Pyntherian Saga - Part Eight

Pyntherian Saga — Part Eight

Based on an original story by Robert Moon

CHAPTER 8 - JAKE SPANNER IS CAPTURED BY EMPEROR KHRANG

Jake’s mind was in a fog of fatigue and pain as he continued to slowly churn his way up the steep climb. His entire focus had narrowed down to lifting one foot up out of the deep snow, stepping heavily forward, and then lifting up his other foot. He could barely remember where he was or why he was even climbing anymore, only that he had to get to the top. 

It therefore came as a surprise to the exhausted muscle man when he nearly bumped into the curved metal and ceramic hull of an enormous starship. 

Jake looked up through his protective goggles at the vast upward sweep of hull before him, and he knew he had finally reached his goal. His eyes scanned the icy surface for a likely entrance, and he quickly spotted a service hatch a short distance away and about 40 feet up the face of the hull. The rime of ice coating the hull actually became a benefit at that point, providing Jake with purchase on the otherwise smooth ship’s surface to allow him to climb those last few dozen feet to the hatch. Using his small pick axe, Jake chipped away the thick sheet of ice coating the hatch’s control panel, and then started working on rewiring the hatch to gain entry. As with so much of his training, Jake had scored at the top of his class in electrical and computer engineering, and it only took him a few minutes of tinkering to get the hatch to open. The young man pulled his massive, exhausted frame through the portal and then shut the hatch behind him, landing heavily on the metal floor of a service passage. 

The huge bull of a man leaned back against the inner hull for several long minutes, panting heavily as his oxygen-starved body feasted on the fresh (if slightly metallic-tinged) air inside the ship. The warmth of the passageway also quickly melted the ice and snow that had stuck to the young man’s thick winter clothing, starting to soak it through. When he had recovered a measure of his energy, Jake shucked his way out of the thick, waterlogged clothing until his was just down to his skintight ship suit and heavy boots. He strapped his weapons and tools on the belt secured tightly around his astonishingly narrow waist, and then began to take stock of his location and situation. 

Jake knew that Khrang’s flagship was vast even for a starship, so he had to find his way to a main passage to get a sense of where the command HQ was located, and hopefully Emperor Khrang as well. Stashing his discarded clothing in a ventilation shaft (on the extremely off chance he survived the dangerous encounters ahead and actually had an opportunity to escape), Jake pulled out his pulse pistol and began to head down the most likely passage. 

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“Should I send in the soldiers to apprehend the intruder, Most Revered Emperor?” asked the massively muscular warrior stationed to Khrang’s right. 

“No, not yet. Let’s allow our handsome young Space Ranger a chance to delve a bit further into our ship before we spring our trap,” the gloating and utterly confident tyrant said from his command chair. “I want him to raise his hopes a bit higher before we dash them on the rocks of disappointment and failure.” 

“Yes, your eminence…”

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Jake had been stealthily moving through the vast starship for the better part of an hour, carefully evading patrols of Khrang’s genetically-engineered soldiers and inching ever farther into the heart of the ship. He knew he must be getting close to his destination, or at least an important hub, as the passageways were becoming larger and more ornate. 

His suspicions were confirmed when he came upon a vast cavern of a room. The chamber was a massive dome that reminded the young Space Ranger of an Old Earth cathedral — mighty bulwarks of metal columns, almost otherworldly in their mechanical beauty, sprang symmetrically from the walls of the circular chamber to meet at a ceiling that was easily 300 feet overhead. The chamber was simply enormous, and Jake couldn’t understand what purpose such a huge, hollow space could serve on board a starship. 

Depending from the ceiling far overhead was an inverted cone of pipes, wires, and blue and white lights, almost looking like some sort of gigantic technological stalactite. This pointed column of steel and light descended almost halfway to the center of the floor, where perhaps half a dozen steps led up to a raised dais that looked to be about 100 feet across. 

Jake was surprised to see that this vast chamber was completely deserted. There wasn’t another soul in sight, and other than the steady hum of electricity and machinery, the vault was eerily silent. Something just didn’t seem right about the chamber, but Jake was convinced that the only way to Khrang’s command center would be through this great domed room. The big man waited more than 10 minutes, hiding in the shadows and slowing his breath to be as silent as possible, and still no one entered the room. Judging it safe to enter, big Jake cautiously stepped into the chamber, keeping to the wall as he circled left around the chamber. 

As he entered the room, he got a better look at the raised platform more than 250 feet away. The platform looked to be completely empty, just a raised disc of floor 100 feet across, and otherwise unremarkable. Jake still couldn’t understand the function of the huge chamber, and so cautiously inched closer to the dais. 

The entire chamber was well lit, but the dais in particular was brightly illuminated, and Jake felt extremely conspicuous as he mounted the first few steps. As he continuously scanned the entire chamber, he reached the top of the dais. He could now see that the floor was scored with dozens of complex lines and patterns, and had literally hundreds of large and small hatches that were completely flush with the floor. The complex arrangement was entirely foreign to the big muscle man, and his handsome brow furrowed in confusion. 

At that moment, the dozens of doorways lining the walls of the enormous chamber suddenly slammed shut with a loud ‘CLANG!’ of metal on metal, and Jake knew with a sinking certainty that he had just walked into a trap. 

A vast portion of the dome in front of Jake suddenly illuminated into a massive video screen…

“Welcome, Space Ranger Jake Spanner!” boomed an all-too-familiar voice as Emperor Khrang’s grinning visage filled nearly the entirety of the massive dome above the young man’s head. “So good of you to join me! I should have known that the Space Rangers would send one of their own to Pyntheria as soon as they learned something was wrong, but I could have never hoped that they’d send one of their best and brightest, a Ranger as big and powerful and valiant as you! I must say, I’m deeply impressed by your exploits these past few weeks, both physical and sexual! Oh, and I do feel the need to apologize for sending that assassin ‘bot after you a few weeks ago. That was short-sighted of me, and I must admit that I’m glad that you survived with all of your extraordinary… ‘assets’… intact!” 

The vile dictator chuckled at his own poor attempt at humor before moving on. 

“As you’ve accurately guessed, I have invaded this peaceful little world in order to continue my breeding program, unhindered by the interfering Space Rangers and other do gooders. The women of this planet will make for exceedingly superior breeding stock, wouldn’t you agree? Even the men here are useful to me for experimentation purposes, though even their superior seed isn’t powerful enough for my needs. That’s part of the reason why I chose to sterilize them all, though the fact that you’ve been able to rescue nearly 5,000 males from that fate bears further examination. I will have to round up all of the males that you so powerfully cured in order to full examine your cum’s effects on their physiology…” 

“Ah, but I’m getting ahead of myself.” 

“You might be wondering why I’ve allowed you to break into my secret and secure headquarters. The reason must surely be obvious by now! I believe that YOU might be the perfect new breeding bull for my genetic experiments! Your colossal size and hyper virility are unlike anything I’ve ever seen before!” 

“But before I can be sure that you’re the perfect stud for my new breeding farm, I’ll need to run a few… ‘tests’…” 

As Emperor Khrang began to cackle with laughter, dozens of the plates and trap doors in the floor of the large dais suddenly opened up, and huge segmented metal limbs and steel tentacles shot up from these openings with shocking speed. Jake possessed reflexes many times faster than that of a normal human, but even HE wasn’t able to dodge these snaking steel beasts for long. One titanium tentacle was soon wrapped around his right ankle, followed quickly by a second one around his left wrist. After that, it was only moments before Jake’s massive and mighty form was caught fast within the coiling confines of dozens of super strong loops of tightening metal. The huge Space Ranger struggled mightily against his many bindings, his phenomenal muscles bulging and straining in a dance of raw power and pure masculinity, but it was no use — not even his fearsome and super human strength could hope to break free from so many thick metal shackles. 

In a matter of minutes, the hunky hero found himself suspended several feet over the dais floor, his thick wrists and ankles each encircled by several coils of unbreakable titanium alloy and pulled so wide that his limbs threatened to dislocate from his shoulders and hips. But the stoic super stud nevertheless flexed his arms and legs even harder, his entire body exploding with colossal muscles as he fought against his restraints. 

“That’s more like it,” Emperor Khrang cooed. “I need to keep you trussed up like this for the experiments to come. It makes you more… tractable.” The evil genius snickered again before moving on. “But first, I must have access to every inch of your magnificent body, Jake. As much as I appreciate your Space Ranger uniform and the way that it hugs every curve and bulge of your phenomenal physique, I’m afraid it must go.” 

The madman pressed another series of buttons off camera, and another series of metal arms extruded out of the floor. These huge limbs all ended in deadly looking blades and razor sharp cutters of every variety and description, and Jake couldn’t keep his eyes from opening wide when he saw all of these knives and blades aiming for his strung up and helpless body. The Emperor could slice him to pieces, and he was defenseless to stop him! 

Instead, however, the mechanical limbs began to expertly cut the young marine’s clothing off of him, delicately slicing through the muscle man’s uniform while leaving the flesh beneath uncut and unharmed. It took only a few minutes, but soon Jake’s uniform, boots, utility belt — every stitch of clothing that had been on his body — had been reduced to useless scraps on the cold metal floor. And moments later, even these scraps had been swept away by cleaning ‘bots, leaving Jake’s magnificent naked form heaving and flexing within his restraints. 

“My my!! What a SPECTACULAR specimen you are!! I must give credit where credit is due — the Space Ranger scientists and geneticists really outdid themselves in creating a bull stud such as yourself, Jake! Bravo! I’ve seen many magnificent males in my time, and none of them can hold a candle to you!” 

“But are you as strong and as tough as you look? I can’t waste my time using you as a stud bull unless I’m convinced that you are the most perfect and most powerful male in existence. I therefore think that a short battery of tests are in order…” 

With those words, Khrang activated another series of trapdoors, and even more limbs and tentacles began to rise up out of the floor. These articulated arms were of such varied size and description that they defied easy categorization, and Jake’s worried eyes flitted from one to the next in a frenzied assessment that began to border on panic. He knew he was in deep trouble, and that he was about to experience a whole world of hurt. 

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“I had initially decided to slowly torture, humiliate, and emasculate you, broadcasting your destruction live all over the planet,” Emperor Khrang gently cooed hours later into Jake’s epic torture session. “I still might do that, you know, especially if you prove to be inadequate for my needs. An example DOES need to be made to the Pyntherian people, after all. A suitable punishment for the impertinence and gall of defying the will of their Lord Emperor!” 

An exhausted and panting Jake stared back defiantly at the image leering down at him from the enormous view screen. He had always heard that Khrang was an egomaniacal madman, but the stories and legends didn’t do the actual man justice. The guy was INSANE! Khrang had been overseeing the young Space Ranger’s torture for many hours now, using his vast array of robotic pincers, claws, spikes, drills, and countless other instruments of torture to use and severely abuse the muscle man’s massive and extraordinarily tough physique. Countless bellows and thunderous roars of agony had been torn from Jake’s powerful lungs as his mighty body was tortured in ways he had never even imagined possible, but the defiant young stud had never once called out for mercy or begged for the tortures to end. No, the mighty muscle bull was far too strong, far too proud, to give the insane dictator the satisfaction of making him beg. If Jake was fated to die at the hands of this cruel and mad overlord, then he would do it defiant to the end. 

Countless bruises, cuts, and shallow lacerations marred his still utterly magnificent form, the results of hours upon hours of constant, brutal, relentless torture. But Jake was so freakishly tough and resilient that these many injuries, though serious, would cause him no lasting harm. In fact, even now, the numerous cuts all over his body were starting to heal, the bruises slowly starting to fade, for his remarkably accelerated healing abilities were already starting to wipe away any trace of injury from Jake’s monstrously muscular and gloriously beautiful body. 

“Fortunately for you,” continued the mad Emperor, “you’ve passed the first battery of tests with flying colors. You are indeed the strongest and most hardy male specimen I have ever encountered. You have endured tortures that would have torn a lesser man apart, and I am duly impressed. Your awesome size, mighty strength, and supremely tough mettle all earn you a prized place at the very top of my breeding program.” 

“But there is still one more set of tests you must pass before I know whether you truly qualify as my newest breeding bull. I’ve witnessed your extraordinary exploits of virility in the primitive underground labs of the pathetic ‘Pyntherian Resistance’, but I need to explore the lush vitality of your loins far more thoroughly. It’s time to see if you measure up to the great demands of being my prime stud bull!” 

Jake had known all along that this moment was coming, but he was still dreading it. His massive, meaty genitals had been largely ignored and left untouched throughout the hours and hours of brutal tortures, and the big Space Ranger knew that there was a reason for this apparent oversight. Now he knew that the REAL pain was about to begin…

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Jake Spanner let out a guttural scream of pure agony as yet another orgasm was violently ripped from his loins, immediately suctioned away into the extraction tube clamped like some massive limpet onto his painfully engorged, two-foot-long mega cock. He’d long since lost track of how many loads he’d blown since the marathon milking session had begun many hours before. The young muscle man’s tortured mind was lost in a fog of inhuman pain, his massive, mighty genitals feeling like they were being literally torn apart. 

The latest barrage of ‘tests’ hadn’t started out that badly at first. The extraction machine was expected, a large cylindrical device of clear nano-ceramic that rhythmically pumped his almost immediately tumescent bull cock and simultaneously provided a reinforced plastic conduit that could whisk away each huge, thick, chunky load into waiting storage containers. The anal probe also wasn’t a surprise, though Jake WAS surprised at how effectively it vibrated and prodded against the joy button of his prostate and drove his powerful body to ever greater heights of sexual arousal and release. The randy young stud was rock hard within half dozen heartbeats of the application of these devices, and blew his first mammoth bull load just minutes after that. 

And judging from the look of grudging approval on Khrang’s televised face, Jake had definitely deeply impressed him with both the power and the sheer volume of his first seminal emission. And that would be just the first of many, many such monstrous ejaculations. 

The extraction tube and anal probe proved so effective, in fact, that Jake surprised even himself by pumping out a total of SIXTEEN humongous loads in that first hour alone!! A new record, even for him! The big Space Ranger knew that he was a veritable GOD of sex, and he could take cold comfort in knowing that he must be knocking the evil scientist’s socks off with his epic ejaculatory performance. 

Thus it was that Jake was taken by surprise when more doors opened in the large metal floor, and additional devices were extruded to ‘assist’ the young man reach even greater levels of release. 

A huge and very heavy metal clamp was shackled around the base of his huge nuts, connected to a powerful hydraulic system that stretched his behemoth bollocks to a full 12 very painful inches from his body, creating a constant burning strain on the powerful cords and tendons connecting the young man’s colossal testicles to his body. To make matters worse, a seemingly random series of mechanized attacks began to be unleashed on his bound and immobile bull nuts, which were alternately beaten and squeezed and crushed by a dizzying array of blunt and heavy objects. The force of these testicular attacks was enough to quickly reduce a lesser man’s stones to rubble, but Jake had endured far worse abuses to his huge balls without complaint. Hell, most of the nut action was like foreplay to the tough and randy super stud! But when combined with the vastly accelerated rate and frequency of his seminal emissions, all of this rough and sometimes downright violent attention to his massive mega balls caused the huge Space Ranger unbelievable amounts of genital agony. The brutal ball abuse also succeeded in eliciting another result, however — amplifying and intensifying the young man’s already utterly colossal orgasms. 

Jake Spanner was soon pumping out his chunky jizz so often and so fast that he was in very real danger of becoming dehydrated. Even during his marathon, month-long fuck-a-thon in the Pyntherian underground, Jake had taken frequent breaks to replenish his fluids and eat hearty meals to keep up his strength. But this violent raping of his bountiful loins was starting to literally drain the young man dry. 

Emperor Khrang had planned for this eventuality, however, and at the press of a button, Jake felt sharp needles pierce the thick veins of his forearms, followed by the cool rush of fluids and nutrients pumping into his depleted body. His mammoth ejaculations, which had recently started to slightly dwindle in power and volume, were quickly restored to their former size and vigor, his behemoth bollocks once more supplied with more than adequate fuel to churn out even more of his super potent baby batter. 

Jake’s mind seemed to drift in and out of near unconsciousness as his mighty balls were pushed beyond even their previous herculean performance in the service of the people of Pyntheria. The greatest, throbbing ache imaginable was emanating from the young man’s colossal bollocks, and Jake was certain that if it wasn’t for the huge metal clamp forcing his huge stones to the very bottom of their smooth, overstretched nutsac, his insanely overworked balls would have long since imploded and been sucked out the length of his gigantic bull cock, joining the thick, soupy loads of pure stud cum sloshing around in the huge storage containers. 

And STILL the ungodly pillaging of Jake’s mighty loins continued! 

Every orgasm now felt like it was rending the thick meat of Jake’s humongous nuts asunder. His mighty balls were contracting and convulsing so violently that they looked like they might shake themselves apart, and indeed, any other man’s balls would have long since been shattered and shredded to bits. Jake’s he-man bull nuts continued to prove their super human toughness and resilience, however, pumping out prime stud slime as fast as the suction machine could draw it out of him. 

The battered Space Ranger lost all sense of time, the brutal abuse of his prodigious loins seeming to last an eternity. In truth, the epic, marathon ejaculation session lasted an entire day, a full 24 hours of non-stop sexual abuse. 

Jake didn’t actually realize at first that the fuck session was over, for his gargantuan genitals were in such extraordinary pain that the cessation of suction and extraction activities didn’t register at first in his pain-wracked mind. It wasn’t until all of the offending devices had been removed — the extraction tube, the anal probe, the huge and heavy shackle around Jake’s fat nuts, even the sharp alligator clips that had been later clamped tightly over the young man’s thick, rubbery nipples — that Jake’s exhausted mind realized that the brutal abuses had finally ceased. 

Jake’s exhausted gaze took in the sight of his bloated and distended genitals, and the sight made the big muscle man want to cry. His gigantic bull cock was still as solid and rock hard as a flag pole, so hard that it actually HURT! In fact, the young man realized that his magnificent member now looked even BIGGER than the 24 inches in length it had so recently achieved, having added perhaps another half inch in length after the brutal and extended suctioning. The entire organ looked bright red and raw from abuse, but was otherwise unharmed. 

It was Jake’s big, big bollocks that really worried the handsome stud. His utterly exhausted and spent balls hung unbelievably low in their thick and blubbery scrotum, stretching down an extraordinary 9 inches to hang huge and heavy at the very base of their sac. The humongous orbs throbbed with an angry dark red color, evidence of just how extreme their recent workout had been. The titanic testes virtually glowed like a pair of massive embers, and Jake wouldn’t have been the least bit surprised to see wisps of smoke rising from their overheated surfaces. 

The sound of a single set of hands clapping boomed from the overhead monitor as a very satisfied Emperor Khrang looked down with a smug grin upon his hunky, helpless captive. 

“Excellent work, Jake! Most excellent indeed!” crowed a pleased Khrang. “I’ve never seen such an extraordinary performance in my life! Even my previous sperm cow, a truly prodigious male in his own right, couldn’t compare to your output! Why, you’ve shot more sperm in the past 24 hours than all of the pre-plague males of this backwater planet could have produced combined! And I haven’t even augmented you yet!! Oh yes, you will serve my needs quite handsomely.” 

“Even more importantly, however, you possess the highest quality sperm I’ve ever seen!! This stuff is pure genetic PERFECTION!! I’ve run every kind of test I could think of during these past 24 hours, and I’ve managed to unlock only a FRACTION of the astounding genetic bounty of your reproductive fluids! Why, the improvements I could make to my elite super soldiers knows virtually no limits!!” 

The maniacal, crazed look in Khrang’s wide, feverish eyes terrified Jake more than the continued plundering of his big ballsac. The man was a fanatic! An insane zealot of the highest order! Jake knew that this madman must be stopped at all costs, before he placed the entire galaxy under his cruel, totalitarian grip. 

“Truly, I’ve already extracted enough thick, concentrated sperm from you to impregnate every woman on this planet dozens of times over. But my plans are much larger than that. I need to create an army large enough to conquer and subjugate all of the known worlds, and for that I need a VASTLY larger supply of your magnificent seed, a volume of prime stud spunk that even YOU wouldn’t be able to give to me in your current state. Fortunately, I’ve devised an ingenious way to augment my bull studs, increasing their seminal output tenfold. On you, the effects of this augmentation will no doubt be spectacular indeed…” 

“But first, I believe a celebration is in order! An acknowledgement of the acquisition of the latest and by far the greatest addition to my stud breeding pool! And as part of this celebration, I believe it is time to retire my former prized breeding bull. He has been one hell of a work horse, pumping out his extraordinary baby batter virtually non stop for nearly five years now, so I think he has more than earned some rest. Would you like to meet him, Jake? Yes, I think I should introduce you to the man that you’ll be replacing.” 

With those words, Emperor Khrang pressed another series of buttons, and a large trap door approximately 50 feet in front of Jake opened with a nearly silent whirring of gears and metal plates. A gigantic X formed of thick titanium beams began to rise from the floor, revealing an heroically muscular human male bound at wrist and ankle to the massive frame. The enormous bull of a man was very nearly as muscular as the great and gargantuan muscle bulk of Jake himself, and even more heroically hung. 

Jake gasped in surprise, bewilderment, and growing horror as the second naked muscle bull joined him on the large dais, the shock of recognition making his square-jawed mouth gape open. 

“Jake Spanner, allow me to introduce you to the former title holder of ‘prime stud bull’ — Space Ranger Brock Spanner!”