Boat trip

[max hunter]

This is a slightly longer story, a sort of adventure that goes wrong, if the start seems slow be patient! This is of course a work of fiction and the author does not condone any form of violence against women in real life. Hope you enjoy, feedback of any kind always appreciated.
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Part 1:

For Connor he sensed this was going to be a great trip.

He was a decent hard working guy in his early forties, and he looked after himself. He kept himself trim and fit in the gym and a little judo to help. But money was always a little tight and when one day he was talking to Jim, a neighbour, and discussing how he might not be able to have a holiday then he was astonished when his neighbour told him the story of his boat down in Florida. Connor knew that Jim’s wife had died last year in an accident and it was rumoured that Jim had got a lot of compensation but there were no visible signs that Jim’s life had changed in anyway. Jim told him about his passion to have a luxury yacht and how he had spent some of the compensation on a luxury 6 berth boat. He told Connor about how he never got to use it enough and that Connor, his wife Cindy and if they liked a couple of friends could join him and his daughter on a cruise around the Gulf of Mexico and perhaps even make it to Bermuda if the weather was kind.

Things then just kept getting better for Connor. As if the idea of spending a week on a luxury boat was not good enough, he had to admit that spending a week on a boat with Jim’s daughter would be even better. Maria took after her South American mother; she was very slim with tanned skin, and lovely long black hair. Although she had no breasts to speak of, she had lovely long legs, a cute ass and a naivety that suggested that in her 19 years she had not had many boyfriends. Even better was that Jim had agreed that their friend Stephanie and her husband Sam could join them on the trip. And then at the last minute Sam could not make it due to a work trip but suggested Stephanie still joined them. This was music to Connor since he had fancied Stephanie for many years. He had been faithful to Cindy and loved her very much, but there was something about Stephanie’s athletic build, short hair and librarian look with her dark rimed little spectacles that made her very desirable to Connor.

So what more could he ask for, a week on a luxury boat with his wife, her best friend and the neighbours daughter hopefully all cavorting around in swimwear and light summer dresses.

The first few days of the holiday had been a lot of fun. They had indeed made it to Bermuda and were now sailing around the Florida Keys. Connor felt like he had had to spend the time constantly hiding his erection as Maria and Stephanie wandered around the boat in their skimpy bikinis and he found his mind wandering to the things he would like to do to them both. Although Jim had at times been a little morose at times, he had been bearable and all on board agreed that it was turning into a good trip.

On the fourth morning they set off after a hearty breakfast at a nearby cafe in Boot Harbour, Florida. The plan was to do a round trip of the Gulf of Mexico, including a run along the coast of the Everglades before returning back to where they started. Their boat was indeed something special, a 55 foot Trader Sunliner, with the additional top deck at the rear, that sat over the lower lounge deck and behind that a low ramp with an inflatable from which they could easily get into the sea. However, shortly before they planned to depart, Jim took a call. He sounded concerned on the phone and downhearted as he pressed the off button. “I’m really sorry guys” something has come up at work and I need to sort a few things out today. The rest of the party looked glum as they thought this meant they would be stuck in the harbour all day. Jim saw this and quickly announced “Connor, you can take the boat out, I’ve shown you all the controls and radio protocols, you will be fine to sail it around for a few hour this afternoon.”

“Are you sure Jim” Connor replied in mock protest, being skipper of a luxury yacht with only three women on board was surely as good as it was ever going to get in life.
“No worries just bring it back in one piece” Jim laughed “and if not, just make sure I can claim another one on the insurance!!”

So they spent a lazy morning preparing before Connor took charge of the boat whilst Jim checked into the local hotel business centre to sort out whatever he needed to sort out. Once they were away from shore, the girls stripped down to just their swimming costumes. Cindy wore a one piece dark blue swimsuit with a low cut front which showed plenty of her ample cleavage. At 41 years old she had kept on good shape, with her blonde hair in a pony tail to maximise herself to the sun. Stephanie had chosen to wear a brightly patterned bikini with tie sided briefs and a halter neck top that tied behind her neck and back. Whilst her breasts were not as voluptuous as Cindy’s they were of a good size, but the high sides of her briefs really showed off her athletic and lean legs. Connor knew that on-shore she would never wear something that sexy and Stephanie had admitted that she had bought it especially for the trip, but there was no doubting that even in her mid thirties Stephanie could carry it off. Maria wore a very similar styled bikini to Stephanie, however with her tiny breasts there was very little fabric needed at the front to cover her up. Whilst Stephanie undoubtedly knew that she looked sexy in her bikini there was a sense that Maria had no idea that wearing so little could cause men to have evil thoughts about what they might want to do to her, whether she accepted their advances or not.

Connor generally sat in the top deck from where he could pilot the boat, generally dressed in cargo shorts and t-shirts. Connor would frequently wander to the front rail of the top deck as he could look down to the foredeck where usually two of the three girls could be found basking in the sun and he could fantasise about removing what little clothing they had left on.

It was around mid-day and they were cruising mainly to the West of where they started, into the Gulf and South West of the Florida mainland when Cindy having walked the steps from the cabin and noticed some wisps of smoke rising up on the horizon. She called up to Connor to get his attention. Connor quickly figured that there was no land mass in that direction and started putting out a message on the radio asking if anyone was in distress. There was no answer and he wasn’t sure if he had broadcast correctly and so he turned the boat to where the smoke was coming from and pushed the throttle as far forward as he could and raced towards the horizon.

“What do you think it is?” Cindy asked, now sitting with Connor on the top deck.

“Dunno” Connor replied, “but if it is a fire and their radio is out then I guess we could be the nearest boat and the first to get there”. Jim says this does over 50 knots so I guess we will know in 15 minutes or so”.
As they crashed along the near flat sea Connor was feeling quite macho. This big powerful boat under his control, and three lovely women to impress with his decisiveness at trying to rescue another vessel in distress.

After 5 or so minutes it looked like the smoke was beginning to die down and had Cindy not seen it when she had then they probably would never have seen it. Rather than thinking there might not be a problem this only spurred Connor on more. “No one will see it has a problem now, we are probably the only thing to spot it has a problem” he boasted to Cindy.

Another 5 minutes and the stricken vessel was coming into view. Connor picked up the binoculars and could see two men waving back towards them in a very small light cruiser that was almost too small to be this far out to sea. As the boat came more into view the girls decided together to make themselves a bit more respectable. Cindy simply wrapped a lightweight turquoise sarong around her waist and tied it to her left side. Stephanie put on a dark brown patterned kaftan and tied it at the front. It was made of such a light fabric that you could still easily see her curves and bikini through it. Maria emerged wearing the shortest, tightest pink denim shorts ever. They were so small that the ties of her bikini briefs came over the top of the waist of the shorts, whilst the bottom of the shorts pretty much ended at the crotch and were tight around even Maria’s skinny legs. Connor both admired Maria’s shorts and at the same time wondered why she had bothered.

A few minutes later and the other boat was now clearly in view, and as Connor had predicted there were no other boats in sight. He pulled back on the throttle lever to less than a quarter power and let the water resistance slow the boat as it sank back down onto the surface of the sea. Connor asked Cindy to go to the main deck and move to the bow to direct, whilst the other two girls were sent to the rear deck to assist where possible.
As they got to within 30 yards Cindy called across to the nearest guy on the stricken vessel.

“Hi, what is the problem?”

The South American standing in front of him called back in less than perfect English “the engine catch fire and we have no power, can you help tow us back”.

Cindy looked back up to the top deck to Connor for guidance, and Connor nodded his approval, clearly relishing this new found responsibility.

“Go to the aft of the boat with the others and throw a mooring line to them, we can tow them from behind”. Connor’s ego and confidence was growing with every instruction he issued.

Conner threw the boat into a gentle arc and killed the throttle before shifting into reverse and starting to propel their boat gently towards the stricken craft. The other boat was far smaller, more of a day cruiser and Connor got down onto the ramp at the back of their boat, edged round the inflatable shore boat and undid one of the rear mooring lines. As they got to within a few yards Cindy was able to throw the line to the other boats Skipper who deftly caught it and quickly started to reel in Jim’s boat.

“Were you from and where are you going?” Connor politely asked the skipper. He thought it odd that such a small craft was so far offshore and also why the skipper was in jeans and had a leather jacket when it was such a warm and sunny day.

“We are from Columbia, I am Sebastian and my two brothers are with me” he replied as he tied the rope to his bow rail.

By now Connor had put the engine into neutral and was now looking down over the top deck. The girls were standing around the lounge deck to see what was going on.

Connor did not look too keen on giving them a tow, it broke up his little party with the girls. “Not sure we can do that, it is a good day away at towing speed, but we are only a few hours or so from the Florida coastline, I guess we have to take them back there”.

Sebastian looked up at Connor, clearly trying to interpret and consider what Connor was saying. Meanwhile his two brothers had come up to the front bow as well. Whilst Sebastian and one of his brothers were of similar medium build the third man was bigger in every dimension; however this was as much due to him being fat and overweight than a muscle bound athlete. Connor noted that although the other two men were in jeans and almost identical black t-shirts they were sweating profusely. The fat man seemed more interested in ogling the girls and Connor noted a wry smile on his face.

Sebastian stepped forward and made to jump onto their boat, the rear deck being only a few feet below his own boat’s bow. Connor found himself leaning forward and instinctively reaching out a hand to help him. Sebastian nodded a thank-you and then turned and spoke in Spanish to his brothers. No one on Jim’s boat had a clue what was being spoken. Then the fat man jumped across aided by the skipper and the slimmer brother followed on after.

Sebastian introduced them to the girls “These are my brothers but they have bad names so we just call them the Fatman and the Engineer – you can guess who is who” and he laughed heartily.

Sebastian continued “Hey Skip” he called to Connor, “come down here and say hello.” With the engine in neutral, Connor figured he had better come down and clambered down the ladder steps to the rear deck to join them.
The girls would have all agreed that they were feeling a little nervous now had they felt comfortable enough to speak. Helping this boat was inconvenient but it also felt odd having three strange men on their boat.

None of them were attractive or seemed particularly clean, with missing grey teeth, probably from poor diet and smoking. They looked the very part like bandits from a Clint Eastwood spaghetti western. Maria in particular was wishing she had put some more clothes on, her tiny breasts only required the two tiniest bits of material to cover them up and whilst “amongst friends” she enjoyed the freedom in front of these gross strangers it didn’t seem right.

However her ability to make that decision was suddenly taken away from her in an instant as the most surreal scene unfolded in front of her. Sebastian suddenly reached into the inside of his jacket and pulled out a large hunting knife and pointed it in the general direction of Connor. Connor stared fixated at the knife, it had a wooden handle and around a 6” blade and looked very dangerous in his hands. Maria let out a short shriek but fell silent as the Fatman who was standing closer to her reached towards a small knife holder at the back of his belt that no one had noticed until then and pulled out a similar blade, albeit it was only 4 inches long. He waved it towards the girls who instinctively stepped back towards the entrance down to the main cabin as the Fatman flashed smile towards them, revealing his tobacco stained yellow teeth in the process.

Connor flashed his gaze between Sebastian, the Fatman and the girls, considering the options but none looked too great. The silence was broken by Sebastian as he started explain the situation with some authority.

“We need you to help us transfer some packages from our boat and then we need to take over your boat and use it for the rest of our journey. You will help us and no one will get hurt, do you understand...........DO YOU UNDERSTAND” he screamed in his thick Columbian accent. The girls nodded meekly in unison and then Connor followed suit with more conviction.

The Fatman waved his knife to usher the girls back towards the foredeck of the boat. They gingerly stepped forward and down the narrow deck to the side of the cabin, first Cindy then Maria and finally Stephanie. As Stephanie turned to follow the first two girls, the Engineer stepped forward and grabbed the bottom of her flimsy kaftan that finished just below her backside.

Stephanie froze as he held her back by the flimsy material. Connor watched with increasing anger. Then the little Columbian started to wipe his oily hands on the kaftan – he was clearly the engineer that had been trying to deal with the fire and restart the engine and his jeans and black t-shirt were clearly covered in black oil.

Stephanie remained frozen whilst he continued to wipe the oil from his hands onto her Kaftan. Then he focussed on Stephanie’s pink and blue patterned bikini briefs and started to slowly trace a finger down the centre of her spine, into the nape of her back and then to the waistband of her bikini brief. Then he slowly hooked three fingers from his left hand round it and pulled it out so he could clearly see Stephanie’s bottom. At this point Connor could contain himself no longer and screamed out a “NO....STOP THAT”.

Sebastian turned his attention back to Connor and waved the knife again towards him. The mechanic turned to Connor and gave another smile before turning back to Stephanie who had remained completely frozen where she stood. Cindy and Maria were in front of her looking back at the distressed Stephanie, but had opted to sit on the foredeck as the boat wallowed in the shallow waves. The Engineer then took his right hand and turned the palm towards Stephanie’s back and leading with his middle finger slowly pushed it down into her bikini briefs. Stephanie could feel the finger snaking down between her buttocks until it rested on her anus.

Now she started to protest “no....please stop.....please don’t” she whispered as she started to gently sob. The Engineer just allowed the tip of his finger to move in a gentle circular motion, but gradually pressing the tip harder and harder into her anus.

Now it was starting to hurt and the protests became more vocal “Ow....your hurting me.......aaaagh” she finally screamed as his finger started to find its way inside her – just half an inch but the mechanic was enjoying her tight arse ring around his finger. Connor was now red with rage, his beautiful Stephanie that he adored being abused in front of him. But his emotions were confused with a slight envy that he was not the one poking his finger up her arse. Again he looked at Sebastian and the knife and found himself with the only option was to plead with them.

“For fuck’s sake, leave her alone, we will help you do whatever you want to help you but please leave her alone”.

For whatever reason it worked, Sebastian barked out a few words in Spanish and the Mechanic withdrew from Stephanie, and released her bikini brief with a quite snap as the elastic tightened again round her hips. He allowed himself one grab at her backside his finger pressing up against her crotch through the bikini briefs before he smacked her hard, sending Stephanie sprawling forwards towards the other two girls. Stephanie quickly sat down next to Cindy, her anus still sore, all three girls looking back to the stern of the boat, watching for what the Mechanic in particular might do next.

The Fatman stepped back to the rear platform. Sebastian barked some more orders in Spanish towards the Mechanic and the Fatman. Then he turned to the Connor and issued instructions.

“OK, we need packages put into your boat then we go to America. You will do what we say or ladies will become good friends of the Mechanic...know what I mean”

[Kolt48]

Very good start. Nice.

[HardNYng]

Great start!!!...cant wait to read more.....please continue....

[max hunter]

Thank-you for the positive feedback, appreciated.
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Part 2:

Connor understood fully what he meant. The Fatman put his knife back into its holder and gesticulated him back onto the other boat to help him whilst Sebastian watched over them with his knife always to hand and the Mechanic standing guard over the ladies just a few feet away, preening his bandit style moustache as he idled away the time.

The packages were in rucksacks and were awkward and heavy, but the Fatman was immensely strong, able to carry one on his own whislt Conner had to drag them around and together hurl them back to their boat.

Eventually they were all across and Connor returned back to their boat where he continued to wait in the rear deck. Another command from Sebastian and the Fatman disappeared into the cabin of their boat. and returned shortly later with a large brown leather holdall that was clearly packed full of other things, perhaps weapons Connor surmised.

At this point Connor did something that had no logic in it. He had seen the boathook near to hand and as Sebastian and the Fatman were calling to each other he picked up the 6 foot implement and made a move towards Sebastian with the point and hook end in front of him. Sebastian saw the move out of the corner of his eye and turned round and pointed the knife towards Connor before he could close the entire distance. Instead of jabbing at Sebastian Connor lifted the boat hook up and to one side and aimed a swinging blow towards Saebatian’s head. Had the boat hook been a solid wood type it might have been a good idea but it was the more modern aluminium type and although the blow hurt Sebastian it did not take him down.

Connor turned around and took the opportunity to turn and dive towards the Mechanic, his thoughts being to get away from Sebastian and save the girls. He grabbed the Mechanic’s thighs and brought him down in a football tackle and the two of them sprawled onto the foredeck beside the girls. Connor was aware of further screaming as the girls tried to scramble away from the two wrestling men towards the bow.

At first Connor was getting a couple of good shots in on the Engineer, but his success was brought to a rapid halt as Sebastian and the Fatman got to him and pulled him off. They hauled Connor back to the lower rear deck and he was helpless as he was thrown onto the deck and his hands taped to the rail behind him leaving him seating but immobilised.

Sebastian took charge again. “OK ladies” he called to the three girls, “I want you back here and sitting at the table here”. He pointed to the L shaped bench seat that surrounded a small table fixed to the rear deck by a single central pillar. Stephanie got up first and hurriedly stepped past the Engineer who was still smarting from a cut lip from one of Connor’s punches. Cindy got up and helped Maria up and led her back to the seating bench. Stephanie quickly sat down in the middle of the bench seat leaving Cindy and Maria to sit at each end.

“Ladies, I want you to be nice, and if you are nice then we will all have a happy day”. He then barked a few words in Spanish to the Fatman and the Engineer before climbing the steps to the top navigation deck and starting up the engines. With a swift arc Connor determined they were now heading back towards the Florida coast at full speed.

The Fatman disappeared down into the lower cabin and quickly arrived back with a few beers whilst the Engineer sulkily stood watch, still wiping the blood from his lip. The Fatman handed one of the beers to the Engineer before speaking in English.

“Hey we have a couple of hours to kill and this could get very boring, we need some entertainment”

The Engineer looked thoughtful or a few moments before turning to Maria. “Hey you girl, stand up and dance for us, give us some Samba moves”. Maria sat there frozen to the spot before the Engineer walked over to her and grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to her feet.

“Come on girl, dance for Daddy” he repeated.

“I’m not her Daddy” replied Connor with some indignation.

“Shut the fuck up” responded the Fatman, “who gives a fuck, we just want to see a dance”.

Maria looked towards Cindy who appeared to be her point of advice and Cindy gave the smallest of nods back as she could not see any alternative than to try to keep the situation as calm as possible. If they could see out the next two or three hours they would be back at the mainline and hopefully dropped off somewhere.

Maria felt very exposed in just her tiny bikini and tiny pink denim shorts, her bikini brief ties hanging over the top of the shorts. The Fatman started a slow handclap, in no particular rhythm and Maria started to slowly sway whilst maintaining her balance as the boat cruised across the relatively calm sea.

“C’mon, wiggle that arse, make an effort” commanded the Engineer as the Fatman continued his slow hand clap. Maria tried to up her movements and wiggle her arse a bit more. Under normal circumstances she was a very good dancer, but on an uneven boat being leered at by these men with little clothing on meant she had lost all sense of rhythm.

Then the moment she dreaded as the Engineer came up behind her and put a hand on each of her hips. She continued her slow wiggle, looking at Cindy as if Cindy could tell her what to do. After a few moments the engineer reached down with one hand and undid the metal button at the front of her shorts. It was becoming more difficult to move as he pressed his erection against her backside and slowly undid the zip on her tiny little pink shorts, revealing more of her bikini brief.

“No leave her alone” shouted Connor, in the forlorn hope that this would make a difference.

“Shut the fuck up” called the Fatman to him, reaching for his knife again “or I’ll tape that stupid mouth of yours”. Connor did not want to be taped; at least if he could talk he could perhaps try to reason with them. He shut up.

Maria had virtually stopped dancing as the Engineer pulled the shorts down over her backside so they were sitting half way down her thighs. His hands had left the shorts and moved up to the bikini top and were pulling the tiny triangles of fabric that covered Maria’s tiny breasts to each side.

“Please leave her alone” Cindy interrupted “She is only a young girl..........let me take her place.”

The Engineer stopped now had a hand on each of Marias little breasts and was rubbing them gently. What is your name little girl and how old are you. Maria was now sobbing from the molestation but managed to murmur “My name is Maria and I am nineteen”.

“I like them like that Mummy” the Engineer spat back, in my village they have all been shared by that age.

“I am not her Mum” Cindy replied indignantly,” but she is too young for this”. Stephanie remained quiet in the corner of the bench, not sure what to do or say.

“And your name blonde lady and your friends name?” enquired the Fatman who was now taking an interest.

“Cindy my name is Cindy, this is Stephanie” Cindy repied.

“And is one of you married to this prick” Fatman continued.

“Yes” replied Cindy “he is not a prick, he is my husband”

“OK Cindy, you are a great looking lady, so what you offering in exchange for young Maria here” the Engineer interrupted, still massaging Maria’s breasts.

“Errrrr” Cindy stalled, “what about I give you both a hand job”. Cindy knew she needed to give these men an orgasm and if she could do that maybe it would save Maria and the rest of them from being raped.

“No Cindy, you don’t need to do this called out Connor”.

The Fatman responded sarcastically “Aaaaah, isn’t that sweet, hubbie doesn’t want to watch wifey wanking off the bad guys...........mmmmmmm sounds good to me.........OK Cindy stand up”

For a moment the Engineer seemed almost oblivious to the negotiations and stopped massaging Maria’s breasts and instead ripped her shorts down to her ankles.

Cindy with some determination stood up in front of the table, wearing her one piece blue swimsuit with the turquoise sarong tied at her waist. The swimsuit plunged down at the front to reveal a healthy amount of cleavage from her 36C breasts.

The Engineer held Maria’s shorts round her ankles and told her to sit down the implication to go without her shorts. Maria stepped out of them and hurriedly sat down, replacing the front of her bikini top over the front of her breasts.

Cindy stood there, fear now welling up inside her as she realised that she was now the centre of attention. Her anxiety increased as the Engineer undid his trousers and took out his cock which was now fully erect. At the same time the Fatman came over to her and dragged off the sarong, leaving her just in her one piece swimsuit.

“OK Cindy lady, suck my dick and make it good” the Engineer ordered.

Cindy heard Connor again protest, “no please Cindy, don’t” before the Fatman dragged her by the arm and dragged her down onto her knees in front of the Engineer’s cock. It was dripping pre-cum and she could smell stale urine from it. She tried to recoil back but the Fatman just grabbed her blonde hair and held her head in place. “Do this for Maria, or we get her back up on stage”

Cindy thought for a moment, she figured she could survive this better than Maria which is why she had put herself in the firing line. However the theory of it did not seem as bad as the reality facing her.

“I only offered a hand-job” she managed to exclaim just before the Engineer jabbed his penis into her mouth, her head still held firmly in place by the Fatman. As the Engineer started to thrust into her pretty little mouth all her focus moved to not choking as he jammed his cock further back towards her throat and gagging or throwing up became a fear. Cindy decided to take her left hand and start moving it up and down the Engineer’s shaft, hoping to speed up what was now an inevitable process.

The Engineer looked over to Connor, “A real pro your lady, you are a lucky man”. Cindy could not see the anger in Connor’s eyes or his futile struggling with the tape that was holding his hands to the boat hand rail.

As she knelt on the floor, she felt the Fatman kneel behind her and also press his vile body into her. The next thing she felt was the cold blade of his hunting knife as he put it under the right shoulder strap of her swimming costume. In two quick slices he cut through the material which meant the front of the suit fell down to reveal her right breast. He then did the same with the left strap.

Cindy was able to cover her right breast with her right hand, but her left hand was still working the Engineers cock and in any event it made little difference because the Fatman put away his knife and used both hands to grab her firm breasts, brushing away her right hand. He started to tweak and pinch her nipples which were proving a painful distraction to her attempts not to choke on the Engineers cock.

Eventually she could tell that the Engineer was about to come and tried to pull back her head, hoping the action of her hand would be enough to get him there. She was partly successful with the first jerk of cum hitting the back her throat before she freed her mouth and the remainder shot into her left eye, nose and hair. Relieved that the first ordeal was over she wondered what the Fatman had in store for her. She glanced across at Connor, the wad in her mouth she had managed not to swallow she let it dribble out of her mouth mixed with saliva. She felt unable to wipe the cum off her face until the Fatman finished groping her breasts.

The Fatman let go of Cindy’s breasts and pointed to the end of the bench where Maria was sitting.

“Go sit over there” he commanded “and don’t cover those breasts up, we still want to keep an eye on those beauties”. Cindy did as instructed and whilst Maria shuffled along the settee bench, Cindy sat next to her, and left the straps of her swimsuit hanging down as requested. She managed to wipe the worst of the Engineer’s cum out of her eye.

The Fatman got up off his knees and turned to Stephanie who had not offered a word since their ordeal had begun. OK Stephanie, your turn to entertain the guys, now what can you do for us?

[HardNYng]

Love this story, cant wait to read more.....

[curiousdel]

I also can't wait to read more!

[max hunter]

Thank-you guys for all the positive feedback, next instalment!
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Part 3:

With that the Fatman dragged Stephanie up from the bench seat up onto her feet. “OK Stephanie, how about a little strip tease for us, I think we would like that”

The Engineer added “I think Connor over there quite fancies her the way he reacted earlier.....is that right Connor?” Connor remained silent. The Engineer continued “OK Stephanie, perhaps you can perform a strip tease for us AND for Connor, I reckon he has spent years dreaming of getting his dick into you”

Stephanie didn’t move, a slight shake of her head indicating that she didn’t want to play their game.

The Fatman did not react well to this momentary act of defiance, and as the Engineer was putting his cock back into his trousers the Fatman went up to Stephanie and easily ripped the flimsy kaftan from her. Stephanie screamed “No.....” and tried to hold on to the garment, but the Fatman easily tore it to ribbons in front of her eyes and scattered it round the floor, leaving her standing in just her bikini with her hands clenched in fists across her chest in self defence.

“OK Stephanie, will you please start the strip-tease” the Fatman ordered as he placed her just a couple of feet in front of Connor and started his slow hand clapping again whilst the Engineer, now satisfied, sniggered in the background.

Stephanie slowly started to wiggle her hips, trying to play for time, trying to think of a way out of this. She looked down at Conner just a couple of feet away sitting on the deck his legs stretched out either side of her. Stephanie could see by the amount of tape fixing his wrists to the boat rail that there was no chance Connor could do anything to help her. She looked into Connor’s eyes and he stared back impassively at her.

Connor was feeling mixed emotions as he watched Stephanie wiggling in front of her. His head was level with her crotch, her tiny tie sided bikini briefs just two feet in front of his face when he looked straight ahead. When he looked up her sumptuous breasts barely covered by her bikini top and her pretty little face staring helplessly back at her. He could feel his cock starting to stir inside his shorts and tried to think of something else, but all he could think about was that if his hands were free how he could just reach forward and pull the ties of her bikini briefs on each side and watch the fabric fall away from her pussy.

The Fatman interrupted this awkward moment by strolling towards Stephanie, she could hear him advance from the continued handclapping and was aware that the Engineer was circling around her as well. She moved her hand up behind her back and elected to untie the bow at the back of her bikini top before one of the two bandits got to her. Stephanie felt her breasts drop slightly as their support fell away, but the bikini top still covered them as it hung from her neck.

But her progress was too slow for the Fatman and a split second after Stephanie realised that the clapping had stopped he had pulled the bow at the back of her neck apart and dragged away her bikini top. Stephanie was not strong enough to stop this and pulled her hands over her breasts.

“On your knees” commanded the Engineer and Stephanie quickly knelt down in front of Connor, still covering her breasts. The Engineer moved towards them but to her surprise bent down to Connor and roughly dragged down his beach shorts just far enough to reveal Conner’s semi hard cock.

Stephanie and Conner were almost face to face and Connor looked at her. How he had always wanted to stare into her eyes and see her naked flesh and here she was in exactly that position but not as his fantasies had envisaged.

The Fatman laughed loudly behind her, clearly entertained by the situation before he grabbed Stephanie by the neck and forcibly pushed her face towards Connor’s cock.

“OK lady......I want you to suck his dick and suck it well until we see him cum”

The Engineer interrupted “Stephanie, look at this as a game, the sooner you get him to come into your mouth, the sooner we stop ‘playing’ with you”, do you understand?”

Stephanie did not understand at all but nodded enough to be recognised. Her head was being held down by the Fatman just a few inches above Connors semi hard cock.

“OK Stephanie, this game is going to be played with my friend here and starts now” continued the Engineer.

Stephanie remained frozen not sure what to do as she felt the Fatman release her neck before getting hold of her ankles and yanking them back a foot or so. Stephanie squealed as her knees burned on the wooden deck as they were dragged back, and she had to take one hand from her breasts and put it down on the floor to stop herself falling face first into Connor’s cock. The next thing she felt was the Fatman’s legs as he knelt down behind her,
forcing her own legs a few feet apart.

“You are not getting off to a good start here Stephanie, remember the game. My friend will continue to play with you until Connor comes in your mouth” continued the Engineer. Then he turned to Conner and with a smile spoke; “I hope you don’t take long to cum otherwise your lady friend, your mistress perhaps, is going to get into a lot of trouble here”

“No you can’t do this” protested Connor and he pulled again fruitlessly at his bindings.

The Fatman started to draw patterns on the back of Stephanie’s lean athletic thighs starting from the back of her knees and moving very slowly upwards. Stephanie now realised what she needed to do and took her other hand off her breasts allowing them to hang down beneath her and cupped Connor’s balls with it and started to lick the side of his cock. If it were not for the two bandits and not wanting to betray her friendship with Cindy or her loyalty to her own husband then she would be OK with this. Connor was a good looking guy and reasonably fit and in the odd tipsy moment she had to admit to herself that she had thought about sex with him and it wasn’t a bad thought.

Connor spent his life thinking about sex with Stephanie and as she cupped his balls in her hand and her tongue made contact with his cock it immediately sprang proudly to attention and he couldn’t help an intake of breath as Stephanie closed her mouth over the end of his cock and started to flick her tongue over it. The mixed emotions continued, this moment of Stephanie sucking his dick was beyond his wildest dreams and the only way he could save her from more abuse was to come into her mouth as quickly as possible. “No pressure” he thought and he tried not to look towards Cindy still sitting topless at the table.

The Fatman’s fingers continued to trace around the top of Stephanie’s thighs and were now running along the edge of her bikini bottoms; he was clearly enjoying teasing her. Stephanie tried to concentrate on Connor’s cock in her mouth and not think about what was going on behind her. She needed her right hand on the deck to support her but was now using her left hand to pull up and down Connor’s shaft in addition to using her tongue in every way possible. Connor tried to blank out the bandits and focus just on the blow job but it was difficult, particularly with the Engineer beside him jeering into his ear. “Come on big boy, let’s see you come.....and Stephanie, in your mouth or it does not count”. Connor looked across at the Fatman kneeling behind his beloved Stephanie and the Fatman grinned back at him.

Stephanie’s level of panic started to increase as she realised that the Fatman was pulling the side tie on the left hand side of her bikini brief. Instinctively as she felt the bow come undone she took her left hand off Connor’s cock and reached back to grab the material. As she did so the Fatman simply pulled the tie apart on the right hand side of her brief. Stephanie lifted her head above Connor’s cock and pleaded “No......please stop........please leave us alone.....nooooo”.

“Come on you bastards....leave her alone” Connor joined in but the Engineer just laughed and replied to Stephanie “OK Stephanie, you are going to lose this game if you do not even have his cock in your mouth” and laughed loudly again.

Stephanie was facing Connors cock and although she was gripping the left sides of her briefs she could feel the right side falling away. Then the Fatman ripped the entire material away with his right hand, and Stephanie was powerless to do anything as she accepted the realisation that she was now totally naked in front of these two beasts. She knew she had to get back to the task in hand and put her mouth back over Connor’s cock and brought her left hand back to stroking his shaft, desperately trying to judge the rhythm to get him to come. Connor just closed his eyes and tried to imagine they were in an upmarket motel room having a quick liaison like he had in so many dreams.

“Final defences down Stephanie better get a move on” the Engineer added unhelpfully.

Stephanie then heard the sound of the Fatman undoing his trousers, even above the sound of the waves and the engine she could hear....or maybe just her imagination sensing him undoing them. However there was no mistake as she felt his fat belly pressing against her back side and his cock resting between her buttocks. She tried to focus on Connor’s blow job put could not put out of her mind that unless Connor came in the next 15 seconds then the Fatman was going to rape her. And if he did come in the next 15 seconds would it really stop him? She had no choice but to hope for the best.

Stephanie’s mouth was now full of the flavour of Connor’s pre cum and she could sense that he was nevertheless building up to an orgasm despite everything going on behind. She felt the Fatman move back a few inches and point his penis towards her pussy and in one sharp jab force it painfully into her. She had no choice but to stop the blow job as she screamed out at the Fatman’s cock entering into her. She also knew that despite the discomfort of him starting to move in and out of her that she had to stop this and the only way was to get back to Connor.

“Go on Steph, you can do it” Connor whispered just so Stephanie could hear him but certainly not Cindy and Stephanie continued the blow job. Connor glanced briefly at the Fatman now pumping in and out of Stephanie, his fat sweaty face still grinning back at Connor. Connor closed his eyes again and transported himself back to the Motel room.

Quickly Stephanie got her rhythm back and Connor helped her by the way his breathing was getting faster, and he was deliberately giving out slightly exaggerated gasps to help her with her timing and to enable her to sense when he would be ejaculating. Stephanie got all the signals and brought Connor to a climax and kept her mouth as best she could clamped over his twitching cock. She felt his cum squirting into her mouth and determined not to swallow it....they never said she needed to, and when Connor finally stopped twitching she pulled her mouth away and allowed the come and saliva in her mouth to slowly dribble onto the deck. She wanted to speak, to tell them to stop but as she turned her head towards the Engineer to her side she realised that the Fatman was on his way.

She put her left hand down so she was on all fours just as the Fatman’s cock exploded into her pussy, she felt four solid waves of cum spurting into her before he stopped and flopped his heavy weight onto her back. The Engineer sniggered....”Stephanie, it looks like you lost our little game”.

The Fatman pulled out of Stephanie and stood up to do up his trousers. Stephanie remained frozen on all fours, Connor’s cum still dribbling from her mouth, the Fatmans dripping out of her pussy and running down her thigh. Over the sound of the engine’s they heard Sebastian shouting.

“Fatman, get yourself up here and steer the boat, I need to see what is going on down there.”

The Fatman shrugged his shoulders and started to climb the ladder to the top deck whilst the four hostages remained where they were, frightened to move. A few moments later Sebastian clambered down the ladder to survey the scene. Cindy was sitting there, the top of her swimsuit cut, her magnificent breasts on show, Maria was sitting next to her, shaking with fear but so far unharmed, Connor taped to the rail, his shorts half pulled down, his satisfied cock deflated and Stephanie still on all fours full of cum.

The Engineer summed the situation up for Sebastian. “that one” (pointing to Cindy) “gives a great blow job”, this one” (pointing to Stephanie) “is not good with her games and is getting filled”, he is married to her (pointing to Cindy) but clearly has the hots for her (pointing to Stephanie). Meanwhile our teenage tease over there is still fresh because these nice ladies will do anything to protect her.”

“Really?” Sebastian muttered quizzically, “let’s see shall we.......throw me the tape” The Fatman obliged and tossed the tape to Sebastian. He turned to Cindy “OK you, stand up”.

[HardNYng]

Most excellent......made my day seeing the post....please continue....

[curiousdel]

More please.

[max hunter]

Sorry, not had time this week to do much writing, thanks again for the feedback, a short update:
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Part 4:

Cindy hesitated until she could sense Sebastian was going to lose his temper. She slowly stood up, the two straps of her swimsuit hanging down in front of her. Sebastian moved towards her and grabbed her arm and threw her face down on the small table by the bench seat she had been sitting at. Then he grabbed her nearest arm and wrapped tape round it several times before wrapping it around the vertical post underneath the table. He then grabbed her other wrist, bound it with the tape and secured it to the same post. This left Cindy standing bent over the table completely unable to move, her arms were so tightly stretched that they ached where the table edge cut into them and she could barely raise her head.

“Stephanie, sit down where Cindy was”. Stephanie leapt to her feet and moved towards the bench, although naked at least if she was sitting besides the bench it would conceal her bottom half. As she walked across the deck she caught Cindy’s face looking back at her. She did not know how much of the distraught look on Cindy’s face was due to her current predicament and how much was due to her just witnessing her best friend giving her husband a blow job.

“OK, let’s take a look at this lovely round arse shall we” Sebastian announced and stood behind Cindy and started to tug down her cut swimsuit from the top. He had to tug it hard to get it down to where her waist pressed into the table, but from there it was an easy job to slide it down to her feet.

Cindy started to plead “Please don’t do this, stop.........leave us alone........no more....pleeaaase” The note in her voice became more desperate as she felt the gusset of her swimsuit fall away and then the whole garment down by her ankles. Stephanie was sitting there not knowing where to look; her best friend’s naked pink backside was on the table right in front of her, her intended rapist right next to her.

Sebastian saw a bag on the floor and on the top of it a bottle of sun oil. He went over and picked up the bottle and returned to stand beside Stephanie and behind Cindy. Cindy could not see what was going on behind her, only Maria’s scared face to the side in front of her.

Sebastian spoke quietly. “Right Stephanie I need you to help me here.......I want you to rub this oil deep into Cindy’s backside, can you do this for me?” It was not a question but a statement but Stephanie still found herself shaking her head. Sure she and Cindy had seen each other naked in the gym showers and in the spa sauna, but they had never actually touched each other in any way.

“Oh that is a shame Stephanie, if you do not want to play the game then it looks like we will have to bring young Maria into play”. He looked across at the Engineer who smiled back and leapt to his feet and moved towards Maria. He dragged her from her seat so that she was standing on the deck in front of them.

“Right Stephanie, I understand you failed in our last game so let’s see if you can do better here. I want you to rub oil into Cindy’s arse and get it nice and lubricated for me. Until you have completed the task the Engineer here will take advantage of Maria.” To emphasise the point the Engineer put his arms around Maria from behind and placed his large hands firmly over her tiny breasts.

Sebastian opened up the bottle of sun oil and started to dribble it down between Cindy’s buttocks. They clenched as the oil started to run down them, around her pussy and dripped onto the deck. “OK Stephanie, I think the game has started, please do not take too long to think about it.”

Stephanie looked across at Maria, she was frozen in fear, tears streaming down her 19 year old face as the Engineer started to slowly pull back the tiny patches of material on her bikini top to reveal her tiny little nipples. Stephanie’s mind was racing. She had been raped already; she would not wish that on Maria, all she had to do was touch her best friend in an intimate place. She resolved that she had to do it.

Stephanie took her right hand and with two of her carefully manicured fingers started to rub the oil around Cindy’s anus. Cindy winced uncontrollably and clenched her teeth; she realised that they needed to do this for Maria and vowed to herself to stay as quiet as possible in order to give these bandits as little satisfaction as possible from her humiliation. As Stephanie rubbed the oil in she looked across at Maria. The Engineer had wrapped his left arm more firmly round Maria and was tweaking her right nipple whilst his right hand was snaking down towards the front of her bikini bottoms.

“What do I do, I don’t know what to do” pleaded Stephanie who could see that what she was doing was having no effect on stopping Maria’s assault by the Engineer.

“You need to get your finger inside her arse you silly bitch, get the oil inside of her” barked Sebastian and started to pour more oil over Cindy’s backside and Stephanie’s hand. The Engineer just laughed as his right hand slipped into the front of Maria’s bikini briefs and started to play with her dark pubic hair.

Stephanie looked back down at Cindy’s tight little anus. She was sure Cindy would have told her if she had ever had anal sex, and Stephanie certainly had no idea about these things. She started to gently push her index finger into Cindy’s anus making sure she carried plenty of oil with it and being careful not to scratch Cindy with her nail. She pressed and pressed until finally her finger was inside Cindy’s tight anal ring. Connor could just see Cindy’s face screwed up with the pain of this new humiliation. The Engineer’s right hand was now trying to reach into Maria’s crotch and find her pussy lips.

Sebastian then called out “OK, halt.......well done Stephanie........see you can play these games when you want to”. He looked across to the Engineer who pulled his right hand back to Maria’s pubic mound but at the same time put his left hand inside the front of her bikini briefs as well to join it. Maria could also feel the engineers cock becoming erect again as he used both his hands to press her hips and backside back against him.

At the same time Sebastian undid his jeans and pulled out his cock. He pulled Stephanie’s finger out of Cindy’s anus and pulled Cindy back a little on the table. Then without further ado he jabbed his cock into Cindy’s anus, pressing against it as he tried to bury it inside her. Cindy let out a loud scream and winced in pain as she felt his cock slowly sliding into her virgin arse. With his left hand the engineer grabbed Stephanie by her pony tail and pulled her head down so that she was just inches away from Cindy’s penetrated anus. Connor could see the painful looks on Cindy’s face as the Engineer slowly sank deeper into her whilst Maria stood there frozen as the Engineer played with her thick pubic hair with both of his large hands.

Then Connor’s view was obscured as the Engineer took his hands out of Maria’s bikini briefs and manhandled her over to the table at the other end to Cindy. In a few deft moves he had Maria’s slim frame bent over the table from the other side, holding her head down next to Cindy with one hand on the back of her neck whilst the other hand undid one side of her briefs and pulled them down away from her backside. Cindy and Maria were face to face and could have kissed each other as they lay at opposite ends of the table.

Instead Cindy’s hands found Maria’s and gripped them tightly. She could sense Maria being penetrated by the scrunched up look on her face as the Engineer pushed his cock deep into Maria’s pussy.

The two girls then gripped each other’s hands tightly as the two men raped them; Cindy in her well oiled arse, Maria in her dry tight pussy. They both cried and whimpered but there was no longer any point in screaming and they both tried to suppress the pain by biting their lips as the pounding continued. Connor could only really see the Engineer’s backside as he thrust into Maria whilst Stephanie nose was just inches away from Sebastian’s cock as he pummelled Cindy’s tight arse.

Eventually Sebastian came first, and Cindy felt strangely relieved as she sensed him ejaculate inside her. Sebastian did not wait long before pulling his cock out of her and doing up his trousers. Meanwhile the Engineer was still fucking Maria for all he was worth, ramming her legs against the top of the table until they bruised. Cindy was able to focus more on Maria’s plight as her young body was being used and abused by the Engineer and she continued to hold Maria’s hands tightly. Eventually the Engineer came and Maria felt for the first time in her life the sensation of cum filling her pussy as she had never had sex before without a condom. The thought of this pig’s seed inside her made her sob more openly.

[HardNYng]

Love the two bent over the same table....keep up the good work.....

[max hunter]

Originally Posted by HardNYng

Love the two bent over the same table....keep up the good work.....

Thank-you again for your great feedback, next instalment follows!!

[max hunter]

Part 5:
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The Engineer did up his trousers and he and Sebastian talked again in Spanish. All three girls remained frozen wondering what would happen next.

Then once they had stopped speaking Sebastian ripped off Maria’s bikini brief which was still hanging around one thigh and dragged her down inside the cabin. Maria was beyond struggling as Sebastian dragged her to the master suite and through her down on the queen sized bed and taped her wrists together before taping them to a small grab rail at the head of the bed. Then mercifully he left her to go back up to the lower rear deck.

When he got there he found that the Engineer had taken Cindy to the opposite rail to Connor and dutifully taped her hands to the rail so she was identically restrained sitting down facing Connor. She could feel Sebastian’s cum leaking out of her arse. Once the Engineer had finished restraining Cindy he passed the tape to Sebastian. Sebastian approached Stephanie who had remained seated up until then. Stephanie suddenly stood up, she was furious about what was happening to her and Cindy, but particularly the rape of young Maria which seemed unfair given what they had done to try to save her. She lashed out at Sebastian, catching him off guard and smacking him clean on the cheek and with the swaying of the boat knocked him to the ground. The Engineer just laughed at the situation, the naked Stephanie daring to fight back. Sebastian stood back up, not impressed at all, his cheek smarting from the slap, his face a scowl. He angrily barked an order to the Engineer who stopped laughing and rushed up the stairs to the top deck. Sebastian approached Stephanie again, only this time his eyes blazing with fury and slapped her back. Stephanie was powerless to stop the strike, and although she managed to put her arm up to it, it still sent her flying across the deck where she landed on the floor.

Before she could get up, she realised that the Fatman was back down onto the deck and both he and Sebastian dragged her with one arm each to the middle of the deck between Connor and Cindy. Connor was frantically struggling and shouted, “Leave her alone.......fight me you bastards.....she is just a woman you cowards”. But the two men were too busy with Stephanie to care about Connor’s ranting.

Sebastian let go of Stephanie’s arm just as the Fatman positioned himself so that he was standing behind Stephanie holding both her arms behind her. As Stephanie twisted and turned to try to free herself, her beautiful firm breasts jiggled and bounced in front of Connor’s eyes. In any other situation, perhaps dancing in their garden at home in a private party this was beauty to be admired; but here on the boat, Connor knew that this was likely the start of another attack on Stephanie.

Sebastian barked another command to the Fatman and then strangely it seemed at first lay down next to Stephanie. He positioned himself on his back next to her and pulled down his trousers and pants to reveal an erect cock again. The Fatman started to drag Stephanie across Sebastian’s prone body as Sebastian lifted her right knee until she was straddled across him. Stephanie was still trying to struggle but was now too frightened to try to kick. “Leave me alone you filthy bastards” she kept screaming, “Let me go!!”
Connor tried to reason more between Stephanie’s screams. “Come on guys, have you not had enough..........please no more..........just drop us off now and we will forget everything”.

But it was clear that they had not had enough at all and that Connor clearly had little to bargain with. Sebastian now had his cock in his hand and was slowly guiding it towards Stephanie’s pussy. Stephanie’s writhing was becoming more animated as she tried to steer herself away from the inevitable but the Fatman had her securely held by the arms and the more she struggled the more the Fatman pulled her arms up behind her; to the point where the pain in her shoulders was becoming unbearable.

Finally Sebastian found the target and pressed the head of his cock into Stephanie’s pussy, which was still sticky from her previous rape. The Fatman released her arms a little and pressed her down until in one motion Sebastian’s cock had sunk its full length into her. “Aaaaaaagh NO!” was Stephanie’s last forlorn scream as she felt herself being violated again. The Fatman let go of her arms and she made to throw another slap at Sebastian as Connor looked on at the bizarre sight of Stephanie who looked like she was having one of those pole fights except that she had a penis fully in her pussy as well. Cindy meanwhile had accepted her impossible situation in terms of helping her friend and had simply bowed her head and closed her eyes hoping the nightmare would soon be over.

Stephanie’s latest attempt to hit Sebastian was just as futile as her overall situation. Sebastian was ready for her and easily grabbed her wrists and pulled her down whilst the Fatman assisted by pushing her down on her back whilst now holding her head up by her ponytail so she could not even entertain a head-butt.

The Fatman was now able with his free hand to undo his trousers and pull out his own cock. This time he was seeking out Stephanie’s arse. Stephanie felt the end of his cock against her dry arse, his free hand pulling one of her buttocks to one side, and the sensation of his spit as he dribbled down the centre of her buttocks. She found herself clenching her fists as tightly as Sebastian was gripping her wrists as the Fatman’s penis started to press against her tight arse. As it broke through she let out the loudest of screams and even Connor could not watch anymore; his darling Stephanie was now being DP’d in front of his eyes by two filthy bandits.

Once the Fatman was inside her and starting to move his cock slowly inside her arse, Stephanie’s screams became cries of “please no more.......I cannot take any more........” as she started to sob again, her tears falling on Sebastian’s face. Not that Sebastian cared; he was also trying to build up a rhythm inside Stephanie’s pussy. In truth she could barely feel the pain of his penis inside her pussy, just the humiliation, compared to the Fatman’s cock which was tearing her dry arse.

The Fatman was the first to come, and Stephanie heard him grunt as his cum splashed inside her before quickly withdrawing from her. Sebastian carried on for what felt like an eternity before he to unloaded more cum into her pussy. Whereas after all the other lovemaking in her life, there had followed hugs and loving kisses, after her rape she found her body cast aside like a rag doll. As soon as Sebastian had finished, the Fatman had done up his trousers and dragged her straight off to the railing next to Cindy and started taping her wrists.

Cindy had opened her eyes and whispered quietly to her “Sorry” as if it where her fault; Stephanie remained silent and motionless, with no fight left in her to struggle any more.

Once Sebastian was also up on his feet and dressed again he instructed the Fatman to go back up to the top-deck and join the Engineer navigating the boat. He then wandered back downstairs to the cabin where Maria still lay face down on the bed. Maria heard him coming down the steps into the cabin and the bedroom door being opened. She was just about able to look around and see it was Sebastian before turning round and burying her head into the pillow and clenching her slim little legs as tightly as possible together.

Sebastian stood for a moment and admired the young ladies body in front of him; although he felt her breasts were too small, laying face down on the bed all he could do was admire her long slim legs and tight little backside.

Sebastian was spent for the moment otherwise he would have climbed onto her straight away and fucked one of her little holes, he didn’t know which one. But Maria didn’t know this and tightened up her body as he approached her.

Sebastian decided to tease her by running his fingers up and down the backs of her thighs; each upward movement going closer to her buttocks or pressing between the inside of her tightly clenched thighs. Maria lay as motionless as possible as the teasing continued for minute after minute until eventually Sebastian’s fingers were touching her arse and sliding down as best they could to reach her outer pussy lips, still sticky with the cum of the Fatman.

Sebastian spoke “Maria, you are beautiful and from now on I am going to look after you and have you for myself...............but first we must get ready for our meeting”. Maria continued to lay there frozen and scared by this new menace, but she inwardly sighed with relief as Sebastian withdrew his hands from mauling her helpless body and stood up. He wandered around the bedroom and the other cabin, opening up cupboards, checking suitcases and emptying their contents.

He returned to where Maria was lying and held up some clothes – a pink skirt, white vest top and black thong. “Are these yours” he asked Maria and she turned her head and nodded. It was not difficult for Sebastian to guess Maria’s clothes from those of Cindy and Stephanie as she was younger and these were clearly cheaper. He threw them on top of Maria, then took out his knife and cut off the tape that was restraining them. “OK, put these on and then just sit here until I come back”. He pointed to the holster with his gun in it and figured that Maria was too young, scared and weak to do anything. He knew she would just get dressed and sit on the bed to see what happened next. As Sebastian turned and picked up two other piles of clothes, she did exactly that; grateful to not be naked she quickly pulled on the clothes and sat on the edge of the bed.

Sebastian mean while returned to the rear deck with two more piles of clothes. He turned to Cindy and Stephanie and held out a black evening dress. “Who’s is this?” he asked and Cindy nodded – she liked to dress up when she went out for dinner. He threw down the dress in front of Cindy along with a black push up bra and black sheer panties and some sandals. He then took the short red dress he was holding and grunted to Stephanie “this must be yours” and without waiting for an answer dumped it on the floor in front of her with a white pair of lacy panties and similar sandals.

Sebastian then cut each of the girl’s hands free and ordered them to get dressed. He stopped and watched intently, with his knife in his hand. Both pulled on their panties first, their breasts jiggling as they rushed to pull them up their legs. They didn’t stop to do anything about the cum still on their legs and inside them, wanting to cover themselves up as quickly as possible.

Stephanie pulled the dress on over her head, she did not ask why she had not been given a bra, and tied up the wrap around bow to her left waist. The dress was only mid thigh and in a swirling skater style and it certainly turned heads, but at that moment Stephanie felt relieved to be covered up.

By now Cindy had fitted her bra and was pulling her dress up her body and turned to let Stephanie do up the long zip at the back. The dress was much longer than Stephanie’s finishing below the knee but in every other sense it was very sexy. The length of it fitted every contour of Cindy’s body, the front was very low cut so with the push up bra it enabled any man to wonder at her lovely sized breasts. The shoulder straps were just half an inch wide, adding to the allure of the outfit.

When they had finished dressing Sebastian more cheerily spoke to them. “Good, ladies you look lovely again, just in time for our meeting”.

Sebastian called Maria out of the cabin and instructed the three ladies to sit back on the bench seat around the table. Sebastian seemed very relaxed and drank a couple of beers as the boat sped back towards the Florida coast-line. Occasionally either the Fatman or the Engineer would wander down from the top deck to grab a beer or have a short conversation with Sebastian, but on the whole there were few words spoken. The three girls sat in complete silence and whilst Connor occasionally tried to ask what was happening and when they were going to be freed, Sebastian just ignored him and eventually Connor fell silent also.

Connor took time to study the three girls. None for them would make eye contact with him, ashamed of what he had been forced to watch or angry that he couldn’t do more; he could not be sure. Maria would occasionally sob quietly to herself, Cindy looked lost and bewildered, whilst Stephanie was still trying to look confident and in control, possibly even assertive, though she knew as well as anyone that she was far from in control of the situation.

It was clear from the position of the sun that they were heading in a north-westerly direction, and after a further hour the engine power was reduced to half. Connor looked towards the bow of the boat and could just about see the lush green colour of the Everglades in front of him. The heat of the day was gone, but nevertheless it was still a warm and balmy afternoon.

The boat continued towards the coast line until it was only about a mile out and then turned east, reducing its power again. The Fatman kept going to the bow of the boat and then coming back to Sebastian for a short burst of conversation in Spanish before going back towards the bow again. And then the Fatman shouted something and the boat swung in towards the shore.

The Engineer who was still piloting the boat put on a quick burst of power to increase the momentum towards the shore and keep a steady course across the tidal ebbs and flows along the coastline. Connor strained his eyes ahead to try and see what was happening. The girls could also glimpse the land ahead, and hopefully now they were dressed hopefully their freedom as well.

The Engineer found the inlet he was looking for and then the narrow man-made channel that carved a straight path through the cypress trees either side of the bank. Now the boat was back to “dead slow”, the engines barely making a murmur as they quietly progressed up the canal. Eventually the Engineer cut the engines and allowed the boat to drift. Connor could see ahead a low pedestrian bridge across the waterway, high enough for the smugglers original boat, but far too low for this one.

As the boat drifted toward the bridge, Sebastian was able to vault up onto it and secure their boat to the bridge. He then barked some more orders and the Fatman and the Engineer started to untie the inflatable launch and fill it with their various bags that the hostages assumed to be drugs and weapons.

Connor and the girls sat still and pretty much felt resigned to their fate. But though no one spoke each held their own hopes that finally the bandits would set off on the inflatable to complete their trip without them. After all there wasn’t enough room on the small inflatable for seven adults and the various bags.

When the small boat was ready the Fatman used the winch to lower it off the rear deck and the Engineer clambered aboard and started to set up the small outward bound motor. Sebastian was now back on the rear deck in command of the situation. He barked another command and the Fatman drew his knife and went over to Connor to cut the tape holding his wrists to the rail of the boat. Sebastian drew out his revolver and pointed it in the direction of Connor.

“OK mister, no funny business or we shoot you first and then play with your ladies second......do you understand?” Connor nodded, he was now fully aware of the evil he was facing and realised that if they were close to the end of their ordeal then compliance was going to be the best way for them to get out alive.

The Fatman lowered himself into the inflatable just as Sebastian ordered Connor “Into the water and hold on to the grab rope.......and no funny business, we are prepared to shoot you if needed, remember that you are now unwanted baggage” Menacingly he added “unlike your ladies”. Connor looked over the edge of the boat and saw that the Engineer and the Fatman were now also holding hand guns and generally pointing them in his direction. Dressed in his cargo shorts and t-shirt, Connor lowered himself into the water and grabbed hold of the rope round the hull of the inflatable.

Once Connor was in the water and in the sure knowledge that his two partners had him covered, he replaced his gun into the belt at the back of his trousers; he saw no threat from the three girls.

[curiousdel]

Can't wait for the next part of the story!

[HardNYng]

Awaiting the next chapter.....excellent so far....

[max hunter]

Part 6 below. Note that there isn't much rape in this segment, but is a story link to the next episode that will have! Please be patient!!!
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“OK ladies, into the water and hang on to the boat” Sebastian commanded and waved his arms towards the rear deck of the boat. All three shuffled off the bench seat, giving Sebastian plenty of time to admire them. Cindy, the oldest of the three in her long tight fitting black dress that finished below the knee but was incredibly low cut at the front; which suited her ample cleavage was first. Then Stephanie in her red skater style wrap dress, the shortest of hemline, what a tease he thought. Finally Maria, the young college kid in her skimpy vest top and skirt, small breasts but incredibly tight young body. This had been a good day for Sebastian.

Cindy hesitated at the edge of the rear deck. “But we are fully clothed” she stated to Sebastian though his answer reinforced the naivety of the question.
“You can always get undressed again” he replied with a sneer. Cindy gulped at he thought and lowered herself gently in the water and breast-stroked the couple of yards to the inflatable, but unable to frog kick her legs due to the tight fit of her dress. Next Stephanie lowered herself into the water and in her short dress was easily able to swim around to the far side of the boat.

Finally Maria went to the water’s edge and hesitated. This was a mistake because Sebastian could resist the temptation no longer. As she went to step forward to the edge he grabbed a handful of her skirt and pulled her back. Maria was initially confused as she was pulled back from the edge. Sebastian still holding her skirt in one hand reached down and picked up a beer bottle with his free hand.

The other three were helpless in the water, two hand guns menacingly being pointed at them as Sebastian pulled up Maria’s skirt from the back and without ceremony used the bottle in his other hand to first pull her thong to one side and then start to ram the bottle into her pussy.

Maria let out a scream and tried to fight back with her hands but with Sebastian behind her she was fighting blind. “Nooooooo.....aaaagh” she cried out as the beer bottle was thrust deep inside her pussy, Sebastian almost laughing as he penetrated her.

“See my little sweet-heart, I said you would be all mine and now you are” he taunted as he now forced her onto the floor of the deck the bottle left hanging out of her pussy. Sebastian then fell onto her back and spread her legs with his knees. He was now in a frenzy as his free hand started working the bottle again. Sebastian went to undo his trousers but was interrupted by the Engineer.

“We will be late” was the simple statement from the Engineer and Sebastian knew that it would not be good for them to be late to the rendezvous. He sighed in frustration, he so wanted to have Maria, but knew that realistically he might need to give her away. But he couldn’t be late. He carried on ramming the bottle in and out of her pussy for a few more moments before he knew they needed to get a move on.

He pulled out the bottle and leaned close in to Maria’s ear. “Later my little darling, we will have a party”. Again Maria recoiled at the threat but was relieved that the assault on her pussy with the bottle had stopped. She felt Sebastian’s weight lifting from behind her and when he commanded her into the water she didn’t hesitate and literally rolled off the edge of the deck and positioned herself on the rear side of the inflatable opposite Stephanie.

Finally Sebastian lowered himself into the inflatable and the Engineer fired up the outboard motor and set off under the bridge and up the waterway. The four hostages clung onto the grab rope by the side of the boat, the engineer keeping the speed to just a few miles per hour as they crept along as quietly as possible. Connor figured that they were completely in the wilderness and well beyond any kind of civilisation that might be able to help them. They lost track of how long they were in the water, but Connor could see ahead the waterway narrowing and starting to peter out.

First Connor felt the bottom of what was now just a small stream and then Cindy as the Engineer cut the engine and allowed the boat to drift towards the shallow bank at the start of the stream. As it got shallower the four hostages found their footing on the soft silt mud and started to walk the boat towards the bank. Their bodies rose above the water line, their wet clothes clinging to every contour. In particular Maria’s vest top was virtually transparent and even in the late afternoon her nipples and tiny breasts were visible through the damp thin material.

Cindy and Stephanie’s dresses being of darker colour did not go transparent but clung beautifully to their shapely bodies.

Once the water was down to Connor’s waist level he was able to easily haul it to the bank. Cindy assisted a little but Maria and Stephanie found themselves more dragged along behind. Soon the boat was robustly onto the shallow bank, the four hostages clambered onto the dry land, the river water dripping off their clothes. They stood there and watched quietly as the three South Americans tossed the bags onto the dry land; mindful that Sebastian again had his revolver trained in their general direction.

“What now” asked Connor quietly, though it was obvious that they had not stopped in the middle of nowhere for nothing and that this must be a drop off point to meet with another party.

“None of your business” Sebastian replied almost as if it was a surprise and then ordered Connor to pick up a couple of the bags whilst the Engineer and the Fatman picked up the remainder.

“OK, let’s walk” Sebastian ordered and waved towards a clearing a few hundred metres away that was ringed by trees and further swampland but crucially at the other end had a stony path to slightly higher ground that a vehicle would be able to navigate. Although it was still daylight the sun was now low in the sky and shadows from the trees were getting longer and longer.

The group walked towards the clearing, Connor at the front, Maria behind him followed by Stephanie and Cindy and then the three South Americans behind them, Sebastian still with his pistol in hand loaded, cocked and pointing towards them. Cindy was struggling to walk in her long tight fitting dress and so was tending to lag behind.

As they approached the small clearing they became aware of a single torch flash behind them but before any of them could turn around there was a sound in front of them of a jeep firing up its engine and then a few seconds later hurtling out of the trees and down the path towards them. They all stayed focussed on the Jeep as it screeched to a halt about 20 yards in front of them. There were four Afro-Caribbean’s in the Jeep, two at the back carrying some kind of automatic rifles. Connor looked behind him and saw that even the South Americans were starting to look nervous; their bravado they had shown whilst raping the girls had now subsided.

After the Jeep had come to a halt, the man in the front passenger seat jumped out, he was clearly in charge. “Hey, which of you is Sebastian?” he called.

Sebastian and his two partners in crime walked past the hostages and stepped up to within 10 yards of the African leader.

“Are you Henri?” Sebastian asked a little nervously, his gun still in his hand but now by his side pointing to the floor.

“I am my friend” he replied, and then a big grin spread across his face “And do you have the load as promised”

Sebastian signalled to the Fatman, the Engineer and Connor to throw their bags in front of him which they dutifully did. “There you go, exactly as ordered..... now show us the money”

“Hey be cool” Henri replied, his grin still wide across his face, “It is in the back of the Jeep.......but first, tell me, why we have all these spectators.........hey some lovely spectators as well”

“We thought you might be interested in three ladies for an extra $30,000” Sebastian replied, two of them well used but in brilliant shape and a young fresh one as well”.

“An interesting proposition my friend.........girls, step forward” commanded Henri “let me see the merchandise” on offer shall we. Nobody moved for a moment, the girls frozen in fear of what their fate was with these four black men. Sebastian was also thinking deeply about how to position everyone; a little nervous that at least two people on the other side had automatic rifles against their three pistols. He had been in stickier positions than this, he knew he had to keep his wits about him and maintain the best shooting angles with his foe. He also knew that the Fatman and the Engineer knew all the same tactics...they were a team.

Sebastian figured it would be OK to step the girls forward, would give them cover from the goons in the back of the Jeep and so ushered the three of them forward. The Fatman half dragged and half shoved them so that the three girls were in a line in front of them with Stephanie on the left, Cindy in the Middle and Maria on the right. Connor was fuming inside, and had no idea what to do and so positioned himself just behind Maria. If he could see the looks on the girl’s faces he would have seen renewed fear that their ordeal might not be over soon.

Henri first walked up to Stephanie and lifted up the hem of her skater skirt dress fully to her waist. Stephanie did not move an inch, fearful of the two automatic weapons trained towards her. Her lacy white panties were on full view, the soaking material virtually transparent. Connor found his eyes drawn to her fit athletic legs and tight backside accentuated by her still soaking dress clinging to it.

Henri let one side of Stephanie’s skirt drop and with his free hand jabbed a couple of fingers into her crotch, eventually pulling the gusset to one side and jabbing a finger into her dry pussy. Stephanie started crying again and wincing with the pain but tried to be resolute.

Henri pulled out his finger and let the skirt drop, “Very nice” he muttered, “Very nice, this one is worth something”. Sebastian smiled, maybe this was going OK.

Henri then stepped in front of Cindy. There was no way he could lift her long tight skirt of her dress so he just span her 180 degrees and fondled her cute arse that filled and strained at the sodden material. Cindy held her nerve and tried to look defiant, even when Henri smacked her hard on the arse. She looked across at Conner for the first time in a long while but he just looked away still helpless to do anything. Henri span her around to face him again and pulled out the low front of her dress and bra, peeking down at her ample cleavage until he could just catch her exposed nipples. “Very nice Sebastian for a MILF, but maybe a discount for this one”

“Ha, of course not” laughed Sebastian with a little more confidence, “you have to put a premium on her experience”. “Good thinking” Henri muttered before moving on to Maria.

“Do I get a discount for this one, she has no tits” Henri enquired as normal as if he was asking for a discount in a shop for a mark on an article of clothing. He didn’t touch Maria, her pale pink top was virtually transparent and her short thin pink cotton skirt clinging to her so that her black lacy g-string was clearly visible.

Henri stepped back a couple of paces allowing the girls to breathe again though they knew their fate was hardly safeguarded.

“OK Sebastian....these are fine specimens and will give us a good time, but I do not understand why I should pay you more for them......no doubt they have been used by your tiny South American dicks.......and anyway I have more guns than you, why do you not just give them to me”

The confidence that had been growing within Sebastian was beginning to drift away just as quickly as it came. In his head he was beginning to realise that this might get messy; and he did not need to look at the Fatman and the Engineer to know that their fingers would be moving towards the pistols in their belts ready to fight their way out if needed.

Sebastian considered the odds, figuring out the best way out, whether to shoot first or try to talk his way out. If he decided to shoot then he could use the girls as cover from the goons on the Jeep; that had to be the best plan. The Engineer had also had the same thought and moved his right hand to the pistol tucked into the back of his belt. Even if the four guys in front of them spotted his move he had the cover of the four hostages.

Bu they had forgotten the torch flash light behind them, just one quick signal, there were not four but six people in the greeting party. As the Engineer’s fingers grasped the handle of his gun a shot fired out from behind him to the left. It hit him squarely in the centre of his spine and he dropped like a stone. Sebastian raised his gun towards Henri but Stephanie had decided to run to the left and in the split second Sebastian had the chance to shoot, several gunshots fired out from the Jeep, several riddling his body causing him to fly backwards off his feet into a crumpled heap.

Stephanie continued to run to the left of the clearing, not knowing she was running towards the two other bandits that had surrounded them. Cindy remained frozen to the spot, in total fear she did not even crouch down, she just stood frozen as the bullets whistled around her. Connor saw Maria also start to run towards the trees on their right. He glanced briefly at Cindy who still had her back to him and called to her “Cindy run, please run”. He thought to step forward to get her but Henri was too close for him to risk it. His own survival instinct kicked in and he started to run in the same direction as Maria, his rationale mind figuring that Cindy couldn’t run in a tight long dress and that if he could survive he could come back to rescue her.

Cindy found herself at the centre of things as the Fatman dropped his weapon and put his hands up in the air. She watched as Henri smiled menacingly at the Fatman before silently raising his handgun to the Fatman’s head and firing a single bullet through his skull. Cindy didn’t see the Fatman’s skull explode into a mass of red blood and skull fragments but in her head she could imagine it. She just kept her eyes on Henri as he put his handgun back into the holster.

[HardNYng]

Pacing waiting pacing waiting pacing waiting for the next chapter....

[max hunter]

Sorry, real life getting in the way, will try to get another update soon!!

[max hunter]

Sorry for the delay, the story continues, things just keep getting worse for these girls!!
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Part 7:

Connor was easily able to keep up with Maria as they ran towards the trees at the right of the clearing. It was as if no one had noticed them making a break in this direction. As they reached the tree line Connor briefly glanced around and amongst the commotion he could not see anyone giving chase. As they got into the wooded area it was clear that Maria wanted to keep on running but Conner grabbed her by the arm and guided her towards a bush near the edge with a shallow dip behind it.

“Get down” he shouted and sort of pushed Maria to the ground in the shallow ditch. There was a squelching as Maria found herself flat on the floor lying in the damp muddy ground. Connor landed mostly on top of her and although in any other situation she would find it uncomfortable to say the least, in the current situation she was happy to have him shielding her.

“Let’s watch and see when we are able to help” Connor added, though how he was going to rescue the girls with six armed men around he had no idea. The two of them looked back at the scene in the clearing as if they were watching a gruesome show on TV.

Cindy was still standing in a daze; Henri was still in a rage, the adrenalin still flowing through his veins. Two of the other men from the jeep were putting down their weapons and moving towards Cindy and Henri. “We need to keep very still and quiet” whispered Connor to Maria, at least one of them is looking for us. “We should be OK in this hollow” he added which was a relief to Maria, taking her mind off the fact that she was being pressed into the two inches of soft mud underneath her torso and legs.

They could also see Stephanie. The two other men had grabbed her and thrown her to the ground and were now dragging her back towards the centre of the clearing, each holding one of her ankles and dragging her feet first on her back. Her tiny red skaters dress was being dragged up as she was pulled along the ground, her white lacy panties on full show despite her best efforts to hold the dress down; she was still writhing and struggling but it was futile against these two strong black men.

Connor turned his attention to Cindy. The three men were now circling her, walking round her, taunting her, one smacked her backside, another squeezing her breast. Henri was starting to enjoy himself.

“White lady.....you are going to be enjoying the love of a black man today........or maybe several”. He pulled out a large knife also holstered on his belt. Cindy flinched as he delicately cut the two straps at the front of her dress and her bra straps as well and flung them aside so they hung off her back.

Over their taunting Cindy could hear Stephanie half screaming and half crying as she was dragged to just twenty feet from Cindy. Her dress was torn at the back and her arms and back scratched from the uneven ground. The two men holding her ankles let them go and Stephanie’s instincts to escape continued to kick in. She turned onto all fours and tried to crawl like a baby back from where she had come.

One of the men laughed and quickly strode in front of her, blocking off her direction of travel. The other one knelt down behind her and lifted the back of her dress to reveal her white lacy panties. Except that they were smeared in brown and green from the mud and grass and ripped in several places from the stones and branches. With his strong arms the man behind her put his hands inside the waistband and ripped the lacy remnants apart.

Connor could swear that he could almost hear the fabric of Stephanie’s panties tear. But he was aware that as the scene in front of him unfolded that he was getting an erection, this was definitely turning him on. Maria too could feel his erection pressing into her backside and did not know what to think. Conner found one knee pressing in between Maria’s legs, parting then enough so he could shuffle across and get his other knee between them. He then pressed his cock more purposely against her tight little backside through the thin fabric of her little skirt and told her in another whisper

“You need to stay very quiet Maria; we don’t want the bad black men to find us”

In the meantime the three men around Cindy were closing in like hyenas to a wounded animal. The man behind her undid the long zip at the back as Henri pulled down the low front. Cindy’s awesome breasts were fully exposed but still she did not move. Paralysed by fear she continually turned her head to see where the next assault was coming from but did not move a muscle. As her tight dress was pulled down to her waist Henri put both hands on her shoulders and pushed her to her knees. Cindy knew what was coming next and almost waited as Henri pulled out his massive black cock and presented it to her face. “There you go lady” he announced “satisfy that if you want to stay alive” and Cindy found her hands reach up and take Henri’s cock and start to guide it towards her mouth, a reluctant acceptance of her fate.

Meanwhile Stephanie continued her ridiculous attempts to escape. She could feel herself held back as her white lacy panties were being torn apart, then her hair being pulled as the man in front of her tried to pull her head up to his crotch. Then the man behind ripping apart her wrap around dress and grabbing each of her breasts in each of his hands. Stephanie’s strength was starting to ebb away and she felt her knees buckle as the man behind her threw his weight on top of her. Still she tried to crawl, grabbing the ankles of the man in front of her to pull herself forward. And then she felt the warmth of another cock between her buttocks as the man behind her pulled out his penis and pressed it between her naked buttocks.

Connor continued to watch the plight of Cindy and Stephanie but his own actions were becoming more frantic as he rested on his right arm whilst his left hand undid his shorts and pulled out his cock. Then it reached under Maria’s skirt toward the top of her spread out legs. Soon enough he reached Marie’s thong and pulled it deftly to one side. Maria was too frightened to make too much noise but in a whisper protested to Connor

“No...stop it......please don’t.....this isn’t fair”.

But Connor didn’t stop, instead he eased his cock into Maria’s pussy and for the second time that day she was being raped, but this time by someone she considered a family friend. She clenched her teeth as she felt Conner slowly press inside her, invading her most personal space; frustrated as she knew that it was too dangerous to make a noise or fight him off. Connor continued to press his cock deep into Maria whilst looking past her to the demise of the other two girls.

[curiousdel]

Great addition. Can't wait for the next part of the story!!