In the Harem of the Hive-King (Closed)

[atenai]

The slave trader had come through his pens at midday, checking to make sure his wares were in the best possible condition, since he'd heard rumors circulating about another of the alien hive being out and about, which meant only one thing; the Hive-King was expanding his harem again. Last time they'd bargained for ten women at once, a mixture of species and experience, and from the rumors, gone through all ten in the same evening.

He pulled one young woman to her feet and glared at the mess she was, dirt caking her lower legs from where she'd been kneeling huddled in a corner. "Don't worry, pet," he teased her, pulling her closer to peck a kiss on her cheek even as she struggled. "If they like you, I hear you live in a world of bliss from then on." If they don't, he was thinking... you'd be better off dead than as some other slave. Fragile women didn't last long in his business.

A little moan of fear escaped the woman's lips and it made the trader stiffen in his pants. The ones that hadn't been broken... oh how he would've liked to break her himself! "Clean yourself up. You're disgusting," he ordered, forcing himself to look away rather than at the swells of her petite breasts, bare for the world to see. It attracted the sort of clientele that could pay for such beauties, but he did not need to dally with his own stock, there was better work to be done. He shoved the girl toward the sacks that served as towels and kept walking. One of the other women who had been in his stock for longer took the frightened young woman into her care, making sure that no thoughts of disobeying would force the trader to punish the frail female... she didn't look up to that kind of debauchery.

Human, alien, various hybrids that were quickly becoming their own interesting species... the trader had them all, in quantity, all the best of the best. The cream... he chuckled as he went to finish his midday meal and reopen for business. Oh aye, cream of the crop they were. Covered in cream. He laughed raucously as he ate the last few bites of his wrap sandwich, amused at the joke he'd made.

 

[amchentai]

A humanoid woman stood in heavy black armor, covered head to toe in over lapping plates of alien scales. Yet even in this thick armor it was very easy to tell the woman was beautiful under it. Tall with slender legs, wide hips and a bust that would make most females envious. The plates seemed to move as if part of her as she slowly stood before the door to the trader's shop. The helmet was black just like her armor and looked like some type of bug from the human home world. The large half orbs of the helmet's eyes glowed a dull red. She was one of many sent out to collect items for the hive today, others gather food and others building materials for expanding the hive again.

People passing by the front of the shop gave it a wide berth as the rumors of the Hive in the area were mostly based in fact. Drones as they were called all wore different colors of armor, yellow were workers and rare were seen outside of areas right around the hive itself, black were the warriors and scouts, each one more then ready to fight to the death. Each of them were connected with the hive itself some how, but not many people knew just how much that link provided to each drone.

He watched through the drones eyes as she waited for the shop to open, even as he heard another round of orgasmic screams from the slaves he had hanging among his tentacles right now. The hive needed to expand again, he needed many more slaves, and the drone near by at the shop was one of many he sent out today to buy many slaves.

 

[atenai]

The leering slave trader was happy to open his shop for the black-armored drone warrior, making small talk and bowing it into his slave pens. "I have some rare beauties you may find attractive," he opens, beckoning and leading the way to the stall of human women. They were lovely, sure, though there were lovelier women further on in the trader's stock... can't blame the man for trying. The "pens" look rather like stables, each woman's wrists shackled together on a long chain. Some were restrained further, the chain attached to the wall, though most were free to move around in the open stable blocks. The back walls were solid, and they would have to break past the trader and his customers to get out the other direction.

Most of the women wore the clothing they had been captured in, so styles varied from one end of the world to the other. A few were wearing simple linen shifts, their older clothing torn or ripped apart. It isn't hard to imagine that these women were probably ravished in the process, if their clothing was that badly ruined. Which leads to the assumption that none of these women are likely to be virgins, not the ones up front, anyway.

"What can I help you with? Special girls? Magrianna here dances divinely," the trader offered, pointing at one of the women in linen that stretched around her curvy bosom and hips.

 

[amchentai]

The link to the hive King was strong this close to the hive and so the drone simply looked at the stalls with the women in them. Most were not fit to even be meals for the hive drones, though each drone had their own will, they would always follow the King's orders over their own. Still the drone stopped a few times in front of a stall and although the armor and helmet prevented the trader from seeing the drone was rather hungry and some of the lesser women looked like a fine meal. But the King pushed the drone's hungry aside as she continued to look stopping at each stall to scan and check the women in them. Getting to the end of the block the drone looked at the dead end wall in the back where the stalls ended and turned to the trader.

She made clicking sounds, a shriek or two from as the bug like jaws on her mask moved as the drone spoke. The special translator in the city buildings on this planet allowed the trader to understand what she was saying, and if that didn't get her point across the fact that she grabbed the round man by the throat and raised him off the ground with one hand should.

"Did we not tell you last time... We do not want your used goods... Master wishes only the best... And is willing to pay for such things..." The drone tilted her head slight to the left, giving the effect that her helmeted head turned as the eyes on it lit up. She held the trader there a moment till he almost passed out from lack of air from her grip. Her master had stopped her from killing the man, seeing as he was in need of females soon for breeding, though the first set of stalls for the general public would make weak drones, drones were drones in the end. The drone had been here before, though it was hard to tell, the drones were all about the same height and build, and all wore the same black armor. The clicking sounds they spoke to each other in were their own speak, and to outsiders sounded all the same. The drone seemed to not care as the male trader gasped for breath as she seemed to look off into a random corner of the room before turning back to face him.

"This one knows you keep stock that is not shown to the public... Show US these women and you may live..." The sounds were alien but he got the point and so they moved to a special set of stalls where the women were of much higher standers. The drone looked over and stopped at a pair of women in a stall, one seemed to be protecting the younger of the two. The drone tilted her head again as the helmets scanners did their work. The drone stepped closer and the older of the two put herself between the drone and the new girl she had protected from the trader a short time before.

"These... " The drone said, the clicks and hisses now as her King seemed to like what he saw in them. Maybe the Drone would be reward with the older one as food or a play thing. She simply knew it was these two. Other drones would bring back more, from other worlds no less, and from under one of the black scales of her armor near her round armored ass she put her hand near it as a few large gold coins slipped from under the scales into her hand. She stood and offered the coins to the trader. It was the listed price on the stall, but the stall had only been for the older of the two, he had forgotten to put the younger one back, though he would have been foolish to anger the drone at this point and simply took the coin and took his loss on the younger girl. The drone knelt down to them and the jaws opened wide and sprayed a mist into the face of each girl, and each one fell into a deep sleep. The drone picked them up, one in each hand, and turned to leave. Each one seemed to weigh nothing to the drone as she left the shop. She would bring them back and put them in a holding room. A room that the king used to sort out what the drones bring back.

After the drone returned she walked up to the open doorway leading into the waiting room, out of the back of her armor wings grew out and she took both women down to the center of the padded room. The walls were not really walls, but 1000s of small tentacles that would over see the cleaning up of each of the women. As the drone set the two down next to the other 10 or so others women other drones had brought back she looked at both one last time before flying up to the doorway far out of reach of the women in the small warm padded floor. Dark green tentacles come from the walls from time to time to take a new girl to check her, to see where she would go in the hive. Soon though the women would wake, many would see other women, both awake and still knocked out pulled away by the tentacles. And also see new drones fly down with more women to add to the mix.

 

[atenai]

Marissa woke slowly, feeling more at ease than she had before. She was on a soft warm bed, she thought, and without the feeling of dirt pressed against her cheek she could pretend she had only dreamt the last terrible week. Clearly it had been a wild dream brought about by her argument with her father, who thought that her beloved Tobe was not worthy of her. He'd ranted about how he could have given her to any number of men who wanted her but would have been unkind if not brutal... and so she should thank him for allowing her to remain unmarried at twenty-two. This lecture had no doubt inspired the horrible nightmare where the rough pair of men had robbed her father of his valuables, his wife, his daughter, and eventually his life. But if it had been a dream, what was that pressed against her leg? Did it just move?

Marissa opened her eyes to find an unconscious naked woman lying at her feet, it was her hair that was strewn across Marissa's leg, and it had been her hair moving when the woman's body was dragged that woke... wait, what was... Marissa screamed, shooting upright to sit and stare in horrified amazement as she looked around herself. The woman was being dragged off by a green rope of some kind... was it a vine, maybe? Being used in place of rope? This idea was shredded when she saw another vine heading determinedly for her, all on its own. It brushed against her foot, and she pulled away, repulsed. Where was she?

There were maybe twelve other women in this strange green room, all unconscious and in various stages of undress. That alone scared Marissa. She pulled at her linen nightgown, the same stained dress she'd been wearing since she was pulled out of bed in the middle of the night, glad that it at least appeared intact.

Marissa tried to yank away when the vine approached again, but this time it rapidly wrapped around her ankle and began to pull with surprising strength. "Hey, what the... hey!" Her fingers reached down, trying desperately to uncurl the... vine? "What is this thing?" she shrieked as a second vine grabbed her other ankle, a third swiftly tying her wrists together and tugging them away from her feet so her fingernails could do no further damage. The first vine--for lack of a better term--was bleeding from several shallow grazes she'd inflicted, sickly blue-green gunk that oozed like tree sap. "Somebody! Somebody help me! Wake up, please wake up!" she begged the other women, all lying in a heap together like they'd been dumped there with no more ceremony than dirty laundry. "Help! Ple--agh!" she cried, abruptly stifled by the green tentacle that wrapped around her head, muffling her cries. She tried to bite it, but the taste of the goo that it bled was even more horrific, making her choke on bile both from it and herself.

Struggling became infinitely harder as her wrists were wrapped against her prone form, wrapping her in a few turns of tentacle like a spider wraps its prey. The concerted effort of all the vines in the room appeared to have stilled to focus on the misbehaving slave girl, all other tentacles stilled until she was dragged to the wall, where an opening made itself available long enough for the tentacles to drag her through it, and then it closed behind her.

It was dark for a moment, compared to the room before, but Marissa's eyes slowly recognized that there was some small bits of light farther away from her, like little freckles on the uneven walls. But what was more disconcerting was the hum... it wasn't a noise, exactly, it was more like a sense of energy surrounding her. So much that it pressed in on her, making her wish she could sink into the floor and disappear. She had caused harm to the tentacles, so the energy around her was not entirely friendly. It was fortunate that Marissa didn't know she was being led to immediate punishment or she likely would've started screaming all over again. The twenty-two-year-old in the dirty nightgown was still a virgin, after all, and her punishment might just shatter what remained of her sanity.

 

[amchentai]

As Marissa was held by a set of holding tentacles more women were brought in, naked or partly clothed yet. The tentacles slowly seemed to sort through them. Some disappearing into opening and closing holes and some simply being stripped of their clothe. AS she looked around she could see that the wall seemed not only alive with the vines but there were many more women trapped deep in the folds as she could make out a hand or leg or face from time to time as they moved.

There had been many women brought in today, they were being slowly stripped and cleaned. The tentacles screening the women, but never entering their lower holes. No, they would go down the hole on their head, to feed and keep them alive still they were moved to one of the one many other rooms for whatever the hive might need.

Many of them were for the hive itself, to be fucked till they can no longer fuck any more then used as food for the many drones already in the hive. Others would be tested for breeding, many would be breed, and only a select few who proved their more useful as a thing of pleasure then as a breeder or used as food for the colony.

Soon Marissa's clothe would be removed, but there were many more awake women being brought in from father away places, kicking and screen and trying to escape. One woman woke and ran towards Marissa before she was caught by the lightning quick vines and brought to her knees in front of Marissa. Marissa watched as a thick vine with lots of nubs and bumps all over it quickly came up behind the woman and drove into her pussy, causing the women to let out a scream of both total bliss and burning pain. The tentacle worked the women in front of Marissa and after what seemed like a life time the poor women's head snapped back and the large tentacle burst from her mother and stopped only inches from Marissa's face. The women was still very much alive but was quickly taken away through another part of the wall.

 

[atenai]

Marissa stared, gaping, as the tendrils captured the women one by one... it was disgusting, it was saddening to realize how many women were trapped here, but it was the brutal rape of a woman before her eyes that made her scream out her fear. The tentacles around her seemed to tighten for a moment, anticipating a reaction from her, but instead of fighting, Marissa went limp, nearly passing out for fear of angering whatever this... mass... was. The sickening taste in her mouth from where she'd bit the tentacle that gagged her was a stark reminder that she had already caused harm to it, and she trembled, awaiting her violent plundering by the souless vine.

It didn't come.

A younger girl was dragged by her, unconscious, and Marissa almost wanted to cry for her. The girl could barely be eighteen, and caught in such a vile place. Marissa didn't understand why some of the women were treated carefully and some, like herself, only undressed and checked over, but if she'd had the wherewithal to recognize that the older women were mostly being tossed around, she might have understood what danger she herself, a virgin, faced.

The older woman who had protected her from the horrid slave trader was dragged by, a tendril around her neck as she struggled. She made it into the lesser category, quickly disappearing from sight even as Marissa found her own restraints loosening. The vines that had held her probed gently in the openings of her nightgown, until with a mighty heave, they tore it from her body. Grabbing at shreds of cloth that disappeared as fast as they'd been ruined, Marissa wanted to cover herself but didn't have enough hands. She didn't even know what she was hiding from. With such an overprotective father, unlike some of the other virgins, Marissa's body had had the time to fill in properly, giving her an exquisite hourglass figure and perfect breasts that the vines caressed gently, making her blush. She didn't understand why the tentacles wanted to touch her like that, and worse, she didn't know if she wanted them to stop, but she knew she wasn't supposed to be revealing her body like this.

It's not like there's anyone here, she thought, trying to rationalize an excuse. Most of the women are already gone. Even as she thought the words, she realized it was true; she seemed alone amongst the writhing green that formed this little pocket of... whatever this was. The gorgeous brunette turned in a slow circle. She had been stripped of her clothing, but given her privacy. It was almost like preparation for something, but what?

 

[amchentai]

Marissa was stripped, and cleaned. A few tentacles coated her body is a sweet smelling clear liquid and the tentacles around her were slowly changed out for un damaged ones. Oddly she was brought through the same hole as the older woman who has protected her.

This new room the tentacles brought her into was darker, and a strong smell of sex filled the air. Marissa could hear soft cries and moans from farther in. It was hard for her to tell how quickly or how far she was being moved in the pitch black of this new room, but soon she looked up as she could see a orb of light being slowly lowed and slowly fill the room with light. What she saw would probably make her scream.

Not to far away she could see a black armored women or bug or alien or a combination of the three holding the women from the slave shop down. She was being held down in front of a very large man, at least she thought it was a man, he was sitting on some type of thrown or chair in front of the other slave and the black alien woman. As the light came down more she could make out more details and the movement behind the male in the chair caught her eye. At first she couldn't make out what it was but soon she would see that about 10 very lovely, shapely women were behind him, hanging among dark purple tentacles, each of their holes filled and each dripping with some type of goo that seemed almost clear and pink at the same time. She watched one thrash about, but not from pain or fear, or some ill fated attempt to escape. She arched her back and even Marissa that the women just had a massive orgasm, even if the juices spraying out from between her slender legs wasn't a clear enough sigh, or the fact that she moaned into the tentacle in her mouth.

"Do you know why you are here?" A deep voice that almost seemed like it came from inside her own head rang out and made her look to the large male in the chair. The light was closer now and she could see he was very much male, but he was not human. Dark purple skin matching that of the tentacles, dark purple hair that was slightly off the tone of the rest of his skin, and eyes like black holes.

 

[atenai]

Marissa really didn't know what to make of all this, her body tingling at the jelly-like liquid coating her otherwise naked body. It made her feel prickly, like she'd just been blasted with a cold wind and her entire skin was reveling in the warmth again. She didn't much like being dragged about, but she was relieved to find that it didn't last much longer. She was brought into a new room with a distinctive smell that she didn't recognize.

When light arrived, though, her eyes widened, mouth gaping. Her friend was being restrained near... her face flushed, even as she continued gaping. She knew men had penises, of course, but she'd never actually seen one. Her lover had pressed a lump against her while kissing her, once or twice, but that was the sum total of her experience.

The human decorations drew her attention as soon as she noticed the movement, afraid it was another bug-creature's arrival... but was she ever wrong. Poor Marissa could do nothing but stare at the naked women, unabashed by their nakedness in the face of what was being done to them. Do they even know I'm watching? crossed her mind as her eyes took in each of the dark purple tentacles, each oozing orifice of the women... and then one moaned against what Marissa had assumed was a gag. It shocked her to watch the woman trembling in midair, held and fucked, and apparently oblivious to everything but the pleasure being evoked in her body. That itself made Marissa tremble. She'd never imagined that such things could blind a woman to everything else, but it was hard to block out the thought now.

Busy staring at the pleasured expression on the woman's face, Marissa cried out and jumped when the man spoke. Or did he speak? Her forehead wrinkled with a bit of fear now that she could see him. Whatever was going on in this room pleased the women it chose, it seemed, but her friend was being restrained, unlike the "decorations". Marissa gulped, shaking her head. Those eyes... Finally she managed a quiet reply. "No. Please... please, don't hurt me, I won't run." Her eyes took in the armored bug-creature and its painful-looking hold on the other who had come in with her. Between the obvious threat and the memory of a woman being viciously raped and killed by tentacles... Marissa didn't try to move.

 

[amchentai]

The King watched Marissa closely. He watched as she saw his toys, he had all but forgotten about them at the moment. Although always there his mind was far different then that of a human. Though through breeding he had a very small bit of human in his head, it helped him speak with the lesser beings known as humans. But he did so enjoy toying with the minds of his toys, breaking their minds could be as fun as breaking their bodies. The other human was older, and although once in a while one of her kind would surprise him, they were little more then breeding stock or given to the workers to enjoy as pleasure or food or both. He spoke once again to Marissa's mind.

"There is no place to run..." He told her and it was true, the hole in the tentacle wall had closed when she was brought in. And the tentacles dropped Marissa to the ground. She found that the floor was made up thick tentacles as well, these ones much thicker and harder then the ones she had seen before now.

"I do not need both of you... You will chose the fate of this one..." He didn't move his mouth as he spoke, and he simply raised a finger and pointed at the other women Marissa has been brought with. The black drone turned the women to face Marissa but still kept her held tight in place, painfully the women looked up at Marissa.

"One will be breed... And will die giving birth to a new drone... The other will be pleasure... Should the one not provide enough pleasure... They will be given to the hive to feed... Should you chose neither... Both will be given to the hive as feed...."He spoke to her mind, and not in a way that she felt threatened, but as fact. Watching his toys mind work as they thought was enjoyable for him and this reflected as his tentacles forced the women behind him into a sexual frenzy. The idle tentacles replaced by larger ones, Some women suffer more then other as two and somethings three of these bigger tentacles forced their way into their holes, pushing their bodies to their limit. Some would break, due to age or over use. And although the King's feelings were different and sadness wasn't the right feeling for the loss of one of his toys, disappointment that a toy had been lost was the closest he would come to feeling sad. As he felt he was a higher being, and humans were little more then food or pleasure toys for him and his Hive.

 

[atenai]

Getting dropped in a heap surprised Marissa, and it made her move jerkily as she rose from the uneven floor and gulped. "You... want me to choose?" she whispered, fairly certain now that he wasn't speaking aloud, so presumably her words would be understood regardless. He was already in her head.

Marissa licked her lips. "I don't want to die, but I don't know if I can give enough pleasure either. I've never had sex. I'm a virgin," she admitted quietly. It was an intimately personal topic, but it sounded like she could save the other woman's life... maybe. She slowly stepped closer, putting her hands on her curvy hips so none of her body was hidden from the male. "I don't know how to please a man," she continued shakily, her eyes rising briefly from the strange purple man to the frenzied women behind him. They didn't seem to be very active in giving him pleasure, but she assumed that was the role he meant. But here came the important question. "If you use me as a mother, will she live?"

The older woman gaped at the younger one as Marissa spoke. The options were fuck and die or fuck for a lifetime, and it sounded like Marissa was choosing the quicker death. "Child..." she whispered, before her throat was closed off by the armored drone. Even silent, the older woman's eyes told the younger that it wasn't necessary to do this. But Marissa's eyes remained fixed on the man, waiting for an answer, not an excuse to sacrifice the other woman.

 

[amchentai]

He said nothing but tentacles slowly moved from the mass behind him and wrapped around Marissa's wrists. This time however he was gentle, picking her up by the wrists carefully as she had chosen to be breeding stock and so the tentacles softly picks her up and brings her over to his large frame. As she is drawn closer she can see more details from the soft orb of light behind her. He was a large for a human, over 9 feet tall. His skin is dark purple was covered in a thin layer of clear goo that made his skin shin slightly in the light. If he had been human he would have been attractive. His cock lay limp for her to see, as thick as her wrists and a about 9 inches long. She watched in as he became hard in front of her though. doubling in width and at least doubling in length.

" You will serve the hive as a mother..." The tentacles turned her around so she was facing the other women and the drone. His hands came up to grasp her thighs and spread them. She was moved over his tip and any protests she had or mind changes were worthless as he tightened his grip on her thighs and pushed her down slowly over his tip. The drone and other slave watched as his cock slowly slide into the young women's body, bulging her body as it went. Both slave and drone could clearly see where the cock was Marissa's slender body as he slowly moved her down his cock. A powerful wave of pleasure echoing through the room as he enjoyed his first breeder of today. The women behind him moaning and gasping in pleasure as the tentacles picked up their pace as they responded to the pleasure from Marissa as she became the first mother of the day.

 

[atenai]

Marissa took the movement as her answer, so she didn't struggle when he picked her up. Her eyes widened when she saw how large his cock was, and her mouth fell open as she watched it grow. "There's no way you can fit that in me," she breathed. She wasn't sure what her fate would be now, for the simple size of him made her doubt she would live through the sex, let alone the pregnancy. She'd always wanted to be a mother, but she had thought her lover was about the right size... his lump was about a handspan, she thought. This alien was much much bigger. "Please... at least be gentle?" she begged as the tentacles twisted her around so she no longer had to look into the black orbs of his eyes. Did he do that because I was freaked out by his eyes? she wondered briefly.

Turned around so she could only see the bug-creature and the other woman, Marissa turned her head back and forth in an attempt to keep his cock in view. When she was positioned she realized a fraction of a second beforehand, and so she looked down just in time for his purple fingers to spread her palest of pale cream legs. "Oh!" she gasped when he pulled her against his cock, it made a shiver of delight run through the deepest parts of her that she'd never known existed. Then he continued pulling and her face screwed up with the pain.

Her muscles were tight, and not made for an invasion the size of his cock. She had to grit her teeth as muscles tore to accommodate him, and her hymen was no different, barely pressed against before it was ripped through, and finally Marissa couldn't stop herself from screaming. A deep gut-wrenching scream burst from the young woman as his cock pushed well into her womb in a single thrust, refusing to remain within the normal rules for one of her kind.

It was only then that she truly realized how unlike her kind he was. When he started moving her up again, every part of her body shrieked in protest, a ragged scream bursting from her throat to accompany the rest of her body. The only thought that she could put together was, At least, with him in my head, he can hear all of the pain. She didn't know why it mattered, or why she cared, and quite quickly she realized it and she didn't... matter or care. This alien began fucking her with little regard for her pleasure, and she couldn't bring herself to care, she just hoped it would be over soon.

The older woman, whose name was Pelagia, watched in horror as the nubile body of the girl who had admitted to being a virgin was speared open, probably broken in horrible ways. 'Gia slumped against the hold of the creature that held her, letting the armored bug hold her weight, she no longer had the strength. This girl had braved this for her? It wasn't like she would be able to hold up against such an act either.

 

[amchentai]

As the King took the girl he seemed to smile. The feeling of the virgin around his large cock pleased him. And although he could read her thoughts he did not care. That pain seemed to trigger something and a telepathic pulse of pleasure hit the room. Although not enough to counter the pain of the birth mother on his cock the other humans in his tentacles behind him and the slave being held down could feel it.

"Maybe... Maybe Master will let me eat the other..." The drone thought, but because of the telepathic power of the King was pulsing around the room Pelagia could hear the drones thoughts. And if she looked back in fear she would see something that would scar her mind for the rest of her, be it shout, life. The helmet of the drone seemed to crack all over and it's thick parts seemed to be moving over one another till it seemed to all compact into a small block at the back of the collar of what would be her black armored suit. Under it was a what the drones really looked like. She was a beautiful brunette haired woman but like her king, she had black eyes, but normal colored skin. The fact that she was human and not some bug monster like the helmet made her out to be was the scary part of it all.

The king continued to pound the young virgin women, enjoying the feel, the smell, the sound of it. This reflected more in the moans and screams from the women behind him then his face. The tentacles behind him pulses and wiggled around the helpless women, pumping them deeper and harder then the virgin on his cock. The clear goo the tentacles were covered in leaving trails across their smooth skin, as their breasts bounced with each thrust as they hung amount the purple tentacles.

 

[atenai]

Marissa was quickly tuning out, overcome with the pain that even the pleasure of the vigorous fucking combined with the telepathic pulse from the King could not drown out. The no-longer-virgin wasn't even going to waste energy regretting her honesty that put her in this place, nothing was worth the effort right now. What scraps of pride she had left were all busy trying to keep her from screaming too much.

'Gia made the mistake of turning to see the woman that she'd presumed to be a bug-creature, but rather than screaming at the sight, she stared. She's gorgeous, she couldn't help but think to herself, though with the abundance of psychic energy in the room the thought may not have been so private. She was finding everything attractive right now, from the gorgeous brunette behind her to the tentacles pleasuring the covey of other attractive women hanging behind the King's throne. She didn't understand that it was the King telepathically stimulating all of their pleasure... she just knew the brunette appealed to her.

And so did the King, strangely enough. The tiny rational part of her mind was shocked that she could find the alien so brutally ravaging a young woman at all appealing, but something about him attracted her.

Distracted by the orgasmic thrashing of one of his pleasure slaves, Pelagia stared at the way the woman's generously apportioned body was caressed with the strange tentacles that had (for 'Gia anyway) only restrained her. And then she jumped, finding her own hand lingering on her breast. For a moment she'd thought something else was touching her, and her rational mind wasn't quite sure she was ready for that. Her body, however, was already very much aroused from the liquid that had teased at her sensory system since it was coated on her, so much so that there was wetness beginning to drip to the tentacle-floor from her very wet pussy.

A new scream from Marissa drew 'Gia's attention back to the King as, to her surprise, Marissa started cumming on the King's massive erection.

 

[amchentai]

The king roared and his cock pulses inside the slender once virgin pussy. He grabbed her shoulders and pushed Marissa down as far as she would go on his thick cock. It grew slightly as her small body was held in place while the seed spilled forth from the alien king's mighty cock. All the while the tentacles in the background shoot thick loads of cum that also kept his slaves alive into their bodies.

Gia eyes were pulled to one of the slaves, a curvy woman jerked and the room felt pain, the humans felt it anyway. The King still pulsed and filled Marissa but his tentacles brought the woman over, her short black hair covered her eyes and her curvy body dropped in front of Gia and the drone.

"Feast..."

The word seemed to hang in the air as the tentacles that once held the woman moved back behind the thrown and disappeared among the mass of tentacles in the darkness.

The woman in front of Gia was very much alive, but something had broken inside and she could see a small bit of blood at the corner of the girls mouth and red mixed with the thick goop that oozed out between her legs.

The Drone left Gia's side and moved to the slime covered woman. She rolled her on her back till the woman was laying in front of Gia looking up at her in a daze. The drone's helmet recovered her head, and the bug like jaws opened side to side like a bug. The drone knelt down between the woman's legs and spread her thighs, the jaws opened and a long tube or tentacle moved out from the center, near where the drone had sprayed mist on Marissa and Gia hours before. The tube was quickly sunk into the woman's pussy who let out a painfully sexual moan as she came as the tube/tentacle made it's way deeper and deeper, the jaws getting close and close to the woman's soft pussy lips. Gia had to look away but because of the psychic energies in the room she knew the woman was being eaten alive, inside and out, yet that was not what Gia was feeling in her mind, pain yes, but a dark pleasure as the drone enjoyed a meal. Gia could feel everything the slave felt, as her pussy was torn apart by the drone, yet even with the pain, that burst of pleasure from each bite made Gia's pussy pulse with the psychic pleasure filling the room.

 

[atenai]

Marissa, cumming on a cock far too large for her previously virgin pussy, passed out quickly from the overwhelming sensations flooding her abused body. Perhaps it was for the best that she not remain conscious any longer.

Pelagia found herself gaping at the coupling pair until a body was dropped in front of her, breaking her gaze. She looked down, not understanding the command from the Hive-King at first. She knew some women pleasured other women with their mouths, she'd seen it among the slaver's stock when he wasn't watching, but she'd never been involved in it before. The alternative more literal meaning of the order didn't even occur to her until the drone beside her dove in. She managed not to scream, but looked away immediately, trying to come up with things to distract herself from what was happening in front of her. With the way everything seemed to flood into her head, whether she liked it or not, she followed every instant of the woman's dazed pain and the drone's dark pleasure.

Trying so hard to not pay attention to what was going on, she didn't realize her fingers had moved until she was playing with her own clit, accompanying the drone with pleasure of her own. Once she realized, of course, she flinched and removed her hand, but it was too late for the action to go unnoticed. She found herself panting lightly, body nearly humming with all the stimulation both mental and physical.

When Marissa was finally lifted off the King's massive cock, 'Gia looked up and paled. Regardless of the pleasure running through her body, she was still rational enough to be afraid of what was about to happen to her. Marissa had been bloody between her legs by the time he was done. While 'Gia was not destined for the same fate, being for 'pleasure' instead of 'breeding', even the slaves being caressed by tentacles were not immune from grisly fates... that was only too obvious now.

 

[amchentai]

The drone had it's meal quickly, a quick and surprisingly dark sexual pleasing death. The drone's helmet once again was removed and Gia could see the drone mouth was covered in the cum from the woman she had just had. She licked her lips and looked at Gia. She looked back at her master and said something, but Gia wouldn't understand. He simply nodded.

Tentacles picked up Marissa and like she had come in she was carefully carried out, this time out another path to be put in a special area for hive mothers. Drones would tend to them and make their last moments as pleasurable as possible. Marissa may or may not be awake when the birth happens, but the drones will make sure the new offspring is well regardless of the mother.

The tentacles holding Gia slowly lay her on her back as the beautiful drone stepped towards her. She kicked at Gia's ankles and the tentacles spread Gia's legs if she wanted to or not. The drone made she Gia was looking when the rest of her body armor slowly reviled her shapely body. the small plates moving over one another seeming to shrink as the slowly moved to cover the drone's back in black scale like plates. The rest of her body was human, soft, pale skin. The drone smiled at Gia and pointed to her own soft mother, her soft full lips dripping with the cum from her last meal. She held her left hand their a moment pointing with her index finger before she moved down and pointed to one of her large breasts, the DD orb firm and soft. Again the drone held her finger pointing at herself a moment before she pointed to the silk like smooth shaved pussy, the perfect camel toe pussy. She held her finger there a moment then waited. The tentacle around Gia's left arm let it go for a moment to let Gia pick what she wanted.

 

[atenai]

'Gia shuddered when the drone licked her lips while looking in her direction. She wished she understood the communication between the drone and the King, but at the same time was afraid of what the question had been; the king had agreed. Pelagia's eyes followed Marissa's exit, feeling sorrow for the young woman who'd sacrificed herself, who--Gia assumed anyway--she'd never see again.

She tried not to resist the tentacles that moved her about, since her muscles just cramped or ached, but it was hard to relax and let herself be manipulated like that, it was a new sensation and not an entirely pleasant one. At least she was able to distract herself by staring as more of the drone's amazing body was revealed. The pointing was confusing, her first assumption was to quake with fear that the King had permitted the drone to eat her alive, much as the former pleasure slave had been.

But the rational part of her quickly rejected the idea, once it had made her shiver a few times. The King had said he wanted either Marissa or Gia, and Gia was the only one left, so she wasn't going to die as soon as all that. First she frowned, trying to process slowly enough to not jump to conclusions. She pointed to her own lips, asking a question with her eyes. Did the drone want Gia to... do those things to the now-naked drone that she'd seen other women do together? She didn't know how.

Once the drone rejected that idea, however, Gia blushed... and used one hand to point at each her breast AND her pussy. Her eyes slid away from the drone's to glance at the Hive-King, though she didn't know how to read his opinions in those inky black wells that served him for eyes.

 

[amchentai]

The king seemed to smile for a moment before another breeding woman was brought in. And much like Marissa, she was a young virgin woman with a slender body, short hair and small breasts. But while he continued to breed the drone, part of his special guard moved in on Gia.

The drone smiled and moved to stand over Gia, legs standing on each side of Gia's belly. The tentacle that had been around her arm returned to hold Gia in place. For good reason too, as the drone stood there a pick-ish clear liquid drop fell from her smooth pussy to land on Gia's body, the liquid was a powerful aphrodisiac that would probably make Gia curl up if she hadn't been held down by the tentacles. The drone smiled seeing the reaction from Gia and in a almost inhuman motion knelt down till her smooth pussy was inches from touching Gia's own smooth skin. The drone shifted slowly moving her now dripping pussy lips up Gia's body, leaving drops of the clear pink goo as she went. She shifted once more till her pussy was right over top Gia's right breast, a drop of the pink-ish goo landing right on her nipple. The drone moved her right leg over Gia's left shoulder. She lowered herself down till Gia's nipple parted her smooth pussy lips as the drone slide down, taking Gia's left breast into her soft insides.

The king watched the drone, not as much through his eyes as those were locked on the slender woman screaming in pleasure and pain around his cock. But he watched non the less. The drone in front of him part of a special group of drones, there were only a handful in the whole hive, that had more personality then the rest. These drones helped the hive obtain stuff through a less aggressive way. Many slaver ships were being attacked right now, where the many drones in light great armor killed anything not useful to the hive, and taking everything of use. Drones like that were expendable and like the ants of the human world, lived and died for the colony. But the special drones, retained much more of their mothers bent and shaped to the king's will, but still able to act more independently for reasons that need it, or if they were some how cut off from the King's mind.

The drone let out a lust filled moan as Gia's breast slide into her tight pussy. Throwing her head back as she felt Gia's orb slowly fill her slender body. Though she might look human her insides were not. And Gia soon would feel a tentacle wrap around her breast inside. And soon she'd feel a sharp pain as her nipple would be pieced by a tentacle to slowly fuck the small nub of flesh while the other tentacle softly kneaded the orb while it was inside the drone's love tunnel.