Warning! You must be 18 or over to read these stories of rape and non-consensual sex. If you do not like such stories, please turn back. I don't promote rape or non-consent sex. This is only a story, fiction, if you do not understand the difference between reality and fantasy, read no more. Rape is a heinous crime, and the penalty is many years in prison. Anyone who commits rape are despised everywhere. But fantasies are all right so long as no one is hurt.
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These stories are pure fantasy from my vivid imagination.
If you can’t understand that I would rather you go elsewhere for your titivation and gratifications.
In real life all Women should be treated with our utmost Respect, Care and Love. They are not the weakest sex.
They are all our Wives, Mothers, Sisters, Daughters, lovers and Angels.
Never mistreat or abuse them, Ever.
Model Holiday
by
Doghead_2000
(MM+/FF+, Rape, Sodomy, Slavery)
Part Two
The girls spent an uncomfortable night on the foul-smelling nets in the hold of the moving vessel. Their total nakedness making them even more uncomfortable as ropes and cord dug into their bare skin. Unable to use their hands and feet in the dark hold to change their positions, they huddled together the best that they could, trying to take some solace and warmth from the body lying next to them. It was a long sleepless night for most of the girls, both their aching ravaged bodies and their terrified thoughts pushing away at any restful sleep.
The morning brought the sudden onslaught of light into the hold, which hurt their eyes as the wooden hatch was thrown open and the brilliantly strong Caribbean sunlight flooded the inside of the rope locker. While the girls were blinking their eyes at the sudden unexpected light, two of the men jumped down into the locker and grabbed hold of young Christine. They hoisted her up and held her through the hatch opening, where other hands roughly grabbed hold of her and hauled her naked body onto the deck. Samantha was next to be hauled out, followed by each of the other girls in turn, until all six of the nude females were lying on the boats rough wooden planking.
The females were dragged across the deck until they were lying under the boats thick wooden boom, used to haul in the fishing nets, when the boat was being used for more legally acceptable means. The boom was hinged at the main mast and could be swung out to the side of the boat when required to lift the full nets or load cargo and supplies on board. Now however, it was lashed in place running fore and aft about eight feet off the deck.
Six ropes were thrown over the boom, and one by one the girls were stood upright. The cords on their wrists were retied in front of them and one end of the rope was also attached to their wrists. The other end of the ropes were then pulled taut and the girls hoisted up in the air until their feet were just off the deck. One of the men standing on a wooden crate secured each rope to the boom to leave the girls suspended in the air, then jumped down and pulled the crate away. As an afterthought the cords binding the girl’s ankles were removed, allowing the girl's legs to hang free.
Using blocks and tackle the men then swung the great boom out at right angles to the boats side. The girls screamed as they were swung over the side of the boat to dangle in the air over the sea. One of the men shouted out in a form of Pigeon English "Toilet time girls, better go now while you can." With that one of the men turned on a high-pressure hose used to wash the deck, and swung the powerful jet of cold seawater on the six hanging girls. The females screamed as the cold water hosed down their naked bodies, but they had the sense to use the opportunity to relieve their bursting bladders and bowels as they hung there, the pressurized jet of water cleaning their bodies off as they completed their bodily functions.
The men kept the hose on the girls for over twenty minutes, aiming at first one girl and then another. Enjoying the sight of the powerful jet of water spinning the females around on their ropes, deliberately aiming for the girl's breasts, pussies and arseholes, bursting out with laughter as the hoses powerful jet occasionally forced a girls legs apart, creating a scream from her lips as the jet was redirected straight up into her exposed cunt.
Finally, the hose pump was switched off and the boom was swung back inboard and securely lashed back in place in the centre of the deck. The girls were left hanging in the sun to dry out while the men went below for their morning meal.
After about half an hour the men came back up on deck, and took down Caroline, Susan and Christine, the three girls were thrown back down into the rope locker, leaving just the twins and the West Indian girl still hanging from the boom. This time the men had all the time in the world to have fun with the girls, and their suffering would help to pass the long hours of boredom until they reached their destination.
Charlotte was then released from the boom, leaving just the twins. She was dragged right to the front of the boat where the two sides came together to form the bows. Her arms were stretched out along the top of the two sides and lashed in place. Charlotte was sat on a big coil of heavy gauge rope, which acted as a form of seat for her naked rear end. The men next stretched her legs out wide and lashed her ankles to a couple of cleats where the sides of the boat met the decking. The now bound coloured girl was immobile, spread-eagled at the front of the boat, giving the men full access to her luscious body to do with, as they wanted.
Most of the men headed back to the two blonde twins, still hanging from the boom. However, three remained with the colored girl, kneeling on the deck they started to run their hands over her exposed limbs. Rough hands started to fondle her legs and arms, starting at her feet and wrists, and slowly moving into her main body. As the hands passed her knees and reached the more sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs, the girl started to squirm and wriggle to get away from the probing hands which were closing ever nearer to her displayed intimate female parts. As the first
exploring hand finally reached the pink slit of her gaping pussy, the girl screamed out a large volley of abuse at the men from her mouth. This was followed by a large blob of spittle that hit one of the men in the face.
None of the men said anything, but the girl's screams of abuse suddenly turned to screams of agony, as three hands grabbed parts of her anatomy and squeezed as hard as they could. As they squeezed, dirty fingernails dug deep into the flesh of the girl's two nipples and clitoris. The pressure was kept up relentlessly for over two minutes as the girl struggled and howled out at the pain to her body. The man, who had been spat at, used his other hand to wipe the spittle from his face and then wiped it off his hand in the girl's Afro style hair.
The girl's screams slowly faded away, as the combination of pain and exertion left her weak and exhausted, before the men released their agonizing hold on her sensitive nerve buds. She was totally silent as the first of the men dropped his trousers and rammed his penis deep into her painfully abused cunt opening, neither did she say anything as he started to pump his cock in and out of her body in a rough one sided fuck. She remained quiet and passive as another of the men turned her head towards him and shoved his own evil smelling cock into her mouth.
Charlotte's spirit had been broken and she just accepted what the men were doing to her. She was to remain bound spread-eagled to the bow of the boat for most of the day. Sometimes left alone in the hot Caribbean sun, but more often than not, a sex toy for any man that wanted to use her body for his own sexual gratification. She gave up trying to count how many times she was either raped, or forced to orally relieve one of the men's cocks during that day, one rape just seemed to continue into the next until her mind became that of an automated robot.
Further back on the boat, the two twins were themselves suffering at the hands of the fishermen. Still fascinated by the two girls almost identical looks, the men had set them up for even closer inspection. They had spread their legs wide apart, while still suspended from the boom by their wrists. Each girl had one end of a broom handle tied to each of her ankles. Their baby bald cunts, totally on display to the men's gaze and touch. The men were squeezing and probing each girl in turn; every little detail was under very close scrutiny. Breasts and buttocks were weighed and measured
against each other, cunts lips were parted and spread as eyes and fingers inspected the inner lips and internal openings, buttock cheeks were spread wide as the tiny anus holes of each of the two girls was similarly inspected in every minute detail.
As the inspections were conducted by each of the men in turn, the two sisters were crying and whimpering, completely unable to prevent the humiliating and sometimes painful invasion of their lightly tanned white bodies by these rough black men. Failing to find any differences other than the small name tattoos on each on the girl's bodies, the men decided to find out if they were alike in other ways as well. With this thought in mind they decided to see if the girls would each react identically to pain.
The man who seemed to be in charge picked up a thin piece if bamboo cane, he swished this through the air a few times, smiling as the cane bent as it passed through the air with a loud whooshing noise, and then straightened again. Moving to stand behind the two still whimpering terrified blonde girls hanging spread-eagled from the boom, he raised the cane and brought its swishing end, down onto Samantha's beautiful taut pair of buttocks. The poor girl threw her body and hips forward away from the stinging pain that had suddenly set fire to her arse cheeks and let out a scream that could be heard throughout the boat.
As Samantha's scream died down, Nichole suddenly threw her body forward and also let out a howling scream of pain as her arse cheeks felt the stinging contact of the fast-moving cane. The watching men were all roaring with laughter at the girl's screams and their futile attempts to evade the striking cane's blows. Again, both girls felt the heat of pain as the cane slapped hard against their tender derrieres. Then the cane struck lower and raised welts at the top of their spread thighs, just below the
bottom curves of their arses. With each new blow, a scream of agony would escape one of the girl's lips, to take over from the dying scream from her sister's agony.
Blow after blow was inflicted on each of the girls in turn. Always striking an identical blow to each of the two girls, before changing the aim or weight of the striking cane. The girl's arses and thighs were covered in the long red lines marking the canes point of contact with their tender skins. Then the man totally surprised Samantha, who let out yet another almighty scream of shocked agony as the cane suddenly flew upwards between her legs, making contact with her exposed cunt lips. Tears were streaming from her eyes at the vicious unexpected blow to her womanhood. Seconds later Nichole's response was the same as the cane struck her tender defenseless pussy lips.
The man then alternated between using the cane on the girl's arses and striking their more tender feminine parts, to the utter enjoyment of the watching men. Eventually the man tired of the game, but before he put the cane down, he stepped in front of the two bound girls and struck each of the girls with the cane just once, a perfectly lined up blow across their chests, which created a red line of pain across their breasts, and across the centre of each of the girl's two nipples. The howl that the two girls made as the blow struck home was enough to even bring tears to the eyes of the men watching.
Even though the cane was now put aside, the girl's suffering was not over, in fact it was far from it, as the watching men had worked themselves up into a frustrated frenzy at the sight of the blonde twins suffering. The girl's wrists were released from the boom and they were lifted down onto the deck. Their hands were tied behind their backs in such a way that their forearms were lashed together in the small of their backs. The broom handle that spread each of the girl's legs apart was left in place.
Samantha was laid down on the boats deck on her front, so that her large painful breasts were squashed against the rough wooden planking of the deck. Nichole was then laid down next to her but lying on her back facing the clear blue sky. Immediately two of the men dropped their trousers and mounted the two girls. Thick swollen cocks forced themselves up into the girls presented openings. Nichole just whimpered as the invading cock plunged up into her cunt, filling every inch of her virgina to bursting point and then started to rape her pussy in long slow strokes.
Samantha however, once more started to scream out as the enormous cock started to press against her un-lubricated anus entrance. The pain as the swollen head pushed against her tight sphincter muscles, nearly as bad as the caning that she had just received, however unlike the canning, the pain was continuous as it tried to force entrance into her rear passage. Finally, the cock won the game and managed to pries its way passed the resisting entrance ring, to gain access to the inner tight passageway.
Samantha continued to scream out as her anal channel was stretched wide by the invading penis, which didn't stop its forward motion into her bowels until the man's balls rested against her pussy lips below. Then the man started to sodomize her with long slow strokes of his cock.
Both girls felt the twitching of the men's cocks inside their bodies as they built up towards an orgasm. The men's strokes increased in speed and intensity as they neared their climaxes. Then the girls felt the hot spurting of semen erupt from the cocks into their body’s depths, Samantha into her bowels and Nichole into her womb. As soon as each of the men had completed their ravishment, they withdrew and their places, inside the girls, was taken by another of the men, eagerly waiting to bury their
penises up to the hilt in blond female flesh.
When three men had taken each of the two girls, they were lifted up and their positions reversed, so that it was now Nichole who was facing the wooden deck boards, and Samantha facing the sky. Both girls were immediately pounced on and impaled by the cocks of a couple of fishermen. Although Nichole's buggery was painful, she was luckier than her sister because the semen and juices flowing down from her abused cunt during her rapes had lubricated the area around the entrance to her anus, making both the initial impalement and the speed of the entry a lot quicker for her.
Once the girl's attackers had finished with their bodies, they withdrew and the girls were left on the deck in this position for the rest of the day so that any of the men who wanted, could jump on them and relieve themselves. Most of the men headed below deck to relax and get some food. Occasionally one of the men would come up on deck swigging beer and would start raping or buggering one of the three girls on the deck, going back down when he had finished to join the other men.
As the sun began to set on the horizon, all the men came back up on deck and untied the three girls and re-hung them from the boats boom by their wrists. The twin's legs were released from the broom handles to dangle free. The three girls that had spent the day locked in the rope locker were then brought back up on deck and also strung from the boom.
In a repeat of the morning's proceedings, the boom was swung out over the deep waters of the sea and the high-pressure hose turned on the girls once again. After about ten minutes they were swung back inboard and released from the boom. The men left the girls untied but forced them to sit down on one side of the boat with their backs against the timber side. Bowls of watery soup were produced for the girls, along with some stale bread, which they hungrily gulped down; they hadn't eaten for over
twenty-four hours since their capture. Once the sun had finally set, the girls were again lowered into the rope locker for the night. This time the girls were left unbound, but naked and underneath the closed solid wooden hatch cover, that was bolted shut from the outside, the only help this was to them, was to spend a more comfortable night in the pitch-black hold.* * * * * * * * * *
The next morning started for the people on board, in the same way as it did the day before. The girls were strung out on the boom and then swung out over the sea, to be hosed down by the men with the pressure hose, as they tried to relieve themselves of their overnight body excess, to the amusement of the watching men. After twenty minutes or so of trying to dodge the worst of the hoses water jets, invading lance, the girls were swung inbound and left to dry out in the sun while the men went down for their morning meal.
On their return the men removed the twins and Charlotte, who had suffered abuse the day before, and put them back below deck in the rope locker. The remaining three girls left hanging were terrified about what was to happen to them next. They had heard the girls screams the day before and seen the bruises on their bodies from the beatings that they had received, however during the night none of the three had wanted to talk about the abuse they had been subject too. The three hanging girls were now dreading finding out what had happened first-hand.
The youngest, 19-year-old Christine was the first to be selected by the men for their attention. With her long black hair and smallish almost childlike breasts, she stood out from the two older, more buxom girls beside her. Her wrists were released from the boom and she was turned upside down with her arms bound behind her back. The men then tied her ankles to the boom about four feet apart. Her long strands of hair hung down and rested on the deck below her head.
One of the men stood behind the up-ended girl and reached out between her spread legs. He parted the lips of her pussy with his fingers, then started to massage her clitoris with one of his fingers until it started to harden and swell up to his touch. The girl started to moan softly as he rubbed and tweaked her sensitive bunch of nerve endings, she was involuntary responding to the manipulation of her sex. Juices started to seep from glands inside her pussy making the passageway moist to the man's touch.
Then the girl's moans turned into an ear-splitting scream, as he took hold of her swollen clitoris and squeezed it with all his might between his fingers. Her body shook and started to convulse in agony, as the center of her whole existence was centered on the excruciating pain between her legs. On and on he squeezed, ignoring the girl’s shrieks and screams, as well of the begging of her two friends to have mercy on the poor girl. Finally, he did let go of Christine's clitoris and her body started to shake as she sobbed her heart out, wet salty tears poured across her forehead and dripped onto the deck below to form a growing puddle.
Leaving the younger girl to recover a bit from the pain and to get herself together, the man crossed over to stand in front of Susan. Indicating for a few of the others to give him a hand, the girl’s legs were lifted up in the air in front of her and tied to the boom by her ankles about four feet apart. When she had been secured, they stepped over to the girl's leader Caroline. Caroline's legs were drawn back behind her and also attached to the boom by her ankles, about four feet apart, so unlike Susan, she was facing downwards towards the boats wooden deck.
Once again, the cane used the previous day was produced and swished through the air in front of the frightened girls. The man brought the cane down across the now exposed buttock cheeks of Susan, who winced at the pain as the cane drew a thin red line across her buttock cheeks, just above the top of her thighs. The man struck her half a dozen times, twice across the top of her thighs themselves before he turned his attention on the downward facing Caroline. He was unable to get a decent swing at the auburn-haired girls cheeks from the side, because of the way her legs were lifted up behind her.
However so not to have the canes entertainment foiled, he lowered the end towards the deck, then suddenly flicked it upwards to strike the girl across her large hanging right breast. The contact brought a screech of pain from Caroline's lips, even though the force of the blow had been restricted by the angle that the cane had been used. The cane struck again, this time on the girls hanging left breast, with the same effect. Then he struck her right breast again, this time angling the canes stroke so that it contacted the soft under part of the breast. As well as making her scream again, this blow made her breast bounce backwards and forwards like a swinging pendulum, which brought cheers from the watching males. Satisfied with the effect, the man repeated the blow to her left breast. Then he started to strike each breast in turn, sometimes across the center of the mammary sack to hit the tender nipple at its center, sometimes across the breasts upper surface of her cleavage, but more often than not striking below her breasts to get them swinging. Regardless of how the cane struck Caroline's tender breasts; she would let out a screech of agony at each contact.
The girl received a good dozen blows to each of her breasts before the man turned his attention back to the blonde Susan. Again, he laid the canes pain bringing surface against Susan's buttocks, one strike, two strikes, a dozen strikes, the cane flashed through the air to come striking down on her reddening cheeks, over and over again. Susan's shrieks turned into one long continuous howl as the fast-striking blows fell upon her rear. Then the blows suddenly stopped. Susan, who had been holding her eyes tightly closed as the blows fell upon her agonized body, very slowly opened them. Through the mist of her salty tears, she saw the outline of the man in front of her, before she could blink and clear her eyes; she saw a flash of movement. Then her mind exploded in the shear agony of the most excruciating pain that she had ever felt.
The man had deliberately stopped to wait for her to open her screwed up eyes, and then brought the cane flashing down between her legs so that it fell along the whole length of her pussy lips, the force was so great that the thin cane sank into the crack of her cunt and struck her extremely tender clitoris with nearly the full force of the swing. The girl's body arched as a blood-curdling scream broke from her mouth and she passed out from the shear agony of the blow.
Once more the man turned his attention to Caroline's hanging breasts. He placed the cane on the floor and knelt down at the side of her. Grabbing a nipple in each hand, the whole crew started to roar out in laughter as he started to pull the tender buds downwards. In a mock demonstration of a farmer milking a cow, the man started to stretch her nipples painfully downwards and squeezing her breasts. The watching men loudly made catcalls and mooing sound effects, as the girl was painfully, dry milked by the man. Her nipples were painfully distended by the man's hands as he pulled them as hard as he could. Then the man retrieved the cane and stood up. Almost immediately the cane whooshed upwards twice, to strike each of her swollen nipples in turn.
As the girl sobbed from the pain, the man walked around behind her and raised the cane up high. When Caroline's sobs started to die down, the man let his arm drop down with as much force as he could muster. The cane descended in a straight line, passing between the girls suspended wide open legs, until it came to a sudden stop as a result of hitting her cunt lips and anus. Like the blow to Susan, the strike was deadly accurate and struck the length of the girl's pussy lips. Caroline also let out a blood-curdling scream before she too passed out from the shear agony of the sadistic blow.
Attention was once more turned back to the youngest of the three girls, still hanging upside-down from the boom. The man now applied the cane to her backside with some force. As he struck her buttocks for the first time, the girl tried to use her tied hands to ward off the blow. So one of the other men stepped forward and took hold of her tied wrists and levered them painfully outwards and downwards, giving the man with the cane a clear target of shapely butt cheeks to aim at.
After half a dozen blows, the man holding the girl's wrists started to swing her backwards and forwards to give the striker a moving target to aim at. A couple of the next swings of the cane struck the girl on her hips and thighs instead of the intended target, thanks to the crafty way that the man swinging her kept on changing the direction of the swing, or suddenly stopped her by yanking on her arms. The watching crowd of men thought this was a great laugh and ribbed the man with the cane when he missed, urging him on to even greater force being applied to the canes aim on the next swing.
The men eventually got bored of the games with the cane and looked for something else to do to the girls before they took them down to be raped. One of the men took out one of the stanchions that sit in holes in the top of the boats wooden rail. These were used to change the direction of the pull on a rope and were about eighteen inches in length. In days gone by, they were used by Press Gangs as clubs on reluctant recruits to knock them senseless. Shaped like a club or an oversized dildo with a rounded head at one end, it would make an ideal toy for their games with the girls.
As he stepped forwards in front of the upended youngest girl with his prize in his hand, the man in charge nodded to him to go ahead. He placed the rounded end of the implement against her pussy lips and started to screw it downwards into her cunt. He continued to force it into the girl until about twelve inches of its length had disappeared inside her. Then he started to fuck her with it, by quickly pulling it out and pushing it back inside her cunt. Another enterprising fisherman also retrieved one of the stanchions and crossed over behind the girl. After first dipping the rounded end into a tin of grease, he placed the end against the girl's anus. With a screwing motion he forced the head passed the girls sphincter muscles as she screamed out at the painful invasion. The wooden dildo slowly started to disappear inside the girl’s arse until it too was buried deep inside her body. He too then started to fuck the girl's arse with it, so that she was being pummelled in both holes by the rock hard long wooden dildos.
In and out pumped the two stanchions. Sometimes the men would time their strokes so that she was being impaled by one as the other was withdrawn, like a pair of twin pistons on a steam engine. At other times they timed their strokes so that both were withdrawn at the same time and then forced back in together. They ravished her with the stanchions for about five minutes, before letting them go and leaving them both embedded and sticking out from between her legs, like a couple of tails.
A third stanchion was retrieved and stuck into the tin of grease. The now awake Susan watched as the long wooden implement approached her in the hands of a fisherman. With her legs held wide open she was totally defenseless to prevent the man from doing as he wished. She rocked her head backwards and forwards as she begged and pleaded with the man to leave her alone. He totally ignored her entreaties as he placed the tip of the dildo against her pussy and started to rub the tip up and down her cunt lips.
At any moment, Susan was expecting the shaft to bury itself deep into her cunt. Each time she felt a slight difference in pressure, or a change in direction, she braced herself for the dildo to lung inside her. However, the man teased her and continued to rub its tip against her lips, deliberately pretending to prepare to enter her, then continuing the rubbing. Susan could not help herself from becoming sexually aroused as the temporary dildo brushed against her clitoris as it moved back and forth across her sex.
Then as the girl started to whimper at the feelings that were building up in her cunt and closed her eyes, the man made his move. He dropped the tip of the dildo suddenly to her anus and rammed it forwards into her with as much force as he could. Her whimpers turned to a scream of pain as the wooden implement buried itself deep into her bowels. She continued to scream as he started to fuck her arse with it in earnest. Attention was now turned to the final girl, Caroline, while the man continued to sodomise the girls arse with the dildo.
The leader of the men now went and stood behind Caroline, between her spread legs. Suspended as she was, he was able to see the shapely cheeks of her buttocks with their separating cleavage. The tight little bunghole of her anus winked at him with its star shaped ring of muscles. Below this her hairless pink cunt lips stood out from her body, wrinkled flaps of sexual skin that hide the channel of her virgina entrance. Inserting one of his fingers into her, he started to move it around inside her pussy. Slowly her body responded, and her cunt started to release lubrication onto his probing finger. He slipped a second finger inside her and started to both pump them into her and stretch the opening wider. Then a third finger, and a fourth as his manipulation of her cunt got more energetic, sliding in and out, twisting and turning, forcing her cunt to accept the size of his probing hand. Then he bent his thumb across his palm and forced the full width of his hand inside her cunt.
Caroline winced loudly as the hand was able to delve deeper inside her grossly stretched pussy. Then she felt the man close his hand into a fist inside her. The pain as he forced his fist up further inside her and started to twist around, stretching her body was terrible. It was even worse when he started to pump his hand in and out of her cunt, fucking her with the fist, his wrist disappearing into her completely as he did so.
The man continued to fist fuck her, even when one of the others handed him a grease-dipped stanchion. He pressed this against her anus with his free hand and forced it into her. As it slid into her rear passage, he could feel the huge dildo against his hand through the narrow walls of skin separating the two passages. He fucked both of her holes then at the same time, filling her body up to capacity. While he did so, the poor woman thought that she would be split in half by the two huge impaling monsters.
To make her pain even worse, another man produced a Zippo Cigarette lighter from his pocket and stepped in front of Caroline. Crouching down below her, he flipped the lid open and spun the wheel; sparks flew up from the flint to light the petrol-covered wick. The man held the flame produced about six inches underneath her hanging right breast and slowly raised his hand so that the flames heat got closer and closer to the girl's nipple. She started to forget about her double impaling as the heat started to burn the tender breast bud. Her body started to shake and sway as she tried everything to get the most sensitive part of her breast away from the agonizing rising pain. The man flicked the lid of the lighter closed just before the nipple started to actually cook from the heat.
Then the relit lighter was then under her left breast, slowly rising and spreading its heat upwards. This time the lid didn't flick closed quite so quickly and the tender skin of her nipple started to burn. Caroline could not stand the pain in her tender tit; she let out a agonizing scream and then passed out into blissful oblivion.
The men removed the impaling stanchions from out of the three girl's passages and cut down their legs so that they could hang just by their wrists. Christine was released and flipped over the right way up and also hung by her wrists from the boom. Then the men all went below for a bite to eat and a few beers, before the afternoons planned party.
After a couple of hours, the men returned on deck, slightly the worse for wear after their meal and drinking session. Christine was released first and carried over to where a large salt barrel, used for curing fish under normal circumstances, was lashed to the deck on its side. She was laid out on her back across the top of it, and her arms and legs lashed to either side of the barrel. Her legs being separated by the barrels bulk, left her thighs spread wide and accessible to the men. Susan was also released and carried over to a similar barrel on the other side of the deck. She was laid over the barrel in a similar way and also bound with cords.
Caroline was taken down and dragged over to the hatch cover of the rope locker, where the other girls were still being held captive. She was spread-eagled over the top of it on her back with her hands and feet being lashed to the four corners. When the girls were all strapped down, the men all stripped their own clothes off and spread themselves around the females, three or four with each girl. Without any further delay one of the men mounted each of the girls with their big black cocks and started to violently rape their already abused and tender cunts.
While the girls were having their pussies viciously poked with man meat, others were groping all over their bodies with rough hands, exploring and tweaking any piece of female flesh that was within reach. Then one of the men pushed his penis into Christine's mouth and started to fuck her orally at the same time, forcing his swollen penis deep into the back of her throat. The idea caught on with the other men, two of whom started to push their cocks into the other two girls’ mouths while they were being fucked.
The initial rapes of the three girls didn't take too long due to the really heightened, frustrated state of the men from the mornings abuse session on the girls. As each of the men shot his load into one of the girls he was replaced by a different man, who would mount her and start humping her body like a dog with a bitch on heat.
Those men not fucking the girls or ramming their cocks down their throats, were sat around watching and drinking more beer from bottles, a couple of crates of which had been brought up on deck. The rapes went on until all the men had been initially satisfied, some of the men taking girls once, some taking a couple of girls before they had been satisfied.
Susan was the first girl to find herself without a man between her legs, her gaping violated cunt lips spread wide and dripping cum onto the deck below her. She let her head fall back and tried to relax, making the most of the respite allowed her by her captors. This respite was very short lived as one of the men drained the last dregs of alcohol from his upended beer bottle. He crossed the deck and knelt between Susan's spread legs, using the bottle as a dildo he forced the neck up into her sloppy cunt entrance. It slid straight in without resistance because of the rapes she had received that had stretched her and lubricated her virgina. Meeting no resistance, the man pushed the bottle in further so that the thicker shoulder of the bottle stretched her cunt wider, twisting it round as he did so to screw it into her body.
There was hardly any resistance as the main thickness of the bottle entered the girl's cunt and was pushed forwards into her until the man could only just grip the base of the bottle. The man withdrew the slippery glass container from the girl's cunt and reversed it in his hand so that he could grab hold of the bottles neck as a handle. With the bottle the other way round, he placed the wide base of the bottle against the girls cunt and again started to screw it into her body. He continued to force it inside her until only the thin neck handle was sticking out from between her legs. Calling out to the rest of the men, to attract the attention of those not already watching, he started to fuck the girl with the thick bottle, pulling it partially out and ramming it back inside her, building up momentum as he did so.
Other beer swilling men now picked up empty bottles and started to use them on the other two girls, forcing them in between their legs, until the glass dildos were forcibly raping all three girls. Another enterprising fisherman, fascinated by the scene of the girl's bottle rape, but unable to get access to one of the girl's pussies, picked up another empty bottle and started to screw the neck of a bottle into the unused anus of Christine. When the others realised what he was trying to do, they untied her ankles from the barrel and forced her legs open as wide as possible and upwards towards her shoulders, securing them there with ropes. With far better access to her rear passage, the man screwed the bottle in deep into her arse, forcibly stretching her sphincter muscles grotesquely wide as the thicker part of the bottle entered her anus. Christine was screaming yet again as her back passage was tortured to a size totally alien for what it was designed for.
As both bottles now inserted into her body, were used to fuck her two holes, other men untied the lashings on the other two girls and lifted their legs out and up. While the bottles in their cunts continued their mock sex act in their cunts, their legs were retied so that they were far more exposed. Without hesitation these two girls were then impaled up their anuses with beer bottles to join the ones already up their cunts.
All of the men present had a go at fucking at least one of the girl’s holes with a bottle, changing over as a man started to get tired or got up to collect a fresh beer.
The obscene bottle rape went on for a good hour before the men finally tied of the spectacle and left the girls alone with the bottles still sticking out of their cunts and anuses. The men produced more crates of beer and lay back and enjoyed getting drunk in the late afternoon sun on the boats deck.
As the sun started to drop towards the horizon, the man in the boats wheelhouse, ordered the drunken men to get up and put the girls back on the boom and bring up the other females. Caroline, Christine and Susan had the bottles pulled unceremoniously out of their cunts and arses, and were untied and hauled up on their feet and dragged over to the boom, where their wrists were once more tied to leave them hanging off the decks floor. The Twins and the West Indian girl were brought up from the rope locker and also strung up to the boom before it was once again swung over the side over the sea.
Again, the salt water, pressure hose was brought into action to fire water at the girls to clean them off. This time though, things didn't go quite to plan. Because of the drunken state of some of the men, two of them got washed overboard by the powerful jet of seawater, which was badly miss-aimed. The man in the wheelhouse was not very amused when he had to take the boat around in a large circle to pick up the drunken men, whose unplanned dip in the sea had sobered them up somewhat.
When the girls forced ablutions were over, they were swung back onboard and again released and made to sit on the deck with their backs to the boat’s sides. Fresh water and food were produced for the girls in the form of a sort of watery stew and the usual stale bread, which the abused girls eagerly devoured. They were then allowed to remain up on deck until the sun had disappeared below the horizon and the night sky enveloped the boat. The girls then were once more placed back into the rope locker and locked in for the night.* * * * * * * * * *
(To Be Continued)
