"Number One, report."
"Many life forms, though one type seems to be causing the others to diminish. No life form of any significant intelligence, though one of the higher species seems trainable."
"Recommendations."
"This planet has abundant resources, though many have been polluted and used up. It is, however, still an ideal planet for colonization. There is abundant food, and, with a little work, the environment can be restored. It would make a fine addition to the empire, my lord.
"None of the species on earth are capable of successfully resisting us, my lord, but one species is capable of enormous destruction and has shown a great willingness to use those capabilities. Humans, as they are called, must be dealt with. Though far below us in intelligence, they are still trainable for use as common slaves."
"How do you propose to deal with them?"
"Somnogas."
"Ahhhh, yes, I see."
"This, of course, is only a first step. Once the gas is in the atmosphere our agents, who have already been put in place at key points in the human's communications systems, will begin the pacification process. This will take about three weeks to complete."
"And then...?"
"There will be some who are in remote areas and are not connected to any world wide communications network. Those humans will simply be eliminated."
"And the rest...?"
"Will serve only us."
"Tell me more about these humans."
"Their males are generally strong, physically, but easily manipulated by the females. They are bipeds, omnivores, have iron based blood, employ bisexual reproduction... Well, actually, if you added another 200 or so points to their intelligence quotient, they would be almost exactly like us. As it is, they are as far below us as their meat species "cows" are below them. Which brings up one more thing, my lord Dredd. Our research shows that in addition to being useful as pleasure-toys, their females can provide a rather tasty meal. Just look at the chemistry readouts."
Dredd's attention suddenly focused as he examined the display. "Incredible! These so-called 'endorphins' combine with some of their sex hormones for a nearly unmatched source of the Primary Regenerative Substance. We may have a very important discovery here." His enthusiasm suddenly tempered. "But why are they present in quantity in only one of the subjects you scanned?"
"A stroke of luck, my lord. That particular female attempted to resist the probe, and she was damaged a bit. It turns out this species only produces those enzymes in response to pain. A simple enough stimulus, now that we know to provide it."
The leader's smile returned. "Excellent! Have you collected any samples so that I may make my own appraisal?"
"It is being done, even as we speak."
"Your work pleases me. You may proceed." "Thank you, my lord." The aide produced a comm device and started issuing the fateful commands.
Krissy was a 19 year old college student at the University of Wisconsin. She had the classic good looks of her Scandinavian heritage -- milky skin, beautiful blonde hair. She was tall and very well formed. There was no lack of male admirers for her, but she was cautious and had committed to no one. Krissy was no virgin, but she wasn't a slut either. She was above average in intelligence, gracefully athletic, and very friendly. Only the best for Lord Dredd.
Krissy was walking down State Street after a noon meeting of her Mass Communications Law study group at Zorba's. It was a beautiful late Spring day and she was admiring the new leaves on the trees lining the pedestrian mall. She wasn't paying much attention to the people around her, which is why she didn't notice the two men who approached her from different directions. She registered their presence just about the same time that she heard a small 'poof' sound. There wasn't even time to scream. Her will was torn from her swiftly and completely. She was aware of her surroundings on one level, but she could do nothing except follow the orders now being whispered to her by a large, good looking man to her left.
"You will accompany us," was all he said. Her body obeyed, but her will was struggling to reassert itself. Krissy had always been mentally strong -- it was one of the things that made her a good athlete -- but she was no match for the alien's somnogas and she had taken a full dose. Fear rose within her as she tried to imagine what was happening. What she didn't know was that there was no way ANYONE could imagine what was about to take place.
The frightened young blonde was lead into the basement of the Lake Street parking ramp. The only person there rubbed his bloodshot eyes as he beheld the beautiful coed approaching him between the two men who looked like body guards.
"Hey, missy, got any spare change?"
She could not respond, though a ray of hope flickered for a moment when she spotted the derelict in their path. One of the two men holding her captive produced a small vial of somnogas which quickly pacified the ragged figure propped up against the back wall of the garage. He saw, but was not aware of the shimmering transporter effect which carried the three figures to someplace he would never go.
Krissy didn't remember falling asleep, but she must have because she found herself waking up in a strange room. She was stringently restrained on some sort of horizontally mounted X-frame, as she discovered when she tried to move. Her clothing had been taken from her, leaving her naked, vulnerable, and alone. She was strong, but panic hovered on the edge of her mind, and a small tear began to form in the corner of each eye. Her breathing was rapid and she could hear her blood pounding in her ears. There were no other sounds in the room except the quiet whisper of what she took for ventilation. The lighting was dim.
Krissy soon became aware of something that profoundly disturbed her in an even deeper way -- she was beginning to feel the early stages of sexual excitement. Once, during a particularly passionate affair, she had allowed her boyfriend to tie her up for sex. The experience had been very powerful, though not repeated. Now, as she lay in her restraints, those memories resurfaced and she felt her body start to respond. Her nipples had been hard and erect for some time -- but she had attributed that to the coolness of the room. Now, however, she began to feel the rest of her body attain sexual heat. Her pussy was tingling, the inner lips of her sex swelling with an influx of blood, and her natural lubricant had begun to flow.
Questions raced through her mind. How did I get here? Where am I? Who is doing this to me? What will happen next? Why am I feeling so turned on? She tried to sort through her questions and fears. She had no information to go on and so it seemed wisest to the more rational part of her brain for her to try to relax and wait for something to provide more information. What she did not know was that she was spending her last remaining hours of life waiting to become a culinary experiment for alien invaders.
"This way, my lord, we have a specimen ready for your inspection," Number One said as he lead Lord Dredd into the dimly lit examining room. He passed his hand over a wall panel and suddenly a very intense light came on, focused on the naked girl securely bound to the examining table.
"Ahhh, so this is what human females look like. Why, they look just like us. Apparently not as evolved mentally though, eh?"
"Yes, my lord. Our scientists calculate that it will take this species, left to their own devices, another 20 centuries to evolve to anything even approaching our mental level. Of course, now that we are going to control their development, such evolutionary progress will be controlled so that there is no danger of them ever competing with us."
Krissy heard all this, but did not understand any of it. The aliens were speaking in their own language now, and there was no way for her to interpret what was being said. She began to think that she was simply having some sort of nightmare and that in a few moments her alarm clock would go off and she would wake up in her own bed. Who were these people? She couldn't see anything because of the bright light shining directly into her eyes, but she was listening carefully to see if there was any clue as to her whereabouts and any opportunity to escape her confinement. Her sexual excitement was mounting, and she had the fleeting thought that this was some sort of fraternity prank which would involve sex, and, perversely, this thought gave her some hope.
She felt something touch her (hands?) and her body involuntarily shivered in fear, disgust, and arousal. Into the light which bathed her came a surprisingly human looking hand which held some sort of device. It emitted a whirring, beeping sound which was vaguely irritating.
"You say that they can be consumed as food?" "Actually, sir, our advance scouts reported that the females of the species are quite tender, very tasty, and, well, you saw the chemical readouts."
"And how does one prepare them?"
"Ahh, now that's an excellent question. We're going to adopt a human method of cooking for this demonstration, called a barbeque."
"I'll look forward to it. Proceed with the preparations while I observe." "Yes, my lord."
The young blonde on the table had no way of understanding the aliens' language, so she had no clue as to what was happening. What she saw was a very human like figure approaching her with two large needles, each of which trailed a long tube. She could not move any part of her body, so stringent was her bondage. Nevertheless, she struggled anyway, every muscle straining to the breaking point as she strove to escape.
She had been securely bound to what amounted to a horizontal X-frame supported by a single metal post which rose from the floor. The alien with the needles was accompanied by an assistant who held a device which looked a lot like a flash light. The light was turned on and Krissy felt a strange tingling in her chest.
"I'll explain the procedure, my lord. We are about to exchange this specimen's blood for a new chemical mixture which will sustain her life for the time it will take to insert the impaling tube. Afterwards, it will remain in her body, absorbed by every cell, to heighten her senses acutely, particularly her ability to sense pain and pleasure. She will be able to feel everything we are doing to her, but will not be able to lose consciousness until the point of death. The chemical also has the effect, when heated, of tenderizing the meat while preserving natural juices, and neutralizing any bacteria she may be carrying which could be harmful to us."
"The instrument my assistant is holding will allow me to see inside the subject's chest so that I may place the intake and output tubes in their proper places. The subject will probably scream loudly when this is done, as it is quite painful."
Krissy saw the glow of the flashlight device and felt its warmth bathe her chest in contrast to the coolness of the room. Then she felt a prick as one of the needles penetrated her skin, followed by a deeper pain as it was swiftly shoved into her aorta. She groaned, but did not scream, yet. The prick and deeper pain were repeated as a second needle was inserted into a vein connected directly to her heart.
"One tube will draw her blood away while the other fills her with the new chemical. This will also make the next part of the process a little less messy, as all blood will have been removed."
Krissy felt a strange, unpleasant sensation in her chest -- indeed all over her trembling, naked body -- as she watched her life's blood pumped from her chest into one tube while another poured who knew what into her to replace it. All of her senses seemed to be heightened, particularly her sense of individual body parts. She was more aware of every inch of her skin than she had ever been before. She didn't know it but this was attributable to the chemical she was being filled with and would serve to make her eventual pain feel even worse.
In no time at all, every drop of her blood had been removed and the two tubes were taken out, leaving two small holes near her left breast. The deep sinking feeling in her stomach worsened when she noticed the sizable holes didn't bleed, but instead oozed a small amount of clear peach-colored fluid.
"Now, the preparations can begin, my lord, and the next step will employ the tools of ritual sacrifice, rather than more modern technology."
"A nice touch, Number One, you may proceed." "Thank you, my lord."
A long silvery object appeared in Krissy's field of view, its edge covered with abstract designs and indecipherable runes. Her strong optimism nearly managed to persuade her the thing was some sort of jewelry. The optimism was replaced by dread as the artifact came to rest against the soft, milky skin of her belly just above the line of her neatly trimmed pubic hair. And the dread turned to full-fledged horror as the alien blade sliced through her strangely unbleeding skin, causing a flash of searing pain which she felt in every cell of her body. She should have fainted, but could not -- the chemicals which controlled her nervous system denied her that escape and so she watched with growing terror as the alien hand wielding the knife swiftly opened her abdomen all the way to the bottom of her rib cage. Her scream was long and loud as she felt the blade pass through her flesh. The alien wielding the blade was very careful not to cut deeply enough to damage the internal organs.
Krissy watched in morbid shock, unable to believe she was still alive, as the alien drew another instrument, covered in metallic teeth and even larger than the first. He used it quickly open her chest, splitting her breast bone right down the middle. The pain was excruciating. She knew now that she was going to die, and this added to her horror. She was losing her mind, as coherent thought fled and the pain continued to mount. Her screams filled the room, reverberating off the walls in eerie echoes of terror.
Alien hands dipped into Krissy's opened body cavity and began to gently probe and rearrange things inside her. It was an amazingly clean operation -- no blood -- since the chemical injected into her body had been completely absorbed by her tissues, leaving nothing behind in her blood vessels. She caught sight of a long tube disappearing into her gaping abdomen, but couldn't make herself concentrate on what the inhuman doctor was doing with it.
Krissy had never felt pain like this before and she had to endure it while awake. Her mind had long ago fled into whatever protection it could find, but the pain was something from which she could not escape. Every organ in her body, except her brain, had been handled. Even though the handling had been careful, internal organs were not meant to be handled at all, and the operation had proceeded without any pain blocking medications. Each touch of her innards produced new and more horrified screams. Had she not been securely strapped to the frame, she would have torn herself to pieces, so great was her distress.
"Good. Put her organs back in place and close." A final check of the work, and they pulled the sections of her divided torso back together. Another flashlight shaped device emitted a low hum and a violet colored light. Her sternum was fused together, and, as if by magic, the long cut which had been made from her belly to her neck was completely closed without a mark left behind to show that she had ever been cut.The two needle-ended tubes were brought back and her blood was pumped back into her system. An electrode sent a shock to her heart, which once again started beating. Krissy felt a very weird sensation as she could literally feel her blood re-entering her body and flowing to her extremities.
"Marvelous. She looks as though she had never been touched. Number One, you are indeed an artist as well as an able assistant. You shall have the first taste at the great feast tonight and sit at my right hand."
"My, Lord Dredd, you honor me, but, forgive me, the first taste is always reserved for your Supremeness, is it not?"
"True, and if so, then I may give it to whomever it pleases me, may I not? Come, come, Number One, this false modesty does you no credit. It will be as I command."
"To hear is to obey, my lord."
Krissy's mind was spinning with shock. She should not be alive, yet here she was, still feeling the pain of having been, essentially, bled to death and then brought back to life. She was still tied to the X-frame examining table and she could sense all of her limbs. Curiously, she tested her voluntary muscles, flexing various groups to see which ones were still connected. They all seemed to work. Her body was tired. New sensations flooded it. She was in pain, yet in the back of her mind, some part of her took pleasure in this pain which had been delivered in ways completely beyond either her control or comprehension. She knew that her pussy lips were swollen and slick with lubricant, her nipples hard with desire. Her own body betrayed her mind, which was in shock. She was going to be killed here -- she knew this somehow -- yet her body was taking pleasure in its abuse. Her screams had tapered off to low moans as her body absorbed the pain and turned it into something else.
There were five alien males in the room in addition to Lord Dredd and they all began to remove their clothing. If Krissy's bondage and the bright lights had not prevented her from seeing, she would have been amazed at the sight of the naked alien men. For one thing, they looked exactly like human men. But there was one important difference. Each of these men were incredibly well endowed sexually. The smallest cock in the group was about 10 inches long, the largest around 14, and they were all very thick. Their balls were also oversized, compared to human males.
Krissy could hear the rustle of clothing but could not tell what was happening. She could not move her head more than an inch in any direction due to a restraining halter which was firmly attached to the frame upon which she was bound. Her long blonde hair had been treated with something surprisingly like an oily mousse, and then braided. A strong wire had been intertwined in the braid and attached to a d-ring. Krissy's braid was pulled down, pulling her head back to nearly a 90 degree angle to the rest of her body. Her hair was pulled just tight enough to be painful and to make breathing a little uncomfortable. A flat support with a notch for her neck was pulled out and placed against the back of her neck. Overall the combination had the effect of making a straight line from her mouth to her crotch. The other effect was to increase Krissy's arousal, something which both disgusted and pleased her at the same time.
Now she was looking at an upside down world, and since the lights were no longer shining in her eyes, she had a better view of her surroundings. The room apparently had no other fixtures than the one upon which she was bound. But that wasn't something that she noticed right away. First, she spotted what appeared to her to be a man. Not an ordinary man though. This one had the biggest cock she'd ever seen, and it was starting to stiffen as he walked toward her head. By the time it touched her lips, the alien cock was a full 11 inches in length and at least an inch and a half thick.
Krissy fought her inexplicable arousal, clenching her jaw tight. Not unprepared, the alien withdrew a three-inch copper needle from his belt and reached over to her right breast. He pressed the tip of the thick needle against her nipple, watching a small drop of blood well up. Then, without hesitation, he plunged it deep into her breast. Krissy screamed anew at the incredible pain, managing to forget for a moment even the pain of her recent surgery. Before she could close her mouth, the head of the alien cock was inside it.
Ignoring her futile attempts to dislodge him, the alien lieutenant thrust into her mouth, enjoying the way her face looked as her pretty mouth strained around the foreign flesh. Something about the alien taste affected her strangely. Her control started to crumble, victim to the tricks of her captors' chemistry.
Her heightened senses were evident as she clearly felt every ridge, every bulging vein of that pulsing, throbbing cock stretching her overworked oral cavity. She felt incredible heat coming from the alien prick and some more abstract part of her brain wondered about their metabolism. She felt the thick coronal ridge press into her throat, ignoring the gasping, and gagging it was causing. She thought she might black out from lack of oxygen, and at the same time she felt herself becoming more and more aroused by her predicament. Her face was red from shame and from her exertions. Her whole body jerked and thrashed against the bonds as she tried to reject the massive prong being shoved down her dainty throat.
She'd never taken a cock anywhere near this large before. As the well- endowed man pushed further she began to gag, choking around the girth being forced into the back of her mouth. She could do nothing to stop the slow, steady progress of the invading shaft and her gagging continued, to the amusement of the men surrounding her.
"Look at the convulsions," one of them laughed. Number One whispered to the alien busy with asphyxiating the girl, "Careful, Number Three. Lord Dredd will want to kill this meal himself, and you know what happened to the last person who spoiled his fun."
"Yes, Number One," Number Three replied, suddenly sober. He pulled back a bit, allowing the twitching blonde to gasp for air through her nose.
He did not pull all the way out, however, and soon the head of his cock was once again pressing against the back of Krissy's throat -- this time only for a moment -- and then he withdrew a little.
The cock felt good in Krissy's mouth and she began to respond to the feeling. She could not move her head one inch, so stringent was her bondage, but she had free use of her lips and tongue and she made the most of it, tasting the copious discharge of pre-cum flowing from the big dick planted in her face, and she also began to notice that she did not gag each time the cockhead reached her throat. Her strange lover noticed this too, and began to feed her more on each stroke. Then, gradually at first but then with more speed, he began to push the entire length into her wide stretched face. Krissy was going wild with lust now as the combination of the bondage and the huge cock sinking into her clasping, gasping throat began to really affect her.
Meanwhile, another of the aliens was moving up between the young blonde's wide spread legs. He held his hugely erect dick in his right hand. His was 13 inches long and two inches thick with a huge purple head. He seemed to be closely examining her cunt, as though seeing it for the first time. The view was spectacular. Krissy had a much bigger than average cunt. Her labia majora made a significant bulge in even the most modest of swimsuits, which tended to keep the young coed off all but the most private beaches. Now, in an advanced state of excitement, the size of her sex was even more pronounced as the inner lips were almost rigidly swollen with arousal and her pussy cream ran freely.
"You did not tell me she was so well endowed, Number One." "It was not reported to me that she was, my lord, I have no information on how widespread a female sex organ of this size may be in the general population, sir. Perhaps we should spare this one for breeding purposes."
"Hmmm, I don't know. In such a large population, she is surely not unique. And the banquet is planned already. We will proceed. Those lips will certainly be a delicacy at my table, though." Lord Dredd said with a gleaming eye and wicked grin.
INVASION, part 2
"As you wish, my lord."
"Quite right. Well, I think you and your men here can have some serious fun with our banquet entree. She is VERY special, I must say. Look at how she drools on Number Three's cock, and how her sex opens and closes as if inviting a lusty invader. I've a mind to plumb her depths myself -- but of course that would end all the fun for her, and you I might add," he finished with a chuckle. "Well, I'll leave you to your fun now. I will join you at the banquet site later.
"To hear is to obey, Lord Dredd."
Number one swiftly went to a communications outlet on one of the walls and spoke into it for a few moments. Another girl would disappear from Earth tonight, in fact, several would never be seen again, he thought to himself as he walked back to where the bound blonde was still working on her first alien cock. The other aliens were standing around her gently stroking their own large dicks, waiting for their orders or their turn, which ever came first.
"Let's play with our food," said Number One in a quiet voice, a wicked grin spreading across his alien features.
Immediately the remaining aliens moved close to Krissy's bound form and each began to stroke a different part of her now very excited body. Her breasts, belly, thighs, and her cunt began to receive gentle caresses and strokes from four pairs of hands. Then, on a cue from the leader, each hand drew back and gave the previously stroked body part a resounding SLAP, followed by more stroking.
Krissy's whole body jerked in pain as she was struck by eight hands at once. But the cock fucking her face did not go away and she was not allowed to dwell on her pain as the gentle stroking took over once more. The pace of her face fucking picked up and she could tell that the cock invading her gullet was nearing climax. The heavy balls were striking her nose and forehead on each stroke as her oral rapist slammed his entire length to the limit in her hungry gullet.
She moaned as a hand sought the tender folds of her sex and began to stroke her slickened flesh. She tensed as the hand was withdrawn and then she screamed around the cock filling her mouth as the hand returned with a resounding SLAP right on her pussy. The scream was cut short as the thick alien member was again buried in her throat. The hand was at her pussy again, caressing her clit and pussy lips as gently as before and again withdrawing before Krissy could cum and returning to sharply slap her most private area. The cock invading her face began to jerk as it slid home and she suddenly felt a strong burning sensation, not unlike a very bad case of heartburn, in her chest. He was cumming, she thought, trying to hold her breath until his cock would withdraw --but it did not withdraw, it simply kept jerking, spitting a huge load of burning alien cum directly into her esophagus. The other hands were still caressing and slapping all over her body and her desire was building to an explosion.
At last the big cock splitting her jaws moved back enough for her to catch a quick breath between spurts of thick, hot, goo which continued to pour forth from the throbbing member. She sucked hard to get as much as she could. Again it was buried in her oral cavity and the cum continued to run directly into her stomach. There was so much that she was actually beginning to feel full of the burning liquid. The combination of pain and pleasure she was receiving was being heightened by the effects of the alien jism on her system. Soon, had she been allowed to live long enough, she would crave this liquid like a heroin addict craves a fix. She would crave it so much that she would do anything for it, even helping to perform the most horrible tortures on her own girlfriends. Such would be the fate of other earth women kidnapped by the minions of Lord Dredd.
Right now, though, all she knew was that she was right on the edge of the biggest orgasm of her entire life. The aliens knew this too, and were not going to let her cum yet.
The huge alien cock began to shrink and was withdrawn, the last burning droplets of jizz falling on Krissy's upturned face. Another replaced it, and soon, the young blonde found herself orally impaled again. This time, she devoured the cock hungrily, seeking more of that out of this world elixir contained in the massive balls which slapped up against her nose on each in stroke.
She was being touched nowhere now except for the cock repeatedly burying itself in her throat. The hands were withdrawn for the moment. Then she felt it. One of the aliens was going to fuck her. She could not move her head to see which one it was, but the glimpses she had gotten earlier reminded her that she was about to receive a fucking from the biggest cock she had ever taken.
The massive head made contact with her wide-spread pussy lips; lips which seemed to reach out to try and suck in the enormous purple dickhead resting there. Precum oozed thickly from the slit of that huge cock, dribbling down onto the already slippery folds of Krissy's lust engorged cunt. All of that lubrication would be necessary, because the instrument assaulting her was a full twelve inches long and VERY thick.
She heard machinery whine and felt her body's position changing. Her legs were spreading wider and being pulled up and back. The straps which held her to the X-frame prevented any movement of her back (her torso and abdomen needed to remain stable because of the tube which had been inserted earlier) so that her hips were simply being rotated to an impossible angle. She felt the joints giving way as her knees were pushed further back and apart. She heard the sudden pop as both hips were suddenly dislocated, and immediately she felt incredible pain. She screamed around the cock in her mouth, which made the aliens laugh and comment to one another in their incomprehensible language.
Her legs were lifted and spread at an impossible angle, her pussy and asshole literally pulled open so that both openings gaped obscenely, the evidence of Krissy's arousal overflowing to puddle on the floor beneath the X- frame. The cock pushed between those spread lips and began pushing deep inside the bound blonde. With each stroke, her tortured hips flared with red agony. Once again, mixed pain and pleasure signals were being sent to her fevered brain. The chemicals which kept her alive heightened her pain and pleasure receptors alike so that she felt everything much more acutely than she normally would have. Her brain continued to manufacture endorphins, adding to the conflagration of sensation.
She soon felt a huge pair of balls resting against the widely split crease of her ass as her cunt was completely impaled on the alien cock. Now she was being worked from both ends and her two alien rapists were synchronized their strokes. She felt as if the two cocks were somehow connected, so that not just her pussy or mouth were being fucked, but her whole body. Pleasure overcame the pain of her dislocated hips as the huge organs plunged repeatedly into her mouth and pussy.
The alien fucking her cunt leaned over and began to chew on her turgid nipples, biting hard and causing a new blast of pain/pleasure to rocket into the convulsing blonde's brain.
"Careful...," said Number One, "no fair nibbling before the banquet." This comment brought yet another chorus of laughter from Krissy's attackers, but it also made the one biting her tits stop. He settled for using his hands to twist her nipples back and forth, sending bolts of pleasure streaking through Krissy's body. Another hand reached to the top of her cunt and pinched her hugely engorged clitoris...pinched it hard.
Fireworks went off in her brain, and her voice produced a shriek of pleasure which would have filled the room, had it not been for the fact that her mouth was full of cock. The most massive orgasm of her entire life had begun. Her insides convulsed around the giant dick in her cunt, and she felt it begin to spurt its boiling jism straight into what was left of her sex. At the same time, the cock ravaging her throat also began to pulse, and she was once again filled from the top with another load of cum. Both pricks were quickly replaced, and her orgasm continued unabated until they too had dropped their loads into her well stuffed body.
The pricks slithered wetly from her mouth and cunt. She was re-arranged on the frame. Her hips were repositioned, causing her to scream in agony once again.
"Look at the swelling around the hips, Number One. Do you think his Lordship will appreciate this development?"
"Hmmm. I see. Well, repair this too. Must have her looking pretty for thebanquet, eh?"
"Yes, Number One. To hear is to obey."
The same device which had been used to seal her recent incision was used to repair the damaged joints. None of the aliens seemed to take any notice of her renewed screaming, least of all the "doctor." When it was over, Krissy began to realize that medical technology was not necessarily a "humanitarian" development.
At last, her tormentors left, each of them taking a last look at Krissy's form. Big drops of cum flowed from her wide spread cunt lips to land with a loud 'plop' on the floor. Her face was covered in the alien spoo which she had not been able to keep in her mouth. She didn't know it, but she looked good enough to eat.
Soon, more aliens came and she was taken, still attached to the frame, to another place, some sort of pavilion. It was warmer there and the smell of wood smoke filled the air. A number of aliens clustered around a large barbeque pit. One of them was holding a six-foot long shaft, pointed at one end. Another was laying out several, much smaller, barbed pieces of metal. As she watched, a third approached with a bucket of some brown sticky goo. They dipped the long shaft point-first into the bucket, then held it point-up and let the stuff slide down the first few feet.
Something in the back of Krissy's mind knew what was happening, but it was so horrific she couldn't accept it. She merely watched in morbid fascination as they approached her with the sharp pole. As they approached, the aliens carrying the frame she was bound to set it on a number of upright supports and backed away, smiling as they watched the terrified blonde struggle helplessly, suspended horizontally three feet off the ground.
Lord Dredd re-entered her field of view, appraising her situation with a careful smile. "I see the preparations are ready. Very good. Now, if you would allow me the honor?" It wasn't a question, and the alien holding the pole handed it over with just a trace of reluctance, licking some of the brown fluid off his hand.
Dredd dipped the tip of the shaft once more into the bucket, and pulled it out, now coated in a thick brown layer. He approached Krissy and shocked her by talking directly to her, the first time anyone had done so in hours. "This is going to hurt a little." He laughed uproariously, then lowered the pole until its sharpened point touched Krissy's tingling pussy.
She could feel the coldness of the steel, sense its dangerous sharpness against her defenseless pussy, feel the thick brown liquid drip between her lips. To her shame, she was already wet; the sheer terror of her situation excited her in ways she couldn't understand. She held her breath against the unthinkable... and then it began to happen.
Dredd parted Krissy's enormous labia with the giant spike and began probing the girl's cunt. He moved gently at first so as not to accidentally damage her large juicy outer lips. He chuckled at the ease with which the steel slid into her, not even needing a second application of the sauce. He played with her, pushing it in just a few inches, then retreating, over and over, and Krissy found herself imagining she was being fucked by the hardest, coldest cock she'd ever taken. The strokes became longer, more insistent, and she was soon brought back to reality the first time she felt the sharp point touch dangerously against her cervix.
"What kind of useless data are you fools providing me?" complained Dredd as he penetrated nearly a foot into the girl with barely a sign of resistance. "I thought she'd be bleeding heavily by now!" The aliens didn't seem too concerned with the protest, as they stared at the unfolding scene. Two of them were rubbing their cocks in anticipation of what lay ahead.
Whether from anger or impatience, Lord Dredd decided the easy part was over. He pulled back on the shaft until only its sharpest tip held Krissy's lips apart a scant few millimeters. The girl writhed and bucked her hips in frustration, her body betraying its fatal lust. The alien leader grinned and began to thrust the steel pole once more between her silky legs. Krissy began to moan, struggling now to force herself towards the spike, taking it into her aching pussy. She felt the satisfying feeling of the thick shaft filling her cunt and pressed down harder. Soon she felt the sharp pain again, but this time it didn't relent. Her moans quickly turned into screams as the monstrous phallus forced its cruel way through her cervix. The pain mixed with the unbearable pleasure (as well as some alien chemicals in the sauce), and Krissy's body exploded with the most violent orgasm she'd ever experienced.
Dredd felt the resistance increase suddenly as he reached the normal limit of Krissy's cunt. He pumped the pole viciously in and out of the savaged pussy, visualizing the damage that was being done, but thinking it irrelevant since this slut would never take another cock there again. On the sixth stroke, dark blood began to add itself to the mixture of sauce and pussy juice; the aroma was irresistible, and he felt his cock begin to swell. On the next stroke, the resistance suddenly disappeared. He plunged in deeper than ever before, burying the steel a good 18" into the girl. This served to rouse her from the whimpering aftershocks of her orgasm, and Krissy's eyes forced themselves open as she desperately tried to bend her neck far enough to see what was happening to her.
As she regained some of her senses, Krissy couldn't believe what she saw... or that she wasn't dead yet. She felt the burning pain as she watched the spear thrust through her womb, but somehow it didn't feel like she was dying. Maybe... and then her reasoning was interrupted as Dredd began thrusting once more, the full width of the inch and a half thick pole stretching her pussy so hard that every stroke rubbed her clit against the cold steel. It was unbearable, it was hideous, and yet it was the most erotic thing she had ever felt.
Dredd worked hard but carefully, making sure not to thrust the sharp spike through the sides of the impaling-tube that had been implanted before. It wouldn't do to rupture one of her organs, bringing the whole experiment to an untimely conclusion. Dredd took pride in his work, and the heady scent that was leaking from the girl's ruptured cunt was unbelievable. He knew he had to bring her to at least one more orgasm, to add even more of her delicious juices to the sauce in which she would be cooked.
As the pole dug deeper into her body, Krissy lost touch with reality. She was with a lover... being fucked by a giant black stallion... impaling herself on the chrome stickshift of her boyfriend's Corvette while he took a turn at 90. That incredible stroking, that undeniable burning in her cunt... that was God making love to her. The thought that she was soon to be the prize entree at an alien banquet couldn't have been further from her mind.
Dredd could tell he was getting near the end of the impaling-tube now by the resistance that was building once more. He shoved the spike into her with great bloody strokes now, and gestured for his aides. After a moment's pause, three of them walked over by her head. One, the lieutenant who was originally to do the impaling, dared speak up. "Lord Dredd, it seems a shame that this delicacy is about to expire without her skills being tested one last time. I would beg an indulgence." Dredd was in a good mood, rather stimulated himself by the way the girl thrashed against her bonds, her heavy breasts swaying in time to her impalement. He consented.
The lieutenant thanked his ancestors for the great luck this expedition was meeting, and lost no time in pressing his huge cock against Krissy's lips. As he moved closer to Krissy, her strange lust overwhelmed her. She instinctively opened her mouth to receive it, her salivary glands working overtime. He gave her just the head at first, which she eagerly scrubbed with her tongue and massaged with her full red lips.
Like most of Dredd's men, he was dangerously-well endowed, and he watched in amusement as his third push made her adam's apple bob. Unlike most of Dredd's men, his endurance was short enough to be the butt of whispered jokes. He felt himself losing control as Krissy, her growing lack of breath helping her once more surrender to her final passion, sucked on his cock like she was trying to breathe through it. Dredd couldn't stand the thought of one of his men so easily bested by a mere human lump of meat, no matter how shapely, and he began to thrust his own deadly phallus once more.
It happened almost simultaneously. The lieutenant forced the entire length of his cock down the doomed girl's throat, Dredd shoved hard, and the spear ruptured the base of Krissy's esophagus, meeting the head of the over-eager prick. The lieutenant came violently and withdrew, flooding Krissy's throat with vast amounts of alien blood and cum. The shock of it all was too much for her, and she lost herself in an orgasm that dwarfed all previous ones.
Dredd smiled as the lieutenant grabbed his wounded organ and ran from the scene, chased by Krissy's almost inhuman screams. He turned back and gestured for the two remaining aliens to force the blonde's head into the final position. Strong hands rushed to comply, holding her head back and down to properly position it for the last portion of her impalement. One last shove, and she was impaled, thoroughly and completely. She tasted bitter steel in her mouth, mixed with the metallic tang of her own blood, and the spicy sweetness of the brown sauce that coated the pole. Blood flowed from her pussy and lips, and she reeked of her own sex and that of the aliens. Yet she was still alive. For a little while longer.
She coughed, or tried to, and gagged around the impaling spike, desperately trying to draw breath through her nose. She was able to breath, somewhat, enough to maintain what she thought of as life for a little longer, though her death had been a certainty to her for some time now.
The alien leader toyed with his beautiful prize, running his hands over the tender curves of her body, then without warning twisting the pole that impaled her. The friction ran from Krissy's tortured cunt, through the center of her body, and sent her over the edge into yet another series of shuddering orgasms. While she twisted around the shaft, one of the aliens took the U- shaped barb ended devices and began to slide one of them up along the pole from beyond her feet. With a fast, strong, shove the two sharp pronged barbed ends penetrated deep into the flesh of her ass and the set bolt was quickly tightened to prevent the collar from slipping. Krissy was barely conscious, and could see none of this, but she felt the sharp pain as the double impalement took place. Her muffled scream of pain confirmed that she was still alive, much to the amusement of the aliens assembled for the feast.
She did see it coming on the other end, however, as another alien took a similar device and slid its collar up the shaft from the pointed end. This one was designed a little differently. The prongs were much longer and spread farther apart. The two points penetrated her body on the upper chest at the top of her breasts. Once again the pain was sharp and severe as she was skewered anew from the top. The collar was quickly secured, its cold metal pressing against her widestretched lips.
Now, her legs were removed from their restraints and she attempted to kick at her captors, which only made them laugh and speak to one another in their weird sounding language. "See how she struggles? This one will be good eating, I tell you. Our agents have chosen well." said one of the aliens.
She was too weak to resist them and she soon found her legs tightly bound together around the shaft which impaled her. Likewise her hands were removed from their restraints and similarly secured above her head, one on each side of the shaft.
Now her torso was unstrapped from the X-frame and she was lifted -- the shaft used as a carrying pole -- and taken to the next stop on her terrible journey. The incredible tension that ran through her body with each step made her try to scream around the steel gag that transfixed her, but of course very little sound resulted. If it had, it would have doubled as she approached her final destination.
"Is the fire ready?"
"Yes, more than ready. Place the ends of the shaft in their notches and let the cooking begin."
She felt the heat at once as her impaled body was positioned over the fire pit, and her body attempted with absolute futility to arch itself away from the source. She trembled in pain and fear, and her legs and arms twitched, all of which seemed to amuse the watchers assembled around the fire pit. Amid her blinding pain she thought the scene looked like a picnic. Then she felt her body begin to rotate as the shaft inside her was turned. The prongs in her ass and her tits tore cruelly at her with each revolution. Her right side and then her front were, in turn, treated to their own introduction to the searing heat of the red hot coals just below her. Her pubic hair and her eyebrows were swiftly singed from her body by the overwhelming heat of the fire pit. The only hair that survived was her blonde braid, protected by an earlier treatment.
Amazingly, she was still alive, though in unbelievable pain. She thought of her Sunday school lessons and how her old teacher had told her that if she didn't get born again she would wind up burning in hell. For a moment, she surmised that this was indeed what had happened. This was her eternal punishment, she was being burned alive. As the once-cold pole slowly heated up and began to cook her pussy from the inside, she decided she was being punished for her sinful ways.
As the heat took hold, Krissy's body began to jerk and thrash against the bonds. It was obvious she was struggling to get away from the tremendous heat which bathed her entire form. There was much more to it, however. The burning produced a pain of incredible depth for the roasted blonde and produced a conflagration of endorphins, the effect of which was amplified by the alien chemicals. This combination, plus the sexual stimulation she had received during her impalement, caused Krissy to go into a series of extremely powerful climaxes -- which would only end when the chemicals controlling her responses were finally burned out of her brain.
Krissy continued to rotate slowly over the hot, hot coals, jerking and struggling in her combination of agony and ecstasy. She was robbed of sight as her eyelids were cooked away and then her eyeballs dried up and ceased to function. Soon her outer skin was browned beyond the deepest tan she'd ever gotten, and still the chemical which had temporarily replaced her blood kept her tortured brain functioning. She could hear them talking, but could not tell what they were saying. Occasionally one would poke her with a large meat fork, leaving puckered dimples in her thighs, her tits, her ass. She had also felt someone take what felt like a brush and begin to paint on some more of the goo they'd covered the pole with. It was almost soothing. "Barbeque sauce?" was her last conscious thought. The process had taken some time -- something for which Krissy had no reference point -- but the aliens were patiently amused by watching the beautiful blonde slowly revolve over the fire.
Her body's fluids began to boil to the surface of her skin to drip, hissing, into the glowing coals beneath. Cracks began to appear in the previously flawless skin. As she cooked, her crotch began to split open around the impaling shaft, making it appear as if her cunt had stretched from the top of her pubic mound to the very end of the crack between her luscious buttocks. Likewise, the ligatures holding her jaw in place fell apart. Her mouth hung obscenely open, her tongue swollen far beyond its normal size.
Krissy's ample breasts swelled a little larger each time they swung close to the flames, the browning skin stretching to its limit. Her blackened nipples finally surrendered to the intense heat and tension, splitting open to drip steaming juices into the coals just inches away. Dredd's mouth was watering at the sight. "How long will this take, Number One?"
"A little while yet, sir," Number One held a whirring, beeping device near Krissy's head. "Most brain activity has ceased, which is a sign that the internal temperature of the meat is nearing the optimum for flavor and texture. The key is not to overcook or undercook. But the extremities should be ready."
Lord Dredd took a long, sharp, knife and sliced off the end of one of Krissy's tits, causing her body to jerk one last time as it continued to rotate over the deadly heat. He offered this morsel to Number One, who gladly accepted it.
"Thank you, my lord Dredd," he said, bowing his head as he pronounced the word that would seal Earth's fate.
"Delicious."
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