Space Patrol

Slipping my data stick into the ship's console, I reported verbally. "Computer, Officer Amelia Robinson reporting in and loading prisoner files."

The sultry female voice of the computer answered, "Acknowledged. Officer Amelia Robinson, you now have the con."

"Computer, report status of ship," I commanded.

"Ship status at maximum functionality. No anomalies detected," she answered.

That was the expected, satisfactory answer. I'd done this run several times prior to this. Since we'd remain inside the normal patrol area, I expected it to be a quiet run. Now it was time to check the manifest on my handheld against the presence of the actual prisoners, who'd been loaded aboard by the transferal squad.

Proceeding down the confinement corridor, I briefly opened the observation partition to visually verify each prisoner. Yes, it would have been quicker and more efficient to flick through monitor screens, but they'd been hacked and fooled in the past. Now protocol demanded an actual visual check on every prisoner. Most of them were the usual sort of multi-species scum that would find themselves incarcerated and transported to Base 12. But one prisoner stood out from all the others... Drex! "So, they finally got him!" I thought as I peered into his confinement cell and stared at his ugly face.

He was a really powerful criminal and had amassed an astonishing amount of wealth from his illegal business enterprises. His criminal empire had grown and grown. Now, it was reputed to be stretched over our entire galaxy. Some hinted that it might extend even beyond that! And he was on this ship, and I was staring at him!

But I had to finish my rounds. All ten prisoners were in their individual cells. Everything looked secure for what should be a 5 hour trip, given the speed this ship could attain. This was an easy job, simply transporting the prisoners, as I'd done many times before. Since the ship was fully automated, I was the only officer present for this journey. I was just there to handle any glitches that might arise, sort of a backup fail-safe. The computer itself constantly monitored the inmates and all ship functions. It just waited for my command to proceed at normal speed to the Base 12 penal incarceration facility.

Back at the controls, I stated, "Computer, log that the prisoner check is complete and correct. Proceed to Base 12 at normal acceleration."

She replied, "Prisoner check is now logged. Proceeding to Base 12 as instructed."

We headed out and I settled in to the command seat, and brought up my current novel on my handheld. My tastes in reading were one of my guilty secrets. In this current novel, set in medieval times, the Princess of the kingdom had stubbornly disobeyed her father, the King. There was a long section of dialog between the King and the Queen as to what to do about their headstrong daughter. Their discussion took some time as they recalled the various things the Princess had done that led to this point. Finally, they reached a mutual agreement. Very curious about what they'd do, I read on.

So the King summoned his daughter and decreed that she must be punished. It was not just for this offense, he pointed out, but for all of them that led to this decision. Instructed by the King, his guards dragged her out to the village square, and, once there, had stripped her of all her jewelry and clothing. The peasants gathered to gawp at her revealed naked body. A soldier on each side of her had a firm grip on her arm and wrist so she could not cover herself, even though she shrieked in humiliation.

The novel was a multimedia presentation, so I could pause and bring up an image of the Princess being marched into the square, and another of her being stripped, and yet another of her being held naked and immobilized while she shrieked! As I read and looked at the pictures, I couldn't help but sympathize with the poor Princess. I read on and learned the soldiers then fastened her into a pillory. I wasn't familiar with that word, so I brought up the image. "Oh my!" I exclaimed. "Her neck and wrists are locked in that wooden thing and she's bent at the waist! No wonder her face is so red, her bare breasts are hanging under her torso, and her naked sex is peeking out between her thighs and bare butt!"

The novel went on to say that the soldiers proclaimed that anyone that wished to swat the Princess's bare ass was permitted, but only one swat per person. Gleefully, many people took advantage of that offer. And these were hard working peasants. Their hands were hardened by labor, and their muscles developed by work! Each swat had such an impact that it seemed to make the Princess's teeth rattle, and her ass cheeks reddened as they stung in almost unbearable pain! She was weeping freely when the soldiers declared her 15 minutes of punishment was at and end and freed her. But they carried her clothing and jewelry as they made her walk naked back into the castle, accompanied by the bawdy comments of the watching peasantry.

I was lost in thought, going back and forth through this section of the novel, examining the various images and letting my imagination cast me in the roles of the King, Queen, guard, peasants, and the Princess herself. I found I could identify with all the characters, but I was most emotionally entwined with the ordeal of the Princess, thinking I could feel her various responses to the events, and finding them actually quite exciting, in some strange way. Thus engrossed in thought, I was shocked by the scream of an alarm bell! The ship had been hit with a high energy beam!

"Computer, silence alarm and give ship status," I commanded.

The computer calmly replied, "Propulsion system is offline. No distress signal can be sent due to the damage. Life support systems still at maximum efficiency." So, we were 'dead in the water' so to speak, with no one knowing anything was wrong, and no way to signal for help. The soonest I could expect any help to arrive would be when we didn't arrive at Base 12 on schedule. With life support still working, we'd be OK, but we'd have a long wait before a rescue ship would be dispatched along our path to scan for us. It was bad, but all told, it could have been a lot worse.

"Computer, can you pinpoint the origin of the energy beam that hit the ship?"

"Working... working... Most probable origin of the energy beam is from the ship that just matched trajectories with us, and has locked a boarding tube to our airlock... ... ... which is cycling with two men inside," she calmly added, almost as if it was an afterthought.

"Boarding?" my mind was still processing that word when the inner airlock door started to cycle its way open! I ducked behind the central console to try to hide my presence, as I thumbed the release of the only weapon at hand, my sidearm, which was fully charged. But before I could finish drawing and aiming it, the airlock open enough that a gas canister was tossed into the control room. It exploded before I could react, filling the room with a thick fog of its contents! Since I wasn't holding my breath, I inhaled some of that gas, and was unconscious in no time!

When I swam back into consciousness, I found myself still in the control room, but now I was naked and chained in a portable maximum security cage. The type of cage used on the most troublesome prisoners -- the most violent ones, none of which were on this ship. The cage is very small and made of steel. In it, I was kneeling, bent forward with my hands cuffed behind my back, and the top of the cage pressing on my shoulder blades. My head was outside of the cage, and locked out in that position. My ankles were cuffed to the sides of the cage. I was still woozy and very confused, along with being helpless and exposed.

From what I could hear, all the prisoners were now loose in the cell block area. The hatch to the control room opened and Drex and his gang of two men walked over to me. Because of my confinement in the cage, I could only see their boots.

"Well, hello there. I see things have changed, Officer," he stated in his smarmy voice. "I have something special for you," he added. He knelt down and placed a control collar on me. Things had been bad, but they'd just gotten worse. These control collars could render you as helpless as an automaton. You almost turned into a drone, which is why they couldn't be used without a court order.

Drex reached in and locked my hand shackles to the top of the cage. Then he activated the collar and I went limp but remained conscious. I could hear and see but couldn't move a muscle. I knew I was dangling from the top of the cage by my wrists, but I couldn't do a thing about it.

I heard him walk around a bit. Finally he said, "It's been a long time since I had a pretty girl." He must've knelt behind the cage, and I learned I could not only hear and see, but dimly I could feel. I knew that because I became aware that the tip of his cock was moving along my naked pussy lips, seeking my entrance. Once he'd found that, I could tell he was pushing himself into me, and starting to pump his cock in and out. I was aware of all of this, but very remotely, dispassionately, as if it was being done to someone else. He fucked me for some immeasurable amount of time, egged on by his cronies.

Then I heard a sound sort of like a buzz, which was the collar being shut off. All my senses came flooding back to life simultaneously, including my emotions! I went from feeling nothing emotionally to experiencing an full-blown orgasm in a single second, causing me to involuntarily scream in pleasure. I didn't want to do that, but oh my god, he was big and in me deep and it felt wonderful! He stretched me, filled me fully and my pussy clung onto his cock trying to keep it in me.

As he used me, he also humiliated me verbally, calling me all sorts of names like 'filthy whore', 'fuck hole', 'cock sleeve' and more. Physically, he also enjoyed reaching into the cage to rub and toy with my nipples. When he shot his semen into me, I felt it each time he spurted! I was amazed at his power!

He pulled out, telling his gang and the other prisoners to have their fun with me. One said, "Boss, can we get her out of that cage now to make her more available?"

"Sure," Drex replied. "Just keep the control collar on her. We can turn it on and off at will, and I've already programmed in an instruction to prevent her from trying to remove it, even if she gets control of her muscles again. She's just our toy now."

Laughing gleefully, they set to work opening the cage, freeing my ankles and my head from being locked to it, and yanked out my naked body. I struggled a little, but my wrists were still cuffed behind my back. Guys were stripping their clothes off, eager to have a go at me. Some hadn't had sex in years, and I could tell that they were aiming to make up for lost time. They hadn't turned off my emotions or any of my senses. I felt some guy behind me holding me upright like a puppet. My hands restricted behind my back made my tits stick out in front of me and some other guy was already slobbering on my tits as he sucked at them. Not content with just doing that, I felt his erection stab into my pussy. With Drex's cum in there, the guy was getting sloppy seconds, but from his humping and grunting, he didn't care one bit.

Meanwhile the guy holding me up from behind told someone to spread my ass cheeks for him. I felt hands roughly parting my buttocks, which stretched my anus open enough for the guy to penetrate my ass hole, his cock insinuating itself into my rectum! So now I was being doubly fucked -- front and back. A hairy chest was bumping against my tits. My pelvis and buttocks were being humped as the guys used no finesse -- they were just determined to unload their balls. I felt their cocks moving like pistons inside me, both of them grunting, usually one withdrawing as the other one thrust. The one in my ass spewed first, but as I felt that warm cum spreading inward, my pussy got a load of its own.

I had no time to react, because a deep voice said, "I need some guys to hold this bitch face up, with her legs spread." I gulped, because it registered that I was going to be used as an inter-species fuck toy. Not all the prisoners were human, after all. My world tilted as someone behind me grasped me by my armpits, and started lowering me backward. Two other guys eagerly gripped my ankles and parted my legs and thighs, exposing my gaping, dripping pussy for the alien who'd spoken.

My eyelids flew up as I watched him remove his pants. I'd heard that his species had unusual genitalia, but seeing it was still shocking. His pendulous ball sack appeared to have at least 4 testicles, if not more. But above that ball sack were two engorged cocks, stacked one above the other, with a small space separating their bases. As he stepped between my thighs, I found out why he wanted me held like this. Without a preamble, he slammed one cock into my ass hole and the other one at virtually the same moment into my pussy! Thank goodness both tunnels were slick with semen!

"Wow! Look at Squirrely fuck that whore! It must be great having two cocks like that!" someone exclaimed.

"Yeah, but listen to that slut moaning! She's really getting off on being fucked!" someone else pointed out, making me blush. I had to blush because it was true. I was embarrassed, but I was also finding pleasure in it.

Squirrely pounded both my holes fast and hard, as If I was his personal cum dump. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of making me cum, but my body had other ideas. With a shriek of release, I climaxed on the dual cocks! Dimly I wondered if they were capable of ejaculation at all. They were. And both at the same time! He injected semen into both my vagina and rectum at the same moment! And it felt like a pretty good amount. Grinning, he said, "You can put the whore down now."

"Flip her and put her down onto me," the Trillid prisoner said. He had slid under my dangling body, with his erection pointing vertically. The guys holding me turned me easily like a fuck doll, and lowered me until that erection slotted into my pussy, displacing some of Squirrely's cum which was forced in two directions... out of me, and also into my womb. Trillid's have a prehensile tail, and this guy stroked that soft, furry appendage down my spine, giving me goosebumps. Then the tip of the tail started teasing, tickling, and rimming my butt hole. With neither of us pumping on that cock, that sensation made my inner muscles start rippling, and my pussy actually sucked the semen out of the cock it was sheathing!

"Well would you look at that!" some deep voice said, awestruck. "He's just tickling her butt, and her facial expression says that the stupid cop bitch is cumming again! I sure wish I had a tail that could do that."

"Aw, fucking is just fucking," someone else said. In seconds, several hands hoisted me off the Trillid's cock, forcing me and supporting me on my hands and knees, in a doggy style position. Moments later, I had another cock in my pussy, as a second cock started fucking my mouth! I'd heard people describe a sex act that they called 'spit-roasting' but this was my first experience with it. It would probably have felt a lot better if I hadn't been nearlt exhausted from cumming so much. But my captors didn't care... they just pumped and pumped. Others that were watching made lewd comments and bawdy suggestions. Soon my pussy was force-fed another load of semen. As my mind was registering that, the guy using my mouth grunted loudly and filled my mouth with human cum. I had to swallow fast or choke. My tummy soon was digesting a warm pool of semen.

"I've never bred with a hoomun female before," a strange voice said, using a voice synthesizer to form the sounds. "I have seen you all using 3 different holes. I must experiment."

A copulation appendage with bulbous ridges on it entered my mouth and pumped a few times. "Eeeuuww," I thought, "That tastes like ashes!" I was glad when it was removed. Next it poked its way into my pussy, and rubbed around for a couple of minutes. Finally it was forced into my ass hole, and it was a very tight, painful fit!

"Ahhh... thissss... issss... best! Verrry tight!" the creature said. He began pumping and I felt each and every bulbous ridge as he reamed my nether passage. Listening to the hoots and catcalls of the watching prisoners, I felt mortified! But I must admit, my ass had never felt such stimulation before. It was amazing! Suddenly I felt myself cumming! Purely from anal sex! I'd heard of something women called an 'analgasm' but I never knew that I could experience one! My muscles went into convulsions from the intense orgasm, much to the delight of my audience. And soon I felt the creature pump its ejaculate into my rectum!

I heard things like 'getting off on that ass fuck, bitch?', 'screw her butt harder', 'drive her into the floor', 'the bitch loves it' and other filthy comments. Strangely enough, the words triggered even more arousal, not shame. Then I remembered the story I'd been reading about the Princess being humiliated in that pillory, and admitted to myself that I'd found scenes like that exciting. And now I was in a true, real life humiliation scene, being used by these rough horny men... well, beings, anyway, since there were so many species here. And I was actually getting off on being their fuck puppet!

Since I was already prone, whoever was next mounted me like that, shoving his cock into my ravaged pussy. To top it off, he began licking and sucking at the nape of my neck as his hands reached under my torso to cup my tits. The combination of fucking and breast kneading actually felt rather good. As far as I was concerned, he came too soon and crawled off me.

The next guy was a humanoid-looking alien, but he flipped me onto my back, saying, "My females have their offspring-nourishing pips down near their genitalia. But I see yours are high up on your chest." He started fucking me, missionary style, braced on one arm, leaving his other arm free. It soon became obvious why. His free hand went to my breasts and started exploring them, as if fascinated by them. Of course my nipples began engorging as his hand stroked the sensitive skin. And my areolae crinkled and pebbled around the nipple, which invited his finger to explore that changing texture. "That thing sticking up is her nipple," another prisoner told him. "That's where her milk comes out to feed her offspring." And he laughed as I flushed scarlet. But the guy fucking me gripped my nipple and stretched my tit flesh as far upwards as it would go. I winced in pain and he immediately let go, which made my boob snap back down and wobble, causing a lot of raucous laughter around the room. Satisfied by his examination, the humanoid concentrated on driving his seed into my womb, making me groan and shiver.

The strangest creature that mated with me was a multi-tentacled Orduchi. He sort of slithered across the floor toward me, and I could not crawl away due to that damn control collar. When he reached me, he brought quite a few of his tentacles into action. One wrapped around my waist to anchor our bodies together. Two tentacles wrapped around and around the bases of my breasts, making them bulge upward obscenely, and the very tips of those tentacles tickled my nipples erotically. Another tentacle encircled my neck for stability as its tip started fucking my mouth. Two of his tentacles gripped my knees to spread my thighs open and tilt my pelvis toward my chest, exposing my pussy and butt hole to everyone in the room. Two small tentacles delicately pried open my pussy lips. Larger tentacles started fucking my ass and pussy. And tiny tentacles began fucking my pee hole, and diddling my clit!

I'd never been fucked so thoroughly! I immediately started cumming... and cumming. The guys watching must've never seen an Orduchi mating before, because they stood there slack jawed, even forgetting to make fun of my shuddering convulsing body. The Orduchi spurted something down my throat, and withdrew that tentacle as I swallowed. I also felt him spew some substance into my ass, and some liquid into my pee hole that made it tingle. But the biggest surprise was what he told everyone next. "When we mate, the tentacle that goes into the birth canal is a special one. We detach its tip inside the female, like this." At that point, he withdrew the remaining stub of that tentacle from my pussy. "But the deposited tip continues rippling and pulsating inside her."