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)
“I think that it is, though,” Sir murmured, looking at me speculatively. “Did your intended mate never spread your legs and lap your soft little cunt?”
“No, he didn’t, okay?” I said shortly. “He, uh, doesn’t like that kind of thing.”
Of course, back on Earth, it hadn’t been a big deal that Don didn’t like “going downtown” as he put it. Nothing he did turned me on anyway—there was no use in asking him to try something he had a clear distaste for. But now that my body had been awakened sexually, I kept thinking of all the spicy romance books I’d read and wondering what it would feel like now that I could actually feel it…
Which has nothing to do with cheeseburgers, I know. But when Sir looked into my eyes and touched me and asked me in his deep, rumbling voice to think of what I really wanted, it just sort of popped into my head.
“I’m really sorry,” I said. “Look—just forget about the cheeseburger and let’s have nutritional gel.”
Sir gave me a look.
“Very well, but we’re going to revisit this topic later. It intrigues me greatly—especially knowing that you’ve never had an orgasm, little one. Was that the fault of your mate-to-be, because he refused to pleasure you with his tongue?”
Now we were getting into really touchy territory—and all because I’d wanted a cheeseburger instead of tasteless Jell-O Jigglers for lunch!
“No,” I said shortly. “It wasn’t Don’s fault.”
Sir frowned.
“Explain. How could it not be his fault if he was the male who was supposed to be pleasuring you?”
“My body just didn’t…react to anything sexual, okay?” I said, rather defensively. “I didn’t feel anything—it was like I was numb. I couldn’t get turned on, no matter how hard I tried. And believe me—I tried.”
I thought of all the spicy books I’d read and all the porn I’d watched and how many times I had tried getting myself off, all with no result. And then, almost the minute Sir put his big, warm hands on me, I started to feel.
“It’s like…my body woke up when I got up here—away from Earth,” I said, because I didn’t want to give him the idea that he was the main reason for my sudden sexual awakening. He was already arrogant enough—he didn’t need to think he was my sexual savior.
“I like that you feel awake now,” Sir murmured, stroking my cheek. “That’s going to make your training as a Sex Pet so much easier, my darling.”
I bit my lip as I felt a shiver run through my body. He had always just called me “little one”—this new endearment sent a little pleasurable thrill through my body.
“I…I still don’t know what…what you’re going to do to me,” I whispered.
“Just train you to take pleasure in the way I touch you and to accommodate me when the time comes,” Sir rumbled softly. His big hand slipped down between my legs and cupped my bare pussy. “We have much to do in order to open you enough to take my cock,” he murmured, as he slid one long finger deep into my liquid depths.
My eyes flew wide.
“So you’re going to…to fuck me? I thought you weren’t going to do that!”
“I’m not going to breed you and make you pregnant,” Sir said. “I will give you my word as a Korrigon Overlord which I may never break about that. But yes, I am going to fuck you, little one. All in good time, of course,” he added. “You’re not ready for that yet.”
“I…I don’t understand, though,” I panted as he fucked gently in and out of me with his long finger. “I mean, you’re twice as big as me. How will we ever fit together? Your equipment is huge.”
“You’ll be ready to take me deep in your soft little cunt when the time comes,” Sir assured me, pressing deep inside me as though to illustrate his point. He withdrew his finger and sucked it into his mouth, cleaning away my juices with obvious relish. “Mmm, delicious little one,” he rumbled.
“You…you think so?” I whispered, watching him with wide eyes. The one time he had tried going down on me, Don hadn’t liked my taste at all, and he hadn’t been shy about saying so, either. It had been a big blow to my self confidence, to be honest. “You…you really think I taste good?” I asked Sir.
Sir licked his lips.
“I know so. But it is time to eat. For now, why don’t we table this discussion and try for your preferred meal one more time?”
But at that point, my head was so full of dirty thoughts and spicy images, that cheeseburgers were the last thing on my mind. Sir tried again to make one, but the Matter Synthesizer just served us a plate of goo, so he gave up and made us both nutritional gel cubes again.