Planetary Prisoner: the Saga of Joe Verge part 1-5

[smother sitter]

"Prisoner coming through, dead man walking."
I was hand cupped, and was led to the back room of the prison. fifteen year ago, a terrible Civil war broke out on our formerly beautiful planet. The government of our planet became more corrupt as the Federation withdrew its support. Liberals, Conservatives, Federalists, Anarchists, Socialist, Rebels, Pirates and Aliens, descended on our planet. War, famine, disease and general chaos ruled the planet. Several years ago, a powerful military group, call itself "the Core" took over large parts of the planets resources and is virtual dictatorship. It's leader, an old man named Sage named himself ruler of the planet. A number of freedom fighters including myself made an determine plan to over throw him. I had mess up and gotten myself captured.
"What are you waiting for, Prisoner!?, Get your ass moving NOW! Or do you want another turn at the cross?"
I look at the blond eye blue eye girl who was tugging at my arm. I guess she was in her late teens. She was probably a child when this damn war got started. She was suppose to be starting her life, living her dream, but now she was a guard in this dungeon of a prison.
"Move it old man, Officer Vix doesn't like to kept waiting."
I try my best to moves, as this young woman half drag and half kick me. I was surprise at her strength. Being 45 year old and over six feet tall, I did not think that a slender girl like her could move me like this. The both of us hurried over to the back room. It was labeled, Officer Vix.
"Here you go ma'am, prisoner 5413 is here like you requested."
Officer Vix was a tall woman. She was black, her short straighten hair framed her face and went to her shoulders. Above her eyebrows and on her cheek, she had various scars. She must have been a soldier at one time.
"Good enough, Dixie. Why does you go and get something to eat, and bring me something as well."
Dixie salute her, before leaving. Officer Vix, stare at me, her hands on her desk. Her brown eyes seem to look straight at my soul. Suddenly she lean back and started tapping her fingers.
"a former soldier, huh."
I sat back in my chair, hoping that I did not look imitated. "Joe Verge, First Sergeant, FOD 132. "
Officer Vix got up and walk around. Her boots made a loud clicking noise on the floor. Were they military grade?
A Federation soldier, at that."
She place my hands on my shoulders. Her fingers went up to my neck and began to close around my throat. she started to whisper in my ear.
"I could easily kill you. Your actions certainly justifies a excruciation. In fact, I got order to "remove' you from the face of this planet."
She suddenly move back to her chair. She slowly remove her boots. The smell was a first foul as it struck my nose. Her feet must have been in her boots all day. She stood up. and went around to her desk to my chair.
Don't move" She warned.
Leg irons were produced and clamp on my legs. She made sure they clamp tight. Now I was completely at her mercy. She at sat back on her chair and brought out a piece of paper.
"Joe Verge, founding member of 'the Hammer.' known associate of at least six rebel groups." She gave a wicked smile before she continue. "Expert in guerilla tactics. Sentence to death on sight. Excruciation will be carried out by the commanding officer. Nothing will be seem to extreme in accomplishing this goal."
She said the last words, with a particular relish that worried me. She walk around the room, the smell of her bare feet no longer bothering me.
"Now what to do with you. I could kill you now, but what the fun in that?"
She was enjoying this, I was sure. I tried not to squirm as I gather my response.
"You can't get away with this, I have right."
She suddenly came up with me and slap me.
"You have no rights, no one on this damn planet has any rights. we do what we have to survive."
She straddled my lap and began to open up her uniform top. There were several layers of thin linen cloth where her breasts were. I was wrong about her size. I thought she was a good size C cup, but she was obvious lead. She look down to her chest.
"The girls got me in trouble, in more ways than."
She grinned at me. She pull over her top, revealing square shoulders, well formed biceps, and large forearms.
"You're a soldier too,"
"Was a soldier," she corrected me.
She began to slowing undo the bindings. A few seconds later, her true breast size began to reveal themselves. She took the binding from her arm and poke out her chest. I could not take my eyes off them. They were not only large, but usually perky. It was like gravity had no effect on them. They had to be in the F class. It hit me like a sack of potatoes.
"You are a mutant."
I regretted the words as soon as I said them. She raise her hand, preparing to slap me again, but she suddenly stop. Instead she softly tap my cheek.
"I like you, you tell it like it is, Yes, I am a mutant, but first and foremost I a correction officer, and you're nothing, but a worthless prisoner."
She stood up next to me and presented her large breasts. I knew what she was about to do.
"Please can we talk about this, fighter to fighter?"
"No"
Within seconds, I felt my head, being compress in the cleavage of the massive breast of the woman. Even without her "mutant" assets, it would have been difficult to get away from her smothering grip. She was a skill smother, moving quickly to counter any of the moves his head made. his Hands, were behind his back, and he was bolted to the chair. I did his best to hold out, and he manage to get a quick air or so. But Vix's naked breasts had molded to his face. I occasionally felt her large nipples. They were erect. She was enjoying this.
"I going to die, she going to kill me with her breasts."
It was the last thought before darkness overcame me.

I woke up some time later. The first thing I notice was I cold I was. I began to shivers, and I tried to move my body to warm myself up but something held me up. I was flat on my back , with some sort of material holding me down. It wasn't cold, so it could be metal.
"Oh so you finally awake."
I turn my head over to Officer Vix. Somewhat to my disappointment , the binding were firmly on her breasts. Her calf length boots were back on her feet.
"For a second there, I thought you had died."
I look around. I have only been in Quatar prison for a while, but I could still tell this room was in the prison. It was too much light. I could clearly see officer Vix's vengeful form.
"Why am I?" I asked.
"Where dead man come to die." she said
As she walk over to me, I tried to restrain from shivering. Even strapped down like I was it was no mean feat!
She held up a piece of paper. "Joe Verge, resistant member to the rule of Sage, has been killed by the order of the State."
"But I still alive,"
She suddenly took hold of my exposed cock. "Uh Huh, but for how long."
Officer pull down her skirt, and got up the table. I love at her Blue modest panties before she sat down. She was facing my head, taking delight at the terror in my eyes. my pleas were muff underneath her. She had very strong thighs that keep me in the same position several minutes at a time. She would occasionally let me have some air , but she spend most of the time getting herself off from my face. I was faint and tired by the time she got off. She turn around and straddled by belly.
"Ha, you must be getting old. That was only forty minutes." She look down on me and turn her head. "Have you heard of the mutant camps."
"I was sent to one when I was fifteen years old. I was trapped there on Guna Island. I supposed I should have been grateful. We heard horrible tales from the mainland. Wholesale slaughter in some areas. Total enslavement in others. Eventually" she paused. "Slavers come to the compound and took a number of the mutant girls. I was one of them.
"What happen?"
"I was taken to the Core's main Fortress of Durna and that when my story really begins.
Planetary Prisoner two Titania
Palace of Duna (ten years ago)
Titania woke in the bed, centrally located in a large expansive room that was the end of the massive hall that named after her. Servants and slaves went to and fro, trying to make Titania as comfortable and easy-going as possible. Her favorite slave, Dennis was attached to his mistress behind for the last ten hours. He not only continually lick Titania's ass crack constantly, but he also made sure that not a single drop of piss fell into the woman's massive bed.
Titania did not just unfurl a yawn because she was tired, but she was also bored. She had a few servants, and personal own many slaves, but it was doing it not enough. She need to go out and think.
"Dennis," she commanded the muscular young man. "You're relieve of your ass duties. I expect my room to return to it perfect shape. " She stare hard at the male slave.
"Or there will be hell to pay"
Dennis suppress a silver as he look as the slender, lithe naked woman before him. His mistress enjoy tormenting her slaves when they inevitable failed or mess up.
Titiana, took hold of one of her female slaves' collar and straight into her eyes.
"Where are my riders, where is my seat."
The short brunette stared into the green eyes of her mistress and shook her head. Even though she was purchased at a Suromanian's slave market, she had only been in Titiana personal halls for a week. Titiana threw the girl's collar away from her in frustration, nearly tossing the girl down in the process.
"If you don't know then you better go find them. Now!"
The Brunette ran off the room and start looking in several rooms. She thought about running away from Titiana's hall but remember what happen to the last slave that tried to run away. She shudder and then darted from room. She quickly threw out any thoughts about running away.
Titania paced through her room, becoming more annoyed in the minute. She already put on her boots, the only piece of clothing she had on. Someone's head was going to roll for this. Suddenly Jeeves appear showing up his black butler suit, back up by a number of naked slaves.
Titiana lips soon became a disgusted stir. Jeeves' high polish mannerism and an ability to small light voice was annoy enough but it was his looks that disgusted her. Jeeves' was a mutant, but not like most mutants, who look barely differs from the average humans in the Federation but was butt ugly. His face was a constant source of sores, damaged skin and wild hair. His giant hands and gorilla arms made him look brutish. Unfortunately there was no way she could give rid of him. Organized, a good advisor and an inhuman ability to remain calm and collected was not the only reason why Jeeves was not in mutant camp right now. Simply put, he knew too many of Titania's secrets The Federation may have given mutants and alien rights, but it didn't mean a rat's ass in this planet.
Jeeves bow before giving her
Your Ladyship, Vivian was able to find the riders you request. However your... seat had died over night. I believe you gave him too severe a punishment.
"Oh well, I was in the mood to by new slaves anyway. Make sure ... that Brunette, Vivian? clean up the rider boy's stable.
"I hope you do not mind your Ladyship, but I order a new slave to be attach to seat. She happens to be female, and I hesitant to say this, but is a young black lady who was just recently captured."
It was unlikely if Titiana was even listen at that point. She was already on the way to the "Throne," which was nothing more than an open air carriage. Various large mirrors, show out Titiana's pale white skin, long reddish brown hair, and long slender legs. On closer inspection, however, one might notice her large pointed ears, thin eyebrow, and small point fangs. Slaves had, when ever their mistress was away, would wonder out loud. just how "human" she really was. It was s powered by a team of slave boys. Two were regular humans, but the others were alien humanoids that resembled the satyrs of old earth mythology (Think Pan.) It didn't matter to Titiana in the slightest, she just want to go.
The seat of the throne was the best part. Already the female slave was strapped under the seat. The bottom of the carriage covered her body leaving her head exposed. Titiana took a long jacket from either.. one of the slave or servant, it didn't matter in the long run. It was a long trip to the slave markets.
Hello new seat. HEY look at me, when I taking to you."
The black girl's face had a look of defiance. Titiana gave her a warm smile.
"Keep that look as long as you can." Titiana warned. "Once is gone it never coming back. Now let get to know my ass."
Titiana turn around and move the jacket away from her butt. Now they was nothing but naked flesh facing the black's girl face. Titiana quickly settle on her new slave's face. She set her full weight on her. Titiana could already fell the attempts on the slave girls attempt to breathe.
"It going to be a long ride, I hope you don't die."

Sumarions' encampment

Destro. it was a name that everyone on the planet knew about. It was also a name that everyone fear. It wasn't just a name of a place, it was a place of Horror. The Sumarions, or the lizard men, as they sometime called, have invaded this planet some twenty years ago. They have arrive after fleeing from the armies of the Federation. It was not only the main camp of the lizard men, but also a haven for human pirates and the black market.
Titiana wiggle her naked ass on the female slave's face. Normally the trip would only take a few minutes, but the hand drawn carriage that were pulled by four slaves would take several hours. Titiana enjoy the physical sensation of rubbing her pussy against a slave's face, but her greatest joy was the act of denial the slave, air. she love smothering her seat. It was the struggle under the box where the captive were held that gave her a sexual thrill. It annoy her that she had to occasionally lift from her seat, but she did want the new slave to die, not yet anyway.
The entourage was guard by Titiana's own personal guards. They were handpicked men and women who came from THE CORE's armies. Each man was wearing THE CORE's color of green, yellow and black, which covered their uniform and beret caps. A young white guard, beaming with lust, couldn't help to notice female slave who were attend Titiana every need. The slave were usually dress, with thin halter tops, long knee high boots and tiny skirts. The skirts did little to hide the naked pussy and ass of the sexy figures. A long hair blonde caught his eye.
"Man, I wouldn't mind giving these girls a little poke, you know what I mean?"
Another young soldier, a black dude named Jermaine eyeing a small Asian on his right joked. "Yeah, Casper, that what these bitches need, a poke in the right holes."
Almost immediately, a the sergeant hit both men in the head.
"What are you, sick in the head. It Totally crazy to talk like that to any woman when Titiana around, let alone to her personal slaves."
"But Sarge," they protest.
The older soldier now hit them with baton. "Go on now and speak nothing more of this nonsense."
The men quickly move into forward positions.
The sergeant, a man who has been with Titiana for years, knew what she was capable to do with disrespectful male. "Damn kids, I probably saved their lives."
The large group followed the path that were surround by fields of corn and wheat. Like most settlements on Versura, the crop fields were grow and harvested by robots. One of Titiana's attendants caught sight of the smaller machine and began to wonder out loud.
"Look at all of this robots and machine. Would it be great for us to have android(humanoid robot) toys for us women?"
Titiana chucked before she answered. "IF we had those type of machines, they would be any reason for male slaves, or males for that matter."
The laughter of the woman was heard by the entire entourage. The Sergeant in charge keep the group moving.
"Just ignore them, men. We got bigger problems to worry about."
One of younger soldiers, a corporal have to voiced his thoughts. "Sir, why are we going to Destro. I thought, Titiana already brought enough slaves."
The Sergeant was not a patient man. He nearly shouted to the young Corporal. "The reason why we going to Destro is because slavery has been outlawed on nearly settlement, but the one we going to. As for Titiana, that woman can never have to many slaves."
Titiana 's large ears could hear the conservation clearly, and she giggled softly. It amused her how the men under her command lust after her girls and then argue about it.
The wall of Destro were fast approaching. The men and women tried to ignore the nasty smell of rotten human flesh that covered patched on the steel wall. It serve of an excellent warning system. There were still unconfirmed rumors that the human skin came from still living human beings. It was the gate, however that was the most imposing.
It was tall, taller that the walls that were right beside it. It was decorated with several alien designs. While the walls were made out of steel, The gate itself was made out a tough alien material. The most impressive were the two, large, lizard shape robots that guarded the gate.
"Who got there.?!" a loud robotic voice that came from one of the robot. "What business you have with the Sumarions?"
Titiana got up from her seat, letting the slave she was sitting on some air. "It is I, Titiana! I here to do some "business," she answered.
"Titiana? We did not expect you so soon. Come before me so you can recognized!"
Titiana got up from her carriage's seat, and quickly chuck off her clothing. She exposed her half alien body to her group as she stood to one of the large robots with her lizard boots. The large lizard machine sent out a beam of light and scan her body. In a deep robot voice, the robot sent message to the gate keeper of Destro's wall.
"Titiana Oho, half human, half Envi. 6 ft 1 inch tall. Granted Visitor pass by order of Marshal Gen -Gar himself.
There were several minutes pause before the vast doors of the Sumarions' settlement open. The robotic guards step aside. Titiana held up her hand. They were not going in yet.
"Neva," she said to the Asian looking slave, "What the name of slave seat of mine."
Neva quickly got out the carriage and went to her naked mistress.
"Her name is Vic, madam, and she in a bad way."
I don't care about that! replied Titiana, "Just let her out of the carriage floor. I want to get a good look at her before we go in Destro."
It took some time for female and male soldiers to pull off the black slave Vic. Her clothes she were wearing were similar to the other female slaves. Her halter top was torn and dirty, and her short skirt was ripped in places. The only undamaged clothing she had were her boots. The other female slaves holding her up and rubbing her arms and legs. From afar, Titiana look at the whole scene with lust. It was the first time she very saw her new slave body.
"She taller than I thought. Urrh, She actual very attractive, When I come back she going to be my house slave." Subconsciously she began to rubbed her breasts.
"And, I going to have to punish the person who thought of this ebony beauty as my replacement seat."
The sound of a single ion blaster shot cause Titiana and the rest of her entourage to turn around. A large Sumarions males greet them. Their leader was smaller and thinner than most of the guards, in Titiana entourage, less alone his guards. Despite his size, there were something , almost regal about him. His bright green, scaled skin shone out brightly against his surroundings. He wore gold and silvers bracelets, a sign of his wealth and influence. His nostrils on his long snout flare out quite a lot and his snake eyes wildly scan the area. His huge guard stood still as stone.
"Look like they sent out one of their High Markers to greet us. Clearly, he not use to dealing with humans, at less not without a few guards." Titiana said to a blonde female officer named Crystal.
"Yes, but I wonder why?" Crystal
Titiana smiled at before giving her a reply. "why don't we find out."
The Sumarions was wearing what look like a vest made out of some alien material. Their pants and leggings seem to be made out of the same mysterious material. Their padded feet and long claw were bare. The large guns had both laser rifles, There were no reason for Sumarions to ever have foot wear.
Titiana confidently stroll over where the head alien was. When she entered his view of vision, the alien lizard flinch back of little. He did expect an humanoids to approach him in such a causal manner. Titiana decided she might as well have a little fun before she got to business.
"What, did I scared you."
"INFH sJSLJDF FJWEO SES JSDL VIEL"
Titiana nearly double over in laughter. The Sumarion was so nervous that he forgot to turn on his translator. It was an old Lawgos translator model.
"What was that? I couldn't understand you."
The lizard man was quick to touch a metal disk that was hanging around his neck."I.. I said...Nuh, Nuh, no, You don't scare me, wh-wh-why would a High Marker, like myself be afraid? Just because have bootss made out the skin of lizard, doesn't not me we should be afraid"
Titiana went straight at him and look down into his eye. This male Sumarions was nothing like the fearsome warriors that was part of Federation propaganda. She took him by the chin, just below his row of small teeth.
"You are afraid, because you are NOTHING, not even to your own species. " She slowing walk always giving him a good look and her naked swaying rump. "Why would they leave you here all by yourself."
The High Marker Sumarion quickly look around. His large lizard men guards had had start to disappear back to the city.
"What in Dumos'(an Sumarions deity) name do you think you do. I, am Zar-Zur, son in law of the Great Gen-Gar."
As Zen-Zar's guards, turn to leave, the lizard to began to rerate his fellow Aliens in their own language. None of this matter to Titiana, this was the reason why she was here in the first. When he was left all alone, he turn to the humans who now has him at their mercy.
"Well, what do you think, Crystal, won't this one make an interesting slave, especially is what they say is true." Titiana comment.
"Perhaps, my lady."
The High Marker was scared by these remarks. He turned to confront them. Pushing his translator up to full volume he began to challenge the humans.
"I don't know what going, but I won't be a part. Do you humanss think you can turn me into a slave. They will be terrible punishments, if you even dare to touch. I am the High Mar-"
Titiana raised her hand. "Before you continue this tirade any further, let me just say we have no intention of enslaved you. " She put her other hand around her big, pointed ears. "I have a request from High Mar Oro Sai herself to kill you, isn't that right, Thigh-masters."
The Sumarion's eye grew wide when he heard this. He start to run back into his city, but the wall were already was on the way to close. He tried in vain to try to pry open to the doors. but they was near impossible. He was cry and shout in his own language, plead for mercy from his own species.
Titiana put her hands on her hips. "This is pathetic, let finish this up and go home. Thigh-master get over here. Start your mission."
Both male and female soldiers, heard loud thumps, and felt the earth shake and little. They clumsily tried to hold a salute for an elite fighter was coming. Suddenly soldiers and slaves were push out the way by an unknown force, and now everyone could he loud grunts of this female fighter. A slimmer a light flow from the area of the wall, appear in front of the distraught alien, for his death was at hand. Thigh-Master had appeared.
No one know the story of the huge monster of a woman who had appeared in front of their eyes. Civilians say she was some time of huge Mutant, the soldiers claimed she was some sort of a GEH (Genetic Enchanted Human. ) Not even Titiana know if the rumor that Thigh-master was some unknown humanoid that was un discovered was untrue. All that was know was the Thigh master was a ruthless mercenary that enjoy killing men, (and male aliens) in unarmed combat.
The 9 foot tall humanoid began to chuck off her Cloak suit. Now that her prey was trapped , she no longer need it. Underneath, her naked, muscular body, gleam from the sweat. She had followed the group from afar, and nearly ran the whole way. Instead of being tired, her whole body tense for the fight to come. Huge feet, large enough to break a normal man' arms led to shapely calf. Un-natural large, disproportionate thighs created her namesake. Her big thighs led to a wide waist and huge ass, rumored large enough to smother three men, Her huge hand rested on her "normal" size hips. Her bust was impression, through it was not large in the proportion to the rest her giant body. Her square shoulders was solid, built to support her sizeable biceps and noticeable fore arms. She had a rather long neck, which made her seem even taller.
It was Major Minerva, the highest officer in Titiana's sizeable entourage who observed the most puzzling aspect of The Thigh-master.
"My lady, I have heard many rumors about the mysterious Thigh-master, but I never believe this one until I seen it with my own eyes. She has the most beautiful face."
Titiana grin and nodded to her subordinate. The Thigh-master reputation as a brutal and sadistic giantess, would not bring the image of beauty at all. But everyone was amazed by her looks. She had long flowing hair, that framed her face on a good deal of her body. She had a perfect proportioned set of brown eyes, cute nose, and big moist lips. It was not the type of face that you would associated with a monster.
The Thigh-master circle around her prey. One of the Federation best shock troop would stand any her, let alone this tiny Sumarion. Titiana took the time to organized a show.
"All everybody, line up, two by two, slaves to the left, soldiers to the right. No, except for you two. " Titiana pointed to two young soldiers. "Come here."
As everyone quickly assembled, Titiana gave the strict command to the young men to stand still. "Everyone..." she paused slowly. "This promised to be any interesting show, since we don't have any proper seating." she smiled "All the men here would have to become seats for the ladies."
This cause groans to come from the entire male portion of the entourage, but each man knew their duties. Most laid on their backs to the ground. One, sometime two females sat, either on the laps or chests of their new "seats." Some of the stronger men who hope that this would be a short fight crawled on all fours and let the woman sat on the backs. Many of the woman, now comfortable in their seats, began to unpeel their outer layers of their clothes. It had been a hot day, and many were looking forward to the fight. The Thigh master had a reputation for putting a good, exciting show. Most were tempt to move as close to the male's seat head at possible, of course, face sitting during such events were forbid unless in Titiana specifically endorse it.
Satisfied at the arrangement, Titiana herself began to restrained the two men with her own discard clothes. Her jacket bound one man's legs, her stockings were good binding for his arms. She had bound some cargos (but had not wear them.) that restricted the other soldier's legs. Her bra made surprising good handcuffs. She stood up in front of both men. In one had was her panties, in the other were her socks.
"Soldiers of THE CORE, what is your names."
The black and white soldiers look nervously at one another before answering.
"Private first class Casper,"
"Private first class Jermaine."
Private first class Casper and Jermaine, you have been found guiltily of disrespecting females, and in my presence as well. You are hereby order to be smother under the ass of a female until they see fit. Now, who going to be the lucky girl who decides whether you live or die."
Almost of the females began to jump on their newly acquire seat, hoping to get noticed. Nearly all would love the chance to smother the life of a disrespectful male, and a chance to be in complete control of a helpless person.
Titiana pointed to the Oriental Neva and Nubian Vic. "You two, you will have the honor of smothering these males to your heart's delight." Titiana quickly gave her sock and panties to the women. "And you get to decide whether they give you head while there are smothering beneath your asses!"
Neva quickly push down the black male soldiers, before quickly mounting his face. It was a familiar position, she was facing the soldier's feet It has only been the second time she had the joy of face sitting and she wanted to enjoy it for as long as possible.
"Lick my ass, you son of the bitch." Neva commanded.
Vic hesitated at first. "Treat this white asshole the same what I treated you." Vic smiled. "All right," she said as she pushed the white soldier down. "Why should I been the only one to suffer." She straddle the helpless soldier.
"Open your mouth. I want you to suck, Titiana
"Hmmp! her ladyship"
"I want you to suck, her ladyship Titiana's panties, while your nose is snug deeply in my ass."
Vic quickly sat on the man's face. Her bare black pussy could feel the man's attempts to breathe.
"So this is how that feels, I want to get use to this. Vic thought to herself.
Titiana paced around. There no man seat for her.
"You, Slave gir,l get off that man. He is my seat."
The slender red head quickly got off a man. She look very disappointed.
"Feww! All right, you can have my throne."
The much happier slave quickly moved to Titiana carriage. She would have a much better view of the coming fight. Titiana quick sat on the face of the doomed slave.
"Slave, you better start licking if you want to live. Alright then, Thigh-master, are you ready. Let the game begins."

Chapter 4 Nightfall
For the past several hours I been strapped here, while Vic, my prison officer, was telling her story, Nearly a decade ago, she was little more than a mutant that was captured by the most powerful on our planet, the sadistic and half alien Titiana. Officer Vic has been straddling by chest while she been telling her long tale. She was still dress in a tan skirt, tight binding and her chest, and boots. I could tell that this woman loved to hear herself talk. Not that I could complained. She defiantly had an captive audience. Her brown eyes sparked as she told me the battle between the Sumarion and that wicked Mercenary.
"Thigh-master was of course, magnificent. She could had easily defeat that lizard man, but she knew she had a audience who love to see a good show. First she crushed his finger claws one by one. Then, he snap back both his arm. I could understand his language at the time, but I believe he was begging for his mommy."
"So Thigh-Master was basically torturing him.... for your amusement."
"Wow, you really are a Federation soldier, but if you must know. Yes, I believe that he was being tortured.
She lean back unto my stomach and that a hand to my cock. "Don't pretend that this does not excite you."
I was definitely arouse as she told me her tale, my cock had become flaccid over the description of the Sumarion's death. Don't get me wrong, I hate the Sumarions themselves, But I hate that are home world has become so degraded that the torture of a sentient being, pass as entertainment these days.
Vic began to stroke by cock, starting from the base of my balls to the it's tip. Up and Down, up and down. A quick squeeze here and there. Her fingers grasp my cock, then her palm, every movement of her hand bring closer to excitement. She continued to do stroke me. Not even her rough treatment was delaying my need to come.
"Please," I begged. "I'm going to come."
"No you're not. She suddenly, reach down and slowly squeeze my balls. You going to take it. Queen Titiana taught me how keep men from coming."
Vic turn around and sat her black butt on my face. I was surprised to learn that she was still wearing panties. Smelly, stained panties, but panties nevertheless.
"I don't want to do all the work, prisoner. I want to lick down there, and maybe I let you cum."
As a man who was approaching mid-life, I knew how to lick pussy. Bringing a woman to climax with my tongue was a specialty of mine. I stretch out my tongue and reach for her panty-covered pussy. Officer Vic must have notice my efforts, because she quickly hit me.
"No, not there" she complained. She move her panties to the side. "I want you to lick my ass." The taste of her sweaty and rancid asshole, but I little choice. Officer Vic continued to stroke my hardening cock. She then squeezed my balls.
" You have got to be better than that. Now I want you to lick the shit out of my ass. NOW!"
Not only did I have to lick her dirty ass, but I was slowly run out of air. Her considerable ass covered my head and kept blocking my air. She kept torment my cock. I heard her gasp.
"Uhh, YESSss, You're very good." She left go of my balls. "Hmm, I going to let you cum, but I'm interested if you can last without air before you do."
She quickly pump up my cock, but I was barely feel it. I was going to run out of air.
10..20..40 seconds pass.
"Let me go," I thought. I can't breathe."
50-a minute and a half.
"Look like you not going to make it. You're stronger than I thought. Most men would be struggling like mad."
"I...I..going to die now. Please not yet. I still have things to do. I don't want to die yet."
She sudden lifted up, maybe a faction of a inch, it was enough to get a little air. The air was quickly blocked. I could feel a surge of energy.
"Uhhhhhwwaa." I moan underneath my black mistress. I had came all over her hands. I thought that Vic might had said something after, but I not sure. I had black out by then.

Chapter 5 New Beganings

It was sometime in the morning before I woke up. I could feel the hard cold stone wall. I was clothed in my old prisoner uniform. I look around, the bed, the sink, even the toilet had the same familiarity. Then it hit me I was in my old cell. Had they decided not to kill me?
I saw a woman starting over me. It was Dix. the small Blond stood with her hands on her hips. She stood with her long boots, and short skirt. She seem now to be wearing a sweater over a thin shirt.
"What am I doing here? What are you doing here?" I asked.
She walk around me, not small feat given the small size of the cell. "You have been granted a relive. Tomorrow night, Vic going to give you a choice, but we look going to have to be alive first.
She say on the bed and took off her boots and socks. She slowly flex her toes.
"It was easily the most work I had all year. Switching out uniforms, changing records, and of course, moving from the excruciation rooms back to your old cell."
As she stroll across the cell, I could help but notice that her white , dainty feet was because more and more dirty. "Vic owe me big for this. So you know what she said?"
Dix came up to me kick nudge in into the ground with her bare foot. She stood over me
"She said I could do whatever I wanted to you. Don't worry, this is an empty cell block, and I just started my leave. No one even know we here. Sooo.. I think the first thing I is.. clean my feet...with your tongue
"What!? there no way I going to do something like that," I cried.
She actually giggled at me. It remind that this was just a young woman, and I was a veteran soldier. I go up from my position to show the different between the two of us.
"Oh, the old man wants to teach me a letter, weelll, let me teach you a little something-something."
She out a little device that was like a remote control and press a button. Suddenly pain and shock ran through my body.
"I can believe you didn't notice that collar around your neck. It a 'riot control' collar for dangerous criminals."
She sat down and wiggle her dirty toes. "It wasn't easy getting one for me to use but it was well worth it. Now if you don't want another shock, I suggest your do what I say. Now, I want to have clean feet before I leave the prison today, Now start by suck my toes.
I been captured by the CORE, labeled as a rebel, and sentence to die. I been smothered by a mutant's huge breasts, and nearly smother to death. But that was nothing compare to what I had to do now.
"I didn't give you a choice you little maggot, now lick my feet clean or suffer." With those last words I felt a intense shock again. and again and again. Dix should over me and tap my nose with the dirty soles of her feet. I look at her sneer and I knew I was beaten
"Are you ready to obey now. "
Yes,...Mistress."
She walk back to the bed and lay down. "Good, you can start with the heels."
Crawling over her, I took a hold of her feet and start licking her. The taste was horrible. the smell could be described of funky cheese on day one, out in the sun, Tuna. I gulp of dirt dust, mildew, sweat and lint. Each lick only brought more shame and humiliation. By to time I start on her Toes, Dix had sat up and start to look at me close.
"Holy shit old man, look like you got a boner."
I look down I saw a had a budge in my pants. I must have been so focus on cleaning her feet that I didn't notice.
"Who knew that this foot worship stuff would turn you on. Vic was right about you, you a sub in the make."
"What?!" I asked. I knew that Dix was capable of zapping me I didn't care. I just have to...to.. explain this. "I not a submissive person."
Dix pulled her feet away for me, and sat Indian style on the bed. "Yes, you are. Some man relieve that they are natural submissive and relish in that knowledge. They seek someone to dominate them. Other know that they have submissive quality and try to repress them. And then there others like you old man. Conscientiously, you're in control of yourself, but underneath all the layer of toughness, and knowledge and strength, is some young teenage punk that get a hard on whenever a member of the female species pays attention to him."
Dix took on hand and took hold of my chin while the other flowed through my graying hair.
"Now take out that cock and stroke it. I want it nice and hard.
I felt my hand took a hold of my own cock, without my command and began to rubbed it up and down. Before I knew it I was on the verge of cumming.
Dix was observing my actions. "Lay down, she said sexily. Her entire demeanor had change. In seconds, her little hands took hold on my cock as she straddle my legs. "I going to let you cum, as a reward for licking my feet. She quickly stroke my cock until I felt an urge that start in my balls and continue on to the head of my cock. I groan loudly as my sperm flew into the air.
"Well: she said as rubbed her sperm fill hands on my prison uniform top. "It didn't take you long before you cum."
She took hold of my cock and started to rubbed again. To my surprise, my sore cock began to slowly rise.
"Hmmp. I actually surprised. I didn't believe Vic when I told me how quickly you able to rise over the occasion."
"What? What do you mean. "
"You don't know, Vic has some fun with you while you were knock out."
Dix took her two hand and attempted to stroke me hard.
"Have you ever did it with a mutant before?"
"No," I said slightly embarrassed.
"I, surprised, I thought an old man like you would have fuck a lot of mutant pussy before last night.
"What?!" I said, I was so surprised I couldn't think of anything else.
"Don't worry," Dix assured. "For being out cold, you were a pretty good fuck, of course her 'abilities' help out some. You probably remember the whole thing in a couple of days. "Dix continued to kneaded my cock. I could feel my whole lower body tense.
"Look like there's going to be another big one. Let me get on your face so I could have a good seat for the show." She quickly settled her small ass on my face. Thank goodness she was wearing panties. It soon because a battle of wills. Was I going to painfully cum, or black out first?
It turn out to be both. I felled my cum flowing from my cock just I black out from Dix's smothering Ass.