Chapter 5
Rita shivered when she heard Edna's tortured wail. The one the others called Willie looked less handsome to her now.
Willie's soft blue eyes had narrowed to a steely glare. "You got a choice, pretty lady we can do it easy, or we can do it rough. But, baby you better believe . . . we are going to do it!"
She answered by slamming her knee into his nuts. Rita had taken the same classes as Sue,, but her height gave her an advantage that the petite little blonde did not have. Amos had knocked Sue to the deck and was standing overt her, stripping off his clothes.
Willie's howl of grinding agony deepened into a sickening moan. He doubled over, clutching his balls with both hands, racked with pain that he could hardly stand.
"You sonuvabitch!" Rita hissed.
She shot her knee up again, this time slamming it into his unprotected face. She heard the crunch of breaking bone. Willie slumped back and fell on his ass with blood gushing from both sides of a nose pushed far to one side of his once handsome face.
"You stinking rat fucker!" Rita lunged again, aiming a balled fist at one blinking eye.
Willie pitched down flat on his back and Rita threw herself astride his chest. She snarled long fingers in his sandy hair and whipped his head up and down, drumming it savagely on the deck. The last thing Willie remembered seeing was the dark gleam of hate in her flashing eyes and the soft swirl of her long, dark, mink-like hair.
"Damn it, boy... I tole you it don't pay to try an treat a woman nice. What'd you do to my little brother?" Amos roared. He came across the deck with two quick strides, stark naked. His thick cock was erect, as hard and gnarled as the limb of an oak.
Rita whirled to meet Amos' angry charge. Her hands clawed the deck and she grabbed the first hard thing she found. . a thick four-foot length of chain that Willie had brought on board. She held one end and swung viciously toward the tumbling mountain of manflesh.
"AAAGGH!" Amos howled. He blocked the slashing blow with an upraised arm, but pain ripped through thick muscle straight to the bone. The swinging chain coiled around his heavy forearm, and Amos jerked back, yanking the chin from Rita's hand.
Rita cowered helplessly before him, pleading in a garbled voice twisted by fear.
"You get up," Amos growled. "Cross your Goddamn wrists behind your back!"
Numb with fear, chilled by the terrible gleam in the giant's eyes, Rita rose meekly and did as she was told.
"Should have some locks here somewheres." Rita could hear him scratching his huge paws across the deck, but she dared not look back at him. "Here they is!"
Amos coiled a tight loop of chain around her crossed wrists, cinched it until her skin burned beneath the heavy links, and then snapped on a lock. Leaving little slack, he threw another loop around her neck, snapped on a second lock to hold it tight, and then jerked her backward toward the rail. Amos grinned and looped the free end of the chain around the heavy pipe rail post and snapped on a third strong lock.
"Now," he said, stepping back and wiping his hands, ". . . now when little Willie wakes up, he'll know right where to find you!"
"You're an animal!" Rita wailed. "You're worse than an animal!" And she spit in his face. That was the only way she had left to resist.
He turned slowly, a smug grin wide on his rough face. With the back of one huge hairy hand, he wiped the dribble of spit from the side of his nose.
"Now; where were we?" he asked Sue.
She sprawled limp at his feet, too horrified to move. Her lips moved, muttering something, but she couldn't speak loud enough for Amos to hear.
"You're a tiny and harmless-lookin' little thing," he said. "But this ole boy knows better than take chances with any stinking cunt you saw what the bitch friend of yours did to my little brother? Broke his fuckin' nose . . . smeared it half across his face."
Sue summoned her last ounce of strength and slithered away from him, scraping her back on the planks of the deck. Her eyes gazed up wide and stiff with fear, horrified by the long hairy cock that pranced above her as Amos approached.
Amos scooped three long strands of hemp rope off the deck, rough, heavy stuff. With one he knotted Sue's wrists together, jerking her arms above her head. He tied her bound arms to a mooring cleat on the deck.
Sue began to whimper, thrashing on the deck, vainly kicking as Amos reached to bind her ankles.
"No!" she cried. "Please, no!" Then she broke out sobbing, with tears running down the sides of her face.
Amos appeared to be deaf and blindly devoted to his work. He lashed one of her slender ankles to another cleat, and then roughly spread her legs before double knotting the last strand to the rail.
"Now we're almost ready!" He stood between her legs, dark, hardened eyes gazing down while his broad face twisted with a grin of evil expectation. He stood over her, stroking his cock with thundering blows of his callused hand. The roughness of his grasp made his cock surge with blood.
Sue looked up through glassy eyes, her vision misted and made even more nightmarish by the flood of tears. His giant, hairy form seemed to ripple and sway with fluid distortion. Forlorn thoughts streaked through her mind. How ironic that she had begun the voyage eager to spread her legs for Bill and then to be fucked by a savage.
Amos bent down and grabbed the neck of her blouse with his free hand, never missing a savage beat on his stiff cock. He ripped the fragile cloth, threw it aside with a snarl and reached back to tear off her bra.
Stitches parted in the center under strain, and the two bra-cups burst apart, dangling down her sides.
"Hhhuunngh!" Amos grunted, leering at her tits and whipping faster on his cock.
Her tits were the best he'd ever seen, full and soft, crowned with thick nipples and silver-dollar sized circles of nubby flesh. Amos crouched down between her spread legs, leaning over, letting the spittle of insane excitement dribble from his lips.
Sue screamed and jerked when the first drop of his saliva landed on creamy smooth skin.. The rough strands of rope tore at the flesh of her ankles and wrists. Sparks of pain stabbed into her brain from the tips of her tortured limbs.
His rough hands fell on her heaving tits. He squeezed hard and bulged her nipples between his thumbs and fingers. Gnarled fingers with dirty nails clawed at her domes of silky white tit-flesh, mauling and milking her tits with all the fury of raging lust. Sue clamped her eyes shut, writhing in disgust at the mad strength and vicious cruelty of his-touch. Sue tried to pretend it was Edna's husband Bill, the one who was supposed to be softly fondling her tits right now, the one who would have been cooing gentle words of admiration at the lush abundance of her tits.
Bill would never have been so heartless in his attack. He would have nibbled gently and teased her hard nipples with a flicking tongue.
Amos tried to devour' her tits. Sue felt the scrape of his rough beard, smelled the stench of his foul breath. Then Amos ground his jagged, crooked teeth on one thick red nipple.
Sue's shriek tore into the stillness of the night, blending with Edna's screams of horror from the bridge. Rita listened, mumbling helpless words of grief and despair. The heavy chain bound her securely to the rail. All she could do was list wishing she could cap her hands over her ears to drown their terrible cries.
Amos grunted animal sounds of savage joy and eased down, dragging his scruffy beard on Sue's belly while he drew a wet line with his thick tongue. He pressed his tongue into the pink hollow of her belly-button and wiggled it just to feel her squirm. then be gazed adoringly at the thick collar of tangled blonde hair surrounding her cunt.
"Ggrungh!" he moaned, thrusting his face into the silky mass, driving and spearing with his tongue. Her twat now felt tight and dry with fear and revulsion, but it softened under the wet stroking of his tongue. He made slurping sounds while he lapped her oily cunt flow. Then sharp teeth found the thick button of her cut.
"AAAYYYY!" Sue screamed.
More jolts of pain rocked her brain. Sue clenched her teeth, vowing not to scream or utter even a tiny moan. Shrill cries and gasping sobs would only inflame his cruelty, and she would not give him that satisfaction. She clamped the inner muscles of her cunt and vowed not to give him anything at all!
Amos just chuckled when he ripped into her with his huge thick cock. She screamed a tortured wail, feeling as though her cunt was splitting apart, burning from the terrible heat of dry friction.
"You stupid, flicking cunt . . . ain't you learned by now? What I want, I take!"
His crushing weight pressed her hard against the deck. Writhing and gasping, she found it almost impossible to breathe. His rough hands kept up their vicious milking of her tits, and her bulged nipples now were scraped by the coarse mat of his belly hair.
"Ungh! Ungh! UNGH!" he chanted, stabbing his cock deeper with each stroke. Finally he bottomed his long cock in her cunt and twisted his hard muscled loins with savage delight.
Her cut tingled, shooting out sharp little shocks of ecstasy. This shattered her will to resist. The tense dry tube of her cunt shivered and began to flood with slick fuck honey that turned waves of revulsion into a clinging grasp of liquid silk.
"Aahhhh!" Amos gasped, stunned by the flowing heat of her cunt.
Sue parted her lips to, scream, twisting her head to the side so as not to be smothered by the broad expanse of his unyielding chest. Rough hair scraped her cheek, and the fierce burst of sound meant to be her scream became a joyous moan.
She strained with fury, tugging against the stiff ropes that bound and chafed her wrists and ankles. But no longer was she struggling to get free. She wanted to hook her legs around Amos' hairy bulk, to grasp and claw with her hands and intensify the frantic driving of his cost.
His huge cock spread once dry and stubborn muscles, gliding smoothly now, spreading warmth and the musky oils of passion Sue could not control. Her mind became an awful tangle. She hated this crude, stinking beast. If she could reach a gun, she'd have shot him, splattered his warped brain all over the deck
But stronger impulses ripped up from the depths of her cunt, tight dark places that her husband's cock and gentle nature could never reach. waves of seething desire began to rock her flaring hips, making her grind against him and exciting him even more.
"Now you're cookin'!" Amos growled. "Come on, pump your little cunt run your cunt up and down my cock!"
"Bastard!" She spit the word, refusing to admit ... or even believe that her body felt thrilled by his savage abuse.
"Bitch!" he snarled back. "Turn it on, baby? Fuck my giant pecker. Twist it one way, wind it back! Aaahhh, yeah!"
"If I had a knife, I'd cut your cock off!" she groaned.
"But you ain't got a knife . . . all you got is tits and a hot cunt, and you can't cut shit with either one!" He pinched her bulging nipples, giggling as she screamed and bucked and tried to blank her mind.
Amos gulped excited breaths. His chest swelled, adding to the crushing weight thrust down on her hot tits. He could feel her nipples burn. His heavy ball-sac thumped against her crotch, harder and faster as he felt the swell of steaming pressure in his nuts.
"AAARRGH!" he roared. "I'm coming, you little cunt! Close your Goddamned mouth... I got so much hot jism it might bubble up in your throat!"
"Bastard!"
"UUUNNNGH!"
Sue's cunt walls shivered when she felt the shock of his explosive cum spray. His huge cock-knob swelled inside her pussy. She could feel his, cock tense and strain then relax as hot gushing cream shot out.
Added to her own flow of oil, her cunt became a wet pool of intense delight. He felt her hot pussy wringing the rough blue-veined shaft of his big prick. She felt his cock sink deep inside, filling her with smoldering joy.
"Hhhhooo!" she gasped.
Sue felt the first tremor. of an approaching climax. No! howled a silent voice in her mind. Don't do it . . . don't let yourself go. Don't give this savage bastard the thrill of feeling hot twat convulse with spasms of wild delight.
"AAAAGGGHHH!" she died, unable to hold back. "Fuck me! Oh, shoot your load. Fill my cunt. Make me drown in a flood of cum!"
Funny, Amos was thinking, the ones who fight the hardest end up enjoying it the most. He could hardly wait to ram his cock into that bitch he'd left chained to the rail ..