“What a sight,” Keifer said.
“Beautiful,” Archer agreed.
“Don’t go anywhere,” Keifer said with a laugh. “We’ll be back later.”
“Wait,” she said, “Don’t leave me like this!” But Lia knew it was in vain. She could hear them moving across the deck. She looked down. All she could see was darkness as the night took hold.
This was something a pirate would do, she knew. They’d been romanticized in fiction, but they were ruthless people, not caring a wit about other people.
She knew that soon, the others on the cruise would be back on the deck. After all, Rachel’s gang bang was tonight. They would set up for it, or at least she thought they would. When they arrived, they would see her, on display like this, her pussy stuffed with a fake cock.
The thought made her smile. She was definitely getting her money’s worth.
Chapter Five
Arch took a swig from his tankard and stared at the lovely sight before him: their play toy, Lia, bent over the side of the deck, illuminated in the moonlight.
“I know we need to leave her like that for a while, but my dick has other ideas,” he said to Keifer.
“Mine too,” Keifer said. “But waiting leads to intense fucking.”
“True.” Arch bit back a groan as Lia rolled her hips. The only thing that would improve the view was if she was filled to the max, with a cock in her ass as well as her pussy. As it was, she attracted attention from all the mates who passed her. They’d stop and look, someone of them bending close to get a better look.
“How long do you think we should let her suffer like that?” Keifer asked.
Arch chuckled. “Suffer? She hasn’t voiced a complaint. I think she likes it.”
“That doesn’t answer the question,” Keifer said before he took a drink from his own mug. “Should we leave her there during the gang bang? It would drive her crazy to hear it and not be able to watch.”
“The perfect torture,” Arch agreed. “She wouldn’t know if she was going to be forced to take part or not.”
“Let’s go talk to her.” Keifer put down his mug and stood. Arch did the same. They approached Lia slowly. Arch could see her hips, moving gently, and he imagined her trying to bring the dildo into contact with her G-spot, so she could have an orgasm without their help.
Keifer and Arch exchanged a glance, both of them nodding ever so slowly. Keifer leaned his hip against the edge of the deck, while Arch trailed his finger over Lia’s back. Her sharp intake of breath made him want to fuck her right here.
“Enjoying yourself?” he asked her, keeping his tone low.
“No, Sir,” she answered. He traced his finger over her ass, drawing circles on each cheek. While he worked, he stayed silent. In some cases, silence was indeed golden, and drove subs insane. After a few moments, he found this was the case with Lia.
“Please, Sir, don’t…I beg you.”
“Beg me to what?” He parted her cheeks and looked at her asshole. It looked incredibly tight, and his cock pulsed in anticipation. He glanced at Keifer, and his friend understood the question. Without saying a word, Keifer waved at a crewmember. When he had the man’s attention, he mouthed the word, “Condom.”
Arch looked back down at Lia. Her hips were moving quicker now. She wanted it, but Arch wasn’t sure now was the time for it. It was almost time for the gang bang, and taking Lia’s ass right before hand, in public, would take away from the other woman’s event. But he could tease her, make her think she was about to get it when in actuality they would wait until after tonight’s festivities.
The crewman returned with the condom. Archer took it from him and then stared at it in confusion. In his tight pants, there was no place to store it until they needed it later. Keifer pointed to his boot, and Arch nodded. He shoved the packet in the space before he turned his attention back to Lia.
“Someone’s going to get her ass fucked soon,” he said, teasingly. “Do you know who that might be, Lia?”
“Me,” she said. She sounded quite satisfied with the idea. Archer slapped her butt and she grunted in pain.
“Guess again.” He gave her another smack.
“You?” her question almost made him laugh. Instead, he snorted in derision. Then he snapped his fingers at a crewmember.
“Find me a crop.”
Before he could leave, Keifer said, “Bring two.”
“Yes, sirs,” the man responded. Archer rested his hand on Lia’s back. She was considerably more tense than she had been a few seconds ago.
“You might save yourself some pain by reconsidering your answer,” Archer said.
“Keifer?” She sounded confused, and Archer chuckled.
“I’m not sure if she’s suggesting you bend over for me, or if she’s asking you for help, Keifer,” Archer said to his friend. “Good thing you asked for that second crop so we can get to the bottom of the matter.”
“Indeed,” Keifer said.
“It’s not fair to punish me when I truly don’t know the answer to the question,” Lia said. “Perhaps if you give me some sort of clue.”
Archer watched as the crewman approached with their requested items. He handed one to Keifer, and Archer took his.
“I would think it would be plain as day,” Keifer said. “After all, you are thick as thieves with her. I saw you talking on the day we took over your ship.”
“Oh, Rachel,” she said, her voice drifting up.
“Indeed,” Archer said. “Rachel. Tell us, Lia, would you like to join her. I understand she has disobeyed the crew, and to help correct her attitude, she will be fucked, by several of them, in front of everyone.”
“No!” she yelled out.
“No what?” Archer said. He leaned over her, pressing his crotch into her naked ass. “No, you don’t want to join her, or no, you don’t think she deserves what she is about to get? Please, be specific. I hate to misconstrue your meaning.”
“That’s a very big word for a pirate,” Lia said, her voice venomous.
Archer refused to rise to the bait. Doing so would give her power. Instead, he stroked her shoulder before he planted a kiss in the center of her back.
“Since you’ve decided not to give us an answer, I think we shall make one up for ourselves.” He thrust himself against her, satisfied with the grunt the movement produced. “Crewmen, bring out the plank. Our captive wants to see the show from a different point of view than the rest of us.”
“Aye, sir,” a crewman said, his glee obvious. Arch ran his hand over one of Lia’s cheeks while Keifer stroked the other. They nodded at each other and took a step back. Arch pointed to her back and Keifer nodded.
In unison, they rubbed the crops against her skin, Arch on her back, and Keifer on her ass and thighs. She danced and wiggled under the touch of the crops.
“No plank,” she whispered, over and over. Arch couldn’t help but smile. The Fingertip people had told him about the “plank” and how it could be used to keep a sub on edge. Doing it now, while the gang bang was about to start, would keep their little submissive teetering, in more ways than one.
He couldn’t wait to see her reaction to it.
The plank was an apparatus unlike anything Lia had ever seen before. When Captain Arch had said the words, she’d had visions of being extended over the edge of the ship, dangling over the water. It hadn’t made her happy, but then again, neither did seeing the actual device.
It was two long pieces of wood placed about one half foot apart. Two of the crewmen helped her to mount it, one foot on either board. Then, she was given a round piece of wood to hold. The idea was she had to walk along it, without losing her balance, or the consequences would be harsh.
Lia’s balance was not the best to begin with, and walking along here, naked, kept her on edge. She made a few passes, getting to the edge twice without falling off—and then they’d brought Rachel out.
Seeing her naked friend, with her hands tied in front of her, being led to a table made Lia’s nerves tighten. One misstep was all it took and she lost her balance, her foot sliding off the edge of the wood.
“Ow!” she said as she hit the deck. Behind her, Captain Arch and Captain Keifer laughed wickedly.
“Get back up,” Keifer demanded. “We’ll discuss your punishment later.”
Lia did as he asked, but she couldn’t help but watch the scene in front of her as she walked, which meant she wasn’t paying enough attention. She fell off three more times before she stopped and watched instead of walking.
The crewmen had lashed Rachel to the table. One of them was behind her, his hand on her crotch. Her friend cried out as the crewman grasped her hips and thrust inside her.
“Keep walking,” Captain Arch ordered. Lia did, the sounds of the crewman’s grunts and Rachel’s groans of pleasure filling the air. She’d made it to the end and turned around now. Her legs felt like jelly, and she wondered how long they expected her to keep walking.
Behind her, a crewman yelled out, “Next!” and the sound of men volunteering to fuck Rachel wrapped around Lia. She wondered about being banged, how it felt, and if she would like it. When was the first time Rachel had experienced it, Lia wondered. Would she have time to ask her? For that matter, would she be able to find out where Rachel lived, so she could keep in touch with her after this was all over?
While she’d been thinking, she reached the end of the plank, and promptly went off the edge.
“Damn it!” she said as she fell to the deck.
“Clumsy,” Captain Arch said. “Perhaps we need to take her to our cabin and find another way to punish her.”
“Definitely,” Captain Keifer said. They ordered her to stand. It was a little hard, since she felt battered from the fall, but she did as they asked. As she walked to the stairs, she wondered why she hadn’t asked for more time off after the cruise. It was obvious she was going to need it, what with all the whippings and now the falling down.
Behind her, she could hear the sounds of Rachel living out her fantasy. Lia wished she could stay and watch a little more, but she was also quite willing to see whatever punishment her two captains had planned for her.
“On your knees,” Keifer ordered as they entered the cabin. Lia followed his order slowly, wishing for a pillow but knowing one wouldn’t be forthcoming.
“She hated the idea of taking my prick in her mouth last night,” Keifer said. “Let’s see how she does with two.”
This was punishment? Lia wanted to jump for joy. She knew the fictional recently deflowered Lia, though, would hate the idea. She grumbled as much as she could, hemming and hawing about how she couldn’t do it, but her heart wasn’t in it.
When Arch put his cock in front of her face, she swallowed him eagerly. She sucked him in as far as she could before she ran her tongue over the tip of him, the salty taste exciting her even more.
“Seems she just didn’t like the taste of yours,” Arch said, and Lia could hear the humor in his words. “She’s enjoying mine just fine, thank you very much.”
“Little wench,” Keifer said. “Let’s see how she does with mine today.”
Arch pulled himself from her mouth, and she wanted to cry out for more, but she didn’t have time. Keifer immediately took his place. She sucked him as eagerly as she’d done his friend. Flicking her tongue over his head, tasting his pre-cum the way she’d just done Arch.
“Seems she’d had a revelation,” Arch said. “She likes dick.”
“Mumumsh,” was what came out, since Keifer was still in her mouth, but what she’d wanted to scream was, “Hell yes, I love dick!”
Arch moved next to Keifer, who took away his cock. Her mouth was immediately full again, this time with Arch. She had no idea how long it went on, but they moved her from one cock to the next, and soon her jaw was sore, and she wondered how much longer she could continue.
They both pulled away moments later. She coughed and gagged a little as she tried to recover her breath. She looked up just in time to see Arch take a condom out of his boot. She knew what that meant, and need raced through her body. It took over, blocking her ability to think clearly. She was supposed to struggle, was supposed to be a captive.
Instead of pleading for mercy to be let go, she begged for something else. “Take me,” Lia whispered. “I want it, so much.”
“You’ll suck Keifer while I’m in your ass,” Arch ordered. “And be mindful of your teeth. No matter how much pain you’ve endured today and yesterday, I’ll whip your ass if you bite him.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said.
“Over the bed,” Arch demanded. Lia crawled to it, using her trembling hands and arms to pull herself up so she could bend over the tall bed. Her feet barely touched the ground, but she was pretty sure she was in the right position for Arch, who was shorter than Keifer.
“Spread your cheeks,” Keifer directed her. “I’m going to watch Arch spear your ass before I fill your mouth.”
Lia did as he asked, inhaling sharply when she felt two sets of hands examining her most sensitive area. First one, then the other, ran his fingers over her puckered opening.
“She looks tight,” Keifer said.
“Let’s find out,” Arch countered. She heard the tearing of paper, and then he pressed against her, his head demanding entrance into her back door.
“Oh,” she cried out as he pushed inside, passing the muscle that tried to keep him out.
“Fuck yeah, she’s tight,” Arch said, his voice deep and resounding.
“Give her more,” Keifer said. He pushed away her hands and held open her ass cheeks as Arch feed her more of his cock. The playacting was over. Lia grasped the bedclothes as she begged him to “Fuck her hard.”
Soon, the sounds of the three of them, Arch’s groaning, Lia’s moaning and Keifer’s “Yeah, fuck her ass,” filled the room.
The incredible sensations running through her pushed her toward orgasm, and she went over the edge when Keifer found her clit and pinched, “Come you little whore,” he said.
Lia soared, feeling as if she were flying around the room as Arch continued to pound into her and Keifer continued to finger her clit and pussy. She wanted to beg him to fuck her, to take her pussy while Arch took her ass.
But a second orgasm took away all reason, all chance of her speaking like a rational person, even one who was being screwed so perfectly. As the second orgasm started to fade, she realized Keifer’s fingers were no longer on her.