Captured by her Alien Guard (6 page)

Seti jerked beside me and his hand landed on my knee.

I shook my head at his obvious distress. “I meant, our home.
Seti, my home is with you.”

Vorreka stood and gave us a bow.

“Thank you for joining the Gathering tonight. I would like
to visit with you, my friends, soon.”

I took his outstretched hand and let him pull me up. I gave
him a gentle kiss on the cheek.

Seti replied, “You are always welcome, friend.”

The undercurrents were there, straining over Vorreka’s tight
face, but I didn’t know how I could help him. This was his life, his search for
partners, and I couldn’t change that for him. Seti gave Vorreka a pat on the
shoulder and threaded his fingers with mine.

“Good eve,” he said.

As we left, stranger after stranger nodded, smiled, and
welcomed me. Things would be okay. They wouldn’t kick me out, or something
worse. I had Seti. I squeezed his hand and let the happiness I’d never thought
I’d find, fill my chest.

Then Seti led me home.

***

Keep reading for hot excerpts from other stories
by Elsa Silk

Excerpts:

Diamonds
in Cream
(Milk & Board #1)

By
Elsa Silk

Cindy
needs a night on the town in the worst way, and when she agrees to a blind
date, she gets it...but not in a way she'd ever have dreamed.
She discovers a new, taboo world and her body responds in a way that shocks
her.
This
is an interlude story in the Milk & Board series. Each story builds Cindy
and Devin's relationship but can be read alone

(Lactation
sex, lactation fetish, exhibitionism, masks, erotica, adult breastfeeding,
breastfeeding fetish)

Smacking
my lips to even up the gloss and wiggling my tiniest little black skirt over my
bare ass, I finally had butterflies in my tummy saying hello. Only five minutes
to spare and I shook with anticipation. My mouth watered. My thighs trembled.

Desperation
had finally driven me to accept my friend Tim’s urgings to go out with his one
of his college buddies. Blind dates weren’t my thing, especially now I was a
single mom, but my nightly sex dreams were making me antsy. My urges more
erotic. I hadn’t touched a man in a year and lately, that dry spell wasn’t so
dry. I swear I walked around wet and horny. And not just wet panties, either.
My bra got in on that action.

My
red shirt didn’t close all the way. I tugged on it and buttoned from the
bottom. My boobs were so big the thing didn’t want to close. Already my milk
leaked, soaking my bra and running down my stomach. With a tug, the fleshy
globes squished together and I worked the button into its hole.

It
popped off and flew across the room.

“To
hell with it then.” I stared down my body. I had curves in all the right
places, a bit extra on top, and it all showed—defiant and completely
unapologetic for bursting out of my clothes. My fully exposed cleavage could
hide an entire DVD case.

Six
months ago I’d had my baby. Chloe, my little girl, was having her first
sleepover at grandmas while mommy was gonna go out and get some. It’d been a
while. Not since the one night stand that’d ended with a sweet baby and these
gorgeous tits had I had a cock. I licked my lips and ran my fingers over the
tops of my breasts. I’d never had my boobs fucked. Time to do something about
that. At least, I should take advantage of this hot-to-trot mood. Besides that
one-nighter, I really didn’t do things like this. Things I I’d do tonight.

The
moment I told Tim to set me up, I knew I’d seduce my blind date no matter what
the man looked like. Besides. Tim was okay. His friend would be, too. I didn’t
worry he’d be a serial killer or anything. I just worried he’d be too uptight
for a no-strings one-nighter.

I
smiled and my skin shivered.

My
nipples puckered against the black lace that barely covered them and poked
straight out, pushing the shirt even further to the side. Milk dripped through
the thin material. I didn’t care. I threw a thigh-length jacket on, slid on my
fuck-me red stilettos, and left the apartment, a bounce in my step.

It
was time. Tim said I’d recognize the car. I shrugged and shut my door behind
me.

Outside
at the curb, I opened my coat a bit and the breeze caressed my bared skin. The
sound of evening traffic had a different feel and the hot scent of city
reminded me of lurid nights. I sucked it into my lungs. My leg showed nearly to
my cunt and my tits struggled to surge out of the top of my coat. A long black
car, maybe a limo—what did I know?—screeched to a halt and the back door threw
open. A sexual thrill made my breathing go rough. Someone was in the back.

My
blind date.

I
climbed in and a low masculine grunt made my pussy go wet.

“Like
what you see?” I purred.

*

Strawberry
in Cream
(Milk & Board #2)

By
Elsa Silk

Cindy
goes out on the town and once again meets her masked companion in the world of
taboo sex and sin.
Her body responds and she can't help but fall to the lure of her mysterious
benefactor, no matter his kinky tastes.
Short story, 2nd in the Milk & Board trilogy.

(
Lactation
sex, lactation fetish, masks, erotica, adult breastfeeding, breastfeeding
fetish, strawberries, food sex
)

The
silver foil wrapped package had a red silk mask tying it shut. My hands
trembled as I picked it up off the floor outside my apartment door and brought
it inside.

There
was no doubt who it was from. I knotted the damn strings trying to untie it. It
was a shame to ruin the mask. It brought tingles to my pussy imagining the uses
for it. The lid slid off and a whiff of Devin’s cologne made me giddy.

The
cream parchment paper of a note fluttered.

My
beautiful Cindy,

Wear
this tonight. I’ll be there at 5 p.m. with a reputable babysitting service paid
for until 11 p.m. when I will return you to your door. The sitting service’s
card is enclosed.

--D

I
sank to the floor and fingered the sexy texture of the yellow dress in the box.
My mind whirled at the high-handedness. Devin couldn’t’ dress me. He couldn’t
decide when I’d go out. I hadn’t even seen his face, not fully. I didn’t know
him. Sure, we’d shared some incredibly amazing petting, but he didn’t own me.

But
my body betrayed me. My pussy swelled at the thought of finally getting that
big cock. I hadn’t made up my mind to go until I was all dolled up, in the damn
yellow dress that clung like it was painted on, and the door chime sounded. My
red fuck-me stilettos didn’t go with the dress, but the mask trailing in my
fingers told me he wanted them. I clacked to the door, and stared at the red
polish on my nails as I held the knob. I hesitated. But I turned it.

I
knew what he wanted, and when I opened the door, I knew I’d give it to him.

*

Honey
in Cream
(Milk & Board #3)

By
Elsa Silk

Cindy and Devin have had a weekly appointment for no-holes-barred
sex for the past few months. Even more titillating for Cindy, the sessions
start with her being pleasured in front of a video camera, for any and all to
see—everything from being milked to being spanked. That edge of kink gets their
nights rolling but it doesn’t culminate until the online voyeurism is done and
Devin finally takes off his clothes, in private. But now that perfect
arrangement is disrupted when Devin wants even more. Complete surrender. Full
control. And a contract.
Cindy isn’t quite ready to give him what he’s asking for and Devin’s
determination to completely own Cindy takes their lust to an even higher
plateau.
This is an interlude story in the Milk & Board series. Each story builds
Cindy and Devin's relationship but can be read alone.

(
Lactation
sex, lactation fetish, masks, erotica, adult breastfeeding, breastfeeding
fetish, video sex, voyeurism, honey, food sex, contract sex, spanking, crop,
anal sex
)

I
stretched beneath the ropes binding my upper torso to the back of the office
chair and clenched my fists against the arm rests I was bound to. My legs were
spread wide and secured over those same arm rests. My pussy ached to be filled
but was fully empty, shaved bare, and dribbled with honey in front of a video
camera streaming my delicious torment to countless men who all wanted me.

But
the only man who’d be touching me was Devin, my lover of several months of
once-a-week extreme sex that rocked my world. The mask he’d slipped onto my
face before starting up the video session turned me into a sex starved creature
as soon as the silk touched my face.

“Please,
master,” I begged. We’d promised one another to only use these terms—no
names—while the camera was live. And it always started with a note, every
Wednesday morning. Like today’s:

Cindy,

Be
in my living room, naked, and ready to accommodate my wishes at exactly 7 p.m.

Bring
the mask and I’ll bring the honey.

I’m
going to suckle your tits until your milk squirts all over the ceiling.

Devin.

Trust
me, I’d hit the ceiling before.

Ever
since seeing the word honey, my pussy had gone soft and willing. I’d ached all
day with anticipation. The usual sitting service was at home with my child. And
now, after what felt like hours but had to be only half the usual hour session,
my breasts leaked milk down my honey slathered torso and Devin leaned over me,
carefully keeping the view of my body open to the viewers, and licked my milk
from the tips of my breasts as he dribbled warm honey on my tight, elongated
nipples.

“You
are so horny, aren’t you?” he whispered against my puckered skin. “Do you want
my cock in your pussy?”

I
moaned, suddenly afraid to beg. Cause if I did, he’d sense what I really meant
was that I wanted to surrender completely to this strange dance we’d been
performing for weeks. Finally, I caved…

*

Milked
by her Alien Masters
by Elsa Silk

To become a
concubine to the new rulers of Earth, I submit to testing to see if I have what
it takes.

I do. I respond to
the serum that makes me lust and lactate. And I'm helpless against the orgasms
the doctor gives me on the exam table. My entire life has led to this and I'm
chosen to live with the larger than life Neliousians.

Getterus and
Nerrita claim me as their breeder. But I never could have imagined exactly what
they expect of me.

(
Mars
Needs Women, alien sex, monster cock, breeding, f/f, m/f, m/f/f, breastfeeding
fetish, lactation fetish, exam table sex, fisting, collar, concubine, ménage
)

Excerpt:

…
The doctor snapped on a pair of gloves from her lab coat pocket and gently put
a hand on the inside of each thigh. What she said should make me rebuff her. To
tell her I’d never be a whore for her, but it excited me further.

“I’m
going to examine you now.”

Her
gentle touch on my lightly downed pussy shocked through me and made me jump. I
swallowed hard and my hands gripped the table. My nipples were painfully tight.
My gasps started in an uncontrolled rush and I couldn’t calm myself.

“So
creamy.” She spoke as if drugged and her fingers slid along my opening before
she dipped a finger inside. Her other hand rested on my mound and pushed down.
“I am going to work my whole hand into you. To provide a second verification to
your virginity beyond the truth test. And to verify that you can handle the
cock of one of the esteemed masters of Nelious.”

Her
warm breath tickled the hairs on my mound, she was so close. She took a long
deep breath. “Your smell is appetizing, as it must be to satisfy a master from
Nelious.”

She
pressed down in a rhythmic pumping, putting pressure on my clit. My thighs
shook and I cried out. Unable to stand it, I reached up to grip my tits. I
plied them, rubbing across my nipples and seeking relief. I’d masturbated to
try to chase away my loneliness before, but nothing compared to the way this
woman had brought me to the edge so quickly.

Something
wet streaked across my palms. My entire body bowed from the table, just as the
doctor had slid a second finger inside me. She glanced up as I spread my hands
and stared at them.

“That’s
very good. You responded perfectly. You have started producing milk. With the
right diet, your milk will provide them a heady meal that will keep you a
valued concubine for years.”

“I
don’t understand.” My hands cupped my tight breasts and rubbed. It felt better
to soothe over them. They hurt a bit and felt incredibly full. They were larger
than they had been. I tugged on my nipples and a squirt of liquid shot out and
hit the doctor on the face.

She
smiled and lifting her hand from my mound—eliciting a whimper of need from
me—she wiped the drop from her cheek and licked it from her finger. “You have
an exquisite taste. The finest I’ve ever had.”

…

*

Copyright
:

Milked
by her Alien Masters

Alien
Masters #1

Elsa
Silk

Published
by Kinky Inck.

Copyright
© 2014 by Elsa Silk.

All
rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a
retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic,
mechanical, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the
author.

Manufactured
in the United States of America

Cover
Copyright © 2014 by Elsa Silk.