[tent Warning: non, rough, sci-fi, humiliation, branding, body writing, exhibition, girthy alien sex]

  As the dinner wound to a close the majordomo walked up and whispered in Hol Vydon’s ear. Vydon then announced, “And now, what you’ve all been waiting for… dessert.”

  The crouded and the sve wait staff cleared ates and refilled wine gsses. The Gythian sve appeared o Kaster’s chair and asked, “Is there anything I provide, sir?”

  “No, I’m fine,” Kaster said trying to dismiss her.

  “Lord Vydon has asked that I take special care of you,” she replied as she slipped down to her knees, “I’ll remain here and attend your needs.”

  Kaster sidered protesting but k would be pointless.

  A human male pushed in a floating tray. He was shirtless and covered in scars. When Kaster looked closer he saw they were brands, not scars at all. On the surface of the floating tray was a small grill with jets of fme radiating up from it. A slender rod y on the grill, with its wooden handle hanging in space away from the fmes.

  The two guards came from behind Vydon ao each side of Indy-Ra. With a wave of the wand her neck colr was freed from the chair and the two guards grabbed her by the arms. They pulled the chair bad lifted her up. Her wrists were each shoved to the table and with aap of Vydon’s wand the Fury’s bracelets were stuck fast bending the naked womahe table edge. More appuse came from the uests.

  Hands massaged Kaster’s thighs. He looked down to see that the Gythian sve had crawled between his legs and was running her hands on him guiding his knees apart. Her fingers went to the csps at the front of his trousers w them free quickly.

  When Kaster looked back dowable length he could see the guests were all taking liberties with the serving sves. Some had sves dowween their legs thrusting themselves up into sug mouths. A man and woman couple had a sve pushed down onto the table while both worked fingers into pussy and ass. Another rough character had a sve straddling him demanding she guide him inside her while she ground on his p. Once his cock was free Kaster felt warm lips around it and suck him in. The only person not indulging was Hol Vydon, who watched the struggling Fury with glee.

  The branded man took the wooden handle in one hand and turhe rod rotating so the fmes licked at it evenly. He positioned himself directly behind Indy-Ra as the guests ughed and urged him on. A small spherical drone floated over the branded man’s shoulder, and holo-vids appeared around the table floating in air. Indy-Ra’s bare asscheek was dispyed for all.

  With a nod from the Hol, the branded man lifted the rod from the fmes. At the end of the rod was an intricate i of a star encircled by a strig snake, glowing cherry red i. Indy-Ra had turned her head to see what was transpiring and stiffened. She turned back to look at Kaster, then closed her eyes. Kaster assumed she was reg a mantra but couldn’t tell with the gag c her face. Although it was admittedly difficult to focus with the expert lips of the serving sve sug hard at him.

  Kaster watched as the glowing brand disappeared behind Indy-Ra, there was a hiss, and she pulled furiously at the bracelets. The binds refused to budge, stuck fast to the table and unyielding. Indy-Ra pulled at them until the skin at her wrists went white from exertion, but she did not scream. The holo-dispys showed everything, the sun and snake seared into her ass with absolute crity. The guests were disappointed begging the Hol to have her branded again.

  “And now she is a proper fuck sve of this household.” Vydon annouo a smattering of appuse. He turo the branded man, “Go ahead…”

  The branded man cut the fmes on the grill then turhe tray around. On its other side were a colle of ser pens. He ran his fingers along them, looked at Indy-Ra’s unbranded cheek as if gauging his vas, theed a pen. With a button press a small focused beam flicked from the end of the pehe down to work his artistry.

  When Indy-Ra struggled the two guards pressed in oher side and shoved their elbows to her back. One held her by the back of the neck. Together they locked her down so her struggles would not mar the work about to be done.

  The branded man leaned doressed the pen to her cheek. Whisps of smoke curled up away from flesh, all captured in close detail on the holo-dispys. As the guests molested their sves, drank their wine, and ughed at the fate of the Fury, Indy-Ra’s ass had words etched upon it.

  When it was dohe holo-dispys showed her ass with, “Fuck Sve,” burned into the flesh. Indy-Ra y across the table breathing heavily and pulling at her binds to no avail. Kaster himself had to say one of his own mantras to dey climaxing in the sve’s mouth.

  “Are there any gestions?” Vydon asked the crowd.

  A series of lewd suggestions poured out. Kaster watched Indy-Ra, w if there was some reservoir in her waiting for an opportunity to free herself and sy everyone in the room.

  The sve released his rock-hard cod climbed up his p. Kaster tried to stop her, but she slipped up on him being very practiced at the maneuver. She leaned into his ear and whispered, “Allow me, sir, or I will be beaten.” Her deft fingers reached under herself finding his cod pressing it to her moist t. She eased onto him, and he sighed.

  Watg the Gythian he was surprised to see a look of utter joy. Gythians were universally stoid uional, a product of strict religious culture valuing logical thought over emotion. This one was a deviant by her own people’s standards, enjoying sex for its pleasure and not just an activity of procreation. He groaned as she slid down him and paused to clutch him with herself.

  Turning back to Indy-Ra, Kaster saw that the guards had flipped her over on her back. Her arms were still bound to the table, wrists crossed now over her head. While they held her down the branded man was busy carving, “Worthless t,” just above her pussy. Her limbs twitched.

  At the guest end a sve had been thrown across the table and was being railed mercilessly by a hard-looking human. The sve cried out iasy as it was the most profound experience of her life, impnts or show, no one cared. Others had finished iheir sves, and were pying ames, making the sves the guests with their tongues, or having the sves i food into each other. The sheer dece made Kaster uneasy, doubly so with the skilled performance of the Gythian riding him.

  When, “Bitch,” had beeched over the breast of Indy-Ra, Vydon turo Kaster and asked, “What would you like oher tit?”

  It was difficult to focus, the Gythian was very skilled, and enjoying her work as she slid up and down him slowly egging him on to a climax.

  “Traitor.” Kaster replied.

  “Now that’s not very humiliating.” Vydon said, “shouldn’t it be something a little more…”

  “No,” Kaster cut him off, “Every time she looks in a mirror, the word traitor will stand out. The others are names you’ve given her. But traitor? That was hers before she ever got here.”

  The Hol nodded, “Traitor it is then.”

  Kaster looked up at the blue sve riding him. She begged, “Please, sir…”

  He reached out with his focus feeling her. She was so close, wao climax so badly. A she revented. He could feel the dead spaces the impnts made. Vibrating furiously until she was right at that peak, then they would stop suddenly, keeping her on edge and randy.

  Fighting back his own climax he asked, “Please what?”

  “May I cum? I ’t unless you give me permission. Please, sir, let me cum. I feel you are so close. Please let us do it together, it will feel so good. Please, sir.”

  Struggling to hold bay longer Kaster whispered, “Cum for me.”

  The Gythian sve lost trol. She clutched at him and smmed her hips down into him, fug him with all her might. As she howled in his ear, he could feel her snatch grabbing at him milking him as she went. Kaster let his trol slip a a tightening pressure in his core. Every muscle seemed to tighten. Every stroke of her spasming t edged him further on. And he broke. Release felt like a searing pain ripping through his cock, every spurt a hot fiery volic eruption. As she smmed against him the noises of their unio from spping sounds to soggy wet squishes.

  He felt it all through his Focus. The impnts buzzed crazily making her fre in arousal then lose all trol. She was broadcasting her delight so loudly that even a neophyte Fury would be able to read her. All thought vanished from her as she lost herself tasmic pleasure. Something that was deo her stantly, something she begged for every single day.

  He groaned in her ear as she whispered, “Thank you, sir, thank you.”

  She tinued riding him until the sensitivity became unbearable. With a shove he pushed her off, and she slid down him back to the floor. Her mouth sucked his co for a moment as she sucked all the fluids off him. His hands went to her hair to pull her off, but she’d already uncoupled and instead was busy usioo p at his balls, trying to up every drop of cum.

  When Kaster looked up, the Guards had pulled Indy-Ra up to stand, showing off her new brands. On her face was, “Wh,” on one side of her mouth, followed by, “re,” oher. Her forehead read, “Fury Slut.” Across her chest above each tit were the words, “Traitor Bitch.” Her stomach had, “Cumdump,” “Rapemeat,” and “Worthless t.” On her back a drawing of a penis with wings, someone said she wasn’t a Fury, or a Phoenix, but a Penix now. And on the ass, “Fuck Sve.”

  The crowd ughed and cheered as each was revealed. The drone captured all of it showing every detail in close-up to the crowd. When the iion was plete the guards threw Indy-Ra back down across the table attag her hands to the surface, and her legs to the table supports.

  “O morsel for this dessert,” Vydon said, “She won’t be a true fuck sve until we have her worn in.”

  The guests erupted in appuse. And the appuse tinued as a naked Ransar strutted into the dining hall. Ransars were a stocky raing from a high gravity world. This one was about average huma, but twice as thick. His cock ierced twice with sve impnts, ohrough his thick fttened head, and another on the fleshy underside to the shaft. The shaft itself was girthy, so wide in fact that Kaster doubted it could fit into Indy-Ra.

  The Ransar stepped up behind Indy-Ra and grabbed her hips with thick leathery fingers. His squashed fad upturned nose reminded Kaster of a Sol Rhino, something he’d seen in a zoo as a child. With a yowling warcry the Ransar drove himself into Indy-Ra’s slick hole.

  Damn it, Kaster thought, the sve girl w his cock had distracted him from reag out to Indy-Ra. He immediately turned his focus to the bound Fury. She was reag out to him as well, begging for help, trying to appeal to something he’d lost long ago.

  She could feel him behihe ft thick head, wrong shaped for humans pressing hard against her. It felt horribly wrong, a, she was so worked up, so horny, so ready to be peed that she wa to fill her. She pushed back, boung off the head trying to make it work in. The fingers on her hips were crushing her, but that too felt so good, sht, so natural.

  It jammed against her hard, and she could feel herself being pried apart. It hurt, but in such a delicious way. She was being torn open, ripped in two, and filled as she never had been before. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, could only feel herself being stuffed pletely by alien cock.

  And hot eager lips ed around her coo, his cock. Kaster could feel the Gythian sve sug his painful hard tool again. He reached back out for Indy-Ra.

  She grunted as the Ransar thumped into her cervix. The shock that came from the gag was burning hot, but failed to distract from her split apart t. He started shoving into her forcefully, pounding away like she was meat. It felt like a crowbar rying her ass apart, literally splitting her. While she wao cry and scream out, doing so would only produce more pain from the gag. Instead, she tried to rex as the beast behind her fucked into her like a jackhammer.

  Kaster could feel himself nearing climax again. As he felt everything that Indy-Ra went through, it both horrified him aed him in ways he’d never felt before. He was so close, and she was so close, and all those watg were enraptured in the sheer brilliance of their passion.

  “Cum for us!” yelled Kaster, “Cum for us you fug slut, Indy-Ra. Cum for everyo this table. Show them all what a nasty sg you are.”

  Indy-Ra screamed. The gag shocked her. Her back arched. The Ransar drilled intrunting. Kaster erupted in the warm mouth on his cock. He howled. The su nearly took his skin off. He thrust spurting into his receptacle. She howled while being shocked. The alien fucked her. She came. He came. The alien came. Waves of pleasure seeping into everyone present. A shockwave asm.

  Kaster tilted his head back yowling in delight as the sve sucked him dry. Wheurned breathless and panting, he gnced dowable. The guests and sves were all equally dazed, frozen in pce, many in various states of molestation. They all went back about their business, slowed and unprehending in the wake of what they’d experienced.

  Vydon too was dazed. His bulk quivered. He gasped for air like a fish out of water. Blinking he looked to Kaster unprehending.

  The Ransar colpsed onto the floor exhausted. Leaving Indy-Ra shaking and alone oable. The drone recorded a thick ooze of greyish alien cum dripping dowhighs and out of her abused and gaping slit.

  Kaster looked down to see the Gythian sve rubbing her face against his crotch, relishing the feel of his sticky cock across her skin. She’d felt it too, the explosiohe Fury had climaxed. She looked up at him with ad eyes, probably thinking he’d caused it.

  “I o go.” Kaster told Vydon.

  Vydon shook his head, “Of course. My servant will see you paid.”