Date: Sun, 27 Jul 2008 10:30:20 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO  86

Prolog:

Lucas had been a cabin boy and short even for the cabin boys but he had
proud fighter bragging on his side. What no one has yet seen is his ability
to back that up. Now he was dead, after struggling against his bound body,
losing the fight with his wound in his belly button cavern.

Fey struggled on the ground and also lost...lost the battle with his body
to live. He rolled, hunched, rolled up into a ball and kicked. He
died. Just like that poor cabin boy comrade, Lucas, who stretched in vain
against bonds as he was held in Kickai's bed tightly, bound and gagged to
receive Fey's knife in his waiting bare bound belly. Lucas had tightened
up, may have even seen it coming. He cummed himself. Fey cummed. Kickai
ignored his own cumming dick which stood up straight out of his flimsy G
string. The pouch covered nothing. Kickai's under belly was white with
gizz. He moved in the darkness like a tiger stalking its prey. Feral and
smooth.

Kickai smiled, "You realize you both are going to die...."

Sole gulped, and dropped the knife he held, "Very very very slowly, I
imagine..."

Jayfir shut his eyes, "Please do it now and make it...very very very
slowly..."

Kickai nodded his yes, "You feel every second of it agonizingly."  He
strode toward them both!

What none of them realized was that someone caught the knife Sole dro pped
from his hand. It was Justin who threw himself between Sole and Kickai,
holding the knife up at Kickai's sword and other knife in Kickai's other
hand, "Wait! I won't let you!"

Kickai smiled, "What makes you think YOU can stop me! Any of you? All three
of you. I can kill you all in seconds! Tell me? Why shouldn't I?"

Act One

Justin stuck the knife up, "Because you're a stupid fool for a captain and
you couldn't fight fair if you...if you didn't even need to..."

"What?"  Kickai asked along with Sole and Jayfir.


"Trust me, you are the one who is going to die," the white haired youngest
stated, "Now are you gonna fight me or are you gonna talk..."

Kickai nodded and with a smile. Behind the other three, came Stefo, Lokeen,
Sok, Sodac, Gobi, and Aran.

Stefo said, "Goto and Bastar...your guards...they're dead, slain in their
bellies...buttons gone."

"Who cares? They can't serve well as guards anyway," Kickai said, "I knew
about this of course...I know all that is going on on this ship."  He
turned to his three would be slayers, "We are done talking," Kickai said,
"So I'll just say one more thing for tonight... take these three to the
torture room and tie them up...but do nothing to them. That privilege is
for me for the morning..."

Sole, Jayfir, and Justin were taken away and they didn't protest, for they
thought that that was better than having their guts cut out there and then.

Act Two

"Why were you three in my room was obvious. Who else knew about the plan to
kill me?"  Kickai turned to him, then put his sword to the belly of Jayfir,
"Do you think I so foolish. One good thrust...no. No, I have a better
way. Untie him."  The mulatto and the albino obeyed and used daggers to cut
Jayfir's bonds. Kickai clapped, "The Kik!"

Aran appeared from among the crowd, went to a storage square and opened the
lock. From it he brought out a long black leather strap--a flat, three-inch
thick whip--- and held it out to Kickai. Sok, a freckled, slight 13 year
old boy with waved back sandy hair, a youngish countenance and a
near-friendly face also came to Kickai with a metal square on the end of
which were two two-inch, sharp prongs.  As the mulatto and the albino held
a weakening, squirming Jayfir, Kickai took the metal square and attached it
to the flat whip-strap with expediency and relish.

Kickai finished fitting it to the end of the whip, "The Kik's finish allows
me to kill you but at any time I may remove it and you may yet live..."
Kickai grabbed a hand-hold on the front of the Kik whip and whipped it at
Jayfir, "Hold him!"0 It missed.


The two boys took a better hold on Jayfir's arms as he struggled. The next
lash struck Jayfir's abdomen. The two prongs, about one inch apart, buried
about one inch into his mid-section. "Release."  The smiling boys let go of
Jayfir's arms. Jayfir stood there in shock, the pain not as bad as it would
be, but his body suspended on his feet.

"Jayfir!"  Sole elbowed his captor. He tried to run free but Sodac hit his
head with the hilt of a knife. Sole fell, "Jayfir!" He gasped.

Justin tried to move also but Phall hit him hard on the back with a
confiscated Huron spear. Justin stumbled forward.

Jayfir looked down at his stomach and fell to his knees. Kickai extended
the whip, "My own invention. The prongs, once inside you, can be turned
horizontally or vertically or both. This way I can pull you all around the
ship all day and all night until you talk..or die."

Jayfir, through dryness, talked in spurts, "Not that strong. Die soon."

"Don't fool me!"  Kickai turned the handle and the prongs turned in
Jayfir--slightly vertically. Jayfir gasped and grunted, wincing and trying
to take the pain.

"Sir," Leoni looked at Sole and Justin, beaten and on the deck, face down,
"What about them?"

"Have them tied to the top of the flag mast for their insolence, see if
they survive the sun and then the night," Kickai did not take his eyes off
of his victim. He w alked toward the bow of the ship, pulling the Kik and
Jayfir with him, Jayfir fell but the Kik pulled him along, face first. He
hit a square storage box of metal. Kickai turned to see him and jumped up
on the box structure. Above Jayfir he gave a small laugh, "Perhaps you are
correct. Maybe you'll die now."

Jayfir fought incredible spasms of pain, "I can't tell you much. Just that
I'm not an alien. I'm not as strong as you..."  Kickai turned the handle
more and the prongs turned vertically, then Kickai made them move
horizontally but opposite the horizontal position they were in before--so
that the prongs tore through new innards. Jayfir groaned and somehow like a
scarecrow managed to totter to a standing position as the captain paused.


"See, you lie, you can take it. You still live."  Kickai smiled and from
above he turned the handle harder and quicker with more curving motions.

Jayfir grabbed the prongs as Kickai turned, feeling the metal inside his
skin, mushing his stomach and intestines through his belly button. He
gasped and tugged the prongs out alittle. Then with all his might he pried
them from his belly. He kicked, fell on his stomach in a kicking frenzy. He
tried to hold the contents of his stomach and intestines in and was not
succeeding. He gasped and shrieked until he couldn't any longer. His voice
faded. Kickai shook his head at this weak being and looked at the smiling
Sok, the dirty blonde--light brown ha ired boy.

With Sok was a darker boy with chocolate brown hair. He was the same age
but more meaty than Sok and possessed an innocent smile but his eyebrows
gave away his sinister intent and glee at the pain of
others--now--Jayfir's. "Sok, Cron, turn him over."  The two boys, Cron not
much taller than Sok but by a few inches, turned Jayfir over onto his
back. They stood back to see him ride his pain. Jayfir rose up, shivering,
his belly butchered, stuck up at the hips. "Since he really can't talk--I
had no idea his kind were so weak and fallible to punctures---certainly
more than we---I will do what I can to put him...."  he was handed a
3-pointed Triear spear by the albino, "..Out of it."

As he said the last two words he angled the spear down hard into Jayfir's
belly and could feel it hit the deck on an 80 degree angle. Jayfir grunted,
sighed, and groaned separately and then all at once. Jayfir felt relief in
this final pain, his cries turned to sighs of release from life. After he
sighed a last one, the pirates tossed his body into the sea. To join the
belly butchered bodies of so many others...

Sole and Justin were tied back to back with the point of the mast between
them. The red hot sun was overhead, glistening against them. They came to
and as they groggily opened their eyes and looked up, the sun was blocked
by a waving black flag. Directly overhead, attached to the pole was the
skull and crossbones symbol of the Arate s Piral country.

Justin gasped, "Good thing for us the days here are longer than the
nights."

"Sarcasm," Sole, his voice filled with raspy sadness groaned, "Tell me,
Justin, have...have you ever loved anyone?"


"What a question to ask now ? Can't you answer it yourself? Don't you,
didn't you stop to ask yourself why I was there to stop you from making a
victim of yourself..selves? ..."  he stopped, recalling Jayfir was dead,
"Don't you believe I love no one, owe allegiance to no one."

"Accepting love from no one?"

Justin cracked his lips, "Well, since we're going to die anyway...I know I
had loved my father. My mother died when I was born....we had a kind of
farm, I think. That's all I remember. I wanted to live to see him again but
maybe if I die..I'll see her again."

"That farm--was his dream, his goal."

"Yes, I guess. Me, I wanted a more carefree life--a more roving existence."
He laughed, "Can't git more rovin' than time travelin."  It was hotter and
they both sweated with hair matted to their foreheads.

Sole puffed, "What about...about females?"

"Oh, I loved....or rather had many."

"Really?"

"No, not really," Justin laughed but it hurt his belly.

"What about you?"

"I took it that we were not done talking about you."

"Come on, we haven't time. I20told you more than you know. Actually more
than I knew."

"Very well."  Sole looked at the sky. He said nothing. "There. That's all I
know."

They both cracked laughs. Justin said, "Honestly?"

"Well, I'm really, not, not, well, not sure."

"Ahh, that memory thing again?"

"Yes, its still strange, weird...gone."

"C'mon there had got to be somethin..?"


"I think I, I don't wanna say. If I say it, it might be true..."

"N' you don't want it to be? Is that it?"

"Well, I don't know. I know you risked your life for me, just like Jaimiel
and and look at what that got him."

"Look at what that got me...."

"I have some things that flash that come and go and that may be true or may
just be my mind, my sick mind..."

"Tell me some of them..."

Act Three

They talked as long as possible. Even though Justin was getting hard from
the stories of the quick memories, he wanted Sole to continue. Getting hard
in this position was a bit ...hard. Like a sideways mast coming out of the
two of them. For Sole was stiff too but sideways. Everyone below could see
the two dicks horizontally. Some were amazed at the largeness of both.

The two passed out again from the sun's heat and just as they felt they
would not awaken the sun had gone down. The night mercifully came and at
least some of the direct heat of the sun was gone. It was no longer
directly beating down on them. The night was still warm and even a bit hot,
but the mugginess was gone and the closeness of being unable to breath was
also gone. The night here seemed calmer and still. They could hear the
water around the ship.

Sole gasped, parched, "Still alive?"  He was not sure the words actually
came out and when they did if they were understandable.

"Yes," Justin answered, "I think. Maybe the next place we'll go to and the
next time will be a better one."

Sole tried to say, "That is the first optimistic thing I ever heard you
say."  Instead he said, "If you are there it will be a better one."

"Sentiment, warrior?"


"You think I'm a warrior too? Jus...cough coff, Justin, while the others
didn't always, I did. I did trust you--always. Somehow I knew deep down you
were...."

They could feel the movements of the pole lines as three pirate boys
climbed up to cut them down. Justin out, "This is either a release or the
end."

The other cabin boys and an especially happy Binfo, the pirate from
Fargel's ship, now recruited by Kickai, watched as the two boys were
brought down, prostrate by the pirates and carried away.


Act Four


In their cell-cabin, Justin and Sole were given food to eat and water to
drink by other pirate boys they did not recognize from before. They
finished eating. The two were visited by the mulatto and the albino--who
smiled as they came in, their hands behind their backs.  They nodded to the
door and each stepped to one side of the room, taking golden short swords
from behind their backs. Sole admired the guns which he thought he had seen
before but that might not have been right. He also thought he knew the
albino and mulatto too. Justin woke Sole out of his phase and pushed him
forward. The two were brought up to the deck by the boys, the swords
pressed to their spines. There, the moons shone with a brightness that hurt
their eyes. The boys they were pushed past, all laughed at the sight of
them shielding their eyes with their arms and hands. It was a clear, still
night and the moons above gave off a type of heat this time.

Kickai looked at Oren and Sodac at the rim of the galleon, "You know what
to do with them. Have a good time."

Leoni grabbed his arm, "I still agree with Stefo for once--you are the
captain..."

"Glad to hear it!"  Kickai laughed.

"I as quartermaster am fit to do this. It is my duty."

"And make me miss my fun?"  Kickai tossed a rope over the side of the ship
to a small rowboat where Stefo, Sem, Lokeen, and Cron were. I n another
nearby were Mall, black topped fuzzy haired Morcan, and the small impish
face brownhaired Mera sat. They had Binfo there along with Ami, Smof, Jams,
Ama, Yoshi, the long haired older boy, the redhead, the boy with blue eyes,
and a long haired redheaded freckle faced 22 year old. Nakoi was there
too. Tied up, Dimitri, Maro and Farang were in a third boat with other
pirates from Kickai's crew. Mera had green eyes that seemed able to
mesmerize, a little boy not much younger than Lokeen. Freckled and wide
grinned he too was a pure child of Rate. Morcan had black hair, fuzzy and
like brillo, a set of white perfect teeth that made his sinister grin all
the more sinister, and a build not unlike Cron but only bulkier and
stockier. Kickai looked down, "A fine crew goes with me. We can handle the
cabin boys."

"It'll be okay here so don't worry about here," Leoni stated.

"I won't," Kickai said. "And there will be less of us returning, you know."

Leoni laughed.

To be continued...