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“Good—now the three of you ought to be feeling it, aren’t you, my piggy-wigs?”Thunecrooned from his couch, taking a long, noisy slurp of wine from his skull-tankard.Withoutwaiting for a reply, he waved the remote.“Now, let’s have another look.”

The camera drone rose and flew in another slow circle around the three of them, its lens zooming in on bothKindred’serect cocks.

“Hmm, very impressive equipment for such small humanoids,” the middle head remarked.“Butwhich is biggest?It’shard to tell…one of you is longer…”Thedrone hovered directly in front ofBrightfor a moment.“Butthe other is thicker.”Thedrone switched to a view ofBurn.“Hmm…we wonder which of you fits best into your little female’s tight pussy?Maybewe ought to find out.”Hewaved the pain collar remote at them.“Goon, get on the mattress.Rightin the center.Yes, that’s right.”

They moved stiffly to obey—the drug they’d all ingested and the threat of their pain collars forcing their compliance.Theblack fabric of the mattress was cool and slightly rough againstNoelle’sbare skin as she knelt in the center.

“Now you—“Thunepointed a thick, dirty finger atNoelle.“Onyour back and spread your legs.”

Noelle’s heart felt like it was going to explode.

OhGod, is this really happening?AmIreally going to have to spread my legs and make a porn film for this perverted monster?

Shame warred with the relentless, chemically-induced throb of need between her thighs.

Better that than getting shocked again,whispered a little voice in her head—a voice that sounded suspiciously turned on.

She looked up atBrightandBurn, who were standing over her, their hard cocks level with her face.Thesight was almost enough to make her come untouched.Gods, she felt so empty inside—soneedy.

“You don’t have to do this, baby,”Burn’svoice was hoarse, strained with the effort of fighting both the drug and his own protective instincts.

“Yes,Ido,”Noelleanswered, her own voice coming out breathy and wanton.“Unlesswe all want to get shocked.”

Swallowing hard, she lay back on the mattress.Thestone ceiling was lost in shadow, the harsh lights creating a stark, dramatic pool around the huge black mattress.Slowly, feeling the eyes of the drone and theTrolloxupon her,Noellelet her knees fall apart, spreading her thighs wide, exposing herself completely.Thecool air hit her wet, swollen folds, and she shuddered, her hips giving a tiny, involuntary jerk.

I’m so wet…so ready.Thisis wrong, sowrong, butIcan’t help needing it.

The camera drone buzzed lower, positioning itself for a perfect, obscene close-up.Onthe viewscreen across the room, she saw herself magnified—a woman in a porn vid, with her large, full breasts…her tight, aching nipples…and the glistening, berry-dark flesh of her pussy laid bare for anyone to see.

It was mortifying, yet a dark, secret part of her was fascinated…watching the screen and seeing the evidence of her own arousal gleaming on her inner lips.

“Now you,” theTrolloxmotioned atBrightwith the remote.“Let’ssee you enter her—Iwant to watch you fill her up with that nice big cock of yours.Reallymake her tummy bulge.”

Bright looked down at her, his hazel-green eyes a turbulent storm of lust, reluctance, and a deep, ingrained horror.

Noelle knew how theKindredfelt about forcing a woman—they abhorred any kind of rape.Itwas against their code of conduct and, more fundamentally, woven into their veryDNA.Theywere physically and psychologically incapable of harming a female.

But if they didn’t do this,Thunewould subject them all to a world of pain.Theremote was a tangible promise of that agony.

She saw the conflict tearing theLightTwinapart.Reachingup, she placed a trembling hand on his muscular thigh.

“It’s all right,” she whispered, the words meant for him alone, though she knew the drone would probably pick them up.Thedrug pulsed through her, making the words feel like a truth.“Comeon,Bright—I…Idon’t mind.”

“Youshouldmind, my lady.”Hisvoice came out sounding bleak and harsh.“Youshould mind thatI’mabout to fuck you against your will.”

Noelle took a shaky breath, her gaze dropping to his hard length and then back to his tormented eyes.

“It’s not against my will.Ineedyou,Bright.Please…put yourself inside me.”

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BRIGHT

The conflict insideBrightwas a physical pain—a twisting knot in his gut that rivaled the aching hardness of his shaft.Thepink drink pulsed through his veins like liquid fire, amplifying every primal urge, but it couldn't completely silence the roar of hisKindredinstincts.

To take a female like this, under duress, watched by a monster… it’s a violation of everything we are.

He looked down atNoelle, spread out on the black mattress like a sacrifice.Hereyes were wide, a mixture of fear and a dark, drugged hunger that mirrored his own.Herscent—the sweet feminine aroma of her arousal filled his senses, making his head spin.