by Pixie Moon
Just watching the wonder on her face as she explores and tastes me for the first time is the most blissful type of torture I’ve ever endured. A groan vibrates through my chest when her tongue finds the small slit in my crown. Zyf!
I sink my hands into her hair and grit my teeth as she continues to play with my sensitive opening. Pleasure races up and down my spine. The need to move overwhelms me. I pull out of her mouth and then slide back in. This time I make sure my cockhead is in the middle of her mouth so she can’t get her tongue near my slit again.
I slowly start to fuck her mouth. Her little mouth can only handle a few inches of my cock. The sight of her lips spread wide around my girth has my blood pumping through my veins. Her mouth is almost as tight as her sweet pussy.
I feed her another inch and watch as she tries to take more. Her chocolate gaze looks up and begs me for more. Planning on proving she can’t handle more, I push in to the back of her throat. Her eyes close and she moans as she angles her head so that more of me can go down her throat. Another groan is forced from me when she swallows and her throat closes around my thick erection. Prel, that feels good. Pleasure heats my lower spine.
I smell fresh arousal waft up from her. Testing her, I start gently going deeper and deeper down her throat. Instead of gagging, she moans and swallows repeatedly. Zyf! She doesn’t have a gag reflex.
“You’re doing great, seema.” Happiness mixes with the scent of arousal coming from her. I breathe the wonderful aroma in. Lust fires through my groin and the base of my spine. I know I can’t hold out much longer. What will she do when I come?
I fist her hair and start pumping my hips faster. I’m now giving her half of my erection and she’s handling it well. I’ve never seen a human take this much cock. It excites me as much as her aromatic scent. When her tongue starts brushing from side to side and she swallows hard, I lose it.
I pull back enough for my creamy release to flood her mouth. She swallows and then moans. I groan as she starts sucking my cockhead. I cry out as another load of seed bursts from my body. The happy slurping sounds coming from her as she eats me up makes my heart ache with an unknown feeling.
Caressing her hair, I pull back but she follows. Her lips clamp down on my semi hard shaft. Her small hand comes up and grips my cock. Keeping it firmly in her mouth as she continues to suck and tease me.
“Stop, seema.” I make sure my voice is commanding. She hesitates and then licks me one more time before letting me go.
“I really like sucking you. You taste so sweet. Did it feel good? Did I do it right? I don’t mind trying again, Din Zar.” Her gaze pleads in a beautifully sensual way. She never ceases to amaze me.
A strange new part of me wants to give in. The warrior in me knows she’s being disciplined. Finding out that she loves to deep-throat is a wonderful discovery for both of us but it’s not the reason we are here in the Punishment Room.
The stranger that now dwells within me wants to make love to her but the warrior in me knows I have a mission to fulfill.
I give her my best commander look. “I enjoyed it but as good as it was that is not the reason we are here.” Sorrow tinges the air around her. “That’s right. You didn’t follow my orders. You didn’t trust me and now you must pay.”
I climb off the bed and move in behind her. “Keep looking straight ahead, seema.” I flip her skirt up and then move into positon. A fresh wave of arousal comes from her. Slick juices dampen her thighs.
Zyfing beautiful. Lust spears through my groin and has my shaft hardening and begging to get into her wet opening.
“Never disobey me again, seema.” In a swift move, I press into her pink entrance and sink all the way in. She gasps and then moans. I love her passion and long to turn her over and give her exactly what she wants. It hurts that I can’t bring her to ecstasy’s door and then push her through it. I won’t get to watch her cheeks flush and hear her scream as she peaks.
The warrior in me demands I get on with the mission.
Plunging in and out of her soft wet pussy, I focus on how good her taut inner muscles feel as my cock forges in repeatedly. So tight, so wet. When she wiggles and tilts her hips looking for the release she won’t be granted, I penetrate her fully. I rock my hips and shudder as my pulsing erection grinds against her silky walls.
She moans and looks back at me with pleading eyes. “Eyes forward, seema.” I tilt my hips up and jab my cock into her with quick short strokes. “No base bulge release for you tonight.”
Once again, she looks back with her sad eyes. “Din, I’m—”
My glare cuts off her words. I let the warrior in me take over. I slap her ass and growl. “Eyes forward.” When she shakily does as I command, I grip her ass and hold her in place. With the mission in mind, I start fucking her hard and fast.
Her wet puffy lips stretch wide to accommodate my thick girth. I picture her mouth stretched just as tightly around my shaft. I shudder as I recall the sounds she made as she swallowed my cock just a few minutes ago.
The sucking sounds of her slick pussy stoke the fire in me. Tingles of pleasure dance over my lower back. I grip her hips tighter and pull her curvy ass back with each forward thrust of my throbbing erection. One more drive into her tight passage is all it takes. Ecstasy fires my blood. I shout as my seed gushes from my cock and floods her quivering pussy. I rock my hips to prolong the pleasure coursing through me.
I want to roll her over and give her the release she needs but I don’t. This is about discipline, not pleasure. Staying focused, I pull out of her luscious body and watch as some of our combined juices trickle down her trembling thighs.
My cock twitches at the sight and wants to go back in. Instead of giving him what he wants, I ease him back inside my pants and move off the bed. I’m proud of her for holding her position.
Walking around the bed, I stop in front of her and cup her chin. I wait for her gaze to meet mine. “From now on, you are to follow my orders and trust me. The only time you should hide is when you feel threatened and I’m away from you. As in, away at work or not in the same building you’re in. Do you understand me, seema?” Sexual frustration, sorrow, and understanding scent the air around her.
“Yes, Din Zar. I’m sorry.” Her eyes are so sad, I want to give in and be nice to her.
The warrior in me refuses to finish before the lesson is totally over. “Get off the bed,” I order in a firm tone. She quickly climbs from the bed. The cuff dangles from her wrist as she straightens her skirt. My cream slides down her inner thighs.
Pink blooms brightly across her cheeks. “Is there a towel in here so I can clean up?” she asks. Her gaze darts to the room’s entrance and widens when she sees how many people witnessed her punishment. She bits her lip and looks at the floor.
When her gaze comes back to mine, I answer her question. “We don’t keep towels in here.” I point at her damp thighs. “My release on your legs is a reminder of your time in here. I hope you learned your lesson, seema.” I reattach the cuff to my wrist and lead her from the room.
Our group goes back to our table and settles in. I pull Hallie into my lap. She curls up and shivers. The scents of sorrow, embarrassment, and sexual frustration come from her slight frame. I wrap my arms around her and stroke her hair to calm her down.
Music keeps the energy alive in the club. I get one of the brewmars to get Hallie a glass of water and me some stros. She flies to the bar near the pool area we’re in and quickly returns. At my nod, she flies to her next customer. I shift my precious bundle and then order Hallie to drink.
When she’s finished half of the glass of water, I resettle her and return to stroking her long hair. The soft texture feels good running through my fingers. From the scent of contentment coming from her, I know she’s enjoying my caress.
Time passes as I talk to my friends and watch the people in the club. Hallie drifts off to sleep. My heart aches for her. She’s such a tiny thing compared to me and she’s been through a lot in the
last few weeks.
With each day, I grow prouder of her and more fascinated by her than ever. Tonight has been difficult but inevitable. Now she knows her place. The warrior in me is satisfied with her reactions and considers the mission officially over.
Von touches my shoulder. I look over at him and see him smiling at Hallie. “She handled her discipline well. She’s a good, seema, brother. You chose well.”
“Thanks. I agree on all counts.” I take a drink and watch as Lingma, a tasrocian, walks over and looks at Hallie.
Lingma’s dark blue hair shifts as she looks into my eyes. “She’s such a cute little thing. Where did you find her,” she whispers.
“On Barpol,” I say as I stroke Hallie’s hair.
Sadness fills Lingma’s black eyes. “That’s a terrible place. At least, she has found contentment.” Those keen black eyes roam over Hallie. “She could use a few more pounds of flesh for better fucking.”
I feel the others at our table watching and listening. It’s good for them to know more about Hallie Mead. I look at Lingma but am fully aware of my table-mates. “She was alone on Earth. She had to forage the woods for food. Now that I have her, she’ll have a chance to fill out. With time she’ll be able to see that on Zaphin she’ll be safe and healthy.” I long for that day.
Lingma’s black eyes widen and her green tail swishes back and forth. “She’s a wildling!” Her tail comes around and touches Hallie’s hair. “I’m so glad you found her. I know you’ll take good care of her. Let me know if you need any help. Wildlings are special and need lots of love.” Lingma would know. She’d once been a wildling herself.
“I’ll keep that in mind, Lingma.” I watch her nod and walk over to flirt with Ryk and Lor.
With his fingers tapping to the beat pulsing through the club, Von leans in close to me. “You seem extremely attached to this one, brother.”
There’s no denying it. “I am. I keep waiting for my infatuation with her to end.” I shrug. “In the last three weeks it hasn’t dimmed at all.”
“Is she the one?” Von asks. His long fingers never miss a beat.
“I’m too young for that.” My heart’s not so sure. Wanting to change the subject, I stand. “I need to get her to bed. I’ll see you guys later.”
As I carry my precious seema from Club Release, I inhale her unique scent mixed with my marking seed. That strange feeling swells in my chest again. I’m not sure if I like it or not.
CHAPTER
25
~ Hallie ~
♥
The hugmar tree in our backyard calls to me.
Din Zar’s off today so we are hanging out on the patio. He’s gone inside to get us some drinks. I let the interesting plant lure me over to it. Once I’m in front of the thirty foot tall tree, I touch a velvety leaf. A slight vibration comes from the multiple colored plant. The different hues of green are all pretty.
“I hope that means you’re happy and not that you’re about to sprout poisonous thorns.” The hand I’m stroking the soft leaf with receives a warm pulse. Surprise has me laughing. “You’re amazing. I’m lucky to be here seeing and touching you.”
A dark shiver runs down my spine as I recall what happened to Megan and Gayle. “I really am lucky to be here,” I whisper.
The hugmar tree sends out another warm pulse causing me to smile. “Thanks. My parents and Backpack would have loved you.”
From the corner of my eye, I spot something flying toward me. I glance over and see some type of strange butterfly. A big ass butterfly thing with a tail swinging back and forth. As I stare into bright green eyes, I take a step back and wonder where Din Zar is. I could use a warrior right now.
When I take another step away from the pretty thing two hugmar vines stretch out and wrap around my wrists. I look at the vines and try to pull my arms back. A warm sensation comes from the tree. The warmth calms me. I know it’s the tree connecting to me. Strangely, I’m okay with that. I understand that the feeling coming from the hugmar tree is one of security not the deadly squeeze of an Earth python.
A buzzing sound made by the interesting bug has me looking up. The thing flies through the leaf covered vines that shoot from the tree’s trunk instead of branches. These vines reach out and travel through the other trees as well as hang around the thick green trunk.
The bug is flying around touching the vines and leaves as though the brightly colored thing is playing a game. My eyebrows shoot up when it suddenly flies straight at my face. I stand still as it hovers in front of me.
Light green wings are covered in dark blue swirls, the bug flaps its wings slowly enough for me to appreciate the beauty of its wings. I smile as I look into the bugs bright green eyes. The butterfly looking thing flies in closer and swishes its tail as it lands on my nose. I laugh when I feel the small creature’s antennae tickle my nose.
I watch as the thing flies away and then suddenly comes back and taps my cheek with its left wing a few times. My mouth curls into a huge smile when I realize the pretty creature just kissed me. Butterfly kisses is what my mom called them although she gave them to me with her eyelashes. Both types of kisses were equally good.
The hugmar vines release me as the butterfly like creature flies away. “Thank you,” I tell the tree. It vibrates causing me to smile. “I love the plants here on Zaphin.”
One certain warrior is also stealing my heart. The door opens and I look to see Din Zar walk out carrying two drinks. He waves me over. “Come, seema.”
I don’t question him. I just do what he bids. Making him happy makes me happy. On the patio, he takes my hand and pulls me into his lap. I melt into him enjoying the feel of his body heat and light caress.
I remember the pretty creature and say, “I saw the most amazing butterfly looking thing. It has bright green eyes and dark blue swirls on its green wings. It landed on my face and gave me a butterfly kiss. Can you tell me what it was?”
“It’s a neolot. They live in the trees and eat flower nectar that keeps them zipping from place to place. It sounds like you met a very curious one. Not all of them will get close to people.” He kisses the top of my head and continues to stroke my arm. “Maybe the neolot could tell you’re special, seema.”
His compliment strums my heartstrings and builds my hope that I can stay with him forever. I think back on the club and his warrior friends. “What does Din mean?”
“Din is a title that means a zaphinian has completed a high level of combat training. Most of us have also been trained to pleasure the being we are dominating as well.”
Shock rolls through me. “Seema means I’m someone to be dominated.” I don’t like where this is going and I feel a little dumb for not fully understanding his dominant role in my life sooner.
He sniffs the air and sighs. “Don’t be offended, seema. All seemas and playthings are to be dominated by us. It’s our way.”
A knife to the heart would be kinder. “I’m just a slave to you!” I try to get up but his hands tighten and pull me in closer.
“No, Hallie. I won’t lie. You mean more to me. I’m intrigued by you. Dominating you makes me happy.”
His last words make me feel a little better. Until a new question pops into my head. “Am I expected to do everything all zaphinians with the title Din say?” I don’t like this at all.
Zar eases me back and looks into my eyes. His commander look is back. “You are my seema. That means you do whatever I tell you to do. I also expect you to do what any of my friends tell you to do. Din Von told you to stay at the table last night. You didn’t do it.” His eyes grow colder. “From now on you are to obey me and the warriors that are my friends.”
The pulse between my legs starts throbbing. I’m toast when he uses that masterful tone. Trying to stay focused, I ask, “How do I know who your friends are?” The rebellious side of me doesn’t want to obey everyone on the fucking planet.