“Let me feel these supple tits, little whore. Ooooohhhh… so soft,” the General groaned, his hands cupping and squeezing Amy’s poor breasts until she cried out.
“Please, it hurts. Be gentle!” she begged. The General seemed to relent, dipping a hand to Amy’s crotch and playing with her clit even as she fucked Scott’s vein-bulging cock. He couldn’t hold it much longer. He was about to explode. His face creased with effort. He gritted his teeth, holding back the imminent blast of cum that wanted to spew from his rock-hard shaft.
“Please Sir,” Scott ground out. He couldn’t believe he was saying this. “Please Sir, may I cum in my wife’s pussy?”
He had to hope that by being submissive, maybe, just maybe the General would show mercy. There were a few heartbeats of absolute terror as he waited for the General’s answer. If he came without permission in Amy’s snatch would the General have them killed just like that other couple? Fear spiked. His stomach churned.
The General laughed, groaning as his cock prodded Amy’s sore ass. “Such a well-behaved young man. Very polite. Your husband is quite the catch, isn’t he, my little blonde cunt?” The General punctuated his remark by pinching Amy’s nipples and thrusting himself to the hilt into her over-extended anus. Amy felt something tear, groaning as pain stabbed through her. Meanwhile Scott watched as Amy’s cunt bottomed out on his shaft, and the pain she experienced made her squirm on his manhood, sending him over the precipice.
He grunted. “Oh god! Please may I cum Sir?”
The General chuckled. “Go ahead, man slave. Spew your pitiful seed in your wife’s little cunt.” Scott had a bizarre instant to feel grateful to the General as his cock twitched inside his wife’s warm, wet slit. He felt his seed erupt, exploding like a bomb as his jism spurted in wave after wave, filling up Amy’s young pussy like it never had before. Amy’s moan matched his grunts as he rode out his intense climax, his cock spewing so much hot seed up into her cunt that the excess flowed outward, congealing on their joined pubic muffs.
General Khari pulled out of Amy’s ass with a sigh, walking around to present his shaft in front of Amy’s face.
“You may now clean off my shaft, bitch. Consider it an honor.”
Stifling a look of disgust, Amy smothered the huge, black knob with her mouth. Her cheeks rippled as she slurped loudly, trying to clean him off as quickly as possible. Scott looked up at this degrading display feeling like a total wretch. He could do nothing but watch his wife suck off the same cock that had just raped her virgin ass.
Finally, when the General was satisfied, he pulled his manhood out of Amy’s mouth. Long strings of cum dangled from Amy’s pretty lips, and his cock glistened with an ample coating of the blonde girl’s saliva. He turned and shouted to all of the young couples, who were all still fucking desperately.
“Now listen up, American sex slaves. Your Master has good news. You may now cum! Go ahead, man slaves. Cum inside those pussies!” The General strode up and down the line, watching as each couple did as he commanded.
Scott sighed as Amy flopped forward, resting her head on his chest. Her tears wetted his pectoral muscles as she shuddered.
“I hope the worst is over,” she whispered. Scott wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tight.
“I hope so too, sweetie. We’ll get through this together.”
Scott tried to blot out the other terrible sounds on the deck of the ship. He risked a peek over at Jennifer. The teenage girl was writhing on Mark’s shaft, her firm breasts aching with lust judging by the pert nipples that stood out, fully erect. Her pussy greedily slurped up the man’s shaft as she fucked on his lap. There was a trace of cum trickling down Mark’s shaft just underneath the snug seal of Jennifer’s slit.
Jennifer had descended into a fog of pleasure. She cooed now, arousal turning her young feminine body into something primal. Scott could hardly believe that THIS was his normally shy sister-in-law.
“Oooohh, please fuck me Sir. Cum inside my pussy! Fill me up with your hot, nasty seed! Ohhh yes. Fuck!” Jen squealed.
Mark’s hands couldn’t resist. They reached up to squeeze Jennifer’s breasts hard as the moment of ejaculation ripped through him like a thrusting sword. He felt his cum bubbling up from his heavy testicles, and then the eruption spewed. Cum blasted from the tip of his cock, his entire body wracked with shudders as he spent himself deep inside her teenage fuck-hole.
‘OH god,’ Scott thought. ‘What if Jennifer gets pregnant?’ Amy and Scott were ready to have kids, but poor Jennifer…. Of course in the middle of all this, that was a minor problem compared to what might happen… Scott just felt sorrowful knowing that Jennifer’s future might never be the same. ‘If we survive this at all,’ he reminded himself.
It seemed like forever until Mark stopped twitching underneath Jennifer, his cock’s spasms sending a torrent of seed to despoil her teenage cunt. Jennifer half-sighed, half-groaned when his cock slipped free of her soft folds. A cream-pie of cum glistened in her exposed sex as she looked down at her messy crotch, finally recovering her senses, realizing the enormity of what had just happened. Jennifer slid off of Mark’s lap. Cum trickled down her thighs. She looked over at Amy and Scott and there was this look of total shame.
Guilt weighted down her soul.
The General was walking up and down the deck now, watching as several more males grunted loudly, their bodies writhing as they came. Several sexy girls moaned as they felt their pussies filled irreversibly, wondering just like Scott had wondered — whether this would indeed make them pregnant. There were a few late stragglers, men of less virility who had a little more difficulty spewing their seed on command. But finally each beautiful young woman had their sex sticky and dripping with hot male jism.
The young couples huddled together on the deck in the aftermath, uncertain of what this sadistic madman might make them do next. Slowly the General swaggered back and forth, his naked and muscular bulk sticking out like a sore thumb with his darkened complexion.
“Well done, sex slaves. I hope you enjoyed yourselves.” He paused, surveying the panting young women and men. “Now you’ll be divided into groups. A few very lucky girls and maybe even a few handsome studs will be taken to my personal quarters. The rest will be divided among my men. They will get a chance to play with you for the remainder of the afternoon. Obey them completely. I’ve given them complete discretion on discipline…including the ultimate punishment.”
The General’s eyes gleamed sadistically as he finished his little speech. Then he walked over to Jennifer, who cringed back as he approached.
“What is your name, little cunt?”
“J-Jennifer.”
“Slave Jennifer,” he corrected.
“Y-yes Sir. I am your slave,” Jen said meekly.
“Is this your boyfriend?” the General asked kindly, as if he wasn’t a complete monster raping an entire ship-load of tourists.
“No Sir. I just met him.”
The General rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “Did anyone else come with you?” Jennifer hesitated. Finally the truth won out.
“I came with my big sister and her husband.” Jennifer looked over at Amy and Scott. Scott didn’t have a good feeling about this.
The General smiled, a flash of impossibly white teeth. “Very good. You will join me in my quarters.” General Khari turned to Amy and Scott. “As will you two.”
Before Scott or Amy could even protest they were dragged below deck with Jennifer. Soon they were thrust into a luxurious room. This must have been the captain’s quarters, judging from the plush carpeting, a gigantic bed bigger than a king-sized mattress, and two wide sofas.
The General whispered something to Imari, who left and returned with two strapping bodyguards.
The bigger bodyguard stood by the General. “I’d like you to meet Nuru.” And then the General motioned toward the smaller guard. “And this is my other assistant, Kutendo.” His smile returned, but it wasn’t reassuring.
“Now I have chosen you because I enjoy women AND men. Both are capable of exquisite beauty and I like to own beautiful things.” He shrugged. “Grant you, I can be very rough with my toys.” He smiled again, that cold, cold smile. “Now you have been chosen to be part of my special harem, so consider yourself fortunate.”
Harem? What?! Scott tried to process this. His heart stopped. Amy squeezed his hand gently, her fear flowing through their joined fingers.
“W-what? What do you mean?” Scott stammered. But before he knew what was even going on, the two bodyguards had wrestled him over to the bed and strapped him down face-up. He struggled to no avail as they tied his wrists and bound his ankles apart. They did the same to Amy on his right and Jennifer on his left. The bed was so enormous that all three of the naked captives could be tied down spread-eagled with ample room.
“Now, first I like to adorn my objects. To make them even more beautiful,” the General murmured. He motioned to Rutendo, who produced a bottle of sterilizing solution and a needle. Nuru brought out three pairs of nipple bars, glinting with a silvery twinkle in the sunlight.
“What…what are you doing!?” Scott sputtered.
“I think you’ll also look much nicer with nipple rings even though you’re a male. And don’t worry, slave girls. We have another piercing for each of your sexy little clits!”
What followed was pure torture as the two bodyguards, apparently used to this procedure, pierced each of the naked captive’s nipples. Tears flowed down Amy’s cheeks as Rutendo affixed the bars, adorning her large breasts. Jennifer writhed and cried out as Nuru finished sliding in the bars into her pink nipples, securing them in place.
Scott couldn’t believe it as a pair of bars was even inserted into his nipples, making him feel completely degraded. He closed his eyes, yearning for this all to be over.
“There, now. You three look so sexy together,” the General beamed. “We can do the clit piercings later, yes ladies?” He chuckled as he approached Jennifer.
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