Captain Vex's hands knotted in the witch's dark curls. Bella was a profoundly skilled lover. The Captain had a taste of what Bella could do on top of the lighthouse, but being the sole focus of a sex witch's ministrations when there were no other distractions (and Bella was feeling particularly thankful) was to be given the best possible seat in a masterclass in how to pleasure a woman.
Belita had already been turned on fiercely by helping Bella with her recharge ritual. The witch was so willing and dynamic. Belita did not frequently take women as lovers. She preferred the rough and forceful touch of a strong man. Sometimes though, with the right person, she enjoyed taking the opposite role. The witch definitely sparked that. It was her wantonness. Her sassy, taunting personality, coupled with her pliable and willing sexuality made Belita want to take charge. It occurred to her that it was what Bella wanted. The control was still firmly hers even though she'd been so willing to submit. That sudden revelation cured Belita of the faint guilt she'd felt over being so domineering. Bella was a master seductress. She'd known exactly what she was doing. She was still doing it.
"Tell me about your most memorable sexual experience," Bella said in a throaty coo. Her hands were already busily at work spreading Belita's wetness around with soft strokes that dipped back to her center and then spiralled out again. At the outside of each spiral before heading back in again, she flicked her fingernail against every one of the eight gold rings that pierced the Captain's outer labia. Two rows of four, spread in a slight oval by Belita's arousal and by how far her legs were spread, nestled in among the golden curls of her hair.
Bella found them fascinating. The idea of piercing her own most intimate places made her uncomfortable. Bella was not someone who handled pain well. Her particular kind of endurance swung the opposite direction. Even if she thought she could stomach the process, it wasn't something she could really consider anyway. There were too many ways piercings like that could get in the way of her magic. There were a few kinds of rituals that might be strengthened by something like that. She'd have to work out the details, but it would work in theory. Unfortunately there were quite a few other kinds of rituals that would not be compatible at all. She'd lose a lot of versatility in what she was capable of. She supposed she could take them out and put them back in. Were they even removable? They must be. In the dim light it was hard to tell.
On Belita though, the rings made perfect sense. They were signs of her daring nature and bold willingness to face pain and put her body on the line for what she wanted. They were also trophies of accomplishments.
"Well, the tryst on top of Will's lighthouse was the one that springs tae mind. That was wild," Belita smiled, her gold teeth catching the dim light from the wall lamps.
"What made it so powerful for you?" Bella asked. Her fingertip dipped into the Captain's wet opening, just barely threatening to penetrate. A squeeze rippled along Belita's tanned thighs.
"The danger of it. Knowing we might be caught, that our lives depended on me sucking and fucking without being noticed," Belita explained. The memory sent a new wave of arousal through her. She was already quite turned on, but suddenly she was flooded. Her nipples puckered around their rings.
"Wanting to go faster and do more, but having to go slow and be careful?" Bella prompted.
"Aye," the Captain grinned. "My heart was pounding the whole time."
"Mine too," Bella admitted. "I was terrified." She was smiling too as she continued her slow, firm stroking. Now, she could look back on the situation and appreciate the excitement of it. At the time she had other things on her mind.
"It was such a rush," Belita's eyes flashed with lust. Her butt and thighs clenched again. Bella had been waiting for a signal like that. She quickly moved her fingertip to Belita's clit and started making circles. Her other hand busied itself with just barely probing the Captain's slick opening. Belita squirmed and groaned, her hands reaching for her own breasts, squeezing and pulling.
"Tell me the very best part," Bella said.
"The first push. Will's cock sliding intae me for the first time. It was so slo-aaaah!" Belita came, hard, unexpectedly, with a buck of her hips as Bella slid a hard wet phallus into her.
"Like that?" Bella smirked.
"Oh, you sly wench..." the Captain laughed, her breathing starting to even out again. "Aye, like that."
Bella began to slowly slide the stone phallus in and out of her Captain's wet womanhood.
"Is that the thing your apprentice was using back at Mary's?" Belita asked.
"Yep. Rocky, meet Belita. Belita, this is Rocky," Bella winked.
"A mighty fine meeting, indeee-aaaahfuckme!" the Captain howled as Rocky abruptly started to buzz inside her. She'd never felt anything like it before in her life. Bella had whispered something to it, and suddenly she did it again. The buzzing ramped up, sending her entire lower body into spasms of pleasure. Her legs were shaking and kicking uncontrollably. Her eyes were wide and she felt like she couldn't breathe. She had already cum hard, and the unexpected sensations were amplifying the small aftershocks into more full blown orgasms that hit her one after another.
"Dangerous things happen all the time on the ocean, right?" Bella said, pulsing rocky quickly into the Captain's depths. "Next time something happens that gets your heart racing, I'm going to have you kneel over my face so I can lick you while Will takes you from behind."
Belita bucked again, her hips actually coming off the bed for a moment before her feet slid out from under her. The incredible vibrations were taking away all her muscle control. She tried to respond but couldn't. All that came out was a long, happy moan.
"Maybe I'll have Rocky help," Bella continued. Suddenly she slid the buzzing phallus all the way out, and replaced it with the fingers of her other hand. She hooked them upward and pulled firmly against something inside the Captain. It was that same spot that Bella had helped Will find on top of the lighthouse. Bella didn't need help. She seemed to know exactly where it was by instinct. She put her fingers on it and began to quickly pulse and pull, hard and fast. It was like she had primed a bomb. The ramp up was fast, uncontrollable, unexpected, unstoppable. All four of Captain Vex's limbs slammed down on the bed and pushed, her hips lifting. Her whole body tensed and then shook as the power of the strongest orgasm of her life ripped through her. Her breath came in staccato gasps. It didn't let up. Bella just kept pulsing her fingers into that magical spot and keeping the sensations rolling. Every time she thought it was going to subside, another one hit her.
Then Bella added Rocky's buzz right onto Belita's clit.
Belita was lost. She stopped being able to think. Even the feelings of surprise, the small moments of revelation and reflection at how amazing it all felt were gone. All she could do was feel it. There was no room left to think about those feelings. All that remained of her conscious mind was the explosive heat and electric jolts of incredible pleasure. She had no idea how long it went on. It was like being caught in a storm. All she could do was hold on and ride it out.
Eventually the intense pleasure began to subside. Or rather, Belita began to realize that it had subsided. It took awhile for her mind to catch up. Bella had slid Rocky back inside her and reduced the strength of the buzzing. It was a slow, warm way to come down. Belita realized she was looking at Bella's beautiful, self-satisfied face. She had no idea how long she'd been staring like that, open-mouthed and dumbfounded.
"How did ye do that?" Belita asked in quiet amazement.
Belita shrugged. "Years of practice."
"I thought Janie was exaggerating about how good it was, and then Will did that... thing with his fingers... I thought that was as good as it could get," Belita shook her head. She was holding herself up on her elbows. She didn't remember getting into that position. "Ye... That was even better."
"You helped me. I wanted to show you my appreciation." Bella tucked her hair behind one of her ears and smiled. She slowly withdrew Rocky and killed the buzzing. Belita finally completely relaxed. She felt boneless. Never in her life had she been more relaxed.
"Best cabin girl ever," the Captain laughed. Bella crawled forward and lay down at the Captain's side, resting her head on the blond woman's shoulder. Belita hugged the witch to her, wrapping her arm around Bella's shoulders.
"Don't sailors earn medals for being good at their jobs?" Bella smirked.
"On civilian ships it's more about earning marks, like rings or tattoos," Captain Vex said, tapping the ring on her left nipple.
"What's the mark for best cabin girl?" Bella grinned, tracing her fingertip around the nipple next to her face.
"Don't know. I'll have tae come up with something," Belita laughed.
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Daytime at Merry Mary's wasn't very exciting. Mostly it consisted of people pitching in with the cleaning, dishes being washed or meals being prepped, sleepy-eyed working girls and boys sitting at the gambling tables in gauzy robes with their hair in curlers and slippers on their feet while they nursed tea or water, recovering from the previous night's work. During the day, the gaming room was more of a communal living space. It felt more like a boarding house than a cat house.
Caine came in to a handful of nods and waves, trailing a wide-eyed young woman behind him. She scanned everything with an expression of anxious interest. She slowly realized all the eyes in the room were on her. She stopped in her tracks, not following Caine anymore. Her eyes scanned the room, taking in the host of expressions. Curiosity. Amusement Worry. Some disgust. She remembered what she looked like and suddenly felt like leaving. Caine noticed and sighed.
"Ain't none of you have any manners," He said to the room. A few of them smiled.
"Nope," one amused looking woman with breasts nearly as large as Bella's said saucily.
"You don't usually bring in new girls," a fellow with the body of a carnival strongman and the face of an attractive woman said.
"She ain't a new girl," Caine said. "I'm just looking after her for a while."
"Isn't that what you said about Tonya?" the saucy woman with the large breasts asked. "And look at her now." The room chuckled.
Caine sighed. "Janie, these are Mary's Merries."
"H-hello," Janie said with a small wave.
"Room full of ill-mannered harlots, this is Janie," Caine said. The room echoed the greeting.
"She'll be around for a while. Not sure how long. I'm going to put her up in Bella's room."
"Tonya's already claimed it," a slender redhead said.
"There's room for two," Tonya said with a shrug.
"Good," Caine nodded.
"Hey, wasn't she the girl who got-" one of the gigolos asked.
