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 Pirate's Revenge By Perry Jones (pounder801@gmail.com)
   Story Codes: Mf, rape
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   It is the eighteenth century and I am a young girl returning to her home
in the United States after a long stay in Europe.  I am wearing a
lace-covered gown that has a voluminous skirt and I am so completely
covered that it is impossible to see that I have a beautiful figure.  I
think that my clothes are beautiful, though and I would be quite
embarrassed if a man saw so much as my ankle.
   Up to now, the voyage has been uneventful and I am strolling on the deck
of the sailing ship.  I am the only female on board and the men are very
gentlemanly toward me.
   As I gaze out over the ocean, I see another sailing ship in the
distance. It has all of its sails set and looks like it is getting closer
to us.
   Suddenly, I hear excited voices from the bridge.  I glance in that
direction.  The captain has- a telescope raised and is intently examining
the approaching vessel.  He lowers the glass and shouts a warning to the
crew of our ship.  It is a pirate ship that is bearing down on us and it is
flying the skull and crossbones.  That means that it will be a fight to the
death.
   I am frightened and I don't know what to do.  One of the sailors tells
me to get into my cabin and the male passengers will help fight off the
pirates.  I lift up my skirt and run across the deck toward the passenger
quarters.
   As I enter my little cabin, I feel completely helpless.  There is a
knock on the door and I open it.  The sailor is there and he hands me a
flintlock pistol that is fully loaded.  He assures me that they will be
able to handle the pirates, but the gun will make me feel more secure.
   As the door closes, I stand there holding the gun with uncertainty.  I
have never fired a gun before and this one looks so huge.  Outside there is
frantic activity.  Even in my cabin, I can hear the cannon being readied
for the battle.
   There is a thundering explosion and our ship shudders as it fires a
broadside at the pirates.  Trembling with fear, I listen to the sounds of
the battle.
   Cannonballs from the pirate ship strike our vessel and there is a
continuous explosion of gunpowder.  The pirate ship is close upon us and
they throw grappling hooks over our gunwales.  Fighting like savages, they
swarm onto our deck and their cutlasses and small arms take a terrible
toll.
   Suddenly, I hear the sound of feet pounding down the passage toward my
cabin and I whimper with fright.  Howling pirates are rampaging over the
ship in search of booty and I know that an innocent young girl will not be
safe in their hands.
   I think of turning the gun on myself, realizing that this was the reason
the sailor gave it to me.  He knew we couldn't possibly win.
   At that moment, there is a rending crash as the door to my cabin is
broken down.  I scream as I see the blood-spattered pirates standing there.
Without a second thought, I lift the gun in both hands and point it at
them. I pull the trigger and there is a tremendous explosion as the recoil
slams me back against the bulkhead.
   As the smoke begins to clear away, I see one of the pirates lying on the
deck.  I know I killed him and the other pirates snarl with rage and swarm
through the door to get at me.  There was only one shot in the gun and I am
now completely at their mercy.
   Rough hands grab me and I am speechless with fright.  Some of the
pirates raise their bloody cutlasses and want to kill me, but the others
hold them back.  It's been a long time since they left port and they don't
want to ruin a good piece of pussy.  I almost faint as I realize that the
whole pirate crew is going to use me.
   They quickly bind my hands behind me and hustle me out of the cabin,
giving me no more time to think about my fate.  All of the men on the ship
have been killed and the pirates are busy carrying loot across the
blood-spattered deck.
   Shaking with terror, I am dragged over to the railing and lifted onto
the pirate ship.  I have lost my shoes and the wooden deck is rough against
my bare feet as I am hurried over to one of the masts.  Strong ropes
quickly bind me to it and I watch helplessly as the pirates strip the ship
I was on of everything of value.  I can see them running around the ship
lighting fires.  Then they release the grappling hooks and we drift away as
the merchant vessel becomes a roaring inferno.
   The merchant ship is now a smoking ruin in the distance and the pirates
turn their attention to me.  Most of them are drinking to celebrate their
victory and they tell the captain that I killed one of their men.  In a
rage, he orders me whipped with a cat-o-nine-tails.
   I plead with them not to whip me, but my words are lost in the sounds of
the pirates demanding that I be punished.  Two of the men release me from
the mast and hold my arms while another reaches for the neck of my dress.
His fingers curl cruelly into the fabric and rip downward.  I struggle
uselessly as my dress is jerked down over my shoulders and my arms are
pulled from the sleeves.
   I am stripped to the waist and I blush with humiliation as the pirates
make obscene remarks about the full white globes of my naked breasts.  My
hands are held tightly as strong cords are bound around my thumbs.  Making
sounds of dismay, I feel my arms being pulled over my head.  My breasts are
heaving with my heavy breathing and the howling pirates watch with
fascination as the rest of my clothing is removed.
   Two men are working at my dress and pulling it down over my wide hips.
The garment drops to my ankles and I hold my thighs tightly together in a
futile effort to conceal my pussy.  I shriek with pain as the pressure
increases on my thumbs and I try to keep my bare feet in contact with the
deck.  Perspiration shines on my naked body as I am slowly lifted into the
air.  I am now hanging several inches from the deck and swaying slightly
with the rolling motion of the ship.  I dare not move for fear of hurting
my thumbs even more and I must endure the embarrassment of having my nudity
exposed to the lascivious gaze of the rapacious crew.
   One of the pirates is walking toward me, carrying the multi-thonged whip
called the cat-o-nine-tails.  My eyes are wide with terror as I stare at
the vicious instrument of torment.
   Stepping behind me, he raises the device.  He slashes it toward me and
there is a cracking sound as the nine thongs strike the delicate white
flesh of my naked back.  A scream of agony rips from my throat and the
pirate crew howls with delight as the whip drops away to reveal my back
covered with vicious red stripes.
   My breasts are trembling as I draw in a shuddering breath and await the
next lashing.  Another shriek is torn from my throat as I feel the terrible
pain of the whip slashing around my buttocks.  At the same time, a sudden
thrill warms my loins and my nipples rise to stiff pink erections on my
lush breast.  I am dismayed at my reaction and my cheeks redden at the
realization that my innocent young body is responding erotically to the
whipping.
   The pirate walks around in front of me and I shriek hysterically as the
cat-o-nine-tails cracks across the white mounds of my naked breasts.  At
the same time, a feeling of pleasure begins to suffuse my belly and I am
squirming in pain and pleasure.  Panting and sweating, I wait for the next
cutting stroke, hoping that the pirate will whip me to a climax.  With the
full force of his strong arm, the pirate strikes me across the abdomen with
the whip and it feels like my vagina is exploding as the pain triggers a
fabulous orgasm.  I am squealing with ecstasy as he continues to whip me.
   When the whipping finally stops, I am covered with livid stripes from my
shoulders to my ankles and moaning with a mixture of sensuality and agony.
My thumbs are hurting awfully and my soft brown hair is soaked with sweat.
I am lowered until my feet are touching the deck, but my legs are too weak
for me to stand and two of the pirates hold me erect as the thongs are
untied from my thumbs.
   The men are moving their hands over my naked body with obscene gropings
and I quiver as they grab my breasts and fondle them lewdly, pinching my
nipples into a new erection.  I gasp as my legs are forced apart and a
finger is shoved into my slit.  Although ashamed of my reactions, I spread
my legs farther apart and emit sounds of feminine enjoyment as I feel the
finger moving around inside of me.
   I am breathing heavily when the finger is finally pulled out and the
pirates drag me over to where a small keg has been set on end.  I am forced
to sit down on the keg and spread my thighs apart.  The pirates crowd
around and watch me intently as one of them comes forward carrying a
belaying pin.  He hands it to me and I look at it in bewilderment,
wondering what I am supposed to do with it.
   It is a huge thing in my small hand; about twenty inches long and a
couple of inches wide.
   Suddenly, I understand why he gave it to me and I blush furiously as I
lower it between my thighs and listen to the derisive laughter of the
sailors.  I place the blunt end of the object against my vulva and begin to
apply pressure.  I have no choice in the matter because I am their helpless
captive and have no chance of rescue.
   There is a twinge of pain as my vulva begins to expand and I draw in my
breath sharply as I feel myself surrounding the object.  Blood squirts from
my ruptured maidenhead.  My face and breasts are red from embarrassment at
this thing that I am forced to do to myself.  The pirates are watching in
fascination as I ram the belaying pin into my cunt and they are making
obscene remarks as I sweat and grunt from my efforts.
   Pushing hard, I force the end of the device into my hole.  I cry out in
pain as the hard shaft penetrates me.  Now I am straining as I force it
deeper into my vagina and my eyes widen with astonishment as I feel it
filling my belly.  I am panting and a feeling of pleasure spreads through
my abdomen as I jam the long wooden staff into my snatch.
   With a sigh, I relax for a moment and enjoy the fullness inside of me.
Getting a good hold on the belaying pin, I begin to slide it out of my
cunt. A sound of pleasure gurgles in my throat at the delightful friction
and my nipples rise to stiff points on my beautiful breasts.  With a hard
shove, I ram the belaying pin back into my belly and emit a sound of
rapture as the pirates laugh derisively at my reaction to the masturbation.
Even their jeers arouse me and I giggle happily as I begin to pound the
belaying pin in and out of my vagina.
   I am panting and sweating and my breasts are jiggling from my rhythmic
insertions of the object.  IT FEELS SO GOOD!  A delirium of joy fills me as
I concentrate on jacking myself off and I no longer care who sees me doing
it.
   There is a slash of pain across my naked back and I hear one of the
pirates bark an order as the cat-o-nine-tails drops away.  Breathing hard
and trying not to lose the rhythm, I spread my thighs wider apart so they
can see everything I am doing to myself.  Squealing with pleasure, I
experience and indescribably elation as I pound my cunt harder.  Sweat is
streaming from my naked young body and I can hardly wait to reach my
climax. I know that I am going to come and I strain the belaying pin deeper
into my vagina, thrilling to its great size in my fuck hole.  My whole body
trembles as it responds to an exhilarating orgasm that fills my organs with
flashes of ecstasy.
   I am so weak from coming that I almost fall off of the keg, but the
pirates catch me and lift me to my feet.  For a moment, I hang limply in
their rough grasp, trying to catch my breath as my full breasts heave with
my heavy breathing.  The belaying pin sticks out of my snatch like a
strange cock as I stand with my legs spread slightly apart.
   A hand slaps my face then other hands start slapping other parts of my
nude figure.  A shriek erupts from my throat as fingers pinch my nipples
until they hurt terribly.  The pirates issue a degrading command and I
shudder as I reach down between my thighs.  Gripping the belaying pin in
both of my hands, I begin to slide it in and out of me as I start to
stumble along the deck.  The cat-o-nine-tails once again slashes across my
unprotected body and I groan as I endure this obscene ordeal.
   My delicate white flesh is covered with the marks of the whip as I
stagger down the length of the ship's deck to the tune of shrieks of
unmerciful laughter.  The belaying pin moves rhythmically inside of my
vagina as I plunge it into me with each jolting step and I feel a perverse
pleasure in being whipped as I masturbate myself toward a climax under the
painful goading.
   Sobbing and shuddering with rapture from my orgasm, I am forced to
continue to fuck myself with the belaying pin as I am beaten back toward
the keg.  I am finally made to bend over the keg and grasp it with both
hands.  I spread my legs apart and feel one of the pirates withdrawing the
belaying pin from my hole, feeling a twinge of pleasure as the long rod
slides out of my belly with a wet, sucking sound.
   Glancing over my shoulder, I see one of the pirates taking off his
clothes as the others encourage him with depraved advice.  I plead with
them to let me rest, but am sternly told by the captain that the killer of
one of his men doesn't deserve any rest.
   Whimpering with fear, I brace myself for more degradation as the naked
pirate approaches me.  Shivering, I feel him rest one of his calloused
hands on my soft buttock as he pumps his cock to full rigidity.  He places
the head of the cock between the cheeks of my ass and maneuvers it inward
until the throbbing flesh is pressing against my anus.
   I frantically beg him not to shove his cock into my asshole, but he only
laughs cruelly.  He grasps my buttocks with both hands and begins to push
the head of his prick harder as I close my eyes and try to endure the pain.
I grit my teeth and make little sounds in my throat as I feel myself
spreading under the pressure.
   The pirate gives a strong lurch with his hips and I suddenly scream as I
stretch around his cock with unexpected rapidity.  Sweat shines on my nude
flesh and I am moaning as he rams his cock deeper into my asshole without
any regard for the pain he is causing me.  He leans over me and slides his
arms around me to cup my soft breasts in his hands.  He pulls his cock out
of my tight channel then rams it in again.
   I am sobbing from agony, but I hold my position as I feel the huge prick
pounding in and out of my rectum.  Concentrating on my ass-reaming, I am
hardly aware of the babble of voices as the hard drinking pirates watch
their comrade fuck me in the ass.  He suddenly jams his tool into me so
hard that it almost knocks the wind out of me as I feel it begin to
ejaculate, hurling hot semen into my intestines.  It gives a final jerk and
spurts a last stream of sperm into my asshole then the other pirates pull
him away and I feel his prick sliding out of me.
   I am groaning from the apparent endlessness of this ordeal and now I
understand why the sailor on my ship gave me the gun to kill myself. 
Still, I am beginning to find a growing pleasure in my mistreatment.  The
complete helplessness of being used without my consent is an experience
that my young female body has never known.  I am trying not to like it, but
I find myself awaiting my next penetration with an unexpected
breathlessness.
   Another pirate takes his place behind me and I can feel his hard cock
pushing against my vulva.  I spread my knees a little more and thrust my
hips upward to put my slit in a better position for him.  My soft flesh is
stretching around his cock.  Son-of-a-bitch-it-feels-so-GOOD!  Oh, my god,
what a wonderful cock!  I'm nice and tight around it and it's sliding
deeper into my vagina.  It's filling my belly with its god damned good
hardness!  Long and solid, it starts slipping inside of me like a magic
wand.  As the pirate wraps his arms around my waist and hunches his ass to
ram his prick deeper and harder into my delicate body, I squeal with
rapture.  I want him to fuck the hell out of me and he's really doing his
best.  If the rest of them fuck me like this, I know damn well that I'm
going to be knocked up higher than a kite before we reach port, but I don't
care what happens so long as I get more cock.  He begins jerking and he
jams his prick deep into my belly as I feel his hot semen filling me with
his virility.  God dammit, I love to be fucked!  I'm shrieking in ecstasy
as I tremble under the onslaught of the sperm that slams into my belly and
triggers my organs into an absolutely marvelous orgasm.
   
  
Pirate’s Revenge