by Aurora Caine
"I'm sorry, Master."
"You will be." He pinches my nipples one after the other, and much to my dismay, a warm, tingling sensation spreads through my whole body. It lasts until the first clamp snaps shut. My poor little nipple feels like it's being crushed, and I whimper.
"Ouch!"
"You can take it, my pretty female. Do not worry." Tausav smiles as he attaches the second clamp. I try to breathe through the pain. It becomes dull pretty quickly, and I relax a little. I might even survive this. And I don't feel like begging anymore, so that's a plus.
Then he lets the chain drop, and I yelp. The tugging on my nipples is barely tolerable.
"You're a fucking sadist!" My teeth are clenched, and it's only because of the face Tausav makes that I feel obliged to add the dreaded Master. "You're a fucking sadist, Master."
"You are right. I thoroughly enjoy this." He hooks his finger into the chain and tugs lightly before he slaps my boobs. His eyes follow every movement of my jiggling flesh, and he looks delighted while I want to scream. "But do you know what truly is devious?"
I shake my head.
"I am going to fulfill your wish and spank your ass, and every time you move, you will be reminded of your mistake." He gets up and circles me before landing an evil blow to my butt. His palm connects with my cheeks, and I jerk against the restraints.
The regret is instant. The chain swings through the air, tugging at my poor nipples and breasts.
"I'm sorry, Master."
"You better be. Otherwise, I have little weights that I can attach to the chain."
Sheer horror fills me, and I let my head hang. What have I gotten myself into? Note for the future: no more challenges against Tausav. That son of a bitch isn't playing fair.
I squirm on the cube while Tausav happily slaps away. Every time his palm connects, I feel it in my whole body. That little quiver in my pussy, the dull throbbing in my tits, the way the leather feels against my skin, and the burning of my butt. It's as bad as it is enticing. I'm under the impression that the pain makes me hungrier for more. I can't get enough, although I'd rather die than to admit that. But somehow I'm sure that Tausav knows.
He stops to caress my butt, stroking the heated skin before scratching lightly with his blunt fingernails. I'm reminded of the fact that he has claws at his disposal and really hope that he never feels the need to use them on me.
"So luscious and round." He continues to palm my big behind, and for the first time, I'm not uncomfortable being naked with a man. I actually believe that he likes my curves and doesn't mind me being a little rounder than your average girl.
He lifts his arm and smacks my ass again. The juices are dripping from my pussy, and I sincerely hope that my captor doesn't notice how wet I am. He's never going to let me get away with this.
Of course, I'm not that lucky. His thick finger slides up and down my slit. His breath sweeps over my skin before he presses a kiss to my butt cheek. "You have no idea what you do to me, Kate."
I shiver with need at the husky tone in his voice.
"Are you ready to beg?"
"No." I barely manage to croak out the word.
"But you want it, do you not?" His finger keeps rubbing me, but he doesn't penetrate me, and it's driving me insane.
"I do. Still, I will not beg." Hopefully, I sound more convincing than I feel.
Tausav gets up and walks around me until he's facing me. With a sinister smile, he takes the chain connecting the nipple clamps in his hand and tugs it. He wants me to open my mouth. His thick cock is right there.
I groan as the pain becomes too much and open my lips. He slides his cock in, immediately going deep, forcing his length down my throat.
"This is so good. You were made to suck my dick, Kate. Why can you not admit it?" He uses the chain to guide my movements, and my pussy clenches as a result of the delicious pain.
Tausav withdraws his cock and grips my chin. "How about I cut you a new deal?"
I swallow hard. "What kind of deal?"
"One where we both get what we want. I disable the tracking device, and in return, you offer your ass to me."
"Yes!" I don't have to think about it. Even considering the size of his cock, it's a good deal. "How do I know you're not lying?"
"I never lie, my heart." He looks genuinely hurt and walks away, only to return with his comm device. His fingers move over the display before he swipes the thing along the side of my head. There's a beep before Tausav shows me the green confirmation. "Tracker disabled."
My heart is beating in my chest, and I can't believe he really did that for me. One less thing to worry about.
He puts the comm device away. "Your turn," he growls.
"Please fuck me, Master." Embarrassingly enough, the words come easy. It's much harder not to beg him than it is to do so.
"Where, my little female? Tell me where you want my cock."
My pussy clenches again, eager to be filled, although I'm afraid that is not going to happen. Blood rushes to my cheeks. I really have to say what he wants to hear. "Please take my ass, Master."
He leans forward and removes the clamps from my nipples. The pain as the blood pulses through the tortured nubs is unbearable. Tausav seems to know because he rubs them before he takes them into his mouth. One after the other, he circles with his tongue, lapping and sucking.
I squirm on the cube, all hot and bothered. "Please," I whimper, feeling needy as hell.
Tausav gets up, and his fingers trail along my body as he walks out of my sight again, his big, hard cock bobbing in the air.
"You can do better than a simple please, can you not, Kate?" He's teasing me as he sinks to his knees behind me, parting my ass cheeks.
I can feel his finger digging into my skin as he opens me up for his greedy eyes. His breath caresses my swollen, dripping pussy.
"Please fuck my tight little ass, Master. Fill my tiny hole with your big cock."
"That is better." He chuckles before I feel his mouth on my pussy. He nibbles on my labia, pushes his tongue into my tight channel, and presses his face against me.
It almost feels like he's fucking me with his tongue, and I can't hold back a moan. His touch is pure magic as he seems to push his tongue deeper and deeper. Oh my god! How long is this thing?
The sensation is mind-blowing. He licks and laps, sucks on my clit, and massages it with his tongue before working his way up to my anus. I want to protest, but I stop myself—maybe he's not up to what I think he's up to.
As his tongue glides over my tight little rosebud, I know he's exactly up to what I thought.
He works two fingers into my pussy and his tongue into my ass. I can't think anymore; I just moan loudly, circling my hips, hoping he won't stop.
He doesn't. In fact, he doesn't stop until I cum, full of his fingers and tongue, begging for his cock in my ass. It's filthy, but it feels damn good.
"Ask again," Tausav demands. "Tell me what you need."
"I need your cock in my ass, Master. I need you to fuck me hard." Is that really me saying all these things? But it's true. I need my big bad alien before I lose my mind.
My legs are still wide open as his finger grazes over my anus. I can't close them, and I don't want to.
A cool liquid drips onto my skin, and Tausav circles the tight bud with his fingers. He circles and circles and circles before plunging two of them through the muscle ring.
I gasp as he stretches me open. It doesn't hurt as much as I suspected, and I find myself wanting more. I arch my back and present him my ass, wiggling my hips in an open invitation.
"Greedy little slut." Tausav withdraws his fingers and replaces them with the head of his cock. I can tell because he starts to push in, and it's way bigger than his fingers. "I will take your ass now and fuck it until it belongs to me and only me."
A shiver runs down my spine. I exhale as the pressure becomes too much. Tausav doesn't care; he's hell-bent on claiming me. Owning me.
Right the se
cond I'm ready to beg for mercy, he puts his skillful fingers on me. As he rubs my clit, the pain subsides and mixes with pleasure. I moan while he forces his cock deeper into my ass.
"You should see your tiny little asshole stretching around my shaft, sweet Kate. It is a sight to behold. And it feels even better than it looks. Tell me, who owns you, my heart."
Every time he calls me "my heart," my stomach does a little somersault. It's ridiculous since Tausav isn't exactly confessing his eternal devotion to me, but it sounds nice nevertheless.
I'm trying to get used to the feeling of him invading me, splitting me open. He increases the pressure on my clit, and a new lust blossoms deep in my belly.
"You are going to cum with my cock buried in your ass, Kate."
"Yes, Master." I'm panting, my chest heaving.
His full length is in me, and it's indescribable. Every move he makes ignites pain and pleasure in equal parts, taking me higher and higher. I fear I might fly too close to the sun if he keeps touching me like this.
"Cum for me, my pretty Kate. I want to feel you clenching down on my cock while I force the climax from your body. You belong to me."
He's right since my body obeys immediately. Arching my back, curling my toes, I explode under him, shattering into a million tiny pieces. Tausav grabs my hips and starts fucking me with vicious stroke while I fight to remain conscious. This was easily the most intense orgasm of my life.
Harder and harder, he slams into me, before he snarls my name while his cock pulses inside me, filling me with his hot seed.
I barely notice how he pulls back and frees me from the restraints. Lifting me into his arms, he carries me to his bed. I try to open my eyes as he covers me with a warm blanket.
"Rest, female. I will take care of everything."
10
Tausav
I swipe my comm device to sign for the delivery before the Gyorgorian spaceship undocks and leaves. The small crate comes only up to my belt, but the creature inside is mewling more loudly than one would expect for its size.
Unfortunately, I do not have the time to deal with my newest passenger. I already missed two calls from Bruul, and I think he will not be in a good mood for any kind of deal if I do not get back to him.
The seller assured me that the habatuk can stay in the crate for another two standard days before it runs out of food and water.
The door to the cargo bay slides shut behind me, and I walk to the bridge. I need to speak to Bruul now so I can figure out my plan.
The last few days with Kate were amazing, but I am due to bring her to Bruul tomorrow, after extending the deadline twice.
Of course, I will never let her go again. Since I know Bruul will not like my sentiment, I will have to trick him somehow in selling her to me. If he does not bite, well, then I still have the habatuk.
Taking a seat in my usual spot, I lean back to appear relaxed as I contact Bruul. His holographic image appears before me. He is eating those favorite candies of his, tiny wiggling creatures that taste spicy with a hint of fruit.
"Ah, Tausav, I wondered when I would hear from you." He chews with his mouth open, scratching his own back with the lower set of his hands.
"Sorry. I was busy with your slave. She is quite the challenge. I hope you did not pay too much for her. The slaver most definitely sold you low-quality merchandise."
"Low-quality merchandise? But she is pretty and well fed." Bruul flicks another piece of candy into his mouth. "Tell me more."
"Very well. She seems to be a bit slow in the head and does not grasp the simplest of commands. Her cunt does not get very wet. Frankly, it is not very pleasant to fuck her. But I understand you just want her for breeding purposes? I guess that could work if you just bind her to a rack and do what you have to do."
Bruul uses two of his hands to rub his face while the other hands are busy typing away on his comm device. "That's unacceptable. I paid 20,000 credits for her lush figure and pretty face—that would be way too much for a simple breeding slave."
Ah'tze. That is way more credits than I have at my disposable. To buy Kate from Bruul, I would have to sell my ship and a couple of organs that I cannot regrow. So that plan is useless. Good thing I already had the habatuk delivered to me. It will come in handy.
"You want me to teach the slaver a lesson in your name?" I just offer this so he takes me and my words seriously since I know that Bruul hates confrontation.
"No. It's not worth the effort. Just bring her here, and I will see for myself how usable she is."
"I have the coordinates and will be on my way. But do not expect too much. She basically drools half the time and stares blankly at the wall."
"What a pity. I thought her curves would make for a nice fuck." Bruul sighs.
"Believe me. It is more of a duty to train and fuck her than it is pleasure."
"You did not enjoy her?"
I shake my head and hate myself for lying, but I really need to sell him the idea that Kate is useless so he will not take losing her too hard. I know how to push his buttons. "No. I did not enjoy fucking her. Her voice when moaning is weirdly high pitched, so you must be careful not to arouse her too much. Otherwise, her shrieking will pierce your ears."
"Maybe I can give her to some of my gladiators as a reward."
"Probably a good idea. They will be too starved to notice how loose her cunt is and how strange her smell is. I thought bathing would help, but it did not."
Bruul looks disgusted. "Thank you for the heads-up, my friend. Now I can't say that I'm looking forward to see you. I will take the necessary precautions so you can drop her at the gladiator cages."
"I will do as you ask."
Bruul ends the conversation, and I exhale deeply. I think he bought every word I just fed him. That is perfect. Now I will take care of Kate before I figure out how to prepare the habatuk for my plans.
11
Kate
My heart is leaping into my throat. I stand in the hallway leading toward the bridge after I woke up and found the bed empty. I was looking for my growly alien when I overheard him talking. Now I wish I had stayed in bed.
Low-quality merchandise? Not pleasant to fuck me because of my not very wet cunt? Barely good enough to be bred or given to gladiators because they won't notice my loose pussy?
Every word cuts like a little knife, even the ones that are obvious lies like the fact that I neither drool nor blankly stare at the wall.
Turning around, I hurry back to the bedroom. I think I heard enough. To be honest, I'm waiting for the tears, but they won't come. Why do I always pick the assholes? Even in space? This is just my luck. And I feel stupid for eagerly believing everything Tausav whispered into my ear, all those sweet nothings. You are mine. I am going to keep you. Who owns you, my heart? That is right. I do.
He can go fuck himself. At least now I know what to expect. He will take me back to the guy he owes a favor after thoroughly fucking and using me for the past five days. But he made sure that I would end up as fodder for the gladiators who will probably tear me apart if they really haven't seen a woman in a while.
The door opens behind me, and I get up. Either I'm not as stupid as Tausav thinks I am or I am even dumber, but I sink to my knees, legs spread, hand on my thighs, palms up. Just as he told Bruul, I'm staring blankly at the floor, barely reacting to his presence. I want to fight him tooth and nail for talking me down, belittling me, yet what good would it do me? At the current outlook, I need all my strength for tomorrow. Does it really make a difference if I submit one last time?
"I see my Kate is eager to please me." Tausav sounds so happy I want to puke. He pats my head as he passes me, walking to the bed. "Why do you not join me?"
I get up, climb onto the bed, and lie down on my back, spreading my legs. Not once do I look at him. Tausav bows and kisses my neck. I feel tears rising in my eyes.
Tausav sucks at my neck and bites me lightly. Because I don't make a sound, he looks up, clearly confused
. "Is everything all right, Kate?"
"Yes, Master." I stare at the ceiling, just studying the smooth silver surface. It's so clean. No dust, no cobwebs. Are there spiders in space?
"Kate." The alien snaps his fingers in front of my face, and his annoyed tone tells me he must have said my name before. "What is wrong, Kate? Tell me."
"Nothing. This is what you wanted, isn't it? A docile, meek little slave?"
I only see him from the corner of my eye, but it looks like Tausav flinches back. He grabs my arm and forces me to sit up. Since I still refuse to meet his eyes, he grips my chin and makes me look at him. "What are you talking about?"
I just shrug.
"Kate, do not make me spank you."
"Right, you don't want to ruin the low-quality merchandise any further, do you?"
For a second, he seems utterly confused before he starts laughing. The fucking asshole breaks my heart and then has the audacity to laugh at me. I can't believe it. And I can't help myself. My self-preservation gets into rest mode, and I fling myself at the alien, not caring about the consequences at all. My fists are connecting with his chest, jaw, and shoulders as I let my anger run free.
Tausav still chuckles as he catches my wrists and slings his arm around my waist. He presses me against his chest and kisses my head. "My sweet, sweet Kate. I was convincing, I take it?"
"I'm not talking to you, asshole."
His strong hands are caressing my back, and I'm acutely aware how carefully he handles me. He could have easily hurt me; instead, he just tamed me to hold me. "You will talk to me, female. You listened to my conversation. For that, I have to punish you."
"Go ahead. But this time I can guarantee you that I will not beg for your cock. You can shove it up your own ass for all I care." I huff. "Low-quality merchandise."
"That is an interesting proposition, although I think I really prefer shoving my dick up your ass more, my heart."
"Don't care."
"You do care. Otherwise, you would not be so angry. I lied to Bruul so I can keep you."