Crime & Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)
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				Title: <strong>Crime &amp; Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 06:35:46</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 9pt;" class="bbc_size">The HMS Endeavour was quite the site to behold. <br><br>With her 53 canons on each side, enormous presence and daunting, bloodstained flag of the East India Trading Company flying for her mark, she was enough to make any onlooker become overwhelmed with emotion. <br><br>For Elizabeth Swann, the overwhelming feeling was that of disgust. <br><br>How they had found her in this remote area of China, she would never know. It was as mysterious as the thought that she had not been able to spot the gargantuan ship as it was, allegedly, tracking her to that very port! Then again, the mystery of her sudden arrest was quickly solved after she was handed off at the port to members of the very same crew that had brought her there in the first place! She had cursed at herself for not suspecting or associating such clean shaven men with the Trading Company… <br><br>They were too smooth around the edges to be trusted. Though, Elizabeth was finding that no matter what sort of edging, men to be trusted were becoming scarce if not extinct!<br><br>Her treatment thus far had been anything but civilized. The East India Trading Company may claim loyalty to England and serve to clear the waters of all who disobey the crown, but in their hypocritical policies they were as barbaric as the men they executed. Elizabeth, though not dressed in typical English fashion, was treated as if she was not a lady at all! She had turned to piracy in a sense, yes, but she had expected some level of courtesy! Her attire was rather masculine, though the material hugged to her slender figure as if they had been tailored to fit her exact proportions. Doe skin breeches, knee high boots, a white blouse with a somewhat tight scarlet vest….She was not exactly decorated with a corset and ribbons! Her face was somewhat dirty, and her hair somewhat tussled, but still she captured an elegant yet fiery air that made her undoubtedly English. All of Port Royal was filled with girls like Elizabeth, who would turn their nose up at you in a heartbeat no matter what their circumstances….and as she was tossed into an empty cell with not so much of a word; she smoothed out her breeches and crossed her arms over her modest chest. <br><br>She would not break down…..<br><br>…not yet at least.<br><br><br>After a few hours alone, listening to the ocean groan beneath the boards and a incessant leak that made her eye slightly twitch every time it splashed, she became impatient. She sunk against the back of the cell, bringing her legs against her chest as she glared defiantly at the door. Someone would come through sooner or later, and Miss Swann had a feeling that it would be a man of smaller stature, with a powdered wig and a coy grin…<br><br>How could she have trusted him! She had held him at gunpoint for Lord’s sake! Surely he had signed the letters of Marque, and even sealed it with his own crest, but he had enough power to manipulate anything he desired…She had been incredibly foolish to think for a moment that the simple piece of parchment bound him in the slightest.<br><br>The silence had been more torturous than if she was being interrogated, and Elizabeth found herself biting at her nails nervously. A habit which she had thought long gone from her, now returned as she scanned over the walls of her cell for the hundredth time, seeking a weak spot so she might escape…Her expression was still defiant, in case anyone may pass by, she wanted to make certain they would not hesitate for a moment in their thought of her certainty of her escape plan..<br><br>..A plan she had not quite conceived yet, but that was a secret kept within her own thoughts…<br><br>It was at this moment, a great commotion caused her to snap out of her daze. The noise was muffled slightly behind the door, but she could hear a shrill voice crying out in protest…Almost a moment of deja-vu, save for that Elizabeth had been slightly more reserved in her arrest. (She had managed to plant a swift kick to the calf of one of the grinning sailors who had grasped her arm far too tightly..That had been quite satisfying.) The door opened, and a blur of green wrestled between to sailors who were grimacing and muttering under their breath. The cell door was opened, the new captive tossed in, and the door re-locked in a matter of seconds. Elizabeth had barely time to blink before she realized what was happening. Her hazel eyes quickly averted to the small figure that had been thrown in…<br><br>A sheet had been placed over the head; though it looked more like a pillow case, it was quite thick and also black to prevent the captive from seeing. Elizabeth quirked a brow, and leaned forward to see if the other was alright, but the body quickly sat up and tore the sheet from their head…A girl, no older than Elizabeth. She had long black hair, pale Asian features, and a stream of blood dripping from the corner of her mouth. The girl cut her eyes to Elizabeth before standing and rushing at the bars, pulling at them out of frustration.&nbsp; Her green dress, which slit high on the sides to reveal matching trousers beneath them, was torn in several places. Blood stains were quite noticeable upon her golden black slippers…and her gown, which had ripped and fallen just off her left shoulder, revealed the tip of a brand that bore similar resemblance to the symbol on the flag of the very ship they were on. Save for within one of the corners, the letters CB were also burned…<br><br>CB….<br><br>What could that stand for…<br><br>“You won’t get anywhere tugging at iron bars…besides you’re hurt, you shou-” Elizabeth stood, so that she may help the other girl to the modest bench that was provided in the damp cell. She was interrupted however but the other cutting her eyes in her direction. <br><br>“I am not…staying here…”<br><br>Her words were in broken English, but not even the finest English linguist could arrange words riddled with such emotion and turmoil….as if she knew what was going to happen. Impossible…as neither of the young girls could ever anticipate, even in their wildest dreams, what awaited them… </span> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crime &amp; Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 14:33:12</strong>
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				James Norrington could not have been more pleased with himself. Not only had he be reinstated at an even higher rank than before in Her Majesty's Navy (though, he knew that it was only a matter of time before Becket revolted and turned the Flying Dutchman on the rest of the world, and he became a high ranking officer in Becket's new world order) but he'd also been granted a request, a reasonable one. He hadn't believed it to be reasonable but nevertheless, he asked that the trio responsible for his plight be caught and subjected to brutal punishment: Will Turner, Elizabeth Swann, and especially Jack Sparrow.<br><br>Will Turner and Jack Sparrow were more difficult to find, especially with rumors floating about that Jack was dead. And apparently Will had gone to find him. But Elizabeth? She wasn't so easy to get rumors about. Luckily a man from their crew had been captured recently, and in exchange for leniency he revealed a most intriguing secret; Elizabeth and others who were not rescuing Jack were heading to Singapore, and planning a gathering of all the Pirate Lords.<br><br>And with but a word, Becket dispatched his men to Singapore immediately, both by land and by sea, to attempt to intercept that half of the Black Pearl's crew. After all, they knew too much, didn't they? It served his purpose to remove the tongues of those who could reveal that he held the heart of Davy Jones, something anyone (besides naive and loyal Norrington) could appropriate from him by murdering him in his sleep.<br><br>It took weeks but finally he was able to rest easy. No sign of William Turner nor Jack Sparrow had been found, adding to the rumor that they were both now no longer among the living, and that Elizabeth Swann and her crew had been found. He had instructed the men to kill any man who wasn't Jack Sparrow or Will Turner among the crew, but that Elizabeth was to be kept alive, for Norrington's sake. But there was also one more very valid reason for dispatching so many men to Singapore.<br><br>One of his lesser known underlings, a young woman trained in the deadly arts, had become far more dangerous and powerful than he dared allow to run free any longer. She was in the area, and he wanted her taken down. None of the men of low rank knew why so many of them had been sent; to them it was overkill, and bollocks besides that. But once their true mission was revealed, they understood. Someone like Jia-Li could not be taken down by a normal man. Only sheer numbers and overwhelming force could possibly stop her. And so it was. Though she took longer to locate and neutralize. Elizabeth was captured sooner, and brought to the largest of the ships sent to find her.<br><br>Becket and Norrington both set sail immediately, once word of the capture of the two girls had been confirmed. Becket had one more gift for Norrington, however, in lieu of bringing in the impossible-to-find Jack Sparrow and William Turner. It was a beautifully decorated porcelain vial. Two of them, though Becket was using one for himself.<br>"Cheers." he held his up, clinking it against Norrington's.<br>"Should we really be drinking on duty?" Norrington asked, as steadfast as ever in his stickler attitude.<br>"This isn't drink." Becket smirked. He downed it in one gulp and made a face. But them smiled, chuckling softly. "Try it." he suggested.<br>Norrington finally agreed, and slowly sipped from the vial. He choked and sputtered at the horrible taste. "What foul business is this?!" he cringed, thinking he'd been poisoned.<br>"Finish it, my good man. The taste is horrible but I assure you the effects will be quite desirable." Becket reassured him.<br>Norrington plugged his nose and swallowed the remainder. He didn't believe Becket but a tingling in his loins suggested he might have been wrong. The tingling spread upwards, all the way to his chest, and he felt something changing until it spread all throughout his body. "What the devil is this?" Norrington asked Becket, puzzled.<br>"Look in the mirror." Becket grinned. "Open your shirt and see."<br>They were in Becket's private captain's quarters and a full-length mirror stared at them from across the room. Norrington couldn't see any difference in his face, though his facial hair did appear a big lighter, the dark bags under his eyes completely gone, and his eyes much sharper when viewed up close. He opened his uniform and lifted his undershirt. He wasn't prepared for what he saw, the few scars he'd gotten over the years were now gone, his gut was no longer a lump of flab but now a thin outline of a six-pack showed, and his pectorals were more defined and less saggy.<br>"Me too." Becket opened his uniform and showed Norrington. "Courtesy of the same sort of witchcraft that made Davy Jones what he is today. It was a worthwhile investment, studying up on all things occult from early childhood." Becket laughed. "I must admit, I'd previously been impotent for a number of years. That was partly why I was so violent in my dealings. But now I'm capable, and I've the perfect outlet for my frustrations once again." he announced.<br>"You don't mean...Elizabeth?" Norrington was worried. He alone wanted to violate Elizabeth for her betrayal.<br>"Miss Swann is not the only prisoner of the female persuasion we are capturing." Becket grinned.<br>Norrington didn't know about Jia-Li, so he would be kept in the dark until she was brought aboard their ship.<br><br>It seemed like forever but their ship finally met with the Endeavor. "Shall we go and visit our little prisoners? Just for a bit. Then we'll bring them with us on the HMS Messiah. We can enjoy their company for a long, long time while we're ruling the world." Becket invited him. Norrington had to admit, he was very impressed with how far ahead Becket had planned everything. Maybe he did deserve to control the world. After all, who was dying but those who deserved it? He was being kept in the dark about Port Royal, of course, no need to tell him Becket had just murdered and entire town full of innocent people, women and children included.<br><br>They made their way to the Endeavor, bringing along with them a number of useful items they were going to be needing. Two soldiers were given orders to take some heavy, thick collars down to the girls and have them put on before anything else. That way they could be forcibly restrained even inside their prison cell. With chains attached, Becket and Norrington could pull them and keep them stationary while they violated the two girls through the bars of the cell in the brig.<br><br>"I know she was involved with that rat turd Will Turner..." Becket began. "But do you suppose your lovely Miss Swann is still a virgin?" he asked.<br>Norrington smirked. "I know she's as wild as a shark. But I also know that she'd never dishonor her father by doing something like that before she was married." he laughed darkly.<br>"Then perhaps you should give her the news that her father's body is hanging in Port Royal's square as an example of what happens to those who cross the Queen's Navy." Becket suggested.<br>"Indeed. I shall wait for just the right moment." Norrington agreed, as they both descended the stairs into the brig.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crime &amp; Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>25-06-2008, 01:17:03</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 9pt;" class="bbc_size">For a long while, the two females sat in silence. Jia-li had given up on her assault of the prison bars, and now sat with her back against the wall. The blood which had spilled from her lip had now dried, and though it bother Elizabeth slightly, she did not feel right in mentioning it. The other girl seemed slightly unstable, ready to snap at any moment. Elizabeth could not blame her, it was maddening to be locked up like this. The young English girl had no idea however what her fellow hostage knew…Jia-li had been subjected to the cruelty of the East India Trading Company for years, and she had been in their service! <br><br>Being branded should have been her first implication that something was not right. An assassin should never bare symbol of any loyalty, but Lord Beckett had insisted, and Jia-li complied with only slight hesitation. His words were intoxicating to her. Each command which spilled forth from his lips, she drank up in hopes that it would quench the thirst she felt for him…Just as one who indulges in too much alcohol experiences alcohol poisoning, Jia-li came to know similar symptoms in regards to her craving for Lord Beckett. <br><br>It was a desire she knew one day would kill her…<br><br>She feared that day would be today.<br><br>“My name is Elizabeth…” <br><br>Finally the silence was broken. Elizabeth could not stand it any longer, and she prayed inwardly that the other girl would not be opposed to conversing. Broken English or perfectly articulated, she needed to hear something besides the eerily silence of the brig. <br><br>“Jia-li….” The darker haired female responded. They shared hesitant smiles, something to break the awkward setting of their meeting. Jia-li stood slowly, glancing down at Elizabeth who had nestled into the corner of the cell. She did not look like the typical European travelers who ventured to this end of the earth. Nor did she strike the assassin as a pirate or any sort of criminal. “What crimes have you committed against the East India Trading Company…” She inquired, seeking to fill in the details of this woman she could not quite figure out. Aside from her failed judgment with regards to Lord Beckett, Jia-li was a skilled judge of character.&nbsp; As an assassin one had to be. How to properly dispose of one’s target was based off of their habits, their lifestyle..She studied her victims before taking on an assignment, so she could properly plot out how to make the murder seem like “an accident’ if it was requested. Though as of recently, possibly to mock the Trading Company, she had begun carving&nbsp; “Bai Huli” into the palms of her victims. A pet name, so to speak, meaning “white fox.”White, for the snowy mountains where Lord Beckett first found her, and fox for the graceful yet vicious means of her advances…<br><br>Viciousness which appeared to fail her. Not even the greatest assassin could fight off that many soldiers…She had given them a long, arduous chase, but they had surrounded her.&nbsp; After nearly drowning several of her pursuers in a frozen river , Jia-li surrendered with the barrels of ten guns pointed directly at her with no means of escape…She had not known that they were not sent to kill her, or she would not have submitted so easily. <br><br>Elizabeth had returned the evaluating glance, but became slightly amused be the question which she had been asked. “It seems that crimes can be created to dishonor those who <em>have</em> no power to stop or prove wrong those that <em>are</em> in power…” Elizabeth brushed her hair away from her face, smirking slightly out of her own disbelief on how the world was fashioned. “The only reasonable conclusion I can come to is that I gave aid to a man that <em> they</em> deem unworthy of pardon…” <br><br>“They want you for something else…” Jia-li said, leaning back against the bars. <br>Elizabeth cut a glare, catching on somewhat to what was being insinuated.<br>“I beg your pardon?”<br><br>Before an explanation could be voiced, the doors opened and both girls stood up straight. Their expressions turned hostile, causing the rather built soldiers to grimace slightly. “Alright ladies, the sooner you cooperate…the easier this’ll be on all of us,” One grumbled, unlocking the cell as the other grasped the thick collars in his hands. Elizabeth had her eyes upon the collars, and her mouth dropped slightly. Was this truly an English ship!&nbsp; Was this how prisoners were dealt with now?! <br><br>As the questions of decency plagued Miss Swann’s thoughts, Jia-li had made a rush for the open cell door, and as her hand rose to strike at the unprepared sailor, it was quickly grasped by a third sailor…who had more than likely been sent a moment after the initial two were ordered. Two versus two was hardly an equal set up as far as the two ‘fireballs in the brig’ were concerned. <br><br>The sailor which had grabbed Jia-li’s arm twisted her so that she would kneel against the floor. As she fell downwards, she made a sweeping motion with her leg, but was interrupted once again by the mans foot crushing down against her ankle. The bald, gigantesque man glared at the two other sailors, who fumbled with the collar and keys still. They grabbed her hair upright so that they could properly attach the choker around her neck…when it was fastened, she was tossed to the floor, and the large man turned with blood forming on his arm where her free hand had been clawing him towards Elizabeth, who stared wide eyed still at what was going on. She blinked several times, and turned her nose up defiantly.<br><br>“This is atrocious! Do you know who I am? My father is the Governor of Port Royale, he was hear of this and report your actions to the Ki—“<br><br>A stringing pain pierced against her cheek. A sensation she had first experienced on board the Black Pearl…The large man grinned, his hand still positioned to return against her face if she speak again. He took the collar from the other sailor, and clamped it around Elizabeth’s neck, choking her slightly as it snapped into place. Jia-li stood, slightly unsteadily, and lunged at him. Her actions had been predicted however, and the two sailors who had been bumbling about grabbed hold of her hair and tossed her back to the ground. <br><br>They left, without another word, leaving the two females with their first bruises of this voyage…Jia-li grasped the arm she had been thrown upon and winced slightly, her tongue venturing from between her lips to taste blood once more…The cut on her lip had been reopened. Elizabeth however had started tearing at the collar, but the sound of water stopped her immediately. Not any water. Not that annoying leak or the sounds of waves splashing against the shoreline…Moving water…<em>Ocean water</em>! She quickly stood on top of the bench, peering out of one of the modest sized holes in the wall.<br><br>“They’ve set sail…”</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crime &amp; Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>25-06-2008, 01:44:16</strong>
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				Now even if by some miracle the two women managed to escape their captivity, they would have nowhere to go. No food, no supplies, no maps nor compass even if they stole a lifeboat. They were screwed, so to speak. Or they would be, very soon if Norrington and Becket had anything to do with it.<br><br>The two men in charge held their noses as they descended the stairs into the brig and&nbsp; waited to greet their prisoners. "Good evening, girls." Becket smiled brightly. He couldn't contain his eagerness and excitement at the prospect of having his way with both of them. "I assume you know why you're here." he joked. Obviously they didn't, since it was such a preposterous set of reasons. "Well at any rate, don't bother trying to escape. You might as well resign yourself to your fate. As far as the two of you should be concerned, you are both sentenced to life imprisonment unless you'd prefer to be executed immediately. But...with enough good behavior and perhaps some cooperation, we might see fit to let you off a few years early." he chuckled.<br><br>Norrington stepped forward. "Hello, Elizabeth." he said softly. "This feels so...right, I think. I mean, to think you were once the daughter of the governor of Port Royal. Now he's been executed as a common criminal. That just makes you a piece of filth...you belong behind those bars and you always did. I should be thankful I didn't wed you." he laughed.<br><br>"Jia-Li, you were always my best, my favorite assassin. I regret that in my travels and experience I was unable to find that thing I have always yearned for, the Fountain of Youth. Had I located it I would have been able to join you. Oh, the life we could have had together. But of course I'm still counting on finding it sooner or later. And with Davy Jones now under my command, I can have an even better chance to find it. And I decided that I'd rather enjoy you in captivity. After all, what is more fierce than a wild animal trying to escape captivity? A wild animal in its natural habitat is too comfortable. This will be a much better experience, I imagine." Becket rambled on.<br><br>"Sir...does this have a point?" Norrington interrupted.<br><br>"Ah. Forgive me." Becket laughed. "Now ladies, if you would like to be removed from the brig here and get away from this foul-smelling prison, I suggest you start following orders to a 'T'. Now, kindly stand up and remove your...ahem...clothing, if you can still call it that." he noted their frayed and tattered garments. "We will provide replacements, of course. But for now, we must be sure to carefully inspect the two of you." he rubbed his hands together in anticipation.<br><br>"Inside AND out." Norrington added, taking off his hat and stepping forward.<br><br>"How right you are." Becket nodded, taking off his coat and hat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crime &amp; Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>25-06-2008, 03:40:22</strong>
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				In her naivety, Elizabeth thought that perhaps James Norrington was here to set her free. She rushed to the bars, ready to plea with him…until she saw the malicious look in his eyes.&nbsp; Elizabeth Swann looked as if the fighting spirit had been sucked out of her, and she appeared now like a young girl who was playing dress up in pirate clothes…Her mouth hung agape, anticipating words that would make sense of this. First Will, now James? James Norrington, whom had been so hell bent on keeping his honor in tact…<br><br>…well, now the strings began to tie together. He was allied with Beckett to restore his honor…to keep that ridiculous wig upon his head and a sword at his side. She cut her eyes at him and stepped back, an expression of pure disgust upon her face. What was the world coming to if good men could be pressured to do such things…<br><br>His words pierced her heart more than his eyes could ever do. Her father was, <em>dead</em>? No! No that couldn’t be true! That was impossible! “You..you’re lying! James what has gotten into you!” she gasped in disbelief. It was one thing to be harsh…but to be so relentlessly cruel was something she would have never expected from him.<br><br>Jia-li however, was prepared for such sadistic things…Each word was laced with poison, and it dripped into the open wound he had slashed into her heart long ago. She recoiled slightly, her hand moving up to feel the leather around her neck. Neither woman obeyed the orders so casually presented to them. Elizabeth seemed more obviously appalled, her eyes still set on James in hopes that he would wink to her or give a smile, something to reassure her that he was not this cold hearted front…Jia-li had been glaring at Beckett, though her eyes darted to the lock of the cell. It was locked…and it appeared that neither man had a key on him…<br><br>Elizabeth crossed her arms, watching as James approached the cell with a more confident stride. “We are not some sort of prize to be inspected….” She hissed, tears lingering within her eyes, her ferocity emphasized particularly to her once fiancé whom she had conversed with briefly before on being viewed as a trophy wife…She had used ‘we’ without a second thought, for though she had not known the other girl but briefly, she knew that she felt the same. Feminine intuition one might call it…or perhaps the observation of how the girl had been brought in had something to do with it.<br><br>Jia-li rose from the floor, her gown slipping off her shoulders slightly to reveal the full brand once her back was turned. She sat down upon the modest bench, raising a brow expectantly. She would not come forth, and Elizabeth made no motion to kneel before the prison bars. They would not be so easily coerced it seemed into this….<br><br>…but that was part of the idea. The thought of breaking in a girl was an insatiable crime that all men secretly desired to commit. Neither Elizabeth nor Jia-li knew that they were fitting their roles perfectly. The more defiant they were, the more it would take to break them in, thus in turn giving more pleasure to their captors than they would ever care to imagine.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crime &amp; Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>25-06-2008, 04:27:06</strong>
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				"I think you are slightly misguided about what exactly you are, Miss Swann. You'll learn soon enough." Becket chuckled. "You'd be surprised what you would be willing to do if you've been three or four days without food, or at least, how utterly helpless you would be. We can do this either way. Or you can cooperate now and make things easier and more pleasant for us all. Remember, Miss Swann, and Jia-Li. If one of you resists or crosses us, the other will suffer because of you." Becket explained their situation, which was intended to sound hopeless.<br><br>"Word also has it..." Norrington chimed in, "That your lover-boy Mr. Turner is dead along with that insufferable Jack Sparrow. The Black Pearl hasn't been seen anywhere in months. A pity." he laughed cruelly. "So please, do yourself a favor and don't get your hopes up about a rescue that will never come. Besides, within the week we'll have Davy Jones and the Flying Dutchman at our beck and call. None will dare attempt to attack us, let alone steal aboard our ship and rescue two captives that no one outside the navy knows are here." he said, less that a foot away from the bars, staring into Elizabeth's eyes.<br><br>"So, I repeat, ladies. Remove all of your articles of clothing or we'll bring the entire crew down here and make you do it in front of them all." Becket repeated, sounding more impatient. "It is foolish of you to make this harder on yourself. Norrington and I are not suffering, but the two of you are. Hardly fair, is it? So make this easier on yourselves and comply. At this point you've really got nothing else to lose. You might even enjoy being in our company." he hooked his fingers into his pantaloons.<br><br>"I suggest an alternate method." Norrington grinned. He retrieved a long, thin piece of wood that could reach through the bars, and was flexible enough to snap like a whip without breaking. "If you don't want to be covered in stinging welts, I suggest you be quick about it." Norrington warned Elizabeth. "Not much room to move about in there, I don't think I'll miss my mark very often." he snapped it at her, intentionally missing, a warning shot before he got serious.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crime &amp; Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>26-06-2008, 02:15:34</strong>
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				Though her heart fluttered in relief as James expressed his belief that Will and Jack were dead, she was not stupid enough to allow her expression to leave its sorrowful façade. She knew that neither of them were perished, but if she allowed that to be known, she was afraid of what could happen to them…No matter how angry she became with Will, and that had been quite a lot as of late, she would protect him at all costs…Even when she knew they were drifting apart. That fact was as plain as day…<br><br>Just as the madness was on her ex-fiancé’s face.<br><br>She dodged the blow he had snapped at her with the makeshift whip, thinking he would in fact try to strike her! How could he have become so corrupted? They had only parted ways a few months ago…Elizabeth stared at him in disbelief, trying to search his eyes for some remains of the man she once knew. As Beckett stated the threat of the crew as witness, and that the other prisoner would suffer for her inactions, Elizabeth moved her hands to her vest. As she set aside her vest and blouse she quickly covered her exposed breasts. Her once fair skin was now sun kissed from her affairs at sea, though her breasts still remained that snowy English color.&nbsp; She turned to the side when her breeches were removed, to cover her most intimate places. Censoring herself like the modest painting of the Birth of Venus, she peered over her shoulder to the madman..<br><br>“James what is wrong with you…”<br><br>Jia-li had stood up slowly as Elizabeth tried to sort out her confusion. She walked with an ethereal grace towards to cell bars, her black eyes intently watching Lord Beckett. She unlaced her gown, allowing the silken garment to drop to the floor along with pants beneath it. She had quite the fit figure, as one would expect.&nbsp; Her muscles were small, but still defined. She was lean, with a good sized bust which had hardly been hidden beneath her gown. Her hands moved against the bars of the cell, looking up at him with a brief moment of seductive innocence. That was until she grabbed the waist line of his trousers. <br><br>“Be careful how you taunt the caged animal…”<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crime &amp; Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>26-06-2008, 02:36:21</strong>
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				"Nothing is wrong with me." Norrington snapped coldly. "What was wrong with me before is that I mistook my duty as something to devote my life to. And what did it get me? Betrayed and broken. Never again. I will take what I want when I want, and nothing will stand in my way."<br><br>"My sentiments exactly." Becket agreed. "Now, the both of you. Let us see the two of you embrace, and give one another a tender kiss." he instructed them.<br><br>Norrington looked very excited about the prospect of that. Such a forbidden thing, same-sex coupling, surely it was unheard of in most places in that era. Becket had clearly done his share of studying the most perverted and wicked erotica.<br><br>Moments later Norrington and Becket were both shirtless, and surprisingly (to the girls, at least) very well-defined for their age. Norrington and Becket had already known the effects of the elixir they had enjoyed, and were pleased to finally be reaping its benefits. And oh, how many benefits there were to be reaped.<br><br>"Suckle each other's breasts, too." Norrington played off of Becket's initial request. This was so incredibly erotic, he felt himself beginning to sweat just watching them. "Oh, the men would all die if they saw this." he chuckled.<br><br>"All the more reason to leave them out of this, unless of course you girls insist on embarrassing yourselves in front of a much larger audience." Becket grinned, licking his lips. Once he was satisfied with the girls' performance, he scratched his chin. "Turn your backs to the bars, and squeeze the bar between your crevasse, both of you." he ordered them. Their round bottoms would look even sweeter with a hard rod clenched between them. "Just imagine doing that with our manhood, Norrington. Soon." he smiled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crime &amp; Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 02:10:47</strong>
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				“James you’re speaking nonsense…” Elizabeth whispered, keeping herself slightly shielded from their gaze. Jia-li however stood quite close to the bars, not bothered by her nudity. He had seen her body before, on few occasions, but had only made use of her mouth at that time. The humility reside not in her lack of clothing or his demand to see her without them, but that he demanded of her as a prisoner…something far less intimate than she had believed their relationship to be.<br><br>She sneered slightly at Lord Beckett’s agreement to the statement the other man had made about betrayal. What audacity! How dare he insinuate he had <em>ever</em> been betrayed….<br><br>The revulsion upon Elizabeth’s face had perhaps reached it’s peak upon the request to kiss Jia-li. She was bashful enough being nude, but to embrace another woman and…<em>kiss</em>?! What sort of erotica was this? Clearly Elizabeth was still the sheltered English girl on the inside, not as rambunctious and bold as she might appear in….<br><br>…the clothing which was on the floor at the moment.<br><br>The dirty blonde stood as still as a statue, her eyes fixed on their captors as the darker haired girl approached her. Jia-li placed a hand upon Elizabeth’s shoulder and leaned in quietly, whispering “If we as they request for now..we will get out of here…” Not of course by their captors permission, but there was a danger to Jia-li’s voice that assured Elizabeth that once they were out, something would be done to make up for this humiliation.<br><br>Both girls swallowed somewhat hesitantly, before placing their lips against one another’s. The only passion behind that sensual embrace was that of potential revenge.&nbsp; That ignited a sensation within them in fact ,that caused their pride to break for just a moment…Something connected in thought between them. If they make this pleasing enough for the men that were watching, they would want more than to reach them between bars…<br><br>They might be long away from any land, but if Elizabeth had learned anything from Jack there was always a way to escape. <br><br>With breasts pressed against one another’s, the girls glanced at the men they once believed to know.. Their bodies had changed significantly, and though Elizabeth had never seen James without a shirt she knew that he had not held himself in such a manner before…Jia-li knew <em>quite</em> well that Cutler Beckett was in no position to have such a body, so needless to say they were a bit dumbfounded for a brief moment. Upon the next ill request, the girls approached the bars of their cells with a slight increase of confidence…Something so wicked could not go unpunished, and at the moment in their naivety, they believed themselves the wielders of such judgment. They turned, pressing their pert bottoms against the cold bars of the cell and bent forward, showing off the lengths of their backs and the muscles in their legs… <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crime &amp; Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 03:47:16</strong>
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				Norrington couldn't help popping a raging boner just seeing all of that, and quickly began removing his trousers. His manhood was twice as long as before (not that either girl would know any difference) and just slightly thicker around. Beckett soon followed suit, and smiled. They each walked behind their respective favorite girls, and caressed their soft bottoms. Elizabeth's was incredibly silky and very squishy, as he squeezed her cheeks. Beckett noticed less of this on Jia-Li's incredibly toned ass, very firm like a pro athlete. That would certainly make anal sex a lot more difficult, he thought.<br><br>"Good show, girls. Now turn around. We're giving you a treat. Can't promise how good it will taste." Beckett readied his manhood for the oral sex that Jia-Li was already experienced in. "You're in for a treat, Norrington. Though I can't promise how talented Miss Swann will be. I know Jia-Li here has gotten lots of practice with me before." he smiled.<br><br>"I would believe it. Remember, both of you, girls. If you dare use your teeth...you'll lose them ONE BY ONE. Shall we demonstrate now, so you don't get any ideas?" Norrington asked them, Elizabeth in particular since he knew about her rebellious wild streak.<br><br>"It will be much more fun this time, don't you think, Jia-Li?" Beckett asked her, stroking her beautiful hair. "Much larger, much more to explore." he chuckled. "Maybe you can convince Miss Swann to behave herself while she serves Norrington. Tell her how pleasant it can be to please a man and take his seed."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crime &amp; Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 20:54:23</strong>
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				“The service loses its charm when done through prison bars…” Jia-li pushed away the hand that she once would have nestled against. He had never looked at her in a loving fashion, nor had he ever seen her as anything but an object. The emptiness that Elizabeth felt when looking into James’ eyes was not something that Jia-li experienced. The same cruelty and power lust lingered that she had always known, but now it was slightly more crazed…<br><br>Elizabeth kept her gaze away from James and his now naked figure. She had never expected her first sexual experience to be like this…She had never dreamed it to be with him! She had fooled around with Will, but never went the full way for fear of her father finding out. In her heart, she was thankful her&nbsp; poor father would never know of this atrocity…She prayed that he was far enough along in the land of the dead to never look back and see this horrible predicament with a man he had once trusted with his life, and the man who had ordered his life to be taken.<br><br>Jia-li placed her hands against the bars of the cell, keeping her eyes upon Beckett for a brief moment before parting her lips. The charm would be lost of the meant to be intimate act, but she knew that once they were out of the cell they would be exposed to much more deviant and torturous acts.&nbsp; Perhaps with the cell blocking them, they would be spared…<br><br>Elizabeth gasped slightly upon seeing Jia-li so willingly open her mouth. A bright shade of red came to the young English girls face, and she scowled up at James Norrington, hoping he was not foolish enough to expect her to do such a thing.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Crime &amp; Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 14:41:19</strong>
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				Norrington noticed Elizabeth was not planning to comply. "Need I remind you, Elizabeth, that your refusal to cooperate means that Jia-Li there will be punished, along with you? Surely you wouldn't want her to suffer any worse fate, simply because you were too stubborn to learn your place? I doubt it would be wise to make a resentful enemy of your cellmate." he taunted her, hoping she would understand that she could only make her situation worse by not cooperating. "Putting my John Thomas in your mouth is nothing compared to what I could do to you right now. You should consider yourself lucky we're starting out this lenient. I believe Jia-Li has a few ideas of what we'd really like to do. But we're civilized men...we're exercising restraint." he smirked. Obviously the girls wouldn't think these two perverts were the least bit civilized.<br><br>"Or...shall we leave the two of you down here to wallow in your waste and starve to death? From what I understand, that's one of the most unpleasant ways in which to die. It's up to you. At least you have the freedom of choice. Which is the lesser of the two punishments?" Norrington continued to bargain, his face directly near the cell, his eyes burning into Elizabeth's. He would not be ignored or defied. She would submit, or his name was not James Norrington.<br><br>Becket was enjoying his service from Jia-Li. The elixir had not only enhanced his body, but also the sensations in his manhood. It was twice as sensitive, and yet he had twice the stamina to hold himself back with. He reached through the bars with one hand and put it on the back of her head, moving his hips forward roughly, skull-fucking her just for Elizabeth's benefit as much as anything. If she knew what Norrington could do to her, maybe she'd do it willingly just to avoid having him do such a thing to her. "My friend Norrington is getting anxious, Miss Swann. I would do what he says if I were you. I've given him total authority over you, and heaven forbid he should give that authority back to me. I have far more sinister methods of punishment than he could ever dream of." he threatened.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Crime &amp; Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>China Doll</strong> on <strong>06-07-2008, 18:12:40</strong>
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				"Restraint is a quesionable term...."<br><br>Elizabeth scowled, but bit her tongue before continuing with her insults, only for the fact that he had threatened the other girl if she did not obey. He was correct...She did not want to make an enemy out of Jia-li. Considering the girl seemed to know what she was doing..No one that fiesty and wild would willingly submit without a plan somewhere locked away within their thoughts. Surely something had to be plotting out...<br><br>A bright shade of red crossed Elizabeth's face as she watched Lord Beckett so casually bring his hand to the back of the young Asian girl's head. His bucking within her throat more feverish, and the girl seemed unfazed. Though her hands had lifted between the cell bars to rest upon the mans waist for balance, Jia-li's jaw only lowered slightly and her cheeks pressed tighter against the mans length. She had been hidden beneath his desk for such tasks on numerous occasions..Several lives had been spared thanks to the skill of young Eastern tongue...<br><br>Elizabeth knelt down before the bars, in the same fashion as her counterpart. Her lips parted, though she was quite obviously innocent as far as what to do next. She placed her hands upon her lap, partially to restrain herself from trying to lash out at her former fiancee who had seemingly gone mad, or was now showing his true colors...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Crime &amp; Punishment (Mathim x China Doll)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>07-07-2008, 15:24:44</strong>
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				It mattered not which it was, for the face Norrington was now showing was that which he would show forevermore. Elizabeth had best get used to it, for it wasn't going to change.<br><br>He was wary of putting it in her mouth even after the threat of removing all of her teeth in the most painful manner possible, but the look she gave to Jia-Li, who was clearly used to obeying such orders, gave him some measure of certainty that she would do this, if only for the sake of her cellmate, who was certainly preventing Elizabeth from suffering the same sort of punishment. He took hold of her nose, closing it to prevent air from getting in, and also to hold her head still while he thrust his hips forward into her throat. He wanted to be more firm, more rough with her, than Becket was with Jia-Li; Becket was merely doing that to please himself, Norrington was doing this to satisfy his vengeance.<br><br>He held his cock to the back of her throat until he could see her eyes becoming bloodshot and her face becoming very red before pulling out. He let go of her nose and began slapping her face with his manhood through the bars of the cell. This was so much fun, humiliating and hurting her while getting himself off...what could be better? "Open up wide." he told her, beginning to stroke himself. It didn't take much physical coercion to get himself ready to explode, the mental and emotional aspect more than anything was getting him so excited he couldn't hold himself back. "Swallow every drop or we'll make you both swab the decks with your tongues." he warned her.<br><br>"You heard the man." Becket stroked Jia-Li's hair as he prepared to cum down her throat while he was still engulfed by her mouth.
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