Free Alien Slave by Tracy St.John Page B

been introduced to. Gelan spoke first. “We are
very well. You look beautiful, Matara Dani.”
    “ Matara?”
    “ That’s what we call women
on our planet,” Krijero supplied. “The literal translation is
‘childbearer’. May I also offer my compliments on how lovely you
are tonight?”
    His praise sounded clumsy, but to Dani
it seemed all the more sincere for its awkwardness. If a nearly
seven-foot musclebound man could be a cutie-pie, Krijero fit the
bill. His wavy hair was clean but rumpled, his eyes peeking through
a cowlick that fell over them. He looked like he might trip over
his own feet on occasion.
    How sweet, Dani thought before
remembering the firmer man the Imdiko had become last night when
she’d tried to do things her way. He might be inept in the social
niceties, but she’d be stupid to underestimate him.
    Caution dampened her ardor for only a
moment. Giving Krijero a genuine smile, Dani said, “Thank you for
the kind words. What is your pleasure for this night,
gentlemen?”
    Wynhod’s velvet voice claimed her
attention. “Let’s try this out.”
    Dani saw he was fingering the harness
hanging from the ceiling. It was a web of black straps and silver
buckles, something akin to what a spider would catch a fly in.
Dani’s mouth went dry and her heart sped up. She somehow managed to
keep her voice light, points for her. “As you wish.”
    The men crowded around her, pulling her
bra and skirt off faster than she could comprehend. Dani gaped to
see herself naked in a matter of moments. Before she could comment
on their supernatural speed, they were lifting her into the harness
and strapping her in.

    She’d never been in the harness before,
had never seen it used. It had seemed a confusing mass of hanging
binds that she’d never hoped to figure out. However, the three
aliens knew exactly what they were doing. They strapped and tied
and wound until she really did feel like a fly in a spider’s web.
Soon Dani lay horizontally in the network of leather-like straps,
her wrists bound behind her neck, elbows outstretched and her
thighs trussed wide with her knees bent almost to her shoulders.
She pulled against the snare that held her trapped, testing as she
always had to when tied up. She couldn’t move a muscle.
    The men lowered her to the level of
their groins. Dani shivered to see how ready they were. Their
erections pushed hard at fitted pants as if the eager cocks would
break through to get at her.
    Gelan caressed her tiny breasts, lifted
brazenly because of the way her arms were bound. He soon had the
rosy tips erect and swollen tight, the calloused pads of his
fingers rasping against the sensitive nubs. Occasionally he’d
gently tweak them, making her jerk as sensation bolted from her
nipples to her sex. He seemed to enjoy fitting the whole of her
breasts in his palms, rubbing in slow circles. Dani liked how hot
his hands were on her, the warmth spreading throughout her
chest.
    Wynhod traced her lips with one thumb
as he stood over her head. He dipped the thick digit in her mouth
occasionally, wetting it in the moist environs and spreading
dampness over her lips. He growled softly when she sucked on his
thumb, swirling her tongue sinuously over the invading
appendage.
    Krijero’s fingertips whispered over her
inner thighs. He drew circles over her goosefleshed skin, coming
close to but not quite touching her secret parts. Positioned
between Dani’s wide-flung legs, his gaze drinking in her blatantly
exposed womanhood, he murmured, “This harness definitely opens up
possibilities.”
    Dani couldn’t resist teasing him. “No
pun intended, right?”
    He glanced up at her face
questioningly. She saw when he got the joke. His face lit in a
grin, and he joined the other two men’s laughter.
    “ Very opened up. Very nice,”
Wynhod agreed, pulling his shirt off.
    The other two joined him in disrobing,
and Dani greedily eyed the agreeable sight of three naked
Kalquorians. They were magnificent