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The Angels and a Pirate	By : NatMar Category: -Misc TV Shows > General Views: 2771 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Several minutes earlier, Kelly and Sabrina had been marched to the interior of the yacht and ushered into different cabins. Sabrina was pulled into a small room that had a large video camera tucked into the corner.
She was pushed backwards and forced to sit on a narrow stool that slid between her bare legs. As she dropped onto it, hard protrusions, which had been coated with some kind of lubricant or jell, pushed their way into her vagina and pressed against her clitoris causing her to gasp. Then her arms were pulled behind her and tied to the back of the stool. Followed by her legs being bent and strapped to either side of the device that she sat on. Finally a large ball gag was strapped around her face and forced into her mouth.
She tried to test her bonds, but was afraid that a vigorous attempt to struggle might arouse the goon preparing her. Instead she just glared at him as he leered down at his handiwork.
Finally, he pulled out a small bulb attached to a rubber hose which he held up in front of her for a moment before running it behind her and placing it into her hand.
“You control this, understand? You or your friend.” Sabrina desperately wanted to question him to clarify the situation, but the gag prevented her from making any intelligent conversation. All she could do was to watch helplessly as he activated the camera pointed at her and stepped back to watch.
Sabrina looked around, unsure what to expect until she heard a muffled cry from the room next door where Kelly had been taken. She panicked for a moment before she remembered what the thug had said to her. Quickly she squeezed the rubber bulb as hard as she could, hoping to bring her friend relief.
Immediately the device thrust into her vagina came to life. It hummed softly with a gentle vibration. She let out a startled scream for a moment. Then she tensed up and closed her eyes in anticipation of the pleasure turning into something worse. But it never did, it remained a soft, throbbing pulse that was gradually increasing in pleasant intensity.
The sensation was surprisingly enjoyable. Unfortunately the large video camera, right in front of her face, was a constant reminder that her every twitch and moan was being recorded and scrutinized by her captors. These perverts had obviously taken great care to set all of this up just to watch her while they forced her to get off on their vibrator. Had Brewster planned this? Had this been meant for Jill? But why had two rooms been set up?
But worst of all, Sabrina realized that she actually was enjoying it! Pleasurable waves were emanating from the device between her legs. The more she tried to deny it, the more her body responded.
Why is this happening? She silently asked herself. Why did she like this so much? Under these conditions, she should be too humiliated to enjoy anything about it. Was she getting off on the humiliation? Had Jill been right? Was she the horniest of the angels? During their questioning, they had all been making up answers about each other, but had they unconsciously tapped into a deeper knowledge of their comrades than they knew?
The vibrator between her legs was sending wave after wave of pleasure up from her core, building with each minute. And the fact that her reaction was being scrutinized seemed to amplify rather than hinder the effects. If something wasn’t done to stop this soon, she was going to present these perverts with an orgasm.
She thrashed in her bonds, trying to distract herself or pull her privates away from the stimuli, but it only drove the vibrating protuberances deeper, causing her body to quake with more preorgasmic shocks. She wasn’t going to be able to suppress this for long.
Desperately needed a break, she released the bulb she had been squeezing. She gasped as she fought to catch her breath through the gag, but instantly she could hear Kelly’s reaction from the next room. Her cries made it obvious that her friend was having the same reaction to the erotic manipulations being applied to her genitals.

Jill had been enthusiastically licking Brewster’s large shaft. The sooner she got him off, the sooner she could try to save her friends, assuming that he kept his word. With her hands still tied behind the mast, all she had to work with was her mouth.
She looked again at the monitors. Sweat was rolling down Sabrina’s face as her body tensed and she screamed. Kelly was also sweating and her body began shaking, mewing whimpers were coming from her clenched teeth.
Jill turned her attention back to the cock and stretched her lips around it so she could begin sliding it back towards her throat. She struggled to relax her jaw in order to take the wide shaft further and deeper. She closed her eyes and moaned around the thick dick as it throbbed against her tongue. With a determined thrust, she let it slide down her throat until the entire length was engulfed by her mouth.

The thin walls allowed sound to clearly transmit between the small cabins. So Kelly had been able to distinctively hear the thug tell Sabrina that she was in charge of the control. Kelly could also hear her friend’s reactions. When the device between her own legs wasn’t being activated, obviously it was switched over to hers.
And so she couldn’t help resenting her fellow agent when she gave herself some relieve and subjected Kelly to the torments of the torture being applied to her genitals. The hard, metallic protuberances invaded her and applied an unpredictable variety of searing heat and sharp electrical shocks to sensitive areas around and inside of her vagina. And they were continuing to grow in intensity. She tried pushing herself up, off the torturous stool, but it was useless. She was trapped. If it wasn’t stopped soon, her sexual organs would be burned beyond recognition.
However, given the amount of pain that she was enduring, she couldn’t really blame Sabrina for needing to take a break from her own ordeal. Her gasping cries through the thin walls made it clear that she was experiencing the same kind of torment. And if she was honest with herself, Kelly wasn’t sure that she wouldn’t also pass on the torment to her friend if she was the one in control. Ultimately, it didn’t seem that there would ever be any real hope for survival.

Jill continued to bob her head up and down the long erection, her feathered hair swaying with every thrust. Her lips gripped the cock while her tongue caressed it as it filled her mouth and slid in and out of her throat.
She spared another glance at the monitors. Both of her friends looked exhausted and about to break. Kelly’s chest was heaving as she gasped for breath, and Sabrina was screaming again as her body tensed and arched. It was obvious that the expression of torturous pain and orgasmic pleasure was a fine, nearly undefinable line. It was impossible to tell which was which.
Jill picked up the pace, eager for the madness to end when she felt the length of flesh throb within her mouth. Brewster groaned and grabbed Jill’s scalp, holding her face to his dick.
Suddenly gushes of warm semen erupted in her, puffing out her cheeks. Thin trails dribbled out of the corners of her lips, but she was held in pace as she was forced to swallow each load as it filled her mouth.
Finally Brewster let her go and she pulled her face back with a gasp.
“Geh-he!” Jill tried to shout through a mouthful of cum, dribbling the majority of it down her chin to drip onto her tits. She quickly swallowed what was left and yelled again. “Kelly! It’s Kelly!”
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