To Serve On The Airship|~| Lady Arachnia x BenthicDreamer

[BenthicDreamer]

Both siblings breathed a sigh of relief when the damn collar came off, rubbing their necks as they pulled apart. The relief was short lived as Sterling found himself pinned beneath Drath's boot. Cynthia was at his side in a moment, grabbing hold of the huge man's leg as if she could prevent him from crushing her brother. She caught herself in time to keep from doing something stupid there and paid attention to Cotter's orders.

They were a special kind of horrible, but she'd fellated several cocks before and as disgusting as having her sex so blatantly exposed to her brother would be, at least it was less...invasive. Sterling shook his head and began to protest, but Cynthia quickly straddled his face and hushed him.

Swallowing down her nervousness, she reached for Drath's pierced and turgid member and brought it to her mouth. She struggled to take it in at first, but she still stung from Cotter's beating and his electrical discharges. She wasn't going to hold back so she forced herself to accept the shaft into her mouth.

Meanwhile, Sterling welled with shame. His sister was rescuing him by yielding to this monster's perverse demands. He closed his eyes and did his best to block out the world around him, all the while feeling weak, helpless, and all around pathetic.

 

[Lady Arachnia]

Cotter leant slightly on to his cane as he watched the two with interest. It looked as the the boy was about to do something silly… or that his sister might instead. It seemed that she saw sense though and decided to act, for the first time, wisely. She obeyed his orders and quickly silenced her sibling by placing a thigh either side of his head so that any protests simply came out as a muffle.

Drath kept his foot on the lad making sure that he was pinned down both by his weight and that of his sister. The girl knew what she had to do and she wasted no time in moving on towards his considerable member. He looked down and watched as his cock began to disappear within her mouth.

Cotter gave a quick hand gesture towards Phyl and she moved forward again to join in. She knelt behind Cynthia and leant in to plant her surprisingly soft lips against her neck. She began to give the other woman a few soft kisses while her arms wrapped around her and her hands began to explore her body. One began to creep downwards until that it lightly ran along the inside of her thigh while the other pawed at one of her breasts for a moment before trapping the nipple between a thumb and forefinger.

 

[BenthicDreamer]

This, Sterling realized, was actually his first time seeing a woman’s privates up close. He really, really wished that the circumstances had been different and he especially wished that said privates had not belonged to his sister. He closed his eyes and did his best to block out the world, though the foot on his stomach and the air over his own abused privates kept him more alert than he’d have liked. He could feel the slight movements of his sister above him, hear the sounds of her mouth at work. Guilt, shame, and fear all filled him to the point of bursting.

Cynthia just hoped that nothing else too horrible was about to happen. She’d given blowjobs before, though always as a willing partner. Hell, she kind of liked doing it under better circumstances. It could be kind of fun. She tried to tune out the world, to not think about anything else. Except that Drath made her work for it, not intentionally, but by necessity. He was simply better endowed than anything she had experienced before, and the barbells on his shaft we’re definitely new.

She was so focused on not messing up, that Phyls return caught her off guard and she gave a surprised little jump and a squeal. Drath’s penis popped out of her mouth. “Ahhh!”

She caught herself before pulling away though. She’d learned what that would earn her and she had a sneaking suspicion that Cotter would make things much worse for Sterling if she didn’t play along. Even so, she squirmed under the other woman's teasing touch, wincing and blushing as her nipple was pinched and her inner thighs teased. Phyl wouldn't actually touch her there, would she? Glancing back and forth between, Phyl and Cotter, Cynthia's eyes momentarily alit on Phyl's collar. That woman was a slave. A female slave. Like her. Sort of. Surely she'd have some sympathy.

"P-please..." Cynthia whispered, hopefully quiet enough that only Phyl could hear. "Don't...d-don't touch me there." She closed her eyes, leaned forward, and recaptured Drath's erection in her mouth. Hopefully she hadn't ignored it long enough to get into trouble.