Forgot disclaimer last chapter, don't sue! I own nothing except Annabella and Amanda

Amanda had to admit, she was impressed with the captains reaction to her vomiting onto his boots. Instead of hitting her or screaming with fury he looked down at her with something akin to compassion. When she had stopped he picked her up again, this time at arms length and asked, "Ya done?" She shook her head no weakly, "Right then." He quickly walked her over to the side of the boat and Amanda realized that they were very far from home. All around her there was nothing but ocean for miles and miles, and she was trapped. She soon forgot her fear as another wave of nausea rolled through her body and she threw up over the railing until there was nothing in her stomach and even then she dry heaved for a few moments. She was suddenly aware that captain was actually holding her hair back for her and she felt a little bad about throwing up on his boots. When her body was done with its convulsing she wearily sank to the floor and looked up at the captain who was still standing over and she muttered, "Alright, now I think I'm done."

The man called Gibbs showed her to her cabin, if you wanted to call it that. It was more of a closet with no furniture except one bed. Gibbs had told her that the captain would allow her to rest for the rest of the day but come tomorrow she would have to work. Amanda had just nodded, too weak to even answer. When she was alone in the room she stripped down to her thin chemise and immediately fell onto the cot and passed out.

She was rudely awakened by someone shaking her. She opened her eyes to Jack Sparrow's face hovering over hers. She instinctively jerked away and ended up conking her already aching head against the wall. She had forgotten how enclosed the space she was in was. She glared at the laughing captain and asked, "Is it morning already? It seems too dark." He stopped laughing and moved back to allow her to sit up, "Naw, it's evening. Your mistress wants ta see ya though." She stood up and gestured impatiently for him to lead the way when he didn't stand. His hungry eyes swept over her body before he said, "Not tha' I mind luv, but I don't think ye want to walk amongst the crew in naught but yer skivvies." Amanda looked down at her practically naked body and blushed crimson. In what seemed to be record breaking speed she had gotten her dress back on and was attempting to lace up the back when she felt the captain standing behind her. Now that her body was back to normal it was impossible for Amanda to ignore the flutter in her stomach as he began to lace up the back of her dress.

She began shaking when he stopped lacing and moved his hands to her shoulders and began to massage. She hadn't realized how tight her muscles were there, and she couldn't help but moan as he worked out the knots. She closed her eyes and gave in to how good it felt. It was so pleasurable that she didn't really notice when he started kissing her neck. Her eyes snapped open and the moment was ruined however, when his hands slipped from her shoulders to massage her breasts. She spun around in his arms to look him straight in his smirking face. She opened her mouth to shout at him but never got to because just as she inhaled his mouth covered hers. She was so shocked that she didn't move for quite some time. It was not at all because enjoyed it, she told herself. He slid his tongue into her mouth and began licking the insides of her mouth. Amanda had never been kissed like this before, meaning she had never been kissed by anyone but her family. She had never imagined it would be this rough, this passionate. She had always thought it would be soft, sweet not some pirate wildly licking at the inside of her mouth as if he were trying to taste her. However, if this was how kissing always was she certainly wouldn't mind.

She decided it was time to stop when he, once again, began squeezing her breasts. She pulled her mouth from his with quite a bit of effort, he didn't seem to want to let her go, "We should stop," she whispered. He lifted her up and braced her between himself and the wall, their hips aligned and whispered, "I disagree." He kissed her again roughly, silencing any protests and then moved his mouth to her chest nipping and kissing at the small amount of cleavage that showed above her dress. He grabbed her ass, holding her to him as tightly as possible and began grinding his hips against hers. She gasped as she felt his hardness pressing painfully against her. She was shocked at how good it felt and she readjusted herself so he was thrusting against exactly the right spot. He growled and bucked against her so hard her lower back hit the wall with a loud bang.

Something inside her clicked when the loud bang echoed through the small cabin. Amanda made up her mind that this was definitely not how she wanted to lose her virginity and she definitely didn't want to lose it to him, someone who would be rough and uncaring. She was suddenly humiliated and ashamed that she had let it go this far. She was worth far more than this, she deserved to be loved and handled as though she were something precious and fragile, not like a piece of meat. "Stop!" She tried to shout, but it only came out as a whisper. He looked at her with eyes almost black with passion, "Say it like you mean it luv, and I'll consider yer request." She grabbed his face between her hands and pushed it away from her chest and looking him straight in the eye said, "You told me that no man would touch me unless I gave my permission. You do not have my permission, nor will you ever. I am not some whore you can use and then throw aside, now let me go." He grinned at her, still not letting her go, "Of course yer not a whore luv, I wasn't plannin' on paying ye." Her eyes widened and she could feel her face go red with fury. She was about to slap him when he stepped back and let her slide to the floor. She regained her composure as best she could, "Now, you said that my mistress wanted to see me. If you wouldn't mind I would like to be taken to her." He didn't even bother to move his eyes from her chest, " As milady wishes it." He gestured for her to walk in front of him.

As she walked up the stairs she could practically feel his eyes boring into her backside. When they reached the deck he told her the way to his cabin adding cheekily at the end, "And don't be a stranger. Feel free to drop by any time and maybe we can continue where we left off." She shook her head irritably and turned to walk away. Before she could though he gave her backside a playful swat, mainly just to see what fun reaction he would get out of her. Instead of giving him the satisfaction of seeing her angry she just kept walking, ignoring the leering laughter of the crew. Captain Jack Sparrow couldn't help but be impressed.

When Amanda knocked on the cabin door she heard a muffled yet sing- songy, "Come in!" She stepped into the large, spacious cabin and couldn't believe the sight that met her eyes. Annabella lounged on the captain's grand, four post bed completely naked except for the sheet that covered her. Her hair was mussed, her lips were slightly swollen, and Amanda could see multiple hickies across her neck, shoulders, and chest. Amanda didn't want to think about where others could be forming. All in all, it was obvious that Annabella had given the captain what Amanda had not, and from the looks of things was very, very satisfied. Sighing, Annabella rolled onto her stomach looking very much like an elegant cat that had just taken the best nap of its life. She giggled girlishly and said, "That Jack Sparrow is the most amazing man to ever grace this planet. I knew he would be the best I'd ever had." All Amanda could was stare dumbfounded.

OOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! Bad jack sparrow lol. Whew! Things got a little racy there. Don't worry people, jack will never develop feeling for annabella, only Amanda. And he'll probly get a little nicer.