Chapter 4 #2
He pushes the tail up and over my back. I feel the plug shifting in my ass as he maneuvers that appendage. He drives his cock straight into my pussy in one rough stroke, and starts to fuck me immediately.
“I warned you,” he says. “I told you to behave yourself, but you wanted to be defiant. Now, here you are, having your pussy fucked rough without any foreplay. You won’t be coming either, pet. I won’t allow it. I’m going to block that orgasm of yours until you learn how to obey.”
He is true to his word. He fucks me long and hard, but he keeps his fingers away from my clit, and he will not allow me to put any pressure on my pussy at all.
“Please, sir. Please let me come.” I hear the desperation in my ragged voice and feel a flush of something like humiliation as I realize just how much I need him, and how much control he has over me.
I would do anything for him to touch my clit.
I would sign my body and soul over to him a thousand times.
I would live endless lives, one after the other, and dedicate each and every one of them to him if he’d just fucking let me…
“You’re not going to come,” he says firmly. “You haven’t earned it.”
The whine I make is close to feral.
“I gotta earn it now? Why?”
“Because, pet, that is what being trained is. It involves learning how to earn what you want. In your case, you want to come. I want for you to show me politeness in your surface thoughts.”
That’s so fucking stupid, I think to myself, as a kind of feral rage starts to surface in me.
“I want to come! Let me come!”
“Demanding little thing,” he chuckles, spanking my ass hard.
The pain bursts through me, but it doesn’t register as anything remotely negative.
Instead I feel this extra surge of heat and desire.
I feel my clit tingle in response. Fuck.
If he keeps spanking me, I might just be able to come regardless of whether he lets me touch my clit or not.
My yelp encourages him to spank me three more times, and then the absolute brute does the cruelest thing of all. He slides his hand beneath my body and brushes his alien fingertips lightly across my sex.
“Yes, please,” I moan, arching toward him for more.
He slides his fingers away from my clit with a chuckle. “No, I really don’t think you’re going to get to come this session,” he says. “I think I will be the one who finishes.”
He fucks me to the completion of his orgasm, not mine. I try very hard to come anyway, because fuck him thinking he gets to control my pleasure. I reach for my clit, only to have my hand slapped away. I try again, and he catches my wrist and pulls my arm behind my back.
“Uh uh, pet,” he says, fucking me harder. “I told you, you’re not going to come.”
“You can’t stop me,” I moan back.
He chuckles with amusement. “God, I love your spirit,” he says. “Breaking your rebellion is starting to feel more fun than before. I suppose it’s being deep in your sweet human pussy while you try to come as hard as you can on my cock.”
I squeeze his cock with my inner walls and I wriggle as much as I can and no, maybe I can’t reach my clit, but I have a talent for being able to do things that people think I can’t do.
I am more sensitive too, thanks to the plug in my rear, making every single one of those thrusts feel even more intense.
My clit starts to pulse of its own accord as my inner walls squeeze with every pounding thrust, and my womb gets in on the action.
The pleasure comes with physical touch, but my mind makes the context real for my flesh, and I think over and over again about how I am being mercilessly ravaged by a big mean alien who is going to fuck me whenever he wants to, using me day after day, keeping a plug in my ass, making me wear a tail, reducing me to the status of a lustful little animal.
“Gods, pet, your mind,” he growls. He has been trying to hold back, I think. I can hear the breaking of his resolve as my thoughts get into his head and make him do things. I never realized before how much power this telepathy thing gives me.
He thrusts deep into me and holds himself there, his cock pulsing as he releases streams of alien cum inside me. He is breeding me like a mare, and I have no option but to take it, and with that thought, it is all over.
I come as he comes, his powerful orgasm the last thing I need to put me over the edge. Every rutting, rough thrust makes my pleasure double. If he thought I can’t come without having my clit touched, he knows better now.
“Disobedient pet,” he growls softly as his erection starts to soften inside me.
“You couldn’t stop me,” I gasp, recovering from climax and laughing at the same time. I am so triumphant, feeling almost like I stole my own orgasm. I don’t know how that really works, but I know that coming feels even better when you’re not supposed to do it.
My mirth gets a reaction from my alien master. He slides his cock from me, letting a hot rush of seed run from my pussy down my thighs.
He rolls me onto my stomach and spanks me hard, but we both know I got to come already and I won and he lost and…
Ohhhh, this stimulation is starting to get me close all over again; what if I come twice with his hand whipping my ass and that twisted tail he put in me stimulating my pussy from the back as well?
“Brat,” he laughs, hearing my thoughts. He gives up midway, reaching beneath me and strumming my clit with his powerful, scaled blue fingers until I come on his hand.
I wriggle around in his grasp, my hips pumping, my breasts jiggling, my ass burning when he lands an occasional extra slap in the midst of what has now become forced orgasm. Before I wasn’t allowed to come, and now it feels like I am not allowed to stop.
A second orgasm shoots through me, and he works on the third, pinching my clit lightly and then sheathing his fingers inside my pussy, slowly drawing them in and out while his thumb dabs and rolls my clit like a button.
The plug is still in my ass, and the combination of so much stimulation and orgasm is putting me into a state of perfect overload. He strums another climax out of me, and I feel myself start to float on a sea of endorphins as my brain chemistry starts to inexorably bond me to him.
“That’s a good pet,” he croons in my ear. “Come for me, over and over. We barely know each other, don’t we, pet? I am almost a stranger to you, but this pussy of yours already knows who she belongs to.”
Just when I think he’s done with me, his cock slides back inside me. He’s going to fuck me again, and this time he is going to do it hard and rough. He clamps his alien hands on my soft, generous hips, and pumps himself inside me.
I lose track of time in our mating. It is passionate and intense, it takes every bit of energy in my body and brain, and by the end of it I feel like there is nothing left in either place.
I have no idea what I was supposed to learn, but I am glad he tried to teach me it.