Continues from Heaven and Hell (III)
The story so far
Our narrator – who we shall call Kitty – is a vivacious lusty girl from a dying planet who is abducted and taken as a pleasure slave aboard a strange craft where she immediately becomes the “Captain’s pet”.
She enjoys her new life – and the extremely physical sex that goes with it – but her only problem is she is just a little bit too curious for her own good and one day is caught up on the craft’s observation deck without permission. The Captain reluctantly agrees that Kitty must be sent down to “Engineering” in order to “teach her a lesson”.
When she arrives wearing only a pair of nipple clamps, Kitty soon discovers that “Engineering” is a very strange place indeed and that heaven and hell can sometimes be indistinguishable.
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The cages were big enough for two people. There was a partition in the middle. Me on one side and a floppy haired blond boy about my age on the other. We were there to be used as “payment”. A reward for the men and women on the gangs who worked the furnaces.
It was incredibly hot, the air was heavy, stifling, and a hazy layer of smoke seemed to be hanging permanently above us. I shifted position. The floor was hard. I’d been cuffed with my arms behind me and it was difficult to stay comfortable for long. I was naked. As was the boy next to me.
He was slim with a flat smooth hairless chest and belly and nice sinewy arms. His cock was long. Unusually so. Even at rest. It lay invitingly semi-hard on his upper thigh and a good naked cock is always irresistible to me. I find them so fascinating. There is something majestic and yet very vulnerable about them. If I could have I’d have reached over to play with it. Woken it up and brought it to life. Admired the wonder of its succulent and potent splendor.
His name was Petro. We’d furtively whispered our helloes after they brought me down here and put me in the cage. We had to be careful. Being seen communicating without permission would have been punishable and I didn’t want any more of the guards’ cattle prods. I’d had enough of that excruciating torment for one day.
Petro said some of the men here had very primitive tastes indeed but he seemed relaxed and even quite keen about what was going to happen to us and this calmed me a little.
There were about a dozen men watching us from behind a wire fence. Maybe more. A few women too. All of them, including the women, were naked and what incredible physiques they had. Perfect bodies, built like machines. Broad shoulders, muscles bulging everywhere, thighs like tree trunks. Some of them quite obviously couldn’t wait and quite a few of the men were already playing with their cocks. I was pretty sure that feeble looking wire fence would have come down in seconds if the guards hadn’t been there with their cattle prods.
And somehow I could feel myself getting very turned on by it all. Even from a distance I could sense their hunger for us. Me and this cute looking boy were about to be gang-banged by some of the meanest and most powerful looking brutes I’d ever seen in my life and I felt very horny about it indeed. I was going to be the center of attention. The female lead anyway. And I loved it. Me. The star of the show. The focus of their primitive animal lust. I’m not denying that I didn’t feel just a little fear and I wondered were there enough guards to stop them if things started to go awry but what the hell my own exhilaration and adrenaline and outright lustiness blocked nearly all of that stuff out.
Petro had explained that this was the only sexual release some of these gangs ever got and I felt incredibly aroused at the idea that I was be a servant to passions so utterly desperate and dangerous.
My sex felt hot and tingly and I looked over at all the – what shall I call them? – toys? Ropes and chains hung from the roof and to the right of us were a couple of large crosses and two strange looking contraptions that looked like a combination of a medieval torture rack and a giant wheel. Petro said they attached us to them and we got fucked and whipped on them while they all watched, cheered, jerked themselves off or whatever. But it was only a kind of foreplay. They wanted to see us whipped, hot, brought to the boil, and begging for mercy before they fucked us. It was a kind of power trip for them. The only time they ever got to have one I supposed. Poor things.
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Petro said that it was customary for the male slave to go first as a kind of entrée or first serving and I’d be able to watch what they did to him. Then they called for the girl and from then on anything could happen. They might want to use us together or split us up according the sexual predilections of the gang members. Petro said he always ended up face down with his ass in the air and never got to see anything. I at least would be able to see their faces as they plunged their cocks deep inside me.
I asked him how it felt. Was it really painful?
He grinned, “Are you kidding? Being fucked by a dozen burly sweaty men built like brick outhouses with muscles bulging in all directions has been a fantasy of mine since I was 15 and now I’m living my dreams!”
We both laughed. We had that in common. It had been a fantasy of mine too in my teenage years. Perhaps it is for many of us though we are too scared to admit it. How sad.
Were all my fantasies going to come true down here, I wondered. As a teenager I’d had so many. I still do. If so then it looked like I might be here for a while.
Heaven or Hell. I still couldn’t make up my mind what this place was. Hell is when you are not free to fulfill your dreams and to be who you really are, isn’t it? But here I was being offered the chance to find out. A kind of freedom. A chance to escape my own self made confines. And fears.
A way out.
Suddenly there was a noise, like a siren going off and them men all cheered. Evidently the show was about to begin. One of the guards strolled over as if he had all the time in the world and opened the cage on Petro’s side. He jabbed him with his prod and Petro quickly climbed out. Our eyes met as he stood up. I nodded. Good luck I thought as he walked away. They were leading him to one of the crosses. Wow, what an ass he had.
I wondered if I was going to get a taste of it.
They attached him to the cross and my desire for him suddenly shot into the red. He looked so hot. His arms and legs were cuffed in thick looking leather restraints and another naked man, who wasn’t bad looking himself and judging by the state of his cock was obviously hot for Petro too, stood behind him and began to massage Petro’s cock. If I hadn’t had my hands cuffed behind my back I would definitely have been stroking my pussy and probably would have cum just from the sight of that. It was really beautiful. Their bodies started to writhe in time in a kind of incredibly erotic male dance. Petro had his eyes closed. Knowing that he was fulfilling one of his fantasies also made me feel super hot and I kind of hoped beyond all hope that they would send me out there to be fucked or used or something by him. As a reward. Anything. Oh God I was desperately hot now. I wanted to be out there. Part of it. Whip me, flog me, just let me at that cock and that amazingly fit body. Let me touch it. Feel it. Feel the hard muscle and bone beneath that smooth perfect flesh. I think I could even have volunteered for a couple of big shocks from the electric cattle prods if I’d known I was going to be rewarded with a taste of that hot, enormously tasty looking dish afterwards.
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Just as Petro’s cock looked as if it were about to burst the man withdrew and a woman started to whip him. Right on the tip of the cock. I thought that must really sting but Petro’s manhood remained upright and bulged as proudly as ever. His eyes were closed and I could hear him moaning. It was so beautiful. I pulled on my cuffs. God I wanted to finger myself. I’d have cum straight away
I was so fucking hot now. How long for me? I looked at the men behind the wire fence. All of them were hard, tough, statuesque and fuckable beyond my wildest dreams. I looked down at my empty salivating pussy. Please soon. Oh please…
Just as I was thinking I might explode one of the guards behind me banged on the cage with his stick and I was called out. Now? Yes. Were they going to make me suck his cock while they whipped him? Oh yes please. I couldn’t believe it. I was trembling but not from fear. I felt excited beyond belief. I could feel the sweat on my neck and back as I stood up. What were they going to do to me? Right now anything could happen. Anything at all. My heart was beating like a piston and I felt So. Fucking. Alive.
I was led over to one of the chains hanging from the ceiling and they attached my cuffs to a hook and then slowly raised me by my wrists until I had to stand on tip-toe.
They were going to whip me. Yes. I looked over to the men behind the wire. Most of them were looking at me now even thought they were still flogging Petro’s cock.
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After a brief but hard whipping by a man and a woman who shouted at me and called a me a stupid bitch whore and a bunch of other stuff, my ankles were hoisted up and for a few moments I was upside down. More lashes followed but I felt really disoriented and didn’t really take in what was happening to me. The blood went to my head and I thought I might be sick for a second but then I got several lashes from what must have been a bull whip. Right on my breasts and pussy and ass. I’m not sure how many strokes. Maybe ten. Maybe more. I screamed but actually it really fucking focused me and I didn’t feel sick any more. I felt really exhilarated. I was totally powerless. Their prisoner. To be tortured for their gratification. Me. Their slut toy. And beneath all the dizziness and disorientation and the pain was my glorious sex flying like a fucking eagle away from all the chaos. And somewhere in my mind there was a spot where I felt totally calm, focused and very very turned on. A feeling of absolute nakedness.
And for me naked means free.
After that they raised my wrists up the more or less the same level and I was suspended horizontally. This stretched my body out as all the weight was on my four limbs and completely exposed my belly, breasts and pussy to any punishment they might inflict.
I heard a kind of whirring noise above me and something was moving me forward in mid air. Above me there was some kind of rail and I was slid along it to where Petro was being flogged.
What were they going to do with me? I tried to look up. I had to raise my head all the way up just to see what was in front of me. The man and woman had been whipping Petro too but now moved out the way to make space for me. I was slowly lowered to just in front of his waist, my face just inches away from his cock. I looked up. It seemed so juicy, all hot and red with the veins bulging all over it.
The whirring noise started again and I was more carefully placed with my mouth directly over it. I only had to lower my head and open my mouth and provided he maintained his erection it would slip inside my mouth with the utmost of ease.
Yes! I wanted to laugh. Petro may have preferred the boys but I was going to give him the sucking-off of his life.
And they were going to make me suck him off as they flogged his ass and chest. Oh my god yes yes yes I nearly came there and then just from the thought of it.
Hell be damned. Have I died and gone to heaven?
“Make the bitch eat him now!” a male voice shouted out and suddenly there voices cheering and yelling and there was lots of noise and I could make out hardly anything they were saying, and all I was interested in was this gorgeous looking cock only inches from my lips anyway.
Someone whipped my buttocks and I understood the sign. Now. Do it.. My lips carefully claimed the cock and I began to draw on it with my tongue whilst holding it very gently in place with my teeth, my lips making a soft seal around the tip.
Mmmm. I love cock. I kept drawing on it. Drinking his pre-cum. I hear him moan above me and I know he’s mine. Just then I felt a stinging hot flash of pain on my pussy and a hard crack on my ass. They were whipping me! Whipping my pussy!
OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD!
YES! YES! YES!
Searing stinging pain went right through my sex and claimed my thighs and ass. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t move. Couldn’t. My ankles were trapped fast and my legs spread so far apart that my ass just seemed to invite harder, crueler blows and the lashes penetrated right deep inside me sending jolts and spasms of pleasure pain throughout my whole being.
Mmmm. The momentum of the whip pushed me further forward onto his bone hard member and his hot luscious sweet tasting cock reached right down into my throat. Don’t gag now. Breathe through your nose. Keep going girl. He’s cumming. No he isn’t. Almost. Be careful. Be so careful. Not yet. He’s jerking. They are whipping him too. Whipping his ass. Whipping his gorgeous ass with his cock throbbing and jamming all the way down my throat. Whipping my pussy onto his cock. Whipping us both. Whipping. Cock and cunt. Whipping us hard and beautiful and righteously till we both cum from being whipped so fucking hard. My pussy was so hot, tingling in sweet scorching agonizing ecstasy. I was going to cum. I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum. Cock. Cumming. Him. Hot. Hard. Cunt. Whip. Mm. Mm. Mm. Yes and now and…
Suddenly I was yanked back violently and they grabbed my hair and held my face under his cock as he came gushing all over my eyes and face and nose and I laughed because I love it on my face and I shrieked and stuck my tongue out to catch the hot running gushing stream of cum in my mouth and I was cumming too cumming from the pussy whipping oh god yes and I laughed and shrieked yes and my body felt free and enormous as though I was flying through the air soaring up to the heavens all the way to the stars.
Naked and so fucking free.
Yes. Yes. Oh. Fucking. Yes!
Everything stops and just hangs there for I don’t know how long. Bliss. I’m free. Just floating. Then suddenly crash. Chaos all around me. Time. But no logic. Just dream and nightmare. Cacophony. Then a tempo. Pounding deafening thunderous mechanical noise. Then I remember where I am. Remember that I am. The sound of whips. Scorching leather on bare flesh. Screams of agony. Shouts of joy. Moaning. Desperate. Hopeless. Ecstatic.
Yes. Please. More.
I looked up and saw Petro. He’d been hung up by his wrists and ankles. A blond haired man was fucking him from behind while two women were teasing his massively erect cock. Slapping it. Yanking on it. Stroking it. Keeping him on the edge of cumming. His eyes were closed and his head upraised. As if in prayer. Or in complete communion with his gods and his devils.
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And I remembered the stars.
On the observation deck. I’d thought I’d seen all there was to see. That it was all empty.
God, how wrong I’d been.
All the stars in heaven and in hell.
Our kingdom come.
Our will be done.
Feast on it well.
A group of several tall naked men were striding towards me. A dark skinned man was leading them. He looked like a general leading his men to battle. His cock was long, hard, succulent. It was hoisted high. It was mighty. Like a flag. It was proud. Like a beautiful rose. It was enormous. Like a shining beacon.
They would take me and own me. I would become their fuck slave goddess and they would do with me as they wished. My hungry cunt their salvation, their reason and their religion.
Such was the power in me.
The leader stopped in front of me and stared down at me for a moment. His followers gathered around him. They were silent. Their hungry gaze fixed upon one thing only. My naked body.
I looked up at his huge shining cock.
I parted my lips and leaned forward.
Yes. Yes. Yes.