Prisoner Of The Tookees Pt 03

The Tookees control massive amounts of power, but they don't know how it works. They know only that certain special women, captured with their ships in deep space, can be used as triggers to control the power. The spark needed to ignite the power comes during sexual climax. But something goes wrong when the Tookees capture The Marauder. Mousey and her seven fellow captives don't trigger the power the Tookees need. So they try again, and again, and again.

This is the last part of a three part geek erotica story. If you're not a geek, you can skim past the techno-nerd stuff and just enjoy the sex. If you're not interested in the sex, what are you doing reading stories on this site anyway?

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Part Three - The Focus Circle

Once Zelco, Punca, and the Mufah were gone, Mousey asked quietly, "Are we alone now?"

Mulasi leaned toward the door, stretching her chain and her oversized body. She looked out the small slit window into the corridor. "No one out there," she whispered.

Mousey nodded and then said quietly, "Tomorrow sounds bad."

"Like today wasn't?!" Barney almost yelled. Everyone shushed her and she repeated, "Well, who except Kalina would have enjoyed it?"

"Actually those stone things weren't all that great," Kalina replied, "I mean they really filled me and somehow it almost felt like it was moving within me, but any of my vibrators back in my quarters would have been better. I had to get myself off with my hands just so it didn't look too suspicious. Then all of you guys passed out, so I faked it and slumped over for a while." She giggled slightly and finished with, "I've faked orgasms before when a guy didn't perform up to par, but this is the first time I've ever faked passing out."

The laughter from all of the women was heard down the hall at the guard station. Zelco and Punca looked at each other and both shook their heads slowly. Punca shrugged his shoulders and said, "Women..."

Mousey pointed at Kalina and asked softly, "So the donkeys stayed cold for you and you didn't feel any power pulses like small lightning strikes going between the two prongs? Right?"

"Yeah," Kalina said with a shrug, "it was just a cold stone statue."

"And you," Mousey continued, pointing at Herana, "you think we are inside something really big and round."

"Well maybe not exactly round," Herana replied, "but close enough."

"I know where we are," Mousey said firmly. She looked around the room and then said almost flatly, "We are on Meridius." She was met with shocked silence. "The planet wasn't destroyed. It changed state. When the energy pulse destroyed its sun and the other planets, it was somehow hollowed out and hurled off into space, but stayed in some new stable Meridium state. The Tookees who survived- probably the ones on the surface- had to move inside the shell of the planet to survive. There is an atmosphere trapped inside here and enough energy from the Meridium to sort of act like a sun. They don't have a spaceship. They have a whole planet wandering through the galaxy that somehow materializes around spaceships. ... And they are using us to dematerialize the planet- or at least a portion of it- so the Marauder will be set adrift in space like the others."

The others stared silently at her for several minutes. In the silence, the slight squeaking of the door hinges caused Kalina to gasp loudly. "You have deduced the truth," Mufah Manu said quietly. He gave a short chuffing laugh. "You probably understand what happened better than we do. It's been so long since it happened that it has all become a religion. The engineers and scientists tried to pass on their knowledge, but..." He raised his hands up in front of himself and then let them drop to his side.

"Do you know what happened to cause the initial explosion?" Mousey asked.

The Mufah laughed a very sad laugh and said, "Ka Al." After a pause he continued, "It's a fertility festival brought here by the miners from the old planet. It is a time for a young woman... or a young man... to become an adult. As you might expect, it is a rather erotic, sexual event." He paused again and then said, "I don't know exactly what the festival was on the old planet, but here, it involves the virgin women of the proper age publicly fucking their life-mate to be. It is sort of a marriage ceremony and consummation of the marriage all rolled up into one. After the young couples do their public duty, everyone finds a partner and couples wherever they are. It doesn't matter if it is your life-mate or just someone who needs fucking. Everyone takes part."

"How did that cause this?" Mousey asked.

Mufah Munah laughed. "The ore must be dug," he said flatly. "The mines continued to work. But to prevent any Ka Al activity in the mines, the Two Kay Mine Company decreed that on that night, only women would go down in Mine One and only men would work Mine Two. What the bosses didn't know was that there was a large, natural underground cavity that was surrounded by a crystalline form of Meridium which connected the two mines. Evidently, at the appropriate time, the men and women met in the large, open cavern."

He smiled and then looked down at the ground. "The women would have been horny as hell," he said, shaking his head. "Part of the lead up to Ka Al is a forty day period of no sex... of any sort. A woman could arouse herself... and was expected to do so at least once a day, but wasn't allowed to cum. Technically men weren't supposed to either, but laws and customs tend to look the other way for men."

He raised his eyes and looked at the women. "At exactly sunset, two hundred horny men and women started fucking in a cavern of almost pure Meridium. ... At least that's what my dad told me. Because the women hadn't been fucked for at least forty days, their bodies were cleansed of the male Meridium ion." His smile broadened, "That makes for really fantastic sex," he said, "as you may have noticed. But the Meridium gives off long-wave energy when it shifts state and long-wave energy can activate Meridium and force it into a different state." He shrugged, "Somehow the fucking set off a chain reaction in the crystals and the entire core of the planet fluxed to an energy state. A lot of that energy escaped through the mine entrances and wiped out the adjacent planets and triggered the sun into nova. The rest coalesced more or less back into the matter state in a super dense layer just under the surface of the planet.

Because of the energy that the Meridium gives off, people are able to live in the core of the planet as if they were on the surface of a normal planet. But the entire planet is unstable. It remains in a quasi-energy state of some sort until it is exposed to Meridium dust. Then it reverts to a balanced matter state... rematerializes... until it receives another dose of long-wave energy in the right place."

"The column..." Bethu said. It was a statement, but also a question.

"Yes," Mufah Muna answered, "the column. Back when there were still engineers and scientists among us, right after we moved inside the shell of the planet, they worked out how to control the flux transition of the planet enough to open the thin covers of what used to be the deep pit surface mines. At first they used virgins at Ka Al, but then the planet started gobbling up ships as if those pit mines were giant mouths."

He smiled as if he were embarrassed and said, "We soon ran out of virgins, but someone figured out that the sweet-smelling women would work in the same way."

He shrugged and said, "We strip the ships of everything of value to us and then use the sweet-smelling women like you eight to release the ships as we go back into an energy state. ... I don't know why, but it always has to be eight. And it has always worked before."

"But it isn't working with us," Mousey said.

"No, it isn't working with you eight," he replied, "and we don't know why. We are running out of time. You have absorbed too much male factor Meridium. You no longer create the spark with a sexual orgasm that is needed to generate the pulse that travels down the pillar of power into the Meridium layer... and the neutralizers can only be used once. We will try pain tomorrow, but if that doesn't work, it would take the Mufah Taluh Manu sitting atop the pillar to save the crew of your ship."

"Who is the Mufah Taluh Manu?" Mousey asked.

He laughed slightly. "Manu means little," he said. "And Taluh means great or powerful. My father was Mufah Taluh. I'm just Mufah Manu." He swallowed hard, obviously holding back great emotion, then he said, "He left on one of the stolen ships we use to take the dust out into the stable world and sell it. He thought he could find... or create... the Taluh Manu."

"The great-little?" Barney sputtered.

"It's an idiom," Mufah Manu replied. "In galaxy standard the word would be ghost. She is supposed to come here and permanently reset the planet so it exists in proper time and space. According to the legends, the Mufah Taluh Manu will lead the Planet of the Two Kays back into the normal galaxy."

"So our lives depend on a mythological creature that doesn't exist?" Mousey said slowly.

"I'm afraid so," he said, "unless all eight of you are pain sluts and can generate the proper climax spark in the pain frames..."

His voice trailed away and he looked down at the ground as he walked back around the door, closing it behind him as he left the room.

"Well, that was encouraging," Julina said bitterly after he had left.

"I can get off on pain... sometimes," Kalina said in an almost sing-song voice.

"But what good will that do?" Barney said gruffly. "You don't spark. You don't have the right whatever stuff in you to create the... what did he call it... the spark to generate the pulse."

"What if we charged her up?" Boobs said quietly. Her voice got louder and more firm as she continued. "Kalina, you like sex, right?"

Kalina nodded her head.

"You liked eating out Coleen because of how she tasted, right?"

Kalina nodded again.

"Well, we all taste like that," Boobs said firmly. "The taste is from whatever it is that creates the spark. So..."

"So you want me to eat all of you and swallow your juice so it is inside me," Kalina said. She didn't look too sure of what she was saying. Or maybe she was sure of what she was saying and wasn't too sure about eating out all seven of the other women, maybe more than once.

"More than that," Boobs continued. "We are going to get as much love juice flowing as we can and smear it all over your body and especially up into your cunt. Maybe we can make a sniffer out of you... or at least prime you enough so that you will spark."

Kalina gave a wrinkled smile and said, "It sounds like it is going to be an interesting night."

It was.

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The guards were surprised that the women were still asleep when they came to get them the next morning. The tray with a simple breakfast on it was untouched. Punca's eyes widened slightly, fearing that perhaps the women were dead, but then Kalina stirred.

"No more," she mumbled in her sleep. "I can't do it anymore."

"Everybody UP!" Zelco roared and the girls jumped to their feet.

"I see you didn't eat your breakfast," he growled. "Well, maybe that is best for what you have in store for you today."

Zelco led them down the now almost familiar corridors into the great domed room. The stone altars were gone. So, too, were the little stone donkeys. In their place was a circular wall with a series of stone doorways, one large one at each point of the star with a much smaller one between every other door. Mufah Manu was standing next to one of the openings. He looked very upset.

"Why didn't you use the standard pain frames," he said angrily. "This is the focusing circle for when Mufah Taluh Manu appears. It is only supposed to be used in the end of pay period ritual. You are profaning its use."

Zelco turned and said in a sarcastic voice, "The writings say that the Manu will appear out of the pain of her lover. Maybe one of these Bookahs is the Manu's lover and she will come and couple with the trigger stone." He glared at the Mufah for a moment and then he laughed.

"You know this won't work," Mufah Manu said angrily. "You just want the opportunity to hurt some women. That's what gives you your greatest sexual satisfaction... hurting women."

"And I'm good at it," Zelco said with a smile. Then he ordered gruffly, "Put the women in place!" Several men came forward and pulled the women around the circle so that one was standing in each of the large doorways facing the center of the star.

"Bind them!" Zelco barked and the men began wrapping restraints around the women's wrists. Mousey noted that all of the men forced the women's feet together and made them stand on tip toe so they were standing tall before putting their wrists in the restraints. These men, unlike Punca, knew how to bind a woman in a frame.

After everyone's arms were bound, the men kicked the women's feet out against the edge of the opening and began binding them in place. The guard had stretched Mousey's arms tightly while her feet were beneath her body. Once her feet were spread, it felt almost as if her arms were going to be ripped from their sockets.

"Put the receivers in place!" Zelco commanded and a man rolled out a small, two-wheeled cart on which were several long, round, stone objects. They started with Mousey. The man selected the shortest of the stone pillars and then stepped into the center of the circle. He set the long stone phallus on the ground in front of her. The tip of the intricately carved penis was about an inch short of her belly button.

"Looks good," the man said and moved on to Kalina, who was in the next opening. His assistant moved the cart and handed him another stone pillar-prick. They continued around the circle setting a stone phallus in front of each woman. Only once did the man inside the circle disagree with his assistant's selection and request a different stone prick. When he finally got to Mulasi, who was on Mousey's left, he chuckled loudly and called out to someone in the distant darkness, "Bring me one of the disks... no, better make that two of the disks."

A woman ran into the circle carrying two small disks of stone about six inches across and two inches thick. She gave them to the man who set them on the ground at Mulasi's feet. "You're a big one, aren't you?" he said as he set the longest of his stone phalluses on the two disks. With the additional height of the disks, the tip of the prick was at the proper place.

"Everything is ready," he called out loudly as he left the circle.

"Insert receivers!" Zelco barked and seven men ran forward and carefully tipped the stone columns and inserted the carved penises into the women's cunts. Zelco, himself, walked over to Mousey and said, "I always take the smallest one." He smiled evilly at her and added, "They scream the loudest."

"I won't," Mousey said firmly as Zelco pushed the stone prick into her cunt.

"Oh, you will," he said, "... eventually."

He then clapped his hands loudly and eight naked women ran into the circle. Each was wearing a rather strange necklace on which hung a variety of objects. They knelt next to the men who had inserted the phallus pillars.

"Do you like my Mufah Oblique'?" he asked, lightly petting the naked woman on the head. "They love to serve the stone circle... and those who are in charge of it."

"Like you?" Mousey said angrily.

"Like me," he replied. Smiling broadly at her while he reached up and stroked one of her breasts.

"They are jealous today," he continued, "because it is you who is in the circle. Each pay day period, we set up the focus circle and call for the Mufah Taluh Manu to appear."

He smiled again. "She never does... but all of the Mufah Obliques orgasm from the pain and humiliation." He stroked her breast again, "And that is even before the stone receivers are removed and replaced with something a little bigger." He smiled and patted his crotch.

"I think you will orgasm more than once," he said slowly. "And then you will beg me to become a Mufah Oblique... my Mufah Oblique."

"We'll see about THAT!" Mousey replied. The loud THAT was caused by Zelco attaching a ribbed nipple clamp he had taken from the Oblique's necklace to Mousey's left breast. A much softer, "You prick," accompanied his attaching a similar clamp to her right breast. Zelco laughed when the only comment Mousey made to him as he was attaching a similar clamp to her clit was a short yelping scream.

"I could just stay here and play with these," he said as he bounced the nipple clamps with one of his fingers. "But the ritual specifies that the pain be administered with a flogger." He laughed and attached a small bell to the left nipple clamp, and then an even larger one to the right. "Can't have you playing a single tune," he said, pinging the bell with his fingernail.

He held up an even larger and heavier bell and said, "This one probably won't be able to ring very loudly, and even if it did we probably wouldn't hear it over your screams."

He motioned for the Oblique to leave now that her necklace was empty. Then he reached down and clipped the heavy bell to the clamp on Mousey's clit. Mousey bucked her hips trying to shake the bell off, but the clamp was designed so that rather than sliding off, it only got tighter.

"You'll get plenty of opportunity to fuck that bell, little missy," he said harshly. "In fact, you will beg me to fuck you in every hole you've got before the Mufah calls this ridiculous exercise quits.'

Mousey tried to spit in his face, but he moved too fast... and pulling back with her head caused the bell clamps on her nipples to bite even stronger. So after Zelco moved out of her field of vision, she stood there quietly waiting for whatever would happen. Nothing happened for several minutes except for some movement behind her. Then Zelco called out, "Whips up!"

Mousey couldn't see the eight men, each with a multi-strand whip held high above his head, but she could hear Zelco call out "One!" and could hear the swish of the whip as it descended. A jolt of pain tore through her as it slammed across her back.

"Two!" The whip slammed again from the other direction.

"Three!" The whip came down over her right shoulder, wrapping around to the front and slamming into the nipple clamp, moving but not dislodging it.

"Four!" Her left breast felt the sting of the whip.

"Five!" The whip lashed across her ass, wrapping slightly and stinging her hips in the front.