Planet of Pain by B. A. Bradbury Page B

let out a sob of dismay.
    â€˜Yeah,’ he said with a grin, ‘disappointing as hell when that happens, ain’t it?’
    She reached down, desperate for release, but his hand blocked hers and he refused to move it. There was a brief tussle but he was too strong for her. Her movements ceased and she sat on his lap, shivering, his cock unmoving inside her. ‘You bastard,’ she groaned.
    He laughed. ‘You don’t know the half of it, kid. Shoulda seen me on Midas-four. Remember that recon trooper we snagged, Snake? The one with the dragon tattoos on her tits?’
    Snake just glared at them, saying nothing, and Jo guessed he was still mad at his squadmate for refusing to share her.
    â€˜Holed up in a burned out bunker for three days, we were,’ Kaz said, seemingly oblivious to the animosity flowing in his direction, ‘till the flyboys could clear a path and bring in the transports. Four of us and one Reiver squaddie, unhappy as hell that we snagged her. I tell you, we sure did make that girl squeal. Like you said, I’m a bastard. Put your hands behind your head.’
    â€˜What?’
    â€˜You heard me.’
    Cautiously she did so, and slowly, purposefully, he began to thumb her clitoris once more. His free hand slid around behind her and kneaded her buttocks. She was wary, wanting to trust him but convinced he was planning to trick her again, so she tried to deny him the opportunity by keeping still and holding herself in check – and for a while she was successful. Then, just when she thought she had mastered her feelings, he dipped his head to her left breast and sucked her nipple. Her insides melted and she felt an overwhelming desire to clutch him to her. She resisted the temptation, but the damage was done. Need surged in her and before she knew it she was bouncing on his lap, already past the point of no return. His lips released her nipple and his face turned up to hers, his thumb flicking rapidly.
    They came together, Kaz with a shuddering groan and Jo with a wail. As the aftershocks rippled through her she took his face in her hands and kissed him. He gave a startled gulp but recovered quickly, worming his tongue into her mouth, and he was a great kisser – another item on the growing list of things she hated him for.
    He held her in the aftermath, but their embrace was all too brief, for Snake was already tugging at her arm, and with a pat on her rump and an enigmatic smile Kaz yielded her up to him.
    â€˜Kneel down,’ Snake ordered, she did so, and he stood before her, pulling on his cock till it was stiff. ‘Open.’ She opened her mouth and he fed his cock inside. She began to suck, he grabbed a handful of her hair in one hand and pinched her nose with the thumb and forefinger of his other, shutting off her air supply. ‘Open,’ he said. ‘Open.’
    She didn’t understand – her mouth was open. The only thing she could assume was that he wanted it wider still, so she complied, opening it as wide as it would go, but it struck her as counterproductive since she could no longer use her lips or her tongue effectively, but she soon discovered he had something very different in mind. He shoved his cock deeper, right into the back of her throat, and she gagged, her hands lifting instinctively to push him away.
    â€˜Hands down, bitch.’ He released her nose just long enough to slap her face. It wasn’t brutally hard, but the unexpectedness of it shocked her.
    â€˜Cut that out,’ Kaz warned. ‘You get us proscribed, I swear I’ll rip your fucking heart out.’
    â€˜Shit,’ Snake said, ‘that was just a love tap.’ He slapped her again, as if by way of demonstration, then pinched her nose once more. ‘Come on, bitch,’ he said. ‘Open.’
    He proceeded to subject her to a thoroughly degrading fifteen minutes, pushing his cock into her throat and keeping it there while she gagged