I heard a domestic rolling toward the bed. Kang pulled back my curtain.
“I believe Lord Elentinus is looking for you.”
“You believe? Or did he ask you to find me?”
“I saw him searching for you.”
I chewed my bottom lip.
“Mistress…in the time of Shindray, if a wife hid from her husband she’d get beaten most severely.”
“Uh…who says I’m hiding? I just wanted to lie down for a while or something. Maybe I have a headache.”
Kang bopped an invisible panel on the wall and a deep drawer popped out. I crawled over to see what he was doing. He dug around for a bit and pulled out a flask.
“This will get rid of your headache, mistress.”
He held it out for me, but I didn’t take it. All my focus was still on the drawer.
The control unit for my collar was right there.
“I…I don’t have a headache.”
Kang replaced the flask and closed the drawer. I flopped back on the bed. That nauseating ice in my stomach feeling had taken over. I wished I hadn’t seen the fucking thing.
“All Domestics, locate Maritza.”
I sat up again with wide eyes. Elentinus’ voice had come through one of Kang’s speakers.
After a few moments Kang said, “Mistress Maritza is in your quarters, Lord Elentinus.”
I swallowed.
“She has a headache and went to lie down.”
This made me smile. I assumed the position of someone lying in bed with a headache.
I could hear Elentinus walking across the vast room. I stayed huddled under the blanket. The side of the bed dipped and I heard him sigh. I ventured a peek. He sat on the edge of the bed closest to me.
“Did you really have a headache?”
I considered lying for one too many moments and lost the opportunity. I cleared my throat. “Inga is exhausting.”
“As is Nayjoor.”
Silence followed. I pursed my lips. Elentinus was keeping his back to me.
“You knew I had to try, husband.”
“Why couldn’t you trust me?”
“I didn’t think it would hurt anything.”
“That’s because you don’t understand.”
I thought over the situation. Elentinus was right.
“Explain it to me.”
“Nayjoor is my enemy. Everyone on that council is my enemy. They’re all old men who’ve never ventured off the home world. They make decisions for the empire based on statistics and theories, without having ever fought a battle. I’m a soldier and a governor. The man who reinvented Dornovonia, and then conquered the elusive planet Earth. Each council member is old enough to be my father, and yet I’m wiser than the six combined. They resent my wisdom, but have to concede to it time and time again. Their rancor towards me…it’s intolerable. So childish, and yet, at times, they’ve found ways to humiliate me.”
He finally turned around to look at me. “This is why I left our home world. I’d much rather take missions Nayjoor considers the work of a ‘petty viceroy’ than stay in the capital.”
I nodded.
Elentinus caressed the side of my face. “Nayjoor knows he has no effect on me. If you try to engage him you’ll make yourself his prey. He won’t consider your ideas. He’ll only search for ways to hurt me by hurting you.”
I leaned my face into his caress. “But Inga…”
“I told you it was pointless. She gets a reprieve here. That’s all.”
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in and out. I didn’t let the actual thought of what I had to do form in my mind, but I knew. It made a sob shudder up my chest. Elentinus soothed my hair, but he didn’t know. He had no…no idea.
“I told you not to take on the weight of her suffering.”
I tried to collect myself. It was tough. My only solace was clinging to the hope that there might be another answer.
“I wish she’d never come here,” I said.
Elentinus puffed out a forlorn sigh. “It’s my fault. I really thought that imbecile wanted help to change.” He climbed into bed beside me. “I’m naïve, Maritza.”
I kissed his soft lips and managed to laugh. “So am I.”
He continued to caress my hair. “It’s strange…how the two of us have turned out to be alike in so many ways.”
This gave me such a warm pang inside. Looking into his eyes was like drinking ambrosia.
“That makes me think it was destiny,” I said. “You and I were meant to be together.”
“I feel so certain of that.” His voice had gotten breathy. “I could never explain why, but I know it. You were a gift to me from the gods themselves.”
I kissed him again. He brought his hand around my head and lavished my mouth. The kisses went deeper. Our tongues started to slide against each other. Then he rolled on top of me.
“We have to have dinner with them soon,” Elentinus said.
I wrapped my arms around him. “Fuck them.”
“Such impudence!”
He sat up and threw me over his knee. The dress didn’t allow me to wear the girdle underwear. My skirt was thrown up and I was exposed. He gently smacked his hand against my ass cheeks one after the other.
It was erotic. It got me hot.
But I couldn’t stop giggling.
“Master!”
I froze. Fortunately the curtain around the bed hid us. Elentinus pulled my skirt back down all the same. We crawled to the foot of the bed and peeked out. Whore stood on the landing across the room.
“Lord Nayjoor would like his dinner now.”
“We don’t have time to have sex?” I said.
Whore became flustered. “Do you require sex right now, master?”
Elentinus rubbed my back. “I can wait.”
“I can’t,” I said.
“Yes you can!” Whore said.
“Boo.”
We met our guests in the lobby and walked to the dining hall together. Inga latched on to my arm and tried to make us lag behind. I struggled to keep up.
“Did you discipline her?” Nayjoor said.
Elentinus smiled. “Yes.”
I managed to stifle a snort.
“It occurred to me that you’re in a very precarious position, Elen. Your leniency could allow her to become a spy for our enemies.”
“Don’t be absurd.”
“Are you truly so bewitched? Our own Dak-Hiliah women were helping the Cenes back in the day. These human girls think we’ve enslaved them. They see us as villains. She’ll betray you even if she loves you. She’ll feel it’s her fucking obligation.”
My stride began to falter. Nayjoor’s words were like arrows piercing my soul. My mouth went dry waiting for Elentinus’ answer.
“Lord Nayjoor,” Whore said, “with all due respect, you’re forgetting about me. I’m not bewitched by the girl. I’ve been keeping her in check.”
“Thank the gods for our servants, eh Elen? Hor-Denay is saving your ass, no doubt.”
“There’s no strife in my house,” Elentinus said.
“So far as you know,” Nayjoor said.
I became nauseous. Inga was digging her nails into my arm and I couldn’t even feel it.
Nayjoor took the seat across from me at the dining table. I focused on the Domestics serving us rather than meet his eyes.
“My dear Maritza,” Nayjoor said, “Since you were so talkative before, why don’t you give me your opinion on a few things?”
“Leave her alone, Nayjoor,” Elentinus said without menace.
“Pah! I thought she was your equal who could speak freely.” He sipped his drink. “Don’t worry. I’ll go easy on her.”
I set down my utensil and looked at him.
“What do you think of the Dak-Hiliah?”
I glanced at Elentinus. He looked annoyed, but didn’t signal me to stay silent.
“Where I came from we’re taught to judge someone based on the merits of the individual.
We don’t pass judgment based on someone’s race. You and my husband are the same race, but are completely different.”
“My word! Your wife is a diplomat, Elen. And she’s quite a bit smarter than Inga.” He turned to his wife. “You never told me your world was so idealistic.”
“I’m Russian. She’s American.” Inga spat out her words with disgust. “Her country was rich. My country was poor. Her people had the luxury of idealism.”
“Is that so?” Whore said.
“Anyway.” Nayjoor wiped his mouth. “Don’t you think we’re villains? Enslaving worlds and so forth.”
I took a bite of food to have time to consider. Honesty was usually the best way to go when someone was trying to trap you, but then, it might be used against me later if the shit went down with Inga.
“I think there’s hope for a happy future between our two peoples.”
“That’s easy for you to say from here. Don’t you think your people might be suffering down on the planet? Perhaps there was a reason your husband didn’t show you the colony.”
“If you insist,” Elentinus said to Nayjoor, “I’ll arrange a trip down tomorrow. It’s a cumbersome undertaking. Last time we landed I had issues to deal with. A tour wasn’t feasible.”
“I insist,” Nayjoor said.
“Thank you, husband,” Inga said.
“Of course, my darling.” He reached over and took her hand. “See? This trip is just what we needed.”
Elentinus and I looked at each other. I shrugged. He managed a smile.
Inga caught me alone in the bathroom before we retired for the night. She clutched my sleeve with her usual white knuckle desperation.
I focused on her reflection in the mirror. “Even considering what you want makes me sick to my stomach.”
“You listen to me—“
“No. You listen. I love my husband.” I tried to be stern, but it was useless. I was already crying. “I didn’t ask to get dragged into your drama.”
“Shut up. Give me the control unit after we come back from Earth tomorrow. It’s perfect for you. They’ll think one of the slaves helped me.”
I closed my eyes and winced.
“Don’t be a selfish bitch! You found it, didn’t you?”
I gave the barest nod.
“I knew it. Do you have it on you?”
“I…I’ll have to get it when he’s in the shower or something.”
“Then do it! Don’t fuck this up for me. Even if he said three or four days, those two are arguing so much we’ll probably get kicked out tomorrow.” A noise outside the door made her dart a look back. “And you better pretend to be ignorant and innocent once I’m gone. Don’t give away any secrets.”
“I want a different solution,” I said. “One that doesn’t make me betray my husband.”
“Fuck you. There is none.” She stormed out, but not before giving me a final threatening glare.
There has to be.
I stayed in the bathroom several more minutes to finish crying.
I tried my best to clean up, but Elentinus still noticed my swollen face when I climbed into bed. He drew me into his large arms.
“Don’t be sad, my dear.”
I sniffled. “Sorry.”
Every time I spoke to Inga I walked away with a storm cloud over my head. I’d been looking forward to time alone with Elentinus, now my chest ached with too much emotion to enjoy him. I wished we could have had a quickie earlier. If we went at it now I’d have to fake it. Elentinus deserved better than that.
“Do you want to get drunk?”
“Heck yeah.” My instinctive answer came with a twinge of guilt. “We…we shouldn’t drink just because we’re stressed though. We could get addicted.”
Elentinus smiled at me. “You can’t get addicted to this. Not even Sasha could.”
“Will it be that stuff you gave me the first time we…?”
“No. This won’t paralyze you.” He ran his fingers through my hair. “I prefer you active.”
I shined a smile at him. “Bring it on.”
He had a Domestic bring us two glasses of brown liquid. I showed Elentinus how to toast and we downed them. The warm liquid seeped through me, spreading euphoric tingles. My worries drifted away to some hazy place my mind couldn’t reach. I let my eyes roll back in my head while savoring it. Elentinus always made things right. I was lucky…so lucky. As I looked at his beautiful face my anguish turned into tearful joy. I dove at him and locked our lips together. His mouth tasted like the sweet Dak-Hiliah wine.
We started wrangling more intensely as the buzz got stronger. Elentinus threw me down and tore open my dress. One boob popped free. I tried to scramble away, but he just got a hand under my skirt and between my legs.
“Ohh!”
He seized me with one arm while pounding the fingers of the other up into me. My knees gave. The sudden attack of violent pleasure made my thighs melt and clitoris clench. The drink amplified the prickling throb his fingers were digging out of the fibers of that tender flesh. It weakened me and put me into this dopey pleasure daze. As he dug even harder into my g-spot I realized he meant to force me to orgasm in the span of two minutes. I kicked my heel against his face and broke free.
Elentinus grabbed my ankle before I could get far. He got a fistful of my skirt and ripped it off my waist. Now just a few scraps of the harlot dress hung on my shoulders. I tried to kick my leg free. He just grabbed my other ankle and dragged me over to him. I rolled over onto my back and kept struggling fruitlessly. My legs were splayed with my cooch brazenly exposed between them. Elentinus dropped down and started sucking me.
I gasped sharply enough for my chest to expand. He pushed his mouth past the lid of flesh and latched on to my clit.
“Ahhh!”
Elentinus sucked hard enough to give my clitoris a hickey. The fierce stab of ecstasy knocked all the fight out of my stomach. My thighs went limp and quivery. Elentinus dug his two strong fingers back inside me. The wine might as well have paralyzed me. All I had the strength for was pathetic whimpers.
My hands groped at my breasts without even thinking about it. Elentinus kept a hard suck on my desperately tingling clitoris and battered it with his tongue. His fingers zeroed in on that hot prickly pleasure cluster inside me.
He forced that first orgasm out of me so roughly I screamed. I kicked his shoulder with every hard spasm. My back lurched up from the bed involuntarily. Uhn! It was so good. My ravaged hole just kept clenching on his fingers.
When my body went slack he let his mouth pop free from my clit.
“Uh!”
“Good girl.”
I looked up at him past my hard nipples with half-closed eyes. “Fuck you.”
“Fine.”
He pulled his cock out of his silk shorts. I was tossed over onto my stomach and then mounted. Elentinus pushed his huge thing into me with little restraint. The second thrust was twice as hard as the first, and he kept that rhythm. I clung to the blankets with my eyes closed and teeth clench while he humped me. He made scary grunts with every hard push in.
His big cock compressed my tortured g-spot. I couldn’t believe how fast my second orgasm was coming on. That prickly purr of heat and pleasure made my toes curl. Elentinus could make me lose my mind so fast. I started moaning just as loud as him.
We came together this time, but I recovered faster. I dislodged his cock fast enough to pour seed on the bed. I dove for his thighs and grabbed his tender alien testicles. No, I didn’t squeeze them. I assumed they were as vulnerable as human balls. I just started groping with my splayed fingers firm and deep.
Elentinus careened back onto the pillows. “Ngh! Rrah!”
He tried to pull me off by my hair, but was too kind to yank as hard as necessary. I started sucking his groin bulge. This gave me what I was after: Elentinus started chattering his teeth.
He smacked my ass cheek. I froze a second. My flesh had compressed and then jiggled. All the sensitive nerves on the
swell of my butt were electrified. I could feel goose pimples light up. It was pain in the form of heat, but tingly pain. The after-shocks made my asshole clench. I continued my torturous sucking and rubbing undeterred.
Elentinus smacked the other side, giving me the same intense sensations. He wasn’t hitting with all his strength. They were slaps probably thrice as hard as Patty Cake. He could keep playing that on my ass as far as I was concerned. I was out for orgasmic revenge.
He smacked my ass twice more before grabbing both cheeks with his hands and kneading them. This made my legs kick up and down on the bed. It was about as sensual a massage as I could get. The sensitized area spread mind-numbing euphoria with every squeeze of his fingers.
“Mmm.”
“Like…that?”
He could barely form words through his grunts and teeth chattering. But then he removed a hand to wet a finger with saliva. My eyes widened. As expected he started grinding the slippery finger against my asshole.
“Nngh!”
I kicked at the bed with both legs in succession. He was nailing the source of all that euphoria the flesh of my ass had given out. I clenched both holes against my will. The pricks of throbbing pleasure carried all the way up my spine. He was pushing my wrinkled hole into me, grinding out every incredible sensation. I had to stop sucking his groin to moan.
“Uhh!”
“Ha!”
His triumphant cheer snapped me out of the pleasure paralysis. I latched my mouth up higher, closer to his shaft.
“Grrahh!”
His finger lost its strength. I didn’t break mouth contact to give out my own cheer of triumph. His cock gesticulated in that snake/whip pattern. Oh yeah…suffer!
The tip of his finger penetrated my ass.
“Ahh!”
Damn it. I couldn’t win this battle.
Elentinus didn’t go any deeper. His wiggling finger didn’t have to. He’d just advanced into another level of sensation for me. Everything down there clenched. The ecstatic tingles were radiating out from the taut ring he’d breached through my whole pelvis. I kicked at the bed until I screamed. Then I relinquished his groin and testicles. Elentinus won. I rolled onto my back to get free of that finger.
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