The Adventures of Rina – A Star Wars Porn – Chapter 3: In which things go very badly for Rina [rape] [MF] [aliens] [humiliation] [mild torture] [bdsm]

### General Disclaimer ###

I don’t own Star Wars. George did and then he sold it to Mickey. I wasn’t involved in any of that. I have no rights at all to any Star Wars intellectual property. This story is either legal under parody laws or it violates Mickey’s IP and if that’s the case I have a message for Mickey: I don’t have money so suing me won’t do any good.

The following story is filled with graphic descriptions of sex. It is pornography. If you don’t want to read that or it is illegal for you to read porn in your jurisdiction then I’d suggest you stop reading now.

Virtually every single character in this story is a highly attractive bisexual with a high libido and no inhibitions to speak of and a willingness to hop into bed with just about anyone because it’s porn that’s the way porn is.

The individual chapters will be marked with story codes and content notices so you won’t accidentally stumble across something that squicks you or triggers you, but in general this story involves a lot of sex, sex between men and women, sex between women and women, sex between men and men, sex between members of different species. Sometimes it even involves sex between Humanoids and Hutts or people and droids. Or people and animals. You have been warned. If hot Twi’lek on Rodian action offends you, you might want to stop reading now.

It also sometimes involves torture and rape. In true Star Wars fashion no one ever suffers any lasting psychological harm from being tortured and while they may have been screaming for mercy a moment ago they’ll be trading quips and feeling perfectly fine right afterward. Likewise there’s no lasting trauma about rape, characters are raped, sometimes they cum while they’re being raped, and they don’t like being raped but afterward no one has flashbacks, or PTSD, or ever feels traumatized or damaged and it certainly doesn’t prevent them from wanting to hop in the sack with the next available sentient being or in any other way make them feel weird about sex at all.

There is no snuff, there is no gore, there is no guro, but there is rape and torture and BDSM and spanking.

The story starts light, and never goes grimdark, but just so no one gets whiplash here and feels mislead or that the story started one way and went a direction they weren’t expecting: through the series there will be a mix of consensual sex, coerced sex, outright rape, torture, consensual BDSM, and so on.

It is my intention to write masturbation fodder for perverts like me who get off on stuff like this. It is not intended at all to downplay the fact that in reality rape and torture frequently cause lasting psychological harm to the victims.

And since it’s a Star Wars story there’s lots of explosions, murder, meyhem, spaceships whizzing away at the last second, cliffhangers resolved through totally implausible means, people killing scads of bad guys and never once feeling any regret or having trauma from that, names that are truly preposterous (Cad Bane? Seriously? Was Badguy McBaddington already taken?) and all that other stuff that makes Star Wars fun. And a lot of sex.

### Disclaimer for Star Wars fans ###

Yes, this is Star Wars fanfic, or erotic fanfic anyway.

But…

While I consider myself a Star Wars fan (saw the first movie when I was just turned three!) I never got into the EU. I’ve watched all the movies, I’ve watched Clone Wars (both versions), I’ve watched Rebels, I played SW:TOR for a while, I even played the tabletop RPG, but that’s it. I never read the novels or comic books. I had to check Wookiepedia to even know what wupiupi were.

I’m taking certain liberties with the universe, some deliberately, some simply due to not knowing all the EU/Legends stuff, or even really any of it. I’ve tried to be relatively consistent with the movies, and since this is set during the time of the Old Republic (I settled on 3640BBY for the starting year) I’ve been going mostly by what the game has to say about the Old Republic and that time.

Sometimes some things I dig up through Wookiepedia. Other things I’m just making up what seems like it works and matches lore from the movies and shows. Some things I’m going my way on because the official stuff makes no sense. For example the population of Nar Shaddaa as listed on Wookiepedia wouldn’t even result in a planetary population density equal to modern Tokyo, much less be an ecumenopolis built of hundreds of stories tall buildings. So I unilaterally bumped it up a couple orders of magnitude to fit what it looked like in the game and shows. Nar Shaddaa in this story has a population of around 15 trillion, Coruscant has a population of around 30 trillion. No smaller population would result in a planet/city looking like that.

Some things, I simply went against established lore deliberately because it worked better for my story that way. For example, I’m aware that it is now canon that Hutts have two sexes, that seemed boring so I went with the old EU idea that they were hermaphrodites like real world gastropods.

So to the Star Wars true fans, I’m sorry. If you wanted a fully EU/Legends compatible bit of wank material written by someone who was extremely careful about all the EU stuff these aren’t the porns you’re looking for.

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**Chapter 3: In which things go very badly for Rina**

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**CONTENT NOTICE**

**CONTENT NOTICE: This chapter contains rape and electrical torture**

**CONTENT NOTICE**

Some time later Rina woke up, feeling hungover, to the sight of a larger than life image of a pussy and asshole on a wall sized screen a couple meters from her face. The woman she was looking at was obviously bent over, her knees far apart, her shapely ass framing her tan outer lips which were slightly gaping apart and her dark anus exactly centered on the screen.

Still reeling from the blow to her jaw, it took Rina a while to realize that the pussy she was looking at was her own. With a jerk she tried to stand up, which was when she realized that she was bent over a padded table, or bench of some sort, and strapped down very throughly. She was also, she realized somewhat belatedly, completely naked.

Her knees were uncomfortably far apart, which is why her outer lips were ever so slightly parted, giving her a magnified view of her inner lips, clit, and a glimpse from time to time down into her hot pink hole. She watched while her crinkled brown asshole twitched as she tried to shift to a more comfortable position.

But movement was impossible. The screen split, leaving the view from behind that she had been watching in the largest frame in the center of the screen, and surrounding it with smaller frames showing Rina views of herself from all angles.

She was strapped down in a kneeling position to a device she couldn’t classify as either a table or a bench as it was something of both. Broad straps of a soft white material held her firmly at the ankles, calves, knees, thighs, waist, around her chest above and below her breasts, and her arms were stretched out to either side and bound as well at her biceps, elbows, forearms, and wrists. Clearly someone didn’t want her to be able to move.

Oddly the bindings weren’t especially uncomfortable, or even all that noticeable, unless she tried to move. But they did hold her in place with a methodical thoroughness that disturbed Rina deeply and set her hyperventilating at the thought of what was to come.

To calm herself she tried looking at each of the views. As she turned her attention to the screen showing her face, Rina winced a bit at the sight of a large bruise spreading across her jaw and cheek. Then she stopped wincing because that hurt. She prodded at her teeth with her tongue and a couple felt slightly loose from the punch Tiny had delivered. “If he hadn’t pulled his punch I’d have a broken jaw, or maybe just be dead…” Rina mused. But somehow she didn’t feel any gratitude towards Tiny for that.

She tried to think of a way out of the situation, but nothing came to mind. Rina wasn’t sure if that was because there wasn’t a way out or if she was just too fuzzy from being knocked out to think clearly enough.

From somewhere behind her, Rina heard a door slide open interrupting her increasingly frantic thoughts, and on the monitors she saw Tiny enter the room. He was as naked as she was, and his long thin penis was erect and throbbing. His cock was he same olive drab color as the rest of his skin, a bit darker at the head. A slightly thick, clear, fluid coated his penis, giving it a sheen that glistened in the bright lights of the room. Lube, Rina thought, and realized what it meant only a moment before it happened.

Tiny didn’t say anything, or give her a chance to say anything herself. In two steps he was behind her, and an instant later he was forcing his cock into her twat with one quick thrust. Rina cried out at the sharp pain of being suddenly penetrated, then cried out again as the head of his penis rammed into her cervix. Like all Gammorians Tiny’s penis was thin compared to a Human penis, but it was much longer than most Human men’s and he was not being careful about bottoming out.

The sound of her yelp was absorbed by the walls with no echo. She thought of protesting, of begging him to stop, but it seemed pointless. He obviously knew he was raping her, knew that she didn’t want his cock up inside her, telling him to stop would clearly do nothing. But Rina couldn’t stay silent, the Gamorrean was strong, his prick was long if not thick, and on every thrust he hit her cervix with a force that left Rina shouting and crying in pain. While Tiny shoved his dick roughly into her his hands mauled her ass, squeezing and pinching with such strength that Rina knew she’d be bruised from that alone. Slowly her shouts turned into sobs.

For a time the only sounds in the room were the meaty sound of her rape, a slapping as the Gamorrean slammed into Rina over and over, the liquid squelching from his cock in her cunt, and her own sobbing in between little shrieks of pain as he pummeled her cervix over and over.

Rina had been raped before, when she was fourteen three boys had dragged her into a closet at a party and taken turns on her. When it was happening she’d tried to ignore it, to pretend it wasn’t, or that it didn’t matter to her. She had struggled a bit at first, but they were bigger than her and after the first slapped her, hard, several times she gave up and stayed limp while he and the other two raped her first in her pussy and then in her ass. She’d found that pretending it wasn’t happening, just staring at nothing and trying to zone out, had helped her through the experience.

She tried that now, but the force of Tiny’s fucking, and especially the repeated agony of his dick punching her cervix, made it impossible. Worse, there was nothing to look at but the monitor showing Tiny raping her. In the biggest frame, the one right in front of her eyes, she saw his olive green cock pull all the way out, then shove deeply into her pussy. Her lips were engorged and spread, the view of her shiny hot pink cunt hole was no longer just a glimpse but the most visible part of her anatomy, at least when Tiny’s dick wasn’t blocking the view. When Tiny pulled his dick all the way out, which he did every few strokes, she could clearly see into her vagina and even see her cervix twitching frantically as if it were trying to avoid the pounding it had been getting. Then he slammed back into her, filling her with his dick, and ramming into her cervix again despite its futile efforts to escape the coming punishment. There was nothing she could do but yell again and again as the head of his dick repeatedly tried to force its way into her womb.

Finally, after what felt like hours, Rina felt the cock inside her twitching as Tiny came. And came. And came. After his first spurt of cum shot into her pussy, Rina could see it seeping out from her vagina around his dick. His balls were the size of her fists and they seemed to have been filled to the brim with semen. Tiny came in huge spurts, each one bursting around his dick and out of her pussy to drip down her thighs.

Then, as Tiny moaned and thrashed in his orgasm, and drops of his drool fell on her back, to her horror and shame the rough fucking, the stimulation of the sight of his dick still in her, and the feel of him flooding her cunt with an endless stream of jizz combined into a sudden and completely unexpected orgasm. Unlike her usual orgasms this one had no buildup, she hadn’t felt aroused before, but suddenly she was cumming too. Rina moaned and twitched as she came under Tiny who kept slowly pumping in and out of her while he continued to cum and his cum continued to spurt out of her pussy and down her legs.

At last it was over, Tiny shuddered one last time and then the Gammorian pulled out of her cunt with a moist sucking noise, leaving her pussy gaping open after it’s violation and on the screen she saw the the cum starting to drool out of her wide open hole. Rina felt a horror at the sight of the cum in her cunt, she wanted it out and felt almost ill at the thought of being filled up the way she was.

Tiny took one look at her, then left the room. He hadn’t said a word the whole time he was there.

Rina flushed with shame. She hadn’t cum at all the first time she’d been raped all those years ago. Though she knew that some rape victims came and it didn’t mean they wanted to be raped or they were enjoying the experience, it still humiliated her that Tiny had been able to make her cum against her will at all, and that it had happened by raping her so painfully seemed even worse. She was already weeping from the pain and violation of the rape itself, the extra tears of humiliation weren’t noticeable to anyone except to her.

She was left to cry for only a few minutes before the door slid open again and Rina saw Sil enter the room on the screen. He was as naked and hard as the Gamorrean had been, his penis was about average for a Human and like Tiny’s it was glistening with lube. Rina was, absurdly, struck at how handsome he was. Her sobbing cut off and she watched intently as Sil approached, his hard dick bobbing up and down with his steps.

Ignoring Rina’s gaping and dripping pussy, he put the head of his cock against her asshole and started pushing in. Rina knew it would hurt more if she resisted, so she tried to relax. She’d never much cared much for receiving anal but she didn’t really dislike it either. A few of her boyfriends had liked it and since she didn’t mind it much she’d let them fuck her ass often enough that she was used to it.

Like Tiny, Sil didn’t take his time. He didn’t slam his dick into her, but he did enter her ass in a single, forceful, thrust that lasted only two or three seconds. It hurt, but not as much as Tiny’s dick punching her cervix had and Rina only grunted a little from the pain rather than crying out. Rina felt the tight ring of her anus loosening and adjusting to the intruder, and tried her best to open herself up even more to accommodate him; she knew from experience that trying to tighten up and keep him out would hurt more.

After he’d pushed himself balls deep, Sil pulled out all the way out, and Rina saw her asshole gaping open on the screen for an instant before he pushed his way in again, much harder and quicker than the first time.

He was, Rina realized, trying to make it hurt as much as he could. Her eyes flicked to the screen showing his face, and she was shocked, frightened really, to see the same almost blandly cold expression he had all the time. He looked like he could have been doing the books instead of raping her ass.

It hurt, though thankfully not nearly as much as Tiny raping her had and Rina was able to separate herself from the experience as much as possible. She closed her eyes and tried to let her mind drift. Even though Syl’s dick reaming out her asshole made it difficult, she did manage to detach herself from things like she had when she was 14. Time went a bit funny, and she almost felt as if she was standing outside watching someone else being raped.

Even the sounds, her own occasional involuntary grunt or moan, Syl’s heavy breathing, seemed to fade. Eventually, slightly distantly, she felt his dick twitch as Syl shot his load up her butt, then he pulled out and like Tiny left the room without a word.

Rina was left alone to cry, both at the pain in her pussy and asshole, and from the humiliation and degradation of being raped, for what felt like a long time. Long enough that she eventually stopped crying and was beginning to feel bored. The monitors showed that her asshole and pussy had relaxed shut again and stopped gaping, and while there was still plenty of white jizz in both of her holes it had stopped dripping out. There was a thick layer of semen coating her entire crotch and her thighs that was now beginning to dry and crust a bit.

When she heard the door open again, Rina looked at the monitor expecting to see another man come to rape her. But the figure who entered the room was clothed, and female. Rina never seen the other woman before, she was a Human with skin much darker than Rina’s, such a deep brown it was almost black, and no hair at all. Not only was her head perfectly smooth and hairless, she had no eyebrows or eyelashes. The other woman was small, almost petite, if they’d been standing her head would barely come to Rina’s breasts. Despite her size she somehow carried herself with authority and power. Her clothes helped with that, she was wearing shiny black boots with low heels, tan trousers with a black silk shirt and a vest that matched her trousers.

The newcomer busied herself for a brief moment out of Rina’s view, then came back into the view of the cameras carrying some equipment of a type that in her shaken state of mind Rina didn’t immediately recognize. Like Tiny and Sil, she didn’t speak. Rina watched on the monitor as the other woman arranged the equipment on the table. Seeing it laid out Rina did recognize one thing, a silvery butt plug, and winced as the woman picked it up. The stranger didn’t bother lubricating it, the lube left on Rina’s anus (along with Sil’s cum) allowed the cold plug to slide in easily and almost painlessly. The woman then attached a small clip to Rina’s clit, which made her wince and gasp with pain as the teeth on the alligator clip bit into her tender flesh, but the pain was mild. A wire from the clip ran to a socket on the table by Rina’s ass, and the woman plugged a second wire into the table and then into the plug up Rina’s asshole.

The woman touched a control and a new window bloomed on the display in front of Rina showing the time. 21:41:46. Neither woman spoke as the seconds ticked by, but Rina tensed, she had a feeling something very bad would happen soon.

21:42:00. And suddenly Rina’s world became nothing but pain.

She screamed, of course, but the pain went on. Every muscle in her body spasmed at once, if she hadn’t been strapped down Rina would have been convulsing on the floor. It felt like fire and ice all through her body, but in her clit and asshole especially. Some distant part of her realized it must be electricity, that the butt plug and the clip on her clit were terminals and the table was now supplying current to them. But most of her being was focused on the sheer agony blasting through her.

Never before in her life had Rina felt such pain, it seemed to fill every bit of her body and burst out in a shriek of agony that she had no part in. She screamed until her lungs were empty and found that the pain was so intense she couldn’t draw breath but instead kept trying to scream with no air. It went on and on and Rina knew it would never stop until she was dead. With the tiny part of her mind that wasn’t occupied with trying to scream she hoped that death would come soon.

Finally, after what must have been hours of electrical agony flowing from her clit to her anus by way of every other part of her, it stopped and Rina drew a shuddering breath and sobbed. On the display the time now read 21:42:30. Thirty seconds, that was all. Not an eternity, not even a minute. Less time than it took to send a text. The other woman stared at her in a hungry sort of way then silently left the room.

Even though the electricity was off and the pain had stopped with it Rina found herself screaming every time she drew breath in sheer terror and shock before she finally broke down sobbing uncontrollably in horror and shame and fear.

21:52:30, they’d left her alone for ten minutes and she’d stopped weeping but was still shaking uncontrollably in fear of that pain. Then the door opened again, and Rina almost screamed when she saw it was the woman and not another man come to rape her. It seemed strange to her to realize that she’d be hoping for someone to rape her, but compared to the agony the woman brought rape seemed welcome.

“Good evening Rina,” the woman’s voice as a clear, calm, contralto with a slight nasal Aldarran accent. “I am Dr. Chatte Falter and I work for Tel’Ro the Hutt. He calls me his torturer, but I prefer to think of myself as an artist. My medium is pain and I am very good at finding new ways to make people suffer.”

“No. No. No no no nononononono…” Rina spoke without meaning to and when she realized she was speaking she couldn’t stop the words.

“Be silent.” Dr. Falter reached towards a control and Rina slammed her mouth shut so quickly she thought she heard a tooth chip. “Good.

“As I was saying. I am in the employ of Tel’Ro the Hutt because he funds my art and provides subjects to be used in my art. All he asks in return is that, on occasion, I ask questions of a person who might not wish to provide answers. I believe this sullies the art I practice. Pain for its own sake, pain purely for the sheer joy and pleasure of making the victim suffer, is so much more pure. But for what he gives me in return it isn’t so great a sacrifice.” As she spoke of pain as art, Falter’s eyes lit and she seemed much more alive than before.

“Tel’Ro has told me to have you answer certain question as quickly as possible. I truly hope you choose not to answer. It may not be art, but I believe I would enjoy it if you tried to keep anything at all a secret.”

Dr. Falter touched a control and Rina flinched again. All that happened was the screen changed to show a recording of what appeared to be the same room Rina was in. Strapped into a reclined chair was a young Twi’lek man barely past boyhood, and as nude as Rina was. His penis was startlingly large for his body size and painfully erect. Scars crisscrossed his body and one of his lekku was cut off so it was only half as long as the other.

On the screen Dr. Falter entered, also nude, and something about her appearance seemed odd to Rina. Before she could figure out what it was the recording of Falter picked up some tools and approached the boy who sobbed in despair. A moment later Rina slammed her eyes shut and focused on not vomiting. She wished very much she hadn’t seen even the few seconds that she had, and she wished even more that she could stop hearing the high pitched wordless shrieks of agony that went on for far, far, too long before Falter shut off the recording.

“That was Ofiwnedi. He was my best subject to date. The video you see is from his seventy fourth day with me, and he lasted another fifty two days after that. I might have been able to keep him alive longer but he managed to get free and kill himself on the one hundred and twenty seventh day of our artistic collaboration.

“So far that’s the longest I’ve been able to keep any subject alive, but with the techniques I learned with Ofiwnedi, and a bit more care in restraints, I believe I may be able to keep a subject alive indefinitely. Or at least until I choose to move into methods of producing pain that cause permanent damage.”

“You have a choice now Rina, you can tell me every detail of why you planted a bug in conference room besh, who gave you the bug and who they work for, and everything else you know.

“Or… you can become my new long term project.”

Rina stammered, she was trying to talk so fast that the words jumbled together. “YestalkpleaseI’lltalk! I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything please please please let me tell you. I’ll talk, please! Please!”

Dr. Falter frowned and sighed. “If you must.” She touched another control and Rina flinched expecting the pain to come back, but nothing seemed to happen.

“Who gave you the bug?”

“A Jedi. He’d been in the Tavern most days since I started work. Human. Male. Late twenties or early thirties. Straight brown hair past his shoulders. Pale skin. No beard. I could pick out his picture if you have records of visitors.

“Please I didn’t know him until he talked to me after work one day. He said his name was Ryleve Mathsin and he was trying to track down Sith kidnapping younglings here in Hutt Space. He gave me the bug he said it was only to help him find the Sith nothing else. I put it in besh like he asked and that was all. I never saw him again. I don’t know anything else. Please. I really don’t. I promise. Please.”

Falter touched another control and a holo of a man Rina didn’t know appeared. “Is this the man?”

“No. I’ve never seen him.”

“Good. You wouldn’t have, he’s been dead for five years. How about this man?”

This time the man in the holo was Mathsin. “Yes, that’s him.”

Rina jumped, feeling oddly insulted, when Dr. Falter chuckled. “Ho ho ho ho… He’s no Jedi. Just an agent for Clan Pendal. We flagged him the second time he came to the Tavern.” The holo dissolved then reformed to show an overhead view of Rina taking the bug from Mathsin, then her putting the bug under the table in the conference room.

Dr. Falter sighed deeply, stood up, pressed a button, and stretched. “Well that was disappointing.” Behind Rina the door slid open. “Toss her in holding cell cresh and Tel’Ro will decide what to do with her in the morning.” Falter walked away and didn’t look back.

Rina suddenly felt like she could breathe again, and with the terror of Falter’s presence gone she felt a surge of shame at how quickly and completely she’d broken, and how apparently worthless her information had been. All of it had just been to confirm what they already knew? She felt almost indignant that her pain, her rape, hadn’t been more important to them.

Both the guards were Human, one man and one woman, and despite their different sexes they were largely similar. They wore body armor in the silver and black that were Tel’Ro’s colors, had a holstered blaster at their right hip, and were both tall and muscular. The woman’s short hair was more stylishly cut than the man’s, and she had a scar on one cheek. The woman roughly yanked the electrodes from Rina’s asshole and clit, causing her to gasp in pain, while the man touched a control and the restraints let her go and folded neatly back in the table.

Rina tried to stand, but the rapes, the torture, and the long time held in the same position had made her legs too weak to support her. She collapsed on the floor, the movement causing new spurts of jizz to leak out of her abused holes.

“Up cunt. We’re not carrying you.” The words were accompanied by a somewhat soft kick in her ribs. The woman’s voice was surprisingly high pitched, a natural soprano, and pleasant sounding. Slowly, tears of rage and shame flowing, Rina managed to pull herself up using the torture table as a support.

The guards silently lead her down a corridor only twenty meters or so from Dr. Falter’s torture chamber to a small room with a very conspicuous maglock on the outside of the door. Inside was a cot, a toilet, and a shower. They pushed her inside and Rina, still weak and not recovered from her ordeal, stumbled and fell to the hard plasticrete floor, her legs splayed.

The woman spoke again “Deen, you want a piece of her?”

“Yeah, why not? I went first last time though, so you first Amber.” The man’s voice was a rough baritone.

“No need for turns.” Amber opened a few buckles to free some armor plates then pulled down her pants and shiny green bikini cut panties to reveal a very well shaped muscular ass and a pussy with a thick bush of tightly curled jet black hair that stood out against her pale skin. “Let’s do it quick, you fuck her while I sit on her face. And bitch? I may not be Falter, but if you don’t get to licking and make me come quick I promise I’ll find a way to make you scream.”

Rina didn’t resist as the two repositioned her and Deen yanked her legs wide apart. For the second time that day Rina worked to detach herself from her surroundings, and it was almost frightening how quickly she was able to. Rina was beginning to feel calm and separate from herself even as Amber put a foot on either side of her head. Amber’s musky fur covered lips and hair rimmed anus filled Rina’s view as Amber lowered herself to begin raping her face. Without any thought or hesitation Rina thrust her tongue into the sweaty crack of Amber’s ass and began licking at her anus as if her life depended on it. While she worked Deen roughly pried her bald lips open and pushed himself into her cunt.

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When she woke up Rina staggered to the toilet and peed; there was no toilet paper. The toilet was equipped with a bidet though, which she ignored. Instead she went straight from the toilet to the shower. There was no hot water, and Rina abandoned her plan of staying under the shower for hours if that’s what it took to feel clean again. Instead she wound up taking a quick and very cold shower.

She hadn’t bothered to even touch the shower the night before.

When Deen and Amber had finished with her Rina had barely been able to crawl into the cot before exhaustion took her and she passed out into a dreamless sleep.

After showering she discovered that there were no towels, no blankets, and no sheets. But there was no cum on the mattress either, and Rina knew she’d been leaking cum from both her holes all night. So she sat on the mattress to drip dry, and discovered that it was made of a material that wicked the moisture away without a trace.

As she waited she noticed that video was now playing on a small screen to the left of the door. It was an edited clip of Tiny raping her, while text scrolled across the screen.

TOTAL FUCKING TIME: 3 minutes, 47 seconds
STROKES: 463
LENGTH OF PENIS: 18.3 centimeters
AMOUNT OF PIG COCK SHOVED UP YOUR CUNT: 8.47 meters
ESTIMATED EJACULATE VOLUME: 1.2 liters
YOUR ORGASMS: 1

Then the video shifted to Syl raping her ass.

TOTAL FUCKING TIME: 7 minutes, 21 seconds
STROKES: 682
LENGTH OF PENIS: 12 centimeters
AMOUNT OF DICK YOUR ASS TOOK: 8.1 meters
ESTIMATED EJACULATE VOLUME: 5.3 cc
YOUR ORGASMS: 0

TOTAL PURCHASES OF THIS VIDEO TO DATE: 497,387

As Rina watched, horrified, that last number incremented.

The video looped, and Rina blushed then stared away from the screen. She felt no need to relive the experiences of the night before, and didn’t feel even remotely able to process the fact that so far nearly a half a million people had watched the recording of her rapes and had probably been jacking off to her victimization. “Thank the stars Klara is offplanet…” Rina thought, looking for at least some tiny bit of good news.

The shower hadn’t included a toothbrush and though she’d tried to brush her teeth with her finger Rina thought she could still taste Amber’s cunt and asshole. Her her own pussy and asshole still felt overly large, sore, and tender from the abuse they’d suffered the night before.

The shower also hadn’t included soap or shampoo, and the room lacked anything that could be used as a hairbrush. She couldn’t see herself, but Rina knew her hair was a rat’s nest, and somehow that final indignation seemed more than she could bear.

She cried a little as she waited, but was dry eyed later, and then bored. With nothing to do but watch the video of her own rape repeated endlessly, Rina found that the boredom was so great that when guards, not Deen and Amber, opened the door and ordered her out she was actually grateful. Despite wondering if they were there to rape her, and despite knowing that even if they weren’t they wouldn’t be leading her anywhere nice it seemed better than the boredom of just waiting.

As they walked down the corridor, one guard in front of her and the other behind, Rina found that she was still capable of being embarrassed about her nakedness, and she blushed as they passed various people going about their business. Most seemed not to pay much attention, but a few stared openly at her tits or pussy.

Eventually they reached a large audience room where dozens of people sat or stood while a band played quietly in one corner. Rina’s blush deepened as she was pushed into the room and several eyes turned her way. She covered her pussy and breasts with her hands, then realized how ridiculous that looked and stood straight, hands at her sides, and tried to pretend that she wanted to be naked. The blush that heated her cheeks and breasts proved she didn’t, but she tried to ignore that too.

Despite the presence of an attractive naked woman, the focus of everyone’s attention was a muscular young Hutt on a couch against the back wall. In front of him and a bit to the left stood a slender Human woman with stylishly cut hair dressed in a formal suit who looked briefly at a data slate then looked up and spoke in Huttese. “Ah, the next item is the disposition of the traitor mighty Tel’Ro.” The woman’s accent was slightly clipped, her voice was a pleasant low contralto.

The guards pushed Rina forward and Tel’Ro looked her up and down. “Hmph.” He gestured with one hand. “Come here slut, let me see you up close.” He spoke Huttese in the deep, rumbling, voice common to his species.

Trembling, Rina moved to within arm’s reach of the Hutt. He grabbed her hair and pulled her against him. Rina cringed, repulsed, as her naked body was pressed against his lumpy and sticky green skin. “Open your mouth.”

Rina obeyed, and suddenly the Hutt shoved his tongue past her teeth and down her throat. It was long enough to easily reach the back of her throat, almost as big as her hand, and covered in thick and extremely foul tasting saliva. She gagged a bit and her eyes watered, but long practice at deep throating kept her from vomiting. Tel’Ro tickled the back of her throat with the tip of his tongue, but while she twitched and gagged more she managed to keep herself from puking on him. Tel’Ro withdrew his tongue, then Rina gasped as one of his fat fingers slid up into her cunt, and at the same time another into her asshole.

He finger banged her painfully for a moment, then pulled out and held his hand to Rina’s face. Without hesitating a moment, Rina began sucking and licking Tel’Ro’s fingers as if they were the most delicious, most desirable, things in the galaxy. The acrid taste of his own sweat and skin was enough that she couldn’t taste anything else, and at the moment she’d have welcomed the flavor of her own pussy, or even her asshole, over the taste of Hutt. After letting her suck his fingers like they were little dicks for a few seconds, Tel’Ro removed his hand, wiped it on her chest, and gently pushed her away.

“What do you think Jayce? She seems obedient enough but you’re a better judge of Human looks than me, keep her?” As Tel’Ro spoke, Rina looked down at her feet with her face burning in shame. It was then that she noticed the faint lines in the floor. She was standing on a trapdoor. Slightly panicked she looked up and saw that one of Tel’Ro’s hands was resting on a control panel, and one finger was idly tapping the cover on a large red button.

The slender woman walked around Rina, examining her carefully. She examined Rina’s nipples and breasts, then pinched and prodded them to check their firmness. “Bend over and spread.” Rina obeyed, and the other woman squatted down to get a better view of her pussy and anus. “The pussy too, open it wide.” Rina noticed that during the examination the other woman was very careful not to step on the trapdoor.

Finally Jayce spoke. “She is quite good looking and you’ve been short one slave in your harem since that incident last month. The acklay was fed yesterday, but could probably manage another meal if you’d rather just buy a new slave.”

“Do you speak Huttese cunt?” Tel’Ro idly flipped the cover off the button.

“Yes master.” Rina was shaking uncontrollably now and addressing Tel’Ro as master had happened without any thought at all. It had taken a massive effort of will not to collapse and beg for her life.

The Hutt considered matters for a moment then flipped the cover back down over the button with, what seemed to Rina, a bit of regret. “Send her to Loretta, why buy a new slave when one comes so willingly?”

“Very well.” Jayce turned to the guards who had brought Rina into the audience chamber and spoke Basic. “Take her to the harem, no delays.”

Coming up in Chapter 4: Rina’s introduction to the harem and her first thoughts of escape!

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