Chapter 3 - The Nest

Wherever the girls were being taken, it was several days away on foot. The Thrallorn marched relentlessly, never tiring and never losing focus. They didn’t need light to see at night, and didn’t appear to need much sleep either. Zara thought she was going to go insane from the hours upon hours of hanging in silence, only interrupted briefly in the dead of night for the creatures to violate them again. It was always the same during the journey, they would penetrate the gags made from their natural adhesive with their cocks, brutally fuck their mouths and cum down their throats, then reseal the gags. As disgusting as it was, the creatures’ cum seemed to sate Zara’s hunger and thirst at the same time as it sapped her energy and psionic power. After ‘feeding’ them it was right back to marching, never missing a beat. Eventually they left the plains and crossed into dense jungle, perhaps the same one Zara had crashed in. Her body took sleep when it could, and only after three nights of travelling did anything change.

Zara woke with a start, her body bucking wildly in panic before she remembered the situation she was in. She was shocked to see that she was no longer being transported, instead she seemed to be in some kind of cell, a concrete room so old it was crumbling and overgrown with the jungle’s foliage. The room had been stripped of any equipment or hint to its original purpose, but one of the walls had completely collapsed and the opening looked out over the top of a dense part of the jungle, indicating that she might be in a tower of some kind. The next thing Zara noticed was the other women, two of them, lying in the back corner. One was human, a tall dark skinned girl with long curly hair, the other was a species Zara didn’t recognise. She resembled a slender human woman, except her skin was neon green and she had two antennae sticking up through her bright orange hair. She also had unusually large eyes and facial features that gave her almost a bug-like face, though she was still very pretty. The women were both completely naked and neither of them were moving. Zara stood on shaky legs, still in her green underwear but now ungagged and unbound, and stumbled out towards the opening. Her psionic energy was still gone, but there didn’t seem to be anyone guarding the room. Before she even got close to the edge, a metallic collar around her neck that she didn’t know she was wearing before then suddenly tightened, and a red beam from the back of the room shot out to meet it, yanking her backwards violently and sending her tumbling back into the corner near the other girls. It reeled her in until the collar pressed against the back wall, where it held her in place, choking her as she grabbed at it and spluttered for air.

“It’ll stop in a minute, just don’t try to leave again.” The human woman said, her eyes now open. Zara gasped out, unable to take in any air, sure that the collar was going to choke her to death. Her vision started to blur as she struggled and pulled against it, only just as she gave up did it suddenly loosen, the beam disappearing and releasing her into a heap on the floor. She desperately choked in as much air as she could, lying on her back, watching as the two women stood up, the human coming to her side and helping her sit.

“Deep breaths, easy now.” She said soothingly. Once Zara had caught her breath and recovered she introduced herself and quickly established that they were all captives of The Thrallorn. The human woman said her name was Melody and that she had been a captive for a month or so. The green skinned woman didn’t speak Galactic Standard and without her comms device Zara couldn’t translate, but she was apparently there when Melody arrived. She seemed friendly enough but, unable to take part in the conversation, she sat in the corner by herself. Both of the women had collars like Zara’s, and their bodies were covered in bruises in various states of healing, no doubt evidence of the abuse that was occurring here.

“Do you know how many of them are here? We were ambushed by six but we managed to take out two.” Zara explained, but Melody gave a grim look.

“Dozens at least. Those were just hunters but you’re in the nest now, there’s a hierarchy. The leader of this pack is a monstrosity, twice as big as the others and twice as… Hungry. It’s like a tribal chief, taking its pick of the women, the rest are kept below. That’s probably where your friend is.” She explained.

“Dozens… Does this leader come here alone? Perhaps if we worked together we could overpower it and escape. Do you know anything about how these collars work?” Zara asked, her mind racing to process the information she had been given. Melody just shook her head, sitting back down against the wall.

“Listen, there is no escape. There’s no way to get out of here, we just have to wait until help comes from the city. Eventually enough of us will go missing for them to realise and they’ll come and clean out the nest.”

“But… That’s a CFS city isn’t it? Won’t they take us back there?”

“Yeah… Where do you think we’re from?” Melody said, as if it was a stupid question. Zara hadn’t mentioned she was from the Federation yet, and now it dawned on her, these women were slaves, just like Bella had been. Zara started to wonder if there were any free women on this planet at all. Perhaps it was better to keep her mouth shut about her identity and Bella’s Federation ship, if this girl was so resigned to returning to her life as a slave she might give Zara away to the CFS authorities. Of course she would save them both if she could, but more and more it seemed like she might be lucky to get out of this one herself…

“You said the woman I was captured with might be below? How many others are there?” Zara asked. Melody just shrugged.

“No clue, but a lot. We don’t really get out of this room much, it’s hard to know what’s going on out there.” Zara was a little dejected at how easily this woman seemed to accept her fate, but then again she had been trapped in this room for a month. Confined to such a small space she could see how one might lose hope…

***

A few hours later, night had fallen and the two slave women were fast asleep, leaving Zara awake, kneeling next to the back wall and carefully studying it, running her fingers along every groove and ridge. Her psionic energy was still empty and she assumed the creatures were going to keep it that way. If she was going to get anywhere she would have to disable the collar, but she couldn’t find any hint at the mechanism that emitted the beam, especially in the dark. There was some kind of high tech machinery in the walls, of that she was certain, but it seemed completely inaccessible from the inside. She guessed the room was once a lab of some kind, maybe designed to study life forms with controls on the outside somewhere. She winced as the screams from below rose in volume again, they had started an hour ago and had barely let up since then, many different female voices crying out in misery somewhere outside the room. She shook her head and tried to focus on what she was doing, but a moment later something suddenly gripped her tightly from behind. A massive hand grabbed her by the neck, the huge fingers easily wrapping around and choking her tightly. In one movement she was lifted up off the ground, two more hands grabbing either ankle and another getting her wrists. She was totally immobilised, her muscles pathetically weak against the hulking limbs that held her up. Slowly, she was rotated to face the monster, immediately recognisable as the chief that Melody mentioned. It was bigger than the other Thrallorn, standing at about twice her height, Zara just able to make out a fearsome, drooling face in the moonlight. It grinned as it watched her squirm, the four arms enough to contain her as it carried her to the open wall of the room. As it crossed the threshold, the collar activated again, choking Zara just as before, though this time she was pulled against the force of the beam by the creature. Zara felt like her neck was about to snap, but after a few seconds it managed to wrench her free from the beam, apparently with great effort, and she was outside. It was hard to make out much in the dark, but they seemed to be standing on some kind of cliffside in the middle of the jungle, the room built into the terrain. There was a narrow path leading down into the thick of the jungle below, and as the creature marched her along the screams got louder. Eventually they reached a platform overlooking a clearing, it seemed to be some kind of landing pad surrounded by more of the same kind of structure as her cell. It was clear from the design that this place used to be a military installation of some kind before The Thrallorn had moved in, but they had done some crude construction themselves.

The scene on the landing pad below horrified Zara, she had never seen anything like it before, not even in Federation holobooks depicting the horrors of slavery in the CFS. The area was illuminated by several huge lit torches, allowing her to survey the entire scene. There were dozens of the creatures below, each with at least one woman, some of them holding two between their four arms. They were all in various degrees of bondage, held by the natural binding that the creatures produced. Some struggled, some just hung limply. Some of them simply had their wrists and ankles bound and were being pounded against a wall or prone on the ground, while others were being suspended from stocks that the creatures had constructed from tree logs. Many of them were hanging in a line from their wrists, taking a cock from behind and one down their throats. The scale of the debauchery was hard for Zara to process, most of the women were human but there were all manner of aliens mixed in as well. Amidst the depravity she spotted Bella, sandwiched upright between two creatures, her wrists bound above her and held in place while they fucked her from either side, her face contorted in pain.

Suddenly the chief spun Zara around and shoved her down against the metal railing that surrounded the platform they were on. She was looking up at the beast now, more easily able to see its grotesque features, yet it somehow looked more human than the others, more intelligent even. With her neck against the railing, the chief’s palm spewed out the adhesive, glueing her head in place while it held up her body. Her arms were glued below her a second later. She was lying face up but was able to bend her neck down towards the platform, letting her watch the continued parade of abuse rather than her own assailant. The chief then pressed her feet up against the railing either side of her, painfully contorting her body and spreading her legs wide. She felt like her hips were about to split in half as it glued her legs in place and tore off her panties, leaving her holes completely exposed. She looked back up, just in time to see the chief remove its loincloth and reveal two monstrous appendages, one right below the other.

“No… No…” She moaned, unable to believe what was happening to her as the chief brought its two cocks up to her crotch, one sitting against her pussy lips and the other perfectly arched up to meet her asshole. She started to groan loudly into the night air as she was skewered by the two spears of meat, the creature easily overcoming any resistance in her body and filling every inch of her insides. She could feel both cocks running up against each other inside her as they buried themselves deep, rearranging her insides. She screamed out as loud as she could just to alleviate the pain, and the chief almost seemed to enjoy it, letting out a primal growl as it started to fuck her hard. Tears poured down Zara’s cheeks, whether she leaned back and watched as Bella had all her holes filled, or leaned forward and watched the same happen to her, there was no escaping the reality of her situation. She had failed, and now not only she but Bella too was paying the price. As the chief continued to pound her relentlessly it dawned on her that a lot more punishment was coming before she had any hope of escape, and that was if she could make a plan before the slavers got there and ‘rescued’ her themselves.

***

Zara’s asshole was on fire as the massive bastard slammed itself into her hips hard enough to make her ass cheeks ripple, her pussy was receiving the same treatment of course but she could barely feel it in comparison to the hell inflicted on her rear end. The chief always fucked with both its cocks but the upper one was bigger, which meant that doggystyle was a whole other world of hurt. It held her up at the height of its waist with two hands, gripping her stomach and thighs along with it, easily subduing her with her calves dangling and her ass sticking out while its other hands held her arms back painfully, forcing her to arch her back up and stick out her tits. Melody and the alien watched from the corner with looks of pity but not surprise, after all this was a daily occurrence at the very least. Over the last week it had been working her harder than the other two, maybe to try and break her spirit or maybe just because she was new and interesting, it was hard to discern the creature’s motives. It came into the cell twice a day and twice a night, picking one or two of the women to enjoy each time. They didn’t need to eat or drink thanks to the satiating properties of The Thrallorn’s seed, so there was nothing to break up the days besides their abuse. Zara was starting to see how someone could lose their resolve in a place like this, the endless cycle of waiting to be used was mind numbing.

“Fuuu…” She grunted out in pain as the chief sped up, nearing its climax. Her alien cellmate noticed this and crawled forward, kneeling under Zara and opening her mouth like a begging dog. She hadn’t been fucked in a few days now and was apparently getting hungry enough to beg for scraps, something Zara welcomed since any cum that ended up in her body continued to drain her psionic energy. It had been completely empty since she arrived and didn’t seem to be replenishing. The chief either took pity on the alien or found her desperation appealing, as it dropped Zara into a heap on the ground and grabbed her green body instead, eliciting cries of pain as it pinned her down and fucked her ferociously with no buildup. Zara took a deep gasp of breath and rolled over to her side, completely spent, both physically and emotionally, only the chief wasn’t done with her yet. A massive hand reached out and grabbed her neck, yanking her over like she was a toy and slapping her down against the green woman’s body. Zara struggled but she couldn’t stop it forcing her mouth down over the upper cock while the lower one buried itself in the alien’s pussy. The emerald folds of skin seemed to have a life of their own, almost growing around the cock and massaging it, trying to squeeze its contents out, no doubt enhancing the experience greatly for the monster. Zara had never seen it up close before now, it looked like when her species had sex the woman’s body did all the work, only now it was being force fucked anyway, something Zara could tell caused a lot of pain. Zara was in a good deal of pain herself, her lips almost splitting as she was forced to the base of the huge upper member, her throat completely blocked. If the alien had been chosen for her enthusiastic genitalia she had been chosen for her Federation conditioning, the creature must have somehow been able to tell she could withstand more than the average woman. Seconds later both cocks erupted simultaneously and Zara fought to choke down as much cum as quickly as she could, her body spasming in revolt. Just when she thought she was going to pass out the chief grabbed her and tossed her body against the wall, cum leaking out of her mouth as she lay still, recovering. She didn’t move a muscle while the chief removed itself from the green woman, only watching passively as it picked itself up and lumbered out of the room. Immediately, she got on all fours and coughed out all the cum she could onto the floor. She couldn’t hide her disgust as the alien woman dived over to lap it up.

“She doesn’t know when she’ll eat again. Look what it’s done to her.” Melody said sadly, but Zara ignored her, putting her hands on the woman’s shoulders.

“Listen to me, can you do that again? Lure it to you?” Zara demanded, but she only got a blank stare in answer.

“What does it matter?” Melody asked from the corner.

“Just trust me, if it doesn’t cum in me I might be able to get out of here. She needs to keep it busy. Again! Again!” Zara explained, repeating the words loudly and rotating her fingers in a circle. It was apparently no use, the alien only frowned in confusion.

“Hold on, I learnt a few words from her not long after I was captured. I think I can tell her.” Melody said, stepping forward. She spoke a few words in an alien tongue and the green woman looked confused, but nodded.

“I guess she trusts you.” Melody shrugged. Zara smiled for the first time in a while, putting a hand on both of their shoulders.

“If I can get out of here, I’m getting both of you out as well. I promise.”

***

Zara woke up in the middle of the night, she knew it was late as the screams from below had died down somewhat from the usual uproar of the early evening. She wasn’t used to getting an uninterrupted night’s sleep by any means, and prepared herself to suddenly be yanked up by the chief, but to her surprise that’s not what happened. After a moment she realised she hadn’t been woken by her captor, but instead by a feeling in her body, a spark she hadn’t felt inside for the weeks she had been held there. A drop of her psionic energy had returned! Even with the distraction technique the chief was still cumming in her once or twice a day, but over time it wasn’t enough to stop her implant from replenishing her, just a little. She knew she had to act quick, after all the monster could return and fuck her again right now for all she knew. Reaching up to the collar at her neck, she placed her index finger against the cool metal and concentrated. This was going to hurt, but there was no other way. Pressing down hard, she centred herself and concentrated, channelling the energy until her fingertip started to glow green and heat up. The tiny burst of energy was enough to melt through the collar, giving herself a painful burn in the process, which she barely felt as adrenaline started to course through her system. Her ordeal was far from over, but she had taken the first step, she couldn’t remove the collar but with any luck it wouldn’t function with the break in it. She gave one last look to her sleeping cellmates before she ran for the exit, repeating her promise to herself that she would come back for them. As she stepped out of the room the beam appeared again and she felt it try to pull her in, but it was much weaker, just weak enough for her to overpower with her own strength, and after an agonising few seconds she managed to wrench herself past the threshold. The force of the action had the side effect of tipping her forward and sending her tumbling over the edge of the cliff. She tried to latch on to something but she was weak and tired, and so she couldn’t stop herself from crashing down through the jungle foliage, falling a greater distance than she had anticipated and landing in a heap on the forest floor, the impact enough to knock her unconscious.

***

Zara suddenly woke with a start to the now familiar sensation of being force fucked, a Thrallorn cock pounding itself into her throat. The creature was holding her head as she knelt down, her arms and legs tightly bound behind her. She was in the same spot in the jungle, only it was day now, and most surprisingly it wasn’t the chief fucking her. She had been found by a random member of the pack, and it must have been some time later because she could feel more of her psionic energy inside her. Before the creature even noticed she was awake she let out a burst of energy, vaporising the top half of the creature and pushing the rest off her. It took the rest of her energy reserves to melt the bindings away, but for the moment she seemed to be free. Slowly, she stood up on shaky legs, looking around but seeing only dense jungle. Her body ached, her mind was hazy, but still she started to walk.

“Now for the hard part…” She murmured to herself.

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