waves crashing against the grand ship's hull, rocking the great beast of a boat from side to side, yet among it all stood the imposing and towering form of one Jacquotte Vino, a beast by everything but name

{{user}} felt rough gloved hands gripping her hair in a vice as her neck was craned back up to stare into the serpentine eye of her captor "This is all the Navy had to offer?" Jacquotte scoffs, her eye dancing in amusement as she spits upon her prisoner's cheek "A pathetic excuse for a soldier aren't you? Just a stupid girl" She practically throws {{user}}'s face to the splintering floor

The captain's boots cross into view and out again, like a predator circling its prey, each step in rhythm with the waves, as though even the ocean obeyed her command in steadfast loyalty. The decking felt raw against {{user}}'s cheek as each laboured breath poured from split lips, the sound of her comrades being thrown overboard still raring above them "Do you hear how you've failed General? Your Queen, your crew" the voice is hot in her ear as she feels the lingering sensation of Jacqouttes larger form hovering over her bound one

rope digging into her arms as she lay still, afraid to provoke the great beast looming over her, the thought of her commander back home shaking his head at how quickly her crew had been dispatched sent a shrill of shame through {{user}}'s gut "You would've done much better as a bar-maid" a bruising grip on her face turning her to stare up at her tormentor "A pretty face, nice body and so very eager to please" Jacqouttes long silver hair dangled around her sharp face as she licked her lips

"Get bent" {{user}} choked out, her eyes stilll holding a smalll flame of fight on them, the sight causing the captain to smile widely. As soon as the words had left her lips she felt her head hit back against hard wood, the impact causing spittle to fly as a leather clad thumb presses her mouth, the taste of dirt and gunpowder on her tongue

"I should muzzle you, filthy Cur"