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“I’m not punishing you, Freya,” he reminded her. “This is not about pain. I want you to impress these medics with your orgasm. Show them what an Earthling can do.”
He smothered the small plug with lube. The base of it was fitted with a wide stopper to prevent her tight muscles sucking it in too deep. Otherwise, it was as thick as two thumbs and the length of his middle finger. He stroked her puckered hole with the tip and in response, her little entrance flexed. She wanted this. He could see the battle inside her. With his other hand, he stroked her clitoris and it swelled at the merest touch of his thumb. As he made circular movements, it peaked out of its protective hood. Behind him, Dr. Han murmured his approval. Round and round, Marco rubbed, moving his hand faster, while below, he pressed the plug against her bottom hole.
With a soft cry, she gave in and the plug slid in rapidly, far quicker than he anticipated. She jerked and her eyes sprang open.
“Now, Freya. I want you to come strong and hard. For as long as you can manage. Because, I’m going to feel you come with my mouth.” Unable to resist the tempting sight before him, he crouched between her legs and opened his mouth to envelop her clitoris.
“No, no!” she screeched.
Marco paused, on the cusp of kissing her nub. “Freya. Do you want me to stop and let these medics loose on you?”
He guessed the answer before she gave it.
* * *
Let those doctors touch her? Never.
The governor’s appearance had mortified Freya. The man she’d met on the flight, whose dark eyes and steely voice had charmed her out of her shell, was now poised to lick her clitoris into an orgasm. She shouted no, when she meant something quite different. If it weren’t for the presence of the doctors she would have invited this amazing looking man to do more to her. She found him intriguing, physically attractive, and downright bossy. And he was right; she would show them how she could orgasm. How she could make it last. Even with her limited experience of sex, she could do this. Her pride had won out over her shame.
He tickled her with his tongue and she was close to exploding. The butt plug, which she never imagined she could tolerate, had filled her. The sense of weight down there was immense and the tip of the probe knocked at her cervix, almost painfully, but not so she wished it was gone.
When her eyes involuntarily sprang open, she spied Dr. Curzon concentrating on the screens that displayed spikes and troughs as her body excited the probes. Her electricity was real and visible. She was hot and alive, and close to an incredible climax. Dr. Han, on the other hand, couldn’t stop watching her wriggle and struggle with her restraints. She fisted her hair into her hands and tugged on the locks. The governor, Marco, the man who ruled the colony, was flicking his tongue around her clitoris. The fluttering sensation was divine and she clenched the probe in her pussy, producing another spike on the screen.
The soft line of his lips captured her whole clitoris and he sucked it hard, in and out, using a mesmerizing rhythm.
“Oh, fuck!” That was close, too close and she nearly came. Why she wanted to hold off, to make it more powerful than ever, had to do with his ability to keep her on the edge. This man, whoever he was, this Vendu warrior, was no stranger to keeping a woman going. He might never have touched a clit like hers, but he had some insight into how to tame it and make it his.
“I’m coming,” she panted. “Oh, please, please…” What? She’d no idea what she wanted.
He kissed her clit hard before calling out, “Come. Freya. Now.” He pecked her between each word, then as she responded, releasing her pent-up emotions, he fluttered his tongue once again.
Her leg muscles cramped, especially the bound calves. She screamed loudly, almost ridiculously and bucked her bottom up and down on the edge of the table
. Marco rose, defeated by her wriggling and instead of tormenting her with his tongue, he chose to use the vast expanse of his palm to rub her mound just above her clitoris. The technique was overwhelming. She couldn’t stop coming.
“Yes,” he growled. “Keep it going.”
She arched her back and shoved her bottom down. Marco leaned over her and sucked on her nipples, keeping her orgasm in play, never letting it die down.
Then, she collapsed. Exhausted by the intense release and the long spell in hibernation, which had left her easily weakened, she lost control of her emotions and wept. She pressed her hands to her tear-streaked face, barely aware of the probes being removed or Marco insisting the restraints be loosened. He lowered her legs and lifted her into a sitting position. She sobbed as her face crushed against his shirt, drenching it in tears.
“Is this normal?” Dr. Han stuttered in the background. “I’ve no mention of crying in the medical articles I read. Perhaps, we’ve not understood Earthlings—”
“Sh,” Marco said. He stroked her back. “What do you expect? She’s here as a prisoner, alone and isolated, and she’s just had an intense sexual release with strangers watching and you expect her to leap around with joy?”
“Well, yes, to be frank,” Dr. Han scratched the thin layer of hairs on his head.
Freya sniffed and lifted her head. “I’m okay. Thank you. You’re right. It’s all a bit much. But,” she lowered her voice, not wanting the other two men to hear, “you did that really well. Like you knew what to do.”
The governor eased her away from him. He looked a little awkward as he brushed her tears off his shirt. “It was better than the clamp then?”
She smiled. The first real happy smile since her capture back on Earth. “Yes.”
“Good. I might keep that clamp in reserve though.”
She flashed a startled stare at him. “Why?” she asked cautiously.
“I’m always on the lookout for new ways to punish prisoners. It’s something of an area of specialty for me.”
