Deep Penetration; Alien Breeders I (29 page)

Koryn wasn’t in a hell of a lot better
state.

They left her to ‘rest’ for an hour
and then Tariq took Koryn’s place on the bed. “Get me a glass of
ice. I think I’ve grasped the process.”

Emerald’s chin wobbled, but she
clamped her jaws tightly. Despite the ice, Tariq managed to get her
to her peak faster. Even holding her there a little longer than
Koryn had, he succeeded in carrying her up and down six times
before Koryn called the time.

Koryn got up and stretched. “I need to
go the lab for a bit.”

“
If you aren’t back in
hour, I’ll put her in the chair for the next session,” Tariq
responded and then focused on Emerald. She was still in position he
saw with satisfaction. “You may rest.”

She curled up into a tight ball,
shivering. He hesitated and finally pulled the covers over her in
case she was actually cold and not merely shivering in reaction. He
was mildly irritated but not really surprised when Koryn failed to
show at the correct time. He succumbed readily to his scientific
interests and was prone to lose track of time. Deciding it wasn’t a
bad thing since it would keep Emerald off kilter, he turned in his
chair. “Go get in the chair, Em.”

She pushed the covers back and slipped
off the bed readily enough, but he saw that she was in no hurry to
reach the chair. Still, she didn’t make her reluctance obvious
enough that he felt compelled to call her on it. He got up and
followed her. She didn’t simply ‘assume the position’ as she had
when he’d sent her to the bed, but she didn’t resist when he moved
her arms and legs into position and manacled them or squirm when he
moved around to secure her belt to the chair. He might’ve forgotten
the gag except that when he flicked a glance at her face her eyes
were already swimming with tears. Bracing himself, he put the gag
on her and positioned the chair. It took him nearly ten minutes to
stimulate her enough to produce the moisture he thought necessary
to insert the dildo. Once he got it going, however, he managed to
peak her out in only a few moments. Deciding she’d offered enough
resistance to warrant it, he set her start time when he reached his
chair again rather than allowing the time it had taken to get her
going as part of the session as he usually did.

Koryn made it back about
halfway through the session and moved to stand at the foot of the
chair, watching the dildo pound into her. Tariq joined him after a
few minutes.
“It occurs to me that we’re
damned predictable,”
Koryn
murmured.
“We always set the same
speed.”

Tariq shrugged.
“It’s a machine. I suppose it could be set to
vary the depth and speed and angle just like we do, but I’m not
that familiar with it. In any case, it maintains her at her peak
and I think that’s the important thing.”

“
Unless it could take her
to a higher peak,”
Koryn said.
“It would be more of a test if it did.
Familiarity breeds contempt. We need to consider it a possibility
that that’s why she stopped resisting—not because she’s cowed but
because she’s grown accustomed to it.”

Tariq considered it and
finally stepped forward, adjusting the speed until it was driving
into her so hard and fast it was jolting her entire body. The
incessant moans against the gag became keen cries almost instantly.
They could see she was convulsing harder than before.
“I guess you were right. She seems to have
reached a higher peak.”

Tariq left to check the time after a
few minutes. When he came back, he watched the pumping bio-cock for
a few moments and then moved around to check on Emerald’s progress.
Tears were streaming from her eyes and her cries had grown hoarser,
but he thought she was alright.

“
What’s the count?” Koryn
asked.

“
She had another fifteen
minutes when I checked. I didn’t start the count, though, until I
finally got her to peak. She didn’t offer any overt resistance, but
I had a hell of a time getting her up there to start
with.”

“
Maybe we can cut that if
we stimulate her together the next time.”

“
Maybe. She might be more
resistant after this.” He left to check the time again. “You can
shut it down. It’s been fifteen.”

Koryn shut it down. “Did it come with
instructions?”

“
In the storage room,”
Tariq responded absently. “Unless the cleaning droid got
it.”

Koryn disappeared into the storage
room and returned a few minutes later. Settling in the chair at the
table, he read the instructions. “This says that the nerve bundle
that controls orgasm is located at the front of her channel and
that adjusting the angle can help achieve climax
faster.”

“
I knew that,” Tariq said
dryly.

“
Yes, but I think I can
adjust the angle to make it easier to get her there—whether she
resists or not.”

“
As big as that thing is,
it can’t miss much whatever the angle of penetration.”

“
We can try it, though.
What’s the time?”

Tariq paused and glanced
at the clock. “It’s time. It doesn’t seem like an hour.” He
discovered when he reached the chair that Koryn was already there,
fiddling with the chair’s position. When he’d angled it to curl
Emerald’s hips upward at a slight angle, he studied her
thoughtfully.
“We should do the ice. She’s
still hot and we aren’t going to keep her off kilter like
that.”

Tariq shrugged and Koryn left,
returning a few minutes later with the ice. She jerked all over
when he applied it but she tensed instead of struggling against her
bonds. Tariq was skeptical. It seemed to him that Koryn had only
insured that it was going to take longer, regardless of whether
there were two of them stimulating her or not. As soon as he tested
and found a little moisture, however, he started the dildo. She
shuddered all over when it had fully penetrated. Another shudder
went through her as it slowly retreated.

A little surprised, Tariq focused on
stimulating her breasts and clit as the dildo detected enough
moisture to increase its pace. She peaked within moments. He
stepped back, watching and then adjusted the speed to the number of
reps per minute that he usually set it. Koryn headed for the door
when he moved to his desk to note the time. “I’m going by my lab.
I’ll bring food when I come back.”

Nodding absently, Tariq returned and
reset the speed, increasing it until it was pounding into her as it
had before. He left it at that speed for thirty minutes, reduced it
to the ‘norm’ for fifteen and then increased it again. When she’d
been in session precisely an hour, he crossed the room and turned
the machine off. Adjusting the chair into the rest position, he
unfastened her manacles. “Go lie down and rest.”

Her legs promptly gave out when she
stood up. Consternation filled him but he bent down, scooped her
up, and carried her to the bed. She’d been sleeping nearly an hour
by the time Koryn made it back again. Irritated since he was
hungry, he got up and went to the table, carefully separating the
portions to divide it between him and Emerald. Since she was still
asleep, he decided to let her rest a few more minutes and eat. He
got up as soon as he finished and went to the bed to shake her
awake. “Come sit with me and eat, baby.”

Her eyes were glazed and
unfocused.

“
Maybe you should go to
the bathroom and relieve yourself and freshen up first.”

She staggered off the bed and stumbled
toward the bathroom.

“
Wobbly,” Koryn
commented.

“
Yes, well we did set the
speed higher,”
Tariq said dryly.
“It took a lot more out of her than she’s used
to.”

“
I thought the idea was to
keep off kilter today so that we could see how well she
behaved.”

“
I didn’t say it wasn’t. I
agreed that it was good idea to test her. I’m just saying it’s been
harder on her.”

“
Which means the next time
we send her to the chair we’ll discover just how docile she
is.”

“
I think so. We’ll give
her a break for a couple of sessions and then send her
back.”

“
One or three. Two makes a
familiar rhythm.”

“
Alright one. I’ll start
since you did last time and then I’ll send to the chair. One
session there, back to the bed and then back to the
chair.”

She was more alert and stable when she
returned from the bathroom but clearly not particularly hungry.
Tariq kept insisting until he decided she’d had enough and then
sent her to the bed. As before, she assumed the position without
having to be told. Tariq decided not to allow her as much time to
stew over it as they had before and got up to get a glass of
ice.

She swallowed audibly when she saw it,
but she lay perfectly still—or as still as she could mange
throughout his session. She looked so upset when he told her to go
to the chair after her brief rest that he fully expected
resistance. She surprised him again, staring tearfully at the
ceiling but otherwise completely compliant.

She looked dazed and confused when
they released her from the chair and Tariq had to help her to the
bed, but she behaved beautifully. She didn’t try to bite Koryn when
he told her to bring him off with her mouth and she lay still while
he teased her mercilessly. She burst into tears and sobbed like a
child when Tariq sent her to the chair again, but she didn’t try to
struggle.

Tariq thought he was nearly as rung
out from her testing as she was—not as miserable or as exhausted,
but on edge from her weeping. When she’d eaten, he sent her to bed
and left his quarters to try to calm his frayed nerves.

“
That was hellish,” Koryn
commented, joining him. “I figured you would be out
here.”

Tariq swallowed with an effort. “So
what’s your assessment?”

“
I think she’s as ready as
she’ll ever be.”

Tariq hesitated. “You don’t think
we’ve … broken her?”

Koryn considered it. “No. I think
we’ve pushed her to her lowest ebb, but I don’t think we’ve broken
her. I think she could spring back a lot faster than you realize.
It wouldn’t hurt to reward her. She needs to know that she’ll be
rewarded for behaving just as much as she needs to know there’ll be
punishment when she doesn’t.”

“
If I breed her and she
‘springs back’ we’re going to have trouble.”

“
Not necessarily. We’ll
just have to be a lot more careful in punishing her when she needs
it.”

Tariq nodded a little jerkily. “I’m
going to breed her tonight.”

Koryn felt his chest tighten with a
mixture of pain and anger and even anticipation as it flickered
through his mind that he could have her, too.

He just couldn’t breed her.

“
I think it’s time,” he
managed to say finally.

Despite his own distress over it,
Koryn almost felt sorry for Tariq when he caught a glimpse of his
face in the moonlight. He’d never seen that look on Tariq’s face
before and it took him a few moments to figure out what it was. He
was … afraid. “You won’t hurt her,” he said after a
moment.

Tariq flicked an uncertain look at
him.

“
She isn’t the first human
to be bred by an Anunnaki man. I know it’s almost as … unnerving
that they’re so small compared to us … and what we’re used to as it
is fascinating, but they’re sturdy stock. Besides, the bio-cock has
accustomed her to something at least close to your
size.”

“
A lot of them died,” he
muttered.

Koryn felt a twinge of some of same
fear he didn’t doubt Tariq was feeling. “They died when their own
impregnated them, too. They didn’t have the resistance to disease
they have now, or the nutrition, or the understanding of medicine
we have. There’s no data suggesting there would be any problems
using them as breeders or we wouldn’t have been sent to get
them.”

He looked unconvinced, but he turned
and reentered the ship, striding briskly away. “Be careful with
her,” Koryn muttered. “I’d hate to get my ass kicked trying to kick
yours.”

* * * *

When Tariq reached his quarters and
crossed to the bed, he saw that Emerald appeared to be sleeping.
The doubts that had been circling his mind instantly rose to the
forefront again and he considered whether he even wanted to wake
her or not. Ruefully, he realized as soon as he sat down that his
cock was in no doubt. It had been fully erect or semi-erect from
the moment he’d begun considering breeding her. He discovered when
he’d removed his boots and stood to shrug out of his uniform, that
she’d awakened or she hadn’t actually been asleep at all. She
watched him as he undressed.

He couldn’t tell what might be running
through her mind, but it was enough that she watched him to make
his heart speed up and his breath ragged. He settled carefully
beside her and pushed the covers back so that he could study the
form he found so breathtakingly beautiful. The moment he cupped her
breast, however, she tried to assume the position.

“
No,” he said, his voice
more harsh than he’d intended. “Not tonight. I want you to touch me
while I touch you.”