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Her vision started to go black as the Progenitor slowly squeezed the life out of his matriarch. Valeria's amber eyes bulged and she was convinced that this time, he was finally going to end her existence. Just as suddenly as the horrific assault had started, he abruptly released her, leaving her choking and wheezing for breath. While she desperately filled her lungs with ragged gasps, he strode across the room and sat in a gilded throne.
"You look hideous," Gahl'kalgor noted with a contemptuous smirk, his eyes glittering with sadistic glee.
Valeria took one last anguished breath, then shakily raised herself up to her hands and knees. Head lowered in submission, she crawled towards him, leaving a trail of sticky blood across the floor.
"What do you want now?" he snapped, feigning indignation.
"Please... make me worthy to stand at your side again," she whimpered, not daring to make eye-contact with him.
He watched her in silence for several minutes, taking a long moment to savour her suffering. "Oh, I suppose..." he finally muttered in exasperation. "As inept as you are, I have neither the time nor inclination to train a replacement."
Despite his supposed reluctance, Valeria could see the evidence of Gahl'kalgor's excitement; witnessing her abject humiliation had stirred him into arousal. She kept her head down as she fumbled with his trousers, attempting to free his massive shaft. Wasting no time in case he changed his mind, she engulfed his tumescent length, accepting him into her bruised throat. He didn't last long, roughly holding her in position and thrusting at her bruised lips, until he was filling up her stomach with his heavy load.
When he was spent, he relaxed in his chair and drank from a goblet, paying no more attention to his broken matriarch. Recognising his disinterest for the dismissal that it was, Valeria staggered to her feet and slowly limped towards the door, already feeling the tingling as his essence rejuvenated her abused body.
"Nothing to say, slave?" he asked as she opened the jagged portal.
"Thank you, my Lord," she whispered, straining to get each painful word through her split and bloodied lips.
His mocking laughter followed her out into the corridor and Valeria slumped dejectedly. Even though this was a scenario they'd re-enacted hundreds of times, he never failed to make her burn with shame when he humiliated her. She leaned against the wall to regain her composure, straightening as the pain in her aching back faded away.
Even though her master had switched targets, they were still going to war... and soon she'd be able to take out her resentment and frustration on whatever hapless fools he'd decided to torment this time. Feeling better again, Valeria strode down the corridor, eager to make preparations. When they'd gathered enough ore, they could start the construction of the hyper-warp gate... and then it would only be a matter of time before the slaughter commenced.
- COMMENTS
Michael56Smithabout 1 month agoWow, John and the Girls are making progress with the fixing up of the crashed Invictus, but this chapter was again heavily concerning the various sub-plots, including a brand new one, set on Laranthyra, with a 29-year-old botany student named Auralei, ...we'll get to her world eventually, when John and the Maliri go to requestion Larn's Fleets, .... Dang, it's nice to explore the galaxy, thanks Tef, .... ;-) ttfn
Anonymous4 months agogreat Story and well written. Some points seem to stick out, like: why did John nit teach everyone the protectuon / masking and power enlargement runes? If he recruit new girls they would all be safer in any confrontatiob. Same for the invictus and the gunship - Dana is runing tbe caseless 10mm ammo, why not channel more energy to her and make the runing on the singularity driver logs? Edraele and Lynette seemed to slack off and don't invent much for better changes - and still, giving an progenitor dreadnaught away without sizing the abondened fleet of thrallships or looking after the abondened people left back in the dead's progenitor ex-terretory won't demonstrate much strategic untelligence or conpassion.
Hey, i checked Tefflers patreon site and was happy to see he's earning solid income for all his work. Hope he is well off and more people can afford to contribute. Complex and interesting space soap opera at it's best, besides some (stupid) points where i think it is just ment to be this way by the author.
Anonymous4 months ago*Charles is your best friend, John.* Alyssa murmured, her cerulean eyes sparkling with delight as she kissed Calara. *Don’t you want him to know what it’s like to be adored by two beautiful women?*
John thought about it and found it impossible to disagree with her compelling argument. (I don't know if John is stupid or if the author thought this was smart. I deleted that sentence and penned an appropriate response for the pussy whipped John below.)
“We have battled a progenitor now. We know what they can do. Even without their fleet, they wrecked our ship, killed Faye, and almost killed us all. Another Progenitor has just shown up and destroyed an indestructible ship. We have every right to expect more of them to come. Your 'girlfriend' has made it plain what our most important objective is. The Terran Federation really can’t help us in our fight against the Progenitors. Amidst all of this, you really want me to take a couple of weeks off to make another Secret Lioness – one that is more loyal to another man than to me? Are you fucking kidding me? I thought you were smarter than that.” John said in exasperation.
Alyssa had never heard such censure in John’s voice. She was speechless. Tears ran down her face. His disappointment in her was the worst pain that she had ever felt. What was she thinking, wanting to build a harem for another man?
Calara was angry that John had spoken to her girlfriend so harshly. Yet Calara knew that John was right. She also wanted no part of his censure for herself. John was obviously out of patience right now. The liability of his guide was weighing on him, as was the consequences if he lost the fight with his guide. His ship was demolished. Everyone almost died in their very first fight with a Progenitor – and there were many to go. Faye was dead! And on top of all that, his father tried to kill him, and his mother was focused on his father alone. What was Alyssa thinking trying to push him right now?
Anonymous8 months agoThe Invictus crew are understandably preoccupied now. However, I would be interested in learning exactly which type of guns are on the captured progenitor shuttle. What can they do and can they transferred to the Invictus?
Fan of the 🦁
Michael56Smith8 months ago-- The Grand Engineering Overlord sure does know how to fix things, ...
--- "Valeria strode down the corridor, eager to make preparations. When they'd gathered enough ore, they could start the construction of the hyper-warp gate... and then it would only be a matter of time before the slaughter commenced."
-- And here comes a whole bunch of new trouble, but this time with no sneaking around playing the puppet master, like that Asshat Larn'kelnar did, ... both Gahl'kalgor and his Gladiatoria Matriarch are deadly serious, ...
---- but how will the Shroud affect them? ... ;-) ttfn
