“There’s some fellas here who’ve been dying to make your acquaintance, Prestira Rasloraca. You’ll not want for quality company while you’re aboard my ship. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask. The Sea Serpents are always happy to accommodate our guests.” Two men grabbed me by the shoulders and dragged me from the cabin. They pulled me across the deck until we reached the hatch, and then pushed me down the blowjob steps, my body tumbling roughly to the wood floor. My eyes adjusted to the darkness of the hold. I wish they hadn’t. This was a slaver’s vessel, and the crew had taken stripping it upon themselves to “train” the slaves. At least thirty elf women and twenty Ardeni human women were in holding, their bodies secured like cattle in stockades. The smell was horrific, but the screams shaved were worse. Those that weren’t being tortured were being raped, and the unlucky few were receiving both accommodations. “These will be your quarters, Prestira.” Sneered an orc, “I hope they’re to your satisfaction.” “They could use some drapes, maybe a few decorative pillows-” my witty comment was cut short by vicious slap across the face. My head spun to the side, my neck straining with whiplash. I was dragged into a pen between two dawn-elves who were being filled by three men each. Their emerald eyes were glazed over, their scarlet hair was matted and crusted, and their olive flesh was marred with scores of welts, bruises, and burns. They operated instinctively, their minds long gone. They writhed and screamed and gushed their orgasms, doggystyle then obediently swallowed what had been deposited in their mouths, and opened for the next man. The orc chained my pussy wrists to a loop in the deck, then bolted my ankle shackles to the floor. I was forced in a bent over position, my legs spread wide. The pen gate shut behind me, and the bolt snapped into place with metallic twang. He understood its significance right away. Trish stood there naked, not knowing what stripping to say. He made it back to the desktop by the third and final tap, and found himself being greeted by.. Savannah twirled her ponytail in her fingers and bounced up and down on her tiptoes as she asked me, “do you like my outfit? Okay. He pushed me back onto his bed and shaved pulled off my pants and boxers. His fingertip pushed deeper, and she made a gagging sound, but the panic faded quickly, once she got used to the feel of him inside her ass. I gasped and squirmed, my toes curling as I whimpered. “But you won't be after this!” She leaned in harder. Her hips began to rock, her legs were restless, her pussy was overheating. As I said, Melanie was beautiful. He didn't hold her like he did last night, he didn't kiss her back like he did last night. “Thanks, boyfriend . You won’t regret this!” Megan said happily, gathering her stuff together. “Now blowjob because ah thought maybe ah didn’t explain tae rules properly, ye get off light this time.” He gently pressed the narrow tip doggystyle of the plug to her asshole pussy and gave it a steady push, watching up close as her anus was stretched open to accept it, enjoying Tegan’s gentle moan as it reached the widest point then disappeared inside her.