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He can’t know this, but this is fucking hot. Embarrassment can be the worst feeling, but it is also one of the hottest and most intense. The shame he wants me to feel is making my body feel like every single cell is being personally called out.
My pussy is soaking his lap, my hips gyrating with incredible need as I squirm on his dick. Right now I don’t care what happens to me. I feel free. I feel wild. I feel rebellious. All the feelings he seems to be trying to curtail are only all the more intense for finding expression in this searing hot moment.
“Fuck me,” I moan, inviting my own humiliation.
I feel him pause, his cock stilling.
For a moment, I am almost afraid he will pull out, deny me what I want. Then I feel a deep, rough thrust that goes deeper than any before it and makes me cry out with unrestrained pleasure.
“You are such a hot, desperate, wanton little human fuck toy, aren’t you,” he snarls as he gives me exactly what I want, turning me around so I can brace my hands on the ship wall, his hands going to my hips as he holds me aloft and in place, giving me the fucking I deserve. A proper public ravaging, one that makes me squeal and moan as my arousal runs down over his cock, coats his saurian balls, and even starts to drip on the deck below. This ship never sees the ocean, but I am making it wet.
I can feel my thrashed bottom bouncing against the hard, scaled lines of his lower abdomen as he slaps against me, claiming me over and over with increasingly hard and rough thrusts. I am going to feel this later. I am going to be sore, both on my ass and in my pussy. My lips are doing their best to grip his huge cock, swelling with the effort of being pounded so mercilessly.
“I am going to come inside you,” he says. “I am going to fill this pussy up, and I am going to make you take every drop of it, you filthy, naughty, badly behaved little human girl. You are going to wear my cum for the rest of the day.”
My pussy contracts hard around his cock, gripping him with that internal undulation that demands he make good on that threat. I don’t care who is watching. I don’t care who sees. This is something that should be seen. The world should see me wrapped around his cock.
Thorn has made me feel so many things I never knew I was capable of feeling. He has introduced me to fear. He has taught me what it is to be ashamed. He has even managed to make me flirt with being sorry. But no lesson is as intense as the one I am learning now. He has made me feel deeply loved.
I know this is not for the benefit of anybody besides myself. I know he would rather have me tucked away, making love to me in secret. I know he would have much preferred I never ran away. But spreading my legs and punishing my pussy with his thick, saurian cock, making the consequence so shameful and so intense I will never be able to erase it from my mind is his way of showing me that no matter what I do, he will match it.
I have lived a life of being too much for too many people. I have been extra. I have been impossible to handle. Even as a pirate, I was too much for my own damn crew. But I have never been too much for Thorn. He has always been able to meet me and then outpace me. As I feel him start to do just as he promised and pump his cum inside me, he fills me so deeply and completely it drips out of me again, even with his cock inside me, leaking past the seal of his scaled rod and then even through his fingers, which are wrapped around my pussy, holding me in place by my pubic bone.
“Are you ready to be a good girl for me?” He murmurs the question in my ear, shifting his grip a little so he can massage hot, fresh seed into my straining clit.
“Never…” I moan.
I will maintain my resistance, and he will continue to break me for it, over and over and over again.
8SORRY
Thorn
My human sleeps a very long time after her recapture. I enjoy the memory of our public mating many times over, knowing that I made an impression that will not soon be forgotten, both on her and on my men. The event has been broadcast on certain channels, which has gone to mollify the sensibilities of those whose property was damaged in the attack on the Ground Bar.
Of course, all is not entirely well. This is the calm after the storm. Also, the calm before the storm. Essentially, with her asleep, this is the calm between storms. I am not foolish enough to believe that the actions undertaken yesterday will be enough to subdue my little pirate for long.
“Mnggghhh…” she groans as she wakes up, her eyes fluttering open amid a tangle of riotous blonde curls. She is, without a doubt, the most beautiful creature I have ever had in my bed. Everything about her calls me.
“Good morning,” I say. “Have you learned your lesson?”
She smiles before she responds, before she’s even entirely awake, I think. The question makes her eyes spark with excitement, and I already know the answer.
Suli takes a moment to bury her face in a pillow, ironically taking a deep breath somehow into the soft surface, before pulling back again and answering me with an evasive question.
“Depends what the lesson is, I suppose.”
“Have you learned that I will hunt you down and claim you if you dare try to escape?”
“I got that idea,” she grins, her hips performing a no-doubt aching gyration beneath the blanket that covers her lower half but hides nothing from me. I know this woman in a way I have never known anybody. I feel my understanding of her deepening with every breath she takes. Humans betray themselves constantly, and though she has shown alacrity as a liar, I suspect most of her success has come because she is speaking to people who do not understand her.
I reach out and tenderly brush some of the curls out of her face. It is time to speak plainly. Though these feelings and this connection may have happened swiftly, they are very important. This is one of the few times I have had her in my presence while calm and chastened enough to take some information in.
“I don’t want you to leave, Sullivan. I have never felt the kind of mating bond with anybody else that I feel with you. It is not easy for an alpha to find his mate. It requires a strength and a softness not often combined. You are bold and you are brave, but you are also terrified and weak.”
Sullivan
I didn’t know what would happen when I woke up. I didn’t know if there would be fresh punishment, or if I would be roundly chastised. I did not expect a declaration of devotion from the alien I have been tormenting and defying since my arrival.
