Chapter 3: Pirate Ships, Rum, and Ghosts.
Sirena and Will walked through the sunken ship that they'd found, their air supply being plentiful so they wouldn't have to worry about drowning.
Actually, the place was more like an underwater cave than a shipwreck.
"So I've been thinking about it." Sirena said as they kept walking. "If we can get past Nassau and make stops in Havana and Kingston, we can catch a tropical north wind that'll show us through the Caribbean and into the Atlantic Ocean, bet us around the Cape of Good Hope, and leave us to stop in Lisbon." She continued.
"Which means it'll be a straight shot to the UK, and we'd get there a week ahead of schedule." William nodded.
"Precisely." The shark woman smiled before they came across a door. Opening it, they were greeted by treasure chests. "Oh hell yeah!" She exclaimed with a grin as she looked around. Some were open, showing the gold, silver and gems within.
There were also several crates, bags and barrels in the room. Specifically it was all cane sugar bags, fresh rum in oak barrels, and crates of already bottled rum.
"We're gonna need to make multiple trips to get all of this… That, or get multiple ships in on this." Will whistled as he looked around.
"And this is likely just the beginning." Sirena hummed. "Just looking at this now, this rum has probably been aging for centuries. The flavor alone is going to make it worth an arm and a leg. The rest… oh man, Smugglers Cove is going to be drooling to get even one of these items as a trophy." She added, drooling herself a bit as she envisioned having Smuggler's Cove eating out of the palm of her webbed hand.
"Close your mouth before dust gets in it, sweetie." Will chuckled, closing his lover's mouth for her. "But let's come back here on our way out. I don't want to be encumbered by riches while I explore." He told her.
"Oh alright…" The shark woman sighed as they kept searching the ship. "… Ya know, put a bed here and we'd have the perfect place to have sex underwater." She mused as Will drank from a canteen.
This made him do a spit take, causing the pirate queen to giggle in amusement.
"Seriously? While I'm drinking, you horny shark?" He coughed, pounding his chest a bit.
"You're telling me that you wouldn't want to fuck my brains out at the bottom of the ocean?" The sea wolf questioned with a raised eyebrow as they kept walking.
"Oh don't get me wrong, I'd do that. I just wish you didn't bring it up while I was drinking." The man told her in reply.
"That's what I thought." Sirena chuckled. "… Wanna do it right now?" She asked as they entered another room with treasure in it.
"Not now. We don't want the rest of the crew to think something killed us down here and leave without us." Will told her in reply. "We both know how you get when you're in the mood." He told her knowingly.
"Party pooper." The woman pouted as they left the room to keep exploring.
"Tell you what, after we clean this place out, we can renovate it to be an underwater house for us to use, and once we move in…" He then squeezed her ass. "This place will be the house where the only clothing you'll be allowed to wear is an Arabian harem girl outfit I found in the Inagua brothel." He purred.
"Or better yet: The only thing I'm allowed to wear is a collar with my name on it, and nothing else. Just for you." Sirena counter-proposed with her own purr.
"You want to be my pet?" He questioned, realizing where this was going. "Shall I get you a leash, too?" He asked.
"I doubt we'd be going for any real walks down here, so I wouldn't bother." The shark woman denied with a shrug, her rack bouncing a bit from the action.
"I think this ship is big enough for us to take plenty of walks, actually." Will countered. "But really, the leash would be for Inagua." He purred huskily.
This caused Sirena to shiver—her dirty mind starting to conjure images of her being led by a leash around the island of Great Inagua, like a good little bitch—where her crew could see her.
Naked, panting, tongue lapping, tail wagging, moaning, walking on all fours, breasts and ass bouncing and pregnant belly sloshing with every move.
It sounded so animalistic, so feral, so degrading, so dehumanizing, so depraved, so debauched, so… hot, and erotic.
But the fact that she knew that Will wasn't going to take it that far kept her dirty mind in check.
Didn't mean that she wasn't going to look forward to doing that kind of roleplay.
"You just had to get me hot and bothered with that image." She breathed.
"It's a skill." Will chuckled, kissing her deeply for a moment before they continued walking.
After a bit, they came across a fancy looking door. Walking in, they saw that they had found the captain's cabin. It was pretty well preserved, much like the rest of the Silent Lamb's interior. In fact, much of the furniture was in mint condition, despite the amount of time that had passed.
"Hm… I didn't think these would be in such good condition." Will hummed, looking at the furniture that would cost a sizable fortune in this day and age.
"Yeah, we'll need to get an entire system setup to extract everything on the ship." Sirena nodded as she looked around the cabin. "… The thought of you ramming me on this desk is beyond tempting right now." She hummed, running her hand along the exquisitely preserved mahogany wood desk at the center of the room, picking up a small globe. "Think this looks about the right size to act as a ball gag?" She asked, tail swishing thoughtfully.
"We are not using things from three centuries ago as sex items." Will deadpanned.
"Where's your sense of imagination?" His fiancé deadpanned back, her tongue rolling out of her mouth as she put the globe in it.
Sure enough, it did indeed look like she had a ball gag in her mouth.
"You'd be surprised at how often me late wife used that globe like that." A new voice commented, startling the two lovers as they looked around frantically.
"What the hell?!" Sirena yelped after taking the globe out of her mouth.
Seconds later, a mist gathered around them as a figure materialized before them, that being one of a portly man dressed in 18th century sailor clothes, with an eye patch and a very manly looking dusty rose colored beard ribbon wrapped around a previously unruly beard.
A wooly beard.
"Sorry for the scare. I haven't had anyone aboard me ship in too long, so I couldn't resist surprising ye." The specter chuckled.
Will seemed more confused than angry, whilst Sirena seemed more intrigued than scared, her arms crossed under her chest.
"Wait, so you had a wife?" She questioned. "Actually, let me guess: Captain Bartholomew Woolbeard, I presume?" She asked.
"Aye, you be right, lassie." The ghost confirmed before noticing her shark features. "What in the world is with those shark appendages on ye?" He asked in very obvious confusion.
"Oh, right. Different period of existence. You don't know." Sirena muttered with a sweatdrop. "In this day and age, mutants are a thing, and I'm one such mutant. I'm actually a pirate queen, since pirates still exist." She added with a touch of pride.
"I see." Woolbeard nodded. "And who's the man in one of the armors of Edward Kenway?" He questioned, looking at Will.
"My full name is William James Turner V, but I prefer Will." The man replied. "I'm Sirena's future husband." He added.
"Well, nice to see that there's more Turners out and about. Excellent job bagging such an exotic lass." Wollbeard chuckled. "So, what bring the two of ye to me ship?" He questioned.
"We were hoping to find some rum, their recipes and treasure down here. We had no idea the inside of the ship had been preserved like this." Sirena explained in reply.
"That is due to a special spell that was cast on me ship by Calypso herself for my retrieval of her favorite memento." The ghost nodded. "It will stay like this for all eternity, but…" He sighed. "After a few centuries here, I feel tired." He admitted as he looked at a painting of his wife behind his desk. "And I miss my wife." He sighed.
"Lingering here and being denied the right to move on will take its toll on any soul." Will acknowledged with a frown. "This memento… What was it, exactly?" He asked.
"It was Davy Jones' Compass. I gave it back to her when I found it years back." Woolbeard replied. "So she cast a spell on my ship to keep it from aging—but I suppose she accidentally cast it on me as well." He admitted.
"Okay, we ought to find her and tell her about this so she can fix that." Sirena said with a frown, wanting to pave the way for Woolbeard to move on.
"If that can be done, I'll linger here afterwards so I can thank the two of ye for the help." The dead pirate nodded.
"That's the problem, how do we even contact a goddess of the sea?" Will questioned.
As if it was on cue, a small smooth stone-like white crab scuttled along the floor of the ship's deck, swaying from side to side as it looked at them.
"Hm?" Will hummed as he noticed the crab. Sirena and Woolbeard followed his gaze and spotted it too, the specter instantly recognizing it.
"That be one of Calypso's crabs! She can hear everything we're saying through it!" The dead pirate exclaimed in recognition.
"Hopefully she's listening to us right now." Will hummed as the crab looked at him. "Calypso, if you really are listening, then it's believed that you may have accidentally bound Bartholomew Woolbeard to his vessel when you enchanted his ship to never age. He's been here for centuries, and misses his wife. If at all possible, can you amend this and allow him to move on?" He requested.
The crab seemed to regard him for a moment, before it raised its pincers, swaying from side to side, the air of the room swirling.
Then… A new voice spoke.
"I have heard you, and I thank you for informing me of my mistake." A Jamaican sounding female voice said. From a distortion in reality, a Jamaican woman dressed in leaves and reeds and hair in dreads stepped forward.
"It's not a problem at all." Sirena nodded. "I know what it's like to be separated from someone I love." She said, looking at the captain. "I wouldn't wish it on another." She added.
"I do be thankful for your understanding." Woolbeard acknowledged with a nod and a smile under his beard.
"Captain, I release you from the bindings tethering you to your vessel. Go, and join your significant other in the afterlife." Calypso intoned, her power swirling around her. In an instant, Woolbeard felt the bindings keeping him in the mortal plain shatter.
"Thank you, Lady Calypso. Be well." The man nodded before looking at Will and Sirena. "Everything I had on me ship is now yours to do with as you please. I have no need for it anymore." He told them before he vanished, finally able to move on after so much time had passed.
(Elsewhere)
Woolbeard, now more like he was in life, soon appeared in a place that looked like a field of clouds.
"Bartholomew." A voice said behind him as he turned around and saw a woman around his age, with graying red hair and green eyes in period clothing smiling at him.
"Annabeth…" The captain smiled as he approached her, hugging her tightly. "It's finally happened. I'm finally free, and we can be together again." He said in joy.
"Now and forever, my love." Annabeth smiled as she kissed her husband.
(Elsewhere)
"Well since the captain isn't using this place, and it's still under Calypso's spell." Sirena hummed as the crab crawled away. "It'd be a shame for it to go to waste after we pick it clean." She mused.
"We are definitely turning this place into our hidden underwater home." Will chuckled.
"A home away from home, for when we need some time to ourselves." The shark woman nodded as she walked over to Woolbeard's desk and picked the small globe up again. "So it turns out that his wife was also a kinky little minx." She mused with a grin. "I don't think she'll mind me putting this to use again." The horny shark woman remarked.
"What're you getting at with that filthy little mind of yours?" Will questioned.
"We told the crew we'd be down here for about an hour, right?" Sirena asked, checking her watch. "We've still got forty five minutes left." She told him.
"... Alright, fine. Might as well break in the new desk." Will conceded as his lover positioned herself on the desk for him, spreading her legs open while she discarded her bikini top.
"I'm waiting~." She purred as she put the globe in her mouth. Moaning like she had a ball gag in her mouth.
A short while later, nobody would hear Sirena's moans and screams of bliss under the water.
(Later)
Forty five minutes later, Will and Sirena surfaced again, but notably, they had some jewelry from the ship on them.
Will was wearing a silver Tortuga Compass ring that belonged to Woolbeard for a time, as well as a gold earring and a doubloon necklace. He also had Woolbeard's old compass and pocket watch.
He also had Calypso's crab do him a solid and use its needlelike legs to etch Sirena's name into his chest, branding himself as hers.
Sirena, meanwhile, was wearing a silver North Star necklace that was meant for Annabeth, as well as a gorgeous Spanish golden ring, a pair of emerald earrings, a diamond belly button jewel, several anklets, bracelets and bands around her tail, a pair of aquamarine nipple jewels (she's topless), and lastly, a black leather dog collar, with a tag that had her name on the front and "Property and Beloved Wife of William J. Turner V. Anyone Who So Much as Looks at This Woman Lecherously is a Deadman", on the back.
"Wow, you guys have definitely found a lot down there." Jerry remarked, looking them over before looking at Will specifically. "What happened to you, by the way?" He asked, wondering how Sirena's name was carved into his chest.
"I'll explain later. But all you need to know right now is this: The Silent Lamb's interior is safe for people to walk without a breathing apparatus. We can get treasure and rum out of there without any worry!" Will exclaimed for the whole crew to hear, causing them to cheer.
"And I just made myself the perfect status symbol for you, my love." Sirena whispered to her husband as her nipple jewelry rubbed against his back, causing her to moan.
"Glad you did, because no one else gets to have you." Will whispered back to her, kissing her as he led her to their quarters. "I love you, Sirena." He told her as they laid in their bed together.
"I love you too, William." Sirena whispered as they slowly fell asleep together.
(Timeskip)
It was now two weeks into Will's third month out at sea (counting his month on Great Inagua, and Sirena was already starting to show signs of her pregnancy as they began to near Havana.
"Mmmmm, master~!" Sirena sighed happily as Will scratched her under her chin as she was on top of him, on all fours, completely naked, body jewelry for him to see, tail wagging, chest jiggling and belly very much engorged.
"You look so beautiful." The Marine Biologist smiled, caressing her cheek as he kissed her.
The two were alone in the ship's cabin, and decided to do some roleplay while Jerry was busy steering the ship. Right now, Sirena chose to be Will's pet.
The shark woman's collar jingled as he moved from underneath her and had her roll on her back.
"Alright, I want you to pose for me in different pregnancy positions like last time. I want to document how gorgeous you look at each stage." He told her, picking up his camera.
"Okay." The pregnant sea wolf nodded before she lay on her side, propping her head on her right hand and resting her free arm on her side.
Will started taking pictures of her in this position, then allowed her to change positions to lay on her back, looking at him with a kissing face with a hand on her swollen belly for her next pose.
Another had her with her back to Will while she looked back at him with a seductive smirk, her pregnant belly blatantly visible.
Another saw her on all fours performing a feral stretch, her belly rubbing the bed, while the next one saw her just on all fours, wagging her tail and panting to fit her role play for at least one of the pictures.
Next was her holding her stomach while on her knees, stroking her middle while she felt her beautiful young moving within her. And then the last one saw her standing, stroking her oven where her little buns were.
"Okay, that should do it." Will nodded, allowing his treasured lover to lay on the bed and relax.
"Thanks for immortalizing me like that, hon." The sea wolf smiled.
"We'll do this again when you're in your next trimester. But I'm looking forward to having this to look back on." The man nodded as he embraced her. "You look even more beautiful when you're pregnant." He smiled, his hand on her belly.
"I'm not opposed to having more beyond this batch." Sirena giggled. "But please let me have a break before the next batch first. I don't wanna lose my ability to have kids because we were eager little sharks." She amended.
"Fair." Will conceded with a nod.
…
"Wait, what do you mean, batch?" The man questioned after a beat passed.
"… I didn't tell you?" The shark woman said, hugging him close so that he could feel their children moving around. "We're having twins." She told him.
"My family has never had twins. They're gonna flip out when they hear that." The man chuckled, already having an idea of how his parents are gonna take this reveal.
"Wanna feel them?" Sirena asked as she guided his hand to her belly. "Do you feel them, Will? Your babies are in here, growing inside of me." She cooed.
"I'm eager for when they're born. I have so much for them to see." Will smiled, eager to show his children the wonders of the sea.
After a moment or two, he suddenly felt movement inside his wife's womb, one of his children was reacting to his touch. Seconds later, he felt what he could've sworn to be a tiny hand press itself to meet his, followed by a second hand.
His children knew exactly who he was, and reacted as they should.
"I love you." He whispered to his developing offspring. "All of you." He added, kissing his wife as well… right as a knock on the door came.
"Sirena, my dear adopted sister! We'll be arriving in Havana in only a few minutes. Best be getting dressed before we get there." Jerry called from the other side of the door.
"Thanks, Jerry!" Sirena called back. Sighing, she turned to her lover and addressed him. "As much as I'd love to stay like this all day, we'll need to get dressed before we arrive in Havana." She told him.
"I know. We'll have plenty of chances over the course of the trip." Will nodded as the two got up and started getting dressed.
Sirena's usual clothes wouldn't fit her, so instead she started wearing a dress she plundered weeks ago from a rich yacht. It was a blue and white maternity friendly sundress, and Will thought she looked stunning in it.
He figured it was her belly. He didn't know why, but everything about her body including her belly just turned him on for some reason.
It even had a matching sunhat, which made her look stunning. Nobody would even consider her a pirate after looking at her.
"You know, I'm starting to think you have a pregnancy kink." The shark woman said as they shopped around for supplies together.
"I know." Will nodded, proving that he was fully aware of his fetish. "But I also know that you and I both have breeding kinks." He countered as he got some fruit for them, and a coconut bra with a matching grass skirt for her.
"I am well aware of that." Sirena chuckled before spotting a skimpy seashell bikini, causing her to grin before she grabbed it. "I saw how you've been staring at my chest, measuring it as it gets bigger." She told him as they got other groceries. "You hoping I'll feed you?" She purred teasingly.
"… Please?" The man whispered in her ear as they had most of the stuff they bought brought back to the ship.
"Fine, you dork." His lover whispered back with a chuckle.
"Thank you, mommy." He told her kissing her deeply.
(Timeskip)
It was two weeks later, starting their fourth month and they were on their way to Kingston.
And while the crew was doing their jobs on deck, Will and Sirena were in their cabin. Both were naked, on their bed, and the sea wolf was wearing her collar…while she cradled her husband in her arms while he suckled on her bountifully lactating teats.
"That's right. Drink up, dear." Sirena cooed with a smile, savoring every second.
"Mmmm, mommy..." The young man moaned as he sucked and tugged on her nubs, the sweet taste of her milk flowing into his mouth and filling him with sustenance.
He'd been doing this for several weeks, his fetish making it where every time he did this, he was seriously turned on. While this was happening, Sirena's mind conjured images of their babies as she breastfed them, and she could hardly wait to nurse them.
Well, and Will, she liked breastfeeding him too.
"Will." The woman said, getting his attention. "Kiss my body. I want you to worship me." The pirate queen told him. "Worship your mommy." She added, cupping his cheek. "And I'll give you a tasty reward." She added.
"Yes, mommy." The man nodded, seemingly obedient, as he made her feel like a queen. He kissed her lips, her cheeks, her breasts, and then started kissing her swollen belly, until he got between her legs, where he kissed her there too.
Moaning, Sirena let Will kiss his way back up to her chest, where she held his head and had him suckle on more of her milk, before she slid her tongue into his mouth and started to dominate him.
"Who do you belong to?" The Queen of Pirates questioned as her now submissive husband worshiped her body and supped on her milk, stroking his hair affectionately.
"You, and no one but you." The man replied submissively.
"Who is your queen?" The shark woman asked further, the man kissing her belly submissively.
"You." The man repeated, licking her like a pet would his mistress.
"What is your purpose?" She prompted, caressessing the inside of his mouth with her tongue.
"To be your husband, and cherish you until our dying breath." Will declared in reply.
"Very good." Sirena cooed with a smile. "And what is the purpose of your body?" She prompted, grinding herself against him.
"To help build the family both of us want." The man responded submissively. "To be your stud." He admitted fully, recognizing that he was just as much her stud as she was his bitch.
"Good boy." Sirena nodded as Will continued to suckle on her chest. "Your body belongs to me and my body belongs to you." She nodded as she slowly let him take a break from feeding himself as he became full… and instead started going into a 69 position with her.
"Mmmmmm!" The two moaned as things went from there.
(Elsewhere)
"Hey Jerry, is that land up ahead?" One of the men called.
"Aye, looks that way. Someone alert the captain and Will." Jerry nodded after peering through his spyglass.
"Might want to wait a bit, they seem to be busy!" One of the crew called, hearing moaning coming from the room as he swept the deck.
"Fair enough." Jerry conceded with a nod.
It was an unspoken rule of the ship: NEVER interrupt Sirena and Will when they were alone together unless the reason was important.
ThermalsniperN7: Here, have a one giant nod to the OG Fossil Fighters. We actually weren't sure if Woolbeard actually had a wife or not, but if he didn't, then we decided to fix that. Seriously, when the guy's in a good mood, he's seems fun to be around.
Dragon Emperor0: Yeah. And as you guys can see, Sirena is a very horny, very kinky shark. Ball gags, desk sex, pet roleplay, breeding kink, nude photos, piercings, collars, breastfeeding fedishes, mommy and spouse worship… She's got a library of fetishes at her disposal, it seems.
ThermalsniperN7: I'd ask where she got all of that from, but I get the feeling these things just exist on their own, so I'm gonna leave that issue alone. But yeah, the Silent Lamb is now a little home away from home for Will and Sirena… One that her pack may find themselves in. Speaking of which, don't worry, they'll be coming back soon. Probably next chapter.
Dragon Emperor0: We had these chapters written ahead of time before they were even a concept. So more than likely we'll be adding them towards the middle or end of this little travel time arc, along with the other Bull Sharks who appeared to fill everything out. And as for the named ones: Butch, McQueen, Shadow and Tigger expect the first three to get their own ladies either human or hand picked from a pod of mermaids looking for mates, and for Tigger to be adopted by Will and Sirena as their son… Think his name should be Anthony, then? I mean he's already a tiger.
ThermalsniperN7: Maybe. We'll probably have something in mind by then. Anyway, see you guys next time