Page 24 of My Human Wife

Somewhere out in the crowd I hear Kamos’s deep voice say, “Lara from Earth make yourself orgasm for our pleasure.”

I close my eyes and begin touching my clit. Rubbing it in circles and up and down. My other hand pulls at my nipple.

I hear someone yell, “Nine minutes left.”

And the men start chanting, “Faster! Faster! Faster! Rub your fur human!”

But I can’t do it. My body just won’t. I bite my lower lip, open my eyes and look at the Octopod trader. He’s angry. Bad things can happen to me if he loses too many UCs.

Gael forgive me.I think of Gael. I think of the way he looked naked at the sex temple. The way his hair swayed back and forth as he pounded into me. How alive I felt with him. How human I felt in his arms. Suddenly I’m there with Gael and not here at Gala. And it’s not long before I can’t hear anything. I don’t hear the minutes counting down nor do I hear the alien males’ chanting. It’s quiet and there’s Gael.

I’m coming so hard now I squirt out into the audience in front of me. It doesn’t stop them from asking to touch my ‘wet fur,’ afterwards. I know I’m starting to come down from the drug because I feel ashamed. I feel guilty that I brought my memory of Gael here to this dirty place and to perform for these males who only see me as a stupid human pet.

I check the holographic clock. I orgasmed at five minutes and thirty seconds, so my Octopod trader still gets his five thousand for me.

Kamos addresses the Octopod trader again. “You can let these males caress the fur between her legs for one UC each and keep that. It’s clear she still needs more training.”

Two of the Octopod’s assistants come out and I’m tied up by my wrists and ankles against a cross shaped stand. It’s cold against my back. Then alien males begin lining up to pet me between my legs.

I want to go somewhere else in my head but at the same time I need to make sure Kamos still buys me, so I need to be present and play my part. I look at every male alien and I begin counting them as they stroke my wet hair as they pass. Most of them say things like, “What a good little human you are.” But some say really terrible things like, “If you were mine, I would breed you to death. Look at all this blonde hair.” Some of the aliens pull on my pubic hair hard enough for me to shout out in pain which everyone finds ‘adorable.’ Finally, when I think it’s all over, everyone parts for a large man. He walks up escorted by two guards who are paradoxically considerably smaller than he is. He takes out a sword and runs it up and down my naked body. This is undoubtedly Kamos.

“Did you enjoy having so many males touch you, my pet?”

I don’t answer because I don’t know what to say.

One of the guards says, “Her Imperial may not be good enough to understand you.”

Then he takes the tip of his sword and circles my nipple with it drawing some blood. He leans down and sucks on my bloody nipple so hard I want to cry out from the pain, but I don’t. Instinct tells me to endure it. Then his other hand squeezes my other nipple so hard I worry it might be permanently damaged, but again I don’t make a sound. When he’s content, he rises, sheaths his sword and says, “Put her in the holding cell. I’m looking for five others as well. Not young ones, they cry.”

I’m ushered off and put in a holding cell. It’s pitch black. There’s nowhere to sit and the floor feels filthy when I rub a foot along it, so I stand. I can’t hear anything, so I only have my thoughts to keep me company. I move my ring along my finger. It feels of nothing now. I’ve never felt so alone as I do now in the darkness with my shame and fear. “Gael, I’m sorry I used your memory.”

Gael

I watch as Lara is brought out for sale. It’s disgusting to hear the comments being made about her. I want to mute the sound, but I can’t. I have to hear what happens. I need to get control of myself. If she can stand up there and do this then I can watch it.

I feel relief when Kamos agrees to buy her. However, I knew it wouldn’t be that easy. I make a hole in my table with my fist when she sings and takes off her clothing. I destroy the whole table when she orgasms for everyone. Then I punch twenty holes in my wall as males fondle her. By the time Kamos reaches her I’m so distraught I decide I must do physical exercise, or I’ll burst from guilt. And not just regret of sending her to Gala but knowing that what she did for those males, in front of those males, was a turn on for me too, which I hate. It’s my Imperial blood and I wish I could wash it from my DNA. But I can’t unsee what she did. It’s burned into my memory and I want to pleasure myself at the thought of it, which also makes me sick to my stomach.

I walk towards the gym, shedding my clothing without care in the hallways. Once I reach the gym, I’m naked and find apractice sword. I pick it up and begin sparring with a holo character. Not long after Seo enters the gym.

“I heard you were here.”

“I needed some exercise.”

“I understand. I saw what they did…”

I grunt an answer. I just want to fight. I can’t articulate how remorseful I feel.

“How about we spar?”

I nod.

Seo takes off his clothes and picks up another practice sword.

“I’m not going to take it easy on you.”

“I don’t want you to. I’m just as angry as you are.”

I want to tell him, ‘I doubt it.’ But instead, I swing hard.

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