Message-ID: <12875eli$9807081832@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: lordshon@aol.com (Lord Shon) Subject: Alien Bikini Sex Slave 2/3 (FF/Monster, bondage, silly) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <1998070816334400.MAA19663@ladder01.news.aol.com> Alien Bikini Sex Slaves is a silly story involving sex between Earth Women and Alien monsters. This story leans more towards humor and comedy than horror. In other words, this is not a story about young women dipped in slime and being attacked by things with teeth. This story is mine but feel free to archive, print or share as long as you don't make any money from it. All comments are welcome by e-mail. A picture of some of the characters and information about how the story was created can be found at http://members.aol.com/Lordshon/AlienBikini.html Alien Bikini Sex Slave part 2 By Shon Richards Heather fell over again in the bare metal room. Swearing loudly, she tried to get up again. Her hands and ankles were bound with some sort of odd magnetic bracelets, and it made it impossible to maintain any sort of balance. She scooted herself upright again, and tried to stand. Standing, she began a series of bunny hops towards her goal. Her flopping breasts immediately began bouncing out of control, despite being held in by a flimsy bikini top. The flopping of her chest broke her balance again. She fell face forward, her long blonde hair falling behind her. Meanwhile, her best friend Michelle was trying to move too. Michelle's breasts that she received as a "sweet sixteen" present were too large to even attempt standing up. Instead, she was using her bound hands and ankles to crawl slowly across the floor of their prison. Her long tanned limbs slowly inched her across the floor. While Heather was falling for the fifth time that evening, Michelle enjoyed the awards of crossing the room first. Michelle rose to her knees and lifted her head to the odd metal tube that had came into their prison a few minutes ago. Opening her mouth wider than even the time she gave Wess "The Donkey" Miller a blowjob, she licked the end of the metal ball at the end of the tube. To her relief, beer flowed from the tube with each lick. While Heather was crashing down and swearing, Michelle was getting good and drunk. Michelle thought back to those strange aliens who had captured her and Heather just an hour ago. What had began as an innocent examination by friendly extra-terrestrials had quickly became kinky as the girls were stripped of their panties and warned to not show their nipples on pain of death. After the creatures stuck a needle in their assess, the girls were enjoyably fucked by the most talented dildo Michelle had ever experienced. Michelle was still a little scared, and being bound was never a good thing, but after licking the beer dispenser for a few minutes, she decided things could be worse. Unknown to the girls, one of the aliens was watching them from a remote camera. Soolan was in awe of the two earth females and had finished his meal quickly so that he could watch them some more before the next part of the entertainment. He was empathy bonded to Heather through her implant and was feeling every delicious collision she had with the floor. He rubbed his errogenous zones in his fingers as he watched Heather try to kick her legs against the floor to reach Heather. "If my pair-mate had legs that long, " Soolan sighed, "I would have never agreed with my bud-brother to sneak away to this hedonistic vacation." His musings stopped as he watched in fascination at his selected female. She had broken her natural shell on one of her fingers and she was now examining her fingertip. Soolan fantasized for a moment that it was one of his fingers she was staring at so intently. His black eyes widened incredibly as she brought the finger to her mouth and chewed the broken shell off. His empathy link transmitted sensations of her warm breath on his fingers. His skin changed colors in sexual arousal as her lips encompassed the finger. Trembling, he felt every moment as her teeth chewed her finger, the wetness of her mouth driving him to extacsy. Finally he orgasmed in a rainbow flash of colors, coinciding with Heather rubbing her fingers dry. Soolan had managed to compose himself and flick the monitor off when his bud-brother Weelaj came in. Their host Olaax followed him, and took his place at the monitor controls. As the two customers settled into their relaxation lounges, Olaax projected a list of races on the main monitor. "I hope you two are enjoying your time with Universal Fornication Operations so far?" Olaax asked. "I am having a wonderful time." Soolan said exuberantly. Weelaj shifted his thin frame nervously before answering. "I liked the fornication we had earlier," he began, "But I hope we can move on to something more exotic now?" Olaax smiled with his small mouth. "I can tell what you are a true explorer of hedonism my valued customer. In fact, we have a large list of creatures onboard who can pleasure your selected women. Or they can terrify and maul the earth women if that is your choice. It is only limited by who you choose for them to copulate with." Soolan quickly asked "The other creatures won't harm them will they?" "Rest assure that their memories of this situation will be wiped clean and any scars or limbs removed will be fixed before they debark." Olaax responded. Soolan tried to not let his worry show when he thought of his pet Heather having her limbs torn out. "However, " Olaax interjected happily, "For an extra fee, you could even kill the Earth females and we would be able to settle with their government to cover any problems. I remember one humorous time when we picked up an earth man by the name of Jimmy Hoffa. Our customers disliked him so much they arranged for him to be mated with a Jwrrt'fuk. As you already know, the Jwrrt'fuk always eats it's mate starting with external digits first." Weelaj joined in Olaax's laughter and Soolan tried to convincingly laugh with them. When the laughter subsided, Weelaj examined the list for a suitable mate. Olaax looked at his choice and laughed in glee. "Excellent choice," Olaax complimented this Gaxion is known for his violent ways and experience in subjugating earth females. Now you two will be able to see what it is like for an earth female to feel terror and distress." Soolan's grey face paled as he heard Olaax describe the horror his pet Heather will undergo. He wanted to look away but once the empathy machine was activated, he knew that he would feel every moment of terror. His bud-brother Weelaj was bouncing in his chair with excitement. The monitor screen flickered to life to show Michelle leaning next to the wall with a hose in her hand. Olaax quickly covered the screen as Michelle made use of the only waste-removal facility in the room. Only until the noise of the vacuum pump had diminished did he let his customers see the screen again. Nothing kills a Pur'lecki's sexual drive like seeing alien waste by-products. When the customers were able to see the screen, Michelle was crawling around the room looking for an escape. Heather had her back to the camera, her face buried next to a wall. The camera zoomed in on her and they watched as she licked the large metal ball at the end of a long tube. Soolan was hypnotized by her tongue flickering out while Weelaj was asking Olaax as to what she was doing. "That tube contains a liquid that acts as a stimulant to their race." Olaax explained. "This particular stimulant is effective in making the earth creatures more accepting to their fate, as well as clouding their judgement. Earth females tend to drink as much as ten times the volume of this liquid than any other beverage we supply. The metal ball is to prevent them from drinking too much at one time." they then watched in silent awe as Heather widened her mouth and sucked the entire tube into her mouth. They then watched as her throat expanded and contracted with huge swallows. "I'd say they really like it." Weelaj commented. They then became quiet as a door opened in the girls' room. Soolan twitched nervously while Weelaj rubbed his hands in the anticipation of erotic terror. Michelle was the first to notice that her bounds were loose. Excited, she jumped up and did a classic cheerleader leap, splitting her legs wide in the air. When she landed, she saw the door open and her joy quickly died as something horrible walked in. It was seven feet tall and was covered in a golden down. Michelle liked the idea of a man with fur, but his face resembled something that belonged in a pasture. His head had a snout with flaring nostrils and two deep set brown eyes. The foot long horns projecting from his head also completed the bovine comparison. Michelle was going to get Heather's attention but the creature's roar did that for her. It then flexed it's eight arms and stepped into the room. It looked back and forth at each of them, it's jaws slobbering at the sight of easy pickings. "Holy shit!" Heather said. "What the fuck is this? Another science experiment?" "Heather," Michelle said with exasperation, "I seriously doubt these space perverts are doing any kind of experiments. Besides with those horns, this guy looks like some sort of freaky cow." The creature stepped forward and two thick, stiff and erect appendages swung between it's legs. The girls gasped and Heather even clapped. It looked at them in confusion, it was used to earth females climbing the wall at this point. "That, " Heather said breathlessly, "is a Bull, not a cow." The girls jumped as the creature growled at them in English. "You weak and foolish earth bitches are about to be raped by Known-too, defiler of one hundred and forty-two earth women!" he growled at them. Michelle put her hands on her naked hips and jutted her stuffed bikini top at Known-too. "No one rapes me without buying dinner first, especially not some freak with an attitude problem, right Heather?" Michelle turned to see Heather turn around and offer her backside to known-too. As Michelle's face reddened with fury, Known-too was charging across the room. "Rape me! Rape me!" Heather cried as Known-too fell on her body. Michelle almost rushed over to help her friend, but doubted her ability to stop the lust crazed monster. Or stop Known-too. Known-too's muscular body stood up and lifted Heather's not quite struggling body with him. His two upper arms easily lifted her from under her shoulders while his bottom hands locked on tightly to each of her thighs. Four remaining hands traveled and mauled the rest of heather's body, grabbing and pinching like only a man with two sets of testes could do. Heather whipped her long blonde hair out of her face and looked down as known-too separated her legs. Slowly he lowered her onto his double cocks, his powerful muscles preventing her from escaping or speeding the process. Michelle watched with a new admiration for her pointy nose friend as the two bull-steaks were engulfed by Heather's sex and anus. Heather writhed in his mauling arms as her senses were driven mad by the slow steady creep of his huge members into her. "Heather, are you sure this is such a good idea?" Michelle asked as she watched a shaft of golden flesh disappear into her. "Oh God Michelle," Heather groaned, "I think he's going to kill me with AHHHHHHH" Because Heather's orgasm prevented her from saying she was dying with pleasure, Michelle thought she was saving her life by attacking Known-too. She was also just pretty much pissed at this point and wanted to attack something. You don't become a mudwrestling champion at Camp Beaver without picking up a homicidal streak. Michelle started by kicking Known-too's muscular back as hard as she could. Known-too responded by bellowing a challenging roar. Michelle then escalated by grabbing one of his legs and biting down. She stopped when her head was lifted several feet in the air by the roots of her well groomed hair. When she stopped screaming from the pain, his hand let go of her hair and dropped her bare bottom to the ground. Meanwhile, Heather was having her second orgasm from his slow penetration of her ass and pussy. When her sex clenched with pleasure, Known-too decided it was time to really terrify her. He grunted with glee as he lifted and dropped her back on his double cock assault. Faster he pulled her body onto him, and tighter did he grip her with his four sets of arms on her body. His grunts echoed through the room as he charged his horns of flesh inside her. Michelle renewed her assault on the attacker of her best friend. Clenching her hands together, she swung as hard as she could at Known-too's back. She was pleased when he grunted as she hit him, but realized it wasn't because of her when he kept grunting in a steady rythym. She watched as his muscular buttocks clenched and squeezed with ungodly power. She sneaked a pinch of his ass, and nearly forgot he was "raping" her friend when she felt how tight his muscles were. "Don't worry Heather!" Michelle yelled to Heather over her orgasmic screaming. "I'll save you from this macho pig, I mean bull." "Great ahhh, ahh, ohhhh, Michelle," Heather responded. "You ummm, Yes! Yes!, don't have to OH GOD YOU'RE BIG, have to rush or anything." Michelle decided that she was tired of this guy having his way with Heather. She also decided she was tired of not getting any. She figured her best bet was to incapacitate him somehow, and then molest him. It was the least she was owed after all this trouble. Known-too was still fucking heather standing up, and Michelle knew there was no way she could knock down those huge thighs. She reached up and grabbed a handhold on one of his many biceps, and lifted herself up. It was hard climbing someone who was also thrusting away at a pretty blonde. She climbed up his back, going from arm to arm till she was beside his head. Michelle had to keep pushing Heather's flailing hair out the way in order to see once she got there. Known-too was still ignoring Michelle. Even though she was beside his head, he was completely enraptured by the beauty in his many arms. Sure he had defiled one hundred and forty-two earth women, but none of them actually cheered him on as he fucked them. He was also turned on by the way Heather kept trying to push yourself deeper onto him. None of the women he had attacked ever yelled "Fuck me harder bull-stud!" either. Michelle tried to wrap her arms around his thick neck, but knew it would be pointless. She then gripped his horns and tried to turn his head, but his snout was buried in Heather's hair and wasn't moving. Hoisting herself up, she went for her favorite move. She slipped her long legs around his neck and tried squeezing the life out of him. Instead she received a sweet shock of pleasure as she rubbed herself on his soft fur. Grabbing his horns with a new purpose, Michelle rocked herself on top of Known-too's head. Her buttocks bounced with new vigor as she humped herself to an orgasm. His horns made it easy for her to throw her whole body into the motion, alternating between bending over his head and throwing herself out at a sixty degree angle away from him. Her body had been deprived of sex for at least an hour, and she was quickly making up for lost time. Known-too was outraged. He was enjoying fucking the weak blonde in his arms, but the bitchy one was doing something obscene on his head. He was so close to spurting, he vowed to avenge the back of his head after he came. Meanwhile his two cocks were surging together inside heather. His hands clenched her breasts, hips, thighs and shoulders as he felt the dizzying power of his orgasm approaching. That's when he blacked out. Heather was enjoying the thrill of being gang-banged by one guy when her lover collapsed on her. She screamed as nine hundred pounds of tipped bull fell on her. She tried to squirm out, but her anus was clenched on his cock which made it harder to slip his other cock out of her insatiable sex. Eventually she crawled out, only to see Michelle still riding Known-too to her ninth orgasm. "Damn it Michelle!" Heather cursed as she rubbed her sore ass, "Did you kill another lover?" Michelle untangled her legs and was satisfied by the large damp spot on the back of his neck. "I didn't kill him, I was rescuing you, remember?" Their argument was cut short by their bonds re-activating. The girls collapsed as their ankles and wrists snapped together. Fallen on the ground, they watched as a set of mechanical arms dragged known-too out of the room. The door closed behind him, and the girls looked at each other in their empty room. A silence hung over them as they found themselves alone again. So they started arguing again. 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