Jade was famished. She had skipped breakfast that morning, little knowing her life was about to change. At first, the bite of fruit she took was too big to be swallowed with that damnable collar on, so she spit out half on her plate to try again. She finally hit on a way to take only a morsel of a bite and chew it more times that she normally would. All the while she ate, that dark rogue was watching her like a cat would a mouse.<br/>She let the pirate’s words roll over her head until he said,<br/><br/>“...you have bigger responsibilities though. Your main one keeping me happy as I go about my day. How you do this, I don't care. Sing, dance, strip, suck me off, whatever works. Just know that the happier I am, the less punishments and more rewards there will be, as well as making the punishments less harsh.”<br/><br/>She choked on her food again.<br/><br/>Strip and suck him off? Did that mean what she thought it meant? Jade gritted her teeth. She had not seen a naked man, had never had a man in her bed for her father was saving her virginity for the best man to take over his plantation. Suck him off? Just exactly how did one go about that? She shuddered and bit a chunk off a banana with  a snap. If she ever got his cock between her teeth, she imagined she would visit the same treatment to it as she had the banana.<br/><br/>Old Iron Face, the one the pirate called Beatrice, brought her clean dry clothes.<br/><br/>“Change.” She ordered.<br/><br/>Jade looked at her stupidly, fatigue, alcohol, terror, and now food,  creating brain fog. She looked at the man who was leering at her.<br/><br/>“Where?” she asked, looking for a corner with a screen to duck behind.<br/><br/>“Here, now.” Was the answer. Jade watched the broad backed woman disappear and then turned to stare at the pirate governor. He merely raised his eyebrow.<br/><br/>Jade nearly strangled with rage but she turned her back and peeled off the blouse and wisp of rags that passed as a skirt. The moist warm evening air caressed the swells of her buttocks and the top of her thighs as she stepped into the skirt. The man’s voice stopped her before she could slip the blouse on.