1. Redemption: Ch.4


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    me to be nice to the little cyborg girl? Is she even programmed with feelings?” Rayne stilled as the reaper sat on the table next to her. Amadashiel leaned down and tried to kiss Rayne, but she turned her face away. Rayne was not trained to please women. Her sole focus would always be upon a male Dom. She raised her eyes to her Master who watched the reaper with a frown. “You wanna see a little girl on girl action, Lukey?” the reaper giggled. Rayne chewed her lower lip as the reaper’s hand smoothed up the inside of Rayne’s thigh. Rayne gasped when the girl’s fingers speared into her. It hurt. “Stop it,” Master finally snarled pushing Amadashiel’s hand away. “She’s a virgin.” Amadashiel’s eyes went round and her head snapped to the side to look at Rayne. Rayne paid her no mind, her eyes solely on her beautiful Master. “You mean…surely you’re joking,” Amadashiel scoffed. “Surely one of the boys has plundered her already.” Master’s gaze grew icy as he glared at the girl. “No one has defiled her. She’s too small for any of the males aboard the space station.” Amadashiel gaped at Master and then began to laugh loudly. “But, Luke, she a whore.” “Shut up,” he snapped angrily now. “Don’t call her that. No one but me has ever touched her—“ “Delusional prick,” Amadashiel spat back. Master grew quiet. Amadashiel laughed again, but this time scornfully. “She was King Dred’s cum dump. He took her holographically until he finally took her for real. She was dead when Cyneolle pulled her ...
    rotting corpse from the palace…” Rayne frowned, thought hard. Images came to her, distant, unfocused. Boy Rayne. They had him in a cage in the king’s dungeon. He was feral, hissing at all who approached. They’d abandoned him there, deeming him too savage to deal with. He’d begun to starve and Rayne visited everyday to throw him food through the bars of the cage. She’d tried to befriend him, but he’d bare his fangs at her whenever she approached. More images haunted her, of being taken by many different aliens, feeling frightened, and then that last day she was at the palace. Tentacles had slithered all around her, burning her with acidic slime. She couldn’t breathe. The agony hadn’t lasted long, though. Bright light had engulfed her, giving her peace, but even that faded away. She was somewhere dark, surrounded by water, but was being lifted out, placed in a metal cage. No. Not a cage. Rayne began to scream. Scream until her throat felt raw. They’d put what was left of her inside a metal skeleton. Master shook her. His eyes were wide. “Look at me, baby,” he commanded. She couldn’t stop screaming, the memory of feeling trapped inside that skeleton driving her mad with terror. They grew new organs inside, covered her with new skin. Rayne shoved Lucien away. He wasn’t her Master. He’d never claimed her. She was alone. No one wanted her anymore. Why should they? She was not human. “Baby, calm down. It’s alright,” he pleaded. She was a machine. Her brain trapped within a metal ...