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With a flick of her wrist, Voss summoned her royal guards. The electronic bracelet on her wrist powered on and she began speaking to her royal guards. "Bring Zarah Valkyrist here," she barked, her voice filled with a commanding tone that brooked no argument. "I will deal with her myself." The guards heard the command coming from the intercom, their footsteps echoing down the hallway as they proceeded to find Zarah.
"What are you going to do with her?" Kai wanted to know. If anything happened to her he would feel stricken by guilt. Voss looked at him with an evil smirk. "I'm going to torture her until she confesses,” when Voss spoke, her words were ominous and chilling. “Then I'm going to end you. When I'm done with her, she will face the same fate as you."
Kai's heart sank as the reality of the situation set in. He had never seen this side of Voss, no one ever wanted to face this side of her. His thoughts raced, trying to devise a way to save Zarah from the queen's wrath, her untamed ruthlessness.
Kai, confined in a holding cell connected to Voss's room, could do nothing and felt completely helpless as Voss's royal guards brought Zarah to her quarters. His mind was filled with anxiety and fear. He felt a sense of deep frustration and guilt while being trapped in the cell, unable to do anything to help Zarah escape the situation. Kai sat in his cell, his imagination racing about the horrors Zarah might endure. He had heard the whispers, the half-told stories of Captain Voss’s interrogations—subjects broken, minds shattered. He gritted his teeth, pacing his limited confines, helpless to intervene.
Kai's gaze grew distant as he recalled when Zarah took off her medical scrub. As he sat there he kept thinking about that moment repeatedly in his mind. All this wouldn’t be happening if he had just prevented her from removing it in the first place. But he froze in place and kept watching her slowly reveal her beautiful red-laced transparent bra. He couldn't shake the image of her standing before him, her face looking away in embarrassment, a silent declaration of her innocence and vulnerability. He felt a pang of regret for not having the strength to intervene.
Kai's thoughts were interrupted by the heavy footsteps of the royal guards as they approached Voss's quarters. His heart raced, his breath shallow, as he strained to listen through the thick metal walls. The clank of metal on metal grew closer, and he knew they were bringing her into Voss’s room.
As the guards opened the heavy automatic doors, Zarah entered, her feet hesitant against the polished floor, the sound swallowed by the dampening aura. She wore her cadet uniform, and her radiant pink hair cascaded in tangled waves. Her worried eyes searched Voss’s, hoping to glimpse the reassuring spark of tranquility but instead, she was met with the impenetrable gaze of a ruler intent on bending the world to her will.
The air in Captain Voss’s quarters shimmered with an otherworldly tension, illuminated by the soft glow of bioluminescent vines curling around the walls. Captain Voss was seated in her elaborate chair, a velvet monstrosity with gold-plated arms and a crimson cushion that matched the color of her lips. The dark green liquid swirling in the ornate cup before she mirrored the depths of the galaxy—calm yet ominous.
She took a delicate sip from a cup filled with a dark green liquid, her eyes narrowed with anticipation. The liquid glowed faintly in the dimly lit room, hinting at its potent contents. Voss, regal in her demeanor, wore an expression of serene authority, but beneath that masked façade lurked a heart hardened by ambition and a thirst for dominance.
Swallowing hard, Zarah knelt before Queen Voss, lowering her head with a determined grace that was belied by the fluttering in her chest. She mustered a smile, a fragile façade to hide her mounting dread. “Maybe this is it”, she thought. “Maybe the Queen sees the value in my service. Perhaps… perhaps I will be awarded a position in her Elite Royal Medical Core.” The thought flickered like a candlelight against the backdrop of encroaching shadows. But the moment the thoughts came to mind, the illusion shattered. Captain Voss set her cup down, the sound akin to a thunderclap in the tense silence, and spoke.
She was so composed, and deliberate, which fueled Zarah’s hope, though naivety often walked hand-in-hand with ignorance. “Rise.” Captain Voss’s voice was smooth, but each word sliced through the atmosphere like ice. Zarah first lifted her head, heart racing, adrenaline pumping, and waited for the inevitable pronouncement of her value. ”As you stand before me today, I want you to remember this moment. Remember it very well. I have a simple question to ask of you. Just one.” Voss lifted the cup to her lips once more, taking a deliberate sip, allowing the rich liquid to slide slowly down her throat. Voss held the cup in her hand while she asked her question. “What is Kai to you?”
The joy that had momentarily flickered in Zarah’s heart extinguished in an instant, replaced with the fear that coiled tightly around her throat. “K-Kai?” Zarah’s heart pounded in her chest like a drum announcing a war. She took a deep, shaky breath, trying to compose herself. "Your Highness," she continued, her voice quivering, "Kai is a-a friend. He is a kind soul with a gentle touch, but no more than that." Kai could hear her words faintly through the metal wall. Kai's eyes widened upon hearing her gentle voice. He admired her courage when she spoke to Voss.
Zarah wondered what the question was all about. Why was Queen Voss asking her about Kai? “Okay. Did Kai ever tell you anything about me?”
“Wha- I, no, your Highness. Kai had never…”
“Silence!” Voss snapped, her voice reverberating against the walls. She placed the cup down with a measured grace. “Kai told you things about me. Things you shouldn’t know. I can see it in your eyes. You trust him so much you even exposed yourself to him.”
Zarah’s blood turned to ice. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about!” she blurted, desperation seeping into her tone.
“I’ll ask you again,” Voss said, her tone chilling. “What did Kai tell you about me?” With a flick of her wrist, she summoned a device from the shadows, a grotesque piece of technology designed for extraction. It clanked ominously as it settled onto the table that stood between them. But Zarah’s resolve was waning as Voss got up from her chair and took a step closer, the light catching the sharp edges of her features. “You might think you can endure this, girl. But everyone sings eventually.”
Zarah’s mind raced, her thoughts churning as panic settled in her gut. Each pulse of her heart seemed to echo her fate. “I assure you, Queen Voss, I didn’t do anything wrong. I heard nothing about you.” Her voice was a fragile whisper, but she let every ounce of fear sink deep into the words. Her lips began to tremble the moment she finished speaking.
Captain Voss regarded her with a mixture of intrigue and disgust. “Such defiance… it makes the game more interesting,” she said softly, almost thoughtfully. “Perhaps I shall enjoy breaking you.” That’s when Voss had an idea. “No,” she said chillingly. She was just about to reach for a thick metal rod on the table but then stopped herself as soon as the thought came to her. “I won’t break you... Kai will…” Voss’s cold laughter rang out, echoing against the walls as Zarah steeled herself for the inevitable.
"What did Voss mean when she said that?" Zarah pondered, her eyes carefully following Voss as she headed toward the area where Kai was being held captive. “What was she going to make Kai do?”
Voss's smile grew, her eyes gleaming with amusement. Her boots clicked against the cold floor as she positioned herself in front of the holding cell. She scans her hand on a panel mounted on the wall, and a heavy metal door slides upon and the red-colored force field disappears. Kai steps out of his holding cell dumbfounded. Kai locked eyes with Voss, and then his gaze quickly shifted to Zarah, who stood frozen in place, utterly petrified.
Kai's jaw clenched, and his eyes darted back to Voss’s. "I won't play your games," he said firmly, though his heart was racing.
Voss's smile grew wider, the corners of her mouth turning up in a sinister arc. "Oh, this isn't a game. It's war, Kai. And both you and your little friend Zarah are in the thick of it,” she said, picking up the thick metal rod and using it to gesture to Zarah. “I'm going to have fun with both of you. I want to see you break her. You better do everything I tell you or you're both dead. Do you understand what I’m telling you?"
“B-break her? I’m not going to hurt her. That’s where I draw the line, Voss!” Voss makes her way over to him, each step a thunderous clank that brings a shiver down Kai’s spine.
She smacks Kai in the face. A wide sinister smirk forms on her face, "I keep telling you to watch your tone when you speak to a queen! Now, stick this rod deep into her pussy maggot, until it's sore and red." With a flick of her wrist, she handed the thick metal rod to Kai, the cold, unyielding weight of it a stark contrast to the warmth of her hand. "Take it, walk over there, and strip her of her clothing," she ordered, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Make her scream. Make her beg for mercy." Her last words were spoken in a curiously seductive way, leaving Kai feeling confused and conflicted.
Voss's last words were spoken with a puzzling yet seductive tone, causing Kai to feel confusion and inner conflict. He couldn't help but be perplexed by her words, and it sent a wave of mixed emotions through him.
Kai takes the thick rod, he can feel its heavy weight in his hands. Kai stared at the metal rod, his mind racing. He felt a strange tug-of-war within himself. On one hand, anger and fear for Zarah's safety. On the other, a confusing surge of something that felt suspiciously like attraction. Voss's seductive tone painted a picture of a twisted game, where he was both the player and the prize. He looked at Zarah, her eyes pleading with him, and he knew he couldn't go through with it. He had to find a way to save them both.
"I can tell what you feel for her by the way you look into her eyes. It would be interesting to see what an animal does when it’s being forced to do something it doesn’t want to do,” she said, as she walked over to her chair. A sinister smile played at the corners of her lips.
Kai's heart raced as he thought about Voss's instructions. His mind was flooded with anxiety and disgust at the thought of stripping Zarah in front of Voss. But he dared not disobey her command. “Do whatever you want with her, Kai. I'll watch in the comfort of my chair. Amuse me.” Her voice was cold and commanding as she issued her order.
“Go on, take the sluts clothes off Kai… I know you want to.” Voss said sinisterly as Kai’s breath caught in his throat when he heard Voss speak those words. Voss sank into her chair, her gaze fixed on Kai and Zarah.
After taking a deep breath, rod in hand, he took a step forward toward Zarah. Kai's eyes are locked with Zarah’s as he approaches her. His hands were shaking, the weight of the rod feeling heavier by the second. He knew he had to act fast. He whispered, "I'm sorry," his voice barely a breath.
Kai slowly helped to take Zarah's clothing off, trying to delay the inevitable. She trembled as the watchful eyes of evil Queen Voss looked at both of them eagerly. She lifts an eyebrow the moment the last piece of clothing is removed from Zarah, her transparent laced red bra. Zarah quickly tries to cover her breasts and her pussy, feeling complete embarrassment. Zarah stood in front of Kai and Voss feeling vulnerable and exposed, trembling in front of them.
Her dark skin was honeyed and radiant, like the warm glow of the sun. It looked as soft and delicate as a flower petal, like the gentle touch of a summer breeze. Although small in stature, she had a petite and delicate frame that held small but alluring curves. These subtle features caught Kai's eye, leaving him momentarily breathless at the sight of her slight but captivating form.
Her smooth, lustrous pink hair fell in waves around her shoulders, like a soft cascade of silk. Her petite frame was slender, yet shapely, each curve accentuated by the lighting in the room. Her skin was smooth and unblemished, a perfect shade of dark sepia that shimmered softly in the low light of the room.
"Kai, don't. Please." Zarah softly begged, her soft, desperate plea was a stark reminder of the predicament they'd found themselves in. Her angelic eyes glowed brightly under the dim lights. It broke his heart to look into them. But Kai had no choice. They both knew there was no getting out of this. Voss didn’t believe either of them. It was either to obey Voss's twisted demands and entertain her sexual and dominant fantasies or be killed.
Voss had them trapped, her skewed sense of justice leaving them no room to breathe. He could feel the weight of her disbelief in him, a heavy burden that seemed to sink deeper with every second that went by. Kai had tried reasoning with her, but she was unyielding, a force of nature that didn't bend to the will of others. Kai gulps hard, tightening his grip on the thick metal rod in his hand.
“Lay her down on the floor, now! I don’t have all day.” Voss barked a command at Kai. Her voice cuts through the dense silence that had settled in the room. Her eyes were sharp and focused, a stark contrast to Kai's nervous glances toward the shaking figure of Zarah. Kai took a deep breath and gently guided Zarah to the floor by holding her hand, his movements calculated yet filled with a hint of hesitation. Her legs quivered as she felt the cold floor of Voss's room beneath her, and she couldn't help but let out a soft gasp as she lay down. He paused for a moment, looking at her with pity and obedience, before speaking in a soft tone. "Spread your legs, Zarah." Zarah trembles and closes her eyes as she slowly spreads her legs apart. Her lips quiver uncontrollably while her arms cover her exposed medium-sized breasts.
Zarah felt incredibly vulnerable and exposed under the judgmental gazes of Queen Voss and Kai. The intensity of their stares made her feel as if she were on display, a specimen to be studied and dissected by their cold, unwavering gazes. Every inch of her body was exposed in their presence, leaving her feeling raw and defenseless. She could feel their eyes boring into her as if they were trying to see through her to her very soul.
Tears begin to take shape in the corner of her eyes. Kai can now see her pussy in full display. He repositions his body on the ground to take a closer look.
Captain Voss’s mouth begins to water, imagining all the twisted things she wants to force Kai to do to her. She wants to decisively mess up Kai’s mind. "Ram it in her already!" Voss's voice grew more insistent, the hunger in it palpable. Voss demands Kai to insert the long thick metal rod into Zarah's tight pussy. Kai gulps down hard and proceeds to obey her.
"Wider," she ordered. “Spread her wider,” her eyes gleamed with sadistic excitement. Kai's hand trembled as he positioned the long, thick metal rod over her shaking body. It glinted under the light, a stark reminder of the fate that awaited her. Zarah's eyes shot open in terror and defiance, locking onto Kai's. She saw the turmoil within him, the internal struggle raging between his loyalty to the queen and his compassion for her. Her breathing quickened as the rod came closer and closer to her pussy hole.
Her breathing grew more erratic, the anticipation of the cold, unforgiving metal pressing against her tender flesh making her heart pound in her chest. Despite the fear, she could feel her pussy growing wetter, an involuntary response to the situation she found herself in. The rod hovered just above her, the tip tantalizingly close to her sensitive clit. She bit her bottom lip to stifle a whimper, her eyes never leaving Kai's.
The room seemed to close in around them. Zarah's breaths grew shorter, her chest heaving with each shallow intake of breath. The anticipation was almost too much to bear, as the rod hovered too close to the entrance of her most intimate body part. Then, without warning, Voss's furious voice shattered the silence. "Kai, what are you waiting for? Do it now!" she roared, her eyes flashing with anger.
Finally, the inevitable moment arrived. The metal touched her, sending a jolt of cold through her body that made her gasp. Once the metal touches her sensitive skin, Zarah lets out a whimper and a gasp. It felt like every muscle in her body tensed up all at once when the moment arrived. Her breath gets caught in her throat as Kai freezes in position not knowing what to do next.
It was a strange feeling. The icy steel slipping deep inside her increased her fears and was followed immediately by pain, the coldness of the rod contrasting sharply with the heat building inside her. Kai's hand didn't move, he couldn’t believe what he had just done. He held the rod in place only mere inches inside Zarah's pussy hole because of the intensity of the moment. The weight of his gaze bore into her, and she could see the conflict within him—his loyalty to the queen warring with his burgeoning feelings for her.
Annoyed by Kai not moving an inch, Voss began to yell at him furiously.
"Just what are you doing, Kai? Push it in deep! Destroy her cunt! I want to see her in pain!" Voss slams her fist on the armrest of her chair. Voss immediately got up, not satisfied with the results, and marched across the room to take matters into her own hands.
Kai's hand remained steady, his gaze never leaving Zarah's. For a fraction of a second, something passed between them—understanding, regret, perhaps even a hint of rebellion. At that moment Voss towered over them both, lowered herself down and wrapped her hand around Kai’s hand holding the rod, and rammed it repeatedly into Zarah’s pussy hole. With Voss’s strong grip on top of Kai’s hand holding the rod, the cold metal slides through Zarah’s folds with surprising ease. Zarah's eyes watered as she felt herself stretch to accommodate the unyielding intrusion, her muscles tightening around the rod instinctively. Tears come down as she tries to catch her breath.
Voss’s mouth waters with delight, saliva rolling down her chin as she enjoys watching Zarah in pain and being penetrated by force. Zarah's breath hitched, and tears began to roll down her cheeks as she bit back a scream. The pain was sharp and intense, but it was the degradation that truly cut her to the core. Zarah felt humiliated and treated like a piece of disposable trash. Voss watched with gleeful satisfaction, her mouth watering at the sight of the young girl's suffering. Kai couldn’t stop if he wanted to. Voss was guiding his hand in and out of Zarah’s tense and tight pussy hole. Kai forced himself not to enjoy Zarah’s suffering by closing his eyes. "Faster, Kai!" she urged, her voice thick with lust. "Make her beg for it! Tell her what a dirty slut she is!"
Kai's eyes squeezed shut, trying desperately to block out the image of Zarah's pain, but it was impossible to ignore her soft whimpers and the sound of the rod sliding in and out of her. He gritted his teeth, willing himself to remain detached from the scene playing out before him. But the warmth of her body, the scent of her arousal, and the way her muscles tightened around the cold metal made his cock throb in his pants. He hated himself for his body's betrayal.
Queen Voss forces him to watch and tells him to yell at Zarah and call her demeaning things. Voss slaps Zarah and then squeezes her neck tightly, making it hard for her to breathe. With a tremor in his voice, he did as he was told. "Y-you're loving t-this, aren't you, you d-d-dirty slut?"
“That’s a good maggot! Make her suffer! I want to see that poor excuse for a pussy hole sore, red, and sensitive.” Voss cackled with delight, her hand moving to her crotch, rubbing herself in time with the rhythm of the rod. "Look at her, Kai. She's a natural. She's going to take it like a champ." Zarah's eyes were squeezed shut, her face a mask of pain, but she remained silent, refusing to give the queen the satisfaction of hearing her beg. Her teeth dug tightly into her bottom lip, but she remained stoic, her body writhing involuntarily with every thrust of the metal.
Kai felt a wave of revulsion and anger wash over him as he forced himself to continue, his tongue feeling thick and unwieldy in his mouth. He didn't want to say the words that Voss had told him, but he knew the consequences of disobedience were too dire to risk. He leaned down, his breath hot against Zarah's ear. "You're doing so well," he murmured, trying to offer some semblance of comfort. "Just hold on a little longer."
"Oh, I would love to see the whore cum all over the place multiple times. Hmm, forcing her to cum all day long without any breaks.” Voss wondered about all the degrading things she could do to her. Just slapping Zarah's face made her eyes sparkle with glee. Voss took her hand and grabbed Zarah’s chin, forcing her to open her mouth. “Open your mouth you filthy slut!” At first, Zarah kept it shut tight trying to fight back but eventually gave in after being slapped multiple times. She opens her mouth slowly while her eyes are closed. Voss collects a warm wad of saliva in her mouth. The vile glob of spit hung precariously from her lower lip, threatening to drop onto Zarah's face. Voss spits it into Zarah’s mouth while watching the discomfort on Zarah’s face. “Swallow it all down whore!” Voss ordered, her voice dripping with malice.
The salty taste of the queen's spit filled her mouth, and she had no choice but to let the sticky moist saliva linger in her mouth. Once Voss’s grip on her chin was gone, Zarah quickly spat it out and let it fall to the floor as Voss chuckled with amusement. Zarah coughs trying to get every bit of the queen’s spit out of her mouth. Voss gives Zarah another hard slap to the face and then looks at Zarah's erect nipples like a hungry hawk.
After long minutes of ramming the thick metal rod into her pussy hole, Kai was out of it. Kai's grip tightened on the shaft, his strokes becoming more forceful under the captain's command. His arm moved on its own, knowing he couldn’t stop. Finally, Voss’s rock-hard grip loosens and she moves her body toward Zarah’s breasts. Voss licks her lips, wondering what Zarah's breasts would taste like. “Don’t you dare stop ramming that rod deep into her, Kai. Keep pushing, harder and faster! I want to see the miserable slut cry.” Voss lets go of Kai’s hand holding the rod and she moves on to Zarah’s breasts like a vicious predator.
The metal rod, cold and unyielding, slammed into her again and again, each thrust a silent declaration of the power dynamics at play. With every painful push, Zarah tried to fight back, her hands flailing to block the inevitable.
Kai couldn't stop obeying Voss’s every command, no matter how much he wanted to. Voss would yell at him and force him to continue his sexual assault against Zarah who was on the floor defenseless.
“I have an idea. Force your tongue down the back of that sluts throat Kai, I know you love doing that to me." Zarah’s eyes were squeezed shut, and a thin line of sweat had formed on her forehead. Kai nodded, his gaze never leaving the contorted expression on Zarah's face. Voss grabs the rod from him and continues the ramming while Kai gets up to force his tongue down Zarah’s throat.
Voss grabs Zarah’s arms and pushes them away. Zarah tried to keep her breasts covered with her arms but to no avail. Voss was just too aggressive for her. Voss lowers her head and begins to devour Zarah’s breast while ramming the metal rod into her at a steady pace. Kai then positions his face over hers and softly apologizes to Zarah before forcing his tongue into her mouth.
Captain Voss was relentless. She was a force of nature, looking at Kai with a wicked grin while he prepared himself to force his tongue into Zarah’s mouth, her own hands ready to swat away any escape attempt. Her eyes danced with a twisted glee as she watched Zarah’s relentless suffering, enjoying the control she wielded. As the pain becomes more unbearable, Zarah begins to produce an involuntary sound of pain mixed with arousal. Kai tries to ignore the sounds knowing he couldn’t do anything to stop it.
"Your cries are music to my ears, dirty slut," Captain Voss whispered into Zarah's ear, her breath hot and sour. Her words were a taunt, a promise of more to come. The rod was a part of her now, a phallic symbol of the authority that held her captive.
“I’m enjoying every little bit of your nipples whore!” Voss’s tongue danced on Zarah’s petite pink erect nipples. She savors the taste in her mouth. Voss swirls the juices in her mouth, spits it back out onto Zarah's areola all while squeezing her tit hard, and sucks it back up to finally gulp it all down.
With feline grace, Captain Voss leaned down and captured one of Zarah's tortured nipples between her teeth, giving it a gentle yet firm bite. A muffled scream of pain and pleasure escaped Zarah’s lips. Voss's tongue swirled around the sensitive nub, teasing and taunting before she suckled hard. The salty taste of sweat and fear filled her mouth, a flavor she hadn't realized she enjoyed quite so much.
Kai leaned in, his mouth hovering above hers, and their eyes locked for a brief moment. In that fraction of a second, he saw the plea in her gaze, the silent beg for mercy. But there was something else, something deeper, something that spoke of a shared bond, a silent promise to endure this together.
Kai forces his tongue into her mouth. He tried not to think about it. It was a conflicting feeling. He knows he loves Zarah but doesn’t want to kiss her under these circumstances. He was forced to take advantage of her under the twisted commands of Voss.
Kai's heart raced his mind a tumult of conflicting emotions. He knew he had to obey or face the same fate, but the thought of kissing Zarah like this, under such cruel orders, made his stomach churn. Yet, his body responded to the scene before him, his cock hardening in his trousers despite the horror of it all.
"Spit in her mouth, maggot! Make her swallow it!" A tear goes down Zarah’s face as Kai pulls back from the kiss, opens her mouth by force, collects a wad of saliva in his mouth, and spits into it. The warm fluid mixed with her saliva in her mouth, and with it was the taste of fear. The act was degrading, but it was also a strange declaration of dominance. It felt wrong but his cock twitched the moment he did it. He watched as the saliva trickled down Zarah's chin, and she swallowed hard, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity amidst the humiliation. His body reacted to the power he held over her, his cock pulsing as he looked over to see Voss devouring Zarah’s medium-sized sensitive breasts.
Glaring at Captain Voss, he could see the challenge in her eyes as she continued to maul Zarah's sensitive soaking wet breasts. Her teeth grazed the tender flesh, eliciting gasps and whimpers from Zarah. The taunt in her voice was clear, "I bet you love looking at me eating up this whore's inferior tits, huh?"
Kai gulps hard trying not to focus so much on Voss having her way with Zarah. His cock throbbed and he hated every second of it. “You know what to do next, maggot.” Kai had no idea what Voss was talking about. He watches Voss start to rub Zarah's clit to get her to squirm even more. “Do I need to spell it out for you? Whip your cock out and force it down that miserable dirty skank's throat!”
Kai's cheeks flushed with anger, but he knew better than to argue. He unbuckled his pants, his hands trembling at the thought of what he was about to do to her, his cock springing free and pointing accusingly at Voss. She kept licking Zarah’s nipple while looking at his massive throbbing member. He positioned his cock to face Zarah who was pinned to the floor. He could see the apprehension in her eyes, the fear and confusion, and for a moment, his resolve wavered. But then he saw the spark of defiance, the fire that still burned within her despite the pain. It was that fire that kept him going, that made him want to show her that she wasn't alone in this hellish dance.
He places his thick hot cock near her lips, the veins pulsing with the beat of his racing heart. Zarah's eyes went wide and she immediately tried to clamp her mouth shut as soon as she saw its massive length and its thick girth. Her teeth clicked together, a silent protest that seemed to echo through the room. The metal rod remained lodged deep within her, stretching her to the limits of her endurance.
Voss picks up the pace with the rod as juices gush out of Zarah’s tight and sore pussy hole. The rod is soaked in her juices. Voss can feel the drops of Zarah’s hot vaginal liquid drenched all over her hand and dripping to the floor, peaking her arousal. Zarah’s breasts bounce wildly with each push of the metal rod hitting her deep within her womb. "Open up, slut," Captain Voss barked, her grip on the metal rod not wavering for a moment. The command was sharp, cutting through the air like a knife.
Zarah's hands balled into tight fists as the pain grew, her knuckles white from the effort of not screaming.
She didn’t want to say anything or react in any manner. She didn’t want to give Voss the satisfaction she craved. She’s trapped, forced to take it all in, powerless, as Voss continues to use her for her twisted pleasure.
Her eyes squeezed shut, she tried to block out the world, retreating into herself. The room was spinning like a tornado of torment, each thrust of the cold, metal rod sending shockwaves of pain through her body. She felt like she was drowning, unable to catch her breath between the brutal thrusts of the rod and the captain's cruel touch. But she wouldn't give in, not now, not when she could feel the warmth of Kai's body against hers.
Her pussy now felt like it was on fire with each cruel invasion. Voss’s breath had been hot and ragged in her ear, her grunts of satisfaction mixing with the wet sounds of her own body being used against her will. The sloshing sounds of the rod invading her throbbing hole and splashing the juices around deep inside her overwhelm Zarah’s ears. Her mind screamed for relief, for it all to stop, but her body, a traitor to her soul, had responded to her brutal ministrations.
Kai finally forces his thick cock into Zarah’s mouth. At first, her teeth wouldn’t let him enter any deeper, the tip repeatedly slamming into the edges of her lips. He notices his sticky warm clear precum smearing the outer edges of her lips.
Although Zarah does not want it to happen, her body responds to the invasion and the fierce sensual touches of Queen Voss. The first orgasm hit her like a lightning bolt, stealing her breath and arching her back off the cold metal floor. It was a fierce, unwelcome pleasure, a storm in her core that she had no power to stop. Her legs quivered, her toes curled up, muscles tightening around the intrusion as she tried to fight the sensation, to will it away. But it was like trying to hold back the tide with her bare hands - futile and exhausting. The second one followed quickly on its heels, a ripple of pleasure that made her teeth clench and her body convulse. The captain chuckled, her reactions a twisted symphony to her ears. She felt her cheeks burn with humiliation, even as her body betrayed her once again. With Voss’s relentless touch to her clit, Zarah instinctively opens her mouth wide from the unexpected sensation.
That’s when Kai lifts her head from the floor, pulls her head closer, and forces his throbbing cock in. As the hot tip of his wet cock touches the roof of her mouth, Zarah’s body instinctively tenses up again as she tries to swallow and breathe at the same time not knowing what to do. She gags on Kai’s cock but Kai couldn’t pull away, Voss wanted him to force it down her throat as much as he could.
The taste of him was all over her tongue, the feel of his cock in her mouth a fresh violation. She could feel her throat working, trying to swallow, trying to breathe, but the fullness was overwhelming. Captain Voss had forced Kai's cock into her mouth, a gesture of dominance that had her mind racing with fear and anger. The saltiness of his precum coated her tongue as she struggled to accommodate his size, her gag reflex fighting against the intrusion.
"What a girl! Taking it like a champ. Taste his juicy cock. I want the whore to choke it all down, don't let up, Kai." Voss had laughed cruelly, watching Kai struggle with her commands and watching a tear roll down Zarah’s cheek. It was a battle Zarah had no hope of winning. The captain's words echoed in her ears, urging him to keep going, to push her to the edge. Zarah felt the anger in her throat, the anger that was burning in her soul, as she tried to resist.
It was all overwhelming and becoming too much. Zarah's mind was overstimulated with things she didn’t want to feel. Metal forcefully pushed deep into her sore womb, Voss wetting and biting down hard on her nipples while rubbing her index finger on her clit and now Kai forcing his thick hot shaft down her throat. She had to endure all of it at the same time.
"Wouldn't it be so satisfying to watch all your hot cum gush out of the sluts mouth?" Her teeth clenched around his shaft, her jaw muscles flexing from the effort. His eyes were wild, watching her, watching her struggle, watching her mouth, watching her eyes. Voss was watching him, and she knew that Zarah was losing, and he knew it too. She had no choice, she had to swallow it all down, all her saliva mixed with Kai’s warm salty slimy thick precum.
“Hmmmmp!” Zarah tries to breathe, but Kai's massive throbbing hot shaft prevents her from doing it.
“Swallow it, swallow it all you little slut, that's what you want, isn’t it? You love the taste of it, don’t you?” Voss whispered, her breath hot and ragged, her eyes piercing her soul.
As Captain Voss’s teeth sank deeper into her tender flesh, a shiver of revulsion mingled with arousal shot through her body. Zarah’s body trembles uncontrollably. Her pussy juices burst out of her pussy hole like a broken dam. Voss's tongue continues to swirl around her nipple, a stark contrast to the metal invading her from below. Voss could see that Zarah was about to cum. It left a large sinister smirk on her face.
"Awwww, does the whore have trouble breathing?" Voss spoke mockingly. Her throat tightened and her eyes watered as she felt the salty taste of Kai’s cock sliding up and down her throat. Drops of juices burst out of her mouth, rolling down her lips then her cheeks, then her chin. Her nose was buried in Kai’s groin, her nose wrinkling from the odor of his sweat. He pulled out of her mouth to try and give her a chance to breathe, but Voss demanded him to keep going. Kai watches the drool drip onto her cheek and then spill on the floor. “Look at you, begging for it. You want more, don’t you?” She smirked, stroking her bruised cheeks with a grim satisfaction.
"Kai's cock is so thick,” Voss thought, looking at Kai's cock in amazement. “Out of all the dicks in the galaxy, she got one of the thickest and largest. What a lucky slut. I’m almost jealous, but in reality, all she’s getting is my sloppy seconds." She imagines his thick shaft going into her mouth as she watches it invade Zarah's throat.
Zarah’s eyes met Captain Voss’s gaze, filled with uncontrollable lust and desire. But she was too weak to resist, her mouth was too filled with his throbbing cock to even attempt to scream. It was like he was swelling in size, pushing against the back of her throat, and she gagged, trying to pull away from it, but he had no choice but to thrust deeper, obeying Voss’s demands.
The wetness and the bite of Voss's fingers on her clit were almost too much, the pressure building unbearably, making her want to pull away but to no avail. Yet, she held still, enduring the storm of sensation that crashed over her. The more they kept going, the more she was losing control of her body.
Kai could feel the tip of Zarah’s tongue trying to escape the warm caress of his thick cock. He pushes his manhood deeper into her mouth as spit and juices roll down Zarah’s chin. She tries to force his cock out of her mouth with her tongue, her stomach trembling with each attempt.
Kai was forced to watch the scene unfold, his heart aching with every moment that passed. It felt like hours had passed by. He could see the vulnerability and weakness in Zarah's eyes, the way she was utterly at the mercy of Captain Voss. It tore him apart to see her treated so cruelly and helplessly, and he could feel his anger and frustration building within him. But he knew he had no choice - Voss was in charge now, and he had to follow her orders. So he kept penetrating her mouth over and over again, a captive audience to the punishment of the one he loved most.
Kai's cock brushed against her cheek. His shaft was hot and slick, adding more pressure to the inside of her cheek each time he pulled her head in to insert his thick cock. The smell of him filled her nose, musky and male. She could feel the tip of her tongue brushing against his slippery wet shaft, desperate for relief from the relentless pressure of his rod. Her eyes fluttered open and she saw the look on Kai's face—it was anger, regret, and something she couldn’t quite name. But she knew he didn’t want this any more than she did.
Zarah’s delicate form lay prostrate, tangled in the remnants of her defiance, her heart racing with a mix of fear and longing.
Captain Voss was a figure of both power and menace. Her piercing gaze held her captive, igniting an unwanted fire within her. She was lost in the intensity of Voss’s stare, the way her presence seemed to drown her in lustful chaos. It was both intoxicating and terrifying, leaving her paralyzed, unable to escape the desirous grip she had on her mind. Each breath she took was laced with the knowledge that she was at the queen’s mercy, and the weight of her helplessness pressed down on her like a heavy stone.
“I would love to see her pretty slutty pink hair completely covered in your sticky hot cream, Kai. Wouldn’t that be a funny sight? I want to completely humiliate this whore!”
With a snarl, he gently grabbed her head, pulled her head back while pulling his cock out and exposing her throat. With the metal rod slammed into her repeatedly, she choked out a cry, her teeth gritting against the pain. The captain's mouth left her nipple with a pop, and she licked her lips, tasting the salt and sweat.
Kai felt the ache of despair gnawing at his insides. He had been forced into this hellish role, made to witness and participate in the torment of the woman he cherished.
“YES! Cry for me you miserable bitch!” Voss got a rush of adrenaline and her arousal peaked as soon as Zarah exclaimed from the pain. Voss instantly lets go of the metal rod leaving it wedged halfway in Zarah’s pussy hole and rubs hard on her clit to get herself to cum. Voss gets up immediately, positions herself over Zarah’s head, and watches drops of her juices fall on Zarah’s face, marking her like she was her property. As he looked at Zarah, his heart shattered into countless pieces, helpless to prevent the brutality unfolding before him.
"Ohhhh, yesss, do it Kai!" she murmured, her voice hoarse. Voss was almost completely drunk with ecstasy. “C-Cum all over her-r hair! Do what I just did! Humiliate her!” Voss collapses next to Zarah, her legs trembling from her cumming all over her face. She slaps Zarah’s tits and grabs them aggressively, thrilled knowing she could do whatever she wanted to her. As her fingernails dig into her breast, Voss rubs her clit again but even more vigorously than before. Her pussy lips become soaking wet with each energetic jerk. Kai looked back to see juices dripping out of Voss’s pussy while she closed her eyes and let herself be consumed by ecstasy.
"Zarah," he whispered, though no sound reached her ears through the haze of her suffering. He wished he could convey his love, his support, that he was with her in spirit even if his body was being used as a tool to torture her.
"DOUSE this whore in your liquid cream, Kai! Make sure that her perfect pink hair is sticky, wet, and messy." Voss demanded Kai to cum all over Zarah's hair. His heart was heavy with rage and frustration. Kai was on his knees, his thick throbbing cock hovered over her hair but he didn't want to do it. That's when Voss moved toward him, grabbed the base of his shaft, and started to squeeze it hard, stroking it up and down. “If you're not going to do it, I will!”
Kai's eyes shot to Zarah's, and for a brief moment, their gazes connected. Her eyes were wide, a mix of fear and something else, something primal that made his cock throb painfully. He leaned forward, his body moving almost on its own accord, his heart racing wildly. He reached out tentatively, his hand shaking slightly as he tried to slow down Voss's aggressive stroking of his throbbing erection.
Kai's hand trembled as he positioned himself over Zarah's hair. The thought of marking her, claiming her in such a vile way, made his stomach turn. But he had no choice. He watched as Voss's hand slid down his shaft, her grip firm and unyielding. Voss tugged hard at his thick hardened hot dick, each stroke harder than the last. Her eyes never left his, a silent challenge that made his blood boil.
"RELEASE YOUR CREAM, MAGGOT! DON'T HOLD BACK! COVER THE SLUT IN YOUR CUM!" Voss's voice was like a whip crack, jolting him out of his thoughts. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, focusing on the image of Zarah beneath him, her naked body trembling slightly in anticipation.
The sounds of Voss’s fist moving vigorously against his shaft filled the room. Voss clenches her teeth, “YES, YES, YESS!” She breathes aggressively, looking up at Kai then at his cock then back at him, wanting so badly to see his cream burst out and soak Zarah’s pink hair.
He could feel the heat building, the pressure rising. With a guttural growl, he clenched his teeth and forced himself to cum, with his heart beating in his ears, his warm seed spurting onto Zarah's vibrant hair. His body began to tremble the moment it happened. Zarah flinched as the salty fluid met her skin. It was a sticky, humiliating mess that painted her in a picture of degradation.
He watched as the sticky moist cream slithered down her cheek, her eyes squeezed shut, trying to escape the reality of her situation. The smell of his arousal filled the room, mingling with the scent of fear and sweat. The moment of climax was almost painful, his entire body tensing before finally succumbing to the release.
Voss reached out, brushing her hair away from her face, sending a shiver down her spine. Zarah was like a doll to her, just a normal plaything. Zarah could feel the heat radiating from her, the magnetic pull that threatened to ensnare her. It was a dangerous game they played, one that tangled desires with agony. With a smug smile, Captain Voss bent down, her tongue flicking out to catch the rogue droplets that had landed on Zarah's cheek. Voss laps it up like a thirsty predator, getting a sample of Kai's steamy sauce. Voss's tongue trailed up her face, lapping away the evidence of Kai's release. Her eyes never left Zarah's, the message clear: she owned every part of her now, even the most intimate.
The darkness in the captain's eyes shimmered with the promise of deeper cruelty. And yet, there was also something else buried beneath, a flicker of excitement, of attraction that made Zarah’s skin flush. She hated herself for it, the treachery of her own body aligning with the very person who sought to dominate her.
She continued to lick Zarah's face, licking every inch, showing her that she could do whatever she wanted to her, Voss’s hot breath hitting her skin with every lick. The way Voss leaned closer made her breath hitch, the anticipation spiraling into an unbearable ache. "You could scream," she taunted, a wicked grin curling her lips. "But that would only serve to delight me further. No, my little whore, screams are not what I seek. I want to hear you beg. I want to hear the beautiful sound of your submission."
Voss grabs her pink, wet hair and pulls on it tightly causing Zarah discomfort and pain. While she pulled on her hair, she stuck her fingers in Zarah's mouth, forcing drool to roll down her cheeks. She took globs of Kai’s cum and shoved it into the back of Zarah's throat. Zarah coughs, swallowing samples of Kai’s hot steamy cum, trying to catch her breath all at the same time.
Kai's heart raced, an incessant drumbeat of anger and helplessness. He felt like looking away, but the relentless Voss kept telling him to watch.
Zarah’s heart thrummed wildly, torn between the instinct to fight and the consuming allure of submission Voss was weaving around her. It was a seductive trap that threatened to ensnare her soul. The taste of desperation lingered on her tongue, and the battle within raged like a storm—a tempest of desire and fear.
The weight of her words pressed heavily on her spirit. Zarah wrestled with herself, realizing that there was a strange comfort in the relinquishing of her will, an escape from the turmoil that raged within. But to surrender meant accepting defeat, and as much as her body craved Voss’s touch, her heart beat with the rhythm of rebellion.
“Zarah,” Kai's whisper broke through the haze. “Stay strong.” His words ignited a flicker of hope in her chest. Determination surged within her, battling the pull of desire. But no matter how hard she resisted, Voss’s aggression only grew stronger.
The captain's arousal was palpable, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she reveled in the power she wielded over them both. Voss lets go of Zarah's hair, turns to Kai, and forces his massive shaft down her throat. She sucks up any remaining juices until his member is bone dry. She pops his dick out of her mouth like a lollipop, satisfied with all the juices she was able to gulp down, juices dripping down her chin. She looked Kai in the eyes and said the following. “That’s a good maggot. Now go to your quarters, rest up. I’ll see you tomorrow,” her voice thick with satisfaction.
“W-What about Zarah?” Kai looked at Voss trying to hold back all the anger inside him.
“She’s none of your concern, Kai,” she purred, her voice silky and menacing. “She’s my property now. There are a lot of things I want to explore with her. This is going to take all night long to accomplish,” a cruel smirk formed on Voss’s face, talking her index finger and trailing it down from her chest to her clit. Voss's words echoed in Kai's mind while her gaze shot over to Zarah on the floor, with a cold, hard glint in her eye, noticing her hair drenched in cum and the soaked long cold metal rod still protruding from her wet hot sore pussy hole. Droplets of juices dripped from her pussy to the floor, leaving a sticky mess around Zarah’s body. A look of concern washed over Zarah’s face as she tried to cover her breasts with her arms. She swallows hard, her body still trembling uncontrollably.
Voss changes her position, turning her body around to face Zarah. She crawls on the floor on all fours, grabs Zarah’s arms, and positions them on the floor. “Don’t move whore.” She spoke softly and seductively.
Straddling Zarah's torso, Voss positioned herself so that her knees pinned Zarah’s arms down, effectively trapping her. Her thick body puts intense pressure on her hands as they lay flat on the floor. The movement was fluid and predatory, a silent declaration of her dominance. The room grew still, the only sounds that could be heard were the harsh breaths of the three. Kai felt a strange feeling of revulsion and fascination as he watched the captain's body press down on Zarah’s hands, her strong thighs unyielding, showing Kai that Zarah was her new toy.
As Voss’s dominant eyes locked with Kai’s, it was clear Voss wanted Kai to watch what she was about to do next. Voss lowers her head down without breaking eye contact with Kai and firmly grabs Zarah’s chin. Voss reached out and forcefully grabbed hold of Zarah's head, her fingers wrapping tightly around her hair and holding it in place. With her strong grip, Voss made it impossible for Zarah to pull away from the kiss. She forces her tongue into Zarah’s mouth.
It was a kiss that tasted of iron and dominance, a kiss that spoke of power and submission. Zarah's body recoiled at the intrusion.
The kiss was overpowering, a display of raw power that left her helpless. Kai watches the scene with disgust, his arousal stirring despite himself. He was repulsed by his body’s response to the sight of his love being ravaged so cruelly.
Voss let out a low, husky moan as her lips pressed firmly against Zarah's in a passionate kiss. Zarah’s toes curled and her body squirmed, her body's involuntary reaction to something so vile, unable to resist the raw intensity of the queen's movements. Her lips were eager and demanding, and her tongue sought to tease and explore. Her lips refusing to loosen their hold on her, continued a dangerous dance of power and submission. Although Zarah didn’t want any part of it, Queen Voss was leading the way. Voss's breath was hot and desperate as she deepened the kiss, their mouths melding together in a mixture of desire and need.
As Voss's lips finally parted from Zarah, Kai could hear a soft clicking sound made by their lips disconnecting, that sound then the silence that followed was more deafening than any battle cry, broken only by the heavy breathing of Voss and the faint whimpers that escaped Zarah's lips. Kai could feel the weight and tension of the moment, and he found himself anxiously waiting for what would happen next. Kai watched, his heart hammering in his chest like a caged beast. The sight of Voss's mouth on Zarah's had been torture, each second an eternity that stretched his nerves to the breaking point. He clenched his fists, his knuckles white with rage. The desire to rip Voss away and protect Zarah was a raging fire in his belly. But he couldn’t think about doing that, it would be suicide.
Voss chuckles softly as she slurps up with her fingers any remaining drops of saliva on her chin. “Cheer up, maggot. You’ll know soon enough, if you're dead or if I let you live to serve me another day,” her voice a low purr that made Kai's skin crawl. With a smile from cheek to cheek, Voss ordered Kai to wait in his room. The words hit him like a blow to the chest. He couldn't leave Zarah like this, not after what she'd been through. But as he looked at the captain's unyielding stare, he knew better than to argue. Voss squeezed Zarah’s neck tightly as she watched Kai put his clothing back on and leave her quarters. With a final, agonized glance at the woman he'd come to care for, he turned and left Voss’s room, the door sliding shut behind him.
As the door shut behind him, Kai could only imagine the vile and brutal things Voss wanted to do to Zarah. While sitting in his room, he kept blaming himself for everything that had happened. His hands trembled knowing that he had just helped Voss do horrible, degrading things to Zarah’s body.
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