Alien Slave

by Tracy St. John

  Wynhod traced her lips with one thumb as he stood over her head. He dipped the thick digit in her mouth occasionally, wetting it in the moist environs and spreading dampness over her lips. He growled softly when she sucked on his thumb, swirling her tongue sinuously over the invading appendage.

  Krijero’s fingertips whispered over her inner thighs. He drew circles over her goosefleshed skin, coming close to but not quite touching her secret parts. Positioned between Dani’s wide-flung legs, his gaze drinking in her blatantly exposed womanhood, he murmured, “This harness definitely opens up possibilities.”

  Dani couldn’t resist teasing him. “No pun intended, right?”

  He glanced up at her face questioningly. She saw when he got the joke. His face lit in a grin, and he joined the other two men’s laughter.

  “Very opened up. Very nice,” Wynhod agreed, pulling his shirt off.

  The other two joined him in disrobing, and Dani greedily eyed the agreeable sight of three naked Kalquorians. They were magnificent in their blatant masculinity. Gelan was the bulkiest of the three, his shoulders and chest wide, his thighs thick with corded muscle. Krijero was the lankiest but still quite powerful. Wynhod’s build was somewhere between his clanmates’, looking both strong and streamlined. They were a feast for the eyes.

  And I get to play with them all night, she reminded herself.

  Wynhod stood behind her head once more, his hands busy with the harness. The straps holding her skull level with her body loosened, allowing the top of her head to slowly lower towards the floor. The Nobek’s twin prods were suddenly in her face at mouth level.

  “Open, my pretty little fighter,” he said, lifting the larger organ out of the way.

  Dani obeyed and closed her eyes in delight as the smaller cock slid into her mouth. That cinnamon-like flavor exploded in her mouth, prompting her to suck hard at his juices. The only thing that could be better is if Kalquorians tasted like chocolate, she thought. She moaned against his length as Wynhod thrust deep, using her in a most luscious fashion.

  As lovely as having the delicious Kalquorian use her orally, it was nothing compared to feeling Krijero resume his place between her legs. His thumb dipped into her well, coming out slick. He rubbed her own wetness all around her clit, sending shocks of heat throughout her belly. They’d only just begun, and Dani was already tense with need.

  Gelan played with her breasts, rubbing gently one moment, pinching her sensitive nipples hard the next. Pulses of warmth followed zings of pain. The sensations shot straight from the mounds to her clit, increasing the effects of Krijero’s teasing there. An open palm slapped one orb while the other was treated to a tender massage. Pleasure and ache mixed with each other, getting confused until Dani couldn’t separate the two.

  Her vulnerability fed the arousal that swirled inside. The Kalquorians could do as they wished with her. She couldn’t even cry for help with Wynhod’s smaller cock working her mouth. Instead of frightening her, the helplessness excited her even more. Not prone to self-analysis, Dani simply accepted her desires without close examination. She dove into the wondrous possession without question.

  “Open your mouth as wide as you can,” Wynhod said. His voice was breathy.

  Dani followed his orders, eager for whatever he planned. The Nobek’s fist closed over both his shafts, holding them close together. The Earther thought, no way I can take both at once, but she yawned her mouth wide anyway. It was certainly worth the try.

  Wynhod was indeed too thick to fit much more than the first few inches of his tapered penises between Dani’s stretched lips, but he seemed content with that amount, especially when she got her tongue involved. She wove the silky appendage all over the tips of his cocks, pausing from time to time to lash them with quick flicks. Her lover groaned in appreciation of her efforts.

  Krijero continued to trace slow circles all around Dani’s clit with his thumb. He pressed his pelvis close, pushing slowly into her. Her pussy opened to him with ease, the pucker of her anus more reluctantly. Ache merged with arousal. The alien’s natural lubrication and tender pressure coaxed her less enthusiastic opening to be receptive to him. He was gentle but inflexible in the invasion of her tightest sleeve, making her accept what her body was so hesitant to offer. She trembled at the taking, both because of the discomfort and the fact she couldn’t deny him. Despite these issues, or perhaps because of them, arousal heightened until her belly was a molten pit of desire. Had Krijero’s thumb gifted the tip of her clit with the barest of touches, Dani would have climaxed in an instant.

  And still the Imdiko drove steadily in, filling her with himself. The stretch to accommodate him swelled into intense pressure, making the pain secondary. Dani moaned around Wynhod’s cocks, caught up in a maelstrom of sensation too complex to categorize. Krijero made her take every sweet, tormenting inch of his double endowment. At last he encased himself fully within her secret flesh. Dani exulted in the possession.

  Wynhod and Krijero rocked her back and forth between them, setting up a slow, constant rhythm that built her inner fires steadily higher. Meanwhile, Gelan added his mouth to the assault on her breasts, still alternating between torment and delight with lips, tongue and teeth. She thought he might devour her and welcomed it.

  The men growled like animals as they took her. The bestial sounds increased the aura of danger and Dani’s excitement.

  No wonder so many Earther women ran off to Kalquor before the war. These guys are amazing.

  Her belly was curling into itself, twisting with agonized arousal. Tiny explosions of passion detonated, enhancing rather than relieving her need. Fucking her mouth, sucking and clutching her breasts, reaming her pussy and backside, the aliens drove her to the edge of cataclysm and held her there, not quite letting her realize the final apocalypse. Dani’s desperate cries joined their snarls.

  Working in perfect choreography, Wynhod and Krijero increased their combined pace, pushing into her faster and harder. When one retreated from her body, the other imbedded himself as far as he could, shoving hard heat down her throat and into her womb. In her harness, Dani was tossed between them, a helpless receptacle for their lusts. She loved that she had no function but to accept their hunger for primal joining, to acquiesce to their basest needs. The knowledge that she could deny them nothing brought her ever closer to the brink of surrender. Still, she couldn’t quite find the release she desired above all else. If Krijero would just rub her clit with that ever-circling thumb, it would provide the shattering pleasure her body begged for. But he continued to tease, continued to torment. He wouldn’t give her what she might die for want of.

  Dani wailed around her mouthful of Wynhod, trying to beg for that elusive contact that wouldn’t come. Her breasts and sex burned, feeling swollen beyond endurance. Surely the men wouldn’t deny her forever? They had to have their limits too. But still they tortured her, keeping her hovering just beyond the reach of sweet oblivion.

  She wriggled desperately in her bonds, unable to stand another moment of anguished delight. She couldn’t move enough to find Krijero’s thumb, not with the straps holding her still and the Kalquorians controlling her every motion. Her eyes streamed agonized tears. To feel them moving in and out of her, touching her all over, climax lurking so close and yet maddingly out of reach … it was too much. She screamed her frustration.

  Wynhod barked something in guttural bursts, and Krijero growled back. They worked her even faster, chorusing grunts. Dani’s insides quaked at the increased friction. She screamed again.

  Krijero’s pressed her clit between thumb and finger. Orgasm tore through her, decimating her as the men howled.

  Dani swallowed Wynhod’s explosive offering in reflex, the pulses of hot sweet-spicy-salty juice adding to her ecstasy. Her sheath convulsed around Krijero’s throbbing sex, milking him for every drop he had. Her ears rang with their groans as they filled her from both directions.

  Her body didn’t calm until the two men stopped moving, and even the
n she still felt sensitive all over, as if the slightest provocation would renew the tremors. Her sex and breasts tingled yet despite everyone going still and Gelan halting his sweet assault.

  Panting, Wynhod stepped away. A moment later, Krijero also disengaged, his movements making her shudder with continued arousal. Dani groaned, wishing her libido had an off switch. She could imagine herself fucking the Kalquorians until they or she dropped dead of exhaustion.

  Krijero’s warmth was replaced by another, and Dani lifted her head to see Gelan standing between her splayed legs now, his gaze running up and down her body like a starving man contemplating a feast. Her breath caught at the heat in his eyes. His erections pressed up against his chiseled abdomen.

  “Little girl, you’re red and swollen,” he said, his voice more rumbling than ever. “And sensitive, I presume?” He prodded Dani’s engorged petals with one finger, and she jerked with a cry.

  “I’ve never seen anyone so receptive. For an Earther to respond with such abandon is a surprise,” Gelan continued. He ran his wicked finger up and down her slit, and Dani writhed as much as the harness would allow. “I wonder…”

  Instead of finishing his statement, the Dramok seized her distended clit as Krijero had, rubbing the flesh between finger and thumb. White-hot light blinded Dani as she exploded once more.

  Masculine laughter greeted her when she returned to sanity. “Our little fighter is a wonder,” Wynhod said. He adjusted the harness to support Dani’s head at a more comfortable angle.

  “Definitely overwrought. It’s a good thing we’re here to help her,” Gelan chuckled. “Don’t worry, my sweetling. I promise to take good care of you.”

  He took himself in hand, positioning his cocks for the first thrust. Dani warbled a cry that was half-welcome, half-fearful denial.

  Gelan shoved into her hard and fast, burying himself to the hilt. Pain and ecstasy exploded within her all at once, and Dani screamed, climax overwhelming her again. The Kalquorian held her still until her body’s rage was spent for the moment.

  “Very nice,” he murmured. His approval sent a pleasurable warmth through her soul. “But if you keep this up, I won’t last as long as I’d like. I want you to get control of yourself, Dani.”

  She groaned, her insides still spasming all around him. “I’ll try,” she whispered.

  “Don’t try. You will not climax again until I tell you to.” Gelan’s tone told her he expected her to obey.

  Tears stung her eyes. “I don’t know if I can keep from coming. It feels so good,” she protested.

  The Dramok’s heavy hand swatted her backside hard, the sting profound where the straps didn’t cover her flash. Heat suffused her punished flesh, and a spasm clenched her hard around his iron length. A growl escaped Gelan’s lips. “Stop it right now.”

  Dani sobbed, her senses a hurricane of aching need. “Please.” She wasn’t sure what she begged for.

  “Mind me or be punished. We Kalquorians have no qualms when it comes to disciplining unruly little girls. You don’t want the humiliation of being put over my knees and being spanked like a child, do you?”

  Dani forced herself to take deep, calming breaths. No, she didn’t want that. It would be shameful.

  Then why did her guts clench again with anticipation?

  Gelan’s eyebrows rose. “I felt that, little girl. You continue to surprise me.”

  Panic quelled a little of her ardor. “No, don’t spank me. I don’t want that.”

  He grinned. “If you say so.”

  Before she could address the disbelief in his tone, Gelan slowly pulled out until only the tip of him was left inside her. Dani groaned at the friction, but managed to hold onto her self control. Barely.

  The next few minutes were a terrible battle. The Dramok fucked her nice and slow, but even at that sedate pace every movement wanted to send her over the edge. She bit her lip hard with the effort of denying climax, prompting Krijero to fetch a rubbery ball gag for her to chew on. It helped. A little.

  “So tight,” Gelan breathed. “And wet. I like how you clutch at me as I move in and out. I like you helpless and open for my use.”

  Dani wanted him to shut up. His descriptions were turning her on worse than ever. She had the feeling he was pushing her to lose control. Maybe the sadistic bastard wanted to punish her the way he’d described.

  “Your legs wide open, allowing me to do anything I want with you.”

  Dani quaked with need. The idea of laying herself naked over his thighs for a spanking brought her closer to orgasm. She fought to shut the thought down.

  What is wrong with me? I’ve never been punished that way, and I don’t want to be!

  “I love watching my cocks work your pussy and ass, Dani. Feel how hard I am inside you.”

  Like she could feel anything except the hot iron of him filling her over and over.

  “Making you take me deep. You couldn’t fight if you wanted to. But you don’t want to, do you, little girl? You like a strong man taking what he wants from you. In fact, you love it.”

  Shut up, damn you!

  Dani concentrated on closing her ears off from Gelan’s whispered seduction and keeping her traitorous body in check. She would not give the alien the satisfaction of physically chastising her. No way.

  She drew deep breaths, forcing herself to relax. Little by little, the sense of teetering on the edge of a cliff receded. The Kalquorian kept her incredibly aroused; there was no way she was denying the sharp pleasure of his continued lovemaking, but she wasn’t in danger of toppling headlong into orgasm now. She’d won.

  “Very good, little girl.”

  Dani’s sense of victory at Gelan’s praise was short lived. His hands tightened on her hips, and he abruptly commenced pounding in and out of her with speed and force. The friction inside her sleeves ignited elation, clawing desperate rapture into her being. Climax’s abyss yawned wide and rose to engulf her in its dark joyous embrace.

  She bit hard into the ball, struggling for all she was worth to not fall into sweet oblivion. Her guts drew down in a taut spiral, coiling tighter and tighter until the breaking point threatened. She wasn’t going to make it. The talons of ecstasy closed around her.

  Gelan slowed, returning to the sedate pace he’d started with. Dani still struggled against her clamoring body, wrestling to deny its eruption. At last the vicious need retreated, but it remained near to eye her hungrily.

  That had been close. She didn’t think she’d survive another assault like that.

  But once her breathing had eased to Category 1 hurricane strength, Gelan went at her again, hurtling her towards the point of no return once more. Dani hung on by a hair until he slowed, allowing her to muster her strength before the next assault.

  She wanted to give in to the bliss more than anything. The fear of being spanked by the Kalquorian no longer mattered. Dani was willing to endure punishment to gain release.

  A greater terror kept her from acquiescing to the brutal clamoring of her body. She hung onto that sustaining dread when all other arguments fell by the wayside.

  “So stubborn,” Gelan chuckled breathlessly after he’d subjected her to another round of fast, hard thrusting and slowed again. “You really hate to lose, don’t you, little girl?”

  Dani didn’t dare look at him for fear that the mere sight of the gorgeous Dramok standing over her would drive her past endurance. The smallest thing would undo her at this point.

  “All right, my precious sweetling. We’ve both had enough, and you’ve been a very good, very obedient girl. You may claim your reward at any time.”

  With that, Gelan hammered into her and Dani surrendered to the ravenous beast in her womb, letting it savage her until her throat was raw from screaming. The alien between her legs roared an accompaniment to her gag ball-muffled cries.

  Orgasm rose and fell, rose and fell, and she rode the waves in mindless euphoria, delighting in the bucking upheavals of shattering elation. At last her body exp
ended the pent up need that had left her still wanting even after the earlier climaxes. She was at last sated, Gelan’s long denial causing every mote of arousal to burst from her now that it was freed.

  After the quakes settled into gentler aftershocks, Dani tried to spit the gag out of her mouth. She discovered she’d bitten down so hard that her teeth had become imbedded in the tough, rubbery exterior.

  Wynhod carefully extricated it for her and laughingly presented it to the drunkenly swaying Gelan. “A trophy, my Dramok.”

  His leader took it with a proud smile. “The best I’ve ever claimed. How are you, little girl?”

  Dani flexed her jaw, noting its soreness. She floated in the aftermath of the wild sex, and she needed to take another pain inhibitor before the endorphins wore off. “I’ll let you know when I get back.”

  He patted her thigh and pulled free of her. “That was amazing, pet. Thank you for making such an effort for my pleasure.”

  Dani didn’t think Gelan needed to know the real reason she’d held out so furiously. The fear that she’d find punishment as arousing as pleasure had kept her from succumbing when nothing else could.

  The clan undid the harness, setting her on her wobbling legs. “Can I have a few minutes? I’m sorry, but I’m out of it right now.” She really was. Her mind still floated seemingly apart from her body.

  Krijero lifted her chin so he could peer into her eyes. “She’s burned a lot of energy. That was an intense session. Perhaps a meal and conversation would be nice?”