Explorer’s Log: I am on day fourteen of my twenty-six day journey to the star system designated “The Way The Queen Stands on the Crotches of her Haters,” by Royal Astronomers. The ship density is low here and I have been able to avoid any encounters. Ship functions are at peak efficiency.
Scans have detected a single lifeform inside a small vessel. It has a slight amount of power but no propulsion. I suspect it is an escape pod of some sort. Scans are having trouble reading the lifeform, but is too big to be one of the Entitled, unless those phallus-shaped aliens grow to a meter in height. It is probably a member of their slave species.
I will attempt a rescue and pump the slave for information. If they are useful, I might even reach another planet before shutting them out the airlock. End Explorer’s Log.
Explorer’s Personal Log: Information won’t be the only thing I pump out of this slave. Queen’s tit, I hope it is a woman. I could really do with some pussy.
Vaquel Di stood by the airlock. She wore an intimidating black spacesuit today that stuck to her curvy body like a second skin. Weapons hung from a white belt around her waist. Short curly pink hair crowned her head. Matching black lipstick shone on her lips. She had a laser pistol in one hand while the other hand idly played with a stiff nipple poking against her spacesuit.
Outside the airlock, tractor beams pulled a small vessel, barely the size of a closet, towards the probe ship. Vaquel watched through a monitor as the cylinder’s door was oriented to the airlock. Scans were still fuzzy on the interior of the vessel but something was alive in there.
“Get ready, Chairbot,” Vaquel said. “I want you linked to the controls and ready to jettison this vessel on my command. We don’t need to lug its extra weight and slow us down.”
“Yes, Mistress!” the loyal robot said a meter behind her.
There was a rattling noise. Vaquel scowled at the containment aquarium that held HoleBuster-442. The phallic alien was slamming itself into the sides of his enclosure again. A blinking red light on the glass indicated that the cock-shaped alien was speaking through his communicator but it was set on mute.
“Chill out, asshole!” Vaquel snapped. HoleBuster-442 was her prisoner and she kept it alive because it was supposed to provide crucial intelligence on his fellow Entitled. On the last world they visited, the smug dick had told Vaquel that she would be unmolested by others of his kind if she carried an unbreakable puzzle on her communicator. He neglected to mention that a lot of the Entitled just used cheat programs to break the harder puzzles.
Fortunately, Chairbot had made a puzzle unbeatable by Entitled technology but Vaquel was still pissed off about it. She had muted HoleBuster-442’s cage ever since and the egotistical cock responded with these occasional tantrums
The vessel’s door was near the airlock. Force fields activated and created a temporary safe zone between the ships. Oxygen was pumped into the fragile environment.
The door on the other ship cracked open. A small woman, naked with bright blue skin peeked out. Curly green hair framed her face.
Vaquel opened the airlock. She pointed her laser pistol to the ground and waved the woman over. “Come quick!” she said.
The blue woman swung her door wide open. Small blue breasts adorned her chest but Vaquel’s eyes dropped down to the woman’s waist. Wide hips couldn’t hide an even wider ass behind it. Queen’s tit! How did that ass get in such a small craft!
“Are you rescuing me?” the woman called out. Her voice was soft and delicate.
“Yes!” Chairbot said. The ass-obsessed robot was at the airlock with Vaquel. “Hurry!”
“Shut up, you!” Vaquel snapped at the robot. “Not you!” she shouted at the blue woman. “Get your ass over here!”
“Praise the Masters!” the blue woman squealed. She turned sideways and slowly squeezed through the door. It was a tight fit.
“Queen’s tit,” Vaquel whispered. The sight of the large blue ass made the inside of her spacesuit damp.
The blue woman slipped free of the doorway and quickly crossed the force field. Her hips swung as if trying to counteract the centrifugal force of the buttocks she was carrying. Like most of her cloned species, the woman barely came up to Vaquel’s chest. She was completely naked, except for the glittering sheen of some sort of lotion or oil.
“The oil might be to help her get through doors,” Vaquel thought to herself.
The blue woman came into Vaquel’s ship. Vaquel closed the airlock and gave the signal. The force fields released the tiny vessel and sent it adrift.
“Thank you, slave, for rescuing me!” the blue woman said. “Take me to your Master so I may thank him!”
“Mistress is no one’s slave!” Chairbot said. The robot chair had wheeled itself directly behind the blue woman. His seat was already rising towards her giant butt.
“Mistress? What does that mean?” the blue woman said.
“It is my title,” Vaquel said. “Although you can call me Vaquel. What is your name?”
“My Master calls me Boom-Boom,” the woman said.
“Yeah, I bet he did,” Vaquel said. She grabbed the smaller woman by the shoulders and spun her around to take a better look at her ass. Chairbot whined behind her and lowered his seat.
The woman had a perfect blue bubble butt. Both buttocks were nearly spheres. Vaquel grabbed a cheek and squeezed. It was almost rock hard.
“Queen’s tit,” Vaquel swore.
Boom-Boom swatted Vaquel’s hands away. “Slaves shouldn’t touch each other without their Master’s permission!” She turned back around and looked at Vaquel with disdain.
Vaquel frowned. The Entitled didn’t value intelligence among their clone slaves. This one was clearly missing a few of the brighter genes. Oh well, Vaquel didn’t mind stupid when they carried an ass like that. She holstered her laser pistol. This one was no threat.
“How did you end up out here?” Vaquel asked.
“Raiders attacked my Master’s ship,” Boom-Boom replied. “He ordered me to carry him to the escape pod but a hull breach ripped him from my hands. I barely managed to make it to the pod myself. The Raiders ignored me and I have been drifting for seventeen days.”
Vaquel kept staring at the woman’s ass. “Clearly you didn’t starve on the pod.”
Boom-Boom didn’t reply. She walked away from the airlock and looked around the cramped interior of the probe ship. Her eyes swept past the hygiene pod, the sleep bunk and the algae dispenser with little interest.
Chairbot rolled beside her. “Boom-Boom, would you like to sit down?” The contours of his seat rippled with anticipation.
“What is this?” Boom-Boom said, pointing at Chairbot.
“He’s my robot chair,” Vaquel said. “Though if he keeps talking, he is in danger of becoming excess weight and will be dumped out the airlock.”
Boom-Boom stopped listening partway through Vaquel talking. She returned to look around the interior and spotted HoleBuster-442’s enclosure. The blue woman let out an ear-piercing squeal.
“There’s your Master!” Boom-Boom cried. She ran towards the aquarium and grabbed the sides of it. “Thank you for saving me! Please, fuck me and claim me for your harem!”
HoleBuster-442 shook violently in his cage, slamming himself into the glass wall. The speaker light blinked furiously as he ranted. Vaquel was amused by his reaction. The cocky dick must be dying to jam himself into that blue ass.
“Look, that’s not my Master, or anyone’s Master,” Vaquel said. “He is my captive. I run this ship and you should be thanking me.”
Boom-Boom laughed and bent over to hug HoleBuster-442’s aquarium. Her round blue ass was on full display to Vaquel. “He is your captive? That’s ridiculous! Master, let me punish your slave for her lies and prove how useful I can be!”
“Okay. fuck this,” Vaquel said. She walked over to Boom-Boom and grabbed her by the hair. As the blue woman screamed, Vaquel took a few steps back and faced HoleBuster-442’s cage.
“Chairbot, get under my ass now!” Vaquel snapped.
“Yes, Mistress,” Chairbot said. There was a little less enthusiasm in his voice than usual but Vaquel would deal with that later. The robot rolled behind Vaquel as Vaquel began to sit. The padded seat cradled her ass with his usual perfect fit.
“Time for you to learn who the boss is around here,” Vaquel said. Still holding onto Boom-Boom’s head, she pulled the blue woman across her lap. As the blue woman struggled, Vaquel let go of her hair and grabbed one of the clone’s arms instead. Vaquel was much stronger than the smaller woman, and she easily pinned the woman’s arm to the small of her back.
“Master!” Boom-Boom yelled. “See how your slave abuses me for declaring my loyalty to you!”
“Woman, they must have skimped on your intelligence genes to pump up that ass,” Vaquel said.
“It was good design decision!” Chairbot said.
“Shut up,” Vaquel snapped. She grabbed a handful of Boom-Boom’s ass. It was delightfully firm. The glistening oil wasn’t as slippery as Vaquel was expecting. For a moment, she lost her train of thought as she groped the bubble buttock.
“Master!” Boom-Boom cried out again. “Stop your jealous slave and claim me for yourself! My come-hole aches for you!”
Whap! Vaquel slapped Boom-Boom’s abundant ass with her bare hand. The firmness of the woman’s butt stung Vaquel’s hand. The pain was alleviated slightly by the sight of that firm buttock bouncing.
“Ow! Help me, Master! Help!” Boom-Boom cried.
“I’m the Master, I mean Mistress here!” Vaquel said. She rained down six more slaps, three to one buttock and then three to the other. The hard buttocks jiggled slightly in ways that made Vaquel’s mouth water.
“Help, Master, help!” Boom-Boom continued to scream. She kicked her legs and squirmed on Vaquel’s lap. The blue woman was too weak to escape Vaquel’s single pinning hand.
“You’re a slow learner,” Vaquel said. “I like that.”
Vaquel tore into Boom-Boom’s butt with more spanks. The woman’s ass was as hard as a force field but she screamed with every slap. A slight purple color started to form on the shiny blue buttocks. The repeated slaps sent oil flying and it wasn’t long before Boom-Boom’s bottom was completely dry.
The same could not be said for the blue woman’s pussy. Liquid heat dripped from her pubic hair and splattered against Vaquel’s leg. Curious, Vaquel paused in her spanking to slip a finger into hairy sex. Slick warmth gripped her finger.
“Ohhh,” Boom-Boom moaned. “See how you slave molests me, Master? It should be you violating my come hole!”
Vaquel tried to pull her finger out. The suction of the blue pussy was incredible. She had to exert herself to finally get her finger free.
“Queen’s tit, that shit is tight!” Vaquel said.
“Hear that, Master?” Boom-Boom said to HoleBuster-442’s enclosure. “My come-hole is tight and ready for you!”
“Yeah, see that asshole?” Vaquel said to HoleBuster-442. “If you weren’t such a dick on the last planet, I would let you fuck this willing slut.”
HoleBuster-442 undulated wildly inside his cage. The speaker light blinked rapidly. It looked like he was having an epic fit.
Vaquel hit Boom-Boom’s ass again. Whap! The loud sound of the slap echoed through the ship’s interior, followed by Boom-Boom’s scream of distress.
“Ooow! You’re killing me!” Boom-Boom whined.
“Only thing dying here is my hand,” Vaquel said. It was starting to ache but she loved slapping that ass too much to stop. She used lighter spanks on the blue ass and that helped with the pain.
Fortunately, Boom-Boom was so sensitive and Vaquel was so strong that lighter slaps didn’t diminish the blue woman’s suffering. She screamed and kicked her short little legs. The woman’s free arm slapped useless against Chairbot’s wheels. Pussy juices continued to flow and form a puddle against the side of Vaquel’s leg.
Still, the repeated slaps against a hard ass took its toll on Vaquel’s hand and she had to stop. She shook her hand and tried to get rid of the stinging sensation. What she needed was a bucket of ice.
“Have you learned your lesson?” Vaquel asked.
Boom-Boom whimpered on Vaquel’s lap. The welts on her blue butt had done from purple to a deep burgundy. The buttocks clenched and unclenched in spasms.
“I’ve learned that Master enjoys seeing his slaves suffer,” Boom-Boom said. “So I will endure this torment to make him happy!”
“Rageshit!” Vaquel snapped, unconsciously borrowing one of HoleBuster-442’s own curses. “Chairbot, bring us to the toy locker!”
“Yes, Mistress!” Chairbot said. The loyal robot wheeled Vaquel and her captive over to a set of panels. The seat rotated and rose a few decimeters so Vaquel’s free hand could reach the locker.
Vaquel opened the locker door and reached inside. A black paddle sat in the back, a little dusty from not being used lately. Ever since Chairbot upgraded his vibrating seat to deliver a credible spanking, Vaquel’s hasn’t had much use for the paddle. Vaquel held onto it because it pained her to part with a perfectly good instrument of discipline and pain.
“Here we go,” Vaquel said. She pressed the flat of the paddle against Boom-Boom’s ass. Chairbot wheeled back into the center of the ship and lowered himself back to optimal spanking height.
“I’m going to spank you until you understand that I am the Mistress here,” Vaquel said. “Beg me for mercy, not that impotent cock I have in a cage!”
Boom-Boom shook her head. “I will never do that! Master is clearly trying to test my intelligence! Only a fool would obey a fellow slave!”
Vaquel glanced at the HoleBuster-442. The alien phallus was leaning back and forth. He was desperately trying to get her attention. Good. She enjoyed denying him what he wanted.
Vaquel slammed the paddle into Boom-Boom’s ass. WHOMP! The firm ass took the hit and barely budged. The sound of the impact was like a drum being struck.
“Slubie!” Boom-Boom screamed.
Vaquel smiled. The blue woman had switched to insults. Vaquel rapidly spanked the burgundy bottom with the paddle.
“Fucking whorser!” Boom-Boom shouted. “When I am the favorite slave, I’m going have the Master sell you to a Mining Zone!”
“Hit her harder, Mistress!” Chairbot squealed under Vaquel.
Vaquel did. The paddle protected Vaquel’s hand as she delivered spank after spank. She made sure to strike from different angles so that Boom-Boom couldn’t predict what was coming next. The burgundy area on the blue woman’s butt grew larger and larger until it encompassed her buttocks.
Chairbot activated his vibrating seat and Vaquel shuddered. She didn’t admonish the robot’s initiative. The tingling sensations caused her own pussy juices to flow into her suit.
“I hate you, you fucking nitch!” Boom-Boom screamed.
“What the fuck is a nitch?” Vaquel thought but she didn’t want to stop her spanking to ask.
WHOMP! WHOMP! WHOMP! The burgundy butt took Vaquel’s abuse. Boom-Boom’s insults turned into sobs. The juices from her pussy soaked the spacesuit on Vaquel’s leg.
“Stop! Stop! Please, stop, Mister!” Boom-Boom yelled.
Vaquel paused in mid-swing. “I think you meant, Mistress.”
“Yes! Mistress! Mistress! Mistress! Mistress!” Boom-Boom babbled.
“Then you accept that I am the one running this ship? And that you will obey me?” Vaquel asked.
“Yes, Mistress!” Boom-Boom said. I will serve and obey you!”
“About fucking time,” Vaquel said. She pushed the blue woman off her lap. Before Boom-Boom had fallen to the floor, Vaquel had spread her legs and pressed a button on her belt. A slit appeared over Vaquel’s crotch and then widened into a circle. Vaquel’s pink pubic hair, slick with her juices was revealed.
“Eat your Mistress, slave!” Vaquel said.
Boom-Boom nodded and rose to her knees. She winced as the welts in her ass flared. It was only a moment’s hesitation as she quickly crawled between Vaquel’s legs and pressed her face to the slick pussy.
“I’ve never done this before,” Boom-Boom said.
Vaquel grabbed Boom-Boom by her short green hair. “No better time to learn,” she said as she pulled the blue woman’s face to her sex.
Warm lips pressed against Vaquel’s pussy. A long tongue pushed in and swirled. Warm breath tickled Vaquel’s pubic hair. The tongue reached deep and rapidly flicked.
“Queen’s tit,” Vaquel groaned. When it came to pussy-eating, Boom-Boom was a fast learner. Vaquel rubbed the woman’s face into her crotch.
Boom-Boom started to suck on Vaquel’s pussy. Chills went up Vaquel’s spine. The blue woman had a lot of suction in her throat. It was a strange sensation that made her all the more sensitive.
“Stick your butt out,” Vaquel whispered between groans. “I want to see that ass,
With her mouth stuck to Vaquel’s pussy, Boom-Boom got on all fours and scooted her ass back. The burgundy butt arched up high as Boom-Boom dipped her back. The perfect butt twerked in the air in a blatant display.
Hole-Buster-442 was directly behind the bubble butt. The phallic alien trembled in place. The speaker light blinked furiously.
“Oh yeah, you wish you were in that ass,” Vaquel taunted. “I bet you would love to jam your thick self into that tight little hole.”
HoleBuster-442 quivered with what Vaquel assumed was rage.
The vibrations under Vaquel increased. Vaquel gripped Boom-Boom’s head with both hands. The combination of Chairbot’s vibrators and the blue woman’s suction pushed Vaquel to the edge.
“Glory to the Queen!” Vaquel cried. Bliss rocketed through her body.
The vibrations grew stronger. “Don’t forget to make Boom-Boom sit on me when you’re done, Mistress! I can keep punishing her for you!”
Vaquel snorted. “You just want that giant bottom on your seat,” she said. “Get me off again and I might consider it.”
Boom-Boom groaned into Vaquel’s sex. The vibration of her lips felt wonderful against Vaquel’s pussy. The blue woman placed her hands on both of Vaquel’s thighs with surprising strength. She sucked harder as she licked.
Chairbot’s seat vibrated harder. The back reclined a few degrees and Vaquel leaned back into it. A small force field emerged from the seat to press between Vaquel’s buttocks.
Vaquel cried out and looked down. Boom-Boom’s blue face looked up at her, her face shiny with juices. The beautiful burgundy ass bounced with sexual energy.
“Oh shit, I’m going to keep her,” Vaquel thought. She already had a robot chair, and an alien cock prisoner; what was one more pet? The weight displacement needed to be compensated for, which meant Vaquel might have to jettison some sexy toys, some survey equipment and maybe some emergency water, but it might be worth it.
Boom-Boom sucked harder on Vaquel’s pussy and Vaquel came again.
“Glory to the Queen!” Vaquel shouted. She let go of Boom-Boom’s face to grip Chairbot’s arms. The robot increased his vibrations as Vaquel climaxed.
Boom-Boom lifted her face from Vaquel’s sex. A pink pubic hair clung to her lip. “Please, Mistress, can I please come now?”
Vaquel nodded, a little breathless. She stuck her left leg out. “You can hump my foot.”
Boom-Boom immediately mounted Vaquel’s leg on the ankle. She gripped Vaquel’s calf and began to grind right away. Back and forth her dripping sex slid over Vaquel’s foot.
“Oh nice,” Vaquel said. She expected Boom-Boom to complain or resist such a humiliating action but nope, the clone slave obeyed instantly. Chairbot and HoleBuster-442 could learn a lot from this one.
“Oh yes, yes, yes, yes,” Boom-Boom babbled as she humped Vaquel’s foot. Her small breasts bounced with every hump. Juices dripped from her open mouth. The force of her pussy-eating had bruised her blue lips purple. She shuddered from her impending orgasm.
Vaquel tapped the arm of Chairbot’s arm and the robot ceased vibrating. She relaxed into the afterglow of her orgasms. Lazy daydreams of what to do with her ass-gifted slave floated through her imagination.
A rattling sound disturbed Vaquel’s daydreams. It came from HoleBuster-442’s cage. The thick alien cock was throwing himself at the glass walls hard enough to make the enclosure move across the surface of the table. The speaker light flashed like a beacon.
“Queen’s tit, what?” Vaquel snapped. The Entitled couldn’t answer because the speaker was still turned off. “Chairbot, bring me closer!”
Chairbot wheeled towards HoleBuster-442’s enclosure. Boom-Boom followed along, hopping as she continued to hump Vaquel’s leg. Vaquel turned in the seat, turning Boom-Boom with her leg, so she could reach the speaker button.
“What is so damned important?” Vaquel snapped as she pressed the button.
“THE CLONE IS A TRAP SLAVE! DON’T LET HER COME OR SHE’LL IMPLODE!”
Vaquel looked down at the clone on her leg. Boom-Boom quivered from head-to-toe. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. A low constant moan came from her open mouth.
There was no hesitation on Vaquel’s part. She brought her right leg up and kicked out at Boom-Boom with all of her might. The foot caught Boom-Boom right in the face and she went flying back. There was a ‘POP’ sound as her pussy lips left Vaquel’s foot. The blue woman rolled backwards, ass over head down the interior of the ship.
The giant buttocks glowed with white light as she rolled.
Vaquel jumped out of Chairbot and dived in to the opposite direction. She turned her head just in time to see a white light spread from Boom-Boom’s ass and form two spheres of light that were centered around her ass. The lights flared and then vanished, taking Boom-Boom and a chunk of the probe ship’s floor with it. Lights flickered and a couple of warning lights flared from damaged systems.
Rushing air told Vaquel what had happened. It was a localized implosion. If the clone had still been on her leg, Vaquel would have been a goner.
“We need to leave right now!” HoleBuster-442 yelled. “Trap clones release a signal when they implode to let their owners know that they have killed an Entitled and his ship is ready to be looted.”
“Chairbot, full speed our of here,” Vaquel said. The ship thrummed as it accelerated. Vaquel rose to her feet and tried to slow her heart after that near death experience.
“Don’t they have trap clones where you come from?” HoleBuster-442 yelled. “It is the oldest trick there is! A poor naked clone with a big ass or big tits is drifting alone, waiting to be picked up by an Entitled in a ship. As soon as the Entitled fucks the clone, the easily-aroused slave climaxes and activates the implosion bombs in her tits or ass! Only slubies and whorser Entitled fall for them! How did you not know it was a trap?”
Vaquel stared at the trembling phallic alien. Juices dripped from her well-eaten pussy. She tried to think of a witty comeback but she had nothing.
That ass was a damn good trap.