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He met my eyes, his own sparkling with intensity. For a long moment, he studied me, gauging my expression and my mood, but I didn’t have it in me to fight him then. He’d won this round, but I’d find another way to fight back. It just wasn’t the right time. Not now.
He removed a knife from a holster on his waist and knelt before me. He took it and sliced through my panties, tearing them into pieces before me. Next, he carved through my pants with wild abandon, ensuring that he destroyed them completely. Now I was completely naked from the waist down except for my boots.
I could feel his cum dripping from my bottom, onto my pussy, and then down my thighs. I swallowed my shame but couldn’t hide the blush from my face.
He pocketed the knife then and gripped the V-neck collar of my shirt. He tore it with sheer strength. Lastly, he grasped my bra and shredded the soft cotton and lace to pieces in a matter of seconds. He threw the fabric to the ground and I watched with sadness as the only clothes I had were quickly trodden underfoot of everyone walking through the market.
I didn’t have anything else to wear. Everything I owned had been on my old ship, long gone once the Intergalactic Coalition impounded it based on some shoddy rumors and hearsay.
He’d taken care to destroy every piece of clothing on my body beyond repair. I couldn’t even hope to cover myself with the shredded remains. I cried out, trying to hide my nakedness, but he slapped my hands away.
“You will wear nothing but what I give you, little human,” he declared, and I bit my lip. I should be furious, but something about his threat was arousing too.
He reached into his pocket and took out what looked to be small clips. He held out his hand and I realized each of them was attached to a light but sturdy-looking chain. In the center was a large O ring. I studied the object, seeing that there were three clips and three chains.
“Hands by your sides,” he commanded.
Hesitantly, I did as he asked, unsure of what he was going to do and not wanting to earn his ire. I was too sore to take any more of his brand of punishment. I shifted from one foot to the other, breathing in a heated breath as my body tensed, reminding me of how sore my bottom was. Both inside and out.
He reached for me and his fingers drifted over my nipples, teasing and pinching them, and soon each one was hard for him. I breathlessly watched, enjoying the feel of his rugged touch on my skin. I closed my eyes, lulled into a relaxed state until I felt something clamp hard over my right nipple.
I squealed and opened my eyes, my hands rising to bat away whatever had caused me pain, but then I realized that it had been him. He’d put the clip right over the top of my nipple, and I watched almost in disbelief as he did the same to my left.
I whimpered as the flash of pain washed across my chest. Despite the ache, I felt my pussy tighten, felt my own wetness return with a fervor that was frightening to realize.
But there was a third clamp.
“Please, don’t,” I begged.
“Spread your legs wider,” he demanded. When I didn’t immediately comply, he slapped the outside of my thigh and I squeaked with shock. A pink mark rose on my skin and then I rushed to obey him. Using his fingers, he spread my folds, exposing my clit.
I watched almost in horror as he took the clamp, opened it, and allowed it to close directly over top of my clit. I cried out as exquisite pain rushed over me. I couldn’t help myself as I hunched forward, trying to quell the sudden flash of sensations, but pain and pleasure rose to the surface once more, leaving me a quivering, sodden mess, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
Gradually, the pain faded to a dull ache. As the burning agony began to fade, simmering desire sprang to life and I quivered as it raced straight to my core, making my legs tremble with its intensity. The clamps were tight on my nipples and my clit, forcing me to endure both pain and pleasure in a single breath and I couldn’t get enough of it. The chains were lax, the O ring hanging down and swinging in the gentle breeze, just bouncing against the skin of my belly, and I drew in a heated breath. I lifted my eyes and met his hard, dark ones and whimpered quietly at the power hidden in their depths.
He took the O ring then and clipped a long leather leash to it. He jerked it, just a little, and I cried out as it pulled me forward by both my nipples and my clit. It stung hotly for a long moment, but then I leaned forward and the pressure on my body relaxed.
It was a very clear message.
Follow along closely or feel his wrath.
I stood there, completely naked except for my boots. The clamps kept my nipples hard and tight and the one around my clit teased at my folds, keeping me constantly aroused. He took the leash and lifted it up, just tugging on the single chain attached between my legs. He did that once, then twice, making me moan and cry out with each one.
“Do you think you’re ready to come with me yet, little human?” he asked. His expression was seductive, one that promised more pain, but infinitely more pleasure. I wanted to follow him, but did I dare?
I paused before he gently tugged on the leash once more.
“Come now, it’s time to go,” he said softly, his tone expectant even in its gentleness as he stared back at me. He didn’t threaten me, nor did he cruelly tug me along; instead he waited for my obedience, waited for me to accept his power over me.
“You’re not planning to sell me off, are you?” I ventured carefully, and he shook his head.
“No. I don’t believe in forcing women into that kind of business,” he responded. I studied his features carefully. I only saw honesty there, and I took a hesitant step toward him. He didn’t rush me, allowing me to take another before I was standing beside him.
“Is it far?” I asked then, keenly aware of my nakedness and the sheer number of people looking at my bare body with each passing second. He grinned knowingly and shook his head.
“Maybe a twenty-minute walk. Enough to show everyone here your freshly spanked backside and the cum dripping down your ass, not to mention my seed drying on your face,” he countered, and I felt my cheeks redden in response.
“You’re mean,” I responded, pouting a little, and he chuckled, tugging the clit chain just a little harder.
