Discovered 2/?
anonymous
April 9 2013, 05:05:33 UTC
Alone.
Completely alone in space, abandoned on a lifeless structure, with no way to return to her own, Erez feels panic creeping in her mind. Then she noticed another vessel approaching... Impossible for them not to see her. The red suit she wears is very noticable on the greyish surface of the relay.
She lies very flat on the structure, as if she could make herself disapear by passing through it. She whin, fear clouding her mind when a small vessel emerges, probably a kind of shuttle. It land quickly, a few meters away and opens, with creatures coming out. Kimberly realizes they are not human. Too big, too thin at the waist and strange feet, as if they were walking on their toes.
She remains in place, realizing that she has no place to go. Anyway, her lifeline is attached, she doesn’t dare to detach it. The idea of drifting in space seems even worse than facing aliens.
They approach her slowly, pointing in her direction with objects looking a lot like weapons. Slowly, as if they were suspicious, walking heavily, as if their feet stuck on the metal surface. She doesn’t move, her hands in plain sight. She doesn’t want to get shot, and anyway, she’s certainly not in a position to defend herself with her tools.
Finally they are close enough to touch her. It’s then she panics and tries to free itself but there is nothing to do, in a short time she finds herself under their control, handcuffed, hands and feet and carried inside the shuttle who doesn’t wait go back to the main vessel.
She is on the floor of the shuttle, dumped there without excessive force. Three of her "guards" pointing their weapon in her direction. Kimberly closes her eyes and tries to calm her fears. She is a prisoner to an alien race... At least they weren’t aggressive with her, just very suspicious. Maybe they won’tt be too hard on her ... But they blew the other ship!
A few minutes later, there’s new sounds outside the shuttle. Then it opens and a newcomer walks in, sliping a bag over her head. Blinded, her breathing escalates, short and fast. She feels lifted, transported outside. They’re walking for several minutes, guiding her by the arm. She sobbed with fear, she tries to scream and talk but nobody replies.
Eventually they stop walking and he removes the cloth covering her head. Light blind her, she squint, seeing an empty room with many of those who have imprisoned her and not much else. One approaches, which makes retreat in fear. The back of her knees comes up against a chair on which she falls in, sitting on it with in a little cry. She can hear them discussing? But impossible to understand what they talk about. They dont remove her suit ... That’s a small relief.
She lowers her head and closes her eyes. She tries to calm her spinning mind, her heart struggling in her chest. The small amount of calm she manages to get disappears when someone approaches with a device. Kimberly tries to get away but now her handcuffs are attached to her chair. Her breathing skyrockets and her eyes become huge, but he doesn’t touch her. It gives the impression to analyze her being. Then he compares the results with the another alien.
Probably satisfied with whatever he was checking, with one hand he motioned to the guards and two approaches, touching her helmet. They try to remove it!
"No! NO! "
Panicking at the idea of suffocate, she cries while trying to push them away with her head, trying to untie her hands and feet, screaming don’t touch me... But her helmet is off in a short time and she finds herself bareheaded while they still wear their suit.
She is still alive.
She breathes.
Eveythings fine.
She closes her eyes again and tries to calm down. A deep breath ... Another ... They haven’t hurt her yet...
Discovered 3/?
anonymous
April 9 2013, 05:06:08 UTC
This time, nothing happens for quite some time. Her heart still goes too fast but she managed to take enough control of herself to think.
"Hello?"
No answer. Two looks at her, but they keep quiet.
"You understand me? I'm Kim Erez. I'm just a technician ... I ... "
The sound of a door draw her attention to her right and she flinches when a guard to her left takes her arm to walk her through the door in what might looks like a laboratory. In the center, a platform with ties to the feet, hands, head, thorax ...
Kim struggles and tries to get away, she cries, push, pull on her wrists but only one of them is strong enough to retain the human and she quickly finds herself on her back, secured.
And they immediately remove her suit, her clothes. Tears slide down her cheeks as she sobs. Machines and tests follow, blood draw, hair sample, there is even someone who collects her tears. No matter she says, how much she screams, analyzes continue.
After what seemed a few hours one of them has obviously made a decision. He gestured to the other and removes his helmet. And what she sees is straight out of a bad science fiction movie. Brown skin covered with plates. Green eyes and a nose oddly flat, a mouth. The jaw is what he is most strange. On each side, a portion is mobile and moves. And some kind of marking. Paint?
They continue, no matter what she says or does. She finds herself even with a small surgery behind the ear, without pain but she has never been so terrified. Once done, he taps on a strange orange hologram coming out of his forearm then looks at her.
"Understanding ... You ... "
Very surprised, Kim looks at him. He seems to talk! The voice is different, oddly masculine, almost double?
"You ... understand ... " "... Yes. "
He goes away and comes back with a bottle.
"Water."
When he mention water she realizes how much she’s thirsty. Her mouth opens and he gives a little that she swallows greedily.
"Again." she said when he walks away without offering her more.
He gives her some more until she turns her head away.
Re: Discovered 3/?
anonymous
April 9 2013, 05:08:16 UTC
Three days. Three days of tests during the day and nights alone in her cell. It's late but she can’t sleep. Kim feels uterly alone. The translator they installed works much better, they even asked questions. But when she ask something, she’s simply ignored.
She eats, the kind of nutrious bar that prevents hunger, though the taste is horrible. Water is offered regularly. In her cell, and when they moves her, she wears a sleeveless tunic that covers up to mid-thigh. The young woman didn’tt try to cover more, the temperature of the whole ship is warmer than she’s used to, makes her grateful that the garment is rather light. Her cell has a mattress on the ground, a light on the celling and not much else.
A noise made her turn her head toward the door of the cell as four of her guards comes into the room. Confused, she sits. She never had visits during the "night". They approach, she tries to move away but they don’tt give her much time to walk before they push her on the mattress with enough force to cut off her breath for a few seconds. One of them holds her wrists above her head. Two other holds her ankles. This is certainly not the procedure which she starts to get used to, in a fraction of a second their intentions are perfectly clear.
"No! NO! " she cries, trashing against the hands that hold her. It’s no use, they are so much stronger than she, it doesn’tt even looks difficult for them to keep her down. The last one approach while removing his gloves, laying his hand on her stomach.
“Where is it...”
His hand goes down until he arrives at her slit. A finger slipped inside and trying to find the entrance. Kim does not move. Her head is lying on the side, eyes closed. When the finger finally finds what he’s looking for and push inside her she gasps but doesn’tt flinch. They have very impressive nails, Kim doesn’tt want to get hurt because she’s afraid.
She’s dry and he didn’t took the time to moisten his finger. The sensation is unpleasant, almost painful. Fortunately he doesn’t stay there for long. Taking her tunic with both hands, he tore the ruined garment and throws it behind him.
"She does looks like a little bit like an Asari ... With fur! "
He flip her on her stomach and raises her hips, giving free access to her pink, moist and warm center.
"There's nothing to stop me ... You’re only pink flesh, you're wide open for me."
He’s ready, she feels his impressive erection against her buttocks. He moves to slip between the lips of her labia, pushing in rapidly. His head falls back and he growls, continuing to add more and more pressure.
“Fuck! Fuck! So tight!”
He’s very hot inside her, filling her like never she’s beed before. He starts to pound in her, strong, hard. She’s very dry but he’s not and it’s enough, it slides easily inside her heat as he groan and continue to repeat how a good fuck she is.
“Spirits! She was made to be a fuck toy!”
Sounds of skin against plate is the only noise in the cell for several minutes as he now hold her by her hips to smash her against him again and again. He doesn’t try to be gentle, doesn’t really care for her. His hands are a little too strong on her skin, her buttcheeks rubbing against his plates with too much strenght. She is going to hurt, tomorrow morning.
Then she feels his whole body getting rigid, his mouvement more erratic as he screams his release, pushing her even deeper as she feels his seeds filling her, deep inside her body. He pounds again, and again until he slows, then stops, painting.
“Fuck... She’s amazing. Try her, it’s so worth it.”
Discovered 5/?
anonymous
April 9 2013, 05:15:06 UTC
It doesn’t take long for another one to take position behind her. In one motion, he’s inside. He’s a bit gentler, growling soflty as he push in. Well lubricated by the previous one seed’s, he goes in and out with great ease. Kimberly stay silent, waiting for it to finish. Which takes some time. Now that she had the time to adjust, things aren’t uncomfortable anymore. But she’s not really in the mood either and hope it will end soon.
With a powerful growl he come, removing himself quickly. Not supported anymore, she slump on the matress. But she doesn’t have time to take a breath before a new one slip her on her back, holding her wrist with one hand. The other hand touches one of her breast, gropping it, pinching her nipple between his fingers.
“Firm, soft, excatly like I want them.”
His tongue start to play with the now firm center of it, circling it and nibble her neck. She gasp again, but a very different reason... Inspired by her reaction, he start to nibble it with his mouth.
The response is immediate: she moan and closes her eyes, pushing herself against him, grounding her hips against his.
“She likes it!” says someone else in the room.
Leaving her breast, he bring his mouth close to her ear, whispering in it. “I’ll show you how your suppose to be properly fucked, human.”
Placing her legs against his shoulders, he enter her and start a furious pace, shoving in deep, so much it hurts.
“It hurts! Stop!”
He doesn’t. He draws out ans slams back in, fast and hard. Keeps his rythm, ramming her like there's no tomorrow. She's sobbing silently, bitting her lips.
He's so rough, when he finally leave her alone after his roaring his orgasm, her legs feel raw, bloody. It’s only then he noticed the bruises, the scratchs, the bloody trails.
“Go get some medi-gel.” Immediately someone walks out of the room. Another one pushs the one who went too rough on her. “Idiot! You ruined her!” “How was I supposed to know she was so easy to break?”
They all look at her. She hasn’t move, her legs still wide open, fluid sliding out of her, ending on the matress. Opening the door, whoever went for some... whatever it is, arrives with a small packet of some kind of gel. Which he applies on her wounds.
She sigh as the pain goes away. She’s also tired and hopes they’re done. Normally she would have enjoyed her night, they certainly didn’t lack in enthousiasm, but they were just too rough with her. She cries when they wak out... It was just too surreal.
Discovered 6/?
anonymous
April 10 2013, 04:16:39 UTC
The following day, and night, was relatively quiet. Not the next one... Again, after a day of questions and tests, she’s trying to sleep when the same group of four open the door of her cell. Scared, she tries to bolt. Unfortunately for her, they’re quick and she finds herself pinned to the wall by the only one who didn’t touch her the other night. He starts to nibble her neck gently but she’s so worried, her body is all tense and she closes her eyes, expecting pain.
“Please, not again!” she pleads, struggling to get away.
He recognizes her fear for what it is, she doesn’t want to be hurt again. His hand brush her cheek, his thumb caressing her soft lips.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”
For the first time Kim makes eye contact with one of them. His markings are discreet and white. She tries to read his expression but his face is too alien for her to read anything out of it. She hopes he’s not lying. The young woman’s scared, her legs still sore from their previous visit.
His mouth still close to her neck, he lick it, tasting her salty skin before taking a deep breath right behind her ear.
“You smell good.”
She feels his right hand on her cheek, traveling down to her breast. The long, strong fingers touches it, lingering on the hard center, learning what exactly she likes. Then he goes further down, finally land on her mons, so softly it’s almost torture. Spreading his fingers, he touches the joncture between her tight and her labia, going up and down slowly, but doesn’t touch the center. It’s so maddening delicious, she can’t stop herself from grinding on him.
He stops.
“Don’t move or I stop.”
She hinder herself, panting with arousal. Only then a single digit slide inside her. Exploring her very warm labia, his mandibles flares.
“You are so wet.... Wonderfully soft.” the pad of his finger continue to probe her warm flesh. Panting, she ask instead of pleading. “Higher... the little... nub.”
His fingers goes higher, brushing the little bit of flesh.
“Fuck!” she pants. “Oh, don’t worry, I have every intention of doing that.”
His thumb continues to play there while a finger goes down in her sheat, slowly pumping. Her breath quickened even more and she moans loudly. Feeling her legs buckle, he lift them to wrap them around his waist.
“Now, it’s my turn. I’m going to fuck you.”
His mouth nibble her neck again as he removes pieces of his armor, opens his undersuit and presses his throbing lenght against her.
“You want it?” then he licks her neck, nibbling her ear. “Tell me you want it.” “I... want it.” “Again.” he grinds against her. “I want it!” “Now, now... I’m sure you can do better than that.” He stops grinding, making her whine. “F...” “Say it.” “Fuck me...” “Louder.” “FUCK ME!”
With a quick trust from his hips he plunge inside her, making her groans loudly. Himself panting, he goes for a forceful rythm, but never as hard as she experienced two days ago. In fact, he can hear her moaning, her nails scraping his back, her hips trying to follow his, pushing even deeper.
“Don’t stop... Please, don’t stop...” The top of his plates rub against her clit, sending some very exquisites sensations everytime he trusts. It doesn’t take much time for her to comes and as she wail, he feels her tight canal constricting him repeatedly, sending him over so quickly he has to lay his forearm on the wall to hold himself as he comes hard.
Gasping for air, he lay her down on her matress and takes a moment before speaking.
“See? Things are even better when you make them asking for it.” He shakes his head. “Woo! You we’re right, she’s amazing!”
He looks at her as he squat, one arm on his knee. “Now, the problem is, my friends are now all ready because of our little performance. So I think we have no other choice but to take care of it, no?
He gets up as another one, wearing orange marking, approches. He sits and looks at her without touching her.
Discovered 7/?
anonymous
April 12 2013, 04:02:41 UTC
“Do you have any suggestions? Maybe we could test if your soft mouth can be put to the task?” His eyes goes from her mouth to his groin, as too make sure she understands. And she does, and makes no sign of being disgusted. Approching on all four, Kimberly looks at his closed plates. She notices it’s not perfectly shut. Maybe he’s already a little aroused? Tentatively, she brings her tongue to the bluish slit and stroke it for its entire lenght. He sigh and close his eyes, holding himself on his hand, behind him.
“Like that, yes...” She licks a few times, making him moans softly. It also opens his plate and the tip of his shaft emerges. She stops for a moment, examining it. The base color is as the rest of his skin, a light brown. But behind the skin, a blue tinge makes the whole shaft darker. It makes her smile when she realises that, even with such differences, some things stays the same. She’s impressed. Now Kimberly knows why she feels so full every time one of them takes her.
Kneeling, her hands are free and she uses them to grab him with the tips of her fingers. Gracefully she explores his shaft, learning the most sensitives part. He exude his own slippery fluid which she uses to glides his entire lenght. He pants softly for a while, eyes still closed, but it’s not enough for him. One of his hand grasps the back with force and push it towards ....
“I told you, mouth. Now.”
Her lips meet his tips, kissing it lighty. Opening her mouth, she darts her tongue and let it circle around it a couple of times. She opens her mouth and take it in, about half lenght. Supporting herself on her hands, she starts to going up and down, slowly. His reaction doesn’t wait, he groans and shoves towards the warm mouth he’s currently being pleasure with. She pulls a bit - choking isn’t something she relish - before resuming her oral activities. Her right hand grabs him at the base and follows her head as it goes along his shaft.
If she goes with what she can hear, he likes her ministration but not as much as she could expect. So her hand leaves his shaft and start to explore, as she does with her tongue. It goes around his tip, along his lenght, explores the larger base and goes back up. His breath goes faster and she feels his thigh getting tense.
“Oh, that’s good...”
She take it in her mouth again and apply a little suction, wraping her tongue around it.
“AH! Deeper!”
Grabing her hair, he press her against him, burying himself deep inside her mouth.
“Oh yes!”
For a while, all they can hear is sounds of wet skin and soft groans. He’s now fucking her mouth, diving himself inside her heated mouth as he still control her head to make sure she pleasures his entire shaft.
“Oh I’m going to have so much fun with you... Yeah... Like that...”
Speeding up his trust, he bends his head back as he howl , spilling his hot load in her mouth, staying there until he feels her swalloing it. Even then, some of it spill from the corner of her mouth, slide down his lenght. When he’s back from his blissful state, he turn her face towards him.
“Lick it. All of it.”
Her tongue clean it, making sure nothing’s left before he gets up. It doesn’t take long for a third one to take his place, sitting exactly where ‘orange marking’ was a few seconds ago. Kim has barely enough time to notice his green marking before he grabs her head and start ravishing her mouth.
There’s still one of them who didn’t used her that day. Wearing red marking, and looking more and more impatient, he walks behind her.
“There’s no rules against sharing, right?.”
Kneeling, he makes sure she’s on her knee, hips high, before remove his armor and engulfing himself in her tight entrance. Green marking, still pleasuring himself with her head, gasp when red marking quick rythm push her even deeper on him.
“Spirits! If we capture others like her, I won’t wait to fuck them all!”
White markings, still oberving the action, smiles.
Re: Discovered 7/?
anonymous
April 13 2013, 00:12:06 UTC
A!A: I need to know if your comment means my idea to differentiate them is idiotic or it's really good. I read your comment 3-4 times and I can't figure it out.
Re: Discovered 7/?
anonymous
April 13 2013, 22:30:22 UTC
I'm not the above anon (In fact I'm the one who wants seven) but I actually like the colour coding, people who don't know names say 'The brown haired one' or whatever, so I think using their marking colours is a very human way of explaining which is having their turn.
Discovered 8/?
anonymous
April 13 2013, 03:56:59 UTC
"Play with the nub north of her hole, she'll come and she'll tighten around you."
Still fucking her actively, Red looks at his colleague. "Tighter? Really?" He looks at her back, impressed. "Wow. They're really made to be fucked."
Bowing a bit, he does as instructed. Kim, seriously aroused already, starts to shake because of the combine effect of the good pounding she's receiving and her clit being played with. It takes only a couple of minutes for her to tense all over her body, screaming, even if her mouth is busy, pressing herself against Red to have him even deeper until she's spent. Red and Green, feeling her muscles clenching around them, are pushed over the edge at the same time, spilling themselves inside her hot cavities. Sounds of groans and moans fills the cell as they continue to hammer her body until they're totally done.
Drained, she collapses to the ground as they release her, trying to catch their breath.
Kim thinks they're done, but White turns her on her back. He's already sporting a massive erection, playing with it mindlessly.
"Spread your legs for us."
Without delay she displays herself, wide open for their pleasure. The image she creates, a well used, ready to be filled again, only good for sex female is so intense, he lets himself falls on her and slip inside promptly. Having his mouth very close to her face, she can hear all his exhalations, small gasps, and dirty talking. He licks her ear and smells her hair as he continues to ride her body with great enthusiasm.
"Never though I would have so much fun with a female, ever. They're always complaining, 'not tonight'... You, so ready, so wet, so serviceable, I'll be here often, believe me... I'll fill you, I'll drive my cock in you, I'll make you scream. You'll ask for me, beg me to fuck you over and over and over... And... Ah... Spirits...!"
He gasp, driven to ecstasy by her easy, relinquishing body. Pressing his head against her shoulder, he speeds up as he clenches his jaw, groaning through his teeth. She can feel the vibration of his subharmonics through his chest, his tense muscles and taught body as he climax forcefully.
As pleasure recede, he stays in position, licking her neck. He likes to be on her, still inside her available form, as a way to reaffirm his claim on her person. Tasting her skin for the last time, he gets up and collect the pieces of his armor.
Her slit is ever more filled than before, fluid spilling out down her legs, she's the very image of abandonment... He dip a finger in the small puddle forming between her legs and press it inside her mouth, painting her tongue with the liquid.
"This is the taste of sex."
He smiles and walk away, with the others, locking the door behind them.
Completely alone in space, abandoned on a lifeless structure, with no way to return to her own, Erez feels panic creeping in her mind. Then she noticed another vessel approaching... Impossible for them not to see her. The red suit she wears is very noticable on the greyish surface of the relay.
She lies very flat on the structure, as if she could make herself disapear by passing through it. She whin, fear clouding her mind when a small vessel emerges, probably a kind of shuttle. It land quickly, a few meters away and opens, with creatures coming out. Kimberly realizes they are not human. Too big, too thin at the waist and strange feet, as if they were walking on their toes.
She remains in place, realizing that she has no place to go. Anyway, her lifeline is attached, she doesn’t dare to detach it. The idea of drifting in space seems even worse than facing aliens.
They approach her slowly, pointing in her direction with objects looking a lot like weapons. Slowly, as if they were suspicious, walking heavily, as if their feet stuck on the metal surface. She doesn’t move, her hands in plain sight. She doesn’t want to get shot, and anyway, she’s certainly not in a position to defend herself with her tools.
Finally they are close enough to touch her. It’s then she panics and tries to free itself but there is nothing to do, in a short time she finds herself under their control, handcuffed, hands and feet and carried inside the shuttle who doesn’t wait go back to the main vessel.
She is on the floor of the shuttle, dumped there without excessive force. Three of her "guards" pointing their weapon in her direction. Kimberly closes her eyes and tries to calm her fears. She is a prisoner to an alien race... At least they weren’t aggressive with her, just very suspicious. Maybe they won’tt be too hard on her ... But they blew the other ship!
A few minutes later, there’s new sounds outside the shuttle. Then it opens and a newcomer walks in, sliping a bag over her head. Blinded, her breathing escalates, short and fast. She feels lifted, transported outside. They’re walking for several minutes, guiding her by the arm. She sobbed with fear, she tries to scream and talk but nobody replies.
Eventually they stop walking and he removes the cloth covering her head. Light blind her, she squint, seeing an empty room with many of those who have imprisoned her and not much else. One approaches, which makes retreat in fear. The back of her knees comes up against a chair on which she falls in, sitting on it with in a little cry. She can hear them discussing? But impossible to understand what they talk about. They dont remove her suit ... That’s a small relief.
She lowers her head and closes her eyes. She tries to calm her spinning mind, her heart struggling in her chest. The small amount of calm she manages to get disappears when someone approaches with a device. Kimberly tries to get away but now her handcuffs are attached to her chair. Her breathing skyrockets and her eyes become huge, but he doesn’t touch her. It gives the impression to analyze her being. Then he compares the results with the another alien.
Probably satisfied with whatever he was checking, with one hand he motioned to the guards and two approaches, touching her helmet. They try to remove it!
"No! NO! "
Panicking at the idea of suffocate, she cries while trying to push them away with her head, trying to untie her hands and feet, screaming don’t touch me... But her helmet is off in a short time and she finds herself bareheaded while they still wear their suit.
She is still alive.
She breathes.
Eveythings fine.
She closes her eyes again and tries to calm down. A deep breath ... Another ... They haven’t hurt her yet...
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"Hello?"
No answer. Two looks at her, but they keep quiet.
"You understand me? I'm Kim Erez. I'm just a technician ... I ... "
The sound of a door draw her attention to her right and she flinches when a guard to her left takes her arm to walk her through the door in what might looks like a laboratory. In the center, a platform with ties to the feet, hands, head, thorax ...
Kim struggles and tries to get away, she cries, push, pull on her wrists but only one of them is strong enough to retain the human and she quickly finds herself on her back, secured.
And they immediately remove her suit, her clothes. Tears slide down her cheeks as she sobs. Machines and tests follow, blood draw, hair sample, there is even someone who collects her tears. No matter she says, how much she screams, analyzes continue.
After what seemed a few hours one of them has obviously made a decision. He gestured to the other and removes his helmet. And what she sees is straight out of a bad science fiction movie. Brown skin covered with plates. Green eyes and a nose oddly flat, a mouth. The jaw is what he is most strange. On each side, a portion is mobile and moves. And some kind of marking. Paint?
They continue, no matter what she says or does. She finds herself even with a small surgery behind the ear, without pain but she has never been so terrified. Once done, he taps on a strange orange hologram coming out of his forearm then looks at her.
"Understanding ... You ... "
Very surprised, Kim looks at him. He seems to talk! The voice is different, oddly masculine, almost double?
"You ... understand ... "
"... Yes. "
He goes away and comes back with a bottle.
"Water."
When he mention water she realizes how much she’s thirsty. Her mouth opens and he gives a little that she swallows greedily.
"Again." she said when he walks away without offering her more.
He gives her some more until she turns her head away.
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She eats, the kind of nutrious bar that prevents hunger, though the taste is horrible. Water is offered regularly. In her cell, and when they moves her, she wears a sleeveless tunic that covers up to mid-thigh. The young woman didn’tt try to cover more, the temperature of the whole ship is warmer than she’s used to, makes her grateful that the garment is rather light. Her cell has a mattress on the ground, a light on the celling and not much else.
A noise made her turn her head toward the door of the cell as four of her guards comes into the room. Confused, she sits. She never had visits during the "night". They approach, she tries to move away but they don’tt give her much time to walk before they push her on the mattress with enough force to cut off her breath for a few seconds. One of them holds her wrists above her head. Two other holds her ankles. This is certainly not the procedure which she starts to get used to, in a fraction of a second their intentions are perfectly clear.
"No! NO! " she cries, trashing against the hands that hold her. It’s no use, they are so much stronger than she, it doesn’tt even looks difficult for them to keep her down. The last one approach while removing his gloves, laying his hand on her stomach.
“Where is it...”
His hand goes down until he arrives at her slit. A finger slipped inside and trying to find the entrance. Kim does not move. Her head is lying on the side, eyes closed. When the finger finally finds what he’s looking for and push inside her she gasps but doesn’tt flinch. They have very impressive nails, Kim doesn’tt want to get hurt because she’s afraid.
She’s dry and he didn’t took the time to moisten his finger. The sensation is unpleasant, almost painful. Fortunately he doesn’t stay there for long. Taking her tunic with both hands, he tore the ruined garment and throws it behind him.
"She does looks like a little bit like an Asari ... With fur! "
He flip her on her stomach and raises her hips, giving free access to her pink, moist and warm center.
"There's nothing to stop me ... You’re only pink flesh, you're wide open for me."
He’s ready, she feels his impressive erection against her buttocks. He moves to slip between the lips of her labia, pushing in rapidly. His head falls back and he growls, continuing to add more and more pressure.
“Fuck! Fuck! So tight!”
He’s very hot inside her, filling her like never she’s beed before. He starts to pound in her, strong, hard. She’s very dry but he’s not and it’s enough, it slides easily inside her heat as he groan and continue to repeat how a good fuck she is.
“Spirits! She was made to be a fuck toy!”
Sounds of skin against plate is the only noise in the cell for several minutes as he now hold her by her hips to smash her against him again and again. He doesn’t try to be gentle, doesn’t really care for her. His hands are a little too strong on her skin, her buttcheeks rubbing against his plates with too much strenght. She is going to hurt, tomorrow morning.
Then she feels his whole body getting rigid, his mouvement more erratic as he screams his release, pushing her even deeper as she feels his seeds filling her, deep inside her body. He pounds again, and again until he slows, then stops, painting.
“Fuck... She’s amazing. Try her, it’s so worth it.”
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With a powerful growl he come, removing himself quickly. Not supported anymore, she slump on the matress. But she doesn’t have time to take a breath before a new one slip her on her back, holding her wrist with one hand. The other hand touches one of her breast, gropping it, pinching her nipple between his fingers.
“Firm, soft, excatly like I want them.”
His tongue start to play with the now firm center of it, circling it and nibble her neck. She gasp again, but a very different reason... Inspired by her reaction, he start to nibble it with his mouth.
The response is immediate: she moan and closes her eyes, pushing herself against him, grounding her hips against his.
“She likes it!” says someone else in the room.
Leaving her breast, he bring his mouth close to her ear, whispering in it. “I’ll show you how your suppose to be properly fucked, human.”
Placing her legs against his shoulders, he enter her and start a furious pace, shoving in deep, so much it hurts.
“It hurts! Stop!”
He doesn’t. He draws out ans slams back in, fast and hard. Keeps his rythm, ramming her like there's no tomorrow. She's sobbing silently, bitting her lips.
He's so rough, when he finally leave her alone after his roaring his orgasm, her legs feel raw, bloody. It’s only then he noticed the bruises, the scratchs, the bloody trails.
“Go get some medi-gel.” Immediately someone walks out of the room.
Another one pushs the one who went too rough on her. “Idiot! You ruined her!”
“How was I supposed to know she was so easy to break?”
They all look at her. She hasn’t move, her legs still wide open, fluid sliding out of her, ending on the matress. Opening the door, whoever went for some... whatever it is, arrives with a small packet of some kind of gel. Which he applies on her wounds.
She sigh as the pain goes away. She’s also tired and hopes they’re done. Normally she would have enjoyed her night, they certainly didn’t lack in enthousiasm, but they were just too rough with her. She cries when they wak out... It was just too surreal.
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“Please, not again!” she pleads, struggling to get away.
He recognizes her fear for what it is, she doesn’t want to be hurt again. His hand brush her cheek, his thumb caressing her soft lips.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”
For the first time Kim makes eye contact with one of them. His markings are discreet and white. She tries to read his expression but his face is too alien for her to read anything out of it. She hopes he’s not lying. The young woman’s scared, her legs still sore from their previous visit.
His mouth still close to her neck, he lick it, tasting her salty skin before taking a deep breath right behind her ear.
“You smell good.”
She feels his right hand on her cheek, traveling down to her breast. The long, strong fingers touches it, lingering on the hard center, learning what exactly she likes. Then he goes further down, finally land on her mons, so softly it’s almost torture. Spreading his fingers, he touches the joncture between her tight and her labia, going up and down slowly, but doesn’t touch the center. It’s so maddening delicious, she can’t stop herself from grinding on him.
He stops.
“Don’t move or I stop.”
She hinder herself, panting with arousal. Only then a single digit slide inside her. Exploring her very warm labia, his mandibles flares.
“You are so wet.... Wonderfully soft.” the pad of his finger continue to probe her warm flesh.
Panting, she ask instead of pleading. “Higher... the little... nub.”
His fingers goes higher, brushing the little bit of flesh.
“Fuck!” she pants.
“Oh, don’t worry, I have every intention of doing that.”
His thumb continues to play there while a finger goes down in her sheat, slowly pumping. Her breath quickened even more and she moans loudly. Feeling her legs buckle, he lift them to wrap them around his waist.
“Now, it’s my turn. I’m going to fuck you.”
His mouth nibble her neck again as he removes pieces of his armor, opens his undersuit and presses his throbing lenght against her.
“You want it?” then he licks her neck, nibbling her ear. “Tell me you want it.”
“I... want it.”
“Again.” he grinds against her.
“I want it!”
“Now, now... I’m sure you can do better than that.” He stops grinding, making her whine.
“F...”
“Say it.”
“Fuck me...”
“Louder.”
“FUCK ME!”
With a quick trust from his hips he plunge inside her, making her groans loudly. Himself panting, he goes for a forceful rythm, but never as hard as she experienced two days ago. In fact, he can hear her moaning, her nails scraping his back, her hips trying to follow his, pushing even deeper.
“Don’t stop... Please, don’t stop...” The top of his plates rub against her clit, sending some very exquisites sensations everytime he trusts. It doesn’t take much time for her to comes and as she wail, he feels her tight canal constricting him repeatedly, sending him over so quickly he has to lay his forearm on the wall to hold himself as he comes hard.
Gasping for air, he lay her down on her matress and takes a moment before speaking.
“See? Things are even better when you make them asking for it.” He shakes his head. “Woo! You we’re right, she’s amazing!”
He looks at her as he squat, one arm on his knee.
“Now, the problem is, my friends are now all ready because of our little performance. So I think we have no other choice but to take care of it, no?
He gets up as another one, wearing orange marking, approches. He sits and looks at her without touching her.
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“Like that, yes...” She licks a few times, making him moans softly. It also opens his plate and the tip of his shaft emerges. She stops for a moment, examining it. The base color is as the rest of his skin, a light brown. But behind the skin, a blue tinge makes the whole shaft darker. It makes her smile when she realises that, even with such differences, some things stays the same. She’s impressed. Now Kimberly knows why she feels so full every time one of them takes her.
Kneeling, her hands are free and she uses them to grab him with the tips of her fingers. Gracefully she explores his shaft, learning the most sensitives part. He exude his own slippery fluid which she uses to glides his entire lenght. He pants softly for a while, eyes still closed, but it’s not enough for him. One of his hand grasps the back with force and push it towards ....
“I told you, mouth. Now.”
Her lips meet his tips, kissing it lighty. Opening her mouth, she darts her tongue and let it circle around it a couple of times. She opens her mouth and take it in, about half lenght. Supporting herself on her hands, she starts to going up and down, slowly. His reaction doesn’t wait, he groans and shoves towards the warm mouth he’s currently being pleasure with. She pulls a bit - choking isn’t something she relish - before resuming her oral activities. Her right hand grabs him at the base and follows her head as it goes along his shaft.
If she goes with what she can hear, he likes her ministration but not as much as she could expect. So her hand leaves his shaft and start to explore, as she does with her tongue. It goes around his tip, along his lenght, explores the larger base and goes back up. His breath goes faster and she feels his thigh getting tense.
“Oh, that’s good...”
She take it in her mouth again and apply a little suction, wraping her tongue around it.
“AH! Deeper!”
Grabing her hair, he press her against him, burying himself deep inside her mouth.
“Oh yes!”
For a while, all they can hear is sounds of wet skin and soft groans. He’s now fucking her mouth, diving himself inside her heated mouth as he still control her head to make sure she pleasures his entire shaft.
“Oh I’m going to have so much fun with you... Yeah... Like that...”
Speeding up his trust, he bends his head back as he howl , spilling his hot load in her mouth, staying there until he feels her swalloing it. Even then, some of it spill from the corner of her mouth, slide down his lenght. When he’s back from his blissful state, he turn her face towards him.
“Lick it. All of it.”
Her tongue clean it, making sure nothing’s left before he gets up. It doesn’t take long for a third one to take his place, sitting exactly where ‘orange marking’ was a few seconds ago. Kim has barely enough time to notice his green marking before he grabs her head and start ravishing her mouth.
There’s still one of them who didn’t used her that day. Wearing red marking, and looking more and more impatient, he walks behind her.
“There’s no rules against sharing, right?.”
Kneeling, he makes sure she’s on her knee, hips high, before remove his armor and engulfing himself in her tight entrance. Green marking, still pleasuring himself with her head, gasp when red marking quick rythm push her even deeper on him.
“Spirits! If we capture others like her, I won’t wait to fuck them all!”
White markings, still oberving the action, smiles.
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Thanks :)
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Still fucking her actively, Red looks at his colleague. "Tighter? Really?" He looks at her back, impressed. "Wow. They're really made to be fucked."
Bowing a bit, he does as instructed. Kim, seriously aroused already, starts to shake because of the combine effect of the good pounding she's receiving and her clit being played with. It takes only a couple of minutes for her to tense all over her body, screaming, even if her mouth is busy, pressing herself against Red to have him even deeper until she's spent. Red and Green, feeling her muscles clenching around them, are pushed over the edge at the same time, spilling themselves inside her hot cavities. Sounds of groans and moans fills the cell as they continue to hammer her body until they're totally done.
Drained, she collapses to the ground as they release her, trying to catch their breath.
Kim thinks they're done, but White turns her on her back. He's already sporting a massive erection, playing with it mindlessly.
"Spread your legs for us."
Without delay she displays herself, wide open for their pleasure. The image she creates, a well used, ready to be filled again, only good for sex female is so intense, he lets himself falls on her and slip inside promptly. Having his mouth very close to her face, she can hear all his exhalations, small gasps, and dirty talking. He licks her ear and smells her hair as he continues to ride her body with great enthusiasm.
"Never though I would have so much fun with a female, ever. They're always complaining, 'not tonight'... You, so ready, so wet, so serviceable, I'll be here often, believe me... I'll fill you, I'll drive my cock in you, I'll make you scream. You'll ask for me, beg me to fuck you over and over and over... And... Ah... Spirits...!"
He gasp, driven to ecstasy by her easy, relinquishing body. Pressing his head against her shoulder, he speeds up as he clenches his jaw, groaning through his teeth. She can feel the vibration of his subharmonics through his chest, his tense muscles and taught body as he climax forcefully.
As pleasure recede, he stays in position, licking her neck. He likes to be on her, still inside her available form, as a way to reaffirm his claim on her person. Tasting her skin for the last time, he gets up and collect the pieces of his armor.
Her slit is ever more filled than before, fluid spilling out down her legs, she's the very image of abandonment... He dip a finger in the small puddle forming between her legs and press it inside her mouth, painting her tongue with the liquid.
"This is the taste of sex."
He smiles and walk away, with the others, locking the door behind them.
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