Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Bonus: Preview of Her Cyborg Daddy
Additional Books in the Twenty-Fourth Century Daddies Series
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His Little Earthling
By
Katie Douglas
Copyright © 2017 by Stormy Night Publications and Katie Douglas
Copyright © 2017 by Stormy Night Publications and Katie Douglas
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Douglas, Katie
His Little Earthling
Cover Design by Korey Mae Johnson
Images by Period Images and 123RF/Tithi Luadthong
This book is intended for adults only. Spanking and other sexual activities represented in this book are fantasies only, intended for adults.
Prologue
When Sarah opened her eyes, everything looked different. She was in a dull room with gray-painted metal in every direction. Someone stood in front of her; their face was larger than her own, and their eyes were a pink blur. The taste of strawberries was still on her lips from the last dream and she longed for one more drink of her sippy cup. There was still a warmth in her sex that had begun in the sunlit field.
“…on Luna—Earth’s moon. Remember how you got here?” the face was asking. Sarah frowned and tried to shake her head but it felt like she was moving through treacle. She couldn’t focus properly, but she was sure the face was the same one from her last dream.
“Daddy?” The previous scene had been wonderful; she was still hopeful that this was one of those dreams where it was a continuation of the same story in a different location. The surroundings here were awful, but she was sure this wasn’t Langley, Virginia. That was where her bed was.
Maybe they could return to the last dream; the field with the dandelion clocks, near a rushing river, on a warm summer’s afternoon, where she had been eating marshmallows with a huge, handsome daddy who had also brought peanut butter cups and Twinkies, and there had been no salad and no calorie counting at all. When she remembered how loved and cared for she’d felt, she noticed an embarrassing wetness between her legs.
She’d been wearing one of those incredible dresses that only seemed to exist in anime shows and cosplay conventions. The dress had been white, and covered with delicate lace and oversized bows. In this dream, looking down was difficult, as her head didn’t want to move and her eyes kept refusing to focus; she was still wearing white, but this looked more like a hospital gown. She hoped he couldn’t see the little trickle of arousal that was making her panties damp. Would her daddy put her over his big knee and spank her if he knew how turned on she was?
She realized he was waiting for an answer to whatever he’d just said. Her eyes brought his face into focus. It belonged to a very tall man, whose eyes were pink, or else it was a convincing trick of the light. The man’s face was framed by an incredible cascade of natural-looking spun gold highlights over brown hair, and his broad shoulders and muscular arms were visible through his clear plastic spacesuit. With a rush of joy, she knew that while he looked slightly different to how he’d appeared in the dandelion field, it was definitely her daddy. Her heart leapt and she wanted to snuggle up with him like before.
“I’m Ralnar Rowardennan; I’m the lead archaeologist on an excavation here on Luna. Do you remember anything about how you got here?” Ralnar’s voice seemed to be coming from some sort of radio, and the words didn’t match the shapes that the face’s mouth was making. Nothing seemed to make sense; how had he forgotten her already?
“It’s me—Sarah! I was about to have some strawberry juice in my sippy cup, Daddy. I don’t really remember…” The room seemed to get darker, and she wanted him to hold her so she’d know that everything was okay. She was afraid that he didn’t remember her, and her heart ached with loss.
“I’m taking you back to my ship now, little one.” The man’s voice grew more distant and although Sarah was sad that her perfect daddy was going away, she was slightly relieved when the weird location morphed into a dream where she was helping an elderly Justin Bieber find his false teeth in her office at FarTech.
Chapter One
“She’s probably a vegetable. She might not even be able to metabolize things we take for granted; this isn’t what I agreed to help you with, Ral…” A woman’s voice drifted into Sarah’s dreams, and she opened her eyes.
This room was small; it had a smooth glassy ceiling and the walls seemed to be made of the same stuff. A woman stood nearby; she wore a lab coat and stethoscope. As the woman leaned forward, she went out of focus and Sarah looked elsewhere.
She jumped as she realized that the man from her dream was standing to one side of the room. He was dressed like an explorer, in khaki pants and jacket, both made of some lightweight material, and a sand-colored shirt. On his chiseled jaw, there was a little stubble.
“You!” He must have brought her here, and her brain must have latched onto his appearance and used it in her dreams. He was just as sexy in real life, but that didn’t mean he was a good person. She tried to point at him. “I can’t move! I can’t move!” She started to become frantic. Why was she here? What did these people want with her? Her wrist ached and there was a sharp pain in her forehead.
“Please try to calm down. You are not in any danger.” The female doctor picked up a small metal object. Sarah had worked with technology for almost ten years since college; she knew a medical device when she saw one.
“The fuck? Get that thing away from me! I’ll report you to the cops! You’re not getting my organs!” Sarah wanted to fight this woman but her arms and legs just wouldn’t work. These people must have sedated her or something. She didn’t even remember what she’d been doing before this.
“This normal, Doctor Tavia?” the man asked. Both voices seemed to be coming through a speaker, and Sarah remembered the same thing had happened in one of her dreams. Were they trying to disguise their voices? She panicked more as she realized they weren’t stopping her from seeing them. That surely meant they were assuming she’d never recognize them again.
“If you come near my fucking corneas I’ll… I’ll…” The vulgar words stuck in her throat before she finished the sentence. “I’ll vomit in your face!” That was probably all she could do in this position. She felt so helpless. How had these organ harvesters taken her?
“This reaction is not unheard of. No one has ever brought a complex organism back from such a long freeze. Her neural pathways might need time to normalize.”
The man turned to Sarah, and she saw sympathy in his eyes. Those pink eyes were mesmerizing. They didn’t look like colored contact len
ses; they had too much depth, but how were they possibly real?
“Shh, easy, little one. You’re safe here,” he told her. His tone was soothing, and Sarah wanted to trust him. She must have visibly relaxed somehow, because he added, “That’s right, no one’s going to harm you.”
The doctor pressed the metal device to Sarah’s head. To one side, something beeped. Sarah was terrified of losing consciousness again.
“What does that mean?” the man asked. Doctor Tavia glanced at the screen.
“It’s assessing her physical state and memories, Ral. No illnesses recorded. Some of her memories are blocked, but that’s quite normal for cryogenics. She has experienced thirty-one birthdays. She has two injuries: moderate contusion to her right wrist, and a laceration on her forehead. No concussion. She is currently under the influence of… of some sort of tranquilizer. But it’s a short-acting one, and it’s wearing off.”
Cryogenics? Sarah stopped trying to fight her captors in favor of listening to their conversation. She didn’t think it was possible to revive people from cryogenics. More to the point… when had she been cryogenically frozen? It didn’t make any sense.
“Earth cycles were a little shorter, so that makes her… twenty-eight in universal standard years,” the man called Ral calculated. He was so tall, and his eyes were so pink. Sarah knew he couldn’t be human.
“I’ve been abducted by aliens,” Sarah realized. “Let me go! I want to go home!”
“You need to stop fighting. It takes longer for the neural pathways to start working again if you keep fighting your brain. It has many tasks to do to get your body working after so long.” The doctor seemed bored. “I need to test her reflexes and ensure she’s not carrying any pathogens.”
“Is this really necessary?” Ral raised an eyebrow.
“Of course it’s necessary, Ral! We could be looking at a new epidemic.”
“There’s no disease that modern medicine doesn’t have a fix for.”
“Yes, but it could inconvenience the city for days, maybe even weeks, while we cured everyone! The alternative is to quarantine her for six months.” She held a long instrument that was the same width all the way down and had a rounded end. It glowed. Sarah stared at it, unsure what it was supposed to do, or why Ral seemed so against it.
“Fine, but I insist on doing this myself. I don’t trust your bedside manner,” Ral said. The doctor glared at him but conceded, and handed him the instrument. “Where’s your lubricant?”
The doctor gave him another stony glare.
“You don’t use any? Jeez, lady, what’s wrong with you? Fine, I’ll do this the old-fashioned way.” He turned to Sarah. “I deeply apologize for this, honey, but the good doctor won’t release you until we do this somewhat invasive examination, and she doesn’t have anything to make it more comfortable, so I’ll have to use your natural juices.”
Before Sarah could protest, Ral had put his hand to her sex and was gently caressing it through her panties. Embarrassed, Sarah had to stop herself from moaning in pleasure. His touch was unbelievably good, after so long without feeling another person, and Sarah felt herself instinctively opening for him. She forgot that the grumpy doctor was still in the room, as everything seemed to fade away except for the enormous man who was stroking her clit, sending thrills through her core.
“Her nipples are hardening. Arousal response seems unusually fast.” Doctor Tavia’s voice made Sarah flush with embarrassment.
“Pay no mind to her. Just focus on me.” Ral’s intense gaze made Sarah’s tummy do flip-flops as she concentrated on him. She tried to part her legs to give him better access but she couldn’t move, so she had to settle for remaining in place. Wetness flooded her panties, then she felt him slide them aside, never removing them, before he gently inserted the long, thin instrument into her pussy. It seemed to go very deeply inside her.
“Good girl, it will be over soon,” he said. Sarah was caught between feeling aroused and ashamed, and didn’t know how she was supposed to behave in this situation.
“Initializing the probe for a reflex test.” Doctor Tavia pressed some buttons on a computer, then the probe began vibrating inside Sarah’s pussy. She couldn’t help moaning this time, as Ral continued to caress her clit and the vibrations sent powerful waves of pleasure through her body.
Then Sarah realized what the reflex test was going to entail.
“Please, don’t make me do this here,” she said, her face flushing an even deeper red as she felt the pressure building inside her.
“It’s all right, little one, it’s supposed to happen.” When she looked down, she saw that he was straining against his pants, but he paid no mind to that.
“I can’t… I’m scared…” Sarah searched his eyes for reassurance. He gave her a comforting smile.
“You can’t resist it. The probe will find the exact level of stimulation to make you orgasm,” Doctor Tavia said briskly.
“See? Just let it out, then we can go.”
“I don’t wanna!” Sarah realized she was acting like a child but the pressure was unbearable and she was trying to stop herself coming with all her might. She didn’t want them to see her like this.
“Shh, it’s all right, little one, I’ll take good care of you, don’t worry. Just come for Daddy.” Ral’s words sent her over the edge and Sarah found herself biting back cries as a powerful orgasm tore through her body. The waves of pleasure seemed to last for ages, then, when it began to fade, the probe was removed and Doctor Tavia put the tip into a jar of fluid, which turned green.
“No venereal diseases.” The doctor sounded disappointed.
“Now let me go!” Sarah demanded, still embarrassed about what they’d just made her do.
“Ral, can I fully sedate her? I’ve stabilized her biological functions, it’s just her emotional state that’s unpredictable. I can’t do anything about that until her brain has fully restarted.”
Sarah threw a pleading glance at the pink-eyed man in the hope that he wouldn’t let this unkind doctor put her to sleep.
“I want her to stay awake.” He turned back to Sarah. “What year d’you remember?”
“Twenty-twenty,” Sarah said.
“The year is 2320. Welcome to the future, little one.”
“Why have I been abducted by aliens and taken to the future?” Sarah demanded.
“You’ll probably be pleased to know that you haven’t been abducted by aliens, or taken to the future; you were cryogenically frozen.” He smiled at her, and for some reason Sarah felt like she was safe around him. After all, in her dream, he had been her daddy. Her cheeks flushed again as she realized what he’d said to her when the probe was inside her. Come for Daddy. It didn’t seem like he was just saying that; it was more like he’d innately reacted to that part of her that had been acting like a child.
“You told me before that your name was Sarah. That right?” Sarah nodded. Had the last time she’d seen him been real, then? She colored red as she remembered calling him Daddy when she thought she was dreaming.
“I’m called Ral, as you might have guessed, since Doctor Tavia keeps calling me that, and I’m an astro-archaeologist, so I investigate sites like Luna, where I found you. I brought you straight here, to Minos Kerala, which is a city on a planet called Minos Kerala, in Andromeda. As you can tell, the Minos Keralans were very imaginative when they named everything.” He winked at her and she had to suppress a smile. “You’re here because I work in this city.”
“I’ve never even heard of this place. Why couldn’t you drop me off on Earth as you passed it? That’s where I was from. I don’t even know how I ended up on the moon!” Sarah frowned, trying to work it all out.
“You’re very lucky, little lady. At some point, someone must have decided it was cheaper or easier to store cryogenic units on Luna, and they moved a whole set of people there. None of those other storage units still had functional power; I think an asteroid had hit near the place where you were being kept. W
hen the Earth was destroyed, you survived.”
“What do you mean, the Earth was destroyed? I was there this morning! Or something…” Her brain caught up with the idea that her perception of time might be wrong.
“Someone invented a technology which made the surface of a planet so uninhabitable that no one ever lived there again. Someone else used it,” Ral said.
“Why would anyone do that?” Sarah didn’t understand what would drive anyone to destroy an entire planet, with people living on it.
“As a show of power. About fifty years ago, a mad emperor went on a rampage around the Milky Way, destroying all the known inhabited planets. Earth now looks like Venus, the planet next to it. Poisonous gas and molten lava everywhere. The only people left from Earth are those who weren’t on the planet at the time. There are lots of Earth descendants on Minos Kerala since it was colonized by Earth’s Homo sapiens—that’s your species. Around the rest of the galaxy, Earth humans are pretty rare.”
“But… they’re fixing it, right?” Sarah felt like she’d been standing on a chair to reach a high shelf, and now the chair had been kicked away. How was the Earth—the whole, entire Earth—gone? All of it? It wasn’t fair. Her eyes became wet as she tried to make sense of it.
Part of her didn’t want to believe it; her background thoughts tried to reason that perhaps this was all a test, like a psychological evaluation, and that everything he was saying was a lie. A couple of the VR companies were rumored to use immersive scenarios to test the caliber of potential employees. The rest of her knew it was true. Nobody went around telling people things like that unless they meant them, and somehow this man, Ral or whatever his name was, seemed trustworthy. He radiated control and honesty, and it seemed like he had rescued her. He hadn’t used that medical exam to take advantage of her, either, despite the fact he was clearly aroused by it. He hadn’t even taken her panties down, although it would have been entirely justifiable.
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