“I’ve whipped her, don’t worry about that. That’s not what concerns me. What concerns me is that punishment didn’t make much of an impact on her.”
“Probably. The easiest thing to do would be to put her back and get one from the more modern colonies. They’re much more tame.”
“But I like this one.”
“Then be prepared to whip her ass until she obeys you. See, humans are as close to animals as any sentient being can be, but they think they’re civilized. That means they’re arrogant and caught in the notion that they are our equals.”
“That’s not possible. One cursory glance at our relative physical stature, if nothing else, would surely convince them otherwise. They don’t even have time travel yet. I overheard some of them arguing if they had even gone to their own moon. They’re primitive by almost any standard one could care to apply.”
Archon was nodding along, and a broad smile spread across his face as he made the next statement.
“They actually think they are the most advanced species in the universe.”
Dominax threw back his head and laughed for a very long time. “But they’re so small, so weak, so limited.”
“They don’t see it in themselves,” Archon smiled. “Their most dearly held belief, even to the weakest among them, is that they are the strongest beings in all creation. They become incredibly offended if you point out their shortcomings, biologically and technologically.”
“This will be amusing, then,” Dominax said. “It does explain a great deal of her behavior. She’s not submitting to me, because it doesn’t occur to her that she should submit to anyone, or anything, is that it?”
“Probably. Fortunately, humans do have a very submissive streak, especially the females. It is baked into their DNA due to their herd nature and a history of brutal violence. Show that you are strong, and she will follow, even if it seems she loathes you for it. Even if she does loathe you for it. My mate hated me the entire time I was hunting her down. It made for a very stimulating conquest.”
“And how is a human to be conquered?” Dominax was fairly certain he knew the answer, but he wanted to hear it from Archon’s mouth.
“Fuck her hard. Fuck her long. Fuck her pussy, her ass, her mouth. Make sure she knows that every single hole she has belongs to you. It is impossible to be too dominant with a human.”
Encouraged by Archon’s thoughts on the matter, Dominax nodded in agreement.
“So then, I should simply enjoy the process of taming her, understanding that she has to fight, and that she is also destined to lose that battle, because she doesn’t truly want to win it,” Dominax said.
“More or less, yes. Of course, I haven’t met the human you’ve decided to make your pet. She may be unique in some fashion.”
“I believe she is unique in every fashion,” Dominax replied. “In a crowd of hundreds of humans, she stood out among them all. Though, I don’t think she is different because she isn’t a candidate for carnal captivity, but because she was made for it. I hope to one day show her to you, properly tamed and upon my leash.”
“It is only a matter of time and will,” Archon replied. “Good luck!”
6 Dirty Discipline
Katie woke up alone.
She was aching inside and out from the consequences of defying a king. The humiliation of being spanked by Dominax had not yet dissipated, nor had the physical sensations. Her pussy throbbed with the memory of having been taken thoroughly, and her ass was periodically stinging and twitching with the memory of the hard slaps which had rained down on her ass.
She sat up and looked around. The room was large, but there was no sign of Dominax anywhere in it. She felt a small amount of relief at that. She wasn’t sure she had herself together enough to talk to him.
Pushing back the blankets, Katie did a cursory escape check. She assumed the main doors into the bedroom would be locked and guarded, and when she tried them, they were definitely locked. So there was that.
She walked out onto the deck, or whatever it was they called this thing. A roost? A perch? A balcony? Some combination of the three, or maybe none of them. There was no escaping this place anymore — not that she had tried to escape it in the first place. She’d tried to get some food and earned herself a spanking in the process.
“So fucking unfair,” she muttered to herself, crossing her arms over her chest. “So fucking weird.”
This was stranger than anything she had ever imagined she would encounter, but it was happening, so she guessed she was going to have to get with the program. Apparently, she wasn’t going to live her life on Earth as she’d planned. She wasn’t going to graduate from college. She wasn’t going to meet a nice guy and have some babies and buy a house. She was going to be the pet of a winged king on a lava planet.