Alien Abduction

Alien Abduction

I read through the scene outline I was about to oversee, and then I read it again. I'd seen a lot of weird shit at the club over the years, but this one was up there in the top five weirdest.

Or maybe it didn't even break the top twenty.

My perceptions had changed over my time here. When I'd first started, everything was weird.

Now, not so much.

But this one . . .

Some people's fantasies were out there.

To say the very least.

But they paid decent coin to have their fantasies played out, and all I had to do was oversee that it stayed within the outline, agreed on by all parties, and that everything was safe and consensual.

This participant would be completely bound and gagged for the duration, so I needed to ensure his safety at all times and that everything they did to him was on his list of requests.

The room was set up like a medical lab, of sorts. A bit industrial, a bit sci-fi. A padded bench sat in the middle of the room and an examination table with various equipment was laid out. There was also a fucking machine—a heavy-duty metal box with a long protruding arm equipped with a dildo of choice at the end. The device had a hammer motion, imitating thrusting, and was often used in prostate torture because it was relentless.

Next to that was a milking machine.

Whoever had signed up for this knew what they were in for.

A man walked in. Well, kind of. A man underneath a mask. An alien mask to be exact. Something straight out of a Battlestar Galactica cosplay convention, with a large cranium and beady eyes, and a row of spikes that ran from his eyebrows up over his head and down the back of his neck under his lab coat. He resembled a lizard almost.

A scientist alien lizard.

Not the weirdest thing I'd seen.

But then the doors opened and a huge beast came in, leading a normal man who was blindfolded, barefoot, and wearing what appeared to be pajamas.

The beast was over six and a half feet tall, three feet wide, built like a pro football player. He was purple and resembled the offspring of a warthog and an orc, wearing a long trench coat.

These masks weren't ever going to win an Oscar for special effects, makeup, or prosthetics, but they were effective enough. Especially when the lights dimmed.

"What are you doing with me?" the man asked, his voice strained. "Where have you taken me?"

Lizardman removed the human's blindfold, and the man screamed when he saw the lizardman and struggled against his restraints. He was convincing. I'd seen less convincing acting in episodes of The Twilight Zone .

Then when the orc came into his view, the human struggled even harder, screamed even louder. And I could see why. The orc's trench coat was gone and he was sporting a huge strap-on alien dildo. Purple and black, with ridges, and at least ten inches long.

Jesus.

The lizardman traced a long fingernail down the man's cheek, and when he spoke, his voice was mechanical and robotic. "You bring me a human. Good, good," he said. "Get him ready."

The orc snuffled in assent and forced the human over to the padded workbench. He protested and tried to fight, but the orc was far too strong.

He forced the human face down onto the padded bench, shackled his hands to the metal rings, then ripped his T-shirt from his body, revealing a pale, muscular torso. Then the orc pulled the pajama pants down. The man struggled and fought, but the orc quickly had the human's ankles cuffed and locked. Bent at the knee, hobbled with padded thigh cuffs, he couldn't move. The man was lying face down with his cock and balls hanging off the end of the bench, his ass exposed, completely unable to move. He was a fly in a trap.

The lizardman inspected him, checking his restraints, and without breaking character, he said, "Are you comfortable, human?"

That was his cue, his script, to double-check he was okay.

The human gave a nod, which was for me as much as it was a signal for the scene to continue.

"Good."

"What do you want from me?" the human asked, acting frantic now. "What are you doing to me?"

"You are human," Lizardman replied. "You have something we need."

"I don't have anything!"

The lizardman cupped the man's balls, pulling on them. "Yes, you do. We need to extract it."

The human shook his head and fought, pulling on his arms and trying to move his legs as Lizardman began to stroke his cock. When he'd stopped struggling and let out a whimpered groan, Lizardman used the blindfold to gag him instead. He tried to protest around the material but Lizardman ignored him.

"Prepare the probe," he ordered.

The orc grunted and retrieved the fucking machine.

The dildo was black, maybe eight inches long, with a slightly curved head. It was covered in lube, and the orc stood at the human's exposed ass while the man was struggling and protesting again. I could make out muffled words like "nooo, please no" and "don't, please don't."

But those weren't his safe words.

Then the orc lined the dildo up and forced it into his ass in one slow push.

The human groaned and shook, his cock now hard as the lizardman pulled on his balls, giving him time to adjust. "You will give us what we need. Your precious seed. It gives us life, and abducting humans is the only way we can get it."

Well, the script wasn't gonna win any Oscars either, but still...

Then the lizardman gave him a few long strokes and the human tried to fight it again, muffled protests and groans. But then he started the machine, slow at first, and the human bucked against his restraints, moaning around the mouth gag as the dildo pumped in and out of him.

"Prepare him for milking," Lizardman ordered, and the orc wheeled over a milking machine.

Very similar to the ones a farmer would attach to a cow's udder. A long, cylindrical suction piece was fitted over the human's cock. His eyes went wide and he shook his head, but he was powerless to resist.

The orc gave Lizardman a nod, and Lizardman flipped the switch. The machine whirred and the suction cylinder locked onto the human's cock, and it began to simulate a sucking, pulling motion.

The human screamed behind the gag, his body flinching and pulling on the restraints. The fucking machine and the milking machine worked him over while the lizardman stroked his back. "This is a fine human," he said. "We might keep this one as our pet and milk him every day."

The man groaned and whined as he came the first time. The milking machine hummed and slurped wet sounds as he filled the cylinder.

The orc ran his hands over the human's back and down over his ass.

"Now?" the orc asked.

"Not yet," Lizardman replied. "We get what we need, then we can have our turns."

Jesus.

Yes, this human was going to go through it tonight.

He was going to get every single thing he requested and paid for.

He jerked in his restraints, groaning louder, thrusting, and trying to get free of the milker.

I could only imagine how sensitive he felt right now.

And the way the fucking machine just never stopped. Ramming into him over and over, making the human cry and beg.

So they made it go harder, deeper, staying inside him for a full two seconds before sliding almost all the way out before ramming back into him.

He began to shudder and shake, groan and whine. That line between pain and pleasure was indistinguishable as he began to come again.

Lizardman held the milker and the human cried out as he poured a second load into the cylinder. He was milked of every drop, almost screaming with the force of it. His body was taut, every muscle straining, and he shook as the milker still pumped and the dildo still fucked.

It was not to be turned off.

"Good human," Lizardman said. He stroked the man's balls again, making him cry out, trying to pull away, unable to move. Twitching and trembling, his whole body racked with convulsions.

The sounds he made were barely human, and I had to wonder if he would safe-word.

"Now?" the orc asked again, his voice deep and gruff. "Now, now, now." He snuffled and grunted, his tusks at the back of the human's ass. "Want turn, want turn."

"Okay," Lizardman said. "Now it's your turn."

The human lay on the padded bench, his head hanging, completely spent. There was no resisting on his cuffs now, even though the milking machine still pumped and sucked.

But now it was the orc's turn.

Lizardman turned off the fucking machine and slowly pulled the dildo out. The human groaned around his gag, his asshole gaping. But then the orc moved into place behind him, and the human's head shot up, fully aware that this wasn't over yet. The orc poured lube over his huge alien dildo cock, smothering every ridge and bump, snuffling and grunting excitedly as he did.

The human couldn't see him—it was all happening behind him—but his eyes were wide and he was beginning to struggle against the restraints again. Lizardman cupped his face. "Ever been fucked by an alien cock before?"

The man screamed and shook his head.

"I promised him he could have a turn. Be a good human and take it."

The human shook his head again, moaning and pleading around his gag.

"Now relax, and this won't hurt," Lizardman said, still holding his face. "Much."

The orc gripped the human's hips from behind and rammed his huge purple alien cock inside him.

The human screamed, trying to twist out of the restraints, and Lizardman held his face. "Good human," he said. "Take it. Just take it. Take it all. I think you have more come in you yet. You need to be a good human and give it to me."

The human groaned, long and low, his neck corded with the strain.

The orc grunted and howled, feral sounds, as he fucked him. Rough and hard, he rammed into him over and over, all while the milking machine still sucked and pumped his cock.

"Take his cock," Lizardman urged. "Take it all. Let him have his fun, little human. You like that big alien cock in your ass? I think we might keep you. Keep you tied up like this to use as we want whenever we want."

"No," the human cried, shaking his head. "No, no."

So the orc fucked him harder.

The human cried out again, shaking and sobbing as he came again. The milking machine whirred and slurped, and the human jerked and convulsed.

The lizardman took pity on him and raised his hand. "Orc, enough."

The orc let his head fall back and he howled, pulling the dildo out and stepping back.

Lizardman unclipped the milking machine and the human yelped and shuddered as it was removed. His asshole was gaping, and he groaned as he let his muscles relax.

Lizardman kneeled near the human's head, pulling his head up by his hair. "Foolish human, we're not done with you yet."

He tried to protest, so Lizardman removed the gag. "Speak, human."

He shook his head. "No, no. Please, no."

The orc kneeled in front of the human so he could watch as he removed the strap-on alien dildo. Only to undo his pants and pull out his large human cock. He was fully erect—must have been a solid eight inches long. Not as big as the alien dildo, but damn, not far off.

The human shook his head again and began to cry. "No, no."

"Oh, yes," Lizardman said.

The orc slicked his erection with lube and fed it into the human's ass, all the way, right to the hilt. He let his head fall back with a groan.

Lizardman kept his hands on the human's face, looking him in the eye. "Such a fine human specimen, taking his big cock."

The human cried out with every thrust, and soon the orc thrust in one last time with a roar as he came deep inside him.

The human moaned with every pulse.

"Such a good human," Lizardman whispered. "You're almost done."

The orc pulled out, dripping come as he did, and he howled, dragging his hand up the human's back as the lizardman took his turn.

He pulled out his cock and tapped the head at the human's gaping, used hole, making the human cry out.

"Put something in his mouth," Lizardman said. "Shut him up."

The orc gripped the human's hair, forced his head up, and shoved his spent cock in the human's mouth. He struggled and gagged until the lizardman thrust into his ass. No lube, though his ass was dripping.

They spit-roasted him, forcing him to take it at both ends, and the lizardman fucked him hard.

Like, hard.

He slammed into him over and over, making him gag on the orc's cock with every thrust. He came with a roar, balls deep, jerking with every shot he put in him.

The orc pulled his cock free and the human slumped, completely spent.

Lizardman fought to catch his breath, still buried in the human's ass, while the orc undid the cuffs and restraints.

The human groaned, letting his limbs fall heavily. Lizardman pulled out, and then together the orc and the lizard helped the human stand.

They took off their masks, and as they assisted him with aftercare, the three of them chatted and laughed. According to the notes, the three men would move to the sauna and hot tub.

And with a wave to me behind the one-way glass, the alien abduction scene was done.

Another one for the long list of weird shit I've had the privilege of seeing at the Gay Sex Club.