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Chapter 5 by Primal356 Primal356

What's next?

You do as he says

Out of fear, you do as he says. His men take your weapons, and carefully check all the places you could hide something. After that, Mission is practically tossed between you, and soon hear the next order: “Start undressing!”.

You take a deep breath, and remove your boots, socks, trousers, tunic, and after taking a deep a deep breath you get rid of your bra and panties, hearing the pirate's laughter around you.

From the corner of your eyes, you see something shiny, and you recognize two crewmembers bringing various straps, collars and ballgags out of the ship, gold in color, made of latex or something similar.

The first men stops behind you, and your arms are strapped together in the shape of an inverted V. The cuffs are attached to a collar wrapped around your neck soon after and your upper arms are bound together with an additional pair cuffs. Your ankles receive a pair of cuffs as well, with a short chain connecting them. Then your mouth is opened and a fist sized ballgag is strapped tightly in place. You receive a leash, around your arm’s length, attached to the D-ring at the front of your collar. And for now, your predicament is completed.

“What about the ship?” one of the men asks.

“They could have anything in there, better to shoot it from space,” Denek says.

“But the spice…” the man starts, only to get a slap on his face.

“They don’t have any spice, you idiot!” Denek raises his voice. With an angry expression, he glances back, and the men start connecting your leashes. First, Mission’s leash to Bastila’s collar, then her leash to your collar. Finally, Denek grabs your leash, and starts escorting the group inside the ship.

“MMMMM!!!” you hear Bastila. You look back, and you see that one of the men started to grope her.

Then you feel a hand grabbing your breasts as well.

“MMMMM!!!” you grunt. Only for your leash to be yanked, as you led mercilessly onward.

“MMMMM!!!”

“MMMMM!!!”

“MMMMM!!!”

The group says repeatedly, as you are led towards the pirate vessel, each time as a hand starts pressing one of your parts. At one point, an index finger is pressed between your legs, moving up and down inside you as you walk. Thus you bite down hard on your ballgag, and you endure, making one small step after the other towards the end the life you knew prior.

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