Page 14 of Ravaged (Vakarran Captives 4)

“Preparing you,” he murmured. “You like pain, and I aim to let you experience as much as you need so that your nightmares stay away for a long, long time, little dove.”

He stuffed his hand in his pocket and took out a silver chain, connected by two silver claws on each end. Slowly, he reached his hand forward, holding one claw open toward my nipple. Almost as if my body was betraying me, the rosy bud hardened for him and I tried to get away, but held fast by my bounds as I was, the resistance was useless. The cuffs were metal, although they were lined with soft fabric, and they didn’t allow enough give for me to free a single one of my limbs.

I watched almost in horror as the silver claw descended over my breast, capturing my nipple in its sharp talons. I screeched as the sting descended over me, an intense ache that somehow shot straight to my clit, making my pussy clench in response.

He moved to clamp the other bud and I struggled, but the claw inevitably closed down over my other breast and my eyes rolled back in my head, a low moan escaping my throat at the tender pain that raced through me.

“You need this, baby. You need to be punished,” he rumbled, and I nodded, knowing he was right.

He took the chain in his fingers and pulled it forward, taking my breasts with it. I arched my back as much as I could, but the pain still pierced me for a split second before it quickly molded into something more pleasurable.

“Taraik,” I begged, my knees wavering as I tried to close my legs, knowing that his treatment was making me wetter than ever and that he could probably see every inch of it.

His fingers swirled in the wet cum on my belly, before he lifted his hand and placed it at my lips.

“Open.”

I obeyed, his finger smearing the cum from three alien men onto my tongue. Immediately, the flavors of berries washed over my tongue and I gasped unexpectedly. Strawberries, blackberries, raspberries, and blueberries, melded together in a delicious mixture that let me breathless for more. The act felt dirty and filthy, but I didn’t care. I wanted more of it. I almost begged him for it. Almost.

He pulled his hand away and I moaned in disappointment. He chuckled.

His fingers explored my body, his exploration slow and steady and incredibly thorough. He kissed, touched, and teased every inch of my skin, swirling alien cum into my flesh in the process. He worked his way up my inner thighs, taking the time to play with my clit using the tip of his tongue. Boldly, he met my eyes while he was doing it and I shuddered with shame.

He drew back, placing his palm directly over my pussy.

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“Such a dirty little cunt. Fucked by three men and still you want more,” he said softly, and I trembled with embarrassment, feeling my cheeks grow red hot with it.

He slapped my folds, harder than Roan had done and I keened with surprise. Pain ricocheted through me, quickly turning to pleasure in a matter of seconds.

“Please don’t,” I begged, but he ignored me, slapping my pussy a handful more times until I was sure it was cherry red, but what surprised me was the fact that it made me hotter. Something about the way he was causing me pain turned me on.

“I’m going to wear this pussy out,” he murmured, and I moaned softly. God, I hoped he would already. My hips jerked toward him, wanting to be filled to the brim with his alien cock. I wanted to be fucked and I wanted it to be hard. I wanted it to hurt.

“Please, punish me,” I begged.

He took my chin in his fingers, leaving me breathless.

“Bad girls like you, little dove, get punished, good and fucking hard,” he whispered, and my entire body ached for him.

Quickly, he freed his massive purple alien cock and pumped it into me, not asking to fuck me, instead just taking me as he desired. Once he was inside me, his cock grew larger and wider, stretching me each moment he was inside of me. It was gradual, but it never allowed my body to get used to his size, which made it all the rougher. He made his cock largest of all and I adored him for it even as I cried out from the pain of it.

He didn’t show me mercy. In fact, he fucked me the hardest of the four, and despite the soreness in my aching pussy, I wanted it. I needed it.

His hard cock massaged my channel, forcing one reluctant orgasm after the next until I was nearly delirious from pleasure. Driven wild with passion, I lost count of how many times I came. My skin buzzed with electricity, my core throbbed painfully, and with every stroke of his cock, my clit pulsed with ecstasy. My throat was raw from my screams and tears leaked from the sides of my eyes, but I didn’t care. I took every last inch of him and loved it all.

I felt my peak take a hold of me and at the exact same time, he ripped the clamps off my nipples and I screamed with pleasure and pain. Ecstasy and hurt. It was glorious in its entirety and my orgasm went on and on, my legs shaking and my core quaking from the intensity of it. I didn’t know when it started or when it stopped. I knew nothing but pleasure.

By the time I felt his hot cum coat the insides of my pussy, I was trembling from the force of it all. Aftershocks quaked my body and I could hardly stay still, my fingers and legs shaking with the power of the ecstasy they had given me.

Completely overwhelmed with it all, I realized that they had done what they set out to do. In that moment, I was free.

Gone was the terror of what had happened to me. Gone were the feelings of black icy numbness that I used to hide within. Instead, the only thing left was the incredible feeling of passion racing through my veins, holding me utterly and completely in its grasp. My breath drew in and out of my lungs and my entire body tingled. I was thoroughly consumed by it and it was glorious.

My eyes fluttered open and closed and four pairs of arms worked to free me from the chair. In no time at all, I was surrounded in a blanket and whisked out of the medical tent. I closed my eyes and opened them sometime later, realizing I was tucked back into the bed in their tent. I noticed haphazardly that the sheets had been cleaned in my absence.

Maybe being the captive of four Vakarrans wouldn’t be so bad after all.

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