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“Then I’ll give you water to drink before I start over again. I suppose I’ll have to feed you too. I don’t want you passing out. I don’t want you missing a single moment of the experience. I am going to take very, very good care of you. Each and every one of your needs will be catered to, so I can ensure that you stay here, like this, for as long as it takes to break you of the habit of being an unrepentant criminal.”
I pull the tool from her sex for a moment. I want to see what physical impacts are left behind. Her lips are swollen and there is a trail of arousal leading from them all the way down over the little bud that has peeked out from the hood of flesh that kept it hidden before. I take my time inspecting her pussy for any signs of damage. I don’t want to hurt her. I want to punish her. I want to make her sore. But I don’t want to do the slightest bit of harm to her in any way. I do, however, want to find her limits and take her all the way up to them.
The moment the toy leaves her body, something changes. I feel a shift in her energy and see it in her expression. Something is wrong.
Suli
Something is happening to me. Something is happening deep inside my brain. The shifting of neurons is starting to feel like a cascade. I feel something snap inside. Or maybe not so much snap as much as crack, pop, and fizz. It wouldn’t surprise me if smoke came out of my ears.
Something inside me just broke. It’s like a little dyke that has been inside my head all these years has suddenly disappeared, and a cascade of pure fucking terror I didn’t even know I had dammed up inside me is bursting through my mind, bathing every single thought in a coating of thick, choking fear.
“What’s wrong?” Thorn’s voice seems to come from very, very far away.
“Everything.”
I want to curl up and hide, and I also want to run away, but I can’t run because I’m dizzy as hell, so though I have the impossible-to-ignore urge to get the hell away, I can’t. And I also don’t know what I’m even trying to get away from. I’m trying to get away from myself, I think. But I can’t crawl out of my own skin. I’m stuck in here with me and it’s fucking awful.
Thorn
The human has turned pale and clammy. Sweat seems to be dripping from her every pore simultaneously as she fights for breath.
“What is wrong?”
“I don’t know,” she rasps. “I don’t know what is happening. I think something broke inside me.”
I did intend to break her, but not like this. I was planning a more subtle, and frankly, enjoyable response. I wanted to see her beg for mercy and admit all her wrongdoing. I did not want an actual medical event to ensue.
“Sona! Call for the doctor!”
“As you wish, my alpha,” Sona says, dutifully behaving without a hint of concern. I like being alpha, and I like my temperament. But there are times like these in which I wish I had some of his controlled equanimity. I’ve never seen anything rattle Sona ever. He seems almost like the human in terms of how immune he is to crises. Somewhat like the human was, I suppose. Until she wasn’t.
I haven’t scented fear on her once in all the time I’ve known her. Suddenly, she stinks of it. I wrap her up in my arms and hold her tight, hoping the comfort will alleviate some of the distress.
“The doctor is here, my alpha,”Sona intones over the intercom not long later.“Would you like him in the medical bay? Or would you like him here, in your…” he sniffs. “Bedroom?”
Doc Xotic is highly capable when it comes to healing injuries sustained in combat, and he comes with some pretty impressive tech, but I am worried he will not be able to help this human, who is now whimpering softly in my arms, and clinging to me with weak fingers.
I ignore Sona’s disapproval and carry her down to the surgery. The alpha’s residence has a fully equipped medical bay to rival any hospital on the planet. She will not get better care elsewhere.
The doctor is a mature saurian with gray skin and scaling, plenty of thick plates over his head, and a tail that ends in a vicious set of six-inch spikes. He’s a natural defensive tank, and that has served him well during his work in a great many conflicts.
“I’ve got a human,” I say rather unnecessarily, as it’s pretty obvious what she is.
“So you do,” he says, extending his arms for her. I hand her over. This is probably the only creature on the planet I’d willingly allow to touch her. Besides Avel, I suppose. Regardless, there is a small moment’s hesitation as I feel her weight leaving my arms.
“What’s happening here?”
I tell him all the details I can remember as he takes her and settles her gently on a medical bed that dwarfs her several times over and begins the most careful examination I have seen. She is staring around, her eyes wider than they have ever been, and she is emitting pheromones of the kind I have not scented on her before. The human who was not worried whatsoever when she went flying off a cliff and nearly plunged to oblivion is suddenly terrified.
“Stay still. There you go. That’s right. Let me listen here.”
She is letting the doctor do his job, which is probably the first time I have ever seen her cooperate. It’s odd. Eerie.
“I believe I have heard of this phenomenon before. Let me find the document…”
He holds her down, one hand on her chest while he goes through a small tablet pulled from his pocket. It is essentially an almanac of all medical knowledge, and I suppose it makes sense he would consult it, though I do always feel unsettled when a medical professional starts researching a condition in front of me.
“Yes,” he says. “I believe what we have here is an unexpected triggering of the human fear response. It is harmless, though it looks and seems dramatic. It passes in relatively short order, though generally speaking the effects can sometimes be felt for quite some time due to the ongoing psychological stresses associated with the experience, or repeated triggering of the stimulation.”
