The Alien’s Leash, Hot *NEW* Pet Play Erotic Romance

He gripped her easily, one large hand around her hip, the other around her thigh.

“Easy, pet,” he drawled. “There’s nowhere to run.”

His words turned out to be true. He held her in place and began to speak as he continued his examination of her sex, his fingers stroking her outer labia with a gentle touch.

“You are a fine specimen,” he murmured. “Unlike many creatures from your planet, or women on this one, you are fertile twelve times a lunar year and able to become aroused at any time. In fact, unlike the women of this planet, whose cycles are linked to a slower sun and who only become interested in intercourse once in a very rare while, you are hyper-sexed. Before the tragedies which befell Earth, it is almost certain you would have been mated well over a hundred times by now, likely by several partners.”

He spoke in scientific terms, but there was nothing scientific about his touch. It was animal and it made her feel more animal too.

“You must be so frustrated,” he murmured. “To be in the bloom of your womanhood and to have never been touched this way before. It’s not fair, is it.”

“I have touched… myself.” She used her words for the first time to make the admission.

He chuckled softly. “I imagine you have. I imagine you have rutted against everything you could, pushed toys inside yourself perhaps, but nothing as wide or as satisfying as the hard male flesh you need to spear between these lips.”

Tara let out a little moan, her legs spreading for his touch.

“You need to be played with, don’t you, pet?” His large hand stayed between her thighs, two thick fingers brushing lightly over her lower lips, coaxing the liquid of desire out from within her. It was a gentle and skillful stimulation which did not overwhelm, but rather enticed her toward further arousal. His words were like a song, delivered in a soft growl which put her into an erotic haze as his fingers found the little button at the apex of her lips and began to roll softly around it. She was wet, and he was using her juices to pleasure her.

“Some pets can be left for a long time without much in the way of attention. But not you. You need to be mated often. You need to reach climax daily to truly blossom. And you need to be filled here…” his index and ring finger parted her lower lips and the pad of his middle finger found the wet entrance to her body.

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Lord Kyren Cirrus has spent years collecting unique and interesting creatures from across the galaxy, but the moment twenty-year-old Tara Dyrek is delivered to him he knows she will not be just another specimen to study. This beautiful, feisty little human will be much more than that. She will be his pet.

Tara is none too pleased to have been captured, caged like an animal, and taken to a far-off world, but her protests are ignored and soon enough she is blushing crimson as she is thoroughly and intimately examined, then brought to a shameful climax by Kyren’s skillful ministrations.

Her new master makes it clear that he will expect obedience from his pet, and when she attempts an escape he quickly proves more than willing to bare her bottom for a painful, embarrassing spanking. The strict punishment leaves Tara burning with need, and Kyren wastes no time in claiming her and mastering her body completely.

It isn’t long before Tara begins to enjoy her new life, but when she catches the eye of a powerful government official and he tries to take her for himself, will Kyren do whatever is necessary to keep his beloved pet?

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Buying Trouble, PT 7: Naughty Girl On Public Display

“Ohhhhhhwww!” Eris complained as her master’s palm beat a brisk tattoo across her butt. This was nothing like when the gross slaver had spanked her. Everything about it felt different, the hard lines of his mercenary frame in particular. As she squirmed back against him in an effort to use his body to shield her butt from his palm, she felt a hard ridge pressing against her hip. If that was his cock, he was exceptionally endowed. Her eyes widened and she turned her head to look back at him, still crying out with every slap he dealt to her cheeks.

“Apologize.”

He ground the word out, his voice deep and resonant and commanding.

“Sorry!” Eris squeaked. It didn’t feel as though she’d had any choice in the matter. When this man wanted something – it happened.

He kept a hold of her, pinning her back against her body as she squirmed her hot bottom. He had not spanked her long, but he had spanked her hard enough to make her skin sting with a hot blush of heat. Her skirt had ridden up over her waist, exposing her red bare cheeks and the mound between them. She was wet. And not just because he had spanked her and made her half naked before throngs of people. She had been getting progressively wetter since she met him. He had a kind of attractiveness she’d never encountered before, a quiet, intense, powerful kind which made her want to know him, and made her want him to know her.

The mercenary’s palm remained on her bottom, then slid around and down. His fingers found her dewy slit and Eris gasped as he ran the pad of his middle finger across the dripping seam of her lips. Keep reading…