Alien Slave by Tracy St.John Read Free Book Online

middle and lower classes, pleasures Dani had taken
full advantage of with no sense of guilt.
    The massage tables on Earth hadn’t been
outfitted with restraining straps like this one. Once Wynhod had
settled her face comfortably into the padded hole, he busied
himself rendering her helpless once more. Silken bonds fixed her
wrists and ankles to the table legs. The Kalquorian also strapped
her to the table at the middle of her back. The table top ended at
her waist, leaving her rear end suspended in midair, her legs
spread open for his pleasure.
    “ Laxan?” Krijero
asked.
    “ I think she’s stretched
enough for it to not be too uncomfortable,” Wynhod said. “She could
do with a little more relaxation, though.”

    His big warm hands seized her shoulders
and tightened. Then he loosened his grip, and tightened again,
gently rubbing the muscles. Dani sighed and closed her eyes at the
unexpected treat. It had been a long time since her last massage,
and the Nobek was a master at it.
    “ I thought you were about to
explode,” Gelan chuckled.
    Wynhod’s voice was every bit as
relaxing as his manipulations. “I intend to enjoy our little
fighter, not lose control with the first thrust. This will calm us
both down.”
    Dani had no problem with that. Wynhod
had magic hands, and she was sure no one had ever received a better
rubdown than the one he treated her to now.
    The Kalquorian was thorough. He
massaged her from scalp to toes, untying knot after knot of stored
tension. Dani floated along, euphoric despite the intoxicant
wearing off. Her body became liquid beneath the knowledgeable
fingers of the Nobek until she thought she might flow right off the
table. She drowsed under the warm, strong hands, lulled by the
comfort he gave. The hardships she’d endured the last year seemed
far away.
    When Wynhod finished, Dani was drifting
on a sea of quiet bliss. She could lie here forever, she
thought.
    “ Are you still awake?” The
velvet voice seemed to drift as if on a lazy breeze. The big,
lovely hands settled on her buttocks, parting them.
    “ Hmmf.” Dani didn’t want to
expend the effort required to talk.
    Deep laughter rolled over her. Even the
hint of danger in the tone couldn’t rouse her. “You are ready, my
little lovely. Hopefully you will enjoy this as much as
I.”
    Torpid, Dani thought, do whatever you
want. As long as I don’t have to move, you can dance the watusi for
all I care.
    Something hard, slick, and hot touched
her anus. Pressed against it. Began to slide in.
    Mr. Magic Fingers. It’s okay. I found
out I like that.
    The intrusion expanded. A thrum of
pleasure at the invasion awoke. He was using two fingers. No, make
that three. Almost as wide as Gelan’s smaller cock. That was fine
too.
    A nudge at her womanhood. Wynhod’s fist
was there, adjusting himself to enter her. The length pierced her
petals as the pressure and girth in her tighter channel
grew.
    Thick, thick fingers. Anymore, and it
might get uncomfortable. How long are his fingers,
anyway?
    Her rear sheath grudgingly expanded to
accept what Wynhod eased into it. It wasn’t his fingers.
    Dani’s eyes opened wide. She didn’t see
the thin, dark carpet beneath the table. She saw how Wynhod had
looked when his pants had been stripped away, the long, thick front
organ she’d known would fill her pussy more than any man who’d had
her before.
    He was putting that thing in her
ass.
    “ Wait,” she whimpered, her
body tensing. The slight ache became painful.

    The Nobek stopped immediately. “Relax,
Dani.”
    “ It hurts. I can’t do this,”
she said, her voice getting higher with panic.
    “ It only hurts because you
tensed up. Calm down and ease your muscles.”
    Motion surrounded her, and two more
pairs of hands were stroking the back of her head and her
shoulders. “You’re all right, little Earther,” Gelan’s voice
soothed. “Just make yourself go limp again. If it’s still too much,
he’ll stop.”
    “ I just want