Alien Salvation by Tracy St.John

his throat. She felt completely
possessed and loved it.
    “Lindsey want more submit?” Japohn’s
whisper in her ear was full of lascivious threat. “Play our slave,
be fun game?”

    She knew if she hadn’t been bitten, the
menace in his tone would probably have sent her running into the
swamp. But euphoria held her in its grip, making the peril an
irresistible tease. She was eager for whatever the dangerous
Kalquorian had in mind.
    “Anything you want. Just don’t stop,”
she answered recklessly.
    That brought growls rumbling from all
three aliens. “You obey clan?” Bacoj asked, his eyes
dark.
    “Obey?” Lindsey giggled. “You really
want to order me around?”
    Bacoj grinned, and the heat in his
smile twisted her guts, wringing more wetness from her body. “We
masters. You slave.”
    She tried to be responsible for an
instant. “Are you going to hurt me?”
    “Small hurts.” He pinched her nipple
hard enough to make her gasp, but the quick stab of pain made her
insides tumble with desire too. “Hurts to make excite.”
    “And punish for no obey.” Japohn’s open
palm suddenly cracked hard against one of her buttocks, and Lindsey
jumped. Heat radiated from the blow, and she squirmed from the
sensation heating her nether regions. She was definitely turned on
by the aliens’ forceful display.
    What an interesting
discovery.
    “We’re playing a game right? You don’t
mean for real?” With the intoxicant flowing through her, she was
fighting to keep her senses. “Just for this?”
    Bacoj leaned close to kiss her gently
on the lips. “Yes, a game. Too much, you tell us. We
stop.”
    Vax chimed in. “You safe,
Lindsey.”
    Well then. There was nothing wrong with
a game. She bowed her head, trying for a subservient posture. “I’m
yours,” she whispered, excitement making her mouth dry.
    With another chorus of animal growls,
the men shifted position until they knelt all around her. Bacoj
grasped her upper arm, lifting her upward. “On knees,” he
commanded.
    She rose, grateful for the springy
vegetation cushioning her bony joints. She looked up at the Dramok
for approval.
    “Eyes down. Hands behind back,” he
ordered.
    Lindsey dropped her head and brought
her hands to the small of her back. She was left staring at the
very prominent bulge at the crotch of Bacoj’s formsuit. Honey oozed
down her inner thighs.
    “Legs apart.”
    She slid her knees outward, feeling the
lips of her sex part open with the motion. She moaned at the
sensation.
    “Stay still. You no move. No speak.
Punish if no obey.”
    Her backside still gently throbbed from
Japohn’s demonstration of the discipline she’d suffer. Lindsey
shivered thinking of the rewards of disobedience. She might try
misbehaving later. For now, she wanted to know what delights the
clan had for their ‘slave’.

    They explored her body with a
thoroughness that shocked Lindsey. Despite the intoxication of
Vax’s bite and her arousal, she found it hard to remain still. Fear
of discovery and capital punishment from the former fanatical
regime had scarred her emotional health. At times she wanted to
swat away the big hands roaming over her trembling flesh. She
fought the instinct to cover her nudity. What had she been thinking
to want to remain outside where passing refugees might glimpse her
wanton actions?
    The Kalquorians tested her resolve to
remain submissive to their demands, drowning out her fears.
Calloused fingers pinched her nipples until she shuddered against
the mingled pleasure and pain. The thick digits pressed into her
sex and anus, probing and stretching the pliant passages. When
Vax’s thumb brushed the slick button of raw nerve-endings, Lindsey
jerked. The stab of pleasure overwhelmed her senses.
    “Please,” she moaned, eager for
more.
    Japohn’s hand smacked hard against her
buttocks once, twice, three times. “Silence!” he hissed.
    Lindsey’s hungry sex clenched around
Vax’s fingers as the warmth of the blows