Even though Chryssa had steeled herself to not expect Lord Plath to return so soon, she still felt a moment of disappointment when her next client came in and was definitely not the Licken. Although, that disappointment only lasted for, literally, a moment, before it was overtaken by a kind of horrified fascination.
During breakfast, Matron hadn't told her that she'd have a client that day, so Chryssa hadn't been able to ask any of the other women about him. It wasn't until that afternoon, after her training, that Chryssa had been de-plugged and told that she would be working.
The set up was a little unusual. Matron had stripped Chryssa down herself, leaving her completely naked, before bringing her to a room that had absolutely no furniture. Not even a chair for Chryssa to sit on. Instead the floor and walls were carpeted with a soft, plush material that made her want to lay down and roll around a little. The ceiling, however, was mirrored, and Chryssa found herself staring up at it, fascinated by the sight of her naked bosom from that angle, while she waited for the client.
Matron didn't even give her a name or what planet he was from, which was part of why Chryssa had half-hoped that maybe Lord Plath hadn't been able to stay away.
As soon as she saw him, Chryssa wondered if Matron's unusual behavior had been on purpose. It reminded her of when Matron had set her up with Hrrak, not telling her anything beforehand. Except that Chryssa wasn't exactly scared, okay maybe a bit, but mostly she was confused. How on earth was she supposed to pleasure this thing? And how the heck was it supposed to pleasure her?
It looked a little bit like a snake, except that it was much longer and much, much thicker around. Big enough that she could probably ride it like a horse. At least fifteen feet long, he (she? it?) was so thick that she wasn't sure she would be able to wrap her arms around it. If she got that close. It had the same blunt, triangular head a snake, and the tail tapered off like a snake. It also had patterns down its back that were quite beautiful, even though the colors were much brighter and more vibrant than any snake's she'd ever seen.
The creature didn't quite move like a snake though. The first six feet or so of it's body was upright, while the rest of it slithered behind... that part moved like a snake, it was just that she'd never seen one more upright. Its eyes weren't totally snake-like either, they were multi-colored, and as it came closer, she realized that they were multi-faceted too, more like an insect's than a Terran snake's.
Then she realized that it was coming closer and she was just standing there.
"Um, hello," she said, nervously, backing up. The emptiness of the room now seemed kind of foreboding... there was nothing for her to hide behind. "I'm Chryssa... uh... you are?"
The creature made a hissing noise and a long forked tongue flicked out of its mouth. Chryssa gulped. That was definitely snake-like.
"Um... sorry, do you speak Terran? Or Galactic?"
She hit the wall with her back and gasped again. Nowhere to back up now and the snake alien kept coming closer. She had to tilt her head back to look up at its face.
Closing her eyes, she clenched her fists and tried not to whimper. "Please don't eat me."