African Pirates Ch. 03

African Pirates - Journey into Sex Slavery, Part 3

Somewhere off the coast of Africa, a cruise ship had been taken hostage by a brutal group of Somali pirates. Their leader, General Khari, had captured an entire ship's worth of innocent western tourists. He and his men had wasted no time in separating out the attractive young men and women from the rest. Stripping them naked, they'd raped the women and forced the young men to participate. Soon all would be sold as slaves, netting General Khari a tidy profit. Three of the westerners in particular had caught General Khari's eye. Scott and his blonde wife, Amy, had taken this cruise as a treat for their 1-year anniversary. Amy's younger sister, Jennifer, a slender, knock-out gorgeous brunette, had joined them for the fun.

Now all three were in the captain's quarters below deck, being tormented by Khari and the General's two nubile sisters, Lady Neka and Lady Kunto. Amy's poor husband, Scott, had been tied to a chair naked. Lady Neka had put a cock-ring around the base of his shaft and threatened to cut his balls off if he didn't come in 15 minutes. Then she'd proceeded to mount that shaft, humping him hard with her moistening slit as Amy and Jennifer could do nothing except watch in horror.

Kunto knelt between Scott's legs. Her finely sculpted black ass faced everyone else as she poised her knife near Scott's testicles. She spoke to her older sister as she fucked the man's cock.

"Ooooh baby, his cock's straining, but he won't bust a nut in time. He likes your pussy, Big Sis, but not enough. We gonna have to cut his balls off and teach our new man-slave a lesson he won't forget." Kunto's awful words nearly drove Amy insane as she watched helplessly. She struggled in the grip of Afua, one of the General's soldiers. He squeezed her tits and kissed the side of her face.

"Be still, bitch. Just wait to see what's going to happen. Watch the General's sister take your husband's manhood!"

The growing whirr of helicopter blades created a faint flicker of hope as Amy and Jen exchanged looks. Had someone come to save them? 'Please hurry,' Amy thought. 'Please save my husband!' But when they saw a short, wiry soldier sneak into the cabin to whisper in the General's ear, and the General's face relax noticeably, their hearts sank. No one was coming to save them. No one.

Meanwhile, Amy and Jennifer watched the awful scene progress. Neka was a beautiful black girl with big, lovely tits. Those tits now rubbed against Scott's chest as the sadistic girl pumped her pussy up and down his shaft. The glistening along Scott's penis was all thanks to Neka's luxuriant juices. Her pussy was fully aroused, dominating her male slave, and the whole room could both see and smell the evidence of the girl's lust. Neka reached around, fondling Scott's scrotum as she purred.

"You enjoy me massaging your balls, slave? You best enjoy it. You won't be having them much longer. Little sis, give the man's balls a little attention. They deserve a fond farewell." Lady Neka's horrible promise was followed by Lady Kunto leaning in, flicking her tongue against each of Scott's testicles. Lady Kunto stroked her older sister's smooth ass cheeks, continuing to lick and then even suck on Scott's balls, and all the while the sound of his plaintive grunts and Lady Neka's happy coos grew and grew. A trickle of pre-cum seeped from the seal of Neka's cunt lips, down Scott's straining prick.

"Ooohhh, he's almost there, Big Sis. Our American slave wants to CUM real bad," Lady Kunto purred between tongue flicks. She sucked hard on Scott's right testicle, and Scott groaned like a dying man. Now she moved to his left testicle, sucking even harder. Kunto's delicate, long fingers stroked Scott's thighs as she felt Scott shudder under her touch. Amy couldn't take much more of this. She tried to lunge at them, to save her husband, but Afua yanked her back hard and locked one arm around her neck. She felt his hard cock pressed against her lower back.

"Stop squirming bitch, or I'll fuck you in the ass." Amy stilled, stifling the urge to sob.

The blonde beauty watched as the black girl's perfectly curved buttocks bounced on her husband's lap again and again, the entirety of his pale manhood vanishing inside the black girl's sopping-wet cunt. The seal of those cunt lips greedily hugged the contours of Scott's penis, claiming it as hers and hers alone. It was such a violation, one among so many violations since they'd been captured by this cruel madman and his soldiers. Somehow this put Amy over the edge into full-blown despair. Amy felt like a hole had been torn through her chest. She watched with tears in her eyes as Neka's warm, wet pussy sank onto Scott's cock for what seemed the millionth time.

Kunto's loud slurping sounds on Scott's balls were interrupted by the sudden low, desperate groan coming from her husband's lips. Scott's testicles were churning with so much cum desperately yearning to shoot. His face scrunched up as he prepared to shoot the most desperate load of sperm in his entire life. Neka raked her nails down his chest, pinching his pierced nipples as she felt his cock swelling inside her wet, horny fuck-hole.

"Yeah, baby. He's about to CUM. Oh fuck! He's getting big and thick in my pussy. I can feel it, he's about to burst!"

Kunto removed her mouth from Scott's balls, glancing up at the clock hanging on the wall. "It's been 16 minutes, Big Sis. Our bad boy failed to CUM on time. Can I cut off his balls now?"

"Not yet!" Neka cried. "I want to feel that hot sticky cum shoot up my twat." Now the black girl moaned, grinding on Scott's lap. Scott bellowed like a desperate animal as his cock finally burst, cum spewing its geyser of sperm deep up Neka's snatch.

"Ooohhhh!!! Fuck!" Neka purred. "This big stud had a lot of cum built up in these heavy balls of his. Ohhh! His warm seed feels so good," she sighed. Lady Kunto felt Scott's testicles stiffen in her hand as he spewed his load, his manhood twitching uncontrollably inside her sister's damp heat. Kunto had taken the cock-ring away from the base of Scott's shaft. Now she watched as that semi-flaccid dick slipped free of her older sister's soft folds. It drooped towards her, covered in Neka's fluids, and Kunto instinctively leaned forward, slurping up the combined fluids of male jism and her sister's cunt cream.

Finally, licking up the last of the sexual fluids, the alluring younger sister looked up at her big sis, Neka. Neka had bigger tits than Kunto, but Kunto's were more perfectly shaped. Neka reached down now to fondle her younger sister's breasts.

Kunto begged, "Can I cut off his balls now? Please Sis?"

"No! Please don't!" Amy wailed. Scott was just sobbing, limp as his face tipped forward, downcast.

But Lady Neka nodded toward her younger sister even as she caressed her younger sister's tits just so. "Yeah, go ahead girl. He had 15 minutes to CUM, and our man-slave failed to follow orders. He gets what he deserves. Cut 'em off."

Just as Kunto positioned the knife, a door slammed open. General Khari's eyes narrowed, clearly irritated at the interruption. His soldier meekly bowed before speaking. "Sorry to interrupt, General. General Azik has just arrived. He demands to see you."

General Khari's fat bulk slowly lifted into an upright position. He pulled the sexy brunette up with him, idly fondling the girl's ass as he kept her snug against his side. Kunto had gone still, her knife poised near Scott's testicles. Neka looked back with a disappointed, pouty expression.

"Azikiwe, that bastard. Just when we are about to have our fun, your boss-man has to choose NOW to show up? What's he want, anyway? Doesn't he always take his cut once we get back to shore?" she said to her brother. General Khari frowned.

"I'll see what he wants." He pointed at Neka, who was still sitting on Scott's lap, and at Kunto, who was fondling Scott's balls with one hand even as she had her knife poised with the other.

"Don't make that pathetic American boy-toy a eunuch quite yet. You can play with him while I'm gone. When I get back, then I want to watch you finish him."

Both sisters answered in unison, disappointment clearly evident in their tones. "Yes, Brother."

Just as General Khari neared the doorway to the captain's quarters with Jennifer in tow, he turned around and motioned toward Afua. "Bring my blonde bitch with us too. General Azik may want a pleasurable distraction as we chat, and she'll do fine."

Afua had tied Amy's wrists behind her back. Now he rose swiftly, dragging Amy to her feet by her hair.

"AAAHHH!!" she squealed.

"Shut up, whore." Afua slapped her ass hard. Then he smacked his open palm across her cunt, which was still so sensitive from being pierced. She yelped in pain, squeezing her legs together, and would have stumbled to her knees if it weren't for the soldier's strong grip holding her up.

"Don't make me hurt you, bitch," he barked. "Now move!" Amy snuck one final look at her poor husband. Scott's loving eyes met those of his stricken young wife. She watched as Neka stepped off his lap and let Kunto straddle him now. Neka kneeled down, her tongue sliding up from the base of Scott's shaft to twirl on the tip, making it spasm as fresh blood flowed to his male organ. She began to suck hard on the tip. Lady Kunto's seductive, evil voice filled the room as she looked down at her sister's efforts.

"Get his cock hard for me, big sis. I may as well get a chance to enjoy the pleasures of riding our slave's cock once too, before we cut off his balls, yeah?"

"Mmmm! SLURP! Baby sis, I'll make this cock good and hard for you," Lady Neka cooed.

Amy looked at the man she cared about so much as she felt Afua's rough hands pulling her farther and farther away. All the while, Scott's tormented gaze could only say 'I'm sorry, Amy. I'm so sorry, but I'll always love you,' as General Khari stepped aside to usher her through the doorway and out of sight.

Amy and Jennifer exchanged looks now. At least the two sisters had been able to face this nightmarish ordeal together. That had been the one saving grace since this horrific event had all began, since the pirates had taken over the ship. Now, as General Khari and Afua walked out onto the main deck, they saw a man that exuded raw power no one could deny. If General Khari was a big fish in a small lake, then this newcomer was like a great white shark. Whereas General Khari was big, squat, fat-faced with some notable muscle despite his overweight frame, General Azik was the pinnacle of a lean, mean predator. He was tall, his physique toned and potent with muscle, a panther in human form. He had tattoos along both arms and along his brow. They were skull-and-crossbones motifs. His blazing eyes shone with a dark intensity that automatically made the recipient of that stare either want to look away or be enthralled by it.

General Azik's lean, predatory face reminded Jennifer and Amy of a hawk. He lounged on a sofa that General Khari's men had brought up on deck earlier. He was chewing on the end of a cigar. He took it from his mouth and blew a perfect ring of smoke into the night air before snuffing out the cigar and leaving it discarded in the ashtray beside him.

"So good of you to join me, Little Brother." They were not really brothers, but the pretense existed between the two business partners so that each of them acknowledged their proper place. General Azik was the more powerful of the two. He was General Khari's patron. Without his resources and influence all along the West African coast, Khari's ships would have had no hidden coves in which to dock and unload their loot, human slaves or otherwise. Khari shook hands with Azik and sat down on the couch which had been placed across the way.

"Forgive me if I kept you waiting, Big Brother," Khari said respectfully to Azik. "It is so rare that I receive a visit from you unannounced, and on open water no less. What can I do for you?" Khari saw Azik eyeing the blonde girl with her luscious breasts, her nipple studs glinting in the moonlight, before those eyes dipped to the girl's sexy thighs, and especially to the sexy pussy between those thighs, which glinted with the piercing they had adorned her with only recently. "Ah, where are my manners?" Khari continued with a broad smile. "You want to fuck one of the new acquisitions? This blonde cunt has a dreamy body, as you can see."

Azik's gaze flared with desire even as his overall expression remained dispassionate. "Have her kneel here. She can suck my cock as we discuss business." Azik shrugged out of his military fatigues while Afua forced Amy to her knees and got her in position. As soon as Azik was ready, the soldier withdrew, knowing that the Generals would want some space. Kneeling at the foot of the sofa, Amy's eyes widened in shock. General Azik's cock was no ordinary cock. The man was a freak of nature. That was all there was to it. His mighty shaft towered a good 12-13 inches, which made even General Khari's 10-inch cock modest by comparison. Worse than that though was the sheer thickness of it. The thing was massive. It lolled like a giant, deranged lollipop of flesh. With a shudder and an inward prayer for this nightmare to end, the cute blonde prepared to try to take at least the tip of it into her mouth. She knew she could do that much.

"Wait," Azik grunted. "Untie the little cunt's wrists. Let me see if she is good with her hands." Nodding, Afua approached and undid the ropes around the girl's slender wrists. Amy sighed with relief as the chafing of the ropes vanished. She stared at that tall spear of impossibly rigid flesh. Now she gripped the base of General Azik's monstrous manhood with both hands and began flicking her head seductively along the tip of his massive dick, tasting where pre-cum already seeped from the tiny slit-opening at the top.

She groaned, vacuuming just the bulbous head of his prick between her lips. Sucking as hard as she possibly could, the sexy young blonde stroked the length of his thick shaft with both hands at the same time. She still couldn't believe the epic size of this man's penis. It was like sucking the dick of an elephant. Her blue eyes watered as she tried to take in as much of him as she conceivably could. Her breasts jiggled as she bobbed up and down madly with her efforts. Her pretty face contorted with the bulging cock rippling in her mouth. She moaned, fighting the gag reflex and trying to relax her throat to take more of him in. Soon she was drooling down the length of his cock, slurping wildly, desperately, as her hands lovingly stroked the base of his fully engorged penis, her tits flying up and down in time to her frantic slurps.

"Ahhh. Khari, this young bitch is a real treasure. I'll take her as part of my cut for this shipment."

'Oh my god,' Amy thought. Just when she didn't think her ordeal could possibly get any worse, it had. Would she just be passed off to this new madman like a piece of property?

"If you wish, Azik, she is all yours." Khari's tone was all generosity, yet there was a stoniness to his face which said it all: the man was pissed. His favorite slave captive had just been taken from him. Azik's hands gathered up Amy's luxuriant golden hair, holding it away from her face as she continued to slurp feverishly on his prick.

"Does this bitch have any other family on board?"

Grumpy about giving up his prized blonde cunt, Khari did not immediately reply. He had been letting Jennifer lounge on his lap on the couch, but now he thrust the naked girl onto her hands and knees between the two couches.

"Ass in the air, bitch. I want to rape your tight pussy again. Let's see how sore your piercing is."

"OHHHH!" Jen moaned. "Please, Sir, it's still so sore. It's supposed to have time to fully heal," she squealed. She tried not to clench up on Khari's invading cock as it spread her vaginal lips inexorably, moving inch by excruciating inch. The piercing in her clitoral hood brushed against her clit with each slow, deep thrust. Khari's impressive girth spread her pussy and filled it, stretching it as he sighed with contentment.

"Shall I pick up the pace, little cunt?" So saying, Khari slapped the girl's butt cheeks with his right hand. Jen flinched, her body unprepared for what came next. Now Khari abandoned all pretense of gentleness or slowness. His hips swept forward again and again and again as he fucked her brutally, his balls slapping against her thighs. He loved the way she moaned and squirmed, the metal piercing grazing her clit just so, forcing her to feel pleasure even as the swollen tissue was still too sore. Jen's plaintive moans sailed out over the ocean as she felt her pussy take a pummeling beyond what she thought she could ever endure. The sore burn in her pussy combined with traitorous arousal between her legs until her fluids began slickening Khari's savage cock despite everything.

"You like that, bitch? Tell me how much you LOVE having your General's cock deep up your American pussy!"

He grasped Jen's hair. The slender, pale-skinned girl with exquisitely shaped breasts could only moan more plaintively as he tugged her head back, forcing her to kiss him as he raped her hard from behind. Between awful, passionate kissing, Jennifer answered her captor.

"Yes, General, I love your cock deep in my American pussy. Fuck me so hard! Fuck my sore pussy. Pleeeeasse! UHH!!" Jen tried to say what she thought would please him. She'd grown familiar with how sadistic the General was. The reference to her sore pussy would be a major turn-on for the bastard, and if that made him gush sooner up her twat and leave her alone, then it was worth debasing herself. So she just went with it, grinding her cunt back against his stabbing manhood. General Azik meanwhile just admired the brunette's jiggling cones, noting how they too glinted with nipple piercings, making her lovely tits look that much sexier. Still, Azik's face darkened.

"You seem distracted...Little Brother. Shall I repeat my question?" Azik said, and there was warning in that tone.

While still fucking his captive, Khari tried to recover.

"Uh... uh... uh... Where were we? Uh!! Ah, forgive me. Uh... uh! You asked about the little blonde cunt. Yes, she has family. Her husband is below deck. I have given him as a toy to my younger sisters, Neka and Kunto. As for this one here," Khari growled, plunging his cock once more into her silky-soft pussy as her moans intensified, "this brunette bitch is the blonde's younger sister." Suddenly Khari's eyes narrowed suspiciously at his patron. "Why...do you ask?"

Amy was curious about that same question herself, not that she could voice her opinion. Not that these two brutal men would care. She slid her tongue up the side of Azik's cock and then re-smothered his saliva-coated shaft with her mouth, sucking deep and hard. Her delicate hands slid furiously up and down his big, black dick, pumping it with all the dedication of a sex slave who knows her life might hang in the balance.

"I ask because I want the younger sister and the husband too, as part of my share. I'll add them to my slave harem."

Relief flooded Amy. Whatever this other crazed General Azik might do to them, at least it would mean a reprieve for her poor husband. She couldn't stand the thought of seeing those two black harpies below deck cut off her husband's balls. Without needing any more prodding, and as if to show her gratitude to her new owner, Amy's pretty face contorted with effort on Azik's rigid length. She groaned with renewed dedication. She had managed now to get nearly one-third of his humongous dick down her throat. Her hands pumped him more and more furiously as she literally impaled her mouth on him, gurgling as bits of pre-cum seeped from the corners of her mouth and around the seal of her lips.