Torment's End

4/16/04 4:09 PM

This story & 'Slova' are © Cyberwuffy

“Torment’s End”

A groggy Teryx rolled around in her bed. As soon as she got out of her bed, she began to shiver. The room seemed to be as cold as the air temperature outside. She hit the comlink on the side of her bed. “Ugh...What the fuck?” she groaned to the control center.

“Sorry Teryx—” replied a startled Allo. “We didn't want to wake you since you were up all night fixing the laser turrets, but the Environmental Control Unit failed ten minutes ago. You and Tricero are going to have to go down to the Maintenance level and take care of the problem.”

“I hate winter. One goddamn break down after another. And this one I can do without! Let me get dressed... Tell Tricero to meet me at mag-lev delta,” she muttered. Teryx closed the comlink and sighed. What a winter. The constant breakdowns had kept her busy and it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep up her self imposed celibacy with any of the other Dinosaucer members. When they landed, she didn't know much about her teammates personal lives, and refused to mate with them. She was surprised that the pair didn't try to rape her as each of the men went through their rutting period. But it was her own rutting period she was worried about. It was creeping up on her and Teryx had given the matter a lot of thought. She was finally willing to end her months of sexual drought. Besides, shoving a power shunt into her depths that she had modified to act as a very powerful Terran equivalent of a vibrator whenever she needed to get off wasn't cutting it anymore. She had made strong friendships here with the other dinosaurs and being LavaDome's only female member it seemed cruel for her to hold out on the men any longer. As soon as Teryx got this problem fixed, she was going to find anyone of the team, with the exception of Bonehead, and get herself laid. She had nothing personal against Bonehead, but Teryx wanted things to go as smoothly as possible.

Teryx reached into her dresser compartment and dug around until she found her heavy weather exo-suit. “This should keep me comfortable until I get that damn controller fixed,” she muttered. Teryx stepped into the suit and zipped it up. She pressed the control panel underneath the team emblem to 'warm' and tried to remember where she left her tools. The power cell in her suit wasn't powerful enough to keep her decently warm, but it was better than staying in the nearly fifty degree ice cave. The archaeopteryx eyed the foot of the bed to find her toolbox. She grabbed it and cursed to herself, scurrying to the delta mag-lev. She was off to fix another break down.

Tricero stood patiently by the mag-lev. He was dressed in his heavy weather exo-suit, which provided him some comfort throughout the base's misfortune. The lights in the corridor that lead to the mag-lev shaft were randomly flickering on and off. Probably some after effect of the ECU's failure. He was soon met with a somewhat frustrated Teryx storming down the hall to meet him. “Ugh... Do you know anything else besides the fact that it's broken?” she sighed. Tricero pushed the mag-lev's door pad and with a soft hiss, the thickly constructed buramite doors opened.

“After you,” he said, trying to be the gentlemen. Teryx stepped into the mag-lev and Tricero followed her in. “There was just a small power surge and then the whole ECU unit failed.”

Teryx selected the Maintenance level from the mag-lev's destination menu and braced herself. The nearly ten minute trip below would most likely be a long and boring one. “You okay? You've been working very hard the past couple of days,” he said. Teryx shivered softly. The power cell must've been drained or it would've lasted at least six more hours. Teryx looked back up at Tricero and nodded.

“Yeah... I'm fine. Just all of these breakdowns are getting to me,” she said. Tricero gently embraced his feathered friend and brushed his claws over her in an effort to warm her up. “How long do you think this will take?”

It was cold. Even inside the mag-lev. Tricero looked at the mag-lev’s passage indicator. “About another minute,” Tricero shrugged. His icy breath formed in the elevator’s cabin. Teryx rummaged through her toolbox, looking for a power coupler.

“No… I meant the repairs. I like cold weather as much as the next dino, but not like this!” Teryx groaned.

“Depending on what the problem is… Hopefully it’s nothing major,” Tricero chattered. The triceratops wrapped one of his arms around Teryx and began to rub her body in an effort to warm her up. Teryx moaned softly. She didn’t get much physical contact from any of the Dinosaucers. Mainly because of her reluctance to mate with them. Teryx was very selective about who she spread her legs with. She hadn’t had a sexual partner since the team had landed on Earth. Even if what Tricero was doing was just out of concern to keep her warm, the archaeopteryx welcomed the contact.

The favorable contact would be short-lived as the mag-lev came to a grinding halt and its thick doors opened. “Looks like we’re here,” Teryx shivered. She took her toolbox and the pair stepped out of the elevator. The lights automatically sprung to life, the base’s internal electrical grid not seeming to be effected. The maintenance level was rather large. A dozen heavy fusion generators were in the center of the room. Teryx listened to their ambient hum. They appeared to be running fine. Two walls of the level were filled with computer panels and diagnostic equipment. The other two walls were lined with mechanical devices and other non critical components.

“It looks like all the generators are in order,” Tricero rumbled.

“Run a diagnostic on the computer core. I’ll start with the environmental control unit.” Teryx said. Tricero nodded and went to one of the computer consoles. He began to punch in command codes. Teryx walked towards the environmental control unit and sat in front of it. She set her toolbox beside her and opened the control unit’s outer housing. Almost immediately she saw the problem. “It looks like half of the isoboards have corroded.”

Tricero looked over at Teryx from the diagnostic console. “Good. At least the whole routing assembly didn’t blow or we’d really be in trouble,” he sighed in relief.

Teryx cursed to herself. This was going to take a good twenty minutes to repair barring any other problems, and she hoped that the heat wouldn’t take long to come up. She bird picked up her wyaset phase converter from her toolbox and placed it in her lap. Teryx reached into the device’s casing and started to unseat each of the three corrupted crystalline isoboards. The corrupt isoboards had turned a bright shade of yellow. She would have to run her phase converter over each of the crystals until they returned to their normal brown tint. She shivered again and looked over to Tricero, who was busy at work running diagnostic subroutines.

The avian took the first isoboard and turned on the phase converter, applying the tool to the circuitry. It would take about seven minutes to fully repair, so the bird thought back to earlier in the mag-lev. Teryx enjoyed her brief contact with the herbivore. Even if it was only an attempt to warm her up. She hadn’t had sexual activity with any of the team since they landed on Earth, despite their constant advances. It was no pleasure cruise for her either. The base’s lone female grew tired of having to shove a heavily modified power shunt into her vagina to get a decent orgasm. She needed a male. A strong male… to take her. Teryx snapped out of her daze and looked back at the isoboard in her hand. The crystalline circuit’s color returned to a brilliant shade of brown. Wanting to get the heat up soon, she seated the circuit back into its slot. The sound of energy powering up was music to her ears. Teryx took the other two isoboards and started to process them.

Tricero shivered and tried to keep warm. The temperature was the same as outside. “Diagnostic cycle complete. Environmental Control Unit offline,” the computer voiced.

“Tell me something I don’t know,” Tricero scoffed.

“Almost done,” Teryx said. “Just one more isoboard to go.”

“I’ll be happy when that almost done turns into done,” Tricero mused.

“Assuming the repairs work, yeah,” Teryx smirked. She turned to the last isoboard and firmly placed it into its socket. “There. That should do it.”

Teryx sealed the machine’s housing and turned her attention to the control panel off to the side. She accessed the startup sequence. Lights flashed throughout the device and the clean sound of energy fusing sounded. “Environmental Control Unit online,” chirped the computer. With nothing more than a shrill hiss, the base’s ventilation system began to pump warm air throughout all the chambers.

“You did it!” Tricero cheered. Teryx organized her tools and placed them back in her box. She got up from the floor and walked over to join Tricero near one of the command consoles. Suddenly, red lights started to flash all over the panel.

“What’s going on?!” Teryx exclaimed.

“I don’t know…Let me try and fix it,” Tricero reassured calmly. He began to press buttons to acknowledge the warning, but his efforts would be met with a huge explosion. The level’s lights flickered and sparked. A loud strain of metal echoed the chamber and one of the ceiling’s bulkheads came crashing down onto the floor, striking one of the fusion generators. The affected generator whined and smoked, before the safety subroutines cascaded the remaining power generators into an automatic shutdown. Teryx and Tricero had dove behind some cargo containers, keeping cover from whatever was happening. And then it was over. The emergency lights came on and supplemented the remaining illumination from the undamaged ceiling lights. Things had seemed to settle and the pair peered out from behind the cargo crates.

“What the hell happened?” Tricero questioned.

“One of the power couplings must’ve blew. Looks like a flying bulkhead took out one of the fusion generators,” Teryx observed.

“We should call for help,”

“Good idea,” Teryx nodded. She got up from behind the crates and walked over to the still functional command console. Tricero watched Teryx from behind the containers.

“I don’t like that look on your face. What’s wrong?” Tricero asked.

“We won’t be able to call anyone for help… Internal and external communications are down… as well as half a dozen other systems. And the emergency bulkheads in the mag-lev shaft have been activated. We won’t be going anywhere either,” Teryx sighed.

“Great. So what now?” the triceratops sighed.

“Well, look on the bright side. The Environmental Control Unit is still functioning and the defensive systems are still active. We’ve also got plenty of food down here, so we’ll have to wait until we’re rescued,” Teryx said optimistically. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the warm air that was still filling the maintenance chamber.

“And nothing to do in the mean time,” Tricero sighed.

Nothing to do…? It hit her. This little incident was the perfect opportunity for Teryx to make her move. To end her many months of sexual torment… Teryx was aching, needing to give in to her instincts. She couldn’t…wouldn’t hold out anymore. Tricero was just her height and whatever assets he was gifted with… were going to find her nether regions to be a tight fit…

One frustrating thing about the male half of Reptilon’s saurian species was that in sexual activity, much work by the partner was needed to get the male to ejaculate. There were certain sexual aides for sale on Reptilon that could speed up the process, but they went through power cells with a vengeance. The only upside being that when the male did blow his load, there was practically no time between recharge. This made mating between Reptilon couples last for roughly two hours without wasting time recuperating.

With little else on her mind, Teryx knew what she was going to do. She walked back in front of Tricero and gave him an odd smile. In one fluid motion, Teryx disrobed her Dinosaucers suit and let it fall to the barren metal floor. She walked closer to Tricero, whose full attention she now had, and stood appealingly nude in front him. She looked deep into Tricero’s eyes and spoke softly, “I want you… inside of me. Don’t deny me any longer. My days of refusing to mate with the males in LavaDome is over,” she hissed. “I present myself to you… Rut me as you wish.”

Tricero went wide-eyed at the sight of his friend in front of him. He had never known Teryx to be so direct. Or horny, ever. Still…nobody would be able to get them for at least six hour, and something had seemed to put Teryx in a very good mood.

“What are y-you doing?” Tricero stuttered, a bit taken back by Teryx’s sudden sexual advance.

“Something I should have done a very long time ago…” Teryx groaned. Every passing moment without satisfaction was torment to her.

“Something? Why me…? And why now, out of all times?” Tricero questioned. Teryx brushed along one of her breasts enticingly and came closer to Tricero. She sat beside him behind the cargo crates and brushed her bare body against him.

“Because our brief encounter in the mag-lev was the final straw. I’m tired. Tired of resisting all of you men… I need it. I need it very, very badly. And you’re going to fill me with your seed… One way or another,” a lustful archaeopteryx plotted. The scent of her arousal hit Tricero’s nostrils. The triceratops liked what he smelled. He hadn’t had a good rut for several years. Tricero looked into Teryx’s eyes. She was very convincing and he wasn’t about to turn her advance down. What did he have to lose? He gave a soft nod of approval to Teryx, who by now was doing her best to force off her companion’s only article of clothing. Tricero unzipped the bulky exo-suit and helped his teammate remove it. He wore nothing underneath, as tradition. There he sat. Completely unclothed and at Teryx’s disposal. Tricero was fairly wider than Teryx, so he would have to be careful not to press his weight too much on her.

Teryx reached her hands down to Tricero’s crotch. She ran her fingers over the triceratops’s hardening length and began to pump it slowly in her hands. “Mmmm… you’ll be hard soon enough…” she whispered. The avian cupped the swollen cock head with her hands and rasped her tongue over it.

“What about me fucking you?” Tricero groaned softly. He laid his back up against the wall and spread his legs.

“All in good time, my trike. All in good time… What’s getting laid without a bit of foreplay?” she teased. She began to pump at the foot and a half of flesh with her hands, occasionally reaching down to lick at the swollen penis head. In no time, Teryx had him painfully throbbing. Tricero’s clear essence streamed down to the massive base in thick tendrils. She encapsulated the swollen tip in her beak for a moment, licking at it several times before pulling off of the pleasant flesh to praise him. “Good… very good.”

“Mmmm… I haven’t had this done in a long time,” Tricero groaned. He leaned back against one of the cargo containers and spread his legs for her.

“It’s a pity that I’ve been resisting the team’s various advances all these months,” Teryx smirked. She lowered her head back onto Tricero’s glistening shaft. She parted her beak and ran her tongue along its throbbing tip, before sinking down further on the one and a half tree of flesh. Tricero closed his eyes and sighed contentedly.

“That’s it…” Tricero grimaced, a broad smile came across his face. Teryx was busy working her tongue around the length’s stalk, slowly moving the flesh’s bulk back into her mouth. Slimy pre dribbled down her throat and the taste flashed back memories of her last lover. Teryx moved one of her hands to cup at Tricero’s package, feeling their massive weight in her palm. She rolled the orbs around softly, enjoying the feel of the dinosaur’s brown hide against her fingers. Tricero could only let out random groans. They increased as Teryx sank further down on his penis until the tip of her beak brushed into his hips. The bird kept up her masterful tongue job around the fleshed gift. She felt a sudden spurt of salty pre run down her throat. Enjoying the taste, she slowly pulled up off the cock to pump and massage at the thick base with her other hand. Teryx closed her eyes and focused on her blowjob. She steadily bobbed up and down the pre-slickened meat, using her tongue as best she could to gain what she hungered for.

Like a teenage sex slave from the wrong side of Reptilon, Teryx continued her masterful work on Tricero’s stiff prick. She was always talented with giving blowjobs. At the seasoned age of twenty seven, the bird had picked up some tricks from the many lovers of her past.

Tricero was in another world, practically washed in pure pleasure. The tactile sensations of Teryx’s very prehensile tongue washing over his length was absolutely heaven. His heartbeat had steadily increased in time with Teryx’s rabid bobbing on his pulsing flesh. His loins were heating up and the female tongue slithering about his manhood was slowly driving him closer to a violent eruption. One of his claws found its way to the back of Teryx’s head and began applying a firm guidance.

Almost ten minutes had passed since Tricero’s claw had reached its way to the back of her head. Teryx had Tricero in a delightful daze. Teryx’s pussy was now extremely wet, and her clit was engorged. The bird continued to pump at the shaft’s pre dampened base while running her tongue in various paths around the flesh’s tip. Teryx could hear a primal snarl begin to sound from Tricero. It wouldn’t be long now, she thought. The prehistoric bird wanted his cum… To fill her mouth with that wonderful taste once again. She closed her beak as best she could around the glistening tip and slowly sank her mouth down on it.

With nothing more than a deafening roar, Tricero’s climax became a reality. She was rewarded with forceful blasts of hot cum filling her gullet. The female closed her eyes and squeezed the base of the penis as hard as she could. Seed splattered out from the side of her mouth and messily ran down her body. Teryx pulled back off of Tricero’s exploding prick and grasped the end in her hands, directing several more strands of cum to splatter about her body. She looked up to see Tricero’s eyes squinted shut, his face contorted in the throes of his explosion. Teryx pumped the underside of the flesh’s tip to get as much of Tricero’s remaining cum as she could. Her efforts were rewarded, the last strong squirt blasted her right between the eyes.

Tricero shuddered and conscious thought was starting to return to him. Teryx wiped the strands of seed from her face and continued to pump at the triceratops’s prick. “How was it?” she whispered.

“Ver…ver…nggh…Very…good,” Tricero panted. Teryx continued to massage the brown tube of flesh. Even though she knew that Tricero would remain hard anyway, she wanted to please him further.

“I’m glad you approve. It seems that I haven’t lost my touch,” Teryx smirked.

“Your touch?” Tricero staggered.

“Yes…”

“I know we’ve never discussed our sexual histories since before we landed… but whatever you did before we fled Reptilon, it must’ve been very enjoyable…” he huffed.

“I’ve had my share of experience,” she smirked. Teryx leaned down and licked at the swollen tip. The flesh was slick with leftover seed and pre, and the pulsing cock glistened brilliantly off of the emergency lights.

Tricero shifted his hips somewhat, causing his sturdy pole to bob about, but Teryx did a good job of keeping it still within her grasp. Tricero studied what Teryx was doing, how she worked her gentle hands around his length. She was very enthusiastic in stroking his cock. A week ago, he couldn’t have ever imagined Teryx breaking her self-imposed celibacy. “What… What now?” he grimaced. She brushed her fingers over the cocktip, pinching it softly in various positions.

Teryx looked up at Tricero. What was she going to do now? Not like she had planned this whole scene in advance. “I want this little encounter of ours to be as close to home as possible,” she said. She reached at the underside of the triceratops’s cocktip and slowly traced around it.

Tricero thought back to his last coupling. To say that he missed the experience would be a broad understatement. Still, he was in no position to deny the lady of what she was after. “How…close are you looking for?” Tricero groaned, immersed in the hand job he was being given.

Teryx slowly squeezed the dinosaur’s bulb. “Fucking for the traditional two hours… Hopefully you’ll blow fifteen in me…at least that’s me thinking optimistically,” Teryx smiled. Fifteen loads? She really was in sexual torment!

“I will, mmmm, be happy to oblige you, my dear,” Tricero groaned, shivering at the feel of Teryx’s fingers drag across his tender cock flesh.

“I am happy to hear that, Trikey,” Teryx grinned.

“It looks like I have a new nickname,” he huffed.

“I hope there’s nothing wrong with that,” she said.

“I can get used to it. But before we get heavily into screwing for two hours, I need ask you something,” he said.

“Of course. What is it?” Teryx churred serenely.

“If I wasn’t here to break your celibacy right now, and you had your choice, who would you have plow into you?” Tricero asked. Teryx thought about the question and continued to pump at Tricero’s flesh. By now, the thick ‘horn’ was busy at work generating more steady streams of salty pre.

“If you weren’t here… and I had a choice… It would have to be Bronto Thunder. He really appeals to me,” Teryx churred. Tricero reached over to Teryx’s busy hands and held placed his around them.

“Bronto? He has a girlfriend, you know. But I guess I don’t need to ask why he appeals to you,” Tricero chuckled.

“Ideally, his girlfriend would be of no consequence to me. But you guessed it. His size,” Teryx snickered. She brushed her hands down the thick penis stalk and slowly began to pump the length. “Unfortunately he wouldn’t be able to fuck me. His species gets up to just over three feet in that department and is probably as thick as your leg. He’d split me in two, but I’m sure there’s a way to work around that.”

“Well, if we ever get to breaking this—news—to the others, I’m sure they’ll want dibs on you… As for Bronto, I’m sure I can build some kind of bondage device to restrain Bronto to your desires. Even though he has a girl, somehow I don’t think he’ll have any objections,” Tricero laughed. The archaeopteryx brushed her fingers around the cock’s thick base and continued to squeeze his shaft. “Mmmmm…”

“The others will have to wait in line,” Teryx murmured. “But for right now, I want to end my suffering.”

Tricero nodded and shooed Teryx’s hands off of his length. “If you’re that desperate, then you should get on your back,” he said, a lowly rumble in his voice.

Teryx nodded softly and moved away from the throbbing triceratops. She eyed the rigid prick and just smiled to him. This was going to be the best two hours of her life. The bird sat on the deck-plate, facing Tricero. Slowly, Teryx laid down on her back. Her insides were beyond damp and their excess was dribbling out onto the metal floor. With no more verbal communication, Teryx spread her legs invitingly. Her demands were clear.

Tricero got up from his spot behind the crates and kneeled over Teryx. “Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked.

“I haven’t been laid in ages. I’m tired of it. Fuck me… Fuck me HARD,” Teryx pleaded. Tricero worked his thick cock up to the entrance of Teryx’s slit and held it there teasingly.

“What happens if I knock you up?” he asked. Tricero brushed the swollen head of his shaft up against her vaginal lips and rubbed there several times.

“We’ll just ship it back to Reptilon. Right now, I don’t care about anything except getting laid,” she hissed.

“Whatever has gotten into you just now Teryx…I like it,” Tricero grunted, smiling down at the randy female beneath him. Without any further hesitation, he pushed his hips forward and buried himself to the hilt inside of her.

“Gooooooooooooooooood!!!” Teryx whimpered. Her walls She finally was getting what she sought after. That brief contact in the mag-lev had sparked something primal inside of her. A willingness to give in to her desires. Teryx squawked and writhed beneath Tricero. Her inner walls were stretched very tightly around Tricero’s shaft. The triceratops’s large amount of pre washed into Teryx’s extremely tight vagina and added in with her own heavy musk. Teryx was beside herself. What she had been missing out on for so long, even if by choice, was very welcome. The avian firmly wrapped her legs around Tricero’s wide hips, intent on keeping her sudden lover inside of her for as long as possible. Her modest breasts were pressed tightly against his bare chest. Rational thought was slowly escaping her… and primal instinct was slowly taking over. Her first climax hit. The first good orgasm in such a long time. “Oh!!! At laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaast!!!”

“Come on bird… you’re not going to be walking right after this…” Tricero snarled. The horned dinosaur continued to ram into Teryx’s flooded snatch.

“Good… Goooood… mmoooooowh, SO goooooooood…” Teryx cried out blissfully.

“I’m, urghhhhh, glad you like… it,” Tricero panted. A warm sensation swept over him. His nuts were smacking against Teryx’s parted thighs, their immense contents nowhere near sweet release.

“Nail me, you bastard! Fill me up!” Teryx cried. She did her best to tighten the grip of her legs around Tricero’s hips. All the three horn could do was grunt and groan.

“Harder… Faster…”

The trike needed no further prompting. He was already lost deep in rut. Cries of Teryx’s ecstasy echoed throughout the near-empty chamber. The only sounds coming from Tricero were just heated grunts. The pinkish avian didn’t care if she became pregnant. All Teryx knew is that she wanted everything her new lover had to offer… at any cost. Teryx splayed her arms off to her sides. Her fists were clenched shut, well onto the verge of her second series of climaxes. Tricero hissed and snarled, lost in the midst of primal instinct. He was pumping the bird beneath him with his thickness as best he could.

All Teryx could do was shiver and whimper into Tricero’s chest. She was being driven hard and she wanted his seed. Why did the fates have to bless Reptilon males with so much stamina? “Fill meeeeeee!” Teryx pleaded.

Her torment wouldn’t last much longer. Tricero drew back and forcefully gave Teryx what she sought after, nearly driving her into the floor. His massive orgasm ripped through her, the hot seed extinguishing the flame of emptiness she had come to know on Earth. The large excess secreting from her tightly wound opening and smearing onto the orange deck plate.

“At laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaast!!!” Teryx shrieked. She was finally being filled with what she had been without for so long.

It would be then where the ritual would unfold. Tricero continued to batter the ecstatic Teryx through many, many climaxes. Time would stand still throughout their enjoyable, if not sporadic, rut. The pair would mate for as long as required by traditional mating practices. The thoughts of being rescued were nowhere on their minds.

* * * *

Many hours had passed before Teryx and Tricero had finished their little encounter. The diagnostic panel's clock readout read 8:42 PM synchronized to Terran time. The pair was huddled over behind the cargo containers, resting after their rut, as well as their repairs of a good portion of the damaged systems. Preferring privacy, Teryx left all internal communications below the Hangar Level disabled. The only remaining entry to the maintenance level would be through the rarely used service crawl way.

Ichy and Bronto Thunder had been sent down to the maintenance level to retrieve Tricero and Teryx. Unfortunately for them, there was only one service crawl-way that led down to the secluded engineering center. The duct was tilted at a thirty degree angle and was sparsely lit. As with the mag-lev shafts throughout LavaDome, the service crawlway was prone to the same emergency procedures. Emergency bulk-heads were littered throughout the 300 meter crawlway.

“Hopefully Teryx and Tricero are okay. Whatever caused that explosion damaged a good part of our subsystems, but luckily they were just the non-essentials. Allo said that the a good portion of them were repaired,” Ichy sighed.

“When did he say that?” Bronto asked.

“Before we began this hellish decent. It seems that among the other repairs, Teryx and Tricero haven't gotten to the internal communications below the Hangar Level,” the delphinic creature explained. A small squeak startled Ichy, causing him to jump up and hit his head on the hard duct's surface. “Ow! Son of a bitch... Aside from having a low enough overhead, you think we could've ran a conveyer belt through this thing when we built the place.”

Ichy trailed behind Bronto with a large box of tools as well as a class IV medkit, doing his best to avoid his companion's rather large tail. Both dinosaurs approached their next obstacle on their claws and knees. “There it is,” Bronto Thunder grunted, trying to keep his balance in the 30 degree oriented duct. “The last emergency bulkhead.”

“This little journey of ours would be a lot smoother if we didn't have to manually open a dozen of these stupid things,” Ichy complained.

“Yeah, but they're there for a reason...” Bronto rumbled. He propped himself up against the last bulkhead and searched around for the locking control servo. "Where is that damn thing?"

“Move your claw a little to the right,” Ichy said, able to see the device from his vantage point. Bronto felt around for a moment until he was able to grasp the handle, which ran parallel with the duct.

“Got it. Now lets hope this one was just like the others and opens... or we're going to have to cut through it,” Bronto grunted.

“Don't fucking jinx us. Just start pumping,” Ichy scolded.

“Alright. Alright,” he sighed. Bronto began to slowly pump at the manual release valve. The largest member of the Dinosaucers team would only have to pump the handle a few times before a loud click sounded and the duratron doors released from their locked stance with a soft hiss. The brontosaurus places his claws between the doors and pried them open until they were once again retracted into the wall.

With the last bulkhead out of the way, the only thing between them and the Maintenance Level was the crawlway’s exit hatch. “Finally…” Ichy groaned. “I’ll be glad to get that mag-lev fixed as well as releasing all the bulkheads throughout LavaDome.”

“One thing at a time, Ichy,” Bronto said. He moved closer towards the last thing standing in their way of less cramped spaces.

“Well go ahead. Open it,” an impatient Ichy groaned. Bronto undid the mechanical latch and the crawlway door flipped open. This only caused Bronto to fall two feet onto the ground, with his companion and their kits not far behind.

The large crash was enough to wake up Teryx and Tricero from their deep sleep. Both of them had since redressed and were in each others arms. “Who’s there?” called out Teryx from behind the crates.

“Teryx?!” Bronto shouted. The archaeopteryx peeked out from containers and went over to help their rescuers. Tricero was a bit slow to get up. Most likely in a deeper sleep than his partner. Bronto emerged from beneath the messy pile and dragged himself onto his feet. He caught Teryx walking towards him and smiled. “You’re alright.”

“Of course I’m alright,” Teryx grinned. “Nice of you boys to come down here.”

“Don’t mention it. We would’ve been here sooner but the mag-lev wouldn’t respond and we had to take the long way,” Ichy chimed in. He was sitting against the wall below the hatch and making sure that all his tools were in order.

“Where’s Tricero?” Bronto asked.

“He’s probably still behind those cargo containers. You know how heavy a sleeper he is,” Teryx smirked.

“Are you two hurt?” Ichy asked.

“No. We’re fine. Actually, we’re more than fine…” Teryx said, a hint of excitement in her voice.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” asked a puzzled Bronto. Teryx looked behind her to the cargo crates. Tricero must still be gathering himself.

“Well… Everyone’s going to find out about it anyway. So I’ll tell you two here,” Teryx grinned.

“Tell us what?” Ichy asked.

“That I’ve finally broken my celibacy,”

“You…What?!” they both exclaimed. Both men were taken back by the news, but they couldn’t help be attracted by it.

“Let’s just say that this little incident had a silver lining to it after all. Just ask Tricero,” Teryx said. The mentioned triceratops finally appeared out from behind the cargo canisters.

“Speak of the devil,” Bronto snickered. Tricero yawned softly and walked towards the other three.

“Laugh it up Thunder, but Teryx hasn’t told you about her desires for you,” he smirked. Bronto looked at Teryx. Could it be true? LavaDome’s lone female had a thing for him? He glanced at Teryx, who by now couldn’t help but blush.

“Is this true?” he asked.

“Well…” Teryx gulped. “I might as well tell you about the rest of my sexual past before I answer that. At the age of maturity, I enrolled myself in the Tunari School of Sexual Arts. That’s where I picked up most of my experience. I’ve been reluctant in putting it to use when we landed, but you, my large friend, caught my eye. I was hoping to have my way with you sometime soon and it’s been on my mind for many months now. If you’re up to it, and we get the rest of these repairs finished, I was hoping we could manage it tomorrow.”

Bronto looked at Teryx, and then over to Ichy beside him. “What is Allo going to say about this?”

“Somehow I don’t think he’ll have any problems. I’ve seen the way he looks at me,” Teryx said.

“Well, if it’s what you want, then I’m not going to object,” Bronto smiled. “I’m all yours.”

“Good…” Teryx smiled. “Very, very good. I’ve given the matter some thought as to how I intend to have my way with you. Assuming we can finish the rest of the repairs which shouldn’t take long. I’ve got all of the undamaged generators running again.”

“Well, what should we do first?” asked Ichy.

“Fix the damn mag-lev,” rumbled the dazed Tricero. “I don’t think we want to crawl back up through that damn duct.”

“Well, let’s get to finishing off these repairs. I don’t want to stay down here any longer than necessary,” Teryx said.

* * * *

Teryx, Bronto, Tricero, and Ichy had spent a good part of the previous night repairing all of the systems that couldn’t wait. During that time, Teryx discussed her plans for enjoying Bronto Thunder. It was decided that with the Tyrannos keeping to themselves and the secret scouts on winter vacation, that Teryx’s desired experience with Bronto would be the next afternoon in the brig. That left Bronto and Ichy having to break the news to the others. Not surprisingly, none of them had any objections, but Bonehead has a hard time understanding. Allo decided that he would keep Bonehead occupied with various duties during the scheduled fling that was soon to come.

An unclothed Teryx lay fast asleep in her quarters. A content Tricero was nestled beside her. She had been up until at least midnight repairing the last of the systems that couldn’t wait for another day. After the short rut between Tricero and Teryx, the pair seemed to come to amicable terms as to forming a mutual relationship. At least now, Teryx would no longer be alone in bed.

The loud alarm next to her bed began to chime, bringing Teryx out of her sleep. Teryx rolled over and looked at the clock and then back at the naked triceratops next to her. It was almost time for their little encounter in the brig. The archaeopteryx rolled over on her to face Tricero. She smiled and ran one of her hands against his face plate before giving him a soft kiss. “What would I have ever done without you?” she whispered. Being the heavy sleeper that Tricero was it was going to take a little more than a whisper for her to wake the trike up. Teryx gently prodded at the herbivore. The three horn stirred about, derailing whatever dreams he was engaged in. “Wake up. It’s almost time for our little appointment,” Teryx said seductively.

Tricero yawned and looked up at Teryx. “Whatever made you change your mind yesterday… mmmm, just keep it this way,” he rumbled.

“Shall we get going?” Teryx grinned, almost done waking up out of her daze.

“Should we even bother wearing our suits?” Tricero asked. Teryx looked down and gently grasped at Tricero’s maleness. Tricero shuddered softly and closed his eyes.

“Somehow I don’t think we’d be wearing them long if we did wear them. Let’s just show up like this,” Teryx smiled.

The rest of the males, excluding Bonehead, were waiting in the brig for their distinguished guest to arrive. None of them were clothed, each hoping to sink deep into what each of them dreamed about. This little occasion wasn’t the only sexual activity that Dinosaucers had enjoyed. A good portion of them were bisexual, so any talk of Teryx finally allowing herself to get laid was very welcome news. The main star of Teryx’s affections, Bronto had been shackled against the wall as per the archaeopteryx’s wishes.

The large brontosaurus was comfortably restrained. Nearly two feet of his limp hose was dangling between his legs. The others were careful not to arouse him just yet. They didn’t want to start his two hour erection phase until Teryx had arrived. He looked around the dimly lit cell towards Allo. “Do you think she’s going to get here soon?” he asked.

Allo eyed the digital clock above the door. “She should be here soon,” he chuckled. “It’s a shame you won’t be able to fuck her with that lightning bolt between your legs. I would’ve liked to have seen that.”

Bronto just gave his leader a smirk. “What about Vera? I’m sure she wouldn’t approve of this,” he shot back.

“My wife and I… have had a long standing…agreement,” Allo smirked.

“Which is?” Dimetro asked, eagerly in the middle of disrobing.

“When we landed on Earth, Vera told me that if I could ever nail Teryx, she had no problems with it. In exchange, I let her buy a male sex slave to keep her company,” he said. Such outlandish practices were not uncommon among their society, but were encouraged to be kept private. There were two types of slave owners; the type that treated their slaves as equals and the type that demanded performance. Vera and Allo were the honorable type. Shortly before Allo left for Earth, the couple bought a male styracosaurus on the black-market. They both treated Slova well and the well built male treated them well in return.

“Well, it seems that you’re finally going to cash in on that agreement,” Stego snickered.

“It’s not such a bad agreement though. We fuck whenever she visits here. When she’s not she has Slova to take care of her on Reptilon… and until now I have only had to dream of mating with Teryx,” Allo chuckled.

Dimetro reached over behind Stego and gently grabbed the flesh between his legs. Stego rumbled softly and moved back against the welcome comrade. “Mmmm…” he groaned. “It’s nice to see we’re not all waiting on Teryx to take care of our pleasures…”

Tricero ran his claw over Ichy’s own hardening flesh and began to pump it slowly. Bronto just watched the two from his restraints and could only imagine the pleasures Teryx would soon be giving him. Bronto had been the longest without female contact of the Dinosaucers. He had last mated with his ex-girlfriend back on Reptilon before the voyage. She was just his type, but was not so happy with having to lay his eggs as well as never seeing him again before he ditched her for Earth.

“I’m just looking forward to sinking inside of Teryx myself…” said Ichy. He licked his lips in arousal. “I have a feeling her depths have been worth the wait.”

Bronto kept to examining the activities of the others. The bonded creature looked over towards the door to find an appealingly disrobed Teryx standing seductively at the jail’s entrance. “Hello my dear,” Bronto rumbled. “As per your instructions, I am here and ready for you.”

The interests of the males turned towards Teryx and she couldn’t help but blush. “All this attention…” she smiled. “I think I can get used to this…”

Teryx eyed Bronto’s shaft and smiled. “I don’t want to drag this introduction out anymore than I have to… so if you boys will give me some breathing room and I’ll get to work. Just wait until I get started and then one of you can join in,” Teryx moaned. Her loins were beginning to dampen. “You have just what I want.”

Slowly she approached Bronto and kneeled before him. Teryx took Bronto’s limp tool in her hands and began to stroke over its length softly. “Mmmm… this is going to be nice,” she murmured. A lowly rumble escaped from Bronto’s throat. His thick cock was wasting no time hardening in Teryx’s grasp. The large gray flesh would soon extend to its fullest size at just over three feet. Teryx squeezed at the girth as best she could and reached her head down to lick at the glistening tip. Bronto closed his eyes and groaned, craning his neck every which way and writhing in pleasure at the secure restraints.

“That’s it,” hissed Stego. “Get him off real nice…”

Teryx could only fit her beak around Bronto’s fat crown of a cocktip. She continued to apply firm pressure at the cock’s base and Teryx did her best to keep her tongue tracing throughout different places on her large playing field. She gently ran her tongue down the blooming organ, smearing her tongue around its thickness during her descent into Bronto’s hips. She kissed various parts of the gray tube and gently nipped at the flesh’s various parts. A primal snarl began to build up in Bronto’s throat and the rasping of the female’s tongue was washing him in pleasure. It didn’t take long for Teryx to get the immense tool to begin releasing its clear pre. The warm fluid dribbled down the flesh’s tip and onto her shoulder, the flow that of a small brook. She felt the welcome warmth hit her body and ever so slowly she dragged her tongue up along the cock’s underside until her tongue once again touched the brontosaurus’s flaring tip. Teryx placed her hands just below the swollen cock’s tip and kept the organ steady. She was rewarded with the constant river of precum showering her face and getting into her eyes. Without any worries of choking on what was flowing so freely, Teryx sank her beak down on the fat flesh and began to drink from the regularly flowing fountain of life.

“Ungh… so gooooooood,” Bronto groaned incoherently. He instinctually thrust his hips upwards, giving Teryx a little surprise. The last blowjob he had was a week ago was by Allo, but that paled in comparison to anything a properly trained Reptilon female like Teryx could dish out.

If Bronto was anything like Tricero was, she would be on her knees for quite awhile, but she didn’t care. Bronto had enough spunk to give her a good shower and that was exactly what she wanted…with or without someone pounding her from behind. Teryx switched her stance so that she was resting comfortably on her calves. Her legs were spread and her vagina exposed to any male willing to get behind her and spoon. She did this so the yardstick of flesh pointed upward at her hungry beak. As she did this, Teryx closed her eyes and enjoyed the constant spurts of pre that showered her upper body. She kept her hands firmly around the cock’s head and slowly lowered her beak back on the length. She continued to swallow Bronto’s pre, having no problem with the excess soaking into her feathery hide. The immense amount of pre dribbled out the sides of her beak and down her chest. Lost in lust and desire, Teryx continued bathing the glorious yardstick with her tongue. By now, Teryx had Bronto gasping and whimpering in pleasure. His thick tool was bobbing and thrashing about, now completely soaked in saliva and pre.

“She’s presenting herself,” smirked Ichy, noting Teryx’s change of position. Ichy himself was intently watching this enjoyable spectacle from the side. The aquatic dinosaur was huddled over beside Bronto with Tricero going down on his own flesh.

Allo gave Ichy a toothy grin and nonchalantly crept up behind the busy Teryx. He knelt on his knees, mimicking Teryx’s position and placed himself behind her. He ran his claws across her hips and inched his throbbing cock across Teryx’s ass until his throbbing erection against her gleaming cunt lips.

“I…will take you first,” bellowed Allo. Teryx was oblivious to her leader’s words as well as the tip of the allosaur’s brownish prick probing against her soaking entrance. She was too caught up with her face buried in the steel rod between Bronto’s legs.

Allo reached down and grasped his length in his claw. He continued to tease Teryx’s labia with his prick, but would soon cut to the chase and ram himself deep inside of her. Letting out nothing more than a choked cry on Bronto’s penis, Teryx closed her eyes and moaned deeply into the gray flesh. “At last…” Allo snarled. “I finally have you.”

Teryx clenched her sex tightly around the Allo’s cock. All she could do now was go along for the ride and hope she didn’t get pregnant out of all of this. Even if she did, it would be swiftly taken care of. She did her best to keep focused with bathing the head of Bronto’s prick with her tongue and gulping down whatever pre she could. “Unnngh… that’s it you little slut… get me off!” Bronto cried. His heart was racing and he was doing everything possible to break out of the restraints while being washed with pleasure, but his brute strength was nowhere near enough to break free of the shackles.

“Good!” Teryx cried out from Bronto’s cock. Allo hissed and snarled behind Teryx, slowly pumping himself into what he had sought after for so long. The allosaur didn’t take long to get a steady rhythm into Teryx going. His shaft met tight resistance from her depths, only fueling Allo’s desires to spoon her more roughly.

“You sure are tight,” Allo grunted at her tightness. Allo’s hard pounding sent shivers through Teryx’s spine. Teryx was going through several nice climaxes, even if they were silent. She moaned and did her best to buck back at her leader’s thrusts.

Teryx nipped and kissed at Bronto’s engorged member. This would be the final straw that caused Bronto to explode. The shackled male let out a deafening roar, struggling and pulling at his restraints, but that would do him no good. Teryx was force fed large amounts of Bronto’s thick seed. She did her best to swallow all she could, but had to pull off the member and gag. Still having the thick cock in her grasp, she pointed the spurting hose towards her body and unleashed the intense orgasm to cover her body. Teryx closed her eyes and directed the spurting steel to various places on her body. Thick strands of seed blasted her face and dribbled down to soak in her feathers. At last, her fantasy of polishing Bronto’s thick knob was fulfilled, but was overshadowed by Allo fucking her from behind.

Her pussy juices along with a good amount of Allo’s pre were trailing out of her wet snatch and onto the cold floor. Teryx was in heaven. If she wasn’t being plowed from behind, she was immersing herself in Bronto’s rich cum. Allo snarled and squeezed her hips hard. Not having as much stamina as Tricero’s species, it didn’t take long for Allo to blow his load into Teryx.

Allo lustfully swiped at the back of Teryx’s head. Giving her no more interest, he pulled his erect member from her slit and went over towards Dimetro and pushed him to his knees. “Clean and service,” he commanded. Dimetro could only comply with his superior’s demands and took the slimy member into his mouth. “Stego, go fuck her and make her yours.”

“With pleasure…” Stego hissed, fully caught up in the heat of the moment. He took the same position that Allo had used behind Teryx and carelessly rammed his thicker length into her depths. Teryx’s eyes bulged out and she screamed in a twinge of pain and pleasure from being invaded so roughly. She released Bronto’s cock and fell to her hands and knees, giving Stego freer access to her nether lips and burying her beak on Bronto’s still hard cock. All she could do was hope to get Bronto off once again while she was being taken so roughly from behind. “That’s it…Mmmm… you really have been worth the wait…”

Stego slowly began his pounding into Teryx’s tight snatch. Her inner walls seized the invading pole and rippled around it. She let a soft moan into Bronto’s hips and lost herself in the plated male behind her. “Ungh, mmmm, don’t…” Teryx cried, unable to finish her sentence. She screamed into Bronto’s heavy sac, too vocally swept up in another delightful series of orgasms. Stego hissed and swiped at Teryx’s back.

“By the time this is over, you’ll be confined to a wheelchair,” Stego hissed. This sure was no traditional rut session nor what she expected, but Teryx had no objections to the what she was receiving either. The stegosaurus behind her kept his thrusts into the receptive cunt strong and relentless.

Allo kept his claw firmly placed on Dimetro’s head. He was fully caught up in the dimetrodon’s tongue rasping around his cock and unable to focus on the pounding that Teryx was receiving.

Teryx was reaping the rewards of continuing to service Bronto’s flesh. She might have gotten Bronto off much sooner if she wasn’t impeded by the males at her rear. But she didn’t care. As long as she could drink from Bronto’s staff, she was happy. No matter how many males were lined up to fuck her from behind. Her face and feathers were now drenched with Bronto’s next load and she made sure to cup at the gray flesh’s swollen head to catch a streamer of tangy liquid hit her tongue and slide right down her throat.

“For how long is anyone’s guess,” Allo cackled evilly. Their leader was sitting in a corner of the cell enjoying the service that he had ordered from the dimetrodon. The allosaurus took to brushing at Dimetro’s snout and was already eagerly pumping his hips into the warm mouth. He groaned and shivered, enjoying the talents of his comrade and did his best to concentrate looking at Teryx continuing to get handled so roughly.

It was about seven minutes since Stego had slipped into Teryx. The leftovers of her many climaxes, Allo’s own seed, along with his own pre were dribbling out of her cunt lips and oozed onto the floor. All she could do was moan and pant incoherently. Whatever rational thought that was left was busy trying to meet Stego’s thrusts with her own. “Please!” Teryx whimpered. “Don’t, ungh, moooooooooooooooooooooah, hold back!”

A toothy grin flashed across Stego’s snout. Teryx’s words were of no concern to him for he had no intention of holding back. If the plated herbivore could plow between her legs for the rest of the day, he would. Unfortunately, that wouldn’t leave any of Teryx for the rest of the males. Teryx screamed again. Tears of joy or lust streamed down her face. Her frame was wracked with a powerful climax and she went cross-eyed, doing her best to keep from fainting. The thrashing of her slit around Stego’s swollen cock caused her partner to explode within her. The archaeopteryx was marked once again.

Stego swiped at the female across her back again. A lowly roar filled the room and he slowly pulled out of Teryx’s roughly abused snatch. Satisfied with his performance, he brushed and gave Teryx’s ass a gentle pat. “Th-thank you,” Stego shivered. That was all he could say.

Teryx quivered. Her vagina was sore, her knees were trembling, and she was still in a daze from a half hour of countless orgasms. Slowly Teryx slumped onto the ground and into the restrained brontosaurus. Her head, even if it was spinning, was still planted in Bronto’s crotch.

Teryx gathered her wits and whimpered softly. She wouldn’t need long to recuperate for the rest of her friends to take her. Teryx gave the glistening head of Bronto’s cock one final kiss. She took some residual seed that was still blooming from his prick and rubbed it gently between her legs. She smiled weakly up at Bronto and crawled to the middle of the cell. From there Teryx got on her back and spread her legs for all to see. Three more of her teammates were still waiting to take her and she couldn’t back out now…

* * * *

Teryx lay in spread out in her bed. She was staring at the ceiling, lost in thoughts of bliss from earlier in the day. Teryx had only planned to service Bronto Thunder and maybe even ride his fat cockhead, but it seemed that the rest of her teammates had other plans in store. Teryx didn’t think she would have any problems working with her colleagues after what had happened. As long as everyone understood their boundaries and that she would take delight in having them whenever she desired. One thing was for sure, Teryx would never have to spend another night alone again.

The End