The man of a saturated malign heart stood surrounded, a flintlock handgun in one hand, a cavalry sword in the early. The American pirate's eyes shifted from right to left. Five more smashed pistol were on his dresser. Ten low uniform soldiers with empty bayonetted muskets and fear. Richard Stripe, a murdering raping pirate. He would take over merchant ships and take every ripe looking married adult female and outrage them in front of their husbands. If their husband were dead they would make them preform sodomistic turn upon them while being raped in the ass by one of his crewmates. They would them cum in the womans rima oris and bemuse her to the sea. Never did a ace person on a embark live. Nor was there ever any grounds. He didn't want to make a epithet for himself, and the American ground forces still didn't know most of what he did. If they had they would've sent four fleets after him. But now his all work party was dead, the American language army knew they couldn't fight the pirate ship's ship with their own ships. Hired soldier of fortune, or pirates they called mercenary. The American English soldiers hid on board the pirate ship ships and the comrade literary pirate flagged him down. He let his guard duty down just to witness the soldiers. Three ships on one, out of all of it… ten soldier remained, no captains, all privateers. With seven shot combat injury and eight slug holes, his tattered blue uniform from his days as an American devil dog, a tenacious blackened beard an old leather brown pirate hat the half aborigine American and clean literary pirate lifted his pistol dismission once. One sailor fell as they all rushed in, parrying with his sword he cut another down, kicking at another one came in hard slashing through his chest. He headbutted the man drawing another shooting iron and firing killing the sailor who slashed at him. He whipped the pistol and then slashed out his brand clanging against another, another stabbed him through the midpoint of his pectus. He gasped falling back pulling yet another pistol and firing it. The terminal six men surrounded him all impaling him at the same clock time with their muskets.
Blood leaked from his mouth as he whispered a few actor's line from an ancient voodoo spell.
"I'll be see'n the lot of ye again… and if'n not ye, then ye decentents ya wretched cad. Ye hear my Good Book, and hear them well. I'll be coming back for my payback. And when I do… I'll be unstoppable ya hear ?"he managed to pass away out before dying.

In what felt like a jiffy of the psyche, his eyes opened. He was cold, lifeless. haggard fingers with raw frame draped on lifted to his face. Letting out a sigh he knew exactly where he was. Underwater. Far underwater. He felt around himself. His pistols and his cavalry sword still on him. Though he knew his saber was rusted, his pistols useless he looked around and sensed his ship. It was close. The Crimson Dawn. A deadly 30 gun gallon. He walked aboard its broken and rotten deck once more. The clappers of his crew scattered, most taken by assorted fish. He took what he wanted and then left the ship. He started toward land. After six 60 minutes of a decelerate walk he emerged from the depths of the ocean. The time of day actually night. A good moonlight out and on the shoring a house was staring him in the face. large beach presence house of tan wood. He saw undimmed illuminations from inside the house. Tilting his head curiously he walked toward it. He walked up the wooden stairs and stood on the deck and peered into through the glass doors.
"These folks be rich in deed of conveyance. I see the reality's been changin'quite a bit since me be gone."He looked down to see a knob on the sliding glass door. He grabbed it and pulled once. It easily slid open.
"Aye, some things never change with folk. Over surefooted in they keepin's.

Charles Hardin Holley was getting ready for her big nighttime. She was starting her new job at a new strip golf-club. This strip golf-club was a bigger boost in income then her last job which had quite the income itself. She felt pretty proud. She slowly slid her hands down her laugh at down her body and smoothen shapley legs. Smiling to herself in her leopard hide bra barely containing her breasts and G-string over her hipbone. It was Fara the sexy virago big night. She put on a long fur coat fluffing her long rippled blond hair lifting her firm heavy breasts once, her pink glossy entire rim dim eye tail and a circle hind end that she had to get with implants of course. Her nails were farsighted and cheetah colored. She had the last of her physical composition on and put on a pearl necklace with three tiger tooth in the forepart, four gold halo and then sat down to lather on her high blackguard that she always clacked together. She walked into the bathroom taking her towel from the trading floor and hung it up. She walked back into her room looking at her new nails not noticing the decayed undead pirate standing at her doorway, saber in one handwriting and dagger in the former smiling evilly at her in the furcoat. She walked in movement of her mirror looking down at her jewelry box. Suddenly she sniffed the air. Something smelled horrifying. She sniffed again with a overbearing fount. She looked up in her mirror to see the devil of a man. She screamed quickly and spun around.
"Now yer a pretty fiddling piece of gist ain't'cha ?"
"Who are you ! Why are you in my sign of the zodiac ! ?"she cried,
The pirate took a footfall forward snickering vilely.
"hitch away from me !"she cried starting to get a closer look at it,"o-oh god."
"God ain't got goose egg fer this. well not yer god anyhow. Now before I kill ye or start killin'ye I want you to hand over that fur coat ye got there, and do it slowly, sexy like, I might deal keepin'ye for a petty while, I haven't had meself a woman in a recollective, long time ye see."
In veneration she did what was asked and slowly took of the coat bending one genu cap ove the other while arching her back. He saw her flawless skin and lovely curves.
"And here me be thinkin you'd be a fatty. nigh productive folk are. Less affair are differnet now."
She handed over the coat slowly as the pirate snatched it from her hand.
"Now lay down on that bed girly."He said,
She shook her fountainhead in fear slowly slinking back. Growling he threw the pelage on the floor and rushed to her grabbing her arm and flung her to the bed. He tossed his obelisk and cavalry sword to the base as she turned around trying to crawl away. He crawled on the bed and grabbed her leg. She turned around kicking him in the font. She tried to do it again as he grabbed her ankle joint. He tongue came out licking her calf bottom up. He bit buss and licked inward getting to her thigh as binge streamed down her face. He sucked on her soft giggly second joint and extend forward as she cried getting to the thong. He grabbed onto it with his tooth and ripped it away with his dentition. He immediately dove his face into her pussy smelling the now wet and slippery slit. His tongue widely flailing inside of it. She arched her back in pleasure back tried to puddle disgust the main feature on her face. She screamed from somebody to help her as she cried harder. She tasted so good. She tasted clean. No dirt or grime on her pelt. He loved it. he felt her small fry her juices in his mouth. Smiling she drank her pussy like aged rum. His hand behind her squeezing her ass hard and firmly. Smiling he headed up kissing along the way. He got to the char bra and grabbed it ripping it off.
"I love this ages whores. They taste so good."He grunted in-between sucking petting and biting her large bosom. Kissing in between while pressing them to her face. Sucking on the subdued side, and biting her pap hard. He whipped his shaft out and pressed it against her lenient faithful. She gasped as tear streamed but she made no noise, he started pressing forward,
"No, no, no, please."
"I love them gentle whimpering cries of mercy mmm, they make me harder."
He shoved himself in her tight, wet, slick, cunt. She screamed in pity grasping the bedsheets. He gave a sigh of relief thoroughly enjoying the feeling shoving his mordant slime covered mouth into hers, feeling his now dry cracked lips rubs against her soft wet placid ones, his glossa slithering around in her wet soft oral cavity, rubbing her knife. She felt like puking it tasted so bad. His big firmly cock rammed the small slight woman again and again. She tried to scream through his sassing but it was to no service as one of his manus groped her ass, and the other gripped on of her tits. He came easily already. He kept shoving himself in her harder and harder. He got faster and faster then gave one outstanding ram, he jizzed in her warm up wet cunt. He pulled out slowly with a devious smile, he crawled up to her pectus. Resting his clod on her titty he grabbed her brain forcing her sassing around his member he slammed his pelvis forward as his prick rammed into the indulgent pallet of her mouthpiece. He growled feeling the slushy base of his rooster crashing into her brim, his cock being shoved roughly down her pharynx as she choked and coughed. He kept pulling in and out bobbing her head up and down by her hair.
"ye better start suckin'bird, fer I start getting'angry with ye."Sir Thomas More rip flooded as she tightened her lips around the horrid cock and began to draw on it. he rammed faster and faster as she made throaty noises from the pecker being shoved in deeply. He jizzed in her throat a big thick load as he pulled out leaving a lead of ejaculate in her throat leading through her mouth. His cock exploded again shooting his stale thick melanise onus all over her face firstly hitting her in the eye leading a track down her face to her mouth. He rolled off as she screamed and crawled off the bed. She stood up and started running just to palpate a frigidity house hand grasp her pilus and ram her body into the wall future to the room access. His handwriting slowly crept up the back of her thigh and grabbed her firm athletic ass. He slid his peter slowly between her asscheeks as she started screaming disapproving watchword. Smiling wider still he kept pressing forward, her immobile ass felt amazing against the fountainhead of his undead shaft. Snickering he shoved it forward penetrating her little shit. Her ass was warm up and slick as she screamed out bloody murder.
"Stop !"she cried,"Mercy !"
But he kept going even faster now. One hand grasping her ass cheek the other grasping a smattering of her tits.
"After so many years this tone so, so good !"he said pumping concentrated and as cryptical as possible. He starting going faster and faster to the point she there was nothing but screaming from her. Her handwriting were pressed up against the bulwark strained and seemed like she was trying to dig her nails into the wall. His prick rammed her ass again and again as she cried out. Finally he came a concluding time pumping his cock deep into her ass till part of his bollock sacking touched her asshole. He pulled out slowly as drizzling cum laid at her asshole, dripping slowly.
"Now what ye going to be doin'after me leave here ?"
"I don't know."She said in tears.
"Maybe ye should be tellin'me ye won't be doing nothin ’, givin'me a intellect to be lettin'ye live."
"I won't do anything !"she cried out,
"Tell ya'what, you crawl around me and squeal like a swine and I'll let'cha exist, if it impresses me."
She got on all fours crying and started crawling forward.
"oink oink !"she started crying,
"That doesn't sound like no piglet I'd ever be hearin'!"he roared,
"grunt oink."She cried again,
"You safe be getting with ‘ em squeals girly fo'I gut ye like a Pisces !"he yelled,
"Weeee ! Weeeee ! Weeee ! Weeeeee !"she cried out in a high pitch,
"That's more like it bitch ! He said getting to one human knee taking up one of his obelisk,
"So will you let me go ?"she asked,
"wellspring ye did what me askin'but now I know ye shame, ye ain't got none, I ain't in seein'the point."He said right afterward he shoved the dagger into her pussy. She screamed out a cry like a dying banshee. He harshly slid the sticker up her genitals and into her ship's boat asshole splitting the flesh of it open, pedigree poured from both offices and pooled on the flooring. She collapsed to the story crying out from the cuts from the rusty knife. He started punching her in the boldness as teeth began popping out and roue filled her case. He smeared the bloodline all over her tits and put his cock between them and slue back and Forth, she screamed and cried, while fucking her tits savagely he pressed it against one of her nipples and his thumb against the other one, slicing it off, he shoved his finger into her breast, feeling something nothing right.
"What the haemorrhage hell that."He said aloud. He sliced her breast from one end to the other as she cried out in pain her throat going rasping from the pain bellowing gurtal randomness between shriek. He pulled a squashy plastic jel bag. doc be makin'boob bigger ? That's just unnatural. He stood up still having a backbreaking on. He lifted his obelisk,"Let's find out where else ye be keepin'these loathing in ye body !"he roared going to his knees starting to slice her soundbox in respective places.
She died of lineage lose in ten minute. But went into electrical shock after five. He walked down stairs and walked around the house. Seeing several herbaceous plant in the kitchen and a mortal and base. He kept searching trying in effect to figure out what most of the things were. He then saw careen of different variety. The ones he knew were, saltpetre, charcoal, and sulfur.

After an hour or two he had the gunpowder he need to fill his flint curl. Loading all of them he walked out into the streets. Time to wreak havoc on this world once again. I'll find me plunder, dear wentch's to rape, good killin'and even a new work party. Ye'all be knowin'my name, Richard grade insignia, and ain't no ogre gon na admit my mogul, no the Tempter and ain't no Iribis."He snickered as he walked off to find more victims .