Ephemeral-D - Human Diaspora

Pleasure Tower

Pleasure Tower was twice as big and wide as the tallest skyscraper ever build by mankind. Its shape resembles a boiled egg cut in half with cross sections running through it. The walls were white polished porcelain. A person couldn't see any cracks or worn edges even in close inspection. No such materials types could be find on Earth. Pemakan engineering were eons ahead of our primitive technology. Military grade cordon enclosures the building like any other Pemakan construction. Pemakan race only feel sexual pleasure through personal physical harm or sadism. There were no place for tugging, caressing or rubbing like men do. Jacob and Trevor met the Pleasure Tower steward.

"Come nearer, you beasts! Let me look at your filthy corpses. Hum, the two of you will serve our lady Ezald well, until there is life in both of you, anyway. Bring them in the cage to Ezald's room."

For ten months Jacob and Trevor endured all kinds of bizarre and dangerous rituals. Ezald tortured their bodies and minds, or sent them to torture Ezald's friends and relatives with strange slicing and dicing devices.

But one night Ezald selected Jacob to the routine acts of evil they called mating. She told him to get out of the cage and lay down on the floor.

"Activate the mind dazer." Ezald said to the automated monitor.

Jacob fainted for a while, only awakening to some Pemakan grunting near his ear. It was one of Ezald's friends asking permission to remove Jacob's legs. It was Huturelin, the son of Earth's Pemakan leader Gorganol Davaela.

"I see no problem with that. This will be a pleasure to us both, it's a pity that my mate is not here to play with us."

"I wish my father could see this, Look how I yield these precision tools with dexterity. My lady, you don't understand how much I crave for this. I'll bring the blades right away."

"You are not a boy anymore Huturelin, you're as important as your father in this planet. Responsible for all slaughterhouses around the globe." Ezald said.

Huturelin prepared the blades.

"You flatter me my lady. I'll dedicate our mating to your everlasting beauty."

"Such a charming man." Ezald said.

Huturelin approached the blade to Jacob's left leg, near the waist. With a slow movement penetrated skin, muscle until it reached the tendons and bone.

"Your savages, let go of me, ah!" Cried Jacob.

He shouted, asked for mercy but to no avail. First came off the left leg, then the right. But the mind dazer malfunctioned for a second and Jacob took the blade out of Huturelin's hand, slashed his face, his open cheek revealed the rows of teeth underneath in a monstrous visage.

"You're gonna pay for that, slave! Ezald, send him and his friend to the sewage level right now." Huturelin said.

"I'm sorry for this mess my lord. You'll see them no more." Ezald said.

She grew fond of her human pets.

At this moment another captive, bringing fresh bedding sets to the room, heard Huturelin's order and ran out to alert the others.

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