smother sitter
07-27-2011, 8:22 AM
Nice to see you again airtight. I not sure you read my long story, with sevearl femdom issues, including facesitting, foot fetish, femdom f**king, aliens, mutants, cyborgs, growth, fart fetish so here it is
Planet Versura:et
Planetary Prisoner
"Prisoner coming through, dead man walking."
I was hand cupped, and was led to the back room of the prison. Fifteen years ago, a terrible Civil war broke out on our formerly beautiful planet. The government of our planet became more corrupt as the Federation withdrew its support. Liberals, Conservatives, Federalists, Anarchists, Socialist, Rebels, Pirates and Aliens, descended on our planet. War, famine, disease and general chaos ruled the planet. Several years ago, a powerful military group, call itself "the Core" took over large parts of the planets resources and is virtual dictatorship. It's leader, an old man named Sage named himself ruler of the planet. A number of freedom fighters including myself made an determine plan to over throw him. I had mess up and gotten myself captured.
"What are you waiting for, Prisoner!?, Get your ass moving NOW! Or do you want another turn at the cross?"
I look at the blond eye blue eye girl who was tugging at my arm. I guess she was in her late teens. She was probably a child when this damn war got started. She was suppose to be starting her life, living her dream, but now she was a guard in this dungeon of a prison.
"Move it old man, Officer Vix doesn't like to kept waiting."
I try my best to moves, as this young woman half drag and half kick me. I was surprise at her strength. Being 45 year old and over six feet tall, I did not think that a slender girl like her could move me like this. The both of us hurried over to the back room. It was labeled, Officer Vix.
"Here you go ma'am, prisoner 5413 is here like you requested."
Officer Vix was a tall woman. She was black, her short straighten hair framed her face and went to her shoulders. Above her eyebrows and on her cheek, she had various scars. She must have been a soldier at one time.
"Good enough, Dixie. Why does you go and get something to eat, and bring me something as well."
Dixie salute her, before leaving. Officer Vix, stare at me, her hands on her desk. Her brown eyes seem to look straight at my soul. Suddenly she lean back and started tapping her fingers.
"a former soldier, huh."
I sat back in my chair, hoping that I did not look imitated. "Joe Verge, First Sergeant, FOD 132. "
Officer Vix got up and walk around. Her boots made a loud clicking noise on the floor. Were they military grade?
A Federation soldier, at that."
She place my hands on my shoulders. Her fingers went up to my neck and began to close around my throat. she started to whisper in my ear.
"I could easily kill you. Your actions certainly justifies a excruciation. In fact, I got order to "remove' you from the face of this planet."
She suddenly move back to her chair. She slowly remove her boots. The smell was a first foul as it struck my nose. Her feet must have been in her boots all day. She stood up. and went around to her desk to my chair.
Don't move" She warned.
Leg irons were produced and clamp on my legs. She made sure they clamp tight. Now I was completely at her mercy. She at sat back on her chair and brought out a piece of paper.
"Joe Verge, founding member of 'the Hammer.' known associate of at least six rebel groups." She gave a wicked smile before she continue. "Expert in guerilla tactics. Sentence to death on sight. Excruciation will be carried out by the commanding officer. Nothing will be seem to extreme in accomplishing this goal."
She said the last words, with a particular relish that worried me. She walk around the room, the smell of her bare feet no longer bothering me.
"Now what to do with you. I could kill you now, but what the fun in that?"
She was enjoying this, I was sure. I tried not to squirm as I gather my response.
"You can't get away with this, I have right."
She suddenly came up with me and slap me.
"You have no rights, no one on this damn planet has any rights. we do what we have to survive."
She straddled my lap and began to open up her uniform top. There were several layers of thin linen cloth where her breasts were. I was wrong about her size. I thought she was a good size C cup, but she was obvious lead. She look down to her chest.
"The girls got me in trouble, in more ways than."
She grinned at me. She pull over her top, revealing square shoulders, well formed biceps, and large forearms.
"You're a soldier too,"
"Was a soldier," she corrected me.
She began to slowing undo the bindings. A few seconds later, her true breast size began to reveal themselves. She took the binding from her arm and poke out her chest. I could not take my eyes off them. They were not only large, but usually perky. It was like gravity had no effect on them. They had to be in the F class. It hit me like a sack of potatoes.
"You are a mutant."
I regretted the words as soon as I said them. She raise her hand, preparing to slap me again, but she suddenly stop. Instead she softly tap my cheek.
"I like you, you tell it like it is, Yes, I am a mutant, but first and foremost I a correction officer, and you're nothing, but a worthless prisoner."
She stood up next to me and presented her large breasts. I knew what she was about to do.
"Please can we talk about this, fighter to fighter?"
"No"
Within seconds, I felt my head, being compress in the cleavage of the massive breast of the woman. Even without her "mutant" assets, it would have been difficult to get away from her smothering grip. She was a skill smother, moving quickly to counter any of the moves his head made. his Hands, were behind his back, and he was bolted to the chair. I did his best to hold out, and he manage to get a quick air or so. But Vix's naked breasts had molded to his face. I occasionally felt her large nipples. They were erect. She was enjoying this.
"I going to die, she going to kill me with her breasts."
It was the last thought before darkness overcame me.
I woke up some time later. The first thing I notice was I cold I was. I began to shivers, and I tried to move my body to warm myself up but something held me up. I was flat on my back , with some sort of material holding me down. It wasn't cold, so it could be metal.
"Oh so you finally awake."
I turn my head over to Officer Vix. Somewhat to my disappointment , the binding were firmly on her breasts. Her calf length boots were back on her feet.
"For a second there, I thought you had died."
I look around. I have only been in Quatar prison for a while, but I could still tell this room was in the prison. It was too much light. I could clearly see officer Vix's vengeful form.
"Why am I?" I asked.
"Where dead man come to die." she said
As she walk over to me, I tried to restrain from shivering. Even strapped down like I was it was no mean feat!
She held up a piece of paper. "Joe Verge, resistant member to the rule of Sage, has been killed by the order of the State."
"But I still alive,"
She suddenly took hold of my exposed cock. "Uh Huh, but for how long."
Officer pull down her skirt, and got up the table. I love at her Blue modest panties before she sat down. She was facing my head, taking delight at the terror in my eyes. my pleas were muff underneath her. She had very strong thighs that keep me in the same position several minutes at a time. She would occasionally let me have some air , but she spend most of the time getting herself off from my face. I was faint and tired by the time she got off. She turn around and straddled by belly.
"Ha, you must be getting old. That was only forty minutes." She look down on me and turn her head. "Have you heard of the mutant camps."
"I was sent to one when I was fifteen years old. I was trapped there on Guna Island. I supposed I should have been grateful. We heard horrible tales from the mainland. Wholesale slaughter in some areas. Total enslavement in others. Eventually" she paused. "Slavers come to the compound and took a number of the mutant girls. I was one of them.
"What happen?"
"I was taken to the Core's main Fortress of Durna and that when my story really begins.
Planetary Prisoner two Titania
Palace of Duna (ten years ago)
Titania woke in the bed, centrally located in a large expansive room that was the end of the massive hall that named after her. Servants and slaves went to and fro, trying to make Titania as comfortable and easy-going as possible. Her favorite slave, Dennis was attached to his mistress behind for the last ten hours. He not only continually lick Titania's ass crack constantly, but he also made sure that not a single drop of piss fell into the woman's massive bed.
Titania did not just unfurl a yawn because she was tired, but she was also bored. She had a few servants, and personal own many slaves, but it was doing it not enough. She need to go out and think.
"Dennis," she commanded the muscular young man. "You're relieve of your ass duties. I expect my room to return to it perfect shape. " She stare hard at the male slave.
"Or there will be hell to pay"
Dennis suppress a silver as he look as the slender, lithe naked woman before him. His mistress enjoy tormenting her slaves when they inevitable failed or mess up.
Titiana, took hold of one of her female slaves' collar and straight into her eyes.
"Where are my riders, where is my seat."
The short brunette stared into the green eyes of her mistress and shook her head. Even though she was purchased at a Suromanian's slave market, she had only been in Titiana personal halls for a week. Titiana threw the girl's collar away from her in frustration, nearly tossing the girl down in the process.
"If you don't know then you better go find them. Now!"
The Brunette ran off the room and start looking in several rooms. She thought about running away from Titiana's hall but remember what happen to the last slave that tried to run away. She shudder and then darted from room. She quickly threw out any thoughts about running away.
Titania paced through her room, becoming more annoyed in the minute. She already put on her boots, the only piece of clothing she had on. Someone's head was going to roll for this. Suddenly Jeeves appear showing up his black butler suit, back up by a number of naked slaves.
Titiana lips soon became a disgusted stir. Jeeves' high polish mannerism and an ability to small light voice was annoy enough but it was his looks that disgusted her. Jeeves' was a mutant, but not like most mutants, who look barely differs from the average humans in the Federation but was butt ugly. His face was a constant source of sores, damaged skin and wild hair. His giant hands and gorilla arms made him look brutish. Unfortunately there was no way she could give rid of him. Organized, a good advisor and an inhuman ability to remain calm and collected was not the only reason why Jeeves was not in mutant camp right now. Simply put, he knew too many of Titania's secrets The Federation may have given mutants and alien rights, but it didn't mean a rat's ass in this planet.
Jeeves bow before giving her
Your Ladyship, Vivian was able to find the riders you request. However your... seat had died over night. I believe you gave him too severe a punishment.
"Oh well, I was in the mood to by new slaves anyway. Make sure ... that Brunette, Vivian? clean up the rider boy's stable.
"I hope you do not mind your Ladyship, but I order a new slave to be attach to seat. She happens to be female, and I hesitant to say this, but is a young black lady who was just recently captured."
It was unlikely if Titiana was even listen at that point. She was already on the way to the "Throne," which was nothing more than an open air carriage. Various large mirrors, show out Titiana's pale white skin, long reddish brown hair, and long slender legs. On closer inspection, however, one might notice her large pointed ears, thin eyebrow, and small point fangs. Slaves had, when ever their mistress was away, would wonder out loud. just how "human" she really was. It was s powered by a team of slave boys. Two were regular humans, but the others were alien humanoids that resembled the satyrs of old earth mythology (Think Pan.) It didn't matter to Titiana in the slightest, she just want to go.
The seat of the throne was the best part. Already the female slave was strapped under the seat. The bottom of the carriage covered her body leaving her head exposed. Titiana took a long jacket from either.. one of the slave or servant, it didn't matter in the long run. It was a long trip to the slave markets.
Hello new seat. HEY look at me, when I taking to you."
The black girl's face had a look of defiance. Titiana gave her a warm smile.
"Keep that look as long as you can." Titiana warned. "Once is gone it never coming back. Now let get to know my ass."
Titiana turn around and move the jacket away from her butt. Now they was nothing but naked flesh facing the black's girl face. Titiana quickly settle on her new slave's face. She set her full weight on her. Titiana could already fell the attempts on the slave girls attempt to breathe.
"It going to be a long ride, I hope you don't die."
Sumarions' encampment
Destro. it was a name that everyone on the planet knew about. It was also a name that everyone fear. It wasn't just a name of a place, it was a place of Horror. The Sumarions, or the lizard men, as they sometime called, have invaded this planet some twenty years ago. They have arrive after fleeing from the armies of the Federation. It was not only the main camp of the lizard men, but also a haven for human pirates and the black market.
Titiana wiggle her naked ass on the female slave's face. Normally the trip would only take a few minutes, but the hand drawn carriage that were pulled by four slaves would take several hours. Titiana enjoy the physical sensation of rubbing her pussy against a slave's face, but her greatest joy was the act of denial the slave, air. she love smothering her seat. It was the struggle under the box where the captive were held that gave her a sexual thrill. It annoy her that she had to occasionally lift from her seat, but she did want the new slave to die, not yet anyway.
The entourage was guard by Titiana's own personal guards. They were handpicked men and women who came from THE CORE's armies. Each man was wearing THE CORE's color of green, yellow and black, which covered their uniform and beret caps. A young white guard, beaming with lust, couldn't help to notice female slave who were attend Titiana every need. The slave were usually dress, with thin halter tops, long knee high boots and tiny skirts. The skirts did little to hide the naked pussy and ass of the sexy figures. A long hair blonde caught his eye.
"Man, I wouldn't mind giving these girls a little poke, you know what I mean?"
Another young soldier, a black dude named Jermaine eyeing a small Asian on his right joked. "Yeah, Casper, that what these bitches need, a poke in the right holes."
Almost immediately, a the sergeant hit both men in the head.
"What are you, sick in the head. It Totally crazy to talk like that to any woman when Titiana around, let alone to her personal slaves."
"But Sarge," they protest.
The older soldier now hit them with baton. "Go on now and speak nothing more of this nonsense."
The men quickly move into forward positions.
The sergeant, a man who has been with Titiana for years, knew what she was capable to do with disrespectful male. "Damn kids, I probably saved their lives."
The large group followed the path that were surround by fields of corn and wheat. Like most settlements on Versura, the crop fields were grow and harvested by robots. One of Titiana's attendants caught sight of the smaller machine and began to wonder out loud.
"Look at all of this robots and machine. Would it be great for us to have android(humanoid robot) toys for us women?"
Titiana chucked before she answered. "IF we had those type of machines, they would be any reason for male slaves, or males for that matter."
The laughter of the woman was heard by the entire entourage. The Sergeant in charge keep the group moving.
"Just ignore them, men. We got bigger problems to worry about."
One of younger soldiers, a corporal have to voiced his thoughts. "Sir, why are we going to Destro. I thought, Titiana already brought enough slaves."
The Sergeant was not a patient man. He nearly shouted to the young Corporal. "The reason why we going to Destro is because slavery has been outlawed on nearly settlement, but the one we going to. As for Titiana, that woman can never have to many slaves."
Titiana 's large ears could hear the conservation clearly, and she giggled softly. It amused her how the men under her command lust after her girls and then argue about it.
The wall of Destro were fast approaching. The men and women tried to ignore the nasty smell of rotten human flesh that covered patched on the steel wall. It serve of an excellent warning system. There were still unconfirmed rumors that the human skin came from still living human beings. It was the gate, however that was the most imposing.
It was tall, taller that the walls that were right beside it. It was decorated with several alien designs. While the walls were made out of steel, The gate itself was made out a tough alien material. The most impressive were the two, large, lizard shape robots that guarded the gate.
"Who got there.?!" a loud robotic voice that came from one of the robot. "What business you have with the Sumarions?"
Titiana got up from her seat, letting the slave she was sitting on some air. "It is I, Titiana! I here to do some "business," she answered.
"Titiana? We did not expect you so soon. Come before me so you can recognized!"
Titiana got up from her carriage's seat, and quickly chuck off her clothing. She exposed her half alien body to her group as she stood to one of the large robots with her lizard boots. The large lizard machine sent out a beam of light and scan her body. In a deep robot voice, the robot sent message to the gate keeper of Destro's wall.
"Titiana Oho, half human, half Envi. 6 ft 1 inch tall. Granted Visitor pass by order of Marshal Gen -Gar himself.
There were several minutes pause before the vast doors of the Sumarions' settlement open. The robotic guards step aside. Titiana held up her hand. They were not going in yet.
"Neva," she said to the Asian looking slave, "What the name of slave seat of mine."
Neva quickly got out the carriage and went to her naked mistress.
"Her name is Vic, madam, and she in a bad way."
I don't care about that! replied Titiana, "Just let her out of the carriage floor. I want to get a good look at her before we go in Destro."
It took some time for female and male soldiers to pull off the black slave Vic. Her clothes she were wearing were similar to the other female slaves. Her halter top was torn and dirty, and her short skirt was ripped in places. The only undamaged clothing she had were her boots. The other female slaves holding her up and rubbing her arms and legs. From afar, Titiana look at the whole scene with lust. It was the first time she very saw her new slave body.
"She taller than I thought. Urrh, She actual very attractive, When I come back she going to be my house slave." Subconsciously she began to rubbed her breasts.
"And, I going to have to punish the person who thought of this ebony beauty as my replacement seat."
The sound of a single ion blaster shot cause Titiana and the rest of her entourage to turn around. A large Sumarions males greet them. Their leader was smaller and thinner than most of the guards, in Titiana entourage, less alone his guards. Despite his size, there were something , almost regal about him. His bright green, scaled skin shone out brightly against his surroundings. He wore gold and silvers bracelets, a sign of his wealth and influence. His nostrils on his long snout flare out quite a lot and his snake eyes wildly scan the area. His huge guard stood still as stone.
"Look like they sent out one of their High Markers to greet us. Clearly, he not use to dealing with humans, at less not without a few guards." Titiana said to a blonde female officer named Crystal.
"Yes, but I wonder why?" Crystal
Titiana smiled at before giving her a reply. "why don't we find out."
The Sumarions was wearing what look like a vest made out of some alien material. Their pants and leggings seem to be made out of the same mysterious material. Their padded feet and long claw were bare. The large guns had both laser rifles, There were no reason for Sumarions to ever have foot wear.
Titiana confidently stroll over where the head alien was. When she entered his view of vision, the alien lizard flinch back of little. He did expect an humanoids to approach him in such a causal manner. Titiana decided she might as well have a little fun before she got to business.
"What, did I scared you."
"INFH sJSLJDF FJWEO SES JSDL VIEL"
Titiana nearly double over in laughter. The Sumarion was so nervous that he forgot to turn on his translator. It was an old Lawgos translator model.
"What was that? I couldn't understand you."
The lizard man was quick to touch a metal disk that was hanging around his neck."I.. I said...Nuh, Nuh, no, You don't scare me, wh-wh-why would a High Marker, like myself be afraid? Just because have bootss made out the skin of lizard, doesn't not me we should be afraid"
Titiana went straight at him and look down into his eye. This male Sumarions was nothing like the fearsome warriors that was part of Federation propaganda. She took him by the chin, just below his row of small teeth.
"You are afraid, because you are NOTHING, not even to your own species. " She slowing walk always giving him a good look and her naked swaying rump. "Why would they leave you here all by yourself."
The High Marker Sumarion quickly look around. His large lizard men guards had had start to disappear back to the city.
"What in Dumos'(an Sumarions deity) name do you think you do. I, am Zar-Zur, son in law of the Great Gen-Gar."
As Zen-Zar's guards, turn to leave, the lizard to began to rerate his fellow Aliens in their own language. None of this matter to Titiana, this was the reason why she was here in the first. When he was left all alone, he turn to the humans who now has him at their mercy.
"Well, what do you think, Crystal, won't this one make an interesting slave, especially is what they say is true." Titiana comment.
"Perhaps, my lady."
The High Marker was scared by these remarks. He turned to confront them. Pushing his translator up to full volume he began to challenge the humans.
"I don't know what going, but I won't be a part. Do you humanss think you can turn me into a slave. They will be terrible punishments, if you even dare to touch. I am the High Mar-"
Titiana raised her hand. "Before you continue this tirade any further, let me just say we have no intention of enslaved you. " She put her other hand around her big, pointed ears. "I have a request from High Mar Oro Sai herself to kill you, isn't that right, Thigh-masters."
The Sumarion's eye grew wide when he heard this. He start to run back into his city, but the wall were already was on the way to close. He tried in vain to try to pry open to the doors. but they was near impossible. He was cry and shout in his own language, plead for mercy from his own species.
Titiana put her hands on her hips. "This is pathetic, let finish this up and go home. Thigh-master get over here. Start your mission."
Both male and female soldiers, heard loud thumps, and felt the earth shake and little. They clumsily tried to hold a salute for an elite fighter was coming. Suddenly soldiers and slaves were push out the way by an unknown force, and now everyone could he loud grunts of this female fighter. A slimmer a light flow from the area of the wall, appear in front of the distraught alien, for his death was at hand. Thigh-Master had appeared.
No one know the story of the huge monster of a woman who had appeared in front of their eyes. Civilians say she was some time of huge Mutant, the soldiers claimed she was some sort of a GEH (Genetic Enchanted Human. ) Not even Titiana know if the rumor that Thigh-master was some unknown humanoid that was un discovered was untrue. All that was know was the Thigh master was a ruthless mercenary that enjoy killing men, (and male aliens) in unarmed combat.
The 9 foot tall humanoid began to chuck off her Cloak suit. Now that her prey was trapped , she no longer need it. Underneath, her naked, muscular body, gleam from the sweat. She had followed the group from afar, and nearly ran the whole way. Instead of being tired, her whole body tense for the fight to come. Huge feet, large enough to break a normal man' arms led to shapely calf. Un-natural large, disproportionate thighs created her namesake. Her big thighs led to a wide waist and huge ass, rumored large enough to smother three men, Her huge hand rested on her "normal" size hips. Her bust was impression, through it was not large in the proportion to the rest her giant body. Her square shoulders was solid, built to support her sizeable biceps and noticeable fore arms. She had a rather long neck, which made her seem even taller.
It was Major Minerva, the highest officer in Titiana's sizeable entourage who observed the most puzzling aspect of The Thigh-master.
"My lady, I have heard many rumors about the mysterious Thigh-master, but I never believe this one until I seen it with my own eyes. She has the most beautiful face."
Titiana grin and nodded to her subordinate. The Thigh-master reputation as a brutal and sadistic giantess, would not bring the image of beauty at all. But everyone was amazed by her looks. She had long flowing hair, that framed her face on a good deal of her body. She had a perfect proportioned set of brown eyes, cute nose, and big moist lips. It was not the type of face that you would associated with a monster.
The Thigh-master circle around her prey. One of the Federation best shock troop would stand any her, let alone this tiny Sumarion. Titiana took the time to organized a show.
"All everybody, line up, two by two, slaves to the left, soldiers to the right. No, except for you two. " Titiana pointed to two young soldiers. "Come here."
As everyone quickly assembled, Titiana gave the strict command to the young men to stand still. "Everyone..." she paused slowly. "This promised to be any interesting show, since we don't have any proper seating." she smiled "All the men here would have to become seats for the ladies."
This cause groans to come from the entire male portion of the entourage, but each man knew their duties. Most laid on their backs to the ground. One, sometime two females sat, either on the laps or chests of their new "seats." Some of the stronger men who hope that this would be a short fight crawled on all fours and let the woman sat on the backs. Many of the woman, now comfortable in their seats, began to unpeel their outer layers of their clothes. It had been a hot day, and many were looking forward to the fight. The Thigh master had a reputation for putting a good, exciting show. Most were tempt to move as close to the male's seat head at possible, of course, face sitting during such events were forbid unless in Titiana specifically endorse it.
Satisfied at the arrangement, Titiana herself began to restrained the two men with her own discard clothes. Her jacket bound one man's legs, her stockings were good binding for his arms. She had bound some cargos (but had not wear them.) that restricted the other soldier's legs. Her bra made surprising good handcuffs. She stood up in front of both men. In one had was her panties, in the other were her socks.
"Soldiers of THE CORE, what is your names."
The black and white soldiers look nervously at one another before answering.
"Private first class Casper,"
"Private first class Jermaine."
Private first class Casper and Jermaine, you have been found guiltily of disrespecting females, and in my presence as well. You are hereby order to be smother under the ass of a female until they see fit. Now, who going to be the lucky girl who decides whether you live or die."
Almost of the females began to jump on their newly acquire seat, hoping to get noticed. Nearly all would love the chance to smother the life of a disrespectful male, and a chance to be in complete control of a helpless person.
Titiana pointed to the Oriental Neva and Nubian Vic. "You two, you will have the honor of smothering these males to your heart's delight." Titiana quickly gave her sock and panties to the women. "And you get to decide whether they give you head while there are smothering beneath your asses!"
Neva quickly push down the black male soldiers, before quickly mounting his face. It was a familiar position, she was facing the soldier's feet It has only been the second time she had the joy of face sitting and she wanted to enjoy it for as long as possible.
"Lick my ass, you son of the bitch." Neva commanded.
Vic hesitated at first. "Treat this white asshole the same what I treated you." Vic smiled. "All right," she said as she pushed the white soldier down. "Why should I been the only one to suffer." She straddle the helpless soldier.
"Open your mouth. I want you to suck, Titiana
"Hmmp! her ladyship"
"I want you to suck, her ladyship Titiana's panties, while your nose is snug deeply in my ass."
Vic quickly sat on the man's face. Her bare black pussy could feel the man's attempts to breathe.
"So this is how that feels, I want to get use to this. Vic thought to herself.
Titiana paced around. There no man seat for her.
"You, Slave gir,l get off that man. He is my seat."
The slender red head quickly got off a man. She look very disappointed.
"Feww! All right, you can have my throne."
The much happier slave quickly moved to Titiana carriage. She would have a much better view of the coming fight. Titiana quick sat on the face of the doomed slave.
"Slave, you better start licking if you want to live. Alright then, Thigh-master, are you ready. Let the game begins."
Chapter 4 Nightfall
For the past several hours I been strapped here, while Vic, my prison officer, was telling her story, Nearly a decade ago, she was little more than a mutant that was captured by the most powerful on our planet, the sadistic and half alien Titiana. Officer Vic has been straddling by chest while she been telling her long tale. She was still dress in a tan skirt, tight binding and her chest, and boots. I could tell that this woman loved to hear herself talk. Not that I could complained. She defiantly had an captive audience. Her brown eyes sparked as she told me the battle between the Sumarion and that wicked Mercenary.
"Thigh-master was of course, magnificent. She could had easily defeat that lizard man, but she knew she had a audience who love to see a good show. First she crushed his finger claws one by one. Then, he snap back both his arm. I could understand his language at the time, but I believe he was begging for his mommy."
"So Thigh-Master was basically torturing him.... for your amusement."
"Wow, you really are a Federation soldier, but if you must know. Yes, I believe that he was being tortured.
She lean back unto my stomach and that a hand to my cock. "Don't pretend that this does not excite you."
I was definitely arouse as she told me her tale, my cock had become flaccid over the description of the Sumarion's death. Don't get me wrong, I hate the Sumarions themselves, But I hate that are home world has become so degraded that the torture of a sentient being, pass as entertainment these days.
Vic began to stroke by cock, starting from the base of my balls to the it's tip. Up and Down, up and down. A quick squeeze here and there. Her fingers grasp my cock, then her palm, every movement of her hand bring closer to excitement. She continued to do stroke me. Not even her rough treatment was delaying my need to come.
"Please," I begged. "I'm going to come."
"No you're not. She suddenly, reach down and slowly squeeze my balls. You going to take it. Queen Titiana taught me how keep men from coming."
Vic turn around and sat her black butt on my face. I was surprised to learn that she was still wearing panties. Smelly, stained panties, but panties nevertheless.
"I don't want to do all the work, prisoner. I want to lick down there, and maybe I let you cum."
As a man who was approaching mid-life, I knew how to lick pussy. Bringing a woman to climax with my tongue was a specialty of mine. I stretch out my tongue and reach for her panty-covered pussy. Officer Vic must have notice my efforts, because she quickly hit me.
"No, not there" she complained. She move her panties to the side. "I want you to lick my ass." The taste of her sweaty and rancid asshole, but I little choice. Officer Vic continued to stroke my hardening cock. She then squeezed my balls.
" You have got to be better than that. Now I want you to lick the shit out of my ass. NOW!"
Not only did I have to lick her dirty ass, but I was slowly run out of air. Her considerable ass covered my head and kept blocking my air. She kept torment my cock. I heard her gasp.
"Uhh, YESSss, You're very good." She left go of my balls. "Hmm, I going to let you cum, but I'm interested if you can last without air before you do."
She quickly pump up my cock, but I was barely feel it. I was going to run out of air.
10..20..40 seconds pass.
"Let me go," I thought. I can't breathe."
50-a minute and a half.
"Look like you not going to make it. You're stronger than I thought. Most men would be struggling like mad."
"I...I..going to die now. Please not yet. I still have things to do. I don't want to die yet."
She sudden lifted up, maybe a faction of a inch, it was enough to get a little air. The air was quickly blocked. I could feel a surge of energy.
"Uhhhhhwwaa." I moan underneath my black mistress. I had came all over her hands. I thought that Vic might had said something after, but I not sure. I had black out by then.
Chapter 5 New Beganings
It was sometime in the morning before I woke up. I could feel the hard cold stone wall. I was clothed in my old prisoner uniform. I look around, the bed, the sink, even the toilet had the same familiarity. Then it hit me I was in my old cell. Had they decided not to kill me?
I saw a woman starting over me. It was Dix. the small Blond stood with her hands on her hips. She stood with her long boots, and short skirt. She seem now to be wearing a sweater over a thin shirt.
"What am I doing here? What are you doing here?" I asked.
She walk around me, not small feat given the small size of the cell. "You have been granted a relive. Tomorrow night, Vic going to give you a choice, but we look going to have to be alive first.
She say on the bed and took off her boots and socks. She slowly flex her toes.
"It was easily the most work I had all year. Switching out uniforms, changing records, and of course, moving from the excruciation rooms back to your old cell."
As she stroll across the cell, I could help but notice that her white , dainty feet was because more and more dirty. "Vic owe me big for this. So you know what she said?"
Dix came up to me kick nudge in into the ground with her bare foot. She stood over me
"She said I could do whatever I wanted to you. Don't worry, this is an empty cell block, and I just started my leave. No one even know we here. Sooo.. I think the first thing I is.. clean my feet...with your tongue
"What!? there no way I going to do something like that," I cried.
She actually giggled at me. It remind that this was just a young woman, and I was a veteran soldier. I go up from my position to show the different between the two of us.
"Oh, the old man wants to teach me a letter, weelll, let me teach you a little something-something."
She out a little device that was like a remote control and press a button. Suddenly pain and shock ran through my body.
"I can believe you didn't notice that collar around your neck. It a 'riot control' collar for dangerous criminals."
She sat down and wiggle her dirty toes. "It wasn't easy getting one for me to use but it was well worth it. Now if you don't want another shock, I suggest your do what I say. Now, I want to have clean feet before I leave the prison today, Now start by suck my toes.
I been captured by the CORE, labeled as a rebel, and sentence to die. I been smothered by a mutant's huge breasts, and nearly smother to death. But that was nothing compare to what I had to do now.
"I didn't give you a choice you little maggot, now lick my feet clean or suffer." With those last words I felt a intense shock again. and again and again. Dix should over me and tap my nose with the dirty soles of her feet. I look at her sneer and I knew I was beaten
"Are you ready to obey now. "
Yes,...Mistress."
She walk back to the bed and lay down. "Good, you can start with the heels."
Crawling over her, I took a hold of her feet and start licking her. The taste was horrible. the smell could be described of funky cheese on day one, out in the sun, Tuna. I gulp of dirt dust, mildew, sweat and lint. Each lick only brought more shame and humiliation. By to time I start on her Toes, Dix had sat up and start to look at me close.
"Holy shit old man, look like you got a boner."
I look down I saw a had a budge in my pants. I must have been so focus on cleaning her feet that I didn't notice.
"Who knew that this foot worship stuff would turn you on. Vic was right about you, you a sub in the make."
"What?!" I asked. I knew that Dix was capable of zapping me I didn't care. I just have to...to.. explain this. "I not a submissive person."
Dix pulled her feet away for me, and sat Indian style on the bed. "Yes, you are. Some man relieve that they are natural submissive and relish in that knowledge. They seek someone to dominate them. Other know that they have submissive quality and try to repress them. And then there others like you old man. Conscientiously, you're in control of yourself, but underneath all the layer of toughness, and knowledge and strength, is some young teenage punk that get a hard on whenever a member of the female species pays attention to him."
Dix took on hand and took hold of my chin while the other flowed through my graying hair.
"Now take out that cock and stroke it. I want it nice and hard.
I felt my hand took a hold of my own cock, without my command and began to rubbed it up and down. Before I knew it I was on the verge of cumming.
Dix was observing my actions. "Lay down, she said sexily. Her entire demeanor had change. In seconds, her little hands took hold on my cock as she straddle my legs. "I going to let you cum, as a reward for licking my feet. She quickly stroke my cock until I felt an urge that start in my balls and continue on to the head of my cock. I groan loudly as my sperm flew into the air.
"Well: she said as rubbed her sperm fill hands on my prison uniform top. "It didn't take you long before you cum."
She took hold of my cock and started to rubbed again. To my surprise, my sore cock began to slowly rise.
"Hmmp. I actually surprised. I didn't believe Vic when I told me how quickly you able to rise over the occasion."
"What? What do you mean. "
"You don't know, Vic has some fun with you while you were knock out."
Dix took her two hand and attempted to stroke me hard.
"Have you ever did it with a mutant before?"
"No," I said slightly embarrassed.
"I, surprised, I thought an old man like you would have fuck a lot of mutant pussy before last night.
"What?!" I said, I was so surprised I couldn't think of anything else.
"Don't worry," Dix assured. "For being out cold, you were a pretty good fuck, of course her 'abilities' help out some. You probably remember the whole thing in a couple of days. "Dix continued to kneaded my cock. I could feel my whole lower body tense.
"Look like there's going to be another big one. Let me get on your face so I could have a good seat for the show." She quickly settled her small ass on my face. Thank goodness she was wearing panties. It soon because a battle of wills. Was I going to painfully cum, or black out first?
It turn out to be both. I felled my cum flowing from my cock just I black out from Dix's smothering Ass.
Chapter six
The temporary roommate.
I woke up dazed. I could still smell the of Dix's ass mixed with her funky feet. A female appeared just outside my cell. She had beautiful Asian features. She was wearing a an official uniform of an CORE army. She was holding a bruised black man.
"Hey prisoner, this sad sack of a man is my worthless husband and his fail his spousal duties. so now you going to get a roomie. Now move"
I had no idea who this officer was. I never seen her before. She was hold up a prisoner that I didn't recognize. It was a short black guy with medium build. He appear to be in some pain. There were some scratches on his face and some strange marks on his arms.
"hey you bastard, did you hear me? This guy can barely walk, and your standing there like an idiot. NOW MOVE!!"
I quickly took hold of the man's arm and help this new woman carry him to the bed.
"Well, I let him get some rest. She tenderly kiss the man's forehead. "Good bye my Boi-sal, and good luck."
The black man groan and he slowly got up from his lay down position.
"Arhh, where I am?"
I sat down on the small bench at hang on the other side of the cell.
" You're in a CORE prison. my name is Joe, I use to be part of the Federation. Are you still in pain?"
"Nahh," He tried to steady himself. "I just got through "initiation" by the guards."
"So, what do they call you? and why were you captured?"
The man look up, his head resting in his hands. "You sure ask a lot of questions."
"Sorry, I just hadn't have any chance to talk with other prisoners."
"My name is Jermaine, First Sergeant Jermaine and I used to be a CORE soldier." he gave a long sigh. "I was sent here because, I did something, something to get me notice. Man I getting to old for this"
"Notice?" I asked curiously. "Notice by whom?
"By the big bad half alien bitch herself, Lady Titiana. I was lucky just to get arrested for the stunt I pulled. I'm 37 by the way"
"42, So that why you here. Jermaine, that sound familiar. I was captured in a raid so I didn't 'initiated,' but I heard rumors. Is it true that smother you?
The black man lead back and sighed. "The male guard would sometime beat you if you piss them off. but the female guards, that what you got to watch out for. Most of them would sit on your face just for the fun of it. Mine was real bad. She, not sat on my face, but she wasn't wear panties at the time. It against the rules, but no one cares, for us prisoners. "
He spat out some blood. "Just before she smother out, another female guard pull her off me. It turn out my new savior only wanted to take a turn with me by herself. I learn later that she was pissed off at some CORE soldiers and she took it out on me. She kick me in various places, hit me in the ribs with her small fists, and pretty drag me around. Even after that crazy bitch left, my first guard smother me off with her naked ass!"
" " I was speechless. What do you said to a man after all that?
"as for the reason that I here, " The black ex-soldier stated. "Let me start at beginning."
It seem that Jermaine was a former soldier of the CORE. He was a volunteer, rather than a conscript and quickly promoted because of his with the rifle arms, and his ability to stay cool under fire. He and his unit was sent over to battle the Sumerians alien invaders and drove them down to present location of Migvine Island. However, orders from High command stopped the planned assault into the Sumarion's last fortress.
"Everyone, including me, was pissed at Central HQ in Duna. Me and a couple of buddies decided the talk to Caesar, the head communication officer. He was not like the other soldiers of the armies. If you asked him a question, he wouldn't try to pull rank. He always answers you honestly."
"I ask him what was up, and the official answer was because Sage wanted to lower the number of wounded and dead in the Sumarion campaign. But the real answer was because of Titiana. "
Titiana, the most powerful woman of the planet?" I asked.
"Nah, forget most powerful woman, she is the ruler of this planet."
"What, when was this? the rebels and me been fight against Sage."
"I seen it with eyes. She not just one Sage's eye candy mistresses anymore. She control Duna now. " Jermaine explained
"I see, that explains everything now. The sadistic female guards, the male castration laws, everything."I said.
"See, after the Sumarions campaign, I was "recommended to Titiana's personal guard. It was pretty too, until I got into Titiana bad side. A guy named Casper and me was were nearly smothered by two of Titiana's slaves. Every since then, my life been topsy-turvy. My wife a real bitch. "
"You mean that Asian woman? She was that CORE officer, right?"
Yeah, her name is Neva, by the way. Titiana order me to pay homage to Neva's temple after I did my official duties for years. Even after I left the CORE, Titiana still dominate me. The only good thing about the whole things was my kids and my family.
I look at him at what must be in shock? "You had kids? with that woman? and your family is OK with it?"
He look down. "Neva always made sure that my family doesn't know the true circumstances of our relationship."
"I see, but that doesn't explained why you're here."
Jermaine look closely at me and shook my shoulders. "I did something bad, man, real bad. I just couldn't take it anymore."
"What," I answered. "What did you do?"
"Me and Casper want to do something big. Something that would give our lives meaning. Something other than licking the ass of some strange woman."
He paused for a minute, look around as he was trying to see if anyone was around. He lean in close to me and said, "you ever been smothered by one woman's ass, then fuck by another? "
I was surprised at this brisk change of subject. "I did lick the pussy of one while another woman was making love to me."
"Well, licking pussy and being smothered are two different things. One of the thing that Neva love to do was to tie me up, invite one of her girlfriend Chloe over and have her sit on my face. She was a large chick, I wouldn't be able to great fresh air for hours. During the entire time, she would get me hard, fuck me furiously, have a couple of climaxes, while sitting on my dick. If she had enough energy, she do the whole thing over again and fuck me. Chloe would never leave her spot, not once the whole time. I had to have her dirty stinky ass on my nose, and lick her pussy, just to get some air."
He put his hand on his forehead and breathe deeply. "It 's how all my kids were conceived man. All three of them."
"Why, Why are you telling me this."
"Cause you going to have a choice. I giving you a glimpse of what happens,,,, when Vic give you her offer.
"Wait a minute, you know Officer Vic."
Yeah, Vic was the one who smothered Casper. Casper made a different choice. but between you and me, I might have gotten the better deal."
"You think so?"
"Maybe, hadn't seen him in years before the incident. He look like a wreck, but who isn't these days."
I was thinking deeply, trying to figure out my thoughts. According this man, Officer Vic would give me some sort of offer, some sort of long relationship of sorts. Still I had to worry about this later. I was still curious about my new roommate.
"Vic offered Casper to became her Boi-sal"
"Boi-sal?" I had never heard of this word
It basically boy-slave. I guess Casper had too much pride, or he just didn't like black chicks, and anyway he took the second choice. Titiana took him.
"What did she do to him."
Jermaine shrug his shoulders. "I don't know what she made him do, but it must have bad. The moment he saw me for the first time of years, he told me about this crazy plan, and I was stupid enough to listen. He learn a lot of secrets over the years."
"What kind of plan did you guy have, and how did you got caught? did your guy plan fail?"
"I can't give you the details yet. " He look around again, "but we rush it, and we were too small a group to make it work away.
The black man gave me a grim smile. "But maybe you can."
"Me?"
Yeah if you get back to your rebel friends can do the plan, and maybe, just maybe take down not just Titiana, but the entire CORE as well. All you need is access to the file. It has everything, the plan, the evidence, everything."
Before I had a chance to question him further, another female guard appeared. She was escorted by two guards, both large males.
"First sergeant Jermaine, you been summoned, by none other than Titiana herself. It important that you be on time, we got a schedule to work with."
I was surprise at Jermaine's conduct. Rather than resisting, he was calming straight into the cuffs that the female guard had. He look up at me and gave me the same grim smile.
"C149e"
"What?" he was being pull away.
"It our file. It was the true story was what him and me were trying to accomplished. "
He was known being pull away. I grasp the bars that hold me down. The doomed man gave be a bigger smile as he being drag by the male guards.
"As best, they will return me to Neva, at worst, they will torture me before my death. Still, I not going to regret it. If you get out of here find my file and find Casper if you can."
The watch the black man go. It was interesting, he was the near the same age me but had experienced so much stuff. Even more interesting, he trust me with some crazy plan that might break CORE's grip on the planet. But first I had to worry about that black mutant, Officer Vic.
Chapter 7 Chains and Teeth
It was several hours before I saw any single soul. I must have fallen asleep some time ago, because, the next thing I knew, the heavy impact hit my face repeatedly. When I open my eyes, I spotted my assailant. It was Vic. The black woman's hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she was wearing a slimmer combo of sweater, under shirt and skirt that Dix had earlier. She gave me a wide, toothy smile.
"Wakey, Wakey, my little prisoner. It's time for you to serve me."
"Yeah. just let me... What the hell? I can't move."
"Aww, well, well princess, "Vic said she was stroking my face. "Look like you find the modifications to the bed. Yes I think steel tentacles will be better suit for you.
I look around, trying not to panic. Metal robotic "claws" have seen to grip my wrists and ankles. Whenever I tried to move the metal claws with grip tightly and force my arms and legs in a stretch out position. Vic giggled at me as she saw my face as more metallic tentacles appeared from under me.
"Ha, Ha, Ha! You should see your face now. The Binder Bench are normally use to restrain aliens and powerful mutants, so a normal man like you have no change of escape. "
Metal claws grip my elbows, knees, and both my waists and hips. Smiling at my situation, Vic slowing began to take off her clothes. She quickly took off her sweater, blouse and bindings before revealing her gigantic breasts. They seem even larger then they were before.
"Like the big girls," Vic said as she rubbed her unreal breasts. "They 34 F."
She straddled my hips. Her breasts was so big that I could not see her face. Her huge nipples, stood out like bullets. She moved both of breasts so she could see me clearly. "I bet you want to touch them. " She rubbed them some more and lean back, exposing her now pink panties. She slowing unzipped her boots. I could smell her soil socks from my trapped position. She padded her socked feet against my faces.
"Smell them, smell my feet, you little bastard. "
She then sat back on my legs, and pull down her panties.
"Don't you want to FUCK me. Do you want your white cock in my black pussy?"
"Yes, my black goddess, I want to be in you."
Yes, that was me. I was very aroused by her and want to do anything for Vic.
"Don't worry, my little Boi -sal, your eight inch will be in me soon, but I have to prepared. Why don't I have our little mechanical bench entertain you before I get ready. V245, follow command Menshholdar."
Sudden the whine of the gear of the mechanical bench came to life. More mechanical tectecles and claw appear, and began to claw and tear at my clothes. Within half a minute, I was completly naked. Thin plastic and metal sheets also appeared, coming from the bench and wrapping around my body with presition. I was completely warpped, and was barely able to wiggle around. Only one place was left free and exposed, my cock.
Vic took her time to rubbed hmy cock to full mast. She took of the rest of her clothes Small mechanical claw took a grip of my erect member as the black woman straddle my hip and impale herself. My whole length of my eight inch within her. She grin at me.
"How does it feels, to be fucking with a mutant?"
"Not that much differ- wh, what is that."
I felt it, small little things on my cock. They sting a little. It was like tiny little pins stabbing my cock. hundreds of them. Vic laughed, seeing my disconfort.
"Ha, ha, look like you can feel them."
"What the hell are they?!" I asked.
She slapped me for my response.
Don't you dare talk about my teeth like that."
Your...teeth?" I asked.
Giving me a wicked smile, she got up from my cock and sat on my trapped chest. She pull appear her pussy lips. Mingle with the folds of her labia was small pointed white objects.
"You don't like the feel of my teeth." Vic asked me. "they entrenched right now, let my show your their full length. "
The pussy's" teeth" grew in size and length until they were clearly visible.
"I know what you're thinking, and yes, these teeth of mine can and ripped up the cocks of men.
My shock expression gave her another round of laughter.
"Don't worry, if I was going to do something like that I would have done it last night. See?"
Suddenly Vic's pussy's teeth retreated into the wall of her pussy. They seem to have disappear. Reaching behind her, Vic took hold of my cock and start to rubbed it hard again.
"Scare you didn't I, "Vic claimed. "Depend on your action, we can have a quickie, a bloodbath, or ... a very long fuck.
She had great skill with her hands, because my cock was soon erect, and Vic lost no time in implanting herself again. The stings of her "teeth" was still there, but much less noticeable. She slowly moved her up and down. As she pumped herself on my cock, I could feel the grip of her teeth. She pull her hands and my chest and I could feel her as she grind and rotate on my cock. Soon, her pace quickly, and short, quick moans, escaped from her moans. I was getting greatly aroused. and the need to cum as becoming to much to bear. However, I did not want to make Vic angry by coming before her ( a problem that I always had.)
"I can feel you through my pussy. Don't you dare cum. "
Vic sat straight up in a cowgirl position. She suddenly stop moving and stood still. From this position, her large breasts block out the view of her face. I felt her pussy tighten as my manhood completely disappear into her pussy. She didn't ride me anymore. Using her strong pussy muscle control, I could you no longer fight against her attempt to milk my cock dry. She was skillfully deep-fucking my cock.
"Please, I beg, no more! I.. I going to cum.'
Loud and long cries interrupted my pleas. Vic's pussy tighten against and soon squeezed the cum out of me. Me and Vic came around the same time. I must have spurted a pint of cum into her pussy. Vic slow down her frantic pace and laid down breathing against my left ear. Both of us rested for a while.
It usually took me an hour, to fully recover from a good fuck, but I could feel my still hard cock. Vic got off me and retrieve her binding from floor. Soon her breasts was push against her chest and covered. Vic quickly got up and settled herself on my cock again. I could feel her little teeth, but they no longer hurt. She slowing start to fuck me. I could now see her face in ecstasy, now that her breasts were constrained
"It seem that my little 'fangs' did the trick." Vic said
"Fangs, but I thought that those were 'teeth.'"
"Fangs, teeth whatever. When my pussy bite you, it give out a serum that act a lot like Viagra."
"Bite me?"
She slap my face again as she rode me harder now. "Don't interrupted me, bitch. Your cock, or should I saw my cock will start hard, no matter what you do. I going to fuck and fuck you, until you beg me to stop."
Her pussy tighten again as had another organism on my behalf. She braced her palm against my against and started fuck me in earnest again.
"I hadn't ever try this, but I probably fuck you all night. She gave me another wicked smile. "Let fuck you dry then."
I started to protest, but mechanical bench shot out another metal tentacle. It end to a round numb.
"I want you to speak." Vic demanded. "I just want to suck!"
The round knob of the mechanical tentacles flew into my month. At the same time , a strange cold plastic covering up all parts of my body that was covered up by my restraints. It even covered my eyes. I was totally immobile, unable to even response as Vic tried to fuck the life out of me.
Chapter 8 Aftermath
I woke up in great pain. Vic was merciless. Throughout the long night, I must have unless over ten loads into her pussy. That wasn't counting the times, I fired off blanks. My penis was rubbed raw, and was so tender that even slightly movement would sent my cock on fire. I had no idea I was able to survive Vic's pussy teeth assault. The only good thing about that day was that the metal, and plastic restraints had disappear during the night. I couldn't have escape from her any.
"HuuUUHhh!" a low deep voice groan.
I look up and was amaze at what a saw. Vic was still upright. Not only was my cock still deep in her pussy , but I could feel little movements. Had she mount me in my sleep?"
"Wow, you was able to get Vic, into her "Rut" stage. You must have been some ride."
I couldn't see her but I know that it was the other girl Dix.
"'Rut?' what do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, "she said as she walk into my field of vision. "It's something that she does, almost instinctually. I don't think she aware of it?"
Her pussy's muscle keep a strong grip to my cock, while her thighs and arms kept her upright. She would slowly moved, but she acted like in a trance.
"You're lucky that I came when I did." Vic explained. "You probably wouldn't survive the next stage."
"There's a next stage?"
Dix didn't answer me. She hit Vic somewhere on her back, and she suddenly collapsed. Her whole body lost her "grip" on me.
"What did you do?" I asked.
Sudden I heard the whir of machinery and the stomps of something large and heavy. C grade Androids, intelligence robotic creatures appeared in to my line of sight. The robot servants bow to Dix.
"What do you need us, Mistress."
She point to Vic, and the both robots lift Vic's unconscious body from me.
"Look like Vic is falling in "love" with another prisoner." She said as the robot took her outside the room. "And make sure she get dress. She already embarrasses herself enough."
Dix suddenly turn her attention to me. I didn't like that grin of her. She walk to the table.
"A Binder bench. I should have known. This the only one here."
She walking around me, not unlike a cat playing with a mouse.
"Now what was that command again? Oh never mind, I just override it. "
Dix quickly messed with the wiring of the control panel. Suddenly the metallic and plastic tentacles and binding surrounded my body.
Nice and comfortable, are you, my prisoner? Victoria cannot save you now."
"Save me? what do you mean, save me? What going on."
Her grin, quickly turn into a frown.
"For being old, you not very wise, or you? Have you have of Nightingale syndrome? Your Prisoner officer doesn't want to kill you, and done much to protect you."
"Kill me?"
Dix smiled at me again. "Of course. You haven't forgotten that you're sentence to death for your actions against the state, have you. At some point, Vic want to save you, just like some of the other prisoners. "
Dix began to undress, taking off her blouse, bra, skirt and panties. I noticed that she must have kept her boot. She straddled my helpless body, facing my head and looking straight at my eyes.
" However, you're too dangerous to live, so the state order me to make sure you die. I could shoot you, but, I going take you down ..so do you prefer pussy or ass?'
Those was now my choices. It was either death by her pussy or by her ass
"Thing changes. That stupid idiot Jermaine shoot his mouth off to you, and his wife Neva is high enough to get him off scot free. I going to make sure that you gone.
I knew I have little choice. "Your ass, I rather have your ass in my face then your pussy.
I saw a quick glimpse of her wicked smile, as she turn around. "Good choice. That means that I don't have to see you old face when you die."
Dix placed her knees on my chest, her booted feet beside me and ass on her face. I knew from her last performance (see chapter five) that she was a skillful smother. It was the beganing of the end.
Her bottom slowly settled down on my face. The Binder table kept my head from moving. I guess she was only 120 pounds, but she feel so much more. She would grind her ass and pussy against both my mouth and nose. I could smell and taste her arousal. There was no way I could have wiggled free. Even if the bench would have kept my head up, she would responded to any struggles I tried with quick and unforgiving force.
Uh Nuh, little bastard. You not going to escape and NO one is going to save you. Die, die beneath my ass! I have my orders to carry out after all."
I was slowing losing air, and darkness fill my eyes. Above I could hear the sexual moans from my captor. Damn, she was enjoying this. I was dying, and she was having an....
The end
"Time to wake up, Joe. It time for us to be going."
"What, who are you? Where I am."
You are here at the Kunsturn facilities. Now you go to make a choice.
"Wait, where are you? I can't even see."
Oh, of course, I forgot the liquid cylinder was blocked. Open up please."
The light was nearly blinding. It took a while before my eyes could see clearly. Through the glass I could see my former captor Vic. Her hair was cut short, and look somewhat odder. She was wearing a different uniform. It look like a CORE uniform, but slightly different.
"Vic, is that you, what happen. "
"What the last thing you remember?" she asked.
"I was being smothered. Under Dix. to the death."
"I thought as much."
She gave me a small smile. "It time to go."
"Where? " I asked.
"To my house, silly, well , more like a mansion." A glass cylinder that I was in a suddenly open and I was push in the ground. I realized for the first time, that I was naked. Vic offer her hand. I look back at the glass cylinder I will probably never see this place again. Vic guide me by her hand. "You still have a choice to make." she demanded.
I walk out of the large building that I was in by the tight grip of Vic. We outside to a Flosu X19. The Flosu X19 was one the most expensive floating vehicle available. There was no way a prison officer could afford this.
"Like my ride. It was a gift." Vic explained. "Alright, Roberta, we ready to go."
Out of the darkness, a rather tall, slender, red-head woman appear. She was wearing a dress that ran to just below her knees. She had big c size cup were barely covered by the green vest, which was her only top. As I came closer to the car, I realized that she was barefoot. She had had a rather striking face with high chin bones, a narrow chin and thin eyebrows. Her hair was bright neon green. It was the her eyes that frighten me a little bit. Her eyes change from different colors as she walk about me, apparently doing some sort of inspection. They finally settle on red as she gave me a toothy smile. I guess she approve me.
"As you probably already know, you have a big decision to make today." Vic pause as she slowing walked around the hover vehicle before opening the door. "You will have three choices.
A loud robot voice came out the other woman. "He might be too old for us to do what we want, Victoria. Besides," she said, looking at me." Shouldn't he be wear some clothes?"
"Psshh, don't be silly," Victoria said. "He just prefect as he is, and if he were younger he might resist us more. Now stop call me Victoria, it's just Vic." She turned from her companion to me.
"This is Roberta, she is 369 grade cyborg. She be assisting me today."
A 369 grade cyborg?" I asked. "Isn't that a sexbot?" The #360s grade Robidian (a catchword use for describing cyborgs, androids, and just powerful machines.) was the creation of a sadistic mind. Thinking that sexual robots were not "realistic," a sex cyborg were created. A human mind trap in the confines of a machine.
"I know what you think," Vic said. "But this sexual cyborg is a dominatrix type. Now, let go. " She open the door. She then presented me with a small set of ear buds. "Here put this in your ear. "
I did what I was told "I going to the front?" I asked.
Vic smiled at me. "Not quite?"
Roberta's strength surprised me. With a single hand she threw me onto the seat of the vehicle. Roberta climb over, bunching up her long dress before sitting my unprepared face. It was hard to imaged that below the soft skin of Roberta's ass was the metal skeleton of a machine. Vic sat next to her, her body was
The first I notice about her was her weight. Even with the smooth ride of the hovercraft, her heavy weight was pressing deeply on my face. My second problem became apparently in the next few minutes. I was slowly running out of air.
"Hey old man, can you breathe down there?"
She have been must be using speaker headphones. I could hear her loud and clear. The woman lift up a faction allowing me to finally speak (and get some fresh air). "Vic, is that you? Please get this woman off me. I can barely "
"Aww, does little princess want some air, well too bad, Roberta have to accomplishing her prime directive. So you're going to handle her 350 pounds (kilograms) on your face.
With her exception of her weight, Roberta was much like any other woman. She had her rather soft, naked buttocks on my face, as seem to have little concern about my breathe. Only when she was nudged by Victoria. It was going long ride.
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Chapter 9
I later learn that it would have taken only a fifteen minute ride, escpecial one by an hovercraft, to go from Kunsturn facilities to Vic's mansion, but being underneath the girl's bodies made time irreverent. Every second I have to fight to get air. Roberta, the cyborg was completely merciless. Air was a constant problem.
"Are you sure that he Ok under there? It was your idea to put him like this you know." Victoria asked.
"Of course he is." Roberta answered as she wiggled her ass on my face. "If he is a good as you say he is, this shouldn't be a problem. "
For a while both woman travel in silence. Victoria weight was center on my leg. The moans and groans I let out was muff by the woman's large ass. I managed to turn my head sideways, and end up seeing the back of her muscular calves. I was able to breathe more deeply then.
"This is a good time as any. Joe, if you can hear me clearly, shout my name."
Roberta lift herself up, allow my answer to be heard long and clear.
"Little bitch turn his head. Trying to escape my ass, are you. " Roberta quickly turn my head to the upright position and sat back down. Vic continued her speech
"You only got three choices. The first choice is oblivious. you can became my Boi-sal (boy-slave) for the rest of your life. Your second choice is to stay with Roberta. She want to have a "experimental" human body. The last choice is Titiana, the queen of the world. She has many slaves, but few Boi-sal. "
It took some time before Roberta lifted her large fleshy butt so I could answered her.
"I want a four choice," I demand.
A heard some muffed laughter and giggling from the two women. "Oh and what would be the fourth choice then?"
'This!"
With my free hand I was able to reach for the brake for the hover vehicle. If you ever tried to break a hover craft in mid air, you know it can stop on the dime. The hover craft began to sway out of control. Not the first time did I wonder, what the hell was I thinking. By pure luck I was throw out the hovercraft before it crash into a tree. And then exploded. I was also the fires continued to burn. While I felt good about have a small taste of revenge, I still needed to get out of here. Then was no telling what the woman planned to do to me after that. Naked and cold, I left the main road and into the surrounding forest.
~~~~~
A long metallic arm reach through the debris. Soon the cyborg entire body walk around from the flaming wreckage of the hovercraft. In her right, flesh covered arms was the undamaged body of Vic. Roberta look down on her smaller companion in her arms ,and began walking.
"I told you it was too soon. He was not like the other.
Victoria was unable to look at her friend in the eye. "You right, as always. It was too soon for him to leave the cylinder environment. "
Roberta look into the surrounding woodlands. "Will we be able to track him?"
Victoria smiled at her companion. "Not likely. This Titiana's own forest and the man hunters will be here soon."
"Of course. Still we better get going too. I rather not be under a man hunter's big butt now. ~~~~
Wee-wee, Volo, Mul'lili, Destra and Gulla move through the darkness of the forest. The scent of fresh meat predicate through the air. They were giggling even laughing in the process of the hunt. There were no reason for stealth or patience today. The five of them was not expect them of enjoy themselves today.
Chapter ten Hunt to the man hunters
Naked and cold in the forest, I began to wonder if my plan to escape my captors had the best timing. The forest ground was sharp and uneven, but even through my feet began to bleed, I continue to run. After sometime, I realize that the constant noise of the forest was silent. The air was still. I could not understand the uneasiness that I had. Then it happen.
They were five of them, large female life creatures appeared and surround me. Their large muscular bodies, was partly hidden in the forest. They all have different colors eyes, but it was the female with the yellow slight eyes that came other.
Her long blonde hair, her small nose, were the only thing fully human about her. She had leathery triangle ears, not unlike a cat. She even had whiskers. She had pale light skin that had some blond hair on her limbs. Her thick thighs supported a even larger waist. As she turn around to talk to her companion, I noticed she only only had a large flesh butt, but a tail as well. It was very two feet long and have the hair that was the same color on the on her head at the end of the tail. Her hands or "paws" had only three fingers that ended in long claws. She had only had four toes on her bare feet, which also had claws. She had a very large bust, with nipples that stood out in the cold.
"VILL sui don vika se" she said. Suddenly all, but one other of my pursuers went away. Her other companion revealed herself to me. I look back, trying to see if they were a way to escape from the way I came. The "cat human" I could handle, but naked and no weapon to help me would I stand against a Craven dog bitch.
The Craven dogs are giant muscular wolf-like creatures that are feared and despised throughout the galaxy. Do not confused them with the Dogma or Mutta. They too are canine aliens, but civilized people that understand and follow the laws of intergalactic conduct. The Craven dogs, or the Dul-gar-gar as they call themselves, are more dangerous than space pirates and space Amazon combined. I could not help wonder how one landed in our planet. The Craven bitch spoke in words I could understand.
"So little and old, Volo, Surely you don't need me to help you."
The "cat human" looked at the her alien companion with her yellow eyes.
"I don't need your help, Destra. I just want an audience." She lower herself down and crawl on all four toward me.
I began to back away.
"Please, you can't do this. Your human, too right?"
She paused in her crawled position. "Part human, part genetic experiment."
She lunged toward me. "and all around kicking ass MMOONSTER!!"
I wish I could say that I got away. I wish I could say I fought her to a standstill. I wish I could say that I gave her a hard time, but none of thing happen. I turn and ran, but she caught me with her legs. With her thighs squeezed my head, and seated on my shoulders, I have little choice but to follow her commands. We walk on and on. My feet was bleed and my legs was sore. Finally she lead me to clearing, her wolf friend follow us. I was exhausted by the time we stop.
The wolf alien look around. "This is far from our territory. The others will not be pleased."
Still seat comfortable on my shoulders, the cat human hit my head reapeatly, forcing me to go to the middle of the clearing. "I don't think the others will care. We been talking about lengthen our hunting range for time. What are the "normals" going to do, fight us?"
I feel down too exhausted to do anything.
"He all tired now, he won't be much use to us now."
The "cat human" petted my graying hair. Her hand travel to from my back on took a hold of my cock.
Then we wait. I want to have you at full strength, old man. You going to have some fun."
Chapter 10 Victoria's Mansion.
Vic took a relaxing bath, easing her sore muscles. Roberta had let her go after a while both woman had to go on foot. Neva tired her Maxi cell phone, but it was out of range and the two had to call home for another hovercraft, The older VIP Sera. to pick them up. Roberta could not to berate her. She was right. Joe Verge was a mistake.
The mansion was huge, it had about 36 room and staffed by nearly 3 dozen servants and slaves. It was actually in her husband's name, Daniel Bao. Like her, he as a mutant. A psyker, to be specifically( a psyker is a powerful psychic). He had great telekinetic abilities. There was many things he could lift and move with just his mind. They have meet over 14 years ago.
Victoria got off the tub, took a towel and dry herself off. She look at her full length mirror. She was not in the greatest shape, but she was still an attractive black woman. She look like a normal expect for one detail. She felt no reason to get dress. The mansion was in a private area. She went to the living room naked, awaiting news.
"Damn, no matter how many time I see them, I still can't believe. Your boobs are so big. Can't you even see your feet?"
Roberta was sitting on Daniel. It was most likely she was sitting on her face. She had already removed her dress, so Neva could look at the fiery bush. Her long feet was on his chest, so Daniel had to support her whole weight. That said, it was no problem the Asian psyker, Daniel could withstand much more.
"Not on the mood, Roberta. She sat on her husband legs. She pull down his pants and took hold of his cock. She slowly rubbed the cock. "Had Daniel contact you yet. "
"No, he still at his astral form. "
Vic sighed. "Let switch places, I need to feel his tongue on my ass."
The two woman got up and switch. Below them the psyker was breathing slowly. Using one of his many powers, he was able to have an out of body experience. His conscience was like a ghost. With nearly unlimited range he continue his search for the missing slave, Joe Verge.
Victoria spent many night like this, using Daniel's body as her own personal sextoy. Ruled by his sub-conscience, his body would quickly responded to the woman's whims. Vic settled her black ass on the Asian face, nearly smothering him. She sat hard, grinding her ass against her face. Her cries of ecstasy covered the whole room.
Meanwhile Roberta rubbed her feet against his groin. She was sitting on the sofa. She decided to take off her vest and was now naked. Smiling, she slam one foot against his balls and another on his cock. Daniel's body responded. His legs kick out and a low groan, but nothing else happen. Smiling even wider, she continued to pummel Daniel's cock over and over.
"Don't hurt it too bad." Vic complained as she was recovering from an orgasm. I may need it later. "
"Why ?" Roberta asked. "Don't you have slave to satisfy your needs. I dated a psyker once, and when he had sex, he was in my head."
Victoria paused, her huge breast's nipples stood out two inches. She was clearly very aroused. "I know I have a complicated relationship with him. We provide for one another, even protect each other."
"Sound like the honeymoon still not over, even after ten years. eh?" Roberta set her weight on his legs. She could fell the table below them staining to support their collective weight.
Suddenly both woman felt an rocking sensation. An unknown force lift them both off the body of Daniel Bao. A green light emitted from the eyes of the powerful psyker. The two woman were set on their feet. Daniel body went back to normal. He groan loudly, no doubt recovering from his earlier beating. A green light covered his body, and it began to heal quickly. He felt back from the table, and breathe long and deep.
"Victoria" he gasp. "What did I tell you about taking care of my body. I can't recover quickly from you abuse. "
Vic smiled. She always love the way Daniel act when he "awake" from his out of body experiences.
"It was me this time, dear, I swear."
Daniel around and saw the naked cyborg. "Oh, it you Roberta, Neva I have some news. "
"Really?" Vic said as she walk up to her husband and grasp her hand. "Where is he? Where that damn slave."
"He dead, are soon will be. he doesn't stand a chance against the man hunters."
"How? she asked.
"It will take too long to tell you, when it much better to show you. I can show you his last thoughts."
"All right! I always want to go to an psyche's dream state. My last boyfriend refused to do anything cool. So what do we got to do."
"In order for us to share the dream state together, we need to stay in close contact the whole time. If we separate at all, then your minds could be stuck in limbo, forever. You never wake up. Is everyone ready."
I ready," Roberta assured. "And I know the perfect position. Daniel you lay down. Vic will sit on your face and I take your cock."
"That not necessary, All we need to do.." Daniel didn't have time to finished. Both woman had push him on the floor. Several maids and butlers gather and helped tied the Asian down. The two woman sat in their respected places. Daniel's nose was buried deep into her asshole. He had always been careful around Victoria pussy's. If she got to excited her pussy "teeth" would sometime bite his tongue. Roberta took hold of Daniel cock and enter it into her pussy.
"You're not going to fuck him are you, especially after you made fun of him all this time?" Vic stated.
"No, I just need his cock to stay in me so I guarantee to be in 'close contact' the whole time. At least that was my old boyfriend said. "
Vic rolled her eyes. She grasp the wrist of her psychic husband and hold tighten. "I did this before. So follow my lead, and stay away from the dark light."
"What? Roberta asked. Suddenly, a great light surround the trio and darkness overtook all of them.
Chapter 11
I woke up from my nap. After I escape from my two mistress, I went into a forest and was now in the whims of two Manhunters.
"Look like the old man finally awaken." The Craven dog bitch stated.
I got up from laying down and look around. The Two Manhunters had left no blind spot. The only to escape was to go through them.
"Trying to escape or you, " The Cat human stated. She stood up to her full height. She was smaller than me, about 5'5", but I she would be a deadly opponent. Her cat-like ears was at full attention.
"I hope you plan to do thing by yourself, I have no attention of interfering., Wee-Wee " Her wolf like companion stated. I glad I wasn't fighter her. I would stand a chance against a 7 foot, 300 pound monster like her.
"Don't worry, This won't last long." She created a fighting stance. "Struggle a bit, now, or I will make your defeat even worse than it already is ."
As a soldier, or even a natural fighter, they are thing that you don't forget. Fighting is one of them. Unarmed combat is taught to all soldiers, through they different in style and skill. I throw a fury of punch just to test her out. She easily dodged them.
"That all you got. Here, this is how her done.'
~~~
Roberta, Victoria, and Daniel laid down in the clearing, invisible to the world. Both Victoria and Roberta was seating on Daniel body. Vic was on Daniel 's chest so he could see the coming fight as well.
"She beat him, no problem," Vic said.
"Don't beat so quick to judge, Victoria" Daniel answered. "Look"
Joe, through naked and injured has began to responded the Wee-Wee moves. He countered her punch, and when she try to throw a long kick, He dodged and throw a punch straight into the Cat-human's nose.
"Son of a Motherf------ bitch!" The Cat human cried. She covered her nose, which was now bleed. "I am going to f----ing kill you"
"That what you get for not taking him seriously, W" The wolf-like Dul-gar-gar, Destra stated. She was laying about lazily, her muscular legs and arms spread from her body.
Roberta was sit on Daniel's legs in the alternate Dimension that the trio was in. She felt Daniel cock's and notice it was somewhat hard. Odd, since neither woman had touch the man's cock. Had Daniel be aroused by the fight. Or was it because of the furry female on the sideline. A loud SMACK drew Roberta attention. Wee-Wee had return to the flay and was now showing no mercy. She lounge against him. Joe was able to dodged the first time, but her third lounge had got him good. She took him from the back. forcing her long "claws" into his shoulders. The poor man did not have enough time to throw her off, Wee-Wee took her legs and bound them around Joe's waist. She squeezed hard. The man went down, brought by the force of her leg muscles. Wee-Wee set her arms into a full Nelson, bring both her arms behind the man head and nearly taking the limbs off of their sockets. Afterwards Joe felt down, fight any more.
"Your tougher than I thought, so I not going to take any chance with you.
Joe had lay face down so he had no idea what the female had planned to do with him. He felt her foot on his back, and took grasp of his wrist. Now he could fell the slow pressure growing on his arms. The cat human pull back more and more. Then they both heard a two pop. Joe felt the most intense pain in his life. He trash for a while, trying to ease the pain.
"Amateur," the wolf-alien claimed. "You should have broke his arms, not just get his arms out of his socket. he might be able to pop them back it, and we have to deal with all this shouting. "
Victoria, Roberta, Daniel, Wee-Wee, and most of all Joe was surprised of what the alien did next. She turn the man over to her back, set her long, black and gray furry legs around his shoulder and squeezed his head with her thighs. She double-cross her legs, grabbed both or her ankles and squeezed her calves against the man's throat. The man could barely breathe.
"That should shut him up for a while. Now grab his arm. No with both hands. Now, bend it, did you hear it pop? Good, now go for the other one. "
The ghost trio watch as the two Manhunters had individual broke the man's arms and legs. The man's face was etched in tears. Whenever his cries became too loud or simply annoying. The Dul-gar-gar would squeezed his throat with her legs, and cut off his air. Afterward the man stood still, too tired to even cry out in pain.
"He done, let take him out of misery." Destra said.
She unhook her legs, allowing the man to fall back on the ground. She settle her furry butt on the man's face, totally cutting off his air. Joe attempted to throw her off, but with his arms and legs broken, all he could do was try to twist his head and torso.
"He still struggling, " Wee-Wee said, She sat on the man's broken legs, causing him great pain. Wee-Wee watch as the man's cock slowly became engorged. She took Joe's cock in her claws, and began to rubbed the man cock up and down. Destra watch with interest as her foot-paws underneath the dying man head.
"Do you want to ride him? You are 19 year olds, so I know the other won't object."
"I would love to, but I'm a virgin. I want my first to be a captive, Someone I could use over and over again. "
Destra smiled. She understood the voracious sexual appetite of the other Manhunters (and herself,) Soon, but not today, Wee-Wee would joined them. She sat hard on the man's face. She bound on the man head, before grinding on the man's face. He didn't have too much longer.
"Let's feast on him now, while the night still young."
The two Manhunters switch places before they came together to devour the man into the endless nights.
~~~
Roberta played with fingers. The whole scene was making her hot. Victoria lean back on her husband's chest. She was enjoy the show, like someone who was watching an erotic, but violence. It was hard to image that the scene was real.
"I can feel his pain. Fear, Suffocation, hair, fur, arousal. That all over his psyche. He is known too damaged to be of any use to anyone now, even to his captor. " Daniel stated. "I suggest we leave now. I can't maintain these form forever. "
A green light surrounded the trio, then darkness overtook them.
~~~
The crime scene was brows over with Police officers from both nearby Titiana ' villa and Yorkburgs. Both group of police officers was discussing the crime, (as well as arguing about whose crime scene did it belong too.)It was the most bizarre crime that either city had seen. Both CORE cities had seen their share of strange and brutal crimes, but the one before them took the cake.
Detective Ronald and Detective William inspected the body in the forest. They were both detectives from Yorkburg Police forces and veterans of many years. One black, the other white, they were both nearing retirement age and just been partnered over a decade ago.
"It defiantly the work of the Manhunters. The claw marks, the bites, hair and fur everywhere, and of course the erect penis." Williams stated
"Cause of death, as it I had to ask." Ronald commented.
A young female police officer from Titiana's villa monitor the body. She was the local expert on bodies from Titiana's villa, and took her work very seriously. She poke and prodded the body, and inspected the man's face. It was even paler than most dead bodies she seen before.
"Suffocation, most likely. Judging from the hair and fur in his nose, I sat that the furry Manhunter sat on his face first, then the human one smother him out. I say that by looking a the growth of these maggots, that the body been here for at least three days. I don't know about the erection."
"When some men die with a erection, it stay that way for a while. Remember that weird girl that was living in Alburn heights in Yorkburgs." Ronald said.
"Yeah, I remember her, The NERCO-NYMPO they called her. She would give a guy some drugs, have sex with him, and keep on riding him even after he been dead for a complete of days. "William said.
The female officer, named Michelle stood up from her position. "You're shitting me."
"Officer, language. But we not shitting you. It been all over the news in Yorkburg.
Michelle went back to her body inspection. "make me glad to live in Titiana Villa, even if it is named after that woman. Anyway, the it seem that only the furry Manhunter mounted his cock. A former boyfriend of mine said that this would be the way he want to die. One woman smothering him out with his butt while another fuck the daylight out of him."
"Well unless, this is your former boyfriend, we need to indentify this John Doe. Any form of ID on him?" Ronald said.
"Even if he did, he was dragged into this clearing. I don't want to go into the forest to find the original crime scene. " William stated.
"Would anyone?" Ronald asked.
All three police officer look into the dark foreboding woodland. After they shudder, they went back to searching the body for clues. Another police officer, a older female named Eva help her partner turnover the body.
"So old men, did you find a lots of the Manhunter's dumpsites?" she asked.
Ronald look back towards his hometown.
"Yeah, but never this close to civilization. They usually stay far away from the busy roads."
"Look at this!" Michelle said. She point to the symbol on the back of the neck.
"Look like a bar code. Does that mine we dealing with some sort of Sumarion slave?"
"No," Detective William had a grim outlook on his face. "It mean that he was a Clone."
~~~
Number two jump up and sat up breathing. His latter attempt to get information from the other clones had its ups and down, but by far this was the worse one yet. From his isolation chamber cylinder, the syrup flown out, disturbed by the sudden jump of the inhabitant. It was design to help clone share similar experience with one another. This model could even do it in real-time , wit out the use of a psychic or other telepathy being.
"What happen?" A mysterious female voice called out.
"Number 14 is dead. I wasn't able to get any useful information out of him. He was killed by the Manhunters."
"Must have been quite an experience." the mysterious woman stated. "However you fail me. I shall have to punish you. However I will give you a choice, what do you prefer.
Number two got up, took a towel from a rack and dried himself before going to the bed. he laid down on his back
"Your Ass, Mistress." he said sadly.
The woman quickly sat on the man's stomach, facing his feet.
"My what now?" she demanded.
"Your Divine Columbian ass, mistress."
She gave him a dark smile before settling on Number two's face. She rubbed her naked ass on him, prevent him from giving him air. She stay there for two whole minutes, slowing counting. She was pleased that Number Two no longer try to struggle.
"That a good boy accept your punishment."
She got up, and heard him sniff her ass. "Good, he learning." She thought to herself. She sat on him, and again force his nose into his asshole. She stood longer this time, and the man beneath her begin to eat her out.
"Good, with me have to tell you too. Maybe we cut this punishment session short. After all we need you at your best if you're going to be useful to me.
The female continued to smother her man, as he was going to need further training. The session will be short but she was going to make sure it was Caliente!
Chapter twelve : Now for something completely different *this week
Medina
Far to the South, The old capital of the planet, it's oldest human settlement stood Medina. To the outsiders, the various public buildings, and streets were overrun by the surrounding vegetation. Domestic cats lived in the skyscrapers, become avid hunters of small flocks of birds. In some parts of the city feral packs of dogs, and wolves wander into the streets. The city park and zoo, had now became jungle into itself. It took a specially type of person to survive here, let alone make a living, but what living to be made.
A closer inspection of the surround vegetation would reveal groves and groves of marijuana. Domesticate fields of the coca plant was daily harvested by low-playing workers. Hidden in the green, large portal of guard made their way through the twisting path ways. Hidden labs converted the plants into illegal substances. Most were sent out of planet and into the nearby solar systems. The entire operation, including the land, building and fields belong to the Medina cartel. Through made out of many small gangs and organization, the heart of the cartel was simply a group referred to Las Hermanos Malo. (I think that how you say it.)
Number two, the second clone of Joe Verge was tied up on the low table. A pair of sweaty, wet, panties was forced into his month. Beside him was two women, who was looking down at the helpless male. the older woman was only wearing green blouse, which drew out the brown skin of the woman. It matched her long vibrant, hair. On earth, her Columbian ancestors would find little physical difference with her . They probably would notice that she was yet another mutant, living on the far side of the Federation. Her name was Tomasita. She had a large big butt that was made for face sitting. She considered herself a professional face sitter, smothering men for interrogation reasons
Her other companion was much different. She was taller than her near naked mentor. Like many of the inhabitants of the outer reach of the Federation, she was half alien. She was part Skunkett, a species that came from a planet that just recently join the federation. She still have the cute look of a school girl with blue vest, white blouse, and tartan skirt, even though she was just 19 of age. Her large furry ears were using covered up with her waist length, black hair, but today was to be a special occasion. Both women happen to be barefoot.
"So he wasn't totally useless. was he." the younger of the two woman stated.
"No, he prove the clone memorization machine works. Unfortunily, he wasn't able to get any useful information." Tomasita replied.
The younger woman bit her lips. She was shaking with impatience "So we get to punish him?"
"No, you get to, you mother finally gave you permission to became a VE."
The nineteen year old jump up and down. "Really, a Vicious Enforcer?"
"Of course, with you, your mother, and sister's special skill. Your interrogating skill will be fanatic, I love forward to your first interrogation. For now, why don't you start your face sitting skills with him. I suggest breathing exercise first. He can hold his breath for a while, but you better start at his limit of 2 minutes."
"Yes, M'am" the younger woman began to pull down her panties."
Oh no, senorita, my mother said you have to wear panties."
"Aww, she never wear ANYTHING." the younger woman whined
It the way her people do things. Even she wear panties."
"But never during face sitting." the younger woman whined.
Tomasita shook her head and put her hand on the young woman's shoulder.
"When the time comes, you understand. Now go make you mother proud. I will be back in a little bit. Remember two minutes. " With that Tomasita left.
~~~
Victoria Mansion
When the trio returned, the three of them found themselves in the same position that that left. Victoria was still sitting on Daniel's face, while Roberta could still feel Daniel's cock in her. It had gone limp, but still engorged with blood.
"That was amazing. The most incredible experience that I ever felt. Even better than sex." Roberta exclaimed
"I surprised that you could feel everything, see that you're half machine or whatever."
"Shut up, you know that only some of my organs, and skeleton are mechanical. I still have a living nervous system and brains. "
Victoria suddenly felt a poke, than a slap.
"What the hell?" she thought. Then she realized that the two women was still sitting on Daniel. Vic pulled Roberta off Daniel as he slowly recovered. He huff and puff, trying to get his breath back.
"Don't (gasp)forget (gasp) Victoria(gasp), that Roberta also got those Nanites (micro machines) in her."
A young woman in her twenties, wearing a pink skirt and blouse enter into a room. Behind her carried in a leash was a sissified male. He was wearing a French maid uniform, one that was too small for him. His graying have was badly covered up by a blond white wig. He has long eyelashes, and heavy makeup. His skirt skirt barely covered his genitals.
"I sorry to disturbed you, Mistress Victoria, but the man you gave me, he was working on errands, when he total collapsed. I was going to punished him, but I could revived him for a while. Is something wrong with him?"
Victoria motion the man to stand up and turn around. She lifted the blonde wig and expose the barcode label on the back of the man next.
"So it number 13. I forget I gave you this one. You say he collapsed? Roberta, connect to the net. We got to see how the other Clones."
Roberta went to the nearest Wall jack, a large metal tentacle with a large needle. Moving her hair, she exposed a net receiver in the back of her head. The net receiver was a round small cylinder that was much like a plug. (think The Matrix) In the heart of the Federation they were commonplace, but out here in Versura, only the wealthy could afford it. She closed her eyes on enter the net. It was a flurry of images and sound. Victoria let her down on the furniture. It was dangerous to look in the Net standing up.
"Mistress, I don't understand, what happen?"
"Number 13 is a number of warrior clones that were usually made out of exception soldiers of the Federation. There were fourteen clones of Joe Verge. When the Original Joe Verge was killed by Dix, I was able to find most of them. For whatever reason, number 14 was more gusty than most and go himself killed.
Roberta open her eyes and sat up. "Number 2 to 10 have been confirmed, that all collapsed. "
"You mean the clones? They all fall down? Why?"
"Where did you get to woman, from the Net?"
No, she a friend of a friend's daughter that need the money. See, all the clones have a connection, sort of like twins can feel each other feeling, even when they far away. With clones, it even closer. There are even machine that allow clones to share memories, even in real time. I guess when Clone 14 was killed, they all felt on."
"Oh, so should I punish him?"
Roberta smiled and walk where the maid was. "The death of his brother clone is no excuse from serving you. Let's both take our frustration on him, shall we?" The two women with the helpless clone into their quarters. Victoria shook her head.
"There one thing I saw for Roberta, she doesn't get tired easily."
"Actually, thanks to her robotic enchantments, she doesn't tired at all."
Vic walk over to her still spread out husband and look straight into her eyes.
"You funny, you know that? Let's see that sharp tongue up my ass."
Victoria set her black ass on the psychic's face. She need another good licking. Far away from the cities of Versura, the moans of cries of male subs was heard.
~~~
The young woman sat up to the helpless clone's chest and gave him a wicked smile.
"Hey, Number two, do you remember me? My name is Tori. That right, I am the girl who help held you down, when Tomasita tried to smother you with no restraints. You struggle hard that time, remember? You was able to kick her off a couple of time, too. She was sooo piss at you, it so funny the way she reacted. She was still pretty horny, remember? She gave you an reward, you got to fuck her, with your cock, no less. Too bad your balls were tied, it must have been pretty painful, trying to cum, with tied balls. Still, it better than eating your own cum from a condom, right?"
The young, female lead back and settle her bottom on the man's legs. She place her feet on the man's face.
"Pretty sweaty right. I been walking with the field hands, and there nothing but dirt and grime out there. I think they need a good cleaning, right? Of course, with those panties in your month, you're not going lick me properly, Let me help you with that."
With great skill, she forced her dirty feet into the man's face, and with her toes, grasped the thin panties from his mouth. The clone had to tried kept his mouth open. The last thing, he wanted to do was to clean anyone's feet.
Now you got no excuse, Clean my feet.'
The clone lick the woman's feet. It was odd, since she have only four toes, rather than the five that he was used to, but the funky smell, and bitter taste was still the same.
"That right, keep licking, start with my heels. That a good boy."
"Now the sole, yes, Oh Yess, I didn't think that if feel that good. "
"Now the toes. Suck on them. Don't you dare think forget the area between my toes. That rights. put your toes there. Good, good."
See, that wasn't too bad. Nice and clean. "
Tori sat back down and turn around, setting her small ass on the clone's face. Not much above her panties, a small furry tail was swaying. It was a gift from her mother, who had a much long tail. It has back and white fur, much like that of a squirrel..., or a skunk.
"I wonder if the other clones could feel this. Feel the pain of your lungs and you struggle to breathe beneath my glorious ass. You're lucky that I not permitted use my special skills. So this will have to do. What your limit again? Two minutes, Right? Let see how much more farther than you go, hmm?"
She sat on him on what seem like eternity. At first he didn't move. Even with no restraints, he could stay sit for a minute. The burning in his lungs, increased, but he force himself to stay calm. After a minute and a half he could stand any more. He had no idea how long she been sitting on his face, but now his body demand air! He test the strength of his bonds.
'Try to free yourself? Don't bother, I tied those knots myself. You serve a very demanding mistress, and expect the best of her assistants. I tied you well in the hopes of face sitting you, myself, and now, my dream has come to life. "
The clone's attempt to escape from his smothering amused the young woman. He felt so good underneath her, if only she could remove her panties.
"Well, I can't remove my panties, but I could move them aside."
Tori decided to delay her mission of breathe play for humiliation. She knew she would never have a chance to do this any time soon. She move her panties to the side, so her dirty asshole was exposed. She lean back hard, forcing the male's nose deep inside her asshole. She place her hands over his months
"Are you ready for this? You have the honor to fell the power of my family special skills. "
Tori breathe deeply. She whine and groan a bit, trying to bring up last night meal. Like her mother, she ate mostly vegetables with some meats. Broccoli, cauliflower, asparagus, greens, boiling eggs, and spicy, barbeque chicken.. It was enough for her to build up some nasty gas. She could feel it building. She sat hard on the man's face, forced her feet just below her head, and even deeper into her butt. There was no escape from what was going to happen.
"PPPHHHAARTT TUUP TTuup BLLUSTT TTSSHISSS"
Imagine the worst smelling farts you even smell. Now image your nose stuck firmly in the asshole where these farts were coming from. Now try to image that the woman who forcing you to smell her farts has one big gas problem. When she farts, she doesn't have just one but lots of them, over and over. Oh and one more thing, Since she half alien, her gas is as ten times as smelly and have a far stronger burning sensation.
Out of breathe, the poor man had nothing to breathe in but stinky gas. True, the gas smell and slight burning sensation, is nothing compared her mother, but it still was awful. The smell of several large sewage plants, was roses compare to the noxious flume that was coming out of the girl. The clone hope that the smell would not him out, but the sting was as bad as smelling salts. As soon as he thought that he would pass off from the smell, the sting of the gas would bring him back. It was a suffering endless cycle.
"FAArrttTppp!" was the noise that came from her ass.
Above him, the young female was enjoy the struggle of her newest victim. She always knew she has dangerous gas, but to be able to use it to a helpless male was priceless.
"I would gladly pay any price or punishment from Ma-mi, just to do thing again.
The sadistic girl again grunted, forcing her digestive system to give her even more gas. His mother's species, could gas at will, and Tori was determine to use the ability to the max.
FURRLL, TISEEE, BllAATE!!!!
The clone could now smell the sting of shit, along with anything else. It stick strongly in the air. He felt himself fallllling in doowwwn. Soon the sour smells that he had been forced to endure would be gone.
Tori could feel the man's struggle to died down. She was exalted. It was the best day of her your life. She finally was a proper "Shunkette" woman. The smell went to her nostrils.
"Uhh, what that me. (Cough,) so bad... Got to out of here,.... can't stand."
Realizing the smell was so bad that it was getting to her, The young Shunkette move up the man, face and head to the door. Until she came right to it, did she noticed that it was locked. By an airtight metal door.
Why is it locked? There's not any fans in here either. Did... Did she know, Did Tomasita knew that this was going to happen?"
All conscientious thought left the woman as her own gas overwhelm her.
~~~
Tomasita turn the fan on, as the gas slowly disappear. Taking safe, she put on the gas mask with a breathable cylinder full of sweet oxygen. Both inhabitants had pass out. The clone was still tied, and Tori was at the door, even using her sharp nail on the airtight door. She shook her head.
"I knew this was going to happen." she thought
She took her time pulling the young lady from the floor. She careful untied the clone before dragging his body to the gas free high way. She could not risk carrying him. She lightly tap the young female, until she woke up.
"Let that be a lesson to you. Your mother knew you wasn't ready and told me that this would happen. I should tell tu Madre, pero I think that you had enough punishment, eh, senorita?
"Yes, is he alright?"
"He will survive through he had to say in bed for a while. Surely you noticed that your Padre has to take time to recover whenever he make love to you Madre, Si?
"I know, let get out of here, and away from that smell.
The older woman agreed and the trio left, determined not to repeat the performance anytime soon.
Chapter 13
Medina had been outside the control of CORE, the ruling government of the planet for nearly the entire time of it's existence. CORE had plans to restore the former capital into its former glory. There were even rumors that Sage, the leader of CORE had intend to use the OLD Presidential Palace. Now, the grand building was the headquarters of Las Hermanas de Maldad (The sisters of Badness.)
Las Hermanas Maldad was started by Paula Escobar, a 43 year old, former mistress and later, wife of an questionable business man, named Enrique Escobar. Enrique had a series of legitimate and illegitimate enterprises over the Southern continent, and many business men in the core territory own him money or flavors. When the Federation left it support, Enrique took advantage of the ensuring chaos. In a myriad of accusations, threats, populist promises, blackmail and pure show of force, he was named Ruling Governor of nearly entire Southern Pangaea (large land mass) continent. He named the vast territory he own, Grande Medina, after the capital. When Enrique mysteriously died, his now portly and powerful wife took over the business as well as the political control of the Government. To protect herself from usurpers, Core government plots, and rebel groups. She created the all female Hermanas Maldad into her personal body guard. It soon became a power of its own, with the ability to hunt down, imprison and then kill anyone thought to be a danger to Paula's power. No man or woman could even speak to Paula without going through an intense interrogation from them.
Paula had both exotic and sadistic taste and it was not long before she had a large number of sexual slaves. It did not take long for the leader of CORE, Sage to accused the sky-rocketing crime rate and large scale rebel activity on the uncaring woman with a princess complex. He sent several battalions of CORE soldiers, including some of his best companies, into Grand Medina. However, even the elite soldiers and forced conscripts sent against Paula had little chance against the jungle guerillas of Grande Medina. The Hermanas Maldad is still spoke about in low whispers in some circles. It was in that small war that the all female bodyguard was a force to be reckon with, and it was said that it was better for CORE soldiers to died in battle than captured. They often treated prisoner to a long prong of foot-cleaning duties, smothering exercises, done with the help of the woman's breast or butt. This was in addition to the long work hours of the work camps that the Hermanas Maldad had set up. Paula's power was supreme after that war, and she now at a set ritual for her day.
A typical day with start with Paula, getting up from her bed. Two slaves, on female, the other male, could usually give have asleep woman a foot massage, with both their hands, and their lips. Whenever she needed to relieve herself, she would take a dump and getting her ass cleaned by the toilet slave. The slave chosen for this particular duty was Capt. Vicar, a former CORE soldier whose dubious claim was to enter into Paula presidential palace and nearly assassinate her.
"Captain, it's nice to see you again. Are you ready to clean my ass?" He was tied to the toilet and force to watch Paula dropped logs and logs of poo into the dirty water.
"Oh, I had to take a large dump today. You' re luckly today, I don't have direana."
On good days, he would only be forced to lick Paula's dark skinned ass until it was clean, a task that could take several minutes.
"Oh that right, Captain, keep it like that, make sure my glorious ass is clean of shit. If you fail... you going have to clean my toilet.
The Captain forced the disgusting material from the woman's ass. He could not fail. Paula took a piece of toilet paper and put in into every nook and cranny of her ass.
"Good job slave, there's nothing thee. Till next time, Ha, ha, ha ha. "
Guff laughter could be heard from woman as she left. Paula took her time to flush. If Paula was pissed, well, Vicar had to get rid of the logs of brown stuff by other means...
After Paula was primed and dressed by both servants and slaves, she would go to her throne room. She would typically wear a long strapless dress, split in the middle, where it would reveal her legs. Just below her throne was the "King of the Latin King" Marcus Salazar. His fat aging form was usually tied to the throne, his arms was were tied with rope behind him.
"How is my Kings of the Latin Kings, eh" The Saucy woman said. She exaggerated the movement of her wide hips.
Marcus use to the head honcho of "The Latin Kings" a cartel that control Grande Medina's black market. Guns, Drugs, precious metals, money laundering, prostitution, every illegal vice was under his direct control. Imagine his surprise when he found out his most trusted and capable captain betray him. So what, he was married to the man's sister? So what he cheated on her. So what if the affair had led to the sister suicide. It wasn't his fault, was it?
It did not take long for Grande Medina National police to find, captured, and imprison him. Other high ranking members of the "Latin Kings" was set in different Grande Medina's prisons, but the "King of the Latin Kings" would have a special punishment.
"Are you ready for my ass?" Paula asked.
Marcus' legs was usually chained to the floor, but it was not unusually for his legs to force up and onward by the chains that lead to the top of Paula's throne. Paula would sit on his bald head, forcing the former gangster to breathe air through her naked ass. Paula had Marcus tied like this for nearly a decade, and intimately knew his limits.
"Be a good boy and struggle for me. " Paula commanded as she sat on the man face. He felt him slowly tried to move his face from her naked butt.
"If you do good job, maybe you get some satisfaction."
She would lead back, blocking out any air for the poor man. After counting for a few minutes, she would allow him a single breath of air before sitting down again.
Beside this agonizing torture that Salazar had to endure, Paula would normal play with the man's genitals. On a normal day she would tease him with her bare feet. Marcus test the limits of his ropes that bind him. No way was this bitch would tease him to erection, then have him hard and wanting all day. But today Paula had something special in mine.
"You doing a better job than most, today so you deserve to a little reward. "
Paula rubbed her large size 10 feet on the bound man's cock and balls. Her ex husband had a serious foot fetish, so, Paula was very good in the art of foot jobs. In no time of all, Marcus cock was full erect.
"Nice to see your little friend is up. Do you want to cum? "
The man beneath her ass could only groan.
"I not going to let you cum, but I will let you have a ride. Servants! Bring Minnie here. "
Paula's maids and butlers wait no time to find Minnie, one of Paula's favorite slave. Long ago, She had been one of Enrique Escobar mistress, a blond hair, green eye, aphla-female and a tough rival. Paula thought Enrique had got rid of her, when they married, but Enrique had adopted all three of her children, a bitter blow, since Paula could have no children of own. When Enrique died, Paula took no chances for four weeks, the woman forced Minnie to smother underneath his ass, made her lick her whole body with her tongue and clean her dirty feet after long walks. During that time Minnie was not allowed to any clothing save a rather large chastity belt. At nights, her former rival would not be able to sleep until she lick the feet of all her female servants. Even after that, it was not usually for the woman lay on Paula bed, and suck on both Paula's pussy until she felt asleep. She would then crawl to the foot on the bed and dream bitter nightmares. After she was significantly broken, they were few thing that Minnie would not do for her new mistress.
Paula waited patiently on the most boldest maid brought her the naked, thin slave.
"Good, you can leave now. "
The maid quickly bowed and turned away. "We better get the room ready" she said to her fellow servants. "Get the chairs and tables."
Minnie took no time to use the cord that was handed to her to tied up the man cock. She moved closer and settled herself on the man's cock. It was nearly seven year ago, not long after Paula broke her, was she introduced to this new ritual. She sat on the small cock, until all 4 and half inches was in her. She paste her face through the slit of Paula dress, until she could feel the hairy snatch of Paula's pussy.
"Good job you two. One will lick my ass, while the other will lick my pussy. It nice to know that my two favorites will be ' connect' in this venture, now I want a nice orgasm."
As the two slave work feverishly to pleased their mistress,. The two tried to have as little movement on their lower body parts as much as possible. A cock with it's ball tied would only work for so long. Eventually, not just pre-cum would flow slowly from the tied cock. As both knew from experience. Minnie was a very fertile woman. With Marcus's cock as deep as it was, any liquid had no place but to go up.
The servants and other slaves began bringing it ordinate chairs into the throne. The large heavy oak table was last to go. It was over 100 feet (32 meters) long. It was carry but many servants, include two Orca and some Sumarions. The table and chairs were quickly set up, and Paula took this time to have her first orgasm of the day. She came hard and it was too much for the woman attached to pussy. Liquids flowed from Minnie's mouth into the chest of the man she was riding. She quickly clean it up, before her mistress realized that her mouth was no longer on Paula's pussy. The servants quickly cover the table, taking extra care to cover the rutting couple as well. Then they motion the guest to sit.
Fresh gourmand foods, cooked by the best chefs of Grand Medina was given to various guests. High Mark Mar-Mar, the Sumarion son of the great Gen-Gar, was the first to arrive. He was a medium built lizard man. Next came Dottie, She was actually Minnie's 19 year old daughter. She quickly sat on one of the "slave seat." It was a large hole in which a slave, most likely a man, would pleasure the sitter. this particular slave started with Dottie fair skinned ass, before licking her raven haired pussy. Grand Medina's official prime minister, Alex Rodriguez (actually a gloried official,) took his seat next to Paula and tried to ignore the action was under him.
Various other guests and officials shown up as well, until the table was filled. Last to show up was Dennis, official diplomat of CORE. It was no secret that he was also Titiana's ass slave.
Rodriquez stood up as he began his speech.
"Ladies and gentlemen. You all know why we here." Rodriquez stated. "It is a issue that involves the CORE, Grand Medina, and even the Sumarions."
High marker Mar-Mar tried not to laugh out loud. They were few things in the universe that the Sumarions' as a people, frighten them.
"Federation reports state that the infamous female pirate, Ruby, is headed straight to this planet."
There was gasps from all over the crowd. Ruby the pirate, one of the great pirate lords of the four galaxy. The mistress of the stars, and the breaker of man. The most dangerous woman in the known university, was coming here? Humble Versura?"
"Calm, down, calm down, everyone. Now the Federation report are not known to be a hundred percent accurate. It might just be that Rudy' pirate fleet might be going to another nearby star system. But we have to be prepared. I have with me a list of thing we should do if Rudy and her fleet make planet fall # 1 we should...
Paula was too busying enjoying her second and third orgasm to pay much attention to the speech. It didn't much matter to her anyway. She long ago, lost interest in politics. She rather let the elected officials deal with this issue. All she want the Old Presidential Palace as her personal fiefdom, oh and the final word on any governmental issue. Paula could feel herself near the thrall of another mind-blowing orgasm. She had lead back, causing the man beneath his ass to struggle like mad. The movement that his nose created, trying to get some air made her so hot. but it was the insisted pussy-licking drove her over the head. Luckily, her cries was not overheard by commotion in her own throne room. Everyone, it seem, had a opinion.
"Perhaps we sure submit to ruby, a thousand free citizens would satisfy her needs"
"No, we should give her gold and silver instead. We cannot make slaves of out our citizens.
"No, we should fight, Ruby cannot be a tough as people say she is!"
"No, you fool, she will destroy us all!"
The arguments continued until Rodriquez calm the crowd again. "People these plans are only if Ruby make planet fall. If her fleet go into orbit, we might not have to do anything.
Even High Marker Mar-Mar was slightly worried about Ruby. He remember what that awful female pirate did to his home planet.
"if Ruby's fleet does land, where would it be?"
Rodriquez, pull out a holomap to the wall. "if those pirates landed, their present projectory show that the will land in a small village, the village of the Witch, deep into Grand Medina."
The guest all sat down and start eating their meals. Dottie sitting on her adopted mother 's right left loose a silent fart into the face of one of her slave. Paula, did one better, letting loose a loud fart. PPPHHHIIITTT!!
Marcus's whose nose had been stuck near or in Paula's large ass, had felt the full force of his mistress fart. Minnie, paused from her near relentless pussy licking and tried to hold her breathe. She had ardently move her hips. Her need for her own orgasm over came the fear of what her mistress might do if she cum on her floor. She slowly move up on down on Marcus' pole.
"My complement to the chef. " Paula comment. Many of the guest laughed, while other simple ignored Paula's crude behavior. It was best not to say anything. The groups continued to eat the grand food. With the meeting adjourned, all the guests had left. Paula finally sat up, giving Marcus the first taste of fresh air for the last two hours.
"Little bitch!" Paula screamed at Minnie. "What did I say about cumming on my floor. You fail my test and deserved punishment. What about some punishment, now. At little breath-play with my ass, should teach you some manners. Then you have the honor of licking me clean!"
The large woman dragged the underfed female slave up to her private bed chambers. The servants and slave who saw the spectacle were glad that they were not in the same situation that Minnie would soon be in. They ignored the load moan, and the sound of slurping that came from Paula. Why bother the woman, who was clearly enjoying herself.
Marcus Salazar was tried to relax, being under the ass of a large woman, who occasionally gave air was tiring. His cock and balls was still sore from the pound Minnie gave him. He private hope that one of the servant would untie soon.
"Hello, is anyone here?"
A young woman, most likely in her early 20s was in a modest French maid suit. She had a rather plain face that turn from curiously to malice.
"What do we have here?
"Please just un tie me."
"Sure, just after I have a little fun. "
With that, the young woman turned around, her butt mere centimeters from his face. Like all Paula's servant, she was wearing any underwear.
"Give me a good ride, and I promise untie you.
"Like I have a choice." Marcus thought to himself as the woman say fully on her face. Soon his skillful tongue work brought loud cries from the demanding woman. And to think that the same thing would happen to him, just like it has been for the last seven years.
Chapter 14 the village of the Witches
Within Grande Medina, there was many smaller cities, well size towns and tiny villages that dotted the landscape. All these settlements was ruled directly by head honcho Paula, through in theory at least, the people of Grand Medina paid taxes to CORE's world government. Naturally, the lax control that Grand Medina was in. many rebels and exiles from CORE territories went here. It was in one of these small town that number 11, one of the oldest clone of Joe Verge, found himself in.
Original call Terruno (native spoil.) the village had earned the name the Village of the witch. This was because of a number of strange females with unbelievable pyskers and psychics. The women had incredible abilities that seem to defy both logic and explanation. Some of them has inspired absolute terror. The witch coven, as these woman were often called, exist before the colonization of Versura, some 500 year ago. Luckily almost every leader know to leave the mythic alone. What if a few men, here and there disappear from the surrounding settlements?
Number Eleven had woke up, he was laying on the ground on his back, but his limbs were not restrained. No woman, armed with a large butt, was over him, her smelly ass, inches from his face. No female shove her foot into his mouth, threatening him to choke on it. No middle age nymbo was riding mercilessly on his sore and tied cock, relishing on the fact he would never be allow to cum. No sadistic bitch, whipping his penis, putting weight on his balls, or forcing a strap on into his virgin ass. But he dream about it.
His dreams were so real. He could feel the pain and humiliation, from various women. It was all he could dream about. The dark bodies away him was still deep in slumber. Number 11 put an hand to his pumping chest. He was still wearing his BBUs (camouflage uniform) and look wildly, around him. He had to calm himself down. He was among friends.
The people in this place had save him from a life of slavery under the thumb of an uncaring, dominating female. He was among friends. Well, almost.
"A look that Ringo had finally woke up"
Number 11 look at the young woman with long black hair with a dark complexion. She was a short, but slender woman with a rather cute nose, large brown eyes, and a warm smile. She was standing up, wearing a simple blouse, and brown skirt.
"I just have another bad dream Mona, what are you doing here, with your brother's old boots, too?"
"Do you like them? He got new ones since he join the local militia, and let me have them."
"They do a good job of hiding your feet... Ooops.. Mona, I did not me..."
The young woman had her head down. "Don't... Do not worry about it, Ringo. I know that you didn't mean it."
Mona has always had large feet. It was the curse, some say blessing, of the Mona's female line. For her size, she had much larger feet, than her friends. Because of this, Mona would normally weak enclosed shoes, rather than flats or sandals. It was a few months ago, just weeks after her 18 birthday, when thing came to a heads.
~~~
Lean was one of the many young men who look at the equally young woman of the Terruno. He knew that many girls would hang around the river at the evenings. It was not that long before he and the other would hide around the river, hoping to spy the local senoritas. While he and the other men was enjoying their "sport."
"Look at the girls out there, they sunbathing."
Si, look at that one with big ass."
"Ass, what about their cha-chas?"
These sort of talk continued until Leon, the youngest member of the group(18) was dared to see either one of the girl's bra or panties. He walk slowly and quietly toward the girls towels and clothing. he went quickly to a bush, look over it, spying at the girls.
"Look like all of them is over there," Leon said to himself. He spied a large bra. It had to be at least 33D, but probably more. All he had to do was walk over there, pick up the bra and move quickly to the others. But Leon had always had bad luck, He didn't see that small woman, with large feet, which he trip over, but he did hear the loud scream that she gave.
While there was rumors around the entire area of what the girls did to him when they caught Leon, only thing that was confirmed was that Leon was subject to humiliating foot domination, according to one witness
"See, this was happen. The chicas forced him on the ground, and they all kick and shouted 'Perservo, Peservo!' (Pervert) Then the girls strip off all of his clothes and began stomping her. They made him lick their dirty feet for a while. One of the woman, real small one stood on Leon's face with both of her tongue lick feet. Her feet were so big that they covered the whole guy's face. It swear that his face turn purple. I don't think the woman (Mona) even realized that he couldn't breathe. It was F--king amazing!"
Mona was clearly embarrassed by the story and everyone stay away the subject of her feet. She walk out of the hut where Number 11 was staying. It was an old storage unit, where the Ricardo family kept their spare tools. The Ricardo's had allow Number 11 to stay with them after rebels had abandon him, when they entered Grande Medina. They rebels were originally find to find a secret ammo depot. Instead they found him. Number 11 was the sleeping forms of his companions waking up, and going to work. They were mostly young men, flee from the CORE territories, or even the capital. Number 11 found himself alone.
"She get over it, Ringo."
Number 11 look at the young man who enter the hut. He had the same complexion, eyes, and hair color of his sister. "Enzo, not you too. You know I hate my nickname."
"You should say that to the rings underneath your eyes. You still having those dreams.
You mean nightmares? Yeah. I decided I going to see the female that live in the Envi mountains.
"Not them. They are the reason why this place is call Villa de las hechicera (witches).
"I'm not listening to those old superstitions, especial here of all places.
"No, you don't understand. They are all mysterious females. Two are them are human, and several furry aliens. the most dangerous is an Envi, Her race are known for their abilities, but she a weird one. Even the other Envi are afraid of her."
"She must just be a powerful psychic..
"No, I seen pyskers, I seen psychics! Her power, it much more than them. Please, don't go to her!"
Many of the settlements of Versura had inhabitants that originated from all over the galaxy. The "aliens" had been of the planets for generations, so their appearance was not considered odd or unusually. Enzo had only refer to the Envi, a pointed ear humanoids, as alien, because the Ricardo family had lived in the center of the Federation before coming to Versura.
"Father had learn to live with the Envi, and all the other aliens here, but I still say you should stay away from that female Envi.
"You know I tried everything. Medicine, therapy, introduced waking, but I can't get rid of my dreams. "
Enzo moved closer and spoke "Do you think that these "nightmares" may have something to do with the fact that you're a clone."
"Shhh, you said you won't speak of that. You know how easily Mona scares. Besides, clones can feel the experience of other copies, but they need special machine. There nothing like that here."
Enzo signed. "I know that Mona is a sweet girl, but maybe you tell her who you really are, why are you called eleven."
"Not yet, I will. Any way I going to that woman. If the rumors are true, maybe they can help me, or at least tell me why I have these nightmares."
"I see that I cannot dissuade you. " Both men went the hot summer on the farm. "I hope that you find what you're looking for. "
The two men, one old, the other young gave a brotherhood handshake before leaving on the separate ways. Number 11 look at the son of the man who took him in 10 years ago.
"Enzo, you going on patrol?"
"Si"
"Well just be careful. They might be Sumarion slavers about."
Enzo gave a two finger salute before leaving.
"I hope I had jinx the kid, now I got find that Envi psychic"
~~~
Drop the gun, guy, you're completely surrounded.:
Enzo looked around. The old fashion "bolt slugger" (slang term for metal firing gun in the Federation.) didn't stand a chance against the high tech weaponry or his new captors. Finding nothing else to do. Enzo drop his gun and raise his hand.
The soldiers that Enzo be shadowing for the last ten minutes were all females.
"Don't tell me, your part of the Hermanas Maldad?"
"Look like we go a smart one," one of the female said. "Not like the two idiots we have here.
"Two, I thought they only had one." Enzo thought to himself.
Enzo saw when one of the men from the patrol had wonder from the path into a nearby path. Enzo did not want the young man to get into trouble so he follow him. What he did not expect that the two( or three) of them would soon be on the mercy of Las Hermanas Maldad. The well armed woman were already in various form of under dress. Their leader, a tall, but fat woman had a belt of laser cartilage between her large exposed breasts.
"Show this guy our prisoner, Carmen."
Carmen, a fair skin woman with black hair push two captives into Enzo's line of sight. She was bottomless, her hairy pussy in few view.
"No way, not those two."
The first prisoner was Baldo, a young man that had over dated her sister and the other? Hidden beneath layers of Para-military appearance was what seem to be another young man.
"Mona, is that you?"
Carmen removed the military cap, and took over the pull down the camouflage jacket, revealing small but perky breasts under a halter top. Carmen had a Machete blade to each of her captive's neck.
"Hermano (brother) tell Papi that I sorry. I know I wasn't supposed to follow you guy on Patrol, but I was so worried.."
You should be sorry, Chica," Carmen comment. "We didn't have to hide. We thought these two were nothing more than a pair of perverts. Now we got three people to have fun with *giggle* right girls."
Right the others agreed. Enzo could help notice that some of the Hermanas Maldad members were naked. He took a few second to scan their body. While some of the woman had large muscle bodies, a surprise number of them had figures that was similar to his sister. They were slim, slender young woman, not the type you think that make good bodyguards.
"Let start with the oldest one" the leader said. She was a fat woman, but one with some muscle underneath that fat. Tall, but very wide as well, her gigantic breasts sagged on her large belly. She had thick arms, which easily had carried the 60 pounds of equipment required on Hermanos Maldad in the field. She had taken off her Federation issue M-45 helmet that reveal her shoulder length hair. Enzo guess that the woman was in her early 40s. She took off most of her equipment, including her pants, and then her panties.
"For starters, why don't you pay homage to my temple." she said. She pointed to her hairy pussy. "Lick me good." She commanded.
Enzo was grab by the other woman, and forced onto his knees. He was push and drag forward until his face was mere centimeters from the leader's pussy. With her large hands, She took hold of the young man's loose hair and force his head straight into her clit. Enzo felt cold metal on the back of his head.
"If I don't have a orgasm in the next five minutes..." She point the gun to Mona, "You not be the only one who suffers."
Enzo had only had gone down on a woman once before, but he gathering all of his knowledge of that event. The young woman who he had eaten out had a shaven pussy. But he did his best with what he knew.
"Oh yes, Yes, boy. Seems like you got.. Oh, that right, Lick right there, There. Oh Yes, Yess!"
Enzo was not pull his head away as the woman's cum juices flow from her. Al he lay down coughing he could not help notice that Mona's head was down, she was in shame.
"Ahhh, Looks like the two of you get to live, let go back to the main camp.
As the woman took the trio to their hidden headquarters, Enzo could only hope that the portal would notice they were missing, and hopefully contact their father.
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Number 11 narrowly avoid the mud that was near the dirt road. Loafers was the last thing have in the agriculture villas of Grand Medina, but Senor Ricardo was out of boots. The local militia was armed and equipped by Senor Ricardo himself, and had ask 11 to give him his personal boots.
"The people have a right to defend them, right. After all, a army marches on its feet." he remember Senor Ricardo saying.
He could refused. He own everything to that men. Number 11 try to shake off the past and peer into his future. His only priority would be to find that Envi. From what he be told, it should be easy to find her. The Envi lived in the hills and mountains. Those he met, was modest folks, some of them wearing climate control body suits. Most however had gone "native." Most of the men were wearing large ponchos and long pantelones. The females had long "peasant" dresses. Both sexes would insist, however, on wearing high tech-metal Gyro boots. While Versura did not have the light gravity of the Envi's home world, they would often wear their heavy shoes as a sigh of their homesickness. Nearly 500 years ago, the Envi were forced from their world by the Dul-a-gars (wolf aliens) and have been there since.
"Grey wanderer, whesest com thu, and whesest fro go?" a male Envi
The musical language of the Envi was sort of hard to understand. Number 11 had left his Lawgos translator back at the Ricardo' home. But he knew enough of the Envi language to get by.
"Grey wanderer" meant old stranger. They were probably asking where he came from and where he was going.
"Doesn't anyone here speak English.? "
A female Envi pointed to a old couple. At less as old as Envi were concerned. The Envi humanoid age much slower than humans. They only sign of age that the two Envi had was small wrinkle around their eyes and their white hair.
"Well, wanderer, what do we old Envi do for you?" the old male Envi asked.
"Well can you tell me where the woman of the mountains live, particularly the Envi."
The old Envi gasped. "You want to go to the witches' coven?!! Why you want to do that! "
Number 11 want to make this sort. "I have a problem that no one else can solve."
"I see, I won't pry further, but been warn, these "psychics" are the reason why this entire are is called "Village of the witches."
Number 11 was well familiarized with this story, but with the old Envi warning being similar to Enzo's, maybe they were reason to worry. Still where else he could go?
"Go to the Hills in the North, the witch coven meeting place is actual near where you humans sometime portal. Good luck wanderer, you going to need it.
"I see, Thank you sir." Number 11 head north, to his new destiny.
"We are never to see that human again, Tror"
"Maybe, Hanna, Maybe not. It up to the fates now."
~~~
Enzo face was deep into ass of a the female soldier. The ladies must have been on the march for several hours, because all Enzo could smell the stench of sweaty butt. Enzo was could barely see over the tall woman ass. At first, the tall woman, who was herself Sabrina sat on him, facing away from his feet. She was still wear BBUs at the time. She quick took them off and made Enzo suck her dirty panties for a while. After a near orgasm, Sabrina then ,remove panties. She made him lick and suck her dark hairy scratch until she had two orgasm. Some woman was fumbling with his exposed genitals. She would lick the his ball and cock for a while, before slowly biting them. Sabrina had turn around, force his nose into her sweaty asshole, and slowly grind her ass, and block his air.
The encampment of the local Hermanos Maldad was a small camp with tents, canopies and a wooded fence made by stakes. Guarded by several tall amazon- built women, armed with laser rifles, bolt guns and lead sluggers. They were only two entrances to the camp, so escape was nearly impossible. The middle of the camp had several small metal cage, just big enough for one person. Enzo couldn't help notice that all the people in the cages were different species, such as Envi, Sumarions, humans, and even a few Orca. the only thing that the prisoners share was that they were all male. Nearly all of the males was naked or nearly so, but in the hot weather it was not too bad. Some of the prisoners were let out the cages, and "use" by the woman before being forced back into the cages.
Sabrina got up, showering with her cum.
"You did a good job, slave. Maybe we will let your sister go. I heard that she doesn't want to join us. That too bad. She would have made a useful sister. She did beg that we let her boyfriend go, but we see... it depend on the commandant. Before we do that... Why don't we have a little fun first."
Despite the women's extra rough treatment, Enzo could not help notice that he was aroused. He did not considered himself a submissive at all but, he couldn't ignore the scents of raw feminine either. His member was grabbed and pulled before it penetrate the woman's pussy. Another woman quickly took Sabrina's place. She had a smaller butt than Sabrina, but it was just as uncomfortable, Now Enzo had to please two women.
"This guy feels very good. I think he make a wonderful bride," Sabrina said to the woman who was sitting on Enzo's face
"Bride?!" Enzo thought to himself. "They want be to make a bride out of me."
Brides, in this case, were a mocking name given to men who were involved in female gangs. It was the Hermanos Muerto (the sisters of death) who were the first amazon gang who use police officers, and sometimes rival gang members that are dominated, isolated and force to because slaves to the gang. For years, it was how the Hermanos Muerto was able to maintain power. A great Federation crack down, combined with the under-estimated powers of the Rodent Cartel brought the organization down. The Survivors were intergraded into the new Hermanos Maldad.
Enzo's thoughts was interrupted by a desperate need to cum. Monica paced as increased, and with minutes, she was riding him hard, the hard bare ground keeping his cum at bay. Enzo could not see that Sabrina had took open her top, and her bare bosom was bouncing hard. Soon woman was covered in sweat, and not just from the heat. The woman on Enzo's face suddenly lean back, blocking both his sight and his air.
"Chico, you better use that tongue of your make me cum, or you're not breathing at all.
Enzo tried his best to bring off this woman with his tongue as well. She was soon withering above him. He has small pockets of air as he tried to breathe beneath the two hot and horny women. Finally after two orgasm each, the two woman got off him.
"All right then, does that mean we get to go next?
Enzo look at was nearly too weak to look around properly, but he was able to look at the woman who said that. It turn out not to be a woman at all, but a female alien. Two females toward over him. One was a Currs, a catlike bipeds (walks with two feet) while the other was a Mutta ( a mixed dog biped. )
"No, Now I have to service these two furry bitches."
"Not just us." The Curr said. She pointed to a group of female. "All of us. Since you're not a bride, anyone can claim you."
Enzo could only pray as females gathered closer and closer.
Chapter 15 Last run
All around him, Number 11 could feel, the sound of dread and doom around this place. The air was thin, the sky was dark, and even through his layers of jacket and long shirt, Number 11 never felt so cold. It was heavy rain everywhere as water soak his body. Only his feet was warm. The Envi in Terruno was generous to give him a spare pair of their high tech boots. They were climate control type, which kept his feet warm.
"It like my,-no Joe Verge journey to Planet Satus."
Going past his memories, Number 11 remember Joe Verge's trip to Satus, a planet that has near continuous rain. It was a hellish event, as he and his group of lost stragglers attempt to fine FT. Solar, the only military base on the place, as well as the only place when there was no rain! Number 11 suddenly was aware that he was being followed. He turn around, a saw a near naked woman following at him.
She was tall, just under 6th feet tall. She had the bright blue hair, and pointed ears a an Envi, but had large bare breasts, and a rather thick waist. She was most likely a mixture of human and Envi Her headdress, made from tropical birds. She had a small green skirt that was her only clothing.
"My, my aren't we bold one. I could feel a male was coming here, but I did not think that a man would come here willingly."
Number 11 tried to hide his nervousness. "I been having some terrible dreams. I heard that you, gals have incredible powers. Can you help me?"
The woman came closers and put her hand on Number 11's chest. "Gals? My, my, aren't we old fashion. My name is Cassandra. It must be some dreams of yours to came here, looking for a cure. Perhaps we can help you. Of course, there will be a price to pay, if you willing."
"I been doing everything to get rid of dreams that I been have having. There NOTHING I won't do. "
"Good I been hoping for you to say something like that. Let's meet the coven shall we."
Number 11 could not believe his eyes. The journey through the woman's settlement was dreadful. It was full on rain, with the occasion flash of lighting, followed by booming thunder. Finally they made. They were walking toward a large stone complex, with many stone buildings. They were dozens and dozens of statues of strange creatures. He follow the woman, the Smuk-Smuk noise that her bare feet made was even louder than the rain. The deep mud was making walking difficult, even with his new boots. For some unknown reasons the near naked woman was have no problem with either the weather or mud.
"The Mud not even sticking to her feet." Number 11 muttered to himself.
"You're looking at my feet, oouuh, are you a foot guy?"
Embarrass number 11 turn his head. "No just having some thoughts." In reality, Number 11 had no idea if he had a foot fetish at all. Fill with the memories of thousand of Femdom situations, he had no real idea if he had any fetishes at all.
"Here we are the woman stated. He look around and saw several woman. They were are all different sizes and races, but they were the same clothing as Cassandra. Most of them had leashes. Behind them, tied males, crawling on their hands and knees, would muck about the mud.
"Don't worry about them. They are the male who refuse to treat us with respect. I hope that you won' t have that problem."
They continued walking into we move up the large stone building with a huge gate way.
"Welcome to the temple. It is our most sacred place. It an honor to be here, human. I hope for your sake that you don't forget that. Mother is here. She is the most powerful one in these area, maybe the entire world. If she can't help you with your problem, they no one here."
Cassandra made certain that she was behind Number 11. At first, he thought it was a measure of respect, but the more he move into the building, the move he realized that it was not respect, but fear that drove her back. The vast hallway of the Temple led to a large room surround by statue. The floor was a large map, made out a stone. It was the map of Versura with it's too gigantic continents, plus numerous small islands. It was the center of the map was look like a female Envi. She was unlike any of Envi, Number 11 had met. She was completely naked, Her slender, nearly flat chest body, fully exposed to see. Her long purple hair had bit of grey streaks and it was match by her untrimmed pussy. Her face reveal a pointed chin, arched eyebrows, and a youngish face with a few wrinkles around the eyes, nose and mouth. But none of this is what amazed Number 11. It was the fact, that if she would had stood up, she would have tower over her with her 20 foot tall body.
~~~
Senor Ricardo had his head to the ground, A removed straw hat next to him. He was bow down low, waiting for the commandant's rules. The female Sumarion females lizard has her legs crossed, her head twisted in thought. her regulation boot were tear by her foot claws, giving them a appearance of footpads. These same foot claws were inches from Ricardo bow head. If she wanted to, the female could stand up, step on the back of the man's head, and dig her lethal claws into the skulls. She was too light to destory the man's head with just trampling, but her sharp foot claws would have little trouble tearing through the skin of bone of the man. As head of the local Terruno militia, Senor Ricardo's death would give a message to all the local militia not to
mess with the Hermanos Maldad.
A small whimper from the man bowing down to her interrupted his thoughts.
"What was that, bitch?" the female demanded, "what were you going to say?"
Ricardo found himself shivering. "Nothing, my lizard mistress, it just that my children are here on the camp and I wish to bring home."
"Really?" the female Sumarion said. "I don't think I like your tone. You! I want you to get up! "
The female look stood from her seat and look closely at the man. In his Late 40s, Senor Ricardo was past his prime, but he still had some handsome freatures. For one thing, he has all of his hair and... and.
"You, Human! Where did you get that scar from. It looks familar...?"
"It nothing, my green scale mistress." Subconiously Ricardo parted his hair to block the scar. "It just an old war wound.."
The Sumarions push to man down until he was flat on his back. She quickly ordered the other female soldiers to hold them down. With his arms are legs pinned down, the female Sumorian hovered her foot claw above the man's face. She move the man's hair and light tap the man's scar with her foot.
"Just as I thought. That scar prove it. " She pulled the man to his feet.
"You say that we have your children. We have no problem releasing the girl, however, the young man was quickly becausing a favorite with my women. They are not likely to give up on him so easily, but I let your son, Enzo, go, if you pass a little test.
What kind of test?" the nervous man asked.
"A simple one. Just tell me my name, and I guarrentee that your children will be safe from one. Not even banditos would dare tonch those under MY protection."
"Her name?" said one of the Curr to her companions. On her hand was a leash , that lead to a naked Curr male. "There no way that guy could figure out the Commander's name."
Senor Ricardo look around nervous. Behind him, an easy exit was there, but somewhere in his camp was his two helpless children.
Madame Ran-Sar, I am glad to be of service."
"Aww," the Sumarion said to her former pet before petting his hair. "It been, what nearly 20 years. We were both youngsters back then. You ran away, and now here you are, and you had kids too. What name do you go by now?
"Leon..., Leon Ricardo."
"Well Leon, your kids are free to go. Your son Enzo was popular with the girls, but all they left him was some kinky memories." The Sumarion gave Leon a sharp toothy grin. I sure you know what I talking about."
Raising her hand, the Sumarion female brought out the two prisoner. Both Enzo and Mona was wearing their militia uniform, camoflage shirts, pants, military jacket with the Ricardo patch( small piece of fablic that contains the unit of a soldiers.) caught between two amazons each. The females that was hold Enzo start to protest, but a loud by low growl from the commander, silence the two.
"Father, I sorry, It was my fault we got caught. "
Leon moved closer to his daughter and handle her hair. "Don't worry Mona, it will all work out for us. Just leave out I here. I be alright, I just meeting...some 'friends.'"
With tears in their eyes. Enzo and Mona left the father in the hands of the Bad Sisters.
Sometime Later, in the commandant's tent, Leon found himself buried underneath, a small mountain of female flesh. Four hermanas, among the oldest and the most high ranking women, each took advantage of Leon.
"Just like old times, right girls?" Ran-Sar giggled. She had her thick, bare, scaly thighs around Leon's fat neck.
"Oh yes, Ran- Sar. I now remember Leon. " Monica stated. She was the leader of the Hermanas Maldad, who captured Mona and Enzo. She was currently settling her buttocks on Leon's face. Earlier, she had forced the naked prisoner to lick her pussy. Now, Leon was cleaning her dirty asshole.
"That right fucker, keep it hard! I want to read what deep in your mind!"
The old Envi, Minnie ,one of the few Envi in the organization, and the only one in camp, was busy, humping on the captive member. While the prisoner's moans was muffed by Monica's large ass, Minnie was looking deep into the prisoner mind. When Envi have intercourse, they create a psychic link with the male (it always have to be a male.) and see their mind. Of course, it was the painful feelings of be ram into a very tight pussy that cause Leon the most trouble.
Final they was Nar, a female Curr was what the oldest alien of the bunch, She was around when Leon first became a captive, over 20 years ago. She had lost none of her cruelty. She would take what let. Biting, slashing with her claws, and just using her strength to make Minnie fuck harder, or Monica smother better. It became an endless game to the woman.
After some time, the three other women left.
"It about time we caught up." Ran-Sar said to her captive, as he led him away to the other side of the camp.
~~~
Number 11 felt the full force of the woman's foot. The huge toes lightly tap his chest, while the heel of her giant foot was pressed lightly against his balls.
"You are going to try to escape or you." she demand, her huge voice boom throughout the temple. She was over 20 feet tall. Even with her slender body, the huge female Envi started to press her weight down on him.
"You feel so good under my feet. You better hope I don't get bore. I not Big enough to squash you with just my feet, but I can probably kill you if I press all my weight on you."
Hours earlier, Number 11 was lead to the heart on the village of the witches. A giant Envi was seat there, as a near naked woman and lead him to here.
The giant Envi, or Mother, as she called herself claimed that he could cure his problem. As the oldest creature on the planet, she came into Versura nearly a thousand year ago. Alone on the planets, she was able to gain great power from the natural plants and animals. She even discover the secret of life, and became immortal. When humans, Envi and other intelligence creature land on "her" planets, she fought back, became a local legend. Driven away by the powerful military of the Federation, she flee to and ancient city, made from the original inhabitants of planet Versura. It is from the mysterious rune site, where she achieved even greater powers.
"I can get rid of your dreams. You see my friend, the reason why you can sense the sexual torments of your fellow clones, is because for one reason, or other, you have psychic powers."
"Psychic powers, but the original Joe Verge had no psychic abilities."
The Envi giantess sat up, and sent her arm to move the man closer. "I don't know. Perhaps your original had dormant talent. Whatever the case, you have to ability to receive, the images, feelings, ideas, and sensations of your fellow clones are they are made slaves to the most bitter and wicked women. I can take always your abilities, and your nightmares will go away.
Being so close to the flesh of the naked giantess, made Number 11 nervous.
"What do I have to do?
Looking down at him the Envi giantess gave him a very wide smile.
"Take off your clothes," she demand. "I want to see your pure body."
Before he knew he lay down beneath the largest woman he ever seen, her huge foot threaten to squash the life out of him.
"Nice and naked she comment, and she slow pull away her foot and laying down the frighten man. "Now, are you going to do as I say."
Even if Number 11 had no intention to disobey in any way, there was no way to resist. Mother had dominated the room. The only way out the room was behind her.
"I do anything, as long as you get rid of my dreams. He stated. he tried to look behind her. "After you help me, I free to go right?"
The slightly sat up, showing the door that lead to the hallway. "Of course.
She put her pointed chin on her hands. "Now what do you know about the Envi?"
"I know a lot about you ..uh... humanoids"
"Trying to be politically correct, I see. While I appreciate the notion. I want to asks, what do you know about our sexual habit."
"What?" Number 11 asked. The Giant Envi push her down with her large hands and force him on the stone floors of the temple.
"Unlike you HUMANS, all Envi are telepathic. we cannot read each minds or lift objects, but we can sense things and have usually awareness. However, we have the ability to share life experiences and even share minds whenever we have INTERCOURSE. They have been tale of male and female switch their bodies during sex.
"Are you going to do that to me?" Number 11 asked. "Aren't you too big to have intercourse with anyway.
The Giantess move closer. "No and no, grey wanderer. I going to go into your mind and rip those nasty little dreams from your tiny head, and second...."
The giant Envi stood up as a eerie blue light emitted from her body surrounding her. The Envi began to shrink, smaller and smaller until she was about 10 feet tall. While she was not only gigantic, she was still very imitating.
"I think this will do." the female stated. "Now let's have some fun."
Even with his back on the ground, naked, and somewhat wet, Number 11 was not ready for a sexual encounter. Even when the powerful Envi was only 10 feet, he estimated that she weighted as least 800 pounds.
"A little worry I see. Don't worry I'll fix the problem."
Number 11 could feel weird energy all over his body. He could feel his skin hardening and his strength increasing. But the most noticeable change was his cock. It became fully erect and it grew. It went from seven inch long to over a foot!
"Now that the tool is properly sized, let began, shall we.
The Giant Envi took some time to rubbed the giant cock with her giant pussy before entering it inside her pussy. As she slowly lower herself, Number 11 was beginning to have doubts about all this. Even as a giant, the Envi had to work herself down to shallow Number 11's now rock hard 15 inch cock.
"Man she's tight. I don't think this going to be very pleasurable for me. "
"Pleasure? " the giantess above asked. "You have not ever been with an Envi before. We do not have sex for pleasure, we do for understanding and procreation. that said I, have long ago given the semblance of an Envi. You are not came me, my true name, Silvia I am going to have fun with you for a while."
After settling her 800 pound body on him, Silvia slowly move up and down his pole. her huge palm covering his chest, neck, chin, and stomach. Loud, almost booming moans came from the giantess mouths.
"Yes! It been YEARS since I had a male under me. My followers usually grab all the local males that CORE and Grand Medina sent us. I can feel you, see your dreams."
The rate of the giantess fucking suddenly increase. The giantess lead back, taking away most of her 800 pounds off the man. Her huge feet on his side, arms use and support. the giantess fuck her unwilling companion with her butt.
"I see everything now. Such nasty nightmares. No wonder you didn't want to go asleep."
The giantess claim, while still having her way him.
"I shall cleanse them for you, but you have to pay a price. You said that you be willing to do anything for me, Right?"
Silvia yes, I will do anything just take them away."
Alright then. Here we go.
Silvia moved forward and totally set her whole body on the crush male. Darkness come over Number 11.
~~~
Carrying leashes, the witches of the ancient city look down at the male crush body. Bones were grind to dust, a large pool of blood and gore steep into the temple floor.
"Look like Mother got too excite again, and she wonder why she doesn't get any playmates."
"The man volunteered, through I do not think this was what he had in mind."
Suddenly the crush body of the male transformed into a gooey liquid. The liquid felt into the cracks of the floor, before flowing into upward into one of the statue. the Statue was surround by a yellow, white light. the stone began to change shape. It became the form of Number 11 former body. The light dissappear, and the stone became flesh.
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Number 11 found himself on the ground. He was completly naked, and surroundly by females of all types. Each of them was nearly nude, with a headress of some sort and wearing only a short skirt. Most of them were carrying leashes, which lead to a naked crawling male. None of them look like the woman, Cassandra, who he follow into the temple.
"Looks like the man was revived." A blond haired female stated.
"What happen to me, where is Silvia?" Number 11 asked.
"You have be crush to death under Mother. It seem that to get rid of your dream, she must have gotten rid of your body." a brunette sated
My body? Then what is this?" Number stated as he patted his chest.
"It looks like Mother was generous enough to provide you with a new body. She had left us now, most likely to the underground temple. That said, Mother did tell you her price for her services, correct?"
"Yes, I willing to do anything."
Number 11 did not look the young woman were giving one another. "Well then, let see what he can do."
One of the woman, a tall, half Envi, with purple hair, began saying a bunch of unindentiable mutterings. Number 11 noticed that the naked slave began to whine and cringe in fear.
"What the hell she trying to do?" he thought to himself.
A white light surround his body. Strange commands enter his head. Then....nothing happen.
"It seems that Mother has made this one immune to our ... abilities.
"You.. you got really are witches?"
"Not really, not in the classical sense anyway We are chosen for our latent abilities and able to reach.. higher planes of existence. The time has come for another one of us to.. emerge. " Suddenly the brunette female was surrounded by a huge white light. Unusually energy surround the woman, as she morph as grew, until she was the sizes of the first giantess. Many of the males try to tear away from the leashes, that the women were using. Even, the other female back away, surprise by this turn of event.
"She is being process by the Wicca, this is now sacred ground, we are not worthily yet." the blond head woman screamed. The females follow their male "servants" out of the temple. Number 11 was alone with the new giantess.
What just happen?"
As she said, the giantess huge voice surround area. "I am chosen by the Wicca to better follow their will. The Wicca was the first inhabitants of this planet. Their abilities seem like magic to the ones who first came here. The lizard-like centaurs of the Lawgos, with all their reason and logic, deem that the Wicca was too dangerous to leave the planet. So they build a planetary force-field that was the Wicca were unable to leave the planet.
"So all of these strange statues, they are the Wicca, "
" No, the male Wicca, now stop interrupting. A sudden plague kill off many of the Wicca, while the Lawgos did nothing. Even worse, the force-field kept the Wicca in, but did not prevent other coming in and doing what they please. As the Wicca died out, There was a scramble for members of the four galaxies to send their respective inhabitants to this planet. It was agree that in honor of the Wicca, that this planet was to be left as a galactic reserve. But your greedy government ignore the agreement given to them and sent generations of settlers into the virgin planet. "
"But why would the Federations send setter here, if it goes against the wishes of the other three galaxies?"
"I do not know. Perhaps there something here the Federation knows, but the other galaxies do not. But the point is mute. 500 hundred years ago, the first group of settler arrive on the planet, and claim it as their own.
Number 11 sat down. He was no long afraid at the recent change of events. "What happen to the Wicca."
"Using their powers, the male Wicca turn themselves into these stone statues. It was against their beliefs to kill themselves, but transforming is not taboo. The female transcended their bodies and became energy forms. Sometimes the Wicca females, process one female and giving some of their powers. Mother was the first being to received the Wicca's 'gift.'
"I see, so the Wicca got their revenge on the humans but using their females as their vessels for revenge?"
Too, a certain degree. With a demonstration of our power, nearly every faction has sent us male for use.
"Males, for what reason?'
The giantess move closer, overshadowing number 11 body. "Why tell you, when I can show you."
Then the Giantess took him in her hands before growing even bigger.
The End
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