Page 13 of Aurelian Prisoner

I sometimes wonder – if it wasn’t for my sister, and my desperate need to rescue her, would I have stayed? Would I have surrendered myself to a lifetime of pleasure and submission?

It’s not a question I like to think about – because I’m scared at what the answer might be.

Returning to the moment, I step closer to the leader of this triad.

Daccia licks his lips – his lust for me obvious. His cock hardens like a steel rod, filling the leg of his pants.

Gods! He has to be packing something even bigger than the three Aurelians from that harem!

As much as it terrifies and arouses me, I’m also reassured by the sight of Daccia’s monstrous erection. That means there’s nowaythese three aren’t Rogue Aurelians.

No member of Aurelian Law Enforcement would allow himself to become so aroused by a woman he was trying to arrest – and not because of any misguided sense of duty or honor. No – it’s because once the mating rage of the Aurelian species gets fired up, it can only subside by seeding a human woman. No Law Enforcement officer would risk being coaxed into the mating frenzy; because even the cold-hearted, calculating courts of the Aurelian Empire frown harshly on mating with a suspect prior to arrest! If an Enforcement Agent mated with a prisoner, the courts would cast him from the Empire, and pardon the woman of any crime short of murder.

Well, this means I’m going to end up bruised and sore – but I’ll survive, and I’ll be free.

In fact, part of me aches to surrender to the dominance of these Aurelians. It’s been so long since I was in that harem – and yet, on some nights, I still remember dreamily how brutal the alien species was as they mated with and seeded me. Some nights, I still wake up panting and writhing, emerging from of a dream about the way those aliens claimed me.

The three Aurelians are sat in their enormous, wooden chairs. Slipping into the mindset of Scarlet, the stripper, I clamber up and straddle the leader of the Aurelians.

Riding in his lap, I thrust my full tits into his face. Beneath me, his cock is a hard, steel rod that presses up against my body. I can feel it throb through the material of Daccia’s pants – and as I gyrate on him, his cock seems to grow bigger, and harder.

Despite myself, I feel my nipples harden in a dark lust that builds up unstoppably inside of me. I no longer know if I even want to drug the Aurelians, like I’d planned – or, instead, ignite the fabled mating rage in them.

The huge beast beneath me is panting with lust now. I pull off my bra, exposing my pendulous breasts to him, and Daccia’s hand darts with lightning speed to my thigh.

His hard prick throbs beneath my body…

…but that’s adifferentprick to the sharp pain that suddenly paints my leg.

I glance down – and instantly spot the drop of blood that’s as scarlet as my name. I suddenly realize – all too late – that the leader of the Aurelian triad just took a DNA sample from me.

The other two Aurelians suddenly stand. They’re obviously aroused too – their pants tented with their huge erections – but the two of them try to fight back their carnal need.

Instead, they focus on doing their job – the job I’d hoped, prayed and begged for them not to be here to perform.

These Aurelians aren’t Rogue.

They’re exactly what I feared – Law Enforcement.

A steel grip tightens around my wrist.

Fuck! I’d thought Obbit was strong – but that Toad’s strength is nothing compared to the vice-like power of the Aurelian leader. He grips my arm tightly, threatening to crush it beneath his grip.

“Put on your bra,” he rasps – his voice filled with barely contained list.

Fuck! Fuck!My mind races.What can I do?

As I fumble with my bra, I glance over my shoulder.

The champagne glasses I’d filled earlier still sit there – each one dosed with one of my three hidden weapons. I’ll never get them to drink it now, though. The sleeping powder was wasted.

But I have two more tricks up my sleeve… and the same weapon that got me into this trouble in the first place. As a last resort, I can usethat…

There’s a certain irony to my arsenal. These Aurelians can take away my poisons, potions and powders – but they can’t take away my most powerful weapon: My body.

And I cansensehow powerful that weapon is. Right now, these three Aurelians are barely holding onto control. If I can seduce them…

My mind races. It’s one hell of a gamble. If the Aurelians lost control – if they took me, and seeded me, as their bodies clearly crave – it would be the end of their careers with Law Enforcement.

They’d be disgraced – shamed by the laws of their Empire for fucking a helpless prisoner. They’d have no claim to hold me prisoner anymore, and my arrest would be nullified even if my crimes weren’t.

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