Meat Locker

It was again April's turn to cook and as the today's dinner was baking in the oven, she headed down the hall to fetch frozen meat for tomorrow's and the next day's meals. Although technically Officers in the United States Navy, the four scientists had only undergone a sixteen week Officer Candidate School. They routinely referred to the decks as floors, overheads as ceilings, heads as bathroom, the galley as a kitchen.

But the sign on the walk-in freezer had been installed by the Navy. So, it was a meat locker that April exited with a dishpan loaded with beef and pork.

The dropped pan and meat made a loud clanging noise when April let go in shock. The creature was there and his powerful hands were stretching out towards her.

"No . . . No . . . No," she shook her head as she backed away from it. "Not again . . . Please, not again."

The towering creature easily **** the terrified April to her knees, and even though she knew it was futile, she tried to keep her jaws clamped tightly together. As if peeling an orange, the creature easily pried the young woman's mouth open and shoved his erection down her throat. Her eyes bulged and her hands flailed around, repeatedly striking her violator's thighs and belly. All to no effect. He just stood there with wide-spread, firmly planted feet and held her head with both hands as he throat-fucked her.

From time to time he would withdraw his cock to give her a chance to breathe. By now he had enough experience with his captive cocksuckers to know that they would black out from lack of oxygen. He did not want to kill any of them. He just wanted to use their mouths and throats to get off.

As the ordeal persisted, April's strength waned. Her blows, never effective in the first place, became weaker. Less frequent as she labored not to pass out.

Suddenly her eyes flew open wide and her shoulders jerked in recoil when the creature fired off his first volley of cum down her throat. She twisted and squirmed, frantically trying to escape as that twitching, spasming cock continued to dump alien cum down her gullet.

It was sometime later that April was able to get up off the floor and wearily load the frozen food back into the metal dishpan. She weakly staggered back down the hall to the kitchen.