The Adventures of Whirlwind

Warfare in the Thirtieth Century

Episode 2

The Mercenary

Chapter 7 Round One

The pirate facing Senia was of medium height, but heavyset, with wide shoulders that suggested great strength. She knew that her best bet was not to match strength with him. That would not have been a good strategy in any case. She and Lina could not afford to get bogged down in a wrestling match with these thugs. There were too many of them. They would simply be worn down and then defeated. They had to take them out with as little physical contact as possible. Finesse and skill were of the essence. Fortunately, Senia was well suited to that strategy. Her feisty persona was based on more than just attitude. She had trained long and hard under Carter’s instructions and had spent many hours in the gym working on her technique and toning her already magnificent body. As she had boasted, one on one she would be more than a match for any of the pirates. An important part of winning the contest against them would be to keep them from tagging off. That way she and Lina could dispatch them one at a time.

The crowd of pirates yelled encouragement from the side of the ring. “Get ‘er, Vince! Kick her pretty ass!” Vince lunged forward and Senia retreated, luring him into the center of the ring. Mistakenly believing that the curvaceous blonde was afraid of him, Vince followed. He walked right into a well-directed kick to his groin. The blow doubled him up and Senia followed through with a double kick to his head. That was all it took. Vince the hit the deck unconscious. For him the fight was over. Stunned silence settled over the men at the ringside. They could hardly believe their eyes. The big-mouthed blonde had backed up her words with action. But there were still five opponents left. Another man stepped into the ring.

“Hey, wait a minute,” Senia protested. “I won. I took out my opponent. Doesn’t that mean the fight is over?”

“Not a chance, Blondie,” said the Captain. “You have to take out every other team member. Then you win.”

“Assholes, what kind of rules are those? I won fair and square.”

“Pirate rules, honey. And you better not bitch about it. We don’t have to give you a chance to earn your freedom if we don’t feel like it.”

Already the second man was approaching Senia. Shouts from ringside indicated that his name was “Ernie.” He was taller than Vince, but more lightly built. Unlike Vince, however, he did not rush into action. Instead, he approached cautiously, keeping a wary eye on his opponent and adopting a defensive stance. He was always just one step away from his teammates at ringside.

Senia saw that she could not lure this opponent into making an incautious move. She would have to go after him if she was to finish the fight quickly. She adopted a cat-like crouch and came at him, feinting a strike with her right fist and then striking out with her left foot in a roundhouse kick directed at Ernie’s head. Ernie reacted to the attack, but was not completely fooled. Senia scored a glancing blow to the temple but Ernie managed to get in a punch of his own, catching Senia on the side of the head. Both of the fighters were staggered and retreated to their respective corners where they tagged off.

Lina leaped into the ring, and Ernie was replaced by a small wiry man called “Butch.” Lina was at least six inches taller than her opponent, but Butch seemed very sure of himself. It appeared that the pirates had sent in their weakest fighters first, probably expecting that the female mercenaries would not be much sport. Butch tried a new tactic. He circled to Lina’s right, forcing the elegant African to circle with him. Lina was actually not disconcerted about Butch’s strategy. It brought him away from his corner. If she scored on him he would not be able to tag off.

The two combatants circled one another for several minutes. Lina’s gleaming black skin shone with small beads of perspiration, she looked for her opponent to give her an opening. But Butch kept up the steady circling, seemingly content to keep his distance. Lina realized that there was some method in Butch’s lack of aggression. There were five men left to just two women. If he could tire her without fighting then gradually the men might be able to wear the women down. But it was a rather boring method of fighting and the men in Butch’s corner began to jeer in derision. “Come on, Butch! Take the black bitch! She can’t be as tough as the blonde!”

Butch finally responded. Goaded on be his teammates he stopped his circling quite suddenly and drove straight toward Lina. By now she had become so used to the constant sideways motion that she was moving almost automatically, but she reacted faster than Butch had anticipated. Coming in with his head down, he was an easy target. She slammed her fist into the side of his head, stopping him in his tracks, and then drove her foot into his solar plexus. As he staggered under the blows she closed in and delivered a series of savage punches and kicks to his now undefended body. Butch collapsed. “Two down, four to go,” thought Lina. She retreated to her corner and tagged off with Senia. “Be careful,” she cautioned, as the blonde replaced her in the ring.

Senia found herself up against Max. He seemed to be the second in command of the pirate crew and had included himself in the first team. He was tall, well built and was probably a competent fighter. Pirates seldom elected anyone to a leadership role who could not handle himself in combat. She had recovered from the glancing blow that Ernie had given her. It had left her with a slight bruise on her cheek, but otherwise she felt fine.

Both fighters maneuvered for an opportunity and then Max attacked. He was much more aggressive than any other opponent had been and he delivered a flurry of kicks and punches against his blonde opponent. Senia blocked most of them and got in several of her own, but this type of fighting was much more wearying than the previous few rounds. Max was prepared to take a hit to give a hit, just as long as the blow he received was not disabling. He and Senia were about evenly matched, so they both got their licks in. However, trading punches worked strongly in Max’s favor. He outweighed Senia by at least seventy pounds and could take a lot more punishment. She soon found that she was being driven steadily back into one of the neutral corners. Desperately she counter-attacked and managed to break free long enough to tag Lina. Immediately the dark-skinned warrior vaulted over the ropes and into the ring. She was just in time; Max was closing with a rush.

In fighting ability, Lina had the edge on Senia, but Max was so close that she had little time to adopt a proper fighting stance. Max hit her with everything she had. Several punches got through staggering her. She struck back with everything she had, trying to buy some time to recover, but Max ducked under her punches and deflected her kicks, while at the same time getting in a few more of his own. Dazed by several blows to her head, Lina knew that unless she delivered a solid blow of her own that she was going to go down. She should have tagged off with Senia, but knew that her companion was in no better shape than she was.

“Ugghh!” Max had delivered a solid blow to her midriff. It doubled her over. Before she could recover, he struck twice more, slamming the side of her head and then the back of her neck. Lina dropped to her knees, too stunned to resist any further. Max dragged her out into the center of the ring and then while Senia watched helplessly from her corner he forced her face down and pulled her arms behind her back. From a pocket in his tunic Max produced a length of cord. Quickly he bound Lina’s wrists behind her. Once her arms were immobilized he attended to her legs. Bending her right leg, he tied her calf tightly to her thigh, but left her left leg free. He did, however, secure a line between her bound wrists and her right ankle. It left her quite helpless and unable to walk. Walking, however, was the last thing on his mind that Max had planned for the gorgeous African.

The other women watched helplessly as Lina was bound. For Senia it was especially frustrating, as her teammate was only a few meters away. But she knew that if she leaped into the ring without being tagged then the rest of the team would swarm her and she was outnumbered five to one.

“I think we should take our time with this one,” said Max, running his fingers over Lina’s full breasts. She’s gonna be worth the time.” Slowly, so as to draw out the session, max began to remove Lina’s tight-fitting tunic. The black woman made no protest. Space pirates were often a sadistic bunch and the crew that had captured them seemed to be no exception. They wanted to hear her plead for mercy and then scream as she underwent the humiliation and pain of a gang rape. She would try for as long as she could to deny them that pleasure.

Lina’s tunic, like that of all the mercenaries was a simple garment. It covered her body from neck to ankles and resembled a tight-fitting pair of light blue overalls. The only adornment was a belt that emphasized her tiny waist and flaring hips. The tunic could be unzipped to the crotch and was designed to be easy to put on and take off. Since Lina was tightly bound, however, the ropes binding her arms and legs interfered with the removal of her clothing. That simply made the job that much more fun for Max and his friends.

Butch, having recovered from his beating in the ring produced a wicked-looking razor-edged knife. Slowly and deliberately, he cut through the material covering Lina’s arms and legs. Lina’s shining; flawless black skin began to be revealed. Soon most of her costume was hanging off her spectacular body. Only her breasts and crotch were covered. Butch had left those areas to last. The men crowded around as the involuntary strip tease continued. Lina’s breath came in short gasps. She was trying not to give her captors any satisfaction, but it was difficult for her to hold out.

Max waved Butch away. He wanted to remove the last shreds of Lina’s tunic himself. By this time, Lina was struggling to escape her bonds. She could not simply lie quietly while her dignity as well as her clothing was stripped from her body. It went completely against her fighting spirit.

Max ran his hands over the material covering her breasts, feeling the fullness of Lina’s round, firm flesh. Then he closed his hands over each of them and pulled the last of the fabric away. Lina’s glistening melon-sized breasts were revealed. Like the rest of her body they were chocolate brown in color, with areolas and nipples the color of ebony. Unable to resist so bounteous and tempting a sight, Max bent his head and took her left nipple in his mouth. He sucked on it long and hard, pulling it fully erect, and then went to her right breast and repeated the process. At the same time, his hand probed the space between her legs, finding her mound of Venus and trying to find the soft cleft that was hidden there. Lina grunted in protest and attempted to move away from his questing fingers. She was unable to break free, however. The ropes binding her saw to that. It was easy for Max to proceed to the next step.

Lifting his head from her now spiked nipples, Max tore away the patch of material that concealed her nether region. Lina was now completely naked and surrounded by six salivating men. Max stood up and began to remove his pants. “Fetch a couple of tabs of aphro,” Max ordered. “We may as well give her a bit of fun too.”

In the center of the room, Aello and the other women cringed mentally. Aphro was street talk for a drug called Aphrodelamine. It was a powerful sexual stimulant. It was so powerful that it gave anyone who took it an uncontrollable urge to mate with anyone of the opposite sex, and its effect often lasted for days. It was very popular with some men as a way of getting reluctant females to have sex with them. It was also highly illegal, but that last technicality meant nothing to pirates, of course. Ernie jumped to his feet and hurried away. In a few minutes he had returned. In the palm of his hand he displayed a couple of innocent-looking white pills.

Vince held her head while Max pinched Lina’s cheeks to force her mouth open. She fought them all the way, but eventually her lips and teeth were forced far enough apart for Ernie to drop the pills in. Then Max held her mouth shut to prevent the black goddess from spitting them out.

Filled with hate for the men who were forcing one humiliation after another on her, Lina tried to keep the pills in the center of her tongue. However, it did not matter where the pills were. Slowly they moistened and began to dissolve, and slowly Lina’s attitude began to change. She still hated the men who surrounded her, but she no longer feared them. Instead she began to look upon them with intense desire. Her breasts began to swell as blood rushed to her erogenous zones. Her already full lips parted and a darker flush suffused her face, neck, and shoulders. But it was in the region between her legs where the change was the most dramatic. Her labia began to swell and her vaginal canal became slick with lubricant. A low moan escaped her lips. She was ready.

By this time Max had finished undressing. The sight of his rigid member filled Lina with carnal desire. She tried to fight the lust within her, but the Aphro was too strong. Unbidden, she spread her legs. Moving between her thighs, Max thrust into her.

“Aaaaahhhhh! Aaaahhhhh!” Lina’s cry of passion filled the large room. Inwardly, she despised herself for what she was doing, but she no longer had any control over her body. She wanted Max to take her and take her as often as he could. Max was happy to comply. Drawing his knife he cut her bonds, allowing Lina to grasp him with her arms and legs. Immediately she wrapped her long powerful legs around him, drawing him as deeply within her as possible. Her hands gripped at his back, clawing with animal desire.

Max rode her bucking body, thrusting again and again into her hot love tunnel. But still her passion was not abated. He ejaculated into her and made way for the next man. Vince took his turn and mounted the plunging African. Lina screamed as she reached orgasm for the fourth time, but the power of the love drug left her passion unbridled. She easily wore Vince out and then raised her pelvis to receive Ernie. All the time her mind fought against the horror she was undergoing, but her carnal instincts ruled now, not her brain.

Despairingly, Aello and her companions watched Lina’s sexual humiliation. It lasted several hours as one after the other the pirates took her. Even those who had not been part of the tag team took part in the rape, and still Lina was not satisfied. She was dragged away begging for more, but the pirates were tired of her. They wanted another form of entertainment.

Senia, who along with Aello and Kamna, had remained under guard while forced to watch the spectacle of their companion’s sexual degradation, was now forced into the ring. It was she against the six members of Max’s team.

The contest started as before. Senia went one on one against Vince, but now she had no partner to back her up. She shuddered as she thought of her possible fate. But now he had an added reason to fight. She might go down, but she would do her best to make the men who had ravished Lina pay!

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