Guy's Game

I watch, naked, and with Ashley's departure to join with Frank, all the more aware of my bonds, leaving my functionally helpless before them. I moaned once or twice, which was about all I could do, given the ballgag made anything I may try to say turn into little more than much mouth. As the card games for my ultimate fate continued, I felt someone pinch my ass then, laughing as I gasped in surprise, not caring who it may be just then as my mind found it rather ... enjoyable. Several guys laughed then, though my focus was on the game before me.

I also noticed Ashley standing next to Frank, her nudity doing an amazing job highlighting her own exposed curves. She smiled, watching on, even as her hands were bound behind her back, as the game continued. Swiftly then, a black ballgag was handed over to Frank, who took it with a smile. Ashley tilted her head slightly to one side, whispering "Frank....", her voice trailing off as he held it up before her, a broad smile on his face. With the crowd shouting and clapping once more, she turned her gaze down to the center of the table and nodded, which resulted in the crowd letting out a loud burst in reply. I watched as he walked behind her, placed the ballgag into her open mouth, slowly working it tightly in, tightly binding the see toy into place before cinching it tight, leaving her doing her best to smile, her cheeks a dark reddish due as embarrassment shown from her face.

With Ashey's fate already sealed, it did not take long before mine was deiced, and a gruff, happy man sprung up as everyone watched as he walked toward me. "Come to me, my sweet Slut!", he declared as the crowd cheered and hollered. Quickly, what was left was clear away as he grabbed onto my leach, and led me back to his bed. It was a communal space, leaving my nudity almost as exposed as it had been above deck. I was maneuvered to lie down next to him, and I moaned as he groped me out roughly. His right hand tightly cupped my breast from behind, even as his left reached around my waist, rubbing several fingers along my clit.

I orgasmed easily, my body bouncing softly as his body pressed against mine. My eyes started to flutter shut as pleasure raced through me, helpless to his desires, and yet wanting nothing else. The vibrate came out easily, landing next to me on the sleeping bag. His fingers probed into me, and I moaned, my head tilting upward as he grabbed me, his right hand squeezing my breast hard. In moments, I felt his rock-hard member passing between my legs. It was not long after his cock plunged into my shaved mound, easily squeezing its way into my willing and available body. Helpless, I mound as my body bounced from side to side upon him, each thrust pressing his cock deeper. I moaned, as loud as I could given the ballgag, as he started to thrust himself into me.

I felt his grip, now the only thing keeping me in place, tighten as he started to slowly thrust himself deeper into me each time. I orgasmed hard then, my pleasure rising as he used me openly before them. Helpless, I nonetheless found myself enjoying being used and taken just then, my mind's only desire was he'd keep at it, even with how public it was in mind. His cck plunging deeper and deeper, I felt myself being stretched upon him, as my orgasms raced through me more and more often.

It was then I heard the moaning of another, the voice vaguely familiar. Even as I moaned, being taken by a guy I did not even know the name of, something clicked in my mind at who it was; it's Ashley. Her moans were almost shrieks, loud and sharp, as she was also taken. I soon heard... felt... bouncing? Was he giving her ....a ride of sorts? No matter, both of us were getting lucky just then.

I moaned loudly as he roughly pounded me, feeling a vicelike grip on my side, even as he used me. Naked, bound and gagged, I was helpless to do anything but take it, though it was;t like I wanted to do anything else ... not just then, in any case. Someone grabbed my exposed breast then as they passed by, laughing to themselves, lickly drunk, as they made their way to bed. My own moans took on a sharer quality to them once his balls finally bumped into my shaved mound, and I climaxed then as he used me, his cock plunging down deep into me now with each thrust.

I moaned aloud as I was used and abused, my pleasure shooting through me, the time between each organ growing ever shorter. Maybe because of how public it was, my pleasure was all the more powerful, my mind's only thought was how much I wanted him to keep taking me. The loud, sharp cries Ashley was making drove my own orgasm pleasure even higher, and as I stole a glance in their direction, was left with the realization Frank was not the only one "getting lucky" with her tonight. Not that she seemed to mind, though.

After abiding his time, making it last as long as he wanted with me, he finally started to increase his speed, his right hand moving to my neck, **** me casually, even as he started to pound me like a jack-knife. My body by now rigged, my muscles taunt, I bounced slithy in his grip with each thrust, my face taking on a deep reddish shade as he went to town on me. Helpless before him, I could only find my mind filled with desire for him to keep at it, to finish within me, as I orgasmed again and again, I felt his load exploding deep within me, my body climaxing hard as yet more of his personal paint was unleashed into my willing body. Once, twice, three times, I felt him letting loose into my body as he held himself buried deep within me.

Once satisfied, he rubbed the last few drops off onto my ass before lying down, satisfied, and going to sleep. His grip on my neck loosed, moving back to hiding me tight, his right hand gently squeezing my breast in a slow, rhythmic manner. Hearing Ashley's orgasmic cries still, I did my best to relax, watching from nearby as several men seemed to find their way to her, even as she remained with Frank buried deep within her.

Even once Frank was happy, it seemed for a bit that some of the other guys wouldn't be, moving her to one side and having their own way with her, as she moaned between ragged breaths. Just then, a guy shot his load into her face, and she had to blink several times, even as more ended up splashing into her hair. She smiled back his way, evidently unfaced at what had transpired, as they finally let her go back to being with Frank. Which was not, evidently all that easy to do, given how besides being as naked as I was, was also bound. She lurched a bit as the ship rocked beneath us unexpectedly, but she managed to keep her footing well enough, lying back down next to Frank. Thankfully for him, she had her own pillow...

Eventually, we managed to go to sleep, leaving me to wonder what the next day {Sataerday} yet had in store...