How To Be A Pirate

“Well...you know I will not take it easy on you. If i did and anyone saw your authority would be called into question. The next weeks will be hard on you, I think but I want you with me and so i will do what I must, for that goal. To be apart from you is torture and I think you feel the same. Work hard, stay strong and you will get through this,” he said. She looked at him more seriously then, his words sounded grave and he told her to separate out her older things, the Ill-fitting pants and shirts she had been given and leave the rest, her newer things inside the trunk for now.

He spent one last wonderful night with Emma, making love to her in a hot, steamy way. Not rough, not really, with gentle kisses and caresses that made her moan while he made love to her sweetly. The next morning he was not in their bed. His coat, boots and hat were not there either and it was raining heavily outside. “Not in the face,” Silas murmured to Nels who nodded to him with narrowed eyes. She still had an axe to grind about all of this but she had agreed to stay for him and regardless of how much it hurt a bargain was a bargain.

To her surprise Nels came in, she was soaked and looked like a drenched cat ready to pounce on her at any moment. And she held a long, wooden staff and a cudgel in her hand. “Grab your stuff...I picked out a spot for you down with the crew,” she said with a grin then paused to wait for her to get up and get dressed. She set the cudgel down on her bag then stepped back toward the door. She watched with irritation in her eyes and gave her a look when Emma asked for some privacy. A look was all and nothing more.

“Cap’n said I was ta show ya how ta do every job they is on da ship an I mean ta. I ain’t no teacher neither. If’n i axe ya ta do sumpin, ya do it or don’t. There is no right er wrong ya hear? Do it or don’t affer I shows ya how. If’n ya don’t well,” she said then thwacked her in the thigh with her staff, hard. It hurt so badly Emma went to a knee and had to rub the spot briskly to stop her muscle from cramping up. Nels looked at her and smiled when Emma’s eyes went toward the cudgel.

Emma was starting to get an idea of what Silas was thinking. She knew it was going to be difficult, but she wanted to be with him and to be here on the ship. She was new and had married the Captain and so she knew she was going to need to prove herself handily to really earn the crew's full respect. She didn't want them just to respect her because she was the Captain's Wife, but to respect her individually as apart of the crew. She refused to get in the way and be a burden. She didn't care how hard the work was, she was going to do it.

That night she and Silas made love for the first time in their cabin. It was intense and passionate, but not overly rough. She moaned and gripped the sheets as the bed creaked and groaned beneath them. She was certain people could hear, but she didn't care. In the morning she slowly awoke to find Silas already gone. She could hear whispered voices outside the door, including Silas'. Outside, it was pouring down rain and the temperature had dropped somewhat. She sat up and pulled up the sheet around her as the door opened and Nels walked in. She was surprised to see the cudgel in her hands and feared she might still be angry enough about her and Silas that she might actually use it on her. At Nels' orders to get dressed, Emma rose, but only after Nels turned around to give her some privacy. She dressed, putting on the old clothes and leaving all of her new things in the trunk as Silas had instructed. She pulled her long hair up with a tie to keep it out of her face. She gathered her things while listening to Nels tell her that she was going to be the one showing her everything. She sighed to herself, but hoped that this might give them a chance to bond. She didn't want to make an enemy of Nels, or to alienate Silas from her either as she knew they were close.

She had just finished gathering up what she might need when she felt a painful sting in her thigh. It hurt so badly that Emma collapsed down to a knee. She rubbed her thigh and looked up at Nels.

"Ok, I get it," she said rather sharply. She was quiet a moment before standing up and looking at her. "I know you don't think much of me Nels and you think I'm nothing more than spoiled girl who knows nothing of really hard work and until I got onto this ship that was true. But you'll find I'm a changed woman now. I will do whatever work you throw at me and I will learn everything I need to. I'm smart and sharp and learn quickly and so smirk all you want right now because pretty soon I'm going to be wiping it off of your face. Got it?"

Nels couldn't help but be attracted to Emma but she held Silas’s heart. Not just held it, owned it. Possessed it and him. Those hot, sweet sessions of him making love to her will not likely happen again and Emma was the cause of that. Nels just gave her a suffering look as if her being saddled with having to help this woman. Was far beyond what a favor looked they allow. She led Emma out into the rain.

Nels had a small space in the corner in the crews quarters. It was a huge open space with bunks, cots, bedrolls and hammocks all laid out close to one another. Very close. Nels however had a small space with an old brown wool blanket in the corner. There were 2 cots in there and she tapped the one that had a pillow stacked on top of a sheet and blanket on top of it. Everything looked clean but the smell...old sweat and that sour man smell that made her wrinkled her nose.

“This is home,” she said with a wry grin. “Unless you’d prefer to sleep next to the men,” she said. “But I doubt you’d like to wake up with a hand over your mouth and a strange cock in your cunt,” she said with a harsh look as if that had happened to her. “Hurry up, stole your stuff, your mannin the aft reef sails today,” she said as she fingered her staff. “Tie that cudgel to your belt incase we have a battle,” Nels said and then stepped up to her with her lips tightened into a straight line. “If you break his heart Emma I’ll cut yours out and feed it to the fishes,” she said warningly though her eyes looked...sad.

Emma followed Nels out into the rain. It was raining hard and it showed no signs of stopping any time soon. She walked with her down to the crew's quarters and looked around. She had never been down here before, but it became immediately clear to her that she was going to be sleeping here with the rest of the crew. Thankfully, the sheet, pillow and blanket were clean, but the smell was slightly nauseating. However, she was determined not to complain about anything. This was what she had wanted and she was going to show everyone on the ship, including Silas, that she could do this and do this well. She knew she had a lot to prove with Nels and the rest of the crew, but that wasn't going to stop her.

She quickly put her things away and then took the cudgel and attached it to her belt. She wasn't entirely sure how useful she would be in a battle at this point and hoped that nothing would happen that day. She was about to tell Nels that she was ready to go when she heard Nels' threat. She looked Nels square in the eyes and spoke after a long moment.

"Nels, the last thing I would ever want to do on this earth is break his heart. I love him...deeply. My only goal in life right now is to make him happy and to do whatever needs to be done to do so. I would rather die than to hurt him."

The rain was cold and her coat became sodden quickly. The wind was so strong sometimes it knocked her off of her feet and the strain of shifting the sail to tie it off in whatever orientation. They were ordered too was hard on muscles that she wasn’t used to using. Several sailors chuckled at her when she got hit in the face with the lower rail. It hit her hard in the nose and she was bleeding but she didn't think it was broken. 

“You fuckin git! Hold the rope in the ringlet before you try to change direction!” She snapped. Nels came up to her and checked her face. She was soaked too but seemed to ignore the cold. She felt around her nose and cheeks and used her own sleeve to press her nose with until the bleeding stopped enough for her to continue. “Hold it here!” She barked and showed her how to wrap it around her ankle after putting the rope through the wringlet. The wind could make the sail whip back at her and she knew she was incredibly lucky it hadn't broken her nose and more besides. Nels was upset because the Captain told her that her face was not to be damaged. Punishments had to come from lower than that.

Nels showed her how to adjust the sails, raise and lower them and what each command meant as far as she was concerned. It took all morning and when she was below in the crew mess she continued to shiver. Men crowded the table and the one next to her, she didn't know his name had blue eyes and a crooked nose. He had a ruddy complexion and a gap in his teeth. “I'll keep ya warm wench!” He said and several of the men laughed while the others who knew who she was just turned away as if they hadn't heard anything. He put his arm around her and tried to put her hand on his cock. Nels just watched as she shoveled food into her mouth, a hot beef and barley soup.

Emma worked hard to try and keep up with what Nels was telling her. It was raining hard and her clothes were soaked through and she found herself shivering. At one point she got hit in the nose with the lower rail and when she checked her nose she discovered it was bleeding. She felt her face turn red as she heard the men laughing at her. She didn't react to them, however. She was going to prove to them one way or another that she could do this. After that she worked even harder and ignored the rain and cold. Thankfully, her nose wasn't broken but it still hurt and she had a feeling it was going to bruise.

Finally, several hours later they were able to take a break and Emma followed the others down to the mess to get some food. Her clothes were soaked and she was still shivering as she sat down to eat at the crowded table. She had taken a seat next to a man that she didn't know the name of and he quickly took an interest in her. At his comment she felt her anger start to build and as he grabbed her hand and put it on his cock she snapped. In one quick motion she had taken out her knife. Her hand tightened into a vice like grip on him and she even dug her nails into his skin. She then placed the tip of her knife against his cock and let him feel it.

"Touch me again and I will cut it off!" she growled at him. When he seemed to have learned his lesson she slammed the knife down onto the table and looked around at the rest of the men. "And that goes for the rest of you as well!"

Nels nodded approvingly at Emma and the man that had pushed Emma slinked away to another table. He was given alot of ribbing over what had happened from what the women could hear. “Eat Emma, eat all that you can hold,” Nels said as she dabbed a piece of crusty bread into her bowl to get at the dredges of what was left. She wiped her mouth with her arm in a very unlady like fashion and got up and got another bowl. She sat down again but took notice of how Emma sat with her back erect and how she ate far more daintily, with her napkin on her lap. She looked around and no one seemed to be watching and so she folded her napkin then set it in her lap. She held her back up and then tried to hold her spoon like Emma did. It wasn’t easy for sure and she had trouble with her fingers doing what Emma’s did.

“What the fuck, why’s e’erthin gots ta be so diff’cult?” She asked in a frustrated tone. It was still raining outside and there was alot of daylight left. The ship was being pitched heavily in the waves and water splashed down into the crew desk. Water rushed down the stairs and more came after to wash across Emma’s feet. Nels only lifted up her bowl but her napkin fell and was washed away. “Aw fuck’n ell!” She said as a few sailors that were caught off guard were thrown off their feet. “Eaat quickly an git tha pretty ass back up there,” Nels said and stood as she gobbled down the food left in her bowl.

Outside men slid past her when she climbed the slippery stairs. The deck was so slippery and when another wave pitched the ship she was knocked down by two others that fell into her and they slid together until they hit the barrel stay on the port side. “Where are my fucking reef sails!” Silas shouted angrily. Emma saw Nels struggling with the aft sail, Emma wasn’t there to help her. Instead she was trying to keep her footing as men used her body to get themselves up. She was kicked twice by accident. One in the chest and once in the hip. Men shouted and called out for help as they struggled just to stay on the deck.

Emma continued to look hard at the man as he slunk away from the table to sit at another one. All of the other men seemed to have gotten her message as well. After taking a moment to relax, Emma slowly began to eat. She sat tall in her seat, with her back straight and never slurped or dripped her food. She brought small bites of food up to her mouth without bending over her bowl and plate. She would lightly scoop her spoon into her bowl from front to back and then would delicately wipe the bottom of the spoon against the edge of the bowl to prevent anything from dripping. Her napkin remained in her lap, although she would occasionally use it to dab gently at the corners of her mouth. From the corner of her eye she could see the way Nels was eating. She never said anything though. However, after a while she noticed that Nels was trying to imitate her. Because Emma had grown up eating in such a way it came naturally to her, but she could see that Nels was struggling. She winced a little when Nels let out an exacerbated curse but before she could say anything she realized that they needed to get back up top.

She got up, leaving her plate and bowl and followed Nels back up top. Water was running down the stairs, which made it difficult, as did the swaying of the ship. She deck was slippery and for a moment Emma had a hard time getting her footing. It was then that two men were knocked down by a wave and slid into her. She was knocked over as well and together they slid until they hit a barrel. Emma heard Silas' angry shout and she knew she needed to get over to Nels. She tried to get up, but men kept running into her or using her to get up or get their footing. Finally, she pushed past them and somehow got over to where Nels was struggling with the aft sail. She grabbed onto the rope and helped her to get it back under control.

The wind whipped her one way then the other. The rope left burns on her hands and arms and the water left her sodden and cold. That night she caught Silas watching her worriedly but it was Nels that drew her away to go down and get some rest. She found it painful to even lift her arms over her head. Nels had the blankets up and though Emma protested Nels murmured, “Shh, let me help you,” and helped her get out of the wet clothes and into some dry ones. “Sleep now,” she said. “Early day tomorrow,” Nels whispered.

One day led into two, and two into 5 without easing. Emma got used to the cold, the rain, the sore muscles but she learned alot too. The different sails and what it took to manipulate them. The rudder and wheel, how the wind and the waves affected how fast they could turn. Nels explained using her hands as ships how to angle to line up their guns and how to trim ut to fire and turn before they could fire back. It was one of the most important tactics as most ships didn’t react well to cannonballs hitting them, she noted. When they weren’t actively working their sails Nels taught her how to use that cudgel. Block, parry, strike and bash were the attacks best for that weapon though it wasn’t terribly long. Not like a cutlass or rapier she explained. You dodged and then bashed with it.

On the 6th day she woke up with a start. Someone’s covered her face with a sack and she felt someone else trying to pull her pants down as she laid there in her cot. She couldn’t see but they managed to pull them to her knees and it was all she could do to keep them on. It was clear whomever it was wanted them off and she was losing her grip on them. If she let go to fight the one who held her head the man at her feet would have them and then it was only a matter of time before she’d feel their cock in her for certain sure.

Just when she was about to lose her grip though she heard someone groan and suddenly her pants were not being tugged on anymore. As she tugged them up, her breath heaving, she felt her head become easy to move as well. When she tore off the burlap sack that covered her head Gelb and Torbin were on the ground and Nels stood there if Emma’s cudgel in her hand and gave Gelb another kick for good measure. “Come Emma!” She said as the men began to come around. “Come!” She said and extended her hand to her.

True to her word, Emma worked hard on the ship. It was incredibly tough work, and often harsh conditions, but Emma never once complained. She listened to everything Nels told her and paid close attention when she was teaching her new things. Nels would find that she would only have to show her once how to do something and then would never have to repeat it. Emma learned quickly and was not afraid to just jump in and try new things. The days were long and at night she would lie there feeling sore and missing Silas terribly. She could only hope that she was making him proud and learning everything that she needed to learn.

While she and Nels were not really friends, she had begun to really trust her. She was the only other female on the ship and they had started to rely heavily on one another to keep each other safe. Some men on the ship could be trusted while others could not. It was very early one morning about a week later when she awoke with a start. She couldn't breathe and in a panic she realized that someone was pulling down her pants. She struggled, not willing to just lie there and be raped. She couldn't yell out, and tried to keep a grip on her pants to keep them from being pulled down any further. Suddenly, she didn't feel the tugging anymore and she was able to remove the burlap sack from her head. She gasped for air and to her horror she saw it had been two men, Gelb and Torbin, who had been assaulting her. Looking up, she saw Nels standing there with her cudgel in hand and realized she had saved her. The two men were on the ground, but were starting to come around. She quickly took her hand, and didn't realize until she started to stand that she was trembling.

Nels got her up to the main deck then rushed her across and into Reggie’s cabin. It was fairly clean and she looked out the slats in the door incase those men gave chase. Emma saw that Nels was shaking too. “Gelb raped me 2 years past...him and another man that died in a fight,” she said. She took in a worried breath, a shaky breath as if her adrenaline was going crazy within her. She looked up at Emma. “I told ya ta be careful din’I? I told ya ta ave eyes in the back O yur head Emma,” she said though she looked upset. “Ya can’t tell tha cap’n, he’d kill em outright. Best ta not git raped Emma,” she said then turned to put her arms around her. Nels shook as she held Emma and Emma felt wetness on her cheek.

Nels was as tough as any man but obviously what had happened to her upset her greatly. What had almost happened to Emma had brought up those memories. Nels looked away embarrassed and wiped her eyes. “I’m not cryin so ya don hafta look at me like that,” she said and sniffled. She sat on the large trunk at the end of the bed and Emma could tell she was going to lose it. Her bottom lip trembled and tears ran down her cheeks.

“Sometimes I think about bein a lady and meeting gent..gent-le-men, fallin in luv, havin me own babe. I do..I think o it..sometimes. But...but the man I love ain’t such. He ain’t the settlin type. I’m gettin tired Emma. So tired sometimes, o fightin an this life. And its exhaustin luvin a man who don luv ya back. I know it,” she said and wimpered back her tears and looked down at her hands. When Emma put her arms around her Nels broke and the flood of emotion that she had held in for so long suddenly came out in wracking sobs. Silas had seen them head that way and he moved but stopped when he heard them talking. Emma looked up and she could see the angry look in his eyes. He had heard and knew he had heard too much.

“Gelb...where are you you fuckin animal!...Find Gelb and bring him to me!” He shouted angrily. “Oh fuck!” Nels cried.

Emma didn't care where they went, she just wanted to get away from Gelb and Torbin. She allowed Nels to lead her into Reggie's cabin. She was trembling badly, but was surprised to see that Nels was too. She felt a few tears come to her eyes as the realization of what had almost happened really started to sink in. She couldn't keep those tears back when she felt Nels but her arms around her. She had not expected Nels to hug her, but it felt good to know that she cared. She didn't want to think about what would have happened if she hadn't been there. However, what surprised her the most was when she felt a wetness on Nels' own cheek. Looking at her she could see the tears in her eyes. Knowing that Gelb had raped her made Emma feel sick to her stomach. She wanted to say something to her, but she wasn't sure what to say. There was nothing really that could be said about something as horrible as that. She had been lucky today and she could only hope something that like would never happen again.

Suddenly, Nels began to speak about falling in love and getting married and having a baby. These were surprising things to hear from Nels, but she listened quietly as tears continued to slip down her cheeks. How could any woman endure this? She had Silas, but she couldn't imagine what Nels went through everyday...or actually know she could. This was a very hard life and Nels was still young. She wanted something better for her. She moved closer to her and put her arms around her and felt Nels begin to sob against her. She was still crying as well and both women just sat there crying together. However, she then heard something and she looked up and saw Silas standing there with a fierce look in his eyes. She had seen him angry before...but never like this. She stood up as he quickly moved away to find Gelb. She grabbed Silas' arm and looked at him.

"Please, can we just talk about this first?"

Silas jerked his arm away. He backed away from her, his brow furled and he looked...hurt? Upset? She couldn’t tell by his outward expression. Gelb and the other man were brought out to him on the deck. There was a fine mist in the air and they lowered the sails to half. Gelb staggered out with Torbin with men behind them. They all looked at Silas and wanted to know what was happening.

“Gelb and Torbin, you were witnessed attempting to rape two of my crew, how do you plead?!” Silas shouted. Tobin’s eyes squeezed shut and Gelb stared bloody murder at Emma and Nels. “I pleads Innocent!” Gelb said and chuckled. “Thems there are liars!” he said and Silas closed his eyes and shook his head. “Emma, Nels, what say you, did these men try to rape you?” He asked plainly. Torbin looked fearful but Gelb just grinned darkly at them and crossed his arms as if he knew something they did not. Nels looked worried too.

Emma was horribly upset about the entire situation. She did not want to cause trouble on the ship, and yet they had tried to rape her and Gelb had raped Nels in the past. She knew that if she didn't say something that this was only going to continue. She looked at Gelb and Torbin and did not like the way Gelb was grinning at them. It made her uneasy, but she couldn't lie. Silas knew the truth and she didn't want to protect Gelb and Torbin and allow them to continue to do this.

"Yes, they did."

Silas wiped the wetness from his face and used his forearm for his brow. He was angry, he had been angry before but now...now he was furious. Emma didn’t understand how things worked. She did now though. Torbin groaned as Nels stared bloody murder at him. “Innocent,” he said and looked sick. “Very well,” he said and winced at Emma. “Reggie!” he said and reggie appeared. He handed Gelb and Torbin cudgels and then moved up to Nels and handed them cudgels. “He favors his left leg,” he whispered to Emma who looked confused as the men began to talk excitedly amongst themselves. Nels pulled her back.

“See, I tole ya! Ya stupid git! Not gettin raped is best, now we has ta fight em and Gelb be wantin ta hurt ya, I sawr it in is eye,” she said. “Since we accusin them and are witnesses and they says we layin we has to prove urselves an beat em. “Tobrin be a pussy but Gelb...I’m gunna crush is fuckin face!” she growled. “You ready? Just do Like I showed ya,” she said and wrapped the lanyard around her hand and showed Emma how. Gelb did too but Torbin didn’t and he held it awkwardly as if he didn’t really know what he was doing. He looked strong though Emma saw.

The men made a circle around them and Silas stood at the center. Nels and Emma on one side, Gelb and Torbin on the other. “You get em Nels! You fuck er wit it Gelb! Right in her bum!” Someone else yelled. “Oh by the way,” Nels said. “If we lose, we gits the lash too,” she said. “By da Cap’n’s own hand,” she added as she looked at Gelb.

Emma didn't understand what was happening when Reggie handed Gelb and Torbin cudgels. Then when she and Nels were handed them as well it became evident to her that they were going to have to fight. But why? Didn't Silas believe her? She was still horribly upset over what had happened and now she had to fight these men? She had never fought anyone before and Gelb and Torbin were large men. And if they lost then the attempted rape never happened? Emma found she couldn't even look at Silas. She was too upset and disappointed to look him in the eye.

Nels was talking to her and she listened to her as her resolve to win began to settle in. They had to. There was no other choice in the matter. She wrapped the lanyard around her hand like Nels and looked at Torbin. He was large and strong looking, but seemed rather awkward as well. She then heard Nels mention getting lashed if they lost and felt a genuine sense of fear come over her. Would Silas actually do that to her? She suddenly wished she was anywhere but on this ship right now. But she had no choice. She was going to have to fight...and win.

"I'm ready," she said as she glared at Torbin.

Silas held up his hands and everyone got quiet. “On this ship we have order and discipline. Since no one else has come forward to corroborate or deny this crime had occurred besides those involved we shall let ‘the code’ decide who is false and who is true,” he said. “There will be no killing or the breaking of bones if it can be helped since the crime did not involve such. Let the victors know that justice will be done this day,” he said then stepped out of the ring of men as several parted for him. He didn’t want to watch but knew that he had too. He looked at Emma and his eyes seemed to be...forlorn and apologetic.

And then Gelb raced at them with Torbin behind him…

He struck at Nels first, his club trying to hit her in the head. She shifted easily and hit him in the shoulder. Torbin came at her but had to readjust his cudgel. His hands were sweaty and he almost dropped it and showed up in front of her before he even raised his arm to strike. When her blow came at him he used his arm to deflect it. He grunted and then lashed out with his cudgel and poked her with it in the stomach. It hurt but Emma was filled with so much adrenaline she barely felt it. That and she remembered how he practically strangled her to allow Gelb to try and get inside of her. She almost lost her grip on her pants from the lack of air and then Gelb and maybe him as well would have raped her.

Nels and Gelb exchanged blows, Nels was like a cat, nimble and quick. Gelb barely was able to keep her in front of him as she rained blows from her cudgel from the sides. As Emma hit Torbin he tried to hit back but she was able to deflect him to a degree so his blows connected without much force behind them. And then she looked up. Gelb was near her but his back was to her and his full attention was on Nels. However if she went after him Torbin would be able to get at her back.

Emma felt her fear quickly dissolve into pure, white hot anger. She had never felt anger like it before and she suddenly felt as if she could take on anything. She held onto her cudgel tightly and was more than prepared to use it. She wasn't going to lose. She wasn't going to let these men get away with this. She was going to prove to everyone on this ship, including Silas, that she wasn't to be messed with. She struck at Torbin hard, but he used his arm to deflect her strike. He then struck her in the stomach with his cudgel. The blow hurt, but Emma quickly shook it off. She remembered awakening to the feeling of being strangled and her anger doubled. She struck at him again, this time even harder. She moved quickly, and being smaller than Torbin was much more nimble and agile. He tried to strike her, but she moved fast and was able to deflect his blows. She looked over to check on Nels and could see that Gelb was gaining on her. His full attention was on Nels and his back was to her. She knew she needed to strike now. She turned and took two quick steps over to Gelb and before he even knew what was happening she struck him in the side of the head with full force. It wasn't hard enough to kill him, but certainly to knock him out. As he started to collapse she sensed Torbin coming up behind her and she pushed Nels out of the way and ducked. His cudgel swung over her head. She then turned with the precision of a cat and looked him square in the eyes. He looked stunned and seemed to know it was over. With one final blow she sent him falling back onto the deck of the ship with a grunt. All of the men around her grew deathly silent. Her eyes were dark storm clouds as she glared at all of the men around her, including Silas. She threw her cudgel to the ground before helping Nels up and then walking away without a word.

The crew cheered and Nels staggered into Emma and put her arm on her shoulder. Nels had a gash on her eyebrow and a bruise was forming on her cheek. Gelb and Torbin tried to crawl but men kicked at them, laughed at them and begrudged them any help to stand. Silas was on the Captain’s deck. “I want to see you Emma...Now!” Silas shouted and everyone’s voices cut off. “Oooooo,” A few sailors murmured as if she were in some kind of trouble. And indeed Silas looked angry, his eyes were like deep, blue fire.

He moved into his Cabin and slammed the door behind him. Sailors winced toward Emma though many touched her arms and told her she did well. Nels let her go and pushed Emma away. “Fuckin go...Why ya lookin surprised ya stupid git, ofcourse he’s pissed,” she said then gave Gelb a kick. He groaned as Emma ascended up to the Captain’s deck and came inside Silas’s cabin. The door had just barely closed when she felt Silas’s arms go around her. He kissed her lips and his hands seemed to be everywhere. “I want you,” he said in a desperate tone as he began to work on her shirt buttons.

Emma's adrenaline was still pumping and she was still pissed. Hearing Silas' angry voice only made her even more angry. She clenched her fists and glanced over at him as he moved into his cabin and slammed the door. She stepped right over Gelb and Torbin and headed towards Silas' cabin. All of the men moved quickly out of her way. She walked in and slammed the door behind her, but just as she did she felt Silas' arms go around her. She was surprised when he began to kiss her and even more so when he started to unbutton her shirt. She pulled back and pushed him away. He would be able to see from her eyes that she was very upset and extremely angry.

"Stay away from me right now," she warned him. She began to pace back and forth in his cabin. "Do you understand what happened today? I was almost raped Silas! Torbin put a burlap sack over my head and nearly strangled me while Gelb pulled my pants down! If Nels hadn't been there they both would have raped me and maybe killed me. And if we hadn't won that stupid fight then we would have been punished! No wonder Nels didn't come forward two years ago when Gelb raped her! I'm not sleeping back down there with those men...and neither is Nels. I will do all the work that I am told to do and learn everything that I need to but you WILL NOT make us go back down with those men!"

Her pulling back and pushing him away angered Silas but he listened to her. God she was beautiful even when she was all disheveled and angry she was wondrous to look at. He grabbed her and shoved her back onto his desk. “You will do what needs to be done Emma...I told you that. Not all men are good men and I never knew about Nels. If I had...If I had! Gelb would not be on my ship!” he said. If she tried to get up from sitting he’d shove her back down. “I’m doing what I can and abiding by the code. If you think you deserve special treatment remember what it is that you really want!” he said forcefully. “Unless you’ve changed your mind about me, about us?” he asked in a tight voice.

“And make no mistake, if you’d have lost I would have done it...10 lashes in front of everyone. Because that is the way it is, that is the code. Not knowing how things are done on this ship is not going to give you special immunity to anything. And you weren’t raped and you beat them. AND are now in better standing with the men. Now are we going to fuck or not!” He asked forcefully. She could tell he was hard for her and obviously he needed her but he wasn’t certain she was in any kind of mood even close to having sex with him. It didn’t change how he felt though.

Emma glared at Silas. She looked like a wild cat ready that had been backed into a corner and was ready to lash out. She kept trying to get up, but he kept shoving her back down onto his desk. She was so angry and yet all of this yelling and knowing how badly Silas wanted her was starting to turn Emma on. She suddenly wanted him...just as badly as he wanted her...but she wanted something from him first.

"Get rid of Gelb and Torbin," she demanded. "Promise me you'll kick them off your ship at the next port and hold them in a cell until then and yes...we can fuck right here on your desk! Show your crew that you won't stand for this and I'll let you take me in whatever way you want!"

Her request, no demand! Made Silas’s anger rise again. But her acquiescence to his demands turned him on. His hand shot out and took hold of her jaw. He leaned toward her face, her eyes burned with anger and she dug her nails into his wrist to get him to let go. “You don’t tell me what to do on my ship,” he said in a dark tone nd know this. Gelb and Torbin are lucky I don’t gut them like fish and use their entrails as chum for the sharks. Their days are done here and you wound me assuming I would tolerate such a thing if i had known. You will get no promise, i either do a thing or I do not,” he said darkly and his hand moved to her throat but he didn’t really squeeze her he just held her.

“You get no new accommodations or allowances, do we have a bargain Emma?” he said angrily. The woman had nerve, he couldn’t deny that much nor how in love he was with her right then. When she nodded he took in a breath and let her go. He wiped his face of sweat, it had gotten quite warm inside the cabin just then. “Now get your fucking pants off, I want to taste your cunt before I fuck you,” he said in obvious irritation and impatience.

Even angry like he was Silas didn’t disappoint when it came to making her feel well and truly loved and needed. Even unwashed and sweaty as she was he made her cum with his tongue before she even saw his cock. Back downstairs Nels was in her bunk. When she heard Emma behind her she lifted her head to look at her then dropped back down. Her back was to her and she faced the brown blanket that she used to separate them from everyone else and they were alone for the moment. If Emma didn’t know better she’d think Nels was ashamed and embarrassed by what had happened to her. To them both. However she lifted up to look at her again and scrutinized her face. “Gahhkk! You fucked em din you?” She groaned. “I wanta git fucked too damnit,” she said into her pillow. She was obviously upset at everything but Emma herself. "I bet he used his tongue...did he?" She asked. When she didn't respond right away she groaned again. "It's not fair Emma," she said mournfully.

Emma sighed and laid down on her cot. She was already exhausted and the day hadn’t even really begun. In a few minutes they would need to get up and start working. Her anger had slowly dissipated after being with Silas. Knowing that he was going to get rid of Gelb and Torbin was enough for her. However, this entire event had taught her that she was going to need to be even more vigilant and even stronger. She had begun to prove herself today to the men here and to Silas, but it was going to take more and her resolve was hardened even more.

“Silas is going to get rid of Gelb and Torbin,” she told Nels. Up on the main deck she could hear them getting their lashings. “We won’t have to deal with them anymore.” She was quiet for a long moment before looking at Nels. “Thank you…for what you did. I don’t even want to think about what would have happened if you hadn’t been there. You’re…you’re a good friend Nels.”

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