DRss: The Order of the Lords' Maidens

Story by Pulse

Kinks: DG/DG, dirty talking, rimming, heavy cumloads

Captain Dena Avellona lifted her shining black leather heeled boots and rested her heels on the wood-topped desk before her, her legs spread as much as she could manage considering the bare metal arms of her chair. Her face was beautiful, crafted as if by a goddess, a slender nose and almond eyes that suggested the exotic, full lips painted blue to denote that she was of the privileged class of Copulans, shimmering with saliva. Brown hair was cropped short, hanging only around her ears, shining and well cared-for. She wore the pure white dress uniform of the Copulus Space Navy, a neat combination cap was settled atop her head, a double-breasted suit that was fitted in the front for her mountainous pair, and knee-length skirt that was, at the moment, hiked up around her waist, baring her creamy, lush thighs. Between them was a pillar of lewdness, eighteen inches of steel-stiff officer-cock, twitching lightly with every passing second, every breath of air that washed over it. It was laced with fat veins that seemed to scream virility. Her hands were thrust between her thighs because there was a girl down there, a cadet with black hair and a disgustingly lovely face, and Captain Avellona was using that face to mop up her asshole.

"You like my balls riding on your forehead, cadet?" Captain Avellona sneered, referring to the softball-sized pair of sweaty, cum-swollen balls that the lovely cadet wore like a tiara. The cadet's muffled mumblings made her lips work gloriously around the captain's sphincter. The cadet inhaled the nasty musk of the captain's ass and, to her dismay, her mouth was filling with drool. Whereas both of her hands had been supporting the captain's huge, super-fuckable ass, the cadet was using one to stroke her own throbbing, eight-inch girlprong, even as she pushed her tongue between those plush asscheeks and grinded her tongue against that disgustingly sweaty asshole. She was smothered, taking only short, pungent inhalations as she did her best to serve the captain. This was the only way that the captain's asshole got clean and it was important. The cadet repeated this to herself as she shuddered all over and blew dozens of full, sticky ropes of pearly fuckbutter out onto the floor.

Captain Avellona arched her back, moaning throatily as she rocked her hips forward, pulling the cadet's head in hard. "Unnnngh, shove your tongue into my fucking butthole, you stupid, cumshitting fuckrag!" The cadet drilled the floor with frantic kicks as she was rudely suffocated against Captain Avellona's massive, pillowy asscheeks. Desperately, she shoved her tongue into that bitter, extratight asshole, saliva firing past her lips in awful chokes. She sobbed against those asscheeks, her gorgeous cheeks mopping up that heavenly backside, her nostrils running with mucus like an opened faucet. Captain Avellona's head thrashed and she mewled in pleasure. She was testing herself, not touching her cock even as it tensed and spasmed, needing release, precum oozing in rivers past her baggy, disgusting foreskin. The cadet wasn't so lucky, firing off another pathetic spunkload under the chair, still eating out the captain's revolting asshole.

The plain steel door slid to the side with a grimy electronic sound; the panel to the right of the door lit up, as if the sound wasn't going to alert anybody. A woman dressed much the same as Captain Avellona stood in the doorway, red hair adding to the furious appearance of a disapproving face. She saluted sharply after stepping into the unadorned office. "Captain Avellona."

Captain Avellona saluted back. "Lieutenant Scrimosa." Aldine Scrimosa had been a cadet when Captain Avellona was a lieutenant and Aldine remembered it well. She remembered the relentless assfucking, the countless loads of cum she was forced to choke down or even snort out of her nose. Captain Avellona, grinning, remembered too. "Hold on, Ceyana." She released the grip she had on the cadet's hair and spread her hands, gripping her knees. Her massive spunkslinger throbbed expectantly. "What do you have for me, lieutenant?"

The captain was referring to the long brown envelope in Aldine's hand. Aldine approached, drumming the envelope with her fingers, glancing at the table as if she could see past it. "Ceyana... Cadet Ceyana Arimi?"

"I don't see how it's any of your business, lieutenant," Captain Avellona hissed. "So shut your jizztrap. Give me the envelope." Captain Avellona held out her hand and glared. The lieutenant hesitated and then stepped forward again, placing the envelope in the captain's hand. Aldine was aware that cadets got fucked—especially to teach them a lesson—but Captain Avellona only fucked cadets, or other Copulans in general. She hated fucking slutslaves of conquered colonies, Aldine had heard. She abused fellow Copulans, soldiers even, when there was ab

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