Sold To The Alien King

by Zara Zenia

  “This too, is something my brother would see turned foul. He believes the work is beneath the status of a Xicret warrior and he seeks to turn the work over to lesser beings from other planets.”

  Betty sat her cup down softly and looked at him tenderly. “Barsork, I know you must love your brother, but it seems to me that what he wants is a world of slaves at his disposal. You must know that what he is doing is wrong.”

  Barsork nodded his head, but did not respond. After several minutes he changed the subject.

  “If you have finished with breakfast, I would like to show you some of the countryside. We have been given a very luxurious place and we are quite protected here. There is an amazing waterfall not far away. I thought we could take a walk.”

  Betty readily agreed and quickly went to change. Once again she found a pair of clothes laid out for her of the same fashion from the day before. She quickly dressed and slid on the foot coverings from the day before.

  By the time she made it back out to the eating area, Barsork had already cleaned everything and was ready to go. He held out a small pouch with a string and she took it willingly. “What is it?” she asked.

  “Just a travel pack. There are water tablets inside, as well as a dryer, and a case for collecting if you find things you want to take with you.”

  Betty looked at the tiny pouch curiously feeling the near weightlessness. “I don’t want to sound disbelieving, but are you sure all of that is in here?”

  Barsork laughed and clipped the small pouch to a loop in his pants. He wore no shirt and Betty couldn’t help but admire his perfectly chiseled body. She blushed when he noticed that she was noticing and quickly turned her attention to attaching her own small pouch.

  Soon after they headed outside, and Betty was once again astounded by the beauty around her.

  “What would you like to see on our walk today?” Barsork asked.

  Betty giggled. “I don’t know, pretty flowers, bright sun, exotic birds.”

  As they walked down the path, she couldn’t help but notice that the sun felt brighter than it had only moments before, and she could hear the chirping of birds off in the distance.

  “Is this real?” she asked.

  Barsork smiled. “Yes. It is real. You are inside of a hollo scanner. It is how the planet hides people when they are being hunted. No trace of us can escape this place, because this place isn’t really here. I know it’s a bit complicated, but trust me, we are safe and you should enjoy as much of it as you wish.”

  Betty smiled with renewal in her body and mind like she had never known. The Bentier had given her energy and strength, and the warmth and feel of spring made her lighthearted and free.

  By the time the sounds of water could be heard, Betty almost completely forgot that she was being chased by hunters, or that she had been stolen from her home. She took two more steps forward and found herself at the bottom of a waterfall surrounded by the most vibrant colors.

  The mist from the waterfall was warm and refreshing on her skin and all around were bright colored flowers, their sweet scent filling the air. Above her head, birds flew and then landed in the clearing pecking at the seeds from the flowers.

  Betty turned to Barsork with tears in her eyes. “This is perfect,” she said softly. “Thank you.”

  Barsork leaned down and kissed her forehead, and then her cheek, and then her lips. Betty felt the world spinning, just as it had the first time he had kissed her and she could feel her body tingling with expectation and anticipation.

  She pulled away slowly with a sly smile on her lips and walked down to the edge of the pool. The waterfall was at the back and the mist sprayed its hues across the entire pool, making her feel as if she were standing inside a rainbow.

  Slowly, but purposefully, she began to take off her clothes, and slowly waded out into the perfectly clear water. When she turned around, Barsork was still standing on the bank, his mouth open and a look of wonder on his face. She laughed when he turned away quickly.

  “I did not mean to stare,” he muttered.

  Betty laughed happily. “You cannot go swimming in your pants, Barsork. Come get in with me. Besides, you did promise to protect me and keep me safe.”

  Barsork turned around slowly and after several seconds finally began to remove his pants. She couldn’t help but stare at his big blue manhood. Barsork was an image of perfection and she smiled as he slid into the water.

  “Glad you could join me,” she teased.

  Barsork walked out to where she stood and reached his hand out to her cheek gently. “I have never seen you without clothes,” he said gruffly. “You are even more beautiful than I imagined.”

  Betty strode forward pressing her naked body against his and sliding her hands around his waist. “Barsork did you mean what you said last night, about being bonded to me?”

  He coughed and his face turned a deep blue. “I thought you were asleep,” he said bashfully.

  Betty took a step back. “Oh, so you didn’t mean it then?”

  Barsork immediately grabbed her waist and pulled her back. “Betty, I meant every word. I never thought that I would know what it was to be bonded, but now that I am, I cannot change it, and I would not want to. You own me, Betty, heart and soul and body.”

  Betty felt tears flowing down her cheeks and she felt his tender fingers wipe them away. “No one has ever looked at me the way you do, Barsork. No one has ever loved me. I want to go home to Earth, but I want to stay with you too.”

  He placed a finger on her lips and shushed her. “There is time for us here and now in this moment. That is where I want to be right now. I want to know you, and feel you, and love you, and bring you pleasure.”

  Betty leaned forward and laid her hand upon his bare chest and leaned her head up to kiss him. When his lips met hers she felt the electricity flow all through her body. She could feel the rise of his huge manhood against her leg as he pulled her in even closer.

  She looked up at him longingly. “Barsork,” she whispered. “I’ve never been with anyone before, like that. What if I mess up, or don’t know what to do? I don’t want to disappoint you.”

  Barsork smiled gently. “You could never disappoint me, Betty. Just let me love you, and let yourself react naturally. If you want to stop, just say so. I won’t hurt you.”

  Betty nodded as he leaned his head down to kiss her lips once more. She could feel his strong hands around her waist and his stiffness against her leg. His tongue ran across her lips and she groaned against him.

  His lips trailed down her body to her neck line where he suckled her and pulled her to him. Her hard nipples pressed against his bare chest as the water lapped around their waists. Barsork’s hand moved from her waist to the small of her back, his other hand moving to cup her bottom.

  He ran soft and erotic kisses down her neck and over her shoulders. She felt his lips on her arms, and her chest, and around her breasts until she was moaning with desire for him. When he took her nipple into his mouth she heard herself cry out with pleasure.

  His tongue ran across her erect nipples and the sensation was so intense she felt herself getting wet. For a split second she felt embarrassed and tried to stop herself, but almost as if he could hear her thoughts, Barsork shook his head and brought his face to hers.

  “There is no shame in letting someone love you, Betty. I am pleasured when you are pleased.”

  Without waiting for an answer, he once again moved his head to kiss her breast, this time as he suckled her he cupped both hands under her bottom and lifted her to his waist. She wrapped her legs around him as his tongue ran circles on her nipple and she felt the wetness as her body erupted in orgasm.

  As if the orgasm enticed him even more, Barsork walked out of the water still carrying her in his strong arms. He laid her down gently in the soft grass beside the waterfall and lowered himself to her. His lips trailed kisses from her breast to her lips, to her neck, to her stomach and then back again. Betty was lost in a
world of bliss.

  She felt his hand reach between her legs and gently open them and then he bent down gently kissing the inside of her thighs, and slowly made his way to her womanhood.

  She writhed against him with wild abandon as his hands ran across her body and his tongue danced across her clitoris. Betty lost track of how many times she came, but she clearly remembered when she began begging him to take her.

  Before she had been worried that the massive size of him would not fit in her, but now she wanted nothing more than to feel his giant blue cock inside her.

  “Please Barsork, I need you,” she cried against him.

  He sat on his knees in the grass, his massive member standing erect and wrapped his hands around her back. In one swift motion, he pulled her forward sliding the tip of himself into her.

  She was so wet already that the feeling of pain others had spoken of didn’t exist for her and she felt herself pressing her hips against him begging for more. She heard his groans as he slid more of himself into her and suddenly she wanted him to feel as much pleasure as he had given her.

  She sat up and wrapped her body around his and slid herself down around his cock inch by inch, relishing the sounds coming from his throat. When she had taken all of him in, she began to raise herself up and down moving faster and faster, her breast bouncing softly against her chest.

  She could feel sweat dripping down her body as she allowed her body to do what felt natural, just as he had suggested. She slid herself down one last time and then began to move her hips forward in a rocking motion.

  Barsork's hands came around behind her to grip her bottom as he pushed himself in rhythm to her own thrusts. He began to groan in a way that sounded more like a growl and she wanted nothing in the world more than she wanted him to release himself into her.

  Her own moans of pleasures she was sure could be heard for miles around as she continued to pulse back and forth, and up and down upon Barsork’s manhood. She felt the tightening of him inside of her and knew he was close and she leaned forward planting her lips against his.

  As if her kiss unlocked the beast, Barsork spewed inside her, releasing himself in shuddering jolts.

  They lay against each other for a long time just breathing each other in and relishing the experience. After a while, they waded once more into the refreshing water and swam together. Betty could not have imagined a more perfect day.

  Later that night, Barsork lay on the soft bed back at the hideout while Betty lay against him in her favorite spot on his chest. “I had a really great time today,” she whispered against him.

  She could feel him smile. “Me too.”

  “I guess I did okay for my first time?” she asked cautiously. His answer seemed very important in that moment.

  Barsork moved softly until he was overtop of her and looking into her eyes. “Betty, I know this may come as a surprise, but I’ve never had sex before either. Today was my first. So for what it’s worth, it was most certainly the best I’ve ever had, or could ever imagine having.”

  Betty was most certainly surprised to learn that he had been a virgin as well. She had just assumed from his demeanor that he had been with lots of women. Not only had his answer made her feel good about herself, but she also felt incredibly special that he had chosen her to be his first.

  “So how did I do?” Barsork asked as he looked deeply into her eyes.

  Betty smiled and ran her fingers along his biceps. “Well, I think you did a great job, but we have a saying on Earth.”

  “What’s that?” he asked.

  Betty laughed softly. “Practice makes perfect,” she said.

  Barsork joined in her laughter and they made love again several more times before finally drifting into sleep.

  Chapter Eleven

  Barsork

  Barsork awoke naked with Betty wrapped up in his arms, her perfect body enticing him. He smiled to himself and kissed her softly on her forehead. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled up at him tenderly. “Good morning, precious,” he whispered softly in her ear.

  “Good morning,” she answered as she stretched. “What’s for breakfast?”

  Barsork laughed and tickled her until she was giggling and writhing on the bed. “I suppose you’re going to expect breakfast from me every morning now?” he asked as he flopped on top of her.

  She reached her hand down rubbing gently on his cock. “Well, the better you feed me…” she laughed.

  After making love once more, Barsork finally got out of bed and made his way to the kitchen where he made breakfast while Betty got ready.

  He got so lost in his thoughts that he hadn’t heard her come in and he nearly dropped the fruit bowl when he turned and saw her standing and watching him. She smiled at the look on his face as she sat down.

  “You were humming as you made breakfast.” She giggled. “A big strong warrior like yourself, humming over the fruit bowl.”

  Barsork made a grumbling kind of reply, but smiled in spite of himself.

  As they shared breakfast, Betty ran her fingers through her hair. “What are we going to do today?” she asked.

  Barsork set his cup down. “Well, there’s a party going on tonight at the big mansion down the hill. I heard it’s going to be pretty spectacular.”

  Betty tapped her fingers on the table with a worried frown on her face. “Aren’t we supposed to be in hiding? I don’t think it would be a good idea to just show ourselves at a random party.”

  “Well, if we could go without risking being seen, would you want to go?”

  Betty glanced at him suspiciously. “What do you have in mind?”

  Barsork pulled out two purple dots similar to the black dots at the hollo scanner.

  “What are they?” she asked.

  Barsork put one behind his ear in the same spot as he had the black dot and then before her very eyes he changed into his human form. Betty could hardly believe her eyes.

  “They work just like the hollo scanners only backwards,” Barsork explained. “The hollo scanners project images outwards, while the phase scanners project inward.”

  Betty looked at the purple dot and then back at Barsork. “You’re a shape shifter. How do I know these phase things will work on me?”

  Barsork put the second purple dot behind her ear and then walked her in front of a mirror. “Just put an image in your mind of what you want to look like.”

  Betty closed her eyes and focused on something simple. She opened her eyes and smiled. “It worked!” she exclaimed. Barsork glanced at her and frowned. “You could have changed into anything, and you chose to change your eye color?” he asked.

  Betty turned and looked at him surprisingly. “How did you know I changed my eye color?”

  Barsork looked somewhat confused. “What do you mean how did I know? Before your eyes were brown, and now they are blue.”

  She continued to stare at him until he felt somewhat uncomfortable. “You know what color my eyes are,” she finally said softly, her eyes filling with tears.

  Barsork felt very confused as he nodded his head. “I am bonded to you, Betty. I know everything about you. Did I upset you in some way?”

  Betty rushed forward and threw herself into his arms kissing him. “I think I’m falling in love with you,” she said.

  Barsork still felt confused, but smiled nonetheless. “Oh, well that’s nice,” he said feeling somewhat awkward.

  Betty kissed him one more time and then went back to the mirror. For the next several hours, Betty had the time of her life playing the best version of dress up a girl could ask for. She was literally able to change into anything. At first she tried simple things like unusual hairstyles, and different styles of clothing.

  After a while though, she started asking Barsork to describe different species to her and she amused herself by becoming whatever he was describing.

  “What about this?” she asked as she twirled around in pink skin with bright yellow specs and course hair that ran down h
er back.”

  Barsork smiled politely as he had the last dozen or so times. “No matter what image you project, you are beautiful, but please pick something soon or we will miss the party entirely.”

  Twenty minutes later the two headed out of their private hideout and ventured into the world at large. How Barsork had found out about the party was still a mystery, but Betty decided the answer wasn’t really important. She was happy being with him, and wanted very much to enjoy the evening.

  In an effort to stay concealed, Betty had finally decided to go as one of the Vendier race; tall and slender, but muscled and strong.

  Her long purple hair hung in rivulets down her bare shoulders and she wore a slim fitting dress that shifted hues when she walked, giving her the appearance of the shimmering edge of a crystal wave under a setting sun. Her skin was of a near translucent blue and was decorated with small glistening specs that looked of diamonds.

  To say that she drew attention was an understatement, but anyone that looked at her never saw a human, which was all she had really needed in the disguise. Barsork for his part went disguised as a Tengarian elemental.

  The Tengarian’s were a species who had learned not only to harness the elements, but also to control them. If not for their beliefs of nonviolence, and servitude they would be among the most deadly of races.

  Even with their beliefs, no one dared to test them in battle and so the race was left completely inviolate for centuries. As if their intense strengths were not enough of an intimidation, their size and fortitude certainly were. Most stood between eight and nine feet tall with arms and legs the size of a full grown Azu-ban and hands that could crush boulders. The deep golden skin was smooth to the touch, but virtually impenetrable.

  “Well, don’t you look handsome?” Betty said as she slid closer to him. “A girl could get used to a device like this,” she said, looking at the Phase scanner.

  Barsork laughed. “They do have their uses, but at the end of the day the person underneath is still the same as they always were.”