I woke sore all over, although my vag, ass and throat were the worst. Staggering over, I made use of the toilet, and had a drink to clear my mouth out. I considered having a shower, but thought 'fuck it', so I made my way back to my bed with dried cum still all over me.

“You having fun bitch?” Mister Jolly's voice filtered into my cell from next door.

“Is that you Jolly?” I asked back, in mocking tones.

“Who else would it be?” he replied.

“Well, your voice sounds a bit higher than usual is all.” I giggled, my horrible weak, girly laugh. Still it did the job. Jolly spent the next five minutes swearing at me.

Overall, he helped me lighten my mood as I fell asleep again.

~ * ~

I was abruptly awoken once more by the door opening. I had no idea how long it had been, but it couldn't have even been a day.

Once again, Gol was there, restrained still. This time there were only three guards, so I guessed they were on their lunch break or something. Maybe these had missed the party before, and were now just taking their turn.

In any case, it was a repeat performance for me. Gol's lust field overcame my own, and I think it was even more intense than before. I practically pulled the first guards trousers off to get at his cock, and pushed him over before ramming myself down on it hard and riding him like a Solarian bronco.

After him I was flipped over and another took his turn, making me scream in pain and lust as he rammed what felt like a horse sized cock up my ass. Tears flooded down my face as he pushed himself deep into my guts, whilst the third guard found my mouth and brutalised me from the front.

I tried to will myself to bite down, but Gol's aura just overrode everything.

When they had shot their loads inside me, I rolled on the floor and tried to scramble to the other elf, but the first guard pulled him away by the lead around his collar, whilst the second guard, doing his trousers up, knelt down and hissed at me.

“You see how we've got his dick all tied up?” he asked. “Well, the longer he goes without using it, the stronger his sex field is. You'll soon be begging for it all day long. Maybe we'll even put him in the cell next to you. How about that you little slut?”

For an answer I tried to grab at his crotch, but he just laughed and skipped away.

They dragged me back to my cell, sobbing and screaming like a bitch all the while, and threw me onto my bunk, where I flipped over and opened my legs wide, begging for them to fuck me again.

They laughed again as the door was slammed shut, leaving me gasping and moaning.

Jolly's laughter washed over me like cosmic revenge as I frigged myself off.

~ * ~

I slept again, a troubled sleep full of images of fucking and violence, to finally awake sweating and shivering.

Sliding off my bunk I staggered over to the sink and washed my face with cold water, trying to clear my head. That achieved, at least in part, I stumbled over to the food dispenser to fill my stomach with something other than cum, and was rewarded with a bowl of grey mush with no determinable flavour.

As I ate, I considered what I had learned so far. It was little enough, but it was a start. The most interesting piece of information had been when the guard had told Gol to concentrate. Directly after that, a huge 'wave' of lust had overwhelmed me. From this I deduced that, although the elfish sex-field was always 'on' so to speak, it could be controlled, maybe directed. It would be worth experimenting if I ever had the chance.

I finished my mush, scraping the bowl clean. It was hardly the best meal I'd ever had, but even so I felt a little better for it. I felt full at least, and slightly more ready to face what would no doubt be another session of gang rape. Even as I thought about it, footsteps approached.

“Here we go again then,” I said to myself, and stood up, glancing at myself in the holo-mirror. A skinny young girl, her body and long, sparkling silver hair matted and knotted with dried semen. Naked as a bird. I hadn't worn any real clothes since I woke up in this fuck-forsaken place.

The door opened, and a sologram guard gestured at me. Okay then, no fucking for a moment or two. I ran my tongue along my still regrowing teeth, just checking, in case I got a chance to use them again.

Following the solo, I soon realised I was heading back to the boss's office. This should be interesting.

We walked along the corridors in silence until we reached the large, wooden double doors. The guard stopped and gestured at me, as one of them swung open.

For the second time I strolled into the room, taking my time. I had little enough under my control, so what I did have, I used.

Just as before, the odd, pink shelled alien was behind her desk. Today she was wearing an even more impressive wrapping around her still-unseen torso. This one consisted of shimmering metallic colours that glistened and swirled around of their own accord as you watched. It was really quite hypnotic.

“I see you are less confident this time,” the bitch in charge said. “You are learning a lesson maybe? A lesson that you cannot win here.”

I shrugged. “I've seen better,” I said, strolling over to a light pink vase that was perched on a low wooden table.

“You are still insolent, but I have seen your tears of rage, of frustration. This is what you did to billions of souls. Your suffering is but a pale shadow of what is to come.”

I looked at the Karma, and then, not taking my eyes off her, deliberately knocked the vase onto the floor, where it cracked and split into two.

The warden hissed. “That was the last artefact of a lost race.”

I shrugged and looked around for something else to break.

“Whose body is this?” I asked, deciding that it might be a good time to glean a little more information. “You're always preaching about me being all bad, but you take over a young girl's body to be abused for your own ends? You're worse than I am.” Okay, that was a lie, but she couldn't know that.

“You are lying,” she replied

Maybe she could know.

“This body,” the Karma gestured at the battered form I inhabited, “was grown here, but my technicians.”

“Not possible,” I said. “No one knows how to clone a working elf.”

“The elves, or ******** species,” the Karma replied, saying a word beyond translation, “were created here, using Karma science. Of course we know how they work.”

“You created them? Fuck off. I don't believe you.” Although maybe I did.

“What you believe matters not!” She was growing angry again. Good. “You are just a piece of excrement on the floor to me.”

“Really?” I said. “Okay then, how about this?” I squatted down and strained, pushing out a shit onto her nice carpet. I hadn't gone in a while, so it was a reasonable sized one. It wasn't difficult either, my ass had been loosened up quite a bit recently.

“You little maggot!” The Karma raced over to me before I could even react. I'd forgotten how fast she was.

“You will eat that back up!” She grabbed me and yanked me round, easily overwhelming me with her massive strength, and jammed my face into my still steaming turd.

“Eat it!” She hissed, bending low over me.

As if obeying, I opened up and took a large mouthful of the pile. It tasted like... well, shit, but I'd tasted shit before, and as horrible as it was, there were worse things.

The Karma seemed to relax a little as I obeyed her, which allowed me to twist my head and spit my brown mouthful up at her. Spitting a mouthful of shit isn't easy, try it if you don't believe me, so it didn't hit her floating face, but it did land on her lovely gown, where it rolled down and dropped back to the floor, leaving a brown trail behind it.

Shrieking with rage, the Karma threw me violently away. I was propelled through the air, to hit the wall on the other side of the room with a horribly final sounding crack.

For a split second time seemed to slow down, and my vision altered. The world seemed changed, as though I was looking through a different set of eyes. I could see the air itself, colours I'd never seen before swirled around, waves of force made themselves known to me.

I remember thinking how very interesting this all was, just before time sped back up to normal again, and I fell to the floor.

I was dead before I hit the ground of course.