by K. D. Jones
He dropped the note, leaving his quarters. The observatory was a circular room on the other end of the ship where half the wall was made out of curved glass-like material that was see-thru. The crew and passengers used this room to look out into space unobstructed, which was why they called it the observatory. The clear wall was curved left to right and from the bottom of the floor up to the ceiling. It protruded a little from the side of the ship so when you looked up or down, you saw nothing but open space and stars. He wondered why she wanted to meet there.
*****
Emily paced the observatory, feeling anxious and nervous. She had wanted to find them a place they had yet to spend time in, somewhere romantic. If they been back on the previous outpost, she would have taken him back up to the hilltop where they had first made love.
She had gone to the observatory once before with her friends from the bar for a break. She thought it was unique how the walls, floor, and ceiling were completely see-thru and overlooked outer space. She looked down and saw a planet they were passing by. The view was very romantic and that was the atmosphere she was going for. She heard the door whoosh open and turned around. Zor stood at the entrance, regarding her with curiosity and concern.
“Are you okay? You left work early and I was worried that you might be sick.”
She smiled as she approached him. She had on a red robe that came down to her knees. She fidgeted with belt. “I’m fine. I just wanted to do something nice for you for a change.”
Zor looked around the room as he entered. No one else was there, it was only the two of them. He noted a blanket spread out on the glass floor with a basket sitting on top. “We’re having a picnic here?”
“Yes. It’s romantic.” She walked past him and set the lock code to the door. She had to bribe one of the crew to show her how to do it. The crewman wanted her to put in a good word with Talia in hopes of getting her to agree to go on a date with him.
Talia was a hard one to get close to and she was extremely hard on the men she dated. Emily often tried to get her to talk about herself. She had opened up a little once, telling Emily about a boyfriend she had when she was just a teenager. He had convinced Talia to leave home when she was only sixteen-years-old. When Emily tried to get her to say more about it, Talia closed up about the whole thing. She worried about Talia and would continue to try to get her friend to open up, but tonight was all about her and Zor.
Zor watched her as she locked the door, dimmed the lights lower, and headed around the room slowly. She stopped at the furthest point out and turned his way.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“You have given me such a beautiful picnic on the grassy hilltop under the bright blue sky. I want to give you something more, I want to give you the stars.” She unhooked the belt of the robe and wiggled her arms until the robe slid off, revealing what she was wearing beneath.
Zor’s breath caught at the sight of her before him. She wore a traditional Aquadratic female mating outfit. It was a black bustier with lace cups, holding up her breasts, which were clearly visible through the material. It was strapless and it cinched at her tiny waist. Lacey material also covered her mound. She wore no shoes as was custom on his home world. She was hoping she did everything right, she was told this was the way the Aquadratic women showed their men they accepted that they belonged to them. She wanted to do that with Zor. She wanted him to know she accepted that she belonged to him. She felt she did to her very soul.
Emily waited for him to say something or to even approach, but he remained glued to the spot looking at her up and down. She looked down and noticed he was fully aroused so some of her nervousness faded away. She just needed to get them both moving.
She walked up to him feeling more confident with each step. His eyes had glazed over with desire. It gave her a boost in bravery. She stopped within an arm’s reach from him.
“Emily,” his voice croaked. His desire and emotions were raging and he was struggling to keep them in control so he didn’t scare her off. She had never really taken the initiative before and this was turning him on big time.
She started to unhook his shirt buttons. She pushed the material away from his body, trailing her fingers along his skin. Goose bumps spread across his body and she smiled. She had no idea Aquadratics could get goose bumps too. He seemed more sensitive to her touch as well. Human males didn’t shudder when their nipples were teased. It wasn't an erogenous zone for them. However, Zor shook immediately when she scraped her nails over top of his extended tips. She couldn’t resist leaning forward and taking a nipple into her mouth.
“Oh yeah,” Zor moaned with his approval.
She lavished him with her tongue while trailing her hands down to the waist of his pants. She deftly unsnapped his buttons, pushing the material down a little bit. He popped from them unencumbered. She released his nipple and kissed her way down his chest, across his well-defined abs, and finally stopped as her face brushed against his manhood.
Emily went down to her knees and helped him remove his boots. She tossed them to the side, then she finished removing his pants. She looked up at him with hooded eyes. He was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. She didn’t care that he wasn’t human, all that mattered was that he was hers.
“You don’t know what you do to me,” Zor mumbled with a sexy voice, staring down at her. It was an odd and thrilling experience to see her on her knees with the stars all around them.
“The same thing you do to me,” she replied. Then she took him into her mouth.
“Fuck!”
Chapter Twelve
Zor shook with need as he tried to stand still for Emily. It was hard and that wasn’t just in reference to his dick. The woman undid him from the inside out. Her mouth was a warm sucking tunnel of bliss. He knew she was relatively inexperienced and hadn’t done much with her ex, but damn if she didn’t know exactly what she was doing with that wicked tongue of hers. Emily tightened her lips around his member suctioning him hard.
“I’m not going to last long like this,” he panted, gently gripping her hair, being careful not to pull on her. He was long and thick, he could choke her if he wasn’t careful.
She didn’t stop with her ministrations. She lifted her hand and squeezed his ball sack gently but firmly with one hand. She let her fingers tickle his skin until it puckered. With her other hand, she moved to squeeze and massage his ass. This helped to keep him in the exact position she wanted him to be in. She took his shaft as far down her throat as she could without gagging. Talia told her all males loved being taken deep in the back of a woman’s throat. It was tricky and probably take some practice for Emily to become comfortable with it.
Zor was much bigger than what she was used to. She had only done this one time before for Jeremy because he begged her to. He made her feel incompetent and she didn’t enjoy it, so neither of them offered to repeat the experience. It was different with Zor—everything was different with Zor.
Zor made her feel beautiful and sexy. That’s why she asked the girls at the bar for advice on how to please him. She wanted to please him more than anything. Her friends had been very open about it and she only blushed through half of the conversations they had shared.
Talia was the most verbal and she gave useful tips that were specific to Aquadratic men. Talia had told her what she should wear to get the best reaction from Zor. She also shared her own experiences with both human males and Aquadratics and then explained the sexual differences. It was very interesting to say the least, especially when she was told about the one thing that Talia said would make the Aquadratic males completely lose control and know the female claimed them as their own.
“Emily, baby, you need to stop. I can’t hold back much longer,” he said stop but he had begun to thrust his hips forward more and more. The tightening of her throat muscles as she swallowed was squeezing him so damn tight.
Emily let go of his ball sack. Her hand reached up and lightly skimmed her fingertips
across his shaft. It caused him to shiver even more. She then gripped him firmly and began to pump his cock. She suddenly stopped and released him for a moment.
“Do you like what I am doing?” she asked as she looked up at him.
She was surprisingly turned on. His pre-cum tasted really good, a little spicy but she liked that. Another turn on for her was the feeling of being in control, able to do to him whatever she wanted to. It made her bold enough to attempt what Talia said was the ultimate pleasure for an Aquadratic male.
“Yes, I like it.”
She gave him a sexy smile. “Then you are going to just love this.”
She sucked her fingers into her mouth, wetting them before removing them. She took him back in her mouth, sucking him even harder. She spread his ass cheeks and used her wet fingers to stroke his back entrance. She inserted her smaller finger first. Wiggling it little by little past the tight ring of his ass. Once she got in, she pumped him as she sucked his cock making the rhythms coincide. She added a second finger, filling him further.
She saw the shock in his eyes when she breached him from behind. That was all it took for him to lose his control. He erupted, his semen shooting into her mouth. She sucked, licked, and swallowed every drop. He felt as if she sucked his soul into her. He was breathing hard and his knees felt wobbly.
“Holy shit,” Zor was reeling from having received the best fucking blowjob he had ever had in his life. She took him and then claimed him like an Aquadratic female would claim her male. It was special for him. But did she know just how special it had been?
Emily slowly removed her fingers from his ass and sat back. She smiled up at him with a pleased look on her face. By his reaction, she had done everything correctly just as Talia had told her. Why was he just standing there staring at her?
“Zor, are you okay?”
At that moment he knew he truly did love her. She cared for him and no one in his life ever had.
“No, I’m not okay. I’m better than okay. I am in heaven.”
*****
He was in hell. Jeremy carried the boxes that were purchased in the open market on the business district on Outpost Seven. He was careful not to bend down. His new master and his guards liked to take him by surprise from behind. Damn alien vermin. They all deserved to die. Especially that alien captain that sold him into this hell.
He had been stuck here for almost two weeks now and was ready to make a run for it or to end his own life. He was determined not to remain here any longer. Jeremy had learned quickly how to gain privileges, like coming to the market, by offering to take care of the guards’ needs. He hated it, but it was only a few minutes of displeasure, then he got what he wanted.
He was outside at the marketplace searching for a means to escape. The guards were allowing him space. They would be the first he would kill before he left this God forsaken planet. The guards wouldn’t let him on the human side of the business district, but Jeremy didn’t think it would make much of a difference anyway. The humans who worked the outpost had no sympathy for slaves, human or not. They all knew he was a slave because he owed debts he couldn't pay or he did something horrible and this was his punishment.
A movement caught Jeremy’s eye on the other side. It looked to be a group of male humans walking down the walkway with an elderly man. The older male was in his sixties with a bald head and gold-rimmed glasses. The other men all referred to the older one as Captain Lee.
This was what he was looking for. He just needed to pick his moment. He just needed to be a little bit patience. He walked slower, keeping his eyes on the human crew. Just when he thought it was hopeless, an opening came.
There was a cross section in the walkway where the alien section and the human section crossed over at a corner. He found himself coming face to face with the human captain.
*****
Captain Lee looked up, surprised at seeing another human blocking his path. He noted the man was wearing a chained collar around his neck. What the hell?
“Help me. Please,” Jeremy begged.
“What is this?” Captain Lee asked one of his crewman.
The crewman stepped forward trying to push Jeremy out of the way. “Sir, this is evidently one of the slaves.”
“A human slave? That is outrageous!”
“For him to be a slave, he would have had to commit a serious crime or owe a serious debt. He is not worth our time or effort. Move out of the way, slave,” the crewmen ordered.
“Please. My name is Jeremy Summers. I committed no crime and I was paying my debts. I was sold into slavery by an alien pirate who stole my girlfriend and all my money. He left me here to be used and abused.” Jeremy went to grab Captain Lee’s hand but one of the crewman blocked him.
“Alien scum,” Captain Lee spit with his distaste. He hated all these aliens. They acted as if they were so superior to humans. They weren’t, they were just walking, talking freaks. All of them. He hated them with a passion. Ever since the first ship landed.
The aliens, the ones with the big heads, wanted to take over Terra. There was a battle and casualties on both sides. The bigheaded bastards were finally run off the planet, but not before they set off several city destroying bombs. Captain Lee’s entire family had been killed in one fell swoop. Though the big heads were banned from ever returning to Terra, Lee was determined to get his vengeance against them and all alien scum.
“Free him,” Captain Lee ordered his crewman.
They didn’t hesitate to follow the Captain’s orders. They released the collar from around the human’s neck. Several guards rushed them, but Captain Lee shot them directly in their foreheads.
“Sir, we need to leave the outpost immediately.”
“Bring the man.” Captain Lee walked briskly back toward the landing platforms. He went on board his ship. His men followed close behind him dragging Jeremy with them.
The captain headed to the command deck. “Prepare for lift off.” He turned to look at Jeremy. “What is the name of the alien pirate and his ship’s name?”
“Captain Zor and his ship’s name is Galactic Star.”
“You say he kidnapped your girlfriend?”
“Yes, and took all my money.”
“This girlfriend, did she go with him willingly?” He would hunt the alien down no matter what. However, some of his men did not carry the same beliefs that he did and would need a reason to attack.
Jeremy paused as he thought of what he should say. If he told the captain that Emily was fucking the alien captain, Captain Lee might not want to go after her. Jeremy wanted more than anything to get his revenge on Emily and the alien scum. He would have to lie.
“She didn’t want to and was hurt when she tried to fight. There’s no telling what they are doing to her.”
The Captain nodded at Jeremy. “And you are sure that you want her back?”
“Of course I do.” Jeremy lied.
“Very well. He is probably heading for the next outpost. We’ll intercept his ship before he gets there," Captain Lee told him.
“What will you do once you catch up to Captain Zor?” Maybe he could convince them to let him off at the next outpost. He wanted revenge but he didn’t want to get himself killed in the process. No bitch was worth that.
“I plan to kill him and every alien onboard his ship.”
“All of them?” Jeremy turned deathly white.
“Every last one of them.”
Chapter Thirteen
Zor sat in front of the control panel. They were flying through an asteroid belt. The ride was bumpy as hell and Zor could barely pay any attention, he couldn’t keep his mind off last night with Emily. Did she know what it meant? God he hoped she did, he wanted her to be his forever, and wanted her to feel the same way. He couldn’t pay any attention to the asteroids that were slamming into the side of the spaceship. He tried dodging them but by the time he realized that they were hitting his spaceship it was too late to do anything.
He wished he
could have Curly man the ship alone, but that wasn’t possible with how bad the Asteroids were. Seeing one just out of the corner of his eye, he moved the ship to the left quickly but another asteroid slammed into the right of the ship, hard.
“Fuck!” Zor yelled as he almost flew out of his seat.
“Captain!” Curly yelled as the warning alarm went off. “We’ve taken massive damage to the five outer hulls and one engine is only working at half capacity, we need to land so our mechanic can repair everything, we need the hulls fixed too.”
“Shit.” He flipped a switch and pulled down on the lever right in front of him. “There’s a planet not far away from here, we can make port and see if they can help us.”
The spaceship was going as fast as it possibly could with only one working engine. It would take an hour to get to the next planet with both of the engines working so with only one working properly it could take up to two hours. Zor wanted to get out of this damn asteroid belt anyways, luckily they were already almost out of it. He spent the next half hour or so dodging as many as he could but taking a lot of damage to his ship, a lot more than he ever did. What the hell was going on with him?
*****
Captain Lee watched the spaceship as it was brutally beaten by the asteroids. He could take it down, but it still wouldn’t be good enough since the alien scum spaceship wasn’t in fighting condition. He hated taking advantage of a damaged ship just as bad as he hated the alien scum themselves.
“What are you doing, Captain?” Jeremy asked, coming up beside him. “We can take them down now, it would be so easy.”
“Alien or not, I will never attack a damaged ship,” Lee returned. “It’s against the piracy code, and it’s against my morals. I’d rather take down the alien scum when they are at their best, just to prove humans are better,” he added as he spit some chewing tobacco out of his mouth.
“That’s not the smartest idea,” Jeremy argued. “Wouldn’t it be better to take them down when they can’t fight?”