Sheala by Judy Mays Page A

Eliana’s breast, kneaded it, then dipped his head and sucked on her nipple.
    “Doctor, I didn’t know you had arrived.”
    Raising his head from Eliana’s breast, Bakom looked over his shoulder. “Eliana, meet Gothran, Odam’s brother. You’ll be happy to know he is as well-endowed as his brother is.”
    Gothran only grunted. His eyes were fastened on Eliana’s bare breasts.
    As Bakom squeezed her breast again, Eliana heard another door open and shut. Soon a slender woman joined them. Smiling, she walked into Bakom’s arms, her mouth seeking his.
    “Eliana, this is Tetiras,” Bakom said when the passionate kiss ended. “You must get to know her better.”
    Tetiras turned to Eliana and smiled.
    Eliana smiled in return as Tetiras reached out and cupped her breast, very aware that ultimate objective was Bakom’s downfall. She was ready to do almost anything to help bring that about, even have sex with his assistants, no matter how disgusting she found it.
    Bakom patted Tetiras’ ass and said, “Not now, my dear, we have other things to do.” Turning to Gothran, he said, “What surprise do you have for me?”
    Opening the door to the cage holding the unconscious Drakian woman, Gothran stepped inside, lifted her into his arms, and carried her to an examining table. “Alalakan dem al’ Sheala,” was all he said.
    Luckily for Eliana, the other three were concentrating on Sheala, or her painstaking infiltration of Bakom’s closest assistants would have been all for naught. As it was, she was barely able to cover the shock and disgust on her face before he smiled at her.
    “A fitting revenge, is it not, my dear? The Alalakans have caused me enough trouble. They attempt to block me in the Ruling Council and their arrogant son Chardadon took the redheaded humanoid from me on his ship. Their daughter is a fair trade for her, don’t you think?”
    At that moment, Eliana knew Bakom was insane. No Drakian would countenance the kidnapping of another in retribution for the theft of a so-called specimen Eliana knew to be as human as she was.
    “She only reached her majority a few days ago,” Bakom said as he prodded and caressed Sheala’s body. “And her nose stud declares her virginity. It falls to us to introduce her to the joys of sexual intercourse. Gothran, wake her. But carefully. I want her to be able to feel and understand what is happening to her, but in no way is she to have control of her own body.”
    “Of course, Doctor,” Gothran said as he walked away. He returned in a few minutes with a hypodermic needle that he jabbed into Sheala’s thigh.
    Sheala began to regain consciousness almost immediately.
    Bakom began to strip. “Excellent, Gothran. Strap her down so she doesn’t slip and then tilt the table. I prefer that her first sexual experience be upright.”
    Blinking as the room spun around her, Sheala regained consciousness quickly—but try as she might, she couldn’t move.
    The room tilted. Dizziness assailed her and she closed her eyes. She opened them again.
    No, the room wasn’t tilting. She was.
    A naked hermaphrodite appeared before her.
    At first she simply stared. Then she realized who he was. A cold dread surged through her veins, but she swallowed her fear and glared at him. “Rodak don al’ Bakom, my father and brothers will break every bone in your body and hang what’s left for the scavengers.”
    Laughing, he lifted his thick tail and began to stroke it. “You have spirit. Breaking you will be a joy indeed.”
    “Do you want mithrin, Doctor?” a huge, ugly hermaphrodite asked as he too began to remove his clothing.
    Dropping his now jerking tail, Bakom stepped closer to Sheala and cruelly squeezed her breast. “I think not, Gothran. A virgin should experience the pain of her first sexual experience to truly appreciate it.”
    Sheala gathered as much moisture as she had in her mouth and spit in his face.
    He backhanded her.
    Blinking back tears as her lip began to swell