"Just complete the exercise," Mavdaios instructed us. "For the record. I know that you are both much smarter than this simple sorting task."
Shardina watched silently as we took turns placing the rocks where they belonged in just a matter of seconds. It was nothing to be proud of, but there was comfort in Shardina's annoyance.
"I can escort them back to their chamber," Mavdaios offered.
"No," big furry answered. "I know you sympathizers have something planned. Your interference here will be reported."
Shardina escorted us back to our cell and growled repeatedly each time she noticed Mavdaios following from a distance. Once safely back inside the guard left us. Our black devil savior waited a bit before entering as well.
"Thanks for your help, Mavi," I said, testing my nickname for her.
The hiss that I got for my effort was accompanied by a smile. I assumed that was as good of a response as I could get.
"It might have been a bad decision on my part, I'm afraid," Mavdaios responded. "My action may provide fuel for the movement against us."
"Us?"
"Yes, Kash. It appears that we are all in this together now."
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Honey and I were provided another good meal in the same bowl. A variety of vegetables and long strips of tender meat. I decided not to guess what kind of rodent was killed to provide the protein source. After we ate as much as we could of that we were told to rest. The next day was expected to be a big day.
Mavi, who liked the nickname by the way, informed me that we would be sent somewhere in the city to work for less than half of a day. But before that, I would be visiting a special room that was being prepared for my upcoming sexual activity with the bunny girl, Widona.
"What do you think about these women?" I asked Honeysuckle as we cuddled up for a good night's sleep. I knew that my opinion of females could be swayed significantly by their appearance. I didn't want to miss some crucial signal that someone should not be trusted.
"Which women?"
"Mavi, Mixi and Aeren."
"I like them," she answered. "I mean, they are keeping us locked up, but otherwise I think that they are as nice as can be."
"I like them, too," I told her. "I just don't want to put my trust in someone and get blindsided when they betray us."
"I don't think any of those three would do that," she responded. "But if it came down to saving their own lives, I would completely understand if they did. We are foreigners to them. They are kindhearted, but I'm sure there are limits."
"I agree. I think we still need to look for a way to escape. If things escalate with this group that wants us dead, we'll have to make a run for it."
"Where will we go?" Honey asked as she adjusted her body so she could rest her head on my shoulder. There was a time when I would have given anything to have a moment like this. A gorgeous woman in my bed, hanging on my every word. I hit the jackpot when I stepped through that portal, leaving the unattainable Asian doctor lady behind. Losing everyone but Honeysuckle was sad, but I would still be in a better place than I started if we could survive this thing together.
"Above ground," I told her. "We'll find a way to live, just the two of us. It will be better than being slaves down here."
Honey sighed before saying, "I guess I don't have to be jealous over Cinnamon anymore, do I?"
"You were jealous?" I asked, happy to focus on that flattering aspect of her comment instead of the loss of my previous top female.
"I might have to worry about this Widona girl, though. How attracted are you to furry rabbit women?"
"Not very," I laughed. Then we just laid there for a while, each of us thinking our own thoughts, not sharing them. After at least twenty minutes Honey broke the silence as my eyes were finally growing heavy for sleep.
"It's hard to leave behind my life on the ship," she said. "I don't want to be a slave any more than you do. I'm sure that you and I can be happy together, just the two of us. I never met a man that I could sincerely say that to before. But still, I would miss having friends. It would be much better if we could be accepted here as equals and join this sect that Aeren is leading."
"We've lost better friends than them," I replied. "But I know what you mean. They were freaky looking at first, but after getting to know them, they are just like you and me. How about we play a game."
"What kind of game?" Honey asked. "It's getting late and we should sleep soon."
"Not that kind of game," I answered. "We can do this one while we are falling asleep. Let's say that the five of us get a house together..."
"What is a house?"
"A structure with several rooms. A residence." My memory of Earth came flooding back. Despite the circumstances of my departure from my home world, there were a lot of things to miss about the place.
"Oh, okay," she said. "So, you and me, Aeren, Mixi and Mavdaios?"
"Yes. We get a place together. There are only two bedrooms. Quarters, you understand. Each with a double bed. And a sofa in the main living area that can sleep one person. Who would sleep where?"
"That's a weird game," she giggled. "But okay. You and I would sleep in one bedroom. Aeren and Mixi in the other, and Mavdaios in the living area. That's not hard to figure out."
"I agree, that is the obvious choice," I responded. "But let's say that you and I had to sleep in separate bedrooms. What then?"
"Do you mean who would I choose to sleep with me? And who would I trust to sleep with you?" she asked. I could tell that the game was getting more interesting. "Well, I'd sleep with Aeren. There is something about her that makes me feel more comfortable than the others."
"I can see that clearly," I said. "And who would you choose to sleep with me?"
"Probably Mixi," Honey grinned. "She is so tiny there is no way that she would want to have sex with you. You would break her in half. Especially if you fuck her the way you did me."
"I can see your point..."
"However, she is really, really cute," Honey added. "Maybe too cute for you to resist. Do you find Mavdaios to be sexually attractive?"
"Umm, I'm not sure..."
"Stars, Kash," Honey looked at me like she just realized something. "You already want to have sex with all three of them, don't you? That's what this game is all about."
I denied it, of course. It didn't matter how true her accusation was, if it was. I was toying with the idea more than anything else. However, if things went well with Widona and whoever was second on the list, Aeren would be next in line. I thought that might be something to look forward to. I just couldn’t let it dissuade me from finding a way out of here.
We fell asleep in each other's arms, the same way I used to do with Cinnamon. I had me some nice girlfriends back on Earth, but they were nothing next to these two. If I were offered a pardon to return to my home planet back before being taken by these monster girls, I would have refused. Now, though, it was hard to say. I wouldn't want to leave Honeysuckle behind. However, I had grown so much personally since arriving on this planet. I was certain my life on Earth would be exponentially better should I return. Unfortunately, there was no real chance of that happening.
Aeren was speaking to me when I awoke the next morning. She was standing in front of me with the two buckets and a bowl of food. It was time for me to get ready for my conjugal visit with an alien bunny girl.
"What happens to me?" Honey asked. I knew that she wasn't happy with the idea of being left alone. She was concerned that something would go wrong, and I wouldn't return.
"You'll remain here, of course," Aeren told her as she began bathing me again. "Unless there is a reason for you to assist in the mating ritual. Is there something that I don't know about your species?"
"I might need her as a fluffer," I said, laughing to myself.
"Is that a reference to Widona's fur?" Aeren asked, showing mild offense. She looked like a new friend ready to judge me as a racist.
"No," laughing outright. "It is a
talented sexy girl that keeps the man aroused in a porno."
"What is the porno?" Aeren asked. I wasn't surprised that she didn't know the term. I briefly pictured a monster girl orgy with me as the only male. I had no idea what category that would fall under on the popular pornography websites.
"It is a video of people having sex to help viewers get in the mood." I figured the next question would be what is a video? This conversation could take forever if I had to keep explaining things with new words.
"Am I the fluffer?" Honey asked with a smile. "The talented sexy girl?"
"Of course," I answered. "You would have to lick my balls occasionally to keep me hard enough to penetrate the bunny girl?"
"Lick your balls?" Aeren asked, lifting my penis to get a good look at my ball sack. An erection was already coming on due to her contact and the subject matter. "Do they have a desirable flavor?"
"Maybe," I answered, tempting her to give it a try. She had already put her face just inches away as she sniffed my scrotum.
"No," Honey shut me down. "Don't do it Aeren. It's a trick. It will make him feel good, but you'll get nothing out of it except maybe a stray hair on your tongue."
"What is taking so long?" Mavi asked from the doorway. "Widona is waiting. A delay will not be in our favor."
We finished up quickly and I concentrated on things that might help my boner to subside. Our new friends were not sure what effect a meaty horizontal flagpole would have on spectators in the hallways. When I asked if there would be people watching me have sex with the bunny girl, she clarified. Many would be watching us walk to the special chamber, but only Mixi and Mavi would be present in the room for security reasons. They were an odd choice since their races typically didn’t get along.
"I promise not to try anything," I said as we began the journey. "By that I mean that Widona will be in no danger from me."
Mixi and Mavi shared a chuckle at my expense. Then Mixi graciously explained, "We will be there to protect you, Kash. It will be difficult for you to become violent considering the fact that you will be restrained."
Restrained? Why hadn’t I been informed of that fact in advance? Were these monster girls into feminine domination bondage? Fuck! This was starting to sound like a bad idea.
I was getting extremely nervous. I had trust issues with a woman I loved tying my hands to a headboard. I sure as hell wasn't happy about strangers doing it. Too many movies with bloody bedroom scenes came to mind.
Then something happened to distract me. We entered one of the chambers adjacent the main passageway and followed a set of stairs to a lower level. There we stood waiting on the edge of a long narrow tunnel that curved in the distance. Darker than the other passages it was only illuminated by purple stones embedded in the ceiling and floor at regular intervals. The place resembled a subway tunnel. I chuckled at the thought.
Something then approached around the curve. A boat with no water, or wheels for that matter. It just floated in the air. Mavi stepped forward to place her ring in front of a similar stone attached to the wall. I watched in amazement as the elongated bowl-shaped tunnel car came to a stop in front of us. It had a large purple stone strapped to the points in the front and back. It looked like a giant pea pod. And we were about to be the peas.
I stepped over the edge and squatted inside like the two escorts did. Slowly the car sped up to plateau around thirty of forty miles per hour. It was hard to tell since we were enclosed in a narrow tunnel.
Several minutes passed before we came to a stop where another chamber with stairs joined. There were dozens of people there, but not like riders for the alien subway. They were there to gawk at me as I was guided up the steps and down a hallway. More spectators gathered along the way until we reached a door. I was getting a chill down my spine as Mavi opened it.
Inside was a wide bed similar to the one in my cell. It looked like moss on a flat rock. I knew from experience that it would be reasonably comfortable. Widona sat on the nearest edge of the bed impatiently.
"What took you so long?" she asked. "I was about to leave."
Then I saw the leather straps on the bed. There was one at each corner, and two more that probably were supposed to go across my chest and thighs. How the hell was I supposed to give this alien rabbit woman some good lovin’ if I couldn't move?
CHAPTER TWENTY
Mavi strapped me down with an evil smile on her face. It was kind of her go-to look actually. I learned that it appeared much more demonic than it should. She got the straps tight enough to be uncomfortable, but not very painful. Then she looked disapprovingly at my relaxed willy.
"Do you need to be fluffed?" she asked with all seriousness.
"Maybe," I answered in embarrassment, staring at the unimpressive state of my penis. The whole bondage thing was a turn off. The little fella was trying to hide between my thighs.
"What is fluffing?" Widona asked. "Is it like combing my fur?"
The woman looked very much like the offspring of a cute bunny rabbit that had mated with a human. Furry features like a hare but formed like a woman of my kind. I was quite sure that I could get aroused enough to have sex with her, if I wasn't bound.
"No," Mavi said with that sick laughter of hers. "He needs you to lick his testicles."
Bunny girl was outraged. "I will do no such thing!"
"If his semen stick doesn't become firm you will not be able to mount it," Mavi insisted. "Let alone extract what you need from him. Someone has to do it. Maybe we should have brought his female companion after all."
"No," Mixi replied. "That would not have been acceptable, and you know it. One of you will need to do something to arouse him. Widona, logically it should be you. What are you willing to do?"
"Nothing," the furry soon-to-be-fucker answered emphatically. "I am here to sit on top of him and retrieve his seed. Nothing more."
During the pause I tried to think happy, horny thoughts. Remembering my recent sexual episode with Honey ought to do it. As Mavi had said after watching us go at, that was spanking hot.
I heard the faint buzz of Mixi's wings approach my left side. I reopened my eyes to see her dainty little face hover over me. When she gently landed on her tiny feet her face was a merely several inches from my own. This new development might help my erection as well, I thought.
"Kash," Mixi whispered. "This is important. What needs to be done to produce a sufficient erection?"
That was a great question, one that every woman should learn to ask on a first date, in my opinion. I stared into her gorgeous sapphire eyes. She had the most beautiful face I had ever seen on a bald head. And her body was tiny like a porn faerie girl.
"You are eventually going to be on the list, right?" I asked her. I knew that her race wasn’t endangered, but all types of these aliens were having reproductive issues.
"Yes," she replied hesitantly.
"So, you are already committed to touching me sexually? When the times comes?"
"Something like that," she answered, not looking as excited about the prospect as I was. “What exactly are you asking me?”
"Can you use your hands to stroke my cock until it is hard?"
Mixi's expression did not change. She simply glanced down at my slowing growing penis then back to my face. I felt a rejection coming, so I started forming words in my mind to convince her to do this for me. It turned out that they wouldn't be needed.
"Of course, Kash," she answered without a smile. "Guide me verbally and I will do my best." Her agreement to assist in this matter came more from her desire for a successful outcome to this meeting more so than an eagerness to give me a hand job.
I watched as she leaned over to reach my crotch. Her two tiny hands gripped my still somewhat limp dick very gently and began the slowest of motion up and down. I kept telling her to grip it a bit tighter and stroke it faster until she had it right. As I firmed up in her hands, my one-eyed-willy was nearly more than she could handle, literally. Her fingers could no longer cover
the full circumference of my shaft. And she had to keep adjusting to rub against the head as it got further and further away from the base.
I mostly stared at her face, and her smallest of perky blue breasts as she worked me up. I didn't want her to stop. Maybe she could make me cum before Widona even sat on top of me. That would fix the problem.
"I believe your masculine muscle is ready," she whispered sexily to me. It was the first time that I caught that tone coming for her tiny little mouth. Did I see the hint of an ornery grin as well?
That's when I noticed that Widona was getting herself prepared as well. Her feet were on the foot of the bed as she squatted like a real bunny rabbit. She was rubbing herself between the legs feverishly while staring at my erect cock. Once Mixi's delicate little hands left my body she hopped forward like an animal and landed right on top of me in one swift movement.
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