offered

We spent the rest of the night exposed to the events huddled together, standing, the cage compressing the three of us, more designed for one person than three.

In the early morning, they took Tessa out, who was taken to the captain's office of the pirate ship. Upon entering, she saw Alicia, naked, revealing her Caribbean beauty, which seemed to have been impaled on the pirate's penis, rocking her hips and moaning at the pirate's desk. His first mate grabbed Tessa by the hair and threw her at the foot of the desk. She saw Min Mei licking the pirate's testicles with visible greed and excitement.

Despite the situation, the pirate said,

• I know you don't know where your boss's loot is, that you have no money, what can you offer me to spare you? Tessa felt the rough planks of the deck bite into her bare knees, her trembling lips brushing against the captain's muddy boot.

"I-I can..." Her voice broke when Min Mei, her eyes shining with tears and submission, detached her mouth from the pirate's testicles to whisper,

"She's dancing, Captain. Like a real little puppet."

Alicia let out a hoarse moan as she sank deeper onto the pirate's member, her nails scratching the varnished wood of the desk. She was dripping wet, and Min Mei was delighted to collect her juices.

• Well, you'll entertain us in the evening and serve as a whore for our non-commissioned officers. If they're satisfied, you'll live and be able to eat in exchange for your services. First mate, take her to the non-commissioned officers' mess so they can have fun with her.

The first mate, visibly satisfied, grabbed Tessa and led her below deck where the ship's doctor, the boatswain, and the navigator were gathered.

• Guys, the captain's giving us a present, you dance sensually.

Tessa was in a circle of thugs who were examining her body. She had **** but to dance, swaying her hips while trying not to lose her balance in the waves and fall into the arms of a petty officer.

Tessa felt a rough hand wrap around her waist as she spun around, the fetid heat of the bodies encircling her frail figure. The rumbling laughter echoed against the low beams of the saloon, mingling with the creaking of the ship.

"Come on, little mouse, show us how the bourgeois women dance when their bottoms are warmed," growled the ship's doctor, his raspy voice carrying the smell of stale gin.

The circle of men closed in around her dance, motivating her with a slap on the buttocks when she didn't show enough talent.

The doctor's fingers dug into the tender flesh of her hips as she rocked against him, breathless from the impact of another slap that set her skin ablaze.

When they grew tired, they made her kneel and unzipped their pants.

• Suck and jerk us off, it's been days since we've emptied our pockets.

Tessa felt a hand dig into her hair, forcing her to look up at a row of swollen, glistening penises. The first petty officer, the boatswain, pried her lips apart with a rough thumb before sliding his member inside. She stifled a cry, saliva running down her chin as he filled her throat.

Beside her, the navigator grabbed her hand and pressed it around his own sex, imposing a jerky rhythm on her. With the other, she took hold of his penis, **** to move from man to man to satisfy them all.

Tessa felt the acrid, salty taste of sweat and precum invade her mouth as the boatswain pushed deeper, his filthy fingers clinging to the back of her neck like claws. Hot tears streamed down her cheeks as a third man crushed her face against his lower abdomen, suffocating her with calculated brutality.

This action only stopped when they decided to penetrate her anus and vagina to empty themselves, as they never ceased to amuse themselves by saying.

Tessa stifled a moan as the bosun roughly turned her around, his calloused hands spreading her buttocks as he spat into his palm before rubbing his member. Warm drool dripped down her trembling thighs.

"Be careful, she's as tight as a jewel box," the navigator sneered, shoving two hooked fingers into her anus, forcibly preparing her as the doctor crushed her head against the stinking floorboards and another positioned himself beneath her to penetrate her vagina.

Tessa moaned as the bosun's member tore open her anus, her virgin flesh giving way under the brutal pressure. Through her tears, she saw the navigator position himself between her trembling thighs, his sex glistening with saliva and love juice.

"Squeeze in, guys, she needs to feel every inch," the doctor growled, holding her hips with both hands.

A searing pain shot through her as the two men entered her simultaneously, their sweaty bodies crushing her against the floorboards.

Tessa screamed as the two men began thrusting into her with brutal, unsynchronized movements, their bodies sticky with sweat clinging to her skin. The boatswain growled like an animal, his grease-black nails digging into her bruised hips with each thrust. The navigator sneered as he bit her shoulder, his tobacco-yellowed teeth leaving purple marks.

A crewman ordered me out of the cage and pulled Lyta by the arm, giving her to another.

• Take the blonde, the captain, give her to the crew so they can have fun with her. Organize the crew so they can continue the maneuvers, otherwise, for the rest, have fun with her.

I followed the sailor as some men pulled Lyta into the steerage. I could hear her screams.

Lyta was pulled into the middle of a dozen men who were off duty and jumped up, looking at her greedily, caressing her blond hair, her breasts, her buttocks. She stamped her feet, her cries muffled by the rough hands that gagged her mouth while a first sailor slapped her buttocks. Greasy fingers sank between her thighs with bestial greed, searching for the virgin entrance while another twisted her nipples between his calloused knuckles. Without further ado, one of the men made her arch her back and penetrated her immediately, while another lowered her head and **** her to suck him.

Lyta gasped, her throat contracting around the member suffocating her, saliva mixed with tears dripping down her chin. The fingers crushing her temples prevented her from pulling back, while a third man spread her thighs wider, spitting into his palm before pushing two fingers inside her with a satisfied grunt.

The courtesan's body shook with spasms as the third man spread her thighs with both hands, taking the previous man's place, while the man in front of her came in her mouth, immediately replaced by another. She was completely stunned by the penetrations and slaps on her buttocks, while those who were waiting tortured her breasts by kneading or sucking them.

Lyta was suffocating, her burning throat still filled with the salty taste of the first man, when another member crushed her lips, forcing its passage between her clenched teeth. Her tears flowed unchecked, mixed with the drool that trickled down her chin. A sharp smack sounded as one of the sailors slapped her already reddened buttocks, the flesh throbbing under the impact, preferring to penetrate her anus, which had been spared until then.

A victim of so much brutality, she screamed as the new man plowed her anus with a sharp thrust, while another twisted her hair to push deeper into her throat. Her vision blurred under the ****, each orifice violated with methodical brutality.