Chryssa didn't know it, but after Sysslen, more than one customer asked specifically for her favors. However, Matron wasn't taking any chances with her new girl or her new strategy. Some of those who wanted Chryssa just wanted to break in the new girl, to see if they could bend her to their will. That wasn't the kind of client Matron wanted for Chryssa, because if any of them succeeded, it would mean that Chryssa would become just like the other girls, rather than a novelty.
She had time to select Chryssa's next client anyway. For a full day after Sysslen, Chryssa was given time to rest and her pussy recover from the Vloss' assault. Merxia informed her that was fairly standard for Vloss encounters. They could take a lot out of a girl. She also had to go through Tralik pushing a healer's probe into her cunt, ensuring that the Vloss hadn't done any damage to her sensitive interiors. Since she was just a bit sore, that had been a bit alarming. Being the curious type, Chryssa couldn't help but wonder exactly what made a Vloss' cock so unique and such a concern about injury, which was when she'd found out that the other girls in the house didn't know.
Well, if Chryssa ever saw a Vloss again, she was going to make it her mission to find out!
As soon as she had that thought, Chryssa shook it away. She was supposed to be thinking up ways to escape, not about seeing alien cock if they didn't want to share. On her day off, other than checking out her pussy and receiving a blow job to keep her "in practice," Tralik actually left her to her own devices, as did Matron. Although Matron did stop by to tell her that she'd earned a bonus. Of course, Chryssa didn't actually know how much closer that would put her to paying off House Exotica for the price they'd paid for her.
She took the opportunity to explore more of the house, although she didn't venture onto the streets. The entrances were guarded by aliens from Matron's home planet, their chins quivering with interest as she walked by. Chryssa quickly skirted away. Unfortunately there were no windows on the lower floor, just the upper floors, so if she decided to use a window, she'd need some way of getting down to the ground since there was nothing but hard pavement.
The next day, Matron told her to prepare for another client. This one came from the planet J'x, and Merxia told her over breakfast that meant he basically looked human except bigger. All over. She winked as she said it. Chryssa just raised her eyebrow. She didn't see what was so exciting about being bigger. After all the strange cocks she'd discovered, Tralik's was kind of boring by comparison, although it still felt good.
If she had to pick a favorite cock, so far she would say Lord Plath's. Although she wasn't sure if it was entirely his dick, or if it had just been him. He was the only male so far that she'd been truly attracted to, rather than just curious about what he could do for her. Even if he was Licken. After all, he wasn't the one who had captured her.
Of course, she knew that deep down, she wasn't even all that pissed about being captured anymore. She wanted her freedom, of course, because she didn't like knowing that someone else thought they "owned" her, but at the same time, she was much happier here at House Exotica than she had been back on Terra. There were no men groping her, unless they were paying for it, and so far she'd found a great deal of pleasure in her work. Definitely not something that would have happened on Terra. At least here, everyone was honest about wanting sexual pleasure. It wasn't sordid or treated as a disgusting secret. Plus, it felt really, really good.
Chryssa even hummed merrily to herself as she prepared for her next client. She wriggled underneath the silky fabric of her dress, letting it slide over her nipples and butt, twisting in the mirror to admire how pretty she looked in the dark rose pink. It was the exactly color of her nipples. Brushing her hands over her breasts, she cupped them and squeezed, closing her eyes as she sighed with pleasure.
She was horny. Hell, maybe this was the right kind of work for her, although she'd rather be doing it by choice. Matron had told the truth when she'd said the aphrodisiac Chryssa had originally been given only dealt on what was there. After having seen so many different aliens, Chryssa had to admit that she didn't even really cared what they looked like or if she was attracted to them... she just wanted to get off.
Well... maybe she cared a little. As she squeezed her breasts, she realized that she was picturing Lord Plath - Zyander's - face, remembering what it felt like when his hands were on her breasts. She couldn't care less if any of her clients ever returned, unless it was him. Remembering the way he'd been the first time she'd seen him, with the other House workers crawling all over him, made her feel an uncomfortable surge of jealousy. And arousal. Man she was fucked up.
"Hmmm, well this is a pretty picture."
Chryssa gasped, whirling around at the deep voice. Her client was here and she hadn't even heard the door open! The J'x, his name was M'x'r she remembered Matron saying, was standing in the doorway, his huge arms crossed over a seriously impressive chest. Even though the doorway was very high, he filled it completely and he must have had to duck his head to get through! Merxia hadn't been kidding when she said that J'x were like Terrans but bigger.
Bigger was a major understatement. He was at least seven feet tall, massively muscular, and totally gorgeous. Also, kind of terrifying just because he was so freaking huge. Chryssa had fought the Licken raiding party back on Terra, but if this guy had been with them, she would have run and she wouldn't have been the least bit embarrassed about it.
White teeth flashed in his tanned face, he brushed locks of black hair back out of his dark eyes, and gave her a little nod. "Keep going, beautiful, don't let me stop you. Pinch those pretty little nipples."
Half dazed, Chryssa did exactly what he said, and shivered a little as a rush of pleasure went straight through her and fizzed in her belly. As hot as M'x'r was, she still didn't get quite the same lustful burst of need that she had over Lord Plath... but it was good enough. Especially since M'x'r was the one here in the room with her, devouring her with his dark eyes. His gaze was riveted to her breasts as she pinched her nipples, rubbing them through the slick fabric of her dress.
When his eyes met hers again, they were hot and hungry. "I've heard you're a greedy little thing," he said, sounding completely approving. He stepped inside her room, closing the door behind him. "Come on over here and let's see how good I can make you feel."
The order was said with the smug certainty of a male who knew he could make her feel very good. Chryssa didn't have a problem with that, although as she approached him, she could feel trepidation replacing some of her excitement. He was just so very big! She barely came up to his nipples! And he was thick around too, even though he didn't have an ounce of fat on him. The bodysuit he was wearing clung to him like a second skin, although the loin cloth that went over it obscured her view of his cock.
"Such a little beauty," he said, trailing his finger down one of her cheeks. She squeaked, her eyes going wide as he picked her up, handling her like she weighed nothing. As he settled her in front of him, her legs automatically went around his hips and she wrapped her arms around his neck, watching him with big eyes. Her core pressed against his loincloth and she could feel a very large bulge rubbing against her. Oh no... was EVERYTHING in proportion?
Not that she had much time to worry about that as M'x'r kept one arm firmly wrapped around her, the other cupping her breast as he caught her lips with a kiss. Man, could he kiss. Chryssa opened her lips for him, letting his tongue thrust into her mouth, and she moaned as he ran his thumb over her nipple. He tasted like cinnamon and apples.
