At first, I thought it was a blindfold, but as it descended lower, I realized it wasn’t. A black ball pressed between my lips, leather splitting my teeth and I struggled to take it and not fight. The gag opened my mouth to an obscene extent as I felt him tie it behind my head. I felt the drool begin to collect at the sides of my lips and I moaned with mortification.
But I didn’t fight.
My mind did though. I glared at the floor. My chest rose and fell with measured breaths. I calmed myself as quickly as I could.
I felt Coltan’s fingers drift through my hair before he gripped it tightly and pulled, hard. I whimpered quietly as pain lanced my scalp. He dragged me up to my feet. He turned me to face him and I could see the hardness in his eyes, but also the reluctance he had hidden within. Aedan came up behind me and I shivered.
Sandwiched between the two of them, I shuddered, not knowing what was to come.
Aedan took my wrists and held them together behind my back, thrusting my breasts forward toward Coltan.
My scalp burned and my eyes watered.
Jax handed Coltan something, but I couldn’t turn my head enough to see what it was. His hand reached toward my hard, pointed nipples and took one in between his thumb and forefinger. He pinched hard and I cringed, but I didn’t make a sound.
He removed his fingers and replaced it with a clamp of some kind. I shrieked, my nipples pinched between what felt like steel teeth. He quickly repeated the treatment on my other breast and I couldn’t help but cry out once more. My breasts throbbed, the pain sharp at first, but gradually, it ebbed away.
My breathing was ragged.
Aedan reached between my legs, his chuckle hot against my throat.
“Fucking soaked. Like I expected,” he said loudly, and I blushed hotly.
Aedan took charge then, taking the grip on my hair from Coltan and wrenched my head to the side, directly toward the captive audience watching them dominate me.
I froze.
I knew that face, those almond eyes. Her pretty dark hair.
My blood ran cold, and my mouth struggled around the gag.
Nadia.
I had to keep calm. It had to be a coincidence, a strange twist of fate that we had ended up at the same Vakarran station, in the same room, both slaves to their alien will. Our gazes met, and I saw her nod just the slightest amount, letting me know she remembered me too. I dropped my eyes just as quickly. I couldn’t let my captors see my emotion or let them know that Nadia was a friend from my past.
Stay calm. Keep breathing.
Aedan’s fingers dragged up and down my wet slit. My bottom clenched and he pressed his hand upward, gripping my pussy with his palm from behind. Jesus, that felt good.
At once, he let go and Coltan moved to the side. Aedan took my shoulder and pushed me down, while he kicked my legs further and further apart. His palm pressed down on my lower back, so much so that my fingers touched the floor. Coltan then gripped my ass cheeks and spread them, showing Nadia and her Vakarran mate quite the view.
My pussy clenched hard. I knew they could see my wetness. I knew they could see my tight little asshole. On display like I was, I trembled with embarrassment and a rising sense of desire.
“Your human responds to pain. That is an admirable quality to have. My human reacts especially well to a spanking. Have you tried such things with yours?” the stranger asked.
“Kira needs a firmer hand. Would you like to show Raythe how we punish you?” Aedan replied.
I shivered, not moving yet.
“If it pleases you, Master,” I replied.
“On your knees then. Remove my belt and hand it to me. I like it when your ass is striped with my mark,” Zaavyr ordered. Inwardly, my nerves were electrified, but I obeyed. Aedan released his hold on me and I knelt in front of Zaavyr.
I reached forward and slipped the leather through its clasp. I pulled, and it slid easily through the loops of his pants. When I had it in my hands, I bowed my head and lifted my hands up. My bottom clenched and I waited nervously.
I felt my pussy drip with moisture.
“You see, Kira here needs a firm ass whipping every now and then to remind her that she isn’t in charge. She likes to protest sometimes but wait till you see the state of her pretty little cunt after I’m through,” Zaavyr said and I shivered.