Shokushu High School

PAIN

Katie and Tracey howled in tortured and discordant harmony while Leper smiled evilly to himself. Unable to touch the black bitch associate of SpaceGirl, he was still unable to keep himself from watching the entertaining sight of her mind being broken. So he was amusing himself by playing with his blonde slave while taking visual stimulation from his torturer's attentions to the main victim.

In one half of the large, dimly lit chamber, Tracey was fucking herself almost to death. In the other half, Katie hung between two pillars. Between them was a sheet of thick one way glass that formed a sound proofed wall. Speakers transferred every noise Tracey made into the area Leper occupied and the glass wall made sure he missed no detail. It added to his enjoyment enormously.

For this part of her breaking, Tracey was kneeling on a low platform, arms bound tightly behind her back and forcing her large brown breasts into painful prominence. Her tormentor had injected her with a drug which made every nerve ending in her body super-sensitive. The slightest breeze was enough to make her almost scream with the sensation. Beneath her body, twin cylinders were affixed to the platform, angled up so that they slotted neatly into her pussy and ass. The girl's calves were fastened to the flooring with leather bands but otherwise she was free to move.

The flexible, round tipped dildoes were set on springs so she couldn't dislodge herself from them completely. That would have spoiled the fun. So she was forced to kneel there with both her holes penetrated by the twin intruders. That wasn't so bad, she had thought to herself several hours earlier, when she had been capable of rational thought. Even with her drugged nerves crying out for stimulation she could just sit on the dildoes and tough it out.

But there was more. The torturer had attached clear plastic cups over her nipples and clitoris, their rims sealing tight to her flesh. Each of the cups was attached to a tube that led away out of sight. It didn't take long to discover what they were for. A simple pump removed the air from each tube, sucking her nipples steadily, drawing her clit out from under it's hood. Then after ten seconds, the suction relaxed .... then returned again .... and again .... Spurred on by the drug in her system, Tracey's nipples hardened and swelled bigger than she had ever known them before. Her clit engorged with blood and stuck out from her body like the tip of a finger while the machine sucked... released... sucked... released....

Lust flooded the young black girl's body from the drug-enhanced stimulation and she howled with need, mindlessly driving herself up and down on the embedded phaluses, slicking them with her juices as she fucked them to a fast, shuddering orgasm......
"Ahhhhhhhh..... iiieeeeeeee....... " she screamed with abandon, riding the rubber cocks as her teats swelled up like stiff purple-black thumbs and her clit seemed about to explode. Climax followed climax until she slumped exhausted, still impaled on the dildoes that spread her sticky cunt and ass open, too shattered to respond to any more stimulation from the tubes.

Or that's what she thought...
"Annnnnggggggghhhhhhhhhh........... " Tracey screamed with agony. As soon as she stopped moving the cups revealed a secondary purpose. Electricity jolted from them, shooting through her tits and cunt, the pain enhanced in exactly the same way as the pleasure had been. Her lithe young body arched up on the dildoes, almost slipping them out of her openings. And the pain stopped, replaced once more by pleasure.

It soon became obvious, even in Tracey's confused state. Keep fucking herself on the dildoes or suffer agony. Body drenched with sweat, mind drained by countless previous orgasms, Tracey drove herself up and down on the twin cylinders, the drug combined with the suction on all three protruding nubs ensuring that she came again and again. But the torturer wasn't finished messing with her mind yet. A large projection screen lit up in front of the young girl and images flowed across it... horrific images.... babies burned on bonfires, young girls were split apart by huge alien phalluses, screaming women were tortured until they slumped into unconsciousness or death, when small chitinous animals scampered from their hiding places and began to eat bloody flesh.

Tracey closed her eyes in disgust, still riding the dildoes by reflex. Electricity arced through her body. Eyes jolted open again and the pain stopped. A sensor above the screen monitored when she looked away. The drug left her no option, fuck herself into mind-shattering orgasms while watching horrific scenes of torture and death, or suffer unbearable agony.

Helplessly the young black girl jerked her body up and down on the invasive cylinders, nipples and clit driven wild by the stimulation of rhythmic suction, screaming and moaning from one climax to another while her protesting brain was assaulted by the disgusting images.

In the adjoining room, Leper laughed, standing before the slumped body of his slave as she hung from her wrists between two thick stone pillars. Alternately he was watching Tracey and slowly lashing his slave's large globular breasts with a long bullwhip. It was one he had made specially. Too thick to easily split flesh when it landed, it's entire length was embedded with tiny sacs filled with a mixture of mild acidic irritant and aphrodisiac. On impact the force was enough to burst some of the sacs and drive the contents just under the skin. Katie's breasts took dose after dose of the mixture, swelling with lust while itching maddeningly. She writhed between the pillars, long blonde hair whipping about, trying to reach something, anything to rub against and relieve the itching while her cunt pulsated with need and dripped it's honey onto the stone floor.

Leper dropped the whip abruptly and moved fully before Katie, taking her full honey-colored breasts it his hands and twisting them roughly while watching Tracey over her shoulder. It amused him enormously, the way the young blonde ground her tits into his palms trying to relieve the maddening itching. Her large pink nipples pressed into his grasp like pebbles as Katie squirmed with need, the slick, rotting flesh of Leper's hands sliding over her engorged teats and adding to her need for sexual release.

The mutant towered over the small blonde figure, his immense cock already fully erect and nudging the underswell of one perfect rounded breast as he manipulated the swollen globes. That gave him an idea. Reaching up, he relaxed the chains holding her wrists and the blonde slumped a bit lower. Now his shaft nestled in the deep cleavage between her breasts. Finger and thumb each pinched a hard nipple between them causing Katie to gasp with pain. Large hands enclosed the pouting blobes of her tits and pressed them together, trapping his cock between them. While Katie shuddered and writhed from the unfilled need in her desperate cunt, Leper slowly fucked the warm, soft enclosure of her cleavage, the rotten slime covering his body providing ample lubrication.

"Fuck me.... oh pleeease fuck me properly... " Katie babbled, her nipples throbbing and erect between the cruelly gripping digits, trying desperately to twist around enough to rub her engorged clit against Leper's leg while he jerked his long pole up and down the tight sheath of her tits. The sadistic mutant deliberately avoided giving his slave even that amount of pleasure as he used her lush young body to jerk himself off. Girls like this had shied away from him in the past. Now they begged him to fuck them and he did. When he felt like it.

For now he had no intention of fucking this girl. He enjoyed her suffering too much, especially when it was compounded by the sight and sounds of Tracey's torment. Hips jerked faster as he drove the thick shaft up and down Katie's cleavage, eyes fixed on the juddering body of the young black girl. Then he grunted with animal satisfaction as thick foetid cum shot up from the tip of his cock, splattering down onto blonde hair, coating her face and the upper swells of her breasts with the dirty grey fluid. Then Leper stepped back and walked out of the room without a backwards glance, leaving the young blonde squirming in an agony of frustration and frantically trying to stimulate herself by rubbing slender thighs together.

MOVEMENT

The stealth pods ensured that no one in Leper's camp was aware that they now shared the planetary surface with twenty five marines and one very angry young Japanese girl. The two days of waiting while she was repaired had done nothing to take the edge off Hitomi's rage. She would have gone earlier, defying the orders beamed down by Commander Black. But she couldn't defy the logic that accompanied them. Anything less that 100% fitness could blow this mission, and Tracey would die. So SpaceGirl had waited, But now the waiting was over at last.

There was little sign of femininity when Hitomi set off to infiltrate the enemy base. The full armored stealth suit and assorted weapons slung about her body saw to that. But then she wasn't looking to enter a beauty contest. As she alternately jogged and walked the twenty miles from the old survey camp, microprocessors embedded in the suit reacted to the changing scenery and even to local weather conditions, altering the fluid surface panels electronically to create random patterns which merged in. Providing she did not walk along a skyline, Spacegirl was effectively invisible from a distance of about 50 yards. And anyone closer than that would soon wish they were some place else. Once an hour she checked in with the marine squad via a secure microwave link beamed up to the orbiting Miyaki and then bounced back down to the surface.

It took four hours to reach a position where she could survey the pirate base. Sitting cross-legged, Hitomi viewed the collection of camoflaged buildings carefully while chewing an energy bar washed down with water. The scum seemed very trusting in their secrecy. They didn't even appear to have placed guards much less defensive positions. The marines would rip through that place like a whirlwind. But first she had to get to Tracey.

Twilight fell quickly on that planet and SpaceGirl radioed a quick message then stood up, moving forwards slowly and carefully. Just because the place looked wide open there could still be hidden pitfalls. A small device in her hand glowed with a faint green light as she waved it before herself while she walked. It would detect any nasty surprises such as trip wires or anti-personnel mines.

Unfortunately, high tech devices tend to warn against high tech threats. It did nothing to alert Hitomi to the deep pit artfully covered with branches to merge in with the landscape. So the first she knew of it was when the ground fell away under her foot and she tumbled forwards. Reflex curled her body into a ball ready to land safely and spring to her feet. But reflex could do nothing about the large rock Hitomi's head crashed against. Darkness fell over her world.

Light returned dimly; a reddish haze through tightly closed eyelids. Training took over and and SpaceGirl made no sudden movements as consciousness returned to her throbbing brain. Rather she made small tensings of her muscles designed to learn as much as possible about her surroundings.

Well, she was probably indoors and upright. Her wrists and ankes were secured holding her body spread-eagled. And she was naked. It was all depressingly familiar to the young ADD agent. Since she couldn't gain any more advantage with her eyes closed, Hitomi opened them. Twenty feet away, Tracey was apparently oblivious to SpaceGirl's existence.

"She can't see you of course. One-way glass and sound-proofing," The voice spoken close behind her and made Hitomi jump.

"If you've......"

"You seem hardly in a position to make threats, SpaceSlut. But if it helps, Ms McDonnell's body is almost untouched... ermmm... well, almost unharmed I should say. Her mind, I regret, didn't stand up quite so well." With an evil cackle the mutant stepped into view.

"Leper!" SpaceGirl gasped.

"Should I be flattered that you remember me?"

"You should feel lucky that you're still alive," the young agent retorted. "But that can be rectified."

"Well, my dear SpaceBitch, maybe it could. If you weren't quite so tied up. And then you'd miss the entertainment I had planned.. I've waited so long to have the SpaceCunt at my mercy."

Struggle as she might, SpaceGirl was unable to move more than a few inches in any direction, secured between the same pillars Katie had inhabited two days before. Leper sniggered as he watched the lovely young body twist and strain. Soon she would be dancing in a different way.

WELCOMES

As Leper moved out of her field of vision again, SpaceGirl turned her attentions back to Tracey. The young black girl was lying back on a couch wrapped in a yellow blanket. She seemed normal from this distance, nothing wrong that Hitomi could identify. But there was something different about her. Then it struck her. Tracey's eyes had always been so lively, sparkling with inner good nature. Now they seemed blank, lifeless, as though the person behind them had left. SpaceGirl twisted more wildly. She had to get over there.

Something moved on the periphery of Hitomi's vision and she gasped as a large squid-like being dragged itself into the part of the room close to Tracey. Long mottled tentacles wavered about as though seeking for something while the rounded featureless body turned from side to side. Then, even as SpaceGirl shouted a useless warning, it seemed to locate Tracey's position and inched itself in her direction.

"I did mention the sound-proofing? And anyway, your warning is quite unnecessary. Your associate has become quite friendly with my pet. See?" Tracey had obviously become aware of the approaching alien beast. She sat up and looked at it. Then something sparked in the dead orbs of her eyes and she smiled, holding out her arms in welcome and throwing the blanket aside to reveal her naked body.

"Come to me, my lover," she cooed, the sound transmitted all too clearly through the speakers to Hitomi's horrified ears.

"What the HELL have you done to her?"

"It seems that your friend's mind has become rather... fractured. She doesn't have much left in it apart from a need to have sex... the dirtier and more degrading, the more she likes it." Leper laughed cruelly, he hadn't felt this good for years. "And in a few days, my dear SpaceSlut, you will be exactly the same."

Hitomi's blood ran cold at the threat, imagining herself trapped in an endless lifetime of welcoming every hideous beast and perverted spacer into her bed and her body. Then she looked at Tracey again. She wanted to cry for her friend. Whatever it took she would get free and get Tracey to Antares. Surely the Directorate shrinks could fix her up. And surely there would be time to kill this hideous mutant before they left. SpaceGirl steeled herself to keep strong and wait for an opportunity.

The alien sex beast crawled closer to Tracey, tentacles questing, maybe drawn by the girl's heat or her movement. Two of them came within reach and the young black girl caught them in her hands, guiding the sinuous tendrils to her large firm breasts, where they immediately coiled around and began squeezing. Tracey moaned with delight, nipples hardening until they stood out like dark brown thumbs.

Tracey writhed with passion as the twin tentacles gripped her swollen tits, clenching and releasing as they aroused the young girl to a frenzy of sexual excitement. Through the speakers, Hitomi was forced to listen to her friend grunting with animal frenzy as tentacle tips attached suckers to her engorged nipples, rolling and tugging on the hard rubbery teats.
"Ugggghhhhhh... yeah.... unhhhhhh..... give it to me..... nggghhhh.... come on, fuck me...... " Beside her shoulder Leper watched the scene, breathing heavily, a slimy hand stroking down SpaceGirl's back. The young Japanese girl flinched away from his touch and Leper's attention returned to the helpless girl beside him.
"So you don't like the feel of me... Soon you'll be begging, SpaceWhore." Turning away he picked up his special whip, the acid sacs newly replaced.

Hitomi jerked as the whip landed across her shoulder blades, several of the sacs exploding with the impact and forcing a mixture of acidic irritant and aphrodisiac under her skin. She groaned, feeling a sudden desperate need to scratch but the bonds prevented her from moving. SpaceGirl also began to feel rather turned on, something that she attributed to watching the alien slide a thick tentacle up the soft inner flesh of Tracey's thigh to quest over the black girl's exposed and welcoming cunt. Hitomi felt ashamed at her response but was unable to look away, unaware of the drug building in her system as Leper lashed her back again and again.

The whip fell across Hitomi's bottom at the same moment as the space beast thrust it's tentacle into Tracey's wetly welcoming cunt and both girls groaned, their sounds music to the ears of the mad mutant controlling the scene. His cock hardened as he watched the young Japanese girl jerk forwards, breasts out-thrust and hips straining as though offering her pussy to the black girl on the other side of the glass wall. Even if Tracey had been aware, she was too far gone in her lust-filled acceptance of the monster fucking her with it's thick phallic tentacle. As it slammed into the stretched walls of her cunt, between legs held lewdly spread by the brain-damaged girl she was urging it on.
"Come on baby... urghhhhh.... yes... fuck me hard.... fuck my ass lover...." The beast may not have been aware of her words but it had it's own agenda that coincided with Tracey's demands. A second sinuous phallus slid up between her legs and found the opening, forcing through the tight muscle ring and forcefully raping the young girl's bottom in unholy counterpoint to the tentacle buried deep in her cunt.

Hitomi writhed in her bonds, spread between the pillars, mind hazing over as the drug took hold, desperate for some relief from the itching crawling over her back, barely aware of the way her young cunt was inflamed with need, dripping it's honey down her parted thighs as she watched the inhuman beast using her best friend's welcoming body. Then the whipping stopped. She could feel Leper's heavy breathing close to her neck, and she almost screamed as a thick, slimy tongue began to lap down the curve of her spine.

Large hands reached around to capture firm young tits, enclosing them in the sticky grip of rotting flesh while the rough tongue gave some temporary relief to the itching down Hitomi's back. Even as the rational part of her mind protested, SpaceGirl's body reacted, fuelled by the drug, her nipples engorging rapidly with blood, their sensitive tips transmitting waves of lust down to her swollen cunt. She heard herself moaning with need as Leper giggled. Slimy fingers found her nipples, tweaking the long hard teats while his tongue slid between the young Japanese agent's buttocks, it's tip tickling her anus.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh........... " Hitomi almost came as her nipples seemed to catch fire with the sensation, the twin nubs swollen to bursting point as they were teased by rotting fingers. Then the strong, agile tongue pushed through resistance into her ass, wiggling around inside SpaceGirl's bottom and she did cum then, writhing and jerking in lewd abandon as her body reacted beyond her control.
"Ngghhhhhhhhh............ " The young girl pushed her hips back, desperate for more, squirming in a sexual haze as the rotting, corpse-like mutant forced his tongue in and out of her ass and a thick finger slid between her honey-coated sex lips and up into her cunt.

With the aphrodisiac coursing through her veins, SpaceGirl jerked herself up and down on the invasive finger and tongue, insatiably seeking relief for the heat between her thighs, helpless slave to her need just as Tracey was; the young black girl lying spread open to take the hideous alien beast, moaning incoherently with desire. This was better even than Leper had imagined it would be. What a revenge he would have on the young agent, to make her into an insatiable sex-slave just like that other one, the black bitch who was entertaining his pet. Sliding his finger out of the tight honeyed depths, he stood up and crouched his huge bulk enough to allow the tip of his monstrous cock to marry up to SpaceGirl's cunt. Then with a cruel thrust he forced the thick shaft deep up into her slender body.

"Aiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..........." SpaceGirl jerked with mixed pain and lust as the monstrous cock spread her tight cunt to capacity. Then she groaned and writhed, pushing back to meet each hard thrust, welcoming the invasive shaft as Leper began to fuck her hard. Unable to fight the drug in her body, Hitomi closed off the rational part of her mind to what she was doing, not wanting to believe she had been turned on like this by watching Tracey getting screwed by an alien squid. Mindlessly she let her body's needs take over, accepting Leper's shaft with abandon and wailing like an animal from one orgasm to the next while he savagely fucked her. It couldn't last forever and Hitomi's tightly gloved cunt, combined with his mental excitement at finally having his prey within reach, soon proved too much for the mutant. With a mighty grunt he speared her body deep and hot jets of cum flooded up into SpaceGirl's slick channel. A huge climax washed through the young girl's mind and she passed out.

... AND FAREWELLS

For the second time that day, SpaceGirl regained consciousness between the twin pillars. This time it was the itching, reduced but still an irritant, that brought her back to reality. As she twitched her back, trying to relieve the sensation, Hitomi felt warm sticky fluid oozing from her cunt and coated on her inner thighs. Memory of the previous activities flooded back and the young girl mentally cringed at what she had done, how she had acted. Raising her eyes she was relieved to see that at least Tracey was lying peacefully alone again. Hitomi shuddered to think how she had, so she believed, been so turned on by watching her friend get fucked that she had welcomed her evil enemy into her own young body. Never again, she vowed to herself.

Footsteps and a clanking noise sounded behind her, then Hitomi shivered as cold water splashed over her back and ran down the backs of her legs. A nondescript looking space pirate walked into view and the remaining half of the contents of his bucket sloshed over SpaceGirl's breasts and belly.

"Boss wants his toy kept clean," the man gunted, eyes drawn to the sinuous curves of the bound Asian girl. Hitomi's eyes became calculated and she deliberately pushed her chest out more and wiggled seductively so far as the restraints allowed.
"At least he sent a good looking man to do the job," she whispered huskily. This seemed to throw the guy. It was probably the first time any woman other than his mother had ever described him as good looking. Brain cells rubbed together with an effort to think that was almost visibly painful. Then a light dawned.
"They said you was a slut. I guess that must be right." He appeared to be talking to SpaceGirl's tits, eyes fixed to the twin globes as though held there by a thread connecting his head to her jutting mounds. Luckily the nipples were still quite erect from the after effects of the drug. That was one bit of play acting that would have been totally beyond the young Japanese girl.
"Look what you're doing to me," she whispered. "My nips get hard just having you close." Then she closed her eyes in feigned passion as two rough hands grabbed her taut young breasts and began to squeeze and twist their delicate shapes.
"You know what I'd really like?" she asked after some minutes of this. "I'd like to get that big tool of yours in my mouth and give you the blow job of a lifetime."
"No untie lady. Boss tells me."
"Oh," Hitomi replied, her voice dripping with sadness. "But you've seen what he looks like. He's so ugly. I'd really like to have a proper man just once more. And someone as strong as you, you could control me easily and then tie me back up again. The boss would never know you had been playing with his toy."
"Boss sure is ugly," the man agreed, desire already clouding his limited thinking capacity as his hands groped the young agent without finesse. "You be good OK, or I have to hurt you."
"Oh, thank you sir! I'll be good. I'll be the best you ever imagined," SpaceGirl husked.

Freed and stepping down from between the pillars, she made no attempt to attack the wary guard. Instead she dropped to her knees and unzipped his grubby slacks, fishing out a small, smelly appendage and wrapping her lips around it as though it was the most exciting moment of her life. It was certainly the most crucial. Moving her head back and forth, Hitomi sucked slowly on the rancid shaft, steeling herself not to gag as she brought the man quickly towards orgasm. She had to disarm his suspicions and the moment he would be most vulnerable would be just as he came.

SpaceGirl felt the cock begin to twitch and peeking upwards, noted the piggish eyes were barely focussing. As she sucked harder, taking the little shaft fully into her mouth, Hitomi reached slowly up into the long black hair that trailed down her back. The molecular wirecutter was still there! Slowly and carefully she removed it as the organ began to spurt it's foetid juice into her mouth. Then with a quick twist, she looped the monofilament wire around the base of her guard's cock and balls and pulled tight.

Not so much disarming as dismembering, she thought with ghoulish humour as the amost invisible wire, designed to molecularly debond heavy steel, passed through flesh with no effort at all. Blood spurted over her face and chest as she spat out the suddenly shrivelled organ onto the floor then rose quickly to still the high pitched keening scream by rendering the guard unconscious. Briefly she thought about stemming the irregular spurts of carmine fluid bubbling from the man's groin, then shrugged. She would have killed him in combat without a second thought. At least this way he got to cum before he died.

Leper must have been overconfident. All of SpaceGirl's equipment was casually tossed into a corner of the room. Ripping some of the dead guard's shirt away, she roughly cleaned his blood off her body and spat the taste of his cock out of her mouth. Then Hitomi hurriedly dressed and keyed in the go signal to her comm device. According to plan, the marines should be in position just out of sight of the pirate base and waiting for just that signal to unleash themselves on the unsuspecting criminals.

Now to get to Tracey. As explosives and gunfire from the marine assault rocked the compound, Hitomi blew the glass wall with a mini-bomb and stepped through. A quick burst took out the torturer as he ran in through the door, slumping to the floor in a skidding heap with a line of red wounds stitched diagonally across his chest. Then she knelt beside the young black girl, heart breaking as Tracey looked up at her blankly, no sign of recognition, no sign of humanity at all in her empty eyes.

"Tracey.... Tracey, love.... don't you know me.... it's Hitomi," she wailed, tears splashing down onto the lovely body she knew so intimately. At the sound of her voice, something stirred in her friend's large brown eyes. If SpaceGirl's own vision had not been so blurred by tears, she would have noticed a series of emotions flit across Tracey's face.... awareness, memory, horror and self-disgust. Then a new awareness.... realisation and determination. Carefully Tracey reached out and slid SpaceGirl's hand gun from it's holster.

"Goodbye Hitomi. I love you but I can't live like this.... for both of us....... Remember me as I was .... " Tracey pressed the muzzle between her beautiful breasts and fired.

...................

Gently Hitomi laid her friend back down on the bed. The time for mourning would come later. First there was something she had to do. Face like stone and totally heedless of her own safety, SpaceGirl stalked through the base, pausing only to change magazines. Mini-bombs blew gaping holes in walls when they barred her path. Gauss-needles scythed through bodies, careless of whether or not the terrified pirates were trying to surrender. Pulse-grenades shot from the launcher, shredding opponents even while they were throwing away their weapons and running in panic from this beautiful young spectre of death. Battle-hardened marines looked on in awe. No way were they going to interfere! Spurred on by their sergeant, they followed to protect SpaceGirl's back.

Thirty minutes later Hitomi stopped. There had been almost two hundred men in that base. Three survived though they would soon die from their wounds. Leper was not amongst them. He had escaped. Dropping her overheating weapon, SpaceGirl made her dazed way back to where Tracey lay, kneeling beside the young girl and covering her body with the sheet, then collapsing onto her lover, shuddering sobs wracking her slender frame.

It would be a long time before Hitomi smiled again.

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