If you are anything like me then you know that although your tastes mature in subsequent years, those initial fantasies always have some juice in them. They are worth the occasional visit when you find time on your hands. To fully appreciate this story you will have to sit back, relax, and let your imagination run free!
Chastity was sitting in one of the spectator balconies that made up the fighting arena. She sat cross-legged, curling forward and hugging her chest while nervously biting her lower lip. Around her were hundreds of similar oval-shaped balconies, arranged in a futuristic amphitheater around a central platform some 50' in diameter. Almost all the other balconies were also occupied with "students" similar to her: young, beautiful women training to survive outside the relative safety of The Dome.
Her attention, however, was not on the other students who were laughing or joking with each other during the few minutes before to the day's first fight. Instead her eyes were riveted on center stage, on the far end where the controllers sat in their ominous booths behind an enormous arch made of some heavy black stone. The controllers were higher-ranking female officers who had earned their positions through luck, politics, viciousness or distinction in battle. Apart from prestige and power, being a controller carried one enviable benefit - they were not required to go outside the relative safety of the Dome and into the incredibly inhospitable world outside - inhospitable to women that is. Oh, there was one additional benefit, one particularly suited to a controller's dark nature: they were in charge of the replica….
The babble of voices died down and finally stopped as the head controller slowly raised her open hand. Behind her, two lieutenants had already entered a state of deep concentration - humming a hauntingly rhythmic chant that drew out and channeled power from the various strange looking apparatus within their reach. The leader, the one that would command the replica, silently mouthed out a sentence. The thought grew, amplified by the very design of the amphitheater until it rushed forth as an eerie and commanding voice "Purity, #226, step forward."
There was a pause.
"#226, Step forward! Defend the honor of the Dome."
From the other end of the arena a gorgeous figure of a woman hesitantly stepped forward. She wore a shimmering blue translucent cloak that hung gently off her shoulders and fluttered lightly. Under the cloak she wore a tight fitting body suit, leather brown and cut like a bathing suit, but made of a thicker more resilient material. Her large breasts were pushed up and together by metallic breast cups stitched seamlessly into the fabric. In her right hand she carried a long wooden staff, painted yellow with a heavy gold eagle perched on top. The emblem of an eagle with great golden winds and hooked beak was again traced in a gold pattern across her abdomen and again engraved into the tiara she wore on her head. Although she was barefoot, the arena floor was completely padded with a shinny white mat that seemed almost antiseptic - so much so that it squeaked when she moved.
The outfit was standard issue dress for the Arena. The truth was she couldn't really hope for more - although she was there to fight, the type of aggression that she could expect was generally not going to be physically destructive - it would be meant to subdue.
Purity straightened to her full stature and unclipped her broach, letting the shimmering fabric slip off her shoulders - the whole delicate lacework seemed to evaporate even before touching the floor. She walked towards the middle of the ring, stopping just shy of center with her legs slightly apart and muscles taut. She swung her staff in a graceful arc and planted it firmly in front of her. As ritual dictated, she gave a stiff, ritualistic curtsy to the controller; bowing her head while slightly bending one knee. She did her best to seem fearless but she could feel her heart thumping inside her chest while she waited for it to begin. Her eyes darted back and forth scanning her surroundings - but she was stuck in the Arena and there would be no way out.
Even from 30' away it was clear to Chastity that the girl in the Arena was nervous - Nobody ever wins, it matters only how long you can resist and how well you fight. The girl in the Arena knew that, Chastity knew it, everyone knew it - and the worst part? It would be Chastity's turn next.
The chanting of the lieutenants grew in volume and the controller bent her head in concentration, her long fingers unfurling slowly to reveal sharp painted nails. She slowly raised her hands before her in supplication. For a moment she seemed the very image of power and majesty, but also cruel and cold.
At first there was no reaction, no change of any sort - only a palpable rise in tension; it was as if the very air had grown thicker and hummed with energy. Then, when it seemed impossible to even draw breath, the tension reached its crescendo - a brilliant flash of light in the archway- and something began to take shape. A creature began to take form: a replica of the many inhabitants that prowl outside the Dome. There was a rush of speculation from the balconies as the girls tried to guess what shape the controller had summoned.
Then it was done - a perfect replica of a Seti- class C. It stood about seven feet tall, thick with muscle. It was humanoid, but half animal, with massive sinewy legs ending in taloned feet. It had the upper body of a huge man - broad chested, veins lacing its rippling abs, but instead of two arms it had three - the extra one sharing its right shoulder. It had a normal head, but its face was a mask of cruelty: sharp dog ears, flattened face with pronounced canine teeth almost an inch long, fat lips that couldn’t quite close over its maw and a round, reddish nose with large, wet nostrils.
The controller mashed her teeth together in a wicked smile - her eyes had an insane gleam in them and she hissed and gulped at her breath through her teeth. She screamed - a high pitched screech, and in perfect response the Seti tipped its head back and howled. Then the fight began.
Slowly, proudly, the huge adversary stepped out from the archway and began to close on the woman. Purity closed her eyes and began to invoke. She could hear the thing approach, but she knew the controller, knew she was a proud woman, knew that she would goad and gloat for a moment before the battle began in earnest - after which there would be no more time to focus.
The Seti began to run - gaining speed, cutting the distance in huge strides. The run turned into a four-legged charge using both arms and both legs like an animal, like a wolf. Purity hurriedly completed the remaining syllables to her chant and immediately felt power rush through her - snapping her eyes open she saw the thing inches before her, in mid-leap.
With inhuman speed she flipped backward and to the side. The Seti flew by her in a blur. The invocation she had called was a blessing of speed - power coursed through her muscles helping them contract and giving her strength.
Letting out a scream of her own, she swung her staff in a wide arc, bringing it down towards the Seti's hunched back. Her blow went wild, bouncing ineffectually off the mat. The Seti circled her, staying just out of her reach. Purity attempted several lunges at the creature but even her augmented speed seemed too slow. To the audience the fight was a blur - all sixty seconds of it.
Then the Seti took the attack, coming in swiftly under one of Purity's wild swings and lifting her effortlessly off the mat by her ankle and throat. Flinging her ten feet across the mat, it watched impassively as she tumbled head over feet, stopping into mess of arms and legs.
From the audience Chastity half rose from her chair. "Get up! Get up!" She whispered to herself.
Purity scrambled the best she could, springing up to her hands and knees and snatching for her staff. She was facing the wrong direction - this was going very badly, she knew. Suddenly she saw a jagged flash of blue energy pass like lightning through her right shoulder. Then she felt her body seize, jolted backwards and spun around. For a second she saw nothing but white.
The audience watched as the Seti slowly approached the frantic woman. Searing bolts of whitish blue arching from its fingers and passing straight through the girl. Two, three times the girl was thrown, and franticly clawed at the mat to get up. The Seti reached her as she was trying to stand. Leaning over her from behind it pushed her head down into the mat with one of its right arms - grabbing a tangle of her brown hair and pressing her cheek into the soft white mat.
To Purity the grip felt like iron. She tried to kick back and struggle, but already she could feel its hands clawing at her uniform, stretching and tearing a huge hole from her mid back down between her legs - she knew she was exposed.
The creatures left hand curled around her breast cup and yanked downwards tearing it easily and exposing her left breast. She watched the hand slide back up her body and cup her breast into its palm, the talons pressing lightly into her flesh. A glow - throbbing, insistent, warm - began to emanate from the palm. Suddenly she felt light-headed; time seemed to slow. Her breast felt on fire, tingling with a pleasure/pain she has never imagined. She felt the creature push her legs apart with his knees. She felt its weight on her back - inhumanly hard and heavy. She felt the hand on her head pressing down on her, and suddenly she became aware that that hand too must be radiating the same kind of energy that was enveloping her breast.
She began to feel that she was watching herself from above. She could see herself slowly stop kicking, slowly begin to acquiesce to the hands roaming her body. She could see the small puddle of drool escaping her lips and wetting her face, her breath coming in labored gasps
The creature was endowed very much in proportion to its stature. Its dick must have been at least ten inches long and thick. From the audience, Chastity watched as the creature reached down and grasped its huge member and guided it into place between the woman's legs. The creature leaned forward slowly and deliberately - parting the woman and filling her completely. She could see the girl's eyes round in shock.
The Seti had hardly gone half way and the woman already seemed totally overwhelmed. It paused, looking up at the controller and baring its teeth in a wicked grin. Below it, Purity was tensing - panting, trying to squeeze out the massive thing that was impaling her. The controller, her black hair a mess in front of her face, her eyes still aglow, grinned back. She mouthed out the words, "Fuck her."
The creature took his hand from her hair and slid it down her side and under her arm to cup her other breast. Then in one continuous thrust it pushed itself all the way inside the woman, feeling her resistance evaporate and her insides open utterly.
For all of its size and power the thing moved slowly and rhythmically. The entire audience watched as it buried itself deep inside the desperate woman, pressing its hips into her soft ass and holding itself there while it made small circular movement.
Purity's body compressed, pinned between the mat and the creature. She felt dizzy, her eyes clouded over until she oblivious to anything but the most incredible pressure exploding every second inside her. She felt the little tugs as the creature pulled out of her slightly and drove back in, slowly at first, but increasingly faster and more forcefully. She felt her lips start to spasm, and her entire body began to tighten, until she could feel her toes curl and see her fingernails scratching at the mat in time to its thrusts.
Suddenly she became aware that she was moaning.
Still cupping both her breasts with two of its hands, it grabbed her hair with its third and yanked her head up to let the controller see her face. For a second the two locked eyes, Purity's eyes were wet with desperation, her jaw slack. The controller only squealed in glee. Then the creature behind her shifted its rhythm, driving deep and up, sending her legs flailing and grinding its body against her pussy and clitoris.
Purity mouth "O"ed into a perfect scream of ecstatic release - every muscle in her body creaked into a tight knot, her breathing stopped, her will to resist evaporated. She arched her back and drove backward to get every possible inch. A second more and the feeling would wash over her completely. She would abandon herself. She would explode into the greatest orgasm of her entire life…..
But then there was nothing.
She felt the replica of the Seti snap out of existence. The claws supporting her disappeared, the fullness lodged deep inside her womb gone - only a sudden, hollow emptiness remained. The hazy blur of blue that had seemed to envelop her entire suddenly cleared away and was replaced with the antiseptic white of the mat.
"NOoooo!" She heard herself scream out as she fell into a puddle her own juices.
She could see herself again from above- lying face down in the middle of the amphitheater, sobbing. Her costume ripped to shreds, ass in the air, the dark triangle of her pubic hair matted with her juices, her opening stretched lewdly wide, the pink pucker of her asshole plain for everyone to see. She felt stabbing shame, but her will and her strength was gone; she could only clutch at the mat and wait.
The Controller stepped out of her balcony and approached the girl. Purity could see the controller's hard black boots by her face as she towered over her. She made a meek attempt to reach for them, perhaps to beg for compassion or mercy, but instead she felt the rude poking of the controller's staff into her side.
"Get Up! You miserable excuse for a woman!"
The controller poked and pushed Purity onto her back, exposing her breasts.
"You call yourself a warrior? What, three minutes? Three minutes and a class C Seti had you thrusting and humping for more? Broken like a twig! You," she paused, annunciating the words slowly and clearly, "will be taught a lesson!"
With that the Controller spun around and marched off. Two heavyset women immediately rushed in and dragged Purity off the mat, each grabbing an arm. Chastity watched the sobbing, broken girl's departure - cringing slightly at the squeak made from the girl's body sliding across the mat.
The Controller didn't even bother to look around, she just barked out the order over her shoulder, "Next!"
Chastity slowly rose to her feet and made her way down towards the Arena.
"What the FUCK am I going to do?!" Chastity mumbled to herself. Her mind was racing, thinking of tactics that she could use to defeat her adversary, but the summoning was different each time and so, without even knowing who or what she would face, making plans seemed futile. She felt an immense desire to throw up her hands and give up.
"I'll just >fucking< lay down on the >fucking< mat and let whatever >fucking< THING she conjures FUCK me - and then I'll just >fucking< take the consequences!" She thought to herself as she picked up Purity's discarded staff and broach. She pressed a small button on the front and instantly a blue cloak sprung out and cascaded over her shoulders. In the Arena, ritual was everything.
">Fucking< cloak. >Fucking< Curtsy. >Fucking< battle." She ranted on and on to herself. Suddenly she gulped in shock as she realized that she had become wet from the thought of what awaited her. She shivered, tiny goose bumps racing all over her body, raising tiny hairs on their end.
"Oh Fuck!" She thought. She knew that the summoning had something to do with the state of mind of the contestant. The amphitheater picked up on emotions - fear, lust, anger - and transformed them into a suitable nemesis. Once, a particularly calm girl had faced up against a puny, rat-sized creature; even so the girl lost, screaming uncontrollably as the thing burrowed into her.
The controller began to raise her hands for the summoning, but stopped suddenly, scrutinizing the girl standing in the Arena.
The audience perked up, curious at the unusual breach of routine. For a few moments the controller simply eyed Chastity, appraising her, searching for weakness.
"Oh FUCK!" thought Chastity, "What?!! What….?"
"Identify yourself….warrior" an eerie voice called out. Somehow the way she pronounced the word 'warrior' seemed ironic and almost insulting.
"Chastity, number #313." replied the ever more nervous warrior-in-training.
The controller paced within her glass-enclosed balcony. A wicked smile springing to her face, "Chastity, are you afraid?"
"The woman is taunting me!" she thought. She tried to control her anger, gritting her teeth and breathing hard through her flaring nostrils. "No. I want to fight." She replied. Silently tacking the word "bitch" at the end.
"Oh, you'll fight alright…" The woman's voice rose like a ringing bell. "Fight and loose, and moan like a slut as you get fucked! Yes, fucked! And you will BREAK just like the girl before you. You liked that didn't you?" She paused, demanding an answer.
Chastity pursed her lips, refusing to answer. All she could do was hope that her anger and humiliation in front of her peers would eventually die down. Worse, she knew that the controller's words were having their intended effect - her skin was flushing red, and the wet spot between her legs grew.
"That big, evil thing raping you… Forcing itself onto you…Into you…" The woman continued to taunt her, obviously enjoying the thought herself. "I bet you just can't wait to loose. I bet you just want to lay down and let that thing mount you without even a moment's resistance."
That hurt. Chastity squeezed her nails into her palms, turning her knuckles white. For lack of anything better to do she repeated the ritualistic curtsy, hoping to get it all over with. Looking across the Arena, behind the controller, she could see the two lieutenants chanting incessantly - they seemed overworked. That could only mean… suddenly her heart leaped in fear as she knew that whatever was going to step through the gate was going to be big - huge - and fattened on the very fear and lust she felt gnawing at her now.
The controller threw her head back in laughter, pointing her teeth at poor Chastity. She raised her hands into the air, focusing the abundant energy, calling forth and giving it shape. The girls in the audience gripped at their seats, straining to see inside the pulsating zone of light that erupted inside of the arch. The light grew brighter, shifting and flaring so brightly that many women covered their eyes. There was a sudden gust of wind and then it was there - the strangest thing ever to be seen in the Arena. In fact, nobody had ever seen one before.
It seemed almost anti-climactic, a half-insect, perhaps six feet tall, with numerous papery wings jutting out between its shoulder blades. It had a bulbous torso, like a bee, with six long arms and legs that began in humanoid shape and muscle-tone but tapered down to black spiny insect legs. It's face was almost entirely insect - big, round multi-faceted bug eyes, pinching mandibles jutting out from a very wet looking sucker-like maw. All together it was a sickly yellow, except for its greenish eyes.
It stood for a moment, cocking its head in a jerky movement and rubbing its legs together and over its body at an amazing speed. It seemed to be cleaning itself, following some instinctual pattern. It did not look around, but every girl in the Arena got the impression that they were being stared at individually. Slowly, the anti-climactic feeling gave way to deep-seated dread. Everyone, including the controller, knew that this was not one of the normal denizens of the outside world.
Chastity stared at it, gulping down her terror, and started slowly backing away. The thing buzzed its wings slightly, lifting off the ground in a tiny hop. It started making high-pitched noises from its maw - a sort of squeaking and clicking sound. Then, to Chastity's utter horror, two plates on it abdomen drew apart, sliding over each other and revealing a soft black hole underneath. There was a gurgling sound from the creature's abdomen, and slowly four thick phallic tubes descended. They were ridiculously long, maybe 14 inches by anyone's guess and each an inch thick - black, bumpy and segmented like a worm. They seemed to sweat beads of a dark fluid, both slimy and sticky.
"Oh >>>FUCK<<<!" was all Chastity could think. The thing screeched, hopping towards her. Grasping her staff with both hands she swatted at the thing like a fly. "DIE!! You bastard! Bug-eyed! >Swat< Dumb-shit! >Swat< Big-dicked! >swat< BASTARD!" Each swat went wild. The thing started buzzing around her and above her, darting just out of the reach of her swings. "Big-dicked?" Chastity thought to herself, surprised at her own slip.
The thing flew high into the Arena, floating for a moment, as its insectoid brain churned over. It descended, hovering ten feet above Chastity and again cocking its head. It penis slowly retracted into itself, prompting Chastity to breath out a great sigh of relief. Then, suddenly, with blinding speed, it spit a spray of some clear liquid at her.
She barely got her arm up in time to protect herself - the liquid splashed onto her outstretched arm and quickly evaporated. Chastity tried to move, but her arm was stuck, held in place to the very spot where the liquid had touched her as if by some invisible vice-grip. She could move the rest of her body as she pleased, but her arm was tethered, and her staff along with it. She tried to pry it loose with her other hand, but as much as she tugged it would not budge
The creature started buzzing and clicking. It flew down, landing lightly behind her. Chastity shrieked when its insectoid legs started lightly prodding her from behind. It poked and prodded rapidly up and down her body but it was in no hurry. It seemed to be smelling and feeling its prey. To Chastity the innumerable tiny pokes felt almost ticklish - but fear kept her from laughing. The creature drew closer, wrapping some of its legs around to her front and drawing its face up behind her shoulder. She could smell an acidic odor emanating from its maw as it rested its mandibles on her bare shoulder.
With her free hand she clawed at the bony, black appendages that were lightly drumming up and down her body, curling around her chest and poking at her breasts.
Suddenly there was a gasp from the audience - her heart stopped as she heard the familiar grating noise as the plates on its abdomen reopened. Although it was behind her, she knew from the gurgling sound that its members had dropped out. She felt one touch her bare mid calf, leaving a small wet spot that seemed to tingle. "Oh my GOD - is it THAT long?" She thought to herself.
She renewed her struggles, frantically pulling at the spiny legs and yanking at her own arm. She felt it move - it moved! - her arm moved! Whatever it was that had frozen her arm in place was weakening. She felt a sudden thrill of exhilaration at the thought of escape. Another tug and her arm seemed to be sliding free. At the same time she felt the creature's soft sucker rest on her lower neck, drawing the skin up into its acidic warmth. A sudden lancing pain shot through her shoulder as the thing behind her bit down, piercing her skin. She cried in desperation as she felt something being slowly injected into her.
Yanking ferociously, her arm came free. She spun around and out of the things insidious reach. Stumbling away, she clutched her right shoulder with her left hand, squeezing the welt where the thing had bit her. Heat started radiating in throbbing waves down her arm until she felt as if it were going numb - indeed she found that she could not move it. She shot a truly viscous glare at the creature hovering before her - it seemed to be waiting - eyeing her impassively. True hate began to smolder up inside of her. She picked up her staff with her good hand and waved it around frantically, screaming at the bug, "Aiyyaaaahh!"
On those rare occasions when a new kind of creature is summoned into the Arena word quickly spreads and the whole community comes to take a look. It is especially important to document the creature and rate it amongst all the others. Women started pouring in from all over the Dome. Scientists dressed in white cotton robes were scribbling in their notebooks, looking up from underneath their glasses, as the girl name Chastity made her last stance. Of course, everyone was waiting for her to lose - involuntarily squeezing their thighs together as they stared at the immense appendages hanging between its legs and imagined them burrowing into the desperate girl.
Chastity knew that this would be no routine fuck - snapping out of existence the moment she succumbs - the controller was vicious and would watch indefinitely as the thing raped her. In fact, she knew that the whole community would be there to see it.
Her arm stopped burning - she could not feel her hand at all - it felt as if it were a foreign object attached to her body. Then, without her will, it moved! Her right hand flexed open and then closed.
"Oh my fucking lord.." She exclaimed in horror as she realized she was not in control of her own body. "The.. the fucking thing is moving my arm!" She started to gasp for breath, hyperventilating as she watched her hand reach up and pull off her bustier, exposing her left breast. "NO!!" she screamed throwing her staff at the bug thing in front of her. She threw like a girl, using her weak left hand. The staff clattered ineffectually to the ground.
The creature then swooped down knocking her flat on her back. Again it swooped, landing on top of her and pinning her to place using its many legs and arms. Chastity screamed as the thing lowered its maw to her face, its mandibles opening, their pointy tips closing around her jaw. Too late she tried to close her mouth as its soft sucker closed down on her mouth.
What happened next came as a total shock. The creature worked its mandibles along her jaw muscles, stimulating them, and drawing from her the most passionate kiss she had ever given. The softness of the insectoid's sucker-like maw was like nothing she could have imagined. The feeling was unbelievably good - the most brilliant kiss on record and to a bug.
"MMMMffft!" She squealed as she felt a raspy tongue-like appendage shoot into her mouth and flick back out.
"MMMMghhh!" she cried out again as it returned, swirling inside her mouth, under her tongue, against her teeth and back out again. The kiss seemed to last forever, her own tongue tentatively flicking at the juice intermingling with her saliva. It tasted intensely sweet, like dissolved sugar, but left behind a slight burning sensation.
She could feel her right hand groping her own breast, squeezing it, rolling her nipple between her thumb and forefinger, pulling the pink knob out and back in and then around. The creature broke the kiss, descending down her body towards her breast. Chastity gasped for air. Looking around she could see the crowds watching her as she was pinned under the creature. She could see the flush on everyone's faces: their crazed eyes as they watched her. The air seemed thick with lust.
"Uh…Uhhh.. Ohhh! MY GOD! UUUHHH!" She squealed as the thing dove down on her breast, sucking it up into its maw and biting down. She felt her entire chest buzz as the thing molesting her started to vibrate - stimulated her sensitive breast beyond anything she imagined.
It suddenly picked her up, slipping its spiny legs under her back and lower waist and lifting her easily off the ground, its maw still buried in her tit. It buzzed the screaming girl over to the glass balcony where the controller stood enthralled. Spinning the girl around, it slammed her against the glass separating the two women. The controller had a fine view of Chastity's face as her cheek was pressed flat into the glass. Her ragged breath started to fog up a small patch of the window. Her breast, too, was mashed into the glass, magnifying the pink areola and distorting its beautiful shape. Chastity beat at the barrier with her free hand pleading to the cruel woman across from her.
With a wicked grin, the controller lightly stroked the glass where her breast was pressed flat. Then, bending down, she licked the spot with her pink little tongue. Chastity was utterly shocked at the depravity of the woman. She started to snarl out the worst series of abuse she could think of, but her litany was cut short by another stabbing pain in her left shoulder. The thing bit her neck softly, steadily pumping its fluid into her. Then it continued to nibble its way down her shoulder and down her back, leaving small red marks as it went. It stopped at her lower back, thwarted by the hem of Chastity's outfit. Utterly helpless, Chastity watched as both her now numb arms descended down her body and cupped her own ass, pulling her cheeks up and apart. The creature slowly pushed Chastity up, sliding her along the glass until her ass was level with its face. Then it pressed itself between her ass cheeks. Chastity screamed as she felt its rough, pointy tongue shoot out and slap against the fabric of her wet uniform. Again the creature licked at her protected pussy. It kept licking with increasing frustration, clucking and clicking.
Then the unimaginable happened, Chastity's own right hand gathered a bunch of her uniform and pulled the material to the side, exposing her ass and pussy totally.
Immediately afterwards the most unholy scream of ecstasy exploded out of Chastity's oversexed mouth. The thing started flicking its long tongue up inside her, alternating between her ass and her pussy.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHG!" She screamed as the thing burrowed several inches up her ass, instantly slithering out again, only to shoot up once more a second later.
Then she was cumming - not like she imagined she would - not once, not twice - she was cumming mindlessly. Shivering, snarling, screaming and moaning. Each orgasm falling on top of the other one, piling up so that her entire body started convulsing. One the other side of the glass her superior was laughing.
She was losing her mind. She knew that if the thing were to fuck her with those huge monstrosities slithering even now between its legs, she would be finished. As the thing continued to its torturous licking, her screaming turned into a continuous pining.
She knew that she had to get away. The raspy tongue had driven so far inside her that she could feel it tickling her womb - then it snapped out. The creature pulled away slightly and there was a squeaking sound as her body slide back down the glass.
"UUUUgghhhh - Oh Fuck - this is it!" She moaned, putting words to what everyone already knew. All eyes were glued to her; it seemed that every woman in the room had stopped breathing in anticipation. Many were already rubbing themselves shamelessly.
The appendages between the creature's legs curled up into one massive pole and slithered towards their target. In one final effort, Chastity twisted her torso, bringing her knees up and to the side. It couldn't really have delayed the creature's uninvited intrusions, but it was all she could do. The buzzing insectoid seemed surprised. It paused for a moment, lost in calculations known only to insect-kind. Then it let its prey fall to the floor and waited, relinquishing its control of her arms.
At that moment Chastity knew only one thing - blinding hatred for the controller. Her world turned red. She was determined for revenge. Crazed with single-minded purpose she charged the balcony, leaping around the entrance and over the small stylistic half door separating the two women. The controller was stunned. This kind of treason meant permanent expulsion from the Dome - or worse.
She hardly knew what was happening when the crazed girl grabbed at her and started yanking her by the hair, pulling her out towards the center of the Arena. The two began to catfight - tearing and clawing at each other. Chastity got the upper hand, wrestling her superior to the floor and sliding on top, pinning her down with her body. She began beating her with open palms, whacking the woman's face to and fro and screaming incoherent insult on top of insult.
The audience was stunned, but none dared to enter the Arena for fear of the creature, which buzzed about the upper stands like an incensed fly. In the meantime, the two lieutenant controllers were deep in their trances, oblivious to the events around them. As long as they continued chanting, the replica would continue to exist.
There was pandemonium, but secretly all the girls wanted revenge on the malicious controllers and none were overly keen at resolving the situation. But soon the fight began to turn the other way. Chastity was busy ripping the costume off of her adversary, tearing off the breast cups and biting at the slightly older woman's luscious breasts. Then she started groping between her legs and tearing at the fabric there. The controller squealed as she felt the deranged woman above her begin to roughly jab her with her fingers. She gathered her wits about her and suddenly thrust her knee up into Chastity's ribs.
She flipped the younger girl off, rolling on top and wrapping her fingers around her throat. She would crush the life out of the bitch! But, looking down at Chastity's face, she was puzzled to see the woman begin to smile impishly. Then she saw the reflection of the insect in Chastity's eyes. Before she could react she felt its spiny legs on her back as it fell lightly upon her.
"NOOOOOO! Not me!" the controller screamed, but outside the booth her voice lost its eerie quality and seemed tinny and shrill. Suddenly, she felt something pressing through a tear in her costume and against her asshole.
"NOOOAHHHGRRRRHHHHG!" She screamed as the thing buried two thick members into her ass. Its many legs wrapped around her body, clutching her to its chest, while its mouth descended to the nape of her neck, biting hard.
"AHHHHHHHHGGGH!" She screamed again, tightening her grip around Chastity's throat as two more appendages shot up into her ass. The creature started to fuck her now, sliding itself deeper into the woman and jerking out in sharp staccato movements. Its wings buzzed incessantly as it drew out screams of pain and passion from its prey.
Suddenly, the four ribbed appendages started moving out of sync with each other, one plummeting in while another was pulling out or swelling and curling inside her. The pain of being so rudely taken melted away and something else grew in its place. Her grip on the girl below her started to weaken and her eyes widened in shock.
Chastity watched her superior's demise above her. From inches away she could see the black legs curling around the woman's chest, the maw sucking at the back of her neck. She could feel the creature's thrusts as it pushed the older woman down and pressed their pelvises together. She could feel drips of liquid fall from the thing's groin, each drop sizzling lightly against her inner thigh. She knew that the controller was getting the fate that was meant for her. She knew that the woman's insides must be on fire with the thing's secretions. She couldn't imagine what it felt like but she could tell from the expression on the controller's face that it was totally overwhelming. Then something changed; the woman above her seemed to go crazy. Her hands uncurled from around Chastity's neck and reached down, clutching both of Chastity's breasts instead. Chastity screamed out in surprise as she was suddenly molested. But then she noticed that the woman seemed to be thrusting back at the insect, impaling herself deeper and deeper onto it.
She realized that woman was going to cum - and cum hard - her breathing had stopped, her eyes had squeezed shut, she was tensed up like a knot - like a steam whistle about to blow. The creature above her pushed her down by the neck, pressing her face into Chastity's. Chastity opened her mouth without hesitation - eager to accept her superior's agonizing demise.
The woman above her screamed into Chastity's open mouth. Chastity could feel the other woman's whole body shaking; she could almost see her brains oozing away. She felt the most incredible rush of victory as her once tormenter screamed orgasm after orgasm into her mouth - the thing jerking her body up and down as it drove relentlessly inside her. Chastity kissed back, kissed her long and hard, drawing the other woman's tongue into her own mouth and sucking on it. Gasping and panting, the controller continued to cum and squeal all the same. With a luscious pop Chastity released the other woman's tongue and began to whisper in her ear.
"Do you like the bug-thing in your ass? Is it making you cum? You like my tits? I want you to cum more. I want you to look deep in my eyes and cum with everything you have! I want to you die cumming in my arms!" Biting at her ear she continued to torment the woman, reaching up and grabbing her full breasts, "Cum! Cum HARDER! Give up! Abandon yourself! Don't fight it - you're mine! Look at me! CUM!"
Then, surprised by her own maliciousness, she slid both her hands down the other woman's body and grabbed her ass firmly. The Controller's eyes bulged as she felt her ass cheeks separating, allowing the thing above her even deeper access. She jerked her head back, glaring at the woman below her. There was at least four inches still remaining outside, unable to squeeze in, but suddenly the creature dropped down, its entire length sharply tunneling into her. Chastity could feel her fingers crushed flat against the woman's spread ass. There was a crunching sound as who-knows-what gave way inside the controller. She went completely mad, losing any shred of cognizance she had left. Her orgasm crashed through her like a battering ram - Chastity could see it in her eyes - She could almost see the explosion of synapses firing in her brain, seizing just behind her pupils. She knew with absolute certainty that the woman's will was broken permanently - she would never be the same again.
Just then there was an incredible moan from behind the archway - one of the lieutenant chanters was shaking violently. She was still in a trance, but she had hiked up her long robes and was rubbing herself with her whole right hand. Her cheeks were blushed red, and she was screaming out in orgasm. Like a chain reaction the other woman, too, started cumming. She was rubbing herself violently against her own staff, squeezing her thighs around it and riding it like a witch.
With the chanting broken the powers summoning the creature began to unravel. It wavered, distorting and twisting horribly out of shape. Again the controller screamed as the thing buried inside her warped. She convulsed again and again, scrunching sounds coming from her insides as whatever it was inside her changed shape - and then it blipped out of existence - just like that.
Chastity looked up at her superior, realizing only now that the woman had been staring at her with huge dinner-plate eyes the whole time. Chastity laughed in glee, grabbing the limp woman's face and licking it. She knew it should be her that was broken, limp, and fucked beyond the capacity to resist, but she had turned the tables. And now she knew that the controller had given herself up to her entirely - body and soul.
There would be consequences. Nobody could do something like this and get away with it. Already Chastity could see crowds of people moving towards her. Nobody knew what was going to happen - something like this had never happened before. She only had a moment before somebody would take control. Chastity threw off the woman on top of her and scrambled to her feet. She glanced back one last time at the controller, laying stomach down on the mat, eyes frozen open in a blank stare, and noted with glee that her once noble ass was gaping open like a dark funnel.
She ran towards the gate of the Dome. Outside was a greater world, filled with all kinds of creatures that she had seen and fought in the Arena - only they weren't replicas - they would not snap out of existence at the last second. They would be capable of cumming too, impregnating her, and if she lost to one of them like her controller had just lost, then she would become a mindless fuck-doll made for its pleasure, probably for the rest of her life. But the alternative was to stay in the Dome and square off against all the other high-ranking controllers that would be only too thrilled to get their hands on her and turn her into an example of how disobedience is punished. She chose the outside world.
Chastity couldn't believe her eyes. She had burst through the gates of the Dome fully expecting to find a ravaged world full of ruin and decay, but instead she was greeted with a scene of paradise. Sunshine filtered through the abundant trees, falling on the fertile brown soil. A warm breeze fluttered through her hair, carrying the fragrant scent of flowers in bloom and ripe fruit. There were birds chirping, insects buzzing (though these gave her the chills), and puffy white clouds drifting across the clear blue sky. A happier moment she could not imagine.
From her early childhood she was warned against the outside world - told stories after story of evil beasts, bands of savage men and things so unimaginably terrifying that words could hardly describe them. There were stories of captured women wandering back to the safety of the Dome, but so mindless that they stood perfectly still with vacant expressions until someone told them what to do. As a child she had seen these women with her very eyes. They were treated like slaves, sent to scrub and clean and run meaningless errands - they were not capable of anything more complex. Sure, some of the women in the Arena ended up that way if their controller was particularly vicious and let things get out of hand, but Chastity had always assumed the majority of the women came from the outside world. These "beaten" women only served to reinforce the feeling of terror. But she was now locked out of the Dome, never able to return, and she would not be able to bring the truth to all her friends. She fumed as she considered it all: how she had been taken advantage of for so long, how she had done so much and gotten so little - all for the supposed safety of her kind! And tt was all a lie!
As she walked along she found a small stream and bent to take a sip. The water was cool and refreshing. Just a bit further on she found a patch of fruit-laden trees, bursting with bananas, peaches, apples and mangos. She collected some and ate her fill. Her fury began to dissipate as she considered her prospects. Instead of finding death and domination, she had escaped it! She started to whistle as she walked, kicking small pebbles into the water and laughing to herself. She even threw her hands into the air and twirled around, a brilliant smile spreading from ear to ear. She was free!
She started to make plans. It was about mid-afternoon; she would explore the immediate area for shelter and then start a search for other escapees that perhaps had started a community outside of the Dome. Even as she thought these things, almost like magic, she smelled it - the delicious aroma of something fine cooking. Delighted, she hurried forward.
Over the next hill she started as she saw a woman walking through the woods. The woman had her back to her, walking slowly and carrying a large basket of fruit. She was dressed in animal skins - a warm-looking, furry miniskirt that hung low on her waist and ended just below her shapely rear. It looked as if it were the skin of a whole animal - animal head and all. The raccoon-like head rested against the woman's lower back and its arms were wrapped around her waist, tying the tiny skirt in place. Chastity could not her front, but from the single knot tied at her mid back, it was apparent that the woman had covered her breasts with a single cut of skin from the same furry animal.
Chastity sprang after her, delirious with joy, waving to her and calling, "Yoo-hoo! Yoo-hoo!" The woman didn't seem to pay any attention, or even notice; she just kept walking as before. Chastity ran after her, calling out until she was nearly on top of her - ten or fifteen feet away. Then, suddenly she froze. Something about the way the woman walked, something methodical and out of place - something that reminded her of the mindless women in the Dome.
Almost instinctively Chastity crouched down and hid behind a tree. The woman continued to walk, completely oblivious. Chastity began to follow her, albeit much more carefully. She stayed back a good 30', slipping from tree to tree like in a spy movie. Soon they approached a clearing. Chastity could hear voice talking loudly - male voices.
Glancing around, she spied some thick underbrush just on the border of the clearing. Lying flat on her stomach, she used her elbows and knees to quickly crawl in. She found herself in a perfect little depression in the moist earth, covered on top by the thorny green underbrush and with just enough room to look into the clearing.
There were half a dozen men sitting around laughing and slapping each other on the back. To Chastity they looked absolutely savage: sweaty, grimy, muscular, with thick wide jaws and heavy eyebrows. In the Arena the replicas of men were always tall, lean and hairless, but these men had wiry bristles of stubble covering their face and shoulders. They had greasy shoulder length hair and flaps of paunchy skin bunched around their waists. They didn't look particularly tall either.
Chastity watched as the woman carrying the fruit walked into the center of the gathering, bending at the waist to place the basket on a low stone table in the center. As she bent over the triangular strip of cloth covering her abundant breasts flipped open, revealing two perfectly alluring globes and causing an uproar of hoots and hollers. One grimy man sitting on a stone tablet next to her grabbed her arm and spun her around to face him. Chastity could then see that the girl's "skirt" did nothing to cover her front; the knot of the paws resting just below her belly button left the shapely "V" of her thighs plain for all to see.
The man tugged at her arm slightly, causing her to drop to her knees before him. He seemed to pay no more attention to her as she lifted his groin flap and lowered her head to his crotch. All the while the man was laughing at someone else's joke - the topic of conversation seemed to already have shifted and was completely unrelated to the girl or her actions.
From her position Chastity couldn't see exactly what the girl was doing - the man's back blocked her view - but she could see the woman's head slowly bobbing up and down. Her hands were splayed out before her, her back arched and her knees slightly apart. The flap tied around her chest hung down, revealing her breasts, which were swaying in time with her movements. Her ass was also swaying gently back and forth, seemingly hypnotizing one man sitting across from and behind her. The man on the receiving end of her attentions seemed very content, petting her head gently every now and then with his thick left hand as he listened to the others.
Chastity was so mesmerized by the woman's actions that she hardly noticed when two more girls were brought into the clearing. They were dressed almost in the same fashion as the first girl: a two-piece outfit of skins tied to be both revealing and alluring. One of the girls seemed zoned-out like the first girl giving head, but the other seemed to still have some spunk left in her. Her hands were tied together at the wrists and she dragged her feet and fought slightly as she was lead in by a gruff looking man.
Everyone cheered at the new arrivals, getting up to greet the man while eyeing over the new women. From the lewd stares Chastity could gather that they approved of the day's catch, especially the spunky one. Chastity felt her heart sink into her chest as she considered everything before her. All the stories from her childhood were true after all!
Soon a few throaty grunts brought her attention back to the man receiving the blowjob. He was rocking slightly, thrusting his hips forward in time with the girl's movements. He had both his hands on her head now, holding her in place as he drove himself into her mouth. Chastity could hear noisy slurping sounds as the woman did her best to please him. Surprisingly, the man did not seem to be alone in his delight; the girl pleasuring him was mewing loudly into his groin. She brought up both her hands to cup his balls and pressed her face hard into his crotch, burying his dick in her throat and holding it there.
For what seemed like an eternity the two moved as one, gyrating in a slow circular rhythm, then, suddenly, the man tipped his head back - moaning loudly and jamming his hips forward further. There were loud gurgling sounds as the woman between his legs swallowed heavily, clutching at his waist and ass and gently massaging his balls. Then the man relaxed, eyes fluttering open. When she didn't immediately remove herself, he simply pushed her head away and flipped down the flap of material he used to cover his groin. He no longer seemed to even know she was there.
The woman rose to her feet. Obviously worked up, but unsure about what to do next. She started to hand out fruit and bowls of stew to her other "guests". Chastity watched her go around to each man, smiling and swaying softly, trying to capture his attention.
After a little while of watching the men feast, Chastity's own stomach began to grumble. Yet the women never seemed to take even a bite of the fruit or spoon of stew. Chastity wondered silently what these women ate - then she froze in apprehension, quickly banishing the thought.
Soon the girl had come around to the man who had been hypnotized by her ass. She smiled at him, delicately peeling a banana with her fingertips, rocking coyly on her heels. Of all the men, this one seemed particularly dense. He just stared back at her, missing the significance. She seemed perturbed for a moment. She gave him the banana, slowly bending so that her breasts were swinging inches from his face, but still he did nothing. He simply held the half-peeled banana in his big hand and stared at her with his lower lip jutting out.
"Even a mindless BIMBO has more sense than these guys!" Chastity blurted almost audibly. "GOD!"
The girl seemed perplexed. She stood facing him, resting her weight on one leg and scratching her chin absentmindedly with her finger as she tried to formulate a thought. In sudden inspiration, she spun around, bending over to spoon some stew into a bowl. In this position her ass was hardly a foot from his face. She looked back at him over her shoulder, wiggling her ass slightly.
"That'll do it," thought Chastity, "very clever!" She almost felt happy for the girl.
Suddenly the man leaped up, tackling the girl and bear hugging her from behind. The bowl of stew and spoon went flying in the air and the poor girl made a loud "Gmmmft!" sound as the air was knocked out of her. The man was thrusting madly about, poking his big, erect dick against her thigh, unable to get it in. The girl squealed in laughter as she scrambling to her hands and knees, shimmying her skirt up over her ass.
She had to grope for his dick between her legs, grabbing at it as it moved out of her reach, but finally she succeeded in getting a hold. It was so thick her petite hand could hardly wrap around it. She brought it up towards her, shifting her hips to try to match his, but missed several times, squealing as it poked her here and there. Then her eyes went wide and she let out a long deep groan. Chastity knew she had found her mark. The two fucked like animals, bouncing and bumping off each other, and Chastity could see the man's slickened member pulling out and plunging back in. Once or twice it popped out completely and the poor girl had to fish for it again, but then it was all the way in again and the man was grunting loudly.
"At least she's getting what she wants…" she reasoned. Chastity was just starting to feel glad for the girl when the man grunted one last time, freezing in place with a look of utter bewilderment on his face. The girl tried to hump back, get a little more from him, but he was spent - frozen like in rigor mortis. With a look of disappointment she squirmed her way out of his grasp, a slick shlerping sound coming from her pussy as his dick plopped out. She couldn't unclasp his hands from around her chest, but she managed to wiggle out using her arms to hoist herself up. She finally got free and stood up, leaving the contented Neanderthal to curl up in a ball and snooze.
In the meantime the spirited girl with her hands tied had problems of her own. Chastity watched helplessly as a man forced her back against a tree and ducked under her bonds, pushing his head up between her arms. The girl tried kicking him weakly, but he managed to squeeze his hips between her legs and press her ass flat against the bark of the tree with his body. So instead she beat at him meekly with her heels, but the big burly man hardly seem to notice. He was busy lapping at her breasts, using the flat of his tongue to lick at her nipples, causing them to bounce up and down.
Chastity wanted to do something, but couldn't bring herself to move - the odds against her were overwhelming. She knew the woman was going to be ravaged, but something about the spiritless way she was resisting told her that it wasn't the first time. Besides Chastity had seen this kind of thing countless times before - it was part of her very upbringing. Hadn't she been in the Arena herself a dozen times?
The man continued to lap and bite, pulling her skirt off with one hand and grasping his dick with the other. Chastity winced as the man thrust up and deep into the pinned girl. The girl grunted, clenching her teeth, but did not fight much. She twisted a bit, but mostly just took it into her. The man moved steadily and selfishly. Chastity looked around at the other girls, at their totally submissive attitudes, at the way they seemed to be totally dominated and then back at the scene before her.
"These guys couldn't do that to a woman. These guys hardly know how to fuck when it's thrust in their faces, how could they dream of breaking a woman so? There has got to be something else…Something bigger…"
Just then a chill ran down her spine as she heard a deep, ghastly howl resounding from somewhere in the woods.
She was petrified, but the men seemed to be even more so. They scattered like flies, running this way and that, diving into the bushes and running down the path. The man raping the girl could hardly untangle himself from between her bound arms fast enough. Once free he began to run around aimlessly in comic circles. Then, reconsidering, he ran back and grabbed the end of the cord that bound the girl's wrists and pulled her along with him towards the path.
To Chastity's utter horror one man dove into the under bush next to her. The guy was so frightened he did not even seem to notice that there was someone next to him. Instead he craned his neck this way and that looking to see if anything was coming. Soon the only thing remaining in the clearing was the poor snoring dolt that had passed out moments before, overwhelmed by his "exertions".
Chastity hardly dared to breathe. The man was not ten inches away, but didn't seem to have the brains to figure out that he was sharing his hideout with her. In the distance she heard some men screaming and crashing through the bushes. One by one their screams were cut short. "Whatever it was that got them sure does a good job," Thought Chastity. "Wish it would come over here and kill this one for me…"
No sooner had she thought it than she saw something move in the clearing. It was hard to make out at first. It seemed to blend into the trees or rocks behind it but once she got a good look, it seemed as clear as day.
It was about 8 feet tall and very thin. Its skin, muscle and bone were translucent revealing an intricate network of delicate looking organs beneath. She could see different colors of liquids moving through its body: pale yellows, creams, or reds. There were long tufts of whitish feathers hanging off its long arms - almost like vestigial wings of some sort, but not long enough to seem useful. The skin on its head was also translucent so she could see the vague outline of its brain underneath. It made her shutter.
The thing moved quickly, hunting along the perimeter of the clearing. There was a sudden shuffling as it flushed one of the men out from under the bush across the clearing from Chastity. A short, fat man got up to run away, but was cut down almost instantly with a lightning-quick snap of the creature's arm. The man next to her started trembling. Chastity felt scared too as the thing resumed its slow circle around the perimeter.
Just then she heard a woman's voice crying and protesting. Another creature, identical to the first, entered the clearing along the same path that the bound girl had been dragged away. The poor girl had been recaptured and was now flailing her arms and legs wildly as she was carried back over the shoulder of the second creature. Chastity could guess what had happened to her former rapist.
The two creatures met in the center of the clearing, greeting each other with a series of high-pitched notes followed by what sounded like musical laughter. It was only then that they seemed to notice the snoozing Neanderthal curled at their feet. Again they laughed - an infectious series of high-pitched ringing that almost made Chastity laugh with them. Formulating a quick plan, the first one bent down inches from the sleeping man's face. There was quiet for a moment and then it suddenly let out a roar so tremendous that it could have turned a pride of lions chicken.
The poor man jumped out of his skin - bolting up like an arrow and running straight into the creature before him. He bounced off and ran the other way, bumping into the second creature. The two creatures were beside themselves with laughter - adding the bound girl into the fray just for good measure. Much to their amusement, the two humans soon collided into each other, screaming as if they had run into Satan himself. After a while the Neanderthal finally got pointed in the right direction, but they seemed too amused to chase him down. Instead they caught hold of the frightened girl and led her towards the stone table back in the center of the clearing.
She was terrified beyond her wits. Her chest was heaving and she was shivering - it looked as if she were about to bolt, but the two things on either side of her were at least 2 feet taller than she was and she couldn't find the right moment to escape.
"Oh - poor girl - from the pot into the fire! I'm so sorry!" Chastity thought - trying to figure out what was worse: the greasy men or the things. But, much to her surprise, they seemed exceedingly gentle. They brushed a stone bench clean before gently urging the frightened girl to sit. They then sat down at either side of her, making soft kewing sounds as they gently stroked her tangled hair. Her chest continued to heave and she didn't look any less frightened, but she stopped screaming, which was a beginning. Then, the one on her right reached across and cut her wrists free. She was startled.
They continued to pet her hair, brushing their long feathers across her bare shoulder and down her back. Then the one on her left reached over and chose a ripe apple from the basket. He offered it to her, gently placing it in her hands that were cupped together in her lap. She did nothing at first, just looked back and forth at her tormentors suspiciously, trying to figure out their angle. She tried to get up quickly, but the creature on her left rested its hand gently on her knee, stopping her. It was a kind gesture, not at all rough. They were both looking at her, trying to catch her eyes, as if to assure her of their altruistic intentions.
The creature on her left continued to stroke her knee with its long feathers; nudging the apple up so that she would eat it. Hesitantly she took a bite. It was crisp and red and looked delicious. After the initial tentative bite, the girl continued to eat hungrily, the juice wetting her entire chin. The two creatures purred happily in response. Then the one on the right spoke, "What is your name?"
The girl froze in mid bite. She didn't seem to know what to do. The creature asked again, its voice cool and soothing like a burbling brook, "It's O.K….. Please tell me your name?"
"Cherry…" the girl hesitantly replied, then added quickly, "Please let me go…please?"
The one on her left answered her, reasoning with her as it continued to gently stroke her back, "Let you go? To who? To those men?"
The girl seemed perplexed. The one on her right continued, gently brushing his feathers along her arms, "We are here to help you. Not everything is bad…."
The one on her left continued, "We hunt those men - we helped you - do you remember?" He had been running his long translucent fingers through her hair, combing it straight, but now he started massaging her neck just at the base of her skull. Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment.
"We can help you…We want to help you…We can bring you to your home….protect you…." The one on her right continued, taking her hand gently in his. 'You do want to go home, don't you?"
The girl looked up, nodding to both of them, her deep gray eyes moistening slightly. There was silence as the two continued to stroke her. She was beginning to relax slightly. Chastity even considered coming out of her hiding place.
The girl wiped the grime off her face with her free hand, leaving her right hand cupped in the creature's hand. The creature on her left quickly brushed a strand of hair from in front of her eyes. She smiled weakly, and they seemed to smile back.
Then, slowly, a cheery smile like sunshine spread across her face as she looked at them, turning her head from side to side. They all smiled at each other for what seemed like a minute. It was a moment of pure joy - filled with trust, and even love. Then she suddenly stiffened and froze as she felt the knot of her only remaining clothing coming free. Her hand snapped out of the thing's hand and caught her top just before it slid off her ample breasts. All the hairs on her skin stood up in shock and she looked at them with big, questioning eyes, almost refusing to believe what had happened.
The one on her right continued, its voice taking a slightly more stern tone, "We want to help you…but nothing is….free. "
The one on her left immediately continued, "You can help us too…Don't you want to help us? Do you understand?"
Chastity could hardly take it any longer. "Understand?! She understands all right!" She whispered.
The girl's chest started heaving again as she waited, clutching her top for dear life. The things on either side of her also waited, continuing to stroke her - tracing a pattern up and down her spine.
"If I…help you….will you really help me?" She asked. The creatures purred in affirmation. The girl's chest continued to heave as she considered it. Slowly, with trembling fingers, she let go of her top, letting it fall to the ground.
The continuous purring turned slightly darker in nature and more insistent. The two creatures brought their faces down to her bare shoulders and neck. The girl was enveloped in a mass of fluttering feathers, light kissing and blowing. One of the creatures followed a looping path up her shoulder and neck and around her ears, purring loudly, then back down her spine, kissing and blowing. The other drifted down her chest and took one of her nipples into its mouth, teasing it gently. She gasped, unsure what to do, or what to feel, or even where to put her arms.
Slowly, one of the creatures lowered its arm and gently separated her legs. It fluttered its feathers lightly against her skin as it stroked up and down her thighs, teasing them open. Slowly the girl acquiesced, parting them wider, inch by inch. The hand traveled up her thigh and sunk between her legs, three long translucent fingers curling up and slowly sliding into her from below. Chastity could hear a very wet sound as the fingers seemed to slide inside effortlessly. The girl moaned loudly, overwhelmed by the barrage of sensations. The thing continued to slide its fingers in and out of her ever so slowly, curling them gently to get deeper access. The other creature brought its hand down as well, rubbing small circles over her clitoris, and gently spreading her lips between its long, thin fingers.
The girl was looking down between her heaving breasts to watch the hands enter her. She was still scared stiff, but the fear seemed only to work her up more. As the fingers grew more insistent they tricked her body into converting her fear into erotic passion. After some time she closed her eyes, letting herself move slightly in response. They continued pushing her, teasing her, until she was flushed pink. Then the fingers slid out of her completely, leaving behind a tingling feeling of emptiness. The one on her right gently urged her to sit up slightly and shifted her over to his lap. From 15 feet away Chastity could see its erection - it was translucent like the rest of its body, but it was incredibly long, shooting up from between its legs like a tree branch. She watched as thing slowly lowered the girl onto it. It was sitting behind her, holding her firmly by her waist and keeping the tip just at the opening of her lips. The other one was guiding her by her lower back, forcing her to move her hips in tight circles as it inched up inside her.
Chastity had been watching the whole time, biting her lower lip, and hoping the girl found some way to escape. She just knew they were lying. She could hardly take it as she watched the girl give herself up.
"Don't fall for it girl! Don't let them do it!" Chastity whispered hoarsely. She caught herself in mid sentence, but by then it was too late. Looking over to her right she found the man next to her was staring at her with the biggest eyes of surprise ever imaginable. He had only now become aware of her existence.
Chastity snapped her head back pretending nothing ever happened. She was staring intently at a spot in space in front of her, too concerned with her own predicament to pay attention to Cherry's. She felt the man prod her with his thick finger, making sure she was real - then she heard him shuffle towards her.
She snapped her head around again and poked him hard in the ribs - snarling at him, "Not so fast BUSTER! It'll be a cold day in HELL when you get to touch me!"
The man looked confused, grunting loudly and beating back at her. It made enough noise that she was afraid the things in the clearing were going to hear. When she looked over she saw that indeed one of them was craning its neck and looking over in her direction.
"Be quiet you dumb mother fucker!" She whispered huskily - but the man didn't seem to understand. The more she talked or fought him off the noisier and more agitated he got. Apparently he had never seen this kind of strange behavior coming from a woman.
"You can't be that dumb, can you?" She hissed. But considering it, she decided that maybe, in truth, he was that dumb. Looking back into the clearing she could see that the one not busy fucking Cherry was definitely craning its neck in her direction.
"This guy isn't going to shut up until he gets what he wants! I can't fucking believe this!" The only thing to do was act dumb. Using every ounce of will power, she sprouted a fake smile and blinked her eyelashes at the man stupidly. The man started shifting over again almost the second that she stopped resisting. She looked back into the clearing to make sure everything was O.K., and could see that the two creatures had returned their attention fully to the task at hand. They had the girl almost all the way down on the shaft - Chastity could see that it was stretching her widely. The other creature had its hand between her legs rubbing her from the front. Cherry seemed overwhelmed. She was jerking her hips up and down in tiny circles, forcing more and more of the erection inside while rubbing herself against the hand dancing over her clitoris. She seemed ready to burst.
Meanwhile Chastity felt the man slide on top of her, crushing her into the ground with his weight. He grunted slightly as he arranged himself comfortably on her back, his tongue poking out to the side from concentration. Chastity could feel his enormous erection nuzzling between the curves of her ass.
Wincing, she waited for him to begin - but the guy just lay there rutting back and forth with increasing frustration. The longer she waited the more impatient he got, grunting and beating on her head with his thick hand.
"Oh my God! You don't expect me to put it IN for you too, do you?!" But apparently that is exactly what he expected.
For the second time in a day she reached down and pulled her costume to the side. She could not believe what she was doing and was about to reconsider when the man instinctively dipped down and drove forward.
"GGGH!…They…>Uggg<… May…be...>.EMFT!<…STUPID…but they >UHH< sure are BIG!"
The man drove deep into her pussy, filling her completely, then pulled himself out. He began to rut joyfully as he watched the other woman get fucked by the two translucent creatures. He was completely satisfied with his situation, and best of all, the girl under him felt particularly tight, squeezing him deliciously as he entered her. He began to admire her curves and suddenly felt the desire to feel her breasts.
Chastity bit her lip to keep quiet as the man thrust himself in and out of her. Every time he thrust in, however, he poked against something particularly sensitive in her body and she involuntarily lurched in response. She could not believe she was doing this! Worse, she could not believe how BIG he was! Worse still, she could not believe that she was getting wetter and wetter the more he thrust into her. Worst of all, there was some kind of upturned root pressing against her clitoris, and the man was grinding her against it. And it was starting to feel good!
"Now what is he doing?!" she thought as the guy started groping at her breasts. She wasn't going to even consider letting him, but as usual he wouldn't take no for an answer. He had just started his beating/grunting routine again when she finally acquiesced, lifting up slightly to give him access. But even then he did not seem satisfied; he kept tugging at her shoulder straps.
"Un-fucking-real!" Chastity exclaimed as she lowered her shoulder straps, wiggling the costume down her body and letting the man grope her bare breasts. He seemed particularly contented now, stepping up the tempo of his relentless thrusting. He wasn't the only one that felt something; Chastity couldn't resist much longer as the man's big dick plowed into her. Listening to the girl across from her wasn't helping either. The girl was crying out in the throes of what must have been her fifth series of orgasms. The two continued like this -the man beating his hips up and down and Chastity turning pink from tension, when suddenly he thrust himself completely inside, mashing into her and holding himself there. For the first time in her life Chastity felt sperm gushing into her, flooding her.
"No! No! Nheew! Not inside!" but already she felt the wetness splash against her. The guy kept cumming and cumming until it felt like he had emptied a cup full inside her. She tried to push him out, but he wasn't moving and she was plugged tight. She kept thinking of all the sperm bubbling and squirming inside her as she lay there and it made her shutter.
"And to think that after all this he didn't even make me cum!" She thought to herself.
Meanwhile Cherry was going crazy. The thing behind her had inserted himself fully and was using her thighs as handles to pull her against its pelvis. She could feel her vaginal lips stretched wide at the base of his shaft, the rest lodged deep into her womb The two creatures working together had extracted more orgasms from her than she could count - and they were not stopping. Again a feeling of incredible pleasure shot through her body as she screamed out in orgasm.
Chastity watched the girl intently. Stuck in her current predicament there was little else she could do. She seemed to be growing more frantic after each series of orgasms - they seemed to be happening to her too fast, she couldn't catch her breath or stop for a rest. The one not getting any finally seemed to grow tired of playing second fiddle. He caught her head in his hands, which was thrashing about in the throws of another orgasm and gently pulled it forward and down. This brought her doggy style with the thing behind her who was still lodged deep into her pussy, but her mouth was now level with a second shaft. The girl's face and lips were flushed red, she was covered in sweat and her eyes were fluttering open and closed spastically. She did not resist at all as he pushed himself into her mouth. Chastity could see that its dick was way too long to fit, but to her surprise, the thing thrust forward quickly burying it deep into Cherry's throat.
Her eyes shot open - she was impaled at both ends, sandwiched between two enormous creatures. The member in her throat stretched her mouth wide open and easily passed six inches into her throat - only its girth at the base seemed to prevent it from going in further. Cherry's body jerked as she choked on it, unable even to gag or breath. The creature held himself there reaching down and massaging her throat gently, trying to sooth the gag reflex. Meanwhile the thing behind her started shifting its rhythm, picking it up considerably, until he was slapping in and out of her body. The new assault behind her seemed to have the desired effect, causing her eyes to return to their spasmodic fluttering. Her nostrils began flaring, trying to force more air around the huge thing lodged in her throat. She looked as if she were going to pass out.
Then Chastity could see a whitish liquid begin to bubble inside a bladder-like organ in the lower body of the creature behind the girl. It was an intense white, almost phosphorescent, and it was gathering in great quantity. Its entire reproductive system seemed to have come alive: pumping, mixing and preparing. The continuous purring had gone deeper and deeper throughout it all, and now it became a resounding baritone that seemed to vibrate the entire clearing. The bladder-like organ swelled until it was like a full water ballooon, then Chastity watched as the glowing liquid suddenly shot through the tubes inside its translucent body and disappeared into the girl.
Cherry's eyes shot wide open - and kept getting wider and wider. Her whole body turned a deep crimson as the viscous liquid continued to spray into her, absorbing into the cells of her body and causing some kind of incredible chain reaction. The girl absolutely screamed into the shaft in her mouth, straining her neck muscles until it looked like she was going to burst. The orgasm looked so intense that Chastity thought she could feel it too - then she realized that the man behind her had grown hard again and was thrusting inside her, mesmerized by the scene before him.
Chastity was mesmerized too. Involuntarily she began to thrust her hips back too as she watched the girl's body convulse. She could see the fluid building up inside of the other creature as well. Chastity couldn’t help but feel a sudden rush of lust as she watched it shoot down into the girl’s open throat. She was swallowing everything that went into her - not that she had a choice really. The girl was becoming totally overwhelmed. Her eyelids started to sink together as the thing continued to pour more and more of its sperm down her throat, purring contently.
Suddenly Chastity went crazy too.
She couldn't help herself, she was cumming loudly and recklessly. Her "partner" was cumming too -splashing even more sperm into her already full womb, grunting almost as loudly as she was. The two surprised creatures immediately pulled out of Cherry, letting her drop to the ground where she quickly curled into a ball and started mewing and purring like a contented cat. They walked briskly to where Chastity was hiding; reaching their long arms in to grab whatever it was that made the sound. She thought it was all over - but instead of grabbing her they grabbed the guy on top of her, pulling him out by the hair. His dick came popping out of her, releasing the flood of sperm that was trapped behind it, causing it to trickle out between her legs in a stream. Chastity could not believe her luck as the two creatures ignored her, possibly not even noticing her at all buried under the big man. With hardly a second thought they snapped his neck, throwing him lifeless into the bushes off to the side. Then they turned and returned to the girl, all the while laughing their usual high-pitched laugh.
They picked the weak girl up by her arms; hooking her under her armpits and dragging her to a spot of grass a few feet from where Chastity was hiding. The girl was limp, but very turned-on. She started to squirm as they began to lick the sweat off of her. Apparently they weren't done with her yet.
They lay her flat on the grass, on her back. She could not seem to hold still, but kept shifting around and laughing. Whatever they had pumped her full of was still working because she kept babbling, "MMm! MMm! MMmmm!" while her hands roamed her body, clutching at her abdomen.
One of the creatures slid on top of her. She quickly wrapped her arms and legs around it, hugging it close. It shifted a little, supporting her head with one hand and pulling it up towards its shoulder while guiding his dick between her legs with the other. It thrust forward deeply, eliciting a throaty moan from the girl as she was once again entered. For a few minutes it continued to thrust, squeezing itself in deeper and deeper, which seemed hard to do even now that she was sopping wet and delirious. It continued to drive into her even after it reached bottom, forcing her breath out in little gasps.
"What is this, the missionary position?" Chastity thought as she watched the thing from a few feet away. But then, almost on cue, it flipped over, bringing the dangling girl with it. Her legs were still lying limp behind her, but she raised herself on her arms, letting her breast dangle enticingly. The thing held her by the ass and kept her moving in quick in-out motions. Chastity had a perfect view straight down the girl's cleavage and to where their pelvises were grinding. She could even see a slight bulge in her lower abdomen as the thing entered her. The girl seemed delirious. Her eyes were half-closed and her head was sailing back and forth with each thrust, sending her hair splashing around in great waves. Her voice was hoarse and throaty as the air was expelled from her lungs in continuous grunts like a chugging train. Mini-orgasms seemed to be rippling through her like little tremors, but she was obviously building towards something tremendous.
Then the other creature knelt down behind her. Chastity gulped as she considered it - if it did what she thought it was going to do then she knew this was going to be it for the girl - she was going to break like the other girls she had seen - and there was nothing Chastity could do but watch. Chastity could feel herself heating up again - ashamed at the thought that she was enjoying this. The creature lowered himself until its dick was poised right outside the girl's virgin asshole. Chastity hardly dared to breathe. Then he pushed forward very, very slowly. The girl immediately stopped moving, tensing like a vice as she felt this new intrusion. The pressure was steady, but relentless. Her eyes opened wide and her mouth stretched in a soft oval as she felt the thing slowly overcome her resistance.
It was then that she saw Chastity. Their eyes locked just as the thing behind her pushed past her sphincters, sliding ever so slowly deeper and deeper into her anus. The girl continued to hold eye contact, even as her body started to quiver. Chastity kept shaking her head, silently gesturing for her to hold on - desperately trying to help the girl keep her sanity. But as it inched further and further inside of her she began to waiver. Her mouth started to fall more and more open in a silent scream of overwhelming ecstasy.
Her eyes never left Chastity as she slowly, tentatively, resumed her thrusting - circling her pelvis against the thing below her and allowing the thing behind her to enter deeper and deeper. Chastity almost exploded into orgasm herself, her heart leaping into her throat as she watched the girl slowly lose her grip. The girl was teetering on the very edge of a final, earth-shattering climax. The creature in her ass began to pull out, rocking her slowly on his shaft. Chastity suddenly tried to imagine what it must be like for the girl at that very moment - alone, lost in the wilderness, with two huge things buried inside her, her sanity rapidly dissolving away, and with no hope of escape. The girl's eyes started fluttering, her silent scream rising in decimal, growing into one continuous moan. It looked like the girl was so overwhelmed that she was having trouble even drawing breath. She began to gasp and tremble deeply. Liquid started building up again in the thing behind her, bubbling up and shining a brilliant white.
For a second there was utter silence. Chastity felt her skin crawl with chills from the tension. Suddenly the girl arched her back sharply, throwing her head backwards and gasping loudly. The creature under her immediately jerked her hips backwards impaling her on both of them. The creature behind her grabbed both of her breasts in his splayed fingers and pulled back, bending her further. Chastity watched the creatures both shoot their sperm into her at once, especially the one in her ass, who seemed to be pumping it into her in great wads. The moment the viscous liquid entered the girl she went berserk.
Her hands shot straight out to her sides, her fingers straightening, her palms turning white from the strain. Her eyes slowly rolled up into her head as she cried out in the most incredible orgasmic release Chastity had ever seen. As they held her there her body seemed to spasm, her hands clenching and unclenching in time to the wads of sperm shooting into her. Her skin turned beet red and her voice cracked. Froth began to bubble on the corners of her mouth as her body continued to convulse violently. Chastity could not even imagine what she must have been feeling but she knew that the game was over. The girl was long gone even before they had finished, her mind had shut down, frying completely - erasing her identity and destroying her, but they kept pumping all the same, jerking her body to get the last of it into her. In the end she simply let out a small, strangled moan and passed out. The two things then gracelessly pulled out of her and left her splayed on the grass. A few seconds later there was nothing left in the clearing except the beaten, exhausted girl and Chastity.
Chastity crawled out of her hiding place when she was sure they were gone. It was still an incredibly pleasant day; the birds had resumed their chirping, the air was clean and warm, and the sun was just beginning to sink. The only thing that seemed out of place from this idyllic scene was the girl lying naked and unconscious in the grass and a slightly poignant smell of sweat and cum.
Chastity collapsed next to her: sitting down cross-legged in the grass by her head. She regarded the sleeping girl for a while, lost in thought. "What are we going to do? What are we going to do?" was all Chastity could help thinking. She gently pulled the girl's head into her lap stroking her hair absentmindedly – she tried to ignore the steady stream of sperm that was pooling in between the girl’s legs. After some time the girl opened her eyes, but looking down, Chastity could see that she was totally vacant, like a child. Chastity felt a slight ping of heat in her loins again as she thought of what the girl had just experienced, but fought it down vehemently, vowing to protect the girl and herself.
Just then there was a shuffling in the bushes as the one or two men who had not been caught by the translucent creatures returned to see what happened. Chastity jumped up like a thunderbolt. Suddenly she understood the whole social order: these men were the lowest on the totem pole. They hunted already beaten, helpless women like scavengers collecting the scraps and then they used them as they pleased. Now they had come back to get the girl.
"Dirty, Sniveling, Low-life, Cowardly, Dumb-ass, Good-for-nothing, Pencil-dicked WEAKLINGS!!!!" She raged. She knew the pencil-dicked part was totally untrue, but comparatively speaking she had a point. The men didn't really know what to make of her. They didn't seem at all frightened, and their thick muscles could attest that they were not at all weak, but they didn't walk right up and grab her either.
Pulling the girl up by the arm, Chastity started to back away from the men. Then she heard another man coming down the path behind her. She was obviously going to have to fight her way out and yet she was totally unarmed.
"Well, let's see if all that 'learning' I did in the Arena actually taught me anything - besides how to cum that is…" She said to herself as she looked around for a suitable weapon. The girl wasn't any help; she was annoyed at having to move and it was getting increasingly more difficult for Chastity to drag her around.
The three men started to circle the women, closing in on them. One of them had a club-like hunk of root in his hand. Chastity picked up a small stone and took aim at that one. She wound up like a pitcher, bringing her knee up all the way to her chest and then threw with tremendous force. The rock whistled through the air, sailing right into his head with a loud "Clunk!"
The big man staggered backward, but the blow only seemed to enrage him more. He grunted loudly and flushed with anger, then he roared a terrifying battle cry and charged at Chastity with his club raised above his head with both hands.
Chastity stumbled backwards at the onset of his charge, but just as he was almost on top of her, she instinctively attacked back. Her right foot sailed with amazing speed and accuracy right between his legs, crunching hard against his soft organs and stopping him in his tracks. Beads of sweat sprung from his forehead and his face turned a sallow white as it drained of color. He dropped his club at his feet and curled into a tight ball, falling with an ungodly expression of indescribable pain on his face.
Chastity snatched the club from the earth and turned to inflict a severe beating on the other two. Much to her surprise the girl was no longer by her side, but was instead walking gleefully towards one of the men who was beckoning her.
"Oh, no you don't!" Chastity exclaimed as she rushed past the dazed girl and beat at the two men. They roared at her, but she roared at them back, swinging her club in a full circle upwards from the floor like a golf swing. Her blow connected with one of them on the chin in mid roar. Chastity could almost see stars circling his head as he fell backward stiffly. The other man yelped and ran before she could get to him.
"Ha! You've got to take on a REAL woman now that CHASTITY is in town!" she boasted as she swung her new club over her shoulder, strutting. "That's right, I'm bad! I'm busty! I'm brainy! And I'm going to kick some butt!"
Then she looked over at the naked girl, at the way she was staring at her, almost incredulously… "What?!" she blurted, snatching the girl's arm and leading her away.
The two of them walked through the strange countryside carefully. It was beginning to get dark and Chastity needed to find them some food and shelter. Food was no problem, but the thought of sleeping out in the open with all these things about didn't sound at all promising. As they continued to walk the landscape gradually began to change. They began to climb uphill, and large granite rocks were interspersed among the trees. It was too dark to be sure, but several times Chastity thought she saw one of the rocks move, once she was sure a tree was swaying in the wrong direction to the wind.
Cherry was growing increasingly more pouty, and resented being made to slink along in the woods. Several times when Chastity looked around she caught her touching herself and had to snatch her hand away, much to the girl's displeasure. Once she even tried to feel Chastity's breast, but was coldly rebuffed.
Eventually they found a small outcropping of overhanging rock that would serve perfectly as a shelter. Chastity prepared for the night by collecting several armfuls of dried branches and twigs, carefully piling them in front of the opening to their mini-cave as camouflage. She knew that she couldn't stay awake all night, every night, and everyday too. She knew, also, that it would be no use alternating shifts with Cherry; the little nympho was just as likely to go out looking for trouble than anything else. So, eventually, she leaned back against the rock and fell into a fitful sleep.
She started to have a vivid dream. She became aware that she was dreaming part way through, but for some reason she resisted the temptation to wake up. She couldn't quite put her finger on it but it felt like a premonition of some sort, as if something were trying to communicate with her or warn her.
She was being led down a corridor, but this was no ordinary corridor, it was more like a tunnel inside a mountain. She couldn't really be sure in her dream but it looked like the walls of the tunnel were organic. Her hands were chained at the wrist like Cherry's once were and several of her captives were pulling her along, or pushing her from behind. They were humanoid, but their skin was a milky white and they seemed to have no eyes at all. In fact, they reminded her of some burrowing animals she had once seen - things that had lost their eyesight over time.
Even so, they seemed to have no trouble maneuvering down the tunnel. Chastity could see herself from above, as if she were floating like a phantom observing the scene secretly. Again she had the feeling of a premonition. She continued to watch her double, feeling very uneasy. They were descending steeply and the air was getting warmer and moister. The walls of the tunnel were becoming an organic pink color and stalagmites hung from the ceiling like tonsils. She could see that she was very scared. She was yanking at her bonds and twisting and turning, but never the less the group was making quick progress.
Chastity looked closer at herself as she was led along in her dream. The woman was definitely the same person: same beautiful curves, same strong, muscle-toned body, same soft skin, but she was completely naked and she seemed somehow different… There was a tattoo etched in blue on her inner thigh and she seemed exhausted, as if she had been through an awful lot. The tattoo was very distinctive, about three inches wide with a maze of swirls spinning out in a sharp diamond from the center.
The girl was finally led into a large cavernous opening in the center of what seemed like a mountain. In her dream she could sense that she had reached her destination. The room was extremely hot and she couldn't shake the feeling that she was inside some kind of a tremendous organism. There were many, many more of her tormentors waiting inside. They were standing in pews that rose up along the walls of the room in a great circle. The way the room vaulted like a huge amphitheater reminded Chastity of the Arena.
All the humanoids were milky white and blind like the others she had seen. They were not moving or talking, only standing up stiffly, like as if they were at attention before some kind of ritual. She was led into the center of the room. Chastity could see herself crying and kicking at her guards. She seemed petrified beyond anything she had ever imagined.
In the center of the room there was a spiny, wet looking mound that seemed to grow right out of the earth. It was a deep red, almost purple, and although it seemed part of the very floor it was much darker in color and it looked organic - as if it were a bud of some sort.
Chastity was led right into the center and forced to kneel. She was thrashing about trying to desperately get away, but the things manacled her knees and ankles to clamps in the ground. Then they took off her wrist bonds only to shackle them again out to her sides, onto chains that were secured to the earth some five feet to either side. The creatures then stepped back and got into place with all the others. She was left kneeling in the center of the room, surrounded by rows and rows of strange, blind creatures and she seemed terribly afraid.
Even as Chastity witnessed this in her dream she felt herself tense - she was watching herself, her own body, bound and frightened, and it seemed so real. She noticed now that there was a large hole in the center of the bud directly under her body. The hole was dark and wet and seemed to curl in on itself. Even as she watched a thick white proboscis started to slither out of the hole like a giant tongue. It was absolutely enormous, thick and slimy and pale white. Chastity watched her double go nuts as she looked down and saw the thing slithering towards her naked pussy. She was shifting her hips wildly trying to evade the tip as it slithering back and forth. In fact, except for the hole on top, it acted just like a tongue: thickening at times so that its girth pressed against Chastity's thighs and then thinning out, drawing itself up.
Chastity cringed as she saw it quickly find its mark and press against her pussy. It was so wet and slimy that it easily parted her lips and pushed inside. But the thing kept growing longer, emerging out of the ground and pressing directly between Chastity's legs and into her pussy. She felt incredibly full already and yet it continued to slither, shifting her hips with it. She was screaming at the top of her lungs as she watched her abdomen bulge as the thing slithered in, twisting and pushing. It felt like the entire mountain was fucking her, as if she were connected to its very core. She felt that she was going to explode, but, worse, she felt incredibly ripe, as if she were a perfect reproductive vessel. The pressure on her insides was tremendous and growing every second. Sweat was streaming off her body and the thing was jerking her bound body helplessly as it squirmed. The only sounds in the room were squishing sounds coming from between her legs and her own moans ringing in her ears. Her moaning picked up in pitch as she felt the bones in her pelvis shift, accommodating the mass entering her.
It stopped pressing into her, holding itself inside her instead. She could hardly breath, her insides felt as if they were pushed up against her diaphragm and it was too much for her to draw a full breath. So instead her breath came as quick short gasps. She began to feel dizzy. Her eyes were rolling into her head and it looked like she was about to pass out. Then the pressure let up slightly as the thing thinned a little. She took a tremendous breath, only to have it forced out of her again as it thickened. Again it let off slightly, her fists unclenching in relief, but suddenly she squealed as she felt the tip begin to twist in small undulating circles. The feeling was entirely different - like it was stimulating every nerve ending of her lower body as it the thing was pulsated and vibrated. She was completely at its mercy.
"So, its going to happen to me too" Chastity thought as she watched. She looked just like the other girls, overwhelmed, reacting immediately and mindlessly to every stimulation, trapped and chained.
Chastity watched as something thick slapped her in her mid back. It was a long, stiff rod that curved up out of the ground, riding between her ass cheeks and up to about her mid back. It looked as if the girl in the dream hadn't even noticed its presence. As the thing inside her pussy twisted, it shifted her hips up along the pole in a sawing motion. The area between her ass cheeks grew slick with its secretions. Then the girl looked back behind her - her eyes bulging as she started screaming anew.
The pole started retracting down into the rock, slowly descending along her back and between her cheeks until it was lined up with her ass. The girl in the dream seemed to be cumming already - screaming uncontrollably at only the thought of what was going to happen to her. She was wrenching at her chains as she came again and again.
As the thing pushed forward the girl seized, groaning in desperation. Her breathing stopped as she felt it slip inside. An earth shattering orgasm seemed to be detonating in her brain. Chastity watched her own image yielding, submitting, succumbing… Suddenly cum splashed onto her chest. She hadn't even noticed all the other men in the room. They were all holding there own small white members in their hands, yanking ferociously. Like firecrackers they came one by one, sending their sperm flying in an arc across the room and onto Chastity's convulsing body. Her body was covered in sperm as more and more of them exploded. Even as this was happening the thing underneath her started to vibrate deeply, the very earth shaking as the thing prepared to erupt.
Chastity woke up just as her dream double screamed a final earth shattering scream - her head snapped back, her breasts pointed skyward and her muscles clenched as she felt the first rush of sperm shoot inside her.
She was still in her little shelter when she opened her eyes. She was dripping with sweat, and breathing in sporadic gasps. It was just getting light and Cherry was looking at her with huge puppy dog eyes. She had obviously become so turned on watching Chastity squirm in her sleep that she was busy rubbing herself guiltily, afraid that Chastity might get angry with her again. Chastity just ignored her, letting herself rub contently - she was too turned-on herself. Then she noticed that her mini-cave had changed somewhat, instead of stone, there was now a little passage that led into the darkness.
"Come on - we are getting out of here." She said, getting up quickly and leading Cherry away. She had had a premonition - a warning not to descend into the cave as she might have in her search for another community. Still, as she considered it, leaving wasn't so easy; part of her liked what she had seen. Part of her clung to that image.
Now she had another mystery to solve - who was helping her and why?
To the reader: I intentionally left the ending open-ended. This was how my fantasies always ended, leaving me room to pick up where I left off. If you liked the story and feel inspired to continue it, please do so. Perhaps you would like to add a character or two or explore the intricacies of the Dome further. I only ask that you do nothing to poor Chastity that would be irreversible. Anything can happen to her in her dreams however… J