Kimi knew she should relax, that tension would only make it worse. Yet she couldn’t help but resist, tightening the entrance that Laaruu thrust into. His thick, granite length forced her open, making her accept its invasion despite the instinctive attempt at refusal that her body made.
She squalled, unable to escape from the torture. The strangled sound no sooner left her throat, when Laaruu muttered in his alien language. The stimulator sent brutal ecstasy to join with the searing torment driving into her. Kimi bit at the sheets as the intense sensations warred for supremacy, her body a battleground. She kicked and writhed and fought to survive the crazed blending of agony and rapture.
Orgasm stampeded through her with no warning. It billowed huge until it seemed her guts must explode from the strain, then shot straight through her every cell, setting even her fingers and toes alight. Her skull was filled with the roaring of its animal triumph, her eyes wide open but unseeing for the nova glare of its detonation. The pain was still there, rending her from behind, but it enhanced the vicious ecstasy pounding through her, making her jerk beneath Laaruu’s weight.
Through the roaring in her skull, she heard her tormentor speak. “Yes, my darling. Pain and pleasure will be one and the same for you. When I mark your lovely pale skin, you’ll tremble with longing. Punishment will be a reward. You’ll yearn for my strap hitting your flesh as much as you desire to be fucked by my cock.”
As the first seizure of ecstasy eased, Laaruu drove deep into her, delving into the place she’d refused to allow a man. With the continued tremors of passion spasming and another wave building hot inside her, the agony of his incursion had indeed twisted into an excruciating desire. Something in her adored the pain. Kimi was too shredded to attempt to understand. She could only whimper with confusion as Laaruu buried his entire shaft inside her, his pelvis grinding against her trembling buttocks.
“There now. You have been properly claimed by your master, as you’ll be claimed over and over should I choose to keep you. As you’ll offer yourself to be claimed without question when you are properly trained.”
The Paatiin fucked her, his strokes long and leisurely, forcing her to acknowledge that yes, she was giving herself over to him as she’d never given herself to another. Kimi lay beneath him in acceptance of the dominance that had begun to thrill on its own, even with the clit device quiet, inactive. Wetness slid from her pussy with Laaruu’s every stroke. A deep, strange desire filled her, one that not only accepted his use of her bottom hole, but throbbed with ecstasy at it. The continued hurt enhanced the bizarre delight she took in being fucked in such a manner.
“There may be hope for you yet,” Laaruu breathed. The satisfaction in his tone warmed Kimi.
The reactions she was experiencing in being reamed by a sadistic alien were too bizarre to contemplate. She lay on her belly with her legs spread, accepting the brutal passion of her tormentor. Enjoying it even as she hated him.
“Such an obedient girl,” Laaruu said. “You may have more pleasure for behaving. Along with another climax if you do as you’re told.”
The clit button switched on, providing a counterpoint of bliss to the burning ache of her rear entry. Kimi’s fists clenched the bed linens as rapture began to build yet again.
“Now, be a sweet little sex slave. I’ll hold still while you fuck my cock. Move back and forth on me. Take my cock willingly. That’s it. Good girl. Excellent, my lovely.”
Kimi braced herself on the bed, rocking as he’d commanded, her breasts swaying as she obeyed Laaruu. She could barely believe that yes, his cock sliding in her ass did feel exquisite. The stimulator made it better. She was exhausted, but she knew she would come again. She’d climax as many times as the hateful jerk wanted her to.
“Harder now. Faster. Your master wishes to come in your delectable ass. Fuck me like you mean it.”
Kimi rammed back, impaling herself painfully on him. That was good too. Love hurt. Why shouldn’t sex be the same way? Meanwhile, the sensations from the button-bug grew, encouraging her to take Laaruu with strength, with power.
Their bodies slapped as flesh met flesh. Kimi became aware of another sound as she drove against her tormentor. It was the sound of someone sobbing. The warmth spilling from her eyes informed her where it came from.
She felt a detached curiosity about her crying. Why should she be crying? The ecstasy had overcome the pain. She had nothing to cry about, not with climax nearing. Not with Laaruu moaning deep in his throat, telling her he was closing on his end. Not with another bright flash of exaltation exploding within her, taking her away from her troubles. Not with his cock pulsing warmth in her nether sleeve, jetting the Paatiin’s exhilaration deep inside her.
As their gasps quieted with their bodies, the flow of tears stopped. Kimi was as confused at the sensation of being somehow cleansed as she had been at the onslaught of weeping. She wondered if she might not be going insane.
Laaruu tugged free of her, releasing her from his weight. He stood, gazing down at her with an unfathomable expression. After a few moments, he drew a deep breath. “Committing to me and all it entails—regaining your strength, giving up the alcohol, deciding to live again—are you capable of that? Are you worth my time and effort?”
She had no answer for him. The urge to somehow prove herself to Laaruu was overwhelming.
He shrugged. “I guess we’ll find out. Shower and dress in comfortable clothes. I have something to show you.”
Kimi didn’t argue. Drained of all fight, she did as she was told. Less than an hour later, she followed Laaruu out the door, like a dog on a leash.
* * * *
They rode in his rental car to an abandoned strip mall near to a neighborhood that had fallen on the wrong side of gentrification. The first streaks of waning sun offered a rosy glow, but they couldn’t salvage any detail of Kimi’s surroundings. The parking lot was more cracks and potholes than asphalt. Stained For Lease signs papered the windows of the vacant shops. Empty fast food bags and cups darted over the desolate landscape like tumbleweeds as the breeze played with them. The only spot of real life besides Kimi and Laaruu consisted of an unenthusiastic crow picking through the skeletal carcass of some dead animal. Even the weeds had died, their remains brown and wilted in the branchlike faults of crumbled pavement. Old vestiges of car exhaust hung noxious in the air.
Traffic from the main highway was a distant hum. There were no voices from the derelict tract houses that Kimi could see. She could have been the last human on Earth. It gave her the creeps.
“If you want to show me how we can be carjacked, you couldn’t have picked a better spot,” she said. She didn’t speak with the sharp-edged anger that colored her world lately. She used weak humor, attempting to regain her footing after the ugly realization she’d lost more than family and friends. She’d lost herself.
Laaruu said nothing. He pulled a small metal box out of his pocket—in an earlier era, Kimi would have mistaken it for a pager. He spoke his incomprehensible language.
A spaceship appeared before them, shimmering like a heat-inspired mirage before solidifying. Kimi gaped.
A giant chevron took up half the parking lot, sparkling as if an army of sugar-high kindergartners had lost their minds and covered the entire contraption with silver glitter. Or rhinestones. Yes, definitely similar to rhinestones, except the thing appeared to be smooth, not bumpy.
“This—this is yours?” Even as she spoke, Kimi realized the ridiculousness of her question. Do you see any other aliens this could belong to?
“Get in.”
Kimi stared at Laaruu. He showed no sign of emotion. When she continued to stand frozen, he jerked his head toward the twinkling ship.
The realization of why Laaruu had brought her to his ship hit her with the force of a cement truck. He planned to take her from her planet. Her dimension. The only life she’d known. With or without her consent.
Kimi took a step back. This was no game, not his usual one-upmanship maneu
vering. He wasn’t inviting her on a lighthearted jaunt to another town or state or even country—but to another fucking galaxy in an alternate universe.
Why hadn’t she considered he might abduct her? Even though he’d made it clear he had every intention of making her his sex slave? Even with this freak switching his face a billion times and attaching weird sex torture devices on her, she hadn’t really believed. Not when she was Kimi Fucking Furio, badass law enforcement bitch who killed with her bare hands.
After he’d taken her down in her apartment, she’d been forced to face the truth of what she really was. How easily she could be beaten.
Laaruu was taking her away. There wasn’t a damned thing she could do to stop him.
Along the side of the chevron facing her, a portion of it suddenly parted, akin to drapes being drawn aside. A soft gray interior with no discernible features was revealed.
Kimi backed off another step. Laaruu watched her.
“All aboard, my darling.” There was a distinct warning tone to the words.
“Laaruu, you’re right. I’m not worth the effort. I’m a suicidal drunk, a pathetic excuse for a human. You don’t want me.” Her chest squeezed tight, making it hard to breathe.
“You’ll be who you once were under my care. In the end, you’ll sign a contract to become my slave. I’m claiming you as my property, and you’re coming with me.”
Desperation rose, and she tried to talk tough, though they both knew she wasn’t tough at all. “That might work on your world, but we’re on Mother Earth. I refuse to be your slave. I won’t go—”
The clit button flared a vicious stab to her pussy. Kimi tried to scream, but all that escaped her straining throat was a rush of air. Her knees unhinged, dropping her to the broken asphalt to writhe helplessly. Through streaming eyes, she watched Laaruu open his case, extract something looped, snap the case closed and march over to her.
She was too overcome to resist when he snapped a silver collar around her throat. A small portion of her brain registered its coolness against her skin. He watched her grimly as she thrashed and cried out against the horrific torment between her legs, though she was in too much hell to form the words to beg him to make it stop.
Somehow, his reprimand got through the agonized chaos. “I was hoping it wouldn’t come to this. You’ve forced my hand, however.”
He spoke, and the hurt ended. Kimi lay gasping and shuddering as he knelt next to her. Her whines diminished into whimpers.
“You won’t resist me putting you on board my craft. If you do, that button comes on again. You are my slave, and that’s the end of the matter.”
He didn’t wait for an answer. It was just as well; Kimi had no strength to offer one. She didn’t fight him when he picked her up and slung her over his shoulder. Even in her misery, Kimi marveled at his strength.
Terror stabbed at her as they entered the ship’s interior, but Kimi continued to lie compliant over Laaruu’s shoulder. The clit button’s torture, prolonged until she couldn’t think about anything else, guaranteed her obedience. Laaruu said something in Paatiin, and the drape-hatch closed, shutting out Kimi’s world.
Forever.
He set her on her feet. Somehow, she managed to stay upright, though her legs quaked beneath her. Kimi stared where the opening had been a mere second before, though there was no seam or line or anything in the smooth gray wall. No suggestion that any exit had ever existed there. She was trapped.
Kimi reached for the collar on her throat. She might be caged, but she was no animal.
“You don’t want to do that,” Laaruu smirked. “The collar is tied it to the clit stimulator. If you attempt to remove it, it’s set to automatically punish you.”
Kimi lowered her hands to her waist. She hated that she couldn’t stop the tears that streamed down her cheeks, but at least her voice came out steady. “You control me through the collar? Beyond the torture?”
“I can order you and make you obey with it activated. If you decide to behave without making me resort to using it, I’ll take it off you.”
She’d walked right into his trap. Had damned well run into it without a second thought. She truly was his sex slave, with no way out in the discernible future. His to fuck, beat, torment—whatever Laaruu’s sick mind decided on.
He owned her, and there wasn’t a damned thing she could do about it.
He couldn’t have possibly read her thoughts, but the Paatiin’s eyes narrowed, as if he’d gotten the gist of her horror. “Get comfortable. We’re leaving.”
Chapter Seven
The outside of the ship had been breathtaking. The interior—not so much.
The surfaces, what few there were, were a flat, uniform gray. The cabin possessed bench seating along the sides and bin cabinets overhead. That was it. There was no door to a cockpit, no sign of a dashboard or console, no electronics in evidence whatsoever. It was an empty space.
As Kimi gazed at her surroundings in confusion, Laaruu stowed their luggage in one of the bins. He settled on the seat below it and gazed at her, his stare crawling up and down her body with a sense of propriety. A pleased smile touched his lips.
“Undress and come here. Make yourself comfortable.” He patted his lap.
“We’re sticking around for a while longer?” She couldn’t keep the hopefulness out of her tone.
“Not at all. We’re leaving immediately.”
He spoke in his language, and Kimi hunched, sure the clit stimulator was about to go off. Instead, she detected a slight shifting of the floor beneath her feet. No sound. Were they moving?
Laaruu patted his lap again. “We’re off. As your clothes should be. Strip.”
She had no choice. Swallowing a surge of emotion, Kimi tugged her clothing off, letting it drop to the floor. Laaruu gathered the top, slacks and shoes, and put them in the bin with their other belongings. He sat again.
“Come sit. I’ll let you say goodbye to your world as we leave it.”
She pretended the ebbing terror meant she was doing fine with this, that her life hadn’t shattered in a billion pieces. She shuffled to Laaruu and sat down gingerly.
He pulled her close, sliding his legs apart so that her ass was cradled between his thighs. His iron length pressed against her hip. He cuddled her against his chest. “Relax.”
Kimi tried. I’m his sex slave. His pet cunt.
Laaruu absently stroked and caressed her breasts, as a man might pet his cat. He muttered in Paatiin again.
Kimi gasped and sat bolt upright as the entirety of the walls became windows. Clouds raced past them until they broke through to unending blue. That darkened, swiftly changing to the blackness of space. More stars than she’d even seen glowed in its obsidian surface.
“Back there.” Laaruu pointed at what Kimi took to be the rear of the oblong cabin. There, growing smaller by the second, was the little blue planet she’d called home, peeking at her from behind streaked veils of white mist.
It was slipping away. She had left her world.
“We’ll make the jump to my dimension in a second or—here we go.”
Streaks of green, yellow, orange and red filled the transparent walls. It was as if they’d flown into the aurora borealis. A slight rocking sensation accompanied the lights, and Kimi couldn’t help but clutch Laaruu’s shoulders. His grip tightened, comforting her, though his expression said there was nothing to fear. Kimi wondered how many times he’d taken such a trip.
The colors streaked past, disappeared. The craft steadied. Black space surrounded them once more.
Kimi twisted to look at Earth again. She blinked in confusion to see a planet, but not the little blue marble she’d expected. Instead, the ball suspended in the vast emptiness reflected a rusty brown color in the sun’s light, its surface pockmarked with craters.
“What is that?”
“It’s Earth.”
“Like hell it is!” What had happened to it in the mere minutes since she’d left?
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�That’s Earth in my dimension. It has no atmosphere. It was rendered lifeless by its inhabitants long ago due to war and waste of resources.”
That planet had once held life? It had once been like her world? Kimi was ready to cry again. “It’s awful.”
“Such things happen. The wrong people in power, left unchecked, can ruin a great deal. That’s the nature of the universe. You always have assholes destroying lives somewhere.”
Kimi stared for a moment more. Scientists had been sounding the alarm about climate change on Earth—her Earth—for decades now, and greedy leaders and businessmen had ignored them. Was this what her planet headed for?
Sickened, she turned her back on the ravaged version of a beautiful world. “Turn it off. I don’t want to see it. I can’t think about it.”
Laaruu appeared sympathetic as he ordered the view off. He ruined that notion the instant the walls were again that bland gray.
“Allow me to give you something else to think about. Accept this distraction as a gift.”
With that, he spoke his language and the stimulator came to gentle life, humming against her clit to send warmth through her sex. Kimi tried to pull free as he tugged on her nipple.
“No, my darling. We can make this pleasant for us both, or pleasant just for me. Either way, you’ll obey your master.”
Hatred rose sour in her throat, but Kimi stopped struggling. The alien bastard had her number in every conceivable manner. Choice did not exist.
Laaruu chuckled as he played with her breasts. “Such an angry look. Is it for me or yourself? No matter. You’ll be overcome by passion or pain—or both—in the next few minutes.”
She refused to answer. He could command her body, but she had control of her own thoughts. Her mind was inviolate.
Yet, it was impossible to not respond when Laaruu centered his attention on her breasts. He caressed them, kissing and suckling until she couldn’t stop the trembles and moans. Nor could she avoid crying out when he pinched and twisted and slapped and bit. Laaruu lavished laserlike attention on her mounds for the better part of half an hour, alternating between tenderness and torment. Through it all, Kimi had to accept his kindnesses and cruelties with equal surrender. Her breasts reddened under the onslaught, her nipples jutting hard as rocks.
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