I start to remove my clothing, and the whole ship goes wild. I take off my top and expose my breasts, and they holler like animals. Then I remove my pants and boots and stand in nothing but a pair of underwear that has done more time on my body than it ever should have had to.
There is a pause from everyone, and then I hook my fingers into the sides of my panties and draw them down over my hips, down my thighs, and finally kick them off entirely with a defiant little flick of my toe.
“You’re a natural,” Drako murmurs to me. “Very good.” I say nothing.
“On your knees,” he adds, for the benefit of the crowd. “And take me in your mouth.”
He is rock fucking hard when he unzips himself, and that thick Vikar cock comes springing out. He puts a hand on the back of my head and guides me to my work, and I do what I must do. I wrap my lips around the head of his cock and I allow him to fuck my mouth while camera drones circle me and display the lewd images of my subjugation to the crew.
Drako pushes himself all the way to the back of my mouth, holds himself there for a moment, then slides free again, allowing me to breathe. He does this over and over, holding himself deeper for longer each time, until I am gasping when he releases me. This pleases the animals of his crew greatly.
“I’m going to fuck you in front of everybody,” he says. “Every single one of these warriors are going to see you stretched around me, not just as a female captive, but as the daughter of the founder of our enemy city.”
They scream at his words, and if they were women, I think they would be wetter than even I am for what comes next.
He bends me over the railing of the balcony, and I dangle out over dizzying heights. I cannot make out any specific faces really; all I can see is a blur of men and all I can feel is Drako’s powerful hand on my hip. That is what steadies me. That is what keeps me in place as he kicks my dangling legs apart and presses the head of his cock deep into my pussy, following that first intrusion up with a sharp thrust that makes me yowl.
My sound of apparent pain excites them all. The drones are making sure every sway of my breasts is captured, and my flushed face, even beneath the curtain of my blonde hair, is likewise shown. Then they rotate around and I get to see what my pussy looks like with Drako’s cock deep inside me.
I feel a flush of arousal inside me, my pussy gripping and coating his cock with real lustful need. This is fucking hot. It’s not supposed to be. I’m supposed to be a crying, shamed little mess. And there are some tears in my eyes, and I do feel some shame. But more than that, I feel pure fucking sexual energy, a kind of wild arousal that makes me part my legs for him, arch my hips over the railing, and take every rough thrust he has to give me.
At first I try to bite back my moans as Drako claims me deep and long and hard. I want to deny the crowd my reactions and pretend this doesn’t feel good, but he has always known how to pleasure me, and that hasn’t gone away just because he is making a public example of me.
“You were mine the first time your pussy wrapped around me,” he says. “All the running, all the hiding, all the pretending that you have any real interest in that milquetoast Golden Boy, it’s all a lie. What you really crave is this, Vikar conquest. You need to be broken to a domestic place, bred properly, and kept in your place.”
He lifts me up from the balcony, spins me around on his cock, and perches my ass on the railing while thrusting hard up inside me. Now we are face to face, and I can see the satisfaction he gets from talking to me that way in front of all and sundry.
I am not going to let it seem as though I am completely cowed, so I bite him as hard as I can, drawing blood in a half-mooncrescent on his shoulder. That will remind him of what I am capable of, if the stab wound does not.
Unfortunately for my pussy, the bite only serves to spur him on, and have him fuck me harder, laughing as he does. There is a general roar of approval both as he bleeds, and as I am rutted ruthlessly, shown no mercy and no quarter. I can see my pussy being fucked again on screen. A drone is up between Drako’s legs, and I have a lewd view of his cock hammering my ever more swollen pussy lips.
“They are going to see my seed inside you,” he says. “They are going to know that when your stomach swells, it is with my baby.”
He fucking knows there’s an even chance of me being pregnant with Thor’s baby, if I am pregnant at all. He is saying these things for the benefit of the crowd as much as he is saying them for me.
My inner walls quiver at his growled promises, dark parts of my mind responding to these carnal promises that have now risen well past threats and are happening to me in the moment.
I glance over to where Thor is watching me be fucked, chains holding him so he cannot escape. I look between his legs and I see his erection, thick and intense, pressed against his underwear.
Fuck me. I feel another one of those intense flushes of arousal and sweet lubrication as I realize that he, too, likes seeing me displayed this way. He’s been beaten, he’s being forced to watch, and his eyes are locked on me as if I am the most beautiful thing in the world, as if there is nothing and nobody he would rather be looking at. I feel that connection between him and me as wemake eye contact, and my hips do a little grinding motion just for him, even though my pussy is wrapped around Drako’s cock.
“Good girl,” Drako purrs. “Help me punish you.”
He grips my hair and pulls my head back and continues fucking me, pounding away inside me until I start to yelp and whine a little. My complaints excite the crowd too, and the more I whimper and squirm, and the more Drako locks me in place and makes me take his cock, the more they love it.
“I’m going to come inside you,” Drako promises. “I’m about to fill this tight little hole all the way up. You’re going to take it, aren’t you, my sweet prisoner? Your captive hole is about to be bred.”
Oh, gods, I could come from the way he is talking to me as he gathers me up tight against his body, locking me in place so I have to take each and every thrust as deep as I can.
My toes curl and my breath comes in ragged little panting gasps and he fucking does exactly as he says and comes inside me, burying his dick deep in me and grinding his hips so I take every bit of his potent seed.
He draws out after a moment, to allow the drones a chance to capture the image of his cum sliding out of me. They do their job, and a roar of approval and excitement rises once more from the throats of all the men who now know exactly what it looks like when I am fucked.
Drako smirks and pulls all the way out, slapping my pussy lightly with the flat of his fingers, making me jolt and gasp.
“You’re so close to coming, aren’t you,” he growls. “But you’re not going to come on my cock. You’re going to come while I spank this naughty clit.”
He spanks me again, harder this time, his fingers swiping his cum back up along my slit as he punishes my pussy.
