Chapter 2 #2
He pulled her to her feet as he shut down his workstation. Was begging allowed? She was getting to a point where she might have to find out. He opened the door into his bedroom and guided her to kneel on the hard mattress on all fours.
She shuddered as he drew back her hips and slammed his cock into her cunt, and then she was whimpering like a fool as she climaxed and couldn’t stop even if he’d ordered her to.
He cupped her sex, his fingers spread wide, rubbing against the chains and clamps still attached to her labia and clit until she squirmed and screamed, unable to close her mouth around the sounds.
She was so wet he could fuck her as hard and fast as he wanted, and he did so endlessly until she was a shivering, whimpering mess.
She pressed her face into the covers of his bed.
The only thing keeping her on her knees was his arm wrapped around her hips.
He grunted and pulled out, only to slide into her ass and fuck her there.
Closing her eyes, she just gave in and let it happen, even her orgasms becoming almost automatic and meaningless. Take it and shut up: that’s what he wanted and that was what he’d reduced her to. Would she want to fight him again tomorrow? Could she?
He climaxed, his come hot and wet against her ass.
Without his support, she crumpled into a heap on his bed and just lay there motionless.
He slapped her ass and moved away. A moment later she heard the sound of running water.
She wasn’t chained up. Could she run? Was there any point other than to antagonize him?
She stayed exactly where she was until he emerged from the bathroom, bringing a cloud of warm steam and the smell of pine with him. God, she wanted to be in that shower so badly . . .
A slight jerk on her collar as he attached the leash and she was sliding off the bed onto the floor.
“Get up, Lee.”
She stared at his bare feet and took several long, slow breaths. She could do this. She had no choice.
He reached down and grabbed her by the elbow, bringing her abruptly to her feet. She rocked against him, one hand planted flat on his muscled chest as she struggled to gain her balance. He carefully removed the mouthpiece and the clamps on her nipples.
“Good. Come on.”
Another tug on her leash and she was walking with him out the door and into the main passageway.
She could smell him all over her. His come dripped out in a wet stream down her thighs.
Her mouth hurt, her clit and cunt hurt, and she wanted to die, but she wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. She hoped she never would.
Rehz paused to punch in another code and led Lee to her cage.
The three occupants of the spaces nearest hers were all missing and the doors were open.
Rehz glanced at the doors as they passed them, his mouth tightening.
Three terminations from the program this week.
He’d have a lot of explaining to do to headquarters.
But he couldn’t afford to allow inferior beings into the latter stages of training.
They never managed to survive. He’d learned what made a good Tribute, and he believed Anna Lee was one.
She walked quietly beside him, her head held high, her intelligent gaze scanning the mostly empty cages.
She smelled of sex and his sweat and that made him feel strangely protective of her.
The next few weeks would prove whether he’d been correct in his assessment of her potential.
After that, the decision would be taken out of his hands.
He opened the door of her cage and let her walk past him. She waited calmly as he unclipped the leash. He fondled her breast and she went still. Slowly bending his head, he took her nipple between his teeth, and she shivered and tried to jerk away.
“Easy, Lee,” he murmured and bit the other one.
He cupped her sex, lifting her onto her tiptoes until she almost overbalanced, her hands flailing.
He caught them and secured them in the small of her back.
He slid one finger deep inside her wide-open cunt lips and then added three more, pushing them deep and holding them there as she struggled to stay upright, her whole upper body weight balanced on his hand.
He sucked at her breasts, moving his mouth between them in a slow, leisurely fashion, making her nipples hard and tight. A movement in one of the other cages caught his attention. A male trainee was watching them, a hand wrapped around his cock.
He gently pushed Lee against the wall.
“Stay there.”
As he walked toward the male’s cage, he pulled up all the data he could find on the man. He was one of Malke’s and showed great promise.
He spoke quietly into his com. “Malke, get down here.”
Rehz halted outside the male’s cage, and the male immediately fell to his knees.
“What’s your name?”
“Trent.”
“Come here.” Rehz unlocked the door and pointed in the direction of Lee’s cage. “In there.”
Trent did what he was told without looking up, but his cock was hard and he couldn’t conceal that. Rehz had him stand against the mesh wall and used the end of his leash to attach him to it. When the male was secure, Rehz slapped Trent’s erect cock, making him gasp.
“You aren’t allowed to pleasure yourself.”
“No, sir.”
Rehz slapped him again. “Then what’s this?”
“I saw you with her. I couldn’t help but react, I—” His explanation ended in a groan as Rehz leaned in and wrapped a hand around the thrust of his cock.
“You want to fuck her?” He squeezed harder. “Answer me.”
“No, sir.”
“Then why are you hard?”
“I couldn’t help myself, sir.”
Rehz contemplated the large male. It would be a shame to have to terminate this one, but Trent needed to learn not to lust after his fellow trainees.
Emotional attachments between the trainees had always proved disastrous.
Turning back to Lee, Rehz beckoned her forward.
Pulling her in front of him, he cupped her breast.
Trent swallowed hard and Rehz smiled at him.
“You can watch me fuck her. If you come, I’ll punish you.”
He eased his hand between Lee’s thighs and thumbed her clit.
“Look at her. She’s so swollen that the slightest touch makes her want to come.
” He stroked the callused pad of his finger over her bud and she flinched.
“I’ve had her so many times tonight that I could shove my fist inside her. And she’d take it.”
Lee moaned as he pressed hard on her clit. “Have you ever seen a man do that, Trent? Fist a female?”
Trent shook his head as beads of pre-come dripped from his crown. “No, sir.”
“Watch her take all my fingers.” He made his hand into a cone shape and showed Trent before sliding his fingers deep.
The slick wetness was the only sound apart from Trent’s harried breathing.
“She’s so open, she’d probably take two cocks.
” Rehz paused to withdraw his fingers. “I bet you’d like to be one of them, wouldn’t you? ”
Trent looked away, but his cock couldn’t lie as the drip of his pre-come intensified.
Rehz reached forward and caught some on his fingers and then smeared it on Trent’s lips.
“You like that? You like it when Malke fucks your ass? Or do you think it’s insulting?
That you deserve a woman like Lee?” He shoved hard on the male’s shoulder.
“Get down on your fucking knees and put your hands behind your back.”
The leash strained as Trent complied, his chest heaving.
Rehz turned to Lee and made her kneel too. “Take his cock in your mouth, but don’t suck him; just hold him there until I come back.”
Anna concentrated on keeping her lips relaxed around Trent’s thick cock, but it was hard to stop him thrusting forward, his flesh seeking the release he knew her mouth could offer him.
“God, I fucking want you, Anna. Want a woman instead of being fucked by Malke’s cock.
” He eased his hips back and forth, filling her mouth with the slick of his pre-come.
“Suck me off before he comes back. I won’t tell, I just .
. .” He groaned and shoved a hand in her hair, keeping her in place.
His fingers tightened, making her gasp. “Please , Anna—”
Without waiting for her consent, he started to fuck her mouth, pushing her forward onto his cock, his hand tangled in her hair as she spluttered and fought against the strength of his hold.
A trickle of blood came down over her cheekbone and caught the edge of her mouth, the coppery tang an unpleasant accompaniment to the taste of his pumping semen.
Within another second, she screamed as she was ripped out of his hold. Trent screeched his defiance and his come continued to spurt uselessly out onto the floor.
“Take him away, Malke. If he wants a hard cock, I’m sure the professor can give him one for a few days.”
“Sorry about this, Rehz.” Malke untied Trent and drove him out of her cell. “Hope she’s okay.”
Akran didn’t answer him. He was carefully touching Anna’s head. She flinched when he came across the spot where Trent had literally ripped out her hair.
“Damn. Come on.”
He marched her back along the passageway to one of the locker rooms that adjoined the training facility, stripped down, and stepped into the shower with her.
For once she let him take charge without question.
Her head was hurting, her body ached from all the earlier sex, and her mouth tasted foul.
The water was warm, the soap uninspiring but clean.
Akran washed her body thoroughly, his hands more gentle than she expected, and then wrapped a towel around her.
“Come.” When she didn’t immediately start moving, he picked her up and cradled her to his chest. “It’s all right. We’ll fix this.”
Next, she found herself in the physicians’ wing having her head seen to, which seemed to involve shaving off a patch of her hair and realigning the ragged edges of her bleeding scalp with some kind of laser.
Whatever meds the tech used to numb her skull and her aching sex were good enough to make everything stop hurting. She struggled to stay awake.
“Lee.”
She forced her eyes open and found Akran in front of her.
“Let’s go.”
She followed him meekly out of medical and back to her cage. There was no sign of Trent. She had a suspicion his night was going to be a lot worse than hers. Akran pointed at her blanket.
“Sleep. I’ll see you in the morning.”
She collapsed gratefully onto the blanket and was asleep before he’d left.
Rehz watched Lee for a few minutes to make sure she was truly out. Seeing Trent shove his cock down her throat had made him so fucking furious that he’d had to step back and let Malke deal with his trainee, or else Rehz might have killed him. Goddamn it, he’d never made her bleed like that.
Rehz snorted as he locked the door and headed back to his quarters.
Yeah, he was so much better than Trent, wasn’t he?
He fucked her and fought with her and wouldn’t let her speak unless spoken to.
He was a real hero. At least he had a reason for being such a fuckhead.
She didn’t understand that yet, but one day she would. If she survived . . .
When she’d initially been processed, he’d flat out asked the doc whether the differences in her DNA sequence were significant enough to support her claim to be from another planet.
The doc had refused to discuss the results, saying that all the information had been forwarded to Palk and that no action had been deemed necessary.
Rehz damn well hoped that was the case. It didn’t seem fair to put her through all this if she couldn’t progress.
When he got back to his quarters, there was a message flashing away on the screen. He logged in and stared at the contents, absently noting the date. Two Mitan weeks to get the trainees in shape before Palk descended on them.
Greez . . .