Conquest Of The Stars Pt 01

On board, The Crimson Spear; General Tanak Zar had the leader of the Sevadeen Rebellion, Lamyra Vezaar, pinned against the ground and her legs pried open as he forced his large phallus deep inside her tight cunt. Lamyra gasped as she felt the sheer size of Tanak's giant shaft stretched her pussy. The greens-skinned Qusolian squirmed, trying to break free from Tanak's powerful grasp, but he was too strong, unable to move her arms.

Grinding his clean-shaven groin up against the Qusolian female, slowly thrusting his hips back and forth at a slow and gradual pace. Pulling his penis in and out of her, making sure her torture lasted a long time, such was the case for the rest of his raped and tortures on board The Crimson Spear. Lamyra kept her mouth closed, not allowing a single moan to escape her lips, lying there on the ground, whimpering as she felt a delightful shiver course throughout her entire body.

Lamyra was lying on her back against the floor as the human tyrant loomed over her, looking down at the distressed face. Lamyra closed her eyes, looking away from Tanak's face, refusing to look up at him. He grinned with amusement as Lamyra tried to resist the temptations of his cock grinding inside her.

"I love how tight you are," Tanak whispered so calmly into her ears, sending another dreadful shiver running down the female alien's spine. The human military conqueror enjoyed how tight her pussy was as he continued to slowly pound his penis inside her cunt, feeling the flesh of her insides tightening around his shaft.

"Th...the resistance will never...falter to the likes of...you..." she muttered, looking up at him with one attempt to bark a single cry of defiance at him. But her cheeks were reddened by how pleasured she was by his girthy cock spreading her pussy out. "As long as hope burns, so will...the fires of...rebellion will...glow brighter..."

Tanak almost burst out laughing, only letting out a small chuckle as Lamyra's defiant words never seemed to phase him. It was nothing short but amusing how this rebel still holds onto hope despite her defeat. All rebellions he encountered had been crushed under his boot, her words of defiance were the same as all the women that he has raped and turned into submissive whores. When Tanak and his forces caught Lamyra and decimated Sevadeen Rebels on the Floating Docks of Phallaan, he noticed a defiant spirit within her, one untamed but raw and unseizable, something he wanted to personally fuck out of her as all defiant spirits break eventually.

"Your rebellion has been crushed, and so will all those who dare to defy the Imperium," Tanak calmly said as he continued to slowly thrust in and out her pussy at the same gradual pace, "all rebel women like you will be defiled and turned into submissive whores for the Imperium army, whores for my mighty Terror Trooper army to breed and make the new generation of warriors for the Imperium,"

Lamyra looked up at him with a terrified glare, she wasn't gonna let that happen as she wrestled against his grasp. "No...! I will never...I will never allow you..." she cried out and continued fighting him off but failed in her attempts. There was no escaping the inevitable fate that Lamyra would share with her fellow rebels in the Slave Pen on board The Crimson Spear. She stared into his inhuman eyes, those red terrifying eyes of his were something sinister, something evil.

Tanak smiled at her pathetic attempts and continued pounding at her pussy, "fight back as you may but you have already failed," Tanak said, continuing to thrust inside her green cunt, this time his thrusts became quicker, "while we are talking, me men are already defiling your fellow rebels, your friends, and they have already been turned into whores. You are just the last one to be turned,"

Tanak moved his hips at a much faster rate, his crotch slapped against her flesh in a loud and rhythmic tapping that echoed across Tanak's chambers. He rocked her body back and forwards across the floor, watching as her round and perky tits jiggled around before his eyes.

The Qusolian female began panting heavily, feeling the tip of his hard shaft poking right against the mouth of her womb. She thought back to what he said about her friends being sexually defiled. She thought back to Mirabel, sweet and dear Mirabel whom she loved dearly. She thought back to Sakura, the strongest of her group who looked after all of them. She remembered the time Sakura beat the teeth out of that one pervert that tried to grope Mirabel and how much they were laughing watching the man get his comeuppance.

These were women with hopes, aspirations, lives, women she had come to know and love through the years. Women with futures they had planned once the Imperium was taken down and freedom was brought to the galaxy. The thought of them being sexually defiled and turned into submissive whores forced to serve the likes of those Imperium bastards angered her.

"I will crush your head!" Sakura exclaimed to the man as she looked up at him with a furious expression on her face. Gritting her teeth as she fantasized about every possible way to kill every Imperium soldier on this ship. Though her every thought was washed and dissipated into nothing as the man standing before her thrust his cock deep inside her cunt.

"I will...argh...I will fucking kill you!" She barked at him with foul spit coming out of her mouth. But no amount of threats that she made seemed to phase the soldier ravaging her insides as he seemed to ignore her. All that he could think about was how tight Sakura was because god damn was she a tight bitch just like Lamyra.

"Fuck you are tight," he exclaimed as slowly began moving his cock in and out of her, the sheer size and length of his shaft penetrating her spread the walls of her insides. His cock was so long it poked her right in the cervix, sending a wave of shivers throughout her body. Making her moan, something she tried to restrain by keeping her mouth shut. Damn did Sakura hate these foul Terror-Troopers?

But the feeling of orgasm that she felt as the Terror-Trooper kept pounding at her pussy felt amazing. She wanted to punch herself for feeling this. She shouldn't be feeling this. Sakura tried wiggling in her restraints, trying to break free to no avail as they kept her shackled to a table with her arms and legs spread, rendering her unable to break free and fight back.

All Sakura could do was just not move and accept her new fate as nothing more but breeding stock for the Imperium like the rest of the girls in the room with her as their screams filled the air around them, mixing them in with her groans as they were sexually defiled by the Imperium soldiers. Their bodies were glazed by a load of cum being ejaculated over their bodies. Though some troops claimed a pussy, some forced their cocks down their wet and warm throats, making them suck their massive shafts.

Mirabel's face rubbed against the breeding table, drooling all over the surface of the table as she felt her pussy getting railed. Having no control of her own body, weak and immobile, all she could do was take all the relentless pounding from the one trooper that had been railing her since she was taken to the ship. His cock was massive, stretching her tight cunt far apart, reaching deeper within her pussy until he reached the cervix. It was unlike any form of pleasure she had felt before, there was no going back from this, his endless pounding and poking against her cervix had fogged her mind. Removing all sense of who she once was.

She had never had sex before, her body was pure, untouched, and unclaimed by any man or woman as Mirabel waited for the one. But that one would never come as her body had been defiled by the evils of the Imperium and their troops. Her body was now claimed and owned by the wrenched Imperium soldier.

"Damn! You're fucking the little bitch up real good there, Eryn," one of the soldiers said, padding the man who defiled Mirabel on the shoulder before walking away to fuck one of the other girls. Eryn Karvaan was the name of the man who defiled Mirabel, laying claim to her body as his property.

She opened her eyes, watching Sakura from afar, watching helplessly as her body was continuously defiled. The strongest one she knew, nothing more but a weak whore helplessly trying to resist her defilement to little avail. Mirabel looked to her for strength, watching her overcome the odds made her feel like she could do the same. But not anymore. She was losing track of time, she had forgotten how long she had been in the bowels of this ship and how long the Imperium soldiers had been defiling her and her dearest friends.

Mirabel wished for this to be a dream that she was having while sleeping soundly in a filthy cave surrounded by her friends. Mirabel wished for all of this to be nothing more but a nightmare conjured from her fears of fighting the Imperium. But it was far from a dream. There was no reality for her to wake up to, this was her reality now and she could never escape it. She wanted to scream and tear her restraints off, destroying everyone in the room and free the rest of the captive rebels that were being raped and bred on board the ship, but that was just mere fantasies of hers. She could not be living in a fantasy world for any longer. She was now nothing but mere breeding stock for Eryn Karvaan's to breed his half-breed bastard.

No longer was she a woman of any independence, she was mere property to Eryn Karvaan who would happily take this lowlife whore and claim her as his wife whom she would have for himself. Never before had he been in so much love with someone as beautiful as dear Mirabel. If one was to lay their hands on her, if another cock would try to defile her, then he would dispose of them immediately. For Mirabel had been branded as his property, his woman, and no one else. He would be the only one to fuck the defeated alien rebel and the only bastards that she would be carrying would be his.

Once he was done with his duty serving the Imperium and walked out of the military alive and well, he would keep Mirabel as his personal breeding slave whom he earned through his duties and hard work as a soldier. Eryn couldn't be any more prouder to serve the Imperium.

Tanak was impressed by how long this feeble young woman could resist him. Lamyra gritted her teeth, looking up at Tanak with a defiant glare in her lilac eyes as anger filled her expression. The human male couldn't help but be amused by how defiant she was, "evil never wins, the rebellion will..."

Her cries of defiance cut off as Tanak leaned down and planted a firm and delicate kiss on her lips, pushing her head down against the ground as Tanak's lips remained glued to hers. His soft mouth made out with her while his cock continued pounding her cunt with powerful force.

A single tear ran down her cheeks as Lamyra had stopped squirming, was this it? Was she finally surrendering her body to the inevitable fate that was about to befall her? There would be no point to keep fighting back now, hearing the eternal fates of her friends should be enough to break her.

Tanak stopped kissing the green-skinned rebel, gasping, loving the taste of her lips against his. He didn't stop pounding her cunt, this time his movements became more rapid and hard-hitting. Lamyra could feel her cunt edging away as another wave of delightful shivers washed over her body until a loud orgasmic moan escaped her mouth, and vaginal fluids squirted out of her smoldering cunt and stained Tanak's cock.

He continued slamming his hardened penis inside her, filling the room with the wet and sloppy sounds of his groin slamming against Lamyra's wet cunt. Her vaginal fluids dripped on the floor, making a mess, but Tanak didn't mind as he continued working. Tanak could feel his large phallus throbbing inside her, twitching each time his tip reentered her smoldering cunt, demolished from all the penetration.

Her chest was moving up and down as Lamyra was panting heavily, her defiant will slowly dissolved as Tanak continued fucking her brains out. He smiled as he let loud grunts escape his mouth, reaching the edge, moments away from finally cumming inside the alien female and ejaculating a massive load.

Finally, Tanak Zar erupted inside her, his cock exploding as a massive load of sticky white cum filled her insides. Lamyra gasped as she felt her pussy being filled up with Tanak's massive load. Looking down at the long and thick penis of her human captor, she watched as an overflow of cum sprayed out of her. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as another orgasmic shiver coursed through her body, her mind entering a state of pure and delightful euphoria.

Exhausted and panting heavily, Tanak let go of the Qusorian female and pulled his wet cock out of her smoldering pussy. Cum mixed in with vaginal fluids leaked out of the gaping hole of her pussy. Tanak looked down at his cock, seeing how much cum was leaking out of her as well as how much cum stained his cock. The two of them were sweating heavily, sweat glistening off their naked bodies.

Wiping sweat from his forehead, Tanak rose from the ground and stood over the immobile Qusorian female, looking down at her with a proud face. Her cheeks reddened, she was breathing heavily, her tongue was sticking out and her eyes were rolled back. Tanak was proud of his work of defiling another rebel. Lamyra was gestating on Tanak's seeds, becoming nothing but a mere whore, breeding stock for the Imperium forces.

To test it out, he calmly said in a friendly tone; "you look like a good whore! Now come here and clean my cock," while pointing at his cum stained shaft. Lamyra weakly got up from the ground, slowly getting to her knees as she crawled towards an impatient Tanak. Standing before his stained meat, she looked at it with tired eyes before grabbing it with one hand, sticking her tongue out, and began licking the cum off his shaft.

"That's really good," Tanak said, smiling, realizing he finally broke her, "now clean all of it up like the good whore that you are," he ordered her again. This time Lamyra was quicker with the cleaning process, taking the entire thing inside her mouth, licking his penis, and removing every bit of cum off his shaft until there was nothing left.

As she was licking Tanak's cock, it was then that Lamyra realized it was over, there was no point to this rebellion. All her friends were either dead or sexually defiled to the point of no return. Perhaps it would've been better if they hadn't fought back against the Imperium. Perhaps it was for the good that they were raped and defiled to the point of submission, used as breeding stock for the Imperium.

"Good job," Tanak said, padding her on the chin, and rubbing his palm against her chin before calling out for his guards to come in. They entered his chambers as Tanak snapped his fingers, gesturing at the fallen rebel leader, ordering them to take her away. They nodded and compiled before carrying her away from his chambers, carrying the naked Qusolian through the corridors of the ship, gathering multiple glances from countless soldiers and officers. Many had seen plenty of naked women being brought through the hallways of the ship, knowing that this was either a pitiful attempt to escape The Crimson Spear or Tanak was finished defiling and breeding the newest rebel they had captured.

The guards tossed the alien female into the Slave Pen in the lower bowels of the giant dreadnought where they stored the rest of her fellow rebels as well as other enslaved rebels from Tanak Zar's other successful conquests. All of them were naked, gestating on the seeds of their Imperium captors who happily had their way with them, each one had become reconditioned and been regressed into nothing more but obedient sexual whores all too happy with their fates.

Some of them were members of Lamyra's resistance, some were women she had known during her time fighting the Imperium, all failed in their fights and now are paying the price for their insurrectionist activities.

Happily rubbing their pregnant bellies, they knew nothing but happiness and tranquility, finding happiness in their new occupations as mere breeding slaves for the Imperium. They happily welcomed Lamya into their midst, hugging her, and rubbing their hands across her sweaty body. One even rubbed their hands over her belly while another groped her green tits. Lamyra smiled as she was surrounded by fellow slaves, grabbing one of the alien rebels and pulling her into a loving kiss.

Tanak leaned back against the counter of his bedroom bar, having fashioned himself a drink to rejuvenate himself. Still naked, his cock hanging between his legs and sweat glistening off his muscular body. Taking a large sip of his glass, Tanak pondered on the amazing day he had, he couldn't be any more prouder of his position within the Imperium Militarius and the luxury it brought him.

The conquering of planets was a mere hobby, his time in the Imperium and his position of general made the battles mere sport for him. Like hunting rabbits and deer back on his homeworld or a simple innocent board game. Both of which were fun but none gave Tanak much pleasure than conquering worlds, slaughtering male rebels, and subjugating the female ones to the Imperium Breeding Programs. Raping them until their minds were reconditioned, turning them into submissive slaves of the Imperium. Most were sent off to serve at the Imperium brothels on their homeworld or to be further used to breed future soldiers who would grow up to proudly serve the Imperium.

Tanak sat down on the couch in his quarters, still naked, and didn't cover himself up. He began staring into the glittering void of stars while taking a sip from his vine, reminiscing about the exhaustive day he had working. Nothing was better than winding down after a hard day of work. He turned his attention over to the flatscreen television mounted in his chamber, turning it on to display some films.