Talwyn felt dizzy as the smuggler picked her up roughly by the back of her hair, and dragged her toward Ratchet. The lombax seemed to be in another world, channeling out everything that was going on until the Markazian was plopped in front of him. Without letting go of the back of her head the smuggler spoke.
"I'm getting pretty pissed now, either you suck him off right now or I kill you here." The crazed man barked at Talwyn. The woman clawed at his hands trying to get him to loosen his grip on her hair, until she saw the glint of his knife the corner of her eye. Slowly Talwyn opened her mouth. Without warning the smuggler thrust her head into Ratchet, taking him whole. She gagged as his length dipped into the back of her throat, but tried to be as gentle as possible. She didn't want to hurt Ratchet anymore than the smuggler already had. Thrusting her head forward and back the smuggler forced the Markazian to give oral.
Tears pricked Talwyn's eyes, as she found it hard to breathe. She felt so wrong and dirty doing these things. She wanted to kill the smuggler for hurting and humiliating both her and Ratchet. Stifled moans came from Ratchet and it wasn't long before she tasted his precum. With one last thrust the smuggler pushed her head forward and Talwyn was forced to take the lombax's shaft as he came. The smuggler held her there for a few seconds letting her twist chokingly on the load, before finally letting Talwyn go to cough and gasp for air. She didn't dare look at either Ratchet or the smuggler. She didn't want either of them to see the pain on her face; it would only make the smuggler sickly happy and Ratchet heart-broken.
"I'm s-sorry Talwyn," Ratchet warbled "It's my fault you're here, my-my fault you're in this mess. I love you, I'm so sorry... so sorry... so sorry."
Ratchet repeated over and over, quieter and quieter until he passed out.
"Ratchet? Ratchet?!" She cried. Fear working through her and ignoring the threat of the smuggler Talwyn jumped up and brought her face up to the lombax's.
"Ratchet?! Wake up! Please! It's not your fault! This is just a fucked up mess! Don't leave me, wake up, Wake up!" Talwyn screamed. She tried to bring her head down to his chest to check for a heart beat but the smuggler pulled her back.
Talwyn screamed to be let go and squirmed his grasp, but the crook held onto her tightly.
"Shh darlin', let the little hero sleep. Besides, now that gives you and me sometime to ourselves doesn't it?" He whispered in her ear.
"No, let me go! You monster, he's dying!" Talwyn cried as the smuggler pulled at her clothing. He pulled out his knife and cut up her shirt haphazardly. The blade dug and cut small marks into the Markazian as she flailed around, but it didn't stop her. Talwyn Apogee felt as the smuggler finally freed her breasts and cupped one in his dirty fingers.
Suddenly a loud bang sounded. The grip on Talwyn loosed and the smuggler let go of her chest, before collapsing to the ground and bringing her with him.
Hey so, we're nearly at the end now. Probably just about one more chapter to tie things up. I know some of you are sighing in relief and others don't want to see it go. Everything's got to end sometime. Enjoy!