Nights and Days in Hive Acropolis

Author’s Note: This story began as a spin on u/ChainedToAKeyboard’s, Enslaved By Sorority Sluts, with a gender flip of the lead and a change of setting. But subsequently it went off in completely different directions. Some text from the original is present in the early chapters, used with permission.

Hive Acropolis, Necromunda.

Vaia van Saar is not comfortable in the club. The music is loud. There are so many people with an unfamiliar look. She is glad to have her clan-brothers, Joak and Manu, with her. They will look after her.

The three of them sit at a bay table.

“Thank you for coming out with me,” says Vaia.

“What?” says Manu loudly.

“Thank you for coming out with me!” Vaia shouts, to be heard over the bassy music.

Manu shakes his head and grins.

“You’re sweet, Vaia,” he says. “You deserve some fun.”

Joak just nods. He’s always quiet, but Vaia knows he cares a lot. Joak gets up and goes to the bar.

“You’re brave, you know,” Manu says loudly into Vaia’s ear. “There still aren’t many out Van Saar girls.”

In the old days, Vaia would have been styled and dressed like one of the boys. If she filled out, the way she had, she would have had to stay within House territory. Or else gone on an exchange to House Escher.

But those were the old ways. Just one of so many things that have changed in the wake of the Kryptmann thaw. And Edwin van Saar’s reforms of the House. Vaia is a Van Saar woman. There’s no mistaking the styling of the House body-suit she wears. And also no mistaking the way she fills it out.

Joak comes back with three bottles. Alcoholic algal ooze. Good stuff. Vaia takes a drink. She’s nervous, and it’s bound to help.

The next track that comes on is a little quieter.

“Relax, Vaia,” says Manu. “You aren’t the one who should be worried. This is an Escher girl bar! We Van Saar boys can get in real trouble in a place like this!”

Vaia knows he’s joking. He and Joak can look after themselves. Besides, this club is not one that any men are likely to be picked up in. She takes another drink.

Manu leans closer. “You don’t need to worry. Van Saar girls are the new hot thing. You’re a real attraction here.”

Joak nods. He points at another table. “Checking you out.”

Vaia looks over at the table Joak is pointing at. Two young women are sitting there. One is blonde. Goliath? She has well-defined muscles, but she’s not that big. And she has long wavy hair, rather than a Goliath mohawk. The other is a spiky red-head. Definitely Escher. A mixed House pair. Unusual.

Vaia finds both of them really good-looking. The blonde looks a little dangerous. And they both seem… somehow self-sufficient?

“Come on, Joak,” says Manu. “Let’s check out the dance floor. Clear the way here.”

“Wait!” says Vaia, but they’re already making their way into the throng. They don’t hear her.

When she looks at the women again, her nerves shoot through the roof. They’re both approaching the table!

“Hey there,” says the blonde.

She might not be the size of some Goliath women, but she still towers over Vaia! Most of her hair is held up in a pony tail, but some of it falls freely to shoulder length, framing her face. She wears a black, lacy top and a faux-leather skirt. Her gaze seems cold and haughty, but Vaia thinks that’s just from her height. Her smile seems friendly enough.

“That’s Rebeck,” says the red-headed Escher. “I’m Sash.”

She is much shorter than her friend. She wears a very revealing white strap-top. Vaia can see her many, distinctive Escher tattoos. And her ample breasts.

Vaia gulps. They’re both so hot. “Hi… I’m Vaia… You want to sit down?”

“Sure,” says the blonde. Rebeck.

They slide into opposite sides of the booth seat. Shimmying around until they’re sitting on either side of Vaia.

“So. You’re one of these Van Saar girls we’ve been hearing so much about,” says Sash.

“Sure am,” says Vaia, feeling like her face is starting to burn. “Always have been.”

“Hearing about, Sash? Be honest with her.” Rebeck leans a little closer. “There’s a certain vid that’s popular at the moment.”

“Oh?” says Vaia, knowing what she must be talking about. They’re so open about this stuff!

“Yeah,” says Rebeck, licking her lips. “Two Van Saar girls. Looking a lot like you. Stripping out of their suits all sweaty. Getting it on. Mouths all over each other.”

“I- I think I know the one you mean.” Vaia’s mind is racing. Seeing that vid had changed her life! She wouldn’t be here, being chatted up by two beautiful women, without it. “You know, those girls aren’t Necromundans. I’m not sure they’re even real Van Saars.”

“We know that porn is made off-world, Vaia,” says Sash. Vaia turns to look at her. She’s laughing a little. It’s unnerving, being flanked by these two dazzling strangers. “That vid. It gave us all kinds of ideas.”

“And now here you are,” says Rebeck, prompting Vaia to turn to her again. “Serendipitous, don’t you think?”

Vaia is lost for words. Goliaths weren’t meant to know long words that a Van Saar didn’t recognise! “Er, sure thing?”

“What are you drinking?” asks Sash. She grabs Vaia’s bottle and identifies it. “Hive slime. Let’s get you something imported.”

“Algal-based foods and drinks are just as good as anything from off-world. And more nutritious and sustainable.” Vaia feels mortified as soon as she’s said the words. Why did she just parrot the standard House Van Saar line? She’s just a mess of nerves!

Sash and Rebeck just look at each other. “She needs a real drink.”

Neither of them gets up to go to the bar, or makes any other move though. Rebeck notices Vaia’s curious expression. She points at her own head. “Cogitators. We can use them to order.”

Vaia’s eyes widen. In-head cogitators are so expensive! Who are these women?

Rebeck smiles. “You don’t have one? I thought Van Saar tech was always top-of-the-line.”

“I think some bosses do. Maybe,” says Vaia. “You know, the tech’s just an image. A lot of Van Saars work in tech, sure. We keep the Hive running. But if we were, like, super-advanced, we’d all live in the Upper Hive, right?”

“You ever been to the Upper Hive, Vaia?” Sash asks.

“Sure. A couple of times. Sight-seeing and that. One time I got on the wrong vertical train. That cost me a lot of thalers.”

Rebeck laughs. It sounds genuine. Or at least artfully faked. “What about the Spires? Ever been to a Spire, Vaia?”

“No. Of course not.” says Vaia.

Rebeck smiles. “Maybe we could do something about that?”

Before Vaia can react to that, a servitor brings a tray with a bottle and three shot glasses. Servitors were being phased out all over the Republic now. So IBN said, anyway. Where possible, they were being liberated. But this one was old, and much more machine than man. It would keep on fulfilling its role until it ran down.

Rebeck takes the bottle and pours out three shots of syrupy black liquid.

“What is it?” asks Vaia.

“They mix it on Calastia. I think the ingredients come from all over. It’s called… well, the brand name is Assimilation. It’s a drink they call krozer. You’ll like it. Everyone likes it. That’s why it sells so well.”

Vaia drinks her shot. It was smooth. Sweet. Aniseed and a whole bunch of other flavours Vaia didn’t know what to call. A drink like this made you remember there was a whole galaxy out there. “… Why’s it called Assimilation?”

“Did you like it?” asks Sash.

“Yeah, it’s delicious,” says Vaia.

Rebeck pours some more.

“Congratulations,” says Sash. “You have been assimilated into the set of humans who like drinking Assimilation. Now your role is to buy some for other people, and assimilate them!”

Vaia giggles. “I don’t think I could afford that though.”

“Don’t think about money right now,” Rebeck cuts in sternly. “Have some more.” She lifts her glass. “To the Republic!”

“To the Republic!” says Vaia, joining in the toast and downing her second shot.

Sash smiles. “To President Russ!”

Vaia drinks to that too. She giggles again. This krozer stuff was making her very giggly. “Yeah, President Jaeger Russ is so beautiful. Kind of scary though.”

The music grows louder. Rebeck leans close to talk into Vaia’s ear. “Listen. Sash and I work hard. We don’t really want a big night out in noisy places like this. We really like your look, Vaia van Saar. So why don’t you come back to our place, have a few drinks and fool around?”

“Yeah. It’ll be fun, Vaia,” adds Sash. “Come back to our place. Just wait till you see it!”

A thrill of excitement runs through Vaia. Nothing could sound better! “Yeah. Lesh–” She concentrates hard. She’s slurring her words! She doesn’t want to embarrass herself. “Let’s go!”

“Good choice!” beams Sash. “Come on, let’s get out of here!”

All three slide out of the bay seat and head for the door of the club. Vaia makes sure to catch the eye of Manu and Joak, and gives them a wave so they know she’s okay. They grin back happily at their clan-sister.

Outside, Vaia walks with the other two until they reach a traffic corridor. A black air-car descends to hover in front of them.

Vaia gapes at it. “You guys have an air-car!?” She’s always wanted to open one of these up and learn how it works.

Sash laughs. “Get in, Vaia.”

“Come on!” adds Rebeck. “I’ll drive!”

“Doesn’t it drive itself?” Vaia asks.

“It’s more fun to do your own driving!” Rebeck beams.

Vaia and Sash pile into the back. It might not be the most expensive of air-cars, but to have one at all was so rare. And it seems pretty nice to Vaia. She looks around at everything in fascination.

“Strap in!” Rebeck shouts from the front. She doesn’t wait. The air-car takes off at high acceleration.

“Wow!” shouts Vaia. “Who are you guys?”

“We work for the Representative,” Sash tells her.

“The Representative? The Hive’s representative to the republic council?”

“Do you know of any other kind of Representative?” Sash asks. “Here, have another drink.” She opens a compartment in the air-car’s interior and takes out two bottles, giving one to Vaia.

Vaia twists it open and takes a drink. It’s pink and bubbly. “But…” Each planet in the republic has at least one Representative. But Necromunda is the capital of the Republic. The seat of its presidency and home of the council of deputies.

From the start, Necromundans had found ways to ensure they got their share of representation. Which was far more than the share that any other world got, of course. On Necromunda, each Hive has at least one Representative. Acropolis’s Representative might be the most powerful woman in the Hive!

The air-car is going so fast. Vaia looks out the windows. Rebeck is tearing past the traffic, using the air-car’s mobility to dodge around trains and all kinds of other, slower vehicles. They must be breaking a lot of Hive by-laws, Vaia is sure. But, she supposes, people who work for the Representative may not need to worry about anything like that!

“Whoa!”

Suddenly, they shoot out into an open space. A very open space. They’re flying outside the Hive!

Vaia looks out her window. She leans across Sash to look out the other window. It’s amazing.

“Not left the Hive before, huh?” says Sash.

“No. This is so…”

“Amazing?” Sash suggests.

“Yeah.”

“Take us out a bit, Rebeck,” Sash calls to the front. “Give her a nice view of the whole Hive.”

Rebeck does. The air-car shoots into the sky. It turns and banks.

Out her window, Vaia can see the whole of Hive Acropolis there, looming. It’s night. The dark edifice glitters with light. The miles-tall, hulking city where she’s spent her whole life. Where she has expected to spend the rest of it. This is starting to be some night.

She looks at Sash. “This is so awesome. Thank you.”

“Yeah?” says Sash. “Let me take my thanks.”

She leans in and starts kissing Vaia deeply. Her mouth is warm and her tongue pushes at Vaia’s lips. After a surprised little gasp, Vaia accepts it. Sash’s tongue pushes hungrily into her mouth. Vaia can taste the booze on Sash’s lips. It tastes of lime. She must have a different drink from Vaia’s. Sash’s hands were moving all over her, groping her through the suit, pushing her down into the seat.

The air-car’s engine roars. They’re going high.

When Sash leans back, Vaia takes another drink. She peers out the window. The bulk of the Hive lies far below them now.

“Oh, my Emper–” she starts to say. Old habits die hard. “Oh fuck. We really are going to a Spire!”

“Sure are, baby,” says Sash. “Where else do you think the Representative’s people live?”

Vaia holds up a hand. It’s not shaking. “I’m not afraid.”

“Yeah. Come here, girl.” Sash’s arms go round her. Vaia takes another drink before leaning back and accepting more of Sash’s lavish attention. She’s so excited!

They fly on and up through dark skies. Vaia is lost in Sash’s insistent kisses. Her probing tongue.

The flight begins to level out.

“Hey, love-birds,” comes the call from Rebeck in the front. “We’re here.”

She lands the air-car on the external landing dock. They get out. It’s exposed to the air on three sides. At this altitude, it’s cold. Vaia’s hazy mind thinks there must be an atmospheric force field, or the air would be too thin.

“Whoa… Isn’t this dangerous? If someone fell…”

Rebeck laughs harshly. “They may not call it the Imperium any longer, but this is still a dangerous galaxy. Even for the rich and powerful.”

“Especially for the rich and powerful,” adds Sash.

“Yeah. They don’t play with safeties.”

Rebeck goes over to the pedestrian door on the side of the landing dock. Vaia starts to follow after her, but finds her legs to be weirdly unsteady. She nearly falls down, but finds Sash supporting her.

“What’s wrong with me?” Vaia says aloud.

Rebeck comes back and supports her on the other side. The two of them help Vaia walk inside.

“You should be careful who you take drinks from,” murmurs Rebeck.

What was that meant to mean? Vaia wonders. She’s too tired to think straight.

The door closes behind them. They’re carrying Vaia now. They lie her down on a sofa. She tries to sit up, but she feels dizzy and she just can’t move.

Rebeck is standing over her. She looks up at the powerful blonde.

“Rebeck… so beautiful…”

Rebeck raises her boot. She places it on Vaia’s chest.

Vaia gasps.

There’s something in Rebeck’s hand. A cloth. She covers Vaia’s face with it.

“Sleep well, Vaia. See you soon…”

A few breaths, and all was darkness.

***

Tightness. Tightness, warmth, and an ache in her mouth and ass. Those are what Vaia notices as she begins to re-awaken. She opens her eyes. It’s all blurry.

She can hear two familiar voices.

“…treat her good?” It’s Sash.

“I’m not gentle with my toys, Sash. You know that.” Rebeck.

“Still. She seems fun. If we don’t push it too far. If she’s into it. Maybe we can keep her around?”

“Sash, I know it wasn’t that easy to find her, but even so. There are thousands of Van Saar girls to be found down there just like her.”

“Sure. And if one of them’s as good as any other, why not her?”

“Shush. She’s awake.”

Steps start to come closer.

Vaia groans. Or she tries to groan. There’s something rubbery lodged in her mouth. She tries to take it out. Her hands are stuck. They’re… bound behind her, somehow. She can’t move her legs either. Something’s holding them apart.

There’s something else… This isn’t her suit. She’s wearing something soft, and stretchy. It clings tightly to her body. Some kind of plastic? It’s so weird not to be wearing her suit. It feels… She’s not sure how it feels. Good?

Her eyes finally manage to focus. She’s lying on… a bed? It must be a bed. But no one in the Mid Hive had room for a bed this big. Her legs are hanging off the edge of it.

Vaia tries to speak. The thing in her mouth turns it into muffled nonsense. It’s a thick rubber ball, fastened in there. A strap around her head. She’s gagged.

Before she can start to process this, Rebeck and Sash slide into view in front of her. They sit on the bed. She stares at them.

Both of them have changed clothes. Rebeck is dressed from neck to toe in a shiny black body suit. Vaia guesses it’s made of the same material as the one they’ve put her in. She’s gloved and booted as well. There’s something in her hands. A crop… that’s the word for it. There’s an excited, mischievous grin on her face. The first genuine emotion she’s seen from her, Vaia realises.

Sash, on the other hand, wears a red corset. Her breasts are bare above it except for strips of tape. Xs over her nipples. The rest of her is bare too, except for black stockings. She gazes at Vaia with total amusement, and begins rubbing herself between her legs, shamelessly.

“Hello, Vaia,” Sash purrs.

Rebeck flexes and snaps the crop in her hands a few times before she speaks.

“You’re going to be our guest here for a while, Vaia. You will obey every command given to you, and you will not hesitate. Disobedience will be punished. If you do not please us…” Her smile is scary. “Like you said, it would be quite a fall from up here. Do you understand, Vaia? Nod if you understand.”

Vaia nods. Her new suit creaks as she does. This is… It’s like they’ve been raiding her fantasies! But does she really mean it about throwing her from the Spire? Either way, Vaia thinks, she had better play along.

Sash stops masturbating. She moves her hands to her breasts instead, raising them and squeezing them. She likes how quickly it draws Vaia’s attention. She chuckles as she watches Vaia squirm in her bonds, uselessly.

“We liked your old suit, Vaia,” Sash says. “But we think you look even cuter in this one. Van Saar suits are built for survival, right? This one’s made for… fun.” She licks her lips. “Our fun.”

Vaia is scared. But she’s also so turned on. She wants to touch herself. She can’t. She can hardly move at all.

“Yes, we’ll be having lots of fun with you, Vaia,” agrees Rebeck. “If you behave yourself, we’ll put you back where you came from, unharmed. For the most part. Until we’re in the mood to collect you again, of course.”

Vaia starts to seriously worry. Surely they wouldn’t really hurt her? It’s just some games. She might not be important, but she’s still one of House Van Saar. No one from another House would risk… Oh. They don’t belong to Houses. Not any longer. They’re the Representative’s. Maybe they don’t have to worry about consequences… Vaia might really be in trouble.

“We’re going to remove your gag now.” Rebeck’s voice is tinged with arousal. She’s so happy now that she has Vaia completely helpless before her. “You will keep your questions to yourself. You do not speak unless asked a direct question, or given permission. Understood?”

Vaia is scared, but she nods willingly. This may still turn out to be so much fun, she thinks to herself.

Rebeck stands and walks round behind Vaia, out of her sight. She feels the crop rest against her suited butt.

“Take her gag off, Sash.”

Sash begins unhooking the strap from around Vaia’s head. She holds Vaia’s mouth wide to get the bulb of the gag out between her teeth. It’s covered in her phlegm and saliva. Vaia coughs and hacks.

Snap!

“Ahhh!!”

Vaia lets out a cry of pain as Rebeck’s crop whips into her ass cheeks.

“How many women have you been with, Van Saar slut?” Reback demands, loudly.

“N-n-none! Zero! I haven’t!”

Whap!

“Ahhh!”

“And how many men?” Rebeck continues, relentlessly.

“None!” Vaia yelps.

“I don’t believe you.”

Snap!

“I think it’s true,” says Sash. “It’s like I told you, Rebeck. The Van Saars are really protective until they decide someone’s ready for the big bad hive outside. And they don’t fuck much in-House. They get access to all the porn they want. Likely some headsets too…”

“Hmm.”

Whap!

“Is that true, bitch? You’ve got a head full of dirty thoughts, but you’ve never done any of it for real?”

“Yes! I was at the club trying to get my first time in RL. In real life!”

Snap! Whap!

Vaia grunts in pain. Her fun-suit isn’t doing anything to protect her ass from Rebeck’s blows.

“Awww,” says Sash, smoothing her hands through Vaia’s black hair. “That sounds like it hurts. You’d better convince us you’re telling the truth, or she’s going to start putting some real effort into it…”

“It’s true! It’s true!” Vaia appeals.

“So…” Rebeck’s tone is sultry. “You’re a needy Van Saar slut who needs her ass beat to learn about the real world, huh?”

“I am! Yes!”

“Say it!”

“I’m a needy Van Saar slut who needs her ass beat!” Vaia repeats.

Snap! Whap! Snap!

“Ahhh! Fuck!”

“What do you think, Sash? Is she telling the truth?”

Sash looks at her friend, and then at the quivering girl lying between them. She looks into Vaia’s teary eyes.

“I think so,” she says. “Yeah, I believe her.”

“Pfft, I knew she was a first-timer from the second I laid eyes on her,” says Rebeck. “Isn’t it nice to hear her say it?”

Sash laughs. “It certainly is. Her little screams are so sexy too.”

Rebeck tosses her crop onto the bed and makes her way back in front of Vaia. She budges in, grabbing her face from Sash and stares deep into her eyes.

“It’s good that it’s your first time. I get to have a slave that’s never done anything, except what I permitted.”

Vaia’s breath catches. The thought of that… It’s something that’s a fit for her own fantasies. She can’t take her eyes off Rebeck. She’s gorgeous. All the more so now she’s in her element.

“I saw your cock slit when we were changing you, slut. Do you like to get it out? Do you like to use it?”

“No. I hardly ever use it.” Van Saars were very practical about how they designed their people. A dick was deemed a useful organ for anyone to have, so most of their women had them too, albeit neatly concealed and tucked away most of the time. A human modification that dated back to one of the early waves of the diaspora.

“Good. As long as you are mine, you are never getting your cock wet. You will keep it hidden away inside you and out of sight. You can use it to piss, if you wish. But that is all. Is that clear?”

“Yes.” That’s mostly all Vaia uses it for anyway.

“Yes what? You know how to address me, headset girl. Don’t act like you don’t!”

“Yes, Mistress! Yes, it’s clear,” says Vaia.

“Uh huh. Headsets, huh? I bet you’ve been getting off to scenarios like this for years, haven’t you, you perverted little slut.”

Smack!

Rebeck slapped her across the face, hard. Vaia sees stars.

“You’ll find it’s rather different in reality.”

It is, Vaia thinks. It hasn’t just been VR. She’s read about things like this too. And not just smut. Technical articles. Psychological and practical literature. She’d known what she was likely to be getting into, going to a place like that club. It’s been some preparation, but not enough for something this… intense. She can’t switch off. She can’t unplug. But… she shouldn’t be ready. She’s the… slave. She’s the bitch. She shouldn’t know what… her mistress will do next. Her mistress…

“It’s time for your first sexual experience, Vaia! Fitting that it’s going to be eating a woman out. Your dick will never know pussy, but your tongue is going to know lots!”

Rebeck shoves her face away and slides off the bed.

“Her mouth is all yours,” she comments to Sash, standing and feeling herself through her suit. “And her ass is all mine.”

Sash doesn’t need any more encouragement. She slides down closer to Vaia’s face and brings her eager cunt directly to her mouth. Her fiery red hair down below is trimmed very short. Vaia is getting a strong sense of her scent. A slightly sweet odour arises from Sash’s already moist sex.

“All right, baby, get to it,” says Sash. “I know you’re new at this, so I’ll instruct you. You start from the outside, then lick and kiss your way around until you get to the middle. Don’t worry, I’ll guide your slutty mouth…”

Sash reaches down and grips Vaia’s head with both hands, bringing her lips close and running her fingers through her hair, getting Vaia started around the outside of her labia. Vaia extends her tongue and begins licking in broad swaths, kissing periodically as she’d been instructed.

“Mmmm, good girl,” says Sash, closing her eyes and sighing contentedly.

It tastes like nothing Vaia has ever experienced before. Mostly neutral, but with just the lightest touch of musky sweetness. Sash lets out a pleasurable sigh as she guides Vaia’s face around the outer edges of her hungry sex.

“That’s right, baby, work your way in. Lick the sides and the top…”

Vaia feels a zipper unfurl around her ass and a wave of fresh air meets her flesh for the first time since waking up. She quickly realizes what the ache in her ass has been as Rebeck grasps the thick butt plug that’s lodged up Vaia’s bum and begins pushing and pulling it back and forth.

“Ahhh!” Vaia wails into Sash’s moist sex as her asshole is stretched wide over and over.

“Oh, stop bitching,” says Rebeck. “This was just to loosen you up a little. Six inches is nothing compared to what you’re going to be taking. You’d better thank me properly for prepping you!”

Vaia doesn’t say anything.

Rebeck grabs her crop and whips it fiercely across Vaia’s ass once more.

Snap!

“Thank you!” Vaia manages before Sash pulls her face down into her increasingly moist pussy lips, forcing her to lick harder.

Snap!

“Thank you what!?”

Whap! Whap!

Vaia strains her neck upward so she can speak again.

“Thank you, Mistress! Mmmghmmpphh!”

Rebeck laughs.

Sash will have none of it, pulling Vaia’s face deeper into her wet, fleshy canal. As she demands more licking and tonguing, Vaia feels the fat plug being pulled out of her ass and hears it drop to the floor. It’s such a relief. She wants to look back, but can only focus on the immediate task, which is swirling her tongue around and into Sash’s special spot. Her asshole relaxes fully for the first time in what feels like hours. The painful stretching sensation remains despite the removal of the cruel device.

Sash grasps the back of her head more tightly and holds it against her pussy.

“Lick it!” she demands. “Up and down the centre with your tongue, and every once in a while you’re going to come up here…” Sash says, pulling Vaia’s lips to her clit. “… And give a nice lick and suck. Got it? Good!”

Sash begins humping her hips forward as she runs her fingers through Vaia’s hair. Sash guides her face up and down her eager sex, Vaia’s tongue diving into her silky curtains with ease. She slurps at Sash’s sex obediently, sucking in her potent juices along with occasional air. Her face is getting wet as Sash moves her face up and down, the smooth feeling combined with Vaia’s slick tongue driving Sash wild. With each upward stroke, Vaia licks and sucks on Sash’s increasingly engorged clit.

“Fuck yes… right there… oh fuck!… Yes! Your mouth, baby, your mouth!” Sash cries, getting increasingly impassioned.

Vaia feels several thick streams of cool, wet lube flow into her back passage as Rebeck inserts the tip of a spray bottle into her sphincter and pulls the trigger several times. She then receives a loud, harsh spank to one of her ass cheeks. Rebeck reaches back with her gloved hand and blisters the other one with an equally enthusiastic back-hand.

Smack! Smack!

“Ahhh!”

“All right, bitch! You wanted something real? Now it’s time! You can thank me later by eating me out.”

Vaia feels Rebeck step in close behind her and hears her fastening some kind of harness. This is followed by thick, cold rubber pressing against her pucker.

“Ready?” spits Rebeck.

It feels considerably wider than the plug she just removed and as Rebeck begins pushing it in, all doubt is removed. Vaia cries out in pain, her words lost in the wet, warm clamminess of Sash’s hungry pussy. She grits her teeth and tries to relax, but the painful sensation is all-consuming.

Rebeck watches the thick, black eight-inch strap-on glide into Vaia’s ass with a wicked smile on her face. She gives Vaia’s ass another crack with her right hand and then begins bucking back and forth in her as she encounters her first resistance.

“Oh no! Your ass never says no to me, slut! This is one of my smallest cocks and you will take all of it right now!”

With that, Rebeck begins to steadily fuck Vaia into the mattress. She begins thrusting back and forth aggressively, her powerful legs and hips illuminated in shiny black. The combination of the clinging suit, the rubbing sensations of the strap-on against her sex and the total control over a helpless slave sends Rebeck’s libido into orbit. She’s been waiting for this moment for weeks and it has finally arrived. Her long blonde pony-tail bobs behind her as she fucks Vaia’s ass smoothly, gliding in deeper with every stroke until her hips meet Vaia’s reddened ass cheeks.

“You plugged in?” asks Sash.

“Not yet,” Rebeck gasps in reply. “Saving it for later. Don’t need it to feel that good when I’m breaking a new ass in.”

Vaia grunts and groans into Sash’s wet depths as she feels the massive rubber cock plunge into and withdraw from her defenceless rear. Her well-beaten ass lights up with fresh pain every time Rebeck rams her hungry hips into her posterior, Rebeck’s hands sporadically delivering fresh spanks to Vaia’s flanks and ass.

She keeps trying to relax, but the brutal fuck is making her panic. Her arms and legs pull on their restraints in desperation; an act of complete futility as the handcuffs rattle uselessly and her legs find no give from the spreader bar. Vaia’s limbs are becoming more sore by the minute and her body is increasingly hot and sticky in the confines of her suit. She’s suffocating in the depth’s of Sash’s wet cunt, and she can’t stop the relentless pounding of Rebeck’s hips.

“You like that, fuck toy?” growls Rebeck. “I’ll fuck you however the warp I want. Get used to it.”

Rebeck fucks her into utter submission, growling and clawing at Vaia as Sash keeps her face mashed into her moist, quivering cunt. She’s having trouble getting air the closer Sash gets to orgasm, her strong grip keeping Vaia plunged in her wet flesh for ever longer periods as she tongues and licks away.

Somewhere between Rebeck’s relentless pounding of her ass, the overwhelming taste and smell of Sash’s cunt, and the complete lack of any way to defend herself, Vaia finally breaks. The feeling of the strong hands holding her down puts her over the edge. Powerless as her body is physically ravaged and unable to escape, Vaia climaxes silently. This is incredible! Headsets have nothing on this!

“What’s the matter, slut?” Rebeck yells from behind, completely drunk on power “A bit much? A little too intense? You wanted to have real sex, didn’t you!?” She punctuates the question with two especially hard thrusts.

“Yes, Mistress!” Vaia calls out in the brief time Sash allows her air. Her entire face is smeared with Sash’s thick juices and Sash presses her back down, gliding Vaia’s tongue along her needy snatch.

Suddenly, there is a loud, buzzing ring, halting the frenzied fucking and slurping sounds that have filled the room. Rebeck looks at Sash quizzically.

“That’ll be the boss.” Sash sighs, detaching herself from Vaia’s sucking mouth.

“Ignore it,” says Rebeck. “This is our free time. She doesn’t own us.”

“You know I have to see what she wants.” Sash hops out of bed, pulls a t-shirt on and goes over to a terminal.

“You don’t. I never do. Check our contracts,” grumbles Rebeck. “She has plenty of other people.”

“We can’t all be like you, Rebeck.” Sash adjusts the camera to ensure it’s not picking up the scene behind her, and hits a key. “Representative Pallas! Good evening.”

As Sash talks to the other end of the line, Vaia tunes her out. Her head rests on the bed, now moist with Sash’s juices. She breathes deeply, relieved to have a break from lengthy oral servitude. She lets out a deep groan as Rebeck spears her with her long, thick strap-on once more, reminding her that she’s far from done.

Rebeck’s smug, cruel smile says she knows exactly what Vaia is feeling. She plows Vaia non-stop for the next 10 minutes, wrapping the leash from Vaia’s collar around her arm and giving Vaia’s neck aggressive tugs as she drills her deep and hard. The wet slurping sounds of Rebeck’s steady fucking fill the room. Vaia’s well-lubed ass learns to accommodate more of Rebeck’s abuse with each stroke. The harmony is broken only by Vaia’s occasional grunts and Rebeck’s moans of pleasure.

“Thank Russ for selective audio gear,” mutters Sash to herself, trying to act undisturbed in her conversation with the Representative.

Rebeck fucks like an animal, ignoring Vaia’s whimpers and soft pleas.

Finally, she pulls out of Vaia’s well-fucked ass, her legs and hips needing a break. She crosses to a table on the other side of the room and lights up a fat lho stick, bringing it to her lips and taking a long drag. She exhales and looks back at Vaia’s gaping hole, admiring her work as a light buzz takes hold of her.

“Yeah, that sounds like a big event… Uh huh… Well, I’ll certainly think… You want something now? Er…” Snatches of Sash’s words drifted to Vaia’s ears. “… Well, republican military stylings are certainly…”

Rebeck walks back to the bed, her heels clacking on the floor until she enters Vaia’s field of view once more. She takes another drag from her joint, holds it in her lungs for a few moments and then blows the smoke directly into Vaia’s face.

Vaia gasps, her nostrils full in a matter of seconds. It was strong stuff.

Rebeck places a leather-lined calf in front of Vaia’s mouth and nods at the boot.

“Lick.”

Vaia’s tongue extends immediately and she begins coating the shiny leather up and down with her saliva. Rebeck smiles, gazing at her with a haughty expression as she watches Vaia slobber all over her gleaming, leathery boot.

“You haven’t said one word in protest. Not one complaint or refusal so far. I’m starting to think you’re enjoying yourself, Vaia.”

Oh, so much, thinks Vaia. But she doesn’t say anything. She just keeps licking as ordered.

Rebeck sets her joint on the side table and begins stroking her thick strap-on up and down. She emits a throaty chuckle as Vaia licks away at her thigh-high boots. Her gloved hand slides back and forth around her well-lubed shaft.

“You think getting fucked in the ass was something? Wait till I cram this in your mouth. You’ll gag on my cock until you learn to take eight inches down your little throat, Van Saar girl! And then I’ll use a bigger one!”

She reaches down and grabs Vaia’s leash, tugging it until her head lifts and Rebeck is satisfied that Vaia is watching her stroke the thick, rubbery cock.

“Yeah, look at that. You want this so bad, don’t you? Take a good look at your future, slut. What’s the saying? ‘Be careful what you wish for’? You’re going to experience more than you ever imagined.”

Vaia conceals her excited tremble.

“I’m going to enjoy training you, Van Saar girl.”

Rebeck stops and turns as she hears Sash hang up. Sash strips off her t-shirt and rejoins them, giddy and eager again in no time.

She slips back onto the bed as Rebeck hops off, the duo preparing for round two with their immobilized slut. Sash parks her lower body in front of Vaia again.

“Get back to it, baby!” Sash exclaims, grabbing Vaia’s head without delay and pressing her down. Having so close to climax before being interrupted, Sash is even more uncompromising with her grip now. The smell of Sash’s sweaty pussy swirls in Vaia’s nostrils.

“Ngghhpphhmmllpph!!!”

Her face is plunged into Sash’s oozing slit, Sash’s iron grip moving her lips up and down.

“Tongue! Now!” she demands, then shoots Rebeck a glance indicating that Vaia wasn’t obeying fast enough.

“She said tongue!!”

Whomp!!

The thick leather paddle collides with Vaia’s nether region like a power maul. Vaia’s vision cracks red as pain arcs through her body. She whimpers. She sucks air involuntarily and with it comes a torrent of pussy juice. She gags. Sash keeps her lips sealed over her vagina.

“Lick!!” Sash demands again, and this time Vaia obeys fast enough for her. She greedily licks up Sash’s honey.

“That’s it, baby. Every drop.”

Vaia feels the rubber strap-on re-enter her well-beaten ass, the thick length sliding in easily now that she’d been broken in with Rebeck’s thick eight-incher. Rebeck grasps the reins attached to Vaia’s suit and begins fucking her harder than ever, her hips slamming into her cheeks contemptuously as the slick, girthy phallus spears her over and over. Every hard thrust renews the burning ache in Vaia’s ass, her entire body being jolted in its bonds. She takes it as best she can, her tongue constantly working in Sash’s cunt.

“Look at you, baby!” Sash’s voice is amused and encouraging, deep and throaty with pleasure. “You’re getting so good at this. So eager. You want to please, don’t you? You want it, don’t you?”

Rebeck’s face lights up with pleasure as she builds a loud, moist rhythm with her fucking. The thick cock slurps loudly back and forth in Vaia’s asshole as she holds onto her harness with a death grip. She watches her friend climax as their slave inhales the river flowing from Sash’s cunt.

“Yesss! So good. So good, baby.”

Sash throws her head back and spurts thickly. She seals Vaia’s mouth over her pussy lips, squirting into her gaping maw as her tongue glides in and out of Sash’s wet depths. Vaia can do nothing but drink Sash’s essence as Rebeck relentlessly fucks her ass into a new state of elasticity, preparing her for bigger cocks to come.

Sash collapses onto the bed, resting for a few minutes as Rebeck sodomizes Vaia endlessly. Vaia’s entire face shines with pussy juice, her lips and cheeks covered with sticky cum. Her body bucks forward slightly with each powerful thrust, Rebeck putting every ounce of her strength into punishing Vaia’s slutty ass.

“Fuck yeah, that’s a good little bitch! Take that cock. Yeah.”

Finally, the base of the strap-on has rubbed against Rebeck’s engorged clit enough times and she shouts out her own climax, keeping the thick cock buried in Vaia as she grunts and moans in orgasm.

A few moments pass as all three girls gasp and catch their breath, their bodies awash in pleasure.

Rebeck pulls out and detaches her strap-on. She goes round to slump alongside Sash on the bed.

“Look at her. Doesn’t she look great?” Rebeck mutters to Sash.

“She does, doesn’t she?” Sash agrees. “Look at that blush on her pale face. I think she’s really into it.”

Rebeck frowns. “Let me check.”

Rebeck gets up to stand behind Vaia again. She reaches into Vaia’s suit and her fingers inspect Vaia’s cunt.

“Hey! She’s soaking!” Rebeck remarks in surprise.

“Told you,” says Sash.

“Hey!”

Smack!

“Did you come, slut?” she demands.

“Yes, Mistress!” Vaia whimpers.

“I didn’t even notice,” mutters Rebeck, disappointed.

“That’s Van Saars for you,” purrs Sash. “Sex is very private for them, isn’t it, Vaia? All quiet at night in their own little rooms, getting off without a sound. But they’re all kinky as anything.”

Rebeck has begun to prod around in Vaia’s wetness with her fingers.

“She’s enjoying all this,” Sash says quietly. “No doubt.”

Rebeck takes her fingers out.

Smack!

“Slave!”

“Yes, Mistress?” Vaia responds.

Rebeck smacks her ass again hard, a marked handprint forming.

“You will let your mistress know when you come. Understood?”