“So let me get this straight. You thought you could just sneak onto my airship and hide for two weeks while we travel hundreds of miles and no one would notice?” The captain stared down at her from his raised seat, his moustache twitching as he sneered.
“Please, sir, I didn’t mean any harm,” she begged. She was on her knees and knew that every man on that bridge thought that was where she belonged. “I needed to get home, and this was the only way.”
Captain Bezoar’s sneer grew so much it took over his face. “No one, and I mean NO ONE, gets a free ride on my ship! If you weren’t such a—” he paused and looked her over, finally shrugging and replacing his sneer with a grin, “—promising young lady I would throw you to the clouds and laugh as you screamed your way down, but I can see you may have something to offer in exchange for your passage.”
She swallowed hard, knowing what was coming. She could tell in his eyes, the way they searched her body, taking her in. She was filthy, but still young and beautiful, her hair pulled back into pigtails, her t-shirt worn thin, her shorts torn. There was no modesty left in the clothing she wore, and she knew it. “What do you want from me?”
He chuckled, then reached down and unfastened his pants, reaching in to pull out a swollen cock with a bulbous head, already hard. “Start by draining my balls, girl, and then we’ll see how I’ll use you next.”
She looked around the room at the gathered men, all watching, eager for a show, and maybe a promise of a turn. She looked up into the captain’s eyes and saw there was no escape. The man behind her, the scruffy thug who had pulled her kicking and screaming from the store room, pushed on her lower back, moving her forward so that the captain’s mushroom head was inches from her face.
“Do it, girl, or learn to fly. Your choice,” said the captain.
She leaned forward and took him into her mouth, the large head of his cock stretching her lips as she took it in. She worked her tongue along the bottom just as her sister had taught her, and was reassured by his satisfied moan. She looked up into his eyes and saw a man swimming with lust who would only be content when his balls were empty.
“Look at her, lads, doing what she’s told like a good slut.” He reached out and gripped the back of her head, forcing her to take more of him down.
She had sucked a lot of cock in her life, and he was by far not the largest she had ever dealt with, but she knew to make it seem like he was. She made gagging noises that thrilled him and pretended to struggle, but before long he was completely buried in her throat and her nose was embedded in his smelly pubes. She really had to fight the urge to gag then.
“You like that, don’t you, slut? I bet you were hiding out just hoping to be found so you could have your fill of cock.” He stroked her cheek and watched her bob on him admiringly. “Don’t you worry, sweetie. You’ll be used by every man on this ship before we dock again. I can promise you that.” She saw him nod to someone behind him and she felt hands roughly grab her hips.
“Watched this tight little ass wiggle all the way up here,” said the man who had been her captor. “Let’s see what your pussy feels like.” She felt her shorts tugged down then the unmistakable feeling of rough hands spreading her ass cheeks while a cock pressed between her pussy lips.
“Sinjin’s going to fuck you now, slut, while you suck me off. If you’re a good girl and enjoy it I may fuck you later as well.” The captain gripped the back of her head and began humping upwards, driving his cock down her throat as she felt her captor forcing his way into her pussy.
She groaned and both men took it as a sign that they were thrilling her. In truth, she didn’t mind the attention, but she did wish they had both bathed first. She focused her attention on the cock in her mouth, twirling her tongue along its length as it slid over her tongue and down her throat, sucking hard, then soft. She gripped his balls and rolled them in her hand, milking them to give forth their offering.
The captain watched her in wonder, grinning like a schoolboy.
Sinjin’s attention to her pussy was frantic and forceful, but his cock was small. She felt more of his hips hitting her ass than his cock filling her pussy, so when he came, it was almost like nothing had happened. That was until she felt fresh hands grabbing her hips and a much larger cock pushed into her.
“Line up, boys. Everybody gets a go on this slut’s cunt,” said the captain. He was holding out really well, not giving into her ministrations on his shaft, and she wondered if he would be fucking her face the entire time his men had her.
The new man’s cock was much larger than Sinjin’s, and she gasped around the captain’s cock as he pushed in deep, driving into her with hunger and desperation, no doubt lubricated by his colleague’s eruption. She felt his hands slide up to grip her tits through her shirt, and then felt her shirt torn away as he searched for a closer touch.
“She’s tight as a nun, Cap’n,” the man moaned.
“Sucks a mean cock, too, Wally,” laughed the mustachioed man pumping his cock into her mouth.
She heard Wally groan and felt the warm wash of his cum flow inside her, then he was gone. His cock was replaced by a slightly smaller one that hammered her like he was trying to drive demons out of her pussy. She felt the man slap her ass hard, then slap it again, and then he was crying out and adding to the cum the previous man had left.
“Fuck, that’s too good,” moaned the man, and he retreated, soon replaced by a different set of hands.”
“I ain’t going in there after you three,” said a gruff voice, and she felt her ass cheeks pulled apart. “Good thing there’s another hole back here.”
Thankfully, his cock was not as large as Wally’s had been, but it still hurt like hell when he forced it into her ass.
“Fuck yes, I love a tight ass,” moaned the man.
The captain’s thrusts had increased, and she realized she was close to receiving his offering finally. She looked up into his eyes and tried to give him her best lusty gaze, and it must have worked because he gripped her head and drove in deep as he shot jets of cum down her throat. She swallowed over and over as he shuddered and held her down on him, and then she was forced back and the man fucking her ass took a firm grip of her breasts and began to fuck her with earnest.
“That’s a talented mouth on that slut, fellas, so don’t pass it up,” said the captain. He sat back in his chair and watched her get ass fucked, a predatory grin on his lips. “How’s that ass, Zeke?”
“Best piece of ass I’ve ever fucked,” said Zeke. He pressed his lips to her ear and growled. “Tell me how much you love my big cock in your ass, slut.”
She couldn’t think clearly. Three men had already come in her pussy, and the captain had filled her belly with his seed, and her mind was awash with sensations she was unaccustomed to processing. “I love it,” she managed, and then he pushed her down hard as another man came up and pulled her mouth to his cock.
“Suck on this, baby, and show me you love me,” said the man, a wiry, ugly man with a matted beard. His cock was skinny and long, and she was able to take him all the way down with no effort. “Fuck yeah, that’s the way, slut. Choke on that cock.”
One man in her ass, and one down her throat, she did a mental tally and realized that after these two she would have serviced them all. She had no idea how many were on the ship, but all she cared about was finishing with these two so she could mentally regroup.
The man behind her erupted with a growl and a blast of cum in her ass. He thrust in hard and deep and kept himself buried deep even after he was done until he was finally satisfied and pulled out, slapping her ass hard in his retreat.
She sank to her knees and focused on making the man with the skinny cock come. It didn’t take long, and before she knew it she had taken six loads and was now kneeling on the floor surrounded by the men she had drained.
“Take her to the brig. Tell Furril he can have her and anyone else who wants her can too. If she puts up any argument or fight, toss her overboard.” The captain gave the instructions to the man who had caught her but he stared into her eyes the entire time to make sure she understood the situation. “See you soon, slut. I hope you enjoy your stay on my ship.”
Sinjin pulled her to her feet and out the door. They moved down the passage, turning this way and that, until they came to an area with cells and a man sitting behind a desk.
“What do you have there, Sinjin?” asked the man. He was tall, and had to stoop when he stood to keep from hitting his head on the door frames as he passed through.
“Stowaway. Cap’n says she’s the ships whore, now, so you’re to keep her here and anyone who wants a go can have her,” said Sinjin. He grinned as he pushed her forward. “She’s a right tight little fuck, too, so have fun.” With those words he was gone, and she was left with the tall man staring down at her, the jizz from different men oozing out of her pussy and ass down her leg.
“They’ve really done a number on you, haven’t they?” he asked. He stepped into a side room and came out with a bowl of water and a towel. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
She shrugged off the remnants of her destroyed t-shirt and tried to make sense of what they had done to her shorts. Giving up, she dropped them and the man dipped the towel in the water and began to wipe her down carefully.
“You really are quite beautiful, my dear. What do they call you?” He paid special attention to her breasts before running the towel down to wipe at her pussy.
“They called me ‘slut’ but my name is Paige,” she said. She stood, unsure if she was supposed to help or just let him enjoy the act of cleaning her. She could tell by the bulge in the front of his pants that he was getting a lot out of cleaning her up. “And you’re Furril?”
He stood in front of her and smiled down at her. “I am, but right now you can call me ‘Sir’.” He pushed down on her shoulders so that she sank down to her knees. “You look to be a girl who knows how to take care of herself, so I feel no guilt in using you for my pleasure, but make no mistake, there are men on this ship who would do far worse to you for sport, so it would do for you to keep me on your side so that I will feel inclined to pull them back if they go to far.”
She looked up at him and nodded, reaching up to unzip his pants and pull out his cock. It was a nice-sized one which hooked upward a little as it grew fully hard. “Yes, Sir,” she said softly. “I will be a good girl for you.” She kissed the tip of his cock and celebrated inwardly as he moaned with pleasure.
“Excellent, now show me what you can do with that mouth of yours, Paige.”
Something about the way he said her name made her want to please him as much as she could. The others had simply taken her like a port whore, but he saw her as a person. Granted, he saw her as a person he was about to have his way with, but that small amount of respect he showed granted him her full talents. She slurped down his length, enjoying the way it pressed on her throat as she took him down, and she looked up into his eyes while she did so, trying to show him how much she wanted to be doing what she was doing.
“You are a treasure, my dear, have no doubt,” he moaned. He slid his hand behind her head and guided her, though not forcefully, as she bobbed on his length. When she took his balls in her hand he moaned again and smiled down at her. “A treasure with considerable skill.”
“I’m no stranger to the needs of men,” she said as she pulled him out of her mouth and kissed her way down his shaft to lick and suck his balls. Unlike the others, he was clean, and she enjoyed the feeling of his nuts in her mouth before she kissed her way back up and took him down again.
He grinned. “Indeed, but you’ll find I am not like these other men who only want to come as quickly as possible. I like to enjoy my meals.” He pulled out of her mouth and helped her to her feet, leaning down to take her nipple in his mouth as she squeezed her breast. He steered her over to his desk and pushed her up to sit on it, then slid between her legs and pressed the head of his cock between her swollen pussy lips. “Now look me in my eyes as I enter you, Paige. I want to see you take me.”
She leaned back and pushed her chest out, staring deeply into his eyes as inch by inch he slid into her slick pussy. He reached down and pulled her legs up, hooking his arms behind her knees to drive in deeper. All the while he returned her look, and she could see the hunger behind his eyes that was more refined than his companions.
He ran his hand up her stomach and gripped her breast, then slid it up further and wrapped it around her throat. As he squeezed he fucked her harder and leaned down to push his tongue into her mouth. She wondered if he tasted the captain on her tongue, but wisely didn’t bring it up.
“Your pussy is divine,” he said. “It is a pleasure to be inside you.”
“Thank you, Sir,” she moaned, genuinely thrilled by the way he was fucking her. The way his cock hooked upward meant he rubbed her g-spot with every thrust, and she actually felt the tickles of an orgasm coming through her body. “It’s a pleasure to be fucked by you.”
He fucked her harder then, and squeezed her throat harder too. She struggled for breath but could’t deny that it added an extra thrill to things, and before she knew it she could feel the flood of pleasure taking over her body as an orgasm tore its way through her.
“Fuck, I’m coming!” she moaned, and she shook and writhed as he fucked her through her pleasure and out through the other side.
He pulled her into a kiss and pulled out of her, turning her around and bending her over the desk. “I have made you come, and now it’s your turn to return the favor.” She felt his cock slide between her ass cheeks and press against her tight buttonhole. “Are you ready to earn my favor?”
“Fuck my ass, Sir,” she moaned. “Please!”
He pushed into her and she moaned with pleasure, an act that egged him on so that in no time he was thrusting into her hard, all decorum lost as he took her ass and made it his. The men earlier had been rough and brutal, but Furril was deliberate and forceful, making sure she felt the same pleasure he did as his hands roamed her body, his fingers squeezing her nipples, his lips finding her neck.
She slapped the desk over and over to match his thrusts and she grinned as he grunted and unloaded his pent-up cum into her asshole while collapsing on top of her, his breathing rapid and wild.
“Thank you, Sir,” she moaned.
He kissed the back of her neck, then pulled out of her, stepping back to survey the state of her he had created. “We need to clean you up again,” he chuckled. He got a fresh towel and a fresh bowl of water then helped her get clean, his hands still caressing her as though he had just discovered her.
“You are very kind to me,” she said.
He smiled. “Not all of us are brutes. We still have needs, mind you, and you’ll do good to see to them, but some of us enjoy a woman instead of just use them.
He handed her a button down shirt. “Not much point in putting you in tight clothes that have to be taken off over and over. This should keep you warm in between trysts. You’ll stay in cell number three.” He walked her over and showed her the cell, complete with a cot and a toilet/sink combo. “I will monitor any visits you have and make sure the men are well-behaved. In turn you will please me when I choose. Does this work for you?”
She stood up on tiptoes and gave him a peck on the chin. “It does. Thank you, Sir.” She stepped into the cell and gave him a shy smile as he closed the door.
Falling back on the cot, she considered her situation. She had a room now, and all the cock she wanted, and a protector who she could use to get what she wanted. Things were definitely looking up for her. All she had to do was last out the week and then she could slip away at the port and never see these people again.
Everything went exactly as she planned it.
Delightfully filthy as always! Thank you! ❤️
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