Degenerate Star Ch. 05 - Attempt

There was a slap and Maxwell jerked. Feya barked, "When you're told to bend, you better reach back and spread as well."

Maxwell closed his eyes and wriggled. Riley, unable to see anything but his face, knew he was carrying out his orders before the implants stung.

After finishing slipping into her strap-on, still clothed, Zarina rubbed lubricant in both of her cat paws. She then greased up her phallus, "Good boy. Just remember, everything that happens to you is because your captain failed you."

Feya appeared on the other side of Maxwell. She bent over the table so that she was close to Maxwell's face. After a moment she ordered him, "Open your eyes and look at her. We want you to see your captain's face through every moment of this. Don't even think of closing those eyes.

Finished preparing her implement of torture, Zarina hissed, "That goes for you as well, Riley-slave. I want you to see what you put this poor boy through."

The two slaves' eyes locked together. Riley wanted to comfort Maxwell somehow, ease the suffering she was sure he was about to endure. She twisted her bound hands so the palms were facing up and stroked Maxwell's ribcage. It was the best she could do to comfort him.

While she had hoped her touching Maxwell would be a platonic symbol of comfort, as her fingertips brushed along skin, she couldn't help thinking about Zed's grotesquely enhanced abs. Oh, how she wanted to run her hands across that washboard right now. Feeling Maxwell's heated skin made her squirm. She pressed herself to the table and was rewarded with a pleasant buzz from her clitoral implant.

Feya leaned back away from Riley and reached under Maxwell, "Hmmm Maxwell-slave is very hard. He must like you a great deal false-captain."

Maxwell blushed but continued staring into Riley's eyes. She could see his lip quiver. It was obvious he wanted to look away and have a moment of shame to himself. Riley nodded and lipped the words without speaking, 'It's okay.'

Zarina moved behind Maxwell and there was a meaty thwap sound. She was drumming the phallus in the valley of his cheeks. She peered down, watching her own handiwork as she teased, "Yes, slave boy, all of that is going in you." She ground the phallus against him, letting him feel its girth, "Every single centimeter of it. Today, you will discover what it is to be a woman."

"Why am I doing all this work?" Feya asked Zarina, who shrugged. "Lazy slaves, get that cock in your false-captain's hands."

Riley blinked in shock. Maxwell lifted himself off Riley's arms and scooted up to the table. His cock guided right into her open palms. When Riley's fingers wrapped around it, he moaned softly. She could feel the implants in his prick buzzing gently. A burst of warmth flooded between her legs, and she guessed her own were doing the same. Without thinking she began stroking his cock, just like she would do with Zed's.

Feya grabbed Maxwell's nearest shoulder with a scaly hand and shoved him down. He landed on the table again cheek to cheek with his captain. Riley's hands just cleared the table edge allowing her to continue gripping Maxwell as he cooed in her ear. Void, she wanted someone to touch her as well.

"Prepare yourself slave boy." Zarina's body shifted, and even though Riley couldn't see over Maxwell's body she could tell by the way he tensed up that the cat-woman was pressing her strap-on against him.

Reptilian hands grabbed a fistful of hair on each slave. Feya yanked their heads apart and turned them to look awkwardly at each other. Feya hissed, "Keep watching."

Maxwell grimaced as Riley stroked him. She gripped him tighter hoping her efforts might ease some of the discomfort his face showed. His body pressed forward, trying to avoid invasion but still looking at her. The expression on his face was a mixture of ecstasy and horror.

A long-tortured groan escaped Maxwell's mouth as he winced his eyes shut. Then he grunted, and his body convulsed. He let out a tormented squeal, and the raiders behind Riley burst out in laughter. She'd been so engrossed by everything in front of her that she'd completely forgotten there was an audience. The crowd cheered, calling Maxwell a slew of derogatory names.

Zarina wasted no time once her phallus penetrated to slap her paws to Maxwell's hips. She began yanking him backward into her while yelling. "Take it bitch." She hammered mercilessly at Maxwell who could only make agonized noises.

Gripping him hard Riley continued stroking. Anything she could do to take his mind off the invasion. She'd read somewhere long ago that assaults of this nature were somehow worse for men, that it shattered their notions of masculinity. All she could do was hope that her efforts helped ease the trauma somehow.

Feya shook Maxwell by the hair, "Open your eyes man-cunt."

Lost in the ongoing violation Maxwell didn't respond at first. Riley felt his shaft implant vibrate fiercely, almost as if burning her. She couldn't imagine what it felt like inside of him. He jerked violently and forced his eyes open to stare absently into Riley's.

To the cheers of the raiders, Zarina rode Maxwell hard, making him grunt and cry out in pain. Riley watched as his face contorted in agony, tears welled in his eyes as he ground his teeth. His whole torso shook under the pounding that Zarina was giving him. Riley's fingers continued working his cock, stroking in a frenzy.

"And now, time to be a woman," Zarina yelled, "Cum for me, bitch boy."

Maxwell cried out drowning out the laughter and cheers with his scream. His cock twitched in Riley's hands, pulsed, throbbed, then exploded hot sticky spunk up her arms. She turned her head in time to have a second blast shoot all the way up to her face, joining the saliva still there. Gripping harder she felt him rock his hips into her hands, trying to escape the violation from behind, and rub himself against her palms at once. Spurt after spurt of his hot jizz painted her face and arms making his cock slick and slide easier against her.

After a few frantic moments, everything slowed to a stop. Riley held his erect cock in her hands, covered in goo. Maxwell seemed frozen in place, his whole body quaking. Feya released both sets of hair and stepped back to admire her work. Even Zarina seemed frozen, enjoying the scene she'd created.

Zarina moved first, placing both paws on Maxwell's back and pushing herself backward. Her phallus exited with a plop causing Maxwell to yelp. The raiders were still laughing. Maxwell, crimson-faced, continued to look into Riley's eyes, but he looked defeated, broken, near tears. Riley gave him a final squeeze, and he shuddered.

"Get up, slave boy." Feya said. Maxwell stood on shaky legs. She then took his arm in her green hands and guided him away.

Riley was left watching as Zarina slid the strap-on down off her jumpsuit. The cat-woman winked at Riley with a smirk. Stepping out of the straps, she leaned down into Riley's face, "Was it good for you, hummie?"

From behind her, Riley could hear Feya asking Zed, "Permission for another rear assault?"

"You wanna fuck Riley's ass?" Zed asked.

"Yesss, Captain," Feya replied.

"Stars! Yes!" Zarina joined in, "Let's really see her squirm."

There was a pause as the raiders began catcalling and chanting, "Fuck her, fuck her!"

"Permission granted."

The crew cheered as Riley felt someone step up in between her legs. When she felt the burning of bare skin against hers, she knew it was Maxwell. The cool skin of a scaly arm brushed her thighs, and she could feel that Feya was lining Maxwell up against her nether hole. Whenever the arm brushed against her burning ass Riley winced.

Maxwell stood still. The tip of his spear placed ready to invade. Riley held her breath knowing it was going to hurt. Not just the penetration, but the contact with her skin too. She felt it bouncing there, threatening but not fully committed.

"I think he needs some help," Zarina called back past Riley's face, "give him a little push."

Riley felt Maxwell's hips slam into her ass hard forcing a scream out of her. There was no little push involved, Feya shoved Maxwell with all her might. Thankfully he was still covered in his own spunk, making entry easier than it would have been otherwise.

"Rock those hips bitch-boy." Feya said from behind Riley. As the raiders laughed Maxwell began thrusting into Riley with more frequency. She could only groan, eyes winced shut as he continued thumping away in her.

"Harder," Zarina said into Riley's face, "make the whore feel it."

The invading cock slammed into her. Riley's body shook as she was hammered hard from behind. All she could do was grunt, gasp, and occasionally cry out when the pain was too much. As she was being tormented, she could feel her insides warming. All the pain was now mixed with an increasing heated tension. Soon Riley found herself thrusting back as she cried out, needing to hit just the right spot for climax.

Riley felt fur brush along her arms and opened her eyes. Zarina, now naked, was climbing on the table in front of her, pushing a fur-covered pussy into Riley's face. The raiders were cheering, some having decided to play with the other slaves. The sound of hoots and fucking filled the room.

A hand grabbed Riley by the hair and forced her face first into dripping cunt.

"Lick it." Zarina purred.

Riley opened her mouth like she was going to suck the juice of a Nectarfruit and wrapped her mouth around the top of the cat-woman's cunt. Sucking, she found the clit quickly and began lapping at it with her tongue. Zarina purred loudly and ground her hips against Riley's face.

Maxwell leaned down across her back as he continued pounding away at her fiery ass. She felt his breath on an ear, it felt so good, almost lost in all the other ecstatic feelings consuming her. Maxwell hissed in her ear, "You fucking did this to us you worthless cunt."

Riley's world shattered. She saw herself from afar, naked, battered, tied down, getting fucked in the ass, while sucking pussy. It was as low as she'd ever been. A sex slave, used without mercy or regard. Just a thing, an object, a piece of meat. And while she should have been thinking of her duty or crew, she only wanted to get off. She was greedy. Worthless. And she'd gotten her crew captured. They knew it, and here was the proof. Her body continued the motions of pleasing others while her mind fell into a very dark pit.

Maxwell shuddered and stiffened. He pumped load after load of cum into Riley's ass while her body fucked him back furiously. Zarina tightened her grip on the captain's hair, then howled, pressing Riley's mouth and face into her clutching pussy. Clawed fingers slapped Riley three times while she was called crass names. Maxwell pulled out leaving her empty and cold. Then Zarina climbed off the table.

Riley lay there on her stomach, eyes closed as tears burned hot trails down her cheeks. Exposed for all to see as the party raged around her. Fluids dripped down her thighs, off her face. She knew she was still covered in spunk and spit. None of it mattered. She was just a sleave. She'd turned her crew into sleaves. She was a failure. All of this was entirely her fault.

Zarina whispered in her ear, "Zed's going to sell you. That is exactly what you are worth, cunt."