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“No, Irene. You like harem girl again, except you don’t fight. You ask no questions and obey us.” Jemi nodded to Sherv. “You want to suck cock, taste our cum. You serve Dramok this way.”
Sherv grinned at her as Rusp had. He slid to the iron headstand and propped pillows against it before settling there. His legs spread wide in invitation, his cocks pointing at the ceiling.
Irene looked from the enticing view to Jemi. “I can’t ask what you two are going to do?”
“No, but we’ll show you to start this one time. After this, do as you’re told and accept what happens.” He nodded to Rusp, who’d returned to the bed.
The Nobek showed her two things. One was a pink pad. He handed it to Jemi, who inserted his three longest fingers in the pad’s pouch. It covered the calloused tips. Tiny bumps studded it.
“Vibrator,” Jemi said.
His explanation told her nothing in terms of what the finger glove device was for. Irene was more intent on the object Rusp held, which she recognized from government educational films she’d been shown in school. Such vids warned about sexual misbehavior and its consequences. She stared in shock at the many-tailed flogger.
Jemi quickly said, “No beating. Just small sting, as we say. Show her, Rusp.”
The Imdiko got on his hands and knees, pointing his ass at his clanmate. Rusp flicked the flogger. Its leather strips weren’t studded with metal hooks, as the Earther torture version had been. It voiced a light pattering sound on the offered flesh.
Jemi didn’t scream. He didn’t flinch. His gaze remained calm as he watched Irene.
“See? Let him do to you, so you not be scared.”
The wordsholttrembled on Irene’s lips, but she was turning, moving from sitting to a huddled crouch, her butt facing Rusp. She looked at him over her shoulder, her thoughts clamoring. Beyond the cacophony of fear, a thought spoke:I trust you.
Rusp winked at her and flicked. She heard the soft patters, felt tiny stings.
That was all.
Irene released a breath she hadn’t known she’d been holding. She uttered an embarrassed giggle. “I’ve never even been spanked before. I had no idea what to expect.”
“You see?” Jemi grinned. “We maybe make you nervous, but only for your fun and ours.”
“Yeah.” She wasn’t sure if so little pain would add to the sex, but since it wasn’t terrible she was willing to go along with them. “I’m ready.”
Jemi’s smile vanished. “Serve Sherv. Suck his cock. Don’t stop no matter what Rusp and I do. Obey our orders.”
A quiver ran through Irene, and her pussy clenched at his demanding tone. Sweet prophets, she did like being ordered around.
She crawled between Sherv’s legs. His gaze was intent as she approached his waiting shafts. “Suck me, woman,” he said. “Suck me until I come in your mouth.”
Another bolt of excitement between her legs.So this is who I am.
His sweet-spicy scent filled her senses as she grasped the larger shaft and slid her mouth onto his secondary. His fingers combed through her hair, keeping it from spilling forward and allowing him to watch her. Feeling his gaze on her heightened her eagerness to please him.
She bobbed over him, alternating between his cocks, swallowing the slickness exuded from his pores. She took her cues from his whispered instructions, slowing and sucking hard, then moving quickly, her tongue rubbing the throbbing veins on the undersides of his lengths.
Intent on learning what particular actions she did so the flesh in her mouth jerked in enthusiasm, she forgot there were two other men prepared to teach her more. She was reminded when a questing touch moved along her belly and down to her clit. There it stopped, and Irene quelled the instinct to move against it, unsure if she had to wait for permission.
An instant later, it shuddered on her sensitive nub. It moved on her alert and elated flesh. Irene remembered Jemi’s finger pad, what he’d called a vibrator. It suddenly made sense.
It was amazing. She moaned around Sherv’s primary as pleasure deepened, exulting in the quick tremors added to the friction of the nubbed pad gently massaging her.
A soft patter. Stinging prickles danced across her ass. It happened again. And again. Irene’s breath caught, but she maintained her rhythm as she sucked Sherv’s cock. The minute hurtdidfeed the surges of craving in her sex, as did the sense she was under the men’s absolute control.
“Good woman. Serve us. Obey.”
A tremor ran through Irene as the fantasy built upon itself. Instead of Captain Nil abducting her, it had been Sherv, Jemi, and Rusp. They’d discovered her under the Odeergin disguise. Overcome by lust, they’d ruthlessly forced her to their ship as their sex slave. Her only hope of survival was to give them whatever they demanded, to submit to their carnal hungers…and let them awaken her to hers.
Excitement crowded in upon her. She feasted decadently on Sherv, her sole thought to please him, to please them all. Meanwhile, Jemi played with her clit, and Rusp continued the careful flogging.
