The Keepers Collection

by Pepper North

Walking slowly across the blue trawl, Huma allowed Pien time to recover and enjoy the scenery. She had seen pictures of Earth. His planet was very handsome, but Huma preferred the pink sky and the abundance of colors that surrounded them. She came across a handful of varitus plants. They were tall, resembling the trees on Pien’s planet. She sat down and rested her back against one of the plants. The varitus flowers hung heavily on the branches. They smelled sweet. Huma propped Pien against her side. She wrapped an arm around him to keep him safe.

  “This plant is called a varitus. It is very important for us. Nrantians eat the berries and make clothing out of the blossoms. The aroma just signals home to me. I knew I would want to build a home near a cluster of varitus plants for myself and my human if I was ever blessed to be paired with one. What do you think of Nrantia, Pien? Is it so different from Earth?” Huma asked, rubbing his arm tenderly.

  “There are many different areas on Earth for people to live. Each has their own characteristics. Sweden, my home, is a beautiful country. We are known for snow and cold weather. Do you have snow here on Nrantia?” he asked, starting to take an interest in Nrantia.

  “Snow is frozen water falling from the sky, correct?” She waited for him to nod his head in agreement. “No, there is no snow in Nrantia. Our weather is very similar in all areas of the planet.”

  “I’m not going back to Earth, am I, Huma?” Pien asked slowly.

  “No, Pien. You will live the rest of your life here with me. Does that make you sad?” she asked, leaning forward to look at his face to get a sense of his emotions.

  “Well, I will miss some things about Earth. I had a great job at an animal shelter at home.” Pien smiled at the thought.

  “What’s an animal shelter?” Huma asked, turning to lay on her stomach so she could watch Pien’s face.

  “An animal shelter is a place where dogs and cats that don’t have homes can find temporary shelter. Many people on Earth have a dog or cat as a pet. Do you have pets on Nrantia?” he asked. When she shook her head indicating that she didn’t understand, he continued. “People on earth that want to own a pet often choose to go to a shelter to adopt a pet and take them home to take care of them for the rest of their lives. It keeps animals from dying in the winter from the cold or from a lack of food. My job at the shelter was to feed, bathe, and clean animal cages.”

  “You kept animals in cages?” Huma was appalled.

  “Yes, they were safer that way from other animals. I knew they were lonely, so I always talked to them while I cleaned and fed them,” Pien rushed to assure her. “They all knew my voice and would come running to meet me.”

  “That sounds like a job that many would want,” she said impressed.

  “No, not really. It didn’t pay well, and it was dirty. I didn’t do well in school. It was hard for me to remember all the stuff we were supposed to learn. I don’t think my brain worked well for school. But I was really good at taking care of the animals.” Pien looked at her and smiled. “I’m never going home, am I?”

  Huma shook her head slowly. “It’s not possible, Pien. A human body can only survive stasis one time. Could you try to think of our house as home?”

  He nodded slowly, “I’m going to have a hard time learning Nrantian. I’ve enjoyed talking to you. I’ll miss this when the translator stops working.”

  “Even if we can’t talk with words, we’ll still communicate. Let’s come up with some easy gestures to say things that we’ll want to say. Hmmm, how could you tell me you’re hungry?” Huma asked with a smile. When Pien pantomimed putting food in his mouth, Huma laughed. “That’s perfect. Now, what else do we need?”

  “How about ‘Good morning’? And ‘Good night’?” Pien asked. They had fun coming up with a variety of ways to signal to each other. “Can we practice tomorrow? So, I won’t forget?”

  “Of course! We’ll practice each night at the greenness meal, so we both will remember,” Huma assured him. Then, watching him yawn widely, she added, “Time to go back home, Pien. Little humans need lots of sleep to recover from stasis.” When he agreed quickly and began blinking his eyes to stay awake, Huma knew he was very tired. She hopped up to her feet and lifted him easily into her arms.

  “You’re really strong, aren’t you, Huma?” he asked, laying his head against her shoulder. He was asleep before she could answer him.

  Chapter 33

  Laying her human on his back on the changing pad, Huma quickly stripped the outside suit off him before helping him empty his bladder into his quobon. Pien grumbled but fell back to sleep very quickly. Huma gently rolled him on his side. She lubricated the reading device and pressed it deep into his rectum. It hummed and vibrated for an extended period before a slew of instructions appeared on the screen. Huma read them carefully as she removed the rod. Pien’s stomach was having difficulties adjusting to the new environment. It would need some assistance in the next several lora.

  She chose to wrap him in a fresh quobon and place him in his crib to sleep. When he woke, she would give him a soothing bottle of magriri juice and allow him to waken slowly. There would be enough time for a cleansing later. Somehow, Huma suspected that Pien would not like this necessary treatment. She would have time to think about how to soothe him while the cleanser helped his system adjust. This would probably be the first of many cleansings for her human.

  Chapter 34

  Pien woke slowly from his nap. He wasn’t used to being lazy and sleeping during the day, but his body was insisting on extra sleep while it adjusted to life on Nrantia. The delicious milk that filled his mouth as Huma rocked him was delicious - even better than a milkshake. He patted Huma’s strong, velvety arm that wrapped around his stomach. He grasped two of her fingers and held them tightly.

  “You are regaining your strength, little human. I am glad,” Huma said brushing his wavy, blond hair away from his face. When his green eyes looked up at her, she could feel them caressing her face. She didn’t think that the bonding process was supposed to occur so quickly, but she knew she would give her final breath to make sure he was healthy and happy. Wiggling the nipple in his mouth, Huma encouraged him wordlessly to finish the calming formula.

  She had already set up his nursery for his first cleansing. The reading device had formulated a stiff cleansing mixture designed to clear the forming blockages from his insides. It would be difficult for Pien to accept. She rocked him smoothly for several minutes after he had finished the magriri milk. When she felt his body resting comfortably against hers, she spoke calmly, “Pien, your body is having some difficulty processing the difference in gravity and nourishment. Does your tummy hurt?” She rubbed his abdomen gently.

  “It does a little. But it will get better. I probably need to move around a little more,” Pien answered slowly. The tone in her voice gave him a clue that something was happening. He started to sit up. “Whoa!” he reacted as Huma stood from the gliding chair and walked to a strange structure. “What’s this?” he questioned as Huma gently laid Pien down on his back and threaded his small feet through the padded loops dangling above the inclined surface. They spread his feet widely apart and elevated above him. The incline slanted lower at his head, rising to the highest point at his bottom. His weight was braced on wide shoulder pads that kept him from sliding head first down the incline. Huma quickly affixed his hands in the restraints by his bottom so prevent him from struggling or hurting himself. She removed his quobon and cleaned his skin of urine.

  “Huma? What are you doing to me? I don’t like this. Let me go!” Pien demanded. He was a little woozy as he tried to fight off the effects of the magriri juice.

  “Pien, you need to settle down. The reading device has pinpointed that you need a specific kind of medicine to help your tummy adjust. This is called a cleansing. It is very simple. I am going to lubricate your bottom and introduce the cleansing nozzle now.” Huma pressed the thick lubricant around Pien’s anus and into his rectum. Using just one of her fingers, she watched his face carefull
y to avoid stretching his delicate tissues too quickly. When she pressed the cleansing nozzle inside his bottom, she saw a flash of recognition float over his face before he began yelling.

  “Stop! Huma, you can’t do this to me. Stop!” Pien began to thrash his body back and forth.

  Huma pressed two arms tightly against his body to hold him still on the cleansing platform. One arm pressed against his upper chest and shoulders while the other anchored his lower half across his pelvis. “Pien, why are you rebelling so much? This is a simple cleansing.” She knew humans did not like this treatment—at first. Oreg had trained them that a wise Keeper would use the pressure of the cleansing to stimulate their body sexually. An orgasm or two relaxed the body so the cleansing formula could spread deeper. The orgasms also were a valuable distraction. Suddenly, she understood. She could feel Pien’s penis engorging as it pressed against her arm.

  Cupping his head between her hands, Huma said very quietly, “Pien, my impression of many stories told by humans is that most people were constrained to behave in a certain way and enjoy selected activities on Earth. There were judgments made by someone who nobody seems to know, evaluating some things as good and some things as unacceptable. You’re not on Earth anymore. Whoever set up the rules for what you find appropriate or not, isn’t here. It is very likely that they’re not even alive on Earth now. Do they still get to make rules about what is right for you?” Holding his gorgeous green eyes, Huma reached one large hand between his legs to wrap around his penis. “Your penis isn’t conflicted. It wants nothing other than to feel pleasure. I want nothing but to make you happy and healthy.” She began to stroke his penis with long pulls from her velvety furred hand.

  “Does your penis wish me to stop?” she asked quietly, holding his eyes.

  Pien looked to the side. He nodded rapidly. “I want you to stop.”

  “I didn’t ask you that, Pien. My question was does your penis wish me to stop,” Huma continued in that soft voice.

  When again, he started nodding his head, she looked at him very sternly. “Pien, humans who lie to their Keepers are spanked. I was chosen to be a Keeper because of a very specific skill set. I know immediately if you are lying. Are you going to keep lying to your Keeper?” she asked, admonishing him. She cupped his chin in one hand and tilted his head so that their eyes met again.

  “No, I don’t want to lie to you. I’m sorry, Huma. You have a defective human. You probably can turn me back in and wait for another human to arrive,” Pien said, trying not to cry. He felt completely overwhelmed. He was away from everyone he had known for his entire life. They were probably all dead by now. In the little town he had grown up in, it was not acceptable to find anything other than vanilla sex interesting. The feel of the nozzle overfilling his rectum was driving him crazy. He jumped as he felt a gush of warm liquid begin to flood his intestines.

  “I would never be able to turn you in for anyone else. My mind and emotions have already bonded with you. There will be things that I will have to do for you or to you that will be physically or mentally challenging. I would rather you enjoy those things. Will you try to erase the old Earth judgments in your brain about things that are good and bad?” she asked softly as she began to speed up her strokes.

  Without thinking about it, Pien nodded his head to agree. The slanted position and his lifted, spread legs prevented him from clenching his muscles to stop or slow down the flow of the cleanser. Pien groaned deeply and closed his eyes only to burst them back open as he felt something warm and wet begin to slide down his penis. His eyes locked on Human’s face as she wrapped her beautiful lips around his erection and drew in slightly, sucking his organ into the incredible warmth of her mouth.

  He tried to tell himself that he shouldn’t enjoy this. But all the sensations combined to overwhelm his sense of what should be. He was locked into the incredible feeling of being completely unable to control anything. His hands and legs were tightly restrained. His bottom was invaded by a large nozzle that allowed the stinging cleanser to flood inside him. Her warm, wet mouth enveloped his burgeoning penis. With a jolt of shock and pleasure, Pien realized that her mouth was equipped with two tongues. She used one to excite his penis while the other moved sensually across his testicles. He could stop nothing. His will and pleasure had been completely hijacked by the large Nrantian. She forced him to take it all. Within a few minutes, a sound of pure erotic satisfaction burst from Pien’s lips as he orgasmed more strongly than ever before. “Huma!” he shouted in exaltation, and everything around him faded to gray.

  Chapter 35

  When he awoke, Huma stood by his side, brushing back the curls from his forehead. “Little human, you are such a surprise for me,” she said, smiling at him. The cleanser has worked sufficiently. I am ready to begin removing it from your body. Are you ready?” she asked softly. At his nod, Huma reached between his legs and reversed the nozzle’s flow. Instantly the stinging cleanser began to flow from his body.

  Pien took a deep breath of relief and let it out slowly. He began to talk only to have Huma’s fingers press against his lips. “You are mine now, little human. I will take the best care of you always.” She adjusted the cleansing platform to tilt so that his hips were slightly lower than his torso. Huma pressed carefully into his abdomen, smoothing the cleanser out of his body. As the pressure eased inside of Pien, she activated the gentle suction that would pull the last of the cleanser from him. Finally, his cleansing was over. Huma allowed him to rest on the cleansing platform as she put away all the equipment for sanitizing. Finally, she carried Pien over to the changing table and wrapped a fresh quobon around his hips.

  “I bet you are hungry now,” she said, making the sign that they had designed for hunger. On cue, Pien’s stomach growled loudly. Chuckling, Huma picked him up and set him down on his feet. Holding one hand securely, she told him, “Let’s see how you’re adjusting to Nrantia.” She began to walk slowly, allowing for his smaller steps. By the time they had reached the nursery entrance, Pien was feeling better and walking steadily.

  “Wow! I don’t feel like I’m spinning around anymore. I think that nap really helped.” He looked at Huma with a smile.

  “I am glad you feel better. Your equilibrium has improved due to the cleansing. I understand that many Keepers have found that their humans need frequent cleansing to be at their optimal wellness,” Huma shared without a sign of embarrassment.

  “Everyone, I mean, all the humans get cleansings like that?” Pien asked, turning bright red.

  “Each Keeper has their own techniques for treating their human’s tummies. But yes, I can assure you that the tummies of all humans on Nrantia warrant special cleansing treatments. Next week, I will take you for your first visit to see Dr. Irte. He is the doctor who specializes in treating our precious humans here on Nrantia. He will require that you have a complete cleansing before you see him. He will examine you inside and out.” She saw the apprehension begin to grow in Pien’s green eyes. She turned him toward her and lifted him into her arms. “Do you trust me, Pien?” She paused as he thought. Only, when he nodded slowly did she continue, “Then, you do not need to worry about Dr. Irte. He has devoted his life to taking care of humans. He will not harm you.”

  “You will be there with me, Huma?” Pien looked deep into her eyes.

  “I will be with you forever, Pien,” she promised. “Now, enough worry. I want to see just how much you have recovered. I will stand here perfectly still, counting to ten. Then I will come after you. Do you think you can reach your highchair before I can reach you?” At his confident nod, Huma smiled and began counting. Her smile grew in delight as Pien started to race toward the eating room. She was so glad she had practiced smiling before his arrival. She couldn’t imagine not having a human way to indicate how happy her life had become since Pien had entered her life.

  At ten, she leaped into motion, flying through the space within a fraction of a second. Pien never stood a chance of beating her.


  Chapter 36

  Lying on the deep blue trawl, Pien stared up at the sky. It was so different from Earth here. There were no fluffy clouds above him. Only swirls of pink that would be invaded by green swirls when the Nrantian day was ending. Everything smelled differently, too. There was no whiff of pollution or even smoke from the neighbor’s barbeque grill. He had yet to eat anything that was cooked or even warmed. Pien’s biggest adjustment was to try to alter his thinking.

  He was an adult, but Huma cared for him as a child. He was never out of her sight. He began to feel trapped. He could take care of himself. He’d done that for many years on Earth. Did he really need a Keeper here? He looked toward a clump of trees to the right. If he could make it a couple of feet, he might be able to hide in the undergrowth. He knew just how fast Huma was. He would need a distraction.

  The sound of voices coming toward them made Pien sit up. He turned to see a huge Nrantian and a muscular human slowly approaching. Huma put a hand on his shoulder to reassure him. “Aste has come to visit with his new human, Rux. Rux arrived on your ship as well. I completed my Keeper’s training with Aste. He is very knowledgeable.”

  The two Nrantians greeted each other with a close hug and pats to the back. Pien hadn’t seen another Nrantian. He knew Huma was female, but he had no idea how to tell them apart. Now, seeing them together, it was obvious. Aste towered over Huma. He was twice as wide and more substantial. Huma moved more rapidly.

  “Hi. My name is Pieter, but Huma has renamed me Pien. It means something like the foam on water. I guess she’s not used to seeing blond curls.” Pien laughed as he pointed to his hair.

  “I’m sorry to see another human here. Aste kept talking about other Keepers. I was just hoping no one else had been stolen away from their families,” Rux said, holding out his hand to shake Pien’s. “My name was"—he shrugged—“is Dimitri. Aste is my Keeper. He’s renamed me, Rux. Supposedly, Rux means a proud male in Nrantian.” He rubbed his bottom in an automatic motion. “I’ve gotten myself in trouble several times already. I’m just not a follow directions kind of guy. Aste somehow thinks he needs to take care of me. I’ve rebelled several times at wearing this damn thing.” He pulled on the padded quobon under his coverall-type clothing.