trying to dominate me, but he obviously cannot resist me, and I may have some seductive ability left in my bones.
I look up at him, my human eyes meeting that ethereal alien glow which hides his consciousness, his domination. I feel him throb in my mouth as our eyes meet. They like it when they can see your face. They like wide human eyes gazing up at them, vulnerable and conquered, or so they imagine.
He lets out a growl, his cock thickening. He is going to spend his seed inside me. He is going to have me swallow that endorphin laden fluid which will make me mad with need for him.
I have heard stories of what happens to women who swallow the essence of a scythkin warrior. I have heard how it makes them slaves to simple biology, which is then inevitably frustrated because we are two species who can never breed. This is a barren mating, done only for pleasure and humiliation.
His pleasure.
My humiliation.
His come fills my mouth. I spit most of it back onto him, but the rest slips
down my throat and is swallowed down into my belly. My body immediately reacts with a flush of heat and a general sense of wellbeing I haven’t experienced in decades.
I know instantly what is happening. I’ve heard this talked about in seedy bars, where aliens try to pick up anything with a hot, wet hole. Gender and species don’t matter so much in those spots. One of the illicit items places like that trade in is Scythkin semen. Scythkin ejaculate is dangerously intoxicating to a small portion of humans. Most of us find it alluring, but to a few it produces euphoria and…
I let out a little giggle.
Oh no.
I just lost the genetic lottery.
Warden
I expected to humiliate her by making her swallow my seed, but instead, she’s squirming and pink all over, her caramel skin flushed with a body-wide blush which appears to be in effect from her head down to her toes. It is as if she just took a hit off some illicit pipe, which I guess in a crude way, she did.
It’s an allergic reaction of a kind. But it’s a cute one. I’ve never seen her smiling this wide, and looking so happy. Her face is completely transformed. She was beautiful before, but now she is absolutely stunning.
“I love you,” she giggles.
Those three words are painful to hear. I know they’re not true. They’re the opposite of true. She hates me. She hates me personally, and everything I stand for. She loathes me deeply, and completely. But in this moment, she’s feeling love.
I wrap her in my arms and hold her tight, taking advantage of her altered state to share some simple human affection. This feels wrong in a way imprisoning and seducing her did not feel quite as wrong. I want her to want me this way without being high on my cock. I want her to be soft and open.
I want her to love me.
I let out a growl as that realization hits, all too quickly and all too intensely. I am supposed to be her jailer, and her captor. She is supposed to be my obedient, captive pet. Love is not supposed to come into it. There is no place for love in this twisted game of power and domination. There is only an owner, and that which he owns.
But she is human, and I am scythkin, and our two species are known for torrid, instant, inescapable attractions which derail, well, everything.
If I were to keep her dosed with my cock, if she were to drain my seed from me daily, she would love me as long as I could come. That would make this so easy. After a while, it might even become such a force of habit it might be true without her needing to taste my seed.
“Zzz…”
I glance down and see that she has fallen asleep in my arms. It is so incredibly sweet I lie with her for an hour, just watching her sleep, enjoying the weight and warmth of her soft human form.
I could almost sleep myself, but before I can drift away in post-coital bliss, my communicator chimes. I gently slide Silver’s peaceful form off my body and settle her in the blankets before going to the bridge where my broodkin is waiting.
What’s Love Got To Do With It?
“How is the prisoner?”
“What is it you needed?”
I answer Tusk's question with a question. My head is fuzzed with