"She's ovulating," she could hear a man say. The blindfold had obviously made her other senses sharpen as she heard every word of the low murmur. Since being captured and tied up, she had been constantly on alert to find out what they wanted with her. So far, only male voices had been heard, but she still hadn't figured out why they had kidnapped her from her small village.
"All the tests are conclusive," the man continued. "She can be our only means to survival. But that means we'll have to start soon. She's ready to be taken."
"Okay," another replied. "Take her to the bed."
What? A bed? Her panic rose. What was going on here? Immediately some unknown hands grabbed her and carried her from the room. She tried to scream, but the gag reduced the sound to mere grunts as she accompanied the treatment by trying to hit the man carrying her.
"Shit, remember to sedate her, will you?" the first man shouted. A sharp pain was felt in her arm, and some sort of sedative was spreading through her veins. She instantly felt calmer, but she was still conscious. Only her muscles felt weaker and she had difficulty moving. She was again carried by a strong pair of arms before being lowered onto a soft surface. The bed, obviously.
Immediately, the bindings on her arms and legs were cut, but the freedom didn't last long. She was stretched out and tied spread-eagle before she even managed to blink. This is not good, she thought. Not good at all. She tried to protest, but only a weak moan was heard through the gag.
"You don't think the sedative will influence her ability to conceive?" one man asked. She blurrily registered the word
conceived
. Conceive what? she wondered. Maybe they were testing a new virus or something?
"No, this will work fine," the man replied. "Now, get to work!" he ordered.
Something cold and steel-like was felt against her throat and suddenly she heard a ripping sound and felt the cold air hit her naked chest. They were cutting off her clothes, she thought panicky.
"This is a nice one," a man said. "I want first piece."
"Wait in line." another said. "This one is mine." She felt him grab onto her shirt and ripping it off. Then the cold object was knifing through her trousers as well, and she felt the rest of the fabric being dragged away.
More hands were now reaching for her and running over her skin. A hand circled her breast before squeezing her left nipple. She shrugged before letting out a small moan. The touch had felt good despite her effort to remain unresponsive. The drug they had given her must be stronger than anything she had encountered before. How could she enjoy what these strangers were doing to her?
"She likes it," a voice said. "Turn her up some more before I start fucking her," he continued.
A mouth opened over her left nipple and started sucking greedily. She gasped as pleasure poured through her body and her chest felt as if on fire. Another mouth enveloped her other breast and started treating that the same way. She moaned again by the incredible feeling of her chest being sucked into the greedy mouths of her assailants.
How many were there? she wondered. And were they all going to rape her? Although, if they kept up pleasuring her it will probably not be rape at all, she thought. More hands were moving over her legs, and gently massaging her calves. A cold liquid was poured onto her stomach and she shivered as the liquid hit her naked skin. Practised hands helped massage the liquid all over her body, and the coldness was replaced by warmth as almost every portion of her body was attended to. She felt totally relaxed as every aching muscle of her body was attended to and the stroking was making her more comfortable to their touch. Who were these men? she wondered again and again as they quietly continued rubbing their hands all over her until she lost the concept of time.
Her body was starting to heat to their touch, and she felt a slight stirring in her lower regions. She anticipated someone touching her clit, but so far they had skilfully avoided to touch her directly where she wanted it the most. Her body was enjoying being cuddled in so many places at the same time. She tightened her muscles and raised her hips toward the hands so as to give them an idea about where to touch next. A little more, she thought. Just a little higher and she would be content.
A chuckle was heard and finally a hand moved toward her centre. The slow stroking upward her thigh was increasing the inner fire and she tightened her legs in anticipation. The gag was suddenly removed and a mouth closed onto hers and nibbled her lips. She could not contain a gasp and at once a tongue was moving inside and stroking the inside of her cheek. She moaned and returned the kiss with more fervour.
A hand had finally reached her clit, and was now stroking it carefully.
"Damn, she's wet already," someone said.
"Put your fingers inside of her and let's make her even wetter," another ordered. A finger moved toward her opening and the wetness allowed for easy access. It felt good to have something inside of her, but she was now requiring something larger. As if hearing her plea, another finger was inserted and then a third. The man moved them slowly in and out of her cunt, and a slurping sound was heard each time they were removed and then inserted again.
A zipper was heard. "I can't wait any longer," she heard one of them say. The hand in her cunt was removed again, and moved upwards to her clit, circling it and coating it with the liquid from her cunt. She protested the emptiness she felt inside, but was instantly relieved as something larger was touching her sex lips. A hairy thigh was felt against hers and she could feel someone joining her on the bed.
He positioned himself slowly, and lowered his shaft against her opening. She felt his warmth as she anticipated the feeling of fullness, of being stroked where she needed it the most. She spread her legs even further as she felt him come closer and starting to push inside of her welcoming warmth. He was definitely larger than the fingers and she could feel her cunt being stretched to accommodate him.
The satin feel of his organ was wonderful. Warm and smooth he continued moving inside of her. She gasped by the pleasure and suddenly realized her sounds were coming freely. The kisser had moved away for a while, but still the hands were massaging every vacant portion of her body. Someone went from sucking her breast to giving her small bites. The slight pain instantly drowned in the pleasure of the man starting sucking her nipple again.