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She let out a small cry as she was roughly pushed up against the table, Her hands desperately clinging to the side of the table bracing herself as Marcus pressed against her. " OOoommpphhh" she cried as a scream caught in her throat as she felt Marcus hammer his rock hard cock into her tight pussy. His cock so large she could feel it slamming against the back of her womb as it sent shards of pain pulsing through her slight body. Her head was pulled painfully back as he used her hair like rains to hammer his stiff cock into her.. her thighs where shaking around his muscular legs as he didn't give her a chance to close her legs as he held his body between hers.

The soft velvet feel of the wall of her pussy where squeezing his cock tight as he used her pussy to stroke his big cock... she was moaning his thrusts hardly giving her time to breath as he brutally pumped into her, his body slapping against hers, her pussy was wet with her juices as it dripped down his cock. She was helpless under him, her slight struggles only rocking her body around his massive cock more. Each thrust pushing her harder against the table.
 
Marcus kept a tight grip on her wrists, his cock becoming a blur as it violated Jessica's sex. It was impossible to tell how long he fucked her, as their was no clock around for her to look at, but it felt at least to last half an hour. Finally, he gave her a final big thrust, his hot cum shooting forth and filling every inch of her pussy. Slowly, he pulled back out of her, his shaft already starting to wilt from the long fuck session.

"That was good girl." He said as his hand gave Jessica's ass a hard slap. Quickly, he dragged her by her hair back over to the bed. His strong arms soon were forcing Jessica down onto the mattress before chaining her wrists over her head to one of the posts. "Don't want you trying any more stunts." Marcus said as his fingers pinched one of her nipples. "Get some rest slut. When I come back, you get ass fucked." He promised her. Standing back up, he turned around without another word and was out the door before she had time to react to his departure.
 
Bent down over the table that just a short time before head there dinner, Jessica gripped the sides of the table her body being rocked by the brutal thrusts of Marcus's cock as he pounded her pussy. The tiny cabin was filled with the sounds of her moans as each thrust drove another moan and quiver from her body. The muscles in her tight cunt squeezing and contracting around his stiff cock as her juices dripped down her creamy thighs. Then as he gave a last grunt and thrust deep inside her womb she could feel every inch of his thick throbbing cock as it throbbed and pulsed deep inside her spilling forth his cum. His cum mixing with her own juices as it dripped around his cock and out her pussy.

She was still bent over the table trying to catch her breath when Marcuse's reached down and with one hand smacked her ass as the other grabbed a fistful of her long red hair yanking her up and off the table. Her tiny body half stumbling and half being dragged across the room to the bed. She still hadn't even caught her breath when he was chaining her to the bed.

After he left she closed her eyes breathing in releaf that now he was gone. She laid there for a few minutes thinking about her past. Life in the village and how in just a few days her whole world had changed. She opened her eyes in the empty room, looking at the cuffs that held her wrists over her head, she struggled and pulled against them, the heavy metal digging into her tiny wrists. But as she struggled she noticed that one of them hadn't been as tight as the other. Tugging a bit harder, it hurt but she was finally able to free one of her wrists from the shackles. She sat up in the bed and using her free hand she desperately tried to free her other wrist. But that one was much much tighter and wouldn't budge. She was desperate.. panic set in as she tugged and pulled.. bruising her wrist as she tried to free it. She kept looking at the door like a frighted animal caught in a trap, knowing that soon the hunter would be returning, but in this case Marcus was the hunter and she was the one trapped. What would he do when he found she had freed one hand... When Marcius had knocked everything from the table everything had scattered all over the floor... plates and bowels, cups and silverware, not that Marcus used much silverware, but there was a knife. She tried to reach it with her feet.. but it was to far out of her reach.. she pulled and tugged on the bed as she was chained to one of it's posts. she was finally able to pull the heavy bed away from the wall and with her feet she reached the knife and pulled it to her. Picking it up she quickly tried to jimmy the lock, the whole time terrified that Marcus was going to walk through the door. Finally she heard the lock pop and her wrist pulled free...

but what was she going to do? She was trapped on a ship with a bunch of barbarians. She found one of Marcus's shirts and pulled it over her head. It was huge on her and hung down past her knees like a long dress. She hurried over to the door and put her ear against it. She couldn't hear anything, the hall sounded empty. Opening the door a crack she peeked out not seeing anyone she slipped down the hallway. The hall was lined with dozens of doors.. at the end of the hall was another hallway with just as many doors.. she slipped into one of them. It was a huge room with boxes and crates from floor to ceiling.
 
The room Jessica had entered was used for storage. For the time being, no one was here but it was clear that wouldn't remain so. The other rooms in the hallway held other prisoners, but she wouldn't be able to hear them scream or cry, the wood plackets being too thick. The ship itself creeked and moaned as the waves rocked against it, the weather outside turning a bit rougher as they moved farther away from her home. Suddenly, the sounds of muffled voices and thick boots filled the hall outside.

"Well I'd better get back to preping the meals. All them shoulder boys are going to want their meat!" One voice said, stopping infront of the door to the room.
"Have fun, and try to make the meals taste better!" A seperate voice replied. A second later laughter could be heard, followed by the sounds of footsteps leaving. However, the door to the room slowly started to turn, the heavy wooden door slowly pushing open.
 
Jessica crouched down behind some crates towards the back of the room... she was afraid to even breath as she saw the middle aged man walk into the room.. he was whistling as he started going through crates pulling out different vegetables and produce, the man obviously one of the ships cooks..

She crouched lower as he started walking towards the back of the room where she was hiding .. just then when he was about three feet from the crate that she was hiding behind there came the sound of mens voices from out in the hallway... the sound of doors opening and slamming.. The men where yelling about something.. The middle aged cook stopped what he was reaching for and turned to the door walking across the room he opened the door and stepped into the corridor to find out what all the noise was about. "Hay whats going on here? Whats all the yelling about?"
 
"Lord Marcus is having letting us use the slaves on top deck!" Yelled a reply back. Several cheers and laughter followed the statement, along with several comments about how the rest of the poor girls hadn't seen anything yet. Soon, new yelling was heard from the hall, but this yelling was pleas for restraint and to be left alone. More male laughter filled the air, followed by flesh hitting flesh and loud screams. Soon however, the laughter died down as the men moved away with the slaves, forcing the young girls up to the top deck for whatever torments would await them.

With his curiosity satisfied, the cook moved back into the room and started to rummage threw the barrels once more, pulling out all the things he would need for the meal. Slowly, he worked his way closer to where Jessica was hiding, his arms growing full. He stopped just before her hiding spot. "Well, that looks like enough!" He said before turning back around and heading to the door. He was just about to leave when the bundle of food stuffs in his arms started to slip. Quickly, he set everything down.

"Better grab a sack." He said as he walked back across the room. Rounding the corner, his hard reached for a spare bag hanging behind Jessica, only to stop when he saw her hiding behind the crate. "Well well, what do we have here?" He said with a smile on his face, one which said he was happy to see a pretty naked girl a little too much.
 
Jessica sighed with relief when she saw the cool starting to leave. She hadn't even realized she had been holding her breath.
Suddenly the man turned and started coming back into the room. This time walking right to the back of the room coming closer to the crate she was hiding behind. She crouched down as low as she could get.. hoping he wouldn't see her hiding spot.

Suddenly she saw his face as he peered over the crate.. her heart almost stopped with fright .. her eyes wide and frightened. She held her finger to her lips, "shhh, please to tell on me" she begged the man as he stared down at her, "He will kill me if he finds me." the look on her face said how terrified she was.
 
The cook's hand reach forward... and grabbed the sack that he had been looking for. A second later, the food was placed inside the bag, which soon found a spot on the floor. "Now girl, what did you think you were going to do? Swim to shore? Hide here for the rest of the trip?" He said as he leaned on a barrel. Unlike with Marcus, the cook wasn't good looking; his face was weathered and scarred, from a long life at sea. 'This must be the new girl Lord Marcus caught.' He thought to himself as he stared down at Jessica.

"Ok, I won't tell on you. But my silence comes with a price; nothing in the world is free after all." The man said, flashing Jessica a smile that wasn't all that nice. "I want a piece of you. None of the other guys on this ship will get a chance to fuck you; Lord Marcus as said he's going to keep you all for himself. So the deal is, you get up here and spread your legs. After I've had my fun, I take you back to his cabin and not breath a word about your break out. Refuse, and I go and tell Lord Marcus right now." He said, picking his teeth a bit while waiting for her reply.
 
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