chair. This one had been fitted with ropes.
“Sit,” they said at almost the same time.
Lia gingerly lowered herself onto the leather. The men wasted no time. They tied her arms and legs to the chair, and Lia was pleased to see that she wasn’t spread eagle. Something told her there would be no whipping in this scene. But what would they do? The old familiar tingling surged through her, despite her soreness.
Captain Keifer stroked her breasts, and when Captain Archer’s hand moved between her legs, Lia moaned.
“What a little whore,” Captain Archer said. “The easy way she is aroused will come in handy during our time together.”
“Definitely,” Captain Keifer said. The two men withdrew their hands in unison and Lia moaned again, this time in disappointment.
Captain Archer stayed by her side, while Captain Keifer moved around the room.
“I have something for you,” the dark haired pirate said, his tone jovial.
“What is it?” Lia asked, hesitantly. He opened his hand and placed it directly in front of her face. Lia’s eyes widened, but she didn’t say a thing.
“Do you know what this is?” Archer asked.
Oh yes, she knew, but she wasn’t about to tell them that. Lia stared at the objects. There were three of them: small, horseshoe shaped clamps with screws attached to one side. Most nipple clamps she’d tried wouldn’t stay on her large nipples, but something told her these would.
“We’re going to ask you some questions,” Archer said. “Each false answer equals a turn of the screw, one for each nipple, and one for the pretty button between your legs.”
“No,” she whispered.
“Yes,” Keifer said. “Let’s not put things off any more. Tell us, Lia, why are you in the tropics?”
“To visit my family,” she replied.
“I don’t believe you,” Archer said. “One turn. Try another answer.”
“It’s the truth.” She tried to rise from the chair, but the ropes kept her in place.
“Two turns,” Keifer said. “Be truthful.”
“I am!” This time she yelled.
“Three turns,” Archer said calmly. “Let’s move on, shall we? This question is getting us nowhere.”
Keifer leaned in, his face inches away from hers. When he spoke, she felt the heat of his breath, and caught the scent of apples.
“Where are the jewels?” his tone was soft and seductive.
“I swear to you—”
Before she even finished the sentence, Archer said, “Four turns.”
“Tell us,” Keifer said in that soft tone that made her nipples harden.
“I can’t tell you what I don’t know,” she said, pleadingly.
“We’re up to five,” Archer said. “You’re nipples and clit are going to be very sore.”
Keifer stood upright, and put his hand on her hair, stroking gently. This was unlike him, and she steeled herself for the yank she knew was coming. But it didn’t happen.
“Maybe it’s not jewels we’re searching for,” Keifer said. “Perhaps her father entrusted her with something else, like a deed to property down here? Or maybe money. Lots of money.”
“There is nothing—” Lia yelped as Keifer gathered a section of her hair in his hands. He didn’t pull, though.
“That’s six,” Archer said. “I think she’s lying to us on purpose. I don’t think we’re going to get any answers out of her. I say we shoot straight to ten and get down to brass tacks, or brass clamps in this case.”
“No, no!” She thought about the items Keifer had shown her. Ten was a lot of turns when the clamps would be on the sensitive parts of her body.
“Ten it is,” Keifer said. Lia tried, unsuccessfully, to wiggle her arms out of the ropes.
“If you fight us, we will increase the number,” Archer said. “Stay still.”
“Shall we go one at a time, or do it together?” Keifer asked.
“Together, definitely,” Archer said. “And you, Miss Lia, will stay absolutely still as I said. If you move, we will add turns. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Sir.” Lia tried to stay
“Sit,” they said at almost the same time.
Lia gingerly lowered herself onto the leather. The men wasted no time. They tied her arms and legs to the chair, and Lia was pleased to see that she wasn’t spread eagle. Something told her there would be no whipping in this scene. But what would they do? The old familiar tingling surged through her, despite her soreness.
Captain Keifer stroked her breasts, and when Captain Archer’s hand moved between her legs, Lia moaned.
“What a little whore,” Captain Archer said. “The easy way she is aroused will come in handy during our time together.”
“Definitely,” Captain Keifer said. The two men withdrew their hands in unison and Lia moaned again, this time in disappointment.
Captain Archer stayed by her side, while Captain Keifer moved around the room.
“I have something for you,” the dark haired pirate said, his tone jovial.
“What is it?” Lia asked, hesitantly. He opened his hand and placed it directly in front of her face. Lia’s eyes widened, but she didn’t say a thing.
“Do you know what this is?” Archer asked.
Oh yes, she knew, but she wasn’t about to tell them that. Lia stared at the objects. There were three of them: small, horseshoe shaped clamps with screws attached to one side. Most nipple clamps she’d tried wouldn’t stay on her large nipples, but something told her these would.
“We’re going to ask you some questions,” Archer said. “Each false answer equals a turn of the screw, one for each nipple, and one for the pretty button between your legs.”
“No,” she whispered.
“Yes,” Keifer said. “Let’s not put things off any more. Tell us, Lia, why are you in the tropics?”
“To visit my family,” she replied.
“I don’t believe you,” Archer said. “One turn. Try another answer.”
“It’s the truth.” She tried to rise from the chair, but the ropes kept her in place.
“Two turns,” Keifer said. “Be truthful.”
“I am!” This time she yelled.
“Three turns,” Archer said calmly. “Let’s move on, shall we? This question is getting us nowhere.”
Keifer leaned in, his face inches away from hers. When he spoke, she felt the heat of his breath, and caught the scent of apples.
“Where are the jewels?” his tone was soft and seductive.
“I swear to you—”
Before she even finished the sentence, Archer said, “Four turns.”
“Tell us,” Keifer said in that soft tone that made her nipples harden.
“I can’t tell you what I don’t know,” she said, pleadingly.
“We’re up to five,” Archer said. “You’re nipples and clit are going to be very sore.”
Keifer stood upright, and put his hand on her hair, stroking gently. This was unlike him, and she steeled herself for the yank she knew was coming. But it didn’t happen.
“Maybe it’s not jewels we’re searching for,” Keifer said. “Perhaps her father entrusted her with something else, like a deed to property down here? Or maybe money. Lots of money.”
“There is nothing—” Lia yelped as Keifer gathered a section of her hair in his hands. He didn’t pull, though.
“That’s six,” Archer said. “I think she’s lying to us on purpose. I don’t think we’re going to get any answers out of her. I say we shoot straight to ten and get down to brass tacks, or brass clamps in this case.”
“No, no!” She thought about the items Keifer had shown her. Ten was a lot of turns when the clamps would be on the sensitive parts of her body.
“Ten it is,” Keifer said. Lia tried, unsuccessfully, to wiggle her arms out of the ropes.
“If you fight us, we will increase the number,” Archer said. “Stay still.”
“Shall we go one at a time, or do it together?” Keifer asked.
“Together, definitely,” Archer said. “And you, Miss Lia, will stay absolutely still as I said. If you move, we will add turns. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Sir.” Lia tried to stay
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