Chapter 2
CHAPTER TWO
Levee
I took a carriage ride to watch the suns rise. Three of them dotted the skyline, and as they rose they reflected the most beautiful rainbow of colors. Early morning had always been my favorite time of day.
When the driver pulled up to our home, Fosti rose from the swing in our yard and walked towards me with a bouquet of jalops.
“My favorite.” I like a youngling being courted.
“Of course.” He offered his hand to help me out of the carriage. “I have a treat for us.”
“Do you?” I pressed a kiss to his trunk. “Let me guess. You told Treasurer Bazi to cram a yelon in his gullet?”
“Close.” He chuckled, letting his trunk pull me close for a kiss. “I have a week off and we will be at the spa in the premium suites.”
“Truly?”
“Yes.” His trunk wrapped around my neck, tickling me with tiny puffs of air.
“Excuse me.” A feminine voice captured our attention. “I have an appointment for my pet.”
“You must be, Zima.” I stepped out of Fosti’s embrace. “Welcome to the Toy Shop. If you’ll come with me we can get you fixed up.”
She walked beside me, and beside them walked their human. Complete with matching collar and leash.
I couldn’t help the spark of jealousy that raced through me.
Humans were adorable, loved to be pampered, and loved being on Xa’Karth.
Opening the door of my toy shop, I smiled seeing Corian working.
“Hello, Levee.” He bowed his head. “I am caught up on everything you offer here and can run the shop.”
“That soon?” I motioned the female inside the shop.
“Yes, Sir.”
Looking back, I saw Fosti, and I blew him a kiss. Then I turned my attention to Zima. “Corion is ready for you.”
They gave me a nod and went over to the body room, leaving me to do my work.
“Fosti, my love, with Corion here helping I am free to do the little things I’ve put off before we leave for the night.”
“Crone.” He corrected me.
“An entire crone?”
“Yes.” He glanced up at the suns. “You have until the third sun reaches its zenith.”
“What if I am not done?”
“Then we take the paddle with us.” He stepped closer to me. “And I turn your adorable ass red, before I bury …” He kissed my neck. “My …” His trunk wrapped around my neck as he nibbled my ear. “Ta’ssal balls deep inside you.”
My skin prickled, and my own member swelled in anticipation. “Yes, my love.”
He gave my ass a swat before heading towards the door that opened to our home, and the feeling of being a youngling grew.
We courted young, and on the morrow, we will celebrate another revolution of dedication to one another.
The air around me felt effervescent, and I found myself humming as I cleaned the shop and took inventory. With Corion here, it made my work easy as I worked my way around, happy with how everything appeared.
After that, I left Corion detailed instructions for my absence and then went inside to shower.
Thoughts of having Fosti alone with me in a private spa made my body tingle with desire. Then I felt him nuzzle my neck, and I swore electricity shot through my body from his cool skin.
“My love.” I tilted my head, allowing him greater access. “I haven’t had time to for much of anything.”
“Nor have I.” He rubbed his body against mine. “Maybe we should start celebrating now?”
“Fosti, your devil.” I leaned forward and felt his trunk skim down my back. “Do you really want to get off now?”
“No.” He pushed between my cheeks, and I felt the tip of his trunk puffing air at my eager entrance. “I want to wait and penetrate you tomorrow with our new toy.”
I shivered. “Mm, I love the way you think.”
“Tomorrow, you’re going to suck me until you choke on my seed.”
“That’s my favorite.” I stood back up and turned to him, flicking my tongue into his mouth. “I’ve missed your touches.”
“You naughty, boy.” He rumbled deep in his chest and pulled away. “Not until tomorrow.”
Together we washed each other and then grabbed what we needed for our getaway.
Kayla
Another day, another credit. The world we lived in was so static. No touching, sharing, or even being near one another. No living.
“A happy worker is a productive worker.” The perky voice on the intercom filled the room.
Rolling my eyes, I continued to pedal my spin cycle while I read through emails from the higher-ups. My mind concentrated on the Digi-story I watched last night while I ate dinner.
They used to call them movies. And had ginormous places where people could meet and sit together watching them.
What would it feel like to touch someone?
The couple in the story embraced each other, kissing, and mating, feeding one another.
I wanted that.
“Worker 52782, you’re not peddling at the prime target speed. Please adjust your focus.” The intercom crackled. “A happy worker is a productive worker.”
Fuck my life.
I picked up my pace and caught an ad on the shared screen at the front of the room.
Do you crave a different life? Have you thought about adventuring out of this world?
We’re looking for men and woman who have a taste for the unknown to join the next group leaving for Xa’Karth.
Exotic foods, entertainment, and new blissful experiences are waiting for you only on the Pleasure Planet.
There’s nothing keeping me here on Earth.
I quickly scanned the ad to find the location to apply. It’s time for me to find some happiness. Maybe I’ll live like a queen in the lap of luxury?
Noting the location, I picked up the pace on the cycle and beamed. My shift was almost over, and I couldn’t wait to apply for the next run to Xa’Karth.
The name of the planet sounded regal.
I wonder what kinds of food they eat? Do they touch each other? What do they look like?
Excitement filled me as I skimmed the emails, ignoring the meaningless talk about protocols and finding happiness in a world that seemed hopeless.
When the bell rang, signifying the end of my shift, I hopped off the cycle, sprinted to the cleaning tube and made my way to the address from the ad.
The static feel of the workplace continued onto the gleaming streets that were cleaned to perfection. Moving sidewalks transported us from one location to another when the other location was nearby. Longer trips required the tube, but I felt claustrophobic in those.
A tiny breeze brushed over my skin as I rode along the sidewalk, and the crisp white buildings gave way to a dingy, rundown area that felt dirty and filled me with fear.
Can any good come from being in this place?
“Hey.” I heard a voice that sounded like it came from the junk pile against the building I was passing. “Ps-s-s-s-st. Hey.”
Stepping off the sidewalk, I took a few steps closer, inspecting the trash. “He-hello?”
“Clos-s-s-ser.” The trash pile hissed.
I stepped a few steps closer and leaned down. “Is this good?”
“What’s your name?”
“Ka-Kayla.” I looked around, trying to find the person. “Who are you?”
“Doesn’t matter who I am.”
I felt something wind around my ankle, working its way up my leg. When I looked down, I saw a snake slithering up. Screaming like a child, I tried to jump away, and I fell back.
“You’re s-s-s-soft.”
Lying there, I flailed around trying to kick the serpent from me. Laughter echoed as the snake held on tighter until my entire body was encased by it.
“You are going to net me a big payoff.” A tall man stepped out of the shadows. “Your red hair alone is going to give me bargaining power.” He snapped his fingers, and two more men stepped out of the shadows.
I felt a pinch in my thigh, and the snake whispered in my ear. “Ni-i-i-ighty night.”