Surrendering to Her General

by Sadie Marks

  He smiled and pulled her to the door. They slipped through the opening without a word of goodbye to anyone and only when they were outside, did he explain. "It's considered poor manners to keep a newly mated couple from going off together. It's assumed we'll want to get to the actual mating immediately, so they'll ignore us until we leave," he said, laughing.

  "That actually makes a lot more sense than how we do it. I like that!" she said, smiling up at him. Her eyes sparkled with happiness. He was officially hers in a way that she'd never expected, and she was practically vibrating with joy. "Are there any other things we're supposed to do now?" she asked.

  He leaned down, whispering in her ear, "Oh, yes. There's something very special. I can guarantee you've never experienced this with an Earthman or another Sadec. It's something we only do with our mates. Prepare yourself for a very long night, slave girl."

  "I'm your mate now, not your slave," she reminded him. There was a hint of teasing in her tone but, also, a little bit of worry. She so desperately didn't want to lose the feeling of being his submissive. It had opened her up in so many unexpected ways.

  "You're both, girl, and you'd better not forget it. If you think being my mate means you don't have to obey me, you'll soon learn otherwise," he said as one hand caressed her backside and then squeezed one cheek in a possessive grip that had her melting in the best ways.

  He chuckled when she shivered then scooped her up and tossed her over his shoulder like a sack. He insisted on carrying her all the way to their quarters like that and ignored all her laughing protests. Once inside their rooms, he finally set her down, only so he could immediately begin stripping all the clothing from her body.

  "So, no hints about this special thing I'm about to experience?" she asked. There was some nervousness there; after all, she had no cultural context from which to make a guess, and the Sadecs were sadists so she felt it was a fair chance that it could be painful. Her body reacted to the very thought that there might be pain and she felt her clit pulse hard.

  "No hints, you'll have to wait until I show you, soon—helpless slave girl, beautiful mate, my love," he crooned the words as he turned her around and pulled her back against his chest. He began to kiss and nibble the skin at the side of her neck as one hand went up to pull her intricate hairdo loose, spilling a long braid down over her shoulder. His sharp teeth grazed lightly across a sensitive spot, and a shudder rolled through her. Juices trickled down her inner thighs, a testament to how well he knew what would make her body react.

  He slid a hand down the front of her body, gliding lightly over the nipples that were already tight from excitement, down over her flat belly, to press between her thighs. He cupped that warm heat, squeezing, and she moaned, hips rolling as she pressed her sex into his hand, pleading for more.

  "Already wet and slippery, girl?" he asked, faking surprise as though she wasn't always like that when he touched her.

  She decided to tease him back and let out a low chuckle. "I don't know what you're talking about," she said. "I'm barely turned on at all," she added with just the slightest hint of haughtiness in her voice.

  "Really? Lying to your mate? You know girls who lie get punished. You wouldn't want me to take away your ability to orgasm, now would you?" he asked. His lips brushed against the shell of her ear, so the words tickled as he spoke.

  The threat caused a sudden panic; although she didn't think he'd do something like that to her on their mating day, it was something she'd suffered through on many occasions. "Not lying, Tal, just teasing you," she assured him quickly. "You know I want you."

  "I know, but since you like to deny it, you can tell me. Tell me what you want and how badly you want it, and maybe I'll reward you," he said.

  She groaned and twisted to give him a pleading look. She knew what he wanted. He wanted her to be graphic and descriptive about all the things that embarrassed her, and she'd learned how to do it, but it still was hard for her. "Not on our mating night, Tal!" she said, hating the whining tone she could hear in her voice as she tried to change his mind.

  He looked amused at the attempt. "Yes, tonight, and any night I demand it. Just to remind you that despite your new status, you're still mine to command," he said.

  "As if I could forget," she muttered.

  "Maybe you need some encouragement," he suggested, and without waiting for her to reply, he released her and began to strip off his clothing.

  Her body reacted, as it always did, to the sight of his perfectly sculpted body. Hard muscles, defined from hours of training, ached to be touched. His smooth skin reflected light as he moved, and she couldn't resist leaning forward to lick one of the silver flecks that decorated his skin like freckles.

  His erection jutted proudly from his body and its hot length pressed against her belly reminding her it was there as she sucked and nibbled at his chest. She couldn't resist reaching between them to wrap her fingers around the shaft, caressing it until Tal cleared his throat.

  "Are you ready to see your surprise?" he asked.

  Too distracted by what she was doing, she didn't respond immediately, and finally, he stepped back and caught both of her wrists, holding them to keep her from touching. She gave him a pouting look like she'd had her favorite toy taken away.

  "Pay attention, Kenzi. First, I'll show you something only Sadecs have seen until now, and then you're going to tell me everything you want me to do to your body—and then maybe you'll get to play more," he said firmly.

  She stopped trying to pull her hands free and tilted her head. She would be the first human or non-Sadec of any kind to see this surprise? Now, that did catch her attention. "Show me!" she demanded. She didn't bother to conceal her curiosity.

  "Kneel," he said, gesturing toward the floor.

  She frowned, but by now she was so accustomed to that order that her knees bent before she even considered refusing, and she settled on the floor in front of him. His heavy shaft was right in front of her face and she wondered if that was why she was on her knees. She leaned in and dragged her tongue lightly across the tip of his shaft.

  Now it was his turn to shudder, and she heard him take a long, slow breath. "Not yet, Kenzi. Not if you want this to last," he said with a slight tremor in his voice.

  She looked up, surprised. "You've never had trouble holding off before," she said.

  "That was different; you're my mate now, and that makes you very hard to resist," he admitted.

  "Why would that make any difference?" she asked. She sat back on her heels, looking confused. "It was just a ceremony."

  Reaching down, he smoothed her hair, caressing the top of her head. "The mating ceremony creates a bond. It was more than just words and promises. The mingling of blood, mixed with the special wine we drank, forges a connection between us." He paused and then almost apologetically added, "Because you're human and this hasn't been done before, I don't know how much benefit you will get from it, but the clinicians assured me that it was safe for you, at least."

  She took a minute to turn this over in her mind. She wondered if she should feel resentful that he'd done this without explaining to her what it meant—but she didn't. She'd have gone through with it anyway, but she'd probably have worried about it if she'd known. Instead, she was interested in learning what it could mean to her, to both of them.

  "So, when I do this…" She leaned in and licked the head of his cock against, teasing the slit with the tip of her tongue. "…it's different now?"

  He hissed and grabbed her thick braid, using it to tug her head back as he growled, "Stop." He took a second to answer, clearly working on his control. "Yes, it's harder to resist. Sex with your mate is always more enticing than sex with another. Your scent, your saliva, your breath, all of that is an aphrodisiac to me now. It makes it easier to share the one we're mated to. Why would we worry when we know that our touch will always be preferred?"

  "So, it might not work on me, but it's working on you?" she said. Suddenly, a wide smile spread ac
ross her face and she laughed. "Ha! You won't be able to punish me by bringing me to the edge and walking away anymore," she pointed out, looking smug. It had been a frustration for her that he could heat her up to simmering while seemingly unaffected.

  He snorted, giving her hair another sharp tug. "Should I decide to punish you that way, there are ways to arrange it. It's just not something I would choose to do today—not if you want our mating consummated," he warned her.

  She sighed. "I guess I have a lot to learn about being your mate," she said.

  "You do, and you'll start now. Reach under my shaft and cup the sack gently, as you do during sex," he directed.

  Her curiosity about this mystery was piqued and she obeyed, carefully cupping the sack in her hand and rolling it between her fingers. It differed slightly from a human male's in that the sack was tougher and had only one, larger, ball inside, but she'd long since gotten used to the difference by now. "Like this?" she asked.

  "Yes, now feel the line where the artery runs up the middle? Follow it back to where it connects to my body. You'll feel a rough spot there," he said. His voice sounded tight, strained, and the fingers in her hair were curled into a fist.

  She was curious to explore this part of his body. She'd played with his shaft and ball before, but she'd never investigated that hidden area between his anus and genitals. Now she did, finding the circular spot easily. The skin there felt different; rough was a good way to describe it, and she ran her thumb over it.

  "Yes, there. Press in and massage that area," he said in a tone that was close to a needy demand.

  It pleased her that he was so close to losing control; she'd never seen him like that, but she was too interested in what it was he was having her do. Was it some secret sexual thing that would drive him crazy? If so, she was all invested in learning the trick, so she did what he said and began to massage the spot.

  She'd seen other alien races in vids, on the news. Some of them didn't come close to resembling humans, but the Sadecs did in most ways, so she'd never expected to find anything too drastically different from what she was used to in the bedroom. And her expectations had been on target, until now.

  When a second, slenderer phallus emerged beneath the first, she would have tumbled over backwards in surprise if he hadn't been holding tightly to her braid. "Tal! How…you have two!" she exclaimed.

  He laughed, looking extremely amused by her shock. "Yes, we have two," he said.

  "But I've never seen—you never showed—" she trailed off as she slowly reached out to touch it. It didn't feel any different from the other, although it wasn't nearly as thick, and the head was slightly more pointed.

  "It's for breeding. Only my mate can coax it out, after the ceremony is done. How else could she be sure that I saved my seed only for her? Of course, the gene banks make this superfluous now, but the body evolves slowly. The outer one is for pleasure; this one is only for mating," he explained.

  "But we're not compatible. Your sperm…seed, whatever, it won't get me pregnant," she protested in a slightly wistful tone, as if suddenly realizing that children wouldn't be possible.

  "Should you want my children, it can be easily arranged in the breeding center," he said, picking up on her thoughts. "But my body doesn't know we're not naturally compatible. It only knows that you are my mate and it's ready to seal our union as part of the mating ritual.

  "But how do you do it? They won't both fit inside of me," she protested weakly. A trickle of arousal tickled her inner thigh as she thought about him trying to fit both in her at once, but despite that, she knew it wasn't realistic. The breeding shaft might have been thinner but neither of them were small by any means.

  He laughed again and pulled her to her feet and up against his chest. One arm snaked around her and slapped her flank playfully. "I think," he whispered in her ear, "that if you count carefully you'll find you have two holes available."

  She gasped, and her cheeks flooded crimson. "Both? At once?" she asked, a little breathless and awkward with embarrassment.

  "Yes, both at once. I told you to prepare for a long night, girl. I plan to exhaust you," he warned her with a lecherous smirk.

  She sputtered, sounding flustered as she struggled to come up with words in the midst of her embarrassed excitement. She simply hadn't considered that was an option. She'd experienced so many things since she'd been on board, but double-penetration hadn't been one of them. Before she'd been sent off to be shared, he'd been training her slowly to accommodate penetration in her nether hole, stretching her with his fingers, and of course, that embarrassing plug that everyone had seen. Others had teased and prodded, poked and stretched her while she'd been bent over on display, but there hadn't been anything bigger than fingers from them.

  After being put on display and then sent off to be shared, that had changed. No part of her had been neglected, and that included having her tight little hole stretched and filled by one of the Sadec warriors. She hadn't expected to like it; there was something intrinsically dirty feeling about any kind of anal play, and she'd never experimented until she'd become a slave with no choice. So, she hadn't thought she'd enjoy it, but she did, and maybe it was because it felt so sinful.

  The feeling of being pounded from behind, of being filled there had inspired some primitive reactions that had made her blush to think about later. It hadn't felt the same as regular sex, but it was intense in its own way, and the power of the orgasm that had rolled over her had been surprising since she hadn't even realized women did climax from that, at least not without some added stimulation, and since she'd been thoroughly bound and unable to touch herself, there'd been none of that at the time.

  Clearly, she'd enjoyed it thoroughly, if the way her body was reacting to the idea of him stretching her in both holes was any indication. Her inner thighs were soaked with juices at the very thought of it and her heart was beating like a drum in her chest.

  "Oh—okay then," she said. She knew it was a lame response, but it was the best she could do.

  He laughed loudly as he scooped her up and carried her to the bedroom. He was still making sounds of amusement when he set her exactly where he wanted her—on her knees on top of the sleeping furs with him pressing down against her back and hips. Covering her body in a warm protective weight, he began to nibble on her shoulder. Those sharp teeth caused the smallest amount of pain, enough to have her squirming under him.

  As he reached under to fondle her breasts and tease the tight nipples with his thumb, his hard erection, the one she was used to, was perfectly positioned to rub against the slick flesh between her thighs, sliding right across the soaked lips of her sex. She pushed back, bowing her back and lifting her ass to spread her folds so she could get more friction across her clit, but he wasn't going to let her have her fun quite so quickly.

  After the way she'd teased him, he seemed determined to get his own back, and no matter how she squirmed and pressed, she could only get enough to make her more frustrated. "Please, Tal! Please, I need you inside of me," she begged.

  "Do you?" he asked.

  "Yes!" she replied immediately. She didn't even attempt to hide the whine in her tone.

  "In both holes?" he asked. His weight lifted from her back as he stood, adjusting himself behind her and arranging his shafts so she could feel both prodding her at once.

  She groaned. She should have known she'd pay for teasing him, but she'd so rarely had the chance to hold something over him, she hadn't been able to resist. He knew—how could he not—that she was still embarrassed by anal play, and as much as she wanted him to fill her completely, it was still hard to say it.

  "Tal, please!" drawing out his name as she moaned. He tried to encourage her by circling the puckered entrance with his larger erection.

  "Please what?" The clear amusement in his musical tones made her teeth clench.

  She took a deep breath and forced out the words he wanted to hear, "Please fill me with both—both at once, please, Tal," she
asked. Her face was hot with humiliation as she stumbled over the words

  There was a long silence, and she wondered if he was going to make her try again. She wasn't any good at the dirty talk or even at asking for things, and he'd made her practice on more than one occasion, but apparently, their mating night wouldn't be one of them.

  He stepped away from the bed for a moment, and she turned quickly to see what he was doing, relaxing when she saw him removing the oily gel they used for lube. He slathered it over the top erection, stroking the thick shaft as he returned to her, and she licked her lips nervously as she watched. He was so large, and the idea of that thrusting into her small, tight hole made her anxious.

  The other was thinner and would no doubt stretch her less. "If I turned over, you could use the smaller—" he interrupted her suggestion before she could finish and explained that it was considered taboo to use the breeding phallus in that way. She sighed. Of course, it was; that would be too easy.

  He patted her ass. "Be a good girl and stay still while I prepare you first so there's no pain," he said and then seemed to do everything he could to keep her from obeying. He tickled and teased between her thighs, stroking her clit and getting her all worked up before he finally spread her cheeks and began to push his finger slowly past the tight ring of muscle. First one, then two, and finally three fingers filled her, scissoring inside of her until he decided she was ready.

  She was well greased and loosened when he gave in to her needy whining and angled his double erections to begin to slide into her entrances at the same time. It didn't seem to be any trouble for him to manage the dual-entry, in fact, in this position, everything was perfectly aligned to allow him to penetrate her with ease, but she couldn't help tensing as the head of his thicker shaft started to push its way through the ring of muscle, ready to bury itself deep in her ass.

  She'd learned that, despite all rumor to the contrary, anal sex didn't hurt when properly prepared with plenty of slippery stuff to ease the way, but it seemed impossible to her that he could fill her so completely with both at once without pain. His normal organ was big enough to cause discomfort if she wasn't aroused, though, around him, that was almost never a problem. Adding a second hard phallus to that just seemed like it would be too much, and her muscles tightened in resistance.