Ravished by the Pirates

He saw the whip move up into the air, the First Officer ready to give Gretchen the final lash down her pussy. He pulled his cock out of her throat, wanting her to taste his cum. “Run your tongue over the head of my cock while I cum. Or it’s the bench for you and the lash on your pussy,” he threatened. Her tongue instantly came to life, bathing his cock. “Such an eager cocksucker. Hold my cum in your mouth until I tell you to swallow.” Gretchen’s scream and the jerking of her body and the bench was all he needed, the first load of cum shooting out into Stefani’s mouth, her tongue racing over his opened piss hole as he came in her mouth. He loved the look of disgust on her face, the way her cheeks bulged out as she received the first of many loads of cum in her innocent mouth.

The taste was disgusting, the fluid so thick and salty, filling her mouth, reaching every nook and cranny with the foul fluid. She let her tongue race over his cock, her taste buds receiving the abundant fluid, her face contoured in disgust at the vile job she was forced to perform. Gretchen’s scream urged her on, hoping to end the girl’s suffering, her tongue extracting a second load of the crème inside her mouth, her cheeks bulging out, afraid of the punishment if she did swallow. She couldn’t believe he was still cumming in her mouth, a third shot of semen shooting out, his hips driving his cock in and out her ovaled lips, slick with his juices. It finally stopped jerking in her mouth, the hard flesh softening, the flesh not as long as it was before, lying limply on her tongue as she strove to contain the cum in her mouth, her eyes pleading with him for relief.

He pulled his cock from her mouth, his sticky cum pulling out in long ropey strands. She quickly closed her lips, a drop of cum leaking from the corner of her mouth and down her chin. Her cheeks bulged out wide, her eyes opened wide as she waited for approval to do something with the mouthful of his cum. He let her suffer before he finally said. “You may swallow it now Princess Stefani. You may swallow my precious seed. Just like a good cocksucker must do.” He saw the tears in her eyes as she submitted.

It felt almost solid as the thick crème went down her throat and into her stomach, gagging her as it slowly sank down. It was almost as bad swallowing as it was in her mouth. She knew it would be in her stomach, his vile fluids in her body. She felt him rub his wet, limp cock all over her face, leaving a trail of cum across her royal face.

“You can practice again later Princess. Now that we know you can suck cock, you just need lots of practice to make you good at it. And lots of cum to fill your belly. Let’s watch lovely Gretchen get ass fucked by the First Officer. Her screams should get my cock hard again. I’ll let it sit in your mouth while it grows.” He pulled Stefani closer to him, pushing the top of her dress down, leaving her naked from the waist up. He played with her nipples, feeling her cringe each time his fingers snapped against the rubbery tips. “How do you like being half naked in front of everyone? Those lovely tits are too beautiful to cover up. I think I’ll leave you naked from the waist up forever. My men will love watching those beauties bounce as you walk.

His fingers violated her body with each touch. Her nipples tingled when his calloused fingers ran over the silky tips, making them hard in spite of herself, embarrassed at the leering glances of the others, their tongues lapping their lips at the sight of her bare bosom. She struggled, but it only succeeded in making her breasts bounce, the Captain laughing at her lewd display. She could only groan when he squeezed them, his powerful hands able to grip her abundant flesh in his palm, compressing the firm globes until the blood shot to her tips, turning them an angry red, threatening to burst. Her nipples throbbed. How many times would he make her perform this loathsome task? Would he make her swallow it again?

Camilla was the youngest and smallest of the girls, barely 100 pounds, and had just turned eighteen last week, the other girls celebrating with her. She had been with the Princess for less then six months, learning much since she became a handmaiden.

The pirates smelled, their dirty hands left prints all over her pretty dress, Camilla unable to do anything but cry and sob. She suddenly found herself hurling through the air, landing unceremoniously on the bed, her skirts riding up as she struggled to sit upright. She caught the fist of a pirate to the side of her face, rocking her head, stars blinking in her eyes as she fell down on the bed. Hands lifted her up again, her head aching from the blow, feeling her cheek already begin to swell.

“You going to cooperate little one? Or should we have some fun and beat you silly?”

The pirate was ugly, his teeth brown, the stench coming from his body almost made Camilla wrench. Her head was rocked again, another blow hitting her on the back of the head, stars suddenly shooting off in her head, her neck aching as it was hurled forward, Camilla’s face smashed into the stained sheets. She couldn’t even surrender, a punch to her kidney finally leaving her body motionless and in pain, sobbing in pain. She finally stammered out. “Please, no more. I’ll do what you want, I surrender. She felt her hair yanked, pulling her up to her knees.

The ugly pirate smiled as he stared at her. “Such a lovely body you have little one. Sit down on the bed.” He pushed her until she was seated, her legs drawn up in front of her. “Lean back,” forcing her to support her body on her arms, her eyes pleading to the pirate. The others gathered around, some of them already taking their cocks out, stroking them as they looked at the frightened girl. Even though she was small, she had big tits for her size, the twin globes pushed out by the dress, her position arching her back, forcing them out.

She felt him get behind her, her body jumping at the unexpected touch of his hands on her naked shoulders. He caressed her almost tenderly, her body squirming to get away, her back arching up higher as his hands slid down her naked back.

“Would you like me to touch your titties?” It wasn’t a question. It was a demand.

She saw the drool run from his mouth and over his scraggly beard as he ogled her. She knew what she had to do. “Yes Sir.” She cringed when he clenched her waiting breasts, her body jumping at the harsh squeeze as his powerful hands engulfed her breasts. His other hand pushed out on her back, forcing her to push her breasts into his hand as if she were enjoying it.

“Look, she likes it. She’s sticking those lovely tits into his hands. Make her bare them, let’s see them nipples.” The men were getting aroused, they wanted a piece of ass and Camilla was going to have to accommodate all of them.

She could only groan in pain as her breasts were mauled by the pirate, his fingers pinching her skin indiscriminately. All of them had taken out their cocks. Camilla had never even seen one naked before, now eight of them were being stroked in front of her, all ready to plunge into her virgin body, all ready to ravish her and she could do nothing about it.

Now they wanted her to participate in her own ravishment. She struggled with the decision, but a quick slap to her face prompted her response. “No more. I’ll do what you say.” She sat up straight, her arms going behind her to unsnap the buttons down the back, knowing that she was thrusting out her breasts as she did it. She moved to the lower ones until she got to her waist, feeling the garment part in the back. She felt a calloused hand run down her naked back, cringing as the hand molested her naked skin.

“Down in front little one. I want them titties naked.”