As I'd half expected, the door slammed open, jerking me from my uneasy slumber. Two of the black clad guards I'd seen enjoying themselves with the lad before, or at least two dressed the same, it wasn't easy to tell them apart, charged into my room and dragged me off the bed.
“Come on the lovely,” snarled one. “Time for you to be introduced properly.”
“Oh no,” I said, not even trying to keep the sarcasm out of my voice. “Oh no, lordy lordy, and me an innocent lass and everything.”
That earned me a smack around the head, which made me see stars. That was something I had forgotten. My normal bodies had extra resistance built in. A hit like that wouldn't have even phased me, but this girl meat obviously had no such protections. I've always been a sarky cunt though, so this experience was probably going to hurt more than strictly necessary.
The two guards physically dragged poor little me out of the cell, taking the opportunity to fondle me pretty much everywhere as they did so. I bore there molestations without comment, feeling that this was just the warm up.
Sure enough, the table that had been so brutally utilised earlier was still there. And lined up in a row, in the front row so to speak, were a sorry looking bunch of youngsters, mostly dressed in rags, if anything.
I realised these were my fellow inmates, and no doubt I was going to provide them with a show. They probably thought it would add to my humiliation.
Two more guards were standing over the prisoners, although I'm not sure why they were needed. From my brief glimpse as I was hustled along, it didn't look like any of them had any fight left in them. This was slightly worrying for the longer term outlook, but I had more immediate concerns.
“Well, look at this then.” This guard was slightly larger than the others, and had a gold insignia on his shoulder. “The boss has really outdone herself this time. Oh, fuck me, what she said is true. I... I... bend her over the table!” The last was said with some urgency, as he fumbled with his crotch area.
No doubt my elven body's 'ability' was starting to make itself felt.
This was what I meant by 'desired sex beings'. The elf species had some mysterious ability to make any and all around them as horny as hell. No one knew exactly how this happened. The best scientists in the universe had studied the effect (some had to be gelded first), but it wasn't, as far as anyone could tell at least, pheromones, nor some kind of visual or audible signal, or even a physic thing.
What it was, for the elven species, was a death sentence.
I was forced over the table and my tiny knickers were yanked off. So much for my modesty then.
I saw the prisoners looking on, despite themselves, it seemed my 'attraction' worked on them as well, despite their poor condition. The only one that didn't seem to be bothered, I noticed as the guard captain grunted behind me, was the kid I'd seen being raped before. Possibly because he'd had his balls cut off.
All other thoughts were driven from my mind as something large and warm prodded at my behind. I opened my mouth to say something clever, but all that came out was a scream as he brutally thrust up into me, taking my body's virginity in one violent movement.
“Ahhhh!” the captain said, as his great big rod pushed its way up into me. I cried out even more. It was like I was being split in half! I was too small for this.
And yet, somehow, I didn't pass out, or even die, though perhaps that would have been a better option.
The pain increased as he thrust repeatedly, harder and harder, and more desperately, and I thrashed about, even more desperately, in a futile attempt to get away. It was too much for another of the guards, and before I knew it another cock had shoved its way into my mouth, and I was suddenly being taken from both ends.
Even as I tried to adapt to the large meat inside me, the captain gave one almighty cry and rammed himself so hard up me that I'm surprised the two didn't meet in the middle. I felt him cum inside my poor body, spurt after spurt of goo.
After several long moments, which I didn't enjoy, as I was still dealing with the second guard pushing his cock down my throat, the captain pulled out with a plop.
If my mouth had been empty I would have sighed, but there was little relief as one of his fellow guards took his place.
The whole ordeal probably lasted about ten minutes, but it felt longer, as all four guards poured their juices into my innocent, battered body. When the last one withdrew, I felt like I'd been hollowed out. I just lay there, unable to move, as fluids leaked out of me.
The first guard yanked my hair up, so I was face to, well, visor, with him.
“Not so smart mouthed now are you?” he said.
I croaked, and, with the last of my strength, spat a mouthful of cum at him.
In response he drew his baton and cracked me on the head, delivering me unto blessed unconsciousness.
~ * ~
I woke up back in my cell. My stupid, pathetic girl body was aching all over, although my pussy, ass and throat had the worst of it. Not really surprising.
Groaning, I rolled off the bed and dragged myself over the water dispenser, where I spent a good minute rehydrating. That done, I used the toilet, painfully, and then collapsed back onto my bed.
I was naked of course. The small amount of fabric that I'd had before had been torn off. Well, that was hardly the greatest of my problems.
“You cunts!” I screamed, in a rare example of losing my shit. “Fuck!”
I had no idea who these 'Karma' bitches were, but I would draw on all my thousands of years of experience, my thousands of years of torture, to pay them back. No one fucked with me like this. I was ruler of...
“Hello?”
My thoughts of vengeance were interrupted.
“Hello?”
It was coming through a vent in the wall.
“Who are you?” I said, to the air in general. I had to assume this Karma were monitoring us.
“You're the new girl right?”
“Fuck you,” I said. Go on the offensive is my strategy.
“Sorry! I m... I mean we saw you.”
“Hope you enjoyed the show,” I said, wincing as I rolled over. This pathetic girl body hurt, like being gang raped was something special.
“Y... you saw me, the other day.”
I blinked. “You the lad with no balls?” I asked. I'm well known for my subtlety.
“They did that so you would see.”
“What the fuck do I care?” I asked, feeling my abused hole. It was sore and itchy. Come to think of it, my mouth felt like a donkey had come in it too. Donkey's aren't the best in my experience. If you're going to do an animal like that, may as well go for a proper horse. Anyway.
“What's your name?” asked my new friend.
“Bob,” I replied, summoning up the first name that came to mind, for no good reason.
“Hey Bob, I'm Art. What are you in for?”
“I'm in because some twat has some tech that got through my defences. Heads are going to roll, let me tell you, when I get back home.” I clenched my teeth. Fuckers. Allowing their ruler to be snatched.
“No one ever escapes,” said the voice. Mister Jolly he was turning out to be.
“No one that you know of,” I replied. “Basic tactic for keeping you oppressed. Tell you what they want you to believe. What's your story anyway?” My throat was hurting. Let him do the speaking. I needed information anyway.
“I'm not sure. There are no clocks or windows here, and they don't keep a regular schedule, nothing to count, so to speak. That said, it feels like a few years. It could be more, or less. They come in and torture, rape and sometimes kill me.”
“Kill you?”
“Yeah. For real. Then I wake up again, sometimes in a new body, mostly in the same one.”
Fuck me, these guys had some tech. I itched to get my hands on it.
“Who are these Karma fuckers anyway?” I asked. He'd fallen silent, probably moping about his balls.
“They say they're the balancers of the universe. They take bad people and make them pay, is what they say. So the guards tell us anyway.”
“Bad people? Who are they to judge that?”
“I don't know. But they have the power, so I guess they use it.”
“What did you do?” I asked, mildly curious.
“My planet had two dominant species on it. We were running out of room, so I invented a virus that killed the other one. I saved my species.”
I mulled this over. Obviously he had come from a race that hadn't even figured out a way to bypass the light speed barrier. Not very impressive.
“So you killed a few people and they drag you in here?”
“I killed two billion sentient beings!” he exclaimed. “Two billion! Can you imagine that?”
“Two billion's not that many,” I said. If I've not wiped out a planet before breakfast my day's not really begun, is my opinion.
“Y... you...” He seemed to be breaking down. Amateur.
“So you were a scientist yes?” I asked.
“Y... yes.” I thought I heard him sob.
Well, that explained it then. Scientists were always inventing things that could kill people more efficiently, and then moaning when someone uses it to do just that.
“Don't worry about it,” I said. “Look to the future. The universe is a big place, there's plenty more species out there.”
“I'll never get out of here. This is hell!” he replied. “I can't take it any more!”
There was a noise and then a dull thud, followed by a thump. I recognised the sound. Mister Jolly had run against the wall, head first.
Shaking my head, I tried to get back to sleep, but was interrupted by the sound of guards walking towards my cell. Despite my bravado I tensed. The door that opened wasn't mine though, it was next doors.
“Fuck, watch it,” someone said. “I just stepped in his brain.”
“Stop messing about, get him up,” said another voice.
There were a few moments of grunting, with knocking noises, and then footsteps receding.
I sighed and went to sleep.
When I woke up, there was crying in the next cell again.
“Hello?” I asked.
“It's no good,” came a familiar voice. “Even death is no escape!”
There went the backup plan then.
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