****** The Rape of the SS Persephone by Spring-Heeled Jack ******
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The Rape of the SS Persephone


Warning: This story is for the entertainment of adults. It contains detailed
descriptions of M/F and Alien/F Non-Consensual sex, Anal Penetration, Double
Penetration, She-Males, Whipping, Verbal Abuse, Fisting and Watersports. If you
don't think you would enjoy that, then don't read it

The Rape of the SS Persephone By Spring-Heeled Jack

Chapter 1

The bridge was awash with alarm sirens as the SS Persephone shook from another
barrage of blows. Commander Cunningham looked at the terrified faces of her
senior officers and schooled herself to remain calm, on the surface at least.
It was vital that the ship's commanding officer set an example in times of most
duress, one that her subordinates would follow. From the expressions she saw it
was clear that it was not working.

"Shields at 92%!" Shouted Lt. Karis, as another missile struck the small
science ship.

"Resume hailing;" repeated the blonde haired woman in the captain's chair,
"Alien vessel, this is Commander Rachel Cunningham, captain of the Terran
Interstellar Alliance science vessel, SS. Persephone. We are unarmed and mean
you no harm! Please acknowledge!"

"They are not responding. They just keep repeating their demand that we
surrender unconditionally!" growled the dark-skinned security officer.

Her well-developed muscles bulged visibly beneath her blue uniform as she
thumped her console in frustration. For the hundredth time she asked herself
what was the point of having a security officer on a ship with no weapons more
powerful than a navigation laser? They might be useful for blowing up the
occasional stray asteroid, but for all the good they would be against the
rapidly approaching vessel behind them, she might as well climb out on to the
hull and spit.

The captain's face blanched as she looked again at the Alien Starship that was
chasing her ship, a giant, brooding presence that resembled nothing so much as
a foundry ship bristling with cannibalized weapons and components.. They had to
be pirates!

The bridge shook violently as the Persephone was hit once more. The lights
flickered and the alert sirens squawked and died as their command systems were
knocked off-line.

"Shields down to 87%!" Reported Lt. Karis.

"Lt. Hounslow, how long to the Hyper limit?" the captain asked.

The young man with a curly mop of brown hair looked up from the Astrogation
station and replied in a frightened, but controlled voice. "2 hours and thirty-
four minutes, ma'am."

"And how long until they overhaul?"

"They are still increasing acceleration, ma'am, but if they hold at their
current speed, then no more than 2 hours and fifty minutes."

Commander Cunningham shared a glance at her Security Officer and saw the worry
and frustration in her large, dark eyes. They both knew it was a race they
couldn't win. Even if the Alien ship's current speed was the maximum
acceleration she could pull, their weapons fire would reduce them to so much
scrap before they could pass the limit and disappear into the infinite reaches
of Hyperspace.

She turned back to the fold-up display beside her command chair and watched as
the Alien vessel continued to gain territory on her old, slow ship.

* * *

Down in Engineering most of the staff were busy with damage control. Most, but
not all. In one of the maintenance tubes four men were planning to mutiny.

Second Technician Stahlman was vicious thug and according to the psych tests, a
borderline psychopath. He was a huge musclebound man with a completely shaven
head that displayed his many scars. Scars he wore proudly as battle honors,
even though they were the result of an accident and he had never fought in a
real battle or a fair fight in his life. The only reason he was on the
Persephone at all was because he was a career fuck-up who had only managed to
avoid being court-martialed because he had made sure that anybody who might
testify against him was far too frightened to do so. The Bureau of Personnel
had believed that he couldn't do much harm on a ship that wouldn't make
groundfall more than once a year.

And they had been proven right, on the Persephone he hadn't been able to get
any of his usual rackets going. They'd been shut down before they'd even
started by that bitch of a Chief Engineer! She'd been riding his ass since the
day he arrived on board and he'd had no room to stretch his muscles, literally
or metaphorically.

His three cohorts were very nearly as bad as he was. Every ships complement has
its share of bad apples, and these were three such men. One of them, a dark-
skinned man named Tanner, was quite intelligent and had actually managed to
reach-and keep-the rank of Petty Officer as a medical orderly, but there was no
doubt in any of their minds as to which of the four men was the 'ranking
officer' of their little band. He had joined in Stahlman's scheme simply
because he was a sadist. He had become a medic for that reason alone, so that
he could better learn how to keep his victims alive, but there had been no
opportunities for him to entertain himself either on this ship.

The other two, Allen and Nivitsky were total wastes, mere henchmen to carry out
Stahlman's orders, and so stupid that even he wondered how they had ever passed
the tests required for even the most lowly of shipboard posts. They possessed
plenty of brawn and a total lack of anything resembling a brain.

As a group they represented those dregs of society who joined the military
because there were no other jobs that they could possibly qualify for on a
civilized planet. Fortunately for them, there were plenty of uncivilized worlds
were four deserters with no scruples to hinder them could easily make
themselves lost.

Their plans to desert had been made and prepared to take place three weeks from
now, but they would be damned if they were going to be blown up for the
Alliance, so the scheme was underway now. Stahlman's henchmen had already
blinded the sensors in the shuttle bay, their escape route was secured and, as
soon as they could wire their jerry-rigged cloaking device into the large,
hyper-capable Cargo Shuttle that they had chosen, they would be ready to go
when the chance came.

But first, Stahlman had a score to settle with Lieutenant fucking Commander,
Linda McBride.

According to the computer, the Commander was alone in a conduit working to
restore the computer's operational sub-routines. Best of all, he realized that
the conduit was quite close to the shuttle bay that they had made ready for
their desertion. Stahlman's original plan had been to just beat the shit out of
the bitch, but now it was superseded by a far more evil plan. If he kidnapped
and raped an officer of the Terran Navy, they would never stop looking for him,
but, if the ship was going to be destroyed, no one would even know they were
gone.

He left his allies and, taking a phaser, he stalked his victim.

She was easy to find and he admired the way her dark blue uniform's trousers
clung to the contours of her ass as she was bent over with her arms buried in
the complex conduits and systems circuitry. She had a slim athletic figure and
Stahlman felt his massive cock hardening as he imagined raping her tight ass
there and then. All he had to do was push her into the housing, hold her in
place, and just do her.

But he didn't have time to enjoy himself if he was going to escape, and
besides, there would be plenty of time to play with her all he wanted later if
this worked. She heard his footsteps and he saw her dark-haired head turn to
see who was approaching her. But she wasn't fast enough; not that it would have
made any difference anyway.

All it took was a single stun-bolt from behind and he finally had the snooty
officer in his power.

He slung the tall, longhaired woman up over his shoulder and carried her to her
fate. He had just exited the access tunnels and was about to enter the shuttle
bay when he heard a light soprano voice.

"What are you doing with that woman?" he turned and saw a short, redheaded
Ensign with the silver emblem of a science officer, and the single red star
that indicated that this was her first deployment. Stahlman's cock started to
stiffen once more as he looked at her because she was an obvious recipient of
ReVitalis therapy. The life-extending therapy dragged the puberty period over
ten years and meant that this woman looked no more than fourteen years old,
even though she had to have been in her mid-twenties.

"The Sickbay's on deck 12."

She saw the phaser in the big technician's hand and was about to ask some no
doubt feeble-minded question about it when he shot her down. They were all like
that in the officer corps; ask first, and talk later.

They never acted.

Stahlman always acted. He hoisted the young girl over his other shoulder and
smiled at his good fortune as he made his escape.

* * *

"Life-support is down to 50%." Reports rang from around the circle of the
Persephone's departmental stations.

"Environmental report three dead and five injured!" Said the slim young man who
was her first officer, his voice ringing with barely suppressed panic..
Commander Cunningham still couldn't get used to the way so many of her officers
looked barely more than children.

"Hounslow, report!" the captain ordered the astrogator, another face that was
younger than its years.

"Time to Hyper-limit, one hour and twenty-one minutes. Time to intercept, one
hour and eleven minutes!" He replied.

"Damn!" she cursed. She had known it was hopeless, but she had still been
hoping for a miracle that might have given them a chance. The only reason that
they were still alive was because the Persephone had been built in the shell of
an obsolete light cruiser and so had shields much stronger than was usual for a
ship of her class.

"We're losing Main Engines!"

"Commander McBride! Report!" shouted Cunningham. "Commander, report!"

The Bridge rocked yet again and the lights went out. Red emergency lamps cast
their stygian light over the consoles. The captain straightened her rumpled
tunic and studied the damage reports that came to her command chair and frowned
as she faced up to the fact that they couldn't fight and they couldn't outrun
their pursuers. That left only one option.

She was going to have to surrender.

Lt. Cmdr. Andreas was near to panic. He was career Navy but there was no hope
of escape and no chance of rescue. That bitch, Cunningham, she'd stolen the
command that he had believed was rightfully his and now she was going to get
him killed. It didn't matter to him that he had never had a chance of gaining
command of this vessel when her old captain was promoted, he had been convinced
that his exalted family name would overcome his lack of seniority but instead
they had appointed Cunningham. A full standard year younger than he was, even
if she didn't look it, and with the command a sub-light Corvette already under
her belt.

Nor did it matter that there was no way that anybody could have done any better
than she had in evading the original ambush, but her virtuoso ship-handling
performance had come to naught once the superior acceleration of the Alien
vessel became clear. He looked at her with what he thought was cool detachment,
but was in fact a rictus of fear. Commander Cunningham dismissed him with a
glance and turned to Lieutenant Karis.

"Signal the Alien ship," the captain said quietly, "Tell them that we
surrender."

* * *

The cloaked Cargo Shuttle, the Justine traveled by inertia alone through space
as the four deserters watched the two bigger ships disappear from the passive
sensors. The only power outage that was being used was for the cloak, in order
to avoid any betraying energy signatures to the departing vessels.

Stahlman left the shuttle on autopilot-set to only use the maneuvering
thrusters to evade navigational hazards-once he was sure that they were clear
of sensor range and returned to his 'prizes' in the living quarters.

He used a stimulant from the medical supplies to bring the Chief Engineer back
to consciousness. Stahlman watched her austere yet beautiful face as her
eyelids fluttered and she groaned softly. He had checked her personnel record
and he knew that she was in her late-forties, but she didn't look a day over
twenty-five. Another ReVitalis beneficiary. Her family must have been more than
wealthy to afford the early treatments and Stahlman felt his hate redouble at
that thought. He reached forward with one hand and unfastened her tunic,
slipping his hand inside to cup one surprisingly large breast.

McBride arched her back and moaned as she pressed her firm tit into the
technician's large, rough hand. Her eyes gradually opened but it was almost
half a minute before she could remember how to focus them again.

When she did she screamed at Stahlman's scarred, leering face and jerked her
body away from his mauling fingers. She tried to slap him and it took a moment
for her still dazed mind to realize that her hand hadn't moved because her
wrists were bound.

As she understood her predicament she struggled with all the strength of her
athletic body, desperately trying to rise to her feet, but to no avail. The
other three men who held her were simply too strong.

"Release me at once! You're going to pay for this, Stahlman! Shooting a senior
officer? You'll be in the stockade for the rest of your miserable, misbegotten
life!" She yelled from the place on the deck where they had her pinioned.

"Oh, I'm not going to pay, you are!" he snarled, "You don't give the orders
anymore, you stuck up bitch! We've decided not to die with the rest of those
Navy 'heroes'. We're leaving the Alliance, and this is my ship, the HMS Mutiny!
Here, I am the King and you are my slave!"

He slapped her face.

"And slaves do NOT give orders to KINGS!" he screamed.

"You're insane! You'll never get away wi..."

He hit her again.

"Shut up, bitch!"

The other men pulled the commander's kicking legs apart and held them wide.
Stahlman used one of his hands to stroke the blue fabric that covered her pussy
and she felt her stomach knot with fear. Then she froze as Stahlman brandished
a force-knife in his free hand and activated the blade.

"I'm gonna show you that you ain't better'n me. You just an uppity little whore
who needs to learn her proper place!"

He used the knife to hack the petrified engineer's trousers at the crotch, and
then her gray, regulation underwear to expose the thick bush of black hair
covering her sex.

"Back on the Persephone you might have been miss high and mighty 'Lieutenant
Commander' McBride, but here you're just a dirty, fucking cunt!"

He rammed two fingers deep into her dry vagina. McBride cried out as he began
to pump his fingers painfully in and out of her, as her pussy squeezed them
tightly in futile resistance.

"You've got no rank here, no power, no privileges you tight assed slut! All you
gonna get here is this!"

He pulled open his black overall and revealed his monstrous penis. It was
unnaturally massive, surgically augmented to make it an instrument of torture.

It was at least 14-inches long and more than 4-inches thick at the widest
point! There were large metal studs encircling the shaft about an inch behind
the comparatively small head, with knots of scar tissue and stitching mingled
among the metal bolts that pierced the entire length. Below the huge cock there
hung his large ball-sac, containing two fist-sized testicles.

Lt. Cmdr. Linda McBride took one look at the evil phallus and screamed as the
true horror of her cruel fate struck home.

As her body trembled in terror, Tanner took a giant syringe and inserted it
into her fear-convulsed sex. McBride could only watch helplessly as the black
man pressed the plunger home and her defenseless vagina was filled with a hot,
oily lubricant.

A numb warmth spread across her belly as the muscle relaxants and mild
anaesthetic they had added to the oil took effect.

"That'll make you good and receptive to my bitch tamer, 'cause I don't wanna
kill you... yet! Before I do that, I'm gonna make you my hot little cock-
slave!"

He laughed evilly as any remaining vestige of the haughty Naval officer's
training deserted her with the pressing of his monstrous cock's massive flared
head against her oiled up slit and she began to truly panic.

She gave an ear-splitting screech as her numbed pussy was forced to stretch
beyond endurance by his weapon. The anaesthetic was nowhere near strong enough
to block the agonizing pain of such a monstrous violation, as the evil metal
studs that surmounted the widest part of the shaft tore their way into her.

"NNNOOOOOOoooooooeeeaaaaAAAAHHHHHHH!!"

"Not so snooty now, are you?" She couldn't hear his taunts as her mind rebelled
against the massive, agonizing rending of her sex.

"OH GOD... NNNOOOOO!! PLLLEeaaase! Take it OUT! IT'S TOO BIG!"

"You're gonna take it all, slut! I'm gonna shove it so far up your cunt, it'll
knock your fucking teeth out!"

"AAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHH!!!!"

The first of the metal bars entered her tortured cunt.

"Slut! Bitch! Whore! You're mine! You're gonna be my own personal whore! I'm
gonna fuck your pretty little pussy 'til you cum!"

Nearly half of his cock was inside her now, and already it was penetrating her
more deeply than anything that she had ever felt before. The muscle relaxants
had saved her from being ripped apart by its enormous girth and child bearing
muscles stretched tautly across its length.

"I'm gonna split you in two, bitch! I'm gonna get payback for every sneer,
every insult you made. You thought you were too good for me? Feel my cock in
your dirty cunt and learn. Gettin' fucked is the only thing a tight-assed slut
like you's good for!"

"Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!"

His knob was pressing her cervix further into her body, forcing it to retreat
under the steady force of his invasion until her vagina could stretch no more.
He started to withdraw, then suddenly lunged forward, brutally ripping through
her cervix and into her womb. McBride gave an ear-splitting screech and tears
ran freely down her face.

Then the onslaught began.

He raped her with vicious power. Heedless of any resistance, his massive cock
drove in and out of his former superior, the metal studs and bars tearing
cruelly at her fragile membranes.

"Get used to it, whore! 'Cause you're gonna have at least a couple of months to
learn to love it!" Between insults he spat into her pain-contorted face,
glorying in her humiliation and agony.

"You won't be such a tight assed bitch once I've butt-fucked you with this a
couple o' times!"

"NNNOOOOO!! Pleeaaasse! No! IT HUURRRTTTTS!!"

As Stahlman raped the helpless officer and Nivitsky held her down, the other
two deserters used the stimulant to rouse the unconscious ensign. She very
slowly came round, and as she did so, the two men mauled her barely budded
breasts, slipping their hands inside her tunic.

The first thing Ensign Suzy Dupré heard was the heart-rending screams of the
lieutenant commander as she was raped and brutalized by the vicious technician
(2nd Class). She opened her eyes and screamed at the sight before her. From
where Tanner and Allen held her, she could clearly see the monstrous size of
Stahlman's cock and the expression of unspeakable agony on Linda McBride's
face.

With each massive thrust, the engineer's womb was forced further into her body
as yet more of that unnaturally huge erection powered brutally into her ruined
cunt. Suzy could clearly discern the impression of his huge cock as it bulged
up through the tight skin of her abdomen.

"You gonna love this bit, whore. All you repressed officer sluts," He spat in
her face again, "You need a little extra to loosen you up!"

"NNOOO! Oh no! Nooo! No, no, no, no," She was panting as she suddenly felt a
shock run through her over-stretched sex!

His augmented cock was producing an electromagnetic field! The current wreaked
havoc on her pussy, making her convulse with each power surge, which coincided
with his inward thrusts, squeezing hard and pleasuring her rapist's cybernetic
cock!

Simultaneously however, she was starting to lubricate freely and she was
guiltily aware that her clitoris was swelling in her distress. She struggled to
deny the impossible pleasure behind the terrible pain as she was raped and
forced to respond, to assist in giving pleasure to his massive and freakish
cock.

"Yeah, you're juicin' up real good now, ain't ya, slut!"

McBride was panting as her body responded against her will to her rapist's
monstrosity. With a mighty thrust, he buried the full length of his
unbelievable erection into her over-stretched and agonized pussy.

"You don't think a lowly second technician ain't good enough for a lofty chief
engineer now, do ya, bitch?" And he spat into her open, screaming mouth.

"NNNEEEeeeeeoooooOOOOOAAAAWWWWW!!"

Her cunt was convulsing in response to the shocks, gripping his cock too
tightly inside her for him to fuck her properly, so he was rabbit-fucking her
with short, fast strokes, bouncing his muscular stomach heavily onto her
engorged clitoris.

"Here, you're the lowly slave and I'm the lofty, fuckin' King! Yes... the
fucking King!... Fuckin' his slave!... My slave!... Fucking her goddamn brains
out!... Ramming my... giant... cock... in her... dirty... little... cunt!"

She felt his hot sperm shoot deep inside her womb as he finally came and she
wept hysterically. He pulled his gigantic cock from her ruined cunt with a wet
squelch and pumped wad after wad of his think spunk over her torn uniform, face
and hair.

To McBride it seemed never-ending as torrents of ejaculate rained down on her
prone body, but then finally his orgasm waned. He stood over her with his
monstrous cock hanging heavily from his groin and sneered at her broken
sobbing.

Thick gobbets of spunk, lubricant and pussy juice were being spat out by her
still convulsing cunt. It gaped obscenely and unnaturally after her brutal
stretching and simply would not, could not close.

"Now bitch, Lick my cock clean!" Stahlman demanded and pressed the slimy head
of his huge cock against her small lips.

Lt. Cmdr. McBride was too frightened to even try to protest and she opened her
mouth to suck on his huge penis. It was too big for her to get more than the
head into her mouth and she gagged at the foul taste of his cum mingled with
the juices of her own pussy on his cock.

The other men grabbed the shivering Ensign and forced her down onto the deck
between McBride's wide-spread legs.

"Okay, slut. Suck the cum out of her cunt!" ordered Tanner.

Suzy looked up at them in horror, but the black man grabbed the back of her
head and rammed into the sloppy mess that Stahlman had made of the officer's
cunt.

"I said suck it out!" he repeated.

"And give her clit a good licking too while you're down there!" said Allen.

The ensign felt sick as the slimy fluid was smeared over her face and she made
contact with another woman's sex. She had always wanted to try having sex with
a woman, she had even licked her own pussy-juices from her fingers while
imaging that it belonged to the pretty lieutenant that was her immediate
superior. But not like this. A brutally raped cunt that was thick with a man's
spunk. And being made to do it for the entertainment of these deserters and
traitors only made it worse.

She was too frightened to resist though, after what she had seen them do to the
commander she had no illusions about her own future, nor did she believe that
she could placate them, but she was certain that she didn't want to antagonize
them. So she started to lap up the salty cum that covered McBride's sex and
wept bitter tears of shame.

Once she had cleared the thick bush, she began to lick up and down the raped
woman's slit and suck the jism from her folds, suppressing the urge to retch
with the disgust she felt. She licked over the brutalized flesh so gently that
McBride started to pant.

Her cunt had been primed by the electrical charge from Stahlman's cock and she
was in desperate need of an orgasm. Now that she was no longer suffering
immediate pain, the soothing tongue of the Ensign was pushing her to the brink.

Stahlman meanwhile was ramming his massive cock as far into the Chief
Engineer's mouth as it would go, which was no more than a few inches, because
the metal spikes that were set behind his cockhead were banging against her
teeth and her jaw simply could not open any further to allow them past. He
thought about smashing his way through but decided that it might do permanent
damage to her beauty and he hadn't decided yet whether he would to sell her to
slavers or keep her for his own amusement.

It would lower her price if she was damaged and he didn't know if Tanner was
knowledgeable enough to repair her as precisely as the slavers would require.
Her cunt was another matter though. Of long experience, he knew that Tanner
could use the medical equipment that they had stolen to heal her brutally
violated sex. He could make her a virgin all over again. He could even make her
as tight and a small as a prepubescent girl down there, and the moment he
thought of it, he knew he would have Tanner do it. But later, first, he had
other matters to attend to.

He pulled his cock out of her mouth and grabbed her hair in his fist.

"Okay Bitch! Open wide, 'cause I got a special present for you, since you bin
so good!"

With her eyes wide and dreading whatever might be next she opened her mouth.
The second Technician gripped his massive cock and aimed it directly into the
Chief Engineers gaping orifice. A moment later a rushing stream of piss erupted
from his cock and McBride flinched, closing her mouth as the golden shower
washed over her.

"OPEN YOUR MOUTH, BITCH!" He shouted. "You're my little fuck-slave! A dirty
little whore! My cock-sucking, piss-drinking fuck-slut! So DRINK IT!"

Linda McBride wept as she struggled to swallow her rapists piss, but there was
too much of it, no matter how quickly she swallowed, her mouth was refilled
immediately. Worse, Ensign Dupré was sucking directly upon her clitoris and she
felt the rise of a powerful orgasm.

"NNOOooooagglluuuaaaaaahhlllgglluugg!!" She screamed when she came, gurgling
the piss that still filled her mouth and throat. The men all watched as her
body spasmed with the strength of her climax until she fell back in a faint.

"I don't think she's gonna be any more fun until we patch her up, so I guess
you guys'll have to make do with the ensign."

One of the men pulled Suzy up by her short red hair. Her face was sticky with
second-hand spunk and the commander's girl-cum and she was crying softly in
fear. Her rumpled uniform was also smeared with sperm and urine where
Stahlman's piss had splashed off McBride's face.

The Lieutenant Commander's hairy pussy was still impossibly dilated, her
insides vibrant red and clearly visible as a result of the anaesthetic and the
brutal stretching it had received. Former petty officer Tanner pointed at the
ruined cunt.

"I'm not sticking my dick in that anyway! Might as well go hang it out o' the
porthole!" The three other men laughed.

"I bet her ass is still nice and tight, though." Said Nivitsky.

"I already told ya once, she's mine! You can have her after I'm done, 'til then
you get the girl."

"What the hell, I always did prefer the young 'uns."

* * *

The Alien boarding party teleported directly aboard the Persephone in all the
major departments and manacled the crew into heavy metal stocks before dividing
them up and marshalling them in the loading and shuttle bays. It wasn't until
they were each in their allocated bay that the crew realized that the Aliens
had segregated them into males and females.

Commander Cunningham tried to resist her rising panic and the impulse to fiddle
with her bonds. She was the only member of her crew that wasn't wearing the
stocks that her officers were forced to endure, instead she was bound by heavy
manacles with a short chain that connected the cuffs to a collar around her
neck. She looked at the faces of her subordinates, her charges, her friends
even and felt a deep sense of shame for her failure. She had done everything
she could, but it hadn't been enough and she knew and believed that a captain
bore full responsibility for the fate of every crewmember under her command.

Lt. Karis beautiful dark eyes blazed with futile rage and the whole her
powerful body was tensed as though she was trying to break the duranium alloy
that held her hands a foot to each side of her head. Lt. Cmdr. Andreas looked
like he would be sick at any moment and the others had various expressions of
fear, shock and even resignation on the faces of some of the younger officers
who had never seen the results of the sort of treatment that some species put
their POW's through.

The Commander could no longer bear the sight of her staff in their captivity
and so she studied the Aliens that had captured her command instead.

She didn't recognize the species but they were extremely tall, between eight
and nine feet and powerfully built, and had dark-tinted purple skin with no
trace of any hair or subcutaneous fat to obscure the definition of their
massive musculature.

The males had muzzle-like faces that were heavily boned, with extruded spines
on the forehead, nose, cheekbones, and brows, sure signs of a war-like race.
They were also very nearly naked, wearing only scraps of armor and leather;
thigh-length boots, long gloves with the fingers cut away, and a thick belt
with weapons attached and straps attaching to their armored shoulders which
seemed to bear some kind of rank insignia were the only common features. They
also had hugely bulging codpieces that Commander Cunningham had difficulty
tearing her gaze away from.

The females had a slightly more graceful look, with more human-like features
that had startlingly beautiful eyes and wide, full-lipped mouths. They
possessed truly massive breasts on their thickly muscled torsos with only the
leather straps covering their nipples, the dark circles of their areola just
visible to either side.

Cunningham was startled out of her nervous concentration by the high whine of a
transporter beam and then the most decorated of the Alien's that she had yet
seen was standing on the central raised dais of the captain's chair. He was so
tall that his head was only inches below the upper deckplate and his skin was
closer to an indigo hue. He gazed imperiously about the bridge and she felt
certain he was the commanding officer of the Alien ship.

"I am Commander Cunningham," said the captain, "and I must protest at..."

A backhanded blow of the powerful Alien's arm that sent her flying across the
bridge cut off the rest of her words. With her wrist cuffed together, she had
no way of properly breaking her fall and landed heavily on her shoulder.

"You belong to me! You will not speak!" The Alien's voice was a deep growl.

"I know of your 'Alliance', I know that you are its whores, seeking to make
allies against us!" The captain could barely hear the Alien's words, so strong
had his blow been that her ears rang still. "But you cannot deceive us! And
now, its ship is ours, and its whores are ours!"

He signaled to the surrounding Aliens and they grabbed the ship's captain from
her prone position and forced her against the back of the command chair at the
center of the bridge. Her arms were pulled over the back of the chair and the
thick chain was attached to the collar of her bonds was looped over the
headrest. Another chain was attached to her manacles, and then down to fasten
it around the base of the chair. Simultaneously, metal cuffs were clapped
around her ankles and then linked together by another heavy chain wrapped
around the chair's pedestal.

As she was bound, she realized that the tiny hope she had borne was futile,
such monsters as these would not observe the Dorval Accords, even had they
heard of them.

"We know how to treat Alliance whores!"

She heard a keening hum from behind her and the horrified gasps of her crew so
she twisted her head and saw that the Alien had activated a neural whip!

Desperately she struggled, almost tearing the flesh from her hands in her need
to escape the Alien's intentions. A neural whip was one of the most dreadful
weapons ever created, one that did no harm to living tissue, but fired every
pain receptor that it contacted. It could be set to inflict any degree of pain,
from mild to levels so high that the entire nervous system would be destroyed,
causing instant death.

The Alien reared back with the glowing whip and slashed it down across the
middle-aged captain's shoulders.

"AAAIIIIIIIAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!"

Unspeakable agony seared through her back as she screamed at the top of her
lungs. The whip cut through the fabric of her dark blue tunic, exposing the red
stripe it rose on her pale skin to the views of her terrified staff.

The Alien wielded the whip again.

"NO!" Before he could use it Lt. Karis barreled into him, almost knocking his
heavy body off-balance.

The black woman bounced back and charged again, driving the metal bar of her
stocks into the pit of his stomach and forcing the air from his lungs before
she was grabbed from behind.

The female that had been supposed to be guarding the Security Chief, that had
been surprised by a kick to the back of her knee, caught Karis by her long,
curly black hair and threw her the full length of the bridge. Karis hit the
bulkhead hard, but landed on her feet. Looking up dazedly, she saw the female
striding toward her. None of the other Aliens seemed to intend to do anything
about Karis, so she tried to take down the huge approaching figure with a chop-
block to the knee.

The 8-foot Alien female sidestepped the large human woman and struck a crushing
blow to Karis's back, hammering her to the floor.

"GNhaaugh!" she grunted.

The Alien reached down and clasped the metal link in the collar with her strong
hand and lifted her up high. She punched the security chief with a mighty blow
to the stomach that sent her flying into the air again and when she crashed to
the floor, she didn't get up.

"Khonarr!" The Alien leader snarled at the female. "You allowed this creature
to get the better of you?"

"Yes leader." The Alien woman had a deep, yet melodious voice.

"Very well. I will deal with both of you, later!" And he returned his attention
to the captain.

"Notroth! Ki'N'Khaer." The Alien called Khonarr bowed, bending only slightly at
the waist.

Commander Cunningham gritted her teeth as she heard the whine of the whip as it
slashed through the air and then she gave an ear-splitting scream as the lash
seared across her buttocks, ripping her pants and underwear apart.

Her crew watched in sick horror as she was whipped and stripped mercilessly by
the Alien. She was screaming ceaselessly by the fifth stroke and they felt a
dreadful sense of hopelessness at their inability to help her. There was one
exception to the otherwise universal despair of the humans, however. Lt. Cmdr.
Andreas watched Cunningham's torture with his cock stiffening in his pants. He
was ashamed of his enjoyment at her debasement, but also wished fervently that
he were the one dishing it out.

The Alien was methodical in his approach, whipping her at varied intervals and
targets as he gradually denuded the blonde captain, never allowing her the
chance to anticipate or become accustomed to the whip, even if such a thing had
been possible.

By the time he had finished, Commander Cunningham was a gasping, moaning wreck,
hanging limply from the captain's chair with her entire rear stripped naked
from shoulder to knee. Her back and ass were crossed with so many red stripes
that it was impossible to identify an individual stroke.

The Alien nodded to the others and they released the captain from her bondage.
They held her limp body upright and Cunningham felt a momentary fear that he
would whip her breasts, but instead he unsheathed a knife to slice away the
ragged remnants of her uniform.

The captain's eyes were tightly closed as she was sunk in a pit of horrified
humiliation at her whipping and exposed nudity. Nothing like this had ever
happened to a crewmember of an Alliance Starship. She didn't even cry out as
her uniform slacks and briefs were cut from her flanks.

Many of her bound bridge crew were weeping openly and they could only watch as
their commanding officer's well-preserved, natural body was bared before them.
Her pale pubic bush and shapely breasts were quivering slightly as she tried to
suppress the sobs that the memory of the pain from her whipping had induced.
Their horror swiftly turned to terrified shock as the Alien removed his leather
briefs to expose his hideous penis.

It was over 2-feet long, dark purple with bony extrusions, not unlike spurs,
along its massive length, and a crown of undulating tentacles surrounded its
elongated and glistening head.

The Aliens sat her in her chair, pushing her back against the leather-like
seat. She felt no pain from this contact with her whipped flesh, as a neural
whip only stimulates a pain response when in contact with the skin, without
causing any actual injury. They pulled her slim legs up and apart, linking the
manacles around her ankles to chains that ran down the back of the chair, and
she knew she was going to be raped!

The hideous Alien was going to fuck and shame her under the gaze of her bridge
officers, and there was nothing she could do to stop it from happening. To her,
or-she realized-to the rest of her crew.

With her eyes shut, Cmdr. Cunningham had no inkling of the cruel weapon that
the Alien had in store for her, her only warning was when the thing's tentacles
prised apart her quivering vulva and the large glans pushed into her tight
vagina, forcing her entrance wide. She opened her eyes and whimpered at the
sight of his monstrous tool.

She moaned at the painful dilation but she was determined to maintain her
composure, to retain what little of the 'Captain's dignity' was left to her. It
had been nearly ten years since she had last had sexual relations, ten lonely
years as she pursued her career and she felt like a virgin all over again as
the Alien thrust relentlessly forward.

Then he rammed his massive cock deep into her core!

"AAAAaaaarrrggghhhhhh!!"

She screamed as the terrible pain registered. The bony nodules tore at her
brutally over-stretched membranes, sending searing agony through her body as
the vicious Alien raped her violently.

Inch by inch, the massive impaling of her sex continued. With every passing
moment, Rachel Cunningham desperately prayed that this thrust would be the
last, that it could not possibly be any longer than the length already forcing
her cervix painfully deep into her body.

But it was. Much longer. The relentless pressure continued until the Alien's
crest of tentacles probed her cervix, twisting through the tiny gap and pulling
it wider. Suddenly her cervix was ruptured and the massive phallus tore
agonizingly into her womb!

"EEEYYYAAHHHGHH!!" the captain screamed in unbearable agony. "AAUUHHH...
GODDD!! NOOooo! You're KILLING me!! AAAOOWWW!!"

Then the fucking really began. He withdrew half his prodigious length and then
powerfully rammed it back in to the hilt! Its cool, rough skin pressed into her
red flushed abdomen and more bony extrusions which ringed his shaft where it
joined his body dug into her flesh, while a longer spur on the top of his cock
slid up her gaping groove and under the hood of her clitoris.

"Nooo! Ah! Uh, uh, oh, uh, ah, uh, oh," she gasped, as the Alien leader paid no
regard to her authority and simply fucked her like an animal.

At the same time as her clitty was being stimulated, inside her the Alien's
tentacles fluttered about in her womb and probed her fallopian tubes, sending
disturbing thrills of pleasure through her pain wracked body.

"Watch!" the Alien commanded, "for this is the fate of all Alliance whores!"

Lieutenant Karis watched the brutal rape of her captain in horror and shame,
shame for her own failure as Chief of Security. Her effort to protect the
Commander failed and she was not about to get another chance. Now Khonarr, the
huge female that had beaten her, pressed her massive, firm breasts into the
lieutenant's back, and her strong hands reached around to grab Karis's large,
uniform covered tits.

"Watch, little human," she told the dark-skinned officer in a musical rumble,
"Watch as your Leader is dishonored and know that I will make you suffer far
more for shaming me before Ki'N'Khaer!"

The captain was screaming again. Not only with the terrible pain, but also now
with pleasure too. Behind the agony and the shame, there was some small part of
her that was enjoying the ordeal. The combination of the massive violation, the
rough friction against her clit, the bony nodules of the Alien cock as they
painfully tore at her vagina, the tentacles that were fucking her fallopian
tubes, and most especially the public humiliation was more than she could
resist and she began to orgasm.

The Alien kept slam-fucking the defenseless human, twisting its prehensile
penis inside her and causing her to ride from one pain-wracked climax to
another until finally he reached his own peak.

It felt like a fire-hose had been let off inside her cunt as the Alien's spunk
spurted with incredible force into her womb.

Jet after jet of the creature's seed rushed into her and it seemed as though it
would never end, filling her completely and beyond, so that her belly started
to swell with the huge volume of sperm it was being forced to contain. The
white alien-cum was squirting out of her cunt, squeezing around the massive
shaft that impaled her still, and Ki'N'Khaer continued to unload within the
blonde Commander.

The Alien pulled his still pulsing penis slowly from her over-stretched sex to
allow her to enjoy, or endure, the sensations of his cock spurs rubbing her
membranes and then withdrew fully to shoot yet more spunk over the defiled
captain.

Thick ropes of the alien-cum quickly covered her entire body and face, and some
splashed into Cunningham's open, gasping mouth. The Alien's spunk tasted sickly
sweet but the brutally ravished captain was only barely aware of anything at
that moment as her consciousness slowly faded into darkness.

* * *

Ensign Dupré wept softly as she was forced to strip off her soiled uniform. The
four men standing around her kept reaching forward and pinching her pale,
freckled skin as she slowly exposed her young body.

The ReVitalis treatment resulted in a greatly retarded aging process, with the
effect that the twenty-two year old redhead looked to be no more than fourteen.
Her breasts were tiny, barely budded and not even enough to require the
regulation bra she wore, while her skin still had the creamy smooth texture of
a child.

She slowly removed the gray brassiere to reveal puffy nipples that were barely
a shade darker than the rest of her alabaster complexion. She stopped then, her
arms crossed over her belly and tears running down her face as Tanner, the
black medic, played with her tiny breasts.

"Come on," said one of the others, Nivitsky, she thought his name was. "Get
those panties off!"

"Yeah, Tanner. Leave her tits alone, you're holdin' the little slut up."

Tanner stepped back from his enjoyment of the contrast between his dark brown
hands and her very white tits and said, "Okay bitch, let's have a look at your
cunt!"

Hesitantly, Suzy hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the thick gray panties
and, closing her eyes, she pulled them down over her slim hips to her knees.
Her pussy was almost completely bare, with only a few reddish curls clustered
around the tip of her slit, but her lips themselves were totally hairless.

One of the men whistled, though she didn't know who, and she felt fingertips
brush over her pubes and then stroke her pussy-lips.

"She ain't shaven!" he exclaimed. "She's the real fuckin' deal!"

Suddenly all three men started to maul at her cunt to see if it was true, and
they discovered that they was no trace of any stubble and no sign that she had
ever possessed any more hair than she did now. Suzy, however, had discovered
that her vagina was starting to moisten and she wondered what sort of sick
person she was. She knew these men were going to rape her, what she had seen
done and been forced to do to Lt. Cmdr. McBride was more than enough evidence
for her to be sure of that. The only thing she had yet to be thankful for was
that Stahlman was showing no interest in her, because she knew that the
terrible penis he had would certainly kill her. But that didn't explain why her
pussy was responding to the rough handling of these thugs.

One of the men pulled apart her boyish buttocks and pressed his finger against
her asshole, causing her to whimper, then her pushed it into her. She squealed
as her ass was penetrated and then whimpered as Tanner found her tiny nub of
clitoris and started to pinch it firmly.

"Man, she is one hot little cunt," said Tanner, "Just look at all the pussy
juice she's oozing." He held up his hand, and her secretions glistened in the
harsh lighting.

Suzy could feel her wetness leaking out of her and dribbling down her thighs.
These men were rapists for God's sake! How could this be turning her on? She
fervently wished that she was still aboard the Persephone, and even if she had
known what was happening to her crewmates it would have provided no consolation
as she was betrayed by her own body.

The three men pushed her down onto her knees on the deck, and started opening
their uniforms. Allen and Nivitsky both wore the same black overalls as
Stahlman, while Tanner had the white and blue of a medic. The three men
released their urgent erections and pointed them at Ensign Dupré's face.

"Right, you little slut, you're going to suck all of us off into that pretty
little mouth of yours, and then I'm gonna rape your lily-white ass!" said
Tanner.

She looked at his penis, which was slightly above her face because she was so
short, and felt a cold knot of fear in her stomach. It was huge, at least 12-
inches long and nearly 3-inches thick with balls as big as her tiny fists
hanging below. It wasn't as large or cruel as Stahlman's monstrosity, but it
was still the largest cock she had ever seen before this day, and her anus was
virgin territory. From the periphery of her vision she noted that the other two
weren't quite as big, but were, nonetheless, much larger than normal.

"Suck it, bitch!" he snarled, and brandished his dick like a club.

Nervously, she raised her hand to his thick shaft and wrapped her fingers
around it. It was too large for her to encircle it completely and it felt hot
and greasy with sweat to her touch. Slowly she guided it to her mouth and
licked the tip. His cock was unwashed and it tasted foul, but she suppressed
her gag reflex and took the pungent tool into her mouth.

Tanner allowed the crying ensign to bob her little head inexpertly up and down
on his big dick, before he tired of her incompetence. He grabbed her short red
hair in his hands and rammed his cock into the back of her throat. She screamed
as he forced his cockhead into her gullet and she struggled for air started to
fuck her face.

The other two men each grabbed one of her hands as they tried to push Tanner
away and wrapped them around their cocks. They wrapped their fingers over the
top of hers and started jerking themselves off.

Suzy was beginning to blackout when Tanner finally came, shooting a load of his
salty cum down her throat before pulling out to spray the rest over her face.

The ensign's head hung forward with long ropes of spunk dripping from her face
as she gasped for breath, but her respite was short-lived as Nivitsky pulled
her head up by the hair and thrust his shorter, thicker cock into her mouth.
Suzy gagged as the meaty cock forced her throat wide and he fucked his cock
into her until his balls banged against her chin. Her eyes bugged wide as she
slowly suffocated as he raped her throat, never withdrawing enough to allow her
breath.

"NNNNMMMAAaauuummmbbbllemmmppphh... nnoawmmphh... aummble..."

Her eyelids were fluttering and her limbs started to convulse when Tanner
pulled Nivitsky back, just as he shot his load. Cum fountained from his cock to
splatter over her already cum streaked face and also over her tiny breasts and
belly as his cock jerked spastically in the air before her collapsing body.

"What the fuck you playin' at!" he screamed.

"You were goin' to kill her. Ain't no way I'm gonna let you do that! I intend
to have a little fun with that bitch and you ain't gonna fuck that up for me!"
Tanner snarled back.

"An' I ain't had a go at her yet, ya stupid prick!" said Allen.

Nivitsky lunged for Allen, but Stahlman caught him and twisted his arm up
behind his back. "Shut the fuck up! All of you. Allen, Tanner, you fuck that
little navy bitch over but good, while Nivitsky an' me'll go set up a little
sickbay to patch her an' my little fuck-slave up nice and tight. Got it?"

The men gave affirmative noises and Stahlman bodily dragged Nivitsky from the
compartment. Neither Allen nor Tanner had an erection any longer, but they
looked down at the naked, girlish figure sobbing on the deck and felt their
passion stirring within them.

Suzy squealed as Allen pulled her up by her hair and slapped his stiffening
cock against her cum-smeared face. Looking up into his eyes, she saw only
contempt for her in them. He didn't consider her to be a human being at all,
just a thing to be used for his own pleasure, nothing more. She looked at the
black man and what she saw in his eyes was worse, for his eyes burned with an
unholy passion that terrified her.

"Lick my cock, slut! Lick it good!" Allen demanded.

Suzy choked back a sob and tried to deny the flutter in her stomach that being
commanded raised in her. Instead she closed her eyes again and started licking
up and down Allen's long, thin cock, dragging her tongue across the hot cock
meat and shuddering with fear.

Tanner knelt down behind her and rammed two fingers up her ass, eliciting a
pained yelp from the girl. Her finger fucked her butt as Allen ordered Suzy to
lick his balls and she complied, sucking each testicle into her mouth and
lathering it with her tongue.

The petite ensign sobbed as she felt the hot, wet tip of Tanner's penis nudge
at her asshole and then he pressed the organ against her virgin hole. She felt
the pressure increase on her sphincter and she desperately tried to relax, but
for more than a minute it seemed as though she could not open enough to take
his huge cock.

She was desperately trying to control her breathing and was no longer lapping
at Allen's penis, so he pushed the now hard cock into her mouth, gagging her
cries of distress. Then she felt a hot, burning pain as her asshole finally
surrendered to its violation.

"AAAARRRRRrrrrggghhhmmmpphhh!!" Her scream of agony was audible through the
muffling effect of Allen's cock.

She could not stop the black man as her powered into her bowels, forcing all
obstacles aside as he raped her ass. She tried to twist free, to pull herself
off of the unnatural intruder, but Tanner simply grabbed her hips and impaled
her fully on his huge cock. "AAAHHHH!! AAUuurrgh! MMAaauuwww! Ugh! Ahhh!"

Suzy began to buck wildly and Allen couldn't keep his cock inside her, her
gaping mouth pitching from one side to the other in futile denial, so he pushed
her and Tanner down to the deck, with the black medic beneath her. He held her
thrashing legs high with one meaty hand, and used the other to line his
throbbing hard-on to her hairless slit.

With one mighty thrust he rammed the full eleven inches of his cock into her
wet hole. Suzy felt as though her body was totally filled, with massive cocks
raping both her ass and cunt she was totally violated.

It was several minutes before the two men achieved a matching rhythm and once
they did, the abused ensign felt a rising orgasm, one that exploded over her
with such intensity that now she really did blackout, from pleasure.

It didn't matter to her rapists however, and they simply continued to enjoy her
warm, lifeless body until they both came, shooting thick loads of spunk deep
into her womb and bowels.

In the aftermath of their pleasure, Tanner lay on the deck with the tiny
redhead still lying on top of him with his soft penis still enclosed in the
tight heat of her ass. It took mere minutes before he was getting hard again,
and he slowly began to hump his semi-soft cock into her tight hole while Allen
watched, slowly jerking his big dick back to life.

The unconscious girl began to stir as she was slow butt-fucked once more, and
Allen moved back between her legs, running his bloated knob over her cum-
slickened sex. This time however, he ran his cock the full length, down to her
ass-crease to tease at her well-filled asshole.

Suzy's eyes snapped wide open and she screamed as he insistently applied
pressure behind his thick cock, trying to force it into her already occupied
rectum. She tried to clench her buttocks but it only increased the pain as he
slowly forced her ass to open further and then, with a terrible stabbing pain,
she was rectally impaled by two big cocks!

"NNHHHAAAAUUHHH!! UUHHHH!! GGHHAAUHD NNNOOO!! EEEAAHHHH!! UUAAAHHH!!" the tiny
ensign screamed as they double raped her ass.

She had never imagined anything like this before, she could actually feel both
of them inside her, their cocks rubbing and twisting within her ass, but now
there was no pleasure for her, only pain. Never-ending pain. It seemed that
they wouldn't ever stop, but finally, after more than thirty minutes, she felt
their cocks start quivering and pulsating as they rubbed together inside her,
and then her bowels were filled with two men's cum simultaneously.

They pulled out of her and dropped her to the deck. She lay on her back and
tried to ignore the terrible, aching emptiness that she felt, tried to ignore
the conviction that she would turn inside out at any moment. She pressed her
fingertips to her cum-sloppy asshole and she wept.

* * *

The captain remained bound ignobly in her own command chair, naked, with her
legs held high and wide and with alien-spunk pouring from her red, ruined cunt.
The Alien replaced his monstrous penis back within his codpiece and stood
arrogantly before his brutalized victim.

"You belong to the Hegemony! You are our property now!" he declaimed before his
horrified audience, "Your females will bear our foundlings and serve in the
chambers. Your males will serve in the chambers and the pits. Any resistance
will be punished!"

He turned to where the amazonian Security Chief was being held. "Khonarr! You
failed in your task."

"Yes, Ki'N'Khaer!" the massive female restraining Lt. Karis replied.

"This... human... bested you?"

Khonarr said nothing, but her skin flushed darker as she stared fixedly at the
floor before her leader's feet.

"You will fight! If the human betters you again, you will die." He ordered, "If
you defeat her, I will allow you to live."

No sooner had he spoken than two other Aliens stepped forth and relieved
Khonarr of her charge. The huge Alien began to remove her armor and clothing,
until she stood barefoot, clad only in her thick leather-like briefs. Her
massive purple breasts were firm on her huge chest, and her massive muscles
rippled as she waited for Karis to be prepared.

The two Aliens had released the Security Chief from her stocks and they were
stripping her of her dark blue uniform. She tried to resist when they pulled
her bra off, but they were far too strong and her huge, dark brown tits were
also exposed. Eventually she was garbed only in her regulation panties, in
symmetry with her opponent's appearance.

Karis held her head high, ignoring the shame she felt at being so nearly naked
on the bridge, and studied the Alien opposite her. She was totally bald, as all
the Aliens were, and two feet taller than the human, who was herself over six-
feet tall, and although Karis was more muscular than most human men, the Alien
was larger, proportionally, than any human Karis had ever seen. Massive bones
supported an incredibly well defined musculature and Karis knew that the Alien
was every bit as strong as she looked. The bruises on the Chief's back and ribs
attested loudly to the fact every time she moved. But despite her size, her
huge breasts, narrow waist and wider hips left no doubt as to her gender.

"Begin!"

Khonarr lunged forward with astonishing speed, but the Persephone's Security
Chief had expected her charge and she feinted to her right, barely eluding the
long arms of her opponent. Khonarr spun around and crouched low, her eyes
narrowing as she tried to assess Karis's intent.

The lieutenant knew that she could not hope to match strength with the Alien,
and so her only hope was that the huge female would be so intent upon
overpowering the human that she would make a mistake that would allow Karis to
use what she hoped was her superior training.

Khonarr made another sweeping lunge, and Karis feinted again, her huge breasts
bouncing heavily. This time however, the Alien changed direction and her arm
lashed out directly at Karis's throat. Karis didn't try to dodge again, but
instead she lashed upward with her left hand and struck the purple woman's arm
off target. Then she stepped inside her opponent's reach, spun, and flashed a
lightning-quick back-kick to the giantess's jaw.

The Alien staggered and Karis drove her elbow into the female's rock-hard
abdomen. Khonarr tried to envelop her in a bear hug, but Karis dropped to the
deck and kicked her in the knee. Using the force from her kick, she rolled
clear of the enraged alien and bounced up to her feet, ready for the rush she
felt certain would come.

It didn't. Instead, Khonarr began slowly stalking the human, feinting to her
left or right to cut off any effort by Karis to dodge around her again, forcing
the human to back up to the surrounding audience of shackled humans and
towering Aliens. She realized what her opponent intended, and that she was in
danger of being corralled amongst the computer workstations.

Khonarr threw a heavy punch at Karis's head, but the human dodged to one side,
only to see the Alien's other fist swinging toward her for a quick jab. She
couldn't quite move quickly enough this time, and jab caught her a ringing blow
to the back of her head. Karis rode the force of the strike and ducked under
the giantess's arm, thankful that it had only been a glancing blow. She knew
from the dizzy pain that, had it connected fully, it would have crushed her
skull like an eggshell.

Karis tried to vault over a console but Khonarr was too fast, her hand lashing
out and catching the waistband of her panties. The Alien jerked back hard and
Karis was dragged back toward her enemy. The black woman desperately grabbed
the edge of the console and gripped tightly. That one punch had told her that
she couldn't afford to loose the range that gave her the space to use her
superior skill again, so she hauled with all her strength and she heard her
panties tear.

She landed on her back on the deck and quickly rolled to her feet. She leapt
out of the workstation and stood totally naked in the center of the bridge,
surrounded by her crewmates. Her exposed pussy was totally smooth shaven and
like the rest of her magnificent body, it was glistening with sweat.

Khonarr threw aside the scrap of gray fabric in her large hand and she began
stalking her prey once more. The human had a little more room to maneuver and
she skillfully eluded the Alien, but she knew she would have to take the
offensive if she were to have any chance of victory, before she exhausted
herself. She dodged to one side, and then lunged and snapped a stinging blow to
Khonarr's outstretched arm.

She tried to dance back but the Alien gave a lightning quick, hard kick toward
Karis's midriff that she simply could not avoid. She was thrown backward across
the bridge and landed on top of her bound captain with a grunt. She struggled
to climb off her superior's slimy body, but her hand slipped in the spunk and
she slid sprawling to the floor in the pool of alien-cum that had spilt from
Commander Cunningham's raped fuck-hole, and her back was smeared with the foul
substance.

Before she could try to rise again Khonarr reached down with two huge hands and
grabbed both of her breasts. Karis screamed as the Alien's strong fingers
crushed the soft tit-flesh and then she felt herself lifted into the air!

Khonarr held the black woman up in the air by her massive tits and prematurely
roared in victory.

Karis cried out in pain, and then snapped her leg up to kick Khonarr hard in
the face. The Alien's triumphant roar was abruptly cut off and she dropped
Karis heavily to the deck as she staggered back. Before the human could rise
however, Khonarr's hands were reaching down to grab her hair. There were few
options left to Karis, so she grabbed the Alien's thick leather-like briefs and
pulled with all her strength.

The massive Alien pitched forward and as she went over the Security Chief's
head, the leather snapped and Karis felt something thick and heavy hit her
forehead. She climbed back to her feet as swiftly as her bruised body would
allow and turned in time to see the now naked female rising to her feet and she
froze in disbelief.

Hanging from Khonarr's crotch was a massive penis! It didn't much resemble the
male's member, being smaller and lacking both testicles and the bony extrusions
but although it was still soft, it was already more than a foot long. The
females of their species were hermaphrodites! As Karis stood with her mouth
agape, the tentacles that surrounded the Alien's soft cockhead flexed
aggressively.

She hesitated a moment too long and she was caught in the Alien's surprisingly
quick grasp. Khonarr dragged her forward and drove her knee up into the black
amazon's belly, lifting her almost two feet into the air with the power of her
blow. Khonarr threw the human forward onto Commander Cunningham's prone body
once more, between the blonde's widespread thighs, and then slapped her hand
down into the middle of her back.

Karis attempted wriggle free, but her efforts were futile. Then she gasped, as
she felt the Alien she-male press one huge finger against her hairless slit.
Then she rammed her finger into the human and Karis was pushed up the
Commander's body, her massive black breasts rubbing against Cunningham's
smaller, cum-covered white tits.

Khonarr's finger was as large as a normal human's cock, and she finger-fucked
the Security Chief for five minutes without mercy, driving her thrashing body
back and forth across her cum splattered captain. The purple-skinned Alien
shrugged off the powerful kicks and awkward punches of the amazon and knelt
behind her vulnerable body, the tentacles of her penis wrapping themselves
tightly around the cockhead to create a spiked tip.

"EEEEEEEYYYYAAaaaoooooowwwWWWWW!!" Karis screamed when Khonarr rammed the full
16-inches of her erect penis into her dry pussy with one massive thrust. She
punched her way through the amazon's cervix and raped her womb with the first
stroke.

Nothing in the entirety of her life had prepared Karis for the unique and
intense agony of being womb-fucked, especially by such a massive cock as the
Alien she-male possessed. To Karis it seemed as though it was as thick as her
muscular arm, and she could actually feel the tip of the massive violator slam
into her ribcage from the inside!

The tentacles uncoiled within her and they twitched around inside her womb
creating an incredible sensation unlike anything that Karis could ever have
imagined. Then Khonarr grabbed the black woman's hips and really started to
fuck her. Massive, powerful strokes that rammed halfway up to Karis's throat as
her hard buttocks were hammered by the Alien's solid and unyielding abdominals.

"UNNngh!" SLAM "Ugh!" SLAM "Aah!" SLAM "Nngh!"

Commander Cunningham started to come round hearing Karis's grunts and the wet
squelching sounds of their tightly pressed, cum-smeared bodies. As they rubbed
together, the slimy spunk was becoming a sticky glue from the friction. The
blonde captain opened her eyes and groaned as she saw her Security Chief being
raped on top of her.

SLAM "Urgh!" SLAM "Oh!" SLAM "Nnagh!" SLAM "Ahh!"

Khonarr reached forward and grabbed Karis's long, tight-curling hair and yanked
her head up, forcing her to look her captain in the eye. Cunningham looked at
Karis's contorted, yet still beautiful face and felt a disturbing thrill run
through her. Worse, for Karis's muscular stomach was bearing down directly upon
her brutally ravaged and exposed sex, rubbing her swollen clitoris with every
thrust of the giant hermaphrodite into the lieutenant's body and she was slowly
becoming aroused as she gazed into her subordinate's pain-filled eyes.

SLAM "Oaaw!" SLAM "Nnnhh!" SLAM "Argh!" SLAM "Oh!"

Cunningham turned her head away and screwed her eyes tight shut, desperately
trying to ignore the corner of her mind that could possible gain enjoyment from
the rape of another woman. Another woman who also happened to be the closest
friend she had on board this ship. Her face flushed red as her pleasure mounted
regardless.

"SLAM "Nnagh!" SLAM "Ahh!" SLAM "Hhugh! SLAM "Ugh!"

For more than half an hour the Alien raped Lt. Karis, slam-fucking her
remorselessly before the captive audience, until finally she reared back and
orgasmed.

She jerked on Karis's hair, pulling her almost double as she filled her womb
with her inhuman, she-male spunk. It was a never-ending torrent that caused
Karis's belly to swell as her womb expanded to contain it all until, finally,
the Alien withdrew her huge cock and spurted the remainder of her seed over her
butt-cheeks.

The first instinctive muscle spasm of the Security Chief's ravaged pussy sent a
jet of the she-males cum halfway across the bridge. And there were three more
such spurts from her cunt before her abdomen resumed its usual flat appearance.
The thought of the spectacle that she made, with her abused pussy squirting her
rapist's sperm like a fountain, was more humiliating to the proud officer than
the rape itself and her face flushed darkly with her shame.

Her hope that her ordeal might be over was quickly disabused, as she felt the
massive Alien pull her muscular buttocks apart and press a thick finger against
her cum-covered anus. Khonarr probed the tight hole, as though testing its
elasticity, and them rammed her digit inside, causing Karis to groan softly.
The Alien seemed pleased by what she felt, swiftly removed her finger and
positioned her monstrous penis at the entrance.

"EEEEEEEAAAAAAAAARRRRRrrrrrrrgggggghhhhhnnnnn!!"

Karis screamed and gritted her teeth as Khonarr grasped her hips and pull the
lieutenant back onto her huge cock. The dark-skinned lieutenant felt sure that
something must tear, there was no way that she could take the she-males 4-inch
thick dick in her virgin asshole.

Khonarr kept pulling the amazonian human onto her cock until, eventually,
something gave way and the giantess filled Karis's tight ass to the very
limits. Lt. Karis's eyes bugged out with the incredible pain of being ass-raped
by such a monstrous cock. The agony was so intense that she couldn't even
scream; she was beyond being capable of making any sound other than a high-
pitched keen.

The purple-skinned Alien lifted Karis up from her captain's body with a sticky
slurping sound and held her high in the air, her big hands encircling her
waist. Then she slammed her down, impaling her huge cock all the way into the
weakly struggling human, then she lifted her back up and slammed her down again

The large black woman looked like a rag-doll as she was slammed up and down on
the she-males cock, her muscular limbs jerking wildly and her heavy breasts
bouncing uncontrollably.

For more than ten minutes, the Alien used her prodigious strength to ram Karis
up and down her cock, raping her tight ass, then, without removing her firmly
imbedded penis, she spun Karis around so that they were face-to-face and began
fucking her again. She hugged the human close to her so that she could rub her
massive breasts against the human's. As she did so, her sperm oozed out of
Karis's cunt and ran over her penis and down between her thighs to her own
hairless cunt.

After a short while she released her hold and Karis fell backward, hanging
limply from the massive cock firmly wedged in her ass. Khonarr gripped one of
her thighs and then punched Karis hard in the cunt.

"EEEEEAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHH!!!!"

This time she did scream with the terrible pain, but instead of punching her
again, Khonarr began to grind the knuckles of her massive fist into Karis's
cunt. Brutally, she forced her entire hand into the lieutenant's sloppy pussy
and began twisting it viciously inside her, before resuming the rape with both
her penis and now her fist too.

To Karis, it seemed as though there was nothing in her world but the unbearable
pain of her incredibly stretched cunt and ass. Spunk rained on her face as the
fisting by the giantess was pistoning the cum from her vagina and squirting it
up into the air.

She had no idea how long she was forced to endure the brutal double violation,
but eventually she felt the violent pressure inside her rectum as it was filled
with she-male spunk. Khonarr withdrew her fist and then her penis, and directed
her still ejaculating cock to shoot her load all over Karis's battered and
exhausted body.

She completely emptied her internal reservoir of semen to totally cover the
black woman from head to toe with her thick white cum.

Once her load was fully expended, Khonarr stood upright and turned to attention
before her leader, her thick spunk dripping from the end of her flaccid cock.
Ki'N'Khaer looked down upon the cum-drenched human and then back to Khonarr.

"A fitting punishment for her crime." He said, and it seemed that Khonarr stood
a little straighter.

"However," he spoke again, "She also made a fool out of you, did she not? An
insignificant creature like that should have presented no challenge to a
Centurion of your experience. I cannot have a fool in my guard!"

Khonarr stood completely immobile as her leader's words registered in her mind.

"You are no longer a Centurion. You will be only a common sentry. But first,
you will spend three cycles serving in the chambers!"

Khonarr's face blanched as her sentence was pronounced and two other females
stepped forward. She offered no resistance and refused to make eye contact with
them as they attached a heavy metal collar about her neck and manacled her
wrists together. One of them grinned viciously and leant in close to whisper
something in their own language into her ear.

The Alien leader looked at the thoroughly demoralized crew and smiled evilly.

"Take them!" he ordered.

* * *

To Be Continued...

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