Thread: Crashed on Slythxx {darkest_fate&Zacki}

No! That's not, that's not what, ugggh, will you stop that? said Amelia, looking down at the beta. Sweat was already starting to bead across the woman's flesh, a sure sign that her arousal was mounting and mounting quickly. These creatures had quite skilled tongues, and Amelia had always appreciated receiving oral, when she could convince her boyfriends to do it. This made all of them look pathetic, with the long, dextrous tongue working over Amelia's sex with some talent. She knew it was likely the creature's curiosity, along with how it paid attention to her reactions and followed. We're--diplomatic, she tried, forcing the words. Her chest was heaving and she could feel tension mounting between her legs. it had been far, far too long and he was far, far too good. An exploraaah, she arched and thrashed against the bindings. It was hard to speak when you had a tongue exploring every inch of your tight pussy. Another creature arrived, and Amelia knew her words wouldn't be heard even if she somehow managed to get them across. She whimpered, looking over at the creatures, desperately wanting to know Kelli's and Pat's fates. Amelia cried out as a sharp wave of arousal shook her. She felt her sex growing increasingly damper, hotter, and knew that if this kept up, she wouldn't last long before cumming before these creatures, which would be truly humiliating. Please! she nearly begged through clenched teeth. She looked at the leader, her auburn strands of hair covering her beautiful face. We're not--we're, uggh, she trembled, pulling against the confines. It just felt too good , and her body was certainly loving it. Nipples had grown tight and a flush showed quite strongly along the woman's very pale skin. Quick breathing, near panting, wet nether lips, Amelia felt that tension knotting tighter and tighter within, and had to grit her teeth to try and force it back. Oh great, collars, mumbled Kelli, seeing the creature coming back. Well, at least we'll make cute pets, said Pat with forced cheerfulness. Beats the hell out of being lunchmeat. We taste lousy, remember? muttered Kelli. She stared at the creatures as they approached, tensing. Those are some kind of sensor they've invented, they seem to think--oh shit, the last came as the creatures grabbed Kelli. They grabbed both astronauts, though Pat fought fiercely against them. The blonde proved to be quite feisty, and that encouraged Kelli, who figured it was better to try and stick together in this. The collar closed around the Asian's neck, and she felt the circuitry crawl up her. The girl screamed as a high pitched whining shot into her ear. She thrashed, flailed, felt the intense pain. The two technologies, that of her Earth made translator and the collar, were fighting each other fiercely, and Kelli could feel the pain in the process. Thankfully, it ended within seconds, leaving her with an intense ringing in her ears, but absolutely no desire to fight or resist. Kelli? said Pat. She pulled against her captors. You sick fucks! I'm going to kill you! she thrashed even more fiercely, her arms and legs flailing. The limp Kelli was pulled away, her dazed head lolling. Pat screamed a cry worthy of a valkyrie, and she kicked hard at her opponent, aiming for what she thought was a joint. If there ever seemed a good time to fight, this was it.