After a long break the continuation of the Outlander pirate story.
Part 7 Briannas long night Part 1
What colour is the hair between your legs?’ She snatched her hand from him and backed away as quickly as possible, but after a few steps she bounced against the cabin wall.
He took a step towards her. She grabbed the brandy bottle from the table and swung it at his head. He ducked skilfully, took the bottle from her and slapped her hard across the face.
She stumbled, half-blinded by the sudden pain. He grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her to her knees. His fingers dug into her hair, down to her scalp, and yanked hard on her head. He held her head at an awkward angle while he fiddled with the front of his breeches with his other hand. He grunted with satisfaction, taking half a step closer and thrusting his hips forward.
‘Allow me to introduce: Leroi,’ he said.

Leroi was both uncircumcised and unwashed and smelled strongly of stale urine. She felt a nausea rise in her throat and tried to turn her head away. The response was a brutal tug on her hair, pushing her back. She stifled a cry of pain.
"Maybe you would like to be stripped naked on the desk and whipped in front of all the men. When I ask you to satisfy me you have to satisfy me, understand?. I am your master now, and you are nothing but a lowly prisoner. I would think nothing of dispatching you over the side of the ship, watching you slowly sink into the depths of the water, your lungs quickly filling with water, convulsions rocking your body, as you die a slow, painful death. Now suck me!!!
Brianna started punching with her hands against Bonnets face,, missing him as he easily pushed her attempts to the side. She didn’t even see it coming, a sharp punch to her stomach. She gagged, fighting the urge to vomit, unable to catch her breathe, unable to even comprehend how a man could hit a girl, never mind punching her in the stomach. She huffed and puffed, rolling to her side, curling up into a ball as she struggled for air.
He had done this often, their futile attempts to stop him from fucking them, a powerful blow to their stomach driving the air from their lungs, the sudden primal need to breathe overcoming all other, the defense of the ravishment of her body becoming secondary.

In her weakened state Bonnet pounced on the helpless redhead sprawled out on the bed. . He yanked her head up by her red hair, tears in her eyes as he pulled the hair almost from her head. He slapped her two more times, her head shaking in pain back and forth, her nose running, her lips bloody from the brutal attack. “I’m going to enjoy fucking you,” his hand gripping her breasts brutally, the other holding her by her hair. He squeezed her tits hard, his powerful hands compressing the firm flesh, feeling her squirm as she tried to escape the brutal handling of her body. “Nice tits, but I want them naked.” His hand shot out and grabbed the bodice of her dress and tore it from her body. It pulled tight before it began to rip, the material no match for the superior strength of the cruel pirate. It split down the middle, her corset exposed, her breasts pushed up high, half naked, her white skin only flawed by the hundreds of freckles that covered her ample bosom.
She felt her dress tearing, looking up to see Bonnet staring down at her body as her captor began to strip her, fearing his power, fearing the moment when he would have her naked and unprotected. naked breasts. His hands were cruel and harsh, gripping her tender flesh, his calloused fingers running over her nipples, the sensitive tips hardening from the touch, even though it was by force. “NO!! NO!!” She screamed but it did no good, Bonnet gripped her nipples in his fingers and yanked them painfully from her body, tears in her eyes as they stretched to unbelievable lengths, the pink tips now white and long. She shook her chest, the pain increasing as the brutal pirate held her nipples tight, her movements only resulting in greater pain to her chest. How could he do such a thing, knowing how sensitive a woman’s breasts were? What were the limits to this man’s cruelty?
Bonnet loved the way her resilient breasts stretched, almost tearing from her body as he pulled her up by her nipples, his fingers locked tightly onto the rubbery tips as she shook in pain. Her back pulled up from the bed, her body supported by her stretched nipples, the pain etched on her red face, the slaps leaving his handprints on her white skin. Tears rolled down her cheeks, her sobbing increasing as she struggled, some of the fight taken from her body already. He released her nipples, her body slumping back down on the bed, his hand shooting out and slapping her again, this time his large palms slapping her breasts, the white flesh bouncing from side to side, already turning pink from the blows. “I love the way they bounce,” slapping them back and forth, the pendulous young flesh jiggling.
She suffered under the stinging blows as he slapped her sensitive breasts, feeling them bounce on her chest. Suddenly his head shot down. It felt as if he was sandpapering her tender breasts, his beard rubbing harshly over her sensitive flesh, his teeth pinching the skin in tiny bites as he moved his head between her twin peaks. He buried his face in her cleavage, her skin scratching as he moved his head back and forth like a mad man, slobbering over her naked skin. The bites moved closer and closer to her nipples as she struggled to keep his foul mouth from the tips but unseen hands gripped her tiny wrists and yanked her arms over her head, pinning her to the bed.
She smelled his breath as he tugged her bound body towards him.
He loved the feel of her breast, so soft and tender, squeezing one of them, seeing the flesh push up struggling to be contained in the tight restraints of the bodice of her dress. “Are your tits as nice as your mothers?” He squeezed tighter on her flesh, seeing the look on her face as she gallantly tried to ignore his words. He brought his other hand up and cupped her other breast, both of his large hands now encircling the flesh in a tight grip. “I said are your tits as nice as Claires? Or would you rather I yank them by the nipples as the wounded guy did to her? You will learn to obey me or it will be extremely painful to you and your mother”
“YES!” She blurted it out, ashamed of having to answer him but afraid of further punishment, the Bonnets cruelty having no boundaries, especially with females. His hands molded her breasts, casually caressing her flesh as if he was her lover but poor Brianna was definitely not enjoying his advances. She felt his hands move over her naked skin, goose bumps appearing on her chest as she shivered in embarrassment.
Suddenly the door opened and another pirate entered the room. Bonnet spoke in a soft voice: ‘This is Jeffrey our first officer, and at times my lover, when I'm not looking at something as appealing as you. Brianna was startled by these words.
“AAAHHH,” she gasped in shock as Jeffreys 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, Brianna 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. His attention turned back to Bonnet who seemed to be enjoying the spectacle.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.
Brianna was pinned underneath the stinking pirate. He had jammed his knees between her legs, the young girl 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 redhead 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.
She had no choice but to spread her legs wider, his wide hips settling down between her legs, Brianna 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 hold 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. Bonnet kooked at his friend. “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, Jeffrey 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.

“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 pirate pushing each other aside to catch a glimpse.
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 Bonnet, 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.”
She tried to escape his touch but he had her pinned to the bed, embarrassed that he had found her wet, unable to comprehend why or how. She feared what they would do to her, the pain and humiliation of being taken like an animal, bound and forced to submit. She felt him shifting his body on the bed. She opened her eyes to see him pull his pants down, his hard cock bobbing out the front. She couldn’t believe it. It was huge, a large cudgel with an ugly bend in it. The head was a dark purple, the size of a small fist. Two heavy swollen balls hung below it. She didn’t have time to think, the smelly body of the pirate crushing her as his legs pushed out on her inner thighs, pushing them to the bed until she relinquished and bowed them out, feeling her pussy spreading wider. Her legs ached, spread too wide, but that was the least of her problems. He reached down between them, his hands grabbing his hard cock and placing it over her pussy. She tried to move from side to side, anything to avoid the menacing weapon.
His cock jerked in pleasure when as head touched her hot pussy, grunting in pleasure. He was going to enjoy this. Her tiny body squirmed beneath him, delighting at the way she salaciously rubbed against him. Her attempts to escape only gave him pleasure as she rubbed against his throbbing cock. “Time to fuck littel lady, Time to give me your virginity.”
He pressed her into the mattress, his hand fisting his cock, pressing the massive head in the folds of her pussy, pushing apart her labia, feeling her heat. It jerked in excitement as he pressed forward.
She fought as best she could, trying to buck the heavy pirate off her frail body, the slap of naked flesh humiliating her as she tried to prevent the pirate from taking her body against her will. She felt throbbing flesh pushed against the opening of her pussy, thick and pulsating. She pushed her ass into the mattress to try to escape the hard cock but his hips followed hers, his massive weight pressing down, the thick cock battering at the gates of her virginity. She groaned in pain as her lips stretched wider to accommodate the massive weapon, his knees forcing her legs out wider, her crotch splitting open. She screamed in pain and bucked under him, feeling his giant cock push inside her, feeling the wetness, afraid she was bleeding as her pussy was forced to take the massive weapon inside her.
The First Officer couldn’t wait any longer. The squealing redhead beneath him, the feel of her tight pussy around the head of his cock was more then he could handle. He shoved mightily with his hips, driving his cock inside her, feeling her grip the head of his cock, his cock head banging against her maidenhood. She screamed and bucked underneath him, knowing that this was her last chance to escape the terrible pain. He looked down at her, her face clenched in pain, tears falling from her eyes. “Here it comes wench!” He shoved hard, feeling her hymen stretch then suddenly tear, his hard cock pushing into the untouched depths of her pussy, feeling her pussy cling to his cock like a second skin.
