Free Chained Cargo by Lesley Owen

side, piercing and burning a hole through the base of Danielle ’s nipple. Danielle screamed, watching it burn through h er breast. Fletch and Quinn pierced the other nipple in the same manner. Danielle hung her head panting from her ordeal. Fletch took t wo heavy two inch iron rings . These were open slightly by nearly an inch, one open end was pointed and the other had a matching hole for the pointed end to fit into when the ring was closed. He threaded the pointed ends through the holes seared into Danielle ’s nipples and left the open ends at the bottom. Quinn inspected the rings twisting them two and fro. Danielle grimaced in pain.
    “Close these rings Fletch. Then untie her, yoke her and chain her.” Quinn left.
    Fletch placed each ring between the jaws of a small vice and turned the screw to force the rings shut. He melted a small pot of solder on the brazier and then holding each ring in turn with a gloved hand he applied solder to seal the rings.
    After clearing away the brazier he started to untie Danielle.
    “Fletch, what’s going to happen to me?”
    “Youz see. Cap’ns got it worked out. Sheez tell you.”
    Danielle slumped to her knees, both hands holding her breasts.
    “Iz cool youz soon, just need to yoke ya.”
    Danielle kneeled and offered no resistance as Fletch assembled the yoke on her neck and wrists. He attached the roof chain to it and pulled Danielle to her feet. He then washed her with cold sea water.
    “Zat’s good Fletch, it eases zee pain. My tits feel strange after you pierced and ringed zem. Zey ‘urt, but in sexual way. I zink I need fucking.”
    “Youz goin’ crazy!”
    “No. Put zat leg iron on me and pull it up on zee other chain level with my yoke just like you did zee first time you fucked me.”
    Fletch did not argue but prepared her as asked. He held her hips and slid his huge cock into her vagina. “ Y ou z really ready ! ” She had taken his full length. “Thems pierced nipples have really turned on youz heat!” He started to thrust hard , h is pubis hit ting her crotch each time with a slap.
    “Aaaaah! Fuck me black boy and ‘ ard! I need it! ”
    Fletch established a rhythm and shafted her grunting at each thrust . She writhed in her bonds as she came, yelling and squealing. Fletch continued to shaft even harder.
    “ Yes Fletch! I’m coming again! Aaaaaaaaaaaah! ”
    Fletch stopped this time. Letting her writhe on his cock.
    “Youz a crazy white bitch that likes to be treated hard! Iz let you down and you can suck my cock.”
    He removed his cock and unfastened the chain holding her legs lowering her feet to the floor. He then lowered her yoke so that she was on her knees and positioned himself so that his cock was ready for her mouth. She moved her head forward and open ed her mouth. Fletch moved forward and holding her head inserted it into her mouth . She moved her head up and down letting as much of it move to her throat as she could . She pulled away to catch her breath , spit dripping from her half open lips .
    “Hmm, I can taste my cunt juice on you.”
    Then her mouth was back once more. Fletch ’s eyes were closed and he moaned. She sucked his cock enthusiastically. Fletch was close to coming and she pulled back slightly, half of his cock still in her mouth. She remained still sucking and squeezing it with her mouth . Fletch grunted and started to come. She did not pull back but let him come inside her mouth, squeezing, sucking and swallowing as he did so.
    Fletch was spent and withdrew his cock. She licked her lips.
    “Hmm, your come tastes good. Why don’t you hang me by my ankles and whip my cunt?”
    “Youz really goin’ crazy! Iz liked to but it’s time for youz to rest.”
    Fletch slackened her chain and left her for the night.
     
    A week later Quinn was standing leaning on the quarter-deck rail, watching Danielle down below scrubbing the main deck. Danielle was on all fours, naked, wearing only an iron collar and chain. Fletch held the