Alien Slave

by Tracy St. John

  Wynhod thumped hard against her and his fingers seized her throbbing pearl. “Now Dani!” he grated, the velvet-softness of his voice lost in effort.

  Her lower regions ignited in an inferno, the explosion carrying all the way to her fingertips and toes. Had she been capable of coherent thought, Dani might have expected her hair to smoke from the conflagration. Every cell was alight. Her body pulsed with continued eruptions, fed by the now erratic thrusts of the roaring Wynhod.

  Dani only regained a sense of reality once the Kalquorian drooped heavily over her, his gasps a windstorm in her ear. Her sex continued to convulse, as if determined to draw every last drop of seed the alien possessed, and Wynhod moaned with every squeeze.

  At last she was able to stir a little under the warm blanket of male. The Nobek pushed himself off her with a grunt of effort. She felt him sway unsteadily behind her.

  “Are you all right?” Krijero said, his voice choked with amusement.

  “I can barely feel my legs.” If a voice could sound pale, that voice would be Wynhod’s. “How are you, my little fighter?”

  “Wonderful,” Dani sighed.

  He laughed and patted a buttock affectionately before gingerly disengaging from her still clinging body. Dani restrained a disappointed whimper to feel him go. She felt empty without Wynhod.

  “Is there anything left for me?” Krijero was coming close.

  Dani was strapped down tightly enough that she couldn’t raise her head to look at him, but the eagerness in his tone betrayed his arousal. She was tired after her exuberant responses to both Wynhod and Gelan, but the anticipation of being treated to more surprises and more astounding sex beat back the majority of the weariness.

  “I will be happy to serve you as well, Imdiko Krijero,” she said.

  “I’m glad to hear that, Dani,” he murmured. The loosening of her bonds let her know he was unstrapping her.

  Once he’d freed her, Krijero helped Dani sit up on the table. His blue-purple eyes stared into hers. “How do you feel?” he asked.

  “Okay.” She giggled. Okay was such an understatement. In the wake of the best sex of her life, okay was a flat out lie.

  He smiled back at her. “Having fun?”

  Dani couldn’t help but titter again. She was almost giddy from satisfaction. “A lot of fun.”

  “I think my clanmates feel the same way. It was certainly enjoyable to watch.”

  Dani realized her hands were loose, and she could finally touch one of the magnificent bodies. She ran her fingers over the alien’s throat, down to the expanse of his chest. “You’re all so beautiful. I wasn’t expecting you to look like this.”

  Krijero cocked his head to one side. “No? I’m glad our appearance pleases you.”

  “Very much.” Dani traced the tight circle of his nipples, delighted when they hardened under her fingertips. She leaned forward to capture one in her mouth, flicking her tongue over the tip. The alien caught his breath. His hands dove into her wavy hair to stroke her thick tresses.

  Dani kissed her way across his chest to suckle gently on the other nipple. Krijero made a sound somewhere between a moan and a growl. His fists clenched in her hair.

  The Kalquorian torso was proportionally longer in the waist than an Earther’s. Dani’s hands traveled down the two rows of abdominal muscles, fascinated by the blatant musculature. The aliens resembled her race in so many ways, enough to make her believe the rumors that the populations of Earth and Kalquor had descended from the same long-ago ancestors. Yet the differences were stark enough to render Krijero and his clanmates exotic. Dani’s love for novelty was being well fed tonight.

  She slipped from her perch on the table so she could kiss her way down the splendid body before her. She’d had enough of not being able to run her hands and mouth all over the magnificent specimens who’d bought her time. Krijero stepped back, making room between himself and the table so that Dani could kneel before him.

  She chose to ignore his turgid lengths for the moment, opting to concentrate on his thickly-muscled thighs instead. Good heavens, he could pull a full-size transport several miles cross country without flagging. Okay, that was probably an exaggeration, but he did have amazing legs.

  Dani traced the granite inner thighs with fingertips and tongue, starting from one knee and working her way up until she was close enough to Krijero’s cocks to feel their heat. Then she switched to the other leg, repeating the delightful path up once more.

  Dani leaned back to look over the Imdiko’s double endowment. Shaded slightly darker than the rest of his coffee-with-cream skin, they jutted straight out from his body. The cocks glistened wetly. In the spotlight that illuminated the table area, she easily saw a thick vein running the underside of each smooth organ, throbbing with Krijero’s pulse.

  Her fingertips stroked the bottom of the smaller penis, enjoying the silky, slick feeling of the lubricated skin sheathing Krijero’s iron length. She caught the minute tremble her touch set off in the alien before her. Dani looked up to see him watching her, his lips parted and eyes dark.

  “You’re amazing,” she said. The compliment wasn’t part of her service to him. She meant it.

  Dani returned her attention to his sexes. Her hand closed over the smaller one. Its heat astounded her. All of his body seemed to run hotter than hers, and his cock was hottest of all. She pumped the organ in her fist, and Krijero shuddered from head to toe. His pulse thumped harder than ever.

  Tilting her head to the side so the larger penis wouldn’t slide up her nose, Dani closed her mouth over the tip of the rear one. He had a spicy cinnamon-like flavor, which was a delightful surprise. Unlike its bigger twin, it had no opening. The Imdiko’s

  breath caught, and his hands clutched her hair once more. His obvious excitement aroused Dani. Honey slid from her core to slicken her inner thighs.

  Keeping the one hand wrapped around the base of the smaller cock, Dani grasped his front one with the other. Pressing it carefully upward and out of the way, she slid her mouth further down the alien’s second shaft, taking as much of him as she could. His groan rolled through the room. She whipped her tongue over the firm flesh before slipping most of it back out.

  Dani worked her lips back and forth over Krijero for a few moments, listening to him moan a few words in his own language. He might have been speaking obscenities or calling to whatever pagan god his kind worshipped. Either way, she knew it was praise for her work. Her pussy warmed at the appreciation.

  She released him from the prison of her mouth and leaned back again to consider the larger twin. A drop of whitish-pearlescent fluid depended from the opening at the tip. Dani wondered if Kalquorian seed tasted as good as the honey that exuded from their pores. Only one way to find out.

  She extended her tongue to delicately accept Krijero’s offering. Catching the precious fluid, Dani rolled it around in her mouth. Cinnamon-spicy, sugar-sweet, and salty-savory all at once, it was a treat for the tastebuds. She wanted more.

  Without any further preamble, Dani sucked the thick cock into her mouth, taking as much of Krijero as she could. He shouted and his whole body went rigid at the sudden assault, but she ignored him, greedily pumping him with hand and mouth.

  The Imdiko seized either side of her head, forcing her to stop and withdrawing until only the tip of his penis remained in her grasping mouth. Dani whined a protest, working both lengths with her hands.

  “Bind her wrists behind her back,” Krijero yelled. “I can’t hold off if she keeps this up.”

  Masculine laughter answered him, but an instant later Dani’s hands were pulled free of the Imdiko. Soft cuffs wrapped around her wrists, then clipped together behind her back. She whined a protest.

  A heavy hand smacked her rear, and she jumped at the sharp report and sting that suffused her buttocks with heat. “Behave yourself, little fighter,” Wynhod chuckled. “Don’t make us punish you.”

  Instead of killing her arousal, the warmth from his chastisement onl
y made desire grow. Dani wasn’t just wet with need now. She was soaked. Why would she react like that to punishment, she wondered? That was just weird.

  She flicked her tongue over the tip of Krijero’s cock and rolled her eyes upward in supplication, hoping the gentle Imdiko would have mercy on her. What she saw on his face stopped her cold.

  Krijero stared down at her, all traces of his sweet disposition gone. He looked every bit as dangerous as Wynhod. The cat pupils of his eyes had widened until the irises had all but disappeared in the blackness. His lips pulled back slightly, revealing his sharp fangs. The intensity of his gaze was that of an apex predator eyeing its next meal.

  Terror and a swirl of unexpected craving mixed down low in Dani’s guts. She forgot to breathe.

  One side of Krijero’s mouth lifted in a feral grin. “Now that’s the look of a scared but excited little girl. I like it.” His voice was a growl. “You will take what I offer, at the pace I dictate. You are mine to play with, not the other way around. Is that clear?”

  Dani’s mouth formed the words, “Yes, Imdiko Krijero,” but under that black stare she had no voice. She trembled before him, helpless on her knees with her hands bound behind her back, her head caught in the clasp of his firm grip.

  The suddenly fierce Kalquorian must have read her lips, because he acknowledged the answer with a jerk of a nod. “Open your mouth.”

  Dani’s jaw dropped open for him without thought. No argument occurred to her, no protest. It was as if her ability to determine her own fate had been turned off with the flick of a switch.

  * * * *

  Krijero stared at the pretty face of the Earther so close to his groin, at the amazing site of her lovely mouth waiting his pleasure. He couldn’t remember seeing anything so beautiful.

  He’d almost given into the urge to give her what she’d obviously wanted moments before. The need to climax, to pump her mouth full of his juices, had been overwhelming. The heat and pressure of her sucking, the wicked joy of her silky tongue, the eager clutch of her hands on him had conspired to bring him close to submitting to her hunger. He ached fiercely from his self-denial.

  But even the easygoing Imdiko breed didn’t hand over control to anyone who hadn’t proven dominance. Dani wasn’t alpha to him in any way, and Krijero’s natural Kalquorian instincts had forced him to call a halt to her demands.

  His clan had bought and paid for her time. She belonged to him, not the other way around. His nature insisted he put her in her place.

  The task promised to be very enjoyable, as long as he could hold out.

  Krijero slowly inserted his turgid cock in the submissively waiting mouth, sliding it delicately over the velvet texture of Dani’s tongue. The sight and feel forced him to pause before he got very far. The sensation of warmth, the vision of the obedient female serving his needs threatened to undo him after all. His guts were a clenched fist, coiling tight at pleasure’s insistence on being achieved. He couldn’t do that. As much as his very being insisted he prove mastery over Dani, it also demanded he satisfy her as well. To suggest Krijero take pleasure without providing it in kind was akin to proposing he cut both his cocks off. Such a thing was simply unthinkable.

  After a moment, he slid further in. His breath came harshly. Did this Earther have any idea of how beautiful she was? She must; no one could possibly miss it. With her expressive brown eyes rolled back to gaze at his face, her high cheekbones that made her facial structure so striking, and her plump berry-shaded lips clutched around his slowly disappearing length, she was a goddess to be worshipped.

  Krijero vowed that even if it killed him, he would prove himself a worthy supplicant. It wouldn’t be easy given how well his clanmates had already served her, but he would somehow make it happen.

  He’d filled her mouth with half of himself before drawing back. Her tongue pressed the underside of his cock. Somehow she knew it felt best there against that fiercely pounding vein that ran its length. He couldn’t suppress the groan her talent incited.

  He pushed into Dani’s mouth again, pressing more in before pulling all but the tip back out. With each insertion he went a little farther, seeing how much she could take. He knew his species tended to be more endowed than Earther males, not that that was always an advantage with the tiny Earther women. Dani was the tallest of her race’s gender that he’d seen, but she was still delicate in comparison to the Kalquorians. He proceeded with every caution.

  She managed all but three inches of him, taking him down into the upper part of her throat before gagging harshly. Krijero immediately pulled out, allowing her to recover. “Are you all right, little one?”

  Dani nodded, her expression shamefaced. “I’m sorry. I’ve never had anyone so big this way.”

  He gently rubbed her temples with his thumbs. “You’re doing fine. I’m enjoying this very much.”

  She smiled up at him, like a child basking in a parent’s praise. By the ancestors, she made his heart ache when her face lit up like that. His voice husky, Krijero asked, “Are you ready to continue?”

  “Yes, Imdiko.”

  Krijero went back to fucking the luscious creature’s mouth, taking care to not push beyond her limits. His second cock rubbed up and down the outside of her throat, leaving a damp trail as his larger one dove in and out of the wet warmth. He’d never known such perfection as this Earther. More than ever he wanted to send his seed into her mouth and watch her throat work to swallow it. The urge to do so whispered seductively to him. But that would be ignoring her needs in favor of his own. Not acceptable.

  They had her all night, however. At some point, perhaps while one of his clanmates satisfied her, he would revisit her mouth and experience that joy.

  For now Krijero had made his point that he possessed control over Dani. She would think twice before exerting her own selfish demands on him again. It was time to reward her for acquiescing so well and to relieve the sweet agony of his desire.

  Krijero reluctantly stepped back, pulling himself free of Dani’s gently clinging lips.

  * * * *

  When the Imdiko abandoned his lovely assault on her mouth and throat, Dani keened with loss. She’d enjoyed the intimacy of the contact, adored watching the way his face worked with passion as she served him. She may have been rendered physically helpless, but Krijero had demonstrated the control she wielded over him. He gave her a sense of being both powerless and yet powerful all at once. It should have confused her, but instead it felt right somehow.

  She knew it was a lie, but Dani basked in the sense of belonging with someone. There was no real harm in pretending for a few precious moments.

  Krijero bent low to seize her around the waist. He lifted her up so they were face to face, and Dani instinctively wrapped her legs around him. His sexes nudged her bottom parts and she wiggled with delight. Having him make love to her would definitely make up for being denied the oral pleasure.

  “I like the enthusiasm,” he chuckled. He supported her with one arm as he reached beneath to adjust himself for entrance.

  “Service with a smile,” Dani grinned. Krijero was back to being sweet and agreeable, his previous aura of danger no longer in evidence. She wondered which aspect got her hotter. Both sides of the Imdiko had their points.

  His sexes prodded hers. He put both arms around her, holding her tight to his chest. The Kalquorian looked into her eyes, his smile fading as he regarded her with more seriousness. Dani wondered at the sadness she thought she saw in that pretty blue-purple gaze that held her as strongly as his arms.

  Krijero didn’t give her much time to contemplate the poignant expression. His mouth seized hers, kissing her with a thoroughness that managed to be tender as well. She lost herself in the sweetness of his mouth, thinking this must be how a man who loved a woman would kiss. The quiet passion of it curled her toes.

  The alien’s thrust was sudden and unexpected, and Dani cried out into his mouth with surprise, then again as her body abruptly took flight, coming c
lose to instantaneous orgasm. Her body opened to Krijero as if it had been made for his body’s specifications, and Dani galloped headlong towards climax.

  His mouth clung to hers as if sealed permanently, his grunts swirling with her cries. His arms drove her up and down over his thick staves while his hips jackhammered against her. Dani clutched his buttocks with her legs, driving him even harder into her clutching passages.

  She had a breath and a half before she detonated, shrieking and jerking in the grip of the powerful Imdiko. They drove mightily, as if determined to shatter themselves against each other. Dani’s elation rose, crested, fell, and rose again. She fought the cuffs

  holding her arms bound behind her, desperate to clutch Krijero, to have the leverage to ride him harder still. She screamed her frustration and glee with her plight, maddened and ecstatic all at once.

  Krijero finally tore his mouth from hers. Throwing his head back, he roared at the ceiling, climax ripping through his straining body. His cock jerked and throbbed inside Dani’s sheath, pouring liquid exhilaration into her womb. He thudded even more desperately into her and roared again.

  The Imdiko staggered, and Gelan and Wynhod were there to catch them both, gently lowering the fused pair to the floor with good-natured laughter. The pulses flowing through Dani’s belly quieted gradually, and she leaned against Krijero, snuggling her cheek against the hollow of his shoulder. She closed her eyes, listening to his pants ease as he caught his breath.

  The Kalquorians with their amazing bodies and carnal abilities had ruined everything, she thought ruefully. She was going to be spoiled for the rest of her customers from now on.

  Chapter 3

  Afternoon overtook morning in the city of Ler before Dani awoke the next day. A lovely cool breeze wafted into her room through the open window, along with the scents of food and the shouts of the open-air vendors. The whir of shuttle traffic and music from buskers of varying talents created the constant hum of activity Dani had grown used to hearing outside her room. She fingered the collar around her neck with its tracking device. Every slave wore one, preventing escape from their respective brothels. Should Dani be stupid enough to jump out her window and make a run for it, she’d be quickly caught, stripped bare in the market square, and beaten as an example to others contemplating such foolishness. Contracts were very serious business on Dantovon, religiously adhered to.