Don’t resist. You love the taste, don’t you? Admit it! You love the taste of Britney’s anus! You can’t help it. You’re a slut, just like her... and that’s a good thing! I’m frankly glad that the hypocrisy of sluts pretending to be something else is behind us, just as surely as I am behind you while ravishing you!” I took Ariana harder with each stroke and pushed her tongue into Britney’s puckered ring.“Yeah, bitch, you know that you love this, honey! Admit it, princess ... you’re a hussy just. Your room is down this way, isn’t it?”“Yes,” I said with a lump in my throat. “Do you want to go and check it out?”“Sure. I’m kind of tired of my own room.”After we reached my room, we sat down on the bed while he absorbed his surroundings. Then suddenly, I felt a pulse of shock from Joey that almost made me jump to my feet.“What’s the mat...” I said, following his eyes to the painting of him entering my ass for the first time.I instantly regretting keeping those paintings in my room. I didn’t. The ropes were being untied. But before she could kick out, her ankles were roughly pulled together, and something cold and metal was wrapped around each ankle. She tried to kick, but within a few inches, she felt metal bite into her ankle. The cuffs had a mere six inches of chain between them. It would be enough to allow her to stumble. But not enough to run anywhere.The hands then moved to lift her off the bed, but almost immediately. She was moved and leant forwards. Her hips were on the. You are theirs, now." His hand gestured towards the foul-smelling horde of men gathering around us. I began to weep, knowing that he was right. "Take him below, to his bed," said the Captain to the men holding the cabin boy. "And the woman is yours. Do not kill her or injure her permanently, but make her suffer as you will." Then the Red Devil turned his back on me and walked away. I screamed and screamed but I might as well have been pleading to a stone wall. The Captain had abandoned me. I.