Page 17 of Tribute
She fell forward onto the pillows and focused on breathing through too much sensation. Her cunt was still full of the dildo but at least it wasn’t throbbing now. How could she have allowed herself to feel such pleasure? She’d writhed against him and practically begged him to fuck her as hard as he could.
After a few moments he came back, disconnected the dildo, scooped her up, and walked her through the shower again before depositing her on her blanket by the bed. She immediatelycurled up into a ball and closed her eyes as exhaustion roared through her.
“Night, Lee.”
He turned off the lights and within moments she heard the steady regularity of his breathing slow as he fell asleep. How the hell could he do that when she was still so wired? She eased a hand between her legs, where everything throbbed and felt hot to her touch. She could slide her fist between her pussy lips. She’d never felt so wide open or so vulnerable. And when had her body decided it liked being fucked so roughly? Had her resistance vanished, drowned in a sea of erotic sensations that she now seemed to crave? What the hell had Rehz Akran done to her?
To her despair, the next day turned out to be even worse. When she and the five males arrived with their trainers at the gym area of the compound, the professor was waiting for them—and that was never good.
He grinned at Akran and beckoned him forward.
“I have everything you asked for. Whom shall we start with?”
“Trent.”
Anna watched in dawning horror as Trent was fitted with a cock ring, a plastic dildo similar to the one Akran had used on her the previous night, and leather strapping to keep everything in place. It seemed the piercings were there to make every sexual sensation even more acute. Like they needed that. After all the men were similarly attired, the professor turned to her.
“Slightly different for your female, but same principle.”
She, of course, got two dildos and a clamp over her clit before the leather strapping was wrapped around her hips and ass.
“Okay!” Akran shouted. “Everyone on the treadmills.”
Already sore from the previous night, Anna was slow to respond to the command, earning herself a slap on the ass from Kai, who seemed determined to double-team her while Akran was distracted. She stood on the treadmill and waited for it to start, far too aware of the pulsing energy between her thighs and the friction on her clit.
“Run.”
They started slow, but it didn’t matter; within a few minutes, the professor turned the dildos on and all six of them started to struggle to keep running. Trent was beside her, his head bent to the task of not falling off the treadmill while he started to come. With a groan he sank to his knees and cradled his cock and balls.
Akran and Malke were instantly behind him, yanking him to his feet and yelling. “Keep running! Don’t stop for anything. Keep running.”
Within an hour, they had all fallen at least once and been forced upright and made to continue. The men were coming constantly and Anna was too, but for once she was the quietest of the bunch as the males groaned and eventually screamed their frustration as their cocks were milked dry.
When the session ended, the six of them were curled up on the ground. Beside Anna, Trent was still trying to come, but he obviously had nothing left to give. His body didn’t care as he was wracked with spasms.
“We’ll break for an hour. And then we’ll start hand-to-hand combat.”
Akran’s announcement brought no relief to Anna. How could the trainers expect any of them to perform under such circumstances? It was inhuman.
“Something to say, Lee?”
She raised her head to find Akran looking at her and pressed her lips firmly together.
“Good.” He crouched beside her and began the process of unwrapping the leather straps from around her hips.
She couldn’t help but sigh with relief when he removed the dildos and the clamp. He rested his hand on her mound, keeping her legs wide as he inspected her throbbing cunt.
“Two hours tomorrow. Three the next. Think you can handle it?”
Turning her head away, she fought a wave of tears and the desire to scream her frustration in his face.
His thumb brushed the corner of her eye and she stiffened.
“It’s necessary, Lee. Trust me on this.”
He stood and pointed at the door. “Ten minutes to eat and then meet me in the exercise yard.”
By the end of the third week, Rehz practically had to carry Anna back to his quarters. And she wasn’t the worst affected. A couple of the males had come close to breaking down completely. This was always the hardest part. Pushing the trainees to new physical and sexual limits and then pushing them some more. They thought they were being sexually humiliated, when in fact the program was aiming for sexual depersonalization. In the hostile environment they were entering, taking the emotion out of sex was vital to their survival.
