“You have no idea how wrong you are,” Jack fires back.
“Yeah? I’d love to hear why.”
“Come on, Jack,” I add. “We’re all on the same side here. Whatever you know about the leader, you can tell us. Surely he’d want to meet Ed,” I say, running my hands along Tamrys’s muscular arms. “He’d want to know he’s got a powerful new ally, especially if there’s a mission that could use our help as soon as possible.”
Jack shuts his eyes and scratches his head. “I’m sorry, I can’t. I’m sworn to secrecy.”
“Very well,” Tamrys replies, drawing his gun and aiming for Jack’s heart. “His secrets will die with you. I’m sure your sacrifice will be appreciated.”
“Wait, please!” Jack cries, sinking into his seat. Sweat drips down his face and his eyes look sunken into his skull.
“I’ll tell him you were loyal until the end.”
“Jack!” I shout, rushing to get between the two men. “He’s going to kill you! Please, just give him what he wants!”
“Out of the way, Tina!” Tamrys growls, nudging me to the side. “Unlike the rest of you, I’m not afraid to kill. Goodbye, Jack.”
“Wait, wait! I’ll tell you the truth!” the man shouts, raising his hands in surrender. “Don’t kill me!”
Grinning, Tamrys aims the weapon at the ceiling. “Fine, go ahead.”
Blinking away real tears, Jack takes in the room around us and runs his hand down his deathly pale face. “There is no other leader, Ed. It’s just me. I made him up because… no one would follow me. Once I started saying I had a secret contact in the desert, people got interested. So I just went with it.”
“You expect me to believe that?” Tamrys growls.
“It’s the truth. People look at me and see a loser. But if there’s a mysterious, dangerous figure to rally behind, they’ll be happy to join me in following him.”
Tamrys, I believe him.
I do too, pet.
“Jack, it’s a good thing you’re just an amateur,” says Tamrys, taking the gun and crushing it in his hands. “If you were for real, you’d be in serious trouble right now.”
Jack’s jaw drops as twisted chunks of metal that used to be a Ruger hit the floor. As we watch, Tamrys’s skin darkens, returning to its natural shade of turquoise. Then chaos erupts as a squadron of Dominar soldiers crash through the mall’s ceiling and windows. Landing at full speed, they immediately charge, moving so fast they’re practically a blur. In seconds they’ve completely surrounded the group of rebels, weapons aimed and ready to fire.
“You’re an… you… you,” Jack mumbles. “Why didn’t you just…?”
Tamrys grabs the collar of Jack’s shirt and pulls him up off his feet. “Because there are real threats out there, and I will stop at nothing to root them out.”
“We should have shot you the second you snuck in,” Jack spits as the Dominar soldiers cuff all the rebels.
Tamrys grunts out a laugh. “It wouldn’t have worked, and you’d be charged with attempted murder. You’d spend the rest of your life on a prison world. You should be grateful we’re going to show you mercy.”
Before Jack can say another word, the guards drag him and the rest away. Tamrys turns back to me and gathers me in his arms, hugging me tightly. We watch the squad conduct a search of the area, securing all the weapons and cell phones. If any of them are connected to other AAB cells, the Dominars will find out.
“There’s no need for us to stay any longer, Sabine, if you’re ready to leave.”
Hearing him say this, a wave of fatigue passes through me. I want to go home, but I’m not really sure where that is anymore. Is it my little prison back on the Spire, or my spacious but vacant apartment? I don’t really have a home. The only place I want to be is by Tamrys’s side.
I nod. “Yeah, let’s go.”
* * *
A shuttle waits for us outside the mall; as soon as we board, it lifts off, a course set for the east coast. For a while I don’t say anything, imagining what would have happened if the Tucson AAB hadn’t been a bunch of wannabes. Would I have been willing to kill one of them, if they were the real deal? Would Tamrys have stepped in to save me from crossing the line, or let me take a step I couldn’t walk back from?
“Sabine, are you okay?” Tamrys asks, wrapping his arm around my back. “Do you want to talk?”
“I’ll be alright, thank you,” I say with a sigh. “When I said I wanted to take action, I didn’t really know what I was talking about. What I thought was a desire for justice was really just thirst for revenge.”
Tamrys gives me a soft squeeze and kisses my forehead. “You’d just survived multiple attacks on your life. You were right to be angry. Maybe you could have handled it a little better, but no one is perfect.”
Smiling, I lean into Tamrys’s shoulder and inhale his musky aroma. “Luckily I had you to help me figure out what really matters.”
“You’re welcome. I’d do it again for you in a heartbeat. Don’t feel bad: you did the best you could in the situation, and you were brave for wanting to go there in person. Regardless of how our mission started, we accomplished something good today.”
“Thank you, sir,” I say. My chest feels like it’s glowing inside, I’m so happy. “I always wanted to add field work to my resume, to have disarmed some kind of tense situation. I never imagined I’d do it by getting stripped and spanked in front of everyone.”
Tamrys chuckles. “If you like, we could use that technique again in the future.”
“Ha, ha. Sir. That’s okay. I like that part better in private.”
“We can go somewhere… private,” he says, leaning down to kiss my neck.
“Yes, sir,” I mumble, letting my head hang back as he fondles my breasts.
For the first time, I find myself wishing a Dominar shuttle could go faster. I’m so eager to get back to the Spire, to my room and Tamrys’s cabinet full of toys… Just the thought makes my pussy clench with need.
When the shuttle lands, Tamrys has his hand in my unzipped jeans, and slowly strokes my drenched folds through my panties. He stops when we have to disembark, but only so that he can pick me up and carry me over his shoulder. I cackle and shriek as he effortlessly lifts me; I hold onto his massive chest as hard as I can, though I know he’d never let me fall. He doesn’t even put me down until we’ve ridden the lift to the top of the tower and he gently lowers me onto my bed.
“Sabine, as beautiful as you look right now, I want you to regrow your old hair and restore its natural color.”
“Yes, sir,” I say, happy to comply. “Will you do the same? I liked your hair.”
“Gladly, pet.”
As I watch, his hair quickly grows in and his short beard recedes into his turquoise face. After a moment of thinking about it, I feel my long locks darken and reach down to my shoulders.
“That’s better,” he growls, pushing me back into the soft mattress.
I stretch out my arms, enjoying the feel of the thick, warm duvet. The bed is so inviting, all I can do is look up at Tamrys, waiting for him to take me however he pleases. He starts by grasping the collar of my shirt in his hands; with one hard pull, he rends the garment in half, exposing my chest and stomach. He yanks my bra over my head, then hauls my jeans the rest of the way off, leaving me in just my damp panties.
Tamrys strips slowly, enjoying my lingering stare as he tosses his human clothes against the wall. Already his massive member stands at attention, and when he takes in my nearly nude form, his eyes gleam with desire.
Climbing on top of me, he lowers his head to kiss me while caressing my breast. Pleasure pulses through me as my heartbeat rises. Tasting his salty lips, I reach down and find the hard shaft of his cock.
“Wait, Sabine,” he says, grabbing my wrist and pinning it against the bed. “Remember the way you felt with me after Avyria’s show that night?”
“Of course, sir,” I purr, biting my lip.
“We were so rudel
y interrupted, and I’d like for us to finish that night properly. Would you like that, pet?”
“Yes, sir.”
He lowers his head and whispers in my ear, “Good.”
I hear a soft hum, and then my room detaches from the Spire, lifting up into space. Turning my head, I watch out the window as the blue sky thins to black. The room around us darkens until all I can see is his silhouette reflected in starlight.
“Much better,” Tamrys says.
To my surprise, he crawls backward on the bed, yanks off my panties, and buries his head between my legs. I shriek as his lips find my clit, sucking on my sensitive button. His tongue dances between my swollen lips, every movement eliciting new surges of euphoria. Gripping my thighs, he spreads my legs wider, giving him unlimited access to my quivering folds.
“You taste like honey, pet,” he says. Resuming his lapping, he licks circles over and around my clit. He grunts with pleasure as he works me steadily closer to climaxing.
“I’m going… to come… sir,” I mumble. If not for his firm hold on me, I’d be grinding my hips in time with his licks, desperate for more pressure.
“Not yet, pet,” he chides, pulling back, causing me to whine in frustration.
I hear the doors of the toy cabinet fling open and catch sight of several reflective objects floating toward me: telerings. They quickly seal around my wrists, ankles, waist, and neck, locking in place. They hold me down against the bed, keeping my body spread apart, vulnerable to Tamrys’s every desire.
Trembling with insatiable hunger, I tug against my bindings, but they don’t budge. I’m completely helpless. “Please, sir. I need to come.”
He chuckles, caressing my inner thighs with a torturously ponderous pace. “What’s the rush? You’re not going anywhere, and neither am I.”
Clenching at the miserable emptiness of my warmth, I blink away tears. “I’ll do anything, sir. Please!”
“I know you will,” he says, cupping my face in his palm. Leaning over to kiss me, I feel a hard pinch on my nipples: a pair of Yckjer clamps, according to my nanites. The devices bite down hard on my sensitive flesh, yet the pain only fuels my arousal.
Tamrys taps the clamps, stoking the harsh sensations of their presence, but at the same time he fingers my pussy, creating a confusing flood of stimulation. I understand his purpose, eliciting both torment and bliss together, entwining the two. When I accept that they’re inseparable, I can appreciate the role suffering plays in satisfaction.
Fine, then.
I inhale sharply, letting the pain of the clamps wash over me. Tamrys’s fingers drive in and out of my pussy at the same time, and with my mind totally open, the combined feeling is incredible.
“You haven’t come yet, have you?”
“No, sir,” I gasp. I’m close, which I think he knows. “Can I now, please?”
“From this?” Tamrys says, pulling out his fingers. He shows me his digits, glistening from my fluids. “I think you deserve better than that.”
Damnit, I don’t care! As long as I come!
My fury probably amuses him, but he doesn’t let it show. He looks toward the toy cabinet, and a moment later something big floats into his grasp. We both watch as the device starts to shine from a slick of oil spreading across its surface. As the coat grows to encompass the entire device, I can make out that it’s a long, thick phallus.
“If you enjoyed my fingers, you’re going to love this,” he says, lining the device up against my hungry pussy. Despite its impressive size, the toy slides into my channel with ease, glided by my wetness and its own oils.
“Mmm, thank you, sir,” I moan. He’s right: the plug feels absolutely wonderful as it fills me up. My hole happily stretches to accommodate its girth. When it’s in, I start to sense a mild tickling along its length. Then the telering around my waist lifts my hips upward, arching my back.
Tamrys climbs up onto his knees and leans over until he can kiss me. I drink in his touch as my toes curl.
“The closer you get to orgasm, the harder that toy will vibrate,” Tamrys explains. “I want you to fight it until I give you permission to come. Is that clear, Sabine?”
“Yes, sir,” I reply, my voice barely louder than a whisper. I don’t know how I could possibly obey this order, even if I really wanted to. Buzzing steadily in my pussy, the device is creating a vicious cycle—I can’t help getting more and more turned on, thus causing it to intensify its overwhelming vibrations.
I take long, deep breaths, trying to distract myself from the bliss eager to erupt throughout my body. My hands fight against their restraints, wanting to pull the devilish device before it can push me over the brink, but I can’t get free.
Tamrys tugs on the clamps, keeping me from losing control entirely, but his help is short-lived. Once the surprise wears off, I’m back to waging war against my own need.
“Keep fighting, pet. You’re doing very well,” he says, stroking his mammoth erection.
A small bottle emerges from the cabinet and hovers its way toward Tamrys, who opens it and pours the contents on his rod. When he’s covered his cock in the fluid, he pours out some more into his palm. When he applies his hand to my rear, I cry out, knowing what’s coming next. He spreads the lubricant around, fingering my tight hole to make sure the oil gets inside. Then I feel his throbbing tip press against my clenched bud.
“Don’t fight it, pet.”
I do my best to comply, relaxing my muscles. As soon as I do, Tamrys presses in hard enough for his tip to penetrate. Gasping, I quake as his steely shaft pushes inward. Being stuffed by his cock and the toy hits me with a powerful new wave of arousal; as a result, the toy buried in my pussy hammers against my taut inner walls. Instinctively I squeeze down hard, making Tamrys grunt blissfully.
“You must be so desperate to come,” he whispers as he starts to thrust.
“Yes, sir,” I cry. “Please!”
He plunges his cock deep into my ass, rubbing against the vibrator. With every thrust I cry out, dying to release the energy inside.
“One last thing, then I’ll allow it,” he says. Careful not to slip out, he reaches with his long arm and finds my panties, then stuffs them into my mouth.
Still slightly damp, I groan, inhaling my musty taste. I’d be repulsed, but I don’t care; my master is looking into my eyes and grinning.
“Okay, pet. Now you can come,” he says.
As I let loose the orgasm I’ve barely managed to hold back, Tamrys thrusts harder and faster, pounding my ass as the vibrator pulses with extraordinary energy. Writhing in place, I buck against Tamrys and my restraints, unable to escape the overwhelming ecstasy carrying my consciousness deep into subspace.
Time loses its meaning as I feel everything with total clarity. Tamrys’s grunts grow in volume, but I barely hear them. At some point I lose my voice, unable to continue screaming, despite the joy bursting forth as the orgasm reaches its zenith.
As soon as it’s finished, however, the next immediately begins to coalesce. Tamrys doesn’t slow down, plowing into me like a machine. His eyes close and his jaw hangs open. Through our nanites, I can practically feel his bliss as potently as my own. I can also tell that he’s not stopping any time soon. That’s fine by me. Whenever I’m with my love, I’ll never want him to stop.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Sabine
“Ready, pet?”
“I am, sir.”
Tamrys smiles and squeezes my hand. Tonight’s the big night; days of planning have gone into what we’re about to do. I’m a little nervous, but my love’s presence at my side reassures me that we’re going to be fine.
After everything we’ve experienced together, this should be easy.
It’s been two weeks since Avyria’s first broadcast of ‘Our Earth,’ and unlike that day, now her studio is filled with an audience. They chatter excitedly, knowing that today there will be a major announcement during her broadcast.
I’ve mostly tuned out during his add
ress, instead communicating with Tamrys via nanite. I’m already aware of what Forta is telling everyone, so there’s no need to listen now.
Though we’re in the studio too, Tamrys and I are waiting out of sight—we wouldn’t want to spoil the surprise, after all.
“And what’s going to happen to the Tucson AAB members now?” Avyria asks Forta, close to wrapping up her interview. Even though Forta is not the most sparkling personality, her rapid-fire questions have kept the audience enthused and engaged throughout the segment.
“They will be tried soon. As they did not commit any actual acts of violence against the Dominars, their sentences will likely be minimal,” Forta explains.
“Many have speculated that the sentence would actually be quite harsh, to make an example of the consequences for defying the Dominars. Now you say there will be leniency. Why would you want to go easy against enemy conspirators?” Avyria asks.
“Because we are committed to fairness,” Forta asserts. “The Tucson group never committed an actual act of violence against us. Had they attempted a serious attack, the sentencing would be appropriately severe.”
“Don’t you think letting them off easy will embolden others to conspire against you?”
Forta grunts, shaking his head. “Perhaps, but they will lose, and they won’t like the consequences.”
“Thank you, Consul.”
Forta nods, and then a chime sounds in my head.
Showtime.
Avyria clasps her hand in front of her chest and waits for the audience to cease its applause. “Now, we promised that tonight’s forum would feature a major announcement. There will be time for comments and discussion later, but for now let’s cut to the chase. Please welcome our returning guests, Executive Consul Tamrys and Ms. Sabine Marchessault.”
An audible gasp goes through the crowd as Tamrys and I walk out into the studio. Though we don’t smile and wave like movie stars on an evening talk show, we do acknowledge the audience with solemnity.
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