Paradise

PARADISE

Chapter 2

After crash landing in the Sonoran Desert of Arizona and establishing a peaceful community underground, Sanctuary's population had grown from 77 HydraSians to only 133 HydraSians in nearly a ten year span; which wasn't much. Taking into account the HydraSian's intense sexual activity, by comparison, a human community in the same cultural atmosphere would have likely produced at least three times as many offspring in that length of time. HydraSians, however, carefully monitored and maintained a low birth rate using advanced contraceptive technologies to prevent overpopulation in a limited living area. All of the inhabitants were in agreement with this decision.

HydraSians and humans also differed in the way their bodies developed throughout their lives. After only two months following conception, a HydraSian infant would be born, reach "human adolescence" between five to six years and become an adult, both in body and mind, by the human age of ten. After such rapid growth in such a relatively short period, a human biologist would be astonished to learn that the aging process for a Hydrasian would then slow dramatically after arriving at adulthood. Most HydraSians, in fact, were well known to live between 100 and 120 human years.

With that said, Zahkra, Fayne and Ulla were becoming bored with the lack of variety within Sanctuary's underground denizens. The HydraSian females wanted something more.

Zahkra was a tall, intimidating brunette with a muscular yet feminine physique. Her striking pale blue eyes caught the attention of many. She enjoyed dominating, both in debate and in sexual bouts, whether it was with males or females. In her mind, they had to submit to her strength of will or suffer, deliciously. Her perfectly tanned, flawless body and self confidence made her one of the more enviable inhabitants of Sanctuary. Others, however, regarded Zahkra as an unyielding bitch.

During this particular session, Zahkra had her two submissive friends, Fayne and Ulla, on their hands and knees, facing in opposite directions. The dong had already been in their pussies for a half hour. "Closer," Zahkra demanded. Fayne and Ulla drew their well oiled asses closer together, sinking the fat double dong vibrator deeper into their pussies. Fayne, a trim, pony tailed blonde was cringing, gritting her teeth. Poor Ulla, a true masochist, was feeling the pain but giggling nevertheless. Zahkra laughed at this response and asked, "Enjoying yourself, Little One?" Ulla's pale skin glimmered beneath the stark ceiling light fixtures. Grabbing a handful of Ulla's long auburn hair, Zahkra leaned toward Ulla's ear and whispered, "I drink in your torment as if it were sweet, sweet nectar." Zahkra allowed the huge vibrator to quake and squirm inside their tortured cunts, without the aid of her hand, so she could reach out to give one of Ulla's nipples a cruel twist. Ulla yelped and almost passed out.

Satisfied, Zahkra again took control of the vibrator. Fayne had already had multiple orgasms. The puddles of cunt secretions were expanding on the hard cold floor. Zahkra decided to have more fun with her girls by sliding the thick dong's rhythm button up another notch. This simple step caused the menacing device to gyrate and pulse at an even greater speed. Fayne grabbed hold of the near bedpost and cried, "Aaaa-aaaoooo!" Froth bubbled forth from her jaws as she succumbed to mind melting waves of orgasm. With eyes rolling up inside her head, Fayne collapsed on the floor, tearing the foot long vibrator out of her severely abused snatch. It made an audible popping noise when it came out. A small stream of blood and pussy juice followed the vibrator's exit, mixing in with the other puddles on the marble floor.

Zahkra quickly took the end of the massive red dong and pushed it further into Ulla's mushy vagina. Ulla's head was still spinning when Zahkra suddenly reached around and pinched her fat little clit. Ulla trembled and came hard, spilling her slippery juices all over the floor. She was begging now, but she was not sure what she was begging for. Ulla forced her wrecked cunt to swallow more of the devilish device. Zahkra rubbed, between forefinger and thumb, the pretty young woman's fragile love button with increasing vigor. The string of orgasms Ulla experienced lasted nearly five minutes. Finally, Zahkra released Ulla's bruised clitoris and pushed more of the dong inside her until Ulla lost consciousness and slammed head first into the floor.

Acknowledging that her girls were done for the day, Zahkra promptly got up. Placing her hands on her hips, the dominant HydraSian used her foot to drag the jerky snake like toy out of Ulla's gaping gash. The toy threw pussy juice in every direction until Zahkra picked the thing up and turned it off.

"You know what we need, girls?" asked Zahkra.

Fayne slowly turned her head, attempting to focus. She garbled a reply but it was entirely incomprehensible. Ulla was still gone from this world. She was barely breathing, in fact.

Zahkra answered herself, "Fresh meat."

Rarely did any of Sanctuary's inhabitants venture out of their underground dwelling. It had been Master's and the council's advice to make as few noncommissioned outings as possible during a year's time in order to avoid notice from outside authorities. This was understood by almost all the HydraSians in the community. They weren't prisoners, by any means, but most abided by the lenient regulation.

Zahkra, however, never played strictly by the rules. And she never understood this soft regulation. She often argued with council to allow more leisure outings within a year's period. It had been six months since she asked to leave the habitation and had been given permission to do so during that time.

Master, high spiritual leader for Sanctuary, was lying on his back in bed, naked, when Zahkra walked into his bedroom. Master was mildly shocked to see her enter but greeted her with genuine warmth.

"Zahkra," the cheerful man voiced, "haven't had a personal visit from you for a long while."

Taking a strategic position on the bed, between his upwardly bent legs, Zahkra intoned, "I know. I just thought maybe you were angry with me." She smiled and then continued, "I thought you wouldn't want to be near me since our last quarrel." The scantily clad seductress slid closer to him, inches away from his crotch.

Master related, "Ah, I'm over that. That's history."

"Good," Zahkra replied, before bending down to lick the head of his cock.

Master inquired, "What do you want?" He was already hard and getting harder. Zahkra didn't answer at first. She was busy sucking the unusually large fleshy knob that was the pinnacle of his thick meat pole. Her tongue lingered and dug into his pee hole, searching for pre-cum. Master groaned and spread his legs further apart, allowing her ample space to feast on his throbbing penis. Master knew well her reputation as an expert cock sucker.

Then she suddenly withdrew, wiping the saliva from her mouth.

"Would you mind if the girls and I took an outing for the day?" asked Zahkra.

Raising his hand and gently stroking the bold, tan woman's dark curly hair, Master stated, "It has been awhile." Then he added, "Its fine with me. Just try not to be out any longer than a couple hours. We've avoided suspicion for ten years. It would be hazardous for all of us if our paradise was detected."

Zahkra nodded, in agreement and bent down to continue sucking Master's meaty organ until he finally spilled his precious seed down her throat.

The four door truck came rambling out and up from the camouflaged doors of one of Sanctuary's entrances. Instantly, the sunshine hit them full force. Shielding their eyes, they emitted sounds of anguish, not prepared for the blinding light. Zahkra, Fayne and Ulla eventually adjusted and gratefully, were able to completely open their eyes, gazing at the full range of what the desert scene had to offer.

Zahkra's plan was to speed toward the nearest town, in search of "fresh meat". After minutes of passing Saguaro cacti, massive rocks and a variety of bush, Zahkra suddenly stopped her truck.

Fayne asked, "What's up, Zahkra?"

"Yeah," said Ulla, "Why are we just sitting here?"

Zahkra pointed, smiling and simply stated, "Look. Our fresh meat."

Fayne and Ulla gazed where she was pointing and saw what appeared to be a young man, standing and looking down at his all terrain vehicle, just beyond a ridge. Zahkra grabbed hold of Fayne's arm and chuckled before saying, "I bet he needs our help." The girls giggled and were feeling a familiar dampness in their panties.

After coming to a stop next to the man's 2004 Honda Sportrax ATV, Zahkra and the girls asked if he needed any assistance. The helpless rider surveyed the desert wilderness and couldn't believe his predicament. He explained he had run out of gas and didn't know where his buddies were.

Fayne reached out and took the young rider by the hand, introducing herself, "My name is Fayne." The man momentarily took his eyes off Fayne's scrumptious cleavage and nervously said, "My name is David." Zahkra and Ulla introduced themselves, as well.

Zahkra asked, "What happened?"

David explained, "Me and my buddies were driving all around, to the north of here…." Pausing, David glanced over and noticed Ulla's nipples poking through her halter top. Ulla winked at him. Embarrassed and stimulated, David felt his penis begin to swell. He continued, "At least I think we were north of here. Anyway, I kind of got separated from them and eventually came this way. I've been riding all day. Got lost and ran out of gas. I figured they would have found me by now."

Zahkra offered, "Well, David, we can take you back to our place. It's not far from here. We'll get your vehicle hitched to the back of the truck and take you there, get your tank filled and have you on your way again. Or we can drive you back to town, but first, you look like you could eat something."

Zahkra grinned, knowing exactly what the young rider could eat first.

As David pondered what he should do, Ulla nonchalantly walked behind David, casually pulled a small tranquilizer gun from the back of her shorts and shot him in the ass. The three mischievous HydraSians then commenced to hitch the ATV to the back of the truck. Completing that task, they loaded their captive in the truck cab and made the journey back to Sanctuary. Mission accomplished.

The captive, strapped and bound in the bed, was a twenty-something male with a burr haircut. His short stature and thin body made him appear even more helpless than he already was. His name was David and he was slowly regaining consciousness. The girls had stripped off his clothes earlier. His legs were pulled apart with tethers tied to opposing rails. Now, they were enjoying rubbing flavored oils on his chest, genitals and buttocks. The oils produced the added benefit of creating a warm sensation on skin when applied liberally, in which they were.

"Oh, I think he likes it," observed Fayne, as David's penis stiffened.

Zahkra brought over a needled syringe and announced, full of glee, "He will especially appreciate this."

Ulla pulled David's penis over to the side as Zahkra pierced the base of his penis with the needle. David winced. His eyelids fluttered. He opened his eyes, fully aware of his surroundings. He demanded to know where he was and why they were doing what they were doing to him. All the normal questions one would ask in such a situation. When David glanced over at the tray of peculiar devices and instruments to his right, he begged to be released.

Zahkra put the syringe back in the tray and while taking off her robe, showing off her size 36D breasts, she began explicating everything she thought he should know, for the time being.

"David, you are a guest in our home. As a guest in our home, you will follow our rules. Noncompliance to our demands will be rewarded with pain and possible death. The chemicals I have just injected into your body will better enable you to comply. One ingredient of this compound will cause your scrotum to bloat considerably and force fifty times the sperm production you would normally create. Another delightful chemical will make your handsome cock erect for 4 to 5 hours. Yet another, will keep your heart rate stable and prohibit it from bursting in your chest as we do what pleases us with your body."

David shouted, angrily, "Just let me go! My friends are looking for me!'

Zahkra assured her "guest", saying, "I've checked the surveillance monitors. Your friends have left. And you are…. Fresh Meat."

Confused, horrified, David's eyes began tearing up. With fists jerking, he exclaimed, "You bitches better let me go or I'm going to kill your fucking asses!"

Fayne pinched David's tit and said, "Potty mouth."

As Fayne and Ulla undressed, Zahkra explained, "Since I know you are thirsty from being in the desert for so long, you shall allow me to be the perfect hostess and straddle your face as you drink in my essence. Failure to do so will result in me cutting off your dick."

Zahkra promptly got onto the bed and hovered her shaved, tantalizing cunt over his face. David smelled her sweet pussy and was aroused, despite being restrained against his will. The voluptuous woman lowered until her cunt lips were pressing against his mouth. After hesitating for a few seconds, David's tongue flickered against her cherry red clit. He licked and licked on her tasty clit, hearing soft moans from his captor. Minutes of this went by until David dove into her cunt, licking and exploring the inner walls of her womb, relishing the thick warm liquid that was released onto his palate. More and more tongue lashing ensued while Zahkra moaned. A gush of womanly cum filled David's hungry mouth. David drank deeply and began to suck down all the juice her quivering pussy gave out. Then David suddenly drew hard on her blood engorged clit. Zahkra cried out. The strong orgasm caused her to arch her back and sputter pussy juice out like a geyser.

After Zahkra had given David all the juice she had, she lifted herself off the bed and patted David on his stubbly head. The girls then tended to David's throbbing meat pole, attaching the metal cock ring and ball separator, accordingly, prohibiting any ejaculation. The pressure between his enlarged testicles caused the young rider to sob a bit while the girls made their adjustments with his huge scrotal sac. He begged to be allowed to cum. Three point two ounces of jizz was stored up in his bloated nut bag, already.

David looked adoringly at Ulla's tight, slender body. Her pert, full breasts bounced slightly and swayed as she got onto the bed and slowly sunk down on his steely manhood. Her beautiful brown eyes and matching smooth auburn hair made him smile slightly, despite his situation. As a matter of fact, he was beginning to enjoy his torment. Ulla winked at him, as she had done before, in the desert. This time, though, he felt no embarrassment.

Ulla rose. Then fell. She rose up again. Then fell. Each stroke his cock took into her lubricating vagina created thousands more spermatozoa in his fat cum sac. Her vaginal muscles clenched onto the base of his skin flute and kept their hold as she slid up and down. Moving forward a bit, she impaled her herself at an angle so his bulbous cock head was smashing against her ultra sensitive G spot. Repeatedly, she went at his cock at this angle until wave after wave of orgasmic spasms hit her. She shuddered and whimpered, forcing her cunt to take all his meat again and again.

More than an hour of Ulla's ride passed. When she finally got off, Zahkra took her turn and furiously rode David with such gusto; he thought she'd rip his dick off. While Zahkra bounced up and down, Fayne happily pushed a bent anal probe into his ass, pressed a button on the wand part of it and listened to the thick, long probe hum to life. Soon, it was vibrating maddeningly, as Fayne pulled the probe in and out of David's asshole. Zahkra's cunt muscles seized on David's turgid ten inch meat log, wrapping it tightly, while rocking up and down. Suffering and experiencing joy, simultaneously, David hollered and shook like a rabid monkey.

After Fayne took her ride on David, another hour had passed. The HydraSian's guest was in terrible pain. His scrotal sac had blown up to cantaloupe sized proportions. His dick was a dark red in color and becoming calloused. David was delirious, spit dribbling from the corners of his mouth.

The moment David had been waiting anxiously for had finally arrived. All three of his captors got onto the king size bed. Carefully, Zahkra unsnapped the small latches of his cock ring and ball separator. Immediately, the females, using their mouths only, began sucking different areas of his tortured meat pole. Sucking and slurping. Sucking and slurping. On and on. Their mouths grappled his fat, apple sized cock head and suctioned off it with all their might until great geysers of plentiful jizz filled their hungry mouths. They were sucking and draining David's bloated bag like vampires. They, in fact, needed his "essence" in order to live. David, overjoyed, pumped his hips erratically, thrusting his cock forward, helping to feed the vampire aliens. The women of Sanctuary continued eating every rocketing shot of cum until the very last drop of sperm was siphoned out of his balls. Content and spent, David passed out.

In Master's bedroom, off Corridor B, Master's personal assistants, Val and Gina were stepping into the spiritual leader's jacuzzi. As soon as the beautiful young ladies had settled into the burbling water, Master kissed each of them on the mouth. Master gazed lovingly at Val's pale, creamy breasts and looked up to compliment her on the job she performed during the virgin Anjee's Grand Initiation Ceremony. Master turned to Gina and complimented her, as well, regarding her performance that night.

Without a word being spoken, both girls bent down to lick and suck Master's waiting cock.

Beep

Beep

Beep

Beep

The intercom went off, interrupting Val and Gina's mealtime. Master reached and pressed a button on the intercom. He recognized the voice. It was Dr. Grokmor.

Master, you mentioned before that you wished to be alerted when the egg was ready to hatch. Whatever is in there should emerge in approximately 10 minutes or less. The shell is nearly transparent and the creature inside is moving about.

Master answered, "I'll be there. Don't worry."

There wasn't much time. Master quickly stood up in the jacuzzi and began stroking his meat pole, furiously. The girls were ready, mouths wide open. His ejaculate was vital to their health. Abruptly, Master let out a long sigh, spurting fresh man cream into Val and Gina's mouths. Their heads moved in unison, determined not to let one drop spill into the heated water.

After the girls were satiated, Master got out of the big tub, got dressed and ran down to Dr. Grokmor's laboratory. He made it just before the creature tore and ate through it's shell.

Dr. Grokmor had touches of gray scattered about in his hair. He was a tall and hefty HydraSian that had made it to eighty nine, in human years. Grokmor was known to be a sarcastic, yet highly intelligent scientist that had little patience when it came to "stupid" questions. Concerning his sexual nature, he preferred the intimate act to be a hasty and painless endeavor.

In Grokmor's busy laboratory, Master and the scientist were looking down into the glass case, intently watching the birth of something. Something that Master would have trouble describing to Lord Mardee in the future.

Grokmor was tapping data into his hand held computer when Master inquired, "Where was this egg picked up?" then he added, "I forget."

Grumbling a bit, Grokmor ceased feeding info into his computer and answered, "In the last star system we were studying before entering the one we're in now. Damn, you were there. You were one of the first to see the egg. My assistant found it, originally, beneath a small pile of rocks on planet Olapp, sector 3.3. A few minutes later and he was handing it to you. You seemed really interested in it at the time and told me to keep you informed, it case it hatched."

Grokmor threw up his hands, as if he had just come to a great revelation, gruffly saying, "And wa-la, here we are now!"

"Gee," Master returned, "You'll have to forgive me. That was a little over ten years ago. I'm surprised it has taken this long for it to come out of it's shell."

"Yeah, me too."

Seconds passed and the creature began squirming from the remnants of the strange purplish egg. The egg had been twelve inches in diameter. The creature that was emerging was six inches in length. There was some sort of yellow goo inside the egg. Grokmor thought it might have been what the creature had nourished itself from during it's long gestation period. The creature was dark green, with writhing tentacles and covered with perforated bumps and ridges. It's unusually large black eyes seemed to take as much interest in the two beings above it as they were of it.

Grokmor raised an eyebrow and said, "Ugly motherfucker."

The thing's head jerked toward the scientist, attempting to register the noise it had heard.

Master asked, "What are those things on the end of its tentacles?"

Grokmor peered closely at the creature and stated, simply, "Looks like suction cups."

Lord Mardee was in the Surveillance Area, checking to see if they were any curious outsiders close by. Rubbing his goatee, looking at the monitors, he was mildly curious if Zahkra and the girls had come back from their outing. He checked the back tapes and found that there was 45 minutes missing from one of them.

"That's weird," he said to himself.

Suspicious, Mardee decided to pay a visit to Zackra's quarters to find out if she knew why a part of the tape had been erased. Maybe she didn't want anyone to know what they had been up to during their absence from Sanctuary, he concluded.

The long haired Lord of Sanctuary came to the door and could hear giggling, followed by moaning. Then he heard a male voice saying, "Yeah, bitch, take it." There was a pause, then he heard Ulla cry out, "Give it to me hard, David."

That's odd, he thought, there was no "David" in Sanctuary's population. Instead of knocking, Mardee promptly opened the door and saw a human male thrusting away at Ulla's ass while Zahkra and Fayne were eating each other out on the bed.

Outraged, Lord Mardee shouted, "Who the fuck is this?!"

Startled, Zahkra answered, "Just…. A friend in need."

She laughed at her comment. Lord Mardee was not amused. He walked toward David and got a close look at his face. David smiled and said, "Hey, would you mind? Kinda busy here, ya know?"

Mardee turned his attention to Zahkra and Fayne.

"You know you broke the most important rule we have here! No outsiders! When the authorities come searching for him, they'll bring hell down upon us all!

Zahkra said, "I apologize. It's just that we haven't had any "fresh meat" around here for so long." She gave David a wink. She looked back at Lord Mardee and said, "Give me a minute. I'll get dressed and go to Master and the council, explaining my actions."

Mardee waited until she went into another room. When she came back, she was holding the same tranquilizer gun Ulla had used on David earlier. Before the Lord had a chance to move, Zahkra shot him, causing him to fall like a bag of rotten potatoes.

Fayne said, "Let's lock him in the closet."

Zahkra shook her head, thinking. "No. Something better. We'll take his ass to our private Extraction Cubicle and milk him for all he's worth."

All of them laughed, heartily, including David, although he hadn't a clue what an Extraction Cubicle was. Minutes later, he found out when he helped carry Lord Mardee into it.

When Lord Mardee regained consciousness, he found himself expertly strapped and bound to a chair. The room he was in was pitch black. He tried screaming but his mouth was duct taped. Worse yet, he was naked and a tube was encircled around the head of his cock. And then there was the pain he felt at the base of his cock. A needled syringe full of goodies had been inserted at that point. Suddenly, he heard the whirring of a machine starting. Oh shit, he thought, I know where I am. And he knew what kind of machine had been attached to his dick, too.

But what he did not know was…. that it had been set for two quarts.