Page 8 of My Wild Pet

At the moment, Big and Tiny are muttering about something. I can guarantee that whatever they’re talking about, it’s utter nonsense.

Slender sits in his usual corner, avoiding eye contact with everyone, especially me. I watch him, wondering if Big has raped him. Even if Big has, what kind of person just gives up? Especially when there are so few of us? Now that I’m here, it could be two against two.

When Big rapes me, and yes, this is a question of when not if. I won’t hold him off forever, he’s just too strong. But when he does, afterward, I’m not going to cower in a corner. I’ll fight harder. Because this is a fight like any other and Big has made it crystal clear, it’s to the death.

But I’ll use everything at my disposal to keep bad things from happening to me. What’s the phrase? ‘Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.’ So, the more I interact with Big the better chance I have of outsmarting him. God knows I was lucky yesterday. I don’t know if I’ll be so lucky today.

I shift slightly, wincing at the sharp pain in my ribs. My eyes land on Big, his hulking frame turned slightly as he talks with Tiny. My teeth marks are still fresh on his back all red and angry. I smile. Well at least that’s something.

If he tries again, I’ll bite off his ear,I think.

“Hey,” I say. The cell goes quiet, all three men turn toward me. “Yeah, you,” I say looking directly at Slender.

He points to himself, as if surprised I’m addressing him. Always the innocent victim.

“Where are we?” I ask.

“A spaceship.”

“How do you know?”

“Alien abduction,” he says, his tone flat, as if I’m an idiot for even asking. “I was in the forest. Next thing I knew, I was here. Humans don’t have spaceships, and humans sure as hell don’t look likethat.” He gestures toward the empty hallway between the cages, where the creature dropped me off. “Don’t you remember how you got here?”

“We’re not on a spaceship,” Big says, interrupting. “This is just rich people fucking with peons. You’re just weak—more susceptible to suggestion,” he says to Slender. “That’s why youthinkyou were abducted by aliens.”

Slender faces the wall again.

Then Big looks up at the ceiling, addressing the invisible audience in his mind. “I’m not buying it! I know the truth, and that’s why you sent methis piece of ass,” he says, pointing a meaty finger at me, “to distract me. And you made her hard to get, that was clever. But I’ll get her, and I’ll get her good.”

My stomach turns as his filthy gaze lingers but I meet his beady brown eyes head-on.

“They’re watching us,” he continues, his voice dripping with paranoia. “They’re watching us to see what we’re going to do. Probably even betting on how long you can stay away from me.”

“But it makes no sense for billionaires to keep us like this,” I say, trying to get his mind off raping me. “Without food and water, we’ll die.”

“Oh, the Handlers feed us,” Tiny says joining the conversation.

“Handlers?”

“There are three different kinds offakeoctopus-aliens,” Big confirms. “The leaders have elaborate skin patterns, the officers are big and scary, and the handlers are smaller and thicker. The handlers feed us. I think the billionaires must have gotten some Hollywood makeup artists to set this up.” Then looking up at the ceiling where he believes there are cameras, he yells, “It’s all very impressive and almost believable.”

“But we’re all starving except for him,” Slender points to Big. “He divvies out the food.”

Big defends himself, “I told you. You suck my cock again and I’ll give you more food. It’s an even trade. There are calories in semen. So I’m actually giving you more food than the others.”

I look at Big disgustedly. “Well aren’t you a prize example of a homo sapien, obsessed with getting an orgasm from anyone at any time, even when there’s only four of us here.”

Big takes a few steps towards me and then slaps me hard across the face.

Before the sting can even begin register I slap him back hard.

He grabs my wrist. “Is that the best you got little lady? Do it again and I’ll fucking kill you.”

My wrist is still covered in the oil from yesterday and I wiggle it free. “I’m already dead if this is all that’s left to me. You three and those silent women across from us, watching everything we do, like we are some gladiatorial show in the Roman Colosseum.”

“It’s those bitches fault that I’m sex obsessed,” Big says surprising me by blaming innocent women he can’t even talk to for his desire to sexually dominate everyone in this cell. “They’re just there… naked. They’re not even trying to cover up.”

Astonished, I turn to look at the blonde women in the cell across from us. Then turn back to Big. “Are we seeing the same thing? They’re just standing there, like us. You do realize, none of us, have any clothing, right?”

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