John Wellington had been unceremoniously thrown into the cell without a word and without any clothes. As he dusted himself off, he took note of his surroundings. It didn't take very long. There was a fountain of some kind in the far corner, a large bed, and a small white skinned creature lying upon it. John had never seen a creature like this before and his first instinct was to get as far away from it as possible. Especially when it uncoiled its lightly furred tail, but it made no move towards him. It didn't appear to have even awakened. He stepped closer to the bed and examined her as closely as he dared. She was very human like and not altogether unappealing. She had pale, white skin and spiky blue hair. Her small pert breasts were tipped with erect, blue nipples and her limbs were sinewy and lean. She couldn't have been 5' tall and even with the tail, she didn't appear to be a threat, but John still felt very uneasy.
As he was looking at her face and appreciating its haunting beauty, her silvery eyes shot open and she shrieked. She had moved so fast to the corner of the bed, John didn't even have time to react. She looked terrified huddled in the corner.
"I'm not going to hurt you." He said realizing that she probably couldn't understand a word he was saying. She softened a bit at his words and ducked her head down shyly.
He heard the swish of the door open behind him and as he turned around he was hit in the chest with a blue bolt of energy. It sent him flying backwards on the bed beside the small alien woman. He was completely immobilized, every muscle in his body screaming. A huge green-skinned humanoid lumbered towards him and clamped a steel ring around his ankle and then departed.
The little white alien woman had curled up against him and when he was able to move again, not knowing what else to do, he put his arm around her. To his surprise, she did not flinch away but instead sighed contentedly.
"Who are you?" he rasped. She looked up at him quizzically and began chattering away in a language he couldn't hope to comprehend. She did however have a beautiful voice. He found himself smiling as he got lost in the musical tones coming from her mouth. He had also noticed the sharp fangs and a very long red tongue that occasionally flicked out to moisten her blue lips. She then put her head back down on his chest and hugged him tightly. They were just lying there like that when a second large green alien appeared with a shock stick in his hand. John did not like being zapped by that thing and he decided to make his feelings known, as futile as it might be.
They were very large powerful creatures with tough green skin that approached a carapace in some spots. They had lumpy bodies and yellow eyes. They didn't seem to have any apparent vulnerabilities but John figured they must have joints with limited mobility so he aimed for the elbow of the one standing in the doorway. John felt some satisfaction when the alien howled in pain at having his elbow hyper extended but John hadn't been able to use enough force to actually break it. And when the shock stick blasted into his chest, the force had been great enough this time to send him flying into the wall across the cell. He couldn't move but he could see the small alien girl run towards the green skinned creature and fall to her knees before him. She clasped her hands together and chattered away in a language much harsher than the one she had spoken before. The green alien paused and then bent down towards the diminutive creature. Her tail whipped out and wrapped around its neck. Her fingers gripped the sides of his head and they began what seemed to be chanting. After a few seconds, she dropped her head, released the huge creature and walked back over to John.
"I know some of your words now." She smiled and held his chin in her hand looking into his eyes. "Don't do that again. They will kill you next time." She turned and walked out of the cell, followed by the lumbering green alien.
It had taken John longer to recover this time and when his limbs had stopped aching, he crawled back onto the bed. He had wanted a simple life. He wanted to find peace. That was why he had volunteered for the outer rim. It was tough to get pilots that far away from civilization for so long but it suited John perfectly. He was away from people and he was finally finding some contentment in his life of solitude. But then there had been a reactor leak and he had been pushed way off course. When his instruments finally recalibrated he was pretty sure he would never find his way back. He was going through the charts in the navicompter when he heard a noise and a saw a bright light coming from outside the ship. He went to investigate and before he knew what had happened, he was waking up in a white room filled with the green-skinned aliens. He had read a book somewhere about mean, green aliens called Vogons so he decided that's what he would call them. Vogons. It just seemed to fit. They were very ugly.
The fatigue from the shock stick blasts had taken its toll and John soon fell asleep. When he awoke, the little white alien woman was curled up beside him on the bed.
"Where did they take you?" he asked.
"They collected some dust."
"Dust? What do you mean?"
"I produce a dust from my teeth. It is very valuable to them. That's why they have captured me." She answered.
"Is it poisonous? The dust?"
"No. They sell it as...I don't know the word. Medicine, I think?"
"What is your name?" John asked suddenly.
"Hmm. I still don't know many words in your language. What do you call the atmosphere when you see it from the ground?" she asked curiously.
"The Sky?"
"Yes! That's it. My name is Sky." She smiled contentedly as she lay on his broad chest. Her fingers lightly caressed his cheek and she seemed to be studying him intently. Her tail was sliding across his leg and then it gently wrapped around his quickly hardening cock.
"Sky? What are you doing?"
"I'm arousing you."
"I can see that. I mean why are you doing that?"
"If that's what you mean then that's what you should say."
"You still don't understand English at all, do you?"
"Hrmmph." she frowned. Her tail was covered with a fine layer of fur which felt incredible against his skin. Still wrapped around his stiffening cock, she slightly squeezed her coiled tail around him, producing a shudder from his entire body.
"Stop that." He pushed her flat on her back on the bed, his arm pinning her delicate shoulders beneath him. He glared into her face, her silver eyes twinkling in amusement.
"You're not afraid of me?" he said.
"No. I can feel you now." She smiled up at him.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Your...emotions. I can feel them. I can feel your...I don't know the word. Heart? Yes. I know your heart. I know you will not hurt me."
"How do you know?"
