Page 43 of Kidnapped from the Paradise Resort

“Oh, he’s coming in from the southern quadrant so it’s going to be a little while—but he said he was going to drop everything to be here,” the Paradisian said.

“The southern quadrant? But that’s sofar. I gave her a really big dose—she’s going to need to get fuckedsoon,” Spikes protested.

The Paradisian shrugged.

“What do you want me to do? I can’t control where the client is. I’ve had him on standby for the past five years, waiting until we found the perfect little princess, just for him.”

“Well he’s going to be happy tonight!” Spikes said. “A golden pussy, just for him that nobody’s touched yet. Lucky bastard.” He frowned at Kara. “If she lives through the dick-fever long enough for him to reach her.”

“Hey—you told me your dosage was never wrong!” the Paradisian snarled. “Are you telling me she might die before he can get to her?”

“You didn’t tell me he was coming from the fucking southern quadrant!” Spikes snapped.

As they bickered and quarreled, Kara felt something strange happening to her body. Her nipples were suddenly so tight they hurt and her pussy felt incredibly tender and sensitive. Her clit seemed to be throbbing with need and she was getting extremely wet all of a sudden.

What was wrong with her? Was this the “dick-fever” Spikes was talking about? And could she really die of it?

As if in answer, she began to feel a deep emptiness inside—an aching, yearning hunger that made her need to be filled—to be taken long and hard and deep.

“Ahhh!” She let out a strangled cry. “Oh God, what’s wrong with me?”

“There—see? I told you! You gave her too much!” The Paradisian growled. “The client is still twenty mimims away.Nowwhat are we going to do?”

“I don’t know—fuck her yourself, maybe?” Spikes suggested. “I can’t promise she’ll last twenty minims in this state—she’s reaching Peak Need.”

“I can’t do that and neither can you—you know the Owner would kill either one of us if we fucked a golden pussy ourselves and didn’t make any profit off it!” the Paradisian protested. “We can’t just?—”

“Excuse me?” a new voice said. It was a girl with a slim figure and long hair, Kara saw dimly. She was poking her head in the room, letting some outside light into the Hellscape.

“Yeah, what is it?” the Paradisian snarled.

“I have a client here who specifically wants the woman Gaela and Nono just brought in,” the girl told him.

“What? The Trollox? Is he here already?” He sounded surprised.

The girl shook her head.

“I’m afraid not. This is a new client. He says he, uh, followed her scent here and he wants to buy her and take her home with him.”

“What? We can’t sell a golden pussy—not without getting some use out of it first!” the Paradisian protested. “I promised my Trollox client that he could have first crack at her.”

“She’s not going to live until the Trollox gets here,” Spikes said. “Lookat her.”

He nodded at Kara, who was writhing in her bonds. The emptiness inside her was so bad she couldn’t think straight!

“Well, I’m not selling her to someone else before the Trollox at least gets to have her once,” the Paradisian said. “It’s not worth my life to sell her out from under him—he’d rip my fucking head off. And yours too,” he added, glaring at Spikes.

“Why not let the client who’s asking for her fuck her first—that will ease the dick-fever,” Spikes suggested. “Then we clean her up in time for the Trollox and pretendhe’sthe first to have her. After he’s finished with her, we can sell her to the first client—if he still wants her once she’s all stretched out by a monster Trollox cock!” He gave a crude laugh as though the idea of Kara being “stretched out” was hilarious.

The Paradisian’s third eye blinked thoughtfully.

“You know, that’s not a bad idea. Okay,” he said, turning to the girl, who had been waiting patiently. “Tell him she’s not for sale but he can fuck her for now and we’ll talk about a sale later. Got that?”

“Got it.” She nodded and Kara watched as the three of them left the room together. Oh God, what was going to happen to her? Her whole body was aching and her pussy was begging to be filled but she didn’t want to be fucked by some stranger!

She had a horrible feeling, though, that soon she wasn’t going to care who fucked her, as long as someone did. The sexual need growing inside her would see to that.

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