1. The Legend of The Lust And The Undead


    Date: 7/5/2016, Categories: Supernatural, Author: Banes1, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    It was in the year of our lord, seventeen-twenty when the Lust sailed from her hideout, El Saqueo la Caleta. The day was sunny with fair winds. She was a one hundred fifty ton, eighty foot vessel that carried one hundred pirates. There were over twenty cannons and a very large cargo space. She had two masts and her main sail could be fitted with either square sails that were best in quartering wind, or fore-and-aft sails for sailing windward. The ship was also rugged enough to cross the Atlantic Ocean, and fared better in harsh sea conditions. The ship's flag was made up of a large white circle on a background of dark red. The emblem consisted of a woman holding the head of a man in yellow. The emblem stood for their conquests of the men they fought. The crew were known as the undead. They were an all-female crew, which no man could resist. Their beauty though, hid their ruthless nature. Their captain was Myrna 'Seduction' Dukes. Myrna’s long brown hair was worn tight in a bun that revealed a fine, friendly face. Expressive green eyes were set sunken within their sockets. Her smooth skin beautifully complimented her nose and left a pleasant memory of her fortunate survival. After three days at sea, quartermaster Etta 'Immortal' Wheatley spotted something floating off in the distance. "Cap'n, thar is something floating in thee water off thee starboard side!" Etta wore her ginger colored hair in dreadlocks neatly coiffured, revealing a lean, wild face. Expressive hazel eyes ...
    were set deep within their sockets. A tattoo resembling a tear was displayed on the left side of her neck, leaving a bittersweet memory of lost love. "Aye, lower thee cock boat and take three crew with ye." "Aye, Cap'n." Etta and the three crew members set off. As they came upon the floating object, Etta saw a young lad adrift on six planks of wood barely held together. He was unresponsive and burnt from the sun. Pulling the lad into the boat, Etta cradled his head in her lap. As they rowed back to the ship, Etta soothed his face with fresh water. Back on The Lust, the undead gathered along the rail. Etta and the three crew members brought the young lad aboard. The entire crew gathered 'round to see the lad. Isabell 'Golden Hair' Dhampir took a mug of water and doused his face. The lad came to and just when he was about to speak, Isabell offered him a mug of water. He took one gulp and handed the mug back to her. Isabell’s blonde frizzy hair was pulled back to reveal a flawless, cheerful face. Sparkling blue eyes were set rooted within their sockets. Smooth skin alluringly complimented her nose and mouth and left a satisfying memory of her luck in battles. "Gangway!" Myrna said as she made her way to the young lad. Isabell refilled the mug and handed the mug back to the lad. He drank from the mug as Myrna approached. Standing before him, she eyed him from head to toe as did the crew. "I am Captain Myrna Dukes of The Lust, whom might ye be?" "I be Seward 'The Handsome' Vayne, ...
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