Ravished by the Pirates

He laughed at her protest, his finger sliding up and down her crack before he finally pressed against her anus, his powerful finger forced between her tightly clenched cheeks, feeling the hot, pulsating hole beneath his touch. She squirmed, his finger following every little dart of her body, unable to escape his intimate touch. “So hot my little flower.” He pushed harder, her body jumping as her anus fought back the intrusion.

How could he touch her back there, the thought so disgusting that she choked? The finger would push, retreat, then push again, making her body jerk up and down as if she were a puppet, his finger the strings that made her dance for him. Her relief was short-lived when his finger moved away, her panties still plastered against her anus. His hand moved lower, lower between her legs. Even with her knees clenched tight, the crouched position left her sex so available to his touch.

Her asshole was so hot, his cock jerking at the thought of sodomizing the red-haired bitch as she screamed with every thrust of his hard cock up her asshole almost making him cum. He moved down to her pussy, sure that his hands were the first to touch her so intimately, her squirming body, her gasps of shame making it so much more enjoyable. He found her sex and pushed her panties into the hole, his finger moving around the tiny opening, widening it to his fat finger. “You’re going to have to spread wide to take my hard cock in your virgin pussy. I hope you fight. I love it when virgins fight the ravishment of their body. It makes it so much more enjoyable.”

Even his finger felt huge, how would it feel when his penis would replace it? She squirmed as he fingered her so intimately, unable to escape the rude, probing finger. He finally stopped, his hands pulling out from beneath her dress, her panties pressed deep into her butt and vagina so uncomfortably. She saw him move around in front of her, his grinning face staring at her.

He let his hands move forward, grabbing both of her knees and pulling them apart as she struggled to fight his handling of her body. “Spread your legs for me my little redhead bitch. You will soon learn to obey my commands or suffer under my whip. I have no qualms about whipping your naked body, your ass, tits and even your sex will receive the powerful lash of the leather whip. You’ll be surprised how obedient you will become,” laughing as he thrust her knees open wide. “Now keep them open,” he ordered her, his hands sliding along the inside of her legs, pulling her skirt out of the way as he did. He gathered her skirt and pushed it aside until he had access to her naked thighs. He pinched her creamy skin, feeling her jerk and toss about as his powerful fingers grasped her sensitive skin in a sharp pinch that squeezed the skin painfully.

His fingers hurt, the pinches shooting sharp pains up to her brain, his fingers continuing to bruise her tender inner thighs as he moved closer to her sex again. Would he pinch her there, the thought of his fingers pinching her labia just too much to bear! “You brutal man,” she shouted at him. “Hurting a poor, innocent girl,” she taunted him, his fingers continuing their painful move up towards her sex. She couldn’t let him continue, closing her knees, trapping his hand between her silky thighs.

The First Officer nodded to one of his men. He quickly moved behind the redhead. The short whip in his hand shot out, slapping her hard across her back, her body jerking in pain before the scream was torn from her lips. Her scream was inhuman; sure that no one had ever had the audacity to strike her before. “Again,” he ordered his man, the whip slicing across her back again, this time lower down, finding a new spot to inflict the pain.

No one had ever struck her before, least of all with a whip. Her back was ablaze in pain, feeling like the skin was torn from her. A second slap of the whip on a fresh spot opened up another burst of pain, a second scream torn from her lips as she suffered, almost falling over, the rope around her neck the only thing that kept her from falling over. She felt the rope tighten on the rope, holding her body rigid, afraid of hanging herself.

“Now spread your knees apart my red-haired beauty. Or would you rather feel the touch of the whip on your back again?” The First Officer smiled as she slowly let her knees part, his hand released from the tight grasp of her thighs. “Wider bitch,” he ordered her, seeing her strain to spread them until he was satisfied. “Now keep them open.” His hands returned to caressing her creamy white inner thighs, her body trembling as he moved up and down the silky skin. He pushed her skirt out of the way, exposing her almost to her panties, his hands eager to seek out the treasures beneath her panties. “That’s a good bitch,” he complimented her, hearing the sudden gasp from her lips as his fingers pressed hard against her sex. He felt her knees begin to close, but a light tap of the whip on her back changed her mind and her knees spread again obscenely. He pinched her labia in his powerful hands, feeling her body jerk in the unexpected harsh touch of her sex. “Nice puffy lips. I like that. Such a lovely sound a whip makes when they slap against them.”

“Please Sir. Don’t hurt me,” the redhead begged the First Officer, unaccustomed to be treated so cruelly.

“Just learn to obey,” he taunted her as his hands continued to rub her sex through her tiny, thin panties. He pinched her pussy lips again, her ass trying to arch up to escape the cruel fingers. “I have work to finish. Then I will be back for you. You are going to be the first.”

She trembled, almost afraid to ask the question. “The first what?”

“Why the first to get fucked of course. I will get you first, then the rest of the men will have their way with you. You’ll get fucked more in your first day than most girls get in their lifetime, though I am sure that you won’t enjoy it as much. But we will. I’m sure your pussy will be hot and tight and you will give each of us a good ride. If not, the whip will encourage you to give us the pleasure we seek from your young body.” He pulled his hands from under her skirt, standing up in front of her. “Keep those pretty legs spread. If I come back and they are closed, it will be the whip again.”

Stefani looked around, the other girls not faring any better. Each was forced to spread her knees for the pirates; Stefani required the whip to get her acceptance. Three times it slapped her back harshly before she finally accepted her fate, her knees spreading open reluctantly. One of the unfortunate girls, the one with the largest breasts suffered the ultimate indignity. One of the pirates couldn’t wait, his hands pushed into the tight bodice of her dress and plucked one large, naked breast out, the girl humiliated as she crouched so obscenely, her large, naked breast revealed in the bright sunlight as the pirates passed by her carrying the booty from the ship, their eyes always on the firm flesh so brazenly exposed to them. One of the more adventurous pirates even stopped long enough to wrap his lips around her nipple, drawing the tender morsel in his mouth, his tongue attacking it with a vengeance as his teeth bit down behind the hardening bud, holding it trapped in the hot confines of his mouth.

The pirates continued to plunder the King’s ship, load after load of treasures stored on their own ship. It took four hours before they finished, finally ready to set sail. The girls suffered in the hot sun, their clothes sticking to them like a second skin, their long dresses holding the heat in. Their hearts sank when they saw their ship set afire, the pirates yelling and hollering in excitement as they threw blazing torches on the ship before jumping aboard their own ship.