Alien Games (15 page)

“Okay, Mmerr, it’s ready. I’ll bring him over and then we
can hook him up.” She unfastened Bruce and slung him effortlessly over her
shoulder, paying no attention to his desperate attempts to reason with her. His
pleas stopped abruptly when Zhorta thumped him down in the center of the room
between the two rope nooses she had fashioned.

* * * * *

“Program the controller chips to intervene 276. But don’t
activate them unless I say. We can’t risk having the Terran damaged. The
Council would not forgive such a lapse.”

* * * * *

“Mind him for a second Mmerr while I get the ropes
together,” instructed Zhorta.

It was the break Bruce had been waiting for. Mmerr was
looking up at the pulleys and Zhorta’s instruction caught her temporarily off
her guard. It was only one unattended second, but for Bruce that was enough.

Adrenaline took over.

With more speed than he’d ever have thought possible, Bruce
rolled over, seized the nearest noose, slipped it around Zhorta’s ankle as she
went to step away, and pulled it tight. With a bellow of surprise, she reached
down to unhook the rope, but found it hard to get her fingers under the
tightened knot.

Bruce didn’t stop. He scrambled over and released the
spring. The winch squealed to life with that sound a fishing reel makes when a
giant marlin is trying to get off the hook. The rope flipped Zhorta flat on her
face and whisked her towards the ceiling. She only stopped when her ankle
reached the pulley and wedged tight against it. There she hung, helplessly,
some ten feet above the floor, bellowing with pain and rage.

Mmerr, who had recovered from her surprise, was coming after
Bruce. But she stopped when Zhorta yelled down to her. “No! Leave him! Get me
down first, then we’ll take him together.”

So she turned her back on Bruce to go to Zhorta’s aid. It
was a fatal mistake. Ignoring all rules of Trrivvian etiquette, he promptly
grabbed her by her tail and swung her round in a wide arc. She yowled as she
flew through the air, unable to get at her tormentor. She yowled more loudly
when he snagged her tail in the second noose and fastened it quickly with a
half hitch.

Panicking at what she knew he was planning, Mmerr struggled
desperately to undo the knot. But again Bruce was quicker. With a headlong dive
he released the spring on the second winch so that Mmerr accelerated towards
the ceiling, tail first. She screeched more loudly than the winch. She only
stopped moving when her tail whipped through the pulley and her butt jammed
painfully against the metal ring. Then her screams, cries and incoherent curses
all but drowned out Zhorta’s enraged bellows.

Bruce was unrepentant.

“Sorry girls, but it proves my point! Your little loosener
isn’t quite as benign as you seemed to think. Or is this your definition of a
little harmless fun? Anyway, I’d like to help you down, but my sad wee cock and
me are more interested in finding the door. So you might just have to hang
around for a bit until our little friends the Reven come clattering along.”

* * * * *

“This is no good 276. We need to be able to send the Council
some results from this experiment. What can you do? It must be subtle or the
experiment is compromised.”

“I can program the Terran’s controller chip to modify his
anger and enhance his desire. If I combine that with an augmentation of his
sympathy ratio he may be susceptible to entreaties from the two females.”

“Fine. Can you get the females to make such entreaties.”

“Probably, if I increase their sense of helplessness and
self-pity, and enhance their desire to please the Terran.”

“Well what are you waiting for?”

* * * * *

Bruce searched the whole room but there wasn’t a door to be
found.

At first it had been easy to shut his ears to the noises
coming from the roof, particularly as most of them involved threats to maim and
kill. However, these had gradually changed to apologies and tearful entreaties
that he was finding much harder to resist.

“Bruce, please let me down. My tail was not made to endure
such things. It is very painful and it is the most humiliating position a
Trrivv could imagine to be in. I am very sorry Bruce, I would never have hurt
you. I just wanted to be your lover. I’ve never had a man reject me before, it
clouded my judgment. Please Bruce, you did say you were attracted to me.”

“Yes please Bruce, I am very sorry too. I do not wish you
harm either. I only wanted to make love to you. It is true that you are not as
big as Mort, but you are still a handsome and desirable man. Please let me make
it up to you.”

Bruce finally looked up. Both Zhorta and Mmerr hung there
piteously, their arms outstretched, pleading. Tears dripped from their eyes
down to the canvas below them.

“How can I trust you? How do I know that you won’t turn on
me as soon as you are down?”

“We’d never do that Bruce, you can trust us. My Mort will
tell you that a Gort maiden never goes back on her word.”

“And I swear by my tail, Bruce. May it shrivel up and drop
off if I am lying,” Mmerr shivered with horror at the thought.

They seemed genuine and Bruce began to feel very sorry for
them. A chivalrous heart of sorts beat in his chest, and he became concerned
that what he was putting them through was unmanly and unbecoming. Besides, the
two of them really looked pretty sexy up there. Zhorta might be the size of a
car, but she was a sports car, not a Volvo station wagon. She had very nice
lines and beautiful curves. Mmerr’s curves were just as impressive, she
radiated passion, and Bruce had no doubt that she’d be great in bed. Bruce
privately admitted to himself that there was something very kinky about this
particular threesome that pressed his buttons. Sex with Ranisha had been a
revelation, sex with not one, but two more aliens might be even better.

“All right, I’ll let you down. But I’m trusting you to be
telling me the truth.”

They were pathetically grateful.

“Oh Bruce, thank you Bruce, you won’t regret it Bruce.”

He lowered them gently, one at a time.

Mmerr mewed piteously as her poor mangled tail retraced its
path through the pulley. And Zhorta sighed with the release from pain as the
pressure came off her trapped ankle.

Finally they were both settled on the canvas. Bruce
approached them cautiously, waiting to see if they were true to their word.”

“Oh thank you Bruce,” said Zhorta again. “It is so good to
be down. Do you think my ankle is badly damaged?”

He moved closer for a look. There was a deep groove where
the rope had tightened, but she could move her toes and wriggle her foot, so he
guessed it was all right.

“Oh what a relief, but would you rub it for me for a
moment?”

Coquettishly she extended her huge leg towards him. The limb
might have been big, but it was perfectly shaped, and her beautiful skin
gleamed in the light. When he knelt down to rub it, she extended her foot until
her toes were only inches away from his groin. His eyes were drawn to the
juncture of her thighs. She really was extremely beautiful, and he noticed that
her sex appeared quite aroused. In the aftermath of his release from danger and
threat, combined with the high of the adrenaline, Bruce was finding the sight
of this huge, naked alien woman very erotic. As he rubbed her ankle, he felt
himself beginning to harden. Zhorta pretended not to notice, but she arched her
back and stretched so that her breasts jutted upwards (making Bruce think of a
pair of well-matched volcanic cones) while her legs fell open even wider.

“Oh Bruce, that is so very good. You are very kind after all
we put you through.”

It was his penis that responded, by hardening even further
until it was butting against the sole of her foot. Innocently she tickled it
with one toe.

“Bruce,” sweetly interrupted another voice. “When you have a
moment, would you come and look at me also. I’m worried that my tail is
damaged.”

Bruce glanced over at Mmerr, then looked back harder because
she was lying face down on the mat with her butt elevated to his gaze.

“Excuse me a moment, Zhorta,” he apologized, as he moved
over solicitously to examine Mmerr. She had a perfect bottom. Even with its
fine coat of downy hair and addition of a tail he decided it was right up there
with his two all time favorite arses—Jenna’s and Ranisha’s.”

“Mmerr has a very nice tail, doesn’t she Bruce?”

“She certainly does Zhorta,” he agreed, as his hands rubbed
around the affected area, massaging it to Mmerr’s purrs of pleasure.

“Do you find my rear end less attractive without a tail?”

Bruce looked back at her, surprised by the question. Zhorta
had rolled flat on her stomach also, and like Mmerr she had her bottom raised
off the mat for his inspection.

“Not at all. It is different without a tail, but in its own
way just as spectacular.”

He meant this sincerely. Zhorta’s large, perfectly sculpted
buttocks were magnificent. Both she and Mmerr excited him in ways he had never
considered possible. His cock reached full hardness as he admired the
delectable variations on offer.

“Come and lie next to each other,” he suggested. “But leave
enough space so I can kneel between you.”

They complied immediately, giving Bruce the opportunity to
explore their bodies on the flimsy pretext that he wanted to give them a
massage. Both women felt wonderful under his hands. Mmerr’s downy covering
contrasted erotically with the smooth silkiness of Zhorta’s skin. They moaned
with pleasure as his hands explored them, the intensity of their cries
increasing and decreasing depending how far he was from their erogenous zones.
He started at their shoulders and moved down their backs, skipping over their
butts (there were moans of disappointment) to continue down the length of their
legs. It was a little bit of an effort given that Zhorta was so much larger
than Mmerr, but Bruce felt that he was covering each about equally.

When he arrived back at their arses, both women lifted them
in unison. Bruce didn’t have to be told twice, and he wasn’t of a mind to be
subtle either, he went straight for their pussies. In two respects they were
similar, both were very hot and very wet. But where Bruce could only slide two
fingers comfortably inside Mmerr, his entire hand entered Zhorta with
considerable ease. He explored and stimulated them for some time, enjoying the
differences, and appreciating the chorus of moans they were producing.

At Bruce’s request they rolled over so he could have access
to their fronts. The disparity in size between Zhorta’s breasts and Mmerr’s
breasts was tremendous, but he found both busts equally erotic. Mmerr’s firm
rounds (a perfect handful he thought) were as interesting to him as Zhorta’s
great orbs. From the front he had uninhibited access to each woman’s clitoris.
While he could stimulate Mmerr’s tiny nub with one finger, rubbing Zhorta’s
firm protrusion involved his entire hand. Again, however, the response was
identical. They both liked what he was doing, and they communicated their
approval loudly.

Finally, Bruce sat back on his haunches and looked at the
two delectable alien women lying lewdly on their backs with their legs spread.

“Perhaps we should pick up where we started so badly, and
try again,” he suggested, lying down flat on his back.

Mmerr reached him first, crawling sexily, and asked in a
lustful voice, “Bruce, would you care to lick my pussy?”

“And I can’t help noticing that your little fellow is little
no longer,” Zhorta added. “Would you mind if I sucked him?”

“How kind of you to ask,” he replied, with mock formality.
“My answer to both questions is—let’s get it on!”

With a yowl of delight, Mmerr sprang nimbly over him and
lowered her swollen sex towards his face. Bruce tasted her, and she tasted
good, so he began exploring her energetically with his tongue. He licked even
faster as he felt his erect penis disappearing into Zhorta’s hot mouth. This time
she didn’t suck him, instead she swirled his shaft with her tongue, and kept
swirling it. It felt so good that within seconds Bruce was jerking his hips to
encourage her further.

All three enjoyed this arrangement for long minutes, none
seeming inclined to stop, until finally Zhorta broke contact to make a
plaintive plea.

“Please fuck me Bruce, I’d like to a feel a real live cock
inside me.”

“I’m more than happy to,” he replied. “But are you sure you
want me? I’m probably a bit smaller than you’re used to.”

“Oh you men! You’re the same all over the universe. When
will you ever learn that size isn’t everything?”

He laughed.

“Okay, if you’re happy, then I’d love to, but what about
Mmerr? Maths wasn’t my strong subject, but even I know that one cock into two pussies
doesn’t go.”

Mmerr giggled. “Don’t worry, I have an idea. Zhorta, you lie
on your front with your backside up in the air again.”

In seconds Zhorta’s wonderful butt was pointing to the sky.
Just as quickly Mmerr climbed on top of her giant friend, lying with her front
pressed to Zhorta’s back, thus presenting Bruce with a layer cake of two
perfect arses for him to enjoy.

“Now,” she commanded. “Start by dipping you sweet cock into
me, then move it downstairs to Zhorta for your grand finale, and while you’re
doing that you can finish me off with your tongue.”

Bruce didn’t need telling twice. He lined himself up with
Mmerr’s wet sex and plunged into it in one long hard thrust. She yowled with
pleasure and buried her claws in Zhorta’s back. The unexpected pain made Zhorta
spasm, with the very satisfactory result for Bruce that Mmerr’s pussy jerked
strongly on his cock. Zhorta wasn’t complaining about the clawing though, it
seemed to have provided an extra stimulus and she was moaning happily while
rubbing herself vigorously with one hand.