Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
In the meantime, life got more interesting in other ways as well. I was now allowed to use the Matter Synthesizer, as long as Sir was in the same room with me. I took full advantage of this to make myself all the delicious foods I’d been craving from Earth.
I got Sir to try them too. He sampled everything from a juicy cheeseburger to a lemon and blueberry tart to fresh sushi to New York style pepperoni pizza and to my surprise, he liked almost everything I made.
“I can see why you humans eat for pleasure,” he remarked, licking his lips after I had given him a bite of my fudge sundae with extra whipped cream. “It really is more enjoyable to consume nutrients in this form.”
“You mean nutrients that actually have flavor instead of bland Jell-O cubes?” I said.
“Yes, exactly.” Sir nodded.
“Well, what about consuming them in this form?” I raised an eyebrow at him and dipped my finger into the chocolate sauce. Holding his eyes with mine, I drew a little chocolate circle around my right nipple and smiled at my Master challengingly. “Take a taste, Sir,” I murmured, thrusting my chest out to him. “See if you like it.”
With a low growl, Sir pulled me into his lap and sucked my tight, chocolate covered peak into his hot mouth. I moaned and bucked against him, loving the feeling of him teasing my tight peak with his tongue.
Before long, Sir’s long cock had found its way halfway—perhaps a little more than halfway—inside me and he was fucking me again, right there at the kitchen table. He sucked both my nipples as he filled me with his cum.
Having his cum bathing my pussy was as good or better for me as when I swallowed it, he had explained. The more of the natural stretching chemicals I got inside me, the sooner I would be able to take all of him, down to the root, inside my pussy.
I was certain when that day finally came I would be able to see the outline of his thick cock, bulging my lower abdomen as he fit himself inside me at last. Size-wise we really were mismatched since Sir was fully twice as big as me and very well hung. But I believed with patience and persistence we would at last be able to seal our bond…
And we might have, too, if fate hadn’t intervened.
We had been flying through my own galaxy—the Milky Way, though Sir told me the other Twelve Peoples called it “The Goddess’s Cloak”—for some time when a message from Sir’s own galaxy came through. I didn’t know exactly what it said because it was a thought message that he received when he had on the control band that helped him pilot the ship. But when he took the golden wire off his head and turned to me, he had a grave look on his face.
“Well, it seems the time for idling is over, little one,” he rumbled.
“Idling? Is that what we’ve been doing?” I asked, frowning. “Aren’t we flying faster than the speed of light?”
Sir nodded.
“We are but we’ve still been taking our time. I was hoping to seal our Master/pet bond before we went to Court, where I will make my case to save your galaxy to Splendara the Third and Thirtieth. But I’m afraid there are circumstances afoot that will change our schedule. We are, in short, out of time.”
I shook my head.
“I don’t understand. How are we suddenly out of time?”
“I have just received a message that my rival, Sir Gra’multh, the Overlord of the Southern Continent, is going to Court tomorrow,” Sir told me. “There he will try to convince the Sovereign that your galaxy is ripe for the plucking and we should start subjugating the Twelve Peoples immediately.”
“What a bastard!” I exclaimed angrily. “He rules over a whole continent already—isn’t that enough for him?”
“Nothing is ever enough for Gra’multh,” Sir said grimly. “His greed for power and wealth are like the supermassive black hole at the center of your galaxy—he could suck in every world and people in the universe and still not be satisfied.”
“And…does he have the same powers you do?” I asked. “The same, uh, Mental Abilities, I mean?”
Sir nodded.
“Yes, he does. But hopefully it won’t come down to a duel. Once Splendara the Third and Thirtieth sees you and hears you speak perfect Court Korgish, she will have to acknowledge that your people are worthy of living their own lives instead of being Mind-Controlled and forced to work for an Overlord’s profit.”
I raised an eyebrow at him.
“So you admit now that humans are ‘people’—not just animals?”
“I admit that you deserve respect and autonomy,” Sir said, frowning. “Though none of you has the mental superiority that defines a true person.”
I sighed in frustration. As much as I was growing to care for Sir, this was still a stumbling stone in our relationship. How could I really want to live the rest of my life with a man who didn’t classify me or my species as actual people?