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way beneath to her flesh. She tried to speak but her
words were breathless. His hand easily wriggled over the neck of the top of the
camisole and slipped eagerly down onto her breast. Prudence gasped aloud. She
was all at once horrified and intrigued as his hand roamed urgently over the
soft flesh and seemed to instinctively locate her nipple. As he cupped her
again she felt herself harden and he seemed pleased as the small bud stiffened
at his touch. He took it between his fingers and pinched. Prudence squealed.
    He spun her around and tore open the buttons at the front of her dress.
    “Stop!” she pleaded weakly, certain that her protestations would have
no effect. His hands easily ripped open her camisole and grabbed eagerly at her
exposed breasts. She fought to cover herself with her arm but he pinned her
arms back and pressed his groin against hers. He was laughing. She could feel
the hard ridge of something in his trousers pushing against her. A dagger perhaps? Or a cosh?
    “Stop!” she pleaded again. Finding her voice clearly
at last. “Stop!”
    “Stop!” sounded another voice, deeper and more commanding than her own . Lazy Eye froze and released his grip on her.
    Captain Batram stood in the doorway to the
galley an amused expression on his face. “The men are hungry and you are
delaying our breakfast.” He said to Lazy Eye as if his actions had been nothing
but a trivial misdemeanour. “You,” he said staring at Prudence as she clutched
the torn fabric across her chest “Serve the men and be sharp about it.”
    “But, I need to make myself decent!” Prudence procrastinated.
    The Captain turned back as he was leaving “You’re decent enough for the
likes of the rabble out there. Now get to it!”
    Prudence stood for a moment uncertain what to do. Lazy Eye slapped her
backside. “Get on with it then! Afore I decide to finish off what was started.”
    Shaken, Prudence gathered up the food on a large wooden tray. But as
much as she tried she could not hold the tray and cover herself at the same
time.
    “I can’t.....my clothing, it won’t stay...” She stumbled over the
words.
    Lazy Eye grabbed her and forced her dress down over her shoulders,
ripping her camisole clean off. “There!” He said with delighted chuckle.
“Problem solved.”
    Prudence felt herself colour up. She tried to cover her bosom, but Lazy
Eye pulled her arms away.
    “There, I seen ‘ em now. Nothing to be secretive about no more. Now get
out there!” His voice became menacing and Prudence could hear angry voices
being raised out on deck.
    Shaking with nerves, she lifted the tray and tried to hide her
nakedness behind it, knowing that there would be a point in the next few
minutes where she could no longer utilise it, where she would have to face the
embarrassment and shame of being seen by the whole of the pirate crew. Whatever
it takes , she reminded herself be strong! She carried the tray out
onto the deck; Lazy Eye ambled along beside her, making no attempt to disguise
his enjoyment of her predicament.
    They had set a long table on the main deck and the pirates were seated
around it, swilling back copious amounts of beer from several of the barrels
they had discovered. A cheer went up when they spotted her with the food and
then noticing her bare shoulders behind the tray of food, a crescendo of
approval rose up. The captain gesticulated to her to lay the tray on the table
and Prudence knew then that her situation was only likely to worsen.
    As she bent forward to lay the food upon the table, she felt the weight
of her breasts and they swung freely beneath her. Hands eagerly grabbed at the
food on the table, snatching it up, but also a hand slipped from beneath the
table and grabbed her breast.
    Prudence jumped back with a scream which delighted the rabble seated
around the table. Lazy Eye was behind her and caught hold of her arms as she
stepped back, preventing her from covering herself. She felt a surge of blood
race