Journey to the Source

Flario tensed up as he watched the pirates going to work. His eyes darted in every direction trying to detect any form of danger. When he was sure that they were safe, he let out a sigh of relief.

"I think we're gonna be okay, guys," Rolff announced, "these men may be pirates, but we seem to be one of them. At least that's what they think." His eyes scanned the deck for possible threats, but there were none.

"But," Dahlia whispered, "they're pirates..." That last came out a pathetic squeal.

"Do you like the surprise, boys," a voice suddenly asked. They turned to see Haría standing in front. Only this time she wasn't wearing a white dress. She was wearing a black leather top, exposing her tight stomach, a pair of black leather skintight pants and a pair of knee-high boots. A sword hung from one hip and a revolver from the other.

When the boys didn't answer, she chuckled.

"You," Flario started, pointing an accusing finger at Haría, "you're a pirate... or a piratess... or whatever the female word for pirate is these days. "

"Guilty as charged," Haría said. "And point that finger at me one more time and I will cut it off so quick, you won't even be able to scream."

Flario hastily pulled his hand back. He could have easily taken her if she had challenged him to a duel, but he couldn't hit a woman, could he?

"But that'll have to wait." Her friendly smile disappeared and a mischievous smirk appeared instead. "The captain wants to speak with you."

Why would the captain want to speak with them? They were nothing but his crewmembers now, just like the rest of the other men.

They followed Haría below deck to the captain's quarters. She gently knocked on the door and a voice told her to enter. She opened the door and stepped in. Then she motioned for the others to follow her. They hesitantly entered the room.

Captain Charles al Oba sat on a throne-like chair. Next to him there was similar much smaller chair, in which a young blonde woman wearing a pink dress was seated. She was obviously pregnant since her big belly wanted to rip the dress out of its seams.

"Ah, look who we have there," Captain Charles announced. He stood up and held his arms open to the three boys standing in front of him. He had a smile on his face.

Flario, Dahlia and Rolff didn't understand.

"Don't look at me as if you don't know what I'm talking about." Captain Charles said, the smile remaining on his face. He looked at Flario and said: "Prince Flario of Infernia," then he looked at Dahlia, "and prince Dahlia of Flora." He looked at Rolff. "And that guy."

"Hey!" Rolff protested, not liking the fact that the captain hadn't taken the time do any research on him.

Flario and Dahlia said nothing and just stared at the wooden floor. It was over. Their journey was over. Captain Charles was going to hand them over.

"What an honor to have two runaway princes on the Naked Sword," Captain Charles continued.

"What are you gonna do to us," Flario asked.

"Nothing. Why should I do anything to you?" Then he understood. "I will certainly not hand you over to your parents..."

"Are you going to keep us hostage and demand a ransom?" Dahlia asked.

"No, no. Good heavens, no." Captain Charles threw his head back and laughed out loud. "There's nothing I love more than two rebellious teenagers in love. I was the one who sent Mokk to you. If I weren't against the laws of Shiran myself, I would not have become a pirate. So it would go completely against my nature to not help you three in whatever journey you're on."

Flario, Dahlia and Rolff didn't know what to say. Should they trust this man? He had helped them and all, but was that reason enough to trust him?

"We are most grateful that you have taken us in, captain," Dahlia suddenly spoke, making a polite bow to Captain Charles, "we are forever in your debt."

"Dahlia," Flario warned in a hushed tone.

"What?" Dahlia said, holding up his hands in a helpless gesture. "He helped us, so I don't see why we cannot thank him. I may have offered my pretty face as a service to this man, but if he can get us across, I don't mind."

"Thank you, prince Dahlia," Captain Charles said, "or should I say Lolil?"

"It would be wise to keep your aliases," the young woman finally spoke, "only the three of us and Mokk know about your true identities. If the crew were to find out who you really were, they wouldn't hesitate to do horrible things to you and rape is included in there somewhere."

"Ah, I would love for you to meet my lovely sister and wife, Olivia." Captain Charles took Olivia's hand and planted a kiss on it.

"Wait, but she's pregnant," Flario noticed.

"Yes, with our 8th child," Olivia proudly announced.

Flario's mouth literally fell wide open.

"Isn't that just a tad, I dunno, incestuous?" Dahlia carefully asked.

"Oh, not at all," Captain Charles laughed, "all those rumors that people spread about Mongolic children being spawned if a brother and sister were to ever have unprotected sex are completely false. Not true at all."

"But still," Rolff said, "she's your sister..."

"Uh-huh," Captain Charles said, nodding his head, "and you are a hot piece of ass, but you don't hear me complaining about that, now do you?"

Rolff blushed. It was the second time today someone had complemented his appearance. He wasn't used to this kind of attention.

Captain Charles made his way over to Rolff and stood in front of him. He took Rolff's chin in his hand and whispered: "If you like, you could come by later tonight and fuck my friggin' eyeballs out..." He then grabbed Rolff by the groin. "You seem to be packin' some serious meat down there," he continued to whisper. He snickered. "Haría wasn't kidding." He let Rolff go and stepped back. He cleared his throat. "We could be expecting some company soon. It's one of the reasons I have summoned you to my cabin."

"What kind of company?" Flario asked.

"Enemy pirate ship," Haría answered. "It may be hard to believe but your precious kingdoms aren't the only ones at war in this world. For millennia pirates have been at each other's throats for no apparent reason. We have lost many men in this war, but loss was greater on the opponent's side..."

"How so?" Rolff asked. He had recovered from the intense groping and sexual whisperings he had received from the captain.

"First chance we get... we sink their ship..." Haría grinned. "Sure some of them can swim, but tell me, how many people in existence can outswim a Volarian shark?"

"You feed the survivors to the sharks?" Dahlia asked in disbelief.

"Well, yeah," Haría answered, shrugging her shoulders, "it's no big deal really. All it takes is one carefully aimed cannonball and you have yourselves a sunken ship and one happy swarm of Volarian sharks."

"You could, I dunno, take them captive and force them to work for you?" Dahlia ticked at the side of his head with a finger.

Haría wanted to say something, but closed her mouth again. She then turned to Captain Charles, who had listened to the debate with growing curiosity.

"Yes, yes," he said, picturing the scene in front of him, "we take them captive and have Borin fuck their asses till they die of pleasure... or pain... Whichever is more likely."

"Well, that's not what I had in mind, but it's a good idea," Dahlia said, nodding approvingly. "Funny, really, that a man with a dirty mind like yours hadn't thought of this before."

"I know," Captain Charles agreed. "I knew you had more to offer than just a pretty face."

Dahlia smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

That's when a loud alarm rang throughout the entire ship.

"Our guests have arrived," Captain Charles announced excitedly. He drew his sword. "Let's go greet them. Haría, Olivia, you gals stay here, while the men do all the hard work." He then ran out of his cabin.

Flario, Dahlia and Rolff followed him on unto the deck.

There the battle had already reached its climax. It was a sea hot writhing bodies, clanging swords and deafening gunfire. There were several dead bodies on the wooden floors, many of them beheaded. Some pirates were missing limbs, but still had enough energy to fight.

Dahlia ducked out of the way as pair of pirates tumbled his way. He hid behind a bunch of stacked barrels. Flario and Rolff soon joined him.

"So, here's the plan," Flario said, "Rolff and I go out there and you, Dahlia, find whoever needs medical attention. Use your medicinal herbs instead of your blood, it may be less effective, but I don't want your blood rushing through some dirty pirate's body."

"They're actually pretty hot," Dahlia chuckled, throwing a kiss at a pirate that had fallen victim to his opponent's sword and had fallen behind the barrels. "No worries," Dahlia assured him, reaching into his pouch and pulling out a red leaf. "Chew on this and no more fighting for you, ya hear me?"

The man took the leaf in his mouth and chewed. He felt a lot better instantly. He wanted to join his comrades in battle, but Dahlia pushed him back down to the floor and motioned for the ship's doctors to bring the man below deck.

"Go, guys," Dahlia urged Flario and Rolff.

Flario and Rolff ran into the battlefield and immediately joined the battle.

Dahlia watched as his lover beat down a few of the enemy pirates with a few agile movements. Rolff shook three of them off his body, picked them up and punched all three of them unconscious with one single punch.

Dahlia offered a red leaf to any one of the pirates who belonged to the Naked Sword. But when he accidentally gave a red leaf to one of the enemy pirates, he had no choice but to lie and give the man a purple leaf, saying that it will make him even stronger. The poor fool would thank Dahlia and chew on the purple leaf, only to die of a deadly poison a few seconds later.

An enemy pirate threatened to harm him and Dahlia drew his small knife to defend himself. But before he could do anything the pirate was struck down from behind. Dahlia moved out of the way so he wouldn't be crushed by the large man.

He looked up at the one that had saved him and stared directly in the cold disapproving eyes of master Tako. The man had a wide grin on his face and it seemed as if he had an erection. A pirate of the Naked Sword appeared behind him, ready to attack, but the pirate was suddenly engulfed in flames and Dahlia watched in horror as the man burned to death.

That's when Avigne appeared next master Tako, a mischievous grin on his face. "What have we hear, Toda-dear," he chimed, "it seems that prince Flario has left his pretty lover all alone and unprotected."

Dahlia stared up at the two men and he no longer felt scared. Now he was angry. He was furious. He reached into his pouch and grabbed a handful of seeds. Then he threw them on the floor in front of master Tako and Avigne.

"Look, Avigne," master Tako laughed, "the little shit thinks he can defeat us with a bunch of seeds."

Dahlia smirked and threw up his arms. At that moment the seeds burst open and hundreds of thorny vines crawled out, wrapping themselves around master Tako and Avigne, injecting them with a paralyzing toxin. Dahlia then released them and they fell to the floor, not being able to move a muscle. If only he could have done this three years ago.

In another part of the ship, Flario had stumbled upon master Toda. Immediately their swords clanged against one and other and the battle was on. Flario nimbly dodged all of his master's attacks, only getting nicked every now and then.

"I have thought you well, Flario," master Toda congratulated his pupil, "let's see if it's enough to stop me from taking you back to Infernia." And in a matter of moments, master Toda had ran Flario through with the sword.

Flario fell to the floor covering the wound with one hand and holding his sword in the other. Master Toda quickly disarmed Flario. He was just about to strike when a thorny vine wrapped itself around his body. The thorns pierced his skin, injecting the paralyzing toxin into master Toda's system. In a matter of seconds master Toda couldn't move an inch.

Flario knew that this was Dahlia's doing. He soon found that all of the other pirates from the enemy ship had been strung up by Dahlia's vines.

The Naked Sword had won!

The pirates of the Naked Sword let their swords fall to the ground and let out a roar of victory. They hugged and kissed each other and spat at the bound pirates.

Captain Charles walked over to Dahlia. "Not only is he smart and pretty," he announced, "but he is also the one who has allowed us to win this battle!" The pirates let out another roar of joy and chanted Dahlia's, or Lolil's, name.

"Tonight we shall have a victory celebration," Captain Charles announced, trying to drown out the chanting of his crew. "And Lolil hear will assist our medical staff in trying to whip my injured men back into shape."

There was another roar of chanting and then they all helped their comrades to the hospital wing below deck. There were lots of beds in the room, but they soon had to bring some stretchers in so that everyone could have a comfortable resting place. They would be sent back to their cabins after their treatment.

Dahlia handed out red leaves to anyone who wasn't in any critical condition, but those who were missing a limb or had been run through with a sword or had been shot multiple times got a drop of Dahlia's healing blood. It didn't grow any of the limbs back, but the wound was sealed and the unlucky pirate was relieved of all pain.

As for the surviving crew of the enemy ship? They were brought into one of the lower cabins of the ship where they were bound to the ceiling by their hands with leather straps. They were stripped of their clothes and oiled up with fine-smelling lubricant. Borin, the big black pirate, stood behind the twenty captured men, his foot-long cock hanging between his legs.

Among these poor unfortunate souls were master Tako, master Toda and Avigne.

"What do we do now," Avigne whimpered as he felt the black pirates hands applying the oil onto his entire body, giving a little extra attention to his asshole. "His cock is enormous..."

"We'll just have to bear with it, men," master Tako growled. "I've had a black cock up my butt before and it's not really that big of a deal. Sure, it's big and it hurts like hell at first, but once you adjust, it feels like heaven..."

Borin started rubbing the oil on master Tako's body. "I have orders to give extra attention to you three," he said in a deep voice. "But I assure ya that I will not allow you to 'adjust'..." He whispered these last words into master Tako's ear.

And soon the hard slapping of Borin's abdomen against the asses of the captured pirates and the moans and groans and screams of pain and pleasure echoed throughout the entire ship...