HMS Seawolf by Michael Aye

Author:Michael Aye
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: C & M Online Media, Inc.
Published: 2011-08-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Someone was screaming. Screams intermingled with cries and loud sobs. As Gabe tried to clear the fog from his brain he could hear the cries. They were muffled but close by, women—the cries were women—and seemed to be coming beyond the wall where Gabe had been lying. As he reached to touch the back of his head he felt a weight tugging at his arms. He was manacled. A chain went from wrist to wrist, then another was around his waist and still another attached the chains shackling his arms to the one around his waist. The chain around his waist had a tail and was attached to something. It was dark in his prison so Gabe on his knees followed the length of chain to a wall. About three feet off the hardwood floor he found the chain was attached to a large ring bolt. Not unlike that on a slaver they’d taken as a prize last year.

Next to the wall the sounds from the next room were much clearer. Now there was a mixture of sounds. In addition to the cries and whimpers of women there was also the laugh of men. Right away he recognized the voice of Montique and Hindley. Hindley was addressing his boss.

“Can the men have a turn now, Mr Montique?”

A slight pause then Montique answered, “Tomorrow night, but tell that bull Smith if I lose another from his sodomizing he’ll pay. The Dey of Algiers doesn’t take it kindly when his merchandise can’t hold their bowels.”

“I’ll warn him, sir. I’ll threaten to take the cost of the wench from his pay.”

“And I’ll have the hide off his back as well,” Montique said.

As the two men stepped out of the prison where the captive women were kept, Montique could see Faith sitting on the top step of the plantation house. She had her legs drawn up to her chest with her chin on her knees.

“Has she come around yet?” Hindley inquired.

“No, not yet, and I’m losing patience,” Montique answered. “If she’s not willing by the time I return from Charlestown I may send her on a trip to Algiers. I could get more for her than the whole group we got penned up.”

“Should I help persuade her some?” Hindley asked, hoping to have his way with Faith. He’d seen her in the low cut dresses acting so innocent. He’d also seen her naked. He had climbed the oak tree and lain on a limb while Nanny readied the tub and Faith undressed as he watched. She was ripe and he was ready to pick the fruit.

Montique had come to a stop and appeared to be considering Hindley’s suggestion, “No, not yet. Keep an eye on her. Give her free rein, but watch her closely. If she doesn’t want me when I get back, Ali Dey can have her. Let’s see how she likes the Dey’s ‘keeper of the honey’ watching over her night and day. The big eunuch stands with his arms crossed and a great scimitar in his hand guarding the only entrance to the harem’s quarters.

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