I was appalled by the chains, I actually grabbed the collar to see if it was real in my panicked state. "Well it looks like I broke you.", "You have no right with this..." I replied instantly in a quiet voice. "Ah the spices back i'n't it?" Fred said. Kirkland pulled on my collar almost making me fall. "Shut it. You may talk all high an mighty on me ship but in the reality all you are is my slave and toy. Is that clear?"
When he said clear he tugged again bringing me forward to my knees, I looked to the deck and sighed. I got up, brushed my knees off, and remained silent. He tugged again with more force making fall to the deck, he put his foot on the chain in front of me. No use getting up I look to him again his face looming over me. " I said is that clear?", death was in his voice and it actually made me feel my suppressed fear from all this come right back up. "Yes..." the chain got tighter. "Yes what?", i sighed slightly " Yes captain Kirkland." "Wrong. Trying again.", he got closer to my face. I was actually beginning to feel timid. "Yes....master Kirkland...", "Very good." and let me loose.
~~~~5 weeks later-Evening~~~~
Skylla was on her feet nonstop, washing this, taking that, dodging men who try an feel her up and not sleeping well in that cell as she should.
However she wants to stay awake no matter what, the men are celebrating their heading. Which means a party with barrels of rum. Men and alcohol don't mix, add the only woman in the middle of the ocean and you get a horrible situation. They even had musician but she couldn't even enjoy the music , she went on cleaning the dishes to stay out of sight of Kirkland bellow deck, only her and her thoughts.
'Why was I born a brave idiot...I hope big sisters Ligiria and Rue are taking them far away from Kirkland's reach..then maybe I can join them and be free..' Her little sanity break only lasted until she heard someone come down. It was Fred and an unfamiliar person with a captain uniform who had really white hair & red eyes. "My Queen the King has summoned you!" They both sung in slurs, "Queen!? Are you two so drunk you-". In no time the white haired drunk threw her over his shoulder, mid sentence and ran up the stairs with obnoxious laughter. With Fred close behind their was no escape, "My King the Queen is here!" they both bellowed. Skylla had enough and stared to swat at them until the albino put her down, "Hey those chains hurt you evil Queen!" Fred commented and ran with the other drunk. She stopped when she saw the captain, and completely froze.
You could see the alcohol coming from him, he looked that drunk. "What'ch you call my Queen!', he yelled at her two kidnappers" he stopped to take a swig of rum and turned his attention to Skylla. He staggered a bit but making his way with a drunken grin on his face, "Why was my b-beauty doin' in the kitchen?". Skylla started to back away every time he took a step closer, "Ah come on, I'm not that bad~" with an eerie calm smile he still walked closer.
Kirkland suddenly walked forward quickly that made her back into the railing, he laughed when he saw she had nowhere else to go. Skylla is breathing a bit heavy now and slid towards the captains cabin with Kirkland laughing the entire time. He placed a hand to block her escape putting her into a corner, alcohol in every hot breath from him was making her uneasy. She was petrified on how the closing space between them was getting. He leaned in closer to her ear ,"Honestly you are so scared of me I can't get close to you?"
Skylla thought without thinking clearly and tried to push him, Kirkland grabbed the hand she tried with and brought them closer "Or are you nervous?". His body pressing against hers, his free hand snaking around her waist and keeping her there; pinning her other hand to the side. Leaning to her ear his emotions are now gaining a voice. "The blush on your face can give any man sinful thoughts", she was surprised then took notice of this sick game, "Then may the power of Christ compel you!" and gut punched him. Or so she thought.
In mid swing she hit his manhood and that made her stop mid swing and run from him. Kirkland was on his knees panting a bit, reacting he was able to trip Skylla as he got up. He was gigging that made her queasy, "Oh you're gonna pay princess..." He got up grabbing Skylla's collar chain and headed for the captain's cabin door dragging her along. 'How the bloody fuck did I hit him there!? I am taller than him but I thought it wasn't by much for me to miscalculate that badly'. She was thinking in her head.
"Ma-r-Kirkland what are you doing?" she was being nearly chocked to death by the chain, he dragged her all the way in and locked the door. She saw that Kirkland had a bed in the cabin and he was heading for it. "I said ye were gonna pay..and I think it's about time to move you out of that cell.", grabbing the actual collar he picked her up and try to place her in bed. She was trying all her might to get out of his grasp but he was able to pin her down and using her arm and leg chains to tie to the posts. Still as the effort was futile she was tugging and pulling on them to break free.
Kirkland stepped back to admire the work he did and to unbutton his shirt and take off his gloves, all the while Skylla was still struggling and getting more panicked. Shirtless now he made his way back going to the side of her. When his bare hands touched her she was about to scream until he covered her mouth, "Tisk...Skylla you really have that temper and spirit..always in a rush. You'll be screaming soon enough.", she narrowed her eyes now on the verge of tears and stopped struggling. "Oh obeying your master already? It won't do ya good, I'm still gonna punish you..."
He released her mouth and she got silent trying to think, while thinking Kirkland went and positioned him self on top of her, "Awww ye got so excited and now you won't talk...". "I'm thinking what to say.." she responded. "Oh beg my pardon then" in a sarcastic tone, "Trying to think of a new curse word just for me?". He tugged on her collar chain and brought her right to his face. "No...I'm thinking why should I even talk to you. You don't care what I need to say. So why should I care what I should even try to do."
Kirkland scoffed and flung her back to the bed, "What are you trying to say exactly..". Skylla sighed, "I don't care anymore. Do what you want to me but know I'm not even going to respond. No 'please master have mercy' or anything. I am going to take your fun away of seeing me cower or frightened or mad. I shall be your doll with only one expression, nothing."
Skylla's words made the drunk a bit confused, she completely killed the mood. Kirkland glared at her then got off on top of her and grabbed his shirt. He then untied her and pushed her off to the side and lied in bed. "I got a headache. Have fun sleeping in that shit pile of a cell".Saying nothing she got up and walked out, avoiding the eyes of the drunken pirates, and making her way to her cell in silence and wait for all the men to pass out and the party to stop. She started to laugh while shedding tears, at that moment she realized he could have just done it. He also could have killed her. And that makes her weep for tears of joy.
