Alina hurried her steps to keep up with the long strides of her new owner as he made his way out of the grounds of the auction house. In the distance, she could hear the pleasured cries of the next girl being displayed and sold.
At the exit, he handed a token to the valet and retrieved a sleek personal transport ship. "Get in."
She ducked through the low entrance and sat in the chair that did not look like it did the steering.
He took the other seat and skilfully navigated out of the busy airspace until they were safely on their way and the automated steering took over.
As soon as he was free, he pinned her with his gaze. "What's your name?"
"Alina, master," she said softly.
"Alina. Come here."
She swiftly made her way over and knelt in front of her master, ducking under the control panel to do so.
"Show me how good you are with your mouth."
Alina located the zipper of his pants and gently freed his cock, only semierect at this point. She eagerly took him into her mouth, licking and sucking until it thickened and lengthened to full size.
His hand moved to fist in her hair, an encouraging sign that she was pleasing him. Her pussy was getting wet again as she bobbed her head up and down on his length, sucking and licking to provide the most stimulation. When it was hard enough, she pushed harder and took his cock down her throat, savoring the thick length stretching her insides.
Her master had impressive stamina but she kept up her eager sucking and eventually he came, holding her head and flexing his hips to shove his cock balls-deep down her throat, his hot cum shooting directly into her so she did not even have to swallow to keep the precious fluid inside her. She held her breath patiently as he shot his load, knowing from experience that he would finish before she really needed air.
He pulled her off of his cock and she watched him expectantly, careful not to meet his gaze in a challenging way, hoping for praise or further commands.
"You really are a natural slut, aren't you?" he remarked.
"Yes, master."
"Well, you'll like where we're going. I have a crew of twenty men and your duties will involve keeping all their cocks satisfied. They should be preparing to welcome you on board as we speak."
Alina's thighs clenched as she imagined being fucked by so many men, taking endless loads of cum while they thought of different ways to enjoy her. "Yes, master."
"Go get the lube in the bathroom and bring it here."
Alina hurried to fetch the item in question, locating it in a cupboard with medical supplies and basic bathroom products.
Her master bent her over the control console and lowered her pants to expose her ass. She moaned and whimpered as he thoroughly applied the lube to her asshole, his fingers delving deep and rotating around to ensure even application.
"Can you really cum from your ass?" he asked curiously.
"Yes, master," she whispered. She had been thoroughly trained with cross stimulation until her entire ass and taint were a confused jumble of pleasurable nerve endings.
Application done, he pulled her pants back up and sat her down. "We'll save it for the crew to enjoy."
The personal transport they were in docked in a much larger ship at the planet's spaceport. The airlock opened, revealing a well-kept hallway with gleaming metal walls. The master led the way to some kind of gathering room where the crew waited; she counted fifteen, so some of them must have been on duty.
Alina could feel interested gazes on her breasts and ass, and her pussy clenched in response.
The master was brief. "This is your new whore. She's a real slut, so don't be afraid to fuck her long and hard." With that, he pushed her into the grasp of the nearest crew member and left.
Alina was surrounded by horny men, all fit and strong and wanting to fuck her. The one whose grasp she was in, a black haired man wearing a half-grin that didn't hide his lust, put a hand on her ass and pulled her close, his erection pressing against her belly. "Well, hello, whore. You have any objections to being fucked by our crew?"
Whimpering, Alina shook her head.
"Hey, Garron, let Milo have her first. It's about time he fucked a woman," another man said, a brawny man with brown eyes and hair.
The man holding her nodded. Flipping her around so her back faced him, he imprisoned her arms behind her.
A young man who looked sixteen was pushed to the front of the queue. The dirty blond was beet red in embarrassment and wouldn't look her in the eye but the tent in his pants said he was definitely interested.
The man who had suggested the youth go first pulled up her top to expose her breasts. "You're in for a treat, Milo. There's nothing like a slutty whore."