The excruciating butt-fucking Pete took left him anguishing, but then he heard them discussing what they'd like to do to Laura. I had a strong feeling Loretta would protect her as best she could. Our yacht was now being towed by the pirate ship, and I sensed a slow down. That was right after I was dunked in the ocean. They had to clean me up, they said.

"Ah, we're home," One of men cheered. All of them hustled off the large vessel. My wrists were bound behind, I was blindfolded and gagged and led forward by someone who had a hold of the rope around my balls.

"What ya got here?" ..."A couple of new slaves, fresh off a yacht."...A yacht?... must be some rich folks."...."Yeah but we don't need their money."....Fucked them yet?"..."Him, not her, fuckin boss lady wants her to herself, although we reminded her about sharing,"..."Fucking A!"..."Well well, I see Loretta's got the cunt in hand."..."Looks like a great piece of tail."..."Yup!"

I couldn't see where we were, but I heard the guy who was leading talk to another. "Here Roscoe, take our new slaveboy to his tent."