Claiming Alice

"Shhh, save your pleading." He wrapped a huge hand around her slender throat and clamped down, not hard enough to hinder her breathing but hard enough to let her know just who was in control. "I'm just getting started."

Alice instantly stilled. Fear and lust warred within her. She was acutely aware of the perilousness of the circumstance. Yet his dominance seemed to call to that deep dark place within. As if in a trance, she did nothing to stop him when he gradually worked her skirt up. Not even when, having reached the top of her legs and pushed past her silky bloomer, he dipped his fingers between the folds of her sex.

He dove through her golden curls to find the slick opening and plunged inside. Alice bit her lip to stifle a moan, trying to ignore the rush of heat and moisture that flooded her thighs. Her whole body trembled and this time she was quite sure it wasn't from fear.

"Mmm, so ripe and ready. You like being treated like the wanton little harlot that you are, don't you?" A blush warmed her cheeks. He knew. Those piercing blue eyes saw right through her. That this man, this stranger, should guess her darkest secret was both exciting and alarming.

When he pulled his hand away, she whimpered in protest. He raised his hand before her face she could see proof of her excitement glistening on his fingers. Even in the dim moonlight she could make out the knowing smile that appeared on the sailor's face. "Not to worry greedy girl. By the time we're done with you all of your holes will be well satisfied.'

It took a moment for the meaning of his words to penetrate Alice's lustful haze. All her holes. Surely that wasn't really done. Was it?

"Please," she whimpered around the hand still encircling her throat.

"Please yes or please no?" He taunted but at that moment she truly did not know which. Then his lips came crashing down upon hers and she had her answer.

Yes, yes, yes!

It was a claiming kiss, full of burning passion and wild abandon. The sensation of his lips against hers made her head spin as if she had drunk too much champagne, drawing her deeper under his erotic spell. So when his tongue sought entrance she willingly parted her lips to allow him access to the warm cavern of her mouth. She kissed him back, tentatively at first. He tasted of spiced rum and exotic lands and it emboldened her to feast more deeply on his succulent lips.

The arms that were steadily drawing her closer were like bands of steel. They held her up on her suddenly unsteady legs. Eagerly, his free hand slid back between her thighs. His tongue slipped in and out of her mouth with the same rhythm as the fingers that delved into her quim, driving her mad. If the stiff erection prodding her belly was any indication he was in the grips of the same madness. He let out a deep groan as more of her cream poured onto his hand.

The delirium increased as Alice felt a low vibration starting deep inside her. That feeling she had been striving for between her cold sheets on those long lonely nights loomed large. It grew until she was on the verge of some measureless precipice, the ecstatic shore just within sight-

"Ahem." The harsh rumble of Angus clearing his throat reached them. The sound jolted them both back to their senses. "Very subtle but do you think you might give someone else a go while we're still young."

"Still young? That ship sailed long ago, Angus, you old hound. But I haven't forgotten our arrangement, equal shares of the plunder." Henry broke the connection and unceremoniously released his grip round her waist. Without his support she crumpled to the ground at his feet. "There you go lads. I think you'll find the lady much more biddable now."

The trio circled her, laughing at the look of lust and confusion written all over her face. They loomed over her, their rapacious stares stripping her bare. Surrounded by big burly men, Alice felt small and vulnerable.

The feeling of vulnerability only grew as they began to fumble with the fall of their breeches. Before long she was confronted by three very lively cocks springing up before her eyes. They looked menacing in size, casting long shadows on the alley wall.

Her eyes darted back and forth between the imposing organs, torn between fear and fascination. She had never seen male members that close before. They varied slightly in length and girth but each were topped with angry purple caps. Before she could examine them further, one was being pressed between her lips.

"Open your mouth." A gruff voice instructed.

Despite her trepidation, Alice obeyed. She was willing to do anything they asked if only these men would give her the satisfaction she so desperately sought. As the thickly veined shaft slipped inside her mouth she relished the salty taste that exploded on her tongue but she was not given much time to savor. With a hand fastened around the nape of her neck, the cock's owner forced it deeper down her throat, not caring when she began to gag and sputter. Ignoring her muffled protests, he used her mouth for his pleasure, thrusting with a rapid tempo.

In spite of the rough assault, she caught on quickly, learning to breathe through her nose and expand her throat. Just as she was getting used to the driving rhythm the first cock was pulled from her mouth and another was being fed between her lips. This one was not quite as long but the tip was even thicker. She struggled to wrap her swollen lips around the added girth before it too was being shoved down her throat.

Licking, sucking, nibbling. Alice took on whatever cock that was placed before her, not caring who it belonged to. Lost in the act, she was enjoying the words of praise and grunts of approval that rained down on her. She hardly noticed the rough stone pavement biting into her knees or the unshed tears the welled up in her baby blue eyes. Emboldened by their praise, she took as much of the length down her aching throat and then drew it out to swirl her tongue around the thick tip. All the while her hands were busy stroking whatever shaft was within reach.

As she worked the insistent throbbing between her legs was becoming unbearable. Alice couldn't ignore it any longer. Before she knew what she was about a hand was trailing down her body so she could secretly part the petals of her sex. Her searching fingers found the flesh there soaking wet and swollen.

She easily located her clit and let out her frustration on the hard, aching bud. The friction was divine. Delving deeper, she slipped a finger into her snug channel. After a few seconds a faint orgasm rippled through her. It pulsed around her slender digit but ended all too soon. The fleeting pleasure only served to frustrate her further, making her feel empty, desperate to be filled by something more substantial.

The men must have heard her whimpers as she suddenly felt her hand being yanked away by an ironlike grip on her wrist. She looked up to find Henry's deep blue eyes boring down on her. "Naughty thing. We'll be deciding if and when you receive pleasure. Is that clear?"

"Yes." Alice answered with a submissive pout.

"There now, how shall we help the little harlot learn her lesson?" Henry dragged her to her feet and led her further down the alley. They had to dodge heaps of garbage- rotting fish, broken glass, piles of what she hoped was dog waste. The place was vile. Yet the filthy surroundings seemed a fitting place for the kind of acts that these coarse sailors had in store for her. Before she could question just what those acts might be her slender body was being lifted and tossed onto a rough wooden crate.

"Hold her down." Henry gestured to Angus. Crouching at one end of the box, he wrapped his hands around her wrists and held them above her head. "Don't let her go anywhere."

Angus's weathered face hovered above hers, a savage expression only partially shadowed by his thick red beard. "Gladly." He grunted and the already vicelike grip on her wrist tightened further.

Henry settled between her legs, spreading them wide. A lascivious smile curled his lips before he dipped his head between her parted thighs. She had no notion what he was about until she felt the wet heat of his mouth press against the burning flesh of her quim. The teasingly soft friction of his tongue was as shocking as it was pleasing. When it fluttered across her sensitive clit her spine arched violently, nearly lifting her straight off the crate.

Slowly, deliberately, he lapped up the dew that clung to the honey blonde curls of her sex. Before long her hips were jerking involuntarily. Pressing forward, she sought more contact with the silky pleasure of his mouth. But every time she would bring herself closer he would retreat slightly, leaving her just on the brink of satisfaction. He repeated the process again and again, punishing her with thwarted pleasure until she was groaning with frustration and thrashing against the hands that held her firmly in place.

"Enough dallying, Henry." Angus practically barked into her ear. He released her wrists so that he could reach out and grab the smooth swell of her breast. "She's as wet as the tropics and twice as hot. Let's have her already!"

"What do you say pretty one, you ready for the fucking of your life?" Henry asked with a dashingly incorrigible grin, her juices still glistening on his chin. Though her cheeks burned with embarrassment she nodded her head yes. In truth, she had never been so ready for anything in her entire life.

In a flash he positioned himself so that his cock- longer and harder than anything Alice's heated imagination had dared to dream up in her nocturnal fantasies- was poised at the place she longed to be filled. Dragging it along the seam of her quim, he collected the dew there and then drove it home.

The delicate flesh yielded to his driving force, piercing her to the core and pulling a keening cry from her lips. He gave her only a short time to adjust before setting a slow but steady pace. Still sore from her recent deflowering, the continued barrage was a delightful torment to her aching cunt. Yet a primal urge was beginning to take hold. Slow and steady just wouldn't do. She wanted- scratch that- needed something fiercer.

"Harder, faster!" Alice demanded boldly. To which Henry chuckled deep in his throat. Needing no further encouragement, he pounded her until the wooden crate beneath them creaked and groaned with each impact.

Abruptly her world was being overturned. When it stopped Alice found herself firmly planted atop him. Using a firm hold on her hips he lifted her up and slammed her down onto his cock with alarming speed. She clutched his shoulders for dear life, gripping the course material of his shirt as he fucked her roughly. Soon she was rocking her hips back against him, finding her own delightful rhythm.

"That's right, ride my cock you wanton little slut." Henry roared, his voice coming out as a low, throaty rumble.

Alice did as she was told riding Henry's staff with mindless determination. In the corner of her eye she could see the other two men stroking their cocks purposefully as they watched the wanton display. The scandalous audience only served to fuel her ardor. Suddenly Henry reached between them and captured her clit in his fingers and pinched hard. The powerful sensation sent her hurtling headlong into her release. Lost in rapture, she nearly sobbed with relief as waves of pleasure crashed around her. Beneath her Henry swore under his breath but didn't stop thrusting into her.

"Well Sam, what are you waiting for?" He gestured towards the sailor who stood over them. "What'll it be lad, heads or tails?"

The silent sailor quickly acted to carry out the order. Before Alice could blink his stiff cock was being thrust in her face. She gazed higher to find him glowering down on her with that sinister smile. When the tip was presented before her lips she took it into her mouth eagerly and sucked on the salty length. Despite her willingness he still wrapped a fist around her hair to make sure that she had no choice but to swallow him whole.

The two sailors took her from fore and aft in a brisk seesawlike motion. Every time the man beneath her increased his pace it shoved the cock in her mouth deeper down her throat. The depravity of being filled from both ends thrilled her to the core. It was so very wicked, so very wrong. Yet it felt so right.

"Hell's bells. That's a tight cunny." Henry uttered between clenched teeth.

"I reckon I ken a place that's even tighter." A broguish voice came from close behind.

Over her shoulder Alice saw Angus approaching from the rear. The savage Scotsman spit in his palm and proceeded to pump his lengthy shaft. Dropping to his knees, he grabbed her hips roughly. A second later she felt the bulbous tip pressing against her last remaining opening. Alice's eyes grew wide. Lust swiftly gave way to sheer panic. Surely there was no way she could take him on as well. Yet the well-hung brute seemed to think otherwise.

Without further ado he took his rampant cock and rammed into her ass. Not slid or placed but rammed, breaching her final maidenhead with ruthless determination. Onward he pressed, opening her up inch by agonizing inch, stretching her to her limits. Her body resisted, muscles tightening, fighting against the foreign invasion. Still he continued to violate her forbidden passage.

She tried to cry out in pain but her screams were silenced by the presence of the cock in her mouth. Desperately Alice bucked, redoubling her efforts to resist but the men held her tightly. She was no match for their combined strength. Like sharks in well chummed waters, her struggles seemed to drive the men into a kind of feeding frenzy.

"Hush now. Don't try to fight it, love. You know this is what you want. What you've been craving." Henry whispered in a dangerously seductive tone.

Was he right? It did seem that greater the pain and degradation she suffered the greater the pleasure she felt in return. Heaven help her, she wanted them to treat her even more savagely. The more savage they were the better it felt.

Her body ached as she was forced to accommodate all three men at once. There was no use denying it, she was completely helpless to their will. She could barely move. She could only take what they gave her. All the fight drained from her then and was replaced by a profound feeling of acceptance. Once her mind acknowledged the truth her body swiftly followed. Her muscles went slack. As she relaxed the pain in her backside lessened and was replaced by an unexpectedly pleasurable pressure.

As the three men drilled her with their engines of destruction the pendulum swung from pain to pleasure and back again. The repeated shifting of sensations left her mind reeling and her body humming. Having all her holes used for the pleasure of others felt deliciously naughty. Whatever would her father say if he could see her now?

The sailors offered up still more sexual punishment. With alternating rhythm, they took her from every angle. Her petite frame was being tossed about like a cork on an angry sea. They were growing more demanding by the second, sweat dripping off their muscular bodies.

Rough hands were everywhere, digging into her tender flesh, holding her captive to their grasping desires. One pair reached out to clamp around her waist, another groped at her behind while still another grabbed her breasts and squeezed until she chirped in pain. Her body was overstimulated. There were too many sensations assailing her and yet not enough.

Samuel pulled his cock from her mouth. "Tell us you like being used like a cheap whore." He ordered, having suddenly found his voice. "Beg us for it."

When she didn't answer fast enough he slapped her face. "Say it!"

"Please I beg you, fuck me harder! Use me for your pleasure. I want you to." She spoke the truth. Her voice was so harsh with need that she barely recognized it as her own. The cock slid back into her mouth and the men did as they were directed, keen to follow her sinful request.

Transported out of herself, Alice felt disconnected from her body like she was floating just overhead. She saw herself from above, her slender frame suspended between three muscular ruffians as they used and debased her battered body. She watched herself buck shamelessly against them, matching them thrust for thrust like a common whore. The image pushed her over the edge once more.

Electric bliss coursed through her, causing her frame to twist and tremble uncontrollably. Mind numbing, toe curling pleasure took hold. The kind of pleasure she had been searching for her whole life. The magnitude of it almost frightened her. Stars burst in the darkness behind her eyes as her body writhed wildly. Alice let out a muffled scream which vibrated around the shaft lodged in her throat.

She was still in the throes of orgasm when she felt the large Scotsman roughly withdraw from her ass. He came into his pleasure with a triumphant howl, covering her backside with spurts of sticky white cum.

Next thing she knew, her head was being tilted so that the cock in her mouth could slide deeper. It seemed to swell and twitch as it drove into her once more. Seconds later warm, briny seed hit the back of her throat in powerful spurts. She choked on the strong elixir but still managed to swallow. Only after she had gulp down the last drop did the hands supporting her let her slump to the ground.

She lay there breathless, her body exhausted, her mind reeling. Yet still she craved more. Abruptly a hand wrapped around her now tangled curls so that she was forced to look up.

"Had enough, lass?" Henry studied her.

"Never!" She stared straight back at him brazenly.

"Good, cuz I'm not done with you yet." His words came out rough with untamed lust.

The grip on her hair tightened so that she was forced onto her knees. Henry continued to drag her until they were before a big pile of discarded nets. With a hard shove she tumbled onto the soft heap of ropes. He was upon her in an instant. Still weak and pliant from her last release she did nothing to resist as he doubled her over so that her legs were hitched around his shoulders.

Before she could brace herself, he was sliding back into her. The angle allowed for even deeper penetration as he fucked her mercilessly. She opened her mouth to cry out for mercy but he silenced her with a kiss. His lips were like fire. They crushed against hers til she could hardly breathe for the sheer intensity.

When he finally did let her catch a breath she used it to beg for more. He drove in and out of her snug passage, hurting her in a most delightful way. She rocked against him as, over and over, she was impaled on his hard length. Driven by a sudden impulse to touch him, she reached out to wrench his shirt open. Her fingertips explored the newly revealed expanse of his chest, tracing the dark twisting lines of the tattoo along his firm pecks. She pressed her hand there to feel the sturdy thumping of his heart beneath her palm.

"Look at me." He commanded and she obeyed. When their eyes collided she instantly slipped into the vast blue depths. Just as she had feared it was her undoing.

The final climax surprised her, stealing the air from her lungs. It stretched on and on until she was sure she would drown in the torturous bliss. He was coming too, his cock twitching and spurting inside her, drenched her thighs in cream. For one ecstatic instant it was as if they were one, united in mutual pleasure. Soaring to the same dizzying heights. The alley around them melted away as together they rode out the last shuddery pulses of ecstasy until eventually they were obliged to sink back onto this earthly plane.

The sailor atop her heaved a heavy sigh and slumped over. Pinned beneath his firm weight Alice felt giddy from the power of her release. Her body was achy all over and sore in places she hadn't even known were there. But all that was overshadowed by the overriding feeling of contentment that had settled over her. Finally she had the sexual satisfaction she had been chasing.