A short story that was inspired by something I saw on social media.
These young women deserve some congratulations for being the youngest females to row across the Pacific, but I can’t help imagining a different fate for these beautiful, strong young athletes..
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They had lost track of time since they had been unceremoniously dragged from their tiny boat in the middle of the night.. The pair had been at sea for 2 weeks since leaving California, Jenny was been taking the first shift of the night shift rowing whilst Anna got some sleep in the cramped cabin on their tiny vessel. Facing backwards, wearing her earbuds and completely zoned out under the canopy of bright stars she hadn’t seen or even heard the ship approaching until their small boat literally bumped into it..
It wasn’t surprising the exhausted rower hadn’t seen it coming, the boat and her small crew were well practiced at maneuvering discretely at night without any lights.. Formerly a fishing boat, the small vessel now carried any and all cargos depending on their current contract, they had carried human cargo for various traffickers, plenty of drugs and all manner of contraband. Despite the outwardly aged appearance the boat sported a modern diesel electric engine that could run completely silently, and comprehensive suite of electronics and comms gear that allowed it to easily evade any maritime patrols.
Her crew of 8 prided themselves on their reputation as cunning mercenaries who would take on any job if the price was right, they had been together for many years since realizing that they could make far more money from using their boat for illegal activities rather than from fishing, although this was still a hobby for the crew to provide food, and in case they needed to pretend they were indeed nothing but simple fishermen..
A week ago one of the crew happened to be browsing his socials and a post about the rowers had popped up – he cross-checked their current location and course against the projected route of the women and showed it to the others, it was soon collectively agreed that plucking the young women from the middle of the ocean would give them a nice spot of entertainment between their other contracts so they had made the necessary course adjustments and prepared themselves for some long overdue female company.
The shock of bumping into an object in the middle of the pitch-black ocean startled Jenny out of her trance, but before she could even remove her feet from the straps of the boat and take out her earbuds she felt herself grabbed by many hands and immediately hauled upwards and out of their tiny craft onto the darkened deck of what appeared to be some kind of fishing vessel. She screamed as she felt rough hands on her skin - she was a strong woman but despite her frantic thrashing she was quickly and efficiently hogtied with plasticuffs and dumped unceremoniously on the deck whilst they shifted their focus to the other woman on the rowing boat. They knew they had to work quickly to avoid a distress call being sent, but they needn’t have worried; despite the bump and the commotion coming from outside, Anna was only just poking her head out from the hatch, still bleary-eyed from her deep sleep. Before she could take stock of the situation she was similarly grabbed and roughly manhandled out of their boat and onto the deck of the vessel, ending up hogtied next to her best friend as the pair screamed and fought against their bonds.. There was no need to gag them, their cries for help were swallowed up by the rolling vastness of the dark Pacific ocean.
Now the women were safely out of reach of their radio and satellite phone the crew could relax, they turned on the deck lights and took a moment to inspect their new visitors under the harsh glare of the LED floodlights. Even before their journey the women were both deeply tanned from their time spent training outdoors, and over the last two weeks the constant exposure to the sun had topped of their tans delightfully, their lean bodies squirming invitingly as they lay helpless on the deck, tears now streaming down their faces as they squinted up at their new captors – the whole process had taken less than 3 minutes from when their boat had first collided with the ship..
They carefully returned Jenny’s airpods to the rowing boat, and thoroughly checked the struggling women to make sure there was nothing that could be used to track their location, the feel of their smooth skin and their delightfully tight bodies fueling their anticipation of what they had in store for the adventurous pair.
They carefully wiped down the rowing boat to remove any prints, and then left tiny craft bobbing exactly as they had found it minus it’s two occupants - a mystery that would baffle investigators who could never fathom how or why the two women would have abandoned their tiny floating home so far from any help without any evidence of distress or bad weather.
Once they were certain they had left no trace of their passing, they cut the tiny boat loose and ran at full speed to put as much distance between themselves and the abandoned rowing boat as possible – when the girls missed their next scheduled check-in and could not be raised there was sure to be a coast guard plane dispatched to check on them, and it was better to be as far away as possible by the time it arrived in the area.
As the ship gained speed and plowed through the gentle swell the captain of the vessel emerged from the wheelhouse and looked down at the two athletes laying hogtied, they were still fighting their bonds and he took a good long look at the new arrivals, appreciating how their muscular bodies were straining and flexing, their skimpy lycra undergarments doing little to cover them.
No-one on the crew had spoken a word during the process of abducting the women, Jenny and Anna had been swearing and threatening them relentlessly as they lay trussed up on their stomachs, but sensing the man who had just appeared was in charge they fell silent as his broad frame blocked out the glare of the deck lights.
“Take them below, put them in the bilge..” was all he said, and men appeared from the shadows to grab the bound women.
It took 3 burley men to each woman to manhandle their struggling, bucking frames down 2 ladders to the very bottom of the ship and roughly deposit them into a tiny, cramped compartment in the very bowels of the vessel. Once the women were inside they closed the access hatch above them – there was barely an inch of space above the helpless womens’ heads as the hatch squeaked shut, leaving the bound women to struggle together in the claustrophobic, darkness within.
It was pitch black in the bilge – stale water was sloshing around them as the ship rolled in the swell, and the smell of diesel fuel was thick in the air. The curvature of the ships hull at the bottom meant that however hard they tried to move apart from each other, the young athletes kept rolling back into the center and ending up with their bodies pressed against each other. Jenny and Anna were both smart women - Jenny was a biomedical engineer and Anna was a management consultant - they knew there was no point in screaming for help, at least for now they were beyond rescue as they languished deep in the belly of their captors ship. They also quickly realized that they cuffs they were tied with couldn’t be escaped, they had been straining against them since they were bound and now the salt water was already causing the cuts they had sustained on their wrists and ankles to sting..
Their bodies were in prime condition for this voyage, and the women had undertaken just as much mental preparation for this journey as they had physical - they had worked with a team of sports psychologists to prepared themselves for the isolation of the journey, the possibility of storms, sickness and a host of other potential scenarios, but the potential of being abducted at sea had not even been considered..
Their training had however taught them not to panic whatever situation they found themselves in, so in the stifling blackness, the two bound women tried to keep their rising panic under control and talk though their predicament.
They quickly established that neither of them had managed to send a distress call, so currently nobody knew they were missing. Their next scheduled check-in was still 12 hours away, so it would be at least 13 hours until anyone began to worry, and several hours longer until a search mission could be mounted.. They had no way of raising the alarm any sooner, or any way of being tracked since all their devices were still on their boat.
They could tell that the vessel they were in was moving quickly, and they knew by the time anyone found their boat, they would be far, far away by then.
They were both still clothed, albeit in the skimpy lycra outfits that were their norm on their boat, and they were both physically unharmed apart from some superficial scrapes and bruises caused during the their abduction, and the self-inflicted cuts from trying to escape the unforgiving plastic ties.
In the stifling darkness they tried to talk calmly through possible options of what might happen to them, although their voices faltered as they talked through some of the less palatable options that may be awaiting them..
Are we being taken captive for ransom? Would they hurt us if the ransom isn’t paid? Were they going to be trafficked as sex slaves? Would their captors rape them? Where were they being taken? They had no answers to their questions and eventually they fell silent, both girls quietly dealing with the horror of their situation, and the rapidly increasing physical discomfort they were both experiencing.
In the darkness they had no way to measure the passage of time, but they women felt they had languished in the miserable compartment for what felt like an eternity. It was stiflingly hot down so close to the ships engines, and coupled with the heat It hadn’t taken long for the positions in which they were tied to cause the bound athletes’ bodies to cramp horribly, both women crying out in pain and frustration as their muscles spasmed, unable to stretch them out for any kind of relief.. Despite their dehydration were soon also forced to piss themselves, their warm urine merging with the nasty water already washing around their sweating torsos, the smell of their concentrated piss added to the already stifling atmosphere.
Their diets on their voyage had been specifically designed by their team of nutritionists to keep their bowel movements regular and easy, and as the hours passed their stomachs also began to turn and cramp ominously. The pains in their bowels grew and grew for the two women – they both prayed they would soon be released but as time wore on with no sign of their captors both girls began to realise they might face the indignity of shitting themselves in their tiny lycra shorts.. After many years of training together the young rowers weren’t scared of talking about their bodily functions with each other, but this was anther level, they tried to convince each other to hold it in but Anna broke first with a cry of despair – as she released her bowels the stench of her faeces instantly filled the tiny compartment. Even though the girls were used to being at sea, the combinations of the pitch and roll of the vessel, the darkness, the suffocating, shitty air and the stifling proximity of each other’s bodies pressed together in the cramped compartment led Jenny to throw up, her vomit mixing with their piss and adding another layer to their torment.. Anna tried to choke hers down, but eventually the contents of her stomach were also added to the vile mixture that the women were laying in, and as they both lay there retching the women began to panic in earnest, screaming to be let out, their bodies thrashing and flopping around in the disgusting water..
The crew had enjoyed watching the young athletes on an infra-red camera for the last few hours, laughing as they listened in to the women’s conversations and enjoying their increasing misery, betting on which of the girls would shit themselves first.
Since they had agreed on the plan to abduct the rowers, they crew had been researching their victims with great excitement prior to their rendezvous at sea - they knew Jenny and Anna were nice, clean living privileged white girls and they were very much looking forward to fucking and torturing them mercilessly. Hearing them discuss what they thought might happen had only confirmed what sheltered existences the pretty girls had lead - they had no idea what awaited them and it would make their ordeal all the more enjoyable for the crew..
It wasn’t the first time that the crew had used this tiny compartment as a method of torture for their cargo, but these two were certainly the prettiest occupants their little maritime dungeon. They let the women suffer a few more hours in their misery, their cries for release becoming ever more pitiful.. Eventually they opened the hatch to the compartment – even though they were prepared for the stench that awaited them they couldn’t help wrinkling their noses as dragged the soiled women out, cut the zip ties around their ankles and dragged their stiff, cramped bodies back on to the deck where they had first embarked..
They wasted no time in cutting the clothes off the young women and washing them down with a high pressure seawater hose, making sure that all traces of vomit and faeces were gone from their bodies and matted hair.
Both women had their hands still ziptied behind their backs so they were unable to cover their bodies from the appreciative gazes of the crew as they were hosed down, the naked women resorting to huddling together face-to-face to protect their decency, looking with extreme trepidation at the crew who had gathered to see the young women in all their naked glory as the water dripped from their lean bodies in the golden light of the setting sun..
Although their lycra shorts and sport bras had been skimpy they had at least provided at least some degree of modesty, now they had been removed the girls’ deep tan lines were clearly visible, eliciting sneers and sniggering from the crew.. Their filthy sportwear items sat in a sodden heap on the deck next to them, one of they crew brought over a bucket and dropped the girls’ soiled athletic outfits into it with a wet splat. The muted murmuring of the crew, the ever-present throbbing of the ships engine and the slapping of the waves as the ship continued on its course were the only sounds.. Jenny and Anna knew that screaming for help and begging for mercy would both be equally useless, and they didn’t want to give the captors the satisfaction of either, both women staying silent and trying to keep their breathing measured and calm as they waited to see what would happen to them next..
That fateful night had been 3, maybe 4 weeks ago? What Jenny and Anna had endured since they were taken from their tiny craft had been far, far worse than the privileged white girls could ever have imagined in their worst nightmares when they had speculated together about what was in store for them.
It hadn’t taken long before both women were raped for the first time. Once they had been stripped and hosed down they were left dripping dripping on the deck while the crew unashamedly leered at their muscular, tanned bodies.
Anna and Jenny tried to stand upright and look defiant and unafraid, but with their bodies pressed together and hands bound behind their backs the fear was clear to see on the faces of both women.
As the sun finally set they led the women below decks to the ships galley where the smell of greasy food awaited them. Both girls had a flash of hope that maybe they might be fed, but when the hatch door opened and they saw the coils of ropes laid out small dining table they knew would be showed no such kindness. The table in the galley was securely bolted to the floor, and they wasted no time bending and tying the two friends over opposite ends of the table. Both rowers had their lean, muscular legs spread wide and their slender ankles tied to the table legs, ropes wrapping over the bruises and cuts from the plastic ties, soaking up the blood that was seeping from the cuts.
Once their legs were secured the crew cut the zip ties binding their wrists and folded their arms behind their backs so their wrists were crossed between their shoulder blades, their arms secured behind their torsos with rope, and a final coil of rope around the smalls of their backs securing them tightly to the table.
The friends were facing each other, 12 inches at most separating their faces, both had their eyes screwed shut, knowing what was coming but praying that somehow they would be rescued before it happened. There had been plenty of groping and fondling of the womens’ tight bodies as they were bound, and they knew for sure they were both about to become become rape victims - neither of the girls were religious but both women were fervently praying that it would only be their vaginas that got violated - neither Anna or Jenny had ever had anal sex before, and would have preferred to keep it that way.
The crew were in no hurry and stood around them enjoying the sight of the bound women squirming and trying to prepare themselves for their imminent rapes..
The captain and his first mate enjoyed the privilege of their status, taking their places between the spread legs of the helpless friends, delighting in the tightness of their holes as they simultaneously forced themselves inside the two young athletes.
Jenny and Anna both had their eyes screwed shut and their teeth gritted, trying not to scream at the pain and trying to be brave for each other, all the while both of them were feeling ashamed that they were being raped in front of their friend, and that they were somehow also violating each others privacy by being present while the other was so intimately assaulted..
They crew had deliberately only tied the women’s’ waists to the table as it meant they could reach around and grab the women’s breasts while they fucked them – neither women had large breasts but they both had delightfully pert nipples which to the crew’s great delight proved to be extremely sensitive, and they were finally able to illicit some screams from the girls as their nipples were crushed and twisted by their assailants.
Laughter, cigarette smoke and the smell of alcohol filled the air as the crew enjoyed the company of the helplessly bound athletes long into the night.
The gang rape went on for some time, each of the crew fucking both girl at least once, but eventually the crew were satisfied for the night, and the captain was just emptying his balls deep into Anna’s tight ass for the second time that night..
As he finished some of the crew untied Jenny’s ankles, and the ropes holding her to the table and dragged the exhausted woman around to the other end of the table. As the captain pulled his sizable dick out of Anna’s ass they forced Jenny to kneel between Anna’s spread legs, her stretched asshole still gaping from it’s most recent violation, cum oozing out of it.. The captain grabbed Jenny’s hair and to cheers from the onlooker forced her face deep into her friends ass crack..
“Clean her out bitch, clean up your friends filthy asshole, we wanna see that pretty tongue of yours doing some work .” She knew she had no choice – she screwed her eyes shut as she forced out her tongue and licked her best friends ass crack, choking down her vomit as she licked the shitty, bloody semen that dribbled out of her friends butt.
Every time she tried to pull away they shoved her face roughly back between her friends ass cheeks, overwhelmed by the smothering sensation of her face being shoved deep into her friends ass and the mixture of fluids that were coating her face.
After what felt like an eternity, the captain, whose manhood had clearly recovered from his last exertion yanked her hair and pulled her away from Anna’s ass. He twisted her hair cruelly and Jenny screamed, trying to turn around on her knees to relieve the pressure on her scalp..
His sizeable cock dangled in front of her face, there was no mistaking what he wanted to happen next.. Jenny knew that the last place it had been was inside her best friends ass, but she had no choice and took his burgeoning erection gently in her mouth. She knew biting him would sign her death warrant but she had given many blowjobs over the years, and prided herself on her technique however before she could do anything the captain grabbed her hair and forced his now fully erect penis right down her throat.. Her gag reflex kicked in and she tried to force it out, the captain had expected this and he held on to her head tightly and pulled her face tighter against his crotch, forcing his cock deeper and deeper down her throat..
With her wrists and arms were still uselessly tied behind her back, Jenny was choking and within a few seconds her face was bright red, her struggles rapidly using up the oxygen dissolved in her blood, replacing it with poisonous carbon dioxide which only made her thrash harder as the urge to breath became all-consuming.. The captain showed no sign of mercy as her body began to convulse, Jenny’s vision began to was blurring and fading as she asphyxiated, and only when she passed out the captain pulled his penis out of her throat, wiping the thick strands of her throat mucus that coated his penis across her unconscious face..
Jenny’s head was throbbing as she slowly opened her eyes, a harsh slap to the face jolting her back to consciousness as her faculties slowly returned and she reluctantly resumed the nightmare she was in..
They must have lifted her onto the dining table as she now found herself on her back staring at the ceiling of the cabin, she tried to move her legs but they were being held firmly apart, it took her a moment to realize that the strange sensation between her legs was Anna’s head being pressed against her pussy, they must have untied her friend and forced her to repeat what she had just endured, she was glad she had been unconscious for at least a part of that humiliation..
Anna was pulled to her feet, and the men holding her legs apart released them, but Jenny was too exhausted to move, and just laid on the table, eyes closed trying to process everything that had just happened to her and her friend.
Suddenly a bucket was slammed down on the table next to her head, startling her out of her reverie, accompanied by a dreadful stench that immediately reminded Jenny of the smell of the disgusting portaloos at the many rowing regattas they had attended over the years.
The captain reached into the bucket and pulled out her lycra shorts that they had cut from her body before they were hosed down, they had been sat marinating in the girls filth since then.. He dangled the disgusting fabric in front of her horrified eyes, thick brown fluid oozing onto her face.. “Open wide…” Jenny tried her best to resist opening her mouth, but the captain grabbed one her nipples and crushed it brutally between his thumb and forefinger, as she screamed in agony he stuffed the vile garment into her mouth and kept forcing it in until her mouth was completely stuffed.. One of the crew was waiting and handed him a roll of duct tape which was wound several times around her head, sealing the shitty shorts inside.. With her arms still helplessly folder up behind her back there was nothing she could do to remove the tape and force out the revolting fabric, she just needed to focus on not choking as the shorts were pushed back deep towards her throat.. She realized that she needed to work the fabric around in her mouth to make it less uncomfortable, but every movement seemed to cause more shitty water to be dislodged from the shorts, and threaten to make her throw up and choke on her own vomit.. Once they had smoothed the tape down, they let her slowly slip off the table and curl up on the floor as best as her bound arms allowed.. From the floor she could hear Anna enduring having her own soiled shorts stuffed inside her mouth, she heard the duct tape being pulled from the roll, her friend fighting the same battle against choking and vomiting with her mouth now full of their combined excreta..
Once the underwear was sealing into Anna’s mouth both women were dragged to their feet lead back onto the deck of the ship where a small metal cage had appeared and was set in the middle of the deck - the captain gestured for Anna to get inside, shoving her forward and sending her sprawling, with her hands still bound she couldn’t break her fall, but slowly she got up and awkwardly crawled into the tiny enclosure.. It was clear to Jenny that she should follow, and she joined Anna inside their tiny prison.. It was barely big enough for the women, and the captain had to shove the door hard to get it to close before he padlocked the helpless women inside..
Shoved into the metal crate with their underwear taped in their mouth and their arms still folded cruelly behind their backs, the women had no way to get comfortable or console each other in any way. Their genitals were bruised and sore, their nipples aching wickedly , and soon their bodies were cramping all over at being forced into yet another cramped position for a prolonged period.
As the temperature dropped the crew retreated into the warmth of the wheelhouse to share at the videos and photos they had taken of the women in their humiliation earlier, leaving the women outside to once again sob helplessly at the misery of their plight.
That had been their first day.
Whenever they were not being abused the women were crammed back into that small cage which was always exposed to the elements. In a small show of humanity they were not usually bound when they were forced inside, and when the temperatures dropped overnight the women huddled together for warmth as best they could whilst they tried to sleep in the cramped confines of their crate.
Once during the first week they had seen what looked like a coastguard aircraft far overhead, but no one had never come to investigate the small, innocuous looking fishing boat - since then there had been no sign of any search parties and any hope of rescue had all but evaporated.
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Over the weeks since they had been grabbed the women had endured a relentless stream of torture, abuse and humiliation from their merciless captors. The young women had been beaten, raped, branded, burned with acid, electrocuted, choked, and as the crew worked in shifts there was very rarely an opportunity for the women to rest as they were the main source of recreation for the off-duty crew members. The women were given enough scraps of food to keep them from starving, and water to keep them hydrated, but it was barely enough to sustain the women who were used to a calorie and nutrient rich diet..
The women had been best friends for many years, but they were both straight and there had never been any hint of sexual attraction or tension between the pair through all the years they had trained together.. That hadn’t mattered one iota to the crew who
took great delight in forcing the two women into performing the most intimate of sexual acts with and on each other.
In one of the more terrifying ordeals, their captors had attached the ships crane to their cage, and lowered the petrified women over the side of the ship into the rolling ocean, repeatedly dunking them as the crew watched over the side, pointing and laughing whenever the bedraggled women emerged choking and gasping for air as they endured longer and longer underwater..
Always practical, Jenny and Anna had monitored themselves as best they could the next couple of days for the signs of secondary downing – they knew the risk that if they had inhaled too much water that their lungs could fill themselves with fluid, drowning them from the inside even though they were back on “land.”
Some afternoons the crew had just tied the women naked on the hot deck, rubbed their bodies with cooking oil and taunted them with ice cold drinks, dribbling salt water into their parched mouths whilst their intimate areas burned deeply under the searing sun..
As the days wore on it seemed the captain had taken a fancy to Anna and directed most of his attentions towards her. Two days ago Jenny had watched her friend endure a particularly savage beating from him – he had left Jenny in the cage while he dragged out Anna and tied her wrists to the ships crane and lifted her off the ground before using her lean body as a punch bag, he took advantage the rolling motion of the of the ship and Anna’s swinging to increase the impact of the blows that he rained on the young woman’s body. Jenny had watch the scene helplessly from the cage, the sounds of the blows landing on her friends body were just awful to her - Anna had thrown up several times and was clearly badly winded and in pain from the brutal assault, the captain only stopped when she passed out and hung limply by her wrists, angry bruises already showing on her body.. He had cut her down and taken her unconscious body back to his cabin.. Jenny had been locked alone in the crate all day without food or water, but (and she hated to admit it to herself), enjoying the extra room to move.. The captain didn’t bring Anna back to the cage until well after the sun had set, as she crawled inside it was obvious she was badly hurt, Jenny tried to comfort her as best she could, but Anna just buried her head in her arms and wept, unable to talk about what horrors he had just visited on her.
Since then Jenny had noticed that Anna’s condition had been steadily worsening over the last couple of days, from what Anna described of her symptoms it seemed more than likely she had fractured some ribs, and she suspected that her friend’s colon may have been perforated and there might be an infection in her bloodstream.. The next day they were given food and water as the crew went about their chores, but they seemed to be gradually loosing interest in the increasingly battered and bedraggled women and didn’t even bother to take them out of their cage to rape or torture them. As they awoke in the cramped cage on the second day her friend was noticeably weaker and less coherent. Jenny tried to comfort and reassure her that she would be OK, but as daylight slowly crept over the shivering women Jenny knew that unless Anna received some antibiotics and serious medical attention soon her life was in imminent danger..
Anna’s decline had not gone unnoticed by the crew, who were experienced in a wide range of medical issues that they routinely encountered on their various escapades, they knew what it meant and what needed to be done.
As the sun rose above the horizon they pulled the naked women from their cage, tightly bound their wrists behind their backs and marched them onto the exposed deck of the ship..
Jenny was pleading for them to give Anna some medical treatment, but instead they shoved Anna roughly to her knees, the helpless woman was too weak to resist and hung her head as she swayed with the motion of the ship.
Two of the crew held Jenny by her arms, while a third stuffed a filthy rag in her mouth and sealed it in in with another wrapped around her head and knotted tightly at the back.
Jenny opened her mouth and accepted it without a fight – it tasted foul, but everything on the boat always did, and both girls had come to accept it since that first night when their shitty rowing pants had been sealed into their mouths..
Back on that first night they had both been raped by all 8 of the crew over several hours, and that was the last time they had seen them assembled all together during their entire incarceration, Jenny noticed they were all present this morning on the deck preparing to enjoy whatever the impending spectacle was going to be. Jenny noticed they had also used the same plastic cuffs they used when they were abducted to bind their wrists this morning, so whatever was about to happen was probably significant. She tried to breathe deeply and mentally prepare herself..
The captain appeared on the deck, and sauntered over to Anna. The two women had discussed the captain’s accent many times, but had never managed to fathom where it was from, somewhere in South America was all they could agree on.
“Well my dear, sweet Anna, for you the good news is that your suffering will soon be at an end.. You’ve given us a great deal of pleasure – me and the crew will certainly miss you around here, but alas the time has come for us to part ways.. “
Anna didn’t seem to register his words, but Jenny certainly understood their meaning, and redoubled her struggles against her the men holding her and screaming into her gag, her pleas for mercy never making it beyond her tightly stuffed mouth..
Jenny noticed that the constant throb of the ships diesel engines on which it normally ran had stopped, the only sound came from the metallic slapping of the waves hitting the ships hull..
During the long nights locked in their cage the women talked openly about what they thought would happen to them now they were aware what the crew was capable of, and one scenario was certainly that if the crew needed to dispose of them, it was most likely they would be simply thrown overboard – in the vastness of the Pacific Ocean their chances of survival were zero, especially so far from shipping lanes, the chances of their bodies being found was also almost zero.
Drowning had always been a fear of both women, the near-drowning they had endured when they were dunked in their cage had left deep mental scars on both women – they had both endured panic attacks several times since, something neither of them had ever experienced before, the crew sometimes deliberately triggering the women by pouring bucket after bucket of water over them whilst locked inside their tiny enclosure.
Jenny prayed that whatever was about to happen would be over quickly and mercifully, although from what they had undergone, she knew she was about to witness something dreadful.
The captain spoke again.
“This part of the world is famous for it’s marine life, it’s something we sometimes stop to appreciate when we have the time, or on occasion, the need.”
The sun was rising, and the captain stared over the side of the ship, he gestured to the crew to bring the women over so they could follow his gaze.
Jenny looked where the captain had gestured, and even after all she had endured, she felt a knot appear in her stomach.. There was no mistaking the dorsal fins that were cruising unhurriedly in the dawn light around the boat..
Even through her fever and infection Anna realized what she was looking at and began to struggle, albeit feebly.. The captain turned and retrieved a wickedly sharp looking machete from a leather roll that neither girl had previously noticed.. He inspected the vicious blade, the sunrise colours glinting on its flawless steel surface, and with no warning swung a mighty blow at Anna’s right arm, just above her bicep.. The razor sharp blade severed her arm cleanly and it thudded down onto the deck behind her in a spreading pool of crimson blood. Before Anna could register what had just happened he quickly adjusted his stance and swung again, this time neatly severing her left arm which likewise dropped to the bloody deck.. Despite her arms being brutally severed, Anna’s wrists were still bound together, the fingers on her severed hands disturbingly intertwined as they lay across her calf muscles as the doomed rower looked down on her amputated limbs.
For Ana the pain hadn’t registered yet, her body was in shock and, her mind not able to comprehending what had happened to her arms. The parts of her brain that controlled her arms and dealt with the nerve impulses that were returned from them was undamaged, and could not make sense of what her eyes were telling her, - she was still kneeling, looking at the spurts of blood coming from the stumps where her arms used to be, and her severed limbs laying in a spreading pool of her own blood – her legs could feel someone’s hands resting on them, but she couldn’t comprehend that the severed hands were her own..
Jenny was shrieking into her gag and thrashing wildly to no avail against the strong men holding her, desperate to somehow help or comfort her mutilated friend.
The captain bent over and casually picked up Anna’s severed arms using the zip ties that still bound her wrists together.
Gesturing to the crew members holding Jenny, they wrestled her over to the metal bulwark on the side of the ship, and forced her to lean over the side, looking down into the water some 6 feet below. She bucked wildly but could not escape the vice-like grips of the her captors, all she could do was look backwards over her shoulder at what was happening to her best friend..
Anna was fully in shock as she knelt on the deck, wiggling the pathetic stumps of her arms, still trying to understand what had just happened. With his free hand, the captain grabbed her tangled, matted hair, and almost gently pulled her up from her knees. If she hadn’t been supported by her hair she would have surely slipped as she stood in the pool of her own blood, but once she was on her feet he guided her as she unsteadily wobbled to the edge of the vessel, leaving gruesome footprints and a trail of dripping blood across the deck.
He stood behind Anna, his hips forcing her against the railing, her blood staining his shirt as her body continued to haemorage blood from her severed brachial arteries..
Holding her severed arms by the tie that bound her wrists he dangled her recently detached limbs over the side of the boat and let the blood drop into the ocean below.
Both women watched in horrified fascination at the surreal, macabre spectacle unfolding before them..
As soon as the first drops of blood hit the water the patiently circling sharks all turned and headed immediately towards the source, sensing a creature in distress and the potential of an imminent meal..
“Wave goodbye to your arms Anna” the captain cruelly grinned as he dropped her severed limbs into the expectant gathering below..
Instantly the water erupted in a boiling, thrashing frenzy as the creatures fought to get the flesh that had splashed down.. Anna stared blankly at the spectacle happening below as she watched her own arms devoured in a matter of seconds - it was hard to count how many of the fearsome predators were feasting, and more seemed to be appearing by the second..
As she pulled her eyes from the horrific spectacle Jenny noticed that the captain was standing up against the ships boarding gate, pressing Anna against it to hold her upright, Jenny could see that Anna was now fading rapidly from shock and loss of blood, her eyes starting to roll back into her head..
The captain braced himself and grabbed Anna’s tangled hair with both hands and motioned for one of the crew up open up the gate in the ships’ gunwale, removing the barrier between her and the ocean.. He gave her a bodily shove forward and the doomed woman screamed as she stumbled over the edge of the ship.
Rather than let her drop straight into the ocean the captain took her weight and swung her body to the side as she fell, grunting as her falling weight slammed his body into the metal railing. He held onto her hair, stopping her fall with her feet still a yard or so above the surface of the water.
Even for the hulking captain the effort of holding the swinging woman by her hair was intense and quickly began to take its toll, he hurriedly looked over at the Jenny as she screamed and fought against her captors, through gritted teeth he managed to grunt “Any last words to say to your friend?” He laughed as the gagged woman glared back at him..
The initial feeding frenzy hadn’t lasted long and had all but abated as soon as the large parts of meat from Anna’s arms had been consumed, but as Anna dangled helplessly by her hair over the water, the blood dripping from the stumps of her arms and the futile kicking of her legs above the surface made sure that the predators were still lurking expectantly directly below her bloodstained feet. The crew were all assembled along the railings with their smartphones, ready to record Anna’s demines in ultra-high definition..
Anna looked over into her friends eyes just as the captain released his grip, she cried out in terror as she fell the short distance to the water, the splash cutting her off, but that sound and the look of utter horror on her face as she fell would haunt Jenny for what remained of her days..
When Anna hit the water she sank immediately, but the water was clear enough that Jenny could see her below the surface even as her blood created a crimson cloud in the water around her.. Despite in her state of shock Anna’s survival instincts kicked in and revived her enough to kick her strong legs furiously to try and get back up to the surface.
Jenny saw her friend’s head break the surface and she sucked in a quick gulp of air but the sharks were on her in an instant, and she was pulled back under the water before she could even scream.. Jenny watched in wide-eyed horror, unable to turn away from the writhing, thrashing bodies fighting over her the flesh from her best friends body.. The water was a deep crimson, after only a matter of seconds the roiling water subsided, and the sharks began their expectant circling again, all trace of her friend was gone, other than a slowly fading red cloud in the water..
The men holding Jenny loosened their as she sagged in their grip, dropped to her knees and wailed into the filthy rag stuffing her mouth...
She could only imagine the terror her friend had just endured, she prayed it had been over quickly and she didn’t have to endure the feeling of those dreadful teeth tearing her body apart..
She knew that once her own body gave out her fate would likely be the same, visions of her best friend getting torn apart were already dancing through her brain threatening to overwhelm her.. Now she would have to endure whatever torments awaited her alone without anyone for comfort, with only the prospect of a gruesome death awaiting her at the end..
Postscript:
Over the coming weeks, the crew of course continued with their physical abuse of Jenny, but they also tormented her relentlessly with the videos of the last minutes of her friends life, and the close-ups of her face as she fell to her gruesome.
Jenny begged them over and over to end her own life, but as long as she was a warm piece of meat that could satisfy their needs they had no inclination to ease her suffering..
Jenny’s physical and mental condition had deteriorated tremendously since her capture, especially so since Anna’s demise – she no longer possessed the toned, muscular, heathy rower’s physique from when she was captured – now she was a weathered, skeletal shadow of her former self, a mentally broken shell who simply endured whatever degrading acts were inflicted on her, or she was forced to perform. The crew much preferred the spirited woman who used to fight them, and their treatment of Jenny reflected her decline – now she was just a set of holes for the crew to empty their balls into, she was mostly left to rot in her cage and would be dragged when anyone needed relief..
It wasn’t too long before the crew got wind of a new contract for which having an unexplained female presence on board would create uncomfortable questions, so as they approached the location of their rendezvous in the dark, Jenny was awakened from her fitful sleep and roughly dragged from her cage..
A heavy length of rusty chain was quickly fastened around her ankles, and she was unceremoniously yanked to her feet.
Jenny had always thought she’d know when the time was coming, and that she would have the chance to make her peace before the end came, but it was all happening so quickly..
She looked at the two crew members who stood before her, and before she could say anything one of them removed a short pocket knife from his shorts and stabbed her in the stomach, opening up a 6 inch gash in Jenny’s gaunt, concave abs..
She wailed and fell to the deck, clutching at her stomach, seeing the thick blood covering her hands in the harsh light of the deck floodlights.. She felt herself lifted by her ankles and under her arms, and unceremoniously swung over the edge of the ship and down to the pitch blackness of the Pacific ocean that was waiting to swallow her.
