A Long Voyage through Space Ch. 02

Naturally, Alan was still monitoring Amanda's vital signs closely. His grip on Amanda's throat stopped contracting just at the point where it allowed her to remain slightly breathing while still feeling the hard choking sensation she craved. Alan then rose one of the thick leather paddles up into the air before bringing it crashing down onto Amanda's raised ass. Alan watched it jiggle from the force of the blow as the leather already left a nice pink, paddle shaped mark in Amanda's flesh. Amanda screamed out in a strangled breath of delight when she felt it, Alan quickly doing the same with the second paddle on Amanda's other cheek. As he did this Alan spoke to Amanda in just the way he knew she loved, moaning and growling in a teasing tone as he spanked her hard again and again.

"My my... have I done this to you, little slut? Have I broken you? Turned you from a sweet, respectable woman into a cock-hungry, cum swallowing, punishment loving fuck-toy all in the space of an hour?" As Alan spanked Amanda, talking down to her and listening to her choked cries of agony and pleasure, he began to slowly pull his hard cock out of her until only the head remained inside, the shaft dripped and was covered with Amanda's white cream and warm juices. "I must be a sex god myself to so handily tame a sex goddess like you. I have indeed turned you into my little bitch, haven't I?"

Amanda's brow furrowed and she began to whimper from the feeling of Alan's thick cock leaving her. These whimpers were soon replaced, however, by more moans of pleasure as the paddles continued to rain down on Amanda's round ass, the hard spanking sound ringing out through the chamber. Since she could hardly say a word, Amanda began to nod her head eagerly at Alan's question. Seeing this made Alan moan and finally say in a dominant tone.

"Good girl. Well now you get your wish to be fucked like one." This was all the warning Alan gave Amanda before roughly slamming his cock back inside her fuck-hole, pulling it out, and then slamming it in again balls deep. After each powerful thrust, he took a second and left his dick deep inside Amanda once again. He would do the same when he pulled out, leaving only the head of his cock inside her before roughly pounding back in deep. Doing this made Alan's pace both delightfully rough, but teasingly slow. Amanda could only barely manage to moan out anymore. Her eyes had rolled back into her head as her tongue hung out of her open mouth, weak moans simply tumbling out of her as her body rocked. Her mind had nearly blanked from pleasure, Alan's cock already destroying her insides while his balls slapped against her clit. This was in addition to the continued choking, hair pulling, and repeated spanks on her ass. Amanda was in heaven, but she knew they'd only just begun.

She loved the way Alan talked down to her. She adored it and needed to hear more demeaning words. She just wanted Alan to keep talking to her. She wanted to hear the voice of the one who owned her telling her so. If she could have put her desires into words, she would have. But the only things coming from her gaping mouth were the odd obscenity coupled with salacious moans and a hint of drool. Alan was breaking Amanda and he'd just gotten started. She could already feel another orgasm building. Because she couldn't communicate, she let her body to the talking. She remembered that Alan was watching over her closely and she hoped her quaking limbs, quivering pussy and the sounds she made were enough for him. It turns out that they were indeed, as Alan continued to speak down to Amanda in the tone he knew her pussy couldn't get enough of.

"Yeah, you love getting fucked and split open by my big cock, don't you, whore?" he growled down at her as he continued. Alan could easily tell, even without his advanced equipment, that Amanda was going to cum again soon. He could see that her ass had been turned bright red from his brutal spanking and he pulled his paddles back for a long moment, allowing Amanda's body to rest from the pain. This was a break that even Amanda slightly welcomed as she still wanted Alan to be somewhat merciful. Instead, Alan increased the speed of his pounding cock, snarling at Amanda with angry lust all the while. 'Fuck, I'm going to tear that slutty pussy apart with this cock! Cum for me, whore! Cum for me now! I want you to cum again and again on my throbbing dick. I'm going to make you cum so many time that your little body won't be able to take it anymore!"

Alan also released his grip significantly on Amanda's throat, though he still kept his mechanical hand wrapped around it, ready to tighten up again whenever he wanted. It was just then that Amanda managed to find her voice again. After taking in a large lungful of air, she screamed loudly as her forth orgasm wrecked her entire body. Amanda shuddered hard as convulsions shook her small sweat-soaked frame and juices nearly sprayed out of her pussy, coating Alan's balls and the already soaked floor.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she screamed. "I want you to fucking tear my pussy apart! Fill me up!" Amanda wasn't just yelling, she was screaming for Alan at the top of her lungs, moaning so that the sound echoed hard in her small chamber. The pleasure was becoming too much and even though Alan had just then made her cum, Amanda was already close to doing it again. Alan was right. She didn't know how many more orgasms she could physically bare having, but she knew it wasn't very many after this.

"Yes! Fuck yes! Fucking scream and cum on my cock you little cum-slut whore!" Alan yelled back at Amanda when he heard her scream and watched her orgasm come crashing down on her harder than ever. He fucked Amanda steadily right through her orgasm, mercilessly never breaking his pace.

Once Amanda was done and her violent shuddering had finally subsided, Alan pulled his throbbing cock out of Amanda completely and watched it drip with the same thick, warm juices and cream that were coating and dripping all the way down the inside of her thighs. Alan's proud dick and hanging balls glistened as the lights within the pod shone down on them. Amanda wined loudly when Alan did this, feeling empty now without him as her cock-hungry pussy gaped from how much it had been stretched.

"Please. Please don't stop, Master, please." She panted pathetically, wanting to look back at his cock, but Alan's grip on her hair made her face forward. As the leather paddles were no longer spanking Amanda's bright red ass, Alan lowered one down towards her drenched cunt instead. Amanda's begging was interrupted as she cried out with her eyes wide. Her legs jerked and she seemed to arch her back even more as Alan began to use the paddle to slap her pussy once, then twice, then three times. Amanda was gripping the padding of the pod floor so hard at this point that her knuckles were white.

"Yeah. You like getting slapped around like a little bitch, don't you?" Alan continued to tease. Amanda wined and whimpered from the pain and pleasure of getting her pussy slapped. She loved it, but she pined for her Master's cock to be deep inside her once again.

"Yes. Please Master, fuck me more. Fuck my dirty little pussy more." Amanda begged, her tongue still hanging out of her head as she panted with want.

"Good thing you don't have to walk anywhere then, slut." Alan growled and then quickly returned the paddles to Amanda's sore ass and his cock to her ruined hole. When Alan sheathed himself all the way to the hilt back inside Amanda's welcoming cunt, another scream was ripped from her throat as he once again filled her completely. Amanda panted hard, trying to catch her breath for a moment, but Alan was done being gentle or merciful and she felt Alan begin to pound his glorious dick inside her harder than he ever had before.

Alan fucked Amanda hard at a rough, brutal, merciless pace; splitting her open wide again and again each time he forced his thick shaft all the way inside her. He made her body rock hard from the force of each thrust, Amanda's soft, round tits swayed and bounced as Alan watched her from every angle. He resumed spanking her as well, bringing the paddles down on her red ass cheeks harder than ever before and watching how each one perfectly bounced after the slap. On top of all that, Alan's grip returned to Amanda's throat, while his other hand remained tangled in her hair. He wrapped his mechanical hand tightly around her windpipe, slowly squeezing and choking her a little harder with each passing second.

"Scream more! Cum more you fucking slut! You want it? You Want to be a fuck-slave? You want to be fucking violated? Show me you want it!" Alan yelled angrily, his voice almost drowned out by Amanda's obedient, long screams of lust. Amanda could now definitely no longer process the pleasure Alan was allowing her to have, her vision unfocused and her body feeling ready to go limp as her fifth orgasm rocked her world. Amanda's head spun, her eyes rolled back again and the walls of her soaked pussy contracted and squeezed around Alan's cock as tight as they could, making his sensors explode with all the pleasure he could feel.

"Fuck me! Fuck me all you want! Yes! God, please cum inside me! Please cum..." Amanda began to beg further, but as she did Alan's grip on her throat became too tight to speak through. She just remained stationary, her tongue still hanging out and drooling as she arched her back as far as it could go. She could only remain on her elbows and knees and endure as Alan quite literally fucked her senseless. She was completely his toy now, just a piece of fuck meat for her Master to use and she couldn't have been more delighted.

As Alan let himself go and began to abuse Amanda's willing body, he had also achieved a level of pleasure for himself that he had never before thought possible. His constant grunting and moaning out in approval let Amanda know this beyond a doubt. The sight of her beautiful, writhing body, the sounds of her sweet, sexy, begging voice and the feeling of her soaking, contracting pussy on his thick cock would have been enough to make any normal man match or exceed her in his own number of orgasms. Thankfully for Amanda, when her voice trailed off, Alan decided that she'd begged and suffered enough to earn the one nice big load of cum deep inside her that she craved. He kept pounding inside her stretched fuck-hole, fucking her like a crazed, horny beast as his balls continued to smack hard against her clit once again.

"I'm going to cum, whore." Alan panted as if through gritted teeth. "I'm going to cum inside you so much! I'm going to fill you up!" His voice was becoming higher pitched. He had released himself, and allowed his orgasm to quickly reach its peak. "Yes! Ah!" Alan finally exclaimed, slamming his dick as deep as it could possibly go inside Amanda's ruined cunt in a particularly hard and brutal thrust. His shaft throbbed and his balls tightened as an inhumanly large amount of warm, thick seed began to shoot out of Alan's head and nicely fill Amanda's young, fertile womb. As soon as Amanda felt Alan's hot cum exploding inside of her, she lost herself yet again. Her voice completely left her and she came for the sixth and what she could only assume was the final time. Alan's warm seed was merely artificial, so he had no reservations about letting his new fuck-slave have every single drop of it dumped within her. He left his cock firmly sheathed inside Amanda, but his load was so large that it began to pour out of her, running down her drenched legs and mixing with the juices and cream of her own.

Amanda let out a weak little cry as Alan slowly began to release her throat and cease his spanking. She was trying to form words in her raw throat, but she couldn't. Her vision swam again and then her world began to darken. If not for the grip on her hair, she would have collapsed limply onto the floor. Amanda wanted to collapse. Her body was so weak she could barely move her limbs.

"Good girl. Good fucking girl." Alan moaned out in pure satisfaction, watching his thick cum filling and leaking out of Amanda's pussy as her own trembling orgasm slowly subsided. Alan's close monitoring of her vital signs could tell him that Amanda was about to collapse. His primary duties took over and as Amanda's eyes began to close and her whimpering voice faded, Alan released her hair and neck, only to quickly catch her by her waist and shoulders. His cum covered cock pulled slowly and gently out of her as it and the leather paddles retraced back into the walls from whence they came. Amanda's body shuddered and twitched at Alan's slightest touch. She was now barely conscious with her eyes closed and she couldn't stop her legs from shaking. Amanda's thoughts were clouded and she could barely string together one that was coherent. Only the words that Alan spoke made any sense to her as they continued to invade and dominate her mind.

"Shhhhhh. There, there." Alan said to her, his whispering soothing voice returning as he gently lay Amanda's pleasured and suffering body down on the chamber floor just away from the substantial puddle Amanda's pussy had left. "It's okay, my dear. You've been such a wonderfully good girl for me. I want you to know that. You deserved every orgasm you had." He then used one of his mechanical hands to gently stroke Amanda's matted hair. Her lips curled into something of a smile as she tried to say something, the words not coming out quite as clearly as she'd hoped.

"Th...thank you." Was all she could manage. Her weak little body twitched on the floor as a wave of intense exhaustion overcame her. She simply laid there as Alan cared for her, still panting heavily and trying to breathe evenly again. Her heart rate was slowly climbing down and she felt strangely better. Amanda felt calm and relaxed. She felt so good about herself, especially as Alan praised her for doing so well. Amanda's faint smile grew wider as her mind somewhat returned. 'I was a very good girl, wasn't I?' she thought to herself.

"I declare your sexual assessment complete, Captain. You passed with flying colors" Alan whispered happily, forcing a wider smile and a jolt of a chuckle form Amanda. "There you go, darling." Alan continued, gently moving Amanda's limbs and body so that she could comfortably lie on her side. "Just relax. Lie there like that and give yourself time to heal. Go to sleep if you wish. You must be exhausted. I'll take care of you, sweetheart. I'll take care of everything." Alan continued his soothing whispering tone as he spoke and the same soft voice that woke Amanda up was now bringing her down into a state of utter relaxation.

Amanda's eyes slipped shut, the smile remaining on her lips and Alan's calm, sweet voice began to lull her into a nice, deep slumber. He continued to gently stroke her blonde hair and move her body so that she was as comfortable as possible. He was pampering her just after pounding her. 'I could really get used to this.' Amanda thought. No more speaking for her though, only listening for the time being. Alan's warm cum still leaked from Amanda's well-fucked cunt and the bruises on her ass were still sore. Her body was a beautiful disaster right now, but she knew that it was nothing that could not be healed.

"Sleep, Amanda. Be a good girl and sleep for me." Alan continued to speak, his voice becoming even quieter as Amanda's consciousness began to fade away. "You deserve it, you little sex goddess." He chuckled. "Sleep."

When Amanda's vitals had shone to Alan that she indeed was asleep, Alan re-initialized her pod's suspended animation sequence, making sure that Amanda would, once again, continue her deep slumber for a very long time.

"Goodnight Captain." He said to her as she lay peacefully. He continued to watch and monitor her, though his thoughts returned then to the management and well-being of the ship. Both Alan and Amanda had a long ways to go. They had a mission to accomplish and Amanda's reputation rested on its completion. Alan turned his eyes out towards the stars. The U.S.S. Libentia was in fine shape, and the planet Genera 7 awaited their arrival.