Page 13 of Captive Pet


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It had once been known as Earth. It had gotten destroyed at least a thousand years ago. Something about climate change and the ice caps melting and flooding the entire planet. I was hazy on all the details, but science had never been my specialty anyway.

Bane cleared his throat and I raised my eyes to meet his. Even though I’d seen them out in the sunlight, I was still slightly taken aback by his feline-like pupils. They seemed larger, more dilated than before. I cocked my head to the side, studying the color of his irises. Here in the bright light of the incandescent bulbs, they looked blue, but I had thought they were green before.

“Take your boots off here,” he asked, pointing to a spot beside the door, all while giving me a bit of slack on the leash attached to my chains. I glared at him for a quick moment before he caught my disobedient gaze. Turning away, I knelt down, unbuckling the laces. Then I sat down on my naked backside and pulled them off my feet, leaving my socks by the side of my boots. I was careful to keep my gaze on the floor, hiding my wince of pain as I did so.

When I was ready, I rose up to my feet and met his stare, fully prepared for whatever was about to happen next.

“What are you going to do with me?” I asked, doing my best to appear strong and unafraid.

He didn’t answer; instead, he just tugged me forward until I started following him again. He led me up the stairs, past several closed doors until we reached what appeared to be a bedroom. A large four-poster bed with a dark red canopy was the centerpiece of the room. There were several sitting areas with soft-looking couches, adorned with plush pillows and blankets. The dark cherry wooden features continued into the room, as well as the soft carpet beneath my toes.

“Kneel,” he demanded, and I stared back at him, my upper lip rising just a hair in a challenge. “Don’t make me ask twice,” he added then. I expected him to strike me or punish me for my hesitation, but he didn’t.

After another long moment of indecision on my part, I slowly knelt down, placing my knees on the soft carpet beneath me. He reached for me, cupping my chin with his fingers and trailing his thumb across my cheek. His touch made me more keenly aware of his drying seed on my face and the cum still dripping from my well-used bottom hole. I was incredibly dirty, and I just wanted to be clean again, to wash away the events of today and start all over again.

“You came here looking for work, didn’t you,” he asked, his tone thoughtful.

“I need money. All I’ve got are the clothes on my back, which you destroyed, and my backpack, which has everything I own inside it. Wherever that ended up,” I muttered, wondering if that was lost for good too. I remembered having my bag when the slaver tried to kidnap me, but with everything that had occurred afterward, I had lost it in the shuffle.

“You won’t need it. Instead, you’re going to work for me,” he said, lifting my chin and meeting my gaze.

“Work for you? What does that mean?” I questioned, furrowing my brow with suspicion.

“We can talk about that tomorrow,” he murmured. “Now, you’re going to earn yourself a bath and maybe, if you’re especially well behaved, some clothing,” he added next and I narrowed my eyes suspiciously.

“What do you want me to do?” I questioned, unable to keep the glimmer of anxiety from my tone. I so wanted to be clean again. I was so dirty.

“You’re going to suck my cock. If not, you’re going to bed covered in my cum and the dirt from the market,” he said rather matter-of-factly, and I shivered.

For a moment, I weighed my options. I could do what he asked and earn myself room and board, at least for the night. I had no money. I couldn’t even rent the cheapest hotel room in the city and I especially didn’t want to wander the streets of Dryac at night. I wasn’t that stupid. I’d almost gotten kidnapped in broad daylight by a slaver. I knew even more dangerous creatures roamed the streets of this place at night. I’d be lucky to survive until morning if I went back out there.

At the same time, this alien had taken me as his. Had publicly punished me with his belt and fucked my ass in front of the entire market and stripped me entirely naked for all to see. What more was he willing to do to me?

I licked my lips.

I could go along with it. At least for a little while.

I smiled, just a little bit. I’d make him enjoy it, but he was going to regret treating me that way before I was through.

I nodded, not saying a word. I didn’t want to betray myself and just wanted to appear that I was going along with it. Fresh clothes and a nice bath would be nice after all, but I’d find them myself. I didn’t need his help.

He unbuttoned his pants, slowly revealing his cock beneath the dark fabric. I bit my lip. I looked up and gasped a bit. It seemed much larger when I was up this close and I nervously fidgeted, wondering how I was going to fit all of it in my mouth. I had no doubts that before this was over, my throat was going to be much sorer than I anticipated.

I swallowed apprehensively.

He pushed his pants down just enough to reveal the entirety of his shaft. I studied him more closely, taking note of the pulsing veins to either side of his cock, the thick head, and the parted slit at the tip. It appeared to be a normal dick for the most part, but there were a few very different features that a human didn’t have. On the gentle curve of his shaft was a bumpy textured area, one that when placed correctly would rub the upper portion of my inner walls. The tip of his cock made a circular motion then, something a human dick certainly wasn’t capable of doing. I bit my lip and pressed my thighs together. I was wet again.

“Do you like what you see, little human?” he asked, all while raising his eyebrow with amusement.

“Yes,” I breathed.

I didn’t want to admit it, but I did like what I saw. My nipples pulsed and my clit throbbed greedily. I wondered what it would feel like between my legs, as it fucked my virgin hole for the very first time. Would it hurt? Would I like it?

Would he make me beg for it?

Did I want him to?

Fuck. What was it about this man? It was like just being around him switched me into a salivating little whore that just wanted some dick. I shuddered, trying to control my rampant arousal but failing utterly and completely.