My Sexy Maid from Another Planet Part 3 of 3

My Sexy Maid from Another Planet
Part 3 of 3

I stuck my cock inside Mary until we both came. Afterward, we were made to wash again in the river, and I was taken away to the palace and the Princess's private apartment. There, I found myself still completely naked and chained by a locked leather collar on white fur. The chain was attached to a staple on the floor. I slept for a while, and when I awoke, I found a bowl of food within reach with some cool water for drinking.

About an hour later, the pregnant Mary entered the room dressed in a maid's uniform. She looked tearful but quickly bent down to make a fuss of me, followed by Princess Oona.

"Go on, boy, give her what she wants. I like to watch," she said in an incredible, calm voice. I was going to help Mary undress, but the order soon dissuaded me.

"You don't need to do that, boy. She's not wearing any knickers."

The Princess sat there with a smile on her face as she watched Mary drop down on the mat with me. I put my arms around her and hugged her to me.

I could feel her small breasts and her hardening nipples against my chest. She put her hand down to pull my cock between her legs. I could feel her wet warmth. She smelled lovely, and I knew she had rewashed before being put into uniform.

She turned round to face me, not for a second letting go of my cock. Her lips touched mine softly, and I let my hand wander down her warm belly, and my fingers found her warm wet vagina lips. I gently probed her pussy. She pulled my hand away and placed my cock between her legs so that it mashed up against her pussy lips. I kissed her gently and ran my fingers through her hair; as I did so, I felt her stretch and push her warm body against mine.

Her small hand nervously brought my cock to her hole. I flexed my legs to press against her, barely touching her pussy. I slowly pushed more of my cock into her tight channel, feeling her muscles beginning to grip me.

She was very wet, making my entry easier than I expected, and she was moaning with pleasure. I began a slow rhythmic movement in and out. My cock filled her, the head ramming against the cervix with each inward push. I lay entirely upon her, grasping her buttocks with both hands. Mary lay under me, not crushed, as she was very much aware of her pregnancy; I took my body weight on my elbows.

Suddenly, she had an orgasm, making her moan in joy. We continued fucking, I was holding her tight, and then I felt her second orgasm gripping my cock even tighter. I could hold out no longer, and I began to cum, pumping a large volume of semen into her.

As we pulled apart, sated for the moment, we heard the Princess gently clapping her hands.

Now, girl, unlock him, take him into my bathroom, and wash him. I will expect him to be washed and naked in my bed when I return.

Mary took me to the bathroom, helped me shower, and returned to the Princess's bedroom. I clambered onto the bed, thoroughly enjoying the luxurious feel of the silk sheets on her bed. I must have slept for a time. When I awoke, Mary was gone, and the Princess stood at the end of the bed looking down at me.

I had to admire her beauty. She had a lovely slim figure with perfectly rounded breasts, petite but sexy buttocks, and beautiful legs. I could see her likeness to Jammarree. She was the same lovely copper color as her sister and a perfect picture of perfection. Her long black hair fell straight down her back to her waist. She sat down on the bed.

"Do you think I am beautiful, Tony?"

"Yes..."

"More beautiful than my sister?"

"I love your sister, so being objective is hard."

"You also love Princess Zoe, I am told."

"Yes. I do."

"Do you think you could ever love me?" She asked.

I looked up at her. "I learned to love Jammarree through her kindness and getting to know her as her lover."

The Princess looked at me and then surprised me when she said,

"I love Jammarree and Felicity, our cousin, as well."

I saw a different side to this beautiful black Princess for the first time. I thought I saw something unexpected in her eyes—a softness that had never been there. She joined me on the bed, and I put my arms around her and started to kiss and caress her.

After a moment, she pushed me away. She didn't want any of that.

She put her hand down and grabbed my cock gently, I was very erect as her soft hand caressed me, and she looked down at me and smiled happily.

She sat astride me and pointed my cock at the entrance to her pussy. I pushed in gently. She was very tight, very wet, and very warm. She pulled me close, and I felt her long nails digging into my back.

I kept a reasonably slow pace as I concentrated on pleasing her. With each stroke, I felt myself getting closer and closer to coming. She moved very expertly with me.

"Faster...." she whispered.

I closed my eyes and pounded into her. The image of her beautiful, slim black body sitting across my thighs had me going. Suddenly, I felt her hot breath on my face as her lips locked on to mine, her tongue forcefully exploring my mouth, and the subtle smell of her expensive perfume filling my nostrils was combining to bring me to a massive orgasm. Yet, we continued to pound into one another until we suddenly came together. She breathed deeply and climbed off me as she reached for a towel to clean ourselves up with.

I looked up at her and saw she was smiling. I could not help myself as I took her in my arms and held her. She sat back and rested her head on my shoulders. We sat there in silence.

"You ready again, Tony?" She asked quietly.

I wanted her badly, and to my surprise, she started kissing me tenderly.

"Tony, that was a good fuck. Now, let's make love properly. Close your eyes and think of Jammarree."

I started to kiss her, and I nibbled her breasts. She did not know how to respond, but she tried.

She was very impatient. She suddenly just pushed me back on the bed and got on top of me.

She was the boss, and she knew exactly what she wanted. She took my cock in her tiny hands and started to play with it, and then with an expertise that was quite astonishing considering her lack of opportunity, she straddled me once again and slid my cock into her love tunnel.

I tried to slow her down, but she was already away on her wild ride, so I let her enjoy it. It was not long before she started to moan and twitch. I felt myself about to come as well. Suddenly, she screamed and collapsed head-first onto my chest. I grabbed her by the waist and held her. She was sweating and spent. I pulled out slowly, and she eased herself off of me. We lay together on her bed for several moments without saying a word.

Suddenly, she started to whisper. "I'm not the bitch I pretend to be Tony. Jammarree knows where you are, and you will be back with her soon. Our mother is a bitch, and Jammarree and I have planned this operation for a long time. Getting captured was not in the plan, but it shows how careful we must be. I decided to play the hard woman part that the public sees to gather intelligence on our mother's operations. I frequently and publicly criticize Jammarree as a traitor, but soon, I intend to join her and take you with me."

"Oona, I could grow to love you quite easily, and I would love to have you as a wife if you were the person you now say you are. If you are that person, then I would want you again and again, you little witch," I whispered. Oona smiled as she crawled into my arms, and I kissed her. She kissed me back. She then climbed on top of me and started to fuck me again. This time, slowly. She was tired, but now she was enjoying our contact.

I held her as she worked herself up and down on me. She started to come. It was not so frantic this time, but it seemed longer lasting and just as lovely. I felt her tighten and twitch. I rubbed her back. She moaned. I grabbed her tightly and came hard.

We lay for a while, then she said. Tony, I must mistreat you when others are around or we go out in public, but that is my cover. We can only whisper when making love because I do not know whether this room is bugged. In public, I will abuse you and treat you with contempt but don't lose faith in me.

We fell asleep in each other's arms until the early morning light brought Oona awake and ready to be serviced again. Mary and another girl were called to wash me, and I was returned to the bearskin rug on the floor to sleep until I was again woken.

The next day, the Princess decided to take me out to walk in public. I was naked and even denied sandals for my feet. Guards surrounded us, and the chain around my neck led me. To my surprise and the Princess's surprise, people just turned away in a silent protest. We returned to the palace, and the Princess was very quiet.

I was there with Princess Oona for about ten days, according to my calculation, and it was just getting dark one night when I found myself smothered in a large cloth so that I could not see my captors, my chain and collar taken off and half a dozen pairs of hands dragged me away.

I guessed from the sound of water that we were going to the river, and I was placed at the bottom of a large boat. The cloth was taken off of me so that I could see that I had half a dozen soldiers guarding me. I guessed that they were from the Princess's bodyguard. I recognized one of them as the young soldier I had been told to fuck on the riverbank. She smiled down at me and spoke. "I am going to finish what you started." As she stood astride me and knelt to play with my cock.

I knew I could do nothing but give the soldier what she wanted. I fingered her black pubic hairs, slipping my fingers between the hot, wet lips of her clitoris. She massaged my stiff cock, stroking it gently and encouraging its full size. Then she lay down on her back with her legs spread wide. She extended her arms, pulling me down onto her.

Her colleagues were cheering her on as I pushed gently into her. She was very tight, hot, and wet.

"Harder. Do it harder." the soldier cried.

I heard her soft moans from a distance. I felt her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me even closer, her ankles locked at my back; I could scarcely breathe; for that instant, I felt as though my heart had stopped. I was conscious only of the fearful beating of the blood in my temples and the hardness of the boards at the bottom of the boat. I thrust myself into her as deeply as I could. I drove into her, pleasing her and punishing her in the same instant. I worked my hips faster, and her head rolled back and forth on the mattress, and she whispered in a muted ecstasy, "Oh, you are good; the Princess will miss you. Now shoot that sperm into me."

She was enjoying it, and I could feel my body pulse. I could feel my orgasm coming, and she started going wild. No longer was she holding me tightly against her, but now she was hunching her body into me. She was half crying and half whining as she lunged upward and pulled at me at the same time.

The sound she made was somewhere between a scream and a moan. I know her fingers were digging into my back, and she was trying to pull me inside her so hard it was causing pain in my pelvic area. Her pelvic bone was thrusting against mine so fast and hard that it was painful as I erupted inside her. I thought she was as exhausted as I was when we both collapsed. My weight dropped directly on her.

By the time we had finished, we had arrived at our destination, much to the dismay of some of my escorts. I was made to walk into a large compound and immediately gathered this was a breeding farm. There we were met by a large Negress with a beautiful smile.

The Breeding Compound

The black woman was at least 7'4" tall with a perfectly proportioned, well-muscled body. No one could say she was fat; she could, at best, be described as statuesque. She had long hair that hung down her back almost to her waist, and her face seemed to have a lovely smile that showed off her beautiful white teeth. She was charming, and she took my cock in her big hand and caressed it gently. "Oh yes, boy, you will be very popular here with the girls." Her smile became even broader as she watched my cock grow with her expert fondling.

The female soldiers watched with a certain amount of envy showing on their faces but seemed eager to get back to their barracks, except for my young soldier friend, who would have liked to stay with me a bit longer. I heard her say as she left, "Yes, Kris, he is good, and he has just fucked me as well, and he looks ready to go again."

After the soldiers left, Kris took me for a shower, and she told me that Princess Oona had aroused a lot of resentment at having sole ownership of me, especially the lousy way she had treated me in public. Breeding males are like gold, and the resentment caused annoyed the queen, so she ordered your removal and instructed me to make the maximum use of you. I have been told to take pictures of you being used by young girls and to humiliate you as much as possible, as she wants them to annoy the Queen of Zircon and her daughter.

She later fed me and took me to her bedroom. "Tonight, you are mine, but tomorrow you must go to work. I have so many girls here waiting impatiently to be serviced.

As she took me to her bedroom, I wondered if I would measure up to her needs; when I mentioned my fears, she just "Ssh boy, you will do nicely. Don't you worry, none." In the bedroom, she wasted no time as she pushed me back on the bed and straddled me, and her lips descended on mine.

Her massive breasts with their super-sized nipples pushing into me, her 300 1bs of solid muscle pressing me deep into the mattress of the bed. I found my face buried between her firm breasts and her strong muscular arms pulling me close.

Her long black hair sprayed out over my face as her lips pressed down on mine, her tongue forcing its way through my lips as her free hands groped for my cock. She grabbed it quite tenderly and lined it up with her pussy, which was already very wet and warm as I felt myself being pushed inside her. It was mind-blowing as she started working me quite expertly with the muscles of her pussy, having fully enveloped my cock as she started caressing and massaging my cock so tightly and skillfully that I thought I could not last very long.

She started making loud gasping and gurgling noises, which turned into moans as our passion grew, and I started responding in the best way I could.

Her orgasms started as she forced me deep inside her and then held me tight until her orgasm had passed, and she started moving again. This happened about four or five times each time she tightened her body around me, holding me tight, almost squeezing the breath out of me until, as was inevitable, I started to come inside her. Then her moaning turned to become a whine, and her body went rigid as her womanhood erupted.

Her rippling flesh and muscle assaulted my cock, carrying me with her to her pinnacle of ecstasy. It was far beyond anything in my extensive experience. Suddenly, she was done and eased her body off mine onto the bed, leaving me limp and exhausted beside her.

I realized then that I had experienced the nearest thing to male rape that was humanly possible. She pulled me off the bed, picked me up in her arms, and took me out the back of the hut to a small pool of lukewarm water, where she unceremoniously dumped me. She joined me, started soaping me down, and washed me carefully.

Finally, she took me in her arms and forced one of her enormous teats into my mouth. I knew what was expected of me and responded accordingly. All the time I was suckling, she was bringing my cock back to its full operating size, and we were soon on the way back to her bedroom and another long session.

I awoke in the early morning as Kris wanted me again. When it was over, I lay limp and quivering beneath her as she grinned down at me. "For what it's worth, baby, you are pretty good yourself, good enough that I think I wish I could keep you here for my use rather than let you lose in the breeding pens."

She retook me to the pool, and then one of her assistants came and took me to the breeding pens. We went into a large building, and as we walked, remembering, of course, that I was naked, I was the subject of a lot of catcalls. My escort stopped to talk to another assistant, and I had a chance to look in the nearest pen. I was shocked to see four girls and a very puny-looking man.

My escort saw me looking, and she chuckled and said, "You will look like him when you've fucked a couple of hundred of these girls." Eventually, we stopped at pen number 244, and she opened the door and ushered me inside; the girls were lying on mattresses and leaped to their feet when they saw me. Their faces lit up, and for a moment, I thought I would be killed in the rush.

The girls were all relatively young and well-built. My escort smiled, "You know what to do, and you have a week to do it." She let herself out with that, and I heard the door lock behind us.

One girl soon had hold of my cock, and she commented, "I see honey that you are sure built for breeding." Her skin was jet black; she had enormous breasts that hung down.

"I've just finished nursing my last one."

"Boy, am I ready for you she said as she pulled me down onto her mattress. One of the girls gave her a washcloth, and she started washing my cock gently, making it glisten as it began to grow. She took both hands to wash my balls next, tenderly. Her touch felt like feathers as she gently washed one, then the other.

Then, she quickly joined me on the mattress. My cock was by then fully erect, standing complete and proud, ready to do the job for which it was intended. She lay back on the bed and lifted her legs, bending her knees and moving so her heels were on the edge of the bed, the same as her buttocks. Her sex was spread wide open for me, and I took my finger and rubbed her slit. It felt wet, and I spoke.

"Looks like you're about ready, aren't you?" She grinned,

"Yeah, I've been feeling that way for a day or two now."

I took my cock in my hand and rubbed the head about the entrance to her pussy. She groaned as I edged it inside, her walls stretching to accept me as I pushed gently. The other girls were all standing there, watching as I went inside another inch. She opened her eyes, grunting as I gently started to move in and out of her pussy. She saw the others watching. She smiled happily at them, not saying anything, as she just lay there and accepted my cock inside of her.

Then, she closed her eyes, her face contorted, and I felt the walls of her vagina start to spasm around my cock, as she gave a loud, passionate cry.

With a chuckle, I withdrew my cock a few inches and then lunged forward, making her yelp, then a moan escaped from her mouth. I pushed in one more, sinking the last of my cock into her, making her moan loudly once more. I smiled as I started to pump in and out of her, her pussy slick now with her juices, which were lubricating me nicely. I knew how to make a woman feel that good way, and to even give more pleasure, I took my thumb and moved it to the top of her slit, where her little nub protruded between the lips of her sex. I tweaked it, and her body shuddered, another joyous cry escaping her mouth. I grinned, knowing that I just made her happy once more.

Her hips were moving with me each time I thrust into her, meeting my inward thrusts to smack the back of her thighs against my hips. It didn't take long for me to get that feeling where my seed would rush through my cock into her womb. I grunted happily as I came and flooded her womb with my first spending. It felt terrific as her tight hole milked it out of my cock. We smiled at each other as I placed my hands on her breasts, massaging them gently. She sighed, saying, "You sure know how to make a girl happy, Tony. "I leaned forward and kissed her lips, then standing, I stepped back, my long prick pulling out of her hole, letting my excess juices flow onto the floor.

I soon found that there was a set routine and that the girls did not usually lie around all day.

The first day of mating was relaxed, but after that, the girls were expected to work, although not complex.

When we were awakened in the early morning, the girls were expected to clean out the room, and one of them was taken to collect the early morning meal. The studs were allowed to rest.

After breakfast, we went to a field where the girls were engaged in various kinds of fieldwork.

They were not treated as enslaved people, but the studs were. I was shocked when I found that I was chained to a tree, but the girls could come and visit me when they felt horny, and that kept me very busy indeed.

The overseers ensured that the girls went to the right stud and did not visit where they were not supposed to go. This routine made sure the girls kept fit, and the continual sex also kept me very fit. I soon found that I was being fed supplements in my food to ensure that I could meet the exceptional demands being made on me. I had to admit that the food was good, and the treatment overall was good.

After a few weeks, I was moved to another pen with four girls, and I soon found that I was put with girls who were at the most critical time of their cycle, which almost certainly ensured that they became pregnant during that time with me.

This continued for about a month, except for about one night a week. Kris made me stop the night with her. On one such night, I woke to find myself looking up at Princess Jammarree Felicity and a smiling Princess Oona. I knew then that I was being rescued. Princess Jammarree

I whipped a blanket around me, and we were returning to planet Earth within twenty minutes.

Back in the valley, many smiling and pregnant girls met me. Jammarree told me that tests proved that around 50% were boys, and she proudly presented me with my son. She had not chosen a name for him, as he would probably have to live his life on Earth, and we needed to select names that would blend in.

The next day, Jammarree caused a council of war." I have just received news that both the populations on Tyros and Zircon are protesting over this stupid war. They are demanding that an armistice be signed and that our mission to Earth be given the finance and support of the people of both planets. Our mission is urgent, and we must move to the next stage. So, Tony and I are returning to his home, and we can, in the light of the present situation here on Earth, plan our next move."

There were many questions, especially who would be in charge while she was away, and then Jammarree said, "Princess Zoe will come with Tony and me. We will not be away long."

On my return home, I found that Angie had done an excellent job with the business. Her records were immaculate, and the company had been good. When I explained that it was possible that I would be away for some further time, she insisted that she was pretty happy to continue. My home was in good condition, and Jammarree said she had ensured everything was in good order.

After a few days of studying the political situation in the World, we unanimously decided to move to England, as it is one of the most democratic countries and has a stable political situation. We would acquire one or two large estates so the girls could have some privacy while acclimatizing to Earth.

I later found that money was no problem. Gold was as standard as coal on planets Zircon and Tyros, so our first task was to convert some of this wealth into currencies without upsetting the World economic balance and look for suitable premises.

I was still unsure how Jammarree hoped to achieve the integration in the numbers required to rescue the populations of both planets. Still, Zoe and Jammarree said they had certain assets
I was unaware that this would assist with our task.

The End