Chapter 5

I wake up the next morning to Rami and Axl whispering to each other across the room. I sit up and rub my eyes. “What’s going on?”

“We’re just discussing our business for the day.”

“Great. I was hoping to get out and explore the city today. Maybe you guys would like to come with me.”

“We can’t,” Axl replies. “We have state business today.”

“Besides,” Rami adds, “you can’t go out. You have to stay here.”

“What for? If you’re not here, I’ll be alone.”

“You can’t leave this room. You have to stay here.”

I jolt to my feet. “For how long?”

“The tournament rules state you belong to us―at least, to the winner―for a year. After that, you will be assigned to one of the brothels in the city where the other human women go.”

I blink at them. I can’t be hearing this from the same guys who just made love to me all night long. Then I burst into action. I pace around the room, and I can’t stop my voice rising in agitation. “You can’t keep me locked up in here for a year and then throw me out on the street. You have to let me get back to Earth. You said you cared about me. How can you do this to me? You’re both liars. You’re space pirates. I never should have trusted you. I should have kept my guard up, even if it meant you had to take me by force. I should have known better than to think you could be any different.” I’m really ranting now, but I can’t stop.

Axl and Rami exchange glances. Then Axl comes toward me. He takes me by the shoulders and stops me from pacing. “You didn’t make a mistake to trust us. We do care about you, and we’ll prove it to you.”

“Then let me go free. That’s the only way I’ll believe you.”

They hold a hasty conference in whispers with many excited gestures. Finally, Rami comes toward me. “We’ve decided to make an exception for you. You’ll be allowed to roam freely in the city, and if you really want to return to Earth at the end of the year, you can go back with Axl when he selects next year’s prize.”

I hate to think about another woman going through what I’m going through, but this is the best I can hope for. I embrace them both. “Thank you so much. You don’t know what this means to me.”

The two of them go back to their work, and I follow the road back to the city. Before I leave, Axl gives me a big wide robe to cover my clothes. It works wonders to keep the desert wind from covering me with dust.

I spend hours wandering around the city and taking in all the strange sights. I find the market and study all the fascinating foods and animals for sale. I’m just starting to get used to the idea of spending the next year of my life here when two big Rekyl men stop me in the middle of the street. “What are you doing out here?”

I don’t understand the problem. “I’m just looking around. I’ve never been here before.”

“I recognize you from the tournament,” one of them says. “You’re the victor’s prize.” He grabs my arm.

“Hey! What are you doing?”

He jerks me around. “Don’t try to fool me. You’re running away, and I’m taking you back. Now march!”

I struggle, but they overpower me with ease. They tie my hands behind my back and drag me back to Rami’s house. They throw me into the same room, but at the same moment, Rami and Axl show up. “What’s going on here?”

The two men square their shoulders. “We found your prize wandering the streets. We brought her back for you.”

I turn on Rami. “You said I was free to walk around. Was that all a lie?”

“Of course not.” He turns to the men. “You had no right to tie her up or to interfere with her movement around the city. This woman may be my prize, but she is not a prisoner here. You will not interfere with her again. Is that understood?”

They stare at him in stunned surprise. Then they bow their heads. “Yes, sir.”

“Untie her.”

They get the job done quick and make themselves scarce. Rami waits until the door shuts behind them. “I’m sorry that happened, but you must understand no other prize has every had freedom like this. I will pass word to the other constables to leave you alone.”

“Thank you.”

So that’s how I wound up here, on the planet Aranon. That was six months ago, and every morning, when Axl and Rami go to work, I go out into the city. I visit my friends and just last month, I started working in the market. It’s not exactly Wall Street, but it’s work I enjoy.

Every evening, I come back to this same room, where Rami and Axl and I share the evening meal and catch up on our day’s activities. Then we all fall into bed together and I roll in their arms until we all fall asleep in mutual delight and exhaustion. I never experienced such passionate desire and fulfillment from any man on Earth.

That could be from their well-endowed bodies, but I don’t think so. When they walk into the room, their eyes bore into me and my body overflows with raging, pulsating hunger. My flesh aches for their touch, and nothing will satisfy my until I give myself to them body and soul.

Is this what it means to be an alien sex slave, to have their monstrous erections driven into my craven openings every night, to be brought to the dizzying heights of heavenly rapture by two men who possess every part of me?

I lie back, and they take me for their pleasure. They spread my legs, and their fingers spread my wetness over my inflamed petals. The droplets of elixir gush down my legs to wet my back side, and I’m sitting in a pool of my own fermenting need. I want them to take me. I want them to use me. I want them to drive me to insanity with their insistent demands.

Rami kisses me while Axl spreads my legs. His fingers slide up my thigh to the haven of happiness inside, and he finds me already insatiably wet. I moan when he glides one finger inside, but that’s not enough. His tentacles slither around and poke their way into my aching box.

I ride back and forth on the bench in open lust. I need it. I want their erect flesh to split me wide open and leave me breathless and begging for more. The tentacle thickens inside me and stretches my muscles wider. Axl’s head falls between my legs, and his warm tongue laps around my taut button. He pushes my thighs apart, and another tentacle runs down between my voluptuous round curves to the dark places underneath.

Oh, I can’t stand this anymore! I want to bend over for it. I want to lie back and accept it. I want to turn any way and every way to meet the approaching storm. Tentacles slither over every limb and through every crevice. Their wetness turns me into a quivering mass of sexual excitement. I give myself over to their demands.

All of a sudden, Rami’s mouth vanishes from mine and I see him stand up in front of me. His massive manhood hangs stiff and powerful from his body, and he shoves it into my face. My mouth grabs it, and I suck it down.

I must have this. I try to pull him toward me so I can suck it, but he pins my hands above my head. He thrusts his member into my mouth and bangs it into my throat. I cry out in unrequited lust, but he’s merciless. He will determine when I suck and when I swallow.

In the meantime, Axl withdraws his tentacles and gets up on his knees between my legs. He forces his hips into me, and his hard rock nudges into my moist cleft. He widens the doorway for his rude entrance.

I can’t see anything beyond Rami’s piston hammering into my face. He dominates my whole world, when Axl’s power manhood clefts my body asunder. I shriek in agony and surprise, but the next minute, he pounds it deep into my nether tissues. I can’t hold back. He drives me wild. I hurl myself on his invading shaft, and my bodily juices overflow around its thickness. I spiral upwards into clouds of orgasmic rapture, and they anoint my being with their seedy goodness.

Then they switch places. Rami flips me over onto my knees, and Axl moves behind me with his weapon at the ready. Rami’s meat fills my mouth, and Axl’s enormous shaft plows into my blazing hole.

His hips bump against my quivering thighs, and my cocktail of essences runs down his legs to drip from his dangling jewels. His package slaps my wet body with every stroke of his rod and drives me forward to swallow his brother’s slab to the hilt.

Will it ever end? I don’t want it to. I want to take them again and again, this way and that way, all night long and forevermore, into eternity. If only my life could encompass this and nothing else, I would be happy.

I experience the heights of ecstasy again and again, every night. I go limp in their hands, and they manipulate me where and how they wish. It all leads to one inevitable conclusion, and I rocket into heaven on showers of hot sticky pleasure.

When it’s all over and we lie glowing and satisfied in each other’s arms, I don’t have to ask if they feel the same way I do. I can see it in their eyes. I can feel it in the way they run their fingers over my skin and in the way their manhood stirs all over again when we kiss.

I connect with Rami and Axl in ways I never thought possible. We can communicate more emotion through our eyes than we ever could in words. I could kiss them and stare into their bright eyes forever and never get tired of it. Sometimes, after we expend all our energies in love making, we lie awake late into the night and talk about our pasts and our hopes and plans for the future.

The strangest thing is that they never get jealous of each other. They don’t fight over me, and they enjoy watching me make love to the other one. They share me as brothers, and when we make love together, I feel married to them both as if they were one man.

I never really got into threesomes, and I never thought one would make me happy, but I’m happy here. I don’t want this to end. I never thought I would say this, but I want to stay with Axl and Rami forever.

The End