“What about the little girl, Boss? Can I at least put her in the coach?” JT asked with concern. The sight of her little body on the dirty mushed u...p snow, deeply affected the young man.“Do what you like with her. She is no bloody good to me dead. Shove him in there as well,” Red replied, still pissed-off and dabbing at his stinging face.Ray removed Prue’s coat and then put it back on her, so it trapped her arms. He then wrapped a rope around her arms and the thick woollen scarf around her head. His head rose from my bosom and our lips met once more. I opened my eyes and saw his were shining like the sun in the sky. His hand was slowly tracing further up my skirt. I felt myself dripping in my pretty white French knickers. His fingers started to stroke the soft material. The pressure inside my thighs was building, I was moaning more rhythmically now. Suddenly I felt a rush of warmth on my lady garden. Scott had slid his hand into my panties. For a moment his hand stayed static, just. “AHH!!! Please! Slower! Ahhhh!” the girl squeaked, but Scar-Arm ignored her. With a loud SMACK, he swatted each of her ass cheeks in turn, continuing to rail her slender body with his savage fucks. It was no wonder that the blonde captive’s butt cheeks already sported bright red handprints. Meanwhile, Scar-Arm growled at her, “Keep moaning, bitch. I know you like taking cock. Be content with what I give you. Or do you want me to gut you like your former owners?” That seemed to dissolve whatever. The unfamiliar surroundings killed that notion, however, and she began to wonder where she actually was. ‘Not on that strange ship,’ she thought. Her eye caught a gleam on the far wall and she saw a strange assortment of weapons hanging next to a mottled black and gray vacuum skin. Her ear caught the sound of a sonic refresher and she realized the man must be in it. Painfully, stealthily, she rose from the bed and reached across for a knife. ‘I doubt you would be able to injure me,’ the man.