Mate-Prize

by Renee Bond

  I felt myself coming again. How could it be happening so fast?

  My body didn’t wait for my mind to catch up. As my owners, my mates, laughed in delight at the sight of me helpless, totally immobilized, writhing against the alien levels of sexual pleasure I was experiencing, I came once again.

  “Can you turn that thing up any more?” Ellon asked.

  “It’s already on the highest setting,” said Daxen.

  Somebody said something else. I didn’t catch what. I kept hearing snippets of conversation. Laughter. Taunting.

  But, though I could technically hear it all, though I technically understood that my four dominant owners were enjoying every bit of my sexual torment, I was having trouble keeping a thought in my brain for longer than a second or two.

  As the second intense orgasm from Daxen’s ultra-vibrator faded, I immediately began building up to another.

  I don’t know how long that damn thing worked its cruel, delicious magic on me. For a time - a long, long time - it hardly seemed like there was any end to the roaring bonfire of pure sex roiling my pussy, my ass, my brain, my very bones. Every time I climaxed, I would start to come down from it - only to be caught up by the next sinister wave of pleasure. I began to feel exhaustion seeping into every corner of my body. And still, the pleasure didn’t stop. It was driving me mad. Tearing my mind apart. I couldn’t stop screaming, both from the pleasure and from the fact that the amount of sensation was more than my mind could safely process. I was drowning in orgasms. I was breathing, deep long gasps, but it felt like I could never get enough oxygen in my lungs. Maybe because every breath in was immediately followed by a scream of pleasure and pain and sensation and I-don’t-even-know what else.

  The only times I stopped screaming was during each climax. They were so long, so intense, that every muscle in my body contracted at once, freezing me in place, transforming my existence to solid orgasm… until it passed, and I melted back into the rubbery, used-up puddle of woman that Daxen’s damn toy was turning me into.

  And then, of course, it would start all over again.

  At some point I realized that my men were no longer standing right above me. They were lingering around the room, smoking and drinking. Chatting. I couldn’t tell if it was about me, or something else.

  Again.

  And Again.

  I came.

  And came.

  And fucking came.

  There was a point where I began getting truly desperate. Genuinely scared, that the never-ending orgasms would somehow… I don’t know. Damage me, in some way.

  I don’t think I was thinking clearly.

  “Pleaseeee fuuuck meeee!” I managed to howl. Hoping, praying, for an end to the onslaught… even as my body informed me that I didn’t actually want it to ever, ever stop.

  Again I came.

  The vibrations. Oh fuck, the vibrations!

  My clit was throbbing. My pussy was clenching uncontrollably, on the verge of rebelling. It was so sore and exhausted that the pleasure itself was starting to feel like pain.

  And on it went.

  On. And on. And on!

  “Please,” I managed weakly. “Please. Please.”

  On and on I pleaded.

  Vaguely, I became aware that my men were standing over me once again. Once again, I was surrounded by muscle and dominance and four massive, erect cocks.

  “One more time,” Travan said. “Just once more, and we’ll give you the cock you crave.”

  Hearing that, I surrendered as deeply as I could to the pleasure surging from my crotch.

  It wasn’t long before I was building to yet another orgasm. I’d lost count of how many that was.

  This one took a long time to build.

  But, seemingly hours later, I came again.

  “Ah! Ah! Ah! AH!”

  My short gasps melted into long, deep moans. My mates chuckled in satisfaction.

  “Take that out and bring her up,” Travan commanded. “I’m not waiting any longer. I want to use our slut to get off. Now. If you really want another few orgasms out of her, you can do it after I’ve had my satisfaction.”

  “We going to do like we talked about?” asked Ellon.

  “That’s right,” said Travan hungrily. “Time to see just how much cock this fucking slut can take.”

  That sounded... ominous.

  My ankle devices brought my legs back down, bringing me back to a spread-eagle position. Then the devices lifted me slowly off the floor until I was hanging by my wrists and ankles. When I was about two feet off the deck, I stopped.

  In a sex-addled stupor, I wondered, briefly, what they were going to do to me now.

  I didn’t have to wait for long.

  Daxen removed his ultra-vibe as Jensi slid under me. Laying on his back on the floor, his hands began caressing my exhausted ass, hips, fingering my pussy.

  My body responded immediately, surprising me with the intensity of the desire that sprang to life within me. I’d thought I’d spent every ounce of sexual energy I had.

  Nope.

  My wrist and ankle devices slowly lowered me back down. It wasn’t long before I was close enough for Jensi to gently direct his cock back into my ass. I sighed with content as it filled me back up with its awesome length and girth. It was every bit as hard as it had been before.

  I came to rest on Jensi’s torso. My ankle devices made sure my legs were spread wide. My wrist devices brought my hands down to rest on the floor next to Jensi’s waist.

  Ellon was kneeling above me.

  His heavy cock thudded down onto my pussy. Then it pushed itself into me once again.

  Another deep sigh.

  “That’s it, slut,” Jensi whispered into my ear. “Enjoy yourself. You might as well, after all. It’s not like you’ve got any choice. Plus, we want you to enjoy being fucked. Seeing you get off is… highly arousing.”

  Hearing this flooded me with warm emotions. Knowing that, despite the fact that I was only here for their pleasure, my mates valued my pleasure as well... I felt truly valued. The fact was that my powerful mates didn’t need to concern themselves with what I thought or felt.

  But they did.

  It only made me want to please them even more.

  The devices around my wrists went limp. I found that I could move my hands again. Instinctively, I began caressing Jensi’s lean, washboard torso. Groping. Trying to take in every inch of him.

  Daxen and Travan, kneeling on each side of me, each took hold of one of my hands. Guided them to each of their fabulous cocks.

  It was more than apparent what they wanted me to do.

  I was more than happy to oblige.

  I ran my fingers over the tight, rigid flesh of their erect penises, doing my best to be tender, yet firm as I massaged each member. It wasn’t easy. Doing two things at once while simultaneously being fucked in the ass and pussy - and having my clit vibrated by the original small vibrator on top of it - taxed my thoroughly-fucked psyche to its limit.

  Judging by the sounds of enjoyment coming from both Travan and Daxen, I think I did pretty well.

  Unlike before, both Jensi and Ellon stroked my holes gently. Tenderly. Lovingly.

  It was beyond incredible.

  Travan took my face in one huge hand and guided my lips to his cock. I sucked greedily, taking as much of him into my mouth as I could. After a few minutes, Daxen took my face and guided it to his cock. Which I sucked hungrily. I began to wish that my throat was deeper - both men clearly liked me sucking their penises, but they were just too big for me to get their full length into my mouth!

  Then Daxen pushed my head down, gently, yet very firmly. The tip of his cock slowly forced its way down my throat.

  I fought the urge to gag. Thankfully, I succeeded.

  On it went. Ellon and Jensi stroking away. Me stroking and sucking Travan and Daxen simultaneously.

  After only a few minutes, I felt a strange sort of synergy developing.

  It was t
ruly as if we were all one person. As if we were all connected through our sex. Maybe it was a trick of my imagination, but it seemed like everyone’s breathing came into sync. That the rhythm of Travan or Daxen fucking my mouth matched the rhythm of both Jensi’s and Ellon’s cocks as they fucked my pussy and ass.

  Slowly, everybody seemed to speed up at once.

  Jensi’s ass-fucking became harder. Ellon’s cock pounded me deeper, faster.

  My pelvis thrust with increasing franticness.

  My hands massaged each member harder and faster.

  Daxen and Travan thrust their cocks into my open, grateful mouth deeper and more forcefully.

  All our breathing rose. And rose. And rose.

  The feeling was transcendent.

  Don’t get me wrong - the super hard fucking and the endless vibrations had felt incredible.

  But this was something different.

  I could feel all our emotions melding - inside me.

  I could feel the desire of my mates - so dominant, so powerful - all directed into me, all at once. I could literally feel all five of us being brought to orgasm, all at once. Each of them using me, drawing their pleasure from me, and me giving it to them freely, happily.

  I could have died in that moment and been happy.

  But I was even happier that I didn’t.

  Jensi started coming first, thrusting his cock into my ass so hard that my pelvis rocked up even harder onto Ellon’s cock as he sprayed his warm cum deep into my bottom.

  A split second later, as I was in the process of turning my head from Travan’s head to Daxen’s, both men came at once - dual streams of cum played over my mouth, my lips, my cheeks, filling my mouth and face with hot, salty pleasure.

  Before I knew it, I felt a hot moistness in my pussy as well - Ellon’s contribution.

  Feeling four cocks coming inside me, all at once, sent me to another galaxy. My final orgasm was the strongest yet.

  For long moments, we all just breathed, savoring the moment.

  Jensi’s hands were gentle as they held my hips.

  Ellon’s caressed my stomach lovingly.

  Travan and Daxen found my breasts, my neck, my shoulders. Not groping in a sexual way, but in a loving, reassuring way.

  It was as if each one was having the same reaction post-coitus.

  Honestly, words can’t describe how amazing it felt.

  Or how exhausted I was.

  My mates didn’t leave me on the floor like the last time they fucked me.

  They picked me up. Travan and Ellon cleaned me off in the shower - I was far too exhausted to even move my limbs, let alone stand.

  Cleaned, feeling fresh, I was deposited into Travan’s bunk, barely able to keep my eyes open.

  “We’ve decided on what your name is going to be,” said Travan gently.

  “Mmmm,” I said. I was curious. But I could barely stay awake.

  “You’re one of a kind,” said Ellon.

  “And you’re all ours,” said Daxen.

  “So we’ve decided to keep part of your old name, and make it into something new to reflect that,” said Jensi.

  “From now on, you’ll answer to the name Rae,” Travan ordered.

  Rae.

  I loved it.

  Seconds before I fell into the deepest sleep of my life, I smiled.

  Chapter 46

  Rae

  Finally, for the first time since I’d been abducted, my life adopted a sense of normalcy.

  Well… routine, anyways.

  Each day, my mates would leave our ship to run their patrol routes. They would usually leave and come back at staggered times, meaning that there was usually at least two of them with me on the ship. I cleaned and cooked. What little there was for me to do.

  Mostly, I got fucked.

  I quickly found that being the owned slut of four young soldiers, all of whom were in excellent shape and in the sexual prime of their lives, was a full-time job! Each one of my mates was more insatiable than the last. Most days, all four of them would fuck me once before and at least once after their patrols.

  Daxen loved his toys and vibrators, loved forcing my brain to leak out through my ears due to endless forced orgasms.

  Jensi loved his punishment, regularly igniting dark and insatiable desires deep within me through the application of clamps, canes, whips and his bare hands.

  Ellon developed an affinity for bondage, often binding me in increasingly creative positions - sometimes for the whole duration of the time that my mates were out on patrol.

  Travan didn’t have one preference of activity, and engaged in any and all of the above whenever the mood struck him.

  The sex was never dull.

  Far from it.

  And, over time, I found that I was adjusting to the sheer quantity of it. I even began wondering if I could ever go back to a life without being rough-fucked senseless on a daily basis by four rugged, dominant alien soldiers.

  God forbid.

  Despite the dirty talk that my mates loved to engage in while fucking me, I was more than just the squad slut.

  Oh, I was that. Was I ever that!

  But I was more, too.

  They brought me out on the town, out to restaurants or the theater or local sporting events. They took me along to the base, introduced me to other soldiers and their squad mates, men they’d served with and fought beside. A few times we took sightseeing tours out into the local landscape, using the saucer-craft the locals favored. They even let me steer it once. Never in my life had I thought I would get to fly an actual, honest-to-goodness alien craft, but I did! Sometimes they included me in card games - either as a player, or as the prize for the winner. Many times we talked, sometimes for hours, them indulging my sheltered Earthling questions and telling me how cute my naivete made me.

  My mates owned me. Utterly.

  And I fucking loved it.

  They'd saved me from the villainous Everlasting Lieutenant Doyle, who would have made my life a living hell. And they showed me new horizons of pleasure on an almost daily basis.

  Each of them was different. Each of them cared for me in subtly different ways. I was so thankful that I didn't have to choose between them. I wanted them all.

  And they all wanted me.

  My life hadn't turned out to be anything like I'd expected. But that was alright. No, it was more than alright. It was better than I had any right to dream of it being.

  I wasn't a musician anymore. Well, at least right now. Maybe someday, after I’m a little better trained, my men will let me have a guitar.

  They abducted me. Claimed me. Trained me. Punished me.

  Now, they owned me.

  I wouldn't change a thing.

  Even if I could.

  My mates have found me.

  And I will be theirs forever.

  I hope you enjoyed Mate Prize!

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