I expect another barrage of slaps and spanks to my pussy, but he looks at me and smirks.
“Maybe I should reward you for honesty,” he says. “Because I do believe you. You don’t have to promise to be good. I am going to make you be good.”
He starts rubbing my clit in a way that makes me pant with pleasure. I am definitely going to come. His hips move in that rolling motion that drives me crazy and before I know it, there’s a nonstop climax taking over me. My legs shudder, my eyes roll back, I make sounds that don’t in any way correspond to words or even entirely human sounds. Sharp makes me come harder than I have ever come in my life. His thumb works on my clit in the perfect way, almost like he’s been trained to make a woman feel good.
“Yes,” he snarls. “Yes. Come for me, pet. Beg me for your breeding.”
I hear myself doing just as he says. I hear the words coming out of my mouth in a desperate tone.
“Come in me,” I am whimpering. “Please. Please… fucking… yes. Come in me!”
He does just that. And for a third time I am filled all the way up to the brim with cum. This time it is not just my pussy. It is my ass too. And when he pulls out of me, I feel his seed dripping out of my tight holes, or what used to be tight holes. I have been truly bred.
They pick me up, Kronos sweeping his arms around me and pulling me into a tight embrace. The three of them carry me out of the alien bar, leaving behind nothing but the story of the time a stray human was bred and tamed in front of the entire bar.
They take me back to their ship, a big black vessel that sits in the port like a crouching panther. It has sleek curves and a big mean windscreen. It’s about the size of two Earth buses, back when they had buses. Or maybe it’s the size of two planes. Or maybe it’s the size of two blue whales. The only thing I really know is that it is definitely the size of two somethings. My brain is so addled. I never considered that I would end up captive within hours of getting off the ship.
We pass through the threshold of their vessel, which opens a big door hatch in the side and extends a ramp to allow us to get inside.
I’m being abducted. There’s no other way to express it. I feel weak. It might be because I’m tired. Might be because I’m hungry. Might be because I have had sex three times in thirty minutes with three aliens.
I am shivering against Kronos, but it’s that weird kind of shiver that’s not from the cold. I thought I had things under control on Earth. I knew it wouldn’t go smoothly on an alien world, but I didn’t expect people or things to die within hours of my arrival, and I didn’t expect to be turned into a public sex spectacle by some aliens who might be evil.
Truth is I’m not really thinking about myself right now. I’m thinking about all the women who got taken off the same ship I was on. I’m thinking about how they’ve been taken somewhere on the station to be sold. They were probably taken off the ship in reinforced crates with extra security. With how feral aliens are when it comes to humans, there has to be so much security.
I think about what’s going to happen to them. They’re going to be put on an auction block and sold. There are no protections for them. This is a completely lawless location. This isn’t legal—if that word even has a meaning anymore.
I know the law doesn’t really matter in real life. Laws are for common people. They’re for people who can be put in cages, or even executed if they step too far out of line. But there’s no law for people and creatures outside of those categories. People who are rich enough, ruthless enough. People who will fight. People who will kill. Or people who just have enough power for nothing else to matter. This station is full of those types.
Once inside the ship, the aliens set me down. I’m not sure what I was expecting, but what I discover is a sleek gleaming black interior. Whole thing feels like being inside a latex gimp suit, though I’d never say that. That would be rude.
Kronos puts a hand on my back. “Breathe,” he says. “You are safe. Nothing is going to happen to you.”
I didn’t notice I wasn’t breathing, but now he mentions it, it does feel good to take a deep gulp of air.
As for nothing happening to me, that’s a big promise, and I don’t know if I can trust it. I’m pretty sure they’ve already broken it.
I know they’ll defend me from other aliens trying to take me, but they might very well defend a side of meat or something the same way. I have a question in my mind, and I can’t help but ask it, even though I don’t really know I can trust the answer.
“Are you going to eat me?”
Kronos laughs, then his expression softens. “We are not going to eat you, pet. We are not going to let anything bad happen to you. You’re safe.”
I would never have asked such a silly question on Earth. Down there, I knew I wasn’t safe. But the threats were different. I could predict what terrible things humans would do to me. I knew what directions their betrayals would come from. This is a whole new universe of potentially terrible things, and it is sending my nervous system into overdrive.
“Deep breaths,” Kronos says.
“I am breathing. Don’t worry about it.” My tone is dismissive enough to draw a raised brow from the various assembled sex-obsessed aliens.
“She’s grumpy,” Boss says.
“She’s had a big day. We should put her to bed,” Kronos says.
“What bed?” Boss asks.
“No bed,” Sharp says. “Pets sleep in crates. We don’t want her escaping, or leaving the room or getting into electronics, or anything else that humans do when you leave them alone for five minutes. Trust me. I have pet sit before. Humans are chaotic and they will break everything if you let them.”
I take this opportunity to look at Boss and Kronos like I don’t know what he’s talking about, like I have never done anything wrong in my life, and like I am so small and so fucked and so bred.
