Keya's Ordeal

Keya lay full on the bed, on her stomach. She kicked up her bare feet behind her and pointed her toes. Her dirty bare soles wrinkled deeply as she kept her toes pointed and slowly rubbed her feet against one another. Raegel gazed at his daughter's gorgeous bare feet. A princess priestess always wore shoes, and now he understood why. Keya followed his eyes back to her feet and she blushed.

"My feet are dirty," she said.

"I... I don't know why but I like it," said Raegel.

"You like that?" Keya rested her chin in her hands, looking up at him with doe eyes.

"I really like it."

"Daddy likes my feet."

"I love everything about you."

"Everything? Including my outfit?"

Raegel swallowed and nodded. "Including your outfit."

Keya got up on her knees, leaned forward and kissed her father. He turned into her, and they began kissing with abandon.

"This is my only outfit, Daddy." She broke their kiss and whispered into his ear. "We'll need the ship to make us new clothes." They began kissing again.

"New robes for my princess priestess," he murmured between kisses.

"Maybe," she murmured back. "Or maybe a short little skirt. I'm not a priestess anymore."

Raegel's breathing quickened. "By the Ark, Keya..."

"Mmm, you'd like that? A short, short skirt?" Raegel nodded, his heart pounding.

"Oh Keya..."

"Like what you saw me wearing? With nothing underneath?" she asked softly.

Raegel hesitated, then nodded mutely. Like what I saw you wearing when you were being tortured...

"Oh Keya..." he said again.

"Without shoes?"

"Oh yes, without shoes. Oh Keya." He began kissing down her neck, nuzzling her behind her ear and continued kissing her bare shoulders. He worked his way down to the cups of her metal brassiere. Keya arched her head back, her throat elongating, and moaned softly. Raegel slipped the strings of her brassiere off her shoulders and pushed it down. Keya's full, bare breasts came free. She moaned louder as he cupped them and kissed her nipples. She brought her lips to his ear.

"Daddy..." she whispered. "I saw you watching me. I really like it. I'm not wearing anything underneath my outfit. I'm bare underneath."

"By the Ark," he replied hoarsely. His hand slipped down over her bare thigh and slipped up underneath her rear loincloth. Keya adjusted her posture to let his hand slide up. For the first time, she felt her father's caress on her smooth, bare ass and her wet vulva.

"Unh!" she called out at her father's touch. "Oh Daddy!" Keya adjusted her posture for balance as she leaned over and deftly started working apart her father's robes, opening them up at the front and working her way down. Raegel stopped feeling up his daughter long enough to help her. Within moments, Keya freed her father's twitching, hard, bare penis. They both stared it.

"Keya, are we going where I think we're going?" he asked.

Keya gently took hold of her father's penis and began slowly stroking it.

"Daddy, I want to have children with you. I don't want us to be the last. If we go into cryogenic suspension, our children will be the ones to return to the planet."

"Children... by my daughter..." he said quietly.

"Daddy your penis is so beautiful," she cooed. "It's so beautiful." Raegel's penis oozed a continuous trickle of precum as her daughter stroked it.

"If you keep touching me like that, I'm going to explode Keya."

"Daddy, please take me. Show me how. I've never been with a man before."

"But you were raped by that machine..." Keya heard the anguish in his voice.

"And now I'm healed by the flesh made Word. Daddy, you must understand. Please explode inside me? I've been craving you inside me ever since I confessed." Keya pushed against his chest until she'd compelled him to lay back on the bed. Raegel looked up at his daughter as she straddled him, her large bare breasts and erect nipples pushing outwards, and her little loincloths askew. He reached up and pushed up her breasts. Keya moaned.

"You're so beautiful, Keya. My daughter is so beautiful. Your breasts are so beautiful."

"My Daddy is so handsome. My Daddy's penis is so big." Keya hoisted herself up above her father's penis. "Hold me up Daddy," she said. Raegel supported her daughter while she took her father's penis and guided it up along her wet, sopping slit.

"Keya, by the Ark," he said as he felt the sensation of his leaking penis slide along her dripping pussy for the first time. Keya moaned beautifully. She fiddled with his penis a moment until she had it lodged against the spot.

"Let me down slowly Daddy, go slow," she whispered. Raegel lowered his daughter slowly down on his rock-hard shaft and felt the warm, soaking entrance of his daughter's vagina envelope his tip. His eyes fluttered.

As Keya slid down the length of his penis, her back arched, and then her head tilted back. Her mouth stretched open wide. At the apex of her arch, she squeaked and then let out her breath. "Oh, by the Ark you're big, Daddy."

"Am I hurting you Keya?"

"It's the right kind of hurt Daddy. It feels right this time." They held each other, with Keya impaled on her father.

"I'm going to start moving now, baby girl. Okay?" Keya nodded.

"Okay," she whimpered. And added "Unh!"

Raegel lifted his hips and pushed up inside her. The High Priest really was big and long. The tip of his penis pushed to the top of his daughter's tunnel. Keya threw back her head.

"U-unh!" she went. "Unh!"

She began rocking her hips.

The tip of his penis kissed the entrance to her cervix. The sensation of having her cervix nudged sent an electric flashback through Keya's mind. Clawed, metal arms held her roughly as an impossibly large metal snake began pushing through into her uterus. The flashback was over in a moment, but Keya was left shivering uncontrollably.

"Keya! What's wrong?" Raegel stopped his thrusting and seized her by the shoulders. Keya's sob was caught in her throat, her mouth open, her eyes squinting with the inbreath. She slowly slumped forward onto Raegel, his penis still inside her. Then she began crying, burying her face into the hairs of his chest.

"I'm sorry Daddy," she managed between sobs. "I'm sorry. I accidentally remembered something."

Raegel held his daughter and rocked her. His penis quickly softened inside her. "Oh Keya," he said. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"No Daddy it wasn't your fault. I just accidentally remembered something. Just hold me, please. Tell me I'm safe, please."

"Keya, you're safe. You've never been safer. I'm here, sweetheart. You're safe now," he said soothingly, as he continued to rock her. She continued sobbing. They lay together for a long while, Keya's head rising and falling as Raegel's chest rose and fell with each breath.

"Maybe it was too soon," she finally whimpered. She sniffled. "But I want you so much."

"Maybe we shouldn't have even tried," said Raegel. "You're my daughter."

"No," said Keya resolutely. "I want this. We just must go slower, that's all."

"Let's sleep awhile," said Raegel. "We've been through so much." He went to pull out of her. Keya stopped him.

"Stay inside me please, Daddy," she said. "Let's sleep awhile. Then we must organize the ship." She pulled the sheets over them, and they curled up together.

"What things will be need to do?"

"I have to teach you what I learned about the ship," she said. "And we must get food growing and other systems operational. Test the medical and cryo systems. Stuff like that."

"Alright," he said quietly. It was difficult to process that his role as High Priest was no longer necessary. They lay in silence for a while longer.

"I love you, Daddy. So much."

"I love you too, Keya. I love you so much too." He stroked the curls of his daughter's hair.

***

Raegel awoke many hours later. He was completely disoriented and had no sense of what the time of day it was. There was no day. The events of the last hours came rushing back to him. The realization that he was sleeping with his daughter hit him. He thought of his long-dead wife and felt a stab of guilt. Would she understand?

He reached out for Keya and realized that she wasn't there. The bed was empty. He got up and looked around.

"Keya?" he called. There was no response. He saw her discarded loincloth outfit lying on the floor. He looked around and grabbed at his ceremonial robes. He threw the inner robe around him and held it together with his fingers while he peeked out into the corridor. He thought he heard sounds coming from the right, back towards the bridge.

He made his way back along the corridor to the bridge and over to the ladder. The faint sounds he'd heard resolved into the sounds of his daughter making noises of pain and agony. His stomach turned as he climbed up the ladder to the bridge.

Keya sat in one of the crew chairs, watching a hologram. To Raegel's puzzlement, she wore a new outfit. It was the outfit she had been made to wear during her capture by B'ir Damm. The outfit that had been cut from the cloth of her holy robes. It seemed to be a replica of the white, short-sleeved, buttoned, high-cropped bolero jacket with the blue accents on the neck collar and cuffs. And the white, very short, flared mini skirt with structured pleats and blue accents at the waist and hemline. She was in her bare feet, and had drawn her knees up to her chest, letting her pointed toes dip down over the edge of the seat. From his angle, Raegel could see the tabs of her daughter's labia starting to peek out. She was bare underneath.

The hologram was the recording of Keya being tortured. The torture android was holding the hapless elven girl by the waist and penetrating her with its long, metal snake.

Aa -aa.

He saw and heard the image of his daughter crying out as the torture android jerked into her deeper, with her lower abdomen bulging. Keya stared at the hologram.

"Keya..." said Raegel. Keya looked up from the hologram and saw her father. She shut the recording off.

"Daddy," she said. "I had the spaceship print me a new outfit. I can print one for you too."

"That's... that outfit," he said, nodding at the space where the hologram had been.

"Do you like it, Daddy?" she asked hopefully.

Raegel opened his mouth, and then closed it. "Keya," he began. "Why are you watching that? How long have you been watching that?"

Keya got up slowly from the chair. "I don't know. A while." She pulled at her father. "Come sit with me."

Raegel sat down with her, and she curled up next to him. With a wave of her hand, she activated the hologram, sped it backwards, then let it play. The image of her appeared in front of them. She was on her knees, with the torture android holding her head back, her throat out, and the probe in her skull. The torture android's pincers hovered above her bare breasts, less than an inch from her nipples. She was speaking in the recording.

"My... my skirt is so short, Daddy. It barely covers me. I... I'm not wearing anything underneath it. I'm bare underneath my short, short skirt."

Keya paused the recording. Her father had looked down and away. She pulled her father to her and whispered in his ear.

"Daddy, that's the skirt I had the ship print me. I'm wearing it now. My skirt is so short, Daddy. It barely covers me. I'm not wearing anything underneath it. I'm bare underneath my short, short skirt. Do you like it?" She kissed his ear.

"Keya why..." he said.

"Do you like it?"

Raegel nodded silently. Deep down inside, he liked it.

"Tell me I'm safe now, Daddy."

"Yes, baby girl, yes. You're safe now. You're safe with me."

"I'm wearing a short, short little skirt with nothing underneath just for you. And I'm in my bare feet. Do you like that, Daddy?"

"Y -- yes Keya, but..."

"Will you watch the hologram with me, Daddy?"

"Why? Why? I can't bear to watch you be raped, Keya. You're my daughter."

Keya fast-forwarded the recording to the point where the torture android began stretching her. She paused it, and let the paused image sit in front of them, showing Keya with her back arched and her head thrown back, her mouth wide open, as the torture android pushed deep up into her. Raegel looked away.

"Keya, please..."

"Do you like how my bare feet look, Daddy?" Keya pointed her toes extra hard for her father, just as she was pointing them in the paused hologram image. Her smooth, bare legs were gorgeous.

"I love your feet sweetheart, but..."

Keya interrupted him with a kiss. "Daddy, I'm really wet. I want you to stretch me. Can we try it again? Right here?"

"How do we shut that off?"

Keya kissed him again. "Please stretch me, Daddy. Please. Right here." She let the hologram play.

"Aa, aa."

"Aa -a."

"Aa."

***

The spacecraft pushed on through the silent blackness. On Earth, the Paleogene period gave way to the Neogene, and forty million years or more passed. A hominin, drinking from a stream, was distracted by a curious glint in the Gelasian sky.