Final Fantasy 1: A twisted tangent

The night had passed. The pirates had their fun with the ladies, and finished their cleaning up and was ready to present the dames over to the leader, Bikke. After Sarina’s episode with the samurai, she was, too, cleaned of the juices and tied up in much a similar manner as Elia and Stella. The young woman was so exhausted, she was out in her chair. The other two, however, had awoken in the process, and were struggling futilely against their binds.

They quickly found that their jiggling made their womanly implements bounce up and down in a way that amused the pirates. So they stopped.

Meanwhile, the definite catch of the group, Luca, was also bound in much the same manner. She wasn’t struggling in the manner of the other two, however; she merely sat back and awaited her fate, but with a mysteriously confident smile. Or perhaps it is the hungry smile of the predator. Either way, she exuded almost raw sexual appeal.

The four were gagged, now, with a piece of cloth stuffed in their mouths and with a white strip of fabric wrapped over their lips. But they weren’t about to be the only ladies tonight to be served to the pirate king….

“Hey, hurry up with them,” one pirate called as two of the men carried the chair containing the samurai, naked and bound in much the same manner, her defiled blossom exposed for all to see. Fortunately for her, she was out much like Sarina, spent from her previous tirade.

Two more came in after the samurai’s chair, this one containing the blonde woman, previously making magic in Bikke’s mouth. She wasn’t unconscious, and her body almost gleamed and was spread with the binds. Unlike Luca, she gave her own struggling, although it didn’t seem to be as spirited as Elia’s.

“Where’s the other three?” the pirate blinked as he looked about. Bikke’s not gonna be happy if his girls aren’t all there, and he got the lash last time. It wasn’t pleasant.

His companion replied, “Being tied right now. One of them tried to run away.”

He nodded. “Hope they’re fast enough.”

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“Let-go-of-me!” shouted a young woman, her silvery-white hair fluttering about as she wiggled. She had gotten as far as to dress herself in her red clothing, and nearly reached for her rapier, before a pirate had grabbed her hand and yanked her back, making her drop her red feathered hat.

“Oh, no you aren’t,” the pirate sneered. He sent a thump to the side of her head, which stunned her for a moment, long enough for the muscled man to send her to the ground on her back with a powerful throw. She yelped in pain, but gasped out loud as the scallywag leapt and pinned her down.

His partner came to his aid and yanked both her wrists, bringing them above her head. He was able to restrain her by simply grasping both wrists with one of his hands. The woman let out a loud scream that ended up being futile as the pirate stuffed a piece of cloth into her mouth. Then the stripping occurred, and the pirate laughed as he saw that the woman didn’t have enough time to put on her undergarments. “Oh, you’re a naughty one.”

The woman shot a glare that could kill as she was stripped bare. Her curves were that of feminity, and definitely on the side of ‘filled’. The pirate laughed as he prodded one of her breasts. “You should submit. You’ve already been fucked, like, three times. Maybe more.”

She was thrown onto a chair and tied, her wrists behind the chair together. A loop was thrown above and below her breasts, and then dragged back to be tied onto the wooden implement. She groaned slightly as she felt her breasts being pushed and becoming plumper by nature of how they were pressed.

The pirate seized her legs (neatly catching what kick she threw at them), and bent it at the knee and tied her ankle to the top of her thigh. The same process was repeated for the other, and then when it was done, her knees were spread apart and tied to the armrests.

“Whew,” the pirate breathed easy. “Would fuck you myself, but we’re running short on time.”

“Hey, help me out with this one,” his companion yelled. He nodded and walked over, glancing at the chair he was at with a smile. There’s that little witch he fucked earlier this morning. Being blind helps when you’re attempting to do a lady against her will.

The leather outfit that Matoya usually wore had been discarded way back at the lair, and now she was as naked as the others. She had nothing to say as she was bound into position. The pirate looked towards two others, which were yet tying up another woman.

Obviously a companion of the OTHER group, this one was shapely – perhaps as much as Luca. She had fair skin and pink hair, and were she fully dressed, she would’ve had a blue mask over her eyes and a beret. Some could even say she was a little kinky, by the way she was grinning to herself as she sat bound and gagged in her chair. The pirates were even a little intimidated by the woman’s seemingly endless confidence or perhaps … eagerness. This would be one hell of a night.

And eventually, the three were towed to meet the others as well. With all nine of the women – count them, Stella, Elia, Sarina and Luca as well as the four others … the samurai, the blonde black mage, the silver-haired obviously-a-red-mage and finally the pink-haired … ‘hussy’, one could say. And Matoya, the blind witch. Even in a hentai fic, recaps are necessary at times.

The pirates nodded as they carried the women to Bikke’s chamber. A night of endless debauchery and of course sex was about to be had. Is Bikke’s dick up to par?

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And here it is, the next chapter. Sorry for those looking for more sexual action, but I felt a progress chapter was necessary to get all the pieces ready for the big bonanza coming up next. Look forward to it, and as always, feel free to provide suggestions, ideas and reviews!