by D. L. Savage
Kate threw her head back and cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain, as she continued to toy with her nipples and fuck herself with her own fingers.
And then, just like that, it was over. She felt normal again.
She lay back on the seat, trembling, trying to catch her breath, her whole body now slicked with her own sweat and juices, her muscles still buzzing and tingling.
She unclipped herself from the ejector seat and looked out, finally, at the surface of this strange alien world. Everywhere she could see was just craggy, purple rock, with odd pink steam puffing up in occasional clouds from gaps in the planet’s surface.
It was like nothing Kate had ever seen before. She looked down at the solitary little blinking light on the display of her ejector pod in front of her, which meant that at least a distress signal was being sent back to her mothership, Proteus 6. She just hoped that someone received it soon, and came and rescued her before she began to starve.
As she shifted around in her seat, settling in to wait for the rescue crew, Kate felt another small, orgasmic tingle building in her stomach.
Not again, she thought, as she once more began to search urgently for her own erogenous zones with her trembling hands, feeling that incredible sexual desire once again take over her.
But this time, Kate’s self-pleasure was interrupted. She gasped in horror as something large and purple began snaking up out of a crag in the rock face, right in front of her craft. Even though the huge, throbbing purple snake-like creature didn’t seem to have an eye, its fleshy, mushroom-shaped head seemed to turn and survey Kate’s pod for a moment, before snaking right for her.
As it began to slither in through the large gap in her pod’s shattered roof, Kate tried to shift herself away. But the tentacle monster was too quick and too strong for her. It quickly wrapped itself in tight loops around Kate’s mid-section, and she felt a mixture of pleasure and disgust as its hot, throbbing body triggered off another quick, surprising wave of pleasure inside her.
She wanted to scream, but her breath was still clutched too tightly in her lungs, and anyway, she found herself panting, as another orgasm built up inside her, even though her hands weren’t even touching herself. The tentacle deftly lifted her writhing, orgasmic body right up and out of the escape pod, pulling her out through the gap in the roof and down towards the crack in the rock face from which it had first slithered.
As Kate was dragged off into the smoky pink darkness, she screwed her eyes shut and bit hard on her lip, feeling her cunt once more begin to clench and squirt, another involuntary orgasm ripping its way around her toned, athletic young frame.
“Ungh,” she grunted, cumming hard, feeling her muscular thighs and buttocks becoming slicked with her own pussy juices beneath the tight, latex-like material of her spacesuit.
And then, the tentacle monster dragged her down into the darkness of its pit.
The last thing Kate saw before she blacked out was her small, shattered pod, and she hoped to God that someone would come for her soon …
“Where am I?” Kate called out into the darkness.
She’d woken in a kind of pink, rocky lair. The rock floor beneath her was hard but warm, almost as if it was alive, and a think purple mist hung low in clouds in the air. She was able to breathe a little easier here, Kate realized, and although her nipples were still incredibly stiff and sensitive — poking out in hard points through the flimsy material of her suit — and her clit and pussy lips were still swollen and throbbing, she at least did not feel the need to bring herself off once again.
She remembered her actions back there in the escape pod, cupping her own breasts and finger-fucking herself, almost outside of her own control, and wondered what in the world had come over her. She was normally such a sensible girl. She’d only had a few serious relationships, and those were always based more around having the same career goals as her partners rather than anything physical. Kate had never even been that into sex, viewing it more as a silly distraction that got in the way of her climb up the ladder at the spacefleet.
But right now her young body was still tingling with a low level feeling of pure lust, completely at odds with both her current perilous situation and with her usual demeanor.
“Hello? Can anyone hear me?” Kate called out, hearing her own voice echoing uselessly around the strange pink cavern.
And then a voice spoke in reply, but it did so within Kate’s head.
“Listen carefully,” the voice said in perfect, genderless English, as if speaking right from the core of Kate’s brain. “You are our slave now and you must do exactly as we wish, otherwise we will execute you.”
“Please,” Kate gasped, feeling her pulse quicken in her veins, her heart beginning to slam against her chest and her palms slicking coldly with sweat. “Please don’t kill me. I’ll do anything. Anything you ask.”
“We want only pleasure,” the voice said, coldly. “And if you do not give it to us, right this moment, then we will destroy you.”
“Pleasure?” Kate asked, confused. “What kind of pleasure? Whatever do you mean?”
But the voice remained silent; the only sound remaining in the warm, foggy pink cavern was Kate’s own breath, shivering in her lungs.
Just then, she saw something slithering in the darkness, at the other end of the cave. It seemed to be moving in her direction, and she instinctively backed away from it, backing herself into a far corner, pressing herself up against the hot pink rock. But then she felt something warm nudging, right there between her buttocks, and she pulled herself away again, spinning around to face the thing, whatever it was.
And there, emerging like a snake from a gap in the rock face, was another pink tentacle thing, just like the one that had dragged her out from her pod a few hours previously.
With a twinge of disgust and embarrassment, Kate realized just what the tentacle reminded her of: it looked exactly like a large, erect human penis, except that it was much longer and more flexible, and coated with a thin translucent layer of slime. But it had a similar kind of head — a large mushroom shape, with a single slit at the end — and it was a dark purply, pink color, and Kate realized with horror that the penis-like tentacle thing was throbbing as it moved towards her, as if it had a pulse.
She backed away from it, then checked over her shoulder and sure enough, two more pink, cock-like tentacles were slithering towards her from other, similar gaps in the rock face.
“Please!” Kate screamed, her trembling voice echoing all around the cavern. “I don’t know what you want me to do. I don’t want to die. I want to please you. But I don’t know what you mean!”
She waited for the voice to speak inside her head again, but instead of a voice came what sounded like a loud musical note — a long low, buzzing monotone sound — which again seemed to emerge right from the center of Kate’s brain, and along with this sound came a strong feeling, radiating out from the core of Kate’s stomach.
The feeling was like the one she’d had back in the escape pod, only way more intense, and it hit her with all the immediate force of an orgasm, her clit, nipples and pussy suddenly throbbing so violently that she doubled over on herself, falling to her knees and crying out in a mixture of pleasure and pain, feeling her cunt once more begin to squirt hard inside her spacesuit, slicking the inside of her legs with her own hot fluids.
Then the noise stopped and Kate was left trembling on the floor, her body heaving from the orgasm-like feeling, her erogenous zones now aflame with a pure animal desire, as she watched the tentacle things continue to slither towards her. There were four of them now, each about the thickness of a large human cock, and suddenly Kate knew what she must do to please them — and herself.
For Kate felt the burning sensations of desire pulsing once more through her small, lithe body and as her shame and rationality melted away, she was left solely with the need to stuff these hot, slimy cock-like things deep into every hole in her body, in an attempt to satiate the almos
t-painful sensations of pure sexual desire that she was experiencing.
She groaned, unable to contain herself, then quickly grabbed the nearest tentacle, tugging it towards her pussy with one hand, as she began to unzip the side of her suit with the other, struggling to pull the tight, sticky orange fabric away from herself as quickly as she could in order to stuff this hot, throbbing thing into her cunt.
She wrenched herself free, finally, then wiped the hot bulbous head of the tentacle up and down the swollen, throbbing entrance to her cunt, lubing up her pussy with its slime, before guiding it inside her.
“Oh, fuck!” Kate cried out, feeling the tentacle push its way deep into her, her pussy stretching open as much as it could to accommodate it.
It was thicker and hotter than any human cock she’d experienced and as it pulsed inside her, it swelled then contracted even further, stretching her almost to breaking point.
At this she whimpered, and as if it response it began, very slowly, to slide in and out of her, just like a human cock might, and Kate closed her eyes for a moment, letting a fresh shudder of ecstasy sweep through her, before once again realizing that her body demanded even more pleasure.
She looked from left to right at two more throbbing, cock-like tentacles. Without even thinking rationally, just acting on her pure animal instincts, Kate grabbed the tentacle to her right and tugged in the direction of her exposed asshole.
She never normally liked any kind of anal play — save from privately toying with herself occasionally in the shower on her own occasionally — usually feeling much too prudish to bring the subject up with a human lover. But right now Kate was throbbing with what felt like an unquenchable sexual desire.
All she wanted was to be stuffed full of these cock like things; to be fucked hard from every available opening, until they almost tore her apart.
So she pressed the glistening head of the tentacle between her firm young buttocks, so that its slick, hot tip was touching against her asshole, and then let her anal muscles slacken as much as they could as she gently fed it deep into her butt.
As the hot, thick beast slipped thickly inside her, Kate groaned again, chewing hard on her lip, feeling herself getting swept away by another unbearable wave of ecstasy.
The two tendrils were now working in unison, pumping in and out of her pussy and ass, pulsing great hot waves of pleasure around Kate’s thin, athletic body as she shivered and groaned, whimpering on her knees on the hot steamy stone floor of the cave.
As the two slimy tentacles fucked her, she grasped her breasts, pinching and kneading her stiff nipples, then grabbed two more of the approaching tentacles and directed these towards her chest, showing them just what to do, touching them against her breasts and working the slimy hot tips against her hard puckered nips. They quickly got the idea, taking over on their own, slithering and slapping against her heaving breasts, stimulating new tingles of lust, as Kate now focussed on her throbbing clit.
She touched her fingers to it and began working it in a frantic circle, feeling a new orgasm build and crest inside her, and soon she was bucking and thrashing, her pussy clenching against the tentacle, her ass tightening too, as she began to cum and squirt, her fluids leaking and slicking against the hot, fleshy pink arm of the beast.
There were even more tentacles surrounding her now, and she grabbed one and directed it towards her clit hood, which was so swollen it looked almost like a little cock; all puffy and red and standing away from Kate’s body. She’d never seen her body this aroused before, this stimulated, and she felt an almost unbearable mixture of pure sexual pleasure and also fear, knowing that these strange tentacles could destroy her at any moment, if they so chose to.
She wiped one in circles against her clit, showing it what to do, at what speed to stimulate her, and then she cried out in delight as it began to follow her instructions, working her throbbing bean just as she liked it, better than any boyfriend had been able.
She felt almost complete now, but there was one hole still left to fill.
She grabbed the remaining tentacle and stuffed it into her mouth, feeling its hot head pulsing against her tongue, and noting with surprise that the sticky, slimy clear fluid that coated it was actually rather sweet tasting and not unpleasant in the slightest.
As this final fleshy wand began to fuck her mouth, Kate shifted her body forwards, so that she was down on all fours, groaning in muffled delight as the tentacles worked every single part of her trembling young body, fucking her cunt, ass and mouth, whilst also stimulating her clit and nipples.
She was in an almost constant state of orgasm now. Her whole body trembled, as her pussy squirted again and again, the clear liquid dribbling down her thighs and pooling around her.
Between blackout moments of pure, grunting ecstasy, Kate occasionally came to, just for a few brief seconds, during which time she wondered if the beast or beasts were also getting the pleasure they had demanded from her. She hoped so. But even if they had wanted something else, it was only thisKate could have given them: her lithe young body, for it was all she had left.
And just as her orgasms seemed to all mingle into one enormous super-orgasm, so great that it seemed almost deadly in its intensity, Kate felt all the tentacles stiffen and swell inside her, in unison, just as she came for a final time, the tendrils too all at once pulsed out a glowing, pale blue fluid inside her — filling her ass, her cunt, her mouth, and spraying in thick warm jets over her breasts and the swollen redness of her clit and labia.
And with this fluid came a strange soporific feeling. Kate felt her mind melting away, and she was carried off, seemingly inside herself, into a delicious and dreamless deep sleep …
Back aboard the Proteus 6, the news of Lieutenant Kate Granger’s crash landing had just been received.
“I’m sending six of my finest men on this rescue mission,” Captain Granger, Kate’s father, proclaimed sternly. “I’m not taking any chances when it comes to my own daughter.”
“Please sir, let me go too,” Lieutenant Gemma White pleaded. She was Kate’s vivacious young friend. Gemma was blonde-haired and blue-eyed and had always had a bit of a secret crush on Kate, ever since they’d both shared a dorm room back at the academy.
“Very well, White,” Captain Granger grunted. “Suit up, then. You’re heading out in five …”
As the rescue craft began its noisy descent over the craggy, misty pink planet, Gemma and the six muscle-bound marines began to feel a little lightheaded. Strange waves of pleasure swept over them, as they all looked at each other, puzzled, in the cramped little cabin.
“Anyone else feel a bit … weird?” Colt Stevens, a six-foot beefcake said, running his hand over his rock hard stomach.
And everyone else in the sweaty cabin grunted in agreement.
Gemma crossed her legs, trying to ignore the strange new fluttering sensations running all around her body, feeling her tender little nipples begin to stiffen painfully beneath her spacesuit. She looked around at the six hunky marines and — completely out of character — imagined herself sucking and fucking them wildly.
She felt a naughty blush rise to her cheeks, as her hand, completely out of her own control, began to move urgently between her legs …
PART TWO: ESCAPE FROM THE TENTACLE MONSTER
Aboard Proteus 6, a large space exploration vessel deep in the far-flung reaches of the galaxy, Captain Granger’s intercom spluttered and crackled into life.
“Captain!” the panicked voice on the other end said.
“Gemma?” Captain Granger barked. “Is that you?”
“Y-yes, Captain …” Lieutenant Gemma White replied.
Granger noted something different in her voice — she sounded breathless and strained. “Have you located my daughter’s vessel yet?” he continued.
“Not exactly, sir,” she said. “You see, there’s a problem with the atmosphere. We’ve run into some … um, difficulties …”
“Difficulties?” Granger barked. �
��Whatever do you mean?”
“Well, I don’t quite know how to explain it, sir,” said White, “other than to say that the atmosphere here has affected us in ways we weren’t expecting. We’ve ended up a little … side-tracked.”
“Jesus Christ,” Granger shouted into the intercom. “What the fuck are you talking about? My daughter’s out there, stranded somewhere on that Godforsaken alien planet, and you say you’ve got sidetracked? Now find her at once!”
“Yes sir!” Gemma White said, breathlessly, as Captain Granger shut off the intercom.
She looked around the cramped sweaty cabin of the rescue vessel in which she had been sent on a mission to save Lieutenant Kate Granger, the Captain’s daughter, but there was something about the pink mist of the planet’s atmosphere which had gotten Gemma and her crew of burly beefcake marines … horny.
There was no other word for it.
As soon as they’d begun to breathe in the planet’s sweet-tasting air, the overpowering feelings of sexual desire had swept through their athletic young bodies.
And for the last hour or so — ever since they’d landed on the craggy, purple surface of the planet in fact — their rescue craft had transformed into the scene of an intense seven-person orgy. Gemma’s body was still trembling from the many clitoral, vaginal and even anal orgasms she’d endured during that time, and her flimsy orange space suit was now shredded and torn, her small breasts exposed, her nipples tingling buds and her pussy lips all puffed and pink and throbbing.
She spat, her mouth still thick with the taste of three different guys’ semen, then looked once more around the cabin: at the six burly marines. Two of them were in a 69 position, noisily sucking and licking at each other’s cocks and assholes, while the other four were all lying back on the floor, masturbating their swollen, red-raw cocks.
Gemma’s eyes were drawn in particular to the magnificently thick, pink cock of Colt Stevens, and she began to approach him, her mouth already salivating, her thoughts once again clouded by sex. She knelt down before him and reached out desperately for his cock. As her fingers touched it, feeling its pulsing heat, Colt let out a groan of pleasure and Gemma moved her head towards it, taking the throbbing head of his cock eagerly in her small mouth, swirling her tongue around it.
