She's about to be "taken" alright!

Druuna squealed in surprise and terror as the loud engine erupted in a terrifying roar near her head. One of the men; Hank if Druuna remembered correctly, laughed nastily at her distress and told her; ?Don?t worry about that, you little bitch. It?s just the engine. Just wait till later, then I?ll give you something to really scream about!?

The loud roar of the boats engine and the cold metal floor of the boat against her bare bottom made sleep impossible for the raven haired minx. For awhile it seemed as if the men had forgotten about her, as nobody came down to the cargo area for what seemed to be at least two hours to Druuna. She had almost begun to hope that they might just take her clothing and supplies and throw her overboard at the next port when she heard the squeal of a door opening and the sound of heavy footfalls on the stairs.

A large, well muscled man that Druuna had seen before walked down the stairs and began checking out her bare body. He was a large man. Tall and very muscular, with a map of healed scars criss-crossing the tanned skin of his chest and shoulders. He wore a large black bandana and an eye-patch on his right eye.

He grinned dangerously at Druuna, not even trying to hide the lust in his eye. Approaching the bound woman slowly, he said:

?Well hello there, girly. My name's Captain Reichnard. My boys Hank and Duke tell me yer quite the slut, running around without nothin? coverin? yer pretty little bottom. You know what that sounds like ta? me??..?

Druuna shivered and cowered away from the man who was getting closer and closer.

The Captain grinned down at her and continued: ?Sounds like yer askin? for a good, hard fucking!?