Alien Slave (10 page)

Dani wailed around her mouthful of
Wynhod, trying to beg for that elusive contact that wouldn’t come.
Her breasts and sex burned, feeling swollen beyond endurance.
Surely the men wouldn’t deny her forever? They had to have their
limits too. But still they tortured her, keeping her hovering just
beyond the reach of sweet oblivion.

She wriggled desperately in her bonds,
unable to stand another moment of anguished delight. She couldn’t
move enough to find Krijero’s thumb, not with the straps holding
her still and the Kalquorians controlling her every motion. Her
eyes streamed agonized tears. To feel them moving in and out of
her, touching her all over, climax lurking so close and yet
maddingly out of reach … it was too much. She screamed her
frustration.

Wynhod barked something in guttural
bursts, and Krijero growled back. They worked her even faster,
chorusing grunts. Dani’s insides quaked at the increased friction.
She screamed again.

Krijero’s pressed her clit between
thumb and finger. Orgasm tore through her, decimating her as the
men howled.

Dani swallowed Wynhod’s explosive
offering in reflex, the pulses of hot sweet-spicy-salty juice
adding to her ecstasy. Her sheath convulsed around Krijero’s
throbbing sex, milking him for every drop he had. Her ears rang
with their groans as they filled her from both
directions.

Her body didn’t calm until the two men
stopped moving, and even then she still felt sensitive all over, as
if the slightest provocation would renew the tremors. Her sex and
breasts tingled yet despite everyone going still and Gelan halting
his sweet assault.

Panting, Wynhod stepped away. A moment
later, Krijero also disengaged, his movements making her shudder
with continued arousal. Dani groaned, wishing her libido had an off
switch. She could imagine herself fucking the Kalquorians until
they or she dropped dead of exhaustion.

Krijero’s warmth was replaced by
another, and Dani lifted her head to see Gelan standing between her
splayed legs now, his gaze running up and down her body like a
starving man contemplating a feast. Her breath caught at the heat
in his eyes. His erections pressed up against his chiseled
abdomen.

“
Little girl, you’re red and
swollen,” he said, his voice more rumbling than ever. “And
sensitive, I presume?” He prodded Dani’s engorged petals with one
finger, and she jerked with a cry.

“
I’ve never seen anyone so
receptive. For an Earther to respond with such abandon is a
surprise,” Gelan continued. He ran his wicked finger up and down
her slit, and Dani writhed as much as the harness would allow. “I
wonder…”

Instead of finishing his statement, the
Dramok seized her distended clit as Krijero had, rubbing the flesh
between finger and thumb. White-hot light blinded Dani as she
exploded once more.

Masculine laughter greeted her when she
returned to sanity. “Our little fighter is a wonder,” Wynhod said.
He adjusted the harness to support Dani’s head at a more
comfortable angle.

“
Definitely overwrought.
It’s a good thing we’re here to help her,” Gelan chuckled. “Don’t
worry, my sweetling. I promise to take good care of
you.”

He took himself in hand, positioning
his cocks for the first thrust. Dani warbled a cry that was
half-welcome, half-fearful denial.

Gelan shoved into her hard and fast,
burying himself to the hilt. Pain and ecstasy exploded within her
all at once, and Dani screamed, climax overwhelming her again. The
Kalquorian held her still until her body’s rage was spent for the
moment.

“
Very nice,” he murmured.
His approval sent a pleasurable warmth through her soul. “But if
you keep this up, I won’t last as long as I’d like. I want you to
get control of yourself, Dani.”

She groaned, her insides still spasming
all around him. “I’ll try,” she whispered.

“
Don’t try. You will not
climax again until I tell you to.” Gelan’s tone told her he
expected her to obey.

Tears stung her eyes. “I don’t know if
I can keep from coming. It feels so good,” she
protested.

The Dramok’s heavy hand swatted her
backside hard, the sting profound where the straps didn’t cover her
flash. Heat suffused her punished flesh, and a spasm clenched her
hard around his iron length. A growl escaped Gelan’s lips. “Stop it
right now.”

Dani sobbed, her senses a hurricane of
aching need. “Please.” She wasn’t sure what she begged
for.

“
Mind me or be punished. We
Kalquorians have no qualms when it comes to disciplining unruly
little girls. You don’t want the humiliation of being put over my
knees and being spanked like a child, do you?”

Dani forced herself to take deep,
calming breaths. No, she didn’t want that. It would be
shameful.

Then why did her guts clench again with
anticipation?

Gelan’s eyebrows rose. “I felt that,
little girl. You continue to surprise me.”

Panic quelled a little of her ardor.
“No, don’t spank me. I don’t want that.”

He grinned. “If you say so.”

Before she could address the disbelief
in his tone, Gelan slowly pulled out until only the tip of him was
left inside her. Dani groaned at the friction, but managed to hold
onto her self control. Barely.

The next few minutes were a terrible
battle. The Dramok fucked her nice and slow, but even at that
sedate pace every movement wanted to send her over the edge. She
bit her lip hard with the effort of denying climax, prompting
Krijero to fetch a rubbery ball gag for her to chew on. It helped.
A little.

“
So tight,” Gelan breathed.
“And wet. I like how you clutch at me as I move in and out. I like
you helpless and open for my use.”

Dani wanted him to shut up. His
descriptions were turning her on worse than ever. She had the
feeling he was pushing her to lose control. Maybe the sadistic
bastard wanted to punish her the way he’d described.

“
Your legs wide open,
allowing me to do anything I want with you.”

Dani quaked with need. The idea of
laying herself naked over his thighs for a spanking brought her
closer to orgasm. She fought to shut the thought down.

What is wrong with me? I’ve never been
punished that way, and I don’t want to be!

“
I love watching my cocks
work your pussy and ass, Dani. Feel how hard I am inside
you.”

Like she could feel anything except the
hot iron of him filling her over and over.

“
Making you take me deep.
You couldn’t fight if you wanted to. But you don’t want to, do you,
little girl? You like a strong man taking what he wants from you.
In fact, you love it.”

Shut up, damn you!

Dani concentrated on closing her ears
off from Gelan’s whispered seduction and keeping her traitorous
body in check. She would not give the alien the satisfaction of
physically chastising her. No way.

She drew deep breaths, forcing herself
to relax. Little by little, the sense of teetering on the edge of a
cliff receded. The Kalquorian kept her incredibly aroused; there
was no way she was denying the sharp pleasure of his continued
lovemaking, but she wasn’t in danger of toppling headlong into
orgasm now. She’d won.

“
Very good, little
girl.”

Dani’s sense of victory at Gelan’s
praise was short lived. His hands tightened on her hips, and he
abruptly commenced pounding in and out of her with speed and force.
The friction inside her sleeves ignited elation, clawing desperate
rapture into her being. Climax’s abyss yawned wide and rose to
engulf her in its dark joyous embrace.

She bit hard into the ball, struggling
for all she was worth to not fall into sweet oblivion. Her guts
drew down in a taut spiral, coiling tighter and tighter until the
breaking point threatened. She wasn’t going to make it. The talons
of ecstasy closed around her.

Gelan slowed, returning to the sedate
pace he’d started with. Dani still struggled against her clamoring
body, wrestling to deny its eruption. At last the vicious need
retreated, but it remained near to eye her hungrily.

That had been close. She didn’t think
she’d survive another assault like that.

But once her breathing had eased to
Category 1 hurricane strength, Gelan went at her again, hurtling
her towards the point of no return once more. Dani hung on by a
hair until he slowed, allowing her to muster her strength before
the next assault.

She wanted to give in to the bliss more
than anything. The fear of being spanked by the Kalquorian no
longer mattered. Dani was willing to endure punishment to gain
release.

A greater terror kept her from
acquiescing to the brutal clamoring of her body. She hung onto that
sustaining dread when all other arguments fell by the
wayside.

“
So stubborn,” Gelan
chuckled breathlessly after he’d subjected her to another round of
fast, hard thrusting and slowed again. “You really hate to lose,
don’t you, little girl?”

Dani didn’t dare look at him for fear
that the mere sight of the gorgeous Dramok standing over her would
drive her past endurance. The smallest thing would undo her at this
point.

“
All right, my precious
sweetling. We’ve both had enough, and you’ve been a very good, very
obedient girl. You may claim your reward at any time.”

With that, Gelan hammered into her and
Dani surrendered to the ravenous beast in her womb, letting it
savage her until her throat was raw from screaming. The alien
between her legs roared an accompaniment to her gag ball-muffled
cries.

Orgasm rose and fell, rose and fell,
and she rode the waves in mindless euphoria, delighting in the
bucking upheavals of shattering elation. At last her body expended
the pent up need that had left her still wanting even after the
earlier climaxes. She was at last sated, Gelan’s long denial
causing every mote of arousal to burst from her now that it was
freed.

After the quakes settled into gentler
aftershocks, Dani tried to spit the gag out of her mouth. She
discovered she’d bitten down so hard that her teeth had become
imbedded in the tough, rubbery exterior.

Wynhod carefully extricated it for her
and laughingly presented it to the drunkenly swaying Gelan. “A
trophy, my Dramok.”

His leader took it with a proud smile.
“The best I’ve ever claimed. How are you, little girl?”

Dani flexed her jaw, noting its
soreness. She floated in the aftermath of the wild sex, and she
needed to take another pain inhibitor before the endorphins wore
off. “I’ll let you know when I get back.”

He patted her thigh and pulled free of
her. “That was amazing, pet. Thank you for making such an effort
for my pleasure.”

Dani didn’t think Gelan needed to know
the real reason she’d held out so furiously. The fear that she’d
find punishment as arousing as pleasure had kept her from
succumbing when nothing else could.

The clan undid the harness, setting her
on her wobbling legs. “Can I have a few minutes? I’m sorry, but I’m
out of it right now.” She really was. Her mind still floated
seemingly apart from her body.

Krijero lifted her chin so he could
peer into her eyes. “She’s burned a lot of energy. That was an
intense session. Perhaps a meal and conversation would be
nice?”

Dani appreciated his kindness, but she
knew her place. “You didn’t pay to talk. I’ll be ready for whatever
you’d like to do next in just a moment.”

Gelan crossed his arms over his chest,
his attitude commanding. Dani wondered if he ever relaxed his
take-charge persona. “What we paid for is our decision, little
girl. I could do with food myself. Let’s get you dressed and find a
decent dining option. Do you like Joshadan cuisine?”

Wynhod swept up her skirt from the
floor and held it before her to step into. Too pleasantly surprised
to protest, Dani let him and the others dress her.

No customer had ever taken her out to
eat. The treat was wholly unexpected. Delighted like the little
girl Gelan referred to her as, Dani found the energy to bounce with
anticipation as the men pulled their clothes on.

Chapter 5

Dani skipped alongside the Kalquorians
on the streets of Ler, the metal links of her leash jingling
merrily as they went. Gelan loosely held the end in the ‘O’ formed
by his fingers and thumb, letting it touch as little of his flesh
as possible. His dislike of having her tethered like an animal in
public was obvious. None of the Kalquorians liked the leash and had
argued against using it.

Dani’s insistence and logic had
prevailed. Should she become separated from the clan on the
streets, as a sex slave she was anyone’s meat. No penalties existed
for fucking even an unwilling sex slave left unattended in public.
Dantovon’s laws gave the indentured yet another reason to not
escape their contracts.

Properly escorted, Dani let the dazzle
and noise of Ler captivate her. Rainbow arcs of lights illuminated
the city streets, creating a festive mood. Cacophonous music from
street performers backdropped shouts from vendors and store barkers
hawking their wares. Adding to the din, collared hookers hung over
balconies of the myriad brothels, inviting the crowds below to come
in and sample their pleasures. The constant hum of shuttles flying
overhead was almost lost in the swell of noises.