Author's Note: This story contains some exhibitionism/voyeurism and sex with a non-human. Enjoy!
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Chryssa stood nervously as the Matron of Exotica encircled her. Exotica was the highest-priced pleasure house on Lilith, although Chryssa didn't know that. She shivered as the strange woman touched her, lifting her heavy breasts and running her fingers into Chryssa's pussy. She squirmed a little, but immediately stopped moving as the slave collar tightened a bit, closing her eyes to try and hide her discomfort at having this alien woman's hands in her body.
Matron was not a species at all familiar to Chryssa, she almost looked like the pictures that Chryssa had seen of walrus' on Terra, her flat grey wrinkled face, and her roundish body... she moved in a lumbering way that Chryssa found almost threatening. Matron turned and said something to the Licken's in their own tongue, her fingers still wriggling in Chryssa's pussy. They laughed and responded, and Matron's fingers left Chryssa's pussy and pushed against her anus, causing her to shriek and try and pull away, the slave collar was near to choking her before she'd be still.
Apparently satisfied by Chryssa's reaction, Matron pulled away.
"She is satisfactory, although she will need to be trained," Matron said, in Standard so that Chryssa could understand her. Chryssa wondered what training would entail.