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Now she needed Dr. Kure’s assault rifle, but he would only trade it for sperm from an alien race in the lower tunnels of Sector 8. The ointment that could be made from it would help with his skin problems, which were so bad he would need a four-liter container filled.

Unfortunately, Alicia was just now finding out that the creatures only ejaculated three or four milliliters when they climaxed. However, their refractory period was almost nil. The first four she had fucked were already raring to go again, and there seemed to be hundreds more of the insectile creatures, with their four spindly limbs, their twitching tails, and their bifurcated, inhuman faces. It was like she had been shrunk down to be fucked by an entire hive of wasps.

One swished its lengthy tail through the air. "I think I can make her squirm a bit."

Alicia screamed as he whipped his tail down across her velvety, flat belly. She looked down at her stomach, half expecting to see a deep bloody gash. Instead there was only a thin red welt. 

"You like that, Alicia?" he asked, an evil gleam in his eyes as he whipped his tail down across her thighs. "You like the way this feels on your slutty fucking body?"

Alicia moaned in agony from the pain of the lashing. He brought his tail swinging down across her legs a half dozen times, each blow harder than the last. She struggled helplessly against the assault, maddened by lust and pain and the knowledge that no matter what the bugs decided to do with her, she needed to go through with it.

"Let me hear you beg," he said, whipping the tender insides of Alicia's thighs. "Beg me to whip you, bitch. Tell me how to whip your sexy little bod."

Alicia twisted vainly against the webbing that held her spread-eagled in midair. Four ropes of it were attached to her limbs, and there were plenty of bugs to hold each one as they waited for their turn. Every slash of the tail against her soft white inner thighs drove her a little more insane. She looked around and all she could see were lusting compound eyes and stiff cocks. She whimpered like a beaten animal, the purring in her throat half pain and half desire.

"Here you go, bitch," he said, stepping back up beside her with his cock in hand. "Here's a little something special for you."

"Yes!" Alicia moaned, her voice throaty with lust and frantic with pain. "Fuck me with your big, beautiful cock! Stick it inside me! Fuck me to death!"

"Fuck yourself, whore," he said, and started coming

Alicia wailed in shame and frustration as the mob laughed and he emptied his balls all over her long, lean body. He splashed cum over her big, stiff-nippled tits. He let his cum sizzle into the silky, welted skin of her flat tummy and shapely thighs. He came in her face, and hard as Alicia tried, she couldn't keep her mouth closed to the burning white liquid. She could only keep herself from either spitting or swallowing, and hope she could get back to the container before the cum dried.

The bug whipped his tail over the silky, rounded cheeks of Alicia's ass. Alicia's swollen cunt snapped open and shut with every stinging lash, spilling her cream in a steady, trickling stream.

She gulped on cum as though it were the sweetest nectar she had ever tasted. Every burning swallow made her tits tingle and her cunt burn. By now, she had filled her cheeks. She would have to spit it up later if she wanted to collect more in her mouth.

Another bug stepped between Alicia's legs and aimed his hard cock at the peeled back lips of her swollen pussy. For an instant, the delirious brunette's heart soared at the thought that he was going to fuck her, but he started ejaculating instead, blasting a blistering spray of cum directly between the fluttering folds of Alicia's cunt-lips.

"Come on me!" Alicia screamed, thrashing against the web until her shapely body swayed and bounced in the air. "Come on me! Come in me! Oh fuck me, please fuck me! Why won't anyone fuck me?"

"You're a cock-teasing cunt, Alicia!" someone growled, whipping his tail across her bouncing hips and soft, flat stomach. "Now we're giving you a little cunt teasing so you'll know what it feels like!"

The blast of cum inside her cunt was pushing Alicia over the edge. She fucked on the stream of cum, her ass arching up at machine-gun speed. Her cunt closed and opened. She whipped her head from side to side, her long dark hair splashing about her cum-soaked face.

"Fuck me!" she moaned desperately, her eyes wide and wild, her full lips quivering with passion. "You all want me! Look at your cocks! I'm beautiful, don't you want to fuck me? Please fuck me!"

"Shit, bitch," one of the bugs said, rubbing his rock-hard cock. "This is almost better than fucking. I've never seen a slut put on a show this good."

Alicia begged the bugs to fuck her, pleaded with them, tried to entice them by shaking her tits and ass and shoving her pussy high into the air. She did a wild dance as she hung in the air, ignoring the tearing pain at her wrists and ankles.

One bug sprayed the last of his cum over her tits and another dribbled the last of his into the furry black triangle of her cunt-hair, and Alicia shrieked, caught just moments away from an orgasm.

"Hi, cocktease," yet another said, grabbing Alicia by a handful of her dark mane and jerking her head up. "I want you to get a good look at this."

Alicia screamed for mercy as a bug brought his tail slashing down. Even before it laid a thin track of fire across her big, soft tits, she knew that the pain was going to be unbearable. When the tail hit her tits, Alicia couldn't breathe. She couldn't stop shaking. 

Then he hit her again. And again. And again.

Alicia's face went pale and her screams quieted to silence as he scored her tits with the whip. She watched as if she was mesmerized as he methodically turned her tits a fiery shade of red. The first time he whipped the tail down over one of her stiff pink nipples Alicia bit her lip until blood trickled down from the corner of her mouth. After that she endured the cruel lashing in silence, her ragged breathing the only sound she made.

"You like that, cunt?" he asked, bringing his tail down onto Alicia's tits again and again. "You like that, bitch-face? You like that, cock-licker?"

Tears streamed down Alicia's pretty, dirtied face. Her perfect features were twisted with agony and stained with cum. Her lush lips trembled as she opened her mouth to answer, but another slash from a bug tail cut off her voice.

Her slender, sultry body became still. She hung silently in midair, her shallow breathing her only movement. But slippery pussy-juice was trickling from her cunt in a waterfall torrent, and her pussy was crushing in on itself, clenching like a powerful fist.

"Tell me you like it!" he shouted, slashing the tail down into Alicia's tits with every word he spoke. Alicia had been beaten almost unconscious, but her body was still alive with pain-filled passion. "Tell me you like getting your tits whipped, you dirty guttercunt!"

"I love it," Alicia whispered, her voice an urgent, lust-filled rasp. "I love getting my tits whipped! Oh shit, I love it when you hurt me! I love it when you fuck me! I love it all!"

"Right," he said, straddling his sexy conquest’s flat little tummy. "Now let's use these pretty tits for something a little different."

Alicia walled in agony as a bug settled his ass down on her stomach. His added weight on top of hers made the weblines that circled her ankles and wrists bite deep into her tender flesh. A bug slapped his tail across her haunches, making her buck and twist and causing the bonds to hurt her even more.

The strain on her tired muscles was unbelievable. The gorgeous, conquered brunette felt certain that her arms and legs would be pulled from her body by the added stress. Even the pain the bugs dealt her by slashing their tails against her hips and ass faded against the terrible, pulling agony of the ropes.

"Give me that," a bug said to another holding a nearly full bottle of beer. When the bug handed it to him, he shook it violently, keeping his thumb over the top. "Don't get off on this, slut. I'm just cleaning out your scuzzy little cunt for some fun."

Alicia whimpered with ecstasy as he shoved the fat neck of the bottle into her cunt and slipped his thumb off the top. The beer blasted up inside her pussy, filling the overheated cunt with bubbling pleasure. Alicia's cunt clamped so tight on the neck of the bottle that for an instant she pulled it from his hand.

She almost came from the stab of the bottle and the frothy splash of beer, but just as her pleasure was cresting, he jerked the bottle from her pussy.

"I told you not to get off on that, you sorry old whore!" he yelled, pouring the rest of the beer all over Alicia's crotch. "You better learn to do what you're told, you worthless fucktoy! Just having a hot body and a pretty face isn't enough! You're nothing but a whore now, and a whore does what she's fucking told! Do you understand?"

"Tell him you understand," a bug said, pinching Alicia's stiff pink nipples between his claws and twisting them until she gasped with pain.

"Yes!" Alicia whimpered. "I'm a whore! I understand! But I'm so hot! Please let somebody fuck me! I'll fuck him real good!"

***

"There's a gown on a hanger. It's one of those things that's open at the back. Put that on."

Alicia rose slowly. She was quite timid about the thought of disrobing in front of the doctor after how she’d embarrassed herself with the hive, but now she was worried. She moved behind the screen and began to undress.

"I think I should take a specimen." Dr. Kure found a swab and lowered himself behind her, staring straight into her vagina. It was as perfect and unfucked-looking as the rest of her, the labia amply covered with silky, chocolate-black tendrils of hair that lay like combed cotton threads on the soft, tender lips. He used two fingers to gently open the tiny hole, which stretched tautly until he could see the pink inner flesh. He looked inside, where no one had ever seen before, saw the trickle of creamy, white semen. The rest had run down her thighs and already been collected. With the swab, he took a sample, put it in a small bottle and stored it in the refrigerator.

"I’ll use that to make sure that it’s bug ejaculate and not someone else’s," he said.

Alicia, unsteady and pink-cheeked from his attentions, peered over her shoulder and wrinkled her nose, but said nothing. She waited docilely, supported by her elbows, while the doctor got a rubber tube and bag of warm water. He held a basin under her while he inserted the tube and syringe into her vagina and douched out the residue of the many dozens, or even more, who had ejaculated into her the night before. His cock grew hard while the water flowed back out of her cunt into the basin milky white. As the soothing liquid flowed into her, Alicia moaned and shivered.

Dr. Kure saw her reaction, saw the big melons of her tits quivering and shaking as she did. Setting the paraphernalia aside, he stepped back up behind her, undoing the tie string at the back of her neck. The gown slipped forward, puddling on the table. She was now essentially naked before his eyes.

“Where else can I find my miracle cure?” he asked her, and Alicia self-consciously rubbed her belly. Before that night, it had been taut and flat. Now she had a potbelly, and a bad feeling about how to get rid of it.