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A Punishment Without Relief

Chapter 5: No Curves Today

For Sinister

By Draconicon

"You've got clients today, dear."

Naira's words weren't nearly as comforting as her tone was, nor was the sudden tightening of the nanites that made up his clothing. Ardanis bit his lips as he felt the sudden squeezing around his balls, the tightness that pulled his cock in hard and nearly forced the tip of it around his balls and against his asshole. There were days when it felt like it was going to be forced inside, and this was one of them.

The cat forced himself out of bed, knowing that the tightness of the suit would only get worse if he tried to linger in bed. He shivered as he felt it spreading down along his legs and up his middle, covering him in the usual black and pink designs that marked him as a Relief Worker here on the station. Paradise residents and staff always seemed to recognize him as that, and he shivered when he saw the way that it was working today.

This time, his nipples were left exposed, and he could feel a gap in the back, a deliberate opening right to his ass. That usually meant that there was a client that was going to be fucking him, and when that happened, he knew that the humiliation was going to be worse than usual.

Looking back over his shoulder, he saw that the opening was heart-shaped, only increasing the humiliation as he thought about how that was going to look as he walked down the corridors. Shaking his head, he looked back at his wife.

Wife. That word felt like it was losing more and more meaning as the days wore on. He hadn't had the chance to lay with her as a husband should with his wife since they arrived, and he was pretty sure that she was taking partners every time that he left the room. It was beyond humiliating to not just be turned into a whore, but to belong to a woman who was officially the station slut. Slut and whore, whore and slut...

He shook his head, knowing that he couldn't dwell on it for long. Not without getting punished for it.

"Where do I go today?" he asked, trying not to sound sulky.

He must have succeeded, because Naira leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"Good boy for being willing. You're going to the residential places today. Kani has a friend visiting, and he wants to show you off."

Kani. That meant that it was the security Oni, the one that had fucked him on his first day and kept calling him back for more. The thought sent a shiver down his spine, and not one of the rare happy ones that he sometimes had.

As he made his way to the door, trying to keep his complaints to a minimum, he heard footsteps on the other side. He paused, half-wondering if his client had come to him instead -

SHLINK!

The door slid open to reveal the massive frame of Mina. His eyes went wide at the sight of her, the minotaur woman looking even taller than usual when framed by the door. He remembered being called to tend to her balls earlier, having his face turned into a fleshlight for her dick in the back rooms of the security offices.

Not an easy day, and not an easy thing to see her here, now.

"Hey there, cock slut," Mina said with a chuckle. "I'm just here for your wife."

"...You..."

He couldn't complain. He absolutely couldn't complain. If he complained, then he would be in trouble, and it would be so much worse.

Instead, the cat lowered his ears and stepped out of the way, trying not to let his mind fill with images of his Naira under the big, heavy minotaur, trying not to think of his wife screaming her brains out as she was fucked silly by a cock that was as big as his forearm.

And trying very, very hard not to let the image turn him on. That latter part, he admitted, he was more successful with. There was something about the way that he was being treated that did turn him on, but the love he had for Naira was starting to fade. It just felt like he had been forgotten, at this point.

But...there was nothing he could do. He'd signed the contract, she'd authorized it, and now, he was a whore. He was the one that made a living for the pair of them, and if he didn't do his job, he'd be punished, and she'd be kicked out.

Might as well get to it, he thought, making his way out of the room and into the hallways.

It didn't take long for him to find the route that would take him to Kani's quarters. They were a few levels down from the upper part of the residential module, down on a more service-based deck. It was the only thing that put him above everyone else, and for all that it was a minor thing, Ardanis held tight to the bit of status that his room gave him. That was the only thing that made him feel okay about what he did, these days.

He barely had to knock once to be let in, and the Oni loomed over him, grinning like the sinner he was. With slightly curved horns and a musculature that forced the suit the creature wore to stretch even more than usual, the security officer doubtlessly scared the pants off of everyone that thought that they could break the law around the station. With Mina as back-up, he would be amazed if there was anyone that actually broke the law around here.

"Ah, there's the slut. I was starting to think that Naira was upping her price or something; I sent the cost over already, and you took several minutes to actually show up."

"Well...I was kinda..."

"No excuses. Come in."

He did, feeling the big red hand come down on his ass as soon as he was through the door. It didn't really help, but it was familiar, and a distraction from what he knew his wife was doing a few floors up.

Taking a few deep breaths, he looked around. The quarters were small, barely a bubble for a living area and another bubble for bathing and bedroom. The friend that Kani had over had to be back there, so -

"Francis! Get your ass out here. That whore I mentioned is here."

"Francis?" Ardanis whispered.

It couldn't be. He'd known a Francis, but there was no way that the ram from back home would have made it -

But it was.

His eyes just about bugged out of his head as he stared at the big-horned ram stepping out from behind the corner. Shorter than five feet, barely standing at 4'11", the ram looked like someone that had stepped out of a silly little comic book. He was exaggerated in several ridiculous ways, from his bigger than average eyes to the bigger than average horns.

However, it was the bigger than average dick down at the crotch that caught his attention and made him stare.

"How...what...when..."

"So, the rumors are true."

Francis chuckled, groping himself as he stepped forward. Ardanis would have turned and run, but the Oni already had him in his grip, pinned in place between the two males. The ram kept grinning, kept sauntering forward all the while.

"And here I thought that you'd be smarter than to get caught by your wife like this. Turned into a Relief Officer on a space station. Heh. That's something out of a porn story, that is. God, the ways that I'm going to use you..."

"What are you talking about? You're straight!"

"Heh, I'm bi, you fuck." He chuckled. "Just because you only saw me fuck women whores doesn't mean that they were the only ones I fucked."

"Or the only ones that fucked you," Kani said, chuckling.

"Hey, you keep your big nose out of it, you fuck," the ram said, the familiar temper flaring up as he held up a fist. "Ain't afraid to clock you one, security or no."

"Hehehe, don't worry about it. We don't call the whore to fuck us, after all."

Ardanis had no idea that things could get so out of control so quickly, and he shivered as he realized just how much of a bad situation he was in.

Not only was Francis well aware of his whoring habits back down on the planet, but the ram had been there for most of them, one of the more active friends that had come along for those nights of pleasure. The idea of having him around again, of having him here and humiliating him like the pair of them had humiliated their whores, was as embarrassing as it got.

And the fact that it wasn't just Francis, but also the Oni, someone that knew how to manipulate the different systems in the ship, who knew how to play with the nanites in his suit...

Oh, this was not going to be good.

"So, I paid for an Anything Goes special," Kani explained. "You want to use him first, or should I?"

"Heh, you think I'm going to pass up having him in my nuts? No way in hell."

"Oh no..."

"I got this done specially for this trip, Ardanis. Didn't think I'd get the chance to use them on you, but damn it if I wasn't thinking about it when I got it done..."

Ardanis tried to pull away, but it was too late. All he could do was stand there and stare as the ram pulled at the bottom of his suit. The nanites peeled away, revealing one hell of a package.

He had seen the ram's cock before. It was impossible not to see another guy's dick when you were both enjoying the same whore at the same time, so he had thought that he knew what to expect. Not so, in this case. Not so in the slightest. What had been five inches long before was now almost eleven, and the balls beneath were huge, pushed forward by a cock ring that made them look almost fist-sized. He shook his head slowly, slumping down against the big Oni behind him.

"Heh, that's a good package, alright," Kani said. "I've fucked him with bigger, but he's not had too many more than that."

"He better not have. I want to make sure that he remembers me by the time I'm done."

"Well, why don't you get started?"

The Oni gave him a shove from behind, making him fall to his knees. His eyes went wide, his nose barely an inch from those balls. Balls that were soaked with sweat, balls where the fur was matted down, keeping it from rising or allowing the scent to disperse.

Balls that were shoved right in his face with the ram's hand along the back of his head.

"Heh, you smell that? That's what the whores were always getting."

The heady musk was already enough to make it hard to think. Only the extensive experience that he had been getting with the station shemales allowed him to keep focused on what he was supposed to do now, and even with that, he was struggling. He panted, gasping, sniffing at the raw musk that was burning through his nose, and his eyes rolled back in his head as he struggled to keep from sliding forward or backward.

It was so strong, so hot, so musky, so male. There was no getting around that. There was no arguing the fact that he was getting a lung-full of male scents, nothing but, nothing less. He was nothing compared to that, his cock and balls weak compared to the massive shaft and sack that had been pressed against his face. His cheeks burned as he made the unconscious comparisons, unable to help himself.

Francis was bigger than him in every way, save for height, and down on his knees, that really didn't matter very much. All he could do was sniff, huff, puff -

"Lick them, slut."

And then that, too. He stuck out his tongue, obedience forced into him a long time ago. He started dragging his tongue along the fat orbs, tasting the sweat on them, feeling it running along his tongue and then down his throat. It was so salty, so hot and damp and...

And he was...

Enjoying it.

To some degree, to some humiliating degree, he was starting to enjoy the process of being humiliated, of being made to do this for another guy. The smells, the scents, they were stronger than they were with the women, and the fact that there was no getting away from them, the fact that he was as helpless as a newborn, meant that he had to either suffer it or enjoy it.

And his body seemed to be deciding it was better for them to just enjoy it and get it over with, rather than fighting it and making it a hundred times worse.

A part of him wished that he could keep fighting, that he could keep his pride as a man, but there was no way that that was going to happen now. Not on this station. Not with these two.

He started to lick up from the balls to the shaft, feeling it twitching under his tongue, and he knew that he'd be swallowing it down one end of the other. His tail twitched to the side -

"Heh, look at that. He's already getting ready for you, Francis," the Oni said, his hand running along the cat's hip. "Let's get him nice and stretched for you."

"Mmmph!"

Ardanis's eyes went wide as a thick - and more importantly, dry - finger went up his ass. If it wasn't for the fact that he'd been trained on so many different cocks since the start of his visit here, on so many different toys, there was no way that he could have taken that without pain. Now, though...

Now, it felt kinda good, good enough to leave him blushing and even moaning slightly, arching his back against the finger as it started to rub against his prostate.

"Heh, I wonder if I could make the cat purr from this."

"You go ahead and try, long as it doesn't stop him from giving me this blowjob. Hey, Ardanis, fuck slut. Get that mouth back to work."

There was no stopping himself. He had to lick. He had to serve. He had to obey. If he didn't, he'd be punished, and the last time that Naira had decided to go all out with that...well, he didn't want to experience it again. Not if he didn't have to.

He leaned forward, nosing that cock tip up, dragging his tongue under the shaft along the balls, working his way right to the base before licking up along the underside. It was hard to stay focused with that dick forcing its rank musk up his nose, and it was even harder with that finger probing his rump and tickling at his prostate, but he was doing the best he could.

Lick, lick, lick he went, dragging his tongue along the underside of the shaft, collecting every bit of spit that he could to trail it further up. He needed this cock to be as soaked as he could get it if it was going to go up his ass. The last thing he needed was for his rim to get another split, to have to go to the infirmary and not earn money.

Naira had been very disappointed in him, that time.

Lick, lick, lick, feeling the pre running over his tongue, a new salty taste, a new sort of humiliation as he was reminded of what he was doing. Not just licking sweat, but licking cock and ball sweat, and getting a different reaction for his troubles. The shaft was slowly rising up, slowly getting harder -

"Mmmph!"

Another finger, making two in his ass, stretching him out. He arched his back a little bit, trying to relax, but then they found his prostate -

"Mmmph! Nnnngh!"

He wasn't even sucking on cock yet, and that was partially because he didn't trust himself not to bite it off by accident from how good that finger felt up his ass. The humiliation was nearly total and complete at that point, hard to ignore, hard to put aside. All he could think about was how good anal stimulation was starting to feel.

"Mmmph...fuck...fuck..."

"Hehehe, I'd say that if he wasn't tied up, he'd probably be cumming his brains out from that little bit of teasing."

"Yeah? Only because he's high from huffing my musk," the ram muttered.

"I think it's a little bit of both. The suits condition our whores very, very well, and it's clear that he's embracing that conditioning."

Francis pushed him back, and it took everything that Ardanis had to not go falling over right then and there. The sheer relief of getting out of that musky place, as well as the disappointment mixed with relief of having his ass emptied of those probing fingers, made it hard to think. He shivered, realizing just how far he'd fallen, how much he loved what he was doing.

Oh god, how am I...what am I...

He was a whore. He needed to remember that, even if he didn't like the title. He had to earn money, and he had to make sure that his clients were happy with what he did for them. Otherwise, they wouldn't call him back.

This is punishment. I am not broken. I am not...not broken...

And yet, despite trying to hold onto that idea, that he was still waiting for the chance to break out of this, he couldn't help but wonder how those cocks would feel inside of him, how they would make him moan, how he would make them moan in turn.

That was not the thought of a man that was fighting his position. Those were the thoughts of a man embracing it.

He shivered, moving to sit on his ankles as he looked up at the pair of them. He looked from one cock to the other, from the red one to the pink one, and then back again.

"What...what do you want me to do?" he panted.

"You're gonna give us a good stroke, and you're going to tell us how much you love our cocks," Francis said, giving his own a good squeeze at the base. "And when you're done, you're going to beg us to fuck you. And if you do it well enough, we'll pay the fee to make it so you can orgasm tonight."

"..."

His eyes were bugging open, and he stared from one of them to the other. This...this was impossible.

Orgasm, though...

He had been held back from that for so long. He had almost forgotten what a good orgasm felt like. Certainly, there'd been simulations, but it had been nothing but an illusion from the suit, something that made him feel the pleasure before forcing him right back into the total denial that came from never-cumming, from holding back forever. He shivered at the idea of feeling actual relief for the first time in so long...

The two customers looked down at him, hefting their cocks, showing off their size to him once more. While Kani was slightly shorter than the enhanced ram, it wasn't by much, and the Oni had huge balls that he knew from experience contained a massive load that was just waiting to be spurted down his throat.

On the other hand, the ram was showing off a massive rod, one that would be going up his ass. There was no fighting that, no holding it back, no arguing it. It was just going to happen, and he had to make sure that he was ready for it.

Slowly, Ardanis reached out and took their cocks in hand, slowly stroking them, then squeezing them around the head before stroking down again. It was a constant message reminding him of the difference in their size, remembering that his own cock was no bigger than a few half-strokes, whereas he needed to stroke his full hand up and down their dicks to get the full length.

"Oh god...you're so...big..."

He said it before realizing what had passed through his lips, and the humiliation left him blushing worse than ever. He actually sounded like a whore, now, talking the way that they did for their clients. It was worse than he'd thought. He was worse than he'd thought.

"I want you..."

He said that, too, though it was a bit less humiliating. He...

He was starting to like cock, and the humiliation of that was the worst of all. Up until then, he had preferred the shemales on the station because they were less like him, more like women. Sure, they had dicks, but they had all the right curves, and they still moved, talked, and looked like women. They were...they were feminine enough for him to fool himself.

But now, sitting before these men, seeing the way that they were looking at him...

Ardanis didn't know if something had broken in him, or if it was something that had always been there and just had been looking for a way out, but it was surging forward. He stroked their cocks harder, panting as he did, his eyes half-closed and his tongue starting to hang out.

"I want your cocks. I want to feel how you can make me feel. They're hot...they're huge...I want to..."

The cat shivered, leaning forward. They were so intimidating to look at, but he knew how to serve cock now. He had been trained. He had been pushed so far and so hard that he knew how to make any dick feel good. He dragged his tongue along the head of the ram's shaft, then pulled it into his mouth.

One hard suck later, he was rewarded with a blast of pre, something that he hadn't quite expected, but he took anyway. He sucked it down, swallowed hard, and then turned to the Oni.

Him, he needed something different. He shifted the angle of the big red cock, tilting it up so that the underside of the cockhead faced him. Darting in, the feline pulled with his lips, dragging his tongue along that sensitive spot along the underside of the shaft, pulling at the head and dragging it into his mouth.

The strange motion was enough to get another blast of pre down his throat, another reminder of the other male's lust.

They were both panting as he kept stroking them, and he was floating in his own head, floating on lust and need and something else. Something that...

That felt good.

That felt wanted.

They wanted him.

They wanted him more than Naira did, right then.

I'm one of their partners, he thought. Naira doesn't want me for sex. She wants to punish me, make me humiliated. She goes to other people for sex. She comes to me to punish me, to hurt.

It was a bad thought, but it was a fair one. One that felt, well, right, with the way that she was treating him.

He earned the money, she got the profit.

He did the work, she got the fun.

The cat panted as he stroked their cocks faster, groaning as he felt them dripping down his arms. They were...they were...

"Fuck, stop!"

Francis's command brought him back out of his weird headspace, and he pulled his hands down to his sides with a gasp. His cheeks burned as he realized how drippy he had become between his legs, his cock oozing pre over his asshole, soaking it and slicking it up in a way that he hadn't quite expected to happen. It was welcome, but strange, almost like he had been slathered in lube back there.

Both the Oni and the ram were panting, their cocks looking like they were on the verge of exploding. Francis shook his head.

"I never thought you'd be this big a whore, you slut, but it looks like the station has really done a number on you."

"Mmmph...I just...I can't..."

"You ain't nothing but a whore. And a whore that can't think of anything but cock and musk, heh."

The ram hefted his cock, and it was true, in that moment. Ardanis couldn't think of anything but how to tease it, to make it feel better, and to know that he had been fucked over that hard in his head only made him feel all the worse. His humiliation knew no bounds, and he swore that his cheeks were going to catch fire.

That said, the Oni shook his head.

"I think he earned the orgasm option."

"Yeah...Heh. I didn't think I'd say it, but fucking hell, he almost made me blow a bigger load with a handjob than an earth whore did with her pussy."

Kani reached down to his wrist, tapping a few buttons. No sooner had he done so than Ardanis felt his cock jump free. Not hard, no, but certainly dripping.

"I paid for him to be able to cum, but he stays limp. No hard-ons for him."

"Heh, that seems fair," Francis said. "You got his mouth, I got his ass."

The pair of them split, and just a moment later, the feline had that red cock presented to his mouth once more. His cheeks burned again, but he opened his mouth obediently, sucking that shaft inside and letting it rest against his tongue. The salty taste hit him immediately, and he closed his mouth, sucking and bobbing his head right off the bat.

"That's it. Just let it settle in. Let yourself get used to it."

There was no getting used to it. He knew the taste of the Oni's cock, knew its size. He bobbed his head forward, taking it right to the balls and sucking hard.

As Kani groaned, slumping forward and hugging him around the head, the ram was already working his ass. That slippery cock tip pressed against his rump, and Ardanis had that split second to relax before -

"Mmmmmm..."

He was actually moaning as he felt that fat cock slide in, feeling it spreading him open and giving him one hell of a prostate massage. He moaned around the shaft in his mouth, his legs spreading a bit further to give more room, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt the beginnings of his first real orgasm in weeks. Months? Maybe longer.

It didn't matter. Serve.

He bobbed his head forward when Francis started pulling out, and he pushed his hips back when he felt the Oni dragging himself away from his mouth. Forward, back, forward, back. If his throat wasn't full, then his ass was, and vice versa. He groaned every time that the thick cocks spread either his rim or his mouth, forcing him to remember what he was doing.

Serving men.

Fucking men.

The feeling was intensely wrong, something that still sat ill with him compared to being with his wife, but it had been so long since Naira had been with him that he had almost forgotten the gentle touch of a woman. All that mattered was the one, key difference between them, the one good thing.

Naira used him.

These men wanted him.

It didn't make him gay, but it made it easy to accept what they offered, and easier still to go along with what they wanted of him.

Bobbing forward, sucking down the thick, musky shaft. Feeling it in his throat, knowing he was going deeper than he should have been able to and taking it anyway.

Bobbing back, feeling that cock spreading his ass, the rubbing on his prostate making his cock ooze all over the floor.

Forward, back, forward, back. Two cocks, two men, two customers. And they were making him feel so shamefully good.

In and out, in and out, balls bouncing against his chin and against his own set. His cock swung forward, back, forward, back, swinging pre-cum strings everywhere. It never got harder than its floppy state, but it still felt amazing, still felt like it was getting closer and closer to a real orgasm for once.

In and out, back and forth, in and out -

"MMMPH!"

Ardanis finally hit his peak, his eyes rolling back as he went stock-still, cumming in little weak streams to the ground below. His body was wracked with the pleasure of orgasm, his body seizing up, shaking, trembling, clenching. Only the sheer size of the Oni's cock kept him from being bitten, and only the ram's big cock kept his shaft from being pushed out by the spasms.

Both of them were moaning, cumming as he milked them, but Ardanis could barely think of them. All that mattered was the white-hot pleasure that was running through him, an orgasm from hell that robbed him of everything but the desperate wonderfulness of actually cumming for real.

It took him almost a full minute to stop, and when he did, he realized that there was cum in his mouth, cum in his ass, and even more along his back. His eyes went a bit wide, realizing that he'd gone into a sort of fit from cumming so hard, and that he had managed to get the other two off at the same time.

As he looked over his shoulder, he saw that Francis had collapsed, his cock still standing up straight, but his eyes closed. The ram must have cum harder than he thought.

He turned around, looking up at the security officer. Kani smirked, shaking his head.

"Well, I knew that you were well on the way to being broken in, but I didn't think that you'd gone this far."

"Well...I..." Ardanis looked down, sighing. "I have to, don't I?"

"Kinda. But didn't expect you to do it that fast."

"I did...did what I had to..."

"Whore, look at me."

He did, mostly because he didn't have much choice. The Oni looked back down, shaking his head.

"You're not gonna believe me, but you're doing what you want to do. Maybe this is what you really were, on the inside. Maybe you didn't need to get married. Or maybe there's something else going on."

"I doubt it."

"Hey, I don't get all touchy-feely-emotional very much, so if you want to ignore it, go ahead. I don't like being it, but thought I'd say."

Ardanis shrugged slightly, getting to his feet. Now that he'd had his orgasm, he felt more ashamed than ever of what he'd done. The fact that he'd begged them to use him, the fact that he'd wanted it, even for an incredibly short amount of time, just felt...wrong. Like he had done something that couldn't be forgiven.

I wanted them instead of her. I...

"Am I done?" he asked.

"Yeah. Not much use of keeping this up if Francis is out cold. You can go."

"Thanks."

He turned, blushing as his arms were pulled behind his back by the suit. By the time he was out the door, they were bound like handcuffs at the small of his back -

"Ohhhh, look at that cute little dick."

And his cock was still exposed. Damn that Oni...

The End