Under Alien Influence

by Emily Tilton

  Hailey couldn’t have imagined, the day before, how Pierre’s voice, saying those shameful things, could make her tummy flutter and her pussy clench. She gave another whimper, and then Pierre pulled the towel away from her and turned Hailey to face the other girls, who were emerging after them from the bathroom, each with her man’s arm around her.

  Pierre took her around her waist with his left arm, and she gave a little cry as she saw what he meant to do with his right hand, and a louder one when his probing fingers began to caress her smooth pussy while Janice’s and Mary’s eyes went big to see their young friend displayed that way by her master.

  “Hailey’s going to come, now,” Pierre said. “To show you—and herself—how much she needs my belt and my cock.”

  It took only a few seconds. Hailey closed her eyes, spread her thighs, and cried out under her man’s fingers, pushing her pussy out so the other girls would see what her man wanted them to see.

  “Do you need it, honey?” Pierre asked, holding her up, as she shuddered in his embrace while his two middle fingers, slick with her lewd craving for his cock moved firmly in and out of her.

  “Yes, sir,” Hailey sobbed, coming for a long, long time, every muscle in her body seeming to clench at once and then go slack. “So much.”

  Then, while Hailey still felt lightheaded and grateful for Pierre’s arm to support her, Mr. Strauss led Mrs. Strauss to the side of the king-size bed where Hailey and Janice had been so naughty.

  “Lie down, sweetheart,” Mr. Strauss said, piling two pillows in the middle of the bed. “I’m going to whip you now.”

  Hailey cried against Pierre’s chest while Janice got her whipping. The pretty woman, only a few years older than Hailey, really, screamed as the belt came down on her little bottom, over and over. Mary, too, cowered in her man’s arms, stealing only a few furtive glances from time to time at the terrible punishment of her old rival. Hailey wondered if the latest arrival had ever been spanked before.

  Several times Janice tried to get up and get away, but Nick told her sternly to put herself back in position, and, weeping, the young wife obeyed. When her bottom had become a deep red, and she had gone limp over the pillows, Nick stopped whipping her and told her to get up and stand in the corner with her backside to the other girls. By that time Hailey’s heart had started to race wildly, and she looked longingly at the door of the bedroom. She almost took a step in that direction despite her nakedness: the wild thought of running home naked and locking herself into her house so that Pierre couldn’t punish her came into her mind.

  But Pierre saw her glance that way, and he said, “Your turn, Hailey. Over the pillows. You were very naughty and now you need to learn your lesson.”

  Hailey shook like a leaf as she climbed onto the bed, from which the men had removed all the covers but the fitted sheet. The pillows had soft pink pillowcases, and Hailey noticed with wide eyes that Janice had left a wet spot on the top one: the sight made Hailey’s pussy clench despite her fear of the thick black belt that Pierre had just removed from his pants. Thinking that she would add to the wet spot, and that Mary would too—that somehow this terrible new part of their lives aroused them and satisfied their need for old-fashioned masculine authority in their lives even as they felt their bottoms made a fiery agony to them—made Hailey feel lightheaded and unsteady. Pierre had to help her get over the pillows because she was shaking so much.

  He put the curled belt in front of her as he adjusted her hips and bottom, raising them for punishment, so that Hailey could see what was coming to her: how could she weep in fear and feel so aroused and in need of Pierre’s cock at the same time? She looked over at Janice, weeping and rubbing her red bottom in the corner, and then at Mary, biting her lip with a furrowed brow that showed clearly her own need for the same treatment.

  Tim had his arm around Mary, and as Pierre picked up the belt and stepped backward a little to get ready to whip Hailey, the fire chief said something in his girl’s ear and at the same time moved his hand down to fondle her bottom. Mary gave a little whimper at the words and the touch: her man had surely just advised that she take heed of the other girls’ whippings, for she would be over the pillows soon herself—and he had intimated with his hand that Mary’s bottom belonged to him, now, as Hailey’s did to Pierre.

  “Eyes front, sweetheart,” Pierre said then in a soft but stern voice, and Hailey, blushing, obeyed, focusing on the pink sheet, on the very weave of it as she tried to find a way to forget what would happen now. Her man wouldn’t allow that, though. He raised his voice a little as he spoke again. “Hailey, I’m going to whip you now, to teach you that from now on you must respect my rights. You had your first spanking and your first fucking last night, but you still decided you needed to touch your pussy with Mrs. Strauss, and watch her touch hers, instead of getting yourself ready for me.”

  Janice gave a little cry, and Hailey, risking a glance in the older woman’s direction despite Pierre’s warning, saw that Mr. Strauss had gone to stand next to her, and had his hand down between her thighs, rubbing her pussy and even her anus from behind while Janice had her hands on the wall, leaning and moving her hips and bottom desperately over her husband’s hand.

  “I said, eyes front, Hailey,” Pierre said, and then Hailey heard the whistle of the belt through the air and she cried out almost before the burning length of it laid itself across her bottom-cheeks. Pierre whipped her hard and fast, as she screamed and writhed over the pillows, all thought of arousal gone despite hearing Janice coming again and again to the sound of Hailey’s terrible punishment. When she moved off the pillows, Pierre commanded her to return, and then he whipped her harder, to teach her to respect his instructions.

  “Please, sir,” Hailey sobbed. “Please, no more.” Her bottom felt like it would never be the same, like other girls in gym class would notice that Hailey Miller had been whipped, and ask why, and look with envy as Hailey told them about the older man who had taken her in hand, and taught her to please him with her mouth and her pussy and… just at that moment, as the ideas about what might happen at school filled her head, Pierre stopped whipping her, and laid his hand gently right there, his middle finger against the tiny place, pressing gently. Hailey moaned, and felt herself flow with need onto the pillow, her pussy clenching as she thought of it… the way Pierre would have her, now.

  “In the other corner, sweetheart,” Pierre said. He helped her off the bed, and Hailey stood and rubbed her own punished bottom as behind her the sounds of Mary Glass being made ready for her first punishment filled the room.

  Mr. Foster spoke quietly to Mary as he put her over the pillows, and Hailey didn’t catch much of it because Mr. Strauss kept making Janice moan, and come, and then Pierre began to do the same to Hailey so that she could hardly hear anything over the sounds of her own helpless cries of pleasure. Mr. Foster mostly wanted Mary to let him into her heart, it seemed, and to stop pushing him away with little acts of thoughtlessness like standing him up for dates.

  It made Hailey think of her own worst impulses when it came to drinking and school. It made her think of how Pierre LeGrand, the man who now spread her pussy’s wetness to her bottom-hole so that he could teach her how to open there, one finger and then two moving lewdly inside her, had taken her in hand, to teach her better. As Mr. Foster whipped Mary Glass, Hailey came, leaning against the wall like she had seen Janice do, riding her man’s hand that same shameful, wonderful way.

  Then all three girls stood each in her own corner of the Strausses’ bedroom, all with deep red bottoms and upper thighs, all crying out as their masters prepared them to have anal sex for the first time. After that, Pierre led Hailey to the foot of the big bed, in the middle, between Mary and Janice. Hailey had to bend over, and the other girls did too.

  “Arch your back, Mary,” said Mr. Foster.

  “You too,” Pierre said, and Hailey felt his hand on the small of her back, pushing gently and teaching her to present herself.

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��Now reach back, all three of you,” said Mr. Strauss, “and spread those cheeks. I want to see three little pussies and three little anuses, ready for fucking. Show us how much you need it.”

  Hailey’s face burned as she obeyed, but the whimpers from the girls on either side, which matched her own noises so well, made her feel faint with arousal, too. I need it. Oh, yes.

  “So pretty,” Mr. Foster said.

  “All of them,” said Mr. Strauss. Then, “Eyes forward, Janice. Remember I’m going to take care of you. That doesn’t mean Hailey’s and Mary’s pussies and assholes aren’t pretty.”

  Then, as the girls cried out, the three men used their fingers, covered in something cool and slick, to get the anuses completely ready.

  “Keep those cheeks open for us, girls,” Pierre warned.

  The men took off their clothes: Hailey heard their pants, beltless now, drop to the floor. Then she felt something firm and warm press where Pierre’s finger had been only a few moments before. Mary cried out, and Janice whimpered. Hailey gave a little sob. It felt much too big, but… but she needed it so much. She needed her man’s cock inside her, wherever he wanted to put it. It pushed, insistent, and a flare of discomfort made Hailey cry out just as the other girls were crying out now, because they all had penises in their bottoms, moving in their most private places as they had to hold their cheeks apart to show their need.

  The creaking of the bedsprings became louder, the rhythm strange and syncopated because three bottoms were being fucked at different paces but to the similar passionate cries from each girl. Pierre reached under Hailey’s hips to caress her clit, and she came almost instantly, screaming with the strange, different pleasure. The pace of each couple quickened, and the submissive cries grew louder. Hailey’s punished bottom felt too full, and she came again, thinking about the way her man had transformed her, claimed her with his belt and his cock.

  Then the men were coming, too, inside the anuses, one after the other, with shouts of manly pleasure so different from the girls’ moans that it made Hailey blush anew.

  “Oh, that’s nice,” said Mr. Strauss.

  “Nothing nicer,” said Mr. Foster.

  “Good girls,” said Pierre, stroking Hailey’s back. Then he said, in a different tone, “Tim, do you think the other volunteer firemen would want to discipline their girls this way? Join our little club?”

  Tim chuckled, and Mary gave a little moan at something he must have done inside her with his cock. “Sure thing. I wouldn’t have thought I would be interested, but I have to admit it’s a great idea.”

  The room grew very quiet.

  Then, to Hailey’s confusion, Mr. Strauss said, “Tim, there’s something Pierre and I would like you to take a look at up in the forest. We’re starting a sort of engineering project. You’ve got some skill in machining metal parts, Pierre tells me. Is that true?”

  “Sure is,” Tim said. He sounded a little surprised, but Hailey felt sure that after the delights to which Pierre and Mr. Strauss had invited him the fire chief would have no hesitation about helping them in anything they undertook. She herself—and she thought the same must be true of Janice and Mary—meant to help however she could.

  “Girls,” Pierre said, “you’re going to come, too. You’ll be an important part of the project, from now on. Will you like that, Hailey?” He stroked her back again, and Hailey practically purred.

  “Yes, sir,” she answered. As long as Pierre’s firm hand was involved, she thought she would probably like anything, even a strange engineering project.

  Epilogue

  The Zedaar in Nick Strauss’ and Pierre LeGrand’s neural networks conferred while Janice Strauss, Hailey Miller, and Mary Glass cleaned the penises that had been in their bottoms with soapy washcloths, preparatory to sucking them back to hardness so that Mary Glass, who apparently had some skill in the area, could give Janice and Hailey a lesson in cock-sucking. The idea for this lesson had come from Tim Foster, and the Zedaar found the fire chief’s enthusiasm for improving the nascent practices of a club founded by alien invaders highly amusing.

  I must admit that the free rein you gave to Janice Strauss’ need for the penis resulted in a very interesting scenario, sent the Zedaar in Pierre LeGrand’s brain. It certainly aroused Hailey Miller very greatly.

  Yes, replied his colleague, as the project develops, and the club with it, such misbehavior on the part of the females, resulting from their craving for fucking, should prove rewarding.

  For us and for colleagues who come through the projector-receptor once we finish it, yes.

  They will undoubtedly rate us as superior, once they have disciplined and fucked a submissive human girl.

  Undoubtedly.

  A most amusing planet.

  The End

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