He popped in and I yanked my mouth away from his to yelp.
“Maritza…”
I grabbed onto his shoulders and tried to catch my breath. I’d felt a jab of pain but it was gone now. My hole felt like it was straining. There was a throb bombarding me there that wasn’t entirely unpleasant. Elentinus’ cockhead felt like it had the girth of a baseball bat.
He ran the back of his fingers down the side of my face. “Are you all right?”
I looked at him wearily. “Ugh…you’re huge.”
“I’m sorry, my dear. The worst is over.” He kissed me tenderly to reassure me.
Elentinus pushed in slowly and I didn’t feel much pain. I kept wincing and tensing, expecting it to be worse than it really was. I know I wasn’t even close to taking in all his length. When he hit the edge of my limits I gave him a little push on the chest to let him know. He pulled back until just his cockhead was inside me, and then coaxed his way back in again.
He pumped in and out slowly. My muscles started to relax. He was so big he was pushing against my g-spot with every careful thrust. Once the fear of pain was gone I started to notice this sweet sensation. I let my head loll back.
I became aware of Elentinus’ raspy breathing again. His speed picked up a little and I heard him grunt. He built up to a steady rhythm fairly quickly and started groping his hand through my hair. Now his grunts were sounding animalistic. I opened my eyes to see his wild glare and parted lips. His hands groped me with more urgency. He rubbed my breast and then leant down to give my neck a hard kiss. His hips were pumping with short fast strokes now. He started to make raspy growls. Then he grunted so loud someone on the other side of the room could have heard him. He pushed in deeper than he’d gone before and stopped.
I felt heat and his cock pulsating inside me. He gave me another fast jab and roared. More heat, and his cock felt like it was lurching. I was glued to the animal grimace frozen on his face. His ferocity thrilled me.
When his face relaxed I figured we were done. He lowered to give me a few sweet kisses. His cock was still buried inside me, and still felt solid. After a very brief interlude he started pumping again. It didn’t take long for his breathing to get raspy. I relaxed and focused on how he was crushing against my g-spot. He started playing with my nipples again. This sped me towards my second orgasm. His own followed minutes after, and looked just as hardcore as his first. This time some of his seed spilled out of me. I figured he had to be done after that one. But no. He took a little kissing break and kept on fucking me. (I guess he was pretty backed up).
When we were finally done, he carried me off the bed. A domestic was there holding clothes for us. Elentinus helped me put on a flouncy night gown and donned some shorts right when it occurred to me to check out his package. I only saw it for a flash. It was long and a lot darker than the rest of his skin. While we were off the bed two domestics quickly changed the sheets. Elentinus plopped me back in the middle of the bed, got under the sheets with me, and curled beside me to sleep.
I figured I wouldn’t fall asleep. Everything was throbbing and room was still spinning. When I closed my eyes, though, I was out.
***
Elentinus woke me by stroking my hair the next morning. My heart pounded in panic when I realized where I was. I remembered everything. Yeah. It happened. I drew a deep breath.
“Good morning, wife.” Elentinus had a serene smile for me.
I swallowed. “So…we’re married now?”
“Yes.” He kissed me softly. “Call me ‘husband’ now, my dear.”
I looked away from him. I was still taking in everything that happened with my newly sober head.
He played with some of my hair. “Are you vexed with me?”
I drew my lips into my mouth to wet them. “Um…where I come from…when a girl gets drunk she can’t really consent to sex.”
“So you are angry.”
I considered. “I’m…not sure. I kind of knew what I was getting into.” I looked at him. “You didn’t have to use the drug, Lord—um, husband. I would have given in to you.”
“It would have been far more painful without the drug, my dear.”
I stared at him with wide eyes.
“We altered you so you would genetically compatible for breeding with us. Our relative size differences, however, can’t be altered.”
I nodded. “Understood. I’m not going to worry about it anymore. I don’t want our marriage starting off with bad feelings.”
Elentinus swept his arm around me and drew me close to him. “Nor do I.”
He pulled me into a deep kiss. I let myself feel the sweet flutters inside me. I really did try to let go of what had happened. Holding a grudge would have only hurt me in this situation. I was still a prisoner. I had to count my blessings things weren’t a lot worse.
A three-note melody sounded through the room. Elentinus broke our kiss.
“That’s Hor.”
I made a sour face. Breakfast would have been nice, but I sure as Hell didn’t want to eat crow. “Tell him to go away.”
Elentinus laughed. “He has to photograph us in bed together for our marriage record.”
I groaned. “Why him? Can’t a Domestic do it?”
“I promised him the honor when the time came. He takes a very active interest in my happiness.”
“He also takes an active interest in my unhappiness.”
Elentinus pressed a button on the wall. “Enter.” He looked back at me. “Your status is different now, my dear. Things will change for the better between you from here on.”
I pouted.
Whore came in wearing a shit-eating grin and holding what I assumed to be a camera. He made a little bow at the foot of our bed.
“Good morning, master.” He shot his grin at me. “Mistress.”
I scowled at him. “Morning.”
“Don’t gloat, Hor,” Elentinus said.
He feigned offense. “Of course not.” He brought the camera up in front of him and gave me his smug smile again. “When you’re ready.”
“My hair’s a mess,” I said to Elentinus.
“It’s supposed to be.” He mussed it some more for good measure.
Oh.
***
Elentinus and I had separate bathrooms. I know I took longer in my shower than he did. I was achy downstairs and took extra time to clean myself. I emerged in one of the identical black dresses I’d been given to wear with my hair done nicely and some of the magic make-up on. Elentinus was gone, though. My spirits sank to see Whore standing in the middle of the room.
“Lord Elentinus regrets to inform you that he won’t be able to spend any time with you today.”
I lowered my head with disappointment. Whore headed toward the staircase leading out.
“We have some matters to attend to on Earth. The yacht will be landing soon.”
“What?” I followed him up the first landing. “We’re going to Earth? I…I want to see it.”
“That’s out of the question.” He continued toward the door, but did deign to look back at me. “You can look out through the windows.”
This satisfied me enough to let him go.
Fifteen minutes or so later, Kang came over and told me I had to sit down for landing. I sat on a large armchair to obey. Kang rolled in front of me so my knees were pressed against him. He bent over at its waist, covering me with his body, and gripped both my arms. I was smooshed between him and the chair.
“Well…this isn’t awkward at all.”
“This is to ensure you’re not injured during our descent, mistress.”
“Haven’t you people ever heard of seat belts?”
Two seconds later I was glad he held me down. The whole ship made a hard bounce and then careened from side to side. One of the chairs at Elentinus’ dining table fell over.
I wet my lips. “Was that…supposed to happen?”
“Yes, mistress. We have entered the atmosphere. We will be landing shortly
.”
That wasn’t the landing? I dug my nails into Kang’s arms. Nothing happened, however. Kang seemed to pull himself off me after an arbitrary amount of time. I stayed in my smooshed position to look up at him curiously.
“We’ve landed, mistress.”
“Oh.” I righted and tried to smooth out my crumpled dress.
The door opened at the top of the stairs. Elentinus entered with Whore right behind him.
“Come, my dear,” Elentinus said with a smile. “We’ve landed on your home world.”
I raced up the steps to meet him. He took my hand as we walked down the corridor. This simple gesture caused bubbly feelings to flutter through me, despite Whore following just behind us.
“It wouldn’t be safe for you to join me in my duties, today.”
“I understand.”
“You’ll be able to look out the windows from a lower terminal room. I hope you’ll find that adequate.” Elentinus stopped at the elevator. “I’ll be occupied all day, I’m afraid.”
“What will you be doing on Earth?” I said as the elevator brought us down.
He didn’t answer right away. The joy I was feeling evaporated. I needed to learn to keep my mouth shut.
“We’ll be taking a census, first,” he said finally when we emerged from the elevator. “Then I’ll be making sure my orders are being obeyed. I’ll see to it that the camps have all the supplies they need, and consider their requests for more resources. We’ll ensure at least 20% of the adult women capable of bearing children are pregnant. We’ll retrieve some dissidents from the neighboring mountains. Punish them.”
“It’s not necessary to share all this with her, master.”
Elentinus stopped with me in front of a door. He took both my hands in his.
“Secrets are the seeds that sow dissension.”
I swallowed. He’d enraptured me with his dark eyes again.
“You may not like the things I do to your people. It may seem unfair, at times, or cruel. But all my actions are to ensure the survival of both our races. We’ve learned the lessons well from our own history. People who are suffering do not thrive. I try to be more of a benefactor than a dictator—but my orders must be obeyed.”
I nodded. “I’m glad you’re being honest with me. It…it’s the highest level of respect.”
Elentinus smiled. Whore rolled his eyes.
He pressed the button to open the door. It looked like the terminal room I’d been in when I had first awakened on the ship. I ignored the eerie feeling the place gave me and went right to the floor to ceiling windows. We were parked next to what might have been a highway overpass. It was enclosed with a semi-clear fiberglass roof or something. I could see a lot more of the tube-like highways nearby us. In front of it all, though, was lush greenery. Plants had crawled up the pylons. I recognized dandelions, chickweed, and English ivy. Okay, never mind the plants. There were square buildings not far off. Not skyscrapers, more like mid-level high-rises. They were too far to really make out, but at least they seemed solid.
“Where are we?”
“In your United States, my dear. The capital in Tennessee.”
I looked back at him. “The capital moved to Tennessee?”
“We don’t have time for this, master. The Defenders are waiting to escort you from the side entry.”
Elentinus took my hand again. “I’m afraid he’s correct. I must leave you, my dear.”
I made a little smile. “Have a good day at work, honey.”
“Honey!” Whore looked mortified.
Elentinus only laughed and leaned down to kiss me. I lifted up on my toes to meet his mouth. It was a sweet, brief connection of our lips. It still caused happy butterflies to bop around inside my stomach.
“I can delay our first meeting if you wish to mate with her again, master.”
The butterflies dropped dead into a twitching pile.
I saw Elentinus look downward with a grimace of annoyance. Then he recovered. “Goodbye for now, my dear.”
He and Whore left me to rediscover my world through the glass.
***
I stared out the windows until I got bored, and then tracked down some breakfast. I hoped Elentinus and I would have time for a proper honeymoon. I needed a truly consensual lovemaking session to wipe away the dubious consent of the night before. I didn’t let my loneliness depress me. The dread of our first time together was over with. There wasn’t any reason for me not to relax and try to be happy. (Especially since I knew Whore was gone for the day). I figured I’d get Kang to give me another history lesson, but later. For now I just wanted to think about everything that had happened while lounging in the lobby sitting area.
That afternoon (at least I think it was afternoon) a Domestic rolled up without me summoning it. This was a little strange, but I didn’t let it bother me.
“Oh, good. I was about to call one of you. It’s time for me to get another history lesson.”
“Maritza…Maritza Santos?”
My eyes widened. This wasn’t the Domestic’s voice. It sounded like an old woman.
“Um…yes?”
“I’m with a group who helps free captive women like yourself.”
My heart started to thunder inside my chest. I straightened up from the relaxed way I’d been slumped on the couch. The voice was speaking an alien language, but it sounded different from the one Elentinus and Whore spoke.
“We’ve hacked into the processor of this serving unit to make contact with you. Maritza, you are not alone. We’re here for you. We can get you out of here, but we must act quickly. Tell me, did they put a force-field collar on you?”
I felt a wave of vertigo. My heart was beating so hard I could feel the pounding in my temples. I looked around to see if any of the other Domestics were catching this. They were all busy doing whatever it is they do.
“Um…yeah…yeah, I have a collar.”
“Damn. Then that complicates things, but have no fear. It may take a little longer, but we will get you free. Maritza, you must try to earn Lord Elentinus’ trust so that he’ll remove the collar. Do you understand me? It’s imperative that you get him to take that collar off.”
I tried to catch my breath. “Um…okay…just hold up, all right? I’m not trying to be rescued.” I felt better just having said it. “Lord Elentinus has been good to me so far. And…and…I came from 2,000 years ago. I don’t know anything about this time. Where would I even—”
“You don’t have to be afraid, Maritza. There’s no way they can find out we’ve contacted you unless you tell them.” A compassionate quaver came out in her voice. “I know you’ve been raped.”
I blinked. Did she mean what happened last night? Were they watching me? “What are you talking about?”
“This isn’t Elentinus testing you, Maritza! We are your friends.”
“I appreciate that—but look, I—I don’t want to be rescued. I’m fine with how Lord Elentinus has been treating me. He’s been…kind, more or less.” I started to get emotional. “I don’t want to leave.”
“I…I see.” She got quiet for a while. “This is most unexpected, Maritza. The Dak-Hiliah have new high druid. I assume that’s the reason for Lord Elentinus’…kindness.”
I swallowed.
“Unfortunately this has not changed his behavior on planet Earth. Do you know that, at this very moment, he’s torturing seven so-called ‘dissidents’ in front of an audience of 200,000 other human survivors?”
I swallowed again, and then pursed my lips. “I…sort of knew about that. Torturing them how?”
“Through those monstrous collars. It’s the Dak-Hiliah’s trademark. There’s no permanent damage, but there can be no worse a pain imaginable.”
No permanent damage was good, right? I tried to cling to that. “He said they tried to run away or something.”
“Oh yes. The Dak-Hiliah’s precious cattle dared to leave their repugnant ‘breeding colony.’ He’s making them writhe in agony w
hile their families, friends, and fellow survivors watch in horror.”
I cringed at the thought. A tear ran down one side of my face. “That…that sucks.” I sniffled. “But…Earth surrendered to them, right? It was either this or being infected by the Instajants. I mean…they might just have to…you know, fall in line.” It was hard to say all this. Mostly because I had precious little idea what I was talking about.
“I see you’ve been brainwashed. That breaks my heart, Maritza. The Dak-Hiliah are evil, merciless conquerors whose sole focus is war and acquisition. For the first time in their recent history their population has been crippled. They need to be stopped, now, before hapless women like you help them to fully repopulate.”
I took a deep breath. “Look. I’m just trying to survive, okay? I didn’t ask for any of this. From what you say I’m pretty lucky I’m not being abused. I’m not going to push that luck. I don’t want to be rescued.”
“I will respect your wishes because our purpose is to help women like you, not cause you suffering.”
I expelled a sigh of relief.
“However, if you have a close relationship with Lord Elentinus you have a responsibility to use that relationship for the benefit of your kinswomen. I assure you, none of the other captive women are in as cozy a situation as you describe. They are being tortured, Maritza, and our efforts to rescue them are being thwarted. If you have an opportunity to help free even one of these women we expect you to do so.”
“Don’t you put that on me, lady.” Tears started to bubble up in my chest. “I told you—I’m just trying to survive.”
“I will ‘put it on’ you, because your sisters need you, Maritza. I can’t imagine you coldly turning a blind eye once you’ve witnessed the suffering of one of these desperate women.”
“I…I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it.”
“Fair enough. In the meantime I expect you to keep this contact a secret. The Domestics’ vulnerable networks are an indispensable tool for us. If we lose it, thousands of women will suffer.”
Ugh. ‘Secrets are the seeds that sow dissension.’ I started to cry. “Fine. I won’t tell them. But don’t contact me again. I don’t want anything to do with you.”
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