Legends of Belariath

Sabina

The Big Wager Part 3

Dynotaku entered the bridge, casually munching a large red apple. His sleek fur was still a bit damp from playing with sabina and Jenka earlier, and he seemed in no hurry to return and release them from their predicament. He leaned against the doorway and watched as the sweat soaked tiger fucked Kehari from behind frantically. A gleaming silvery cock harness had been wrapped around the base of Charlie's cock and also separated his balls rather severely.

Nearby Lysette sat in a chair, looking rather glassy eyed and dazed. Moaning out, her hands gripping the arms of her chair tightly. Dynotaku watched, obviously puzzled as to why Lysette was reacting so strangely. Charlie gasped, pulling out of Kehari as though he had been stung. Stumbling around the suspended pair of vixens on weak legs, his cock painfully stiff still. Pressing in behind Zassa and plunging inside her forcefully. The helpless, latex wrapped female squealed into Kehari's mouth in frustration and torment.

Dynotaku watched still, his eyebrow arched. Something was clearly going on here that was not so easy to spot. Taking another bite of his apple, he clopped across the deck to Lysette. The normally very alert cyborg was completely oblivious to his approach until the very last moment.

"Wh... what oh." She stammered, reaching up she pulled a small device from one of her data ports and collapsed in the chair. Moaning in pleasure, she was obviously near exhaustion. "Dynotaku, what are you doing up here?"

"Taking a break, eating an apple, watching you get fucked by the invisible man." He chuckled in response, casually chewing another bite. "Mind if I ask what's going on?"

"Not at all, i was receiving sensory feedback from Kehari and Zassa as lil Charlie there was fucking them. The poor boy wanted to rest some time ago, so I had to help him along with that harness." Lysette's grin was pure malicious glee.

Dynotaku glanced at the three across the room again. "Harness hmm? Tell me a little more about these toys?"

Lysette explained that she had perfected a sensory reader and broadcast device. Originally intended for use in military units, for communications, it was quickly abandoned as feedback from injured soldiers overwhelmed the system. But the technology had needed a little tweaking, courtesy of Lysette, and now it was nearly perfect. Charlie's harness kept him erect and prevented orgasm, but it could also sense the near orgasm of his female partners as well. As soon as they got close, both received a sharp reprimand, and Charlie had to switch to the other victim.

As Dynotaku and Lysette talked, Charlie again yelped and switched back to Kehari. Dynotaku's grin grew wider and wider at the possibilities presented by Lysette's toys. "Lysette, this is going to be the start of a wonderful friendship." He gave her his most charming grin, and Lysette responded in kind. But something in her eyes made Dynotaku uneasy, as if she was already measuring him up for a nice, snug harness of his own.

Twenty minutes later Lysette and Dynotaku strolled off the bridge to get Jenka and sabina for lunch. Charlie, Kehari and Zassa stayed behind to keep an eye on things. Zassa was strapped into the pilots chair, hands taped to the control yoke tightly. Each foot had been similarly taped to the steering adjustment peddles, her eyes covered by a tight blindfold. Tight clamps ran from her nipples to a curious arrangement near the sensor station.

Kehari was hogtied, kneeling, eyes pressed into one of the external viewers. A thick plug in her ass, and another in her cunny connected by wires to the same set up as Zassa's nipples. By clenching around one plug of the other, Kehari sent shocks to either or both of Zassa's nipples. Using series of shocks should could instruct the vixen on which way the ship needed to go. In case of an emergency, or by accident, Kehari could let the plugs slip to sound an alarm and bring Lysette back to the bridge. But she was not all too eager to try that, as her own nipples, and Zassa's would receive painful shocks until Lysette arrived.

Charlie was strapped to the communications console, blindfolded like Zassa, the headphones strapped around his head. All the tiger morph could hear was a soft buzzing static, waiting for any possible signals to come in. A thick plug violated his ass, as the harness teasingly hummed and tickled his balls and the bast of his cock. Dropping his plug would also trigger an alarm, and his nipples were in the same dire straits as the two vixens.

Lysette finished buckling the last strap around Dynotaku's back, head shaking slowly. "You sure this is what you want to do?"

Dynotaku chuckled and turned slowly, admiring his new accessory in the mirror. "Certainly, it's what every well dressed Master should wear." sabina was pinned tightly to his huge chest, bound arms trapped between them. Facing outwards, a tight latex blindfold, and thick rubber cock gag covered a good portion of her face. Narrow waist encircled by a wide, tight leather belt, that was in turn joined to a matching belt on the Unicorn's waist. Lysette had pulled the girl's legs up and back, chaining her crossed ankles above Dynotaku's butt, to the back of his belt. A web of straps pulled her shoulders and collared throat back, keeping her body in a strict, almost painful arch, more or less hogtied against the massive stallion.

Dynotaku ran his hands over the trapped girl, drawing a melody of frustrated, gagged moans and purrs. sabina squirmed helplessly, clenching around the massive cock speared inside her little slit. There was no way to prevent responding to his touches, trembling, squirming, grinding on the massive shaft as he watched in the mirror. "Let's get your date ready and head to the mess hall."

Jenka shuffled along the hall at the end of Lysette's leash, and Dynotaku, with sabina aboard, brought up the rear. His eyes lingered on Jenka's cruelly bisected bottom as they walked along. Working together they had put Jenka in a tight leather corset, matching thigh high boots with six inch heels, single glove and a rather painful breast harness. The ring at the tip of the glove had been tightly secured to the front of the corset by means of a thick, rough leather strap, pulling her bound hands into her own bottom and slit from behind. More heavy straps secured the glove to the corset, rendering her entire upper body immobile.

sabina clenched around Dynotaku's cock for what seemed the millionth time to her. Every step he took sent waves of ache and frustration through her body. The sound of Jenka's tormented moans and whimpers, Lysette's teasing voice as she tugged the leash attached to Jenka's nipple clamps, the touch of Dynotaku's hands, it was almost too much for her. So close to orgasm, but somehow his walking pace was just a little too slow, too off rythym.

Jenka had been allowed to see, and even speak, though she was warned any complaints would earn her another hour in this outfit. Despite her exhaustion, and some embarrassment, she remained stoically silent, until they entered the mess that is. A soft murmur of surprise gave way to various sounds of approval when Dynotaku, Lysette and Jenka saw what had become of Tanj and katie.

It was, in fact, impossible to tell which was which now, both encased in glistening suits of flawless latex. One of the pair was licking food from a pet dish on the floor, her mouth held wide open by a rather severe ring gag. As the food was being licked, the other was sucking one of the crew member's cocks nearby. The tightly hooded head bobbed as his hand caressed over the gleaming surface. Their arms had been folded, wrists bound to upper arms, legs folded ankle to thigh as well. But the suits were so well made, it was not easy to spot where their hands and feet had ended up. Padded elbow and knee pads insured they could stay on all fours for long periods of time.

Their tails had been bound back, attached to the back of their hoods, limiting how far forward their heads could go. The rubber was cut away down below, revealing the pussy and bottom cleft of each girl, and even from a distance they trio could see the massive plugs inside them. Weighted, belled clamps dangled from the nipples and clits of the victims, making a happy little jingling every time they moved. Dynotaku was the first to speak, putting all of their thoughts into words. "Now that, is a nice pair of pets."

In spite of her situation Jenka grinned, she made herself a silent promise to find those suits for katie and Tanj the moment she was freed. Lysette yanked her leash, dragging Jenka painfully back to the present as they went inside. Dynotaku sank down to sit at a nearby table, drawing frantic squeals from sabina as he did. The little slave girl bucked on his cock, struggling against the tight web of straps, clenching and milking the thick shaft frantically. "Shhhh, you'll get more fucking soon enough bina." He whispered, not wanting to miss what was happening.

Lysette sent Jenka off to the kitchen, with orders to bring back food, leaving the captain to figure out how exactly. As Dynotaku idly teased the squirming slave, they watched as Tanj and katie were being trained like pets. One of the anonymous, gleaming, black latexed girls was playing fetch. The minotaur would toss a ball to the corner, and send her on her way with a sharp slap on the ass. How exactly she would find the ball was not readily apparent. But it was not hard to figure out the small remote, and those plugs had something to do with it.

The other latex pet was being pulled onto a low table nearby. The plug in her ass was pulled free as a crewmen thrust his cock into her mouth. A moment later he was joined by another fucking the slave's helpless ass. Trapped between the two, the glistening, helpless form squirmed as muffled moans spilled free all through the assault.

Jenka slowly returned, nudging a cart along with her hips, a huge red apple stuffed deep into her mouth as a gag. Sticky come matted the fur around her mouth, apparently the cook had decided to take advantage of her situation in the kitchen. Lysette stood and forced Jenka onto the table, kneeling, knees spread wide. She took a moment the caress her muscled captive, teasing her every curve patiently as Jenka bit down into the apple in frustration. Glistening apple juices spilled down onto her breasts and throat as the powerful jaws slowly crushed the fruit.

"Jenka, no spoiling your dinner." Lysette chuckled, pulling the remains the the apple free and setting them on the cart. A pet dish filled with some kind of protein gruel was lifted to the table, and placed in front of her. As Lysette buckled a blindfold over Jenka's eyes, the human crewman approached them. His massive left hand carried a wicked looking paddle, gleaming black hardwood with rounded plastic studs on it.

"You wouldn't mind if I had a go while your slut is eating?" He asked, eyes wandering over Jenka's helpless form. He had obviously been waiting a long time to get a hold of the captain, lusting after her amazonian charms since he had joined the crew in fact.

"Not at all." Lysette grinned, pushing Jenka's face down into the gruel. "Slave, your new Master is going to paddle your ass until you are finished with lunch. And I do mean every drop." Jenka growled, gulping a mouthful of the goop, struggling to swallow it as the first paddle shot landed with a loud CRACK. Jenka groaned loudly, the grayish goop dripping from her muzzle as she arched back and gasped in pain. Lysette smirked as she took her seat, taking a bowl of stew from the cart and beginning to eat.

Dynotaku teased sabina as he watched Jenka's punishment begin. He tensed slightly every so often, as the frantically squirming little slave did wonderfully pleasant things to his cock. Part of him thought they were going awfully far with Jenka, but then again, carpe diem. No point in worrying about tomorrow when today was so very pleasant.

sabina writhed, trying to arch upwards off the cock, to get more movement on Dynotaku. The touch of those huge hands was maddening, his thick fingertip rubbed her little mons and pierced clit mercilessly. Whimpers and mews spilled free around the gag, as she listened to the sounds of Jenka, Tanj and katie being punished and played with. Suddenly there was a searing pain in her nipples, Dynotaku had taken a small bunch of bananas from the tray and hung them over her nipple piercing for safe keeping.

Large fingers worked carefully, unbuckling her gag, pulling the thick rubber dildo slowly free and releasing the ragged moans and pleas that immediately began to spill free. Dynotaku casually silenced sabina, pressing his left hand over her mouth while he readied a ring gag. With expert, practiced motions he slid the ring into place, buckling the straps tightly behind her head.

sabina struggled frantically, trying to escape the gag, trying to beg Dynotaku to let her come, to stop the searing, sweet ache in her nipples, to fuck her, to just move. The cries of the others echoed in her ears maddeningly, another paddle shot, Jenka's muffled gasp of pain, the sharp command from across the room, "FETCH SLUT!". Dynotaku's finger pressed into her gagged mouth, dripping something thick and sweet onto her tongue. Mewing in hunger sabina began to lick his finger, cinnamon mush, the perfect food for a gagged slave.

Dynotaku patiently fed sabina, one fingerful at a time of the oatmeal. His eyes would close as her wonderfully soft, warm tongue would eagerly lick his fingers clean each time. Muscled thighs and hips arching to slowly thrust against his helpless captive. One finger deep in her mouth, his hand covered her nose and mouth completely, smothering sabina for endless seconds. Finger rubbing her clit in rapid circles, hips grinding. Shuddering as he tugged on her clit ring and twisted sharply, making sure sabina couldn't come as he exploded inside her.

Screams muffled by the massive hand, sabina struggled desperately Suckling that glistening finger frantically, her lungs burned, her mind aflame with need. Another paddle stroke, Mistress Jenka finally sobbed on that one, unable to suppress the pain. The sound sent chills down sabina's spine as she writhed in hellish frustration. Finally Dynotaku let her breath again, his thick fingers sliding through sabina's arousal and his own come between her legs. Grinning wickedly he mixed them into her oatmeal and went back to feeding her.

"Eat up girls, I have a full day planned for us."

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