Even when he finished taking their virginity, he was not finished with them. No, they would soon be forced to take his large cock in their backside, their screams would ring out over the empty ocean as he painfully sodomized them, tearing their anal ring as he fucked them. Most would be unconscious when he came inside them, only waking up to taste the soiled, cum covered cock of the First Officer in their mouths, forced to clean it before he would release them. They would always remember his crooked cock.
He pushed against Stefani, slowly grinding against her ass, feeling like he would cum any second if he continued. "Let's tie the bitches over here. Put their lovely asses up on display for the men. Let them see what awaits their pleasure."
The men eagerly dragged the girls over to the small deckhouse. It was about three feet above the deck, a convenient height to display the girls. They pulled them up onto the platform, many of them fighting, the bondage of their arms making their struggling futile. The First Officer stood behind Stefani his body pressed up against her. "Crouch down my little bitch," pushing down on her shoulders until she began to bend her knees and crouch down. "All the way down," he ordered her. The other men followed his lead, nine lovely girls forced into a crouched position, their arms bound behind their backs. The First Officer grabbed two ropes and moved behind Stefani, crouching low so he could do his work. "Hold still," his hands reaching under her, Stefani screaming in protest as his hands slid under her ass.
"What are you doing?" Stefani huffed as she shouted at him. She felt his hands slide under her ass, her bound arms keeping her from stopping the indignity. She shook her shoulders back and forth, unable to stop him.
"I like the way it makes your titties dance," the First Officer shouted out in glee as he watched her half naked breasts sway, the bodice of her dress pushing up her firm globes.
She suddenly stopped, unable to prevent him from sliding his hands under her skirts until she felt the harsh ropes touching her tender skin. She squirmed as his hands fumbled to tie the ropes around her thighs, back under to tie to her lower leg, pinning her in the crouched position. Her ankles already began to ache, balancing precariously. "NNNNOO," she screamed as his hands continued to run over her naked legs, not even able to move now, pinned to the deck in a squat position.
"Such smooth, silky skin. Just like a baby," the First Officer whispered in her ear as he caressed her skin. "Not like my harsh skin," he continued, feeling her squirming. He moved higher up her leg, Stefani pushing back trying to escape. "You're not going anywhere my little pet. I know just the thing for you." He pulled his hands from underneath her skirts.
The other pirates had secured the other girls, nine pretty young girls all bound tightly in a crouched position, their legs thrust out in front of them. The First Officer gave each of the pirates another length of rope, making a noose in the one he held. He tied the rope high above her head to the beam, letting the noose dangle in front of her.
"NO! NO!" She was scared now, certain that he would hang her. She squirmed as the First Officer moved in front of her.
He lowered the rope around her head, sliding it down, pulling her hair up to get it underneath. He tightened the rope, seeing the scared look on her face as it tightened. The other girls were all suffering the same fate, screams from their lips as they first saw the ropes dangling in front of their face. "Not too tight is it?" He teased her as he yanked on the rope rather harshly. He pulled the other end until Stefani’s body was stretched up, her bound legs preventing her from moving any higher. "Now don't fall over or you'll hang yourself. And it will be slow. Imagine choking for five minutes until you finally pass out, never to wake up again." He roared with laughter. “But I’ll not fuck with you M’Lady. You are the Captains. No, I want that cute little redhead over there.”
The redhead cringed when she heard his comment, seeing him moving towards her. He was old and ugly. And she could smell him from yards away. The thought of him taking her sexually was just too much to comprehend and she began to sob. She tried to move only to feel the noose tighten on her neck, her legs already beginning to cramp from the bondage that kept her crouching down on the deck. She kept her knees together, protecting her innocence from the pirates.
The First Officer went behind the redhead, his hands on her slim waist. “I haven’t fucked a redhead in a long time,” he whispered in her ear. “I’ll love your white skin and freckles on your naked body. Soon you will be mine.” He let his hands roam down over her hips, feeling her trying to squirm away from his touch. “Hold real still or you will choke to death,” he warned her, his hands sliding underneath her ass. She jumped at his intimate touch, the ropes keeping her from moving more than an inch.
His hands were taking liberties with her body that a lady would never allow, his large hands grasping her twin cheeks and squeezing them as if they were fruit to be tested for ripeness, her gasps of indignation doing little to stop the rude handling of her body. He whispered foul talk into her ear, telling her of the things he would do to her body, the perversions he would force her to perform in front of others as he continued molesting her with his hands.
He needed to feel her flesh, the material of the dress too thick to get a good feel of her body. He had work to finish up, stripping the ship of its cargo, but he had a minute to tease himself with her body. His hands slowly pulled her dress up in back, inching up her legs. He let his hands find the edge of her dress and slip underneath, her body jerking, a gasp from her lips as she felt his rough hands on her silky skin. “Never had a real man touch you bitch?” he teased her, his hands touching the naked hips that were presented to him. She squirmed beneath his touch as he fondled her naked skin, feeling the tiny underpants that covered her treasures from his touch, tiny bows on the side the only thing keeping them from his hands.
Her skin crawled from his touch, his hands roaming so intimately over her naked hips as if he were her lover. The first touch was electric, the bondage allowing only token resistance, his hands exploring her body at will. She cringed in shame as his hands moved back to cup her butt, her thin panties her only protection. His large hands easily molded her cheeks, his powerful grip tightening and clenching her skin as she tightened her muscles. Her only hope was that they would be rescued before he had his way with her, the thought of this foul pirate taking her precious virginity unthinkable, allowing the others to watch the unspeakable act too humiliating to even consider. “NO! NO!” She cried out in indignation, as his fingers roamed, one fat finger sliding between her tightly clenched cheeks, searching out the most intimate parts of her body.
He laughed at her protest, his finger sliding up and down her crack before he finally pressed against her anus, his powerful finger forced between her tightly clenched cheeks, feeling the hot, pulsating hole beneath his touch. She squirmed, his finger following every little dart of her body, unable to escape his intimate touch. “So hot my little flower.” He pushed harder, her body jumping as her anus fought back the intrusion.