Shokushu High School

POINT

As Jenny Bourne pushed her slender body through the thick foliage, she cursed the tangled jungle steadily and monotonously. Just her luck to get the point duty in this terrain! What appeared to be a Spartan base had been spotted from the air by an off-course flyer owned by that planet's government. Being none too pleased at unknowingly hosting a bunch of pirates, even ones who styled themselves mercenaries, they had called Aphrodite's Legion to rectify matters. Though they were also a mercenary group, they worked in far better harmony with the authorities.

McPherson had given the recon task to her number one team. Formed after a horrifying encounter with aliens on a planet known only as Tomkins I, the squad had been officially named Special Assault Group One. But since no woman, even a Legionary, would willingly use the acronym SAG, they styled themselves Cobras after their call-sign. With a sigh, Bourne activated her radio.
'Cobra Four to Cobra Lead, come in.'
'Cobra Lead receiving. Over.'
'About three klicks from the assembly point and nothing to report. Over.'
'Very good, Cobra 4. We should be there in about 30 minutes.'
'Make that at least an hour for me, Cobra Lead. This isn't exactly a walk in the park.'
'Radio discipline please, Cobra 4. We will await you. Out.' Jenny Bourne sighed again. As if the jungle wasn't bad enough she hated being on her own, even knowing the rest of her mates were no more than a klick away. And Senior Centurion Miranda Bradley wasn't exactly chatty over the radio, making her feel even lonelier.

Removing her helmet, she wiped sweat away from her face with a sleeve. It didn't help much. Deep in the matted jungle, there wasn't even a breath of air to bring relief from the heat. Her short brown hair was matted with perspiration. Sighing again, she pushed on, helmet dangling from her left hand. She was fairly sure the Spartans wouldn't have a patrol out in this area and even if they did, she was more likely to hear them before they heard her. For the thousandth time she asked herself why she had joined the Legion. For the thousandth time she replied to herself - because you're good at it. The poster had decided her 'Why settle for a boring routine life when you can have all the adventure you can take?'

They hadn't quite laughed aloud when she had walked uncertainly into the recruiting office on her seventeenth birthday. They had just exchanged looks, an arched eyebrow as they studied the tiny figure before them - she won't last a week of basic training! But the overconfident unarmed-combat instructor had certainly not been laughing as she looked up from an unexpectedly prone position at the waif who had humiliated her. There was a lot more to this slip of a girl than met the eye.

She still had occasional problems with Legionaries too stupid to be put off by the Cobra arm-patch, but they were getting few and far between now. No-one could mistake her insignificant 5'1 frame and word had spread. Jenny Bourne was not someone to mess with. Indeed, if she had any real problems it was that she tended to bring out the mothering instinct in both women and men. She was damned if she would start a relationship on the basis that she needed protecting. So, apart from the alien rapists and her own delicate fingers, her sex life was zero. Pushing through an especially thick tangle of vines, Jenny suddenly lost her footing as they gave way unexpectedly. Moments later, she was up to her waist in foetid water, green scum splattered everywhere. Her helmet went flying as she struggled to maintain her balance. She heard it crash into the undergrowth.

Wading to the far side of the small pond, Jenny squelched down onto the bank amidst renewed cursing. Just at that moment, a 'boring routine life' seemed rather attractive. Well, the rest of the squad would just have to wait a bit longer. First she would empty her boots, then she would go look for the helmet with its inbuilt comm.-link. Ten minutes should do it.

PARASITES

Oh, isn't that just great, she thought to herself looking down. Not only was she drenched with slimy green water but a number of small greyish slug-like beings, each about four inches long, had attached themselves to her uniform legs. Leeches! Of course there had to be leeches in a place like this! Taking her knife, she peeled several off and flicked them back into the pond. But the total never seemed to get any less. Time was passing and at least she had the form-fitting silvery gee-suit under her uniform. They wouldn't get through that and maybe they would lose interest once she got going. Trying to avoid the slimy little bodies, she unlaced her boots, set them to one side and took off her socks to wring some of the water out of them.

Almost as if they sensed an opening, half a dozen of the repulsive molluscs crawled down towards her exposed lower legs. It wasn't until a couple of them slithered onto her skin that Jenny became aware of their movement. Her flesh crawled under the slimy touch and she squealed. Snatching up her field-knife, she tried to prise one of the creatures off but it clung fast to her skin. Another squeal, this time of pain. The leech had teeth! She distinctly felt needle-sharp little fangs as they broke the tight skin near her heel where a vein glowed blue. Ribbons of fire lanced up her leg, as though the creature had injected her with acid. At once the slug began to feed, its body seeming to expand as it took on a pinkish hue.

With a cry of horror, Jenny hacked at the bloated body, which came apart under her assault spraying a grey slime, threaded with red, across her foot. Even as she tried to prise free the teeth that still clung to her ankle, another trail of fire shoot up her other leg where another of the tiny creatures had somehow slithered under the tight cuff of her gee-suit and bitten her calf. Then another bit into her unguarded wrist while she was distracted by the new pain. With a cry, she leapt to her feet, dancing about wildly as she tried to dislodge the horrific molluscs. Tendrils of pain curled through her entire body as the venom flowed faster through her bloodstream under her exertions. The agony seemed to dissipate as it spread, filling her entire being with a warm, not unpleasant glow.

Hacking free the one fastened to her wrist, Jenny hopped from foot to foot as she unfastened her uniform trousers and kicked them off. Another flash of pain shot through her leg as one more of the little invaders got under her suit and clamped needle teeth into her leg, almost throwing her off balance. She could see them beneath the silvery fabric, humped shapes, now almost six inches long as they fed on her. As the warm glow suffused her entire body, skin seemed to become hypersensitive, able to feel the slightest touch. She was aware of exactly how many more of the creatures were on her. She could feel their movements, even the ones on her gee-suit. Her skin crawled under their sliding exploration.

Using her knife again, Jenny attempted to squash the shapes on her leg, but the gee-suit did its job and blunted the assault. Failing to pull the tight cuff up over her calf to expose the slug-like beings, she came to realise the only way she would be able to get at them was to remove the suit entirely. Dropping her knife onto the ground nearby, Jenny ripped away her body-armour and uniform jacket. Velcro split apart at wrists and down her front, then she peeled the suit down her legs, leaving her body naked but for a small pair of panties and a bra. Small she might have been but there was nothing childlike about the exposed form. Short brown hair framed an elfin face and her slender body was perfectly formed. Pert breasts thrust pointedly forwards from above a flat tummy where gold winked from her pierced navel. Slim thighs delineated by sleek muscles tapered towards delicate calves, one of which was marred by the ugly bodies of two feeding leeches. Still standing, she took up the knife and hacked the first of the leeches clinging to her calf. Even as it burst apart, two new molluscs slithered up onto her exposed thighs and bit into the soft flesh.

Taken unawares by the assault, Jenny's legs tangled in the fabric wrapped around her ankles as she jerked reflexively away and she lost her footing, sitting down rather abruptly on the ground. A fresh set of teeth molested the velvet skin of her inner thigh and she curled over onto her side in agony as fire flashed up her legs and through her groin. Her body became increasingly heated from the multiple assaults and increasingly sensitive. She could feel every blade of grass beneath her body. With a start, she realised that her nipples had responded to the insidious warmth and were pressing prominently against the tight fabric of her bra. Her thought processes became increasingly erratic as the glow filled her brain and it seemed almost funny as she rolled onto her back. Then a leech crawled up from the jungle floor, across the soft flesh of her waist and sank needle-like fangs into her belly near the navel-ring and all trace of laughter disappeared.

As she squirmed helplessly on the grassy bank, Jenny's movements became more and more uncoordinated and she lost her grip on the field-knife, which slipped to the ground beside her body. While she tried to locate it, her other hand clawed at the bloated body attached to her soft tummy. The leech was immovably attached to her flesh, might as well have been glued to her stomach as it steadily ignored her attempts to shift it. Ripples of heat flowed out from the swollen mollusc, wavelets of sensation spreading through her tummy, lapping against the hillocks of her tits, cresting to crash against the responsive area still protected by her panties, only to meet the hot sensations washing up her thighs. Jenny became very aware that her cunt was responding to whatever the venom contained, as a trickle of love juice filtered down to lubricate her channel and she moaned with sudden excitement.

Another leech fastened onto the velvet soft skin of her leg just below her crotch and a flash of agony shot straight through her mound as its teeth sank into sensitive flesh, injecting its venom even as it began to feed on her blood. Pain surged through her cunt, mingling with the hot glow filling her pussy and her large clitoris responded by becoming suddenly, throbbingly, swollenly erect. She moaned, half agonised, more than half aroused, the aphrodisiac venom trickling through her body even as her blood seeped away. Movements became confused, lethargic and her arms dropped limply beside her nearly nude body, leaving her unprotected and defenceless.

DONOR

Through the increasingly erotic haze filling her mind, Jenny was dimly aware as her super-sensitive skin reported another leech slithering over her tummy. Heading up over the banded shapes of her ribs, it crawled across the hill of her small bra and slithered onto the exposed upper surface of her left breast. Jenny groaned at the stimulation to her aroused flesh as it moved over her firm orb. Then it pushed at the bra and taut skin indented to accommodate the tiny body as it crawled into the warmth beneath the tight fabric. Her body jerked spastically as tiny teeth punctured the firm flesh of her pert tit just above the aroused nipple. The network of delicate veins traced across her swollen mound ached like red-hot wire as they filled with venom, shredding the veil of lethargy as she grabbed at the tight material frantically, pulling it down her chest, exposing herself even as her breast swelled harder in response to the aphrodisiac drug injected by the leech.

Jenny groaned anew as her tits ached with longing. Lust flooded her body to mingle with agony as her abused breast continued to harden. Hot pain flooded the excited nipple as venom-laced blood further engorged the tumescent pink teat. Its rigid state sent messages to her increasingly aroused clitoris which swelled further in response.
'Uuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh ......' The cry had more than a touch of desperation as the young girl began to lose control of body and brain both. Her shoulders pressed down, back arched, thrusting the small throbbing peaks skywards, almost as though inviting more.

More leeches crawled up her legs, others gained purchase on her sides while several more slithered onto her shoulders where they dug into the soft ground.
'Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh ......... Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh ......Nnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhh' The agony as each new mollusc fastened onto her tortured flesh was almost secondary to her increasing abandon as more and more of the aphrodisiac venom flooded her body. Leeches fastened onto the soft flesh below her jaw. More crawled over the soft dome of her belly. Pain flashed through her body again and again as the slug-like creatures sank needle fangs into the soft flesh of her thighs. One leech fastened onto her right breast, which blossomed with fire even as it hardened erotically. Another slug bit directly into the small crinkled aureole surrounding her left nipple, puncturing the surface and injecting venom almost directly into the distended bud. Another mollusc fastened onto the rigid flesh of her right nipple and needle teeth pierced the extended teat. Her tortured breasts strained against the remorseless assault as hot fire pulsated through massively engorged nipples.

'Aaaaarrrrgggghhhhhhhhhhh ......... Nnnnnnggggghhhhhhhhh ......' Even as she writhed in agony at the fire lancing through her body, her hard swollen breasts and throbbing nipples, she came to an unexpected climax, her cunt twitching as love juice flooded out to drench her cotton panties. Her mind blanked out under the remorseless assault, her body overcome by lust-filled agony was totally out of control. Her hands came up again, not to try to remove the invasive leeches, but to cup and squeeze at the exposed portions of her tormented breasts, offering them to the lust-provoking molluscs. Jenny writhed in a web of orgasmic sensations even as her blood dripped slowly away into the bloated bodies of a dozen and more slugs.

When some of the original leeches dropped off, fed to capacity, little trickles of blood flowed from punctured flesh to merge with the grey slime tracks that criss-crossed her body. But more and more continued to arrive. In some way they sensed food and converged on the quivering body. Crawling over each other, they slithered blindly across exposed flesh, leaving fresh trails of grey slime wherever they moved, instinctively seeking room to feed. They liked soft tissue and congregated across her belly, down the inner surfaces of her twitching thighs. More of the repulsive monsters reached her chest, covering the tortured mounds of her engorged breasts. Her fingers were dislodged as slimy bodies crawled over the firm peaks and her hands dropped to claw with tormented lust at the soft jungle floor. As each new arrival began to feed a blinding flash of fire blossomed within her suffering body. Jenny convulsed again and again as new agonies wracked her abused frame but with each explosion more aphrodisiac flooded her. The slithering bodies wandered over her super-sensitive flesh, tracing her curves and triggering fresh orgasms.

One enterprising mollusc crawled under the waistband of her brief panties and explored the sparsely covered pubis before sinking its teeth into the soft vee beside her prominent mound. Agony flashed through her groin, followed almost immediately by hot pleasure as aphrodisiac flooded the veins surrounding her cunt and she came again and again, even as throbbing pain warred with mounting excitement.

More leeches followed the intrepid one and invaded the bulging fabric of her panties. Pain detonated again as one bit into the soft mound of her pubis just above the folds half-concealing her protruding clitoris and her hips jerked spastically off the ground under the assault. Jenny mewed as hot fire lanced into the engorged nub which quivered with pain and excitement. Another leech slithered deeper, directly onto soft labia lips causing her to writhe with excitement as it slid over her naked skin.
'Aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhh,' needles of fire lanced through puffy flesh as the leech bit down onto one of her cunt-lips, needle-like teeth puncturing soft flesh. Jenny screamed in agony. Aphrodisiac venom flooded directly into her cunt like a ribbon of acid but her vagina ignored the pain while juicing copiously in response to the lust. Her panties became a sodden rag barely covering her cunt as she climaxed again, desire winning out through the agony wracking her lower body.

Much of her body was now covered by the bloated shapes. A slug crawled to the very top of her thigh and invaded the sodden crotch of her panties from beneath. Crawling higher it forced its way into the tight groove between her quivering buttocks. As it sank needle teeth into the soft flesh near her anus, Jenny screamed again and hot agony flared through her bottom. Fading to a hot glow, her anus began to twitch as lust-venom moved through the veins. The movement seemed to attract another tiny beast, which nuzzled up against the tense knot and pushed. Stretching the muscle ring apart with its relentless pressure, it forced itself half way into the tight channel. Once in place it sank sharp fangs into the incredibly sensitive tissue that lined her inner walls. The outraged scream of pain must have been heard hundreds of meters away even as it died into sobbing moans. Lust-venom enveloped the mass of veins surrounding her little petals which closed spastically onto the slug body invading them. Inadvertently the pressure forced the mollusc fully inside her bottom.
'Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiieeeee ............ Nnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .........' A violent orgasm wracked her entire body as the leech began to feed, swelling with her own blood, stretching inner walls as it wriggled inside her tortured anus.

Seeming to be attracted by the warm fluid leaking from her pussy, more leeches approached. Their weight as they crawled blindly over the swollen lips of her labia forced them apart and they opened her cunt up like an exotic flower. Jenny writhed, rolling over and over in tortured lust as slimy bodies crawled over the receptive flesh between her inner lips. Then she arched in torment as fangs punctured the fragile skin deep within her channel and fire laced through her cunt to be immediately followed by another wave of red-hot lust. Another mollusc slid over slick skin to nose within her cunt, which gaped wide with excitement. Slithering deep into her body, it stretched her walls further as it dragged its body inside. The slimy touch rubbing over her ribbed inner walls drove her wild with desire and juice flooded down her thighs. Another scream rang out as the leech buried deep in her cunt bit into the inner surface near her cervix and flaming agony flashed out from her very centre to convulse her entire frame. Then the injected aphrodisiac took effect and Jenny screamed again as a powerful orgasm ripped her mind to shreds with its intensity.

Writhing and moaning, lost in the red-heat, torn between agony and lust, Jenny squirmed helplessly on the jungle floor. Her slick, slime-covered body was covered by bloated slugs gradually changing colour from grey to pink to a deep red. As each one dropped off, another took its place and the body twitched again as a new bolt of agony spread from its feeding place through steadily depleted veins. Her breasts and nipples seemed to attract special attention. They were swollen to nearly double their normal size under the lustful assault and she moaned continuously as the aphrodisiac venom flowed through engorged flesh. The leeches buried deep inside her cunt and ass steadily increased in size as they remorselessly fed, wriggling about, stretching her inner walls wider to accommodate them. One more piercing shriek reverberated through the dense jungle as a second leech forced its way inside her dripping cunt and began to feed, then Jenny slumped unconscious and knew no more.

'Will she be OK?'
'The medics say its too soon to say. They replaced the plasma and gave her a total transfusion to wash out whatever she was infected with but they don't know what the long-term effects will be.' Lisa Marie Curzon shuddered as she made her report. Her eyes blurred. 'As long as I live I just hope to fuck I never see anything like that again. The sight like that poor little body covered with those slimy fucking bloodsuckers makes my skin crawl. Its like they was on me too! We had to burn most of the little bastards off with lighters and flares and Jenny lost a bit of skin while we was doing it. I hope to fuck she'll be OK. Just wished we had gone looking for her quicker that's all.'

For once Miranda Bradley ignored the unprofessional report from her second-in-command. Her own face looked haggard as she took in the details. Then she collected herself and turned to the semi-circle of shocked faces. Shauna O'Donnell was wiping her face, the result of losing her last meal in nearby bushes. Her lover, Susie Laughing Cloud had her arm around the smaller girl's shoulders, offering silent support. Bradley's voice hardened. She needed to get their minds off the horror.
'Right, legionaries. We've had a bad break and one of ours is out of action. But we still have a job to do. Saddle up and be ready to move in five minutes.'

Back at the field hospital, medical staff was confused. Their patient continued to require a plasma drip even though there was no apparent loss of blood. Restlessly, the young girl lying on the bed squirmed and softly moaned to herself. The leech buried deep within Jenny Bourne's anus had escaped detection. As the female parasite steadily fed on rich nutrient, a series of eggs were emitted from the slug-like body. Soon they would hatch.

AMBUSH

Miranda Bradley moved forward with the remaining nine Cohort members. The main battle-group was camped about five kilometres away awaiting her report. They had satellite reconnaissance of course, but no camera had yet been devised that could see effectively through metal shielding. So here she was again, outrider to the herd, something like an old-time cowboy as she liked to think to herself. Half a kilometre from the camp, she had not posted another Amazon to point and none of them had commented on that fact. Susie Laughing Cloud was in her usual position scouting ahead, moving light as a feather despite her almost six-foot frame.

Suddenly the booming of a pulse-cannon split the air, followed almost immediately by the whoosh of a Legion needle-gun.
'Spread out! Line abreast.' Bradley barked. 'Form your line on me,' this was said with a pointed look at O'Donnell who appeared ready to rush forward to aid her companion. 'Weapons are free.' Cautiously the Legionaries moved towards the sound of gunfire, weapons at the ready. Almost immediately Nita Martinez went down clutching her leg as a fusillade of shots lashed out at the group. Trained Legionaries dived for cover, already returning fire towards the unseen enemy.

It was immediately apparent that the small group was outgunned at least five to one. Bradley issued quiet orders through the comm.-link and a dozen smoke grenades flew towards the enemy while a massed barrage of fire cut the jungle to ribbons. Curzon and Scanlon used the diversion to grab Martinez and half-dragged the moaning girl backwards. Expert training paid off and the squad staged a phased retreat without further injury. The Spartans appeared satisfied to hold their positions and did not follow. It took Miranda's full strength to force Shauna to move away with the rest of the Cohort. Her entire body strained towards where her lover was surely either dead or captured and her tear-stained face was contorted by grief.

Half a kilometre back, the Cohort reformed while Bradley took stock of the situation. Already one member short with Mortlake not yet replaced and now Jenny Bourne hospitalised, probably for weeks. Juanita Martinez looked set to join her in sick-bay judging by the blood soaking her uniformed leg. And Shauna O'Donnell could come apart at any moment, would certainly not be an effective member of the group in her emotional state. As for Laughing Cloud, she was gone, either prisoner or dead. Miranda couldn't know which until she got back to base-camp and studied the infra-red feed from the overhead satellite. And with half her Cohort out of action, that was exactly where she was heading. But they would be back. If Susie Laughing Cloud was being held by the Spartans then not one of the Amazons would leave Betelgeuse VI until she was rescued. They didn't abandon their own.

PRISONER

Susie came slowly back to consciousness. The Legion headgear had saved her life. Or maybe the pulse cannon had been aimed poorly. Either way she was alive and, but for a splitting headache, intact. Knowing the Spartans lack of regard for the civilised treatment of prisoners, she had no idea how long she would remain that way but so far so good. Even tortured or maimed, coming alive out of this base would be victory enough and she would do whatever it took to achieve that.

Her mind wandered to Shauna's laughing face. After the alien mind-manipulators had twisted their brains, making them believe they had experienced lesbian sex together, they had become lovers in reality. Celt and Cherokee, porcelain and gold, they spent their nights twined together in their room at Penthesilea Base. The other Cohort members knew or guessed of course, and were pleased their comrades had found happiness together. Outside enquiries were met by blank stares from hard expressionless eyes. I'll be back Shauna, Susie vowed to herself, no matter what it takes! Or I'll die trying. Groaning slightly as the pain thudded in her head, she sat up and took stock. At least she still had her clothes, though the pockets were empty and all her equipment had gone. The room she occupied seemed to be a makeshift cell. No windows, a heavy door obviously locked, and no furniture but the narrow cot she had been lying on. It could have been depressing but she welcomed the freedom to prepare mentally for whatever lay ahead.

With the constant light and no window she had no idea how long she waited. Maybe they hoped to break her spirit but this young girl was made of stronger stuff than that. As soon as she heard the key scraping in the lock, she was across the room and, back firmly to the wall, crouched in a defensive stance ready for whatever may come through the door.

At least the three men who came into the cell had some regard for her dangerous abilities. They entered cautiously, hand-blasters at the ready, looking around warily until they saw her position. 'So, you're awake!' This one was obviously the leader.
'No thanks to your thugs, scumbag!'
'Don't push it, Sitting Bull, I lost two mates before we clobbered you.'
'Would have been more if you hadn't got lucky.' The man's limited appreciation of Native American history didn't make Susie inclined to point out that Sitting Bull was neither female nor Cherokee.
'Well, we got you anyway.'
'OK, so you got me. Big deal!' Despite her worries, Susie refused to give them the satisfaction of asking about her comrades. In any case, they would only lie.
'Yeah, we got you good and proper. Look like a fine specimen of prime Amazon on the hoof too. Well, lets get a better look. Strip! Now!'
'Why don't you wimps come and get me?'
'No way, Sitting Bull. You look far better from over here. Your choice anyway. Co-operate and live a bit longer. Refuse and we shoot you down here and now.'

They may have been bluffing. Laughing Cloud had no way of telling. What was certain was that she would never live to cross the room against three guns. Whatever it takes, she reminded herself. Despite her revulsion, she slowly peeled off her uniform jacket and trousers. Maybe she could entice them closer. She did her best to look provocative as she stood proudly in the form-fitting gee-suit. Its tight silvery material outlined every curve of her shapely body.
'And the rest, redskin.' Taking her time, she peeled apart the Velcro cuff fastenings, then her hands moved up towards her neck. The ripping sound seemed very loud as she slowly pulled the suit apart, starting at her neck and finishing just above her pubis. The three men appeared to be holding their breath as a long wedge of golden flesh was revealed, bisected by the centre of her large well-filled bra.

Still moving slowly, Susie freed one shoulder, then the other and peeled the tight material down her long arms. Standing straight again, she faced the men, gee-suit hanging around her waist.
'Keep going.' The man's voice was hoarse as his eyes centred on the prominent swellings concealed by a utilitarian brassiere. His two companions seemed equally mesmerised. I can take these three, Laughing Cloud thought. Even if I have to let them screw me first, I can take them. Buoyed up by the thought, she bent forwards to strip the suit off her sleekly muscled legs. The men's eyes almost popped out as golden flesh swelled over the constricting bra as though seeking release.
'Happy now?' Susie asked as she stood straight again. The leader seemed to have lost the ability to speak. He just gestured with the muzzle of his hand-blaster. Probably bigger than his dick, the young Cherokee thought as she reached behind her back.

CUBED

With a deliberate motion, Susie unsnapped the fastening and allowed her bra to slip to the floor. One of the men gasped aloud as her magnificent breasts were revealed. A tall, muscular young girl, she carried the large mounds easily, proud of her womanhood. All of the trio seemed mesmerised by the twin protrusions of her tawny nipples which pointed straight at them. Almost choking, the leader gestured again. Susie's tits hung like perfectly ripe fruit as she bent to slide her panties down over rounded thighs, straightening again as they fell to pool about her ankles. The jet-black bush looked very prominent against golden skin the colour of old honey.

Then came a surprise. She had expected to be ordered to lie on the cot or worse, the floor. Instead the trio's leader threw a pair of handcuffs across the room.
'Put these on, whore.' He smiled at his companions wolfishly. 'maybe there'll be enough left afterwards for us to teach this bitch how to be a good squaw!' Stepping away from the doorway, he gestured to the other two, who left the room. One stood across the corridor, while the other disappeared from view. 'I'd love to make you moan, bitch, but the higher-ups have got other plans and its more than my life's worth to mess you up. You either get there perfect or dead. Now move!' As Susie stepped towards him, still under the gaze of the pirate in the corridor, he sidled around the room, never getting too close to the manacled figure.

The pirates shepherded her down the long corridor and into a dimly lit room. It sounded large from the echoes and the murmur of many voices stilled as she entered. Prodding her forward, they directed her up a short stairway. The leader gestured and Susie held out her bound hands to have the manacles removed. All the while two guns pressed into the small of her back, a warning not to try anything rash. Then the leader motioned her forwards again. As she turned, someone pushed her sharply and she stumbled forwards. Even as Susie righted herself, she heard another door close behind her.

Blinding lights suddenly shone down from above and the noise in the room became louder as she was mercilessly exposed by the harsh illumination. As her eyes adjusted, she saw that she was imprisoned in a cube about ten feet to each side. The entire structure was made of Perspex, even the base, which seemed to be suspended about eight feet above the floor.
'I'm so pleased you could join us,' an amplified voice rang out, heavy with irony. 'We usually use this room for staging fights but I thought it could suit another purpose tonight.'
'What do you want?' With a start realised her own voice was being broadcast. There must be microphones concealed within the cube.
'Why, everything of course. Everything you know about the Lesbian Legion.' A titter ran around the room.
'I'll tell. Just ask me.'
'But then you might not be entirely truthful with us. You may even be tempted to try and mislead us.' The voice dripped sarcasm. 'We need to make you a bit more amenable first, a bit more frightened of the consequences were you to give in to temptation and be less than honest in your replies. And besides, the men have been rather short of entertainment recently so, as it were, we can kill two birds with one stone. Well, not quite kill really, but I'm sure you get the drift.'

Susie wasn't too sure where all this was leading, but she was certain she wasn't about to enjoy whatever was to come. I never occurred that it might be herself.
'Nothing to say? Then let me tell you a bit more. Think of yourself as being in a video game. Think of yourself as the heroine if it makes you feel better. My assistant and I have the controls, I'll be red and he can be blue. We score points for, well, you'll soon get the idea. Of course, we have a little wager on the outcome and I don't like to lose. But don't let that influence you actions.' There was a sudden whirring and two small, previously unnoticed panels opened, low down on opposite sides of the cube.
'Let the game begin!'

Abruptly the cube was alive with small red and blue objects which zipped about in random patterns. Susie, her nakedness forgotten, backed into a corner and crouched down while trying to make out details. The objects ranged in size and shape. Some were tiny, no more than two inches long with flat noses. Others were much larger and had blunt tips. All had a small aerial and were presumably capable of being directed under remote control. They flew about the cube never touching the sides and never coming too close to the young girl.
'Do try to keep moving, girlie. A static target takes all the fun out of the game,' the amplified voice drawled. Susie ignored it and continued to watch the buzzing shapes intently.
'Looks like we'll have to give her some encouragement,' the voice addressed an unseen companion as Susie crouched immobile. She jumped up abruptly as a painful jolt shot through her bare feet and also right through her shapely bottom where it had been touching Perspex. The cube was electrified.

She danced around the centre of the cube, pain flashing up her legs every time she put a foot down. Banging against the almost invisible door only rewarded her with more shocks that ran up her arms, it was tightly fastened. The voice returned. 'Much better. Now keep moving and I won't have to tickle you again.' Susie's legs returned to normal as the current was switched off but she had learned her lesson. She continued to move in aimless patterns about the cube, still trying to watch the small shapes flying around her. Something struck her in the back and she jumped with surprise. Turning her head, she saw that one of the smaller devices was attached to the skin halfway down her back. It was one of the red ones.

'Five points to me.' the annoying voice broke in. Reaching behind, Susie tried to pull the object from her body but it was stuck fast. Its flat head was so tightly attached to her that she would have to rip her own skin off to remove it. Then it started buzzing and a rather pleasant massaging sensation rippled out across her back.

While she was so preoccupied another device, similar in shape but coloured blue, landed on her belly and began its gentle buzzing. A red one almost caught on her calf but bounced off onto the floor, unable to find purchase on the bone. As the two objects sent waves of sensation through both her back and her front, Susie began to realise her peril. With more of the objects stimulating her, her body had to react to the buzzing massage, had to become aroused and she would be unable to fight back effectively through the distraction.

STIMULATION BY REMOTE

Rather than just trying to avoid the whizzing objects, Susie decided to fight back. Concentrating carefully, forcing herself to ignore the ripples of pleasure spreading across her flesh, she fixed on one object and lashed out with her bare hand. She caught the device with a whack and batted it against the side of the cube. That seemed enough to damage its internal mechanism and it fell immobile to the floor. Electricity shot up her legs from the cube's base and while she hopped in a vain attempt to minimise the pain, another small red device landed on the center of her left buttock.

'Ten points for that. Oh, and don't try to damage my toys please.'
'What's the matter?' Susie taunted back. 'Not good enough to play against someone who fights back?' She hoped her challenge would either prod the Spartan's vanity or make him afraid of losing face in front of his men. There was a moment's silence. Then the pain left her legs again. In a way it had been useful because it had taken her mind off the insistent buzzing that now emanated from three points on her body.
'OK, girlie, never let it be said I refused a challenge. Now let's see how good you are.' The devices circling her speeded up, buzzing around her body like angry hornets. In quick succession, another two landed on her back and one attached to the front of her upper thigh. In return, Susie smashed one of the larger objects against a wall. It was the one on her thigh that really distracted her. Barely six inches from her mound, it's buzzing seemed to fill her groin and she felt her nipples begin to rise in involuntary response.

The next time she swatted one of the flying mechanisms, another took advantage of her movement to dart in and attach itself to the firm protrusion of her right breast. As it began to vibrate against solid flesh, a powerful wave of pleasure swept through the jutting tit and her large nipple abruptly hardened in response. Despite herself, a small mew escaped between her clenched teeth. It was amplified by the concealed microphones and a wave of stamping applause told her the sound had not gone unnoticed by the audience to her discomfort.
'Twenty points for that, I think. Its usually 25 but for such a large target ......'

Desperately trying to blot out the pleasurable feelings that were filling her body, Susie killed two devices in quick succession. Then a large blue one landed on her exposed right buttock and two smaller ones attached to the backs of her thighs. The larger one seemed to cup her cheek, moulding to the hemispherical shape and covering half of the surface. When it began to hum the tremor was much more powerful. Her bottom quivered under the assault and vibrations spread between her legs to stimulate her pussy. It became increasingly difficult to concentrate. Two more devices landed on her domed belly, one low down just above her furry mound. New ripples of sensation assaulted her vagina from another direction and Susie sensed her clitoris swell with desire.

Her movements became increasingly jerky. Susie managed to swat one of the larger ones, more by luck than anything else but it recovered and buzzed away with an angry whine. Trying to fend off new invasions with one hand, she gripped the device fixed to her tit and pulled at it. Her mound distorted out of shape under the pressure but the object remained firmly attached. There wasn't even anything as simple as an on/off switch to give her relief from the insidious pleasure that filled her body. She batted a big one heading for her tummy at the expense of a new one fixing on her upper chest. Two more penetrated her defences. One fixed to her lower back, the other attached to her left thigh.

'Having fun yet, girlie?' the nagging voice insinuated into her concentration. 'You'll be pleased to know that I'm in the lead by 35 points. You, of course, are losing badly.' The truth of that statement was self-evident as another device landed on her right breast next to the engorged nipple. Her large firm tit visibly quivered under the combined vibrations and her swollen teat throbbed almost painfully. By reflex, she grasped the sinister item, while two medium sized objects affixed to the fronts of her upper thighs, bracketing her increasingly aroused cunt. With almost twenty assorted devices protruding at odd angles from her body, she started to look increasingly bizarre. Not that the audience seemed to mind. They stamped and cheered and whistled as each new mechanism found a target.

Susie was fast losing control of her movements. A large blue device got through to attach onto her left breast, covering the nipple. Its weight pulled the firm flesh downwards slightly and the young Cherokee moaned loudly as it began to vibrate directly over her sensitive teat. Her entire body quivered from the combined vibrations. Both pouting breasts had swollen noticeably with lust and her visible right nipple protruded almost an inch from its circling aureole. Sweat covered her body, a combination of exertion and excitement, but surely the slick sheen of her inner thighs was caused by more than perspiration. As she stumbled around the cube on shaking legs, another four gadgets found a grip on her trembling body. It all became too much and Susie sank to her knees with a groan.

The voice was almost conversational. No trace of lust thickened its mocking tones. If the Spartan was aroused by the display he gave no hint of it.
'We used to stake out our, err, visitors next to a pit we have outside. There are some interesting parasites on this planet. Relative of the leech I believe. Most entertaining, especially for the young ladies. But it became such a bind trying to get the little blighters off while the, ah, recipient was still of any use to us. One of our techies was inspired to create this instead. Clever chap. Much more fun, and of course we don't need to worry about the weather any more.'

The devices clustered thicker across Susie's body as she knelt helplessly, shuddering and moaning on the floor of the cube. Several rebounded off due to lack of space to attach. Looking down through the clear material she could see faces looking back up at her. Hungry eyes devoured the proud swells of her hanging breasts, while others centred on the shadowy cleft between her legs. She was beyond even trying to cover her pleasure-wracked body from their lustful gaze.
'Nnnnnnnnnnnnnn ......... noooooo ......... uhhhhhhhhhnnnnnn .........' her soft cunt burned with pleasure as she orgasmed strongly under the unwelcome enjoyment caused by such massive stimulation. Fluid leaked from her twitching pussy to drip onto the cube between her legs. Several pirates made vulgar licking motions with their tongues.

Overcome by lust, Susie writhed and twisted with abandon, barely even aware of the eyes fixed on her magnificent body as it rolled helplessly across the Perspex floor. A small blue device shot between her splayed thighs, somehow able to fix onto her labia even through its furry covering. She shuddered as it hummed and vibrated directly over her swollen clitoris.
'Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhnnnnnnnnnn .........' climaxing again, the young Red Indian girl huddled foetally, hugging her knees to her chest even though it pressed her tumescent mounds tighter against the mechanisms that dotted their tortured flesh. She realised too late that this position exposed her cunt, which pouted back from between between her thighs.

As she lay there shuddering, something pressed slowly but insistently against her sex-lips. Her vulnerable body too far gone to offer any resistance, she shuddered helplessly as the blunt nose of one of the largest devices pushed insistently between her swollen labia. Parting her lips, it continued to press over the entrance to her vagina. Then, aided by her own juices, it slid smoothly inside.
'Nnnnnnggggghhhhh ...... Ooooooooooooooohh ............ arrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhh ......' The device filled her cunt with its bulk, all of the other stimulations paling into insignificance as its powerful motor began to vibrate deep in the heart of her sex. Orgasm washed over orgasm as the young girl twitched spastically in a red haze of lustful pleasure.

DIVERSION

'Nice war-cry for a squaw. And game to me I think,' a new voice.
'Not quite yet, my friend. I still have one card left to play.'
'The bulls-eye? No-one has ever made that shot.' As if by magic, quiet descended on the room. Nothing could be heard but Susie's ecstatic moans as she shuddered from one orgasm to the next. Sudden pain exploded in her anus and she jerked violently. Too late. Another blunt cylinder had forced its way right into her ass in one brutal movement. The new intruder set up a powerful humming, almost touching the one deep in her cunt through a thin membrane separating the two orifices.

'Eeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhh ............ Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ......... Uuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh .......... Yeeeeeeeeeesssssssssss .........' The golden body convulsed wildly as Susie's brain exploded into the white heat of another massive orgasm. Uninhibited, lust-filled, slave to the intense passion flooding her entire being, she was aware of nothing but the concentrated sensation as every single nerve-ending in her body seemed to thrust her from one powerful climax to another. Rolling uncontrollably across the Perspex, her own weight forced the mechanisms deeper into her grasping cunt and anus until they almost disappeared. Frenzied hands dug into the exposed parts of her aching tits, viciously wrenched the exposed nipple, and clawed at her massively engorged clitoris. Animal-like, shrieks and yips of unrestrained pleasure filled the arena. Lights seemed to flare about the room and surely it was her own violent spasms that sent the cube dancing.

Surprisingly all the vibrations ceased at once. Devices fixed so immovably to her flesh dropped lifeless to the floor. Susie lay spread-eagled on the base of the Perspex cube, legs akimbo, drenched with sweat and her own juices. Her magnificent breasts heaved as the convulsions gradually faded. The only other sign of life was an occasional twitch accompanied by the moan of a diminished orgasm. Loud hammering juddered through the cube and someone grabbed her body almost roughly by the shoulders. She felt her head pressed against coarse material and opening tired eyes, looked up to see Shauna's worried face looking down at her. Cradled safely in her lovers arms, Susie allowed her eyes to close again as gentle hands eased the thick cylinders from her abused body.

When she next became aware, she was being carried from the building on a stretcher, protectively wrapped in a thick blanket. Miranda Bradley noticed the change and patted her on the shoulder.
'Excellent diversion, Laughing Cloud. Even the guards came in to watch your performance. We took the whole camp without a single casualty. You were acting I take it?'
'Uhhh, err, ummm, oh, yes. Yes, I was acting of course.'
'Well done. Excellent job. You'll get a special mention for this. Maybe more. And a couple of weeks off, of course. Oh, and I think I'll relieve O'Donnell of her normal duties to keep an eye on you. Seemed quite concerned. She must be a good friend.' Throughout the conversation Bradley kept a perfectly straight face, though her eyes twinkled slightly.
'Yes, oh yes, a very good friend.' Susie managed a tired smile before sinking back into unconsciousness.

Back at the field-hospital, Jenny Bourne's body shook violently as new-born leeches forced their way from their overcrowded birthing place and slithered away in search of prey.

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