I'd gotten away from those creatures. I'd swarm until the adrenaline left my body. Exhausted and feeling more than a little lightheaded, I'd made my way onto land.
Shaken, hungry and worn out, I'd taken shelter under a tree, similar to our whispering willows on earth.
I don't know where I'm at but I know that it isn't the planet where I'm from. I'd been shopping at the market was the last thing that I remember, before waking up in some cave.
I'd found others that had the same experience, we must have been drugged. But we were all in the same boat, something was hunting and picking us off one by one.
Creatures similar to us, but not like us. Large reptilian like monsters that intrigued me more than frightened me.
I'd been spared, the only one left of my makeshift team. Captured, placed on an aircraft and presented before what seemed to be a leader, I guess.
I was shocked to hear him speak my language, guttural and yet perfectly fluent.
It was nice of him to let me bathe, or attempt to, as I'd put as much distance as I could between him, his people and me.
Sleeping fitfully under the protection of the tree, I'd dreamt of my family and my fur baby Mika. I miss them...
Awakened by a hand over my mouth, I'm pulled up and away from my safe haven.
"Oof...!" The abrupt welcome back from dreamland is distressing.
In the darkness I'm blind as I wait for my eyes to adjust.
Pressed against my attacker's hard torso, I claw at the hand covering my mouth.
Dragged backward I plant my feet into the dirt to try to stop our progression.
A low warning growl in response puts a stop to that.
Running my hand along its arm, I know that it's one of them and give up on my fight to get away.
I've been manhandled by these beings on more than one occasion and it almost cost me my life.
Letting it lead me, I can hear the sound of running water and hope blooms and then dies when I feel a sharp pain in my side.
I'm released, my hands make contact with something sharp sticking out of my stomach. In a state of shock, I turn to face my attacker.
By the light of the three moons, I see it.
In a daze, I can hear it's words. They're directed at someone else, a language that I don't speak.
They're there, more than one. I don't dare confirm it but I can feel them.
In disbelief that this is it, that I'll not see my family again, I hazard a glance at my injury and collapse from the trauma of it all.
I awaken to the sounds of... nothing. It's deathly quiet, and bright.
I'm on something soft and fluffy, and stretching I roll over and a ceiling greets my eyes.
It was all a bad dream. Smiling contentedly, I take a deep breath and sit up.
The sight of something that looks to be edible and a container on a table, forces a rumble from my stomach.
I'm starving and insanely thirsty all of a sudden and attack it like a maniac.
It's strange, an exotic fruit but delicious. Surveying the room while I'm gobbling up the food, it dawns on me that I don't recognize this room.
Still munching happily the sounds of lips smacking and hungry gulps of a spicy drink comes to an abrupt end, when one of those creatures from my dream enters the room.
My grip on the drink pouch tightens as we stare at each other. I guess I wasn't dreaming.
"I wouldn't drink to much of that."
Do they all speak english?
"Where am I and who are..." Oh my god. My body seems to radiate which a heightened sensitivity and warmth.
"My lips part and a small breath of air escapes on a whisper. Nothing else matters except the need to quell the ache that's started between my thighs.
Clad only in my bra and panties my fingers start an exploration on their own.
Leaving a trail of fire in their wake as they make their way agonizingly slowly downwards, I revel in the tingling pleasure.
The pouch is removed from my clutches by the man-like being, and my inspection immediately turns to his body.
The texture of his skin's rough and incites a spark of excitement that sends a jolt to my lower region.
My examination is stopped as soon as it started.
My wrists in his hands, the long talon like nails were intimidating before are a turn on now.
I wonder what they would feel like as they gently teased my body.
"You've had to much to drink. It's a stimulant, do you understand?"
Yeah, I do. I understand that I need something that only a man can provide. Or in this case, a man-like creature.
Trying to remove myself from his hold, my heart rate's increased and a beat, steady and consistent has me squeezing my legs together.
I don't know how I ended up back on the fluffy softness but he's atop me with my arms above my head.
My legs open and instinctively go around his waist. YES! I'm into the kinky and the weird.
He's busy binding my hands to the wall, as the anticipation builds.
Grinding my groin against the cloth covering of his sex, he rises and not in the way that I had hoped.
"By sunset you should be well again."
Wait... what?
Twisting and turning I try to break my bonds. My body's aflame with a scorching need and my suitor of choice denies me.
He leaves me in a state of anger and agitation.
