by Renee Bond
Jensi’s hand tangled into my hair, pulling my head back. Forcing my back to arch once again.
“You’re going to give us everything, you fucking nymph,” he said. “And you’re going to beg for it. Now.”
“Please fuck me!” I said. Being held like that, it was all too obvious that I wasn’t going anywhere. Any one of them could have held me down with just one finger - let alone all four of them.
But I didn’t want to be anywhere else in the whole galaxy.
“Please fuck me, as hard as you want, as long as you want,” I continued. “Please use me. Please take pleasure from my body!”
“That’s right,” Jensi said. As he spoke, I could feel the tip of his giant penis rub up against my ass, then run up and down the length of my ass crack. Teasing. Letting me know just what was coming.
And just how little I could do about it.
“Don’t stop begging until we give you permission,” said Travan. The tip of his even larger cock started rubbing against my clip, then moved down to my opening, where it moved easily along flesh slick with my wetness. “Fuck toys like you should always be begging to be fucked.”
“Yes sir!” I said happily. I would have done anything to get those glorious cocks inside me!
The first time I’d been fucked, desire and shame had warred within me. The second time, I’d embraced both pleasure and pain, and had pushed past the shame of being so powerless. This time, there simply was no shame. This is exactly what I wanted, after all. I wanted to be powerless. I wanted to be dominated, to be punished and pleasured by the most powerful men I’d ever met. I wanted to be owned. I wanted to be fucked, with no regard for me. I wanted to be used, and to revel in being fucked as hard and as thoroughly as possible.
As I let out a long, shuddering gasp, both Jensi and Travan obliged me, pushing their expansive cocks into both my ass and my pussy at once.
My asshole hurt again. Even my pussy strained to contain Travan’s ridiculous girth.
But the sensation of being split open by two huge cocks was life-affirming. I felt whole. I felt at peace.
I began to moan.
Travan’s giant hand slapped me in the face. Not hard enough to injure me. But hard enough to make me see stars.
“I don’t hear any begging,” he growled.
“Please!” I gasped, unable to summon any better articulation than that. The pain of the slap reminded me that I my pleasure was irrelevant.
I was here for them. And they wanted begging.
“Please fuck my pussy! Please fuck my ass!”
At least, that’s what I tried to say. I’m not completely sure it was intelligible.
That’s because both Jensi and Travan had begun thrusting.
Travan slowly. Working his way deeper into my pussy, inch by wonderful inch.
Jensi… not so much. He thrust his steel rod deep into my ass hole fast and hard. Damn it hurt! But the pain was absolutely wonderful. I forced myself to relax. To embrace every ounce of whatever sensation Jensi chose to give me. I even arched my back a bit more, opening up my ass for Jensi to fuck as best I could.
“Please fuck me! Please fuck me! Please fuck meeee!”
My first orgasm ripped out of me just at the beautiful moment when both my ass and pussy started to loosen up. When the pain of taking suck giant cocks, so quickly, began to fade away, replaced by a pleasure that was equally intense. It had surprised me - I hadn’t even felt myself starting to build up to an orgasm. Even so, I came hard and long.
All the men around me laughed as I cried out in ecstasy.
“Damn that’s one horny slut!” said Daxen, as if genuinely impressed. Hell, maybe he was.
“What’s our record?” asked Ellon. “Three, I think?”
“Shit, there’s four of us,” said Jensi. “We’ve got to at least get one orgasm apiece out of her.”
“I was thinking more like twenty,” said Daxen.
The scary part was, they could definitely do it. Both Jensi and Travan were just getting started in fucking me. And Ellon and Daxen hadn’t even started!
“Twenty it is,” said Travan. “Maybe the only way to pound it into this fucking slut’s head that she’s, well, just our little fuckslut… is to actually pound it into her!”
More laughter.
As my first orgasm faded back to the baseline of intense pleasure that came from being fucked in both my pussy and ass, I started to worry a little.
Just three orgasms was enough to reduce me to jelly.
What the hell would twenty do to me?
They were just joking around.
Right?
“If we’re going to get up to twenty,” said Daxen,
“we’re going to need to bring out the big guns.”
What did he mean by-
Daxen’s hand was placing something on my clit.
Something smooth, and cool to the touch.
Something that seemed to adhere to my skin the second he placed it on my most sensitive area.
Something that started vibrating, softly at first, then with a growing intensity.
Oh fuck. I remembered that sensation well!
With the vibrator firmly attached to my clit, and with both Jensi and Travan sliding their mammoth cocks in and out of me, filling my holes full again and again, slapping their rock-hard pelvises against my crotch and ass over and over and over, it was all I could do to keep breathing so I didn’t pass out.
“Pleeeaseee!” I managed, still remembering that Travan had ordered me to beg to be fucked, but not able to speak more than that.
More laughter.
“That’s what I want!” said Travan. “I want this slut fucked so hard she can’t even beg to be fucked! That’s what a good squad slut sounds like! Don’t you dare fucking stop, you fucking cock-addict whore!”
“Please! Pleeasee! Pleeeaseeeee!”
Jensi’s cock was speeding up. Fucking harder. Deeper. All twelve plus inches of him slid all the way up my ass, then all the way out, faster and faster! The sensation was out of this world.
Travan was still taking his time. Shallow strokes. Still working his way deeper into me with each passing moment. I couldn’t even begin to guess how long his cock was. All I knew was that every time I thought he’d already stretched my pussy to the limit, he immediately proved just how wrong I was.
Being fucked like that - so hard, so fast, so rough - it really did begin to sink in that my pleasure didn’t matter. That my body was here to be used. As thoroughly as possible.
I hoped it would never end.
“PLEEEASEEEEE!”
I came again. Longer and harder than before.
Rough hands squeezed my tits so hard it hurt. Travan’s teeth sunk into the flesh of my neck, biting hard. Jensi’s fingernails dug deep into the flesh of my ass, igniting tendrils of pain and pleasure. Every nerve ending in my body was screaming, a whirling ball of pure sex inside me.
I gasped, over and over. My eyes squeezed shut, my face contorted, as my whole both shook with my orgasm.
Throughout it all, Jensi and Travan fucked me harder, and harder, and harder.
Then the orgasm finally subsided.
“That’s two!” said Daxen happily. “Eighteen more to go!”
Oh. Fuck.
“This is too much fun,” said Travan as his cock slid out of me. “But I’m not going to last past ten if I don’t slow down!”
“That would be a shame,” said Jensi, his cock sliding out of my thoroughly fucked ass at the same time.
Daxen and Ellon handed me off to Travan and Jensi. I found myself staring at Daxen, with Ellon right behind me.
“Um,” said Ellon, as he fingered my asshole, tracing the rim of my open bottom, “sweet as this ass is, I think I’m going to tear something if I try to put my cock up her ass.”
Daxen laughed.
“Oh, but I’m small enough, right?” Daxen asked.
“Hey,” said Travan, “if the cock fits!”
Mor
e laughter.
Eight hands, working together in perfect harmony, rotated me 180 degrees. There was no communication necessary. No planning. No mistakes.
These guys really were a tight squad!
I was beginning to feel every bit like the piece of meat that I’d just been informed that I was. My amazing alien warriors didn’t even think about asking me for my input. They just decided how I was going to be fucked… and then started doing it.
My eyes watering from the orgasms I’d already had, I found myself face to face with Ellon’s massive cock once again.
His enormous hands wrapped themselves almost completely around my petite waist. Honestly, I felt like a toy doll, being held like that!
Just like before, Daxen’s cock slid into my ass at the same time as Ellon’s slid into my pussy.
“Ohhhhhh!”
I couldn’t have kept quiet if I’d wanted to. Feeling every inch of those two monstrous cocks inside me was absolute heaven!
“I can see this dumb fucking whore is going to need a constant reminder of how’s she’s supposed to be begging to be fucked,” said Travan.
“You read my mind,” said Jensi.
“Ahhhh!”
First one, then two biting clamps were fixed into my nipples. I remembered the ones they had used the first time they’d fucked me. These weren’t like those - they were much worse! Glorious pain webbed out from my nipples, encompassing my breasts, my torso, my whole body. It was a constant pain, which had the strange effect of both taking my mind off of the constant pleasure coming from my clit, my pussy and my ass… while also adding to that pleasure.
The effect was especially strong once Daxen and Ellon started fucking me properly.
The force of Daxen’s stokes made my tits bounce up and down - which put pressure on the nipple clamps, making them hurt even more!
“Please fuck me!” I shouted. “Please fuck me! Please fuck me!”
“Much better!” said Travan
Jensi, ever the loving sadist, was squeezing one breast, then the other, pinching particularly hard near my nipples. Then he pinched down on the actual clamp over my left nipple, causing it to bite into my tender, throbbing flesh twice as hard!
“AHHHHH!”
I screamed as loud as I could. The pain was so intense I lost my vision for long moments.
But the pain also reminded me of my place. Reminded me that I was the squad slut, here to give pleasure. Even if that meant taking pain.
I didn’t mind. The pain, so intense at first, melted into a wave of desire so strong I didn’t have any trouble begging whatsoever.
“Please fuck meeee!” I moaned, gasping, my head rolling back and forth with the force of Daxen’s and Ellon’s fucking. “Please! Pleaseee!”
Ellon was just finding his rhythm. Fifteen inches or more, and as thick as my ankle. In and out, all the way with each stroke. The head of his cock pounded against the very pack of my pussy, sending small shockwaves up into my stomach. Ripping over my g-spot, over every erotic nerving ending in my crotch, sending brutal, delicious, maddening, life-affirming pleasure from my toes to my fingertips.
And if that wasn’t enough, the vibrator was steadily increasing in intensity.
I came again, fast and hard, unable to even moan or gasp, my pelvis thrusting uncontrollably against the cocks filling it, my whole body convulsing, my eyes rolling back into my head.
This one took forever.
I woke to a hand slapping my face.
Not like before though. This time, it was gentle.
Well. Gentler.
“There she is!” exclaimed Travan with a savage grin. “Wake up, little slut! We expect you to come for us. But you’re not allowed to pass out!”
Chuckling came from all around… but mainly, from above.
I realized that I was laying with my back on the floor.
My pussy and my crotch felt… limp. Thoroughly used.
Incredible.
Then the vibrator turned back on.
"You didn’t think we were done with you, did you little slut?” asked Jensi.
“We’re just getting started!” said Daxen.
“Oh-hh-hhh…” I moaned.
I was tired. Worn out.
But the vibrator didn’t care. It kept buzzing, slowly working me back toward desire. Slowly dragging my sex back out of me.
I could already tell that I was no match for it. My body would respond to the vibrations whether I wanted it to or not. Shit, was already responding to it!
I moaned again, breathing deeply.
“This is taking too long,” said Daxen.
Immediately, the vibrations tripled in intensity!
“OHHH!” I gasped in surprise. Surprise that was echoed by laughter from my mates. Each of them stood over me, naked, their cocks hard and wet. Each of them resembled the statue of a Greek god, pillars of muscle and power and fertility.
It wasn’t long before my breathing grew shallow, rapid. Before my pelvis rebelled, trembling against the onslaught of the alien sex toy.
Instinctively, I curled my body up-
“Oh no you don’t, slut!” exclaimed Travan.
Immediately, the devices on my ankles and wrists activated, dragging my limbs out to a spread-eagle position.
I felt extra-exposed. Extra vulnerable.
A feeling that magnified the deep pleasure ripping out of my clit.
I couldn’t stop it. Even though I could feel it coming.
I was going to come.
And knowing I couldn’t stop it made it all the more pleasurable! I didn’t want to stop it. Hell, I didn’t want to be able to stop it.
Which was a good thing.
Because I was absolutely, abjectly powerless to do so.
“Ohhhh oh oh oh oh OHH!”
Chuckles of delight from my men, my owners, accompanied my moaning as I climaxed, bound on the floor like I wasn’t even human. With nothing to provide that oh-so-delicious friction, this orgasm wasn’t as hard, and didn’t last as long. But when it was over, I began to truly realize just what a predicament I was in.
Because I still couldn’t move.
And the vibration still didn’t stop.
It lulled for a second… then came back more intense than ever.
“That’s four!” said Ellon. “Shit, maybe we can get twenty out of her!”
“What do you mean, maybe,” asked Jensi. “I’ve decided this piece of fuck meat is giving me twenty orgasms. And that’s what I’m fucking getting!”
“You didn’t think I was joking about that, did you?” asked Daxen.
“This slut needs to learn what she is,” said Travan gravely. “Not just intellectually. She needs to be trained. Conditioned. She needs to be shown exactly what it means that she’s our squad slut. And if twenty forced orgasms in a row doesn’t do it, maybe forty will!”
That got a laugh.
But not from me.
I was trying to wrap my thoroughly fucked mind around the fact that they hadn’t been joking.
Oh. Fuck.
The vibrations were getting to me again.
Already.
“This is still taking too long,” said Travan.
“I’ve got just the thing,” said Daxen. “Made this little beauty myself!”
Through the haze of buzzing, of deliciously forced pleasure, I could see that Daxen was holding something.
Something… long. Something thick… which had two distinct parts to it.
Suddenly, the bondage devices around my ankles began to move! The rotated my widely spread legs up into the air until they were perpendicular to the floor - then kept rotating them back until my toes were nearly behind my ears! I was twisted up like a pretzel. And the result was that my ass and pussy were now as fully exposed as they could possibly be!
“I wonder if she’ll like this?” Daxen asked aloud.
“Does it matter?” asked Travan.
“This little slut?” asked Jensi. “There’s no way she
doesn’t! She’s loved every single thing we’ve ever done to her! She might actually be the best little slut in the galaxy!”
It was a very strange sort of compliment. But the thought that Jensi thought I was the best slut in the whole galaxy made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Right then, I decided that, if I wasn’t already the best slut in the galaxy, then I would definitely become the best! My owners, my squad, my mates... they deserved the best. So I was going to be the best for them.
End of story.
Besides… it was true. I had loved every single thing my owners had done to me.
And I wanted more. So much more!
Had I always been like this? Had this seemingly bottomless sexual appetite always been lurking somewhere within me, just waiting to be set free? Had it just been buried so deeply that I could have gone my whole life without ever discovering it?
Thank the stars I’d been abducted by my four indescribable alien owners!
Then I felt something new. Something that felt almost like a cock, pressing against my pussy… and another one against my ass.
I strained to raise my head. Saw that Daxen had some diabolical new toy. It almost looked like a dildo, but one that was shaped in a rough, angular “U.”
Slowly, Daxen slid the toy into me. One firm, rubbery shaft went up my pussy. Another took me from behind, sliding firmly up my ass. The toy was significantly smaller than any of my mates were. But it was quite substantial enough to make its presence felt! It was like once again having one cock in my pussy, and another one in-
FUCK!
Daxen had done something. Switched the thing on. And the whole fucking thing was vibrating, just like the little one on my clit was!
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! FUCK!
The next orgasm ripped out of me less than ten seconds after Daxen had switched his new toy on - which, apparently, was some sort of super vibrator.
“OHHHHH!”
The sheer level of vibrations, of sensation pouring from my clit, my g-spot, my prostate, my entire pelvis, was like a torrent of water bursting through a damn.
Unstoppable. Irresistible.
I couldn’t move. Couldn’t defend myself from the onslaught of pleasure. Not that I’d want to, of course. But it was so much that my body simply couldn’t just lie still and take it.
I thrashed against my bonds, moaning and gasping.
