Page 23 of My Human Wife

“So I should try to go with him?”

At this point I wonder if I’ve made a mistake in telling them to be meek to attract Imperials. What if Kamos reaches his quota for humans with all of these women and doesn’t take me? I decide in a split second that it’s up to fate now anyway. “Yes. I’m going to try to go with him.”

Our conversation is interrupted by more horrific screaming below.

“What’s going on down there?”

I don’t want to tell them. I stay quiet and put my hands over my ears. I try to drown out my own memory of what I did down there in that cell. But I will never forget the look on that other girl’s face as I watched her life fade away.

After the shrieking has subsided and the cheering dies down, I hear our cell door being opened. A dozen or so males come in with chains and begin selecting which of us will be auctioned off.

A male stands in front of me and I stand when he motions the chain to go around my neck. Unlike the others, I have a gold chain and am led out first. My handler says to me as we go down the stairs, “You’re to be auctioned first as it’s your second time around at this stall. Think of it as a privilege.”

I’m led through the doors to the auctioning stage and just as I remember it from before it’s terrifying to be led out in front of hundreds of male aliens all looking at me as if I’m dinner. I want to press the medicine that Hela gave me, but I know that won’t help me look like an attractive pet, so I resist.

I’m led up to a podium and my chain secured. I resist the urge to look out at the aliens. First because it might be too frighteningand second because I might look suspicious if I don’t look terrified.

The Octopod trader takes the floor next to my podium. “We all wondered what happened to Lara from Earth when Lord Juo died. Well look, here she is. She has returned from the other side of the galaxy. She speaks Agnorrian, Uru, Octopod, and a bit of Imperial. She’s perfect for training. She’s never been touched by a humanoid. Her nipples have never been pierced. Now should we start the bidding at one thousand UCs? Who wants to start with one thousand UC?”

I hear the bidding go up from the crowd. “One thousand five hundred UCs.”

“Two thousand.”

And then the chanting begins. “Show us the goods! Show us the goods!”

The Octopod trader stops the bidding and responds, “Come now she’s almost naked as she is.”

“Show us her nipples! Show us her nipples!”

I continue to look at my feet, but decide this will be a good time to press the medicine. I do it and over the next few seconds I begin to feel invincible. I can do this. I can seduce Kamos wherever he is out there and he’ll never suspect I’m a spy.

I hear a defining voice say, “Five thousand UCs if she gives us a tantalizing show. I’m not buying defective used goods.”

Everyone goes mad with delight. I assume this is Kamos himself to offer to pay so much if I perform.

My Octopod seller says to me, “Now Lara, if you would all entertain us?”

For the first time, I look up to my audience of alien males and begin to sing as I slowly begin to remove what little clothing I have. I can see I’m pleasing almost everyone, but Kamos is too far away for me to see his face expression. In fact, he’s shrouded in shadow. I sing a sweet, slow, and seductive acapella. As I sing, I lightly run my hands over my arms and then circle my gold bra with my hands, tantalizingly playing with the straps. Then I run my hands over my legs beginning with my ankles and moving upwards, slowly, always slowly, making sure my fingers run over my sex to cause my underwear to get caught inside my folds. Next, I run my hands up my back, through my hair, and then down again. My hands go back to my shoulders and I pull my bra straps down one by one, before lifting my right breast out and displaying my unpierced nipple. I seductively put my fingers in my mouth when there’s a break in the song and suck on them. I take them out of my mouth with a pop. I resume singing my sweet song as I run my wet fingers over my exposed nipple making it taut. The alien males go crazy for this. So I pull the other breast out from my bra and lick my fingers like a lollypop before caressing that nipple so that both are standing hard for all to see their natural perfection. I put my hands on my knees and bend over a little to make my breasts sway back and forth. The male aliens go wild, and some try to flick their tentacles up to catch my unpierced nipples but my Octopod trader swiftly swats their tentacles away. I smile and shake my finger at them like they are naughty schoolboys. Finally, I run my hands up my legs again, rubbing myself so that my underwear is stuck in me before slowly putting my hand down my underwear and touching my clit.

The alien males begin chanting again, “Show us your human fur! Show us your human fur!”

To oblige them, I turn around, bend over, and begin slowly peeling my underwear off. Then I turn around gracefully and rub my fingers through the blonde hair between my legs.

“Pleasure yourself! Pleasure yourself!”

I look over at my Octopod trader. He raises one of his tentacles for silence and then calls out to Kamos. “Lord Kamos, would you have her orgasm here in this public place for all of us?”

The chanting begins again while Kamos makes a decision.

I wait. I can do whatever is required of me. I’m a seductive genius. I press my arm again where Hela put the medicine and feel a new rush of confidence spread through my body.

“If she can make herself orgasm in one minute, I’ll pay ten thousand for her. In two minutes, nine thousand and so forth. If it takes her more than ten minutes, you will give her to me for free. As a gift of a free show.”

I know this isn’t going to make the Octopod trader happy, but what can he do?

It takes him half a second to realize he has no options with me. “Accepted.” Then he looks at me. “Orgasm fast.”

Somewhere someone yells, “Prepare to start the timer!” and a large holographic timer appears. And it’s counting down from ten minutes.

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