When I came to I was back in my call again, lying on my bunk with my legs akimbo. No doubt whoever had finally carried me back had had a ride whilst I was out.

I staggered upright and had a drink and some mush from the food dispenser, before climbing back onto my bunk and falling asleep again.

I woke well rested, and spent some hours just pacing up and down, thinking about what had happened. I tried to summon my void again of course, but it just wouldn't come. I couldn't summon the 'vision state' again either.

Sighing, I lay back down on my bunk again and fell asleep once more.

~ * ~

The days that followed began almost to feel like routine, and I wondered if they were just beginning to set me up for a fall.

I would be left alone for a while, and then a couple of guards would open the door, drag me over the fuck room and take turns with me. Interestingly enough, Gol was not present for any of these happy little experiences. That meant that none of the guards used my mouth, seemed that lesson had been learned at least, but they used my ass and pussy hard. I was beginning to walk a bit bow legged.

Each time they took me out I tried to summon my power, but each time I failed.

After about a dozen times of this, I noticed something. The guards seemed to be less excited by me. Not that they didn't fuck me hard of course, I was a cute little thing regardless of my sex aura, if I say so myself, but there wasn't the desperation that I'd come to almost expect.

It seems this didn't go unnoticed by others either.

I'd just finished, well, I didn't know what time it was, so let's call it a breakfast of pale pink mush when the door opened, and the familiar form of Officer Horny appeared.

“How's it going fuckhead?” I asked politely. Manners cost nothing I always say.

Instead of a beating, he just gestured at me. “Come,” he said.

Shrugging, I followed him, and soon realised I was heading back to my old friend the Karma bitch.

For the third time I was ushered into the swanky office, to stand in front of the large pink alien. She was wearing a golden wrap around her body this time, which seemed to glow with some kind of inner light.

One change was that officer Horny followed me in.

“I see you've had the carpet cleaned,” I said, conversationally.

The Karma ignored my witty repartee, and flowed around her desk to stand, looming, over me. She held some kind of device in one giant hand, which was waved over my head.

“Interesting. And odd,” she said, still blanking me entirely. “That shouldn't be possible. Still, let's make the most of it.”

With a sudden movement, she jabbed me in the shoulder with something sharp that she'd been holding in her other hand.

“Hey,” I complained, but something was happening to me. “Wha...” I found myself falling to the floor. The light began to fade, and I just about heard the Karma say:

“You know what to do,” to Horny, before I passed out.

~ * ~

I woke up again. It seemed I was always waking up from being dead or something in the place.

However, this time was different. I was not at all comfortable. Opening my eyes, I found myself lying on my front, my head held in a forward position by some unseen force. A clear tube that ran down from above me had been pushed into my mouth and, from the feel of it, down my throat. I tried to spit it out, but it wedged in there good.

Ahead of me was just plain white floor leading to a plain, white wall. Slightly to my right though, I could see... My visual exploration was interrupted.

“Oh good, you're finally awake.” Horny's voice was followed by his lower half moving to stand in front of me as I tried to shift myself. It was no good, my body was not cooperating.

Horny squatted down to look at me eye to eye, or blank faceplate to eye as it was in this case. Somehow I could tell he was smiling in there though. This wasn't promising.

“I know you can't see what's going on, so I'll help you. I'm nice like that.” So saying, he made a gesture, and a small holoscreen opened up in front of me. At the same time, Horny released a tiny, insect sized drone into the air. I found myself looking at my little girl face, wide eyed and stupid looking, in the screen.

The drone moved up and around, swinging about to show me in my latest predicament, and it wasn't a good one.

They'd bloody well cut off my arms and legs again. What was it with these people? This time it looked like a clean surgical endeavour though. The stumps had been healed, and there was smooth skin over them.

The drone swooped about, to show my torso resting on a table of sorts, with holes beneath my belly and tits. Two tubes had somehow been attached to my nipples, and these fell away below me.

As the drone moved back, to bring into view my exposed ass and pussy, Horny came back into shot, or at least his dick did.

“Might as well give you a quick one, I'm not supposed to see you for some ,” he said, as he slipped himself into me. As he pushed himself deeper, he chuckled. “Hope you're comfortable,” he said, “you're going to be here for six months, so they say. Ohh yeah, such a nice pussy you have, I'm going to miss it. Maybe I'll sneak in every now and then eh? You'd like that wouldn't you, you little slut? Ohhh.”

It didn't take him long. He pumped away faster and faster until his goo spurted deep up into my snatch. The fucker couldn't even last long enough for me to enjoy myself.

Horny pulled out and walked around to my face, wiping himself off on me.

“That's to remind you of me,” he sniggered. “Oh, just need to do one more thing.”

He went back to the rear of me, followed by the drone so I could see what was happening. He took another tube from somewhere and, with no warning, brutally jammed it up my ass. I screamed around my mouth obstacle.

He did something else, and I felt something expand inside me. “That will stop it slipping out,” he said, as he took another tube and slipped it up into my pee hole.

“There,” he said, “that takes care of the waste.”

He slapped my ass and stepped back. “I'll leave the camera for you. Enjoy.”

So saying, I heard his footsteps walk off for a few seconds and then the sound of a door opening and closing with a slam.

Right then and there, that door closing sounded like the gong of doom.