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He had been a sex slave in the Vexation Semen Baths of
the Imperious Republic since his removal from his home world countless orgasms
before. His three sphincters had been used and used and used to prolapse, then
rejuvenated to their near original elasticity in the Amniotic Vats of the Subjugation
City Fucktard Clinic four times now. His thick, spiny, corkscrewed genitalia
had been literally fucked off two separate times by two separate Domination
Ministers who frequented Vexation.
The first time, Minister Vulvania had been fucking him
in the Chain Room since the Blue Sunset, all through the hours of Orange Sun
light, finally switching to her chrome vagina just before the brief Glow Interlude
between the Orange Sunset and the Blue Sunrise. All eight of his limbs had been
splayed and stretched painfully towards some of the corners of the hexadecagonal
room while Minister Vulvania had taken her pleasure over and over again, until
the moment before the Glow became Blue, her chrome vagina had clamped at the
base of his genitalia and snipped it clean away in Minister Vulvania’s ecstasy.
Gloriously, he had passed out from the pain and knew nothing of what had
happened to him until he woke up, regrafted and resting in a warm Amniotic bath.
That time it was almost worth the loss of genitalia. A second’s pain. Then twenty
Dual-Sun cycles soaking in warm Fiirgon Amniotic fluid. Peace without service.
The second time he was not so lucky. Minister
Colonization, known throughout the Slave Hive as the most potent of all the
Ministers, had made short work of his genital mutilation. Minister Colonization
had taken him to his favourite semen bath in Vexation, a large Veersteel Tiled
bath filled with the seminal fluid of a rare ocean mammal from a planet in the
Quadrial System. Minister Colonization had taken his swollen cock in his gut
mouth, the rending tooth mouth of all Ministers, and began biting one chunk
after another off the tip of his corkscrew. There was no reprieve from Minister
Colonization’s ravenous bites. No, no. It turned out that the attendants at the
Amniotic baths had shut down the portion of his brain that allowed for the
escape of unconsciousness. No, each torn chunk of cock sent shockwaves of anguish
through his system, so painful that he shat out waste from each of his
sphincters and screamed the deafening shockwave scream his people were known
for, which was precisely what Minister Colonization had wanted. Minister
Colonization’s sadism released Minister Colonization’s seed in a great burning,
acidic gout that cooked his flesh and dripped down onto what was left of his
mutilated genital stub.
