It was a bright summer morning as the bells rang throughout the villiage. Looking up from their chores, the villiagers could see the pirate ship as it entered the secret cove to the island. The cries from the men as they called, "Women and children to your places," were heard all around me. Picking up my infant sister, I, barely 18 years old Samantha Cutter, ran for my parents home. Once their, I helped my mother get herself and my five younger siblings into their hiding places. I then placed my self in my hiding spot in our living room.

Every man from every household, that was of accountable age, met the ship as it docked. My father, nearing 50, recognized the ship. He knew the ship because some 10 years earlier it had been his ship, The Bloody Mary.

In his younger days, my father had been the great and bloody pirate; Captain James Cutter. After finding this island and stealing all the loot that he wanted, he married my mother, Elizabeth, and moved here to start a family and this village. In doing so, he turned his ship over to his first mate, then 25 years old, William Jackson Black. My father had always called him Billy Jack and now he was known as Captain Billy Jack Black.

From my hiding place, I could see my father and Captain Black shaking hands. It was not uncommon for Captain Black to trade with our village but, my father never wanted him or any of the other pirates to see any of the females from our village. He always said, "The sight of a woman's flesh can make a man do the harshest of things." It was for that reason, every woman and child was now hiding.

Another glance out of my peep hole and I could see them walking to our home. My father and Captain Black were talking in the manner of two old friends; for that's what they were. I gasped at the sight of Captain Black bendig down as he entered the door to our home. I had seen him from afar, but never close up.

He was rather tall, about 6 foot, with long brown/black hair, sparkling green eyes, and looked to be very strong. He was clean shaven, which for a pirate was very unusual. His hands were large and rough looking. I guessed him to be around 35. I didn't know why but, I felt drawn to him.

Sitting down at our table, my father asked, "Now Billy, what is the favor that you have come about?"

Captain Black looked around at our modest home as if he were searching for something. I gasped as he stared directly at my hinding spot. Smiling and not taking his eyes off of where I was hid, he said, "Well James, you have done well with this village. Always hiding the females when any ship approaches. You always did say 'that a woman's flesh made a man harsh'. Well... to the point then." Turning to my father he continued, "I want to know the location of where you hid the last of loot that we stole off of His Majesty's royal ship nearly 15 years ago."

"Now Billy," my father answered, shocked, stunned, and almost laughing, "I used that to start this village. I've not had it for nearly 5 years now."

I could see the rage building in Captain Black's eyes. It was all he could to remain calm. "Well then, I guess I shall have to take my booty from your beautiful daughter, Samantha. Isn't that her name?"

My father shifted in his seat. "I have no daughters," he said in a very weak voice.

"Now, now, now, Captain Cutter. My men and I docked on the other side of this island almost a week ago." Leaning forward and smiling he continued in a harsh tone, "I watched from my hiding place as you and this village celebrated her 18th birthday." Setting back again in his chair, his green eyes turned cold. "Yes... she would make a nice... (pausing only to chuckle) booty."

"You'll not have her Captain Black," my father said getting to his feet. They were no longer talking as friend; they were now enemies.

Standing, Captain Black walked past my father towards the door, "Then I shall order my men to burn down everything in this village." Looking over his shoulder he smiled. "You would not want your family and all the other women and childing hiding to burn while you watched, now would you?" He turned once again for the door, waiting to hear my father's answer.

Not being able to stand it any longer, I silently slid from my hiding place. In a weak voice, I heard myself say, "Here I am Captain Black." Both he and my father turned to face me.

"What is God's name are you doing child," my father asked in a gasping voice.

"I am saving my family and this village," I said, trying to sound brave.

"Well, well, well," said Captain Black, turning on his heels. Giving a devilish grin and bowing down to me, he continued, "Samantha... my new booty."

I walked past my father and stood in front of Captain Black, who was slowly rising from his low bow. He smiled as he looked over me. My long brownish blonde hair came to rest at the top of my round ass. My 28C breast heaved as I drew in a deep breath, bring myself up to my full heighth of 5 foot 4 inches. My knees felt as if they could no longer hold my 120 lbs.

Staring at him with my blue eyes, I said, "Before I leave with you, there are a few demands that I make. My father taught the Code of Piracy. Since I am leaving with you of my own free will, the Code says that I have the right to make as many demands as I wish."

Glanceing at my father and then to me, Captain Black said, "I see that you have taught her well." Rising to his full height and crossing his arms, he looked down at me and said, "Before I agree to any thing, let me hear your demands."

"First, when we leave, you and your men are to return here only to trade. Should I ever hear that this village or anyone or anything in it has been harmed, now or in the future, this deal is null and void."

"Agreed, he said smiling down at me. "Next demand."

"Second, I have the ability to return here on those trips in order to see that my family and this village is truly safe."

"Agreed. Next."

"I know that a pirate, once done with his women, turns her over to his men. Knowing this, my third demand is that we are married before we leave this island. And, that I am to be the only women from that point on that you lay with. You are to be true and loyal only to me and have no other woman. Even a pirate heeds the bounds of a marriage contract."

Captain Black walked around me, rubbing his chin as he did. "I guess I could use a woman to always be in my bed, even if it is the same woman. I can also agree to that but, I put a condition on that deal. You too, Samantha dear, are to be true and loyal to only me. You will never willing allow any other man to lie with or touch you. Do you agree to that?"

"Agreed," I said drawing in another deep breath. His eyes watched my chest as my breast rose and them fell.

"Now, are there any more deals to be made here?"

"Yes, one more."

"Well," he said. "Let's hear it then my soon to be bride." A devilish smile came over his face. His green eyes were now sparkling with delight at the thought of having me tonight.

Turning from him in shame, I asked, "How long will it take before we reach your island?"

"Almost a week," he answered in a casual tone. "It depends on the seas and how hard the winds blow."

"I demand then, that you not lay with me until me reach it. Allow me the time to get to know you."

The smile disappeared from Captain Black's face. Walking to me, he turned me around and looked into my eyes. Squeezing my arm he said in a low harsh tone, "It is out of respect for your father that I agree to this demand. But, hear me, and hear me well. Once we have reached the island, YOU... WILL... BE... MINE! Do I make myself clear?"

"Perfectly," I said staring back into his cold eyes.

Captain Black released his hold of my arm and returned to his crew. Knowing that my father would still keep the Code and not stop me, I walked over and hugged him.

"Oh, Samantha," my father said. "I wish that you hadn't done that. Promise me though, you will not give yourself to him. Do everything that you can do stay pure."

All that I could say was, "I shall try."

The marriage cereimony was over and I, Samantha Black, the first and only wife of Captain William Jackson Black, boarded The Bloody Mary. As I did, each crew member bowed and welcomed me onto the ship. The women and children were now out of hiding. I turned to wave good-bye to the village. As I did, my new husband gave the order to set sail.

"Let me escort you to our room, my darling," he whispered in my ear.

Once inside the cabin it didn't take me long to remind him of the third agreement. Smiling, he said, "Oh yes. I may have agreed not to lay with you but..." Pausing he walked over to me and held me tightly in his arms, "I didn't agree to not touch or kiss you."

With that he leaned down and passiontely kissed me. I could feel myself giving in to him. I moaned as he touched my breast. Remembering my father's request, I pulled away from him. Grabbing me tighter he said, "So the old coot wants you to play hard to get, is it?! Well, my dear, I can tell my your heavy breathing and moaning that you want to give in to me." Placing a hand between my legs and rubbing hard, he smiling continued, "And from the heat coming from between you legs, I would be willing to say that I could easily break the Code and have you willingly right now." I again moaned and gave into another kiss.

Regaining my composure, I broke free from his arm. I had to admitt, it was going to be hard for me to keep from willingly giving in to him. But, I had promised my father, and I too keep my promises.

As the week past, Captain Black would dine with me in his quarters. Regularly touch and kissing me, making it harder and harder for me to resist him. During one of his sessions of breaking down my will, the yell of "Land Ho" was heard.

Upon hearing the cry, Captain Black whispered into my ear, "Now my love, you are home. And I will no longer just have to settle with touching and kissing you. I will be able to have you." Kissing my neck softly he left the room. Feeling weak kneed I fell onto the bed. The passion for wanting my new husband had rose to the point that I could no longer resist him. Yet, I still had to keep my promise.

Upon reaching shore, I saw the huge plantation house. It looked like many of the plantion houses that I had seen in books. As I entered my new home for the first time, I watched as all the servants, mostly black men and women with a handful of a few white women, run to get into line. I could only assume that the white woman, and possible some of the black ones, had once been a conquest to the Captain.

Captain Black's first mate, James Wilson, walked into the home with us. It was that I was introduced.

"This woman that stands before you," Captain Black started, "is the wife of Captain William Jackson Black. Her name is Mrs. Samantha Black. She is to be treated just as you treat me. Any one caught doing other wise will be killed on the spot. Do I make myself clear?" The entrance hall was filled with the sound of 50 servants, in unison, saying, "Yes Master".

Captain Black then turned to James and gave him his orders. Smiling, James said, "Yes Captain." After taking a few steps he turned around and grining back at his captain said, "Good luck, Captain. I hope that she is everything that you are wanting her to be." With that he was off to deliver the orders to the crew.

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