She glanced up at him. “Should I stop?”
His answer came so fast she jumped. “No!” Then his eyes opened and he gazed up at her with a pleading look. “I might actually die if you stop touching me.”
Natalie swelled with pleasure and pride. This was her moment to shine. This was the moment when all her training with Fo would pay off. She went down on her knees and took that tender cock between her lips. She licked its head and kissed and sucked it. She hummed it a lullaby until Kyan puffed and gasped in agony.
She let his cock pop out of her mouth and stepped back to examine him. He leaned back in the chair with sweat pouring down his face. His chest heaved, and he strained against his shackles. “Don’t stop. Please don't stop.”
His powerful form thrilled her, and his flesh intoxicated her until she squirmed in anticipation. He was all hers. Nothing could stop her from taking him the way she wanted to.
Natalie ran her hand down the row of clasps on her jump suit. She stretched it over her shoulders and dropped it on the ground next to Kyan's uniform. He stared at her in silence, and all of a sudden, Natalie cringed in shame. What was she thinking? He wouldn't want a used-up old hag like her. He might be willing to fuck her for the fun of it at the gathering, but he wouldn't want anything to do with the same skank every other male in the galaxy had a poke at.
Then his voice rasped out of his tortured lungs. “So beautiful. So pale and flawless. How did you ever get so beautiful?”
Natalie burst out laughing and crying at the same moment. He wanted her. He thought she was beautiful and strong and kind-hearted. She couldn't resist him any longer. She threw her leg over him and lowered herself onto his stiff cock. She nuzzled its fevered head into her moist slit and rocked there for a fleeting moment. Then she plunged its fiery length into the depths of her being.
Kyan bellowed in passionate frenzy. Natalie rode him like she’d never rode before. She kicked at the chair to send him galloping faster, and he bucked and reared under her to drive his lance into her guts. Natalie gripped the flesh of his chest in both her fists and hurled her crotch against his body.
“Touch me!” she screamed. “Hold me. Touch me.” She screamed the words, even knowing it was useless. He couldn’t undo the cable tying him to the chair.
Kyan raged against her in a torment of passion and ecstasy. His cock pulsed inside her, and her juices gushed against its hot ridges. All at once, he choked out something she didn’t understand, and the shackles popped open.
Natalie stared in blank incomprehension, but Kyan pulled free of the cable and wrapped his arms around her. He hugged her against his body with his cock still buried inside her. He launched himself out of the chair and carried her to the bedroom.
Chapter 10
Natalie stood naked in front of the transport console. She stiffened when Kyan entered the cargo bay with his mask on. He wasn’t wearing his uniform anymore, either. He wore plain clothes. This was no pleasure excursion they were going on. This was serious business. He scrutinized her from head to toe and nodded. “Good.”
He keyed in their transport sequence. “Are you ready?”
Natalie nodded. He led the way to the platform high above the cargo floor. The space vehicles and cargo supplies lined the room below them. She might never see this ship again.
In an instant, Kyan whipped off his mask and seized her around the waist. He pulled her against him, and his lips crushed hers in a passionate kiss. Natalie caught her breath, and when he let her go, she stared up into his eyes. She had to strain to hear his hoarse whisper. “I swear to you, whatever happens down there, you will not feel a moment’s pain.”
She didn’t answer, but gave him a long, lingering kiss. She knew better than to believe a promise like that. These gatherings didn’t work that way. But she carried the memory of their one night together. Whatever happened down there, that memory would sustain her. It would sustain her for the rest of her life. One night was enough.
He released her and stepped onto the transport platform. He took something out of his pocket, and Natalie waited for the explosion of the transport wave. But Kyan didn’t activate the transporter. He slipped something around her neck and fastened it into place.
Natalie quivered in excitement and dread. He clipped a leash to the collar and tugged it taut. “You walk two steps behind me at all times. Do you understand?”
She gasped at his tone. He wasn’t her tender lover anymore. He was her master, and she was his eternal slave. Her vulva burst open in a rush of desire, and she nodded. Her nipples tightened, and her chest heaved toward him. He scanned her up and down one more time. Then he let out his breath and activated the transport wave.
The concussion almost knocked Natalie over, but the restriction around her neck and a cruel yank on her leash snapped her upright again. She followed Kyan into an ornate hall with windows stretching up to the sky. Aliens of every variety crowded the hall. The slaves wore control collars and ankle cuffs, and the masters carried whips and leashes and control devices in their hands and dangling from their waists.
Glasses tinkled, and servants carried trays of food through the crowd. Here and there, couples bent over chairs and couches in locked passion. Screams and sighs and cheers and moans echoed up to the ceiling. Natalie struggled to keep up with Kyan, and when the surroundings distracted her, he yanked on her leash to remind her of her duty.
He strode to the middle of the hall and threw himself down on a plush chair. Other alien masters lounged nearby with their slaves at their sides. Kyan dragged her down by the leash. “Sit down, slave.”
Natalie curled her legs under her on the floor at his feet and finally got a chance to look around her. He snapped his fingers at one of the servants, who brought him a tray of food and a glass of something to drink.
“Where did you get your Earthling?” one of the other masters asked. He was another Eqel. A Corellian slave cowered at his feet. She kept her face hidden in the side of his pants.
Kyan shrugged. “I stole her from a Toom. I took a fancy to her at the last gathering, and when the Surveyors raided the place, I saw my chance to take her for myself without paying a cent. I pretended to be a Surveyor, and I shot the Toom and ran off with her.”
The other masters in the circle laughed. He rumpled her hair. “She's a prize, isn't she? She's very well trained, too. Most don't respond well to the alterations, but this one turned out very well. I’m pleased with her performance.”
“You will have to give us a demonstration of her abilities,” the Eqel replied. “I hear these Earthlings are the best available.”
“They are.” Kyan ran his hand down Natalie’s back.
“I’ve never seen one in the flesh before,” the Eqel told him. “I’ve seen holograms, but never a living one. I hear they’re very rare.”
“Very rare,” Kyan agreed. “And very expensive.”
“How much will you take for her?” the Eqel asked. “Name your price.”
Kyan shifted in his seat. Natalie stiffened, but she couldn’t show any emotion. “She’s not for sale.”
“Come now,” the Eqel shot back. “Everyone has a price. What will you take for her? A million? Ten million? Name it, and it’s yours. I’ve never had an Earthling before, and I want one for my collection.”
Kyan chuckled. Natalie shuddered. “I told you she isn’t for sale. I’m enjoying her too much myself right now. Maybe when I tire of her, I’ll want to sell her, but not now.”
Another guest spoke up, and the sound set Natalie’s hair on end. “She’s very nice, but as you can see, I have an Earthling of my own.”
Natalie’s head shot up, and she gasped when she saw the guest who spoke. She was right when she thought she recognized that voice. There, sitting on the other side of the circle from Kyan, was her old master Te. His sharp eyes pierced her soul.
He set aside the little box in his hands and turned to one side, and Natalie’s heart almost stopped a second time. Sitting on the floor at
Te’s feet, tethered to the leg of his chair by a leash attached to a collar around her neck, was Tina.
Natalie’s heart thundered in her chest. Fo and his crew must have had Tina and the others on board their ship all along. What if they managed to alter the others as well as Natalie, and they sold each of them at different times, unbeknownst to each other? To think Tina, Amber, and Melanie could have been resting in their regeneration beds while Natalie performed at the gatherings, and Natalie slept while they performed somewhere else.
Then again, maybe Fo and his crew knew something she didn’t about the regeneration bed. Maybe the regeneration energy only worked for a limited time. Maybe they kept her friends in suspension while they sold Natalie all around the galaxy. Maybe they planned to bring the others out once Natalie no longer served their purposes.
A thousand possibilities jostled for her attention, but she couldn’t think about that now. She had to pay attention to the present. Here was Tina, her long lost friend right in front of her. She didn’t look too bad. Her mouth pouted open, and she gazed up at Te with that same hungry look Natalie often gave him when he owned her.
Te snapped his fingers, and Tina rose to her feet. Te guided her by her collar around in front of him and sat her on his lap facing the circle of aliens around him. The others called out encouragement, and Te bared his teeth in demonic delight.
Tina ran her eyes around the circle of spectators, and her gaze lingered on Natalie’s face. How could Natalie signal Tina she was here to rescue her, to free her from this slavery? At least Tina was enjoying herself. She couldn’t have survived the alterations if she didn’t. The regeneration beds accomplished that much, at least. She could go on like this forever, enjoying every minute of it. Not even the knowledge that she was a slave bothered her.
How well Natalie herself understood Tina’s situation. She almost regretted taking her away from it to the cold harsh reality of life on board the Mixtidelin. At least Natalie had Kyan to go back to. What did Tina have to look forward to in a life of freedom?
Te grabbed Tina by the hips and ground her against his body. Tina moaned in ecstasy. Across the circle, Natalie noticed the slick of wet jiz running down Tina’s thighs and soaking into Te’s robe. Natalie’s cunt tingled with anticipation and desire. If only she could ride a hard cock right now, too. If only Kyan would finger her right now and feel the molten lava dripping from her crack.
Te said something Natalie didn’t hear, and Tina cupped both her bare breasts in her hands. She jostled her breasts and twisted her own nipples. She threw back her head, closed her eyes, and whined. The Eqel master, the one who told Kyan to name his price, rounded on Te. “How much for a taste of her while you give her the royal treatment?”
Te snorted. He gasped for breath between knocking his pelvis against Tina. “You offered a million for the other one. I’ll take that now.”
The Eqel pulled a small metal square out of his shirt sleeve and tossed it to Te. Te caught it, and in a flash, it disappeared into the folds of his robe. The Eqel pushed his slave aside and dropped to his knees in front of Tina. He dove into her cunt face first, and his narrow head nestled between her legs.
Te threw his robe open, and his cocks snaked out. He took hold of Tina’s elbows and bent her backwards at the same time that he yanked her back against his cocks. Like lightning, the cocks burrowed into Tina’s body, and he pushed her down hard on his penetrating barbs.
Tina’s screams echoed through the hall, but jeers and shouts from the onlookers drowned her out. The Eqel clamped his fists around her milky white thighs and devoured her slippery cunt. Te held her arms back and pumped her full of his cruel meat, and she yelped and howled in sheer delight.
Natalie couldn’t hold herself still. She slipped around in front of Kyan and straddled his foot. She rubbed her own juicy slit against the toe of his boot and licked the smooth leather covering his knee. He glanced back and forth between her pleading eyes and Tina. His breath rasped in and out of his mouth behind his mask.
“Who’s your master?” he growled.
“You are,” Natalie replied. “You’re my master.”
“Who’s my slave?” he asked.
“I am,” she replied. “I’m your bitch and your slave. I'm your horny little bitch. I bend over for your hard cock.”
“I’m gonna fuck you. Is that what you want? Do you want me to fuck you right here in front of everybody?”
She beat her clitoris harder against his boot. “Make me your bitch. Fuck me now. I don’t care who sees. Make me your slave. Spank me hard and nail me with your cock.”
“You want it so bad, you filthy little slut?” he grumbled. “Is that what you want? Do you want to bend over and take it? Is that what you want?”
Natalie moaned in response. “Fuck me. God, fuck me. I can’t take it anymore. I’m a filthy slut, and I want to fuck. I want your rock hard cock inside me. Give it to me now.”
He chuckled again, but he didn’t grab her and bend her over the way she begged him to. He flipped open his fly and his massive cock tumbled out. Natalie eyed it with ravenous desire. He waved it in her face, and every time he moved did, it grew and pulsed with hot blood. “Is this what you want, you sweet little slut? Do you want my hard cock? I’ll give it to you so hard you scream for it. Is that what you want?”
Natalie crushed her throbbing clitoris against his boot. Her own juices moistened it. She would come if she kept this up. “I want it hard. I want to suck you and fuck you and be your filthy bitch. God, you make so hot and wet. Give it to me now. I want it.” She made a bite at it, but he pulled it away from her just in time.
“Oh, no, you don’t,” he warned. “Don’t you dare do anything until I tell you to. You know better than that. I’ll have to punish you for that.”
He dragged her to her feet by her collar, but as soon as she stood up, he knocked her over his knee so her head hung down to the floor. Before she could react, his big hand came down flat on her bare ass. “Bad girl. You bad girl. I’ll nail you for that. Bad girl.”
He accompanied every word with a sharp slap on her smooth white skin until the marks showed up bright and red. Natalie screamed at every slap, but that only encouraged him. “You slut! You bitch! Bad girl. You’re a horny bitch, aren’t you? Say you are.”
She would have said and done anything he told her to. “I’m a filthy bitch,” she shrieked. “I’m your bitch. I’m your slave.”
“Say ‘Fuck me’,” he commanded. “Beg me to fuck you hard and deep. Beg for it, you filthy little slut.”
“Fuck me!” she cried. “Dear God, fuck me ‘til I come. You know I’m your filthy bitch slut. Fuck me with your rock hard cock.”
Maybe his hand got tired. He stopped spanking her and thrust his thick finger into her dripping slit. He slid it in and out, in and out. Natalie tossed and struggled, but he held her down with his other hand between her shoulders.
“Let me hear you moan, baby,” he growled. “Let me hear you moan for it. Do you like that? Do you want that? Oh, God, you’re so hot I can hardly stand it. I'm gonna fuck you so hard. You want it hard, don't you?”
“Fuck me!” Natalie whined. “Oh, God, I want your cock. Oh, yes! Yes! I want it. Don’t stop. Oh, God, you make me so hot. Oh, I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come right now.”
He pulled his finger out of her. “No, you don’t. You don't come until I say so. Do you hear me?”
She gasped and cried, but he wouldn’t touch her again. He pushed her back down to the floor with a jerk, but she saw the bright jiz leaking out of the end of his cock. He must be close to coming, too. He wouldn’t hold back much longer.
He pointed his cock in her face. “Suck it, slave.”
Natalie licked the jizz off the end of it, and the salty taste drove her wild. She swallowed the knobby mass and pumped it in and out of her mouth. Kyan leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. He threaded his fingers through her hair and shoved her down onto his cock. “That’s it. Suck it right, girl
. God damn, suck it, you slut. That’s good. That is so good. Yeah, yeah.”
Natalie let the hard shaft bang into the back of her throat. How she loved that quivering cock! She rode the toe of his boot and whined in delight. He gripped the sides of her head so hard it hurt, but she only sucked him harder. Kyan grumbled in passionate anticipation. He would fuck her soon, and they would come together.
All of a sudden, Te’s voice rose above the hoots and screams behind her. “She’s mine. You stole her from me.”
Chapter 11
Kyan’s eyes snapped open, and Natalie missed a beat.
“She’s mine,” Te repeated. “Don’t think I didn’t see you at the last gathering. You shot my captain and stole our slave. She’s mine by rights.”
Natalie couldn’t stop herself from looking back over her shoulder. Kyan’s cock fell out of her mouth, but he was too surprised by Te’s outburst to notice. “What are you talking about?”
On the other side of the circle, Te pushed Tina off him and leapt to his feet. “She’s mine. Give her back to me. If you don’t, I’ll take her back by force.”
Kyan launched himself out of his chair and knocked Natalie off her feet. He roared at Te. “If you think you’ve got what it takes to take her by force, let’s see you do it. Come on! Give it your best shot.”
Te glared up at him. Kyan towered over him by a mile, and his bulky shoulders dwarfed the little Toom. Te didn’t move a muscle, but his eyes burned in rage. Kyan threw back his head and laughed in Te’s face. “I thought so. You think she’s yours? Watch this. I’ll show you who’s slave she really is.”
He spun around and grabbed Natalie by the hand. He flipped her around in front of him and laid one big hand against her stomach. With the other, he pushed her over so her firm ass bumped against his crotch. A low growl rumbled out of his throat, and his already raging cock stiffened against her ass.
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