General Chen`s White Torture Slave

General Chen’s

White Torture Slave

Two

The three men did not waste much time.

Tina was pulled up by her bound arms and dragged towards a table-sized crate. She whimpered as they manhandled her then cried out in pain as they carelessly threw her on her back on the top of the crate, her bound arms being squashed between the wood and her back. Gang-raped. The notion shot through her dazed mind which still tried to process the horrible events of the last half hour. She was going to be gang-raped. And heaven knows what they would do with her when they were through raping her. Most likely they would cut her throat and throw her overboard. Simultaneously, while comprehending the imminent ordeal she would go through, she realized the entire hopelessness of her situation. Being at sea there was no way for her to escape. Even if her hands weren’t tied behind, jumping off the ship away from her brutal captors would surely result in her drowning. She briefly saw herself floating in the water, her legs pedaling  beneath her, her arms struggling against the rope keeping them tied behind her back, her head sinking beneath the water again and again, swallowing water, fighting for air, slowly and painfully drowning. She shuddered in terror at the notion and groaned in terror as she also realized that there undoubtedly would be sharks in the water. Two of the men grabbed her legs and brutally spread them apart. Tina cried out in pain and misery but that did not stop them in the slightest. The third of them stepped between her spread legs, grinning menacingly down at her, and forced his hard cock against her pussy-slit. He was ugly to look at. His almond-shaped eyes sparkled with cruelty. Besides his pants his black shirt was open as well, revealing his round, fat, yellow-skinned belly.

An hour earlier, Tina would never had debased herself by even considering the possibility of acknowledging even the presence of such a man with the slightest nod of her head to say nothing of maybe shaking hands with him. Now there was nothing she could do to prevent him from fucking her.

She felt the head of his cock forcing her pussy-lips roughly aside, felt his rubbery hardness forcing its way inside her and whimpered at the pain the friction caused her. Yet he relentlessly forced himself deeper and deeper inside her pussy until the entire length of his hard cock had speared her cunt.  Then, mumbling obscenities, no doubt, and roughly fondling and kneading her breasts, he began to piston his hard cock back and forth inside her with painful speed. He fucked her hard and fast making her groan with each thrust into her pussy. The men holding her down on the crate made crude comments as well. Clearly aroused by the hard fucking she received they roughly fondled her hips and belly and breasts.

As appalled and frightened as Tina was, as much did her incredible sexy and nude body arouse each and every one of the pirates. For them this opportunity was literally too good to be true. Tina was not the first woman being raped on this ship. Not by far. But it was the first time those pirates had a white girl at their mercy. And not just any white girl. This was the kind of woman those men had only seen between the pages of American men magazines and never expected to meet in the flesh. Now they would take the chance of actually fucking a white girl as beautiful, if not even more so, as a top centerfold model and milk it for what it was worth.

Tina felt the relentless fuck-tool of the pirate hammering into her cunt, felt his coarse pubic hair grinding against her slit and her own soft pussy-hair. Then one of them yanked her head to his side by her hair. Her constant groans were interspaced by a short cry of denial as the pull at her hair send sparks of pain through the skin on her skull. Right in front of her face she saw the hard cock of the man pulling at her hair as its fishy, male scent assaulted her nostrils. He snarled at her and she did not need to understand his crude words to grasp what was demanded of her. Fearfully, she opened her lips to take the hard, yellow cock inside her mouth. The second man moved his cock inside the cavity of her mouth back and forth bulging out her cheek on the other side. The third man snarled as well and forced her head to face his hard cock, instead. He too fucked her mouth as it if were a pussy. After a few moments she had to face the second man again and take his cock between her red, wet lips. All the time the first man fucked her pussy relentlessly, making her full breasts bounce with each thrust and forcing groan after groan from her body. The second man’s cock began spurting cum and she eagerly opened her mouth to take it in and swallow it. She knew that nothing less was expected of her and she knew also that her only chance of survival was total compliance in this sexual assault. The second man sighed in pleasure as she swallowed his cum and licked his cock clean with her tongue while he still kept his rapidly inflating member in her mouth. Then he finally withdrew the third man stepped behind her, pulled her head back and forced his cock into her mouth. Tina’s eyes bulged out in fear as he kept forcing his cock farther inside her mouth-cave. She mewled in protest but that was all she dared to do against this intrusion. Without any regard for her he forced his cock all the way down her throat. She felt his smelly, sweaty balls against her nose and his coarse pubic hair rasping against her lips and chin. He pushed his cock as far down the throat as it would go, mashing his balls against her face. It seemed as if he tried reaching the cock-head of the man fucking her pussy with his own somewhere inside her. He also effectively cut off her supply of air and Tina felt her lungs strain and ache for oxygen. She tried to plead for being allowed to breath but only faint muffling sounds escaped her stuffed throat. Then he began to fuck her. Calmly first, sliding his cock back and forth inside the wet tunnel of her throat as her chest heaved for air. He made sure, however, not to pull out his cock to the point where the girl would be able to take a breath. He purposefully suffocated her with his hard cock as he fucked her throat. Tina’s eyes bulged out wider and wider as the lack of oxygen became agony. She heaved and twisted as much as she could in the relentless grip. The two men fucked her from both ends of her body, clearly enjoying her fruitless struggle.

Finally, as she was at the verge of passing out, the second man pulled his cock completely from her mouth. She took in desperate gulps of air causing her breasts to heave. At the same time first man’s cock spurted his cum high up her cunt; coating her cervix with its salty sperm. He sighed in satisfaction as the other man forced his cock back down Tina’s mouth and throat. She sobs of misery and denial was muffled by the hard cock blocking out her supply of air again as fucked her throat as if it was a pussy. She felt the cock inside her cunt withdrawing, felt her tight pussy closing itself as the hard, meaty presence disappeared. Instantly her pussy was forced open again as another cock forced its way inside her. This time, her cunt and pussy-entrance was well-oiled by the cum of the previous rapist. Therefore the intrusion of the second cock was less painful for her. The man raping her pussy, however, seemed to be determined to compensate that small comfort for her in order to fuck her cunt as hard and as brutally as he could. Each hammering thrust inside her cunt forced yelps of pain from her which were muffled by the hard cock fucking her throat.

She almost fainted again, and then was allowed to take two, three desperate gulps of air before the cock rammed down her throat again. Suddenly, the cock inside her throat erupted in orgasm and sent salty streams of sperm right down her throat. She swallowed desperately in order to get the man to pull out his cock free of her air tube. But he leisurely kept his softening cock inside her throat tunnel until she was on the verge of passing out again. Then he finally pulled himself out of her. The man fucking her pussy like a jackhammer tensed up then shot his cum right up her cunt-tunnel and high up her belly.

He pulled out and another one instantly took his place. He also fucked her hard and fast and spurted his cum into her within a minute. As he withdrew the other men around were clearly mocking the briefness of his rape and his face darkened. Glaring angrily down at the miserable white-skinned teenager through slit eyes he suddenly rammed his fist against her pussy. The meaty, whacking sound of hard bones clashing against soft, sensitive flesh was instantly followed by a cry of outraged shock then pain from the girl. The men laughed coarsely. Their amusement just as much founded on the poor stamina of Tina’s latest rapist as on the fact that he took his anger out on her.

The men holding her released their grip and for a moment allowed her to close her legs and curl into an embryo-like position on the crate. She trembled and moaned in misery.

Then she was dragged of the crate and forced to stand on her feet. She was quickly surrounded by ten or perhaps a dozen pirates. All of them nearly naked, all of them smelly and crude. She felt hard, hot naked cocks push against her from all sides. Against her hips, against her belly, against her ass cheeks. One of those cocks burying itself between her cheeks its head pointing towards her lower back. All of those cocks began rubbing against her, gliding back and forth on her skin. One man forced her bound hands behind to close around his hard cock and jerk it off. Her breasts were ruthlessly pawed by numerous hands coming from the front, from the sides, from her back. Some slapped her breasts and every now and then there was a fist ramming into her belly. She would gasp and choke and she would have collapsed on the floor if it weren’t for a crowd of men and a crowd of hard cocks around her holding her up. Some cocks spurted their cum on her hips, belly and back. They seemed to withdraw and instantly be replaced by new hard cocks rubbing against her. Tina could do nothing but endure it. The crowd of horny men held her in place and there was no escape.

It was almost as if her mind had needed all this time to cope with the full extent of her ordeal, because suddenly a kind of emotional dam inside her seemed to burst and caused her chest and throat to tighten with desolation. Tears began to well up in her eyes and to roll down her cheeks. She wept and sobbed as the crowd of men kept surrounding her, rubbing their hard, hot male rods against her soft skin. Since they were totally pitiless, her crying and the arousing heaving of her breasts accompanying her sobs did nothing else than to increase their raunchiness.

She had no idea how long it went on. But after some time the crowd spread out a little. There were still five or six men with hard cocks standing around her, though.

Rudely laughing, they forced Tina down on her knees. As she knelt at the center of the circle of erected cocks she did not have to wait more than a second as the first of them pushed his rod against her lips. Panting in exhaustion and moaning in misery with a still tear-wet face she opened her mouth and took him in. She wasted no time but instantly forced his cock right down her throat. Then she bobbed her head up and down only seizing her labors for a few seconds each in order to take a quick gulp of air. She whined and whimpered into the hard cock inside her mouth and throat-tunnel as the other men kicked her ass and legs and slapped her breasts in order to urge her to finish off quickly so she could get to work on the next in line. Yet the threatening growls of the man she was sucking off clearly indicated that she should take her time pleasuring him.

Tina sobbed in misery and hopelessness. And kept on bobbing her head and flicking her tongue around the underside of his cock as she sucked him off. Then his cock shot his load and she quickly swallowed every drop of it and licked his cock-head clean with her tongue.

He spat out a word at her that may have meant “Slut!” or “Whore!” or any other insult. Clearly she had made him cum too soon for his taste and he seemed pretty indifferent to the pressure the other men had put on the white girl. As she kneeled on the planks of the ship her legs were slightly spread. Before she could close them, he rammed his foot between them and against her pussy. Tina screamed and fell forward. But she was instantly yanked up by her hair again and another man was standing in front of her and demandingly forced his cock against her lips. She sobbed brokenly, and then she began to suck him off.

“Pirates.” Captain Lau spat as he gazed at the blood and the bodies on the deck of the “Foam Dancer”.

The Captain of the American ship did manage to send an SOS and state the nature of their distress. Attacked by pirates. But even as a ship of the Thai coast guard under the command of Captain Lau was dispatched as swiftly as possible it was much too late to be of any assistance. All they could do was to examine the scene of the crime and make their report. The attack must have taken place about three or four hours ago. Even if they knew in which direction the pirate ship had gone there was no way they would find them now.

Lau sighed and already began composing his report in his head. This would cause some trouble. There were pirate attacks almost every week in these waters. Yet, the victims were normally poor fishermen. This time the victim was evidently an American millionaire and in this case the western media would scream and howl and demand to know how it could possibly be that American citizens could not travel safely on Asian waters in this day and age.

Lau sighed again at the prospect and simultaneously sniffed in disdain.

Anchoring out here during the night has been a monumental act of stupidity committed by the foolish American Captain. Lau could not help himself to entertain the idea that the pirates should have taken him captive instead of mercifully killing him. A few days at sea on a pirate ship would have taught that fool how reckless those bastards truly are.

“Say again!” Ambassador Bryant said.

He held the phone in one hand and his nearly empty glass of scotch in the other. A quite evening for a change. A nice relaxing evening by the fire. Was the too much to ask? Apparently so, he grated as he got the news of a pirate attack on an American Luxury Cruiser.

His assistant on the other end of the line repeated what he just said and Bryant gulped down the rest of his scotch in frustration.

“Well, why the hell did they not pursue those bastards?” he said.

Paul Hudson, his assistant, sighed and went on explaining the circumstances. He too was less then enthusiastic to deal with this at the middle of the night but this could not wait until morning.

“Sir, they reached the “Foam Dancer” a few hours after the SOS was dispatched. There was no way of knowing where the pirates were heading with the loot.”

“How about establishing a search parameter around the “Foam Dancer” and board every suspicious ship within that parameter?” Bryant inquired.

“Sir, that is just not doable. There is no telling how many ships you would have to search. And which ship would be “suspicious”? These pirates do not operate openly. Their ships are fast but otherwise made up like commercial ships. You might get lucky to catch an actual pirate ship but you would not know until you find their weaponry and their latest loot on board. And quite frankly: One coast guard ship would have slim chances at best in overpowering a fully armed and crewed pirate ship.”

“Well, all right. So we got Stephen Cameron and his crew slaughtered. The press will scream bloody murder and the President will demand more zeal from the Thai government and the Philippines and whatever crummy state around in tracking down those bastards and he will promise more security for American citizens in the South Asians. And that would be the end of it.”

He felt Paul’s uneasiness even through the phone and felt his irritation rise. He wanted to end this conversation and get to bed. There would be much to do in the morning.

“Well, anything else Paul?”

“Actually….Yes, Mr. Ambassador.” Paul Hudson said. “According to my information Stephen Cameron had a guest onboard. Tina Quayle. She is the daughter of Aaron Quayle.”

“So?” Bryant snapped. “That bastard would have done well to keep his daughter on a shorter leash. Too bad about her. But if you let your daughter screw around with your business partners you should not be surprised to find out that she might get pregnant, take drugs or even get killed. Sorry for being so rude but that idiot should have known better.”
”Yes, well….Actually that is what makes this thing more complicated, sir. The body of Miss Quayle was not found.”

Ambassador Bryant put down his empty glass and began rubbing the bridge of his nose between his forefinger and thumb.

“Perfect!” he groaned. “Just perfect.”

Now he had do deal with Aaron Quayle, as well. That bastard would stop at nothing to get his daughter back. And the least they needed in this situation was a troublemaker like Quayle heating things up.

There was little hope that she even was alive, of course. If those pirates have taken her with them they would have some fun with her and then kill her. But as long as there was no body to prove that she was dead, Aaron Quayle would pester the Thai government and the US government to rescue his daughter. And he had the political and financial muscle to really, really pester them.

Damn that dumb cunt for causing this trouble, he thought. And with a trace of mean-spirited ire he thought: Well, since you are to make a complete political nuisance out of yourself by jumping on a pirate ship, I just hope you enjoy your screw-cruise for as long as it may last.

Tina felt yet another load of cum spurting into her pussy-shaft.

She had no idea how long had been raped even less how many times. But it was well past midnight and the full moon was past its zenith, yet still illuminated the scene and added an air of supernatural grace to the grim mistreatment of the poor teenaged girl, making her sweat-covered skin shine in poetic beauty.

The direness of her situation, of course, was that she was only one girl and about thirty men who used her body for their sexual pleasure. The rape just did not seem to end because the men who already had raped her had time to regenerate their desire for her while watching their crewmates ruthlessly fucking the naked teen. So it went on and on and Tina had to no other choice then to take it.

The cock was pulled out of her and another one instantly took its place. She was on her knees, bent forward and she was lying with her belly, and only with her belly, on narrow bench.  Her breasts hung heavily beneath her, aching from having been ceaselessly kneaded, fondled, kneaded and slapped. Her arms were still tied behind her back. As her breasts her crotch was also free from the tiny bench and she was constantly being fucked from behind. As soon as one man finished with her another one took his place without giving her the slightest respite. Her pussy felt like an open wound, throbbing and smarting from being used and misused for hours now. The inside of her thighs felt like being rubbed raw and she was bone-tired.

Even worse were the men in turn kneeling in front of her. She had to suck them off while having her pussy fucked from behind. And since her arms were bound she had no way to support her upper body. She constantly had to strain the muscles in her shoulders and her neck in order to bob her head up and down on the hard cock embedded in her mouth and throat. Anything less then an honest effort earned her a slap in the face or a cruel twisting of her breasts. Being roughly fucked made it all the harder to keep the cock inside her mouth, though. Every now and then the male rod would pop out of her mouth and the man in front of her would snarl at her and slap her face, tear at her hair or even punch her hanging breasts with his fist. As if it were not enough that her pussy, breasts, neck and back hurt like hell, her jaws were aching terribly from overuse and she had a roaring headache. She finished the man in front of her off, swallowing his cum tiredly and licking his cock clean with a seemingly bone-dry tongue she hardly could get to work anymore.

He got up; grinning nastily down at her and another man instantly took his place. Groaning with exhaustion, Tina took his cock inside her mouth and let it glide into her throat. She bobbed her head up and down in an effort to bring him off as fast as she could. The man behind her began to increase the speed of his fucking, seemingly getting near his climax. Tina tried desperately to keep the hard cock inside her mouth as the man behind her was rutting inside her with a vengeance, dreading the punishment for failing to please in the slightest. But then, the man behind her got more and more agitated in frenzy and suddenly grabbed her breasts with both hand and yanked her body up against him. The cock popped out of her mouth and she mewled as her aching tit-cones were brutalized again. The man behind her bit her neck then he mashed her body even closer against his, increasing the pressure on her sore titties. He kissed her brutally, forcing his tongue inside her mouth and she tiredly worked her own, fatigued tongue around his. He kept fucking her pussy and her kiss seemed to heighten his excitement, which caused him to tighten his steel-like grip on her breasts even more. The man, she had been sucking off a few seconds before got angry and began to swear, his still hard cock pointing wetly up in the air, awaiting the soft, warm wetness of Tina’s lips, mouth and throat to return to their chore. Whether his anger was directed against Tina or the pirate manhandling her, was not clear. The man fucking her pussy ended the brutal kiss and began to argue with the man in front of her. Tina was stuck between them, helplessly, her pussy speared on the cock of the man behind her and her tits firmly in his grip. The other man then began cementing his arguments by punching Tina in the belly. She yelped and coughed as his hard fist buried itself deep in her stomach. The man behind her still held her by her up by her tits and kept fucking her. If not, she would have collapsed on the bench. Her belly was already sore from previous beatings and from carrying most of her body weight on the bench. The man in front of her punched her in the belly again as the two kept arguing. And again. And again. Tina cried out in pain and misery as the fist of the pirate kept ramming into her belly. Then the man behind her roared in ecstasy and spurted his cum into her. While the other one gave her a few more punches into her sore belly, he pulled out his cock and released her breasts from his grip. She fell forward and her tenderized stomach took the brunt of it as it smashed on the bench. She howled in pain, then howled again as the man in front of her mercilessly seized her breasts and dug his fingers into them. She looked up at him, appealingly but he merely snarled at her and increased the pressure on her tender titties. She quickly swallowed his cock and eagerly began fucking it with her mouth and throat. And in the same instant she felt her pussy penetrated yet again, as another pirate drove his hardened fuck-spike up her cunt-shaft.

Tina was at the verge of passing out from sheer exhaustion and wondered if it would ever end. The man in front of her came inside her throat. She swallowed and licked his cock clean. Another man instantly took his place. The cock inside her pussy spurted cum up her belly and withdrew. Another one took its place.

And it went on and on.

“All right, this is how it is.” Aaron Quayle started the conference.

The conference room was quite large and the table in its middle was big enough for some forty executives to sit at. In addition with Quayle there were two more people present, which made the conference look a bit ludicrous. There was, however, nothing ludicrous about the issue at hand.

Aaron Quayle was a multi-millionaire. He was in his early fifties and he started to gain some weight around his waist. Nevertheless, there were still hard muscles underneath the layers of fat adding to that his temper and resolve made him someone you wouldn’t want to start a fight with. He held considerable political and financial power. Although, it went generally unrecognized by the public. Being the leading arms manufacturer and arms dealer led to two things: a) you had the ear of many, many influential people in the business world and in politics. b) none of which would acknowledge your acquaintance. But Aaron Quayle has been part in too many shady deals and knew of too many highly secret arrangements to be ignored when he called your office. Maybe not even if you were the President of the United States. A large part of his wealth has been generated with barely legal and sometimes downright illegal deals and ploys. Everybody knew, that Aaron Quayle was little better then the average mob boss. But since he was far, far more powerful than the average mob boss and nothing could have been proven, so far, everyone in the world of high finance and politics took care to remain on good footing with him.

The other two participants in the room were Tonya Deering and Jack Castle. Tonya was Quayle’s executive assistant. His most trusted employee and in effect his representative. She was thirty-two years old and quite a beautiful woman. Her long, dark-blonde hair flowed down the sides of a classically beautiful face with large eyes, a small nose, full lips and high cheek-bones, which gave her beauty a flair of arrogance. Her body was slim and well toned. Long, shapely legs, a firm butt, flat stomach and generously shaped breasts completed her desirability and since she carried herself with an air of arrogance and superiority, this desirability led to little else than longing and aching in most males.

Jack Castle was no regular employee of Aaron Quayle’s firm. He was a freelance and was sometimes hired by Quayle when it came to operations which could not be found in any of the firm’s business reports. Jack Castle was a mercenary.

He was well muscled, black haired with a handsome face with the exception of a minor scar going from his temple down his left cheek towards his chin.

His military career led to the Seals and from there to numerous dangerous operations in Iraq, Afghanistan and in Asia. He had a beautiful wife that complained about him being away from home for so long periods of time but most certainly did not complain about the money. As he later found out, she found plenty of well-hung guys to comfort her in those times he risked his neck for his country. Then there were the charges against him for raping a female officer. Only that Jack had not raped anyone. In fact, it had been the female officer who had come onto him and in a drunken night he had slept with her. Afterwards she had reported him for rape and the best deal his lawyer could get for him was dishonorable discharge. When he went home, his wife had already filed a divorce. No court could demand from her to live with a rapist, of course. So she not only left him but also got to keep the house for which he still paid the mortgage and the maintenance for his wife on top of it. So he needed money. A lot of it. With his military background it was a logical step to take up the profession of a mercenary. And he was good at his job and not too picky about his assignments. This was why he often worked for Quayle. What he took home from the false rape-charge and the divorce from his cheating wife was this lesson: never let a girl get to you. Women were all sluts, anyway. You better use them to your advantage first for they will most certainly do it to you.

And for the last four years he had lived by this rule and found it a healthy philosophy that spared him further grief.

“All right, this is how it is:” Aaron Quayle had opened the conference.

“Sometime last evening my friend Stephen Cameron’s yacht was boarded by pirates. The Thai coast guard found him and his crew slaughtered. They did not find my daughter.”

Quayle paused to let the other two process the information and make their conclusions.

Tonya was the first to speak up.

“What makes you think Tina is still alive, Aaron?” she said matter-of-factly. She saw no real reason to spare her employer’s feelings. Even more so since she knew of his feelings towards his daughter, well…step-daughter, actually.

Aaron gazed at her and pursed his lips. Yes, Tina was not his biological daughter. He met her mother skiing in Norway and slept with her. What he did not count on was actually falling in love with golden-haired Norwegian beauty. But it happened and he took her with him back to the States. The downside of it was that he had to take the Norwegians baby daughter in, as well. But he fucking loved that woman so he accepted the child, silently resenting it. And then, when Tina was two years old, her mother died in a car accident. Aaron Quayle considered offering his step-child for adoption. But for some reason, he found he could not part from it. As much as the child grated at his nerves, she was all that remained of his dead wife. So he kept her around, bought her all the toys she wanted, got her the best teachers, the best nannies and all he asked for in return was for her to leave him in peace.

But Tina grew up to be a brat out of hell, constantly causing trouble and embarrassing him in front of business-associates and friends. And becoming a goddamn hot-looking girl, some sort of teenage playboy-playmate in the flesh did not make things easier. In recent months it had not been uncommon for Tina to around topless and only dressed in a tiny bikini-thong inside their mansion. That little slut knew all too well that even her stepfather could not help having lecherous thoughts with her around. Even more so with her being practically naked. Those incidents had led to some of their loudest arguments, yet. He had no illusions about her countless lovers and the only reaction to her announcement to go with Stephen Cameron, a man twice her age, on a cruising trip to Asia was a shrug of his shoulders.

So, yes, he did not really love that girl. He did not even particularly care for her. But the hard fact was that she was a breathing, living memorial of his dead wife. She was one of his most valued possessions. And he sure as fuck would not allow for someone to snatch her away from him like that.

“What do you think?” he asked Jack Castle.

Castle drew a long breath. Then he responded in his deep voice.

“It is quite possible that she still is alive, Mr. Quayle. Those pirates will probably not kill her just yet. There is even the slight chance of them selling her off to some brothel in Thailand. If that is the case, it should be not too hard to find her and buy her back.”

“What are her chances, if this goes public?” Quayle asked. “As soon as I learned about this from our ambassador in Thailand, I made sure that the reports of the cost guard were locked away and there will be no information given to the press. It cost me a goddamn fortune bribing those yellow-skinned bastards. Now tell me, whether this move was a good or a bad call!”

“Good call.” Jack replied. “If those bastards were after a ransom, they would have contacted someone by now. As it seems it was a random act of piracy and your daughter was something of a bonus for these creeps. If they learn, whose daughter they have in their custody they would quite probably kill her and make the body disappear. In my judgment your daughter is something too big for them to handle.”

“All right. Next question: How do we find the fuckers? I am not about to sit around while we are combing through each and every Asian whore-house in the hope of finding my daughter.”

“It is impossible to find them as long as they are at sea, Mr. Quayle. But I have a number of reliable contacts down there and they will snoop around for you. To put it bluntly: your daughter is quite an uncommon fetch for a bunch of pirates. If they are ashore, they are bound to boast about it. Once we know where they are, me and my team will go in and take them down. With any luck, your daughter will be with them.”

“Sounds good to me.” Quayle said. “Go down there and see to it personally, Mr. Castle!”

Jack got up and was about to leave. He stopped in mid-stride as he heard Aaron Quayle add:
”You will accompany him Miss Deering!”

Both of them hated each other. Both of them were too well disciplined to groan at the prospect of working together on this project. And both of them were too well paid by Quayle to openly protest.

Just perfect, Tonya seethed inside. Now she had to go to Thailand of all places and with that Neanderthal to boot. And the most annoying part of it was that she had to do it for that little, foul-mouthed, dumb slut. She never did like Tina and had no problem with her staying disappeared. Not that she actually wanted her dead. Not really. But she found some amusement in the notion of that little stuck-up, pushy bitch being stuck on a pirate ship. She almost giggled at the thought of some smelly pirate humping the little princess. She knew very well that she made lightly of rape. But in the end, Tina Quayle was a slut. So a little forced fucking should not be that great a concern for her.

Tina was awakened by a bucket of water being emptied on her.

She blinked her eyes against the bright daylight. Sometime during the night she must have passed out from sheer exhaustion. Her entire body ached and was covered in layers of dried cum. She yelped in pain as she moved her legs. Even the smallest of movements sent sharp jabs of pain through her battered pussy. All of her muscles seem sore and overused.

She was roughly pulled up on her feet and her face was slapped a few times. Then she felt her hands untied only to be retied in front of her. She looked around, still dazed from the night’s ordeal. Some of the pirates were asleep on deck; most of them were awake though. Everyone not busy with some chores watched with lecherous eyes and some of them winked one eye at her. As usual their conversations in this sing-song language, of which Tina could not understand one single word, seem to circle around her and her “performance” last night. It was just as well, that she could not understand them. The rapes had been bad enough and she was just as glad she did not have to hear them boasting about the various ways they had used her body to bring themselves off.

She suddenly felt her arms being yanked upwards. Her wrists were tightly tied to a thick rope attached to a large swivel arm above her. It was probably used for uploading and downloading heavy and large crates. Now the pirates would put it to some other use. The arm was swinging overboard and dragging Tina with her. She cried out in pain and fear as she was bumping against the rail and pulled over it. Suddenly she was hanging by her bound wrists over the ocean. The men laughed at her fear and the display of her hanging in midair with her legs trashing helplessly. Then, suddenly the rope holding was loosened and she plunged into the water. She had no time to brace herself, no time to take in a deep breath before she was totally submerged in the water. Her panic increased instantly, as she realized it how difficult it was to swim back to the surface with her arms tied in front of her. Her legs trashed wildly and quite ineffectively and her lungs began aching for oxygen. The ache in her lungs became pain. She had no doubt that the men had the intention do drown her. Then she felt the rope around her wrists pulling her up again. Her head broke the waters surface and she took frantic gulps of air. Then she swallowed water as a larger wave hit her. She barely heard the nasty laughter of the men. She was pulled higher up until her entire body was hanging in midair again. Water was dripping from all of her body. Her long hair stuck wetly to her shoulders and face.

The sight of her was seemingly of great amusement for the pirates and they laughed heartily at her misery. Tina felt herself starting to weep again just before the rope was loosened again and she plunged back underneath the water. They waited a little longer this time before they pulled her up. And as they did so, they only pulled her up just so that her chin was above the surface of the water. At least that would be the case if the surface of the water had been calm. But it wasn’t. The pirate ship picked up speed and Tina was dragged along through the waves. She was mostly underwater and every time her head emerged she took in a frantic, desperate heave of air before the next wave covered her again. Sometimes the waves were pretty steep and the valley between them accordingly deep. When that was the case, Tina’s upper body came fully out of the water with painful results for her. Because it meant that she would clash with tremendous force into the next wave and she felt the brunt of the impact mostly in her tenderized breasts.

The pirates found the spectacle highly amusing, however. When they saw a particular big wave clashing against her tits, they enthusiastically cheered her on. Tina had no idea how long it went on. But finally she was pulled out of the water and the swing arm brought her back on board. She hung between the men in dripping wet, quivering misery. She did not have to wait more then ten seconds before the first men approached her. Two pulled her legs apart and a third rammed his cock up her sea-wet pussy. She cried out in pain but, naturally, that did not stop him. He fucked her roughly for a few minutes while hands began fondling her flesh from all sides again. She felt a hard cock being pressed against her backside. The man inside her pussy spent himself and stepped back. She expected another cock rammed up her pussy right away but that did not happen. Instead she felt the hard cock behind her pushing against her asshole. She allowed herself a cry of outrage and denial as the tip of the cock began to slowly, agonizingly force her open. Then she merely continued to whine, her beautiful face twisted in a grimace of pain. All she sought after was to survive and minimize the punishment those cruel beasts seemingly enjoyed to inflict on her if she did not cooperate – and also enjoyed inflicting on her if she did cooperate for that matter. So she stifled her protest and sobbingly endured the pain of having her rectum widened farther and farther by the invading cock. She felt a sharp, stabbing pain as her sphincter gave and his cock worked its way up her ass-tube. Reflexively, she bit into her upper arm in a desperate attempt to countermand the pain below. The man behind her grunted with the effort then sighed in gratification as his cock was fully buried inside her. Then he let his cock slide back and rammed it back up again. Tina gasped. Since she had never even dreamed about allowing any of her lovers to do such a thing to her, she was hardly prepared for the pain. It felt as if someone had punched her in the stomach. The difference was that the punch came from within her belly not from outside. The man began to fuck her ass with deliberate cruelty. He let his cock slide slowly down only to ram it up her ass-tube with ferocious speed and force. Some of his thrusts made her grunt like a pig, some made her cry out in pain. He pawed her breasts cruelly from behind, rolling them around on her chest and squeezing her aching tit-globes as he fucked her ass. Tina began to sob and whimper as another pirate stepped in front of her, his hard cock pointing up. He grinned viciously and forced his fuck-spear into her tight pussy. For Tina it felt as if her lower belly was about to be blown up from the inside. Her ass-tube and her pussy-tunnel felt like being strained well beyond the point were they must tear. It was a nauseating and very painful feeling to have two large cocks inside her. It got worse when the started to fuck her in earnest.

As one of them drew back his fuck-tool the other one would thrust his cock up her pussy or asshole. One cock hammered into her as the other one withdrew. She grunted or sobbed or cried out with each thrust into her. The other men surrounded them, cheering her two rapists on and their cheers got louder each time one particularly hard thrust into Tina’s pussy or ass made her give out an especially loud grunt or cry. Tina felt helplessly squeezed between the two men, her body mashed between their sweaty bodies rubbing against her and her pussy and ass speared on their hard cocks fucking into her. She felt as if her body was being thrown back and forth by the two fuck-spikes pummeling into her. Each thrust in her ass pushed her cunt against the cock in front which seemed to wait for her pussy to push forward then to ram itself into her tender depths. This assault forced her ass back on the fuck-rod waiting for her there. She sobbed in misery and frustration as she was beaten back and forth between her two rapists. Then the two changed the technique of their abuse.

Tina blinked dazedly as the thrust into her pussy did not come. She had felt no cum being spurted into her. The cock inside her ass ceased its fucking, too. Each member was still inside her, though. She panted, her body still mashed between them. Then her eyes bulged out and she cried out in helpless outrage and pain as both cocks hammered into her ass and pussy at the same time. They rammed into her again, both at the same time. And again. And again. Furious grunts and helpless whimpering came from her wide open mouth as the two men kept fucking her with simultaneous thrusts into her pussy and ass.

The man fucking her pussy came first; his hot jism shooting up against her cervix. He pulled himself out of her and watched her being ass-fucked by his crewmate with a smug smile on his face. Her breasts jiggled with each thrust into her. He said something to her, which sounded like he demanded her to laud his sexual prowess. As she merely grunted with each poke up her ass he sneered disdainfully and slapped her tits twice, once with the palm of his hand, once with the back of it. He stepped back and another man took his place. As he fucked her pussy the guy behind her shot his load up her ass and pulled out. Another one took his place and she was again fucked simultaneously up her ass and pussy. As each of them finished two others took their place. It was well into the early afternoon until the pirates got tired of this game. At this time, Tina’s pussy and ass had taken in each of the pirates’ cocks at least once. Some of them even three or four times.

She was lowered then and her wrists were untied. For the next four hours the pirates forced her into several positions. The two most favored and therefore mostly used during that time was Tina on her hands and knees being fucked from behind in her ass or her pussy and sucking off the men in front of her…and Tina kneeling between a circle of men and sucking off one of them while using her hands to jerk two of them off at the same time.

The longer it went on the more exhausted Tina became and the less enthusiastic became her sexual services. And the less she worked to please the more the pirates beat her. While being spat on and scolded for her laziness, she had to take punches in her stomach, slapping and twisting of her tits and kicks into her crotch. Tina despaired at the fact that had to satisfy thirty men, which all had plenty of time to invigorate their sexual stamina while others fucked her, over and over and over again. And she was just one little girl with one mouth, one pussy, one ass and two hands. Dear God, what did these men expect of her?

When darkness fell, she just could not do anymore. She was totally spent and could not lift one finger. The men pulled her up and spread her legs for another man to ram his knee up against her pussy, over and over again. But at this point all they got from Tina was some miserable, feeble cries of pain. There was not a trace of strength left in her so they simply let her fall to the deck and left her there. During the day the pirates had been heavily drinking. And at this point most of them were passed out and some few left staggering around the deck. One of them occasionally approached the unconscious girl lying on the deck and kick her in the side to make her wake up and get fucked or suck. But she did not even react anymore. Truthfully, those men approaching her were in no condition to get it up anymore. So they did not press the point und simply staggered away again to drop unconscious somewhere on deck.

The discipline on the ship had been quite lax to begin with. And one night and one day of pussy and booze had evaporated the remaining sense of responsibility among the crew and the Captain.

So the pirate ship was drifting rudderless through the waters. Towards the island of Bodaia.