His face felt brused and broken, his nose crooked and his teeth still shaking like a newborn lam, to but it blunt Alex felt like he just got the ass beating of a lifetime.
He groaned as he lifted his head, finding himself to be sitting down on a wooden surface, but something was wrong, there was a tightness and weight around his chest and wrists, when he moved it rubbed and burned his skin, when suddenly it hit him, he couldn't move.
Alex was fully alert, snapping his head up only to slamb it into another hard surface, squinting his eyes from the pain and the blinding light of the sun, but beyond that he became aware that he wasn't alone, straining to open his eyes he yelped in surprise from the dozen or so women that surrounded him, ranging from redheads to brunets, blonde and black, tall, short, busty and sexy, there was truly a wide variety of individuals surrounding him.
Their wispers and murmers began to creep louder, but the pain made it near impossible to understand any of their gossip, turning his head he almost jumped out of his restraints from the close face to his left.
"Well well well, not everyday a MAN gathers the stones to stow away on a bounty ship hey ladies" she said with a laugh, accompanied by snickers and laughter from the crowd. The woman that had spoken was a truly beautiful woman, with fire like hair, cut short to her sholders in a messy cut, with strands clinging to her face and neck haphazardly, she had dark tanned skin, with a familiar cross swords on her cheek, her eyes a deep dark brown with long eyelashes, her nose looked as if it had been broken recently, a bandage covering the bridge, the skin an angry red and purple, she had a split lip and a scar above her right eye, but her expression rested in a carefree joyful look.
She wore a thin strapped vest that was cut to rest at her sholderblades, its front open with a crossed rope design holding it together, its red fabric the only thing containing her almost exposed H cup breasts, she had a black sash over her sholders, clearly something seen nestled inside, hidden from view.
"Hey mate, unless you got the nerve to rip theis pups out you better look me in the eye and not at me tits" she said, her anger and accent clear, was that Scottish?, maby Irish?, it was hard to tell, but Alex swiftly followed her advice.
She gave him a smirk as she rustled his hair, her arm well built, but not to that of a bodybuilder, not by far, but it was enough to lead Alex to believe he shouldn't try anything funny, especially based by the multitude of daggers that sat sheathed on her wide hips "well well, maby ya got more sense that I thought lad"
The crowd became silent as the sudden sound if a door closing was heard, followed by heavy boots hitting the wooden floor echoed throughout wherever they were, the crowd quickly clearing a path as the familiar raven black hair rose from a set of steps, the readhead suddenly straightened up, her face becoming serious "captain on deck, c'mon move it ya sea cats move it!" She Shouted as all the women scattered, either down the steps or a few leaping up and scurried up some netting Alex hadn't noticed before.
Turning his attention back to who he now knew to be the captain he was confused by her physique, sure she was still absolutely ripped, her clear temper making the muscles on her arms twitch, but then his eyes wandered to her abs, wait, where were her abs, it their place her midriff had ballooned out, almost as if.....
The captain turned her profile to face the read head, who stood at attention "captain we stand at the ready, she seems to have a last bit of fire in her" said the read head, gently holding whatever was in the sash.
The captain gave a chuckle "good, we have her now, one more day should have the beast worn-out enough that she won't put up a fight, also Lana be at ease, with everything that's happened so far, the yes mam no mam is getting to me" said the captain her voice clearly british, placing one hand on the read head Lana's sholder, and the other on her extremely swolen form.
Lana then turned back to him, Alex's blood running cold from her icy gaze "what about this one Liz, we still don't know where the blaggard cungered imself from" she spat, her hand now resting on one of her knifes hills, when captain Liz held out a hand for her to stand down.
"Keep the crew at the ready, the Leviathan has never lost its prey and I don't intend to start because of my sudden.....contition" said the captain, looking down at herself in frustration before glaring at Alex, "and as for that one, untie him from the Mizzen and to the foremast, well deal with him later, for now, we have a monster to catch" she said with a grin, doing her best not to waddle as she stood to the side of the helm, placing her hand on the grip, gazing ahead.
"Cmon ye heard the captain move it third leg" said Lana as she sliced through the ropes and forced him down the stares to the main deck.
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Oooooo what's going on with the captain?, oh well, for now there are bigger fish to fry......literally.