[star wars] [FF] [humiliation] Rina Chapter 4, a Star Wars Porn – Meet the harem!

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Chapter 4: Meet the harem!

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FF, nudity, humiliation, slavery, plot

The trip to the harem wasn’t long enough for Rina to fully absorb what had just happened. Her body was still quivering from the adrenaline, and the realization that she wasn’t going to be torn apart and eaten by a giant insect while screaming out her last seconds of life in sheer agony. And the realization that she was now a slave and she was being escorted to a harem where she’d presumably be raped fairly often. Plus, and to her annoyance, she was embarrassed about being naked. In the adventure novels and holos she was a fan of this was where she’d find a daring way to escape, but in reality she found that it took all her strength simply to avoid a total mental breakdown.

A bit of stubborn pride allowed her to keep her face placid despite the gibbering terror that came from her brush with death just a moment ago and the continued humiliation of her forced nudity. At least these guards seemed to be content to just take her to the harem without any stops to rape her along the way.

After traveling down a ramp, the guards reached a locked door and pushed the doorbell. A few moments later the door slid open to reveal a Human woman in her late fifties with pale skin and curly red hair on her head and a trimmed patch of darker red hair on her cunt. She was wearing no more than Rina, but unlike Rina she seemed perfectly at ease with her nudity. Neither of the guards seemed surprised to find her naked either.

“New slave for you Loretta,” said one of the guards. “Used to be a waitress over at the Tavern until she pissed off Tel’Ro.”

“Thank you Syke,” Loretta said in voice with more than a bit of the distinctive Nar Shaddda lower city twang. There were few formalities, Loretta signed a data pad, and then the guards left and the door closed behind them.

“C’mon over here sugar, we’ve got to take care of your collar then I’ll show you around and introduce you. Lift up your hair now.”

Rina held her hair up, and Loretta placed a thin metal collar around her neck which locked with a permanent sounding click as it closed. It didn’t really feel uncomfortable, but suddenly the reality of her enslavement struck her and she began trembling again.

Loretta seemed not to notice. “Tonight you don’t have anything to do but pull yourself together and get ready for tomorrow. Around here you never know what tomorrow has in store so I suggest you take the opportunity to get any crying and upset you have out of the way.

“Now, that collar has whole pile of electronics inside, it tracks you everywhere in the palace and keeps track of your vitals too. Try to run and it’ll knock you out, and when you wake up it’ll be Falter who deals with you, and you don’t want that I can tell you. I guess you’ve met her already?”

“Y- yes.” Rina stammered a bit, then took a deep breath to try and calm herself.

“I won’t ask for the details, back before Tel’Ro freed me she got to punish me twice and try her ‘art’ on me more than a few times, so I know what it’s like. Bitch.

“Anyway, don’t try to run.

“Let me just give you a quick rundown before you meet the others, we’ll talk more later but you need to know what you’re in for.

“Now, every slave in the harem has to cum at least three times a day, more is better but I only insist on three. The minimum is one time by masturbating, the other two with someone else. Today you’re not obligated, and tomorrow you’ll be fucking some of the other slaves so I can see where you need work. But starting day after tomorrow it’s up to you to find partners. Just ask any of the other slaves here and they’ll oblige you, and if they ask you you’ll oblige them.

“Your collar shows how many orgasms you’ve had that day, there’s little lights in there so everyone can see but it also reports back to my terminal.

“I truly do hate to be strict but if you miss any I’ll have to punish you. I won’t turn you over to Falter unless I have to, but I’ve got some paddles and canes and whatnot to keep the slaves here doing what they need to be doing and I’ll bend you over and beat your ass purple if I need to. Are we clear?”

“Yes, master.”

Loretta laughed, slightly bitterly. “You don’t have to call me master. Loretta is just fine. Or Ms Quimm if you’re feeling formal.

“Now, most Hutts think Humanoids are about as ugly as we think Hutts are. Only a few really have a thing for sex with us and Tel’Ro isn’t one of them so you won’t be fucking him. Mostly it’s older Hutts who like sex with Humanoids, I guess when you’re more than 600 years old you get bored and want to try new things.

“Anyway, Tel’Ro doesn’t keep the harem for his own sexual needs. Mostly he keeps the harem because that’s what rich powerful Hutts do. And sometimes he likes to have some naked or near naked Humanoids around for decoration when he deals with Humanoids. You’ll spend some time just standing beside him looking pretty.

“He also keeps the harem as a way to reward Humanoids who work for him, or sometimes as a gift to Hutts or other non-Humanoids with a taste for us. You’ll probably get used by some slaver or bounty hunter or whatever every couple of days and you’ll give them the fuck of their lives or I’ll have to punish you. And every few months you’ll fuck a Hutt, or an animal, or whatever else Tel’Ro wants you to.

“You must have been pretty experienced if you were working at the Tavern even as a waitress, but I’m going to turn you into a genuine sexual athlete if you aren’t already, and if you think you are already I’ll make you better.

“Been fucked up the ass much?”

In any other context being asked that question by a woman old enough to be her mother would have nonplussed her, but given the way the day had gone so far Rina just shrugged. “A few times, I had a boyfriend who liked it. I don’t like it much but it doesn’t bother me either.”

“Good. Mostly the men want to stick it up your twat or for you to suck them off, but you get plenty who want it up your ass. We’ll work so you can get better at it.

“If you don’t eat pussy well, you’ll learn to do that too. We don’t get as many women as we do men, but if you haven’t learned how to pleasure another woman yet, we’ll teach you that too.”

Loretta seemed to hesitate for a moment. “There is one other thing you need to know right now so you can accept it and get used to the idea. Hutts are cruel, and Tel’Ro is no exception there. He may not want to fuck Humanoids but he does like to see us suffer. Every few months he’ll decide to have a few of the slaves in the harem tortured a bit.” Rina felt her knees go weak and she collapsed at the thought of being sent back to Falter. Loretta hurried on. “Not real torture like you must have got. He only lets Falter do that if a slave needs to be punished. It won’t be nearly so bad.

“But it isn’t gentle either. Falter takes care of it, mostly its spankings and flogging on your ass. Sometimes your tits or pussy. Some slaves here have learned to like it; I never did when I was a slave but I took it and lived. You will too.

Loretta gave Rina a hand up. “Anyway, let me introduce you and then you can get cleaned up and rest until tomorrow.”

After leading Rina down a short hall, Loretta ushered her into a large comfortable looking room. The walls were paneled to waist height in a warm looking wood that was a few shades darker than the honey colored wood of the floor, and looked like polished bronze above that.

A pale skinned Human man with a black hair was sitting back in an easy chair while a pale, blond, Human woman with breasts much larger than her head knelt between his legs sucking his dick. Neither were wearing clothes. A red skinned Twi’lek man, a short Rodian woman with very small breasts and narrow hips, and a voluptuous green skinned Twi’lek woman were lounging on pillows and watching a smashball game on a large display built into one wall. Rina noticed that all of them were wearing collars exactly like the one around her neck. Loretta was the only exception, her bare neck suddenly seeming to stand out to Rina.

“OK ya’ll, gather ‘round. PAN in her room again? Rakha honey, go fetch her.” The Rodian woman, who was wearing an impressive set of welts on her butt and thighs and a harness that left her small breasts and pussy exposed nodded and left the room. The others stopped what they were doing to look at Rina and Loretta. “I’ll wait until PAN and Rakha get here.”

A moment later Rakha returned, followed by a droid of a type Rina didn’t recognize. At first she thought the droid might be a protocol droid, but it looked very different from any protocol droid she’d seen before.

“OK everyone, this is Rina Horada and she’ll be part of the harem. She had a rough couple of days before coming here so she’s on vacation for the rest of the day. Rina, do you want to say anything?”

Rina, freshly realizing that she was stark naked in front of all these people blushed a little, and looked at her feet. “Um… Hello.” What did you say to slaves when you’d just been enslaved yourself? “Nice to meet you?”

Loretta saved her. “Let me introduce you.” She pointed at the pale skinned Human man, he was still erect and there was closely trimmed black hair visible around his cock though his balls were smooth. He sat up a bit straighter in his chair, while the woman kneeling beside him stroked cock idly up and down. “This is Peter Bone he’ll be working with you on your oral skills later.”

Loretta indicated the naked Human girl, who stood and curtsied, her hand still working Peter’s bone, and getting a better view Rina could see that her breasts were almost comically enormous, not merely bigger than her head but perhaps two or even three times bigger, and looked even larger thanks to her slender body. They were remarkably perky though. She had a small strip of pubic hair, the same golden blond as the hair on her head, above her bald lips. “She’s Fanny Chuff and I’ve got to admit she is the best there is at what she does. And what she does is just about everything.” Fanny smiled at that, and waved at Rina with her free hand.

The red skinned Twi’lek man nodded, he was wearing a cropped muscle shirt and a tiny leaf green thong with a large bulge showing the outline of his cock. “That handsome fellow over there is Zebb Laora, handy with machines though we don’t need him to fix much here.”

The Rodian woman looked Rina up and down as Rina turned her attention to her. The harness left her breasts exposed but there wasn’t much to expose, her breasts were so small as to be almost not there though her nipples were large, erect, and pierced with fairly large silver rings that nicely accentuated her green nipples. Her skin was a bright emerald green rather than the more usual turquoise shade. “Rakha Kanyoko is the Rodian gal, Rakha play nice now hear?”

“Of course ma’am.” Rakha, like most Rodians, had a high pitched voice with a sort of furry reverb.

“PAN-8 is one of the very few sex droids on Nar Shaddaa, she can do just about anything a Human man or woman can, and a lot we can’t.” The droid had a shiny silver chassis with black highlights, and looked much smoother and somehow softer than most droids Rina had seen. A large glossy black penis with silver chasing and patterns stood up from between her legs, and Rina could see the lips of a pussy, also glossy black with silver glyphs, peeking out below the shaft of the droid’s cock.

The last member of the group was the plump green skinned Twi’lek woman, she was wearing a sports bra and nothing else. Like Rakha she looked Rina up and down, but unlike Rakha she was leering while she did it. As she leered her lekku twitched in the Twi’lek equivalent of a wolf whistle. “Behave Palomita!” Loretta shook her head. “That’s Palomita, don’t let her fool you she’s plenty nice once you get to know her.”

Loretta turned to Rina. “That’s all of your fellow slaves, after you’ve had a bit to get yourself together I’d advise you get to know them because starting day after tomorrow you’ll need to cum with two of them every day and that’s so much easier when you know your partners.

“Meanwhile, I hope you’ll excuse me, but before you got here I was in the middle of something. PAN please show Rina to her room. Palomita dear, on your back.” After the Twi’lek woman positioned herself, Loretta put a foot on either side of her head and squatted down on so Twi’lek could start licking her asshole. “Aaaaaahhhh… That’s it, get your tongue in deep.”

“Please follow me,” the droid’s voice was a breathy soprano. “The room you’ve been assigned has been empty for a month but it has been cleaned regularly so you should find it satisfactory.” PAN-8 walked out of the central lounging room, and Rina almost smiled when she noticed that the droid had been programmed to walk with an exaggerated sway to her hips. “I hope you’ll like it here, it is better than many other things a slave can be assigned to do. My only real regret is that we harem slaves aren’t used as often as I’d like. Do you know it has been nearly thirty six hours since someone from outside the harem was allowed to fuck me?” The droid sounded indignant. “Fortunately Loretta allows us to fuck each other, but it really isn’t quite the same.

“Well, here’s your room! The baths is down this hall and to the right.”

The droid opened a door, there was no lock, and Rina saw a surprisingly luxurious and elegant bedroom with a small and equally luxurious attached toilet. The walls were a mild creamy white. A painting was mounted on either side of the bed, one a landscape of a grassland, the other a pastel abstract. She didn’t recognize either piece, though she found them pleasant, but if she had she would have boggled; they were antiques and belonged in a museum. The bed was large, round, and covered with what looked to be a genuine shimmersilk sheet. Like the floors outside, the bedroom floor was made of a honey colored wood with a dark grain Rina didn’t recognize, but suspected was very expensive.

PAN-8 stepped inside, and motioned for Rina to follow. “My bed is only for sex of course since I don’t sleep, but I’m told by the others that they’re quite comfortable for sleeping too. There’s an attached toilet, and as I mentioned the bath is just down the hall and has soap, shampoo, conditioner, lotion and all those other things you Humanoids need. You can order any cosmetics, sex toys, or other personal items you need through the bedside terminal, subject to Loretta’s approval anyway, and they’ll be delivered in a few hours.

“The terminal won’t let you communicate with anyone except us and Loretta but you can watch holos. In addition to the usual channels, there are archives of all the vids Tel’Ro sells. You might like to masturbate to some of it, though only Rakha likes the ones with Dr. Falter. There are also archives of our sessions with the people Tel’Ro and Jayce allow harem privileges. The clients they don’t know that they’re being recorded and we aren’t allowed to even hint at it. There are several cameras in every room to record the action; but don’t bother looking for them as they’re quite well hidden.

“I find the archives both educational and arousing, and several of the others enjoy watching the archives when they’re masturbating. There are also recordings of all punishment sessions though again, only Rakha seems to enjoy watching those.” The droid paused for a moment.

“I can tell that you are very tense, you must have had a traumatic time. Can I help you settle in or relax? I am programmed with both erotic and therapeutic massage techniques for five hundred and seventy three species, including Humans. Or if you’d like I can have sex with you in any way you would find agreeable. Or would you rather be left alone?

Rina blinked. It seemed as if it has been a very long time since anyone had asked her what she wanted. “Thank you PAN, but I think I would like to be alone for a while.”

“Of course. Please let me know if you’d like company, or a fuck, or a massage, or anything else.”

After PAN left Rina closed the door then collapsed on the bed and cried herself to an uncomfortable sleep. When she awoke a few hours later the clock on the terminal said it was a bit after noon.

Refreshed from her crying jag and the nap, and feeling more mentally together, Rina found her mind drifting back to the aftermath of the time she’d been raped before. It had taken her weeks to plan things out, to find a suitable place, to get her most trustworthy friends to help, and when she realized she’d need more muscle to buy help from a couple of high school smashball players with blowjobs.

But it had worked. Jared, Don, and Eric, the boys who had raped her, had been taken totally by surprise and went down to stunners before they even knew they were in danger. Not long after they’d found themselves tied up in an empty warehouse Rina had discovered, naked with their legs wide apart and arranged so each of them could see the other two.

Rina had made a production of tying on big, heavy, steel toed boots while they watched, then taken a brief run up and kicked Eric in the balls so hard he hadn’t even been able to scream until several seconds afterward. Rina went from one to the next, giving each the hardest kick in the balls she could manage while the other two watched and begged while they waited their next turn. She cycled through the three boys five times, leaving them sobbing (and Don covered in his own vomit) and flinching at every move she made.

Then she’d gotten her friends to tie them down on their backs with their knees up and legs spread and used a strap on to rape each one in the ass until she’d had her turn on each of them. They’d dumped them, still tied up and naked, in a bad neighborhood. Afterward Jared had simply dropped out and Rina later heard he’d moved offplanet, the other two transferred to different schools. And no one at school had ever fucked with her again.

Rina smiled at the memory, it had been her first really successful plan, and despite the unpleasantness that had made it necessary, she considered it an unqualified success.

There was no denying that her current situation was worse than any she’d ever been in before. But Rina felt certain she could get out. Not soon, but eventually.

Simple escape wouldn’t be enough, that was obvious. Not when Tel’Ro would hire bounty hunters to track her down and give her to Falter. Or worse to kidnap Klara and give *her* to Falter. So she’d survive whatever she had to, take whatever they dished out, do whatever she had to without any complaint or sign of rebellion, act like a perfect sex slave, and she’d find a way to win. She’d need allies, that was certain, but more important she’d need to find a way to make sure that in her escape she killed Tel’Ro and wiped his computer. It would be more complex than just an escape but nothing less would make her safe.

Interrupting her thoughts, Rina’s stomach rumbled. Food seemed like a good idea, but first she went down the hall to the bathing room where she took a much longer and satisfying shower than she’d had that morning.

Like everything else in the harem the bathroom was almost shockingly luxurious, and tastefully designed. There was a large half sunken tub big enough for four or five people, seemingly carved from a single slab of milky quartz. All the taps looked like highly polished brass and were sculpted to look like nude figures from several species. Several showers were along one wall, with multiple automated shower heads to pelt the bather’s body with water just short of painfully hot. The floor was tiled in an abstract mosaic so pale pink it was almost white.

The toiletries weren’t the brands she was used to, they were the much more expensive brands that she’d heard of occasionally but that the stores she went to didn’t even stock. After a very long blisteringly hot shower with shampoo followed by conditioner, Rina did feel slightly clean again. It had taken a great deal of willpower not to scrub her cunt and asshole raw, but she’d restrained herself. She brushed her teeth as she showered with a toothbrush she’d found in a locker with her name.

Finally, after what felt like hours and was really only about twenty minutes, Rina climbed out and dried off with a sinfully fluffy and absorbent towel. She took a few minutes to comb out her hair and pull it into a simple bun before leaving.

Back in her room, Rina explored the vanity. The makeup on the vanity was new, and like the shampoo a brand she’d heard of but never seen. It wasn’t her ideal color choice, but she felt better with some foundation that almost matched her skin tone and a little eye liner. The only thing missing was clothing, there was none in the room at all. There was a closet, which was empty, and a dresser which was also empty. Shrugging mentally, Rina chose to ignore her nudity and after a final check to make sure her eyes weren’t red and puffy, she headed out to see what the harem had to offer for lunch.

In the common room, Rina found Fanny and Peter. In theory they were wearing clothes. Fanny was wearing a hot pink ultra-micro-mini skirt that was short enough for her pussy to be almost visible when she was sitting, her almost comically large breasts were bare, perky, and bouncing slightly with her every move. Peter was wearing a tiny thong made out of a gel-like ruby red mesh that contrasted nicely with his pale skin.

“Hey!” Fanny’s voice was a pleasant contralto best described as sultry, not the squeaky soprano Rina had expected, “you’re awake! Come over and get some lunch! You must be starving!” Fanny had been nibbling at a cookie, but put it down to gesture at the food.

“Everyone else finished eating a little bit ago, but there’s plenty left and we covered it back up so it hasn’t gotten cold yet. No one knew what you liked, so we made sure there was some of everything for when you woke up. Do you have any foods you can’t eat or religious taboos or anything?”

Rina blinked, but Fanny’s enthusiasm seemed genuine. “No, I’ll eat anything.” The table hadn’t been in the room earlier, and had apparently been pushed in for lunch. A compartment under the table held the dirty dishes, and on the white tablecloth was a place setting for her, and a variety of dishes. She settled on a crisp salad with a vinegar dressing, fluffy rice pilaf with seared mollusks in a butter garlic sauce, and roasted vegetables. After seeing the luxury in the harem, Rina was unsurprised to find that it was the best food she’d ever tasted.

“Hutts are gourmets, at least if you like their sort of food,” Peter’s voice was a nice tenor. He took a cookie and sat back in his chair. “It’s a point of pride that the food they serve other species be high quality. And we’re here to be shown off anyway. Their other slaves don’t get this sort of food of course. You can’t be a luxury if you don’t know what luxury is I suppose.”

“You know a lot about Hutts?” Rina asked.

“Only recently. I never met any until I was 17 and got sold to Tel’Ro, I’m from Corellia originally and there aren’t many Hutts there. But after I was sold to Tel’Ro I thought I should learn more about them. It can get a little dull in the harem and I’d rather not wander the palace so I read a lot.”

Rina nodded, then asked the question that had been on her mind since she saw the empty closet and dresser in her room. “Some of the people here seem to have clothes and some don’t?”

“Don’t worry!” Fanny said. “Loretta thinks people new in the harem have to get used to being naked. I guess it makes sense for some of the people we get, you should have seen how shy Zebb was when he first got here! But I’ve been a fuck slave since before I was born so I’m totes used to it and she still kept me naked for the first three weeks after Tel’Ro bought me! It didn’t bother me of course. But I do think wearing almost nothing is hotter than wearing nothing at all, you know?

“Even though she’s free now and doesn’t fuck many clients anymore Loretta doesn’t bother with clothes much, I think she just doesn’t like wearing anything. Or maybe she was a slave so long she just got used to it? Either way, usually if you see her wearing anything its because she’s going out.”

Peter chuckled. “Fanny is being polite, I had a difficult time adjusting to being nude too. You seem to be handling it well enough though. Better than I did.”

“Thanks,” Rina struggled for a moment, not sure if it was polite to ask, but her curiosity got the best of her. “Were you born a slave too?”

“No, out of all of us only Fanny was born into it. I got caught stowing away on a freighter, I wanted off Corellia and assumed it’d be easy to stow away. Next thing I knew I was on an auction block and Jayce bought me for the harem. I’ve been here two years. In theory I’ll be free in another eight.” He snorted and looked bitter for a moment. “I’ll believe it when it happens. But it’s not so bad here. I’d certainly rather be doing this then working in the spice mines. And I get to fuck a lot, which is nice even if I also have to let myself get fucked sometimes.”

“And you were born to it Fanny? You’ll never be free?”

Fanny shrugged, causing her tits to jiggle. “My parents were slaves, or at least that’s what my original owner told me. I never met them.

“Their owner, my first owner, decided I should be a fucktoy right after mom got pregnant with me, so he did some genetic stuff while I was still in her. It made me hornier than most other Humans, he also added in these tits. Also changes in my spine and shoulders to keep them from hurting me. And when I was 12 I got some surgery, they put a sort of bra inside me, like a mesh of carbon fiber cables deep in my boobs tied into my bones to keep me perky and to help the other mods keep my back and shoulders from hurting.” Fanny paused for breath.

“Um… Anyway. Free? Well, maybe one day. Loretta was manumitted and she was taken really young with no set indenture. But it doesn’t really worry me. I’m safe, dry, fed, and I get to fuck a lot!” She frowned for a moment.

“Really the only reason I’d like to be free is so I could fuck more. There’s people out there who need a fuck and they’re not getting it. Loretta lets me fuck more than everyone else in the harem, even more than PAN, and I get to go around the palace finding guards and clerks and other employees who need a fuck. But I’m not allowed to proposition guests or go outside the palace so there’s a lot of people I can’t help.” Fanny looked sad for a moment, then shrugged again and grinned.

“But yeah, other than me and PAN everyone else was born free and got enslaved later. Zebb’s indentures expire in a few years I think. Palomita says she’ll be free in seven more years. Rakha sold herself, but she never said why or for how much or how long or whether it was forever or just for a few years.”

Rina blinked again. “Rakha sold herself?” She asked incredulously.

Fanny nodded enthusiastically. “That’s what she told me! She says its much nicer here.”

“But what about,” Rina found her voice dropping to a whisper despite her best efforts. “Falter? And Loretta said sometimes we’d be beaten, or whipped, or whatever just because Tel’Ro likes it…” Her voice trailed off, and she realized her lunch was now sitting leadenly in her stomach.

“Oh!” Fanny giggled. “Well for Rakha that’s a selling point. She’s a genuine masochist, she can’t get enough pain and she can’t get off unless she’s being hurt. That’s why you’ll be beating her or me when Loretta has you training for BDSM topping.”

Rina was momentarily taken aback at how casually the young woman had brought up the idea of being beaten just so Rina could train. “You’re a masochist too?”

“Not naturally like Rakha is. I taught myself to like it when I got sold here. I’d masturbate while someone spanked me, or slapped me around, or twisted my nipples, or shocked me, or whatever. I didn’t watch anything but BDSM porn vids while I masturbated for a few months. It took a while but I learned to like it! It’s not something I really need like Rakha does but I can like it if I try. Or, at least I enjoy the way it feels after, I mean it hurts when you get spanked no matter what so I don’t really like that part, but I like the effort it takes maybe? Like really intense exercise? But if you put your mind in the right place it works and the hurt feels kinda good in a weird way.

“Gotta do whatever it takes to get people off you know? And people like just about everything. Some people juggle geese. Not for sex I mean, just for fun. But sex is just the same, people like different things so I have to learn it all.”

“I know this isn’t really on topic, but ’Some people juggle geese’? What?”

“That’s what this pilot I fucked once said. He was a nice guy, gentle in bed, funny, made sure I came and you know how a lot of guys don’t. He’d have looked better without that silly mustache though. Anyway, he said he’d been on this moon where people juggled geese for fun. Little geese. Goslings I think they’re called? Something like that. People like different things is what he meant. And they do.

“Anyway, don’t worry too much about the beatings. They aren’t real torture, it just hurts a little. Even before I learned how to like it I didn’t mind too much. Didn’t your parents spank you?”

Rina nodded. “They had a heavy plastic paddle and I got it every few weeks. I wasn’t the good daughter, I got in trouble a lot.”

“It’s probably about that bad. Tel’Ro doesn’t have Dr. Falter really torture us, he just lets her spank us, or whip us a little. Sometimes on the butt, sometimes on your tits or pussy. And it only happens every few months. Rakha gets it a lot more often, and lot harder, but that’s Rakha.”

Fanny’s collar made a soft tone, and Loretta’s voice came from it.

“Fanny, there’s a fella coming down that Tel’Ro wants to have a real good time. Are you free to take him?”

“Of course! Any costume I should wear or anything like that?”

“Not as far as I know, sugar. He’ll be at the door in just a few minutes. Have fun!” The com cut off with a small click.

Rising and brushing down her skirt down so that it almost, but not quite, covered her pussy Fanny gave Rina a quick hug. “I’m off! And Rina? I know I don’t understand what it’s like for you since I was never free. But it can be good here if you let it. Like Loretta said, have fun! Palomita told me it was kind of liberating to her. She’d always worried about being a slut before, but she said that here you’re a fuck slave so she can slut it up and not worry. I don’t know if that helps you or not, but its all I can think of now. And I’ve got to run! Bye!”

“Enthusiastic, isn’t she?” Peter said dryly.

“That’s one word for it,” Rina paused. “Is she crazy?”

Peter shook his head. “I don’t think so. She’s not stupid either despite appearances. Simple yes, stupid no. Fanny is one of the most self confident people I’ve ever met, she’s sure she knows exactly what her purpose is and she works hard for that purpose. To us she seems a bit off, but if you start from her axioms her conclusions make perfect sense.

“We’ve talked philosophy. Or, rather, she’s talked philosophy at me. Fanny is quite evangelical, in her own way. Not that she’d use words like philosophy and evangelical, but you get my meaning.”

“And I do think she’s got a point. I’m not ready to devote myself fully to giving others sexual pleasure like she has, but we’re here, we’re not getting out, so we might as well try to make the best of it.

“People who don’t, well… Palomita has a hard time with that, she tried to escape a couple of months ago and Tel’Ro made us all watch what Falter did to her.” Peter lost his lecturing look and for a moment seemed haunted, then swallowed hard. “It went on for a long time.” He stopped again, and Rina felt that he was remembering things he didn’t want in his head.

With a small jolt, Peter came back to the present. “I wasn’t planning on running before, but after seeing what Falter did to Palomita I can say with complete honesty that I would rather die than try to run away.

“So I try to relax and enjoy as much as I can. It took time to adjust to being fucked up the ass, but I’ve learned to manage. Likewise giving blowjobs, I vastly prefer women but once I got over some squeamishness it isn’t so bad; and I do enjoy getting blowjobs myself so I suppose on some level it would be hypocritical not to give them. I prefer fucking the women Tel’Ro rewards with a trip to the harem, and taking the men who enjoy getting their asses fucked. All assholes are equal, there’s an axiom I can defend.”

Rina chuckled politely. “I’m not planning to run away either.” It was, she decided, technically true. She was planning murder, destruction, and then flying away. “I’m still a bit tired, so I’m going to rest a while. See you tomorrow Peter.”

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