This is a sequel to Venus Ascending and continues the story. This story can stand alone, but it will make more sense if you read Venus Ascending. I appreciate any comments both on the previous story and its sequel. OuPa99
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Chapter 9
John was very worried about the effects of the alien lovers on the women of Venus. He went home to talk to Lisa. When Lisa found out that Nathalie was scheduled to do the dance of the seven veils she insisted that they go watch the show. Neither of them was actually interested in watching the show, but instead of watching over Nathalie and if she had the same reaction as the other women, taking care of her.
John and Lisa arrived at the theater about 30 minutes before the show. They wanted to make sure they had good seats and could intervene if something went horribly wrong. They had no weapons and the aliens were bigger and stronger then John was, so how they could really intervene was still up in the air. Both of them were nervous and were afraid something is going to happen tonight. They prayed and planned for the best, but prepared for the worst.
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Nathalie was nervous and excited about tonight's show. She hadn't actually seen any of the aliens, but rumors had abounded throughout the station. She went to the Aladdin club about an hour early, mostly to get the veils just right for the dance, but also to work off some of her nervous energy. In order to keep any undergarment marks from showing on her body she dressed in just a simple sundress with nothing underneath.
She spent about 15 minutes doing some stretching and trying to loosen up. Just as she was finishing her stretching, this devil-like creature entered the backstage room. He had to be 3 feet taller than she was, with red skin, horns and his arms were as big as her waist. She had never seen a being so massive and much of her anticipation morphed into nervous fear.
As Nathalie stood with her mouth agape as the creature came over and stood above her. Nathalie almost had to lie on her back to see his face. He saw her dilemma and picked her up as easy as he was holding a plate of food. He looked into her eyes, said something in a guttural tone, then somehow it was repeated in English, "My name is Hati. I understand we will be performing together tonight."
Nathalie was intimidated as well as awestruck and stammered, "Yeah I think we are ... I'm Nathalie."
As he held her in the air Nathalie began to feel like a little doll. Hati juggled her for a second and cradled her in his left arm, while his right hand dove between her thighs. She was startled at first was getting ready to object when his finger touched her clit. It was like she had been touched with a hot, electrically charged vibrator and her breath caught in her throat.
His left hand that cradled her, wrapped around her breasts and pinched her nipple. To Natalie it felt like an electrically charged in nipple clamp. She arched her back into the painful yet erotic torment of her nipple. She squirmed in his grasp with her body twisted by the dueling torment. The torment of his hands seemed to reach inside her and join together in her belly
She went from fearful to aroused in less than a second. Her body reacted completely on its own as she arched her unprotected quim into his blistering touch. She almost jumped out of his arms as his hot electrically charged finger slid inside her. She moaned erotically as her body squirmed trying to get more of his finger inside her.
Suddenly it was gone and she was being lifted towards his mouth. His forked tongue dove into her, reaching places that no tongue had ever been before. It had been less than a minute since he touched her she felt a massive orgasm building inside her. Her clit, G-Spot and almost any other bundled nerves in her pussy was being stroked and stimulated by his tongue, like nothing she had ever felt.
Just as suddenly all the stimulation was gone. Nathalie realized she hadn't breathed since his finger touched her and now she sucked in a needed deep breath of air. She gulped in a lung full of passionate air and moaned erotically as she stutteringly released the breath. She could almost taste the orgasm that was just out of reach, but apparently he was not going to give her that.
He set her down on her now shaky legs, but she still clung to him with a desperate need inside her eyes. His forked tongue came out of his mouth and licked his lips savoring her taste. The massive devil-like creature knelt beside her, hovering over her. She heard his guttural language and then the translator said, "My you taste delicious. I can't wait until our show and then I can take you anyway I want!"
With that Hati stood and walked out of the room. Nathalie was left sitting on the floor quivering with need. She tried to take some deep cleansing breaths and it helped stop some of her trembling. However, the passionate want that had been ignited in her still burned in her belly. She tried to stand on her shaky legs and began to drape the veils across her body. She was almost absentmindedly getting dressed, because all she could really think about the way Hati would fuck her.
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The stage setting for the sheik's opulent chambers included all the walls covered in satin. Hati pretending to be the Sheik was lounging on a bed of large satin pillows, and he has two guards on each side of him. There was a low table to the side of the sheik with more pillows for setting. The large alien was totally naked except for his ceremonial loincloth.
The dance of the seven veils had taken on a whole new meaning. Originally it had been seduction of to gain the freedom of John the Baptist. Now it looked more like an alien testing his newest slave girl. Whether it was the pheromones or just anticipation, the crowd knew they were about to see a beautiful young girl get ravished like she never had before.
As Nathalie came through the door, the sheik sat up in anticipation. He gave the impression of someone who couldn't wait to get his hands on the seemingly perfect body wrapped in front of him. Nathalie's body was still hidden behind the veils, but her thrusting, begging nipples tented the veils letting everyone know the treasure that lay underneath. The alien's hands itched in anticipation of being able to ravish this stunningly beautiful woman that now belonged to him. A large bulge began to form underneath his loincloth.
Lisa felt the heat of anticipatory sex in the air and her fear of the aliens waned with desire taking its place. John had been here before and knew what was going to be unleashed on Nathalie, so he was fearful of what was going to happen. The alien pretending to be the Sheik was even larger than any of the command crew, at least 8' tall. When the alien came into the room he had to hunch down as he walked and even then his horns scraped the ceiling. He hoped that he was not larger everywhere, but was afraid he was.
Without any introduction the music began and seemingly of its own accord Nathalie's body started to shake and move. They were soft sensuous yet teasing movements with her hips seeming to swivel independent of the rest of her body. Every movement caused the veils to caress her sensitized skin fanning the erotic flames inside her. The amorous heat inside her fed her feverish red hot passion. It could only be quenched by her desperately needed orgasm.
One look at the alien sitting at the other end of the room gave Nathalie an erotic shiver. The memory of his touch and tongue sent shivers and Goosebumps over her body. She tried to suppress the frantic need to feel his touch again that suddenly ran rampant inside her, but it only got stronger. She took a calming breath, but the luxurious veils caressing her nipples only inflamed her desire even more.
Nathalie had studied various movies depicting the dance of the seven veils, but these were all Hollywood's interpretation, so she put together her own version. She tried to emulate the harem girl's dances she had seen on old movies. She thought she would throw in a few stripper moves as well, but it was all designed to be sensual and seductive. However, Lisa had done all this work before her and Nathalie followed much of her dance.
She stretched her arms above her head and she began to shimmy around the room with the top of her body sensuously weaving to and fro. Her breasts wobbled enticingly on her chest, and her hard thrusting nipples were threatening to tear the fabric asunder. Her belly was bare and glistened under the harsh lights. Her muscles rippled under her skin as she began to heave her body to and fro and her. Her hips were moving independently from rest of her frame, as if they were being held by a lover as he was thrusting into her. The sensuous veils caressing her sensitized skin caused Nathalie to let her head fall backwards in an opened mouth moan.