They're thrown into an orgy

{You little slut} growled Nemesis. She seized Callum by the hair and craned his head back painfully. His wrists came together, fastened by powerful psychic bonds, as did his ankles. He was stretched taut over Nemesis' lap, face-down. His neck was painfully cranked back and his vision was blurry. He gasped, drawing in long, ragged breaths. His butt burned so painfully, it felt as if it were on fire. Smiling cruelly down at him, Nemesis placed the flat side of the paddle against his butt, just barely touching him. Callum's whole body twisted and he screamed, a long shriek with his eyes bulging.
"No! No! No! Please no! Mom, please! Not again!" he screamed, shaking violently. Nemesis cackled.
{Oh, are you thinking of your stepmother, you disgusting little beast?} she sneered, {Are you afraid of her still? Maybe I should burn you the way she did. I think someone can get me a cigarette, yes, or a hot cinder...}
The paddle landed again. Callum shrieked, his eyes rolling in sheer terror, thrashing and shuddering over Nemesis' lap.
"No! Mom, please, no!" he screamed, trying in vain to pull away from her. His consciousness was like a war zone, a livid kaleidoscope of sneering faces, cackling women, hot cinders, blows landing on him in all directions. He screamed again as psychic whips began to strike him from different directions, cracking across his skin. Whips on his back, canes on his feet. Psychic mouths bit and nipped at his buttocks and nipples. Something like a noose tightened around his neck, not quite strangling him but making him lightheaded and dizzy.

Esmeralda stared at Callum, breathing heavily. Pasiphaë removed the gag for a moment, allowing her to speak with both her real and psychic voice.
{Got something to say?} asked Pasiphaë, gently milking the redhead's pert nipples.
{Oh, no.} Esmeralda whimpered, practically ignoring her captor, {Please, Goddess, no...}
Her heart was breaking for him. How could Nemesis do this? She knew that Nemesis was bad, but she had no idea that Nemesis could really be this cruel. Did that woman know no limits at all? Was there any line in the universe she wouldn't cross when subjugating someone she felt to be her inferior?
{Goddess, what a horrible woman!} cried Esmeralda, {She's going to kill him! Pasiphaë! Please! P-please do something! Please, Pasiphaë! Please help him!}
{Oh, you silly girl} said Pasiphaë, lightly running her fingers up and down Esme's flanks, {Why are you so upset? So what if he dies? There are billions of human males. And my, but your pussy doesn't lie. You enjoy watching this happen to him}
With those words, Pasiphaë ran her hand down Esme's soft, taut, quivering white stomach, over her red bush, and slipped two fingers into her slit, rubbing up and down. Esme moaned, cheeks burning with shame, as Pasiphaë expertly manipulated her clit with one hand. The other hand roamed up to her mouth, sliding a few fingers in over her tongue.
{Enjoy the view} whispered Pasiphaë, {Watch your little friend being spanked until he's incoherent. When she's done with him, if he still breathes, I might let you have a turn...}

"No! No, please, not again!" Callum screamed, face stark-white with terror. He felt the paddle rubbing his butt again.
{Are you ready?} snarled Nemesis, {One more slap, and then I'm going to burn you. Right on the arms, where mommy used to do it, you useless little shit!}
Callum whimpered, his breath hitching in his throat, and then sobbed. He began shaking and crying uncontrollably, his nose running. More spanks landed on his aching butt. He didn't even have the energy to scream anymore. Nemesis just continued spanking him, laughing maniacally.
{Do you like that, you pathetic little shit-stain? Do you enjoy being treated this way? This must be what you want. This is all you're good for,} she sneered. Callum wailed and sobbed, his face bright red and his eyes squeezed tightly shut, helpless against the rain of blows and pain. Pinpricks began to **** him all over his body, sharp stabbing sensations like needles. And finally, in his right arm, something like a burning cigarette. He screamed one last time, and then went limp.

The weakening of his aura, which Esmeralda had noticed earlier, became more pronounced. His aura flickered, weakened, and then went blank.
{Callum! No!} yelled Esme, panicking when she saw him go limp. Oh, no. Had Nemesis drained him completely dry? Was he... was he...
She tried to call out to him, Pasiphaë removed her fingers from Esme's mouth. A tentacle descended from the ceiling, carrying a small object that Pasiphaë took in her hand. It was a red ball gag, which she quickly slipped into Esme's mouth and locked in place. The best Esmeralda could do was a smothered "hhhrrnnng" as drool ran down her chin and Pasiphaë relentlessly teased her clitoris. Against her will, she pushed her ass back against Pasiphaë's hips, wishing against wish that the High Executrix were wearing a neuro-stimulator to penetrate her with. Her eyes were wide and she was gasping through her nostrils. Pasiphaë's right hand began to move in slow, deliberate circles over Esme's clit, making her hips shudder. Pasiphaë's left hand moved up and groped Esme's breast, rubbing it sensually, pinching and milking her nipple. Esmeralda's wrists strained against their psychic bonds, her hips squirming spasmodically and unable to escape the High Executrix's deft, flawless pleasuring. She moaned helplessly and humped Pasiphaë's hand, cheeks burning with shame. She wished that she could help Callum, but all she could do was grind on her tormentor and grunt like a dumb, useless, horny slut.

There was a sudden burst of energy as Callum's aura surged back into being. Something in him rebelled against Nemesis' beatings. There was a tremendous boom as his psychic energy walloped Nemesis. The latter cursed, clutched her face, and fell sideways off of her throne, Callum rolling off her lap. He landed and rolled onto his back, now free of psychic bonds, and stared at the ceiling, wide-eyed and gasping.

Nemesis lay on her side. Her scarlet tunic and ridden up, exposing her muscled thighs and round, muscular butt. Her mound was covered by a thin, silk, scarlet thong, plump lips forming a noticeable camel toe through the fabric. She sat up, propping herself on one arm. Her eyes were a bit out of focus, and she was gasping worse than Callum.
{I... I... Fuck... what the fuck... what did... fuck... I... what!?} she said, looking incoherently in all directions.

The room was dead silent. Eris was still recovering from the orgasm that Callum had given her. Minerva stared in blank amazement. Esme was shocked, and temporarily forgot about Pasiphaë's hands on her body. And the High Executrix, for her part, forgot all about Esme. In all her centuries of existence, she'd never seen a surge of psychic energy like that. Nemesis was a powerful Executrix. After Pasiphaë and Phaedra, she was, perhaps, the third strongest Alfonian in terms of raw psychic power. And Callum had, involuntarily, smashed her shields and thrown her to the ground with a single blow. Even more strikingly, he did not seem tired as a result of doing this. The unfettered, unfocused use of his psychic potential had taken almost nothing out of him. How gifted was the little human male?

{That's it!} screamed Nemesis. Callum sat bolt upright, eyes wide as saucers, shoulders hunched and trembling.
{You impudent, insolent, intractable little fucking BASTARD!} Nemesis shrieked, face twisted with rage. She slowly rose to her feet. Her whole face was red, a single vein bulging in her forehead. She was so angry that one purple eye was looking slightly inward while the other was focused on Callum. Nemesis was someone who thought of herself as the center of the universe. The recent revelation that she could be literally dethroned with such ease was not being taken well. Her shapely body shook with rage, the scarlet tunic clinging to her wide hips and pert, medium-sized breasts.
{I'm going to kill you, you fucking little fucksit shitffacknns!} she bawled, lapsing into gibberish, {Ifyondontfuckingfuckffassa... Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you, you little piece of shit!} She raised her hand, and the paddle was replaced with something resembling a medieval mace, complete with spikes. This was not a sex toy. There could be no mistake: she meant to kill him.

{Enough!} shouted a powerful voice. It rang through the mental space of the room, silencing everything. It was Minerva.

Callum bit his lip and choked back a sob, his pale face blushing bright red, his eyes welling with tears. He was half-delirious from the spanking and the beating and passing out. Images of his stepmother, belittling and abusing and burning and beating him, echoed through his mind. His small, slender, pale body trembled, kneeling on the ground, narrow shoulders bowed and shaking with fear. He didn't trust Minerva. He feared her. But she and Eris were much less scary than Nemesis, who frightened him to ****. His butt burned with residual pain, bright red cheeks seeming to steam with pain, sweat, and arousal.

{She won't get you from me,} snarled Nemesis into his mind, {And I will use you however I wish! I will beat and fuck you until I'm done. I will make you my own. I might even have these little balls taken off to make you more docile. Do you hear me, you little cum-stain? And all that is assuming you even live through the next five minutes.}
Callum's control broke and he began sobbing uncontrollably. Tears streamed down his face.
"No! P-please, Nemesis! Please! Please!" he wailed.
{You can scream all you want, you little whore,} she sneered, {But I –}
{I said, enough!} shouted Minerva again, striding over to Nemesis, {You WILL hand him over. We need him intact and relatively unspoiled in order to serve as a useful research subject. I will not allow you to mutilate him or induce further trauma. Hand him over to me, NOW!}

A charged silence.

{And if I don't?} rang Nemesis' defiant challenge.
{Then we'll have it out over him,} said Minerva, {And you know how that will end. You and I have sparred before. For all your aggression, your dueling skills are technically sub-par, especially compared to my own. I will freely admit that you possess greater raw power, but you have never made disciplined use of it.}
Callum gasped. The wave of hatred and fury that washed over him, clearly coming from Nemesis, was so powerful that even a non-psychic person could have felt it easily. Nemesis' purple eyes smoldered with white-hot fury, her bright platinum blonde hair framing her face like a lion's mane.
{Fine, then. You overestimate yourself, navel-gazer!} snapped Nemesis, {No one has ever penetrated me. I've never been fucked. And I will happily beat you into submission.}
{Then put the boy aside,} said Minerva, {And come fight me.}
Nemesis rose to her feet. Psychic power coursed through her body, seeming to wave in the air around her like the heat over a hot grill.
{You can try to stop me,} she yelled, {But when I'm done beating you into submission, I'm going to fuck you until you scream. Do you hear me?}
{You're welcome to try,} said Minerva, maintaining an utterly neutral voice, {If I win, then I get to keep Callum and fuck you however I want.}
{Fine!} shouted Nemesis, {And if I win, then I get to kill Callum and cut off one of your pointy ears.}
Minerva nodded, apparently unmoved, and said, {Now... Shall we cross minds and swords, and the tribe not interfere?}
{Two warriors shall fight and let the goddess decide} said Nemesis.
{By mind or by blows, only one can prevail,} said Minerva.
{Let the victor take all, and the vanquished may cry,} said Nemesis.

Callum didn't know it, but he had just witnessed a formal agreement to a duel in Alfonian culture. This was serious. Two Executrices of their rank had not agreed to a formal duel in over two thousand years. There had been duels, of course. Between Alfonians of lesser stature, or less formal duels between highly-ranked Executrices. But a duel of this gravity had not been declared for a very long time. Even Pasiphaë was taken aback. Esmeralda sucked in a breath. Eris clapped one hand over her mouth in shock.

Callum stared in confusion.

{Callum!} said a bright, feminine voice behind him. He turned and saw Eris. She was smiling down at him. A light blush still dusted the tops of her plump breasts, her hard nipples sticking out like pencil erasers.

{They're going to duel over you. If you would like some... comfort, I'd be happy to help you.}
Eris smiled. She bent forward, resting her hands on her knees and sticking out her huge, round, pink bottom. Her enormous breasts hung like ripe fruit from her pillowy torso. She smiled at Callum, her dark hair sticky with sweat but still beautiful and shiny under the lights. She raised one hand, crooked her finger, and beckoned Callum hither. Her big, dark eyes were moist and wide, and her eyelashes curled beautifully above them. She looked like Venus.
{Come here, you silly boy,} she said softly, {I won't hurt you. I'm Eris. I'm nice to everyone. Did you know that I've had many human boys before? I've never hurt a single one. They're always happy and smiling when I'm done, because I'm very careful and gentle on them. I don't call them mean names. I'm not rough on their little bottoms. And I never, ever hit them – well, unless they ask me. And I might pinch those little nipples. Oh! But not too hard. Just enough to make it feel good. I know how delicate you are, you poor, sweet, darling little thing. All the human boys love me, Callum. Sometimes they call me... mommy.}
Callum froze. Something like painful lightning shot through his chest and he shivered, thinking of his stepmother. The scars on his arm felt a minute twinge of actual pain. His body shook with the pain of Nemesis' beatings.
{No, Callum,} said Eris, reading his thoughts, {Not like that. I'm a nice mommy. Especially for good boys who eat pussy. Do you eat pussy, Callum? Do you like to have your nipples played with? And your butt? Come here, you sweet, poor little thing. Come to me, Callum. Can you see my slit, Callum? Do you see how wet it is? It tastes so good, sweetheart...} Her voice was soft and breathy, sibilant, quivering with desire. There was no real tenderness in it, only the kind of tenderness that ached to put its tongue all over him. Only the sensual, hedonistic sort of sensitivity. She didn't care for Callum, the person. Only for Callum, the body.

Callum walked toward her. Eris sank down to her knees and beckoned him closer, her dark hair flung over her back. It came down to her waist, lying in damp dark strands over the sweaty globes of her huge butt.
{Come here, sweet Callum. You like girls with big boobs, don't you? Oh, but mine are big and soft. You can suckle all you want, Callum.}

Callum was still disoriented from being beaten by Nemesis. His butt burned terribly. His whole body was covered with bruises and welts. His eyes were red and puffy from crying. He shivered and flinched away from Eris, afraid she would hit him.
{Oh, you poor thing} she said, {She really has scared you half to ****, hasn't she? Well, I'm not going to do that.}
Eris reached out with her mind, sending a warm, soft, pink blanket of energy. To her utter surprise, something reached out from Callum and swatted it away. Her eyes widened in amazement. Did he... did he realize what he was doing? What he was capable of?
{Callum, honey,} she said, {There's nothing to be afraid of. You poor thing. You poor, poor thing. There's nothing to be afraid of, Callum. You want to taste my lips, don't you? You want to put your face down there?}
She reached out again, and Callum had let his guard down just enough for the blanket to go through. A warm, pink, energetic blanket wrapped around Callum's mind, soothing and shushing him. He could still feel the cold air of the chamber against his skin. He shivered, and looked at Eris' warm, soft, pink body, so plump and inviting.
{Come here, baby boy,} she said, {Come to me.}
He came close to Eris and she wrapped her arms around him. She giggled softly, squeezing him very gently against her. Callum felt her body, pink and malleable, pressing against him. He sighed, relaxing into her embrace. Eris was not who he wanted right now. She wasn't Phaedra, or even Esme. But she touched him softly and gently and that was what mattered. Eris placed one hand on the back of his head and guided him to her breast. He opened his mouth obediently and pressed his lips against her aureola, sucking it into his mouth and slurping it with his tongue, feeling the sweet, firm nipples rolling in his mouth. Callum closed his eyes and moaned softly around her massive boob. He clasped his hands in front of his chest as she hugged him to her, feeling the softness and warmth all around him.
{That's right, Callum,} she whispered, {Suck my nipple. Do you like that, sweetheart? Do you like how my breast feels in your mouth? Does it feel good when I touch your little butt, Callum?} he shivered and moaned, feeling her soft but strong hand sensuously grope and tease his buttocks. One of her hands was pressed against the back of his head while the other fondled his bottom. He winced and yelped where her hands passed over the bruises.
{Oh, goodness!} said Eris, {I'm sorry, Callum. Did I hurt your little bottom where Nemesis kept hitting you? It's okay, sweet boy. I can help...}
The hand behind his head trailed tantalizingly down his back, raising gooseflesh as her fingertips tickled his skin. Now both of her hands gripped his bottom. Some kind of warm, soothing energy emanated from her palms, numbing the pain in his butt cheeks.
{Is that better, you lovely, darling boy?} said Eris, {Do you like that?}
"Y-y-yes, Eris," said Callum. His little dick still strained in vain against the cage. He bucked his hips a little, and then returned his mouth to her nipple. Eris was still on her knees, cradling Callum in her arms. He humped her soft thigh and sucked her nipple. He made a frustrated sound in his throat, unable to get any stimulation through the chastity cage, but enjoying the opportunity to suckle at Eris' breast. The cage made a slight clicking sound as it slapped against her thigh, completely useless. Callum could feel the arousal burning in his belly.
{Good boy,} she moaned, {Keep sucking my nipple. Your little dick is locked up in that mean cage, isn't it? It's okay, Callum. I can make you feel good even in the cage.}
As she spoke, one of her fingers grazed his hole. She held him close, feeling his warm, hot mouth suckling her breast.
{Sssshhh, it's okay, sweety} she sighed, {Just relax in my arms. Everything is going to be okay. You're safe.}
"Mmmm," said Callum, holding his arms submissively behind his back, "Thank you, Eris."
{Not Eris,} she cooed, {Don't call me Eris. Forget about that mean, nasty lady on Earth. She was so mean, wasn't she, Callum? So terrible to you. Oh, Callum, you poor, sweet little thing! Nobody has ever been nice to you, have they? But I will. And you're not going to call me Eris. Instead, you will call me... Mommy.}
"I..." gasped Callum, feeling as if he were going to melt in her gentle embrace. Her body was soft and warm. His dick couldn't get hard in the cage, so he pushed it against her. He desperately humped her leg,. Small, quavering whines escaped his mouth, and he looked up at her, his big blue eyes wide with desperation. He was practically going mad, unable to feel anything on his little cock through the cruel plastic. Eris' scent was intoxicating.
"I..." he said again, "I... I... Oh, mommy! Please! Please, mommy, please!"
{Good boy!} squealed Eris, and closed her mouth over his in a hungry kiss. She went on, saying, {That's such a good boy. Now, I know your little dick is locked away. Does it hurt, Callum? Are your balls swollen? Are they sore? Are you frustrated?}
Callum tried to say "Yes mommy" but all he could do was moan into Eris' mouth. She had full, big, plush lips. They were so large and soft. Callum felt her lips sliding over his own, pausing here and there to dart down and plant hungry kisses on his neck. He knew that Eris didn't really care for him. But it was just so nice to have her big, welcoming, accepting body next to him. Pulling him in, rubbing him, light pillowish touches keeping him ensconced in bliss. Her nipples and the soft fat on her arms and legs slid over him, soft silky skin driving him wild. But the cage kept it all locked away. He moaned pathetically, unable to find release.
{That's right, baby boy} said Eris, {Just do as I say. I'm going to taste you now. Do you like having your asshole licked? Does it feel good to have a wet tongue on that little hole?}
Callum finally broke the kiss and stammered, "Yes, please. I want you to touch me there."
{Touch you where?}
"On... On.. my... I want you to touch me on the..."
{Where?}
"On my..." his voice sank almost to a whisper, "On my hole."
{Right there, huh?} said Eris. Her body was pressed against him, her great soft breasts and belly squished against him. She wanted him to eat her out, true, but she wanted to taste him as well. He had already tongued her slit. Now she wanted to taste him, taste his sweat, his butt, his balls, taste him fully.
{Okay. Lay down on your back. Good boy! Now spread your legs, like a girl does in missionary. Pull your legs back. Now...}
Callum yelped as he felt Eris' tongue squirm between his cheeks. He was spread out on his back, feeling very ****. The floor of the chamber was hard, but Eris had placed some kind of psychic cushion there that made it much more comfortable. Her tongue poked at his anus, making him jump and start and yelp. Then she pressed her face into his ass. Her tongue, wet and hot and slippery, lapped greedily at his asshole. Callum gasped, eyes wide. He had never had something like this done to his ass before. Esme had licked him there, but Eris seemed to really know what she was doing. That hot tongue! Those big, juicy lips! Her hot, humid breath against his crack! He was squirming on the ground, gasping. His little dick was helpless in its cage, straining pitifully against the plastic. She tongued him expertly, lapping at his taint. Her tongue pressed against his hole and slipped inside, much more deeply than he expected. Callum gasped, his head rolled back, and his eyes went wide and unfocused. He squeaked quietly. Eris had a long tongue. A very long tongue. Thick and muscular, and sliding ever so deeply into his asshole, touching parts of him he didn't know he had.
"It feels so good!" he gasped, pushing his butt into her face.
{Do you like that, baby boy?} she purred, {Do you want me to suck those little balls?}
"Y-yes please!"
{Please what?}
"Please, mommy!"
{Good boy! Just relax...}
He felt her hot, wet tongue pull out of his hole with a pop. The tip traced torturously up his taint and finally her mouth came to his balls. She lingered there for a moment, and he could feel her hot breath against his scrotum. Without warning, her hot, wet lips slid over his testicles, sucking them into her mouth. Callum moaned like a whore as she suckled and slurped his pink, hairless balls.
"Oh," he wheezed, pushed and humping her face, "Oh, mommy, that feels so good..."
His head arched back in a rictus of frustrated desire as he bucked his hips.
{Look at me, Callum...}
Callum looked down and saw Eris' big, dark eyes looking up at him under the long lashes. She wrapped her lips around the pink cage, looking innocently at him. She began bobbing her head up and down, sucking the cage. Callum's hips trembled and bucked. He was nearly delirious, drooling with frustration.
"Oh, please! Mommy, I can't feel your lips! Please take off the cage!" He had totally forgotten that only Phaedra could remove the chastity cage. Eris only giggled, cupping his balls with her hand and continuing to tease him torturously through the plastic. Her palm was soft, just like the rest of her, calmly supporting his balls while her hot mouth mocked him through the chastity.
{You poor thing. It's just terrible, isn't it?}

While Eris was devouring Callum, Minerva and Nemesis commenced their duel. An Alfonian duel looks very much like a duel between two Terran fencers. Minerva raised both hands, clasped together, and a sword made of light came to being between them. Alfonians knew it as a warp-blade. Nemesis did likewise, and the two squared off, circling one another with psychic swords blazing. The warp-blades made a low humming noise as they moved, glinting and flashing with psychic power. Nemesis grew impatient and charged, swinging her blade. Minerva slipped the blow to the left, watching the warp-blade flash and hum down one side. She checked Nemesis with her shoulder, throwing her backward, and then lunged forward, thrusting the warp-blade. Nemesis grunted, parried the thrust, and then slammed Minerva with a wall of psychic power. The sound of it was booming, enough to hurt a person's ears. Minerva staggered back, unable to avoid the wall of ****.
{Ha!} shouted Nemesis. Taking advantage of Minerva's loss of balance, Nemesis surged forward, swinging the sword sideways for a decapitation strike. Minerva saw it coming and ducked, barely avoiding the blade. She stepped to the side and reaped Nemesis' leg with her foot, throwing the aggressive Executrix down onto her back. Minerva swung her warp-blade down and Nemesis barely parried, stopping the blade just shy of her face. Nemesis grimaced. She was more powerful than Minerva, but Minerva had pinned her into a **** position. Sheer **** couldn't break her out of this.
{Damn you, Minerva!} she yelled. Minerva said nothing, but concentrated, bringing the full **** of her mind, weight, and body down against Nemesis.
{Do you yield?} said Minerva calmly, concentrating all her might onto the supine Executrix beneath her.
{FUCK you!} screamed Nemesis, baring her teeth and straining, sweat running down her face.
{If you do not yield, I will destroy you,} said Minerva, speaking very calmly once again. Nemesis strained and grunted, summoning every ounce of physical and psychic strength. Their auras were invisible to Callum, but Eris, Minerva, and Pasiphaë could see them. Minerva's glowed with a steady, stable thrum. Nemesis' was blazing and fiery, but slowly weakening.
{You'll never get me, you cunt!} Nemesis screamed, {I won't allow it!}
{Very soon, you will not have a choice,} said Minerva.
Minerva pressed down even harder, concentrating. She moved the focal point of her psychic power to Nemesis' solar plexus and **** herself down, crushing the wind out of her opponent.
There was a flash of light so bright that an observing human would have a spot on their vision for several minutes afterward. There was also a loud crack, like a bullwhip. Nemesis' warp-sword shattered, and soon he was pinned down, with Minerva's blade at her throat.
{Do you yield?} Minerva asked again, calmly.
{I... I...} grunted Nemesis. She gasped, sucked in a breath through her nostrils, swallowed her spit. In a moment, she realized that she was at Minerva's mercy. There was nothing she could do. Despite her greater raw power, Minerva had won through superior technique.
{Yes.} she said finally.
With a great crack, her aura broke. Minerva concentrated. It was against the ancient Law to kill an opponent who yielded. But, the vanquished side was considered totally submissive to the conqueror. And in Alfonian culture, sex was always woven into every conflict. That had a clear consequence here.

Nemesis had always been a stand-offish Executrix. She preferred to fuck human males and much younger and more submissive Alfonians who were poorer and lower in status than herself. Nobody had ever dominated her in living memory. She had only ever had her slit licked by submissives. Nobody had ever penetrated her vagina or her ass. And indeed, she'd never been naked or had sex in public, which was unusual for Alfonians.

In a flash of white light, Nemesis' aura was broken and she was totally subjugated to Minerva's will. The vanquished party in an Alfonian duel becomes a **** to the victor, temporarily. Minerva used her powers to lift Nemesis into the air. Nemesis' wrists and ankles were seized and pulled outward so that she hung in the air, spread-eagled. Then Nemesis' scarlet tunic was ripped in half and torn from her body. Beneath it, her scarlet thong was visible. Nemesis floated there, spread-eagled in thin air. Her breasts were medium-sized, with light pink nipples. She had visible abdominal muscles in her wasp-thin waist and her finely-muscled calves strained visibly against Minerva's invisible bonds. She stared at Minerva with steely purple eyes, her lower lip quivering nearly imperceptibly.
{My, my, my,} said Minerva. For the first time, she spoke in a voice that was not emotionally neutral, gloating out loud. She continued, {Nemesis, you're lovely when someone gets that ghastly tunic off of you. I must commend your choice of underwear, however.}
Minerva walked up to her prey. Then everyone present saw something that had never been seen before on Alfo Prime: Nemesis blushing. Minerva smiled, running her hands up and down Nemesis' sides.
{You understand the word of the Law, Nemesis} she said softly, {You are to be utterly submissive to the victor, on pain of ****. And I might just shave your pussy bald, while we're here...}
{Yes,} Said Nemesis. For the first time, everyone present heard a hint of nervousness in her voice. She swallowed and fidgeted in her psychic bonds, visibly uncomfortable. If Minerva shaved her, it would be humiliating. Retaining pubic hair was a status symbol for Alfonians. Only slaves were shaven. Having her pussy shaved bald would be incredibly degrading for Nemesis.

{My goodness!} gasped Eris, {Isn't that a sight to see? Miss Nemesis, all trussed up and about to be... About to be fucked!} she giggled, her voice a bit breathy, and said, {I think we should both get to watch. Here, turn over, sweet boy. Yes, on all fours. Now, put your chest all the way down, with your butt up in the air. There you go...}
Callum obeyed here, positioning himself face down and ass up. He shuddered and made an effeminate "ooh" noise as he felt Eris' teeth lightly nipping his butt and thighs. One of her hands caressed his thigh and squeezed his bum, while the other cupped his sensitive balls. He moaned softly and pushed his butt into her face, watching Minerva prepare to mercilessly **** Nemesis.

{Why, Nemesis!} said Minerva in a lightly-ironic voice, {You look positively ravishing when you're stripped down to your little thong and bound helpless in mid-air. Just look at you!} Minerva lightly traced her nails down Nemesis' breasts, and Nemesis shivered, her tiny, pink nipples wiggling visibly under Minerva's fingers. Minerva's hands traced their way down Nemesis' sides and settled on her hips. Minerva leaned forward and kissed Nemesis' neck. Nemesis shivered and finally, for the first time in living memory, whimpered, making a submissive noise.
{N-no,} she gasped, panting, {Please, Minerva, not like this!}
{Not like this, you bad girl?} teased Minerva, gently sucking at the base of Nemesis' neck, {Your mouth says no, but your body says yet. I can feel the heat rising off of your skin.} She reached her hands around and took a firm grip on Nemesis' round, muscular buttocks, squeezing and sinking her nails into the tight, toned cheeks.
{Aah!} Cried Nemesis weakly, her head thrashing left and right, {No! Stop it, you, you bitch!}
She immediately regretted calling Minerva a bitch. A flurry of smacks landed on her ass, which jiggled and twitched, her hips squirming around helplessly. Psychic hands slapped her face and ass while Minerva's real fingers pinched her nipples.
{Ooohhhh! Oh, oh Minerva, oh please!} she whined, bucking her hips desperately.
{My!} said Minerva, grinning cruelly, {You're really loving this, aren't you, Nemesis? Being a little submissive slut fits you better than you thought, doesn't it?}
{N-no!} stammered Nemesis. Her face was covered in a deep blush, eyes wide and looking up at the ceiling, and her hips were quivering slightly.
{Should I fuck your ass?} asked Minerva, {Should I take the neurostimulator and shove it up your hole with no lube? Make you scream and bleed?}
{No! No, no, no! Please!} squealed Nemesis, {I'll do anything! Just please don't do that to me!}

Callum was flabbergasted. How had such a strong, powerful woman come to yield so easily?
{It's simple, dear,} said Eris, reading his thoughts, {She's a bully. Just a big bully. And like all bullies, when she finally gets pushed back, she crumbles like tin. Bullies always crumble when you hit back. This is the first time anyone has really stood up to her. She and Minerva have sparred, true. But this is her first real fight against an equal. That's why Minerva's having such an easy time breaking her into a little slut. And if you're a good boy...}
Eris paused for a moment, lapping and sucking at Callum's taint and balls, squeezing and kneading his butt, nibbling his thighs.
{If you're a good boy, maybe we'll take a minute and let you get **** on her!}
Callum sighed, feeling tingles run from his asshole down his legs to his toes. Eris was very, very good at giving him oral pleasure. Even better than Phaedra or Esme. Just sublime. There was something deeply sweet and nurturing in her soft, plump body.

Meanwhile, both of Pasiphaë's hands had returned to Esmeralda's small boobs, lightly bouncing and squeezing them, stopping here and there to give her nipples some attention. Over Esme's shoulder, however, she was watching the unfolding scene in shock.
{Goddess} said Pasiphaë, {I... Was not expecting this. Nemesis, reduced to a broken slut. Minerva will use her, I imagine, and then move on to Callum. In the meantime, Eris is having some fun with him. Perhaps we should go join them, Esmeralda?}
Esmeralda couldn't speak, physically or psychically. She made a muffled "hnnnggmmmfff" noise. The bonds around her hands went loose.
{All fours, Esmeralda. You're going to crawl, like a sweet kitten. You and I will go play with Callum and Eris}
Esmeralda felt powerful psychic forces pushing her down on her hands and knees. She stood on all fours, staring hard at the floor and gasping around the thick red ball in her mouth. Drool leaked around the ball and fell to the floor. Her perky white bottom was arched in the air, freckles on her pale, round butt-cheeks. Her labia was swollen, pink and puffy, bits of her juice dripping from her bright pink inner lips. Her anus was puckered, pink and tiny between her buttocks. Pasiphaë licked one of her own fingers, then reached down and rubbed Esme's asshole with that finger. Esme gasped and sucked in a breath around the gag, the spit making a slurping sound. After getting Esme's asshole nice and wet with spit, Pasiphaë gently scraped it with her fingernail. Esmeralda squealed, trying in vain to squirm her tight, athletic butt away from Pasiphaë's probing finger.
{I'm getting in that hole tonight, Esme - and you're going to love it. I'm going to teach you to be a real slut for me} Pasiphaë crooned. Her fingers fluttered over Esme's tight, twitching butt, pinching her cheeks and making her hips jump, tickling the insides of her thighs, sliding down her pussy lips and sending a jolt of pleasure up her spine.
{But not yet. We're going to go play with the others first. Come on, little kitty}
"Mmmpphhhnnnggg" said Esmeralda, more drool running down her chin. Pasiphaë gathered up Esmeralda's long, red hair in her fist and began to walk, pulling her prey along with her. Esme yelped and followed Pasiphaë, crawling submissively after her, being dragged on all fours by her hair. Esmeralda scrabbled over the ground, **** to crawl frantically to keep up with the painful pulling of her hair. Drool dribbled from her red ball gag and a little juice leaked from her vagina. For Callum's sake, she had become a fucktoy. A degraded slut. Pasiphaë pulled her over to where Eris was feasting on Callum.

Meanwhile, Nemesis was still bound, spread-eagled in mid-air. She desperately tried to maintain her composure. But Minerva was just having too much fun. Nemesis held her breath, bit her lip, squirmed her hips uncomfortably. Minerva's hot tongue slid sensuously over her neck and chest. Minerva's teeth and lips sucked and nibbled her stiff, sensitive nipples. Minerva's hands tickled and slid down her back to grip and spank her sculpted bum. Nemesis tried to stay silent, but she couldn't contain little yelps and whimpers as Minerva slowly wore her down with pleasure.
{Oh, goddess!} said Minerva, giggling, {This is just too amusing. You squirm like a virgin **** being taught to service her new mistress. I know you're from a rich family. Nobody was ever allowed to fuck you, were they?}
{I... I...} said Nemesis, feeling totally powerless as her hips squirmed under Minerva's fingers, {No! I fuck my slaves. Nobody has ever fucked me.}
Minerva concentrated. Nemesis' hands moved behind her back and were locked there. She was flung on the ground and her legs spread wide. Nemesis was on her back, knees pulled back and wide, exposing her crotch, now covered only by the silky, scarlet thong. Her hands were folded neatly behind her back, exposing her breasts for Minerva's use. She looked up as Minerva towered over her. Nemesis' purple eyes were watery, for the first time unsure and afraid. A light blush graced her beautiful features. Minerva noticed that Nemesis had a few freckles, visible from nearby. The freckles made her look a bit girlish. Together with the blush and her **** posture, Nemesis looked like a hot, sweet, wet, tender treat. Her scarlet underwear clung tightly to her crotch, outlining her soft mound and plump lips. Her tight butt was also on display when she was spread open like that.
{Oh, you look delicious!} said Minerva, {I hope you know you're not escaping this room with your virginity intact. I'm going to vigorously use your mouth and cunt for a while. Then I'm going to claim your third hole. I might just leave a permanent mark on you somewhere, just to humiliate you whenever someone sees you naked. Of course, you'll cover it with clothes, but you'll always know it's there. I wonder, Nemesis, will you remain submissive when this is all over? When we're once again equal and I've exacted my price and I'm done wringing orgasms out of that tight body... will you remember? If I approach you from behind unawares at a meeting and gently caress your bottom, will you tremble and desire me? You'll play tough, of course. But I think that you'll come crawling back to be used and subjugated again. You won't be able to help it, when I'm done with you. You will want more.}
{I won't} said Nemesis, swallowing nervously and blushing, {This is only happening because I lost a duel. You don't own jack shit when this is over!} she spat, her defiance rising to the surface once more. Minerva giggled and gently took Nemesis' breasts in her hands, palming them in slow circles and pinching her nipples. Against her will, Nemesis gasped and bit her lip. Minerva chuckled softly, seeing Nemesis' toes curl.
{Goddess! I have some questions. And since you're my sub right now, you're going to answer them all} said Minerva.
{I understand.} said Nemesis.
{When was the last time someone played with your breasts?}
{Never.}
{Have you been spanked or paddled?}
{No.}
{Have you ever eaten ass or pussy?}
{I haven't.}
Minerva smiled, giggling madly. Nemesis was nearly a virgin! Minerva's eyes glowed with a fiendish light, gazing down at the vanquished, subservient Nemesis. She was going to have a lot of fun with Nemesis before moving on to Callum.

Right then, Esme and Pasiphaë reached Eris and Callum.
{Why, Eris!} said Pasiphaë, {I see you're getting a good taste of his behind. I've got another toy for us, right here.} She tugged on Esme's hair and continued, {I think she ought to please you a bit, no?}
{Of course, Pas,} said Eris, giggling out loud. {Come on, Callum. You and your friend Esme are going to please me together.}
Eris stood up. Callum slowly came back to reality, floating down from the heights of pleasure from Eris' tongue playing his butt like an instrument. Eris turned toward Esme, who was still down on all fours. Pasiphaë took Esme's gag off, and Esme sighed, working her jaw and feeling how it hurt a bit from having such a large gag in. Eris smiled down at Esme.
{Esmeralda! I don't know if you know this, but I've always found you very beautiful. You're just gorgeous. Such pert breasts, such a flat stomach. Such a lovely, tight little butt! I enjoy looking feminine, but sometimes I'm a little jealous of the sporty girls like you. And those freckles! You are just a lovely specimen in every conceivable way.}
{Th-thank you,} said Esmeralda. She was tired from all the fucking and servicing, but she also knew that the night was not remotely over.
{Now Esme, dear, I've got a toy I want to use with you. Come here...}
A tentacle descended from the ceiling, bearing a neurostimulator. Eris handed it to Esmeralda.
{Put it on, dear. I won't be doing the work this time, and I know what an ace you are when you're using a strap!}
Esmeralda complied, happy to at least not be the one being fucked for a while. Eris, meanwhile, got down on all fours, sticking her big, tan, round butt out. Esmeralda knew what Eris wanted and mounted her, gripping her hips. This was just like Eris. A big, lazy pillow-princess. Eris closed her eyes, smiled, and bit her lip as she felt the fat strapon cock slide into her hungry cunt.
{Unnhh... Oh, that's right, Esme. Fuck me good.}
Esmeralda began pumping her hips, filled Eris at a good angle. There was a wet, sweaty plapping noise whenever Esme's tight pelvis slapped Eris' big ass. Watching from behind, Pasiphaë licked her lips and grinned. She watched as Esme's firm little butt tensed and rippled, her hips working to please Eris' insatiable body.
{Here, boy,} commanded Pasiphaë, {Come lick my ass while I watch them.}
Callum crawled over to the High Executrix and moved behind her. Her butt was so enormous! It was fat and wide, but without cellulite, just shiny pink buttocks bigger than any woman he'd seen. Callum pushed his face between her cheeks and pressed his tongue against her anus, feeling the musty taste of her asshole on his tongue. Pasiphaë angled her hips and stuck her ass out, smiling contentedly as Callum serviced her rump. She concentrated, and a whip made from psychic power appeared in her right hand.
{Faster!} said Pasiphaë. She swung the wihp and it cracked across Esmeralda's small butt.
{Aaah!} yelled Esme, obediently working her hips faster. Her fingers sank into Eris' supple flesh as she thrust over and over. Sweat began to bead on Esmeralda's forehead. Eris, for her part, was gasping.
{Spank me!} she squealed, and Esmeralda complied, smacking her on the ass with one hand while the other gripped her waist.
{Ohhhh!} cried Eris, her girlish voice echoing through the minds of everyone present, {Oh, goddess, yes! Fuck me, Esme, fuck me!} Her soft brown eyes were wide and shining, and she was staring forward with a stupid, open mouth grin, a little drool leaking down her chin as Esmeralda stuffed her cunt. Eris began to cream on the thick shaft of the strapon as it pumped her hole.
{Do what she says!} demanded Pasiphaë, dealing Esmeralda another blow with the whip. Esme yelped in pain and fucked Eris faster, sweat running down her pale body.
"Please don't hit her so hard!" said Callum. After speaking, he buried his face in Pasiphaë's ass again, making out with her asshole. He was hoping that, if he pleased Pasiphaë well enough, she would spare Esmeralda any more pain.
{Oh, you darling boy,} said Pasiphaë with a hint of irony, {You really do love her, don't you?}
"Y-yes Pasiphaë," said Callum, "Just please don't hit Esme so hard. I'll do anything you want!"
{Good boy,} said Pasiphaë, {Just keep your tongue where it is. Nnnggg, that's right, don't stop.}
At the speed of thought, the whip in her hand was replaced with a feather tickler on the end of a long handle. She reached forward with it and slid it down Esmeralda's avian shoulders, teasing the her pale, freckled shoulder blades. The feather tickler, with its maddening sensations, made its way down the small of Esme's back to her bottom. It traced and flicked over Esme's butt as he worked Eris from behind.
{Don't stop now,} said Pasiphaë, {If you can make Eris cum real good, then this whole thing can be over faster.}
Esmeralda shivered from the feeling of the feather tickler tracing lightly over her bare skin. Its light, feathery touches on her ass were driving her wild, making her wet. Against her will, she craved the feeling of a cock in her holes. Maybe Minerva and Pasiphaë would be willing to DP her? She shook her head. No, no, no! She had to concentrate! If she could use the settings on the neurostimulator rod, she could make Eris cum faster. Esme focused on the neurostimulator, and it began to vibrate, buzzing against Eris' g-spot.
{Ooohh!} yelled Eris, feeling her pussy clench on the shaft, {Oh, goddess, yes! Fuck me hard! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!}
Eris plastered her chest against the ground, face-down and ass up. Her hair lay all over in a tangled, matted, sweaty mess. Her fingernails dug into the floor as she moaned and panted like a bitch in heat. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth and she drooled on the floor, her eyes rolling in ecstasy.
{Don't stop! Do it to me! Oh, goddess, I can't stop cumming! Ooohhhhhh!}
Eris squirted, her vagina contracting on the dildo and her juices spraying everywhere. She blubbered incoherently for a moment, sweat running down the huge globes of her naked ass. She squirted again, one last time, and then went limp. She flattened out on the floor, passed clean out.

Meanwhile, Minerva was closing in on Nemesis...