Chapter 21

Sarah uneasily got to her feet and looked around the chamber. Across the pit from her was a pile of writhing naked bodies coated in glistening sweat, with Zoey’s slender frame barely visible from within the center of it all. Though it seemed crass, the only word that came to Sarah’s mind was “gangbang”. Sarah let out a small intake of breath as she beheld the scene.

Zoey was on her back with her arms pinned below her by the same tentacles that had snatched her up a few minutes earlier. She was thrashing gently, but could do little to fend off the numerous grasping hands and licking tongues that were exploring every accessible inch of her nubile young body.

Several of the men and women couldn’t get into the orgy pile, so they stood around it in a circle, observing. Their tongues hung from their mouths as they panted and frantically masturbated themselves or those next to them as they watched the show. Every so often, a dick would erupt with milky ropes of semen that would splatter down onto Zoey’s trembling body and the thralls who were playing with it.

A burly man and curvy woman were on either side of Zoey, both with one of her tits in their mouths as they pressed their noses into her pillowy flesh, and suckled hungrily on her stiff nipples. Their shimmering saliva dripped down and pooled within her cleavage, which heaved as Zoey let out loud, juicy gagging noises from her occupied mouth.

A huge, hairy man was straddling Zoey’s face. The woman playing with Zoey’s left breast reached over and slapped the hairy man’s ass as it bobbed up and down while he throat fucked the teenage girl with his thick, veiny cock. It was so girthy that Zoey’s mouth was forced as far open as possible, and her own drool sputtered around the turgid shaft as she gasped for air. Small snot bubbles grew from her nostrils, which popped as her reddening face shook. The hearty smacking noises of the man’s giant balls slapping against her dripping chin harmonized with the smacking of Diana’s abdomen against Zoey’s swollen pussy lips.

Diana was between her friend’s legs, holding them up and open under the knees as she rutted her clit-dick hard and fast into Zoey’s cunt, which seemed to clench with every deep thrust. Diana’s voluptuous boobs bounced wildly as she fucked Zoey harder and harder, seemingly lost in the pleasures once reserved only for men.

Diana allowed a moan to escape her lips and she laughed in satisfaction as the hands of other thralls grabbed her jiggling tits from behind and began to squeeze and twist each sensitive peak. There was no sensuality in their movements, just raw, carnal, desperate lust.

“I’m going to cum, Zoey...!” Diana gasped, increasing the pace of her swinging hips. Her clit was so long that she could pull quite a ways out of Zoey’s wet hole before ramming it back in again, allowing for extremely powerful and deep penetrations. “Let’s cum together and feel as one again, okay?” Her body shuddered in ecstasy as her fingertips dug into Zoey’s tender thighs. Zoey merely continued to gurgle and choke on the meaty rod in her mouth. It was unclear if she could even hear the words of her friend.

“Diana, enough!” Sarah hollered. The thralls had all been so focused on the lewd display in front of them that they hadn’t even noticed her approach. The ones standing in a circle around Zoey jerked in surprise and turned towards Sarah, still idly stroking their twitching cocks or clits. “I won’t allow you to keep doing such awful things while not in your right mind.”

“Not you too, Cassidy...” Diana sighed deeply. “If it’s so ‘awful’, why does it feel so good? So right? This is where we belong ... I thought you, of all people, would understand that.” All the other thralls standing around the chamber nodded in agreement. One of the men grunted as he reached orgasm, spurting cum all over Diana’s grinning face. She giggled as she watched the hot spunk drip from her nose down onto Zoey’s pubic region, the skin of which rippled as Diana continued to rail her.

Some of the other thralls nearby began to twitch their arms and fingers in unnatural, jerky motions. Within moments, several pinkish tentacles emerged from the dark recesses of the fleshy walls around them, and started slithering through the discarded clothes towards Sarah like snakes tracking their prey.

“So help me understand!” Sarah shouted, nervously eyeing the approaching tentacles. She knew that she had no hope of forcing her way out of the situation, so it was either jump back into the pit or stall for time. “What happened to the sassy, rebellious girl from my classes? I know firsthand how intoxicating life in the hive can be, but why have you thrown all your ambitions away? Think about who you used to be! Who you are!” She took a step back towards the edge of the hole, and glanced down to see that part of a large metallic object had been partially uncovered, but it looked like there was still a long way to go.

“I guess it’s finally time for the student to become the teacher, huh, Cassidy?” Diana giggled between groans of pleasure. She suddenly let out a lewd gasp before biting her lower lip in a naughty little grin. She looked down at her friend with a knowing expression. The reason for Diana’s sudden shift was clear, and still ongoing: Zoey’s sweating body had tensed up, having undergone a powerful climax, which resulted in her young pussy clenching around Diana’s clit, multiplying the pleasure for both of them.

“You told me to think about who I am?” Diana grunted as her attention turned back to Sarah. “This is the true me! Once I let that cute lil worm get into my ear, it’s like all my dumb inhibitions and worries melted away. I felt so ... connected to everyone ... to our mother.”

“Listen to yourself, Diana!” Sarah cried out. The tentacles were only a couple feet away from her now. “The Queen? That creature is NOT your mother! I’ve met your mother, and she would hate to see you like this!”

“She didn’t seem to mind it when we were both sucking my dad’s cock a few days ago,” Diana snapped back. Sarah’s mouth gaped open in surprise, speechless. “You see, everyone else understands that the ties of these old, small, families are weaker than those of the hive – our one true family. If you can’t comprehend that, then ... A smirk painted her face as her eyes flashed with sudden inspiration. “I guess you just need to ... watch and learn.”

Sarah had been so nonplussed by Diana’s shocking words that she failed to notice that the tentacles had finally reached her. In a flash, they twined around her ankles, and slithered up to constrict each of her thighs, ending just under her plump buttocks. Sarah swore loudly and scrambled to pull the slippery tendrils away from her skin, the sight of which caused Diana and the other thralls to laugh gleefully.

More tentacles wrapped around Sarah’s arms and neck, having stealthily dropped in from above. Her eyes widened as she could see more tentacles snaking towards the pit behind her, but her head and body were all suddenly forced to turn away, held in a taut spread-eagle by the powerful tendrils.

Sarah instinctively tugged at her organic restraints, but she already knew from experience that escape was all but impossible. She tried to crane her neck around to see any sign of progress from A’luhr and the others, but it was no use. Something warm suddenly brushed against the bare skin just above her pubic mound making her flinch in surprise and look back around.

The thralls who had previously just been standing around Zoey while playing with themselves were now all approaching Sarah’s helpless exposed body with predatory looks on their faces. The first one to reach her, a slim middle-aged woman seemingly of Filipino descent, was now tenderly trailing her plush lips down Sarah’s lower stomach while gently using her fingers to knead Sarah’s restrained thighs.

Sarah shuddered and bit her lower lip, trying her best not to let herself get aroused, but as other thralls began to converge around her, her mental defenses began to slip away. A dozen or so hands began to explore every inch of her naked body, soon joined by several probing lips and tongues. They did little more than caress and tease her, however, toying with the areas around her sensitive nipples and vulva, without directly stimulating the erogenous zones more desperate for touch.

She groaned in frustration as someone behind her spread her plump ass cheeks and began to circle their moist warm tongue around her tight little hole. She could feel heat steadily rising in her face and core as her pulse pounded in her untouched clit.

Suddenly, she felt herself being lifted into the air as the tentacles binding her limbs hoisted her up, turning her forward to be parallel with the ground. Her auburn hair fell down around her face, making it hard to see, but she could still feel her full breasts swinging freely below her.

Sarah could tell that she was probably around five to six feet off of the ground, as several of the thralls managed to easily duck down beneath her and begin softly licking and nibbling around her defenseless tits. One of the thralls even started to playfully slap at the soft flesh, causing her boobs to jiggle back and forth, and allowing even more tongues to access her hardened nipples.

She felt a head nestle in between her spread thighs and begin to lap their tongue up and down the outer lips of her pussy, occasionally interspersed with delicate kisses placed only centimeters away from her throbbing little bean.

She closed her eyes and moaned from the agonizing torture of denial. Her fingers and toes repeatedly clenched as her body began to quiver in desire. Just as she was about to scream out and beg in frustration, she felt a tendril wrap around her forehead. It jerked her neck back, forcing her to look up and see Diana beaming at her while continuing to fuck Zoey, whose bound legs were twitching wildly as Diana circled her clit with two fingers.

“Here’s your first lesson, Cassidy,” Diana said mockingly. “The release of pleasure is only awarded to those who know their place in the hive, like my good girl Zoey here who understands that, right now, she is a living cock sleeve.” Diana’s smile briefly turned to a ponderous frown. “ ... Or maybe a clit sleeve?” She shrugged and laughed, giving Zoey an extra-hard thrust from her clit-cock, causing the bound teen to moan loudly into the penis that was still throbbing inside of her mouth.

“Diana...” Sarah panted, “please ... don’t do this ... Come back to us...”

“Listen, the only one who tells me what to do is our queen, got it? Besides, I think in a few minutes, you’ll be begging to join us.” She flourished her hand, and tentacles rose out from within the layers of clothing beneath Sarah and the thralls attending to her.

These tentacles had bulbous, warty tips that suddenly began to rapidly vibrate. The closest thralls grabbed the appendages and guided them up to Sarah’s trembling body, pressing them against her supple flesh like living vibrator wands. Sarah let out a sharp gasp as the devilish combination of vibrating tentacles, moist tongues, plush lips, and stiff fingers began to work over every inch of her body, except for her desperate little clit.

The tentacle binding Sarah’s head in place gave her little other option than to continue watching Diana have her way with Zoey. The sight of the two teenage girls fucking only added to Sarah’s rapidly growing arousal, which had no sign of release. Sarah could feel sweat starting to bead on her face as she breathed heavily through her clenched teeth, ballooning her flushed cheeks. She hoped that focusing on her breathing might distract her from the sensations surrounding her, but it only managed to make her even more aware of her body’s current pathetic state.

As Sarah watched, the man and woman who had been teasing Zoey’s tits began to move towards Sarah to torment her alongside the other thralls. Without the hands and mouths holding them in place, Zoey’s pert boobs began to wildly bounce in time with Diana’s violent thrusts. They didn’t remain free for long, as the man filling Zoey’s throat with his meaty cock reached down, and firmly squeezed his large, calloused hands around each tender peak. He eagerly fondled the teen, using her tits as handles to help steady himself as he reached yet another orgasm.

He pulled out of her mouth, allowing her to take a few sputtering coughs. Thick, cloudy cum belched from her throat and nose as she desperately gasped for air. The jizz draining from her mouth was quickly replaced by a fresh load that erupted from the man’s throbbing shaft, covering her already drenched face and tits.

The man yanked on Zoey’s draping, cum-soaked hair to prompt her to open her lips more for a continued throat-fucking, but tentacles rose up from the floor, and gently wormed their way around the girl’s neck to pull her up to face Diana.

“You’ve had enough fun with her,” Diana sighed in an exasperated tone. “Let me enjoy this reunion alone with my friend for a bit, okay?” The large man grunted in annoyance, but he simply scratched his hairy chest and grabbed the hips of a nearby woman who was on her hands and knees, too busy gargling on a tentacle cock to notice him push his swollen manhood between the dripping folds of her pussy.

“D-Di...” Zoey shakily wheezed, spitting the remaining semen from her mouth, which ended up messily dribbling down her cheeks and chin. She lifted her head up to get a better look at her friend, and seemed about to say something when suddenly the tentacles around her body pulled her torso forward into a sitting position, with Diana’s phallic clit still lodged deep inside of her pink cunt.

“Shhh...” Diana whispered, pressing her forehead to Zoey’s, and placing her palm on Zoey’s reddened cheek. She began to intimately rub Zoey’s cum-drenched lips with her thumb, slipping her mouth next to Zoey’s ear before breathing, “there’s no need for words between friends. With that, Diana grabbed both sides of Zoey’s face and pulled her in for a sloppy French kiss.

Zoey’s eyes popped open in shock, but then her eyelids started to droop, and her eyes rolled back slightly as she began to succumb to the erotic feelings flowing through her body. Sarah could feel an unusual, stimulating warmth emanating from where the thralls were licking her body, so she theorized that their bodily fluids must have been altered to have aphrodisiac qualities. If simply having a small amount of saliva coating her skin was giving her this much of a reaction, she couldn’t imagine the effect that such a deep kiss might be having on Zoey.

Diana’s nimble fingers weaved through Zoey’s blonde hair, scratching at her scalp in ecstasy as tentacles from below found Zoey’s tight little ass. They squeezed her firm cheeks and began to help raise and lower her hips to slide up and down on Diana’s clit, which was glistening and dripping with a mixture of both girls’ pussy juices.

Both teen girls were now moaning lustfully. Zoey’s arms were still bound behind her back, but her limbs hung limply in their restraints – all thoughts of escape abandoned. Suddenly Zoey’s eyes opened wide again in fear and confusion, as her moaning devolved into a series of gurgling choking sounds. Zoey began to thrash yet again as Diana slowly pulled her mouth away from Zoey’s.

What at first looked to be Diana’s tongue exploring the inside of Zoey’s mouth was soon revealed to be a pinkish tentacle, which had emerged from somewhere within Diana’s throat and was now worming its way down Zoey’s gullet. Only a brief glimpse of the tentacle connecting the girls was given before Diana hungrily locked her lips back onto her friend’s.

Zoey continued to squeal and squirm while Diana kissed her, letting out a throaty, muffled groan as the other end of the tendril suddenly pushed its way out of her spread asshole. The tip of the tentacle idly waved around in the air as if searching for something, before sliding between Zoey’s thighs, around Diana’s pistoning clit-dick, and then plunging deep inside of Diana’s puckered starfish.

The sudden stimulation caused Diana to shudder with delight, using one of her hands to press on Zoey’s back and pull her even closer. Diana’s breasts, which had been noticeably smaller than Zoey’s back in school, now swallowed up the other girl’s respectable globes. The cum dripping from Zoey’s mouth coated both girls’ tits, which now rubbed together deliciously, erect pink and brown nipples grinding around one another in a lewd dance.

The girls’ choked whimpers of pleasure were barely audible over the loud, wet squelching noises coming from Zoey’s stretched slit, which was gushing a seemingly endless flow of juices down her friend’s thrusting girl cock.

Zoey’s eyes began to roll in their sockets while her hips and torso bucked wildly from yet another body-shaking climax. Sarah had a brief pang of envy flash through her as she watched the younger girl squirt hard all over Diana’s abdomen. The tortuous edging from the thralls hadn’t relented a bit, and her body was shaking and dripping sweat. She tried to grind her crotch into the person’s face between her legs, desperate to find even the slightest touch against her aching clit, but it was no use.

Sarah let her mouth dully hang open, uttering a low, drawn-out moan as her tongue dangled weakly, and drool poured from her lips.

“P-please...” Sarah groaned. “Just use me ... not Zoey.” She wasn’t sure if she was saying that to save Zoey, or to get someone to give her the sexual release she so craved. She continued to stare weakly at Zoey with a combination of envy and anguish, who met her gaze for the first time, as if hearing her name had snapped her back to her senses slightly.

Zoey’s glazed-over, drooping eyes gazed back at Sarah as if only half-aware of her. They were the eyes of someone who had finally given up. But suddenly, light returned to them, and they widened in surprise. Zoey was no longer staring at Sarah, but something behind her, and then above.

The thralls playing with Sarah’s hanging body were suddenly knocked onto their collective asses as a powerful gust of wind roared past them. Loose articles of clothing scattered into the air as a cacophony of mechanical whirring and screaming jet engine sounds rocked the interior of the chamber. A large object floating in the air cast a shadow down onto Sarah and Diana’s backs.

“Hey Di!” Steven could barely be heard yelling over the din. “Instead of my sister’s mouth, I always thought you’d look good with some balls in your face!” Diana spun around to see what was going on, Zoey still pressed to her chest. Her eyes also widened, and the thick tentacle still in her mouth garbled whatever she was attempting to say back to Steven. That was soon changed, as a silver orb the size of a grenade suddenly hit Zoey in the back. “Shit! Sorry! I didn’t think she was gonna spin around like that...”

A high-pitched frequency exploded out from the sphere, partly muffled by the giant pile of clothes it now rested on, but still clearly enough to affect the Krinis and their brainwashed hosts in the area. The thralls rolled on the ground clutching at their ears, howling in pain.

Diana, too, had collapsed onto the pile of textiles beneath her feet. The tentacle penetrating Zoey’s mouth quickly squirmed its way out, snapping back into Diana’s throat like a tape measure. All the tentacles in the room, whether used for binding, teasing, or fucking, fell limp as well, chaotically spasming around in the mounds of discarded fabric.

Sarah fell a few feet as the tentacles holding her up slackened. She landed on the pile of floundering naked thralls below her, and was quickly pushed away to flop onto her back. Nestled among the sea of clothes, she tiredly looked up above her, flashing a weak smile.

“Took you long enough...” She called out as loudly and casually as she could muster. Hovering in the air about ten feet above her was an alien-looking vessel the length of a school bus.

The metallic craft looked like a jagged, obsidian arrowhead with a large dome on the bottom, which was flanked by two large, rapidly spinning rings that reminded Sarah of bladeless fans. The source of the winds and noise was clearly these two rings, which, despite being impressive marvels of technology, were rattling and shaking in a way that seemed to suggest some level of instability. It appeared as if the entire ship had risen straight out of a layer of clothing, as the top of the hull was littered with various garments, some of which fell off of the smooth surface like droplets of water.

Steven was standing on a platform that had lowered from the underside of the dome. He was holding several of the familiar silver grenades that they had seen A’luhr use against the Krinis before. Behind him, the walls of the ship were lined with dozens more of the orbs, along with several other containers and objects that Sarah couldn’t identify.