Fallon's Capture

by Ravenna Tate

  Fallon knew how to relax her throat muscles so she wouldn’t gag, but it was a challenge with him because he was so large. Still, she loved it. From his hands holding her head, pushing her closer, to the way he groaned deep in his throat each time she ran her tongue over the veiny surface.

  Arlo fucked her pussy in long, slow thrusts, alternating those with quick ones. He teased her clit as he fucked her, and Fallon couldn’t process all the competing sensations. Having both cocks inside her at the same time was overwhelming, but absolutely decadent.

  Cord withdrew, asking again to have a turn inside her pussy.

  Arlo groaned and pulled out, then gave each ass cheek a good, hard smack. “That’s for being so fucking incredible.”

  She giggled as the endorphins rushed through her body. She hadn’t expected this. To have them be both dominant and fun at the same time, or to enjoy it so much. They were such skilled lovers, and her body had responded to each of them as if she’d known them a long time. The more they did to her, the more she wanted.

  As they rolled her onto her back, the realization that they’d be doing this in front of a crowd washed over her, but she pushed it away. She didn’t want to think about that right now. She only wanted to enjoy this time with them. Fallon had never had trouble staying in the moment, and she wasn’t about to let that change.

  Cord took his place between her legs, brushing his hands up and down her inner thighs before he bent his head and fastened his mouth on her pussy. She cried out loudly as he licked and sucked her clit, then clenched her Kegel muscles as he slid two long fingers inside. She was going to come again, and that realization forced up another giggle.

  Arlo straddled her chest and tapped her mouth with his dick, grinning down at her in a way that sent shivers up her spine once again. “Something funny?”

  “No. Yes. I’m so happy right now.”

  “So are we, beautiful.” He kissed her, and then he straightened up again and told her to open her mouth. She did, and he pushed nearly the entire length of his impressive cock inside, fucking her rougher than Cord had done. Fallon didn’t mind. It was so damn sexy to have him on top of her, forcing her to take it. She and Jim had done some kinky things, but it had never been like this.

  Fallon craved the dominance. She didn’t know where that had come from, but she knew it felt right, and she wanted more.

  Cord plunged his dick into her pussy, and she moaned in the back of her throat as another climax overtook her. “You are so fucking tight! Oh, baby, this feels incredible.”

  “And your mouth feels pretty damn good, too,” said Arlo, watching her face carefully.

  Fallon closed her eyes and absorbed the sensations, giving over to the lust racing through her body. When both men withdrew, they still hadn’t come. How much strength and stamina did they have? Were all the men on these planets like this? Maybe that was the reason their women shied away from sex? The men wore them out.

  Arlo glanced around the room, and then he pulled out. Cord did, too, and then Arlo told her to stand next to the bed and lean over it. She did, and then he and Cord positioned pillows under her hips so that her ass was high in the air. Arlo stood behind her and caressed her ass cheeks, forcing soft moans from Fallon once more.

  “Were you serious about liking the spanking earlier?”

  “Oh God … yes. Yes, I was.”

  He gave each ass cheek a hard smack and she yelped, but the arousal coursing through her had her wanting more. “Good. Because in each of our rooms is a drawer full of sex toys. I think it’s time we experimented a bit to see what you can take. What do you say?”

  “Oh, yes. Absolutely.”

  He smacked her ass again, and she moaned loudly. “In that case, stay right here, just like this, until we return. Understood?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good girl.”

  Fallon sighed as she listened to them leave the room. She wiggled against the pillows, wondering what the rest of this night would bring.

  Chapter Six

  When Arlo and Cord returned to the room, Cord nuzzled her neck, and then he slipped a silky piece of cloth around her eyes. “It’s a blindfold. We thought you might be more comfortable when we have to do this in front of a crowd if you can’t see the screen.”

  “Please don’t remind me we have to do that.”

  He removed the blindfold and stood her up, then took a seat on the edge of the bed and placed her on one thigh. “It’s going to be all right, Fallon. We won’t let anything bad happen to you.”

  Her heart gave a little lurch at the tenderness in his voice. “I know you won’t. I believe you.”

  Cord cupped her face gently. “You’re strong enough to do this. I can see that in you. We both can.”

  “Thank you.” She eyed the dark silk in his hand. “It would be nicer to have that on. If I don’t, I’ll be staring at the window in that room the whole time.”

  “I would, too, if I were you,” said Arlo, stroking her hair. “So let’s practice, then. All right?”

  She smiled. “Okay.” She stood, and they helped her position her body over the pillows once more. Cord slipped the blindfold around her head and tied it. As soon as it covered her eyes, she felt her muscles relax a bit. Not being able to see them meant everything else was enhanced. Their scents, the sounds their bare feet made on the carpet as they walked around her, and the hum of the HVAC unit in their quarters. She hadn’t even noticed that earlier.

  Hands brushed her ass cheeks, and because she didn’t know whose they were, her anticipation was heightened. “We’re going to keep talking to a minimum,” said Arlo. “This way you won’t know who is where or doing what. We want you to be completely at our mercy.”

  “I love that. Thank you.”

  He pulled her hair, forcing her head off the bed. “This is what they’ll want to see. You bound and helpless, forced to submit to us.”

  She swallowed hard as images raced through her mind. “Are you going to tie me up, too?”

  “No, not yet. Let’s take it slowly. But we’ll have to do that eventually. They’ll expect it when we … when we perform the first time.”

  “Okay.” She had no choice but to follow the instructions. Neither did they. Knowing she could trust them would help.

  Her breathing came in short gasps as they brushed their hands over her back and ass, and then across her upper thighs. She heard them both breathing but had no clue who was where, and it was so damn sexy she almost came again.

  She thought they were going to spank her, but instead hard leather falls landed across her ass and then on the backs of her thighs. It hurt like crazy. She yelped and started to move off the bed, but a pair of strong hands held her down across the mid-back.

  “Try not to move,” said Cord. “This is what they’ll expect. If you can’t stay still we’ll have to tie you up because they won’t want to see you trying to get away from us unless we do something to stop it.”

  She understood why they wanted to go slowly, but now the thought of them tying her up and whipping her ass actually sent a fresh surge of endorphins rushing through her. Should she tell them? “What was that thing you hit me with?”

  “A flogger,” said Arlo. “A thick, heavy leather one. Stiff as a cow’s hide. Not a beginner’s toy, but then they didn’t put anything gentle in our rooms.”

  “We also have a paddle with holes in it,” said Cord, “and two thinner floggers that I’m betting sting like crazy.”

  One of them removed her blindfold, and then Arlo sat her on his lap the way Cord had done earlier. Her heart skipped a beat at the look of concern on his face. “I know this is difficult enough for you without the added play. Are you sure you’re going to be okay with the kinky stuff?”

  “Yes. I mean, it excites me, but in reality I don’t have much experience with it.”

  “Well, I do, which I know surprises you, considering what we told you about the women on our planets. But my wife and I had … we had an understanding. An
d before you jump to conclusions, you need to know that in our society, if the partners in a marriage agree to what I did, it’s not against our laws or considered cheating.”

  She wasn’t sure what he was about to explain, but thought she had a pretty good idea. “But from what you told me, it also sounds like the Regum would oppose such an arrangement.”

  Cord snorted. “Oh, yes. Definitely. But that didn’t stop it from happening. Yours isn’t the first planet from which the Tyranns have taken women for our sexual needs.”

  A shiver ran down her spine, but this time it wasn’t from lust. “Maybe you’d better explain all of it.”

  “My wife knew I needed more than she could give me in terms of sexual satisfaction,” said Arlo. “So she agreed to let me visit this planet, Voyeur Moon, when the Velone women were first brought to it. They’re from a solar system whose star exploded years ago, far away from here. When it did, their remaining people were, of course, disintegrated.”

  “What happened to the ones you brought here?”

  “The Regum was still in control of Voyeur Moon, and they eventually closed down the establishments the Tyranns had built. They took the Velone women to Sera and gave them employment that didn’t include servicing men for sexual gratification.”

  Fallon stood and walked across the room. She backed up against a wall and crossed her arms while she eyed both men. “Please tell me these women agreed to this. I mean when they were here in these establishments, as you called them.”

  Arlo nodded several times. “They did. They were made very comfortable and given every material need imaginable.”

  “But did you also invade their planet like you did ours?”

  “We didn’t do that,” said Cord. “Not then and not now. The Tyranns did.”

  “Okay. Sorry. Poor choice of words. Did the Tyranns invade their planet and take the women by force?”

  “They didn’t invade it in the sense they’d done to yours. They didn’t knock out communications and destroy their cities. Instead they proposed a mutually agreed upon arrangement, and many of the Velone woman accepted it. And they didn’t force the women here as they’re doing now to your people. Those women chose to come here. They were enticed to do so with lavish promises from the Tyranns.”

  “But once they got here, they found out they were prisoners like I am?” She suddenly felt self-conscious standing in the room with them while naked. This had all gone to shit in the space of a few moments, and Fallon wanted to cry. How could she have believed this would turn out all right simply because she’d let her hormones get the better of her?

  “I can only speak for myself,” said Arlo. “I wasn’t as involved with what the Regum and Tyranns were doing on this planet back then, so I can’t definitively answer your question. When I came here with the blessing of my wife, I was under the assumption that the Velone women were here voluntarily. No one set up the meeting for me, so there was no one to encourage me to do anything to frighten her, or take her against her will, or even get rough with her. No one was watching. It was in private, and she was experienced with toys and kinky forms of sex. She told me she enjoyed it, and she taught me a lot.”

  “How many times did you visit her?” Do you really want to know?

  “I didn’t count, Fallon. More than once, okay?”

  “Why did you stop seeing her?”

  He averted his gaze for a second or two, and she held her breath until he spoke again.

  “Guilt. Despite the stilted sex life I had with my wife, I loved her. I found a way to fulfill my own needs, and I believed her when she told me she didn’t mind my coming here. But over time, I got the feeling she wasn’t completely all right with it. When I finally asked her outright one day, she told me she wasn’t okay with it all, so I never came back here again.”

  That made him nobler than she’d given him credit for a few moments ago, and her heart went out to him once again. There were plenty of couples on Earth who did the same kinds of things in their relationships, after all. From open marriages to polyamorous lifestyles, mutual agreements of that type were made all the time. What he’d described wasn’t all that different, unless those Velone women really had been here by force. But Arlo hadn’t believed they were, and that’s all she needed to know.

  “What about you?” she asked Cord. “Who filled your needs?”

  Cord snorted. “No one. I’ve been too busy fighting for principles. When I did find a girl willing to try my particular kinky desires, she either hated it, or the relationship fell apart because I was never around.”

  “That’s sad.”

  “We’re a sad pair.”

  She pushed away from the wall and walked toward them. “No, you’re not. You’re two men with high ideals and strong personalities. Thank you for telling me this. For sharing your lives with me. You don’t have to.”

  “Maybe not,” said Arlo, “but I wouldn’t feel right not doing so. Not considering the amount of trust you’ve shown us, and what all three of us have to do in less than two days.”

  “Same here,” said Cord. “And you shared your past with us, too. It’s only right we’re open and upfront with you.”

  Fallon took a deep breath. “We’re here now, and we have to go along with this. And truthfully, except for the fact we’re all prisoners, it’s not horrible for me. I trust you. You won’t hurt me.”

  She smiled. “And at least you’re both so good-looking.” Her gaze drifted to their thick, red cocks. “And amazing lovers. Really incredible lovers. It helps that I’m attracted to you both. And unless I’m mistaken, you’re attracted to me. So, let’s try this kinky stuff and get it right. Because when we have to do this for the crowd, I want to be so comfortable with you two that I can relax into it and forget where we are.”

  The surprised, delighted looks on their faces were identical, and she couldn’t help laughing. They both reached for her at the same time, and she melted into their combined embrace as the three fell back onto the bed.

  Fallon was lost in the sensations of their hands and their mouths on her body. She moaned as Arlo slid his dick into her pussy, fucking her like he might never stop. When he came, his loud cries joined hers, and she shuddered at the way the veins stood out on his neck as he squeezed every last drop of cum into her.

  When he withdrew, Cord was on her like a man who hadn’t had sex in a decade. He turned her onto her stomach and slipped his swollen cock into her pussy from behind. Each hard thrust pushed her clit against the bed, and her orgasm was swift and so powerful she was sure she’d pass out. She moaned continuously as he slammed into her at a crazy speed, and when he finally came, his loud grunts sent shivers up and down her spine.

  They’d both claimed her now, and she belonged to them. Long after Cord withdrew and both men had taken turns gathering her into their arms to hold her and stroke her damp hair and back, Fallon lay breathing hard, shivering as the memories washed over her. She wasn’t tired although she should be. She wanted to fuck them again, in every possible way.

  She had no idea if they’d put some kind of spell on her, or if her reaction was a combination of everything that had happened to her, plus both men sharing so much of their past with her, but it hardly mattered. She was here now, with them, and she was determined to make the best of it.

  Chapter Seven

  Fallon woke with a start, at first forgetting where she was. She’d fallen asleep in Cord’s bed with both of them, but now he and Arlo weren’t in the room. She peeked out into the hallway and heard their voices in the common room, speaking in tones too low for her to make out the words. She went into her own room and used the bathroom, then returned to Cord’s room and sat on the bed, hugging her knees to her chest.

  It didn’t take long for the men to return. They’d both put their T-shirts and shorts back on, but as soon as they entered the room they took them off. “Tell me about your tats,” she said.

  Arlo raised his brows. “Really?”

  She laughed. “Yes
, really. I’m interested in them.”

  Arlo pushed her onto her back and straddled her chest. She could barely breathe as she stared at his red cock, inches from her face. “I had it designed when I was barely out of my teen years. It’s the night sky on Addo, at the height of a full moon.” He pointed toward what she now realized were clusters of stars. “See there? That’s our galaxy, the way it looks at night, when you’re out in the high desert with no artificial light to neutralize their beauty.”

  “It’s magnificent.”

  “It took almost a year to complete and each part hurt like a bitch, but I love it.”

  She ran her hands over the design, tracing a line between the star clusters. “And what about yours, Cord?”

  He moved closer to her face, and pointed toward each tat. “Dates of key demonstrations, from when I first began doing this. The designs symbolize various buildings on Addo or Sera, where the events took place, or because that site was a component of what we were protesting that day.”

  “That’s bold of you to wear the evidence on your body.” And it showed he had the courage of his convictions.

  Cord snorted. “Yeah. It is. Made it easier for them to trump up the charges against me.”

  “But at least you tried to do something. To do some good.”

  He nodded as the corners of his mouth turned up. “That’s right. I did.” Cord cut his gaze toward Arlo briefly. “We both have tried to do good, in our own ways.”

  “Based on what you’ve told me, I would have to agree.”

  Arlo narrowed his eyes. “You wouldn’t be trying to get out of the kinky play you promised us, would you?”

  She laughed again. “Not even close. I’m sorry I fell asleep.”

  “Don’t be. You needed it.”

  “Don’t you two need sleep?”

  “We need some. You’ll find that although we look and feel human, our DNA is very different. We don’t need to eat as much as you do, but we do have to drink as much water. However, we don’t need as much sleep, and our muscle mass is much higher.”