Barbie’s lungs felt like they were about to burst. She’d been running and running and could run no more. She needed to find somewhere to hide, but her pickings were slim. Her best bet was the cave several hundred yards ahead of her if she could get her feet to stay moving just a little longer!

Once there, she ducked inside, realizing that she might be safe momentarily, but she couldn’t stay here long. With only one way in and out of the cave, she’d be trapped if the hunters discovered her hiding spot. But she needed to rest and, goodness knows, she needed a gulp of the water she’d been rationing.

She knew why the hunters were after her. They were rounding up women to service the Monsters. As long as the Monsters were given female slaves to use, things would stay peaceful and families would be unharmed. So, single men were given the option to be hunters or be put to death. Single females were given no such choice. They had to hide or be captured and turned into a Monster Slave.

The Monsters were charcoal in color and had three fingers on each hand and three toes on each foot. They wore no clothing, exposing their perpetually erect double-headed penises and large, heavy testicles. They were an all-male species and reproduced by spontaneously dividing into two sometime after their fifteenth year of existence.

When they crawled out of the deep hole made by a large asteroid that hit the earth, many thought they were aliens. On the contrary, they were a hidden species living underground until their home was destroyed, and they came milling out into the open by the thousands.

Their leader, Vox, was able to speak English, having been to the surface many times. Then he taught the others to speak it as well. He found the surface people to be weak and easily conquered. He preyed on their fears and was delighted when they called his people Monsters.

“Yes, we are Monsters indeed. But we shall strike a deal with you surface dwellers. As long as you provide us with human bodies into which we can insert our pleasure rods, we will not harm families. Please do not attempt to hide single humans and pretend they are part of your families. Otherwise, we may mistake your female mates as the single ones and take them instead.”

So married men and women gave up their single friends without hesitation.

Barbie tried to stay alert, but she gave into exhaustion and fell asleep in the dark respite of the cave. Her refuge was short-lived as the hunters stumbled upon her and roused her from her slumber.

“Get up, slut,” the tallest hunter said, “It’s time to take you to the Monsters!”

“No, please! I beg you!” Barbie cried. “Please, you seem like decent men, don’t let the Monsters have me.”

“You’re wrong, missy, we aren’t decent at all,” the shortest hunter replied.

Barbie thought perhaps that was a good thing. “If you aren’t decent, then perhaps you will consider a bargain.”

“We don’t bargain with sluts,” said the third man. “We collect them and turn them in so we can get money for food. Especially redheads. The Monsters crave redheads for some reason.”

Barbie was desperate, “What if I allowed you all to have sex with me?”

“So, you’d rather have sex with three men you’ve never met than those three-fingered Monsters, huh?” the first hunter asked. He appeared to be in charge, so she appealed directly to him.

“Of course, I’d rather have three handsome men fuck me than those scary Monsters,” she said, hoping to sound more seductive than afraid.

“So, you wanna offer that hot body for your freedom?” he asked.

“Yes, please,” Barbie said shyly.

“Well, what do you think guys? Shall we fuck her?” he asked the other two hunters.

“It seems like a reasonable bargain,” they agreed.

Within minutes, Barbie found herself with all of her holes filled. It hadn’t occurred to her that they meant to all fuck her at the same time. But it was worth it to secure her freedom. And it had been some time since she’d had sex, being on the run, so this wasn’t exactly a hardship. In fact, the one fucking her pussy was doing some clever thing on her clit with his thumb. She felt her body tense and arch, then she came hard, triggering the orgasms of the hunters like dominoes falling.

When they were done with her, the one in charge quickly took out some handcuffs and grabbed her arms behind her back. She was confused.

He looked at her with a tinge of regret, “Did you really think we would just let you go? We don’t get paid unless we deliver you. We can’t afford to eat unless we get paid. It’s nothing personal, sweetheart. It’s survival, that’s all.”

She felt stupid and violated, but it was her own fault. She realized he never actually promised that they would let her go.

“Can I at least bathe in the river?” she asked. “I doubt the Monsters would be too happy if you delivered me filled with your cum.”

He thought for a moment and said, “You’re probably right. Okay, we will take you to the river first, then we will deliver you to your new Master.”

When they got to the river, Barbie said, “You need to take my cuffs off so I can use my hands to wash with. Unless you plan to come in the water with me and wash me.”

“No, I can’t swim. I will undo the cuffs, but no funny business,” he said tersely.

He undid the cuffs and let Barbie take off her clothes to bathe in the river. She took her time, waiting for the right opportunity. When he bent down to tie his bootlace, she dipped under the water.

Years of being a competitive swimmer were about to pay off as she moved quietly under the water. She swam until she could no longer hold her breath, and she prayed wherever she was about to surface was out of view of the hunters.

“Where did she go?” one of the men asked the leader.

“Relax, she dipped under to wash her hair,” he said.

“Well, how come she hasn’t come back up?” the other man asked again.

“Fuck if I know!” he said gruffly, irritated that he might have been duped.

“No one can hold their breath that long,” the third man said. “She probably drowned herself rather than be a sex slave for those fucking Monsters.”

Since none of them could swim, they all agreed that this must be the case. They picked their gear and went off to find another single human female to hunt down.

Barbie managed to get pretty far down the river and came up behind a large pile of rocks. She waited for a long time, realizing that she now had no clothes. But at least she had escaped the hunters for now.

She climbed out of the river and walked until she found a farmhouse. As luck would have it, laundry floated like ghosts on the line and there was a simple housedress among the sheets. She snatched it quickly and ran off the woods.

Safely behind a tree, she slipped the dress over her head. It was far too big, but at least she wasn’t naked. She realized that her stomach was growling. Nothing she could do about that for now. She’d have to find something to eat sooner or later.

She sat among the fallen pine branches and drifted off again.

She awoke to the smell of something cooking. Her stomach complained loudly, so she decided to follow her nose in search of the delicious aroma.

She saw a couple sitting down to dinner at a picnic table in their yard. She found a bush to hide behind and hoped to be able to collect some table scraps when they were done. But she was discovered by their dog who barked loudly, giving her away.

The husband took her by the arm and led her to the house. “Look what I found?”

“Please, sir, please let me go. I won’t cause any trouble,” Barbie begged.

The farmer’s wife looked at Barbie with pity, “Are you hungry? Would you like some food?”

Barbie nodded and was given some bread, which she tried to nibble politely.

The farmer said, “We can’t hide you here, girl. But we can give you a blanket and some food and send you on your way.”

Barbie felt like she might cry. She had thought they meant to turn her in, but instead, they were offering her kindness.

“It will cost you though,” the farmer’s wife said.

The farmer nodded in agreement.

“I have nothing to offer,” Barbie said. “I could do chores for you, though.”

The farmer’s wife smiled, “Of course dear. Now lift that dress and bend over the table. My husband likes anal and my ass can’t handle his cock.”

Barbie blinked. This was not at all what she expected to hear coming out of the farmer’s wife’s mouth. But she looked at the satchel with the food and blanket and sighed. Then she lifted her dress and bent over. The farmer spit on her ass and pushed himself into her. The farmer’s wife lifted her own dress and rubbed her clit while she watched her husband fuck the young redhead’s tight ass. When he emptied himself into her, the farmer’s wife orgasmed as well. Then the farmer gave Barbie a sharp slap on the ass and said, “Better run, girl, before the Monster hunters come ‘round looking for ya.”

Barbie took the sack and ran. She was too hungry to feel shame that she had just let a stranger fuck her ass in exchange for food. She wished she could rest again, but she had to keep going.

Eventually, she stopped when it got too dark to see where she was going. She climbed under some bushes wrapped in her blanket with her satchel tied around her waist.

When the sun started peeking through the trees, she got up and nibbled on some bread. Then she started walking, not even sure where she was going. She just knew she needed to find shelter.

Around noon, she came across a little cabin that looked abandoned. Still, she approached it cautiously. She tiptoed up to the door and turned the handle. Finding it unlocked, she opened the door slowly and tiptoed inside. She looked around and didn’t see anyone, so she collapsed on the dusty couch and closed her eyes. She was so tired; she just couldn’t fight sleep anymore.

She woke up several hours later to find herself shackled to the couch. She sat up suddenly and saw a couple of men sitting at the table, drinking what looked like whiskey. They were rugged men with brown hair and brown eyes and, while not handsome, were not horrible to look at. Still, they seemed ominous.

“Well, looky there Clyde, little red riding hood is awake,” said the first man.

“She looks good enough to eat, don’t she Melvin?” Clyde answered.

“Well, nothing says we can’t sample her before we bring her in,” Melvin laughed.

“Please, sirs, can’t we strike a bargain?” Barbie pleaded.

Clyde raised his eyebrows, “What kind of bargain are you talking about?”

“I have a gold necklace that has a real diamond in it. You can have it if you don’t turn me in,” Barbie offered.

“Lemme see it,” Melvin insisted.

“Barbie took the necklace from the little pocket on her sleeve and handed it to Melvin.

He examined it carefully. “Looks real. This ought to take care of the fee we would have gotten for bringing you to the monsters. But then there’s the little issue of the sampling we planned to do.”

“What do you want?” Barbie asked cautiously.

“Smart girl,” Clyde said. “We wanna have our way with you, girl. You can give in easily or fight us off, it don’t really matter much. But we’re both gonna fuck you hard.”

Barbie took a deep breath, “And if I give you the necklace and let you fuck me, I go free?”

Clyde and Melvin looked at each other and nodded, “That sounds fair.”

Barbie closed her eyes and sighed. Then she opened them again and said, “Okay, who is going first?”

They both chuckled and said, “Oh darlin’ it doesn’t work that way. We are gonna use you together.”

Clyde undid the shackle for a moment while they stripped off Barbie’s clothes. Then they hooked her back up, so she was leaning over a chair. Clyde got up on the chair so that his dick was in front of Barbie’s face.

“You’re gonna suck my cock, girlie, while Melvin fucks your pussy,” Clyde said.

Barbie didn’t protest, what good would it have done? She had made this agreement and she’d take whatever they saw fit to do to her and pray that they would really let her go.

Clyde’s dick was small, so it was easy to suck. Try as he might get it in Barbie’s throat, it just wasn’t long enough.

What Clyde lacked in the penis department, Melvin more than made up for. He was not the longest cock she’d ever taken, but it was the thickest. There was no getting out of being used this time, so she might as well enjoy it.

As Melvin thrust into her, Barbie moaned on Clyde’s cock. Her moaning was such a turn on to both men that they started pumping into her mouth and pussy. Clyde pulled out first and shot his load on Barbie’s face. Then Melvin followed suit, and he came all over Barbie’s ass.

With their dicks satisfied, they had a little more pity on Barbie. Clyde released her restraints and said, “Go use our shower, girlie. But hurry up. If our cocks are hard again by the time you come back out here to get your clothes on, we’re going to do that all over again.”

Barbie didn’t even wait for the water to get warm. It felt so good to be in a shower with soap and shampoo. She wasn’t completely dry yet when she rushed out into the living room to grab her clothes. Both Melvin and Clyde were sleeping, so she dressed quickly and took the bread and bananas that were sitting out on the counter. She toyed with trying to take her necklace back, but she didn’t have time to look for it. She tiptoed across the room and hurried away from the cabin.

She traveled as far as she could before stopping to eat some of the bread. She was about to open and peel one of the bananas to eat when she paused. Melvin had fucked her good, but he came before she was even close. She eyed the banana, figuring she could finish herself off and still be able to eat the banana afterward.

Barbie pulled her panties aside and eased the banana into her cunt. It felt so damn good. She allowed herself to edge a little before finally cumming hard. Then, she pulled the banana out of her cunt, peeled it open, and took a bit bite.

“Ouch,” said a man’s voice. “That’s painful to think about.”

Barbie jumped, “Oh, God, I’m sorry. Please, don’t hurt me, I just needed some release. I’ve been on the run and have been through a lot.”

“No worries,” said the man whose face was hidden by the hooded cloak he wore. “I’m not going to harm you. In fact, you look like you could use a place to rest. Come with me and you can lie down for a while, then after you’ve slept for a bit, I will feed you a proper meal.”

Barbie was reluctant, “What do you want in return?”

“I need help finding my sister. I will give you food and shelter, and tomorrow, you will help me get her back,” he said.

Barbie wondered if the hunters got his sister. Or perhaps she was already with the Monsters.

“I can’t promise we will find her, but I will help you,” she said.

“That’s all I ask,” he said hoarsely. “But I have faith that the two of us working together can help find her and bring her back.”

Barbie shrugged. She was so tired. “What’s your name?” she asked as she lay down on the comfortable looking bed.

“Donald,” he replied.

“Well, Donald, I am Barbie. Thank you so much for taking pity on me. When I have slept and eaten, I should have my strength back and we can go look for your sister,” she said.

True to his word, Donald did not harm her. It was a relief to not have to bargain for food or drink with her body. She slept, then ate, and slept again.

In the morning, Donald said, “Here, drink this protein drink and then we will head out.”

Once they left the cabin, Donald seemed to know exactly what direction he wanted to go in. Barbie had to walk very quickly to keep up with him. Eventually, she could barely walk. She felt woozy and realized, too late, that Donald had put something in her protein drink.

Donald grimaced. He’d hoped the drug wouldn’t take effect until they were closer to where his sister was being held. At least she was light and easy to carry the rest of the way there.

When he reached the wooded area, he followed a narrow path through the trees and into a clearing. There stood an estate that had once belonged to a wealthy family. Donald knocked on the door and shouted, “I’ve done what you asked! I’ve brought you a redhead. Please keep your end of the bargain and give my sister back!”

Barbie was barely aware of what was happening. But as the effects of the protein drink wore off, it became abundantly clear that Donald had given her to the Monsters in order to get his sister back.

A large being looked down at her with wide-set eyes and handed her a pair of long red evening gloves. “Put these on,” it said in a tinny, gruff voice.

Barbie blinked. She realized she was naked and lying on a cold slate slab. She didn’t dare argue with the creature. She sat up and put the gloves on.

“Good, now you can touch my pleasure rod,” the Monster told her. “My name is Veng and I am your new master. Your job is to keep the pleasure rod drained of fluid. My job is to give you food and shelter. You must stay naked except for the gloves. But I can provide a blanket if you wish to put it over you when you are sleeping.”

Barbie was more than a little overwhelmed. “I don’t understand. What is the pleasure rod and how do I drain it?”

Veng looked at her, “Why are you not screaming and crying like the other girls?”

“Veng, is it?” she clarified.

The creature nodded.

“Veng, I have been running and hiding from the hunters with the intention of not having to be a sex slave. And while I’ve been running, many have used me sexually along the way. I am tired, and you’ve offered me a blanket. I’m hungry, and you’ve offered me food. I figure the pleasure rod has something to do with sex and that you’re going to fuck me. But at least I can stop running.”

Veng looked at his new slut curiously. “You are mine, so you cannot run anyway. I traded a young hysterical girl for an intelligent redhead. I made a good bargain. Vox will be pleased. When I show him that you will take the pleasure rod without fighting, he will think I trained you well. If you keep that our secret, I will provide a mattress and a pillow as well.”

Barbie was intrigued and wondered what else she could negotiate. “May I have something to wear also?” she asked.

“No, slaves are naked, that is the rules. But perhaps we can see what else you are willing to do for additional human comforts,” Veng suggested.

“Why do I need the gloves, Veng?” she asked.

“Your curiosity pleases me, slut. The gloves protect your hands from my pleasure rod and vice versa. The oils from your fingertips can cause a chemical reaction that would be most unpleasant for both of us,” he explained.

“Are all the Monsters as reasonable as you?” Barbie asked.

“Monsters? Oh, you mean my species, Terranites,” Veng said as he came to understand what the slut meant. “That depends on the situation. If you were screaming and fighting, I’d have to restrain you.”

Barbie shivered, both from the cold and the idea of being assaulted by a Monster.

Veng continued, “Since you are calm, I do not have to enter you viciously. I can be gentle going in. However, you need to know that the act of draining is rough, and most sluts find it painful. I cannot help that. But I am aware that human females have a pleasure button. I cannot stimulate the pleasure button in front of the others. But if you do well with the draining, I can reward you with that privately before you sleep at night.”

Barbie smiled. She assumed by pleasure button he meant her clit.

“So, let me get this straight. I have to be naked, except for the gloves, all the time. I have to drain your pleasure stick whenever it needs it. And I have to let you show those in charge that you have tamed a redheaded slut. And in return, I will be fed, have a reasonably comfortable place to sleep, and you will make me cum?” Barbie asked.

“Cum?” Veng asked, confused.

“Have you ever stimulated a pleasure button?” she asked.

“No, you are my first slave. Well, actually, my second. But the first one doesn’t count since she spent the entire time she was here screaming and crying hysterically. I was only too happy when Donald came to me last night and told me that he had found a suitable replacement and that she had red hair,” Veng explained.

Barbie realized that Donald must have come here while she slept to strike the bargain. She sighed. There were worse ways to survive, she thought. At least she would be able to stop running and stop being afraid of getting caught.

Barbie asked, “May I see your pleasure rod?”

Veng stood up and Barbie gasped.

“Oh, my God! Where do you intend to insert that thing?” she asked fearfully.

Veng chuckled, “There are two prongs, and you have two holes between your legs. One prong goes in the front hole and the other goes in the back hole. Come, Vox awaits us. He has gathered the elders to watch my new slut drain me.”

Barbie stood up and took another good look at the two-headed phallus that would be inserted into her. She hoped to God she didn’t pass out, although maybe it would be better if she did. Still, when she looked back to where she’d been sitting, there was a wet spot on the floor. What the fuck was wrong with her? Her pussy was aroused by this Monster!

“When we get to the draining board, you will follow all of my instructions. You are allowed to scream and cry if it hurts, but you should also beg me to fill you will my fluid. Do you understand?” Veng asked.

“Yes, I understand,” Barbie said. Honestly, she’d been fucked so much lately that she doubted this could be much worse.

Moments later, they stood before the elders. All of them were tall and intimidating looking with their double-headed penises and their huge balls. They looked at her as if they would like to devour her and it made her shiver.

“Veng, what do you call this slut?” The leader, Vox, asked.

“I call it Red Slut or Red,” Veng replied. “And she will drain me willingly.”

Vox reprimanded him, “It is wrong to boast, Veng. How do you know that she will drain you willingly if you have not done so yet?”

“I am not boasting. I am a wise trainer. She will do as I say without hysteria. I will slide into her holes and she will scream only at the feeling of the immense penetration, not because she is afraid,” Veng replied.

Vox raised an eyebrow, “Very well, proceed.”

“Red Slut, get down on your stomach and spread your legs for your Master,” Veng said in a loud deep voice.

Barbie lay down on the wooden planks and opened her legs slightly. The crowd of Terranites said, “Ohhhh.”

“You see, I am a great Master,” Veng continued. “The Red Slut will now beg for the penetration.”

All eyes were on Barbie when she said, “Please, Master Veng, please enter me and use me to drain your pleasure rod.”

“Ooooh,” the crowd reacted.

Veng hovered over Barbie while both shafts of his pleasure rod grew hard as steel and his balls blew up like two balloons.

“It will be interesting to see this human slut can drain him properly on the first try,” Vox commented to the others.

Veng placed one three-fingered hand on Barbie’s back and another on her head, “I will now hold the Red Slut in place for the penetration. As she is not squirming and trying to prevent the entering, I do not have to force it in her. See how she takes both shafts of the rod into her as she knows her place! I will now claim her vagina and her anus as my fluid receptacles. Drain me well, Red Slut!”

She was wrong, those two Monster cocks entering her simultaneously hurt worse than anything she’d ever experienced. But she could tell Veng was trying to be gentle, in his way. So, she balled her left hand into a fist and tried to take short shallow breaths while he entered her completely.

Once inside her, he began to thrust into her deeper and she had to admit it actually felt pretty good. Painful, sure, but in an erotic sort of way. She moaned and the elders went wild.

“She makes the sound of pleasure,” Ventrix, another one of the elders bellowed. “How is this possible?”

Vox patted Ventrix on the arm, “Relax, he has yet to begin the next part. I’ll bet a turn with your slave that she starts to scream right about…”

"Oh, fuck!” Barbie screamed. “What the fuck is happening inside me?”

“…now,” Vox finished smiling. His own pleasure rod stood up with desire. How he loved hearing the scream of a human woman getting penetrated.

Veng stopped thrusting. The entire length of both shafts released needle-sharp bristles that jabbed into the tender walls of Barbie’s ass and pussy. Barbie screamed while the insides of her felt like they were on fire. “She takes my spines like a true slut should, screaming in agony, but about to beg for more.”

Barbie remembered that this was her cue to beg. She wasn’t sure she could even speak, but she found her voice and said, “Please, Master, please give me your fluid, I beg you!”

The keratinized spines latched onto her tender inner walls while Veng’s two shafts seemed to have grown in size.

The elders chanted, “Fill her, fill her.” And suddenly both shafts shot hot streams of fluid into Barbie’s holes.

“Oh, God!” Barbie cried out as she was filled with more cum than she imagined was even possible. As the ejaculation process was completed, the spines retracted, and the two shafts deflated enough for him to pull out. Vox stood up and examined her holes, leaking profusely.

“Veng, you are a strong Master, indeed. Your Red Slut honors you with her ability to take your seed,” he said proudly.

“You shall have the dwelling area of your choosing and have free reign over your slut. Do you wish to share her with the elders or keep her for yourself? Either choice is allowed, and you will not be judged,” Vox continued.

Veng looked at Barbie, lying there with fluid still leaking out of her, “I want to keep her for myself. I have very big balls and they fill frequently. I will put her to good use, and she will have no time to drain other pleasure rods.”

“Very well, Veng, the Red Slut is yours and yours alone,” Vox declared. “Stand Red Slut!”

Barbie somehow managed to stand although her private parts were throbbing.

“You have made your Master happy and proud. You will not be used by others, but only by Veng,” he said. “Now be gone while the human men who would not be hunters are made to clean the mess you and Veng have made.”

Veng picked her up and slung her over his shoulder like a caveman. But at least she didn’t have to walk.

“You are a faithful slut. You kept your word and will be spared having to drain other Terranites. That is good. Now I will stimulate your pleasure button and drain you,” he said smiling at her with jagged teeth. “After that, I will give you water and bread and let you rest for a few hours.”

He lay her on the mattress and said, “Spread your legs so I can rub your pleasure button.”

“It’s called a clit,” Barbie giggled.

“Oh, I did not know this. Show me where the clit is and I will rub it for you until your fluid drains,” Veng said.

Barbie took his three-fingered hand and guided him to her clit. It was swollen with desire. She was still leaking Veng’s fluid when her eyes flew open wide.

“What is the matter?” Veng asked. “I have not yet touched you.”

“I’m just wondering if my birth control pill works with Terranite seed to prevent pregnancy,” she fretted.

“Fear not, Red Slut,” Veng reassured her. “The fluid that went into your anus was my seed. The fluid that filled your vagina was my urine.”

“Oh, um, okay, so you peed in my pussy. Well, sure, I guess that’s better than me getting pregnant,” Barbie said.

Veng shrugged and began to rub Barbie’s clit. He watched, with pride, as her eyes glazed over, and she moaned.

“Be careful with your claws, Veng,” she warned. “Yes, mmm, use the pad of your fingers just like that. Oh, my God, I’m so aroused!”

“Aroused is a good thing?” Veng asked.

“Yes, aroused is a very good thing,” she answered. “Yes, please, keep rubbing it like that!”

Barbie’s hips began to rock as she panted and moaned. Then she began to buck wildly and her back arched. “I’m cumming!” she screamed.

She sprayed Veng’s hands with her juices. He licked his hand and smiled, “Your juices taste good, Red Slut.”

Barbie smiled, “Maybe I can teach you how to stimulate the pleasure button with your tongue.”

Veng grinned his scary grin again. This wasn’t the life she would choose if she had a choice. But if she were going to be stuck being a Monster Slave, she could do worse. Veng was not purposely cruel and that would be enough for now.

As she sat on the mattress, she ate a chunk of bread and sipped her water slowly. The pain was starting to subside, and she realized that, while it was a very painful process, it was her job now to drain her Master, and she would do it willingly to keep the pain to a minimum and to bargain for more comforts as time went on.

“Hey, Veng, what do the Terranites that don’t have slaves do? How do they get drained?” she asked curiously.

“They use other slaves, or they eventually burst,” Veng explained. “It is an ugly, painful process. So, the fact that I can have you as mine alone is a big deal. But Vox rewards all Masters who train their slaves well. I must thank you for keeping your word and making me look good.”

“Thank you for keeping your word as well,” Barbie said. “I appreciate that you are the only Terranite that I am required to drain. I don’t think my body could handle more than one of you. But for the pleasure you gave me, and for being kind to me in what could otherwise be a horrible situation, the least I can do is drain you properly.” She tried to remember how often men needed to cum before they complained of having blue balls, but she really wasn’t sure.

He grinned, “I knew when Donald said he had a redhead to trade for his sister, I’d be making the right choice. The draining with you was the most pleasurable one that I have ever experienced. My pleasure rod is still tingling.”

“Well hopefully I can heal up a little inside before the next draining, then maybe it won’t hurt so much,” Barbie said.

“Oh, do you heal more quickly than other human females?” Veng asked.

Barbie shook her head, “No, why?”

“Well, because Terranites need to drain often,” he explained.

“How often do you need to be drained?” she asked as she took a sip of water.

“I will hold off as long as I can,” Veng said, “But even then, it’s three times a day.”

Barbie spat out her water, “Three times a day?”