It seemed to her only three men had bid. Against her better judgment, her vanity felt greatly offended. The smelly kidnapper handed her leash to a teen who lead her off the stage and down into a recess below where she found herself caged yet again.
“It’ll be okay, don’t worry. You weren’t bought by a pimp or a doctor.” When the teenage boy spoke to her in perfect English she gaped at him, astounded. He looked human, but he was working with the aliens. How could anyone on her planet help these monsters sell people from their same species, or any sentient being for that matter?
“How do you speak English? Are you human?”
“Of course I’m human. I was taken when I was seven. I’m eighteen now, I think. I’m lucky they haven’t used me for sex or anything, I’m lucky compared to a lot that come through here.”
“I’m so sorry, you must miss home. What’s your name?”
“Jerry Witker. I can’t remember home too much. I don’t even remember my mom’s face anymore.”
Madison tried not to cry. His story broke her heart. She feared being in the same position. Would she forget her family or what it was like to be free?
“Why should I be glad a doctor didn’t buy me? How do you know the buyer isn’t a pimp?”
“This isn’t like Earth. Human rights…aren’t something that exist here. You’re property, parts. Animal testing…you could be the animal. I’ve heard, seen terrible things.” He frowned then continued. She noticed he spoke with a bit of an accent, forming his sentences strangely. “We come here often. The man who bought you comes to the market for lunch every day. I’ve seen him watch, but I’ve never seen him buy before today. You are either a gift or a house slave. That’s the best you can hope for, so congratulations. It could be a lot worse.”
“Let me go, please, I don’t want to be a slave!”
“Where will you go? You don’t speak the language. There isn’t some embassy or humanitarian aid station for you. This is it, if you leave, much worse things will happen to you. I’m doing you a favor. Sorry, lady.”
Madison couldn’t even breathe, his words hit harder than a sucker punch. He’d laid out her fate in stark painful reality that she hoped somewhere inside she had the strength to survive. Aliens…aliens enslaved her. How could she possibly get home? She didn’t even know where in the universe she was, or which universe she was in. Tears chocked her as the realization she very likely would never see her parents again filled her mind. All she’d ever wanted was to dance, but she would trade every second of applause and fame for a ticket home.
“What’s that thing behind your ear?” Madison wondered what they’d done to Jerry.
“It’s a translator. I speak many languages because of this. It takes a lot of practice to use it right, but I’m glad I have it. Sucks not to be able to talk. It took them about six months to decide I was hardworking enough to be useful and spend the money getting me fitted.”
She waited in the quiet coolness below the stage, naked as Eve, for what seemed like hours. When Jerry returned, he brought a tall, thin alien with him. She was very pretty, and her air of confidence made it clear she wasn’t a slave. Jerry tugged on Madison’s leash, bringing her to the woman. Madison felt surprised. Had she been a gift to the woman? Was she the wife of the man who’d purchased her?
When the woman smiled down at her, darkness in those big lavender eyes caused a spike of fear to stab right though Madison’s stomach. It was a sexual look. Her situation seemed even more frightening and unsure. These people could do anything that they wanted with her, and no one would stop them. She’d no recourse, no rights, and still she didn’t feel like property. Her mind couldn’t accept this as her future. A promising future full of joy and talent awaited her at home.
The woman reached out to touch her hair, sliding it back so she could get a better view of Madison’s breasts, making Madison flinch. An angry tug at the leash was all the reminder she needed to stay focused. She was a long way from home, and she was a world away from true freedom. Determination to return home kept her from completely crumbling. She doubted she’d ever truly be free from the horror of this experience, but once she was on Earth she could at least begin to work through the wounds being kidnapped, then displayed naked to strangers, were leaving on her psyche.
The woman’s cold, small hand reached out and gently spun her around, slowly. Madison had never felt so dirty. The look on the woman’s face showed no compassion, only intense interest. Her dominating look of glee revealed that she was enjoying the power she held over Madison.
Jerry glanced over from where he stood working. Madison could see his fearful look. Was he afraid of this woman? She knew she’d have to be very cautious. Death or maiming wasn’t on her agenda for today. This young man had experience as a slave, and she’d be wise to respect his fear.
Strange words came out of the woman’s mouth, singsong and haunting. She’d no idea if it was a sentence or one word. When the alien looked annoyed, Madison glanced at Jerry, desperate for some help. The last thing she wanted was to anger her new mistress. When the woman looked at Jerry and spoke, his eyes widened. He looked at Madison and rushed away. Madison didn’t like his demeanor. Why couldn’t he just tell her what was going on? When he returned, he held a long thin metallic looking strip.
“Put your hands above your head, please.” He sounded sad.
She didn’t want to, but the look on the alien’s face told her she’d better do it. She felt the cool material, it reminded her of silk, clasping her wrists. He wrapped a belt of sorts around her waist, and she heard the click. When he pulled the metallic strip down her back and between her ass cheeks, she cried out. The woman made a sound as if she were amused. Madison tried not to scream as he pulled the metal tightly over her pussy and up to the top of the belt. He pulled it through a loop, and she glanced down, seeing it locked into place. Her breasts jutted out and she stood exposed, helpless to cover her nudity. Tears filled her eyes. Fighting the emotion, she refused to sob in front of the alien.
The woman watched Jerry and when she finally looked up at Madison’s face, she moved quickly to wipe at the tear that escaped down her check. She spoke briefly, just as unintelligible.
“She said not to look your masters in the eye and you’ve lovely tits.” Jerry blushed as he said the last bit.
Madison knew he hadn’t enjoyed her humiliation, but the alien clearly did. Pulling something from her pocket, she looked down at Madison’s face. Madison quickly averted her eyes. The woman made a sound in the back of her throat, and suddenly Madison felt her cold hands foundling her breasts. She closed her eyes and tried not to react. She felt a pinch on each nipple, which wasn’t really painful, just a discomfort, but it caused her to cry out. Looking down she saw the woman had attached a chain to her nipples, and she took the leash from around her neck and attach it to the chain. Unable to fathom the reality, Madison stared down in horror—the woman planned to lead her by her nipples.
When the alien tugged at the leash a spike of pleasure caused Madison’s pussy to tingle. A small cry of pleasure escaped her before could stop the sound. The alien’s head snapped in her direction. She looked down quickly. The sight of her own nipples stretched made her feel vulnerable. The alien tugged at the chain. Madison took a step, and the thin metal rubbed against her pussy and anus. Gasping, a moan escaped her and she wiggled her hips involuntarily, causing the metal to push harder against her clit.
Pulled along behind the alien woman, Madison kept her eyes down. She’d no idea how far they had to go, but she hoped it’d be a short walk. She felt mortified enough without coming for her captor. They stopped in front of a building with large open windows and waited quietly. Finally curiosity got the better of Madison, and she couldn’t help but glance in the window to see why they’d stopped.
The alien man who’d purchased her stared back, his expression scary intense. She was a stranger in a strange land, but the look in his eyes spoke a universal language, rage. What caused his a
nger? She quickly looked down, terrified she’d somehow caused all that rage. Would he beat her for looking into his unique purple eyes? These creatures were exotically beautiful, albeit cruel.
Feeling the quick tug, she knew it was time to start walking again. The woman seemed satisfied with herself. Her captor wore a mischievous smile. Madison had little time to ponder it as they rounded a corner and went up several exterior sets of stairs to an open-air dwelling. The buildings were made of a material that reminded her of adobe, but when she looked closely at a wall, it was synthetic. Every building seemed designed to let the warm breeze in. She wondered if they had bugs on this planet, if so critters would have easy access indoors.
The thought of alien spiders made her shudder. The woman looked down at her, Madison quickly looked away, and she could hear the soft chuckle of her captor. It seemed mirth was a universal sound. Anger over the woman enjoying her fear mingled with her curiosity about the house. This was very possibly going to be her new home until she could escape, and she wanted to know more about it. As she glanced around the room, it reminded her of a large studio apartment. Everything seemed to be in one large space, and yet, judging by the furniture, there appeared to be areas designated for eating, living, and sleeping. She was relieved to know that her alien captors needed to sleep, it would make escape that much easier. She was exhausted, and she wondered when it’d be night. The sun was still high in the sky.
When her bonds snapped apart, released, she sighed. The ridged position she’d been held in for so long caused her to feel sore. The woman laid the leash and belt aside. Slowly, she pulled the metal strip out from between Madison’s legs, causing her to gasp and moan involuntarily.
Soft lyrical noise flowed out of the female alien. Madison had no idea what to even call the species, but she liked their words. Alien-chick pulled Madison into the room and all but pushed her down to kneel on a large pillow. The woman knelt down too. She spoke some more, and Madison detected a distinct sorrow in her face and voice. Even without understanding the words, the emotion behind each sound was universal.
Reaching out, the woman touched Madison’s hair gently. Madison quickly looked away. The woman grabbed her shoulders, pulling her closer, so close they were almost touching. Madison felt terrified. The alien tilted her head up so she had no choice but to look into the big, smoky lavender eyes.
Unexpectedly, the woman leaned down and pulled Madison to her lips. Madison sat rigid with shock. She’d never been kissed by a girl before; her male kissing had been very limited too. The alien woman poured such emotion into the kiss Madison felt a helpless need to comfort her. Sorrow almost tasted like a flavor on the woman’s lips. She should hate her captor, but compassion filled her and she tried to be a comfort. Suddenly, the woman pushed her back, causing her much shorter, smaller body to tumble and slide into the hard wall.
“Ouch.”
More soft, musical words came from the alien; this time what appeared to be tears filled her eyes. Madison had no idea what was happening. It was so confusing, one minute the woman seemed desperate to kiss and the next she was angry. Madison had honestly felt aroused by the kiss, but mostly she’d wanted to comfort Alien-chick.
A loud slamming startled Madison, making her jump. With only a few long powerful strides, her buyer was in the room, pushing Alien-chick up against the wall. She cried out, and Madison scrambled back, unsure of what was happening. Quick angry words flowed between them reminding her of an unintelligible rock song. When he whirled, stalking angrily toward her, she crouched, terrified.
* * * *
“What gave you the right to abuse my property?” Jul demanded to know.
“I want her, Jul. I don’t care what you paid, I’ll triple it. You don’t need another house slave, and you’re too damn noble for a sex slave. I want her. I can mold her into the perfect sex slave. Their kind mate like animals, they don’t know the stages of pleasure like we do. She was so receptive to the strap…beautiful. I want to be the one to teach her how pain and humiliation can be a joyous pleasure. Jul, she’s a resonate. I didn’t think they existed, but I felt it.”
“You’re a fool. You’re feeling what you want to feel. She’s just a human slave. There’s only one way to be truly sure she’s a resonate, and if you did it I’ll kill you.”
“I didn’t drink from her.”
Jul turned to inspect the human’s naked body. Marks from the overly tight strap and nipple chain still marred her very pale flesh. The small human stood huddled and terrified. All humans were short and small, but this one was also painfully thin. Her limbs moved gracefully as she tried to cover her nudity from him. The perky, pointed breasts were beautiful, like soft small fruit, and he hungered to taste them. Pushing the thought away, he tilted her head from side to side. Grabbing her arm, he lifted it to inspect it as well. She wouldn’t look at him, cringing and shaking. The strap was seldom put on a novice sex slave and had clearly been a hardship for her. He’d no idea what kind of slave she would become, but he didn’t want her to feel afraid of him. Her fear only angered him more.
The sound of Rex entering caused him to turn. His friend’s cocky expression irritated him. “The way you ran out of the office I thought your home was on fire. So has it really been that long for you? It’s not good to let that kind of tension build up for such a long period, my friend.”
“You saw the stunt Raette pulled. I should have her beaten for damaging my property.”
“Ah, that would be a new one for you, Jul. Ordering a woman beaten is beneath you. The human looks fine. Rae didn’t take her virginity, did she?” He chuckled, but seeing Rae’s stricken look quickly ended his mirth. “What did you do to her?” There was no mistaking the edge of anger in his tone.
Raette spoke quickly. “Nothing, he won’t sell her. She’s a resonate, and he won’t sell her to me. She responded to me. I’ve never enjoyed such an intense kiss. I want her, Rex. I’ll see to her proper training. We can’t let that kind of potential go to waste.”
Rex looked over at his friend’s stern expression. “I’ll get you a human, Rae. This one is Jul’s. I shouldn’t have involved you. I’m sure he plans to put her on the next ship to Earth.”
“No, she’s mine.” Jul’s angry exclamation burst from his lips, making them all flinch.
Rex looked very surprised. “You’re keeping a sex slave?”
“No.”
“You can’t use a resonate as a house slave, it’s just so wrong.” Rex studied the human.
“I don’t believe she’s a resonate. I think Rae just wanted to feel something that wasn’t there. She’s pretty, and those big innocent scared eyes are very appealing. I think Raette needs a good fuck.”
Raette snorted. “Rex, we can’t let him waste a res.”
Rex nodded. “I’ll pay you a full year for her. Rae and I will go in together. You’ll never have such an offer again.”
It was very tempting, but when he looked at the girl, he couldn’t do it. He knew Raette enjoyed the pain stage of sex most. She had a fetish for slapping and pinching her lovers, that was why she had to go to the pleasure house catering to fetishes and couldn’t keep a lover in her bed. Something told him this girl was worth more than money.
“I’m taking her for a fitting tonight. Good night, and if I ever decide to sell her I’ll let you know.”
Raette actually had tears in her eyes as they left.
Jul wondered if it could be true, a real resonate in his bed was every Alburion man’s fantasy.
He whistled loudly and suddenly Uika and Bink were there. He knew they’d been watching the goings on this whole time, as slaves were keen to do. “This human is mine. Be kind and respectful to her. Uika, please find her something to wear.” Jul held out a generous amount of deni.
Uika had to grow larger to carry the money, and she transformed to full adult size. Her body was a pale blue and covered in a pattern of black spots. Her one large breast stood testimony to her womanhood. Clothing bespoke st
atus, but the little imp never wore any, however today she surprised him by pulling a tunic out from her sleeping place.
A bitterly dark expression passed over the little face before she rushed off to do his bidding. She returned so quickly he didn’t have time to ponder her reaction. Uika carried a beautiful tunic for the girl. Her taste was excellent. Jul handed it to the human. He wondered how she’d sound, speaking his language. Few other races could master it, but the few that did usual had remarkably beautiful voices. Only the finest of human singers could speak his language well.
He smiled down at her, she’d pulled on the clothing very quickly. After she had clothed herself, he immediately noticed that she stood taller and her features appeared less afraid. She still wouldn’t look him in the eye though. He gently took the human’s arm. She flinched, but relaxed when he didn’t hurt her.
“Come with me.” He spoke quietly, knowing even if she couldn’t understand the words, she could understand his tone. Just touching her arm caused his cock to harden. He knew he’d have her, but he didn’t want to rape her.
Jul took his communication stone from his pocket. Thinking about transportation immediately caused the stone to vibrate. “Location?” the random shuttle driver asked.
“North of the city, I need a translator.”
“Right away, sir.”
In moments, a shuttle arrived and Jul helped the timid human onto the hovering vehicle. It was clearly the first time the human had seen a hover shuttle.
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