by Piper Stone
Harvest
By
Piper Stone
Copyright © 2019 by Stormy Night Publications and Piper Stone
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Harvest
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This book is intended for adults only. Spanking and other sexual activities represented in this book are fantasies only, intended for adults.
Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
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Chapter One
Felicity
Monsters did exist, only they weren’t snarling creatures that hid under your bed. They were massive aliens, hungry for your body, your sex.
And your soul.
I knew them well, bastard aliens who’d taken over Earth, their desire unlike anything your worst nightmares could fathom.
Lust.
Punishment.
Unbridled desire.
The words remained on the tip of my tongue as I stood glaring at the monstrous aliens. I lifted my bow, the arrow already in place. I’d hunted them, searching the monsters even as they pretended to protect us. I knew better.
They were nothing but scavengers, preparing to take every fertile female to provide what their kind could not.
Children.
“Don’t come any closer,” I stated in a booming voice. There were three of them, all regal in their impressive size, almost seven feet tall, their skin glowing. Everything about them was impressive, including their chiseled bodies and angular features. I refused to be impressed. They were the enemy after all.
The leader stood his ground, a smirk on his face while the other two moved to flank my sides. They truly believed they could best me. They had another think coming. With my skills, I could easily plant the sharp arrow between the leader’s eyes within a split second. They had no idea who they were fucking with.
I was well aware they could speak English, even dozens of other languages, yet they remained quiet.
Calculating my next move.
I loathed the look of amusement on the leader’s face. I wanted nothing more than to allow my arrow to hit its mark. While they seemed to be highly intelligent, they had no understanding what kind of danger they faced.
From a single human female.
“Leave this place and you won’t be hurt.” My words seemed to scatter in the wind. As one of the other creatures shifted, his heavy boot stepping on a fallen tree limb, I shifted my taut arms, making certain he knew I had no issue shooting him as well. I had plenty of arrows in my satchel.
When one of them laughed, I allowed the arrow to fly, missing the leader’s handsome face by only a single inch. I quickly reloaded before any of them reacted, pointing directly at the massive alien’s neck. “I repeat. Leave. Now.”
Taking a deep breath, the leader dared to take not one but two long strides closer, his eyes never leaving me. “I am Voltar. You now belong to me.”
Was the asshole kidding? I laughed, swinging my arms from right to left in an effort to warn them that I was serious. “And I give a shit why?”
Voltar exhaled, tilting his head. “You will be punished for your actions.”
Punished.
If the alien was trying to insult me, he’d done a damn good job. “Not going to happen, alien freak. I am my own woman.”
I could actually tell he was using restraint, the creases in his face deepening. When he spoke again, he’d already moved another two feet closer.
Every inch of my skin tingled, the breath catching in my throat. Starting a battle wouldn’t do well for my people, but I felt I had no choice. I would kill them if necessary.
“This is Kodroth and Degan. You will submit to us.”
The formality was amusing. He actually thought I would be frightened. “So. What?”
Centurions were vile creatures, hell spawn from another planet. At least as far as I was concerned. When all three descended without hesitation, easily disarming me, I finally realized how terrified I actually was. I’d heard about their levels of punishment, the kind of harsh discipline used on humans. Their methods were brutal, primitive in so many ways.
But they were effective in keeping order.
And obedience.
“Let go of me!” I screamed, knowing that even if anyone heard me, they wouldn’t dare defy the authority of the Centurions. Struggling, I managed to give several hard punches before the alien Voltar had called Kodroth secured my hands behind my back. I was going nowhere.
“Fuck you!” My scream brought another smile.
Voltar studied me from head to toe, his massive iridescent green eyes piercing in more ways than one. Every look he gave me was riddled with heightened lust, the bulge between his legs increasing in mass every time I dared to take a glance.
Shame rushed through me as my nipples hardened. I couldn’t be attracted to these beasts from another world. There was no way.
Yet my body told no lies, my pussy already leaking juice into my panties.
Swallowing, I did everything to stand my ground, glaring at the freak of nature as he approached. Using a single finger, he rubbed the tip down the side of my face, chuckling under his breath.
“You’re a fucking asshole,” I spouted off, still struggling, doing everything I could to get out of Kodroth’s grasp.
“She is... extraordinary,” Degan said as he inched closer. Even he was excited, his cock throbbing in a visible manner against the tight-fitting pants.
I was mortified that I even noticed, my face flushing from the embarrassment as a feeling of white-hot heat rushed through every cell in my body. What was wrong with me?
“Yes, but she deserves harsh punishment,” Kodroth stated with a guttural growl.
“And punishment she will have. Undress her,” Voltar commanded.
“No. No!” I knew my cry would go unheeded. I realized there was nothing I could do. I was at their mercy. Tears rushed to my eyes as the other two aliens tore at my clothing, easily ripping away the material as if the hindrance was nothing. I wanted so much to be strong, to honor my mother and father in the fight against their tyranny.
But I realized I was nothing but a girl pretending to be a warrior.
I closed my eyes as fingers brushed across my naked skin, sliding up and down in a provocative manner. The way they were touching me was so intimate, tingling every portion of my body. I was thrown, pitched into a place of near insanity by the way my body reacted. Every part of me was so alive, shivering uncontrollably.
“No. Please...” I knew my words were lost on them. They took what they wanted without question, their utter domination barbaric in nature. While I expected nothing but pai
n, the moment those same fingers flicked across my nipples, swirling in lazy circles before pinching and pulling, I was unable to stop a series of moans.
I finally opened my eyes, trying to rationalize why I could enjoy something so horrible. Lights flashed all around me. It was as if Earth had changed colors, the sky no longer a beautiful cerulean blue, but a bright and stunning tangerine, clouds floating like heaven’s angels across the sky.
“Look at me, Felicity,” Voltar commanded.
How did he know my name? I was unable to resist, obeying him almost instantly. His eyes bored into mine, brilliant in their luminescent manner, his irises flecked with gold. I allowed my gaze to fall to his chest, admiring the deep ‘V’ chiseled from his slender waist to his muscular thighs.
And his cock.
My breath was stolen, my mind stripped of all understanding. He was a thing of beauty.
“As I said, you will be punished, and you will learn our ways. You will also obey my every command,” he said in a whispered tone, yet the words seemed to boom in my ears.
“Never,” I was able to retort, gasping as Degan’s fingers found my pussy, flicking across my clit.
I was so wet, my body infused with combustible heat, goosebumps popping along every inch of my skin. The pleasure soon ceased, the two Centurion soldiers dragging me to a tree. Even though I struggled, there was no use. My arms were tied, my legs forced to widen.
“Bastards. You will never get away with this!” My exclamations were useless even as I fought the bindings that held me in position. I’d never felt so helpless in my life. All the fighting I’d done, all the protection I’d given my family and I felt like a failure.
They’d captured me.
Taken me.
Now they were going to whip me like some bad little girl.
My wrists were almost instantly chafed during my fight to free myself, even though I realized the effort was futile. The chill of the breeze floating across my naked skin made me shiver, my heart race, and the fear was suffocating. My throat was so dry, every cry I made almost useless.
Then I heard what I knew to be Voltar’s heavy steps as he approached.
“For your crimes, you will receive thirty lashes.”
His voice was so victorious, as if he’d already claimed me as his own.
Over every inch of my dead body that would happen.
I continued to fight, whimpering softly as I attempted to see what he was preparing to do. The action was useless, further tightening the binds that held me in place. Then I heard the whooshing sound, one I would never forget.
There was no way of understanding my body’s reaction as what had to be a thick piece of leather was sliced against my bottom. At first, I could feel nothing except for the tingling sensations that continued to dance throughout my body.
When the second and third strikes were given, only then did I realize the pain that had bloomed, shooting both up and down from my ass cheeks. The anguish became blinding, my mouth opening wide in a silent scream. What atrocities had I done to deserve this? I was a human, fighting a ruthless alien invasion, striving to be free. I wanted my entire colony to find a way to escape, finding a new location where the Centurions would never find us.
And I’d failed.
As another hard lash was given, I made a promise to myself that I would never give in and that I would find a way to kill the monsters.
No matter what I had to do.
No matter if it meant my death.
Many of them would die by my hands.
I felt the light touch of Voltar’s hand, the bastard actually caressing my bruised skin. How dare the fucker even try and act like he cared! Incensed, I issued a harsh snarl, hoping he would understand that one day he would face my wrath.
Voltar walked closer, allowing me to see his face and his penetrating eyes. “I suggest you stop fighting, little human.”
“Or what?” I spouted back.
“Or your punishment will be much worse.”
I realized the moment I spit on him that I’d crossed the line, but I refused to give into some ugly creature.
Growling, he shook his head before resuming my discipline, delivering another six strikes in succession, one brutal whip coming after the other.
I was no longer able to fight back, sagging against the tree. Even breathing became difficult as the spanking continued. I tried to think about my sister, her sweet face and laughter. I attempted to pretend that this wasn’t happening, but I failed miserably, finally succumbing to the pain I was forced to endure.
I finally heard the beasts talking in their native language and although I had no idea what they were saying, I was trying to prepare myself to strike again. If only I could secure one of their weapons. Maybe, just maybe I could escape.
Kodroth moved closer, lowering his head until his lips were close to my ear. “You’re very beautiful. You will enjoy belonging to us.”
Us. The single word made me sick. They really believed that I would succumb to not one but three of them? They were out of their minds.
“Fuck. You.” I could tell my exclamation startled him. Then his eyes lit up, hunger evident on his face.
I closed my eyes as I was released, falling to the ground. I continued to hear their voices even as I attempted to crawl away.
Voltar dropped to his knees, fisting my hair and yanking me back. “Felicity.”
I suddenly hated my name and tried to fight with every ounce of what strength I had left. “You will never have me.”
“That’s where you are wrong. I will take you, use you, and I will break your will.”
“Not until hell freezes over.” I clawed the earth, trying desperately to get out of his clutches. My mind had already realized there was no chance, but the woman inside refused to give in so easily.
I felt the rough pads on his fingers gripping my reddened bottom, the whimper slipping from my mouth involuntary. I knew he was kicking my legs apart as he settled behind me. Ready to take me.
Ready to ravage me.
Still, I continued to dig my fingers into the dirt, groaning and hissing like a wild child. They might take my body, but they would never take my soul.
I’d heard stories of horrible brutality, the Centurions taking women in a violent manner. Yet when Voltar touched me, his hand caressing my hip and upper thigh, I was shocked at the gentle action.
He lowered his head until he could breathe across my back, his breath so hot that I tingled all over. I gasped, trying to fill my lungs as the anticipation shot fire into my stomach. The way he rubbed his cock against my bottom was shameful.
Amazing.
Breathtaking.
I cinched my eyes shut, fighting with every nerve ending and blatant desire rushing through me. This was horrible. This was unforgivable.
This was...
He slipped the tip of his bulbous cock past my slickened folds as if teasing me.
Tempting me.
“Oh. Oh!” Why did my voice also betray me, allowing the bastard to believe I might want this?
Because you do.
No. No!
The ridiculous voice inside my head was wrong. I groaned again, my hands still trying to claw their way forward even as his cock was shoved further inside. I could feel my muscles accepting, allowing him to take me without any hesitation. As my pussy clamped around the thick invasion, I let out a bedraggled moan, hoping the entire world would hear.
And come to my rescue.
I knew better. There was no one willing to fight.
I fought every raging emotion as he thrust hard and fast, the force pushing me down until my face was almost pushed against the ground. He was brutal in his mannerisms, the gentle touch all but forgotten. He wanted me.
He’d claimed me.
Now I belonged to him.
“Fuck. You. I. Will. Kill. You.” I knew my words were left on deaf ears. His growls were primitive, his entire body shaking as he fucked me. Even the sound of his balls slapping ag
ainst my skin made me sick to my stomach.
Although my pussy was soaked, drawing his shaft in even deeper, I couldn’t understand why our connection was so strong, electricity soaring. There was no fighting the way he made my body feel, no matter how hard I tried.
With every hard plunge, he was bringing me closer to nirvana, sweeping me toward a mind-bending orgasm that I didn’t want. No. I couldn’t want.
But there was no denying him or the way he made me feel.
“Uh. Uh. Oh...” He yanked back my hair, forcing the words from my mouth, slamming into me even harder. Then I lost it, unable to stop the climax from rushing into my body.
Oh, God. Oh, God. This wasn’t happening.
But it was.
The climax pummeled every nerve ending, sending me into a cataclysm of extraordinary pleasure, moving quickly into ecstasy as the single orgasm turned into a wave. I was unable to see anything in front of me, so lost to the delicious moment. Even my breathing ceased for a few seconds, my mind reeling from the concept a freaking alien had given me this amazing moment.
I shuddered uncontrollably, gasping for air, fighting the tears that formed in my eyes. I would not surrender.
Voltar folded his massive body over mine, raking his teeth over the skin of my shoulder. “What does it feel like to belong to me?”
He knew I couldn’t speak, had no words to defy him. I dropped my head, more ashamed than ever.
The monster slapped my ass twice before pulling out. I thought the ordeal was over, but when I felt the tip of his cock slide up and down the crack of my ass, I whimpered once again. “Oh... Don’t, I...”
Chuckling, the tone oh-so sensual, he pulled aside one of my ass cheeks before wiggling the tip of his cock to my asshole. I was stunned, arching my back in an effort to thwart what he was about to do.
There was no stopping the monster.
He bridged my entrance, pushing into me until he hit the tight ring of muscle. I’d never felt anything like the searing pain as he entered me. My scream was cut off, my breathing choked.
“Let go, human. Enjoy,” Voltar said in an offhanded manner. As if we were lovers.
As if he cared.
I knew better.
This was his attempt at making certain the others knew he was the one who owned me.
