“She needs to be claimed,” Boss says, looking at me with the eyes of a Minotaur fresh from battle. “If she doesn’t smell like us, if there’s no word that she’s been taken, they’ll keep trying. She needs to be bred. Now. Only way to keep her safe.”
“He’s right,” Kronos says. They’re all talking to each other. Not to me. I’m not part of the discussion as to whether or not I get fucked.
Sharp picks me up and seats me on the table. His hand slides between my thighs and I feel a light but insistent pressure over my clit. I am wearing leggings. The material is thin and slick and the ridges of his scaled fingers are quite detectable over the sensitive bud of my clit.
I blush as I realize how swiftly and easily I am handled by these creatures, and moan as my clothing is removed. I am going to be exposed and fucked in front of a whole bar, and there’s nothing I can do about it because it’s for my own safety.
“Settle, pet,” he murmurs in my ear. “Relax and enjoy this. Let me discover you.”
He’s terrifying, but also kind of charming.
My leggings are split down the middle and my pussy is exposed. I am dripping with desire as Sharp makes a dominant yet gentle effort to learn my body.
“This little nub brings you great pleasure, doesn’t it,” he says, circling it gently with the pad of his thumb. I try to close my legs out of some desire to hide myself from the eyes of the world, or at least the bar. He eases them back open firmly, and Kronos holds one leg, while Boss holds the other. I am spread and I am teased. When I look down, I can see the alien’s fingers on my pussy. I am soft and pink and I have a few curls of dark hair down there. The hue of his skin is closer to blue and the scales keep rubbing over my clit.
Every time I try to pull my legs closed, they tug them back open again and he continues the slow tease of my pussy, running his finger down to the entrance of my body, which is pooling with desire.
“Very pretty,” Boss growls, moving his massive head closer to my ear. His presence is massive and it could be intimidating, but I am turned on. Fear turns me on, I’m learning. I was frightened when the trolls came, and I was frightened a different sort of way when these three killed them and now I am scared in a new way. Vulnerability comes in many forms.
“They’re looking,” I whimper.
“Yes,” Sharp says. “They are. They’re looking, and they’re seeing who you belong to. They’re learning that you have been taken, marked, and bred.”
“Marked?”
I feel a sharp, swift pain on my neck, nice and low where the muscle meets my throat. Kronos just bit me, swift and hard enough to make the skin redden and almost bleed. Under any other circumstances, that would hurt like hell. With Sharp toying with my pussy, it feels more like a harsh flush of pleasure.
I whimper in response, and feel the warm, slightly raspy surface of a tongue running over the spot he just bit.
Sharp slides his fingers inside me. I am soaked. So much wetter than I ever remember being before. I want him so badly I can hardly contain the moan that resonates through me. But Sharp is not the first of the three aliens to fuck me.
The bull takes his place between my legs, my thighs spread wide by Kronos and Sharp, each of whom hold and caress a calf.
“No, not him, he’s huge…”
“We’re all huge, baby,” Kronos murmurs in a way that is probably supposed to soothe me, but does anything but. I am going to be stretched to oblivion today. I don’t know how I am going to take one alien cock, let alone three of them.
“No…” I whisper. Then…
“Holy fucking…”
Boss has freed his cock and it is huge. At least ten inches long, and girthier than any appendage I’ve ever seen before. It is red and rock hard, and throbbing.
He lets the length of the shaft rest over my pussy, an act that feels good, but only makes me freak out more because of how much bigger and longer and generally disproportionate his member is.
“I can’t take that!”
The head is tapered, the only small mercy designed by nature operating on a planet where females are bigger, stronger, and no doubt more resilient. I am going to be ripped apart by this thing.
“Relax,” Sharp says.
“Breathe,” Kronos instructs.
Boss runs the head of his cock along my pussy, and I feel my body reacting with instincts honed over millennia. My species was made to be fucked, and everything in my flesh knows how to make that happen.
My pussy is yearning to be filled, and I am helpless in the moment. These aliens are determined to claim me, use me, and make me theirs in a way all others will always acknowledge.
He puts his cock right at my entrance, the head feeling thicker than it looks at first. The entire bar seems to hold its breath before Boss surges forward, slowly, but inexorably. My lips spread around his member, and my inner walls start to submit to him, opening for him, stretching around his cock as he pushes deeper and deeper into me.
The sounds that come out of me are barely human. They are desperate, aroused, and animal. I thought it would hurt to be fucked by such a big cock, but it feels like being filled more entirely and perfectly than ever before.
As Boss slides all the way home inside me, finding the very depths of my pussy, I feel my entire body quiver and clench in response. He’s fucking all of me, somehow. Not just my pussy. Every single bit of me is at his mercy.
I can’t move. Even if I wasn’t being held, I still wouldn’t be able to go anywhere.
As he starts moving, I feel as though I am being turned inside out. My lips grip him tight as he slides away, almost all the way to the tip, before pushing slowly and carefully back inside me.
My pleasure is paramount to these creatures. While Boss fucks me, Sharp’s forked tongue is flickering over my clit with feather-light touches that make me buck my hips back and forth, pushing me further on and off the massive Minotaur rod.
Kronos drags his teeth lightly over my neck, cradling my head in his massive hands. There is no part of my body not in their control. They have taken every bit of me and they have turned it into a sensory delight. Their hands roam my breasts, my thighs, and Boss slides his hands under my ass, picking me up and holding me aloft like a sacrifice for their use.
I forget who I am. I forget where I am. I forget everything except the pleasure that is being mercilessly inflicted on me.
My body starts to relax as the fucking continues. The tightness in my pussy begins to lessen and waves of hot desire are followed by hot flows of arousal that coat his cock.
He grunts his pleasure as he takes me.
“She is like molten candy,” he reports to the others. “Tight and hot and so full of warm need. This one will need to be bred often.”
His words make me even more aroused.
I don’t know if I can keep my composure even a little bit as this sexual ordeal continues. I can tell he is being gentle with me. He’d have to be. Any one of these aliens is more than strong enough to rip me limb from limb. They make sure I don’t really get hurt, but they also make damn sure I take everything they have to give.
The Minotaur starts grunting and snorting as he gets closer to coming. I can feel that massive cock throbbing deep inside me. It’s like his pulse is my pulse, like my body is his. I start to yowl and squirm as his thrusts get harder, rougher, faster. Sharp’s tongue wraps around my clit in a swift little caress that makes me buck my hips and get right to the verge of coming myself—but he stops when my breath starts to get ragged, and he stands back and looks at me with satisfaction as I writhe my way through Boss’ orgasm.
Boss leaves me dripping his cum, and desperate for orgasm. He pulls his cock free slowly and carefully. I wince and yelp as my poor aching pussy adjusts to being empty again.
I am not going to be allowed to climax yet. Kronos frees his cock and pushes it inside me, pushing Boss’ cum out of the way. His dick is much like a human one, just bigger and thicker and obviously more powerful than any human cock. It feels a little more normal than Boss’ when he slides it in, but what he does with it is anything but normal.
He grips my hips and turns me over, rotating me on his cock. I end up face down on the table, practically crawling away as he yanks me back against his pelvis over and over again.
“You’re mine, aren’t you,” he growls, leaning over me. “You’re my little hole to use and keep. You’re our pet, and you’re my little breeding bitch.”
He speaks with real feral carnal urge. He’s fucking me because he loves fucking me. He’s using me because he truly believes I am his. My brain releases all sorts of intense chemicals into my bloodstream as I submit to him, take his cock. He’s going to come inside me too. I’m going to be filled up with semen again. I’ve never let a human man orgasm inside me, but one alien has already come deep in my pussy, and I know Kronos is going to breed me too.
His hand slides around my hip, and his fingertips find my hungry clit. I arch my back and I buck against his cock as he starts to rub the tender part of my flesh, the part that makes me melt and give up any semblance of resistance. He makes sure I take my fucking, and unlike Boss, he is not sharing me. He is taking me all for his own. He is going deep, and he is going hard, and…
Smack!
He slaps my ass hard.
“Ow! Why!”
“I can already tell you’re going to be a naughty pet,” he says. “You’ve got so much confidence, don’t you. You think you know what you want. You have the drive to do it without questioning yourself. That’s going to make you a very disobedient little girl if you’re not careful. I’m telling you now, pet. You are going to do as you are told, or it is going to hurt terribly.”
He follows that up with a barrage of slaps just hard enough to make me shriek, but not hard enough to really do damage. Again, I am reminded of how careful they are all being with me.
Kronos comes inside me, his fingers leaving my clit before I can reach orgasm. I am so terribly close, so very much on the edge. This all feels like a very specific kind of torture, and it feels unfair too. I want to come. I need release. I squirm my hips and arch my back and try to get some kind of sensation, but all that happens is I am gripped and once again turned over, onto my back.
Sharp is standing over me now, his body between my spread thighs. He has opened his cloak to reveal…
Two cocks.
I sit up a little to see better. He puts a big, scaled hand on my chest and pushes me back down, but I’ve seen everything. I lift my head back up and stare with wide eyes at Sharp’s two thick appendages, one set above the other.
“Two,” I say.
Sharp runs his hand up between my breasts, along my neck, grips my chin and presses my head back down.
“Don’t look,” he says. “You’re going to take these and they’re going to feel good.”
“Why can’t I look?”
“They tend to be frightening,” he says. “I don’t want you intimidated. I want you to feel rather than see.”
His finger slides into my ass, using the ample lubricant from two rounds of alien insemination. I have never allowed anybody to touch me there, certainly not to go inside, but my body is receptive in ways it hasn’t been before.
I squirm and let out little moans and there’s a rumble around me because even aliens know that there’s something particularly taboo about entering a human’s non-mating rear hole. God.
He fingers both my pussy and my ass for a few minutes, keeping me in place with the hand at my throat. I have not had any option other than to take their cocks this entire time, but that feeling is even more pronounced now.
He pulls his fingers from me and then I feel his cocks, pressing against both places at the same time. My pussy opens up easily. I’ve been fucked and bred twice, and now a new alien cock is sliding in for a third time. My ass clenches as his lower cock spears inside me slowly.
“Stay still,” he growls.
I whimper in response. How can I possibly stay still while both my holes are being filled up for the first time? My body wants to wriggle and writhe, but the alien’s hands pin me in place, ensuring I go nowhere.
Boss’ cock was massive, but now I am being more filled than ever before. Each of these cocks challenge me in a new and sexy way. I can’t believe I am going to have to take his dick deep in my ass every time he fucks me.
He fucks me slowly at first, driving his cocks inside me with careful strokes. I can feel the thin barrier between my ass and pussy being rubbed against on both sides by his lightly scaled rods.
“How does that feel?” he asks. “How is it having your pussy and ass stretched tight around me? How is it knowing that you’ve taken two loads of our seed and I will be the third one to breed you?”
I cannot muster any kind of response. My words are stuck in my throat. I can’t think. All I can do is feel. Right now I am feeling my body stretched wide around the alien’s two cocks, every bit of my physical form thrilling to the sexual excitement.
My ass hurts a little. My pussy aches in an entirely different way. Every thrust makes me ride up on his cocks and every time he slides out, my hips dip down with him. I am moaning incoherently, needing some kind of release, a relief that I have been craving from the first orgasm Boss had inside me.
“Please,” I mumble. “Please. Please…”
“Please what, pet?”
“Let me come,” I whimper. “I need to come.”
“You don’t need to orgasm,” Sharp says. “But you might be allowed to if you promise obedience.”
“What?” I whine the question shamefully as he sinks himself deep into me and holds himself inside.
“You understand me,” he says. “Tell me you’re going to be a good pet.”
“Mngghh…” I resist saying what he wants. I don’t even know why I am resisting. It’s a natural impulse that takes over and seems to seal my mouth.
He grips my throat a little tighter and pushes harder, giving me short, rough thrusts that jolt me against the table and bring a cheer from the watching crowd, reminding me that there is a watching crowd. My pussy tightens around his cock and my ass gets tighter too. I react on a visceral level, but there’s no getting out of it. He’s going to force me to do what he told me to do.
“Tell me you’re going to be a good girl,” he repeats. “Tell me, or I will make it worse.”
“Make what worse?”
He uses his other hand to slap my pussy, right over my clit.
“Ow! What the fuck!” I squeal at the top of my lungs. “What are you doing?”
“Teaching you what it means to be a naughty pet. Showing you what it means when you disobey us. You’ve obviously been running wild, escaping Earth, stowing away, walking into an alien bar like you own the place, not understanding how small, how weak, how consumable you are.”
“Ow!” I shriek when his palm smacks my pussy again. This time it’s not just the one slap. It’s a small barrage and it makes my lips swell and my pussy drip with need all around his cock.
“I think you like the pain,” he says. “I think you enjoy this. If you didn’t, you’d behave yourself. You’d have promised to be a good girl when I first asked. But you didn’t want that. You wanted to force me to discipline you. So now you’re being disciplined.”
He spanks my pussy again, and again. I can’t escape, because I’m trapped on his cocks, and because his hand is on my neck. There’s no going anywhere. There is only taking what he gives and giving into what he wants.
“I’m sorry!” I whimper.
“I’m not asking for you to be sorry. I’m asking for you to tell me you’re going to be good for us. I’m telling you to promise your submission.”
“I don’t want to promise submission,” I object, earning myself another harsh slap to my pussy, and a rough thrust that is angled to make his second cock go much deeper in my ass.
“What’s it going to be?” he growls. “Are you going to let me ravage and punish you until you break, or are you going to do the smart thing and give in now?”
“How about I give in never?”
He has triggered my natural resistance to authority. I’ve never been good at doing what I’m told, and just because some aliens want to make me their pet—fuck knows what that actually means—my personality hasn’t changed.
Sharp toys with my clit, rubbing the tight little bud between his thumb and his fingertip. I start squirming and grinding, reacting to his touch in an uncontrollable way.
“I’m going to make you come,” he says. “You’re going to orgasm for me, and then, afterward, I’m going to keep spanking and thrashing you until you beg for mercy. And none of it will feel good, will it, pet. It will hurt. Every slap will sting twice as much, and every thrust is going to make you feel like a filthy little receptacle.”
“Help,” I gasp to the others, who are looking on with what looks like amusement. Boss has his massive arms folded over his chest, and Kronos is leaning back a little, keeping an eye on the crowd. No help is coming from either of them.
“Look at me,” Sharp insists. “Nobody else matters right now. Nobody else is going to show you mercy, and nobody else is going to punish your little pussy.”
I think I might hate him, but it’s hard to be fucked by someone this well and not like them. He’s ruling my body, and he’s demanding my obedience.
“I don’t want to lie to you,” I gasp as he pinches my clit.
“Then don’t lie. Promise me you’re going to be good.”
“That would be a lie.”
I expect another barrage of slaps and spanks to my pussy, but he looks at me and smirks.
“Maybe I should reward you for honesty,” he says. “Because I do believe you. You don’t have to promise to be good. I am going to make you be good.”
He starts rubbing my clit in a way that makes me pant with pleasure. I am definitely going to come. His hips move in that rolling motion that drives me crazy and before I know it, there’s a nonstop climax taking over me. My legs shudder, my eyes roll back, I make sounds that don’t in any way correspond to words or even entirely human sounds. Sharp makes me come harder than I have ever come in my life. His thumb works on my clit in the perfect way, almost like he’s been trained to make a woman feel good.
“Yes,” he snarls. “Yes. Come for me, pet. Beg me for your breeding.”
I hear myself doing just as he says. I hear the words coming out of my mouth in a desperate tone.
“Come in me,” I am whimpering. “Please. Please… fucking… yes. Come in me!”
He does just that. And for a third time I am filled all the way up to the brim with cum. This time it is not just my pussy. It is my ass too. And when he pulls out of me, I feel his seed dripping out of my tight holes, or what used to be tight holes. I have been truly bred.
They pick me up, Kronos sweeping his arms around me and pulling me into a tight embrace. The three of them carry me out of the alien bar, leaving behind nothing but the story of the time a stray human was bred and tamed in front of the entire bar.