Part 13: Finally getting to see the boss

Jane managed to enjoy a second orgasm and was well on her way to her third when the bindings released her. Surprised, she tumbled off the metal horse and landed in an exhausted heap on the icy floor. Only her gag and the twin sets of cuffs that rigidly locked her arms behind her back remained as even the blindfold removed itself. She looked with blurry vision at the two figures before her: a human male with a Luxvan female clinging seductively to his arm.

The stocky man wore pants covered with armor plates and utility pockets and a heavy leather vest akin to a tabard. On the right breast, gold thread was stitched into three spiraling, manacle-tipped arms that symbolized the Galactic Shackles. Thick with muscles, his arms were left bare, likely by design.

The woman had a much more intriguing outfit, giving Jane an eyeful as she peeled herself off of the man. A breastless and crotchless teddy covered tiny patches of her immaculate, porcelain skin with sheer material. Studded leather bands reinforced her delicate lingerie, forming a harness to frame her nude breasts with two strips trailing down her flat tummy to be garter straps for her stockings. Her scarlet-colored hair was done up in a high bun and pinned with golden skewers that matched the rest of her jewelry. Jane's eyes widened as she took in skimpily-clad beauty standing in front of her. This woman wasn't wearing a collar. Had she dressed so provocatively of her own volition? She'd heard the snow-white aliens naturally tended towards servitude, but this Luxvan couldn't beg to be fucked anymore if she wore a sign around her neck.

"Surprised? Didn't expect me to be organizing these knuckleheads?" chuckled the man. "I thought you'd've recognized my voice when I was strapping you onto that cruel fucker, but I guess you had other things on your mind." Returning her focus to the balding human, Jane was able to recognize him after a few seconds. He was Commander Fisk Monger, one of the council bodyguards frequently assigned to Amare. Evidently, this pig had betrayed his oath for some short-term profit. At least, that solves some mysteries about the slaver organization, Jane told herself trying to keep her anger in check, mainly how they'd managed to outmaneuver the Federation so consistently. This traitorous scum knowing their playbook would have made things tricky. "Speaking of the **** wedge," Fisk continued, unaware of Jane's hatred boiling under the surface "have you learnt your lesson about escape attempts?"

Jane weakly nodded; she'd have to make sure she was successful next time. Glibness aside, Fisk's presence could make things difficult. Before advancing to his bodyguard position, he'd demonstrated a talent in both ship to ship and urban combat. He'd easily be able to ferret Jane out if her escape attempt didn't go perfectly. Playing this subtle and close to the chest was her only option.

"Glad you're seeing reason and I can get back to showing you where a cunt like you actually belongs."

The Luxvan's highheels clicked on the metal floor as she stepped forward. Bending at her waist and no doubt giving Fisk an exquisite view of her exceptional ass, the sultry lingerie model sniffed at the metal wedge that had been until recently biting into Jane's pussy. One of the interesting aspects of her race was that their hair changed color with their emotion. Jane witnessed this first hand as although her expression didn't change her hair streaked with ink until it became dark gold, only a shade from black.

"Is everything alright, Lily? you're looking a bit angry."

The Luxvan's mouth stretched wide into a smile. "Just disappointed, Sir," she said. "This piece of human filth cannot even produce quality fluids. We will likely have to sell her for a low price."

"Listen to that," laughed the former commander, "Lilith here put up the bucks for all this and I wouldn't have got far without her advice, but she still calls me sir and begs to suck me dry every night. You could learn a lot about your proper place from the Luxvans."

The alien slut smiled with a mixture of pride and arousal, her hair taking on streaks of pink. "I simply like to bring out the best in people."

He waved dismissively. "Don't worry about her cunt juices Lily. I'm sure plenty of scum will pay top credit to have the great Jane Pegasus on display in their trophy room."

Lilith bowed in submissive agreement.

A noticeable bulge was starting to strain against the corrupt Commander Monger's pants. "Now that that's sorted, I think this slut has had enough for one day. Drag her to a cage then make your way to my room."

Jane exhaled with relief; enduring so much **** had left her exhausted, and if they locked her in a cage, she'd probably be able to masturbate. That third orgasm felt frustratingly close.

"Oh, thank you, sir," the Luxvan excitedly said. "I was worried you were going to make me start training her holes tonight." She looked down and shyly admitted. "Making me watch her fuck those machines while I'm this horny would be down right cruel."

The brutish leader smiled sadistically, still hungrily eyeing the effectively naked alien. "On second thought, I'll let Harlot take care of me tonight, but if you do a good job training this bitch and can beg real good, I'll consider letting you sleep on the sybian." He chuckled.

A whimper of delight trembled through Lilith's body as she bowed again.

As Fisk left the room, Jane managed a glance at her surroundings. In keeping with the pain-horse she'd just spent hours riding, the chamber was made of uncaring metal streaked with cum and other fluids Jane didn't want to guess at. There were strange devices all throughout the room, many with brutish cuffs and hard edges. The bound **** would have shivered even if the steel floor wasn't sucking the warmth from her body. However, Jane only had a moment to appreciate the sinister atmosphere before Lilith grabbed her collar and started pulling her across the floor. "Please don't sleep on the job, worm," she mused in a cheerful tone that made worm feel like a term of endearment. "I have a lesson to teach." The Luxvan was bent seductively at the waist and continued to do so as she kept a tight grip on Jane's collar forcing the handcuffed woman to belly crawl over the chilly floor. The bedraggled officer half-expected her razor-erect nipples to cut into the steel as she scraped them across it.

"I know there's still some commando training in there," explained the surprisingly fit alien female, "and I bet you're thinking of a half dozen ways to get the drop on me." She hummed nostalgically. "Normally, I wouldn't mind, but I don't think you're the sort to fuck me silly after tying me up... yet. So for now you will simply have to be secured."

Their destination was only a few feet away. It was a connector welded into the floor that Jane's collar locked into with a menacing click. The defenseless soldier was completely immobilized by this, with her face and breasts firmly pressed into the floor as Lilith got to work.

Although Jane was stapled to the floor by her collar, the Luxvan kept most of her weight on the commander's back while she changed her bindings. Near constantly, Jane felt the press of the Luxvan's knee or the sharp stab of her stiletto heels on her back. The helpless nature of her situation smoldered her arousal and left her compliant. Jane's arms remained limp when Lilith removed the shackles from them, and the horny soldier hungrily looked over her shoulder as the porcelain skinned alien secured a black band, each with a simple O-ring sticking out, around her arms just above the elbow. Next, Lilith gently folded Jane's arms so that her palms touched her shoulders. Then she cocooned the compliant woman's arms with layers of dark red tape until Jane couldn't even wiggle her fingers. Finally she linked a short chain between Jane's elbow O-rings, forcing her arms back.

When it was all done, Lilith straddled the naked captive rubbing the soft, milk-white pussy into her back. She leaned forward to whisper in Jane's ear while painfully pinching and twisting her own nipple. "You're being a very good bitch," her honeyed tongue cooed. "Do you like your new bindings? I find it's quite a delightful one to be in," the sultry alien paused to lick Jane's ear, "it dutifully presents the tits much like an armbinder, while also keeping the ass available." She groped the **** human's posterior to prove her point.

The bondage made Jane feel helpless. All she could do was moan, which she did, especially when Lilith's finger curled its way to her pussy.

The submissive alien beauty cooed to herself, then slid off of Jane. She laid beside the pinned officer deliberately giving an envious eye-full of her round breasts. Jane had a hard time not staring at her functionally-naked jailor; her skin had a soft sheen like white latex that looked very pleasing. Her hair had changed to a bright shade of pink with slight streaks of purple. Jane suspected that meant she was horny based on the lust burning in the alien's eyes. "You must be simply exhausted from your day so far," Lily pouted seductively while the words poured out of her mouth like syrup. "But you're almost as wet as me, so I suspect you'll enjoy getting your holes trained." She dragged her index finger across Jane's upper lip, leaving a steak of the human's own juices just under her nose. "Just in case, I'll give you an incentive; be an obedient little cupcake all session, and I'll let you take a dildo back to your cage." The helpless commander's breath quickened at the promise of a toy. "Good," smiled Lily, "on your knees please. We need that tush in the air."

Still collared to the ground, Jane presented her rear end as best she could and was rewarded with an encouraging spank when the Luxvan walked behind her. Lily spoke as eloquently as a professor beginning a lecture. "Getting fucked isn't as simple as it sounds, not for a decent slut anyway. Rocking your hips into each thrust and tightening at the proper times are essential to maximize your owner's pleasure, or whoever you are shared with." While Jane absorbed Lily's sing-song advice, she felt the head of a dildo press against her pussy lips.