The Love Slaves

Finally HE comes in!


The next one they brought me was a human-like one with long red hair and no member, just an opening like me. Confused, but guessing they were testing me, I watched them lock it to the table and leave. When they were gone I stepped forward and started to rub its body up and down, replacing my hands with my tongue. By the time I had reached its opening something was sticking out a little.

Curious I teased it with my tongue and between moans it spoke to me in English, voice male and as smooth as honey and as gentle and melodic, as if he was singing as he spoke "Help me out." Grinning I reached in and tickled the inside, licking the tip as it slowly moved out and taking more and more into my mouth as it withdrew. By the time it was out it was at least thirty centimeters long, the longest so far.

I squealed in joy and climbed on top of it, perching on the tip for a few long seconds in anticipation, then with one twist of my hips I was down over him fully, laughing as he grew longer still, sliding up inside me to the entire length. He gasped in pleasure of my heat around him, hands clenching by his sides and I noticed two little raised mounds on the inner wrists, above the closest surface vein, throbbing quickly with his pulse. But his hands were HUMAN.

I remained over him, savoring his length and throbbing hardness, the feel of my tightness, the sight of his pleasure, then slowly started to move, quickly and urgently, the new one groaning and pumping his hips up into me. We both moved, moaning in pleasure and lust until he cried out sharply and came deeply inside me, liquid energy that hit my arousal box directly and pushed me higher than ever before.


Then I drew off him and took him in my mouth and started to suck him greedily, while he thrust some long fingers up inside me, drawing them in and out as the waves of pleasure and lust went through him. He came a few minutes later in my mouth, but I merely swallowed and after releasing him from the table he locked our harness’ together in dog fashion and I knew he would be with me longer than the others.

He was locked to me so tightly he couldn't move out, he just sat inside me, not moving, just his entire member throbbing in me until I finally loosened the strap between our legs. He started to move, slowly at first, then rapidly as he grew more aroused and lustful.

I had discovered long ago that I loved the dog fashion best and the harder and rougher the better and he was all I wanted, all I enjoyed, if I wasn't a sex-slave then he would have definitely be my lover. I moaned loudly "Harder! Faster! Oh yes! Oh god! Ah oh yes! Harder! HARDER!!" as he pounded deeply in me.

He did as I asked, wether for his own pleasure or mine I didn't know or care.

He went deeper, rigorously, stronger, grunting loudly each time he impaled his rod inside me, away on whatever clouds of pleasure his kind experienced. He lent forward and crushed his mouth to mine, surprising me, for I thought only humans kissed, and not pushing his tongue into my mouth while his lips forced me to accept his fleshly intrusion as I was forced to accept the other member.

To my increased surprise and delight he reached down to grip a nipple, twisting it rather cruelly every time a wave of lust and pleasure ran through him, but like a human would. Pleased I pressed his mouth back as hard and sucked his tongue, pushing back against him harder, wanting him deeper and more violently.

Soon he had moaned against my mouth and jetted deep into my tunnel of lust.

I undid us and moaned thickly "I want to ride you again." He nodded as if he knew what I was talking about and laid down on his back on the table and I slid down in place around him. While he jabbed up and I moved down he moaned out "I want you from behind again."

This time I nodded.


When he had finished he got me to lay down on my stomach on the table, legs wide apart and buttocks raised to take him in fully, arms and hands trapped under me, the wooden member in my face. He ceased my hips and impaled me viciously on him again and his callous and cruel pole of lust-and-wanton-hunger-to-possess-me-fully-and-as-humanly-possible invaded my desired gate, I cried out in need and painful lust, and had a sudden idea.

I opened my mouth wide and slid it down over the wooden member, sucking it greedily, tasting of my fluids and the left-over come from my first enjoyed pounders. Moaning loudly and gasping with every pound and pump of his pole-of-possession he threw me forward onto the rock-like mock-member.

Next I mounted the wooden member and took him in my mouth, sucking him into my warm and desperately needing mouth greedily, so hard and swift he had to grip my head and kneel with his knees wide apart to keep his balance.


Ah, the taste of my fluids and his and others come, I loved it, the taste and feel of it sliding down my throat was like a drug! "I wish I could take you from here" he whispered softly to me "I'd take you from all this and pleasure you all the time, however and whenever you wish."

"I wish you could too" I agreed from around the taste of his wonderful member "I like you, better than the others I've had. Except that mud one, he was big and fun."

"An Mudcus?" he asked and I nodded slightly "They can do it twice, maybe three times an fortnight. I can do you whenever and however you wish. Why want him when you can have me, forever." I nodded again "I see what you mean. I want you. I wish you could take me away and do me forever." He suddenly cried out sharply and came in my mouth.

Days it seemed he was with me, doing me in every position there was, some that ever surprised me, and twice or three times, talking to me, telling me about his people, the Valori, their customs, their ways. But I noticed he didn't much talk about himself and as he spoke I realised just how much his people were like humans, only technologically and medically more advanced, not to mention past all petty things like hate. Finally he told me "Of course we are like humans, your race are descended from us, you do not think you are descended from apes, do you?"

"No, but aliens? I mean some people think we are, but it's all just theory. Noone really knows."

"Then you are the first to know the truth." I nodded and moaned as he thrust deeper. Our mouths met in a kiss as he pounded in me for a while, until he came again. Two positions later, knowing we were being watched on the other side of the mirror I grabbed his buttocks and forced him deeper, rewarded with his sharp cry of pleasure, crying "Harder! Harder!!"

He did so, groaning and grunting as I pushed him deeper, but we continued to whisper to each other. I told him all about myself and my life before this and he listened intently, finally asking softly "What is your name?" I was surprised and shocked, he wanted to know my name! "Lisa" I said as he moved to grip both my hands, removing them from his buttocks and gripping them tightly, reassuringly. "What's yours?"

"Lisa. I cannot tell you my name, you cannot pronounce it in your tongue and I can not either. Besides, you would not understand it."

"Then translate it the best you can."


"I can not, I do not know how. You give me an name in your language." I was more than emotionally touched. He was not only talking to me as if we were true lovers and not slaves, but he was listening to me, and now he wanted me to give him an name! To anyone else it may have been an small and simple thing, but it brought tears of sorrow to my eyes for what I'd lost, when I realised someone truly cared for ME here, about my life and opinions, not just pretending or using me. "Arthur" I said softly in determination and he leaned over to catch my whisper curiously, our lips meeting briefly “What?”

"I'll call you Arthur. There was a noble king in Earths' history called that who ruled with his heart and protected the innocents. He fell in love with a woman called Gwineveire, but she left him for a knight, but that doesn't matter. Your King Arthur, MY King Arthur."

"And you are my Gwineveire" he smiled slightly, the skin around his large moon-grey eyes creasing as his eyes seemed to glow with love and compassion I hadn't seen before. "I like it, Arthur." But I suddenly noticed something. His skin was paler and he was breathing quickly between words, finally starting to tire.

I panicked "Don't tire! If you do they'll take you away and make me do it with someone else! I don't want to do it with someone else, I only want you!! I thought my soul was dead until you came and started to make love to me! I don't want to be their slave and have sex with their captives and give birth to their warrior children! I want to live with you and your people! I want YOU!"

"I want you too" he said "And I am NOT tiring." I started to protest, to say he was and was just being stubborn, but he pressed his mouth to mine to stop any words. His mouth gently pressed to mine, I could pull away if I wanted, waiting until I opened my mouth and let him in before his tongue slid into mine, gently stroking my tongue with his.


As he moved he grunted with each thrust, his hips ramming mine with bruising urgency, and we just moved together for a while. Then his head dipped down to take my left nipple gently in his lips.

As he pumped in me, his teeth and tongue working on my breasts, one or the other, I felt an wave of love go through me for him, utter and all-consuming love that had nothing to do with the waves of pleasure flooding my body at his attention. It was a desire for his soul as well as his body, not a love of the sex and his member, for his personality. He cared for me, for what I felt, what happened to me and was trying to be gentle with me, despite the lust drug spurring him on and the eyes we knew were watching us, the eyes that expected us to go for-hell-and-leather.

I moaned, but tears welled in my eyes. He must have seen them from the corner of his eyes for he slowed despite the need and raised his head, looking at me in concern "I am sorry, Lisa. Am I hurting you? Should I stop?" I grabbed him with hands, arms, and inner-muscles tightly, holding him in and on me desperately, not letting him go.

With a supreme effort I held them back and told him why. "If I stop this or leave I'll die. I want us to be together, but not like this. We are both prisoners and being forced to do this, but we can't truly be together! I don't want to do this, I never did, but I can't stop, I just withdrew and became like an robot!" His gentle eyes locked to mine and he reached up to stroke my cheek slowly, sadly, causing me to loose control over the tears "My poor Lisa."

I continued, my tears running down my cheeks, I hadn't cried since I was five and my puppy died, not even when father left, even when I was sexed by Ohanaili that first time. "Your gentleness and compassion brought me out, but we'll be separated when you can't do me any more and I'll have to go back to sex with other aliens and not you!! I want to be with you and your people, not sexed by aliens forever, but if I don't I'll die!!'

"Because of this?" his head dipped down to play with my arousal box in his mouth, sending sharp waves of lust through me. "Yes. It's wired into my brain and heart. If you try to remove it, it will kill me. If I don't have sex, it'll kill me."

"My people can easily remove it without killing you, it has been done before. When my people come to rescue me, and they will, I will bring you with me and they shall remove it" he said softly before moving back to my nipples, starting to pump me harder. I felt a wave go through me that had nothing to do with his movements inside me or over me. It was a wave of hope and excitement. I grabbed his head in my hands and pulled him from my nipple, stronger by the surge of Adrenalin that came from hope and desperation to believe him "Tell me, Arthur, can they really do that?"


"Of course" he smiled at me, lines appearing around his eyes, laughter lines. "I told you my kind are more advanced then yours, even the Toooilan here. Your kind are only just learning to replace organs and regenerate parts of the body, and still they can reject it and die, the operation takes hours. We grow organs in labs and replace them successfully in a matter of minutes. Humans use only one-tenth of their brain capacity and we use most. Removing this device will be an simple feat for our people."

Suddenly he lowered his head and shuddered, but didn't come. "What's wrong?" I asked him fearfully. "You were right before, I am tiring. I have maybe one left after this before I black out with used energy. Also these chemicals are damaging my insides. We are not used to such impurities."

"Impurities?" I asked and he explained simply "The chemicals."
"The lust drug?" I asked and he nodded, shuddering again.

"Will you be hurt too badly from them?" I asked in concern. He was my only hope, my only light in this place. "When I black out and am taken back to my cell I shall recover. I shall be weak and unable to do much for a few days, but I shall recover. I am also almost out of strength."

"Then let's give them something to remember" I said softly, realising after his next he'd be taken from me and I'd never see him again, never feel him inside me, never hear him talking to me and see his smile and enchanting moon-grey eyes. I would then be forced to do another, but knowing both of us could do nothing to prevent it.

He nodded and looked me deep in the eyes, leaning forward to whisper in my ear, not slowing his rhythm even slightly "Be strong and hold on to the thought of rescue and an peaceful life among my kind, for it will happen, and very soon." I nodded but didn't believe it would happen.

After he had come again we separated. I got on my hands and knees with him behind me in the ass and took the wooden member in my mouth, groaning loudly as he slid into me fully and hugely from behind.


As he slammed into me lustfully, his cries of lust and pleasure driving him on as the drug did, I released the wooden member and pushed back on him so hard that the table was creaking and swaying with the force of our movements, rewarded with his sharp cry of my name. I screamed and moaned, groaned and cried out, laughing loudly at the excruciating pleasure. Pain and lust and his grunts and groans echoing mine.

Soon though he sped up as he neared his peak, his last, and I gave off little gasps as he did. After he had come I felt him collapse on top of me and for a few minutes I held him deeply inside me with my inner-muscles, I didn't want him to be taken away, but knew it was inevitable.

Then, as I moaned in disappointment, his member shrank and drew out of me of its own will and slid back inside him so he looked just like when they had brought him in, only paler and unconscious. As they dragged him off me and away I watched him go longingly, thinking my farewell after him "Goodbye Arthur my King. Take my heart and dreams with you, I shall never be free."


Next was a tall Toooilan with a huge metal-member of steel who grabbed me and pulled me roughly to him. Before I could move he yanked out the tube up my womb and attached it to his member through a socket in his balls.

Then he threw me to the table on my stomach, sliding into my ass, grunting as his rod fully entered me, hard, rough, VERY hot and throbbing. As I lay there he started to pump, slowly at first, then harder and faster, his grunts as loud as his member was hot and his lust was violent. Then he leaned over and pulled my front end off the table, gripping my nipples hard through the harness.

Resigning to my fate, I released all hope and let the box control me, moaning hard to him while he violently pumped me from behind, tight, hot and throbbing in my ass, each thrust full of his weight, using his entire body weight to throw himself into me, then the power of his hips to bury himself inside me as fully as he could.

I grunted as I threw my hips back over him, crying out in pleasure every time he viscously twisted one of my nipples. As he neared his peak he pumped deeper and harder, until he finally moaned once and shot a hot and electric come inside me that made me cry out in utter pain and black out for a few seconds.

When I came too, I was on the table on my back, held down with long thin and metal fingers, my body being jolted as he cruelly shoved his immense member inside my portal of lust. When he had come again he allowed me to guide him to the table and slide down around his lustful pole, laughing as he impaled me fully.

Days later I was still riding the steel-member Toooilan with burning electric come, when I heard fighting outside my room. But I never, for a moment, dreamed it was my Arthur and his people. As he was fighting his way to my room through a wave of bald Toooilan warriors, I was gasping and moaning in lust and need, jerking up and down over him, then crying out loudly as his burning electric come jetted into my womb.

I then got off him and took him into my mouth, sucking greedily while he moaned and with the strength of part machine he held me over him, thrusting his hips forward into my mouth deeply, his grip like an steel band holding me in place over him so I couldn't draw away even if I wanted, pumping into my mouth and soon pulling me off, pushing me onto my back.

I wrapped my arms and legs around him while he pounded viciously into my sex tunnel, me moaning and gasping in joy and him grunting loudly with each impale of his red hot metal rod of need into my randy pussy, holding him tightly to me so he couldn't pull out very far. He came inside me and I got onto the wooden member, grinding up and down while I sucked him again.

When Arthur entered the room I was on hands and knees, the male crushed me, hammered me from behind as he had done, only more ferociously, so hard I was having an hard time staying up as well as around him, moaning loudly and gripping the edge of the table tightly as he moved ruthlessly and swiftly. Arthur took it in in a second and raised an laser pistol at my user, face tight and tough, "Move away from her, now."

"Make me, slave" my male grinned as he pounded "If you shoot me my mechanics will continue until I am finished and you can not brake my grip of her. Can you imagine me still doing her even though I am dead, locked to her, forever impaled in her until she dies of not being used, which will not be long."

I gave a cry of horror and called "Go away! Leave us alone!!"


"I'd do as she says" the male grinned wider "It seems she no longer wants you. She's mine. The come I’ve jetted into her womb will make her pregnant to us. You're too late, she is already pregnant, the come absorbed by her eggs and once I finish she will blow up like a balloon and I can do her whatever and whenever I wish while our warriors grow inside her. You won't want to see that happen to her, so piss off!"

"Please" I sobbed in fear and horror "Please go away. I have to do this or I'll die. I need them to do me, hard and fast, and they need my body. Go away and leave us alone."

"Don't worry slave, he won't separate us in time. I'm almost done and then he'll be too late."
Arthur aimed his pistol at his head "all the more reason to kill you and kill you now."

"Go ahead" he laughed, his unfaltering stabs inside me becoming even more brutal and I cried out in pain and lust. I looked at Arthur, seeing his anger at my users purpose use of pain to me, then I looked at my user, lowering my head and moaning in randy lust, It cost to much to think.

Suddenly two bald Toooilan warriors entered the room, grabbing Arthur from behind and trying to drag him out. But he fought against them, to get to me. "Hold him off for a few minutes more" my male called to them "He wants her so badly he can have her. But I just need a few minutes before I come, then let's see if he still wants her."

They nodded, struggling to hold back Arthur, and I heard him call out to me "Lisa, I can not help you, but you must help yourself! Fight him and pull away! Do not let him come in you and make you fully pregnant to them! Take your life back from them, Do not let them do this or you will be their slave forever!! Remember the things you told me, the things we talked about!! Your family, living with my people! FREEDOM!! You told me I awakened your soul and now you need to take your life back! HEAL YOURSELF!!"

I moaned and looked up into the males face, my lust and his words confusing me. What did he want me to move away for? This was my life, my reason for existing-my user. "Words" the male grinned as he continued to impale me over him "She can't hear you, only me. I'm her master and she'll do whatever and however I say. You are merely some fleeting fancy."

"Fleeting fancy?" I thought dimly "did I know him? Had he used me before? If so, why did he want me to stop this?"
"Lisa, remember, Arthur! You named me! You told me you wanted to be free and to live with me and my people!!"


"Free?" I thought "Why?" My eyes roved Arthur's body, looking for something that might jog my memory of being used by him, moaning and groaning over the metal members red-hot brand of lust and need as it brutally beat inside me time and time again without fail. Then my eyes set on the smooth and seamless groin, the opening. Memory flooded back, Arthur, my Arthur. My Arthur had come for me, to rescue me, despite the fact he'd still be weak! Look how pale he was!

But should I do as he wished or should I just give up trying and remain here. The lust, need and pleasure was so powerful, so strong, stronger than any drug and I was so enjoying this fucking, his rod of lust in my randy passage over and over and over, through eternity, in and out: in and out: in and out, over and over, pump after pump, thrust after thrust....

Should I decide to do something for myself or stay here and alive and forever in lust, pained pleasure, fear and hard, frenzied sex, or be myself for one last time, to struggle free for the first time and be myself for a few short minutes before I died?

As Arthur continued to encourage me and my male gloat and pump, I tried to decide, truly decide for myself. What if I died in Arthur’s arms? Wouldn't that be better than never feeling his touch again, never feeling his mouth on mine, his tongue stroking mine, his gentle hands stroking my body, his moans, knowing it was me, my body that was doing that to him, MY body and MY heat around him that was arousing him and drawing him out of control like that?

No, death was better. "Nooo" I moaned out loud, Arthur taking it was a refusal and trying one last time "I love you Lisa. I cannot go on without you in my life. I want you to be mine, and me yours."

"NOOOOOO!" I screamed, head coming up and trying to pull myself free of the males grip on my hips, of the pounds that used to be pleasure and lust but were now a little more than rape. "Let me go!!" I struggle and pulled, only feeling him go deeper and more brutally vicious than before. I was unable to get free.

So I reached for Arthur, pleading for his help "help me! He's too strong!!"

Arthur struggled to reach my outstretched hands, face as desperate as mine, knowing we had only seconds left before he came, but the two bald warriors held him back and the male pulled me up into kneeling position over him, one hand around my waist and the other across the base of my ribs, under my bouncing breasts, forcing me up and down, faster and faster, until, the second Arthur managed to reach my outstretched hands, he cried "Too late!" he laughed loudly and evilly as he came inside me deeply.

I screamed in terror and horror and Arthur cried out. The male pushed me off him roughly and onto then table, his come staying inside me, despite my position, and he and the warrior’s left us, his laughter echoing behind him. Arthur rushed to my side and started to free from the other tubes to my box and the harness gently, but all I could feel was pain, pain all through my insides, and I couldn't stop vocalising, crying out in fear of what was and would happen.

I saw Arthur looking down on me, fear and horror on his face and I managed to stop screaming and crying out and spoke "I tried Arthur, I really tried."

"I know" he said softly "And I am proud you did."
"Will you get me out of here? I don't want to die and be left here."
"Of course" he grimaced "I would never leave you here."

"Good" I sighed in agony, feeling darkness close over me. For a moment I fought it back, clutching Arthur’s hand and saying desperately his name. "Yes my Heart?"

I just couldn't die and not let Arthur know how I felt about him "I love you!" His voice chocked as he lent down to kiss my lips passionately "And I love you, my Lisa." That said I closed my eyes and let the black take me.