Welcome Back.

This time when I woke I simply lay there for a moment, eyes closed. How many times now was this that I'd died, or been killed in this place? Four? Five? I'd lost count.

"I know you're awake," a welcome voice said next to me.

Opening my eyes, I looked to my right, to see Echo, in all her sexy glory, standing next to me.

"Come here," I said to her in a low voice.

She stepped closer and bent over me slightly, and I grabbed her and pulled her to me, giving her a long, wonderful kiss.

Six months with no contact had made me a bit crazy, and to feel her soft skin against mine sent a surge of desire through my body.

Maybe she felt the same, or perhaps my power was back, because, after an initial cautious response to my kiss, she really got stuck in. One hand slid down my body, into my tiny panties, and a finger went up my itching pussy.

"Oooohhh!" I moaned, continuing to snog her.

Another finger went up there, and she started to work me. Our kiss broke off as I writhed around on the table like a fish out of water, gasping for breath as she set my little cunt on fire. My cries grew to shrieks as I clamped her hand with my legs as a massive orgasm swept through me, making my new body tense and shudder, before slumping back.

"Better?" she asked, smiling.

"You have no idea," I said.

On shaky legs, and it was nice to have legs again, I sat up and looked around. The room was unchanged. I wondered how long it had been here. I looked at Echo, and wondered how long she'd been here. Gurgo's rule was millions of years ago, but I couldn't believe Echo had been around quite that long. There was something else going on.

I stood up, slightly unbalanced after so long laying on my front like a legless cow. She grabbed my hand and we walked back to my cell like a couple of school girls for fucks sake.

Once we arrived, she turned to leave, but I grabbed her and pushed her inside. A couple of fingers up me wasn't going to cut the mustard.

Pushing her back onto the bed, I ripped her little bikini off, and lay beside her. Another long snogging session followed, as our hands explored each others bodies.

Then she broke off, smiled at me, and started working her way down my front, kissing me in a trail that led south, stopping briefly to work my nipples, my belly and then to the mother-load.

"Ooohh!" I cried, as she used her tongue in the way only she could. "OOHHHH!" I repeated as desire swept me from head to toe. I opened my eyes to see particles of pink energy sweeping outward from my body. Next door I heard Jolly gasping. Well, he would have a freebie today, I decided.

I squirmed as lust overwhelmed me, and this time Jolly's cries were masked by my own. I shook as one orgasm after another hit me, until I could take it no more and pulled Echo up out of my crack by her hair.

She grinned at me, her mouth glistening with my juices. "Welcome back," she said.

-

I woke up with Echo still in my arms, which surprised me. Why was the Karma allowing this? Perhaps she thought I'd fall in love with Echo, and so she'd be able to use her against me. In which case the bitch in charge would be disappointed. Especially as I knew that, in this place, Echo could just be reborn, or whatever they did here. That was a weakness in the system. Elsewhere just being brought back was not really possible, at least not like this, so the threat of death was so much more serious. Here, well...

Echo woke up, and it reminded me of how a once great ruler had been broken. She was desperately eager to please, making me a bowl of mush from the dispenser and feeding it to me with a spoon, even wiping my ass and pussy when I went to the toilet. It was a sad decline alright, although I was happy to be waited on by such a cute body.

We made out some more, and then fell back to sleep, only to be woken far more abruptly as three guards arrived at my cell.

One was a familiar scenario with a familiar figure.

"Officer Horny," I said, as Echo and I both sat up. "I hope you've been not well."

"I've missed you," he snarled, as we were grabbed and dragged out of the cell.

Some things never change.