My Wild Pet (Whispers from the Imperial Cage #2)

Chapter 41

CHAPTER 41

Aefre

I linger at the edge of the Starlit Atrium, letting the buzz of conversation and shifting bioluminescent lights whiz around me. Ornate tapestries and polished glass reflect the opulent facade that the Celestial Spire is known for.

I’m at an event for trainers and judges. Maybe it’s my own insecurities, but I think I hear my name murmured between false smiles.

“The Wild One,” they’re saying. “Aefre’s lost his mind. First Fifi and now this?”

I catch the sideways glances and sudden excuses people make when I approach them. I hear Ash’s name in whispers as I pass. They all know she came from the Abyssal Nexus, deemed too feral, even for Octopods, which is a low bar indeed. They think I’m out of control.

Maybe I am?

A trainer from Callix Prime comes over to me, her glossy attire nearly as distracting as her serpentine grace. “I hear your pairing is…unconventional,” she says, voice dripping with politeness. “A wild human from the Abyssal Nexus? That’s quite bold even for you, Aefre.”

“It’s strategic. I knew from the moment I saw Ash that she was resilient. And her bond with Ember more than meets the basic requirement for the Championships.” I almost add more but I stop myself. My history here speaks for itself, even if these people want to momentarily forget that.

I can tell that that wasn’t what she was expecting me to say. So with another polite word she leaves me to find someone else to fish for weaknesses.

I return to my little area of the room alone. In these circles, revealing too much is a mistake. I watch the other trainers position themselves. This is the first competition of the Grand Championships, I think.

I exhale and straighten my posture. Tomorrow, training begins in the arenas. If they want to whisper, let them. I’ll show them what a ‘wild human’ can do and I’ll remind them why my name once sparked more than just idle gossip.

I’m poring over a holographic simulation of the competition arena when Kaelin arrives. “You look worried. Has something happened?”

I nod, turning the simulation off. “I’m analyzing… Ash and Ember are good. But this year’s line-up is fierce. The Callix Prime team, the Aria-7 hybrids… they’re near flawless.”

“Perfection isn’t invincible. Ash and Ember’s advantage is their chemistry.”

“Chemistry that might be built on a false foundation,” I remind him. “We both know what we did.”

“We had no choice. We couldn’t create trust out of thin air. Plus we know from experience the hormones only nudge their emotions. Their trust is real. You’ve seen how they protect each other.”

“You’re right. I’ve witnessed that spark between them. There’s something genuine there, false hormones or not.”

“Enough about that for now,” Kaelin says, “We can’t do anymore. We need to decompress. I’ve heard the best dancer in the galaxy just arrived at the hotel. I could arrange a private performance here.”

I almost smile at the idea. It feels indulgent, but maybe that’s exactly what I need—a momentary escape before the madness of the Championships truly begins. “Hire her. We can set tomorrow’s strategy after we’ve cleared our heads.”

Kaelin nods, already reaching for his IC.

She calls herself Kresh of Nara, and she’s known across star systems simply as the best. I’ve witnessed performances from countless dancers, humans, aliens, hybrids, but Kresh is on another plane entirely.

She moves with a fluidity that defies ordinary anatomy. Four slender arms move in perfect synchronicity, each limb adorned with bioluminescent tattoos that shimmer like starlight against her deep violet skin. Her head is crowned with delicate tendrils like hair, but they pulse shifting colors, mirroring the rhythm of the music. When she gazes at me, I notice she has three eyes, each a different hue, lavender, gold, and midnight blue, giving her an aura that is erotically hypnotic.

Her dancing is more than just a dance. It’s a fusion of styles from half a dozen worlds, Sedar wave dance, Thae ribbon art, even the subtle floating twirls from the Sasser Nebula tribes. She draws them together seamlessly, stepping beyond mere choreography. Every shift of her hips and every splay of her fingers, is deliberate, drawing me into her trance.

But there’s something else. Something about her presence. It’s as though she can reach inside my mind and command my attention without a word. Perhaps it’s a gift of her species, or maybe it’s her own unique talent. Either way, Kresh has my full attention.

As the dance continues she gets on her knees in front of me and begins moving in a sensual way that mimics sex. Then she turns on her side and it looks as if she’s aching to be touched, running one of her purple hands up her thigh, bringing the hem of her dress with her. She licks her violet lips looking at Kaelin.

Then she turns her back to both of us and lifts up her skirt and begins moving back and forth as if she’s having sex with the air. Slowly she lifts up her skirt more so we can see both of her vaginas and the small tongues inside of them. I’ve only had sex with a Naraian once, but it was exquisite. The females have a small tongue inside each of their vaginas that can caress and their vaginas have the ability to suck as well. I’m becoming aroused just watching her pump her hips, her holes opening and closing with expertise and desire.

Then she turns around again and slowly removes her shirt, revealing one breast at a time. She has three breasts and she uses three of her hands to pull on her three nipples while she continues to move her hips in a rhythmic motion. The sound of her costume hypnotic. Then she leans back and puts her legs up and down. Her skirt rising and falling as her vagina tongues lick their lips at us. Beckoning us to them.

I look over at Kaelin and he gives me a smile.

Kresh gets on her knees again and gives us her back. This time her skirt is around her waist so we have a good view of her ass which is also covered in tattoos. I know I shouldn’t but I can’t resist. I reach out and grab a cheek.

She turns around in complete surprise. “No Master Trainer. I’m not that kind of woman.” She looks down with all three of her eyes feigning innocence. I know this is part of the show too. To seduce her. It’s a man’s fantasy in a matriarchy where we ask women for permission for sex.

“Is it your first time?” I ask, playing along.

Kresh gyrates her purple naked hips again making her costume jingle. “Yes. I’ve never had any penises inside of me. I don’t know how it will feel, but I have this aching.” She runs two of her hands over her sex and plays with her little tongues in her vagina with her fingers. “My little holes are so hungry, but I don’t know how to feed them. Do you? Can you help me?”

I rise and run my hands over the front of her body. Caressing her triple breasts down to her double vagina. Kaelin is behind her his hands on her neck and down her back, grabbing her ass. It’s been awhile since we’ve shared a woman, but we always fall back into it.

“Do you like that Kresh?” I ask.

“I don’t know. Is my body supposed to be this hungry for Imperial men? I hear your penises are pointy and large. I’m scared.”

“Why don’t you try?” Kaelin says in her ear and then takes it into his mouth. She leans back into his embrace and I knead her three breasts, trying to pull them altogether at once and then letting go.

I feel Kresh’s hands on my trousers and her expert hands have them off me in seconds. And it’s not long before I’m pushing her back on the bed. Kaelin and I make eye contact, silently agreeing on how we’re going to do this.

I lay down on my back and Kresh hovers over me. Her first vagina hitting my mouth and then Kaelin hovers over her, he’s taking her second vagina and then we begin to kiss them. Our tongues meeting her mini tongues in her sex. They’re dripping with her desire and urging ours on.

I moan, almost orgasming myself, with what must be a seductive drug laced in her juices. I meet her little tongue and force my tongue inside her core. Kaelin must have done this at the same time because her body soon begins convulsing in an orgasm. I keep licking until her desire is all over my face.

Kaelin then flips her onto her back and he lies down on his back, pulling her on top of him, His penis ready to enter one of her vaginas. I look down to see the little tongues searching for something to guide in. I position myself at the entrance of her other vagina, her little tongue caressing the tip of my penis, urging me in. I moan, it feels so good.

Then I look at Kaelin and nod. We enter Kresh at the same time. And she feels so tight and good. Her core has latched onto my penis like I have it stuck in a suction pipe with a tongue stroking it up and down. I don’t know if I can move without orgasming so I stay still for a minute.

Then I feel Kaelin begins to move and I do the same. Kresh begins to guide my hips with her arms. And it’s not long before Kaelin and I are moving in and out of her at a good pace. And just when we are past the point of no return, she says, “Go against the goddesses and orgasm your Imperial semen all over my purple tits.”

I don’t want to remove my dick from her, but I do it anyway. Kaelin gets to his knees and moves to the side.

“I want to watch you work,” she says seductively. “Come on. Put that semen all over me.”

Kresh plays with her purple breasts and pinches her three nipples as I spray white hot semen all over them. She rubs it around and then looks at Kaelin. “That’s a good boy. Come on.”

Kaelin empties himself on to her as well. It looks as if her breasts have been covered in white paint there’s so much there. Then she says to me, “Now go get one of your human pets to lick it up.”

Kaelin and I make eye contact. Of course we both want Ash to come here. But that wouldn’t be good for the bond between her and Ember.

And now I know why Kresh was available tonight. Some of the other trainers are out to sabotage us. Thinking that we would risk the bond between our pets for this erotic night.

“Please, get your human pet. Then you can both fuck me hard,” Kresh says and I look between her legs at those little tongues. “My other mouths are so hungry.”

Kaelin gives me a look.

I shake my head. “We can hire a slave artist.”

“Oh Master Trainer, I want a human,” Kresh says. “With a tail.”

Kaelin is already on his IC naked ordering a slave artist. I add, “With a butt plug tail.” And he nods.

Within minutes a grey Imperial woman shows up with very little clothing and a butt plug tail in pink. “Perfect,” I tell her leading her in. I take her to Kresh, and say, “Lick up all of our semen from her tits.”

While the Imperial woman leans over to do that. I take off her skirt and move her tail to the side then I begin massaging her sex, finding her clit to bring her to orgasm as quickly as possible. It doesn’t take long and she’s still licking the semen from Kresh as I enter her. I hold her hips tightly as I guide her in and out of me. Her pink tail moving back and forth. It’s not the same as having Ash here but I can imagine it in my mind and I orgasm again.

When the Imperial woman is finished licking up all the semen from Kresh she turns around and licks the excess semen from me. Then she waits for directions, which Kresh gives, “Come here darling, I want to lick all of Aefre’s semen from inside you while they give my hungry mouths something more too. That is if Master Trainer is up for it again?”

“With that pink tail, I’m up for anything again,” I assure her. “And nothing would please me more than watching you sit on Kresh’s face with that tail hanging over her breasts.”

Kaelin gets on the bed again and Kresh gets on top of him. Then the Imperial woman sits on Kresh’s face and I enter her other vagina. The scene before me is so sensual and erotic. I imagine it’s Ash sitting on Kresh’s face as she gets her insides filled with my semen eaten out. And as Kaelin and I fill Kresh’s other little mouths with more. It’s not long before I’m groaning loudly and coming again. It takes Kaelin flipping Kresh over and holding all of her arms back as he climaxes, but it’s exciting to watch. Then the Imperial woman licks and kisses the little vagina tongues in Kresh.

When the women have left, Kaelin and I both decide that that was a clever set up.

“And one I almost feel for,” Kaelin admits.

“Good thing we didn’t.”

The next day, during the morning briefings, the conversation shifts to Gael the Returner. His name has become a fixture among the trainers, a ghost that haunts the Championships. The room buzzes with talk of increased security.

“They say he’s telling pets about the new law,” one trainer mutters with irritation. “That humans can no longer be owned.”

“It’s absurd,” another says. “Most pets wouldn’t even want to leave. What would a human do in the galaxy? They’re better off where they are.”

I listen in silence. The idea of humans being free is absolutely absurd. The galaxy is unforgiving and humans don’t have the brain power to survive on their own. “It’s only a matter of time before the IGC reverses their decision.”

“But the humans did manage to maintain their settlement on one of their nearby planets, as is the requirement.”

“A fluke,” I say. “We all know one in a million humans has a spark of intelligence, but that’s only one in a million. And one of those managed to build something useful, but when she dies, then what? Humans will always be the lesser species. We all know that.”

“But the humans don’t know that,” the trainer from Callix Prime says. “They’d believe Gael’s lies and that’s the real danger.”

She’s not wrong.

“You’re not afraid your Wild One will run off with a man’s penis in her mouth?” The trainer from Aria-7 asks and everyone laughs at my expense.

I shake my head as if the joke doesn’t bother me. But, of course, it does and I worry. I’ve pushed Ash and Ember to their limits emotionally.

Kaelin leans in, and assures me, “They’re loyal.”