***III. The Origins of Quinn***
The "Madam Ambrose" was actually her father's ship, he was a merchant when he was still alive. The Ship was named after Quinn's mother who died giving birth to Quinn. Quinn's two older brothers were set to take over their father's operation when they were both killed after they signed up to be naval soldiers during the "War of the High Seas" a war between the "Admentium Empire" and the "Kingdom of Dryquell." The war was fought because Portsmouth outlawed slavery and the larger Empire of Dryquell, not wanting to lose a lucrative market assassinated the King of Admentium. The War of the High Seas ended when a splinter group overthrew the Queen of Admentium and installed a parliament that favored slavery. It was always strange to Quinn that the old royal family of Admentium was opposed to slavery, whereas the supposively more democratic government allowed it.
Quinn's father was crushed by the deaths of his sons but trained Quinn to be a ship captain none-the-less. Quinn and her father spent less and less time in Portsmouth as the city became more and more wealthy through the slave trade. Anyone who spoke out against the slave trade was executed, the city seemed to become more and more debased, crime ridden and decadent over the years. This was probably due to the massive increase in poor people and the massive increase in rich people, there seemed to be no one but poor people and rich people in Portsmouth. Quinn's father's ship was never raided by pirates, but multiple times government officials took Quinn's father's goods for themselves. Quinn's father would never have turned to Piracy, but even in Quinn's youth, she saw the advantages of charging through life on your own path. Yet Quinn was hesitant because she knew how much her beloved father would disapprove.
When Quinn's father died she retained his crew and became the captain, yet she was not respected amongst merchants because she was female. Many of Quinn's crew began to leave, desperate Quinn finally went against her dead father's wishes and turned to the dangerous life of piracy. Quinn was forever grateful to her crew and amongst pirates in general because they tended to be less sexist than the general population of the "Admentium Empire." Quinn developed a reputation for being a fair captain, who ran a profitable operation. This did not stop the vile rumors on the mainland, especially in Portsmouth that Quinn castrated her male prisoners and that she had wild orgies on her ship. Despite the fact that she only stole from the opposing Kingdom she was an outlaw of the highest order in both the "Admentium Empire" and the "Kingdom of Dryquell." She was both feared and respected, and Quinn liked it that way.
Now Quinn felt she had accomplished everything she set out to accomplish as a pirate. She felt as though she wanted to form a new identity. She had done her late family proud in her own eyes. Quinn was beautiful and voluptuous, her piercing eyes and flowing black hair could seduce just about any man, but Quinn refused to take any man's hand in marriage until she was done being a pirate. Quinn was now ready to marry under a new name and start a quiet life as a wife and possibly mother.
***IV. The Poisoning and Defeat***
Quinn was open about her life story and told it to Charisma, she told Charisma every detail and every thought. While Charisma revealed nothing about herself, Charisma built nothing but mystery. Quinn was warned of Charisma, for Charisma was becoming very friendly with various members of Charisma's crew. The slovenly cook, the strongman, one of the lookouts and a deckhand seemed to follow Charisma around. Charisma seemed to have an almost magical ability to get men to do what she wanted them to. Quinn was perturbed by the amount of loyalty these men gave Charisma, it was the kind loyalty that Quinn never got herself. One day Quinn came into Charisma's room only to find one of the men brushing Charisma's hair while two other men were massaging Charisma's feet. Charisma was clearly enjoying the power she had over these men. Quinn did have fleeting thoughts that Charisma could usurp her as captain, but she chalked them up to her own follies. Quinn rationalized that Charisma's constant compliments towards Quinn were honest and true, that Charisma wouldn't plan to harm Quinn in any way.
It was directly after a speech praising Charisma that Quinn passed out from some poisoned food. Quinn's loyal crew members also passed out. It was Charisma and her lackeys that were left unaffected by the food. When Quinn woke up she was naked and in shackles. Fully clothed in her own custom captain's garb standing in front of her was Charisma flashing a wicked smile. Quinn tried to scream out but her mouth was gagged. Quinn looked around in shock and saw her loyal crew members naked shackled and gagged, she felt a deep sense of shame. She had foolishly trusted Charisma and gotten her crew in a horrible predicament, she blamed herself immediately. Quinn wanted to cry, but that would simply be a final indignity that Charisma would extract from her, Quinn told herself repeatedly that she would not show Charisma her emotions. Charisma, however, was determined to break Quinn. Quinn had to listen to nasty monolog after nasty monolog.
"You've betrayed your ship, you've betrayed the memory of brothers, your mother, and your father, you've betrayed your crew, and now you have nothing, if you're lucky enough to live through this you will live the rest of your life in utter shame... How does that feel Quinn?"
The worst part about Charisma was that everything she said, was said with a taunting smile that bulged with confidence and arrogance. Quinn had never hated any one person as much as she hated Charisma, and she was completely at the mercy of this person. Quinn's mind was filled with rage, but her outward appearance did not show it. All around Quinn, her loyal crew were struggling and screaming in their bondage
After sailing for some time Quinn and some of her captive crew were finally dragged out onto the deck of the ship. Quinn was marched naked to the edge of the ship's plank and Charisma was handed a whip. Every lash stung harshly as Charisma knew how to use a whip well, it was Quinn who taught her. Quinn hugged her breasts and bit her lip.
After a long ordeal explained earlier Quinn found herself desperately swimming towards Portsmouth, hoping she would not seize up from exhaustion before she came to shore. Revenge drove Quinn forward, Quinn was determined to gain her dignity back and destroy the rival who had stolen her ship.
***V. Naked In Portsmouth***
Naked lying face down gasping for air was Quinn Merchantine a once feared and respected pirate. Now she didn't even have any clothing to her name. Quinn stumbled up to her feet, she was barely able to walk. Quinn knew she had did not have the strength to attempt to do anything about her predicament at this point in time. Quinn desperately needed a place to hide and she needed food for energy and fresh water to keep her from dehydrating. Without the energy to find or steal any food, Quinn knew she needed to rest first. Quinn found a rocky beach cave large enough to crawl in without being seen from the outside. Quinn napped for as long as she could, curled up in a fetal position on top of hard rocks until she was awakened by hunger and thirst.
Quinn must have slept for longer than she thought, as she went to sleep in the evening and now it was somewhere around mid-day. This was not good for Quinn's humility as the streets of Portsmouth would be busy. Quinn came away from the beach and into the coastal grasslands. The morning fog had left moisture on some of the grass blades Quinn hid in. Quinn licked as much water as she could out of the grass, crouching, nude and wet. From her crouching position, Quinn looked at the outskirts of the sprawling metropolis that was Portsmouth. Quinn must have looked like a crazed savage with her hair sticking out from all sides and her nude body partially covered in sand. Quinn spotted a pie cooling on a windowsill at a nearby residential house. Quinn had no choice but to dart for the pie, she hadn't eaten in days, she desperately needed the food. Quinn's heart raced, if she were caught she would not only be a laughing stock, but she would most likely be executed. Quinn's entire legacy would be that she was a fierce and vile pirate that was captured in a deranged state in the nude and publically executed. The thought was devastating and humiliating, Quinn cared about her legacy.
Quinn scurried across the dirt street and grabbed the pie, she was immediately caught by a rotund middle-aged woman who screamed "THIEF" at the top of her lungs. After the initial shock, Quinn turned around and ran exposing her lashed back and her bare butt to the woman. Quinn shoved her face in the pie and vigorously ate as she was quickly being pursued by some a nearby police officer and some concerned citizens.
"Some vile naked wench has stolen a pie!" a townsman yelled out alerting others.
Now naked with pie on her face Quinn ran through the dirt streets causing a commotion, more and more people noticed. Women stood in shock, many men stared. Others pointed and laughed. It was not every day that people saw a naked woman with pie on her face being pursued by police officers. Quinn felt a red hot glow of shame envelope her. Quinn's feet kicked up dust as she ran, her pie covered hands darted around her body as she ran, staining various points of her flesh with the purple pie chunks. Quinn's large breasts painfully bounced and eventually Quinn's hands settled on covering her breasts to stop them from doing this. Quinn ran her entire lower body completely exposed.
