by Piper Stone
Another laughable moment.
As the two hulking creatures came into view, the fury returned and I hissed, ready to lunge the moment they unlocked the cage. I hadn’t known what to expect, which form they’d appear as.
When Draze hunkered down, the same exquisite and handsome man who’d fucked me earlier peered at me with those same iridescent eyes. There was no anger on his face, only the same concern that I’d seen before. He said something in his native language before glancing up at the second Malzeon. I’d seen the engaging blond at the auction in passing, his rugged good looks something out of calendars from centuries past.
Even in the dim lighting, I was able to make out his carved features; chiseled cheekbones and succulent lips, a high forehead with shaggy bangs covering a portion of his face. He seemed younger than Draze, although there was no way of knowing if that was the case. And his body. Wow was all I could say. He was thinner than Draze, tight muscles leading into perfectly shaped hips and long legs. I swallowed hard, my arousal another sickening moment.
When the blond took a deep whiff, making a guttural sound, I shifted even closer to the corner. The scent of my feminine wiles, the desire that was so intense around them was abominable. I even felt my nipples hardening from my single glance at their gorgeous bodies. I was disgusting.
“How are you feeling?” Draze asked as he peered in at the bad little girl waiting for her punishment.
“Fine.” I wasn’t entirely certain I said the word out loud.
“Did any one of the creatures scratch you?” the other man asked.
“What were they?” I managed.
Draze exhaled. “Ferocious carnivores.”
“Capable of eating you alive,” the other stated.
“Who are you?” I shifted my gaze in his direction.
He narrowed his eyes before chuckling. “I am Commander Greson Nevol. I also own you.”
“Fantastic. Two of you. I’m going to celebrate whenever I get the hell out of here.” I wasn’t going to tell either one of them my celebration would include jamming something sharp into their guts.
Greson laughed, shaking his head. “She is unusual.”
“Answer the question or I will be forced to take you to one of our medical personnel.” Draze was in no mood for my antics.
“No. I don’t have any scratches. What are those creatures?”
“As Commander Haern stated. They are ravenous animals,” Greson answered. “The beasts are highly dangerous, a single scratch poisonous to all species, including humans. Let alone what they do when they catch you.”
“If you’re trying to scare me, don’t bother,” I said quietly. I realized I also had a slight headache.
Draze hung his head, a deep breath escaping. “Here’s what’s going to happen, little human. You are going to be punished for your attempt at escaping. If you continue your rebellious behavior, you’re going to spend the night in this cage, where I hope you will begin to realize that you have zero control any longer. You are now considered nothing more than a pet, our possession.”
There was such vehemence in his voice, much more so than during the time from before. Why did I have the feeling that he was simply taking the dominating role away from Greson? I sensed they weren’t friends, perhaps even worse. And I knew instinctively that I couldn’t trust the blond. At this point, I was no longer certain who I should provide any information to.
“Why are you doing this?” I asked, jumping forward until I was only inches from Draze’s face.
“You could have been killed. You have no understanding of our planet, the dangers you face. You were seconds away from being ripped apart.” Draze’s voice bellowed in the chambers, his eyes flashing and his mouth twisting as he spoke.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you actually cared.” I spit out the words in vehemence; the anger I displayed would certainly earn me harsher discipline. What did it matter? I was only their pet after all.
I didn’t pay any attention to how Draze unlocked the cage. I expected him to drag me out by the hair. When he held out his hand, waiting for me to grasp his fingers, I recoiled. The split second of hurt in his eyes told me that the man... the beast had a weakness. Perhaps I would be able to use that against him at some point.
He kept his hand in the same place, coldness replacing the moment of compassion. I finally took his hand, shocked at the tingling sensations that immediately rushed down every inch of my body. The scent of his raw testosterone was like rocket fuel, allowing several beads of pussy juice to trickle down the insides of my legs.
Draze inhaled deeply, his grasp firm as he tugged me closer.
“What are your thoughts for discipline?” Greson asked when I’d been pulled to my feet. He reached out, allowing his fingers to brush down the back of my hair. “She is exquisite, I must admit.”
“Do not turn your back on her,” Draze instructed. “My intentions are to punish her severely. That is the only way she will learn.” His upper lip curling, his breathing was ragged as he dragged the tip of his index finger between my breasts. “Her crimes are particularly heinous, so she is certainly capable of anything.”
“And I’m innocent,” I insisted, snarling back at him.
His eyes shifted to mine as he tweaked one of my nipples between his thumb and forefinger, twisting and pulling.
“So I’ve heard,” Greson said quietly. “One hell of a fighter too. We can break that.”
I swallowed hard, refusing to even blink in recognition of the pain washing through me.
“She will no doubt attempt escape again. We can’t allow that to happen,” Draze continued.
I wanted to be incensed but he was right. At least about the fact I would attempt to find another way off this wretched planet. When he pulled away, I found myself reaching out, the only lifeline I knew. My fingertips managed to just touch his arm. The electricity was a red-hot rush, igniting the embers from before.
“Don’t worry, Commander Haern,” Greson snorted. “She will never be far removed from her cage.”
I was incensed, even angrier than before. They were toying with me, enjoying how uncomfortable I’d become.
“Punishment will help.” Draze moved toward the very wall holding the dozens of implements, plucking off one of the canes. As he snapped the thin piece of synthetic material, I jumped, doing everything I could to bite back a whimper. “And we will start now.”
I hissed, shooting a look back and forth between them.
Draze gave me a heated look, inching away before pointing to the center of the floor. “Do not think for one second you are in control, human. That will never happen. Now, I understand you were prepared with a plug.”
“Yes,” I snarked between clenched teeth. Hearing a dark chuckle, it would appear Greson remained amused at Draze’s control.
“You will wear it at all times unless you are told to remove it. You will earn certain privileges over time, but as of right now you have none. Your antics have prevented any at this time. Do you understand me?” There was no anger in Draze’s voice, merely a command as if he were talking to one of his soldiers.
“Why, yes, sir.” I bit my tongue in order to keep from saying anything more caustic.
“Bend over,” Greson commanded. “And open your pretty little ass cheeks.”
I was humiliated at the order. More heat flushed up from my neck, creating a nervous tic in the corner of my mouth. Of all the rounds of embarrassment I’d been forced to endure, this was perhaps the worst. I’d been reduced down to flesh and bone, nothing more.
Draze snapped the cane against my bottom, the sound more terrifying than the pain itself. “You will do as you’re told. Period. We will not ask you twice.”
I gave him as respectful of a nod as possible, bending over at the waist and reaching behind me. As I pulled my cheeks apart, another round of sensations bolted into my system. There was no way this aroused me.
Then why are you so wet?
I found mys
elf stumbling forward, almost losing my footing entirely. The two strikes against my backside were a swift and uncomfortable reminder.
“Stay in position, little human,” Greson stated with more authority than before.
I gritted my teeth to keep from lashing out, managing to find secure footing. I even raised my head, glaring Draze in the eyes. He seemed surprised.
“Yes, she is wearing the plug,” Greson stated as he patted the end of the thick rubber then kicked my legs wide apart. “And it would seem she is extremely wet. Delicious.”
“Stand straight.” Draze’s next command held a level of frustration. “Hands over your head.”
I obeyed, clamping my fingers together. I wasn’t prepared for the way both men ran their hands up and down almost every inch of my body, probing but in an entirely different manner.
“And I heard she’s fertile,” Greson half whispered.
They did not think they were going to breed me. Not a chance in hell. “Fuck you. Both of you.” The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them.
He sighed, his hand wrapping around my throat and dragging me closer and onto my toes. “I do not want to hurt you, little human, but you are infuriating. I am in no mood for your mouth, your hateful words, or anything else. If and when you learn manners, you can join us in our location of rest. If not, you will be forced to remain in this cage, but I assure you, you will be punished on a regular basis and every round of discipline will be harsh.”
“The same as these poor other girls?” I demanded, surprised his fingers weren’t digging into my skin.
He shifted his gaze once again toward Greson then to the other incarcerated women. He obviously gave a single voice command and within seconds, the lights brightened, highlighting the other women. “There are reasons that...” He didn’t finish his sentence although I could sense his disgust.
“They are dissenters, those who attempted to harm their owners. They are awaiting new sentencing,” Greson stated casually, as if the situation didn’t bother him at all.
I immediately disliked him, no matter his good looks or obvious prowess. “Which means they are going to die. Right? You have no more use for them.”
Greson lifted a single eyebrow.
“They deserve and will receive fair treatment, female. We are not the horrific race you are,” Draze insisted, now allowing his fingers to dig into my skin. He lowered his head, his lips mere inches from mine. There was so much hunger in his eyes and the way his mouth twisted was an ugly reminder that he was going to devour me.
They both were.
“You could have fooled me,” I whispered.
Draze tore his gaze from me long enough to tip his head in the direction of the other cages. “No matter what you may have heard, they will not suffer. However, we will not tolerate disobedience in any manner.”
“So you’ve told me,” I murmured.
“As long as they submit they will be fine,” Greson added.
“And what if they don’t?” I asked, daring to defy them.
Neither one answered and I knew in my heart this savage race couldn’t understand... humanity. They were much worse than humans. My stomach churned at the thought. Maybe they weren’t. As if the word humanity had meaning any longer on either planet.
“Enough,” Draze stated in a gruff manner. “Time to begin your training.” He swatted my ass several times with the cane, allowing the yielding plastic-type substance to fall to my upper thighs.
The pain became almost intolerable.
Training. I was sickened, fighting to maintain every bit of self-worth.
He tossed the piece, shifting closer until his hot breath skipped across my face and neck. When he fingered my cheek, I shuddered, my legs quivering even as his touch became enigmatic. I was so drawn to the alien, his dark and commanding ways and his extreme desire that had developed a strong bond between us. I was unable to hold back my reaction, placing my palms against his chest. Even through the thick material of his uniform, I could feel his muscles. So strong. So dominant.
Draze issued a husky growl before capturing my lips. Even the way he held me was such an incredible draw, wrapping my entire body with a heightened level of warmth. As he pushed his tongue inside, taking full control instantly, I wanted nothing more than to fight the urge billowing at the surface.
Of my mind.
Of my body.
The explosion of longing prickled every inch of skin. As I kneaded his chest, I undulated my hips back and forth, grinding against his thick, hard cock. His hunger was as aggressive as mine, sending sparks of high-voltage electricity into every cell and muscle. I was weak at the knees, unable to focus on anything but the mind-blowing kiss.
He fisted my hair, drawing me in even closer, arching my back as he explored the dark recesses of my mouth. My entire world was turned upside down and even as I knew this was wrong, that I should do everything in my power to shove him away, I caved into the intense lust shared between us.
For a few beautiful, enchanting seconds, there was no one else around us. No danger. No slaves. And no other alien.
Draze issued several bold, guttural sounds, a claim being made. A reminder to Greson that I’d already been taken.
I wrapped my leg around his massive thigh, my nipples scraping against the harsh material in such a painful manner I whimpered into the kiss.
He broke the moment of intimacy, yanking my head back as he raked his sharp teeth down from my lower lip to my jaw, licking and sucking until I let out another ragged moan.
His deep baritone laugh was even more seductive as he licked down the side of my neck, biting down on my tender skin. The pain was exquisite, igniting the few nerve endings that had remained dormant.
I wasn’t shocked when Greson had experienced enough of Draze’s control, brushing his knuckles down the side of my arm before moving behind me. “You don’t only belong to him, little human. We both own you.”
The words were said more as a reminder to Draze, the larger alien issuing a snarl before rubbing his lips to my nipple. When his rough tongue swirled around the tip, I could no longer feel my legs.
Greson cupped my buttocks, kneading my ass cheeks as he blew a swath of hot breath across the back of my neck. This moment was surreal, forcing me to close my eyes. I was aware the other girls were watching, a few of them whimpering past their gags, but their sounds weren’t about fear or even confusion.
They were drawn into our moment of shared passion, even longing for an experience of their own. A flush of embarrassment crested along my jawline, the heat penetrating every pore. I had difficulty breathing as Draze pulled my tender nipple deeper into his mouth, sucking and biting with wild abandon.
Greson chuckled in a barbaric manner as he dragged a single finger down the crack of my ass, pushing until he found my puckered hole. I froze, butterflies floating in my tummy as he tugged and pulled on the anal plug, thrusting in and out savagely.
“You will be trained,” he whispered. “You will be punished.”
I couldn’t help but whimper.
“And you will surrender every inch of your luscious body.”
I knew I should resist. I realized I should fight hard against my captors but what was the use? They would keep me locked away, waiting until their hunger reached a level that couldn’t be denied.
Greson smacked me on the ass, moving his hand from one ass cheek to the other even as Draze shifted to my other nipple. “And you will obey our every command,” Greson continued.
I had no answer, words and breath caught in my throat.
“Answer me,” Greson demanded. “Tell me that you will behave, become an obedient little pet.” He smacked me again. And again. Every strike was harder than the one before.
“Yes. Yes. Sir.” The words were hollow, yet I said them if only to buy me time. I had to get to the king. Maybe he would listen. Until then, I’d become the best little human on their entire Godforsaken planet.
“See, Draze. She ca
n learn. One way or the other.” Greson laughed, continuing the spanking for another few minutes before dipping his hand between my legs. The moment he nuzzled his head against my neck, I fell against him.
God, I wanted to hate this... creature. I needed to keep my distance, but the way his fingers pushed past my swollen folds, tickling my pussy was incredible. I knew he could bring me to an orgasm within seconds.
This was crazy.
This was horrible.
This was...
Draze eased back, dragging his tongue across his slickened lips. “We will take her to my quarters for now.”
“What do you have in mind, brother?” Greson asked. He flexed his fingers open, pounding into me with wild abandon.
“We will punish and fuck her there.” Draze simply broke the connection, his gaze sweeping over me before he shifted in the other direction.
Greson wrapped his hand around my shoulder, holding me in position as he finger fucked me, the force driving me onto my toes. “I will enjoy breaking you down, requiring you to service my every need. But I assure you, little human, there will also be pleasure. If you obey.”
His words were more haunting that the ones issued by Draze. I watched in both apprehension and awe as the larger alien selected a series of punishment implements, taking enough time my mouth went dry.
A pure moment of bliss surfaced as Greson plunged in long, even strokes, curling the tips until he was able to hit my G-spot. “Oh. Oh. Oh.”
“Does that feel good, little pet? Are you enjoying the pleasure that I can bring you?”
“Yes. Yes!”
Greson squeezed my arm before pulling his fingers all the way out. When he yanked me against his body, grinding his hips, he rubbed his cream-slickened fingers across my lips. “Only when you’re allowed.”
He walked around me, tilting his head until I could see the gleam in his eyes. He was enjoying this. The bastard.
The blond wrapped his finger around the collar, pulling me in the direction of the massive steel door. I had no idea where the leash had gone, but the alien seemed to have no interest. Draze left the facility first, moving down a series of well-lit corridors, the selection of paddles and straps secured in his arms. What fascinated me was I heard music. Piped-in music that filled the hallway. Every chord was exotic yet soothing, lulling me into the belief that everything was going to be all right.