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"I have the numbers for you Master."

Pedro was sitting in the factory office on the main floor of the residence, looking over a number of ledgers when Omar had entered the room and spoke to him. The old man was holding another ledger in his hands, waiting patiently for Pedro to recognize him. Pedro smiled in acknowledgement a few seconds later. As he did he sat back in his tall, hard backed chair and closed the ledgers that he had been perusing.

"You might as well show it to me," Pedro said once he was settled, extending his hand towards Omar to take the new ledger from his clerk.

It was now two days since the raid on the pirate village. The raid had been a massive success by all standards and expectations. Pedro's force had suffered only one injury in the episode and that one had been minor compared to what had been inflicted upon the villagers. One soldier had been grazed with a spear tip during the struggle to subdue the inhabitants of the village. The wound proved to be bloody but superficial. With luck the injured man would be well enough to continue with his duties in the next few days. Thankfully, Ibrahim had taken a look at the wound once the man had returned to the factory from the raid. He had cleaned it thoroughly and he had again wrapped the wound, this time with clean linen. As he had done that, Ibrahim had given both Pedro and Bartholomew a long lecture on caring for wounded men. Both men would remember his words for a long, long time to come.

The ledger that Omar gave Pedro to look at dealt with the results of the raid. It contained everything that had been found and taken from the village including the prisoners currently being held in a temporary stockade outside of the factory walls. The ledger showed eighteen male prisoners and fifty-two female prisoners above the age of fourteen who had been earmarked to be sold into slavery. That left Pedro holding fourteen female prisoners over the age of fourteen and forty-two children under the age of fourteen that he did not wish to dispose of. He had already spoken to Ibrahim about this and the man agreed with Pedro on the matter. These women and children would become Ibrahim's charge for the time being. He would find shelter for them and work for the women. The women and children would receive training at the factory. In a way it was a pity that the priest, Father Gerome had acted against Pedro and had died for his involvement in the conspiracy to kidnap Pedro. If he had simply bided his time, Pedro would have given the women and children to him to convert to teachings of the Holy Church. Now they would be in Ibrahim's hands, although given his old teacher's age and interests, finding a priest or two to replace him in the responsibility might be a good idea. It would be a matter to discuss on the return of Don Jose.

The ledger contained more than just the number and sex of the prisoners taken and their age. It also contained what goods had been seized after the raid. It became clear once all the prisoners had been trussed up and placed under guard that the 'Pirates of the Black Sails' had been a successful band. While Pedro and the Virago had sunk a number of their craft during the attack on the Virago weeks ago, the landing area near the village had been littered with craft. Amongst those craft were five large trading canoes, two of which had been loaded down with ivory and bolts of coloured raffia cloth. There were also eight small pirogues that were fitted out as fishing boats. All the captured boats were earmarked to be sold to the local population. Their sale would bring more goods into the factory for shipping back to Lisbon and onward trade with the ports of Europe. Pedro smiled at that and then he read on.

In addition to the vessels the raiders had found a two-pounder cannon that the villagers had somehow captured, some powder for the cannon, and some cannonballs. It had already become part of the outer defences of the island. There were a few pistols with powder and shot, two muskets, and a large number of swords and metal tipped spears. The raiders discovered little in the way of gold or silver but they did find money pots filled to the brim with nzimbu. The nzimbu or shells were the common currency of the Kingdom of Kongo and according to the ledger the raiding party had recovered over two hundred thousand nzimbu. That was enough shells to by a half dozen male slaves. Finally the ledger contained a list of goods taken from the huts of the villagers and the livestock gathered from the pens about the village. There were dozens of iron cooking pots, blankets, and beaded jewelry. There were also chickens, goats, and a couple of cows. Those had been fun transferring them from the village to the Hawk. It had taken a lot of experimentation before the job had been completed, but in the end it had been done.

"We did well," Pedro noted aloud as he closed the ledger to hand it back to Omar.

"You did indeed Master," Omar agreed, bowing his head as he spoke, "and you should do better still when you sell the prisoners as slaves in Gwato."

"True my faithful friend," Pedro acknowledged thoughtfully, "although we could do better by taking them to Elmina. We could send them aboard the Virago under Captain Garcia and his crew. He could also take a load of salt and some trade goods. It would give us some gold to ship back to Portugal with Don Jose once the trade fleet arrives."

"It would indeed Master," Omar agreed enthusiastically. "Shall I make the arrangements?"

"Tomorrow," Pedro said a second or two later. "Instead send an invitation to Captain Garcia to dine with me this evening. I have had very little time to speak with the man and I think I should do so before sending him off with goods and people to trade for gold."

"As you wish Master," Omar said bowing low as he did. "I will make certain that the captain attends you this evening. Will that be all?"

"For now Omar," Pedro murmured absentmindedly. "I will finish up here and then go for a walk and speak with Ishmael. I think it is time to prepare our good captain of the guard for what must occur next."

"He will not be happy Master," Omar pointed out without hesitation.

"As we all know," Pedro chuckled softly, "but that does not matter. In days if not hours Dom Jose will be with us and then, as soon as I've spoken with him, I will be putting to sea again whether Ishmael likes it or not."

"How are things here," Pedro asked his captain a short time later, once he had found him.

Ishmael was outside the factory walls with a small guard. They were standing off to the side of the temporary pens that were being used to hold the prisoners while they waited on their fate. The guards were armed with muskets and pistols and long blades and their attention was fixed upon the prisoners and the factory smith. The smith was putting iron shackles on each of the prisoners that had been identified in the ledger as being stock that could be sold. Ishmael was overseeing the whole process.

"We are almost done here, my lord," Ishmael replied to Pedro's question, his voice heavy with fatigue.

Pedro stood and said nothing for a moment or two. Instead he watched the smith do his work and the guards handle the prisoners. Once a prisoner had been shackled, the prisoner was moved to a new pen off to one side of the factory while another prisoner was hauled out of the original pen. The prisoners for the most part were still in a state of shock and thusly they were generally compliant. Only a handful showed any sign of resentment or even resistance and once they were shackled even they succumbed to the reality that now faced them.

"I intend to get rid of them in a day or two if all goes well," Pedro stated in a low, solemn voice. "I intend to send them to the fort at Elmina to be sold to the mines there. It will alleviate some of our problems."

"Some," Ishmael sighed, acknowledging his master's words, "but not all."

"I know my friend," Pedro admitted, "but in this I intend to stand firm. The women with children will be kept here and raised. I know you object but my own brief experience with bondage has softened my heart on the matter."

"I do not object as you put it Dom Pedro," Ishmael declared, keeping his tired voice low. Still the strain of the last few days gave his words an edge. "As Allah is my witness, I have no love for slavery whether of black man or brown or even white, however I know when it is necessary. The men of the Virago were your enemy and selling as slaves was a necessity as it is to sell these men and women. They were pirates who had preyed on the trading canoes that plied the waters southeast of here and as such they were your enemy and they had to be dealt with. By law their lives are forfeit. You could have simply hung them all and no man would have gainsaid you for your actions. Selling the prisoners as slaves is not the problem."

"Keeping the women and children are?" Pedro interjected, eyeing his captain carefully.

"Not really my lord," Ishmael replied thoughtfully, "but you have given me a problem that I need to attend from now on until such time as we can trust these women and children to accept their fate and not to cause trouble. My only relief in the matter is the fact that you have foisted the daily care of these women and children onto Ibrahim. I am certain that he is very happy about this turn of events."

"He is not and you know that," Pedro chuckled softly in reply. "But he is more willing to bend to my whims than you are my good soldier and he accepts that the burden that I have placed upon his shoulders is but a test of the patience given to him by God to measure his worth. Even so, I am thinking of finding him some help."

"Not from me I hope?" Ishmael stated in a questioning tone.

"No my friend, not from you." Pedro muttered in response, a broad smile upon his face. "For now I will let Asmara assist him. However I do think a trip to Gwato is in order again. Perhaps the Bishop there has a priest or two who are less rabid than our late friend, Father Gerome. If so, I may establish an orphanage here on Eko. It would provide shelter to the women and children that I intend to keep and a service to the Holy Mother Church. Such an act will smooth things over once word returns to Lisbon as to how Father Gerome met his fate."

"It would indeed my young lord," Ishmael acknowledged with a nod of his head.

"In the meantime, we have other matters to address," Pedro stated a second or two later. "I did not come here to discuss just the prisoners. I came in fact to say that we must prepare the Hawk for sea again and with it our raiding party. Dom Jose will be here soon if all has gone well on his voyage and when he does arrive, I intend to sail."

"And you will do so regardless of my view on the matter?" Ishmael asked, eyeing his young master in a stern manner.

"We have both spoken on this matter time and time again," Pedro stated firmly, "and as I have said before, you know my mind on this and I know yours so it would be best to let the matter be and to instead work together on the course that I have chosen to follow rather than squabble amongst ourselves. It would not do well for both our friendship and the morale of our men."

"It would not my pigheaded lord," Ishmael replied, a thin smile crossing his lips as he cussed his master. "Still I think you are wrong about leading this mission and I will continue to think that regardless of how things play out. I will not fight you on the matter any longer. I will, however, ensure that you are prepared and protected as best I can."

"It is all that I ask of you my friend," Pedro declared good naturedly in response, placing his hand on his captain's shoulder in recognition of the man's willingness to move on. In return Ishmael smiled warmly at Pedro. Then the two men turned their attention back to the work at hand. Thankfully the smith was down to the last prisoner. The work would soon be over and both Pedro and Ishmael could then move on to the other matters that called for their time.

"Thank you Dom Pedro," Captain Eduardo Garcia muttered graciously as he took his seat at Pedro's table. The man was tall and thin in appearance, and he was at least two decades older than Pedro in age. His hair was thinning upon his head and his beard showed signs of grey. Still the man looked capable of his duties as the master of the Virago. He was dressed formally in a white linen blouse over which he wore a padded black jerkin made of crushed velvet. His breeches were black as well and he wore hard-soled black boots. About his neck he wore his 'Master's' emblem and at his waist he carried a long knife. He did not carry a sword.

"It is my pleasure," Pedro intoned in reply, smiling warmly at the man as he spoke, giving him his full attention. "You have been in my employ for two weeks and some, and as of yet I have not spoken with you. It is a failing that I intend to resolve tonight."

"Then I thank you again, Dom Pedro for your courtesy," Captain Garcia replied swiftly, "for I know for a fact that this failing is not entirely your fault."

"Still, I was taught better manners by both my family and my former teacher here, my good Captain," Pedro said with all honesty, "and it is I who am grateful for your attendance this evening and more importantly for your service to this factory."

Pedro as usual was dressed in long white robes that were drawn over his more traditional garb of linen shirt, leather vest, and breeches. He was seated amongst his pile of pillows and he was reclining beside Asmara. The black slave-girl in contrast was decked out in robes and wraps that were as colourful as the feathers of a bird. She wore a long clinging tunic that was bright yellow. Against her ebony skin it made her look twice as lovely as she was. Over that she wore a wrap that was red as a freshly picked pepper. Together with clothes of red and yellow tied about her head her garments made her stunning. As the men about her spoke, she tended Pedro, pouring him wine and serving him from the dishes that were laid out upon the low broad table. With them sat Pedro's advisors. Ibrahim sat to the right of Pedro while Ishmael sat on his left. Bartholomew took a seat across the table beside Captain Garcia.

For a while the company ate and drank and chatted with Pedro dominating the conversation with questions for Captain Garcia to answer. The conversation was not an interrogation, but it was designed for Pedro to learn what he could about the man that he was entrusting the Virago to. The only other person to ask questions was Ibrahim and he kept his few and far between, focusing his queries on the other man's family and place of birth. During all of this Ishmael sat and listened, acting as Pedro's ears in case the good captain spoke wrong about a matter that he had already spoken on once before. It didn't happen but that was his role in the matter. Eventually the meal ended and the conversation turned to business.

"How do you like the Virago?" Pedro asked Captain Garcia after the meal had been removed and cups had been refilled.

"I like her well, Dom Pedro," Captain Garcia admitted without hesitation and without reservation. "The ship handles well in smooth seas and the crew know their jobs and do as they are ordered without complaint. I am certain I will enjoy captaining the vessel."

"Then that is good, Captain Garcia," Pedro stated with a smile and a nod of his head, "for I have work for you and the ship."

"And the ship and I are ready to serve you, Dom Pedro," Captain Garcia replied enthusiastically. "The crew is tired of training in the gulf and they are looking forward to earning their pay. All you need to do is to command and we will put out to sea."

"That is excellent to hear," Pedro responded cheerfully before continuing. "For now I wish to use the Virago to transport our prisoners to the fort at Elmina. The captain-major there is always in need of slaves and he will welcome these brigands that we are holding. At a fair price they should provide us with gold that will fill my uncle's coffers back in Lisbon. In addition we will load up some trade goods such as salt. The demand in Elmina is great for the substance and they will pay ten times or better the cost of making the goods, again paying for it in gold. I plan on your first voyage to be a profitable one."

"And I am anxious to undertake it for you, Dom Pedro," Captain Garcia stated with a broad smile upon his face, "and I appreciate the trust that you are bestowing upon me."

"Well said my good Captain," Pedro told the man warmly, smiling as he did. "If all goes well at Elmina, then I have other plans for the Virago. At the least it will join the fleet of Dom Jose and return to Lisbon carrying much of the goods we have stockpiled in our warehouses here in Eko. Then, god willing you will return to Eko bearing trade goods and news from home."

"Again Dom Pedro, I look forward to carrying out that task as the captain of the Virago," Captain Garcia declared. "I will do my best for you and for your House."

The horn blaring over the lagoon roused both Pedro and the garrison of the factory. It was midday and the heat of the day had driven everyone except those standing watch indoors. Pedro was reclining upon his bed with Asmara, enjoying the privacy offered by his chambers and his position. Hearing the horn blare a second time, Pedro crawled out of bed. Within seconds he was pulling on his clothing.

"Master," Asmara murmured in a questioning tone. "Is everything all right?"

"Everything is fine," Pedro stated as he pulled on his linen shirt. "The blaring horn is from the observation post that I put on the outer island. The sentries there have spotted an approaching vessel."

"It is not an enemy vessel?" Asmara asked, looking from where Pedro was putting on his boat stockings to the window that dominated the outer wall of the room. As she stared the distant horn blared for a third time.

"No Asmara," Pedro replied, trying to reassure his slave-girl with his words, "it is not an enemy vessel. The sentry has two horns with him out on the island and if it was an enemy vessel, the man there would be sounding it. That horn is not a deep sounding as the one you hear right now and I am certain that you would know the difference if you heard it."

At that very instant a second horn sounded across the lagoon. This horn had a trill to its voice and it made Pedro sit up in surprise.

"Was that it Master?" Asmara asked anxiously, her eyes going wide with fright.

"Yes my sweet, that is the other horn," Pedro exclaimed as calmly as he could given the circumstance. As he spoke he pulled on his boots and then grabbed for his weapons. As he buckled on his sword belt he looked at Asmara and went on. "There is danger my pet and I must get to it. I want you to tend to the children and watch over them for me. If it looks like I have failed in turning back my foe then you are to take the children to the northern tributary and flee by whatever boat you can find. Take coin and food and trust in the children. They brought me back to you and they will see you to safety. Now go and get dressed for I must prepare for battle.

With that Pedro turned and left his chambers, leaving a terrified Asmara behind him.

"The lead vessel is making for the lagoon," the short, swarthy man growled with disgust in his tone and frustration on his lip. "We will not stop them from reaching safe harbour."

"That harbour is no safer than the sea upon which we are sailing," the man next to him declared. That man was taller and older. He had a scar across his left cheek and a black patch over his left eye. The man was standing at the railing holding a spy-glass in his hands. "Once we have dealt with the other two ships, we will deal with it as well and all those ashore. Nothing will stop us from sinking the blasted Portuguese."

Captain Hidalgo said nothing for a moment or two. He simply stood at the railing and watched as the lead Portuguese vessel, the Bella Maria slipped into the lagoon at Eko. Even as it did, the vessel had begun to strike her sails. Smiling at the folly of his opponents actions, the tall man gave the order for his bow chasers to open fire.

The bow guns roared into action a moment later. Their initial barrage fell short. The Bella Rosa lay still some distance from the Cadiz and the vessel was still out of range. It did not prevent the gunners from firing again and a third time. With each barrage the Cadiz shuddered. Still the guns did not cease to fire. Then the stern chasers of the Bella Rosa opened up. In quick succession the vessels exchanged barrages. The cannonballs of the Cadiz continued to fall short. The balls of the Bella Rosa however struck home after their second blast. The impact of one ball tore into the forecastle of the Cadiz spraying the gun crews there with splinters of wood. The second ball tore through the fore sail. When the third barrage of the Bella Rosa struck home it was just as deadly. Both balls struck the forecastle with one tearing up the port railing and the other striking one of the bow chasers dead on. Bodies were thrown about as were splinters of wood. Soon there was blood everywhere.

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Tinkerbelle Ch 4, a voyage of self discovery Life with her Master, Captain Hook was increasingly thrilling to Tink. He was an imaginative and kindly lover and a strong guiding presence in her life. She simply adored the man and everything about him, his appearance, his commanding voice, even the firm stroke of his hand reddening her bottom when she needed correction. On a day like any other, Tink flew high over Neverland and made her way to town to see if anything was new in the lives of the...

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A Pirate Quest Chapter 3 Voyage to the unknown

Sabina stood on the deck of the ship. The day had finally arrived and they had set sail for the Caribbean. Sabina watched as the coast of England got smaller. She smiled to herself as she walked along the deck towards the stairs to the lower decks.She walked along the corridor meeting a few of the sailors along the way. They all nodded their heads at her. Everyone knew that Sabina was the one in charge of the ship for the next few months they would be working. They knew that they were going on...

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A wild sea voyage

A wild sea voyageBy the time we lived in Port Everglades, we had borrowed a nice sixty foot cruiser from our old friends Cecilia and Peter. They were going to be abroad during two weeks at least; so, we could enjoy the boat for a whole weekend. Anita and I had decided to sail away with another two couples of friends; not a long raid, just few miles close to the coast line.While waiting for our guests, we had spent the night on board, of course having wild sex during most of the time.At early...

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A Princes Voyage to Slavery

I was a prince in my tribe and here I was on my knees on Roman galley whilst a common sailor was trying to force his huge cock in my manly hole. I struggled but was held by 3 other stinking sailors. Just as his cock touched me I heard a shout from the captain. I understood their language. He said my arse was too valuable for a pig commoner but my mouth wasn't. Before I could do anything the first stinking cock entered my mouth. The naked sailor forced my head back and forth. (I soon realised...

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Manly Maiden Voyage

I open my front door to you standing there with a big red bow tied around your chest. "Happy Valentine's Day!" you say, grinning ear to ear. “I'm your present from James, I hope you like me," you add with a little uncertainty noting the surprised look on my face. A big smile lights up my face and I take you by the hand and eagerly pull you inside. Then I frame your face between my hands and kiss you deep and fiercely. You wrap your arms around me and nestle me against your growing erection. I...

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Maiden Voyage

Maiden Voyage By Brian [email protected] It's a horrible thing never to know where you came from. Not to know who your parents were, not to know what city you were born in, not to know your own birthday. If you've had any sort of childhood whatsoever, then I envy you. As you may have guessed, I was born an orphan. Dropped off at some Atlanta welfare society. No name, no past. 'Infant Doe.' Malnourished. About two months old. Traces of heroin in my system. Things went downhill...

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Tink Ch 4 a voyage of selfdiscovery

Tinkerbelle Ch 4, a voyage of self discovery Life with her Master, Captain Hook was increasingly thrilling to Tink. He was an imaginative and kindly lover and a strong guiding presence in her life. She simply adored the man and everything about him, his appearance, his commanding voice, even the firm stroke of his hand reddening her bottom when she needed correction. On a day like any other, Tink flew high over Neverland and made her way to town to see if anything was new in the lives of the...

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Part II The Voyage of a LifetimeThe Fitting

Part II: The Voyage of a Lifetime-The Fitting By JamiLin I woke next to a warm, sexy and very willing female form. It was Lauren, my attendant. Lauren stirred and hugged me. She said, "Damn, I hope that helped take the edge off. Perhaps you can relax and we can move on to the first step and then the fittings. Then we can experience so much of what you desire. The fitting is very complex and not just for clothes. Preferences, body type, sensations, how real-life, mindset and damn...

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Midnight Voyage to Doom

The Escape The moments passed painfully slow as Edward Banting waited at the Kingston, Ontario train station with his bride Mary Barker-Banting, the regal, 5’ 7”, 36D-28-34, very Victorian, 22 year old daughter of the Minister of War of the Dominion of Canada. Meanwhile a cleverly disguised Serena Wolfe, a 5’ 10”, 34 DD- 29-36, short cropped blonde hair, naturally athletic, intelligent, passionate, worldly, 25 years old, sexy, Canadian Spy/Colonel, born to a middle-classed family and the...

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Voyage of Sexcovery

The ocean is an almost unlimited source of biological miracles if you know where to look for them. A whole new scientific field in biology had developed since pandemics became way too common, shrinking the world’s population to a third of what it had been when the twenty-first century began. Although painful it had greatly helped a number of man-made issues. Populations were overgrown so that strict birth control had been adopted worldwide. Global warming had not been well countered due to the...

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Celestial MattersVoyage into Slavery

~Demons are creatures of Earth and Fire, Blood and Bone. These are their attributes, and they are at their strongest in the presence of these things. Angels are creatures of Air and Water, Tears and Spirit. These are their attributes, and they are at their strongest in the presence of these things.~ First Year Magician Lesson -Devnik- I awoke to total darkness. The cave smelled foul. Blood and vomit had mixed in the air, creating a putrid odor. Water still dripped from the ceiling, and...

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Assassin No MoreChapter 2 An Ocean Voyage

It was the first day of our voyage when I found out that traveling the oceans was not exactly safe. The sailors always carried wicked curved swords in their waist sashes. I thought it was because of me, but as we began moving they immediately started ignoring me. No matter what they were doing, some of their attention was always on the sea around us. I learned the reason shortly after we reached deep water. I was by the side rail watching the sea when a large fish broke the surface. I did...

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Chosen Frozen IIChapter 11 Bon Voyage

Sunday evenings were normally a quiet time, both at Earth and at Thule. On this particular Sunday evening, though, things were not quiet at Earth – and not quiet at Thule. DECO Miles Chandler stood in a civilian dress jacket and turtleneck sweater just behind the Orbital Control station of the Operations Centre, Tribune Whitefeather and his team stood At Ease behind him. Deputy Director Renee Galois was sort of hovering behind the knot of Confederacy officers and the Director of...

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Voyager

"I'm on a week-long scouting mission for deuterium," says Tom Paris, sipping a cocktail in the Mess Hall, "and YOU show up. Just my luck, I suppose..." You nod, appreciating the irony. The ship's resident 20th century scholar was, you found out later, disappointingly absent from your arrival on the ship. You, certifiably born in the 20th century, made your rather...unique entrance onto Voyager just hours after he left. "So, you gotta tell me," he says. "I mean, I've been briefed, but I want to...

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Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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Arnaud en voyage dAffaire Tokyo

Chapitre 1 - Arriv?e ? l'hotel Arnaud arriva ? l'hotel en fin de soir?e, ?puis? de sa journ?e. Il entra dans l'hotel puis se pr?senta devant le receptioniste. "Bonjour Monsieur. C'est un tr?s un grand honneur de vous accueillir dans cet hotel de Tokyo. Sachez que tout le personnel de l'hotel est la pour rendre votre s?jour au Japon le plus agr?able possible. Nous vous avons reserv? la chambre 47, j'esp?re que que vous l'appr?cierez. Bon s?jour ? Tokyo Monsieur.." "Tres bien mon brave. " dit Arnaud en regardant ...

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Star Trek Voyager Parody XXX Style

Sex Trek: Voyeur (A Sexual Parody of Star Trek Voyager) by Miss Swallows.com (The names have been changed slightly for copyright infringement avoidance.) ================================================== Captains Log Star date 9801.01 It has been several years since we’ve made our trek back home to the Alpha Quadrant. The crew’s morale lately has been low and I must say something is going to have to be done to boost it soon, or we’re going to be in trouble. People are reporting late for...

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Star Trek Voyager Parody XXX Style

Sex Trek: Voyeur (A Sexual Parody of Star Trek Voyager) by Miss Swallows.com(The names have been changed slightly for copyright infringement avoidance.) ==================================================Captains Log Star date 9801.01 It has been several years since we’ve made our trek back home to the Alpha Quadrant. The crew’s morale lately has been low and I must say something is going to have to be done to boost it soon, or we’re going to be in trouble. People are reporting late for their...

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Voyager

I'm flying the airplane Voyager I'm flying the airplane.  A wing dips and I turn the wheel, scraping ailerons on the frozen air. The plane yaws; I reach up and adjust the trim. It rolls; I pull back on the yoke. We level off.  I'm scared, afraid of losing control, of falling. But still, I'm flying. It's my skill that keeps us in the air, keeps the passengers safe. The passengers... ? I look around the cockpit, confused. The plane starts to fall off. I correct. Concentrate, damn it!...

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Uther

Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...

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The Voyages of Luscious Lucy Ch 01

To the thousands of readers who have enjoyed my stories, I say thanks! This new offering, The Voyages of Luscious Lucy, is a work in progress and I don’t as yet know where it will lead our characters. Once again, our hero is an older musician type guy who gets himself into all kinds of kinky situations with the fairer sex. If any of you have any ideas for situations, feel free to send them along through Author Feedback, and I’ll twist them into this randy tale. Read and enjoy! Chapter One:...

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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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Voyages of Kes

Star Trek Voyager was a Sci-Fi TV show in the 90’s about a space ship trapped in unfamiliar part of space far from Earth and struggling to get home. Kes was an alien from a species called Ocampa. She had large pointy ears and a blonde pixie hair cut. She had very large breasts and a shy personality and a soft breathy voice. Nelix was an alien called a Talaxian. He had a catlike appearance with fur on part of his face and a high pitched voice. Tom Paris and Harry Kim were human crewmembers...

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Magical voyages a VR experience

Sitting down at the food court in the mall to eat your tacos you find your eyes start to wonder around the mall looking at all the hot things shopping in the mall. Aah to be young again and back chasing that gorgeous tail. You can't help but admit to yourself that as you get older your taste in women has never changed. You like hot 18 to 20 little sluts, especially the cheerleader types. Sadly the older you get the less and less likely that is going to happen. If you were only rich you laugh to...

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Erica Olafson Voyages of the Tigershark Vol 8Chapter 19 Network Active

The disguised Tigershark dropped out of Quasi-Space and as it has become our routine just beyond the utmost Elfi said. “Looks like they had contact with our galaxy before. Communication is now possible. They respond to Squack.” I got up, Har-Hi held my mask. “You should wear it, it is part of your Black Velvet trademark and flair of mystery.” “You think I have that? I mean a flair?” “In spades, Captain and I begin to learn to like this Do suit, complete with mask. It gives me that...

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Motherless Vintage

Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...

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Althea

I should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...

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Motherless Images

Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...

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Motherless Amateur

I always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....

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Motherless BBW

What is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...

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Motherless Voyeur

Have you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....

Voyeur Porn Sites
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Aether Guardians

The Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...

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Motherless Creampie

Woah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...

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Motherless Cuckold

No matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...

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Motherless Horror

I browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...

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Motherless Incest

Incest porn has been a staple of pornography since the very first incel caveman realized that he couldn’t find fresh pussy out and about. He resorted to sniffing a whiff of his mother’s loincloth when she wasn’t looking, and beating his old cave meat into a leather sock.Now personally I’m not into the whole mommy-son dynamic – I’m a classy guy. But it’s no secret people like to get freaky when the lights go out, and if you’ve got a stiffy in your hand and you’re on Motherless, you gotta go...

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