The Angels and a Pirate | By : NatMar Category: -Misc TV Shows > General Views: 2771 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kelly and Sabrina smiled as they casually strolled down the gangplank of the yacht, pretending to count their wad of cash. But inside they were both suppressing an explosion of adrenaline at the need to rescue their friend. Behind them, the engines of the Pirate’s Grotto came to life and the crew began casting off their moorings. The moment that the girls were out of view of the yacht, they raced back to the waiting limo.
“Where’s Jill?” Bosley asked as they jumped into the back of the car.
“Get us to the channel! Fast!” Sabrina said as she tossed him her bundle of cash and yanked off her belt. “We need to intercept that ship.”
As Bosley maneuvered the large car out of the parking lot, both angels began quickly stripping off their skimpy costumes to reveal the even skimpier bikinis that were hidden underneath. The swimwear was originally worn in case they had to make an escape from the yacht, but now they would be used to make an aquatic infiltration.
Meanwhile, Jill had been left alone in the lounge as the ship made way. Unable to see out any of the windows, she couldn’t tell where they were going, but she suspected that they would be heading out to deeper waters, which worried her.
With her balance off, she couldn’t do much to struggle out of her bindings, not that it would have done much good. She was securely fastened in place.
It seemed like hours before Brewster finally returned and examined the beautifully bound blonde.
“What do you want to do now,” Jill asked as her captor ran his hand through her feathered hair.
“Don’t be impatient, we’ll have plenty of time for a whole variety of things,” Brewster’s fingers found Jill’s jawline before tracing a line down her neck towards her cleavage. Her breath sped up as his hand dropped between her breasts to where her shirt had been tied above her midriff. He tugged at the knock and let her shirt fall open.
“What is this?” Brewster fingered the fabric of the string bikini top that had been exposed under her shirt. His knuckle brushing the underside of her breast. “Were you planning on going for a swim?”
“A girl’s gotta be prepared for anything,” Jill let out a short laugh. He stared her in the eyes until the laugh turned into a nervous giggle.
Roughly Brewster shoved several fingers into the top of the girl’s bell bottomed jeans and yanked her pelvis forward, forcing a startled yelp from the captive and making her press her shoulders even more firmly against the mast. Jill turned her face away to try to hide her blush as he looked down her flat stomach into the front of her pants.
“Don’t tell me that you’re embarrassed? After all the men you’ve been with?” Brewster eyed Jill without releasing the hold he had on her pants.
“Of course not,” Jill tried to maintain her bravado. “It’s just that some guys like to think that you’re still pure… you know. So I like to pretend…”
Brewster looked at her skeptically as he unzipped her jeans and pulled them back to reveal her bikini bottom covered pubic area. Her pants fell off her hips and hung on her slightly parted thighs.
“You weren’t planning on jumping overboard and trying to make a swim for shore, were you?” he asked sternly as he pushed her shirt over her shoulders and down her arms, forcing her biceps further back.
“No, of course not,” Jill tried to defend herself, but Brewster grabbed the fragile string in the center of her chest and pulled it until it snapped, allowing the small triangles of fabric to fall away from her breast. Then he tore the thin shoulder straps and threw the ruined garment aside, leaving her naked from the waist up.
Her natural breasts weren’t overly large, but they were big enough to ooze through his fingers as he squeezed them roughly, the nipples pressing into his palms. Jill gasped, more from the surpise of the action than any real discomfort.
“Don’t you think for a minute that you…” Brewster pushed his face into hers until she could feel his breath, when suddenly there was a knock at the door. Brewster gave her large nipples a vicious twisting pinch before crossing to answer the door. After a moment of talking to whoever was there, he left the room with no explanation.
Trembling with fear and humiliation, Jill dropped to her knees and began to silently beg Kelly and Sabrina to hurry to her rescue.
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