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Another story by Pagan.
With
respect to Templeton.
The Perils of Pauline Temple
The rose tinted designer sunglasses slipped down the
cute little button nose; Miss Pauline Temple stretched her long superbly shaped
limbs, first one long leg then the other, wiggling her toes as she did; then
she slid her hands up her body, brushing the long hard rose coloured nipples
before sliding around her neck and ramming her manicured finger ends in to her
long think blond hair.
Her back arched off the sun-lounger, her full round
breasts pointed up towards the cloudless
Pauline’s crystal clear blue eyes peered over the
slipped glasses at her perfect body, the only clothes a small G-string bikini
bottom, she smiled as she thought it was no bigger than an gold eye patch, but
so far out from the beach, no one could see her. She lifted her long legs and
swivelled her arse around, a little push from her left arm and she stood, a
light breeze swirled her hair around her face making her bring both hands up
and push the blond mane back, her breasts jutted big and round towards the
shore line.
“Don’t see no silicone there pa” the tall muscle
bound half wit giggled from behind a pair of high powered binoculars, his right
elbow flicked out nudging the fat, ugly, balding 50 year old man beside him.
A low gravelled voice grunted, “Sure would like to
massage them beauties, tell you now if I got my hands on them, I’d squeeze
them, work on them, tie them real tight until they were double that size, now
wouldn’t that be something else? She’s been walking around, showin everything
she got since Wednesday, I think they got engine trouble but I bet she ain’t, don’t look nothin wrong with her motor.”
Pauline was oblivious to the two perverted admires
taking in her every movement, she cocked her head as she heard the dingy motor
start, she lent over the rail, her large breasts swung as her firm round pert
arse gave the two men something else to dribble over, “What’s going on?”
Mike Stoll looked up from the dingy, “Can’t stay
around here any longer, first I got to get this hand sorted besides you say you
got to see Sidney so I take it we got to make Oz, or, anyway I’m going to find
some one who will help crew this thing, we can always fly him back if he don’t
get passage, see you later.”
She waved down at him, “Don’t wear yourself out,
that’s my job,” she shook her shoulders making her breasts sway, he smiled and
blew her a kiss then waved as he turned the throttle on the little outboard and
spun the dingy away from the boat.
“She’s waving at him, god don’t them tits swing, I
could suck on them for days.”
“He’s comin ashore, reckon he’s after someone to fix
his big fancy boat of his, stop staring at her tits and keep an eye on him.”
The fat slob pushed himself off the bench and turned
back in to the bar, his face smiled, his mouth open to show what was left of
his teeth black and rotting from to much home made rum, he stuffed his hand in
his pocket.
The bar man had seen him come in, he didn’t like the
loathsome troublemaker, him and his son picking fights, police had already
warned him if he didn’t keep the place under control they would shut it down.
He stood there waiting for the man to speak, a wad of
bills came from his pocket, the bar man had always wondered where they got
their money from, what ever it was it wasn’t legal.
“There will be a blond haired fancy beach boy comin
in here soon, he’ll want help for his boat, if me and my boy get the job you
get this,” he waved the cash in front of the barman’s face, “Understand?”
As the barman felt sick from the stale cigar smell of
his breath but he nodded, he thought this could be a way of getting rid of this
pair and the money would make up for trade that had stayed away because of them
besides, who gives a shit about another fancy rich blond daddies boy anyway, he
nodded.
Both men lent against the small wall that surrounded
the bar, their binoculars trained on the boat. Pauline had some music on, she
swayed around the deck, in her hand a fruit cocktail, the ice clinked against
the glass as she bumped and ground her hips to the music.
“Look at that slut move, I tell you son she a
natural, showing her tits and ass off like that everyday, I’d bang her sweet
cunt raw if a managed to get hold of her.”
“Sure Pa, like to smell her cunt, what you reckon her
cunt tastes like, all hot and juicy, eh
The scruffy man laughed, “Reckon a slut like that
would be dripping the second she saw my cock-----“
“Excuse me gentlemen, I’m told your looking for a bit
of work and your good with boats,” the old man slowly turned and looked at the
fresh faced young man, “I’m good with a lot of things what you have in mind?”
“Well, my name is Mike Stoll and I’m the captain,
I’ve broken my hand and me and my partner have to leave for Sidney so we need a
crew, what do you think?”
The old man winked at his son, “That catamaran
yours?”
Mike smiled, “Well kind of, my partners
rich uncle said she could use it, so we are just going anywhere we please but
she did say she had to stop off in
“Oh so the blond bit with the thatch and the big tits
goes with the captain of the boat does she?”
“It’s the Blue Star and we are going to
“Twenty dollars a day plus fags and
booze.”
“Sorry no smoking or drinking allowed.”
“Then no deal, go find some one else if you can.”
Mike knew he was right, “Okay but you buy the fags
and drink and only on deck.”
The fat man grinned, “You got a deal, we will be over
in two hours and we set sail tonight.”
Mike slowly climbed back on board, “Pauline, Pauline,
where are you I’ve got news,” he moved to the stairs and went down, a cold
salad with wine sat on the table, he moved towards there sleeping quarters,
opening the door he peered in.
On the bed stretched out, lay Pauline, her naked
tanned body glistened in sweet smelling lotion, her huge breasts rose and fell
to her deep breaths, his eyes travelled down to her slim waist and on to her
shaven cunt lips now wet with anticipation.
Her blond hair tussled over the pillow, her eyes
closed, her full pouting mouth parted allowing her pink pointed tongue to run
over her cherry red lips, “Hello big boy, see anything you like?”
Even with a broken hand Mike soon had his clothes off
and was between her open, spread thighs, his mouth clamped over the throbbing
hot cunt, his tongue tickling franticly on the hard clit, working on her,
making her writhe on the bed pushing her hips up to accommodate his greedy
mouth.
Soon his eight-inch cock was ramming in to Pauline as
she bucked and squealed on the bed. She had been playing with herself, waiting
for him, she was horny and she was wet. She enjoyed fucking, she always had
since she orgasmed on her first time, spurting her juice everywhere now she
loved to cum, in the past rich men had soon paid a small fortune to be seen
with her, money was her god.
Mike shot a load up in to her and rolled off, Pauline
was soon down by his hips, her long slender fingers stroking the wet, very
slippery cock, “So what’s the news?”
Mike swallowed, it was hard to talk while Pauline
handled his cock, “Well er, yes we have a crew, father and son, from, oh, er
yes
She was kissing his cock, forcing it to stir, “So
aren’t you going to be fucking me on deck now, have I got to wait until you
condescend to come or is it cum down here?”
“Oh god, er look their a bit rough but its been to
long, I must get this hand sorted, meeting you was a wonderful thing and then,
aahhh, don’t nibble, and then this trip and you, you are an incredible girl but
you want to get to Sidney, so we,ee,eaahh have to oh,
yes, get your arse on top.”
Pauline was soon bouncing up and down his hard shaft,
she squealed her delight as she came again and again, the inside of her thighs
ran with her juice. Mike tried to hold on but gave up as another load pumped
out the end in to what she called her cock cage.
He went to get up but she held him, “Come just one
more, I need you to fuck me again,” but he pulled away, “Look they will be here
in an hour so lets get ready, the quicker we go the
better.”
The little wooden dingy banged in to the side of the
posh hull, Mike grabbed the rope and tied off, five cases of beer were thrown
on the deck, then a bag, cigarettes and cigars tumbled out then another bag
only this one the old man held firmly on to, Mike went to take it but it was
snatched back. The old man looked at him then his eyes fell on Pauline, she
looked fantastic, a bikini bra just covered her large breasts and you could see
the skimpy bottom part through the chiffon skirt, her blue eyes covered by
those rose coloured glass’s, he put his hand out, “My are you a sight for sore
eyes,” she didn’t touch him, Mike moved to take the bag, “Oh no captain, these
are a few thing that people who now what can happen on these type of trips need
to keep with them, there a kind of insurance as we like to call it.”
Pauline grabbed at Mike, “A word
please,” Mike looked at her, “In private Mike, in private.”
She dragged him below, “Look Mike I don’t like the
look of them, get rid of them now before well you know.”
Mike shook his head, “No I don’t know, look they are
a bit rough but that’s all we got, look if it will make you feel any better we
will try it for a couple of days, if it don’t work out then we come back and
pay them off, okay?”
Pauline reluctantly nodded but what they didn’t know
was that their unwelcome guest had over heard all their conversation.
Mike went back up top as Pauline mused around her
cabin, making the big ornate double bed that sat in the middle of their
stateroom. She sat for a while checking her nails, brushing her hair before
venturing back on deck.
As she stepped on deck the first word from her full
pouting mouth was, “Shit,” the two new crew were sat watching Mike as he pulled
on ropes, they were drinking, the old one had a cigar in his hand, they turned
and looked at her, wide grins creased their faces as they drank in the
beautiful sight of her tanned body.
Pauline stormed towards them, “Hey you two there’s
work to be done, we don’t pay you to sit around drinking and sunbathing,” the
old man just stared at her, chewing on his cigar he grunted, “What kind of work
did you have in mind honey?”
Pauline snapped back, “How about getting off your
drunken ass and getting supper ready,” she turned and stormed off, muttering,
“Knew we shouldn’t have set sail with those rats.”
The two men admired the swaying ass as it move
towards the stairs, the old man giggled, “I’m getting
hungry for something myself, something mighty tasty at that.”
In the galley there was only one big table, Pauline
and Mike sat at one end, the other two at the other. Pauline looked fabulous in
a light top tied just under her well-filled bra and short wrap around skirt,
she talked sweet talk to Mike trying to ignore the beach trash and the other
end.
The son druelled over the sight, father knew it and
whispered, “Look at her trying to turn you on, showing off them big titties of
hers,” he turned to Pauline, “Hey booby, showing your nips off, they look good
so how about you hike your skirt up and show us your tasty fun slot?”
Pauline swung on him, “Keep your filthy talk out of
it, you disgust me.”
The old man laughed, “Oh come on booby how about a
hand job or maybe a bottle fuck up your wet horny cunt?”
In fury Pauline turned and went down the stairs, Mike
tried to stop her with a, “Honey wait,” the old man carried on laughing, “Ya
big tits, hang around, something big might come up, and I reckon I know just
where to put it.”
Mike rushed after her but didn’t catch up until the
stateroom, she stared at him, “I told you they were bad news now I want them
off.”
Mike cuddled her, “Yes your right, tomorrow we will
shift them off tomorrow, we----,” he stopped as he felt her hand squeeze his
cock, she lay back on the bed, he knelt after her, with in seconds his zip was
down and his eight inch cock was sliding back and forth between her rich pink
lips.
For the next hour they went at each other, she
orgasmed two, three times to his once, she squealed as his cock continued to
pump in to her tight pink slit, when he stopped her hands fondled him until he
could take her again.
She had just cum for the seventh time when their love
making was shattered by banging on the door, it was him, the old man yelled,
“Keep the fucking noise down we are trying to sleep,” the sudden memory of them
being on the boat cooled them and they stopped. In fury she cursed them but
Mike promised they were just ignorant sailors with silly macho talk and he
would get rid of them in the morning, she kissed him before cuddling in to a deep
sleep.
In the morning her and Mike were trying to set sail,
pulling as hard on the ropes anything to get on the move, father and son just
watched, sniggering at the efforts. As she pulled down on the rope the bottom
of her breasts were clearly visible, the old man wet his lips and called up,
“Fancy a shag, you sure did last night you were squealing like a pig with its
throat cut or maybe you fancy a big cock between them big booby’s of yours?”
The son joined in, “Ya lets have them booby’s out for an airing.”
Pauline put her hands to her face,
“Gets some work done, is that all you think about, well with me forget it and
get to work.”
Father never moved, “You come over here and sit that
wet juicy cunt down on something big and I’ll show you what getting done is all
about.”
Mike snapped, “Now cut it out, I want you off this
boat you bag of useless garbage, I’ll,” but before he could finish the sentence
a beer bottle smashed in to his broken hand, he screamed in pain.
Pauline screamed, “Mike,” and rushed forward straight
in to a hard right hook to her stomach, as the words, “Going somewhere big
tits,” filled her ears, she double in pain.
She writhed on the floor fighting for breath when she
heard, “Tie big tits real tight, I’ve got plans for her, we’re gona have some real fun with what she’s got, she’s gona be all ours as soon as beach boy’s out the way.”
Her arms were dragged behind her, ropes wound around
and around her wrists then in between fastening her tight, she squealed cursing
them, screaming, “Take your hands off me you sons of bitches,” he words
straggled in her throat as rope bit in to her neck and an evil voice growled,
“Were we come from our bitch’s wear collars,” she was dragged to her feet.
With all her strength she was no match for the son as
he tossed her in to the front rigging, she sprawled between the two hulls
unable to get her balance, he grinned down and the writhing blond beauty now
bouncing on the rigging.
He spat at her, “You stay there bitch I’m gona check
your boyfriend out,” she watched helplessly as he turned to the other two
sprawling bodies. Mike didn’t see him coming, already handicapped by his hand
the sudden smack on the head from behind sent him sprawling to the floor and
swift kick in the ribs kept him there.
The father looked at him chocking on the deck,
“Garbage are we right, tie him and lock him in the garbage hold, that will keep
him quiet while we attend to business,” his son looked at him and chuckled,
“Aye, aye captain,” roars of laughter shattered the silent sea.
The lid of the garbage hatch clanged shut, from
inside Mike heard the sons evil voice, “You stay right there pretty boy, it
will keep you out of the way while we spend hours shagging your big titted whore,” then footsteps faded away leaving him in darkness.
As the boy reached his father he was just in time to
see him with the rope in his hand pulling hard, on the other end was a
struggling Pauline fighting to stay upright on the rigging, she was screaming
at him as he pulled her forward, “You keep away from me, your going to be in
big trouble.”
The old man jerked her towards him, “Frisky piece of
ass ain’t ya, will we are going to give you something to be frisky about,” he
hauled her to the side of the deck, “Come on miss Temple lets go down stairs,
for your throats sake I’d do as your told,” he pulled her on to the deck.
She was dragged down the stairs, her bra just holding
her large breasts secure, her skirt gone the little G-string the only thing
covering her from their lecheries stares. She stood in the middle of the
galley; the neck rope looped and fastened to the ceiling rail, she stood on
tiptoes, the only way to stop straggling herself. Not three meters away the
father sat in front of her picking filth from his nails with the tip of a knife,
the son sat at her side running the blade of his knife over the delicate skin
of her tanned naked thigh.
Pushing the knife between his teeth he licked off the
muck, then he turned his gaze to Pauline, “
As Pauline boiled in fury, the son giggled, “I can
sniff her pa, all hot and juicy, her cunt smells like you said it would, can I
cut her pa, ah can I cut her?”
“No son, lets teach her the meaning of, in our
hands,” her fury boiled over, “You’ll never get away with this, your pirates
they will hunt you down, you’ll go to prison.”
Father giggled, “Pirates, psychopaths, we are all the
same, nasty pieces of work, not like you honey pot a little cockteaser, cut her
bra off son.”
One flick of the knife and her huge breasts sprang
free, another slice and the G-string flipped to the floor, the son screamed
like a lunatic, “Sniff, sniff, smell the cunt juice pa, she’s shaven, she’s a
dirty whore, she’s a----oommmppphhh.”
Pauline brought her right leg up hard between his
legs, he double back, she screamed back at him, “Go fuck yourself jerk.”
Still she was in no position to fight, she almost
chocked as he stood, his eyes said he was hell bent on hurting her until father
stepped in, “Cool down boy soon it will be our turn, our turn to teach her some
manners.”
The boy bent, grabbing his belt out of the loops as
he did, his thick arm easily gripped Pauline’s legs pinning them together as he
looped the belt around her thighs twice before buckling it off tight, father
stood in front of her, “As I said, I’m captain now and what I say goes and I nominate
you, miss Temple ship sex slave, we’re gona find a job for them big round
titties and that wet slippery cunt.”
Pauline’s temper new no bounds, “Go stick your cocks
up each others arses you drunken scum,” the father grabbed a small apple,
“Don’t you go insulting us, its time booby here got put in her place.”
He grabbed her nipple and squeezed, Pauline opened
her mouth to scream, the apple slammed in to her mouth, the boy immediately
wrapped cloth around her head keeping the apple firmly in place, “And your
place is on your back.”
The boy giggled down her ear, “And your gona stay
gagged until you learn some respect, and when we take it off you say yes senor,
no senor, please senor,” he licked her ear, “And fuck me senor.”
He giggled at his father, “You smell her juice pa, you smell her cunt juice?”
Father was staring Pauline in the face, “Ya she’s a
cockteaser all right, but from now on she a cock minder, I’m captain, so I just
promoted her,” his foul breath invaded her nose, “So you better listen big tits
from now on when my son wants to sniff your cunt you spread your legs and show
it to him, and if he says fuck me or suck my cock or lick my ass hole out, you
do it and you do it with a sexy look on your pretty face.”
With an evil
grin he unbuckled his trousers and let them fall, Pauline looked down, one of
the fattest, longest filthiest cocks reared up at her, she felt sick, he
grinned as he could see the look in her face, “And now booby you take a look at
a real cock, you been making us horny for days with your prancing around, so
now here’s what you been asking for,” she jumped as she felt the boys hand on
her ass, the old man took his knife out, as he cut the rope from the rail he
laughed, “Oh yes he’s got one just as big,” he almost sang, “And its for you,
too.”
With his stupid evil grin he took the end of the rope
and tugged her, she squealed, it was a muffled, hopeless sound as she struggled
to walk behind him; with her thighs held tight by the belt she could only
waddle, she pulled back trying to keep her balance until a hand squeezed her
arse, forcing her to shuffle quickly, both men propelling her towards the
stateroom door.
With a thunderess kick the door flew open, Pauline
saw the big ornate bed she had made not hours ago, she didn’t have time to
think as she was dragged through the door, the sweaty man, dressed in just a
filthy tee shirt gloated at it and then at her.
She heard the son behind her, “Can I sniff her pa,
bet she smells all juicy,” as his disgusting words filled her ears so did the
sound of his zip and then clothes falling to the floor, she moaned as the belt
was roughly undone, she shook her head s she felt hands on the back of her
thighs, his grin got wider, “Well booby looks like its just the three of us and
nowhere to go, you gona spend some time in here all alone with us, and that
fancy bed looks just the place, ah son?”
He handed the rope to the boy; with out warning
Pauline was jerked back and around, he fell on the bed dragging her back with
him, he grunted and squirmed over the satin sheets pulling himself back and
then Pauline.
He sat his filthy arse on the pillows before he
rested his back on the gold headboard, Pauline’s head rested on his crotch, his
filthy long cock slapped against her ear, he held her neck rope to keep her in
a helpless position as his father climbed on to the bottom of the bed.
She heard him giggle at his father, “Ah pa, she can
smell my cock, bet she gagging to suck it, bet she can’t wait to have it in her
mouth,” his father still grinned, “Bet that’s gona be some sight, uh, her
pretty lips wrapped around your cock while you fuck her face.”
He looked down, she was helpless and he knew it, his
grubby hands reached out and clamped on her knees, they looked disgusting, his
oily filthy hair covered hands on her tanned delicate skin. Pauline moaned as
she felt his strength as he pushed her legs apart.
Now with her legs wide open Pauline realized how
hopeless her situation was, she was alone in the middle of the ocean, she
couldn’t fight them, she was bound and gagged, alone with these two evil men,
they had her all to themselves, her whole body totally available to them and
they were going to rape her, not once, they had made it quiet clear, there was
going to be no way of escaping them, they were going to fuck her over and over
again, she shuddered as she watched his face descend down between her legs.
He grunted like the animal he was, “Get that smell
son, goes to your head faster than bay rum, this bitch is a hot slut, she’s all
wet and dripping,” his mouth open, Pauline closed her eyes as she felt his
bristle cover chin ram in to her crotch, he rubbed it hard between her legs
before his tongue started slaving all over her cunt, her body immediately
started to lubricate and she hated herself for it.
A last defiant, “NNNNNUUUGGG,” as he started to lick
and suck at her clit, her hair held tight the rope around her neck pulled
sharply up, she could do nothing, she lay there, her legs wide open as the men
started to enjoy her, knowing they could do what they liked to their helpless
captive.
She lay there for what seemed ages, her eyes closed,
wet tears filled the corners as she listened to the fat dirty slob make a silly
grunting, mmmm, sound as his tongue licked at her hole, giggling as he kissed
all over it, they stubble on his chin scrapping her inner thighs before he
shoved his tongue up in to her.
Suddenly she felt his teeth, biting all over her
inner thighs then her cunt lips, she daren’t move as he sank his teeth all over
her, she groaned as he nipped her clit again, then he looked up, “Bet you never
had your pussy chewed so well, eh big boobs, well I all ways like to use my
teeth.”
He reared up, “And I’ll be using them again on those
two big beauties, but for now my balls are aching, and you look like you want a
good old fashioned cunt fuck, what say I give you one?”
The boy held her tight as the man grabbed his fat
cock and rammed it at Pauline’s abuse cunt, with a almighty shove he ploughed
it up her, “Take that you dirty slut, you love it hard don’t you, you’re the
type that puts big vibes up your cunt,” and he started to ram himself in and
out of the defenceless beauties body.
His hands grabbed at her breast’s, needing them,
squeezing them, gripping hard around them forcing the nipple up as his mouth
latched on to them, biting at the tender flesh like a dog with a bone, all the
time his cock pummelled at her cunt, thumping as hard as he could in to her.
Pauline tried to turn her face away but all she did was turn and stare at the huge
cock by her face, she knew there would be no mercy and that it to would soon be
raping her cunt.
The old man grunted as his body worked like a pile
driver, banging his cock in and out, deep inside, its width and girth filled
the beauties slit but worst of all for Pauline its friction started to effect
her, she couldn’t help it she was getting wet and forcibly aroused.
The boy grabbed his cock and slapped it at her face
Pauline moaned as she turned back, “That’s it miss big tits watch my pa while
he fucks you, we gona fuck her good pa?”
The old man continued his assault, “We gona fuck her
many times tonight and then many times tomorrow and the next day and for as
long as we like, she ours to do what we like with, a sex slave is one thing
I’ve always wanted son, but one this beautiful with tits this size, Christ are
we gona fuck her.”
She could feel him hitting her harder, his face
contorted with ecstasy, “Christ I’m gona fill this bitch,” Pauline was wet she
would have cum but he hurt, she squealed, he let out a roar, “Here that son,
she’s screaming for more, she likes her cock-burgers, the wet slut,” suddenly
she felt his warm wet cum start to pump in to her, he just kept thrusting,
“Have a cunt full of dirty slobs juice booby, it’s the first of many.”
He squeezed her tits hard making her moan, he looked
at the boy, “Your turn son, don’t kill her, the only way this bitch is gona die is by us fucking her to death so remember we don’t
want to spoil our fun, do we?”
Her head feel back as the boy moved, “No, I won’t
kill her, not till you tell me to pa.” He was much rougher, he knelt between
her legs and kneed her thighs wide again, his hands grabbed her around her
buttocks, pulling her up his thighs so he could bury his cock deep in to her,
holding her arse tight he humped her on to him.
Pauline was banged hard up and down, her breath
grunting through the gag as he hammered in to her, the old man sniggered as he
watched his half-wit son raping the helpless beauty, “Go on son, bang her hard,
sluts like her like it hard, if it ain’t hard they don’t feel it, she will be
feeling it a lot now.”
He looked at the pained face being thrown about,
Pauline’s breasts swayed and bounced, “Hey booby you got what you wanted with
your boob show, bet you didn’t expect audience participation though, did you?”
Her whole body shook as the son banged in and out of
her, the old man stared down at her, “Enjoying your fucking cock-tease, I hope
so cause your gona get fucked for days, we’re both gona fuck that cunt of yours
raw then we will start on some-where else,” he let a huge dollop of spit fall
from his mouth, it splat on to the edge of the apple trapped in Pauline’s
mouth, she could do nothing as it slid around in to her mouth.
“How’s it going son, you enjoying fuckin our sex
slave’s hot cunt?”
Pauline squealed as the fingers gripping her cheeks
squeezed tight, “I’m hurtin her pa,” the old man laughed, “You keep banging her
son, makes them big tits of her shake around like a pair of huge round
jellyfish, I tell you now son, she’s been showin them off for days so we’re
gona have a lot of fun playin with them later.”
His words made Pauline shudder, “Ya pa were gona play
with this bitch a lot, can I do what I like to her?”
The answer struck fear in to her, “This bitch is all
ours, son, we can do what we like with her, we will fuck her until we’ve had
enough then you can play with her and if she don’t want to fuck and play no
more then we’ll feed her to the sharks.”
The son shot
his load up in to her, he groped her tits as he emptied himself then he slid
off, Pauline drew her leg up and moved to cross it, the father slapped it back,
“Open, you keep your legs open, get used to this position, on your back, legs
open and getting fucked, like you are going to be again.”
She saw he was hard again, he slammed in to her,
fucking her just as hard but for longer, then the son got on top; they changed
positions for hours, fucking her continually long in to the night.
As the night wore on the father got slower, laughing
at her as he worked on her cunt, his fingers tickling her forced her to cum,
“You like that better booby, a slow fuck relaxing right up your blond cunt,
holding it in there, makes you cum does it?”
He came as he said, “We own you bitch we can do what
we like to you when we like, and we like fucking you,” she groaned as he got
off, the son stood there, his cock rigid in his hand, “And I like fucking you
right now.”
She couldn’t help it, they had forced her to cum so
many times, she was exhausted, she dropped in to a
comatosed sleep.
Pauline woke, her mouth dry and sore from being
jammed open for so long, her arms ached, she blinked, the room was so bright as
the sun was streaming through the porthole, the room stank of sweat and beer.
She couldn’t move, the father lay on top of her, he
was asleep his head between her breasts his cock still buried up her, her brain
raced for answer’s, how was she going to escape?
An hour later she sat on the end of the galley bench,
her hands still bound behind her but the gag off, they had demands silence and
she had agreed. She had been showered and cleaned, they had abused her in every
way with their hands but she was still alive.
On the other end of the bench sat the old man, a
leash in his hand the other end attached to a collar around Pauline’s neck, the
son sat on the floor, a beer bottle clutched in both men’s hands.
The old man admired the naked beauty in front of him,
“You’re a hot bitch booby, I never saw tits like yours, not in the flesh anyway
and what a cunt too. A man only has to look at it and it starts dripping like a
mop and its still got a good tight squeeze on it and I
feel a fuck comin on.”
Pauline groan, her mind screamed, god not again, the
boy laughed, “Yeah the whores asking for it again, can’t you see it.”
The father pulled on the rope, “Give the whore a
beer, lets see if it gets her wet.”
The boy lifted his bottle towards Pauline, “You old
stud pa, you just can’t get enough of her cunt can you?”
He tugged hard on the rope, “But first we are gona
punish this cock-tease right were it hurts, up her cunt”
His other hand went to the side of the bench, he
grabbed the holdall he had so carefully guarded when he came aboard, with one
movement he emptied it on the floor, Pauline screamed as an assortment of vile
sex toys and bondage equipment tumbled out, “This is just to let you know that
I can hurt you at anytime I like, I can bung up you’re your fuck holes for
hours, and see this?” he waved a long fat cock gag at her, “See this it fits in
that smart mouth of yours, the slots in the base are were your teeth fit and
you won’t get it out with out help.”
Pauline’s anger made her snap, “Go stick it up your
ass.”
He dragged her close to him, “Respect little lady,
that what you got to learn, disrespect me and you could lose both tits, your
just a fuck toy that gona get shagged to death unless you behave like a good
sex slave.”
Both men took it in turn to parade their bound prize
back to the cabin and fuck her again before going on deck. The old man sat on
the cosy chair, Pauline stood beside him, her arms cuffed in front of her, her
legs parted making it easy for him to run his hand up and down her inner-thighs
and finger her cunt, in his other hand he held a book.
“Seems your beach boy wrote it all down in his diary,
got a lot to say about you, get an earful of this you wet cunt. Made love six
times today, Pauline came at least twelve times, orgasms one after the other,
never seen anything like it, can’t keep up with her,” he looked up at her, “Bit
of a goer are you, I bet you suck his cock till he cums in your mouth, swallow
it do you, come on tell me the truth.”
Pauline knew he wanted an answer but all of a sudden
the boy came around the wheel house, a thin length of cord in his hand, he
yanked on it a straggled cry came from behind as Mike staggered around, his
hands still tied behind him but his balls were tightly bound by the other end
of the cord, Pauline gasped as she saw how black and blood filled his sack was,
the boy grinned, “Hay pa take a look at big shot captain now, cryin like a
baby.”
The old man laughed as Mike dropped to his knees,
“Okay booby time to show lover boy what a sluts mouth can down to a mans cock
then your gona fuck me, or should I be polite in front of the captain, make
love to me, but its all the same what ever you call it your gona show him what
a hot slut you are.”
Pauline squealed, “No, no I can’t,” but he just
carried on, “And there’s rules, refuse to do me and my boy will slit his
throat, do a bad job and my boy will cut his bollocks off.”
Pauline’s anger rose again, “No way am I gona fuck
you, do what you usually do, tie me to a bed and rape me but there’s no way I’m
gona fuck you, get this straight you slob I’d rather fuck a hog.”
The old man laughed, “Oh don’t you worry big tits
there will be lots of times you’ll be tied to a bed being shagged but for now
I’d save fancy boys bollocks if I were you.”
She snapped back, “Go to hell you pair of shits.”
“Tut, tut such
language in front of the captain, on your knees slut,” she stood glaring at
him, he nodded to the boy, a sharp knife started to slice at Mikes throat, the
sight of a trickle of blood shook her, she knelt.
“Please no, don’t do it,” she took a deep breath,
“I’ll do what ever you want.”
He smiled, “Then you know what I want.”
She put her face close to his cock, “Senor please let
me kiss you.”
He grinned, “Kiss what, slut?”
“Y, your balls senor, your balls please.”
He laughed, “Permission granted slave.”
Pauline started to kiss all over his balls, licking
every where, kissing the length of his cock, watching it as it stirred, he
looked at Mike, “See your partner beach boy, she’ll open her legs for anyone,
we had a great night on the bed, the three of us, me and the boy just fucking
her all night and in the morning the slut still wanted more and we made sure
she got it.”
Mike struggled, “Leave her alone you bast----aaahhh,”
the rope around his balls pulled tight, the boy grinned, “Shut it beach boy,
watch your whore do what she does best, fuck.”
The old man grabbed Pauline’s hair, “Right open your
legs wide and climb up on top of me, show your partner what a hot rider you
are, arch your back and stick your big tits out.”
Mike whimpered, “No, no Pauline don’t.”
But the humiliation continued, “Not like that, put
your feet either side of he chair and get your slut cunt wide open, now squat
on my cock, come on get it up your cunt.”
Pauline groaned a, “Sorry Mike,” as she slid down the
hard cock, the old man giggled at him, “Oh she likes that, she don’t mind who
she shags and she will cum, she always does, she just loves being fucked.”
Much to her disgust with in a short time Pauline
came, the force of her cuming forced the man to fill her, he slapped her, “Shit
slave, you’re supposed to make it last for your master, that’s what your cunts
for. Throw him back down the trash hole, lets get her
back downstairs, I want food then we will teach her a few lessons about
cuming.”
Half an hour later the two men sat playing a few
hands of card, the long rope was attached to one of the chairs the other end
bound tightly to Pauline’s slender neck, she worked naked, making a thick soup
with big chunks of bread, all she could do with her hands still cuffed in
front, she hurried as a gruff voice yelled, “What’s takin you so long slut, you
still fingering your cunt, can’t wait for us to finger it for you is that it,
tell the truth?”
She put the food on a tray and hurried in, “No senor
sir,” he laughed, his hand stroked over her naked buttocks, “You must be
running low on orgasms, we should change that, lets go to you cabin, I feel you
should dress for dinner.”
He took her to her cabin and looked in her closet,
picking a pretty dress, very revealing then a pair of high-heeled sandals,
“Here put these on, it ain’t lady like to sit at a table showing your tits and
cunt to everybody.”
As ordered she dressed quickly, he grabbed her arm
and dragged her back to the kitchen, “Ya now you look like a real whore, high
heels and no knickers, get in there,” he threw towards the galley table.
“Okay give us some entertainment before dinner, lets
have a little dance,” humiliated beyond belief Pauline started to sway her
body, her mind screamed at her, she was dancing for her rapists, but what else
could she do.
The old man shouted at her, “Move around, you know,
hold your hair back behind your head, swing those tits around, come on swing
them left, swing them right, try and wobble them out of that dress, remember
the hornier you makes us the better shag we will give you later.”
She tried to do as ordered, one of her breast’s
showed, he cheered, “My am I gona shag you in that dress, class dress like that
is just made to be fucked in, now get up on the table.”
With help from his hand thrust up between her legs
Pauline got on the table, she waited, he looked at her, “Now open your legs,
stretch your sex lips, crouch down feet well apart, lets
see your cunt gasping for it, hands behind your head.”
She held the pose as he went to the pile of sex toys,
he turned, a glass in one hand a long thick vibrator in the other, “Fuck
yourself with this, we ain’t got no tele so we need something to watch,” he put
the glass under her, “Your partner says you cum real good, well you aint
getting of this table until this glass is full of cum juice, your cum juice,
get fuckin.”
Unable to do anything else she forced the rubber cock
up herself and started, the boy sat behind her, she felt sick as she heard him
say, “I can smell her pa, her cunt juice, she’s hot and she’s cumin.”
The old man looked at her, “Come on whore, keep going
if you want to save you pretty boys balls, fuck yourself, you ain’t shy, you don’t mind your masters watchin you cum.”
Pauline kept fucking herself, she kept cuming she had
to, the old man watched as she shudder time and time again, her juice dribbling
down her slender fingers in to the glass, “Keep the honypot drippin you wet
slut, you’re making me real horny, miss big tits.”
Pauline pleaded with him she couldn’t cum anymore but
he carried on at her, his right hand playing with her exposed tits, “Do as your told we want to see that glass full of cunt juice, give
her a hand son.”
With out warning the boy grabbed a bottle and stuffed
the end up her arse, she squealed but they held her in that position, fucking
her arse with the bottle until she came again.
They both grabbed her a
dragged her flat on the table. The boy held her as he screamed, “Like a bottle
up the ass do you, when we have finished fucking your cunt you’ll know what ass
fucking really means, but for now its bed time, here’s an cocktail to help you
sleep.”
He grabbed her jaw and forced her mouth open, then he
poured the contents of the glass in to her mouth, “Its all yours, its called
recycling, tomorrow we will make you cum it again, only this time it will be
coming out around our cocks,” he looked at the boy, “Here I’ll help you tie her
good and tight then you take her to her room, while you was fucking her this
afternoon I put up hooks so we can tie her ankles high and wide now she won’t
be able to stop you doin anythin
you like to her, just take a couple of these toys, play with her cunt for a
couple of hours, get her all hot and slippery, make her cunt drip she’ll be
easy to fuck a few times but remember we must get some sleep.”
The Blue Star drifted aimlessly on the calm sea,
Pauline was, what they called sun bathing, they had tied her spread eagle on
the rigging between the two hulls, still totally naked the sun burnt down on
her.
She gasped as she watched her tormentor setting on
the chair, sipping beer watching her, “Water, please senor, I need water.”
He stood up laughing, “You got a cunt like a faucet,
you don’t need water you need another fucking,” she groaned, “Nooo, no not
again.” The old man went to the top of the trash hold and stamped on it, “Did
you hear that beach boy, your partners up here showing me her cunt, her sore
cunt and I’m gona fuck it and its gona be the sixth time I’ve fucked it today,
you gona save her from me or I’m I just gona fuck her again and again?”
He laughed as he jumped full length on to her, she
squealed as he landed on her, his hand mauling her sore tits, his hard cock,
first finding then driving up in to her cunt again.
He laughed as he pumped in to her, “Brings a whole
new meaning to seven up don’t it big tits?”
He hammered in to her, “Come on bitch scream, let
your lover boy hear you getting fucked by a real man,” his voice shattered the
calm, “Hear that lover boy, hear your girl being fucked good, and me and my boy
will be fucking her all day, you want to watch?”
Suddenly Pauline heard Mike scream, she looked up,
his head and shoulders were out of the locker, the boy had him by the throat
making him watch as the father fucked her.
When father stopped the boy pushed Mike back down, as
he locked the hatch he yelled, “Stay down that hole lover boy I’m just gona go fuck your bitch’s hole,” and proceeded to take his
fathers place between the helpless Pauline’s legs and so the abuse went on,
swapping, fucking, swapping, fucking the brutal rape going on hour after hour.
Each man goaded her as they made her cum, making her
say it, making her tell them how good they were at fucking her, how she loved
it when they made her cum, how she was their slut, and would they please fuck
her again, she would say anything to stay alive.
The next day was the same, just fucking her cunt but
threatening her that they were almost fucked out up that hole, they giggled as
they told her next week could see the widening of her ass, she shook as they
said, then the following week her mouth and by the time she had swallowed a
weeks worth of cum her cunt should be ready to use again.
It was the day after, the three of them were in the
stateroom, Pauline was helpless and in her usual position, on the bed with her
arms tied high to the ornate rails behind the bed, her ankles fastened up high
and wide; the boy was gorging on her nipples while fucking her, the father had
just finished fucking her and was gazing out of the porthole waiting for his
turn to have her again when he noticed the boat had drifted towards a small
island.
The old man shouted, “Well, well, well land, It don’t
look like Australia, so you and your big tits won’t be going to Sidney,” he
turned at looked at her, her eyes shut her body shaking to the pounding his son
was giving her between her spread legs, “No, best you stay here with us, all by
yourself, alone and helpless,” he mocked her, “Ahh didums nobody here to save you from those nasty men,” he
almost yelled, “And those nasty men are keeping you that way, we’re making sure
we keep you, butt naked, tied up and helpless, that way it makes it so easy for
us to just keep on shagging you but yes,” he scratched his head, “We do need
fresh water, besides it ain’t going to be a problem
getting the water on board, is it big tits, we have a slave to carry it for
us.”.
The boy checked Mike was just alive, he pissed in his
mouth, Mike had to take it, it was the only drink they allowed him, then a tug
on the rope cutting in to his sack let them know he was still breathing before
slamming the hatch shut.
The little dingy with its three passengers ran on to
the beach, the men watched as the naked beauty unloaded the six water
containers, a rope around her waist attached her to them allowing her to walk,
dragging them behind her. She struggled in front of the men as they followed the
trail, giggling and laughing at her swaying arse, fear gripped her stomach as
she listened to the.
“Look at that ass boy, hope it wiggles like that on
the end of my cock.”
“Yeah pa, paradise island, sand, sea and a
hot chick to fuck.”
“Told you when we was watchin her through the glass’s
we was gona fuck her, weren’t I right and the best thing is we are still gona
be fucking her for a long time to cum.”
The two laughed at his joke but Pauline didn’t as she
heard, “Ya and when we get tired of fucking her, now we got the fancy boat who
knows how many more stupid bimbos we are gona have to ourselves, each one with
their legs and mouths tied open while we’re fucking them on that big bed.”
“Just thinking of that fucking pa makes me horny.
Looks like we are gona have to get rid of some more fuck juice and the best
thing for that is to fuck little miss big tits again.”
“Yeah let her get the water then she can have another
good fucking,” he shouted at her, “Don’t you worry booby we will fuck you real
hard and we will keep fucking you, we brought some beer so we will have plenty
of time to play with you and work on them big titties and we will keep at you
until we’ve made you cum a few times.”
Still with the men laughing they found the fresh
water pool.
The two men stood in the water cooling their feet;
Pauline bent and filled the water containers, ever time she did fingers either
probed each of her holes or pulled at her swinging breasts, she didn’t want it
to happen but soon they were all full.
“Sit in the water whore, wash those holes out,” she
obeyed, “Now open you legs show my cock were its going.”
The older man laughed, “I’ll go sit over by that
tree, get a little shade and watch the show while you give our big titted slave
another fucking but don’t be greedy I want her cunt sat on my cock sooner
rather than later, go to it boy.”
The boy grabbed Pauline by the hair and started
kicking her until she scrambled back out of the water, “On your back slut and
legs open, you should know your place by now,” Pauline lay back, opened her
legs and gazed at the sun until his leering face blocked it from her view.
She felt his
cock push up in to her, then he started, thrusting, hammering, in and out,
satisfying himself, grinning in her face while trying to make her humiliate
herself by coming, she fought not to give him the pleasure but inside she knew
it was futile as, all the time, she could hear the old man yelling for him to
fuck her fast as he wanted to play with her next.
He spurted up in to her, forcing her own climax as
she felt herself cum, she groaned but didn’t have time to think as she was
turned over, her large tits stung from the heat of the sand as her attacker
started kicking her until she crawled over to where the old man sat, his fat
long cock trapped in his hand, the grin on his face left no don’t she was in
for another long session of being continually raped.
He never moved as she straddled his fat cock and
lowered herself on to it, she started to bounce slowly up and down, he had to
last, the thought of what they did to her last time they had her in this
position made her aware of how their perversion knew no bounds.
She had been fucking him for at least ten minutes;
she herself had been forced to cum twice when she heard the boy say, “Come on
pa I’m hard again,” the old man laughed, “Go wank in the sand,” the boy snapped
back, “I don’t wank when we got something with big tits and a hot cunt to
fuck,” the old man grabbed Pauline’s nipples and pulled her down, “Well we were
gona start usin her ass hole so why not now, lets us have a paradise sandwich,
go on son, fuck her in the ass its time it was put to good use.”
Before Pauline could move a hand slammed in to her
back, she fell on the old man, the boy was behind her, she felt him, his cock
pushing at her small pink puckered hole, she squealed, “Please no not there,
I’ll fuck, you can fuck me but not there oh god not thaaaahhhhhh.”
It was to late, the boy drove up in to her ass, she
screamed but all the men did was laugh as the boy said, “Its tight pa, reckon
it ain’t never been used for fuckin, its real tight.”
The old man laughed in to the pretty tear covered
face, “Fuck us you whore, never had two fucks at the same time before, eh, this
is raw sex now big tits not the wanking around you did with your fancy boy,
this is what your built for, good fucking.”
They both fucked her, then they made her play with
herself until she came again, they got hard, the loved watching her degrade
herself then the boy took her cunt, then the old man took her cunt, they drank
and fucked her over and over for two hours, until Pauline found herself, laying
on her back with two drunks, one with his cock by her mouth the other with his
cock still stuck up inside her but the best thing was, both men were asleep.
She managed to roll from under him, she could see the
boat, she knew they had the key to the dingy but she was a good swimmer, ten
minutes of hard swimming and she could be on the boat, release Mike, get the
anchor up and escape, the temptation took over and she ran towards the sea.
She clambered on deck, and rushed for the hatch,
undoing it she lifted the heavy lid, the stench was overpowering; Mike was half
dead laying in his on shit, she could hardly move him, suddenly a low whine
made her look up, the dingy was hurtling towards them.
Pauline rushed for the anchor locks, they had been
fastened shut she couldn’t move them, the dingy got closer, down the stairs,
Mikes gun, she grabbed it and rushed back up just as the two men climbed back
on board.
The old man grinned, “Hello big tits couldn’t wait
for us, ready to get those legs open again?”
Pauline raised the gun and aimed at him, “Keep your
hands off me your slobs, I’ll kill both of you,” she fired, the gun gave a
silly clunk sound, again she pulled the trigger again a clunk noise, he
laughed, “Don’t leave loaded guns around, people get hurt, beside you don’t
want to shoot us you enjoy being shagged to much.”
She threw the gun at him, took three steps and dived
back in the water, her mind telling her to hide on the island.
The boy rushed for the dingy, but the old man stopped
him, “I’ll fix her, its time you went fishin, know
what I mean?”
The dingy spluttered in to life as he grabbed the
lasso pole from the deck. He watched the beautiful figure swimming away from
him and took chase, he was soon beside her calling obscenities at her, “Come on
cunt you won’t drown with those big tits, you were built for the breast
stroke.”
She screamed, “Is that all you think of,” and tried
to dive away from him but he was to quick for her; as her head drove down so he
slid the pole in to the water and swung the hard cord around capturing her neck
before pulling it tight; he was to strong, he just held it down, she was unable
to go anywhere and all he did was wait, wait until her breath gave out and it
was a sad, choking beauty that he hauled up, “You ready to come back on board,
knew I’d been to nice to you, you better be ready for a lessen in good
behaviour?”
An hour later the old man sat on the big padded chair
on deck, knelt before him was Pauline, her ankles cuffed, her knees bound
tightly together, one vibrator stuffed and fastened up her arse another
fastened and buzzing up her cunt, her wrists and elbows tightly strapped
together, a rope from there down to her ankles kept her knelt, other ropes
entwined her upper body with three coils locked around each of her large
breasts squeezing them in to fat balloons and a huge ring gag held her mouth
open, his thick rigid cock was ramming in to it.
Pauline could only kneel there and have her face
fucked, the vibrating cock forcing her to climax again and again; her now hard
sensitive nipples forced an overpowering feeling of heightened sexual arousal
making her except the fat cock banging in to her throat even though she could hear
the screams from Mike.
The boy sat on the side, two ropes in his hand, the
thick rope towed Mike by his neck some twenty feet behind the boat the other
thinner rope still straggled the mans balls.
The old man laughed, “Anything biting son?”
The boy tugged the rope, “Not yet pa.”
“Think you should get some blood, sharks like the
smell of blood.”
“Reckon your right pa.” Pauline could do nothing she
was completely helpless as the cock continued to fuck her throat, she choked as
she heard Mike scream, the boy cut the rope around his throat, the rope around
his balls dragged Mike screaming on.
“Can’t he keep the noise down, don’t want him
frightening our lady guest,” he looked at the tear stained face, “Remember to
look at your master when he’s fucking your face, oh and I’m so sorry you can’t
say good-bye to your fancy boy but its not nice to talk with your mouth full.”
He looked at his son, “Tug on the bait, I’m sick of
his noise, besides we got some serious fucking to do,” he looked down at
Pauline, “You’re going to be so sorry you tried to run away from us, we’re gona
to fuck you and we’re gona have fun with you while we do it and you won’t be
able to go anywhere, from now on your staying tied up and available.”
The boy suddenly jerked his arm; there was an
ear-piercing scream as Mikes balls ripped from his body, mercifully he passed
out as he sank out of sight.
The boy dragged the rope ends in, Mike’s balls hung
on the end of the thin line, the old man roared with laughter as he daggled
them in Pauline’s face, “There you go big tits all that’s left of lover boy,
now lets get down to days and days of fucking you and it will be uninterrupted
fucking that’s a promise.”
He came in her throat, “Mmmm that’s nice, and that’s
how nice I’m gona be to you from now on miss titty, you only live to get
fucked, take her down stairs she can suck me some more before I have me a fuck
of her cute ass.”
The boy lifted Pauline up and slung her, like a piece
of meat over his shoulder; she squealed and grunted as he pawed her arse cheeks
while carrying her down to the stateroom, his hand moving to the two dildos
stuck up her, enjoying her hopeless squeals as he pushed them around inside
her. With a silly giggle he threw the bound beauty on to the bed, his father
walked in behind him and shut the door.
The killing of Mike seemed to give them an extra
buzz, they set in to Pauline like men processed.
No more one at a time fucking her cunt, not any more,
this time she was bent and fucked by both of them, up the arse and in the mouth,
if they weren’t fucking her, dildos, vibrating or just thick and ribbed, were
stuck up her cunt and arse fucking her at the same time and now that her tits
were tied, she was tit fucked over and over again before they enjoyed
ejaculating their juice all over her pretty face.
She was tied in various positions until they found
the best way to make her cum easily; time and time again they forced multiple
orgasms upon her, using an array of sex toys from that bag they set too
humiliating her in to uncontrollable ecstasy before hurting her, pleasure and
pain was there fun.
Tying her upside down to the mast so they could fuck
her mouth as she hung helpless with the ring-gag forcing her to except any
thing they wanted while they had her cunt at face height to do with as they
pleased.
Tied, her arms around the post while they
had spanking sessions, first on her arse then turning her and whipping her cunt
and tits, now always heavily bound.
Bound so they could work on them, so they
could do what they had promised themselves the first time they saw her. Tying them tight then to the pullies, hosting her up until she could barely touch the
deck, her own weight squeezing the ropes so they forced her tits painfully
bigger, laughing at her as she danced helplessly on the end of ropes, keeping
her strung up for hours as her tits swelled before gorging themselves for hours
on the fat mounds of flesh and elongated nipples, Pauline unable to do
anything, her limbs bound her mouth filled and silenced with which ever cock
gag they felt like using.
Days and days
of continual rape and abuse, forced to crawl for hours on her knees, tied so
she couldn’t stand up, her mouth held open and ready for anytime they wanted to
use it until the moment she had dreaded, the words, “Think we should get more
supplies and some camouflage for this boat, I know a place, not to many
questions asked we could get the goods and we got something to trade or should
I say we got three holes to trade.”
Pauline could do nothing; permanently bound and most
times her mouth filled with a fat cock gag or with the ring-gag and a cock
shoving through it she laid on her bed for two days and nights being
permanently raped as the boat sailed slowly for a little port.
They had left her so she knew they had berthed, the
night lanterns shone and the clanging of ropes on masts let her know they were
on a small jetty; suddenly they came for her. Her legs untied she was dragged
naked on to the board walk and quickly along in to a boat shed, pushed up
stairs, the bright lights of a small office blinded her.
She knew there were at least five men in the room as
he tormenters laughed loudly, “Here you are, our payment for the goods, meet
one great piece of shagging,” Pauline heard a voice as it gave a strangled
whisper, “Oh fuck big trouble,” then the sound of a phone being dialled, then a
quick, “Boss get up here now and fast,” was gabbled in to the phone.
All the time the old man ranted on, “Yeah we been
fucking this big titted shag bunny for weeks she cums as much as you like, she
loves a good fuck, can’t understand why she keeps trying to run away, still you
keep her tied up and she fucks anytime.”
Suddenly the door burst open, the boy screamed and
dropped to the floor, the old man turned only to be hit by the same stun gun
that took the boy out, both men writhed on the floor as this giant of a man
ordered the men to release Pauline.
With a large coat covering her sore, bruised body
Pauline sat talking to the man, “Okay so it went wrong, I had the C I A agent
eating out of my hand, he wasn’t interested in the drugs, he thought the F B I
had got it all wrong, I was just about to let him go when those two jumped us.”
The big man smiled, “Bad mistake,” Pauline nodded,
“Yeah, don’t I know it but I couldn’t do anything, not with drugs worth
40,000,000 in the hull lining, remember I get a share in that so I just had to
take it, bit of luck them coming here though, if we get rid of them and their
small wooden boat near were they killed the agent, then I reckon, with a few
changes to the boat, we could carry on as though nothing happened, okay?”
The big man nodded, “They killed him at Dove Reef,
okay we will make it look good, now you get some rest,” he walked up to the two
slobs, “You two have cost me time and hurt one of my favourite girls, not to
say my business; you will die as slowly as the man you had fun killing, you
will learn how stupid it was to fuck with Sidney.”
Pagan.
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