Free Buying His Mate by Emily Tilton Page B

adjustment must have put the shuttle on a course straight toward her new home, and out the window, once again, there were only stars. In the quiet of the shuttle cabin, so strange after the noise of the takeoff and ascent, Gretchen’s moans joined the little sounds from other rows, of other girls made to feel pleasure and of the elites who had conversely commanded pleasure of their new relict girls.
    Gretchen heard Beth cry out, and the lewd sound, as if Ms. Feld had forced her new girl to feel a pleasure so extreme that it became a kind of punishment, made Gretchen’s pussy clench, and then she understood why Beth had cried out that way. Gretchen’s limbs seemed, in the strange, floating lightness of the shuttle, to dissolve from one another, and the pleasure of the climax to fill her entire body, from her curling toes to the little fists into which she balled her hands, to the eyes she couldn’t help squeezing shut so tightly as if that would stop Mr. Lourcy from seeing the embarrassing effects of his caresses.
    “Good girl,” he said softly, still caressing Gretchen between her legs, but more gently now, so that she giggled with the aftershocks of the enormous climax. She opened her eyes, and saw that he was looking at the way his hand possessed her. She too, couldn’t seem to keep her eyes off the sight of her master’s hand there, making his ownership tangible, and so very pleasurable.
    “Sir?” she said hesitantly.
    “Yes, my dear?” Mr. Lourcy asked, not ceasing to play in her pussy with his delicate fingertips.
    “What will it be like, in your… in your quarters?”
    “What will you do all day, you mean?” he asked. “Since you know what you’ll do all night, don’t you?”
    He gave her pussy a slightly firmer rub with that, and Gretchen blushed. To have him just say that, about what she would do all night, seemed so humiliating, even though of course she did know: she would be having sex all night, because that was why Mr. Lourcy had bought her.
    “Well,” she said softly. “I guess I don’t even know what that will be like… the nights, I mean.” She looked up at him, and he lifted his eyes from his caresses to hers.
    “I will teach you how to please me,” he said. “I know you’ll learn quickly, and when you show me how well you can pay attention, I will reward you, as I just did.”
    Gretchen blushed and looked down again at the strong masculine fingers that still fluttered against her little clitoris. She realized to her surprise that she had started to yield her warmth and wetness again to her master’s hand.
    But he withdrew it, making her give a forlorn whimper and look up into his eyes to see if she had done something wrong. He smiled, though, and said, “During the day, you will do as you like. You’ll spend some time exercising, of course. You may attend classes, or you may go to the vids, or the game rooms, with friends.”
    “I’ll have friends?” Gretchen asked. It seemed strange, all of a sudden, to think that she would be allowed something like a normal life.
    “Of course,” Mr. Lourcy replied. “The relict girls usually stick together, but as you understand more about Athena I have a feeling you’ll also become friends with Athenians, too. Remember that you may well be an Athenian yourself, someday.”
    “Four children,” Gretchen whispered, turning back to look out the window, where she could now see Earth again. It seemed such an impossibility: to bear children, and spend the rest of her life in space. Would she come down in a Taking party, someday, and buy a girl of her own? She shivered at the thought.
    “Yes,” Mr. Lourcy said slowly. Something in his voice, a troubled note, made Gretchen turn to him again, to see that he had a very serious expression in his eyes. “And the examination.”
    “Oh, I was very good at school,” Gretchen said proudly.
    A little smile crossed Mr. Lourcy’s lips. “Did you read in school,” he asked, “about what