Maddy Mine by Maren Smith

Author:Maren Smith [Smith, Maren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: bdsm, erotic romance
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2016-04-20T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

"Welcome to the Colony!" announced the trim blond man who had met them at the wharf immediately upon the Glory Ho's docking. "My name is Lieutenant Anderson, the officer in charge of Fleetwood." Dressed in the blue and white uniform of an old-fashioned naval officer, he waved the stragglers down off the docking ramp, encouraging everyone to follow him. He walked backwards down the dock, keeping eye-contact with as many as he could while spinning his well-practiced spiel. On his hip hung a crop, the slender, black leather-braided length topped with a wide, stiff slapper guaranteed to make as much sting as it did noise. "The year is 1721, where flush toilets have yet to be invented, where doctors are worse than diseases, and where the grog is nasty but the water can kill you. This is the heyday of arguably the worst and yet most successful pirates to ever live. If you're lucky, you just might get to meet some."

Following at the rear with Emil, Cecil, and a handful of other 'Masters', Dominick studied what he could see of the Colony's harbor. A cobblestone walkway led from the wharf up into the dense wood and rock structures of a military fort, not to mention the bygone-era town beyond. From somewhere within that wall came the warbling crow of at least one rooster and, above the sounds and smells of the harbor, his nose detected the faint and unmistakable aroma of stocked barnyard. A necessary evil, he supposed. When one lived on an island and food had to be imported, one did everything possible to diminish that bill.

"Fleetwood is a replica township, taken from historical drawings and first-sight accounts of Port Royal," Anderson told them. "At first glance, the sight of the garrison and all its fortifications…" he swung an arm, gesturing up at the high rock wall that divided the port from the military and town, "might have been enough to keep the colonials safe, but as you are about to discover, the threat of pirate attack was a daily concern. Now, in a minute, I'm going to take you all to Wardrobe where you'll don the costumes you'll wear for the remainder of your visit, but first, if everyone will step this way, Master McGruder, the island's head watchman, is going to go over all the policies, procedures and protocols meant to keep you safe. Right this way, ladies and gentlemen, if you please."

With another wave of his arm, Anderson swung around and marched the resort's practice guests (most of whom still looked green around the gills) up the hill. Maddy, the only guest not still suffering the aftereffects of seasickness, led the way with her camera, already clicking pictures. Leaning on her equally queasy boyfriend's arm, Tessa struggled along at the rear with her remaining high-heeled sandal dangling from her limp hand by one thin strap.

"Why isn't she locked up?" she grumbled—by the sounds of it, not sure if she wanted to burp or throw up. Probably the former.

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