Page 33 of Warped

CHAPTER 32: BINX

T he name of the place is Heart Station, because it sits at the very heart of the Warp.

The Warp doesn’t have a center really, but if it did, this would be it. Only members of the Warpers Guild know its exact location. Traven and Rek even blindfolded me for the last part of our journey here. That wasn’t necessary, of course, but it gave us a chance to engage in a bit of sensation play—feathers, ice cubes, hot wax.

Now we’re at our destination, and my blindfold is off, but I still can’t see a thing. I’m alone on a bed in a pitch-black room, waiting impatiently for the ceremony to begin. My panties are already drenched, and my nipples feel like they might burst through the cups of my bra at any moment.

A ray of light breaks through from above.

It reminds me of a sunbeam shining through a crack in some storm clouds, only there aren’t any clouds over my head right now, just a ceiling with a big, circular door, the two halves of which are slowly sliding open with a soft, mechanical hum. The bed I’m lying on begins to rise, lifted by the powerful hydraulic pistons hidden beneath, and I find myself ascending toward the widening light.

I probably ought to be nervous. There was a time not so long ago when I would have been, but a lot has happened since then. I’ve saved an entire planet from destruction, and I’ve formed an unbreakable bond with the two sexiest, most steadfast men in the known universe. Those men have taught me a great deal about pleasure, and they’ve taught me even more about myself. The things we did during our journey here to Heart Station made our first voyage through the Warp seem tame by comparison.

Above me the hatch, now fully open, emits a soft clang. The bed rises through the opening and enters the amphitheater. Now I’m in the middle of a circular stage, surrounded by a large, bowl-shaped seating area with thousands of seats.

And tonight, it’s a full house.

The live audience in the seats aren’t the only eyes that are watching me. The ceremony is being beamed out across the Warp for every member of the Guild to see, the same way I saw Elaine and her guys getting it on during that one steamy night aboard the Nomad . The same night my guys and I played our mating game.

Like I said, I ought to be nervous, but I’m not. I know my two men will lead the dance, guiding me with their skillful hands and powerful muscles. My only concern is that I won’t be able to contain my arousal until they arrive. My blood is pumping hard and fast inside me. I can feel it throbbing in the tips of my breasts and down between my legs.

Spotlights snap on, illuminating the bed. The bright beams are warm against my skin, which my skimpy outfit does little to conceal. This ceremony may be a kind of wedding, but my costume is a far cry from a bridal gown. No white lace or pretense of virginity for me. Just a bit of black vinyl and a lot of exposed skin. A studded collar encircles my throat, with a steel ring dangling from the front. A too-tight bra encloses my breasts, with zippers running up the middle of both cups. As for my lady bits, they are clad in a thong that provides about as much coverage as an eye patch.

Around me, the audience murmurs in approval. I’ll admit, it’s a boost to my ego, but just a small one. There are only two opinions that really matter to me anymore—Traven’s and Rek’s—and I already know what they think of my get-up. They’re the ones who picked it out, after all.

But where are they? Where are my two warper mates? I need them right now. I need them here on the bed with me. I need them inside me, warm and firm and alive.

Somewhere in the distance, a gong sounds three times, an answer to my prayers.

The ceremony has begun.

My mates are coming.

A stirring runs through the gathering as my two big warpers approach. The bright lights make it hard for me to see beyond the edge of the stage, but I can hear their footsteps as they descend upon my bed. Rek moves with a stealthy softness that belies his massive frame. Traven is the exact opposite. He shakes the whole amphitheater when he walks.

Rek reaches me first. He stands at the edge of the bed, wearing nothing but a pair of tight black pants made from the same material as my skimpier outfit. His messy hair is haloed by the spotlights behind him, and his sexy smile seems to almost glow amidst his short, dark beard.

“Hello there, sweetheart.”

“Hey handsome.”

He climbs onto the bed with me and curls one finger through the loop at the front of my collar. His touch is gentle yet dominating. He pulls me to him, and our lips connect in an electric kiss that can I feel all the way down in the tips of my toes.

Behind me, the bed dips beneath a new weight. My body rocks backward, but a pair of powerful arms are there to catch me. A coarse beard brushes my shoulder. Soft lips caress my skin. My arousal surges to epic proportions.

“You look ravishing,” Traven growls.

“In that case,” I whisper, “you’d better ravish me.”

The warpers work together to free my breasts from the confines of my overtight bra. Rek takes the left side, Traven takes the right, and together they lower the two metal zippers on the cups until my nipples spring free, erect and begging for attention—attention which the warpers happily provide. They pinch my nipples softly and roll them between their fingers. They kiss and lick them. They nibble and suck.

I rake my fingers through their hair and moan with pleasure.

The warpers touch me while they suckle. Rek rubs my pussy through the thin layer of vinyl that covers it. Traven works his fingers between the cheeks of my ass and toys with the not-so-little fashion accessory I have hidden back there. It is an anal plug identical to the one we lost in the Warp. The big one.

My guys’ growls shift from arousal to annoyance. Their fingers hook around the waistband of the thong. With a single synchronized movement, they both pull, and the garment tears away from me, leaving my lower body fully exposed.

“Careful!” I gasp. “This outfit is expensive.”

“I don’t give a fuck,” Traven snarls. “Right now, I need access to all your holes. Now spread your fucking legs for us like a good girl. I wanna play with your perfect little pussy.”

“As long as you promise to share,” I tease.

“Sweetheart,” says Rek, “ sharing is what we do best.”

He reaches down between my legs and pulls back the hood of my clitoris, exposing my aching nub so Traven can stroke it. I lie back on the bed and open my legs wide, letting them pleasure me even more deeply. My pussy is on full display for the crowd to see. Normally my guys would be jealous about that, but tonight is different. Rek and Traven are sending a message to every warper in the Guild. They’re letting the whole universe know exactly who this pussy belongs to, and they waste no time displaying their mastery.

The first climax hits me like a bolt of lightning. I gasp and shudder on the bed as wetness gushes from my hole, staining the sheets beneath me.

While Traven continues to work my clit, Rek slips two digits between my folds and starts to stroke me from the inside. My pussy grips his fingers like it’s trying to break them, but I’m the one who breaks instead. The second climax hits me even harder than the first. My pussy squirts. The crowd cheers.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Rek purrs. “Show them how well you come.”

“Only for you,” I answer. “My pussy only comes for both of you.”

There was a time not so long ago when such an admission would have made me blush with shame. Not anymore. Over the past few weeks, Rek and Traven have fucked every ounce of shame from my body. Now all that’s left is the absolute conviction that we belong together forever, body and soul.

“The same goes for us,” Traven rumbles. “Our cocks belong to you, Binx, and so does our cum. From now on, every load of cum we spill will be inside your body. Do you understand?”

I nod that I do.

Then I say, “Show me.”

That’s all the encouragement Rek and Traven need. I may not have as much experience as they do, but I’ve learned a lot in the short time we’ve been together. I know how to make my guys cum, and I do it well.

Both of them have their pants off in a flash. Rek peels his down his legs like a snake shedding its skin. Traven, as usual, takes a more brutal approach, tearing his own pants off in much the same way he destroyed my thong a few minutes ago. Naked, they kneel on the bed in front of me, fully erect and ready to be serviced. I turn over on all fours and lick my lips in anticipation. If I had a tail, it would be wagging.

I start with Rek, licking him from the base of his shaft all the way up to his tip and back down again, tonguing his cock all over until every perfect inch is glistening with wetness.

“That feels good,” the warper groans above me. “Now put it in your mouth and suck it like a good girl.”

I do as I’m told.

My warpers have trained me well.

Rek’s cock fills my mouth. His shaft is smooth and heavy against my tongue. I bob my head slowly, working my lips up and down his hard length while he fists my hair and growls with satisfaction.

“Just like that,” he whispers. “All the way in and all the way out. Fuuuck …”

I give him a few more pumps, then I pull away from him with a loud slurp and turn my attention to Traven. I give him the same treatment, licking his hard cock from top to bottom, then sucking him slow and deep. I barely even gag anymore when his head slides down my throat.

“Good girl,” Traven says. “You know how to work that cock like a pro.”

I slide off him and give him a flick with my tongue, right on that sensitive little V where his shaft meets his head.

“But only your cocks,” I tell him. “Yours and Rek’s are the only cocks that are allowed inside this mouth.”

“That’s right,” he says, brushing his tip against my lips. “And your mouth is the only one that’s allowed to suck our cocks. I told you, woman, our cocks belong to you, and you alone.”

I smile up at him for a moment.

Then I bow my head and get back to work. I let him and Rek share my mouth in front of everyone, swapping back and forth between them, trailing wet strings of saliva from my gasping lips. I suck them both and tease them until I can’t take it anymore, then I sit back on my haunches and grab both of their shafts in my hands.

“I want you to come in my mouth,” I tell them. “Both of you at the same time.”

The warpers rise to their feet on the mattress and press their cocks together in front of my open mouth. I stick out my tongue and stroke them furiously, silently begging for their cum with my eyes. After a few seconds, they give it to me in one big, double-barreled blast that fills my mouth with thick, gooey cream. I swallow as much of it as I can, but a lot of it spills out and splatters all over my breasts.

My mates help me clean it up. They take turns licking their cum off my chest, then kissing it back into my mouth where it belongs. I love the way it tastes all mixed together like that, Rek’s sweetness blending with Traven’s salt.

“Is that what you needed, sweetheart?” Rek asks as he wipes the corner or my mouth with his thumb.

“Mm-hm,” I answer.

“But you need more,” Traven says. “Don’t you?”

I nibble at my lip and nod.

“Thought so,” Traven says sternly. “I swear, you’re the neediest little female I’ve ever met.” He leans down and kisses my cum-stained lips. “And that’s why we love you.”

The funny thing is, I never thought of myself as needy before I met Traven and Rek. At first I thought it was the Warp that had made me this way, but now I’m not so sure. Even during our weeks-long layover on Caldera, I couldn’t keep my hands off my guys, and they couldn’t keep their hands off me either.

It’s obvious we were made for each other.

They lay me back on the bed, and I spread my legs a second time, no longer caring who sees. Based on the grunts and moans coming from the darkness beyond the stage, I would say most of the audience members are joining in the fun. I wonder how many more lovers might be watching us from the comfort of their Warpships the way I did a few weeks ago with Traven and Rek.

I’m reminded of the game we played that night. The way I begged them to cum inside me and make me pregnant with their babies. Tonight, the games are over. This is the real thing. My birth control patch is long gone, and nothing is keeping me from getting knocked up. The truth is, after all the sex we’ve been having these past few weeks, there’s a good chance I’m already carrying their baby, but that doesn’t stop me from begging.

“Please,” I whisper. “I need you inside me so badly. I need both of you deep inside me.”

Rek strokes the hair back from my face.

“Are you ready to show everyone how well you can take our cocks, sweetheart?”

“I want to show them how well I can take your cum . I want you both to shoot it deep inside my pussy.”

“Are you gonna take our cum and make it into a baby?” Traven asks. “A perfect little baby that the three of us can raise?”

“Yes,” I answer, my voice taut and trembling with need. “I want you to make me pregnant. Both of you. I want to feel you growing inside me.”

The warpers share me the same way they did that magic night aboard the Nomad . Rek enters me first and thrusts into me six or seven times before pulling out to let Traven have a go. After Traven has pumped me a half dozen times, he retreats and lets Rek have another turn. Their rhythm is perfect, as if they are two bodies sharing one mind, and their single-minded focus is to stimulate every part of my pussy with their long, thick cocks. I turn my head from side to side as they fuck me, letting the warpers share my kisses the same way they are sharing my pussy. The pressure from the anal plug heightens the pleasure even more.

“Does that feel good, sweetheart?” Rek asks me.

“Yes,” I answer. “But I want more. I want both of you inside me at the same time.”

Rek smirks and shakes his head.

“Traven wasn’t lying when he said you’re a needy one.” He kisses my lips softly. “And he wasn’t lying when he said that’s why we love you.” He looks across my body at his best friend. “Bro, you ready to give this woman what she needs?”

“You know it,” Traven says.

My heart flutters with excitement. The time has come to show this crowd what I’m truly capable of. Over the past few weeks, my guys have not only trained my ass and my mouth. They’ve also trained my pussy. It wasn’t easy at first, but with a bit of practice and a whole lot of courage, I learned how to let them fully share me.

Traven, being the slightly larger of the two, enters me first, and he gives me several hard, deep thrusts to help loosen me up. Then, while Traven’s cock is still inside me, Rek presses his tip between my legs and begins to slowly ease himself in alongside his friend. I gasp as Rek’s glans pushes into me. Then I moan out loud as his shaft slides in next to Traven’s.

The warpers are going all in on my pussy, and it feels amazing. They’re both inside me at the same time, both inside the same hole and stretching me to the limit. Combined with the big, thick plug in my other hole, the feeling of fullness is overwhelming.

“How you doing?” Rek checks in gently. “Does it feel good?”

“It feels better than good,” I tell him. “It feels perfect… almost .”

“There’s just one thing missing, isn’t there?” Traven asks.

I chew my lip and nod.

“Your cum,” I whisper softly. “I want you both to come inside me at the same time. I want you to shoot it deep inside my pussy.”

“You’ve got it, sweetheart.”

The warpers start to move inside me again, slowly at first, then a little faster, claiming my pussy in an alternating rhythm that takes my breath away. I wrap my arms around their shoulders and hold on for dear life as they breed me, rubbing their hard cocks together inside my body.

“Oh fuck, bro,” Rek says. “That feels so fucking good.”

“Damn straight,” says Traven. “I wish we could keep it going forever, but we gotta give our little mate the cum she needs. Are you ready to do it, bro? Are you ready to make her overflow?”

“You know it,” Rek answers. Then he looks at me. “What about you, Binx? Are you ready to be seeded by two cocks at the same time?”

I smile.

“I’ve never been more ready for anything in my whole life.”

“In that case, sweetheart, here it comes…”

Rek and Traven match their rhythm, making their two cocks spear into me as one. They give me three deep thrusts, then they unload inside me, coming together in perfect unison. Their thick cream surges into me, triggering my own explosive climax. I toss my head back and wail with pleasure as their thick fluid fills me.

“Oh my God!” I cry, loud enough for everyone in the amphitheater to hear. “I can feel it! I can feel you coming inside me!”

I can feel them coming out of me too. There is so much semen, it’s already starting to leak from around the edges of my stretched hole. And when at last the warpers pull out of me completely, I can feel a veritable river of cum gushing out from between my legs.

The crowd erupts in cheers.

I have a feeling this ceremony is going to be one for the record books.

But we aren’t finished yet. There is still one last thing we must do. My warpers have fucked me, and they have fertilized me. Now they must mark me, so the whole Guild may know who I belong to forever.

Just as he did on that fateful night a few weeks before, Traven reaches down between my thighs and dips his finger into the sticky mess spilling out of me. Then he takes his soiled fingertip and taps a series of dots along my cheek.

Rek leans in to inspect his partner’s handiwork.

“Gorgeous,” he says. “You ready to make it permanent, sweetheart?”

“Yes,” I whisper, with a big grin on my face. It’s all I can do to keep from sobbing with joy.

Rek retrieves a device from the pocket of his discarded pants. A little black cylinder about the size of a small flashlight. I recognize it as a shadowtat machine, just like the one I saw Elaine’s mates use a few weeks ago.

Rek brings the device up to my cheek and shines the beam over the mark Traven drew there. I feel a momentary tingle, then it’s all over. Rek licks his thumb and smudges the cum away from my face.

“Beautiful,” he says.

Traven turns my face so he can see.

“Perfect.”

“Want to have a look?” Rek asks me.

I would like to, but I don’t think anyone has a mirror handy, and I’m not quite ready to get out of bed just yet.

“First, can you share me one more time?” I ask.

“Anything you want,” Rek says, and he kisses me deeply. “Your wish is our command.”