Alien Invasion

"Please leave me, please. I am begging you. Just go, I promise I won't tell anyone about this, not ever. Whatever you needed to do or prove you've done, please just stop hurting me and go."

My answer is clear and without words. I take hold of her mind and make her reach up to caress my cock lovingly. All I do is control her hand, I do nothing to affect her mind. The revulsion swells inside her and I let it wash over me.

"No, please, I can't take it any more. I hurt so much. You're going to kill me."

I laugh coldly. "Of course I'm not. I don't want to kill you, if you are dead you cannot bear my child. I only want to hurt you and humiliate you."

She lowers her face to the mattress as though hiding from what her hand is doing.

"Bastard."

"Possibly."

"Monster."

"In your eyes, yes."

"I hate you."

"Do you believe that will stop me? Do you believe anything will stop me?"

She sobs and groans, "No."

"Good girl."

In her mind I feel a sudden surge of joy at the praise, immediately buried under a wash of shame and degradation. Her loving attention to my cock has the desired result, I am now growing hard and ready for her again. When she feels it happening she looks at me, "Please don't, please don't, I can't take it. I swear I can't. It hurts."

I push her hand away and swing my feet to the floor. "We'll do this a little differently," I tell her. "When I fucked you before I made sure that you enjoyed it, but this time I'll just make sure it hurts."

"NOOOO" she screams in horror and I grab the back of her neck and drag her across the floor to the window. I drag her to her feet and press her face against the glass. She continues to protest as I push her legs apart and position myself behind her so I can grind my cock against her cunt.

"Ready, darling? I hope someone can see what a good little cunt you are." I whisper cruelly and begin to thrust in hard. I push my mind into hers at the same time, letting myself float in the pain of her abused cunt, in the shame, rage and humiliation. I make no changes in her perception and I make no attempt to give her any pleasure. I grab her hair, pull her head back and slam her forehead into the glass. She presses her hands against the glass, trying to steady herself as my ferocious thrusts lift her onto her toes.

As I pound her cunt I whisper "What do you want to do next, darling? Shall we go down to the pool and fuck in the water? Would you like to suck my cock in the restaurant?"

Her only answer are incoherent grunts as I continue using her savagely. I offer other suggestions, each an idea I picked from her own mind as something that was appalling to her. The pleasure of my climax was exquisite and so overpowering I bit her shoulder hard enough to draw blood. She doesn't even notice, and when I release her she drops to the floor in a semi-conscious lump. It occurs to me that she will need time to recover. But really, what else is she good for?

Actually, a break is not a bad idea, so while she lays there I call room service and order club sandwiches for us both, along with beer. I grab the waiter's perception before I open the door. He puts the food on the desk and lets me sign the bill without taking any notice of either my nakedness or the naked woman laying on the floor. For a moment I consider letting him have her, but I decide I am not in a sharing mood so I send him on his way with an imaginary tip.

I enjoy the sandwich almost as much as I enjoy the disjointed emotions running through her mind. By the time I am finishing eating she is beginning to stir painfully.

"You should eat, darling, we have a long night ahead of us."

"fuck you," she mutters.

"You just did, are you ready again already?"

"I hate you"

"You're repeating yourself, it's getting boring. Try to think of something more original to say while you sleep." I reach into her mind and she collapses to the floor.

I close the hotel room door and make sure my clothes are straight before walking to the elevator and pressing the call button. That was an interesting encounter. Alien's invading Earth by impregnating Earth's women? Some of the men I've encountered have had unusual fantasies, but that one was unnerving, mainly because it was so close to the truth. Of course, I'm not trying to get pregnant by the men I seduce, I (and the others like me) are just accumulating their DNA, but still. Eerily similar.

The sadistic side of his fantasy was less unusual, a high percentage of Earth's men would like to see themselves that way, usually the ones with over-bearing, controlling wives. So I supply the fantasy while I get what I need from them, then leave them with an especially vivid dream. An equitable arrangement for us both.

I'm not sure why the Queen has decided to take this planet, nor why she wants samples of the natives DNA or what she plans to do with it. But I am just a drone, not a thinker, so I obey the orders that I am given. It is not all bad, though. We were told we could have as many of the natives as we wanted after the invasion. I am looking forward to that. Some of the ideas I have seen in these men's minds have been intriguing. I will enjoy trying them all. They will not, but I will.