by Loki Renard
“You’ll keep this on until I see fit,” Zed informed her. “You’ll wear it at all times around other crewmembers, seeing as you think it is amusing to bite them. You’re going to earn every little bit of freedom you get, and you’ll have none at all until you earn it.”
Serena let out a little whimper. With the gag in her mouth, she could not argue with him. Her voice had been taken, and with that gone she realized she had very little to assert herself with. Zed had always been more physically powerful. He held every card. He controlled everything but what she’d had to say—and now he controlled that too.
She reached up and tried to take the gag out, tried to push the straps off her head. They didn’t budge. If anything, pulling at the device made it feel tighter and more restrictive.
“It will not come off until I take it off,” Zed said, confirming her suspicions.
Serena swore at him, the words muffled and absorbed by the rubber gag.
“But wait,” he said, sounding for a brief moment like a cheesy telesales professional. “There’s more.”
He pulled another item from the replicator, a plug-like device with long red strands of hair coming from it. It looked just like her hair. She wouldn’t have been surprised to find that it probably was hers in some weird alien technical way. The hair didn’t bother her as much as the plug did.
“A tail,” Zed said. “For my naughty little pet who likes to sniff walls and bite her superiors.”
“Nmmooo!” She couldn’t speak properly, but there was no doubting her resistance even while gagged.
It didn’t matter at all, of course. Zed sat down and pulled her over his thighs as if she weighed nothing at all, spreading her cheeks wide.
“This is quite an ingenious little device,” he informed her. “It’s self-lubricating, so you’ll be able to wear it for long periods of time.”
He pressed the tip of the plug to her squirming anus. Just as he said, the device began to seep lubricant against the tight little bud, which soon gave way under the steady pressure he was applying and allowed him to slide the length of the device into her rectum with very little in the way of resistance. Gagged and plugged, Serena was utterly subdued.
Part of her knew she’d brought this on herself. She’d been rude to Zed’s comrades. She’d all but demanded he punish her. But another, greater part of her was too busy being humiliated at both ends of her body to weigh her role in her current predicament.
“You see, Serena, any freedom you have, even the smallest kind, is at my discretion,” Zed said firmly.
She lifted her finger in an obscene gesture and found her wrist caught in his powerful hand.
“Do you really want to be bound and lose the privilege of your limbs as well? Is that what you need, Serena, for me to prove that I will do whatever it takes to tame you, even if that means breaking your will?”
Looking into his eyes, Serena saw pure resolve. She shook her head hurriedly and made an apologetic whimper. Things were getting out of hand. Or maybe it was that Zed was done giving her chances. He’d warned her at the outset that things would be as painful as she made them and now, with her ass plugged and her tongue stilled, she believed him.
He reached around her, toyed with the tail for a moment, then thrust two fingers roughly inside her cunt.
“Wet,” he said. “Soaking.”
He pulled them out and showed them to her, long digits gleaming with her arousal and need. “You may not like this, Serena, but the truth is that being my pet isn’t just some role you’re being asked to play for convenience. It’s what you are. It is the natural order of things.”
She bristled at his comments, even though part of her mind considered the fact that they might very well be true. Zed and his species were more advanced in a number of ways, some of them perhaps too advanced for her to even detect. She was small, alone, and lost in the universe and he was her lifeline. For all intents and purposes, she truly was his pet. Her pride would not allow her to accept that so easily however. The word itself made her blush to her very core.
While Serena tried to come to terms with her predicament, Zed was making his point abundantly clear. He grabbed her hips and pulled her up into the doggy position. A moment later his thick cock pressed inside her, taking advantage of the wetness he’d demonstrated. Serena moaned into the gag as her slick inner walls parted for him, her cunt grasping his cock as he thrust inside her with one long stroke. The tail in her ass bobbed around with the intrusion of his cock, both holes filled tightly.
It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair how he could take her and make her his and spank her and gag her and now fuck her and her body cried out for more, welcomed him in with slick lips and a pulsing clit begging for attention.
She could feel his pre-cum seeping inside her with every thrust, heightening her enjoyment with the stimulating agents native to his biology.
“You will submit and behave yourself,” he growled in her ear. “There is no other option. Resistance is quite futile.”
His cock thrusting deep inside her pussy emphasized each of his words, slamming home the message. She ground her teeth against the bit, the soft material taking the strain of her clenching jaws as every muscle in her body became tense with the impending climax.
Captured, gagged, pinned down, and fucked hard. She should have been rebelling, but her body was crying out for him with every rough thrust that made her strain against her bit and arch her back and grind her hips.
He pulled out of her suddenly and a second later, Serena felt a hard lash across her bottom. Squealing, she fell forward on the bed and tried to twist around to see what was happening. A large hand pinned her down in place, pulling her back so her ass was at the edge of the bed, bent for the application of a very large leather strap.
Zed took hold of her tail and lifted it up out of the way with one hand as he lashed her with the other. She was being kept in position by the plug and the cascade of hair that flowed from it, as simple a hobble as possible.
The leather bit like a demon, landing heavily enough to impart ache but leaving behind an infernal sting that made her cry out against her gag as tears welled in her eyes. Zed plied the strap six times before speaking to her as she squirmed on the bed, her bottom suddenly superheated by his punishment.
“This is the first disciplinary session we are going to have regarding this matter,” Zed informed her. “What you did today was completely unacceptable for the reasons I already explained, which I think you understand very well. What you don’t understand, clearly, is what the consequences for disobedience are.”
Another six strokes landed, slowly and methodically. He was making sure every inch of her rear was punished, her bottom and upper thighs more tender than they had ever been as that thick lash rained harsh justice down on her.
When the twelfth stroke had landed, Zed grabbed her by the hips and pulled her back up and onto his cock. The fucking resumed, hard and fast, a merciless ravaging of her tight cunt that made her wail and gasp. Her bottom was so sore and so full, her upper thighs stinging, but Zed was not concerned with her comfort in that moment. He was making it clear that her pussy, her ass, her everything belonged to him.
“If you ever hurt another entity again, I promise you, this will look like the most gentle lovemaking session you ever had,” Zed growled down at her as he slid her defenseless pussy along his cock. Serena felt hot tears pricking at her eyes. She was sorry for what she’d done, sorry she’d bitten the stupid crewman, sorry she’d given them attitude in the first place, sorry she’d pushed Zed to be so harsh with her.
He must have sensed her contrition, because the thrusts became a little gentler, and his fingers slid underneath her body and gently began to massage her clit. Moaning softly, it occurred to Serena that Zed did not just influence her mind, he seemed to be able to read her moods. He was in tune with her in a way she wasn’t even in tune with herself.
“I want you to come for me, pet,” he murmured in her ear. “Come for m
e and all is forgiven.”
Her sore, spanked little body writhed back against his as the pleasure sensations rushed back, now taking their power from the heat in her rear and the sting of her thighs. She felt her lubrication flowing more, her breath growing shorter as her muscles tensed and a deeper orgasm began to build.
Zed slid her back and forth on his cock, slow strokes stoking the fires of her need. The slower he moved, the more her pussy clenched, demanding his flesh. She needed him with everything she had. Her cunt was hungry for him, not caring one little bit about the punishment she had endured, but wanting his seed splashing deep inside her.
She moaned softly, arching her body, pressing her pussy both back against his cock and down against his fingers, which swirled lightly against her clit. It was coming… it was… she was coming. The tremors started in her clit and shot like fireworks through her nervous system, the sudden clenching of her cunt triggering Zed’s own climax. He growled and pressed himself deep inside her, his cum soaking her inner walls with pleasure juices that came in great pumping squirts, heightening the climax.
He pulled out while still coming, his seed splashing over her bottom and dripping from her cunt. She was marked, fucked, spanked, taken in every way. And she was his.
Zed slid the gag off her head, freeing her tongue for speech as he reached down and turned her over on her back so that she had to look up at him and meet his awe-inspiring golden gaze.
“Do we understand one another, Serena?”
She lowered her eyes and nodded assent. “I understand, master.”
Saying the word ‘master’ made her flush hotly, her body tingling all over again, but the expression on Zed’s face was worth it. He was pleased with her, perhaps even proud. He kissed her deeply, his hands running over her body in gentle caresses as he laid down next to her and pulled her into a loving embrace.
“Good girl,” he murmured against her ear.
She couldn’t take the compliment. “I wasn’t good.”
“You weren’t good in the demonstration, no, but you submitted beautifully to your punishment and you took your pleasure when it was offered,” he said, pressing light kisses to her face and neck. “That’s what I need from you, Serena.”
All he needed was her absolute obedience and total submission. How hard could that be? Not that hard at all when the tail was still inside her bottom, reminding her of her status even as Zed caressed her and spoke sweetly to her.
The punishment was over, but the lesson was not. True to his word, he made her wear the tail for the rest of the day, a thick swishing reminder against her thighs that she was his pet.
Chapter Five
“It’s all part of the training, pet.”
“Well, I don’t want to! It’s embarrassing!” Serena’s whine emanated around the room as she lay naked on the bed, squirming furiously under Zed’s golden gaze. Zed had spared her the gag and tail, but now he was pushing her on another front. This was a training session to help her behave even when she didn’t want to. It wasn’t going wonderfully well.
“What could possibly be embarrassing about spreading your cheeks and showing me your pink bottom hole?”
He really didn’t know what he was saying—or maybe he knew exactly what he was saying. Either way, Serena would like to have hidden under the covers of the bed, but she could not, because she was writhing on top of it, submitting to Zed’s training.
Pogo was in the next room, amusing himself with a bone while his mistress squirmed naked on the silk coverlet and silently begged Zed for mercy.
He was not inclined to give it. He had shed the clothing of the upper half of his body, the broad, hard lines of his chest making her feel all the smaller and more vulnerable. Her desire for him made her pussy weep with juices, but it did not make following his commands any easier.
A leather crop landed against her bottom, adding another welt to the dozens already there. Serena gasped and swore. “Stop doing that!”
“Stop disobeying me.”
He could speak so kindly, have such warmth in his eyes, and yet he could also unleash disciplinary discomfort without hesitation. Another hard lash landed against her other cheek, making them even with hot burning sting.
Serena reached back, but not to spread her cheeks. Instead she covered her bottom, which did not please Zed at all. He peppered the backs of her hands with the leather lash, landing two or three slaps to her knuckles and fingers before she pulled them away. Reaching down, he grasped her by the back of the neck and plied the leather more, lashing the length of it across both cheeks with a precision that made her cry out for clemency.
“Zed!”
“Obey me, pet.”
With sore hands, she finally reached back, took hold of each of her hot pink cheeks and parted them, exposing the wetness of her pussy and the tight little pink bud of her anus.
“Good girl,” Zed praised warmly. “Now wait here. I have a matter to attend to on the ship.”
“You want me to hold my cheeks apart for you when you’re not even here?” She whined the question in high-pitched tones.
“I do,” he said. “It will remind you that obedience does not end just because you cannot see me.”
With that, he turned on his heel and left her there on the bed, her hands on her bottom cheeks, her pussy and anus bared to nobody at all.
* * *
It was quite a test he was putting Serena through, but it was a lesson that needed to be learned. Twenty-four hours after her disastrous first demonstration, the doctor’s gel had ensured her swift healing, which meant that more training could take place without risk of damaging her.
Zed was on his way to make a formal and personal apology to the bitten crewman, and to see what reparations could be made when the captain intercepted him.
“Commander,” the white-haired man said with what was quite obviously barely contained irritation. “I hear there has been an incident. I was off the ship for twenty-four hours on a trade mission and apparently in that time, your pet managed to bite one of my men.”
“I’m afraid so,” Zed confirmed. “I have already punished my pet, and I can assure you…”
“I will give her one chance,” the captain snapped. “In one hour you will present her before me and my second in command and others of my choosing. She will show submission and obedience, or she will be put off this ship. I will not tolerate my men being maimed in the course of duty. We are a freighter, commander, not a battleship.”
Zed understood the captain’s anger. In deep space, one had only one’s crew to rely on. Injury was a serious matter. The captain had already been more than accommodating in making a significant detour to uplift him from Earth. Serena had been pushing the limits of the captain’s hospitality at the outset.
“Perhaps you could be so kind as to give me one more day to…”
“I have a crewman on medical watch because he’s suspected of coming down with a terrestrial infection,” the captain said. “I want to see this so-called pet of yours in one hour.”
* * *
Serena was curled up on the bed nursing her sore bottom when Zed made a grim appearance. She tried scrambling up to regain her position, but Zed no longer seemed interested in that, or in her disobedience.
“Well,” he said. “I’m afraid your actions have had greater consequences than even I can contain.”
“What?”
“Go shower,” Zed said. “Clean yourself thoroughly. You are to be presented to the captain in an hour. And, Serena, while in his presence, and for the rest of your time on this ship, you will obey my every command without question. Do you understand me?”
A little chill ran through her as she bore the full brunt of his commanding intensity. She nodded quickly and all but ran for the bathroom en suite, glad to escape the look in Zed’s eyes. It wasn’t that he was angry. It was that he was more determined than he had ever been. Her little antics and rebellions weren’t cute anymore. They were going to get her into rea
l trouble, and probably not the kind that resulted in multiple orgasms.
She did as she had been told, showering quickly and washing her hair. Now that she was so habitually naked, her hair had become her crowning glory. She dried and styled it into a red cascade that fell over her shoulders and just barely brushed the pink tips of her nipples.
“Zed?” She said his name in a small voice as she tiptoed back into the bedroom. “I’m ready… you’re naked?”
He stood there without a stitch of clothing on, the muscular planes of his body imposing as always. Serena always felt more vulnerable without clothes, but Zed didn’t seem to share her sentiment. If anything he looked more virile and commanding than ever.
“I will not be needing clothing for this demonstration,” he said. “Come with me and stay next to me at all times. Do not wander from my side, understand?”
Serena swallowed and nodded. She understood that all her messing around had made him unwilling to be soft or gentle. The coddling was over, apparently.
He turned on his heel and began to walk toward the door, leaving her to scramble after him. In that fashion they proceeded through the ship. Zed barely looked at her, a fact that made her stomach churn. She was used to his praise, or at least his exasperation. Now she was getting neither.
She found herself led into a much bigger version of the first room she had been called to demonstrate in. There was a bed in the center of it, and around the bed stood a dozen alien crewmen, all looking at her with solemn but expectant gazes.
A blush accompanied a sudden rush of shyness. She wanted to hide behind Zed, but she didn’t want to displease him by doing so. He reached out, took her by the hand, and drew her before a distinguished-looking older alien man with white hair, blue eyes, and a somewhat peevish expression.