Slave Planet: WAR OF THE BLOOD FIENDS!

Riddick awakened with a brain burning from frenzied emotions. He frantically looked about, jerking his head from side to side, attempting to focus through the fog inside his head. The camp was exactly as it had been when he fell asleep. His entire body trembled convusively, no, it was shaking. Riddick's clothes were soaked in sweat, his breath was labored, and his ears had an odd ringing sound in them. He had just felt stark, insane fear for the first time in his life. Previously the outlaw had never know real fear. He didn't like the sensation one fucking bit. Mutherfucker! What a fucked up nightmare! Damn mutherfucker! Dreams seldom bothered him and nighmares...never. His legs felt weak and weirdly unattached as he struggled to stand. The fugitive's hands fumbled for his flask of trunk. It was difficult to hold the object to his lips but thankfully he was successful. The burning sensation felt good as he drank deeply. Slowly but surely Riddick began to become Riddick again. Quickly, he paced about the campsite as if he still needed reassurance that this was indeed reality. He felt a nagging worry that the nightmare might have been a sign of something dreadful that awaited in the near future. Fuck! It was not a comforting thought.

Everyone was sound asleep, worn out from the day's long march, Banin included. Riddick's face showed his distain for their supposed leader. The young offworlder lay passed out, deep in a trunk induced stupor. The empty flask was still gripped loosely in his hand. Banin wasn't an idiot after all, he was a complete idiot. Riddick fought back the urge to kick him severely in the groin. Truth was, at the time he didn't really care if the camp was secure. After what he had just experienced in the dream world, a few ragged bandits or wild animals didn't scare him at all. The sweat soaked shirt came off and was carelessly tossed aside. Massive muscles, glistening with sweat, glowed under the bright moonlight. Riddick walked over to where Giella slept and he knelt down.

After a few gentle prods the girl's eyes blinked and she stared up at the bald man. "I need a woman," Riddick said in a flat tone. "Can you handle it?" The beautiful green eyes sparkeled like emeralds, "I thought you'd never ask," she said. "Bring your blanket, its getting chilly," he said.

They walked together back down the trail about forty or fifty yards. After an appropriate spot was found, Riddick spread his blanket on the ground and they lay down. They snuggled close, pulling the other blanket over them. Riddick's hands went to the plump titties, he fondled the wonderfully soft flesh with abandon. They felt damned good, firm but pleasingly pliable. Giella's lovely bosom heaved, responding to his touch. "I've had a real shitty night," Riddick said. "I really don't want to fuck right now, just let me nurse you until I fall asleep, that's all I need right now."

Riddick's lips sucked one of Giella's large nipples into his mouth and he nursed passionately. She sighed deeply. "I understand baby," she said. "We're all going through a lot right now. Suck my titty all you want, you poor thing." With one hand she rubbed his bald head and shoved it closer to her fleshy orbs of love. Her other hand moved down to her pussy, it was wet and throbbing. With her fingers she rubbed her hairy cunt. She moaned as Riddick smacked his lips and sucked on the sweet fat titty with his hungry mouth. The sounds of lust and passion lasted for a very long time under the little blanket. His saliva ran down onto her stomach, with her fingers she dabbled in it, the extra warm lubrication on her gently thrusting pussy felt exciting.

Sometime shortly before daylight Riddick's eyes opened. He was back to his old self, no question. He kissed Giella's neck and resumed his urgent kneading of her abundant titty flesh. She cooed in kind and he felt a huge hardon growing in power. Giella's hand brushed against it. "Oh my Riddick," she whispered. "Why don't you relax for a bit longer while I suck your cock."

"Sounds like a plan," Riddick replied, groaning as Giella freed his manrock and cupped his cum bloated nuts. "They feel so full," she noted with satisfaction. "Just chill and let mama suck it all out now." Soon he felt the wonderful silky sensation of her wet mouth on his dick. She sucked expertly, her head bobbing up and down as she smacked noisily on the fat succulent meat. Soon Riddick found himself fucking her cute face with abandon. "Oh fuck baby, daddy's cummin'!" She squeezed his balls as they released their load of fresh hot sperm into her mouth. "Ummmmm," she hummed as spurt after hot spurt drained between her eager lips. Satisfied that at last he was nearly finished, she jerked hard on his prick in an effort to get the last drops. Then Giella pulled her pretty face away from the still spasming cock. She flashed her beautiful green eyes at Riddick before spitting a huge mouthful of cum, saliva, and cock sweat onto her big breasts. Giella wiggled her tits back and forth for a moment before lying back with her hands behind her head, a look of pure joy on her face. The first rays of morning sunlight made the liquid on her tits sparkle and gleam as Riddick's man juice flowed in tiny rivers over her beautifully rounded fat tits. Riddick smiled....sorta. Nice visual.

Riddick and Giella rejoined the rest of the party just as Jelli was starting breakfast. Banin shot Riddick a dissaproving glance. The begoggled one shot him a bird in response.
"Some day soon asshole, I'm taking you down," Banin growled.

Riddick walked straight up to his co-worker and stood inches from his face. "What's wrong with doing it right now dude?"

"You wouldn't understand Riddick. I'm a professional with a job to do, distractions can wait. If you would get your mind on work and off your balls, you might amount to something a little more than a pathetic pain in the ass, so fuck you Riddick."

Riddick smiled...sorta. "Why don't you try a woman instead, you might actually learn to enjoy a little pussy for a change......maybe."

Banin snapped, he made a lightning quick grab for his knife but he wasn't quite quick enough. Riddick's fist exploded into his face and he dropped like a rock. His nose was lying over against his cheek, blood streamed out leaving a pink trail down the young man's chin. While he lay stunned his bald assailant reached down and violently wrenched the broken nose back into its proper place.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiii," the fallen man squealed. "OOOwwwwwwwwwHHHHH!"

"Now there, Banin old buddy. After a few days the swelling will go down and you'll be pretty as ever. By the way Mr. professional.... masturbator, why don't you get up off your ass and help break camp. Laying around all morning makes you look like a worthless piece of shit."

Banin sat up and tried to clear his head as he fought back the tears. Everyone else had a quick breakfast and hastily got underway. Their leader staggered along in front as always but he gingerly made his way due to the throbbing mass of pain that had once been his face. More than once he stopped to gulp down a scalding swig of trunk. In due time his eyes stopped presenting things in duplicate and they made good time. Riddick continued to bring up the rear and tried to pay more attention on his surroundings and less to Giella's jiggling backside. No fucking lunge leaf today he promised himself. They were way off into a place called nowhere and it was best to stay alert.

At about noon the trail dipped down into a little valley with a beautiful little stream running through it. Eventually the chrystal clear creek widened and deepened. Riddick called out for a pause. "I like the looks of that water. Everybody is getting gamey as fuck. Let's break for lunch and a bath, I brought along a couple of bars of soap. I'm gonna get sick back here if I gotta keep smelling all your stinky asses, not to mention I don't exactly enjoy smelling my own funk." Banin had no protest to offer, the idea of some cold water splashed on his swollen face seemed suddenly very appealing. He turned to the slaves, "yeah, git your nasty asses out there and wash, then we'll have lunch. Not you Rarn, find some firewood first."

The chains came off and the girls rushed to the water after having thrown the thongs down on the sand bar. Rarn stomped around looking for firewood. Banin was an asshole for bossing him around. Hmmmm, maybe now would be a good time to try the trek mind meld again. It should be easier this time around. He returned quickly with an armload of wood. Afterwards, Rarn sat by himself and fell into a trance-like state. Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate. Soon he felt himself slipping away yet again.

Surprisingly, this time Rarn didn't find himself on the Enterprise. Instead he was shocked to find he was face to face with none other than the dark lord....Darth Vader!
"Wh....what do you want?" He asked hesitantly. "How did I wind up on Star Wars." Rarn found it difficult to express himself in such menacing company. Evidently his mind had slipped into the wrong sci-fi show erroneously.

Darth Vader raised a black-gloved hand and pointed directly at the trembling boy. "RARN, I'M YOUR FATHER!" He said and then mysteriously began to blurr and eventually vanished away entirely as another figure materialized to stand in his place. Holy shit Batman, Rarn found himself thinking.....suddenly he was looking at none other than Andy Taylor!

The sheriff gave Rarn a good natured smile but then his expression took on a more serious tone. "What's wrong this time Opie, did you shoot another bird with your bb gun?"

Rarn brought his hand up and slapped himself...HARD. Fuck it, this mind meld shit just wasn't working out. He sat dejectedly on the pebbly sand. His eyes started to weld up with tears. If only he was back home in his room, playing with his pet hampster Elmer. He wondered if Elmer missed him now that he was a pitiful sexslave.

Riddick sat and watched the weapons and supplies while the girls and Banin had their fun splashing and soaking up the rays. Without his clothes Banin looked really young. He was very slim, with a hairless chest. Not much more than a kid Riddick thought, no more than 21 or 22. In a grudging way, the bald outlaw had to give his partner a little respect. The kid had probably been on his own most of his life. Who knows what he'd endured on any number of cruel worlds. Riddick could relate to hard knocks.

Banin observed closely as Lissa soaped her big tits and then her pussy. He was feeling lots better, the cold water reduced the pain in his face somewhat and now he was feeling a different kind of ache. The girls giggled as his young cock bobbed up and down in the water, is alabaster white body was well toned if not massive.

"Lissa, come here and soap up my dick," Banin demanded. Tentatively, Lissa moved towards him with the soap still in her hand. She dutifully washed his balls and cock. Banin shut his eyes and groaned at her soft touch. "Its good and clean now, stroke it a little bit."

Lissa worked her hand up and down the hard shaft as the other girls watched. Jelli seemed to be taking an extra long time soaping up her pussy as the stared at the nearby action. Banin leaned back on one of the several boulders scattered in the stream. His breathing grew more pronounced as the slavegirl's hand moved skillfully, milking his prick. Lissa gently held the ballsack in one hand as she jacked with the other. Banin started moaning, "oooooohhhhhahhhhh, damn girl, you're good with a cock in your hand, maybe you ain't a dyke after all."

Lissa shrugged, "I had good training, that's all."

Banin's eyes were glazed over. "Oh fuck, here comes your milkshake baby, oohhhhahhhhh!"

Suddenly his cock began spurting its plentiful white seed. Lissa's hair and face were covered with the thick semen in seconds. She returned to her bath as Banin recoved himself. His erection remained proudly standing. He noticed the wide eyed Jelli who was still busy soaping up her privates. "Get your ass over here Jelli." She obeyed and came to him immediately. "What do you want Mr. Banin?" She asked.

"What do you think I want dumbass, can't you see this hardon? Start sucking before it goes down. Do it right and I'll fuck that hot pussy for you." Jelli bent down and took the erect dick in her mouth. Her thick sensuous lips slurped on the stiff meat like a starved piglet suckling a mama sow." "Oh fuck yeah hot ass," Banin voiced his pleasure. After a few minutes of oral, the young offworlder was ready to fuck. He had Jelli bend over the rock that he'd just leaned against. She took the position and he mounted her from behind. Soon, he found a good rhythm, his muscular ass cheeks slamming forward into the juicy cunt of the slavegirl. Jelli's eyes were shut tight as she panted and grunted with each powerful thrust. Her little tits bounced and flopped as her lovely body absorbed the hard fucking. She knew it would be a longtime before Banin came, having just been sucked off by Lissa. It mattered not to Jelli, as her pussy needed some hard dick. Soon she began to shudder, then convulse as waves of intense organsm swept over her needy body.

Riddick paid no heed to his frolicking companions. His attention was focused mostly on his new crossbow. The weapon was very well made, no doubt stolen from some unfortunate person recently murdered by the bandits. Occasionally the outlaw would carefully look up to survey his surrounding...caution was a habit born out of years of running. There was one especially large boulder on the edge of the stream, near where giella washed her fabulous white skin. Riddick admired her momentarily, that's when he saw it. Atop the large rock was a horrible looking thing. It was somewhat apelike with white spikey fur. It's arms were long and sinewy, the lithe body perhaps slightly smaller than the average man. The hands and face of the creature were black as coal, red eyes glared out from the twisted features. Long sharp fangs were exposed in a snarl that indicated bloodlust and rage. Its long hair bristled in anticipation as it gathered itself to leap. Giella was totally unawares of the monstrosity so near overhead. Riddick jumped to his feet and screamed a warning just as the thing lunged for Giella. Perhaps the monster was startled somewhat by the sudden animalistic yell of the outlaw or maybe it simply lost its footing on the slippery rock, whatever the cause the horrible thing lost his balance slightly as its powerful legs captapulted it towards the girl. Reaching out with a taloned hand, the ghastly intruder managed only to barely rake one razor edged claw across Giella's back as the slavegirl called out in horror and surprise.

The thing flounderd for a split second in the waist deep water as Riddick shouted at the top of his lungs. "Over here you smelly bastard, I'm the one you want...come and get it!"

The hairy creature seemed vaguely human, its bloodshot eyes stared briefly at the outlaw. Somehow, it appeared to almost comprehend that a challenge had been issued. Making a spine-chilling scream of utter animal madness it charged towards Riddick. With a loud crashing sound, the beast hurled itself through the few feet of water separating it from its intended victim. Appearing not the least perturbed, Riddick brought the crossbow up and fired. The ravenous attacker suddenly stopped just inches from its prey, screeching in agony and rage. Falling to its knees, the thing clutched desperately at the arrow that had entered at its mouth and now barely exited from the back of the skull. For several seconds the writhing creature struggled before it shuddered with its death throes. Pink bubbles and foam appeared at the mouth as the brilliant white coat became stained with an increasing amount of blood. Unable to remove the arrow, the demonic eyes glared with pure hate at Riddick. It growled weakly and lay still.

Riddick watched the thing die and turned towards his shocked, cowering companions. "Ok everybody, lunch has arrived."