Part 16 - History Lessons

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Trigger Warning: Today's part of the 'October 1st, 1721' storyline includes sexual abuse and rape. I usually do not prefer to spoil things but for those who rather not read these kinds of things, I suggest skipping the first bit and start reading from 'October 1st, 2019'.

The ship had been sailing for weeks ever since Cornelius' death. William had informed his family that this wicked woman responsible for his dear brother's death, Anne, shall be facing the consequences of killing Cornelius and justice will be served for his loved ones. He told his family that he wouldn't harm the witch until the day of execution, because unlike these devils on earth, he was one to fight for a woman's protection, even for the wicked ones. Anne would suffer for what she had done to his dearest brother. And Natalie? She shall have an even more terrible fate than her, William stated in his letter.

William had imprisoned the sirens in cages, one for each of these devils. The siren cage worked well on the creatures of the sea: it blocked their siren's supernatural connection, leaving them more weak and vulnerable in the hands of these heartless pirates...

October 1st, 1721

"Wake up, sunshine," William yelled while one of his crewmen threw a can of water onto the naked Natalie. She tried to hide her smile. "Still flirting with the enemy, William? Your brother must have learned that trick from you. How sad that didn't work out for him. Are you trying to follow his footsteps into death?" he heard from a too overly confident and seductive siren. "Leave us," William demanded with an angry expression on his face. The sailor quickly rushed his way out. William waited for his crewman to shut the door and then walked up to the cage. He slowly unlocked the door. He grabbed the weakened Siren by her throat and pushed her all the way back against the bars. "Keep your filthy wicked mouth shut. Don't you ever say anything about my brother again, devil's daughter, or I will ensure that your life will be more miserable than it is now," William whispered into her ears.

"Are you certain, captain?" she provoked gasping for air.

His eyes slowly wandered to her beautiful green eyes. He found them so enchanted. The seaweed in his veins only protected him from some of the siren's supernatural gifts. He couldn't help himself from falling once again for Natalie's endless beauty and youth. Affected by her ways, William grinned and broke eye contact immediately. He let her throat go and stared at the body of the naked siren. The captain grinned again. He grabbed Natalie more tightly by her arm with one hand. He wanted to make sure she wouldn't pull any siren tricks on him. William pulled his trousers down. He then aggressively pushed inside her entrance without any fight of the siren. William didn't even look at her while Natalie screamed from the pain he had caused just now. This only encouraged him to hurt the siren more. William kept forcibly pushing in and outside her. He grabbed Natalie tighter by her neck and throat. His fingerprints burned into her naked body as his aggression kept going. This was the best torture to give this devil's daughter, he thought while still ignoring her beautiful face all along.

Natalie felt the water escaping her eyes but she did not cry out loud. She knew the pain would be worth it. Her plan was working: she had to distract William from seeing that her wounds were being healed by the water they had thrown onto her. She hoped this hateful thrill and desired violence would make him unseen her now slowly healed body. Natalie needed to get her full strength back if she ever wanted to escape from this cage of hell. She must save her sister from her upcoming execution, demanded by this man of pure evil and bad intentions. Natalie hated that he let her put her guard down around her. It was her fault Anne was going to die. She swore not only to herself but to her sister that she would destroy them all once she knew Anne and her were safe from these wicked games.

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