Prize: A Rough Sci-Fi Romance

by Sara Fields

  That decision was Vane’s and his alone.

  The base of his cock returned to normal and I was vaguely aware of the fact that he was slowly pulling free from my pussy after that. My body throbbed hotly, and he took my arm, lifting me from the crate as he did so. I could hardly balance as he gently helped me to the floor, and I flushed hotly when I felt his seed begin to drip down my thighs.

  “Back on your knees, little girl. You’re going to clean off every last drop of your cum from my cock. Then you’re going to tell me just how well you learned your lesson about who is your true master, with my cock still in your mouth,” he ordered, and a shiver raced down my spine at his brutal treatment of me.

  I wavered back and forth as I caught my breath. A steadying hand embraced my shoulder, and I couldn’t help myself as I leaned into it. His fingers were warm, soft yet rough and incredibly soothing in that moment.

  Tears still streamed down my face, and a shameful mixture of his seed and my own arousal seeped from my pussy onto my thighs and down to the floor beneath me. There was little doubt in my mind that there would be a wet puddle left behind when he finally through with me, but I realized that it didn’t matter.

  Vane had needed to punish me, and this had been the result. I knew better than to push him now.

  He’d won. He’d broken me. And I had liked it. Every fucking second of it. I liked how much it hurt. How much it had turned me on. And how very wet just thinking about it made me now.

  I was his now. I felt this deep in my soul.

  Slowly, I lifted my chin and opened my lips, showing him that I had learned a great deal from this very public display. He smiled gently and I wondered quietly if he was proud of my acquiescence, of my blatant submission to him as I knelt before him, naked, wet, and incredibly well used. His hips tipped forward and his cock once again grazed my tongue.

  I was so sore. Every inch of my body hurt from the back of my throat to my aching pussy. Still, I put everything in me into sucking his cock clean because that’s what he was asking of me.

  The sweet taste of my own wetness washed across my tongue. It had a very different flavor from his, like peaches and pears dipped in sugary frosting. I shivered with my shame as I licked him, thoroughly enjoying the taste of myself mixed with his.

  I twirled my tongue around his length, ensuring that I didn’t miss a single inch. I suckled my lips tightly around him, using my mouth to cleanse his thick flesh as thoroughly as I possibly could. When I was convinced that I had licked every last drop of my wetness and his from his cock, I leaned backwards and lifted his shaft so that I could suckle the rest of him. Next, I focused on the finger-like protrusions at the base of his cock with my tongue and I blushed as I thought about them tickling the sensitive little clit between my thighs.

  When I was finished, he pressed his shaft back in between my lips and I opened for him as he slid inside my mouth. He stilled and stared down at me, waiting expectantly for what I already knew he wanted me to do.

  He wanted me to speak, with his cock pressed in deep against the back of my throat. I shivered and pressed my lips firmly around his length, before I relaxed and began to talk.

  “I’m very sorry, sir. I’ve learned my lesson about being defiant with my master,” I said boldly, the muffled wet sounds so incredibly shameful to my ears. I shivered with embarrassment as he pumped his hips ever so slowly, dragging his thick length up and down my tongue and he purred softly.

  He gazed down at me and I was sure it was a look of pride that time. I suckled his cock and began to beg.

  “Beg me for permission to speak once again without a cock in your mouth. Truly show me that you’ve been taught what happens to sassy little girls with sassy little mouths,” he demanded firmly. My pussy clenched tightly at his words and I felt my nipples pulse with sensation.

  “Please, sir. Please allow me to remove your cock from my mouth,” I begged. “Please allow me the privilege of speaking freely once again, sir.”

  I pleaded while his seed dripped down my thighs, while my tears finally dried on my cheeks. I was well worn out and thoroughly punished. Everything hurt and I just wanted the chance to close my eyes, but deep within me was a feeling that was entirely unexpected.

  I was satisfied. Incredibly so. It felt as though for the first time in my life that I had been properly taken care of, that someone had figured out what I had needed before I had realized I needed it myself. I felt whole. Like the final piece of my life had fallen into place.

  He pulled his cock free from my lips and tucked it back into his pants. Quickly, he leaned down and wrapped his arms around me, lifting me from the floor as though I was light as a feather. I curled into him and tucked my head into his shoulder.

  I don’t know why, but I realized that I was crying as I pressed myself against him. His arms tightened around me instinctively and his warmth comforted me.

  “Shhh. It’s alright, little human. It’s all over. You’re going to come with me now and then you’re going to rest for me. Close your eyes now. I’ve got you,” he murmured gently, just loud enough for me to hear.

  I obeyed.

  Chapter Four

  Vane

  I hadn’t meant to be so rough with her, but the moment I had put my eyes on her beautiful body, I knew that I had to have her. When she’d opened that pretty little mouth, I also knew that she needed a man who wasn’t afraid to put her on her knees where she belonged.

  With a cock between those pretty lips as she begged for permission to come.

  My dick was impossibly hard. Even though I’d come twice, once in her mouth and again in her tight little pussy, I wanted to come again. I wanted to paint her skin with my seed as she screamed my name over and over again as she came for me.

  I’d used her virgin body hard though. I made an example of her in front of the others because she had needed me to, but also because I needed to show the rest of them that I was very much in charge. That I didn’t permit defiance.

  My crew had needed to see that I wouldn’t allow a tiny human female to defy to me because I didn’t allow them to either. I was their commander and they followed me. It had needed to be a very public display the moment she’d opened her lips and that’s exactly what it had been.

  Now she was mine. I’d broken her and taken her as my prize.

  The Black Ranger had been keeping tabs on this ship since the moment it left the dock on Earth. I knew that the reigning government on that pretty blue and green planet liked to dispose of those they considered different and sell them for a profit to whomever offered the highest dollar. There was money to be made from the sale of these human men and women and I’d come to claim it for myself.

  I’d heard the stories that they told about me. They called me legendary, a monster, cruel brute, a pirate. The list went on and on. I fostered those stories, leaving little tendrils here and there that built the fear that came with my name. Despite what everyone said, I always left one person alive so they could spread tales about how I ripped my enemies apart, limb by limb. How I took what I wanted whenever I wanted no matter the cost.

  Even law enforcement feared my name.

  I answered to no one. Not ever. Not anymore.

  I’d taken my freedom for myself and I didn’t regret a single moment of it.

  I held Nina’s body close to my chest as I walked up to my crew.

  “Secure the rest and transfer them to the holding cells on the Black Ranger. If there is any defiance, they will have to answer for it. Ensure that it doesn’t happen again. Once they are locked away, strip the ship of everything and anything of value. Take spare parts. Take any food and plunder that you want. Once the ship is empty, we move and set course for Nassarc. We’ve got goods to sell, boys,” I instructed, and a resounding roar echoed around me as the crew cheered with excitement.

  They loved when we headed to Nassarc, a planet on the very edges of the sector that was free from any sort of law enforcement. It was the place where you could sell a
nything for any price, including the bodies of beautiful women that my men enjoyed taking advantage of over and over again.

  They liked wasting their money there. All of it. Over and over.

  Who was I to tell them how they used the funds we plundered? As long as they were obedient and followed my instructions as their commander, they could play however hard they wanted. They worked hard. They made sure that the Black Ranger was in perfect working order. They fought hard each and every time we entered into battle, taking what we wanted as our own.

  Just like I had done with Nina. I’d wanted her so she was mine.

  Those beautiful blue eyes had torn a gash deep in my soul the moment they had met mine. I’d wanted to wind my fingers into her long mahogany locks, and I’d needed to run my fingers over every inch of her beautiful little body, so I did.

  I left the cargo hold of the Earth vessel and walked through the carnage I’d left behind. I knew my crew would obey me. I didn’t have to watch. They’d been with me a very long time and they trusted me as much as I trusted them. We’d been through a great deal together and would be again. There was always money to be made.

  The tiny woman shifted in my arms and pushed her face into my neck. I could still feel the wetness from her tears on her cheeks and I squeezed her to me much more tightly than before. I walked quicker, my boots echoing as they slammed against the metal grating beneath them. With haste, I made my way toward the docking bay where we’d boarded and returned to my ship. There was a skeleton crew still manning the Black Ranger and they nodded in greeting as I walked aboard.

  “Everything go according to plan?” Javier asked, a sly grin on his face as he raised an eyebrow. He was my second in command and we’d been together a very long time. He was like a brother to me.

  “Yeah. I snagged a little prize for myself this time,” I responded, looking down pointedly at the very naked bundle in my arms.

  “I see,” he smirked before pressing a hand to his chest as he grunted in pain.

  “You alright?” I asked.

  I knew the answer though. He wasn’t okay and I knew exactly what was wrong.

  It was the virus.

  I gritted my teeth, my concern for Javier growing by the second. I didn’t know how much longer he would have. Almost a year ago, we’d landed on the planet Alpha Prime XVI. We’d gotten intel about a secret warehouse for a diamond manufacturer and had headed straight there with charged weapons and enough men to fight an army. We hadn’t been prepared for what was there though.

  We were met with beasts, men who were once sane and had long since descended into madness. There were aliens of all kinds, some human-like while others more resembled monsters. Every single one of them was afflicted with the same insanity. They’d gone berserk. Not only that, but every single one of them had been marked with the same tattoos across their chest and back. It wasn’t like a tattoo that you’d expect though, black or colored ink marking a design into the skin. It blazed like fire, a bright red insignia that burned through every inch of their flesh.

  A tattoo that we now knew meant that they were infected.

  The same tattoo that branded my flesh now and the rest of my men. The same tattoo that grew with searing agony every day that it inched forward across our skin.

  I don’t know how we caught it. Maybe it was in the air of Alpha Prime XVI. Maybe it transferred through their blood or saliva. All I knew was that all of us had it now and it had changed us all on a deep fundamental level.

  It had made us stronger and faster. It made us feral in battle. Our skin was resistant to most weapons, including blades and bullets. We were incredibly hard to injure and almost impossible to kill, and those traits had taken us far in the years since we’d been afflicted with the virus. But those traits had come at a price.

  The virus was ruthless. Each day, it seared more across our flesh and once it overtook us, we’d descend into madness too. I’d seen it again and again. I knew that one day the virus would take me too just as it was eating away at Javier right before my eyes.

  “How far has it gone?” I asked him expectantly.

  “It’s crossed onto the right side of my chest,” he answered, careful to keep any hint of emotion from his voice. That meant he still had time. Once it crossed his heart, it was only a matter of time before he would lose himself to the virus.

  Before I lost him too because we had no cure. We were dead men walking.

  “Report to me once we are ready to depart. See to it no one else disturbs me for the rest of the night while I see to my prize,” I replied.

  “You got it, Commander Vane,” he answered, and I forced myself to turn away.

  I tried not to think about what he would look like with eyes void of all reason, red-rimmed and black as night, about what he would look like as he tried to take a bite of my flesh. I followed the hall down to my quarters, instead focusing on the tiny naked human female I’d taken for myself. I couldn’t think about Javier because it hurt too much.

  The door to my sector of the ship slid open, revealing my fully stocked kitchen and living room. I didn’t pause there though and walked into my bedroom. Gently, I laid Nina down on the oversized bed. She rolled over onto her side, curling up into a ball.

  I took a moment to admire her naked form. She was slender but gracefully curvy. Her breasts were full, pinkened nipples still peaked from what I’d put her through there in front of everyone in the cargo hold. She was well-muscled and had clearly taken care of herself back on Earth. With one leg draped over the other, I could just see her thighs and my still-drying seed that streaked down the length of them.

  Naked. Beautiful and well used. Mine.

  And now here she was in my bed.

  Carefully, I pulled up a comforter over her resting form. Once I was sure that she was asleep, I wandered over to my desk and sat down, powering up the navigation panel I’d had installed. Right before my eyes, a projection screen appeared with our exact coordinates. I took several minutes to ensure that no new vessels had shown up in our immediate vicinity. The Black Ranger had really expensive stealth modules installed that made our shields almost impossible to detect, but the Intergalactic Trading Fleet vessel from Earth didn’t.

  I wasn’t the only pirate ship that soared the stars looking for valuable cargo to take.

  Nina didn’t stir for a long time. When she finally did, I would bathe her, inspecting every inch of her body just because I wanted to.

  I knew some about humans. I knew they were weak. They had fragile shells and no protection against the elements. Too much heat or cold could kill them. Three days without water could kill them too. A knife could slice through their flesh like butter. If I put too much pressure on any part of her, I could easily break one of her bones in half. Their nails were dull and incapable of being used to defend themselves. They were made to be subdued. They were made to be owned and Nina was going to learn exactly that.

  She was mine in all ways. Mine to use. Mine to fuck. Mine to keep.

  I found myself watching her. Already, I felt possessive of her. I’d taken her virginity and by the look of surprise on her face when she’d come for me, I was quite certain that I’d been the first man ever to bring her to orgasm. And I was going to be the last.

  She’d never come for anyone but me. I grinned and returned my eyes back to the star charts. Nassarc was a long way away from Earth and we’d have to stop for supplies along the way, especially for extra dark matter to use as fuel. We’d probably have to pick up more food cartridges too. I’d have to gather some extra human-sized clothes for my little human possession as well. Until then, she was going to be naked because that’s how I wanted her. Her body would be easily accessible for me at all times.

  She had only just begun to learn what that means. I’d fucked her mouth and that sweet little pussy, but there was one last virgin hole I was going to claim for myself. I stared back at her again. She’d be defiant with me again. It was in her nature. When she was, she’d learn t
hat bad little girls got fucked in places other than their tight little pussies.

  My cock twitched at the thought. My balls already felt heavy with my seed.

  I was ready to fuck her again.

  I sighed. She was human. I had to let her rest.

  She stirred and I rose from my desk. I knelt beside the bed and met her eyes as she opened them, already losing myself in their brilliant blue depths. I watched as a soft pink blush caressed her cheeks, likely as she was remembering what happened between her and me not long ago.

  “Hi,” she ventured timidly, her voice giving away her fear.

  “How do you feel?” I asked, cupping the top of her head with my palm. It seemed overly large against the size of her skull and I was only again reminded of the frailty of humankind.

  “Sore,” she answered, a little more confident than before. She pushed herself up to a seated position and her hardened nipples gave away the fact that she was aroused just by the sight of me. She gasped, probably just realizing that she was naked, and grasped at the blanket. She covered her bared body as quickly as she could, but it didn’t matter. I’d seen every inch of her, and I was going to see it again.

  “Are you cold?” I asked.

  She shook her head.

  “Then drop the blanket. I didn’t give you permission to cover yourself,” I demanded.

  She clutched the blanket a bit tighter.

  “Do you want to be punished again so soon?” I warned her, my own voice dropping lower as I imagined taking her naked body across my knee, of taking my belt to her bare little bottom. She’d beg and scream for me, but I wouldn’t stop until I was satisfied that she’d been adequately punished.

  After that, I’d make her come for me. I’d make her come so many times that she’d beg me to stop. I grinned at the image and the sweet sound of a soft little whimper broke me from my thoughts. She’d dropped the blanket and bared herself for me.

  Good. It was a start.

  I reached for her, running a thumb over her breast and she shivered beneath my touch. Her nipple hardened impossibly tight and I pinched it lightly. I heard a quiet sigh escape her lips. She liked it when I was gentle. She also liked it when I made it hurt.