Anne Coulter Saves The World

The Humans were amusing, if nothing else.

Rrylgyr was tired of just watching, though. Their analysis systems were top-notch, the aliens' different research teams were collecting reams of data on what the Humans were doing, although the 'why' part still eluded them.

And it hadn't been doing any good to break into systems that were accessible from the Humans' Internet, although some amazing facts had been discovered by doing that. No, the systems they needed access to appeared to be private, never linked to the Internet, and shielded almost as well as the Confederation PeaceKeepers would have been able to do it.

So the only option was to physically access each site, and that was difficult for most of them. Bred in salt water, they had adapted and evolved, but were still happier in the slightly thicker liquid they'd developed to fill the insides of their ships with. So Rrylgyr was conducting his own research, one suggested by a large subsection of the Humans' information network...

Anne leaned over the sink, and trembled a little as another odd, sort of slurping noise came from the drain! She'd seen part of an old horror movie a few nights before, when an insatiable blob had attacked a restaurant worker from the drain of a huge kitchen sink, and was thinking how stupid it was to be looking down at hers when the drain erupted...

She was drenched in slime and something stringy, and she'd just stood up, staring at the stuff filling her sink as well now, when it reached out for her and wrapped her securely! Her arms were pinned at her sides, the clear goo was all over her now, and when she opened her mouth to shriek another thick group of the strands poured into her mouth and down her throat!

Anne shuddered, wondered if she'd still be alive when the stuff going down her throat met the stuff sliding deeper up her ass, and whimpered muffledly when another thick shaft of them reamed into her cunt! She was so full, and it was all over her, and felt like it was sucking on her!

More of the little spaghetti-things slid into her nostrils, others tickled their ways into her ears, and the tall blonde whimpered as the stuff all crawled out of the sink, onto her body, and slowly wedged itself into her! Anne found herself on her knees, her forehead against the cupboard doors under the sink, as the thing, whatever it was, writhed around her, and her clothing fell away!

She loved bondage, loved the thrill of danger added to her sexual urges, and it wasn't hurting her, instead it was caressing her lewdly and fucking her beyond full! "We need your help," something said right behind her, and Anne whimpered and came even harder, imagining her degradation was being watched! Maybe, she thought wildly, even recorded...

"You wish to be used, given pleasure while you pretend you are being degraded?" the voice asked, and Anne sobbed! "And all of it recorded, so others can watch how you are treated?" The voice heaved a sigh, and said, "Barter, I am allowed to barter with you. I will arrange for you to be used by many individuals, have your use recorded for posterity and the amusement of anyone at all, if you will help us."

The one up her ass was still reaching, still sliding in, and she was full of the slick, thick stuff that was still covering her! Anne realized she hadn't been breathing for a while, wasn't missing it at all, and didn't want the oozing shaft caressing the inside of her stomach to stop! "I, maybe, what?" she wanted to say, and heard herself saying!

"Do you require more sensation?" Rrylgyr asked, scanning the recordings of interactions available for anyone's perusal, and was surprised that what appeared to be the next thing females of her race wanted was to be filled with huge quantities of reproductive fluid.

"What kind of sensation?" Anne whimpered while her mouth was busy sucking helplessly on the thick mass of tendrils stretching her lips wide! She could hear it, though, just like she heard the other voice, and decided this was really, really nice! The vision she'd been considering, of hanging from her wrists while she was lashed, had nearly evaporated when whatever it was had assaulted her so beautifully, and some of the things she'd looked at, and shuddered over while she masturbated to them, riffled through her consciousness.

The cannibalism-themed porn mixed with the strict bondage, the sadism, and stories of young girls kidnapped and forced into demented slavery flickered through her memory as well. "You, oh, god," she moaned as she relived the monstrous orgasms some of the pictures and video clips, animated and not, had given her. They were replayed in her memories, along with some of the things she'd fantasized about while she was bringing herself to orgasm, and the blonde sobbed and came even harder!

"Hmm, challenging," Rrylgyr purred, tracing the energy flows as various parts of the female's brain activated, the thoughts rippling through her mind showing him more and more of both how and why some of these beings responded the way they did. He stroked gently, lovingly through her mind as he urged her to climax after climax, her physical body responding eagerly to his--ravaging, was the thought in the female's mind!

Since it was tied up in her mind with oozing scratches from the little dinosaur's claws, from all their claws, Rrylgyr sighed and caressed that thought as well. He discovered he wasn't surprised at all that this female didn't care there were another several dozen of the little predators awaiting their turns...

Anne was whimpering, as she'd fantasized about them eating her after they were all done fucking her, one little bite at a time until her consciousness flickered out! She wasn't sure why they finally herded her back to a cliff riddled with caves, kept others of their kind away from her, and installed her in a cave of her own!

That was the beginning of years of servitude to the little eaters, she was the cum-dumpster for the entire tribe, and it wasn't a little one! Most of her days were spent washing herself under the waterfall, gathering a few roots and plants to add to her diet, and taking it, one after another, from all the males in the tribe.

Two or three times each...

Anne blinked, realizing that it had been more fun that they kept her, instead of eating her! More fun for her as well, in spite of the rude lifestyle, and she was both surprised and gratified at how she felt about it!

"Yes," Rrylgyr purred, still wedging himself deeper and deeper into the long coils packed into the lower part of the Human. "And this," he said, and suddenly Anne understood the Dolcett universe, where the men running that world had killed every other source of protein on the planet, and had started in on the one food source remaining.

And, since they wouldn't contemplate eating the people responsible for their situation, instead they began eating the women in their world...

She understood how her life was destined to be a service slut, at any request from any man, and their entertainment if they wanted to watch a random woman die. Or their wife, or sister, or mother, and Anne finally knew, in her soul, what it was to be nothing but a commodity, and one not very highly valued, either.

"Oh!" she whimpered, and Rrylgyr nodded. "Exactly," he laughed, and in relation to her other fantasies, the ones about being kidnapped and used over and over were actually sort of cute. So he gave her the one about being arrested for drug possession, taken to a maximum security prison for holding until her arraignment Monday morning, and being put into the multi-lifer wing because the Warden didn't like her lifestyle.

They were fucking her while she was limp and barely conscious, like a rag doll, when one of them pushed the next man away and carried Anne to the showers. Two of them washed her gently, carefully, and then those three took her to one of the cells and tucked her into bed.

She didn't know how many of them had fucked her, had lost count at around thirty or so, but they hadn't fucked her to death, the way she used to imagine they did! And she didn't care that the Warden lost her paperwork, and the blonde spent the next eighteen years being the cum dumpster for an entire maximum security prison!

"And so now you understand," Rrylgyr chuckled, gratified that the Human no longer worshipped death, no longer wished to be eaten or tortured or fucked to death! "We need your help, you can go places we need access to."

The last of it slid up her ass, and into her mouth, packed into her sinuses and in her brain as well, now. She felt impossibly full, she still wasn't breathing, and anyone who fucked her mouth and down into her throat while whatever it was rode her was going to get a surprise...

"I, um, wow, and if I help you I get more of this?" she thought, and felt whatever it was smile at her!

"I am Rrylgyr, and this is my promise," he told her, and felt her shudder around him. "As much of it as you want, however you want it, and recorded so others can marvel at your depravity." She clenched hard around him, and the alien giggled inside her. "Maybe even with non-sentients," he purred, and she thought of all the little videos and pictures she'd seen of women disporting with horses!

Most of those fantasies had ended badly as well, and Anne felt a little disoriented. She didn't want the other women she watched with the horses to suffer for it any more, didn't want to suffer from it herself any longer, but still imagined how it must be, must feel, when the horse was finally excited enough to come for her, deep inside her...

"Yes, I'll help," Anne sobbed, feeling the thick cum drooling from her ass while she trembled and leaned against the horse's front leg. It had been amazing, the second horse had felt even better, and Anne didn't want to take a break until the fourth stallion had splooged her slut ass!

"We will astonish you," Rrylgyr promised, told the Human his full name, and what they wanted her to do first.

David Koch was ill, but when he heard Anne Coulter wanted to cheer him up, he could barely restrain himself! He had his assistant call her back, told her he was sending a limo to take her to a jet, and the blonde had moaned softly and told him she'd be waiting.

The limo ride was the same as it had always been, the jet as well, and when she was escorted in to see David she was already stripping as his assistant, his bodyguards, and his doctor took their leave. Anne smiled at him, eased the covers down to below his gnarled feet, and cooed at the hard-on standing up proudly from his groin! "Oh, it's beautiful," she whispered, bent down, sucked all three inches of it into her mouth and nursed on him!

David moaned, fed her a helping of cum, and fed her again a few minutes later when she incited him to a second helping. "You, oh, perfect, perfect woman," he moaned, smiling to himself as he remembered how she'd let all three of them piss on her after she'd blown them all, even William's dinky cock!

He never felt the length of tendril that eased into his cock, went farther and farther, and finally split into smaller and smaller parts in his kidneys. They swept through him, learning how to get into the shielded vault the Koch's main computer was kept in, and the specs of the shielding system as well.

David had never understood it, but he'd looked at the drawings and pretended he had. So now Rrylgyr could see what his memory showed of it, and the alien sighed.

The Humans had taken at least one Uulyar ship, that was plain, since the shielding was identical to the shielding on that race' craft. Which was why it was so effective, he now understood, and determined to follow all of the leads the Koch's information storage system gave him. "Yes, Anne, thank you," he murmured through her mind, and the blonde sighed.

"Do you want a real treat, David?" she asked, smiling gently at the bed-ridden old man. "I'd love to let you get me all slick, so I can ride you..." Her voice trailed off, David moaned and nodded, and the blonde smiled wickedly at him. "I'll give you a ride you'll never forget," she purred, pulled her skirt up and tucked it in over the waistband, and climbed onto the bed.

"He deserves much worse than what I want to do," Anne said to the alien riding inside of her, and she could attest to that personally, since she'd been privy to some of their bull sessions with their rich and influential friends. Mostly because she'd been a compliant cum-dump for all of them who wanted a turn, and Anne had listened very carefully to everything they had said!

"Yes," Rrylgyr sighed, after she showed him the memories of them chortling over the projected death counts from their various factories. They'd talked about how to poison the people downstream with effluent that would cause 'entertaining' ailments, things their Koch-paid doctors could act outraged over while they were giving them drugs that made the symptoms worse...

Some of the sensors he'd sent into the Human concentrated under the stuck-on pads on the Human male, the pads the Humans considered to be 'sensors'. They hijacked the connections to the Human's diagnostic machines, and when Anne climbed over David's face and pressed down, the old man's vital signs went crazy, but the monitors all reported him in fairly decent health.

David was weak, ill, barely able to move any more, and the fact that it was Anne making it impossible for him to breathe somehow made it worse for him! His teeth had been removed, so he couldn't bite her, and every attempt to struggle up to air only made her sob with delight and grind down harder over his mouth!

It took less than two minutes, and Rrylgyr finally told her the old man was done. "It wasn't justice, but it was probably as close as he'd ever get to it," Anne sighed, climbed off the gaping, still mouth and stretched. It had been nice, but she hadn't gotten any thrill from killing David. It was nice to know he'd never hurt another person ever again, and that was worthwhile, but there wasn't enough pain in the world for any of them to suffer to make up for even part of what they'd done...

The monitors were still showing him in poor but steady health, even though he was cooling, and Anne had a truly demented idea. "Can you run him for a little while?" she asked, and Rrylgyr saw what she was considering and grinned.

"I can," he chuckled, stretched out a few more tendrils and penetrated David's body with them. Anne jumped when the old man sat up, grinned at her, and called for his assistant.

He was on his back again when the young man came in, and gave him very careful instructions. The assistant was sweating while he complied, making call after call to lawyers, bankers, financiers and politicians...

David was sort of gasping when the young man finished, and braced himself on the foot of David's bed. "They'll kill me, you know?" he whispered, and David sat up slowly, wheezing, and patted the young man's hand.

"No," he said, and gave the young man two account numbers. "Those are my private numbers, no one else knows about them, take what's in them and buy an impeccable new identity, and a new life." David sort of smiled, lay back down, and his assistant groaned as the man went limp and the monitors all began to wail...

"And him?" Rrylgyr asked, and Anne shrugged, walking calmly outside as she called one of the numbers David had maintained as emergency aid. "He's only second-hand evil. He knew some of what they were doing, but they didn't include him in their discussions of how to kill even more people than they were already responsible for." Four minutes later a heavily-armed military vehicle stopped beside them, the back door swung open, and Anne climbed in.

She gave the required countersign, told them David had conferred his share of the enterprise to Anne, and that she'd maintain their teams in operational readiness. They acknowledged her as their new boss, took her to the airport, and kept a security cordon around her as she boarded David's personal jet.

The flight to their enclave in Montana was boring and uneventful, and Rrylgyr promised the woman that she'd arrive at the estate before word of David's death could. They taxied to a halt beside the sophisticated terminal building, the security people escorted her to another vehicle, and they whisked her from the airstrip to the Koch's palace.

That wasn't what they called it in public, but it's what it was. The brothers had wanted something to make the most extravagant of the ancient Emperors look like a kitchen drudge, and their main house was every bit of that. It was beautiful, with original 'old masters' paintings hanging on the walls, while the forgeries they'd commissioned hung on museum walls all over the world in their place...

Anne and her entourage of armed and vigilant security guards swept through the main doorway, up one flight of the carved marble stairway to the second floor, and through an entrance that gaped in what was, ordinarily, a blank corridor wall. The security guards fanned out around the glowing blue sphere of force that squatted, imperturbable as doom, around a pair of waist-high cubes and an operator's station.

Anne smiled as she said three nonsense words, and the sphere blinked out of existence. She sat in the luxurious chair in front of a keyboard built into the material of the small desk there, brought up the system with one of the codes David's dying brain had given them, and the monitor came to life with a dull glow.

Rrylgyr extended a pair of thin tendrils from between the seated woman's legs, plunged them deep into access ports in the massive hypercube server on the left of the small desk, and drank everything in the hard storage while Anne looked in weary understanding at the evacuation plan she'd pulled up on the computer monitor.

"They were going to take a few hundred thousand young people as breeding stock and, and, oh god," Anne sighed as recipes for food featuring human flesh filled the screen. "They've been eating people, I heard rumors, and they, they promised me one day they'd show me something that would amaze me."

"You would have made a sumptuous feast for them, Anne," Rrylgyr said softly, having seen the memo cancelling the picnic Anne was scheduled to attend as the main course until David was well enough to come and at least watch. "Yes, they were quite unethical, and several dozen of their associates were just as bad." He wiped the recipes off the screen, and showed her the list of notaries who would have attended her own 'disappearance' the week before, if David hadn't become critically ill.

"I wasn't sorry at all, but this makes it a kind of justice," the blonde sighed, shaking her head as she read the description of the festivities that had been hand-delivered to the old monster's 'friends'. "Where is Charles?" she asked, one eyebrow raised as she saw the notation that the picnic was a quarterly event, and hers would have been the second that year...

"What are you doing in here?" a quavering voice shrieked, and Charles Koch was pushed into the hidden room by the four mercenaries who'd brought him downstairs. "Get out of that chair, bitch!" he wheezed, levered himself up from the floor, and was immediately grasped by two of the guards who had accompanied Anne. "Take your hands off me," he snapped, and one of them chuckled and squeezed down on the old man's upper arm a bit harder.

"They work for me now, Charles, and the only thing I'm sad about is that I'm too ethical to treat you the way you deserve to be treated," Anne said, getting up from the chair and walking up to the old man. "David gave me all of your passwords and security keys, I gave them an immediate raise to four times what you'd been paying them, you stingy bastard, and they're not going to listen to you any more."

Anne smiled at him as Charles gasped, shuddered, and began cursing at her. "Tsk, tsk," she finally murmured, and the man holding Charles' left arm smiled at her.