Page 22 of Indentured Companion
“Yes. W-we would.” I clear my throat and chew on my lips. I can feel my phyrodox glands swell with venom eagerly and my mouth waters hungrily. I also feel my arousal causing my boxers beneath my robe to bulge. Her eyes open wide, as she feels this reaction from her position on my lap. “I am, well, fine with that.” I can’t look her in the eye at my admission. “I have come to like you a great deal, Valerie, and would…bemorethan fine with that arrangement.” I can feel the heat in my face as she stares at me. “But I will allowyouto make that decis-”
“If I become addicted to your bite, what happens when the contract term is over?” Idolook her in the eye then, and ignore the pang of hurt that hits me in the chest. Of course, she has only agreed to be my feeding companion for a year. She plans to return to her old life once that time is over.
“You willalreadyneed to go through a rehabilitation program at the end of our companionship, based on the way we arecurrentlyfeeding. The experience will bemoreunpleasant for you, as you will have to go through an assisted withdrawal if you have had my Bonding Succour as well. With medical help you will still be as you were before. And I will pay for all of it, of course.”
“Hmm…” I wait patiently as she folds her arms and looks off to one side. She hasn’t moved from my lap, and she’s staring at the tablets on the bed. “So I have to go through rehab anyway, but it will be more of an ordeal if you remove the blockers…but theycouldgive me stronger drugs if I’m not your feeding companion anymore…so it’s not like I’d be going cold turkey.” I hold my breath. She’s considering it. I thought she would want me to leave the room as she makes her decision, but her seated position on my lap doesn’t allow me to leave. “Not experiencing any more painisa big plus for me.” Valerie seems to be mulling this out loud for my benefit, and I’m very grateful for that. Not knowing what she’s thinking was making me very anxious. I sit silently and listen as she weighs up her options. “The cost of rehab later is not especially off putting, as I’ll have to go through it anyway to a lesser extent even if I declined the offer. It will all be paid for…and I would fully recover?” She directs at me and I nod eagerly.
“Yes. We have a lot of data and records of many feeding companions who have gone through the process in the past when their Korvian has passed away or moved on.” She nods slowly, adding that for consideration. “You would make a full recovery.” I add encouragingly. Valerie regards me curiously and I wonder if I should have quit while I was ahead.
“You sound like you want me to consent to this amendment?”
“I do.”
“Why?”
“Because I hate hurting you and I…well.” I tentatively place my hands on her shoulders. “Like I said, I have come to like you a great deal. I would be…happyto give you my Bonding Succour and achieve full symbiosis with you, Valerie.”
“Including the sex part?”
“Ah, well, yes.” I chuckle with a blush.
“Are we even compatible?” She is no where near as flustered about this aspect of the conversation as I am. “How do Korvis even mate?” I swallow excess saliva and my diamond pupils dilate. “Have our species ever mated before?”
“Humans and Korvians, no. But anatomically humans are similar enough to a Sacrons and female Qeknians, that I am confident that we are compatible.” She doesn’t seem convinced by that answer. “It’s all in the feeding file.” I nod to the tablet on the bed. “There is a passage specifically about the mating aspect that follows full envenomation with the Bonding Succour.” My loins stir further beneath her and she shifts on my lap. It’s obvious she can feel my arousal, and I bashfully avert my eyes. “I will go and drink some Synth-Red. You should have some breakfast and read through the files. Will two hours be enough time to consider it?”
“Sure.” She chuckled and shuffled backward to stand at the foot of the bed. “I’ll read through the files and erm…see in you a couple of hours?”
“Two, yes.” I nod and swipe my veil back up to hide the majority of my blushing cheeks. “Of course, if you have any questions, let me know.”
“Yeah, thanks.”
“Well. I’ll just…” I point to the door, nod, and flee with embarrassment. I hear her chuckle behind me, but it isn’t malicious. I smile and feel a flutter of hope in my chest. At no point did she seem horrified by the thought of mating with me. She was not outraged for more than a few seconds at the fact I could have eased her pain at any time and kept it from her. Hopefully that means she understood the ramifications, and the reason my secondary ducts were blocked.
I gag a few times on the vile and thick Synth-Red to take the edge off my hunger. I look at the clock and mentally begin a 2 hour timer. What will Valerie say? Will she refuse and insist we continue feeding as we are now? To avoid becoming addicted to my Bonding Succour, and the intense need to mate? Or…will she say yes? Am I two hours away from unblocking my secondary ducts, giving Valerie the true bite, and then…making love to her?
Chapter 19
Decision time
Valerie.
I pace as I try to decide what I’m going to do. No wonder Vrajan came in all sheepish, when he knew he was about to dropthatgrenade on my lap. I sit on the chair facing the vanity table mirror and finish off the last of my orange juice I brought back with me from the kitchen. I had a light breakfast of toast shortly after Vrajan ran off to leave me with this conundrum to deal with. I wasn’t especially hungry, but it occupied my hands for a while as it sank in what choice I was going to have to make.
Option 1, I say no. I do not give consent for a highly addictive chemical to be pumped into my body so that I become some sort of sex mad slave to Vrajan. I don’t like the idea of with anything messing with my head, or my body. I specifically agreed to this sort of contract, because Ididn’twant to end up as a concubine or sex worker. Only, option 1 also meant that I would have to accept gut wrenching, mind splitting pain three times a day for 11 months. Something that would be even harder to accept when pain relief was one bite away. At least before I thought there was no alternative to the way Vrajan fed from me. Now I know all he has to do is pop a pill and he can give me a pain free feed? It was very tempting. I’m going to have to go through rehab anyway, but at least it will be quicker and easier for me to go through if I’m not in withdrawal from his Bonding Succour.
Option 2, I say yes. For the next 11 months I will have no more pain. I’m going to have to go through rehabanyway,and although it sounds like it will be hell to be weaned off his Bonding Succour, plenty of people have done so with a full recovery. Only, there’s the slight hitch, as the pain relief comes hand-in-hand with the aphrodisiac that will make us want to have sex. And he said ‘us’. It would be in my blood, which he’s drinking, so we would have a mutual need to bump uglies.
I get up with a huff and resume pacing. My mind keeps looping back to what that might look like. What exactly is he packing? I’ve seen him wearing boxer shorts when he’s disrobed for me plenty of times now. His crotch looks, well, crotch-like. There is the usual male bulge I would expect to see on a male of most Theskian species, and when I was sat on his lap earlier he was getting aroused. I feltwhateverhe had under there getting harder and pressing against me. But what does he have? A dick? A cock that slides out of an internal pouch when aroused? Does he have a tentacle? What if he’s covered in barbs or spikes?
“Have our species ever mated before?”
“Humans and Korvians, no. But anatomically humans are similar enough to Sacrons and female Qeknians, that I am confident that we are compatible.It’s all in the feeding file. There is a passage specifically about the mating aspect that follows full envenomation with the Bonding Succour.”
I round on the bed. I’ve read the amendment contract already, and it’s straight forward. It’s just a clause that says if I sign it, I give consent for Vrajan to remove his blockers and accept the effects of the Bonding Succour on my body. Ihaven’tread the file on Korvis feeding yet. I sit on the edge of the bed and swipe my finger through it to find the passage about mating. “Oh my fucking-what isthat?!” I turn the tablet portrait, to landscape, and back again as I gawk at the anatomical drawing of male Korvian genitals. I squint and bring the tablet right up to my face to understand that I’m looking at.
No. No that doesn’t make sense. How would that even fit? Never mind would it be enjoyable once inside me? It opens at the end? I press my thighs together and chuck the tablet onto the bed behind me. I’m shaking my head and panicking. I really want to be pain free, and I think I can handle rehab at the end of the program with his financial backing. I kind oflikeSpace Dracula, and I can get on board with becoming Mina the alien vampire’s bride for 11 months. He doesn’t strike me as an asshole that would be rough in bed, aside from the blood drinking part, but…the sex itself is making me hesitate. I eye the tablet behind me warily and the thing I just saw on that diagram. Vrajan hasthatunder his pants? Really? I shudder and cup my face in my hands with my elbows on my knees. “I mean, he said Korvians have had sex with Sacrons and Qeknians before?”
I lift my face up and talk to no one nervously. I might not have dated a Sacron before, or any alien for that matter, but I did basic biology in high school, and they covered reproduction in Theskian race species. Sacrons had frills at their necks and four arms, but otherwise the men had a cock and the females had two breasts and vagina. Humans and Sacrons could date and have sex. I saw plenty of mixed species couples at high school and college growing up. They couldn’t have kids, but sex for sure. I reach behind me to swipe up the tablets and fix a determined glare at my door. I can freak out all I want about the alienappendagethe file showed me, but I have no idea how sex would work with a Korvian unless Iask. I’m not one to be squeamish or shy about sex, and even though I can tell Vrajanis?“I have to know.”
