Kim didn't like to be called Kim, though everybody did. It annoyed her to no end and she was forever correcting people. Her name, you see, was Kimberley, not Kim, and would it be all that difficult for everyone to please remember that?
Her problem, of course, was that nobody paid much attention to her. They continued to call her Kim no matter what she wanted. Kim was not the most imposing figure and people tended to take her lightly.
It was partly her looks, of course. People who stand five feet tall are often treated with disrespect. When they have a honey sweet little face, long flowing auburn hair, and a chest that arrived in the room long before the rest of her, well, people seldom mistook her for a brain surgeon.
Her clothes had something to do with that. She had an almost unconscious ability to pick outfits that gave every male within sight an instant boner. She didn't try for that affect, it just sort of ... happened.
When you crammed thirty eight DDs into bra cups two or three sizes too small, or covered them with tight slinky tops that reached barely to her belly button, then slid her gorgeous legs and round tight ass into pants so tight she often needed help getting them off, or skirts that would reveal the soft curve of her buttocks if she bent even a little, well, she attracted a lot of attention.
Her problems were compounded by her voice, which was very high pitched, almost squeaky. One sentence out of her sweet, full, sensuous lips and everyone within ear range dismissed her as an air head bimbo. All this would have driven a highly intellectual girl half crazed. Fortunately, Kim actually was a bimbo air head.
Her family had long ago come to admit to themselves that Kim wasn't the brightest light in the lamp store. Her thoughts tended more to makeup, clothes, and pop music than say, the plight of the third world or the search for world peace. She was a D student, and couldn't have placed America on a world map, let alone such exotic, far off places as Mexico, Canada, or Europe.
She often made little mistakes, one time confusedly asking a group of friends whether California was in the United States, or the other way around. This led to a reputation that was less than respectful. Nevertheless, for all that she wasn't exactly a Nobel candidate, Kim, or Kimberley, had a good heart.
She would do almost anything to help almost anyone, and could be brought to sniffles, if not outright tears by tales of woe. Her dates learned not to take her to any kind of movie where small animals might die or lovers break up, else they'd be inundated by her tears and be left awkwardly patting the sobbing girl on the back, instead of rolling their face between her wondrously large and firm breasts.
Kim was pretty easy prey for the boys who had crowded around her since she'd first outgrown her training bra in the sixth grade. She fell for the dumbest lines and the stupidest come-ons, and even when she didn't it was fairly easy to just pull her clothes off and do her, regardless of whether she agreed.
Kim was not a forceful person. She had never hit anyone in her life. She almost never got angry, and when she did it was a kind of pouting anger that was easily calmed and soon forgotten. She wasn't the type to scream curses at anyone, not even a boy who was ripping her clothes off. Besides which, she forgave everything. No slight was too great, no harm to bad, no insult or action too cruel for her to forgive, just as long as the person said they were sorry.
If she hadn't been carefully, very, very carefully, and repeatedly instructed, reminded and cajoled about her birth control from an early age she'd have had three or four kids before she even got to high school.
Kim was almost completely ignorant of her affect on men, or how it may have differed from that of other women and girls. Even as she carefully stacked the supplies on the deck of her Daddy's yacht, she remained totally oblivious to the lusting stares of every man within sight.
She was dressed, well, partly dressed, in a tiny lime green bikini, the cups nothing by a pair of tiny stripes across the centers of her full, firm young breasts, the bottom, a thong, revealing her round, ivory buttocks.
She hummed to herself as she stacked everything quite carefully, standing with her back to a dozen men on a neighboring ship, then bending far, far forward as she arranged them in order of size.
She had recently read a book, an unusual event.
It was Tom Sawyer, and all about a boy who ran off on a river or something. She'd bugged, pestered, wheedled and cajoled her parents for days to let her go off on her own on the family's boat. Of course, they'd refused. You didn't trust a half million dollar sailing yacht to someone who couldn't find her way home from the house next door.
So her sister Jodie had been delegated to shepherd her along. Since Jodie was her younger sister, most girls would have been outraged, but Kim was not at all bothered. She loved Jodie, and had no problem with the younger girl being in charge.
For her part, Jodie was disgusted. Spending time with Kim was not her idea of fun. She shook her head and sighed as she looked out from the cabin window and saw Kim bent over with her bare as pushed up and out towards the all but drooling men.
Jodie was as far from Kim as it was possible to get, in looks, intelligence, and when she could be, distance. Jodie was the captain of her school basketball, track, and swimming teams, and was looking for a scholarship to college. She was a straight A student with a wide streak of cynicism.
Tall and slender, with short blonde hair, she'd seen the boys, and men now, hawking around her sister for years. None of them paid her the slightest attention when she was in Kim's company. Not that she was ugly, far from it, but she didn't have the nubile, voluptuous body and silly feminine giggle, and though she wasn't flat chested, she had nothing like her sister's ample cleavage.
She often despaired about even being related to Kim, for her sister was notorious, having been "had" by too many guys to even count, while her idiotic comments were legendary. Nevertheless, here she was, virtually ordered, as well as bribed, to keep her sister company for the next several days, or until the little idiot got bored and missed her shopping malls.
She was wearing cutoffs and a tank top, refusing to wear her own bathing suit and thus be compared to Kim. She worked on her checklist quickly, wanting to pull out of the marina before Kim drew too great a crowd. She looked across at the ogling men with disgust, her piercing eyes narrowing behind her aviator style, steel rimmed glasses.
The glasses were necessary because Jodie, though she had twenty-twenty vision, had a terrible case of astigmatism. That meant that everything she saw was off focus. The glasses focused things, and coincidentally, gave her an air of intelligence that she appreciated whenever she and Kim were together.
It wasn't until they were safely out of sight of shore that she changed into her own blue bikini, which was also a thong cut with tiny cups. Un-like Kim, she was fully aware of the affect a suit like that had on guys, and wore it only for sun bathing when there were no males around.
Some miles out to sea, she turned off the engine and raised the sails, then locked the wheel in place and set herself down on a towel on the foredeck, oiling herself up and lying back to bask in the sun. Kim soon joined her, casually removing both top and bottom to lie next to the younger blonde, naked.
Jodie eyed her with a frown, but knew it would be dumb to say anything. What was wrong with her sunbathing nude with nobody around but her sister? If she'd been less worried about somebody in a speedboat zipping past she'd have done the same herself.
She muttered to herself and closed her eyes. She almost fell asleep, until Kim nudged her.
"Jodie?" she whispered, nudge, nudge. "Jodie?" she said, slightly louder.
"What is it?" she sighed.
"There's a boat over there with smoke coming out of it. Should there be smoke coming out of a boat?"
Jodie opened one eye, then sat up and looked around. Sure enough, off to the west was a small smudge of smoke rising from an even smaller red colored slash on the water's blue surface.
"See?" Kim said.
"Yeah."
"Should we go and see if they're all right?" Jodie stared for a long moment. "I guess." she said at last.
She got up and made her way back to the cabin, then turned on the engine and freed the wheel, turning it over, changing the boat's course and pointing the bow towards the smoking red boat.
As they neared the boat she saw that it was bigger than she'd first thought, just low on the water. There was black smoke coming from the engine block in the back. Then her eyes shifted to Kim, who was sitting on the bow, staring at the boat, and still naked. She cursed to herself and leaned out the window.
"Kim!" she yelled. The brunette turned and eyed her curiously. "Put on your bathing suit!" she yelled again. Kim looked down at herself than laughed, grabbing her suit and pulling it on. Jodie ducked her head back inside and looked across at the boat again.
She opened the throttles a little more, speeding up. They moved closer to the boat and then slowed to a stop. There were two men on board and both jumped and began to swim towards them. Jodie cursed and looked at them worriedly.
She didn't want to pick up any passengers for whatever reason. She'd intended on just checking the thing out and then calling the Coast Guard, and was half tempted to pull away and leave the men in the water. She couldn't do that though, and there wasn't time to call the Coast Guard for a rescue if their boat was burning right now.
The men swam up to the port side as Kim tossed the net ladder overboard to them. The men climbed up it and disappeared from Jodie's sight. She decided to move further away from that boat in case it exploded, and pushed down on the throttles, moving forward.
Kim helped the first man aboard, ooohing and aahhing at him anxiously.
"Are you all right?" she asked. The man stood up, dripping water off his body. He was wearing only a black bikini swimsuit. His body was heavily muscled and Kim eyed it with interest, though he was way too old for her, and almost bald.
"Yeah. Thanks honey." the man replied, his eyes scanning her body carefully, especially when she turned and bent over to help the next man up.
"You all by yourself honey?" he asked.
"No. My little sister is here, too." she replied over her shoulder. The two men exchanged a glance, then the first man moved towards the cabin door as the second shook his long hair. Water cascaded around him, including on Kim who yelped and backed into the handrail on the other side of the boat.
"What's your name, baby?" he asked. "I'm Kimberley." she said, looking up brightly as he moved towards her.
"Thanks for picking us up, Kim."
"Kimberley." she said, sternly.
"You got a nice body, Kimberley." he said, standing less than a foot in front of her. She giggled. He slid his left hand up and into her thick brown hair, pulling it back slightly to raise her head. He bent forward and kissed her full on the lips as she stood there uncertainly.
"What was that for?" she asked, when he pulled back.
"Cause you're so pretty." he said, making her smile again. He bent forward and kissed her a second time, more passionately, his tongue pushing between her lips as his right hand slid up and cupped her barely covered left breast. He caressed the breast, then gave it a little squeeze.
She pulled back, until her behind hit the handrail, looking at him with an admonishing frown. "You shouldn't do that." She said. "My sister is here and anyway, I don't even know your name."
"It's Bob." he said, his arms sweeping around her and pulling her against him. He pulled her head forward as he kissed her again, his other hand sliding up and down her back, then sliding further downward to cup her full round ass cheeks.
Kim pushed weakly against his chest, not wanting to make him mad or hurt his feelings. He was younger than the other man but he really wasn't very good looking and she certainly didn't want to go out with him. He ignored her feeble efforts, his tongue sliding around inside her mouth as his hand kneaded her bared ass cheeks.
Then he unclipped her bra, letting her breasts free. She moved her hands to cover them, at first thinking her bra had come loose on its own. He grabbed her wrists though, pulling them apart, then behind her back. He easily held them together behind her with just one of his hands, then stroked and squeezed her naked titties with his free hand.
"You have to stop." she hissed. "Jodie will see and get mad." She didn't want to tell him she just didn't think he was very nice looking.
"Don't worry about Jodie." he breathed, lowering his head, and fastening his lips around her left nipple. He sucked slowly, then with more force, pulling more of the fresh young flesh into his mouth. His tongue started to work on the nipple, rasping back and forth across it as he suckled.
He ignored her, protests, whispered as they were, pulling her down to the deck. The forward deck was inn two levels, one about a foot or so higher than the other. The deck angled sharply upward to join the two and provide a backrest for people sitting there.
Bob pulled her down against the angled part, lying half over her as his hands continued to fondle her body. He slipped his right hand down her smooth belly to her crotch, squeezing it through the little patch of green nylon, then forcing his hand into the little bikini and down over her pussy mound.
She gasped, looking around as if someone might see. She grabbed his wrist, trying to pull it out and protesting softly. Instead of pulling out, Bob jerked hard on her hair, forcing her head back against the upper deck and making her cry out in pain.
He bent over her, his mouth crushing hers, his lips mashing from side to side against her as his hand squeezed and rubbed at her pussy. Her back was bowed across the angled deck and her breasts were pushed up and out. He bent and fastened his lips around one, sucking hard, very hard, as his hand continued to rub at her pussy.
Kim's hands were behind her head, holding both his wrist and a chunk of her hair that he had a hold of, trying to keep him from pulling it.
"You're hurting me." she whimpered. "Stop pulling my hair."
"Shut up, bitch." he snapped. He pulled her bikini bottom off, tossing it overboard as Kim watched in surprise, then he was on top of her, between her legs. His own bathing suit came down and she saw his prick, fully erect as it prodded at her thighs.
His weight forced her thighs apart and he brought his cockhead up against her cunt entrance, then began to push forward. Kim stared up at him fearfully, still holding her hair even though he'd let go of it. He slid his cock into her, prying open her tight cunt lips, and she gave a little moan, afraid of him and afraid of what Jodie would do if she saw.
* * *
Jodie kept her eyes on the boat as they passed and began to put some distance between them. She saw the smoke begin to thin, then disappear, and then saw figures appear on the deck of the little boat. She frowned in puzzled surprise, then saw the boat begin to move, to come after them.
"What the fuck." she said, glancing back, then forward, wishing she could see the two men who'd come on board. She pushed the throttles further forward, wary now, and reached for the radio.
"Hi there, honey."
She turned with a start, her hand on the microphone as a big, muscled man came through the open doorway.
"You won't need that, baby." he said, his face covered in a cruel sneer. He took the microphone out of her hand, then ripped it free from the radio, shoving her against the cabin wall.
He throttled back to a halt, then turned to her again.
"I always loved blondes." he leered, moving against her. She brought her knee up but he dodged it and it hit him on the leg instead of the crotch. She swung a roundhouse right, catching him on the side of the head. He stumbled back, cursing furiously as she ran past him and down the stairs. Her mind whirled, franticly trying to think of some weapon below that she could use on him. His footsteps pounded after her as she ran through the narrow passage towards the bow.
Then his hand grabbed her by the hair and jerked her to a halt. She screamed as her hair was pulled savagely back, and swung around, catching him in the belly with her small fist. He grunted and fell back against the opposite wall, letting go of her hair.
She stumbled forward, running into the master bedroom and trying to close and lock the door behind her. He hit the door with his shoulder before it caught, slamming it forward. Jodie was hurled through the air to fall against a dresser.
He ran in, cursing angrily. She swung at him again but he blocked it and drove his big right fist right into her belly. She let out a woof as the air was knocked out of her. She doubled over, nausea threatening. He grabbed her hair, jerking her upright and brought his fist into her belly a second time, knocking her back against the wall.
She staggered back, her head hitting the wall with enough force to daze her. Her legs slipped apart as she grabbed the dresser to steady herself. Then the man brought his knee smashing up into her crotch, crushing her pubic mound. Her eyes bulged as the pain tore through her and she fell to the deck.
"Fucking whore!" he snarled. He grabbed her hair again, forcing her to her feet. He was much taller than her and pulled her hair straight up as she weakly grabbed at his wrist with both hands and crept up on her toes. Again he brought his right fist into her belly, then whirled her around and slammed her face into the wall.
He grabbed her hips, holding her up when she would have sagged to the floor. His right hand slid between her thighs, cupping her groin, squeezing as hard as he could as she cried out with pain and writhed against the wall. He gripped her hair with his other hand, pulling her back, then slamming her into the wall again.
He pulled her back again, then turned her and ran her forward into a table that took her right in the belly. She collapsed forward, her upper body dropping heavily onto the top of the table. He let go of her hair and crotch, grabbing her bikini and ripping it down and off".
Her arms went under her, squeezing her aching belly and chest as she gasped for breath and fought down vomit. He pulled on her thighs, spreading them, then brought his knee smashing up into her pubic mound again, hammering it with enough force to lift her belly off the table and her feet off the floor.
She fell back heavily, groaning sickly. Again he brought his knee slamming up into her pussy, making her lower body bounce into the air and drop back. He laughed cruelly, his hand slapping down on her pussy mound and cupping it as he squeezed tightly.
"I'll show you not to fight me, bitch." he snarled, pinching her pussy lips, then thrusting a hard ringer between them, forcing it up into her tight pink tunnel.
"OOhhhhh Goooodddd!" she sobbed, her breath ragged with pain.
She grit her teeth as she felt his finger jamming into her cunt, knowing she could not fight him, and that she was about to be raped. She spared a thought for Kim somewhere above, and wondered what had become of her, then her entire attention was focused on her own plight as the finger pulled out of her cunny and something considerably bigger pushed against her pussy lips.
"A fuckin' cherry." he sniggered, pushing his cockhead against her cunt opening, slowly forcing it in, pushing the cunt lips back and apart as she moaned and whimpered in pain, fear, and humiliation.
Jodie was a virgin, and her cunt box was tight and closed.
The man behind her made no allowances for that, pushing forward as hard as he could, holding his cock firmly in his fist, all ten inches of it. He gazed down at the smooth rounded ass cheeks of the slim young blonde and smirked in satisfaction as he heard her whining and saw and felt his cock sinking into her.
His name was Conners, though he'd had dozens of others. He was wanted in a dozen countries, for piracy, rape, murder, armed robbery, arson, kidnapping, smuggling, drug smuggling, and almost anything else you could imagine.
He liked breaking laws, liked doing his own thing, and hated anyone who tried to deny him his will. That meant he especially hated cops. He liked to throw his weight around and bully people and had been doing it since he was a kid.
He enjoyed hurting people, loved to break them, make them scream. They called him a psycho, but he preferred to think of himself as a true, macho man.
Of all the crimes he committed, none was more pleasurable than raping snotty, snobby little bitches, especially the college girls who thought they were so high and mighty. He'd raped the first girl he'd ever dated, back when he was thirteen, and had been doing it ever since.
He'd done women cops, women lawyers, snotty uptight housewives, college girls, high school girls, and even grade school girls. He didn't care whether they were nuns or sluts, didn't care how old or young, just so long as they had a hole to shove his cock.
"Stinking whore!" he snarled, as his cock pushed hard against her obstructing cunt. She was dry and her his prick was making slow progress against her tight virgin fuck hole. He pulled back and looked around, finding a bottle of cold cream on the night table.
He opened it and smeared a wad over his cock, then thrust it back into her. She groaned and began to cry, which made him smile in satisfaction. He thrust harder, jamming his cock into her, punching it in and out at different angles as he tried to work her fuck tunnel open.
He brought his hand smacking down against the back of her head as she tried to rise, knocking her glasses off, then grabbed her hair tightly, smashing her face down against the table top.
"Cunt!" he snapped. He ground his cock into her, pushing it up to her hymen. He carefully worked her cunt open to that point, twisting and grinding his meat inside her, pushing it from side to side and up and down.
When he had her hole fairly loose right up to her hymen, he started pumping in short, fast strokes, always careful just to barely hit the hymen before pulling back.
Then, holding her hips firmly, he pulled back, then thrust forward as hard as he could. He thought for a second his cock would bend as it slammed into her hymen, then it punched through, ripping her open. She screamed in pain as his cock drove deep into her belly, and he gave a shout of triumph.
"Pop goes the cheeeerrryyyyy!" he laughed, forcing his cock even deeper, mashing his cockhead against her cervix and grinding himself into the sobbing young blonde.
"Open for business now, ain't you, slut?" he sneered, slapping his hands down on her ass cheeks and kneading the soft flesh with hard, callused fingers. He grabbed her arms, pulling them out from under her, forcing her hands up above her head, slamming them down against the table.
His hands slid under her, hugging her tightly as he ground his cock into her torn cunt tunnel. His hands slid onto her breasts, squeezing tight, his fingers digging into the tender flesh, mashing it, twisting it. he pulled up on it, forcing her body up and back as his loins pumped into her.
He twisted her tits hard, exulting in each yelp, scream or cry of pain. He forced her upward, so she was standing, legs wide, body arched as he pulled her against him. His cock began to slide back and forth inside her with longer strokes as he snickered and his eyes gleamed in satisfaction.
His face nuzzled at the side of her throat, and he began sucking and biting, each bite a cruel, hard pinch that made her cry in pain. His hands were mauling her breasts as he began to pound his cock into her, hips slamming into her round ass cheeks as he drove his cock in and out of her cunt tunnel.
"Hot little slut!" he hissed. "Bet you like it, don't you? Don't you? Dirty little cunt! Bet you give it away all the time!" he hammered his body into her, shoving her back down onto the table and grabbing her thighs, jerking them further apart.
He held her hips as he pounded into her, his strokes brutally hard and deep, his cock pistoning inside her, using the full length of his thick, long shaft to rip open her virginal fuck tube.
Then he grunted in pleasure as his cock exploded and a wave of hot jism spewed down into the blonde girl's belly.
Two
Bob's hands squeezed and mashed Kim's soft round ass cheeks as he hauled her up to meet his furious driving thrusts. His mouth was bruising her lips as he mashed it from side to side, his breath heaving, his tongue slurping inside her oral cavity.
Kim groaned, half in pain, half in anxious fear, her body aching in many places from his rough handling. Her back hurt as Bob continued to press his body down on her and crush her back over the higher level of the deck.
She was used to careless lovers but had never had anyone quite like this. Bob was savage in his raw, bestial sexual attack, his torso smashing down repeatedly on her softly tanned body. His fingers pinched and scratched at her ass cheeks now, which was something of a relief since they were no longer tearing at her tit meat.
Bob had paid plenty of attention to her meaty orbs, especially as they stuck out like they did with her bent back like she was. His hands initially had coasted over the round melons, caressing them almost in awe, but as his excitement had mounted his fingers had become rougher, squeezing tighter, mashing the sensitive flesh and pinching and twisting her nipples.
And to make matters worse, Bob was taking a lot longer than almost any of her previous lovers, most of which had cum inside her within the first couple of minutes.
"Whatcha got there, Bob?" a male voice snickered.
Kim squeaked in alarm as she saw several dirty, disheveled looking men appear behind Bob. Bob continued to fuck into her as though nothing had happened but Kim struggled anew, for the first time, actually trying to stop Bob.
Her skin flushed deep red in embarrassment as the grinning men looked on. Her eyes got wide and her lower lip started to tremble. She tried to roll out from under Bob and escape but he was having none of it. He held her firmly in place, ignoring her frantic writhing as he continued to pound his meat down her fuck tunnel.
Then he let out a groan and Kim felt the gushing release of his salty white fluids deep inside her abdomen.
"FUCK! FUCK! I'm a cummin'! I'm gonna juice in you!" he wailed. His cock battered cruelly at her cervix as he rammed himself into her with furious energy, then Kim whimpered in humiliation as Bob growled and groaned and cursed in bliss.
He stopped pumping and lay over her for long seconds, but his impatient friends pulled him off. Kim squealed and tried to cover her pussy and titties with her hands and arms but the men just laughed. One knelt by her head on the higher level, grabbing her hands and holding them up above her head, while a couple of other guys pulled her ankles well apart.
The three, and three more besides, gazed down at the naked girl's lush body and licked their lips in anticipation.
"I'm first." One said, his voice cold and hard. He dropped his pants and knelt between Kim's splayed thighs, holding his boner in his hand.
"NO! No! Please! Don't! I don't want to!" Kim whined, pulling at the hands holding her.
"She don't want tooooo!" one guy whined, and the others laughed.
The man pushed his cock against her pink slit, then grunted and thrust forward, driving his prong deep into her gash. She groaned and began to weep as the man settled atop her and began to grind his cock in and out of her cunt slit.
The man above her knelt on her hands and undid his pants, then pulled his cock out. Kim looked up to see his balls and ass-hole as he pushed his cock towards her lips. She struggled, twisting her head from side to side but he grabbed her thick hair and held her firmly in place, then slid a hand around her throat.
"Suck it, you slut, or I'll rip yer' fuckin' throat out!" he hissed. Kim whimpered in fear and let her lips open, then gurgled as he pushed his cock through them and bashed the head against the entrance to her throat. He began pumping his cock in her face as though it were a cunt, his left hand holding her hair, his right sliding over her right tit orb.
Her thighs ached, the tendons straining as the men held her legs far, far apart. She was mortified at being naked like this with all these strange men, and miserable at being so cruelly treated. The man fucking her cunt box dug his hands into her ass cheeks like Bob had done and hauled her upward to meet his fuck strokes.
Soon, her ass cheeks were bouncing up and down on the deck as the guy started to really pound it into her. The others watched and shouted their approval, laughing as the man smashed his loins down into the captive girl's soft crotch.
"Give it to her, Jack!"
"Fuck the little bitch!"
"She's gonna remember you, boy!"
"Suck those titties!"
"Screw the whore!"
"Ram it to her, Jack, boy!"
"Stick her! Stick her!"
The men snickered and laughed and shouted, their eyes gleaming as they watched the nubile teenager getting skewered. Every one of her groans and whimpers brought a howl of approval from the watchers. Jack played to his audience, gladly, fucking even harder, ramming his pelvis into Kim's body, making her shake and jerk with the furious impact.
Kim's ass slapped on the deck as her lower body bounced up and down. Her spine ached as she was rocked against the corner of the higher deck. Her arms were pinned tightly and her head held in place as the man above fucked his prick down into her.
Her tits bounced and wobbled and shook as her body was pummelled, and her eyes bulged wide as she stared up into the crotch of the man squatting above her. Her whimpers and whines came out muffled and soft around the cock in her mouth.
"Oh fuck! I'm gonna juice! I'm gonna pump her full! Get read! Here it comes, baby! Ahhhh! Ahhhhhh! Take it! Take my load, slut! Yeah! Uhhhhggghh!" Jack growled as he pumped a hot load of semen down into Kim's belly. He let out a mighty sigh and slowly eased back, pulling his shining wet cock from her drooling cunt opening.
"Hot and tight!" he said.
"I'm next, but I ain't takin' no sloppy thirds."
Another man growled. He knelt between her thighs, then grabbed her legs from the men holding them and abruptly flipped her over onto her belly. The man above her pulled his cock out of her mouth briefly as they repositioned the hapless girl.
They pulled her chest and belly up over the edge of the higher level, leaving her ass over the edge. The hard bitten men licked their lips and shook their heads at the sight of her luscious round buttocks, envying the man between her legs.
Her ankles were pulled wide again and her sobs were quenched as the man above her pushed his cock into her mouth again. The man behind her pushed his cock into her gash and thrust hard, burying it in a single stroke and bringing a squeal of pain from the nubile female.
He pumped several times, then pulled out and re-centered his cock against her tiny crinkled anus. His cockhead made contact and he began to apply pressure as the others watched in anticipation.
"What an ass!" someone sighed.
"Won't be so purty after ol' Walt's done wit' er'. "
All Kim could do was moan around the cock pumping in her mouth. She could feel the cock pressing against her ass-hole and struggled furiously, but her struggles were utterly useless. She was horrified at the idea that the man would put his thing in her ass. She'd never done that before, had been astonished and repulsed by the very idea on the few occasions when boys had suggested it.
Now she could feel the man's cock pushing into her, forcing her ass-hole open and slowly sinking deeper in her rectum. The pain mounted with the pressure. The deeper he forced his organ the sharper the pain as her lower body began to tremble and shake.
Walt pulled back, then thrust forward, and began to pump his dick in short arcs, working her anus open as the girl sobbed and whimpered and writhed beneath him.
He pulled back, then rammed his pelvis forward, spearing the girl, impaling her, smashing his cock-knob deep into her belly. The men cheered as his cock sliced into her all the way to the balls.
* * *
Jodie's breath was hoarse and ragged as she knelt on the floor. Conners had slid his belt around her throat and was holding it tightly, like a leash, pulling up to force her back straight as she knelt before him. He tugged harder, half strangling her. He laughed at her red face.
Jodie whimpered in fear and pain. Her vision was completely blurred without her glasses and she could barely see anything around her.
"Ain't so snotty now, eh, cunt!" he sneered. Her hands were tied tightly behind her back as he stood before her, alternately jerking off and rubbing his cock against her face. The softness of her cheeks excited his prick skin as he stroked it back and forth.
Every now and then he paused over her lips and pushed his cock into her mouth, slapping her on the side of the head until she began sucking. After a few seconds he would pull out again and resume rubbing the cock over her face, in no hurry to cum again.
"How you wanna' die, bitch? Want me to slice yer' belly open and pull yer' guts out? That's how the fuckin' Colombians do it. Maybe I should cut yer tits off, huh, an' toss ya' overboard fer the sharks?" He snickered as he pushed his cock into her mouth again, relishing the torment of the blonde girl.
He pulled his cock out of her mouth again, then pulled her to her feet, lifting the belt high into the air so she had to stand on her toes to avoid being strangled. Her face was still red, only a small amount of air able to pass through her tightly constricted throat.
Conners chuckled evilly as he shoved the blonde up against the corner of the cabin. He bent and seized her left nipple in his teeth, then bit down as hard as he could. Jodie screamed in pain, breaking into tears as Conners yanked at her nipple, pulling back, stretching her flesh and threatening to tear the little bud off her tit.
But he let go, fastening his teeth against the side of her throat and again biting down hard. He grabbed her left leg, pulling it up and apart, using his powerful muscular body to raise the leg high into the air and shove it back against the wall at her side.
He forced her leg upward, almost vertically against the wall a the girl cried in pain, then pushed his cock against her cunt slit and forced it inside. He sneered into her face as he held her right leg high, banging her foot against the wall beside her head.
His body humped in and out as he pumped his cock into her cunt sheath. He loved the tightness of her pink cunt box, but more than that, he loved dominating and abusing the girl, for Conners hated women, and always had.
There was nothing so enjoyable to him as grinding a pretty girl into the dirt, showing her what a cheap piece of meat she was. He laughed at Jodie's sobs, spitting in her face as he thrust into her again and again, his cock slashing back and forth between her little cunt lips.
"Cunt meat!" he sneered. "Think yer' too good fer' ol' Buck? I'll show you what yer' good fer', whore!" He slammed his hips into her. "SLUT!" he cursed, pounding into her again. "WHORE!"
"Don't break er' before we's had a chance at er' Buck." Two men came into the room, one a tall black man, the other short and swarthy.
"There's plenty for everyone. I'm just breakin' the little tart in." Conners grunted.
His prick continued to churn as he pumped it into her. The two men watching licked their lips and waited, eyeing the lithe young blonde as she moaned and whined and grunted in pain, happy to have beat the line-up for the cunt up top.
Then Conners jammed his cock into the girl's slit and sprayed out his juice, cackling with glee as he felt it spurt and spurt.
"Feel it, slut? Feel my cum? It's a gusher! Bubblin' up into yer' cunt box! I bet I done fucked a baby into yer' belly!" He pulled his cock out then, letting go of her leg. It dropped heavily and she fell with it, almost falling on her face, but held by Conners's tight grip on the belt around her throat.
He hauled her back to her feet and slammed her back against the dresser, jerking on the belt to pull her head way back over the top and force her chest out.
"She's all yers fer' now, boys. Fuck her hard and long!" he sneered. "I ain't even broke in her ass-hole, yet. I bet it's tight and warm."
"Put the slut on the bed." The swarthy man told the other.
"Heads or tails." The black man replied.
"I'll take heads. I wanna throat fuck the bitch. She looks like one o' them snotty whores an' I bet she's never took a cock down her throat afore now."
One of them untied her hands, then they pushed her onto the bed, forcing her onto all fours in the middle as a man knelt on each end. The belt had loosened up after Conners had let go and neither of the men with her seemed to care much.
The swarthy man gripped her hair as he pushed his cock into her mouth. The other man held her hips, then thrust his cock against her cunt opening. She sucked on the prick in her mouth, hoping these men wouldn't hurt her like Conners had.
The man behind her pushed his cockhead harder against her cunt lips and she groaned inwardly as she felt how thick it was. Her cunt, already ripped open, tore further as the big black cock worked its way into her. Jodie wept again, tears streaming down her cheeks as she sucked the cock in her mouth.
The man pulled on her hair, forcing her head up and back, then he started pumping into her. Every third or fourth stroke he slammed it forward and mashed the cockhead against the entrance of her throat, making her gag and cough.
Her cunt lips were pulled incredibly wide as the big hard black prick slowly worked into her. Her fuck tunnel was bloated out around the invading tube of male meat as the man pushed deeper and deeper. Even when the cockhead pushed against her cervix and her entire fuck tube was bulging with cock, he continued to press, trying to work it even deeper.
Her cunt felt incredibly distended and ached from the stretching. She'd never imagined anything so huge would fit inside her belly. She couldn't imagine how it had done so without killing her. It was so far up inside her that it felt like it was nudging against her stomach.
But her attention was pulled away from that as the swarthy man rammed his hips forward, this time pushing his cock so hard against the back of her mouth that it popped into her throat. She gave a muffled cry of shock and pain, but could do nothing to halt the cock as it slid further into her throat.
"Swallow it, bitch! Swallow my meat!" the man groaned, feeding her more and more prick meat. He didn't stop until his balls rested against her jaw. Then he held her head still as he enjoyed the feel of her incredibly tight throat around his prong.
"She's swallowed it all." He sighed.
"She's gonna do the same ta' mine, man." the black man grumbled. He was lurching against her, smashing and hammering his cockhead against the bottom of her cunt box, intent on forcing the last inch of meat into her slender body.
The swarthy man slid his cock back up her throat tube, then forced it back down again, fucking her throat with long, slow strokes, sighing in pleasure as he held her head and humped into her face.
"Nothin' like a good face fuck." he sighed.
"I like cunts, myself." the other man grunted as he hammered his cock into the blonde's cunt pipe again. He drew back and slammed his heavy hips forward, crashing into her round buttocks and stabbing the last bit of cock into her tight, sucking, cunt hole.
The black man's hands almost completely encircled her slender belly as he began to pump into her. His strokes built up in speed and length until the whole bed was bouncing as his body pounded into her.
* * *
Kim sobbed, the pain terrible as the man atop her plunged his cock deep into her ass-hole. Her guts cramped and twisted as his cockhead slammed up into them. Her anus, numb and aching, was beginning to adjust to his hard, hammering thrust, but her guts ached and shot bolts of pain into her every time he buried his long cock in her butt hole.
His cockhead reached too high into her body, crammed and mashed and punched against some part of her inner body that was not supposed to be touched. She could almost ignore the cock fucking her face because of the pain of the big one up her tail.
Almost ... if the man fucking her face didn't keep pulling her hair and slapping her face whenever her efforts slowed. She felt her mouth fill with liquid and swallowed quickly, trying to get the oily stuff down her throat so she could breath again.
The men who had gotten their fuck were looting the yacht, hauling the valuables up to the deck and then tossing them across to their own boat. Kim hardly noticed that at all though. As soon as the guy in her mouth finished cumming and pulled out, another took his place.
They twisted her onto her side, men crowding around the whimpering girl. She felt a hard pressure at her cunt entrance, even as the cock in her ass-hole began to pump faster and faster. Her fuck entrance parted and admitted the new prick, which easily slid up her cunt to the hilt.
Her entire belly ached and groaned as the two cocks pounded into her. All three men fucking her were rough and uncaring, hammering their cocks into her soft body without any care about her pain.
She got another slap in the head and sucked harder on the cock in her mouth.
* * *
The swarthy man was gone and Jodie was alone with the big black man. She had collapsed onto her face on the bed, her shoulders rocking as the big man continued to pump his tool into her torn hole. His hands clutched her hips, now and then sliding up and down her body, caressing, kneading the soft young flesh.
Her ass was pushed out as he pumped into her, his hips making a slapping noise each time he ran his fuck rod into her belly. Her eyes were open and dull, her mind numbed as the man pumped into her. He seemed hardly aware she was in the room as he muttered and grunted to himself, whispering and hissing in pleasure. None of the comments were addressed, to her and she mostly ignored them.
She felt she had already experienced the worst she could and no longer cared much about anything. She wanted the man to finish his cruel rape and then leave. Then maybe she and Kim could comfort each other and set sale for home and safety.
She had no doubt her sister had already been raped, and was probably being raped right now. all she hoped for now was that these awful men would satisfy their lusts, steal what there was and then leave quickly without causing them any more pain.
If she could have heard the conversation on the stern deck, she would have been far more frightened than she now was. Conners was talking to Walt as the last of the gear was stowed aboard their own boat.
"This fuckin' boat's worth a fortune." Buck said.
"Yeah, sure is." Walt agreed. "Think you kin get it down south, okay? We kin' sell it there or mebbe run some coke back up with it."
"A little paint job and she'll be fine for coke, or anythin' else." Buck said. He hawked and spat on the deck as he looked around.
"Okay. Soon as the boys is finished doin' these chicks, we'll cut their throats and cast off."
"Uhh, say, chief, how bout I keep em alive fer a few days anyway? Gonna be a long ride and me an' Bob could use a little entertainment."
"You nuts? You get caught with them whores, you're in deep shit."
"We ain't gonna get caught. This fuckin boat even has radar. We see anythin' comin' fer us, I'll toss them overboard."
"They won't sink fast enough if it's the Coast Guard."
"Awww, shit, cap. All you gotta do is cut their bellies open an they sink like stones. Don't worry. I done this afore. Member that little college bitch out a' Diego?"
"Yeah, I remember. It took us a fuckin' week to clean the blood out a' the bilge, ya dumb fuck! Know what woulda happened if the Coasties found all that on my boat?"
"I'll be careful cap. I'll cut em' open when theys' leanin' over the sides."
"Well, all right. Have yer fun. But when you get down to ol' Mex, I spect you an' Bob ta be alone."
"Course, ya think I'm nuts? I kept a load a chain on board too. Once I cut em open the chain'll send em' straight to the bottom."
"Jus' see that you do. I ain't takin' no chances like that Morgan ass-hole."
Conners nodded. Morgan had been one of his pals, who'd had his own boat. A year back he'd takin over another yacht out of San Francisco. There were a dozen people aboard, mostly high school kids on a cruise. He'd killed the boys and men, then he and his crew had set to raping the girls. Instead of killing them though, he'd sailed down to Mexico and sold them to a bordello.
He'd gotten a pretty penny for them, but last month one had gotten away somehow. Buck would have bet none of them would have lived for a whole year in one of those hellholes. He'd been to them before and knew the girls got fucked just about twenty four hours a day. Anyhow, that one had survived and now Morgan was in federal prison.
Buck wasn't gonna take any chance like that.
He was already looking forward to killing them. He kept running over different methods in his mind, trying to think up one he'd never done before, one that would be long and agonizing and let him see the cunt's face when she died.
* * *
Kim was sprawled on the deck. The man fucking her mouth had cum and nobody had replaced him. Most of the men who'd been watching had gone now, leaving only the one man laying on top of her, slowly grinding his cock in her ass-hole.
He was an old skinny man and took a lot of pleasure in her soft young flesh. Her ass-hole was numb to pain by now and easily accommodated his big cock. Finally his semen squirted up into her gut and he gave a grunt of satisfaction, pulling his body up and off her.
He pulled up his pants, then rolled the dazed girl onto her back, pulling his sharp knife from its sheath. He smiled down at her, then placed the tip of the knife against her chest, just under her left tit, intent on a quick kill with as little blood to clean up as possible.
He was just about to plunge the knife into her when someone kicked him in the side of the head and sent him sprawling across the deck.
"You dumb old fucker"! " Conners snarled. "I don't want her dead yet! I still ain't had a piece of her."
"Shit." the old man snarled, shaking his head.
"It's fucking time ta' go, Buck!"
"I'm taking her with us a ways. Gonna have a few rides on the way south."
"Well, ya' coulda told me." The old man complained.
"I'm telling you now."
He hurried down into the cabins just as Nigger Jim was getting into high gear on the blonde. The blonde girl's ass was being pummeled by Jim's furious thrusts as the big man's cum came over him. He hammered his body into her, smashing her down into the bed as he poured cum down her slit chute.
He pulled out with a grunt and turned to look at Buck.
"Time to go, Jim. I'll take care o' the bitch."
"Okay, Buck." Jim said, rising and doing up his pants.
"Shame we can't take her with us."
"You know Cap won't let no whores on the boat after last time." Buck said. "So I get to take em' south with me."
"Was yer' fuckin' fault last time, you ass-hole! Why should you get both bitches now?"
"Go complain to cap, you don't like it."
"I gonna fuckin' do that."
He stomped out, leaving Buck with the blonde. Jodie lay on her belly, whimpering, only half conscious. Buck glared at her, then smiled cruelly, imagining the fun he was going to have in the next few days.
Three
The two boats pulled away from each other, one going east, the other south. Kim looked up from where she lay on the deck, watching the other boat pull away and wondering why Bob was still standing there by the rail. Why hadn't he gone with them and left her alone?
Bob moved away from her, going back to the cabin. She lay there for long minutes, then slowly sat up, groaning with pain as she felt the scrapes and scratches in her flesh and rubbed at the bruised parts of her tender anatomy.
Her cunt ached and her ass really stung from the reaming out she'd gotten. Her fat titties didn't feel very good either. Too many fingers had pulled and twisted them. She blinked and then sniffed, crawling over where her bikini bottom lay on the deck.
She reached for it but then felt her hair pulled. She yelped in pain as she was pulled up to her feet, then turned around to face a sneering man. He was the first man who'd come aboard, she remembered, but she didn't know his name.
"Hey there baby." he said. "Whatcha doing?"
"I want to get my bathing suit." she whined. He snickered, then kicked the small piece of fabric over the side. "You don't need no clothes, baby. The only thing you're gonna be doing is fucking and sucking cock an' you don't need no clothes for that.
He took her hand and pulled her down the rail to the stern, where the thickly padded benches were. He gave a sigh and dropped onto the bench, sitting back as he looked up at the nervous girl standing in front of him.
"You sure got nice tits." he said. "Turn around."
"Wha ... what?" She squeaked.
"Turn around. I wanna' see your ass."
Her eyes flicked nervously around, then she tentatively turned so her behind was to him. Her flesh colored as she felt his eyes on her buns, then she gave a little squeak as his hand squeezed her ass cheeks, then slid beneath and between them to cup her pussy.
"Nice. Real nice." he said. "Turn around again." She turned around quickly and his hand came out from between her thighs. He sat back and looked at her, his eyes moving up and down her body.
"Real, fucking nice. You got a body built for fucking? You know that, cunt?"
"N ... no." she gulped.
"You calling me a liar!" he snapped.
"No!" she whimpered. He grabbed her wrist and yanked her down to her knees as he leaned forward. His hands slid up under her breasts, first cupping them, then squeezing.
"Nice fuckin' tits. You are one hot assed little slut. This is gonna be a nice trip."
"Where's my sister?" she asked, timidly.
"Who? The blonde bitch?" he laughed. "She's still downstairs, resting up." Bob laughed and Kim turned to look at him, then looked back at the other man.
"Is ... is she all right?" she asked, her voice quivering.
"Sure she's all right. She's real happy. She just got fucked real hard an' she's recuperatin'. "
"You shouldn't have done that." she said. "You're mean." He laughed uproariously, then his left hand suddenly shot out and grabbed her by the throat. His right gripped her thick hair and he twisted her head as he pulled her forward.
"You stupid fucking whore!" he snarled. "I do whatever I fuckin' want to. You got that?" he shook her violently, squeezing his hand tightly around her throat. Her hands pulled feebly at his wrists and he pulled his hand away onto to slap her across the face.
"I think you'll be a good girl, won't you?" he hissed.
"Ye ... yes. YES!" she gasped.
"Good. Then you can start by sucking me off." He bunched up her hair at the side of her head and folded his fist around it, then he unzipped his pants, pulled out his semi-hard cock and pushed it against her lips. She opened them, reluctantly, whimpering a little as he pushed it into her mouth.
"You do a good job on it, baby." He sneered.
She bobbed her head up and down his cock shaft, sucking the half soft meat into her mouth and munching on it, sliding her tongue all around the head, and rasping it up and down the underside.
She folded her small hands around the base of his prong, squeezing it, forcing the end hard so she could bob her head more freely and work her lips over it. He watched her through narrow eyes, glaring, almost waiting for her to show some resistance.
Kim didn't dare resist. She worked hard on his prick, wanting to make him happy so he wouldn't hurt her. She ran her tongue around and around the head, then pushed it into the pee hole. Her hands rubbed his balls and she gulped down almost half his now hard cock, bobbing her head up and down faster as she sucked on it.
He pawed and kneaded her titties as he held her in place there, now and then tugging on her hair just to make her wince. He sneered at her, watching with satisfaction as she submissively sucked on his boner. Abruptly, he pulled her head back.
"Get up here on the bench, slut." he ordered, pulling her up and laying her down on the bench, her head propped against the corner. He moved over her, straddling her lower chest, his hands scooping up thick blobs of tit meat and mashing it together.
He pushed his wet boner between her meaty tit orbs, then crushed them down against it, slowly working his cock back and forth between them. He grunted in pleasure as her tit flesh slid over his cockskin, and quickened his strokes.
Her head was propped forward, her chin on her chest. He thrust high, pushing his cockhead against her face.
"Suck it, you stupid little twat!" he growled, thrusting again. Kim opened her mouth and let him fuck his cockhead into it as it popped through her tit meat. He pulled back, sliding his cock back down between her titties again. She winced and moaned as his fingers mashed her sensitive melons, afraid to protest.
He began to hump faster, his cock pumping steadily between her fat gelatinous teats, the head repeatedly thrusting past her lips, stabbing into her mouth.
* * *
Jodie found her glasses and put them on again, then pulled on a tank top and a pair of shorts, groaning as dizziness almost sent her to the floor. Her crotch ached, and her belly felt like she'd had the heaves all day. She staggered down the narrow passageway and then up the short stairwell to the deck.
What she saw when she emerged, gave her a stunning shock of fear and hate. She'd though they were gone, but obviously not. There was Kim, her body sprawled on the bench, naked, legs splayed apart. A man straddled her chest, his ass pumping in and out.
A red mist of rage covered Jodie's vision. She picked up a nearby fire extinguisher and rushed forward, swinging it down. The man hear her, turning at the last second. She recognized the man who had attacked her and swung even harder, bringing the extinguisher down towards his head.
He ducked throwing his arm up. The arm only partially deflected the blow and the fire extinguisher glanced off the side of his head, throwing him against the back of the bench. She raised it to bring it down again as he shook his head, temporarily stunned.
But she was grabbed from behind, the extinguisher torn from her grip. She struggled furiously, as a man held her arms pinned to her sides. She couldn't even see him, much less fight, and she was getting dizzy again, not at all fully recovered from the beating the other man had given her below, and the three rapes she'd undergone.
The man pulled her arms behind her and held them tightly together as the man on the bench cleared his head and then stared at her with a terrible, angry glare.
"You ... little ... fucking ... WHORE!" He screamed the last word.
He lunged forward, bring his fist against her jaw. Her head rolled aside and stars blasted into her skull. The man behind her held her by the hair, forcing her head back as the man in front stood up to his full height, murder in his eyes.
Both his hands slipped into the front of her tank top and he ripped it apart, shredding the thin material and leaving her naked to the waist. He grabbed her shorts and tore them off as well, so she was nude.
"I'm gonna teach you, you fucking little cunt!" He raged. He slammed his fist into her belly, making her grunt, throwing her back against the man holding her.
"Stop that!" Kim screamed, jumping up onto his back, he threw her off into the corner and she hit her head, dazed.
"I'll take care of you later, you fucking cow!" he snarled. He grabbed Jodie by the hair and started forward, jerking her along with him as the other man relinquished his grip. Jodie was still dazed from the blow to her jaw and offered little resistance as Conners hauled her forward and slammed her against the mast.
He pulled loose one of the ropes holding the sails up, then wrapped it around Jodie's wrists, binding them tightly together. With the rope completely freed from the lower pulley now, he let it out and the heavy sails began to lower, pulling hard on Jodie's wrists, hauling her hands straight up in the air, then actually lifting her feet off the deck.
Conners tied the rope to the lower pulley again, leaving the young blonde hanging from her wrists just a few inches above the deck. His lips pulled back into what was more of a snarl than a smile, and his eyes curved wickedly. Then he raised his hand and cupped the blonde's pubic mound, squeezing hard.
"You'll learn to obey, bitch." he sneered.
He was wearing a heavy leather belt and he pulled it loose, then folded his hands around the buckle, wrapping the belt around his knuckles once or twice as well. He grinned evilly, then drew his arm back and whipped the belt forward. The heavy leather hissed through the air then cracked down against Jodie's slender back.
Jodie screamed as pain ripped into her body. The force of the blow sent her jerking forward, pulling at her wrists. Fire exploded against her back, a fierce, burning ache that only slowly diminished. She whimpered, despite herself, her breath ragged..
Then Conners brought the belt lashing down across her shoulders, once again sending pain stabbing into her body. She screamed, unable to repress the vocal evidence of her torment and pain. The force of the blow jerked her forward again, the sudden shock of its coming blasting the air out of her lungs.
Again Conners slashed the belt across her shoulders, then again, then again. Each blow was a blasting shock of terrible heat and pain, pain that lingered on, only subdued briefly by the force of the next blow.
Her back was soon covered in cruel red welts as the belt continued to lash across her slim white back. Conners reveled in her screams, her jerking, shuddering body. His cock was rock hard as he brought the belt down on her with relish and glee.
He folded the belt in two then, doubling its weight. Her ass cheeks stuck out so nicely, so round, so smooth and firm looking. He brought the doubled belt back and then with all his force, whipped the belt down onto her ass.
Again he was rewarded as the blonde screamed, rewarded also by the feel of the heavy leather smashing against the lovely white ass flesh, and by the sight of the blonde's pelvis slamming hard into the mast, and the red angry line remaining behind when the belt dropped away.
He slashed the belt across her ass cheeks again, angling it downward. Her soft buttocks were crushed and mashed, bouncing and shaking as the belt impacted against them. A second cruel line formed, crossing the first. Conners giggled in delight. His arm lashed forward again and again, the belt whipping steadily against Jodie's back, ass, and thighs.
Jodie's cries were growing weaker as her entire back became a burning, numbed sore, the pain so constant the new agony was hardly felt. Buck snarled, tossing down his belt, then he moved forward, standing right up against the naked girl's back, pressing his groin into her wounded ass cheeks.
"You like that, you little cunt hole? I bet that'll teach you to rnind your manners." he sneered. He grabbed a chunk of her hair and jerked her head back, bringing a moan and whimper from the tormented girl. His other hand moved up and down her back, sliding heavily over the discolored skin, somewhat annoyed that it felt the same, that he had not broken or cut the soft flesh.
His hand moved to his crotch, and popped the catch of his jeans, then pulled down the zipper. His lips moved against the side of her throat, his teeth nipping as his hand pulled his hard erection free from the confines of his pants.
"You're gonna learn to love this, whore. By the time I'm through, you'll be beggin' for it." he breathed into her ear. He pushed the head of his cock against her tiny crinkled anus, holding it firmly in his fist as he applied more and more pressure to the little anal opening.
Jodie groaned, her feet kicking feebly as she felt the pain mounting in her ass-hole. Conners's prong was slowly forcing her sphincter open, smoothing out the crinkly skin of her ass pipe and prying the hole apart.
"UHhhhhhhhhhh ... Ohhh Godddddd!" Jodie whimpered, her breath coming in harsh strangled gasps.
Conners pushed harder, forcing more and more of his cock meat into her tiny round hole. His blunt nosed cockhead pushed into her, stabbing upwards. Her ass-hole burned with pain, soon surmounting the burning from her back and ass cheeks. Conners pushed his cock into her, feeding her inch after inch of hard, throbbing cock flesh.
Jodie began weeping from the pain and humiliation as she felt the man's prick driving higher inside her, forcing its way up the length of her ass tube as the grunting, muttering man continued to rip open her rectal hole.
His cock pulled back, then lurched forward, punching deeper. Jodie gave a short cry of pain as she felt the thing high in her belly, felt its long, thick length down the length of her ass-hole. Buck snickered, letting go the remaining inches of his cock now, his hands coming around her and cupping her full young breasts.
His fingers squeezed them, digging into the tender orbs. He mashed and twisted her breasts as his hips began a short little rutting dance that made his cockhead jab and twist in her ass-hole. He pulled back a little, then threw his hips forward again, intent on forcing every last inch of prick meat into the shuddering girl's anus.
He pulled his cockhead back, slowly drawing the long length of his shaft down and out of her rectal tunnel until only the cockhead lay tightly nestled within. Then his hands abandoned her soft tits, sliding down Jodie's sides, down further to her thighs.
His hands closed around her legs, then pulled them apart, drawing them back, opening Jodie's ass-hole for his seeking cock tool. He drew in his breath, then carefully balanced his feet and thrust his hips forward as hard as he could. His hard cock slammed up into the blonde, the cockhead thrusting deep into her anus, crashing up into her guts.
She screamed in shock as she felt the head way up inside her. Her belly churned with aching, cramping, pains. Her insides convulsed as the hard monstrous cock rutted around in her belly. She felt impaled upon the long, gleaming length of his fuck meat, felt her ass tube bloated as it was stretched wide around the thick girth of his manhood.
Conners' balls pressed tightly against the undersides of her buttocks. He groaned in pleasure as he felt the hard tight heat of her ass-hole clutching his cock shaft. He let go her thighs, his hands fondling her belly, stroking the trembling girl's belly, riding up across the ridges of her chest and cupping her breast again.
He thumbed her nipples, then pinched them, twisting them around hard. His face pushed down against the side of her throat again, his lips sucking, his tongue rasping against the soft flesh. He bit down hard, his teeth sinking into her skin, almost drawing blood as he ground his pelvis against her.
He felt his cock shifting and twisting around inside her guts and sighed in pleasure.
"Tight assed little bitch!" he panted. "Bet you like that, don't ya'? Bet you love my cock up yer' ass-hole." He drew back, then thrust hard again, smashing her against the mast as his cockhead rammed against the very pit of her ass-hole again.
His right hand slid down her belly to finger her snatch, rubbing over her clitty as he ground against her. His left hand continued to fondle her breast, squeezing, mashing and twisting the sensitive meat. His grinding became more and more energetic and he began to pump into her, first with short rutting thrusts, then with longer and longer strokes.
He jerked her head over to the right, twisting it hard, then brought his lips against her cheek as he pumped savagely into her anus. He let her head go and it fell forward against the mast as she grunted and whimpered in pain.
His hands moved upward, fastening around her wrists bound high above her. His hard, muscular body was pressed firmly against her soft, slender, ivory figure, crushing it against the wooden mast as he pumped into her. His cock moved steadily now, long, hard strokes that pistoned his meat inside her anal sheath.
Each hard thrust crushed her against he mast and sent his knobby prick head high into her guts. Her breasts were crushed and hammered against the mast as he began to pummel her body with his own heavy frame. He pounded into her with complete abandon, his bloated cock tool tearing back and forth in her ass tube as his body smashed her repeatedly against the mast.
He felt his blood surging through his body, felt his cock pulsing with energy, knew he was about to shoot. He pulled the thick organ out of her hole, holding it loosely for long moments as he let the steam cool. Then he began to rub the wet, glistening cock against her ass cheeks.
He pushed the cockhead against her gaping ass-hole then and inserted it, letting it sink deep into her pit as she groaned in misery. His cockhead thrust high into her belly and he began to pound into her again. His hands slid down onto her thighs once more, folding around them like steel, pulling them apart and back as he humped into her.
His cock pistoned inside her anal tube, churning and pounding her guts to jelly as his cock slid remorselessly back and forth. Again, he felt his cum streaming forward, and this time let it, pumping furiously as his juice spewed out the tip of his prong and gushed up into her belly.
Wad after wad shot into her, coating her insides with its tangy flavor. Finally he gave a massive sigh and let his softening prong slip down out of her anal chamber. Jodie hung there shivering and trembling as her torn ass-hole bled cum juice, the sticky white fluid sliding down her thighs.
With a quick motion he flipped her around so her back was against the mast. Her head hung down between her arms as her body twitched and quivered. Buck looked down at her, a smug, superior sneer on his face.
"Maybe you're startin' to learn, huh slut?" He gripped her by the hair and pulled her head up, ignoring her moan of pain.
"I'm the boss. Got it? What I say, goes."
The dazed girl looked back blearily, her eyes blinking, her jaw slack. Buck looked around to see Bob holding the trembling big titted brunette. He motioned him forward and Bob brought Kim to him, then pushed her down onto her knees.
"Suck him off." Buck ordered the frightened girl. Bob obligingly dropped his pants and stepped out of them, his cock already hard from watching Buck tear into Jodie's ass-hole. Kim took one look at her sister, then a frightened look at Buck, then she leaned forward and put her fingers around Bob's cock.
She brought her full, sensuous lips to the tip of his prong, then took the instrument inside, sucking on the head, then the shaft as Bob pushed deeper. She cupped his balls with her hands as she bobbed her head up and down the hard prick, oblivious to the presence of her sister, frantic to avoid a similar fate.
Jodie watched her sister sucking the man's cock for a few moments, then her head dropped forward, her chin flat against her chest. Buck grabbed her hair and forced her head up, twisting her head until she opened her eyes again and watched Kim sucking passionately on the prick in her mouth.
"She's good at that. You as good as her, slut? Huh?" he shook her head and laughed, nonchalantly squeezing her breasts as he watched Kim suck cock. Bob put his hands against the side of the brunette's head and began thrusting into her face, his cock sliding back and forth between her lips with greater and greater speed as the others watched.
"Lookit that twat go!" Buck guffawed. "Now that there is a what I call a real fuckwad. Yer sister, she was made for fuckin' and suckin'. That's what she was built for. Anytime she ain't got a cock up her cunt or ass-hole or down her throat, that's nothin' but a real waste of material ... speakin' of which.
He moved forward and knelt behind Kim. Bob lowered himself to his knees, Kim dropping forward onto all fours to continue her desperate sucking. Buck fondled her ass cheeks and pulled her thighs open. His cock had hardened once again and it pressed against her crotch as his hands stroked her skin.
He positioned his cockhead against Kim's slit, then thrust forward. Kim gave a warbling groan, her words suppressed by Bob's thick cock. Buck punched his cock deep into her belly, burying the last inch of meat between her soft cunt lips.
He held himself still inside her, his hands sliding over her body. Abruptly, he grabbed her arms near the shoulders, pulling them up and pinning them tightly to her body. "Let's see a little throat fuck, Bob." he grinned at his comrade.
Bob grinned back, pulling on Kim's hair, forcing her head back further, then he thrust hard, slamming his prickhead against the back of her mouth. The angle was off and Kim choked and coughed. He pulled back and thrust forward again. This time his cockhead punched through to her throat, sliding downward through her food pipe.
Kim sobbed and her strangled scream was barely heard. Her entire throat ached and throbbed and itched and burned. She was feeling parts of herself she had never heard from before as the inside of her throat sent its angry protest at being so rudely abused.
The two men laughed, their cocks both buried to the hilt in the luscious, nubile young female. Buck began grinding his pelvis against Kim's ass while Bob slowly pumped his cock in the shaking girl's throat. He pushed his cockhead deep, mashing his pelvis against her face, crushing her nose against his belly.
Buck began to pump into her as well, his cock sliding back and forth inside her fuck hole with greater and greater speed.
Kim was making odd, muffled noises, her body quivering and trembling helplessly as the two men held her in place. Her eyes were wide and her face turned white, then blue from lack of air. Finally Bob pulled the cockhead back to the end of her throat and it popped out into her mouth.
She came precariously close to throwing up, only her fear and shock holding it back. Deep, ragged gulps of air rushed into her lungs as Bob took his cock out of her mouth and began rubbing the head against her face instead.
Her throat ached fiercely and she couldn't even touch it with her hands, nor could she resist when Bob pushed his cock against her lips again and forced it inside, then back into her throat. Once again, he was fucking the cock up and down her throat as she knelt haplessly, her arms still held by the man behind her, the man rutting into her fuck tunnel.
Bob fucked her throat harder and harder, then suddenly yanked his prick out of her and held it in his tight fist directly in front of her face. He squeezed the cock several times and the head suddenly began to spit out thick, greasy wads of cum juice. It shot against her forehead, her cheeks and her lips as he gleefully squeezed his purple prong.
Four
Buck continued humping into the luscious young brunette's rounded buttocks, his thick, blood engorged manhood sliding steadily in and out of her gaping cunt opening. His thighs and hips slapped repeatedly against Kim's ass cheeks as his hands slid up and down her body.
Since Bob had let go of her head, she had slumped over and her face was no obscured by the dense mass of tangled brown hair that fell around her head. Her heavy breasts hung below her like full udders, swaying and bouncing in time to Buck's consistent humping strokes that rocked her body.
His cock still erect, he pulled it out of her velvety cunt tube and stood up, pulling her erect by the expedient of grabbing a hunk of auburn hair. She moaned as he jerked her upward, her eyes blinking rapidly and her lips quivering miserably.
He dragged her over in front of her sister. Jodie gazed bleakly at them, her body aching and sore, her mind frazzled and numb. Her eyes were narrow slits behind her glasses, but she had seen everything that had taken place and saw now as Conners held her naked sister up in front of her.
"Don't she look pretty now." Conners chuckled, talking to Kim. His arm was around her waist as the stood in front of the twitching, hanging blonde girl. Conners reached up and cupped one of Jodie's tits, squeezing his fingers into the soft flesh, then he pulled Kim's hand down and pushed it in between Jodie's thighs.
"Now ain't that nice, baby? Don't pussies feel nice and soft and warm?" he snickered, rubbing her hand against Jodie's gash. He stepped behind the shaking brunette, his hands clasping her wrists firmly, raising both her hands up and pressing her hands against Jodie's tits.
"Give em' a squeeze, honey. I bet she'll like that." he laughed. Bob laughed too and moved closer to watch. Kim did nothing, her hands nothing more than tools in Buck's evil hands. He rubbed them around and around against Jodie's tit meat, pushing them in to crush the malleable melons.
"Yeahhhhh ... that's the way." He slipped her right hand down between Jodie's thighs again, rubbing it back and forth against her pussy as he and Bob snickered and giggled in amusement. Jodie made no movement, her face remaining expressionless, her eyes small and tired.
"You know, she looks unhappy." Buck said.
"She do, don't she, Buck." Bob replied.
"What she needs is a good suck, don't ya' think?"
"Yeah. I bet that'd perk her up."
"Well, I don't suck bitches, what about you?"
"I don't suck bitches neither, Buck."
"I guess you'll have ta' do it, baby." Buck said to Kim. She looked at him without understanding. He laughed again, pushing her down to her knees and dragging her up against Jodie.
Bob moved behind the dangling girl, his face smirking as he pulled her thighs open. Buck pulled on Kim's hair, forcing her face into Jodie's crotch.
"Go on, yah' fuckin' cow. Suck her cunt out. She wants a good hard licking."
"I ... I ... "
"Do as yer' told, yah, fuckin' whooore!" Buck roared, slapping the side of her head. He jerked her head back and forth by the hair, then shoved it into Jodie's crotch, rubbing it hard against her cunt flesh.
"Now suck that pussy an' get it all wet for me."
"Suck!" he snarled.
The terrified brunette, glanced from him to Jodie's cunt, then back. He raised his hand again threateningly and she hurriedly pushed her face into Jodie's crotch and began to lick at her cunt slit.
She wasn't really certain how to do this. She'd never licked a woman's pussy before. Still, she'd seen it done on those porno movies and she'd had it done to her more than a few times. It was disgusting, but she was too frightened to refuse.
Jodie's cunt tasted strange, or maybe not, since it was her first. She pushed her tongue into the hole, forcing it between the tight cunt lips. She pushed it far inside, then began to slide it up and down the slit, going from top to bottom several times, sucking out juices that, from the familiar taste, were was the sperm of the men who'd raped Jodie.
She slurped it out, slipping her agile tongue in and out of Jodie's fuck entrance, then sliding it upward onto her clitty and rasping it up and down like she enjoyed when guys did it to her. She wasn't trying to turn her sister on or anything, but she could only suck a cunt the way she'd seen it done before.
"Stick yer' finger into her cunt, you slut." Buck ordered. "Finger fuck her."
Kim raised her right hand and slowly wriggled a finger into Jodie's tiny fuck tunnel, sliding it in and out softly, gently, not wanting to cause her sister any more pain than she'd already undergone. It was a very tight little cunt. She'd finger fucked herself before and noticed at once that Jodie's was tighter than hers.
Buck was leaning over beside her, watching intently. He gripped her right hand and slid it up underneath her sister, rubbing it around on her ass flesh, then he took her index finger, straightened it and pushed it against Jodie's anus.
Kim couldn't resist as Buck, using her finger like a dildo, forced it into her sister's anus, thrusting it up to the knuckles in the small, tight, round hole.
"Stick those fingers into her, girl. Fuck her harder, harder!" he slapped heron the head. "Harder, cunt!"
Kim's fingers pumped in and out of her sister's cunt and ass-hole while her tongue rasped across Jodie's clitty and slid back and forth over her pussy lips.
"like that, whore?" Buck sneered, pulling Jodie's head back by the hair. "like that?"
He pressed his lips against hers in a savage, bruising french kiss, his tongue stabbing deep into her oral cavity, his saliva almost spitting out into her mouth as he sucked and drooled at her. He pulled his mouth away again, then backhanded her, knocking her head hard to one side.
Bob, standing behind the hanging blonde, pulled her legs back even further. He had ahold of her thighs and was dragging them back as hard as he could. Jodie was groaning from the pressure on her tendons and thigh muscles as Bob split her legs wide.
Her mind was in a vortex of paralyzing fear, numbed acceptance and stunned shock. She could hardly comprehend what had been done to her, the crude and cruel acts perpetrated on both her body and mind. Nobody had ever done such things to her before, nor had she ever imagined anyone would
Her body ached everywhere, sharp pains rising from her thighs were only the newest source. She could no longer feel her hands, probably because the blood was cut off by the tight rope binding her wrists. Her wrists ached fiercely from supporting her weight, and her shoulders and arms weren't much better.
Her back and ass still hurt from the whipping Buck had given her, and her ass-hole and pussy were still sending sharp little pains from their recent violation. In addition, there were bruises everywhere, most caused by punches or kicks.
She was retreating into a mindless shell, her mind distancing itself from the atrocities inflicted upon her poor, wretched body. She was disoriented and confused, bewildered by what the men were forcing her own sister to do to her.
She could feel Kim's tongue sliding back and forth between her pussy lips, could feel the warmth and wetness of her sister's tongue as it bathed her crotch and slipped caressingly across her clitoris. The feeling was far from unpleasant but she was hardly in the mood for sexual arousal.
Of course, her body was another thing entirely. As her mind slipped away, attempting to retreat in order to preserve some sanity, its control over her bodily functions diminished and her body was left to itself, to respond in a natural manner to whatever stimulus it sensed.
Down in her pussy, it sensed pleasure, it sensed the soft, seeping heat coming from her clitoris as the wet tongue slurped against it. As nauseated as Jodie was by the crude, lesbian exhibition, her body felt only the pleasure of this most intimate manipulation.
The heat seeped upward into her body, the pleasure slowly soothing the shattered nerve endings across the length of her skin, smothering the terrible crackling pain in its own deep, all encompassing heat.
Jodie was hardly even aware of her body's responses, hanging there slackly, her body trembling or twitching now and then, her mind shocked into numbness by the cruelty it had experienced. Between her splayed legs Kim continued to suck, lick and slurp at her pussy entrance, her tongue rasping quickly.
"Here, cunt. Use this. Shove it up her cunt." Buck said, hitting Kim on the shoulder with something. She took it from him, looking at a thick, round wooden rod. The rod was about a foot long and was certainly too big to fit inside her sister's pussy.
She looked up in protest but Buck's face glared furiously and she turned away, pushing the blunt end of the cylindrical thing against Jodie's cunt entrance. She pushed it against Jodie's cunt but as she'd thought it was just too big to go in.
Then Buck's hand slipped over hers where she gripped the thing and he jammed it hard against Jodie's gash. Jodie gasped, her head dropping back and her back arching in pain. Buck shoved hard, ripping her cunt entrance open and forcing the first few inches of the rod into her fuck tunnel.
Jodie wailed in pain and Kim began to whimper again, but Buck only snickered, pushing harder and harder, slowly forcing inch after inch of the massively thick round tube up her bloated fuck box. Jodie shuddered and jerked against the ropes holding her wrists, her legs bobbing and flopping as she tried to pull them free of Bob's grip.
Buck used both hands on the thick tube and forced it even higher, ignoring the writhing and sharp cries of pain, intent only on jamming more of the wooden rod into the blonde girl's fuck sheath.
Then the thing encountered something solid up inside Jodie's belly. Buck could feel it through the wood as he jammed it harder, still trying to force the last few inches into the shaking, thrashing girl.
Jodie's teeth were locked tightly as she gnashed them and bit down hard against the overwhelming pain ripping through her system. It felt like she was giving birth as the thick rod ground into her cervix with awful force. Her entire groin felt like it was impaled upon the massive girth of the rod.
Buck let go of the thing finally, leaving a couple of inches still protruding through her taut, gaping cunt lips. He snarled down at Kim, who was staring at him fearfully.
"What's the matter with you, whore? Suck that pussy!" She hurriedly pushed her face back into Jodie's crotch. She was no longer able to push her tongue into the fuck tunnel of course, so began to wriggle it back and forth against Jodie's clitty instead.
Slowly the pain ebbed, retreating to a dull ache inside Jodie's cunt. She was intensely aware, however, of the hard, thick object up inside her belly, splitting her apart, jammed excruciatingly tightly between her straining cunt lips.
She moaned softly, her head falling back against her arms, her jaw hanging slack. Her mind retreated again, leaving her body to its pain and humiliation. The rod was jammed so tight inside her that it did not move at all, nestled firmly and immovably as Kim's tongue slid around it and worked on Jodie's clitty.
Again, a soothing warmth crept through her belly and began to flow into her system. Her body seized upon the only pleasurable thing that had happened to it of late, using the pleasure as a screen to shield itself from the pain.
The pleasure built up, her clitty hardening and sending crackling energy through her spine to her dazed, numbed brain. The wooden rod lodged within her fuck tunnel was, to her body, a natural thing, or at least, could be in the Tnidst of sexual arousal.
Avoiding the pain, grasping at the pleasure, her body flooded her cuntal pit with juices, her snatch heating up quickly. Her breasts swelled, the nipples hardening. Her clitty hardened as well under Kim's continued ministrations.
"Yeah! Yeah! Lookit those hard lil' nipples!" Buck crowed, rolling her right nipple in his fingers.
"Little whore loves it!"
"Knew she would." Bob snickered. "No cunt meat can resist a tongue bath."
"Suck her! Suck that pussy! Make it cum!" Buck laughed, pressing on the back of Kim's head.
Jodie's hips unconsciously humped back and forth, her breathing ragged and harsh. Her mind still hid as her body pulsed with sexual longing, her cunt box squeezing and contracting around the thick, hard wood within it. As Jodie's cunt spasmed, the base of the wood that protruded outside her cunt lips jerked up and down.
Then a prolonged orgasmic storm ripped through Jodie's helpless frame, making her shake and shudder, convulsions racking her. Her cunt bit down on the hard wood, sucking and squeezing, actually drawing it upward another inch.
Her head bounced and thrashed from side to side as she grunted continuously, the sounds like those of a mindless animal, but still, an animal in pleasure.
Buck howled with laughter as he watched. Bob was amused also, but the continued pressure of the pretty young blonde girl's ass cheeks against his crotch, and now their bouncing and slapping against him, had hardened his cock and boiled his blood.
He let go of her right leg long enough to take his cock and push the head up against the shuddering girl's anus, then thrust upward. Jodie gave a low cry in the midst of her grunts, her straining crotch flesh pulled even more tightly as the hard erection forced her anus open and drove up into her.
The prong tore up into Jodie's guts, bloating them even more, sending another bolt of sparkling sexual delirium up into her frazzled brain. She danced and shook and jerked like a demented puppet, her loins stabbed by the twin poles, on of hard male meat, the other of cold wood.
Bob held both her thighs again, jamming her back against him as he pounded his meat up and down her rear entry. His cock slid up and down inside her, and he sensed the hardness on the other side of her ass tube, the hardness of her distended cunt as it clasped tightly around the wooden rod.
Finally, Jodie's orgasmic turmoil subsided and with it the last of her energy. She lapsed into virtual unconsciousness as Bob continued pumping his staff up into her ass-hole. And when he finally sprayed his white sperm up into her guts, she was too far gone to even realize it.
The two girls were tossed below while the pirates turned the yacht through more traveled waters. Both were bound hand and foot and tossed into a closet. The pirates pulled into a small marina to tank up the fuel, neither of them knowing much about sails, and then the set out to sea once again.
Kim lay on her side, miserable and frightened, her wrists tightly tied behind her and her ankles tied together. Behind her, Jodie lay in the same predicament. She'd tried talking to Jodie but Jodie hadn't responded, though her eyes were open.
Kim sighed and wondered what would happen to them. She hated violence, especially when it was done to her. Nobody had ever had to rape her before, at least, not and use any real violence. Her own reactions to hands clutching her breasts and pussy were usually more than enough to fight off any resistance she thought she ought to put up.
Even as she'd been repeatedly raped and buggered by the nasty pirates, her loins had heated up responsively. Only the fear coursing through her had prevented her from wallowing in sexual bliss as she normally did whenever a cock got into her body.
She wasn't at all bothered that her little sister had cum as she'd licked her. She considered that to be sort of normal, and in a way, was glad that she'd been able to make Jodie feel better for a little while. She was bothered that she'd licked her sister because she knew that wasn't supposed to be done. Still, the mean men had forced her so it wasn't her fault.
She hadn't really even thought about the possibility that the men might kill the two of them. To her, the worst that could possibly happen was that the they would continue to be prisoners and ill used, perhaps for days, before they were finally released.
Jodie, who knew they would never be killed as soon as the men's lusts were satisfied, was too wrapped in her own misery to enlighten her older sister. Hours passed while they lay at the bottom of the closet. Finally, one of the men, the really mean one, came and took Kim out, then closed the door on her sister.
Buck untied her and then shoved her against the little stove in the tiny galley.
"Make us dinner, whore, and it better be good."
"Uh ... Uh ... I don't know how to make anything but peanut butter sandwiches." she said.
"Well, you better fuckin' learn or I'll have you up against the mast like your slut sister." He snapped. He went back upstairs then, leaving her alone in the little galley. She looked around worriedly, then began opening the cupboards, hoping to find something she could make for food besides peanut butter.
She opened the fridge and gazed in, her brow furrowed with concentration. Nobody had ever asked her to make them dinner before, nor even to make herself dinner. She sighed and cocked her head to one side, running her hand through her tangled auburn hair.
Then on the side of the door, she spotted the full package of hot dogs and brightened up. Hot dogs were supposed to be very easy to make. She knew that because Jodie snacked on them sometimes and nobody snacked on things that took a long time to make.
She pulled the hot dogs out and then worked at the package with a knife, finally getting it open. She pulled out a hot dog and looked at it, then looked at the little stove. She knew it had to be cooked somehow. Her eyes shifted to the microwave. There were buttons on the little machine, one said "buns and bread", and right below it, another said "hot dogs". What could be simpler!
She put a hot dog into the oven, closed the door and pressed the button marked, "hot dogs". There was a whirring noise and a light went on. She looked through the window for a minute, then sat back and watched impatiently. Finally, there was a bell and the whirring stopped. She eagerly opened the door and pulled the hot dog out, only to drop it on the floor. It was hot.
She picked it up gingerly, and put it on a the counter. She pulled out a plate and put it on that, then tossed in some more hot dogs.
She was very proud of herself when Buck came down and found a dozen hot dogs, mostly warm and in hot buns.
"It'll do." he sniffed, picking up a couple, and a mustard bottle.
"Bring em' up." he called over his shoulder.
She followed him up the stairs, carefully balancing a big plate filled with hot dogs. He was already sitting on the back bench along with Bob. Both were munching on hot dogs. Kim put the plate down beside her and sat down on the bench. Both men eyed her, but went back to their conversation, which was about drugs and prices.
"Uhhh ... what about Jodie?" she asked, tentatively.
"Fuck her."
"I did."
"Fuck her again."
"I will."
Both men laughed. "Can I bring her some food."
"Fuck off and leave us alone, ya' cunt. The food's for us."
The men ate less than half the hot dogs though, then tossed the rest over the side, except for one Buck held in his hand.
"Want one, slut?"
"Yes, please."
"Get on your knees then and beg for it."
She looked at him in confusion and he indicated the floor. Obediently, she knelt in front of him as Bob looked on with a smirk on his face.
"Kneel higher." he said. "That's it. Now put your hands up like a dog begging." When she did, both men burst into laughter. She flushed in embarrassment but didn't move. She didn't want to make either of them mad at her, and she was hungry.
"Okay." Buck said. He tore off a piece of the hot dog and held it in his hand. She started to reach for it but he pulled his hand back.
"No. Take it with your mouth like a dog would." he snickered. He held his hand out again and Kim bent her head and picked the piece of hot dog out of it. She swallowed it quickly, even though it was mostly cold now. She was very hungry.
Buck tore off another piece and held it out to her. Again, she pulled it out of his hand with her teeth and swallowed. When the hot dog was gone he pulled her up into his lap, sliding one hand behind her waist and the other onto her thigh.
"You sure are a hot little bitch, ain't ya?" he grinned. "How many guys you fucked?"
"Uh ... I don't know."
"More than a thousand?"
"No." she said, indignantly.
"More than a hundred I bet."
She shrugged, not really sure.
"I bet you love fucking, don't you?"
She didn't answer.
"Well? Don't you love to fuck?"
"Uh, huh."
"Thought so. You look like a fucking whore."
"I'm not a whore!" she protested.
His right hand slid into her crotch and squeezed her cunt hard. She gasped and jerked against him but he held her tightly.
"You are a whore, aren't you?"
"Ye ... yes." she squealed.
"That's better." He loosened his fingers but kept his hand under her crotch. "You're a slut, aren't you."
"Yes." she said meekly. "You love sucking cocks don't you."
"Yes." she replied.
"Say it. Say, I like to suck cocks."
"I ... I like to suck cocks." she whispered.
"Louder."
"I like to suck cocks." she said.
"Louder!" he squeezed her pussy again, sending hot pain into her belly.
"I like to suck cocks!" she screamed.
The men laughed and his hand loosened.
"Say, I love to get fucked." Bob said.
"I love to get fucked." she replied.
"Say, I love getting my ass-hole pumped."
"I ... love getting my ass-hole pumped." she gulped.
"Say, I love to suck my sister's pussy."
She hesitated and his fingers began to close. "I love to suck Jodie's pussy!" she cried hurriedly.
"I wish I had a cock so I could fuck my sister in her cunt." Bob snickered.
"I ... I wish I had a ... cock so I could fuck my sister in her cunt." Kim gasped.
Buck's hand began to rub up and down over her pussy, his fingers sliding through her cunt flesh, pushing her cunt lips apart to rasp against the soft pink flesh. They rode back and forth over her clitty as she sat there, grinding against her clitty. Despite the crude and terrible things the men were making her say, the hand soon began to produce results, her pussy heating up with arousal.
"Kiss me." he ordered.
She gulped uncertainly, then turned her head, raised it and kissed him on the cheek.
"On the lips, you slut."
She kissed him on the lips, the kiss short.
"Harder, cunt. I want you to ffench kiss me. I want to feel tongue!" he laughed. She sighed and raised her head again, kissing him, the kiss long and deep, her tongue pushing into his mouth to join with his, then sliding back and forth as he worked his own tongue against her.
A finger thrust up through her pussy lips and drove deep into her cunt tunnel, then began to wriggle around inside her as he continued to rub and grind his other hands over her clitty. He pulled her head back and then leaned forward, sucking hard on her nipple. She sighed in pleasure.
Five
Kim's breathing quickened as the flow of pleasure increased. She didn't like this man, didn't like either of them in fact. But her body was a responsive on and Buck was playing it like an expert. He fingered her clitty as two fingers pumped in her cunt tube. He suckled on her breasts and nibbled at her earlobe and the nape of her neck.
He pushed her off him then, and pulled out his cock. She knelt before him and took it willingly into her mouth, sucking carefully, bobbing her lips up and down on the already hard erection. He slouched there watching her as her face moved up and down and her lips slid over his cock meat.
She pulled the thing out of her mouth, sliding her lips down sideways, gnawing lightly on it as though she were nibbling a corn cob. She nuzzled at his balls, sucking on them, then slid her lips back up his cock and opened them, sucking in the head and sliding her lips back down around his shaft.
Buck let his head fall back and sighed happily. His right hand came down lightly atop the brunette's head as she worked over his cock. Her lips were soft, hot and wet as they slid over his prick. It would, he thought, be a pity to waist such talented cunt meat.
He pulled her up then onto the bench. She straddled him and eagerly lowered her pelvis, pushing it in against his belly. He held his cock upright and she slowly let herself down onto it, groaning in pleasure as it slid up into her sheath.
She lay there for a moment, her arms hugging him, both of them enjoying the feel of his cock up inside her snatch. Then she started to grind herself against him, rocking her pelvis, twisting her ass. She slowly eased up, using her thigh muscles and knees to tug her tight cunt box upward along his round, wet cock.
Near the top she halted, then sank back down, groaning as she felt his prong drive up into her belly again. Again she pulled herself up, then dropped back onto his steely shaft. His hands cupped her ass cheeks, squeezing tightly, fingering the warm meat.
She started to slide up and down in as even a motion as she could manage. Buck helped, humping his cock up against her as she brought her ass down. Soon his cock was stabbing up into her with determined thrusts, ripping across her clitty with enough pressure and speed to make her eyes round and dazed.
Buck sucked hard on her nipples, chewing and pinching the skin, nibbling at the flesh, biting down enough to bring tears to the brunette's eyes. He sucked in a mouth full of tit meat, stuffing his mouth with the stuff, then let it out again and bit down on her other tit. His hands squeezed and kneaded her ass flesh, jerking her up and down faster than she was able to manage on her own.
Her tightly clutching cunt tube slid up and down on his hard male meat, her pink fleshy sucking and stroking his cock skin as he pumped up into her. She mewled and sighed in pleasure, for the moment at least, ignoring her dislike for him, cooing happily as she felt the thickness of his hard tool up inside her belly.
She threw her arms around him, clutching him to her fat meaty tits as he mashed them around his face. He bit them, his teeth snapping down repeatedly in hard little nips that made her yelp or groan. His hands completely covered her round ass meat, his fingers clawing at it as he pulled her cunt down over his fuck tool.
She all but forgot that Bob was sitting next to them, her standards, never the highest, considerably lower now than they had been before her repeated molestation by the pirates. After all, she hadn't worn a stitch of clothing since early yesterday morning, and had been seen and used by these men and others innumerable times.
She was past embarrassment, intent only on enjoying the deep penetration of his steely manhood, grinding her cunt down onto his thighs, simpering with delight as he sucked hard on her long hard nipples. Her mind and body were overheating, a deep flush spreading through her as a powerful sexual passion gripped her in its tight embrace.
Her mind throbbed and pulsed with delight, her flaring pussy and burning clit sending hot electrical jolts of sexual bliss ripping up her spinal cord directly into her brain.
"Pump! Pump it! Pump that ass, bitch!" Buck grunted. "Squeeze my cock! Ahhh! What a hot cunt you got!"
Her ass cheeks slapped repeatedly against his thighs as she pounded them up and down. She was too enraptured now to care how hard his prong drove into her, and was slamming her cunt down onto it with near total abandon, grunting like a pig each time it thrust up into her belly.
Then tremors racked her body and her eyes rolled back. Her body arched and her head dropped back, thrusting her tits forward. She opened her mouth and a long warbling cry of pleasure escaped her as an orgasm blossomed inside her belly.
She shook and quivered, her cunt spasming around his cock tool, sucking and squeezing it even harder, trying to draw it up into her completely. Buck bit down hard on her right nipple, his fingers seizing her left and his nails digging into it as he pinched as hard as he could. She screamed, jerking and thrashing madly as her orgasmic dance drove her into mad convulsions.
"Lookit the whore cum!" Buck barked, his lips drawn back in a snarling grimace as he pounded his dick into her gash. "Lookit the little slut!"
He gripped her waist and jerked her down onto his upward pumping cock, his tool stabbing hard up into her, piercing her fuck tunnel and pounding against the deepest reaches of her box.
Then she collapsed against Buck, a dreamy smile on her round face as she sighed in happiness. Buck continued to hump up into her, his cock slicing back and forth between her fuck lips. Bob disappeared, reappearing less than a minute later with Jodie, a hand in her hair.
Jodie's legs were untied but her wrists were still tightly bound behind her back. She looked at Buck and Kim with little interest and no surprise whatsoever. Bob shoved her down onto her knees in front of the lewd tableau, grinning over her shoulder as Buck humped up faster and harder, grunting and gasping as his own climax sent his spurting white seed up into Kim's talented cunt pit.
Kim squeezed down on her cunt muscles, loving nothing in the world as much as the feel of hot sperm jetting up into her belly. She sighed as Buck slowed and his cock lay still inside her fuck hole.
Buck, though, was far from finished. It was a long trip and he was going to make the best of his access to these two cute little bitches. He threw Kim off him, shoving her onto the bench at his side.
"Well, well, well. Look who's here." he smiled unpleasantly. "How you doin', little slut? Ready for another hard cock up that tight little box o' yours?"
Jodie didn't answer, hanging her head. Bob gripped her hair, pulling her head back up as Buck turned to Kim, his hand sliding between her legs, stroking her pussy. Kim looked down at her sister regretfully, feeling like she was doing something wrong with Jodie there.
Still, she let her legs spread further apart as Buck continued his idle stroking of her furry fuck entrance.
"Lookit this meat here," he grinned down at Jodie. "See how hot the cunt is? See how wet she is?" He thrust a finger into Kim, then pulled it out and rubbed it across Jodie's forehead.
"I think Kimmy here needs a little lickin'. Don't you?"
Again Jodie remained silent, her eyes dull. "Yes, sir. Kimmy needs her a suckin'. " Buck laughed.
"And since I don't suck fur, and Bob don't suck fur, that means it's up to you, slut. Whadya say?"
"You heard him, slut, suck that pussy." Bob snapped, shoving her face forward. He gripped her head, using it to push her against the bench and bend her forward between her sister's legs.
Kim looked at the two men worriedly, then down at Jodie.
"Uhhhmmm ... I ... I don't really ... " she said tentatively. Buck grabbed her hair and pulled hard. Kim cried out in pain, reaching up to grab at his hand as he glared at her.
"You shut the fuck up, cunt meat. I'll tell you when I wanna hear from you. You can use your tongue for sucking me off and that's it."
"Come on, hole, suck your sister's pussy. Let's see some good lesbo action here." Buck laughed.
But though Bob pushed her face against Kim's furry cunt hole, Jodie's mouth remained closed and her tongue inside. Buck glared down at her as Bob slapped her head several times.
"You think you're too good to suck fur, baby? You're nuthin' but a piece of cunt meat, an' you'll do what I says or I'll cut you up an' drop you over the side!" Bob pulled on her hair, jerking her head way back as Buck leaned forward.
"You wanna be stubborn? Fine. We'll see where that gets you." He picked up a cigarette lighter from the shelf nearby and clicked the flame up to the high setting, then flicked it on. Bob held Jodie firmly in place, her head back, her tits pushing out, as Buck leaned forward and brought the flame against her left nipple.
Jodie started squirming and thrashing madly, desperate to escape the burning from the lighter, her nipple screeching in pain. She grit her teeth as tears began to flow down her cheeks, then screamed in agony, bursting into tears as Buck pulled the lighter back.
"You learn to do what you're told, hole," he grinned, "or there ain't gonna be much left of you by the time we hit land again."
He flicked the lighter again, the two inch long flame shooting up as he pushed it against her. He turned the lighter sideways and slowly ran it up and down around her left ti, letting the flame sizzle against her flesh as it moved. Again Jodie began to squirm and twist, sobbing piteously as the flame moved over her white flesh.
"You ready to suck, hole? You ready to suck this bitch here?"
"YES! YES! YES! PLEEEEEAAASE!" Jodie wailed.
Buck grinned nastily, letting the flame sizzle against her as he trailed the lighter down her belly. Bob hauled her back on her heels and Buck brought the lighter lower still, the flame crisping and burning her pubic hair as he moved it through the light golden tangles.
She howled in agony as the flame seared off her pussy hair on her crotch, then moved down the center of her slit, scouring off the hair there. He snapped the lighter off and gave a bark of laughter, motioning to Bob, who shoved her forward again. She all but collapsed across the bench, her head in Kim's lap, her chest heaving, sweat dripping off her face.
"Now let's see some good dyke stuff. I want to see you suck this pussy good, an the fat fitted cow here better cum or I'll burn off your tits, here me, you hole? Now SUCK!! "
Trembling with pain, Jodie brought her face against her sister's slit, and pushed her tongue out. The tip made contact with Kim's slit, almost making her scream in revulsion. But she overcame her nausea and pushed her tongue deeper, sliding it up and down between Kim's cunt lips, pushing it deep into the fuck tunnel and tasting the fresh male juice there.
She slid it back up and began to tongue Kim's clitty, her mind a roiling, muddled confusion of senses and feelings. She lapped away as the three watched, Buck and Bob with grins on their faces, Kim wide eyed and fearful. Then Bob bent over and began munching, sucking, biting and chewing at Kim's right tit. Bob sat beside her and started to do the same to her left.
Slouched back on the seat, Kim eased her legs a little wider, her eyes filming over as passion stirred in her loins. The three wet tongues sliding over her most sensitive spots were quickly reigniting the sexual fire within her belly.
She closed her eyes and sighed heavily, her tits hardening, swelling, her body beginning to throb and pulse once again. As Jodie's tongue continued to rasp over her clitty she unconsciously began to hump her ass, pushing her cunt up against her sister's face.
Her legs spread wider still and she began to moan and whine in pleasure, her brain fuzzy with sexual fatigue. Her hands came down on Jodie's head, resting lightly, at times pushing down as her crotch grew white hot with sexual bliss.
"Ohhhhhh! Oooooo!" she moaned, her head rolling against the back of the seat as her hands pulled down on Jodie's head.
Bob abandoned her left tit, dropping to his knees behind Jodie and pulling her legs apart. His hands slid around her and cupped her breasts, squeezing and kneading them as he leaned across her and watched her mouth working on Kim's cunt pie. Then he fisted his cock, pumping it a couple of times, before placing the head against Jodie's cunt slit and thrusting forward.
His cock spread her fuck lips open and drove into her tight cunt pit, drawing a cry of protest from the blonde. He sheathed his prong deep inside her fuck box, his hands gripping her hips as he ground his pelvis into her ass cheeks.
He began a hard, rutting stroke, his cock slicing back and forth inside her as his hands clutched tightly around her waist. Jodie continued to tongue Kim's hard clitty, groaning in misery as Bob skewered her pink twat pit. Her buttocks jiggled and bounced as he slapped into them and her tits swayed beneath her.
Kim slouched even further, drawing her legs up and apart as she mewled in pleasure. Her hands clutched Jodie's head tightly as she ground her fuck hole into her face. Powerful waves of pleasure rippled up and down her body, pooling in her cunt and exploding every few seconds in ragged bolts of fiery heat that made her jerk and tremble.
Kim cried out in happiness, her back arching and her ass rocking in a dazed frenzy as another cum burst over her. She whimpered and shook, her head thrashing as her cunt blasted immense sensations of ecstatic release through her lush, nubile body.
Bob was hammering his steely spear into Jodie's vulnerable crotch slit as his ragged breathing grew rougher, indicating the nearness of his own orgasm. He leaned forward, his back down on hers, his right hand sliding down her belly and in between her legs, his left clutching tightly around her left tit.
Then he blew his wad, spraying his scummy white load into her belly with a huge groan of release. His humping slowed and stopped and he pulled his softening prong from between her wet pink cunt lips.
* * *
Jodie spent hours in the closet, bound hand and foot. At first she did nothing, just lay there, mind blasted and raw, body aching. After some hours had past, she began to work on her bindings, stabbing the rope down on a nail that stuck out of the wall. It didn't seem to do any good but having nothing else to do, she continued, and gradually the rope began to loosen, then finally, she was able to tear it and pull her hands free.
She could see nothing. Her glasses were still lying on deck somewhere for one thing, and it was very dark in the closet anyway. Her hands started to ache with pins and needles as the blood returned and she clasped them tightly around her wrists, which stung fiercely. A long time passed, during which she could hear the muffled sound of the men's voices speaking, or Kim's voice talking or sometimes giggling.
At one point she heard her sister crying out in what could only be orgasmic bliss and her eyes narrowed in anger. She couldn't help resenting Kim, even though she knew that the girl couldn't really help herself. Kim would probably be happy anywhere so long as she got fucked a lot. Jodie though, was not at all like her sister.
She waited in the closet, listening to the silence. Hours must have passed since the last time she'd heard a voice, and still she didn't move, except to work loose the ropes around her ankles.
She cautiously turned the doorknob. As she'd suspected, they hadn't bothered to lock it. She eased it open, her eye pressed against the crack as she looked out into the passageway. All was quiet. She eased through the door, looking around carefully. There was still no sign of anyone.
She snuck down the passage towards the front of the boat. At the bow, there was a little trap door that would bring her up on deck. Below it was a tiny storage locker, which contained, among other things, a little rubber inflatable dinghy. She pulled the dinghy out and eased open the door, then stuck her head out. Nobody was around.
She pushed the squarish shaped lump of rubber out through the hole, then climbed out herself. She squatted next to the rail, very low up here at the extreme bow, and considered for a moment just jumping overboard with the dinghy. Kim was obviously enjoying herself and wouldn't mind staying.
At that moment, she wanted more than anything in the world, to just drop into the sea, let the boat float away, then let the attached gas canister inflate the dinghy for her. But she couldn't. She placed the dinghy against the side and crawled down the side of the deck towards the rear.
She edged around the corner, spotting Bob. He was apparently sleeping in the captain's chair. There was no sign of the others. She crawled backwards to the trap door and dropped back inside, easing her way out into the passage and working her way along it, room by room, searching for her sister.
She found her in the master cabin. She was lying on the queen sized bed, her naked ass cheeks pressed against Buck's crotch, both of them fast asleep. Buck's arm was around Kim's waist. Fear gripped the blonde girl as she considered how she was to wake her sister without waking the monster laying with her. She was terrified of what he would do if he caught her trying to get away.
Nevertheless, she crept into the room and around to the side of the bed where Kim lay. She slowly reached over and touched Buck's wrist, lifting it as gently as she could and moving it over so it was laying on his own hip. She started to push against Kim and the brunette gave a loud moan as she turned over against Buck, waking him up.
Jodie dropped flat on her belly beside the bed as Buck muttered and grumbled. She lay still, almost not breathing as she heard Kim giggle, then heard the squeaking of the bed springs and Kim's moaning. The squeaking got faster and louder as did Kim's moans and warbling cries of pleasure."
After a few minutes it stopped and the room went silent again. Jodie lay still, flat on her stomach. She would have rolled under the bed if she could, but there was no room. She kept still and tried to be patient. There was a clock up on the low table beside the bed and she watched its second hand sweep around a full thirty minutes before peeking over the edge of the bed again.
Kim was lying on her side, her back to Jodie. Buck was lying on his belly, sound asleep. Jodie gave a prayer of thanks, then came to her feet, leaning across the bed over Kim. She poked at Kim's shoulder lightly, but it didn't wake the girl up. She poked harder, bringing grunts and grumbles.
She cursed herself and her sister, then leaned forward more, placing her hand over Kim's mouth and shaking her. Kim woke up, then began struggling against the hand over her mouth.
"Kim! It's me!" she hissed.
But Kim shook off the hand and screamed. Jodie jumped back and dove behind the bed again as Buck shot up and the lights clicked on.
"What the ... What the fuck were you screaming about?" he demanded.
"There was someone here!" Kim whined. Buck jumped up and saw Jodie immediately.
"What the fuck are you doing here, you hole?" he demanded. She jumped up and ran for the door but he caught her by the hair, forcing her down to her knees.
"Ohh! I'm sorry Jodie." Kim moaned. "I didn't know it was you."
"Go back to bed you stupid whore." Buck snapped. He dragged Jodie out of the cabin and slammed it behind her, pulling her to her feet and locking an arm around her throat as he pushed her down the passageway.
"What did you think you were doing, hole? huh? Huh?" he snarled.
"Nothing!"
"I'll fuckin' bet nothing!" he barked. They reached the little galley and Buck through her against the little table.
"Don't lie to me, you cheap fucking twat!" He pulled some cord off the counter and wrapped it tightly around her wrists, then shoved her back across the table, binding her wrists to an iron pipe that ran down the wall. She lay whimpering, looking up at him as he gripped her knees and forced her legs down and wide apart.
"What were you doing in my room, hole?"
"Nothing! I just wanted to talk to Kim!"
"Lying whore!" he snarled, backhanding her across the face.
"You piece of shit, whore, cunt, slut, bitch, dyke!! He raged, slapping her face back and forth, first with one hand then the other.
He grabbed more cord, tying it tightly around her left knee, then pulling it down against the corner of the small table and tying it around the leg there. He did the same to her left knee, so she was spread open, tied down, and unable to resist in any way.
He grabbed the electric griddle, ripping the cord out of its base. He unravelled the cord, separating its two wires, then plugged the end into the wall. His teeth gleamed as he grinned malevolently, then took the two ends of the wire and pressed one against each of her nipples.
A shock of agony ripped into her melons, and she screamed in pain as the fiery electric current tore through her body. She bounced helplessly, her warbling, wail of pain echoing through the small room as he cackled with glee.
He pulled the wires back, then stabbed them against her cunt and ass-hole. Again she felt the crackling electricity as it ate into her flesh, her tender cunt and sensitive ass-hole screamed in terrible agony. Her body bounced up and down on the little table as the electricity bit and seared her.
He laughed and unplugged the cord, then opened the freezer and took out a little ice cube. He set it down, then took a sharp knife from his boot and began peeling away several inches of insulating rubber from around the two wires. It only took him seconds, then he picked up the ice cube and pressed it against her right nipple.
Now cold, cold that burned was searing her nipple. Her rolled the ice cube against her nipple for long seconds, then let it go. Her nipple was hard and erect of course. He took it in his thumb and forefinger, squeezing hard, then wrapped and tightly tied one of the loose wires around it. He repeated the act with her other nipple, tightly tying the second wire around it.
He was far from finished though. He ripped the cord loose from the toaster, cut the insulation off the end and separated the two wires within, then bound one wire around each of her ears. He searched for something, ignoring her begging and whines and weeping, finally cursing and leaving the galley.
He came back with another severed electrical cord. He cut off the end and then stuffed the wire into her pussy tunnel. Then he plugged the wires into the wall and Jodie's world exploded as she was bathed in flames.
The electricity ripped through her with terrible vengeance, her nerve endings snapping and burning out, her brain frying and overloading. She wailed and howled and shrieked, her body shaking violently, her limbs pulling against the rough cords binding them. Her head thrashed and bounced, smacking against the table again and again.
Buck leaned against a wall watching. At first that was all he did, but after a minute he began jerking off, his cock already fully erect as he watched the girl shake and bounce in a frenzied dance of pain. His fist slid up and down his cock shaft as he watched Jodie's screaming fit, his cock hot and pulsing with excitement.
Then his cock spurted out its white seed, splashing it against her belly as she continued to jerk and thrash like a maddened animal. The boat rocked from side to side as he watched her continued convulsions and he cursed as it overbalanced him and nearly sent him against the table.
Reluctantly, he unplugged the cords from the wall, cut the girl loose, then heaved her partly conscious body over his shoulder and made his way up on deck.
He tossed her onto the cushions of the rear bench and looked around for Bob, spotting him still asleep in the Captain's chair. He scowled and looked around. He could see the white tops as the wind blew over the waves. The air smelled wet and he sensed a storm coming.
He kicked Bob awake. "Wake up, ass-hole."
"Huh? Wassat?" bob slowly came awake, blinking up at him.
"Pull the fucking sails down. There's a storm coming."
"Right away, Buck." he said. He hurried forward into the wind as Buck turned to look at the dazed blonde girl again.
"You don't like it where it's nice and warm and dry, maybe you'll like it up here instead," he scowled.
He dragged her forward into the wind, water already spraying over the sides of the boat as it bobbed in the water. He forced her up front, then pushed her against one of the masts. Bob was already working the rope loose and Buck pushed him away and took it, pulling it free, he tied the end tightly around Jodie's wrists, then jerked it free from the pulley.
The heavy sail slid downward, pulling Jodie up off her feet. She shot up ten, then twenty feet into the air, to hang there by her wrists as Buck tied down the masts. Then Buck and Bob went back down to the stern where the cabin was. They tied the wheel down and went below.
Six
The boat was rocked by greater and greater waves, and the mast swung back and forth, whipping the dangling girl around and around. It began to rain, the rain slicing across her exposed skin as she swung far out over the ocean, only to peak and swing back and over the other side of the boat.
Every time the mast swayed it sent her hurling out over the edge of the boat like Tarzan swinging through the trees. The rain soaked her and the winds ripped across her soft flesh, chilling her to the bone and scouring her flesh.
She emptied her stomach quickly, then, with the last of her strength, tried to control the swinging, to bring her back against the mast. She hoped to catch the mast between her legs and hold there, at least for a little while. She almost achieved her goal, but she greatly underestimated the speed of her swing, and just missed the right angle.
Instead of clutching the mast as she went by she swung straight into it, the mast going between her open legs and smashing right into her crotch, hitting with terrible force and making her scream in pain as her cunt was mashed and crushed. She couldn't get her legs around the mast. All the strength had gone out of her and she hung nearly senseless, swinging back and forth once again.
* * *
By morning the storm had petered out. Sunlight washed over the deck as Buck, scratching his head, came up top and looked around. He yawned tiredly, then gazed up at the girl dangling lifelessly from the rope. He scratched his crotch and ambled forward along the deck to the mast.
He undid the ties holding the mast in place, then turned the pulley wheel, raising the mast and lowering Jodie. When her feet touched the deck he reached out and slapped her face hard. She groaned slightly, though she didn't open her eyes. He nodded, satisfied and untied her from the ropes. She fell to the deck at once and lay unmoving.
"She still alive?" Bob asked, coming on deck.
"Seems so."
"Why don't you just toss her over the side. She's a dumb little cunt. The other one's a lot smarter. Got a better body too."
"Never throw away something you can still use, Bobbie boy. She'll go over the side when I've no more use for her. Pick her up and take her below."
"Okay. You're the boss." Bob shrugged, picking up the still unconscious girl and carrying her down below, then tossing her none to gently on the bunk in one of the cabins.
Kim, who was just across the passage making breakfast in the galley, waited for him to leave, then hurried across and knelt on the bed beside her.
"Jodie? Jodie? Are you all right?" she asked worriedly. She shook the unconscious girl and Jodie's eyes opened just a little.
"Are you okay? I'm sorry I got you in trouble last night, Jodie. You startled me. Did Buck hurt you?"
Jodie didn't answer and Kim's brow wrinkled up as she gazed down at the blonde. She felt Jodie's forehead, that being the only thing she remembered about treating sick people.
"Boy, you're cold. You should get under the covers."
Jodie showed no sign of moving though, so Kim pulled them open and with much grunting and groaning, she managed to roll the blonde into them and pull them up around her chin.
"There. You'll be much warmer now." She sighed.
"Ooops. I forgot the pancakes! I'll save you some for when you're hungry." she assured the girl. Then she hurried out and across the passageway to the galley.
Jodie slept for most of the day, waking only around noon when Buck threw the covers off, spread her legs apart, and plunged his erection deep into her fuck tunnel. He fucked her hard and fast for a few minutes, then came, rolling off and leaving the cabin.
As for Kim, she wasn't finding the company as bad as all that. She was fucked several times that day, and loved every time. She felt incredibly sensuous, wandering around naked with two virile men there, pushing her ass out towards them, waving it from side to side, or maybe arching her back and spreading her legs when she was facing them.
Whether they fucked her cunt, ass-hole, or face, she still loved it, feeling free and wanton and sexy.
Unfortunately for her, she didn't realize just how much she was pissing off Buck. He didn't like giggling, laughing, smiling women running around waving their asses at him, even if they were willing to get it fucked at his slightest whim. To him, it seemed as though she was being arrogant and conceited, showing off her tits and ass like that, as if she were special. She needed a lesson, he thought, and as she kept up her teasing, he decided what it would be.
He pulled her forward, then tied her hands behind her. She wasn't terribly worried. He'd done it before, after all. She stood there, waiting for his next order. And when he ordered her to bend over, she did so at once, expecting to feel his cock slicing between her cunt lips.
Instead, as her two huge tit melons hung below her, he slipped a rope around her right tit and wrapped it tight, so tight it virtually cut her tit orb in half. He wrapped the rope around her other tit then, again making very tight, so tight that she began to weep with pain as the rope squished her tender tit meat.
He grabbed her hair, pulling her erect again, and she cried out with pain as her tit meat stretched and pinched under the rope. Her fat melons bulged out like full water balloons, the skin tight over the meat, the nipples hard and pointing like pencils.
"That hurts!" she whined.
"Good." Buck sneered.
She squirmed and whimpered, struggling to pull her hands free. Buck just looked down at her in amusement, one hand on the pulley. Then he began to slowly turn the wheel. Kim yelped in pain as more and more pressure was placed on her sore titties. Then she cried out in pain, then screamed in agony as Buck kept turning the wheel.
She rose to her toes, howling as her fat tits were pulled upwards, threatening to rip free from her chest. As Buck watched intently, her toes left the deck and she was lifted upwards by her tits alone. At first she continued to struggle as she screamed, but almost at once, realized that every movement increased the agony on her sore and tortured tit meat.
She kept as still as she could, weeping and sobbing as her bloated, distended tit meat held her aloft above the deck. Buck laughed uproariously, slapping the mast in glee as he watched the young woman and her sorely stretched titties slowly rotate on the end of the rope.
Kim's tits were a dark purplish red as they were squashed and the rope bit into them. Tears streamed down her cheeks as the exquisite agony flooded through her. Her tit bags were afire with pain as the rope tore them upwards. She felt a tearing sensation and screamed in terror, thinking her tits were about to pull free.
Buck picked up a thin metal rod. It was, in fact, just a cheap curtain rod that was used to hold the curtains over the windows of one of the cabin. He'd pulled it off earlier, thinking to use it on Jodie, but had decided it would do just as well on Kim.
He swung it a few times, hearing the hard cutting sound it made as it swished through the air. He nodded in satisfaction and moved up behind Kim. She was still slowly swinging in circles but her ass was to him and that was his target.
He raised the rod then swung it forward. It sliced through the air and then cut across Kim's twin buttocks with a terrible angry meaty sound. Kim screamed in shock, then screamed again, the original pain as the rod slashed across her ass doubled as her body jerked forward and gave a sharp tug at her tit orbs.
"Think you're hot stuff, don't you whore?" Buck snarled. He drew back the rod and sliced it across her ass cheeks again, reveling in her terrified screams of agony.
"You're just a cheap piece of cunt meat. You know that?" he sneered. "You ain't got a fuckin' brain in our head. You're just a walkin' cunt, good fer nuthin' but suckin' cocks." He slashed the rod across her ass again and then again, each blow setting her body rocking and jerking, bringing screams and sobs from the tortured girl.
"You think I'm gonna let you go, you stupid fucking hole? Forget it! I'm either gonna cut yer fuckin' tits off and throw you to the sharks, or sell you to some Mexican bordello where a hundred greasy little spicks a day will stick their cocks in you for a dollar apiece.
"If you're real, real nice, I'll sell ya', otherwise I'm gonna cut you open and use you as shark bait." Again the rod slashed across her ass cheeks, which were already covered in ugly, angry red welts.
Kim's trembling body slowly rotated around so her front was to him. Buck glared angrily at her, then slashed the rod across her belly, laughing in pleasure as she shrieked again.
"If you're real nice, pussy, I'll sell you to muh ol' friend Pancho. He's got a real big whorehouse down there. I sold my sisters tah him a long ways back. I bet he'll pay big for a big fitted whore like you."
Again the rod sliced into her skin, slashing against her belly, her hip, her ass cheeks, then her shoulders. He dropped the rod then, stepping closer still. His cock was bulging with lust and he pressed it up between the cheeks of her sore ass.
He took it in his hand and pressed it against her ass-hole, then, holding her against him with one hand, he slowly worked his cock into her anus until his balls lay flat up against her ass cheeks.
He held her thighs apart as he began to slowly pump his dick inside her rectum. She continued to wail and sob in agony as her tits held her aloft. Buck's cock up her ass-hole was little more than a distraction as all her attention was focused on her burning tit meat.
She bit her lip, trying to suppress the terrible tremors that threatened to make her entire body vibrate and tear her free of her fat tit bags. Buck exaggerated his strokes, fucking hard and jerking her body back and forth just to increase the pain on her wounded melons.
Then he pulled out of her ass and turned her around. He laughed again, grabbing her legs behind the knees and pulling them up and apart. He lifted her legs way up until Kim's body was almost horizontal, held that way by her tits and his hands behind her knees.
He gazed down at her sniveling face and snickered in amusement, then pushed his cock against her pussy, holding her up by a hand under her ass while he slowly worked it into her, then grabbing both knees again and thrusting home.
He didn't even have to move his hips. Instead, he just jerked her body back and forth, swinging it by the rope as he held her legs, slapping her pelvis against him repeatedly, ignoring her whimpers and begging appeals for mercy.
Her body swung easily, the two bulging tit orbs now a bright white, robbed of blood by the tightness of the binding rope around them. His cock slid in and out of her fuck box, sucked and rasped by her succulent cunt flesh. He felt his balls getting ready to explode and began to hump into her even as he swung her back and forth faster and faster. no
Then his dick blew off, dumping wad after wad of white sperm down into her cunt pit. He gave a sigh of pleasure and let go of her legs, dropping her full weight back onto her tits. She shrieked again and he laughed and moved back to the lever, undoing it and letting her back down to her feet.
He untied the rope from her tits and watched as she knelt there, bent over, moaning and whining as the blood slowly returned to her wounded mammaries. He moved over to where he'd dropped the little steel rod and lifted it off the deck, then came back to stand above Kim.
He gripped her thick hair and pulled her upright on her knees. Her tits were now a dark red and she was whimpering in pain as pins and needles bit into her tit sacks.
"Bet that feels good, huh baby?" he snickered. He reached down and gave her right tit a little squeeze and Kim yowled in pain, begging him not to touch them. He laughed again, letting it go, then he pulled the rod up and slashed it down directly across the center of both tits, right over the nipples.
The pain exploded in Kim's brain like a geyser of white hot lava. She screamed loud enough to drown out a foghorn. Even Buck jumped back, putting a hand to his ear as she howled and wailed in tortured agony. She collapsed forward, her face on the deck and her tits pressed against her knees as sobbed piteously.
"Prayin' to mecca, slut?" he sniggered. "Didn't know you was arab."
"What the hell was that noise? You kill the whore?" Bob asked, coming on deck.
"Nah. She's still alive."
"She don't look bad. What'd you do? It sounded like you'd cut her fucking cunt open."
"Didn't touch it, just gave her titties a little slap is all."
"Girls' sure do hate it when ya' hit their tits, don't they?" Bob sighed.
"Where's that blonde bitch."
"Still below, I suppose."
"Well bring her up here. The deck is starting to get really shitty looking. Get the whores to clean it off."
"Sure thing, Buck."
For the rest of the afternoon, Jodie and Kim scrubbed the deck, using their own toothbrushes and a pail of soapy water. One time while they were working, Buck came along and dropped on his knees behind Jodie, plunging his cock down her ass-hole and sodomising her while she worked.
He slapped her in the head when she stopped scrubbing and so she had to continue to scrub away at the deck as he screwed his cock up and down in her ass tunnel. After they were finished, Buck tossed the bucket of dirty water on both of them, commenting about how filthy and sweaty they both were.
"Fucking dirty little whores," he sneered.
"Dirty cunts." Bob echoed.
"Stinking dogs. Nobody ever teach you how to take a bath or a shower?" Buck glowered with false anger.
The two men whispered together, Bob snickering and laughing several times from what Buck was saying. Then they grabbed Kim and half dragged her forward to the very tip of the bow.
The dropped her over the front of the boat, her arms tied above her to the port and starboard rails, her body bent painfully backwards, her legs pulled wide and held back by longer ropes, one leg going back along the starboard side, the other along the port.
She looked very much like a ship's figurehead, her body pressed tightly back against the bow, limbs spread apart, chest thrust out, head pulled back. All they needed, as Bob said, was some paint. He even suggested actually painting her over and leaving her like that, though he wasn't sure the paint would keep her body from wasting away after she died.
He turned the boat into the waves so every second or third one splashed up over her chest, soaking her completely. She had to be careful to hold her breath as the bow plunged into each trough so she wouldn't drown when the wave slammed into her.
Since there was only room for one figurehead on a bow, they had to decide then what to do with Jodie. Buck solved that problem by tying a long rope to her wrists and then just tossing her off the stern. They dragged her behind the boat through the water, laughing at the she made as she bounced and cut through the waves.
She had swallowed about a quart of seawater and had almost drowned by the time they dragged her back aboard. And then Buck went "ooops" and pushed her overboard again. Again they let her be dragged back in the water for a long while before pulling her out.
Afterwards, two bedraggled, exhausted, dripping naked females knelt on the deck, their chests heaving as they fought for breath and coughed out water they'd swallowed.
"Now maybe we'll have a little more obedience from you two holes so we won't have to do this again," He said, with an arrogant, snide smile on his face.
Seven
The boat slowly made its way down the coast to Mexico. Buck wasn't in any hurry to get there, enjoying the pleasures of the luxury yacht, including the two soft bodies aboard with him. At last, though, they hove to off the coast and waited for Buck's friends to come aboard.
He and Bob were slouching back on the stern seats, sipping from the last of the beer aboard when Pancho, Smoky Joe, and Eddie Hernandez came aboard. Jodie and Kim were on the deck, doing a hot sixty-nine on each other as the guys watched.
They didn't bother to get up as the other three came aboard. Buck waved them to seats as he watched the performance. The three eagerly sat down, watching as well, appreciative of both the excellence of the young womens bodies but also the apparent enthusiasm they showed in their cunt licking.
"Hot little bitches there, Buck." Eddie commented.
"Yeah, ain't they? They's sisters too."
"Really? Hot stuff!"
"Good show, yeah." Smoky said.
"They come with the boat?" Pancho enquired.
"Yeah. They was aboard."
"You train em'? "
"Yeah. Hey! You two dogs, stop that. Come over here and suck my feet."
At once, the two lovely young women unwrapped themselves from each other and crawled over to kneel in front of Buck, grabbing his ankles and beginning to lick at his feet and suck his toes. The three newcomers looked on interested.
"Not bad." Pancho commented. "Why'nt you get rid o' the blonde's glasses?
"She can't see nuthin' without em'. "
"She ain't gotta see nuthin to fuck."
"Yeah, but she's gotta cook an' clean. Anyway, she looks cute with them on." They looked pretty well trained."
"They are, man. How much you offerin."
"For them? Where they from."
"California?"
"Ahhhh, I dunno man. The fuckin' DEA is all over the place here. I'm afraid they might hear something about these cunts being in my place and cause trouble."
"Ahh, come on. You got lots of cunts at your place."
"Yeah, but these two would make a fuss. Everybody'll wanna fuck them, especially the blonde. Mexicans love fucking blondes."
"You got Americans there."
"Yeah, but they been there for a couple of years. Those bitches don' even know their own names anymore."
"Hey, cunts. Lie back and play with yourself." Buck ordered. The two girls dropped back onto the deck spread their legs wide and began to stroke their breasts and slid their fingers into their pussies.
"Lookit that, man. That's good product." Buck argued. "Be a fuckin' shame to have to deep six them. Hey, cunts. Get on your knees and show us your asses."
Kim and Jodie rolled over onto their knees, lifting their asses and pushing them out towards the men watching. They continued to pump their cunts, their hands between their legs as they grunted and humped in and out.
"That is nice stuff." Pancho sighed. "I could make a lot of money out of that."
"Yeah, man. Big profit margin." Buck said.
"But it's too dangerous right now."
"Awww."
"I know who might take dem dough. Dose fuckin' Japs that in port are lookin' fer' a girl or two to breeng back with dem on der freighter. Dey lost de last one when she fall overboard. Actually, I theenk she jumped. But anyway, dey lookin' for another cunt an' I bet dey'd love to have a couple of Yankee girls."
"Okay. Now you're talkin'. "
"Clean em' up. I send over one of my girls to do der hair. You got any clothes for dem'? "
"There's some aboard somewhere." Buck said.
"Good, dress em' up like good leetle Americun girls, jeans, sheerts, dat kind of stuff. I'll send Harimoko over to take a look at em'. If he-likes em', he'll make you an offer."
"Okay. Good job."
"Now, what about de cargo?"
"We can take a lot of shit in this tub. All we need is a paint job and a name change. Then you can load her up an' we'll head back north."
"I got the guys coming this afternoon." Hernandez said.
"Good. We can load up tonight then."
"Course," Pancho coughed. "I gotta sample de merchandise before I recommend em' to good customers like Harimoko."
"Well, go ahead."
"I think I take the blonde Beech."
"Fine. Fine." Buck waved negligently. Pancho stood up and grabbed Jodie by her hair, jerking her up off her knees and tugging her along behind him as he headed below. He pushed her into the first cabin he came to and shoved her onto the bed on her knees.
"Nice round leettle ass jou got, blondie." he said, sliding his hands over her rounded buttocks.
"Thank you." she whispered.
"I gotta steeck my cock up between dem." he sighed, taking his pants off and pressing his hard-on up between her ass cheeks. He ground himself against her, his hands sliding up under her tits and squeezing them roughly. He sucked and nibbled at her throat as he ground his pelvis into her, rocking up and down to fuck his cock up and down between her ass cheeks.
Then he gave a sigh and pushed her down onto her elbows, taking his cock in his hand and pushing the head against her cunt slit.
"Wha' happen' to jour pussy hair?" he asked, noting her bald crotch.
"Buck burned most of my hair off and then he made me shave off the rest."
"Look good. Jes like a leetle geerl." he snickered. He pushed his cockhead between her cunt lips and drove his cock several inches deep into her fuck tunnel.
He worked his cock balls deep into her cunt sheath and rested there momentarily, enjoying her tightness and heat. His hands caressed her body, squeezing, pinching, kneading.
Then he slowly drew the length of his manhood back down her pussy tunnel and thrust into her hard. She grunted as his cock skewered her, but held her place. He drew back once again, then thrust forward.
"I like to ride em' hard." he grunted, thrusting forward again. "I fuck girls like dey wan' it, hard an' fast. Ride de' beeches to the groun' I say." He hammered his pelvis into her ass cheeks, rocking her forward.
His hands massaged her shoulders as he began to stroke into her. He gripped the top of her shoulders and began jerking her back against his thrusts, then abruptly, slid his hands down and gripped her wrists, pulling them straight down along her body, against either hip, using them as handles to jerk her backwards.
He began to thrust into her with tremendous force, at the same time, jerking on her wrists hard. Each savage thrust stabbed his cock deep into her belly, his pelvis hammering against her ass cheeks and throwing her body forward, but then he instantly jerked back on her wrists, slapping her ass cheeks back to meet his next hard thrust.
His cock was like a jackhammer as he pistoned it within her. His loins hammered against her buttocks, setting them bouncing and dancing. She had never before, even by Buck, been fucked so hard, so fast. Her glasses bounced and jerked on her face, then fell off completely.
The bed shook like an earthquake as Pancho battered her ass with his hips and stabbed her cunt with his cock spike. His prick sawed back and forth across her clitty like it was made of sandpaper. The outraged little bud began to steam and sizzle under the tremendous onslaught, and soon was sending hot bursts of steam up into the jiggling girl's belly.
Her arms were almost wrenched out of their sockets as he jerked her back even harder, his fuck staff" pounding into her body. Her soft pink cunt entrance was drilled by his high speed fuck tool, her flesh burned by the tremendous friction as it ripped into her.
Crackling electrical discharges rippled all along her body, searing her insides with their violent energies. She was dazed by the thunderous pounding and the sweltering heat pouring out of her fuck pit. Her body was battered and bruised, aching and exhausted, yet exultant with new found energy, fevered and burning with lust.
She closed her eyes and let her mouth go slack as she was rocked by multiple concussions from orgasmic explosions. She whimpered in delight and purred in high intensity sexual bliss. A clamoring jangle of sexual rapture slashed across her body.
Deep inside her belly, Pancho's prick spewed out a hot load of steamy white jism that splashed and gurgled into the center of her womb. That was no shock to her womb, of course, which had been drenched in male seed over the past several days.
She opened her mouth and gave a soundless cry of gratification and ecstatic bliss, her body flaming hot and blasting out high tension sexual heat. She was rocked by the force of it, her mind numbed and blasted by the repeated waves of stunning sexual lightning.
Pancho gave a sigh of relief and let go of her wrists. She immediately collapsed on her face on the bed, gasping for breath. Pancho was not through though. He crawled up to the other end of the bed and sat down, his legs apart.
He gripped her hair and pulled her upwards until her face was over his softening cock, then rubbed her face against the glistening wet fuck tool. Jodie didn't need to be told what to do. She was tired, drained from the powerful climax. Nevertheless, she got her hands up in front of her and began to fondle his cock.
His prick was soaked in her cum juices and his jism as she took it between her lips and began to softly suckle on the head. She rolled his balls in her hands and massaged his cock shaft, sucking in more and more of his soft tool, letting it curl up inside her oral cavity.
She pressed her soft lips against the base of his cock shaft and ran her tongue all over his curled up cock as it nestled inside her mouth. She felt it throb and pulse with energy, slowly hardening and trying to unfurl inside her.
She let her lips draw back down his cock, pressing them hard around the shaft as she sucked vigorously. His cock was half hard by the time she reached his head. She halted there, still sucking as she rasped her tongue back and forth on the underside of the head.
He bent his legs at the knees, drawing his legs together around her head, squeezing his thighs against her ears and pinning her between them. Abruptly, he turned over, flipping her over onto her back as he knelt over her, sitting on his heels.
Her head was boxed in between his crotch and his thighs as he sat down over her. His cock was still in her mouth and he began to slowly hump down into her. He pulled her hands away, pushing them down on either side of her head, pinning them beneath his knees as he began to fuck into her mouth with greater speed.
He pumped his cock into the open hole of her mouth, knowing she could do nothing to restrain him. His pole was rock hard as he ran it through her lips and mashed the head against the back of her mouth.
He pulled his prong out of her mouth then and let it lie across her face. His crotch was right down against her chin as he slowly rubbed the length of his prick back and forth across her face. Then he pulled back, and thrust his cock through her lips again.
Jodie's vision, as blurred as it was without her glasses, was completely filled by Pancho's sliding cock, his inner thighs, his crotch, and then the rest of him rising up behind it, all the way to his head, far, far above her.
He was beginning to gasp and pant as his excitement mounted. He leaned far forward, like a jockey in his final mile, his body squeezing Jodie's head in from all sides as he savagely stroked his cock down into her open mouth, his cockhead mashing and crashing against the back of her mouth, making her choke and couch as she suckled on it.
His thighs were crushing her ears as he pushed them tightly against her. His belly came down on her face as his hands came down on top of her head and gripped hard. His cock stabbed straight down into her mouth as he bounced up and down on top of the hapless blonde girl.
His cock thrust again and again, a hard, pumping shaft that pounded down into her open mouth hole as he rode her face. Then he gave a gasp of delight and his cum began to pour out, gushing down into her mouth, filling up her oral cavity and overflowing over her lips, dribbling down her cheeks and over her chin.
"UHHhhhhhhhhhh ... Niiiice!" he groaned, finally sitting up, sitting back on her chest as he gazed down at her weary face. "You give good face, beetch." he snickered. He got up then, pulling his pants back up as he moved out into the passageway.
Jodie didn't move, just lay there for a long time recovering. She wasn't as completely numb as she acted, and had understood, sort of, what Buck and the others had been talking about. Into her mind came the thought that she had to get away, had to escape. Her mind was muddled and bleary, but she still remembered the dinghy, which she thought was probably still up on deck near the front of the boat.
She staggered to her feet, moving down the empty passageway to the front of the boat. She fell a couple of times but made it to the trap door, then pushed it open. It fell with a crash against the deck and she climbed through. There before her was the dinghy.
She fell on it, grabbing it in her arms and then lifting it up as she got to her feet again. She swayed drunkenly, then wobbled across to the railing and jumped overboard.
She landed with a tremendous splash, and more by luck than anything else, her hand pulled the release on the dinghy's air cylinder and it blew up within seconds. The air revived her a little and she was able to hang onto the dinghy and then slowly climb aboard.
Of course, all five men were up on deck and had seen her very clearly. And neither the boat, nor the dinghy was going anywhere at the moment. A couple of them snickered as they saw the blonde blithely dog paddling as she leaned over the side of the dinghy.
Buck snarled in disgust and walked forward along the deck, then picked up a boat hook and reached over, catching the end of the dinghy and drawing it back against the yacht. Jodie didn't even notice that her little boat had been caught. She continued to dog paddle it in the other direction.
Buck leaned way over and grabbed her by the hair, jerking her back. She hit the side of the wooden boat with a wail of protest, then cried out as he lifted her upward by the hair, grabbing one of her tits as well to haul her back aboard the yacht.
"Stupid little cunt!" he growled, backhanding her, knocking her back against the wheelhouse. "When are you gonna learn to stay where you're put, you dumb hole?"
He slammed her into the wheelhouse again, taking her head in his hands and banging her face down on the top of the wheelhouse, which was about chest high to her. Next to her was a hammer and some nails that had been sitting on the roof of the wheelhouse for days now.
In a rage, he grabbed up a hammer and nail, and grabbed Jodie's right tit in his hand, squeezing it hard, jamming it against the wheelhouse roof. He took the nail in his right hand and jammed the pointy end down into her soft red pink flesh.
Jodie squealed in agony as the nail pierced her nipple and went on through to the wheelhouse. She writhed and wriggled and bawled in pain. Buck kept her pressed against the wheelhouse, his body pushing tight against hers.
He pushed the nail down harder, then picked up the hammer and slammed it down onto the head of the nail. Again the girl screamed as the point pushed through her nipple. Several more hard blows sent the nail all the way into the wood with the head pressing against her nipple, pinning it to the roof.
Buck laughed, grabbing her other tit and mashing it against the cabin roof, then stabbing a second nail into it. Again Jodie howled in pain, struggling wildly to push him away, but he brought the hammer down anyway, stabbing the nail all the way through her agonized nipple and hammering it fully into the wood.
He moved away then, leaving the sobbing girl to pry uselessly at the nails with her fingers, unable to move away from the side of the wheelhouse.
"That'll keep you in place, you stinking whore." Buck sneered.
He lashed out with his foot, kicking her hard in the ass, ripping her nipples against the nails holding them. She screamed again, her hands reaching out and grabbing the corner of the roof, holding herself in place to prevent her nipples from being pulled or twisted.
Buck laughed, kicking her again and again in the ass, then stepping up behind her and taking his cock out of his pants, pushing it up against her ass-hole. He worked his cockhead into her anus, then thrust hard, almost jerking her off her feet as he rammed his prong up into her rectum.
The other men stood nearby watching, some with amused looks. Kim was standing in front of Smoky. He had been toying with her, using a vibrator to perk up her nipples and clitty, and she was incredibly hot, or had been before she'd witnessed her sister's mutilation.
Still, as she stood there, watching in consternation, Smoky stood behind her, his hands softly caressing her body, sliding over her belly, coasting up around her breasts, and sliding down between her shapely thighs to rasp over her clitty.
As he watched Bucks' cock thrusting up into Jodie's ass-hole, Smoky, a short, but muscular black man, carefully manipulated the big titted brunette's clit, his fingers rubbing back and forth between her cunt lips, carefully grinding across the clit.
Kim's clitty hardened and her excitement ignited once again, her body pulsing with hot desire. She watched with some fascination now, as Buck skewered Jodie's tight ass-hole, in a way, admiring the strength of his hard thrusts as he sent his cock high into her sister's anus with each stroke.
Her ass cheeks were pushing back against Smoky's groin and she could easily detect the bulge in his shorts as he pressed himself against her. His fingers were doing wonderful things down between her thighs and she was about ready to collapse from the rubbery weakness of her legs.
Then he pushed down on her back, bending her over. She thrilled inside her belly, wanting his cock, wanting it, not in her cunt, but up her ass-hole like Jodie. She groaned in anticipation, bending forward, her eyes still on Bucks' cock as it reamed out Jodie's anus.
Then she felt Smoky Joe's cock pushing against her own crinkled anal opening. She spread her legs a little and reached back, grabbing her ass cheeks and pulling them apart, encouraging him to thrust his boner into her own back pipe.
He took up the invitation, pressing his hard fuck pole against her ass-hole and slowly forcing it inside. With just the head lodged inside the nubile girl, he began to twist his cock around, working a way for it to drive deeper.
Kim helped him, abandoning any control of her ass-hole, consciously relaxing her muscles and humping her ass back against him. He started to pump into her, first with small strokes, but then getting deeper and longer and faster. Kim slowly straightened, pressing her back against his chest.
He grunted, his hands cupping, them his fingers squeezing up into her malleable tit sacks. Her melons mashed and shifted, thick gelatinous tit meat oozing out between his splayed fingers as he buried them in her heavy mammary flesh.
Kim stood straight, her legs parted, her ass-hole full of cock meat. Smoky stooped, drawing out half the length of his cock, then straightened, thrusting high into her belly, sending his cock knob up deep inside her.
"Ohhhhh!" she gasped, her eyes fluttering. His cock felt hard and caused cramps as it mashed up into the very base of her ass tunnel. He drew back, then thrust up again, and she closed her eyes, grinding her ass cheeks back against his pelvis.
Smoky began to fuck into her with long slow strokes, his hands continuing to fondle her fat mammary melons, but also sliding down over her belly and in between her legs, manipulating her clitty into hotter and hotter bursts of sexual pleasure
Her eyes were bleary, but she still could see how Buck was ramming his pole into Jodie's ass-hole. In the process he was ramming his body into hers, crushing her against the side of the wheelhouse.
Jodie could do nothing to oppose him. Her hands still clutched desperately to the corner of the wheelhouse, seeking to prevent her tits from moving around and tearing her nipples on the nails. As Kim watched, he gripped Jodie hard, both arms going tight around her belly as he rammed his cock balls deep into her anus, lifting her off her feet as he crushed her in a savage embrace.
Then her view was blocked as Eddie Hernandez stepped in front of her. She looked up dazedly as he pressed his lips against hers. She reached up and put her arms around his neck, her tongue pushing into his mouth as he pressed his body against hers.
He raised her left leg, holding it in mid-air as he took his cock and centered it against her tight little slit. Kim whimpered slightly, both in confusion and fear as she felt her crotch flesh stretched tightly, his cock slowly eased inside her.
Smoky held still, his cock fully buried up her ass-hole, while Eddie worked his own dick into her cunt tunnel. They both buried their prongs inside her belly and Kim got a bloated sensation as she squeezed down with her muscles and felt both long thick cocks up inside her.
"Oh God!" she whimpered. That was all she had time to say as both men then began to thrust their cocks back and forth inside her. She was impaled on the twin lances as Smokey and Eddie developed a pattern to their strokes, both working in tandem to drive the luscious, voluptuous young girl mad with sexual pleasure.
When they alternated their strokes Kim floated on a delirious sea of wanton pleasure, but when they both would pull back together, then thrust in together, a tremendous blast of high energy sexual ecstasy would roar through her skull.
It took only a couple of such twin thrust to drive her over the edge into a clamoring, ringing, blasting sexual climax, a climax that sapped her strength and drove her mind into dazed oblivion. Her legs gave way, but she was easily held up by them, and they continued their double fucking.
They alternated again for several minutes, then again began the double thrust, both cocks jamming into her belly as one, throwing her upwards, blasting her with sexual gratification. Again she came, her head falling back against Smoky's chest, then falling forward against Eddie, then back against Smoky as she grunted mindlessly, her body trembling and shaking.
They lowered her to her knees, then Eddie dropped onto his back, pulling her atop him, her cunt dropping heavily onto his up-thrust prong. She gave a wondrous gasp of pleasure, her breasts mashing against his chest as she hugged him tightly.
Then he began to thrust up into her, Smoky following suit by also thrusting down into her. Both men could now move their hips faster, both now having better angles to launch their attacks from. They began to rut into her with wild abandon, their pricks ripping back and forth in her small tight belly, driving her to higher and higher levels of sexual abandonment.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" was all she could say, repeated again and again in a dazed, moan. Her legs were spread wide as the two pricks jammed into her crotch holes, and her entire lower region was a mass of blazing heat. Her jaw hung slack as she groaned and moaned.
Then Pancho knelt beside them. He grabbed her thick hair, jerking her head up and back, then thrust his cock between her lips. She gave a gurgle of surprise, then began to suck eagerly, her lips tight as he pumped his cock between them, her tongue moving rapidly against this ridged, purplish prick.
Buck was still reaming out the groaning Jodie's ass-hole. That left only Bob, all by himself. He wasn't one to be left out of things though, especially this kind of thing. He jumped up onto the roof of the wheelhouse, crawling across to where Jodie was standing.
He knelt at the edge, his knees both mashing down directly onto the blonde girl's tortured titties. She squealed in pain, trying to push him off", but he just laughed, grabbing her face and holding it as he pushed his cock between her lips.
Buck continued to hammer his body against hers, her front bruised and battered by the repeated blows against the side of the wheelhouse, her back in little better shape from the constant pummeling of his heavily muscled body.
She felt Bob's cock push hard against the back of her mouth, then gurgled in fear and horror as his cockhead thrust straight down her throat. Bob started fucking his cock up and down her throat as Buck worked his cock around in her anus, changing the angles of his thrust with every stroke to churn up every last inch of her insides.
Buck seized her wrists, pulling them up and back, locking them together behind her head as he pummeled her anus. He drew back, forcing her to arch her back, tearing her tits against the nails. She whimpered in pain, her tits white hot now, both because of the nails through her nipples and because Bob was kneeling on them with all his weight.
She could hardly complain though, especially since she was starting to turn white from lack of oxygen. Bob's cock was buried deep in her throat and he continued to rut down into it, the cock-knob riding up and down her throat like an elevator in a shaft, showing no indication of leaving any time soon.
Eight
Kim Swallowed hard as Pancho's cock began to shoot out wads of salty white seed. Her mouth was soon coated with sperm, the taste delightful as her head swam with sexual delirium.
Her crotch was being pummeled by the twin cock skewering her. Eddie was humping upward with all his strength, his cock slamming up into her cunt with ferocious force, the head hammering against her cervix and causing blistering blasts of orgasmic delight.
Smoky Joe's cock was pummeling her rectum, his hips smashing brutally hard into her ass cheeks, crushing and mashing them, bruising her with the power of their impact. She came again, the very taste of the cum filling her mouth setting her off".
Her cunt clasped down hard on Eddie's prick, squeezing with brute force, forcing out another torrent of cum, sucking it down deep into her womb to slosh around in her belly. Her ass-hole clamped down on Smoky Joe's prong as well, and another long series of cum wads spat down into her guts.
Her body soaked up cum like a sponge, and as she came yet again, she found herself wishing that there were more and more men, more and more cocks, that she would indeed find this bordello that Buck was talking about and be fucked constantly day in and day out.
She imagined a continuous series of cocks thrusting into her cunt and ass-hole and face, and soared through the blissful, agonizingly powerful orgasmic gale.
Bob pulled his cock out of her throat just in time to keep Jodie from collapsing unconscious. He fisted the shaft, squeezing and jerking off as he rubbed it against her face. Then it spurted, the cum shooting out into her face, covering her in a silky coating of sperm.
Buck finished with her anus, slamming his loins into her one final time as his cock sent his jism up into her anus. Then he pulled out, leaving her there, in a half conscious heap, her hands desperately clutching the roof of the wheelhouse to prevent herself from falling away and tearing her nipples.
* * *
Kim was sent back downstairs to make some snacks while the guys talked business. Pancho left to find his Japanese friend and arrange for the drugs to be delivered to the yacht. Jodie, of course, stayed where she was, half collapsed over the wheelhouse.
Eddie and Buck left to arrange for some guns to be delivered, and Smoky went ashore to get some food and beer for the journey north. Buck was left alone with the two girls. He was too busy to really enjoy himself though.
He went below, taking big garbage bags and gathering up all the personal effects of the girls and their family. After the yacht was painted, he wanted no reminders about of what it had once been. He had no intention of being connected with the disappearance of the two girls.
He'd already decided to sell the brunette to the Japs, but he'd have to kill the blonde. The brunette was a stupid, mindless bimbo slut and would never have to be worried about, but he wasn't going to live with the possibility of the blonde getting lose and finding her way to a police station somewhere.
He ignored the two, except to have Kim clean out the forward cabin of all her junk. She wasn't very happy but did as she was told of course. Still, the idea of giving him all her nice clothes, especially those bathing suits she'd gone to a dozen stores to find, angered her a lot more than getting repeatedly raped did.
Pancho arrived, bearing with him a hundred kilos of cocaine. He and Buck carefully placed it in the cupboards in the galley, then had a few drinks to celebrate what they both hoped would be a profitable trip.
Shortly after that the Japanese captain of the freighter in port arrived. Buck brought Kim back from her cabin. She was wearing super tight jeans and a tank top, the first clothes she'd worn in days. The Japanese man's eyes nearly bugged out of his face when he saw her.
To Buck's orders, she did a slow strip tease, then sat back on the kitchen table and began to masturbate. The Captain could barely hold back his enthusiasm and the other three could easily see the hard bulge in his pants.
Buck offered to let him sample the merchandise himself but the man declined, apparently too dignified to screw Kim with the others present. So Kim was sent back to her cabin while they dickered over price. They finally settled on a good sum and the Captain left, with a promise to send a boat after nightfall.
Pancho left with him, needing to set things right at his whore house before the trip began. Buck continued working through the cabins, pulling out all the personal gear he could find. He ignored Kim, considering her little more than merchandise, and sold merchandise at that.
With him busy in the back, Kim snuck out of her cabin and down the passageway to the front of the boat, then crawled through the trap door. She looked around, but saw nobody, so she crawled back along the deck, very careful to look every few feet. She reached the wheelhouse and saw that there was nobody else topside except her, and of course, Jodie.
She crawled up to her sister, then stood up, patting Jodie's head in sympathy. Jodie looked up weakly, her eyes blinking.
"Just keep quiet." Kim whispered, producing the hammer.
She worked the forks against the bottom of the nail head as gently as she could, then slowly drew the nail up out of Jodie's right nipple. Jodie whimpered and moaned, gritting her teeth as the nail slid up out of her torn nipple.
But at last the nail came free and Jodie heaved a huge sigh of relief, clutching her breast tightly. Kim then worked the claw under the other nail, slowly prying it up and out of the wheelhouse roof, and of course, out of Jodie's nipple.
With the nail free, Jodie almost collapsed, falling back against her sister. Kim clutched her tightly around the waist, supporting her as the willowy blonde's legs gave way beneath her. Kim lowered her to her knees, hugging her tightly.
Jodie kept clutching her breasts and sobbing. Kim cooed her sympathy, patting Jodie's back, running her finger through Jodie's hair, pushing it back out of her face.
"Let me see. Let me see." she whispered, prying Jodie's hand away from her right nipple.
Finally she got the hand away and looked down at the wounded titty. Somewhat to her surprise, there was no blood, though there was a very obvious hole in the middle of the little pink nipple.
She reached down and held the nipple between thumb and forefinger, pressing gently as she rolled it between her digits.
"Does that hurt?" she cooed with concern. The nipple felt very strange to her sensitive fingers, the hole making an odd little ridge in the middle of the middle of the little pink nub. "It doesn't look bad," she said.
"Poor Jodie." she sighed, rubbing the nipple. She bent over and looked at it more carefully, fascinated by the sight of the hole through it. She couldn't help wondering whether the little bud would still be sensitive, or whether it had been destroyed forever.
There was a dark sliver just inside the little hole. She could both see it and feel it with her fingertip. It seemed to be a sliver of wood. She pushed at it, then bent and pushed her tongue against the holed nipple, pushing the very tip of her tongue against the hole.
She rubbed the tongue back and forth against the hole, then drew back to see if she'd got the sliver out. She hadn't. She bent down again, licking at Jodie's nipple with more force. Then she closed her lips around the sore little nubbin and began to gently suckle.
She stopped and looked at the still sniffling Jodie, rubbing at the tears across her cheeks. "Does that hurt?" she asked. "No." Jodie said in a small voice. "It ... it feels better when you do that." Kim smiled and bent to the nipple again, closing her soft pink lips around it and gently sucking once again.
Her fingers softly caressed the underside of Jodie's breast, gliding over the warm skin. She shifted her lip over to the other nipple, easily pushing the lithe young blonde girl's hand away and closing her lips around the other bud.
She suckled carefully, wanting to ease her sister's pain. She noted in passing that the nipples were hardening, and felt gladdened, realizing that they hadn't been ruined at all, but were obviously still sensitive.
She tentatively slid her hand down between Jodie's legs and began to rub softly over the blonde's bare cunt slit, her fingers sliding between the little pink lips and caressing Jodie's clit. The clit was already partly swollen and swelled even further as her fingers played with it.
Jodie moaned and then sighed, her eyes closing as she sat back on her heels. She clutched Kim's shoulders as the other girl bent over, still suckling at her breasts. The heat rising from her belly began to wash away the pain from her nipples and Jodie relaxed in her sister's care.
She sagged downward, slowly sliding down onto her back. Kim followed her down, laying beside her on the deck, heedless of being discovered. She suckled avidly on Jodie's wounded nipple, her right hand sliding back and forth over the young blonde's clitty, two fingers worming their way into Jodie's fuck tunnel.
She moved her lips from Jodie's nipple to her face, showering her cheeks with little kisses. Then her lips pushed down against Jodie's and her sister responded passionately. Their tongues rolled together in a soft, sensual kiss of hot sexual lust.
Kim's own tit was sliding back and forth against Jodie's, their hard nipples scratching along each other's super sensitive tit skin. Jodie's right hand slid up between Kim's legs and two fingers eased into the brunette's fuck hole, driving deep inside and twisting around as her thumb began to grind against the clitty.
Kim moaned, humping down against Jodie's hand, working her own fingers harder and faster in Jodie's cunt tunnel as she shifted her mouth, tonguing a hot trial down over Jodie's jaw, down her throat and chest to her left nipple, where she sucked hard and tongued the holed bud.
She nibbled gently, her saliva covering the center of Jodie's tit and helping to ease the pain on her nipple. Jodie plunged a third finger up Kim's fuck tunnel, pumping steadily as the other girl ground her box down on the digits.
Kim scuttled around, kneeling above her sister's face, then slowly lowering her cunt downward as she brought her own face down against Jodie's crotch. She began to slurp and suck at Jodie's cunt, her fingers still sliding back and forth in the cunt sheath.
Jodie looked up into her sister's wet cunt slit and sighed in pleasure. She reached up with her hands, grasping Kim's full buttocks and squeezing them, drawing the other girl's cunt downward further, bringing her cunt directly over her mouth.
She pushed her nose into Kim's cunt, rubbing it up and down the cunt slit as she began to tongue her clitty. Her tongue moved faster and faster, rasping against the humming, vibrating little piece of flesh as she humped herself up into Kim's face.
She jammed her tongue deep into the sucking pink fuck hole, pressing her lips hard around the slit and sucking hard. She gulped down the hot juices as her sister's fuck honey slurped into her mouth.
She slid her hand down off Kim's ass and stabbed a finger into the other girl's cunt. She pressed the tip up against Kim's clitty, then closed another finger on the bud from the outside, squeezing the two digits tightly together, then rubbing them back and forth.
Kim moaned into Jodie's cunt, her knees bouncing on the deck as a tremendous orgasmic storm ripped through her body. She thrust her own fingers deep into Jodie's cunt sheath, rasping her tongue over the blonde girl's clitty with wild abandon.
She whipped her tongue from side to side, massaging the hard little clit with desperate passion, her own body rippling and shaking with sexual gratification, pleasure roaring through her like a tornado. She slammed her fingers into Jodie's twat, working a fourth finger into the sucking hot little tunnel.
Then Jodie began to bounce up and down beneath her. Kim jerked and shuddered herself, barely managing to hold on as Jodie bucked like a maddened bronco, her ass cheeks slapping up and down on the deck as the girl warbled and moaned in ecstasy.
"What the fuck is going on here?"
Kim looked up guiltily and saw Buck glaring down at them. She moaned in fear and frustration, just then remembering her plan to get Jodie free and escape in the little dinghy. Buck grabbed her by the hair, dragging her to her feet, then grabbed Jodie by the hair and dragged her up as well.
He held both of them in his big hands, shaking them like rats as he shifted his furious gaze from one to the other and then back again.
"You fuckin' lesbo whores! he yelled. "You stinking filthy little cunt holes! I give an order and you think you can just do whatever the fuck you want! Well I've had it with you two bitches! That's it for both of you! You're finished!"
He dragged them forward to the sail, then slammed kim against the front of the wheelhouse. She hit the wall hard and slid to the deck as he dragged Jodie to the mast and loosened the rope around the pulley. He pulled it up and tied a slip knot, then put a noose around her slim throat.
"No!" Kim gasped, jumping to her feet and running at him. He backhanded her and threw her back, then turned Jodie around, pulled a leather cord from his pocket and tied her wrists tightly behind her.
Kim got up and ran forward again and he seized her in his hands, turning her around and producing a second leather strip. He bound her wrists behind her as well, then pushed her back against Jodie's.
He widened the noose and pulled it around Kim's throat as well, then tightened it so both were gasping.
"I hate stinking cunts!" he raged. He looked around and found the thin rod he'd used on Kim's ass before. He reached down and picked it up, then slashed it across Jodie's tits.
Jodie gargled in pain, her breath hacking and gasping against the rope constricting it. He slashed it down again, cutting a long thin red line across her titties. He cracked it down across her belly again and again, then raised it and brought it down on her hip.
He moved around to the other side and whipped the rod into Kim's thick, tender meat, the rod cutting her big fat right tit in half as it sank deep into the meaty flesh. She screamed in pain, the scream stifled by the rope around her throat.
He brought the rod down over and over, making the tit meat jiggle and bounce and jerk as the rod cut into it, leaving dark angry lines across the perfect round mammaries. The two girls jerked and shuddered as he circled them, cringing the hard steel rod down on their soft bodies, bringing pain searing across their minds.
They jerked and rubbed against one another, their ass cheeks mashing sweatily together, their heads cracking hard, their hands crushed between their bodies. Buck turned their fronts into criss crossing red lines of cruel welts, then stopped for a rest, his chest heaving.
His nostrils flared as he saw the two weeping females tied before him.
"You two cunts can just hang together then." he sneered, standing back. He set his feet, then pulled hard on the rope. Both girls gasped and choked as the rope tightened even further around their throats and began to raise them into the air.
Then their toes left the deck and they kicked and jerked helplessly as Buck held them aloft, the rope strangling them in its tight embrace. Buck watched with a sneering, gleeful expression as the two kicked and twisted desperately.
Then suddenly the pulley at the top of the mast snapped loose, unable to take the weight, especially since the weight was bouncing and jerking around so much. The two fell quickly to the deck and the heavy pulley fell straight down onto Buck's head.
It knocked him backward against side of the wheelhouse, where he slid to the deck unconscious. The two girls lay gasping and panting on the deck, the rope still choking them, though not as badly. Jodie managed to work her head out of the knot by twisting it from side to side, then she sat up.
"Kim!" she cried. "Untie my hands.
"I can't," the other girl sobbed."
"Yes you can. Just shift over on your side and undo them."
She put her back against Kim as the other girl rolled onto her side. Then Kim slowly began to work on the knots with her own bound hands. It was slow going, but eventually she managed to get them open.
Jodie jumped up and ran across to where Buck lay, squinting down at him. The pirate showed no sign of regaining consciousness. She hurried back to her sister, helping her loose from the ropes. It was getting dark outside and Jodie knew they had to hurry before the others returned.
She made her way back down into her cabin, where, thankfully, her glasses still remained on the bed. She put them on and then ran back up on deck. Kim was still standing near where the pirate lay, looking down warily. Jodie grabbed the knife out of the sheath on the man's belt and cut pieces off the rope lying across the deck, then used it to bind him tightly.
She and Kim rolled him up in a sail and let him lie there on the deck while they made their way back to the wheelhouse and started the engine. The yacht began to move slowly through the water. Kim kept it steady while Jodie looked at the remains of their radio, glaring at it in frustration.
Then to her astonishment, she heard the thing speaking, a heavily accented voice calling out the name of their yacht and demanding to know why they were going now. She looked closer and realized that the voice wasn't coming from their broken transceiver at all but from a small two way radio lying next to it. On that definitely didn't belong to them.
She picked it up and looked at it worriedly, then glanced off to the ship's port side where the big looming shadow of the Japanese freighter lay.
"I'm sending a boat to pick up my ... ah ... merchandise." the voice called excitedly. "Is she ... it, ready?"
"Uh, yeah." she said into the thing.
"Good. You should see the boat now. We will do this quickly. There is a police boat in the area and I do not wish to risk any trouble with the authorities."
Jodie could see the small motor launch moving to intercept them.
"Shit." she said.
"What do we do now?" Kim wailed. "Shut up for a second."
She ran below, quickly pulling on a pair of pants and a shirt, then yelled at Kim. "We'll give them the pirate. He's all wrapped up and they probably won't check. You have to help me get him to the side, then you can hide down here."
"Okay. What about the drugs?"
"What drugs?"
"In the kitchen cupboard." She led Jodie to the galley and opened the cupboards where the cocaine was.
"We don't want that shit here. We'll stuff it in with that ass-hole up on deck." She said, grabbing out a pair of heavy bags. She pushed them into Kim's arm and the brunette staggered up the stairwell with them. Jodie pulled out another pair of bags and hurried after her.
Grunting and straining, they barely managed to get the rolled up pirate to the edge of the boat and get the drugs stuffed inside with him before the Jap launch pulled up alongside. Two men jumped aboard. Fortunately, neither was the Captain.
"Where girl?" One asked.
"In there. Hurry up and get take her. The police launch is coming closer." Jodie snapped, scowling. The man nodded and lifted one end of the sail, while the other ma took the other end.
"Heavy." one said.
"I'm sure she'll lose weight on your boat." Jodie said.
The man laughed, quickly moving to the edge of the boat and dumping the pirate aboard.
"Here money." he said, tossing up a small wallet. Jodie caught it deftly as the launch began to move off. Kim peeked out from the wheelhouse, watching as the launch slowly moved back towards the freighter.
"Are they gone yet?" she called. "Yes. And what if they hadn't? You idiot. You're supposed to stay down there until I call."
"Sorry."
"Never mind. Let's just get the hell out of here."
She pushed the throttles down and the yacht moved off away from the freighter. She pulled a pair of binoculars off a shelf and kept looking back at the launch. Soon she could see it had stopped.
Sounds of cursing men's voices carried over the sea.
"Shit." she growled. Somebody had been eager to check on the merchandise and hadn't liked what they'd found. The launch began to turn around and head back towards them. She pushed the throttles down all the way and the yacht surged forward.
The launch was over a mile behind them but after about five minutes she could see that it was gaining on them. The yacht simply wasn't built for speed. Its motor was only for emergencies or when the boat was becalmed.
"They're going to catch us!" Kim wailed, wringing her hands.
"Will you shut the fuck up while I think!" she snarled.
Then off to the starboard, she caught sight of another boat, this one almost as big as their yacht, though a motor boat not a sail boat. She squinted, then brought up the binoculars and saw the policia sign on the front. Her spirits took a jump and she turned the wheel hard over, bringing their bow around to face the police boat.
Minutes later they pulled up alongside the boat. Kim hurried below while Jodie called over in English. At first nobody seemed to understand, then one of the crew leaned over.
"What ju want?" he asked.
"That boat." Jodie said, then paused to consider. "The people on that boat were shooting at us."
"Shooteeng? Dey shoot guns at ju?"
"Yes. Guns."
"That boat?" He pointed to the launch, which was still approaching. As they watched, it slowed, then turned around and headed back to the freighter.
"They were screaming that they wanted to kill Mexicans, but when they found out that I was an American they stopped shooting and offered to sell me drugs." She said.
"Drugs? Dey gots drugs?"
"Cocaine. Dey ... Uh, I mean, they said they had lots of cocaine to sell."
The man was talking with another, and the second man, apparently an officer, began shouting at the others. The one that talked english looked across at her a final time. "Ju wait here." he said, then the police boat suddenly surged forward and turned after the launch.
Jodie waited for about a minute, then pushed the throttles forward again and headed out to sea. She looked behind her with the binoculars and saw the police boat rapidly closing on the launch. It didn't take them long to catch up and there was the sound of gunfire, brief but intense.
She didn't stop to find out what would happen. Kim came up and looked back but couldn't see anything and couldn't get the binoculars to focus. They headed out to sea, leaving the pirates, Japanese and Mexicans behind.
Jodie fixed the mast pulley and hauled up the sails, adding a great deal of speed. It was a good five hours before she would leave the wheel though and go below to check on things. Kim was sorting through the bags of goods the pirate had collected, returning them to their separate cabins. She was still naked.
"Why don't you put some clothes on?" Jodie sighed.
"I don't know." Kim replied. "I guess I didn't think of it."
They got everything straight, though a lot of stuff was missing from the boat. There was over ten thousand dollars in the little wallet that the Japanese sailor had tossed up to Jodie, so they would have no trouble replacing what was missing.
Both agreed that it would be more than a little embarrassing to tell anybody about what happened. Neither wanted to describe, in detail, probably to men, how they had been fucked in the ass-hole and down the throat. They sailed back north and put into port in Los Angeles, reequipping the yacht before going home.
The journey home was not as long as the trip south, and Jodie grew to enjoy Kim's company in a way she never would have thought possible. They had both been profoundly affected by the rapings and sexual activities, and found it almost natural to take sympathy in one another's arms.
They spent the whole trip north sucking and licking and fondling each other, exploring each other's bodies and finding new ways to bring each other off. What they lacked were men, and hard cocks. So although Jodie had though as they'd left the Mexican port, that she would never go out in the yacht again, she was very, very wrong.
Only a month later, she and Kim set sail again, with ten boys aboard. This trip was to last almost as long a the previous and all their holes would be pumped full of semen before it was through. Both would be in chains and ropes throughout the journey, though willingly this time, and without the beatings and pain they suffered before.
Neither would ever want to repeat that terrible, fearful, dangerous, painful trip they'd undertaken with the pirates, but neither regretted it, for it had changed their lives forever, from boring, humdrum and predictable, to one of unremitting sexual wantonness and carnal gratification.
Neither ever heard from Buck again, which was not surprising since he was to spend the rest of his life in the squalor and filth of a Mexican prison, along with the crew of the Japanese freighter. In fact, the captain and Buck got to share a cell for a time, where they talked about the two lovely American girls with the hot pussies and the tight asses, and wondered what had gone wrong.
