The short slashing sound of her blade cutting off the maul's head was very satisfying, with the thud of its landing on the ground being pretty close to it, as well. Miria smiled briefly, focusing her Sundr as the plasma coming out of her hand was already cutting through the bulk of his armor, getting dangerous close to his skin, and perhaps would be left with a burn from the heated metal. She could have burned right through him, but thankfully for him, his quick reaction to release the electricity around his suit came at just the right moment.

"Arrrggh!!!!" The Holian's voluptuous body spasmed and twitched on top of the Loxidonian's as she felt her nerves being caught on fire and muscles stuck frozen. Someone without her Sundr's light resistance to electricity might have been left fried completely. The torment stopped after a few seconds and still twitching from the shock, Miria found the world spinning as she was thrown like a doll against the ground, her curves bouncing from the impact.

Dazed from the pain of both shock and throw, she only opened her eyes upon feeling the first angered blow from the pole of the maul's handle. "Agh!" Adrenaline and instinct pushed her body to move, rolling sideways first but being met by more blows from what was left of his weapon with enough force to send her tumbling back. For a moment, it seemed Fendrel had her under control at last, as the beautiful redhead lied on the ground using her free arm to try and block his blows from impacting her body until finally she caught the other end of the handle with that hand.

Her ochre eyes looked back at him as probably with his vast strength he ended up lifting her lighter weight enough for Miria plant her feet and point Farkr's tip up, launching herself sword first against his torso.

The elephantine pirate laughed in cruel glee as his blows struck home against his nearly defenseless foe. His first blow had caught her squarely between the shoulder blades, driving her into the ground. Even as she tried to roll out of the way, he choked up on the handle like a golf club, catching Miria squarely in the gut and sending her skidding through the dirt to lie on her back. He started sending blow after blow at her beautiful face, not caring that she got her free arm up to take the punishment instead. She was just delaying the inevitable and earning herself more bruises.

"Hahaha Ya put up a decent fight. I'll give you that. Once I've got you properly broken to my dick, we'll see about getting you entered into the arena. I bet you'd earn off a ship in no time, especially once word gets around that you're available for private engagements after the bouts." He swung his tree thick leg back for a kick, crushing into her side like a freight train. Noticing a hint of movement left in her sword arm, he danced back, wary of her speed, but still confident. He swung down with one more blow, just to prove he didn't fear the Holian woman, sending stinging pain down her forearm, only for her wrist to twist around like a viper and catch his backswing.

Suddenly, Miria wasn't helpless on the ground, she was swinging towards him, her sword blazing to life with the fires of justice as it pierced inside his guard. The tip was pointed to pierce his guts and skewer him like a pig, but the loss of his hammer and the burning hole on his back had taught the pirate captain not to underestimate his opponent's speed. With a might heave, he through himself to the side, her plasma torch claymore squealing against the over taxed power armor and tearing open a slice just below his ribs. A fountain of red sprayed across the savannah grass, ruby droplets sprinkling the earth as he skidded across it to lie on his other side.

Looking up, he could see Miria hunched over, breathing hard. Her left arm looked barely functional after the battering it took, and her legs still looked shaky from her shock a few moments before. Red fury crossed his eyes at being struck by this....this....this WOMAN, as he raised his trunk, plasma gatling barrels spinning up to the fatal rounds. Maybe her powers could deflect one or two shots, but let's see her stand up to a point blank barrage!

Just then, a voice sounded in his ear, one of his minions reporting in. "We're in position Cap'n. Good job getting out of the way, we've got a clear shot."

Clenching his teeth in frustration, Frendrel growled out the command. "Do it"

In unison, nearly two dozen stunner beams streaked towards Miria from the Slipstream's crew, coming from every possible angle. One particularly enterprising pirate had even climbed to the top of the still burning ship, peering through the smoke to make sure his target couldn't even escape to the ground. Saurians were never a species known for their trigger discipline, and the pirates were no exception. Twenty laser rifles unloaded full energy packs on the overtaxed warrior, even after her legs gave out and she fell forward to the dirt.

Fendrel clutched his side and groaned as he levered himself to his feet with his decapitated weapon. He winced as he limped forward to stand over his defeated foe, and spitting a full glob of red tinted phlegm to plaster her fiery hair. As the rest of the hulking crew gathered around her prone body, their excitement was palpable, each of them eying her voluptuous curves.

"Collar her and put her in the cargo bay, and bring her sword to my cabin. We're gonna need some room for all the fun I have planned!"

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Miria would jerk awake to find herself without a stitch of clothing, except for the feel of a cold band of metal around her slender neck. Chains stretched from the ceiling, ending in manacles locked to each wrist above her head, while an identical set secured her tone legs to the metal floor. But where had the.....


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This time the shock was longer and more intense, and a round of chuckles came from behind her. Her neck burned with a the searing heat of a cattle prod, digging into her skin and sending jokts of electricity surging through her body. A series of ponderous thumps signaled Fendrel stepping into view, his hand on a wrist mounted controller. He was out of his armor, and now wore a black naval officer's coat, with shining gem stones as buttons down the front.

"Oh I'm sorry, were you having a little nap?" The crew chuckled at his false concern, before he delivered a crushing backhand across his bound prisoner's jaw. "Well too fucking bad, bitch. Until I decide otherwise, you don't get breaks, you don't get food. All you get is cock, 24/7. We like to call that little ring around your neck the "breaker bracelet" It can read your biometrics and tell when you are thinking about trying to escape or to disobey your master. Then it provides some gentle correction to such foolish ideas. Let's turn it on, shall we?"

Bzzzzzztttttt

This time, the pain didn't stop after a few seconds, scouring her body with lightning. After close to a minute of agony, Fendrel pressed another button on his wrist.

"Oh dear! Do you NOT want to to be our new cum dumpster? Do you think you'll be able to use that freakish power of yours to break free? Well the bracelet will fix that soon enough. You see, this lovely little device can reward as easily as punish, like so."


The mixed feeling of the best vibrator she'd ever felt, the tongue of a master cunt licker, and an expert's fingers, all playing against her sex suddenly assaulted her mind as the collar force fed pleasure directly into her brain. Then like a switch, the pure bliss was gone.

"The collar will reward you when it sense you actively trying to please your master, but each time you'll need to work harder to earn it."

He began unbuttoned the front of his jacket.

"Now that you understand the situation, why don't we break in those sweet little holes of yours?

Fendrel had his moments of delight as it seemed his victory secured over the Holian, landing blow after blow. Miria groaned and gasped in pain, and her face already had bruises of his attacks as well as many parts of her body underneath the fabric of her suit. With disheveled hair and lying on the ground she seemed an easy prey to finish off. But the Loxidonian went from punishing her to staring down the blade of her sword in less than a second as ochre eyes seemed to pierce right through him, swirling and shining as her fiery rage and honor fed into the blade.

He moved in the nick of time, but not enough to prevent a large gash on his side as power armor yielded against the weapon, a sickening sound of metal piercing metal and flesh echoing around them before the thundering thud of his size landing on the grass. On weakened legs and with an arm twitching in pain, Miria breathed deeply before turning to face Fendrel again. In that moment the pirate captain could see the look a seasoned huntress staring at him, considering him only as prey now.

The whirring sound of his gatling plasma barrels brought up her sword in an intensifying flash of red, Miria readying a blast of plasma headed for his gun and trunk to destroy it or overheat it before it fired. But something else stopped her before she released it. "Huh..." Twenty rifles shot almost in unison as a barrage of energy shots went in her direction. Miria moved fast even for her condition, avoiding a shot and using her greatsword to block a couple more but it took one to land in her thigh to suddenly feel her body seize up in paralysis, leaving her open to feel the entire crew aiming at her unload twenty energy packs on her. "UGH, GHH, AAAaa... Aahnnn..." Miria was out cold before touching the ground, her body twitching and spasming with each shot on her feet and even as it fell and more shots landed as she laid there. Her voluptuous body still twitched by the time Fendrel towered over her, the Holian warrior finally taken down, ready to be taken inside and enjoyed as the obvious spoils of their victory over her.

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"GGGGAAAAHH!!" Her head shot up with the abrupt, intense awakening. Dazed from the beating she took and being woken like this, it took Miria a few seconds to take in her situation. Arms and legs futilely shook in their chains; her red mane sticked sensually to her skin that was covered in a sheen of sweat, every inch of her voluptuous and stunning body being exposed and showcased in her captivity, still baring some of the several bruises on her face, torso and limbs from her fight. "Bbrrhh, aaaagh!!"

All that sexually alluring body twitched and convulsed with the shocks fed into her neck and across every nerve, mountainous globes jiggling and swaying wildly. Finally, Fendrel came into view, the Holian looking up at him in a new outfit, almost too good for the kind of man he was. She was about to roll her eyes at the combined chuckle from his crew until her vision flashed white and her head snapped with the backhand he gave her. It slowly rolled back to look at him as he spoke, realizing they had wasted no time in collaring her as their prisoner. Pained groans echoed around her again as she felt Fendrel giving her yet another shock, but eyes shot wide as the pain simply kept on going and going, body twitching and rattling the chains with electricity burning through her nerves and only stopping to shake weakly in the end, trying to catch her breath.

She was about to talk back at him until another button was pressed and suddenly only a single, but loud moan of pleasure left her lips instead. The whole crew could see the Holian trying to bend her knees, thighs pressing tight as her hips and sex reared back with the intense moment of pleasure that filled her brain. She was unable to fight it, eyes widening and clearly feeling the trio of masterful attacks pleasing her passage but disappearing in an instant.

"Hah... Y-you got it all figured out, huh?..." She finally spoke, looking back at him, taking in a gulp after the series of shocks and brief bliss. One thing was certain, she had a defiant look in her eyes, and a small smirk as Fendrel unbuttoned his jacket. "Finally you're taking that jacket off. You aren't worthy of a uniform like that," she added. True enough, she wanted nothing more than kicking up her leg and break the chain in a fiery flash but the mere thought provoked the collar to shock her once more, ending the witty remark with a pained expression.

Woops

The enormous figure glanced down at the gold thread on black silk attire as she spat out her jibes, his cocky demenour shifting to one of contemplation. "Not many out there who do deserve the hell that comes with this thing, and more fools the ones who want it"

His sharp eyes snapped back up to meet hers. "Maybe someday you'll thank me from taking you out of the military life before you learn to despise it, or worse, before you love it. For now, if I want your opinion, I'll shove my trunk far enough up your ass 'til tickle your voice box and have you say it myself."

He finished with his buttons and tossed the coat aside, revealing a hulking form of pure layered muscle, marred by a large patch of medi-skin plastered along his left side, just under the rib. Even without the power armor, it was clear that his massive arms could tear a person in half with little difficulty, and his broad chest and we'll muscled abdomen spoke of a lifetime of rigorous training.

Miria only had a few moments to take that in before his pants were dropped to reveal a truly incredible sight. His enormous proportion clearly extended to his package, as even partially aroused his manhood was well over a foot long and three inches wide. He saw the way her eyes were drawn to his staff and smirked. "Like what you see? Why don't you take a closer look?" He pressed a button on his wrist, and the chains holding her wrists high began to lower. Unfortunately, before she could hope to take advantage of the new range of movement, he reached up with thick fingers and seized her cheeks, forcing her jaw open and dragging her down to hip height.

The overwhelming musk of the pirate captain would hit her first, a heavy mix of sweat and something more primal. He pulled her face down until her lips were aligned with the head, before unceremoniously forcing his hips forward and driving the massive spire into the hot depths of her mouth. He was careful to keep her jaw forced wide, though her punishment should give him ample warning if she decided to try to use her teeth. The other hand tangled in her beautiful red hair and pulled, dragging her face forward and impaling her throat on the monstrous cock.

"Mmmmm that's right slut. How do you like your first taste of a REAL cock? Bet you haven't tried one this big before have you? Don't worry, you'll get lots of practice stretching wide enough to take it soon enough."

Miria raised an eyebrow at Fendrel's unexpected calm, yet contemplative response about his uniform. "W-what are you on about?" However it was short lived, as the elephantine pirate made sure to let the redhead know her opinion was not welcome. Then he finished discarding his coat, exposing the chiseled form of his gigantic body, muscles upon muscles marred with a huge patch beneath his ribs where she had cut him deep. But it was clear that he was not an ordinary pirate, as that body exuded a manly aura of a hardened warrior.

Any kind of thoughts about what had led Fendrel from his previous life to his current one were quickly shut down with the surprise that came when he dropped his pants, a humongous dick that might as well passed as a second trunk flipped freely now, almost as big, if not bigger than her own arm. "As if..." Her eyes snapped back at his and suddenly felt the chain on her arms loosen. There was a wave of pain that moved from her elbows to her shoulders as they finally could rest from their hanging position, but Miria wanted to use the chance to fight back if she could. Yet, before her hands moved past her shoulders, Fendrel's hand seized her cheeks and pressed on her jaw.

"-uck..." He controlled her entire head with the strength of a behemoth, bringing her to her knees with sheer strength. She tried to resist and pull her head back, wriggle free, but it was futile. Despite how wounded he was after their encounter, Fendrel had clearly received proper treatment. Miria, on the other hand, was unceremoniously left to heal slowly on her own. Weak of strength and body still aching from the collar's shocks, she was helpless in his grasp.

Her brow furrowed upon smelling that thick musk of him. Truth be told, the masculine aroma of sweat and primal need was exotic for a Holian, with their population being mostly female. But Miria didn't want to let him take her mouth so easily, even though it was in vain. "UOGH! Gaggk!" Fendrel thrust his hips forward, driving that gigantic cock that would put others easily in shame. Miria's eyes opened wide, feeling his tip pressing into the back of her throat, almost gagging on reflex. His hand on her hair only pulled her further down his length, cutting off her air as nothing but his scent and taste remained in her mouth, her eyes watering with the forced intrusion.

"Ggh! Mmf!!... OHHHGHH!!" For an instant, the Holian wanted to bite down on his member, to use her chained hands to strike at his sac but in that same moment the collar corrected her intentions. Her eyes widened again at the searing pain flowing through her body, twitching in pain until it finally subsided when such thoughts were discarded. It was futile, any resistance was cut from the roots before it could be realized. Her hands softly hit against his pillar-like thigh, but her eyes closed as air was turning scarce in her lungs, stopping the resistance to let Fendrel move and hopefully let her breathe again, even if it meant that he was fucking her mouth and throat.

"Ohnn... Mmmf! Ohmmf!" Her body twitched again, although now in a sudden convulsion of pleasure as the collar recognized her submission, letting Miria experience that intense bliss in her passage, sensations injected directly into her brain. The sheer intensity but especially how real it felt left the redhead astounded, hips twitching as her folds almost convulsed in response to the sensations despite not being touched at all.

The crew laughed as the redhead spasmed in pain, clearly familiar with the collards effects. Her feeble attempts to push Fendrel away were little more a effective than a child's, and the way her limbs twitched as electricity coursed through her body made her suffering plain. Fendrel didn't even pause in his domination, trusting to the punishments to keep Miria from doing anything drastic.

Soon enough that fiery resistance was burned away, leaving nothing but resignation, as the monstrous cock forced its way deep down her throat, making wet gagging sounds with each thrust. The sultry wet hear of her mouth and throat felt fantastic wrapping around his member, stretching to the limit to accommodate the invader.

"FUCK! This whore's throat is SO tight. It's like she's trying to wring me dry. Plus every time she tries to scream, her throat vibrates like crazy." The thick fingers in her hair tightened, pulling her eyes up to meet his own. "Look at me bitch! I want to see that defiance die in your eyes when you realize how useless your pathetic struggles are."

He could feel her struggling to pull back, trying desperately to dislodge his cock and gasp in a new breath of fresh air. He kept a firm grip through, skull fucking his prize and reveling in the exquisite feeling. He felt it the moment she relaxed her struggles and submitted herself to his ravishing, saw the look of desperation in her eyes as her lungs strained for air, and smiled, knowing what was coming next. He pulled cock back to fill only her mouth, just as her first moans started, not wanting to miss her voice as she received her first reward.

"There it is Cap'n! Looks like it just flipped the switch. Shit! Look at her cunt twitch. I can't wait to feel it wrapped around my cock."

The fiendish device around Nova's neck was exceptional at its job. It was able to read the neural pathways of its victim, determine which would be most susceptible to its attentions, then directly stimulate the brain's pleasure receptors. An innocent virgin might not have the neural pathways to exploit, but a seasoned veteran of the bed sheets like Miria was extremely vulnerable to its attentions.

As she submitted to the cock filling her throat, she felt the sensation of a hot, wet tongue drawing itself up and down her exposed slit, it's tip sometimes pausing to flick out to toy with her hidden love button. At the same time, warm fingers seemd to press into her swaying tits, digging into the soft flesh and pressing palms against her hardening nipples. As her juices began flowing, the tongue on her pussy was somehow joined by a wonderfully thick intruder, a cock of JUST the right size to leave her perfectly stuffed without quite being painful. It moved in tandem with the skilled tongue, the collar somehow fucking and licking her wet pussy at once.

The pirate captain could easily see how his preys body reacted to the stimulation, and grinned down at her with smug satisfaction. "It feels good doesn't it? You're barely getting a taste of what my little toy can do." His trunk reached out, trailing it's tip up and down her dripping slit as Miria convulsed in ecstacy. "All you need to do is submit, and you'll get to feel like this all the time. Doesn't that sound better than getting zapped for every second thought?" He let the bracelet continue until he thought she was on her second or third orgasm, before turning it off and shoving his sticking cock under her nose. "Why don't you make things easy on yourself and suck it like a good little whore? Not that I didn't like skull fucking your brain's out, but I want to see what my new property can do."

Miria's face began to flush with shame and humiliation amidst the blindingly painful shock from the collar as she could hear the mocking laughs from the crew members around her as her body twitched helplessly and with Fendrel's huge member drilling into her throat even as she suffered through it. Her gag reflex kicked in but it only served to squeeze and tighten her throat around his girth, and with every thrust he made it was clear how well coated in her saliva it was, with more and more strands of it beginning to drip from around his member and the corner of her lips.

When she felt her hair pulled and forced to look up at him, it was clear the sign of ownership he forced on her with her mouth opened wide to accommodate him and tears of that deep intrusion flowing down the sides of her cheeks. She was looking at him with hatred but there was almost no fire left in her, and as the seconds went by and that cock remained buried in her throat her eyes fluttered, trying to remain conscious until finally he pulled back, just as the collar fed her the new sensations. The feeling of pure pleasure accompanied the relief of new air in her lungs, even if it was thick with his musk, and as she breathed out her desperate sighs were practically moans of bliss.

The entire crew admired her folds twitch in pleasure, and pointing it out only made her face even redder but there was no sound of complaint as that erotic bliss was still being fed into her brain. Her eyes fell to half mast as her body twitched in pleasure, unable to grasp how the collar made her feel stimulation in ways she liked specifically. The Holian woman was very weak in her breasts and sensitive nipples, and the collar immediately made her feel how a pair of hands dug their fingers into her soft tit flesh before rubbing their palms against her tender peaks, fingers moving to play with them. Out of the corner of her eyes she looked down on her chest, finding nothing touching her, yet the pleasure was there all the same.

"AAAaahmmm... Mmf! Mmf!" Despite her juices just barely flowing out of her folds, she felt a large cock fill and spread her walls with just the right size, sliding in easily and making her back arch. But the point that sent her reeling in further bliss was when the sensation of a tongue focused on her love pearl. The combined stimulation of her nipples and her clit always sent Miria into orgasm immediately, and this time it was no exception as she was helpless against that dreadful collar. It might have even surprised the crew how quick and within moments the collar made her cum the first time, but after all, it specialized in breaking women well experienced in bed. Her walls and outer folds tightened and convulsed as her muffled moan made her mouth vibrate around his cock, juices drooling and leaking quickly, coating her inner thighs and pooling on the floor.

Her jaw slack with the bliss being fed into her brain, Fendrel had no issue in thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth and throat, a lewd wet squelching sound filling the air as after a short while her juices squirted out a second and third time until finally the pirate leader turned it off, leaving Miria twitching in the afterglows of her orgasms and gasping for air as he took out his member, sticking it against her nose and lips. It took a couple of seconds for her to recover and then look up at him. She could have sent daggers through his heart with only her eyes if she could, but she shut them close, trying to stop any thoughts of resistance before the collar shocked her again and cursing under her breath. When she opened them again she was not as defiant, and with resignation she opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue and began to lick the massive phallus. Its hard, twitching form contrasted against her soft tongue, and the taste of her saliva mixed in with his taste filled her tongue. She licked without much effort, trying to obey but only enough to avoid the collar's punishment, aiming to surgically please the nerves on the underside as she licked towards his tip but clearly not putting dedication in her work.

Fendril glanced down at his wrist controller as the defeated woman at his feet spasmed in one forced orgasm after another. A readout displayed what the collar had determined to be the best stimulation for its charge, and it looked like the fiery haired former warrior would be a particularly straight forward slut to break. Her lively sex life over decades had taught her body the exact combination of pleasure that send her over the edge, and now Fendrel could see them being used against her in real time.

"Heh. So the cow likes having her utters toyed with huh?" His trunk reached down to pinch one of her engorged teats, twisting it cruelly as she tried to recover from the overwhelming pleasure. "Well there will be plenty of time to play with those once you're properly trained. Now get to work!"

Miria's initial efforts at felliatio were frankly pathetic, barely passable for a virgin, let alone a century old interstellar sexual goddess. While the pirate captain had initially given her some leeway, his fist tightened in her hair again and forced her tear streaked eyes to meet his again, anger clear in his features. "Do you think this is a fucking game? I said to give me a blow job, not put me to sleep."As he held her head his hips swung with a surprising amount of force, slapping his cock against her cheek and leaving a smear of saliva to run down. Then he did the same to the other side.

Unsurprisingly, the humiliation was more than enough to raise thoughts of resistance, which were immediately met with a new dose of pain from the collar. Unfortunately, the device was just as capable of tailoring its punishments as its rewards. This time, the shocks were focused largely on her oh so sensitive nipples, as if a pair of jumper cables had just been clamped ruthlessly down on them.

He stepped back a moment to watch her squirm in anguish, until she managed to reach a properly submissive mindset. "That's better. Now suck it properly, or I'll just move on to testing out that tight little ass of yours."

"Hiinnn!!" Miria could not talk back at Fendrel over calling her a cow before noticing the trunk move down and pinch her nipple, twisting it and making the sharp pain jolt across her entire chest, widening her eyes and trying to move her arms to push his trunk aside. Her hands remained rubbing her poor teat as she licked the massive phallus, but it was clear her barely passable effort was no good for the pirate leader, who obviously expected much more of her.

"Gah!" She gasped as her hair was pulled, only to be surprised at the strength behind his cock slapping her face. With over a foot long of hardened man flesh and muscle, it made a clear slapping sound not once but twice. Her hands tightened into fists, but she had barely just thought of focusing her Sundr to chop that dick off with her hand like a plasma blade when suddenly the shocks returned, but this time focused entirely on her pair of pink, sensitive nipples.

"AAHHH!!" She felt as if something had clamped on them hard before sending jolts of electricity right into them, sending searing pain directly through her nerves and into her brain. The redhead keeled over until the pain subsided, hands futilely covering her heaving mammaries as she finally straightened her back. Her eyes were not broken, but were full of resignation for now. The Holian warrioress had no way of knowing how the collar could act next, and it seemed it would abuse all the knowledge it gathered from her against her in the most efficient manner possible.

She looked at the twitching cock and, with some hesitation, opened her mouth to let that tip inside her mouth again. Cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and eyes looking elsewhere, but the defeated Holian finally showed some effort. She let hot breaths brush over it, and her tongue licked and twirled around the engorged tip, sealing her lips and sucking. Her hands almost twitched as they moved up, hesitating to really serve this pirate, but in the end she did as was told, and wrapped her palms and fingers around his girth, near the base, and began to stroke up and down his length, hands rotating around the pole as they moved. With how well coated in her saliva his member was already, her hands moved effortlessly and providing much greater pleasure to his cock, but still she let go of that tip to lick the underside all the way to the tip again and repeat everything.

Fearing the collar to punish her again, as time went on Miria took more and more of his cock in her mouth as she kept on sucking on Fendrel's pulsing meat. Though not pushing as deep into her throat as he did before, she still bobbed her head up and down along with the rhythm of her hands, and at least now very clearly seeming to act like a woman that knew how to please a man.

The Hollian's look of resignation was priceless as she finally seemed to accept the reality of her situation, stroking her new master's cock with real effort and playing up and down its length with her hot tongue. It might not be her BEST effort, but considering her level of experience it beat most women. Her hands, so used to holding a sword hilt, found a much more pleasant task as they rubbed up and down his slick length in unison, using just the right pressure as they serviced a new hilt.

"Mmmmmmm Now that's more like it. I knew we had a first class cock suckered on our hands. Yeah, that's it. Make sure you get all around the head properly."

His trunk returned to her nipple, but time much less aggressively. The surpsingly dexterous tip of the appendage expertly rolled her engorged teat, pulling unwilling pleasure from his new slave. It wasn't on the level of the collards rewards, few partners could reach that bar even with their full efforts, but it was clear Fendril knew his way around a woman's body.

To add to the sensation, as Miria took that elephantine cock into her mouth, the collar began giving her body a light stimulation, gently arousing her lovely beasts and dripping slit, occasionally lightly stimulating her clit. It wasn't enough to distract from her unwanted duty, but enough to provide insidious incentive towards further efforts.

Her head bobbed on the massive spire, letting Fendril enjoy the sensation of hitting the back of her throat again and again, even if she wasn't fully engulfing his length. Absent mindedly his hand stroked her hair, urging her to better efforts and finding her willing to oblige. After several minutes of receiving a taste of her true skill, with grunts of pleasure filling the cargo bay, his hips began greedily pressing forward, urging her to take him deeper and deeper with each thrust, as it was clear his climax was near.

"Drink up bitch. It's all you're getting until you prove you're worth better. Now take it all!"

An absolute torrent of foul smelling and worse tasting seed flooded down her throat as he pulled her face forward hard, hilting himself within the hot confines of her throatand holding as he emptied himself within her. After the first rush he pulled back, offering the dubious relief of having her mouth filled instead, as his firehose of a cock let out a seemingly endless stream of cum.

As she was forced to swallow or drown, the cursed collar began to work in earnest, showing her the true reward for obedience.

Phantom tongues lavished over the tips of her engorged breasts, surrounded her flesh in heavenly warmth, while fingers played over the heavy orbs. Each flick of a tongue sent new peaks of pleasure coursing through her body, every one timed perfectly to raise the crescendo of bliss, building a harmonic symphony of mind melting sensation.

Her sopping wet pushy was given equally delicious attention, fingers pressing within her clenching depths, finding every point within her that past lovers had best employed. Her fully exposed clit was awash with stimulation, constantly shifting from one unseen partner to the next. First, a caress by warm fingers, gentle but eager, their attentions perfectly in sync with the blissful torture of her breasts. They were joined by a pair of hot lips, first placing kisses upon her love button before taking it like a candy within their sensual confines, sucking and toying with the over worked bundle of nerves. Even within the heat and suction, she could still feel those fingers, creating a wonderful mix of sensations never achievable with normal anatomy. Finally, as the redhead twitched on the ground from a never ending stream of releases, a buzzing vibration hit both her nipples and clit, both adding its own instrument of pleasure and somehow magnifying the collards other efforts.

No one could possibly withstand such an onslaught, and the crew laughed as the watched her cunt twitch and gush with the string of never ending orgasms. In her over stimulated state, she could likely barely register the Goliath feet moving behind her or the colossal hands lifting her hips until well after the collar had finished its first true lesson in the rewards for obedience.

From behind the dazed slave, Fendrel's voice would seem distant, but his words were clear. "You looked like you enjoyed that. Well that was just a taste at 70% power. Work hard, and that can be your life, a constant world of endless bliss, broken only by your time pleasuring your betters. Speaking of which, after getting a taste of your throat pussy, I can't wait to try out the real thing."

She would feel the tip of something hard, hot, and FAR larger than any cock had a right to be, sliding along her oh so sensitive slit, toying with her, and waiting to see if she would willingly impale herself in hopes of receiving another dose of otherworldly pleasure, or if her master would need to be more forceful I'm training his new possession.

Fendrel's cock felt hot and twitched in her hands and mouth. The effects of her work showing signs of success, and little by little the Holian began to pick up the pace as if to further push him to a release and hopefully end the humiliation with it, even though deep inside she knew she would have no viable means to escape unless Jarvok came to look for her. But she had no way of knowing where he was, or how long had she been out until she woke up in that place. Her only option was to continue to serve Fendrel.

She almost jerked back upon feeling the trunk on her nipple again, expecting more punishment but surprised upon feeling the more careful and very dexterous treatment upon her teat, dragging her out of her thoughts. Despite being only a trunk, Miria closed her eyes upon feeling him actually please her breast, body weakly twitching as her cells were already more than sensitive after collar's punishments and rewards, and she tried to fight back the urge of her back to arch and offer more of her chest to him. However, it would prove useless as she was going to be further enticed to suck him by the collar.

Within moments her sex began to drool again, and her chest pushed forward and back with every motion of her head on his cock as she was kept on an erotic high by the phantom sensations stimulating her every sensitive zone. She had not even paid attention to how her body was reacting anymore, her mind slowly turning its attention on the sensations she felt. By the time Fendrel neared his orgasm, Miria's head was bobbing up and down in a much quicker pace just like her hands, making lewd wet noises that filled the air. It wasn't until he spoke again that she realized how the member twitched violently and swelled in anticipation for his release.

Those massive hands and behemoth strength held her head in place, and using her completely for his own pleasure, the pirate leader thrust his cock further down her throat as torrents of his cum began to fill her stomach. "Mmf! Gurg... MMMMF! MMMMMF!~" At first, the smell and the foul taste of his cum made her want to withdraw and spit it out but she was forced to swallow all of it, taking quick and desperate gulps of his seed. But suddenly she was taken into a whole new level of pleasure as the collar rewarded her for truly obeying her new master.

She felt her massive breasts melt into hands that were not there, but spread their sublime warmth all across her globes as tongues played with her nipples, the pink nubs visibly twitching as blood rushed into them with every beat of her heart. Every flick of them carefully timed to push her further and further into the edge. A number of fingers massaged her swollen folds, and another number delved inside her to attack all her weak spots as her erect clit was also treated to a marvelous experience, with a mouth sucking and licking her pearl while the sensation of fingers stroking the poor nub also remained in an impossible situation.

"Aaaahnn... AAAAHH! MMhh, AAAHHHN~" Miria did not even realize when Fendrel's orgasm had ended. The poor Holian was fully engrossed in the mind-wrecking reward as her eyes became glassy with lust, mouth still hanging open from how it kept his cock inside, now lips and chin covered in part of his semen as she stared into space as her body began convulsing in strong, continuous orgasms, falling face first on the floor, huge breasts mashed beneath her torso. The crew laughed as the woman that had destroyed the ship's cannon in a single blast laid there, cumming her brains out, watching her voluptuous body twitch and jiggle as her folds tightened and convulsed, juices squirting out on the floor.

It felt like ages but finally the collar stopped the reward, leaving the poor Holian dazed in pleasure and not even aware of how Fendrel moved behind her and lifted her hips; her ass now high in the air as her folds and thighs were drenched in her juices. She only seemed to react when he finally prodded her entrance. She weakly shook her head, arms unable to lift her weight or crawl away as she felt the massive cock teasing her folds. It was huge, and the thought of it breaking her apart crossed her mind but the warm tip rubbing her sensitive folds was sending shivers up and down her spine. "N-noo... W-wait..." Still unable to think clearly from the mind-numbing orgasms, Miria's body betrayed her first, as her hips weakly pushed back and rubbed up and down the tip. She thought it would hurt more than she imagined, but her nerves were on fire and begging to feel more pleasure wherever it came from.

The crew laughed as they watched the once formidable warrior debase herself on the ground, her womanly juices puddling beneath her as she was forced to weather wave after wave of orgasms.

As Fendrel aligned his monstrous spire with her twitching cunt, feeling how her hips instinctively ground against it, seeking the next source of pleasure, one of the crew members spoke up.

"Aww come on Cap'n. Can't ya let us have a turn with her first? They're never good for anything for a week after you've broken them."

Fendrel glanced back over his shoulder, clearly annoyed at the interruption. "First of all, you can go fuck yourself if you want to screw something so bad. Or go use one of the other slave bitches. This little philly is mine, and you'll be happy with whatever sloppy seconds I leave you. Second of all, the readout says the slut's a Hollian. I could fuck her non-stop til my balls fall off, and given a day or two she'll be as tight as a gamorian's purse strings. And third, nothings stopping you from putting her other holes to use. Look at how her mouth is just hanging open, begging for a cock. Take some initiative, you lazy sack of shit."

Turning his attention back to Miria, he heard her weakly protesting her coming defilement. "You say wait, but your body knows what it wants, who it belongs to. Soon enough, you won't be able to remember how you lived without my cock."

His hulking hips thrust forward, driving the incredible spire of man meat between her folds, sinking into the newly broken slave's soaked cunt. He bellowed his conquest as he felt her folds ripple around him in pleasure and pain, stretching her to her limit as he plunged deeper into her hole, feeling as she clenched down around him, her body both rejecting the invader and welcoming it with a new gush of juices. He leaned forward, his huge form dwarfing hers as he mounted her like a bitch in heat, pulling her up from where she was leaning face first on the ground to press against his powerful chest. Thick fingers groped her impressive breasts none too gently, their tips pressing deep into her pale skin. His grip held her in place as his hips began moving more forcefully, each thrust impaling her deeper and deeper on his rod. With his mammoth size, it didn't take long for him to find the limits of her pussy, each stroke pressing up against the gates of her womb as he fucked the already over stimulated woman senseless.

The crew member who had spoken out was one of the larger Saurians, and he wasted no time in following the captain's orders. He didn't bother waiting for a response, or to see if she would suck on her own, instead simply grabbing her cum drenched jaw and spit roasting the red haired beauty. The small smooth scales of this new invader were so different from the fleshy cocks she was used to, sliding much more smoothly into her throat, even as the behemoth claiming her pussy made her want to both moan and scream at the same time.

"Fuck, you weren't kidding Cap'n. This slut's mouth is better than most pussies I've had." He slapped the back of her head, trying to get her attention, despite her clear over stimulation. "HEY, no slacking whore. When I fuck your mouth, I expect proper sucking and tongue. Get to work!"

It seemed the collar was able to recognize orders from more than one master, as it produced a light warning shock to urge her towards obedience.

The laughter of the crew watching her cum on the floor barely registered to the redhead, it sounded so distant compared to the pleasure that filled her brain. Even Fendrel's grip on her hips was noticeable, but that didn't make it any less unmovable. As he and the other Saurian talked, her arms weakly scraped the floor as if trying to crawl away, but to no avail, they just moved across it as if she was rubbing it.

"N-no..." She answered weakly to Fendrel's promise of breaking her, but before anything else happened or was said, a huge, bursting amalgam of emotions hit her to the core. Her sex was more than lubricated with so much of her juices that she had squirted already, so he had no trouble penetrating her except for simply pushing through the resisting tightness of her velvet soft passage. Her legs widened even more, not out of her own will but by the mere fact they gave way to the massive pole that conquered her womanhood, her walls stretching to the absolute limit as a sharp pain ran through her nerves, but at the same, registering how the absurdly gargantuan cock pressed and mashed against all of her sensitive spots and only dwarfing that pain instead.

"AAAAIIIHH!! AAHHHNN~" Her body shook as her passage came from the single thrust, juices gushing out to coat Fendrel and to drop on the floor, as the whole sensation seemed to drill right into Miria's battered brain, her eyes rolling back as all thoughts left her mind, letting out a moan that ended in a sigh as if his cock had pushed out all the air in her lungs as well. The crew could see how beneath her torso a huge bulge form and point downwards from the massive shape of his dick. Her voluptuous form was obscured by his behemothian one, only to be showcased again for the rest of the crew to see as Fendrel grabbed her from the torso without effort, Miria limply resting and swaying against the leader's chest.

"F-ffuuu~uuuck..." Each thrust seemed to send her head reeling back in just pure awe of the pleasure and how wide he stretched her. The bulge moved up and down, reaching practically her stomach, and her bouncing tits would mold between his fingers, making the Holian woman moan and gasp with his rough treatment that nevertheless set her heaving mammaries on fire.

She barely noticed how the Saurian grabbed her fiery mane and pulled her back forward until he used that gaping mouth to silence her moans with his own cock. Its scaly nature was much different than Fendrel's, and that any other dick solely covered in flesh. Her arms could barely hold her weight, instead being mostly supported by the elephantine pole and the Saurian's hand, that slapped her head. But it was the collar's warning shock that knocked sense again into her, eyes rolling forward to stare at the new cock in her mouth. This time she didn't need more punishment, already afraid of how that would feel, but also too drunk with pleasure that she instantly began to savor that dick. Her tongue lashed and tried to wrap around his girth, sucking on those scales as his musk and taste filled her mouth and brain. She was sucking that pirate off with more effort than ever before, but that still had moments of sloppiness as she shook every time Fendrel impaled her, moaning as hard as she could, only making all of those vibrations send ripples of pleasure down the Saurian's cock.

Fendrel's pounding had started relatively slow, testing his new toy's limits, but as it became clear her body could not only handle his cock, but was being driven crazy with each thrust, he stopped holding back. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been able to fuck someone without worrying about breaking them before he came, but Nova was something special, a walking set of holes, purpose built for his cock.

"FUCK she's tight. Every time she cums, it's like her pussy is trying to squeeze me in half." A new ripple of pleasure went up his dick as a new gush of fluid splashed across her thighs and down to the floor. "Mmmmm. Just like that girl. You love it don't you? The collards good, but nothing beats the real thing, huh?

Flesh slapped against flesh, as his hips pounded into her again and again, wrapping her body around his dick and molding it to shape.

"You think that's good? I think you flipped her switch Cap'n. She's absolutely devouring my cock.....mmmmmm yeah, right there slut. Lick the underside with the tip down your throat.....Fuck Cap'n every time you make her cum her throat vibrates like crazy. Here, you handle that end, I'll take care of her tits."


The huge palms mashing her breasts were replaced by smaller clawed fingers, one palm groping a heaving melon, while the other caught a diamond hard teat between thumb and forefinger, pinching and rolling it with a surprising level of skill.

For his part, Fendrel was happy to lean back, giving his hips more range of movement to pull back until only her grasping lower lips were wrapped around his tip, before slamming forward again. The thick fingers of one hand reached around to find her engorged clit, practically begging for attention. He caught the hard bud between his fingers, toying with it as he frantically fucked her.

If just the physical sensations were all they were subjected to, most women would have passed out already, but unfortunately for Miria, her body was capable of withstanding and even enjoying this level of abuse. As she greedily sucked the scaled cock between her lips, her collar offered the proper reward for obedience: more pleasure. This time, instead of stimulating her already over taxed tits or clit, it introduced an entirely new experience. Her tongue and throat seemed to tingle, as if they were growing more sensitive. Indeed, every time she licked over a smooth scale, it was like rubbing a warm metal dildo across her slit. When she bobbed her head forward to take the Saurian cock down her throat, it was like the folds of her pussy parting to admit a glorious cock. It was as if the collar was making her upper mouth just as susceptible to pleasure as her lower one, building a devious feedback loop. The more she sucked, the more sensitive she became. The more sensitive, the better sucking felt.

In her pleasure drunk state, when all rationality had fled, seekingore pleasure was purely instinct, and the collar was making sure every instinct was to serve her masters.