Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 07

He was done for the time being at the ships helm control, and once he had rechecked his settings carefully for a third time his captaincy’s enthrallment left him. He leaned back in the acceleration lounge away from the controls. Foxy was looking straight at him still seated in his lap, she had hardend him with her hands and her tongue lay buried as it so often was in his throat steeped in his array of flavors. She lit up for him while grasping his enormous by Saurian standards inducer. And he groaned for her when she tightened her grasp and began digging the tip of one sharp faux nail under the bottom’s tip the way she knew he so liked.

His flavor change had been almost cruel on all their tongues, the three Joined often tasted of him together as they did now, William breathed through his nose at times like this. His so bitter chocolate and salt were gone as though they had never been there instead he tasted of ripe sweet berries that were bitter tart.

William pulled Foxy’s face to his lips and mashed their faces together. William went from one moment being the most inspired star pilot any of them ever even heard of to being lost in his mistress Foxy.

“How does she do that?” Roxy bemoaned in Saurian out of range of Will’s hearing.

“She’s just a big space whore.” Doxy answered but so that William could hear. He spread out his arms so he could embrace Roxy and Doxy and they moved into his reach and he lovingly pulled them in. Foxy had his lip between her teeth and bit down on him when he raised his arms, she didn’t like to share his fixation and was correcting him for paying attention to anything other then her. So he was in no small amount of pain as he hugged Roxy and Doxy to him.

His more then just brilliant piloting had put them over a week ahead of schedule which William was under the impression was a good thing. But then his Saurians never told him their plans anyway so he would have been quiet surprised had he learned the truth. He never did completely just mostly.

He awoke with another raging hard-on and was annoyed. He couldn’t fit himself into the recycler when he was like this. And he had to empty his bladder very badly. When he had finally relaxed to half-staff he gratefully relieved himself. He was glad Foxy had awakened and left the sleep cell already. She wouldn’t have let him alone to recycle, and even obtaining half-staff was impossible for him around her these days. But that was how she liked it, so she’d made it a priority in both their lives. He knew full well that they were deliberately milking his balls for all they were worth, but what their true reason was, was their secret.”

He had given up dressing for breakfast, the only time he could keep his clothes on these days was when he and Doxy were working on the command deck making course correction updates and calculations. And these had become only a little more frequent as they made their approach to outer system orbit.

He entered the galley cleansed from the refresher, being under deceleration they were pulling enough g forces that water showers were available and he was still a little damp. Foxy flicked his lips and in what had become pure reflex he parted his lips for her entry of him. After a few moments rooting around in his mouth and throat she said “You do not eat enough! You are wasting away before my eyes. What am I going to do!” Sexiness oozing from every syllable.

“Yes mistress” he chuckled at her. He took a ration nutrient drink pack and chased her tongue away with his thicker more muscular tongue so he could drink. She withdrew willingly so her pet male would feed.

“I will make you a larger lunch this day, if I had not studied your nutritional files I would be sure that the reason you aren’t getting enough to eat is because of all those vile roots and leaves you eat! But I know that is not it, so today I will prepare a ration of fried plant root starch for you to eat with the green plant leaves and some decent wholesome textured protein rations.

He had no sooner sucked the packet dry when her tongue flicked an annoyed little flick at his lip as though saying “what did you forget I’m standing right here, hello-let me in”.

He was flavored of his morning sweet cookie dough and she couldn’t wait to take that flavor from him. The reason he awoke these days with a “recycling problem” was Foxy’s doing. She wouldn’t let him sleep with out her hands, tongue or other part of her anatomy on his inducer anymore, though he was unaware of that. And he also didn’t know that she could cause him to reflexively part his lip as he slept. So after he fell deeply asleep she would taste of his sleep and use her hands to squeeze and rub his inducer to full fresh season. She could do this and not wake him by tasting his sleep flavor, as long as it remained fresh and sweet she could do anything to him she wanted to and he would not wake, she would rhythmically and continuously stroke him up and down with her oiled up fist. But as soon as his flavor changed and dulled she ceased and waited for slumber to revisit.

It really depended on what his dreams were about as to weather she could take a season during sleep she had found out. If she could teach him to dream of her she thought she might take many of his seasons with sleep masturbation.

The night before she had taken his season from him twice, a good night but she always wanted more. Her goal was to have him produce his precious hormone fluids at a pace to match the alcohol production of the new still he had built for them. The problem was Will was a great engineer and the still produced such immense amounts. In truth Foxy wanted to be a better mistress then he was an engineer was all, she of coursed blamed him for her failing. So the sleep takings were designed to keep his season makers in production 24/7.

It was no accident she had learned to discharge him in sleep. She had long ago moved beyond the porn files in her studies of human sex and mating desire and had learned that human males, particularly very young ones who have just begun to start having seasons will ejaculate from stimulating dreams. It didn’t take her long to conclude that she could perhaps excite him into these stimulating dreams. In any case she liked to “keep him up” during sleep as it assured his desire to couple with her directly after he had time to refresh and feed. He would taste sweetly of bitter frustration on those mornings when he had duties and couldn’t. She would tongue coil his inducer on those days and make it seep as he fed to sweeten him for later use.

On those same days she had learned to not allow him to finish his season inside her chute cup, and he had taken to sulking when she disallowed it. The trouble was that even the new and improved strengthened cup was no match for him when he had so much pent up prurient needs. As a mistress, she was almost his equal as he was an engineer when it came to dominating him into a frenzied sexual lather.

So she had learned to habitually bring him to the maximum “enthusiasm” that the improved cup could handle. The problem was that when he had spent additional time away from her ministrations he built up extra pent up mating drives. So his “enthusiasm” would then surpass his normal maximums and he would over stress her new cup.

Though he sulked about being bared from her egg chute she made him forgive her every time. One of the things she was training him in was to always to deny her nothing. Still in this regard he had much to learn, but she didn’t mind because it was her favorite lesson.

This day his duties didn’t require him. But the galley was her responsibility these next few cycles. This didn’t change their need for him to produce issue though. And time was seminal fluid over the dam, so to speak.

“Pet male, I am busy here. So I want you to go and be with my Joined on the command deck. You are to respond to them as you would to me, do I make myself clear! Last time Roxy complained to me that she could not keep you disciplined and that your ended your season with out her commanding it from you!

If this happens again, I will play a new game I have learned of recently, with you. One I think I could teach you to enjoy. But I think it will take many unpleasant lessons for you to reach that point. And we could make the game a punishment for each time you become a disciplinary problem.”

She then dramatically stepped out from behind the storage units wearing a black phallus strapped around her and firmly cinched into the jagged bony edges of her bony egg chute

She continued, “I believe I could fuck your ass raw with this my pet male, do you not agree?” she said in the voice of a little girl asking for candy.

He looked at her and knew she would, all his space whores knew about sex had come from those damned porn file and woman with strap-on’s doing men for punishment were a dime a dozen on those files. The fact that her egg chute had a biting grip on the strap-on’s base and would give her much greater control then the best porn star scared him more then a little.

She was about to flick him an opening command when he parted his lips for her before being asked. He knew she would want to taste of his apprehension. And she quickly did. It caused her to thrill in his fear and it tasted of red hot cinnamon, she stepped into him and poked him in the crotch with her black strap-on and made the cinnamon burn!

“Now go and obey my two Joined on the command deck. And do not disobey. I am going to wear this all day in the hopes you do and I get a chance to see how you like being penetrated as endlessly as you are allowed to do us!” she spoke sweetly in her little girl voice. She was loving it as the cinnamon freshened. Shortly he left her for the command deck.

Roxy had his inducer fully coiled in lengths of tongue and she was exerting her oh so supple tongue enough to make him thrash. Of the three Roxy had the softest but strongest tongue, she was also the most dexterous of them in tongue coiling.

Doxy spoke so he heard her “Not enough constrict him more.” Doxy loved that Foxy had trained him not to gag on tongue lengths anymore, perhaps since she had been the first to taste of him when he kissed her so long ago it was she who most delighted in all his flavors, she could lay her tongue down his throat the furthest he believed and she dangled there now soaking in his flavored flesh.

At Doxy’s behest Roxy pulled her coils of tongue more tightly around his strangled inducer the normlay soft pink head, became bloated and turned deeper purple. Doxy tasted of his pleasurable discomfort. He was enjoying having his inducer’s sensitive tip’s bottom rubbed by Roxy’s tongue tips. She had quickly and conveniently gotten his emissions going like that.

As soon as William’s inducer began to produce emissions Roxy and Doxy had taken turns holding there faux lips to his chubby and suckled fully from him until they both got on another hormone high. Once that each had gotten there heads buzzing enough they wanted to stop any further emission from him.. Their newest theory was that they could induce him to a state of season seepage and then not allow the fluids escape. To dam him up as it were. Doxy was tasting of there progress when she had directed Roxy to constrict.

It hadn’t taken much effort for Roxy’s coils to cut off the oozing from the tip, but Doxy quickly tasted his enjoyment of being securely coiled up by her and had her tighten him up. The tighter she became the more she pleased him. Doxy was having fun seeing what happed if she gave him pleasure and pain together. When their pet male was in throes of his mating drive he frequently failed to be able to distinguish the difference between such.

And that was the case now, his sex pleasures tasted of sweet, sweet berries even as hot tangy pain welled in him where a moment before he had tasted sweetly from Roxy’s pleasuring coils.

“Can you reach his lips Roxy, with out loosing you coil grip on him?” Doxy asked of Roxy.

“Yes of course I can, but I will need you to tongue rub his little inducers belly for me while I do.” Doxy rolled her tongue reluctantly out of William’s throat and quickly applied pressure to “the belly” of the inducer. Roxy’s tongue tip freed of its former chore she snaked her coils keeping the inducer tightly coil bound as she did. He knew she was coming for him so had kept his lips parted for her. Though when her tongue arrived he puckered on it and sucked on it to pull it inside him, that always made Roxy know he was welcoming her. Some times she was unsure if he wanted them always entering him and right now she was causing him a lot of discomfort so he wanted to make her feel welcome.

Roxy slid agaist his puckered lips and let him suck her in not pushing at all and when she reached the back of his throat he swallowed her whole and she moved deeply down his throat as he did.

And so she tasted of the pleasure Doxy was giving him and the tangy pain she was perpetratin upon him, and how his mating drive filled head so that he made no distinction. So she tightened her coils a little more to sweeten his mating displeasures. And he thanked her by gently biting down on her tongue as his head continued to thrash against the acceleration lounge.

To aid him in producing product at an accelerated rate Doxy ran her coils forward and back as she squeezed. Doxy was the one who he was focused on though as Doxy had hold of the “beasts belly” with her tongue tips. But his shaft was sensitive enough that he also began to lift his hips up and down it time to Roxy’s coil slidings.

Doxy hissed happily at the cleverness of her Joined in finding a new way to elicit sex response from him with their stimuli. Doxy wanted to compete with Roxy in making William respond. But his cock began to produce flow just then despite her Joined’s tightly wound coils inhibiting his flow. Doxy lapped up first drops feeling it buzz happily in her head. Roxy saw this and they exchanged looks. He couldn’t hear the exchanged looks any more then he could hear the words they next exchanged.

“I am causing him much pain my Joined, you know better then all that in this state he will cause himself much injury if we permit it. There is no point asking him if it is safe for me to grip him even more firmly, I can cause him no pain that he does not confuse as pleasuring and all he hungers for is our continued arousal of him.” Roxy spoke quickly.

“Agreed, does he still grow sweeter for us?” Doxy needed to know if this ability of his to leak ejaculant despite Roxy’s strangling hold of the human’s flesh phallus meant that he was fully in his season and ready beaching.

Roxy rubbed her tongue inside his cheek but while he liked that a lot she was just trying to carefully access the sweetness levels of his approaching season, when he reached full sweetness he had also reached maximum yield, continued stimulation would only increase his discharge minimally it was better to have him feed and rest for a while until a new season turned. “Yes but not much more, I suggest we allow him to continue to spill season seed. Encourage him verbally a bit before you allow him to mount you I think that will bring him to full sweetness most quickly and we will reap a larger then usual harvest of him.”

Doxy clawed at his abdomen and chest with her sharp red nails as she dramitcly climbed up his torso, as she moved up his body lengths of her tongue spilled out of her so her tongue tips never ceased their relentless rubbings upon his erections sensitive “belly”. His seepings coated her tongue tips and made it slide slickly against his soft delicious skin.

She reached his face and grasped Roxy’s tongue around in a fist, a tongue which he still kept puckered in his lips, she bent her wrist over so her red nails faced up where he could be given an arousal cue by them then she moved her tongue clenching hand forward towards his face. Roxy’s tongue moved forward with it sliding a short distance over lips, she then reversed her motion. That caused him to spasm, she repeated the act only this time sliding her tongue tips up his coil encased inducer’s tip at same moment and as she reversed her hand motion she did same with her tongue on his cock. His spasms repeated with her motions.

“Pet male, control your big hard self for Doxy.” She spoke in a sad sweet voice. She also ceased to rub his “inducer’s tummy” and stopped moving her hand. He was grunting and panting for her so nicely she didn’t really want to stop but they would need so much to be more removed from him before they arrived home

“I like the way you sucky long time Roxy’s tongue. You look just like a girl with a boner in her mouth. And I am gong to masturbate that boner with my pretty little hand, do you like Doxy’s pretty red nails on the tongue-cock in your mouth?.” She resumed her tongue and hand motions on him. “I bet you would like me to masturbate your big fat hard-on too? Would pet male like my hot moist palm holding your cock’s soft pink tip pressed firmly against it? But Roxy has your stiffy all caged up. I don’t think she will un-cage you to let me masturbate you with my pretty red nails, but you can watch my hand shove her tongue like a big boner into your woman-like fucking mouth.” His eyes followed her hand, her nail color caused those parts of his brain devoted to that sexual cue to fire all their synapses.

“You have fully sweetened our pet male. Pet male would you like to mount Roxy and end your season inside her.” Doxy forced her tongue down on his tongue so he could only grunt and nod for her “Roxy I don’t think he wants to make season endings with you he wont answer me.” The thick flat human tongue was just one big piece of solid muscle so very different then the supple Saurian tongue. So he managed to raise her tongue with his enough to speak even as she fought him down inside his mouth.

“Yes mistress Doxy I do want to take mistress Roxy now!” His cocked spilled a thick steady stream of nearly clear fluid, his output was the same as if he had no coil strangling his erection. Roxy couldn’t wait to see what it could issue once free of her constriction.

Roxy sat down on his shaft gently, she felt the staff twitch and spasm as she sank onto him “Now fuck me hard pet male, give me your seasons end, all of it.” She leaned forward on her knees a bit hanging over his face. He grasped her hips in his hands and sank his fingers deeply into the padding of her shiny rubber suit, his fingers gripping through the padding down to the narrow protruding hip bones the padding hid.

He pushed himself up into her egg chute straining the cup but not enough to cause Roxy concern, he with drew quickly from her and hurtled even more heatedly back up and into her. His rhythm continued on like that. He was pumping on her as fast and hard as he could with every stroke. Though for Roxy it was like sitting on a cross between a jackhammer and bucking bronco She unhitched her slick vinyl suit top and let her phony mammaries fall freely over his face though she didn’t fill her’s out as fully as Foxy but she had a new little something. Doxy had created it when she made up the improved replacement cups, that being nipples made from the same blending. The were large and deep brown she had attached them to herself using surgical adhesive, the adhesive dissolved after a few days and she would need to reapply the adhesive again but until then he could bite and pull on them all he wanted to and they wouldn’t come loose she was sure of it. And they were both endothermic and exothermic but alas only William would be in control of that, it would be interesting to find out which he preferred.

She lowered her nipple down to his mouth, he had been well trained by Foxy to not suckle on hers because he would pull them off so he only lightly lip kissed her new ones, Roxy used her tongue to force open his mouth and she then laid down her chest on his face with all her weight. His mouth found her nipple irresistible and he sucked on it for her. His cock hardened stiffly to its preclimax state and he bucked into her one final time and unloaded into her cup. He always clenched himself as tightly as he could to her when he ended his season into her chute. But he could not do that so well with her above him, she felt his terrible need for added pressure on his inducer and settled her hips down onto it taking her weight off of her knees. He groaned loudly again as a second wave gushed upward in to her waiting cup from the added pressure she had applied to him. His member began its orgasmic death throes of twitching as the last few drops of his seaman expelled themselves for her. She remained still upon his form and he released his grip upon her hips and wrapped her up with his arms holding her to him, for the next few minutes his cock would twitch inside her not at all ready to soften.