The room Matron had prepped for Chryssa and Lord Plath was stunningly gorgeous. The gigantic bed was practically festooned with pillows, the dark, rich reds and silky blacks of the fabrics making it look both imposing and seductive. It was a scene set for sex, willing or no.
Although, right now, Chryssa was feeling very willing.
The spanking Lord Plath had given her had been surprisingly arousing, especially when combined with his caresses and agile fingers in her pussy. She desperately needed to cum. He, of course, already had. The sweet taste of his cum still lingered on her tongue.
By the time they reached the room, his cock was already a bulge at the front of his pants again. Matron gave him a gracious nod before shutting the door behind her on her way out. Chryssa wasn't sorry to see the large alien go. Matron's disapproving looks were killing her buzz. Not that Lord Plath even seemed to notice her; the front of his pants were bulging again with that strange cock, and he walked quickly over to the bed, pulling off the tunic he was wearing as he went.
It was the first time Chryssa was seeing more of his body than just his cock, and it was an impressive body to behold. He was muscled very nicely, his shape very similar to a human male's, although the pale green of his skin made it impossible to forget he was anything but. Stripping off his pants, he turned to sit on the bed, completely naked, his cock bobbing in front of him like a long stalk with a fat plum on the end of it.
Chryssa just stared at him, unsure of what she was supposed to do now. The Licken raised his eyebrows in amusement.
"Come little Terran, take off your dress and pleasure me."
"My name is Chryssa," she said, with a bit of emphasis. She was getting tired of being called "little Terran." It didn't sound insulting, but it wasn't exactly complimentary either. She was her own person.
"Chyrssa," he said, smiling a bit in amusement. His hand wrapped around his cock and stroked it, a surprisingly erotic sight that hit her right between the legs. Only a male with the self-assuredness and confidence of Lord Plath could pull off making something like that look sexy. "Take off your dress and come pleasure me. I'd like to explore that pretty pink slit between your legs."
Truthfully, Chryssa was rather eager to have him explore it as well. Strangely, even though they were of the same species, Lord Plath didn't really remind her of the Lickens that had captured her. They had been completely different in personality from him. Not that she'd seen all that much of them, and she had been drugged for part of the time, but still. She definitely hadn't been attracted to them. There was no denying that she was definitely attracted to Lord Plath, even if part of her didn't want to be aroused by the swaggering, cocky, arrogant male.
She undid the belt around her waist as she walked slowly towards him, before reaching up to undo the clasps holding the fabric at her shoulders. The silky stuff slithered to the floor, leaving her completely bare, her nipples pink and tightly budded, as she came within reaching distance of him.
Biting her lip, she looked at him almost shyly. "What do I do now?"
A pleased smile grew across his face. "Quite untrained, yes?"
"Yes," she said, trying to decide if she should be piqued by how amused he seemed to find her. "Matron told you that." Of course, her sauciness just seemed to amuse him further. Maybe the other women at House Exotica didn't talk to him like that. Were they trained in how to speak to the customers? Chryssa would believe it. She knew she wasn't exactly being polite, but this situation was unnerving her a bit and she was becoming bratty as a result. She really didn't like it when she felt out of her depth. It would be one thing if he would take control, but since he was largely leaving each step up to her, she felt out of control and anxious.
Scooting back slightly on the bed, Lord Plath gestured to its large expanse. "Lay down on your back and spread your legs."
Chryssa almost snorted. After all that build-up, that's what he wanted her to do? Talk about getting right down to it. Still, she was wet and horny enough that she bet she would be able to get off, as long as his way of sex wasn't too different from Tralik's. She crawled up onto the bed, completely unaware of the way the Licken watched her swaying hips and tempting bottom, with the pretty winking jewel between her cheeks. The pale skin still held a faint blush from her spanking, and her pussy lips were a darkened pink from arousal, coated with her cream.
