Invasion Bundle #2: (Rough Alien BDSM Romance)

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by Claudia Balvenie


  The leader positioned himself at her entrance. His deep voice was cruel at her ear. “This will hurt.”

  He slammed himself into her, all the way in. His dick, twice the size of a human male's and much longer, she could not have handled it if not for her master's careful ministrations in the private booth. Still, she took it. She took every inch in that one thrust, including the scales that covered the lower third.

  He shuddered, buried deep within her. “I knew you could do it, girlie. And look, you even survived entry.” He then lifted her by the knees again, and dropped her back down. “Let's just hollow you out, hmm? Wonder if you'll survive my full assault.”

  Her mind struggled to wrap around what was happening to her. She was being picked up and dropped, over and over, onto this thick, alien cock. She should be ashamed, she should being embarrassed. After all, dozens of other extraterrestrials were watching the show. She saw others begin to free their organs and stroke. All sizes and colors she saw. She had no idea how different they all were, yet, all of the dicks were made to do the same thing.

  And Vrozna, her master, stood beside her, the chain connecting the two of them. She could feel him in her head. She was bare not only physically, but mentally as well. But she could sense his emotions. He was proud. He was so very impressed that his pet was able to do what she was able to do.

  So she determined she would keep making him happy. The reptile who was fucking her let his tongue run down her neck, shuddering. “The stories of your kind are true. You can take any dick. That cunt is so elastic...” he trailed off. Suddenly he dumped her to the floor on all fours. It was as if he couldn't take anymore of the picking her up and dropping.

  Immediately the brown skinned reptile knelt at her face. He pushed his clawed fingers into her mouth and pulled it apart. The claws were sharp, and they hurt, but then he shoved his extreme length straight down her throat.

  She thought the bartender was long. This one could manipulate himself though. He pushed all the way down her throat, down, down, all the way to her esophagus. It was such a creepy feeling, but he was thin enough that she could breathe around it.

  She was fortunate the one buried between her legs was not in her throat. She was stretched as far as she could, yet he pulled her legs apart even further. She knew he was right, he was on the brink of tearing her in two, as he plowed in and out of her, uncaring for her pleasure.

  Her master was not the same. She felt it, one of his tentacles sneaking underneath her, massaging her clit as the cruel reptile smashed into her. That made it easier. The idea of being taken was exciting, but the pleasure made it better.

  Knowing her orgasm was only a matter of time, she turned her attention to the one invading her mouth. It was a completely new sensation, having something so long down her throat, she wasn't quite sure how to make it better. He did not move in and out, instead, he vibrated along his whole length. Distantly she wondered how that would feel in her more southern areas.

  She sucked on him, then, and the one at her mouth shrieked in surprise and pleasure. Delight crossed her face. Then she tried swallowing, letting the motion tighten her throat all the way down. She continued the same two actions of sucking, then swallowing, over and over, feeling his vibrations intensify. This did nothing for the brutality at her slit, the leader was lost in his own pleasure.

  Suddenly the one at her mouth's vibrations intensified to the point she could no longer continue her actions. She felt the long dick slam back and forth into the sides of her throat until finally it exploded, all the way down to her stomach, sending wave after wave of hot juices down.

  The brown reptile had only barely finished when he got shoved out of the way for the third member of their group. He released a cock similar to the one smashing into her womb from behind, though thankfully not so long or thick. Still, it was more than enough to fill her mouth as he thrust it inside, yanking her head back by the hair.

  Vrozna discreetly had released his second tentacle, which also ran along the lower side of her body. He began to squeeze her breasts as the other two took her, flicking the nipples one after another, while his lower one kept pace massaging her clit.

  It was too much for her. Here she was, owned by an alien man, being taken by two other aliens, her body battered by their dicks from both sides. So many eyes watched, stroking themselves, no doubt waiting for their own turns. She tried not to do it, she wanted to wait, to see what would happen. Her body had a mind of it's own. Her lower lips contracted around her invader, hard, the muscles struggling to hold him in, to squeeze him as tightly as she could.

  This set off a chain reaction. She screamed as her orgasm attacked her, wave after wave of pleasure causing her body to contract. The scream reverberated around the man buried deep down her throat. Though he'd only been inside a few moments, he began to squirt his thick, green juices down the back of her throat. It joined all the others she had drunk that evening, filling her stomach. The clinching was more than the reptile leader could bear. He smashed himself, hard, wide, deep into her womb and began to squirt ream after ream of his own, hot, alien seed into her. Another thrust, and another load escaped him. A third time he squirted, and finally he had to lean back, exhausted, though still buried deep inside of her.

  CHAPTER 4

  Vrozna's soft laughter caressed her mind. “Three of them, my pet. That is no small feat. I am impressed at your ability.”

  She leaned forward, some of the green seed tricking from her mouth into a puddle on the floor. She glanced up to him. “So are we done then? Can we go?”

  “Don't be foolish. Those creatures may be the worst, but it would be unfair not to allow everyone a chance at you. Yet a rest, that would be in bounds.”

  Already she was sore, but behind her an alien was arguing with the reptile leader, who was still buried to the hilt inside of her. He was telling the reptile that he was taking up too much time, that it was his turn.

  The reptile finally pulled out of her with an audible pop as the head was released. She could feel the fabled elasticity of her kind, as her hole began to go back to normal. She could hear a new voice behind her, arguing with the reptile leader as well as her master.

  “No, she doesn't need time to rest. Look at that? Already she's got a tiny slit again. It is my turn, and I'm not waiting anymore.”

  She was pushed forward and another dick slammed into her hole. She tried to turn and look, to see who was taking her, what sort of creature had smashed inside of her body, but another had taken a hold of her head. She looked up to see a pink hued fellow of a race she didn't recognize. Tusks grew from his mouth, and instead of a nose he had a snout. He didn't speak to her, simply shoved his fat, smelly dick directly into her mouth. She made a sound of protest, but he simply pulled her hair back to smash more of it in.

  The one behind was harder than anything she'd ever felt. It was like being stabbed repeatedly by an unyielding metal rod. Even more terrifying to her was the fact that she had no idea what race or who was doing this to her. She could see him on the street one day, and he would know he'd had her, but she would have no idea. It was thrilling but scary just the same.

  The one at her mouth could not fit all the way in, though it was short, it was extremely fat. When he would shove it in, skin would remain outside of her lips. That didn't stop him, he kept smashing in, over and over until finally, with a squeal of delight, the fat creature exploded into her lips.

  The rod man did not last long either. He too buried himself inside and exploded, releasing his heavy, burning seed deep inside of her.

  That was when it all became a blur.

  She was guided to a narrow table, and lay down upon her back. Her head hung off the side. One after another, the extraterrestrial men would come to her, pull her legs apart, and thrust inside. None were as big as her master, nor even the reptilian man, but each had it's own differences. One was hairy all the way to the tip. Another had suction cups that moved all the way to the root, keeping it buried insid
e. Others had tentacles like her master, and would slide multiples inside of her, sometimes even invading her tight ass.

  Of course she could not even tell who or what was taking her down below. Her mouth was being used by a series of men just as interested in the fabled oral pleasure from a human female. She could tell more about them than the others, but mostly her vision was limited to varied balls smashing into her eyes as they fucked her throat.

  Their excess rolled down her mouth, covering her face. All the colors of the rainbow were represented in seed, pooling below her face as they assaulted her every orifice.

  Her master stood by stoically, watching the proceedings. She wondered if he could see the same puddling of colors between her legs. He simply helped stimulate her, occasionally telling her in her mind how well she was doing, and how proud of her he was.

  She was lost to the lust, not caring who was doing what to her body, trusting him to make sure that she, and their child were safe. Finally she found a familiar sensation, that of his unclad, phallic hand smashing into her mouth once more. She knew it was he that entered her, no one else had been so large, had filled her up so well. She redoubled her efforts upon her master as he exploded simultaneously inside of her and into her mouth.

  “I was the first, my pet. I shall be the last.”

  CHAPTER 5

  Someone had given her their cloak as the cantina began to empty out. She was grateful for the ability to cover her dripping body, covered in dozens of juices, her own excitement, and a bit of her blood. Vrozna pulled her chain along, guiding her somewhere, though she was too exhausted to ask where.

  They took a cab to the star port, and she lay against him the whole ride. He gently stroked her body, murmuring soft words inside of her brain. All she wanted to do was bathe and sleep, she would deal with her new life when she awoke.

  She was aroused from her dozing when finally they reached the shuttle. Once she'd boarded she realized this was not his ship, simply another transport to the station that orbited earth.

  “I've never been off world before.” She said, sleepily.

  “Ah, my pet, there is so much I will show you.”

  She smiled and dozed again, nude save for her cloak, until they reached the station. There, he took her hand and guided her to one of the ports. He gestured outside.

  “My ship.” He said, pride again filling his voice.

  She blinked twice, disbelieving. This was no simple cargo ship. It would take hundreds of people to man a ship this size.

  “I thought you were just a trader,” she said, watching as men wheeled boxes onto the ship.

  “Oh, I am.” He smiled, and wrapped his gloved hand around her waist. “I'm also very good at it.”

  As they began to board, she glanced to the boxes that were being loaded on. “Whiskey..?” she asked, confused.

  “Ah yes, well, it would seem the cantina very much appreciated my visit. And your services. I will not need return to this planet for quite a while. Say goodbye to your homeland, my pet.”

  Like this story? Continue The Invasion series:

  Excerpt from Invasion 7, Helpless:

  You talk too much,” the doctor said, before turning his attention back to the camera.

  “As you can see, the human females are full of erogenous zones, which makes stimulation far more interesting than a typical Ohren female.” The tentacle at her lips slowly pulled itself out a bit, then pushed back in, while the one around her neck slid back and forth, squeezing then letting go. The two between her legs kept up their dance, stimulating her clit.

  “The oral cavity can be penetrated, though this will not aid in conception. It does, however, increase the production of the female's vaginal lubrication.” He turned his attention back between her legs and pulled her lips apart for the camera's view. He slowly pushed one of his claws into her canal, then pulled it out, demonstrating her juices for the full view.

  “When considering the extreme size difference between human males and the Ohren, precautions will need to be taken.”

  Like this story? Continue The Invasion series:

  Excerpt from Invasion 8, Alien Seed:

  is cruel laughter caused his tentacles to shake, shaking her as well. He lowered his fanged lips to her breast, easily taking it all into his mouth. “Your skin tastes so sweet.” He began to flick at her nipple with his forked tongue.

  The buildup was too much, and despite her best efforts, she could not contain herself. The simple idea of being helpless to this creature, of having to give in to his every whim, having no way to escape, it sent her over the edge. The touch of the dangerous, sharp claw at her clit was too much to contain. Her explosion caused her own juices to run down her bare legs.

  “My, my human. You seem to enjoy being my slave. Why did you protest so?” He let the robe fall from his body, revealing dozens and dozens of the tentacles. They slowly began to unwrap from around his body.

  “But it is time for you to be seeded. And for my own enjoyment.”

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