“I am fine, female,” I called.
She bit her lip, her expression showing just how much she didn’t believe my reassurance.
“You do seem to be holding up far too well,” the Kwin mused.“Four days without food or sleep, and you still find the strength to annoy me.”Her eyes slid over my cage to Jiith’s.
“Now you,” she smirked.“You look appropriately miserable for your circumstances.”
“I am honored you are pleased, glorious Kwin,” Jiith said shakily.His blue skin was pale, apart from the lurid purple bruises from his beating.His tentacles hung limp around his shoulders, two of them ended in ragged, scabbed stumps over one of his pointed ears.
The Kwin’s smug smile twisted at his words, and she slouched back into her throne.
“I grow bored with watching the two of you rot slowly.Perhaps your punishment needs adjustment.”
Jessa looked nearly nauseous with fear as she flicked her attention between the Kwin and our cages.I wished I could tell her we’d be fine, that soon enough all of this would be nothing but a bad memory.But saying the words wouldn’t do anything but anger the Kwin, and that was the last thing we needed.
13 Jessa
My eyes watered underthe first sunlight I’d seen in four days.Being the Kwin’s pet had sucked balls so far.I’d been given a sequined pink dress that was caught somewhere between slutty cocktail hour and trailer trash prom, it barely covered my butt and had a super unhelpful slit that came up past the top of my hip.
It was impossible to move around without flashing everything, and of course, no underwear.No bra, either, and the spaghetti straps, and low, drapey neckline just added to the total humiliation package.I’d also been heavily sprayed with a sickly sweet, cotton candy perfume, and the Kwin amused herself by randomly spraying more of the cloying stuff in my face at random moments.
My eyes were constantly watering and stinging, and I was pretty sure I’d go blind soon if she didn’t cut it out.
The only positive of my situation was that Tovis had been right about the whole rape thing.I wasn’t wearing a bra, the low neckline barely covered my nipples and my naked ass was flashing with every step, but none of the syto males even looked at me.
I was pretty sure Tovis would have looked if he wasn’t being starved, sleep deprived and shocked.At this point I’d be thrilled if he checked me out, because it would mean we weren’t in danger of being killed or tortured.
The Kwin yanked on the pink, rhinestone studded dog leash she was holding, and the matching collar dug into my neck.
“Hurry up pet,” she cooed.I hurried after her, doing my best to not get strangled and stay out of the way of the six sytos struggling to carry her huge chair like a litter.
Her entourage moved slowly across the parking lot and my heart sank as I spotted the two stakes planted in the dirt at the edge of the asphalt.
Tovis and Jiith were staked out like dogs in the sun, their cuffed hands keeping them attached to their respective stakes.Jiith was barely standing, his shoulders slumped, and his eyes half slitted in misery.He’d been stripped of his gray uniform, leaving him in nothing but a strange, white romper that left his arms and legs exposed to the hot sun.
Tovis stood tall, finally freed of his cramped cage.Despite the terrible beating I’d been forced to watch while he’d been shocked unconscious, he looked almost fully recovered.There were patches of dried blood on his red skin, and a few raw looking scrapes, but all in all, he looked way better than he had any right to.
