“Put her in the hold until tonight. Then we’ll string her up in the Captain’s quarter. The whip will make her dance tonight.” He saw the look on her face at the mention of the whip. They quickly grabbed her and carried her off to the hold to join the others, hog- tied, her body stretched until she thought her bones were breaking. But it would be nothing to the pain she would feel tonight. The First Officer was an expert at extracting the maximum amount of pain from females, enjoying their screams as the whip visited the most intimate parts of their bodies.
It seemed like days, not hours before the pirates returned to the girls, their bodies finally released from the stringent bondage of the hog-tie. They didn’t even mind when the pirates took liberties with their bodies, hands hanging uselessly at their sides as the dirty hands of the pirates ravished their bodies. One was pushed over onto her hands and knees, her ass pushed up into the air, her skirt over her back as a pirate spanked her as if she were an errant schoolgirl. The spanking stopped and the fondling began, her legs thrust apart to allow access to her soft inner thighs, three sharp slaps forcing her to spread wider, a large hand swinging upward to lash at her pussy, her body almost thrown forward as she screamed in pain.
“Which one tonight?” The pirates eyed the eight lovely girls, already planning the night’s orgy.
Camilla screamed when they pointed to her and pulled her to her feet. Hands ran all over her body as she squirmed, trying to escape them. They laughed as they threw off her feeble attempt to stop them from having their way with her. “You’ll fuck nicely for us tonight. Ten hard cocks will fuck that hot, tight virgin pussy. Then it will be your mouth, sucking us until we’re hard, hard enough to fuck you in your ass.” They laughed as they hauled her off to the center of the hold. The bed in the center of the hold was ready for its latest victim. Camilla struggled as one pirate threw her tiny body over his shoulder, her legs kicking as they dragged her to the bed.
Two of the pirates carried Gretchen screaming and kicking to the Captain’s quarters. She knew she would be punished, punished until Princess Stefani consented to the loathsome act of sucking his cock, a task that she was untrained and unwilling to perform. Gretchen would try to hold out, suffering the punishment to protect her mistress, but not without a struggle. After the orgy, she feared the pirates, feared the cruelty that knew no bounds.
“You were spared a good ass fucking, but I think the First Officer will remedy the situation tonight. Your screams will make his cock hard and he has already had your pussy. No, tonight it will be your virgin asshole that will take the First Officer’s thick, crooked cock. It will bring you such painful cramps when he sodomizes you. And when he cums in you, he will force you to suck his cock clean, your lips and tongue will bath his soiled cock until it glistens.” They laughed as she struggled harder, realizing how degrading and painful tonight would be.
Stefani was already bound on the bed, her arms pulled behind her back. The rope around her neck was already drawn tight, Stefani gulping constantly, unable to loosen the rope. The bodice of her dress had already slipped down from her struggles, half of one of her breasts almost hanging out, her legs partially uncovered.
They made quick work of Gretchen. Her wrists were bound with thick rope and tied three times around her slim wrist. They readied the saddle for her, seeing the look of terror on her face when she saw it. It was a regular saddle for a horse, but it was adapted for punishment. Gretchen would have to ride it as a man would, straddling the wide saddle with her legs parted wide. The front half of the saddle was lined with sharp, metal spikes laced across the leather every inch. Only the back of the saddle, a tiny expanse of leather of about four inches was free of the instruments of torture, the only spot where her body wouldn’t be pierced by the spikes.
She struggled when she saw the saddle, the pirates ripping the clothes from her body as she tried to run away, a slap across the face or a punch in her stomach making her more docile while they stripped her naked. Her dress, already in tatters, was torn from her body. Her undergarments, still damp from the bath in the cold, harsh water were stripped from her body by the knives of the pirates. She shivered, naked and cold as they threw her body onto the saddle, swinging her leg over the saddle, her naked ass hitting the cold leather harshly. She struggled to keep from sliding onto the spikes; sure they would tear her pussy to ribbons. She had to thrust her ass up high, the main purpose behind the ingenious saddle. It would force her to offer up her gorgeous ass for the lash of the whip.
Any attempt to escape the cruel lash would result in the tearing of her pussy on the sharp spikes. The Captain had many ingenious toys to force a female to facilitate her own whipping, thrusting out the body part to be attacked by the whip. Gretchen was bent forward, a rope around her neck drawing her head down, her ass having no choice but to arch up higher. When she felt her body slid along the saddle, sliding dangerously close to the metal spikes she pushed her ass out obscenely, not even caring how it looked.
The First Officer stood behind her, his hand fondling her ass cheeks, the white, unblemished skin untouched. “Yes, I’m going to enjoy beating those lovely cheeks.” He let his hands roam down her crease, the saddle not allowing her to close her thighs, unable to stop his fingers from having his way with her.
“NO! NO!” She screamed when his finger touched her anus, humiliated that she was so exposed and vulnerable, the pirate having no compulsion in touching her in such an intimate spot. She felt his callused finger rubbing around her tiny opening, which clenched tight as she felt the pressure of his finger on the hole.
“I’m going to fuck your asshole tonight. My large cock is going to make you scream in pain. But first, you will teach your Mistress to obey the Captain. It is your body that will suffer under the lash until she relents and sucks his cock.”
The Captain entered the room, first noticing the naked, white ass that was arched up so high. “Are you enjoying the saddle Gretchen? Careful you don’t slide forward. The spikes will tear your pussy to shreds.” He laughed. “Ah, Princess Stefani.” He bowed before her jokingly. “You certainly look ravishing this evening.” He saw her half naked breasts, the pure white skin pushing out the top of her dress. He would soon have them naked, fondling them when the First Officer would begin whipping Gretchen’s tits. He reached down to the front of her trousers, making sure that Stefani had a good view. The noose prevented her from turning her head. “Keep your eyes open or I’ll have you stripped naked.” He unbuttoned the front of his trousers, reaching in with his hand, his cock already hard. He pulled it out, the large member popping out of the tight confines of the trousers. He stroked it as it grew, the thick head growing wider, the shaft growing harder and longer as his hand slid up and down. “Are you ready to suck my cock Stefani?” He let his fingers run over the head, his finger snapping at the hole until it leaked. “And drink my cum?” He laughed when he saw the look of disgust on her face.
“Never, you filthy pirate,” Stefani shouted back, spitting at the Captain. She watched carefully as he lay down on the bed beside her, almost expecting him to hit her, her body cringing each time he moved towards her. She felt his hand touch her, pulling her closer towards her, choking as the rope pulled tight around her neck. He relented, pushing her up a bit until she could breathe again, but she felt his thick cock throbbing against her hip.
“The First Officer is going to whip and beat your lovely handmaiden, Gretchen. First her ass will receive the punishment. Then he will work on her precious tits. There is so much pain that can be inflicted on them. Finally, he will concentrate between her legs, her pussy baring the brunt of the punishment, but I’m sure her asshole won’t be neglected. It is surprising how much punishment the female sex organs can take and still be serviceable. The First Officer has found that after a severe punishment, a female is a much better fuck. I’m not sure if it is the pain they are suffering or the desire not to repeat the punishment that makes them more accommodating.”