Chapter Eleven
Ree
Rigo turned off the flow of water and reached over his head for another hose. He pulled it down, took a long black nozzle from the cart by his side and screwed it into place. I cringed when he stepped back between my legs.
“Please...”
Before I could finish, he slid the nozzle into my pussy and flicked a switch overhead. A moment later, a jet of something thick and hot spurted out.
“Internal cleansing solution.” Rigo stared into my eyes as the liquid pumped in. His own eyes were cold. Dead. More terrifying than the manic glee I’d seen there earlier.
The thick fluid filled me rapidly. With my legs tilted up, it started pouring out between my thighs, running down the crack of my ass. It had a chemical smell, like the shampoo. When he saw that, Rigo turned off the flow and eased the nozzle out.
My sigh of relief was cut short when he spread apart my bottom cheeks with one hand and began twisting the tip of the nozzle into my ass.
“Nonono...”
Strapped down, unable to move, I shook my head violently from side to side. Rigo ignored me. I felt the blunt tip of the nozzle penetrate my tight sphincter, sliding in easily with the thick substance coating it. He kept going, working it deep inside. To my shame, a wicked thrill coursed through me.
When he turned on the flow, I couldn’t stop the low moan that escaped me. The hot fluid slowly bathed my rear channel. I squeezed my eyes shut so I wouldn’t have to look at Rigo’s face but that only made things worse. Without sight, I became intensely aware of my other senses. Wild sensations poured through me. Rigo’s fingers digging into my bottom cheeks as he spread me apart, the ragged breathing of the guards as they witnessed my debasement, even the faint current of cool air flowing across my swollen clit. After months of celibacy, getting fucked rough and hard by the alien had awakened dark desires in me. Rigo’s ministrations brought me right back to the edge. My hunger raged, desperate to be sated.
Instead of enjoying a frivolous girlhood, with time to explore my budding sexuality, I’d been trained as a rebel fighter who would one day take over the Insurrection. Taught to sacrifice my own needs and desires for the good of the Cause. Later, with my lover Dyllan, my sexual urges took a back seat to my duties, as did his. But now my body sizzled with a frantic need and my mind was reeling. How could I be turned on by forced exhibitionism and humiliation?
I tried to banish every filthy thought from my mind, to concentrate on anger instead. But I realized a part of me I never knew existed loved knowing the guards were getting aroused by watching everything Rigo did to my naked body. And though I should have hated it, I got a wickedly erotic thrill being tied up and helpless while Rigo penetrated my pussy and ass with the long black nozzle.
My eyes snapped open at the shocking thought and I saw my reflection in the face shield of one of the guards. Mouth partly open with the tip of my tongue showing, cheeks flushed, wet hair in a tangle of curls around my face. I didn’t look like a rebel soldier anymore. I looked like a brazen slut.
Rigo shut off the flow from the nozzle inserted in my bottom and pulled it out. I became aware of an uncomfortable sensation of fullness. Before my humiliation got any worse, he screwed a different nozzle onto the hose, one with a wider opening at the end. I moaned as he worked it into my anus. He pressed a switch and the hose began sucking the fluid back out.
He went back and forth with the two nozzles, filling my belly with more hot liquid, then drawing it out again. As he did, he moved the nozzle around inside me the whole time. Awakening every sensitive nerve ending in my virgin rear channel. Leaving me sweating and panting, desperate for relief. Occasionally his fingers would brush across my clit, sending an indecent throb of lust coursing through me.
I wanted to beg him to stroke it, to massage the hard nub until I exploded. But I resisted the frantic need. I wouldn’t give my captors the satisfaction of breaking me so easily.
Rigo finished by inserting a different nozzle in my pussy, sucking out the chemical solution and squirting in clear water until he washed away any trace of the cleansing liquid. Then he let the hose play over my body. When he finally stepped back, I was dripping wet, breathless, and tingling inside and out.
He activated the mechanism, lowering my legs, and waved a hand at the guards. Together they released my ankles from the stirrups and unbuckled my wrists. When they lifted me off the table I was trembling so hard I could barely stand up. The guards each grabbed an arm, keeping me on my feet. Every touch on my bare skin sent wanton shivers coursing through me.
A door flew open on the far side of the room and the warden strolled in, his thin lips curving up in a smile. He walked up to me and took my chin in his hand, tilting my head up to inspect my face. He ran the fingers of his other hand through my damp hair, then moved lower to give my nipple a cruel twist. I tried to jerk away but the guards tightened their hold on my arms.
“She looks better than she did when she arrived,” he remarked. “You did a good job getting her ready, Rigo. Especially that last part. Taking her right to the edge, but not too far.”
After everything that had been done to me I thought I was beyond feeling shame. But hearing the warden’s comment I realized he must have been watching too. I could feel my cheeks flush and I looked away from him, my eyes darting around the room, trying to spot hidden surveillance devices.
Knowing the guards had to watch but were unable to touch me, hearing them utter lecherous groans, had turned me on. Finding out the warden had been spying on us the whole time made me feel violated. Powerless. Fury bubbled up inside me. I did the only thing I could.
I spit in his face.
His eyes flashed with anger. The smile disappeared as he swiped the back of his sleeve over his face.
“You’re going to be sorry you did that,” he said in a surprisingly mild voice. “Very sorry.”
Keeping his eyes locked on mine, he snapped out an order. “You two, take her to the platform and strap her to the bench. And tell the other guards to fetch the new alien. I’ll take care of both of them at once.”
Chapter Twelve
Kaal
Surrounded.
My eyes darted from side to side as I weighed my options. I stood in the clearing with my back against the platform. On my left, three deep blue giants from Helychron VI stood shoulder to shoulder. On my right, a Daran shapeshifter growled menacingly, his body already taking on the characteristics of a saber-tooth darwolf. One large enough to tear me limb from limb.
In front of me, the ragged mob that had followed Ree formed a half-circle around the platform, blocking any hope of escape. I figured they’d been robbed of a down and dirty sex show when the guards marched her inside one of the windowless buildings so they’d gathered here hoping to witness a bloody battle instead.
To my surprise, I’d been turned loose by Nye’s men as soon as he and the warden disappeared inside another of the buildings lining the far side of the compound. Two of the soldiers had already left, carrying their wounded comrade between them. The remaining troops seemed eager to rid themselves of me, making a quick exit back the way we’d come. No doubt heading for the transport vehicle, where they could lock themselves inside and wait for him in safety.
Determined to find Ree, I took off after the guards who led her away. I’d faced ferocious creatures in the jungle and I knew the key to survival among the beasts here, whether human or alien, was to show no hint of fear. I strode through the compound with my head high, brandishing the stone knife as though it was as dangerous a weapon as a broadsword. For in my hands, it was.
The combatants made their move so smoothly I assumed it was a tactic they’d used many times before. One moment I was walking alone, keeping a wary eye on the crowd, surprised that no one had challenged me yet. The next, enemies appeared on both sides at the same time.
The Daran growled again, a low rumble deep in his chest that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I’d heard of s
hapeshifting aliens, but I’d never seen one. The process was mesmerizing. His body hunched over and elongated, the head rose, and I could see his fangs growing.
Mesmerizing. Warning bells went off inside my head. They’d done this before, working as a team. The Daran would draw my attention, allowing the Helychronians to overpower me.
I whirled around and launched myself at the line of blue giants, knowing they wouldn’t expect me to attack three enemies instead of one. To my shock, they crumpled to the ground, writhing and groaning, before I ever reached them.
Two of the warden’s guards stepped forward from the crowd, holding thin black cylinders still pointed at the blue aliens.
“You. Come with us.”
I glanced back over my shoulder. The Daran was in full beast mode. Body taut, mouth open in a snarl, fangs fully extended. Ready to spring.
I stepped over the twitching blue bodies and fell in line with the guards. It was the easiest decision I’d made all day.
* * *
They took my knife away and led me around the platform to the stairs in back. I heard a vicious growl, a piercing scream, then a bigger roar from the crowd. One of the guards laughed.
“Robbed him of his prey so he took out one of his pals instead!”
“They’re all a bunch of fucking animals,” the other guard muttered. “Lucky the chips work.”
That explained the twitching bodies. The prisoners here must have been outfitted with the same device Nye used to take me down, activated by the black cylinders. I’d found the scar from mine earlier, under the skin at the back of my neck, just below the hairline. They probably drugged me and inserted it when I was brought to Federation headquarters and assigned to the mission on the jungle planet.
A door opened in the wall behind me. Two guards walked out, holding onto Ree between them. Naked, bedraggled, hair damp, she looked as though she could barely stand upright without their help. I struggled to get to her, but the guards held me in an iron grip.
“Ree! Did they hurt you? Are you all right?”
She stared straight ahead, eyes vacant, and didn’t answer. I wondered if she’d been fitted with a shock device too. They marched her up the steps to the platform and I heard the crowd cheer when they caught sight of her.
I’d been so intent on my mate that I didn’t notice the warden until he stepped in front of me. Back on my world, a mistake like that could have gotten me killed and eaten. And probably on this world too, I reminded myself, remembering the saber-tooth shifter. I wasn’t used to being responsible for the welfare of a mate. I’d have to quit thinking with my cock and keep my wits about me if I wanted to get us both off Zibaru alive.
“Commander Nye tells me you’ve fucked my prisoner,” Starn began, as though we were friends having a casual conversation. “She looks like a hot piece of ass. Tell me, how is she at sucking cocks?”
Wordlessly I stared him down.
“No matter. I’ll soon find out. But first, I need to explain how things work here. Who’s in control. Right now, my guards are tying her to that wooden bench on the platform. She’s going to get punished for disrespecting me—in front of everyone. Since you’re our newest guest I wanted to give you the opportunity of doling out her punishment. Spank her hard and long while she’s bent over, spread-eagled, so everyone can see her tight little pussy and asshole. Then fuck her—in both holes.”
He leaned in so our faces were just inches apart. “I want you to humiliate her. Hurt her. Break her spirit. I want her begging and pleading for you to stop. She’ll hate you. Never trust you again. But if you show her any mercy, I’ll have you dragged away and Rigo here will take over.”
The guards behind Starn moved aside and a giant stepped out in front of them. Bald head crisscrossed with a mass of ragged scars connected by thick black tattooed lines, cold dead eyes, massive torso with arms as thick as tree limbs hanging at his sides.
Starn lowered his voice to an intimate whisper. “Rigo is rather hard to control. We’ve had to use the wand on him so often, it’s affected his mental state. He was in charge of the female’s medical examination and cleansing so he’s already in a heightened state of arousal over her. He tends to get carried away when it comes to ass fucking, but he’s very good at delivering a harsh paddling first.”
I saw a spark flicker in the giant’s eyes when Starn mentioned ass fucking and paddling. He took another step forward.
Starn held up a hand. “Not yet, Rigo. We must be polite and give our guest an opportunity to properly punish her.” Though his next words were addressed to the giant, he looked straight at me. “And he’d better do a good job.”
Chapter Thirteen
Ree
The first thing I heard when they dragged me out of the building was Kaal’s voice. But I didn’t dare answer him. Starn was a vindictive bastard. I was afraid if he thought there was a connection between us, he’d take his anger at me out on the alien.
I needn’t have worried. It was too late. The warden already knew about us. He made sure I could hear his instructions to Kaal while I was led up the stairs to the platform. Starn wanted me broken—and he’d chosen the one person left in my life who I had a bond with to do it.
A howl like the bellow of a ferocious beast rocked the wooden platform when I stepped onto it. The crowd had grown since I was led inside the stone building. Through the din I made out a few of the vile remarks. I raised my chin, trying not to let my fear show. If the other prisoners had their way, it sounded like Nye wouldn’t make much on his wager. By tomorrow I’d be fucked to death.
The guards played their part in the spectacle to perfection, yanking me roughly over the narrow wooden bench with my naked bottom facing the crowd. They tied my wrists to the legs on one side, then kicked my feet apart and fastened my ankles to the other two legs, spreading me wide. Shame flooded over me as every intimate part of my body was exposed. When Rigo did it with the guards watching, I’d been aroused. But having a ravenous mob shout threatening obscenities while they ogled my pussy and ass filled me with a combination of humiliation and fear.
With my head hanging down between my legs, I could see Starn climb up the steps, followed by Kaal with a guard on each side of him. The warden walked to the edge of the platform and held up both hands. The crowd fell silent.
“We’re gathered here to witness a public punishment. Our new female broke a cardinal rule, showing disrespect to your leader.”
A mixed chorus of cheers and boos rang out, leaving me to wonder which one of us they were cheering. Starn waited till the cries died down, then went on. “She needs to learn she has lost her status as a person. She’s now a prisoner, a piece of property owned by the Federation and given to me to handle as I see fit. You’ve all discovered bad behavior here is severely punished but I think seeing a reminder from time to time is useful.” He stopped for effect, then added, “Besides, I know you’ll all thank me for the live entertainment.”
The prisoners erupted again, this time leaving no doubt in my mind what they were cheering for. Starn basked in their approval, letting the noise build to a crescendo before he raised his hands once more. “Her first punishment will be administered by our other new inmate. I’m told he’s a savage alien warrior who fights with the might of ten men. I’m sure we’re all looking forward to seeing his skills in action.”
The guards dragged Kaal forward. He stood with his head up, never flinching, as the prisoners hurled insults at him and threatened to tear him limb from limb. I realized Starn was even more devious than I thought. He’d set me up, parading my naked body in front of hundreds of vicious, horny criminals with nothing to lose. And he’d put a target on Kaal’s back. The alien would be too busy defending himself to protect me. Everyone would be clamoring to defeat him, since whoever took him out would be hailed as a great warrior. Starn would be rid of two potential troublemakers while making a nice profit.
One of the guards handed Kaal a long wooden paddle. I braced myself, but nothing could
have prepared me for what followed.
I heard the crack, followed a millisecond later by a shocking blast of fire. Reflexively I tried to jerk upright. The bonds around my wrists bit in painfully, holding me in place.
Kaal whacked me again.
I’d heard what Starn told him and I’d decided to beg Kaal to stop after he delivered a few smacks, feigning tears and pleading pitifully. But the breath whooshed out of my lungs. And the searing burn left me gasping, unable to speak. I’d never felt such pain. The crowd erupted, cheering him on.
After a few more swats, tears were streaming down my face. I forgot I was naked in front of a mob of strangers. Forgot I’d planned to pretend to ask for mercy.
“Please,” I begged him in a whisper. “No more, please.”
Masked by the din of the crowd, Kaal uttered words only I could hear. “Scream it. Scream out loud. Beg me to stop.”
The bastard. I hated him in that moment.
Starn was getting just what he wanted. Driving us apart. Then I felt Kaal’s hand give a furtive caress to my burning ass, reminding me he was being forced to do this, and I understood what he was saying. The sooner I broke, the sooner he could stop.
No matter how horrible the punishment was, stubborn pride wouldn’t allow me to do as he said. Instead I took a deep breath and yelled at the top of my lungs. “Stop it, you bastard!”
He paddled me again, and I gave a howl of rage. A volley of harsh whacks turned my shouts and curses into shrieks of pain. By the end of it I was begging for real. “Please! Please stop,” I gasped.
Kaal tossed the paddle aside and stepped between my legs. He stroked his cock a few times, displaying a huge erection to the cheering horde and then grabbed my hips. With one hard thrust, he slammed balls-deep into my pussy.
I screamed again, but it was lost in the uproar. Kaal started fucking me hard and fast. The noise of the crowd faded into the background, along with all sight and sound. Every time he thrust into me, the blistering agony on my ass dimmed a little more, replaced by white-hot lust. The universe narrowed to his cock pounding into my pussy, rocketing me through the darkness toward a dazzling white light that pulsed... and pulsed... and pulsed... until I soared into it and exploded.
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