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How did I end up here?
"Open for me, Anna. My human pet. Just relax your tongue and breathe..."
I don't submit to survive. I submit for my pleasure.
Ax
We accept the pain of biological existence and understand that we are one step away from infinite peace. Until we reach that stage of enlightenment, alphas must hunt and spread seed. They must populate or face the threat of systematic extinction.
They're looking for her.
Her face is on every household tablet on the planet. Earth Federation has put a bounty on both our heads. Any information received comes with a high reward including money and complete integration into the Federation. Meaning, if someone saw where we went, we’d both be fucked by the long dick of the law.
She fusses and kicks. She tries all the different tricks to get away, but she is powerless against me.
I need to keep her safe. Everyone on the goddamn planet is looking for us, and she's on the verge of genetic deterioration. Whether she likes it or not, she’s all I’ve got now.
For days, I watch over her. She's my patient. I sit in the darkness and make sure she stays nourished and full of oxygen. Sweat beads against her pale forehead, and she shivers all throughout the night, but I will keep her alive.
All of this is temporary. Eventually, all wounds heal.
I study her. Her frame is petite, but she is blessed with an ass that protrudes like the hills of Xalkon. Though she tries to hide her eyes, I’m mesmerized by their hazel color, so freeing to look at.
Her frame curves like the soft ridges of the red sand dunes, and her pussy lips are like the waves that meet near the frothy mouth of the shore. She is the most exquisite creature I have ever laid eyes on.
Humans have always been an off-limit commodity. But as soon as I scented her, my instincts kicked in. I had to take her.
The other Syndicate aliens would have raped her. They would have cut her neck and left her for dead. I did what I had to do.
At least, that’s how I justify my actions.
When she wakes, I slide a plate toward her bed, along with a glass of water. The food is a combination of insect meat, reptile eggs, and vegetables, blended into a thick paste. I watch as her mouth twists in disgust.
"Looks gross, but it'll make you strong," I say.
She takes a small bite before spitting it back out.
"What is this shit?" she asks.
"You don't want to know," I say. "Just hold your nose and swallow it down. It will nourish you."
She rejects the food. "Maybe in a little bit," she moans. "I feel... sick."
I nudge a
metal bucket forward. "Go ahead."
I hold her hair as she pukes. It's the liquids I've got her on, along with the sleeping medications. The combination is making her ill, but it's kept the fever from spreading. I quickly make a note of her reactions.
When she's done, I carefully wipe her face clean. Then I introduce the food again. I do this a few times before she finally accepts defeat.
"Okay. I'll eat it," she says, nimbly taking another bite.
After she finishes her breakfast, she has to urinate. There are no working pipes out here. Everything is primitive, including my sleeping arrangements upstairs, in the house. Because I can't trust her, I can't take her outside.
She thinks I’m the devil. I’m not. But there are rules she has to follow. My rules.
I lead her to the corner of the room with a leash. I drag another bucket and point. "Here," I say. "It'll have to do."
