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horizon for reinforcements,” Deegan said in a hushed voice.   When they returned to the pirates waiting topside a few minutes later, Peter’s eyes were bright with excitement.   Deegan said, “We have found seven women, sleeping in the cabins.   There is no sign of their crew, and the last two cabins near the stern are empty.”
     
    The absurdity of the discovery was discussed quietly by the pirates.   Johnny suggested, “Maybe they have taken their pay and abandoned the women?”
     
    “Or maybe your first thoughts were right, and the armed ship with the crew and guns is using the sloop as a decoy.   I think we need to hasten our attack and secure our treasure before the warship returns,” Deegan replied.
     
    The men were in agreement, as it would be the first time they would not have to spend the decades sharing women.   Even if the warship returned and was victorious, the pirates would merely wake up on the island with a long, lonely wait.   Deegan led his crew silently down the steps, sending half to the stern and bringing the other half towards the bow with him.   The men stood outside the closed doors with their hands nervously twitching at the thought of the treasure they would discover inside.   Their Captain gave a silent signal, and the business of capture commenced.
     
    Deegan entered the cabin and closed the door behind him.   The woman was curled on her side, facing away from him, and he saw the length of her golden hair curling under her hip.   As his boisterous crew made their presence known in the other cabins, the sleeping woman began to shake herself groggily awake.   “Thelma?” she called out.   Deegan’s resolve was shaken when the girl opened her eyes… Clarette’s eyes.
     
    Monique thought she had heard Thelma scream, and her fuzzy mind tried to grasp whether it was part of a dream.   She had the eerie feeling that she was not alone in the cabin, and in the gray light of dawn she located a fierce large man standing across the small room.   Monique bolted upright and crushed herself against the wall with a shriek.
     
    At first, Deegan thought the woman was sleeping in her chemise instead of a proper gown.   When she threw the covers off, he learned it was a thin top and that the girl was wearing men’s pants.   None of the scene made sense to him, but foremost was the unforgettable, terrified gaze of the eyes staring wildly at him.
     
    Monique heard what sounded like a slap, and there was another piercing scream from one of her friends.   Those sounds were accompanied now by crying and sobbing from the other rooms, and she wondered how many men had boarded their boat.   She knew there were still active pirates attacking merchant vessels and others mostly near Africa, but she had thought the Caribbean was safe.   While her mind worked frantically for an explanation and a solution to her circumstances, she watched the man’s face and she felt the strange sensation of déjà vu and the impossible notion that she had met him before.   He had neither moved nor spoken since she had discovered him.   “Please,” she whispered, her voice shaking, “Take what you want and don’t hurt us.   Set us in the raft if you want the boat.”
     
    Frightened tears slipped down her cheeks when the man laughed with obvious delight at her terror.   Deegan’s cock was at full staff with a desire he had not felt since Clarette had been his possession for a short time so many years ago.   Part of his mind wondered if she had come back to release them, or to place an even harsher restriction to their torment.   This time he would conquer her.   He would enslave and possess every inch of her body and soul, and delight in tormenting her for the curse she had put on him.
     
    Monique watched the emotions cross his face, from anger through lust, and finally a cruel determination.   Deegan replied in his thick French accent, “I fully intend to take what I want, girl.”   He