by Dinah McLeod
“Do you like to read?” Binnix asked as he began to walk in long, swift strides.
“Very much,” she said as she hurried to keep up with him. “I admit, it’s a bit of a daunting task, learning to read an entirely different language.”
“I can’t imagine. It must be frustrating for you.”
“Yes. Well, I really appreciate your offer to help.” She slid her gaze toward him, still marveling at the fact that he’d offered at all.
“It’s my pleasure, Sarai. What kinds of books do you like to read?”
“Oh, just about everything. I love history, astronomy, science. It’s a shorter list what I don’t like, which is mostly just biographies.” She wrinkled her nose. “And even those are good, if the person was interesting.”
“It sounds like you tend to spend a good deal of your time reading,” he observed.
“I do. I always have, really.” Sarai smiled to herself, thinking that when she made her escape he would very much regret helping her. “Thanks again.”
“Do all al—forgive me, Earthlings—enjoy reading?”
“No, not hardly,” she laughed.
“Ah. It is the same on this planet. The only one I ever knew that really liked to read was my cousin.”
“Oh?”
“Yes, she liked books about science and things like that...like you.” His voice was as no-nonsense as ever, but Sarai thought she detected the slightest hint of respect in his tone. Well, it was about time he started seeing her as more intelligent than a garden-variety house cat.
“You were not the Premier on your planet.”
She was so caught off guard by the change in subject that it took her a minute to reply. “No,” she agreed at last, flushing at the remembered lie.
“Then what did you do, Sarai?
She glanced at him and then looked quickly away again, her mind whirling. She knew that she couldn’t lie to him—he’d know and she’d end up sobbing as she went to sleep on her tummy for the night. She didn’t think she could take another spanking so soon after the last, either. So she couldn’t lie, but would he guess what she planned if she told him the truth? Surely not…
“I worked in communications,” she said at last, the words coming out hesitantly.
“You don’t seem certain,” he pointed out.
“I don’t know the word for it on your planet, or if you even have one. Put simply, my job was going to be figuring out a way to communicate with our home planet. We were the second shuttle sent on this mission and I was supposed to find an easier way for us to get news back to Earth.”
“This is considered an important job,” he said, surprising her that he didn’t phrase it as a question.
“Yes. It would have changed everything.”
“You are disappointed.”
This was the first time that he’d given any sign of considering her feelings at all, which made Sarai do a double-take. Perhaps there was hope for this alien after all. “Very much so. I’ve dreamt of going to and exploring another planet for almost my whole life. I thought all my dreams were coming true, but…”
“But you are on another planet. Unless, of course, this is all some elaborate hoax.”
Sarai’s brow furrowed as she peered at him more closely. “Binnix, did you just make a joke?”
“Yes. I am capable of them, you know.”
“Well, actually, I wasn’t sure as I didn’t find anything in your library on anthropology.”
“You mean, you want to know how we work.”
She nodded. “In a sense, yes.”
“I could tell you.”
“I don’t know. I’m afraid my questions might end up seeming offensive, or disrespectful, and…”
“Ah. So you did not enjoy your trip over my knee.”
“No, I most certainly did not. Why? Is that something females on your planet enjoy?” she shuddered at the thought.
“Some do, yes.”
She gaped at him. But as she was looking at him, she noticed that his eyes were not black, hard pieces of flint. In fact, they looked like he was smiling at her, even though his full, red lips remained somber. “Binnix…did you enjoy spanking me?”
“Very much,” he replied without hesitation.
The admission should have made her angry. He had hurt her, and he’d liked it! How dare he? But somehow, she didn’t feel mad. What she felt was a weird stirring in the pit of her belly that felt an awful lot like desire. Which wasn’t hard to understand, given his gorgeous appearance. Too bad he was not only chiseled out of stone, but acted like it, too.
“This cannot surprise you. Surely the males on your planet feel the same?”
“Maybe some do, but I’ve never met one myself.”
“Your last mate never punished you?”
Sarai’s eyes narrowed. “Typically, on my planet women who are spanked get it because they enjoy it. Men can’t just walk around acting like they own everyone and can do what they want.”
“No wonder your planet is in such disarray.”
“Who said anything about my planet being in disarray?” she demanded hotly.
“If it wasn’t, why would your people be trying so hard to leave it?” he replied, as though it was the most reasonable thing in the world.
Hmph. Okay, he sort of had her there.
“But if you go to a new planet only to do things the same way as on the last one, the same problem will persist. I think it’s lucky you found your way here.”
“Is this the part where I thank you for beating me?” she asked, sarcasm dripping from every syllable.
“You can, if you like,” he replied, missing it entirely.
Sarai snapped her lips shut and sped up her pace. Damn her short legs! On this planet she couldn’t even make an angry exit!
“I’ve offended you.”
“That’s putting it mildly,” she snapped.
“I am sorry for that, and I would like to discuss what I did to upset you, but first I would caution you that your voice is bordering on disrespectful.”
She huffed in annoyance and rolled her eyes, but didn’t speak again lest bordering became full-blown insolence.
“I assure you that I did not mean any insult. I’m just surprised that your species does not revel in such an enjoyable pastime.”
“It wasn’t enjoyable for me,” she grumbled.
“Well, of course not. I didn’t mean for it to be.”
“Thanks a lot.”
“But, did you not consider, Sarai, that it could be enjoyed by us both if I wished it to be?”
Her tummy did a little flip, belying the anger she still felt. “The thought didn’t even cross my mind,” she informed him brusquely, though she was certainly thinking on it now. In fact, in her head quite a steamy scene was taking place just now. Instead of screams, she was moaning as his hand came down on her naked flesh. Tears were replaced with blushing cheeks.
“I could show you, if you don’t believe me.”
Yes! Oh, yes, please! Her mind cried out even as her pulse picked up and her pussy began to slicken with the thought. She swallowed hard, reluctant to answer. Because she knew that there was no way she could admit that she wanted him to spank her. That was ridiculous.
“Sarai?”
Ugh. She couldn’t say it. She couldn’t. Just, why did she have to want it so badly?
“No,” she said, her voice practically a whisper.
“No what?”
“No, I don’t want you to, um… you know.”
Binnix stopped walking and turned to her. She halted right behind him and looked up at him. “You’re saying that you don’t want me to show you what it feels like to get spanked for your pleasure?”
Damn, he made it sound good. But she just couldn’t. How would she ever look him in the eye again? Besides, she wasn’t supposed to be falling into lust with anyone—she was supposed to be focused on getting out of here, and she would
lose that focus if she allowed herself to get caught up with him and in things that could never be.
“That’s right.”
“Oh, Sarai.” He shook his head, tsking his tongue. “I’m afraid that that was a lie.”
***
Binnix watched with delight as her eyes widened. They really were such a pretty shade of blue, and her cheeks suffused with pink as she realized her error. His blood was pumping hotly through his veins and his body was revving with excitement. “You have two choices,” he told her, his voice soft as a caress. “You can either tell me the truth, or be punished for lying to me.”
“Yes, I lied,” she agreed, rather quickly. Apparently she was catching on to how things worked around here.
“I want to hear you say it.”
“Say…” she trailed off and her face flushed redder still.
He waited patiently to see if she would obey. He was coming to see that these Earthlings were stubbornly emotional creatures. He didn’t mind—it made her infinitely more fun to chastise.
“I…I would like you…I…”
“Take your time.”
Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes at him and when the color in her cheeks went deeper, he got the sense that it wasn’t just embarrassment this time. “You really are enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“You could be enjoying it too, if you’d only obey and tell me what I want to hear.”
Her brow furrowed as she scowled at him. “Well, you know what, I don’t want you to spank me, not for pleasure, or anything else. Maybe I did, but I don’t anymore. You’re arrogant to think that every woman must want you. You’re arrogant, and you’re a jackass.”
He listened to her angry tirade until she stopped. She was still glaring at him, and breathing hard, her nostrils flaring. Still, he found her insatiably attractive. He never would have thought he would enjoy being yelled at—indeed, no woman on his planet had ever dared—and maybe it was simply because he was thinking of spanking her pale, gorgeous ass again, but somehow, her little speech just made his cock harder. He had to have her.
“Go get me a switch from that tree over there,” he instructed as he pointed. He was careful not to let his voice betray his feelings of desire.
“Fine,” she snapped. She whirled around and took three steps toward the tree before spinning to face him again. “You know what? No. I will not. I’m tired of you acting like I’m some…some animal you have to tame! I will not be treated like this, and I am not going to fetch an implement for you to beat me with! If you want it, get it yourself!”
Binnix stepped toward her, his long legged strides closing the distance between them almost before she could realize what was happening. Then he captured her face between his hands, lifted her effortlessly and kissed her.
When he set her back down again the look on her face was positively dazed.
“Get me the switch I asked you for, Sarai.”
“I…what did you do to me?”
“I kissed you,” he replied matter-of-factly.
“Was it…do you…was it magic?”
He chuckled softly. “It might have been for you.”
“I…I feel so strange.”
“I can see that. Get me the switch now—don’t make me tell you again.”
“Or what?” she asked. She didn’t sound defiant this time—all of the anger had melted out of her voice. She seemed merely curious and Binnix was happy to satisfy her curiosity.
“Or I’ll whip your bottom to ribbons, my darling.”
She bit down on her bottom lip, looking at him with wide, limpid blue eyes before she nodded once.
He was pleased that she’d chosen to obey, and just as thrilled to watch her walk away. How had he not noticed just how voluptuous her backside was? Her hips were wide, creating quite the eye-catching sight when she was viewed from behind. She had such a tiny waist, which made her ass stand out all the more. It was a beautiful sight anytime, though his favorite was when it was bare and over his knee. He was going to branch out, however—no pun intended—and see what he thought of it bare and bent over while she hugged a tree and waited for the lash of the switch. Though he couldn’t say for sure, he was nearly certain that he would find it just as pleasurable.
When she came back, her face still flushed, she seemed not the least bit fearful as she handed him the long, thin switch. He took it from her and examined it. It was not the one he would have chosen, but it would suit his purposes just fine.
“Lift your garment and turn around.”
She did as he instructed, pulling it higher when he asked her to do so. Only when he could see her naked body from the waist down was he satisfied. Then he began to use the switch. He didn’t strike her with it—instead, he moved it slowly along her skin, watching as goosebumps trailed in its wake. He did it slowly, gently, giving her time to think about the fact that he could, at any moment, use it to cause her pain. She deserved it—she’d lied to him, yet again, and she’d yelled at him and disobeyed. Surely these thoughts must be running through her head and she’d be dreading feeling the punishing lash of the switch against her bottom.
And yet, there was the contrasting sensation of what he was doing right now. She probably suspected that he was toying with her, and in a way, she’d be right. He let the switch slide across her skin as gently as he would if he’d been using his finger. At first, she’d been tense, undoubtedly prepared for the sting to come. But as time went by, she slowly began to relax until there was a shadow of a smile on her lips and she seemed completely at ease.
That was the moment he chose to strike. Sarai’s eyes went wide and her gently curved lips rounded into an O of surprise. But she didn’t cry out. He’d flicked her lightly, applying only the slightest bit of sting to her tender skin.
She looked to him as if trying to assess if that had been his intention. He stared back, his face devoid of any sign to tell her, no matter how hard she searched.
One would have thought that it would take much, much longer to get her to the same relaxed state a second time, but she seemed to fall back into it rather easily once the switch began to slide across her skin again.
“Tell me how it feels.”
“It…hurts.” She bit her lip and seemed to be thinking of how to describe it. “But…differently.”
“Differently how?”
“It sort of stings, but…” Her cheeks flushed and she looked away. Apparently she was learning it was best not to lie, but it looked like her solution was to stop speaking all together.
“It feels good?” he suggested. When her blush deepened in answer, his cock stiffened. His pants were becoming uncomfortable. His cock longed to find relief inside her, but he knew that the time for that, if it ever came, was not right now.
“I guess,” she admitted begrudgingly.
“You guess?”
“I…I mean, it sort of does.”
He flicked his wrist and the switch whipped across her skin just as lightly as before.
A little gasp emitted from her pretty lips.
Turning his wrist just slightly, he laid another stripe down that fell across the first two. Then he set it aside and pulled her to him. He bent her back into position—she went quite willingly, he was pleased to note—and began to caress her switched bottom.
It wasn’t hard to detect that her breath was coming in rapid little gasps, and either his sense of smell had improved since that morning, or else she was very, very aroused.
He told her as much, and spoke over her stammering protest. “Admit it, and I’ll finish the demonstration.”
Sarai fell silent for a moment, considering. Then, sounding both embarrassed and excited at once, she said, “Yes, I’m turned on.”
Binnix felt a surge of triumph that went straight to his cock. He began to rub her bare rear with his hand, lingering on the places the switch had landed. Though he could see a faint imprint of where it had struck, she wouldn’t be left with any m
arks. He ran his hand over her cheeks, allowing his fingers to savor the feel of her silky, smooth skin before he brought his hand back and slapped her backside.
“Oh,” she murmured.
“You see?” he asked, delivering another smack that was meant to sting in quite a different way. “Good girls who obey get rewarded.”
“Yes. I see.”
He was so pleased by her answer that he gave her two more spanks. They weren’t gentle, but nor were they meant to be punishing. Instead, the light slaps were intended to arouse, which, judging by the way she writhed over his lap, was definitely working. “More?”
“Yes, please,” she replied in a breathy little voice.
He eagerly obliged and peppered her skin with light spanks that grew in strength as he continued. Her breath quickened and her soft mewls turned into moans of pleasure. He could feel her tensing and he knew it had nothing to do with pain. Binnix stopped spanking and moved his hand between her legs, nudging her so that she would spread them and he could get better access to her sex. When he caressed it, she let out a sound that he hadn’t heard yet—something between a groan and a sigh.
“You like this?” he asked, just to be sure.
“Mmm-hmm.”
His hand stilled. “We’ve been understanding each other well up until now. I do not know what this means.”
Sarai uttered a girlish giggle. “It means yes. Yes, I’m enjoying it very much.”
Needing no other encouragement to continue, he caressed her there, noting how the juices that flowed so openly from her sex coated his hand. It was colorless, this secretion, but had a rich, musky smell that he found enticing. He thought it odd, but he didn’t mind it. There were many differences between these females and those of his planet, but he was quickly finding that he didn’t mind all of them.
“Binnix?”
“Yes?”
“Could you…would you spank me some more?”
“With pleasure.” Only this time, his hand came down on her sex.
