Page 34 of My Human Wife

I don’t say anything, but her tone reminds me again of Kamos’s threat of a punishment although her words were meant to be kind.

As the head guard leaves, my servant Rae enters with dishes of food. She goes into the little dining room and sets them down and then calls me over. I almost have whiplash from being treated like a real pet by the male guards to a sentient guest by the female guards. Although Rae calls herself a ‘servant,’ I’m under no illusion that she isn’t just as much a guard as the head guard herself.

I sit down and thank Rae for the food. Then I ask, “Where do you sleep?”

She seems surprised by the question. “In your room, of course. I’m here for your every need no matter what time of day.”

“What do you know about my punishment?”

Our eyes meet and her grey ones search mine. “I know it’s scheduled to begin tomorrow.”

“Begin?”

She makes me repeat the word, ‘begin, ‘corrects my pronunciation and then answers my question, “Yes. It will last three days.”

“What’s my punishment?”

“Your right wrist and right ankle will be chained to Coco and your left hand and left ankle will be chained to Ava. Kamos never punishes anyone alone. We are all a collective and when one person steps out of line it creates a ripple in our serenity. Everyone most immediately touched by that ripple is punished.”

“Do Coco and Ava know they’ll be punished with me tomorrow?”

“I’m sure their servants have told them by now,” she says casually. “Now,” she says picking up a spoon, “Let me feed you.”

“No, I’m capable.”

“It’s not about being capable. You’ve been described as the perfect human pet and I don’t want to ruin anything for Kamos. Please let me feed you.”

I indulge her. The more obedient I am, the less I’ll be suspected of being a spy. “What’s the perfect human pet?”

“You.”

“How?”

Her hand grasps one of my breasts and bounces it up and down. “You have the perfect size breasts for a human. Big enough to move with all of your movements but not too big that they are obscene.” Then she caresses the hair under my arms. “And you have a good amount of human fur that’s never been cut.”

“What do you mean, ‘never been cut?’”

“Most of the humans taken from Earth have either cut their fur or had it permanently removed which decreases their attractiveness.”

“Is that all?”

“You have a high sex drive which Kamos looks forward to teaching you how to control. It’s one of the things he enjoys most with his human pets, the training.”

“Have you seen many pets trained?”

“A few,” she says and then begins stroking the hair between my legs. I want to cross my legs and tell her not to touch me there, but I’m here as a spy and the less she suspects me the better. So, I open my legs wider.

Rae smiles. “See this is why Kamos wants to break you. You want to be touched. You don’t shy away like other human pets. You want to be noticed by your master.”

“It feels so good,” I say because I know it’s what she wants to hear.

Rae doesn’t stop touching me. “It’s satisfying to watch your face flush as you enjoy yourself which is the final thing that makes you the perfect human pet.”

“I was always told my skin color was an abomination.”

“Not here. You were on the wrong side of the galaxy where you couldn’t be appreciated.” Rae pats my pubic hair and then says, “And you’ll be bred.”

“With human men?”

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