Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
“He will not do that, little Mistresss—he is only talking,” Schulo denied quickly.
“The fuck you say, slaver,” Styx growled. “I haven’t had a female touch me in months, ever since that fucker Chu’lex drugged me and sold me to you! So if I say I’m going to come, you’d better fucking believe me!”
“Er…perhapsss it would be better if you sstopped sstroking his sshaft now, little Mistress,” Schulo said to Ketha apologetically.
“Oh—of course.” She pulled her hands away, but a plan had begun to form in her mind.
She knew that going to the Conception Center was how all decent and respectable women got pregnant, but she also knew there was another way to get pregnant—the forbidden way—by allowing yourself to be penetrated by a male.
Ketha had never wanted to allow such a thing before—though she had seen some black-market porn where the male penetrated the female instead of the other way around, which was what was considered normal on Yonnie Six. But now she was seriously considering it.
What would it be like? Sinking down on that long, thick, ridged shaft? She wouldn’t try to take the swelling at the base—there was no way she could. But she had an idea that maybe…just maybe—she could take the shaft itself. Would the ridges really rub against her clit as he thrust inside her? How would that feel? She squeezed her thighs tightly together as a bolt of pure need ran through her. Goddess, she wanted to try it—wanted to try fitting that long, thick shaft inside herself!
No—you can’t! whispered a little voice in her head. If anyone found out, you’d be banished from the planet!
Reluctantly, Ketha decided she shouldn’t even consider such a thing. It was wrong, not to mention against all the laws of Yonnie Six. Still, she had to do something with the big Kindred, so she might as well take him home with her and see if he would make a half-decent bodyslave.
“I’ll take him,” she said to Schulo, which seemed to surprise the slaver.
“Oh, well of course, little Mistresss,” he said, blinking his slitted yellow eyes. “By all means—please take him. Do you want a collar and a leash to lead him with?”
Ketha shook her head.
“No, as long as he’s properly conditioned, that shouldn’t be necessary.” She looked up at the big Kindred. “You’re not going to try to hurt me, are you, Styx?”
“Now how could I hurt such a luscious little Elite?” he growled softly, looking down at her. “I’d much rather lick your sweet pussy, little girl.”
“You mussst sstop ssaying ssuch thingss!” Schulo scolded him. “I have told you over and over during your conditioning that ssuch language is not permitted when ssspeaking to your new Mistresss!”
Styx shrugged, his impossibly broad shoulders rolling with the movement.
“I say what I fucking want, you fucking lizard. And what I want to lick my ‘new Mistress’s’ pussy.” He turned his glowing golden eyes on Ketha again. “Is that acceptable, Mistress?”
“You…you won’t be able to talk that way around my mother—she’s the real Mistress of our estate,” Ketha said rather breathlessly. “She’ll have you whipped for insolence.”
“Fine—so I won’t offer to lick her pussy.” He shrugged again. “But as for you—you’re too luscious to pass up. I want to get my tongue between your thighs as soon as possible, little girl.”
“You can kiss my panties later,” Ketha told him, pressing her legs together tightly. “For now, come with me.”
She motioned imperiously for him to follow her. She was absolutely certain that her mother wouldn’t like the new Kindred bodyslave and would probably send him back with a complaint to Schulo. But the idea of using him to get pregnant still wouldn’t leave her mind. Of course, she wouldn’t actually do it, but letting him kiss her panties couldn’t hurt, could it?
That was what she told herself anyway, as she left Schulo’s offices. She would just take Styx home as her mother had ordered and if Mistress Morebutt didn’t like her new Kindred bodyslave, well, that wasn’t Ketha’s fault. She wasn’t going to do anything with him—she would just go to her room and try to use one of her flesh toys on herself again, to take the edge off the urgent need she was feeling and that was all.
But though she tried to distract herself, she couldn’t get the thought of sinking down on that thick shaft and taking the ride of her life out of her mind.
4
STYX
Styx followed his new Mistress through the Flesh Bazaar docilely enough. He remembered being brought here months ago and his fury at being captured and told that he would soon be serving a Yonnite Mistress. He had sworn he would rip his new owner to pieces the moment she tried to take charge of him. He might be Kindred but he was also half Dae’mon—a savage race that didn’t tolerate being subjugated.