groomleader
10-20-2015, 02:36 PM
Part 1
The proximity alarm went off, startling the bridge crew of the Earth Planetary Alliance cruiser "Dauntless".
"What the hell?" Captain Virginia Rawlings barked, "Where did that ship come from?"
Flight officer Terrence Winters, at the controls, responded, "I don't know Captain, the damn thing just appeared, it was almost on top of us before we got the prox alarm."
Science officer Valerie Troxton added in, "Captain, the sensors are picking up a distortion in the space time continuum, the fabric of space in this region seems to be unstable, and I think that ship just came through a small wormhole. This region seems to be about 1.5 parsecs in diameter."
"Give us some distance from that ship, and let's clear this region," Virginia ordered.
The crew quickly did so, and she relaxed a bit. Being 28 years old, the youngest female captain in the fleet was a big responsibility, but Virginia applied herself to the task, she was a no-nonsense commander, and it was plain to the officers who served that she was not to be trifled with, she was as driven, dedicated, and capable of giving the orders as any male captain would be.
Just as they cleared the area, the science officer reported, "Captain, that ship that appeared, they are following us."
"Any communications attempted?"
"No, just following, perhaps they are merely curious, the ship's configuration is not like any I've ever encountered."
Virginia turned to the communications section, "Lieutenant Finnerson, broadcast our standard, friendly greeting. If they are curious, perhaps we can make first contact, after all, that is part of our mission."
Lieutenant Bryce Finnerson did so, and after a minute, reported, "No response Captain. The channel is free of interference, so unless their equipment is damaged, they must have received it. Maybe they can't translate it...wait a minute, getting something now."
"Put it on the main viewer, let's see who we are dealing with."
The view-screen flickered to life, and they were looking at a new, non-Earth life form. The creature looked exactly like someone from Earth, but something was not quite right. The face on the screen was too perfect, too textbook Earth. The captain surmised that they might be looking at a carefully crafted façade, perhaps their true appearance was so alien that they were making first contact, to let them know that they were quite alien in appearance, before they saw the real beings. They saw the mouth move, the computer analyzed it, then gave a translation.
"Greetings, fellow travelers. We are on a journey of discovery, just like yourselves. We apologize for our sudden appearance, the wormhole was upon us before we could deviate from our course."
"Captain, our data banks are being scanned!"
"Block the signals, and bring us about. I don't trust them, ready weapons."
Before anyone could do that, a strange blue light filled the bridge. A low sonic sound emanated from the communication system, and everyone tumbled into a black void of unconsciousness.
Aboard the alien vessel, their commander ordered. "Bring us around, put a laser clamp on that vessel, and let's take it back with us. These creatures look like they could be fascinating to study."
Once the vessel was secured, the forward quantum generators were activated, opening up the wormhole in the space time continuum that had brought them to this area. The docked vessels slipped through the singularity, and it took only a few minutes before they were in orbit around their homeworld, 200 light years from where they had been.
The crew were kept unconscious, and put into REM sleep. The dream thoughts of the crew were recorded and studied by the aliens, and they found a fascinating collection of repressed desires and longings, centered on the human's need for sexual pleasure. Their leaders were looking for new and interesting things, the fleet ships were putting on various displays, and the vessel that put on the best show would be promoted to flagship of the Empire. The Grand Leader himself would be watching what was discovered and presented, and he would make the decision. That was a prize that every vessel in the Empire wanted.
After seeing the results, the commander made the decision, "Oh, several fascinating scenarios. I think their captain has the most interesting dreams, she'll be first to have her dream desires made into reality."
The captain's unconscious body was taken to a large auditorium, and placed on a large platform, up on a stage. The field keeping her unconscious was switched off, and a compound was released into the air, that would bring her out of her unconscious state. She swam up to consciousness, tried to rise up and couldn't. Virginia saw that strange blue light on her, keeping her immobile. She couldn't even turn her head. She saw 4 large pods hovering over her, she saw them as they passed through her field of vision. She had no idea what they were for, until she felt the grip of something grabbing her legs, her wrists, and something sliding over her waist and ribcage. The blue light vanished, and now that she could move again, she looked down. She was horrified to discover that she was totally naked, she stared down between the valley of her breasts, and saw grey tentacles that radiated out from two of the pods that hovered roughly two meters above the soles of each foot. They were wrapped around her legs just above her ankles, and ran up her lower legs with 2 turns, her legs were lifted up and spread apart. She looked up, saw another one of the pods just above the top of her head, she felt the tentacles wrapped around her wrists, pining them above her head, and the other pod was right next to the platform on where she lay, a tentacle around her waist and another one just under her breasts holding her down. Another shock awaited her as the wall just in front of her spread legs opened, like a sliding door, she saw her crew, arranged in an auditorium like setting. Her legs were spread wide, not painfully stretched, but every crew member was getting a good, up close look at her naked body, and her spread open pubic region, all her pubic hair carefully waxed away, bare as a billiard ball. Virginia was mortified, her crew, seeing her like this, all the respect and the dignity stripped away, along with her clothes, they were getting a close up look at their captain, naked, and bound, with her most intimate regions fully on display. Behind her crew were rows of the creatures, all still wearing their human disguises.
One of the creatures stood up, and addressed the audience of creatures with a strange, alien language. The words were translated, and the crew, and Virginia, heard what was in store for them.
"Welcome everyone, to our discovery. These creatures, who call themselves humans, were discovered when we passed through a wormhole. Now, for the Grand Leader, we have recorded and analyzed the dream pattern these creatures have. There are several very interesting scenes we will present, and to start, we are going to present the Captain's desires, as seen through her dreams."
Virginia was thunderstruck, oh fuck, her dreams had been real erotic cunt tinglers, she had been bound and fucked by a horse cock that would pound her cunt, and power fuck her until her cunt was squirting and gushing. And her crew was about to get a front row seat of the captain getting her brains fucked out!
Another pod hovered into position, a few meters above the spread of her legs, a large tentacle dropped down from the pod between her legs, and started to rub against her labial lips. She tried fighting the pleasure that was trying to break through her resistance. The tentacle continued, stroking, caressing, working up Virginia's needy lust. It had been 2 months, with a no sexual contact order between the crew, her horny desires had been raging, masturbation was just a tiny relief, she needed a hard, deep fucking. She felt her juices gush, slicking up her lips, and she surrendered. She was going to get fucked, and shame and humiliation be damned, she was too full of the burning need of sexual heat to care.
She cooed, "Fuck, do it, fuck me, fuck me hard!"
The tentacle poised at her entrance, then breeched her, pushing slowly, slowly as Virginia let out a cry of pleasure. She humped up against the tentacle as far as she could, god, now that it was inside her, she wanted it to ram her right to her core. The tentacle kept filling her, 8 inches, 9, it pushed hard against her cervix, and she let out a loud grunt as the tight neck was breeched, the tentacle surging into her, until it bumped the back of her womb. How much was in her, she didn't know, but she knew she'd never been as stuffed as she was now, and it felt fucking glorious. The tentacle withdrew about halfway, then pushed back in again.
The creature kept a commentary going, "This is what the captain dreams about, a large Earth bound animal called a horse, and how much pleasure she would feel to be fucked hard by the male sexual organ of this animal."
Virginia realized that her crew had heard this, but she was beyond caring. She felt the tentacle swell within her, oh fuck, yes, now she was really well stuffed, her pussy stretched to the maximum, as the tentacle started to pump in and out, starting to go a little bit faster, her body lighting up, her cries and grunts of pleasure filling the stage.
"It is obvious that the female is enjoying it, as we see the female starting to climb to her peak of sexual pleasure, it is called an orgasm, where all the stored up feelings of sexual lust and desire are released in a rush of physiological responses that humans find intensely pleasurable."
Faster, than faster still the tentacle thrust deep, she was moaning and growling with pleasure, as her juicy cunt was squelching like mad, her juices overflowed her cunt, and as the tentacle whipped up and down, fucking her furiously, her cunt was gushing crazily, juices squirting and spraying out from the tentacle's plunges on every thrust. She looked down, saw her dream sequence come to life, oh fuck, squirting and gushing, the tentacle almost a blur, power-fucking her, she was indeed getting her brains fucked out.
"The female should be reaching her orgasmic peak very soon, observe closely the responses that occur."
About 5 seconds later, Virginia screamed, her pussy exploded, and her juices were now spraying out like Niagara falls, holy fuck, she screamed again, and again, her body cumming, over and over, the tentacle ramming her over and over, each deep plunge forcing another spray of her cum out of her. The non stop fucking started her on mufti-orgasms, one after another, and another, hammering her in quick succession, on and on, until she finally collapsed, totally exhausted. She felt the tentacle withdraw, and felt a sense of loss, fuck, even though the circumstances were other worldly, she'd never been driven to the heights of squirting, bone shaking orgasmic pleasure. It had turned her into a sex starving animal, and she had been filled with no other purpose but to get the best fuck she could, and that tentacle certainly did just that.
Looking down between the valley of her breasts, as she got her wits back, she could see the faces of her crew, and saw several large bulges, her orgasms had really put on a show. She saw the sliding doors start to close, until it was like the wall she had first seen.
A voice came out of a speaker, "Thank you Captain Rawlings. Your display of sexual pleasure was most illuminating."
She pulled herself up, her body still trembling with the sensory blast of her multi-orgasmic rush. A small hatch in the wall next to her opened up, she could see her uniform.
"Captain, please get dressed and join your crew. We have another presentation scheduled, with one of your officers."
She saw a thick towel on top of the clothes, and she plucked up the towel and mopped herself right between her thighs, jeez, she was almost as wet as if she'd been in a swimming pool. Once dried off, she slipped on her panties, bra, and her uniform, and adjusted it just so. Even though the crew had seen her in her most intimate, innermost dark sexual desires, she couldn't just slap on her uniform, it was still her duty to lead, even though she had been fully exposed. How the crew would react, remained to be seen.
The proximity alarm went off, startling the bridge crew of the Earth Planetary Alliance cruiser "Dauntless".
"What the hell?" Captain Virginia Rawlings barked, "Where did that ship come from?"
Flight officer Terrence Winters, at the controls, responded, "I don't know Captain, the damn thing just appeared, it was almost on top of us before we got the prox alarm."
Science officer Valerie Troxton added in, "Captain, the sensors are picking up a distortion in the space time continuum, the fabric of space in this region seems to be unstable, and I think that ship just came through a small wormhole. This region seems to be about 1.5 parsecs in diameter."
"Give us some distance from that ship, and let's clear this region," Virginia ordered.
The crew quickly did so, and she relaxed a bit. Being 28 years old, the youngest female captain in the fleet was a big responsibility, but Virginia applied herself to the task, she was a no-nonsense commander, and it was plain to the officers who served that she was not to be trifled with, she was as driven, dedicated, and capable of giving the orders as any male captain would be.
Just as they cleared the area, the science officer reported, "Captain, that ship that appeared, they are following us."
"Any communications attempted?"
"No, just following, perhaps they are merely curious, the ship's configuration is not like any I've ever encountered."
Virginia turned to the communications section, "Lieutenant Finnerson, broadcast our standard, friendly greeting. If they are curious, perhaps we can make first contact, after all, that is part of our mission."
Lieutenant Bryce Finnerson did so, and after a minute, reported, "No response Captain. The channel is free of interference, so unless their equipment is damaged, they must have received it. Maybe they can't translate it...wait a minute, getting something now."
"Put it on the main viewer, let's see who we are dealing with."
The view-screen flickered to life, and they were looking at a new, non-Earth life form. The creature looked exactly like someone from Earth, but something was not quite right. The face on the screen was too perfect, too textbook Earth. The captain surmised that they might be looking at a carefully crafted façade, perhaps their true appearance was so alien that they were making first contact, to let them know that they were quite alien in appearance, before they saw the real beings. They saw the mouth move, the computer analyzed it, then gave a translation.
"Greetings, fellow travelers. We are on a journey of discovery, just like yourselves. We apologize for our sudden appearance, the wormhole was upon us before we could deviate from our course."
"Captain, our data banks are being scanned!"
"Block the signals, and bring us about. I don't trust them, ready weapons."
Before anyone could do that, a strange blue light filled the bridge. A low sonic sound emanated from the communication system, and everyone tumbled into a black void of unconsciousness.
Aboard the alien vessel, their commander ordered. "Bring us around, put a laser clamp on that vessel, and let's take it back with us. These creatures look like they could be fascinating to study."
Once the vessel was secured, the forward quantum generators were activated, opening up the wormhole in the space time continuum that had brought them to this area. The docked vessels slipped through the singularity, and it took only a few minutes before they were in orbit around their homeworld, 200 light years from where they had been.
The crew were kept unconscious, and put into REM sleep. The dream thoughts of the crew were recorded and studied by the aliens, and they found a fascinating collection of repressed desires and longings, centered on the human's need for sexual pleasure. Their leaders were looking for new and interesting things, the fleet ships were putting on various displays, and the vessel that put on the best show would be promoted to flagship of the Empire. The Grand Leader himself would be watching what was discovered and presented, and he would make the decision. That was a prize that every vessel in the Empire wanted.
After seeing the results, the commander made the decision, "Oh, several fascinating scenarios. I think their captain has the most interesting dreams, she'll be first to have her dream desires made into reality."
The captain's unconscious body was taken to a large auditorium, and placed on a large platform, up on a stage. The field keeping her unconscious was switched off, and a compound was released into the air, that would bring her out of her unconscious state. She swam up to consciousness, tried to rise up and couldn't. Virginia saw that strange blue light on her, keeping her immobile. She couldn't even turn her head. She saw 4 large pods hovering over her, she saw them as they passed through her field of vision. She had no idea what they were for, until she felt the grip of something grabbing her legs, her wrists, and something sliding over her waist and ribcage. The blue light vanished, and now that she could move again, she looked down. She was horrified to discover that she was totally naked, she stared down between the valley of her breasts, and saw grey tentacles that radiated out from two of the pods that hovered roughly two meters above the soles of each foot. They were wrapped around her legs just above her ankles, and ran up her lower legs with 2 turns, her legs were lifted up and spread apart. She looked up, saw another one of the pods just above the top of her head, she felt the tentacles wrapped around her wrists, pining them above her head, and the other pod was right next to the platform on where she lay, a tentacle around her waist and another one just under her breasts holding her down. Another shock awaited her as the wall just in front of her spread legs opened, like a sliding door, she saw her crew, arranged in an auditorium like setting. Her legs were spread wide, not painfully stretched, but every crew member was getting a good, up close look at her naked body, and her spread open pubic region, all her pubic hair carefully waxed away, bare as a billiard ball. Virginia was mortified, her crew, seeing her like this, all the respect and the dignity stripped away, along with her clothes, they were getting a close up look at their captain, naked, and bound, with her most intimate regions fully on display. Behind her crew were rows of the creatures, all still wearing their human disguises.
One of the creatures stood up, and addressed the audience of creatures with a strange, alien language. The words were translated, and the crew, and Virginia, heard what was in store for them.
"Welcome everyone, to our discovery. These creatures, who call themselves humans, were discovered when we passed through a wormhole. Now, for the Grand Leader, we have recorded and analyzed the dream pattern these creatures have. There are several very interesting scenes we will present, and to start, we are going to present the Captain's desires, as seen through her dreams."
Virginia was thunderstruck, oh fuck, her dreams had been real erotic cunt tinglers, she had been bound and fucked by a horse cock that would pound her cunt, and power fuck her until her cunt was squirting and gushing. And her crew was about to get a front row seat of the captain getting her brains fucked out!
Another pod hovered into position, a few meters above the spread of her legs, a large tentacle dropped down from the pod between her legs, and started to rub against her labial lips. She tried fighting the pleasure that was trying to break through her resistance. The tentacle continued, stroking, caressing, working up Virginia's needy lust. It had been 2 months, with a no sexual contact order between the crew, her horny desires had been raging, masturbation was just a tiny relief, she needed a hard, deep fucking. She felt her juices gush, slicking up her lips, and she surrendered. She was going to get fucked, and shame and humiliation be damned, she was too full of the burning need of sexual heat to care.
She cooed, "Fuck, do it, fuck me, fuck me hard!"
The tentacle poised at her entrance, then breeched her, pushing slowly, slowly as Virginia let out a cry of pleasure. She humped up against the tentacle as far as she could, god, now that it was inside her, she wanted it to ram her right to her core. The tentacle kept filling her, 8 inches, 9, it pushed hard against her cervix, and she let out a loud grunt as the tight neck was breeched, the tentacle surging into her, until it bumped the back of her womb. How much was in her, she didn't know, but she knew she'd never been as stuffed as she was now, and it felt fucking glorious. The tentacle withdrew about halfway, then pushed back in again.
The creature kept a commentary going, "This is what the captain dreams about, a large Earth bound animal called a horse, and how much pleasure she would feel to be fucked hard by the male sexual organ of this animal."
Virginia realized that her crew had heard this, but she was beyond caring. She felt the tentacle swell within her, oh fuck, yes, now she was really well stuffed, her pussy stretched to the maximum, as the tentacle started to pump in and out, starting to go a little bit faster, her body lighting up, her cries and grunts of pleasure filling the stage.
"It is obvious that the female is enjoying it, as we see the female starting to climb to her peak of sexual pleasure, it is called an orgasm, where all the stored up feelings of sexual lust and desire are released in a rush of physiological responses that humans find intensely pleasurable."
Faster, than faster still the tentacle thrust deep, she was moaning and growling with pleasure, as her juicy cunt was squelching like mad, her juices overflowed her cunt, and as the tentacle whipped up and down, fucking her furiously, her cunt was gushing crazily, juices squirting and spraying out from the tentacle's plunges on every thrust. She looked down, saw her dream sequence come to life, oh fuck, squirting and gushing, the tentacle almost a blur, power-fucking her, she was indeed getting her brains fucked out.
"The female should be reaching her orgasmic peak very soon, observe closely the responses that occur."
About 5 seconds later, Virginia screamed, her pussy exploded, and her juices were now spraying out like Niagara falls, holy fuck, she screamed again, and again, her body cumming, over and over, the tentacle ramming her over and over, each deep plunge forcing another spray of her cum out of her. The non stop fucking started her on mufti-orgasms, one after another, and another, hammering her in quick succession, on and on, until she finally collapsed, totally exhausted. She felt the tentacle withdraw, and felt a sense of loss, fuck, even though the circumstances were other worldly, she'd never been driven to the heights of squirting, bone shaking orgasmic pleasure. It had turned her into a sex starving animal, and she had been filled with no other purpose but to get the best fuck she could, and that tentacle certainly did just that.
Looking down between the valley of her breasts, as she got her wits back, she could see the faces of her crew, and saw several large bulges, her orgasms had really put on a show. She saw the sliding doors start to close, until it was like the wall she had first seen.
A voice came out of a speaker, "Thank you Captain Rawlings. Your display of sexual pleasure was most illuminating."
She pulled herself up, her body still trembling with the sensory blast of her multi-orgasmic rush. A small hatch in the wall next to her opened up, she could see her uniform.
"Captain, please get dressed and join your crew. We have another presentation scheduled, with one of your officers."
She saw a thick towel on top of the clothes, and she plucked up the towel and mopped herself right between her thighs, jeez, she was almost as wet as if she'd been in a swimming pool. Once dried off, she slipped on her panties, bra, and her uniform, and adjusted it just so. Even though the crew had seen her in her most intimate, innermost dark sexual desires, she couldn't just slap on her uniform, it was still her duty to lead, even though she had been fully exposed. How the crew would react, remained to be seen.