"GET UP!"

Natsumi was startled by the thundering voice. Her eyes thrashed around in her head, looking for the source. Giroro stood a short distance away from when Natsumi sat and had slept. He was tossing an apple core into a pile forming on the opposite side of the room. Natsumi shifted her arms in the restraints to get the blood flowing normally again.

"You've been asleep for long enough." Giroro once again stood on her chair and removed the gag. "Have you decided whether or not to obey?"

Natsumi had decided. She spent hours from the night before contemplating it. In fact she was so lost in thought that she wasn't sure when she fell asleep. After looking hard at both options; to either become a slave or become his toy; she decided she would rather lose her purity than her heart. Who was to say that she wouldn't face it as a slave later down the road anyway? She would not give in, she would not succumb to their kind.

"You do not own me. I won't bow to you or your race." Natsumi spoke as loud as she could but her throat was still bone dry.

"Very well then. You have made your choice." He muttered his words and then replaced the gag in her mouth. Giroro then hopped down from her chair, making his way to the wall of toys and gizmos. He grabbed his selection, a cylindrical device made of some sort of rubber or latex. It had a rounded end shaped almost like an egg. Natsumi flinched when she saw it.

Giroro turned the item over in his hands making sure that he made the right decision. When he approved it for his task, he walked back over to the chair and pressed a button that rested on the side of the dark seat. A few whirs and clicks of gears sounded from below Natsumi. Soon the chair began shifting. The bottom was sliding out away from the wall as the back glided down against the wall. The binding around Natsumi's wrists gave more length so her torso could follow along with the chair. When it was settled a couple more beams of restraint strapped around Natsumi's arms, forcing her to lay down on the chair.

"Now we can begin." Giroro jumped onto the transformed surface. his eyes glazed over her soft skin imagining what he wanted to do to it. The cuts were starting heal and scab over but weren't a big distraction from her feminine curves. "I don't actually know everything about a Pekoponian body. So let's do some tests."

Giroro stroked his fingers along the center of her stomach up towards her chest. Her skin tingled as he drew closer to her breasts. Goosebumps decorated her skin. Giroro was intrigued by this odd reaction. He then ghosted his fingers over her left breast and twirled one over her nipple. Natsumi couldn't help but shiver and give small whimpers. Her body was overflowing with a buzzing sensation.

Natsumi's breath picked up in pace and volume. She kept her eyes closed as the alien performed his experiments on her. Giroro on the other hand held his breath in, interested in her body but confused on the warmth growing inside him. He tried to ignore the feeling as his fingers trailed down her core again. He gently pet her vagina, this time earning an even louder gasp. He discovered that her cries built an urge inside him as the warmth began to burn.

As Giroro's fingers slid gently into the opening, several more tears slid from Natsumi's eyes. He repositioned himself to see the area more effectively. Using his fingers to part the folds, Giroro could find her clitoris. He gently flicked it and savored Natsumi's cry. Against her wishes her body began to respond as if she volunteered for the treatment. Her vagina was widening and began to moisten, waiting for more teasers.

Giroro took one more look at the toy in his hand before carefully sliding it inside of her opening. Natsumi yelped as it went further and further. It was a tight fit and it was only a medium sized toy. There were larger ones that Giroro could have chosen. Shortly Giroro found that it seemed to have caught on something. He pushed it slightly, hoping to get it free again. Natsumi shook her head knowing exactly what he had run into. If he pushed any harder it would break.

Just as she had predicted, Giroro broke through her hymen. Natsumi screamed at the pain. Shortly after it subsided Giroro could smell metal amongst her strong scent. He slipped his toy out to find a small hint of blood.

"I wonder if this is normal for Pekoponians." Giroro thought aloud. He soon decided that it was a very minimal amount and the wound inside couldn't be of any danger to her or his torture session. He slipped the rubbery device back inside her a bit rougher than the last time. This stirred another sharp cry from Natsumi.

As Giroro continued to slide the toy into her and discovering just how long the inside of a female Pekoponian is, he began to get lost in her scent. It was completely new to him. it wasn't the same as the rest of her, not one hint of the flowery fragrance she bore. This was almost a meaty scent, something much more primal. It almost reminded him of a Pekoponian dish he tried once. He couldn't remember if it was cow flesh or fish but he did recall how much he enjoyed it, only this scent enticed a strange new desire within him.

Soon curiosity grew beyond his control, and he lowered his head. Having already come this far and gotten this close he ignored his conscience and placed his mouth against Natsumi's clitoris. His head rushed with energy as he tasted her sweet skin. Her gasps threw him into a craze. Now that he had the taste he couldn't stop. He pulled out his chosen rubber toy and slid his tongue in it's place.

Natsumi cried as he did this. She had to fight against the instinct to give in. She tried to clench her jaw and bit down on the gag in her mouth as the warm and strange tingles coursed through her. Giroro's long tongue traced along the walls of her core, taking in every last sweet sensation he could. Before long he was lost in the taste and had been swept up by the wave of lust. The warmth inside him had turned into a fire, urging him to take her. Whispering to him with luring words.

The seductive sensation brought out a side of Giroro he never knew. The only thing that could pull his attention away from her sweet taste was the tension growing in his own forbidden region. He looked to find that his member had begun to peek out of the protective skin that hid it from everyone else. It throbbed as it reached further for the warmth of Natsumi's insides.

Do it! One voice commanded in Giroro's head.

It was all he needed to push him over the edge of clear and rational thought. Giroro slid his member into Natsumi's core. He closed his eyes as he felt the tight sensation. His member grew to its full thickness and length. Natsumi cried knowing that he had finally entered her. There was only one more thing that could defile her body even more and she prayed he never got that far.

Giroro took his time in pulling out and pushing back in. It was an indescribable feeling that sent an addicting burning warmth throughout his body. His fingers were placed just above of her pelvic bone, holding on as best as they could as he picked up the pace. He began to thrust harder and faster into Natsumi. Her yelps and whimpers were soon joined with his deep grunts. Giroro never expected to feel anything this good. The burning fire of lust inside him reached his skin but couldn't compare to Natsumi's hot core.

His breathing became loud as well as his moans. He could feel a surge of something strange rise inside his body. Before he could figure out what was happening to him an explosion of bliss burst through and into Natsumi. The bound girl cried as her fear became reality. Giroro had released inside of her.

After he thrust a couple more times to be sure it was done, he slipped himself out and sat down. As he exhaled he looked into Natsumi's eyes, where instead of a destroyed soul, he found her burning eyes of vexing hate and determination shining through her tears. He was shocked by the look he saw. This girl was like no other Giroro had ever met, and he had seen many species and races conquered by his kind. Most of them would often submit immediately when their world was taken over, whilst the wills of others would break during imprisonment or even torture.

This girl, this one Pekoponian female had defied all logic Giroro had ever known when it came to making prisoners submit. Even when most would become broken or even go insane, she still fights. There was literally nothing left he could do to this girl, she had an unbreakable will, truly a one-of-a-kind being. She, who was like no other intrigued the brave and strong Keronian soldier. He wondered if even he would last as long as she has in a battle of wills. She was truly a force to behold, and an enemy not many could defeat, and he admired that about her.

-To Be Continued…