She tried to be responsible for an instant. “Are you going to hurt me?”

  “Small hurts.” He pinched her nipple hard enough to make her gasp, but the quick stab of pain made her insides tumble with desire too. “Hurts to make excite.”

  “And punish for no obey.” Japohn’s open palm suddenly cracked hard against one of her buttocks, and Lindsey jumped. Heat radiated from the blow, and she squirmed from the sensation heating her nether regions. She was definitely turned on by the aliens’ forceful display.

  What an interesting discovery.

  “We’re playing a game right? You don’t mean for real?” With the intoxicant flowing through her, she was fighting to keep her senses. “Just for this?”

  Bacoj leaned close to kiss her gently on the lips. “Yes, a game. Too much, you tell us. We stop.”

  Vax chimed in. “You safe, Lindsey.”

  Well then. There was nothing wrong with a game. She bowed her head, trying for a subservient posture. “I’m yours,” she whispered, excitement making her mouth dry.

  With another chorus of animal growls, the men shifted position until they knelt all around her. Bacoj grasped her upper arm, lifting her upward. “On knees,” he commanded.

  She rose, grateful for the springy vegetation cushioning her bony joints. She looked up at the Dramok for approval.

  “Eyes down. Hands behind back,” he ordered.

  Lindsey dropped her head and brought her hands to the small of her back. She was left staring at the very prominent bulge at the crotch of Bacoj’s formsuit. Honey oozed down her inner thighs.

  “Legs apart.”

  She slid her knees outward, feeling the lips of her sex part open with the motion. She moaned at the sensation.

  “Stay still. You no move. No speak. Punish if no obey.”

  Her backside still gently throbbed from Japohn’s demonstration of the discipline she’d suffer. Lindsey shivered thinking of the rewards of disobedience. She might try misbehaving later. For now, she wanted to know what delights the clan had for their ‘slave’.

  They explored her body with a thoroughness that shocked Lindsey. Despite the intoxication of Vax’s bite and her arousal, she found it hard to remain still. Fear of discovery and capital punishment from the former fanatical regime had scarred her emotional health. At times she wanted to swat away the big hands roaming over her trembling flesh. She fought the instinct to cover her nudity. What had she been thinking to want to remain outside where passing refugees might glimpse her wanton actions?

  The Kalquorians tested her resolve to remain submissive to their demands, drowning out her fears. Calloused fingers pinched her nipples until she shuddered against the mingled pleasure and pain. The thick digits pressed into her sex and anus, probing and stretching the pliant passages. When Vax’s thumb brushed the slick button of raw nerve-endings, Lindsey jerked. The stab of pleasure overwhelmed her senses.

  “Please,” she moaned, eager for more.

  Japohn’s hand smacked hard against her buttocks once, twice, three times. “Silence!” he hissed.

  Lindsey’s hungry sex clenched around Vax’s fingers as the warmth of the blows penetrated deep in her flesh. Her sleeve flexed in a slow, small climax that offered little relief. She panted as the Imdiko’s fingers stilled.

  “We no say pleasure. Wait permission,” he warned. When she peeked up through the hair keeping her face hidden, she saw his normally gentle face was almost as severe as Bacoj’s.

  “You pleasure, Lindsey?” Bacoj demanded.

  “Just a little one. I’m sorry,” she whimpered. She’d never felt less sorry in her life.

  Bacoj grasped her chin and lifted so she faced him. The instant before she cast her eyes downward, she saw the pleased expression he wore. It made her feel good.

  His deep voice held only the steel of command. “You control body. We tell you when pleasure comes.”

  Silence spun out for a moment, finally broken by Japohn’s voice behind her. “You say, yes Dramok.”

  “Yes, Dramok.”

  Bacoj released her chin, and she dipped her head again. The men resumed their clandestine explorations. Lindsey bore it silently, though she wanted to scream her longing for them to take her, to bury their thick appendages deep in her hungry body.

  At last Bacoj stood, peeling his formsuit down his delicious body as he loomed over her like a great tree. Lindsey suddenly found his twin sexes only inches from her face. The scent, so much like cinnamon, hung heavy in the air. His hand gripped the larger of the two penises.

  “Open mouth, slave.”

  A bolt of ecstasy struck her nether regions and she gushed fresh wetness over Vax’s fingers. The Imdiko emitted gruff laughter. “She like,” he informed Bacoj.

  Bacoj buried the fingers of his other hand in her hair, pulling her parted lips to his hard length. He slowly slid into her accepting mouth.

  The spicy-sweet flavor of his lubrication coated her tongue, delighting her. Bacoj tasted scrumptious. Lindsey moaned as he gradually filled her mouth. His stave was hot, and she felt his pulse on the underside of his thickness. She rubbed her tongue against the throb, eager for more of his juices. She swallowed against the delightful intruder. He groaned.

  He slid in further still until Lindsey couldn’t breathe, and she gagged against his implacable entry. Suddenly her hands were planted against his thickly muscled thighs, shoving to escape the terrible choking sensation.

  Bacoj drew back to allow her to recover. As soon as she stopped coughing, Japohn captured her wrists in his hands, pulling them to cross behind her back once more. He held her arms imprisoned there with one hand while peppering her backside with light spanks. “Take what Bacoj give.”

  Tears sprang to her eyes as the thrilling punishment stung. “He’s too big!”

  Harder swats for her temerity to speak. Bacoj still held her by the hair, and he was advancing towards her again. “Open mouth. I teach.”

  Despite the fear of gagging again, Lindsey obeyed the command as if born into servitude. She wanted this. Their domination made her body alive with deep, undeniable yearning.

  Again the velvety slick penis slid into her mouth. “Relax throat. No breathe when all inside. Wait for pull out.”

  She forced herself to remain relaxed as he breached the point of comfort, holding her breath as he pressed farther in. He tilted her head back as he traveled deeper, opening her throat to take all he had. Lindsey closed her eyes in the effort to keep panic at bay.

  Serve him. You’re his slave and have no choice but to accept his demands.

  The immensely titillating thought kept her acquiescent despite the rising terror. After only a moment Bacoj slowly reversed, his smaller penis dragging beneath her chin. Lindsey drew in an uninhibited breath with relief.

  “Good, slave.”

  His approval brought that warm feeling of pleasure again, and she concentrated on his erotic desires as he pushed into her mouth once more. As he established a steady rhythm, Lindsey discovered it excited her to serve him in this fashion. Now that she had the trick of taking him deep, his use of her mouth was enthralling to the senses.

  Japohn kept her wrists imprisoned with one hand while he explored her anus with the other. He’d inserted two fingers deep inside, and he gently stretched her snug tissues. At the same time, Vax ran his fingers over her softest folds, parting the petals to tease her entrance and occasionally pinching her engorged nub. It took all she had to stay still under the intense attention. The fullness in her womb was creeping ever closer to bursting. She didn’t think she could possibly hold it off.

  The vein lining the underside of Bacoj’s penis thrummed hard and fast against Lindsey’s tongue. As Bacoj moved the hot length back and forth, she rubbed firmly against the pulse. His breath caught, and he groaned. “More,” he demanded.

  She obeyed, giving him friction with her velvet flesh. He worked her mouth faster, his gasps coming quickly. “Soon. You swallow.”

  Lindsey was eager to taste him, and she rubbed her tongue over him harder and faster. A low growl greeted her efforts, and Bacoj suddenly tensed, his fist tightening in her hair.

  His shout rang in her ears. Warm, sweet-spicy-salty juice pulsed into Lindsey’s mouth, flooding her senses. Her womanhood flexed hard and she tipped over into paradise as Bacoj filled her with his satisfaction. She swallowed all the thick honey he gave her as her womb swelled and ebbed, swelled and ebbed with completion. Her strangled cries twined with the Dramok’s, joining the chorus of the peepers filling the swamp.

  When Bacoj withdrew, Vax said, “She pleasure again, no permission.”

  “I hear her. Disobedient slave.”

  Japohn released her wrists. “Hands and knees,” he said.

  Lindsey’s sex gave an unrepentant throb as she put herself in the vulnerable position he demanded. She’d never known such ecstasy. If her parents weren’t around, she’d be tempted to ask the Kalquorians to keep her in chains. Being in control was highly overrated, at least where sex was concerned.

  Japohn spanked her thoroughly, his big hand making sure to cover every part of her backside. She gasped with every blow as the punishment warmed her ass. But it felt so good to give herself entirely up to them, so right. The stings of the Nobek’s discipline only fed her body’s craving for their amorous attentions. She was throbbing with need once more.

  It can’t be just the intoxicant. Something in me is definitely twisted she thought. She lifted her hindquarters a little higher, inviting Japohn to continue his chastisement, delighting in his strength.

  A few more smacks, and he stopped. “Warm for you, Vax,” he chuckled.

  A gentler palm traced her smarting cheeks. “Very warm. Laxan feel good,” Vax growled.

  That statement earned very male laughter from the other two men. Lindsey wanted to ask what laxan was, but she had her orders. No speaking. She would mind her masters as much as her eager body would allow.

  Vax snuggled up behind her, his thighs pushing hers farther apart. His sexes lay heavily on her burning rear. “Very warm,” he repeated. “Definite laxan.”

  “You allow this, slave,” Bacoj snarled. “No fight.”

  He waited for a response. “Yes, Dramok.” Lindsey hung her head in obeisance.

  Vax’s hand worked between them to position his sexes. In the haze of the bite’s effects, Lindsey nearly swooned with pleasure to feel his larger organ settle against her anus. If there was a more complete way to give herself to the clan, a more profound gesture of complete surrender, she couldn’t imagine it. She softened in anticipation of his invasion.

  Vax pressed into her taboo chamber slowly. The snug sleeve admitted him, though grudgingly. His smaller organ found entrance to her sex as he crept further into her tightness. When Lindsey whimpered, he paused, giving her a moment to adjust before pushing a bit deeper.

  If she’d been allowed to speak, Lindsey would have told Vax it wasn’t pain that made her breaths come in quiet sobs. It was the immense pleasure of being so utterly possessed, the intensity of absolute submission. She was on the verge of another climax already. Only the slowness of the penetration and his pauses for her comfort kept her from losing control. Her fingers dug shallow ruts in the ground as Vax filled her.

  When his groin finally met her rear, Vax paused again. Lindsey shuddered to feel him seated so deeply within her body. Bacoj and Japohn crowded on either side of her, and someone’s hands clutched the cheeks of her ass and spread them apart so they could see their clanmate rooted inside her.

  “Good slave, take all Vax,” Bacoj said. The praise in his voice made Lindsey feel good.

  “No take me laxan tonight.” Japohn’s voice was heavy with regret. “Too small. Take time for train.”

  “Mouth good. Hot. Wet. You like.”

  “Yes. I like much.”

  “Watch slave face while Vax enjoy?”

  “Yes,” Japohn agreed.

  The two men lay on the ground on either side of Lindsey so they could look up at her face. Strangely, she felt more exposed and vulnerable that way then when they’d looked at where she and Vax joined. Her belly quivered.

  The Imdiko rocked his hips, smoothly pulling out and pushing back in. His hand reached beneath Lindsey to stroke her clitoris. Pleasure was gathering itself, readying to steamroll through her body. She groaned.

  “Pretty slave.” Deep in the fog of arousal, Lindsey wasn’t sure who said it. Fingers closed over one nipple, tightened on the nub to send shivers of delight into her womb.

  “Eager. I think slave disobey again soon.”

  More fingers touched her, inciting growing passion. He was right. She wouldn’t be able to deny another climax. The thought of more punishment brought the burgeoning climax closer. Lindsey shuddered. Vax thrust faster into her accepting warmth. She groaned through gritted teeth. The hot friction drove her nearer to the precipice.

  “I punish slave next.” The greed in Bacoj’s tone told her he looked forward to discipline as much as she did.

  The orgasm was starting, an exploding star burning brighter and brighter. Vax was steadily drumming against her sore backside, his hips pumping harder and harder, as if he’d drive his length right through her.

  “Ah. Ah. Aaaah,” Lindsey cried, the exhalations getting longer as the conflagration swept through her, sending burning heat to raze her entire being. Her body quaked in helpless shudders, and she couldn’t help but meet Vax’s thrusts with her own. The desperate urge to consume him drove away all thoughts of obedience as she rammed her flesh back to swallow him.

  Vax’s shout silenced the peepers, and Lindsey came anew to feel him pulse hugely in the tight confines of her passage. She fell to her elbows and pounded her small fists against the spongy ground.

  Bacoj’s hands closed over her wrists to hold her still and keep her from hurting herself. Lindsey sobbed in helpless bliss as the shockwaves pulsed hugely through her abdomen. To think she’d once contemplated lifelong celibacy! The Kalquorians had shown her the error of her ways.

  At last the climax spent itself, leaving Lindsey as limp as a rag doll. She sagged to the ground as Vax extricated his organs from her clutching sheaths. He patted her rump. “Best laxan for Vax entire life.”

  The other two chuckled. Then Bacoj’s voice turned steely again. “Rise knees, slave. Hands behind back.”

  Lindsey obeyed, her legs shaking. Her ass still smarted from Japohn’s earlier spanking, and she almost dreaded being punished again. Bacoj inspected her tender mounds and frowned.

  “No can more discipline tonight. More dulma may bruise.” He glared as if it was her fault Japohn had been so heavy-handed. “I punish tomorrow.”

  Something to look forward to. Lindsey hid a smile. “Yes, Dramok.”

  “My turn, slave,” Japohn growled. He kneeled in front of her and lifted her up. “Spread legs.”

  She did so, straddling his megalithic thighs. Everything on the man was massive, especially the turgid lengths he filled her with. She groaned as he settled her on his lap. Laxan with Japohn would most assuredly rip her in half. She felt a pang of remorse she was unable to share herself with him in that way.

  But as she curled her legs to wrap around his waist, the feeling of him seated within her womanhood drove away any regret. The Nobek had more than enough going for him to make up for missing out on the ultimate taboo. She liked how he stretched her most pliant flesh to its limits, filling her as no other man possibly could.

  “You pleasure when want now,” he rumbled. “I repay for kindness this morning.”

  “Thank you, Nobek.”

  “You are welcome, slave. Offer breasts.”

  Lindsey pressed her shoulders back, leaning away from Japohn so her breasts pointed up. With her hands still clasped behind her back, she was forced to trust him to hold her and keep her from falling. His grip surrounding her ribcage assured her of her safety.

  His head bent to her chest, capturing first one, then the other nipple in his sucking mouth. The tip of his tongue lashed the pink nubs, making them tighten. Lindsey’s head fell back, and she sighed her pleasure to the stars overhead.

  He held her that way for a long time, suckling gently one moment, hard the next. His sexes flexed within her every now and then, reporting on his pleasure as he consumed the soft mounds. Lindsey warbled delighted little cries, lost in the joy of his warm mouth, teeth and tongue.

  When his fangs broke the skin of her left upper breast, she offered no complaint, not even flinching at the twin pinpricks. Instead, her nether regions clenched around his rigid flesh, offering proof that she’d come to equate sensual pain with pleasure. She closed her eyes to feel the fresh onslaught of intoxicant rush euphoria through her body.