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Favors of the First Ones - Chapter 13
Jake
hung suspended between the four poles just as he'd done every day for
the past two weeks. The bulls in the camp had not got bored with
it yet. They enjoyed debasing the man so much they just kept
coming back.
They loved being able to walk up and stick their cock into his cum filled hole and add to the mess inside him.
Eventually
they had all caught on to the fact that his rectum would give them
endless pleasure with its many rings of constantly pulsing and
squeezing muscles so they almost completely stopped using his throat
unless his asshole was already engaged and they were in a hurry.
Jake's
ass was always so full of cum now that when the bulls would shove their
long and thick cocks into him semen would immediately ooze out around
the edges. They loved the slick and slimy feel of it and they
loved adding their own seed to fill him up even more and they loved the
fact that no matter how many times he got used, his hole would still be
incredibly tight and the powerful muscles in it would give their cocks
a real workout.
The
fact that they were doing it completely against his will greatly
heightened the pleasure they got from it and kept them coming back for
more.
In order to clean themselves they would
quickly pull out of him after they'd shot the bulk of their load and go
around to the front and stick their heavily semen coated cocks into his
mouth and shove them all the way down his throat right to the dark, leathery base for cleaning.
They would do anything they could to try to humiliate him.
Many
had taken to urinating on him regularly and one had even defecated on
him before the current leader of the camp put a stop to it. He
said it was just too messy and it was hard to enjoy the cum dump when
it was covered in piss and shit.
Even after they'd stopped that
practice, they started using him to clean themselves after they went to
the latrine. They wouldn't bother to wipe. They would come
out to where he hung upside down and turn around and shove their assholes into his face and make him
lick them clean.
Jake
loved rimming but these bulls seemed to
intentionally leave an extra mess back there and he was often getting a
heavy dose of their shit when they put their dirty assholes on his
mouth. They would chuckle as they lifted their own tails and
backed into him to put their hole on his lips while their massive,
sweaty balls bumped against his nose. No matter how messy it was
he would lick them completely clean in order not to give them any
excuse to do anything worse. He knew it wouldn't make him sick
because his favors would
deal with any excessive bacteria.
They eventually started
using him as a sort of cleaning station to further demonstrate that he
was nothing and they were his superiors. They'd taken to making
him lick their balls clean and lick the smegma and slime out of the
sheath-like base of their cocks when they were flaccid. They
would shove their sweaty, smelly arm pits over his mouth and make him
lick them completely clean. They'd even taken to making him lick
their smelly, dirty feet clean.
His
reward for
cleaning them was usually their cocks up his ass and then the
cum-covered log would get shoved back in his mouth for a final cleaning.
Jake's
hatred for the bulls had been building steadily to the point
where he wanted very much to see each and every one of them die in a
fire, but he still refused to give them the satisfaction of knowing
just how deep his hatred went. He continued to act as though none
of this was bothering him. It wasn't even their treatment of him
that made him angry, it was the fact that they felt they could do
whatever they wanted because of their imagined superiority. They
were nothing but a bunch of depraved thugs yet somehow they fully
believed they were much better than him and far more important and
that's what really got to him.
Rhokki
was getting more and more enraged at the behavior of the bulls and his
inability to do anything about it. It was all Jake could do to
keep him from confronting the bulls head on and putting his own life in danger
in the process. He'd asked the lion not to ever go out to where
they hung him up because it would embarrass Jake to be seen that way by his friend and the cat had agreed.
In truth it wouldn't really
bother Jake if Rhokki saw him but he knew that the big cat would fly
into a rage if he saw just how bad the man was being treated and it
would not end well.
As much as it angered the lion to know his friend was
being used so badly, Jake still found it sexually arousing to be treated this
way by the filthy bulls and it
bothered him that it did. He just couldn't understand why
it
turned him on. He wasn't much more than a urinal to them.
He was used
and debased and degraded and the whole time his cock would be hard and
throbbing painfully from its thorough arousal and its unfulfilled need
for attention.
Somehow,
the real torture for Jake was not being brutally used or morally
debased; it was being powerfully aroused all day long and not able to
do anything about it. Even worse was the fact that the bulls knew
full well how much it aroused him because his long, stiff, precum oozing cock was
in plain sight for them to see each time they used him. They
loved the fact that the man hated it, yet his body seemed to want it.
Every
evening they would untie him and drag him back to his cot and Rhokki
would immediately set to work caring for him and tenderly washing every
inch of him to get rid of the stink of the bulls and to get him ready
to look happy and well treated for his video link with Mak.
The
lion
seemed to love touching Jake and cleaning him and pampering him.
Jake loved it too. It would always end with Rhokki helping
Jake to reach a much needed release.
Due to the fact that he'd
been kept on the edge all day long, the orgasms at Rhokki's hands were
the most mind-blowing Jake had ever experienced. When Jake
finally finished pumping more cum out than he'd ever done before, the
bit cat would sigh and savor
the pleasure of licking up the massive volume of seed puddled all over
the man's chest and belly.
For the first several days Rhokki
had brought Jake off in the same way with the wet cloth. One
night
though, he began to tentatively lick at Jake's penis with his rough
tongue, and when he'd looked to see if it was OK and Jake had smiled at
him, he proceeded to suck as much of the long cock into his mouth as he
could and moaned as he suckled at it like a kitten at his mother's teat while caressing Jake's balls until the
man spewed his massive load of semen directly into the drooling cat's
mouth.
Over
time the big lion began to spend a bit of time licking around Jake's
balls too, and then eventually he would wash all of Jake's body except
his crotch and then dispense with the cloth and switch to cleaning
between the man's legs with his tongue. The big cat would take
his time and lovingly
and gently lick Jake's crack and his hole and around his big balls and
his
pubic hair and then finally end with a long and slow sucking of the
man's thick, long penis.
The feeling of the extremely rough
tongue on his tender skin was quite intense, almost to the point of
being uncomfortable, but Jake chose not to complain at all. He
could see that the big cat was enjoying himself and Jake did not want to deny Rhokki that small pleasure.
As the lion slowly and lovingly licked at Jake's private area, he could see the big cat's penis
begin to emerge from his sheath. It was extremely thick and very
long and it was a very dark reddish-purple color.
When the big, powerful cat
was fully aroused his cock looked to be about ten inches long and the
shaft was thick, hard and straight. It widened to a bulb-like
thickness near the end that was covered in short, backward facing barbs
just as Rhokki had said. The end of the bulbous head narrowed
quickly to a pointed tip. It looked almost like some sort of
medieval weapon of torture. The barbs were not exceedingly long
or sharp but clearly they could cause serious discomfort if used in a
soft area like the mouth, throat, or ass.
Jake
wondered whether his rectum could handle it and what it
might feel like. Even his throat had been strengthened according
to Xelzix so he might be able to take it there. He longed to give
Rhokki the same intense pleasure he'd given Jake, but he wasn't quite
ready to proceed without Mak's blessing.
He loved the young bull deeply and it would feel like cheating to
do it without Mak's knowledge or permission and Jake didn't feel it
would be appropriate to discuss it with the bull over their nightly video links,
especially with Troska there listening in. He would have to wait
for Mak's return before broaching the subject of open sex in their
relationship.
Jake
was naturally beginning to grow very fond of Rhokki and was developing
strong feelings for him. It was almost unavoidable. The big
beautiful cat treated him tenderly and respectfully and with loving
care. All that the two of them had to look forward to every day for
the last two weeks was each other's company every evening.
He
was falling in love with Rhokki and it was obvious that the lion was
very attracted to
Jake, but the two would have to continue as they were until Mak came
back into the picture and Jake could have a long talk with him.
Rhokki
and Jake had frequent discussions about the First Ones in which the big cat
would reveal more of what he knew of the ancient race's transgressions.
It angered Jake to no end to think how they had duped the
entire collective of races into thinking they were some sort of
benevolent gods when really they were more like spoiled, wicked children who
had no respect for their toys.
Right
after Rhokki and Jake had spoken about it back on the first day that Jake
had regained consciousness, the cat had asked the Zeth representative to
check into the destruction of the Earth and the Zeth had managed to come up with proof.
Last
night, when Jake
was dragged back to the tent by the bulls, the big cat told Jake the
Zeth had come back with video evidence of what had happened.
Jake
had asked how that could be possible and Rhokki had explained that the
Zeths were masters at manipulating electromagnetic radiation.
Their equipment could detect the electric field produced by the
muscles of an insect flapping its wings from hundreds of miles away.
No matter how weak that signal might be, it follows a certain
pattern and it can be picked out of all the other noise if you know
what you're looking for.
Once the Zeths were told what to look
for, they used their spy gear to sniff for any electromagnetic signals
coming from any equipment that might have been used to record what had
happened back on Earth. They calculated how far the signals would
have traveled at the speed of light after being radiated from Earth on
the day of its destruction and they placed themselves just beyond that
distance so they could intercept the signals in the same way that if
you were to jump to a distance seventy-seven light years from Earth,
you could watch Hitler's speech that had been broadcast from the 1936
Olympics.
Even though any recording equipment would be sending
its signal back to the First Ones via secure QECH link, it would first
be processed by electronic circuitry which always gives off radiation
in the pattern of whatever signal it's processing even if it's shielded
well. The only shielding that could stop it completely would be
the same type of active shields used on fighter ships and those require
antimatter reactors to produce. The First Ones were not aware of
the Zeths' advanced technology so they didn't bother to protect their
gear so thoroughly. It had never occurred to them that anyone
might be able to spy on them in such a way.
The Zeths had
eventually identified signals that looked promising and they locked in
on them and boosted them. Sure enough, they turned out to be the
signals from video equipment recording events as they unfolded.
Prior
to Jake's final video link with Komakwa last night, Rhokki had played
the video evidence for him on the comm screen. It showed a
massive
asteroid floating through space and it had a few clearly defining
features. One end of it was much fatter than the other and while
most of its edges were rounded, there was a spot on the fat end that
looked like it had been struck by something at some point in the past
and some of the rock had
fractured off. The fractured part had a
sharp edge and there was a bit of a flat side where a chunk of it had
got knocked away.
As Jake watched, the video moved around to the
back of the rock and suddenly the Earth loomed into the picture in the
giant meteor's path. The massive rock plunged down into the
planet's atmosphere and began to heat until it was tremendously bright
with a smoky orange tail. It impacted right near the heart of
Australia where it detonated into the brilliantly bright explosion that
Jake had seen with his own eyes. The video tracked the
destructive ring of the shock wave as it spread out and liquefied the
continent and then moved in to the oceans to vaporize them into
steam.
Then short videos began to flash in rapid succession of
people running
in fear and screaming as the hypersonic shock wave washed over them and
liquefied them. He saw the Sydney Opera House vaporized as the
shock
wave approached the ocean. He saw forests on some other continent
blacken, begin to smoke, and
then spontaneously burst into a fiery inferno from the superheated
atmosphere. He saw people in cities stumbling along and looking
up at the sky and screaming in agony, and then
finally slowing and stopping as they dropped to their knees and then
appeared to almost melt and then burst into flames. He saw mile
high tsunami washing over coastal cities, sweeping the buildings and screaming people along as they washed inland.
Suddenly
the scene shifted to an asteroid field somewhere, and he could see the
exact same rock with the same distinguishing features being approached
by several ships. He saw the same rounded edges and the fatter
end that had a fractured portion with a piece of the rock missing.
It was the same one without a doubt. The approaching ships
were towing a large booster type device. In fast motion he saw
them bring it in and fix it in place, then the boosters ignited and the
rock began to accelerate. The scene followed the rock a ways
until the boosters suddenly died off and then jettisoned from the back
of the rock as it continued onward.
It was obvious that the rock
had been pushed intentionally. Rhokki said that there was a race
of vile, mole-like people who the First Ones had been using to do their
dirty work and they were likely the ones who had engineered the
catastrophe.
The
images of the suffering people back on Earth had been
horrible, and the fact that the videos existed showed that the race
that had orchestrated it had been recording raw footage of the event
from all over the planet for the First Ones to add to
their little show. They must have used it as a form of
advertising to build interest, while tuning in to experience
the panic of a race that was aware it was about to be obliterated, and
the exhilaration of dying in such a terrifying way. It sickened
him to the point of causing him to vomit into his bed pan.
Rhokki turned off the video and did his best to comfort Jake.
When
Jake had calmed down, the cat explained that the Zeths had tracked the meteorite backwards and determined that it had been
launched from the belt between Mars and Jupiter with a precise
trajectory that would just miss the sun. It had been
calculated to use the sun's gravity to pull it in towards it and give
it more speed, then slingshot it around toward Earth, where
the moon would readjust the rock's trajectory to perfectly align it
with the Earth.
It would look like a natural disaster but it had
clearly been staged. The First Ones knew the Slirkstrith was en route to
pick up Jake and they timed it precisely so there was no hope of the
ark ship getting there in time to destroy the rock, but would be close
enough to send the fast shuttle forward to pick Jake up.
The
Zeths were not able to determine the actual reason for the destruction
of the planet but it was clear that it was intentional.
Jake had
felt numb when he saw the proof that the First Ones had so callously
decimated his planet and the entire population of people on it. He felt incensed and at the same time he felt
impotent to do anything about it.
He thought about Xelzix.
He'd seemed so kind and friendly, but the whole time the little
man knew the whole truth and was simply looking forward to tapping in on
future sex sessions between Jake and his match. Xelzix had even
told Jake that he'd been tuned in to his stream as they picked Jake up
and brought him back to the Slirkstrith. The alien had probably
experienced quite a rush seeing the destruction happening through
Jake's eyes and feeling the emotions he was experiencing.
It
made Jake angry and the murderous urges that entered his mind were
not pleasant. He'd never had the nature of a killer. Still,
he wanted to take the smug little alien by the throat and use the powerful muscles they'd given him to squeeze until
the little fucker's head popped off.
He wanted to take a fire axe to the
computers of the First Ones where their minds were stored and hack at
it and grin with glee as sparks flew in every direction. He
imagined the screams of terror and anguish that no one would ever hear
as they were inside the multi-billion year old minds that were
realizing that their sick and twisted existence was about to end
forever.
Though Jake was no killer, it made him feel good to imagine himself snuffing the
entire ancient race with his own two hands.
He knew at that
point that he would do whatever it took, and sacrifice anything and
everything to bring about their ends.
Rhokki
told Jake that the Zeths had amassed quite a collection of video
evidence of the transgressions of the First Ones and they now had the
Earth's destruction to add to it. The intent was to use the
evidence to show the collective the truth about the nature of the First
Ones. Unfortunately, they could not do it until they had released
the planets of the collective from the powerful grip of the Lawkeepers
by cutting off the favors. Until that time it would be too
dangerous for this information to get out. An open rebellion
while the favors were still communicating would result in the
annihilation of countless worlds by the Lawkeepers and entire races
would fade into memory. They'd lost the Rhuxus' world already to
the Lawkeepers and they were not about to risk any others.
Jake and Rhokki's races were both the
victims of the callous disregard of the value of life that the First
Ones showed and both of them had resolved to spend the rest of their
lives working to bring them to justice in whatever way they could to
prevent any other worlds from meeting similar fates.
The
subsequent communication with Mak had been a somber one as Jake
explained everything he'd seen to him. The young bull became
extremely angry and swore on his life to avenge the races that had been
eliminated by the First Ones. He told Jake how sorry he was that
he couldn't be there with him to help him deal with this and he
reminded him that they would see each other again in just two more days
if everything went to plan.
That thought in itself was enough to cheer Jake up quite a bit.
There
would be no video link with Mak tonight because at about the same time
as they would normally talk, the young bull would be with his father
preparing to leave for his ascendance.
Mak would be flown to this planet
by the ascendance committee to arrive here sometime in the early
morning and, following a brief ceremony with his father in attendance,
he would be left behind by himself so
that he could begin his trial.
Rhokki had learned that Troska
knew the precise location where the trial would begin because the pilot of the shuttle that would bring
Mak over was a member of the mad bull's religion and part of the movement and was in on
everything.
A ship would leave this camp tomorrow morning to
fly over and pick Mak up from where he would be abandoned for the trial.
He would be flown back to the camp and, if Troska kept to his word and allowed it, Jake and Komakwa
would be reunited at last.
It
made his last ever session stretched out between the poles go by even
faster as he thought of his young bull finally returning to him.
As
Jake hung, waiting for the next bull who needed a break to walk up and
use him, he heard some slight rumbling off in the distance. This
happened off and on every day. He'd learned a while ago that
their camp was actually not very far from the active volcano that Jake
had seen when they crashed. The long, black, smoky plume rising
from the crater at its summit was always clearly visible in the sky off
in the distance.
It was early afternoon now and he still had
several hours of his daily torture to go, but he heard some sort of
commotion nearby that broke his reverie.
It sounded like Rhokki's voice and he was angry. He was shouting at someone and they appeared to be getting closer.
"You can't do this! I won't allow it!" the big cat shouted in anger.
Several bulls were pouring in from around the camp to gather around Jake and he began to get a very bad feeling.
"Where the hell did they manage to find it?" he heard one of the approaching bulls say.
"I
don't know, but it's a big one and it's a full adult and ready to drop
its seed. I thought they were extinct but apparently they're
still around and starting to grow in numbers," another bull replied.
Jake
wondered what the hell they were talking about and he craned his head
around to the direction where Rhokki's voice had come from.
He
suddenly saw the mass of gathered bulls parting and the temporary leader came
through with Rhokki walking beside him and clearly enraged.
Following
behind them were four very large bulls carrying a massive bundle
between them. It was wrapped in a dark burlap-like material and
they could barely get their huge arms around it. The bundle
appeared to be squirming and struggling inside its wrapping as the bulls held on tightly to bring it through.
The leader waved to some others that were gathered around and told them to untie Jake and drop him on the ground.
They
moved to do it and Rhokki raced in and pounced at one of the bulls from
behind. His claws were extended and they raked the bull, tearing
long rents in his back and knocking him down and then he lunged at
another and moved to lock his jaws on the bull's throat but the bull
was quick enough to bring his massive forearm up to protect his neck
and Rhokki's teeth sunk into the arm instead as the bull yelled out in
pain.
Several bulls
quickly moved in and kicked at the big cat's ribs until he was finally
forced to let go. The lion was quickly overwhelmed when several
more bulls joined in and began to rain punches down on him until the
leader yelled for them to stop.
"Enough! Don't kill him or
we'll all pay. Tie him up and let him watch the show. We're
doing this for him, really."
He was so greatly outnumbered that there was nothing Rhokki could do
to stop them as they bound his front and back paws together.
He lay on his side, hogtied on the ground ten feet or so away
from Jake and facing him and he spat and snarled as he struggled
briefly to get free and then gave up when he realized it was hopeless.
He looked at Jake with a combination of terror and sorrow that completely unsettled the man.
"I'm
so sorry, Jake. I should have done what I could to kill these
foul creatures long ago. I blame myself for what they're doing to
you. Please forgive me," the big cat implored.
Jake wasn't sure what was about to happen to him but it obviously wasn't good.
A
bull carrying a cord walked up to the lion's head and crouched down
before him and said, "If you try to say another word, we'll start
cutting parts off your friend there and feeding them to you. Shut
the hell up and watch."
The bull swiftly wrapped the cord several times around Rhokki's muzzle and tied it to secure it shut.
The bulls went back to work untying Jake while the leader faced the man and spoke.
"There's
a very interesting plant that's native to this area that used to cause
our race a lot of grief millions of years ago when we lived here.
It turns out the plant is making a comeback. It's a sort of
cross between a vine and a cephalopod. It's able to move
incredibly fast when it needs to and it's quite powerful.
Normally, if you came across one it would be the end of you quite
quickly. They wrap their powerful tentacles around you and
consume you as you struggle.
"Things are actually worse for you if it's not actually hungry but ready to reproduce. When
one of them reaches the end of its adult life and is pollinating, it uses animals to fertilize its seeds.
It has evolved a very interesting method of spreading its young.
It attaches itself to a male victim and pins them to the ground.
It injects a chemical in through the throat that activates the
sexual reproductive system of animals and causes their body to go into
full sexual arousal involuntarily. Once fully erect, the plant
sucks the semen out of the victim and ingests it into a sack where its
seeds are stored.
"The
seeds evolved to mimic the eggs of a
female mammal to trick the sperm into approaching them. The sperm
immediately attach to the seeds and push their way in. They
activate the growth of the seed and the plant injects them right back
into the body of its victim through their rectum. The seeds
quickly sprout fine tentacles that burrow into the walls of your
intestines and they begin to feed off your body. Your death will
be very slow and excruciatingly painful as they gradually consume you
from the inside, but at least you'll know you didn't die for
nothing. Hundreds of happy little plants will emerge from your
rotting flesh in a week or so and move off to begin to feed off small
animals and grow into adults themselves. It's the circle of life."
Bulls all around laughed as the others finished untying Jake and dropped him to the ground between the poles.
"Get
out of the way and stay back," the leader yelled to the bulls crowded
around Jake, then he turned to the bulls carrying the bundle and said,
"Drop it on him and run like hell."
Jake's arms and legs were
rubber from hanging off them all day and his joints refused to work
right as he tried to move to get away.
He didn't have a chance
as the bulls rushed in and held one end of the burlap as they tossed
the bundle toward him and it unrolled, releasing a thick, putrid smelling mass of
tentacle-like vines with a large trunk at its center that landed right
on him.
Jake was on his back and the wiggling, heavy mass was on top of him.
He
reached up to try to grab it and push it to the side but the vine
immediately seemed to sense that he was there beneath it and he was
just what it was looking for.
It immediately began to thrash on
top of him and several slender vines slipped around his body and began
to tighten their grip on him as the thick trunk-like center of the
strange plant grabbed on to him and held him fast.
As Jake's
hands came up into the mass of tentacle-like vines to try the pry the
thing off him, the squirming vines wrapped themselves around his
wrists. He could feel them wrapping around his ankles too and
suddenly he felt himself being pulled apart again like he was back up
and hanging between the poles.
The vines had an iron grip
and incredible strength as they forced his arms out to his sides and
spread his legs apart on the ground. Suddenly the vines extended
out and down from his wrists and ankles and burrowed into the ground, staking him down and
pinning him tightly into place while he was stretched out.
Terror gripped his heart as he
struggled but he couldn't budge under the weight of the massive trunk
of the vine-like creature. There was intense pain in his wrists
and ankles from the incredibly tight grip the vines had on him as they
wrapped tightly around and continued to burrow deeply into the ground
to hold him.
Rhokki watched in horror as the massive plant-like
creature used its own tentacles to stretch the man's arms and legs out
and stake him to the ground. The big cat whimpered and whined as
he struggled against his bindings and tried to free himself to help
Jake, but a few bulls kicked at him to make him stop. He knew
there was nothing he could do so he resigned himself to watch in
horrified silence as his friend was being tortured.
A thick, slimy, hollow tentacle that was oozing a foul smelling liquid
from its tip approached Jake's face. He turned his head to avoid letting it get to his mouth but another, smaller
vine wrapped around his neck, then ran up the side of his head and around
his forehead and he felt his head being forcefully twisted back to turn and face
forward again.
The
strength of the vine-like tentacles was enormous and try as he might,
Jake could do nothing to stop the plant from using him as the
disposable incubator for its young.
He held his mouth tightly shut but it was no use.
Two more small vines sprouted from the one wrapped
around his neck and they stretched up and squirmed over his chin and to
his mouth. They inserted themselves into his mouth and then
slipped between his teeth as they thickened and grew.
With
amazing strength the two vines began to separate and one forced
his upper teeth upward and the other forced his jaw down and opened his
mouth as the dripping and vile smelling thicker tentacle pushed its way past his forcefully parted lips.
The incredibly horrible tasting and foul liquid began to
squirt in pulses from the end of the tentacle as it wriggled over Jake's
tongue and continued on down his throat.
He could feel the end
of the thick tentacle steadily work its way down his throat and enter
into his stomach, and it began to pump even more of the liquid into
him. The tentacle pulsed along its length as the thick syrup
moved along it through his mouth and down his throat to spurt into his
stomach.
Almost immediately Jake began to feel a strange
sensation throughout his body. It was like there was a mild
electricity beginning to vibrate every muscle in him just
slightly. His penis began to grow and stiffen rapidly against his
will as his mind began to feel calmer and he started to get a mild buzz in his head.
Jake's struggling began to lessen against the powerful vines that held him as the thick
tentacle pumped more of the fluid into him.
He heard a strange,
wet sucking sound and felt something moving against his belly.
The plant had a thick appendage at its mid-section that it was
moving into position. It probed around until it found the head of
Jake's thick penis and it began to move the wet mouth of its appendage
over it and Jake felt it sucking his penis into its thick, pulsing,
slimy throat.
The fluid the plant had been pumping into him
was beginning to affect him more intensely and he began to feel more
sexually aroused than he'd ever been in his life and the pleasant buzz began to increase more towards euphoria.
His mind
became foggy as he began to forget the danger he was in and he felt
like he wanted the plant to go faster and suck him in and work his
aching cock.
The sensation of the long, wet tube slurping the
full length of his throbbing penis in to it was incredible. He
began to moan and groan around the tentacle that was deeply entrenched
in his throat as the other tube finally sucked the entirety of his long
rod in and clamped tightly on to the base of his penis and began to
throb and pulse and squeeze his rigid cock all along its length while
increasing the suction.
Somewhere in the back of his mind he
knew that if he allowed himself to cum he was giving the plant what it
needed to ultimately kill him, but he was unable to resist the
powerful, chemically induced urge to reach the orgasm that his body was
yearning for.
Even while he was squirming underneath the plant
in ecstasy from the intense pleasure he was feeling, another tentacle
worked its way down between his legs and began to probe for his anus.
It found it and inserted itself roughly and began to work its
way in deeper into his rectum. It pushed and grew thicker and
forced its way deeper and deeper into him until it reached the end of
his rectum where it stopped and continued to thicken more until it was
nearly tearing him apart.
The
thick tentacle in his rectum began
to pulse and vibrate and pull and push very slightly and very quickly.
The sensation was incredible and Jake rapidly felt the most
intense orgasm of his life begin to boil up. The plant had
evolved to perfectly stimulate its victim and force his body to give it
what it needed to fertilize its seeds and give its young a start at
life using the victim as their source of food.
The electricity
that had been vibrating his whole body seemed to begin to pull inward
toward the base of his balls and focus there. As his scrotum
began to tighten up to squeeze his massive load of sperm up along
the shaft of his penis, the electricity intensified until he almost
couldn't take it anymore and then as his orgasm crashed into him.
The focused electricity then exploded outward in fast and powerful repeating waves that hammered
his body with pulses of exquisite ecstasy.
He
lay on the ground splayed out and pinned there with one thick vine down
his throat, one shoved into his rectum, and a third one wetly sucking
on his rigid cock and milking him as he writhed and squirmed in intense
pleasure.
Each time a wave of
powerful electricity shot out from his loins his body convulsed and
he grunted and tensed as he squirted a massive, thick jet of semen out
of the big head of his cock into the wet guts of the plant. The
tube sucked it down into the heart of the strange creature and
collected it in a sack there that was filled with its own seeds
suspended in a fluid.
Again and again Jake convulsed and tensed
and shot another jet of cum into the hungry plant as his body was
ravaged by the most intense and pleasurable orgasm of his life.
He
was feeding the plant exactly what it needed to turn around and inject
the fertilized seeds into Jake that would ultimately kill him.
The
orgasm began to die down as the wet appendage milked the last of his semen from his cock and the
freakish plant seemed to sense it was getting nothing more. It
eased off on the sucking of Jake's penis and seemed almost to go
dormant for a few moments as it gave Jake's sperm time to push their
way into the seeds and fertilize them in its sack.
Then
suddenly Jake felt
his anus being spread wide as something forced its way along the inside
of the tentacle that was inserted in him. The tentacle in his
rectum swelled at
its base and a thick ball of fluid began to work its way along its
length past his anus and into his rectum.
As the fog of sexual
pleasure began to clear from Jake's mind, the fear began to return and
he began to struggle futilely once more as he felt the ball working its
way all along the length of the tentacle until it finally reached the
end and burst out into his bowels.
He was being bred and there was nothing he could do about it.
Almost immediately Jake felt
an intense burning sensation in his intestines. The seeds were already
sprouting small tentacles out and latching onto his bowels and trying
to dig in and hold tight so they could begin to absorb him and feed off
of him and grow into larger plants that would eventually burst from his
swelling corpse and move off to find more food.
As soon as the
large mass of writhing vines atop him completed its successful breeding
of him it began to relax and pull out of him. He felt the whole
thing go loose as it appeared to die right on top of him.
It
went completely still and limp as its tentacles pulled right out of
Jake's mouth and his rectum and the long, wet, tube-like mouth went
slack as it pulled off of his penis.
Even
as the burning sensation in his bowels had begun to grow, it leveled
off and quickly began to dissipate and fade away to nothing.
The bulls started to laugh and one of them said, "That was amazing! I'd try that myself if I still could."
Another
bull asked, "Are you fucking insane? He'll die a horribly painful
death over the next day or two! This one's just an alien so who
cares if it dies, but you would give up your life for a great orgasm?"
Some
other bulls laughed and the leader said, "Relax, we were just having a
bit of fun at the expense of the little cat over there. It's our
way of thanking him for being a pain in the ass for the last two weeks.
The cat's been without the favors so long he's forgotten what they're capable of.
The favors in the alien's body are already ripping the
baby plants to shreds and stopping them from doing any real damage.
The rest of us had our favors purged so we'd be in trouble if we
got bred by one of those things but the alien will be fine."
Jake
began to relax as he realized it was just a cruel prank aimed at Rhokki and he was not going
to be food for the young plants. His favors recognized them as
parasitic invaders and were dealing with them. That's why the pain had
stopped before it had even built to anything significant. It must
have been a horrible way to die back in the day when the bulls lived
here and hadn't emerged into the collective and had no favors to defend
them, but Jake would be just fine.
"You guys get rid of the
plant," the leader said, "Untie the cat and let him take his bum buddy
back to the infirmary. As a reward for the entertainment, we'll
give the alien the rest of the day off from his latrine duties."
Some
bulls moved to yank the dead vines out of the ground at Jake's wrists
and ankles and then worked them off and pulled the whole limp plant off
him and took it away.
Others moved to untie Rhokki while the leader warned the big cat not to try anything.
As
soon as he was freed, the massive lion raced to stand over Jake,
straddling him with his claws digging into the ground, and then he
roared so long and loud that any bulls in front of him covered their
ears and back away nervously. Jake could feel his body vibrating
from the force of the roar it was so loud and flocks of birds erupted from the nearby trees and flew away in a panic.
Rhokki
snarled and snorted and roared again long and loudly while shaking his
mane and baring his long white teeth and letting the bulls know that if
they didn't get away from him now there would be bloodshed.
Several of them would be torn to pieces before they could get
control of the enraged cat. It didn't matter one bit that what
they'd done would not ultimately harm Jake physically. The
dangerous cat had reached his limit and he was ready to taste the blood of each and every one of these bulls.
Some bulls at the front saw the
murderous rage in the massive lion's eyes and they turned and ran and
some of the others began to quickly disperse but a large number of them
that were further back held their ground and got ready for a fight.
"Please,
Rhokki, get a grip on yourself! They'll kill you! I'm fine.
Settle down and help me back to the infirmary tent, OK?" Jake
pleaded.
The cat finally began to come back down when he heard
Jake's plea. He looked down at Jake and his anger quickly changed
to a look of care and concern.
"Can you stand? Will you be able to walk back?" Rhokki asked.
"I could if you would move off me," Jake said and smiled up at the cat.
The big lion had been straddling Jake to protect him as he lay on the ground.
Rhokki moved
to the side and Jake sat up and put a hand on the powerful cat's
shoulders and pulled himself up to a standing position.
Jake
wobbled for a few moments while he waited for blood to flow properly
and his balance to come back. In a short time he was able to walk
slowly
forward as he leaned somewhat onto Rhokki and the cat led him back to
their tent.
"I do not understand how you are able to control
your emotions," the powerful cat said as they walked, "How do you not fly into a rage against these
cowardly, sick and vile creatures?"
"I
don't know. I
guess if I'm not really hurt it just doesn't faze me enough to lose
control.
I hate them all and I want to see them punished for what they've
done as much as you do but to lose my grip would be to let them win.
I don't want them
to enjoy it any more than they already did and that's all that would
happen if they got to watch me fly into an impotent rage."
"I
wish you could teach me that sort of control," the big cat said, "In
hindsight I see clearly that you were right. I may have tasted the blood of many of
them before they got the upper hand but they definitely would have
killed me for it and I would be handing them a victory over me that
they do not deserve."
They got back into the tent and Rhokki
helped Jake onto his cot and then proceeded to tenderly clean him up in
the usual way. He took much more time at it this time as he
gently and carefully washed every inch of the man. As he worked
he would occasionally look up into Jake's eyes and seemed as if he was
about to speak, but he would turn back to his work instead.
He
had cleaned Jake from head to toe but left his crotch for last as
usual. This time though, he simply cleaned him there with the cloth and
that was all. The man was completely spent and did not need any help down there today
and the lion felt it would just bring back the memory of his recent
ordeal.
When
the big cat finished cleaning Jake completely he
looked at him again for a while as though he were gathering the courage
to say something, but then he sighed heavily and turned to put the wet
cloth back in the bucket and turned to the rucksack to bring out some
food for Jake.
Jake
couldn't help but wonder what the lion wanted to get off his chest.
He felt that Rhokki might be developing very strong feelings for
him. He could see it in the way the cat looked at him and hear it
in his voice. It was even more obvious in the loving way he
cleaned Jake when he really didn't need to. It was like he used
it as an excuse to experience a physical bond with Jake.
Jake
was developing strong feels for Rhokki too. He couldn't help it.
The big cat treated him with such care and tenderness. He
was so kind and gentle even though he was so powerful and imposing.
He was physically the most stunningly beautiful person Jake had
ever seen in his life.
Jake felt drawn to him and comfortable
with him. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that they
were both orphaned from their races in a sense. There were still
a few of their people floating around in space somewhere but they no
longer had a home world.
It
may have something to do with whatever modifications the Matchmakers
had been made to him to enhance his desire to seek out partners for sex.
More likely it was simply the fact that
Rhokki was a wonderful guy who clearly cared about Jake and would put
his life on the line for him.
As strong as Jake's feelings were,
he was not comfortable talking about it with the lion just yet.
Not until he'd spoken to Mak about it. Mak held a bigger
place in Jake's heart than anyone else ever could and he wasn't about
to do anything that might hurt the young bull.
He recalled
the conversation he'd had with Mak about Srythryn after they'd
crashed and been reunited.
Mak seemed very much alright with the idea of Jake loving someone
else too, but only if he was in
on it and knew he was part of the package as well. He most likely
would have no problem sharing Jake's love with Rhokki, but Jake would
not act until he was sure.
Regardless, he wanted the big cat to at least know how much he appreciated his kindness.
"You're
really a wonderful guy, Rhokki. I want to thank you again for all
you've done for me in the past two weeks. Your kindness has meant
everything to me. I couldn't have survived this without you."
Jake
sat up and then knelt on the
floor in front of the big cat and wrapped his arms around the lion's
mane and Rhokki rested his chin on Jake's shoulder and put a paw across his back and the two held each
other quietly for a few moments.
Jake pulled back and kissed Rhokki on the cheek and then smiled at him and sat back on the cot.
The
lion looked into his eyes and said, "I only wish I could have done more
for you. I can't tell you how much I've enjoyed my time with you.
I have led such a lonely life. Being near you this way and
caring for you has really made me realize what I've missed by not
sharing intimacy with another. I hope that we can still be close
after tomorrow when your lover returns."
"I will always want you close to me from now on Rhokki. That will never change," Jake said.
The
big cat smiled and said, "That is good to hear, because that is what I
intend to do for you going forward. Lie down and rest for
now. I will have to tie you up again. I will go and speak
to the Zeth representative.
I intend to inform him that my people will be breaking all ties
with Troska's group. I would sooner eat my own scat than spend
one more day with these foul creatures than is absolutely necessary.
When my
people's ship arrives in another week I intend to bring you and Komakwa
aboard with me and we will decide then how to proceed against the First
Ones.
"We will not be including the miquanowan movement in our
plans as long as it is being led by that insane bull and his band of
depraved underlings. I know that Komakwa's race is a noble one,
but unless they find themselves better representation we will have to
advance our cause without them. If that means the loss of Zeth
support then so be it. The way I feel now, if the Zeths choose to
continue their association with Troska then I have no interest in
maintaining my people's association with the Zeths. I suspect the
Zeths may reassess whether or not they really need Troska and his people when
they find themselves with no way to communicate."
"How is it that you are the only one who can communicate with them anyhow?" Jake asked.
"I
am not the only one, but one of the few. The Zeths do not speak.
They communicate through a form of telepathy that is really quite
close to radio but operates on a very broad spectrum. It uses
fluctuations in static electric fields instead of directed
electromagnetic signals so they cannot actually communicate with each
other over long range without radio equipment or their own version of
QECH. Without the benefit of technology to assist them their own
communication is limited in range to about the same as you and I would
be if we tried to shout at each other."
"What
are they like?" Jake asked, "I remember being told they're made of
silicon instead of carbon. I can't even imagine how that would
work."
"Their
physiology is quite unusual and I know of no other life form ever
discovered that is like them. They are made primarily of silicon
with other metals and minerals mixed in and they more closely resemble
electronic machines than
anything else, though they essentially grow like biological creatures
and they have a flexible crystalline structure. I
know nothing of their history so I do not know how they evolved, but I
suspect it was not entirely natural. They may have begun as
sophisticated machines built by some ancient race and were given the
ability to reproduce and evolve and are now a completely
self-sustaining sentient race. They do not have metabolisms in
the normal sense. They eat what
is essentially sand along with certain organic compounds that their
bodies use to produce a type of polymer that is integrated into some of
their structures. They use a fluid similar to mineral oil to move
their metallic and mineral nutrients around their bodies to be
incorporated into their crystalline structure as needed. They
also need to take in electricity to power their functions."
Jake
chuckled and said, "It would be pretty convenient if all we had to do
was plug in for a bit to charge up instead of going to all the bother
of eating."
"Convenient, but also boring. I love to eat
and would not want to give it up. In their case they can use
electricity from any source but they will still need to ingest the
sand-like substance that provides them with what they need to grow and
maintain their bodies so they do in fact eat, though much less than we
do since they do not derive their energy from their food. Their
skin also generates electricity for them whenever they are
exposed to light and their bodies are translucent to allow light to
pass through more of their structures to produce a greater amount of
electricity. They have exceedingly efficient capacitors in their
bodies that can store large amounts of the electricity they need to
power themselves."
"How do they move around? If they're
crystalline, how are they able to walk or pick things up? Do they
have some sort of motors inside them?" Jake asked.
"Not exactly.
Motors would be too sophisticated and prone to failure over time.
They have muscles that work similarly to ours
but instead of using biological cells to grow bundles of fibers, they
grow stacks of what are
essentially crystalline piezoelectric micro-actuators. Similar to
how the weak fibers in our musculature can work in concert in large
bundles to produce a great deal of strength, their microscopic
actuators work in large groups to produce the strength necessary to
work their bodies. Their eyes are
photoelectric and their hearing is piezoelectric in nature.
They
can reproduce, though I have no idea of the details of how that works.
The bottom line is their physiology is as alien as it gets from
our point of view and we have not yet developed the language to fully
understand how it works," Rhokki said.
"What about their language? They don't talk, so do they have a language in the normal sense?"
"Because
they do not have need of a voice, they have never developed any sort of
audible language that we could use to communicate with them. They
evolved to manipulate static fields around them and the ability to
detect the same manipulation by others, and that is how they
communicate with each other. It so happens that my race has
a sort of
sixth sense that is highly tuned to electric fields and is connected to
our emotions. It primarily evolved in us as a tool to aid in
sensing living things around us so we can hunt in the pitch dark but
has since evolved to give us a sensitivity to others' emotions and
needs. When we sleep here at night, even though I am in a
different cot, I can feel your heart beating and I can sense when you
have bad dreams or good ones by the changes in the fields around your
body that are produced by your own muscles as they tense or relax in
certain ways. The more time we spend in close proximity the more
I become attuned to you and your needs and feelings.
"The
Zeths have found they can use that innate ability to communicate
with the rhuxus. Its difficult to explain how it works but it's
almost
like communicating through feelings. They can impress basic
images on us and basic emotions. If the Zeth representative
wanted
me to get him a glass of water for example he would impress the image
of water into my mind, and then the feeling of generosity towards him
in me while he expresses a feeling of need in himself.
It takes a great deal of practice to make it work and
communication of more complex ideas is still fairly difficult but it is
getting easier all the time as we develop our own shortcuts.
We've formed a sort of unique bond that only really works well
between the two of us. I have spent several years working
with this Zeth and he has come to be able to communicate quite
effectively. My side of the communication is much simpler because
they do have ears and they have been taught our language over time so I
need only speak to him directly."
"Is the rhuxus race the only one they can communicate with?" Jake asked.
"No,
but it seems to work best with us. They actually first made
inroads with the miquanowan people before they approached us.
These people too have a bit of a sensitivity to the Zeths but
only the females seem to possess it. In fact, I believe your
lover's mother was one of the first to work with the Zeths many years
ago to try to communicate with them. They were early trials and
things were somewhat clumsy but they were making some progress.
She was working without the knowledge of her family at the time
as she did not wish to endanger them and she had secretly joined their traditionalist religion and had her
favors purged. She died of complications due to an unfortunate
accident.
"It
was through her that Troska's group made their
initial connection with the Zeths. Her death was a serious
setback but eventually it was discovered that my people have a much
stronger ability to communicate, and after several years of practice we
are doing much better than was ever possible before. There is one
other race that I know of
that can also communicate with the Zeths. They are a race of
bear-like people who are relatively small and black and white in color.
It is the females of their race that are sensitive as well.
They are not quite as sensitive as my race but more so than the
miquanowans. The Zeths have been working with people of that race
who have purged their nanos as well. It is hoped we can safely
free their world soon and we will be going there in the near future to
coordinate the launching of our satellites with the activation of one
of the smaller devices on their ark ship that is in a hidden location
in interstellar space."
"What about Komakwa's world? Will you be freeing that one too?" Jake asked.
"Yes,
that was our intention. We were going to be freeing the
miquanowan world first and then moving on to the other. That may
have to change now if we take Troska out of the picture. He has
been the one coordinating all activities here. Without him it may
take us longer to organize this world and prepare it. The
miquanowans have a strong military but the bulk of it has been deployed
to deal with the Zeths. They have to be ordered back to prepare
to defend their own world before we can safely cut off the favors and
break the Lawkeepers' grip on the race. It was our hope to have
Komakwa's father purge himself of the favors so that we could explain
our cause in detail to him, and then use his deep ties to both their
military and their government to bring everything we needed into place."
"I
see. Well, you can count me in with whatever plans you make for
the future. I can't imagine how I might be able to help but if
you think of anything let me know."
The lion smiled and nodded
and said, "I will. I must go now and speak with the Zeth.
Rest and I will return to you shortly."
Jake
lay down on the cot and the cat gently bound his wrists and ankles once
more so as not to give the bulls any excuse for more atrocities, then
he kissed Jake on the forehead and then walked out of the tent.
It
was still early afternoon, but Jake's weariness from the ordeal of the
day weighed heavy, and as his mind turned to comforting thoughts of his
coming reunion with the young bull, he slipped down into slumber.
***
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