Page 45 of Shadows Approach
Kalquorian tongues were rougher than their human counterparts. Stacy delighted in the abrading contact. Sensation zapped straight from her tits to her pussy, and she writhed in her bonds. The dark heads crowded at her chest were enthralling to witness. She reveled in their possession.
They drew off as one and inspected her jutting nipples. “Nice and stiff. I think she’s ready,” Rihep said.
Stacy forgot how to breathe when she saw the nipple clamps he and Kuran held. They were metal, their jaw-like clips covered by a softer surface that wouldn’t cut her flesh.
The Dramok and Nobek fixed them to her nipples, and light pain jabbed her breasts. Their gazes avid on her face, gauging her reaction, the pair slowly tightened the tension. The hurt increased, and Stacy jerked instinctively to escape. Unfortunately, she had nowhere to go.
“Breathe through it,” Rihep said. He and Kuran kept tightening the clamps. “Breathe, Stacy.”
She did so. She quivered as the torment continued to increase, but the need to fight eased. She had no ability to do so anyway.
“There’s a good girl.” Kuran stroked her cunt with his free hand. “So wet for us and eager to give what we demand.”
She moaned and rubbed against his fingers, caught between anguish and arousal. Etnil continued to use the plug to fuck her ass, increasing the exhilaration of their possession.
Her nipples were on fire when Rihep and Kuran at last had mercy and quit tightening the clamps. She gasped and squirmed as Rihep went to the drawer. She dreaded and looked forward to how he might torment her next.
“Eyes on me,” Kuran rumbled. His palm spanked her breasts to punish her, doubling their torment. She wailed but didn’t beg for him to stop. Not when it was so thrilling to surrender.
“Her mouth needs to be put to use,” Rihep said, rejoining them. Before Stacy knew what he was up to, he set a jaw brace between her teeth. She bit down on it, unable to keep from testing whether she could close her mouth. Her lips were locked open.
The cuffs had been set to respond to the three men’s verbal and physical adjustments. Rihep shifted Stacy until she was horizontal, facing toward the gray-carpeted floor and his feet. Kuran wandered off.
“Is she where you need her to be, my Imdiko?” Rihep asked.
Etnil pushed the butt plug fully in her ass, its bulbous section popping through the tight ring of muscle so it wouldn’t slip out. Something firm and slick nudged her pussy. Stacy had no opportunity to prepare herself before he invaded, the entirety of his long, thick primary stuffing her full. His groin shoved her ass and the plug embedded in it. She yelled in mingled hurt and ecstasy.
“I’d say that’s an affirmative,” Etnil sighed. “We’re in position and ready to commence operation, captain.”
“A simple yes will do.”
“A simple yes, then.” His hips rocked, filling and emptying her delightfully.
Fingers slid along her scalp and gently clutched her hair. Rihep was careful as he tugged her head up. Her mouth, braced open, was in line with his groin. The sharp, spicy scent of his arousal filled her senses, and she stared at the pair of shafts inches away.
Rihep held his primary to his abdomen as he slid his smaller cock between her lips and the circular brace and over her tongue. Stacy rolled her gaze to look at his expression as he fucked her mouth, his rhythm matching Etnil’s. His usual calm visage was intense, the black of his catlike pupils eclipsing most of the purple irises.
Kuran appeared at his shoulder. He raised a thin switch so Stacy could see it before he moved from her sightline, presumably to give her ass another chastisement.
“Watch your aim, please.” Etnil’s usual merry tone had turned breathy as he pumped himself into her.
“You’ve never said no to a little hurt.”
“Depends on where it shows up. Especially during sex. You did notice I’m having sex, right?”
“Her ass and yours.”
“You do love me.”
Kuran’s typical response of a snort answered.
Meanwhile, Etnil thudded against Stacy, fucking her hard one second, gently the next. He bumped the plug continuously, awakening sensations more exciting than she could have imagined.
She gagged when Rihep thrust deep. It set off a bolt of excitement straight to her sex. His secondary jerked, and he groaned. Pre-cum pattered on her face from his larger shaft.
A tiny swick sound preceded a stinging line of pain across her ass. Another. The third time the switch spoke, it was Etnil who twitched. Kuran was whipping them in turn, adding to the frenzy of sensation short-circuiting Stacy’s brain.
Rihep withdrew his smaller cock. His larger, dripping spicy-sweet pre-cum, replaced it on her tongue. He regained his rhythm, matching Etnil’s.