Serena could not resist joining, stroking that wonderful scaled scepter. It was the greatest source of the older sister's motivation. The slave did everything in her power to earn Vespira attention and to be impaled on this glorious rod. The older sister remembered the first time it filled her womb with that thick gooey seed and now her dear younger sister was about to experience that wonderful bliss once more.

"Sssuch a dirty whore..." Vespira hissed as her hips began to shiver and sway, the scales scratching rapidly across those puffy netherlips and swollen pearl, "Letsss ssseee how dissciplined you truly are."

The scales stroked faster as if many tiny fingers were teasing the woman's drooling entrance. The serpent could feel the gasps and groans caressing the tendril the woman was licking. After several grueling seconds, Vespira's hips drew back. The tip was lined up with that tight aching pussy. Then the serpent's hips surged forward, smooth scales sliding across those tightly spread inner walls. All at once, Scorch felt her insides be filled with the glory that Vespira's member.

Vespira remained as deep inside the woman as possible. Hands gently stroked the small of Scorch's back. "Did you cum already, ssslut?" After she received the woman's verbal response, the Gorgonian's hips drew back. The smooth scales were now digging into the tender velvet walls of Destiny's trembling sex. Serena saw the glistening member, dripping with her sister's nectar. The tip prodded the entrance, teasing those parted lips as the serpent hissed with satisfaction.

"That was one thrussst, ssslave," Vespira reminded Scorch, "Imagine what will happen to you when I thrussst again... and again... and again..."

Tendrils tightened, squeezing the woman's breast while others stroked along the woman's soft skin. The fine scales of Vespira's fingers traced the mercenary's spine as she let that thought linger for a few moments while Serena got to tend to the exposed scaled rod.

Her whole body shuddered with that single thrust that opened her up. Disciplined? She had been hard pressed to understand as her insides melted in utter relief. Moaning out around the tentacle as a shock wave of bliss raced through her body at that single action.

Blood thundered through her breast, particularly those manipulated nipples. The captured tentacle escaping from her mouth so that she could answer the question that had been posed to her as that scepter vanished from her quivering folds that longed to receive her again.

“Yes, Mistress ...” she gasped even as Serena's fingers moved along that rod feeling a hint of that internal dampness. Every so often she could feel her sister's fingers bump against her as they moved along that shaft reaching the tip before tracing back down it only to repeat the process.

“My body is so pleased! It craves your return, Mistress.” She cooed fighting that very urge to impale herself vaguely recalling that word, discipline. She didn't know what Vespira meant or understand the rules here but had a vague understanding that taking that scepter would have been bad.

Still she quivered there awaiting for it's return. “Please, Mistress. Deliver me to bliss once more.”

A pleased hiss escaped the alien woman's lips. Her forked tongue flicked out, tasting the arousal of both sisters. Fingers dug into Scorch's hips as Vespira tightened her grip. The Gorgonian's hips thrust forward, impaling several inches of hard scaled meat into the human woman's core. The molten hot tip pounded against the woman's cervix, demanding entrance into the very depths of Scorch's womb.

Vespira thrust long and deep into the woman's tight body. Every thrust spread those inner walls while every impact against Scorch's womb echoed inside her core. Rough scales dragged across every inch of those soft velvet depths. Multiple scales scratched across the woman's throbbing g-spot only for the process to repeat as that heated tip parted those netherlips once more.

Juices squished and slurped around the throbbing alien cock. Vespira hissed with glee upon conquering yet another prey. Tentacles continued to squeeze and stroke everything they could wrap around. Vespira's tendril hair curled as pleasure rolled through her own body. Nothing pleased her more than to break in yet another human slut.

The more Vespira thrusts, the more her cock pulsed and throbbed with pent up heat and aggression. The already large phallus swelled inside those tenderized depths. With a sharp hiss, the serpent's upper body arched. Her heavy breasts bounced from the sudden motion as she went in as deep as she could. Her hips began to shiver wildly, causing those countless scales to scratch and stroke at a rapid pace in multiple directions. As those scales stimulated every cell in that dripping pussy, swell after swell rippled through the engorged shaft. Thick loads of hot alien seed flooded Scorch's womb while the shaft rapidly shivered against those spread inner walls.

It was heaven, each plunge into her quivering depths heightened the experience. Her legs rubbed against Vespira's sides, toes curling as her back arched. Tentacles had been everywhere squeezing against arms, legs, breasts, rubbing against the peaks of her chest and even her clit.

Scorch let out a deep moan around a tentacle she began to sucking on with zeal, the same one that had been present to her earlier. Lips tight against it as she sucked on it and her own juices, vibrations along with her tongue washing over it just as her nether lips were tight around that scaled member.

Her inner muscles squeezing against her as if there was a hand inside there, the slurp of her juices had been loud in her ears. She was at the heights of her own arousal, as soon as she thought she was coming down from one of her blissful states another began.

Her eyes displayed that foggy euphoric bliss well before that seed ruptured inside her, both refreshing and exhausting as she panted on the floor, conscious only physically but no longer aware, exhausted and defeated. A pool of her own juices and cum leaking out of her as she laid there.

A finger, Serena's, rubbed at the tip of that scaled crown before popping it into her mouth briefly checking just how sensitive it was. She would have to give the scepter a proper polish but first she glance to her incoherent sister on the floor.

“You can find your way out … unless you have other plans, Mistress,” Serena glanced back not to overstep her authority but all too eager at the same time to take her Mistress off for a thorough cleaning.

Vespira watched as the woman's body slumped onto the floor. Scorch twitched there as cum and juices oozed out of her trembling sex. The glassy eyes and drool running out of the human's parted lips showed that this woman's brains were scrambled.

Serena did not even say goodbye before wrapping her lips around the Gorgonian's hot meat. The older sister could taste some of the gooey seed that oozed from the tip. The woman stopped only briefly to tell Destiny to leave. "Why assk me, Sserena?" Vespira replied, "Thiss was your plan was it not? If you are done with her, ssend her away. I trusst you found her visit pleasant."

The older sister did not look back as she began gobbling down her Mistress's phallus. Other slaves entered to drag the limp form of Scorch back to her own ship. Coordinates were set and the autopilot would take the woman's ship out of the hangar and out into the depths of space. The glistening nude form of Scorch was placed in the pilot's seat. As the ship left sensor range, Serena was on her knees, cleaning the taste of her own sister off the alien's erect phallus. By the time Scorch regained consciousness, she was far away from Vespira's cruiser and her sister once more.

Serena smiled. “I was just making certain, Mistress. We'll have more fun with her later.”

Not today, but another time as she went about pleasing that cock, tasting her Mistress and sister in a blend of tastes. While Scorch had been taken away Serena paid no attention knowing that despite all this that her kid sister would be back. If everything went correctly she would even associate her Mistress with that ultimate bliss.

Even if the conditioning from that collar ever wore off she hoped that Destiny would subconsciously cling to that aspect given what she went through to get her release after so much torment. Next time she came by she would find out how much stuck. But not today. That did not hold her interest as she licked and sucked on that cock, washing the tip with her tongue, stretching her lips around it and teasing her in the hopes that she would want even more later.

All the while she rubbed her own sex and clit already sopping wet and fully aroused. Her nipples throbbed with each beat of her heart and she had even used those tits just as her sister had with the added bonus that her own had been several times larger.

Scorch wouldn't know how long she had been out for. When she woke she had been naked while sitting in the leather seat of what she made out to be a ship. Glistening she was in need of a shower. It took a moment for it to click that this was her vessel and a quick look around to see that she was alone.

Coordinates had been locked into the nav computer but she was still in subspace launched from the hanger on a delay. Her mind was still a bit foggy but she slowly worked out that her current heading took her towards a trade route. Back tracking her course she found that she had been coming from Vespira's location. She had been sent on her way.

Touching her neck there was no collar there but there was no denying how good she felt, the tingling sensation swept up her exhausted body. Muscles ached as she stood making her way back toward the refresher for a quick shower before dressing as she had some time before getting to that trade route and planning out her next jump from there.

What a trip, what a visit. She remembered bits and pieces of the whole event now, more would come back later. She did recall vids on various monitors, not that they were the first ever made given her time in the arena but they were different in that they were not the forced kind but the kind that showed her own need and pleasure that was given to her.

No doubt there would be a fraction of her fan base that would be interested in them. No doubt they too would hit the market at some point if Vespira had that inclination and if they didn't well maybe she would have to address that on her next visit. In any case she did not care much, outside of getting a few copies herself … wait Krissy had them, right? It was all foggy and while her former vids had been forced and these a bit more embarrassing given her need she didn't think to long on it for the time being as she planned out just when would be best for her next visit.