Legends of Belariath

Sabina

The Big Wager Part 7

sabina slipped across her Mistress's slick body, sweaty skin and wet fur rubbing together sensually. It was probably only making it worse for them both, but she still teased, licked and nuzzled at Jenka's tightly covered slit. Frantic attentions that simply fueled the torment that had already lasted for hours. It was somewhere in this darkness that Jenka finally gave in to the need inside. A ragged, latex muffled scream erupted from her throat, a cry of desperate passion and longing that drew a round of applause and hollering from the assembled crew. Dynotaku smiled, his hand stroking Tanj's head as she expertly deep throated him. Jenka might not be broken, but this was definitely a crack in her armor.

It was in the midst of this that one of the crewmen tapped Dynotaku on the shoulder. "We got problems boss." Dynotaku hated to leave this show, but then again the curtain on this performance would not fall until he said. As sabina tormented the writhing captain, Dynotaku ducked into a nearby passageway with the crewmen. Jarl growled softly, his eyes darting about as though he feared being overheard. "Charlie's gone missing."

"Missing? Jarl this ship is no more than 200 meters long, nothing goes missing for more than five minutes."

"Ya boss, I know that. But Charlie has gone missing, I cannot find him anywhere." Dynotaku frowned, glancing back through the door at the glistening, trapped forms pinned under the tightening latex.

"What have you been up to Jenka...." He half whispered. "Get down to engineering. Make an engine failure, nothing dangerous just enough to stop the ship. I'll assign you to fix it, we need to buy some time." Dynotaku grinned, this game was taking on a bit more intrigue now. Jarl nodded and trotted down the corridor as Dynotaku returned to the main compartment.

Jenka's muscles corded against the restraints, she gasped in pain as her calves began to cramp. sabina's warm mouth was teasing her nipple, her tongue felt like file rasping across her over stimulated flesh. She sobbed in relief as the latex tightened again, anything to still that squirming sex fiend trapped inside here with her. sabina suckled relentlessly, cleaning every last bit of the gel Dynotaku had placed off Jenka's nipple. her pert little ass was thrust back, hogtied legs straining uselessly as the latex tightened, trapping them like insects in amber.

Dynotaku quietly dispatched one of the others, with orders to search the ship and find Charlie, before settling back into his chair. The latex pressed down, coating the helpless slaves in a second skin of inescapable restraint. "I think a couple more hours of this, and we can begin the interrogation." He chuckled, pulling Tanj's mouth back to the head of his still hard cock.

Lysette glanced up from her work, watching as Kehari's mummified form wiggled helplessly in the pilot's chair. Twelve brutally tight latex straps pinned her body to the chair, still encased in the severe latex mummy bag. "Having fun pet? Are the plugs being evil and mean?" She teased playfully, knowing that her voice was being transmitted to receivers into the hood Kehari was wearing. A gag muffled moan of frustration and torment was the only reply Kehari could make. The helpless vixen struggled in the sultry darkness. The plugs seemed to be alive, they vibrated, flexed, wiggled and twisted inside her. Sometimes faster, sometimes much slower, and never in the way she needed them too.

Just as Lysette connected the final circuit on the box several alarms rang out on the bridge. Immediately she grappled over to the console, floating above her helpless captive. "Well, well, what have we here pet." A quick glance at the screens told the story, and she instantly keyed the com. "Dynotaku, we have problems here. Complete shut down on the hyper drive is imminent and two of our three normal space engines are offline."

Dynotaku grinned up at the comm, Jarl had worked fast. "System status aside from the engines? Are we in danger?"

"Negative chief. Life support, weapons, shields, sensors and comm all green. We're fine but we are not going anywhere at more than a limp until the engines are fixed. I'll get below and see...."

"Belay that Lysette." Dynoatku cut her off. "Jarl is already on his way down there. Keep an eye on things up there, we'll handle the repairs."

Lysette shrugged, one hand casually cupping Kehari's breast. She smirked at the way the vixen tensed and moaned in frustration. "Aye Cap'n stallion." She keyed the comm off just as one of the crew wandered onto the bridge.

"You haven't seen Charlie around have you?" He asked.

Dynotaku opened the encasement, his nose wrinkling at the intense musky smell that rolled out. Sweat, sex, latex and more sex filled his nose with each breath. The two remaining crew lifted the frantically squirming slave girl off Jenka. sabina's frantic, pleading squeals only became more desperate and breathless as the two massive figures gripped her tightly. "Take her below, clean her up and fuck her until she cannot see straight." The crew men grinned and nodded, even as sabina moaned loudly in anticipation.

As the three of them departed Dynotaku leaned in close to Jenka. "I know you have something planned Jenka, and before I am through you will tell me exactly what I want to know." Dynotaku quickly replaced Jenka's gag with a respirator, stuffing it into her mouth before she could speak. "In time, all in good time Jenka. First I will interrogate your little helper sluts." Jenka's frantic moans and gagged cries echoed out into the bay as he closed the latex again and keyed the suction. The latex tightened down, sealing Jenka into the bed while the respirator made sure there was no reason to release her anytime soon.

"Now then Tanj, let's begin with you."

The water was paradise, but the rough caresses of her captors was even better. Warm water splashed down on the two minotaurs and then down onto sabina between them. The darker of the two chuckled, holding his hand out as sabina rubbed against it frantically. Slim hips grinding, pressing her soaked little slit against the calloused palm, masturbating herself shamelessly as the other hands wandered over her body. A ragged scream welled up inside as the orgasm blossomed and exploded. The tight, round little ass thrust back, grinding her bald slit against the palm and fingers as the other one slid his thick middle finger into her ass. "That's it pet, scream out and let us know how good it feels. We are just getting started."

sabina trembled, her breathing labored and ragged. Hours, days, maybe it was weeks now, she could no longer tell. All that mattered as the scent, the closeness, the massive presence of these two. Soft red lips nuzzled the chest of her captor eagerly, nibbling, kissing, as soft pleading moans begged them wordlessly to fuck her.

The kiss was demanding, almost painful in it's intensity. The minotaurs eyes widened as sabina practically raped his mouth. He had her pinned to the shower wall as he friend watched, fucking the little captive for all he was worth. Moans and screams flooded his mouth as her tongue plunged into his throat. Coming again, had she ever stopped coming. The little body spasming around him finally set him off as well, thrusting deep inside her and crying out in pleasure as his partner moved in to take over.

Tanj swayed, suspended by her wrists from the ceiling, watching Jenka's vacuum sealed form struggle on the platform. Dynotaku had left her like this while he went to fetch his tools of questioning, as he had called them. He returned a moment later, dressed in leather shorts, boots and heavy leather gloves. His left hand guided a large repulsor lift cart, the top covered by a thin blood red sheet. "Now we begin Tanj. I want to know about Charlie, where is he?"

Tanj glanced nervously at the cart and then at the towering unicorn. "I have no idea. I have not exactly been in the best position to keep track of duty rosters." She quipped, trying not to let the simmering frustration and arousal creep into her voice.

"Tanj, let's not do this the hard way." Slowly he tugged the cloth, revealing a jagged bone saw, a complete set of barbed hooks, from the small to the very large. Tanj's eyes widened, her heart leapt into her throat. Suddenly this was far from playful, this was becoming very serious. As the cloth revealed each new terrible instrument of torture Dynotaku's voice continued. "I don't want to have to resort to torture Tanj, but you will talk." The cloth stopped after revealing a hand held welding torch and a pair of pliers. Almost half of the cart remained covered. "Do I have to remove the rest of the cloth and begin Tanj?"

Tanj's voice cracked a little as she eyed the cart. "You have gone completely insane! Wh-wh-what..." Dynotaku's hand instantly clamped over her mouth as his left eyebrow arched in a rather silly, villainous look.

"You leave me no choice." With a flourish he yanked the cloth the rest of the way revealing the MOST terrifying collection of tickle implements Tanj had ever seen. "If you find out who left all these metal tools on my cart let me know, I barely had enough room for all my feathers." He chuckled, lifting a stiff, bristly paint brush from the cart.

Jenka tensed as Tanj's tormented giggling erupted, the cheetah morph's frantic squeals were quite clear even through the thin latex. Dynotaku twirled the brush against Tanj's ribs as she screamed and giggled loudly. Frantic gasps for air interspersed with desperate protestations of innocence.

"Oh, well have all day Tanj, all day and night if need be."

sabina nuzzled the sleeping form, whispering softly into his ear. "Wakey, wakey." Giggling softly she licked the minotaur's ear. "Come on, you two are supposed to wear me out not the other way round." she scowled cutely, sitting up astride the barely conscious male beneath her. Both of her captors were out cold, exhausted from hours of play with the insatiable little slave. "Fine, then i will go find fun somewhere else."

Slipping off the minotaur sabina padded out into the hall. Naked aside from her boots, collar and armbinder, she began to wander in search of something interesting.

Jarl finished stashing the last of the components in the air duct. Without these parts the engines would remain dead, there was no way to replace them or make new ones out here. Smirking he turned to leave, wondering where his brother had gotten off too.

On the bridge Lysette clicked the final pieces of her new toy into place, even as she wondered what this turn of events would bring. They were looking for Charlie and the engines suffer a catastrophic shut down at the same time. This could not be a coincidence. It might, however, be providence. Inside the heavy box automated, gel filled limbs began to move. Zassa and katie squirmed, gasping instantly in surprise and arousal. Hours upon hours they had spent nuzzling, cuddling, teasing each other in the tight confines of the box. Zassa refused to let katie rest even for a few moments. But now the box was getting into the act as well.

The limbs seemed to have no definite size or shape, they flexed, twisted in every which way, thickening and then relaxing. It was like being buried alive in a pit of very sexually frustrated snakes. The captives were pressed tightly together and then pinned to the bottom of the box. Tendrils pressed deep inside their bodies, thrusting and then pulling away to tease. Lysette smirked and nodded to her captive vixen Kehari. "That should keep these two busy for a good while. Now... what to do with you?"

Lysette quickly freed Kehari from the tight latex sheath, letting the dazed girl recline in the captain's chair for a moment. Smirking to herself she began setting up a piece of equipment Kehari did not recognize. A heavy black box made up the base with two fittings on the top. Lysette slipped a chrome pipe into each fitting, snapping them tightly in place. As Kehari's eyes traveled the length of the pipes her nipples stiffened. A huge dildo made of glistening black rubber topped each of the pipes. With a hiss of compressed air they both thrust up into the air, perhaps eight inches or so, and then just as rapidly retracted.

Kehari whimpered softly, her supple legs curling back under her protectively as she huddled in the chair. "Oh come now pet." Lysette chuckled. "It won't be so bad." Lysette floated down over Kehari like a cloud of doom descending from the heavens. Paws were stuffed into inflated mittens and socks, the miniature grav generators inside would hold them utterly still in mid air against almost any amount of force. Lysette moved Kehari into a floating spread eagle above the toys, forcing her arms and legs wide apart.

Heavy clips bit down on her labia, two on each side. The stretchy rubber straps at the base of the clips secured to the base of the dildo pressing into her ass. A third pair of clips were applied to the squirming vixen's nipples. Lysette's smile only grew at her captives ragged gasps of pleasure and hurt. Long stretchy rubber straps at the base of these clips were fixed to the base of the dildo pressed into her soaked pussy. Lysette had been very careful to make sure the straps criss crossed right over Kehari's clit on the way down. As the rubber stretched and slid it would provided some interesting sensations.

Lysette floated up to face Kehari eye to eye, smirking wickedly as the slave moaned, gasping and panting in her captor's muzzle. "When this trip is over little vixen, you will belong to me." She silenced Kehari's startled gasp with a fierce, demanding kiss. As they kissed Lysette slipped a throat microphone into place on Kehari's collar, and a matching ear plug into her left ear. "You have the con little captive. Talk into the microphone if you need me. Call me for anything unimportant like say, mercy, and you will spend the night right where you are understood?"

"Yes... Mistress." Kehari whispered, the whisper became a ragged yelped squeal as the dildo in her ass thrust upwards sharply, violating the helpless girl roughly.

"Good girl. Now I have to go see a man about a plot."

Jarl had just opened the door of the engine room when he ran into sabina, or rather she ran into him. The petite girl impacted into his hard chest and flat stomach with a surprised squeak.

"Oh! Ummm, hi Mr Jarl. Have you seen Charlie around?" sabina asked, pretending not to notice his openly lewd stare and the way his nose flared as he scented her. Surely the lingering scent of the minotaur's play was not hard for the tiger morph to pick up on.

"Got a crush on my lil brother eh slut?" He growled, grinning lopsidedly. "Smells like you have already been having some fun. Where are those two anyways?" His eyes roamed over the helpless slave, the perky way those full breasts stood up. The taut little curves of her body, the slight glistening of sweat on her smooth skin.

"What? Ummm, they are taking a nap. Charlie? Well, he's cute and all, but i am just curious. What are you doing down here?"

"Fixing the engines little slut. Now move along I have important work to do."

sabina scowled up at Jarl, there was something about his manner that just didn't play right. "You are not fixing you were leaving! And where are your tools?" Leaning slightly to the left she glanced into the engine room, kitten ears perked forward. "And why are all the inspection panels closed? i mean if you were fixing problems you would have to look for them first right?"

Jarl growled, his lip curling in a fang bearing grimace as he grabbed a handful of sabina's hair. Twisting around he yanked her into the engine room as the door slid shut, cutting off her surprised squeals.

Tanj sagged in her bonds, passed out cold. Dynotaku shook his head slowly, chuckling softly. "Four hours of tickling, fifteen orgasms in ten minutes and she passes out. Really Jenka, I expected more of a pet of yours." Jenka growled softly as Dynotaku's hand slid over her latex encased body. "Either she didn't know anything, or she really is a robot." Jenka's growl faded into an aroused, frustrated moan as the huge hand rubbed her cunt lewdly through the latex. "Let's see how you do."

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