Rene, Unplugged

Rene shook his tiny fists, rapping his knuckles against the wooden bulkhead the buckled cuffs were secured to. Release me, Luke! Get me out of these! he pleaded with his eyes. Luke-Kyra squinted then shuffled over on his knees and started working on the first cuff. The ship suddenly heeled, throwing Luke-Kyra against his restrained Bendari-****-bodied superior, his heavy breasts squashing into Rene's gagged face for a moment. Rene heard Luke-Kyra moan and he stopped to caress his breast, his luscious mouth gaping open in pleasure or agony, Rene couldn't tell which in the dim light of the cage.

"Ahhh..." Luke-Kyra took his hand away. "Uhhh. Wait a minute, Major, I gotta..." He sat down splay-legged and Rene was treated, if that was the right word, to the vision of his subordinate pushing all four slim fingers of his right hand up into his sopping vagina. "Ohhh..." Rene tried to look away, to respect Luke-Kyra's privacy as he frigged himself hard and fast while swaying from side to side, caressing his breast with his free hand. "Ah. Y'see, Major, oooooh, this body's fulla nanites, I can... ahhhhh." Luke-Kyra stiffened, throwing his head back, eyes screwed shut. A moment later he continued, panting, his right hand still hard at work pleasuring himself. "This s'not an Acteonese body, Kyra's gotta be Confederation or maybe a rogue offworlder but..." He jerked again and again, his hand now inserted in his pussy all the way to the wrist, pumping up and down frantically. "The nanites are... shit shit shit ahhhh, they're security coded, think they're programmed to make this body react to the **** bane worse than anything FUCK FUCK FUCK I GOTTA GET FUCKED!" Luke-Kyra keeled over in front of Rene and lay twitching in the straw covering the floor of the cage.

Rene reached out with one leg and straining, managed to dig his delicate foot into Luke-Kyra's side. Come on, wake up, get me out of these cuffs, Luke you sex-mad bitch! I order you to stop being a brainless slut! Come on, come on... After a few seconds Luke-Kyra rolled over, blinking and shuddering. He held up his right hand covered in wetness and stared at it stupidly then turned to Rene again and started working on Rene's restraints.

"Let me get you out of those cuffs quick, sir. Now I've, uh, relieved myself I can think straight again, at least for a bit." One hand came free from the cage's wall and Rene slumped, a stabbing pain in his shoulder from the enforced strain his bondage had imposed. This Bendari **** body wasn't bred for endurance, at least not in terms of upper body strength. He had an idea it was meant to last longer in other places, in other circumstances. Luke-Kyra switched his attentions to the other cuff, rubbing his breasts across Rene's gagged face as he reached across him and shortly thereafter both of Rene's hands were free. At last!

Rene reached behind his head to undo the straps holding the plug gag deep in his throat but his tiny fingers were too weak to move the stiff buckles. Luke-Kyra turned him around to get at the gag straps, his female body's strong hands emphasising the size difference between them.

"Funny thing, Major, this body... uhhh, it's definitely not Acteonese, it's not just the nanites, it's the muscles, I can feel it's got all sorts of offworld structural combat boosts, hearing, eyesight and all, nothing I've ever come across in the Confederation." The last strap fell free and Rene tried to pull the plug gag out of his mouth. It wouldn't come easily, he could feel the fat swollen tip on the end of the plug catch on the sensitive tissues of his throat. He **** his jaw open, sensing how limber it was, how... accommodating, and strained to contract the peculiar muscles this Bendari-bred body possessed in its neck, to expel the unwanted invader as he pulled at the straps with his hands. How did these throat muscles work, like this? He imagined a snake swallowing its prey, like... he shuddered, the feelings of pleasure his experimentation invoked were disturbing and distracting but, he tried reversing the contractions, to regurgitate the intruder and... success! The plug gag inched its way out of his mouth until the fist-sized glans at the tip finally passed his saliva-covered lips and the heavy wet dildo fell to the cage's floor with a sodden THUD!

Rene hacked and spat, working his jaw to relieve the strain imposed on it for so long. He needed a drink of water, to quench his thirst and wash away the taint of what he had been **** to endure. He wanted food, he wanted cafee, he wanted to rest, he wanted this hateful metal contraption off his hips and groin, he wanted...

"I, Want, That." Luke-Kyra said in a dark lustful voice. Rene blinked. What was Luke talking about? "I, Want, That, Thing." Rene watched, horrified as his subordinate reached over and picked up the plug gag, covered in saliva and straw. "I, Want, That, Thing, In, My, PUSSSSSSY!!!"