Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
“Feeling better too—thanks to you,” Rax said gratefully. “Are you sure there’s nothing I can do to, er, repay you, little girl?” he added, his voice dropping to a lustful growl. “Maybe something to make your ripe nipples or your tight little pussy feel good? I don’t have much to offer, but my mouth is free and you know I’d be happy to give you pleasure with my tongue.”
Breenah bit her lip.
“I shouldn’t let you do anything,” she said sternly. “Although…” She sighed as her worries re-entered her head.
“Although what?” Rax prodded gently.
“Although it might be my last chance to experience any kind of…of pleasure at all,” Breenah admitted.
He frowned.
“What do you mean?”
Breenah bit her lip. Should she tell him? Well, why not—it wasn’t like she could talk to any of the other girls in the Compound about this. None of them would understand why she was even upset about the plan Mistress Work-worthy had for her. They would all think it was a good idea—to make her more “normal”—more like everyone else.
“What I mean is that soon I…I won’t have any nipples for anyone to suck,” she said in a low voice.
“What?” Rax shook his head. “I don’t understand.”
In a low voice, she told him about her morning meeting with Mistress Work-worthy and Mistress Heal-all. As she spoke, Rax’s good eye first widened, then narrowed in disbelief.
“They want to cut off your breasts and permanently numb your pussy?” he demanded when Breenah finally finished. “What the fuck is wrong with them?”
“There’s nothing wrong with them—it’s me who’s wrong,” Breenah said sadly. “I’m too different. They just want to make me like everyone else in the Compound.”
“By maiming you?” Rax demanded hoarsely. “That’s crazy, sweetheart! Just because they don’t have any sexual feelings or big, beautiful breasts and ripe curves like yours doesn’t mean they have the right to hurt you like that!”
“I…I don’t want them to,” Breenah admitted and tears rose to her eyes, hot and stinging. “I don’t want to lose my breasts or the ability to feel between my legs!”
“Of course you don’t,” Rax said fiercely. “And you shouldn’t have to! What they’re talking about doing to you is mutilation, Breenah! You can’t let them do it!”
“I…I don’t know if I can stop them,” Breenah said, sniffing as she wiped the tears away with her fingers. “Once Mistress Work-worthy gets an idea in her head, she usually goes ahead with it.”
“Then you have to get out of here before they can do it to you,” Rax said firmly. “Sneak out of the Compound and make a run for it, sweetheart. Do it as soon as possible!”
Breenah shook her head.
“I don’t have anywhere to run to. The next Compound is so far away and even if I reached it, they would just call Mistress Work-worthy to come and take me back.”
“Then you have to get off this fucking planet.” Rax took a deep breath. “Listen to me—I’m sure my ship is still out there and it’s made of Smart Metal so it will have healed itself by now.”
“It’s out in the North field,” Breenah said, frowning. “But what are you saying?”
“I’m saying if you’ll let me free, we can make a run for my ship and get out of here together,” Rax told her earnestly. “I’ll take you with me, back to the Kindred Mother Ship.”
“The place where you live?” Breenah asked, uncertainly. “But…what would I do there?”
“Anything you want, sweetheart,” Rax told her. “There are lots of females who look like you there—you’ll be safe and accepted and nobody is going to threaten to mutilate you or take away your Goddess-given ability to feel sexual pleasure.”
“I don’t know…” Breenah nibbled her lower lip pensively. “Leave my Compound and everyone I know and move to someplace I’ve never been?”
“Yes—why not?” Rax asked urgently. “You don’t really fit in here, do you? Well, do you?” he demanded, when Breenah didn’t answer. “Answer me this—who’s your best friend here?”
Breenah dropped her eyes.
“I…don’t really have any friends,” she admitted. “Except for old Moonah—she’s always been nice to me. But I don’t know if we’re exactly friends…”
“You owe it to yourself to go someplace where you can find friends and people who will care for you—people who won’t try to change you,” Rax told her. “You can find that on the Mother Ship—females of all humanoid species come together there and accept each other.”
Breenah gave him a sharp look.
“How do I know you’ll really take me there? How can I trust your word when you told me such awful lies about having a ‘Beast’ inside you?”
“I wasn’t lying.” His voice was low and earnest and he looked at her with nothing but sincerity in his battered face.
Breenah felt her stomach do a nervous flip-flop.
“It just sounds so crazy…I don’t see how I can believe you,” she protested.