You gaze off into the distance from the deck of the privateer 'The Dark Desire', the corners of your mouth curled in glee at the fearsome firepower of its five guns, forcing a nearby sailing trader to raise the white flag after a single warning shot, becoming your first target of the week.

You watch as your sailors deftly handle the gang-jumping, easily disarming all crew resistance, then collect the bound prisoners and plundered cargo on deck one by one, a plunder that has rewarded you handsomely.

You say to the first mate beside you: "Well, it seems they know the rules of the sea, and an early surrender would be good for both sides. Tell our boys not to kill anyone. Leave them a quarter of their cargo, and give them enough food and fresh water to get back to port. Our hold is almost full, we don't need to load that much."

The first mate nodded and gave orders to his men, then said to you in a gruff voice: "Boss, there are a couple of cabins in the brothel section of the ship that were vacant due to the release of a group of people when we were last in port, and our sailors are in need of some 'freshness,' so why don't you have us search among the prisoners for some high-quality goods? Of course, you choose first, boss."

After saying that, he carefully surveyed the female captives gathered in a pile on the deck, all of them shivering passengers or crew members of this merchant ship.