Oriana's training begins

For Oriana, the flight to Black Spire went much too quickly. She had spent the entire time in a surprisingly lavish cell in the **** quarters of The Emperor’s Wrath. She had been forcibly dressed in a black silk half-bra with pink lace trim, a matching short silk skirt, and pink open-toed shoes with six-inch stiletto heels. She wrung her hands nervously as her eyes darted around the cell. She wasn’t sure what she was looking for, or if she wasn’t looking for something at all.

The cell was as big, at least for a cell. Instead of a cold metal floor, it was covered in soft, thick plush carpeting that reminded Oriana of the deep red of a summer sunset. The bed was a full queen with a soft mattress, thick pillows, seemingly with the perfect amount of give, and a separate bathroom. She sighed as she leaned against the wall of the cell and looked out of the transpera-steel wall that rose and would allow access to the cell. She could see several cells all similar to her’s, and each held a beautiful woman dressed in a similar outfit to hers in varying colors. Some appeared human, others clearly alien, but all of them were undeniably beautiful.

"Truly a gilded cage," she thought as she saw two of the large, grey-skinned guards enter the chamber outside the cells. She had expected them to go to another cell, open it, and take the occupant to be used by their master or mistress. She had seen this play out more times than she could count in her brief time on the ship. Her heart dropped into her stomach as the guards stopped outside of her cell. One pressed a button on the wall next to the transpera-steel wall, and it rose with a soft hiss.

"We’ve arrived," one of the guards said in a gravely voice.

"Time to learn to please your master and mistress," the other said, also in a gravely voice, but in a deeper tone.

One of them, the first to have spoken, grabbed her and held her in place. The second began to work quickly. Almost before she even realized it, the creature had placed her arms behind her back and into a pink leather single glove. By the time she had even begun to try to fight, he was cinching the straps of the bondage device tight. This **** her elbows together painfully, and **** her to stick out her impressive breasts. The moment she tried to protest, the other guard shoved a black ball gag into her mouth and buckled it in place.

"Come, girl," one of the guards said as he clipped a leash to her collar and gave a hard jerk. Oriana stumbled, but the second guard easily caught and steadied her.

"Get used to those heels, ones like them are all you'll ever wear," he said with a laugh that made Oriana break out in goosebumps. She was led out of the **** quarters and back through the clinical-looking halls of the dreadnought until she was loaded into a landing craft.

After a short flight, which she had spent in a safety harness hanging from the ceiling of the landing craft's cargo area, she got her first look at Black Spire. A massive castle made of black stone and darkly colored steel surrounded by rivers of lava. She looked around as she walked along the long, straight path that led from the Royal Landing Pad into the castle itself. The heat was intense, and she could already feel herself begin to sweat.

"Hell is real, and I'm in it," she thought as she was led inside. The difference was immediate. Inside was comfortably warm; she felt the strange prickle of an ion field as she passed through it, and it quickly evaporated her sweat.

The inside of the fortress was opulently decorated with sculptures, paintings, and other precious treasures taken from countless conquered worlds. It was a short walk to the Royal Suite. The large double doors were black with gold inlays and golden, jewel-encrusted handles. As they approached, two more of the grey-skinned guards opened the doors, revealing the suite itself.

The Royal Suite was large, with floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out onto the lava fields below. The floor was covered in plush red carpeting, and the walls were black, seemingly absorbing the warm lighting cast by the two gold and crystal chandeliers. Along one of the walls hung various restraints and implements of pain. In one corner, a Saint Andrew’s Cross waited for use, and not far in front of it, a spanking bench. Oriana's eyes were drawn to the center of the room, to the bed that seemed to orbit it. It was a large four-poster bed with black silk sheets and a canopy of dark purple.

Lying on the bed, naked, and his enormous cock already fully erect was Emperor Telandros Kuhn. Standing next to the bed, dressed in a black leather bra with thin golden chains going across her breasts that allowed for teasing glimpses of the ample globes beneath, was Kat. Completing her outfit was a long leather loincloth that nearly touched the floor, and red leather, thigh-high boots with a square heel. Kat smiled and walked to the wall of restraints and implements. She selected a ring gag made of hardened black leather before making her way to the guards and Oriana, her boots thudding softly against the plush carpeting with every step she took. Even so, to Oriana, her footsteps echoed around the bedroom like thunder.

“Replace her gag with this one,” Kat said as she handed the ring gag to the guard who stood behind Oriana.

“As you command, Empress,” the guard said as he took the gag. He quickly removed the gag, and before Oriana could do or say anything, the ring gag was in place.

“Thank you,” she replied as she took the leash from the other guard and looked at Oriana with a look that made the blonde’s skin crawl. “Leave us.”

The two guards hesitated, looking back and forth between Telandros and Kat, unsure of what to do. Telandros chuckled in amusement. “Go on, boys, I’m sure the Empress and I can handle a single bound ****.”

“Besides, two other guards are right outside if this one somehow gets out of control,” Kat added as she slid her hand up the leash until it was close to the D-ring of Oriana’s collar and gave a hard jerk.

“As you command, Emperor, Empress,” the guard who had held Oriana’s leash said. The pair bowed to them and left the room.

Kate pulled on the leash, leading Orianna to the bed where Telandros waited. His yellow eyes focused on her with primal lust. When they reached the bed, Kat gave her a shove, forcing her onto the bed, where Telandros grabbed her hair and pulled until Oriana lifted her knees onto the bed. He then **** her head down until it was just inches from his erect cock. “Shall we begin?” Telandros asked, his anticipation practically dripping from his tone.

“Yes,” she said with a purr that made a chill go down her spine.”You are going to learn to please us, Oriana, and you’ll learn to control your orgasms while you’re at it. Your master and I control your orgasms from now on, ****.”

“Put that mouth of yours to use,” Telandros said as he pressed down on Oriana’s head. It was then that she realised the true purpose of the ring gag. It **** her mouth open wide enough for Telandros to insert his enormous cock into her mouth and would prevent her from biting. She felt a fresh wave of humiliation surge through her body along with a new level of hatred for Kat, the woman who had betrayed Earth. She tried to fight against Telandros, pushing her down, but he was far too strong. His cock was barely halfway into her mouth when she began to gag. Telandros pulled her back roughly by her hair as he and Kat laughed. “Perhaps, a demonstration of proper technique is in order? That is, if you wouldn’t mind, that is my love.”

“Of course,” she said before shoving Oriana aside. “Pay attention, bitch,” she whispered before she lowered herself to Telandros’s cock. She began to kiss and lick along the red-skinned alien’s cock. Shen reached the dark purple head; she swirled her tongue around it before slowly lowering her head, taking him in.

“How the fuck?” Oriana silently wondered as she watched Kat’s jaw seemingly stretch around the tall, muscular alien’s member as she took him deeper and deeper with each forward motion of her head. Within moments, her nose pressed against Telandros’ pelvis, and he gave a low growl of pleasure as she slowly pulled back, her lips sealed around his girth and her cheeks hollowed.

“It will take time, but you will learn,” Kat said, almost as if she could read Oriana’s thoughts. “Now suck!” she added, her tone turning cold. She then shoved her head back down, forcing her to take Telandros into her mouth again. She then looked at him and they nodded at one another and gave a nod.

“I’ve got this end,” Telandros said with an amused smirk as he took control of Oriana’s head.

“Now,” Kat said as she slid off the bed and stood behind Oriana, “your nanites are off, unlike your mother’s,” she said as she sank her index and middle fingers into Oriana’s pussy. She quickly found her G-spot each time she thrust them forward. “You’re going to make him cum, and if you cum before him, you get punished.”

“And, when I cum, if you don’t swallow every drop, you’ll be punished,” Telandros added. Oriana struggled to breathe as Telandros **** his massive cock deeper into her mouth. She gagged again, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. Behind her, Kat's fingers worked mercilessly, sending unwanted jolts of pleasure through her body.

"Remember," Kat purred into her ear, "control yourself or face punishment."

The dual **** overwhelmed Oriana's senses. Telandros' alien musk filled her nostrils while Kat's fingers explored her most intimate places with practiced precision. Her jaw ached from the strain of the ring gag, and drool escaped down her chin.

"That's it," Telandros growled, his yellow eyes burning with lust as he watched her struggle. "Take it deeper."

He thrust forward, making Oriana gag once more. Her eyes watered as she tried desperately to accommodate his size. The humiliation burned through her, but something else burned too, a traitorous heat building between her legs where Kat continued her relentless stimulation.

"I can feel you getting wetter," Kat taunted, adding a third finger. "Fighting it will only make it worse."

Oriana tried to focus on her hatred, on her disgust, on anything but the growing tension in her core. The single glove binding her arms behind her back **** her chest forward, making her feel even more exposed and ****.

Telandros' breathing grew heavier. "She's learning quickly," he said to Kat, his voice strained with pleasure.

"Not quickly enough," Kat replied, suddenly increasing the pace of her fingers. She used her thumb to circle Oriana's clit, sending an electric shock of pleasure up her spine.

Oriana moaned involuntarily around the emperor's cock. The vibration made him groan in response. She felt herself getting dangerously close to climax and fought against it with everything she had. She couldn't give them the satisfaction. She wouldn't.

But Kat knew exactly what she was doing. She curled her fingers just so, finding that perfect spot that made Oriana's thighs tremble.

"I can feel you fighting it," Kat whispered. "Your body betrays you."

Telandros' grip on her hair tightened. "I'm close," he warned, thrusting more urgently now.

Oriana's mind raced in panic. She couldn't cum first. She couldn't. She didn’t want to think about what punishment she would face.

Too late. The orgasm crashed through her without warning, her body convulsing against her will. She screamed around Telandros' cock as waves of unwanted pleasure washed over her.

"Tsk, tsk," Kat sighed dramatically, withdrawing her fingers. "You failed your first test."

At that moment, Telandros groaned loudly and pushed himself to the back of Oriana's throat. Hot, thick alien seed flooded her mouth, and she desperately tried to swallow it all to avoid making things worse, but it was impossible to swallow so much with both the ring gag and Telandros’s cock still filling her mouth.

“How should we punish her, my dear?” Telandros asked as he wiped his hand through his spilled purple cum, then smeared it over Oriana’s face.

“Two failures, two punishments. I say we put her over the spanking bench, and she gets twelve from a cane for cumming when she was told not to, then she gets another twelve with a paddle for not swallowing your cum.”

Telandros’s deep laugh echoed around the room. “That’s quite the punishment.”

“The most painful things I can think of,” she replied before making Oriana look at her, “short of a proper whipping that is.” She laughed as Oriana squealed in terror. The two quickly dragged Oriana over to the spanking bench, freed her arms from the single glove, then placed her over the bench and secured her to it, despite her struggles. “Who gets to go first?”

“Oh, you handle both my dear,” Telandros said as he bent down and deeply kissed Kat. “It gives me such joy to see you punish a ****.”

“Charmer,” Kat said with a wicked smile as she dragged her hand over his bare chest. She then went to the wall of restraints and implements, selecting a cane about eighteen inches long and unyieldingly rigid. “First, twelve for cumming without permission,” she said before she glanced at Telandros. He had moved to wear he could get a good view of their new slaves’ punishment.

Kat took a few steps back, measuring the distance between herself and Oriana's exposed backside. She swished the cane through the air a few times, the whistling sound making Oriana flinch in anticipation. She smiled as she reached for the back of Oriana’s head.

"Count them," Kat ordered, removing the ring gag. "And thank me after each one."

Oriana's jaw ached from being **** open. She worked it side to side, tasting the remnants of Telandros's seed still coating her tongue. The humiliation burned hotter than the lava fields outside. “P-please,” she said weakly, already suspecting that pleading for mercy was useless.

"I said, you will count them and thank me," Kat repeated, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.

Before Oriana could respond, the cane whistled through the air and landed with a sharp crack across her buttocks. White-hot pain exploded across her skin. She screamed, her body jerking against the restraints.

"That doesn't count," Kat said coldly. "I'll start over when you follow instructions."

The cane descended again, harder this time. Tears sprang to Oriana's eyes.

"One!" she gasped. "Thank you."

"Thank you, what?" Telandros called from where he lounged, watching with evident pleasure.

"Thank you... Mistress," Oriana choked out.

"Better," Kat said.

The cane fell again, leaving another line of fire across her skin. "Two! Thank you, Mistress!"

By the sixth stroke, Oriana couldn't stop sobbing. Her backside felt like it was being branded with hot irons. Each new strike landed precisely where it would cause maximum pain, either crossing previous welts or finding untouched skin to mark.

"S-seven," she stammered through her tears. "Thank you, Mistress."

"You're learning," Kat said with satisfaction. "Perhaps there's hope for you yet."

The final five strokes came in rapid succession, giving Oriana no time to recover between them. By the end, she was barely coherent, her counting reduced to broken whispers.

"Twelve... thank you, Mistress."

"Now for the paddle," Kat announced, returning the cane to its place on the wall and selecting a heavy wooden paddle studded with small metal protrusions. "These will be for failing to swallow all of your Master's gift."

Oriana's head dropped in despair. Her ass throbbed with searing pain, each welt pulsing in time with her heartbeat. She couldn't take twelve more. She simply couldn't.

"Please," she whispered. "I can't—"

The paddle crashed down, the metal studs digging into her already abused flesh. Oriana screamed, her vision going white.

"One!" she shrieked. "Thank you, Mistress!"

Telandros leaned forward, his yellow eyes gleaming. "The sounds she makes are exquisite.”

“Aren’t they?” Kat asked before she delivered the next swat. The paddle landed with a thud as the studs once again dug into already battered flesh. Oriana’s eyes rolled back as she screamed in pain, and her body convulsed.

“Two!” she screamed, her voice cracking. “Thank you, Mistress!” Her body went limp as she sobbed. By the time the sixth swat landed, she was so exhausted she barely moved, but still dutifully counted and thanked Kat for each swat.

“Last one, are you ready?” Kat asked as she prepared to deliver the last painful swat. She slowly dragged the paddle back and forth over Oriana’s abused flesh, the studs scraping it and sending dull waves of pain through her body. Even as dull as they were, they were almost too much for the blonde to bear. “Come on, let me hear you ask for the last swat.

“Mistress, fin-finish my punishment, please, Mistress.”

“Good girl,” Kat said as she slowly pulled the paddle back, then swung it forward harder than she had the other swats, ending her punishment with an emphatic statement of pain.

“Twelve!” Oriana screamed and once again pulled on her bonds as a new wave of **** energy went through her body with the searing pain of the final swat. “Thank you, Mistress!”

“Now we will see what you’ve learned,” Kat said as she began freeing Oriana from the spanking bench. “I’m going to go lie on the bed, and you will eat my pussy as your master plays with yours. If you cum before I do, can you guess what will happen?”

“I’ll be punished again, Mistress?”

“Clever girl,” Kat said with a smile before kissing Oriana’s cheek and enjoying the salty taste of her tears. Without another word, she went to the bed and lay where Telandros had before lifting the long front leather flap of her loincloth and moving it aside, exposing her neatly-trimmed pussy. “Telandros, could you bring her here, please?”

“Delighted too,” Telandros said as he crossed the distance to the sobbing blonde who, despite her freedom, still lay limply over the spanking bench, with grace that was still surprising for a man of his size. He placed her arms in the single glove, cinched it tightly, then carefully lifted her by it so he didn’t dislocate her shoulders. He eased her over to the bed, then helped her onto it.

“I do hope you’ve had a boyfriend in the past who knew his way around a pussy with his tongue. I’d truly hate to have to punish you for cumming before I do,” Kat said as she stroked Oriana’s cheek. “Begin,” she added as she lay back on the pillows and placed her hand on the back of Oriana’s head.

Despite the pain in her body, Oriana began to lap at Kat’s folds, quickly probing deeply into her mistress’s pussy, seeking out any sensitive spots she could find. “I have to make her cum quickly, I can’t take that again. Oh fuck!” she thought as Telandros sank two of his fingers into her, making her twitch with pleasure.

“Oh yeah,” Kat moaned as she arched her back and pressed Oriana’s face tighter against her pussy. “She knows what she’s doing,” she added with a satisfied purr as Oriana’s tongue swirled deep inside of her, hitting several sensitive spots.

Oriana concentrated on Kat's reactions, noting how her breathing quickened when she flicked her tongue just so. Behind her, Telandros added a third finger, stretching her painfully wide. She whimpered against Kat's flesh, trying desperately to focus on her task rather than the dual sensations of pain from her welted backside and the unwanted pleasure building between her legs.

"That's it," Kat moaned, gripping Oriana's hair tighter. "Right there."

Telandros chuckled darkly. "She's getting quite wet again," he observed, his fingers moving faster. "I wonder how long she'll last this time."

Oriana closed her eyes, trying to block out his words. She latched onto Kat's clit with her lips, sucking gently while swirling her tongue. Kat's hips bucked in response. "Oh fuck," Kat gasped, tightening her grip on her hair. "Yes, just like that."

The tension in Oriana's core built higher as Telandros found that perfect spot inside her. She moaned involuntarily against Kat's flesh, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. She couldn't fail again. She couldn't endure another punishment.

Telandros leaned over her, his breath hot against her ear. "I can feel you getting close," he whispered. "Remember what happens if you cum first."

The threat sent a chill down her spine. She redoubled her efforts, using every trick she could think of to push Kat toward orgasm. She alternated between long, slow licks and quick flicks of her tongue, paying careful attention to what made Kat's breath catch.

"She's—ah!—she's doing well," Kat panted, her thighs beginning to tremble. "But I'm not—oh god—not quite there yet."

Telandros responded by curling his fingers inside Oriana, pressing firmly against her G-spot. The sensation was so intense she nearly screamed. Her whole body tensed as she fought against her approaching climax.

"Please, please, please," she thought desperately, working her tongue frantically against Kat's clit. "Cum. Just cum."

Kat's breathing grew more erratic, her hips moving in rhythm with Oriana's tongue. "Yes, yes, I'm close," she moaned. "Don't stop!"

Oriana felt herself balancing on the knife-edge of climax. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she struggled to hold back. Her thighs shook with the effort. Just when she thought she couldn't last another second, Kat's body suddenly went rigid.

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" Kat cried out, her back arching off the bed.

Relief flooded through Oriana as she felt Kat's pussy contracting against her tongue. She continued licking, gentler than before, knowing her mistress would be very sensitive. “See, you can be a good girl when you try,” Telandros said with an amused chuckle as he pressed his fingers deep inside of Oriana, hammering her G-spot and making her cum.

“Guards!” Kat called out, and a moment later, the four guards entered the room. “Take our **** to the **** quarters and see that her ass is looked at, and she is given a bath.”

“Yes, Empress,” the four said together. One of them clipped the leash to Oriana’s collar as another helped her off the bed and steadied her.

What will happen next? Answer in comments.

A) Madison must serve Telandros

B) Kat chooses a **** from the harem to please her

C) Oriana and Janet see eachother at a vicory feast

D) Something else. What?