Colonel White and Her Seven

Colonel White and the Seven.

It had been a hell of a long day fighting the good fight for humanity on planet Faraday 22 V. The rocky, lava ridden terrain of the biggest planet in the Triangulam Galaxy lay ravaged as one of the biggest battles of the 25th century was fought on it. Around a quarter of a million lay lifeless all around the planet. And yet, that was not the end of it. It was but the biggest of all battles for Alloxium, the wonder substance fueling most of the technology of the 25th century. The galaxy was the biggest known store house of it, and all major spacefaring species in the universe swarmed in and charged in a galaxy spanning battle to claim it. Humanity had fought this war to its most violent extreme. But today, was a thunderous victory all across the galaxy. 5 different species decimated and defeated through strategy, firepower, and sheer grit and will, as evidenced by the mountain of alien corpses lying on the fields of Faraday 22 V.

And sitting on the gunner sit of the biggest S class assault spaceship ever designed by humans, looking down on the massacre created by her command, was an extremely remarkable woman, feeling proud of herself. She had been the commander in chief in the field for the battle for Alloxium all across the galaxy. Every strategic and tactical decision was either made and executed by her. Every defeat snatched by the humans had her hand in it. The aliens called her the one eyed she-demon. And she had earned every inch of dread she inspired. Colonel Himani Snow was the apex predator in the galaxy. The biggest, baddest, darkest fucking massacring savage in the galaxy, and knowing this made her very very wet.

The usual utter demonic rage that she possessed for these aliens who dared a chance at humanity's claim to the Alloxium deposits of the galaxy always burnt within her. She was indeed at her most giddily, uncouthly, boisterously over the moon happiness when she was butchering hordes of the aliens through physical combat or sheer strategy. However, the enemies did not just incite rage in Snow. They also incited what could only be described as abject lust. The scaly muscles of the Absconthians, the sheer size of the organo-metallic Gequethans, the springy deftness with which the disilians battled and the sheer stoic bravery of the horses of Schevagens, all made her sometimes want to lay off the arms, call off the spaceships and give her naked body up to the lashing enemy hordes, inviting them to show their wrath on her naked helpless body.

But obviously one cannot do that in battle. So she had her own arrangements regarding that. She stood up and turned around and started walking. She was fully aware of the privates and commandants ogling and almost swallowing the vision of her perfectly shaped, thicc, powerful ass, her muscular yet feminine carves and her long never ending legs walking by. On a different day, she would have taken any number of them to her quarters and let them have the honor of licking her to an orgasm and letting them compare notes about her for a week. But today was bigger. Today she deserved better. Today she had her heart's fill awaiting her in her quarters. She walked into her extremely furnished living space feeling a sense of fulfillment and tension together. Her prize for winning another extremely tough, but savage and bloodthirsty victory for humanity as the youngest colonel in the Frontier army awaited. 5 of the biggest, most virile, male prisoners from the 5 different species humanity was in war with, and winning were specially selected and sent from the ever increasing prison camp and sent to her personal chambers in ANS Assault, the commanding vessel of the entire galactic army, under the command of Himani.

The huge room was dimly but functionally lit. Brown mahogany walls and a brown mahogany desk matched, along with a spacious bed with strong pillars. A portrait of the late commander Snow, her father hung above her bed, while a minibar highlighted another corner of the room. The wall farther from the bed but facing it was reserved solely for a huge, sparkling black screen, with an extremely powerful camera mounted just atop it. She turned on the camera and the huge flat screen hologram-player in her room. It blinked into life with the sight of a holographic man sitting naked with his hand between his cocks. It was time for Prince Dhiraj to watch his wife out on a show. Himani stood up, her glorious fit, soldieresque body in full display as she gave her husband a flying kiss and undressed. Then she took off the black clothes of the 5 hooded and bound figures waiting all around her. Sure, they were captives who would like nothing more than a chance of killing her in a brutal fight. But a carefully concocted aphrodisiac had rendered lust as the strongest emotions running through them right now. It was a question of who was the most hungry to start the feast.

The Shevazen soldier, the veteran of a hundred fights with humans, was the first to give in. The inviting huge, round tits of his captor, watered his mouth. His long, slithering tongue hanging in all its hunger, he grabbed the breasts of the larger human female before him and opened his large mouth to engulf her breasts in a whole. His mildly thorny tongue wrecked havoc on her nipples as his tail mock-fucked her navels like a sweet little hole.

The sheer force of his sucking and using Himani brought her on all fours, panting. The Schevagen grappled all around her body as he continued to use her in every sense of the word.

Incited by this display of utter lust, the Absconthian grasped her hair with his full strength and rammed up his cock in her full mouth so hard that tears rolled down her only working eye. The Absconthian liked nothing more than watching his captor in pain. His inner savage came out as he vigorously entered and thrust in Himani's mouth. In, out, in, out, he wasn't merely fucking her mouth as much as he was looking to break her jaw. Himani was wetter than a waterfall in rain.

The Disilian soldier looked at her with pure hate. The naked, slithering human female body that lay before him had been responsible for finishing off a planet of his civilization. He opened up his mouth to release his fangs and dug in her flesh as his massive, thick, veiny cock thrust into Himani's wet, throbbing asshole. Himani's screams were muffled by the Absconthian cock in her mouth. The Disilian used every ounce of her energy to invade that sweet, pink soft asshole of hers. He thrusted it like it was nobody's business. This human will know the wrath of the Disils.

The Gequethan looked at her ample, fat behind dancing and something just clicked on in his organo-metallic circuitry. The supple, juicy behind of the butcher of the system of Nevagon was a sight too inviting for the android. His cock hardened and stretched up to a height and thickness as large as Himani's arm. With their signature war cry, he grabbed Himani's neck, choked her so hard that her single eye went awry, and jammed his cock into her dripping wet cunt. Thrust, thrust, thrust, slaps and spanks and slaps and spanks and thrusts and slaps, he attacked Himani's pussy like the war was being fought all over again.

The Schezvan screamed, 'Say it cunt, say what you are.. meat.. pathetic cum hungry, braindead meat.'

Himani screamed on like her life depended on it, 'I am meaaaat...I am a filthy fucking pathetic piece of meat.'

She heaved a big sigh and looked at her father's framed portrait on her well furnished wall and sobbed, ' look at me daddy. Look what you made me. I am a whore..a fucking whooooore for alien cock. I like the aliens fucking me. I love being their whore daddy. I am a whoree for alien cockkkk.'

She sounded close to finishing as a part of the mahogany wall opened up. In walked General Myprugn, the commander in chief of the Frontier army, the bureaucratic overboss of the operation. He walked in, all stately and no words, as Himani was being ravaged by 5 different species of aliens, and opened his zipper. Without wasting a second, he started pissing on a writhing, moaning, screaming, vacillating Himani. This pushed the final button for Himani as she howled out a series of sobbing 'thank you sir's as she shook and came all over herself and the floor. With that final sight driving Dhiraj Prince over, he finally came and closed down the hologram transmission. It was time for Prince to get back to being the world leader of Neostates.