by Corin Cain
20
Jasmine
My heart pounds and I gasp as I enter the pleasure room. My body feels like it’s on fire. It was almost impossible to make it here, instead of just letting the three men have their way with me right there in the main room.
I can barely understand the desire I feel. The bond amplifies all feelings of submission and lust, and it’s increasingly hard to think straight when I’m around the three Aurelians. Images of being tied up and fucked over and over overwhelm my mind.
But I’ve made it this far. I can make it a little longer.
The pleasure room’s soft floor is firm but malleable under my feet. The three huge aliens pile into the room after me. They smile and rush towards me, their huge cocks pulsing beneath their togas.
That’s when I do what Elanor instructed me to do.
The pleasure room is now wired to my mind. I practiced for an hour to perfect my control, and I make full use of that training now.
The floor suddenly shifts and moves, ropes of liquid stone wrapping around the aliens’ limbs, forcing them into a sitting position. Their muscles tense as they try to break the bonds, but the power of the pleasure room’s liquid stone is too much for even their incredible strength.
I feel their shock and frustration in my mind, and I am both terrified and delighted.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, Jasmine,” warns Karan, his voice imperious.
“Let us loose now,” orders Raegan, and I almost do it. It takes every bit of my willpower to ignore his command.
Baldur’s cock surges, even as he sits trapped there. He’s still hungry for my holes, and he glares out at me, flexing his muscles and trying to escape the grip of the liquid stone.
“When I’m free,” he warns me, “I’m going to punish you.”
It’s meant to be a threat, but my adrenaline and lust only grows at his angry tone.
I don’t say a word. I simply walk up to Baldur first, my legs trembling. I run my hand down his huge, broad chest, delighting in the feel of his muscles under my touch. I shudder with need and kiss his abs, licking him and moaning with absolute need. He growls with lust, his muscles tensing and flexing as he tries to escape. I can’t wait a second longer. I need him in my mouth. I bend to wrap my lips around the head of his cock, and as his member enters me I feel suddenly more complete. He groans in pleasure as I tantalize the tip of his cock-head, lapping at the sensitive slit and swirling my tongue around the huge bell-head of his member.
In all the throes of all our violent fucking, I haven’t had a chance to fully experience the bodies of these three god-like Aurelians. Now I can, and I breathe in through my nose, savoring the slight musk of this alien warrior as he’s trapped before me.
Baldur’s lust overpowers me, throbbing in my mind, hungry and building. The dominance he exudes sends shivers of fear through me.
When I let him go, he’s going to be merciless.
I stare up at his body as I pleasure him with my mouth. I study every clearly-defined, hard ab, each of his huge biceps, and even the beads of sweat that run down from his pecs, snaking a trail all the way across his perfect body. Even if I wasn’t bonded to Baldur, I can easily understand why other human women join Aurelian harems. Just to be near such a godly creature is bliss.
But to be the object of desire for all three of them? It’s too much to handle.
It’s just what Elanor said would happen.
I want them to know they can be brutal with me – that I can handle every second of their utter domination...
But, even more, I want them to know I’m so much more than just a fucktoy – to be used and bred. I want them to know how badly I ache for their dominance, how every breath and thought in my mind is focused on their pleasure.
I slowly take Baldur’s cock from my mouth, and look up into his eyes. They glitter, green and intense, fixated on me. I bring my hand to Baldur’s balls, rubbing and massaging them.
“I love your huge balls, Baldur. I love knowing how full of your seed they are. I love being your little toy…”
I wrap my lips around his cock again, and this time deep-throat him – forcing my mouth down onto him, deeper and deeper, almost violently. His cock flexes and surges between my lips. Baldur growls in pleasure, and I feel his release building in the back of my mind. At the last second, I pull my mouth from his cock – keeping him in a state of delayed bliss.
Baldur growls, his hands flexing and trying to grab me. I know if I let the bonds off him for even a second, Baldur would grab my hair and force my mouth down on his cock until he filled my throat with his cum.
Karan laughs was he watches. “Jasmine, you poor little fool. When I’m free, I’m going to whip you until you cry.”
I stand, leaving Baldur. “Come back!” Baldur commands, but I ignore him. He’s in a state of torturous need, exactly where I want him. I know when I finally release him, he’s not going to be able to control himself. Baldur’s going to pounce on me and fuck me like never before.
They all will.
I turn from Baldur and focus on the next object of my attentions. I bite my lip with lust, replaying Karan’s cruel words in my mind.
Then I mount him, pressing the head of Karan’s cock against my soaking wet slit. I’m so fucking horny, I can’t even think straight.
I tease the tip of Karan’s cock, letting only the sensitive head enter me. I begin riding him slowly. He’s so hard I can’t believe it. It’s like sitting on a slick, stone cock. His eyes flash deep, dark blue as I gaze up into them, and I can almost imagine the alien sea-beasts that lurk under the violent seas of his desire.
“I accept my punishment, Karan,” I say, imagining him bringing his whip against my ass over and over again, while my body shakes and trembles. He can feel my lust and submission, and I let go of all the tension in my legs, sinking down and impaling myself fully on his massive cock. I play with my nipples as I ride him, unable to resist touching and pinching the sensitive buds as I stare up at the huge Aurelian in front of me.
Karan’s eyes flash with dominance as I ride him. His massive dick throbs inside me, stretching me to the fullest. There’s no pain at all, though. Elanor gave me an oil made specifically for mating between Aurelians and humans, and there’s only a feeling of utter fullness and absolute pleasure as he fills me.
“You say that now, my pet,” Karan warns, “but when I’m free, I’m going to make you beg for me to stop. I’m going to punish you until you’re a begging, whimpering mess. Then I’m going to fuck you until you cum so hard you can’t walk for days.”
I ride Karan faster, his words triggering my need to submit. I can feel the truth behind his threat – his dominance and need building in his mind. I gasp out, feeling myself so close to cumming, and yet not wanting the satisfaction.
Not yet.
Not until they allow me to take it.
I slow my frantic motions, building both of our pleasure up slowly. I can feel how close Karan is – how the torrents of his desire are held at the brink of release.
“I still control the pleasure room,” I gasp, “and I will be able to stop you at any moment… But first, I’m going to prove to you I can handle everything you have to offer.”
My eyes roll back and I let myself sink down fully onto his lavish cock, feeling him flexing and surging inside of me, on the verge of exploding.
Then I stand, my legs shaking, and I walk to Raegan.
Karan squirms, his glistening cock straining and unsatisfied – just as I intended it to be.
Raegan’s been watching all this with frustration and desire. His eyes are burning solid gold. He looks at me differently than the other two aliens. While they have utter cruelty and the need to mix pain and pleasure in their eyes, his gaze has a deeper meaning.
Love?
I feel Raegan’s aura in my mind. He’s like a pool of molten metal – one that I could sink into, feeling the heat searing and molding to my body.
I trace my finger
up his thigh, and Raegan’s cock twitches.
“You don’t have to hold back, Raegan,” I murmur. “I know your species. Aurelians can’t change their nature. You need to conquer.”
I kiss his huge muscled leg, trailing my tongue up Raegan’s thigh and tasting the hint of sweat on his marble skin. I ache to take his massive cock into my mouth. I ache to please him.
“I have conquered you,” Raegan growls in a low voice, barely in control of himself. I feel his animal beast pulsing in my mind, barely held at bay by the incredible discipline he wield over his mind and desires.
I stand, trailing my hands against Raegan’s rock-hard abs, touching every inch of his magnificent body. I’m finally in control, relishing the moment before I inevitably release these three Aurelians and let them have their way with me.
Karan and Baldur have lost control utterly. Their minds roar in the back of my head, beastly in their lust. The moment I let them free, I know they’ll tackle me to the ground and use me for their pleasure.
Raegan’s aura grows calmer, though. He’s more in control.
“You will conquer me, Raegan,” I correct him. “When I let you free, you can be as rough with me as you want.” I gently kiss him. Raegan’s eyes flash, barely holding on to his self-control.
“No,” he challenges me. “You aren’t in control. I’m tied up, unable to move a muscle, and it still doesn’t matter. I own you, Jasmine. I own your lust, your desires, your very soul. I am your master.” He pauses, and licks his lips. “Kneel.”
My eyes go wide, and before I can resist, my body obeys his commands.
I lose myself in the submission – kneeling instantly front of him.
Raegan’s dominant, commanding voice could order legions into battle, and compared to them I am nothing. My body trembles and fear mounts, as finally I understand my place.
“You can’t control me, Jasmine,” Raegan continues. “You can stoke the flames of my lust, but I lose control only when I want to lose control.” He pauses. “Now, unleash my bonds!”
I think the thought, and the pleasure room – linked to my mind – instantly frees Raegan.
Instead of pouncing on me and fucking me hard against the floor, however, the towering Aurelian stands above me like a king, looking down at me with a snarl.
I’ve never felt so small before. I tremble, fearing Raegan’s wrath more than anything else.
“I am your Master.”
I look up at him, staring up at the huge, ivory cock that drips pre-cum. A drop falls, and I open my mouth instinctively, catching it on my lips and savoring his seed. I ache for Raegan to lose control and ravish me, but I know his will is iron.
“Let them go,” he orders, and I instantly release Karan and Baldur from their bonds.
Their lust overpowers my mind, and the two huge Aurelians bound towards me, wrapping me up in their muscled arms. Karan picks me up with a growl and instantly impales me on his massive dick – sinking inside me in one, violent movement. My eyes roll back in pleasure as he keeps me skewered on his cock, not moving as Baldur positions himself behind me and presses his own cock between the cheeks of my ass – entering my backside in a single, swift, powerful thrust.
They lose themselves in their primal need to mate with me – fucking me hard and fast. I’m pressed between their sweaty bodies as they fuck me harder and harder. I scream out as I cum, yet they don’t slow – their massive cocks relentlessly pumping me.
Karan’s hands squeeze and grope my bottom painfully, and I know he’ll leave bruises on my skin; and that I’ll wear them with pride. At the same time, Baldur abuses my nipples – pinching and pulling them hard. Baldur’s breath is hot on my ear, and his huge tongue laps at my neck, tasting me as he fucks my ass.
The two huge Aurelians roar out. The primordial sound echoes in the pleasure room. It’s like two beasts are ravaging me as they finally fill me with their seed. Their cocks flex and surge inside me, bringing me to heights of pleasure I’ve never experienced before. I’m left crying, tears flowing down my cheeks from the sensations and the emotions that come washing over me as their minds surge in mine, overwhelming me.
Karan and Baldur finally shudder and stop, pulling their huge cocks from inside me. Karan looks down at me with utter satisfaction, all thought of cruel punishments gone from his mind. My legs shake, and I can’t stand, flopping down hard on the bouncy floor.
“Leave us,” orders Raegan. The two other Aurelians give him a look, but then nod. It’s almost as if I can read their thoughts. They seem to know that Raegan was the one who controlled himself, and in doing so controlled me.
In Aurelian culture, the man who can hide and control his emotions is the strongest, and Raegan just proved himself in front of them.
Karan and Baldur reluctantly leave, and I’m left shaking on the ground, cum dripping from my cunt and ass as the imperious Raegan looks down at me.
“Human females have a need to serve. It’s in your nature. But you, Jasmine, are a rare exception. You think that disobeying is an act of control.”
He kneels, placing his hand under my chin, forcing me to look up into his eyes.
“But you didn’t savor that last bit of control. You wanted us to dominate you harder than ever before. That’s why you did all this, isn’t it?”
I shudder. “Yes.”
I’m both nervous and turned on.
Raegan’s eyebrow raises. I know without being asked what he expects of me.
“Yes… Master.” I say the word, gasping as I relinquish control and address Raegan the way he expects his bonded mate to.
“Surrender yourself to submission,” he reassures me. “Surrender yourself to the bond.
“You own me,” I murmur. “Master.”
Raegan smiles, and his hands grab mine. He lifts them with his a vice-like grip high above my head. His muscles cord, and Raegan’s mind molds with mine.
As I sit there, helpless in his grasp, his lips find mine – and Raegan’s tongue invades my mouth, dancing and intruding, tantalizing me.
As he kisses me, his massive erection presses against my stomach – and I squirm, as if every moment that he’s not inside of me is pure torture.
Yet, I understand his goal. Raegan is flaunting his self-control – demonstrating to me that he can withstand the waves of lust that are building in his mind.
The pleasure room moves and quakes without my control. He’s in my mind, overpowering my body and my thoughts; including my mental link to the controls of this chamber.
Raegan pushes me against the wall, pinning me there and lifting me upward. He forces his huge cock inside me. I gasp out in utter pleasure as he fucks me slowly, pressing me against the soft walls of the pleasure room.
Raegan fucks me until I feel like I no longer exist – until only his iron will and the utter submission of lust and pleasure overwhelm me. I stop thinking – my eyes glazing over as his massive alien cock dominates my soul.
My surrender is complete.
21
Raegan
Jasmine waits on the bed while Baldur, Karan and I don our Orb-armor.
She looks up at us with pride. Her presence is growing in my mind. I ache to surrender to my desire – to ignore the summons of my Emperor and fuck her once more on the bed.
Tension fills the room. Karan and I exchange a knowing glance, reveling in the sweet torture of our desire for her.
But we must control ourselves.
Swallowing down my lust, I look at my blood-brothers. We are ready. Standing tall and proud in our Orb-armor – the priceless outfit that marks us as Elites. We nod to each other.
“We’ll be back within a few hours,” I say to Jasmine. “Enjoy the waters of the pool room, or experience the anti-gravity room.”
She smiles. “I can’t wait for your return… Master.”
My cock surges when she calls me Master. Jasmine looks down, demure, and Karan growls in need. “You can’t wait, can you? Elanor!”
He yells o
ut the name of Jasmine’s hand-woman. She appears instantly. “Bring us pleasure beads,” he commands.
“Pleasure beads?” Asks Jasmine, the innocence in her voice intoxicating. She has no idea what’s in store for her.
Baldur grins. “Oh, yes.”
Elanor returns with a string of beads. She hands them to Jasmine, and she looks at them in awe and curiosity as Elanor hands Karan the control ring. Finally, with a respectful nod, Elanor disappears out of the room; knowing that we’d want privacy for what happens next.
“Put them in,” orders Karan.
“Yes, Master,” Jasmine nods, shuddering. Her lust peaks in my mind. Whenever she calls one of us Master, her submission increases – her mind begging for dominance. She spreads her legs in front of us all, raising the hem of her dress and pressing the beads against her slit. They slip effortlessly inside her, disappearing into her wet folds, all except for the metal string.
“What… What do these do?”
Karan grins evilly. He takes his glove off and slides the ring on his finger. It gives him the mind connection to the pleasure beads inside of her.
“Oh!” Jasmine suddenly moans, as Karan causes them to vibrate inside her. She writhes on the bed, her arousal intense, and it takes all of my self-control not to tear my armor off and fuck her right here and now.
“Enjoy your day, Jasmine,” growls Karan, and the three of us leave.
I hear her moaning in pleasure from behind us.
“Easy with that,” I laugh at Karan. “I don’t want to ruin her for when we return.”
Karan laughs, low and slow. “Feel her in our minds. The more she gets, the more she wants. Now, let us try to forget her for the moment. She certainly won’t be forgetting us – not with those inside of her.”
Baldur nods. “We must focus. The Emperor must have news from Bugra. He will need us. We know the city and the planet better than anybody.”