A terrific storm has indeed arisen with scarcely any previous warning, as is usual in the Tropics. When the captain came on deck he found everything in confusion. All hands were piped up; but before it was possible to take in sail, the fore top-mast and jib-boom were carried away, and the ship encumbered by the wreckage, became the sport of winds and waves.
Sporio offered his help and soon proved himself to be a smart and skilful seaman. After great exertions the wreckage was cleared away and the ship got under some control but so great was the violence of the storm, that we were compelled to let the ship drive before it under a treble-reefed spanker and foresail.
Meanwhile in the cabin all was terror and confusion. Lady Stanhope and her daughter caught hold of one another and shrieked. The sea poured down the open hatches. The smashing of glass and crockery added to the din. The lights were out, we were up to our knees in water; and everything that could move was knocking and plunging about.
At last the ship righted herself a little, and, with Zilla's help, I got the lamps relighted, and the place into some kind of order.
Sporio and the captain visited us occasionally, and assured us there was no further cause for alarm, as the worst was over, and they were now busy putting the ship to rights.
Next afternoon the storm ceased almost as suddenly as it began; but when our position could be ascertained, it was found that we had been driven far out of our course, and that we were not far from the coast of Mexico.
The sea gradually went down, and every effort was now being made to get the ship into sailing trim again. In this service, Sporio turned out to be a valuable aid. The captain was delighted with him, and with the governor's permission appointed him mate – his jury-mate, as he called him – for the time being.
But now came a sad and sorrowful turn in my ever-changing life.
During the calm of that night, when most of the crew were taking a little rest after their violent and long-continued exertion, we were boarded by two large boats crammed with armed pirates. They had observed the crippled condition of the ship, and stole upon us in the dark without being noticed until just alongside.
The captain and the watch on deck made the best fight they could, but were quickly overpowered by numbers, and my gallant friend, so kind, so genial and so true, was slain bravely defending his ship and doing all in his power to protect those entrusted to his charge. Alas! Alas!
Such is life.
The pirate chief, whom they called Don Pedro, soon made his way into the after cabin, accompanied by his two lieutenants.
Then commenced such a scene of outrage, lust and violence, as is difficult to describe.
Don Pedro had already made himself acquainted with the number and quality of the women on board, and also with the rank and office of Governor Stanhope. He addressed him in a kind of Spanish patois, mixed up with Yankee oaths and slang phrases, to the effect that he was his prisoner, and that he would keep him under strict guard until a full and sufficient ransom was paid by the British government; that he regarded the ladies as his proper spoil, but that their lives would be spared if they were obedient and submissive to him and his mates. 'But remember,' he shouted, turning to us with a dreadful look and a fearful curse, 'Mesdames, if you oppose me, or offer any resistance, I will shoot you through the head, and pitch you out of the cabin window,' and by way of emphasis he fired off his pistol close to our faces as we sat crouching together.
He then bound the old governor to his seat, and directed his lieutenants to drag out Lady Stanhope and strip her naked.
She cried and entreated, but it was all of no avail; they never stopped until they had her stripped of every stitch except her stockings, and placed her standing in the midst with her hands tied over her head, and the cord fastened to a ring in the beam above.
Don Pedro surveyed her with the cool air of a connoisseur, and with a Spanish oath pronounced her a fairer bit of mutton than might have been expected.
And indeed, I was surprised myself; I knew her to be fair and fat, but I had no idea that she had such a smooth white skin. Her belly was round and full, a little protruding perhaps, but it was set off by an unusually large tuft of jet black hair that filled up all the space between its lower part of the adjoining thighs; but what attracted my attention were the two half-globes behind; not only were they extremely full and beautifully shaped, but they had a more dazzling whiteness than any buttocks I had ever seen.
The next order was given to strip her daughter in like manner. Poor Blanche, sobbing bitterly and shivering with fright, clung to me; our common misfortune having drawn us together, and dissipated her foolish pride, she cried most piteously, 'Oh, Queenie, can't you save me? Oh! What shall I do?'
I tried to comfort her by saying, 'We have nothing to do but to submit as best we can, and hope for better things.'
As they were dragging her away, one of the men, whom I heard called Carlo, stooped close to my ear and whispered in good English: 'Offer no opposition – be courageous, trust and wait,' and giving me a significant look, added 'Sporio.'
My heart bounded at the word. 'Sporio will save us,' I said to myself, 'I will be courageous, trust and wait.'
Blanche resisted more than her mother, and when they attempted to remove her chemise and drawers, she screeched and kicked with all her might.
Don Pedro grinned in satanic pleasure, and told them to throw her on her back on the table, and hold her legs asunder, while he fucked her in the presence of her father and mother; but first, let the old fellow enjoy a good view of his daughter's cunt and ass; I suppose he has not looked upon those precious secrets since she was a baby.
They took her up bodily and carried her over to him, and held her up, so that he could not help looking at the rich hairy gap that extended down between her widespread thighs. But to say the truth, he did not seem to regard it as any great punishment to be forced to gaze on his daughter's nakedness.
'Make him kiss it, boys, rub his old nose into his daughter's private scent-bottle.' They pressed her cunt and bottom to his face, and rubbed it up and down over his mouth and nose.
I hope I don't wrong him, but I saw him smack his lips when they let her down, as if the taste and smell were both pleasant and exciting.
'Lay her down on the table again, and now bring forward that little half-breed' (poor me), 'and let us see what she is like when peeled.'
When they put their hands on me, I said, 'Please don't, let me do it myself.' And Carlo nodded approvingly, as I quietly divested myself of all my usual coverings. Then Don Pedro, beckoning me to him, said: 'Good, my little dame, you are now the best; now find my pego and bring it into view.'
I understood him tolerably well, for I had learned something of the mongrel jargon he spoke from two runaway slaves that were found by Captain St John in an open boat off the island of Cuba and brought by him to my father, who treated them well and placed them among his negroes. They were great friends of Zilla's, and we picked up from them a smattering of Spanish as it was then spoken in the Indies.
So I at once obeyed, and knowing something of his dress, I unbound the rich shawl round his waist, and opening his tight-fitting breeches, I groped for his prick, and soon drew it out together with the wrinkled bag that held his large firm stones.
Pirate though he was, he had a handsome tool, and his cods were large and round like a stallion's.
He was evidently pleased at the way I regarded his affair, especially when I frigged it softly up and down; but I quite won his heart when I pressed its smooth glossy head to my lips, and allowed its point to pass into my mouth.
After enjoying this little by-play for a moment, he got up and went to the table where the other two were holding Blanche still struggling on her back. She was keeping one hand pressed firmly on her cunt, while she kicked violently with her feet, and bit and scratched any part of them that came within her reach.
Don Pedro laughed at the frantic exhibition she was making of herself, and seizing her hand he pulled it roughly off her cunt, whereupon she drew it back and fetched him such a box on the ear that the smack sounded through the cabin.
The two lieutenants, though somewhat alarmed, could not refrain from laughing; while he, stunned at first by the affront, grinned most maliciously, and ordered them to turn her over.
He then smacked her bare bottom with the full force of his muscular arm until he made it all over as red as a cherry.
Then drawing apart the lips of her cunt now of the brightest crimson inside, he plunged his fiery-headed prick into its soft recesses, and proceeded to fuck with great skill and tremendous vigour.
This mode of treatment soon caused her to cease struggling and submit quietly to what was now clearly and palpably inevitable; besides, the very excited state of her bottom must have rendered the action of his prick in her cunt agreeable.
As soon as he had discharged, he drew out his inflamed tool, and sitting down to rest, he called one of the others, named Federigo, and told him to go at her now, as he knew he had a special fancy for a buttered bun (i.e. a cunt just wetted by another's spunk).
Federigo needed no second invitation, but at once took his chief's place, and plunged into Blanche's well moistened gap. I expected she would cry out, but not a bit of it; she seemed to relish the second turn more than the first; and, what appeared to me still more strange, her mother, who at first had kept her head turned away, now watched with growing interest the rapid jerks of Federigo's rump as he drove his eager prick in and out of her daughter's highly excited cunt.
Meanwhile Don Pedro directed me to pull out the governor's affair, and frig it into life. I obeyed at once, and as I knelt before him, petting and kissing the dear old prick with which I was already familiar, he told me to cock my rump, then motioned to Carlo to take me in the rear, if he liked.
Carlo came with alacrity and knelt behind me, and putting his arms round under my belly leaned over my back, and poking his stiff prick up between my thighs, whispered in my ear, 'I won't, unless you give your kind permission.'
'You may,' I answered, 'for I like you, Carlo,' on which the old governor smiled at me, and being soothed by my attention to himself, said, 'You are a brave sensible girl, Queenie. You understand that when our kismet comes we must bend before it whether we like it or not, and true philosophy teaches us to try and make the best even of adversity itself.'
His stiffening tool however plainly showed that his kismet had not deprived him of the capacity for amorous enjoyment. It literally bounded in my hands as he watched Carlo pushing his prick into me from behind and with firm but gentle strokes reach the desired goal, just as Federigo with a shout poured his boiling sperm into Blanche's overflowing cunt.
Meanwhile Lady Stanhope was standing with her hands tied over her head, and although evidently tired of that constrained position was intently watching all that was going on.
As soon as I stood up, she appealed to me to get her released.
'Tell him,' she said, 'I will be quiet and obedient, too, for I see that no good can be gained by resisting.'
I at once begged Don Pedro to have her hands untied, and promised that she would comply with his desires as far as possible.
'Well, we will give her a chance,' and he told Carlo to cut the cords binding her hands. Then turning to me, he desired me to order Blanche to stand on the locker over her father with her legs on each side of him and her cunt on his mouth.
With great difficulty, I got her to obey this unnatural command, and indeed she only complied when her father himself told her it was wiser to obey as their lives were in peril.
I don't think he felt any great disinclination himself, for as soon as I had got her into the required position, he began to lick with evident gusto all within the savoury chink.
Don Pedro observed it too, and cried, 'So far, so good,' and turning to me, said: 'Now, get the mother to stand up too, and frig her daughter, while the father licks her cunt; so we shall complete the family circle.'
Seeing that her ladyship hesitated, he pounded on the table with the butt of his pistol and so terrified her that she jumped upon the locker at once, and putting one hand on her daughter's buttocks, she frigged with the other the upper parts of her cunt, the chink below being filled with her father's tongue.
He next told Federigo to stand on the locker at the other side, and present his prick for Blanche to suck. She threw back her head in disgust, but the old gentleman said, 'Suck it, Blanche; anything to satisfy them.'
She then bent her graceful neck and took the pirate's prick into her dainty mouth just as it was, and quickly relishing the taste, rolled her tongue round its swelling head.
Then Don Pedro mounted on the other side, and embracing what he called Lady Stanhope's splendid arse, managed after a few attempts to force his well-greased tool up into her entrails as she stooped forward frigging her daughter's cunt.
I then, at a nod from him, resumed my former place between the governor's knees, sucking his prick and tickling his stones, while Carlo again entered my love regions from behind.
The thought now occurred to me as I looked up what a remarkable tableau vivant we formed. I was struck with the subdued earnestness combined with the most intense action that seemed to permeate each member of the group. Oh, for some artistic eye to discern and cunning hand to portray the scene of impassioned lust and most refined lechery; but there was no one besides the actors in that dimly lighted cabin to witness how that fine old English gentleman, impelled by relentless fate, relished the sapid flavour of his daughter's cunt, while her own mother, driven by the same necessity, with active fingers drew forth its bubbling sweets; she herself enjoyed at the same time the embrace of a lusty pirate, whose prick was buried in her vitals just under her husband's nose; and above his venerable head, his daughter received between her dainty lips the spending prick of another of the band, while his own organ of delight delivered its diminished stream, though with equal pleasure, into the mouth of a sympathising friend.
But this spending, as everybody knows, is rather exhausting work, therefore when the last throb was felt, and the last gush of melting love was poured forth, we gladly changed the tableau, and threw ourselves into various attitudes of repose.
Meantime, I untied the weary hands of the old governor and Don Pedro dispatched Carlo for a supply of the best liquor to be found in the captured ship.
Here it may be well to pause and, in order to make what follows more intelligible, narrate the events which had previously occurred in other parts of the ship, as I learned the afterward.
As soon as the pirates had obtained complete possession of the ship after a brief struggle on deck, they bound securely every man of the crew and locked them into the forecastle.
Sporio, as being only a servant, and because he might be of use in directing their search and providing refreshments, was left at large. He quickly recognised Carlo as an old and favourite messmate, and having taken him down into the hold under pretence of showing him where the governor's plate chest was stowed away, he made himself known to him.
His old friend was delighted to meet him again and said he never should have know him now that he had grown his beard.
In the course of their hurried conversation, Carlo happened to remark that his present life was very distasteful to him. Sporio at once replied that now a grand opportunity of complete deliverance was presented such as might never occur again; that if he joined him in effecting the rescue of the governor, he would be certain not only to obtain a free pardon, but also to be very handsomely rewarded. By these and similar arguments, he induced him to promise his hearty cooperation, but on condition that the lives of the pirates should be spared. Sporio then explained his plan, which was to supply them freely with drugged spirits, and then, leaving them bound in their own boats, to make all sail for Trinidad; that he was able to do this, for he had charge of the governor's medicine chest, in which were large quantities of laudanum, morphia and other narcotics. He then gave him the message for me, and begged him to have a care that we receive no real injury.
This all occurred in a very brief space of time and immediately before Carlo entered the after cabin with Don Pedro. In the meantime, the pirate crew pounce upon Zilla and the English maid; the latter who resisted, was very severely mauled, dragged about, and really hurt; whereas Zilla, who both from necessity and inclination let them have their will of her, escaped comparatively unharmed.
They stripped her, they felt her, they gazed at her turned up and turned down; they sucked her cunt, and they sucked her bottom, above and below, one after the other and sometimes three and four together; for her part she played with their pricks, petted their stones and tickled their bottoms; she frigged them and sucked them until they one and all declared her to be the randiest and most gamesome little devil they had ever met.
She certainly did display the most wonderful powers of endurance.
She told me that after the twenty-fifth fuck she gave up counting, and that for more than two hours her hands, mouth and cunt were never without a prick. My belief, from observation, is that if a woman will only submit quietly and keep her temper and humour the men, she can stand almost any amount of fucking without serious injury.
All this time, Sporio had been most liberal supplying them with the strongest rum and other spirits, all well charged with narcotic drugs, and so, by degrees, from the effects of drinking and fucking, they one by one dropped off and fell into a dull and heavy slumber.
Now let us return to the after cabin: Don Pedro, as we have seen, feeling not a little exhausted after his exertions, told Carlo to find out from the governor's servant where he kept his master's store of spirits, and to bring in a good allowance of the best.
Carlo obeyed with great readiness, and soon returned with Sporio, carrying a case of choice rum, 'the finest Old Tom', he said, and proceeded to draw the corks while Sporio provided drinking vessels.
As the latter set a cup before me, he whispered: 'Don't drink, only pretend, to make them take more.' They pressed us to join, and we all sipped a little while we kept their glasses filled, for though I did not know the reason, I saw that both Carlo and Sporio were trying to force drink on them. But indeed they did not require much forcing, and very quickly the drugs began to take effect; they nodded their heads and soon fell into a heavy stupid sleep.
Now came the time for action: their weapons were carefully removed, and then Don Pedro and Federigo were gagged and tied up in the strongest manner, while we poor women, trembling with eagerness and excitement, were joyfully putting on our clothes after having been stripped for the past two hours.
Then Sporio and Carlo went to look after the other pirates; they found that all between decks were asleep, and that Zilla had cautiously put away all their weapons, but there was still the watch on deck and also a couple of men in each of the boats. They had all taken a share, however, with the exception of one man who refuse to take any in the most determined manner – he said he had killed a comrade in a drunken fit, and though acquitted by his fellows he had sworn to his patron saint not to touch spirits for a year.
Zilla was in despair, but Sporio suggested taking in a cup of coffee well dosed with morphia.
She lost no time, and was quickly at his side putting forth her wheedling powers; she wanted to be with him, she said, and had brought him that cup of coffee as a mark of her special favour; who could resist her? The coffee was drunk, and the certain effect speedily followed.
So with respect to all the others, in turn they each succumbed to the influence of the potent drug; then having been securely bound they were lowered into their boats and laid along under the thwarts, without weapons, and with only two oars for each boat, lest they might afterward pursue the ship. Then they were cut adrift and left to their own resources. Our own men had of course been released as soon as it was possible to do so with safety, and they now, under the direction of Sporio, bent every available sail and soon left the pirates far astern.
Sporio, with the consent of all, assumed the command of the ship, with Carlo as his mate, and steered for Trinidad. He was now the hero of the day. The governor was profuse in his thanks, and we all hailed him as our deliverer and lauded his coolness and his skill.
But poor Lady Stanhope was taken very ill. She had long suffered from heart disease, and the excitement and terror of that night proved too much for her, and notwithstanding that her daughter and I attended her most assiduously, aided by Sporio's medical resources, she passed away, and the next day her remains were solemnly committed to the deep.
This sad even threw Blanche and me more together and cemented our newly formed friendship. The old governor, too, in spite of his sorrow seemed relieved, and joined his daughter in requesting me to make their house my home during my stay on the island. He said he would write to my father to allow me to remain with him as companion to his daughter, and that he would look after my education himself.
His invitation was acceptable to me for many reasons and I gladly consented to stay at Government House until a reply had been received from my father.
We saw no more pirates, and after a quick and pleasant sail cast anchor at Port of Spain where, thankful for our miraculous escape, we gladly prepared to enjoy once again the comfort and security of our freedom.