Pete struggled to free himself from the grips of these thugs, but it was futile, repeated punches to his face and stomach had him reeling and gasping for breath. He saw the Asian leader, who took a liking to Laura immediately. His lady was known to have had trysts with other females, which was fine with him. It made that much more sweeter when she rode his cock into next week.
When Pete was knocked to the ground, he could feel the blood coming out of his nose, as the gang looked down at him with ominous sneers. They spread out his hands and legs and bound his wrists and ankles with strong rope to the four metal pegs they hammered into the wooden deck. Then two of them got a firm hold of his shorts and ripped them from his body. Meanwhile, the female leader, Loretta, had taken Laura into the cabin. Lying naked in front of the gang of men, he heard the leader earlier tell them not to take him, she wanted to save his ass for later. But now, one of the pirates stood over him and began manipulating his cock with his foot. "Get it nice and hard for us, slave." Pete pleaded for them to let them go, they meant them no harm. Instead they mocked him. "Winey little faggot!" As his cock grew, one of the men picked up a long flogger. The same who was standing over him took out his cock and began lowering his crotch toward Pete's face, as the other man stood over him holding the whip.
"Open up slave!" Now his massive dick was pressing against Pete's mouth. One of the other men crouched down and twisted his right nipple. When he cried out, the cock was pushed into his mouth. "Suck that dick!!....Take it all in. You're going to suck all our cocks by the time you're done. We can't fuck your ass, but your mouth is fair game. While the first cock was fucking Pete's mouth, the other began whipping him. Pete's mouth was so full, that his protests were muffled. All the men, at least ten of them took turns, fucking and whipping the bound man. By the time they were done, welts covered his thighs and calves, and his cock was bleeding. Cum was covering his face and torso.
Finally, Pete was untied, and dragged to his knees. One of them clenched his fist; there was nothing Pete could do to stop the punch that knocked him cold.