Explorer’s Log: I am on day two of my twenty-six day journey to the star system designated “Inevitable Climax From the Queen’s Attention” by Royal Astronomers. The cosmic ray radiation in this part of space is still playing havoc with the sensors. Some of my scans are just pure gibberish.
I am still compiling the data I gathered from the last planet I was on. The mutations I witnessed among the Crail were on a power scale I have not seen in a biological being. It might take the Royal Science Institute centuries to create a counter-measure for these beings, so the sooner I finish these reports, the better. End Explorer’s Log.
Explorer’s Personal Log: It has been only been two days since leaving the Paladin Brigade and I miss them already. They may have been psychotically unselfish and heroic, but they sure knew how to fuck.
Vaquel Di sat on Chairbot and stared at the biological data on the screen. A skintight red spacesuit clung to her body. Short pink hair crowned a frowning face. Brown cheeks bulged as she idly ran her tongue inside her mouth.
Chairbot hummed beneath Vaquel. Low vibrations pulsed through his seat, gently massaging her curvy ass. Miniature force fields subtly pinched Vaquel’s ass in a pleasing rhythm.
“Fuck, how the hell does a single humanoid body generate enough electrical power to power a starship?” Vaquel said. “The more I study these beings, the more I think the Queen should avoid the fuck out of them.”
BOOM! The ship shook from a sudden impact. Vaquel was nearly thrown from Chairbot but a mini-tractor beam kept her ass in his seat.
“ALERT! Identified Vessel Attacking!” the ship’s computer shouted.
Chairbot wheeled Vaquel from the science console to the navigational console faster than she could have walked. A tactical hologram appeared, depicting a large spaceship with smooth lines, multiple weapon ports and strange energy that arced from two coils located in the rear. It was coming back for another attack run.
She knew this ship. It belonged to a bounty hunter sent from some tyrant dozens of star systems back. What was that Tyrant’s name? Shit, what was the bounty hunter’s name? It had been a year since she had seen him. No, it was two years. What the fuck was he doing still chasing her?
A damage report scrolling across the screen. Shields were barely holding. Main weapons were offline. One of the solar sails was shredded. There no harm at all to the habitation module.
“Of course, not,” Vaquel whispered. “The fucker still needs to bring me back alive.”
“What should we do, Mistress?” Chairbot said.
BOOM! The ship shook again. The shield matrix collapsed.
“That’s not good,” Vaquel said.
There was a humming sound behind Vaquel. She spun in Chairbot’s seat and saw a swirling blue circle appear in the air. That circle was familiar too. It looked like a smaller version of the wormhole that the Glister used. What the fuck was that doing here?
The swirling circle dropped down two meters, sheering half of the science console as it dropped. The wormhole went into the floor and then vanished. There was a perfect circle-shaped hole in the floor.
“Queen’s tit!” Vaquel said, jumping out of her seat. “The fucker has wormhole tech?”
Another wormhole appeared, two meters closer. It appeared in the ceiling and dropped down to the floor. There were now two more holes.
“Hull integrity is intact, Mistress” Chairbot said.
“The fucker is going fishing,” Vaquel said. “He is probably trying to snag me.”
A blue swirl appeared above Vaquel. She dived forward as Chairbot rolled backwards. The wormhole dropped down and vanished, leaving another hole in the floor.
Vaquel’s mind raced. The probe ship was immobile. Weapons were likely offline. The asshole was going to get her sooner than later. She needed help and all she had was her intelligent chair.
No, that is not all she had.
Vaquel ran down the interior of the probe ship. Another wormhole dropped from the ceiling and clipped pieces of the floor and ceiling. She ran in a serpentine path, trying to be as unpredictable as possible.
Two more wormholes formed and dropped. Both missed her but one carved out a section of paneling. She hoped that wall didn’t contain anything important.
Vaquel reached the storage locker. She yanked it open and pulled out a small examination bag. Thank the Queen, she hadn’t processed the contents and recycled it yet. She ripped open the bag and pulled out a small device in the shape of a ‘P.’
It was an honorary Paladin Brigade badge. The heroes told her that it also functioned as a communicator. She didn’t understand the science, but their resident genius assured her that it could reach across lightyears of space.
Vaquel pressed down on a button on the badge. “Emergency! This is Vaquel Di and I am under attack. A terrible villain seeks to capture me! I require assistance! Please respond.”
There was humming sound above Vaquel. She rolled to the left as a dropped wormhole barely missed her.
“Chum Vaquel, this is Mind Lever!” a voice replied. “Where are you?”
“About two days travel from your system,” Vaquel said. A wormhole formed above her head and she stepped to the left to avoid it.
“I have a lock on your badge,” Mind Lever replied. “It will take us a kilosecond to reach you. Can you hold on that long?”
Vaquel blinked. Only a kilosecond? Did she hear that right? How the fuck could they get here so fast?
“Yeah, sure,” Vaquel said.
There was another humming sound. This time it came from beneath Vaquel. She looked down at the wormhole below her feet.
“Oh, shit,” Vaquel said.
Vaquel fell into the wormhole, still clutching the Paladin Brigade badge. Blue energies swirled around her. A feeling of intense arousal suffused her body. She was instantly brought to the edge of climax and held there.
Seconds of unconsummated bliss stretched forever.
Vaquel fell out of the wormhole and onto a solid white floor. As soon as she hit the ground, something hard and metallic grabbed her by the throat. Metal hands grabbed each of her wrists. She was lifted into the air as her legs kicked.
A tall humanoid covered in skintight black cloth stood before her. Four mechanical arms extended from a pack on their back. Two of the arms reached from over their shoulders to hold each of her wrists. One of the metal arms from around his waist held her by the throat. A red helmet, devoid of any features, covered their head.
“Quit struggling and surrender,” the alien said. “I am a licensed bounty hunter under the employ of the Prober Supreme! My designated callsign is Obtanius Vergin Purfim Vorq. You have been targeted for specimen collection!”
“I know who you are, asshole!” Vaquel shouted. She kicked at him with her leg but the metal arms held her at a safe distance.
“And I know how many weapons this belt carries,” Obtanius said. The fourth metal arm reached out and grabbed the controls on her belt. Metal fingers clamped down and ripped it from her body.
Vaquel flicked her hand that was holding the Paladin badge. The small communicator flew and landed quietly somewhere out of sight. It was hard to tell with the alien’s helmet, but she didn’t think he saw her.
“There, you are completely neutralized!” Obtanius said. “Finally!”
Vaquel looked around. The interior of the ship was wide open and filled with strange machines. The place resembled a warehouse rather than a space ship. Debris littered the floor and Vaquel recognized pieces of her ship that wormholes had snatched.
“Now it is time to put you into stasis for the journey home,” Obtanius said. “It has been a long hunt but you are finally mine.”
Obtanius turned towards a large glass tube three meters tall. Still holding Vaquel by the throat and wrists, he walked over to the tube. Small jets fired from his back and the two of them lifted into the air. The seal at the top of the tube slid aside.
“Wait, wait, wait!” Vaquel yelled. It had not remotely been a kilosecond. “What’s the hurry? What have you been up? The last time I saw you, umm, you know, I can’t quite remember.”
Obtanius growled behind his helmet. “You don’t remember? We meet on a planet where the cursed species, the Entitled, hunt humanoid clones. You tricked one of them into fighting me and ran off! I was defeated in battle and taken prisoner!”
“Oh yeah,” Vaquel said. She remembered now. The Entitled were nasty little phallic aliens who rode machines to drive their cock-shaped bodies around. They only lived to fuck and dominate.
“Ouch, I bet they fucked you good, didn’t they?” Vaquel said.
Obtanius hovered over the large containment tube. The metal arms brought Vaquel closer to his red helmet. She couldn’t see his face, but malice radiated from him.
“Eighty day cycles to be precise,” Obtanius said. “Eighty day cycles of being fucked and examined as they sought to clone me. I barely escaped with my life and it took me another two-hundred day cycles to return to my ship. I have been trying to catch up with you ever since.”
“Wow, you must really hate me,” Vaquel said.
“Immensely,” Obtanius said. “Fortunately, I found some remarkable wormhole technology that I was able to repurpose for my needs. It is what allowed me to capture you without entering the treacherous space of your ship. Now you are here, helpless and lacking access to any of your deviant trickery. Specimen processing shall now begin!”
“Wait, wait, wait!” Vaquel yelled. “You are just going to drop me into stasis without even taking a small amount of revenge on me?”
“Ha!” Obtanius said. “This is another one of your delaying tactics, you sexual degenerate! I will not fall for it this time! Into the containment unit you go!”
The metal arms lowered Vaquel down towards the tube.
“Why would I be delaying you? You already won! I can’t beat you but you are sabotaging your own victory!”
The metal arms stopped moving. Obtanius towered above her. “Sabotaging myself? Explain!”
“Look, you won, right?” Vaquel asked. “Some alien cock reamed you silly for eighty days and you are just going to tuck me in stasis and deliver me to your boss? You need your revenge! If you don’t avenge yourself on my helpless body, you will experience regret and a lack of closure! The psychological damage will be immense!”
The arms pulled Vaquel away from the containment tube. Obtanius flew down to the floor with his captive. The metal arms forced Vaquel’s hands behind her back and then forced her to her knees. Thankfully, the hand around her throat released her.
“You may be right, specimen,” Obtanius said. “But why would you care for my mental well-being?”
“I don’t,” Vaquel said. “But once you put me in stasis, I doubt I will ever wake up from whatever the Prober Supreme has planned for me. I’m a sensation seeker, and if the last sensation I get is taking your vengeance, well it is better than nothing.”
“Your degeneracy never ceases to amaze me,” Obtanius said. “Faced with certain doom, you only care about more stimulation!”
“That’s me,” Vaquel said. “A sexual degenerate that has managed to outsmart you over and over again.”
Obtanius lunged forward. One of his organic hands grabbed Vaquel’s left breast. Angry fingers hooked into the tight red fabric and pulled. A wide swatch of cloth pulled free and her heavy brown breast popped out.
“I have learned of many painful stimulations from my time with the Entitled!” Obtanius yelled. He grabbed the fabric around her right breast and pulled. The fabric ripped from her body and her other breast was exposed.
Vaquel’s pussy clenched with excitement. “Tell me more.”
“This is called crate smashing!” Obtanius yelled He swing downward with his open gloved hand and slapped the side of Vaquel’s left breast. WHAP!
“Fuck!” Vaquel yelled. “Warm me up, first!”
WHAP! Obtanius backhanded her tits. The right breast smashed into the left breast. WHAP! He came back around with another open hand slap that stung her tit and smashed it into her other breast.
WHAP! WHAP! Repeatedly, Obtanius slapped and then backhanded Vaquel’s breasts. Mocking laughter came from behind the smooth red helmet. He picked up speed, knocking Vaquel’s heavy tits back and forth in a constant collision.
Vaquel hissed with each slap. The stinging blows enflamed her sensitive flesh. She tried to lean away from his blows but the metal arms holding her wrists behind her back kept her in place. There was no way to escape the rain of slaps.
“I have thought of these appendages of yours often,” Obtanius said.
“How they bounce and jiggle when you move.”
“They are structurally superfluous and yet I want nothing more than to hold one in my hands.”
“Feel free to hold one now!” Vaquel shouted, eager for a respite from the slapping.
“No,” Obtanius said. “But I will enhance your torment.”
The lower metal arms reached for Vaquel’s breasts. Cruel fingers pinched her nipples. Vaquel cried out as the arms pulled, stretching her breasts forward. She tried to lean into it but the arms holding her wrists pulled back.
“Hydrogen death spark,” Obtanius whispered. “Even with their shape deformed, they are still mesmerizing.”
“Thanks,” Vaquel hissed.
The slapping resumed. WHAP! With her nipples pinched and her tits stretched out, the intensity of the slaps were twice as strong. The stinging pain blossomed into bursts of agony.
Vaquel whimpered. The bounty hunter had learned some new tricks. She was helpless and his slapping hand was utterly without mercy. Tears sprang to her eyes. She was almost tempted to beg for mercy but then he might oblige her and put her into the stasis chamber. No, she had to hold out.
How much longer until the kilosecond expired? It felt like a dozen had passed. That was even assuming that the Paladin Brigade could get here that fast. They weren’t a species that travelled through space. Why were they so confident that could be here so soon?
Vaquel’s pussy was wetter than an ocean world. Each slap and backhand send a lightning bolt of pain through her stretched tits that went all the way to her greedy cunt. It made it awfully hard to keep track of how much time had passed. If she could just get one finger onto her pussy, then she could counter some of this pain with much needed bliss.
“I see your pelvis is gyrating,” Obtanius sneered. “You are no doubt aroused by the painful stimulation of your mammary sacks.”
“And don’t forget the humiliation of being captured and helpless,” Vaquel said.
Both lower metal arms released her nipples. Vaquel sighed as the painful pinching came to an end and then winced as blood flow returned to her tender nipples. The sigh turned into a gasp as the metal hands went straight to her crotch and ripped away the cloth. Vaquel’s bare pussy dripped onto the floor.
The lower metal hands went to Vaquel’s underarms and lifted her from the floor. She ascended until Obtanius’ helmet was level with her pussy. A gloved hand traced the contours of her pussy. She tried to grind against his hand but he wouldn’t give her the satisfaction.
“You have deforested yourself,” Obtanius said. “I have long been haunted by the pink hairs that covered this orifice but I find your bare lips to be even more disturbing. One can see the moisture clinging to your vaginal lips.”
“Just wait until you see how it feels when you are inside it,” Vaquel said, undulating towards him.
“You would like that,” Obtanius said. “No, I refuse to give you the pleasure you desire. I will not stimulate your vaginal orifice or your oral orifice. I have seen how much pleasure you derive from both.”
“That might be the sexiest thing you have ever said,” Vaquel said.
“However, my imprisonment with the Entitled has taught me that there is a third orifice that will give me pleasure to stimulate but will deprive you of any sexual satisfaction.”
“Really?” Vaquel said. She was intrigued.
The metal arms spun Vaquel around to face away from the bounty hunter. Gloved hands ripped the spacesuit from her ass. It took a lot of ripping because there was a lot of brown ass to expose.
“Yes, your anal orifice!” Obtanius said.
Vaquel started to laugh but stopped herself. The alien was sincere. He thought fucking her ass would be unpleasant for her.
“Oh no!” Vaquel said. “Please don’t fuck my ass!”
It was an act of supreme self-control for Vaquel not to wiggle her butt.
“Prepare for anal violation, specimen!” Obtanius announced.
The metal arms lowered Vaquel closer to the ground. Her feet touched the floor and the arms holding her underarms shifted to her ankles. Metal hands forced her legs apart at a severe distance. The hands holding her wrists pulled back and extended her arms at a painful angle. With her arms controlled, the metal hands forced Vaquel to bend over at the waist.
Vaquel clamped her mouth shut to keep from moaning. Desire dripped from her pussy and onto the floor. Her slapped tits dangled in front of her.
Gloved hands spread apart Vaquel’s buttocks. Something wet, hot and slippery sprayed her asshole. A thumb rubbed the lubricant into her tight ring.
“You are shuddering with fear, specimen!” Obtanius declared.
Vaquel didn’t trust herself to answer out loud.
Something thick and pulsing pressed against Vaquel’s asshole. She barely had a chance to relax before it pushed into her tight sphincter. The thick phallus invaded her intimate space and slid deep inside her.
“Queen’s tit,” Vaquel swore. He was bigger than she remembered. Parts of his cock vibrated. She had forgotten that his member was cybernetically enhanced. There was no forgetting it now as the vibrations grew stronger.
“Yes, this orifice is quite pleasing,” Obtanius groaned. “And what’s more exquisite is that you feel no pleasure at all!”
Vaquel gasped and then clenched her mouth shut again.
“No sarcastic quips now, specimen?” Obtanius gloated.
Vaquel shook her head and fought the urge to push back on his cock.
“Your silence is my victory!” Obtanius yelled.
The bounty hunter held onto her buttocks with his gloved hands and began to fuck her. Precise, almost robotic thrusts pushed deep into Vaquel’s ass. It was a tight fit and Vaquel felt like she was taking an entire starship up her butt.
Vaquel was helpless in the alien’s metal arms. Her arms hurt from the constant tension and her tender tits bounced together with each thrust. She couldn’t reach her dripping pussy which made the hunger she felt between her thighs all the greater.
It was glorious.
“Every insertion into your anal orifice is a denial of your degenerate needs!” Obtanius gloated.
“Every vibrating pulse in your ass is a vibrating pulse your vaginal orifice will not feel!” Obtanius shouted.
Vaquel shuddered with near-orgasmic delight.
“Every forceful violation of your posterior orifice is a declaration of my victory over you!” Obtanius growled.
“Oh fuck,” Vaquel moaned. Why did the alien bounty hunter have to talk so dirty? She was trying her best to no react but his verbal humiliation of her was so damn sexy. Worse, the vibrations from his cybernetic cock were so powerful that they were penetrating her sex. The asshole might actually make her come.
“Prepare for more pain, specimen!” Obtanius declared.
The cybernetic phallus expanded. It was only a slight increase in girth but it was enough to make Vaquel shout with pleasure. The vibrations increased as well, radiating bliss through her body.
“Ohhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuck,” Vaquel shouted, unable to control herself.
“That sounded suspiciously like pleasure,” Obtanius said. He stopped fucking, his cock still vibrating in her ass.
“No,” Vaquel gasped. She struggled to think. “I am just, uh, cursing my pathetic state and your, uh, superiority.”
Vaquel could hear how terribly unconvincing she sounded. The ruse was up. The alien would have to be completely unaware of humanoid sexual relationships to believe that lie.
Obtanius laughed. “I enjoy your statement of my superiority. Almost as much as I enjoy violating this orifice!”
The alien resumed fucking Vaquel’s ass. He fucked her harder than before as his ego swelled with pride. The vibrations from the cock doubled in intensity.
Vaquel felt her climax coming and she almost didn’t believe it but she shouted her joy as it crashed into her body.
“GLORY TO THE QUEEN!” she shouted, forgetting all pretense at lying.
“Hydrogen death spark!” Obtanius shouted. His cock expelled a thick volume of alien seed within her. There was too much for her ass to contain and it back flowed onto Obtanius’ cock.
BOOM! Something hard hit the ship.
“What despicable trickery is this?” Obtanius shouted.
The arms holding Vaquel suddenly released her. She dropped down to the floor, first onto her knees and then onto her slapped tits. More seed popped out of her ass.
Metal ripped loudly. A red fist punched through a wall. It was followed by a being that appeared to be covered in red overlapping bricks. A small mask covered its mouth. Three white eyes locked in on Obtanius.
“Brick!” Vaquel shouted. The Paladin Brigade was here!
“ITS PUMMELING TIME!” Brick shouted as he charged forward.
More beings followed through the hole. There was an orange woman crackling with electricity. A humanoid covered in shiny metal armor flew into the room and fired laser beams from his shoulders. Another orange humanoid followed behind in a floating chair, their head four times the size of their body.
“No! You will not take my prey from me!” Obtanuis said. “Leave now or I will bring you all back to the Prob- CLANG!”
Obtanius’ threat was silenced by Brick fisting his face. The bounty hunter flew through the air and crashed into strange machinery. The armored humanoid flew after him, pelting him with laser blasts.
The electric alien landed near Vaquel. Triple breasts bounced under her spandex as she moved. An environmental helmet covered her face but Vaquel recognized her friend, Sparkera.
“Are you okay, Chum Vaquel?” the alien asked. “Dual Brain bashed together a space ship in his laboratory as fast as he could but we feared we might be too late.”
“I’m great, Sparkera,” Vaquel said, slowly rising to her hands and knees. “Just give me a moment to feel my legs again. Wait, you guys made a space ship to come get me? And you got here in a kilosecond?”
“I’m sorry it took that long,” Sparkera said, oblivious to Vaquel’s disbelief. “What did this villain do to you?”
“Oh, the usual,” Vaquel said. “He attacked me for no reason, damaged my ship, slapped my tits and then fucked me ass.”
“That monster!” Sparkera said. “Brick, hit him hard for me!”
“WILL DO, SPARKY!” Brick said.
The jackhammer sounds of brick hitting a metal helmet echoed through the ship.
“Chum Vaquel, do you want us to take this villain back to our world and hold him in one of our super-prisons?” Sparkera asked.
“That sounds great, actually,” Vaquel said. She rose to her feet. More seed dripped out of her ass. “This asshole has been bothering me for years. How long will you keep him prisoner?”
“Kidnapping and violating someone is a serious crime,” Sparkera said. “He’s looking at a minimal of twenty years.”
A smile spread across Vaquel’s face. Brick was straddling Obtanius, still raining punches on the bounty hunter’s face. One of Obtanuis’ legs was twitching.
“Hey, wherever you lock him up, make sure he has a picture of me to keep him company,” Vaquel said. “I wouldn’t want him to get lonely.”
“Chum Vaquel, that is awfully kind and generous of you!” Sparkera said.
“It is, isn’t it?” Vaquel said.