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Subject: GORM THE GALACTIC SLAVER PART FIVE-PASOZYT'S LAIR(CAUTION)(M/M)(BDSM)(RAPE)(SCFI
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(M/M)(CAUTION)(BDSM)(NC)(RAPE)(SNUFF)(SCIFI)

Warning: This is the darkest piece I have ever written or ever hope to. 
Please understand his is a work of fiction, and as I created my most vile 
villian, I followed it to it's darkest place. I do not condone any actions 
here presented, nor do I wish harm on anyone
This is not for the squeamish
Also please stay with the story. The conclusion is much more fun.
That said I hope that you will enjoy the story in the campy scifi spirit in 
which it was written


Disclaimer: This story contains graphic scenes of M/M nonconsensual sex, 
snuff,  and rape. The author in NO WAY condones these activities.
 .If this content offends you, or you are under 18, you have no business
reading it. If you are interested in this subject matter I hope you will
enjoy it. Wolfpek

Gorm the Galactic Slaver Part Five- Pasozyt's Lair
by Wolfpek


Dry shattered bones crunched under his feet. It was impossible to avoid, for 
it covered the ground like sand on a beach. Littered, here and there, by the 
dried carcasses of marrow-less abandoned ships. Everything on this dark 
unforgiving rock was dry and empty any vestige of life, long ago sucked into 
the void of an eternal, irresistible appetite.
Death clogged his pores, and coated his tongue with a dry film of dust.
Gorm was a master at finding his way into safe secret passages, a gift he's 
used to achieve the drop on many an unsuspecting hunk, but this had taken 
much longer than usual. Finally a fetid draft alerted him to a duct. Even 
mysterious presences need to breath. The slaver took a breathe to steel 
himself, and silently slipped in. Gorm was good at silently slipping into 
places.
It was a very long, and dark way down, through more dust and bone, a 
valuable reminder to Gorm that there was no place on this rock that did not 
hold the remains of Pasozyt's victims. Soundless caution was essential.
He began to sweat as he approached the planet's interior
He sensed a widening ahead, and almost cursed allowed to discover his path 
blocked by close set bars. There was no way back. he was trapped. He reached 
out to touch one.
Impenetrable.

But the mortar surrounding it was not. In fact, it was crumbling. He applied 
pressure, and the rusty iron moved imperceptibly. It would take time to 
achieve quietly. Time he knew he did not have, nor did he have a choice.
He pulled himself closer to his impediment and his jaw dropped.
He was below floor level, like a mouse peering from it's hole, of a large 
damp cave. At least there was some life here. Fang like stalactites dripped 
ooze onto ropes of vine like black fungus, infested the stone, and tightly 
bound the ankles of Pasozyt's two new purchases. Their naked muscles slick 
and shining with a coating of stalactite goo, hung upside down, like 
slaughtered beef. Tendrils of black fungus wound around massive legs, 
strangled the bases of two stiff cocks, dug into nipples and armpits, and 
tightly encircled their throats
They lived yet, but he doubted that condition would continue much longer.
Gorm's own dick was enjoying the display, when all the little purple hairs 
on his forearm became as stiff as his member. A familiar terror squatted in 
his stomach. Pasozyt was near.
The tiny antennae waived at him from under the hood. Gorm stopped turning at 
the bar and froze. He was good at invisible. The creature paused then turned 
back toward it's succulent new treasures. As it crossed the expanse, the 
cloak fell away, and Gorm had it's first look of the horror that was 
Pasozyt.

It became clear immediately why it chose to hide itself under the cloak. 
It's predominate colouring suggested something the interior rather than the 
exterior of an extremely unhealthy body.

Gorm would be hard pressed to answer, were he ever asked to describe it. His 
mind, in horror, rejected the image, yet he tried to force himself it 
categorize what he saw, as it floated towards it's prey on eight delicate 
rear legs.

The creature seemed to be slightly Mantodean in shape, it's main curving 
body consisting of a thorax and abdomen from which sprung, as he had 
suspected rows of six jointed "arms" on each side each ending in a set of 
razor like pincers, both upper and lower fingers of which were, uniquely, 
moveable. The first pair of pedialps were doubled in size and thickness to 
the other four, and set, ironically, in a praying position. All of it's 
limbs were lined with tiny hook like spines.
Feather like sensory organs, aligned in rows of pegs on it's underbelly 
dragged along the cave floor.
It's body ended in a long whip like tail.

Along it's back stood four curved black pipes,each long as a short sword. 
Gorm had no idea of the reason for these, except to terrify, of perhaps to 
breathe

A semi transparent carapace enclosed it's elongated triangular head along 
the sides of which three sets of tiny compound eyes bulges round, and 
moveable, crowned with whisker thin antennae. It's powerful gruesome jaw 
help uncountable rows or razor sharp metallic teeth.

Most gruesome of all was the absurdly long appendage which curved upward 
from it's belly coated also in tiny bristling spines, which curved backward 
so that it could slip inward, but destroy anything it pulled out of. It too 
ended in an eyeless mouth filed with miniscule snapping incisors, and oozed 
a smoking black oil.

It approached imperiled naked form of the sublime space hero. It's mouth 
dangerously close to the delectable at cock,and sniffed like a hunting 
animal at the pungent sent of masculine potency. Pazozyt growled, the sound 
of a rusty anvil dragged across a field of slate, and from the drooling rows 
of teeth, emerged a tongue-like body part with a second mouth at the end, a 
deep purple lizard tongue darted from his and licked the the engorged vein 
on the underside of Rawlin's exposed manhood. The little mouth enfolded the 
his member gingerly in it's rows of glinting fangs. The beautiful outlaw 
moaned unaware of the danger.

The first bar choose that moment to come loose. Gorm caught it before it 
clattered to the ground, but it was enough. the little mouth withdrew and 
Pasozyt whipped around, antennae waiving, at the possible intrusion. The 
slaver lay flat and very still while seeming millennia moseyed by.
Gorm was genetically design for invisibility to creatures which relied on 
vision, heat, and smell, essential for a race of slavers. Pasozyt's hunger 
was too strong to investigate further. he turned back towards his valiant 
captives.
This time he choose to explore the charms of his first purchase.
His name was Bronic and he had been famous on his home world, and on many 
others. He had been bred to be from before his birth, and afterwards an army 
of trainers and nutritionists honed every muscle and tendon to absolute 
competitive perfection. He was constructed, rather than raised to win, and 
with his masculine blonde beauty to draw the eye of spectators. His life had 
been spent in training, eating meticulously designed meals meant for 
development rather than enjoyment. Woman were provided,at appropriate 
intervals to keep his hormones calm, and his mind focused on the goal. He 
had, at every moment exceeded his creator's designs and fattened their 
pocketbooks as well.
Many had expressed surprise at Gorm's accomplishment in capturing so 
formidable a specimen, but in reality it was no more difficult to steal a 
thoroughbred racehorse. Bronic had been a sort of slave all his life, so it 
was not an excessive transition from the stadium to the flesh market. His 
exploited perfection remained the same, only the masters had changed.
Pincers gingerly enclosed around a classical torso, and pulled the alabaster 
muscles from their vegetative chains and laid the insensate champion across 
a flat stone. Jointed limbs straddles the prostate form. The nightmarish 
visage leaned in closed for another deep predatory sniff. Claws gently 
traced square jaw line, as a tender lover. saliva dripped from myriad fangs 
and pooled on the chiseled curves. Pasozyt growled again, and the little 
tongue creature slithered out for another long phallic taste.
Bronic moaned deeply. His hips,as if manipulated by an invisible puppeteer 
thrust upward toward certain doom. The monster knocked the mind conrtoller 
away in one swat. He preferred not to afford his victims the comfort of 
dulled senses.
The youth gasped and struggled, but the many limbs, held iron muscle fast, 
and the sheer hideous appearance of his attacker subdued superior strength
Primary claws encircled the knees, and raised the carefully sculpted legs 
exposing the full round ass, and tight vulnerable hole to it's malicious 
intent.
Gorm had been working frantically on the second bar, but froze solid unable 
to tear his eyes from the unfolding tragedy.
Pasozyt's animate phallus met the impossibly tiny orifice and pressed 
insistently inward, it's tiny teeth chewing away the golden hair surrounding 
the portal.
Bronic screamed as the spiked leviathan invaded his virgin chute. What was 
most disturbing was the bizarre zoological rhythm with which Pasozyt thrust 
his need into the helpless athlete, at once still and insistent, graceful 
and disjointed. he seemed to be transferring some.. thing into the outraged 
body.
Bronic's screams turned into something else, transformed by unthinkable 
pain, a grunting wail, and his head rolled from side to side, as whatever 
substance it was the parasite was pumping into him began to nest deep within 
his bowels. The athlete's cock pulses and expanded, swollen purple to twice 
it's natural size. The ravaged beauty howled as his distended member 
exploded into seemingly endless ropes of, no not cum. Something greeninsh 
pulsed from his loins and collected on the flat stomach in gelatinous mass, 
a pile of fish eggs which congealed into a twitching bleating thing.
Gorm could not believe his eyes as the mass formed itself into a miniature 
of the still thrusting monster, and scrambled like a hungry infant to suckle 
from the breast of he who had given it birth.

But it did not suckle. Instead, the little tongue creature burst from it's 
mouth and tore the nipple from it's pectoral shelf. The little monster grew 
as it continued to feed upon living flesh. Pasozyt as followed his progeny's 
suit and began tearing at bits of flesh, wolfing down the still leaking 
cock.
They flipped the squirming bloody form over, and Pasozyt lustily bit into 
the sphere of Bronic's ass, as if biting into a full round apple. His 
ungrateful child bit his father's face, jealous of the prime cut, and the 
two parasites fought over their host. Finally the larger Pasozyt, knocked 
his offspring against a far wall, where it slid lifeless to the ground it's 
acidic black blood etching into the stone. It would be a snack for it's 
father later.
In the meantime Pasozyt had a more succulent feast before him.
Gorm pulled himself from his horrified reverie and began tearing at the 
second bar again, trying to ignore the screams and snapping bones. Pasozyt 
kept his victims alive as long as possible.
He could not let this happen to Rawlins
A hideous silence filled the room as Pasozyt polished off his meal with a 
satisfied slurp.

He raised himself to his full height and surveyed the space, considering the 
carcass of his progeny. That would keep, for a later snack. He sniffed the 
air antennae waiving. Word of Rawlin's beauty had reached him even on the 
dead world, and he had travelled in person to claim it. Now the potent 
masculine scent filled his nostrils. He could wait no longer.
He turned back towards the captive hunk and advanced slowly.

He was going to savour every moment.

To be continued.......

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