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I don’t know why I said that. I wanted it. I didn’t want it.
My brain was a mess of confusion. Pleasure and anger at war with one another inside me. I’d come in this room convinced that I was going to be treated with cruelty, but instead, they were setting my body on fire with pleasure.
Hadn’t expected that. I’d never expected to be punished in such a manner.
I’d been prepared for cruelty. For pain and anger. I thought they’d hurt me, beat me to within an inch of my life, and force me to take their seed. I wasn’t prepared for pleasure like this.
It was unnerving. And amazing. I didn’t know what to do.
Even now, sitting down before Talor, I could think of a million ways to snake my legs around his neck, cutting off his air supply and escaping from the four of them, but I did nothing. I couldn’t convince my limbs to move, to fight back as Talor’s tongue snaked around my clit. Touching me, teasing me. I quivered under his touch.
A few moments later, Dex came into the room with some sort of robot on wheels. It was smaller than I expected, a cylindrical rolling computer of some kind comprised of black, red, and gray colors. It followed him into the center of the room and his dark gaze met mine. The promise held within them shook me to the very core. My pussy clenched in excitement.
I shuddered.
He lifted an arm and crooked a finger toward me, beckoning me to come to him.
Almost as if that simple movement had its own gravitational pull, I was drawn to him. Talor allowed me to rise, moving away from me to join Dex. I stood and walked to Dex, even though I knew I was walking toward what felt like my doom. But I couldn’t help myself. I was intrigued. I wanted to know more.
He clicked his tongue and the little robot came to life.
“Bind her,” he commanded.
I should have run then.
The robot started to whir, transforming right before my eyes. At once, long limbs shot in my direction, surrounding my wrists and ankles, lifting me off the floor in the process. It moved my arms straight above my head and spread my legs wide, leaning my body backward just a bit. The cone body supported my back, but it was softer than I had expected.
My four captors watched with glee as I tried to fight, to escape the hold of the mysterious robot, but it was for nothing. The cuffs that held me weren’t forgiving. They held me tight and even when I tried to rock back and forth, the robot didn’t budge even an inch. I was trapped. And now, four alien men were looking at me with hungry gazes, waiting to see what I did next.
I shivered. Fear and desire at war.
I almost wanted to know what they were going to do to me now. If I’d like it.
“You can’t do this to me,” I said, feeling as though I still needed to fight what was becoming more and more inevitable.
My cunt throbbed, hungry for release as Talor, Biran, and Dex approached me. Three pairs of hands descended onto my flesh, pinching, squeezing, and slapping me all over. One even slapped my breasts back and forth, taking my nipples into his fingers and gripping them roughly.
I cried out.
Pain. Pleasure. Hate. Anger. Every emotion ricocheted through me and I didn’t know how to react anymore. I couldn’t think, I could only feel.
“Why are you being punished, Mya?” Talor chided, his fingers rubbing lightly over top of my clit, torturing me as I shivered beneath his touch. Deep inside, I felt myself begin to rebel. Something inside me fought their power, and I clutched onto it like a vise.
I was strong. I had to fight this. I wasn’t a weak-willed woman who would cave as soon as they touched my pussy. I’d show them what a human woman was worth.
“Because you’re all a bunch of Vakarran assholes who kidnap women whenever you please just because you can,” I replied, venom steeping from my every pore.
I reminded myself of all the carnage they’d caused. Vakarrans were an alien species like no other. They came to conquer and destroy and take what they wanted.
They didn’t care who they hurt in the process.
I had to steel myself against whatever was about to happen.
Dex reached into the side panel of the robot and pulled out two objects that looked like small pincer claws. He held them in one hand before reaching for my nipples, playing with them, tweaking them, readying them for whatever torture he had in mind.
I shivered with fear. With pleasure. I didn’t know anymore.
My breath released from my lung in shaky pants, my nipples hardening into tight little buds under his skillful touch and I moaned, low in my throat, barely loud enough for anyone around me to hear, but Dex did. He knew.
