Bev cooed into the embraced slave’s ear, “Poor thing. You did so good. Go ahead and let it out. Cry for your miss.”

And K’rra did. Her whole body heaved as she sobbed into the hands of her miss. She was so glad it was over that she could return to being obedient, doing as she was told. K’rra pressed her face into Bev’s neck. She wanted to wrap her arms around the woman, but they were still cuffed over her head. She danced on tippy toes, pressing her pale blue naked body to Bev’s pink Human skin.

“I’d like to see her get fucked,” the Doctor said.

Bev stepped away, leaving K’rra to dangle alone and cold. Three sets of eyes watched her naked body.

“You want her?” Bev asked in surprise, a hint of jealousy tainting her voice. “I didn’t think women were your… type.”

The Doctor laughed, “Not me. But my Simp has been a very good boy. He hasn’t been allowed to come in weeks. Would you like to relieve yourself in this slutty blue whore?”

The kneeling young man nodded enthusiastically. He lifted his hand to his chest bending the wrists, begging as a dog might.

“You’d like to stick your cock into her slimy hole?” The Doctor continued. The Simp continued bobbing his head up and down.

“What do you say, Bev? Would you like to see that filthy little slave take some cock?”

“I’m just shocked you’d want to see that yourself, Andin.”

“Bev, it's not about which parts she has, it's about control. Watching her do what she must. Knowing she wants to save herself for her master, and yet giving herself away because she is nothing. Because a good slave knows they deserve this. They know their place is on their knees. They were born to have their holes and cocks used by their betters. Isn’t that so slut?”

“Yes, sir.” K’rra closed her eyes. She wished there was some way that Master could come and rescue her. But everything the Doctor said was true. It all struck to her very core. What she wanted meant nothing in the wake of those who were stronger and could control her. Even as she hated these people using her, she knew deep deep down it was what she’d been born for, to serve.

Bev shrugged, “Okay if that’s what you want. Simp, go ahead.”

“Oh no.” Andin said, “Bring her to the bed. I want a ringside seat, up close and personal, of her getting used.”

Bev touched her wrist watch, and the manacles released. K’rra almost collapsed to the ground with nothing holding her up. She could feel the burn in every muscle of her thighs and ass. Bev grabbed her by the back of the neck and marched her to the bed. At its foot, she turned K’rra around.

“Don’t you dare embarrass me.”

“No, miss,” K’rra whispered.

“Are you ready to get fucked like a little tramp?”

“Yes, miss.”

“Yeah? Do you like cock?”

“Yes, miss,” K’rra said without hesitation.

“More than eating pussy?”

K’rra considered the question looking for a diplomatic answer. The slap across her face was sudden and brutal.

“Your pause was answer enough. You think I’m going to sit here and let you spin up some lie?”

“No, miss. My apologies. I like cock more than pussy.”

Bev grabbed K’rra by the throat and shoved her backward. K’rra stepped back and tripped onto the bed. Bev was on her in a second, one hand around her throat, the other grabbing her cunt, fingers sinking easily into the dripping hole. As Bev stroked her, K’rra could feel the implants stimulating her clit furiously. She couldn’t help but cry out and gasp in ecstasy.

“Have you ever been in love with a woman?” Bev demanded.

“Stars, Bev!” the Doctor laughed, “Don’t break her cunt before the Simp gets to wet his prick in it.”

“Well?” Bev said icily.

Barely able to think with the implants stroking all her desires, K’rra blurted out the truth. “Yes, miss.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, I was. I’ve been in love with a woman.”

“Did you fuck her?”

“Yes.”

“Before or after you were a slave?”

K’rra wasn’t certain of the full context of the question, so she chose to answer it both ways. “I loved her before we were slaves and fucked her as ordered after.”

“Did you tell her? Did you tell this wonderpussy you were in love with her?”

“No, miss.”

“Why not?”

“It would not have been appropriate.”

“Because two blue cunts couldn’t share any emotions? Because Gyth culture is hung up on feelings?”

“No, miss. She was my captain, my commanding officer.”

“You wanted her to order you around…” Bev started but was interrupted.

“Wait! What?” the Doctor blurted out. “You and your captain were captured and enslaved?”

“Yes, sir.”

“What’s your name?”

“Please, sir,” K’rra begged. She wanted to beg for an orgasm, but some part of her mind told her this begging wasn’t about that. The need for release was at its peak intensity, making it difficult to think clearly.

“I asked you a question, slave. What is your fucking name?”

“I am K’rra of clan Ry’attahk, fourth wellspring of the desert blossom.”

“Degenerate star,” Andin whispered. “I saw a bounty for her.”

“And you are just now connecting it?” Bev asked. “How many Gythian slaves have you ever seen?”

“None, Bev. But her picture on the bounty board was prissy, frigid. Look at her. She’s a fucking dripping sex pot, all curves and fuck me eyes. The Naval picture did not show her off like this.”

“Please, sir. Return me to my master. I beg you. I chose slavery. I have no interest in being a free and shamed woman on Gyth.”

“How do we get the bounty?” Bev said. “We don’t want to bring the authorities here.”

“No,” Andin replied while jumping up from the bed and gathering his clothes, “But we can get a bounty hunter here. It won’t be the full pay, but trust me, Bev, it’s a lot. I’m going to go to my office and make a call. Keep the slut entertained for a bit.”

He left the apartment and was still in the process of getting dressed. K’rra stared up at the nurse. She was obviously a sadist. She’d enjoyed hurting K’rra physically and asking all those degrading questions. Now that the nurse knew K’rra liked cock more than pussy she wondered if there would be another round of torment. Especially since there was a naked man in the room.

Bev sat down next to K’rra, and the blue-skinned woman shuddered. Every motion, every move, every glance that Bev made had K’rra flinch in fear. The professional trainers in the Hol’s employ hadn’t been so casually cruel. K’rra begged the universe to send Kaster to her now.

Bev reached out and touched the slave girl. K’rra shuddered, knowing hurt would soon follow.

“I’ve got an idea,” Bev said. “Since you like cock so much, I’m going to let Simp here fuck you.”

Simp grunted his approval.

Bev continued, “But because I want to get off, you’re going to eat me as he drills you. But the most fun part of this little game is that I’m going to reverse your desires.”

K’rra had a sickening feeling, she knew exactly what Bev was up to but kept silent.

“Simp, scoot back a little. Good. Now blue-cunt, get down on all fours. I want your ass in his lap. Yes, so he can fuck you. That is what you like, right?”

“Yes, miss,” K’rra said as she crawled to the floor on all fours. She backed her ass up into Simp’s lap, feeling his rigid pole against her lips. She wanted it buried inside her so badly. It was impossible not to press back on him, bouncing a little in anticipation of things to come.

Bev spread her legs. “Look up here cunt.”

“Yes, miss.” K’rra could only think about that cock that would give her release rubbing against her. She opened her dazed eyes to look at Bev, who tinkered with a control wand. Inside, K’rra clenched. Nothing good could come from what she was seeing.

“And there we go,” Bev said and tossed the wand aside. “I’ve reprogrammed your disgusting fuck hole. From now on, when you take cock, it's going to hurt. Every fucking stroke will be painful. Heck, when you ever think about cock those implants are going to sting and set your cunt on fire. In the painful burning way.”

“But, to make things interesting,” Bev went on. “Anytime you touch or see vagina, you are going to be rewarded with the most delicious touches ever. You may not want to eat pussy, but it will be the only way you ever get off.”

Bev grabbed two fistfuls of K’rra’s hair and pulled the slave into her cunt. “Fucking suck, slave.”

K’rra did as she was told and more. She lapped hungrily at the puss of her miss. It had exactly the effect Bev said it would. The vibrations in her cunt went to eleven. K’rra screamed into Bev snatch desperate for the climax pussy now promised.

“Fill her up, Simp,” Bev demanded. “And you better fuck her hard. I wanna see your dick coming up through her throat.

“Yes, ma'am,” he said.

K’rra felt a hand grab her hips and pull back. The hot beefy spear tip of a cock nestled against her and then slid in easily. She couldn’t do anything but groan as the prick filled her. As she felt Simp begin rocking into her, the tickles of sharp pain began flooding through her.

Bev yanked on K’rra’s hair, shoving the slave across her cunt. With each grinding thrust K’rra felt waves of pleasure. She wanted to please this pussy because it felt so good doing it. As Simp pounded her from behind, each thrust was a spike of agony. She loved cock, but it hurt so much. The conflicting feelings of pain and pleasure turned K’rra into a thoughtless animal. She shoved herself back on Simp’s shaft, knowing it would hurt, but needing it. At the same time, she devoured the cunt in front of her, relishing how it made her own hole clench ever closer to orgasm, yet something about the taste and feel of it felt hollow. She loved and hated and loved but hated what she was being made to do. It was driving her insane with conflicting emotions.

“Reach up and pinch those nipples, Simp. If you want to cum I better hear her screaming.”

K’rra felt hungry fingers reaching up to her nipples. Then lancing pain as he yanked back on them. Added to the angry thrusts of his painful cock and she couldn’t hold back. She screamed into Bev’s cunt, careful not to stop lapping at it. This, she thought, was far worse than the physical beating. At least with the beating things weren’t twisted around in her head.

“Please, ma'am. Please let me fill this nasty cunt up with my spunk. I can't hold back much longer.”

“Keep begging, boy, I’m getting close,” Bev said, enjoying the feel of K’rra’s tongue sliding across her nub. K’rra felt sick, she wanted more than anything in the galaxy to cum, but the thought of Simp’s jizz inside her made her nauseated.

Bev squealed, her fingers tightening in K’rra’s hair. K’rras face was pressed hard into cunt as Bev began squirting and orgasming. “Eat it, cunt. Suck it all up, you filthy blue fuck hole.”

K’rra shoved herself against her miss. Lapping and sucking and swallowing as much as she could. She was coated in juices and exhausted from the effort, but she continued pressing on just as her miss demanded. She snaked a hand between Bev’s legs and slipped two fingers into the sodden hole. Lapping for what seemed like hours until the human woman shoved her away.

“Oh fuck.” Bev cried. “Sensitive.”

Bev lay panting as Simp grunted non-stop, filling K’rra with hard cock.

Thoughts of Bev climaxing elated K’rra, the same way the feeling of cock inside her stung. She needed Simp to finish so she could get his disgusting prick far away from her.

“Please miss,” K’rra begged, “let him cum. Let him finish in me, please.”

Angrily Bev demanded, ‘You still want man goo? You still want to get fucked after I reprogrammed your implants?”

“No, miss,” K’rra begged, “I just want him to finish. Please, it's so disgusting. I’ll do anything to make it stop and be back in your puss.”

The words had an effect on Bev, her breathing changed, and she made a low guttural sound. She watched as K’rra continued to get fuck by cock that hurt and made her sick. The human woman couldn’t help but start stroking herself at the thought of the blue cunt being tortured mercilessly.

“Cum for me whore.” Bev whispered. “I know you hate it. Cock is fucking wrong. I want you to feel that nasty jizz buried inside you. Cum now.”

Her insides clenched. The painful pressure she’d already felt doubled. Hurt was a song she was drowning in. And then, it flipped. She howled ferally in the room. Simp’s cock was still pounding her, hurting her, making her want to scratch it out with her nails. At the same time, she could feel her pussy, soft, inviting, drenched in her own juices, fluttering and massaging the evil cock buried in her. She cried out to her ancestors, to the galaxy, the gods that once were. Losing control, K’rra’s body twitched and spasmed uncontrollably as she was lost in the whirlwind of conflicting sensations.

“Cum, Simp. Fill this whore slave girl with your spunk. I want it shooting out her fucking nostrils. You better drown her in your filth.”

From behind, K’rra felt Simp grip her hips painfully. The fingers dug in hard enough to threaten tearing flesh. His pace doubled, quadrupled, as he jackhammered against her cunt. She wanted it and him out of her. It felt wrong, gross, disgusting. And then she was flooded in his oily thick jizz. She squeezed her cunt as hard as possible, hoping to force it out. All she ended up doing was massaging him tighter with her own flesh, flesh that despised the feel of him. Violated, sickened and orgasming uncontrollably, K’rra melted away into nothing.

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