Her relief was short-lived. Camilla closed her eyes as an old pirate crawled between her legs, fisting an erect cock against her drenched hole, not caring about anything but being encased in her hot body. It plunged into her pussy, not as thick as the young pirate’s was, her slick pussy easily accommodating the lesser cock. He mauled her breasts with his hands, his foul breath forcing her turn her head to the side, brushing the tip of a hot cock near her face. Fingers pushed into her mouth, opening her lips until she felt the unmistakable taste of cock pushing inside, hands urging her head up and down she was forced to masturbate his cock with her lips. The two pirates rode her body hard until she received their cum, choking as it shot down her throat, her pussy drenched in another load of cum.
Hands flipped her over onto her knees, hands spreading her thighs wide, readying her, a cock rubbing up and down her wet pussy, suddenly plunging inside her. His hands forced her hips to dance on his cock, making her ride her pussy up and down his cock. Her head was thrust up again, Camilla opening her mouth as she was quickly filled with another cock, her tongue already learning to lash at the tip in the confines of her mouth, wanting only to make him cum, to stop the ravishment of her body. Hands slapped her ass hard when she failed to respond with the proper enthusiasm, a painful reminder to give them the pleasure they desired from her. She finally slumped down on the bed, exhausted, her body drenched in sweat and cum, the pirates finally sated with her body. She couldn’t even close her legs, no longer caring, exhausted.
5
Gretchen Rides the Barrel
The Captain fondled Stefani at will, his hands running continually over her naked breasts, keeping her nipples hard and pointed as the others watched the preparation for Gretchen’s sodomy. “Bring in the barrel. Mount Gretchen on it.” The Captain’s cock hardened at the thought of Gretchen bound to it.
Gretchen was scared, knowing that the sodomy would be painful. His finger had hurt enough, but his long, hard cock would be excruciating. She was shocked when she saw it. A large wooden barrel, mounted on four strong legs. Towards the back of the barrel stood out a large wooden object. The part that stuck out of the barrel was thick; about the size of Gretchen’s wrist, the wood carved into the shape of a cock, a helmet on the top, with wooden edges, smooth and shiny. She screamed when they lifted her up, carrying her naked body over to the evil contraption. The shaft wasn’t made for pleasure, but for pain, the wood cock thick, too thick. The shaft was built for obedience, forcing the rider to keep still while she was sodomized, forced to accommodate the thick cock up her backside or suffer the painful agony of the wooden cock tearing her vaginal passage.
The pirates laughed as they tossed her naked body over the barrel, poising her over the thick shaft. The First Officer came closer, pulling back her pussy lips, readying her to be mounted. She groaned in pain when they yanked her legs wide apart. She would be forced to straddle the barrel, her legs spread painfully apart, ropes tying her ankles together under the barrel, binding her painfully. The First Officer spread open the petals of her pussy, her insides no longer pink but red from the multiple fuckings she had already endured. His fingers stroked up and down her tender lips, seeing her juices beginning to flow. “Ah, the red-haired wench crèmes like a whore,” he laughed, Gretchen turning red in humiliation. His fingers rode up and down her slit until her pussy glistened with her juices. “She’s ready.”
“Please let her go,” Stefani begged the Captain. “I did as you said.”
“It is for the First Officer’s pleasure now. And also to teach you the futility of refusing us. You must learn to submit. Your body is mine, to do as I please. Now open your mouth Princess, it is time for you to practice sucking my cock.” He turned her half naked body towards him, seeing her open her mouth as he pressed his hard cock closer to her lips.
She didn’t want to subject Gretchen to any more pain than she would already get, unwillingly opening her mouth, her face contoured in disgust as she waited for the first awful taste of his cock to enter her mouth. His hands held her head too tightly, forcing her mouth over the head of his cock, Stefani reluctantly closing her lips, tasting the salty, thick crème already enter her mouth.
“Lap at it with your tongue while we watch Gretchen’s sodomy. Soon it will be me enjoying the pleasures of your backside.” Her tongue felt good, bathing his cock. Though inexperienced, she seemed to be a natural cocksucker, the Captain hoped she had the same talents in other areas.
Gretchen screamed as she felt her body slowly lowered, feeling the hard wood banging against her tight vagina. They kept her balanced precariously above the evil shaft, the shiny wood bashing against her delicate opening, teasing her. “NNNOO,” she screamed as her body sank down, the thick shaft pushing aside her pussy and sliding in, her vagina stretching wider and wider as the wood helmet entered her abused pussy. It already hurt and was only a tiny bit inside her, the previous fucking having taken a toll on her sex. It hurt as it spread her wider and wider, her body slowly sinking down. The pirates stopped, raised her up then thrust her back down, each time the shaft going deeper, spread her wider. Even though the First Officer had masturbated her, making her wet, she was not built to accommodate such a formidable weapon. It seemed to tear into her as they pushed her down, then back up on the dry, smooth wood.
The First Officer moved closer to her. “Maybe you will appreciate a real cock next time. Be more accommodating to being fucked. The shaft will teach you obedience. If you move about, it will stretch your tender insides wide. The ridge around the helmet is thick. It will feel as if your pussy is being stretched out of shape. The only way to avoid it is to stay still. But to do so may be difficult as I intend to fuck you in your tiny asshole. You’ll have to stretch wide to accommodate my cock, push back to aid its entry. If not, the shaft will render your pussy raw. Lower now, let her get used to her new lover.” The First Officer laughed as her weight bore down on the shaft, driving it into her defenseless pussy, the thick wooden shaft stretching her wider. Over half of it was inside her, tears running down her face as she suffered the cruel ravishment by the inanimate object. His fingers ran around her stretched ring, the skin drawn taut, almost tearing. “You have over half Gretchen,” pushing down on her shoulders, forcing more of the rigid cock inside her as she groaned in pain.
Stefani couldn’t believe that Gretchen was taking such a monster inside her, her tears reflecting the painful stretching she endured. The pirates laughed as they forced more and more of the artificial phallus inside her. Each time she squirmed her face in pain, the hard, thick wood must be excruciating. Stefani was not faring much better, forced to lather the pulsating cock inside her mouth with her tongue. Each time she slowed down, hands on the side of her head pressed harder, squeezing her head as if it were in a vise until she resumed the degrading act of bathing his cock with her tongue. The cock seemed to be everywhere inside her mouth, pushing out her cheeks, hitting the back of her mouth, making her choke until it moved again, her lips tightly grasping it as it plunged in and out her oral cavity, as he fucked her mouth as if it were her vagina. The cock grew as he watched Gretchen’s suffering, the thick shaft stretching her lips painfully.
“EEEEEHHH.” Gretchen let out an ear piercing scream as the thick, wooden shaft bottomed out in her pussy, stretching her cervix as it battered at her womanhood. Her pussy felt torn, stretched wide to accept the unyielding wood, her juices soaked into the wood, leaving her pussy dry, the wood rasping painfully. She tried to stay still, her body trembling in pain, sweat drenching her pale skin.