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A Punishment Without Relief Chapter 1: Arrival For Sinister By Draconicon

Space was different than Ardanis expected. He had thought that he'd float in the ship, that he would drift about and have no issue with gravity or anything else. Hell, he had half-expected to be able to float around and dick about with, well, his dick if he ever got the chance to leave the planet.

Instead, the cat was kept pinned to his seat by both forward momentum and the gravity fields that were present in the ship, grunting as it felt like his eyeballs were trying to get squished into the back of his skull from the g-forces.

"Mmmph...and people do this...and like it?" he grunted as the ship finally started to slow down after leaving atmosphere. "Why?"

"Because some people like the ride," his wife said. "And besides, we're not going on vacation, are we? We're going to your new job."

Ardanis nodded, reminding himself of the situation.

They'd been coasting along for the most part on Earth, the pair of them doing alright with Naira - his wife - working as a bartender back on earth and bringing in most of the money. He did odd jobs as the temp agency found him places, but both of them knew the majority of the income that they had was due to her hard work.

And, well, the cat had been frustrated about that. He was supposed to be the man of the house, and he was the one that was supposed to provide for the both of them. He'd wanted to prove that he was a man, but his job wouldn't let him.

So, he ended up paying for a couple of whores that did that for him.

It was something that he had enjoyed, and he'd done it again, and again. No more than four times, though. Their finances weren't so good that he could just spend it willy-nilly on prostitutes. And he did feel a bit bad about cutting Naira out of his sex life.

Not that she knew, he was sure. He'd been careful.

Then, one day, out of the blue, his wife had come knocking down his door. He'd closed out of the porn that he'd been watching, turned to her expecting some sort of horrible bill.

Instead, she had a job offer for him.

"So, what's this Paradise Station that we're going to? It sounds like a resort, at the very least."

"Well, it's a paradise for those that live there," she said. "We're getting accommodation as part of the job, too, but we're not going to be part of the overall population."

The cow woman leaned over, looking out the window of the ship.

"Actually, I think that's it. Lean in, take a look."

Ardanis was more than happy to do that, particularly as it allowed him to lean over his wife's chest and rest his head on her bosom. That was one thing that the holstaurus cowgirl had that the others he'd hired didn't. Large, large, large breasts.

Out the window, he could just make out a spinning circle of a space station. They'd already passed the moon, so he imagined that they were just getting to Mars, now. They'd probably fall into orbit pretty soon, docking with the station afterwards.

It was kind of like a wheel, if a wheel had different rings going from the center to the outside one. Each one was interrupted by five different spokes coming in from the outside ring, connecting them and probably making it a good bit easier to get from one part of the station to another.

It was spinning, too, which meant that there should be at least some artificial gravity on-board. That'd help.

"And what's the position again?" he asked as he sat back up.

"Were you paying any attention before?"

"...Would you believe me if I said yes?"

"Heh...not really, dear. Not really."

"Then tell me what I'm doing so I don't make a complete fool of myself."

"You're going to be a Relief Specialist."

A Relief Specialist. Sounded like some sort of massage therapist or something. He supposed he could do that. He had freelanced a time or two as a masseuse, so he knew the basics, at the very least.

Not the best job, but one he could live with.

"Looks like we're almost there. Get ready for the -"

THUMP! The afterburners kicked in, and suddenly the g-forces went from one and a half to nearly four.

Ardanis swore that at least one tooth had been rattled out of his head by the time that they landed in the docking bay. He groaned, rubbing his chin and the side of his head as he got out of the ship. Naira had already beaten him, the curvy cowgirl standing at the base of the docking ramp.

She had changed her clothes, as had he. Instead of the jumpsuits that they'd worn back on earth, they were wearing something that was nanobot created. Or, at least, nanobot generated. The cat was a bit fuzzy on the details, but he had to admit that the sleek black stuff was definitely more comfortable than the rough fabric that they'd worn all the way here.

And it looks really good on her, he thought, looking his wife up and down from behind, admiring the way that the black stuff clung to her rump and even seemed to slide between the cheeks.

It was almost enough to take his mind off of how it felt on him.

He reached back, pulling at the tight black fabric and trying to drag it out from between his ass cheeks. It didn't want to move, didn't want to shift, and he swore he could feel it right against his asshole.

It wasn't that much better in the front, either, pushing his cock up and forward, almost like the time that he had experimented with a cock ring. It meant that there was a bulge in the front of his suit that looked vaguely spherical with his cock and balls resting against each other, and there was very little that he could do to hide it.

Not that it was uncomfortable, but it was just a little -

"Heh, well, I knew we were getting some new workers today, but I didn't think that they'd be as cute as you."

The new voice came from across the hangar, and as Ardanis turned, his cheeks immediately turned as red as the skin of the newcomer.

He looked almost like a devil, complete with horns coming out of the top of his head and crimson red skin where it poked out beneath his nano-suit. He was grinning like the devil himself as he came over, resting an arm around Naira's shoulders.

Ardanis half-expected his wife to punch the stranger, but instead, she smiled.

"Well, I'm not a worker, but my husband here is."

"Oh?"

The big guy pushed past the cowgirl - not roughly, but not the most gently either - and soon had his arm around Ardanis's shoulder instead. The cat grunted as he sunk down from the weight on him, groaning as he felt the other man's eyes wandering up and down his body.

"And what sort of position are you taking, little guy?"

"Relief Specialist," the cat muttered.

"Oh ho ho, now that is going to be more than welcome here on the station."

"Yeah, well, I figured that you guys probably needed it pretty bad with the pay that you're offering."

"Heh, oh, you have no idea."

The demon-like figure clapped his hands as he pulled away, looking back and forth between them.

"But where are my manners? My name is Kani, and I'll be your guide while you get settled in. Part of the security team, myself, and I'll probably be visiting the pair of you frequently when you get completely settled in."

That was not something that Ardanis particularly looked forward to, but the cat doubted that he had much say in the situation. He told himself that it was just a job, and as long as the demon-thing didn't start asking him for a happy ending every time that he visited, they should be just fine.

"Come with me."

Ardanis and his wife fell in step behind Kani, letting him lead them along. The hangar was at the end of one of the five spokes that split the wheel of the station, and they seemed to be heading towards the center.

"The living quarters are in the middle of Paradise Station so that everyone has easy access to the different amenities that we offer," the big guy explained, gesturing down the rounded rings that they passed as they walked down the hallway. "You can get anywhere from anywhere here, but it's always nice to not have to walk so far, you know?"

The tour continued, with Ardanis picking up bits and pieces of information about the station, but his attention was not entirely on the demon-thing.

Instead, he was paying more attention to his wife than he had in months, perhaps even years. The way that her ass swayed as they walked, the way that she didn't seem to need to pull on it in the slightest, the way that she might as well have just been dipped in black paint for all that her body was hidden - which was not at all - left him blushing.

Not because he hadn't seen it, but because she seemed so okay with someone else seeing her like that.

"You okay, dear?" he whispered.

"Shouldn't I be okay?"

"Well, it's just..."

"The suit?"

He nodded.

"Well, what's wrong with showing off? You don't seem to have a problem with looking."

"Yeah, but...what about..."

"Him?"

He nodded again.

"Well, what's wrong with him looking? It's not like you've been trying to keep it to yourself lately."

He blushed, knowing that he didn't have much of a leg to stand on there. He had been a little...less attentive to her, he knew, but she hadn't said anything to him back on earth. He thought that everything was still fine.

But then again, he had been putting his energy to use somewhere else of late, but as long as she didn't figure that out...

"Anyway, we're here."

The living quarters were a large, circular chamber, one that was literally a circle rather than just vaguely dome-like. Their tunnel came out in the center of the circle where a large tree grew from the bottom of the big sphere, seemingly giving the room the oxygen that it needed.

Embedded into the walls were various doors, ranging in size from ones that were too small for anyone but mice to ones that would have allowed a feral elephant to walk through. Kani led them around the middle of the sphere, taking them up a level to his room.

It was a simple enough chamber, one that had a bed at one end, a sliding door for the bathroom, and a series of panels that would lift and lower tables and other furniture as needed.

"You can come here at any time if you need something from me. The staff are always available on station."

"Always?" Ardanis asked.

"Yeah, we don't have a lot of off hours."

"That...doesn't seem very fair..."

"Well, you are here on Paradise Station. That means that you work so that other people don't have to."

Kani shut the door to his room, looking back at Naira.

"Do you have your room number?"

"Uh, yes, actually."

The cowgirl reached between her breasts, pulling out a chip. The demon-thing took it, sliding it into a device that he pulled from behind his back. It read it, then he passed the chip back.

"Up on the top level. Very nice. Then again, a Relief Specialist tends to get a few extra bits of compensation for their hard work."

Hard work? I thought I was just giving massages...

The more that the cat heard, the less that he liked this whole thing. As much as it got them off the planet, and as much as it was supposed to pay, he was starting to think that someone had hidden a clause from him in the contract.

Still, he had little choice but to follow Naira and Kani up to the top level of the circle, where the ring between homes were far smaller, and where there were far fewer doors. They walked around until they came to a door that just about perfectly overlooked the oxygen tree far below, and then watched as the security guard unlocked it.

It was...well, yes, it was a bit small, but there were more gadgets along the wall. Everything seemed to be a panel for something or other, and he could only imagine the number of gizmos that were in hiding. The bed at the far end of the room was the only thing that seemed to stick out permanently, but it was bigger than the one in Kani's room, and he could see that it had -

Wait. Why were there plastic on the sheets?

He stepped inside with his wife and their guide, and then blinked again as Kani pressed a button just below his belly button. Suddenly, the suit at the demon's crotch opened up, revealing a fat cock that was already starting to rise up.

"What the fuck?!" Ardanis shouted, taking a step back.

"Hey, you're the Relief Specialist. All I'm doing is giving you your first job."

"What are you talking about?!"

"You mean you -"

Kani blinked, looking at Naira.

"Doesn't he know?"

"Heh, he didn't bother to look at the paperwork."

"I looked!" Ardanis protested.

"You skimmed, dear. There's a difference."

"Heh...hehe...Oh, wow..."

Kani was shaking his head as Ardanis was slowly edging to the door again. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew better than to think that this was a good thing. Maybe it'd be better to go back to earth.

He turned, only to see the door shut behind him. Click. And it locked.

"What -"

"When a Relief Specialist is seeing a client, the door stays shut until the client is satisfied," Kani said with a small chuckle. "And trust me, I have a lot that I need to do before I'm satisfied."

"What are you talking about? I thought that I was just coming up here as a massage therapist or something."

"Hon..."

Naira stepped over to him, resting her arm on his shoulders. She turned his head to face her, kissed his cheek, and smiled.

"You think I didn't know about the whores?"

"..."

His jaw fell open as she chuckled at him, patting his cheek.

"Oh, I knew about them. I knew about the first pair...and the second...and the third..."

"..."

"And the fourth. I know what you were doing. I know how much you needed to be a man. But you could have done that without being unfaithful to me."

"I...I..."

"But now it's a bit too late for apologies. I waited, tried to give you a chance to pull yourself together and tell me what you needed, but no. You never did. You just kept going out to other people.

"But that's okay. Because now, you can put that wandering eye of yours to work for us."

She turned him to face the demon again, made him look at the red-skinned male sitting at the foot of their bed, his cock in hand and slowly stroking it. The thing had to be bigger than his by at least three inches, and more than double that in thickness.

"What...what did you..." he whispered.

"I signed you up as a Relief Specialist, dear. That means that you're effectively a ship's whore."

Whore. This was what she thought was an appropriate punishment for him. To lock him down in service to someone else, to leave him sucking dick day in and day out on a space station to pay off what he had done to her.

He looked back at his wife, trying to find something to say, but...

But the words wouldn't come.

All he could do was think about that cock in front of him. He had never taken dick in his life, never wanted to. All he wanted was pussy, and all he needed was pussy. But now she wanted him to do...that...with...him?

It was...

It was horrifying.

He tried to turn, but the suit held him fast. Naira shook her head.

"I thought you'd panic. That's why I made sure that your suit was properly calibrated to your role. It can strip you or cover you as much as your client wants. At a push, it can even control your body, make you move the way that they want, do what they want, no matter how much you feel differently."

"Oh, you sprung for the upgraded model. Very smart, ma'am," the demon said.

"Thank you. I knew that he would be a pain, so I wanted to make sure that he couldn't do it for long."

"Well, let's test it out..."

Ardanis gasped as his legs started moving on their own, dragging him forward towards Kani. The security officer chuckled at him, spreading his legs, letting that fat dick drop down that much further. Those balls looked heavy and full, too, and he gagged at the thought of having to play with them for the other male's pleasure.

But there was nothing he could do to stop it. Even as the suit pulled off of his legs, off of his feet, off of everywhere but his cock, balls, and ass, he could feel them pulling him along. The nanites must have rested right above or even inside of his skin to pull this off, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

He was dropped down to a kneeling pose, his hands moving on their own. He groaned as he was forced to take over the stroking for the security officer, feeling the fat thickness of that rod in his hand. It was hot, too, hot and wet and musky and -

"Mmmph...why..."

"Because you're cute," the officer said. "Heh. And anyway, I could very easily do so much more than just a handjob. Buuuut, since you're cute, and it's your first time, I think we can go light."

That was not much of a consolation, but he supposed it was all he was going to get.

Ardanis blushed as he stared straight ahead, unable to take his eyes off of the fat cock in front of him. His cheeks burned hot as he realized that he was staring right down the barrel of a fleshy 'gun' and that it was just waiting to go off in his face.

His hand moved on its own, pumping up and down, up and down, making him feel the flesh of another man shifting about and sliding along the stiff part of the shaft. He blushed, looking down as much as the nanobots would let him.

Naira sat down beside him, rubbing his back and keeping his attention on the dick in front of him.

"Look at that fat cock, dear. Think about how that would feel if it was inside of you."

"Mmmph..."

"Think about how that thing would feel in your mouth. In your ass."

"I don't want that."

"You will, dear. The longer that you're here, the more you'll change."

"I don't - I'm sorry, Naira, please, don't make me do this."

"I will make you do a lot more than this, dear."

She rubbed his ass, her finger running under his tail, pushing against the black fabric between the cheeks, rubbing on his hole.

"You put me through hell. You made me think that I wasn't loved, that you only wanted me for my money. And now...Now it's your turn."

"Heh, is he twitching?" Kani asked.

"Hmm...no."

"Good. I want to keep him completely soft. No good bitch gets hard."

He wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. As it stood, his cock felt like it wanted to get stiff, though he was pretty sure that it was entirely down to Naira touching his back and then his crotch. He could feel her hand bouncing his balls, rolling them around the palm of her hand, but it was the way that she was working his cock through the thong-like construction that was making him tremble.

Then, he felt the pressure of the nanobots again, and this time, it was on the back of his head, pushing him forward.

"Wait, wait, you said I wouldn't - you said that a handjob would be fine!"

"And you're not giving a blowjob, are you? But you could stand to be under my fat nuts."

The cat blushed worse than ever as he had his nose shoved right into the other male's balls, feeling them squish against his face. As soon as he made contact, he felt the cock in his hand throb all the harder, felt it oozing pre down along his fingers.

Worse, though, he was suddenly saturated in the other male's musk, feeling it settle along his face, running along his cheeks. The sweat on that ballsac was a hell of a lot stronger than his own, and he swore that it was soaking into his fur and skin, displacing whatever scent he had, marking him as the whore of the space station.

The demon groaned over him, sliding his hips forward, thrusting against Ardanis's hand and against his face. He whimpered, gasping, groaning underneath the client, feeling the smell burning in his nose.

"Heh, that's it. That's where you belong, love."

Mmmph...not fair...

"Right under a good, strong man. Showing him what you can do with your lust. Mmm, I wonder how long until you start rimming people. Begging to serve their asses."

The idea sent a shiver of fear down his spine, but the powerful scent was doing something else. It was doing something to his brain, making it harder to think, making it more difficult to focus on things.

"Heh, look at that. Bitch isn't even hard. My musk usually gets all men hard, but guess the nanites are just that good at their job. Maybe I should make it so that you never get hard again, hmm?" Kani said, chuckling. "Make it so that you're an anal-only, ball-sucking whore that just tastes a cock to get them hard enough for his ass."

"Mmmph!"

Ardanis tried to shake his head, tried to say no, but his body wouldn't move. All he could do was keep sniffing, even licking along that hefty red ballsac. He groaned, trying to close his eyes, but the nanobots wouldn't even give him that kindness, forcing him to look at what he was tending to, what he was caring for.

The demon finally groaned, giving him the sign that he was near climax. Kani gestured, and Ardanis pulled his head away from the balls, sitting in front of the shaft.

Please, anything but a facial...

"Open."

What?!

It wasn't a full thrust, not a blowjob, but it was an open-mouthed kiss that he was forced to give the demon's cock. It wasn't even the full head in his mouth, just the tip. Just the tip, with a dripping urethra that was slowly spreading as the cock grew harder, stiffer...

And then flooded his mouth with cum.

The gray cat gagged around the sudden flood of musky fluid into his mouth, feeling it spreading across his tongue, sliding between his teeth, staining the inside of his cheeks. He swallowed as fast as he could, trying to clear it out, but he knew that the taste was going to stick with him for a long, long time.

Kani kept cumming, too, forcing it down his throat, even going so far as to pop the head of his cock past the cat's lips. That was almost too much for him, and even Naira seemed to see that, as his wife pushed the demon back.

"Ah ah. You said no blowjob for the first one."

"Heh, so I did. Alright. But...I'm not quite satisfied yet."

Ardanis had had a bad feeling about that. But what was he supposed to do?

"Get on the bed, cat?"

That, apparently. He was pulled up and over the bed by his wife and the security officer, and he blushed as the back of his suit disappeared, leaving his balls and cock covered with nothing but a ball of the black nanobot fabric.

One finger rubbed against his ass cheeks, and he shivered as he felt it digging between the cheeks, rubbing against his pucker within a few seconds.

"You better...better not be making me do anal," Ardanis said, trying to growl and failing.

"Oh, don't worry. You can't take my cock yet, even with nanobot help."

That was some relief, but the finger probing around his pucker wasn't making him feel any better. Even if it was just a finger, he'd never had anything up his butt before. Even Naira, in all her curiosities, hadn't been interested in that.

And he didn't think he would be able to take it, either. What if it ripped him? What if it hurt? What if -

"NNNGH!"

It went in. He gasped for breath as he felt it rubbing against something inside him, a little button that sent a blast of pleasure right to his cock every time that it was nudged. It was different from getting a handjob or fucking someone. It was more like...like a tingle, something that was small but rapidly building up.

The demon's finger went in and out, slowly, and his slow chortle only made it that much more humiliating. Ardanis blushed against the sheets of the bed, feeling his ass getting pulled up a bit higher.

"Look at that ass. It was just made for cock. You know, you're in the right place for someone like you."

No, no I'm not...

"That ass is just built for fucking, for relieving cocks. And it may not look like it, but Paradise Station is filled to the brim, normally. We're just between shifts right now. As soon as everyone gets back, you'll have all the clients that you could want."

That was the thing that worried him. He didn't want to be servicing people day in and day out. What if he started to think that he wanted this? What if he started to think of this as something that was...okay?

More importantly, what if he didn't? What if it was as much torture in a week, in a month, in a year, as it was right now? Was he really willing to go through that?

"Oh, and don't forget. Unless management lets you go, you can't get out of that contract for at least five years."

Five years?!

That was worse than he thought. A whole hell of a lot worse than he thought. If this was just a month of punishment, maybe he might have been able to tough it out, but five years? There was no way.

"Mmmph!"

And that finger pulled him back to reality, starting to probe faster, deeper, working into his hole and finding that button again every single time. It was going deep, rubbing past it on the way in, stroking it again on the way out.

His ass burned from the thick penetration, too, giving a hint of pain to the pleasure, and his toes curled every time that he felt the rest of the demon's hand pressing against his ass. There was so much pressure there, so much power, that he worried that Kani would take it further, stretch his ass past what it could take.

The demon never did, but he did keep pushing a finger in and out, in and out, in and out, until -

"Ah...ah...ah..."

He started panting, feeling that pressure building up between his legs in a way that he had thought impossible. The butt stuff was getting to him, his cock twitching, tingling in the little bubble of fabric that held it. He shook his head, clenching his teeth and curling his hands into fists.

Please, no, don't make me cum, don't make me cum!

But that finger kept going, kept slamming into him, kept speeding up. He could feel his ass cheeks starting to bounce no matter how hard he tried to keep them clenched, and he was biting back moans. The tingles kept getting stronger, his pants getting louder.

Finally, he could no longer hold back. Ardanis gripped the sheets, biting them to keep from moaning too loud, but the sound definitely still escaped.

"Mmph..."

He came in that strange underwear the nanobots had left him with, not even spurting, but rather leaking, oozing out an orgasm that didn't feel anything like what he was used to. He panted for breath as Kani pulled his finger free, whimpering as the demon chuckled and put his clothes back on.

"Well, time for me to get back to work. Good first run, though, cat. I'll be back again later."

What...how...

Ardanis rolled onto his side, shivering as his wife petted his arm condescendingly.

I didn't want...but I...I...

What was happening to him?

What was going to happen to him?

The End