Ravished by the Pirates

She was ushered into another room, a large tub already filled with steaming hot water, bubbles on the top. She waited for him to leave.

“Get going, we don’t have all day.”

“I was waiting for you to leave me alone.”

“Well Princess, I have no intentions of leaving you alone. And every attention of seeing that lovely body naked. Now off with your sarong and get into the bath.”

She took off the sarong and stepped into the bath, ignoring the stare of the man. Even though she didn’t even look at him, she could feel his eyes burning though her naked body.

“Such a nice ass. The Captain tells me you are quite proficient at taking a hard cock up your asshole and pleasuring it. A product of the African Cockroach I’m sure,” laughing at her obvious discomfort. Many girls that Captain James brought through had been taught the same way, never had one ever forgot the lesson. He watched her as she bathed, the soap blocking most of his view, but that made it all the desirable. He had a brilliant idea of how to dress her.

“I’m finished,” Stefani not sure what to do.

“Out of the bath,” handing her a towel to wipe herself off. He watched as she did, paying special attention to the dense, black bush that tantalized him. She began to pull the towel around her. “Put the towel down. I’m not finished yet.” He watched as she dropped it, her hands uselessly at her side, her naked body so delightful. “Spread your legs for me Princess.”

She knew she didn’t have a choice, the man tapping the riding crop on his hip. She spread her legs until he nodded his approval, her legs almost three feet apart.

“Now pull open those puffy lips Princess. Show me that lovely pussy. Real wide now. I want to be able to see inside you.”

She let her fingers slide down over her abdomen, her fingers finding her pussy lips and began to pull them apart, ashamed as she felt the cool air of the room blowing on her insides.

“Wider, real wider. I want to see inside that dark hole.” He noticed that she was wet, sure that it wasn’t from the bath water. She was somehow aroused, not sure if it was the humiliation of being examined so intimately or having to do it herself. Either way, she would bring a high price once the men saw how easily she was aroused. “Put your fingers on your hole and pull it open. Show me how big the Captain made your pussy with his big cock fucking you.”

Stefani could barely pull her pussy open. No matter how many times the Captain had put his cock inside her, she was still tight. She felt her juices begin to flow as she played with her pussy, ashamed at how wet she was getting. She was sure that he could see it too.

“Now pull back your clit hood and let me see how big your clit is. Men love big clits. Especially if they want to punish it.” Her fingers went up her slit, two fingers on the side of her clit, pushing back to expose it. He was surprised how red and hard it was. Was this because she was aroused, or would it get bigger?

She stood there in front of him, exposing the most intimate parts of her body to a complete stranger. One that was below her status in life.

“Now turn around. Bend at the waist and let your hands slip back to pull your cheeks apart. Real wide. I want to see that asshole that men will pay great wealth to possess.”

She performed the degrading task for him, her hands holding her cheeks apart, her anus spreading wide, sure that he could see the depths of her soul. He took a long time staring at her ass, Stefani unable to do anything but let him have his way. He finally let her stand up again, facing him. He had a rope in his hand when she turned around, Stefani afraid again. Would he take her sexually? Was that why he stared at her backside so long? Would he take her up her ass?

He turned around, picking up the clothes he had for her. “Put these on.”

She took them, surprised at how thin the material was. You could see through it. It was a dark black almost transparent. She slipped the top on, more of a wrap, letting it slip around her. Her nipples pushed out the front, her white skin visible beneath it. The sarong was similar to the other, short, coming to just above her knees, but even wrapped around her allowed for her body to be visible beneath it.

“Very nice. Men loved to be teased. They can see just enough to tempt them. Especially that lovely black bush. Not many women have such a thick, black bush as you do. Your hands,” he ordered her. She obeyed, putting her wrists together in front of her. He tied the thick rope around her slim wrists, tying them together, pulling the knot tight. The men would love to see her bound, their imagination perked at what lay ahead for them if they were successful in procuring her. He took the end of the rope and threw it over the beam in the ceiling, the end hanging down in front of her face.

She felt him pulling on the end of the rope, her arms forced to move up as he pulled higher and higher. He finally stopped when her feet were barely able to touch the ground, the rope almost cutting into her skin. “It hurts.”

“Of course it does Princess Stefani. It is meant to. Men love to see the pain etched in your face. A select few will be allowed in to check out your lovely body before the auction begins. It will make you more amenable to their intimate probing of your body. And from what I have seen of you, I wouldn’t be surprised to find you aroused by it.”

“Never!” She tried to look surprised at his accusation, but she knew that it was partially true. She could already feel the dampness between her legs as soon as he hauled her body up by the rope, her muscles taut, her half naked body posed for the men that would hope to possess her.

“I’ll leave you alone. Your first visitor should be in shortly. Remember, I will be outside the door. I hope I wouldn’t have to remind you of the consequences of not obeying. Not that you will have much chance, bound as you are. And make sure you don’t cum for them Princess Stefani.” He laughed at her as the door slammed behind her.

The door opened, Stefani spinning around to see who it was. The look on her face was obvious, Stefani never even thinking of it. He was black. At least six feet tall, muscular, he must weigh over 250 pounds. The thought of him on top of her little body, pinning her to the bed as he took her with his black cock sent a terror through her.

“Lovely lil cunt,” he spoke to her in broken English. He opened the front of his trousers, reaching in to pull out the most formidable weapon, a thick black cock that stood at least eleven inches long at its peak. His fingers ran up and down the shaft as she stared at it. “It’ll fuck you an make you scream.”

She could never take something that big inside her. And black, never crossing her mind that a black man might buy her. And to suck it in her mouth or take it up her ass. She was sure it would pierce her and kill her. He moved closer to her, his hand reaching down to grasp the inside of one her thighs. He peeled open her leg, her skirt riding up high until she could feel the cold air in the room blowing on her naked sex.

“Nice black bush,” he murmured. “Like mine.” He began to rub her pussy, his fingers harshly pushing aside her lips, finding her wet. “You like big, black cock.” He looked in her face.

“No. Please no. It’s too big.” His fingers pushed inside her, two fat fingers that felt as if he would tear her apart. Was that what it would be like to have his cock inside her? He began to finger fuck her, his fingers sliding in and out on her juices.

He saw how wet and tight she was. “Make you sit on cock.” He smiled as he saw the frightened look on her face. “Here too.” He let his finger slide back, one slick finger sliding up inside her asshole, her body jerking as she was suddenly impaled. “Squeeze.”