"I want you to get it ready," I hissed at him, "Before those girls out there are all dead! Do you understand?" I must've reared up a little, because I could faintly perceive him cowering under my eyes, despite the height he had over me.
He just continued to whimper. "Only White Queen can pilot Mantis... I'm sorry!"
"White Queen...? And who is she?"
He took me to his office to explain. "White Queen is the longest-term pilot of this unit, after the King himself. She's away on assignment currently, but we're expecting her back anytime soon. She refuses to let anyone else pilot her robot, too. And she's certainly a ferocious one..." he finished in a whimpering kind of way that made me sick. I suddenly burst out of my chair.
"Men being spineless is what got us into this situation in the first place, Commander! You'll prep White Mantis for me or all those girls will die. And I'll take full responsibility for whatever happens, since you don't seem capable of doing so."
The Commander shook his head and stood up, reaching to his belt. He drew a pistol and pointed it as best he could at me, despite his shaking. "No. You don't know what she's like. I won't give her any reason to be angry at me..."
I trembled a little at the raised weapon, but didn't back down. Would he really shoot me? There was so much fear in his eyes and I reflected that White Queen must truly be a terrifying woman. He cringed and hid away from the other three girls, but he was even more scared of her? I couldn't begin to imagine what sort of woman she must be. More importantly, I couldn't let myself become gripped by fear while those three girls were being killed out there. I swung my hand out and grabbed his wrist tightly, yanking it upwards, and a single bullet whizzed past my shoulder. Moments later, I had the Commander slammed against the wall and the gun in my hand. I grunted and pointed it at him. "Prep White Mantis or die."
My cock was drenched in saliva. Two huge, pink tongues lashed up and down it, gasping over the shaft, while female gasps and moans came from all around me. I groaned as my ultra-hard cock throbbed painfully under the pleasure of this beautiful cocksucking. Duchess's lips alone moved with the elegance and sleaziness of a master dick worshipper, but when you factored Lady's skilled mouth into the equation as possible, it was simple just too good for me. I sat back and ran my hands through the hair of both girls as they slobbered noisily and messily over my dick, sharing it, their tongues too busy with sucking to be able to properly articulate the feelings of worship that were coming from their hearts and their throbbing, horny cunts.
After White Mantis had been prepared, it had been a simple enough matter to mount the giant Space Monster's corpse and attack the smaller one that had defeated the three girls. After that, Baroness had grunted out an apology before a very whipped Lady and Duchess came to my sides, holding an arm each and begging for my mercy with their fat, pouty lips. Since both of the girls towered over me, they'd knelt down, lowering themselves to my level, whimpering and pleading stupidly for any scrap of mercy, something that obviously disgusted Baroness.
"Look at you! Slobbering over that boy! You two disgust me!" she grunted, stamping her foot, before storming off. It was true, their minds had both ticked over to the conclusion that they could get removed from the unit for this second failure, the second time I'd had to save their lives, and they suddenly seemed very eager to get into my good books. But the brazen looks of lust in their eyes spoke another story.
The two girls had taken my back to my place and sat me down on the couch, preparing my dinner for me and getting me a beer or two. Then, after dinner, they'd both made brainless excuses to get down on their knees and tore my pants open with pure ferocity, before their tongues messily and greedily slobbered onto my cock. When they sucked it, their lips stretched out, cheeks hollowing, and they whimpered over what was clearly the best and tastiest thing they'd ever had in their mouths. The praise was unending, which I thought was an exaggeration at first, but after three non-stop hours of dick worship, they were still finding new pet names for it, veins they hadn't paid nearly enough attention to, or deposits of sperm I didn't even know I had. They showed no sign of slowing, either, truly lost in a primordial cock haze. Occasionally they'd exchange a sloppy kiss for my amusement, but I noticed their tongues were aggressive, dragging sperm from each other's mouths, fighting for the right to be the number one cockwhore. Duchess even seemed to be panicking a little, as if realizing her territory was being encroached on. After all, my cock had belonged to her previously, at least in her mind, so a sexy, talented dicksucker to be trying to take that away from her was obviously making her panic a little. She would've been trying twice as hard as Lady, if Lady hadn't redoubled her efforts to be able to compete.
"Girls, you can stop sucking now," I gasped after the fourth hour of continuous messy dicksucking. They both looked up at me with shimmering eyes, then nodded and stood up, beginning to undress. Duchess helped Lady slide her leotard down, while Lady undid the other girl's bikini top. They turned back to me, with four huge breasts on display, all for me. There was so much tit flesh, it should've been distributed among ten or twenty girls, but somehow these massive teats had been left entirely for these two crazy sluts, to be almost completely unused or untouched. What a waste, I'd thought at the time. Of course, back then I still hadn't fully realized just how sex mad these girls were. Complete revulsion for almost every man they'd ever met had lead to them building up expectations of a perfect man that no-one could ever hope to achieve and having that man in front of them was shutting down all their higher brain functions and replacing every sensible notion with a paralyzing, integrity-breaking need to reproduce. Kill me, rape me, leave me lying in the gutter, just swell my belly so I can give birth to your superman babies! All the hours of cocksucking made sense now, as they had been doing nothing short of worshipping their God. They were more devout than most nuns.
I replayed the scene of the battle in my head as they led me to the bedroom and had me mount them, one after the other, over and over. I had arrived like a saviour at the last moment, ripping the monster off the girls and saving their lives, destroying it almost effortlessly. White Mantis was a powerful machine, but I was also an exceptional pilot, this much was becoming clear. The girl's level of skill couldn't even be measured on the same scale as mine, it would be like comparing a baby to an athlete, and they realized this now, which was certainly making my ego swell. So I pounded their fat asses as they lay on their backs, legs in the air, swearing and hissing and screaming like idiots for my cock to inseminate them, calling me master and stud and anything else I wanted to hear. I came in Duchess, filling her pussy, then Lady shortly after, then back to Duchess for a second time and so on. Both girls fainted before I'd even broken a sweat, after shooting my tenth load from my massive cock. Both of them were now surely pregnant to me, something that just made me grin smugly to myself. Stupid sluts. They knew their place now.
After they passed out, I slowly came to the decision that I'd have to become an even better pilot. Baroness still didn't believe my skill and if the reward I'd obtain from her was as excellent as what these two had given me, I fully intended to impress her, and the Space Monsters must be defeated as well. But the main reason I had to become a better pilot was obvious to me. Thoughts of White Queen were lurking in the back of my head, especially what the broken Commander had said about her coming back soon. If she wished to fight me, I intended to be fully ready to face this bitch and show her what I was capable of. I dozed off between the bodies of my fucked-out sluts, only able to think of becoming the most powerful man alive, with my Red Giant or her White Mantis. Regardless, everything would be mine.
