There Are Orgasms in Space

"This female has climaxed, Sir..."

"Good female." He didn't say "reward" this time, but she knew what it was just that when she felt the buzz. It only lasted as long as the first time he rewarded her, however, like it had been reset when she came. That was ok. She would do whatever it took to earn another orgasm.

The wall opened beside them, and the alien above her turned towards it. "Come, female." He pointed to the spot to his right, just behind his heels. She pulled herself off of the floor and took the position. With a "Good Female" she felt the buzz begin, double in time from the first.

He didn't give her an opportunity to enjoy it, because he began to walk. And his long, nimble legs carried him quickly, and his long, winding tail flicked side to side as he walked, brushing against her rear and back. She struggled to keep up, clenching her teeth to control the pleasure that threatened to make her melt. But after a few seconds, it stopped.

She crawled after him, focusing on moving on her hands and knees quickly. She didn't pay attention to where they were headed until they arrived.

She stopped short on the threshold, and her companion got a bit ahead of her. He didn't like that very much, and a painful shock punished her clit. With a yelp, she jerked forward, moving close to his leg.

A part of her mind drifted, and she wondered how he was initiating the device in her genitals. She never saw an indication. Perhaps it was the voice in the walls, not him.

"It is raw, but responsive." came an ambiguous voice from a circular seating area. "How old is it?"

"The female is 4 days old." her handler responded.

Days? No... Lucy was in her 20s. Perhaps they just went by when she woke up. So her count of her days in captivity was accurate.

"That is much faster than some of the others." said the voice. Lucy peered around the man's leg.

Sitting with one leg crossed over the other, a creature sat. Her eyes widened. It looked, human. 5 fingers, a mop of brown hair, a goatee. He wore shades over his eyes. He was so... Familiar.

She leaned forward on her hands around his leg, her mouth hanging open.

"Hey..." She whispered, then her voice raised. "Hey! You're human, like m--" she was cut off and yelped as he was corrected. Instead of one sharp snap like usual, it dragged out for a few seconds and she found herself on her bum with her hand clamped between her legs.

Tears welled in her eyes.

"The female should not speak. Understood, female?" The one who had escorted her peered down with his eyes wide and accusatory.

Lucy whimpered. "Yes Sir."

Her attention was drawn by the human man sitting on the couch then.

"Come, female."

She sat up, and though she wanted that pleasure that had been promised for obedience, she was apprehensive. She would rather not get punished and she didn't know what he would do.

Lucy crawled towards him, and when she arrived between his knees she was met with the usual pleasure between her legs she moaned.

"Listen to that." The man said, his lips drawing up at the corners, amused. "Now that's a pretty sound." He reached up to his shades and pulled them away.

He wasn't human! His eyes were almond shaped, lined heavily in black. But it didn't look like makeup, just dark pigment. The irises in shades of blue and green like a marble. His pupils were large, like a cat in play. It was unnerving to look at.

"I am distantly related to the species of Earth. But no, we are not the same." He smirked. "I am looking for a pet, little female. That is why I am here."

She noted the elongated canines behind his lips. But he had not asked a question. So she bit her lip and said nothing, only took in his face.

He chuckled. "Quick learner." He praised. And she was rewarded for her silence.

By her count, and since she was already sensative from one orgasm, this is the one that would make her orgasm. But it wouldn't go on long enough. It would stop. And it would reset when she came. She wanted a longer, drawn out orgasm.

Since she'd come once already, this one came on faster than the last. It took every fiber in her being to hold it off. She clenched her teeth and groaned, doubling over and fighting to urge to release.

When it stopped, she felt her cunt throbbing in desperation, and her body was trembling.

"Did you orgasm, female?" The man in front of her asked. This one was actually curious.

"N-no Sir."

"It looked like you wanted to. Was it not enough?"

She looked up at him. "I wanted to wait, Sir."

"Why?"

"E-each time the reward duration doubles." She whispered, hoping they wouldn't punish her for this insight. "And last time when I orgasmed, it reset. S-so I wanted to enjoy a longer limit next time."

She flinched when he raised his brow. Then he burst out laughing. "Clever pet!" He said loudly. "Then I would like to play a game. Would you like to play a game, female?"

She took a deep breath. A game... How could it hurt? If she played well, she may be rewarded. Slowly, she nodded, hesitant. "Y-yeah."

With a raise of his brow over those strange eyes, she received another shock. She hissed through her teeth.

"Yes Sir or No Sir."

"Yes Sir."

"I'm going to give you pleasure at default. And when you get close, I want you to tell me. And then when you get ready to come, I want you to tell me. But you are not permitted. Do you understand?"

Lucy gulped and glanced back at her escort. The humanoid man in front of her cleared his throat, and her attention snapped back to him.

"Yes Sir, I understand..." she whispered.

"Would you like to play?"

Lucy swallowed heavily, and bit her lip.

"Let me say, [i]the female[/i]..." he put extra emphasis on the term, and she realize she'd used "I". "... is permitted to say no. And if it does, it will be returned to the cell, and I will move on." She couldn't help but gasp. He really was giving her a choice.

But at the same time, was it a choice? She's never played a game before. Well... Not in the memories that were left of her. And she was horny. Maybe if she played long enough they would let her come.

"I would..." she paused squeezing her eyes shut. No, that's not what they liked. "This female... would like to play the game, Sir."

"Good. Lay on your back, touch your feet, and lay your knees to the side. Place your hands on your belly."

Lucy did as she was told. the position made her feel utterly exposed, but she was more than happy to endure it if it meant a world wrecking orgasm. She peered at him, watching him lean back. Then it started. The pleasure began, vibrating as it always did. She thrust her hips into the air, losing control for a moment before containing herself. She settled back onto her ass, which clenched hard, the muscle spasming with joy.

As her orgasm grew, her moans grew louder. She moved her hand to her face and was immediately met with a pause and a shock. Her clit, swollen as it was, throbbed with pain. But the pleasure returned and soon the pain melted away.

"This female is getting close, Sir..." she mewled, laying her head to the side. Her hips jerked as her cheeks clenched against the cold grey floor under her.

He nodded. And soon after, the vibrations increased. Increased! She clenched her hands into fists, her hips rolling side to side as she struggled to keep her knees spread. The man leaned forward, watching her clitoris dance.

"The human female clitoris is unique, and one of my favorite features of your race." he mused above her. "When desperate for pleasure, it swells up and comes out of hiding, but tries to retreat when it is stimulated. This is why I approached the company with... placing the vibrators behind the clitoris. It tries to hide away but that only makes the stimulation more intense."

She clenched her teeth as he spoke about her body in such a clinical way. She felt wetness leak down between her cheeks, and he shouted with glee. "Oh! How lovely!"

"Please Sir! I'm about to...!

The vibrations slowly dialed back, back to default and then some. She found herself in a halfway state between orgasm and torture, her toes curled against one another. "Ohhhh..." she groaned, her nails digging raw marks into her palms. Her upper chest and face were blushed and her knees shuddered.

"Is the female going to come now?"

"Please... enggh... I want to... I want to so bad... B-but I am trying... NGH!"

"Maybe a notch higher?"

Lucy squealed, her knees lifting slightly as the vibrations increased. She felt a trickle of moisture burst from her body, wetting her feet as she stopped an impending orgasm in its tracks. "PLEASE! Can I come now, please!"

"Tsk tsk, you are forgetting your manners."

Throwing her head back, Lucy thrust her chest into the air, balancing on her tailbone and the crown of her head. "Oh god!" She whined as she vibrations increased slightly again. "Please! This female is sorry! This female would like to come! This female needs it, please let it come!"

And just as she felt herself topping over the edge, the vibrations stopped all together. She howled, breaking form and rolling into her side. Lucy squirted again, her body contracting in frustration and each time her pussy and belly tightened.

"What a fascinating reaction... You didn't orgasm. I would have seen it..." his eyes glanced back and forth, but he wasn't looking at anything she could see.

She laid on her side, her entire being taken over by the need for release. And when the vibrations began again just before the mans request for the female to approach him, she whimpered. She struggled to put her knees under her and crawled towards him despite herself.

"Legs spread."

She did, and it was almost too much.

Then he did something that she didn't expect. He reached for her face, cupping her under each jaw. She had no memory of being touched before, and the feeling of his hands on her skin was absolutely divine. He lifted her face until her gaze met his, and she practically melted. "You have permission to orgasm."

She clenched her hands, her eyes rolling slightly as the vibrations increased and she let herself dwell in them. Lucy shrieked and rose sharply onto her knees, jerking closer to him. His grip remained firmly on her face.

"Thank me for giving you permission." he whispered.

"Thank you Sir!" she groaned.

"Master Loxin."

"Thank you Master Loxin!" she said, her voice loud and desperate. Her hips gyrated in the air, every nerve felt as if it was on fire.

And then her orgasm hit.

And oh god... She stilled, her eyes rolling back and her mouth lolling open. Her knees slid together and her cunt squirted juices all over her thighs, leaving a puddle between her legs. Her entire body felt electrified. And everything went black.

When she opened her eyes again, she felt as if she was still cumming. The vibrations had stopped, but her body was still thrashing from aftershocks. She craned her neck and saw the man who brought her such pleasure standing beside her handler, speaking in hushed tones.

But perhaps it just sounded hushed because there was a ringing in her ears. Her body jerked again as another wave of pleasure wracked her body.

She remembered his touch. Oh how she craved it on every inch of her skin.

Her mouth hung open, dry and sticky as she lay panting on the floor. The conversation came to and end and the alien approached her again, crouching down over her body. "You will be coming with me."

He slid his thick arms under her body. She fell against his chest, her hand splayed across his bare skin as he lifted her without a bit of effort.

"With you?" Lucy repeated, dazed. Her knees trembled heavily for a moment from aftershocks and she groaned. "Where?"

"You are a mere pet. From your world, a dog does not ask questions, do they? They do what they are told."

Lucy blinked slowly. What just happened? Was she just... Purchased? He compared her to a dog. She giggled out loud.it was like she'd been in a shelter. A stray picked up, kept in a kennel, brought out for a visit with a potential adopter. And Master had adopted her. She laughed this time.

"What is funny, female?"

"Master is funny. You compared me to s dog. I've been adopted!"

"I'm afraid I do not understand."

"I'm sorry, Master."

He raised his brow at her and sighed.

Lucy flinched and ducked her head against him. "This female is sorry.. master..." She paused for a long moment and when she looked up they were walking down a strange corridor behind the handler from earlier.

Lucy was silent for the rest of the walk. She was taken to a room that almost looked like a doctor's office and she was laid on her back on the raised table in the center of the room.

"What would you like customized?" The handler said, picking up a tablet and scrolling down along the page. "We can remove anything you wish. Many start with the uterus."

Her Master took the tablet. "Mmm. Keeping it would just make things problematic and messy. Remove that. I would like implants added into her nipples as well. I like lactation. We can do that. Remove all hair. Except around the eyes. Just refine it."

Lucy sat up as they spoke about her. She was finally starting to relax. "M-my hair?" She glanced between them nervously. They were talking about surgery and changing her body. As her high from orgasm wore off, she became anxious.

"Teeth will stay. Nails can stay..." She balked. They would consider mutilating her! For aesthetics, of all things. "Provided, of course, the female keeps her teeth and nails to herself."

Lucy gulped, and nodded quickly. "I'll never hurt you, Master!" She said quickly wringing her hangs together. "Master, please may this female keep her hair?" She touched the long curls that framed her face. "it is... Ornamental. Pretty. I can make pretty designs with it for you!"

She wasn't sure what she couldn't possibly do with her hair, she wasn't a hairdresser and wasn't sure what she would have to work with. But she didn't want to be bald either.

A screen came up on the wall to her right, and her eyes widened. She'd never seen an image of herself. At least she had no memories of it. She knew her hair was dark and curly, and she still knew most human females kept their hair styled and pretty. Now she saw how her hair looked on her face.

With a click, the photo changed to show her with no hair. In all honesty, she didn't look half bad. But still, the idea made her balk.

"I like the smoothness." His head tilted towards her. "But the female seems attached. I wonder if it would have an adverse effect on binding if I were to deny her wishes."

Lucy watched her Master speak, his teeth looking ferocious behind his lips. He watched the screen and they scrolled through a few different images.

"This female apologizes in advance." She said quickly, and leaned forward and snatched the tablet like device from the handler. The handler made a sound of shock and disdain, and his glare turned on her.

Gripping the tablet, she winced, prepared for the punishment, but it didn't come. Slowly opening her eyes, she looked at her Master, who had raised his hand as a pause.

"Return the tablet, female. You don't even understand it." He said in a smooth voice

Lucy had been watching the handler use it. She placed her three middle fingers into the three indentations on the smooth sanded metal. It buzzed under her fingers, like a living hive, responding to even the smallest movements. She tilted her hand to and fro, biting her lip in concentration.

At first, the model of her on the screen spun wildly and the tabs flashed by. She was moving to much. Less like a mouse, she thought.

With the slightest twitch if her fingers, the projected screen responded much more rationally. The handler let out another sound of shock, and she could hear his tail swishing through the air. He seemed irritated. "Merchandise should not be handling the technology on this ship." He hissed in indignation.

But Lucy wasn't listening. Protected by her master's curiosity in her behavior, she found the red and green tool brushes that would allow her to customize her hair style, like an avatar in a game. After a few moments, she put the tablet down on the table in front of her and pointed to the display.

"Interesting. That is, I believe, called a compromise." My master smiled and lowered his hand, reaching out to take the tablet from the table. As he handed the tablet back to the handler, his hand lashed out, striking her cheek.

Lucy's head whipped to the side and she whimpered out loud, cupping her face.

"Do not touch what isn't yours. But I admire your boldness. It was amusing to watch. I'll reward you with this style." He grabbed her by the back of her neck and shoved her face down against the table. "But from now on, keep your face down. This is none of your business."

It was strange yet expected, in Lucy's short experience, that they might consider discussion of her own body to be none of her business. After all, they've conducted their business as if she had no autonomy. She took a gamble with snatching the tablet and offering such an option. She had a feeling shed never be able to do such a thing again. But for her hair, it was worth it.

They discussed everything about he down to the mole on her left buttcheek. This birthmark, he decided, would be staying. The entire time, her head was against the table, eyes down, mouth closed.

As they finished, a familiar blob came through the wall. XeilZEbub. Or... a creature of the same race. It looked... More bluish than pink.

The disembodied voice echoed from the walls. "ColDEpond is prepared to modify the female." It said. So it was different.

"May this female ask a question?" She whispered meekly, unsure if her curiosity would be offensive. "What are they?"

Her Master raised a brow. "They are Liscten." He said. "They consume organic matter."

"So they could eat m... This female."

"If I wished to dispose of you, that would happen yes. But they are intuitive and can identify cells and atoms. They could, for instance, consume the nut from inside of a shell and leave the shell unbroken. They can remove the water and debri from something as intricate as a sea sponge. They can remove Hydrogen from water and leave behind the Oxygen."

Lucy gulped as ColDEpond approached her. All of that explained how they could move through walls the at they did. "A-and... Why is this one blue and XielZEbub pink?"

"Color depends on age and region."

The handler hissed. "Educating the merchandise is not recommended."

"Curiosity is not a bad thing. What could she do with this information, hmm?"

"Not this, but the technology!"

"And yet we can incapacitate her with a single thought." He said, rolling his eyes. And with that, the buzzing in her clit began again.

So it was them that controlled it. But truly with a thought?

ColDEpond approached her and took her by her foot. This was all too familiar and she let it happen. She felt a tingle, as if it was penetrating her skin. She didn't realize st first, but it was removing hair follicles. It rolled up her body, removing sweat and hair as it went. She was lost in the hopes of orgasm as it slid into her pussy, spreading into her uterus, where she felt a cramping for a few short moments. She felt stinging in her nipples as new gadgets were embedded under the skin there. It slid into her armpits, cleaning her of todays excitement while it removed her hair and the follicles there as well. Even the peach fuzz on her lip and the sparse hair on her arm were removed. She felt it move over her face and scalp.

This is what she fought for, she thought, as the hair on the sides of her head was removed, leaving the center thick and long from crown to the nape of her neck.

As the slime receded setting her back onto the table, the buzz in her clit coming to a stop, she reached up to feel her head. The sides were baby smooth, and the hair on the middle her head felt thicker. Her lip twitched. She kind of felt like a wild warrior. Perhaps she would ask for ornamental threads and beads to decorate her hair.