African Pirates

Scott imagined Amy feeling their dueling cocks simultaneously filling her cunt and ass, the thin wall of tissue keeping his shaft and the horrible rapist's from rubbing together.

"Now this is special, yes. Blonde cunt has such a tight ass, and it squeezes my cock so nicely! Now keep fucking your husband. Let's get a brutal rhythm going." Scott saw tears in Amy's eyes as the blonde's breasts wobbled, her pussy pumping up and down his straining penis even as the General raped her ass.

"Let me feel these supple tits, little whore. Ooooohhhh... so soft," the General groaned, his hands cupping and squeezing Amy's poor breasts until she cried out.

"Please, it hurts. Be gentle!" she begged. The General seemed to relent, dipping a hand to Amy's crotch and playing with her clit even as she fucked Scott's vein-bulging cock. He couldn't hold it much longer. He was about to explode. His face creased with effort. He gritted his teeth, holding back the imminent blast of cum that wanted to spew from his rock-hard shaft.

"Please Sir," Scott ground out. He couldn't believe he was saying this. "Please Sir, may I cum in my wife's pussy?"

He had to hope that by being submissive, maybe, just maybe the General would show mercy. There were a few heartbeats of absolute terror as he waited for the General's answer. If he came without permission in Amy's snatch would the General have them killed just like that other couple? Fear spiked. His stomach churned.

The General laughed, groaning as his cock prodded Amy's sore ass. "Such a well-behaved young man. Very polite. Your husband is quite the catch, isn't he, my little blonde cunt?" The General punctuated his remark by pinching Amy's nipples and thrusting himself to the hilt into her over-extended anus. Amy felt something tear, groaning as pain stabbed through her. Meanwhile Scott watched as Amy's cunt bottomed out on his shaft, and the pain she experienced made her squirm on his manhood, sending him over the precipice.

He grunted. "Oh god! Please may I cum Sir?"

The General chuckled. "Go ahead, man slave. Spew your pitiful seed in your wife's little cunt." Scott had a bizarre instant to feel grateful to the General as his cock twitched inside his wife's warm, wet slit. He felt his seed erupt, exploding like a bomb as his jism spurted in wave after wave, filling up Amy's young pussy like it never had before. Amy's moan matched his grunts as he rode out his intense climax, his cock spewing so much hot seed up into her cunt that the excess flowed outward, congealing on their joined pubic muffs.

General Khari pulled out of Amy's ass with a sigh, walking around to present his shaft in front of Amy's face.

"You may now clean off my shaft, bitch. Consider it an honor."

Stifling a look of disgust, Amy smothered the huge, black knob with her mouth. Her cheeks rippled as she slurped loudly, trying to clean him off as quickly as possible. Scott looked up at this degrading display feeling like a total wretch. He could do nothing but watch his wife suck off the same cock that had just raped her virgin ass.

Finally, when the General was satisfied, he pulled his manhood out of Amy's mouth. Long strings of cum dangled from Amy's pretty lips, and his cock glistened with an ample coating of the blonde girl's saliva. He turned and shouted to all of the young couples, who were all still fucking desperately.

"Now listen up, American sex slaves. Your Master has good news. You may now cum! Go ahead, man slaves. Cum inside those pussies!" The General strode up and down the line, watching as each couple did as he commanded.

Scott sighed as Amy flopped forward, resting her head on his chest. Her tears wetted his pectoral muscles as she shuddered.

"I hope the worst is over," she whispered. Scott wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tight.

"I hope so too, sweetie. We'll get through this together."

Scott tried to blot out the other terrible sounds on the deck of the ship. He risked a peek over at Jennifer. The teenage girl was writhing on Mark's shaft, her firm breasts aching with lust judging by the pert nipples that stood out, fully erect. Her pussy greedily slurped up the man's shaft as she fucked on his lap. There was a trace of cum trickling down Mark's shaft just underneath the snug seal of Jennifer's slit.

Jennifer had descended into a fog of pleasure. She cooed now, arousal turning her young feminine body into something primal. Scott could hardly believe that THIS was his normally shy sister-in-law.

"Oooohh, please fuck me Sir. Cum inside my pussy! Fill me up with your hot, nasty seed! Ohhh yes. Fuck!" Jen squealed.

Mark's hands couldn't resist. They reached up to squeeze Jennifer's breasts hard as the moment of ejaculation ripped through him like a thrusting sword. He felt his cum bubbling up from his heavy testicles, and then the eruption spewed. Cum blasted from the tip of his cock, his entire body wracked with shudders as he spent himself deep inside her teenage fuck-hole.

'OH god,' Scott thought. 'What if Jennifer gets pregnant?' Amy and Scott were ready to have kids, but poor Jennifer.... Of course in the middle of all this, that was a minor problem compared to what might happen... Scott just felt sorrowful knowing that Jennifer's future might never be the same. 'If we survive this at all,' he reminded himself.

It seemed like forever until Mark stopped twitching underneath Jennifer, his cock's spasms sending a torrent of seed to despoil her teenage cunt. Jennifer half-sighed, half-groaned when his cock slipped free of her soft folds. A cream-pie of cum glistened in her exposed sex as she looked down at her messy crotch, finally recovering her senses, realizing the enormity of what had just happened. Jennifer slid off of Mark's lap. Cum trickled down her thighs. She looked over at Amy and Scott and there was this look of total shame.

Guilt weighted down her soul.

The General was walking up and down the deck now, watching as several more males grunted loudly, their bodies writhing as they came. Several sexy girls moaned as they felt their pussies filled irreversibly, wondering just like Scott had wondered -- whether this would indeed make them pregnant. There were a few late stragglers, men of less virility who had a little more difficulty spewing their seed on command. But finally each beautiful young woman had their sex sticky and dripping with hot male jism.

The young couples huddled together on the deck in the aftermath, uncertain of what this sadistic madman might make them do next.

Slowly the General swaggered back and forth, his naked and muscular bulk sticking out like a sore thumb with his darkened complexion.

"Well done, sex slaves. I hope you enjoyed yourselves." He paused, surveying the panting young women and men. "Now you'll be divided into groups. A few very lucky girls and maybe even a few handsome studs will be taken to my personal quarters. The rest will be divided among my men. They will get a chance to play with you for the remainder of the afternoon. Obey them completely. I've given them complete discretion on discipline...including the ultimate punishment."

The General's eyes gleamed sadistically as he finished his little speech. Then he walked over to Jennifer, who cringed back as he approached.

"What is your name, little cunt?"

"J-Jennifer."

"Slave Jennifer," he corrected.

"Y-yes Sir. I am your slave," Jen said meekly.

"Is this your boyfriend?" the General asked kindly, as if he wasn't a complete monster raping an entire ship-load of tourists.

"No Sir. I just met him."

The General rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Did anyone else come with you?" Jennifer hesitated. Finally the truth won out.

"I came with my big sister and her husband." Jennifer looked over at Amy and Scott. Scott didn't have a good feeling about this.

The General smiled, a flash of impossibly white teeth. "Very good. You will join me in my quarters." General Khari turned to Amy and Scott. "As will you two."

Before Scott or Amy could even protest they were dragged below deck with Jennifer. Soon they were thrust into a luxurious room. This must have been the captain's quarters, judging from the plush carpeting, a gigantic bed bigger than a king-sized mattress, and two wide sofas.

The General whispered something to Imari, who left and returned with two strapping bodyguards.

The bigger bodyguard stood by the General. "I'd like you to meet Nuru." And then the General motioned toward the smaller guard. "And this is my other assistant, Kutendo." His smile returned, but it wasn't reassuring.

"Now I have chosen you because I enjoy women AND men. Both are capable of exquisite beauty and I like to own beautiful things." He shrugged. "Grant you, I can be very rough with my toys." He smiled again, that cold, cold smile. "Now you have been chosen to be part of my special harem, so consider yourself fortunate."

Harem? What?! Scott tried to process this. His heart stopped. Amy squeezed his hand gently, her fear flowing through their joined fingers.

"W-what? What do you mean?" Scott stammered. But before he knew what was even going on, the two bodyguards had wrestled him over to the bed and strapped him down face-up. He struggled to no avail as they tied his wrists and bound his ankles apart. They did the same to Amy on his right and Jennifer on his left. The bed was so enormous that all three of the naked captives could be tied down spread-eagled with ample room.

"Now, first I like to adorn my objects. To make them even more beautiful," the General murmured. He motioned to Rutendo, who produced a bottle of sterilizing solution and a needle. Nuru brought out three pairs of nipple bars, glinting with a silvery twinkle in the sunlight.

"What...what are you doing!?" Scott sputtered.

"I think you'll also look much nicer with nipple rings even though you're a male. And don't worry, slave girls. We have another piercing for each of your sexy little clits!"

What followed was pure torture as the two bodyguards, apparently used to this procedure, pierced each of the naked captive's nipples. Tears flowed down Amy's cheeks as Rutendo affixed the bars, adorning her large breasts. Jennifer writhed and cried out as Nuru finished sliding in the bars into her pink nipples, securing them in place.

Scott couldn't believe it as a pair of bars was even inserted into his nipples, making him feel completely degraded. He closed his eyes, yearning for this all to be over.

"There, now. You three look so sexy together," the General beamed. "We can do the clit piercings later, yes ladies?" He chuckled as he approached Jennifer.

"Would you like me to take off your restraints, little girl?"

Jennifer bit her lip, still in pain. "Yes Sir. Please."

He swatted her breasts, making her scream. "You'll call me 'Master.' Never forget!"

"OW! Yes Master! I'm sorry, Master!" Jennifer squealed. She moaned as Nuru undid her wrist bindings and ankle ties. She froze, her lithesome body all too aware of General Khari's looming manhood. It hung like a donkey's shaft, long and thick, as he nestled it between her legs. He motioned at Rutendo and Nuru.

"You two have fun with the other two slaves. Let's have a little rape party." So saying, the General slowly positioned his cock-head at Jen's opening. The slender brunette stifled a moan as she felt his cock-head graze her labia, pushing inside her, penetrating her teenage sex inch by agonizing inch. Her fists clenched as he drove all the way into her sore pussy, his balls slapping against her thighs as he grunted.

"OOHHH. Such a nice, tight sheath for my cock. Your pussy hungers to be shoved full of hard man-meat. I can feel it." He grunted as he began a punishing rhythm, fucking her savagely, his cock plowing into her tight pussy with unyielding force. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. Each time he fucked her, his testicles swung and slapped against her thighs. The cadence of her high-pitched, tortured grunts and his deeper grunts filled the room like a twisted symphony.

Meanwhile Amy braced herself. The spread-eagled blonde could do nothing but watch Nuru, the bigger bodyguard, strip out of his clothes and kneel between her sexy thighs. He rubbed her clit just to enjoy watching her squirm. Then he readied himself, that huge bulbous cock-head poised to rape her sex. He launched his shaft between her legs without mercy, plunging in so deep she felt the penetration as if he was fucking through her womb. Amy's pleas to be gentle went ignored as the constant sound of fucking filled the cabin.

Between the two helpless girls, Scott lay there, just as helpless, tormented beyond belief. He looked to his left, saw his sister-in-law's face contorted with a mixture of pain and budding pleasure as the General's cock slammed between her cunt lips. To his right there was his beautiful, lovely Amy, the love of his life. Her breasts wiggled each time a pulverizing thrust raped her snatch completely, each time Nuru's shaft buried itself to the hilt in the same sticky pussy that still held some of Scott's seed.

"Oooohh fuck! Yes! This blonde's cunt is still very tight. Her husband's smaller prick is no match for a proper shaft. I'll shaft this bitch until she screams," Nuru growled.

"Fuck her brains out, my friend," the General grunted. He leaned down, stealing a passionate kiss from Jennifer, plundering her mouth as she moaned, feeling the cock lancing her intimate depths. Her hardened nipples rubbed against the wiry chest hair of the General raping her, and she suddenly slipped her hands up to grip his shoulders, holding on for dear life as his cock hammered through her delicate cunt.

"Move your ass, Slave. Let me feel your cunt squeezing my shaft in gratitude," the General barked.

Jennifer obliged, her flexible, lithesome body gyrating with her captor as he fucked her more thoroughly than she could have ever imagined. Her breasts ached with desire, her inner cunt muscles rippled with heat. She felt a tricking of her juices flow down General Khari's shaft -- her pussy's cry of gratitude for the massive cock raping her, ravaging not just her fuck-hole but also her soul.

'What's wrong with Jen?' Scott wondered, aghast. He could see she was getting aroused. He could hear the damp, squelchy-moist sounds of arousal each time the General's cock joined with Jen's wetness. It was appalling. Scott wanted to feel anger toward her for giving in to any semblance of cooperation with her own rape. Yet as Scott looked down at his crotch, saw the rigid spike of flesh sticking out from his body, he knew that he was a hypocrite.

'Oh god. What's wrong with ME?' he thought with despair. His poor wife was moaning loudly now, Nuru's hand gripping her neck hard, half-choking her as his cock pounded deep into her cunt.

"Start squeezing that sexy cunt around my shaft or I'll strangle you. Worthless whore!" Nuru growled.

Amy sputtered and tried to comply, wiggling her ass and giving her rapist more pleasure. She tried to tighten up her muscles, pushing her groin down to meet Nuru's brutal thrusts. Each time he fucked her, she felt a tiny part of her ripped away, lost forever. She closed her eyes and just imagined it was Scott's cock fucking her instead of this brutal rapist. She moaned and cooed, sliding her pussy down to meet Nuru's angry thrusts.

Scott was heartbroken as he looked at his wife's predicament. But he was about to be broken in an entirely different way. The shorter bodyguard, Rutendo, approached him with a vial of lube. He began pouring it into Scott's puckered hole.

"What are you doing? Stop!" Scott shouted. He couldn't believe it as Rutendo slowly prodded his cock-head at Scott's anus, thrusting it in until he'd buried it as far as it would go. Rutendo fucked him, raping his ass as he squirmed and cried out, looking to the ceiling as if someone might magically appear to save him.

"NOOO! Take it out!" he screamed, almost like a girl. If Scott had been tormented before, now he was broken. Tears lined his face as he looked over at Jen and Amy. 'No this can't be happening! Please kill me now, just let this end!'

Amy groaned deeply as she felt Nuru stiffen inside her. Jism pooled deep inside her, Nuru's ample cum slowly seeping out of her pussy when the big man finally withdrew to admire his handiwork.

"Now that's what I call a well-fucked cunt," Nuru murmured.

Meanwhile Jennifer moaned as she galloped toward orgasm. Her pussy was creaming up feverishly on the General's cock. As his balls jostled back and forth her cunt gripped his shaft greedily, a velvety vice that didn't want to let go each time he speared her deep. His big hand held her by the throat, grasping her gently enough so that she could barely breathe as he plunged his cock into her slit with enough force to shake the entire bed.

"Do you like it, bitch? Hmm? Are you grateful to be a slave in my harem? Tell me and perhaps I'll let your sister and her husband go."

The gorgeous brunette licked her lips, arousal coiling through her loins. She surrendered to it, welcomed it with open arms if it might save those she loved.

"Yes Master. Fuck me so hard. Tear out my pussy. I love being shoved full of your magnificent cock. Fuck me please! Fuck me senseless. Make me scream with your cock deep inside me." The General affectionately palmed Jennifer's breasts as she wrapped her legs around his middle. Both her hands held onto the massive, tree trunk-like arm which still held her by the neck.

The General looked over at Scott's tortured face beside him on the bed. "How do you like it? You get to experience a shred of what your wife experiences when you fuck her with your hard shaft. It's a new and interesting experience, is it not?" The General's kind tone belied his sadistic words. He looked down at Scott, whose face was so awash in pain, his mind somewhere else in shock as Rutendo continued raping him.

"AAaahhh. Almost there!" the General growled, looking down at Jennifer's lust-enraptured face. "Go ahead, slave bitch. Cum on your Master's cock. CUM for me."

Jennifer's tortured eyes flared with desire. Her slender nakedness squirmed beneath his massive form. She cried out, her breasts jiggling as her pussy spurted, soaking the General's shaft and leaving a dark stain pooling on the sheets. Jen's legs felt like jelly as the General continued to pulverize her pussy, one brutal fuck after another.

At the same time Rutendo erupted in Scott's anus, and the stricken man was hardly aware of it because his mind was already numb from the horror.

To the left of Scott another climax approached. "Here I come, little bitch. Take my seed!" the General roared. He stiffened, neck corded with muscle, his biceps bulging. He squeezed Jennifer's neck as he shot his cum deep toward her womb, his seed scouring her insides as she felt his hot, sticky invasion. Jennifer sagged beneath him like a rag doll, her body exhausted as she felt him fall on top of her, nearly crushing her. His semi-flaccid shaft still nestled in her snatch, refusing to leave. She'd never felt so filthy.

And now she could barely breathe.

"Please Master," she wheezed. Her heartbeat was out of control, thudding wildly as he slowly drew out of her and stepped back from the bed. Nuru and Rutendo also stepped back from their naked captives, admiring their brutal work.

Two glistening pussies covered with twice the cum of their previous partners made the beautiful brunette and the gorgeous blonde look almost identically tainted. Their bodies lay completely lifeless on the huge bed, their breasts slick with sweat thanks to their captors' embrace. The General leaned over, tracing his finger through the viscous jism in Amy's pussy. She whimpered at his touch. He put it to Jennifer's lips.