“Oh, yes, I want to see the training leaflets,” I grin. I snatch them out of his hand as he tries to give them to my mates.
“How to Train a Human,” it says. I read it out loud.
“Remember, humans need firm boundaries and frequent discipline if they are to be happy and healthy. It is in the nature of humans to rebel. And it is even more in the nature of humans to submit to authority. This apparent paradox will be at the core of your training issues. Some humans will, once attached, be quite willing to obey to please their owners. Female humans are particularly capable of devotion, though they tend to be moody around their cycles. It is a good idea to track your human female’s menstruation, and to learn the signs of the luteal phase, which is often accompanied by emotional and physical distress…”
I trail off, realizing that it’s actually quite a good repository of information.
I realize too late that he’s been scanning me with some kind of alien device this whole time.
“Hey!”
“The pamphlet trick always works with the smart ones.” The vet winks at the others. “Alright, well, she seems to be in good health by exterior measures, but I think it’s worth taking some blood, and probably some internal samples.”
“No. No samples. I’m not interested in being…”
The room spins as I am put on my stomach by one of my mates.
“Ow!” I gasp as Sharp spanks my butt hard. “Why?”
“Because you’re not being a good girl. You could be if you wanted to.”
He spanks me again. I blush furiously. I don’t like being punished publicly, even though there’s really only one extra alien here.
“I am being good! I haven’t bitten or attacked anyone.”
“You’ve been mouthy the entire time, and now you’re saying no to the samples the vet needs in order to ascertain that you are healthy,” he lectures. “We talked about this, and I told you what would happen if you didn’t obey.”
“I don’t have to obey!” Rebellion is rising in me.
“Yes. You. Do,” he says determinedly, spanking me hard with each and every word.
“Let me demonstrate something,” the vet says.
I feel my thighs spread at the behest of a big, scaled hand, and a moment later, I feel a swift slap on the inside of my thigh. I shriek and curse in reaction, because it’s so fucking stingy.
“She’s very sensitive here,” the vet says. “It’s not a suitable location for punishment that is intended to be sustained, but it’s the perfect location for a short, sharp shock into obedience.” He rubs the area for a moment, then closes my legs for me again.
“There,” he says. “That seems to have settled her down somewhat.”
I am not really settled, but I do start to sulk. I am so outnumbered and the vet smacking me has made me feel very small and very at the mercy of these creatures. It’s not fair.No matter how much I put into my independence, or saving humans, or showing them how I can definitely do whatever I want whenever I want, I seem to end up back here, sore and being made sorry by some alien asshole.
“Do not pout, pet,” Kronos says. “You deserved that, and you know it. Relax and behave yourself, or we’ll be handling you when we’re back at the ship, and I can promise you that you will not enjoy it.”
His words make me pout more. This is really not fair. I am already being so fucking good, all things considered.
“Just a little prick,” the vet says. I feel it at the back of my neck.
“Stay still,” he says. “Just one or two more seconds… very good.”
I think he just took my blood from my neck. Humans don’t do things that way.
“Now sexually, it’s recommended that an examination be done, but the intimate nature of it can be overwhelming or unwanted for a lot of pets.”
“I don’t need a sexual examination,” I say. “I’ve been more than adequately trialed in that department.”
“Pet!” Sharp says with a gasp of what sounds like shock. Apparently he thought I was going to be ladylike. Probably shouldn’t have treated me like an animal, then.
The vet chuckles. “It’s a health check, not a performance one.”
