by Sara Fields
“After this is all over, little human, you’re going to listen to what we have to say. If I have to fuck you senseless in order to do it, I will,” Zane said.
I fought as Tavik removed my clothes, but I was quickly overwhelmed. Four Vakarrans lifted me from the ground and I yelled and screamed as the air caressed my naked skin. Soon, I was entirely bare and then, they put me on the ground between them all.
I snarled.
Tavik and Zane reached forward, taking my breasts into their hands. They caressed each hardened nipple, before taking the hard peaks in between their thumb and forefinger, pinching me softly, enough to capture my attention completely.
“Your sisters sent us, Kaela,” Caleb murmured. He seemed to be trying to calm me and I couldn’t understand why.
It couldn’t be true. I wouldn’t believe that.
“Liar,” I spat.
Zane’s grip tightened. Tavik released my breast and I hissed in his direction.
“She’s got a lot of energy for a human,” Valdus said, still sounding slightly disinterested, but more engaged than before.
“Indeed. She should be punished for trying to hurt us,” Tavik thought out loud. He sat down on a fallen tree. “Bring her to me. I’ll teach her little ass a lesson in obedience.”
I tried to fight, but I was quickly lifted off the ground and deposited facedown over his knee, my ass bare and vulnerable. He quickly shifted me forward and locked his leg over the back of mine. I tried to kick and squirm, but he held me still. His strength was too much for me.
His palm settled on my ass cheek and I froze.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“We were going to explain why we came for you, who sent us, and where we’re taking you, but you’ve proven to be a disobedient little human who needs a lesson in humility first. We’re going to punish you,” he explained.
“Fuck off,” I screeched.
He just chuckled.
And then, his palm crashed down on my right ass cheek. For a long moment, everything was silent except for the sound of the slap echoing throughout the woods. It had left me speechless and then it happened again, only this time, on the left side of my ass.
“Are you serious?” I finally managed to say, and he didn’t respond.
“She deserves the belt, not just a spanking,” Zane argued.
“A good ass smacking does naughty little humans some good,” Caleb added excitedly. “There’s been plenty of studies documenting it. I’ve read them. They say you can use your hand, a paddle of some kind, a cane, lots of things.”
Zane scoffed.
“She does have a good ass for a human. The pink color certainly brings out her curves,” Valdus added and I squealed with embarrassment at his cold observation.
I tried to reach back to block Tavik’s blows and cover myself, but his arm around my waist, holding me steady on his knees stopped me from escape. He smacked my ass hard, and the sting arced through my core. I struggled as much as I could, which didn’t amount to much, and his palm met the lower curve of my ass each and every time as though it was a target meant for his punishment.
I moaned as the sting settled over me, wave after wave of it taking my breath away. Even worse, I could feel my body beginning to betray me, almost as though I liked being forced over a man’s knee against my will and getting my ass spanked like a naughty little girl.
It started to hurt, and it hurt a lot, but the feeling of shame was the worst part of it all. I was getting aroused and nothing I could do would stop it. It was only a matter of time before they realized it too.
“I’ll listen!” I begged, wanting to stop this before Tavik found out about the effect his discipline was having on me.
“It’s too late, Kaela. You’ve earned yourself a hefty punishment now. I’ll stop when you’ve learned your lesson and that isn’t going to be any time soon,” Tavik answered.
I wailed in defeat. My ass burned, and his hand kept falling, each smack branding its mark on my poor defenseless backside. The worst part of it all was my body’s reaction. My thighs trembled. My core throbbed and I could feel the wetness between my legs growing with each passing second. I wondered if they could see my shame. I turned my head, taking in the three men watching me getting spanked for the first time in my life and I had no doubt they could.
Tavik paused for a moment and his fingers slinked between my legs.
“It seems you’re enjoying being taken in hand, isn’t that right, Kaela,” he murmured, and I could feel my face redden with humiliation. I whimpered softly, filled with shame, hoping the ground would swallow me whole at any moment.
“She’s soaked. I can see how wet she is from here,” Zane said, and I tried to squeeze my thighs together, which only succeeded in making him laugh. I wanted to cry.
Tavik’s palm cracked hard against my ass, this time targeting the lower curve of my cheeks where my thighs began. If I had thought it hurt before, it was much worse now. He smacked me harder and faster there, until I thought I couldn’t take another second. Tears prickled against the corners of my eyes and my toes scrunched in the dirt beneath me.
Still, he didn’t stop, and I began to feel exceedingly sorry for myself.
“If you would have just listened, rather than attack us, Kaela, you wouldn’t be getting your little ass punished. I had planned to be merciful with you, but you pushed me too far. I won’t have my charge attacking me or my men,” Tavik scolded and my thighs trembled.
He renewed lighting into my ass with vigor and my already scorched flesh stung with fresh fire. My hips rocked back and forth as he spanked me and the wetness between my legs had seeped down to my thighs. I could feel his hard length pressing up into my belly and for some reason, my core throbbed with excitement, even as he punished me.
“Bad girl,” Caleb added, and my pussy tightened, hard.
I choked back a sob; Tavik began to slow and I caught my breath. The pain began to mold into something different. Something more pleasurable. Reluctant desire started to simmer deep inside me, causing my core to throb and my nipples to tighten into hard little peaks at the thought of being over this brute’s knee, getting my ass punished by his hard, heavy palm. Then, Tavik stopped spanking me and diverted his attention to my pussy, dragging his fingers up and down my wet folds.
“Don’t,” I begged. I couldn’t take it. I was humiliated.
“You protest, but your body tells me you like this,” Tavik said boldly and my hips bucked beneath his touch, proving him right.
“No. I don’t like it,” I pleaded, not willing to admit that he was right even though I knew he was.
“You do, little human,” Zane added, his voice strangely hypnotizing. I felt him kneel by my side and gasped as his fingers slid against my skin, his touch teasingly light. It left me breathless. Slowly, he worked his way up until he began to massage my scalp. The movements of his fingertips were seductive, enough to lure me into a trance. I sighed happily and then Tavik’s touch slid up and down my pussy once more. A quiet moan escaped my throat.
I was trapped, forced over an alien’s knee and spanked, and now they were doing things to my body I couldn’t have ever imagined. I’d never experienced such desire before. My thighs were trembling, and my skin felt electrified and I didn’t know what to do. Even my sore and aching backside no longer hurt, not really anyway. In fact, the pain had seemingly transformed into desire, amplifying the already soaring feelings that were cascading throughout my body. I felt so hot. I wanted more and that terrified me.
These men were Vakarran. They were the enemy.
I felt Tavik’s leg lift off the back of mine, the loosening of his arm around my waist, and the four of them lifted me so that I was sitting on his lap. I whimpered as they spread my legs wide. My back pressed into Tavik’s chest. I moaned with shame as three aliens stared down at my wet throbbing pussy and somehow, I grew hotter than before. Tavik’s arms slid under mine, holding me firmly to his warm body.
Zane
knelt between my legs, catching my eyes as his fingers explored my exposed flesh. His fingers twirled around my clit, teasing me gently as he stared me down, forcing me to experience every single moment of my shame to the fullest. He knew I was wet and aroused and he wanted me to know that he was aware of all of it. That he could see it. That he could smell it. I shivered at the thought.
His thumb brushed over my needy bud, again and again until I felt like I was going to lose control. Then, almost torturously so, he stopped and laid the palm of his hand over my mound, watching me the whole time, compounding my shame and I bit my lip.
I moaned quietly, and he smirked before lifting his hand back up off my flesh and cracking it back down on top of my pussy. I gasped, not expecting the harsh sting at first, but then, it quickly molded into pleasure. My clit throbbed all the harder.
I threw my head back as feelings of arousal burned through my veins, my skin on fire with desire and the want for release. I shouldn’t want this, but I was having a hard time convincing myself at that moment of that. Instead, my body heated feverishly, and my core pulsed with passionate desire. My thighs trembled, and it was then I realized that no one was holding them open for them.
I was doing that on my own.
For a moment, I contemplated shutting them. My legs closed just a hair and then, as Zane smacked my pussy again, I opened them further than before.
Was it so wrong to derive pleasure from a situation I couldn’t escape? There were four men, four strong aliens bent on holding me captive. I’d fought and used all of my strength to try to escape them and still they caught me. I was their captive now. Maybe I’d find an opportunity to get away from them eventually.
The only thing that mattered at that moment was my need to come. That feeling was so strong that it left me breathless and gasping, needy and desperate. Zane’s touch teased my stinging folds, glancing over my clit every now and then. I squirmed beneath him and he chuckled.
“Do you like not having control, little human?” Tavik asked, whispering in my ear and I didn’t answer. My body had betrayed me to them. Something about being taken forcibly and pleasured like this was intoxicating. I’d never admit it to them, out loud though. Never.
I was too strong for that.
But internally, I couldn’t deny it. Something was happening to me, something stronger than I’d ever experienced before. I wasn’t naïve to pleasure. I’d experienced orgasms by my own hand, in the privacy of the caves or deep in the woods, all on my own. But I’d never had a man touch me like this before and the feelings of desire were that much stronger because of it.
I sighed, my flesh on fire.
“Do you want to come, little human?” Zane asked, and I didn’t answer. He continued to tease me, slow and torturous. I didn’t know how much more I could take. I was beginning to feel delirious from the onslaught of desire. I bit my lower lip, trying to stifle the multitude of moans threatening to release from my throat.
“You don’t know it yet, but you’re mine. Ours. I knew the moment I first laid eyes on you, Kaela,” Tavik whispered. Caleb and Zane grinned, grunting their agreement. Valdus looked on coldly, but when I met his eyes, he seemed to soften, just a little.
Caleb reached for me, using his palms to caress my breasts softly and I pressed into him.
I had never thought I’d experience such things with a single man. Let alone four at the same time. It was a decadent thought and one I pushed away as quickly as I could.
My clit throbbed with unmet desire and nothing I could do was able to quench it.
“We’re going to fuck you and you’re going to beg for it. You’re going to beg for every long inch as we take you,” Zane said seductively, and my breath caught in my throat.
He couldn’t mean that, could he?
My body smoldered, my legs trembled, and my hands clenched into tight little fists. The pleasure racing through my veins screamed to be set free and there was little I could do to fight it. Even my breath passing over my lips felt boiling hot.
Tavik stood then, lifting me with him.
Quickly, before I knew what he was doing, he passed me to Zane. Zane carried me with him, before pressing my back against the smooth bark of a nearby tree. All four of them surrounded me and quickly lashed me to the trunk with heavy, thick rope, too fast for me to put up any sort of a struggle. Zane wrapped the rope in such a way that my hands were bound up over my head and my legs were spread wide for them. Rope had been wound around my thighs and shins, pulling my knees up and to the side, exposing my pussy to every single one of them. I hung before them, a sacrificial human begging to be taken and fucked hard.
Tavik took his place before me and unbuckled his belt, lowering his pants and releasing his cock to my view.
It was huge. My eyes bulged as I took it in. He was much longer and much wider than I had anticipated. His cock was the color of a full-bodied merlot, hard, thick, and rigid. The bulbous head of his shaft bounced toward me and I licked my lips, watching as a lavender drop of pre-cum emerged from the slit at the top. Pink veins pulsed up and down the side of his member and I sucked in a nervous breath.
“Please, don’t,” I begged.
He chuckled, before moving closer to me. I watched with both fascination and an odd aroused sense of horror as his cock moved closer to my pussy. He didn’t rush to fuck me; in fact, he didn’t then, and I almost sighed with relief.
Instead, his hot shaft rubbed against my wet folds, teasing me. I could feel the rough bark of the tree against my back, enough to remind me of the danger I was in, but it only seemed to turn me on even more. My wrists bound over my head, I couldn’t push him away, but for some reason, I didn’t really want to. The rope spread my legs wide, exposing my moist flesh for their perusal. My ass pressed against the tree, reminding me just moments ago that I had been forced over the same man’s knee and spanked. My breath escaped my lips in hot little pants. My skin felt like it was electrified with desire.
I shouldn’t want this. I should be fighting this every step of the way, but my traitorous body was telling me the exact opposite. Tavik rubbed his cock up and down my wet pussy and I moaned softly, unable to stop myself.
“Look at the hot little cunt. So wet. So ready. You deserve to be fucked so hard,” Tavik whispered into my ear. Then, he dragged his tongue from my collarbone up my throat and I quivered with pleasure. My hips rocked as much as the ropes allowed, rubbing my clit up and down his cock. He laughed softly when he realized what I was doing before he pulled his hips out of my reach.
“Do you deserve to be fucked?” he asked, and my lips parted in disbelief.
I wailed forlornly.
“You won’t come until I allow it, little human,” he said, and I couldn’t stop myself from pouting like a petulant child.
My skin was blazing with desire. My core was throbbing so hard that I was having difficulty thinking straight. I wanted this. I didn’t want this. I didn’t know what I wanted anymore.
The head of his cock nudged against my entrance. I lifted my head and saw the other three watching and my body heated even further. They were about to watch their leader take my virginity and I couldn’t do a thing about it.
I was so fucking turned on.
“Please,” I begged, unsure of what I was asking for. I wanted to escape. I wanted to come. I wanted his cock deep in my pussy. I wanted him to fuck me hard.
I was losing my mind.
Gradually, I felt his cock press inside me. I moaned as his huge member stretched me wide, each inch taking me excruciatingly slowly. My hips rocked forward, trying to take him even deeper, but I couldn’t do much to quicken the process. He had the control and he knew it.
After a long moment, I felt him approach the barrier of my virginity and he paused.
“You’ve never been taken by a man before,” he murmured softly. He pressed his cheek to my shoulder, his hands spreading wide onto the tree beside me. I shook my head and he sighed.
“Brace yourself, little
human. This will hurt for a moment, but then I’ll make it all better,” he whispered and something about his tone made me trust him even though I knew I shouldn’t. His hips surged forward, and a white flash of pain pitched through my system. His cock moved slowly in further and then back, little by little stretching me and taking me deeper with every pump forward. It hurt, and I struggled to stay strong.
With his calm steady movements though, all the pain slowly disappeared, and the only thing left was the need for pleasure once more. My pussy felt sore, but I wanted more. I wanted release.
And Tavik was here to give it to me.
The heat of his cock was blazing, and my entire pussy felt like it was on fire with desire. My blood boiled. My skin simmered, and I could do little to fight the rising ride of pleasure within me. Inch by inch, he pressed into me. Even when I thought I couldn’t take any more, he pushed onward, taking me deeper than I ever thought possible.
He pistoned in and out of me, leisurely at first, but then his pace started to quicken, and I gasped from the passionate desire that cascaded through me at the change in speed.
Something deep inside of me broke and I felt my last semblance of fight fade away. The only thing that mattered now was my release. The thick ridges of his cock took my sensitive flesh without mercy and I enjoyed every inch of it. His thick girth stretched me wide, and I could feel him hardening within me, growing in size with every passing breath. I struggled to get used to him, but it was a losing battle.
As his pace increased, his gentleness disappeared, and he took me hard. His hips slammed into mine, pushing me up against the tree and I moaned as the bark pressed against my skin. It felt raunchy and wrong and I knew that I’d feel every moment the next day, but I didn’t care. Not in the slightest.
My pleasure increased tenfold and when he reached down with one of his hands and brushed against my clit with his thumb, my world shattered into a thousand pieces.
He ravaged me, and I took it all. He used me hard and I wanted more.
