Prologue – The Book of Changes
Su Lin pursed her lips in perplexity as she gazed at the final casting of the yarrow sticks. Her brows furrowed, marring the beauty of her smooth oval face. The Kua was at last complete:
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Ta Kwo, a condition of excess and imbalance. Su Lin was familiar with the interpretation but looked it up anyway.
"An extraordinary state of affairs demands extraordinary measures to deal with it. But although the tasks to be carried out are great, nothing is to be gained by violent movement. The gentle penetration of the wind is the example to follow."
Su Lin sat at her captain’s desk and puzzled over the obscure missive.
A voice drifted coy and sweet from the nearby bed. "Won’t you please come to bed? I would really enjoy your company." Tay Chi sat part way up, languorously stretching and arching her back, teasing Su Lin with her soft welcoming bosom, her nipples stiff and erect from the cool night air.
Despite an extremely pleasurable lovemaking session with the tantalizing Tay Chi earlier that night, Su Lin could not sleep. Her mind was plagued with nagging thoughts about her rival, Calico Red, a not too recent arrival to the South China Sea. So now she sat in her captain’s cabin, clothed in her deep green silk robe, deep in thought.
Tay Chi arose from the bed without putting on her robe, teasing Su Lin with her exquisite olive flesh. Tay Chi came behind Su Lin and pressed her bosom against the back of her head, and began to massage Su Lin’s temple and scalp with her fingertips. "Let me guess. Calico Red. Right?"
"Yes. Things have gotten too hot for her in her own territory, so she’s come here for a respite. But Calico Red knows nothing of restraint or moderation. Portuguese authorities put up with my pirate raids because I know when to stop. I’m not a serious threat to them. But Calico Red is upsetting things. Pirates are putting a serious damper on the shipping trade between China and Japan, most especially Calico Red. With more and more Portuguese war ships patrolling the islands, it’s only a matter of time before we meet our demise."
Su Lin continued, "I have a plan to rid her from our islands, but I am not certain if it’s sound."
Tay Chi continued her massage. "So what does the book say?"
"Decisive action is called for, but restraint must be exercised."
"The usual answer, both yes and no. That’s no surprise. I don’t know why you bother with the silly book."
"It calms my mind and allows me to think clearly. By A-Mah, that feels good, Tay Chi. Very well then, let’s go to bed."
"Yes!" answered Tay Chi, with a squeal of delight. The impish vixen hopped into bed, burying herself in the soft satin sheets. Tay Chi watched with hungry anticipation as Su Lin pealed off her robe. Tay Chi gazed unashamedly at her leader’s soft full breasts and deliciously rounded buttocks framing each end of her trim torso.
As Su Lin slipped into bed, she hadn’t quite released her mind from the problem that had been nagging her. "To hell with restraint. The bitch has to die!"
"Ahhhhhh…" Tay Chi released a long pleasure laden sigh. "I love it when you talk like that!" In response, Su Lin gripped Tay Chi’s reclining form and began to nibble on one of Tay Chi’s erect nipples. "OHHHHHHHH!!!" Tay Chi began to moan with ever increasing volume as the two of them became gradually consumed in a fiery glow of mutual pleasure.
Chapter 1 – A Letter From a Friend
About a week later, Calico Red and her shipmate Thomasina found themselves relaxing at the Red Monkey, a dark seaside saloon in the port of Macau. They were sharing a pot of Chinese rice wine with a roguishly handsome but rather beat up looking fellow trying to convince them of his outlandish story.
"I tell you this map will take you straight to the hiding place of Su Lin’s treasure!" The young man’s voice was quiet, but intense, as he leaned over the table glaring at Red and Thomasina. The man spoke with a thick Portuguese accent.
"And how could you have gotten your hands on such a thing, Mister…?" questioned Red as she suspiciously eyed the crumpled looking paper the rough shaven young man grasped in his hand.
"Ignazio, Madam. The name’s Ignazio. I got it from it’s hiding place inside Su Lin’s cabin, I did. Aye, Shanghaied I was. Taken from the Brunei port in Malay. I was serving as a seaman on a merchant ship, stopped for the night in Brunei. I passed out in a tavern that night, and I woke up on board Su Lin’s ship, the Purple Dragon. I got to know the inside of Su Lin’s cabin well enough, I did, well enough to learn the hiding place of this map to her buried treasure!"
As the man spoke, he couldn’t keep his eyes from occasionally darting to Red’s impressive bosom, trying to steal a surreptitious glimpse. Red made quite a delicious spectacle in her skimpy pirate’s uniform, her white cotton halter laced tightly across the chest to form a tantalizing display of cleavage.
"So what could this Su Lin possibly want with the likes of you?"
"She used me as her personal … sex slave." The young man hung his head ashamedly.
"You poor man!" Red exclaimed quite sarcastically, while at the same time her eyes betrayed an interested gleam. "So you managed to escape?"
"Yes, when we got into port here at Macau, I managed to jump ship. But not before I managed to get my hands on this!" Ignazio held up the folded map. "And I will sell you this for just 400 yaun. That will be plenty for me to make my way back home with. That’s all I ask for it, and it’s just a small fraction of the value of Su Lin’s treasure!"
"I’m sure it’s a fake, but I find this all extremely amusing. I will purchase your chewed up little paper just upon the slight chance that it may be for real." Red tossed a small bag of coins across the table which the young man eagerly grabbed up. Then, smiling slyly, Ignazio asked, "I was wondering if you might like to join me in my room for a few minutes to celebrate our little deal?"
Red smiled coyly, her mischievous eyes brightening, "I believe I can spare a few minutes. Please excuse us, Thomasina. And please don’t wait up."
"No problem at all, Captain. I’m sure I’ll be just fine." Thomasina rose sullen faced, and the blonde vixen strode off to join some fellow crew members at another table, her rump sashaying provocatively under her short black skirt.
Within a moment Red and Ignazio were alone in Red’s room. After a fervent embrace and much sloppy kissing, Red pushed the rough young man away. "What’s the matter?" he asked.
"Take your clothes off," answered Red. "Quickly!"
Ignazio lost no time in stripping off his clothes under Red’s lustful gaze. Red impatiently stripped herself at the same time and pushed Ignazio onto the bed, her large pale pendulous breasts brushing against Ignazio’s chest. However, as Red pinned Ignazio to the bed, Ignazio remarked, "I feel very strange."
"Yes, I drugged your wine. But don’t be alarmed. When you wake up tomorrow you will be just fine." With that, Ignazio’s eyes fluttered shut and his head lolled slightly to the side.
Red noted with satisfaction that the drug worked just as anticipated, as she gazed at his firmly inflated tumescence. Red took a moment to admire the man’s form. He had a tall lanky well muscled body, a fitting complement to his long hard well muscled cock. After probing and testing his member with curious fingers, Red gleefully impaled herself, wriggling sensuously, luxuriating in his manhood. Leaning forward, she delighted in the sensation of her nipples rubbing against his coarse curly chest hair as she covered his insensible lips with soft kisses. Within a few moments Red had worked herself up into a wild knot of passion, exploding with ecstatic convulsions all over Ignazio’s comatose frame.
Meanwhile, Thomasina decided to retire to her room to prepare for bed. As she entered, a Chinese chambermaid was tidying up. "Oh, excuse me, madam," the chambermaid addressed Thomasina, with a sweet girlish voice, "I was just getting ready to leave. But before I go, is there anything I can do for you?" Thomasina was still feeling sore at being so abruptly abandoned by her paramour, and just wanted to be left alone.
"No, thank you. That will be all."
"But… are you sure there’s nothing I can do for you?"
Thomasina turned to take a good look at the girl. Thomasina felt an immediate spark of attraction to this vixen posed so invitingly. Warm, coy eyes gazed out from a soft oval face that had the plumpest, most kissable cheeks that Thomasina had ever seen.
She stood with her back arched, her fleshy bosom casually thrust out against a tight sheer blue silk blouse, her pert full breasts poking stiffly against the soft fabric. It was cropped well above her navel and was matched by a blue silk sarong tied low about her hips, a generous expanse of creamy midriff exposed between. A pair of soft bare feet peeked out from underneath the long skirt. The girl’s fingers brushed suggestively against her small smooth belly, as she gazed at Thomasina, her small flowery mouth slightly open.
"Yes, there is. Please stay awhile," replied Thomasina, a swelling rush of desire suddenly lifting her out her foul mood.
Meanwhile, Red had gotten about all the satisfaction she could handle from the unconscious Ignazio. She groggily dismounted and dressed herself. She then retrieved the small bag of coins which she had paid him. "Overall, a most impressive performance," she mused to Ignazio’s unhearing ears. "What you lack in enthusiasm you more than make up for in sheer volume and endurance!" Leaving the room, she turned to address Ignazio one last time. "Many thanks for the refund, Ignazio. You are a true gentleman!"
Walking a few feet down a narrow hallway, Red approached the door where she believed Thomasina to be asleep. She was about to knock, to ask Thomasina to let her in, when she heard deep sultry moans coming from within. Listening closely she was able to make out two female voices, their ecstatic sighs intermingling with one another in sweet harmony.
So Thomasina found some fun of her own, the tart! Red smiled to herself. She couldn’t really be angry under the circumstances. In fact she decided to try to join them, knowing Thomasina well enough to be sure she had found a beautiful and passionate partner. Red slipped her long thin dagger through the door jamb and gingerly lifted the door’s bolt up out of its latch. Red quietly pushed the door open.
The room was dimly lit by the orange glow of an oil lamp. Red peered in to see the Asian girl mounted on Thomasina, writhing in ecstatic abandon, the lamplight reflecting in orange arcs off the curves of her olive flesh. Red noted with some alarm a colorful tell-tale tattoo printed on the right cheek of the girl’s undulating buttocks.
The girl turned to gaze at Red in astonishment, immediately catching Red’s dagger between her soft pert breasts as it flew at lightning speed, embedding with a solid "Thunk!" Still in the throes of an ecstatic convulsion, the girl let out a long low moan, an eerie sound of pleasure mixed with pain, and then collapsed on Thomasina.
Thomasina was too angry to be frightened. "Red! What the hell did you do that for?" she exclaimed, pulling herself out from underneath the luscious limp form.
"I was only saving your life. Look!" ordered Red, pointing at the cheek of the girl’s right buttocks.
"Yes, she has a lovely arse. What of it?"
You see that tattoo? That’s a red scorpion. This girl is a member of the League of the Red Scorpion, an international band of expert assassins."
Thomasina’s jaw dropped in astonishment.
Red bent over the now lifeless rogue, rolling her over, and loosened her dagger from between the soft full breasts. Red noted with satisfaction the small clean wound evidencing the surgical accuracy of the instantly fatal blow. She carefully examined the naked body while unashamedly admiring the ravishing remains. "I must congratulate you on such a worthy conquest. The girl is really quite beautiful," Red remarked while giving one of the girl’s ample breasts a brief caress. Red’s fingers drifted sensuously over the girl’s smooth firm flesh as she examined the body for more clues.
She found a ring with a red ruby crystal, and slipped it off the girl’s finger. Studying the ring, Red observed, "The crystal is loose. Not loose, but…" Red twisted the crystal and its mounting about 90 degrees. A sharp needle rose out of the ring, glistening with some sort of deadly fluid. "A ring with a poison needle! How neat!" exclaimed Red. "I’ll have to hold on to this."
Red continued to search the girl’s things. "Ah, look at this, a letter! Let me read you this!
" ‘Dear Wu Ling,
You must pursue that traitorous gigolo Ignazio and retrieve the map to my treasure. No doubt he will attempt to sell it for cash. If he manages to do so before you catch up to him, you must dispose of the buyers. In fact you must dispose of anyone who has seen the map or knows of its existence.
Su Lin’
"Amazing!" exclaimed Red. "So that worthless map is real after all!"
Red looked around the room. "We have to do something with this body." Red approached a closet door and opened it. Out tumbled another nude body, a young Asian woman, very similar in face and form to the body already lying on the bed, practically knocking Red down. The girl came to rest at Red’s feet. Red was struck by the girl’s beauty, with her arms outstretched, her dark pink nipples pointed at the ceiling, and her long dark hair scattered wildly about her head. Red bent down over the girl, examining her naked form for any sign of life. "This is most likely the real chambermaid, seduced by that barefoot slut just as you were. And presumably, I was to be the next victim as well. Here we go!" Red had located a deep red scratch on the girl’s neck, undoubtedly made by the deadly ring.
"Three women in one night!" exclaimed Thomasina, "Quite the promiscuous little assassin, wasn’t she?"
Red stood up and looked at the girl on the floor and then at the girl on the bed. "Now we have two bodies to get rid of. Here, give me a hand."
Red and Thomasina wrapped the bodies in sheets and quietly dragged them down the hall to where the sleeping Ignazio still lay. They unwrapped them and positioned the bodies on either side of him, each head tranquilly cradled against one of Ignazio’s arms, their bosoms pressed intimately against Ignazio’s unconscious form.
"Such a sweet scene," mused Red. "A perfectly natural looking scenario, at least for the likes of this place."
"Ignazio will be in for quite a surprise when he wakes up," remarked Thomasina.
"That he will!" chuckled Red. "Now let’s get out of here!" Red considered what she had seen on the map as they made their way out. "Hmm… The island of Maurii.."
Chapter 2 – A Spirited Welcome
The island of Maurii was an island in the middle of the China Sea, rich with banana and coconut trees, good fishing and lush greenery. This is not to mention it’s greatest treasure, one of the most prolific pearl producing bays in all the South Sea. The island would have been a magnet for traders and pearl divers, as these types were constantly on the lookout for untapped sources of pearl. That is, if it were not for the beautiful and deadly race of Polynesians living on the island, the Naaptali. The Naaptali were a matriarchal but warlike tribe of Polynesian natives. They had a strong taboo against any man engaging in warfare, lest they deplete their ability to procreate. Not to mention that they considered the female to be by far the deadlier of the species.
Several days and many miles later, Calico Red and her crew found themselves far out at sea on board their well armed frigate, the Siren Spell, the same vessel that they had confiscated several months before from Red’s infamous rival, Solandra, the Black Rose. Red was directing some crew members to shift the main mast to better catch a feeble sea breeze, when suddenly a sharp whistle came from the crow’s nest. Red excitedly peered at horizon where they were headed, and could barely discern the jagged outline of a distant island, blue and hazy in the distance.
"The island of Maurii! Finally!" Red exclaimed, raising her spyglass to take a careful look. "It’s here, just as the map indicated it would be."
"I trust it will be worth it, Captain. This has been a long voyage," answered Venus, a tall black wench with a large mane of curly black hair, an hourglass figure, and a tight, rippling torso. Venus had recently been promoted to the position of first mate. (One of the advantages of being among Red’s crew was the ample opportunity for advancement, due to the high turnover.) She spoke with a thick Caribbean accent, "All this time we could have enjoyed the easy task of collecting tribute from the countless number of helpless fishing junks sailing about Macau."
Red made quite a compelling spectacle herself, standing in the sun with her gleaming red hair, creamy white skin and bountiful cleavage. Both Red and Venus wore the same uniform as all of Red’s pirate wenches, black leather boots, short snug black skirt, and a tight white cotton halter with sleeves off the shoulder, tailored to generate an ample amount of cleavage, and reveal a maximum amount of torso. A bright red scarf tied about Red’s neck was the sole signifier of her superior rank.
"Nonsense! Su Lin’s coffers are reputed to contain more riches than those of the emperor himself!" Looking around, Red exclaimed, "I’ll need a landing party, of course. Rebecca, Claudette, Rosita, and Kristine, you will each accompany me ashore to search for the treasure. Venus, you stay here and take charge till I return."
"Take care, Captain. If this island is truly Su Lin’s hideaway, there’s no guessing what sort of dangers await."
"I trust we do meet with resistance of some sort," Red exclaimed with a chuckle. "All the more happiness for the blade of my sword!"
The five pirate wenches eventually made their way to the island, across a narrow stretch of white sand and into a dark lush forest. Red and her crew followed a gurgling creek about a half mile upstream until it disappeared into the ground in the middle of an open clearing. A huge white quartz boulder stood beside the natural spring.
"All is just as the map indicates." Red stated as she looked back and forth between her surroundings and the map. "And the soil here…"
"AHHHHHHHHH!!!" Rebecca interrupted with a startled scream. The others turned to see that Rebecca had been pierced by an arrow, deeply embedded between her proud pert breasts.
As Rebecca fell to the forest floor, each of the pirate girls lifted her pistol and turned toward the apparent source. Peering into the trees at the edge of the clearing, Red spotted what appeared to be a young amazon warrior squatting on a thick tree limb. She was wearing a tiny fur loincloth, and tight fur halter that barely held her magnificent breasts. She had a thin smile as she drew her next shaft, clearly enjoying what seemed to be easy pickings.
The smile soon faded to a grimace as Red placed a pistol shot squarely into her soft belly. Clutching her wound, she let fall her bow and arrow, languorously dropping after them.
Then… Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Arrows seemed to be everywhere. Seemingly all at once, Red found herself standing alone, as her compatriots began groaning and dropping, their backs, breasts and bellies perforated with a flurry of well aimed arrows. As the last of her companions fell, Red drew her sword and looked around, seeing nothing but shadows moving in the forest.
Then, in unison, a group of shapely young amazon women stepped out into the clearing, each wearing the same scanty two piece number as the young soldier that Red had so neatly dispatched. They appeared to have Red surrounded, each with an arrow ready and aimed. Red had no choice but to drop her sword.
Red was soon bound, hands tied behind her back and a rough cord tied about her neck as a make-shift leash. She was marched through the forest and into the center of the amazon village and into the presence of what appeared to be their leader, a tall bronze skinned woman with sleek black hair, high cheek bones, and almond eyes. Accompanying her, Red was not surprised to see two cohorts of Su Lin. She recognized them from their distinctive garments, bright green silken knee breeches and matching green silk vests laced tight around their bosoms. These Chinese women were tall and healthily filled out, not like the short frail peasant women that Red had been accustomed to seeing on the fishing junks. They padded about comfortably in bare feet on the rough forest floor.
Calico Red spoke first, "So Su Lin is behind this! I should have known that…"
"Silence, bitch!" one of Su Lin’s emissaries stepped forward, slapping Red hard across the face in mid-sentence. "Tay Chi and I are here to bring you back to Su Lin. Queen Tefara here has been kind enough to aid in your capture!"
"A trap! So the map was a fake after all!"
"Yes," said the Asian wench as she sported an evil grin. "Su Lin deliberately sent that slimy creature Ignazio after you. And then she sent Wu Ling in pursuit in order to lend credence to Ignazio. If Wu Ling had been successful in killing you, then so much the better! As it is, you have fallen neatly into our clutches."
"Queen Tefara’s cooperation comes with a modest price I presume. How much are they paying you?" Red asked, locking eyes with the amazon leader.
"400 Rupee."
Red threw her head back and laughed, "400 Rupee? That’s nothing! 1200 Rupee for you if you return me to my ship!"
Queen Tefara looked at the other two pirates, "It seems we have the beginnings of a very interesting bidding war!"
"No!" exclaimed Su Lin’s emissary, "That wasn’t our agreement!" She flashed her long curved dagger, brandishing it at the queen. "We take Red, and we take her now!"
"Toriki, don’t be stupid," Tay Chi admonished her companion.
But it was too late. Queen Tefara nodded at a soldier standing by. The soldier raised her javelin. "No.. I didn’t mean.." babbled Toriki. The javelin flew, but Tefara’s soldier had not aimed for Toriki at all, but impaled the unsuspecting Tay Chi, the javelin lodging at its midpoint in her smooth tender torso. Tay Chi touched the javelin with uncomprehending fingers, gave a pitiful sigh, and slowly collapsed to the ground.
"That was a warning, Toriki." Tefara stated calmly. "Now go and tell your captain that the ransom must be completely renegotiated!"
"Tay Chi had a very special place in the heart of Su Lin!" Toriki said as she turned to go. "You shall pay for this!" Toriki ranted as she stormed off into the forest. "You shall pay for this with your lives!"
Queen Tefara ordered her soldiers "Strip Calico Red and tie her to a post. We’ll keep her there till I decide what to do with her."
As Red was bound to a post in all her glorious nakedness in the middle of the island forest, another drama was unfolding out in the bay.
Chapter 3 – A Kiss Farewell
Alerted by a warning whistle from the crow’s nest, Venus turned to peer at the mouth of the bay in which her ship was anchored. As she watched, a heavily armed Chinese junk lazily cruised across the mouth of the bay, stopping midway, effectively blocking the exit. Venus went to seek out Conchita, the ship’s navigator, to discuss the situation.
Venus and Conchita stood by the bow of the Siren Spell, appraising the new arrival. Conchita was a busty bronze skinned girl from Brazil with a cute button nose. Together, the two created a very shapely pair of silhouettes, standing against the background of the bright blue bay.
Venus spoke, "I can’t say as I’m surprised. That’s obviously Su Lin’s pirate junk, the Purple Dragon, and she’s got us right where she wants us."
"We can’t approach their ship without receiving a full broadside cannon blast," pondered Conchita. "At least, anchored here, we are out of range of their cannons and pistols… Ohhhh!" Conchita gave a sudden start. She felt at her torso and then looked with fear and dismay at her blood stained fingers. "I’ve been hit!"
As the bronze skinned beauty collapsed with a girlish sigh to lay at Venus’ feet, the first mate aimed her spy glass at the ominous vessel to determine the source of the fatal strike. Peering through the spyglass, Venus could clearly see three rifle wielding pirate girls lined up at the bow of the Chinese junk.
"Jezails!" Venus mused to herself. She recognized them by their strangely curved rifle stock. She had heard of these but had never actually seen one before. Technologically superior to European made muskets, they could shoot very long distances with deadly accuracy.
Continuing to observe the snipers through her spyglass, Venus was too far from them to hear the gun’s report, but she saw one of the jezails emit a small puff of smoke as one of the pirate girls took aim.
"Ohhhhhhhh!!!" Venus heard a sharp cry from overhead. "Help me! I’ve been shot! I’m falling!" As Venus looked up, a pirate girl working a mast overhead could no longer maintain her perch. As Venus watched helplessly, the girl slipped off her beam with a frightened scream, plummeting through the air to land with a heavy thud, vibrating the deck beneath Venus’ feet. The girl lay lifeless and limp just a few feet from where Venus stood, her neck broken on impact.
Looking through her spy glass, Venus could see the three pirate girls laughing at the violent spectacle. Putting away the spyglass, Venus hastily made her way around the deck, ordering all the crew to take cover.
As the sun gradually sank and the crew prepared to settle in for the night, a plan formed in Venus’ mind. "We’ll ram them at dawn," thought Venus. It wasn’t much of a plan, but it seemed the only hope that any of them would get out of this predicament alive.
As darkness fell and the amazon village gradually became still and quiet, Red eventually found herself alone with a single amazon sentry, a beautiful young woman who appeared to be in her mid-twenties. She had high cheekbones, brown skin, wild tousled mane and dark penetrating eyes. Red admired the smooth curves revealed by the scanty fur two piece as the girl lazily meandered through the small village. She and Red appeared to be the only ones awake.
Eventually the girl came to be aware of Red’s admiring gaze, and approached the bound beauty, locking eyes with her. Red thrust out her bare bountiful bosom invitingly. The girl brandished a long curved dagger with one hand, and then with the other hand, grasped Red’s jaw and kissed her, forcing her tongue into Red’s mouth. After a few seconds the girl withdrew, circled behind Red and cut the cords that bound Red’s hands and arms, but left her ankles tied to the post.
The girl came back to stand in front of Red, still brandishing the dagger, and slipped out of what little she was wearing. She motioned for Red to go down. On her way down, Red stopped at the girl’s large out thrust breasts. She obediently sucked on each, teasing the girl’s nipples with her tantalizing tongue. Very gradually, Red worked her way down, kissing, licking, and caressing the skin of the girl’s smooth firm belly. The girl began to release soft little sighs, while trying to stifle the louder moans that she felt welling up, lest she waken anyone. Then Red began to eat the girl out, while kneading the flesh of her firm protruding buttocks.
The girl’s breath began to come in quick sharp gasps as she approached climax. So enraptured was she that she did not feel the needle from Red’s ring penetrate her buttock nor felt the injection of its deadly fluid into her blood. The girl trembled as her body rocked in ecstasy.
Then she staggered back, dropping the curved dagger to the ground as she began to lose feeling in her extremities. Then she dropped to her knees as her ankles gave way, gazing at Red with a questioning stare. She tottered on her knees for a few seconds. Then her eyes rolled back in her head and she collapsed to the ground like a limp lifeless rag doll.
Using her hands, which were now free, Red quickly untied her ankles and appropriated the young woman’s curved dagger. Red threw the ill-fated amazon a quick kiss and quietly slipped out of the village. Working her way carefully through the dark forest, she made her way towards the shore.
Chapter 4 – South Sea Slaughter
Out in the bay, the sky filled with an orange glow as the first rays of sunlight threatened to break over the horizon. The Siren Spell had caught an early morning wind, and now, powered by both oar and wind, the Siren Spell’s prow was aimed squarely at the mainmast of the Purple Dragon. Peering through her spyglass, Venus could see the crew of the Asian pirate vessel pointing and talking among themselves excitedly. Then she spotted Su-Lin and what appeared to be her second in command having a heated argument.
"Captain, what they are attempting to do is suicide – but they seem determined to ram us. At this angle they are certain to sink us. We must move out of their way! We can still fight back, but we must evade this collision or we are lost!"
"Nonsense, Lay Ping. A few fusillades of cannon balls will sink those bitches before they get to us. No, Lay Ping, we are not moving a hair’s breadth."
"Very well then. I will supervise the attack."
Shortly, the Purple Dragon’s hefty array of cannons was roaring. Many of the cannon balls bounced obliquely off the side of the Siren Spell’s hull or sailed over the bow. However, a few cannon balls hit their mark perfectly, exploding in the middle of the Siren Spell’s deck. Several of Red’s girls, standing at the ready with pistols and crossbows loaded, staggered away from the explosions, collapsing on the bow, or tumbling over it into the sea, their bodies perforated with searing shrapnel.
A couple of Red’s girls trying to set the masts properly were picked off by Su Lin’s snipers. One after the other, they lost their grip, crying forlornly as they plummeted into the sea. As the Siren Spell grew closer to its target, injured but still operating, Venus smiled smugly as she finally nailed one of the jezail wielding wenches with a blast from her flint lock. The vicious vixen clutched at her bosom with dismay and then losing her balance, slowly pitched forward over the bow into the sea. At just about the same time, one of Venus’ mates scored yet another sniper with her crossbow. The doomed damsel dropped her jezail into the deep, and slumped forward over the bow, the crossbow bolt jutting out through the tight lace of her silk vest.
Then both vessels rocked as the prow of the Siren Spell tore into the Purple Dragon, ripping through its hull with a loud crack that sounded almost like an explosion. "We are lost, Captain! We must abandon ship!" the winsome Lay Ping cried as leapt up onto the bow, balancing there momentarily.
"Coward!" yelled Su Lin. "Take a belly full of lead with you then as your parting gift!" With that, Su Lin skewered Lay Ping’s luscious belly button with a blast from her flintlock, the force of impact carrying Lay Ping over the side.
Red’s pirate girls lined the bow, peppering the crew of the Purple Dragon with pistol shots and cross bow bolts. Su Lin’s crew attacked voraciously as they attempted to avoid expiring with their own doomed vessel. Several of the Asian wenches were struck in midair as they attempted to leap across the breach to the Siren Spell, dashing themselves against the hull or flopping limp and lifeless across the bow. A handful of Su Lin’s brown skinned beauties made it to the deck of the Siren Spell, impaling a number of Red’s crew with their strangely curved swords. But they soon collapsed, their handsome bodies perforated by a flurry of lead and cross bow shafts.
Before too long, the only thing left of the Purple Dragon was a burning remnant, sending up a curl of black smoke as it slowly sank into the deep. The surrounding sea was littered with the floating remains of pirate girls, bobbing like so much flotsam, many of them members of Red’s crew but most being the drifting debris of Su Lin’s crew.
By the time Red arrived at the narrow strip of white sand that separated the forest from the sea, the sun had broken over the horizon, making everything clearly visible. Red quickly digested the situation as she spied the smoking ruin of the Purple Dragon as well as her own vessel, the Siren Spell, cruising calmly nearby.
However, as Red made her way, who should stagger up out of the surf, but Red’s nemesis Su Lin, a bit haggard from her long swim from the ruin of her ship, but still standing strong and proud. Her vest had become lost in her struggle to shore, and Su Lin actually looked quite splendid, her magnificent breasts out thrust, her wet hair and body gleaming with orange light reflecting from the early morning sun.
"Calico Red!" she cried out. "It is you who are responsible for my dear Tay Chi’s death. It is you who are responsible for the destruction of my magnificent vessel! For this you will die the longest, most horrible, most painful death humanly possible!"
Su Lin had drawn her long curved saber. Red realized she was significantly outmatched since her sole weapon was the curved knife she had scavenged. As Su Lin slowly circled, swiping at Red with the long blade, Red was able to fend off the blows with the knife, but wasn’t at all certain how long she could keep this up.
After a moment, Su Lin had circled far enough that she basically stood with her back to the forest. Red was fascinated to see a number of the Naaptali amazons silently emerge from the forest brandishing spears and arrows. Still parrying Su Lin’s thrusts, Red muttered "Bloody hell!" as she eyed one of the amazons heaving a javelin in their direction.
Su Lin chuckled at what she believed to be Red’s trickery. "Nice try, Cap…OOOOH!!" Su Lin gasped as the javelin tore through her body, its tip jutting out between her shapely breasts. As Su Lin dropped to her knees she could see Red smiling wryly. "I trust you find this… extremely… amusing… bitch!" she managed to spit out before collapsing, her nipples buried, the dry sand clinging to her hair, face, and body.
But before Su Lin was able to complete her parting statement, Red was forced to turn tail, trailed by a string of arrows and javelins that followed her as she sped away and dove into the surf.
Back on board, Thomasina was dealing with the last of the Asian pirate band, a beautiful wench that Thomasina had forced back against the bow with her rapier. The Asian threw down her sword. "I surrender. Take me as your prisoner." She stood with her back arched seductively, caressing her bosom and belly.
Thomasina hesitated for just a second, her eyes drinking in the soft curves of the woman’s scantily clad form. Then, "Prisoner? Why should I waste my time?" Thomasina deftly impaled the wench through the soft torso so appealingly displayed – but before the girl had time to fall, Thomasina sent her reeling over the bow with a kick from the heel of her boot.
As Thomasina heard the soft satisfying splash, a familiar voice bellowed from down below. "Hey, Thomasina! That bitch almost hit me in the head!"
"Red! We thought you were dead!"
"You all should be so lucky!"
Later after dark, Thomasina and Red were relaxing in the Captain’s cabin, trying to unwind after the harrowing battle earlier that day. Red was admiring herself in a looking glass as she modeled for herself a red silk robe decorated with small dragons rendered in gold embroidery. "I’m so glad we were able to retrieve these fine silk garments from Su Lin’s ship before it sank. They should command a small fortune on the open market. However, this one I think I’ll keep. Do you think it makes my arse look big?"
"I’ve composed a new song," Thomasina interrupted. She was likewise clothed in one of the splendid robes, hers being peach colored. "I hope you like it." She fingered some arpeggios on her Spanish guitar and began:
"O, Su Lin was a pirate maiden bold;
But now she lies naked and dead;
Her lovely body cool and pale
’Neath the foot of Calico Red!
Her eyes now closed, her upturned toes
Are pointed up and out;
Her hair so black, her jaw hangs slack, her lips too dead to pout.
Let all girls know, where e’er they go
To fight ‘gainst the maiden red
They must beware of the flaming hair
Lest they end as toys in her bed.
For even a slant-eyed maiden bold,
With victories replete
Can end sprawled out with tits and toes up
A corpse at Calico’s feet!"
Su Lin pursed her lips in perplexity as she gazed at the final casting of the yarrow sticks. Her brows furrowed, marring the beauty of her smooth oval face. The Kua was at last complete:
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Ta Kwo, a condition of excess and imbalance. Su Lin was familiar with the interpretation but looked it up anyway.
"An extraordinary state of affairs demands extraordinary measures to deal with it. But although the tasks to be carried out are great, nothing is to be gained by violent movement. The gentle penetration of the wind is the example to follow."
Su Lin sat at her captain’s desk and puzzled over the obscure missive.
A voice drifted coy and sweet from the nearby bed. "Won’t you please come to bed? I would really enjoy your company." Tay Chi sat part way up, languorously stretching and arching her back, teasing Su Lin with her soft welcoming bosom, her nipples stiff and erect from the cool night air.
Despite an extremely pleasurable lovemaking session with the tantalizing Tay Chi earlier that night, Su Lin could not sleep. Her mind was plagued with nagging thoughts about her rival, Calico Red, a not too recent arrival to the South China Sea. So now she sat in her captain’s cabin, clothed in her deep green silk robe, deep in thought.
Tay Chi arose from the bed without putting on her robe, teasing Su Lin with her exquisite olive flesh. Tay Chi came behind Su Lin and pressed her bosom against the back of her head, and began to massage Su Lin’s temple and scalp with her fingertips. "Let me guess. Calico Red. Right?"
"Yes. Things have gotten too hot for her in her own territory, so she’s come here for a respite. But Calico Red knows nothing of restraint or moderation. Portuguese authorities put up with my pirate raids because I know when to stop. I’m not a serious threat to them. But Calico Red is upsetting things. Pirates are putting a serious damper on the shipping trade between China and Japan, most especially Calico Red. With more and more Portuguese war ships patrolling the islands, it’s only a matter of time before we meet our demise."
Su Lin continued, "I have a plan to rid her from our islands, but I am not certain if it’s sound."
Tay Chi continued her massage. "So what does the book say?"
"Decisive action is called for, but restraint must be exercised."
"The usual answer, both yes and no. That’s no surprise. I don’t know why you bother with the silly book."
"It calms my mind and allows me to think clearly. By A-Mah, that feels good, Tay Chi. Very well then, let’s go to bed."
"Yes!" answered Tay Chi, with a squeal of delight. The impish vixen hopped into bed, burying herself in the soft satin sheets. Tay Chi watched with hungry anticipation as Su Lin pealed off her robe. Tay Chi gazed unashamedly at her leader’s soft full breasts and deliciously rounded buttocks framing each end of her trim torso.
As Su Lin slipped into bed, she hadn’t quite released her mind from the problem that had been nagging her. "To hell with restraint. The bitch has to die!"
"Ahhhhhh…" Tay Chi released a long pleasure laden sigh. "I love it when you talk like that!" In response, Su Lin gripped Tay Chi’s reclining form and began to nibble on one of Tay Chi’s erect nipples. "OHHHHHHHH!!!" Tay Chi began to moan with ever increasing volume as the two of them became gradually consumed in a fiery glow of mutual pleasure.
Chapter 1 – A Letter From a Friend
About a week later, Calico Red and her shipmate Thomasina found themselves relaxing at the Red Monkey, a dark seaside saloon in the port of Macau. They were sharing a pot of Chinese rice wine with a roguishly handsome but rather beat up looking fellow trying to convince them of his outlandish story.
"I tell you this map will take you straight to the hiding place of Su Lin’s treasure!" The young man’s voice was quiet, but intense, as he leaned over the table glaring at Red and Thomasina. The man spoke with a thick Portuguese accent.
"And how could you have gotten your hands on such a thing, Mister…?" questioned Red as she suspiciously eyed the crumpled looking paper the rough shaven young man grasped in his hand.
"Ignazio, Madam. The name’s Ignazio. I got it from it’s hiding place inside Su Lin’s cabin, I did. Aye, Shanghaied I was. Taken from the Brunei port in Malay. I was serving as a seaman on a merchant ship, stopped for the night in Brunei. I passed out in a tavern that night, and I woke up on board Su Lin’s ship, the Purple Dragon. I got to know the inside of Su Lin’s cabin well enough, I did, well enough to learn the hiding place of this map to her buried treasure!"
As the man spoke, he couldn’t keep his eyes from occasionally darting to Red’s impressive bosom, trying to steal a surreptitious glimpse. Red made quite a delicious spectacle in her skimpy pirate’s uniform, her white cotton halter laced tightly across the chest to form a tantalizing display of cleavage.
"So what could this Su Lin possibly want with the likes of you?"
"She used me as her personal … sex slave." The young man hung his head ashamedly.
"You poor man!" Red exclaimed quite sarcastically, while at the same time her eyes betrayed an interested gleam. "So you managed to escape?"
"Yes, when we got into port here at Macau, I managed to jump ship. But not before I managed to get my hands on this!" Ignazio held up the folded map. "And I will sell you this for just 400 yaun. That will be plenty for me to make my way back home with. That’s all I ask for it, and it’s just a small fraction of the value of Su Lin’s treasure!"
"I’m sure it’s a fake, but I find this all extremely amusing. I will purchase your chewed up little paper just upon the slight chance that it may be for real." Red tossed a small bag of coins across the table which the young man eagerly grabbed up. Then, smiling slyly, Ignazio asked, "I was wondering if you might like to join me in my room for a few minutes to celebrate our little deal?"
Red smiled coyly, her mischievous eyes brightening, "I believe I can spare a few minutes. Please excuse us, Thomasina. And please don’t wait up."
"No problem at all, Captain. I’m sure I’ll be just fine." Thomasina rose sullen faced, and the blonde vixen strode off to join some fellow crew members at another table, her rump sashaying provocatively under her short black skirt.
Within a moment Red and Ignazio were alone in Red’s room. After a fervent embrace and much sloppy kissing, Red pushed the rough young man away. "What’s the matter?" he asked.
"Take your clothes off," answered Red. "Quickly!"
Ignazio lost no time in stripping off his clothes under Red’s lustful gaze. Red impatiently stripped herself at the same time and pushed Ignazio onto the bed, her large pale pendulous breasts brushing against Ignazio’s chest. However, as Red pinned Ignazio to the bed, Ignazio remarked, "I feel very strange."
"Yes, I drugged your wine. But don’t be alarmed. When you wake up tomorrow you will be just fine." With that, Ignazio’s eyes fluttered shut and his head lolled slightly to the side.
Red noted with satisfaction that the drug worked just as anticipated, as she gazed at his firmly inflated tumescence. Red took a moment to admire the man’s form. He had a tall lanky well muscled body, a fitting complement to his long hard well muscled cock. After probing and testing his member with curious fingers, Red gleefully impaled herself, wriggling sensuously, luxuriating in his manhood. Leaning forward, she delighted in the sensation of her nipples rubbing against his coarse curly chest hair as she covered his insensible lips with soft kisses. Within a few moments Red had worked herself up into a wild knot of passion, exploding with ecstatic convulsions all over Ignazio’s comatose frame.
Meanwhile, Thomasina decided to retire to her room to prepare for bed. As she entered, a Chinese chambermaid was tidying up. "Oh, excuse me, madam," the chambermaid addressed Thomasina, with a sweet girlish voice, "I was just getting ready to leave. But before I go, is there anything I can do for you?" Thomasina was still feeling sore at being so abruptly abandoned by her paramour, and just wanted to be left alone.
"No, thank you. That will be all."
"But… are you sure there’s nothing I can do for you?"
Thomasina turned to take a good look at the girl. Thomasina felt an immediate spark of attraction to this vixen posed so invitingly. Warm, coy eyes gazed out from a soft oval face that had the plumpest, most kissable cheeks that Thomasina had ever seen.
She stood with her back arched, her fleshy bosom casually thrust out against a tight sheer blue silk blouse, her pert full breasts poking stiffly against the soft fabric. It was cropped well above her navel and was matched by a blue silk sarong tied low about her hips, a generous expanse of creamy midriff exposed between. A pair of soft bare feet peeked out from underneath the long skirt. The girl’s fingers brushed suggestively against her small smooth belly, as she gazed at Thomasina, her small flowery mouth slightly open.
"Yes, there is. Please stay awhile," replied Thomasina, a swelling rush of desire suddenly lifting her out her foul mood.
Meanwhile, Red had gotten about all the satisfaction she could handle from the unconscious Ignazio. She groggily dismounted and dressed herself. She then retrieved the small bag of coins which she had paid him. "Overall, a most impressive performance," she mused to Ignazio’s unhearing ears. "What you lack in enthusiasm you more than make up for in sheer volume and endurance!" Leaving the room, she turned to address Ignazio one last time. "Many thanks for the refund, Ignazio. You are a true gentleman!"
Walking a few feet down a narrow hallway, Red approached the door where she believed Thomasina to be asleep. She was about to knock, to ask Thomasina to let her in, when she heard deep sultry moans coming from within. Listening closely she was able to make out two female voices, their ecstatic sighs intermingling with one another in sweet harmony.
So Thomasina found some fun of her own, the tart! Red smiled to herself. She couldn’t really be angry under the circumstances. In fact she decided to try to join them, knowing Thomasina well enough to be sure she had found a beautiful and passionate partner. Red slipped her long thin dagger through the door jamb and gingerly lifted the door’s bolt up out of its latch. Red quietly pushed the door open.
The room was dimly lit by the orange glow of an oil lamp. Red peered in to see the Asian girl mounted on Thomasina, writhing in ecstatic abandon, the lamplight reflecting in orange arcs off the curves of her olive flesh. Red noted with some alarm a colorful tell-tale tattoo printed on the right cheek of the girl’s undulating buttocks.
The girl turned to gaze at Red in astonishment, immediately catching Red’s dagger between her soft pert breasts as it flew at lightning speed, embedding with a solid "Thunk!" Still in the throes of an ecstatic convulsion, the girl let out a long low moan, an eerie sound of pleasure mixed with pain, and then collapsed on Thomasina.
Thomasina was too angry to be frightened. "Red! What the hell did you do that for?" she exclaimed, pulling herself out from underneath the luscious limp form.
"I was only saving your life. Look!" ordered Red, pointing at the cheek of the girl’s right buttocks.
"Yes, she has a lovely arse. What of it?"
You see that tattoo? That’s a red scorpion. This girl is a member of the League of the Red Scorpion, an international band of expert assassins."
Thomasina’s jaw dropped in astonishment.
Red bent over the now lifeless rogue, rolling her over, and loosened her dagger from between the soft full breasts. Red noted with satisfaction the small clean wound evidencing the surgical accuracy of the instantly fatal blow. She carefully examined the naked body while unashamedly admiring the ravishing remains. "I must congratulate you on such a worthy conquest. The girl is really quite beautiful," Red remarked while giving one of the girl’s ample breasts a brief caress. Red’s fingers drifted sensuously over the girl’s smooth firm flesh as she examined the body for more clues.
She found a ring with a red ruby crystal, and slipped it off the girl’s finger. Studying the ring, Red observed, "The crystal is loose. Not loose, but…" Red twisted the crystal and its mounting about 90 degrees. A sharp needle rose out of the ring, glistening with some sort of deadly fluid. "A ring with a poison needle! How neat!" exclaimed Red. "I’ll have to hold on to this."
Red continued to search the girl’s things. "Ah, look at this, a letter! Let me read you this!
" ‘Dear Wu Ling,
You must pursue that traitorous gigolo Ignazio and retrieve the map to my treasure. No doubt he will attempt to sell it for cash. If he manages to do so before you catch up to him, you must dispose of the buyers. In fact you must dispose of anyone who has seen the map or knows of its existence.
Su Lin’
"Amazing!" exclaimed Red. "So that worthless map is real after all!"
Red looked around the room. "We have to do something with this body." Red approached a closet door and opened it. Out tumbled another nude body, a young Asian woman, very similar in face and form to the body already lying on the bed, practically knocking Red down. The girl came to rest at Red’s feet. Red was struck by the girl’s beauty, with her arms outstretched, her dark pink nipples pointed at the ceiling, and her long dark hair scattered wildly about her head. Red bent down over the girl, examining her naked form for any sign of life. "This is most likely the real chambermaid, seduced by that barefoot slut just as you were. And presumably, I was to be the next victim as well. Here we go!" Red had located a deep red scratch on the girl’s neck, undoubtedly made by the deadly ring.
"Three women in one night!" exclaimed Thomasina, "Quite the promiscuous little assassin, wasn’t she?"
Red stood up and looked at the girl on the floor and then at the girl on the bed. "Now we have two bodies to get rid of. Here, give me a hand."
Red and Thomasina wrapped the bodies in sheets and quietly dragged them down the hall to where the sleeping Ignazio still lay. They unwrapped them and positioned the bodies on either side of him, each head tranquilly cradled against one of Ignazio’s arms, their bosoms pressed intimately against Ignazio’s unconscious form.
"Such a sweet scene," mused Red. "A perfectly natural looking scenario, at least for the likes of this place."
"Ignazio will be in for quite a surprise when he wakes up," remarked Thomasina.
"That he will!" chuckled Red. "Now let’s get out of here!" Red considered what she had seen on the map as they made their way out. "Hmm… The island of Maurii.."
Chapter 2 – A Spirited Welcome
The island of Maurii was an island in the middle of the China Sea, rich with banana and coconut trees, good fishing and lush greenery. This is not to mention it’s greatest treasure, one of the most prolific pearl producing bays in all the South Sea. The island would have been a magnet for traders and pearl divers, as these types were constantly on the lookout for untapped sources of pearl. That is, if it were not for the beautiful and deadly race of Polynesians living on the island, the Naaptali. The Naaptali were a matriarchal but warlike tribe of Polynesian natives. They had a strong taboo against any man engaging in warfare, lest they deplete their ability to procreate. Not to mention that they considered the female to be by far the deadlier of the species.
Several days and many miles later, Calico Red and her crew found themselves far out at sea on board their well armed frigate, the Siren Spell, the same vessel that they had confiscated several months before from Red’s infamous rival, Solandra, the Black Rose. Red was directing some crew members to shift the main mast to better catch a feeble sea breeze, when suddenly a sharp whistle came from the crow’s nest. Red excitedly peered at horizon where they were headed, and could barely discern the jagged outline of a distant island, blue and hazy in the distance.
"The island of Maurii! Finally!" Red exclaimed, raising her spyglass to take a careful look. "It’s here, just as the map indicated it would be."
"I trust it will be worth it, Captain. This has been a long voyage," answered Venus, a tall black wench with a large mane of curly black hair, an hourglass figure, and a tight, rippling torso. Venus had recently been promoted to the position of first mate. (One of the advantages of being among Red’s crew was the ample opportunity for advancement, due to the high turnover.) She spoke with a thick Caribbean accent, "All this time we could have enjoyed the easy task of collecting tribute from the countless number of helpless fishing junks sailing about Macau."
Red made quite a compelling spectacle herself, standing in the sun with her gleaming red hair, creamy white skin and bountiful cleavage. Both Red and Venus wore the same uniform as all of Red’s pirate wenches, black leather boots, short snug black skirt, and a tight white cotton halter with sleeves off the shoulder, tailored to generate an ample amount of cleavage, and reveal a maximum amount of torso. A bright red scarf tied about Red’s neck was the sole signifier of her superior rank.
"Nonsense! Su Lin’s coffers are reputed to contain more riches than those of the emperor himself!" Looking around, Red exclaimed, "I’ll need a landing party, of course. Rebecca, Claudette, Rosita, and Kristine, you will each accompany me ashore to search for the treasure. Venus, you stay here and take charge till I return."
"Take care, Captain. If this island is truly Su Lin’s hideaway, there’s no guessing what sort of dangers await."
"I trust we do meet with resistance of some sort," Red exclaimed with a chuckle. "All the more happiness for the blade of my sword!"
The five pirate wenches eventually made their way to the island, across a narrow stretch of white sand and into a dark lush forest. Red and her crew followed a gurgling creek about a half mile upstream until it disappeared into the ground in the middle of an open clearing. A huge white quartz boulder stood beside the natural spring.
"All is just as the map indicates." Red stated as she looked back and forth between her surroundings and the map. "And the soil here…"
"AHHHHHHHHH!!!" Rebecca interrupted with a startled scream. The others turned to see that Rebecca had been pierced by an arrow, deeply embedded between her proud pert breasts.
As Rebecca fell to the forest floor, each of the pirate girls lifted her pistol and turned toward the apparent source. Peering into the trees at the edge of the clearing, Red spotted what appeared to be a young amazon warrior squatting on a thick tree limb. She was wearing a tiny fur loincloth, and tight fur halter that barely held her magnificent breasts. She had a thin smile as she drew her next shaft, clearly enjoying what seemed to be easy pickings.
The smile soon faded to a grimace as Red placed a pistol shot squarely into her soft belly. Clutching her wound, she let fall her bow and arrow, languorously dropping after them.
Then… Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Arrows seemed to be everywhere. Seemingly all at once, Red found herself standing alone, as her compatriots began groaning and dropping, their backs, breasts and bellies perforated with a flurry of well aimed arrows. As the last of her companions fell, Red drew her sword and looked around, seeing nothing but shadows moving in the forest.
Then, in unison, a group of shapely young amazon women stepped out into the clearing, each wearing the same scanty two piece number as the young soldier that Red had so neatly dispatched. They appeared to have Red surrounded, each with an arrow ready and aimed. Red had no choice but to drop her sword.
Red was soon bound, hands tied behind her back and a rough cord tied about her neck as a make-shift leash. She was marched through the forest and into the center of the amazon village and into the presence of what appeared to be their leader, a tall bronze skinned woman with sleek black hair, high cheek bones, and almond eyes. Accompanying her, Red was not surprised to see two cohorts of Su Lin. She recognized them from their distinctive garments, bright green silken knee breeches and matching green silk vests laced tight around their bosoms. These Chinese women were tall and healthily filled out, not like the short frail peasant women that Red had been accustomed to seeing on the fishing junks. They padded about comfortably in bare feet on the rough forest floor.
Calico Red spoke first, "So Su Lin is behind this! I should have known that…"
"Silence, bitch!" one of Su Lin’s emissaries stepped forward, slapping Red hard across the face in mid-sentence. "Tay Chi and I are here to bring you back to Su Lin. Queen Tefara here has been kind enough to aid in your capture!"
"A trap! So the map was a fake after all!"
"Yes," said the Asian wench as she sported an evil grin. "Su Lin deliberately sent that slimy creature Ignazio after you. And then she sent Wu Ling in pursuit in order to lend credence to Ignazio. If Wu Ling had been successful in killing you, then so much the better! As it is, you have fallen neatly into our clutches."
"Queen Tefara’s cooperation comes with a modest price I presume. How much are they paying you?" Red asked, locking eyes with the amazon leader.
"400 Rupee."
Red threw her head back and laughed, "400 Rupee? That’s nothing! 1200 Rupee for you if you return me to my ship!"
Queen Tefara looked at the other two pirates, "It seems we have the beginnings of a very interesting bidding war!"
"No!" exclaimed Su Lin’s emissary, "That wasn’t our agreement!" She flashed her long curved dagger, brandishing it at the queen. "We take Red, and we take her now!"
"Toriki, don’t be stupid," Tay Chi admonished her companion.
But it was too late. Queen Tefara nodded at a soldier standing by. The soldier raised her javelin. "No.. I didn’t mean.." babbled Toriki. The javelin flew, but Tefara’s soldier had not aimed for Toriki at all, but impaled the unsuspecting Tay Chi, the javelin lodging at its midpoint in her smooth tender torso. Tay Chi touched the javelin with uncomprehending fingers, gave a pitiful sigh, and slowly collapsed to the ground.
"That was a warning, Toriki." Tefara stated calmly. "Now go and tell your captain that the ransom must be completely renegotiated!"
"Tay Chi had a very special place in the heart of Su Lin!" Toriki said as she turned to go. "You shall pay for this!" Toriki ranted as she stormed off into the forest. "You shall pay for this with your lives!"
Queen Tefara ordered her soldiers "Strip Calico Red and tie her to a post. We’ll keep her there till I decide what to do with her."
As Red was bound to a post in all her glorious nakedness in the middle of the island forest, another drama was unfolding out in the bay.
Chapter 3 – A Kiss Farewell
Alerted by a warning whistle from the crow’s nest, Venus turned to peer at the mouth of the bay in which her ship was anchored. As she watched, a heavily armed Chinese junk lazily cruised across the mouth of the bay, stopping midway, effectively blocking the exit. Venus went to seek out Conchita, the ship’s navigator, to discuss the situation.
Venus and Conchita stood by the bow of the Siren Spell, appraising the new arrival. Conchita was a busty bronze skinned girl from Brazil with a cute button nose. Together, the two created a very shapely pair of silhouettes, standing against the background of the bright blue bay.
Venus spoke, "I can’t say as I’m surprised. That’s obviously Su Lin’s pirate junk, the Purple Dragon, and she’s got us right where she wants us."
"We can’t approach their ship without receiving a full broadside cannon blast," pondered Conchita. "At least, anchored here, we are out of range of their cannons and pistols… Ohhhh!" Conchita gave a sudden start. She felt at her torso and then looked with fear and dismay at her blood stained fingers. "I’ve been hit!"
As the bronze skinned beauty collapsed with a girlish sigh to lay at Venus’ feet, the first mate aimed her spy glass at the ominous vessel to determine the source of the fatal strike. Peering through the spyglass, Venus could clearly see three rifle wielding pirate girls lined up at the bow of the Chinese junk.
"Jezails!" Venus mused to herself. She recognized them by their strangely curved rifle stock. She had heard of these but had never actually seen one before. Technologically superior to European made muskets, they could shoot very long distances with deadly accuracy.
Continuing to observe the snipers through her spyglass, Venus was too far from them to hear the gun’s report, but she saw one of the jezails emit a small puff of smoke as one of the pirate girls took aim.
"Ohhhhhhhh!!!" Venus heard a sharp cry from overhead. "Help me! I’ve been shot! I’m falling!" As Venus looked up, a pirate girl working a mast overhead could no longer maintain her perch. As Venus watched helplessly, the girl slipped off her beam with a frightened scream, plummeting through the air to land with a heavy thud, vibrating the deck beneath Venus’ feet. The girl lay lifeless and limp just a few feet from where Venus stood, her neck broken on impact.
Looking through her spy glass, Venus could see the three pirate girls laughing at the violent spectacle. Putting away the spyglass, Venus hastily made her way around the deck, ordering all the crew to take cover.
As the sun gradually sank and the crew prepared to settle in for the night, a plan formed in Venus’ mind. "We’ll ram them at dawn," thought Venus. It wasn’t much of a plan, but it seemed the only hope that any of them would get out of this predicament alive.
As darkness fell and the amazon village gradually became still and quiet, Red eventually found herself alone with a single amazon sentry, a beautiful young woman who appeared to be in her mid-twenties. She had high cheekbones, brown skin, wild tousled mane and dark penetrating eyes. Red admired the smooth curves revealed by the scanty fur two piece as the girl lazily meandered through the small village. She and Red appeared to be the only ones awake.
Eventually the girl came to be aware of Red’s admiring gaze, and approached the bound beauty, locking eyes with her. Red thrust out her bare bountiful bosom invitingly. The girl brandished a long curved dagger with one hand, and then with the other hand, grasped Red’s jaw and kissed her, forcing her tongue into Red’s mouth. After a few seconds the girl withdrew, circled behind Red and cut the cords that bound Red’s hands and arms, but left her ankles tied to the post.
The girl came back to stand in front of Red, still brandishing the dagger, and slipped out of what little she was wearing. She motioned for Red to go down. On her way down, Red stopped at the girl’s large out thrust breasts. She obediently sucked on each, teasing the girl’s nipples with her tantalizing tongue. Very gradually, Red worked her way down, kissing, licking, and caressing the skin of the girl’s smooth firm belly. The girl began to release soft little sighs, while trying to stifle the louder moans that she felt welling up, lest she waken anyone. Then Red began to eat the girl out, while kneading the flesh of her firm protruding buttocks.
The girl’s breath began to come in quick sharp gasps as she approached climax. So enraptured was she that she did not feel the needle from Red’s ring penetrate her buttock nor felt the injection of its deadly fluid into her blood. The girl trembled as her body rocked in ecstasy.
Then she staggered back, dropping the curved dagger to the ground as she began to lose feeling in her extremities. Then she dropped to her knees as her ankles gave way, gazing at Red with a questioning stare. She tottered on her knees for a few seconds. Then her eyes rolled back in her head and she collapsed to the ground like a limp lifeless rag doll.
Using her hands, which were now free, Red quickly untied her ankles and appropriated the young woman’s curved dagger. Red threw the ill-fated amazon a quick kiss and quietly slipped out of the village. Working her way carefully through the dark forest, she made her way towards the shore.
Chapter 4 – South Sea Slaughter
Out in the bay, the sky filled with an orange glow as the first rays of sunlight threatened to break over the horizon. The Siren Spell had caught an early morning wind, and now, powered by both oar and wind, the Siren Spell’s prow was aimed squarely at the mainmast of the Purple Dragon. Peering through her spyglass, Venus could see the crew of the Asian pirate vessel pointing and talking among themselves excitedly. Then she spotted Su-Lin and what appeared to be her second in command having a heated argument.
"Captain, what they are attempting to do is suicide – but they seem determined to ram us. At this angle they are certain to sink us. We must move out of their way! We can still fight back, but we must evade this collision or we are lost!"
"Nonsense, Lay Ping. A few fusillades of cannon balls will sink those bitches before they get to us. No, Lay Ping, we are not moving a hair’s breadth."
"Very well then. I will supervise the attack."
Shortly, the Purple Dragon’s hefty array of cannons was roaring. Many of the cannon balls bounced obliquely off the side of the Siren Spell’s hull or sailed over the bow. However, a few cannon balls hit their mark perfectly, exploding in the middle of the Siren Spell’s deck. Several of Red’s girls, standing at the ready with pistols and crossbows loaded, staggered away from the explosions, collapsing on the bow, or tumbling over it into the sea, their bodies perforated with searing shrapnel.
A couple of Red’s girls trying to set the masts properly were picked off by Su Lin’s snipers. One after the other, they lost their grip, crying forlornly as they plummeted into the sea. As the Siren Spell grew closer to its target, injured but still operating, Venus smiled smugly as she finally nailed one of the jezail wielding wenches with a blast from her flint lock. The vicious vixen clutched at her bosom with dismay and then losing her balance, slowly pitched forward over the bow into the sea. At just about the same time, one of Venus’ mates scored yet another sniper with her crossbow. The doomed damsel dropped her jezail into the deep, and slumped forward over the bow, the crossbow bolt jutting out through the tight lace of her silk vest.
Then both vessels rocked as the prow of the Siren Spell tore into the Purple Dragon, ripping through its hull with a loud crack that sounded almost like an explosion. "We are lost, Captain! We must abandon ship!" the winsome Lay Ping cried as leapt up onto the bow, balancing there momentarily.
"Coward!" yelled Su Lin. "Take a belly full of lead with you then as your parting gift!" With that, Su Lin skewered Lay Ping’s luscious belly button with a blast from her flintlock, the force of impact carrying Lay Ping over the side.
Red’s pirate girls lined the bow, peppering the crew of the Purple Dragon with pistol shots and cross bow bolts. Su Lin’s crew attacked voraciously as they attempted to avoid expiring with their own doomed vessel. Several of the Asian wenches were struck in midair as they attempted to leap across the breach to the Siren Spell, dashing themselves against the hull or flopping limp and lifeless across the bow. A handful of Su Lin’s brown skinned beauties made it to the deck of the Siren Spell, impaling a number of Red’s crew with their strangely curved swords. But they soon collapsed, their handsome bodies perforated by a flurry of lead and cross bow shafts.
Before too long, the only thing left of the Purple Dragon was a burning remnant, sending up a curl of black smoke as it slowly sank into the deep. The surrounding sea was littered with the floating remains of pirate girls, bobbing like so much flotsam, many of them members of Red’s crew but most being the drifting debris of Su Lin’s crew.
By the time Red arrived at the narrow strip of white sand that separated the forest from the sea, the sun had broken over the horizon, making everything clearly visible. Red quickly digested the situation as she spied the smoking ruin of the Purple Dragon as well as her own vessel, the Siren Spell, cruising calmly nearby.
However, as Red made her way, who should stagger up out of the surf, but Red’s nemesis Su Lin, a bit haggard from her long swim from the ruin of her ship, but still standing strong and proud. Her vest had become lost in her struggle to shore, and Su Lin actually looked quite splendid, her magnificent breasts out thrust, her wet hair and body gleaming with orange light reflecting from the early morning sun.
"Calico Red!" she cried out. "It is you who are responsible for my dear Tay Chi’s death. It is you who are responsible for the destruction of my magnificent vessel! For this you will die the longest, most horrible, most painful death humanly possible!"
Su Lin had drawn her long curved saber. Red realized she was significantly outmatched since her sole weapon was the curved knife she had scavenged. As Su Lin slowly circled, swiping at Red with the long blade, Red was able to fend off the blows with the knife, but wasn’t at all certain how long she could keep this up.
After a moment, Su Lin had circled far enough that she basically stood with her back to the forest. Red was fascinated to see a number of the Naaptali amazons silently emerge from the forest brandishing spears and arrows. Still parrying Su Lin’s thrusts, Red muttered "Bloody hell!" as she eyed one of the amazons heaving a javelin in their direction.
Su Lin chuckled at what she believed to be Red’s trickery. "Nice try, Cap…OOOOH!!" Su Lin gasped as the javelin tore through her body, its tip jutting out between her shapely breasts. As Su Lin dropped to her knees she could see Red smiling wryly. "I trust you find this… extremely… amusing… bitch!" she managed to spit out before collapsing, her nipples buried, the dry sand clinging to her hair, face, and body.
But before Su Lin was able to complete her parting statement, Red was forced to turn tail, trailed by a string of arrows and javelins that followed her as she sped away and dove into the surf.
Back on board, Thomasina was dealing with the last of the Asian pirate band, a beautiful wench that Thomasina had forced back against the bow with her rapier. The Asian threw down her sword. "I surrender. Take me as your prisoner." She stood with her back arched seductively, caressing her bosom and belly.
Thomasina hesitated for just a second, her eyes drinking in the soft curves of the woman’s scantily clad form. Then, "Prisoner? Why should I waste my time?" Thomasina deftly impaled the wench through the soft torso so appealingly displayed – but before the girl had time to fall, Thomasina sent her reeling over the bow with a kick from the heel of her boot.
As Thomasina heard the soft satisfying splash, a familiar voice bellowed from down below. "Hey, Thomasina! That bitch almost hit me in the head!"
"Red! We thought you were dead!"
"You all should be so lucky!"
Later after dark, Thomasina and Red were relaxing in the Captain’s cabin, trying to unwind after the harrowing battle earlier that day. Red was admiring herself in a looking glass as she modeled for herself a red silk robe decorated with small dragons rendered in gold embroidery. "I’m so glad we were able to retrieve these fine silk garments from Su Lin’s ship before it sank. They should command a small fortune on the open market. However, this one I think I’ll keep. Do you think it makes my arse look big?"
"I’ve composed a new song," Thomasina interrupted. She was likewise clothed in one of the splendid robes, hers being peach colored. "I hope you like it." She fingered some arpeggios on her Spanish guitar and began:
"O, Su Lin was a pirate maiden bold;
But now she lies naked and dead;
Her lovely body cool and pale
’Neath the foot of Calico Red!
Her eyes now closed, her upturned toes
Are pointed up and out;
Her hair so black, her jaw hangs slack, her lips too dead to pout.
Let all girls know, where e’er they go
To fight ‘gainst the maiden red
They must beware of the flaming hair
Lest they end as toys in her bed.
For even a slant-eyed maiden bold,
With victories replete
Can end sprawled out with tits and toes up
A corpse at Calico’s feet!"
