Message-ID: <43292asstr$1057745406@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: PirateSummer@hotmail.com (Summer Pirate) X-Original-Message-ID: Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 8 Jul 2003 10:09:07 GMT X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 8 Jul 2003 03:09:07 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} {Pirate} (RP) "Ship" (M+/F nc dark) {Nosferaxyz} Date: Wed, 9 Jul 2003 06:10:06 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw This story was reposted to ASSM for the "Summer 2003 Pirate Challenge". Though the post is ending with "-to be continued-" no further part of the story was found thru Google. The original headers were: From: nosferaxyz@aol.com (Nosferaxyz) Subject: STORY Ship M+/F nc Date: 1997/05/07 Message-ID: <19970507082001.EAA22523@ladder01.news.aol.com>#1/1 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories "Ship" by Nosferaxyz In the darkness below the deck she lay in a pile of straw between the rough wooden crates. She had been the only woman on board the ship when the pirates took it over, and they had placed her here while their captain decided what to do with her. Just 19 years old this spring, she knew instinctively that whatever fate was to befall her would not be an easy one, but her virgin mind lacked the knowledge of the world and of the dark hearts of men to have any real idea what capture by pirates meant for a beautiful young girl. Her heart was beating so hard, she didn't want to seem afraid. She tried to tell herself that if she appeared to be in control of her fear that she would be respected by these rough men, but it was useless. She was almost sure the men could hear her little heart beating even through the walls of the ship, and the sound of her gasping breath as she tried to breathe calmly, slowly. Suddeny the trap door above her openned and the bright sunshine flooded her eyes, momentarily blinding them. she could make out a large silluette of a man reaching towards her then roughly grabbing her by the arm and pulled her up into the light. She was trying to keep her head down, since her eyes were still adjusted to the darkness below the dec, and also so the men would not see her fear, her shame. She could tell though, that the more she tried to hide it the more it showed in the way she walked, all stiffly and yet yielding as she was dragged along toward the main mast at the center of the deck. suddenly she was shoved wit her back up against the mast, gasping as a blindfold was slid ove rher eyes and her arms were pulled back almost painfully and tied firmly wrist to wrist wrapped around the mast behind her. "Thought I'd have a good look at you before I decide whether to keep you for myself or hand you over to my men" said the captain as he ran his hands over her quivering body, testing the firmness of her ample breasts, and the resistance of her posture as he pulled up her frilly dress and placed his hand on her pubic mound. She was too petrified to move, but when she felt his middle finger sliding into her dry cravice she let a muffled squeal slip between the lips she was biting and drew her legs tight together, trying to deny him access to that most private part. The captain drew a knife from his side and began to cut her dress from the neck down, so that soon it fell completely away and landed in a useless heap at her feet. She wore no underwear at all, and the men gathered silently around her marvelled at her nearly flawless white skin and the perfect curvature of her form. Sandra's bare feet fidgeted on the hot wooden deck as she felt the eyes of the men boring into her flesh, violating her body each one with their eyes. The men had seen their captain at work before and knew better than to speak or disrupt whil he was busy raping a captive. Sandra was trying to bend over further to prevent her now slowly swelling vagina from being seen by all, crossing one leg over the other to give her some illusion of privacy, but the captain firmly reached down and grabbed hold of her ankle, pulling it aside and slipping it into a ready made slip knot that was fastenned down to the deck. then he grabbed th other, pulling her legs apart for all to see her sparse auburn pubic hair and her pink, now slightly swollen virgin slit. When this was done he went around behind her and untied her arms, only to raise them above her and tie them again behind the mast, then removed her blindfold and drew back to admire his pretty young slave. "Used to being treated a little better than this, eh?" he asked with an almost concerned, serious tone. "It'll be up to you to give good treatment now, if you want to live" -to be continued -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+