Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 184(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 184(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
He puts me down, but only so he can adjust his grip, moving from beneath my arms, to around my throat. One hand is now tightly wrapped about my trachea. He is not cutting off my breath, but he is making it abundantly clear that he could.
I am scared now. What happened wasn’t my fault, but there is no way I am going to convince him of that. I am now at the mercy of his better judgement — and everybody knows that there is no better judgment in Manik. He’s a vicious, violent creature with not a bone of mercy in his body.
“I am going to punish you now,” he informs me, stripping the rest of the suit from my body. It falls around my ankles but no further. I am now hobbled as well as nearly choked.
“It wasn’t…” I manage to croak out the words before he squeezes just hard enough to keep me from talking.
“Quiet,” he says. “Excuses, explanations, they won’t change anything now. Now I am going to make your little pussy pay for your insolence.”
His words make me quiver and throb, my inner walls gripping at a cock that isn’t there yet. I fucking want him. Even under threat of pain of death he is making me hot all over again. Some people have said I have a death wish. They’ve said I’m reckless, and that my career is going to end in a short, miserable mess. Specifically, the bounty master I got Manik’s details from said that to me. He told me Manik would kill me.
Maybe he was right.
He pushes me back against a wall and hikes me up on instrumentation. I am too short for him standing, but up here my wet, all-too-prepared pussy is exposed to his cock. I see it now for the first time. He’s still holding my throat as he bares himself, and his unholy alien cock seeks my sex out. Looking down between my instinctively spread thighs, I see him there. He is so impossibly large, and his cock does not look like a cock should. It is not shaped the way a human male’s manhood is. It is not a thick head and a shaft designed with sufficient length to plant seed deep inside me. It is a battering ram of flesh with the sinuous abilities of a snake. It is blue, and it is throbbing with hot life.
I want to beg for mercy, but he won’t allow that. The gallant alien rescuer has been replaced by a vengeful ravager. The hot head of him makes first contact at my clit. The head of him rubs around that bud, so much bigger and yet so agile. He is giving me pleasure, though I do not think he thinks I deserve it. I don’t know why he is toying with me like this. He could just thrust inside me, make me hurt. He could punish me. He could make me scream and writhe and beg. I think he’s going to do all those things, and though he is angry, he is not without sense and reason.
His cock slides between my outer lips. They spread for him with such willingness, and then as he eases forward with dark intentions in his eyes, I almost stop breathing as my pussy stretches for him in a lewd and unlikely way.
He is So. Fucking. Big.
I gasp and try to breathe my way through this slow but undeniably vicious intrusion.
“You lulled me into a false sense of security,” he accuses me as his cock breaches the boundaries of my body and his alien flesh becomes intimately one with mine. “You made me think you were willing and helpless, but you had your sky weapons trained on me the entire time. How did you activate them?”
He is an inch inside me and I can barely think, let alone answer his interrogation. He is making me his in a way that will never be undone. My pussy will never take another human cock in the way it has to work to take this one. My gripping, wet inner walls are equal to his challenge, even as his cock starts to perform those alien undulations inside me that no human rod ever could. He is finding every part of me. He is using every inch of the internal territory he has thus far conquered.
“How did you do it? I left nothing on you. Nothing!” He pushes deeper, his cock stretching me further, still undulating, still testing, still making me unable to speak for all the sensation I am processing.
“Dangerous little human,” he growls against my throat, grazing his much more dangerous teeth against my jugular. “I thought you were so weak and pathetic. I thought I needed to save you from yourself, and from me. But you don’t need saving, do you. You need punishing.”