Game of Fear Bundle: Rough Alien Medical BDSM

by Claudia Balvenie

  I bit my lip. To be honest, I wasn't certain how to begin. I crawled towards him, and straddled him, even though he was still completely armored. He reached a gloved hand forward, grabbing one of my breasts in it and squeezing, hard. It took the breath from me.

  “Always found your people's mammalian mammories fascinating. Take off your shirt.”

  I was doing this. I was really doing this. And if this were truly the simulation, that meant... people were watching me doing this. I shook my head to clear it.

  “Second thoughts?” He asked as he began to mound the other breast savagely.

  “N...no” I said, yanking the shirt over my head. Those gloved fingers were back on my breasts almost immediately, and his long tongue snaked out to taste them. He didn't even have to sit up, he could caress them with his fat tongue without adjusting his position.

  “Your underwear now.” He prompted. I looked down at the thin cotton panties. I slowly slipped them off as well, once more straddling him, this time my bare slit against that thick armor.

  He picked me up as if I weighed nothing. His tongue snaked out again, this time running a trail between my legs. A gasp caught it my throat. I realized I was soaking wet, and it wasn't his saliva doing it to me.

  I'd known for a long time that I enjoyed a little spice in my love life. I'd tried all sorts of forced sex scenarios. But I always thought if it happened in reality I would clam up. I would know it was wrong. It would seem that my body had other plans. And after all, I'd come up with this plan. I could stop it anytime I wanted, if only I pressed that red button. So why did I want to know exactly what this invader looked like under his armor?

  The tongue slipped inside my canal, once more tearing a cry from my throat. He let it move up and down several times, his alien saliva coating my insides. Finally, to my dismay, he pulled himself free.

  “You're much tighter than one of our females. Much. This is going to tear you apart. Are you sure you want this? Being my pet might be worse than what's happening out there.”

  I shook my head. I knew I'd survive. And that dark, disgusting part of me wanted to feel him inside. I wanted to feel something utterly unnatural. I was terrified and yet so very aroused.

  “Alright then. You asked for this.” He set me back on the bed, straddling his massive thighs. A touch of a button at his neck and his armor folded in on itself, over and over, until he was nude below me.

  I let my eyes roam over his form. He was scaled nearly from head to toe, His chest was the only fleshy part of his body. His hands were not hands at all, but claws that he quickly wrapped around my waist. They were so big they nearly encircled it. His nails bit into my skin.

  He had picked me up before I could take a good look at his cock. What I could see of it was the same strange, grayish-green skin that covered his chest, but at the very base he was covered in scales. They looked hard and sharp. But then, I'd never reach them.

  His dick was simply massive. It was easily wider than my fist, and stood proudly, nearly as long as my thigh. He had been right. It was too big for me. Not for the first time tonight, I felt terror rise in my throat.

  He was watching me calmly, watching me take full stock of the situation I was in. He could read the fear on my face. I could see the desire rising in his. This was a soldier, a commander. This was a man who was used to taking what he wanted. He could have taken me, he did not need my permission. But the fact I'd freely given it intrigued him. It made him more gentle than perhaps he would have been.

  He began to rub my body against the head of his massive prick, letting my juices flow down it. I was wetter than I'd ever been, almost shamefully so. I was helpless in his claws. He need only thrust his hips forward and I would be impaled upon his stiff member.

  It was the fear that was the key to this excitement. And it was the key to how I would get through this. I bit my lip as he pressed that massive, unnatural dick against the entrance to my tight canal. My body didn't part for him. It couldn't. He was too big.

  “This will hurt, my pet.” He said, as way of apology, before thrusting himself forward inside.

  A cry was torn from my lips. And suddenly I was full, so very full. I was pulled apart further than I thought was imaginable, short of giving birth. But I supposed that was it. We women were very elastic. I could take him. I couldn't believe it, but I could take him.

  “That was just the head...” he hissed beside my ear, letting that thick tongue worm its way free, caressing my lobe and lower, down my neck, tasting my skin.

  He rocked himself back and forth inside me, trying to widen me enough so that he could get some movement. His hips thrust forward again, and another inch of that massive girth sunk inside, ripping another scream from my lips. His tongue was tasting lower, wrapping around my breasts and stimulating my nipples, distracting me from the pain of being ripped in two.

  Again he thrust forward, forcing even more of himself deep inside. His tongue moved lower, exploring that area between my legs. I was starting to wonder if he'd lied about never being with a human before. He certainly seemed to understand what I needed, the pleasure that was required to take his huge cock inside.

  With a final growl he yanked my whole body down, impaling me upon his spear. I screamed this time, loud enough that one of the men yanked open the door. When he saw his commander buried inside of me, all the way to the hilt, he simply saluted and closed the door behind him.

  All the way in. I could feel those strange scales as they pressed up against my rear. I knew if he wasn't careful, they could cut. I wonder why they even existed, evolutionarily. But I didn't have much time to ponder it as he spoke up.

  “I can see myself..”

  “What?”

  He gestured with that strange, reptilian head. What I saw there, nearly made me press the button.

  He was so massive that the imprint of his hardness was visible, through my skin. I felt my breath coming more and more quickly, I thought I might hyperventilate. But no! I had to get through this, I had to face my fears. This was sex, just sex. I could do this.

  I let my fingers trail downwards, slowly. As he watched, I slowly traced him, through my stomach. I then pulled my eyes upwards, facing him.

  It was too much for him. He tossed me on the bed, still buried inside. He began to thrust in and out wildly, savagely. And he was too big, far too big. We should not have been doing this. I shouldn't have suggested it. It was unnatural. It was wrong.

  But the pain was changing. As I grew to take him, I started to feel warm inside. His tongue kept going, stimulating my clit as he pounded inside fiercely. I knew I'd have bruises on my bruises the next day. I wasn't sure I cared.

  I've never come so hard in my entire life. It explained so much, why I enjoyed villains, why I enjoyed horror movies. I wanted my body to be used and corrupted. I wanted something truly alien, something truly wrong. And when I exploded, my body tightening around his massive, alien dick, I knew he too had never felt anything quite like it. And so he exploded, sending wave after wave of thick, hot seed inside. There was so much power I could actually see his eruption. Then another wave of pleasure hit, and the world went dark.

  CHAPTER 4

  I awoke again in that strange, entry-less room. I slowly sat up, cradling my head. My whole body felt raw and used. I was beginning to get a headache.

  “You do very good!” The host's apparition appeared before me, once again shouting into his microphone. “You face first fear!”

  I nodded slightly.

  “Good plan. All creatures fear invasion from alien force. You turn fear into mating rituals. But you don't think all the way through.”

  “What?” I asked, confused. My throat was raw.

  “You have alien seed.” He pointed down to a strange green puddle that had formed between my legs. I reached down and scooped it up, bringing it to my nose. I recoiled at the smell. “You must want hybrid baby!”

  “I...” Well, Hell, I didn't know what to say to that. I felt sure
that wasn't really possible. “Where are my winnings?”

  Suddenly several gold bars appeared, dropping down into the room from nowhere. They shook the room as they landed. I whistled low in my throat. I had no idea how much money it was, but it was a life changing amount.

  I stood, ignoring those green juices that escaped my thighs. I knelt before the golden bars, running my fingers along them.

  “You can leave now, if you want. All gold yours. However...”

  I turned back to the creature, raising an eyebrow. “However?”

  “Next fear is ten times that amount. And so easy, you conquered last one so easy. Should be so easy to do.”

  I was quiet for a very long time. This was so much money. It really was. But ten times this amount? It was an insane fortune. And I could stop it at any time. I had the red button. I wouldn't be killed.

  I should walk away. What if the next terror was something even darker, something that would scar me for life. I couldn't do this. Well, I shouldn't do this. But I could.

  “Alright. Bring on the next challenge.” I rubbed my hands together, greedily.

  “Excellent!” The host cried. “Next is the abandoned ship!”

  Fear the Unseen

  Game of Fear #2

  by

  Claudia Balvenie

  @claudiabalvenie

  claudiabalvenie.com

  Cover: konradbak, walkway fonts, VNF shelia fonts, destroy fonts

  Copyright 2015

  All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the author.

  All characters are above the age of 18

  CHAPTER 1

  I awoke screaming, clawing, drowning.

  There was no slowly being brought to wakefulness by flipping a snooze button a few dozen times. I was immersed, surrounded, unable to grab even the first breath. My eyes flew open, desperately searching for an escape My hands thrashed helplessly, searching for something, anything but the goo that was already flowing into my throat. I couldn't even tell which way was up.

  I was going to die.

  I didn't even know where the fuck I was! The last thing I remembered was going out to get drinks, meeting that dark, handsome, almost villainous looking man...

  No, there was something else! I'd been abducted. Abducted? My memories were garbled. There was a giant frog who offered me a lot of money. He said I was on an alien reality show.

  That had to be the dream, right? It was beyond absurd. I had to find a way out, how long could I really hold my breath? White spots were growing in front of my eyes. Soon I'd lose consciousness and that would be it.

  No! I forced myself to grow calm. I couldn't lose that small amount of oxygen left to me. And then I saw it, the small cuff that had been attached to my hand. Upon it was the red button, the one that glowed softly. I didn't have to die. Of course, if I pushed the button, there was no chance for a reward...

  Wait, this wasn't a dream? I really was on an alien TV show? If so, then I had to fight. I had to live. I forced my body to go limp. I knew that if the game had put me here, there had to be a way out. And slowly my body began to float. That was the direction. That way was up. I quickly began to swim that way, using the last reserves of my strength. The goo grew lighter and lighter. I could finally make out its strange green color.

  Abruptly my head pierced the surface. I gasped for air, filling my lungs almost to hyperventilation. It took several minutes of catching my breath before I was aware enough to examine my surroundings. I had no clue where I was, but that seemed to be my lot in life lately. This was the second time I'd woken up in a foreign environment.

  I seemed to be in a strange, deep pool filled with gelatinous liquid. It was like Jello before it went into the fridge. Didn't smell like it though, it smelled of old rot and decay. It reminded me of a swamp. Or maybe my mind just went there with the organic walls. There were plants growing up every surface, reaching towards the dim green light that poured down from from the ceiling.

  I reached the beach, dragging myself free of the gelatin. I rubbed my eyes several times, tossing the goop back into the pile. My body felt so heavy from my exertion, and the extra clinging goop didn't help.

  It took a couple of attempts before I could finally get to my feet. My body was shaky and uncertain. I had a weird mental image of a horse giving birth and couldn't stop the giggles that escaped my throat. Surely I was done with this test now? Surely I'd faced my fear of drowning? Where was that mound of gold I'd been promised?

  But the odd frog host that I'd dubbed “Kermit” did not make himself known. I had to assume that, since the seamless cuff was still merrily glowing that I was still being filmed and that my horrors were not yet over. Fine. Great.

  First I had to see where I was, and exactly what I would be facing. I wandered towards the wall, glancing down at my body along the way. I was so covered in the goop that I wasn't even certain what I was wearing. I did a whole body shakedown and bits and pieces flew all over the place. Once again they'd dressed me in thin cotton panties and a too tight tee. Wish I knew who was picking this crap out for me. I mean, honestly, was the alien audience that interested in seeing my breasts and butt cheeks? Well, if I just passed this test, and the next one, I'll have won the game and won't have to deal with this shit any longer.

  There was a door nearby, almost hidden in the thick hanging vines. I pushed them aside and called out, “Hello?”

  There was no answer. I guess that made sense. Why would they know English, even if they were there? I followed the hallway, my eyes adjusting to the dim, green light. My bare feet were cushioned by the soft moss that grew along the floor. When I reached a T at the end, I took the first right. I might as well treat this like I would a video game and explore by taking all rights. That's how you find the secret treasure chests, after all.

  My fingers trailed along the organic walls as I walked. I could feel tendrils of a grass like plant curling around my hands as I passed. Was it grasping for me? Surely I imagined it. Plants were just plants, after all. They weren't usually carnivorous. Usually.

  And so I kept walking, exploring, finding nothing and no one. Fear was starting to creep back in, despite my logic circuits urging it away. The key to defeating this was not to let your fear overwhelm you. But I had to find the way out of this place. I had to find my way home.

  I entered a room that had a large screen taking up the majority of one wall. Vines hung over this one too, and I moved towards it, brushing them away. Through that screen was... nothing. It was black. I let one hand fall forward, laying against it.

  And jumped back again as the screen flared to life. Green writing glowed in all directions, calculations and graphs updating and whirling across the screen. But behind it all there was a huge orb, glowing and surrounded by stars.

  A planet? Was this a starship? Was I in space? My mind reeled, trying to process everything that was happening. OK, so I knew that aliens existed. I'd even suspected earlier that I'd been on an alien ship, with the host. But I was never sure. Now? This made a compelling case. Well assuming this was displaying what was directly outside with the words overlaying. But the bigger problem was that it seemed I was completely alone.

  I sighed and leaned against the strange wall. I didn't know how to fly this thing. I didn't know how to get home. I tried pressing the view screen, as if perhaps I could learn it's strange language. Though the alien squiggles flew in all directions, I couldn't make any sense of it. I cursed and slammed my fist against the screen.

  “Useless! I'll starve before I can figure this out!”

  “No...” came a strange, ethereal voice. “You will not live long enough to starve.”

  CHAPTER 2

  Malevolent laughter sounded from all corners of the room. I turned, pressing my body tightly against the wall. I couldn't see anybody or anything. The room was the same as every other room: organic, misty, dim. Except for
the screen, there was nothing special about this one.

  “Show yourself!” I demanded, putting more bravery in the words than I actually felt.

  “Ah... my dear...” The voice was deep and dark, promising horrors beyond my imagination. “Can you truly not see me?”

  A voice sounded from the far side of the room “I am here!” A black, intangible form faded into view, and then away again.

  “Or am I here?” It questioned, the same strange form appearing on the other side of the room. This time I got the hint of something humanoid, wearing all black. Did I really see a top hat and a cane?