Getting to know the Locals

The behemoth charges, forcing you both to dive to either side. Tentacles whip past you as you hit the ground hard. Rolling onto your back, you try to take aim but you landed in a patch of puffballs. The squid-rex spins in and out of focus as you try to sight down the barrel of your gun. You curse as your shots go wide.

“How did you miss?” shouts Bellextra as she fends off four attackers. “That thing is the size of a barn! No, it’s bigger than a barn!”

“Shut up!” you cry as you lob a grenade at a charging group of hunters. It’s a good thing you don’t need to be too accurate with explosives because those puff balls are really doing a number on you. The grenade bursts and sends two of the assaulting party into their compatriots. Staggering to your feet leaves you light headed and only by blindly firing your pulse rifle gives you the breathing room you need to clear your head.

“Distract the beast, I’ll get my gun.” Bellextra shouts a she grapples with two rain slicked aliens.

Oh sure take the easy job. You pull out you’re whip and lash out at two more who came too close. You try and take in your surroundings, looking for lights that aren’t moving that would indicate a lack of hostiles. Unfortunately, your head is still fuzzy and the whole world is wobbling back and forth. The approaching thunder of the beast’s footfalls makes the choice for you. Barely glancing over your shoulder as you seek cover, you see the ever shifting silhouette of its head, tentacles flailing in the rain.

You bolt towards a dense grove of trees just ahead of you. There’s no way that thing will be able to reach you if you get in there. If you can make it...

A tentacle wraps itself around your waist. “Shit, shit, shitty, SHIT!” you scream as it lifts you up. Holding the trigger down, you pour blaster fire into the creature until another tentacle loops around your arms. You try to arm yourself with a grenade, but it is knocked from your hand, detonating impotently below you. The two arm tentacles lift you up before and you are transferred to its mouth tentacles, leaving your entire torso and thighs cocooned while your feet kick comically.

For a moment all you can do is despair at your current predicament until you look over the beasts shoulder. “Hey!” you shout. “Bellextra where the fuck do you think you’re going?”

Bellextra doesn’t pause her rapid retreat. “You’re doing a great job,” she calls over her shoulder. “I really support your decisions.”

“Bellextra you cowardly slut! When I get out of this I will sell you to the cheapest brothel I can find!” You yell at her shrinking backside.

The alien riding the leviathan follows your gaze. With an excited yet business like manner, he redirects the creature. “Kyup, kyup. Hoaha!” He points his spear and tugs on a complex set of reigns threaded through the tentacles surrounding the monsters circular mouth. Slowly, at first, but with unrelenting momentum, the ponderous footfalls close the distance. Bellextra yelps when she looks over her shoulder and puts on a burst of speed, but it’s no use. With each monstrous stride, the gap between hunter and prey shrinks until two arm tentacles reach out for her. Maybe there’s still some juice in that gauntlet because she makes a good show of fighting back against the tendrils, but there really isn’t anything to do against being lifted off the ground. The beast ends the fight when one tentacle holds on to her legs and the other pulls off the gauntlet, tossing it into the woods.

A cheer erupts from the aliens riding the howdah and you can’t help but join them. Sure, you’re about to be gang **** and probably taken to live a life of humiliation and sexual debauchery, but at least you won’t be alone.

The beast lets out a strange cross between a purr and a chirp as it’s rider pats it on the head. Returning to the main group of hunters the two of you are held out for display to a celebrating crowd. Then, without ceremony, you are dropped in a heap amongst them.

Pushing yourself up on your hands and knees the first thing you notice is glowing tip in front of your face. Up close the alien form is much more clear. Reverse jointed legs let the leather skinned creature easily bend low enough that his glowing member is at perfect BJ height. Cackling, he starts to slap the half hard member against your face.

The rest of them take this a signal and rush their new captives. Dozens of hands pull you up and grope you, ripping open your shirt. Your arms are pulled wide and your breast are roughly felt up while someone aggressively rubs your crotch. When the hunter who dick slapped you pulls off the rebreather, the full effects of Hellno’s atmosphere hits you full **** and you instantly reach a shuddering orgasm.

Bellextra fairs no better than you. One of the dominant aliens is holding her arms behind her back while two of her friends (for the first time you notice some of the aliens are clearly feminine) lift her up by each leg. Suspended and exposed, her red dick sticks up like a monument to excited lust, a slight dribble of precum leaking down the side. A fourth alien lines up and shoves his schlong inside her. Bellextra cries out in pleasure as he goes to town on her ass. Meanwhile, another female laughs as she viciously jacks her off. It surprises you not a whit that Bellextra quickly cums. Her molester directs the ejaculate all over Bellextra’s chest, and doesn’t slow down after Bellextra finishes her climax. The last thing you notice before strong hands **** you onto a stronger dick is Bellextra trying to stroke pussy of the alien holding her arms with the limited freedom available to her hands.

Your open mouth closes on the dick in front of you and you are **** all the way down to the base of the alien shaft. All you can do is gurgle as the the head pushes against the back of your throat. There is pain in your arms as they pull off your flight suit violently, nearly wrenching your shoulders out of their sockets. More tugging around your waist tells you they are trying to remove the bottom half of your one piece flightsuit. The difficulty of course being that in order to take it off, they need you to stand up, something that the man face fucking you doesn’t seem keen on. Apparently, the compromise is to tie your arms together at the elbows while he paints your face with his seed. Of course their spunk glows.

After your arms are appropriately restrained, you are thrown to the ground and the lower half of your clothing is removed. Now nude and on your back, as you should be, another alien spreads your legs and easily slides into your soaked pussy. Being on the receiving end of an alien gang bang wasn’t on your long list of fantasies you had while traipsing through the jungle after Bellextra, but now that you’re here being roughly pounded by the primitives, that seems like an oversight. The sounds of submissive pleasure and dominant glee intermingle throughout the strange forest.

When your current partner finishes, you are flipped over so that your ass is in the air. A few smacks from a whip like creeper leave you hot and ready to serve the next conqueror. As if reading your mind an unseen alien pierces your vag. Each thrust forces a scream of pleasure from your throat and pushes your face deeper into the jungle loam. From your prone position, you can just make out Bellextra. Like you her arms are tied behind her, or rather under her. The aliens have pinned her to the ground and one female is riding her to a blissful nirvana while a male has shoved his cock in her mouth. Regular slaps to her generous tits and pinches to erect nipples incentivize her to perform well. As you cum from your own brutal ****, Bellextra’s hips jerk and buck under her dominatrix. Laughing, the alien shoos away the male receiving oral from Bellextra. He is definitely annoyed (as he should be), but he reluctantly pulls out and strokes himself just above Bellextra's face. The female lifts her self up off Bellextra’s shining cock, clamping her hand over her pussy as she does so. Moving herself so that she squats over Bellextra’s panting mouth, she removes her hand and clenches her abs, splurting all of Bellextra’s cum on to the humiliated futa’s face. The man who had his fellatio interrupted finds that as hot as you would if your positions were reversed, and quickly rubs one out so that the neon green cum of the aliens mixes with Bellextra’s own seed.

You really want to see what happens next, but the aliens having their way with you have their own plans. They pick you up by your restrained elbows and your hair while another alien lies under you on his back with his cock up and then roughly **** you down. Naturally, you would have happily sank on it willingly but as a fellow domme, you understand that there are certain standards that must be met when breaking in new slaves.

Slaves. There is no illusion in your mind right now that is what you and Bellextra are right now. Maybe later, you’ll come to your dominant senses and find some way out of this. It’s happened before. But for now, you can’t think of escape. All you can think of is how good it feels to please the men and women who have taken and subdued you. And of course, the second cock rubbing against your puckered asshole. You breathe deep, partly because what is happening inside your pussy feels so right, and partly to prepare yourself for the anal **** you are about to receive. You squeal in delight as your second hole is invaded, causing your juices to squirt all over the waist of the man below you. The sound of joy is abruptly cut off as another hard cock is shoved in your mouth.

You’ve never been this full; this complete. The submissive part of your brain screams into the foreground of your mind. I’ve been defeated and this is what I deserve and want. Perhaps it’s the spores of this planet's plant life driving your mind to depravity, but this is amazing. As you do everything you can to please the deserving manhood in your mouth the two lower invaders rock back and forth, each movement taking you closer and closer to another orgasm. Soon you lose count of the orgasms and the beings you’ve served. Each time one cock finishes more take their place. It seems like it will never end. Until it finally does.

After a small eternity, or a long epoch, you and Bellextra are left in exhausted heaps. Heavy breaths, both yours and your captors fill the air. Your body is covered in luminous semen while on Bellextra, her own white cream intermixes with the alien jizz. The one you assume is the leader stands in the center an raises both hands. The group does the same, cheering as they do so. After a quick speech in their own language, you two are dragged to your feet.

Bellextra struggles a bit, which earns you both some nice punishment. An iron grip holds you two in place while your tits get a whipping that leaves your flesh striped red, and your pussy eager for more. More ropes are produced and the two of you are tied in the same painfully tight rope harnesses. Extra loops go around each boob making them bulge in a way you’ve always found sexy when inflicted on your subs. After re-securing the elbows, wrists are tied together and pulled up to a loop around the neck, keeping a constant pressure on your throat and forcing your elbows to stick out painfully. Bellextra’s cock and balls receive their own harness tie which leaves the former champion whimpering. The females laugh as they tie off each nut and tightly wrap cords around the base of her shaft and sack.

While all this was happening, a few of the aliens were rooting around in the underbrush. You didn’t think too much of this at the time since you were being whipped and restrained but when they come back with some suspiciously shaped tubers, you and Bellextra both let out a groan. They allow/**** you to lube them with your mouths. Or perhaps clean them. Both of the ones that are going inside you are pretty dirty and foul tasting. Once the soil has been removed, the smooth tubular roots are inserted into each of your holes. After the stretching you just received, they easily slide inside and are secured with a tight crotch rope. Perhaps wisely assuming that Bellextra would give them more trouble, they take extra steps to secure her. To truly immobilize her, cords are tied around her thighs and calves so that they are **** together. Threading a rope through her cum soaked braid, they pull it as far back as it will go and use the rope to tie her ankles crossed. The result is a brutal hogtie that still leaves her juicy bits available for torment and pleasure. For a finishing touch, you both receive a bit gag made out of length of wood and some hempen chord.

When the preparations are complete you are leashed with rope. Bellextra mode of transportation is harsher. They suspend her from a pole carried on the shoulder of two aliens. Ropes support her weight at her chest harness and waist. When they lift her up, her still hard cock hangs down, swaying back and forth as they do so. A droplet of cum, either a leftover from earlier or perhaps fresh precum, hangs from her engorged tip. The hunter in back, a female whose own figure is worth binding and fucking, immediately begins toying with your rival-turned-co-****'s sexy bits. One hand jerks the bound dick while pushing on the tuber with her thumb. With that you are marched into the woods.