Part 6
As the drugged ale began to to its job, Jenka was struggling in the other room. The three had become six by the time Dynotaku had returned. The one inside her now was huge, and she was so sensitive and sore. How in hades does sabina take this kind of abuse, Jenka wondered. Her sleek form arched against the straps as a ragged scream of ache and pleasure ripped free. Her body forced to respond against her own will.
Each wave of orgasm held its own unique hell for her exhausted body. The struggle to breath, as though she had just run a marathon, the burning ache of muscles cramping and over tired from fighting the restraints, the searing sensitivity of her abused pussy. Repeatedly stretched and used, it was a small favor she was so wet with arousal and spent come that eased the burning. But still she had been rubbed beyond sore with the friction.
A gagged scream tore itself free from her mouth, any pretense of defiance having been long since fucked away. The door opened, foot steps, more of them? No not more, please not more Jenka thought frantically. She had been pushed well past her limits, if Dynotaku didn't get back soon...
Dynotaku was nearby, caressing sabina's hooded head and watching the minotaur fall into a deep drugged drunken sleep. Well most of them anyways. Mark and William had awoken and joined the card game, still feeling a little ill to join in the abuse and drinking just yet. The other four at the card table also didn't seem inclined to drink, and then there where those in the room with Jenka. Dynotaku's brow furrowed, that meant maybe twelve or thirteen still awake and able to fight. Better odds but still a little long for his liking. Strong as Jenka was, would she be in condition to fight, he doubted it.
Putting on his best guy buddy smile he formed a plan, clopping over to the table. "Hmm, that Jenka is one sweet fuck boys, some ale?" William paled, and Mark looked very ill at the mention of it, the rest just grunted. "Now you did get both Jenka's girls right? I mean... the other one is not running loose to cause troubles?"
"Other one?" Mark asked quirking an eyebrow, "You mean, kat... katie? The cheetah? No we didn't see her around, no worries though Jenka is the dangerous one."
Dynotaku widened his eyes doing his best shocked and scared expression, even with a little over acting it carried the message well to his slightly inebriated audience. "Surely you jest? Katie is a technological terror, she's a former member of the Dane's Elite Guard!" Dynotaku thought he remembered that name somewhere, but it hardly mattered one lie would work as well as the truth here.
"The what?" William asked, his eyes betrayed a slight amount of worry.
"Dane's Elite Guard, surely you have heard of them? Oh my, they are a top secret merchant marine guard, specializing in taking out pirate groups. Big ones at that. She's a top expert in weapons and demolitions, she was part of that huge strike, against the Cobra's..." His voice dropped into a hushed whisper "Word is she killed fifteen Cobra by herself. She's a damned trained assassin!"
He was laying it on a bit thick, the Cobra's had been all killed in a big fight when they picked the wrong convoy. Not a lot of details had been released, but to the still fuzzy minds of the minotaur it sounded convincing enough. "She's that dangerous? Then why is she a slave?" Mark growled, not wanting this to be true, but already the fear was showing in his eyes.
"Oh you know, owed the wrong people money and all. And she's not so much a stand up face to face brawler as a shot in the dark type you know. Tell you what.... I will call and set up a meeting. She knows me and, more importantly, trusts me. You send a few lads, to... bring her here. She won't come armed so five or six should be enough..."
Mark and William exchanged glances with the grizzled older minotaur at the table. With a frown his eyes narrowed growling at the two who started this whole affair. "You blokes never said nothin about no assassins or killers. One bound slut and a doting Mistress was all ya said! Damn, fine, send Tyros, Balthazar, Chuckie and Gabe."
"Gabe's passed out drunk..." One of the others remarked.
"Fine then you go in his place, four is enough... tell her to come ready to play, bound preferably... if that can be done."
Dynotaku thought a moment and nodded, "I'll make the call."
Katie closed the comm connection her brow furrowed. So Mistress and sabina were visiting Dynotaku all this time, and now she was supposed to get ready to be picked up. It was odd that Mistress had not made the call, but Katie was bored after all. With a grin she headed to the ships aft hold, it had been long since converted to a play room/dungeon/holding area for her and sabina when Mistress wanted to keep them out of the way. She grinned already planning out how she would dress.
Dynotaku handed the security code for Jenka's ship to the four and wished them off at the door. He hoped Katie could keep them distracted for awhile, it still left eight to deal with here, but eight was better than twelve. He turned padding back down the hall, as three grinning minotaur left the back bedroom where Jenka lay. As the door opened her frantic moans and cries reached his ears, both stirring a deep excitement and rising his anger at the same time. While he certainly wanted to hear those cries, it should be under different circumstances. The three went into the main room, padding to the card table, sated for the moment.
sabina dangled, suspended in the darkness. her little body seemed to hurt everywhere well almost everywhere, her right big toe felt spot on. A soft giggle escaped her spread open mouth, throughout all this her big toe had held up just fine. This thought gave her the giggles again, that was quickly interrupted by the burning touch of that thin wide rubber strap. A strangled squeal escaped her lips as one of the minotaur growled at her "Got enough energy to giggle does it? Maybe we need to play some more hmm? Just you wait slut, soon as the boys wake up they're sure to want another go round."
sabina moaned softly and arched a little, shaking softly in fear tinged with a little anticipation. Another go round? There was no way, no way at all she could endure that, she was positive of that fact, but an even more hard cold fact, was she had no choice in the matter either.
The ship doors opened without incident, letting the four inside. Glancing around the began a slow careful search, fists balled ready for a fight. The weapons scanners in the docks made it very hard to conceal any kind of firepower, but if the unicorn had been right they wouldn't need it anyway. Down the hall, and into the cargo hold area. The first two were empty, the third had some kind of barrel's, chemicals from the look of the labels. At the very end a door, glossy black left slightly ajar. the four of them glanced at each other, nodding slightly, eager to get a hold of fresh prey. Slowly pushing the door in, it moved silently revealing the room within, and the helpless girl.
Katie squirmed a little, Goodness, how did sabina wear these things so long. Already her shoulders and elbows ached in protest. Standing in the center of the room, a chain ran from the ceiling to her collar front, pulling her head back. A gleaming latex blindfold covered her eyes, with a matching set of thick soft plugs stuffed into her ears. The robot assistant had forced her arms into a red latex reverse prayer binder, granted it was not laced and strapped as tight as sabina's but Katie lacked her slave's practice in wearing them. Matching red latex bikini panties and ballet boots nearly finished the outfit. The final touch was a tiny cotton t shirt, that left her midriff bare. the fabric stretched to obscene limits over her big C cup breasts. A 3 foot spreader bar keep her legs spread wide, and gleaming silver snaps on the hips of the panties made sure they would be easy to remove.
A heavy footstep rang out in the room, Katie more felt than heard it. Her feet shifted restlessly on the soft rubber flooring. "Dynotaku Sir?" She called out, not really expecting to even hear an answer. The indistinct thumping reached her plugged ears, but she had no idea what was happening. Was he really here? He had better be, she was already sore from this bondage and eager to play. A huge hand pushed the shirt up over her breasts, cupping her left breast and flicking the ring piercing her nipple.
"Its about time..." Katie half moaned, trying to sound cross. But the arousal in her voice made that very difficult.
"QUIET SLUT!" An unfamiliar voice growled, loud enough to be heard even through the ear plugs. A huge hard hand slapped her across the face, and then stuffed a dildo gag into her mouth, crammed back to her throat and strapped tightly in place. Her ears still ringing from the slap, Katie knew something was wrong. Dynotaku and Mistress would never allow someone to hit her so hard, well maybe on the ass but not across the face. She squealed as a set of strict clamps bit down on her nipples. More hands seemed to materialize from the darkness. Suddenly it hit her, someone had broken into the ship! She was certain these were burglars, or pirate's. Even as she moaned in growing arousal a spike of fear raced through her.
Dynotaku closed the door to the room, of the three minotaur one was asleep while the other two seemed to be amusing themselves with Jenka's helpless body. A handful of clothespins and a feather duster seemed to be involved in some kind of game. Approaching he tensed, Jenka's shattered giggles rang out again. The helpless sound mixed with a mew of pain. Jenka tensed again, quite certain she was going to go mad. If she ever, ever got her hands on Mark and William... The bite of a clothespin on her nipple took thoughts of revenge away for now. No.. she cried in her mind, not that fucking feather duster again. Sharp giggles spilled free as she struggled to breath. A soft clip clop followed by a loud thud. Then a rapid movement, someone trying to leap off the bed with a shout that was quickly cut off by a bone crunching thud.
The blindfold loosened and Dynotaku's smiling face leered down at her. "Miss me?" Jenka growled eyes casting about as Dynotaku worked the straps holding her to the bed frame. Two of them lay in a bleeding unconscious heap on the floor, next to a couple random teeth, the other slept like a log in a nearby chair. As her arms were freed Jenka ripped the gag from her mouth, and reach to gingerly remove the clothespins as Dynotaku freed her legs. "Where is sabina?" she groaned, her head spinning. Struggling to the edge of the bed, clawing at the laces of the corset.
"In the next room, Mark, William and three others are still moving and awake in there playing cards." He gently pushed her hands away, unlacing the corset carefully. Jenka gasped in a deep breath for what seemed the first time in days.
"And the rest?"
"Four are out, hopefully distracted by Katie... the rest are drugged."
"Katie?!" Jenka exploded, whirling around to snarl at Dynotaku. The slumbering minotaur finally stirred, blinking slowly and looking up. Without hesitation Jenka sprang, hitting the minotaur with an enraged right cross that nearly broke his neck and her hand. But the hours of bondage and torment had taken their toll. The punch sent her reeling even as it knocked her victim out. Dynotaku deftly caught her with a chuckle.
"Careful there Jenka, don't want to knock yourself out there." He grinning "Yes, with Katie, I had to even the odds. Look she's almost as bad as sabina, I am sure she will keep them pleasantly out of our hair for a little while. It's not like I had a lot of time to plan this thing. But... if you prefer I will tie you down again and leave you to figure it out." His eyes gleamed playfully, moments before he gasped and jumped away from the scowling Jenka. Her sharp clawed fingers had taken a painful pinch of his ass.
"Point taken... but I still owe you for taking advantage..." She groused.
"We can settle that account later my sweet dear sexy gorgeous..." His brow arched, seeming ready to fuck Jenka again right on the spot. Jenka scowled "FOCUS!"
"Right, right sorry. As I was saying you can use me to get even anytime." Dynotaku waggled his eyebrows suggestively before leading the way out of the room.
sabina mewed softly, squirming slowly against the restraints. Wondering when they would begin to wake again, her nipples gave a wicked throb, drawing a soft moan from her lips. Mark chuckled and walked over to the suspended kitten. "Ready for more? Little slut?" At that moment the door burst open, and Jenka launched through, followed a moment later by Dynotaku. The fight was brief, and slightly bloody. Rage fueled Jenka in her weakened state, and Dynotaku took care of the three raiders while she personally knocked Mark and William both out cold.
As Dynotaku bound the out cold minotaur, Jenka unhooked sabina tearing the hood off her slave. Caressing the helpless girls face softly. sabina's eyes remained closed, whimpering softly. the hood had completely isolated her from the fight, but her Mistress's touch opened her eyes. "sabina, come on my sweet little one, wake up." Jenka whispered, on the verge of tears for a moment.
"Mistress?" her eyelids fluttered, squirming a little in Jenka's arms, still a little dazed she gasped softly at the aches and hurts of the torture.
"Are you ok sabina? Sweetie?"
"Ummm... i am fine Mistress... but i could use a nap before we start again." Dynotaku burst into chuckles as Jenka scowled arching an eyebrow.
"Oh, a nap? Before we start again? Why you..." Jenka yanked the hood back over sabina's face stuffing the gag into her mouth. "Do my a favor Dyno, bring those two along for the ride. She growled pointing at Mark and William. Turning she tossed sabina over her shoulder and walked out, apparently completely unconcerned about her nudity or the fact her fur was caked in come and sweat. "Start again.... of all the..."
Katie groaned as one of them slid inside her, he was big, Goddess he was big. the one behind her cracked the paddle down against her ass again drawing a gag muffled squeal of pain as the fucking began. She shuddered struggling uselessly and clenching around him. Maybe this time they would let her come, the first three had not. Perhaps on purpose, or not, they had not said a word since this all began. Simply using her for their amusement and pleasure.
As the paddle landed a second time the door opened and Jenka strode in, dropping the helpless sabina onto a thick soft latex covered cushion near the door. In her hand, a huge wrench used to secure cargo in place. Growling low in her throat as she stepped towards the four. "Get the HELL off my ship..." As she said it, Dynotaku stepped into the room behind her, carrying a similar blunt instrument of pain. Still it was two to four, but one look at Jenka's snarl and the four retreated without incident.
As the ships hatch closed, Jenka sank against the wall nearly collapsing. Dynotaku dropped his wrench and caught her. "You my dear, need a good shower and sleep."
Jenka nodded weakly and gave Dynotaku a grin "That is the best idea I have heard all week, but I do owe you a big thanks. Hows about I pour us both a drink before I shower, and maybe you can help scrub my back?"
Hot steaming water cascaded down Jenka's body as she chuckled. Through it all things had come out right, which was to say with Her on top. Her soap covered hands caressed over her breasts slowly. Wincing every time she touched a sore spot. Safely undocked and deep in space, the computer guiding them towards hyperspace and a long leisurely cruise away from everyone.
Mark groaned, straining against the chains holding him in a standing spread eagle as Katie trailed her crop along his inner thigh. Mistress had chained the two here in one of the empty holds, flat on their backs with orders to punish them however she wanted. Katie grinned teasing the hard cock with the soft leather crop tip. She was curious which one she could keep hard the longest, without letting them come of course. CRACK the crop snapped against William's cock head drawing a fresh gag muffled cry from her victim. "Oh shush, we are just getting started big boy..."
Jenka padded down the corridor, drying her hair, smirking as she peeked in on Katie and the two captives. She was slowly riding the harnessed cock of one while giving the other random shocks to the balls, ass and nipples. While she could be a very sweet slave and fucktoy, Katie could also be a merciless Domme. Turning away Jenka padded to the end of the hall, and peeked into the playroom.
Dynotaku snapped into consciousness, his last memory was Jenka sitting on his lap giving him a drink. Oh hell, he chuckled, that was was so obvious he had never seen it coming. He twisted slightly and flexed, nope not going anywhere. The straps binding him to the steel chair like frame felt like they could support a battle cruisers weight. Immobile, but not uncomfortable he grinned to himself. Jenka was more devious than he had thought, very nice.
His musing was interrupted by the sensation of a smooth warm little body pressing against him, soft lips nuzzling his muzzle. The thick rubber blindfold preventing him from seeing, but the scent was easy to recognize. "bina... be a good girl and untie me now."
sabina giggled softly and squirmed on his lap, her breasts rubbing against his chest. In the darkness of the blindfold Dynotaku could easily see those breasts, so perky and firm, just barely enough to fill his big hands, he groaned softly as his stiffening cock reported a new surprise. A tight harness of latex straps around it. He had seen enough of these to know its function, orgasming was suddenly a lot more difficult.
The tight straps made his thickening cock even more sensitive as the bound little slave squirmed on his lap. "Umm, even if my hands were free Master Dynotaku Mistress gave explicit orders... suck him, lick him, fuck him anyway you like, but don't touch a single strap or let him come..."
sabina moaned softly sinking onto the huge cock with a loud gasp of pleasure. "Besides... when was the last time i got to be in control of You!" Dynotaku only groaned as sabina began to ride him.
That had been two hours before, while Jenka had launched the ship, taken a nap, eaten and showered. sabina had fucked him, slipped off him, licked his cock clean and repeated, twice. Dynotaku gritted his teeth, he had slipped beyond demanding she stop to actually asking, almost begging. Reasoning mixed with half playful threats, now he simply moaned as the erotic torment continued.
Jenka grinned watching from the doorway as Dynotaku threatened to tease sabina for an entire year if she didn't either set him loose, or make him come RIGHT NOW! sabina giggled, eyes shining, she was less than worried about it. "Oh Master... i think you might just have to do that..." she giggled.
"sabina... go help Katie dear..." sabina gave Dynotaku's throbbing cock one last lick and scampered out. Dynotaku groaned softly.
"Ok, ok Jenka you made your point, you got me, I capitulate. Please..." He chuckled, "Let me go... we can have a lot of fun."
"Oh I am already having fun dear." She said, her muscled form sinking onto his lap. "I told you we would settle up... and we will the moment we dock at our next port. You are a free man." Dynotaku gasped as her hot tight pussy engulfed his cock. Tensing against the chair as Jenka's strong hands took a very possessive hold of his head. Kissing him soundly, demandingly. Much to his chagrin he responded very eagerly to the kiss, moaning softly and arching into the thrust with an agonized gasp of need.
"N-n-next port you say? That must be... a couple days out?"
"Oh no, we are taking the scenic route, no worries though. We should be there in about two weeks...."
And they all lived happily (though Dynotaku was a tad sore for a week) after.
03.09.06
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