Slave to His Desires (3 page)

The alien man who’d purchased her stared back, his
expression scary intense. She was a stranger in a strange land, but the look in
his eyes spoke a universal language, rage. What caused his anger? She quickly
looked down, terrified she’d somehow caused all that rage. Would he beat her
for looking into his unique purple eyes? These creatures were exotically
beautiful, albeit cruel.

Feeling the quick tug, she knew it was time to start walking
again. The woman seemed satisfied with herself. Her captor wore a mischievous
smile. Madison had little time to ponder it as they rounded a corner and went
up several exterior sets of stairs to an open-air dwelling. The buildings were
made of a material that reminded her of adobe, but when she looked closely at a
wall, it was synthetic. Every building seemed designed to let the warm breeze
in. She wondered if they had bugs on this planet, if so critters would have
easy access indoors.

The thought of alien spiders made her shudder. The woman
looked down at her, Madison quickly looked away, and she could hear the soft
chuckle of her captor. It seemed mirth was a universal sound. Anger over the
woman enjoying her fear mingled with her curiosity about the house. This was
very possibly going to be her new home until she could escape, and she wanted
to know more about it. As she glanced around the room, it reminded her of a
large studio apartment. Everything seemed to be in one large space, and yet,
judging by the furniture, there appeared to be areas designated for eating,
living, and sleeping. She was relieved to know that her alien captors needed to
sleep, it would make escape that much easier. She was exhausted, and she
wondered when it’d be night. The sun was still high in the sky.

When her bonds snapped apart, released, she sighed. The
ridged position she’d been held in for so long caused her to feel sore. The
woman laid the leash and belt aside. Slowly, she pulled the metal strip out
from between Madison’s legs, causing her to gasp and moan involuntarily.

Soft lyrical noise flowed out of the female alien. Madison
had no idea what to even call the species, but she liked their words.
Alien-chick pulled Madison into the room and all but pushed her down to kneel
on a large pillow. The woman knelt down too. She spoke some more, and Madison
detected a distinct sorrow in her face and voice. Even without understanding
the words, the emotion behind each sound was universal.

Reaching out, the woman touched Madison’s hair gently.
Madison quickly looked away. The woman grabbed her shoulders, pulling her
closer, so close they were almost touching. Madison felt terrified. The alien
tilted her head up so she had no choice but to look into the big, smoky
lavender eyes.

Unexpectedly, the woman leaned down and pulled Madison to
her lips. Madison sat rigid with shock. She’d never been kissed by a girl
before; her male kissing had been very limited too. The alien woman poured such
emotion into the kiss Madison felt a helpless need to comfort her. Sorrow
almost tasted like a flavor on the woman’s lips. She should hate her captor,
but compassion filled her and she tried to be a comfort. Suddenly, the woman
pushed her back, causing her much shorter, smaller body to tumble and slide
into the hard wall.

“Ouch.”

More soft, musical words came from the alien; this time what
appeared to be tears filled her eyes. Madison had no idea what was happening.
It was so confusing, one minute the woman seemed desperate to kiss and the next
she was angry. Madison had honestly felt aroused by the kiss, but mostly she’d
wanted to comfort Alien-chick.

A loud slamming startled Madison, making her jump. With only
a few long powerful strides, her buyer was in the room, pushing Alien-chick up
against the wall. She cried out, and Madison scrambled back, unsure of what was
happening. Quick angry words flowed between them reminding her of an
unintelligible rock song. When he whirled, stalking angrily toward her, she
crouched, terrified.

* * * *

“What gave you the right to abuse my property?” Jul demanded
to know.

“I want her, Jul. I don’t care what you paid, I’ll triple
it. You don’t need another house slave, and you’re too damn noble for a sex
slave. I want her. I can mold her into the perfect sex slave. Their kind mate
like animals, they don’t know the stages of pleasure like we do. She was so
receptive to the strap…beautiful. I want to be the one to teach her how pain
and humiliation can be a joyous pleasure. Jul, she’s a resonate. I didn’t think
they existed, but I felt it.”

“You’re a fool. You’re feeling what you want to feel. She’s
just a human slave. There’s only one way to be truly sure she’s a resonate, and
if you did it I’ll kill you.”

“I didn’t drink from her.”

Jul turned to inspect the human’s naked body. Marks from the
overly tight strap and nipple chain still marred her very pale flesh. The small
human stood huddled and terrified. All humans were short and small, but this
one was also painfully thin. Her limbs moved gracefully as she tried to cover
her nudity from him. The perky, pointed breasts were beautiful, like soft small
fruit, and he hungered to taste them. Pushing the thought away, he tilted her
head from side to side. Grabbing her arm, he lifted it to inspect it as well.
She wouldn’t look at him, cringing and shaking. The strap was seldom put on a
novice sex slave and had clearly been a hardship for her. He’d no idea what
kind of slave she would become, but he didn’t want her to feel afraid of him.
Her fear only angered him more.

The sound of Rex entering caused him to turn. His friend’s
cocky expression irritated him. “The way you ran out of the office I thought
your home was on fire. So has it really been that long for you? It’s not good
to let that kind of tension build up for such a long period, my friend.”

“You saw the stunt Raette pulled. I should have her beaten
for damaging my property.”

“Ah, that would be a new one for you, Jul. Ordering a woman
beaten is beneath you. The human looks fine. Rae didn’t take her virginity, did
she?” He chuckled, but seeing Rae’s stricken look quickly ended his mirth.
“What did you do to her?” There was no mistaking the edge of anger in his tone.

Raette spoke quickly. “Nothing, he won’t sell her. She’s a
resonate, and he won’t sell her to me. She responded to me. I’ve never enjoyed
such an intense kiss. I want her, Rex. I’ll see to her proper training. We can’t
let that kind of potential go to waste.”

Rex looked over at his friend’s stern expression. “I’ll get
you a human, Rae. This one is Jul’s. I shouldn’t have involved you. I’m sure he
plans to put her on the next ship to Earth.”

“No, she’s mine.” Jul’s angry exclamation burst from his
lips, making them all flinch.

Rex looked very surprised. “You’re keeping a sex slave?”

“No.”

“You can’t use a resonate as a house slave, it’s just so
wrong.” Rex studied the human.

“I don’t believe she’s a resonate. I think Rae just wanted
to feel something that wasn’t there. She’s pretty, and those big innocent
scared eyes are very appealing. I think Raette needs a good fuck.”

Raette snorted. “Rex, we can’t let him waste a res.”

Rex nodded. “I’ll pay you a full year for her. Rae and I
will go in together. You’ll never have such an offer again.”

It was very tempting, but when he looked at the girl, he
couldn’t do it. He knew Raette enjoyed the pain stage of sex most. She had a
fetish for slapping and pinching her lovers, that was why she had to go to the
pleasure house catering to fetishes and couldn’t keep a lover in her bed.
Something told him this girl was worth more than money.

“I’m taking her for a fitting tonight. Good night, and if I
ever decide to sell her I’ll let you know.”

Raette actually had tears in her eyes as they left.

Jul wondered if it could be true, a real resonate in his bed
was every Alburion man’s fantasy.

He whistled loudly and suddenly Uika and Bink were there. He
knew they’d been watching the goings on this whole time, as slaves were keen to
do. “This human is mine. Be kind and respectful to her. Uika, please find her
something to wear.” Jul held out a generous amount of deni.

Uika had to grow larger to carry the money, and she
transformed to full adult size. Her body was a pale blue and covered in a
pattern of black spots. Her one large breast stood testimony to her womanhood.
Clothing bespoke status, but the little imp never wore any, however today she
surprised him by pulling a tunic out from her sleeping place.

A bitterly dark expression passed over the little face
before she rushed off to do his bidding. She returned so quickly he didn’t have
time to ponder her reaction. Uika carried a beautiful tunic for the girl. Her taste
was excellent. Jul handed it to the human. He wondered how she’d sound,
speaking his language. Few other races could master it, but the few that did
usual had remarkably beautiful voices. Only the finest of human singers could
speak his language well.

He smiled down at her, she’d pulled on the clothing very
quickly. After she had clothed herself, he immediately noticed that she stood
taller and her features appeared less afraid. She still wouldn’t look him in
the eye though. He gently took the human’s arm. She flinched, but relaxed when
he didn’t hurt her.

“Come with me.” He spoke quietly, knowing even if she
couldn’t understand the words, she could understand his tone. Just touching her
arm caused his cock to harden. He knew he’d have her, but he didn’t want to
rape her.

Jul took his communication stone from his pocket. Thinking
about transportation immediately caused the stone to vibrate. “Location?” the
random shuttle driver asked.

“North of the city, I need a translator.”

“Right away, sir.”

In moments, a shuttle arrived and Jul helped the timid human
onto the hovering vehicle. It was clearly the first time the human had seen a
hover shuttle.

* * * *

Madison was amazed. She’d never seen anything like the
“taxi” her captor insisted she board. It was a very simple looking design and
reminded her of a carnival ride. A bar came down over their legs, and it was
really just a front and back seat. There was a small panel of buttons in the
front, and after her captor spoke, the driver punched in a code. When the
floating conveyance lurched forward, Madison yelped and clung to the bar in
front of her.

The alien who now owned her patted her arm, and she hazarded
a glance up at him. His face looked amused but understanding. She was feeling
annoyed with all the laughter at her expense. She’d like to see how he and his
alien buddies would do if they needed to adjust to Earth.

Thinking of Earth made her homesick. As they moved down the
path, she noticed other hovering taxis. The buildings looked very natural, but
the conformity of them made her sure it had to be synthetic material.
Everything seemed to align with nature, and it was clear these creatures had
developed advanced technology that worked naturally with their environment. She
respected that about them, even if everything else about the place really
pissed her off.

She noticed the strange sky overhead was still very bright
and hot. After so many hours of staying awake, she hoped evening would soon
arrive. The ride made her sleepy, and her eyes closed involuntarily. The subtle
rocking motion felt very soothing. Blinking, she sat up trying to stay awake.

* * * *

When the human’s eyes fluttered closed and her head slid
over to his shoulder, Jul felt a rush of protectiveness. He sat awkwardly,
afraid to move. When they reached the shop, he asked the driver to circle it
several times before regretfully waking the tired human. Earth had much shorter
days, and it would take the girl time to adjust.

She gasped and slid away from him when he shook her
shoulder. Terror distorted her beauty, and Jul was glad soon he’d be able to
tell her he meant her no harm. Jul helped her down, and Madison stumbled out of
the transport, clearly exhausted. He paid the driver and asked him to return in
a click for them. The man nodded, and Jul led the girl inside.

A technician saw them and smiled. “Hello, I see you have a
human there. Ahh, I’ve just the right translator. I’ve only recently started to
carry the new ones, designed for humans. A few years ago, you couldn’t find one
made for this species. They didn’t exist. Human has become a popular choice to
buy again. So what caliber are you looking for? Is she a sex slave or house
slave? Most of these are made for sex slaves.”

“What’s the difference?” Jul asked.

“Well, the sex slave version is programmed with fewer words
and made to look like a facial ridge for aesthetic appeal. The house slave
version simply fits behind the ear and has a wider vocabulary range. Sex slave
units are cheaper too.”

Jul didn’t want anything detracting from her beauty. “I’ll
take the house slave model.”

The technician looked surprised. “So this one isn’t for a
pleasure house? Too bad, she’s attractive for one of those hairy creatures. We
don’t have any humans in our pleasure houses, and I’ve wanted to try one. I’ll
pay you top dollar for an hour in my back room with her after closing. She
looks a bit weak, a few protein injections should give her more bulk and
strength.”

“No.” Would he always be getting these offers on her?

The man shrugged. “Suit yourself. All right, bring her in
here.”

Jul took her by the arm and followed the technician. They
soon had her in the chair, strapping her down. She whimpered. Guilt pierced
him. He stroked her cheek. “Shh, you’ll thank me when it’s done.” He hoped he
was right.

“Okay, now we have to make the connection. Human brains
don’t connect when we sedate them. They need to be alert. I’m afraid this is
going to be more than a little unpleasant to watch. Do you want to leave the
room?”