Chapter 2
TWO
My mouth falls open as I look at him. Punished?
“I think you will get used to punishments, Little companion,” he purrs. “Don’t worry, Daddy is okay with that. It just means I get to look at your bottom more and touch your bottom more.”
I clench my cheeks and try to move my hands to cover it, but Daddy is quicker.
His hand touches my bottom, and I moan as pleasure courses through me. “I think you are going to like me touching you,” he whispers in my ear, nipping at the tip. “I think, deep down, you are going to like it so much I’m going to have to find a different way to punish you, Little companion.”
“I’m not your Little companion! My name is Adryn,” I yell, my focus staying on his name for me.
There is no way I’m going to give him the satisfaction of knowing he is probably right. Being so close to him, having him touch my bottom is a different kind of torture. I feel myself growing wet in places I don’t think I should. Not with this alien.
“I am your owner. If I want to call you Little companion, then I will. If I want to call you by your given name, then I will, but right now, I don’t feel like it,” he states. “Now, be good for Daddy while I change you and give you pleasure.”
My eyes go wide as I stare at him. “Change me?” My voice squeaks. “I… Bring me pleasure?”
My brain is running in circles, trying to figure out what he means. He can’t really think he is going to give me pleasure, can he?
“Yes, I will change you into a diaper after I clean you up. But before I put the diaper on you, I will be pleasuring you for being a good girl during the clean-up,” he says like nothing is wrong and starts to walk again.
“Diaper?” My voice goes higher.
“Yes, you will wear a diaper until I tell you that you won’t anymore,” he replies. “It could be a while or it could be a short time, but I will make that decision. I will always make those decisions, no matter what.”
“I am an adult!” I shout, anger rolling through me. “I can make my own decisions. I have for a while now!”
Sure, those decisions were guided by the rules on the spaceship, but he didn’t need to know that.
“You are a baby compared to me. I am eighty-seven years old, but I am assuming our years are completely different than ours, which will make me older by a lot more,” he explains.
I open and close my mouth several times, not knowing what to say.
“I demand you let me go!” I point a finger at him.
His eyes narrow on me, and I know I shouldn’t have said that, but I can’t help myself.
My life has been uprooted in the last couple of hours, and I can’t wrap my brain around everything.
I’m not going to because this isn’t going to be my new reality.
I will find my way back to the spaceship and warn all the girls.
His finger grips my chin, bringing my face closer to his as he stops walking. “I paid money for you. I am not letting you go. Not now, and not ever. I will remind you as often as I need to until you know that you are mine and you aren’t going anywhere.”
I push my bottom lip out as I look him in the eyes. “I’m not property,” I whisper.
“You are my property. You always be.” His voice is low as his head dips closer to mine. “Now, you are going to be a good girl and let me clean you up.”
“Wait!”
“And if you are a good girl, then I will give you pleasure.” He pulls me away from his body.
I cling to him, not wanting to be put down. I don’t want to get cleaned up by him.
“I can clean myself!” I yell.
“Daddy is going to clean you up. You are mine, and I am going to take care of you from now on.” He gently pulls my arm off from around his neck.
“No,” I wail, trying to grab onto his neck again.
Tears form in my eyes as he lays me on a cold table. I don’t want to be away from him, and I don’t want him to change me or clean me up.
“Be a good girl,” Daddy says as he pulls my dress over my head.
My arms wrap around my chest, trying to cover my boobs from his gaze. He takes a step back, looking up and down my body, and I can’t help but clench my thighs together, loving the way he is looking at me with his heated gaze.
“Pl-please,” I whimper, not knowing if I’m begging for something I shouldn’t have or for him to let me clean up myself.
“Beautiful,” he whispers.
Drawing my legs up to my chest, I wrap my arms around them, squishing my boobs and trying to cover more of myself.
“I can clean up myself. Just give me the stuff and I’ll be quick,” I offer.
His gaze hardens and he takes a step toward me, unfolding my arms from around my legs before pulling my legs away from my chest.
“Nooooo.” I try to pull my arms out of his grip, but they don’t budge at all.
“Stay still, Little companion.” He pushes my chest, so I lie on the table.
Shivers run through me as the coldness seeps into my skin. Goosebumps litter my body.
“I’ll be quick about cleaning you,” he says as he pulls a strap across my chest, just below my breasts.
“Wait!” I wail, managing to yank my right arm out of his hands.
But Daddy is quicker and grabs my arm again before I can do anything, placing my wrist in a soft cuff.
“This will keep you still while I clean you,” he explains cuffing my left wrist. “I’m not going to do your legs. But if I need to, I will. Do. Not. Kick. Me. Understood?”
I keep my mouth shut and look at him. I could kick him in the face, but I wouldn’t have my hands to get out of these restraints. It wouldn’t help me a bit.
“Good girl,” he purrs as he slides my wet panties off.
Tears slide down the side of my face as I’m completely exposed to him. He just stares at me, taking in every inch of my body, and I can’t help but feel my body start to heat up.
“Exquisite,” he mumbles, his hands lightly trailing up my legs.
A shiver makes its way through my body, and I clench my thighs together, wanting to feel whatever I’m feeling course through me even more.
“Daddy is going to take good care of you.” He smiles at me. “Such a good girl, my Little companion.”
I grit my teeth as he calls me his Little companion once again. Does he not understand that I am a human being? That I am not a companion but a female?
“So angry,” he murmurs as he leans down and kisses the inside of my thigh.
“Wait!” I scream, pulling my legs away from him and accidentally kicking his shoulder. “I’m dirty! I peed myself!”
My stomach grows nauseous at the thought of him getting my pee in his mouth. What is he thinking? I’m clean, but that doesn’t mean he couldn’t contract something from me.
Wait.
Why am I so concerned about him? I should be trying to get away from him. But there is a connection between us that I can’t deny. Something happened after they gave me the injection.
His eyes narrow on the as he stands to his full height. Nerves bubble up inside my stomach as he grabs my ankles, holding them in place.
“Please, I didn’t mean to. You were just kissing my inner thigh, which is dirty,” I agree with him. “You don’t need to cuff my legs. I promise I’ll keep them still.”
But he doesn’t listen to me. Instead, he places my ankles in cuff, making sure they are snug up against my flesh. I yank at my arms, trying to see if they’ll break free from the restraints.
The only my thrashing around does is dig into my wrists, pain spreads across with each tug, letting me know I’m going anywhere.
“I told you, no kicking me.” His voice is deep and commanding.
“But it was an accident!” I cry.
“Accident or no accident, you kicked me, and I gave you a warning. you knew and yet you still did on accident,” he tells me.
“But… But I was only trying to warn you. I am unclean!”
“Clean or unclean, I know everything. I know you wet yourself before I got to you, and it doesn’t matter. I won’t get sick from kissing your thigh that might be coated in your pee.”
How was I supposed to know that? Everything about these Venkorians is a mystery. Is it a mystery for them, too?
Everything has to be a mystery because he keeps calling me Little companion like I’m a pet and I am far from a pet.
Is Luna having the same problems, or is her owner treating her like an actual human being?
“Luna! Where did you take Luna? Where is she?” I fire off the questions, demanding to know.
“The other girl?” he asks.
I nod.
“She is none of your concern now. She is Julan’s pet.”
“Pet! We are not pets! We are human beings who can take care of ourselves,” I say, raising my voice.
“We paid money for you, which means you are ours, no one else’s.” Daddy pulls my legs apart.
“We are our own people!” I screech, getting tired of hearing we are owned by them.
Daddy stops moving and looks at me, cocking his head to the side, and takes a deep breath. I still and watch him, waiting to see what he does. He doesn’t look happy at all. He walks away for a couple of seconds, opening a drawer and pulling something I can’t see out.
“Wh-what is that?” I hesitantly ask.
Do I even want to know? Is it something he is going to do to me or is it nothing at all?
“While I clean you up, you are going to have this in your mouth.” He turns around, holding a ball with straps around it.
My eyebrows pull together. “What is that?” I ask, confused.
Why would that go into my mouth?
“This is a gag to quiet you while I clean you up,” he replies as he steps closer.
“Wait! No!” I scream, thrashing against my restraints.
But he doesn’t pay any mind to my struggles as he pops the ball in my mouth and clips it behind my head.
“Calm.” He places his hand between my breasts. “Calm, even breaths so you don’t pass out. Good girl. You just lie there while I clean you up.”
I stare at him, standing between my legs. My face flushes as I can feel his heated gaze on my pussy. Without warning, he slides a finger through my folds, pleasure exploding through me. Without a pause, he brings his finger up to his mouth, sucking on it and moaning.
“Your pleasure is delicious,” he purrs.