Chapter 25: Pirated Part 2

In Part 1, The pirates kidnapped five girls from two yachts and sold them to Ricardo as sex slaves, getting $65,000 for all five. There were two sisters, Stacy, 16, and Cindy, 15. They came from a sailboat. They had seen their parents and older brother burned alive inside their boat by the pirates before it sank. The other three girls were 20-year-old Emily, and two fourteen-year-olds, Lisa and Erica. They had come from a larger motor yacht.

Ricardo Soprano had several acquaintances in the region who had open orders for women. The sex trade wasn’t his primary business, due to the high risk, but it was a very lucrative business at times. Like a car, several things determined a woman’s price. Black girls from the Caribbean were a negative. Central and South America had plenty of them. White women got the best prices. Bonus for American, Canadian or European. The younger, the higher the price. Below 11 years old, the price dropped off considerably. The risk was just too high. 12-17 got the highest dollar. 18-24 the next higher, and so on. Drug addicts or street whores were a major deduction. The hard part was delivering them fresh, like less than 48 hours since being taken. It was all driven by the demand. Ricardo knew wealthy men in several South and Central American countries who had their sexual desires and money that could buy a lot.

Eduardo was one such man, and he’d always been on the top of Ricardo’s list. For the two fourteen-year-old sisters he paid $250,000, a very nice profit for Ricardo. Both were white, American, very cute and pretty. Eduardo would use them for his entertainment for several months.

In Mexico, one of the major cartel’s runs a retirement villa for wealthy Mexican’s. It is where drug lords could retire to and relax in peace. About 24 people lived at the villa, and twelve of them were retired cartel members.

Every so often, the villa would bring in ‘sex slaves’ to service the retirees, give them some entertainment for a day. Only the very best, so it didn’t happen too often. This time, they had three coming to them. 20-year-old Emily, 15-year-old Cindy and her 16-year-old sister Stacy. The girls were still unaware of what was happening to them. The old Dassault Falcon jet flew from Santo Domingo to a small airstrip in a remote area of eastern Mexico, by the ocean. There, the three girls got off and were driven to the villa a few miles away with a policeman escorting them. Cindy, Stacy and Cindy had no idea where they were or what was going on. Police seemed like a good thing. Maybe they were going home? No one would tell them anything. All they knew so far was that two days ago they’d been on their boats with family and friends, and now they had been kidnapped, then forced to shower and change into these too-small skirts and blouses with no underwear. Now, Emily, Stacy and Cindy were in some remote area by the ocean. Emily, being the oldest, felt responsible somehow for the two younger girls. They usually let Emily ask the questions, even though it often got her yelled at a lot. The car pulled up to a big resort with gates and guards. They were waved through, then they stopped by a side entrance door.

Back in Venezuela, the two young fourteen-year-old sisters were kept busy. Eduardo ate dinner while the two girls made out with each other still. When he wasn’t around, the girls would wait by the kitchen, hoping to get some food. Later, a woman came and took them to the main bedroom. In it there was a hot tub, already filled with hot water and soap bubbles. She told the girls to get in the tub, Mr. Perreas would be in soon. “Ms. Salias told me to tell you to be more desirable. Be more sexual towards Mr. Perreas or tomorrow she will start hurting you. I’ve seen what she can do. You don’t want that. You must not give her a reason. She takes fun in hurting people.”

Lisa and Erica got in the tub. It was luxurious. They started by washing their bodies, leaving their hair dry. Suddenly, the man walked in. He went into the bedroom, got undressed, came in the bathroom naked. The two sisters sat in the tub, arms out to the side, trying to make suggestive faces. The man climbed in, sat down, leaned back. The two sat up beside him, running their hands over his body slowly. He looked at Lisa.

“You, get on top and fuck me. Put my cock in your little virgin pussy and start bouncing, little girl,” he snarled. Still trying to look pleased, she struggled to make herself obey him. She slowly straddled him with her legs. She moved up slowly, then when she felt his penis, she began to simply rub her vagina on it. Back and forth, she rubbed his penis with her crotch. She knew she couldn’t stall much more. She lifted herself up, positioning her knees, as the man began to french kiss her younger sister. Trying to distract him from her sister, Lisa leaned up and then held his penis with her right hand. She positioned it until she felt it touching right where her vagina was. Slowly, she started to ease down, using her fingers to spread her pussy lips apart. Even though it was underwater, it was so big it hurt as it moved in. She wanted to stop, but she wanted to get him to leave Erica alone too, so she kept pushing herself down on him. More she went, pressing in. It got very hard to move once, and painful. Suddenly he popped through and she could feel that soft head pushing her vagina so wide it was screaming in pain. She clenched her mouth closed though. Never scream. Down she went, trying to ignore the pain. Then up some, and down again. He was pretty erect now, his shaft very hard, long and big around. She moved herself up and down, feeling his soft head pushing back and forth inside her; his huge erection keeping her stretched wide as he went in more and more. Soon, he gripped her hips and thrust himself up into her, hard. He went at least another whole two inches into her. She cried out some. God this hurt! He stopped, buried deep in her, told her to fuck him, and always go this deep. She did, again and again. It was hard. Sliding her too-small vagina up and down his big penis was hard. Enduring the pain as she did it was hard.

Once, her hips, started moving more forward and back than up and down. It was a break for her legs, and it still made her vagina slide up and down him. This really got him excited it seemed like. He was really rubbing her boobs tightly now, painfully. He made Erica keep kissing him. The water splashed everywhere as they rocked in the hot tub. With all the soap and water, it wasn’t long before Lisa was suddenly not in pain any more. It just eased off suddenly. She kept going up and down, gripping him with her vagina muscles. She suddenly felt this overwhelming sense of lust and excitement rush through her, like a long hot flash. She didn’t understand it, but she did know she wanted him to finish, so she just went as fast as she could, pressing her breasts to his hands, until he finally shot his cum deep into her. As she sat back in the hot tub to the side, she wondered if any girl had every been raped that way; forced to take her own virginity like that? And what was that feeling she’d felt?

Over in Mexico, the three girls were taken inside the villa. Two women took them to a room where they were given make-up, had their hair brushed, nails painted. They were made to wear these school girl outfits. Too tight of course, Emily really bulged out the top of her blouse. It was designed that way it seemed. Stacy put hers on. Her boobs bulged way out too, just not as far. Cindy put hers on; then was given a smaller one. It wouldn’t close enough to button, so they just made her tuck it into her short, plaid skirt, leaving it completely open down the middle. Her cleavage, though limited, was clearly visible. All three put on white knee socks. They were made to wait until later that afternoon. They were brought to a room, like a meeting room with a stage. There were about a dozen old men sitting in chairs and wheelchairs in front of the stage. The girls were led out, single file. Up to now, they’d been kidnapped, made to put on different clothes, forced to get their make-up done, but nothing sexual had happened. Yet. They held out hope this was just another way home.