The Love Slaves

Next was a human again only this guy-one look into his eyes and my entrance spasmed in need. The first human had been a test, an innocent but this guy was obviously a syco, a serial rapist. He was hugely muscular-like a Bikie-and was covered in violent tattoos. He looked at me, my nipples and my strapped open entrance and the wetness between my legs, my juices from all the excitement and that come the tube up inside me had missed.

He strode purposely over to me and I couldn’t take my eyes off his huge erect and thick member, the way it stood up thick and straight and was so hard it didn’t move when he walked he was so full with lust.

He grabbed me and pulled me off the table, yanking me down onto the floor and trapping my head to him, my mouth around him while he pulled my rear end up onto knees so he could lean over and stick his entire fist inside my entrance, forcing me to suck him off while he shoved that hand violently inside me again and again, each thrust harder than the one before and within seconds had my entrance ringing with agony and lust as my entire body was jerked under his administrations.

After about ten minutes of this he struck me across the face so hard I went flying across the room to hit a wall, while he growled “you, bitch, are going to be my victim and if I don’t believe you are scared I’ll fucking kill you instead of just raping you.” Realising this was a game he played, that he wanted a victim not a lust partner I happily obliged him. If my still throbbing and sore tunnel was only his warning then my god he’d be so much fun!

I gave a choked sob and rose, making a run for the door and away from him but two things happened at once. One was he made a lung at me and two, my controllers afraid I was REALLY trying to escape turned the arousal box up high. I collapsed just before the door, gasping and writhing on the floor, my hand going to my own tunnel and my fingers slipping in as my hips rose and fell in time with the waves, masturbating there and then in front of him in an effort to relieve the lust and overwhelming need for a member inside and taking me, to be fucked until I bled.

I heard the man call out around us to our watchers in anger “damn it you promised me I could do what I wanted to her and how I wanted! Stop that or she won’t be as much fun for me, let alone you to see!” Slowly the need and lust settled to my normal level and I lay still, panting and unfulfilled but having to concentrate to get past what had just happened. The man grabbed my hair and dragged me up, snarling ‘let’s try this again.”

He pulled me over his lust, forcing it into my mouth while his hand went back to my tunnel. While I sucked him off and cried as he wanted he pumped his hand into me from behind again-he liked the thought and feel of a woman crying while he was sucked and to feel the tears on his body and the wet mouth over him excited him more.


Then he struck me off again and threw me across the room a good distance from the door and I continued to sob while he advanced and I rose and tried for the door again. This time he caught me from behind, the box didn’t set off again and he dragged me back and away.

I cried out and screamed and struggled as he wished and he dragged me to the ground, trapping my arms under me while he turned me onto my stomach, nipples pressed into the hard floor by his weight and his knees trapping me to the floor. He sat on my butt and dragged my head back by my hair and said thickly “continue like a victim slave and I may fuck you.”

I sobbed and tried to struggle under him, even when he shoved himself back in my mouth and growled violently “suck me again.” I cried out in terror and he snarled loudly “Suck me or I’ll hurt you again!” When I didn’t he cried “DO IT!”

This time I did, pretending to try to suck him while I sobbed, causing him to moan loudly and thrust his hips into my mouth, fucking my mouth. Then he slapped me again and this time started to fuck my back resting on my butt again as he slid his body back and forth over me, running his lust over my back and spine were he had me pinned down and the feel of his thick and hard member sliding over my back like being fucked was so close yet so far that I cried out in horror and fear to spur him on.


He suddenly yanked me down so he slid up inside me in one thick and angry strike. He was so big and hard and I was so dry in the ass that my cry of pain and horror was not faked this time. I had never been fucked in the ass yet and the feel was so painful yet intense that I wondered why I hadn’t had tried it before or even thought of it. With all children growing up I had thought despite all the positions with normal position sex it was the only way other then head jobs.

Yet here he was fucking my ass and I was screaming and sobbing in horror, pain and fear yet loving every hard and thick thrust into my dry tunnel. He lifted my buttocks slightly so he had better access and leaned forward, grasping my shoulders so he could push me down over him hard while he used his knees in the floor and his access position to thrust up as hard as he could go.

He was so hard and big and I was so dry that my earlier wish came true-only in the wrong place. I felt him rub inside me so hard and cause so much friction that it started to get suddenly wet and he was no near his climax-nowhere near.

I managed one arm loose and reached back to touch my ass as he came out during a stroke and then brought my hand around to see. “Oh god” I summoned a raw and terrified voice for his benefit when I was really excited and even spasmed around him with it “I’m bleeding. You’re making me bleed! Stop it please!”

He laughed loudly at this and grew harder and more violent, pulling out briefly to wipe my own blood over my face in a marking and then I cried out in agony as he was violently back inside me again and moving harder and more urgently than before. And I loved every minute of it.

His moans were changing and just before he come he pierced me one more violent time with his entire weight behind it and then pulled out, turning me over to come all over my front.

Then he pulled me by my hair onto the table, held me down and flipped a switch on the underside of the table. Straps like my harness rose out of six places in the table and he forced me spread-eagled, adjusting the straps around my ankles, wrists, waist and neck until I was thoroughly trapped there, unable to do more than just move slightly and look up at him with wide and terrified eyes, I hadn’t known about this thing.

The two hooks under my arms were locked to two metal rings in the table until I could only move my fingers, toes and head, trapped and unable to escape him even if I wanted to, let alone struggle or join in. He was my master now, I couldn’t do anything to get away or fight or even help him or join in, he could do whatever he wanted to me and I was helpless against him.

Mind you I didn’t care as long as that huge thick violent member fucked me again.

I needed it inside me, to fuck me and fuck me and fuck me any way he wished, no matter how much it hurt or how long he needed to pump inside me for before he sprayed deep inside me that liquid that claimed me as his victim.

He started to hit my across the face repeatedly until I sobbed and screamed for him to stop. Then he took himself into his hands and snarled “you are my toy bitch and I can do what I wish to you no matter what I wish or how hard or long I wish, this they promised to me. You are going to be full of my lust and come when I finish with you so you will be mine forever. This will be my weapon and by the time I finish fucking you, you will beg for me to fuck you to death and for THEM to rape you, for THEM to let me and anyone other than me to fuck you for the rest of your life and will willingly bare our children as long as it means we take you again and again. You are no longer whoever you were when they took you from earth you are now our sex toy aren’t you bitch.”

I moaned in want and he leered “you want me to fuck you?” and when I nodded in the bonds and purred “please!” he continued “tell me, tell me who you are and where you belong. Tell me what your purpose in life is and who you belong too.” I moaned again and he seized my hair, temptingly close to me mouth as he snarled violently “Tell me!”


“I am a sex toy and I belong here, being fucked and baring their children is my only purpose in life” I moaned, needing him and not knowing why he was holding back, he should be inside and fucking my brains out right now, I needed it and his thickness inside me. Why was he holding back like this? “I belong to you and THEM, I belong to whoever they need me to fuck next.”

“No matter who and what they are?” he asked as he released me and moved down to my open legs and cold begging tunnel of need touching me teasingly. With no thought to what he was saying, only the feel of him touching me and needing him fully inside me I cried “yes! I want them! Any of them and no matter what they look or act like I need it inside me, FUCK ME!”

“Promise it girl, swear on your heart and soul you will never attempt escape or an end to this fucking and need. You will be here the rest of your life and shall always have a fucker like mine inside your opening and body, always be pumped by one of these guys or one of their captives and bare their children and armies and shall enjoy and need it forever.”

“Yes!” I cried “I want them to fuck me forever! Please do me I need you, please!” I was frustrated by being unable to get to him and why he was doing this to me, why he was holding back just to talk about something they already knew would always be. “PROMISE, SWEAR IT!” he snarled at me, seizing my hair again and forcing me to look at his member nearly inside me “or you know what will happen if I don’t use your body to my own pleasure.”

“I’ll die” I said dully and looked back at him “I said I will master and if you need me to promise then I swear, my body is yours and theirs, my soul and mind is theirs and I will always be their toy and fuck for their pleasure and babies, it’s my purpose.” With a grin of lust he was inside me in one deep and violent stroke, releasing my head to seize my hips and pound my body as hard and as violently as he could, his hips slamming into mine as I cried out with joy and lust, unable to move beneath the pumping body of my master, the feel of bruising strikes.

When he came again he released me and flipped the switch again so the binds disappeared, then flipped me over onto hands and knees and slid into my ass again, started fucking me a third time before sliding into my begging and cold opening from the same position before he left me alone in the room.

For the next few minutes until the aliens returned with the next one I curiously searched the underside of the table for the switch. Unable to find it I lost interest quickly when they brought me an octopus-like humanoid and attaching him to my harness. Hissing slightly the creatures scaly and sucker covered organ entered me and I laughed in delight as the writhing tentacle-like member seemed to grow and fill me.


Instead of thrusting in and out like usual his member writhed around inside me, making me moan and gasp, bringing me closer to orgasm quicker than any other had. But before I could he had come first, a rush of what felt like air but it filled me entirely before the tube could take it.

He stayed inside me, thrusting from side to side, making me moan and groan again, harder than before, then he came again, deeper this time and it stabbed deep into my womb, making me cry out as it hit my g-spot hard, jamming against it. Then he stopped moving and for a minute I feared he was finished.

But then I felt his suckers attach to the insides of my tunnel, and after a pause and check his hold was secure he started to move again from side to side, the suckers making me swoon. His third come made him jab me again, only more savagely than before, the air into my womb to join his second and he was then taken away.

The next one they lead into the room was the weirdest one yet. His arms and legs were three times his body length and instead of being arms with elbows and legs with knees he lad long skinny leg-like sticks, ending in a long curved claw the size of my head, sharp and deadly with littler ones the size and thickness of hairs from claw to ‘knee’.

His pelvis, hips, torso and chest was human enough, but even though his head was humanoid it had numerous differences. For a start his eyes were colourless and larger than normal-nearly taking up half his face. There was no nose and eyelids or lashes or hair in the true sense-only more little claw-like ones.

The mouth took over the other half of the face, prominent in the face forward and out, two huge teeth in the top jaw hanging down to his chin. Between the back legs hung the hugest fucker I’d seen yet, not soft pliable flesh like every other but thick hard bone-the end branching out so his fuckers end was actually double and all covered with more of those little claws.

He looked almost like a spider to me.

He moved towards me, the fucker quivering and swelling as he moved, making inhuman chattering noises as he did-then stopped dead as if I wasn’t behaving right. The next thing I knew he was jumping on top of me, huge claws pinning my hands and ankles to the table-legs as wide as they would go.

He hissed angrily in my face, his hind end went down slightly so he was pointing it at my face, the double headed fucker pointed straight to me and before I could try and take it in my mouth to suck it off I saw one head open and something I thought was his come burst forth.

Instead I got a face full of what could only be described as web, a thin clear liquid covered my face, my hair and head, trapping my eyes and mouth open. The ‘arm’ claws guided my arms to either side of my head, the minute they touched my ears my arms stuck and were covered as well down to my shoulders.

In this position my breasts were raised.

He turned me so the web went to my shoulder blades and back, down my butt, my legs pulled so my knees were to my chest-below my breasts-webbed there too.

The spider man\thing locked its teeth around the web knot above my head, I felt myself lifted off the table\bench, carried over to the wall where I was webbed on my left side to the wall just under the bracket between wall and roof. He then stood over me, his hind end level with mine and one leg and arm on either side of my bound body.

He\it then lowered down slightly, I felt the huge double-header touch my thigh-the right one-then my hip, my buttocks and suddenly he was in my ass, huge and thick and like shoving a tennis ball topping a branch covered in rough bark deep inside me.

But I just cried out in the tight pain, cried out in joy and pleasure. He was enormous and tight in my ass, but I loved it all the more than any I had had yet.


It didn’t take long for him to start thrusting violently in me and I found that the web covering not only held me in place but took the brunt and force of his pumping hips easily. Unable to help myself I managed to make noise, groaning; grunting and moaning as he pounded my tight hot ass. His come-when it eventually came-was like his web, cold and sticky and filling me-my ass completely-so when he pulled out-hurting more than going in, my asshole was filled with web-completely blocking it off.

Then he reversed position and his twin-pronged cock entering my mouth. This time I could use my tongue to lick and urge him, moaning as his member slid wetly in and out of my mouth-my lips wet as they surrounded the huge wet pole of lust.

I almost chocked when he shot the web again but this time I knew the truth. There was a reason for both the heads. In that one shot he was doing three things at once but they added up to the same thing-impregnating me with his eggs.

The first head shot a small amount of web, filling me like a kind of cup.
The second shot the eggs, millions of tiny eggs.

Then while the second shot the sperm to fertilise the eggs the first provided the web to plug me and cap off the ‘cup’, producing a sort of cocoon.

He\she\it then slashed the web around my legs and sticking me to the wall took one of my ankles and dragged me to the roof where more web fastened my feet and legs-as wide apart as I could go-onto the surface so I was now upside down, arms and head pointed to the floor.

And I could feel movement-slight but there none the less-in my ass.

This time he climbed onto me, his sharp ‘legs’ and ‘arms’ wrapped around me, the two of us swinging violently as he pounded and slapped my tunnel of lust. When he had come the tubes were clogged with web.

By the time he had finished fucking me there hundreds of tiny spidermen with twin-pronged fuckers the size of my pinkie nail were eating away the top web and escaping my ass and mouth-to climb onto their father\mother while he fucker my ass and mouth again.

When he had more eggs laid my opening was being cleared again and he turned-babies clinging to him-to fuck me from his perch on the roof, rear end gripping me while that bone hard pole of lust violently rammed my tunnel-to his hearts need and lust desire.

When each hole had been used three times and he was covered in his offspring I heard the hiss of gas in the room. The male-half way through pounding my tunnel again-shrieked in fury and speed up so much it truly hurt-as if he was saying ‘if we go we’re taking her with us’.

The offspring started to fall from his body to the floor but he took longer, trying to fuck me to death until only my tunnel, gripping him up and in me, was keeping him from following his offspring. The aliens-my capturers and masters-came in, placing each baby in a separate container, making me realise they weren’t dead, only sedated.

As for my spider-fucker, him-and his beautifully huge, hard and shaped rod of lust-were put in a cage and taken from me-leaving me hanging and throbbing from the way they had pulled him out of me. Two aliens then sprayed me with something that dissolved the web-except the stuff attaching my ankles and feet too the roof, which suggested to me who and whatever was next could get me up here.

I was right for the next they thrust in was similar to my last spider-fucker, only he seemed armour plated, had a bigger mouth and as well as the twin pronged penis of bone BIGGER than the last he had an armoured tail just above the buttocks ended by a point that looked dangerous.

He saw me and the twin-pronged fucker started to swell and vibrate, as he moved to climb the wall to reach me. Perched above me he thrust down into me, sliding in to my cunt all the way and while he climbed down to curl around me the tail flashed back to pierce me in the back-the base of my spine.

I cried out in pain as something entered me from there-a kind of poison, but once it started to take effect I was a helpless puppet to his will. I ground down on his huge lust, crying out in pleasure and lust, nearly screaming as he pierced me again and again.


His fucker grated against my tight tunnel as he moved inside me, in and out so violently we were swinging back and forth-but thank god the web held. Faster and harder he went, high strange noises coming from him as he did and once his burning hot come had filled me he moved to do my ass. After both he did me again and again until the gas put him out like the one before him.

Next was also weird. They shoved a huge snake the size of a man and longer than an electric six-carriage train in with me. He wrapped himself around me, trapping my arms by my sides, hissing in my face and his scaly huge and ice-cold cock pierced me between the legs, open and vulnerable to his full and rough erection.

I felt his freezing and huge rod ram me hard, miss, and he hissed again, my only warning before it was forcing between my fleshy sensitive ‘lips’ and into my hot wet tunnel, down and down deeper inside me all the way with half his length to spare-pressed to my lips.

His cold-cold member deep inside my hot-hot tunnel made me cry out in lust and pleasure-I had never felt anything like it before and loved it incredibly. It wasn’t just his cold in my heat or how thick or deep he was, or even much he throbbed inside me, it was the thick scratchy layer of scales that covered it and rubbed roughly at my sensitive inner warmth and wetness.

With another hiss he began to writhe around me and squeeze as he moved his ‘midsection’ against my breasts and exposed nipples, the deeply embedded huge cold fucker drawing back to pierce me again, rod of frosted steel inside me freezing my wetness as it scratched and grated at my tunnel entrance, the scales violently scratching into my open lips and against the leather-like straps that held me open to him.

His fucker slamming deeper, deeper and harder into me when I was so-DESPERATE-made me scream and sob in need and randy lust, his pole going harder and deeper. When he had come it felt like a shower of sharp scales, only to have him draw out and pound my ass.

He came again-pounding my ready opening-before two aliens used glowing rope lasso’s to hook his neck and tail, let him pump my ass one more time before he was taken away.

What could only be described as a giant vampire bat was next, his hairy hot pointed fucker sliding into my ass while winged hands and arms trapped me from behind as he held on for wild ride. My ass obviously held a fascination for him-or it was how his people did it-for even after his hot stinging come filled my tight tunnel with the others being now taken by the tube there-which somehow seemed slower than my cunt one-he continued to use me there, away on whatever clouds of pleasure and lust his kind felt.

He had come five times inside me before he was taken away and I was finally let down.

In joy I rode the wooden member, delighting in all the fuckers I had had and the come my alien masters had got through me-a mutually satisfying experience. I hoped it would continue, I would receive more and more alien or even human fuckers inside me. I wanted to be worthy of their rods and even poles inside me-the harder and more violent the better.

I writhed over the wooden member, squeezing my nipples and getting more and more excited.