The Ring
This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. Please vote (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments. I love hearing from all of you and you are the reason I do this. This story was from an idea one of my fans suggested.
PS - If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories, and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way.
Chapter 7
Melissa awoke bound with ropes and dressed in a skintight, cropped peasant blouse and a mid-thigh length peasant skirt. As she surveyed her bound figure, she wondered what they had in store for her. She knew they were going to show her off as they tormented her, but how? The outfits design displayed her breasts magnificently and left her sexy belly bare. Her exquisite hourglass figure was the delectable epitome of bewitching, ravishing femininity. The whole design provided an exquisitely gorgeous spectacle of the cock-hardening body that was about to be displayed to all the onlookers.
She looked and felt sexy in the barely their outfit that her now devious tormenter had created. However, she knew very soon he would strip her naked in front of the crowd and she would be on display for everyone to see. She knew her nude body would be a spectacle and maybe a prize for the crowd and that was the purpose, but she wondered what else they had in store for her.
Her mind shifted to the ring and how it could get her out of this mess. She wished the ropes around her wrists were gone, but nothing happened.
The two brutes that bound her in front of Mick entered, grabbed her arms and led her onto the ship's deck. She glanced around as they left the darkened ship and entered the brightly lit ship's deck. She was on a ship that was a two-masted schooner, it was night and there was no land in sight, but the deck was crowded with people. This was a different ship from the fishing trawler and while she was unconscious, they transferred to another ship. This one was bigger and had more people on deck.
The two brutes lifted Melissa onto a raised platform attached to the first mast. It was then that she saw their diabolical addition. She gasped, as the butterflies in her belly suddenly turned into a raging inferno of desire and panic. What originally, she assumed was supposed to be a display, torment, and titillation for the crowd, was now going to be an incredible sexual performance. Melissa knew by the end of the show she would be fully nude, in front of the crowd and in the midst of an orgasmic seizure created by her tormenter.
As they lifted Melissa up to the platform around the mast, she was trembling with dread and excitement. It was as if they had read her mind. She had fantasies about being a captured wench that was tied to a mast on a pirate ship while she was stripped, tormented and taken advantage of by the crew. As the brutes made her ready, she began to feel dread for the oncoming show. She felt her nipples harden, her tummy tighten and her pussy moisten. She knew part of her reaction was her fantasy, but the rest were the aphrodisiacs they had given her kicking in.
The platform had a post attached to the mast that was roughly waist high above the platform. Mounted to the post was a dual remote-control vibrator and it contained both pussy and anal vibrators. Melissa would be forced to sit with these vibrators deeply embedded in her pussy and sphincter throughout the show. Of course, she knew her tormenter had the remote control.
She stared at the vibrators with a look of dread, revulsion, and excitement. She had never had her ass fucked and always considered it disgusting, but now she was going to be forced to have her sphincter violated. She learned what it was to be a sex slave; you didn't have any choices about how you were used. The lack of control or even input was frightening but also kind of exciting. She trembled with a scary kind of anticipation as she was lifted onto the platform. Melissa knew that it wouldn't do any good, but she plead anyway, "Please don't violate my ass. Please, I'm a virgin back there."
The brutes looked back at Mick and his cruel smile told them all they needed to know. They added some lube to both vibrators, then lifted Melissa up and they carefully slid them into both orifices of her body. As they slid the vibrators into her everyone could see Melissa shudder with excitement, dread and eagerness of what was to come. They manacled her feet behind her and to the back of the mast, causing her to thrust her hips forward and seat her firmly on the vibrators. In addition, all of her weight was supported by the vibrators inside her.
She felt the vibrators pressing together inside her and with her ass filled for the first time she felt full, no she felt stuffed with vibrators. It was an odd but also sexy feeling. Her body twisted trying to find a comfortable position, but she was already feeling the vibrators press together and against her clit and G-spot. Her mind started going to that special place where she only felt what her body was capable of.
Then they took her hands and pulled her arms up and behind the mast tying them together with soft cotton rope and reached up hooking them high up on the back of the mast. Melissa felt the strain with her arms and legs bound behind her and her back against the mast. She was arched into the shape of a bow and her nether regions were the apex. She felt the pressure of the vibrators pressing into her pussy and anus. She knew that when they were turned on the vibrations would focus on her G-Spot, clit and anus. With the aphrodisiacs coursing through her veins, she didn't stand a chance of fighting off the lust.
This arch had multiple effects: first stretched her flat belly taut and shrank her tiny waist even more, but the second thing it did was thrust her chest out bringing her world-class breasts into prominence. Once her clothes are stripped, they would be jutting out for everyone's ogling pleasure. Third all her weight was on her stuffed pussy, with the vibrators pushing against all her sensitive parts in her nether region.
They added one more thing, Mick came forward and put ear buds in her ears and plugged them into a remote tied to the mast. He whispered into her ear, "I will be in your head talking to you the whole time."
Mick looked at her with pride and a touch of aggression as she watched out of the corner of her eyes with lust and excitement. He ran his hands caressingly over her curves and she sucked in a deep breath, threw her head back against the mast and gave a deep throaty moan. He gave her a devious smile, kissed her and then jumped down to the deck ready to begin the day. His caresses were just a taste of what was to come and she knew she would not be able to resist the lustful cravings they were going to fill her with lust.
Melissa's eyes roamed over the crowd and it was a mixture of rich men and women, plus the ship's sailors. All sat around watching her taut body squirm on the vibrators and pushing against the mast. Currently she was covered and all they could see were her arms, legs and stomach. Her arms and legs strained against the mast with muscles dancing under her skin and tendons struggling against her bondage. Her muscular belly knotted as the stretch and the vibrators inside her began a seductive sway that tickled her erogenous areas.
The show was scheduled to last one hour, so Mick had to stretch out the stripping of this gorgeous slave. When the show started, he began whipping her with the soft cat-o-nine tails. This would not strip her clothes but just caress her taut body. During earlier torment, Melissa confessed to herself that stretching her tightly has the effect of making her skin very sensitive. Somehow he knew this and was going to use this knowledge as he caressed her harshly with the cat-o-nine tails.
He turned the vibrators on low and began to firmly caress her with lashes from the cat-o-nine tails. Using his microphone, he whispered in her ears as he lashed across her taut stomach, "Do you feel me caressing your belly?"
"Oh yes, Oh God no," Melissa moaned throatily.
She felt the caress of the whip, but the vibrators, especially the one in her ass, was creating a combination of feelings that she had never felt. It was like the vibrator in her ass pressed against the one in her pussy, making the vibrations against her clit and G-spot even harder. She knew now that it was going to be a wild ride.
"How about your breasts?" he said with a lash. "Your nipples?"
"Oh God, I feel so sexy and desired, displayed like this and with you talking in my head. I think I'm going to explode. Oooohhh stop this, I feel like an orchestra and you are the conductor playing my body."
"Oh no my tempting slave, you can't climax until you are stripped naked, on display for everyone to see and I tell you to cum. When I tell you to cum, you can climax as hard and as often as you can," he said as he lashed her belly and her pussy a little harder.
"You know how torment me, to push me to the edge, OOhhhhh Goodd I don't want this but I can't stop the feelings. Oh God, I'm already there... Ohh please."
He switched whips and started to methodically strip the minimal covering over those astonishing breasts and turgid nipples, while at the same time bumped the vibrators up a notch. Melissa was thrusting her breasts out to get more of the lash and felt him stripping her in front of the growing crowd. Her stomach muscles were flexing, driving her pussy hard onto the vibrators and her face was already a mask of growing ecstasy as she fought the wild sensations inside her. The combination of the whips, the bondage, the aphrodisiacs, the exhibitionism, and the vibrators had her entire body erotically humming like a guitar string.
Melissa had never felt the pain of the whip or any other serious pain and this agony took her breath away. Meanwhile the buzzing vibrators created the antithesis of pain in her lower body. The two sensations met in the middle explosively, creating a previously unknown awareness and one her mind had trouble with.
