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STAR TREK VOTAGER: TAKEN AND
TRAINED
BY
BLACKNITE13
CAPTAIN KATHRYN JANEWAY,
CHAKOTAY, B’ELANNA TORRES, TOM PARIS, TUVOK, SEVEN OF NINE ARE THE PROPTERY OF
THIS STORY SHOULD NOT BE READ
BY MINORS. IT CONTIANS ADULT THEMES, ABDUTION SLAVERY, BONDAGE AND FORCED SEX.
“Captain, we
are being scanned,” Tuvok said turning back to his commanding officer sitting
in the command seat. Captain Janeway did
not look like your typical officer. She
was a beautiful woman with long red hair that needed to be cut. When not pinned
up it now fell to the middle of her back.
The Star Fleet uniform could not concede her rich full body with her
more than ample bosom and firm round ass.
Janeway looked around the bridge of
her ship the Voyager. Several of the
stations’ lights and monitors were blinking. Chakotay was moving around the
bridge, trying to access if this was a threat. Tom Paris looked nervous but
kept his eyes on the main screen. “What
are they scanning?”
“Everything,” Chakotay said looking
back at the captain. “They are getting
through all our security protocols.
“They are accessing our personal
files,” Tuvok said working the controls at his station. “I am unable to prevent
them access. Their scanners are too
powerful and quite fast. They seem to be only interested in the female
crewmembers. Several files have been
downloaded.”
“Can you detect the source of the scanners?”
Janeway asked feeling nervous that the space hackers were getting into their
systems so easily.
“It is coming from one of the planets
in the system on our starboard,” Tuvok said working even faster. “That is as far as I can track. Their
security systems are superior to ours. I
can’t get an exact location. I am running into a firewall that is impossible to
bypass.”
Suddenly the main screen went black
and then was filled with swirling colors.
Everyone of the bridge watched the dazzling display. A deep male voice began to thunder around the
room.
“Starship Voyager, you have
trespassed into our private space. Our
scans of your files reveal that you are not only a visitor to this Quadrant but
are an inferior race. It is logical to
assume that you are unaware that all space travel through this sector is
forbidden. Needless to say this does not
change the fact you have transgressed against the empire. Under normal circumstances we would destroy
your ship as a warning. But our scans
also reveal you have property that is of value to us. We will take a tribute and allow your ship to
continue on his present course.”
“We apologize for trespassing in your
space,” Janeway said getting more nervous about what they would want for a
tribute. They had taken the files of several female crew members. “We
will be happy…”
Janeway never got to complete her
sentence. She was along with Ensign Taylor,
a young attractive blonde were engulfed in a shimmering purple light. They were wrapped in to sparkling purple bubbles
and then vanished.
“Captain!” Chakotay cried running to
the empty chair. He frantically looked around the bridge. “Tuvok, she’s gone.”
“I can see that sir, so it Ensign
Taylor.” Tuvok said not getting up from his station. He was trying to locate the whereabouts of
the captain but the teleport beam left no readable traces.
“Captain, this is engineering. Chief Engineer Torres and Seven of Nine are
gone! They just vanished in a purple
light.”
Before Chakotay could answer more
calls came in from all the ship. More
crewmembers were missing. Out of the 146 crewmembers on board, thirty were
gone. All were young, attractive
females.
“Apparently their tribute was our
missing female crew members,” Tuvok said stopping his work.
The Voyager was rocked by several
hard knocks. Once again the screen was
filled with the colors and a voice filled the room.
“We have collected our tribute. You may proceed with your voyage home. We assume you are having some thoughts of
rescuing your captain and other crew members.
Do not even consider this. The blasts you just felt were from our defense
systems. They were set on low. We are more than able to destroy your
ship. Move on.
The females now belong to the empire.”
Chakotay grabbed the arm of the chair
when the ship was rocked again. He
looked over at Tuvok who looked down at his screens. “Sir, if we remain here,
the Voyager will be destroyed. I
recommend we leave this area.”
“The captain and other crewmembers,”
Chakotay said. “We just can’t leave.”
“If we don’t, we will die. Logic dictates that our best course of action
is to obey they demands. Once we are out
of range of their weapons and scanners we can plan a different course of
action.”
“We have no choice. Mr. Paris, full ahead.”
Janeway woke up on a white satin
sofa. As her mind and eyes cleared realized Seven of Nine was lying on the sofa
beside her. The ex-Borg looked
different. Janeway shook her head, sat
up and pushed back her long hair, noting the silver bracers on her wrists. The shapely beauty saw her hair was now not only
curlier and thicker reaching all the way down to her ass. Then she noticed she was no longer her
uniform. She was dressed in a white silk
toga that left little to the imagination.
The two strips running up and around her neck barely covered her ample
bosom. The short hem left most of her
bottom uncovered. Thankfully a thong covered most of her crotch. Janeway was almost knocked out by the heavy
perfume someone must have splashed on her.
The shapely redhead stood up and pushed back her flowing hair. Her fingers brushed against something metal
wrapped around her neck. “Good God, I
have been collared.”
Janeway looked around the huge oval
room. It was completely white and the only window was the huge glass dome. The
young captain raised her eyebrow at the pictures on the wall. All were of beautiful females naked and
chained. “Not a good sign.”
The shapely captain slowly turned
around taking in sofas scattered around the room. On each sofa was a sleeping woman dressed in
a toga just like Janeway’s except in various colors. They were all wearing silver collars with gems
of different colors set into them. She
recognized them as crew members except they had been changed in some way. Most now had longer hair while some had
shorter hair.
“Captain, do you have any idea where
we are?”
Janeway turned to face Seven of Nine and
was taken back by the new image. She was
wearing a silver toga and her hair now fell in thick tight curls past her
bottom. The shapely blonde was wearing
heavy eye makeup and bright red lipstick.
But the most startling thing was all her Borg implants were gone. She now looked like a normal sexy young
woman. Janeway noticed a strange tattoo
on the blonde’s butt and glanced around at hers. She had a tattoo but it was of a different
symbol.
“It appears we have been taken
prisoner by someone,” Seven said looking around the room. “I can sense they have made some major
changes in my body. Almost all of my
Borg implants appear to be gone.”
“How do you feel?” Janeway asked
noticing more of the crew was now waking up.
“If you are asking if I am hurt, the
answer is no,” Seven said pushing back her thick curls. “If you are inquiring
do I have emotions? The answer to that
is no. Our captors left the implants
that control my emotions in place. This
long hair is quite annoying. I shall have
to cut it at the first opportunity.”
“I have a feeling that will not be an
option,” Janeway said.
“What the hell is going on?” Torres
snared storming up to Janeway. She was
wearing a black leather toga. Her hair
was a storm of thick tight curls streaked with purple and pink that fell a few
inches past her ass. The half Klingon
was a stunning beauty in spite of the ridges on her forehead. “One second I was upgrading some of our
systems and next thing I wake up here.
Dress like some whore from Gamma 89.”
“Torres, calm down.” Janeway said
glaring at the young officer. She had no time for one of her emotional
explosions. “Apparently we trespassed
into someone’s space and they demanded tribute.”
“Tribute,” Torres snarled. “Are you
saying some perverts just grabbed us and now expect us to be their sex slaves?
I don’t think so?”
“I suspect we have little choice,”
Seven said touching the bracers on her wrists and then her collar. “Our captors appear to have technology that
is far superior to ours. Case in point,
they transported off the Voyager through our shields. Across a vast expansion of space, perhaps
even light years. They have removed most
of my Borg implants and I am still alive.”
“Why would they do that?’ Torres
asked noticing for the first time all of the metal had been remove from Seven’s
face and body.
“I would assume, like this long hair,
they find me more attractive like this”
“That and you can sleep in a bed like
the rest of us.”
“That is a valid point. I suspect my duties will include sexual
relations.”
“Seven, we are sex slaves! Doesn’t
that bother you?”
“I would prefer not to be a sex
slave. If escape does become possible I will attempt it. In the meantime I will have to accept the
situation.”
“So when your master shows up, orders
you on your knees and tells you to start sucking you will?”
“Torres, there is no need to be
crude,” Janeway said seeing no point in letting this go any further.
“It is all right, captain. I am not
offended. As to your question, yes I
will obey. Resistance would be futile.”
Torres was about to let loose when a
door opened. At the same moment their arms were pulled back behind their
backs. The bracers locked together. A powerful shock from their collars sent all
the women to their knees.
Janeway looked up as a tall blue
skinned alien stepped into the room. He
was humanoid in appearance except for the large fin like ears, bright yellow
fish like eyes and long webbed fingers.
He was wearing a toga similar to the ones wore by the ancient
Greeks. It was red with gold trim. A simple gold ring rested on his silver
hair. He smiled revealing very white
teeth. Janeway was tempted to get up but
decide to remain on her knees.
The alien was followed by two similar
aliens except one was shorter and fatter. The other one was slim but older with
bluish silver hair. The head alien
wandered around the room leering over the kneeling women. He stopped in front of Janeway and smiled.
“I am Romulas, high counselor to the
emperor,” Romulas said as he stroked her face and then fingered her hair. “I hope by now you have grasped the fact you
are now slaves of the emperor. Three of
you have been selected to be his personal slaves. A great honor, you will be escorted to him.”
The room was filled with gasps, sobs
and some swearing. Torres was the loudest.
These women fell to the floor when they were shocked by their collars.
“I suggest you learn to be good
slaves,” Romulas said with a smile. “Your collars will punish any form of
disobedience. Your new masters can also
punish you. As I was saying, these three
lucky slaves will be taken to the emperor.
One of you I have selected for myself.”
“I wonder who that is,” Janeway
thought trying to ignore the finger now tracing her face. She fumed when his hand dropped to her breast
and squeezed it.
“One has been chosen to serve the
leader of the Senate,” Romalus said pinching Janeway’s nipple. “The one with the temper will be sent to the
arena. The rest will be given as gifts
or sold at the market. You must learn
now. On our planet, females are nothing more the property. They are bought and sold at the master’s
pleasure or displeasure. Give up all
hope of rescue or escape. You are here to stay.
Learn to be good obedient slaves and your lives will be easier.”
Janeway just knelt there and watched
three of her crew wearing gold togas with red trim taken out by large guards
with black skin and white hair. The
emperor had selected the youngest and most beautiful members of her crew. She fumed when Romulas snapped a silver chain
onto her collar and tugged on it.
“Come slave, walk three paces behind
me and keep your head bowed,” Romulas said.
Janeway started to get up but a shock
sent her to the floor. She looked up, gritting her teeth and keeping the swear
words in her throat.
“When I give you an order or speak to
you will say yes master.” He snapped tugging on her leash. “There will be times
you will say no master but these will be rare, but important thing is you
always address me as master. Do you
understand, Slave Kate?”
“Y-yes master,” Janeway muttered as
she struggled to her feet and bowed her head. She waited for the bastard to get
three steps ahead and then followed.
Seven of Nine looked up as the older
man stepped up and snapped a leash onto her collar, smiled and said. “Come slave.”
“Yes master,” Seven said in her usual
monotone voice, climbed to her feet and following her captain’s lead. The sexy
blonde meekly followed her master out.
It took four powerful shocks and
several lashes from a whip for Torres to get the message. She finally followed her master out with her
head bowed but her thoughts were anything but meek and submissive.
Janeway blinked as she was led out
into a courtyard. She was amazed at the
city she was now living in. The
courtyard was as large as three footballs fields made of polished marble. Several statues of beautiful women kneeling
at the feet of men decorated the court.
The buildings surrounding the courtyard all seemed to be made of
different colors of marble and glass.
The spiraling towers’ tops disappeared into the clouds. There were small flying vehicles of different
shapes and colors whizzing across the sky.
She caught a glimpse of a very fast monorail racing past the
courtyard.
Seven of Nine was being led off by
her master in a different direction then Janeway. The tall blonde slave looked back, simply
raised her eyebrow and continued to meekly follow her new master. Torres was following her master but it was
more of a stiff march. Janeway could see
the angry and fury in her dark eyes. Her
chief engineer just glared at Janeway as she was led off. The red haired slave spotted other
slaves. While they were all young and
beautiful but their different skin colors and body features told the captain
they were from different planets. She
wondered if all the slaves were taken from other planets. It surprised her some of the other slaves
were naked; others only had chains or rope to cover their bodies. While others were dress in different
ways. She was surprised to see a
stunning blonde wearing a white satin dress and bunny ears. Janeway was pushed into the trunk of large vehicle. Apparently slaves didn’t ride up front.
Janeway groaned as she pulled at the
gold bracers holding her against the cold marble wall. When she was brought into the house she was
stripped naked and then lifted onto the wall.
Small silver rings locked around her wrists and ankles. With her arms and legs spread wide, Janeway
now hung on the wall like some a piece of living artwork. She gasped when clamps were put on her
nipples. Four chains with bells now hung
between her huge breasts. The final
insult was a ring gag was forced into her mouth. The bound beauty could do nothing but hang
there with her lips and legs spread wide.
She fumed as Romalus guests began to arrive and wander over to her. Janeway’s face blushed as she was forced to
not only listen to their lewd comments about her body but could do nothing as
her body was played with. More then one guest played with her tits and
pussy. A few even pushed they tongues
into her mouth. Janeway had not choice
but to suck on the tongues filling her mouth.
The party went of for hours. Romalus would drift by, fondle her tits or
kiss on the mouth. Then they play a
game where they tossed different colored balls at her body. The balls broke spilling different creams and
sauces over her flesh. In time the
entire front of her body was coated.
Janeway gasped when Romalus and several guests began to lick the sweet
stuff off her flesh. The bound beauty
moaned as tongues licked and sucked her hot flesh. She was shocked when her pussy began to get
hot and wet. Janeway let off a loud
squeal when Romalus began to lick and suck her pussy. The helpless captain sobbed and twisted as
her tormented her body with his tongue.
It got worst when two men began to suck and lick her tits. Her tits began to swell and tingle from the
lustful sucking. It was more than
Janeway could handle. She squealed in
delight as the licking and sucking made her come.
The game was played several
times. By the time the guests retired to
the other room, Janeway limply hung on the wall, her voluptuous body was sticky
with sweat running off her hot skin in huge beads. She could barely lift her head. Through her half open eyes she noticed one of
her crew crawling behind one of the guests.
The young ensign didn’t even look back.
Then Janeway fainted.
“OW!” Janeway gasped when she landed
on the hard floor. She looked up at Romalus
and was about to curse at him but a sharp shock from her collar closed her
mouth. She sucked in her rage and
struggled up. Her limbs aching from
hanging on the walls but she managed to get onto her knees and bow her head. When he took off the ring gag, Janeway
stretched her aching jaw. “Thank you,
master.”
“Excellent, you are a fast learner,” Romalus
said with a grin. He entwined her
fingers in her hair and pulled her head back.
“I have decided I don’t like the names Katy or Janeway. I can’t call you
captain without laughing. From now on
your name will be Porno.”
Janeway knew the word Porno came from
a Greek word referring to women bought and sold in white slavery. The kneeling beauty wasn’t sure if her new
name had this same meaning or her master was just mocking her. Either way the new name was meant to remind
of her new position in his world and what was expected. Janeway took a deep breath and said,” Thank
for the new name master.”
“Come Porno, it is time for bed and
more training,” Romalus said snapping his fingers. Janeway had done the same to call her
dog. She started to get up. But her
master turned and snarled. “On your hands and knees, don’t think I can’t see
the defiance in your eyes, Porno.”
“Yes master,” Janeway whimpered and
crawled after her master. She followed him out the room, down a long hallway
and into a round room with what looked like a crystal dome for a ceiling. There was a thick feather mattress resting on
top of a marble dais. There was small
room off to one side filled with racks of togas. Off to another side was a sunken tub filled
with soapy water. There only furniture
in the room was a long desk and chair and high chest of drawers. Janeway stayed by the door and watched her
master slip out of his robe. She gasped
at the twelve inches of already stiff cock.
“Come and wash me Porno,” Romalus
said stepping into the tub and settling down.
“Yes master,” Janeway said, crawled
across the room and climbed into the tub.
The hot water felt good and eased some of her aching muscles. The
shapely slave knelt behind her master, looked around and picked up a large
sponge. She soaped it up and began to
wash his back.
“Good, you have strong hands,”
Romalus sighed as his new slave washed his body. He closed his eyes and enjoyed how she was
rubbing his body.
Janeway could only fume as she washed
his entire body, giving special attention to his crotch and ass when
commanded. Then she washed his
hair. The shapely redhead used a small
cup to wash the suds off his body. Then
she washed her own body, very slowly when ordered. She cleaned off the sweat
and sticky stuff. Janeway slowly washed
her boobs for her master and then ducked herself under the water. She came up dripping, her long wet hair dangled
made her look like a wild sexy animal.
Janeway gasped when her arms were pulled back and her bracers locked
together.
Romalus pulled Porno into his arms
and began to kiss her face and neck. He
ran his hands over her rich body, stroking and fondling the soft flesh. He moved his slave so she was now straddling
his lap.
Janeway squirmed in his arms as his
lips and tongue roamed around her face and neck. His fingers rubbing her body felt so
good. She could feel his hard cock
rubbing against her thigh. His mouth
came to hers and Janeway returned his full tongue kiss. A swat on her ass made her begin to grind her
tits against his chest.
Romalus sucked and chewed on his
slave’s mouth, loving the sweetness of it.
His hands grabbed onto her butt and began to fondle it. The alien began to rub his body into hers.
Janeway miserably returned her master
sloppy kisses as she continued to grind herself against him. The bound beauty sighed and leaned back her
head when he kissed down to her neck.
She gasped when he began gnaw on her throat. His hands grabbed onto her boobs and began
to fondle them. Janeway was surprised
how quickly her tits began to throb and swell.
His cock pressing against her body was arousing her even more. It had been so long since she had gotten
laid. Now her sex starved body was
betraying her.
The blue skinned alien sucked and
chewed on her neck while his hands mashed her tits around. He soon kissed and licked down to her soft
mounds and buried his face in the sweet flesh.
“OHHHHHH!” Janeway squealed in
unwanted delight as his mouth began to bite and suck on her tits. His hands squeezed and pinched her soft
flesh. Her body exploded with unbelievable delight
almost making her come. The redheaded
slave licked her lips and began to grind her tits around his face. The swollen mounds of hard flesh were tingling
with sexual energy. “OH, OHHHH!”
Romalus sucked and chewed her massive
tits while roughly fondling them with body hands. He dropped his hands to lift her up and push
her down onto his hard shaft.
“SWEEET JESUSSSSS!” Janeway wailed as
she was impaled on the alien cock making her come at once. His hands returned to her tits and mashed
them together. His mouth wrapped around
on tit and began to chew on it. Janeway
could stop from grinding her body up and down the cock. “OH YESSSSS!”
Romalus sighed and grunted as he
began to thrust his cock all the way into her pussy and out again. He kept chewing on her huge boob while
fingers pinched and twisted them. He was
pleased that his new slave had tight pussy and seemed to enjoy being
fucked. Of course, the sex drug that had
been injected while she was asleep could be the reason she was loving it. Romalus didn’t care. He had wanted the Earth female the moment he
saw her. He wondered how Porno would
feel if it was her image that caused him to order the ship to be raided.
It was normal to scan all ships in
their space but most were left alone.
But he had been in the security room when her face filled one of the
monitors. He used the x-ray function to
see her naked and decided he wanted her.
He gave the order to just take her but then ordered the scan. It there was one beautiful female, there
would be more.
Janeway couldn’t understand why she
was riding the alien cock with full lust.
She bucked and twisted on his lap getting as much pleasure as she could
from it. The bound beauty rubbed her
tits around his face, loving the feel of his hot wet mouth and strong fingers.
She tilted her back and began to whip her hair around. Her moans turned into cries and squeals of
sheer bliss. Her body was on fire and
there was nothing the slave could do to douse the flames.
Romalus own lust filled his body
making thrust his cock deep into her pussy while he gnawed on her tits. He
grabbed onto her firm round ass and began to fondle it.
The two bodies thrashed around in the
tub splashing water everywhere. The
sounds of their love making filled the room.
‘OH GOD!” Janeway screamed when she
had another climax which made her find her master’s lips. She clamped her mouth over his and kissed him
full tongue. She kept grinding into his
cock as she sucked on his tongue. The
bound beauty tugged at the bracers wishing her hands were free so she could run
her hands through his hair and over his body.
Janeway squealed as she came again.
The once proud captain was now lost in a storm of her own lust and
loving it.
The alien master bounced her up and
down on his cock while he swatted her ass.
He hungrily chewed on her lips and tongue as he continued to fuck his
new slave. His cock was aching to come
so he let it.
“YESSSSSSSSSS!” Janeway screamed
pulling back her mouth, leaning back her head and screaming as the hot seed
gave her a wonderful orgasm. She bucked
around on his cock until her climax past.
The ravished slave slumped into her master’s arms, panting and gasping.
Romalus sat there for a few minutes
and then pushed her away. He climbed out of the tub and looked back at his
slave. “Porno, dry me off.”
“Yes master,” Janeway whimpered as
she wearily climbed out the tub. She
felt so ashamed and humiliated. The
shapely redhead looked around and pulled a thick towel off a rack mounted on
the wall. She began to dry her master’s
body, starting with his hair and working down to his feet. Janeway shivered as she worked because her
body was still soaking wet. She only
stopped to push her long hair away from her face.
“Excellent, Porno,” Romalus said.
“You will find my robes in the closet. Bring me the white cotton on.”
“Yes master,” she said with a sob,
her body shaking from the cold. She ran into the closet and found his
robe. Janeway took the robe back and
put it on her master. “How else may I
serve you, master?”
“Dry yourself, make yourself ready to
service me,” Romalus said. “I am famished.”
“Yes master,” Janeway said watching
her leave and realizing she was starving.
She pushed the thoughts of food aside and grabbed a towel. The shapely slave dried herself off. Then she noticed a small dressing table at
the back of the closet. Janeway sat at
the table and picked up a bowl like device.
She put it on head and it buzzed.
In seconds her wet hair was dry and curled. She studied the makeup on the table and
applied it. Janeway purposely made her
eye makeup heavy and her lipstick bright red.
The shapely redhead looked around and stared at the rack of lace and
silk. There was chest of drawers beside
it.
Romalus came in with a plate of fruit
and a glass of juice. He stopped at the
sight of his slave. She was wearing a
red negligee with thin straps with matching thong and garter belts. The fishnet stockings matched her
outfit. Spike heels completed her new
look.
Janeway thought she really did look
like a whore from Gamma 98 but what choice did she have. She bowed her head when her master came
in. “I am ready to serve master.”
The words felt like dirt in her mouth
but any other respond and the collar would have punished her.
“I am still eating,” Romalus snapped
putting the food and drink on the floor.
“It will be long night, eat, drink.
In the future you will make sure you have eaten before you service me.”
“Yes master,” Janeway whimpered at
the back of his head. She dropped to her
knees and gobbled down the food. After
eating, she checked her makeup.
Thankfully she just had to reapply her lipstick. The shapely beauty was on her knees when her
master came back. “I am ready to serve,
master.”
Romalus dropped his robe and lay back
on the bed. He folded his arms behind
his head and smiled. “Let’s see what
your hands and mouth can do with my cock, slave.”
“Yes master,” Janeway moaned and climbed
onto the bed. She knelt down between his legs and reached out for his
cock. The redheaded slave began to rub
his cock and balls. The stunning redhead
pushed back her hair and wrapped his fist around the base. She rolled his balls in the palm of her hand
while rubbing his shaft. After a few
stokes Janeway knew she had no choice.
She lowered her head and began to lick and kiss his cock. Janeway worked her lips up and down the pole
while pumping it.
“Excellent, Porno,” Romalus sighed as
he watched the redhead rub his cock while kissing and licking it. The fingers stroking his balls increased his
pleasure. “I think you will need very
little training.”
Janeway felt her face flush as she
licked down to his balls. She wagged her
tongue over the twin sacs, giving them a good tongue bath. The whole time she rubbed the cock making it
bigger and harder. She let off a low sigh and then wrapped her lips around the
balls.
“Oh yes, well done,” the alien master
gasped as the slave began to suck on his balls.
He sat up so he could watch the beautiful Earth woman slurp on his
sacs. Even the hand rubbing his pole
felt wonderful.
Janeway rolled the balls around her
mouth while lapping her tongue over them.
She had rarely given any man a blowjob.
She always found it distasteful and humiliating. The sexy slave suspected there would be a lot
of blowjobs in her future. Janeway let
the balls slip out her mouth and ran her tongue up the cock, letting her drool
run down it. She rolled and licked the
pole until it was drenched with her spit.
Janeway licked up to the tip, wagged tongue over and spread her
lips. The humiliated captain made her
mouth into a wide oval and pushed the massive cock into her mouth. She gulped it down while sucking on it.
“Yes, yes,” Romalus moaned as he
watched her swallow his cock inch by inch.
He could feel her tongue rolling it while her lips squeezed it. The alien was surprised and pleased when his
slave swallowed his whole cock.
Janeway pushed her face into his
hairy crotch and sucked on it with loud slurps. After a few seconds she pulled
back, still gulping on it while stroking with her tongue. She wagged her tongue over the tip and pushed
it back in again. This time all the way
into her throat, holding it there until her head began to spin. Janeway pulled back and then back to pump the
cock in and out with increasing speed.
Romalus gasped as he watched the
redhead bob up and down on his cock. Her
loud grunts and slurps were music to his ears.
Her fingers were still fondling his balls and rubbing the base of his
cock. His cock grew and ached but he
wasn’t ready to come yet.
The kneeling captain pumped the cock
in and out of her mouth. She sucked on
harder and harder, trying to make the bastard come. Janeway pushed back her long hair again,
wishing she could cut it. She was now
grunting as she slurped on the cock.
“Take it out, slave. I want to come
in your on your face and tits!” Romalus gasped as his cock came.
Janeway pulled the cock out and held
it. She closed her eyes as the hot seed splattered onto her face and tits. She shocked how much cum sprayed out. It felt like her face and tits were coated
with the sticky stuff.
“Well done, Porno,” Romalus laughed
as he lay back and smiled. “Now, lick it off.”
“Yes master,” Janeway said her face
blushing with anger, shame and humiliation.
She ran her tongue around her lips, licking in the sweet stuff. She used her finger to wipe off more cum from
her face and tits. She licked the
clean. The once proud captain kept
wiping off the seed and sucking off her finger.
Janeway wondered if this was really going to be her life from now
on. Nothing more than a fuck toy for
some alien pervert.
Seven of Nine meekly walked behind
her new master. It was all an act, she
felt no humiliation or anger it was just the logical thing to do. When they came outside the tall blonde was
surprised at the contrast of planet’s culture.
The tall buildings, flying cars and the way in which they were abducted
reflected a very advanced technology.
The collar she had surmised was more than just a silver band wrapped
around her neck. Since it punished them
for any unacceptable action or word, the silver bands must be tapped into their
brains some how. They didn’t get
punished for bad thoughts which told her the power of their collars was
limited. Yet with all this advanced technology the men from this advanced race
still wore togas that any Greek and Roman would have worn.
Another interesting thing she noted
was there were females with slaves. Not male slaves, females. Seven wasn’t surprised to see female slaves
from other planets. She suspected the crew
of the Voyager was not the first to be abducted. The shapely blonde was neither shocked nor
embarrassed by some of the slave bodies being barely covered, in some cases
completely naked.
When they came to a large car, Seven
obediently climbed into the trunk and lay back.
She had observed other slaves doing this. The ex-Borg suspected this was a practice to
remind the slave of her place in this society.
They were nothing more property so they rode in the trunk along with all
the other baggage.
After a short ride, Seven was let out
the trunk and taken into a large white house with pillars and mirror pond in
front. Her master led her into a foyer
where a young black slave with pink hair dressed in leather. The costume was nothing more than three
strips red leather that covered her crotch and nipples. The slave bowed and asked how she might
serve her master.
“I shall be in the bedroom for the
rest of the day.” he asked. “I assume all is ready?”
“Yes my master, all as you requested,”
the slave meekly said.
“I won’t need you for the rest of the
day. I will want my evening meal at the
usual time.”
“Yes master,” She said and walked
off.
Seven followed her new master up a
winding staircase and into a large room.
There was a round bed in front of a massive window that gave an
incredible view of the city. There was an
overstuffed chair in by the window. A desk with a chair was set up in another
corner. The blonde slave raised one
eyebrow when she saw what looked like pull up bar and a device made of gold
bars. The device had rounded sides and
four bars connecting the rings. She
noted tall wide cabinet with rope, shackles, gags and other bondage devices. Seven had no reaction to all this. She simply accepted the fact her new master
was into the bondage. Seven would just
have to get use to being tied up.
“My name is Torlas,” he said sitting down on the bed. “You will not call me that. I am will be called
master.”
“Yes master,” Seven said remembering
all the data she had on master slave relations and correct interaction between
slaves and masters.
“It may surprise you that I picked
you because you were once a Borg,” Torlas said with a smile. “And that you had the most amazing body. Huge
tits and that ass, I know my crudeness doesn’t shock you.”
“No master, it does not,” Seven said
surprised he knew about the Borg.
“That’s why I picked you. You have already rationally figured out that
escape is impossible and accepted your fate.
You will be my meek little slave because it is the logical thing to
do. Let’s be honest, as a Borg you were
use to taking orders and obeying them. Be totally submissive.”
“It was not like that but I can see
why you would think it was.” Seven said pushing back her incredibly long
hair. The long golden curls were
annoying.
“You don’t like your long hair? I had
them lengthen and put some curl into it.
I think it makes you look so much sexier.”
“Master, it is not my place to say. As my master you have total control over my
appearance. As the slave, my only option
is to accept it and obey.”
“So logical without a hint of
emotion, not even in the eyes. I am
told your name was Seven of Nine. That
doesn’t work for me. Since you are not
going to be a house slave, no cleaning and cooking for you. You are sex
slave. You are going to be doing a lot
more fucking and sucking and getting tied up.
While reading the files from your ship I came across the word slut. I think that word reflects your new life
here. So from this moment you will be Slut.
What is you new name slave?”
“My name is Slut, master,” Seven said
thinking the name was somewhat fitting.
It really didn’t matter what her master called her. She had accepted the fact her master was
going to humiliate her.”
“Now lets play, take off your toga,” Torlas
said rubbing his hands together. “Do it
slowly.”
“Yes master,” Seven said finding her
hands were free. Could these bands have
telepathic powers? It was something to consider. The tall blonde unfastened her toga and
slowly pulled it down.
Torlas licked his lips as her large
round mounds of soft flesh were uncovered.
Then her flat belly and slender hip.
Then the firm round ass. Then the
down her long shapely legs. He smiled as
tossed it aside and waited. He got up,
slipped out of his own toga and walked up to his new slave. He cupped her boobs and began to squeeze
them.
Seven gasped when a slight tingling
when through her body. She was surprised
and shocked to find her body was responding to his touch. The shapely blonde could feel her tits begin
swell. This was not logical. The few
times she had made love, it had been pleasant. This was something new.
“Something wrong, slut?” Torlas
whispered into her ear and then began to kiss her neck. He continued to play with her tits using his
fingers to pinch her nipples. “You are
enjoying this?”
“I am confused,” Seven panted as her
tits began to swell even more. She was
enjoying the feel of his wet mouth kissing and licking her skin. The shapely slave clamped her legs together
when a warm wetness began to form between her legs. “This is not logical.”
“You see, Slut, I had them leave your
emotions in check but increased your sexual drives and a nice little sex drug
for fun,” Torlas said as he kissed down to her tits. “Your body will not only become aroused
faster and you will enjoy it. But your
logical mind will hate it. I thought it
would be an interesting conflict between mind and body.”
“OHHHH!” Seven gasped aloud when her
master began to suck on one of her tits.
His hands rubbed and pinched her soft mounds that were now
throbbing. His every touch sent waves of
pleasure through body. There was a fire
between her legs that she had never felt before. Seven closed her eyes and tried to regain
control of her body.
Torlas sucked and chewed on the huge
boobs while mashing around her chest. He
was soon running his tongue over the twin mounds letting his drool coat them.
“This can’t be happening,” Seven
panted as her body became hotter and hotter.
Her breasts felt like them had swollen to twice their size. She could feel her body juices running down
her thighs. “Oh please…more.”
“Not yet,” Torlas laughed as he
stepped back and selected a cord of gold rope from his cabinet. He pulled his
slaves arms back. He bound her wrists to
her elbows and wound it around her body.
He wrapped the cords over and under her boobs. Then he wrapped it around
her neck and through the valley between her tits twice.
Seven gasped when he pulled the rope
tight around her breasts. She let off louder gasp when he ran the rope between
her legs and across her pussy. The rope
slip right into her slit, giving her unexpected pleasure. She felt him tight it off around her
arms. The bound beauty let him lead her
over to the pull up bar.
Torlas helped her lie back and then
clamped two silver bracers around her ankles.
He stood up and went to the bar and pressed a small button.
Seven gasped when she was pulled up.
The bracers locked onto the bar. The
bound blonde found herself upside down with her legs spread wide. The ex-Borg was shocked to find this was
arousing. She wondered how much they had
changed in her body. Then her master’s
cock was right in her face.
“You know what do, Slut?” Torlas
laughed with his hands on his hips. Her
pussy was right in front of his face but that was for later.
“Yes master,” Seven said remembering
all she had read of on sexual activities.
She licked her lips and then began to lick her master’s cock and balls. The world was upside down for the bound
beauty but all she could see was the huge cock and balls in her face. The shapely blonde tugged the ropes which
tighten and to her surprise gave a wave of pleasure. Seven pushed her tongue out and rolled it around
the twin sacs. She began to let her spit
drip over the balls.
Torlas moaned as his new slave gave
his balls an incredible licking. He
gasped when the blonde slut wrapped her lips around his balls and began to suck
on them. He grabbed onto her ass and
rubbed, loving the feel of her soft flesh.
Seven gobbled on the balls with loud
slurps ignoring the drool running down her face. She rolled her tongue over the sacs. The ex-Borg let off a very long moan. She wasn’t use to these feelings and tried to
control them.
“Slut, time to take care of my cock,”
Trolas moaned as he began to kiss and lick her inner thigh. He dug his finger into her ass and squeezed
her cheeks.
“Yes master,” Seven gasped after
letting the balls slip out of her mouth.
She kissed and licked up her long pole.
She wrapped her tongue around the cock and let her drool run down his
balls and face. The helpless blonde
worked up and down the cock. Finally she
kissed up to the tip, spread her lips and pushed the cock all the way in. She was surprised when her nose pushed into
his crotch. Seven had gotten the cock
all the way in. She began to suck on the cock with loud slurps.
“Oh yes, you are a slut,” Torlas
sighed as the hot wet mouth sucked on his cock.
He closed his eyes and enjoyed the tongue and lips caressing his
pole. The alien tugged on the rope
stretched across her pussy, making his slave squeal. “You can’t wait to be fucked.”
“MPHHH!” Seven squealed as the rope
rubbed the slit of her pussy sending waves of pleasure through her body. She pulled against the ropes trying to
increase her pleasure. The bound Borg was convinced they had made major changes
in programming as she hungrily sucked on the cock. She eagerly pumped the cock in and out her
mouth, grunting and moaning as she did.
“OH! OH!” Torlas panted as the alien
gobbled on her cock making harder and harder.
He began grind his cock deep into her mouth while he rubbed the cock
across the pussy. He smacked his lips
and began to lick and suck on the twat.
“MMMMMPHHHH!” Seven wailed as she
came. Her whole body shook with ecstasy.
She let of a sigh of sheer bliss as she caressed the cock with her
tongue and mouth. Drool began to run
down her face but she didn’t care.
“MMMMMMM!”
“Coming!” Torlas gasped as he
unloaded his cock into her mouth.
“MPHHH!” Seven squealed as her mouth
filled with his sweet seed. She
swallowed the sweet seed but some still dribbled down her face. The helpless Borg didn’t care she just kept
sucking. But even as she sucked, Seven
was thinking she really needed to be fucked and fucked hard.
A short time later Seven found
herself bound to the gold device. She
was bent over a padded bar in-between the two rings. Her arms were pulled up and back. Her wrists bound to the top of the rings with
red cord. Her knees and ankles were
bound to the device. The helpless
beauty’s body was bent over with her tits thrust out. Her ass was pushed up and her legs spread
wide. Seven squirmed as her new master
attached placed twin cups of soft plastic around her tits. She gasped when they began to squeeze her
boobs. Seven kissed her master when he
pushed his tongue into her mouth.
Torlas kissed her over and over then
moved behind the bound beauty. He gave
the firm round ass a couple of swats and then pushed his cock into her hot wet
pussy.
“AHHHHH!” Seven squealed when the
cock pushed into her throbbing pussy. The ex-Borg couldn’t believe she had come
so fast. She was soon gasping and
moaning in delight as the alien ravished her body. The cups crushing her tits
felt so good and increased her pleasure.
“OHHHNOOOOO!”
“Ah my slave is really what you would
call a slut,” Torlas panted as he kept pumping his cock in and out with all his
lust. He began to run his hands over her
full rich body, pinching and slapping it.
He closed his eyes and savored the tight wetness of her pussy.
“OH! OHHHHH! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO
MEEEEEE!” Seven wailed as she came like a thunderbolt. She arched up and shook her head trying to
use her cool logical mind to regain control of her body. But the cock fucking
her and the cups mashing her tits were driving her toward more orgasms. “I DON’T UNDERSTAND...AWWWW!”
“This is just what I wanted,” Torlas
laughed as he buried his cock into her tight pussy making his new slave come
again. He reached around, pulled the
cups off her tits and grabbed them with both hands. At the same time he began
to kiss and nibble the back of her neck.
“Your mind and body are in conflict. You want to remain cool and calm
but your body wants more and more.”
“YES! YES! MOREEEEE!” Seven screamed
as she came again and again. For the
first time in her life, tears filled her eyes and the bound blonde wept with
loud sobs. The ravished beauty sobbed
and screamed as the alien continued to ravish her. Seven was confused when the cock pulled
out. She tried to calm her lust filled
body. Seven blinked away the tears and
tried to focus. It was important that
she be in control. The bound blonde
wailed when the cock pushed into her ass.
“OH NO! NOT THATTTTTTTTT!”
“Your ass is so tight, I suspect your
have not been fucked in before,” the alien grunted as he worked his cock all
the way in and held it. He savored the
tightness of it and then began to fuck it with the same he just fucked her
pussy. Once again he grabbed onto her tits and bit her neck.
“UGH! UGH! UGH!” Seven sobbed and
wailed as the cock reamed out her ass.
The first strokes had hurt badly but slowly the pain fade and pleasure
flooded her body. The ravished beauty
squealed on sheer bliss as she came. Seven’s body became so hot sweat began to run
off it. Her long hair began to stick to
her face and body. The young blonde had
never felt anything like this. Her
computer like mind couldn’t grasp the idea that her own body was betraying
her. An orgasm slammed into her body
making her scream her lungs out. Seven
realizing what her new life was going to be like. The ex-Borg hated and loved the idea being a
sex slave.
Hours later Seven was lying on the
cold floor twisting around as two vibrators tormented her hot sweaty body. The young blonde was tied with red
cords. The rope was wrapped around her
elbows, wrists, thighs, knees and ankles.
Her ankles were pulled up and tied to her wrists. The bound beauty grunted and sobbed as she
sucked on the rubber cock pushed into her mouth. It was held in by tape.
Torlas sat on his sofa sipping a cold
drink and nibbling on some fruit as he watched his hogtied slave squeal and
squirm around on the floor. “Oh Slut, we
are going have good times together. This
is just beginning of our fun relationship.
“AHHHHHH!” Seven screamed as she came
again. She sobbed at the idea of being
nothing more than a toy to play with.
The bound blonde suspected that in time her mind would be broken and she
would being nothing but a meek sex crazed slave. The ex-Borg screamed as she came again.
Torres had been shoved into the back
of van. It was short ride to a gigantic building that looked a lot like the old
Roman coliseum except it was made polished white marble and dark glass. Two huge black men in leather pulled the
bound beauty down into a hallway. She
stumbled along the halls until they came to a long room filled with cages. Every cage was filled with a young beautiful
woman. Most were naked other were wore
togas like hers or just chains. Torres
was pushed into one the cages and screamed when they locked her in. “I will never be your slave!”
The proud beauty squealed when her
collar shocked her for being disobedient.
She dropped to her knees until the pain stopped. Torres spit on the floor and then sat against
the cold bars, wondering what was going to happen to her.
After several hours, a guard walked
up. He tossed a whip and trident into the cage.
Torres looked at the weapons and then looked around as her cage began to
rise. A few seconds later her cage
popped up in the middle field of the coliseum.
Torres looked around at the thousands of spectators filling the
seats. Her keen eyes spotted cameras
mounted around the field. So millions
more were watching the game she was about to play. She gasped when she saw three of crew members
kneeling at the feet of a handsome man with a crown. Gold chains were wrapped
around their rich full bodies but didn’t nothing to cover their huge tits. Two had blonde hair and another green. Their hair fell in tight curls down to their
waists. The young slaves looked
defeated. Just behind the emperor was
Janeway kneeling by her master. Her
captain’s body was barely covered by what looked like several gold leaves that
seemed to magically stay in place. Her
long red hair was pinned and twisted into elaborated hair style. Torres couldn’t believe how defeated her
captain looked.
Suddenly her cage door opened. Torres
saw another cage appeared and it door opened.
A tall black female’s hourglass body that was barely covered by chain
links and a leather belt. Several leather thongs daggled from her belt. Long yellow curls fell down around her
beautiful face. She held up a net and
long pole with a leather loop on the end.
The crowd cheered as she tuned around.
“DAX! DAX! DAX!”
“This bitch is popular,” Torres said
picking up her weapons and stepping out her cage. She glanced back when cage sunk back into the
ground. A long scream made Torres whirl
around. She unrolled the whip and
gripped her trident. The young beauty
crouched down and waited. She was half
Klingon but had done very little hand to hand combat.
Dax whipped the net around and around
watching her foe. She could tell the young warrior knew something about fighting
but not in this place. This was her game
and she knew how to play. Five years a
slave and not once had she been humiliated before the crowd. A smile spread across her face as side
stepped and then threw the net over her foe. As she expected the girl jumped to the left to
avoid the net. Dax thrust out the pole
out with all her strength.
“OAFFFF!” Torres grunted as the pole
slammed into her gut sending her back onto her ass. She was stunned but not out. The young beauty saw the black warrior coming
in for the kill. Torres lashed out the
whip and threw the trident.
The black warrior spun away as the
trident flew just past her head. Dax
swore as the leather lashed across her back. She ignored the pain, pivoting, scooped up a
handful of sand and threw it into the bitch’s face.
Torres swore as she wiped the sand
from her eyes. Still half blind Torres threw out the whip again.
Dax was caught off guard by the whip
wrapping around her knees and dropped her pole.
Torres pulled the whip back making her
opponent fall back. The half Klingon charged
the black warrior and landed on top of Dax. Having no weapon she began to hit
the warrior over and over.
Dax grunted as the fist kept slamming
her face. She clenched her fists and
brought them up with full force, hitting the bitch’s head.
“OW!” Torres gasped from the pain but
kept swing. Too late she saw the knee
come up and hit her in the kidney. The
pain shot through her all body.
Dax rolled her whole body until she
was on top but her foe kept moving but she had no choice to roll off. She leapt back and grabbed her pole.
Torres saw Dax grabbing her weapon and
charged. The shapely beauty hit the
warrior with her whole body and slammed her to the ground. The crowd cheered as she punched the bitch
twice.
The black warrior took the punches as
she flipped the slave off. She rolled
away, swung the pole and got the leather loop around her foe’s neck. She yanked it tight.
“UGHH!” Torres gasped as her air was
cut off. The dark haired beauty grabbed
the pole with both hands and pushed it forward with all her strength.
“AW!” Dax gasped as the pole slammed
into her gut making her lose her grip on the pole. The black warrior grunted as she was hit in
the head with her own weapon. The bitch
was trying to get the loop off her neck.
Das swore and grabbed the trident.
Torre managed to get the leather off
and saw the bitch coming at her with the trident. She waited and then spun around. The young beauty brought the pole down on
Dax’s back. Torres laughed when she hit
the ground. Too late the handle of the
trident hit her in the back of the knees.
She rolled away as the three points came right at her, losing her grip
on the pole.
Dax flung the weapon and grabbed her
pole. She spun it around her head and waited.
Torres ducked the flying trident and
grabbed the net. The shapely beauty was breathing hard and knew she had to end
this. She moved toward the warrior,
spinning the net.
The black warrior watched the net and
knew the slave was getting tired. She faked
a charge and then jumped back when the young beauty to threw the net. She watched the net and then let it sail it
over her head. She thrust up the pole and caught the net. The black warrior tossed the net aside but at
the same time tried to sweep the feet of her foe. This was a fake attack. She knew the slave would jump.
Torres jumped over the pole was about
to tuck and roll. Out of nowhere the
loop from the pole wrapped around her neck and pulled tight. Torres gasped for
air as she clawed at the leather wrapped around her neck. Suddenly a fist slammed into her jaw sending
stars through her head. The next blow stunned her.
The warrior used the pole to keep the
girl down as she pushed her knee into her back. She kept the slave down, now excited and
looking forward to real fun. She could
hear the crowd cheering and knew what they wanted. She pulled one of the long strips of leather
from her belt and then yanked back one of her arms. Dax twisted her other hand back. She
skillfully pulled back Torres arms back, lashing her elbows together. Her upper arms and wrists were soon tied.
“NOOOOO!” Torres snarled as she was
expertly tied. She grunted when the warrior grabbed her by her long hair,
pulled her head back and took the leather off her neck. She swore as the bitch pulled her to her feet
and paraded her around the arena. At one
point her toga ripped open freeing her large breasts. She held in front of the emperor, who turned
his thumbs down. Torres wasn’t afraid to die. It would be better than ending up
like Janeway and Seven. Both were now
meek little slaves fucking and sucking their masters on command.
“To the victor goes the spoils,” the
warrior laughed and then kissed the girl full on her lips. She used her other
hand to mash her tits around.
“MMMPH!” Torres sobbed as she was
forced to kiss the bitch full tongue while her tit was pinched. It suddenly hit her, that she was not going to
be killed but raped in front of the crowd and TV audience. The shapely beauty gasped when the hand grabbed
her crotch and began to rub it. She was
shocked how quickly her pussy got hot and wet. It was all too much. Torres wondered if they had done something to
her body like slip her a sex drug.
“Now we will have some real fun,” Dax
said as she ran her tongue up and down her face. She pinched and squeezed her tit while
rubbing the pussy. Then she slipped two
fingers into her pussy, not surprised how wet it was. Dax knew the masters had injected her with a
powerful drug that would arouse any female to the point of madness.
“YOU BITCHHHHHH!” Torres squealed as
the warrior finger fucked her. Her tits
were swelling from the rough fondling. Even the tongue slobbering over her face
felt good. The young warrior panted and moaned as she was ravished. It was all
made worst by cheering crowd. “NOT LIKE
THISSSSSS!”
“Exactly like this slave,” Dax
laughed as she worked her fingers around the hot wet twat, loving the feel of
it. This made her kiss and lick the
struggling slave. She gave one of her tits and good pinch.
“OW!” Torres sobbed as her nipple was
pinched and pulled. She twisted and turned trying get away from the hands and
mouth. The bound beauty tugged at the leather binding her arms but they just
seem to get tighter. Torres kept
twisting her face around to avoid the mouth and tongue slobbering on it. She squealed when another finger pushed into
her pussy. “I WILL KILL YOUUUUUUUU!”
“That's a good slave come for your
masters,” the black warrior said pulling her down onto the ground. She reached over and grabbed the whip and
held the handle in front of her captive’s face. “This is more than a whip,
slave.”
“What the hell!” Torres gasped when
Dax twisted the handle of the whip. The lash and sides of the handle fell off revealing
long red dildo with dimples. Her eyes
almost popped out her head when the nasty sex toy began to spin. The bound beauty screamed and swore as the
bitch moved it toward her crotch.
“I told you it was more than a whip,”
Dax laughed as she pushed the rubber cock into the wet pussy. She held the bound slave down when she arched
up and squealed in a mixture of horror and delight. “That’s good slave, put on a good show.”
“AWWWWW!” the helpless beauty
screamed as the dildo was pumped in and out of her throbbing pussy. Torres struggled to get free as the sex toy
made her body hotter and hotter. The
bitch’s hand was squeezing and twisting her tits. She shook her head hating and loving the feel
of the wet tongue lapping over her face and neck. The helpless beauty wailed as she was forced
to come. Torres couldn’t understand why her body was betraying her. She enjoyed sex but not like this. The Klingon beauty screamed as she came
again. “OHGODDDDD!”
“You are loving this,” Dax laughed as
she worked the toy around the pussy while she pinched and twisted her
tits. She waited for the dumb slave’s
face to turn and she clamped her mouth over her lips.
“MMPHHHH!” Torres sobbed as she was
forced to kiss the bitch full tongue.
She couldn’t stop herself from sucking on the tongue. She clamped her
legs around the dildo and began to grind her pussy against it. She was rewarded with an orgasm which made
her arch up. She heard the crowd cheer
and laugh. Tears filled her eyes but she
kept pushing against the sex toy and returning the full tongue kiss. “MPHH!”
Janeway could only knelt there and
watch her friend get ravished. Her hands were locked together by her
bracers. She received as small shock
from her collar. When her master pulled
her lips to hers and she kissed him. Like a good slave she returned his kiss.
“The people want more,” Dax hissed as she pulled the slave up and
marched her across the arena. “So we
must give them more.”
“No, no, what have you done to me,”
Torres sobbed as she dragged over toward a two poles with a cross bar that
risen out the ground. She whimpered as
the warrior bent her over the bar and lashed her waist to it. “I will not be used like this!”
Dax raised her arms and waved to the
crowd and pointed to the large black man who was walking toward the bound
slave. The tall black female moved in
front of the slave. “Time for my fun!”
“Go to hell, bitch,” Torres sobbed as
she watched the huge man as he pulled off her toga and revealed a massive
cock. She whimpered as the beast moved
behind her and felt his hands on her ass. “Don’t even!”
Traxx was Dax’s owner and trainer and
a well known performer in the arena. He
loved this part and was considering buying this usual slave but her wanted to
try her out. He spread her ass and
shoved his fourteen inches of hard cock in.
“AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!” Torres screamed
as her cherry ass was impaled on the monster cock. She twisted and turned but there was no
escaping the pole. The helpless slave sobbed when his hand began to swat her
ass. “OW! OW! OW!”
Dax watched her master fucked the
alien slave before putting the whip back together. Then with a wicked smile she whipped the huge
tits.
“OHGODDDDD!” Torres wailed and sobbed
as she butted fucked, spanked and whipped.
She gasped each time the cock pushed into her ass. She yelped as the
hand kept spanking her burning ass and the leather stung her boobs. Huge tears flooded her eyes and ran down her
face. “OW! OW! PLEASE STOPPPP!”
“Slave, like my slave’s pussy!” Traxx
snapped as he spanked her ass. He
stopped, grabbed her hair and pulled her face up. “DO IT!”
Torres sobbed as Dax’s crotch
appeared in front of her face. It was
pushed into face. The bound beauty knew
she had no choice and began to lick the yellow curls. Torres squealed and whimpered as the long
hard cock kept ramming into her ass. She
stopped licking for a second and got a swat.
The crowd cheered and laughed as they
watched the alien slave ravished and humiliated. Janeway’s face burned with
anger and shame as the show went on and on.
She received several shocks which amused her master. The redhead whimpered as her face was pulled
over to his crotch. She meekly wrapped
her lips around the cock and began to suck like a good slave.
Torres was in a nightmare of lust and
pain yet she kept licking the pussy with loud slurps and sob. She let off a loud grunt each time the cock
plowed onto her aching ass. The bound
beauty could feel sweat literally dripping off her body. As Torres continued to get ass fucked and
lick the hot wet pussy, she wondered if this was going to be her life. Fighting in this place and if she lost
getting raped and abused. The ravished
beauty screamed as she came.
Traxx growled and laughed as he
reamed out the tight ass. He looked up and saw a lash sailing toward him. He
caught it and began to whip the ass and back of the slave. “Pain and pleasure
are your life now!”
“AW! AW! AUGHHHHH!” Torres sobbed and
wailed as the leather stung her soft flesh.
She grunted as the long hard pole pumped in and out giving unexpected
pleasure. The bound beauty lapped the
pussy, drinking in the juices splashing into her face. Poor Torres came again
with a muffled scream. “MPHHHHH!”
Dax gasped and moaned in sheer bliss
as the alien licked her pussy. The tall black warrior came with a long
scream. She ran her hands over her huge
tits, kneading and pinching them. The
roar of the crowd made her even hornier.
Traxx began to fuck her with long
hard strokes. He whipped her body even harder as he did. The huge black man felt himself about to any
pulled out his cock. He laughed as he
sprayed his seed over the ass and back of the bound beauty. Traxx gave her ass a couple of more swats and
stepped back. He walked around the arena
and then pointed to a young man standing by one the gates.
The steward laughed and jumped up and
down. Then he ran down onto the field and over to the helpless alien. He waved to the crowd and grabbed her
hips. Then he pushed his cock into her
pussy.
“UGHHHH!” Torres gasped as the cock
filled her hot wet pussy. This made her suck in a mouthful of juices. Suddenly the pussy was gone and the ravished
slave panted. She whimpered as Traxx
selected a fat man from audience.
The fat man jogged down the bound
beauty, pulled up his toga and whacked her face with his already stiff cock. He
waved to the crowd as he grabbed a fistful of hair. He yanked on the thick locks and then pushed
his cock into her wide mouth.
“MMMPH!” Torres sobbed as the cock
pushed into her throat. A painful tug on her hair and then a slap made her
begin to suck. The bound beauty’s eyes
flooded with tears as she slurped on the cock, squealing the other cock fucked
her with quick strokes.
Janeway was licking the cum off her
master’s cock when she saw more and more men running down to Torres. It was a
brief look because her master pulled her up beside her. She began to kiss him when commanded but the
sounds of the gangbang below filled her ears.
Torres wept and squealed as she was
forced to suck and fuck the two men. Out of the corner of her eye she could see
more and more aliens were lining up. The
bound beauty whimpered at the thought of serving all these bastards.
It was hours before Torres was tossed
into her cage, her body drenched with cum and sweat. She collapsed to the floor, not having the
strength to climb onto her cot. The
ravished beauty let sleep take her and prayed this was all a nightmare.
A YEAR LATER…
Janeway aka
Porno meekly washed her master’s back, using her hands and tits. The meek and obedient slave only had distant
memories of being the captain of a space ship.
The months of bondage, fucking, sucking and some whipping had broken
her. All that matter now was she kept
her master happy. When her master
turned, Janeway planted her pussy on his hard cock and clamped her mouth over
his. She happily began to kiss and fuck
him.
Seven now known as Slut brushed out
her long golden curls. She checked her heavy purple eye makeup and
lipstick. Like always her cool logical
mind tried to calm her body. It seemed
like her pussy was always hot and wet.
The shapely blonde loved and hated it.
Slut heard her master come into the bedroom and dropped to her
knees. “Oh master, how can I serve you?”
The once emotionless Borg licked her
lips as she watched his cock toward her.
She wanted to be fucked but sucking it would do for now.
Torres came down the winding
staircase, smiling as one of her masters walked by and swatted her ass. She was wearing an outfit made of silver,
gold and white pearls that really didn’t cover her huge tits and pussy. Her hair now fell to her knees in tight
curls, streaked with gold and silver. The
ex-engineer now worked in one of the private clubs. She had been bought right after her second
fight. Now she spent her days and night
servicing some of the most powerful men in the city. She had even fucked and sucked the emperor
twice.
Torres wandered around the different
rooms, smiling and kissing the members, always asking how she could serve them.
Her hot Klingon and
An old fat man came up and patted her
on the ass. Torres took his hand and led
him up to one of the rooms. She knew
this one well. The shapely beauty could
look forward some spanking, ass fucking and a blowjob. Her mouth watered at the idea of having a
cock in her mouth.
Back on the Voyager all the lose
females were entered into the log as missing in action. It continued its voyage home, leaving the
helpless woman to their fate.
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