I wasn’t going to stay here. I didn’t know what her humans had cooked up for me and I wasn’t about to get myself blown up with a series of grenades or shitty homemade human bombs if I could help it. I wrapped my arm around her waist. I felt a lump on her lower back, and I reached up, finding a gun stowed away in the waistband of her jeans. I pulled it out and in a show of force, I crushed it in my hand. She cried out in surprise, but she was wise enough not to fight me.
She should have run at her first opportunity. It was too late for her now.
I strode out of the dilapidated building. There was no sign of the human forces. They were probably waiting for her signal to begin whatever attack they had planned, and my being still alive would throw a monkey wrench in their strategy. They’d probably flounder, but I didn’t much care. They might still engage in their original attack. They might not.
I’d deal with them later.
What I wanted to do right now was tear every inch of clothing of my human acquisition’s body and teach her a lesson about her rightful place in this cruel world.
I wasn’t planning on being kind either. It wasn’t in my nature.
She was going to cry for me and when I was finally pleased with how red her pert little ass was, I’d throw her face down on my bed and teach her an even more thorough lesson on the end of my cocks. She would scream for me again and again. I would enjoy every last one.
I distracted myself with thoughts of what was to come as I made my way down the blocks of the crumbling city until I approached the place where I’d hidden my transport vehicle. With one arm, I swept off the brush and pressed my hand to the scanner. It would only open for me.
The door slid open, and I climbed inside. I put Raiza down on her feet and started searching her for weapons.
“Hands on the back of your head,” I demanded. She nervously obeyed without needing to be told twice.
Oh…Oh, yes.
I was really, really going to enjoy punishing her when I returned to my quarters. I was already hard as a rock just thinking about it.
I patted her arms first. I found a knife and another gun. I tossed them aside. I smoothed over her waist, and I took several long moments to fully inspect her breasts. She scowled at me, and my cock stiffened even further.
Her bra was thin. I could tell that her nipples were hard for me.
I didn’t tell her I knew. Leaving her questioning things would probably be far worse of a punishment for her. I found a few other concealed weapons before I made my way to her hips. Sheturned her face away as I examined her there. Every muscle in her body rattled with tension.
“Spread your legs,” I instructed, and she stiffened. I waited and she refused. I gave her several more moments than I should have before I popped her hard across her bottom with my hand. Startled, she jerked her head to me and stared at me with nothing more than a blank look of surprise.
I repeated my command. She sneered back at me before turning away again. I’d given her enough patience. I grasped her legs and forcibly made her open them for me. She went to squeeze her thighs back together, but I was faster than her. I cupped her mound.
Fuck.
She was hot. I could feel it through the fabric of her jeans.
Did being handled like this arouse her? My cock throbbed at the thought.
I pressed my hand against her, sliding it across her pussy as I searched for weapons. I found nothing more of consequence, but I took my time and really made sure. I could feel her body trembling beneath my touch. She was holding back. She would fight back at some point; I just had to push her far enough and she would. I’d be ready for her.
She was going to pay for trying to kill me.
When I was finally fully convinced that she had no weapons, I patted down her whole body once more just because I could. She stood before me proud and regal, even though she didn’t stand a chance against me, and she knew it.
I smirked at her as I lightly slapped between her legs. I watched the disbelief wash over her face. Her eyes squinted at the indignity of having that hot little pussy spanked and I reveled in it.
Without warning, I pushed her down into the passenger seat. She moved to get up, but I was ready for her. I grabbed a pair of cuffs and quickly captured one wrist before I passed my thumb over the power source. The cuff lit up and expanded around her wrist, binding her to the seat. I did the same with her other wrist and her ankles. She screeched, fighting her bonds, but it was already too late for her.
I patted her thigh suggestively and she tensed.
“You made your choice, Raiza. You will come with me quietly and accept your punishment like a good little human,” I told her.
Her tiny nose scrunched up in anger and her gaze darkened considerably.
“I should never have saved you,” she spat.
“No, you shouldn’t have. Now you’re going to have to pay for that choice.”
