Conquest of the Stars

Tanak stood on the bridge of The Crimson Spear, looking down at the moon, Veldt, which orbited a massive gas giant. He didn't bother making his presence on the battlefield as his troops raged through the outer defenses of a farming village where its inhabitants declared rebellion. It appeared they had gathered a small group of rebels to fight the Imperium. Yet, this small band of "heroes" with nothing but primitive tools at their expense was nothing against the technological supremacy that the Grand Imperium contained on their side and the mighty commandos who trained rigorously to end the rebellions.

Fighting farmers who have taken up arms was beneath him, only taking this job when he heard of the incompetent Imperium Admiral who failed in securing a simple farming village and suppressing their rebellion. It was up to Tanak to finish the job where the admiral had failed to do so. Though he would like to be somewhere else in the galaxy, he had to ensure the decimation of the Veldt rebellion. One could never leave one group of rebels to wander and fester, rebellions grew like plagues and it was only right to squander it as fast as possible.

From what Tanak had read from the reports from the admiral stationed on the moon, the people of Veldt were technologically behind, having no advanced machinery to help them with their farming, and working by hand. Though that was not uncommon as Tanak was once a farmer in his youth, he at least surrounded himself with machinery and equipment which made work easier. But it seemed no one on Veldt had the mechanized tools for their farming, in a way they were much more primitive than the rest of the farming planets and moons in the galaxy--something which proved to become their ultimate downfall.

"General Tanak, our forces have overrun the village, and their numbers are depleting quickly. Some of the farmers are beginning to surrender," the field commander announced through the ship terminal's communications.

"Excellent news," Tanak answered through the comms, thinking about his new line of orders to give to the commander. "The rebelling male farmers shall be spared for transportation to mineral mines. You know what to do with the women,"

"As you wish, sir," the field commander said before contact cut. Though he could not attend, Tanak thought about the fun his men had on the ground with the surrendering female rebels and farmers. The thought of the mass orgy between unwitting rebels and dominating Terror Troopers was already making his cock stiffen. Tanak knew damn well how hard-working farmers were, especially female farmers, he knew that his men would have too much fun fucking their amazingly fit bodies. They were technically built to be bred by sturdy Imperium males. Once they were finished with the farmers of Veldt, the Imperium would begin to drop more of its forces on the planet, industrializing the world with technology that would allow for the continued growth of crops that would continue to feed the citizens of the Imperium and its troops.

"Sir, we have something here that might need your immediate attention. We found someone exceptional among these farmers," said the field commander through the control board.

"If it is something that will catch my interest, then bring this special someone to me immediately," Tanak said. Whoever they had found on that little moon, it had to be interesting if the field commander was telling him it was something that would have his immediate attention.

Moments later, one of the Imperium dropships returned to The Crimson Spear, and the female captive was taken towards the interrogation room. Tanak arrived at the room where two soldiers stood outside, standing guard. Tanak entered the room and saw a young petite-sized woman with short brownish hair cut into a pixie cut sitting in the middle of the room. Her skin was tanned and appeared creamy and soft, glistening with sweat. She appeared roughed up from the battle yet retained her beauty like nothing had happened to her. Her clothes seemed almost ragged, probably from a scuffle with the troops.

An Imperium officer approached Tanak with a datapad in his hands. Tanak demanded what was so interesting about this girl despite being another piece of fuckable meat for him to impregnate. The officer handed the general his datapad that Tanak began to read out, though the woman's name was Hanna which the farmers called her, her real name was Isolde; princess of Elysia. Rumors had it that she fled Elysia and disappeared into the cosmos once The Grand Imperium appeared on the planet and the king declared his loyalties and welcomed them with open arms. Of all the places where Tanak would find a long-lost princess, he never imagined that he would find one on a backwater moon amongst peasants on the furthest reaches of Imperium space where no one would dare look for her.

"I assume your name is not Hanna, correct?" Tanak mocked her as he knew the full truth of this simple farm girl who tried rebelling against the Imperium, "I assume your real name is Princess Isolde of Elysia, the only daughter and firstborn to King Otto and Queen Eva, and the rightful heir to the Elysian throne,"

"Go to hell," she barked at him, looking at the Imperium general with a defiant fire glaring through her eyes, "as long as I can draw breath, I will never submit to the Imperium. You bastards have been oppressing the galaxy for too long,"

"Oh, you naive young woman," he said, stepping closer towards the princess, "the Imperium has ensured that nothing but peace and order is restored to the galaxy no matter the cost. Only the rebels who defy our perfect order are the root of all this chaos. Rebellion brings nothing but suffering, and rebellion has consequences. Do you know what they are doing to those farmers on Veldt? That's a consequence of your rebellion,"

"Fuck you!" Isolde spat at him and continued hurling vulgarities at him, remaining as defiant as ever, "Drop dead! Get fucked! Die in a fire!"

How disappointing to see this once prestigious princess giving in to these rebellious attitudes. Isolde could've had it all: an entire kingdom for herself once the King and Queen passed, and she would be sworn in as the next ruler. Now, she wastes all that by being a rebel, communing with peasants, and leading a rebellion, dooming them to a fate all rebels suffer.

"Your parents miss you, you know?" Tanak said, circling the young princess, appearing behind her, "I think they will be ecstatic to see you again. But we would have to work on that attitude of yours, we can't have the princess of Elysia go on with these rebel attitudes,"

He grabbed her by the shoulders and lifted her from the chair, bending her over the table to her shocked dismay. "Hey, what the hell are you doing?" she exclaimed, struggling against his grasp as Tanak overpowered her, she tried to kick her legs back at him but failed. Tanak swept her legs, spreading them apart, keeping them in place. The general then pressed her face down against the table, grabbing onto locks of her hair as he kept her face pressed down. Tanak then looked up at the officer, nodding and telling him to leave him alone with the princess. The officer nodded and left.

The door closed which left only Tanak and Princess Isolde alone by themselves, he leaned downwards and whispered into her ear; "Princess or not, rebellious attitudes and insurrectionist actions are not tolerated under the Imperium. We cannot have a rebel as the heir to the Elysian throne. Which is why I am attempting to fix that,"

His calm words sent a shiver down Isolde's spine as Tanak proceeded to tear at her clothing, ripping her shirt from behind, exposing her bare back before tearing down the rest of her clothes. Once he pulled at her pants, revealing her plump ass cheeks, he didn't hesitate to remove her panties, exposing her pussy. The sight of her exposed cunt was enough to make his cock grow large and stiffen, growing ecstatic to fuck another princess.

"Damn you, bastard!" she exclaimed through gritted teeth, her rage and hatred boiling over her as she knew immediately what was going to happen to her.

Pulling his hard cock out of his pants, he pressed the tip of his penis right between her wet pussy glands. Isolde gasped, feeling the tip of the general's cock rubbing between her pussy lips. She then gasped, letting out a shocked moan into the air once Tanak pushed his cock deep inside her. Pushing it deeper and deeper until it poked her right in the cervix, sending a satisfying shiver coursing through her entire body. She gasped at the feeling of his cock inside her, her pussy tightened against his meaty rod as Tanak began pulling it out and pushing it back in. The sheer length and girth of his penis proceeded to stretch her pussy walls far apart, the continued penetration made her breathe out a delightful moan. This feeling of pleasure that surged through her was profane, she shouldn't be feeling this, she was horrified at how much Tanak was making her feel good by the sheer penetrating of her cunt.

Isolde wanted to scream, she wanted to cry out in defiance of the Imperium General, but every profane word she could think of was fucked out of her mind, whisked away from his continued prodding. The tip of his penis continued poking her right in the cervix. All she could do now was blurt out incoherent moans as her attempts to scream in defiance were futile. Tanak gave her one good spank on the cheek, making her squeal out into the air as he proceeded to defile her.

The Imperium general grabbed Isolde by the hair, pulling her head up, and making her watch the closed door across the room as he kept pushing his cock deeper and deeper inside. Tanak was enjoying the last moments of tightness Isolde would ever have until her pussy was wasted, stretched, and violated into oblivion by his massive cock entering her. His thrusts were fast and hard, each thrust made his groin slap against her cheeks, and the sound of their flesh clapping together echoed off the walls.

Plat, plat, plat!

Tanak kept pushing his cock back and forth much to his glee. No one would hear Isolde's cries of despair as she felt the last embers of her rebellious fire extinguished. Tanak's powerful thrusts were enough to beat out that defiant spirit and bring her to submission. She would break like they all did.

Plat, plat, plat!

Her body was frail, she couldn't withstand the endless pounding that Tanak subjugated her to. Isolde easily succumbed to the pleasure surging through her helpless body, her mind grew foggy, it was like wandering through a hazy fog as all proper thoughts in her mind dissipated. But the young princess fought to retain whatever was left of her sanity that would soon be destroyed once the Imperium General was done with her. Isolde could feel her cunt was mere seconds away from cumming all over Tanak until she suddenly did.

Isolde screamed out into the air as vaginal fluids sprayed out of her cunt and all over Tanak's crotch and balls. He let go of her head and slowly pulled his shaft out of her, looking down at the vaginal fluids which coated his cock. Tanak then looked up at the young princess, her face resting against the table, her tongue sticking out and drooling over the surface. What a pathetic sight it was, Tanak had barely cum, and yet here was the princess already a mess. He had not bred her full with his seeds and wasn't going to waste some of his seeds on her quite yet.

Satisfied with breeding another woman from his many conquests, Tanak gave her a slight spank on the ass before he called for the guards, ordering them to take her to the torture room where she would be strapped to the sexual torture devices that would continue to cause her pain and pleasure till she finally broke and was reconditioned back into an obedient and good-willed princess. The guards complied and took her out of the room and she was removed from his sight. He stuffed his hard cock back into his pants and tidied himself up, leaving the interrogation room.

Forced to her knees and her arms tied behind her back, the two guards lowered the princess upon the metal dildo which penetrated her stretched cunt. Isolde felt a subtle surge of electricity bursting through the metal dildo into her sensitive pussy, what almost felt like pain was washed away by the pleasurable sensation of pure lust coursing through her. The guards left the room as Princess Isolde cried out in pleasurable moans, tears running down her cheeks.

Her moans echoed off the walls as she was abandoned inside the chamber to feel the surge of electricity punishing her body. Alone and with no one around to save her, all she could do now was submit to her fate despite her feeble attempts to rebel in her current predicament. Her rebellious thoughts were washed away as every second felt like minutes which turned into hours which turned into an eternity. Though she wondered when this would be over, she found herself doing the unspeakable, and that was enjoying her punishment.

Though Tanak would not make himself an audience to the princess' defilement in the chamber room, he ventured into the ship's bowels and picked out Lamyra Vezaar; the green-skinned Qusolian whom he had bred long ago. The last time he saw her, she was nothing more but a broken slut who had her womb filled with his seeds and a bastard festering inside her.

Since then she had finally birthed the bastard halfling which had been sent off to Great Spartax where all these bastard troopers would be raised as Terror Troopers for the future Imperium. She fell to despair as her bastard was taken away from her arms, but she would not cry much longer as he would rape her again and breed her full, giving her a new bastard to make her feel whole again.

Tanak felt unsatisfied with not breeding Princess Isolde, to satisfy his lust, he turned to the slaves he had gathered from his conquests. He kept a collection of these slutty slaves deep in the bowels of the ship to satisfy him whenever he desired and breed more of his bastards. It did not make sense for him to keep someone like Lamyra Vezaar here, for the whores he bred and whores like Lamyra were just one of many whores he bred through his conquests and would just be another bastard to fill the future armies. Still, Tanak did such a thing as he enjoyed keeping a chosen few to breed. The bastards that Tanak pumped into them would make great servants for the future Zar Dynasty, only bound by his blood, none would become a true member or a proper heir to his dynasty.

Tanak entered the chamber where he had kept his collection and searched the small crowd of alien and human women that crawled on the floor of the room, pleasuring each other by licking each other's pussies. Some were playing with each other's breasts, while some were fingering the other right in the sweet spot, their soft moans filling the room. None seemed to pay him any mind as he looked down at each whore, he remembered their bodies feeling exquisite, and he found it difficult to choose which one to breed first. But Tanak didn't hesitate to get undressed and dropped his uniform and underwear to the floor, kicking them to the side. He walked towards one of the slaves, recognizing Lamyra amongst them, and snatched her up to be bred.

He then forced Lamyra into position and she appeared gleeful about what was coming next as Tanak forced his cock back into her green cunt. Even after fucking her raw and giving birth to a bastard, Lamyra's cunt was still tight, it was like Tanak was fucking a virgin for the first time.

Private Eryn Karvaan entered the chamber where Princess Isolde was being kept and violated, he watched her with envy as the metallic dildo began shooting electricity into her cunt. The way his frail body surrendered to the pleasure and the pain surging through her made his cock grow hard and stiff. He circled the princess and took in every bit of her wonderful body, well-toned and fit, he loved her body. Eryn approached the princess, grabbed her chin, and made her look up at him with a lustful gaze.

Though she suffered and felt nothing but humiliation as the mighty Imperium machines defiled her, Eryn could tell from that certain lustful look in her eyes that she enjoyed every bit of this. Eryn began stroking his hands across her body, taking in the sweet scent of her sweat reeking off his body.

"You're a fine piece of ass aren't you?" he said as he continued stroking his hands across her petite body. He felt the warmth of her skin underneath his cold palms, even as pleasure jolted through Isolde's body; she could feel the shilling coldness of Eryn's hand touching her.

Eryn felt his cock grow stiff inside his pants, waiting to burst out into freedom and begin to defile this little farmer girl. Little did he know Isolde was a princess, punished for her little insurrection. It wasn't long until lust overwhelmed Eryn's mind and he lifted her off the device and began work on her. Lifting her from the machine and dropping her on the floor, making her crawl on all fours. Her pussy was a gaping hole but that never stopped Eryn from pushing his cock inside her, feeling her vaginal fluids staining his long shaft. Once he was inside her, he began thrusting back and forth at a slow and gradual pace, his groin slapping hard against her wet sweat-coated flesh. She moaned in orgasmic despair. Tears ran down her face as Eryn kept pounding her.

She looked back at Eryn with such disdain in her eyes, for all she knew, Eryn was nothing more but scum sent to finish what he started. He was probably passing her around and letting everyone on the ship take turns in raping and defiling her body until there was nothing more of her defiant self. The disdainful look in her eyes vanished as Isolde faced forward, her tongue sticking out as she moaned and moaned.

Tanak got dressed and exited the chamber where his slaves were kept, having finished stuffing them with his seeds. As he entered the corridors of the ship, he was approached by an officer, briefing him on the status of the princess. He briefed the Imperium General about Private Eryn's sullying of the princess and his insemination of her womb. The general was shocked to hear this and journeyed to the chamber where the princess was kept.

He entered the chamber to see the naked Imperial soldier panting heavily, lying on the ground with his limp cock hanging between his legs. Princess Isolde was lying on the ground with her face pressed against the floor and her ass hanging in the air. Tanak noticed the cum leaking out of her smoldering wet hole. He then returned his gazes down at the Imperium private who got up and saluted the general. Tanak was impressed by the young man's degradation of the princess, having finished what Tanak had not finished earlier.

Tanak congratulated the private, planting his palm against his sweaty soldiers, declaring that from now on; Eryn Karvaan would become Captain. The promotion stunned the former private as this was the greatest gift of all, being handed his sleeping quarters for his actions in saving the general during one of their many skirmishes was one great gift but promotion to Captain was nothing more but a great accomplishment. Eryn had proven himself a worthy fighter and a great defiler, Tanak's declaration to make Eryn a captain was one of great sincerity as he admired the young man. Eryn reminded him of himself during his first years fighting in the Imperium Army and he saw great potential in the young man's future.

Eryn had done a good job at defiling Princess Isolde, as in the following months after he inseminated her, she would happily gestate on the seeds swirling in her womb as her belly grew in size. Her hair grew longer and she had become happier with her current state of mind. Isolde had become obedient, susceptible to the Imperium propaganda that they flashed before her, she had become a believer in the ideologies of the Imperium. Upon every visit from either Eryn or Tanak, Isolde would get to her knees and prepare herself for when her superiors would like to use her. She had become such a good whore.