The Captain’s head moved back and forth between the red- headed beauty being prepared for her ravishment by his First Officer and Stefani, the lovely aristocrat bound tightly next to him, his hands fondling her luscious breasts as she wiggled so salaciously beside him. The sight of Gretchen’s naked tits inflamed his lust, the white flesh capped with the dark brown nipples and areolas made him eager to uncover Stefani. His fondled her naked bosom, running his fingers up and down her cleavage, playing with the cross that hung like a beacon between her twin mounds. He thrust his hand quickly into the cup of her dress, the sound of the material ripping as his fingers squirmed inside, clenching tightly on her naked tits.
“AAAHHH,” she gasped in shock as his hand shot into her dress, the material stretching before tearing, his hand pushed into the front of her dress, his palm cupping one naked globe, her nipple poking into his hand. She was embarrassed that her nipple had responded so quickly, feeling it harden suddenly as his calloused hands rubbed over the sensitive tip. His powerful hand grasped her breast as if it were a fruit to be squeezed, his fingers compressing her flesh, pushing her breasts up at the top. The material gave more, tearing sounds breaking the sound of her heart racing as the seam in her dress gave way, the side splitting down, her dress falling away, his hands having unimpeded access to her breasts. He squeezed again, Stefani moaning quietly as her grasped her breast too roughly. She felt ashamed that her nipples were so hard, knowing that he could feel them poking into his palm, afraid he would take it as a sign of her arousal.
He loved the feel of her soft breast in his hand, the firm flesh filling his palm, the feel of her hard nipple making his cock hard. Could she actually be enjoying his hands on her tits? His attention turned back to the First Officer and the redhead. The ravishment proceeded faster now, the First Officer’s lust incited by the sight of her naked tits, his mouth now fastened on one of her nipples, sure by the way she was squirming beneath his large body that he was chewing on it, screams of pain coming from her lips. His other hand was busy with her other breast, his powerful fingers gripping the tip, the pink nipple turning red as he compressed the blood painfully into the end, threatening to burst it.
Gretchen was pinned underneath the stinking pirate. He had jammed his knees between her legs, Gretchen unable to stop him as her tender thighs were pinched until she willingly spread her legs for him, hearing his laughter at her plight.
“Yes my little virgin wench. Spread your legs for me. Soon you will feel my saber slice into your hot, virgin cunt.” He enjoyed the feel of her body beneath his. He bit hard into her nipple, his crooked teeth tearing at her tender flesh, feeling her jerk beneath him in pain. He squeezed her nipple with his fingers, stretching it out, feeling her arch up to relieve some of the pain, her pelvis grinding against his hard cock as if she wanted him to fuck her.
Gretchen felt someone tie her wrists together, the rope pinned to the top of her own bed, unable to defend herself any longer. She looked up, a half dozen pirates staring down at her half naked body as the pirate suckled her breasts as a baby would. But he was harsher, his teeth biting, his fingers digging into her tender breast flesh. She had no choice but to spread her legs wider, his wide hips settling down between her legs, Gretchen forced to draw her legs up, her legs spread wide. She could feel the hard log in his pants, his hips slowly rubbing it up and down between her spread legs. The monster felt huge, as big as a babies arm. It jerked and throbbed against her, humping her like a dog in heat.
The First Officer pulled up from her breasts, staring down at her spit covered tits, red with bites, the nipples dark red and swollen. Her chest heaved up and down, tears falling from her eyes as she sobbed. They had tied her arms above her head, forcing her young, firm breasts to arch up higher, his hands returning to bounce them up and down playfully, enjoying the humiliation on her face as he molested her naked tits. He looked at his men. “What a beautiful pair of tits. Look at the tiny freckles all over them.” His fingers ran over her white skin, covered with freckles, teasing her areolas before letting his fingers snap her nipples, his fingernails hitting the tender, abused flesh hard. She jerked in pain beneath him. He did it again, this time his hips pushing into her cunt when she jerked in pain, rewarded in pleasure as she bowed her legs farther out to the side. “You’re going to be a good fuck. I can feel it in you. You just need to feel a big cock inside you to get your lust going. But don’t worry, my men and I will satisfy that lust in you. You will have more than enough cock fed into your tight cunt.”
She looked at the scarred face over her, his crooked yellow teeth, drool running down his chin, the foul stench that came from his body as he lorded over her. She knew she couldn’t stop him from taking her body against her will, but she would fight him as long as she could. She would not easily give up her virginity to this filthy scoundrel. She cringed when his hands slid down over her breasts again, this time not stopping, tearing her dress as he pawed at her stomach. She struggled again as she knew he was going to finish stripping her naked. At least she got some relief when he pulled his body off of her, but it was short-lived, his hands reaching out to her skirt, yanking it up, uncovering her naked legs as she began to struggle again. She felt the dress pull at the seams, until a loud tearing filled the room, the pirate yanking her dress up and throwing it off of the bed.
“Get the wench naked.”
“Fuck her.” The men hooted and hollered as she was being stripped naked. “Tear her pussy with your crooked cock,” they screamed.
She was only clad in her corset and even that was pulled down on the top, her naked breasts still heaving up and down. Now his hands worked the tightly fitting garment down, trying to pull it over her hips as she struggled again. Becoming impatient, Gretchen suddenly stopped as he drew out a large knife, the metal gleaming in the light as he flashed it before her.
“Hold still bitch or I’ll cut you.” He moved the knife down lower, letting the tip slide over her stomach, seeing her suck in her breath. He made quick work of the flimsy garment, his sharp knife quickly shredding the front. “Now to uncover your treasures.” He wanted to see her pussy, especially her bush. He had never had a redhead before, this one would be special. He yanked the front of the thin panty, pulling it out harshly, feeling her body rise up until it finally released from underneath her, throwing the shredded cloth to the floor. He looked down, a bright red bush highlighting her slit. With her legs still spread, her outer lips were pulled back, her pink inner lips exposed. “What a beautiful cunt!” He exclaimed loudly, the other pirates pushing each other aside to catch a glimpse.
Gretchen shut her eyes in shame as she was spread naked beneath the pirates gazing at her most intimate charms. She could feel the eyes piercing her, the men’s crude comments as they gazed at her naked sex, Gretchen strained to close her legs but the pirate’s legs held her spread wide. She felt so humiliated and vulnerable, tugging on the ropes holding her arms over her head, her naked body stretched out on her own bed, but surrounded by a sea of pirates, all intent on ravishing her virgin body.
The First Officer ran his fingers through the soft red hair of her bush, feeling her shiver as he fondled her so intimately. He let his fingers slide down to the top of her slit, pushing between her parted lips. She might be scared of him, but her pussy was wet. It would be easier to fuck. He let his fingers slide up and down her slit, feeling the soft folds of her pussy, letting his fingers slide along her inner pussy, touching her in places that no man had ever been before. “The cunt is wet, just waiting for my hard cock,” he teased her in front of the men, holding up his wet fingers. He let his fingers circle the opening to her vagina, feeling her trying to press her body into the mattress to escape his intimate fondling of her body. “I love virgins. Nice tight, hot pussies. Such pleasure she will bring to me.”