Part 38 (1/2)

”How the f.u.c.k do they know about all this stuff?”

”Blows my mind,” Remy said, with a shrug of his shoulders.

”Maybe they studied Earth and its p.o.r.n practices.”

”Seems that way.”

Next, he placed a strap around her forehead and she couldn't move her head anymore. Then he pushed a rubber stick between her lips. She spat it out.

”Keep it there, you might want to bite on it.”

”I thought you said there wouldn't be much pain?”

”Shouldn't be, not according to Adia, but just in case...”

”I don't want it.”

”Okay.”

This whole procedure should have cooled her libido, put her almost in frost state, but it still raged through her body, her blood. Remy's c.o.c.k danced as he pranced around her. She wanted to touch it so badly, it hurt. Wanted it inside her.

He had a hook in his hands now. She'd heard about that, but 321 Violet Visions wasn't a woman supposed to have rings through her v.a.g.i.n.al lips?

She didn't have to wonder long as he poked a hook through the tender flesh. ”Ouch, dammit. I felt that.”

”Scream,” he hissed at her. ”They want you to scream. If you don't, they'll come and pour some more of the aphrodisiac down your throat. That other stuff dulls the pain, but it's still supposed to hurt so much that you scream.”

When he poked another hook through her other lip, she complied. As she screamed, she stared up at the ceiling. Except there was no ceiling. She saw hooded figures, their masks, their faces leaning down, watching intently.

”b.l.o.o.d.y h.e.l.l! This is an arena. We have an audience. No video this time?”

”Stop talking. You really don't want to experience their mind control. Then nothing will stop the pain. I'll only use two hooks this round on the lips, and on the flaps.”

”Oh G.o.d,” she groaned. ”Those, too?”

He'd already inserted them and stretched the string tight. A screen appeared. The same procedure as when she'd been in their lab. She could watch everything on the screen.

Her p.u.s.s.y looked gross. Drops of blood trickled down her b.u.m cheeks. The l.a.b.i.a was so stretched, it was almost see through.

Remy pinched her nipples, then bent down to suck each one until they poked out enough. Then he placed a metal ring around the base of each breast and tightened the screws until her b.r.e.a.s.t.s poked out like hard melons.

She forgot to scream again. Remy was right, whatever was in the sizzling drink, dulled pain. She'd forgotten about the others for the moment. Now she looked sideways and saw Lazar and Kirit f.u.c.king Adia. Kirit had his c.o.c.k in the woman's mouth, and Lazar f.u.c.ked her up the a.s.s while he had a large d.i.l.d.o inside her 322 eXtasy's Collective Mind v.a.g.i.n.a. Beads of sweat dotted Adia's body and she squirmed and screamed. Nittya couldn't tell if it was in pain or in ecstasy.

The d.i.l.d.o Remy produced was humongous. It had to be as large as a huge cuc.u.mber. She gasped when he suddenly inserted it, felt her v.a.g.i.n.a stretch to the limits. At the same time, he spit on his fingers and rubbed the spit into her a.n.a.l hole.

Then he jammed his c.o.c.k in there. He moved swift. She knew he was h.o.r.n.y as h.e.l.l. The d.i.l.d.o moved inside her and she couldn't help but scream, but not from pain. She was hotter than h.e.l.l.

When Adia's p.u.s.s.y suddenly appeared over her, she sucked greedily and tasted the woman's juices mixed with the men's c.u.m.

They exchanged partners, the women had their turn torturing the men. Nittya couldn't stop. She didn't know her body could produce so much c.u.m, but she did. Her legs were soaked, her body smelled of the men's c.u.m, which turned her on even more.

Finally, the aphrodisiac wore off and they were allowed to stop.

Nittya sank to the floor, exhausted. ”Man alive. We have to do this kind of s.h.i.+t every day?”

”Yup, we do,” Lazar said. ”Come on, time to get cleaned up and get some rest.”

Remy knelt before her and prodded her legs apart, in his hand a tube of some kind. He squeezed it and a good amount of some sort of purple cream squirted onto his fingers. Tenderly, he spread the salve on her p.u.s.s.y, on her c.l.i.t, inside her v.a.g.i.n.a. She placed her hands on his head for a moment, ran her fingers through his hair and felt warmth invade her heart. She was falling in love with this man, even though she had only just met him.

”That will make it better,” he said and kissed her fleetingly on the lips. He put the tube back on a tray and grabbed her hand to follow the others.

323.

Violet Visions They weren't escorted this time. The four seemed to know their way. Nittya walked beside Remy, her hand still snug within his. ”Same time. Same place,” she whispered softly to him.

Lazar glanced back at her. ”We know. We'll come and get you and go for a nice stroll in the garden again tonight.”

She understood his wink and kept quiet then. When she got to her room, she showered and sank gratefully onto the bed.

She'd slept soundly this time. ”Man, I can never keep this up,” she muttered, gingerly stroking her p.u.s.s.y lips. To her surprise, it didn't feel sore. The salve Remy had smeared all over them must have had some kind of healing qualities.

The part.i.tion opened and her colleagues came in, ready to go for 'their walk in the garden'. They didn't dawdle, anxious to discuss whatever plans they had thought of. As soon as they were behind the fountain, Nittya spoke up.

”Okay, we need to overpower at least one of them. Sometimes only one brings refreshments or food. We need their suit, their mask, their cloak. One of us needs to infiltrate them somehow.”

”And how do you propose we do that?” Remy asked. We have nothing to tie them up with. No weapons of any kind.”

”Have you looked around this garden? There are rocks. If one of you carries either Adia or me back in, squashed against your body, they can't see a rock between us.”

”And hit one of them over the head with a rock? And do what with the body?”

”Bed. Under the mattress. They're so small and thin, it's possible.”

”But don't forget, they watch us all the time,” Lazar said.

”But you know where those camera eyes are, right? So, we chew one of those biscuits to mush and plug the d.a.m.n eye.”

”And then they'll punish us. I don't want to feel that pain 324 eXtasy's Collective Mind again,” Adia said.

”They might just think the camera is broken?”

”Under the bed isn't a good plan. If one of us isn't in bed asleep, they'll know they're missing a captive.”

”Mm... well, how about if we put the alien in bed instead?

Just cover him or her up with a sheet all the way over its head.”

”And if it regains consciousness? And don't forget, they use telepathy, so if it wakes up...”