When Abi and Stacy crash-land on the planet Rimmus, they end up in more trouble than they ever could have imagined. Desperate for fuel to get them back on their travels, they soon have to overcome an evil warlord, rescue a Prince and escape a fortified compound. If that's not enough, a shackled Abi must face the Octogasm, a steel-tentacled monstrosity that will make her talk - and much more besides! All this adventure before they've even had a pedicure...
ADULTS ONLY. An erotic short story of 5000 words. Includes explicit language and sexual situations among characters over the age of 18. Also includes forced and dubious consent, bondage, peril, machine and tentacle sex and two babes so hot they'll kick your ass with a shake of their hips.
The guard wheeled in a mechanical creature on a gurney. It was huge, a shining metal dome with several steel tentacles rising out of it. "Your arrogance will be your downfall, Miss Knight," Lionmane warned.
"This, woman, is the Octogasm. It has the brain of a human with the ferocity of a machine. It's steel tentacles will penetrate and arouse you until you give me what I want...the location of the Royal treasure!"
Prince Hadrian shook his head. "She doesn't know," he coughed. "She's never met me. I have told you time and again, the treasure was destroyed with the Earth."
"You lie!" Lionmane barked. "This Earth-creature has not arrived here as a coincidence." He flicked a switch on the Octogasm and turned to Abi. "You will tell me where the treasure is....or this barbaric machine will force the truth from you."
"Why is it called an Octogasm?" Abi asked.
"Huh?" Lionmane looked at the shackled space traveler, bemused.
"It's only got seven tentacles. Surely an Octogasm would have eight."
"Should be called a Heptagasm."
"Just saying. Bit of a design flaw."
The metal tentacles writhed and swished through the air. One landed on Abi's left breast and began to stroke it before another found her right nipple. The cold steel sent tingles over her goose-bumped skin and her hard peaks became unbearably erect. The suckered metal ends clamped on and sucked at her nipples, while two more tentacles stroked at the sides of her pert, full breasts.
Abi tried not to become aroused but it was impossible. Two more metal arms reached out and curled around the back of her before resting on each buttock, stroking and pressing against the firm flesh. Her tattered costume hung raggedly as Lionmane ripped more parts of it away, leaving her virtually naked except for her high-heeled leather boots.
"Now," Lionmane smiled. "Tell me where the treasure is."
The longest, thickest tentacle of all edged through the air towards her pussy. She was soaking wet, her folds parted fully. She briefly tried to struggle against the shackles but it was no use - her body was tightly spread-eagled and the steel was impossible to break. The shining tip, curved but slightly pointed and phallic, stroked at her drenched labia and flicked at her reddened clit. Her body was being violated at every sensitive point.
For once, she was helpless...