[star wars] [MF] [FF] [humiliation] [brutality] Rina Chapter 6, a Star Wars Porn – Rina’s first “client”, an unexpected victim, and the Dark Side…

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Chapter 6: Slavery, preparation, and darkness

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$$ Content notice: younger/older FM, sexualized violence and beatings $$

The next day, Loretta declared that Rina was ready to start taking clients, and that Tel’Ro would likely be sending a slaver down to the harem as a reward later in the afternoon. Rina nodded and tried to seem cheerful and eager to please while telling herself it was no different from the hooking she’d done a few years prior. *Except*, a part of her brain whispered, *for the fact that you don’t have a choice here.*

At lunch Rina ate lightly, anticipating a round of vigorous fucking later.

“It sucks,” Palomita said. “But what can you do? Fuck the guy and just pretend it isn’t happening while you act like you’re the world’s biggest slut and you love it and stuff. I’d like it better if I just had to deal with women but I guess if you like dicks it’s ok.”

Ignoring Palomita’s grumbling, Fanny went on giving Rina advice. “Of course everyone, man or woman Palomita, has different turn ons. It’s our job to find out what does it for them and go for it! I like doing it with men and women about the same, did you have a preference before Rina?”

“I guess I liked men. I never did much with girls until I came here.”

“And it’s better, right?” Palomita made it clear that she wasn’t really asking a question. “I hate how oozy it is with guys after they shoot their stuff into you, it’s gross. Better than when they want to squirt on your face or whatever but still icky all dripping out of you. No offense Peter, but I just don’t like it.” Peter had fucked Palomita’s ass that morning, she’d ambushed him just after he woke up to get it out of the way and avoid another session with Loretta’s strap. “I just hate how it feels slithering out of me.”

“I like it!” Fanny gave Palomita a sympathetic look before her habitual smile returned. “It feels warm and safe. Women are good too, but men have such a definite way of showing that they’ve come. It’s like a reward or something, you did good and there’s proof!”

“I’ll try to think of it that way the next time some guy comes in my mouth or ass.” Peter frowned a bit. “I never really thought of it like that before. Mostly I sort of felt like Palomita does. I also felt kinda guilty about all the girls who sucked me off before I came here after I took my first load. But you’re right, guys do come in a very… definite sort of way compared to women.”

“Oh no! Don’t ever feel guilty about cumming in a girl, I love it and I know most girls don’t mind even if they don’t love it.”

Rolling her eyes, Palomita sighed. “I think that’s just because you’ve had guys coming in your mouth since you were a baby Fanny. The rest of us don’t think of cum as a comfort food. You don’t like cum in your mouth, do you Rina?”

Trying to avoid getting drawn into the argument, Rina pretended that she hadn’t heard the question, then cleared her plate away and went to her room. She turned on the wall screen and absently pulled up videos of Fanny’s more recent work. Both to try and get her own libido kicked in for her first client, and to buy herself time to think and plan. She needed to find out what was above the power converters, but she had to do it without seeming interested in either the power converters or what was above them. The only way she could think of to do both was simply to explore the entire place so that anyone monitoring her location wouldn’t have any reason to think she’d been interested in anything in particular.

*Or, better*, she thought *to show interest in something a long way from the power converters… Let them thing I’m doing something else, or have a different plan.*

Rina didn’t know for sure that anyone was paying much attention to her whereabouts, but she had to act on the assumption that she was being closely watched.

Sooner than Rina had expected, her collar beeped and Loretta spoke from it.

“Rina honey, would you come to the main room please?”

She’d left the porn running while she thought, and had idly flicked through channels until she came to video of a group of human men gangbanging a green skinned Twi’lek woman. Shrugging, Rina decided to leave it on for her client.

Again, Rina found herself conscious of her nudity, by now she mostly didn’t notice that she wasn’t wearing any clothes but with the prospect of a man coming to fuck her she was newly aware of her breasts bouncing as she walked and the air running across her bald cunt.

There was nothing for it of course, and being embarrassed about the client seeing her naked didn’t make any sense considering he was going to fuck her soon after meeting her. But emotions aren’t logical and she felt herself blushing on the short walk to the main room.

Loretta, wearing her usual nothing, looked Rina up and down as she arrived, noting with approval the fact that the younger woman’s pussy was flushed and slightly swollen. “Glad you decided to get your motor going with some videos, it’ll make things easier if you’re having a good time and don’t have to fake everything.” A moment later the door chimed and Loretta admitted Rina’s client.

He was an older Human man, about sixty Rina guessed, with thinning and graying black hair and pale pink skin. He wasn’t incredibly fat, though he was overweight and had a beer gut. But, to her relief, he wasn’t dirty or smelly. Or even particularly ugly, he just wasn’t attractive.

“Banpol, this is Rina.” Loretta said.

Rina gave him a hug that pressed her entire body against his, and kissed his cheek. “Hi, Banpol!”

He hesitated for a moment, so Rina took his hand and put it on her butt while she continued to rub her breasts against him. “Wanna ditch Loretta and come back to my room?” she whispered in his ear, then ran her tongue along the edge of his ear from bottom to top.

The sleaziness of it was definitely having an effect on her, it wasn’t as good as if he’d been younger or handsome, but in a twisted way his very lack of appeal was appealing. It made Rina feel deliciously whorish and debauched. And somehow her rage at being made a slave and having no choice turned, for the moment anyway, into lust too.

“Let’s go!” He said, and Rina removed herself from him reluctantly. “Nice to see you again Ms. Quim. Where’s your room Rina?”

Back in her room, Rina wondered briefly if she should take the lead or let Banpol dictate the pace of things. He hesitated again, which made up her mind for her. As she plastered herself to his soft and plump body again, Rina wondered briefly how a slaver could possibly be so shy about a sex slave like her? Maybe he liked assertive women?

This time she didn’t kiss his cheek, she kissed his mouth and gave him lots of tongue. His breath was nice anyway, a bit minty from some gum he must have been chewing earlier or maybe he’d brushed his teeth before coming to the harem. Rina felt confident she could have faked enthusiasm for even a disgusting man with no personal hygiene, her life was on the line after all, but she was glad she didn’t have to. Her pussy was craving any cock. *This time* part of her brain reminded her.

As they kissed Banpol seemed to relax a bit and he let his hands wander, first across her butt and then to her breasts where he stroked and gently pinched her nipples. Rina moaned into his mouth on the assumption that all men liked to imagine they could turn a woman on. And also because she was actually turned on.

Letting her own hands wander, Rina stroked his back, his chest, and then down to his belt undoing it deftly. Banpol inhaled sharply as Rina undid his pants and they fell down around his skinny ankles. She broke the kiss and knelt in front of him.

Banpol was wearing boxers with green and purple stripes, which Rina pushed down to reveal his flabby cellulite riddled thighs and erect cock. His body hair was black with a scattering of gray, and he hadn’t trimmed it at all. Rina preferred her men to be either hairless or at least groomed, but she nuzzled his cock and stroked his balls as if they were the most amazing things she’d ever seen. His scent was pleasantly masculine anyway, and went to her clit with what felt almost like a click.

He wasn’t large, but he wasn’t particularly small either. Medium sized, Rina decided. That was nice, she wasn’t a size queen by any standard, certainly not like Fanny was, but the few times she’d had a Twi’lek man with a particularly small penis she’d felt embarrassed at how his dick seemed lost in her cunt. With Banpol that wouldn’t be a problem. He wasn’t as large as Peter or Zebb, and was nowhere near as large as Tommy Salami from the Tavern, but she felt sure his dick would fill her well enough.

Her right hand stroked her hood while she switched from nuzzling Banpol’s cock to sucking it. She had no trouble at all deep throating him, and did so with gusto.

Sooner than she’d expected, she heard Banpol’s breath start to catch and felt his balls tighten. Reluctantly let his cock slip out of her mouth. He’d probably be annoyed if he came in her mouth before he could fuck her.

“Baby, can you fuck me please?” Rina put an almost whining note into her voice, and used his cock to pull him to the bed. On her back and pulling her knees up and apart as far as she could, Rina felt her lips open to show Banpol her hole. “Please baby, I need it! Please put it in!”

Groaning, Banpol entered her in a single push, and it was Rina’s turn to gasp in pleasure. As she stared up at his double chins waggling while he pumped in and out, Rina came from the sudden rush of humiliation and the tackiness of it. If he’d been more attractive it wouldn’t have been as good. His very lack of appeal underscored in her mind the situation. She was a sex slave, he was a criminal and a scumbag, the only reason she was fucking him was because the alternative was being tortured or killed painfully. It felt so amazingly wrong and horrible that her entire body stiffened and shook in an orgasm stronger than she’d felt in a long time.

As her cunt spasmed around his cock, Banpol groaned as he came too. He shot spurt after spurt into Rina’s twat, then collapsed on her spent and utterly exhausted. Under his weight, Rina felt crushed and had a difficult time breathing, and that too felt good and right at the moment. His dick was still firmly inside her, twitching a bit as it shrank and cum oozed out and across her anus. *Palomita would hate it,* Rina thought. *Feels good to me…* Still quivering from the aftershocks, Rina kissed Banpol deeply again.

Rolling off her, Banpol panted as he recovered from his own orgasm. “Damn you’re a fine fuck.”

“Baby, I’m not half as good a fuck as you are. I don’t think I’ve come like that in a long, long time. Will you be able to come back tomorrow and give me more?”

“I wish I could, but I’ve got to lift ship tonight. Next time I’m here though I’ll see if Tel’Ro will let me. I had Palomita last time I was on planet, and she’s great but you’re something else.”

Giggling like an airhead, Rina gave Banpol another kiss. “Hurry.”

“You did good sugar.” Loretta had joined Rina as soon as she got out of the shower. “Better than I thought you would, and I thought you’d do just fine.”

Amazingly, Rina felt herself blush again as the harem mistress praised her. Somehow knowing that Loretta had watched and judged her performance brought a hot sense of shame rushing through Rina, a sensation that also made her horny. “Thanks…” She looked at her feet, then back up at Loretta. “I really did come, I hadn’t expected to you know but something just happened.”

Loretta nodded. “It won’t always be like that, but enjoy it when you can. And, on that note, you’ve got another client tonight. Dunno if you’ll enjoy her or not. Jayce wanted to be with you the night after you finished your first client.

“Now listen honey, you pretend I didn’t tell you this, ok? I feel better telling you since I saw how well you acted with Banpol, but you’ve really got to make sure you pretend I didn’t tell you anything. I think it works better if you know, but Jayce wants to think you’re going in blind.”

Seeing Rina’s concerned look, Loretta rushed to reassure her. “No, she’s not going to hurt you. I’m not going to say too much cuz it’ll make it easier for you to act like you don’t know what’s going on. But don’t worry, we’ve got plenty of kolto. Do what she asks you to, you won’t get in any trouble so don’t worry. Let me say that again: you won’t get in trouble no matter what happens, all right? She’ll tell you that too, but I want to tell you here and now. You won’t get in trouble for doing what she tells you to. So do it, but act surprised and confused when she tells you what to do. And don’t feel bad afterward k?”

“I’ll try not to. Um. When will she be here?”

“In a couple of hours. So grab a snack and relax for a while. We’ll keep you some dinner if you feel like eating when you’re done.”

Rina was reading when Fanny knocked on her door frame. She was wearing a pair of sky blue panties that just barely covered her pussy and matching high heels. Since she wasn’t wearing anything but the panties and shoes, Fanny’s huge breasts were completely uncovered. Now that she knew what to look for Rina could spot a few of the faint lines marking the sub-dermal cables that kept them perky.

“Can I come in?”

“Of course!” Rina scooted over to make room on the bed.

“I just wanted to let you know I watched you and Banpol, and I thought you did great!” Fanny took a seat on the bed and gave Rina hug. Another surge of shame and lust flashed through Rina as she realized that everyone in the harem had probably watched.

“Loretta picked an easy one for your first, but you did so great I just thought you should know. You were all over him! It was really incredible how you acted like he was the hottest man you’d ever seen and I could tell you really boosted his confidence! I’m sure that helped give him a really good orgasm!” Glancing at the lights on Rina’s collar, Fanny smiled wickedly. “And he did pretty good for you too I guess. I’m so happy for you!”

“Thanks Fanny, it means a lot to hear that. And yeah, I had a huge cum, I didn’t expect that at all. Do you come with clients very often?”

Fanny shrugged. “Not unless they finger me or lick me. I don’t come from penis in vagina sex, most Human women don’t you know. About 75% of us need direct clitoral attention to come. You’re one of the lucky 25% I guess! But I can always come by myself or whatever, and sex feels amazing even if I don’t come so its all good. For me I think it’s more important that the client have a good time. And some of them do take the time to make me come too, so that’s happy!

“Twi’lek women can almost all come from penis in vagina sex, their clits are closer to their holes. Well, you know that. You’ve been licking me and Palomita enough the past few days I’m sure you noticed her clit is lower down than mine. Just one of those things. And did you know the internal structure of a Rodian woman’s clit hugs her vagina a lot more and a lot closer than either Twi’lek women or Human women? They can all come from penis in vagina sex. Same with Nautolan women. And Devaronian women have two clits, one where we do and the other just below their vagina, isn’t that wild!”

“How do you know all that?” Rina flushed. “I mean-”

“It’s ok, I know you weren’t trying to be mean. I know it because I study a lot. I’ve got to, there’s so many different species and I can give them all pleasure better if I know more about them. I study a lot about how best to pleasure different species, if you don’t know how to do it you can’t do it, right? And everyone needs to come. I mean sure I’m pretty good at following the lead of my clients but it’s always better if you know what you’re doing and don’t have to guess, right?

“I’ve read up on acklay mating; you know Tel’Ro’s acklay is male? Well I wanted to see how to help it come, it’s been here for years without a female acklay. I mean, normally they’d try to kill each other unless she was in heat but still. That’s years it hasn’t had a chance to come. I can get the right pheromones and it’s penis isn’t too big for me so it could even use my pussy instead of using my hands or mouth or whatever. Even though acklay are really big the males have pretty small penises for their body size! Only about Human sized really. But Tel’Ro won’t let me do it. He says it’s too dangerous and even with pheromones the acklay would still probably just eat me. And I guess he’s right, but maybe we could restrain it or something? It makes me sad to think that it hasn’t come in so long.” Fanny frowned for a moment and Rina was too stunned to think of a reply. Then her frown eased. “But I get to help a lot of other beings come, so that’s good.”

“Making people come is that important to you?”

“Of course! I can’t think of anything more important. Life sucks sometimes you know? But we can all come and that helps and makes you feel good even if things are bad. So the more we can come the better it is for everyone! I wish I could help more people come, but at least Tel’Ro and Loretta let me fuck the guards and staff here. I had to work really hard to convince them to let me do it.”

Rina was saved from needing to think of an answer by her collar beeping. “Rina, Jayce is on her way, please go to room four and wait for her.”

“Good luck with Jayce! When I first met her it took me a little bit to be comfortable with what she needs, just go with it ok?” And with that cryptic advice, Fanny left.

The harem had a number of specialty rooms made up to look like a variety of places. There was an office, a dungeon, a locker room, a schoolroom, a teen aged boy’s bedroom and a teen aged girl’s bedroom. Room 4 was somewhat different from the other specialty rooms, it had a padded floor and was completely undecorated. A bed or other furniture could be made to appear on demand, but at the moment it was completely empty.

As she had been every time Rina saw her, Jayce was perfectly composed and wearing a conservative business suit. She entered without saying anything, and closed the door behind her.

“To begin with, you absolutely will not be punished for anything that happens in this room. Understand? Nothing.” Jayce paused, and waited until Rina nodded.

“Tell me Rina, do you remember when we first met?” Jayce began stripping off her clothes as she spoke, folding each item neatly and stacking them on the floor.

“Yes, ma’am. You asked Tel’Ro what he wanted to do with me.”

“I did. And then I looked you over like you were a piece of meat.” Jayce slipped out of her plain white panties, folded them in half, and stood as nude as Rina with her arms crossed behind her back. Her breasts were on the small side, smaller even than Rina’s though her posture made them stand out. Her skin was pink, and her nipples were large and a deeper pink. Like Rina her pussy was totally bald, unlike Rina her inner lips peeked out from between her outer lips. Rina was surprised to notice that she was the taller of them, though not by much. In her mind Jayce had loomed.

“I want you to think about that. About how I asked Tel’Ro if he wanted to keep you as a slave or feed you, alive and screaming I have no doubt, to his acklay. And then I want you to be totally honest with me. How did you feel then?”

“Terrified.” The answer was easy, though Rina now looked at her feet to hide her expression. Her fear of Jayce was still there, but she realized that she hated the woman as well as fearing her and didn’t trust herself to keep it off her face.

“…And how do you feel about me now?”

“Afraid.”

“I don’t think that’s all. Tell me the truth Rina, you won’t be punished for it. How do you feel about me? Do you like me?”

“No.”

Smiling and shaking her head, Jayce spoke again. “I told you, you won’t be punished no matter what happens here. Tell me the truth Rina, how do you feel about me? When you look at me what emotion is there?”

“I hate you.” Rina answered reluctantly, but then the words spilled out. “I do feel afraid when I see you. But I also feel angry when I see you, I feel hate.”

“Good.” Jayce gave a complex shudder, and her nipples stiffened. “Look at me Rina. Think about that hate.” Meeting Rina’s eyes, Jayce smiled at what she saw there and shuddered again. “Think about how I would have fed you to that monster and watched you scream while it ate you. Think about how I sent you here and how that fat slob raped you today because of that. Think about your hate and remember this: you won’t be punished for anything you do or say here.

“Yes. I can see it.” Again, Jayce shuddered. “Good. Oh good. So angry. Let that that anger flow. Now do one more thing… hit me.”

Rina blinked. Of all the things she’d expected Jayce to say that hadn’t been on the list.

Closing her eyes, Jayce moaned in anticipation. “I mean it. Hit me. Beat me. Rape me. Hurt me. Use that hate of yours to punish me, slave.”

Memories came in a rush. Don, Eric, and Jared both as they raped her and as she hurt them in revenge. The teens tormenting D4 and what she’d dreamed of doing to them. Her terror before Tel’Ro. Without thinking, Rina’s fist flashed out. She hit Jayce just above her navel, knocking the wind out of the other woman, and making her flex forward violently. With her left hand, Rina grabbed Jayce’s hair and used it to hold her head up. Another punch, stronger than the first, smashed into her face, split her lip, and made her teeth rattle. Jayce fell down, whimpering, and Rina gave her a solid kick in the ribs before grabbing her by the hair again and hauling her back to her feet.

The hot rush of rage that she’d fought against so often filled Rina and left her feeling light and strong. This time, for once, she welcomed it instead of fighting it.

She slapped Jayce, not a ladylike smack but with her full strength in an open handed blow that rattled the smaller woman’s teeth again and left her spitting blood. A back hand just as hard followed.

Diving into her hate, letting loose the stress and fear and terror and humiliation, felt almost as good as an orgasm to Rina. Hate and rage were warm, welcoming, and liberating. Her passion flowed, and Rina let it fill her with power so heady it was almost like oblivion.

Time passed red and hot and filled with screams and sobs and begging and the heavy meaty sounds of fists and feet meeting soft flesh.

She came back into control of herself noticing first pain in her hand. She was covered in a sheen of sweat and panting from exertion, her knuckles were bleeding, the skin torn in some places and bruised in others. On the floor at her feet Jayce was curled into a ball, whimpering and mewling. She was bruised, bloodied, and sobbing from the punishment Rina had dealt her. In addition to her split lip, Jayce had two black eyes and it looked as if Rina had broken her nose and maybe one of her cheekbones. Bruises on her sides hinted at broken, or at least bruised, ribs. Her tits were solid bruises and Rina remembered punching them over and over. Rina’s cunt throbbed with need, and she was startled to notice that she was hornier, wetter, than she’d ever been in her life. Her only regret was that she’d had no instruments to torment Jayce with, no paddles or straps, no whips, no electrodes.

With her right foot, Rina pushed Jayce onto her back, then squatted over her abused face, rubbing her cunt and asshole against the other woman’s lips and nose. Jayce squealed as Rina ground into her swollen, painful lips and nose. Without thinking about it, Rina grabbed a nipple in each hand and twisted hard as she humped, causing Jayce to shriek into her cunt.

Realizing that the agony would end only when Rina came, Jayce put her tongue to work, lapping frantically at Rina’s pussy, straining desperately to reach her clit. Smothered in Rina’s ass and twat, Jayce found herself getting light headed on only the occasional gasp of air she could take as Rina shifted position, and screamed into Rina’s hole when the other woman gave her nipples or clit a vicious twisting pinch.

Finally, in her fugue of pain and semi-asphyxiation Jayce couldn’t guess if it had been a few seconds or a few hours, she felt Rina shuddering in an orgasm and, eventually, Rina rolled off and lay on the floor beside her panting and twitching as the aftershocks rolled through her.

Wincing as she moved, Jayce got up and stepped back into her utilitarian white panties. “You seem intelligent, but I’m telling you anyway. Outside this room you never hint at what happens in here. You obey me without hesitation and treat me with utmost respect, understood?”

Handing Jayce her skirt, Rina nodded. “Yes, Ma’am.”

“Good. I’ll see you again in a month or two. And get with Loretta about some kolto for your knuckles.”

Rina nodded again. “Yes, Ma’am. I will.”

Without a backwards glance, Jayce left, moving stiffly. Rina couldn’t imagine being so powerful, so secure, that she’d want a slave to beat and rape her, but clearly it was something Jayce wanted, or needed maybe. Fanny was absolutely correct, everyone has their own needs and some people juggle geese.

What disturbed her wasn’t Jayce’s kink, but the ease with which she had let her passion rule her, and how good it had felt to fall into that hot redness she’d struggled to avoid for her entire life. Lost in thought, Rina did as Jayce told her and sought out Loretta for some kolto.

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