“Make it grow? Dear Lord, you mean they get even bigger?”
He looked down. Shrugged.
“My brother’s doesn’t. But mine will get a few inches longer. And much thicker, of course.”
She saw them exchange a glance. “You’re teasing me!”
Both twins flashed a smile. “Yes, we are,” Jax admitted. “And now we want you to tease us. Stand up as we did and allow us to lie back and watch you disrobe.”
She blushed. “I… I don’t think I can do that.” Having them do wicked things to her while she was powerless to stop them was one thing. Taking the lead and stripping naked while they both watched? She’d never done anything so brazen.
The smiles disappeared. “Are you refusing?” Jynn responded with a bite in his voice. “My brother told you to stand up and take off your shirt. We explained the rules earlier. A Tharan female obeys her males – or she is punished.”
Kyra clenched her teeth to keep from saying something nasty. He actually thought he could tell her what to do all the time. It was clear these Tharans didn’t know Earther women.
It seemed strong negative emotions could override the effects of their gyron. First her embarrassment at the thought of taking off her clothes while they watched then the flash of anger at their automatic assumption she would bow to their every wish – together, her reactions had a sobering effect on her. She scrambled off the bed, grateful the hem of her shirt hung down to the tops of her thighs. At least she wasn’t flashing her pussy at them.
“I understand you need me to follow your rules in front of the crew. And I will. But this? I haven’t agreed to fuck either of you, let alone both. And I’m certainly not going to be ordered around or threatened with punishment if I choose not to participate in your kinky sex games.”
“Choose not to participate?” This time Jax answered. “There is no choosing. Your essence flows when we are near you, and so does our gyron. Fate has brought us together in this time and place for one reason only. We will pleasure each other long and often. In time, if the Sacred Ones decree it, we will experience the Bond with you – and make you our Mate.”
She snatched her pants and panties off the floor and started hopping on one foot then the other as she yanked them back on.
“No. Nonono. No Bonding, no Mating. Your Sacred Ones don’t get to run my life – and neither do the two of you. Don’t get me wrong. I enjoyed the hell out of what just happened. But it was a one-time thing. I admit I got carried away by your gyron. You people should consider bottling it as an aphrodisiac. There are horny aliens all over the galaxy who’d pay a fortune for a potion that would get some female to act the way I did a little while ago.”
The twins were sitting up on the edge of the bed, staring at her with a look of mild – what was it? Surprise? Disbelief? She had to get out before those looks turned to disapproval.
Pants on, she grabbed her shoes and backed toward the door, barefoot, still talking. “How about this? I’ll be a spokesperson for your product when you’re ready to market it. You know, give a testimonial about how your gyron turned me into a shameless slut. Now, if one of you will just swipe the door open…”
They exchanged one of those wordless looks and then headed toward her. Kyra swallowed nervously. “It’s been a pleasure getting to know both of you. No, wait. I didn’t mean that kind of pleasure, although it was…”
“A Tharan female obeys,” Jax said, as he came up on her left.
“Or she is punished,” Jynn added, moving in on her right. He addressed his twin. “As you pointed out earlier, brother, we were taught when we train a female to become our Mate, a swift response to early displays of defiance is the best way to assure obedience in the future.”
Jax nodded. “It was the way of our fathers and their fathers before them. Get the vela and the oral trainer. I will see to the female.”
Her eyes darted around the room, desperately searching for a way out. Jax shot out one powerful arm, wrapped it around her waist, and hauled her to the sitting area kicking and cursing. He stood her up, with her hands pinned against her sides. She struggled, but his arms were like iron bars holding her in place. She settled for kicking at his shins, though, with her bare feet, it was probably hurting her a whole lot more than him.
“We brought these on board just for you,” he announced, waving his other arm at the rectangular padded benches in front of the leather chairs. “Rhynn and Rhom let us borrow them from their quarters on the Gemini, right after we first laid eyes on you and breathed in your essence. They could tell immediately that you made our gyron flow.”
“Asshole! You can take your gyron and shove it!”
“Enough.” The harsh tone was enough to stop her tirade mid-stream. Jynn stepped in front of her. “I don’t know what some of those phrases you are using mean, but from your tone, it is clear they are not terms of respect. You must learn to take your punishment in silence.”
She opened her mouth to utter a fresh stream of curses but before she could get a word out, Jynn crammed what looked like an adult-sized pacifier between her lips. It was attached to straps he fastened behind her head. With her arms restrained, she couldn’t rip it off and fling it in his face. She couldn’t even spit it out. She let out a furious shriek, but the apparatus muffled the sound, and it came out as a whimper.
The oral trainer, as Jax referred to it, was shaped like a very short, thick penis. So big around, it stretched her mouth into an obscene O. It was made of a pliable substance like firm plastic and it tasted… oooh. She stopped struggling and ran the tip of her tongue over it. It tasted exotic. Like the chocolate-colored fruit she’d bitten into at the open-air market on the spice planet of Namibia. It carried a hint of something hot, yet sweet. Something that had her craving just a little more.
Damn it! Jynn had had his hands all over the trainer before he stuffed it into her mouth. That exotic flavor had to be his gyron. She’d breathed it in but never tasted it before.
Oh, no! She wasn’t getting sucked into that again. Being under the influence of their lecherous pheromones would turn her into a wanton woman, begging them to do even more dirty things to her. Kyra screamed every curse word she’d ever heard and made up a few more on the spot, but with the cock-shaped object in her mouth, she only succeeded in producing garbled grunts. She glared at him.
“The trainer does a good job of silencing,” Jynn remarked.
Her mouth was filling with saliva. She couldn’t spit it out. But she was afraid the effects of their potent aphrodisiac would be multiplied if she swallowed. It was building up. Choking her. Her eyes widened, and she started to panic.
Jynn stroked her hair. “You’re all right. I know it feels uncomfortable, but you’ll get used to it. That’s why it’s called a trainer. You have to breathe through your nose. Slowly. Here, breathe with me. That’s it. Breathe. Now swallow.”
She kept her eyes on him. Surely, he wouldn’t let her suffocate. She forced her throat to close.
SLAM. The gyron hit as soon as she swallowed, sending a trail of liquid fire to her belly. She shuddered, feeling her nipples pucker and her clit starting to throb. Damn their gyron!
Chapter Four
It worked its seductive magic instantaneously. She didn’t even protest when Jax took her tunic off. He tossed it onto the floor, grabbed her wrists and pinned them behind her back against his naked chest. Instead of making her angrier, the brute display of mastery sent a wicked rush through her.
Jynn raked his eyes up and down her body. “You are beautiful. Tiny – but perfect. Sweet full breasts with dark-red nipples hard as gani berries. I love gani berries.” He bent his head, drew one into his mouth, and sucked. A lightning bolt shot straight to her clit.
She clamped her teeth reflexively around the cock-shaped trainer in her mouth then let out a strangled shriek.
“Careful, little human. The device is set to deliver a small sting if you bite it. That’s part of the training. When a Tharan male has his manhood i
n his female’s mouth, he wants to make sure no matter how much his twin is arousing her, she won’t get carried away and accidentally do him harm. The sting becomes sharper each time you sink your teeth into it, even a little. You need to suck on it instead of biting down. Eventually, your body will learn to control its automatic impulses. No matter how deep you are in the throes of passion, you’ll keep your mouth open wide and suck.”
His words should have made her furious. Instead, the forbidden image of having one of the brothers licking between her legs while the other fucked her mouth with his huge cock made her pussy spasm. Jynn bent his head again and drew her other nipple into his mouth. This time, as soon as she felt his lips on her skin, she relaxed her jaws and tentatively sucked on the thick head of the trainer instead of biting it. To her surprise, a blast of dark hot sweetness filled her mouth. It danced on her tongue and made her clit throb with need. She moaned.
Jynn lifted his head and smiled. “Judging from the sounds you’re making, you’re learning quickly. The trainer absorbs a male’s gyron when he touches it then delivers a burst of it to a female as a reward when she behaves well.”
Kyra couldn’t believe what she was hearing. The thing in her mouth worked like an electric collar on an animal. She wanted to be furious – except it doled out shocking bursts of pleasure as well as pain. She sucked again, lightly, experimentally. It gave off a single drop of sweet dark heat, like melted chocolate mixed with strawberry liqueur, laced with a hint of red pepper. She swallowed. The gyron blazed a trail of warmth down her throat before settling into a spicy glow deep in her belly.
Jynn drew back and raked his eyes over her body.
“You waist is so narrow, I can almost circle it with one hand.”
He reached out and demonstrated. His gaze traveled down. Kyra blushed. During her months of captivity by the pirates, she hadn’t been able to use her laser wand to remove her pubic hair as she normally did, and she hadn’t taken the time to groom since her release. It had grown into an unsightly dark thatch.
He ran his hand over it. “This tangle of soft curls nestled between your legs. I find it highly erotic.”
One finger brushed the hood of her throbbing clit, and she gasped, filling her lungs with the gyron wafting off him. Her pussy clenched, and she felt it gush.
Jynn’s nostrils flared, and his eyes grew dark. His finger dipped between her legs. “It’s slick with your juices and holds the scent of your arousal. The females of your species have evolved a delightful way to call attention to the treasure hiding underneath.” He brought his hand to his nose and inhaled. Then he smiled at her. “I’ve had the pleasure of tasting your juices. It will be Jax’s turn – right after your punishment.”
Punishment. Even the word made her clit throb.
Jynn adjusted the legs of the bench so one end stood higher than the other. Jax laid her over it facedown, pulled her legs apart, and fastened her ankles to the corners with padded straps while Jynn made sure her arms were secured to the front with more straps. Tied down, with her legs wide apart and her naked ass high in the air, she trembled with a mixture of anxiety and arousal. Every inch of her was exposed for them to see and… Oh God. To touch and taste and explore.
Jynn stepped in front of her. With her head hanging down, she had to crane her neck to look up at him. “Jax will spank you first. Then we’ll remove the trainer. You will tell us about your sexual experiences. Your fantasies and desires. If you don’t answer all our questions fully, we’ll put the trainer back in your mouth, and I’ll lash you with the vela.”
He bent down to show her the object he had in his hand. Her eyes widened. It was a cluster of what looked like thin leather strips, each about sixteen inches long, attached to a wooden handle. “We do not do this to be cruel. Our planet can be a harsh and dangerous place, and males are trained to be mindful of that at all times. As our species evolved, males learned the best way to keep their female safe is to assure she immediately obeys any order from her Mates. A single moment spent questioning or arguing could spell disaster.”
Behind her, Jax’s hand caressed her upturned bottom. She sighed at the warm tingling sensation as his hand worked his gyron into her skin.
Jynn went on. “Making you answer intimate questions about your sexual experiences, the acts you enjoy most, encourages trust. You’ll never surrender to us completely unless you trust that whatever we do, it is for your own good. And we need to know all about you because we intend to excite you and please you as you’ve never been pleased before. So, first the punishment, to teach you that your obedience is necessary if we are to keep you safe and happy in the future. Then…” His voice became a caress as gentle as that of his brother’s hand on her upturned bottom. “Then you will tell us all the things you love. All the things that make your nipples hard and your pussy wet. And, most important, all the things you’ve secretly dreamed of doing but never did. Especially the forbidden things…”
The combination of his seductive words and the gyron his brother was stroking into her skin had a hypnotic effect on Kyra. She closed her eyes and let vivid images of indecent acts she’d fantasized about but never had the nerve to try fill her mind.
Jax’s first whack came as a shock. He eyes snapped open. She jerked against her restraints and gritted her teeth as the lick of fire nipped her backside. She’d forgotten about the trainer. Her teeth clamped down on it instead. The shocking tingle hit a millisecond after the fiery sting of his palm. Her harsh gasp turned into a muffled wail.
She thrashed around, but her hands and feet dangled above the floor, giving her no leverage. Jax started spanking her steadily, hard swats delivered one after another without a pause. With her body still tingling, she concentrated on sucking the thick head of the trainer every time his hand connected with her burning bottom.
Her mouth filled with the addictive sweet-hot taste of Jynn’s gyron. It made her pussy clench and her clit pulse with need. The fire he ignited on her bottom didn’t go away. Instead, it heightened her arousal. She found herself anticipating each whack, arching her back and thrusting her bottom up so her mound rubbed against the fur-covered bench every time his hand connected.
“Our little human is so responsive. She loves being spanked. I can see her juices glistening in the curls around her pink folds. It’s time to take out the trainer so she can tell us her darkest secrets.”
Jynn unfastened the straps behind her head. Kyra whimpered and sucked hard one last time as he drew out the device. She swallowed then shuddered as the rush of heat pouring through her made her pussy spasm.
Jax loosened the restraints and helped her off the bench. “You will sit. Here. So we can enjoy looking at your body as you answer our questions.” He pointed to one of the armchairs in the sitting area.
Kyra lowered herself gingerly onto the seat, wincing when her sore bottom came in contact with the hard leather. She considered asking for her clothes, or at least her tunic, but decided not to risk their displeasure. Instead, she folded her arms over her bare breasts self-consciously and kept her knees pressed together. Jax sat down in the chair opposite hers with his legs spread wide, and Jynn took up his place leaning against the long table, his arms casually folded. Neither Tharan seemed the least bit uncomfortable about carrying on a conversation stark naked. Her eyes darted around the room, trying to find somewhere to land her gaze other than on their enormous cocks.
“You seem to enjoy being spanked,” Jax remarked. “You even asked to be punished. But Rhom says males on Earth do not spank their females. Why do they refuse to do so?”
“They don’t refuse because we would never dream of asking. Physical punishment is not tolerated on Earth. It is considered a harsh and archaic form of discipline. If one of them had attempted to spank me, I would have reported him to the authorities. They’d have sent him to a reprogramming center.”
“Then, how do the males of your species compel their females to obey them?” He sounded truly puzzled.
She
laughed. “Obey them? It’s not a requirement on Earth. Domestic partners enter into a relationship as equals.”
“Equals?” Now it was his turn to laugh. “How can they be equal when the male is larger and stronger?”
“Strength and size don’t matter on our world. We don’t hunt animals for our food, and we don’t engage each other in hand-to-hand combat, except for a few who indulge in it as a sport. As part of my preparation for this mission, I did undergo training in resolving conflict by physical means, to prepare me for encounters with primitive worlds where I might need to defend myself. Most human males and females are similar in height and build, and we all wear the same trousers and tunics. At five foot five inches, I am an anomaly there. A foot shorter than most, with a much curvier body than the average woman.”
Jax gave her a once-over that made her feel even more naked. “We like your curvy body.”
“You bear no trace of male scent in your pussy,” Jynn announced. “No mark of ownership inside or out. You do not have a Mate.”
The statement hung in the air between them. It wasn’t a question, so she didn’t respond.
He furrowed his brow ridge. “A beautiful, passionate female. Unmated. I do not understand Earther males. On our world, you would have had teams of warriors doing battle for the honor of licking your slit.”
She blushed. “We… uh… we don’t do that either.”
“What?” Jax shot out of his chair. “Do not lie to us, human. My brother has the vela handy.”
“It’s true,” she whispered shyly. “I never had anyone do… what Jynn did to me. I’ve heard sometimes a male will ask a female to put her mouth on his… um… erection, but most Earther females won’t do it. And our males would never consider doing something as dirty as that to one of us.”
“It needn’t be dirty,” Jax replied. “Earthers believe in bathing, don’t they?”
“Yes, we bathe. I didn’t mean that kind of dirty. I meant bad. Naughty.”
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