It was morning, only a few short hours after the lights turned on. Dina had woken up but hadn’t moved away from the bench. There was too much going on and she didn’t dare leave with Naam wandering around outside of her cell as he fed and watered the various prisoners.

She kept her knees up near her chest, angling her body to avoid exposing her sex to his curious gaze. The tablet rested on her thighs as she worked her way frantically through the lessons. She needed to know more, to understand the language enough to interpret the codes she gleamed from watching the videos.

The first one didn’t show up in her lessons but she managed to find a dictionary that had part of the word for “open” in it but she couldn’t figure out the prefix of the word. The second command, the one to restore the armor, had the same four letter prefix but the rest of the word was intelligible.

She frowned and tapped through the lessons. It like she was cramming for a lesson now. She and Korin didn’t have much time. They may never have enough time but the tiny shred of hope gave her impetus to learn as much as she could.

Lost in thought, it took a moment to realize that there was standing over her. With a start, she looked up to see Naam looking down at her, grinning. His cock was half-hard, the prickly length rising up to bump against her thigh. The sharp points scraped against her leg.

Startled, she shivered as her heart began to beat faster.

He leaned toward her, his azure eyes slowly taking her in. His look lingered between her legs and she clamped her thighs and tilted further away in hopes that it would discourage him. “I know you can understand me,” he hummed in a low voice.

Dina wasn’t sure how to respond.

He rested one heavy hand on her thigh. With a steady pressure, he pulled it to the side. When Dina kept her thighs clamped, he grabbed her other knee and squeezed down. Pain shot up her leg as he pinned her in place. Then slowly, he forced her thighs apart.

It felt like she was being torn apart.

"You slaves are so soft. No teeth, no fighting. Just a wet hole.” His hums were low and growling, shaking her body as his cock twitched and grew up between her forced apart legs. The sharp barbs stuck out, quivering with his heart. One ridge thumped against her ruined opening. Sharp points dug into her skin as he continued to lengthen and grow harder.

He shoved one hand down her inner thigh, forcing it further apart.

Dina shuddered as she tried to find. She desperately wanted to lash out but the quills sticking out prevented her from attacking. He was too strong and powerful.

He jammed two thick fingers into her ruined pussy, easily penetrating the gaping opening and shoving deep inside her. A burn of agony started then the intense feeling of fullness. He was cruel as he jammed his fingers knuckle deep into her pussy, stretching healing skin and tearing deep inside her.

"To easy to penetrate,” he chuckled as he pumped in and out. "I don’t have to break my fingers just getting it inside. Such soft opening.”

She gasped in discomfort, squirming and twisting as he impaled her repeatedly on his two thick digits. It hurt but also had just a hint of pleasure as he thrust deeper, driving his fingers deep into her cunt until she was uncomfortably full.

He leaned into her, his powerful body looming over her. His breathing was a low rumble as he forced a third finger into her pussy.

Dina gasped in agony. She tried to clamp her thighs shut but his cock had grown up between them. The delicate skin caught against the sharp points. It cut into her until she could stop.

Forced apart, she sobbed as he chuckled. "Such soft fuck hole.”

He rammed his fist against her pussy, smacking against her labia as his three fingers tore into her. He didn’t care for her pleasure, only to loosen up her pussy to rape it.

She clutched at the wall, sobbing. Her entire body smacked up against the wall, her naked skin striking with harder and faster strokes.

Naam finally yanked his hands free. His fingers were dripping with red-tinged clear fluids.

She tried to twist away but he ground down on her knee, pinning her hip to the bench by pinning her leg bone in place. With his other hand, he grabbed the thick, quill-filled cock. It wasn’t quite a meter long, but the thick cock was wider than her fist before the thousands of sharp points seemed to make it twice as large. His thick hand squeezed down on the quills, bending them forward to get a grip on the thick member.

"No, please don’t,” she whimpered.

"Scream for me.” He lowered his knees and aimed the sharp points of his cock up against her opening. The sharp points scraped against the stretched open skin.

He just shoved it in, forcing the sharp points into her opening. She could feel every sharp edge but—like before—it didn’t pierce her inner skin. The chemically hardened flesh shielded her from none of the pain as he rammed his cock deep into her pussy.

It sliced into her, plunging deep. There was friction as she was ripped further open but otherwise there was no resistance as the quills were forced deeper and deeper.

Her belly swelled as the quills spread open, forcing her wider with terrifying pain. The massive cock continue further along, the steel-hardness forcing her back to arch forward.

The cock head drove into her chest, forcing the air out of her lungs. She cried out, a long wail that ended with a gurgled cry. The length of the hardness impaled her like a pole, forcing her body to wrap around the agonizing shaft.

"Scream for me,” he hummed loudly. "Scream, you fucking bitch.” He grunted and jammed his shaft deeper. The hardness impaling her forced her back to arch as it drove deep. She could feel it scraping against her insides. As he drove it to the base, she felt the quills lodging themselves into every centimeter from her pussy to her throat.

"Scream!” he snapped.

He yanked out his cock. The quills blossomed inside her, spreading out as they caught on delicate, sensitive flesh. Every point slashed into her as his cock pried her length obscenely open.

He yanked his cock out with a splatter of liquid. Before she could catch her breath, he rammed his cock into her. His quills tore out of her pussy, each quill snapped free with a burning line of agony as it slipped out of her body.

"Fucking cunt. So soft.” He rammed his cock back into her, crushing her body against the wall as he impaled centimeter after centimeter into her pussy. His quills tore at her insides as he hammered her body, fucking her with long, brutal strikes.

Naam rammed her body against the wall, fucking harder and faster. Her body slid up along the wall. He gripped her knees tighter, forcing her body up until she was pinned against the wall, her entire weight forced down on the barbed cock tearing in and out of her wet, brutal strokes.

Her shaking hands planted against his chest, she tried to pull herself off his cock but couldn’t. It was too long, too hard, to powerful as it tore through her, ripping her in and out. Wet splatters struck the bench, she couldn’t tell if it was pre-cum, blood, or something else.

Naam grunted as his hips pounded his cock into her. It felt like his cock was tipped with blades as it continued to tear into her, ripping open her pussy and plunging deep.

Unwillingly, her inner walls clamped down on the cock. It only increased the pressure and pain of having the quills tear into her.

His shaft swelled, the sharp points punching into the delicate inner walls. His thrusts were halted, locked into place as he groaned and drove it deeper. The quills made it possible thrust into her but his growing pleasure made it impossible to escape. His shaft worked deeper and deeper, filling her with agony as it swelled to easily twitch its girth.

Naam’s cock exploded inside her. Searing hot jets of cum splattered deep inside her, a veritable hot that hammered against her insides. She could feel it flooding it in her throat with thick globs of cum oozing down the burning length of her pussy.

With a snarl on his face, he grabbed her by the throat. Powerful fingers dug into her shoulder and neck, cutting off her breath.

Instantly, she grew dizzy.

He pulled his hips back.

His cock blossomed further into her, the quills standing on end as they bristled inside her. Thousands of sharp points tore into her, bending back.

It was too much. She tried to scream but she was suffocating. Her entire body tensed in agony as she writhed.

One quill popped out of her pussy, ripping at the opening as it snapped back into place. Then another, each one felt like a sharp blade cutting into her pussy as he tore his massive cock out of her tortured opening.

The world grew dark as she screamed and writhed. It hurt more than anything else, centimeter after centimeter of sharp edges cutting and slicing into her sex he pulled out.

His entire body shook from the effort. His cock continued to pop free, one sharp edge at a time.

Her world grew dark with agony.

Finally, after an endless eternity of agony, the lack of his massive cock tore free of her body. Thick jets of cum poured out of her pussy, pouring down on the ground.

Naam released her.

She slumped into a puddle of cum. Waves of dizziness slammed into her. Trembling, she reached down to her tortured pussy until she felt the hot liquid pouring out between her digits. Dreading what she would see, she pulled her hand up. She expected to see blood on her fingers but there was only thick streamers of cum.

The sight of it brought up the terrifying reason. She wasn’t going to die on the alien’s cock. There was no freedom. She was stuck, a slave until she managed to escape with her husband or died.

She sobbed.

Naam chuckled. "Until next time.”

He turned and headed off. "So soft,” he muttered.

Left alone in a puzzle of cum, Dina could only sob as she lost herself in the fading agony of her brutal rape.