A journey beyond the Stars

[cgraven]

This is a closed thread for Shayol and C G Raven



When one thinks of a vicious hunter that runs down its pry, a creature that is the hunter and the hunted both. Yet in the distant past of humankind when legends of Sky Mother gave birth to her two sons Gluskap and Molsum and man was little more than clay that Kichi Niwaskw the Great Spirit had breathed life into, the brothers taught man all that he would need to know to survive . Gluskap appeared to man, as a man and taught him music, dance, and to speak. Molsum appeared to man as the wolf and saw that man was afraid of him, so he took on the shape and form of man and taught him to track, hunt and the wisdom of the pack. That the pack strengthens all, and all must protect the young. In those days animals could shift their shape and become as man. Otter taught man to swim, the hawk to see far, and the snake patience.



These tales of creation in one form or another where common to all mankind. From them man lifted his eyes to the night skies and began to wonder what lay behind the stars. In time religion and then science replaced the old legends.’ Some even began to believe their was life on other planets or even beyond the stars. For some this became a frightening reality.



The year was 1958 there was a cold war between the United States and the Soviet Union. Both sides had nuclear weapons an all mankind trembled in the belief that the next war would be the doom of humanity, it would be the end of life on this earthly coil. What mankind did not know was that they were being watched from a far. Humanity might not know but the world governments did. From the end of World War II there had been sightings of UFO’s, Unidentified Flying Objects. The U. S. tracked the reports in Operation Blue Book. There were those that claimed that they had been kidnapped by strange creatures, of medical probes and other fantastic tales of narrow escapes. These stories were played down to avoid panic. Yet eyes from afar watched.



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Their previous visit to this little blue marble in the cosmos, this small backwards class M planet had proven to be rich hunting grounds. The females of this insignificant backwards world had been determined to be the ideal species for the intergalactic slave trade. The shipment was almost complete, all that was needed was one more to complete the shipment. What was desired was a creature, female, light skinned, and with flaxen hair. It was a moonless night, their saucer shaped craft hovered over the city. They knew to find the last requirement of their shipment they would have to descend to the planet’s surface and search for what they needed. That would require a disguise, one that would not arose these primitives suspicions. They knew to pose as man that they would be soon discovered so it was decided that the guise of a dog would serve their purpose. And so, the hunt began for the fair haired flaxen beauty that they needed.

 

[Shayol]

The stars twinkled as the night grew dark, the light breeze rustled the leaves across the sidewalk and swirled up under the cars lined along the main street. The yellow streetlight sparked off the curved metal of the vehicles, mostly nuances of white and blue.
Something else blue was also out in the street that night, a fit and flare dress with white flowers dotted all over it. The top clung to the upper bodice and flared out at the wearer’s hips, underlining that hourglass ideal of the 5’1 tall young woman. The curvy figure dawdled past the store display windows, not in a hurry. Her blonde hair bobbed stiffly in the wind; the amount of hairspray it had taken to finish that perfect poodle curl look, only another woman would know.
Pale blue eyes glanced over the street, few others where outside this late. Some was getting into their cars and drove off, sending headlight sweeping across the distant row of trees further down the main street. Donna Anderson was heading the same way, she glanced down as she opened her purse with a gloved hand, she rummaged about for something, and a piece of paper fluttered out. She sighed and bent her knees to lower herself down to pick up the paper, she turned it over and smiled as her eyes looked over the movie ticket.

‘Vertigo, Starring James Stewart, Kim Novak, Barbara Bel Geddes, Tom Helmore.’

She chuckled at the memory, it had been a good movie, her boyfriend had made an excellent choice. She grew a faint blush as she thought of what had happened later that same evening, their first kiss. This ticket was not so much a memory about that movie, but rather her first kiss. There had been a few more after, she smiled and took a few dancing steps after she had put the ticket back in her purse. He was quite the gentleman, giving her time she thought.
Donna got the car keys out and picked up the speed, it was getting late, her parents would worry if she did not make it home soon. She rolled her eyes with a sigh and set course for the darker part of the street, the sound of her heels took her under the light stealing canopies of the trees.

 

[cgraven]

The hunt was on for the last specimen, his disguise, in place. So, the shaggy hound looped down the street, cloaked in the shadows of the night, he searched for his prey. He saw several possible candidates but none where quite what he was looking for. It was then that he saw her, she was young, light skinned, and her hair was flaxen with reddish highlights. Her top clung to the upper bodice accentuating the sensual curve of her breasts and The dress flared out at hips, drawing the viewer’s eye to her trim waist and hourglass figure of the young woman.



She rolled her eyes, with a sigh the girl set course for the darker part of the street, the click, click, click of her heels echoed in the still of the night. Her path took her under the light stealing canopies of the trees, into dark shadows and little islands of dim light. Suddenly the young beauty was confronted by a vicious looking hound, his jowls drew back baring his fangs to the girl, slowly he closed the distance between them, he back her up until her back was pressed to the rough bark of a tree.



The hound thrust his nose under her skirt, his hot moist breath bathed the girl’s inner thighs. Then his long thick tongue snaked between his jowls, and he tasted her for the first time as licked her most intimately. Each pass of his tongue cleaved deeper and deeper into her dew pussy, her panties sliding between the girls soft folds.

 

[Shayol]

She played with the keys in her hand as she regarded the dim pools of light. Suddenly a more solid moving shadow in her peripheral vision halted her stride, she turned to see better what it was. Her body stiffened wary as she spotted the hound that was prowling around her.

“Easy boy…”

She offered with a soft voice. Much to her growing horror the mutt did not respond in kind but bared a set of intimidating fangs. She took several steps backwards, chest rose and fell in growing unrest. Before she knew it, rough bark of a tree blocked her retreat, she tried again, with a now shaky voice, to appeal to the beast assumed trained nature.

“Sit boy!”

She yelped in fear as the hound did not sit at all but instead tipped it’s nose under her flowing skirt. She whimpered and froze as hot breath bathed her loins, dead sure the creature was rabid and the next would be a savage attack on her supple flesh.
A stunned gasp pressed up her throat as that long wet tongue licked at her panties, coated them wet. Her initial reaction was to press her thighs together, trying to stop this shocking invasion of her virgin flesh. The tongue snaked between her thighs and after a few more invasive licks that slick panty slid between her folds.
She trembled as a hot sensation blossomed at her most private, embarrassment colored her face red and she tried to push the beast off herself with trembling glowed hands. Eyes darted up and down the street. Not a soul was near but the headlight of a lone car pulling out further up the street.

 

[cgraven]

He was pleased the way this young creature was responding to his intimate caress. His tongue slid along her pantie clade dewy folds. His dark coarse fur grated against the girl's silken thighs. Yes, this young beauty had potential, yet he longed to test her more. His head emerged from under the young blonde beauty’s skirt, his golden eyes meeting her soft shimmering eyes. This area was too close to the street, the headlights of a car stabbed at the darkness. His fore paws now rested on the young beauty's shoulders, his fangs bared, a low threatening growl rumbled from him. He made his decision.



Slowly this strange beast drove young Miss Donna Anderson deeper into the woods. The young beauty was now isolated from the world of man and the lights that had promised safety. Again, Donna found herself cornered in the woods. He then, in his disguise of the beast, tugged at Donna’s skirt, again that low threatening growl, it was if he was demanding her to strip for him. His fangs bared again, he leaped, his paws on her shoulders and his fangs at her throat. Then he was again on his haunches before her, tugging at her skirt. He left no doubt that he wanted her to stip.



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Tobar watched as his fellow slaver toyed with the stunning you creature. She appeared to be just what they were looking for. He was always amazed at how Landow could manipulate these gorgeous primitive beauties. She was gorgeous, he leaned back and watched the little tableau unfold with baited interest.

 

[Shayol]

Donna’s chest heaved in panic as her pushing seemed to yield no other response then that devilish long tongue continued. Suddenly it stopped, she held her breath, was it over? Or would the feral beast after this mortifying... tasting... finally take a bite?
Fear washed over the young woman in waves, as the beast pulled back its head, two intense golden eyes gloomed up at her, she stared transfixed back for a second... or four.
Head lights flashed, fangs showed, she yelped in horror as the hound leaped for her. She closed her eyes and twisted her head to the side, tried to lift her hands to shield herself from the onslaught coming.

Her hands barely had time to move before two heavy paws pressed against her shoulders, the terrifying jaws emitted a rumbling growl that made her hairs stand on edge. Donna had her face pressed to the side; the hot breath of the beast so nightmarishly close to her flesh.
As it oddly enough gave way, she found her courage to try run for it. But the beast would cut her off, she changed direction blindly to get away from the maw and not before long she found herself in denser forest. Dark and gloomy, she stumbled on, both her heels long lost. Breath heaved she suddenly found her path was blocked by a grove of thick growth. She halted, hope fell in her stomach as if in a bottomless pit when she tured about, back to the rough trunks.

Sharp teeth gripped and tugged, a pleading fearful cry followed in the dark woods. The only human that would ever hear them, was the very one that uttered the desperate call for help.
Donna held on to her flaring lengths of fabric and tears ran down her face.

“No! No, let go! Le-“

The beast leaped for her throat and she wailed in absolute terror, dead sure her last seconds was up. But the hound retreated, she shook uncontrolled, stared at it as it started tugging at her dress’s hem again. She looked scared beyond reasoning.

“What do you want..?”

*She sobbed it out, blissfully unaware that yet another bore witness to her undoing.*

 

[cgraven]

Tobar watched as the young blonde beauty fled Landow, in his guise as the beast. There was a strength, a desperation in the way she ran. Yet more than that her movements possessed a sensual fluid grace that Tobar found highly seductive. He saw the desperation, fear in the young girl. Now deep in the forest with the beast at her throat Donna pleaded,



“No! No, let go! Le-“

Donna’s voice trailed off in a sob. Then before her the hound’s body began to twist naturally, its feature distorted until a creature stood before her, a creature that seemed to be the embodiment of the werewolf legends. The creature was neither man nor wolf but a demonic melding of the two. He stood 6’7” and towered over the young blonde. A low growl rumbled from him, his hand flashed like summer lightening and rented Donna’s bodice to leave it hanging in tatters. He stepped back and made a motion for Donna to remove her dress. Again, the commanding growl. Donna was left with little choice, remover her dress, or risk his fangs and death.

 

[Shayol]

Fight, freeze, flee or fawn?

Freeze.

Donna stared in utter horror as the hound changed, she seemed unable to move, just transfixed at the macabre twisting and growing figure. Her chest heaved for air, her body shaking out of her control. She looked sickened by the transformation she had just witnessed when it was done, leaning on the truck as if her legs barely could hold her up.
What was this? Was she dreaming, was she sick? Her mind was racing to make some sort of sense of this. Was it.. that drug? Miltown, she had tried it once, but heard some whispers of some going crazy after using it. Was once enough?

Donna got rudely hauled out of her minds desperate search for logic as the wolf like figure growled at her. She barely had time to react as the grotesque hand flashed out and shredded her dress like it was nothing. She whimpered in fear and tried to desperately gather up the remains of her dress when another growl made her freeze up again and stared at the beast man. The gesture it made was not to be misunderstood…

Tears brimmed in her eyes, fear, shame. The intimidating fangs and claws threatened make short process of both her and the rest of her clothing. Taking it off herself at least might leave her with something to wear after.
After, would there be a after? And after what? What did it want? As she started to unbutton the few remaining buttons her blue dress had with shaky hands, her thoughts darted back to that tongue that had been invading her most private. That disturbing hot itch it had awakened.

The dress dropped to about her bare dirty feet. She stood in her undergarments; shame burned on her cheeks as she removed her bullet bra first, the padded white lingerie fell to the forest floor revealing her perky breasts. She instantly covered up with one arm. Her other struggled with the girdle only using one hand. Tears rolled down her cheeks as her mind dwelled on what might happen. Her eyes could not help themselves they looked down the feral figure so near, panic flared back up as she took in the features of her assaulter.

 

[cgraven]

Tobar’s eyes were glued to the vision screen as he watched another of Landow’s terrifying changes. Yet it was not the shifting twisting change that Landow was preforming that captured Tobar’s attention but the reaction of the stunning young blonde to Landow’s change. The lighting strike of the clawed hand, the way her dress lay in tatters the sensual curve of her firm breasts bared. Tobar watched as Landow’s commanding growl brought the young blonde’s trembling fingers to the little pearl buttons of her tattered dress. Tobar was mesmerized as he watched each little button surrender to her trembling fingers. The way the tattered garment sensually sild down her torso, her shapely legs to pool around her trim ankles. He watched as the young blonde beauty reach behind her loosed the catches of her bra, and let it slide from her to join the remains of her dress upon the ground.



Donna’s gridle and panties were the only things left that gave her some modicum of modesty, but they two where demanded of her. The beast began to close the distance between them his long thick tongue licked his jowls, his golden eyes held Donna’s captive in his gaze. Once more his head dipped, a sensual lick to her cheek, that devilish tongue traced the line of the girl’s jaw, the sensual curve of her slender neck and then slid further down to explore the firm contours of Donna’s breasts. His tongue lazily circled the young blonde’s pale pink nipple until it was a taunt little nub crowning her puffy dusky pink areola. He suckled her nipple, rolled it along the ridged roof of his mouth. He gripped the taunt bud in his teeth and inhaled a cool stream of air across the feverous bud.



Tobar shuck himself from his stupor as Landow was easing the frighten girl to the mossy carpet of the forest floor. No, No, Landow was not going to have her. She was needed to fulfill their order and to be sold at the imperial capital. Tobar engaged the beam, Landow and Donna were captured in a bright beam of light. They floated up into the dark night skies, Landow devilish howl split the night. Mist gathered around Donna, and it seemed she exploded into a thousand points of light, then darkness surrounded her as she sank into unconsciousness .



When Donna slowly regained consciousness she found herself strapped to a cold metal table her hands bound above her head and her shapely legs spread obscenely and also bound. The room she found herself in was sterile, clinical, like a doctors office or a hospital. There was the sound of sliding metal and two beings’ entered. They were about 5’6” hairless, devoid of features except for their large dark eyes. One went to a panel on the wall and the other came to Donna and pressed metal object just behind her ear. The pain was incredible as it bored under her skin.



“Just be still Miss as I examine you.”

 

[Shayol]

Donna got the zipper of the girdle down finally, she tried keep her eyes on the figure as she wiggled it down her trembling hips. Not that she would have a chance if it moved. She sobbed and wondered her fate once the clothes where off. The girdle dropped down to her feet. As her fingers sought the panties, the last bastion of clothing she had on, she felt the wet slick fabric and was reminded of that devilish tongue. Would it do that again? Her mind looped back to that terrifying moment; her subconsciousness prodded at something…

A growl that held no patience cut her train off, she sobbed and used both hands to get her wet panties off. The moment the cloth was discarded the wolfman moved to her, she wailed out in fear as the golden eyes came up so close that she could feel the heat from its body in the cooling night.
She stared like a deer in headlight, captivated by the being that was sure about to rip her in bits like her dress getting what it wanted. A shudder twisted through her stiff body as that hot tongue tasted her jawline and down her neck. Goosebumps erupted across her hide as it explored down her chest, focusing on her heaving nipple. Donna pressed her face to the side, against the bark of the tree, eyes pressed together.

Thick fear kept her rigid, under what started to cause other reactions as well, her treacherous nipple prompting her brain with sensations not of pain, but rather the opposite. Shame flushed her face once more. No! This was not happening! Would she lose her cherry this way? To a monster that would be more likely to eat her after the rape. The beast continued to toy with her nipple, jolts of pleasurable sensations prodding her that she had never experienced before. She battled the fear, shame and humiliation.
For the awakening of the supple flesh made the apex of her thigh throb, for feeling a tongue once again.

The light exploded around them both, a blinding light that shone brightly even through her closed eyes. Confused she opened them and yelped in shock as the ground seemed to sink away, the trunk disappearing behind her. The moment she realized she was the one moving, the world did become an all-consuming light – then nothing.


Donna felt cold, her backside more then her front. She wrinkled her brow, confusion clouding her mind a moment, he tried life her hand to run her head, she had a bit of a headache. That was when her mind registered that she could not move the hand, it was stuck! Something resisted her tugs, her eyes darted open, she tried twist around to see… To her horror her legs where stuck in some fashion as well. She started to breathe panicked and tried thrash herself free to no avail.
The sound of sliding metal caught her attention, she did freeze up, eyes darted. A scream of pure horror came from her lips as the news she had not bothered to pay much heed to suddenly became very real.
The figure with the big eyes approached, she tried desperately to get away from it, body coiled in the bindings. The next scream was of pain, as something bore into her skin behind her ear. She buckled, tears running down her face, testing the strains again.
As the voice sounded, she froze again, eyes darted. Words, where they did come from? Were there people here?

 

[cgraven]

Gorgeous this young creature was truly gorgeous. Tobar eyes roved over Donna’s naked and obscenely displayed young body. He slowly approached the young beauty. He could see the questioning fear in her eyes as he pressed the universal translator behind her shell like ear. Donna’s scream of pain somehow excited Tobar and Landow smiled as he stood by the control panel. Tobar leaned close to Donna’s ear.



“Just be still Miss as I examine you.”



Tobar ran his hands over the sensual curves of Donna’s torso, he cupped her firm young breasts and began to massage them, his finger lazily circling her pale pink rosebud nipple as he gaged how responsive her supple young body was. When her dusky pink areolas where puffy little pillows, capped by diamond hard buds his hands began to move lower over Donna’s quivering abdomen. This featureless creature hand had only three long fingers. He spread the soft coral pink folds of Donna’s virgin treasure. Slowly he slid on long gray finger into her chaste young body. Slowly he began to work that finger in and out of the golden beauty’s tight virgin pussy. He smiled as if pleased with how Donna’s innocent young body responded to his examination of her.



Slowly he let his finger slip from Donna’s virgin pussy. Tobar then attached two little cups to Donna’s nipples and positioned a ebony black vibrator between the young girl’s thighs the tip resting against her clit.



“Landow 3 jewels.”



A low humming caressed Donna’s ears, the cups attached to her nipples began to pulse, and the vibrator tingled and caressed her clit.



“Landow 6 jewels.”



The tingling at her breasts built to a maddening sensual stimulation the vibrator at her clit sent little sexual shocks along every never of her delicious young body.



“10 Jewels Landow!”



Tobar longed to see just how much stimulation it would take to have Donna screaming in ecstasy as she strained against her bounds.

 

[Shayol]

Cold sweat broke out on the supple kin as the reality of her situation started to creep into her consciousness. No.. No no! This could not be real! It was a nightmare! Denial washed over her, pushing the absurd yet terrifying thought away.
She jerked as its hands touched her, trying to squirm away from the fingers as they trailed over her torso. She pleaded desperately.

“No! Please. D-don’t hurt me!

She shivered with fear, expected more pain, similar as the first touch had been. Pain… Dreams do not have pain in them, do they? Real pain? Was that not what everyone tells you to do, pinch your arm to wake up...?
She sucked in a tender breath as the hands found her breaths and kept on there, pressing and massaging. No new pain came from the touch, her gut coiled from the forced contact upon her body. Donna’s eyes closed shut, she turned her head away to the side, to mortified to have them see her face, or she them. She sought the little privacy she could muster in the hopeless situation.

Even if the nerves in her breasts responded to the friction and stimulation, the young woman was to deep in her shock to truly register the notion. She pressed her eyes more together as the fingers moved on, her breaths quick, afraid. She tried close her thighs together as the alien touched her most private, letting out a suppressed sob when she could not budge them. Her legs shook in the bindings, she tried twist out of the way as that finger started its slow invasive intrusion between her folds.

Nothing had been there before, now a long gray finger, who’s owner was not stopping regardless of how she might feel about it, was penetrating her virgin flesh. Her mind exploded into a panic a moment. She wanted it out! She could not take it anymore! The all-consuming embarrassment and humiliation forced her to act. Thrashing, trying to crawl out of her own skin she made a last effort to escape the bindings.

The nature of the bindings kept her well in place, her efforts futile… letting the alien continue its slow penetration, a faint scent of musk came as that finger dipped in and out. It seemed this blonde had felt some arousal earlier indeed.
The finger disappeared suddenly. Donna stopped her fruitless tries to get loose, panting quickly. The light danced, it was hard to focus, she blinked and felt a darkness lurking at the edge of her sight. Something was attached to her still erect nipples, she started sobbing, tired, exhausted, bewildered. A shudder passed as another thing was placed between her folds. She tried steel herself for what was coming next...

“Landow 3 jewels.”

The low humming started, she jerked as the vibration started, nerves so tense any touch was taken as a threat. It took a moment before her senses toned down the flight response and felt the real sensations the vibrations. She twisted still short of breath. What is his? What are they doing...? Her mind raced, it tickled nearly, she shifted her hips uncomfortable.

“Landow 6 jewels.”

6…? What was landow and jewels? That was what she had time to consider before the vibrations increased and so did the sensations that came with it. She sucked in a breath, steeling herself once again, but it was not pain this sensation, it was different. She felt urged to move by them, it tickled so immensely, impossible to ignore. She sniffled and a hand jerked, she felt like itching her nipples, get this off! It was not right how this felt. Her hips shifted restlessly as the vibrator awoke nerves an earlier tongue had barely teased. It grew more and more intense. A strange sense of having to pee came from the sexual shocks that was sent, she squirmed, stress coiling.

“Please... make it stop... I... I do anything please...?”

“10 Jewels Landow!”

Her eyes widened, her body grew rigid as the sensations took over her body control, her hips jerked as her vibrator assaulted her bundle of nerves. She could not help it, a near stinging pain, yet immensely teasing feel made her body jump. She threw her head to the side, fingers clawed at the bare table desperately after some hold. Why could she not stop herself!? It was hard to keep a thought. She fought to lie still, but her body betrayed her…

“Ahh! ..Ah!”

The sounds pressed out at every breath, her mind could not decide if this was pleasure or pain, she had lost all control. A pressure felt to build, she felt like she was about to burst, pee herself, she was not sure. She fought it, felt so humiliated losing her control. Teeth bit into her lip, blood tasted. No! She would not give them... whatever they wanted. She shook and shivered, moaned as she fought that pressing wave.

 

[cgraven]

“No! Please. D-don’t hurt me! Donna gasped as she strained against her bounds. Tobar looked on the gorgeous young blonde with a clinical detachment. He wondered just how much sexual stimulation this delicious young creature could endure. He loved the way that She tried to escape his probing finger as he rolled her clit beneath the pad of his finger.

“Landow 3 jewels.” Tobar loved the way Donna twisted in a vain hope to escape the sensations of the cold ebony vibrator. “Landow 6 jewels.” Tobar watched as the girls fingers curled as she strained harder against her bounds, the way her head lulled from sided to side as the young blonde fought against the rising tide of her sexual awakening.



“Please... make it stop... I... I do anything please...?” Donna pleaded; her voice came in staggered little gasps.



“10 Jewels Landow!” Donna’s soft eyes flew open. Her gorgeous young body arched from the cold steel of the exam table, her fingers clawed at her bounds and the table, her head lulled from side to side.



“Ahh! ..Ah!” bubbled from Donna’s moist ripe lips as her body sought the sinful, sensual, sensations that threatened to over come her. Slowly, steadily Donna’s gorgeous young body began to betray the young blonde beauty as her breaths came in staggered gasped. At slight nod from Tobar, Landow knew what to do, he increased her sexual torment to 20 jewels. Tobar watched as Donna’s supple young body truly began to betrayed her.



A twist of a nob, a flip of a switch and the ebony vibrator pressed tighter to Donna’s clit and slowly slipped in and out of the young blonde’s chaste, tight, young pussy. The galactic slaver’s made sure that Donna’s virginity remained intact. The cups that encircled her pale pink nipples now gave seductive little shocks that soon would flash along every fiber of her luscious young body.



Tobar would keep this sexual torment rise to higher and higher heights until her gorgeous young body finally betrayed her and was engulfed in a tidal wave of orgasms, one building on the one before and That gorgeous young body shimmered in a fine sheen of sweat. Tobar watched as Landow increased the level of torment and stimulation till it was well over 40Jewels. The two watched to see just how much this young beauty could endure before she truly surrender to her sexual torment.

Donna’s sexual stimulation and torment continued day after day. Tobar and Landow seemed to love tormenting the young blonde beauty. Making her cum again and again until she was exhausted, spent, and her gorgeous young body shimmered in a fine sheen of sweat. Young Donna’s life settled into a pattern, Sexual stimulation, and torment until she came violently her supple young body arching off the exam table with the intensity of her orgasm. Then she would be taken to her cold little cell to sleep, regain her strength for it all to begin again.



Tobar loved conditioning Donna to pleasure so intense it was almost pain until she embraced it and came for them. At the end of three weeks, it was time for Tobar and Landow to take their prize back to their home world where Donna would be placed on the auction block. For the first time in three week donna was allowed clothing. She was allowed a bra, panties, a skirt that came to three inches above her knees, and a white form fitting blouse. She was led to her cell. Soon it was flooded with a blue mist, robbing her of consciousness.



Miss Donna Anderson was placed into suspended animation for her journey across the cosmos. Her old life, everything she knew, was gone. Her fate now was as a pleasure slave the property of her Lord and Master.

 

[Shayol]

As the intensity increased even further, Donna lost nearly all control of her movements, the all-consuming sensual impression those devises inflicted on her body made her jerk and twist. She tried to suppress the groans and moans that swelled up from the intense near torture. The buildup increased, the hot near burning sensation throbbing between the supple thighs, was unbearable.
Would she die this way? She did not know what awaited on the other side, it scared her witless. She fought as body was no longer her own, raw nerves reacting without her consent.

Her wrists and ankles hurt from the thrashing, bruises raw to the point of blood being drawn where the bindings held her. Yet the white-hot torch at the center on her body was all her mind could focus on, the over stimulation blending the sense of pleasure and pain.

Something happened, that building tide suddenly broke the dam. Her body turned rigid on the cold table, teeth pierced lip as waves of an unknown all-consuming ecstasy rode her body and mind. Donna gave out a tooth clenching moan. Her head lolled confused after it had passed, her fingers trembling.
What had just happened? It felt like nothing she had experienced before ever. Her mind raced not finding any real answer in the haze after her first orgasm.

The vibrator was still on, intensity still increasing, her hips bucked, sore from the constant assault on virgin nerves. Her breasts ached, over stimulated. As the sensual torture carried on, she thrashed and the tide built up again, less afraid this time, she knew where it was going. But she fought the notion of loosing control, being manipulated in this shaming way while on display. She had never felt this exposed and humiliated.

Her will lasted not many more rounds of the tidal waves crashing over her, beyond exhausted her mind gave in, in a near apathic state she endured the continuous onslaught.

Over the three weeks the days became a pattern, the first was the most exhausting, she struggled to sleep, only when completely exhausted, she cried and begged for mercy. Loss of appetite.
At the second week came she grew into a sort of acceptance for her new fate, the sessions on the table were a jaded mix of a pleasurable pain she grew to near yearn for, yet shame hung about her. The borderline to pain had her on edge always.
The Third week, she was losing track of time, every day the same. The day she was given clothing she stood utterly puzzled.
Why was she given this? Did it mean she was going home?! Hope flared up in her gut, she relished to wear something, finally feeling somewhat decent again. As she sat in her cell, she had souring hope until that blue mist emerged, creeping across the floor like an ominous tide. She scurried away from it, but there was no escape. No! What are they doing to me?! Her last thoughts as all turned black again.

 

[cgraven]

Tobar and Landow had taken their time in training Donna’s luscious young body to crave pleasure. A pleasure so intense that it was almost painful as they had her cum again and again until she was exhausted and spent. At the end of the three weeks in which they were in orbit on the dark side of the moon, their presence shieled from prying eyes on earth before she was allowed to dress and her joinery into sexual slavery truly began as she was placed into suspended animation.



The flying saucer sped across the cosmos, earth, and the milky way just a far distant gas cloud a mere spec on the horizon. Landow was the first to awake, Tobar was still deep in suspended animation. Landow slowly brought Donna to the edge of consciousnesses kept her in a state were she was caught between wakefulness and the world of dreams.



“Com girl!” His voice was deep, sensual, and commanding. A voice that was felt as much as heard. “Remove your clothing.” Landow watched as the flaxen haired beauty seemed to hesitate.



“”Now girl!.........I wish to see your naked body again.”



Landow and Tobar had trained Donna’s gorgeous young body to crave intense pleasure now she needed to be trained to obey. Landow stepped closer to Donna, his fingers went to the top button of the drowsy girl’s blouse. The first button of her blouse surrendered to his fingers; his fingers moved slowly almost hypnotically. The second and third buttons surrendered to Landows’s fingers. He eased the material of her blouse back his finger sliding between the material and her silken skin to reveal the firm curve of the girl’s breast. Landow eased the blouse from Donna’s shoulders to fluttered to the floor.



“Continue girl…………” That dark commanding voice paused before continuing. “………that is if you wish the pleasure? “Your skirt Girl!” Landow knew that Donna’s supple young body had been trained to crave that intense pleasure.



Donna was in a dream like state as Landow’s voice slowly steadily guided her in stripping naked for him. He watched the young golden beauty, the tip of his tongue moistening the thin line of his lips. “Lay down and spread your legs for me Girl.” He watched and waited for Donna to obey.

 

[Shayol]

Donna consciousness stirred slowly; faint confusion reined at first. Was this a dream, she felt not quite here. She had cloth on… Maybe not a dream then. She vaguely remembered that she was given cloth before that blue mist. She stirred and then the voice was there.

“Com girl!”

She more felt the voice then heard it, commanding her to move. She knew that voice, what did it want now? This was not the usual routine, but then cloth was not either... Slowly Donna rose to her feet, her body felt heavy and sluggish.

“Remove your clothing.”

Remove it? Had she not just put it on? Why it wanted her to take them off again? She hesitated, confusion plain on her face.

”Now girl!.........I wish to see your naked body again.”

She blinked and her eyes focused on the alien figure she had grown used to now. The big eyes still made a shiver travel up her spine. It was as if they saw through her, so cold, emotionless. As it came closer, she swayed faintly backwards, but kept her balance. She looked in passive drowsiness that he unmade the buttons of her newly gained cloth. With some remorse she felt the blouse leave her body.

“Continue girl…………”

“………that is if you wish the pleasure? Your skirt Girl!”

Her body reacted before her consciousness did, the lull of the sleep was still over her. A jolt traveled down her spine and a faint throb started to ache between her loins. Pleasure… She felt her pulse pick up, someplace deep within she felt jaded about this lust they had planted in her. Yes, she wanted it… But there was nothing else. Her mind reeled from going further, a quiet dread of what lurked at the mental cliff. It was better to not think, just embrace the now.
She removed her skirt and bra, letting them fall to where the shirt was. Her movements first mechanical, drowsiness still had her.

“Lay down and spread your legs for me Girl.”

Did it mean here, in her cell? That was again new. Never had she been given ‘pleasure’ here. It was always on the table, restrained. She rubbed at her wrists at the thought. She swallowed, a faint lurch at the pit of her stomach as she did lay down. There was no switch for the loved and hated jewels here. She lay herself flat on the cold floor, her blond locks fanned out on the unremarkable surface, a stark contrast. Supple thigh separated, a whiff of the already wetting folds faintly scented the room, betraying how her flesh was ready.

 

[cgraven]

Never had she been given ‘pleasure’ here. It was always on the table, restrained. She rubbed at her wrists at the thought. She swallowed, a faint lurch at the pit of her stomach as she did lay down. There was no switch for the loved and hated jewels here. She lay herself flat on the cold floor, her blond locks fanned out on the unremarkable surface, a stark contrast. Supple thigh separated, a whiff of the already wetting folds faintly scented the room, betraying how her flesh was ready.



Landow watched the conflict of emotions flash in Donna’s sweet eyes. He saw the fear, but Landow saw something else he saw desire and lust in those sweet eyes. A lust that seemed to draw the girls fingers to her blouse. He watched as each article of clothing fluttered to the ground until the flaxen haired beauty stood before him in all her naked glory. Slowly Donna sank to her knees, reclined, and spread her lily white thighs. His nostrils caught the faint scent of Donna’s arousal.



Once more Landow was between Donna’s thighs, his tongue, parting her virginal folds, he did not have to coaxes her clit from its hooded hiding place. Each pass of his tongue cleaved deeper and deeper into her chaste virgin body. Landow feasted on Donna’s innocence, soon a finger joined his wicked tongue. He drover to that dark abyss that promised the pleasure that Donna now longed A flick of his tongue and the hapless beauty was plunged over the abyss. Her gorgeous young body bucked and thrashed with the intensity of her orgasm.



Time and again Landow drew soul shattering orgasms from Donna until she was nearly spent and lost in the after glow of her orgasms. It was then that as he ripped yet another orgasm from the hapless beauty that he pressed a finger to the dark star of Donna’s ass. He mixed the intense pleasure of her orgasm with his probing finger that had now invaded her virgin ass. Suddenly he turned Donna on her belly and that probing finger was replaced by his cock pressing against Donna’s dark star.



Landow trust hard and his cock entered the flaxen haired beauty’s virgin ass. He did not give her time to adjust to his entry. “Come to me girl!” Landow commanded. He demanded that Donna become a willing participant in her own annual rape.

 

[Shayol]

Donna shivered in both anticipation and faint fear as the creature got down between her legs, her hips jerked at the first contact, a sucked in gasp, as that tongue tasted her wet folds. Thought of another tongue came to mind. Someplace far, far away now. Not that she had any grasp of where she was, if she was still on earth even or not. She had but seen the light, then since dull unremarkable walls. Her questions had not been answered.

The tongue bored between her folds, teased and demanded her attention, her hips lifted against the assault, her heat throbbing for that release. A hunger that took her over, broke down her resolve every time, to stand against it. Even her dreams she dreamt of the painlike pleasure they gave her, waking up wet and ready.
The long finger slid up to penetrate at her most private, she moaned and met the sensation eagerly, as the wave built, she clamped her supple thighs around the head between her legs, soon her guttural moans of lust and pleasure sounded as the first orgasm took her.

As the continued orgasm rode her senseless, their combines juices seeped down from her aching heat down between her quivering cheeks, coating them and her star. Perhaps a small blessing for what was to happen next. As another orgasm consumed her senses, that wet finger run down between those cheeks and pressed against her virgin ass, prodding it and pushed past her barrier. It took Donna a moment to register the new invasion in her climax, her ass clenched up, that ring of muscle tight around his finger as he explored an unthinkable place.

Embarrassment flooded her mind, warring with the immense lust she felt, the sensation so odd, an intrusion she just wanted to try push back out. She felt like she needed to go, this was not … no finger should go there! It was... dirty. She tried pull away, but felt weak from the many orgasms, her legs like jelly. That finger wiggled more in, mixing her juices in. She yelped a startled cry as she was suddenly manhandled and turned around to her belly, the finger gone. She had but time to shudder as the pull out from her rear triggered another odd sensation. Then something far larger slid along her moist cheeks, splitting its way towards that faintly open star. It prodded and then thrusted its way into her body. She cried out in both pain and mortified horror as something warm, hard did violate her. She knew what was happening, she started sobbing, the burning sting of her muscle getting pulled to fit the girth.

“Come to me girl!”

The demanding voice made her shrink together, she shook her head, and pleaded.

“Please, it hurts…”

Donna never felt this humiliated, so degraded, his demand was impossible, it stung and throbbed, her scent heavy in the air. She dared not move, afraid to go either way, pain was sure to await no matter the choice she made, she was frozen.

 

[cgraven]

Landow was thrilled the way Donna’s gorgeous young body betrayed her. He savored each time she came with a soul shattering orgasm. When he had her whimpering and gasping with her sexual ecstasy he had thrust a finger into her virgin ass, as he continued to feast on Donna’s innocence. Landow turned the young flaxen haired beauty onto her stomach and soon his finger was replaced by his cock as he violated her virginal ass.



The young beauty gasped and pleaded, “Please, it hurts…” even as Landow commanded her, Come to me girl.” It was obvious to him that this young innocent had no idea what he wanted from her. His hands circled her trim little waist, he drew Donna up to her hands and knees. He thrust another two inches into her ravaged virgin ass. Landow loved the feel of Donna wrapped around his cock, one hand slipped from around her waist, and slipped between her virginal folds to roll her throbbing clit under the pad of his thumb.



Landow flooded Donna with a series of conflicting emotions. The ecstasy of her sexual ecstasy that he brought to the girl’s throbbing clit, and the pain of her annual rape. Slowly the two sensations became one. Landow continued his seduction of Donna where pain slowly became pleasure, and her sexual pleasure became sexual ecstasy. Landow drove her over that dark abyss time and again until her gorgeous young body shimmered in a fine sheen of sweat. He was determine that she would embarrass her ravishment.



Again, he commanded Donna, “Come to me girl.” He waited until her gorgeous young body betrayed her again and she pushed back on to his cock buried in her virgin ass.

 

[Shayol]

Donna was pulled up on her hands and knees, she shivered, the invasive mass still prodding her behinds in a most humiliating way. She moaned out mortified as another two inches was claimed, stingy pain accompanied it. Why was it doing this? She shuddered as a hand found it’s way to her still moist folds, again triggering the building wave.
She moaned and squirmed, her butt cheeks clenched involuntarily on and off as the climax neared, it still felt wrong, the shaft blocking her rear.

Then as her first wave rolled in, the orgasm shattering her, her eyes widened as her orgasmic contractions was felt about that hard presence, adding to the intensity then opposite, still the sting of her pulled muscle prodded. How could something so dirty feel this way? She had no time to truly consider it as the alien finger mercilessly drove Donna on wave after wave again. The half-drugged woman mind had no relief, slowly the member some way up her tight end felt wanted, something that made this pleasure more intense.

“Come to me girl.”

*The voice commanded again. Shame burned on her face as she had just given in to the mix of stinging bliss and she wanted more… Her body again been manipulated to trick her brain, she closed her eyes and trembled as she pushed back, feeling the spear barrel further as she did impale herself on its organ.

 

[cgraven]

When Donna’s first wave rolled in, the orgasm shattering her, her eyes widened as her orgasmic contractions was felt about Landow’s hard presence, adding to the intensity then opposite, still the sting of her pulled muscle as he ravished her chaste ass. Once more his command echoed in the chamber and in the girl’s mind.



“Come to me girl.”



This time Landow’s command came to the trapped young flaxen haired beauty it seem to shatter all her resistance. Donna’s shame burned on her face as she had just given in to the mix of stinging bliss and she wanted more… Her body again been manipulated to trick her brain, Donna’s eyes fluttered closed, and she trembled as she surrendered, pushed back, feeling his cock slide further into her dark creamy depths as she impale herself on his cock. Donna was caught in a cascading series of orgasms as Landow ravished her ass. The finger that tormented her clit slipped from her hot wet pussy, to cup Donna’s breast and clamped nipple.



For the next week Landow came to Donna in the still of the night and ravished her sweet ass. He took his time training the young beauty to please him with her body no matter what he demanded of her.

 

[Shayol]

As the alien drove Donna towards one orgasm after the other that night, she grew more accustomed to the feel of its cock like organ up her rear. By the end of that night, she was reduced to a shivering mess of exhaustion. Not only bodily but also mentally, the drug still lingered. Making the rape seem more a half dream then real, and taking pleasure in such would only happen in a dream would it not? She knew she was fooling herself, a dream… If only.

She dared not move, her rear sore and throbbing from Landow’s invasion. Her bundle of nerves equally raw from the repeated orgasms she had been taken through. She curled up on the cold floor in a corner, her back secured towards the wall, sleep did not come easy that night. Her body had betrayed her again, quiet tears rolled, shame, hopelessness. Would there be anything left of her when they were done? What more would they demand, what more would she give? Who was she now…? Would there be anything left of the Donna that once was?


The next nights offered no solace, at least not how she had hoped. Hope tends to cling to the faintest of straws. As it came back, she knew she was fighting a losing battle, just like with the table. Yet having to do actively something herself felt even more degrading then being strapped down, given absolutely no choice. Now she chose to give in, to satisfy this creature’s demands. She considered to resist, maybe death would be better? No… despite everything she wanted life.

What awaited Donna as she grew accustomed to his demands, she knew not, having no control of her days she could but take what happened as it did. A deep shame developed as by the end of this week she felt a faint throb, excitement, as the lights dimmed her eyes darted to the door. Would it come tonight?

 

[cgraven]

Landow had come to Donna in the still of the night and ravished her sweet ass for the last week. He took his time training the young beauty to please him with her body no matter what he demanded of her. He loved her screams of pain that faded and were replaced with little sighs, gasps, and moans of sinful pleasure. Landow loved the way her gorgeous young body tensed when he mauled her perky young breasts and rolled her hard little pink nipples under the pads of his thumbs, she never knew if he would clamp them or merely suckle those tender buds.



After each of Donna’s training sessions Landow brought her food and drink. Food that was beyond anything she knew. They were little cubes, the shimmered and wiggled, but not like jelly. They had no detectable smell, nor taste. The drink was thick and for the most part tasteless. They satisfied hunger and thirst yet had nothing of the flavor and sensual pleasure of the food of earth.



Landow continued Donna’s training and by the end of the week he loved the deep shame that developed and the crimson blush that kisses her cheeks. Yet there was something else the faint musky scent of the young golden beauty’s arousal. Could it be that Donna now felt a faint throb, excitement, her eyes darted to the door. It was time to see just how successful her training had been.



“Girl remove your clothing and get on to your hands and knees.” Landow waited for Donna to comply with his order. As he waited he slowly stripped leaving no doubt in the golden haired beauty young mind what was to come. He settled between the girl’s thighs, his hands on around her trim young waist. Come to me girl and impale your sweet ass on my cock…………..and take your pleasure.” One hand slipped from her waist to cup her breast, the other went to chaste virginal pussy to roll her clit under the pad of his finger. The next day and Donna would be on the auction block.

 

[Shayol]

A week had passed, she sat waiting for him to come. Her yearning body was growing restless, her thighs rubbed, and she considered to take her clothes off right away, just to be able to do something. She thought of the odd food she was given, wondered if they ate same? Perhaps they had no interest in things that tasted? Maybe they could not taste food like her?
That thought mulled about her mind, and her eyes popped wide a moment, maybe... She could not taste their food? A odd thought.

Her cheeks burned hot as she noted her bottom cloth was wet through the fabric. Would it notice. Would she be punished for having sullied the cloth. She was both hopelessly aroused and shameful. Her cheeks burned hotly as it finally came to her, she scrambled to her feet, almost eager, a twitch of a smile pulled at her face as anticipation soured.

“Girl remove your clothing and get on to your hands and knees.”

She was quick to follow with its orders this time, Landow would perhaps see her red smoldering shame and the tell tale musky scent that slowly wafted through the room as she removed her cloth and folded it to place to the side. She looked not at at him directly, her humiliation made it feel impossible to show her face and meet his knowing eyes. She positioned herself on the cold floor as instructed, her heat dripping visibly, long tangly tendrils of her juices slowly drawn to the floor.

“Come to me girl and impale your sweet ass on my cock…………..and take your pleasure.”

She had no idea this would be her last night with this creature, maybe she would be glad to not have to face this shame brought on by her captors. Maybe she would miss the visits, what was ahead was thankfully unknown just then.
She felt it’s hands about her waist, she trembled, wanting them to touch her differently, yet not having the gut to ask. She rubbed her pussy around its cock, making it all slick before she lowered herself some and pressed against the hardness, feeling his grit open her tight star slowly as she did go. She let out a low moan as the sensations rushed her mind. The very much alien invasion feeling enticing rather than unwanted now.

As if he knew what she craved, those hands found her breast and aching bundle of nerves. She shuddered and mewed out a moan, pushing back more, his grit in deep. She started pulling off him and pressed back, her breath quickening, his touch edging her on. She set a slow rhythm, feeling the pressure of pleasure build, loving that feel of the alien shape through her tight rear door.

“Ahhh… More.. please.”

Her mind reeled as she said out loud what she was thinking, the first time pleading for having what it had to give her. She felt like crying a split second, feeling robbed of another part of herself. The last she could hold back was given.

 

[cgraven]

Tobar had watched Donna’s training with great interest. Tobar was amazed and pleased the way Landow broke down the young golden beauty’s to resist. He loved how the girl slowly bent to Landow’s demand of her. Tobar savored the young beauty’s whales of pain the first time Landow took her virginal ass. As Tobar watched that night he smiled as Donna obeyed Landow’s command, the way she sensually removed her clothing, then dropped to her hands and knees, and offered her sweet little ass to Landow for his pleasure. There was no mistaking the physical signs of the young blonde’s arousal as she impaled herself on her captors rampant cock.



Tobar own lust took command of him. He set the space craft on auto-pilot and went to satisfy his growing lust. He entered Donna’s cell where Landow was pummeling the young blonde’s ass. Tobar smiled as he stripped, his long cock sprung from his body to bobby before Donna’s eyes. The spongy head of Tobar’s cock brushed her moist ripe lips. His fingers entwined in the girl’s silken blonde hair. He drew her on to his cock, it pressed to her ripe moist lips.



“Open your mouth girl and take me into your mouth.”



Donna was trapped between the two creatures Landow taking her ass and Tobar commanding her to take him into her virgin mouth. The young earth beauty body was sea-sawed between, her last vestige of untouched virginity was Donna’s chaste young pussy. When they had satisfied their lust Donna was commanded to bathe and cleans her supple young body, she was then given a clean white button down blouse, and a simple black skirt that hung to her knees, then commanded to rest.



The next day when Landow came to her he was accompanied by Tobar who attached a leather collar around Donna’s slender neck then clipped a lead to the collar. They lead the young golden beauty from their space craft out into the subbed light of this strange place. Donna was led into a large square space surrounded by strange buildings some where elongated triangled building, huge spheres, and block like buildings. In the center of the square was a low block, like a small stage, which her captors led her to and had her mount.



“Come one come all and see the young virgin we have for sale. She has been trained to obey her master’s or mistress’ command.” And so, Donna’s auction and sale began as the strange creatures of this place far from Donna’s own planet. Some that came to the young earth’s beauty’s auction were humanoid like her captures others looked like a combination of man and a wolf, while others were a cross breed between man and a squid.