This is a story I had up before but took down for a while I'm putting
back up but with a fair disclaimer that the content is on the darker and
mature side and if you are offended by it please don't read it. But I do
hope some of you enjoy. More chapters will be coming soon if they are
wanted.
Chapter 1
The Shark Bait was a well-known burlesque house situated in the heart of Tortuga. Any pirate that had the gold to spend spent them on one of Madame D'arcy's whores. Not because they were the prettiest, not to say that the women were ugly, far from it. But these women knew exactly what to do to a man. That was why Thalia was sitting on her bed waiting for her first "patron". Thalia's mother had been Grecian and married her English father. While in route to the Port Royal her ship had been sunk and a slaving ship had picked her up. The slavers realizing that having an unspoiled girl on their hands they had an opportunity to make some extra money. So she was sold to Madame D'acry in Tortuga, she'd been. Thalia wasn't the prettiest girl in the place, not at all, she had rather plain brown hair which she kept cut short, just above her shoulders and was perhaps a little under weight from malnutrition, and she was short only five feet tall. The only thing that she could boast as beautiful was perhaps her eyes; they were an odd light aqua color. Due to the fact that she had only arrived on the island about four weeks ago and she kept trying to escape, she had only been allowed to clean the rooms and make sure the girls and patrons were comfortable under the watchful eye of Madame D'arcy. But she knew that she wouldn't be allowed to be a maid forever. And now the day had come, this would be Thalia's first client and she was scarred stiff. Oh yes she was intrigued by how the other girls talked about the rough and tumble pirates that came through The Shark Bait's doors but that didn't really calm any of her nerves in fact, they usually made them worse.
The door to her chamber swung open unexpectedly and an old man with a peg leg hobbled into the room obviously very, very drunk. He slammed the door closed so hard that it made Thalia jump nervously. It didn't help any that the man was singing loudly about raping and pillaging. Thalia's face fell and she raised one of her eyebrows "Madame expected her to sleep with that?" she thought disgustedly, she knew that most of the patrons weren't lookers but she had been hoping that her first would be at least semi attractive. The man stumbled over and fell onto the bed. Looking at Thalia he said, "I finally got it! After all dis bloody time I finally gotched the bleeden' ting." The man looked so impressed with himself Thalia asked, "What do ya got?" The man laughed at her, which turned into a wet cough. "I got de map to de great'st treasure in the bloody Spanish Main." Thalia was suddenly very interested in what this drunken old man was saying. He scooted closer to her and touching her knee with his old rough hands said, "I show it te ye if ye promise not to tell a right soul aboutched it." "I promise." "Swear on ye moders life." "Me mum is at t'e bottom of the sea." The man frowned at this then said drunkenly, "Then swears on her immortal soul that ye won't tell anyone what I'm about to tell ye." "I swear." The man began to fumble with his belt and for a horrified moment Thalia thought that he was going to take his pants off. She had almost forgotten why this man was here in the first place. She silently prayed for a moment and when she opened her eyes the old man was waving a piece of paper in front of her. "Dis be it darlin' t'e answers to me prayers." He opened it up and shoved it in her face again. She could see that it was a well-worn piece of parchment with an island sketched on it with quadrants and some odd writing along the border. It took her a moment to realize with a shock of excitement that it was written in Greek. (Which she never would have realized if the drunken pirate had not been holding the map upside- down.) "No one knows 'ow te read it yet. But I'll find someone w'o can." The man said then mumbled, "I don't tink Sparra has no one te read it either." But when Thalia reached for the map the old man stuck it back down his britches and said, "Ah-ah darlin' if yous wants ta see it again you got to go lookin' fer it." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and pushed Thalia onto the dirty mattress kissing the side of her mouth. His old hands groping her feeling for what lay under her raggedy bodice. She was forcing herself not to scream when she began to hear real screams coming from the other girls on the floors below hers. With another crash her door was broken apart by a group of three rough and tumble men, lead by one with dark kohl lined eyes. The old man and turned to stare at the men who had come through the door and when the old man locked eyes with the kohl lined ones he made a little squeak and fumbled over Thalia off the bed. The old man exclaimed, "Jack, how did ya find me?" The man with the kohl eyes and dread locks looked at the man for a moment and grinned, "Yer a very lousy thief Hermann. And you forgot one thing."
"Yea'? What's that?" Hermann asked.
"I'm Captian Jack Sparrow." The man with the dark eyes said gesturing with his hands. Thalia's eyes went wide; she had heard stories about this man from some of the other girls here. He was a wild pirate, without mercy. He actually commanded a ship that he had stolen from a man who had been so evil that hell had spat him back out. The ships name could still send shivers up her spine, "The Black Pearl". She watched transfixed as the three men with Jack spread out making sure that Hermann couldn't escape. Once Hermann realized what was about to happen he sighed heavily and pulled out his sword. "Dis is te way it be then Jack?"
"Aye." Said Jack. Hermann charged straight at Jack, who pulling a gun out of his waistband shot him through the chest. The old man, Hermann groaned and fell to the ground. Thalia let out a small scream of horror and with that small sound every pair of living eyes in the room turned toward her. "Well, well, well what have we here?" Jack said sauntering up to Thalia wrapping a finger in her short brown hair, "A boy in fancy dress?" "I ain't no boy." She said a little breathlessly. She pulled her head away from his hand and trying to back away from the large pirate. Jack merely walked toward her forcing her backward until she hit the wall he bent down to look at her, "Really? Prove it." Thalia's eyes widened and said, "What?" The men standing behind Jack echoed him, ""e said prove it." "No." Thalia said resolutely. "You would've proved it to old Hermann here. Wouldn't you? Poor devil." Said Jack gesturing at the body on the floor. Thalia blushed hotly and said, "He paid." Jack smiled as he saw her color rise and said, "Well as it is Hermann here stole that money from me along with another very important bobble. But that would mean that if it is my money and Hermann won't be around to use it then I paid for you." Thalia's eyes widened and said hurriedly, "I know where the map is." The four men were looking at her very intently now smiles gone. "Where is it then?" Jack asked her. Thalia frowned and said, "I dunna think I should tell ya." Jack grinned again and gestured to one of the three men behind him. That man must have been the biggest person Thalia had ever seen and when he strolled forward he picked Thalia up by her neck with one hand and held just above the ground. "Do ya think you should tell me now?" asked Captian Jack raising an eyebrow. Thalia who was holding onto the big man's wrist with both of her own hands nodded and she was immediately put down. "But ya have ta promise to let me live after I tell ye." "I promise." Jack said. "It's in his britches." Thalia said simply. Thalia fought hard not to laugh as every single one of their faces dropped, "If you're joking luv it's in very bad taste." Said Jack. "Swear on me mothers grave." She said back. Jack glanced at another one of his men and said, "Hobbs you get it." Hobbs turned a pale shade of green but nodded once and going over to Hermann's body retrieved the scrape of paper. Jack smiled as Hobbs handed it over to him and Jack placed it in his coat, "Now gentleman if you'll excuse me and the lady for a few minutes." The men all snickered to themselves looking at Thalia and walked out of the room, leaving Jack and Thalia alone. "Now, where were we luv?" "We weren't anywhere. Captain and I would like it if ya would just leave." "But I still have money to be used here." Jack said moving his right hand over Thalia's collarbones. He leaned into kiss her when she said hurriedly, "I can read the map for ya." Jack again stopped dead only an inch away from her lips, "Can ya now." He whispered at her. "Aye." She whispered back. "I see a chance for us to help each other Captain Sparrow." "Aye? And what's you're proposition then?" Jack asked keeping his close proximity to Thalia. "Take me on yer ship with ye. Away from here and I'll help you find yer treasure." She paused, "Of course I will be wantin' a fair share of said treasure." Jack smiled evilly at her, "If I let you on my ship and feed you and give you a share of the treasure what do I get?" "What do ya want?" That was obviously the wrong question to ask because when she did Jack leaned in a barely touching her neck with his lips he breathed in deeply sending shivers down Thalia's spine. "I know the reputation of this place." He glanced sideways at her; "If ya be my personal 'company' on the ship then I see nothing wrong with given you a share of the treasure." "Thirty percent." Thalia stated. "Five." Jack said back. "Twenty five." Thalia said. "Seven." Jack retorted. "Must I remind you that I am the only person you know that can read that map?" Said Thalia to Jack. "Fifteen then. Take it or leave it. I'm sure I can find someone else who can read it somewhere." "But not someone who can read it and do this." She slid her hands to either side of his face and brought him down for a low, nerve-melting kiss. (One of the whores who took a liking to her had taught her how to kiss.) "Aye. I don't think that very many people can do that." Jack said a huge grin spreading across his face. "So we have an accord then?" Thalia asked. "Aye an accord." Jack said sticking out his hand to shake her little one. "What's your name little one?" "Thalia Rhodes." She replied. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance Thalia. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." A little while later Thalia found herself in the captain's cabin of the Black Pearl as anchor was being weighed and the sail being unfurled. "What am I doing?" Thalia thought in a moment of panic. But it was too late now, and at least she wouldn't be forced to let any and all men that could pay the price to rub their dirty, horrid bodies all over her. "No." she said to herself, "Just one." She thought back on Jack and figured that she could've done worse. And she still had a couple of aces up her sleeves, "I think I can handle one pirate Captain." She thought smiling.
Chapter 1
The Shark Bait was a well-known burlesque house situated in the heart of Tortuga. Any pirate that had the gold to spend spent them on one of Madame D'arcy's whores. Not because they were the prettiest, not to say that the women were ugly, far from it. But these women knew exactly what to do to a man. That was why Thalia was sitting on her bed waiting for her first "patron". Thalia's mother had been Grecian and married her English father. While in route to the Port Royal her ship had been sunk and a slaving ship had picked her up. The slavers realizing that having an unspoiled girl on their hands they had an opportunity to make some extra money. So she was sold to Madame D'acry in Tortuga, she'd been. Thalia wasn't the prettiest girl in the place, not at all, she had rather plain brown hair which she kept cut short, just above her shoulders and was perhaps a little under weight from malnutrition, and she was short only five feet tall. The only thing that she could boast as beautiful was perhaps her eyes; they were an odd light aqua color. Due to the fact that she had only arrived on the island about four weeks ago and she kept trying to escape, she had only been allowed to clean the rooms and make sure the girls and patrons were comfortable under the watchful eye of Madame D'arcy. But she knew that she wouldn't be allowed to be a maid forever. And now the day had come, this would be Thalia's first client and she was scarred stiff. Oh yes she was intrigued by how the other girls talked about the rough and tumble pirates that came through The Shark Bait's doors but that didn't really calm any of her nerves in fact, they usually made them worse.
The door to her chamber swung open unexpectedly and an old man with a peg leg hobbled into the room obviously very, very drunk. He slammed the door closed so hard that it made Thalia jump nervously. It didn't help any that the man was singing loudly about raping and pillaging. Thalia's face fell and she raised one of her eyebrows "Madame expected her to sleep with that?" she thought disgustedly, she knew that most of the patrons weren't lookers but she had been hoping that her first would be at least semi attractive. The man stumbled over and fell onto the bed. Looking at Thalia he said, "I finally got it! After all dis bloody time I finally gotched the bleeden' ting." The man looked so impressed with himself Thalia asked, "What do ya got?" The man laughed at her, which turned into a wet cough. "I got de map to de great'st treasure in the bloody Spanish Main." Thalia was suddenly very interested in what this drunken old man was saying. He scooted closer to her and touching her knee with his old rough hands said, "I show it te ye if ye promise not to tell a right soul aboutched it." "I promise." "Swear on ye moders life." "Me mum is at t'e bottom of the sea." The man frowned at this then said drunkenly, "Then swears on her immortal soul that ye won't tell anyone what I'm about to tell ye." "I swear." The man began to fumble with his belt and for a horrified moment Thalia thought that he was going to take his pants off. She had almost forgotten why this man was here in the first place. She silently prayed for a moment and when she opened her eyes the old man was waving a piece of paper in front of her. "Dis be it darlin' t'e answers to me prayers." He opened it up and shoved it in her face again. She could see that it was a well-worn piece of parchment with an island sketched on it with quadrants and some odd writing along the border. It took her a moment to realize with a shock of excitement that it was written in Greek. (Which she never would have realized if the drunken pirate had not been holding the map upside- down.) "No one knows 'ow te read it yet. But I'll find someone w'o can." The man said then mumbled, "I don't tink Sparra has no one te read it either." But when Thalia reached for the map the old man stuck it back down his britches and said, "Ah-ah darlin' if yous wants ta see it again you got to go lookin' fer it." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and pushed Thalia onto the dirty mattress kissing the side of her mouth. His old hands groping her feeling for what lay under her raggedy bodice. She was forcing herself not to scream when she began to hear real screams coming from the other girls on the floors below hers. With another crash her door was broken apart by a group of three rough and tumble men, lead by one with dark kohl lined eyes. The old man and turned to stare at the men who had come through the door and when the old man locked eyes with the kohl lined ones he made a little squeak and fumbled over Thalia off the bed. The old man exclaimed, "Jack, how did ya find me?" The man with the kohl eyes and dread locks looked at the man for a moment and grinned, "Yer a very lousy thief Hermann. And you forgot one thing."
"Yea'? What's that?" Hermann asked.
"I'm Captian Jack Sparrow." The man with the dark eyes said gesturing with his hands. Thalia's eyes went wide; she had heard stories about this man from some of the other girls here. He was a wild pirate, without mercy. He actually commanded a ship that he had stolen from a man who had been so evil that hell had spat him back out. The ships name could still send shivers up her spine, "The Black Pearl". She watched transfixed as the three men with Jack spread out making sure that Hermann couldn't escape. Once Hermann realized what was about to happen he sighed heavily and pulled out his sword. "Dis is te way it be then Jack?"
"Aye." Said Jack. Hermann charged straight at Jack, who pulling a gun out of his waistband shot him through the chest. The old man, Hermann groaned and fell to the ground. Thalia let out a small scream of horror and with that small sound every pair of living eyes in the room turned toward her. "Well, well, well what have we here?" Jack said sauntering up to Thalia wrapping a finger in her short brown hair, "A boy in fancy dress?" "I ain't no boy." She said a little breathlessly. She pulled her head away from his hand and trying to back away from the large pirate. Jack merely walked toward her forcing her backward until she hit the wall he bent down to look at her, "Really? Prove it." Thalia's eyes widened and said, "What?" The men standing behind Jack echoed him, ""e said prove it." "No." Thalia said resolutely. "You would've proved it to old Hermann here. Wouldn't you? Poor devil." Said Jack gesturing at the body on the floor. Thalia blushed hotly and said, "He paid." Jack smiled as he saw her color rise and said, "Well as it is Hermann here stole that money from me along with another very important bobble. But that would mean that if it is my money and Hermann won't be around to use it then I paid for you." Thalia's eyes widened and said hurriedly, "I know where the map is." The four men were looking at her very intently now smiles gone. "Where is it then?" Jack asked her. Thalia frowned and said, "I dunna think I should tell ya." Jack grinned again and gestured to one of the three men behind him. That man must have been the biggest person Thalia had ever seen and when he strolled forward he picked Thalia up by her neck with one hand and held just above the ground. "Do ya think you should tell me now?" asked Captian Jack raising an eyebrow. Thalia who was holding onto the big man's wrist with both of her own hands nodded and she was immediately put down. "But ya have ta promise to let me live after I tell ye." "I promise." Jack said. "It's in his britches." Thalia said simply. Thalia fought hard not to laugh as every single one of their faces dropped, "If you're joking luv it's in very bad taste." Said Jack. "Swear on me mothers grave." She said back. Jack glanced at another one of his men and said, "Hobbs you get it." Hobbs turned a pale shade of green but nodded once and going over to Hermann's body retrieved the scrape of paper. Jack smiled as Hobbs handed it over to him and Jack placed it in his coat, "Now gentleman if you'll excuse me and the lady for a few minutes." The men all snickered to themselves looking at Thalia and walked out of the room, leaving Jack and Thalia alone. "Now, where were we luv?" "We weren't anywhere. Captain and I would like it if ya would just leave." "But I still have money to be used here." Jack said moving his right hand over Thalia's collarbones. He leaned into kiss her when she said hurriedly, "I can read the map for ya." Jack again stopped dead only an inch away from her lips, "Can ya now." He whispered at her. "Aye." She whispered back. "I see a chance for us to help each other Captain Sparrow." "Aye? And what's you're proposition then?" Jack asked keeping his close proximity to Thalia. "Take me on yer ship with ye. Away from here and I'll help you find yer treasure." She paused, "Of course I will be wantin' a fair share of said treasure." Jack smiled evilly at her, "If I let you on my ship and feed you and give you a share of the treasure what do I get?" "What do ya want?" That was obviously the wrong question to ask because when she did Jack leaned in a barely touching her neck with his lips he breathed in deeply sending shivers down Thalia's spine. "I know the reputation of this place." He glanced sideways at her; "If ya be my personal 'company' on the ship then I see nothing wrong with given you a share of the treasure." "Thirty percent." Thalia stated. "Five." Jack said back. "Twenty five." Thalia said. "Seven." Jack retorted. "Must I remind you that I am the only person you know that can read that map?" Said Thalia to Jack. "Fifteen then. Take it or leave it. I'm sure I can find someone else who can read it somewhere." "But not someone who can read it and do this." She slid her hands to either side of his face and brought him down for a low, nerve-melting kiss. (One of the whores who took a liking to her had taught her how to kiss.) "Aye. I don't think that very many people can do that." Jack said a huge grin spreading across his face. "So we have an accord then?" Thalia asked. "Aye an accord." Jack said sticking out his hand to shake her little one. "What's your name little one?" "Thalia Rhodes." She replied. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance Thalia. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." A little while later Thalia found herself in the captain's cabin of the Black Pearl as anchor was being weighed and the sail being unfurled. "What am I doing?" Thalia thought in a moment of panic. But it was too late now, and at least she wouldn't be forced to let any and all men that could pay the price to rub their dirty, horrid bodies all over her. "No." she said to herself, "Just one." She thought back on Jack and figured that she could've done worse. And she still had a couple of aces up her sleeves, "I think I can handle one pirate Captain." She thought smiling.