The Rescue
(Last Revision: 29-Sep-96)
by Sharon Best
“Oh Shit!” Chris breathed anxiously to himself. He was shoehorned into a tiny hiding place in Martin’s Silverpond Travel Home while staring at a small TV screen; the mini-camera feeding it was mounted behind a hole in the ceiling of the RV. He had just seen and felt the huge Arion Prime male climbing back into the RV to join Martin and Sue. “This is really turning into a mess now!” he breathed to himself.
The events of this day had started with an early morning telephone call from Martin, informing him of an exotic food run that the R&R ship had requested. Chris had taken advantage of the opportunity to go along and observe the operation from the secret lead-lined compartment that Martin had built to hide him.
When he had started this mission, he had only a vague idea about gathering information so that he and Bo could perhaps steal a shuttle and fly up to the R&R ship to rescue the young men and women who had been kidnapped from Earth and taken there. They had been partying pretty heavily when they came up with this grand scheme and had clearly not thought through all the nuisances and complexities of doing such a thing.
Despite their planning, or the lack thereof, all bets were off when Xar climbed into the RV. Chris knew that there wasn’t much of a chance of stealing a shuttle from a powerful giant like him. Hell, he would easily be hundreds of times stronger than Chris, and Chris’ strength had already been enhanced!
Xar offered no greeting to Martin or Sue, instead he simply grabbed at Sue and began roughly groping her tits, her angry efforts to push him away having not the slightest effect on the powerful Prime. He just wrapped his arms around the slim woman and did as he pleased! Martin grimaced in silent rage as he saw Xar’s hands reaching down to grab his wife’s cute ass, his strong fingers callously tearing her denim jeans open as he began to fondle her right in front of him!
Sue tried to protest, but she only managed to bruise her arms as she pounded them on Xar’s steely shoulders and chest. All the while, the giant stared mockingly at Martin, daring him to intervene as he assaulted his wife. Martin’s face turned bright red as raging anger exploded through his body, knowing Xar would truly hurt his wife if he tried to intervene. He felt sickened once again as Xar spread his wife’s slim legs apart, lifting her body upward until he could slide between her outstretched legs, forcing her downward, the front of her jeans tearing open from the immense forces of his superhuman cock.
Sue felt a now familiar surge of pain and nausea as this unstoppable brute violently entered her! In the short time that the two of them had been under this Prime’s control, he had already raped her a dozen times. She couldn’t help but contrast this calloused and undeviating attack - hardly distinguishable at all from any of the previous ones she had endured from Xar - to the gentle and tender times she and Martin often shared together after their kids were asleep, and reflected that it was amazing that two such radically different activities could even share the same word: sex.
She resigned herself to her fate, her juices flowing copiously from his mindless ramming in and out of her. She was an Arion after all and her Beta genetics were programmed to respond without hesitation to a Prime like this. She knew that she’d better give the bastard a good show, not that she could prevent her treacherous body from doing that in any case. It just wouldn’t do for this strutting cockerel to discover he couldn’t conquer any woman he chose with simply that big phallus of his. He might get his feelings hurt, fly into a rage, and kill either her or Martin! No, she could wait a long time for an opportunity to get her revenge if she had to, but she WOULD have it someday! Especially now that she had such powerful friends!
She began to moan loudly and rain kisses all over his big ugly face, continuing to reflect on her situation while her body performed the tasks that were demanded of her. She knew that men usually had the advantage over women - except for those remarkable superwomen - in any contest of strength. But she knew she had hidden resources and strengths that most men could never reach, or even dream of!
Big as he was, she had secret places he could never penetrate. She was grateful for the time she had once spent as an aspiring actress, since she now used those talents to cry out helplessly and eagerly while thrusting her sex violently and repeatedly against his invading member. “Doesn’t take much acting ability to convince a pig like this,” she thought to herself! She now put her body into automatic pilot, listening to herself as if she was outside her body, listening as she continued to wail and hump with increasing passion against Xar. Little did he know that her mind was far away, drifted off to an imaginary hillside admiring the newly blooming daffodils. She’d probably come back for the orgasm. After all, she did have the genetics to enjoy it!
Martin could barely restrain himself as Xar stared coldly into his eyes, the implied threat he had once made still fresh in Martin’s mind, a threat to use the full strength of his amazing organ against his wife if Martin interfered. He knew not even she could survive that, she would probably wind up gutted like a fish, or at least Xar had boasted as much!
He was further sickened to see Sue’s body responding enthusiastically once again, no longer able to ignore her Arion Beta pre-conditioning or her birthright, her wild kisses suddenly covering Xar’s ugly scarred face as her body was filled and stimulated the way only a Prime could achieve. Her loud climax was fast in coming, and Xar came right behind her. The final force of his ejaculation exploding inside Sue was so powerful that she was propelled across the RV like a cork from a champagne bottle, her body collapsing into a tangled heap along the opposite wall. Xar continued to stare at Martin as he pulled his pants back up, daring him to react in any way, hoping he would give him an excuse to do his cute little wife again!
Despite Martin’s obvious anger, Xar actually liked this couple, at least as much as an Arion Prime liked anyone. Martin’s pretty wife was always so much fun to take like this, always so responsive, especially in front of her husband. Her uncontrolled enthusiasm always drove him wild as well, especially when Martin grew so red in the face while watching him do her, as a real man fucked his wife the way she obviously liked it!
Finally satisfied that he had restored his proper Alpha dominance in this little group, he ordered Martin to drive up the Feather River canyon.
As Martin began driving off, still extremely upset, he was astounded when his disheveled wife surreptitiously gave him a little reassuring wink as she staggered back to her feet, trying to pull the few remaining fragments of her torn clothing around her. What an amazingly resilient woman she was! But he also saw another look, one that he recognized very well, the one that told him that she would someday make Xar pay for his crimes!
*
Chris had watched it all from his secret compartment - the remote lipstick camera and microphone was focused so that he could see everything in the main compartment of the RV. He had been shocked and revolted, almost violently ill, while watching the huge Arion as he raped Sue, wishing he could stop him, but knowing that he had to stay hidden, that their real goal was to rescue a hundred women from the same fate.
Despite the anger he felt toward Xar for violating Sue the way he had, Chris had to admit that she had an extremely nice body for a 40 year old. She had mentioned having worked as a swimsuit model until only a couple of years ago. Her slim, strong body showed the benefits of having worked out a LOT. Of course, being an Arion Beta didn’t hurt either, her strength and muscle tone were easily several times greater than the strongest Terran woman. In fact even today, she could probably pass for a fitness model in her mid-twenties, especially her legs!
Meanwhile, Xar was enjoying staring at Sue’s almost nude body until finally, after giving an evil look to Martin, he grabbed Sue’s hair and had her bend down on her knees and pleasure him continuously as Martin drove. Chris’ blood ran cold when Xar started to brag about how they intended to turn any women they captured over to his mistress, who he said was named Sh’Lyra. From the way Xar talked about her, she sounded to Chris more like a Dominitrix, than an Arion commander!
Laughing, he told Martin about Sh’Lyra’s Orgone and sex obedience training, describing how two recently captured blonde Velorians were going through that training right now. One of them, a Velorian Protector named Aurora, was training under the direct supervision of Sh’Lyra herself!
Chris’ legs grew weak when he heard that, his startled gasp so loud that it would have been heard if the RV hadn’t been roaring down the highway. He had been silently fearing for the last two weeks that Aurora had been killed in that horrific nuclear burst! But now he knew for certain that she was at least alive, if still in dire straits. At the same time, he had no idea who the younger Velorian might be. A wild irrational hope filled him as he realized that the only other Velorian he knew of was Kara. Despite the direct evidence of her death back in that mall, could she really still be alive; was her death all an elaborate trick?! Uncomfortable in his cramped hiding place, and still feeling the effects of too much alcohol the previous night, this thought became paramount in Chris’ head and he completely missed the obvious answer--the unknown Velorian was the young blonde girl who had helped the Arion named Kirrin subdue Aurora in LA, and who was last seen helping Kirrin take the unconscious Aurora into the Nevada desert!
*
Chris sat in his tiny compartment, a vision of Kara’s lovely face still clear in his mind, convinced that she was who this second Velorian woman must be. In the meantime, Martin drove rapidly down the main highway until Xar directed him to turn off the main road, pointing the way up a long winding mountain offshoot, finally telling him to stop the RV near a huge dam complex. Ordering Martin and Sue to stay put until he returned, he opened the door and began striding purposely off toward a dimly lighted entrance into the dam complex.
After Xar left, Chris used the intercom to tell Martin and Sue about the new plan he had made. He felt terrible as he watched Sue’s face, her brazen and steely-eyed look making Chris uncomfortable, and she didn’t even try to maintain her modesty in front of Chris now. Yet the silent anger and resolve he saw in her eyes almost made him feel sorry for Xar: this woman was going to get her revenge somehow!
Minutes slowly stretched into an hour as they all waited for Xar’s return, their eyes finally seeing a flurry of activity occurring across the river when something suddenly began happening at the dam. Less than twenty minutes later they saw Xar returning carrying two limp bundles that gradually became recognizable as women. While Chris wondered who the black-haired woman was, he instantly recognized Laura! One of the three greatest loves of his life! Biting his lip, he stared at the tiny TV screen as the half nude and bound form of Laura was tossed carelessly into a corner of the RV.
Meanwhile, Xar tore off the heavy metal post holding the RV’s table in place and began working the metal like modeling clay in his strong hands, finally forming crude wrist manacles. The restraints, Chris saw, were for the dark-haired woman. Xar bound her arms behind her, twisted steel joining the gold bracelets she already wore. Laura’s arms remained bound with a thin golden rope that almost seemed to glow with its own light.
Both women eventually began stirring, Laura first, as Xar pulled them together and began to grapple with their breasts. Fingering the special gun he had brought with him in case anything went wrong, Chris watched silently as first Laura and then Diana became fully aware of Xar’s actions.
*
Laura’s head hurt, the sensation competing for her attention with the very out of place feeling of pleasure that was starting to course though her. She was startled when she woke up enough to realize that someone was playing with her breasts, their hands holding her with a great deal of strength, her body feeling tingly and aroused for some bizarre reason! Opening her eyes, her first sight was of Diana lying right next to her, her body also starting to stir softly.
Laura couldn’t help herself as she moaned, her nipples suddenly being rolled between someone’s fingers with great power. Turning her head, she beheld the ugliest man she had ever seen, even his eyes were seemingly ugly and devoid of life. Yet she smelled the sweet smell of flowers and honey and knew that she was impossibly getting turned on by this monster!
Diana also woke up at about this time, her head reeling with the combined pleasures of her breasts and nipples being massaged with a strength that matched or exceeded her own. That, plus a sweet-smelling fragrance seemed to fill her senses, driving her crazy with lust. Opening her eyes she found herself looking into the beautiful blue eyes of the muscular blonde she had just met. Looking further up, she suddenly stiffened, enraged when she saw she was being manhandled! By a man! Her horror battled with rage when she struggled to free herself, quickly discovering that she was powerless to do anything about it!
Laura, seeing the fear on her face, spoke softly to her. “Diana, look at me.”
When Diana turned her head and looked into Laura’s eyes, she continued. “What he’s doing to us means nothing. As long as we’re alive there’s hope. Take your mind away, think only of me. He isn’t here, he doesn’t matter.”
Diana looked into Laura’s eyes and whispered, “I know, Aurora, but I am not intended for a man and have never had one. But I understand. If he rapes me, I shall make believe it is your hands that are touching me.”
Xar chuckled as he heard her words, suddenly excited as he realized the tall black-haired Wonder Woman actually was a virgin just as the stories said, something he never would have expected given the way she looked! Standing up, straddling the two women, he called out to the front of the RV. “Martin, how much longer before we get to the shuttle?”
“About thirty minutes, Xar.”
Grinning, Xar opened his pants and pulled out his dramatic manhood; plenty of time!
Grabbing Diana’s hips, he lifted her up, hardly aware of her pitiful struggles, her body now so weakened. Laura shouted in his ear, almost distracting him. “Take me you bastard!” her weakened feet soundly kicking his balls with no effect except to arouse him further!
As Xar forced himself up between the woman’s wildly struggling thighs, he growled at her. “Because you fear me, I’ll rape you until you bleed, you bitch.” With that, Xar set himself for a powerful thrust between her strong gorgeous legs!
Diana, praying to the Gods and Goddesses for a miracle but bracing for the penetration which would break her solemn oath and end her life as Wonder Woman, suddenly heard the scream of tortured metal ripping behind Xar. A sound that thundered like the Voice of Zeus suddenly shook the vehicle.
*
Laura, straining her neck and screaming at the Arion monster, was shocked to see a man ripping though a metal cabinet door, his arms holding a massive weapon, its four barrels starting to rotate as the gears driving them began to chatter!
Chris instantly threw himself between Laura and Xar, hurriedly flinging Diana up out of the way and onto Xar’s chest as he jammed the gun barrels between Xar’s massive thighs. He braced the back of the huge weapon against his own stomach and yanked the trigger several times in rapid succession. The sound of rolling thunder exploded and rolled through the RV, his body vibrating so strongly from the rapid strong impacts that Laura cried out in alarm as his head vibrated violently, the mighty recoils from the gun transferred deeply between her gorgeous thighs!
Xar screamed and threw Diana off to the side, her shoulders landing on Laura’s soft full breasts, her bottom feeling like it was on someone’s head.
Her jaw dropped in surprise as she watched Xar grab his groin and fall backward, white-hot sparks exploding from between his legs. His supine body jerked into the air and fell with a crash that shook the vehicle. She rolled off the man beneath her with the speed of a frightened deer when she felt his rough chin whiskers against the intimate places of her bare bottom!
Chris bounced to his feet and danced around shouting, “I did it! Yaaa, Woohooo! And you didn’t believe I could help you!”
“Chris?!” Laura shouted in delight. “What are you doing here?!!!”
Chris turned towards the two surprised women and said, “Saving your naked butts obviously. I did it, Laura! I put a Arion Prime down!” Chris whooped again and continued his little war dance.
Sue rushed over to the two women and removed the Amazon’s golden lasso that bound Laura. In turn, Laura’s strong hands effortlessly tore the steel and gold bindings from Diana, then hugged her so tightly that even Wonder Woman was forced to gasp for breath, Laura’s accustomed strength surging back into her body.
Laura gave the confused Wonder Woman a wide grin and chuckled, “Don’t worry, Diana. Believe it or not, this wildman is a wonderful friend of mine!”
Diana shook her head in shock, yet she still wrapped her arms around the naked woman to hug Laura back with nearly equal strength. Thoughts of her lovemaking with Kara, the first Velorian woman she had ever known, caused her nipples to press firmly against the equally hard nipples of Laura and she was thrilled to find that her body felt much as she remembered Kara’s had, so powerfully firm, yet with such smooth soft skin. She finally smiled and said, “I’m not worried about him, new friend Aurora, but Xar is certainly not dead. I’ve fought Arions before!”
Laura felt her eyes moisten and her voice tremble a bit as she said gently, “Ah, Diana, my name is Laura, not Aurora. I’m afraid that Aurora is dead.”
Chris suddenly stopped dancing, grinned like an idiot, and said, “No she isn’t! Both Kara and Aurora are up on the R&R ship in space, I heard Xar say so!” By now, any thoughts that the other blonde Velorian could be anyone other than Kara, had been totally driven from his head. He grew a bit more serious and said, “But you’re right Diana, if I may call you that. Xar’s still alive and sooner or later he’ll wake up.”
Diana just looked puzzled. She didn’t think Kara could have returned from Superman’s Earth without her knowledge and assistance. They must be talking about another woman! Unless the Arions…? Or was she still confused? Her head began to spin and she forced herself to sit down, deciding to not say anything until she saw for herself who this other woman was.
“Everybody listen up, I have a plan,” Martin interrupted as he pulled the RV over to the side of the road. One entire side of the vehicle had been smashed open by the explosion of the powerful shells.
Brining the RV to a skidding stop, Martin came into the main cabin from the driver’s seat and said excitedly, “Laura, after you two strip him, take this ugly brute up into outer space. He’s only an Arion and can’t fly. Oh, and before I forget, Diana, I saw Xar put something into this bag, and I assume it’s yours.”
Saying that, he reached into the bag and handed her back her tiara with a flourish. Diana’s immediate broad smile seemed to flood the inside of the RV with light.
Martin turned to look at Chris’ huge gun and was amazed. Even with his Arion Beta strength he knew he would barely be able to lift the massive thing. He recognized it as an automatic cannon, a 20mm, its recoil so powerful that it would have instantly broken any normal man’s arms and spine. Yet Chris carried it as if it was nearly weightless. He also knew that each round was depleted-Uranium and together they must have cost a fortune. While even those rounds obviously weren’t able to penetrate Xar’s nearly invulnerable skin, getting shot point-blank in the nuts by over six depleted-Uranium rounds had to really hurt, the pain knocking him unconscious, momentarily unconscious he reminded himself!
As Laura and Diana efficiently stripped the comatose Xar, Sue couldn’t stop herself from spitting on his naked skin. She knew it didn’t make any difference, but it was so satisfying!
Laura scooped the now-naked Xar up in her arms and flexed her calves so powerfully that the roadway under her feet cracked, the force thrusting her more than a mile straight up into the air. Squeezing her thighs tightly together, she then employed her flying power to carry Xar well beyond the atmosphere.
*
As the sky blackened and stars appeared in the thinning air, Xar shook his head groggily as he began to come round. He also realized there was some very tantalizing feminine flesh pressing against him. He began to grope at Laura’s strongly flexing body, opening his mouth to boast about what he was about to do with yet another succulent female. He was amazed when no sound emerged, opening his eyes wider to discover they were alone and hundreds of miles above the Earth! No problem, he would simply throttle this flying bitch with his never-failing strength, and force her to return them to the ground. Except perhaps for his mistress, Sh’Lyra, no mere female could ever approach him in strength. He wasn’t even worried about the lack of air: he was one of the mightiest of the male Arion Primes!! And a Prime could live for days in the hardest of vacuums.
Laura felt Xar stirring, his enormous strength beginning to surge through his body as he gradually awakened, almost feeling sorry for what she was about to do to this monster. As their momentum continued to carry them both higher and higher into space, she lightly shoved him a few feet away, smiled sweetly while watching his powerful muscles thrashing as he attempted to grab her, fighting mightily and impotently against the growing vacuum. His mouth gaped in a great soundless scream of terror when she finally darted over, grabbed one foot, swung him around her own body three times and released him, accelerating him to beyond escape velocity as she threw him toward the sun! She paused briefly to watch his violently struggling body disappear. It would take him days to arrive! It would take him days to die!
*
It was only a few minutes later when a blond streak arrived back at the travel home. Laura’s body cooled rapidly. Yet she landed too soon, the asphalt momentarily melting around her feet from the heat generated by the re-entry friction. Disgusted at herself for forgetting how hot her body became after re-entry, she floated back up off the ground slightly, looking down to play her heat vision across her feet, heating her skin up enough to burn the tar from her body. Concentrating on absorbing the heat from her skin, she found she had to gently massage her breasts, triggering them to complete the absorption of energy. It took only a minute to cool down completely now, the two dramatic energy wells on her chest finally cooling her body enough that she could throw some clothes back on and re-join the rest of her companions. After she climbed back into the RV, Chris began to explain his ad hoc plan.
They talked for a while about his ideas, refining them until there seemed to be at least some chance of success. Everyone agreed that it was still very risky, but was the only imaginable approach that might save Aurora and Kara, not to mention the other kidnapped girls on the Arion ship. They finally got under way again, Martin driving rapidly toward the rendezvous site while Sue applied lots of makeup to Chris’ face.
Diana and Laura suddenly found themselves idle, the preparation work busying everyone else. Diana took Laura’s hand and led her into the back bedroom. Sensing that Laura needed to recover further from the effects of her gold intoxication, Diana closed the door and stood very close while facing her. She had noticed that Laura’s nipples had remained very hard and dramatically large ever since she had kissed her.
She wordlessly reached out and cupped the superwoman’s large breasts, noticing that her hands were far too small to surround them. Laura gasped and shivered, gradually allowing Diana to take control as she gently started to kiss her, the passion that suddenly exploded between them surprising them both. A Velorian and an Amazon in each other’s arms once again, the natural and deep affinity between these two races being one of the very few things that had never been chronicled by the learned scribes back on Colchica, the place men called Paradise Island.
They finally fell onto the bed as Diana continued to kiss her. Nipples hard enough to poke though bronze stroked against nipples hard enough to dent steel. Knowing that this frail vehicle could hardly survive the ardor of their full lovemaking, Diana promised herself that this time of love would be gentle, but that it would be only the first time of many.
Using one hand to hold and play with Laura’s nipples, she spread her labia with her other hand and rubbed her soft lips and hard clit until Laura was moaning non-stop. The flowery smell of Laura’s pheromones was driving Diana crazy and she plunged her soft breast upward between Laura’s outstretched legs, huge hard nipple spreading nether lips. Laura continued gasping and wriggling her hips as Diana sensitively used her Amazon knowledge to bring new and welcome sensations to her body. Laura barely found the presence of mind to float them both into mid-air to prevent damage to the vehicle just before, with bodies moving faster than mere human eyes could follow, orgasm after orgasm shook their mighty frames, their loving cries clearly audible through the thin wall.
Entranced by the rapturous sounds coming from the rear of the RV, Sue had no room for thought as she was drawn closer, opening the bedroom door to enter the room. Closing the door softly, she was spellbound as she watched this superwomen and this Wonder Woman. Their caresses so rapid and strong, and their faces so tender, she was totally captivated by the beauty they created, making love as they floated in mid-air. She thought they could almost be sisters except for the striking difference in hair color. The smell of flowers and honey was so overpowering, and the emotions so strong, that Sue quickly realized that if she stayed in this room she was going to join them far more actively than she already had. As an Arion, she should have found the idea of two women making love disgusting, but her long years on Earth had mellowed her attitudes in this, and many other, respects.
Hating to interrupt them, she struggled with her own emotions, finally saying simply, “We’re here.” She had to repeat it in a much stronger voice before she finally got their attention.
Briefly feeling a little embarrassed, realizing that Sue had been standing there watching them for a while, Laura and Diana saw the expression on her face and both smiled welcomingly as they floated back to bed. Sue walked up to the bed as Laura and Diana sat up on their knees to embrace her warmly and gently, their muscles still powerfully pumped from their lovemaking. Sue’s hands slid over the sculptured living steel of these two wonderful women’s shoulders and she gasped, startled at how dramatic her reaction was to the soft yet steely touch of their bodies. Finally, she forced herself to remember her other reason for coming into their bedroom.
“Go on, get going, both of you, Chris is waiting,” she blurted out. “We’re at the landing site!”
Laura’s arm surrounded Diana’s waist, their hips pressed tightly together as they languorously walked from the bedroom, but stopped in shock when they saw Chris. Despite knowing the plan, Chris’ makeup and clothing made him look so remarkably like Xar that they first thought the beast had returned somehow!
“Sue’s couple of years as a special effects makeup artist really paid off, huh?” Chris said as he saw their startled looks. “Well, Laura, are you ready for this again?” he smiled as he held up the gold handcuffs.
Grasping her shoulders and turning her back to him, he quickly fastened the gold handcuffs around her wrists, her body melting softly against his. She turned her head, her lips brushing his cheek, her passion of a few minutes ago combining with the sudden intoxication of gold to make her feel flushed and still horny, yet also soft and compliant as the gold weakened her.
Diana’s wrists were then fastened the same way, the two of them gasping as Chris reached out to grab them, one breast in each hand, dragging them out of the travel home in the barbaric style Xar would have used. Once outside, he easily slung them across his shoulders, their heads falling against his back, the soft skin of their behinds pressed against his cheeks to help hide his face. (That was his explanation, anyway.) He walked towards the Shuttle in his built-up shoes, his height appearing nearly that of Xar’s.
Laura felt his hands massaging her behind, assuming he was doing the same to Diana as she hissed to him, “I think you’re enjoying this a bit too much, Chris!”
Suppressing a smile, Chris moved a finger to press it softly against Laura’s rosebud, squeezing Diana’s firm butt harder at the same time, not daring to touch the Amazon with the same intimacy.
*
Any lightheartedness was quickly left behind when Chris reached the Arion ship, sweat running down his face under his heavy makeup as the tension built. Following right behind him were Martin and Sue.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he boarded the ship, finding only the two pilots sitting in the tiny scout ship.
He set the two ladies down and pounced, yanking both pilots out of their seats before they could sound an alarm. While he obviously wasn’t in the same league as his supergirls, these guys he could handle, both of them being ordinary Betas. Sue rushed past him to slide into the command pilot’s still warm seat, cursing softly as she studied the unfamiliar controls. Almost twenty years had passed since she had last been certified to fly a shuttle. Consulting the on-line help system, it took her less than an hour before she had the shuttle flying. She had been a very good pilot once upon a time, and the basic underlying systems hadn’t changed all that much. Arion spacecraft had been a mature technology for hundreds of years.
Meanwhile, Diana wrapped her golden rope around the startled pilots as she and Martin questioned them.
“The Gods and Goddesses smile on us today,” Diana said as she listened to their replies. She and Chris soon found that what Sue and Martin had recently reported, that the Betas who served Sh’Lyra lived in constant fear of being killed by her, was no mistake. These two responded as Martin and Sue had, jumping at the chance to help free themselves from this unpredictable tyrant, especially once they found out that a fabled Velorian Protector was on their side. Their ignorant fear of such a powerful Velorian was easily matched by their all too knowledgeable fear of Sh’Lyra.
The only condition they insisted on was that they be allowed to escape when it was over, and on that point they were adamant. Laura was skeptical until she learned that Diana’s golden lasso could tell that they were telling the truth. The two pilots were then further questioned for tactical details by the group for over an hour before everyone felt ready to proceed.
Monique awoke to the roar of many voices as they invaded her heavy drugged sleep. Coughing violently, she opened her eyes to find she was once again bound, and again with that accursed weakening gold. She grimaced at first, feeling unnaturally turned-on from the intoxication, her nipples getting harder by the second as she woke up. Shaking her head to try and clear it, and push her arousal away, she glared around the huge open room.
“More like an arena really,” she thought at seeing the area was surrounded by a twenty foot wall. Her bare feet were buried in deep sand, an expanse of it covering the entire floor of the central pit. In the very center of the Arena was a huge metallic post with Symbala tied to it. Sweat was pouring down her dark chocolate-brown skin and her arms and legs were bound cruelly behind her, thick steel chains wrapped around her tiny waist and then around the pole behind her. She was facing Monique, her eyes silently screaming for help.
At the same time, the man that had carried the two of them into the arena was rushing out through a small, very strong-looking door. He urgently bolted it securely behind him, his pale face trembling with fear even after having been in that arena for only the couple of minutes it had taken to carry the unconscious slaves there.
Monique turned and struggled up onto her knees, trying to break her bonds, feeling the soft gold bending only a little. She was hopeful that they had underestimated her residual Terran strength, hoping that the pure gold would be soft enough for her to tear apart eventually! Unlike most mutagenic transformations, she had possessed very significant strength when she had still been merely a Terran woman, her years of rock climbing having given her a lean strength and grip that was very unusual for a sixteen year old girl. Besides, pure gold was a very soft metal! While she was terribly weakened now by that gold, she retained enough of her enhanced powers to still be stronger than any Terran woman who had ever lived!
She watched as people began to file in and sit at, or kneel by, the tables that were arranged around the arena. Each table accommodated one person dressed like the Romans of old, adorned in loose togas that exposed the left breasts of the women, and all of the men’s chests. She realized with a start that every master here was really a Mistress. The few men were all naked with collars tightly attached to their necks, obviously the Mistresses’ male slaves.
Close to thirty women in togas filed in, at least three of them standing out as Arion Primes based on the powerful way they moved and the not so subtle muscles that flexed across their lean, lithe bodies.
When everyone was finally seated or kneeling, a clear bell rang, and a tall dramatic woman strode in as all heads bowed to her. She recognized the woman as the one that she had learned commanded this vessel with absolute authority. Monique gasped in shock when behind her, flushed, stumbling, naked and very subdued, came none other than Aurora!
Aurora had tiny gold balls hanging from her nipples and she looked very sexually excited. The tall bitch led her to the large center-most table, proudly displaying Aurora’s blonde Velorian beauty for all to see. Sh’Lyra herself then sat on a huge throne-like chair, arrogantly pulling Aurora to her to be soundly kissed and fondled. Everyone murmured when they saw and heard just how excited Aurora really was as she moaned loudly in helpless passion.
Monique heard the low murmur grow to fill the arena as many more people gasped and muttered, whispering to each other that Sh’Lyra had really succeeded in taming a Velorian Protector, something that had always been considered impossible! The mood was dramatic and expansive, a wonderful scent of flowers and honey filling even this huge hall from Aurora’s copious pheromones. Monique even felt herself getting excited as Sh’Lyra pulled up her toga and pressed Aurora’s willing face between her open legs!
Sh’Lyra felt a simple pure pleasure as Aurora’s powerful, soft tongue licked and parted her nether lips. Turning her head, she shouted proudly to let the games begin, picking up a small device at the same time. A tiny yellow beam reached out across the arena to strike Monique’s hands, the gold bonds immediately falling from her body. A massive lightning bolt leapt from Monique’s breasts to ricochet from the high ceiling of the Arena and return to her body and disappear between her legs. The unexpected jolt of hot energy deep in her vagina combined with the sudden return of her strength surging through her body to almost bring her to orgasm. She dropped to her knees in the soft sand, her forehead touching the ground, the 16-year-old girl struggling to gain control of her suddenly returning super powers.
She was still struggling for control a moment later when a loud gong sounded. Monique looked up warily while pulling her tangled blond hair from her sweaty face. Sh’Lyra’s clear feminine voice boomed through the entire arena.
“Monique, my little battle slave, let me explain what is expected of you. In the center of the Arena is your little Symbala. Because of her failure to master you, she is now your slave. To own her, you must simply rescue her. About to enter the arena is a klomft, a beast that even Arion Primes fear to meet, even when armed with powerful weapons. A klomft is the only known beast that is capable of killing a Prime with its teeth and claws. When it was first delivered to us, this beast killed two mature Primes before we learned how to control it. Don’t bother to try to remember its name, however, I believe you shall shortly have more important things to think about!”
She paused again to heighten the drama. She did enjoy being at the center of a good show! “For today’s contest, the rules are simple. If you can kill or subdue the beast, then you win and will be freed. If not, then the beast will devour you and your slave-lover.” She again paused for effect before adding smugly, “Oh, by the way, I am the only person alive that has ever killed one of these beasts with their bare hands! I rather doubt you will be the second, but if either of you are to live, that is precisely what is required of you.”
At that, Sh’Lyra laughed evilly, a low excited whisper traveling through the room as a heavy door ground slowly open along the side of the arena.
Monique turned to watch in horror as a very ugly and massive beast stalked out of the five-foot doorway, a beast that looked like a bizarre cross between a black rhino, a tiger, and a dinosaur! Dark green scales covered its body, and its spine was lined with six-inch long razor-sharp spikes. Its head had three horns, each over ten inches long. Even more fearsome, there were long talons on the ends of its broad, articulated, almost human-like fingers, the lethal claws digging deeply into the sand with each footstep.
Monique watched it like a mouse would watch a cat, the klomft stretching its massive paws as it stared back. Claws longer than her fingers flexed cruelly, and its mouth opened to display several rows of very sharp teeth, much like the pictures she had seen of Great White sharks. It had very short legs, yet its thickly muscled shoulder was still over four feet off the ground. It must have weighed tons!
The klomft finally roared when it sighted both women, Symbala screaming for Monique to save her, the beast not hesitating as it charged directly at the bound woman, white teeth glinting as it opened its wide maw. Monique, without thinking, flexed her powerful legs and leapt across the sand, smashing into the side of the creature, knocking it to one side such that its ravenous teeth barely missed the polished ebony of Symbala’s bare legs. Roaring, the klomft whirled and charged again, this time toward Monique.
Leaping to the side, Monique was just able to dodge the beast, but its claws painfully raked her naked flesh, even this glancing blow staggering her before it ended its charge by slamming into the wall. All hell broke loose now, even the spectators in the crowd becoming momentarily concerned as the rows of teeth that lined its mouth raggedly tore a huge 2 foot wide mouthful of Vendorian steel from the wall! Even behind this massive barrier, were they really safe from such a beast?
Monique was just staggering back to her feet when the klomft swung back toward her, teeth and jaws munching the mouthful of Vendorian steel like it was chewing gum. The massive jaw muscles along the beast’s head flexed dramatically with each bite, and it finally swallowed the mouthful of raw steel as if it were warm flesh!
Its shiny white teeth were again displayed when it opened its mouth widely to let out an earthshaking roar, the three rows of shiny teeth suddenly filling Monique’s vision as the beast charged at her once again. She did not jump out of the way this time, her hands meeting the klomft’s jaw as she flopped onto her back in the sand. The strongly muscled legs that gave her the name Powergirl flexed as she kicked up under the beast’s belly, her amazing legs thrusting it twenty feet up into the air before it tumbled back to land upside down in the sand. The tremendous force of its impact shook the entire arena.
The beast snapped back to its feet as lithely as a Terran cat, Monique amazed that it could move its tons of bodyweight so easily! She prepared for the next charge, knowing it was only a matter of time before she had to engage those claws and teeth fully. Despite the fact that she had her full strength and invulnerability once again, her bare skin suddenly seemed very vulnerable to teeth that could tear apart such unearthly Vendorian steel!
*
Sh’Lyra was blissfully enjoying the beginning of the show as well as her new Velorian slave’s strong tongue action, basking in the glory of having such a powerful slave. She watched the young girl who so arrogantly called herself ‘PowerGirl’ as she fought a true beast of power. She saw the klomft adjusting its tactics, each charge bringing it closer to the girl, the creature’s significant intelligence at work as it figured out how to catch her. After all, this beast had evolved on a planet populated by the catlike Kintzi, a race of intelligent self-aware creatures that were nearly as strong and invulnerable as an Arion Prime! The Kintzi, now strong allies of the Arions, had given this prized beast to Sh’Lyra as a token of their friendship after a group of them had sampled the exotic pleasures of her R&R ship. Their long stories of how these beasts had hunted their species for eons and how their warriors had learned to battle them were told at any Kintzi gathering, especially if there was strong drink to be had.
Meanwhile, down in the pit of the arena, Monique found herself increasingly being herded toward Symbala, her back finally brushing against the bound girl’s black skin as the beast suddenly charged again. She knew that if she jumped aside this time, the beast would be on Symbala in a flash; this time she had no choice, she had to hold her ground! Bracing her legs behind her, she slammed her rigid fists into the beast’s shoulders, forcing it up onto its hind legs, tons of weight bearing down on PowerGirl’s arms, her hands interlocking with the beast’s clawed fingers, super sinew opposing super muscles. She was staggered as she felt the beast slowly bending her arms backward. Straining with every ounce of her amazing strength, steam began pouring from her sweat-covered upper body as her now alien muscles heated up from the immense strain. But she still felt her strength giving way, her body slowly being overpowered, her arms bending further and further out to the side. Finally, the beast began to bend them slightly behind her back as her body was slowly forced down to the ground, the beast pinning her to the sand, her legs and arms flattened beneath its massive weight and its awesome strength. Its horrible toothy maw opened as Monique struggled, row upon row on shiny teeth glittering with whiteness. Suddenly, before she realized what it was doing, it lunged downward, rows of razor teeth surrounding her dramatic chest, snapping down to seize both of her large breasts in its horrible mouth!
The crowd roared in excitement, knowing that when the beast raised its head from her chest, this buxom teenager would have no more endowment than a mere man! Sh’Lyra herself felt a thrill when she saw the klomft tearing at the young girl’s pretty chest, its head swinging from side to side as its sharp teeth tried to saw through enhanced flesh, the softness of this girl’s body having no chance against diamond-hard teeth.
She was astounded, therefore, when the girl managed to concentrate, getting her legs up under the beast to finally throw it up in the air! Her body was dragged along with it, her dramatic chest strongly trapped in the lethal maw of sharp teeth. She worked her arms free and reached around the beasts head, her long legs spreading wide to surround its neck as it remained obsessed with the single task of rending her soft compliant flesh.
Sh’Lyra was shocked when she saw the flexing of living steel as the muscles of this 16-year-old girl reminded her of her name, PowerGirl! Her arms and shoulders began flexing far larger than she had imagined was possible, her arms and legs closing tightly about the beast. THIS was no mere Prime enhancement of a Terran girl! No Arion could withstand the forces of that beast’s violent bite!
Sh’Lyra realized that the woman this girl had drawn the amazing mutagenic hormones from, the woman named Kirrin, had been no ordinary Arion Prime. But where had her increased powers come from? She thought for only a moment before she remembered what she had once read in reports about the long abandoned project to infuse Primes with Kryptonian or Velorian genes. The participants hadn’t become any stronger, or gained the ability to fly, but their eyes had turned blue; a trait that was universally passed down to their descendants. When this Kirrin had briefly visited the R&R ship soon after arriving on the Command Ship, Sh’Lyra had noticed her blue eyes but not given them a second glance! Could dormant Velorian genes within her somehow have become active and increased her powers beyond the Prime norm?! Until now, Sh’Lyra had considered finding Kirrin a minor matter, for curiosity’s sake only. Now, it must be given the highest priority!!
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a loud crunch, the painful sound much like a combination of breaking glass and the rending of tortured steel. Refocusing on the Arena below her, Sh’Lyra saw the klomft’s head partially collapsing in the girl’s tight embrace. Everyone in the gallery could clearly see the red marks from a hundred teeth covering her bared breasts as the klomft finally released the buxom PowerGirl, yet there was no sign of blood, her amazing skin having endured, if barely, a bite that no Arion Prime or Kintzi had ever resist! The beast itself staggered back to its feet as it spit out a dozen broken teeth. One eye socket was crushed where a steely bicep had been pressing against it as she had hugged the beast to her young body.
The spectators where cheering wildly for the young girl when a burst of thunder suddenly rolled through the Arena. Monique jumped in amazement as without warning, a golden rope caught the beast as it regrouped for another attack, the glowing rope swinging it up and out of the pit. Her eyes followed back along the rope to see a tall black-haired woman straining to hold the other end. The new arrival swung the beast back and forth several times before it landed on its feet - in the Arena stands - immediately charging an Arion Prime. The unfortunate femme Prime screamed for the first time in her proud life, the terrified woman throwing her slaves at the beast, its teeth rending each of them to slivers of flesh before they even hit the ground. It was slowed only minutely by the slaves it consumed, continuing to advance on the femme as if it had an old score to settle!
Meanwhile, Monique staggered back to her feet and reached behind Symbala to tear the inch-thick steel links from her waist. The sound of screaming steel filled the already chaotic arena as Symbala’s arms displayed her own enhanced strength struggling against her gold and steel manacles, the dramatic strength of one of the rare black-skinned supergirls on Sh’Lyra’s ship.
“Release me from the gold, my love, you have saved us both!” she exclaimed gratefully. Monique’s only reply was a triumphant smile.
Sh’Lyra was profoundly amused by all the chaos. These Games were turning into the most exciting event ever, the ‘audience participation’ thrilling her as she saw her guests suddenly fighting for their lives against the alien beast. But suddenly, she felt something touch her head, something that smelled of steel and oil.
Turning, puzzled as to who would dare disturb her even in the midst of such chaos, she looked cross-eyed into a very close and huge cluster of gun barrels. Her arms blurred towards it as it moved upward, but cannon shells exploded from the gun even faster, and her head exploded in pain, round after round quickly blasting into her face, throwing her body backward to land among the seats below her. The impact also threw Aurora forward, her body momentarily trapped by Sh’Lyra’s strong legs, then flying free when Sh’Lyra landed. The Velorian flew over the railing and fell down into the arena pit itself.
Dizzy and a little stunned, Sh’Lyra struggled back to her feet, anger burning among the confusion in her mind. The madder Sh’Lyra got, the stronger she always became, and her anger now was far beyond her control. Whipping her hair away from her face, she stood up, only to see a furious klomft inches away in full charge. The air was knocked from her lungs as the beast slammed into her, the powerful impact shattering every wine glass in the room, the horrible maw of the beast grasping her lower body in its awesome jaws.
Sh’Lyra and the beast quickly disappeared from sight, locked in combat, their floor-shattering impacts carrying them though several thick steel walls, their furiously battling bodies eventually puncturing the outer hull of the ship itself!
Pandemonium was now the order of the day as Diana began fighting an Arion Prime, trading blows that would have easily torn though four inches of steel. Wonder Woman’s body wondrously resisted them as her alien physique lived up to her wondrous name.
Chris meanwhile turned to look for Aurora, but was knocked down by another Prime femme who dived on top of him, her hands grasping for his throat. Simultaneously, Monique tucked Symbala under one arm and ran over to pick up Aurora. A supergirl now under each arm, she vaulted over the arena wall and landed on the run, heading down an access corridor away from the arena. She was out of there!
Laura herself entered the fight a few moments later by tearing her way through an armored steel wall and tackling a Prime that was sneaking up behind Diana, prepared to deliver a killing blow. Over and over they rolled, tearing at each other, their super bodies knocking tables and frightened Beta’s to the side.
*
Adrenaline and anger burned in Monique’s blood. Her mind was a turmoil of emotions as she ran down the ship’s corridors at over a hundred miles per hour, trampling anyone who got in her way. Twice, male Arion guards glanced up from their posts to behold a vision. Running towards them at an impossible speed was a beautiful naked blonde girl, her extremely large breasts bouncing in time with her stride, carrying a bound naked woman under each arm. They managed a smile just before she slammed into them with the speed and power of runaway locomotive.
One thought dominated her mind. “I hope the fucking beast chews Sh’Lyra’s tits off” Monique muttered angrily as she ran. Her own breasts were still very sore from the savage attack of the beast. Its teeth had left a ring of angry red spots surrounding her impressively large D-cup breasts.
A mile and six flattened guards later she started to calm down. With a start she realized that she was holding Symbala and Aurora with literally tens of thousands of pounds of force around their tiny waists. Symbala finally was able to gasp painfully as Monique relaxed her powerful arms. Monique turned to her for help.
“Symbala, where the hell are we and how are we going to escape?” she asked, a rough nervous edge to her voice. Orgone energy was still pulsing in her and the incredible soft skin of these two very naked and beautiful women against her own body, the tingling making it very hard to think. She had been allowed no relief from her alien lust for a long time now.
Symbala, gasping from lack of air and the effects of the gold restraints on her wrists and ankles, directed Monique toward the shuttle bay. For years Symbala had secretly watched the shuttle pilots flying their craft. She felt confident that she could fly one well enough to reach the Earth.
Symbala now expected Monique to release her, but was surprised when Monique did not.
“Release me and I will help you escape, my mistress,” Symbala said in a soft subservient voice.
Monique just chuckled. “No, I intend to keep you bound for awhile, I owe you for at least ten days of intimate torture. Your ass is mine once we get out of here!”
Following Symbala’s directions, Monique almost ran full speed into a closed steel door, her upper body putting two round dents in the steel before she bounced off it. Cursing, she dropped the two bound women and viciously tore the door out of her way, her strong fingers ripping at the steel wall as if it was made of soft wet clay. Quickly creating a huge opening, she picked up the two women and slipped through it to enter the shuttle bay. She ignored the strange man who was yelling, waving his hands at her, and calling her Kara for some reason.
Instead of responding to him, she ran into the closest shuttlecraft, one that fortunately turned out to be empty. Setting both women down, she ripped apart Symbala’s gold restraints, ignoring the lightning display as the black supergirl’s strength surged back, ordered her to launch them immediately.
Symbala had barely reached the command console when the automatic launch sequence fired, the Red Alert status of the station having activated the automatic escape controls. Symbala grabbed at the flight controls, her beautiful brown bottom wiggling slightly as Monique watched her new lover gracefully move from one side of the console to the other, trying to deactivate the automatics.
Symbala finally located the correct button, then, assuming manual control of the craft, she pushed the throttle all the way forward, the sudden 50G acceleration flattening Monique and Aurora against the bulkhead walls. The artificial gravity kicked in a few moments later to allow them both to slide back to the floor of the shuttle.
Orgone energy, this morning’s whipping with the alien drug-coated quirt, and her gold jewelry and bonds would not allow Aurora to think, only to react. Her body was literally burning up with lust and an overpowering need for sexual relief. As her nipples rubbed against Monique’s soft skin, green electric fire raced along her nerve pathways, seemingly strong enough to burn her. Wild with need, she could only moan and start kissing and licking the underside of Monique’s incredibly large breasts and nipples, praying that Monique would respond in kind. Every few seconds the Orgone rod, still held in place by gold straps, would send a jolt of Orgone energy into her helpless body and into her breasts. The Orgone capacitors clamped to her nipples would then store the charge and fire it back to the rod buried so deeply within her sex.
Monique gasped as the gold on Aurora’s body rubbed against her skin and caused almost intoxicating signals of lust. Her nipples already hard, they now grew to over two inches in length and half that in width. Growling “Stop that,” she swatted Aurora hard on her tight, invulnerable ass. Aurora cried out as a small climax shook her from head to toe. Sh’Lyra had trained her well, Aurora could no longer tell pain from pleasure.
Monique sat back up, her large nipples coming with easy reach of Aurora’s eager mouth. Leaning forward, Aurora’s took one into her soft mouth just as the Orgone generator fired a burst of that evil energy. Monique gasped as her back arched, incredible lust filling her. She grabbed Aurora, roughly pushed her flat on her back against the floor, and quickly straddled her head.
“Please me!” she ordered Aurora. Her nether lips opening and closing in hunger, she ground them against Aurora’s mouth. As Aurora’s tongue parted Monique’s labia and touched her clit, Monique growled wordlessly and ripped off the gold straps holding the Orgone rod in place. She pulled out the rod, tossed it to one side, and lowered her head into Aurora’s own sweet sex. Climax after climax shook both their bodies. Aurora once again felt the helpless joy of being overpowered by someone stronger, her gold restraints still dampening her own powers.
Looking back at the two of them, it took all of Symbala’s will power to take the time to set the shuttle’s controls on automatic and set their course towards Earth, before leaping over to join the two blonde lovers. Symbala had by now fallen helplessly in love with Monique, and would do anything for her. She started kissing Monique’s neck and earlobes, all the while holding her breasts with all of her strength. Symbala knew she was hundreds of times stronger that a normal human, but still she could barely compress Monique’s deceptively soft looking breasts. Grasping her incredibly, almost freakishly, large nipples with her strong fingers, she pinched and rolled them with all of her strength.
Monique suddenly sat up, grabbed Symbala by her head and pulled her into a deep kiss. Symbala eagerly opened herself up to this amazing woman. Monique cupped Symbala’s rich brown breasts and lifted her up by her them alone. Monique slowly squeezed her breasts, her thumbs rubbing hard against Symbala’s nipples with enough force to rend bronze. Moaning, Symbala could only rub her wet thighs together as her lover held her. Monique turned Symbala upside down and pulled her dark bush to her lips. Symbala gasped and suddenly darted her own head down to hungrily kiss Aurora’s pussy. Her clever fingers quickly parted Aurora’s love box and she thrust four long fingers deeply into her sex.
The Orgone stored in Aurora’s breasts shot from body to body as climax after climax slowly started to burn the evil energy away. Several hundred climaxes and many hours later, the shuttle’s autopilot put the craft into a tightening re-entry orbit around Earth.
*
Meanwhile, back at the shuttle bay, Martin, with the help of the two Arion pilots, was herding hundreds of frightened and hopeful ex-slaves into the largest shuttles. One shuttle was soon packed full, Martin depending on Sue to hold the space door open, the only thing holding the air in the ship being the magnetic bubble field. As soon as Sue got back, they would take off, leaving just two shuttles behind. One he had already sabotaged, and the other was for Chris and the rest of his ‘combat’ team. Diana, proving to be an incredibly quick study, had already learned the basics of flying a shuttle.
At the groaning sound of tearing steel, he turned to behold a cute blond girl, maybe 15 or 16 years of age, tearing her way though the Vendorian steel door as if it was paper. He knew that wall was easily the equivalent of a six inch thick ordinary steel wall! He smiled, realizing this had to be the girl named Kara that Chris had mentioned, there were no other Velorians unaccounted for.
She finished tearing the armored wall open, quickly hefting a young black girl on one shoulder and someone who had the unmistakable and startling appearance of a Velorian Protector on the other!
“Kara! Over here!” he yelled loudly. He was surprised when she merely glanced at him before simply running into the only other undamaged shuttlecraft. A few seconds later the airlock door slid closed on the inside, and the space door opened on the outside. The young girl was obviously not familiar enough with Arion systems to know how to defeat the automatic escape sequence that had been activated during the ship emergency. The autopilot engaged and the engines of the shuttle hummed loudly before the parking jets roared and the last intact shuttle shot out of the magnetic bubble and into space!
*
Back in the Arena, Chris was struggling to bring his massive gun around as one of the powerful Prime women slowly and deliberately began choking him to death. He was using all the strength in his neck and everything he had in his left arm to attempt to slow her down, but she was vastly too strong for him to resist. Only his relative invulnerability had saved his life so far, and her fingers were now gripping him like a slowly squeezing steel vice! His vision was slowly going black as he felt her fingers working to cut off his carotid artery, and his death was surely imminent.
In a burst of desperation, he finally managed to jam the barrels of the gun against her stomach, his finger convulsing on the trigger just before he blacked out completely, the gun itself exploding as several shells slammed point-blank into her body and bounced back down the multiple barrels into the breach. The thunder of the ruined gun died as Chris collapsed, the femme Prime’s fingers torn from his neck. She held her bruised stomach, staggering to fall face forward beside Chris, two limp and seemingly lifeless forms now laying side by side as they sprawled across the arena seats.
*
Laura was also in the fight of her life. She was a fair bit stronger than the female Prime she was fighting, but the Arion woman was by far the more skilled in combat. Both women were now completely naked, the Prime astounded to see that her blonde opponent was both unharmed and even aroused from their violent battle. Blow after powerful blow from the Prime had rained on Laura, many hitting either her breasts or her stomach, the woman’s fearsome back kick having smashed Laura’s body through armored steel walls several times already.
Laura began to feel the blows weakening her and knew she was in trouble. Finally she saw an opportunity and pretended to fall, clutching at her stomach after being kicked hard by the woman. Gloating, the Prime grew careless for a moment as she grabbed Laura’s hair and lifted her up, preparing to crush her windpipe with her steely fingers. Laura, with desperate speed, proceeded to grab her around the waist with one arm, bear hugging her. Laura’s other arm joined the first, and the contest suddenly became one of raw strength instead of finesse; a contest that Laura’s Velorian muscles were uniquely equipped to win!
Squeezing with all of her might, her dramatic muscles standing out in bold relief, she tried to suffocate the woman by collapsing her lungs, crushing the woman’s hardened body against the steel of her own. The Prime’s lips pulled back in pain as she desperately but ineffectually rained blow after blow on Laura’s invulnerable shoulders, back and face. Her vision was dimming when the resourceful Prime suddenly remembered that Velorians had unusually powerful libidos. She did the only thing she could think of, wrapping her arms around Laura’s neck and pulling her to her, and kissing her with as much passion as possible.
Startled, still unused to her body’s strong reactions to another superwoman’s strength, Laura relaxed her grip just a little, presenting the exact opportunity which the Prime needed for the next step of her sudden plan, her hand darting downward to spread Laura’s arms a bit, and reaching between her widely spread legs. Her fingers found Laura’s nether lips, spread them far apart, and entered her moistness using many tens of thousands of pounds of force, biceps flexing as she forced her fingers deeply into Laura’s body.
Laura threw her head back, screaming “NO” as a wave of uncontrollable arousal exploded through her like a tidal wave. Unfortunately for the Arion however, she didn’t know that Laura had received a tiny dose of Orgone energy herself when she had smashed an Orgone energy generator while freeing the slaves.
Now, as the Prime’s fingers plunged inside of her, Laura screamed wildly as an immensely powerful orgasm shook her to the core of her being. Her muscles contracted, her incredible thighs trapped the Prime’s hand, and her arms squeezed in paroxysms far stronger than the Prime had thought possible, Laura’s Velorian genes having become so dominant in recent weeks. The femme Prime was old, her bones comparatively brittle, and several of them snapped under the force of muscles that were far stronger than any steel, stronger even than an Arion physique, and powered to their absolute limits by her violent climax. Both women fell to the floor, one unconscious, the other trying to gain her feet while still shaking from her orgasm.
Finally standing on wobbling legs, Laura looked up to see Diana finishing off her opponent, a kick from her powerfully gorgeous legs sending the Prime’s head to one side with a sickening SNAP!
Turning, Laura gasped when she saw Chris’ unmoving form, his arms and legs tangled with an unconscious or dead female Prime. She was but a blur of blond hair and tanned skin as she streaked to his side, quickly checking his vital signs. Relieved, she felt that his heart was still beating, though his neck was turning purple from ten bruises that were spreading across it. She tenderly picked him up, flying him out of the room to the shuttle bay.
Arriving at the shuttle bay, Martin disgustedly informed her that Kara had carried Aurora and an unknown black girl into the last operating shuttle, the automatic sequence having launched it, leaving the rest of them stranded without a working shuttlecraft!
“OK, Martin, get everybody into the undamaged shuttle and take off for Earth! Launch the damaged one first, Diana and I will have to catch up with it and manage without engines. We can’t hold these Arions back for long, they’ll soon be organized and I can’t fight them all off at once. You need to get out of here; we’ll find our way to you. Go... hurry!”
“Are you sure?! Diana can’t survive for long in vacuum like you can, she’ll need protection to reach the shuttle!”
“Martin, get your butt out of here now! I said I’d take care of it, you have too many other people to get to the surface!”
Sue hesitated no longer. Taking charge, she activated the auto-launch sequence of the damaged shuttle before grabbing Martin’s shirt and lifting him from the floor, literally yanking him backwards into the ship, his eyes still on Laura’s back as they retreated, the flex of her amazing calves mesmerizing him for a moment. He quickly recovered as the door closed, and the craft immediately thrust into space by the hangar’s launch system.
*
Diana was exhausted, barely able to stand up, having just single-handedly beaten a femme Prime, the woman now laying crumpled at her feet. She was turning to leave when two male Primes suddenly showed up, both of them diving toward her. The fact that they were almost falling-down drunk from partying on the R&R ship was the only thing that enabled her to dodge them, the floor trembling from the impact of their steel-thewed bodies when they landed face first two rows below in the arena seating area. They were just staggering back to their feet to renew the attack when there was a loud boom and a dull ringing impact like padded metal hitting naked steel!
Flying faster than the speed of sound, Laura had returned to the Arena and smashed into the side of one male Prime hard enough to knock him though several steel walls, his thoughts completely scrambled by the unexpected attack.
Unfortunately for Laura, that left her wide open to a counterattack, the other male Prime diving drunkenly toward her and grabbing her from behind. His hands uncharacteristically grabbed her waist and he began squeezing hard, his fingers digging painfully into her. Screaming in pain, she fell to her knees while trying to twist away, and was surprised when the Arion suddenly released her! Turning, her cocked fist ready to deliver a killing blow, she saw him clutching his groin and moaning, a very satisfied looking Diana bringing her foot to rest right behind him. Smiling at each other, the two of them swung their mighty fists into the Prime’s chest at the same time, smashing his body upward so hard that he flew completely through the ceiling and out the outer hull of the ship!
Alarms were now ringing and buzzing everywhere, red lights flashing along the hallways. A strong breeze filled the ever thinning air as the ship’s atmosphere poured from the many breaches in the outer hull. Hand in hand, Diana and Laura flew back towards the hangar, noticing torn and damaged electronics dangling from control panels along every wall.
“Wow, when Sue wrecks controls she doesn’t fool around!” Laura said laughing grimly. When they finally reached the shuttle bay, Diana experienced a sinking feeling in her gut--all the shuttles were gone!
Laura didn’t hesitate, quickly tearing open the steel lockers located along one wall of the loading area, searching for a Beta pressure suit that was big enough for her Amazon companion. Diana soon joined her, tearing at the lockers and leaving ragged gashes in the steel with her own steely fingernails, eventually finding a suit that was about the right size.
Laura flew back to guard the door while Diana tried to put the suit on, the unfamiliar zippers and fittings confusing her as she struggled with it. Finally, she succeeded in getting it sealed, looking back up to see the door bending open as Laura was pushed back, a half dozen Primes, most of them half drunk but still very powerful, slowly overpowering her. The thick steel door groaned as it bent inward to begin folding over Laura’s body.
Laura quickly released her hold on the door, the Arions falling on their faces as she then ran toward the far wall to meet Diana. They quickly ripped the wall covering off to find the main braces. Grunting with effort, they flexed their fantastic legs in unison, muscles bulging from their long sexy legs that would dwarf Terra’s best body builders. Each woman grinned to see the clean lines of the other, the massive Vendorian-steel braces buckling as these two superwomen tore the entire wall of the shuttle bay apart, the hard vacuum suddenly sucking everyone out into space.
Laura grabbed the Amazon and used her flying power to thrust the two of them away from the ship. The helpless Primes were simply left to drift in the hard vacuum, lacking Laura’s flying ability and unable to generate the forces required to return them to their mother ship. Laura smiled grimly, thinking of Xar. Space seemed to be getting rather crowded with mightily helpless Primes!
Before long, Laura and Diana were closing in on the engine-less shuttle craft. She eased Diana into the airlock before returning to grip the rear of the shuttle, holding the supports between the impulse engine nozzles. Flexing her firm glutes, squeezing her gorgeous thighs together, she began to generate thrust from those cute muscles to slowly accelerate the huge shuttle on its journey back to the blue globe they called Earth, the native home of at least some of the members of this eclectic collection of allies, a new and exciting home for yet others!
Feeling a bit playful, Laura clicked her imaginary red shoes together three times, thinking, “There’s no place like home, there’s no place like HOME!”
(This story line continues in chapter 28-0)
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