Paul Gable: You_re in the navy now

Laurie turned her head, pressing her flushed cheek against the cold bulkhead. The quivering in her asscheeks made the smooth lightly tanned globes move, tightening and reining in an inviting dance. Jack breathed a little harder, his right hand gripping the spike while his left massaged his stiff prick through his shorts.

Laurie felt him puffing down her panties until they puddled around her ankles. He was spreading her thighs apart, telling her to bend forward a little while keeping her palms flat against the bulkhead.

"Now, bitch, now."

He was pressing the tip of the spike against one asscheek, then tracing it over to the other, watching as she stood instinctively on her toes and pressed her belly and cunt against the wall. Laurie trembled, her knees shivering against the bulkhead while her assring opened and let out tiny, smelly fans of excitement and fear. Laurie wanted to weep, but she knew that the slightest move might put that spike right through her flesh.

Jack slid the marlin spike back up her spine, tracing all the bumps and hollows until Laurie let out a scream. He was cutting her lower back, leaving long white cut marks against her flesh while he grabbed at her ass and pulled her cheeks wide apart. She bit her lip, her face wrinkling into a mask of intense concentration.

She felt the tip of that awful thing poking against her asshole, creasing against the gray-pink flesh and threatening to poke holes in it. Laurie cried out, banging her knees against the bulkhead again, thinking he was going to rip her bowels out.

Then the thing went away.

"Oh!"

It was back, this time at the center of her hot unplowed cunt. The shocking chill of it made her pussy snap shut against the edges, small slits appearing in the puffy, hot lips while more juice seeped from her cunt and trickled down her shivering white thighs. Gasping, Laurie threw back her head and let her long blonde hair sweep over the tops of her asscheeks. Her ordeal, she felt, had just begun.

The boatswain's knot pressed painfully against Laurie's wrist, crushing the tiny bones and making her upper arms cramp and ache while her knees knocked agonizingly against the steel bulkhead in front of her. She thought she could catch glimpses of that awful rat in the dark corners. But the marlin spike piercing her asshole made her more conscious than ever of Jack's brutality. The world sank away except for the big lieutenant and his savagery.

He switched once more to her cunt, rocking the tip down to her clit. Laurie cried out, her teeth chattering with terror and pain as she arched her spine and presented her naked ass to the lieutenant. Jack grunted with approval, twisting the spike wound and starting to penetrate her pussy with the jagged piece of rusty steel.

He rocked the spike back and forth regularly now, purposely keeping the point of the object pressed just under her clit. At other times Jack moved the spike around, slitting her cuntlips lightly. The stinging pussy juice dribbling across those tiny wounds made her clit swell all the bigger. Laurie found a hotter, more intense lust flowing out from her overheated crotch. She fought with herself, knowing that it just wasn't right. But still the excitement flowed more and more, making her pant like an animal.

"Slut! Slut!"

He was calling her such dreadful names, making her feel as if she were nothing more than a cheap whore. But how was she reacting? Would a decent girl have her pulse racing like this? Would a good girl feel her blood boiling between her shivering legs while that awful marlin spike slipped deeper into her wet, hot clutching fuckhole? Looking around once more, she saw Jack stroking his long, thick cock sticking straight out from his jockeys.

Laurie let out another cry. The tip of the spike sliced through her clit folds. The hot, searing pain was inseparable from the electric-like thrill of the direct cutting contact.

Laurie thought he had taken out another cigarette. Her slit cuntlips were on fire, burning as if sulfuric acid had been smeared onto them. The constant flow of her cuntal fluid across and into the cuts created the hot sensation, making her gasp and twist. Her head still throbbed from the beating, the slaps. The pounding pulse amplified itself in the rising bruise on her temple. She thought he would cut out her womb, shove that spike past her cherry and on into her belly where he would kill her.

Somehow that notion made her cuntjuice flow faster. Laurie felt the rising warmth of her aroused flesh, her belly tightening while her asscheeks danced and jiggled as if he were beating her.

Thank God! He had dragged the spike back, stinging a long cutting line to her thigh. Those awful buzzing flashes ebbed from her pussy, making the girl relax and sag from her cuffs.

Instinctively Laurie shoved her taut ass back at the lieutenant. The tip of the spike slipped around the rim of her cunt, then past the puckered ring of her shitter. Laurie, with a sudden flash of shyness, wanted to bide her aroused pussy from the man. The spasm in her asshole let her cunt unclench, and the air in her overheated pussy blew out. She shot a quick look back at him. Jack still stroked his long prick, oblivious to her failing cunthole.

Laurie knew she was disgracing herself. Her body was hungry for that thick red-headed prick. It would be her first fuck in her pussy. It would be the second time with this savage who had brutalized her ass, raped her in a place most women never think of using sexually. He had used and abused her there, reaming her out, threatening to cut her to pieces. And now he was piercing her asshole again, the pricking stabs forcing the brown rubbery ring of her shitter inward. The same forbidden pleasure she had felt after shitting from a Mexican meal rose in her once more. For an instant she let herself imagine Jack fucking her in the ass once more.

The lieutenant was panting now, still jacking at his prick. His fingers moved on the slippery shaft faster and faster. He poked the tip of the spike into her puffy cuntlips. Laurie rolled her ass around, loving the way the cuts acted like tiny fires in her cuntflesh. Laurie's nervous sweat stung her more and more, rivulets running down her sides and off her stinging nipples.

Laurie felt the blind stabs of the spike against her cherry. He was pushing it in, jabbing the thing against the tightly bunched flesh, until a white-hot pain exploded between her legs. Laurie's eyes bugged out, her jaw slackening while her body shivered and bucked forward, away from the pain. But Jack stayed with her, fucking down with the spike, twisting it around until the tip finally pierced the thin membrane.

"Eaghghghghghhghh!"

It was worse, far worse than the pain she had endured when he'd fucked her in the ass. Laurie tried crawling up the bulkhead, her knees banging against the wall while the dreaded spike burrowed up into hot, virgin territory. She screamed and cried, thrashing her body wildly while her tits pillowed against the cold wall in front of her. Blood flowed from her chafed wrists, trickling down her lower arms while something popped in her right shoulder. Again and again the spasms of pain shot through her cunt, rocketing up her spine and exploding like dynamite into her skull. Jack laughed at her, striking her several times with closed fists against the back of her skull.

Laurie managed to regain some control of her sobs, realizing she would choke on her own saliva and tears if she kept on. And to her surprise the pain gradually ebbed while the stroking of the spike up and down her slick cuntal channel actually soothed the sore, torn tissues of her pierced cherry. Jack saw her change in attitude and grinned, shoving the marlin spike nearly all the way in before twisting it out slowly, dropping the instrument with a clatter onto the floor.