Jul 072021

Explorer’s Log: I am on day fourteen of my twenty day journey to the star system designated “The Queen’s Ass Can Shake The Stars,” by Royal Astronomers. My prisoner, HoleBuster-442, tells me that much of this area is frequently patrolled by raiders looking for prey. With that in mind, I have been running on stealth mode and limiting my scanner emissions.

In the meantime, I have successfully connected the power cell I obtained recently to the new laser array. Test shots have been promising. The damage output is truly amazing. If the Royal Navy can reverse engineer this, then the Queen’s forces will be greatly enhanced.

Unfortunately, my attempt to recreate the Entitled’s force field technology has failed. The shield matrix array is just too complex for me to create with my tools. Without that shield, I wouldn’t be able to survive more than two attacks from a standard Entitled ship weapon. End Explorer’s Log.

Explorer’s Personal Log: It is a bit nerve wracking knowing how vulnerable the ship is but I am doing my best to keep calm. Chairbot has been generating a constant low vibration field on his seat that is quite relaxing to sit on. Besides, I am running in stealth mode using what I have learned about Entitled scanners. I just need to trust in the Royal Navy’s tech and I will be fine.


“Fuck!” Vaquel yelled. Smoke stung her eyes. Sparks flew from an overhead panel. She grabbed her glassteel helmet and slapped it on. Her short pink hair fluttered as impure air was flushed from the interior of the helmet. The bright yellow suit clung tighter to her curvy body as it pressurized.

“Where is the ship now?” Vaquel yelled.

“It’s coming back for another attack!” Chairbot yelled from under her ass. The loyal robot had linked to her ship systems in order to help. For some reason, his voice trembled as if he was moaning.

“You have doomed us all, slubie!” HoleBuster-442 barked through his speakers. The phallic alien slammed his body into the side of his containment box. “I told you that your pathetic ship wouldn’t be able to hide from the Raiders! They live to hunt, kill and fuck! Now they are going to board ship, fuck your miserable wet hole and sell me into wage slavery!”

“Shut up!” Vaquel snapped.

“Three more ships detected!” Chairbot said. He trembled under Vaquel’s ass. Was that fear?

Vaquel looked at the navigation screen. Fuck, three more ships were coming from three different directions. The Raiders never worked together. It was every Entitled for themselves out in space.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Vaquel whispered. The probe ship was barely holding together. One more hit would cripple it for good.

Or maybe it is already crippled?

“Shut down all power!” Vaquel yelled. “Vent plasma through the port exhaust!”

“Obeying, Mistress!” Chairbot said. His link to the ship meant he could do all of those things must faster than the ship itself.

“What foolish hysteria is this?” HoleBuster-442 yelled from his speakers. “Has your womb tilted and affected your mind?”

“You never heard of pretending to be dead?” Vaquel said.

“What a foul idea!” HoleBuster-442 said. “No Entitled would ever think of displaying weakness!”

“Good,” Vaquel said. “That is what I am counting on.”

The attacking ship to Vaquel’s rear turned sharply in the direction of the nearest newcomer. It unleashed a barrage of laser fire. The newcomer did as well. Lasers smashed into shields on both ships until the newcomer cracked in half.

“Enemy ship down!” Chairbot said. The vibrations on Vaquel’s ass increased and her pussy responded in kind.

“Control yourself,” Vaquel whispered to her robot, though her hand did go to her sex. She idly stroked herself as she watched the navigation screen.

The two newcomers changed course to engage with the attacking ship, while also launching attacks at each other. The three ships flew in evasive patterns while still fighting. It was a complex dance of speed and lasers.

“I can’t believe it,” HoleBuster-442 said. “The hole-walker’s pathetic scheme worked! We are saved by her lack of pride! We should flee now! The winner of this battle will return to loot the fallen ships and fuck whatever is left alive!”

“Now there’s a thought,” Vaquel said. She looked out the viewport at the shattered ship nearby. “I wonder if it’s shield matrix array works.”

“Mistress, I can drift the probe ship towards the wreckage with the thrusters,” Chairbot said. “The chemical discharge shouldn’t be picked up the Entitled.”

“Do it,” Vaquel said. “HoleBuster, how big is a shield matrix array?”

“About as big as your ass, slubie,” HoleBuster-442 said.

“Hmm, that’s not bad at all,” Vaquel said. She stood up and went to the weapons locker.

“You are really doing this, you ignorant fluck?” HoleBuster-442 said. The phallic alien shook within his cage. Laughter cackled over the speaker.

“Yes, go! Go and get captured when the surviving Raider gets back! Me and Chairbot will stay here and escape while you are getting your holes fucked raw!”

Vaquel walked over to the containment box. The laughter died on the speakers.

“Don’t worry, dickhead,” Vaquel said. “You’re coming with me.”

A few minutes later, Vaquel stepped through an airlock on the broken starship. Lights flickered with low power. The HUD on her glassteel helmet told her there was an atmosphere but she left her helmet on. There was no telling how long the remains of this ship could maintain life support.

A small red cock with white spots flew next to Vaquel. It was HoleBuster-442. The anti-gravity rig around its base looked like a high-tech cock-ring. The phallic alien didn’t need a spacesuit.

“Remember, stay within three meters of me or the gravity rig will smash you through a wall and shoot you towards the nearest star,” Vaquel said.

“Bah! Your threats mean nothing to me,” HoleBuster-442 said. His words broadcasted on a radio channel to Vaquel’s helmet. “Nothing you can do is worse than what an Entitled will do to me if we get caught. I have no interest in becoming someone else’s slave. Let’s find the shield matrix array and get out of here!”

They exited the airlock and turned a corner. A green woman’s face, her mouth open was displayed on the wall. The face was large enough to stretch from the floor to the ceiling. Next to her was another woman, this time with blue skin but a similar expression on her lips. The entire hallway was covered in displays of women’s faces.

“What the fuck?” Vaquel said.

“We Entitled like to keep mementos of our victories,” HoleBuster-442 said. “These are clearly the pained faces of the slubies the owner of this ship has fucked.”

“They look more like happy faces to me,” Vaquel said.

“Ridiculous!” HoleBuster-442 snapped. “An Entitled takes and ravishes! These are the faces of clones in pain, no doubt in the middle of being penetrated most cruelly!”

“I don’t know,” Vaquel said. “Most people don’t roll their eyes when they are in pain.”

HoleBuster-442 ignored Vaquel and floated down the hallway. “Let’s find the array and get out of here.”

Vaquel followed the flying phallus. The Entitled understood these ships better than Vaquel and made an excellent guide. They passed through corridors of moaning faces and soon reached the engineering section.

The door was open and HoleBuster-442 flew in. He went straight to a white device that stood two meters tall. Cables crossed over the device in complex patterns. Vaquel recognized the device from the schematics that HoleBuster-442 had given her.

“Wait, this is the shield matrix array?” Vaquel said. “It’s huge! You said it was as big as my ass?”

The floating cock turned towards her. “It isn’t? They look the same size to me.”

“Look, asshole,” Vaquel said. “How the fuck are we going to move it?”

“Easily, you ignorant flucker,” HoleBuster-442 said. “This button decouples the array from the mounting and this button activates the gravity suspensor to make it weightless. Then you just push it to the airlock. Should I explain it again in simpler words? I know how rarely blood reaches your brain because they pool in those giant sacks you call tits.”

“You smug little cock,” Vaquel muttered. “Wait, what is that thing over there?”

Vaquel pointed at a curious device. It was a floating sphere with five attachments sprouting from it and all them were phallic. A disc hovered half a meter above the sphere and several metal tentacles dangled from it.

“It is a torture device for hole-walkers,” HoleBuster-442 said. “I used to have one. They are great for tormenting your captives. Except mine didn’t have a vibrator function, and wait, these spikes are smooth and ribbed. This piece looks like a tongue.”

“It’s not a torture device, dickhead,” Vaquel said. “It’s a machine for getting humanoids off.”

“Rageshit,” HoleBuster-442 swore. “You’re right. How disgusting! I knew Entitled who became Raiders were deviants but his is unthinkable! He actually pleasures his captives!”

“Turn it on,” Vaquel said. “I want to try it.”

“Are you insane, slubie?” HoleBuster-442 said. “As soon as those Raiders are done fighting, they’re going to come here to loot this ship!”

Vaquel opened a channel back to the probe ship. “Chairbot, how is the fight going?”

“One of the Raiders was incapacitated but five more Raiders have joined the fight!” Chairbot reported.

“Perfect,” Vaquel said. “Activate the sextoy, HoleBuster.”

The alien cock hovered in front of Vaquel. The white spots seemed to pulse. “You are really not leaving until you satisfy your disgusting slick hole, are you?”

“Not a chance, dickhead,” Vaquel said.

“Rageshit!” HoleBuster-442 snapped. He flew over to a panel and rammed his head into glowing buttons. “I cannot believe that I have been reduced to serving as a technician for a biped’s pleasure!

There was a hum from the sphere. The attachments vibrated and then retracted into the sphere. The floating globe rotated and dropped down low enough for Vaquel to sit on.

“Good,” Vaquel whispered. She pressed a button on her belt. The locks on her helmet popped free and she took it off. Another button press and a seam appeared in her yellow spacesuit over her sex. She pulled the seam apart to reveal the thick pink bush of her pubic hair. A few strokes of her fingers opened the brown lips of her pussy.

“What do I do?” Vaquel said.

The sphere dived between Vaquel’s legs. She nearly fell over but powerful gravitational forces compelled to legs to close around the sphere. Something narrow and vibrating pressed against her pussy lips and entered her.

“Whoa!” Vaquel cried out. The slender dildo arced inside of her sex and curved with her natural slope. Strong vibrations brought her sex to life in an instant.

“Not bad!” Vaquel said. “Keeping my balance on this thing is almost a workout.”

“It’s not fully activated yet, flucker,” HoleBuster-442 said.

The disc flew to over Vaquel’s head. Metal tentacles stretched down and wrapped around Vaquel’s wrists. The tentacles then retracted, forcing Vaquel’s arms to pulled straight up.

“Fuck!” Vaquel yelled. “Let go!”

“I thought you were enjoying the pleasure device, slubie!” HoleBuster-442 said. “Try another setting!”

The slender dildo withdrew from Vaquel’s sex. Something much thicker pushed up into her. She cried out as her tight pussy struggled to contain it all.

“Oh, you fucking cock!” Vaquel cried out.

The thick cock vibrated with increasing intensity. Vaquel shuddered from the powerful sensations. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

There was a flash of light. On the far wall, an image of Vaquel’s face was projected.

“Ha!” HoleBuster-442 snorted. “The Entitled who owns this ship is incapacitated and he still made a trophy of you!”

Vaquel tried to think of a retort but the vibrations were too strong. She could feel the buzzing in her stomach. Her pussy shuddered around the thick dildo as juices flowed onto the sphere.

HoleBuster-442 tapped a few more buttons with his head.

The dildo in Vaquel’s sex withdrew. Something smaller, but still decent in girth pushed into her. It filled her pussy and then began to pump at a steady pace.

“Oh, fuck yes,” Vaquel cried. “Right there! Keep doing that!”

BOOM! The ship rocked. Vaquel cried out in fear and them moaned with pleasure as the dildo continued to fuck her.

“We’re going to die!” HoleBuster-442 screamed.

“Don’t worry, Mistress!” Chairbot announced over the comm. “That was the shockwave of an exploding Raider ship. There are still four Raiders fighting.”

“We must stop, slubie,” HoleBuster-442 said. “Even your inferior hole-tainted mind understands that!”

“Keep . . .going . . .” Vaquel groaned.

There was a growl from HoleBuster-442’s communicator. He flew back over to the control panel and slammed into a few more buttons.

More tentacles stretched down from the disc above Vaquel. A tentacle wrapped around each of her breasts. They constricted, straining the yellow spacesuit as they compressed Vaquel’s plentiful breasts into tight cylinders.

“Oh, you fucker!” Vaquel cried through gritted teeth. The pain on her tits was incredible.

It also made he pussy all the wetter.

Another port opened in the sphere Vaquel was sitting on. It was another tentacle, although much smaller and made of a softer material. The red tentacle reached for Vaquel’s sex and burrowed into her pink pussy hair. The tiny tentacle flailed at her sex lips like a tongue.

“Queen’s tit!” Vaquel cried. No humanoid tongue could move as fast as that little tentacle. Combined with the pain of her tits being crushed and the pumping of the dildo, the pseudo-tongue was speeding her to orgasm.

“Yes, yes, yes, Glory to the Q-UUHCK!”

As Vaquel was screaming her orgasm, HoleBuster-442 flew into her open mouth. The red phallus jammed itself between her lips and hit the back of her throat. Ignoring her choking, the alien phallus gleefully fucked her mouth.

“Take it you filthy slubie!” HoleBuster-442 taunted over the comm line. “Just sitting there, taunting me with your fuck-mouth and you didn’t expect me to use it! My rightful place is inside any hole that I choose!”

Vaquel gagged on the alien fucking her mouth. The spasms caused her pussy to clench tighter around the thrusting dildo inside her. The surprise abuse and filthy language pushed her towards another orgasm.

“MMMMMM!” Vaquel cried with a mouth full of sentient phallus.

A second min-tentacle joined the first. Twin tongues lashed at her pussy lips as the vibrating dildo fucked her. Juices flow from her sex, soaking the hovering sphere and dripping onto the floor.

“Take more of my magnificent girth you flucker!” HoleBuster-442 yelled. “Choke on it! I love the feeling of you gagging around me!”

Vaquel climaxed again. The resulting shudders caused her to choke spectacularly.

HoleBuster-442 flew out of Vaquel’s mouth. She continued to gag and drool feel from her lips. Tears stung her eyes.

“You fucking dickhead!” she snapped. “When we get back-UHHCK!”

HoleBuster-442 slammed back into Vaquel’s mouth. The sentient phallus pulsed in her mouth with laughter. He roughly fucked her mouth, changing angles quickly to stretch her cheeks from the inside.

“Your threats are meaningless to me!” HoleBuster-442 cackled over the speakers. “Suck on your superior, slubie!”

The dildo in Vaquel’s pussy paused. Studded bands emerged from the smooth surface. The fucking resumed.

Pleasure suffused Vaquel’s body. Her jaw went slack as HoleBuster-442 ruthlessly fucked her mouth. Both eyes rolled as her back arched.

There was another flash of light. Vaquel saw another picture of her face appear on the wall. This time it showed the flying red phallus deep between her lips.

Another shudder went through her body.

“Mistress! Seven more ships have joined the fight!” Chairbot reported over the comm. “Current number of ships fighting is nine!”

HoleBuster-442 flew out of Vaquel’s mouth again. It hovered in front of her face. A line of spit connected her lips to the red phallus’ tip.

“You fucking asshole,” Vaquel whispered. Her jaw hurt to speak.

“Good idea, hole-walker,” HoleBuster-442 said and he hovered down to the belt around her waist. He tapped his head against a button and Vaquel felt her spacesuit open in the back. Cool air kissed her bare brown bottom.

“What the fuck?” Vaquel said. HoleBuster-442 flew behind her. The tip of his head pressed against the crack of her ass. Vaquel tried to rise up but the gravity fields of the sphere kept her thighs in place. She tried to use her hands but of course the tentacles arms from the floating disc wouldn’t let go.

HoleBuster-442, slick with her spit but not slick enough, pushed against her asshole. The wiggling red phallus slithered against the tight brown ring until it slowly expanded. The sentient cock then pushed himself the rest of the way in.

“QUEEN’S TIT!” Vaquel swore. The Entitled was a little too big, a little too dry and way too much for her ass to take. It felt like her insides were being compressed to make way for a massive cock.

Vaquel climaxed again.

“Yes! I feel your pleasure as you clench tighter!” HoleBuster-442 exclaimed. “Your ass-burrow is mine, slubie! I am your lord and master! Say my name, flucker!”

Vaquel’s struggles caused the tentacles around her breasts to squeeze tighter. Her tits felt like twin stars of pain. She couldn’t believe the shape her round mounds were being compressed into.

The pain in Vaquel’s chest was beautifully countered by the sphere’s attention on her pussy. A third pseudo-tongue lapped at her sex while the studded dildo continued to fuck and vibrate inside of her. The sphere itself vibrated lightly, adding a pleasant tingling to Vaquel’s thighs.

But Vaquel barely noticed any of that because all of her attention was on the thick angry phallus fucking her ass. It reamed her tight hole without mercy. Not hampered by a body and aided by the antigravity ring, the sentient cock plunged in and out with pitiless aggression.

“I’m going to detonate inside your filthy hole, slubie!” HoleBuster-442 bragged. “I’m going to fill your dirty little shit-burrow with my essence and you can’t do a thing about it!”

“Glory the Queen!” Vaquel cried as she came again.

Hot seed shoot into Vaquel’s crammed asshole. The sentient phallus lurched and squirmed. The feeling of warmth penetrated deep within Vaquel. The quantity of seed felt like twice the size of the Entitled inside her.

HoleBuster-442 shook violently for ten seconds and was suddenly still. There was another pulse and more seed pushed into Vaquel. She felt like she was going to burst at any moment.

The sphere kept fucking Vaquel. It was almost too much. The three mini-tentacles lavished her pussy with adoration as the studded vibrator increased in speed. Throughout it all, HoleBuster-442 sat in her ass, his hot seed cooling inside of her.

“Glory to the Queen!” Vaquel cried again.

The ship shook. “Mistress, that was a shockwave from four ships colliding! There are only two fighters left! You should hurry back and come sit on me!”

Vaquel winced reflexively. She doubted that she would be sitting for a long time.

“HoleBuster, wake up!” Vaquel snapped. “There are only two Raiders left fighting.”

There was no response inside her ass.

“Fine, stay in my ass and get captured by the Entitled,” Vaquel said. “Maybe they will sell you to a tycoon zone and you can coordinate cargo bay drones for the rest of your miserable near-immortal life!”

“Rageshit,” HoleBuster-442 muttered. He pulled out of Vaquel’s ass, thankfully at a sluggish pace. When he popped free of her tight ravished hole, it felt like a liter of seed gushed out.

HoleBuster-442 flew into the control panel. The tentacles from the flying disc released Vaquel’s arms and tortured breasts. The dildo swiftly withdrew from her over-stimulated pussy. The gravity felid turned off and the sphere suddenly tilted forward one hundred and eighty degrees. Vaquel slid off the pussy juice-soaked sphere and fell onto the floor.

“Fuck!” Vaquel yelled. Hitting the floor tender tits first muted some of her afterglow.

“Are you still on the floor?” HoleBuster-442 said. The shield matrix array floated next to Vaquel. The alien cock had already decoupled it and made it weightless. He hovered in the air, still dripping with seed.

Vaquel jumped up and grabbed the slimy phallus. The red cock pulsed in her hand.

“You bound, fucked and abused my body,” Vaquel whispered.

“And I will do it again, slubie!” HoleBuster-442 shouted over the comm link.

They stared at each other intensely. Well, Vaquel stared at the phallic alien. HoleBuster-442 didn’t have visible eyes, but she was sure that he was looking at her.

“Mistress!” Chairbot said over the comm. “One of two remaining ships lost half of its mass! It is still fighting but probably not for long! You should return now! My seat warmers are standing by!”

Vaquel released the alien. “You are damn lucky that was a good rough fuck. Try it again and I will send you to the Entitled myself.”

HoleBuster-442 pulsed silently in the air. Whether it was with fear or arousal, Vaquel wasn’t sure.

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