Gretchen strained to let her anus flower open, the burning from the prior sodomy still painful, the wet tongue soothing as it shoved into her rectum, her muscle clenching onto the rough tongue. She reciprocated, plunging her tongue in deeper into Lady Stefani’s backside, making her tongue hard as it pressed into her clenching rectum. Her hands moved to the Princess’ pussy, sliding a finger up and down her slit, so slick with her abundant juices. Her fingertip slapped at the clit, back and forth her fingernail tapped the hardened bud, and Lady Stefani shuddered in pleasure. The Princess was sure that she would cum soon in spite of her inexperience. Gretchen wanted to join her. The chorus of the pirates increased with their ardor, a thick shot of cum shooting onto Lady Stefani’s back as one pirate lost control.
Stefani slid her finger inside Gretchen’s tight pussy, the tight muscles gripping two fingers as she plunged in and out in a mock fucking motion. If Gretchen was sore, she was not showing it. Her pussy dripped with pleasure, Stefani’s fingers slick with her juices. She pinched Gretchen’s clit and drove her tongue deeper into the hot, deep recesses of her rectum. She had to fight the clenching muscles to keep her tongue inside, as they tried to spit out the intruder.
They came all over each other, faces bathed in juices, cheeks slick with girl cum. Gretchen was surprised by Lady Stefani; she came almost like a man, her face drowning in the abundant juices that flowed from her pussy. Stefani swallowed Gretchen’s cum, enjoying the taste as her tongue continued to shove deep into her rectum feeling her muscles climaxing as Gretchen’s fingers kept up the gentle masturbation. Lady Stefani reciprocated her tongue hard and long inside her rectum, moving in and out like fake sodomy, less painful than the real anal fucking she suffered. Lady Stefani’s fingers seemed to know exactly what to do, rubbing her slit, moving in and out of her vagina, pulling and tugging on her clit until she climaxed, her body shaking and trembling as she did.
The pirates were clapping and hooting as the girls came all over each other.
“Look at them buck up and down.”
“They like a tongue up their ass; we’ll see how they like cock instead!”
“Look at the cum from the Princess. She is soaking her lowly handmaiden with her cum.”
They finally slumped down, their tongues pushed from their asses, Stefani’s sex covering Gretchen’s face, almost smothering her.
“MMMG,” Gretchen struggled as she fought to breathe, Lady Stefani’s sex covering her face. She finally threw her off, sucking in air. “Sorry Lady Stefani, but I couldn’t breathe.”
“I’m sorry Gretchen, but I’ve never felt anything so unbelievable. I’m not sure if it was your tongue, my tongue inside yours, the thought of being forced and watched to perform for these vile pirates but it was explosive, never having expected such a feeling before.” She moved closer to Gretchen, whispering in her ear. “Maybe we could do this again, without the pirates?”
Gretchen couldn’t deny the tremendous orgasm that had rocked her body, more intense than she had ever felt before. “Yes Lady Stefani, I would love to,” she whispered back.
“Very good girls,” the Captain clapping, the other pirates joining in. “But it is time to get the Princess ready for her wedding night. I have such preparations for her. Let’s go M’Lady, to my cabin. I have such wonderful things to do to you. I’m not sure if you will enjoy it as well as I do, but I don’t care. After all, you are here to service me, not the other way around.” He pulled her up, handing her a small light piece of material. “Wrap this around your waist.” He watched as she complied, the material sitting low on her hips, the only way it would fit and still cover her sex from the prying eyes on the pirates. “I love your tits naked. I enjoy the way they bounce so gently as you walk, it keeps my cock hard at the thought of you.”
7
Pain and Pleasure, Hard to Tell the Difference
She felt self conscious as she walked to the Captain’s cabin, knowing that he was behind her, watching her body as she moved. Even though he had just seen her naked having girl sex it still was disconcerting. She was afraid of what would happen when they got back to the cabin, his comments vague, but she knew that she would have to submit sexually to him, just not sure how perverse the acts he would require of her. She opened the door, the Captain quickly following, the sound of the door closing so final. She turned towards him, quickly embarrassed that her gaze went to the front of his trousers first, the bulge obvious. “What are you going to do?”
“From your look, I should fuck you,” laughing at her discomfort of being discovered looking at his cock. “But I’m going to save that until your wedding day tomorrow. I’m going to take your virginity while you’re in a wedding dress. The wedding dress you were saving for your true love. I want you begging to be fucked. So tonight I’m are going to arouse you, arouse you as you never have been before.”
“Never, I’ll never beg you to take me,” a look of defiance on her face.
“I think you’ll be surprised what will arouse you Princess. You’ll be begging to cum before the night is over.” He moved behind her before she even had a chance to react, pulling her arms behind her. He pressed against her almost naked ass, making her feel his hard cock. “This is going up your hot, tight pussy tomorrow Princess. It’s going to make you scream in pleasure.”
He threw her onto the chair in the corner as if she was a bag of potatoes. She sprawled out on the chair, her hands moving down to cover her legs, the piece of cloth doing little to hide her sex from him. The chair had a high back, wooden armrests and seemed to be secured to the floor in some manner.
“Hands above your head,” he ordered her, moving behind her. “Now!” She raised her hands up, looking up at him in fear as he yelled his commands. He grabbed her tiny wrists in one hand, able to overpower her easily. With the other hand, he ran a leather strap around each wrist and through the center until they were both securely tied together, the leather digging into her white, tender skin. He yanked her arms up higher, pulling her body taut, her breasts rising up. He found the peg on the top, slipping the strap through it until she was bound to it securely. She was stretched so tight that her ass barely touched the chair. He loved to see female flesh bound, their bodies drawn tight. It always made his cock hard.
He kneeled before her, her thighs clamped tightly together, the material hiking high up her legs, barely covering her sex. With her arms bound, there was little she could do to stop him. He tied another leather strap around her ankles until they were securely bound as her wrists. His dark, brooding eyes stared up at her, his hands sliding up her naked legs until he rested on the top of her legs.
A shiver ran through her body as his hands moved up her legs, caressing her flesh, testing the leather straps. A feeling of helplessness crept through her body as she became resigned to her fate. His hands slid between her thighs, pushing out until she obliged him, bowing her knees, his hands urging her compliance until he was satisfied. The material draped around her waist barely covered her sex. He had a much better view now, the flimsy material no protection from his prying eyes.
“You won’t need this,” tearing the tiny bit of cloth from her body, leaving her naked. Her thighs slapped together, his hand moving quickly between her thighs again, this time prying them open for his leering eyes. “I guess you need to be taught to obedience. Now keep those silky thighs open for me.”
She trembled at his voice, afraid of how he would teach her. She parted her thighs open wide, straining to please him even though the bowing of her legs strained the straps holding her ankles, the leather digging deeper into her flesh. She looked down at her labia opened wide, her pink pussy still slick with Gretchen’s saliva and her cum glistening in the candlelight of the room. It even made it more humiliating to submit to him like this.