DR. HELEN NOEL vs. THE KLINGON COMMANDER

LIEUTENANT COMMANDER DR. HELEN NOEL

AND THE
KLINGON COMMANDER

Lieutenant Commander Dr. Helen Noel, Chief Psychiatrist aboard the U.S.S. Enterprise was laying on the cold unyielding metal floor of her prison cell; she had been in the company of both the Orions and the Romulans since her kidnapping from Fasklan V a few weeks ago. The sound of her cell door opening brought her instantly to full alertness and back on her feet as a burly Klingon Commander entered her cell glaring at her with utter contempt in his eyes as they traveled slowly over the tattered remains of her skimpy blue Starfleet Uniform that had pat of of openings in it from her being so roughly treated by her previous captors. He smiled at her with a lustful look in his dark eyes as he stared into her eyes; so far neither the Orions or the Romulans had violated her in the manner that she was sensing was the Commander's intention to do to her at this time. Suddenly she realized that this particular Klingonmandmander was also a strong telepathic and he was making contact with her mentally projecting horrible images of creatures to her in such a manner that she was unable to block out the mental onslaught of the attack as the creatures launched themselves at her in a blinding fury. Several of the creatures tackled her from each side and a head, hard and bony slammed into the pit of her stomach, lifting her completely off of her feet. She made abrupt contact with the metal wall behind her with such force that the air was forced from her lungs; along with what little food she had in her stomach too. No matter how much she tried to focus on fighting these creatures off and ignoring the overwhelming pain that lanced through her batter body; she could not seem to. These creatures' assault on her was relentless and savage, they were demons from the mind of the Klingon Commander that he was projecting to her mind of evil images of her getting brutally and viciously attacked thenthen the images actually came alive. Everything that she was going through at that very moment was exactly what the Klingon Commander wanted to be done to her. Blow afterw waw was sent towards Helen and she managed to block a few of them, but not nearly enough to give her enough time to recover from the vicious onslaught of hits that she was taking from these creatures.
Her clothes were torn from her body by the sharp claws from the creatures that were continuing their assault on her; her skimpy blue Starfleet Uniform was now in ruins on the floor and she was left nothing on anymore. Pain lanced through her lower back as she felt the sharp needle-like claws of these creatures sinking into her milky - white tender flesh rendering her powerless to move or resist anymore. She was frenzying cold, bleeding both internally and externally, her face was badly swollen on both sides, and she was all but naked in front of the creatures and the Klingon Commander that was now entering the hellish nightmare that she was going through. The creatures brought her forward to the Klingon Commander; through her blurred and hazed vision Helen could see that he too was also fully exposed to her in every detail possible under the circumstances. He was well built, broad shoulders, large muscled & callous hands, arms & legs and well over six feet tall. He could easily crush her slenderly built frame in two if he ever got a good solid grip on her, but for the moment he had something much more repulsive and disgusting in mind for her to be subjected to. Helen didn't like any of this at all and so far as she could see there was no apparent way out of this situation either. Something warm was trickling down the small of her back and down the small cheeks of her buttocks. The creatures' grip on her did not diminish at all; they held her firmly with no intention of letting go of her either. Their sharp needle - like claws dug deeply into her flesh, specifically her arms, legs, and the left & right sides of her ribcage. From each of these points their claws dug into her tender flesh drawing more blood from each of these abrasions, cuts, and puncture marks. The Klingon Commander glared at Helen Noel with a piercing icy stare which she tried tturnturn back to him, but did not quite manage to pull off the defiant look that she was trying to do. Cruel, brutal savage and hideous thoughts and images crossed Helen's mind as she felt the brutal Klingon Commander continue to project these thoughts to her. Images of what he planned on doing to her made Helen shutter at these unguarded thoughts of her tormentor and captor. The Klingon Commander made motion with his hands and the creatures that were holding Helen suddenly lifted her off of the ground and they brought her to a horizontal position; her legs were roughly separated to a wide seventy to eighty degree angle as were arms too. They were stretched beyond their limits and then some; the burly Klingon Commander now approached her with a crude metal object in one of his hands and a syringe in the other hand. He slammed the syringe needle deep into her lower abdomen section injecting some sort-of chemical compound in her reproductive organs. Immediately Helen Noel felt as if he had set her on fire, her pulse went sky rocketing, respiratory circulation was extremely elevated, and her heart rate was increased by three times its normal rate of speed. While her body was being compromised by this chemical drug compound that was coursing through her veins, the Klingon Commander began inserting the metal rod instrument into Helen's exposed vagina opening and he separated the extremely sensitive outer lips of her vagina opening. He then shoved very roughly the rod into her vagina opening; attached to the metal rod was a rubber hose that he had found, he pushed the metal rod into her insides until would not go in any further. Then he began pumping some more of the liquid compound into her insides specifically into Helen's reproductive sex organs thereby causing another immediate response as her sex organs seemed to have come alive all of sudden. Helen's insides were radically altered by this chemical drug compound that was coursing through her insides; her reproductive sex organs were altered to the point where she was even more fertile than she had been before this incident and far more easily to respond to any kind of sexual advancements on her by anyone and also far easier to get pregnant too.
The Klingon Commander had very little regard for Human females in particular and he had every intention of showing this young cunt just exactly what they had been constructed for and nothing more. The exposure to the cold temperatures caused Helen's small, slightly underdeveloped breasts to be come well stimulated. The Klingon Commander then withdrew the metal rod from Helen's vagina opening and he watched as it began to return to its normal shape and size with its delicate inner barrier fully and completely repaired and her opening was even tighter than it had originally had been. He came in between her parted legs and he reached down in between them to the head of his exposed long wide shaft and he placed it at her exposed opening and he could see the unguarded emotions on Helen's face she felt the head of his cock being placed at her opening. Silently she asked herself, 'how in the hell am I suppose to fit that thing inside of me,' and all of the sudden without any kind of warning at all he jammed his hard shaft in her insides all of the way. Helen let out a scream and a gasp of air as it was being forced from her lungs, he rammed his cock even deeper and further into her insides several more times going in deeper each time. The unordinary size of the thing allowed the Klingon Commander to enter his prey to the full extent until he was sure that the little bitch would split wide open, which was his intent and he was sure that she would too. The creatures that were holding onto Helen firmly in their grasp did not yield when their master started ramming his huge monster cock deeper into the bitch's cunt. This ensured that Helen would feel the maximum thrusts that were being used on her by her captor. He didn't care in the least about how she felt only that when he wanted her that she'll be right there ready, willing and able to serve and please his every desire and whim.
The intense size and massive dimensions of the Klingon Commander rock hard cock resulted in ripping away at Helen's insides stretching the inner walls of her vagina opening well past their maximum limits before they were torn completely apart, shredded to pieces when his efforts finally was meet by the delicate hymen barrier that serves to as a wall for young girls and women and to which he intended to tear apart from the inside out. The barrier was destroyed five minutes later and with it came a blood curdling cry for help from Helen as blood, her blood began pouring its way out of her as her captor continued to ram his way even deeper and further into her insides. After several minutes of her captor's endless ramming into her insides; she blessedly passed out from the intense pain that she was feeling at that moment. Her Klingon captor released her from his grasp letting her fall to the fall with a resounding thud that echoed throughout the metal cell that she was being kept at.