The market set my teeth on edge. I followed Fix as he wound his way through the crowd. It had been a few days since our little get together and he offered to play the role of my owner. I nearly shot him on the spot. I didn't kill my entire unit to walk right back into slavery, but he insisted that it would only be for show. I still had reservations about this whole mess, but I had to admit it did make it easier to move around.
We stopped at the center of the market. Stalls were crammed around the edges of an open circle. They displayed every kind of ware imaginable. A stand of colorful knock off sex toys snuggled right against the gleaming steel and poly-synth of the "lightly used" weapon stall next to it. The air was thick with the scent of spices and body odor from more aliens than I could count. A few of them were dragging tired humans behind them. A low guttural snarl bubbled up from my chest. I felt a rough hand touch my arm. Fix was eyeing me with concern.
"Not now. You would just draw attention to yourself," he whispered. My eyes followed them until they disappeared into the crowd. I slowly nodded. He was right. I was in no position to be starting a revolution. I would just get myself killed. Fix stopped at the edge of the space and scanned the crowd.
"Our contact should be here. I know you want to get out of prostitution. They said they were interested in sponsoring you for the arena. We love blood sport about as much as we love sex," He explained quietly.
I was only half listening. I was all too aware of the clamor of bodies around me. I couldn't keep my eyes on all of them. My heart was a dull drumbeat in my chest. Hundreds of feet churned up clouds of sickly yellow dust. My hand hovered near my belt. I felt fingers brush my hip and I spun around.
A thing was looming over me. Even hunched down on its knuckles, it stood tall enough to stare right into my face. Its eyes were a rotten yellow color. They were buried beneath craggy brows. It had a piggish face and its body was cloaked in greasy ropes of coarse, gray fur. Oh god... the smell... I was amazed I hadn't smelled it coming. The wind must have shifted and now I was almost drowning beneath the waves of this thing's musky stench. It bared its teeth at me, revealing massive yellow tusks.
"Hey! Back off! She's mine!" Fix snarled and pushed me aside to confront the creature. It rumbled in amusement.
"Hah! You too tiny to keep me from the woman." I winced. Its voice reminded me of an aging industrial grinder. It warbled between a deep basso and a strange hiccuping. Fix scowled at it but didn't back down. I almost felt his tension though. I didn't blame him. The thing had fists like meaty sledgehammers. It could probably crush me in one hand like a tube of toothpaste. We needed to act fast. The second we looked like prey, it was over. I pulled my pistol from my belt and flicked the toggle. It whined to life. The thing spun faster then I expected and slammed me into a wall. My body detonated with pain. I gasped and tried to make sense of what happened.
"What kind of stupid woman pulls a gun on a Kavlorian?" I found myself pinned to the wall by a massive hand. It pushed me harder into the rough stone and I whimpered. Jesus fuck, this thing was strong! I saw Fix run for the gun as my vision flickered. A hiss of plasma was broken by a pained snarl and I fell to the ground. My eyes watered and I coughed.
I froze. The Kavlorian was bleeding a greenish blood from his shoulder. He was holding Fix in the air by his throat. Fix kicked his feet wildly. His eyes bulged and his skin started turning purple. Do something! I screamed in my mind, but my body was just frozen. I dug my fingers helplessly into the dirt. He was going to kill Fix but I just couldn't move. I watched with horror as Fix went limp and the Kavlorian dropped him to the dust before turning back to me.
"That was a mistake little human. Now I think I'd like to enjoy my prize." He rumbled menacingly and bared his teeth in a grin. The world seemed to slow. I coughed weakly. I didn't know what to do. I watched as the thing's cock slid out of its sheath. It was so big... Fear shot through my veins, oh no... no, NO! I tried to squirm away but he snatched me from the ground before I could escape. He pushed me roughly up against the wall and rumbled in satisfaction. My mind raced and the fear ebbed somewhat. Maybe I could gain an advantage by playing the terrified but compliant slave.
"Ok, I'm sorry. I'll do what you want, just don't kill me." I blubbered. It wasn't too hard. I really was terrified. People always thought courage meant never showing fear. It was really just acknowledging it and maintaining control in spite of it. The more I focused on breathing, the more control I wrested back from my panicked lizard brain. Dignity was over rated anyways.
"That's more like it." He purred and tore at my clothes. I shivered as the cool air brushed my crotch. I closed my eyes. This wouldn't last forever, I told myself. I only needed to play along long enough to make him complacent. I felt something firm press between my legs. I swallowed the lump in my throat and patted my waist. Good it was still there.
I yelped as he pushed his meaty thickness inside. God, it was even bigger than it looked. Each thrust hurt before I got wet enough to accommodate him. My breath escaped my lips in a sharp hiss. When I opened my eyes all I could see was his stupid grin. That's right, just keep smiling, you stupid animal.
"Am I a good slave?" I forced a tremor into my voice.
"Mmm yes. Maybe I'll let you live after all. You'd make a nice toy to fuck every morning." He said with a sultry growl. He impaled me to the wall with his cock. It pumped in and out. Each thrust was so strong and deep, I had no idea how I could contain it. My tits bounced with every thrust. I gasped. Pain mingled with pleasant fullness.
"I'll do anything you want Big Guy. Just take your time and fill me up." I whimpered beneath his massive weight. I felt like a doll in his huge hands. He just grunted and pumped into me harder. These guys weren't much for foreplay it seemed.
I felt the change in him. He was less focused. It was like his awareness fell into a mire of lust. I pushed against him lightly with my hands and he didn't respond. It was like the damn thing entered a trance of sorts. Perfect. I slipped my hand ever so slowly to my waist as he focused on roughly pounding my wet pussy. It was hard to focus. I didn't want to admit that this felt good even if it was painful and unwanted. Something in me stirred. I knew instinctively that this wasn't personal. All life, me included, would do the exact same thing.
An image flickered through my mind. I saw myself stabbing this beast and riding his cock as he collapsed to the earth. Sex was dominance. It was victory. It was how all things would claim their rightful place in this galaxy. A shadowy awareness woke up inside me and took the reigns. It felt right. The Kavlorian gasped. He was close to climax. Oh he would have a nice surprise alright.
I whipped my combat knife from my belt in one smooth motion and rammed it right under the thing's jaw. He bucked hard, harpooning me with his solid cock before spasming backwards. His scream sounded like shearing metal and his massive cock slid free. He fell backwards onto one of the stands with a satisfying crash. A plume of dust shot into the air.
"I'll kill you!" He howled as a gout of blood poured from his jaw. He clutched the wound with one hand and charged at me, his eyes were wide with pained rage. I danced to the side just in time and he barreled right into the stone wall, knocking a cascade of rubble onto himself. I sprinted into clearing and snatched up the pistol. A flick of the toggle set it whining right as the brute freed himself from the pile. I didn't hesitate. The pistol barked three times and sprayed green blood over the crumbled stone. I had aimed for the chest but hadn't hit anything vital and the damn thing just charged at me again. Panicked aliens scattered away with yelps and hoots. He swatted another stand towards the fleeing crowd.
I tried to dodge again but I just wasn't fast enough. The Kavlorian smacked the gun from my hand. I felt a sharp pain but then my wrist went numb. Shit... did he break it? I scrambled away but he caught my leg and dragged me back. He lifted me up by my ankle and snarled right into my face.
"You are gunna regret doing that, bitch. I'm gunna make sure you die slowly." He hissed between gnashed teeth.
"You would be wise to release the human." I heard a mellow and androgynous voice coming from behind the Kavlorian's massive, shaggy frame. A flash of frustrated fury twisted the thing's face and he dropped me unceremoniously back to the dirt. My breath fled with a pained whuff. I blinked away the tears. The Kavlorian spun with a roar.
"I grow tired of little man-things interrupting me!" There was no mistaking the hate in his voice. My heart thudded. My eyes shot back to where Fix lay motionless. I scuttled carefully back to him and checked his pulse. Good, he was alive, I sighed inwardly. I shot a glance at the newcomer.
The alien was rather odd. It looked like nothing more than a shadow wearing a blank bone-white mask. Golden eyes glowed softly from hollow sockets. They were devoid of any features, lacking both pupils and irises. The creature was humanoid. It's slender legs were backwards jointed like many of the other species I had seen. Its feet reminded me of cross between hooves and the talons on a bird of prey, only shorter and thicker. Two bluntly pointed toes bore most of its weight but a third, sharper one was poised at the back, ready to aid in balance or slash at prey.
Charcoal black skin tightened over bone, giving the creature an almost starved appearance. A pair of tentacles erupted from behind the bony prominences at its shoulders. Similar projections of bone jutted from its hips. Though it wore no clothes, there were no outward signs of its sex. Its crotch was eerily smooth. It didn't look like this one posed much of a threat to the hulking Kavlorian.
