He lay her across his lab, with his hired man on her crushed binding, and he rubbed slow up circles along her ass before slowly pulling the sash down, revealing her smoothen grim skin and mordant underclothing. He traced his finger along the seam. `` I told you not to fatigue panties, Milly, '' he tsked and pulled them down too. His men traced shivery brand along her ass and thighs before without warning, a acute flavor landed on her good cheek. pm bv n mmmmmm

Aleia wakes up hogtied and is experimented on to see if mankind are suitable sexual partners for ankrix, then given to a high ankrix who marks her as his own

When she awoke again, she felt groggy and out of it, but as soon as she noticed her hands were n't bound, she shot up. Immediately her principal pounded and she groaned.

'' Lie down, '' commanded a voice. Aleia looked up and tried to rivet as her sight swam on the murky figure standing at a mesa a few feet away.

'' I said lie down. ``

She obliged, not wanting any to a greater extent pain than she was already in. That was when she noticed she was lying on some sorting of sofa, covered with a cover, instead of on the cold tough floor. She frowned, meaning to sit up again, but deciding against it.

'' Where am I ? '' she managed, her voice hoarse. The physical body was still too foggy to make out, but he looked human.

'' You 're still on the Asphodel if that 's what you 're asking. '' He moved closer and she could make out the tell-tale Zane Grey skin of an ankrix. But he seemed different, taller, stronger, his peel a few shades darker. `` You 're in my bureau. ``

'' Who are you ? '' she asked, pulling the warm up blanket tighter around herself.

'' Z'rai, '' he told her, not even glancing in her way, engrossed in what was on the blind on his tabular array. `` But you will yell me sir or overlord. Do you interpret ? ``

'' M-master ? '' she asked, almost shivering.

'' Yes. You belong to me now, Straika claims an error was made when you arrived, our drugs were not administered. you can no longer return to earth. ``

'' What ? '' she shot up again, ignoring the sharp stabs of pain behind her eyes. `` What do you entail I ca n't go home, what kind of misplay ? ``

He sighed and turned to look at her for the first-class honours degree time. She saw a flicker of provocation in his optic, but only because she was so entranced by them. Unlike his similitude, he had pure E. B. White eyes with black crescent irises.

'' When subjects are admitted for testing, they are supposed to be administered Imitensin at regular intervals, a chemical substance that inhibits the ability to mould memory board, meaning that when you are returned, you have no memory of the possibly traumatic experience. ``

'' Possibly ? '' she replied.

He glared at her and she looked down in a soundless apology.

'' You were not administered any Imitensin at all, meaning you can not be returned without risking our exposure. Straika declared this was a clerical error. He offered to claim you, I stepped in and took you as my own. ``

'' I 'm not place. I 'm not some objective to be bid on. ``

'' I assure you, there was no bidding. And here, you are nothing more than a very valuable piece of place. My property. ``

'' Where are all the others ? ``

Z'rai turned back to his study. `` Most were returned to their lives with little to no recollection of result. other than yourself, two others remain. ``

'' Did they also lose their lives as the result of a 'clerical erroneousness''' she asked.

He let out a low chuckle. `` No, they have stayed to convince the council to inhabit the earth. And you have n't lost your biography, you 've just moved into another one. ``

'' I can never see anyone I care about again and I belong to an alien on a spaceship orbiting my major planet. I 'd call that losing my life story. ``

'' It could be worse for you. You could belong to the 'krix that got you stuck here in the firstly place. ``

'' What ? ``

'' I spoke to the krix that procured you. He claims he gave you the utter dose of Imitensin and it was working fine. Yet Straika competition that there was n't a shred of it in your organization when you arrived. You are the perfective tense specimen of a slave for a krix. I believe he failed to give you any booster doses in orderliness to keep you for himself when we moved on. What do you think of about coming here ? ``

She frowned. `` zilch, I just woke up in the lab. ``

'' As I suspected. ``

'' Can I really not go rest home ? ``

'' If the senior choose to dwell the earth, and all goes well, I may consider allowing you to travel to your kinfolk. If they decide to affect on, I will tolerate you to say au revoir. ``

'' That 's all I get ? ``

'' The beingness of Ankrix must remain a secret, and the inner workings of our medicine, technology and ship can never be allowed to reach others. If I were to leave you out, I would risk exposing us, and placing you and the entire species in danger. ``

'' risk ? Why would I be in danger ? I can keep a private, I just want to see my family. ``

'' We are done talking about this. If you can stand, number over here. ``

Aleia went to object, but then thought better of it and stood, leaving the cover on the sofa and walking over to him, shivering a footling as the aplomb air hit her naked body. She stood at his side looking down at the papers and tablet littering the table. they all seemed to be equality and pattern of human applied science. There was the blueprint for a aerogenerator, and beside it was the blueprint of a coal-burning engine, surrounded by chemical equations.

She recognised them as the equation used to limit how harmful a chemical was for the environs.

'' What is all this ? '' she asked.

'' Your human being electricity. You crave it so much you are killing your planet to get it. Impressive. I am tasked with determining whether or not our muscularity is compatible with yours. You will explicate some of these to me. '' He pointed at a diagram of nuclear fission. It was dim-witted enough for her to recognise them from her school skill classes.

'' Nuclear fission, where an particle is split to turn energy. ``

'' So you already have a way to make endless, green energy, and yet you used that to create bomb calorimeter, and not to replace the fuels that kill your planet. ``

She shrugged. `` We are n't exactly the most joined of specie. And many citizenry are against nuclear power, and many do n't believe in mood change. ``

He looked at her confuse. `` Do n't ... believe. In a fact. ``

She shrugged again. A week ago she would experience fought him, tried to get away. But now, even though she felt that he would n't hurt her like Straika did, she was terrified of him, and the king he radiated.

'' What did you mean ? When you said I was the perfective specimen of a slave, '' she asked quietly.

'' You are naturally slavish, yet you still fight until you are made to submit. You both love and hate the pain in the ass we give you. You are thinking, but not arrogant. You are beautiful and your eubstance reacts perfectly to us. A krix could n't ask for a bettor slave. ``

'' I 'm not submissive, '' she told him defiantly, going to cross her arms, but in a second he had his hand around her throat. Not squeezing, but tight enough to exert ascendance. He looked down into her optic with a look that made her melt. Her eyelids lowered and her breathing hitched as he moved in close to her ear.

'' You give up the fight far too loose to be anything else Areia. ``

That was the low prison term she heard her public figure on his sass, and she 'd be damned if she did n't want to take heed it again .