Chapter 1
Laura tried to take a deep breath but in her suspended state breathing was difficult. She looked down at her naked body with red stripes from a whip, her breasts stood proudly with engorged nipples, and she quivered excitedly. She loved being teased, used and stretched tightly, which is why she and Erika were chosen for this mission. They were both long time submissives from the League of Planets and the A.I. system picked them for this mission.
Laura was suspended with her arms spread wide and her hands in manacles. Likewise, her legs were spread wide, weighted, pulling and stretching her body giving the slave master a taut, stunningly beautiful, glorious human body to torment. There was a crowd of off duty crew members watching as the slave master put Laura’s body through its paces. The whips, slappers, and vibrators kept her whipsawing from pain to bordering on climaxes and pushed her into a beautiful subspace.
As much as Laura loved being teased and tormented, the slave master loved doing it to her. He had never had a woman as stunningly gorgeous as Laura, nor one as wildly responsive. Her taut sensuous form writhed and quivered as he tormented her and every touch only made her body contort in twisted, glorious pleasure. The only thing that rivaled Laura was her companion next to her. He had the urge to throw down the whips and just take her like the beautiful bitch in heat that she was, but the ships captain would kill him if he did.
Erika was beside her strained backwards over a wheel and Laura had to admit that in her tight bondage Erika’s body was gorgeously displayed with muscles, ribs and tendons all showing in relief against her skin. Laura watched as a slave master teased, whipped and drove Erika wild with erotic torment. Erika squirmed and moaned as her erotic need climbed with the slave master continuing to drive her wild and pushing her into subspace.
The off-duty crew loved the show and while they would have loved to participate, they all knew the slaves were set for auction when they arrived in Titus and couldn’t be harmed. The slave masters were specifically chosen to give a show but never really damage the goods. They knew just how far they could go, and the slave masters especially loved human females, because their faces and bodies are so erotically expressive.
The crew and masters could see Laura’s and Erika’s reactions with every torment and it enabled them to gauge their level of pleasure and pain. The masters had other species that they teased and tormented but none gave them the kind of physical feedback that the human females did. They are wildly exuberant reactions only gave the master’s a way to measure the submissives level of pain and pleasure but also turned on the crowd.
Being raised on the league of planets Laura was used to various alien species that looked, smelled and acted differently, but these pirates took it to a new level. The slave masters looked like Orc’s in the old mythical Lord of the Ring books. They were green, with pointed ears, a large, muscled body and a massive cock that always seemed engorged and ready. The slave master tormenting Erika whipped, teased and turned the wheel until his cock forced its way inside Erika. The massive cock could be seen stretching her pussy and stretching the skin of her stomach and everyone could see his cocks progress inside Erika.
Erika whimpered and moaned, “Oh God, your big, please take it slow. Oh God you feel so big and so wonderful.” Erika squirmed as the Orc ploughed inside her and her face had a look of bliss, but twinges of pain.
The Orc slave master laughed and in his guttural voice responded, “You earth girls are so beautifully passionate and the way your body shakes, trembles and spasms in erotic enthusiasm makes you the most erotically carnal fuck toys in the universe.”
The crowd watching consisted of a mixture of species from actual humans to a species that looked like an octopus and everything in between. All of them seemed to want their crack at these gorgeous earth girls.
Another slave master began to do the same to Laura and she had to admit she loved it. This was why she had always been a submissive, she loved the erotic torment, the pain mixed with erotic teasing that sent her into subspace. Her mind and body drifted into endorphin fueled subspace with her mind wandering through the foggy bliss and back into how she got here.
The plan had been to soar through space controlled by pirates affiliated with the slave trading planet Titus. Laura and Erika were supposed to be an enticement and bait for the pirates, and it worked very well. They had been captured, stripped naked and became play toys for the pirates until they made it to Titus. Based on the way the pirates used them, both Laura and Erika wondered what it would be like when they finally got to Titus.
While Titus had its own slaver fleet, most of their trade came from planets all around them and pirates brought in new slaves. Business was good and had been expanding around the planets as far away as ten light years. They had developed a reputation for having gorgeous sex slaves that were well trained and totally submissive.
Laura and Erika were already well trained, gorgeous and submissives of the first order. The pirates knew what special slaves they had when they captured Laura and Erika, and they had communicated with the slaver headquarters. The pirates sent videos with Laura and Erika and quickly they were in the Titus slaver system. They were scheduled to be in the slave auction as soon as they arrived on Titus.
Meanwhile, the pirates took full advantage of having these gorgeous submissives as a part of their crew. Laura and Erika enjoyed the attention, and they knew that the pirates would not harm them with any permanent marks. That would diminish the price the Titus slavers would pay for them and reduce the auction price. So, Laura and Erika let the dominant slavers have their fun while they waited to arrive at Titus.
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Meanwhile, Lyra and the bosses had dreamed up a new cover for her. Lyra was going to a master and she was going to buy Laura and Erika at auction. The three of them could easily combined resources and work on achieving the desired outcome of breaking up the slaver cartel.
To pull this off Lyra had to get a whole new wardrobe including many chic high-end outfits, enough money to purchase Laura and Erika and a cover where she lived and what she did for a living. Where she lived could not be anywhere close to the League, nor could her job have anything to do with the League, she needed to be completely away from anything to do with the League.
Lyra, she needed help and contacted her lover Eros. If he received any inquiries about her, she was an acolyte and his lover. Her business involved managing his church, home and all of the church’s businesses. She and Eros spent several hours communicating, creating and practicing her cover until they felt they had everything down pat. Eros and Lyra also agreed that all communication would go through Eros and he would transfer the information to the League. Lyra spent her remaining time soaring to Titus practicing her cover and making sure she had everything down pat.
As Lyra began to get closer to Titus, she noticed the traffic in space began to get more congested and began to catalog all the ships she saw. She only recognized maybe twenty percent of where the ships had come from but still cataloged what she could. She was still a long way from Titus when they contacted her, interrogated her, asking why she was coming and when she explained they helped her set up a berth for the ship and hotels for her.
The docking process was easy and very professional as she docked in their port. Lyra decided to dress in an elegant and provocative catsuit that was skintight and fairly translucent. In other words, every detail of Lyra’s figure was on blatant display. As she exited the ship into the docking tube, she was met by a customs official, a guide and two hulky security men. All their mouths dropped open and eyes bugged out as she came towards them.
All their eyes roamed over her craftly displayed form as they completed all the necessary paperwork. With the paperwork finished the customs agent and the security guards all reluctantly left with their eyes staying glued to Lyra’s sultry and seductive body as long as possible. The guide gathered her carrying cases and began to lead the way to her hotel accommodation.
The guide led her through a wide opulent display area that seemed to go on forever. There were booths of various vendors displaying their wares, but all their wares consisted of various types of slaves, slave wear and adornment and various torture devices for slaves. The first booth they came to had ten slaves, all different shapes and sizes, beautiful in their own way, all suspended in the shape of an X with manacles over their wrists and ankles, plus an opaque hood over their face. All of the slaves appeared to be humanoid, with large breasts, tiny waists and womanly hips and asses.
There were various species of males wandering through the display and the customers were touching, caressing and groping the slaves on display. Unlike the slaves that all seemed to be humanoid women, the customers were a murid of species, from an Octopus looking being to a devilish looking being with horns. A few of the customers seemed to be in the final stages of purchasing one of the slaves and in these cases the customers were sampling the slave with their oral orifice.
Lyra smelled the arousal of the slaves and several moaned, whimpered and twisted erotically as the customers sampled the slaves. It was obvious that some customers loved breasts, while others liked pussy, sphincter or mouth. The slaves were also turned on by certain stimulation and when the slave and customer connected the erotic moans and body shakes became more sensual and erotic. When that happened the arousal smell and whimper clarified that this slave would be purchased.
Lyra was surprised to see customers looking to purchase the slaves, she had thought that all the slaves were sold at auction. So, she asked, “What are they selling here, the slaves or the suspension apparatus?”
The guide responded, “This company is marketing slaves and this display changes weekly. It is one of the highest end slave enclaves. Most of the slaves are sold at auction and the auction is a wild spectacle that you need to see, but some species are shy and prefer to purchase a slave without all the hoopla.”
The next booth had another ten gorgeous slaves but these were all bound in various forms of torment. There were two versions of the rack, one being the traditional wooden base and the other had only a small support on the slaves lower back and cables stretching the four limbs of the slave. Both were gorgeously displayed and stretched to highlight their taut athletic body.
There were three slaves contorted in backwards arches, over a barrel, a pipe and a contraption Lyra couldn’t figure out. Once again, their bodies were twisted into glorious knots that showed of their flexibility, breasts, belly and pouty pussy. Lyra couldn’t help but notice all of the slaves so far had been humanoid women, so she asked, “Why are all the women humanoid?”
The guide smiled and answered, “Humanoids are much more expressive in both pain and pleasure. The customers liked the way their girls’ bodies would jiggle and quiver under the flickering torchlight as they were lewdly openly poked, teased, tortured and prodded. They liked the way the girls begged… pleaded… cried… and whimpered… it made the men happy… it made the men hard and more over when they fuck them, they go wild with blissful contortions and the men can’t stop fucking them.”
Once again Lyra smelled the arousal and the combined moans let everyone, but mostly the customers know what kind of carnal torment the slave loved. However, there were also the opposites, these customers wanted a slave that fought them and there were many of those as well. Watching the customer and slaves war over dominance was just as intriguing and sometimes even more entertaining.
Lyra nodded at this, but she thought all species would react that way, apparently not. The guide continued, “We have many other species of slaves and it really depends on the masters. Some species don’t like their slaves to show emotion but most want reactions when they do something painful or pleasurable to their slave.”
Lyra nodded again, and she went back to looking at all the contraptions. There was a slave stretched in a St. Andrews Cross, another in an open iron maiden type of device. She saw several devices that she had no description for, but all contorted the slaves into crazy positions that truly displayed the slave’s beauty and flexibility. Once again there were customers touching, caressing and cajoling the slaves hoping to get a whimper or moan from them. She shook her head, knowing what they were going through but moved on.
The next booth was a spanking booth. Once again, there were about ten slaves, all gorgeous in their own way, but this time only half were humanoid, with two being female Orgs and Lyra couldn’t recognize the other species. All were bound in different types of bondage, but all still contorted into various spanking stations, but once again their bondage twisted their bodies into pretzel-like positions but always leaving their delicious backside open for spanking.
Lyra noted several demonic or horror booths that contained slaves in various forms of torture. Many had marks on them while some only had simulated marks. Regardless, these slaves seemed to relish the pain and torment. Their faces were twisted into pleasure filled grimaces that also included pain. They were obviously pain sluts and loved the agony.
The booths went on and on with crazy ways to exhibit and use slaves for pleasure or pain and even Lyra was starting to get turned on. She had never seen as many ways to twist, torment or conquer the human body, but most, if not all of the slaves on display had been well trained and showed only the emotion their masters wanted them to show. All of these slaves were beautiful and were various species, but as her guide had told her, the most prized were the humanoid slaves. As they passed a tattoo booth, she realized that this was how they marked their slaves.
There were several interesting booths with the first being a water tank filled with mermaid-like slaves and likewise water creatures that were the customers exploring the slaves but even here there were a couple of humanoids. The humanoid slaves had at least their heads out of water but most of their bodies were in the water. The next weird booth consisted of humanoid women bound or suspended in various twisted shapes, mostly in an X-shape, but what was different was the customers and they were octopus shaped creatures with tentacles. The tentacles were exploring the slave’s pussy, anus, mouth and breasts. All of the slaves were moaning or screaming in both pain and ecstasy. Lyra felt a chill run through her as she watched these creatures explore every slave’s holes.
The last area they came to was a large open area with a stage in the front and a large amount of bondage equipment on the stage. All the bondage apparatus was strictly for restraint and Lyra knew they had come to the auction area. In her mind she could envision slaves bound and tormented to the joy of the crowd, but with the right slave master the contorted or twisted slaves would drive the customers wild and really create a great show.
They finally arrived in a atrium with a check-in desk at the front. Lyra went to check-in and the people behind the desk looked at her confused until one said, “Slaves are to check in a different area. Lyra knew that it was her spectacular figure displayed in her barely there catsuit that was causing the confusion. Someone that looked like her should be in the high-end slave quarters and she smiled at the confusion.
Lyra brazenly said, “My name is Lyra and I am from Chiron and I am here to purchase some slaves and not be one. Please show me to my room.”
It was this interaction that proved to Lyra that she would be in for several fights. To all the people here only sex slaves looked the way she did and she knew she could have trouble. In this place where her kind of skills and beauty were in great demand, she understood that her beauty was both an asset and a detriment. However, that also gave her some limited freedom to explore and snoop.
