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Great way to keep a collection of women away from prying eyes :)

I'm gonna need a bigger boat :D
On your boat the girls check in but they don't check out!
 
Along these lines, any good pirate pics or stories anyone can find? Lovely girl trapped on a boat with a bunch of guys who've been at sea way too long.
 
Well a certain Eulalia who may or may not be related or connected in any way with our own had a run in with river pirates in the course of her adventures on another world...

Along The Pleasure Road

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Eulalia had been handed over to low ranking squire, a strapping young man with flame red hair who stripped her and bound her in chains and led her half way down the Ascent to Heaven. There she was made to kneel helpless while the Bloated Pirate Foneh came up to claim his prize. The man stood at the boundaries of his fortifications amidst his warriors, a heaving mountain of flesh among lean wolves.

Eulalia could feel the man’s gaze hot upon her as she knelt. The iron about her clasped like pincers, too tightly and yet just right for the moment. She was she knew beautiful, she was she knew the prize over which men had fought, been mutilated and died. She was she knew nothing more than a slave, her eyes forever downcast unless given permission to look into the face of a freeman by her Master. She had been high and now she was low, in status, in geographical location and in posture, a dangerous giggle threatened and Eulalia suppressed it into a sigh.

“My Lord Foneh, Master of many men and champion of his robust flesh, I bring you tribute from Prince Zonegan, Regent of Par, Head held to Heaven and Master of the Waters, I present Eulalia the slave girl from Earth, the finest captive in two hundred and fifty kingdoms,” Declared her escort.

There followed a long silence. The air here was chill and yet the sun was warm. Eulalia could feel her body heat and shiver by parts depending on whether it knew light or shade. She made herself hold still even as the posture itself not simply the conditions became an ever greater torment.

“Crawl to me, crawl to me slut, crawl to me like the slave worm you are,” Commanded Foneh at last.

Eulalia did as she was bid, it was hard to move, her wrists were behind her and her legs bound at ankle and thigh. The posture forced movement into a curious twisting shuffle, a great deal of effort to move scant paces. She was bathed in her sweat long before she passed in among the wicked beams with razor edged blades standing forth from where they had been hammered in hiltways. A man grabbed her and held her up to the gaze of her new Master and for a moment Eulalia wondered if that look in his eyes meant that he was simply going to have her tossed to lie broken and bleeding across the vicious spikes of one of the chevaux?

“The girl pleases me, you are fortunate, tell your Prince he may have his road back,” Said Foneh and signalled his aide to lean down and scoop the helpless Eulalia up. She rode away over his shoulder, her rump and cunt presenting to Par as she departed that place forever.

Eulalia was now taken aboard one of the small ships the pirates used and placed inside a cage that barely allowed her the room to sit or curl up lying down. For a long while she was left to her own devices as the pirates gathered up the loot they had taken from their raids on the hinterlands of Par and in various small skirmishes and loaded themselves back aboard the fleet. Then they set sail hurriedly, it seemed they had no desire to hang around and tangle with the united forces of the Prince even with most of his best troops away.

Yet the voyage was not long. The pirates it seemed did not dare the waters of even this relatively benign stream after dark. The pirate band had a few women. Cowed beaten things who trembled as they walked. Even in her nudity Eulalia stood out amongst them. Though she did her best to appear meek and submissive she quickly gained the feeling her very beauty was felt as a rebuke by these men.

Led before Foneh the pirate chieftain she knelt quickly and hoped that her fate would be mild though she trembled also with a simmering too long pent up excitement. She was so helpless! She was so very available.

“I am told you can dance, dance for my Earth Girl, dance and if you can stir Foneh’s cock you may live,” Commanded the Brigand. And so Eulalia danced. It was the motion that was important. She remained careful not to cross eyes with a man but she also made sure to sway towards each of the crew of the ship at some point in her dance. She danced and the language of her body spoke of sex and submission. She pranced and her limbs spoke of desire and longing. She tumbled and rolled and made sure to display her vibrant moist sex and proud pert breasts as she did so.

She fully expected it when Foneh ordered, “Come Earth Slut, plant yourself on Foneh’s cock, pleasure him so you might live.” Eulalia did as she was bid. It was surprisingly easy. The man himself was gross but the situation utterly thrilling,. She gripped him without hands and in one, two, three quick shudders he came almost on the instant, she held him in her yet awhile but he soon slipped out spent and used.

Eulalia waited in that great lap, poised against the rolling belly as big if not bigger than her entire body ready for his next command. Yet when it came it was not to her, “I am done with her for now, take her back to the cage, see that she is fed and watered,” He described her care as he would that of an animal but Eulalia expected that now she was a slave.

Sleeping in the cage, on a boat that even when tied up rocked with the current was not easy after so long in soft beds. Still Eulalia dozed fitfully. She awoke with the dawn to watch the pirates set sail for the main river once more. Being in a cage is not the most exciting past time but Eulalia did feel a certain thrill when she looked up through hair veiled eyes and caught one of the crew gazing lustfully at her.

Several times once they were under way she watched a pirate take a woman and rut her, frequently in full view of the others. They were not tender or considerate lovers, nor did they seem to display much skill or stamina but they took what they wanted and when done with it they shoved the woman back in her corner.

Eulalia was taken out of her cage and handed over to several women who made sure to wash her from head to toe with river water before she again danced for the crew and straddled their chief that night. She gathered from those snatches of conversation that took place in the Bisyari tongue she was familiar with that the Pirate Foneh intended to take her to an island in the river where brigands gathered to trade and see if he could sell her. She heard much mention of the “Mountain of Silver” that the Prince had paid for her.

If Eulalia had expected her days to continue in the same manner though she was swiftly disabused, on the third night the Bloated Pirate told her, “My crew grow impatient for the fruits of your beauty princess, now you have satisfied me you must satisfy them.”

Eulalia, nodded meekly, “Yes My Lord I shall do as you command,” She was stunned when a sudden blow sent her reeling across the deck. “I gave you no permission to speak, keep quiet wench until bidden,” Roared Foneh. Eulalia for her part was still lying there when the first pirate pressed upon her and her raping began.

Yet she was equal to the task. In fact she welcomed it. Even as man after man tried to best her body she took all they offered and was ready to offer more in return. Most of the pirates were wildly excited by this but Foneh seemed rather to be enraged. In the midst of what was shaping up to be three men at once he suddenly ordered Eulalia taken back to her cage. She could almost feel the waves of sulk emanating from his being.

Then for three more nights that was how it went. Eulalia would dance for Foneh, bring him off with her pussy and then be passed around the rest of the men until the pirate captain became stroppy about it and ordered her back to her cage. Eulalia quite liked it. She had a bounce in her step whenever she had the chance to walk. She knew from experience that she would need a rest from such sessions eventually, though since most of the pirates were gifted in neither size nor stamina and Foneh kept cutting things short she felt it would be a while yet.

Then one night instead of the cage, “You insolent bitch, tie her up and give her a dozen from the snake,” Foneh ordered referring to a whip named after a waterborne predatory serpent. Eulalia dripping with seed, more from the men who had missed their shots than because she was loose in any way, was hauled up and then her arms were hauled above her. These were bound and then a winch used to raise her up against the mast.

That was when the flogging began. It hurt. There was never any point in pretending it did not hurt but it did not break the skin. The pirates needed to be able to sell Eulalia after all. Eulalia screamed and jerked on her ropes and kicked and then screamed some more. When they were done Foneh asked.

“So wench learned your lesson?”

“Yes Master, thank you for teaching me Master,” She replied she only then realised she had made a mistake.

“Two dozen more, whip the hide off of her,” Ordered Foneh though three dozen strokes from what was a relatively light whip would hardly do that. When he decided despite her begging and pleading otherwise that she was still too uppity there followed another three dozen strokes and some of these did draw blood.

“The rasper, use the rasper,” Ordered Foneh beginning to at last enjoy the evening’s proceedings. Some of the pirates objected but he was determined whatever the potential cost in prize money. This whip certainly made more of an impact, the metal heads of each thong curling around her torso and biting deep in her breasts and ribs or slowly, fleck by fleck laying her back raw. Eulalia could not be sure how many blows she took from this. She passed out somewhere in the twenties.

They left her to hang the night. She awoke to find her wrists, elbows and shoulder joints were agony but this pain paled compared to a raw sea of fire that was her broken skin. It did not help that insect like things were crawling all over her, not biting deep but helping themselves to the feast of fluid leaking from her wounds.

Foneh was again in a foul mood when he woke. He looked upon Eulalia and asked, “Wench do you yet know your place wench?” Eulalia guessed that he simply wanted down cast eyes and no answer.

Again it seemed she had guessed wrong.

“Keel haul the bitch,” Roared the pirate and she was taken lashed and made to watch as ropes were thrown over the prow and allowed to drift back along the current. Then they were taken up at the stern and while a team of rope haulers got themselves organised she was bound to the heavy cord.

“No please no,” A moment’s panic overtook her at the thought of being plunged under water but she was unceremoniously shoved over the side nevertheless. Instinct took over and Eulalia kicked her way to the surface. She just had time to draw breath and suddenly her wrists were tugged down and back into the murky flood.

She found herself in a world of dark green and felt in horror water forcing itself through her nostrils and into her. She desperately forced herself not to try and spit it back out aware that the reflex would in fact only make things worse. How she managed this in the face of her complete panic she never knew, it came from within her, somewhere deeper than reason went. For that first tug halted and left her suspended beneath the hull, not along the keel exactly but bobbing against the ship’s underside.

Then came another wrenching pull, both longed for because it gave her the prospect of returning to the air and feared as it rasped her against the odd shell fish clinging to the wood and challenged her ability to keep her mouth closed. Than another interminable pause in which the horror of drowning grew, then another tug and then finally air, sweet precious air, she gasped and cried with pleasure at being able to breathe again.

“Know your place woman?”

“Yes Master I am scum, please Master spare me,” Eulalia begged, she was a little shocked at herself but then she really did not want to face the plunge again.


Save inevitably she did. Again down into that not quite dark. Again being crushed and pulled and the feeling of her lungs burning, yearning for the air, to make matter worse this traverse seemed longer or maybe her mind was simply running faster. Still she had plenty of time to savour the terror.

Worse no sooner had she come up than Foneh again dismissed her to the deep. This time she really was drowning. There was too little air in her lungs and the water forced inside her throat making her choke which only allowed more water in and she was seeing sparks in front of her eyes and she knew she was dying when at last she again found herself in daylight.

“Leave her to hang by her thumbs, the wench will learn manners eventually,” Decided Foneh. Eulalia almost thanked her captors as they tied her to a boom winch and raised her high in the air. She was just so grateful to be aloft in the sweet air. She held her tongue however afraid that any word would see her condemned.

After a few hours of delicious agony on the rope the pirates put into a small turn of the river where the bank shelved like a beach. They started to unload various stores and implements and dig firepits and Eulalia wondered what they would do to her now? That they would do something was clear, nothing she seemed able to do would satisfy them. She was somewhat relieved when she was not taken to one of the roasting trenches but felt a slight quiver of fear or was it anticipation as she was led to a largish boulder swept up by some long ago flood.

Her wrists were bound into manacles and forced above her head. A pirate standing atop the rock took hold of the chains and ran a rope through so he could safely lift them for another man who took a chisel and set it just below the chain links, first he used a hammer to seat the chisel and then a long handled mallet to pound it home so that the hooked flange caught the chain against the rock leaving Eulalia suspended so that she could not quite touch the ground with her heels in a way that meant that while she appeared to be standing actually weight rested on her ankles or her wrists but never truly her feet.

The pirates then left her without any further comment while they returned to their party which had food, drink and properly broken women. Eulalia had for company only her thirst, the heat of the sun and the insects that carefully attended her sweat and the blood and lymph from her wounds. Oh and she had the river water for company. She soon realised that there were things spying on her from the murky depths.

She waited, increasingly half delirious listening to the sounds of raucous male pleasure and female despair from behind her. The creatures eying her no longer confined themselves to the depths though they yet remained wary. Some were coming right to just below the surface, even letting their high mounted eyes break the surface as they examined this possible morsel. In the meantime she felt her skin crawl as if she were being eaten alive by the insects that now teemed and swarmed across her invading her parts and crevices with growing daring as they learned she could not defend herself beyond shaking her head and writhing in urgent, relentless frustration.

Yet it was impossible to keep that up all day and not grow exhausted, she was sure though that something would wake her in the night.

She was not surprised when she awoke and something large and slimy was crawling up her. She was confused that she could not see it for she knew it to be right in front of her. She could hear the great heavy breaths and feel its weight pressing her back against the rock. She wanted to scream, to fight, to resist in some way but she was so tired, so much she could not even move her head but simply hung there waiting for the first bite of massive misshapen jaws to close about poor helpless Eulalia her only choice now was to flee into her own mind.

“Lalia, My goddess wake please Lalia we are here,” It was familiar words in a familiar tongue, it made for a nice dream.

“Julya?” Asked Eulalia looking at the swathed face peering down upon her. There was a loud ringing in her ears and uncomfortable shudders ran through her arms.

“Julya? No I am Cordry, Dotta’s body sister, you are his blood sister and Julya is his band sister and his second oh yes, we are family not so?” The voice sounded friendly in that Krish way where friendship was married with the prospect of going and killing someone else.

“Oh, I wanted to dream about Julya, sorry for disturbing you Cordry,” Said Eulalia sinking back against the rock, it was not as fun a dream as she had hoped and by the smell she had shit herself in her pain and fear while she slept, she doubted the river pirates would grant her the chance to clean up before her next tortures.

Something brushed her torso lifting her and Eulalia started, remembering the things coming from the river. Yet the figure was not slimy or fish like or reptilian but female and swathed much like Cordry who was working noisily with some tool on her chains.

“Lalia, Lalia you need to wake up, we need to take you from here to somewhere we can safely tend your wounds, Lalia my, oh wake up you dumb bitch!” Cordry snapped though by now Eulalia felt quite awake if not exactly with it, that loud pounding really was not helping her focus her aching head.

“Oh My God,” Eulalia said it first in English and then rather more loosely translated in Krish, “You’re for real!”

“Yes we are for real, we have been watching the pirates for days, since we heard they were besieging the city of Par for an Earth Girl, we thought it might be you,” Said the Krish woman.

“But, but I’m a slave now, should you be helping me?” Asked Eulalia in sudden dismay.

“Well you are Goddess, what are the odds that the Band of Cordry would be close enough to come to your rescue if you did not mean us to?” It took a less than entirely clear Eulalia a few goes around before she worked out that Cordry was referring to the Goddess who the Krish believed Eulalia formed the mortal portion of.

“Oh,” Was the entirely profound response to that long conversation, then she wondered why the pirates had allowed them so long to chat especially with all this noise?

“Oh we have killed all the ones on the beach and my brothers and sisters are killing those on the ships even now,” Said Cordry cheerfully in a tone which was more suited to waving off a favour, “So you really must come with us, there is no one to work your ships.”

“Oh, right,” Eulalia began and then a horrified thought struck her, “What about the women?”

“Oh we killed them too, no need for extra mouths,” Cordry dismissed the fate of non-Krish as insignificant, Eulalia could have wept.

Not that there was any desire to fight as she was freed from her bonds. Then she was washed in river water made far less scary now fierce Krish warriors with spears and blades stood between her and whatever lurked there and then taken ashore born across the mud by stout warriors. Then she was laid in a travois and wrapped in blankets before the Krish began to head out of the valley to their preferred desert haunts once again.


....really must repost that in full sometime- a rodent mutters
 
Along these lines, any good pirate pics or stories anyone can find? Lovely girl trapped on a boat with a bunch of guys who've been at sea way too long.

I do have the storybook for Dofantasy EVIL CREW but its way too big (7.40 MB) so I don't think I could upload it here.
 
I do have the storybook for Dofantasy EVIL CREW but its way too big (7.40 MB) so I don't think I could upload it here.
Have you tried compressing it as a zipfile or something similar?
 
I do have the storybook for Dofantasy EVIL CREW but its way too big (7.40 MB) so I don't think I could upload it here.
that's why i upload them in pages................................:devil:
I do have the storybook for Dofantasy EVIL CREW but its way too big (7.40 MB) so I don't think I could upload it here.
that's why i upload them in pages................................:devil:
 
that's why i upload them in pages................................:devil:

that's why i upload them in pages................................:devil:
Where?!

Oh, and thanks mateys for pointing me in so many great directions. Eulalia, you are the best!
 
Sorry, tried to compress Evil Crew PDF file into a smaller uploadable size, but all I got was about 2 MB less. I have tried to brake it up into individual pages before but the file is copyrightpassword protected. Sorry. :(
 
Sorry, tried to compress Evil Crew PDF file into a smaller uploadable size, but all I got was about 2 MB less. I have tried to brake it up into individual pages before but the file is copyrightpassword protected. Sorry. :(
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