Kinky Space Vixen, page 9
“If you found it in your heart to spare my friends,” said Aevie uncertainly. “I really would be most grateful.”
“It is strange,” said the Emperor contemplatively. “That throughout the course of your little stay here you have found yourself distinctly un-fucked. Or at least by myself.”
“If I fuck you,” said Aevie, swallowing hard. “You will let my friends go?”
The Emperor considered for a moment. “I shall,” he said at last.
Aevie undressed slowly and uncertainly whilst the Emperor did likewise. He was big, there was no denying that, but with no effort made to please her his cock was simply uncomfortable inside her. When Aevie gasped and cried out it was from pain as opposed to any sort of genuine pleasure. She was surprised at how passionless sex could be when between two people who couldn’t care less about one another. He gripped her breast greedily and squeezed too tight as he selfishly pleasured himself inside her and it was a relief when she felt him climax inside her.
“You didn’t even pretend to come,” snarled the Emperor afterwards.
Aevie resisted the temptation to tell him it would have taken a far better actress than her to have given a creditable performance of climaxing based upon the fuck he had just given her. “I came quietly, Excellency,” she said defensively.
“Whatever,” said the Emperor uncaringly. “I just hope your two friends come quietly when I have them killed tomorrow.”
Aevie spun around. “But you said you’d spare them!” She exclaimed in astonishment. “I fucked you, just as I said I would and in return you said you would spare them!”
“Really?” Replied the Emperor vaguely. “I don’t think so. I suggest you must have selective memory my dear girl.”
“You tricked me into fucking you,” breathed Aevie furiously. “You raped me!”
The Emperor threw back his head and laughed aloud. “I hardly think you could call it that,” he scoffed. “You rode on top of me, remember?”
“I would never have consented had I known you were going to lie to me,” retorted Aevie.
“But you did consent,” sneered the Emperor. “And you cannot now unconsent now I have spunked my cock inside you.” He laughed aloud. “You’re quite uppity for a slave, aren’t you Aevie?” He said maliciously. “I think I shall fuck you in the ass tomorrow, and your slutty little girlfriend too. Go back with that thought and decide between you who wants to go first.”
Aevie went bright red in the face but she knew there was no point in throwing her life away with a furious retort. Instead she turned around and stomped off down the corridor back to her quarters, muttering a multitude of oaths under her breath.
Night had fallen over the capital. Joe and Dragontooth crouched down low and waded through the moat before scrambling up the steep bank to reach the palace walls. There they stopped a moment to catch their breath before Dragontooth started fumbling around for a foothold. “Here,” she said at last. “I can clamber up but from what I remember of your attempts at the wall you do not possess the same dexterity. Wait here. I shall throw the rope down for you when I have reached the top.”
Joe waited impatiently as Dragontooth scaled the walls like a cat. It seemed like an age but the rope finally dropped down from above and he scrambled up it as best he could until they were on the battlements of the palace. They crouched down low and sneaked inside, climbing down the stairs and emerging on to a richly carpeted floor. The tapestries worked to their advantage for there were so many to hide behind. Footsteps came up the corridor and they ducked down. A lone guard appeared. Dragontooth emerged quickly and delivered a devastating right hook to the man’s jaw, causing him to fall back. Joe dragged him up by the scruff of the neck and slapped him back into consciousness. “Where is the harem?” He demanded icily.
“Through the main corridor just to the right of the Emperor’s chamber,” replied the terrified guard. “Now please, you said you wouldn’t…”
“Can it, asshole,” ordered Dragontooth, stepping back on her heels and bringing down a vicious punch to the guard’s jaw which would render him unconscious for the remainder of the night.
The two of them crept quietly into the harem and looked around. The communal area was deserted. They crept from one cubicle to the other, peering inside.
Aevie was still up, too restless to sleep. She was devastated at the Emperor’s violation of her and more furious than she had ever been. At first she did not recognise the voice whispering to her in the darkness. “Who is it?” She demanded. “If you think you’re going to drag me back to that bastard for another second you’ve got another think coming. I should rather die, you hear me?”
The figure stepped out of the shadows. “Joe!” Exclaimed Aevie, her mouth dropping open. For a moment she was rooted to the spot, too stunned to move. Then, at once, her passion overwhelmed her. She rushed forwards, leaping up at him and wrapping her legs around his waist, kissing him and scouring her fingers through his hair for all she was worth. “I had to fuck other people, Joe,” said Aevie worriedly. “I had no choice I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t worry,” replied Joe. “I had to do the same. But we can talk about this later, Aevie. Right now we have to go.” He carried her outside in his arms as she happily kissed and nuzzled his neck. “This is Dragontooth.”
“Hi,” said Aevie, looking her up and down and then back to Joe again. “Well if you’ve been fucking her I forgive you already.”
The introductions over Joe set Aevie down and the three of them prepared to depart. “There’s something I have to do first, sweetie,” said Aevie. “Something that only I can do. I need you to take Suza and go and find my two friends. They’re locked up in the dungeons somewhere but if you made it this far here you shouldn’t have any problem down there. We’ll meet back in the Emperor’s chamber in half an hour.”
“But won’t the Emperor be there?” Asked Joe in confusion.
“You don’t know what I’ve got planned,” laughed Aevie. She reached her arms over his neck to kiss him.
The Emperor had bound Rhonda’s hands to the bed and now moved on top to fuck her, inserting himself inside her hard and without thought to her pleasure. Rhonda liked it rough and she cried out with genuine joy as he entered her. He fucked her hard and frantically, as a matter of urgency. Rhonda cried out and gripped the Emperor in her legs, pulling him in and out of her as best she was able. The Emperor cried out as he came whilst Rhonda was agonisingly close to climax herself. The Emperor made to untie her but stopped when a shadow fell across the bed. “I thought I would at least give you the opportunity to finish,” said Aevie maliciously. “It was your last fuck, by the way, so I hope it was worth it.”
“Well, well, well,” said the Emperor maliciously. “If it isn’t the headstrong little whore. You’ve done it now you fucking bitch. I was hoping you would stick around to watch your friends getting fed to my dogs. In the end it looks as though it is you who will be providing the appetiser. He rose out of bed and drew breath, preparing to call the guards. Quick as a flash Aevie whipped out a wicked looking long bladed knife which she had been concealing behind her back. The Emperor’s call was lost in his throat. “You rapist piece of shit,” spat Aevie. “Even if you didn’t rape me you still did things to girls without their consent. Why you were going to force Suza to take it in the ass. You fucked her so many times and she never wanted to fuck you once. Well no more, you hear me? It is time to make this right, boy!” Aevie raised the machete and scythed it through the air in a sideways motion towards the Emperor’s crotch, cutting through his cock and separating it from the rest of his body in a clean sweep, right to the stem. The Emperor cried out and fell back in horror whilst Rhonda also screamed as a spurt of blood covered her face and naked body. Aevie reached down and seized a hold of his once magnificent manhood, holding it aloft triumphantly. “You still want his cock, Rhonda?” Demanded Aevie, brandishing the severed phallus over her head and bringing it down upon Rhonda’s prone body over and over again like it was a whip.
“You fucking cunt!” Screamed Rhonda furiously.
“Give it back!” yelled The Emperor, bending over and trying to flow the bleeding with one hand whilst the other reached out in a bid to snatch back his severed cock which Aevie now brandished before him. But Aevie was too quick for him and the Emperor was already weak from blood loss. She danced towards the trapdoors and flung them open. “Should I give it back?” Mused Aevie. “Or should I perhaps give your little doggies a bone?”
“No!” Screamed the Emperor, reaching out and stumbling forwards. But it was too late. Aevie tossed his stricken penis into the pit with a casual flick of her hands and it fell to the floor to be quickly devoured by the stricken hounds. The Emperor now lurched forwards in anguish. Aevie decided to seize her chance. She charged forwards and rammed her full force into the Emperor who toppled back and fell freely backwards into the dog pit. He cried out and clawed at the walls but it was to no avail. The hounds were upon him in an instant, devouring his flesh as they had devoured his manhood but a few seconds before. Aevie stood over and watched as he was ripped apart, smiling with malice. Soon all that remained of him was a mass of blood and bone. Aevie pulled the trapdoor of the dog pit closed and turned her attentions towards Rhonda, looming over her and regarding her furiously. “You fucking bitch,” she hissed maliciously. “You fucking traitor to your own sex. You’re a fucking enabler, that’s what you are.”
“You’re a tiresome little cunt,” spat Rhonda maliciously. “Come on then, kill me and get it over with. What are you waiting for?”
“No,” whispered Aevie, slowly shaking her head. “I want you to suffer. I want you to live to see everything you’ve ever worked for taken down and destroyed before your very eyes.”
“Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” Yelled Rhonda furiously. “A thousand year old line, eradicated! All because you thought yourself too good to be what you really are at heart.”
“Don’t go judging people by your own standards, Rhonda,” sneered Aevie. “He was a rapist pig and a no good exploiter of women. He got exactly what he deserved.” Aevie untied her with one hand whilst keeping the knife pressed to her throat the entire time. Rhonda regarded her like a wary tiger.
“Where is my locket?” Demanded Aevie dangerously.
“In my chamber downstairs with all of the rest of the useless trinkets,” spat Rhonda.
Aevie looked at the great clock hanging over the throne. She had just enough time to slip down to Rhonda’s quarters, retrieve the locket and get back before she had to meet the others. She led Rhonda to a storage cupboard and prepared to lock her inside. She threw Rhonda her clothes. “You can stay here until the guards find you,” she said bitterly. “I have had enough of killing for one day. I just hope that one day you will see the error of her ways.”
“I shall get you,” said Rhonda maliciously. “Even if I have to travel across the entire galaxy. You should kill me, you know that? Let me live and I shall never stop pursuing you.”
“Give it up, Rhonda,” snapped Aevie. “For now I’m prepared to accept you’re just a puppet. Spend a few hours in this room to simmer down and come out ready to start again. There are going to be big changes on this planet. Your little empire is finished. It is time for freedom, not slavery.”
“You will always be a slave,” retorted Rhonda. “You will always be worthless.”
“I want you to spread the word, Rhonda,” said Aevie with a malicious smile. “I want you to tell everyone what happened to the Emperor and I want the story to be passed down through the generations as a cautionary tale of what happens to those who disrespect the choices of women.”
Dragontooth killed like lightening, completely without remorse. It was all Joe could do to stand and stare. Afterwards they dragged the guard’s body back behind the tapestries, hoping he wasn’t missed before their work was through. Dragontooth whirled and danced around, spinning on her heels. Joe and Suza watched in astonishment as her blades cut down two guards where they stood.
“We need to make haste,” said Joe. “I don’t quite know what Aevie has been planning but it wouldn’t surprise me in the least if it brings the entire planetary guard down upon this palace.”
They hurried towards the chamber and almost collided with a figure hurrying away in the opposite direction.
“Yasimia!” Exclaimed Suza gleefully. “What a pleasant surprise.”
“Please!” Stammered Yasimia. “I had nothing to do with this. I heard a noise, was going to see what all the fuss was about. When I got it… Oh hell!”
“Don’t worry sweetie,” smiled Suza. “Your death will be quick and painless. You won’t even know about it.” Quick as a flash Suza produced the knife and pulled Yasimia on top of it, the blade entering the very centre of her heart. Yasimia’s eyes widened and she fell back, dead before she had even hit the ground.
They charged into the dungeons, completely overwhelming the lone guard on sentry and pinning him to the wall.
“Open this door,” ordered Dragontooth harshly.
“I can’t,” stammered the guard. “You might as well kill me. Nothing you could do to me would be worse than the penalty I would get for opening the door.”
Dragontooth raised the sword and removed the guard’s hand with a single stroke. The guard cried out loudly only to be silenced a moment later by a vicious knockout punch from Dragontooth. She bent over and disentangled the keys from his severed limb. “There,” she said calmly. “So now the choice has been made for you.”
The waiting was the hardest part. Now Wandoria had lost hope she was no longer afraid of death. If she wept at all it was for her people. Had it not been for the impeding fate of her village Wandoria would have welcomed death with a smile on her face. In the cell next door Rogerus waited solemnly for death. He blamed himself for what had happened to Wandoria yet was not in the least afraid for himself. They both gave a start when footsteps sounded on the cobbled floor. Surely the time had not come just yet?
Meanwhile in her makeshift cell Rhonda changed quickly then reached into the pocket of her gown to produce the skeleton key that opened all the doors in the palace. She slipped it into the lock and turned it slowly. “Oh Aevie you silly little bitch,” she murmured maliciously. “What a fool you were that you failed to kill me when you had the chance.”
Aevie quickly retrieved her locket from the communal quarters of the harem and raced upstairs again back to the throne room. The others were not yet there. She hoped they had not gotten themselves lost. She turned, too late, to see the cupboard door open and the very next second she became aware of a blur at the corner of her vision and Rhonda leapt upon her, knocking her to the floor and trying desperately to pin her to the ground. Aevie fought back hard, kicking out and scratching with all her might. Her fingers clawed upwards to Rhonda’s face and dug hard into her eye sockets. Rhonda cried out and fell back. Aevie leapt to her her feet, determined to seize back the advantage. She rushed over and kicked Rhonda hard in the ribs, causing her to cry out. But just as she was withdrawing her foot to stick the boot in once more Rhonda turned and seized a hold of Aevie’s leg. Aevie struggled to break free and seized a hold of Rhonda’s hair but her rival held on tight, scrambling to her feet and toppling her off balance, sending Aevie staggering back towards the open window. Rhonda charged forwards with her head down, ramming Aevie with the force of a battering ram and sending her flying out of the window. Aevie reached forwards. One hand managed to seize hold of the window frame whilst the other hooked around Rhonda’s tunic. “You’re finished now bitch!” Exclaimed Rhonda gleefully as she pummelled Aevie’s hand with all her might in a bid to send her flying. Aevie looked down. The drop was a long one but she could see a large patch of mud from where the moat had partially dried. A fall would not be fatal but it would certainly give Rhonda the time to alert the guards who would then surely dash round and make an end of her. As Aevie saw it there was but one option left open to her. She pulled herself up as best she could, lifted her hand from the window and brought it up to seize hold of Rhonda’s hair, at the same time kicking back on the palace stonework with all her might to lift her rival up and send the two of them flying to the ground together. Aevie was up on her feet straight away, determined to gain the upper hand and finish Rhonda off for good. However her rival was just as sprightly and the two locked hands and began to wrestle with all their might. They tore at one another’s clothes, scratched and spat and threw punches. Rhonda had the strength, Aevie the speed. For a long time neither was able to gain the upper hand. “Give it up, Rhonda,” warned Aevie dangerously. “The Emperor is dead and your cause lost without hope. Slink off back into the shadows where you belong.”
“I think not,” sneered Rhonda maliciously. “We have unfinished business you and I. Yes, the Emperor may be dead but his spirit must be avenged. And besides, I could not stand the thought of a nasty little guttersnipe as yourself living a moment longer than necessary.”
Aevie threw another punch but Rhonda was able to dodge out of the way. Aevie staggered forwards and Rhonda let fly with a vicious punch to her rival’s chest which was enough to send her sprawling back into the mud. Rhonda was upon Aevie in a second. She forced Aevie’s head into the mud and pushed down, trying to choke and drown her at the same time. She thrust forwards then turned and sat down heavily upon Aevie’s face. Darkness enveloped Aevie as Rhonda’s legs crushed around face. Aevie reached out and clawed at Rhonda’s ass with her fingernails and she could have sworn she heard her enemy crying out in ecstasy. “Oh Aevie!” Cried Rhonda. “My vanquishing of you is making me so fucking wet! Why I would wager the last thing you will ever feel is the sensation of my squirting all over your face!”
Hatred overcame her. Aevie was determined that if she were to die today she would be taking Rhonda with her. Aevie dug her feet into the mud and kicked off as best she could, using the wet mud to slide her body. The movement relaxed Rhonda’s grip on her head for a fraction of a second. It was all Aevie needed. She twisted, ducked and turned out of her rival’s deadly embrace and rose up again. She rushed forwards and launched herself at Rhonda, leaping high in the air and smashing her crotch squarely into Rhonda’s face, enveloping her with her legs at the same time. In the same moment she propelled her body sideways and thrust with all her might, using the impact with the gang-mistress’s face as leverage. There came a sickening crack as Rhonda’s neck snapped. She fell to the floor, twitching obscenely as Aevie climbed slowly off her and brushed herself down as best she were able.
