She looked at me as if she was deciding something, and that intrigued me.
She would be my pet.
In that moment, I decided I had no interest in assigning her to the city’s functions, in allowing another man’s hands near what was mine. The thought alone was enough to make something in me go very still.
My pet. Kept close. Held to my expectations and corrected when she fell short of them. Protected, completely. Taken care of in all ways. In return, she would want for nothing. She would be warm. Fed. Safe in every way I could make her safe. Eventually, this was an arrangement she would come to want. It was simply a matter of time.
I could be patient.
CHAPTER 6
Raiza
My entire body throbbed with aching aftershocks. I’d had the best sleep of my life in the most comfortable bed I’d ever had the luxury of sleeping on and still I felt a bit worn out. Opening my eyes to see the face of an alien had been jarring at first, but I’d recovered quickly enough.
I swayed side to side, trying to understand why I’d been so obedient with him this morning. There had been no painful spanking aside from the light smacks to my pussy, and there had been no force this time. I’d displayed my nakedness for him of my own free will. I’d touched myself to orgasm so that I could earn the pleasure of his cocks.
Yesterday, I’d tried to kill him. Today, I’d spread my legs so that he could fuck me.
I couldn’t decide if I was disgusted with myself or not.
My gaze drew up and down his proud naked form. He was hard everywhere, the light of the bathroom highlighting his firmmuscles enough to make my mouth water. He had the body of a god and I decided that wasn’t even close to fair. I’d always had the preconceived notion that the commanding general of the alien forces would be ugly, that he wouldn’t look like this.
I shouldn’t want him. Ireallyshouldn’t.
I looked away, too overwhelmed with my own self-loathing and he took my wrist gently, leading me into the shower behind him. My gaze dropped down and I was left with the vision of his round and incredibly firm ass.
It was absolute perfection.
He guided me under the spray. The water was deliciously hot. I spread my palms out face up as the steam rose all around me. I’d washed in lakes and rivers and the occasional waterfall, but the water had never been warm like this. It felt like a luxurious embrace, and I couldn’t stop myself from moaning in enjoyment as I moved fully underneath the spray.
It felt like rain and then the scent of orange, pineapples, and things that I’d only ever enjoyed one time out of a fruit cup swirled around me.
This was like nothing else.
His hands smoothed over my skin, and I opened my eyes, watching as he poured soap onto a soft loofah. I gazed at him suspiciously, but as he slowly circled it over my skin I began to relax. He didn’t seem to have any nefarious intentions at least.
It was sudsier than any of the bar soap I had the luxury of using in the past and when I ran my fingers down my arms, I found that it left me softer than ever. His gentleness was a bit jarring, though, and I didn’t quite know how to respond to that yet.
He cleansed up and down my arms, followed by my chest. I couldn’t face him as he worked my breasts over, knowing full well my nipples were hardening right before his eyes. As if he knew the direction of my thoughts, he took one of them between his fingers and pinched it lightly.
“You’re so responsive,” he observed, and I blushed as he brushed the loofah over my other nipple. His secondary cock grazed against my thighs, and I shivered with both dread and anticipation of the very shameful things it had done to me.
He said nothing as he turned me around and cleansed my back.
“Bend over and put your hands on the wall. I’m going to make sure that all of you is clean,” he instructed, and my reddened cheeks only burned hotter.
When I didn’t move right away, he slapped my bottom hard. I gasped and looked back at my punished cheek, watching as the marks from his fingers slowly turned bright pink. He spanked the other side and I quickly rushed to do as I was told.
He traced the stinging expanse of my backside for a long moment. “I expect your obedience when I give you a directive, Raiza. I don’t care if it makes you blush,” he scolded and I shivered, nervously trying to figure out if he intended to punish me any further. After several long moments, he pressed the loofah between my thighs, and I sighed quietly in relief.
He thoroughly washed my pussy clean, taking extra time over my clit until I was unable to keep still. When he finally moved on to wash my bottom hole, I whimpered with embarrassment until it was over. He grunted and I had to think that he was enjoying my shame.
When he was finished, he guided me back to a standing position. He took his time shampooing my hair next and I thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of his fingertips massaging my scalp. He conditioned it next and used a comb to work out all the tangles before he carefully rinsed all of it out. I thought he would wash himself next, but he grasped my wrists and pinned me against the wall in a quick maneuver that left me gasping for air and more than a little caught off guard.
The tile was warm against my back. His chest brushed against my hardened nipples, and I had to look up to see the ravenous look on his face as he stared down at me.
His secondary cock brushed my clit. He said nothing as one suction cup enclosed it.
