Chryssa spent the next week at House Exotica cloistered away from the clients. She did meet several of the other women, and was even starting to become friendly with one named Merxia, a very pretty humanoid from a planet called Braxx. According to Merxia, Braxx celebrated sex, but you couldn't get paid for it there. A lot of the pretty golden skinned and haired citizens left in order to make their money selling their services to the rest of the galaxy, before retiring at home. Chryssa was fascinated by the idea of a society where sex wasn't at all taboo and anyone could do anything. Merxia's stories about the mass orgies were as thrilling as they were a bit horrifying to Chryssa. She couldn't even imagine what such an event might be like.
Her days were spent with either Matron or Tralik, who seemed to be taking turns keeping an eye on her. Matron did "obedience" training with her, which (as far as Chryssa could tell) consisted of giving her various orders and spanking her when she didn't follow them. Mostly they involved playing with her own body parts or showing them off in one way or another, which was bothering her less and less, so she didn't get spanked very often after the first day. Matron seemed pleased with her progress. So was Tralik. Chryssa still gagged at first, but she'd gotten to the point where she could take the full length of his cock into her mouth.
When she did really well, he would fuck her as a reward.
Sometimes his arrogance really grated on her, but she couldn't deny that she did love being fucked by him. Especially since she wasn't currently getting any pleasure from anywhere else, except for when she got herself off under Matron's direction. Playing with herself was fun, but somehow it was so much better with a real cock. She couldn't quite define the difference, just that she preferred a partner.
So she was actually kind of excited when Matron told her that the next day she was going to have a paying client. She'd found out from Merxia that having paying clients meant a lot of things - not only would she be working off her "debt" to the house, but she'd also get spending money and be able to go visit the shops. Escorted of course, but at least she'd be able to get out of the house and explore some more of this planet. Find out a bit more about it.
Her client was named Sysslen and he was a Vloss. Chryssa had no idea what that was until she asked Merxia over dinner. The Vloss looked like a cross between Terrans and lizards, Merxia said. They had beautiful beaded dark green skin, claws and a tail, but they walked upright on two legs and were quite tall. Merxia went on a bit rapturously about their wonderfully flexible tongues, but Merxia tended to go into rapture about a lot of things, so Chryssa was withholding judgment.
The description of the Vloss was a little odd to her, because she'd never heard or or seen anything like what Merxia described, but she figured he couldn't be any scarier than the shark thing she'd fucked her first day at House Exotica. At least, Merxia didn't say anything about sharp, scary teeth.
The morning of her first client, Matron came and gave Chryssa a very thorough bath, with special soaps that made her skin smell flowery. She much preferred bathing herself though. Matron's hands were rough, and so were her fingers as she poked them into Chryssa's pussy and anus, making sure that they were clean. Even so, when she rubbed Chryssa's nipples and clit, the little pleasure buds perked up.
Tralik hadn't fucked her yesterday and so she was already horny, and Matron's rough manipulations made her body feel even more sensitive. She was definitely ready for pleasure, even if it was from a being that was paying for the privilege.
Her first impression of Sysslen when he came in was that he looked a bit like a Licken with his green skin, but he was more iridescent, almost shining under the lights. He looked her up and down, wearing the dark red silky toga and simple belt that Matron had put her in, and grinned, his forked tongue flicking out from his lipless mouth as if tasting the air. Chryssa couldn't help put stare and wonder what that tongue would feel like inside of her.
The alien towered over her, he was even taller than Lord Plath, but he didn't have humanoid muscles the way the Licken had. In fact, the way his hips were shaped, Chryssa wasn't quite sure how they were supposed to have sex. Matron had just told her that Sysslen preferred to control his women and to do whatever he said. She seemed to be banking on Chryssa's lack of experience to appeal to him, just as it had to Lord Plath.
"Very pretty, Terran," Sysslen said in a hissing kind of voice. His agile tongue made the words sound very clipped and precise, but he elongated the vowels. Looking her up and down, he paced around her, giving her a good look at the tail that extruded from his pants and was obviously keeping him balanced as he walked. "So, you are the new girl?"
"Yes, Sess," Chryssa said, following Matron's directions about what to call him. Sess was a Vloss honorific, something like 'my lord.'
"How do you like being a whore, so far?" From someone else, Chryssa might have bristled at the question, but Sysslen didn't sound like he was trying to insult her, he was just curious. Maybe to him, calling someone a whore wasn't an insult. Besides, that was what she was now, wasn't it?
"Some parts of it are very nice," she said, craning her neck back to look up at him. The beaded skin of his face was kind of fascinating to look at; she wondered what it would feel like, but she didn't reach up to touch it because she wasn't sure how he would react. He had no lips, and his nose was more like two nostrils on a more rounded part of his face; his eyes were almond shaped and the pupils were slitted. Definitely not anything familiar to her, but not entirely frightening either.
"Disrobe," he said, after a moment, cocking his head to the side. Chryssa got the feeling she was being tested.
Strangely, she also somehow received the impression that if her answer had been different, he might not have told her to undress. There was an air about him that was different from the other males she'd come across, as if he was only interested in a female who would welcome his touch. Well, right now Chryssa would. She was horny and he was here with a big ole bulge in his pants. Not to mention that forked tongue. After everything Merxia had said, Chryssa was more than a little eager to experience the pleasures that tongue could bring.
She wasn't immediately attracted to him as she had been to Lord Plath, but as he cupped her breasts with his hands, the textured beading of his skin rubbing over the sensitive mounds, her arousal spiked. His skin was much cooler than hers, although it quickly warmed, and the strange texture felt good. Her nipples tightened into little buds that ached as he squeezed her breast flesh, and she moaned, arching into him.
Sysslen chuckled. "Is this one of the parts that are very nice?"
"Oh yes, Sess," she said immediately, meeting his gaze again so that he could see how much she was enjoying it. Chryssa wanted more. Not surprisingly, just like Tralik, he responded to the open invitation in her eyes.
