Sold To The Alien King

by Zara Zenia

  Betty smiled coyly. “Well, we can have a little bit of fun pretending, can’t we? I mean we are going to a party, right?”

  Barsork chuckled. “Oh, I plan to have plenty of fun,” he replied as they walked slowly along the path toward town.

  By the time they arrived at the party, the two were in high spirits and ready to let loose. The party for lack of a better word appeared to consist of at least two-dozen different species, each with their own cultures, foods, entertainment, and styles. At first the scene was almost overwhelming with its sense of chaos, but after a while Betty began to make sense out of the different harmonies.

  “This is so amazing,” she expressed as she was handed a very small piece of pink meat on a stick.

  “It’s called Yun,” Barsork said. “The Yun are indigenous only on one small island on the planet Trelia. The meat is very carefully processed and monitored so that the livelihoods of the animals never deviate. The small piece of Yun in your hand right now is three times the worth of your entire planet.”

  Betty’s eyes grew big and the small woman who had given her the stick smiled. Betty put the very small piece of meat in her mouth and instantly her body and mind exploded in the most glorious of feelings imaginable.

  If she were to take every incredible experience of her whole life and put them together, they would not equal the pleasure she received from that one small bite.

  When Betty had recovered at least some of her senses, she turned to the woman and bowed her head down to her waist. “Thank you for sharing such an amazing piece of your culture with me,” she said feeling that it was the right thing to do.

  The woman’s face beamed and she blinked several times. “You honor our people and the spirit of the Yun. May you always find home wherever you are.”

  When they had gone a few feet away, Barsork leaned down and kissed her tenderly on her cheek. “You have amazing instincts, my Betty. You just gave the highest respect to the cultivator. She is the overseer of the Yun. In return, she has offered you protection and sanctuary wherever your travels take you. Such an honor is rarely bestowed on even the greatest of leaders.”

  Betty was so overwhelmed that she didn’t know what to say. Throughout the evening, Betty became more and more amazed at the displays around them. Music filled the air, and although each culture and race brought their own style and instrumentation, the sounds together always seemed in harmony with one another.

  There was joy and happiness in every face and nowhere did Betty see signs of discrimination. At last she could stand it no longer and pulled Barsork to the side.

  “How is it that so many different planets can come together and yet no one is upset? There is no anger, no offense, no mistreatment. I don’t understand. Everyone seems to get along like they were the best of friends.”

  Barsork smiled down at her and took her hands in his own. “I have mislead you by painting you a perfect picture. It is true that here there are none of those divisions, but that is not always the case. Many peoples in the room today do not get along, some are even at war, but in this place and at this time there is peace. It is why I wanted to bring you here.”

  Betty shook her head not understanding. “Do you mean that everyone is pretending?”

  Barsork chuckled. “Exactly, but not as you think. This is a hollo party. Some people may appear exactly as they are, but most are disguised just as we are. If you did not know that I am who I am, how would you know that you hated me? How would you know that you loved me? Would you be able to tell friend from enemy?”

  Betty thought about what he said as she looked down at her own disguised body. Barsork saw her thoughts at work. “Do you see that group over to your right?” He indicated the twenty or more gathered people, all looking the same.

  “By sight, I would tell you that they are Win-hu. They are amongst the vilest traders in the galaxy and they will stop at nothing to make a deal. If I told you that one of them was human, could you pick out which one?”

  Betty scanned the crowd trying to pick out the human, feeling excited and confused at the same time, she had not expected any humans. Finally she shook her head unable to determine which was human.

  With a very serious expression Barsork leaned even closer and whispered into her ear. “What if I told you that they were all human?”

  Betty jumped and her eyes scanned once more. “How do you know?” she asked truly curious.

  Barsork shrugged his shoulders. “That is the point, Betty. You cannot tell the difference and neither can I, nor can anyone else here. The phase hollo's even projects thoughts, so that those with telepathic abilities cannot see the difference in the minds.

  “Now do you understand? How could there be hate when the person you are speaking to could be your mother, or your friend, or your lover?

  “This is the real reason I come to hollo parties. It isn’t just the freedom of truly being yourself, but also of knowing that everyone else is truly themselves as well.”

  Betty turned in a circle taking in the whole area. She felt her mind opening in ways she had only ever dreamed of. “I wish the world were always a hollo party,” she said wistfully. When she turned back around Barsork was staring at her, his eyes a shade of blue she had never seen before. “What is it? What’s wrong?” she asked feeling strangely exposed.

  Without explanation, he leaned in and kissed her passionately on her lips, his hands moving to the small of her back. When he finally released his lips from hers he was breathing heavily.

  ”What was that for?” Betty whispered breathless.

  Barsork pulled her gently behind him as he rushed through the house and into a back room she was fairly sure no one knew existed. Inside was something resembling a couch, a large cushion in the middle of the floor that looked like an Earth mattress, and a strange contraption made out of wood that reminded her of a sex swing she had seen on television.

  By the time the door clicked closed behind them Barsork had Betty on the strange looking mattress, his lips pressed tightly to hers. When they had made love the day before it had been passionate but controlled.

  This was something completely uncontrolled. This was sex and love and passion rolled up into motions that held no restraints. If all the worlds in all the universes came crashing down around them they would not have noticed.

  Barsork’s fingers played rhythms on Betty’s clitoris that had her body writhing and convulsing in orgasm after orgasm. Apparently when the hollo phaser's changed a person, they changed everything. The sensations she felt were unlike anything she could experience as a human.

  Before long, her howls could be heard, she was sure through the entire facility, but she didn’t care. She pressed one of her super large breast inside Barsork's lips and he teased her by pulling her erect nipple through his teeth.

  Barsork had also taken on the shape of his alien form and at eight and a half feet tall and with a body like a brick house, his cock rose throbbing in the air like a missile ready for takeoff. The pre-cum on the tip of his penis was the amount of a full load of human semen.

  Betty felt something inside her unleash and she let out a loud wail as she used her superior strength to push Barsork underneath of her. Before he could protest, her lips had found their place around his rock hard cock and her mouth moved in perfect swirling motions up and down all fourteen inches of him.

  With each intense movement of her mouth she gently pulsated his grapefruit sized balls in the palm of her hand.

  Barsork’s groans filled her ears with joy and she sucked him harder and harder until with a loud guttural howl he spewed himself into her mouth. In the heat of passion and her intense feelings of desire she swallowed his sweet cum in two large gulps, feeling the smoothness of him as he flowed down her throat to coat her stomach.

  Betty had never felt such wholeness in all her life, but she suddenly knew she needed more. As if reading her mind, Barsork in his alien form, growled loudly and turned her over on her hands and knees. With seemingly
endless stamina, he slid his massiveness into her slippery gaping hole.

  Betty gasped loudly as he thrust over and over again, his size nearly ripping her in two, and yet she found herself screaming for him to go harder and deeper. Whether from the species she was inhabiting at the moment or her own joyous human body, Betty felt herself spew orgasmic juices all over the mattress.

  There was no way to know how long they stayed in that room bringing each other to heights unimagined. Betty lost track of how many times she swallowed his juices, or how many times she felt herself orgasm against Barsork’s tongue.

  She vaguely remembered being on top of him and riding his cock until they both screamed with release. She was certain that he had done things to her she never would have imagined letting someone do to her, but she had wanted every second of it. In fact she had needed every second of it, like she needed air to breath.

  When at long last they had expended their sexual energy, they lay wrapped up together in each other’s arms, wet from sweat and cum.

  “I don’t know whose house this is, but I’m pretty sure we ruined their mattress.” Betty laughed breathlessly.

  Barsork chuckled softly. “Actually the mattress is that wooden thing in the corner. We just ruined their dining room table.”

  For a split second Betty felt somewhat ashamed, but then she burst out in laughter. “I guess there’s no way to sneak out of here is there?” she asked pointedly.

  “No. I wouldn’t worry about it though, to most species, sex is considered the highest form of love and devotion. They are probably celebrating our union out there.”

  Betty rolled over and straddled Barsork her hips pressed against him. “Before you brought me in here, you looked at me in a way I’ve never seen from you before. Explain.”

  Barsork sat up and wrapped his arms around her waist. “When I was very young and very idealistic, my mother took me to a hollo party. I mostly wandered around looking at all the different peoples and thinking how special I was to get to see such a thing.

  “I remembered thinking that the world would be so much better if everything was a hollo party. When I got home, I told my father and my brother how I felt.

  “It was the last time I ever saw my mother. After that I was sent to a training camp on Kri IV until I was old enough to choose my own training. That was when I came here to train with Ven.

  “All my life I felt like somewhere in the world there had to be someone who felt like me, someone who saw the world in the same way as me. When I saw what my brother was doing to the auction house it made me sick, but eventually I started to believe that maybe he was right. Maybe I was the one whose thinking was messed up.

  “Then you come along out of the blue and make everything I always thought make sense again. Betty, the words you said tonight are the very words I’ve spoken in my heart when no one else was listening. This is the world I have dreamed of, and the world I had given up hope of ever seeing.

  “You have brought hope back into my life, and reminded me of what I believe in, and why I have chosen to fight. I believe that my people and my planet can find a better way.”

  Betty looked Barsork deeply in his eyes as a tear fell down her cheek. “Barsork, is it possible for a human to bond with a Xicret?”

  He looked at her for a long moment. “Yes. I think it’s possible,” he answered as he wiped the stray tear from her cheek.

  Betty smiled through her tears. “I think so too.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Betty

  Betty awoke the next morning in her own body and felt glad. Even though she had enjoyed the experience of being someone else for the day, she was glad to be human again. Barsork lay beside her still asleep and she leaned over gently kissing his cheek before crawling out of bed.

  She could not believe how much her life had changed in such a short amount of time. A time was going to come very soon when hard choices would have to be made and Betty had no idea what she was going to do.

  She loved Barsork. That much she was sure of now. She did truly feel bonded to him in a way that she could never begin to understand. It was more than just because he was her first. It felt like there was a life line between the two of them now that could never be broken no matter the distance.

  She also knew that she would have to find her way back to Earth. There were things happening there that needed to change. Not just about the abducted women, but about the world. It was impossible for her to see life outside of Earth’s bubble and not want to change her own planet for the better.

  Even though there were bad things out here too, there was also a lot of good, and she wanted the human race to be a part of it all. Maybe if her world could see that there was more to life, they could evolve and become more than what they were.

  Betty went into the small room they used as a kitchen and began making breakfast. For the last several days, Barsork had been the first one awake and had cooked. Today she wanted to surprise him with her own culinary skills.

  At first things seemed to be going along quite well. She managed to peel and slice some fruit although most of the fruits she had never seen before and wasn’t sure how they were to be eaten.

  After that she saw what appeared to be eggs, but when she attempted to scramble them they became a gelatinous pink substance that smelled of fish.

  After the egg disaster, Betty attempted to try her hand at making some pancakes, but once again the strange ingredients threw a wrench in her cooking. She mixed in what she thought was flour for pancake batter, but as soon as the mix hit the pan, a large powder filled bubble began to expand outwards from the pan.

  Betty looked on in horror as the ever expanding bubble finally reached its maximum height and exploded. The loud pop made her scream and the entire kitchen, including herself, was covered from floor to ceiling in a sticky, powdery goo.

  It was at that precise moment that Barsork decided to stick his head into the room and Betty immediately burst into tears. He rushed to her and looked her over making sure she hadn’t sustained any injuries and then despite her appearance he wrapped her in a hug.

  “I take it you were trying to make breakfast,” he said softly not wanting to upset her any more.

  Betty burst into a fresh round of tears as she nodded her head. “I just wanted you to wake up to a nice meal,” she stammered into his chest.

  After several minutes of Barsork assuring her that she had not done any permanent damage she at last began to calm down.

  “Betty, I was really hoping to take you to the market this morning. I thought breakfast on the town might be nice. How about if you go get cleaned up and I’ll take care of the kitchen? Then we can go for a nice walk and get some fresh fruit.”

  Betty nodded and wiped the tears from her eyes and then quickly made her way to the shower. Thankfully she had already been shown how to work that machine and she had no problems getting herself cleaned off.

  By the time she stepped out of the shower naked, Barsork had not only cleaned up the entire kitchen, but had also managed to make them each a cup of Bentier. He smiled at her warmly. “You are so beautiful that every time I see you, my breath is taken from me,” he said handing her the cup.

  Betty smiled tenderly. “I am so sorry I ruined breakfast. I wanted so badly to cook for you and I just ruined the whole thing.”

  Barsork slid closer and ran his free hand along her chin. “You are here, and I am here. I am happy, and I have hope for the future. I do not care about breakfast. You should not care about breakfast if you are happy and have hope for the future.”

  Betty couldn’t hold back her smile and the small silvery peel of laughter that came from her lips. She carefully set her Bentier on the small table and slid both her arms around Barsork's neck. Without a word she kissed him firmly and passionately, taking his breath away yet again.

  When she finally pulled away she looked into his eyes mischievously. “So where is this market? I’m hungry.”

  Barsork shook his head
trying to clear away the effects of her kiss. He looked down feeling the heat rise in his cheeks.

  “Uh, I think you will need to give me a few minutes.”

  Betty followed his eyes and saw the rise in his pants. “Maybe breakfast can wait a few minutes,” she teased.

  An hour later the two walked hand in hand down a stone pathway from their hideout. They had heard nothing for days about the hunters and could only assume that they would soon give up the chase and move on to another location.

  Even so, they both decided to go disguised and had used the phase hollo's once more. This time they went as less exotic creatures and decided to simply blend with the locals. The market was full of people moving from stand to stand, laughing and joking as they sampled.

  The whole scene reminded Betty of a farmers market on Earth, only here there was no use of money.

  “How do they sell without money? Eventually wouldn’t they run out? How do they provide for themselves or for their families?” Betty asked curiously.

  Barsork did his best to explain. “Each planet is different, some use currency of some kind, others barter or trade for what they want. Here the government provides for any and all who live here.

  “The Azu-Ban race strive to help and heal others whether in body soul or spirit. Therefore, each is granted an allotment from the governing body based on individual specialties.”

  Betty shook her head not understanding. “I don’t get it.”

  Barsork walked up to a vender smiling. “Would the lady care for a hair-piece today?” Immediately the vendor’s hands moved in a series of motions too quick for Betty to follow. In only a few short moments he had produced the most elegant and beautiful hair-piece she had ever seen.

  A long glass tube that shimmered with hues of pink and purple and blue curled upwards and expanded outward into wispy strands until the small airy hues melded together again into a perfect sphere of Earth.