1 comments/  21131 views/  2 favorites

Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 01

By: Patroc



==Humans dance and fight==Prolog pt.1 

Sometime after the first Terran manned interstellar space ship had arrived in orbit of the distant star Epsilon-Iradani, one of the female aliens known as Saurians made a discovery about humans that would change everything in her life and the life of her fellow wives. And incidentally also all the Saurians and the Humans and almost every other race in that local area of the galaxy. 

"They can "Dance"", she told her fellow wives and she spoke the word "dance" in English rather then in her language, her long forking tongue easily wrapping itself around what to her were simple primitive guttural words of the newly discovered/arrived humans. In the days to come she would take the nickname of Doxy.

"And what of it? How does this change anything for us?" her fellow wife, in their Saurian Joining, who would later be "nicknamed" Roxy asked.

"And they train in marshal arts!" Doxy went on. 

Her other fellow wife gasped, who's nickname would be "Foxy" gasped in sudden understanding

Roxy asked, "But non Saurians are barred from the ferry how would we make the passage? Not to mention a whole myriad of other obstacles I could think of, your scheme could never work."

Doxy wasn't so easily dissuaded "These Humans are most clever in many things, you will learn. I have taken a position as an engineer aboard a joint Human/Saurian space mission, to test out their computer equipment's compatibility with Saurian technology. I will continue to study them and discover if my "scheme" can work!

In the mean time finish preparing our ship for our next comet run, should I be successful we will need to strike while the iron is hot." Doxy dreamed the impossible dream.

==JPL and the Launch== Prolog pt.2

39 years earlier.

The ion powered craft streaked at over half the speed of light, the second Terran interstellar explorer was the fastest unmanned exploration vessel humanity had ever created. And she flew through the Epsilon-Iradani system like a bat out of hell, all the time transmitting every observation she made from the infrared to the x-ray bands with the cameras and sensing devices she carried.

It would take several years for the earth observation stations to receive those transmissions, due to the long distances involved with interstellar communications and limits of light speed.

Some years later..."Do you see this?" asked the analyst at the International Space Propulsion Laboratory, holding the glossy print to the light.

"You are telling me that is a space craft?" his boss was skeptical.

"No, I am telling you that is a formation of seven space craft and they are towing a comet!"

"Even if you are right and they really are space craft why are the towing a comet?"

"They are terra-forming, or what ever is the appropriate word in their language for terra-forming is, the second planet from the stellar primary Epsilon-Iradani."

"That's just nuts!" His boss wasn't going to be taken in so easily.

It wasn't nuts, the analyst was correct. And the next probe sent from earth to further investigate would have backed up his conclusions. Except just as it reached the fringes of Epsilon-Iradani space it was shot out of space.

The exploration craft still managed to send images of its sudden demise homeward. The analysts at ISPL knew all to well about hostile fire analysis. The alien race that would later be known to humanity as the A'hem would have better concealed their activities at Epsilon-Iradani had they just let the second explorer craft fly by.

The Terran's would have debated and speculated endlessly on its findings and likely done nothing to follow it up. But the reasons for shooting down observation satellites were understood all too well by the long warring human race. Thus began a new space race.

Fifteen years in the making, earths first manned interstellar vessel the "Prometheus" left solar orbit hurling itself to the stars on a bright blue plume of ions. Her nuclear fission reactor supplying constant power to the electro-magnets of her ion-drive-engines. The ionized gases were hurled outward at well over two thirds the speed of light. With every second the massive interstellar ship accelerated onward. It would still take her some years to cross the interstellar expanses ahead of her. But mankind can be patient when it came to potential enemies.

==The Still== Prolog pt.3

The Earth Agent who was the duty officer for the shift walked into the captain's office.

"Captain I must inform you of the second engineer's activities." The Earth Agent reported.

"Yes, what of it? The lad is one talented son of a bitch. The chief says he would be out of a job if the lad didn't need to sleep once in a while."

"Captain, you must understand I don't enjoy reporting on the activities of my shipmates. But I am compelled by duty, he has built a still and is producing a rather large amount of moonshine."

"Oh that... I am aware of it. I learned of it some time ago actually. Though at that time he was only producing a small amount of his 'shine. Still I take great pride in knowing about the goings on around the ship."

"Captain I am confused, if you learned of his activities earlier how did he continue producing liquor?"

"I helped him. Look we are going to be in route for two plus relative years. We are going to need to be able to have our distractions. And have you tasted his 'shine? Damn fine engineer I say!" the captain was all smiles.

"Aye, Aye sir!" the Earth Agent responded. "Permission to assist in the "distractions", Sir?"

The distilled spirits were mild for such homebrewed concoctions. The second engineer had crafted a still that was marvelously efficient. But what the brew still needed was aging.

"Sir, I know that, but the aeroponics lab doesn't have any trees to spare. Making a cask to age the "juice" in isn't possible." William the second Engineer explained to the Earth Agent why he couldn't age the hooch.

The Earth Agent wasn't convinced. "It's not wood that we need as such is it?" he asked.

"Well no sir, it is really just charcoal. Charcoal will remove the impurities that give the moonshine its harshness."

"Why does it have to be a barrel?" The Earth Agent wasn't going to give up so easily.

"What do you mean sir?"

"We don't really need a barrel in low gravity do we, I mean any kind of bag that could contain fluid would be enough, wouldn't it?

"Yes that would be true...So if we used say a polymer bag and used a molecular bonding tool on it we could place a thin coating of charcoal in it, thus creating a virtual aging cask!" William responded in revelation.

The next day the two of them "laid down" the first batch that would come to be known as the "2083" for the year it had been "put up".

==Orbital insertion and attacked== Prolog pt.4

"They" weren't looking for the Terran ship to come in so fast nor for it to make an orbital course correction burn so near a gas giant. Ships like the A'hem's with Faster Then Light Interstellar Point Drives avoided gravity wells such as gas giants like the plague. 

A Point Drive worked by bringing two distant points in space together, by this folding of space a ship could cross the massive interstellar distances in almost zero time. The only problem was gravity. 

Imagine space as a great blanket, you can fold the blanket and bring one corner to another, unless someone is sitting on the blanket. So stars and planets, particularly great big gas giant planets stopped a Point Drive from Folding space.

And while "they" were on the look out for the Terran ship, "they" were also on watch for ships from the other space faring races, which also used point drives. So "they" were caught very off guard. 

The Terran ship slowing from the depths of interstellar space was still traveling at a good fraction of the speed of light as it slowed and changed direction near the innermost gas giant planet of the star Epsilon-Iradani.

The Prometheus stood on its slender blue ion exhaust burning off its velocity to bring it into a parking orbit near the second planet. "They" the A'hem and thus their warship were caught flat footed by the unusual Terran orbital insertion. But the A'hem were not the only beings in the system. There were also the Saurians. 

The Saurians who worked the terra-forming project for the A'hem wouldn't have approved of the attacks on the earth probe nor for that matter attacking the newly arrived vessel either. The A'hem didn't want the earthers learning of their presence in this neighboring system to Sol. To say nothing of mankind becoming another competing space faring race. That was something to be stopped or at least delayed for as long as might be! Thus the A'hem warship moved in as swiftly as could using its conventional space drive engines.

The earth ship dwarfed the A'hem warship. The Prometheus had after all been designed to cross the vastness of interstellar space at sub light speeds. The ship had to house and supply her large exploration crew for the years it would take. And she was powered by a massive fission reactor that needed significant shielding to keep the crew safe from its radioactive byproducts. And incidentally she bristled with a large array of weapons systems.

The earth ship had come armed and loaded for bear. Missile tubes and a massive turreted laser were only some of her armaments. There were also powerful rail guns concealed forward and aft, though the A'hem warship detected the rail guns despite their concealment as they approached the earth ship. And it was then the A'hem warship suddenly veered away. 

"I see it, but why is it now moving off like that?" the captain asked. 

The Earth Agent speculated, "They got a good close look at the armaments on the Prometheus and while the particle cannons they are sporting on their ship, with which they used to destroy our second probe would surely destroy us as well. They thought better of it since this ship isn't some tiny probe. We would survive long enough to return fire on them. And while I don't know that we would destroy them the fact that they are moving off suggests we could at least do enough damage that they would rather not make the attempt."

The predatory Saurians on the other hand took one look at the Prometheus with its vast resources and asked one thing, how much for just the ship?

So after an initial formal exchange between the Saurian terra-forming chief of operations the Saurians contracted out for a small group of their people to quickly liaise and study the new arrivals so they could close the deal.

A tug captain whose ship was re-fitting between comet hauling runs was among the group that were hurriedly assembled and she wasn't looking for a sex slave but she found one later.

Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 02



==Saurians and the single Autopilot== Ch.1

“Here” she said tracing the circuits of the main induction lines. The second engineer watched the female Saurian’s hand and understood what she was saying.

“I see so by powering up the reaction chambers to super conductive levels your space drive is made many times more efficient and more powerful to boot!” Second engineer William exclaimed. 

“Are you ready for the shake down voyage?” She asked.

“Is Lt. Mcgivvers aboard yet?” The second engineer wanted to know.

“Yes, she boarded some time ago.”

“Then we should close up these maintenance hatches and begin at once.” William concluded.

The Saurian deep space module accelerated under power from her conventional space drive engines. The engines quickly moved her out of her parking orbit and out into the cold emptiness of interplanetary space.

The space ships of most of the interstellar traveling races all had two types of engines the first an engine designed for use in normal space which could drive them at only some portion of the speed of light and a second for crossing the vast distances of interstellar space in the blink of an eye known as a Point Drive which folded space, but was disrupted by gravity and useless inside a stellar system hence the need for a conventional engine. The Saurian vessel that Lt. Mcgivvers and William were aboard for the demonstration of human computer systems interfacing with Saurian navigational systems would be run inside the stellar system and so would rely solely on her conventional engines.

The ships new human made autopilot was in control through out this stage of their journey. The ships newly installed system worked so flawlessly, the Saurian captain lost interest in monitoring its performance. “I am gong to the wardroom.” He stated, “Call upon me at once should you have any need for me. I will be studying your porn files, again. Tell me, are you and the female officer you brought aboard with you going to be mating soon? Are you experiencing any discomfort at not being able to mate for so protracted a period because of the lengthy duty shifts in preparing the ships Human-Saurian hybrid technology?”

The junior engineer cringed. The Saurian obsession with human sexuality was embarrassing enough as is, but the captain’s timing couldn’t have been worse. Since his last few sentences were spoken just as Lt. Mcgivvers had entered the command deck. The Saurian engineer made a sharp hiss, had she been human it would have instead been a quiet cough.

“Oh yes.” The captain said realizing his mistake. “Where are my manners, we were informed that discussing explicit sexual behaviors is a taboo topic amongst you. I apologize for any offense I may have offered. I do beg your pardon.” He finished and he stepped off of the command deck.

Mcgivvers giggled as she slipped into the captains vacated seat and looked at the young human engineer “So tell me Will how is your discomfort going? Needing to mate at all times must be such a burden.” She gently chided.  “I so wish all those porno files had never fallen into their hands. At least Doctor Phillips was able to get them to understand that talking about porno in polite company is forbidden.”

“Yes Ma’am, now if only we can convince them we are not always in some kind of constant state of mating frenzy.” William offered. Though truth be known he wouldn’t have objected to a roll in the hay with the Lt. Mcgivers all the same!

Mcgivvers giggled and said. “If only! Though you wouldn’t know it from what I hear about Daniels and Macsten. She was in the officer’s mess yesterday and…” She droned on at some length with all the details and gossip. 

The irony was that despite his protestations to the contrary about human mating frenzy that as the Lieutenant spoke at length about the latest scuttle-butt aboard the Prometheus the second engineer was thinking about how to have sex with her.

Will listened with only half an ear, gossip just didn’t interest him. Instead he read with great interest all the self diagnostics on the computer console that he had installed to run the Saurian ships navigational systems. So far the earth expedition’s offer of technology exchange was working well. The earth computer systems were much more refined and robust in performance then the Suarian’s own. Unlike the data file exchange the two races had made this was going letter perfect.

A deal had been struck, the Saurians would trade one of their FTL Point Drive equipped ships in exchange for the Prometheus. Now all that had to be hammered out were the technological  details, like the compatibility issues that they were here to work out with this flight.

When Mcgivvers finally ran out of chitchat she checked the navigation and autopilot, satisfied, she left to report in to the captain. At least that’s what she said, more then likely she was off to talk his ear off too.

The two engineers one human the other not, remained on the command deck long after the officers had left. She politely didn’t speak of humans and sex, and instead asked about him. He told her of how he had gone into the interstellar flight program, of the endless training that had honed him and his skills, making the crew of the Prometheus the best and brightest that humanity had to offer.

And that during the 21 months of relative time spent in travel across the depths of interstellar space they had kept themselves sharp, spending time in the ships gym doing gymnastics, swimming and even engaging each other in all manner of marshal arts to keep their skills honed. Though he didn’t mention the reason was so that the Prometheus’s crew could kill in hand to hand combat should it come to that.

“And the Prometheus is such a grand vessel your swimming pool is a marvel I had not dipped my tail in so very long.” She commented

“The Prometheus is one fine ship, I agree But it’s really not a swimming pool, we need vast quantities of water for the hydroponics systems and we recycle all the water so it only makes sense to use the water storage system for more then just storage.” He said with no small amount of pride in his voice.

Ordinarily Saurians think of sex very little. Their prurient interest in human sexuality was really just a matter of their amazement that such a thing could be. It was to them a bit like learning of a race of creatures that could defy gravity or turn invisible.

So there was a genuine irony that as the human second engineer spoke on at length about the Prometheus the Saurian was thinking about how to have sex with him.(See Appendix 1)

==The Shower Scene== Ch.2

I need a human name the female Saurian engineer thought. After a few moments she came to choose Doxy and with that she then practiced her giggle again. She made sure to do this alone as Lt. Mcgivvers had thought the Saurian engineer’s exact imitation of her giggle was done to deride her. Doxy, had no such intention of mocking the Lieutenant but rather because she had noticed how it always caught Will‘s attention and put him at ease with Mcgivvers.

Human speech was so limited in the sounds their small nearly immobile (by Saurin standards) tongues could produce but were ever so easy for Doxy to replicate. But which was why the Suarian’s had so quickly learned the human language while only those humans who were expert linguists could speak any of the Saurian language at all.

Doxy then turned her thoughts on to how she could make her self appear to be more like that of a sexually desirable human female. The two species were similar after all, two arms and legs a head atop. Her eyes, tiny nose and face were close to the human’s in appearance. (And truth be known Saurian women have remarkably lovely faces with clear smooth complexions the coloring of which they can change like a chameleon.)

But that is where many of the similarities ended. Her scales along the arms and legs would be unattractive she thought. And where a human female’s genitals were found she had an egg chute and that was not the same at all. And besides her leg scales her feet bent upward at the claws and would never do. She reviewed some of the human porn files and studied one in which the women wore garments of many sorts rather then being completely bare. The vid revealed that these garments could often be considered an enhancement to feminine sexual desirability. This gave her engineer’s mind an idea! 

She examined the inner lining from the vacuum armor she wore during Extra Vehicular Activity. The tight shiny PVC suit covered her from the upper neck to foot, except in those areas she had cut away to expose various elements of her anatomy. She had cut away most of the abdomen below her swim bladder. Areas off both the shoulders were removed as well. The back of the suite had been cut away largely and tapering to reveal the tip of the cleavage of her lower hips, the stretched rubber concealing the angular bony narrow hip structure and giving it instead a more rounded human appearance. She folded her flexible tail up into a pretty fair approximation of human butt cheeks to complete her hips.

Though she had no navel she had taken some of her silver jewelry and pierced her skin into a small fold in just the right place. She was unconcerned about the skin piercing because she would just molt away that skin at a later time.

She inflated her swim bladder and because of the span of cord she had wrapped behind her neck, crossing over her chest, then behind her back and finally tied down to her legs at the crotch anchored her bladder causing it to form two separate chambers. She had worried that the cord would be painful, but it was not even uncomfortable. Though she didn’t inflate her swim bladder in to an amount that would have matched the more endowed females in the porn files! Still her inflation now appeared to be more then the rival of any of the human crew she thought.

Her hands were mostly covered by the PVC suit, though she had cut off the fingers of the suits gauntlets and had practiced at only turning the top tips of her fingers fiery red. She had also managed to fluff up the edges of her mouth and turn them the same fiery red. She examined them in the mirror a moment more and un-fluffed them. Looked carefully in the mirror and fluffed them up as quickly as she could. Yes, she thought much better that time.

She donned a jumpsuit to cover her unusual attire and made her way to the ships cleansing chambers. When not under acceleration as they were now the cleansing chambers oozed a gelatinous substance from the enveloping walls and then by moving against the soft flexible walls one covered themselves in the viscose fluids.  Once covered one finished by using a cleansing pad on all areas of the body, removing the viscous ooze and are thus left clean and freshly scented.

When William the second engineer came to clean up at the end of his first duty cycle aboard the Saurian ship he was quite glad the female Saurian engineer was there to assist him in how to use the chambers.

“Remove your clothing for me.” she informed him.

“Isn’t there someplace to undress?” William looked around sheepishly.

“No, I am sorry but we have no nudity taboos. I will look away if that comforts you.”

“Thank you.”

“When you have disrobed pull apart the chambers entrance it will part like a curtain then and step inside.”

“Ahhh…Ok, I’m inside do I just rub myself with the goo in here?”

“Yes use the cleansing pad to assist you.” She said having stripped out of her jumpsuit, revealing the skin tight PVC cat-suit that covered areas of her only strategically. 

“I don’t see any of the cleansing wipe things in here” he said.

Doxy took down two pads and giggled her best giggle, “I know. Here let me get some for you”. She slipped into the chamber and when he looked at her and tried to cover up she giggled again sounding exactly like McGivvers.

She handed him one of the pads and brought her red tipped fingers to his face holding the other pad. She then gently wiped his cheek, running her hand down the side of his face and to the back of his neck. One more giggle she thought would break the tension so she let loose with another of her mimicking giggles 

“We shouldn’t ...You Shouldn’t, I can’t…” he stammered.

She leaned forward in the small chamber, not that there was much distance at all between them already and placed her freshly reddened and fluffed mouth to his. And she quickly felt him rise to her. As he pulled her towards himself she began to worry his fleshy phallus would never cease growing and that it might exceed the sizes of those she’d seen in the porn files.

He surprised her next, his tongue touched hers. She had not been aware of that practice among them, but now that she recalled the files she should have realized this. When they placed their mouths together it was now obvious what they must have been doing! What had fooled her she realized was the tiny size of their tongues, not seeing a length of Saurian like tongue and assuming they were not there had been a very silly mistake.

And so her tongue then tasted of his flesh and her reaction to it was involuntary. Suddenly her long flexible tongue wrapped around his short muscular tongue and thus completely enfolded it in coils of her tongue. How she thought to describe how he tasted to her? The Saurians are a carnivorous species so terms like cookie dough wouldn’t be appropriate as baked goods would never appeal to them. Never the less he tasted of what a carnivore would have found as delicious as cookie dough does to human tastes.

His reaction to having his tongue wrapped by the boa constrictor like tongue in her mouth was not as delightful as her reaction had been, because William tried in vain to pull his tongue back! But her tongue was not wet and slick like a human tongue instead it was soft and pliant and while not as strong as his tongue, when en-coiled as he was his tongue wasn’t going anywhere. And he stopped trying to retreat after a moments shock when he realized that her grip on his tongue was not an unpleasant one at all.

The pheromones he was pumping out would have had no effect on her as Saurians are not sensitive to the airborne variety owing to there underdeveloped olfactory senses. But their tongues are a very different matter and while their biology’s would suggest that their hormones would not have anything in common with human’s, the universe had dictated other wise. And her Saurian tongue was flooded by mammalian levels of hormones present even in his saliva. Something on an order of magnitude more then any of her race had ever experienced.

Had she been at all aroused (by a male’s dancing), prior to their contact, she would have reacted much more strongly and been in danger of losing her self control. She wrapped her legs around his hips as she would a male of her race and felt his phallus trapped against her flesh, squeezed between them where she had made the abdominal opening in her latex suite, it throbbed hotly, and she found it more then a little pleasant. 

Her tongue was not done with its new explorations yet though. With out ever freeing his tongue from her coils she snaked her tongue deeper into his mouth her forked tongue tips flickered and darted around the empty hollow at the back of his throat for a moment before sliding deeply down in to it. 

He had been sliding his hips up against her abdomen pressing his fleshy shaft strongly against her hard belly. She squeezed him more tightly with her legs that she wrapped around his waste and a small grunt escaped his tongue coil invaded mouth. His taste heightened, he was becoming even more sweet and delicious. She tasted of him deeply and she tasted that his flavors had suddenly changed now mingled with electricity and ozone. His rhythm was changing too, less smooth and more erratic and she could feel his swollen phallus hardening more as he slid it against her. Although she hadn’t studied the porn file as closely as some she knew one of the way’s these things ended.

She unlocked the coils of her tongue from his mouth most reluctantly, as he had become so wonderfully sweet and scrumptious tasting.

She kept her mouthed as fluffed as possible and brought it down around his phallus and with her tongue she quickly wrapped his member as she had coiled his tongue a moment earlier and she tasted of this new bit of his flesh where perhaps if cookie dough was the way to describe him before now one would have to say his pre-cum tasted of a bubbly wine. And just as she had witnessed in the porn files she ran her head up and down the tip of the shaft and it exploded for her. She drank in his fluids and used her en-coiling tongue to wring him dry, his issue was a sweet heady liqueur, her head throbbed delightfully from the powerful hormones she was ingesting and it left her feeling light headed and euphoric.

William was completely spent and held her for some time more breathing heavily. They then exited the cleansing chamber together. Had they not been in free fall and thus not floating freely the spring in her step would have been most noticeable.

She would have to speak to her two Joined at the first opportunity and tell them of the success in her plans!



Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 03



==The Marring Man Plan or The Caper Unfolded== Ch.3

"We could make him one of our family, Join with him." She said to her Joined.

"And why would a human male be interested in Joining with us?" her Joined replied.

"Because their matings are such lengthy affairs. Recall that they are always engaged in the mating dance. Thus they form bonds between individuals of either sex so as to provide them with access to a mating partner on a protracted basis.

This pair bonding of theirs as you recall is little different from our own Joining in forming families, except that there primary motivation is the production of offspring rather then the rearing of them." Doxy reported.

"You have said nothing to mitigate the confusion I have, why would a human male Join with us?" Her Joined, Roxy, was very perplexed.

"We will be his mating partners." Doxy spoke in somber tones.

"That is absurd, we are of a completely differently species no offspring could ever be produced." Roxy countered conclusively.

"Human males care only very little in actually reproducing, they care more for the dance itself." Doxy rejoined with conviction.

"And why would this human male even be willing to dance with a non human?" Foxy chimed in.

"Have you not seen the most explicit of the human porn files? There is a section devoted to a form of human mating that while prohibited by legal statute demonstrates that some of them are so consumed by their mating dance that they will even engage in the dance with lower species native to their own world, this type of mating with lower species is termed bestiality."

"And this human you have met engages in bestiality?" Roxy wanted to know.

"No! He was revolted and deeply ashamed that I had even learned of such "acts" in their files!" Doxy reported.

"Your words cross back on themselves again and again! I asked why this human would be willing to Join with us and all you tell me is one reason after another as to why he won't." Roxy complained.

"The matter is most complex, I know. But I will endeavor to make all clear to you. As you have seen, though we are very different species we do largely resemble one another. And further as you have seen the females of their species engage in a myriad of practices to alter their appearance in ways to artificially produce appropriate visual cues for the stimulus of their males. An example of this is their cranial hair growth that is but one of their many artful alterations that they engage in."

"Truly you strike me dumb! We have no hair cranial or other wise to alter, again the more you tell of us their mating desires the more you prove we are not suitable in the least!" Roxy countered again.

"We can add to ourselves false hair or even substitute hair growth upon the cranium with a suitable garment as needed." Doxy rejoined.

"How would even an addled human male be fooled by such false appearances that would obviously be the result?"

"The males would not be fooled, rather it is that they do not care overly much about the veracity of ones appearance. Have you not noticed the females applying pigments to their finger tips and mouth edges? They do so in plain sight of their males, no attempt to conceal this is made. I have learned that the males often are stimulated by such pigments, though it seems that many of the females choose pigments that the males are not stimulated by."

"Why would they choose pigments that are not stimulating?" This time it was Foxy who asked.

"I have asked and received no good answer, except "fashion"". 

"And what is this "fashion""?

"I admit I have not followed up on this topic. My investigation has been more focused on how to induce a male to Join with us. The fashion area is of concern to their females alone, almost none of the males would deign to speak of it."

"Were there not even some males that took an interest in "fashion"? Foxy was curious.

"Yes oddly there were a few, about 1 in 10 males I have spoken to found it a topic of deep interest. Even more oddly they also had no interest in coupling with their females. But the influence these particular males had on the fashions the women chose was extraordinary!"

"Their mating desires have driven this race insane!" this was Roxy's solemn conclusion.

"Of that there can be no doubt. But we digress, if I might continue. We can alter our appearance to make ourselves more sexually desirable to the human males." Doxy returned the focus of the conversation back to her original point.

"With the human females engaging in this "fashion" which most of their males care not a wit for, and the majority of their males unwillingly to speak of it, how will we know which alterations the 9 out of 10 males care for?" Foxy was concerned.

"Ahh... That is not difficult at all. While we have been warned that the humans find explicit conversation on their mating practices a taboo topic, the males will endlessly discuss which females are attractive and for what reasons. Though you must take care not to be in the presence of any of their females or the males will not speak truthfully." Doxy's lecture continued.

"The human males make it a secret of what they find desirable in human female appearance from their females?" Foxy was incredulous.

"That is just what they do! I was amazed at this too. The even more amazing part is that the 1 in 10 males we spoke of earlier, they can not be shut up on this very self same topic. They go to great lengths to actively criticize the human female's appearances. And the human females follow their opinions very closely. The result is that the females choose appearances that are pleasing to the males who would not choose to mate with them in the first place."

"Insanity! The A'hem were wise in their decision to conceal our presence here from the humans. The more you tell us of what you have learned the less I would be willing to have such a mad species roaming interstellar space." Roxy was beside herself.

"It is not as bad as you have imagined. The males are far less subject to this kind of psychosis unlike their females. And indeed are predictable in response to many stimuli. It is their females that are the unpredictable ones. I have even noted that the females do not work well with other females, that is how difficult they are, they can not even get along amongst themselves.

The males however I have observed love to form cooperative collectives to engage in ritualized combat that requires teamwork on a such a closely sensitive level that they can make only a gesture to communicate complex actions to their fellow collective members. 

Where as the females will often gather and engage in a form of communication that they call "gossip". During these communication sessions they will exchange words endlessly but no matter how much time passes no conclusions are ever drawn nor are there ever any actions undertaken."

"I think you have convinced me that these males are cursed to have these human females. But I believe I see where your plan is to take us. We can dominate the human race by substituting ourselves for their females! Well at least 9 in 10 of them that have desire for female companionship." Roxy surmised. "Though I wonder...Tell me, is this male minority, these 1 in 10 humans the best and brightest of them, and thus have they concluded that their females are not worthy of themselves?" Roxy pondered.

"Oddly no. Though the ones I have met were the more creative, they were much more like the females in their manors and desires. But again we stray from our central topic." Doxy corrected and again tried to return to the original topic.

As I was saying, I believe the males can be made to show mating interests in us by applying a small number of false pigments and minor enhancements to our bodies. And that the close continual proximity forced upon deep space mission crews will provide a chosen male no escape from a barrage of continual and repeated visual and audio sexual stimulation cues. 

It is my conclusion from what I have learned that repeated couplings can cause pair bonding to occur within the males. This will thusly make a male much more inclined to be Joined with us. And once pair bonded they often become most protective of their female mates as well. And as I told you before they are very competent in their marshal skills." Doxy was summing up.

"You have again lost me...I have seen their couplings. The one male had a phallus that we could never accommodate. It is my understanding that the human female's eggs lay buried inside there abdomen and the lengthy phallus is needed to inseminate these deeply buried eggs. The Saurian male inducement horn is only long enough to induce our eggs to drop from us before he then spills his seed to fertilize them." Roxy stated the obvious.

"Yes the porn files all show human males sporting very lengthy phalluses, but the ones shown in the files I have learned are not a normal sampling of their species. Rather they were an especially chosen few, selected primarily for their great phallus length." Doxy explained.

"Even given that, accommodating the non Saurian phallus these humans have will be difficult. Maybe even damaging to the egg chute?" Roxy was worried.

"Hardly, their phallus is only filled by fluids under pressure, unlike the Saurian egg horn. Also you must have noted in the mating files the men will be stimulated to release by a variety of methods that do not involve the normal reproductive channel." Doxy reassured her.

"Yes, I had forgotten that. So if I might be so bold as to speculate, your plan is to induce the mating drive in one individual using fallacious sexual cues over the duration of a deep space deployment. Thus stimulating him to engage in repeated sexual couplings with us in the hope that he will pair bond, and eventually become so attached he will agree to be Joined with us." Foxy then went on to ask. "Once this is accomplished we would bring him with us to the breeding beaches planetside. But then how would you persuade him to engage in combat with a Saurian beach male?"

"They know nothing of our beaches nor the payments involved. When the beach male on the stretch of beach we choose comes to demand payment for his services we will refuse to pay!" Doxy spoke with glee.

Roxy was disappointed and said "Then at that point the beach male will boldly throw us from his beach. And our eggs will not be fertilized either. Your plan leaves much to be desired."

"Our human male will not allow it, don't you see! I just told you they become most protective of their mates. He will see the attack and respond, we will not tell him of the injustice of our actions in causing the beach male to desire us gone from his beach."

"Even if as you say our Joined male human does combat and defeats a Saurian beach male, how would he then fertilize our eggs, his human seed would be of no use?" Roxy did not see how the plan could ever succeed.

"You know well that when a new male comes to the breeding beaches he must drive off a rival male, when one defeats the other the victor squeezes the insemination sack of the vanquished male into the dry sands so that he can no longer mate and thus be a continued rival. The vanquished male returns to his non breeding state until next his season returns.

For our needs we will take the fallen beach male to the wet sands and empty his insemination sack onto our eggs ourselves. Thus will our eggs then receive the needed seed." Doxy told the rest of her audacious plan.

"Can we be sure a human male can defeat a Saurian beach male in the prime of his breeding season?" Roxy again pondered.

"Oh yes, as long as the human has learned and practiced their marshal skills in unarmed combat. Our males do not rely on any fighting skills as you know all their combat relies on strength and size. The human's marshal skills are all based on how to defeat opponents of greater strength and size using cunning and deftness!" a still gleeful Doxy chortled.

"I see a flaw in your plan, how will we be induced to drop our eggs if the Saurian beach male lies unconscious?" Foxy also had doubts.

"Here." she said revealing the incubators she had purchased. "We will drop as many eggs as we can before departing for the breeding beaches and keep them in storage. Then when we arrive on the beach we will find and empty a large male and fertilize them all! Not even the wealthiest Joined females in-system could afford to pay for such a huge clutch!" Doxy assured her.

"No the flaw remains, how will we be induced to drop our eggs even if only to place them into storage?" Foxy asked carefully pointing out the flaws in Doxy's plans.

"There I admit my plan's weakness, I am of the belief however that a human male can be made capable of learning to induce us. If not, then we will have only wasted the moneys I spent on the incubator, and resume scrimping and saving to pay for a beach males services so that at least one of us might bring home a hatchling.

But if a human can induce us, we will all have many hatchlings of our own! It will be just like in the story books of old, where females had as many hatchlings as they could feed! And the hatchlings our young will produce in turn will make us the greatest granddames in many centuries!" This Doxy hoped would be true.

"If your plan holds merit you have indeed outdone yourself! Tell me, have you chosen a suitable male from amongst the humans?" Roxy looked into Doxy's eyes and knew she had.

==Season's Plans and the First Cockail== Ch.4

William was exhausted! All cycle long the three Saurians had been fucking and sucking (and a few other things he had already forgotten) him into exhaustion. So with their tongues still hanging down his throat he just floated in a light daze not caring what they were saying about him. (See appendix 2)

"There do you understand what I meant, how he tastes afterwards?" Foxy wanted to know if her Joined tasted it as well.

"Mmmm...Less like cookie dough and more like fresh baked bread. Yes I am surprised at this. Do you recall when you first tasted of him, Doxy?" Roxy said, she was onto something.

"Yes we were in the cleansing chamber and his flavors drove me into such ecstasies! It was the cookie dough taste though, only it was very much sweeter as I recall."

"I think our human has a season too!" Roxy was continuing her line of thought. "They do not exactly store their seed as do our males but they still produce it slowly over time. Though unlike our males the human season's turning time is insignificant. Still just as our males show no prurient interests until they are in season our human male seems much the same." Roxy had figured out much but not all, she continued.

"And there are many more variables to ponder, we know from our previous coupling with him that he has wanted to couple again with only a very short break."

"No, he has not wanted that since our first sleep cycle aboard." Doxy interrupted before Roxy went on.

"Then along with determining his rate of seasonal change, we will need to become aware of how long after a "full squeezing out"", She said using the words in her language for when a defeated male was squeezed empty by the victor upon the dry sands. "before he again retains such ample volumes of seed that he becomes desirous of coupling multiple times."

Foxy was confused, "What is all this for, I don't need him to couple multiple times. It took all three of us to satisfy him just this one time. I am glad that it", she flicked her tongue at his manhood," has ceased to stand up and has fallen into its non excited state."

"THIS is not about our needs it is about HIS." Roxy explained to Foxy. "Human males will burn themselves out and tire of their partners, even after a Joining! In their words such an un-Joining is called a divorce if they are already Joined. And breaking up when not Joined. That is why we need to know how long it takes his season to come to him and how quickly the season grows strong with in him. I am sure that when he wants to couple multiple times with only short rests his need of us is at its greatest. We should follow his passage into high season and then take it."

"Piloting is not inconsequential work, we can not afford for him to be in urgent need of coupling with us at those times. His level of distraction would endanger the ship." Foxy wanted them to know.

"Agreed, again that is why we must learn the length of his season's turnings so we may use up his season when we need his attentions removed from us." Roxy replied.

"Will he like that?" Foxy asked.

"I do not know, but she is right about them losing interest in one another! I have seen several of the human crew that were once close upon their arrival in our system go apart from one another. The female crew spends much of their time in "gossip" about such. I do know that as long as we are at the center of his focus he has not lost his interest." Doxy answered at length, because of the time she had spent aboard the Prometheus she had more practical knowledge of the humans.

"Then let us make an effort during the down time as we make our course to outer system orbit to learn of his passing seasons." Roxy concluded.

Foxy took the spent and sleeping man quietly to the sleep cells and he kissed her good night. The fresh bread taste now had a touch of honey. She gently patted his crotch, to honor what it held for her.

==Dancing The Zero g. Tango revealed before Cocktails

"You haven't been dancing with him before you allow him to penetrate you with it?" Doxy asked?

"You have taught him to dance?" both Roxy and Foxy inquired.

"No I thought one of you two had!" Doxy rejoined.

It was then that William came in, though weather he had been eavesdropping was unknown to the three Saurians.

Doxy finished her final thought in Saurian "He danced like no male I have ever seen I was so ready to be induced and I didn't wish to spoil his mating efforts but I dropped an egg before he had finished! So I took him in my mouth before he noticed anything was wrong. And I placed the egg in the incubator."

"Who taught you to dance?" Foxy demanded of William, she said this while turning her chest from side to side and twirling the tail of her wig's pony tail with a finger capped with bright red false human finger nail. Her voice was both urgent and desperate and even a bit pleading in a breathy porn star sort of way.

His attention was instantly riveted on her, she had learned well to get his attention by such displays. "What do you mean who taught me to dance, every one knows how to dance. At least most of the crew members of the Prometheus, it was after all a very long trip for us, it was a way of keeping social."

"William why have I never seen in any of the porn files of yours any humans dancing before coupling! Why was dancing concealed from us on your mating habits files? Are these more of your social taboos??" Foxy interrogated him harshly.

His guttural laughter filled the wardroom. "You girls watch a ton of porn to learn how to turn yourselves into space whores and make a great sport of taking advantage of me and you think you know all about what makes humans tick!" he countered. "I studied the anthropological files provided my people about yours, I know of the beach male's enticement of you with dance. But you three never seemed to need any enticing in order to get you into the sack!" He continued by relating what had occurred earlier.

"It had been a long dull duty cycle the cycle before we arrived on station in the Oorrt belt. So when I saw Doxy with nothing to do I put on some earth music to share with her. Then I recalled the mating beaches of your people and I decided to see what she thought of the dances popular among my people. So Doxy, I am truly sorry about trying to dance with you if I have done something to cause any offense." He offered.




Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 03



Roxy and Foxy both then hissed at each other both demanding to be the first to dance with him, Doxy scolded them in English. "William would you ask one of my Joined to dance with you, they are both undecided as to whom should be first.

At times such as this they were in freefall and floated about. Standing wasn't really an option unless you knew exactly how to and Foxy sure as hell did. So she inhaled deeply and blew up her swim bladder fuller then before and pressed her feet to the floor as she stretched out straight and caught the wall's grab-bar in her hands behind her, she was then able to "bounce on her feet" acting excitedly and causing her massive chest to jiggle and bounce. In her best girlish voice she deliberately squeaked, "Pick me, Pick me". Roxy never stood a chance at being picked first.

Roxy pouted at him, but said in Saurian "Tomorrow I am going to start wearing larger cups!"

"I can't do the same dance I did with Doxy though." Will pointed out. "We were decelerating then and there were adequate g forces for us to be able to move about with out floating off. Would you mind terribly if we did a different dance?"

"No just hurry up and dance for me. Now!" Foxy pleaded, placing more then a note of impatient desperation on every word, though she still jiggled and bounced for him so his eyes would remain firmly affixed upon her.

"Aye, aye Ma'am." He chided her. "Let me put on some music and I will show you a zero g dance we made up while aboard the Prometheus on our journey here to Epsilon-Iradani. Though don't ask Lt. Mcgivvers to try it I swear even in zero g she has two left feet."

It only took him a moment to cross the room and bring up the music files and a moment more to make a selection. But even as he sprang off the far wall to come close to Foxy and take her hands she was already on the verge of hysterics. She took his hands in hers as the music came up and filled the room.

Doxy who still had her senses about her had taken that moment to slip from the room to retrieve the "things" from the sleeping chamber. She had a feeling he would be in need of them in the wardroom very shortly.

He began to by explaining to her, "This dance requires us to each in turn push off floor and ceiling in time with the music. However we must keep these two hands joined for it to work." 

He let go of one of her hands and kept the other in a firm grasp and even this caused her to tremble for him. Thus he pushed off the floor as the music's beat came down and he raised their clasped hands over their heads and then using his free hand to pivot her at the waste he turned her to face away from him before they reached the ceiling. He then used their raised hands to push off the ceiling in a similar way. He pivoted her in the reverse as they came hurling the other direction facing her towards him again. He grasped one of her legs between both of his and held them straight out. Thusly three of their legs bent as they "landed". Her non-clasped leg stuck out at a raised angel behind him to keep it clear of the approaching floor. His free hand had pushed her pack at the shoulder and also gently turned her head so she now faced Doxy and Roxy, he had turned his face their way as well.

Doxy's heart was racing and the blood boiled in her veins. Roxy was whimpering and crying silent little tears the Tango performed in zero g was beyond any form of dance her people had ever known. Saurians danced only to entice their mates, and the female's role in this was usually but a small part. Dance as an art from was alien to them, so the zero g Tango left them more then a little overwhelmed.

Of course William never completed the dance, one moment he had just pinned Foxy to the floor after he had spread her legs upon their downward flight and the next she had sunk her teeth in to his jumper and used her false but very sharp nails to tear it from stem to sternum.

The only thing that saved Williams member from being forced into Foxy's rough edged egg chute was that he had been flaccid. Foxy hissed a feral scream, the greater part of it registering well above the range of human hearing.

Foxy instantly drew upon every one of the feminine whiles she had mastered. She flicked open the stays of her PVC top and let her "breasts" heave forward her harness kept the faux swim bladder mammaries bound together for a maximal cleavage display that human males were so enticed by.

She lowered her voice an octave and spoke in a tone of great urgency "I need it badly my big boy, Please give it to me now. I must have it." She held William's soft male member in her hands and kneaded the flesh about. She released it with one hand and hauled her face over his keeping his firming flesh still tightly gripped. Her free hand grabbed his hair in a fist and drew back his head so her tongue could taste deeply of him. Both Roxy and Doxy extended their own tongues. The three tongues rushed in to his mouth as one and filled it. William was fortunate that Humans have a redundant method of breathing through their nose. Doxy pulled back first and hissed at Roxy to do the same. She had to tell her one more time before she complied.

Foxy did not withdraw. Indeed she did quite the opposite with his head still bent straight back she forced her tongue down into him as far as she could go. His phallus straitened as she forced her way down, she forced it a bit further and felt that Doxy's hands were below her slipping in her protective egg chute cup between her spread legs.

Foxy had wrapped herself about his hips as Saurian females do naturally when they mate. William tried to heave himself up inside her but she had to first relax her legs enough to permit him to squeeze inside her. His ever so much longer shaft then her kind's male sported could only travel two thirds of its length into her before he would bottom inside her egg chute cup. He might have been able to enter further still but the cup they had made to protect his flesh from the jagged, bony egg chute went no further. He thrust his hips with an urgency he felt she needed. But he could have heaved inside in to her like a rocket's engine at full throttle up and he still wouldn't have met the levels of her urgency.

He induced her very quickly and an egg began its journey. He was however just warming up. So he was most surprised at how easily Foxy was moved out of his arms by Roxy when just moments ago she was literally dying to be impaled on him. 

So with Foxy gone Roxy bore down on him with her legs spread and feet locked on the back of his bent knees. Thus he was unable to control her and she wrapped her tongue around his and pulled his gaze down to hers. She rubbed her firm false mammaries against his chest her large faux dark brown nipples permanently stiffened for his enticement dug into him gently. She heaved this way for only a short while longer before she too was induced and an egg dropped to her chute and then she was in turn torn off of William with same little effort by Doxy. 

Doxy had learned that she could be taken while facing away from William, having him grasp her by the swim bladder made him cum quickly at times. She kept moving her tongue around his mouth flicking him here then there. She knew precisely by his flavors when he was about to discharge. Feeling his cock pulse and stretch its girth as it jisumed deeply inside her caused her to induce her egg to drop, with his hips locked on hers he heaved himself again against her as his orgasm spent the last of its load in her, Doxy then suddenly in surprise hissed loudly in a deafening Saurian scream beyond his hearing as a second egg was induced and dropped. She always swore that had not Roxy and Foxy returned at that very moment and pulled them apart she was going to try for a third. 

Some small time later after the last newly induced egg had been placed into the incubator the three of them found an exhausted and spent male. His garments lay in shreds about his legs and some pieces drifted about in the air currents. Foxy tongue coiled the sleeping inducer and towed the very still William off to the sleep chamber. Doxy and Roxy made to clean up.

In short order Doxy and Roxy had recovered the drifting tatters of William's flight suit, which Foxy's sex crazed lust had made such short work of. When Foxy had returned from the sleeping cells to assist, Doxy took up her egg chute cup with care. She took it to the galley where she squezzed William's seed from it and mixed his splooge with a small amount of the rot-gut they had taken with them from the Prometheus when William had come aboard. She then poured each of her Joined a tiny measure of William's "cocktail", moonshine mixed with his spent seed. 

Of course they had each tasted of his seed directly during those couplings where they took him at the end into their mouths. Swallowing his load caused all of them an overwhelming moment of hormone induced head rush. 

The cycle before, Doxy and William had been sharing a drink of his moonshine before she had emptied him, for fun she had squeezed him out with her tongue coils into her glass. And then she had taken a sip, to see what he tasted like as a "cocktail", she laughed at the double entendre she had made and told it to him, he laughed too and called her a space slut again. Almost at once she felt a sense of excessive euphoria as the alcohol boosted by his human hormones went straight to her head! How wonderful she thought as she sipped again! I must share this with my Joined when next we take his season.

Both Roxy and Foxy were amazed by the "cocktail" and each quickly sipped there's down. The euphoric buzz the human hormones mixed with alcohol made the three of them hiss in a giggling fit. Foxy showed off by ending her giggles in her best imitation of a girlish human giggle. They then each tried to make an even more girlish giggle then the other and then returned to a natural giggle in their native hissing.



Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 04



==The mystery of the Jerk off vids revealed== Ch.5

William’s stimulation went on unabated.

“Why did you expand his sleeping cell to accommodate two individuals?” Roxy asked of Doxy.

“He might use up part of his season alone otherwise.” Doxy told her. With three space sluts draining him dry every cycle, Doxy was dead wrong. But once a Saurian gets a notion about human sexuality into their heads it takes a sledge hammer to the cranium to dislodge it.

“I am surprised! I knew nothing of this, it is not in any of the porn files I studied.” Roxy had studied many of the human porn files the Saurians had obtained. She wanted to be as knowledgeable as Doxy but Doxy’s time spent aboard the Prometheus in actual contact with the humans more informative then all the porn in all the files.

“I am not surprised, it seems to shame them greatly to engage in it.” Doxy was wrong the porn files were full of masturbation. The only reason she hadn’t found any is because she hadn’t looked for any. “They try to hide this sexual self gratification most deeply. I learned of it first by eavesdropping with Lt. Mcgivvers. We overheard several of the other female crew referring to the now infamous porn files as “jerk off” vids and what we whom she called the “Dino’s” would make of them. 

When I asked her what she meant by that term she apologized and told me that we were reminiscent of their world’s ancient past dinosaurs. So they nick named us “Dino’s”. I had to explain to her I meant “Jerk off vids” as my failure in understanding her.

She became quite flustered, I had touched upon one of their taboo subjects I realized almost at once. However I was much newer to the human ship in those days and I had no idea at how uncomfortable she was at discussing sexually taboo subjects. So in my blissful ignorance I pressed her. I learned that the entire reason that the files exist at all is because of the males who are mateless, or are denied access to their mates because of circumstance like inter-stellar travel. These mateless individuals view the files to privately end their season.

They will not engage in this practice unless alone, I quickly discovered. On more then one occasion I deliberately burst in on lone males in various places on board the human ship. I did my best to be nonchalant and take no notice of their activity, all to no avail. They all stopped at once and then were greatly embarrassed and tried to pretend they were not engaging in it in the first place.

So I will accompany our male as he sleeps to see to it he does not squeeze out any part of his season during his sleep cycles.” Doxy concluded. ”If we are to be successful in causing him to pair bond with us we must remain the only means by which his season is taken.

“And during his dreams you will not taste of his phallus as it spills season seed?” Roxy accused Doxy. The three Joined females had become rather addicted to the males hormones in his seaasons. The mixture of it in the brewed alcohol they had brought with them from the Prometheus had proven to be an even headier and mildly addictive mixture indeed. And although he produced ample seed for all of them, they had grown more and more jealous of this supply with the passage of time.

“I know not of what you mean?” Doxy spoke knowing full well what Roxy was getting at.

“Do not play that game with me, I know that unfulfilled human males leak their seed as their unconscious minds wander in dream.” Roxy shot back at Doxy.

“Oh that, well I suppose I would keep my tongue out for any taste that might come my way.” She replied as nonchalantly as she could.

Her two joined hissed at her as one. The sleep cell arrangements were then quickly re-worked and a single sleep chamber replaced it. No tongue would be with out its fair share of William’s nightly discharges.

==Caught on the command deck and put to Stud== Ch.6

The enormous comet followed behind their ship during the long cold voyage out of the Oort belt as their spiral course took them ever closer to inner planetary orbit. It would take them several weeks still. Comet mining was slow delicate work. Comets were fragile things after all. They were burned by even the gentle solar winds were they not?

Will’s seasons were the subject of much study during this long leg of their voyage. He had never understood women, but as any man, he never had any expectations or hope of ever attaining such. The three Joined Saurian females who had taken to him were equally mysterious to his understandings. So when their formally unquenchable carnal thirst slackened he thought little of it at first. He spent more time on the command deck practicing piloting and navigation without any of his own computer equipment, which was the reason he had been given this assignment. He was already the equal of his Saurian mentors in many ways but he was still learning. And they had not serviced him in some time and he was still a very young and healthy male of his species. And he was alone or so he thought.

Roxy was the one of course who was on to him. She was every bit a predator in this way, stalking him often, her mouth edges parted in a Saurian smile. He had his phallus out and it stood firm, he rubbed it with some urgency. She crept up on him and the erection. Her tongue itched but she remained deathly quiet. Her tongue darted from her mouth and flickered, scenting the air. The scent-taste of sea salt was heavy! His season was leaking! Her tongue would be upon it, now. She stepped almost unnoticed from behind his seat on the command deck and shot out her supple tongue, lengths of it coiled his turgid erect member but only about the upper end. The tip of her tongue at the top of his shaft flickered about tasting and moping up every bit he had spilled.

When she was sure she had tasted all that she would find she released her grip upon it. and pulled her tongue back. And only then did she note his discomfort at her actions. As they always did when noting they had put him at unease she did her sexiest little giggle for him.

It didn’t have the effect it normally did at easing his tensions it seemed to have the opposite as he hurriedly tried to button his jumpsuit closed. He was having trouble because of the massive erection he was still sporting.

She observed his discomfort and felt ill at ease herself, she called out for Doxy but in a hiss above Williams range of hearing. She then grasped the seat restraint straps Will had about himself anchoring him to the acceleration couch and slithered under them so that she and he were pressed tightly together on the acceleration lounge. She flicked her tongue to his lips and found it tasted full of salty burnt toast. She could feel his raging hard-on against her hips. He pressed it up against her even now.

Doxy shot through the open hatch on to the command deck in answer to Roxy’s call. They conversed in hisses that were again outside his hearing. Doxy tasted of his flavors as well, she pulled back her tongue aghast. What had become of his cookie dough flavors! They had been stimulating him nonstop every shift for several cycles but not taking any seasons to find if his seasons became any different. All of them had been noting that he no longer softened even as he slept. Doxy hissed for Foxy too, he heard nothing, except for the giggles Roxy and Doxy made in their distress as they tried to comfort and console him. They were clueless as to the nature of his distress. Embarrassment of this nature was just foreign to the Saurians. No small wonder that his taste was overwhelming them. They had just caught him engaging in whacking off. And worse while he could not hear them as they chattered and had in turn called one another to the command deck he knew exactly what they were doing, and that made it all the worse.

“Remove his garments” Foxy said as soon as she tasted of him. Doxy slid her shoulders from the seat restraints. “No, not like that!” Foxy commanded. “Use your teeth Roxy, tear off his clothes as I did when he made us drop a clutch!”

Roxy bit her serrated teeth into the fabric of his jumper. “Doxy we must join her, be savage!” Foxy went straight for his crotch, she actually head butted Roxy’s hips out of her way and sunk her teeth around as much of his clothing covering his lap as possible and ripped it to shreds. Doxy and Roxy pulled on the remaining garment above the waste in opposite directions. In a moment more he was quite naked though still harnessed to the lounge. Foxy tongue raped his tongue as was her want. She liked to tip his head back forcefully by pulling his hair and driving her tongue down his throat. His gag reflex had in the past been a problem but she had learned not to touch the very back of his throat which caused this reflex, and thus her tongue had full reign of him from inside. She so loved the tastes at the bottom of his throat! Meaty and ever so succulent, but not today, instead it was sharp and a bitter vinegar.

She spoke to her Joined of this, and while Saurians have tongues and use them when speaking particularly when they speak in the guttural human language of English. They have little enough need of it when hissing amongst themselves. So while Foxy’s tongue was quite busy as it rammed itself ever deeper into William’s now sharp and bitter throat she took command of her Joined’s next actions.

“We have made a terrible mistake in denying him a season’s end whilst displaying sexually stimulating cues to him for so long. And now to have allowed him to believe he has disgraced himself before us has left him in a state of sexual humiliation! Males of his kind can off times never recover from such, I tell you. They develop misplaced feeling of inadequacies, and flee from their mates in despair.” Foxy tried to inform them.

Doxy fetch chute cups at once for us, Roxy join me in his throat, and this time take care to avoid the sensitive portions I have shown to you. And until Doxy returns keep grinding your hips against his member, but be gentle to its sensitive tip. The base doesn’t bruise but the tip does.” Foxy ordered them about like a doctor in triage. 

Foxy was basing her knowledge of the human’s sexuality on the porn files to a large extent still. And they often portray being caught in the act of masturbation as though it was the end of ones manhood. It was a shame the Joined ones didn’t study the psychological studies in the rest of the material exchanged between the two races, or Will wouldn’t have been the recipient of such sudden attentions. A shame though except for William to be sure.

The Prometheus was a large ship considering, none the less it was relatively crowded, more then one crewmember had inadvertently walked in on another during their “private times”. After all the adult content files had not been aboard strictly so that one day they would accidentally fall into the hands of the Saurians as it were. Thus Will had felt very little embarrassment upon being caught in the act by Roxy. Though all the giggling and talking about it in front of him was a bit over the top still he wasn’t humiliated by any stretch of the imagination. What they tasted upon him wasn’t humiliation but simple sexual frustration. And that kind of frustration would be relieved by three space sluts throwing themselves at him with abandoned in about a heart beat.

Doxy had returned with their chute cups. She forced Roxy to give up her seat on his lap and saw Will’s turgid erection delightfully spring upward toward her. Even in her brief absence her two other Joined had sweetened him. Having his mouth and throat violated had become rather common place for Will. Indeed as their technical skills had grown and they had learned to gauge his reactions it had become pleasurable in the extreme. Though he had to learn to stretch his jaw outward while keeping his neck bent and still, it was not a bad thing at all. So as the two Joined Saurians tongued him in his excited state and Doxy had returned to minister to his needs with her own mouth it was hardly surprising that the vinegar taste was falling away and turning sugary like warm honey.

It was Doxy who was gasping, she had learned long before the others did how to make his erection unload itself for her. And in addition she had learned how not to let it cum too quickly. It must be manipulated and ministered to for a certain interval for one to obtain its maximum portions. But this moment seemed urgent and she went straight in for the kill. She roughened her tongue just enough to make him oversensitive and squeezed him tightly, fully covering his chubby in her coils of tongue, with the roughened coils over the tip thrashing in a pumping motion. His load geysered into to her thirsting mouth and she swallowed him whole. Roxy and Foxy both hissed in consternation at this. Sharing of his fresh semen was now considered a requirement between them. And they could feel him heaving himself into Doxy’s mouth and knew what they were missing out on an extra-voluminous output. None the less they held him closely as he fully emptied his season for Doxy’s suckling mouth.

Foxy was much relieved, “Cookies oven fresh!” She cried. Roxy agreed “Still so sweet! He will want to couple again shortly! I can tell!!” 

“Let us take him to the lounge and make him dance for us!” Doxy added, her head buzzing full of his hormones and her egg sack bursting at the seams.

Roxy and Foxy flicked her with their tongues to taste her. “She took all his fresh long season for herself!” Foxy accused.

Roxy flicked her again, “Indeed she inebriated on his substance. You should not have been so selfish and not shared his long held portions!”

Doxy drifted with euphoria, “And you two are not going to get any of his portions with such behaviors! Bring him down to the lounge, he will dance for us. Once he has sweetened fully he will be desirous of coupling again shortly. Then you may each have a full share of him.”

“No doubt, but no share for you! You have already taken his greatest season!” Foxy protested.

Of course all Will heard of the conversation was the giggling designed to keep him compliant to their needs, there hissings were kept at frequencies outside that of human hearing

He had tried other dances with them, but they all preferred the Zero g. Tango. So Zero g. Tango had become his specialty. His girls as he thought of them loved this beyond all reason and he had learned that he had best be rock hard and ready when their appetite for dancing morphed into their need to be taken and induced.

His supply of clothing was becoming perilously low. So for safety he disrobed before he danced with any of them. His girls were quite unreasonable when their need of dance had been fulfilled. The biting and their clawing of the hands of his flesh was not at all pleasant some times. How they had learned to instinctually claw at him escaped him completely Because Saurians had no natural nails of their own, all his girls had were the brightly colored false human nails they wore on his behave. Though their tiny sharp teeth never escaped him, they had shredded his neck and shoulders on more then one occasion. They were always so terribly sorry when the damaged him so, fussing about with the med kit to heal him, that he had come to feel guilty when he frustrated them to that point. So in truth he didn’t fear the pain they inflicted with tooth and nail but rather the recriminations they would feel later!

Roxy was first to dance with him. Her ample breast pressed against him forcefully, he was sure that she and Foxy had added to the size of their mock mammaries since the voyage had begun. He just didn’t know why. He was attracted by all of them. Doxy’s much smaller chest augmentations gave him just as much pleasure, even with these thoughts he danced on.

He bent her backwards at the waste, her Saurian spine flexed much more then a human female’s, and he used this greater range of motion to heighten the sensuality of the dance, folding her back her head to her heels. Saurian feet are nothing like a human’s. Their heel does not usually touch the floor, rather they stand on the balls of their feet. They do not have toes as such but rather four small claws that clatter audibly on hard surfaces. Amongst their many elaborate ruses to alter their appearances to make him desirous of them were their “shoes”. The designs were all taken from the porn file that they had studied of course. In zero g. they had little problem wearing them. The only draw back was that they couldn’t grasp surfaces or grab bars with their claws when wearing them. Still they had adapted nicely.

Roxy wore the most elaborate pumps, the long steel stiletto heel tapered to a ridiculous point that could not be worn except in zero g. Indeed she had placed a small spherical tip at the end of it to avoid puncturing anyone or anything. Its other feature was the peek-a-boo toe. At the front of the shoe a small opening allowed a few of her toes to peek through. Of course it would have been Roxy’s claws in this case. He was unsure of what bit of chicanery she had adopted but three dainty toes with brightly red painted nails emerged from each of her shoes.

All this he observed as he bent her double. This also raised her hips up to meet his. He pressed himself tightly against her just there and felt her stiffen. The Joined Saurians were not the only ones who had learned how to press buttons. The difference he had come to realize was that it was only after a dance that their buttons could be pushed. And he had learned how to avoid pushing their buttons during a dance. It was funny how they didn’t seem to like that.

Not that they could take there eyes from him when he danced for them. No they were like a pack of hungry lioness, they followed his every motion. If he avoided sudden movements and certain repetitive patterns, they would remain aroused by his dancing endlessly. But let him set up a pattern and repeat it more then twice and they would be shredding his clothing again. Suffice it to say he wasn’t having any more of that behavior!

He had repeated no pattern more then once as he twirled Roxy away from him. He grabbed up Doxy who was whimpering and shaking at his performance and took her to him. She was engulfed and soused by his season still, the over abundance of hormonal saturation in that load had made her tingle to her very essence And he seemed to ooze maleness in his dance only for her.

It was an odd reverse twist that the Saurian females who had made themselves over to outwardly resemble the appearance of human femininity had changed even more so within. While the natural hormones that normally coursed through their systems were not identical to human testosterone oddly enough the human version mimicked their own hormones more closly then the Saurians mimicked girlish giggles. Indeed many of his hormones had come to replace the Saurian equivalents in all three of them. Saurians were much like dinosaurs on an evolutionary level and evolution had journeyed much further with humans and so had the elixirs of mankind’s sexual chemistry. So the females had become juiced up and supersaturated on his sexual chemistry which was also many times more powerful then what was natural and normal for them.

Doxy had become overwhelmed with William almost starting from the first time she had tasted of him back in the cleansing chamber. And as he continued his dance and repeated the same step again pressing himself tightly against her hips she was there for ever so quickly made ready for him to induce her. In her heightened state of arousal she climbed atop him with her legs wrapping tightly about his waste. He reached out with both his hands and firmly took hold of her tiny Saurian ankles and forced her legs apart as he repeated his last step for the third time and she impaled her self on his manhood. For the benefit of Foxy and Roxy he kept stepping to the same rhythm and repeated the same move again and again. At the same time he made Doxy into his fuck toy. He used her as he saw fit in the zero g environs and held her ankles far apart, his thick human arms overwhelming her slender Saurian leg muscles, allowing him to penetrate her deeply and with great ease and she in turn elatedly rammed a lengthy segment of her tongue between his lips wrapping his tongue in her coils. She so enjoyed coiling his tongue in hers just as she had done when she first tasted of him. His now super sweetened cookie dough flavor filled her mind as he now did her chute.




Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 04



Roxy and Foxy growled in jealous frustration as they looked on. He again pushed off the floor, tucking his legs up to cause the two of them to tumble slowly through the air, Doxy was screaming, though all William heard was her mimicking the moans of pleasure she had learned from the porn file vids. Roxy and Foxy listened to her screaming in extreme sexual overstrain due to the massive dose from his long held season that she had stolen for herself and this caused them to smile to one another. Roxy was the first but quickly after Foxy also shot her tongue between William’s lips and snaked down his throat to taste of his cookie dough flavors and too of the flavor of Doxy’s bitter orgasmic overload.

Both Doxy’s Joined sensed it first, twins again. Doxy was producing a second egg. The first time she had done this they could scarcely believe the miracle of it. Twins amongst the Saurians were not unknown. But a generation would often go by before such a miracle repeated itself. The part that most excited the Joined was that twins were always viable. One would think that they had long since collected an adequate clutch of eggs. But only about 1 in 5 eggs produce viable off spring. But Saurian twins were always viable, and this was Doxy’s third set of twins.

They tasted this in her as he brought her to completion. They were both jealous and envious of her as females but as her Joined ever so pleased at her great success again. However in their current sexual frenzy that needed to be sated and they didn’t care nearly as much as they cared that they were the next to be induced. So it was that Doxy was torn from William’s grasp by Foxy and Roxy together and Doxy once regaining her senses hurried off to place her twins into incubation.

Roxy was knocked to the side by the more sexually aggressive Foxy who liked to be more dominate with William. She did however continue to allow Roxy’s span of tongue to remain along with her deep in his throat but she was less generous in sharing then Doxy had been. Their two tongues intertwined as Foxy pulled back William’s head and bit into the flesh of his throat. She had also learned to press her sharpened spike-heeled pumps into the fleshy parts of his ass cheeks, so that each time she spurred him this way he rocked his hips into her with a violent brute force. She could no more accommodate his lengthy inducer in her chute cup any deeper then either of her other Joined but the way his fleshy penetrator’s girth expanded as he tried to push deeper and deeper into her made her squeal in both actuality and simulated delight.

She spurred him again and again and squeaked her porn star like girlish squeal in his ear. Roxy could taste the rising gorge of his seed. “Joined, don’t you dare end his season! I will not have you deny me the satisfaction of our male’s erect egg inducer!” It was just then that she realized that Foxy was trying for twins in emulation of Doxy. Roxy could not only taste it but she could also taste that Foxy had dropped her egg a short while ago and was deliberately try to conceal it from her.

“Release him at once! It is my time to have him loosen my eggs!” Roxy demanded outside the range of Williams hearing as they did when they did not want him to know of their private discussions. Foxy ignored Roxy and dug her spiked heeled shoes against the human male so he would force himself deeply into her. Her hope was that the added stimulation of his nearing climax might induce a second egg inside her as well.

“William, my couchy has a terrible itch that needs your special gift to scratch. Foxy has already had her itch scratched, won’t you please give little Roxy some of your couchy scratcher?” she imitated the voice of one of the porn stars that she thought he liked. The voice was hi pitched and accented. “Please” she said drawing out the one word .She spoke this into his ear and wrapped her tongue around his neck and gently placed the tips of her forked tongue into his opposite ear, wiggling the tips of her tongue deeper into his ear, and wriggled it.

Foxy wasn’t letting him go anytime soon, she wanted twins as well! She didn’t know how Doxy was doing it but she wasn’t going to let that stop her. His rhythm broke but his taste hadn’t changed to the fresh baked flavor that he exuded when his season left him. No he tasted suddenly of smoke and sea. And he virtually pitched her off him. His plight became clear to her a moment later as she became aware he was twisting and turning his head violently. Roxy’s tongue was tickling him fiercely deep inside his ear canal. And with a coil of her tongue wrapped about his neck there was no escape from the ticking forked tipped tongue for him. Roxy had won Foxy knew at once, with Roxy’s intrusive distraction his season would not turn for her. Foxy pushed free of William and let Roxy have use of him next.

Roxy still held William’s neck in a noose of her tongue now wrapping him much more lovingly around then mischievously and drew him tightly to herself. As soon as she could wrap him about with her legs she lowered herself into him gripping his knees from behind with her feet. She melted into him at once. And if he held any anger at the unkind tonguing of his ear it evaporated as she held him to her so that he might induce her last of all.

Doxy and Foxy hurried back to the lounge where the music still lilted on as Roxy was fucking William to completion. The three of them loved his flavors at the moment he unloaded himself like this, when his sweet taste would evaporate and would be replaced by the hot saltiness of fresh baked breads. 

William pumped and ground his way between Roxy’s entwining legs nearing the moment when he would shoot his wad into her chute cup. But never the less he had been so well indoctrinated by his girls that when both Doxy and Foxy each in turn snaked out a length of tongue to flick against his lips he would part them just enough to allow them entry into his mouth but would fold then in his own tongue and suck on them as they slid further and further down his gullet in essence making girls tongues feel welcome by swallowing them down..

All of the girls as one felt him tingle with their tongues still buried down his throat and that tingle began to electrify them. Doxy took his Season makers in one hand and felt the large hard nuggets jumping, she was careful not to squeeze them, the three tasted of him just as he groaned in pleasure and then Roxy felt him unload into her deeply. He arched his back and squirmed in Roxy’s grasp desperately trying to burry more of his fleshy induction horn into her. But she rode him like a bucking a whirlwind in the weightlessness of space and continued to ride him until he had spent himself dry in her chute.

The three Saurian females relished in the flavors of his state of climax. His flavors were both heady and maddening! Foxy was delirious from the powerful taste of him. And she was beginning to become addicted to his flavors at these moments and simply could not get enough of his potency. 

They could taste as his season’s last moments came. His turgid member shrank and after a brief time he allowed Roxy to escape from him. And she went off as the others had before her to deliver her newly induced egg to the incubators. Before she left she gave her chute cup to Doxy for the cocktail hour later that sleep cycle. So Doxy took it with her to spill out its contents into some moonshine in the galley.

That left Foxy alone with the freshly spent William. His breathing was long and labored, but she did not withdraw her tongue from his gullet to let him breath with more ease, instead she had coiled it around his flesh inducer to squeeze out any last remaining contents for her own personal pleasures and he clueless as to her real motivations were just sighed at Foxy thinking don’t these alien space sluts ever get tired? But then he wasn’t particularly tired himself, and he gave into her coils not very long after that returning to a high season’s erection and Foxy kept him in her coils all to her self for another season. 

When she had stimulated him to the brink with her tongue coils, she drank in his full load all by herself and in doing so she left herself so thoroughly buzzed on human sexual chemicals that she thought she could lay a dozen eggs, then she passed out and after a bit William scissored her between his legs, leaving his hands free and towed her to the sleeping chamber. And so Foxy missed the cocktails that night.

== The Simultaneous Orgasm as told by Foxy== Ch.7

Just before they joined the soundly sleeping William in the sleeping chamber, they listened to Foxy explain the events of the last two cycles.

“Taste him again, Joined!” Foxy ordered. Roxy and Doxy who had spent a double cycle engaged in Extra Vehicular Activities, servicing guide cables to the comet they were towing. Foxy and William had spent the day alone inside the comet tug, playing Foxy’s new game of sexual domination and control.

“Sweet bread? Maybe like fresh bread dipped in honey.” Roxy offered.

“Exactly.” Foxy agreed

“What are we to make of this, do you understand its meaning?” Doxy asked of Foxy.

“Yes, I do. As you know I had him all to myself since the two of you pulled a double shift on EVA duty. And I also figured out how you made twins Doxy!’ Foxy told of her schemes from earlier in the day.

“I don’t know how I made so many twins, I’m just a hotty in the sack I suppose.” Doxy said coyly in human.

“Lying bitch.” Foxy shot right back at her in English, all of them paused to giggle as girls for an eavesdropper’s enjoyment, just in case.

“So as you know when he awakens his cookie dough taste is warm and lightly baked in flavor. And when you take his season squeezing‘s then so soon after he awakens he offers them up quickly. If you partake of them the resulting euphoria is more mild and the issue is smaller in quantity then season’s taken later in the duty cycle.

Since I was alone with him for all the cycle and I wanted his attention” Foxy added, as though this was news to anyone.

“We know.” Both Doxy and Roxy rejoined in chorus.

“Do I interrupt you when you are revealing your master plans?”, Foxy accused, arching her back and sticking out her more massive frontal display apparatus towards them.

“She is so good at that!” Doxy complimented Foxy on her human like body language to Roxy. “But do go on, we will try not to interrupt you until all is revealed.” Doxy allowed.

Foxy went on, “It is easy to have all his attention when his fleshy inducer is engorged and we are coupling. The trouble is he can be emptied after only a short while early after he rises. I made the mistake of joining him in the sleeping chamber before he arose, I made him wrap his powerful muscular limbs about myself as he slept. And I tasted of him as he dreamed, did you know when he has nightmares his flavor burns sweetly? 

Now I know full well to always wear my chute cup when I have myself so compromised to his powerful body. But during his sleep this time his dreams were such that there were not sweet burning flavors during that sleep cycle. Rather his dreams seem to be causing his inducer to engorge and then slacken as the dreams filled and then passed from his mind. This went until near the end of the sleep cycle.

Well before the end of his sleep cycle, he awoke abruptly. I still had him wrapped about myself, and he took me very forcefully. I swear I could not have stopped or controlled him had I wanted to.” Foxy paused then expecting to be interrupted by some snide remarks about her not wanting to or some such. Foxy and Doxy looked on innocently.

“As I was saying” she continued, “he then spent himself very quickly into my chute cup and remained buried deeply in me and promptly fell back asleep keeping me locked in his arms so that I could not end his penetration of my chute.”

“Is this recount of your latest sexual escaped with our human male going to ever come to a point or are you just talking smut so you can get laid again?” Doxy wanted to know, she spoke in a dark husky voice of a mature human woman.

“You must hear me out dear Joined. All will be revealed.” Foxy informed them and carried on with more of her sexual escapade. “Shortly after he returned to slumber his flesh phallus stopped softening as it does normally after his season has turned and instead returned to its previously engorged state. I had been tasting of him the whole sleep cycle, and it was normal that he now tasted of his end of season baked bread flavors.

I had not set the awaking chimes this day as you two were already out on EVA and we had only a light duty schedule. So he slept on longer then is usual, still buried and erect in my chute cup, and his flavors sweetened much more quickly then is the norm for him!

When he awoke at last, he needed to use the waste recyclers and he cursed a bloody torrent as he had such difficulties fitting himself on to the recycler in his engorged state.” Foxy stopped for a moment, this called for a shared giggle session among the Joined.

“When he had recycled and freshened he joined me in the wardroom. Since we were on light duty he didn’t dress and had on the skimpy shorts he had slept in. And I could clearly see his state of arousal had still not fully left him.

Instead of eating a full ration pack, He instead had only a ration drink packet and he finished it down quickly, he wanted to play. So he dragged me from the wardroom table and made me dance with him.”

Doxy and Roxy exchanged incredulous looks, at the term “made me dance”. You can’t force the willing after all.

Foxy took notice of the exchange of glances and sniffed her best human sniff at their incredulity. “But he wouldn’t tango for me! He made all his dances have only two repeating steps. He did this to me forever! I was pleading with him and trembling all over from egg release denial. He told me to say things to him if I wanted him to tango for me. I had to call him the captain, I had to say I worshiped the captain and many other such things as well.

I told him everything he wanted to hear of course, we were both having such fun! Does he ever pay such attentions to either of you?” she asked in English, making her face up into the diabolical little smirk she recently perfected.

“We spend a double shift in sunless vacuum, and she is dancing and mating all cycle. Now she wants to know if we understand exactly how she dominates his attention so more then we do?” Doxy said to Roxy. “Yes dear Joined one, you alone of us can steal his attention better then both of us combined. Your expertise in the technical art of human male sexual arousal exceeds our humble own.”

Foxy simply squealed in delight at Doxy’s disingenuous compliments, “It is more then a little humorous that you should respond so, and use the term dominate. 

You see I did not understand there was more to his sexual game then just making me call him captain by not dancing to completion and moving me to egg dropping levels of arousal. He then began with the next part of his mating games.

So he next went on to tango at long last with me but he also made me mount him as he danced, but again he would repeat no more then two steps at a time. His fleshy hard inducer pounded in my chute cup with the same rhythms as that of his dance. I was trembling the whole time and he danced on and on with me mounted upon him so. At last I felt and tasted his tingling taste that signaled his seasons rise to their endings, simultaneously he then starting repeating the same steps endlessly over and over again for me as he then began to spill himself into my chute cup. So my egg was loosened and induced at the some moment he forced his hot torrential season into my cup as a direct result.

He was exhausted after that and he asked of me whether I had enjoyed what he called a simultaneous orgasm. I had indeed enjoyed the sexual playing! But I knew not of what a simultaneous orgasm was. He rebuked me, saying “That is because you are a space whore, where as I am a lover.”

He napped for a while as I placed my newest egg with the others. And of course I tasted of him as he napped. He was at last at his baked bread end of season self, his inducer in its flaccid state after all this time. 

But I decided I wanted to play at more these fun sexual games though. So while he napped I tried to find in the porn files information on the simultaneous orgasm.

Oddly there was no material. But I recalled his rebuke of myself being a whore and he a lover. He obviously was being flattering to himself and so I looked for material on lover, this lead to a none sexually explicit set of files on a topic labeled romance. And even though there is much material on pornographic subjects the romance files eclipse the porn file’s volume by many fold!

I waded through the romance section, looking for more on this simultaneous orgasm he spoke of. It turned out to be considered a rare delight seldom achieved by mating couples. Achieving one is considered the pinnacle of human mating prowess, and considered to be a sign of the greatest levels of caring for the needs of ones romantic partner.” Foxy revealed to her Joined.

“I am not surprised that he is showing pair bonding traits for us. That is the whole point of our constant couplings with him, to make him pair bond with us in a Joining!” Doxy reminded Foxy.

“Are you through?” Foxy veritably beamed in superiority at Doxy. 

“There is more?” Doxy didn’t understand.

Foxy then picked up where she left off, “Yes, that was all before lunch. Recall the two of you had a double shift on EVA. 

Well I now felt badly about not properly appreciating his efforts in engaging in this most exceptional of mating practices. Because we have no need for this prolonged coupling act nor for its ultimate goal of lateral achievements to be put into egg releasing ecstasy after all.

He is being kind and caring to us you see but in this his efforts are so misguided. I returned to the command deck where he napped and strapped us both together into the lounge. I placed his sleeping flaccid inducer against my mock buttocks cleavage where I could feel it well with my folded tail. Using a hand display I searched through the porn files for information on how to dissuade him of his silly notions of this simultaneous nonsense since it is waste to “romance” us in such a way.

It took me some time to really understand it, it makes no sense. But I suppose that is where we are so different from them in their mating drives, he offers me romance and it only annoys me sexually. So I had to make a “leap” in understanding as to what the power of their state of the never ending mating dance has over them. 

I tasted that he again begun to dream. I felt the inducer engorge and rise so I wriggled my tail cheeks on him catching the inducer more snuggly between my cleavage being careful not to wake him but enough to encourage the flaccid inducer back into height of season’s stance. I noticed that the longer it stood-up and I wriggled against it, the sweeter his flavor became. It is odd how much material there is in the porn files. One could view it forever it seems and never see the same exact file twice.

Fortunately it is well and extensively indexed, so I did a search on “Control” as a sudden hunch came to me.” She paused for a moment to allow her Joined to ask what all this meant. No one interrupted her though. So she kept the point to herself and would reveal all in her own sweet time.

“I awakened him for a light lunch of heated protein rations, and the leaves the humans eat. He mixed the protein with the leaves as he does.” They all had learned not to show him their revulsion at his eating of leaves.

“After we ate I tasted of his level of sweetness, I was sure he was much sweeter then he was normally after having had two seasons “cum” and go in so short a span of time. So I asked him to join me back on the command deck as a bit of a ruse. There I had him strap down onto the acceleration lounge. Once that was done I had no trouble making an excuse as to why he should reach behind the lounge with his hands. I quickly caught up his hands and used vacuum sealing tape to bind his wrists behind the lounge.”




Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 04



“You took away his freedom of movement?! That would surely anger him! I do not know why he hasn’t attacked you and injured you, they are a very violent species!” Doxy was aghast.

“Games! You forget they are unlike us with their sexual antics. You must learn to make the “leap”! We share so little in common in our mating enjoyments. To them we must seem to take no enjoyment in breeding.” Foxy tried to enlighten them.

“How can you say that? When he dances for me I melt, and when William induces me as only he can I am in paradise” Roxy insisted.

“You see as I said they are not at all like us, you are far too goal oriented compared to them. That is why he prolonged me earlier he was making my enjoyment last.”

“No he wasn’t! He was needlessly delaying your peaking so that you couldn’t be induced.” Roxy corrected her.

“Again you must make the”leap”, he was treating me as he would treat a cherished human female. They take great enjoyment from protracted coupling, putting off the goal for them is NOT UNDESIRED, indeed as I have discovered, it is also not without its benefits!”

“So he was not angered at your confining him?” Roxy wanted to know.

“No, he took my actions for those of a human female wanting to engage in a game as well, a game to heighten sexual enjoyment, as I had hoped he would of course. So what happened next…” Foxy’s storied continued.



Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 05



==Foxy's Escapades==Ch.8

On the command deck many hours earlier. (The actual scene of Foxy’s story.) 

Foxy had just bitten off the vacuum sealing tape and secured his hands behind the lounge when he said “I guess I deserve this for teasing you like that when we danced. So now you feel it’s your turn?” William recognized the shoe was on the other foot.

“Not so my pet male.” Foxy enjoyed ripping his clothes from him as it always caused him to become the flavor of such indignity, spicy! So first she tongue flicked his mouth and entered between his lips that he quickly parted for her before she tore his shorts off with the sharp long red nails she sported on the ends of each of her fingers. She now also tasted that he had grown sweeter still, she was sure of it! And the newly freed from his shorts lenghty inducer had hardened for her even before she reached for it. And then when she grasped it and warmed it between her hands it rose into its chubby full erectness.

“My pet male we are now to play a game of mine now that you have had yours. My game is much like part of your game the part where you made me subservient to you, it will be a control game we will play. But if you don’t want to play I can leave you tied-up here for my Joined to release, though they will not be returning from EVA for a very” on that word her voice dripped with honey and venom, “time.” She brought her face next to his and breathed her hotter then human breathe against his face. “So are you going to play in my game?”

“Oh yes my mistress I’ll play your game, you do want to be called mistress don’t you?” William stated with very little reluctance.

Foxy of course had no idea what he was talking about, while she had studied the porn files she had done so while he had napped with his sleeping cock enfolded in the folded tail that were her ass cheeks. So she had kept the volume muted so as not to awaken him. She had noticed that the females in control did talk with their subjugated males, she just didn’t know that talking was also a part of this gaming.

“William, please tell me? I don’t know how to play this as well as you do.” Foxy asked of her captive in her sweetest innocent little voice. She squeezed his inducer at the tip trying to make it offer up some few drippings of his quickly sweetening season.

“Yeah, you do want me to call you mistress in a game like this.” He told her with a grunt that signaled his pleasured response to the solid grip she had upon his newly aching hard-on.

“Yes call me mistress now pet male!” She wanted to taste more of his growing sweetness as he spoke to say “mistress” to her so she glided into his throat even more deeply with her tongue skillfully avoiding his sensitive gag reflex areas. He was warming and sweetening quickly for her.

“Your mistress wants your season to return again to you. I will not play nicely with you if allow this” she raked his stiffened member with her sharp nails and he gasped as they pricked at him, “to leave us. Will you do this for your mistress?”

“Yes mistress. I will do as you say.” Foxy liked this game immensely, she decided! He was aware only of her! And tied and helpless as he was, he had little choice. She thought she must teach her Joined of this! But no, she reconsidered she would keep this to herself so she could make him more solely hers with this as her secret. Her Joined would be made so jealous she concluded in her thoughts.

Foxy tucked her feet under the fleshy roundness of his buttocks cheeks to hold herself against him in the zero g. environment. She straddled his chest and moved her tongue around in his throat feeling and tasting of him. She made her frontal chest display naked of the outer garments so her swim bladder filled cups jiggled together and the large brown painted on areola and the fake nipples pointed down toward him.

He was always stirred-up when she made to tease him by thrusting her faux breasts outward using heaving motions that she had found that excited him. And she was most assuredly sex-thrilling him now. She brought them closer to his face but she never allowed him to take her artificial nipples in to his mouth as her nipples were attached weakly with a mild adhesive. He was however allowed to place his face between her encased and divided swim bladder mammaries and he took great pleasure in that.

Her exploring tongue lashed about in his hot sweet throat. For over an hour she realized she had kept him at nearly full sexual attention and his sweetness had matured into a steaming-hot molasses. Though there was almost none of the taste of the cookie dough like flavor that heralded his start of a fresh new season, instead his flavor was that of a season’s end a baked bread taste, how very strange she thought, he is displaying all the signs of starting a new season but he still tastes as he did from when he had ended his season earlier with me. Foxy decided she would continue in sex-play and learn what all this meant.

She bent low to him and drew her pre-fabricated nipples lightly across his lips while her hand was firmly stroking and squeezing his cock causing it to continue its weeping for her. She would change hands every so often to lap up what she had made it spill. The shear volume of leakage that she had wrung from William’s slowly weeping inducer and lapped up while playing this new game had sent Foxy into a luscious hormone euphoria causing her to become even more desirous of wringing very much more of it out of him.

Shortly after they had begun this game Foxy became aware that William’s inducer was seeping out his season at much greater volume then she had ever observed. At first she thought this would ruin him and a new season would never build up in him. But as his flavors sweetened noticeably in a very little time she decided that perhaps keeping the inducer in a continuous state of light fluid discharge might be having just the opposite effect.

So with William acceptingly tied up Foxy felt altogether unfettered to perform acts upon him that would be highly arousing yet simultaneously manage to disallow him a season’s ending. This notion positively thrilled Foxy and she wanted to make William come close to a climax promptly. 

So to this end she dragged her nipples across his lips and with her tongue nestled deeply in his gullet she quickly tasted his flavor transform into the biting-electric tingle that signaled he was about to eject his seed for her. His inducer was also sporadically spasmaning under her palm so she consequently released her grip on it but left a single sharp finger nail knifing in to it upon its most sensitive underside at the head. Despite this sudden withdrawal of Foxy’s ministrations to his throbbing erection, William who was so overly aroused that his season’s gorge continued to well up in him causing Foxy to desperately try to stop what she had summoned of him to this end she fiercely pressed his face into her pseudo breasts and smothered him. Suddenly unable to breath he became so intensely diverted that his former peaking ardor quickly waned. Foxy finally, after a time, let him breath when he forced his way free of her aggressively enough.

Experimentally she lowered her egg chute down over his rock hard phallus, William pushed expectantly up into her. Foxy felt tremendous relief at this! She had been so worried that she might have angered him by forcing his season from turning, but clearly he was not upset with her and was most anxious to play at sex with her some more.

She reveled in this naked victory over William and she literally “hissed” in pure ecstasy.

She was so delighted with her newly found control over his mating organs ability to empty itself. By mistressing over the stimulations to his inducer she could keep him from a season’s completion and hold him at high season for as long as she liked. And with care she could then even drive him to such a heightened stage of arousal that he furnished her a steady supply of his hormone filled fluids for her to get sotted on. And this game of controlling his powerful sex-drive was more the just a little addictive as well! So game on she did to him. Well over an hour later she was smothering him again for a fourth time.

One of the nice things about smothering him she had learned was that it also smothered his begging for an ending to his season. His begging at first had almost ended their play time because he made Foxy melt inside for him, he wanted to cum so very badly she knew. And she could not resist his begging of her again she was certain. So silencing him in between her great swim bladder cleavage worked so much better for her! With out his being able to breathe the tingling electric flavors of orgasm that had been building dropped to a less excited bland ozone. So with the confidence that she had contained him yet again she lifted her chest apparatus from his face so he could take full breath at last and re-gripped his tool with her other hand. 

Immediately she brought her free hand which had been flogging his cock to her mouth, it was covered in a clinging layer of his pre-cum. She placed her jism soaked fingers one by one to her mouth and using her red, red mouth edges she sucked off his cum with much relish, making a great show for his benefit of her consuming all of his fresh issue. That it clearly inflamed his waxing ardor for her, she could deeply taste of him.

Over time, he no longer grew sweeter for her as he had done earlier when she had brought him this close to release on three previous occasions. If he had reached his maximum sweetening she thought, it would perhaps be time for him to have his season pass, he was powerfully bucking and heaving in side her griping hand again, desperately desirous to have her bring him the satisfaction she had so long denied him 

She had no doubt any longer that he was sweeter then she could ever remember him being and she most certainly didn’t want to lose any of this most potent of his soon to be spilled season. Consequently she mounted him, with her chute cup firmly in place to protect his fleshy inducer from her from her jagged bony egg chute.

“If your mistress lets her pet male end his season inside of her will he then dance properly for his mistress and not just tease her with dance as he did before, my pet male?” she asked in total control.

“Oh gods yes!” he said in guttural tones as she allowed him to pump his hips into hers.

“Then end into your mistress all your season now my pet male, it is allowed. But your services are not done. Your mistress requires your inducer for service again shortly, is that understood?”

“YES, YES, what ever you want Foxy! Just please, please let me cum, I swear my balls are going to fucking fall off if you stop me again!” William had been driven well past rationality by Foxy’s repeated build up and following denials to orgasm. And now that he her permission to use his hips to fuck her chute he was going at her with all his remaining strength.

She reached behind him and ripped the taping with her sharp nails from his wrists and then snapped open his shoulder restraint buckles. He drove himself as deeply as he could into her shallow egg chute. Each time he bottomed out inside her his tortured swollen shaft bent at the base, the Saurian egg chute was jagged and bony so there was no danger that he could do her shaft any injury with his hardened flesh inducer. But he drove himself so feverously and forcefully into her with each stroke she began to fear he would tear asunder the cup and in so doing cause grievous injury to himself with in her.

Once he was released of his bonds she brought his face to hers tasting his growing excitement well up in him. She mashed her mouth edges to his lips and he wrapped his arms around her. With his thick muscular arms he was squeezing her to him with vice like forces. Foxy couldn’t believe the level of sexual intensity she had discovered she could bring him to.

For her own part Foxy’s head was full of William’s hormones and she buzzed from the top of her black wigged scalp to the tips of her clawed encased pseudo-toe exposing spiked heeled shoes, from that last share of his discharged pre-cum that had tasted heavier then any she had taken before. And now she would be draining from him another whole season, and if the pre-cum was any indicator of the “cocktails” she would make from his load they would be the very finest ever. But further only she would know how to make him give of himself like this. She giggled in Saurian with pleasure with that thought.

William’s rock-hard-long-abused cock surged inside of her in the first of his many spasms, simultaneously he pulled his head away from her face to suck down air. He gasped for air again and again as he continued to try to impale her ever more deeply with each surge as he erupted to himself empty into her cup. Her tongue gently coiled around his tongue through out. The taste of electricity and draining sweetness compelled her to not retreat her tongue an inch from her deep intrusions into him. It pleased her so when he was able at last to remove his hips from hers, though she could still feel him surge a bit more as his heart beat slowed. She had at last allowed him to exhaust his season. And he lay more then a little spent upon the acceleration lounge. When he released her from his death grip after a long while he lay back and closed his eyes, though he didn’t seem to sleep. 

He was extremely thirsty she realized, why hadn’t she noticed that flavor earlier? He had not tasted of thirst she thought as she remembered his flavor of but a moment before. To be so consumed by his mating with her that even the most basic level of bodily needs could be lost to him! How overwhelming must there mating drive be, if even thirst is subordinated by it. She kicked off the couch and shot over to the provisions locker for a water ration packet and brought it for him quickly.

“Thank you mistress.” He gurgled as he sucked the fluid out, draining the entire ration packet all at once. He still didn’t seem to want to open his eyes though and so she let him be.

“You may rest my pet male, then when your strength returns I will feed you. But you are still required to dance for your mistress after that. And you will make sure all is again ready”, She gave his now softened flesh inducer a gentle pat, making it clear what was later to be at the ready for her ”after you have danced that you might quickly induce your mistress, my pet male!” 

“Yes, my beloved mistress.” He intoned, and thought “She is such a fucking insatiable space slut.”

Although she had intended to keep this sex-game to herself it was what transpired next that changed everything forever, at least for all earthlings everywhere. It is indeed a wonder that such a simple deed like mating outside ones species could result in the epoch events that would come to follow.

When she left him she gathered up her chute cup. She dipped the tip of her tongue into her freshly harvested human season, if his pre-cum drippings had been enticing and addictively heady then this was just like that but jacked-up on steroids! She took it down to the galley and measured out a portion of Will’s moonshine. While baked goods and other grain grown foods were not edible by the Saurians they too enjoyed the water of life that was good strong drink. The Joined females had long learned they could add his spent season to the moonshine for a very special double whammy, a pleasant alcohol induced mellowing with the incredible euphoria of the human’s massively hormonally laced sex secretions.

She had measured out the usual volume of moonshine, but was taken aback when she went to mix in the contents she had just removed from William. She looked at the large volume she held and realized he had not ever produced so much of his fluids for them in any other sexual secession! It was of a greater volume then even his larger production loads that he had given up to them when much time had passed between takings of his season. They had long ago learned that the more time that passed between season ends the greater his secreted discharges. But she had given him almost no time between endings and in addition she had also taken two of his seasons earlier in that very same duty cycle.

The study of his turning seasons had been something they thought they understood some time ago. About once a cycle he would return to high season and be able to produce his maximum volume of discharge for them. In about half a cycle he could be emptied of only much smaller amounts that oft times were weaker and blander in flavor.

This time she had not only taken a third season in a single cycle from him but he had produced the largest volume of cum and that it was also the most strongly flavored she had tasted from him yet.

She poured herself a taste from the now freshly fortified moonshine. The tip of her tongue flickered happily out of her mouth as she was set a buzzing by the supped up “cocktail”! She couldn’t wait for her Joined to partake of her most heady new beverage.


Maybe he was worried she would tear off his clothes again, because his clothing supply was dwindling after all. So when he joined her for a meal in the wardroom he was still as naked as she had last left him. He smelled fresh and soapy from the refreshing chamber so she knew he hadn’t just left the command deck to come and share food so he could have dressed had he wanted to. Clearly she needed to find out why he had not dressed and what he wanted of her.

She decided that perhaps he still wanted to continue to play with her. If he would respond to her as mistress she could be sure. “Here my pet male I have heated up these roots you like and you may share some of my textured protein rations.”

He sat across from her and wrapped his legs into the zero g grips to keep him at the wardroom table. “You are generous to me my mistress.” He intoned as he had done before.

Oh goody! She thought happily to herself her tongue flickering madly about, he has not tired of my new game with him. She allowed him to all but finish his food before she placed her smooth soled shoe to the underside of his inducer. Her clawed foot was safely ensconced inside her shoe and his meaty fleshy phallus would be safe from it. She gently used the tips of her false toes to push his inducer upward so its little pick tip faced up at Will. She used her hands to unleash her false chest and squeezing her arms together increased the amount of cleavage she displayed for him. She then began to stroke her false cleavage with her equally false red fingers nails.

“My pet are you thinking about how you will dance for your mistress?”

“No mistress you are distracting me with you hands and feet too much for me to think.” He had hardened quickly again for her, she noted. She applied pressure to her high heeled foot pressing on his cock and balls. The heel drove cruelly into his sensitive season sack. He surprisingly didn’t retreat from the pressure she applied but rather leaned forward into her ministrations!

Foxy delighted at her control of his body and mind! It delighted her to no end, that she could be so compellingly provocative to him to the point that pain and even thirst were lost upon him. Will was giving himself over to her completely. This had turned out so much better then she could have ever imagined. She realized she must taste of her control of him! She hadn’t noticed that he had had his mouth open for some small time before she had thought to taste of him. He was anticipating what I am going to want to do next, she marveled at how he wanted to please his mistress. It was going to be such fun for her!

She placed her tongue on top of his tongue. And flicked the roof of his mouth to tickle it lightly knowing his dislike of such, but he didn’t move away either even though he had his face screwed up in suppressed laugher from her tickling tongue. His focus on her was greater than it had been before but this time his flavor was derived even more strongly from her dominance. Their long drawn out coupling and her control of his final release had changed his perceptions of her. He was after all use to being under the command of his superiors aboard the Prometheus. She wondered if perhaps he had a desire for one of his commanders to take him as a mate? And now had he transferred those desires to herself? She tasted more deeply, the flavor of her command over him was like a tart berry but with shade of a very sweet ripeness but still bitter enough to make her pucker up had she had any real lips.




Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 05



She pulled back her tongue, and sucked out the last of the new extra heady moonshine “cocktail” that she had sipped through out their supper, she was so very addicted to the highs she got from partaking of his seasonal unloadings and her head currently swam delightfully. “Your mistress will cease giving you further distractions unless you are prepared to dance for her, and then my pet male is not waste any time inducing an egg from his mistress. Does pet male fully understand?” She stepped down hard crushing his trapped member thus squeezing it tightly between her spiked shoe and against his own belly.

He grunted contentedly back “Yes my mistress I will bring you off faster then I have ever brought you off before, I promise. His thoughts were “She is making me so fucking horny, god damn space slut! Of course I’ll fuck her if she asks, much less demands!.”

“Good, if you do as you I have commanded your mistress will keep you with her and distracted for a long time and maybe let your season turn again. But no promises my pet male.” Foxy’s voice dripped with a porn star’s lusty sweetness. English was so easy for her to speak and that even as sloshed as she was on her “cocktail” she didn’t slur a single syllable but in her native Saurian she was almost unintelligible.

She felt her shoe grow slippery on the underside of his cock, and realized he was already responding to her. She then realized that he must like it when she verbally took command over his mating drives! Yet another level of control she had wrested from him, this was more then a small pleasant surprise. 

She roped her tongue down under the table to slurp at his leaking inducer’s tip. She moved her shoe lower to expose the tip and wrapped a coil of her tongue around his cock’s base. She then squeezed the coil while entwining coil after coil upward, squeezing out the inducer’s contents and coating her tongue tips in his astonishingly fresh pre-cum. She subsequently pulled back her pre-cum coated tongue tips, bringing them to her mouth with every drop she had just squeezed out of him as she could. And with that she replaced her spiked shoe to the tip of his dripping phallus.

She made a seen of showing Will that her tongue tips were dripping with his oozing pre-season, she next let it drip upon her bright red mouth edges and used her tongue tips lastly to lick it in off of her faux lips before swallowing of him deeply. 

This little performance she had viewed in the porn files any number of times, but she was sure that the superior Saurian tongue had to be more engaging then any human porn star’s flat little tongue could ever hope to be. And since William’s halted in their blinking and since he was apparently completely enthralled by her presentation she thought she was quite correct indeed! And she was loving it. It was also fortunate that one didn’t need to stand in zero g. because right now she was three sheets to the wind very bombed on “cocktails” and freshened seasons pre-cum.

Foxy was none the less still impatient and wanted him to service her promptly. She took her foot away from him and he leaked more clear fluids even as she did. They left the wardroom table and she tongue pulled him through the air by his leaking erect cock. She released her tongue grip on it every so often to gather his emanations to her mouth. The liqueur and hormones was making it hard for her to propel them down the module to the lounge and she kept bouncing off the walls, despite her difficulties they eventually arrived.

William was only drunk on hot lustful heat for Foxy and so she completely filled all his thoughts and since his only thought was that of fucking her up the egg chute it was not much of an issue, so he had no difficulties when he expeditiously set on a music file for them and propelled himself at great speed back across the lounge over to his impatient mistress Foxy.

She as his mistress had commanded him to get her off and induced ASAP, William knew while his girls liked to tango mostly, that what really got them off was simple repetitive movement in dance. The more simple and repetitive the better, William knew he’d have mistress Foxy howling like a banshee in no time. And just because they knew he couldn’t hear them when they screamed in the throws of their mating passions didn’t mean William was unaware of these self same cries. They were on a confined spacecraft, for crying out loud! The place was loaded with intercoms and transmitters etc. William could see with out turning his head any number of these read outs as they displayed the silent Saurians’ orgasmic shrieks.

He struck a pose as he grabbed onto one of the grab bars and allowed his change in momentum to cause him to summersault backwards and spin. His forward motion checked, he drew in his arms as an ice skater does, and accelerated his whirling. Foxy felt herself responding to the start of his dance immediately. He touched the deck with one foot then with the other and he caught a toe-hold on a deck plate. Now with both his feet on the deck he bent his knees until he was in a semi- crouch. He folded his arms out in front of him and away from his body. William then kicked outward with one leg keeping the other caught on the toe hold he had on the deck plate. He withdrew the leg he had kicked with and shot it back to catch the deck plate toe hold, just as quickly as he shot the restrained leg out and repeated the simple pattern. Foxy didn’t even last until his third repetition of his very simple little dance.

“Enough my pet male, induce your mistress this instant your dance has loosened her eggs already!” she gasped at him weakly. He smiled his broadest smile displaying his large bright white teeth to her in a fearsome threat display. She knew of course that among his people the teeth bearing threat display was not meant to be a threat, but still her heart trembled at his approaching fearsomely smiling visage.

He bumped into her body with his chest and wrapped her up in his arms. He kept his own legs together and strait so they would be out of her way so that she could wrap her legs over his hips as was the way of her people. As soon as she had done that he heaved himself into her aggressively, causing her to gasp at the overwhelming way he could make her induce. She was his again, and she wanted to be consumed by him completely, though it was she who was doing the consuming just then, placing her mouth to his and forcing him to again swallow her tongue deeply so she could taste of his tart berry flavor and have it fill her as he filled her chute. But you still couldn’t force the willing and William happily swallowed length after length of her tongue kissing it with puckered lips as he did.

He pumped her up and down with a powerful velocity and caused her to quickly induce an egg. Foxy now blissfully induced started to withdraw her tongue from him preparatory to dismounting, when he then induced her to loosen a twin egg inside herself. William watched as the com-unit’s readouts jumped off the scales.

Still screaming silently she gently pushed back from him and he released her. She gathered up the precious twin eggs. “Oh my beloved pet male, thank you! Mistress Foxy promises you her full attentions for the rest of this cycle and she will make sure that you are granted all that your mistress can do that fulfills your every sexual craving. Mistress will return momentarily.” She swiftly whisked off her precious twins to the incubator, she had sobered up a bit.

He of course was clueless as to why she was so appreciative. But he was glad she wanted to continue with him, he had never been so randy so often or this much in one day in his life. Who knew that having sex all day long could even be done let alone be this much fun! And lets face it he thought she was really trying and he was really very willing.

When she returned she carried a small black length of hard rubber tubing used to pipe any number fluids or gasses through out the ship the piece she held was obviously a piece of scrap. His hard-on had not left him during her brief absence. And it jumped excitedly when she cracked her baton against her skintight pvc suited thigh making a sharp smacking sound. He pushed off from his place and shot at her through the air in the weightlessness of space. He tucked and rolled as he got half way across to her and extended his legs and then using the tops of his naked feet he caught a grab bar on the floor and his forward motion was lightly checked. He reached out to Foxy with his arms as his body moved forward and down on the pivot of his foot hold.

She liked it when he reached out for her to halt himself like that. The clawed feet of a Saurian had no where near the strength of the muscular human foot. So stopping like like that when shooting across the compartment like William did just wasn’t even possible for a Saurian. His ability to move about the module in zero g was amazing. Saurians of course used their tongues to cross long distances in compartments, reeling them selves from point to point. But William would just kick off at tremendously insane velocities and with what seemed like a wild last minute grab at one grip or hold he would bring himself to a stop burning off the excess momentum in graceful spinning summersaults. William didn’t just cross distances in zero g he took flight. So when he grabbed on to her at a flight’s end she knew it wasn’t because he needed to, but because he couldn’t keep his hands off her and that was just the kind of attraction she liked to feel from him best of all.

She knew from the porn files that in this kind of sexually stimulating game she shouldn’t permit him to have excessive access to her body. So as he reached for her she pushed on him with her long baton and forced his face onwards towards her feet. Foxy’s feet looked very much like human feet in her black spike heeled peek-a-boo toe shoes. So you wouldn’t know how different in structure and lacking in musculature they actually were from being human. And where the toe-openings at the front of her shoes allowed three of her toes to “peek” through, she had what appeared to be three very sexy human toes with the nails painted a bright red to match her fingers. The toes were in truth hollow flesh-like attachments of the shoe itself, into which her own claws extended so she could wriggle the false toes from inside with her claws.

She wriggled her toes for him to see and continued to push his face to them although she couldn’t actually feel anything when he brought his mouth to them, but since she had tongue coiled up his fleshy inducer incasing it fully in a length of her tongue so she felt it when his rock hard hard-on contentedly spasmed for her as his lips found her toes.

My human male is stimulated by such a varied assortment of feminine visual cues! She and her Joined had studied many of these stimuli and had been able to mockup quite an assortment of these upon themselves. 

Her normal Saurian form was severely lacking in almost all the normal human feminine paraphernalia. It was Doxy who had prioritized what articles of feminine pulchritude they would need to emulate to accomplish William’s seduction, Foxy marveled at how thorough an understanding Doxy had of the human male’s responses to certain feminine gender cues. While thinking on this Foxy wriggled her claws again trying to trap William’s tongue just for fun and tighten her tongue coils that encased his raging hard-on and strangled some fresh pre-cum ooze out of it.

He was so turned on by this that his encoiled inducer spasmed lightly and spilled fluids less slowly over her tongue. So she swatted his buttocks with her baton and his whole body writhed, and he softened in her tongue coils for a moment. “Do not enjoy of your mistress too much yet pet male. She desires to play for very much longer yet.” She delighted in how thoroughly he obeyed her and quickly brought the spasming leaking inducer in to control as the spasming subsided away at her behest. She had left a little red welt upon one of his buttock cheeks. She swatted the other cheek to make it a matched set, he again jumped but much less so and this time the strike caused him to soften not at all within her enfolding tongue coils. And this went on for some time…


==Foxy's Escapades Continued==Ch.9

Some time later…

She had swatted him with her baton so often by now that she feared he would have been covered in one big red welt! But she had been gentle and the first welts had long faded away freeing her to make them anew, though despite her now constant whipping of him he was spasming uncontrollably for her. And her tongue had absorbed such quantities of his seeping season for so very long now that she was unable to consume any more of his heady elixir. So she pulled him up from her false feet by a fistful of his hair and brought his face up to hers.

She uncoiled her snaking tongue from his incessantly weeping tool and watched it continue to twitch and dribble even though it was no longer in her grasping coils. “You have lost control of it completely. Even my caning you no longer has the desired effect of keeping you from ending your season until your mistress is ready to take it away from you my pet male. And your mistress is not at all ready yet.

“Yes my mistress.” William agreed, though he was very annoyed with her for leaving him hanging like this, he wanted her to tongue coil him up again in the worst fucking way!

Instead of putting her tongue to where William wanted she instead tongue flicked his lips which he immediately parted for her as a conditioned response to this action, she said as she roped her tongue in between those same parted lips, “I wish to be inside with you.“ He didn’t need to do much to comply with her, she had a firm grip on his hair and she had pulled his head as far back as it would go, he opened wide his jaws for her and felt her supple tongue deeply penetrate his throat. 

She tasted of him and his bitter berries flavors were now so sweet! They were the sweetest taste he had ever produced for her she was sure of it. And she wanted to keep him like this forever. But she recalled how he had begged for her to allow him to end his season and how badly she felt for keeping him from it! So maybe not forever she thought, but not soon, no not too soon.

She kept him thoroughly worked up using her hands and feet and tongue upon the hapless twitching inducer, if he became over stimulated she would cease all contact with him except the deep tongue kiss until she tasted that he had again calmed some. When she allowed him penetration of her egg chute she didn’t permit him to move, but instead she would be the one to move up and down on his over teased and hardened inducer, if he couldn’t control his hips and didn’t keep still she would push him off. 

And Foxy reveled in this power over him and so she kept his male member in a constant state of dribbling discharge even though he and she were both becoming quite covered in all this very sticky issue.

It was during this time that Doxy and Roxy opened the airlock and stepped though. William had his hands clasped behind his back and was sucking on one of her spiked heels, her tongue was also there with him in his mouth so she could closely track of his flavors of urgency. He still had his cock buried in her cup, and Foxy used her arms against his hips to push and pull herself slowly up and down, maddeningly much too slowly as far as William was concerned, thus she kept very him near full arousal but did not permit him to achieve climax.

Foxy spoke to her Joined so he could not hear. “If you two get cleaned up, feed and put on your human mock-ups for William I will have him dance and induce you both. And a huge surprise lays in store for you then, oh and make very sure when you feed to partake of some of the newest batch of our William’s essence in “cocktail” form.”

Doxy slithered her tongue into Williams busy mouth and was shocked by the amounts of the electrical flavor she found there which she knew meant his season’s end was very near. “You are about to end his season Foxy, it will take us nearly an hour to get out of the vacuum armor bathe, dress and feed. He won’t want to engage again in mating activities in so short of a breadth of time.” Doxy made sure she was understood.

“My pet male would you like to have release again this cycle?” Foxy made for him to respond.

“Mistress, yes please mistress.” He again said in the respectful tone she had been encouraging in him.

“You will only have release if you can last until my Joined have readied themselves for you to egg induce. And they will need at least another hour to ready themselves for you, am I understood.” She pulled her self off him leaving his inducer alone and cold in the air, his twitching malehood didn’t soften or stop twitching even though.

“Mistress, yes mistress, I will do as you ask, but please allow me to penetrate back into you now, I plead.” She had made him beg of her again. Just one of the things they had taught each other during the long cycle spent in sex play.

“Mistress believes you sweet dear pet male.” She cooed to him her voice breathy and seductive. And she pulled her hips to his so he could penetrate back into her chute. And felt him grow harder then he had been before, the bitterness in his berry taste suddenly lessened. He hated it when she left his chubby inducer suddenly hanging cold and unaccompanied in the air like that. But he was quick enough to forgive her as soon as he found himself firmly ensconced with in her again.

“What have you done to him!” Doxy demanded, “Have you driven him insane does he even like to be treated like this? What kind of threats did you make to him! He will never do our bidding unless it is voluntarily! You have ruined our plans!” Doxy wailed and carried on.

“Does sweet pet male like what mistress does to make him happy? Will her pet male obey his mistress freely?” Foxy said in a way that teased him mercilessly, he thrust his hips forward to try to burry himself further into her chute but she could not accommodate any more of his length so he was unsuccessful. She battoned his rear sharply to show-off for her newly arrived Joined and to correct his misbehavior.

“Mistress, yes mistress… my beloved mistress you know you make me yearn for you and I obey you of my own accord.” William was really still enjoying himself even if he was near tears in his need to be gotten off. He was as surprised by what utter rapture it was to be worked up for so long, and he was even more amazed at her talents in making him so desirous of her continued sexual enticements.

“I perceive you have done nothing wrong Joined! I know not what this is all about but we will ready ourselves as you ask.” Doxy conceded her amazement at William’s new behavior.

“He likes you to strike him like that?” Roxy asked incredulously.

“No he doesn’t, but I have come to like it ever so much.” Foxy said and struck him again though he showed no signs he had even noticed. She continued to pull herself up and down along his shaft and as long she was chute fucking his twitching drooling cock he no longer took any notice when she struck at him.

“Now go I am excited to show you my newest findings!” Foxy commanded her Joined, and so they left to refresh and ready themselves.

By the time Doxy and Roxy had at last adjourned to the lounge Foxy had long since sobered up from the moonshine and cum “cocktails” of earlier in the duty cycle, but William was overwhelmed with Foxy’s interminable over stimulation of him and he was rendered wholly compliant now to his mistress Foxy.

“We partook of the new “cocktails”, Joined” Doxy slurred slightly, “the male’s essence in it is like rocket fuel. What did you do to him to obtain such powerful issue?”





Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 05



“Allow me to tell you of it then. I started this cycle by taking two of his seasons, one before breakfast and the other shortly after we breakfasted. I then took a third one from him, and it is that one you drank of.” Foxy informed them. “And he will offer up his fourth season of the cycle whenever I wish him to, but not before.”

“You have had a most busy day Joined, you must explain this sudden change in the amount of time it takes for his seasons to return to him. And why he has given over command of there endings to you so completely.” Doxy inquired of Foxy.

“My Joined I will tell you all about it, but much later! First you must,” she spoke her next words so William would hear. “Induce with pet male.” Then in Saurian,”I have discovered something even more marvelous! “

Foxy next addressed William, “My sweet pet male, I want you to dance for my Joined now just as you did for your mistress. You will then induce them with all due haste. But YOU are not to let your season end! You may only end your season with your mistress Foxy, and only when she allows it of you. Mistress Foxy will have your seasons end soon once you have induced her Joined ones I promise my pet male.” Foxy used her seducing tones with him while squeezing and relaxing his tongue coil encased inducer.

“Mistress, yes mistress” he spoke in blue balled pain mixed with the expectant ecstasy of ejaculating after so very long.

“Go and make your dance for my Joined.” Foxy commanded of him.

She released his inducer and he hurried to dance so that he could return quickly to her pleasuring powers over his sex organ.

Doxy was climbing on to his inducer very shortly after he repeated the third step. And he tried to hold back as he induced her. Foxy had remained with her pet her tongue within his throat scrutinizing his flavors to ensure he remained under her full control. She kept him her under control by cruelly squeezing his season makers in their slack sack when he flavored too closly to losing his self control.

Doxy was unaware of Foxy’s cruel treatment of William’s balls, even as she felt him induce her and then she screamed in rampant ecstasy as he induced a TWINNED egg in her. William despite his mixture of tortured delight took small notice of the readouts again going off the scales, damn he thought I’m good!

Roxy’s inducement went in exactly the same way, but for Roxy it was her first induced twin. And her screams of ecstasy drowned out those of Doxy by an order of magnitude. William as usual heard nothing but her porn file learned moans of orgasmic satisfaction. Foxy who could hear was holding her ears with her hands, so it was fortunate for Foxy that the still screaming Roxy had quickly leapt off Williams tortured inducer taking her ear slpitting screams and her twin eggs with her to the incubators. 

For William though it was agony that she had abandoned his inducer in such haste just when he was about to jism heavily in her. William’s ability to find release didn’t subside entirely at her sudden departure and now with her screams gone as well Foxy quickly saw to it that Williams loss of control was returned to him by again gripping him tightly by the season bringers. In no small amount of pain William cursed under his breathe as he lingered impatiently for Foxy to finish him.

The two newly induced Joined Saurians returned to the lounge to find Foxy and William locked motionless together, Foxy was holding back his head and had her tongue fully uncoiled deep inside his throat as he no longer gagged on it at all, her training of him had taken care of that. She held his gaze with her eyes but held her mouth away from his.

She with drew enough of her tongue to permit her Joined to taste of his sweet bitter berry dominated flavor. “It is time. Oh my sweet loving pet male, give your mistress all of your season at once, she commands of you to bring your season to an end and expel it all now!”

A moment before he heaved his flesh inducer into her cup protected chute far more violently then Foxy would have believed possible, his berry flavor improved and the berry became extra ripe in sweetness and the bitterness evaporated to nothing, and he filled with the flavor of the electric bolts and lighting ozone of his orgasm!

He heaved his overly motivated inducer deeply into her, he was harder then rock, so when he bottomed out in her egg chute cup his cock no longer bent at the base as it had done earlier. Instead it was the chute cup that would have to be the one that gave before the relentless object that William’s turgid shaft had become. Foxy felt him defeating the cups structural design limits and pulled his lips to her mimicked lips, the way he so liked. “Give up to your mistress your hot sticky summer season now don’t wait, your mistress commands this of you! End it inside her now my sweet pet and she will be with you to take it from you again next cycle.” The second sentence she changed her tone to plead with him. “And your Mistress will take away from you much more pleasure. But you must drain yourself when she commands and not a moment later!” she cajoled him desperately trying to end his season within her before her cup’s imminent structural failure occurred.

He drove his stone hard cum gushing cock into her, his fingers digging into her shoulders as he pulled her down on to himself in uncontrollable fits of orgasm. He strained his hip upwards to meet hard against her’s and the egg chute cup had to give before him and grant him greater passage then it had ever been designed to permit. It never stood a chance as he tore into it, he was hard as cold cast iron, and he was driven into an incensed frenzy from the hours mistress Foxy had kept him the breadth of a knife’s edge from this very moment.

Foxy was in a panic, she couldn’t escape his muscular iron grip on her. As his raging animal instinct made him want to burry ever more deeply his seed into her, he dangerously strained the soft construction of her protective egg chute cup as his fierce erection strained to travel past where the cup could possibly accommodate him.

He was ruthless on her, and in her. She could not free herself from his impalement by even a fraction, he would injure himself badly if she didn’t save him from his own terrifyingly deep penetration of her.

Doxy and Roxy understood what was happening but they too were helpless to stop or slow his savaging of Foxy’s cup. He didn’t last much longer Foxy had taken too many of his seasons that cycle for even the hyper-aroused William to be able to expel at length.

But even after he spent the last of himself within Foxy he refused to unlock himself from his mistress, keeping himself as deeply in her depths as he could for a long time his empty shaft twitching and pulsing with his every heartbeat. The Joined all just held onto him as they floated about, desperate to tend to his badly wounded tool. When at last sleep overwhelmed him it was only then that they could finally loose his ferociously arduous hold upon Foxy.

Foxy lifted herself from his grasp and slid herself off the perma-erection he was still sporting, even as he slept. Doxy grabbed William up and pulled him to her directly. She was ready to bandage his mutilated cock with one of his own first aid kit’s aerosol bandages. But all she found was one small puncture wound on his inducer’s darling soft pink head. The shaft showed no sign of abrasion as they had all so feared. Ever so gently she squeezed the aerosol to release a tiny pearl of liquid bandage and applied it to his tiny puncture wound. 

Foxy lifted out her egg chute cup and was careful to gather up his excessive seasonal spillings. She squeezed William’s dear viscose fluid out of the cup in to her baton and crimped down the edges. Once she had seen to gathering up his spent season for the later mixings with moonshine she showed her cup to her joined. “It is in ruins!” Foxy exclaimed.

“Here let me see,” Doxy asked “He has ruptured it through and through! Look here right through the top here and here.” She put her fingers through the sizeable openings. “And look he has shredded it all along here and here as well. Yet he shows almost no sign of injury, I do not recognize how the jagged bone spurs of your egg chute didn’t flay the thin skin from his hardened inducer’s shaft completely! And the soft pink head should be very punctured and deeply at that as well, I am mystified!” Doxy concluded from her inspections of the torn and ruptured protective cup.

Foxy looked over at her sleeping pet male and opined. “It is no mystery, my Joined I know how it is that the human has escaped injury“, Foxy lowered her head and breathed warmly on the perma-erection and cupped it tenderly in her palm taking care not to wake him. “He is one of Earth’s finest. Fear Him Or Love Him. All else is very unwise.”

The three Joined towed William’s very still form to the sleeping chamber and secured him for the sleep cycle.

Foxy still wanted to tell her Joined of the rest of the days events, so she began. (She picked up where she left off in chapter 7, chp 8 and 9 are flash backs remember?)

She told them of what had transpired before she tied him up on the command deck and what happened there after. And then when she had finished told of her findings.

“His seasons are not determined by the single variable of elapsed time as it first appeared. Time is a key factor but not the only one. If you arouse him and he allows you take away his control over his season’s release you can prolong his time at high season. He will enjoy it if you make him enjoy it. But he won’t give over control unless you make him be desirous of giving over his control!”

“That is circular logic it makes no sense” Doxy dismissed Foxy’s line of reasoning. Doxy was quite correct it made no sense, but truth has never cared a wit about making sense and Foxy was quite correct.

“I don’t care what you think! I still now know how to sweeten his flavor so that we can take his seasons from him in larger quantities and with greater potency at that, whenever he offers to compel me to wrest away his command over his seasonal conclusions.

All I need do is keep him continuously aroused and the nearer to his seasons loss the better. And keeping him but a mere moment from this makes me the center of his entire world. He no longer even feels pain or thirst when I have him in such condition. The outside world can only return to him when I consent it too. 

And when I finally do take these season’s fluids they are more disproportionate in volume then normal though of a very different composition as you have tasted. They contain less of his seed I believe and much more of the fluids that carry his seed. One achieves these build ups of his seminal fluid through by keeping him very aroused over long durations. And it is this seminal fluid that contains these hormones of his that cause us to not only be light headed, but when mixed with alcohol and taken shortly before inducement CAUSES the egg TWINS!”

“By The Stars! Do you realize what this means?” Doxy asked her Joined, the color latterly draining from her mouth edges.

“Yes” said Foxy, “We can make as many twins as we like!” she finished naively.

“No it means we can bottle him and sell him. We will make a fortune. Teach us how to make him want to give over his control of himself.” Doxy was mesmerized by this startling revelation.

“No, he is my pet male get your own”, was Foxy’s egocentric response. As she turned her back to her Joined to face her sleeping pet male with his perma-erection staring its one eyed glare at her. She did her best imitation of a human pout in response and she turned and snuggled her padded buttocks into his erect inducer and he put his arms about her. They all lightly entered him with their tongues between his lips when he reflexively parted them at a commanding flick from Foxy’s tongue. He was not showing any signs of cookie dough flavor yet but his baked bread flavor was raw and sugary and as Foxy tenderly rubbed her ass against his inducer they all were sure he was quickly sweetening once again.



Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 06



==The Beach Scene or The Money Shot==Ch.10

Following their successful comet delivery run William was given some leave and took it with his Joined Saurian girls who took him down to visit the planet’s surface.

It the Joined’s their first trip to the lake side on the planet, William was speaking. “And you say all this was done in only the last 50 years? That we couldn’t even have survived with out full environmental suits?” he marveled.

His three Saurian females looked nothing like their usual selves. Gone were all the usual humanizing accessories the Saurian females used to keep William sexually enthralled with them. “And this lake is solely the product of the comets your people have been hauling in from the outer stellar system. Just amazing!” William was in turn enthralled by the Saurian engineering feat. 

“Are we allowed to swim in the lake?” He asked them.

Doxy giggled even though she had ditched all her human mock-ups, she still had kept her mouth edges fluffed and colored in her imitation of human like red lips just for him. No Saurian would notice. “I wish! It has been so long since I last dipped my tail aboard your human starship the Prometheus.” Doxy lamented, her two Joined shot her disdainful looks as they had not been part of the Saurian team that had first investigated the newly arrived alien ship and it had been even longer for them both since they had last been able to dip their tails.

“Anyway the water is like ice, silly! It will be many years until we can change the environmental temperatures of this place to allow the lake to ever warm.” Doxy explained at length.

“Oh.” He poked a finger into the chilly waters, “I see.” He next observed, “I see a boat being rowed out the lake can we go on it?”

Doxy didn’t giggle this time, “No that boat is only for other Saurians. But anyone can go boating on the lake, though a powered vessel would not be aloud because of the delicate nature of the still budding habitat. “

“What is on that island?”

“Would you like to find out?”

“Yes”

“Then take us there, oh please!”

“Yes, Yes Please” Foxy squealed.

“I want to go too, please Will take me there too!” Roxy pleaded as she had learned from Foxy in how to hold sway over him.

William looked out over the icey cold waters, he watched the Sauraian boat with its half a dozen individuals rowing out to the island. That would be an awful long way to row or paddle he concluded. His girls were eying him intently Doxy stepped closely to him and tasted. When she did the other two closed on him as well and each tasted of him in turn.

Why do they have to do that so damn much he wondered. It was not at all unpleasant once he had gotten use to it, and the way they used their tongues during their frequent passionate sexing of him had really grown on him. As he thought about all this, he spied many abandoned construction pontoon floats. The girls squealed in delight before he even opened his mouth to ask where they could get a quantity of textiles that could be made into a sail. They had all as one tasted his solution upon him at the moment as he had figured out how he was going to bring them out to the island.

“Did I not tell you he was a resourceful beyond all reasonable measure?! That he would take us to the island with out needing the use of the ferry, that he could just dream up a way with nothing more at hand then what he would find!” Doxy gloated in glee.


“And did we not listen?” Roxy stuck out her tongue at Doxy just the way she had learned humans did when making a point like that.

“After we have fertilized our clutch we are not going to let him leave us are we?” Foxy needed to know. “I can not be long parted from his taste. I would rather die then be without my pet male”

“Though we have not yet Joined with him, we will never allow him to leave us, I promise Joined.” Doxy said in a solemn earnest tone. Although how she could say such nonsense made no sense, William was not free to stay with them. His current assignment completed he would be returning to duty aboard the Prometheus and when the human exploration force left to return to earth he would return with them as he would undoubtedly be under order. And William was trained to die before disobeying orders, and only those individuals who were earth finest were aboard the Prometheus. Doxy was either lying or insane to make such a promise. William would be leaving them as soon as his 48 hour leave was up.

Doxy hadn’t yet, but she was about to change all that. And only she realized the enormity of it all. In the mean time they got busy…

William had cut the sail fabric into to large sections one a triangular shape that he stretched between two sections of metal tubing. He had had the Joined Saurian females make purchases of a hand welder, tubing, fabric and plenty of rope. He had secured two of the abandoned pontoons together with the tubing and welded another length of the tubing up right between the pontoons onto the center of one of the welded-on pontoon cross pieces.

He had spotted abandoned thick panels of fiberglass left over from some earlier construction work. He had sliced one large thick panel into 4 pieces two of which he had attached with the tubing to the rear of each pontoon and two he ran into slots on either side of the pontoons into mounts he had welled on. Morning had just passed and afternoon not yet begun when he dragged it all down to the lake. He stood ankle deep in the cold clear water and his girls climbed on to the fabric trampoline stretched tightly between the pontoons atop the welded-on cross pieces.

“What’s in the box” William finally asked as he pulled the halyard and raised the sail high and then tied the halyard off on to a cleat mounted securely at the base of the mast. The steady breeze swung the sail wildly away from the little boat. He scampered hurriedly between the Saurian females to grab up the tiller and the sail’s main sheet to regain control of the suddenly whipping sail. As he did so they desperately guarded the box from his sudden movements which rocked the little craft.

“It is the labors of your pleasures, my sweet male.” Vamping Doxy saucily let him know know she wasn’t going to give him a direct answer.

“Labor!” Roxy giggled “I get it!”

The rowing ferry boat was nearing the half way point just as they set sail. Aboard the sailing ship the Saurian women all wanted to sit with William closely. But here he was the captain and he made it clear that to balance the catamaran two of his “girls” would have to sit on the leeward side. 

Foxy always seeking his attentions quickly chose to sit on the lee side where he would be facing her most directly before one of her Joined thought to do it. She pulled here knees up to her chest and brought color to her mouth and finger tips. While no substitute for her regular regalia he wouldn’t see her missing frontal display with her legs pulled up so and they had all gotten quite good at mimicking the look of painted up female lips.

Doxy sat close to Will, her tongue wrapped behind his neck and slid from the other side between his lips. Salt and something else something hard, bitter chocolate she thought, his sweetness all gone. His gaze went past her like she wasn’t there. She drew back her tongue and look forward as he guided the small craft, she marveled at how quickly it traveled. Even though un-powered the water beneath the pontoons murmured and with Williams firm hand upon the twin tillers the water splashed and gurgled loudly under the straining rudders.. The ferry boat had already fallen behind them. They were more then halfway across to the island. He sailed the boat with such determination she thought again of tasting of his salt and bitter chocolate blend. She could grow to like that flavoring too.

“Are we allowed to make landfall anywhere?” he asked as the boat neared the shore.

“Can you maneuver this craft very much? Can you not sail around the island until we find a finer spot to make a landing upon?” Doxy stroked behind his ear with her tongue encouragingly.

“It’s not that big an island! Wouldn’t it just be easier to walk?” he suggested because he wanted to get off and explore this mysterious island of theirs and what it was that they were up to.

“Oh please” they implored as one…He knew that they would work him over with their feminine wiles, so he caved and sailed onward. Pick your battles he thought as he swung the tiller toward himself thus setting the crafts course to parallel the shore line. He let out the main sheet at the same time and the little pontoon catamaran tacked to run before the wind. The lake waters gurgled most pleasantly in the swift boat’s little wake.

Roxy was the one watching the island as she and Foxy sat facing that way with William and Doxy seated facing the other way. Foxy continued to keep his attention focused away from the island by making her little faces at him. Still he threw a glance over his shoulder now an again. Not much to see, mostly lovely long flat stretches of white beach. Further in some grasses and the lack of trees came as no surprise of course. He could also make out a long low building near the islands center. And he noted the beaches were not a friendly place either as had just seen two very large males beating the stuffing out of each other along the mostly empty beach. Mostly empty in a strange way, though with his back to the beach he wasn’t sure, but he had begun to note a pattern that lone male Saurians seemed to appear at regular intervals.

“Why are they fighting?” Since the boat was stable with the wind behind them Foxy had taken the opportunity to crawl forward between his legs and taste of him, she immediately liked his new salt and bitter chocolate flavor. He tasted much like this on the command deck but the chocolate was more like rich coffee and the salt was just a trace in the background. He tasted of command, this was after all his ship! Even when he was on the flight deck when he was piloting he knew it was not his ship and therefore he was not truly in complete command. She forced her way in deeper to drink him up. He allowed her to taste more of him but then she felt his muscular tongue force her out. He was busy and she was a distraction! She was not sure she liked that, being reduced in stature to that of a mere distraction, she would prefer his full attentions even now!

“Males come here to do that sometimes. It is better don’t you think that when Saurian males get aggressive that they take themselves to a remote isle where they can do no harm?” Doxy said reasonably.

“So you are saying your males get into a bad mood come out to this island and either work it off or find someone else to take it out on.”

“Yes, something like that.” Doxy lied coolly and sweetly.

“What about females what do the do when they are feeling aggressive?” William’s thirst for knowledge of the Saurians was unquenchable.

With that Foxy flicked her tongue back at him and forced her way past his muscular tongue and drank him up. She batted her eyes sweetly at him saying to him in essence that she takes of him when she wants when SHE is feeling aggressive. He again decided to pick his battles and didn’t force her away and instead pulled on her tongue with his lips and swallowing her deeply. She made sure he kept his eyes on her, and breathed an impersonation of a contented sigh.

Roxy’s body language changed and her Joined immediately reacted to it, but not as quickly as William reacted to Roxy’s sudden change in manner. Foxy who had been tasting of him still, pulled back her tongue as if it had touched something very hot. When he had reacted to Roxy his flavors had burned! Alarm she thought, he had tasted of alarm.

The Joined Saurian females spoke with out him hearing.

“He is the largest we will find!” Roxy observed.

“How do you know that we haven’t even seen half the island yet?” Foxy demanded.

“The beach, look at it.” Doxy replied quietly.

The beach she indicated stretched back further then others and had a small rise from which the large male watched them approach. His beach was far enough from the ferry that he was goodly distance. But not so far that his perch didn’t offer him a good look at all new comers. Yes this was the finest stretch of beach not only for its size but for its view of the oncoming ferry. Any beach further off wouldn’t allow one to size up any new arrivals.

“Could you make landfall on this beach, please” Doxy asked him all sugar and lace. He was not fooled by her sweet tone. He knew full well his Saurian girls could turn it on and off like a light switch. He did as he was asked though. Foxy didn’t take any more tastes, alarm still burned inside him she could see.

He skillfully tugged up the dagger boards on either side of the pontoons as the water became shallow, he let loose of the main sheet and the sail flapped off to the lee side of the boat to port. The boat gently glided forward on its own momentum and slipped its twin bows on to the white sands. William crawled forward and splashed his bear feet in the water between the pontoons and heaved the boat up and onto the beach by pulling on the bottom of the mast. A perfect beach landing he smiled to himself.

Foxy stepped off the boat first on to the dry sands, and she tasted him again this time brooking no further baring her from entering him as she forced her way past his brawny tongue. He was still smiling to himself and his cookie dough flavor had returned! It tasted extra sweet to her too. But she withdrew after only a moment to help gently unload their precious box.

“Let’s go get him!” Roxy said in Saurian so that their pet human couldn’t hear her. By him she meant the brutish Saurian beach male.

“Don’t be silly, look at the size of him! Let him come to us, my Joined.” Doxy explained.

“How?” Roxy shot back wanting to know.

“Just start digging a birthing whole, he won’t allow it. It’s his beach and he is not about to let a bunch of females go and dig it up with out paying him his stud fee.” Doxy had it all planned out it would seem.

The beach was really very wide and the male was not prepared for arrivals from any direction except from the ferry dock. So it took him a long while to figure out that they were digging a birthing hole. He came at a run when he did.

Foxy was keeping William’s attentions focused on her or on any other thing she could distract him with, so he would not see the beach males approach. When he sat on the pontoon facing the lake she quickly seated herself in his lap and tasted of him, cookie dough, good she thought. Nice and sweet too. She wriggled in his lap to make his inducer stand up for her. She put her tongue around his ear and tugged his face closer to hers.

All Will knew was his girls were digging in the sand and Foxy was trying to have her way with him on a perfect day at the beach, when the biggest Saurian he ever saw attacked them. Well the male didn’t exactly attack them. What happed was that Doxy and Roxy suddenly screamed like terrified girls. Of course he knew that they only mimicked it as he had noted before about there uncanny ability for turning it on like a light switch.

But they had indoctrinated him all too very well. Foxy leaped to her feet and even though she could no more have seen the male’s approach she instantly joined in the terrified screaming. William moved most swiftly between his clearly terrified Saurian females and the oncoming Saurian male. Perhaps they could turn on and off their human mimicking cues, to manipulate him to do their bidding, but he was still a crewmen of the Prometheus and that meant he was among earths finest!

Thus his training took over his every response now. He stood his ground his arms at his side offering no outward appearance of aggression. Fights were to be avoided, but once started, finished.

The male stopped in front of William, the Saurian females were still screaming like porn star’s who are portraying terrified school girls in a porn vid. The male Saurian reached out to throw William from out his way, as he made his way to fill in the hole these renegade females had dug on his beach. 

William in turn still tried to avoid a fight, he turned at the shoulder and leaned to one side, the bulky Saurian arm connected with thin air where William had been a scant moment before.

He, the Saurian decided, human or not was a male on his beach. He brought his hands back clenched them together to deliver a mighty blow. Had it connected William would have been badly injured a broken back a possibility. Instead William stepped forward into the blow. He then continued and with both hands pushed the attacker from the side, the momentum of the Saurian’s own attack sending him face forward into the sand. Before he made move to rise from the sand William dropped to his knees his elbow leading the way and onto the back of the Saurian’s neck. He had been careful and there was no snap, he didn’t want to explain how he killed one of their Saurian host’s to the Captain after all.

“You know what girls maybe I don’t want to see this island any more, can we leave? NOW!” William said in the throws of the fight induced adrenalin rush that caused his own pulse to pound in his ears.

Foxy flicked him briefly. But her one quick taste told her not to go further. He tasted of hot metallic blood. Victory’s flavor. Other then being flicked by Foxy the Saurian females ignored him as they focused on placing the small little objects from the incubator box into the hole that they had just dug. As soon as the last object was ever so gently placed with the others, they got up as one and rolled the still unconscious male onto his back and they dragged him down the short distance of sloping beach to their shallow hole. Doxy reached under his pelvis at his tail and pressed her hand as firmly as she could to the unconscious beach male. The Saurian male’s ejaculant exploded all over the three Joined in a geyser of goo, and it covered the ground around and mostly in their hole. They then began carefully filling in the hole, smoothing it over as they did.

When they had finished, Doxy looked over at her two joined seeing them still covered in the thick ejaculant. “I so wish we could have worn our outfits I want a picture of us for William! We are covered in more splooge then in any of the porn file vids I have ever studied. Oh well even if we can not record this lets make use of it, Foxy go over to OUR Beach Male!”

Foxy rose and unhitched William’s trousers and coil-wrapped her tongue around his soft member and tugged it to her so that the first human Beach Male was compelled to step closer to her. Doxy’s tongue flicked and landed upon Roxy’s cum soaked face, Roxy replied in kind and they stood closely together and licked the former beach males splooge from each other as so many of the porn file vids had shown them to do. They kissed one another as they did this and stepped closer towards their Beach Male. Foxy had his sex standing upright and she held it tightly in a tongue coil cage and then she bent at the knees and pulled her bright read mouth over its exposed pink tip. 

William watched his Saurian females lap and kiss like they were staring in a porno vid and gave himself over to Foxy’s administrations. He was so glad the captain wasn’t here to see this. Though a stray thought of Lt. Mcgivvers watching him now almost made him chuckle. He had been in combat mode and after that in fight or flight, the adrenalin still pounding through his system made his heart race.

“Quickly come kneel next to me, my Joined.” Foxy said with a lilting giggle in her voice, for the benefit of their Beach Male. Roxy and Doxy got down on there knees then on either side of Foxy, Foxy’s ever so sensitive tongue had sensed his climax and wanted to do it just like they had studied from the endless hours of viewing the human’s porn files. She pulled back her head as did the other two, her pliant tongue wrapped his engorged flesh phallus and she squeezed urgently and pulled. It was now William’s ejaculant that shot all over there faces with Foxy carefully using her tongue to shift his aim hosing all three of them as he poured out a very impressive season.




Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 06



Roxy and Doxy began to have giggle fits as they immediately began a repeat of their earlier performance of tonguing up splooge from one another. Foxy held him tightly coiled trying to encourage it to empty itself more. It oozed a little trickle of its slime due to her efforts and Foxy tongued it up too.



Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 07



==My Sitter The Earth Agent==Ch.11

 (Note, this is a flash forward and chronologically is the last chapter.)

The ship wasn’t large by Saurian military standards but it dwarfed the Joined’s comet tug which had been their lively hood before meeting the astonishing humans. It contained besides the two rotating artificial gravity carousels a mid deck which had a small laboratory section and a custom built hydroponics bay for growing human nutritional roots, leaves and the vial vegetable gourds. It also had a top of the line passive observation dome and a special dungeon just for Foxy and William and their guests.

The weapons module would be added a little later though the Joined Saurian females didn’t know it yet, nor would they even know of it even much later after its addition.

There two carousel modules on the newly purchased interstellar ship served very different purposes. The larger one was for the human and Saurian crew. The smaller one was for a nursery. From which the human crew was largely barred. Though Foxy brought William there often, the hatchlings took too him so well.

The Earth Agent went there less often and in secret, and the hatchlings took to him too. Doxy was of course the first to catch him in his clandestine visits.

“You are not permitted in the nursery module!” She told the earth agent in a very sexy voice. The three Joined had never learned to speak in human in any other way. Though she spoke in a tone Foxy had shared with her in how to take command of Williams mating drives.

The Earth agent was playing patty cake with some small success with one of the tiny hatchlings. He clapped his thumb and pinky together and his hatchling playmate mimicked the movement with both hands. The hatchling that was using its claws and hands to hold onto his hairy head moved higher up his scalp to better view the game of patty cake, finding it fascinating.

“I wouldn’t be here even now had I been able to leave with out still clutching a precious hatchling to my head. I have tried to gently unravel him from my clinging hair, but he has become hopelessly entangled in it. I fear I may never leave the hatchery. Perhaps years from now when I lose my hair to male pattern baldness the young Saurian may at last find escape from my nefarious follicles.” He shook his head ever so gently the tiny Saurian hissed contentedly enjoying the ride and gripping even more tightly to the human’s hair with its tiny clawed feet and hands.

Doxy was not amused. She used her tongue to snatch the hair grasping offspring and it took her no time to taste that it was one of Foxy’s, naturally she thought. All of Foxy’s off spring not only showed no fear of the alien humans but wouldn’t stay away from them. Doxy loved her human William. But she feared the Earth Agent, though she didn’t know why. He made her uncomfortable too. Foxy’s offspring swarmed him, as they did William.

His offspring bereft scalp quickly became re-entangled in hatchling hands and claws. Seeing the agent’s unoccupied head another hatchling sprang up from the deck to grip onto him and climb on. The agent gently shook his head at Doxy, the newly arrived hatchling’s hissing was bright and happy at his head’s rocking motion.

“How did you get in here?” Doxy demanded in tones reserved for high priced call girls when inviting gentlemen into their boudoir.

“Through the hatch same as you.” He replied reaching out one thumb and a pinky clapping the tiny hands of his patty cake partner.

She angrily hissed well with in the range of his hearing. “No I meant how did you get past the security lock outs on the hatch!” she said seducingly to him.

“Those were security lock outs!? I thought the hatch was just malfunctioning! Really ma’am may I recommend to you a good security service in New York for future installations on your ever so fine ship? Whoever told you that they had secured this module has misled you entirely, I would be more then happy to testify to that should you feel the need to bring these miscreants to court, yes I would.”

The game of patty cake ended as Doxy tongue wrapped his neck and hauled him to the hatch. Once there she again used her tongue to flick forcefully at the gaggle of hatchlings that had followed them there. After she had dispersed them enough to guarantee no new occupant would replace the agents current head holder she gently loosened the hatchling from his head and set it down as far as her tongue could reach.

“You are not to return to the nursery module, lock outs or not! Do you understand me!?” She said sounding sweet and alluring.

He agreed, but then hissed in excellent Saurian, “My children I fear I am no longer going to be allowed in here to play with all of you. I will always love each and every one of you! Good bye my little darlings…Forever.”

The entire nursery was filled with a cacophony of unhappy wailing, Foxy’s offspring could clearly be heard above the others, why Doxy thought am I not surprised.

“Oh dear” he said, “I think a few of them are mildly put off by my exile I am ever so grieved! But I will not be persuaded, they are young and will recover, no matter the psychological scars, I am sure.”

“You may remain.” Doxy conceded to him in tones of a woman speaking of her most passionate lover. He bent low as a wee one sailed through the air to clamber atop his head. His game of patty cake resumed unabated. 

“He is dangerous!” Doxy said.

“They are both dangerous.” Foxy reminded her.

“He is more dangerous.” Doxy countered.

“He is less susceptible to our whiles.” Roxy added the others agreed. “Though he pretends otherwise, if I couldn’t taste of his deceptions I would not have ever known. He can not change his coloring nor alter his outer skin in any way as we do. Yet he is a chameleon of a caliber far greater then us in every way. What are we to do with him?” Roxy was worried and wanted to answers.

So Foxy answered her, “Love him. It will go far better for all Saurians in the end then any other action.” Truer words had never been spoken.

==Cumning To The Saurian Home World==Ch.12

William was on the command deck where the Joined liked to keep him when they were not feeding him or letting him rest. The straps of the acceleration lounge made for a natural place to keep him bound up. Roxy was masturbating Will with her sharp nail tips, she used her other hand to hold his head up to make sure he was watching her hand upon his aching upright sex. His clear slick leakage was flavored light and tangy for her, only Foxy it seemed knew how to make it champaign bubbly sweet, or perhaps William only knew how to make it bubbly for Foxy. What ever the case was it didn’t lessen the impact it was having, consequently Roxy was enjoying her euphoric hormone induced high, as she whipped her tongue cruelly to his pink headed inducer to confiscate its heady seepings. William’s body tensed from the literal tongue lashing.

Before the Joined had departed the Epsilon-Iradani system for their home world’s stellar system they had taken William down to the planet under construction. But this time to the main mercantile district and spent as much as they could afford at William’s direction on parts to build a still. William was then sent to report back to his superior officer Captain Merdocs still aboard the Prometheus.

William saluted and reported, “Sir, the Saurian crew you have stationed me with are planning on traveling to their home world using there interstellar Point Drive. They have asked me to join them so I might become proficient in its use and maintenance. Although I am told that their small ship is no match in interstellar Point Drive power to that of the Saurian vessel that has been delivered to us in exchange for the Prometheus. So what I may learn might be of only limited use.” 

“Their home world, you say! I am uncertain, such a significant event in human history should be left to so junior an officer, that is work more fitting of a diplomat or at least of a Captain like myself. Could you persuade the comet tug’s crew to take one of the diplomats or myself to their home world in place of you?”

William stopped himself from laughing at the notion. And telling the Captain that he was their pet sex slave didn’t much appeal to him either. So he lied. “Sir you must understand that the crew is a Joined group of Saurian females, a family. They felt my intrusion on them a great burden when I first came aboard even when it was only for a brief detachment of a few weeks. But over time I have ingratiated myself with them. And because of this they have effectively accepted me into their family bond after a fashion. It is indeed out of this family bonding that they are desirous of having my companionship for their journey to their home world.

As far as the tug’s Saurian crew is concerned I am not going with them as a member of earths first interstellar explores but rather as one who is much beloved in their family on a long trip. Do you see the problem sir?” William lied to his captain and it sounded believable, at least it did to William.

“I see they have adopted you as such into their nuclear family group, I recall that is what your reports stated. So they are only taking you because you are a family member. In that case I think I can understand why then we can not substitute any one else for you. Very well Second Engineer, you are neither a senior officer nor a diplomat but I have every confidence in every single one of my crew to represent earth to the best of their abilities and make their Captain and earth proud.” The captain filled William with confidence.

“Aye, aye sir.” And William would make him proud, though neither of them in their wildest dream could have guessed just how well the young junior officer would do. 

Benjamin Franklin had only been sent to France with the hopes that he might obtain some small financial support for the American forces in the Revolutionary war. What he obtained instead were troops, arms and a navy large enough to sink the British fleet at York Town. He is also said to have slept with more then a few of the Parisian ladies. Of course William never obtained anything as great. Still Benjamin would have been proud of what William would accomplish Saurian ladies not withstanding.

Before he left the ship he stopped by his still and gathered up the remaining scraps of charcoal and took a few polyethylene bulk storage containers. The ships galley had already delivered a supply of starch and carbohydrate rations as well as fresh foods from hydroponics at least as much as might stay fresh for his long journey between the stars.

Lastly he stopped by the ships quartermasters’ office and requisitioned as many undergarments and outerwear as he could. Foxy new penchant for ambushing him and tearing off his clothes had practically reduced him to wearing rags. His last garments he kept stored safely away for the day he had to return to the Prometheus. Coming aboard naked or in tattered threads would have led to too many questions after all. He chuckled to himself as he thought what a truthful response would have been. “The Saurian female who has taken to the moniker of Foxy delights in games of sexual domination with me, as a consequence my wardrobe is much the worse for wear as she delights in unexpectedly tearing my clothes off and then forcing prolonged sexual couplings with myself, why do you ask, sir?” was definitely one rejoinder he preferred to keep to himself. He rushed on with his errands in preparation for his imminent departure to the Saurian home world.

The little comet tug accelerated under full power from her normal-space drive engines outward from the Epsilon-Iradani system, they would not be at zero g. during this trip much at all. William was doing the piloting on the command deck as usual, though the least experienced of them he was still the best. The Joined still delighted in teaching him all they could of astronavigation and helm control. And William ravenously devoured their teachings which wasn’t out of the ordinary for the breed of humans who were trained to be earth’s finest. William was also quite naked as it was Foxy’s want, which made William something of an unusual astronaut.

And it is also true that most astronauts don’t pilot their ships with a painted up alien whore seated in their laps with a foot or more of Saurian tongue shoved down their gullets, but on William whom history would know as no typical astronaut, on him it looked good.

“He has taken complete command of our ship my Joined, just as he was on the sailing ship! Taste of him!” and the naked astronaut parted his lips to accommodate two more supple alien tongues which were snaked in to his neck deeply violating it once again. They spoke in tones inside the range of human ears so that he might listen.

“The chocolate is so bitter! I don’t like it all.” Roxy complained her voice an intoxicating velvet.

“Ooo” Cooed Doxy, ”I love when he tastes so salty! It tastes like his wonderful blood!”

This remark caused Foxy to shoot Doxy such a look and for Doxy to look back sheepishly. It seems some time ago Foxy had learned that Doxy had taken to biting William’s neck in a human sexually stimulating practice known as a hicky. But unlike a human she was piercing his neck with her tiny sharp teeth so as to take up his blood. And to Foxy’s great shock she did this when he was in an over aroused state and wouldn’t object to it. This made Foxy go ballistic. 

Foxy had directly taken Doxy off to a quiet corner of the tug and read her the riot act on abusing her pet male. 

When Doxy defended herself saying “He doesn’t mind, and he actually seems to enjoy it, after I had done it to him a few times he started offering up his neck to me, even pressing himself to my teeth.” Foxy nearly decked her. But since violence of that sort was completely foreign to Saurian females she of course didn’t even think to do it so instead she hissed violently at Doxy.

“Yes of course he does, you egg addled most asinine of a clutch! When you have him in his aroused mating state he doesn’t feel pain any more, recall he doesn’t even feel hunger or thirst. I could starve him to death if I wanted to and he would not only let me he wouldn’t object. He doesn’t however grow stupid in that state, unlike you. He is all to quick to understand, after the first few times you fed of his blood he figured out that it pleased you! So naturally after that he would willingly injure himself against your teeth to make you the one who has stimulated him into making herself The Center Of His World HAPPY! You FUCKING Idiot.” Foxy spoke the last in the human’s tongue. Before she continued in Saurian.

“You are never to allow him to puncture himself with your teeth ever, ever again! And now that he knows it pleases you he will continue to try and force his neck to your teeth! If I find any new wounds on him I will teach him that his coupling with you displeases me, and I have taught him to please me at all times even out of his mating state. I hope I have made myself abundantly clear to you my beloved Joined?” Foxy tone didn’t sound as if she was speaking to any one even remotely beloved.

So when Doxy expressed her enjoyment of his salt flavor Foxy quickly inspected her precious pet for teeth marks, she found none so Doxy stuck out her mock mammalian chest at her and huffed.

William was paying the three of them no mind as he was focused on engaging the Interstellar Point Drive. Gravity is a funny thing. It isn’t nearly as constant as one might think, living on a planet where gravity is always so powerful a force. But even on a planet one can see shifts in gravity, the oceans of earth rise and fall with the tug of the moon’s distant gravity according to their ever changing relative positions.

So too did the tidal like gravity fields of the various worlds that orbited Epsilon-Iradani tug on space distorting it so that the point drive couldn’t engage local space. And since all the worlds were in motion as were the stars themselves the landscape of the gravity fields in open space is in a continuous state of ebb and flow. 

William was piloting these seas and shoals of gravity flux, making for a pool of calm water as it were. He watched carefully a live astronavigation map simulation on the console, it showed the relative positions of all the orbiting bodies and also showed even the nearby micro gravity disturbances of comets in the Oort belt. A more powerful ship would ignore such interferences, but the moderately powered tug required a high level of tranquility from the flux of gravity fields.

On the sea, when sailing a ship, when one finds oneself in an area with out wind the term is becalmed. Any good sailor watches for such areas and avoids them. His bitter chocolate flavor intensified and the salt tang harshened. “He is ignoring me completely.” Foxy said despairingly.

“What heading has he taken, this makes no sense?” Roxy asked of Doxy. Foxy being too caught up herself as usual to give any thought to the ships course and bearing.

“It is strange I didn’t teach him to make point drive jumps like this. Besides we are yet many days travel until we are out of range of gravity flux, though he does not behave as though that were so. Well no mind, I will remain here with him and when he tries to form a Point Folding and fails. Then I will have knowledge of what my error was in his learning and can correct him.

Foxy wriggled for him, but he showed her no interest. She dared not try to handle her pet’s precious fleshy soft inducer. While she delighted in focusing him on her till she was all he could think of she knew there was one thing that could trump away his concentration and that was ship command. At best if she handled it, it might stiffen for her briefly. But as soon as she stopped it would relax almost instantly. She much preferred it when she could keep it hard and erect for her with out touching it at all for long periods of time.

And worse still he would chase her hands away from his stiffy at times like this. It had taken an age to teach him not to chase her off his lap when he was on the command deck and actively in control of the ships systems. So she wriggled against the still un-risen inducer in vein.

His eyes were focused like lasers on the console read outs, the numbers began to quickly drop. He engaged the point drive and began to study a second set of read outs that had been blank before he engaged the point drive anchoring the first of his two points. These second read outs mapped to the still very distant Saurian home world’s local space. When he found a suitable second point to fold to his first point, the Point Drive would then take the ship through the Fold to Saurin space. There, he had found it a second point!

All this occurred as Doxy spoke in a sexy saucy voice “William you can’t Fold space here…” She had a great deal more to explain as to exactly why the gravity flux so close to the local system’s primary star prohibited point drive activation, when the point drive activated and the ship crossed the Folded space.

William sailed like a master and could spot a becalmed area a mile off, space travel was no different.

“How the hell did he do that!” Roxy moaned like a woman in orgasmic bliss, she spoke so William could hear her though her question was directed at Doxy.

“I have never seen the like, I do not know my Joined!” Doxy marveled in her sexy womanly like lilt.

“He is earth’s finest, you two silly sluts, that is how” Foxy told them in luscious honey tones. She gently took up his inducer in her hands he was still too busy to notice her at all. But one part of him noticed her, she could be patient a moment or two more for the rest of him to catch up.

Now that they had Folded, he masterfully rotated the ship for the long deceleration as they began the second leg of their journey to the inner system bound for the Saurian home world. This didn’t take him but a moment and at the same time he set their new course and heading.




Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 07



He was done for the time being at the ships helm control, and once he had rechecked his settings carefully for a third time his captaincy’s enthrallment left him. He leaned back in the acceleration lounge away from the controls. Foxy was looking straight at him still seated in his lap, she had hardend him with her hands and her tongue lay buried as it so often was in his throat steeped in his array of flavors. She lit up for him while grasping his enormous by Saurian standards inducer. And he groaned for her when she tightened her grasp and began digging the tip of one sharp faux nail under the bottom’s tip the way she knew he so liked.

His flavor change had been almost cruel on all their tongues, the three Joined often tasted of him together as they did now, William breathed through his nose at times like this. His so bitter chocolate and salt were gone as though they had never been there instead he tasted of ripe sweet berries that were bitter tart.

William pulled Foxy’s face to his lips and mashed their faces together. William went from one moment being the most inspired star pilot any of them ever even heard of to being lost in his mistress Foxy.

“How does she do that?” Roxy bemoaned in Saurian out of range of Will’s hearing.

“She’s just a big space whore.” Doxy answered but so that William could hear. He spread out his arms so he could embrace Roxy and Doxy and they moved into his reach and he lovingly pulled them in. Foxy had his lip between her teeth and bit down on him when he raised his arms, she didn’t like to share his fixation and was correcting him for paying attention to anything other then her. So he was in no small amount of pain as he hugged Roxy and Doxy to him.

His more then just brilliant piloting had put them over a week ahead of schedule which William was under the impression was a good thing. But then his Saurians never told him their plans anyway so he would have been quiet surprised had he learned the truth. He never did completely just mostly.

He awoke with another raging hard-on and was annoyed. He couldn’t fit himself into the recycler when he was like this. And he had to empty his bladder very badly. When he had finally relaxed to half-staff he gratefully relieved himself. He was glad Foxy had awakened and left the sleep cell already. She wouldn’t have let him alone to recycle, and even obtaining half-staff was impossible for him around her these days. But that was how she liked it, so she’d made it a priority in both their lives. He knew full well that they were deliberately milking his balls for all they were worth, but what their true reason was, was their secret.”

He had given up dressing for breakfast, the only time he could keep his clothes on these days was when he and Doxy were working on the command deck making course correction updates and calculations. And these had become only a little more frequent as they made their approach to outer system orbit.

He entered the galley cleansed from the refresher, being under deceleration they were pulling enough g forces that water showers were available and he was still a little damp. Foxy flicked his lips and in what had become pure reflex he parted his lips for her entry of him. After a few moments rooting around in his mouth and throat she said “You do not eat enough! You are wasting away before my eyes. What am I going to do!” Sexiness oozing from every syllable.

“Yes mistress” he chuckled at her. He took a ration nutrient drink pack and chased her tongue away with his thicker more muscular tongue so he could drink. She withdrew willingly so her pet male would feed.

“I will make you a larger lunch this day, if I had not studied your nutritional files I would be sure that the reason you aren’t getting enough to eat is because of all those vile roots and leaves you eat! But I know that is not it, so today I will prepare a ration of fried plant root starch for you to eat with the green plant leaves and some decent wholesome textured protein rations.

He had no sooner sucked the packet dry when her tongue flicked an annoyed little flick at his lip as though saying “what did you forget I’m standing right here, hello-let me in”.

He was flavored of his morning sweet cookie dough and she couldn’t wait to take that flavor from him. The reason he awoke these days with a “recycling problem” was Foxy’s doing. She wouldn’t let him sleep with out her hands, tongue or other part of her anatomy on his inducer anymore, though he was unaware of that. And he also didn’t know that she could cause him to reflexively part his lip as he slept. So after he fell deeply asleep she would taste of his sleep and use her hands to squeeze and rub his inducer to full fresh season. She could do this and not wake him by tasting his sleep flavor, as long as it remained fresh and sweet she could do anything to him she wanted to and he would not wake, she would rhythmically and continuously stroke him up and down with her oiled up fist. But as soon as his flavor changed and dulled she ceased and waited for slumber to revisit.

It really depended on what his dreams were about as to weather she could take a season during sleep she had found out. If she could teach him to dream of her she thought she might take many of his seasons with sleep masturbation.

The night before she had taken his season from him twice, a good night but she always wanted more. Her goal was to have him produce his precious hormone fluids at a pace to match the alcohol production of the new still he had built for them. The problem was Will was a great engineer and the still produced such immense amounts. In truth Foxy wanted to be a better mistress then he was an engineer was all, she of coursed blamed him for her failing. So the sleep takings were designed to keep his season makers in production 24/7.

It was no accident she had learned to discharge him in sleep. She had long ago moved beyond the porn files in her studies of human sex and mating desire and had learned that human males, particularly very young ones who have just begun to start having seasons will ejaculate from stimulating dreams. It didn’t take her long to conclude that she could perhaps excite him into these stimulating dreams. In any case she liked to “keep him up” during sleep as it assured his desire to couple with her directly after he had time to refresh and feed. He would taste sweetly of bitter frustration on those mornings when he had duties and couldn’t. She would tongue coil his inducer on those days and make it seep as he fed to sweeten him for later use.

On those same days she had learned to not allow him to finish his season inside her chute cup, and he had taken to sulking when she disallowed it. The trouble was that even the new and improved strengthened cup was no match for him when he had so much pent up prurient needs. As a mistress, she was almost his equal as he was an engineer when it came to dominating him into a frenzied sexual lather.

So she had learned to habitually bring him to the maximum “enthusiasm” that the improved cup could handle. The problem was that when he had spent additional time away from her ministrations he built up extra pent up mating drives. So his “enthusiasm” would then surpass his normal maximums and he would over stress her new cup.

Though he sulked about being bared from her egg chute she made him forgive her every time. One of the things she was training him in was to always to deny her nothing. Still in this regard he had much to learn, but she didn’t mind because it was her favorite lesson.

This day his duties didn’t require him. But the galley was her responsibility these next few cycles. This didn’t change their need for him to produce issue though. And time was seminal fluid over the dam, so to speak.

“Pet male, I am busy here. So I want you to go and be with my Joined on the command deck. You are to respond to them as you would to me, do I make myself clear! Last time Roxy complained to me that she could not keep you disciplined and that your ended your season with out her commanding it from you!

If this happens again, I will play a new game I have learned of recently, with you. One I think I could teach you to enjoy. But I think it will take many unpleasant lessons for you to reach that point. And we could make the game a punishment for each time you become a disciplinary problem.”

She then dramatically stepped out from behind the storage units wearing a black phallus strapped around her and firmly cinched into the jagged bony edges of her bony egg chute 

She continued, “I believe I could fuck your ass raw with this my pet male, do you not agree?” she said in the voice of a little girl asking for candy.

He looked at her and knew she would, all his space whores knew about sex had come from those damned porn file and woman with strap-on’s doing men for punishment were a dime a dozen on those files. The fact that her egg chute had a biting grip on the strap-on’s base and would give her much greater control then the best porn star scared him more then a little.

She was about to flick him an opening command when he parted his lips for her before being asked. He knew she would want to taste of his apprehension. And she quickly did. It caused her to thrill in his fear and it tasted of red hot cinnamon, she stepped into him and poked him in the crotch with her black strap-on and made the cinnamon burn!

“Now go and obey my two Joined on the command deck. And do not disobey. I am going to wear this all day in the hopes you do and I get a chance to see how you like being penetrated as endlessly as you are allowed to do us!” she spoke sweetly in her little girl voice. She was loving it as the cinnamon freshened. Shortly he left her for the command deck.

Roxy had his inducer fully coiled in lengths of tongue and she was exerting her oh so supple tongue enough to make him thrash. Of the three Roxy had the softest but strongest tongue, she was also the most dexterous of them in tongue coiling.

Doxy spoke so he heard her “Not enough constrict him more.” Doxy loved that Foxy had trained him not to gag on tongue lengths anymore, perhaps since she had been the first to taste of him when he kissed her so long ago it was she who most delighted in all his flavors, she could lay her tongue down his throat the furthest he believed and she dangled there now soaking in his flavored flesh.

At Doxy’s behest Roxy pulled her coils of tongue more tightly around his strangled inducer the normlay soft pink head, became bloated and turned deeper purple. Doxy tasted of his pleasurable discomfort. He was enjoying having his inducer’s sensitive tip’s bottom rubbed by Roxy’s tongue tips. She had quickly and conveniently gotten his emissions going like that. 

As soon as William’s inducer began to produce emissions Roxy and Doxy had taken turns holding there faux lips to his chubby and suckled fully from him until they both got on another hormone high. Once that each had gotten there heads buzzing enough they wanted to stop any further emission from him.. Their newest theory was that they could induce him to a state of season seepage and then not allow the fluids escape. To dam him up as it were. Doxy was tasting of there progress when she had directed Roxy to constrict.

It hadn’t taken much effort for Roxy’s coils to cut off the oozing from the tip, but Doxy quickly tasted his enjoyment of being securely coiled up by her and had her tighten him up. The tighter she became the more she pleased him. Doxy was having fun seeing what happed if she gave him pleasure and pain together. When their pet male was in throes of his mating drive he frequently failed to be able to distinguish the difference between such.

And that was the case now, his sex pleasures tasted of sweet, sweet berries even as hot tangy pain welled in him where a moment before he had tasted sweetly from Roxy’s pleasuring coils.

“Can you reach his lips Roxy, with out loosing you coil grip on him?” Doxy asked of Roxy.

“Yes of course I can, but I will need you to tongue rub his little inducers belly for me while I do.” Doxy rolled her tongue reluctantly out of William’s throat and quickly applied pressure to “the belly” of the inducer. Roxy’s tongue tip freed of its former chore she snaked her coils keeping the inducer tightly coil bound as she did. He knew she was coming for him so had kept his lips parted for her. Though when her tongue arrived he puckered on it and sucked on it to pull it inside him, that always made Roxy know he was welcoming her. Some times she was unsure if he wanted them always entering him and right now she was causing him a lot of discomfort so he wanted to make her feel welcome.

Roxy slid agaist his puckered lips and let him suck her in not pushing at all and when she reached the back of his throat he swallowed her whole and she moved deeply down his throat as he did.

And so she tasted of the pleasure Doxy was giving him and the tangy pain she was perpetratin upon him, and how his mating drive filled head so that he made no distinction. So she tightened her coils a little more to sweeten his mating displeasures. And he thanked her by gently biting down on her tongue as his head continued to thrash against the acceleration lounge.

To aid him in producing product at an accelerated rate Doxy ran her coils forward and back as she squeezed. Doxy was the one who he was focused on though as Doxy had hold of the “beasts belly” with her tongue tips. But his shaft was sensitive enough that he also began to lift his hips up and down it time to Roxy’s coil slidings.

Doxy hissed happily at the cleverness of her Joined in finding a new way to elicit sex response from him with their stimuli. Doxy wanted to compete with Roxy in making William respond. But his cock began to produce flow just then despite her Joined’s tightly wound coils inhibiting his flow. Doxy lapped up first drops feeling it buzz happily in her head. Roxy saw this and they exchanged looks. He couldn’t hear the exchanged looks any more then he could hear the words they next exchanged.

“I am causing him much pain my Joined, you know better then all that in this state he will cause himself much injury if we permit it. There is no point asking him if it is safe for me to grip him even more firmly, I can cause him no pain that he does not confuse as pleasuring and all he hungers for is our continued arousal of him.” Roxy spoke quickly.

“Agreed, does he still grow sweeter for us?” Doxy needed to know if this ability of his to leak ejaculant despite Roxy’s strangling hold of the human’s flesh phallus meant that he was fully in his season and ready beaching. 

Roxy rubbed her tongue inside his cheek but while he liked that a lot she was just trying to carefully access the sweetness levels of his approaching season, when he reached full sweetness he had also reached maximum yield, continued stimulation would only increase his discharge minimally it was better to have him feed and rest for a while until a new season turned. “Yes but not much more, I suggest we allow him to continue to spill season seed. Encourage him verbally a bit before you allow him to mount you I think that will bring him to full sweetness most quickly and we will reap a larger then usual harvest of him.”

Doxy clawed at his abdomen and chest with her sharp red nails as she dramitcly climbed up his torso, as she moved up his body lengths of her tongue spilled out of her so her tongue tips never ceased their relentless rubbings upon his erections sensitive “belly”. His seepings coated her tongue tips and made it slide slickly against his soft delicious skin.

She reached his face and grasped Roxy’s tongue around in a fist, a tongue which he still kept puckered in his lips, she bent her wrist over so her red nails faced up where he could be given an arousal cue by them then she moved her tongue clenching hand forward towards his face. Roxy’s tongue moved forward with it sliding a short distance over lips, she then reversed her motion. That caused him to spasm, she repeated the act only this time sliding her tongue tips up his coil encased inducer’s tip at same moment and as she reversed her hand motion she did same with her tongue on his cock. His spasms repeated with her motions.

“Pet male, control your big hard self for Doxy.” She spoke in a sad sweet voice. She also ceased to rub his “inducer’s tummy” and stopped moving her hand. He was grunting and panting for her so nicely she didn’t really want to stop but they would need so much to be more removed from him before they arrived home

“I like the way you sucky long time Roxy’s tongue. You look just like a girl with a boner in her mouth. And I am gong to masturbate that boner with my pretty little hand, do you like Doxy’s pretty red nails on the tongue-cock in your mouth?.” She resumed her tongue and hand motions on him. “I bet you would like me to masturbate your big fat hard-on too? Would pet male like my hot moist palm holding your cock’s soft pink tip pressed firmly against it? But Roxy has your stiffy all caged up. I don’t think she will un-cage you to let me masturbate you with my pretty red nails, but you can watch my hand shove her tongue like a big boner into your woman-like fucking mouth.” His eyes followed her hand, her nail color caused those parts of his brain devoted to that sexual cue to fire all their synapses.

“You have fully sweetened our pet male. Pet male would you like to mount Roxy and end your season inside her.” Doxy forced her tongue down on his tongue so he could only grunt and nod for her “Roxy I don’t think he wants to make season endings with you he wont answer me.” The thick flat human tongue was just one big piece of solid muscle so very different then the supple Saurian tongue. So he managed to raise her tongue with his enough to speak even as she fought him down inside his mouth.

“Yes mistress Doxy I do want to take mistress Roxy now!” His cocked spilled a thick steady stream of nearly clear fluid, his output was the same as if he had no coil strangling his erection. Roxy couldn’t wait to see what it could issue once free of her constriction.

Roxy sat down on his shaft gently, she felt the staff twitch and spasm as she sank onto him “Now fuck me hard pet male, give me your seasons end, all of it.” She leaned forward on her knees a bit hanging over his face. He grasped her hips in his hands and sank his fingers deeply into the padding of her shiny rubber suit, his fingers gripping through the padding down to the narrow protruding hip bones the padding hid.

He pushed himself up into her egg chute straining the cup but not enough to cause Roxy concern, he with drew quickly from her and hurtled even more heatedly back up and into her. His rhythm continued on like that. He was pumping on her as fast and hard as he could with every stroke. Though for Roxy it was like sitting on a cross between a jackhammer and bucking bronco She unhitched her slick vinyl suit top and let her phony mammaries fall freely over his face though she didn’t fill her’s out as fully as Foxy but she had a new little something. Doxy had created it when she made up the improved replacement cups, that being nipples made from the same blending. The were large and deep brown she had attached them to herself using surgical adhesive, the adhesive dissolved after a few days and she would need to reapply the adhesive again but until then he could bite and pull on them all he wanted to and they wouldn’t come loose she was sure of it. And they were both endothermic and exothermic but alas only William would be in control of that, it would be interesting to find out which he preferred.

She lowered her nipple down to his mouth, he had been well trained by Foxy to not suckle on hers because he would pull them off so he only lightly lip kissed her new ones, Roxy used her tongue to force open his mouth and she then laid down her chest on his face with all her weight. His mouth found her nipple irresistible and he sucked on it for her. His cock hardened stiffly to its preclimax state and he bucked into her one final time and unloaded into her cup. He always clenched himself as tightly as he could to her when he ended his season into her chute. But he could not do that so well with her above him, she felt his terrible need for added pressure on his inducer and settled her hips down onto it taking her weight off of her knees. He groaned loudly again as a second wave gushed upward in to her waiting cup from the added pressure she had applied to him. His member began its orgasmic death throes of twitching as the last few drops of his seaman expelled themselves for her. She remained still upon his form and he released his grip upon her hips and wrapped her up with his arms holding her to him, for the next few minutes his cock would twitch inside her not at all ready to soften.




Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 07



When he finally had spent the last of himself out inside her, he let his arms rise so she could take her cup and store it. He didn’t ask what they did with it anymore he just knew that when they consumed it they became intoxicated and euphoric.

“How much did we take of him? Doxy wanted to know once Roxy had stored the third taking of today’s issue. “Did halting him from seeping during his arousal time work?”

“No we pulled in the usual for us, Foxy still makes him issue in greater volumes.”

“How does she do that?”

“She has learned to please him by controlling him. And he gives her control of him because it pleases her. It pleases him to please her. And it pleases her to please him! The damn circular logic just twists back on itself.” Roxy replied with the usual answer! “Now with us he only plays along when we try to control him, he knows it pleases Foxy. But he never gives us true control, just the appearance.”

“I like to please William! If he let me control him I would please him too!” Doxy demanded.

“As would I, now all you have to do is learn how Foxy started this circular logic cycle that she is the beginning and end of.”

“How did she do that?”

“Ask her”

“She won’t say!”

Foxy came into collect her pet male and knowingly smiled her best approximation of a human smile at her Joined, they stuck-out their tongues out at her in a very human like gesture, William saw it all though oddly this piece of staging had not been performed for him. While the guttural language of humans was so much less complex then Saurian, human body language could speak volumes with the minorest of gestures, William’s “girls” had long since picked up on this and “communicated” this way frequently.

Foxy took up the limp form from the acceleration lounge, William stood up with her and stretched. His tired inducer swung limply as he did. She bade him to follow her out and went in to the refresher with him where she washed his back while he washed his hair with the odd liquid soap from his supplies that was only useful for washing hair.

Foxy thought it strange that humans who could travel between the stars in craft of their own handiwork had not in all this time ever invented a single detergent that could wash both hair and skin. She concluded that the Saurian’s utter lack of hair was vastly superior, and girlishly flipped her hair about in show.

She hadn’t really been washing his back so much as soaping it up, she would do that and then press her massive chest to him, her “titty” massages always delighted him. He slid under the shower spigot and rinsed the foam from his hair running it through her cleavage during the “titty message” she made sure he watched her in the mirror as it past over and between her tities. His eyes locked the whole time, just the kind of visual stimuli she knew he favored.

She let him dry her off, even though the vacuum-armor-liner PVC suit she wore to make her saurian limbs and other anatomy conform to a human female’s facade was designed to shed water completely and consequently was already dry. The only parts of her that were wet were her wigged head, her bosom, some of her abdomen and most of her back. But as he desired to engage in mutual grooming she indulged him. It pleased him and lead to a deeper level of “intimacy” between them. Foxy had learned to engage him in mutual grooming by accident and then later through research but it was oddly not covered in the porn files which were the most explicit and there for likely informative on human reproductive habits.

She had found that mutual grooming was covered in the much too extensive and confusing romance files. So she let him dry her because it was “romantic” to, and she found that she could please him in so many ways by allowing him to engage in the habits of humans who had mated did for one another. William she had discovered was a “romantic”, more’s the pity Foxy lamented.

There was an entire sub-section in the romance files devoted to flowers. When she found that part about flowers, she told him in no uncertain terms that receiving plants was out of the question. There were also many other entire sub-sections in the Romance Files that she wanted to nip in the bud, so to speak.

The first one to be nipped in the bud was not to bother her by ever asking about her feelings. She told him that if she had something to say about her feelings she would tell him with out the need to be prompted to by him, why human women were incapable of this was beyond her understanding. And she understood he would like that very much! Because the same body of “romance” research showed her that the males found such discussions abhorrent So why women WANT men to ASK them about their feelings to engage them in discourse when the men clearly don’t enjoy such converse was apparently just more of their predilection to insanity.

When he had done engaging in far more time drying her chest then he needed too she in turn dried him off, starting with his matted wet mane attached to his head, she dried his back and gently cupped his balls as she in turn spent more time then she needed to drying under his crotch and toweling just hard enough to make him jump more then a little. She carefully dried the stiff hairs that covered his groin and then moved up as she dried his chest. When reached his neck and then face she desired for him to kiss her mouth edges with his lips and he took her cue and did. During his drying she had managed to push his flaccid tired phallus up so as she leaned against him for her kiss, she could press her hips to his, trapping the sleepy inducer between them.

William tolerated no one not even Foxy to handle his limp inducer so soon after any of the Joined Saurians had brought him to a season’s ending. But if Foxy was gentle and careful not to let him know she was trying to stimulate it he wouldn’t notice. She kept him kissing her and pushed more tightly against him and wrapped her arms around his hips to force his waste more closely to her. When he wanted at last to pull away she let him and they stepped out of the refresher, she examined his phallus as they stepped out, while it was still un-erect it had lengthened and become swollen for her during their kiss. And that was precisely what she had hoped to accomplish. She knew she would soon enough have it erect and desirous of her touch shortly and she could handle it all she wanted to then. She had him well on his way to the turning of his fourth season of the duty cycle.



Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 08



==Saurian Sex Therapy For Fun And Profit==Ch.13

“He has generated enough to make a fifth cask” Roxy told her joined.

“I told them I was sure we could produce at least six.” Doxy lamented.

“I don’t like it, He should not be pushed any further! He has turned far more seasons far more extensively then is the norm for males of any age!” Foxy objected.

“He does not complain, and he is still always eager to offer us access to his phallus, desperate as ever for us to drive it to spit up its season. It pleasures him greatly, one can taste in him the truth of that.” Doxy countered.

Foxy, speaking in Saurian, “You play with fire and think nothing of burning yourself, my Joined. Do any of you want to be parted from our very own beach male after we have sold off his liquids?” She said “liquids” in the plural indicating he had produced more then one kind of liquid. “You would produce in our beach male a state of “sexual addition” males who are given no time to engage in other activities and do nothing but enthrall themselves in sexual stimulation develop a mind sickness. When was the last time you and he drilled on the command deck?” Foxy asked of Doxy.

At that both Doxy and Roxy fell to pieces in their native hissing laughter at “drilling” on the command deck.

“Yes laugh, as you burn in his fire, you know full well what I meant, he already displays many of the signs of the mind sickness. He eats almost nothing. He will not eat when he is alone, and when we are with him he can no longer control his needs to couple with us. Were it not for the ration drinks that take him the littlest amount of time to consume he would have eaten nothing in many days! And neither one of you can even induce him to drink even one of those!” Foxy railed at her Joined.

These words caused Doxy and Roxy to exchange looks of concern.

“And what do you suggest, we do? It is as much for him as it for us. I am sure if he knew our intentions he would under take every effort to facilitate us our endeavors and dare I say even to self sacrifice, we do this as much for him as for us” Doxy restated.

“Yes Joined, in that you are correct. He has told us extensively of the rigors he and his crewmates endured to be chosen for this earth mission. Tremendous hardships he demonstrates are nothing he can not endure, even as you say to sacrifice himself on behalf of the good of the mission!

But if we produce mind sickness in him, when we return him to his people, and we must do that even if for only for the briefest of time his people will not return him. And should we foolishly restrain him from returning to his own he will escape us and be assured he would escape us. He does not often display it, but he is many times more clever and even more bright then the three of us combined, make no mistake there.

And upon his return to his people they will do extensive medical examinations as a matter of course, it is there way. It is not uncommon for Humans to endure great physical injury and sickness and display no symptoms and even conceal these very symptoms if they are of such a mind. So their medical exams are such that they reveal even deliberately hidden symptoms, again it is their way and they would find any mind sickness.

It is likely they will believe he caused it in himself a sickness of this nature and not us. Since they will desire to prohibit him from making himself sick again they would never let him return to us! Nothing we or he says will change their minds, humans know that our mating habits could never cause sexual addition to one of their own so they will draw no other conclusion then that he made himself ill by engaging in unhealthy behavior while in our company. Have I made myself clear to you, my overly rapacious Joined!”

“Yes you have, I realize now the depths of your concern” Doxy said with grave concern. “But time is dwindling for us, a sixth cask is required if we are to fulfill our contractual requirements.”

“Leave him to me alone then, you two can continue to demonstrate feminine displays for him and make him desirous of your sexual attentions. But you are to offer him no sexual contact, you can though still continue to indulge your tongues with him. But he must be encouraged to engage his mind beyond the activity of coupling when in your presence.

I will deny him my company during those times, this will help him recover his spoiled mind and at the same time increasing his ardor for myself.” Foxy laid down the ground rules.

“Why would his ardor increase for you if he sees less of you, this is counter intuitive!” Roxy reasoned.

“If the two of you would increase your knowledge of humans beyond just their porn files you would have your answers. I am of no mind to endlessly school you two on every nuance of human behavior I have studied. Your understanding is not required, it is only the doing that is required. That I have been often correct in the past in the methodologies of making him ours is understanding enough for you.” Foxy had said enough.

Sadly for Foxy she was right, absence does make the heart grow fonder. Saurians had no such concept. Joined females who were parted for a duration, while missed and welcomed warmly upon return, caused no change in the feelings of their other Joined during their absence.

Her understanding of such a concept therefore was all the more impressive, but then Foxy had made the “leap” long ago in her understanding of the human condition. So it was more then a little surprising that she had not anticipated how very much she would pine for him while enduring their protracted separations. 

Perhaps it was the result of her constant over exposure to his species evolutionarily advanced hormones or perhaps dressing and acting as human for so long was causing her to behave and think more like a human but for what ever reason Foxy pined for her pet male when they were parted much more so then he did. Mind sickness of this nature could not be contagious none the less she grew sick from it even as she cured him of it.

Output was down at first, but at least he would eat a full meal with Doxy and Roxy. So his strength was returning to him quickly. He returned to wearing his flight jumper and Doxy and he drilled on the command deck in the conventional sense, though that was not strictly accurate however. They had long completed the lessons in the standard curriculum material on ship handling and Point Drive Fold. So they had moved on to advanced piloting skills and Point Drive failure control. Doxy’s had years of experience and this theoretical course work was beyond her, so he would learn it and then help her understand it. Though they both pretended it was not so and that he was merely demonstrating his newly acquired understanding to her.

“What plant material would you have me prepare with your meal, Beach male?” Doxy asked of him as the hour grew late.

“There is a short green stalked plant that opens into a large bundle of florets, do you know the one?”

“Yes, but that one has all but been used up, it will likely be the last the of it.” She told him. 

“That’s ok, just cook what ever is left of it.” He took off his jumper and undergarments as they spoke and gave them over to her.

She agreed to his meal choice and left the command deck, secretly pleased that there was less and less of that disgusting plant matter in the cold storage bins, just a side benefit of his recovery. Doxy was happy to have him eating well but she dearly missed their sexual play time.

Doxy was sure he missed her too, but he didn’t question her ever as to why she and Roxy didn’t couple with him any more. Among human females she knew that they would inexplicably and unexpectedly lose interest in mating with their partners. Their demands to have the males take great interest, even though they did not, in discussing the woman’s feelings were supposed to prevent such occurrences. From her time among the human crew and from listening in on their gossip she was most certain this practice almost never worked.

The practice required the male to not only be able to understand the females often though not always completely irrational feelings but to even deduce which feelings the female was deliberately concealing from him in hopes that he would draw them out from her.

That the males of the species were completely inadequate to the task, that much was clear! Yet every female expected their mate to do this very impossibility. It is no small wonder the males had developed such an overwhelming mating drive, with such insanely illogical females the species would have long ago died off from lack of offspring if not for this overwhelming drive in the men, she was sure.

And this was but one of the many reasons why so very many human males in a still distant future would Join with Saurian females. The Saurians of course only took the best and the brightest in other words earth’s finest. Leading to the all too common human female lament, “Why are all the good men married, gay or Saurian sex slaves?!”

In any event she believed that he likely put her sudden stay in coupling with him down to the vagaries of womanly behavior. And it made her feel badly that he would hold her with so little regard. She could never be like an earth woman she thought and turned her head abruptly flinging her false hair over her shoulder and stormed off the command deck.

William was fully erect in anticipation, even though Foxy had only just stepped onto the command deck. There were better roomier places shipboard for there mating dances but for some reason he was the most generous with his seasons here. In no small part she was sure because of all the ships modules this was the one he felt was his.

He knew to keep his lips together for her until she flicked him with a striking lash of her tongue. She made his erection twitch in anticipation of this. He didn’t wince at all though she was sure she had stung his lips with her whip like tongue, he closed his eyes and greedily kissed her tongue puckering his lips tightly around it. She lapped of his tongue and he in turn ran his tongue against hers trapping it against the roof of his mouth when she let him, so that she could tickle him gently there which he still didn’t like.

She continued to push another length of tongue into his mouth as he tried to suck more in but she held back. And she most certainly didn’t want to hold back! So she gave into him and allowed him to swallow her tongue at long last, when he did so she could taste his sweet cookie dough mixed with sweet bitter berries. The bitter part of the berry flavor was sharp and very hot. He had been longing for her tongue she knew, and she emptied herself of it and made him swallow her entire length. This made the bitterness recede a small amount. But that he also wanted to feel her touch very much more she tasted that flavor of him most strongly.

She could barely contain herself but she did, he had remained in place not moving as she had permitted him to partake fully of her tongue, and now she tugged back her tongue and drew him to her as she came forward to meet him. The best way to begin him on his way was to let him believe she wanted to make him cum for her right away. Why he allowed himself to believe that she meant this each time she pulled the same ruse she could scarcely conceive, but he was a well disciplined crewmen and one didn’t question the orders of ones commanders. So he did as she commanded him each time as though he knew no better.

It is scarcely a wonder that these humans could make such terrible deadly wars amongst themselves with such a mindset, one could order young men out to certain death and they would do so willingly. She could not help but take such pride in herself that she had drawn just such devotion from him, she also felt pleasantly burdened by the tremendous responsibility of it all. It freighted her more the a little, humanity was dangerous, the galaxy had it had any sense would have agreed with Foxy whole heartedly.

She spun him around facing him away from her, guiding him with subtle tugging from her supple tongue. Foxy then seated herself on the acceleration lounge where she wrapped her legs around his waist and forced his legs apart. She did this so she could push her feet up together under his crotch. In this manner she could “spur” his season sack forward with her heels. She knew this made him a bit uncomfortable but that just such discomfort strangely pleased him when his mind entered into a properly stimulated fugue.

With her arms wrapped around him from her position behind him she began. First she grasped his tremendously long and engorged inducer by Saurian standards in both her hands and squeezed him tightly. He leaned back into her as she did this moaning and sighing so contentedly to once again be in her grasp. Of all the things she did to him nothing pleased him more the when they had been parted, something about first moments are special, and she could taste of him that truth. Everything in him sweetened and it caused her tongue to lash about his mouth and throat as she responded to feeling his pleasure. He would have been unable to breath and been gagging on her tongue in the past, and in the past she would have taken great pains not to lose control of herself like this when responding to his sexual excitement. But he had learned to accept her deep penetrations of his gullet long since, and he just kept swallowing her back down to contain her from accidentally escaping him.

She had been holding his erection only just briefly in her hands, but it had taken him no time at all before he began responding to her. She clasped the base in a fist and the tip between thumb and forefinger his freshly leaked seminal fluid made him slippery in her grasping fingers. Some times in the past she had used a mineral extracts to make him slippery for this kind of play, but now he always provided so much himself she never needed any. And she had learned from his flavors exactly how little of this play he needed to be turned to seasons end.

“Do you like my hands here, my pet male?” He didn’t reply he just listened and watched her hands as she manipulated him. “Mistress Foxy can taste that you do. Your mistress can taste you want her to take you this way too! And she doesn’t want to waste any more time here with you then she has too either. You have been such a bad pet male making his mistress spend all her time alone!” She scolded him.

“So your mistress wants you to show her proper devotion, perhaps in that way you may have her forgiveness! Show your mistress you are completely devoted to her now and empty your season sack for her, this very moment!” she was rubbing him very swiftly all along the length of his shaft, firmly clasped in her hands, her bright red finger nails gliding along the top in full view, she had his head tipped down so he could see them and take in the feminine display stimuli. Her hands slid easily along him from the slippery goo he had released into her rubbing fingers and he responded all so lustily to the friction she produced on his erection.

His own hips he thrust forward in response to her hands and commands driving her heels even more tightly against his lower crotch lightly crushing his season makers, she could taste his need to climax grow all the more keen from this added displeasure. 

She took her hands away from him all at once and she tasted of his heated hatred at that betrayal. “No pet male, I have wasted too much time and you have again refused your mistress her due tribute in seed. So instead of treating you like a man pet, your mistress will punish your failure to ejaculate for her by making you her animal pet again.” With that she made him face her again, his inducer sagging from such sudden aloneness Foxy saw this and made to remedy it.

She unhitched the upper portions of her shiny PVC suit that concealed her Saurian appearing anatomy from him while revealing only those portions of her that were in appearance womanly. One of her very ample faux bosoms fell out from the suit with its attached nipple that would no longer easily come off. William’s eyes were drawn instantly on to it. She drew her tightly suited buttocks forward to the lounge’s edge and set her feet down on the floor and arched her back away from him. “Your mistress knows animals will want to maw me here.” she said, the tip of one red finger nail dragging across her extended nipple, causing it to bend and spring up. “So do as your animal instinct commands you and give it your mouth.”

As he tried to lean over her with his mouth she shifted so she could push her thigh between his legs, she lifted her leg up slightly to trap his inducer between her thigh and his abdomen, he gratefully pressed against her soft thigh as he put his lips to her long firm brown nipple and cupped the breast in his hands. 

She could and did blow air in and out of her swim bladder the harness she wore confined it in such a way so that only a portion that was shaped like a mammary gland’s frontal display inflated outwardly. Air was a poor choice when it came too look and feel both of which were very important in a male’s repertoire of stimulation cues, so they had taken to swallowing large amounts of protein gelatin and blowing that into the confined bladder. In so doing they produced a heavy undulating display that he responded to so very well. Her cup size determined how large a breast she could inflate. The cup had been the tricky part, it had to have a shape close enough to a humans to fool his senses into recognizing it as the feminine frontal display and it had to feel like skin because males drew great arousal from interaction with them. William had provided the solution.

So in essence he was only fooling himself. They had been able to produce a cup from a very thin soft stretchy material from the water ration packets. Foxy had found the largest packets available that they had aboard, so her’s were the largest. The trick had been to give it a skin that didn’t feel like a ration packet. The medical supply kit he had brought along with him contained an agent used for treating burns. It covered burns in an artificial skin, and they had used this with great success. The only change they made was to add some human female false pigments to the mixture to give it a skin tone pleasing to the eye.

A technique that Foxy had long since developed was to cause the breast to swell for him and also to shrink, causing her swim bladder breasts to take on an undulating pulsation that drove his sexual senses quite wild with stimulation.

None of the Joined could make any sense of this. Human females could and did have their breast size augmented but they could not ever raise and lower the size at will. So how this new display could be recognized and stimulate their human male made no sense. But it did. If only they could see the subtleties of what a drawn in breath can do to woman’s chest they would have understood, but porn files are never about subtleties were they?

A soon as he had cupped her and put his mouth to her nipple she gently blew air into her “breast” causing it to swell in response to his touch. Slowly carefully she sucked the air back out and repeated it. This drove him into a state of mating frenzy and to try to satisfy his needs he was pressing his still trapped erection more tightly against her thigh grinding his hips back and fourth against her leg, desperately humping at her leg like a dog. 

She giggled for him to hear, at her own joke that this was how she did it doggy style with him. She let him carry on like this for some time, though he could never gain enough stimulation from only her thigh to loose a season. But she kept escalating her level of impetus by giving him her other breast, after a small time. He took such pleasure from her bosom when he pressed his face between them. She always thought that rubbing his face against her swim bladder harness would ruin the illusion of her breast, but he showed no sign that contact with her fakery ruined his enjoyment in them. Rather then spoil his enjoyment he would actively trace the bindings of the harness with his nose and face feeling them for what they were, and rather then being repulsed by such revelations he was stimulated by them.




Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 08



They had tried to be most discouraging of him when he did this at first. They would lift his head away or turn so that he couldn’t explore the harness. This had the reverse of the desired effect, the more they tried to keep the harness from his explorations the more he pressed he on with his exploring efforts!

So it came to pass from her study of the romance files (see appendix 3) that she told her theory to her Joined that she believed he was exploring their harness as he would a woman’s brassiere, in an attempt to remove it. This made them all giggle in their hisses at his silliness. She was of course one hundred percent wrong. But romance is a difficult subject for space whores to be sure. Had she found a section about how to entice a man with lingerie she would have been less confounded and arrived at the real solution to his behavior. He was turned on by women’s undergarments. But space whores don’t need to have true understanding to please a man, which was so unlike pleasing a woman, and for that they would have thanked their lucky stars, had they any understanding of it all.

She had continued having him devote his attentions to her breasts while he “humped” her thigh for some time. His happy inducer leaking all over her rubber encased thigh. The secret she had long ago learned was to keep him wanting her to stimulate him with out frustrating him. As long as she could restrain him from reaching a climax and still hold his undivided interest in her by ratcheting up her stimulation of him he would be happy and massing seminal fluid in his prostate to discharge for her. The Saurian females were fortunate to have to been able to sense this in him so much more easily then any earth female could have. Because the Saurian’s delicately sensitive tongues were such accurate barometers in detecting levels of sexual excitement. She could taste when his eagerness for her began waning, and then she would offer up some thing additional to stimulate his senses.  He was very much rapt with her, especially now. So he responded to her lightest touch like a well trained show horse did at the spurring of its rider. She had led him to exchange places with her so that he now lay back against the acceleration lounge and she was standing over him. 

She bent to lower her self to his waste while watching his eyes as she slithered down along his chest to bring her massive rack to bear on his still drooling tool. Her eyes locked on his the whole time, she batted her long black glued on eye lashes at him as she did.

Foxy pressed her gelatin filled chest orbs around the phallus she so worshiped causing it to make happy little spasms for her. This made her stop, and as she still held his gaze, she could command him with a rebuking look alone. Again as he was fixated with his mistress, he replied “Yes my mistress I will control myself. Please let me feel you rubbing me again, don’t stop!” he said beseechingly of her.

William both loved and hated this part, in truth he didn’t want to wait he would have preferred to have blasted himself empty all over her big fake tits then and there. Secretly he loved the way she made him last, so he could enjoy such fucking great sex! Because whenever she finally did take him, he came like an Ox! Indeed his climax’s had become so severe he had blacked out on more then one occasion

So the frustration he well knew was more then worth it. If he had ever learned the frustration was so that he could “milked” to maximum effect for the sole purpose of producing “cocktails” for sale on the black-market, he likely would have insisted on a lot more frustration given what was involved. Not that it would have had much positive impact, Foxy knew best so it was fortunate for William that it was she who was in charge of his frustrations and not he.

Foxy knew he couldn’t control himself but that she could and that was the whole point wasn’t it. Her stopping wasn’t because she thought he was in any danger of passing the season with her, it was to make him beg. His expression of subservience to her was required to help him to continue to turn over complete control of himself more fully to her tender mercies. And he really was fully under her control. 

He could she also knew ejaculate at any time he chose and she couldn’t stop him but she knew he would not. No more then any other crewmen of the Prometheus would fail to perform in their duties for reasons of personal gratification.

She could push him over the edge though, when she wanted to. She had done it on more then one occasion denying him permission to turn a season, and forcing him to it at the same time. He would struggle and try to hold back as thick ropes of his season burst from him, but all that resulted was that he enjoyed his season’s end less. So she now always carefully avoided that.

She tity fucked him, watchfully gazing up at him as she did. She could burry his cock in chest cleavage leaving only the slit at the top of his cock visible, and then slide herself up his length making it disappear into the enticing view of her immense cleavage. He was very much stimulated by the sight of her cleavage she well understood. 

So with her frontal cleavage display wrapped around his cock she pushed every one of his buttons that sent him to climax and he didn’t end his season with her because she commanded it of him even though she could taste just how very badly that he needed to unload on her titties.

That didn’t much matter to her, she had tasted that he wanted to cum on every other part her body she used on him anyway. But for this trip they had to confine him to climaxing into her chute. He always produced the most of his fluids there, rather then when he was taken in any other way. It had taken them a while to find the reason as his flavor for that was so subtle. And when he was ending a season and was full of electricity his flavors were in chaos.

It was two flavors that they had found that explained it, the first was the easy one to find. It was a control issue, in the chute cup he had full control at his season’s end. (Too much control the day he had shredded her cup!) And he could drive as hard and as fast as he liked before his final fervor, and his changing unsteady rhythm was part of that.

By taking his season in any other way they couldn’t reproduce the exact levels of friction and movement that he needed at the last, not even they could tastes his changing flavor quickly enough. Thus only he could make those last moment alterations in his rhythm and contact that brought him to peak climax which in turn produced his maximum volume of issue.

William loved the way she gazed up at him when she tity fucked him. He had taught her do that early on. It was a way of letting him and her bind in a way. Watching her tit cleavage under normal circumstance was arousing to him. But seeing it and feeling it simultaneously fuck his hard cock produced a feedback in him creating an enormous level of arousal. And having her eyes on him, made him feel that she was saying “Yes, I know exactly what I am doing to you and you have no say in it all. Each wave of pleasure the sight of my tity cleavage sends thrilling through your body I can see in your eyes you can not deny me. I have caught you in your greatest weakness. And I know that you know that I know it too.

This secret shame in being “caught” added to his pleasure more then anything else she did to him. In the past when she let him ejaculate his season onto her during tity fucking he had always had to look away as he spurted on her. He would look back after to see her supple tongue grabbing up globs of his sticky seed off her face where she tried to direct the largest volumes of his climax. Again it was her staring gaze that gave him his greatest pleasure. 

He had never been able to endure holding her eyes though during his actual season’s passing. It was too intense for him. After they had made planet fall and could get back to a more normal sex life she would take some time and start forcing him to stay focused on her eyes through out, but for now she tasted he had sweetened as fully as he was ever going to. She was about to pass his.

She rose up along his body the same way she had gone down it, she kept her belly firmly pressed against his big fat inducer keeping it happy and stimulated at full sweetness was crucial. She guided him around to again exchange places so she could lie back on the acceleration lounge. She kept her tail rap simulated ass at the edge and raised her legs straight up, he entered her egg chute with much urgency though with care as he had been disciplined to do. He fucked her chute in a fast hard steady pumping rhythm in her. “My sweet pet male your mistress will take your season from you now, spend your season this instant inside your mistress’s you can deny her nothing!” She thus gave her permission to him.

He made no reply, she has pushed him as far as he could go. She believed if she cut his head off at this moment his body would still continue to completion. He grasped her around the thighs and pulled them tightly together and swung her legs so that both of her spiked heeled feet were over his right shoulder. This gave him the ability to lift her hips off the lounge top and swing her hips slightly to meet his incoming thrusts increasing the speed and friction and angle of his penetration. His gaze was caught on the bright red toenails on the toes she curled tightly for him, he lost all his rhythm then and plunged him self against her hips as hard as he could. 

He expended himself forcefully into her chute, though it took a long while for his season sack to spend itself, spasm after spasm sent hot eruptions of seamen deeply into Foxy. She could feel with her chute flexors the pulsations of his repeated sperm blasts and watched as the pleasure that looked more like pain washed through his entire body. 

He was pressing his lips tightly to one of her shoes at the arch with his eyes fixed on her tightly clenched toes and the bright red nails. I just knew it, she thought! Even the display of the cleavage of a woman toes was feminine cue. As was often the case Foxy the space whore was wrong and William had just never mentioned that he had a bit of a foot fetish.



Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 09



==Never Argue With A Fucking Beach Male==Ch.14

Some long while later Foxy met with her Joined, her filled cup with her. Doxy as always tasted of its contents to assess its quality. "Joined! This yet another hot bright season you have pressed from our beloved beach male! How do you so commonly obtain such results from him?"

"And look his volume has increased more then just a bit, if we can continue to raise his volume at this rate for only a short while longer we will have produced our sixth cask!", Roxy noted in delight.

Foxy answered Doxy's question, "You know full well it is not I who obtain the improved results, he does. He wants very much to please me, so he goes to great effort to bring himself off in my chute cup with as much stimulation to himself as can take from me. That is why the results improve. 

But I think perhaps we could obtain slightly improved results if we added to our feminine trappings." Foxy then added.

"I am sorry but there is no way we can make human faux foot, our own feet are too radically different in shape. It is fortunate for us that human males find the disfigurement of the feminine foot from high heeled shoes attractive or I would have had no solution in the first for that particular feminine guise. A bare flat foot isn't possible, our feet bend up too much at the claw for both toe and heel to be flat on the deck." Doxy explained to Foxy the impossibility of the situation.

"We don't need a bare foot that FUNCTIONS as a human's just the display of one! Can we produce a non-functional but aesthetically appealing foot or not? "

"It will appear to him that we are all walking around up on our tip-toes if we produced such a device. It would look completely unnatural. He would not like that." Doxy assured her.

"Human males are not concerned about such irregularities from natural functions, he will like it just fine." Foxy made to argue.

"Very well Joined we shall see. We can use hatch sealant putty to cast a foot it is easy to sculpt when wet and firms when dry to a soft rubber that should be about the right firmness I think. We can cover it in more of his burn wound replacement skin. But that will be a problem, the replacement skin while it is tough it is not so tough that walking on the skin won't wear it off quickly from the souls of the fake foot." Doxy brought up.

"Then we do not walk when wearing the costume feet!" Foxy said in solution.

"How do you expect us to us go around the ship and perform our duties if we can't walk?" Roxy countered.

"You don't wear the pseudo-pod except when stimulating him with them!" Foxy answered her.

"Let's get started! He will be so excited when he sees me with out my shoes I can hardly wait! Just make sure when you sculpt them that we make it fit our current shoes. I want it to be a surprise when I let him take off our shoes!" Foxy said excitedly. "Oh and very important make certain each pair of feet is a little different, that way we can have foot orgies it will stimulate him less if he sees three pairs of identical feet."

"How did you learn of this more studies of the romance files?" Doxy inquired of her.

"What do you take me for a human woman? I asked him he told me, though he didn't know what he liked about them. But I have an idea why, I will have to inform him so he knows as well, though I think will wait until he sees us in our new human feet.It took the three of them very little time to sculpt the simulacrum, Saurian's being naturally talented artists. "The seam around our ankles into the faux foot is very noticeable. Will he not mind that?" Roxy asked.

"Yes he would mind, but just bind up the seam with some straps, it will actually enhance the effects. And elicit a stronger positive response." Foxy showed her. They then tried on their feet and making it appear that they were indeed tiptoeing around.

William awoke now as he always did with Foxy keeping him erect and stuffed up her chute as he slept. She was tasting him with approval in her voice and allowed him to fuck her for more then some small while, he did so with abandon though he knew he'd never got her permission this early in the morning though foolishly he always hope she would. He really loved emptying himself insider her when he awoke like this.

When she had tasted he had sweetened to her satisfaction she commanded him to stop and withdraw. They had been lying together spooning, and while he stopped his pumping of her he however remained buried deeply inside her chute with his arms around her firmly holding onto her encased swim bladder breasts. He hugged her to him and he ran his hand gently across her firm nipples feeling them over and over. Though she had commanded him to withdraw and he hadn't she didn't rebuke him. She wanted to allow him enough time to cuddle with her in order to permit him time to display his affections for her. 

She on the other hand knew of his affections for her and required no reminders and she felt no need for him to display his affections again. But she knew he wanted to display his affections, that in so doing it made him happy and enjoy the bond between them. So she gave him the extra time, because she had made the "leap" for both of them.

He grew no softer in her and continued to obey her in ceasing his relentless fucking actions, he kissed her about the cheeks and red mouth edges and arose and left to curse at the recyclers again because of his raging hard-on. When the cursing had subsided she joined him in the refresher where she massaged him and they dried one another as was their custom.

With the ship still under deceleration they joined Doxy and Roxy at the wardroom table. Along with his usual ration nutrient drink he found a small plate filled with pieces of meat. Foxy, then told him,"I want you to eat of these pet male, you will enjoy them and they will let you please your mistress more. You do desire to please your mistress, Pet Male?" Foxy's voice was a begging pleading richness similar to porn star asking a stud to make her cum at the end of a porn file vid.

"Yes beloved mistress." He took a small gray slimy piece of the meat and chewed it. It tasted of little more then a bit of salt and sea. Foxy eyed him and made a motion for him to eat more of them. "What are you giving me, oysters?" he asked.

"Yes though not of your world and they are not the real thing either. But a synthetic made from the same product that the textured protein we have eaten comes from. Do you not like the "oysters"?" Foxy asked of him with concern, if he didn't like them it would be so much more time consuming as she would have to use her mistress sex game wiles to entice and cajole him to eat the things.

"You Space Whores! That's just an old wives tale oysters don't really help in sexual performance." He said dismissively.

"These are not actual "oysters" as I told you. Perhaps we will find out later when you have come to give pleasure to your mistress next, who is in the right?" Foxy said oozing with superior knowledge. "I have a new surprise for you this day, one that will make you even more aroused then usual, you will not be able to control yourself even for your mistress, so I will require of you extra performance. But if you do not eat your "oysters" I will not allow you anytime with myself nor will you receive your gifts."

William slid another "oyster" down his throat. It was not alone in his throat as Foxy was inside his neck too, tasting to see if Doxy's discovery had any merit. And she hissed happily as he sweetened. 

They no longer physically aroused him at the wardroom table anymore, William had noticed for some time now. And he was therefore usually flaccid, but by the time he had finished the last "oyster", he had thickened and lengthened over half way and could not help himself from hardening further try as he might. His space whores had done it again he thought. Then he tried to dismiss it as the result of psychological suggestion trickery.

The meal ended as he chewed up his last "oyster", and worked to keep his member from going to full erection. He didn't want to work his shift that duty cycle with an all day woody.

Later that morning he and Doxy were running manual maintenance checks on the space drive systems. This was a redundant task as automatic systems handled that task normally and notified the crew to any irregularities. But it was standard operating procedure to manually check it out and in the depths of space redundancy was life.

"Can Roxy and I come and have sex play with you and Foxy after duty cycle? We want to be part of your new surprise." Doxy asked him out of nowhere.

"You're asking me? Foxy is in charge of fucking my brains out these days, at least since you two stopped wanting to. I think you will have to ask her." William was stunned and needed a moment more to think because his only thought was, "what the fuck is she asking about?"

"I am in need of correcting you my beloved Beach Male, but Roxy and myself have never ceased wanting to have sex play with you! But you were growing ill, and had ceased to take proper nutrition. Foxy would not allow us to let you become sicker!" Doxy tried to tell him.

"She what! Who the hell gave her permission to stop you from doing it with me? I really missed the two of you! How about we have some "play" down here as soon as we complete our last system check?" His all day woody could finally be put to good use he thought.

"Beloved Beach Male I would, but we must keep you healthy and too much sex play leaves you no time for other activities, am I not correct?" William's woody ached when she said "but".

"Yeah, I suppose you three were fucking me in to a sex overload. But damn! It was just so great having the three of you constantly doing me. And you all had gotten so very good, I was cumming in buckets all cycle long." William lied, he sure as hell didn't truly think he had been in any danger of a sex overload, nor even that such a thing could exist. But like most men he avoided disabusing women of their notions knowing that even should he win he would lose.

He finished his thought, "Although I'd be the first to admit Foxy really does know how to drain my balls dry every single time like no body's business. Still it was just so much more fun when we did it in groups, don't get me wrong I love the way Foxy takes control and all but she's only one space whore after all. So you know what, screw what she says. Damn right bring Roxy later on, and if she has any more friends that look like her bring them too!" he quipped. Doxy did her Lt. McGivver giggle for him and kissed his lips while she let him suck and swallow her tongue.

His schedule of sex of late was that as soon as his duty schedule ended he reported to the command deck unless he was already stationed there in which case Foxy would typically arrive a little before the end of the cycle and if his duty was routine and non critical start in on him to bring him to a state of full arousal.

Afterwards the two of them would refresh and meet the other Joined in the wardroom for supper. After they had eaten He was given his study time or ran lessons with Doxy. He also wrote his log reports. Sometimes they would watch some entertainment if they could find something the human could understand. They of course had to translate what was said. But human and saurian entertainment were so different, a hugely funny and popular to Saurisns at least, piece of entertainment comedy programming revolved around a large Joining of females who were interested in finding a new home to live in and each week and after finding a beautiful home all but one would agree to purchasing the new home, the rest of the show was devoted to how the majority tried to cajole, threaten, and other wise coerce the lone hold out into agreement. Needless to say his mission logs were always complete and on time.

After that he reported back to the command deck and Foxy would use him up again. Now if his next duty cycle was a light one and he could sleep in, she would take him in the sleep cell that same sleep cycle after he had some brief sleep. He had come to like those the best because she was the most intimate with him then. And not surprisingly, Foxy always reveled in her ability to make him happy, as that was when he was the most potent and productive.

In this manner they had managed to bring his production steadily upward with Foxy growing ever more skilled at helping him want to keep on ecstasy's edge for her and therefore producing larger volumes of seminal fluids for her. And with his life in greater balance, his mind and body helped in making him a prime Holstein for their needs. 

Though if he had known what they were up to he would have had no objections and would have devoted himself fully to it no matter the cost to himself, and that would be a problem. Because that cost mattered to the three Joined more then the plan itself, and they wanted the plan to succeed very much more then anything except for keeping their Beach Male. The plan was to eat their cake and have it too, how hard could that be? So they wouldn't tell the cake it had been eaten, and so far it was working.

"I know your little secret", she said while facing him crouching over his lap on her knees her face and his nearly touching and tasted for his reaction. There was none at first, and then his flavor got unexpectedly warm and hot from anger! What was he thinking?

"So what if I did invite Doxy and Roxy to have sex with us" He didn't slow or change his rhythm, she had him in his usual throws of sexual ecstasy so he could not help but be overwhelmed by the need to grind himself into her, though he would cease whenever she commanded it of him. "You have no right to keep them from me! I like them too and I missed them. If I had known it was you who told them to stay away from me so you could have me all to yourself I wouldn't have ever let you!" He finished grunting in contentment. It was nearly impossible to express anger when you are devoted to the one in whom you can't get your fill of and in the middle of intercourse with. So his anger went unheard though not un-tasted.

"Oh yes your mistress knows you invited her Joined pet male that is not what your mistress spoke of, though your mistress should punish you for daring to rebuke her shouldn't I?" she asked him not knowing, next time she checked the porn files she thought maybe she should listen to what they are saying.

"No you shouldn't" he said grabbing her in bear hug with his arms so he could place his head between her swollen swim bladder bosoms. She braced her arms together as he had taught her to, to gently burry his head with her large tits when he visited her cleavage like that. Though his next words were muffled in her flesh and faux flesh she heard him just fine. "Because you not only wronged me but you also wronged your Joined. It was wrong to steal their pleasure and mine by not allowing us to have sex." She lifted higher on her knees to make him have to lift his hips higher to penetrate her fully. He grunted but easily pushed up with his hips to fully penetrate her again, this added effort tired him more quickly, she wanted to exhaust him some it made him more docile and controllable. And he most certainly was not docile or in her control at the moment.

"You were making yourself ill, servicing all three of us and you know it." She gently corrected him rising and lowering herself to meet him as he filled her. "What was your mistress to do?" Foxy made like a whore onto his iron hard inducer and spoke with an orgasm chocked voice.

William didn't think much of this silly sickness idea and didn't mention what he thought of it. "We could have shared, you didn't need to freeze them out altogether! It was just selfish of you to insist on having me all to yourself! Poor Doxy and Roxy haven't had any fun with me for almost half the trip and they miss it damn it! And I don't like it when people cause hurt to my friends." She didn't answer for a moment because he had grown tired of her being on top and had used his much greater musculature to rise under her knocking her from her knees and once he had her free of her kneeling position, rolled her over on her back as gently as he could and taking great pains to remain as deeply buried inside her egg chute while he did. He lowered his full weight onto her and crushed her to the acceleration lounge then he grasped her padded buttocks in a firm grip and pounded into her using his grip on her to move her slightly with each stroke inward and out to meet him head on as he so like to do.

"My darling pet male! I had no idea I had wronged you so! It was not my decision alone." She could taste his flaring anger at her treatment of Roxy and Doxy. And she so wanted to make it go away! Foxy wanted to kiss his face all over as he would kiss her's when he was trying to make up to her for some small transgression he had made to his mistress, she would always let him kiss her all over her face and warn him this was the last time and accept his apology. She loved it when he did that so it was frequently the last time between them.

"I was not trying to be selfish, but there was no other choice! Both Doxy and Roxy would have had it no other way! They missed your attentions of course but they preferred that to the alternative. I alone satisfy you like they can not. Kiss me about my face, Pet Male like you do when you wish my largess for your misdeeds." He did as she commanded but had to release her hips from his grip to do so. 

"I haven't done anything wrong, you did!" he kissed her closed eyes and then her underdeveloped saurian nose, and then across her lipless bright red mouth edges.

"I know but I have no lips with which to kiss you, so you must do the kissing for me! But I am your mistress, will you please your mistress now and forever pet male?" She coiled up his tongue with hers making it impossible for him to respond. But his strong solid tongue caused her coils to slip.

"Yes mistress, I want to so much" he kissed her mouth and shoved his coiled tongue in to it and continued to heave heavily on top of her.

"Then you must believe your mistress that both Doxy and Roxy are happy that I kept you to myself and would have had it no other way. I know you missed them, but we had to make you well again. So I am sorry that we had to take them and your pleasure in them away briefly. But your mistress promises you that you woud not only understand but fully forgive her and agree that she was right all along.

But your mistress does not need to be patient with her pet male. So now that she has had you do her kissing of largess you will make her happy at once and give her your forgiveness to her." She said to him knowing he could deny her nothing when he was like this. What he said next left her stunned! She was so sure he was nothing but carnal lust at moments like this, every fiber of his being devoted to deriving sexual gratification from her body with an all consuming need to shed his season with her with any part of her anatomy where she would allow him. She was about to find out how wrong she was.

Instead of forgiving her unconditionally as she expected of him because of his mating frenzy William was not so compliant saying, "Only if you allow Roxy and Doxy to resume having sex with me again, I will do whatever you say to do about not giving them my seasons, it will be only for you." William actually hissed "seasons" in a fair imitation of Saurian and continued. "I will avoid having intimacy with them unless you give me your leave. But you must give them leave each once a day. 

I don't care what this is all about, but they miss me and I them and all we need to do is agree that I will save myself only for you. I can do that for you and them! And you should have trusted me to do so in the first place, damn it!" Foxy was stunned at the strength of his conviction and humbled by him.




Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 09



She could feel his excitement as he said all this, the building electric current played all about her tongue. But she actually feared him too much to command him to halt and wait until she permitted him his seasons end.

But he ceased on his own and looked down on her breathing deeply, occasionally twitching in her egg chute cup. "Please Pet Male, you must kiss me again all over my face, and make for me my apology. Your mistress should have known pet male only plays at pet male and is her Beach Male always even in play. But you will please forgive your mistress her errors in this way and make her happy again knowing that you have forgiven her wronging of you." She told him in the feminine voice that she usually used to melt him with. 

William didn't melt.

"Are Roxy and Doxy invited here for sleep cycle?" he pressed his demand still.

"Yes!" she said and did her version of Mcgivvers giggle that they had learned from Doxy way back when.

"I will forgive my mistress anything of course." He told her as he found new places to kiss her face. He didn't mind her lack of lips as he was happy to share his with her to make up for any shortages. 

She had him fuck her like that for some time longer to wear him out.. It help stop him from using his greater strength leaving her with fuller control for the sleep cycle season's turning.

His sweetness was ripe and almost ready. And though she had him lathered up in rutting with her for all this time he showed hardly any sign of flagging anytime soon. But she was in control of him and she could take his season at command. And he did like that so very much! So while he might have liked to sex play longer in this assignation, she was ready to end his delight shortly. It was time to surprise him.

Roxy made to summon Roxy and Doxy to the command deck out side the limits of human hearing so William wouldn't hear. They arrived a moment later entering and doing their giggles so he could hear them over his own moaning and grunting. He and Foxy were fucking on the floor with her legs straight up. Her legs were crossed at the ankles with one foot on either side of his head William held her legs and kissed at her ankles his lips pressed tightly to them.

Roxy and Doxy seated themselves on the acceleration lounge directly over Foxy who had her head not quite under the lounge. Roxy and Doxy started undressing each other deliberately staring at William as they did this. Having learned how they watching him while he watched them boiled his blood. 

He was so close they could all taste of him! "Please mistress I can only hold back so long, please now!" he grunted out, before drawing in another breath Foxy's effort to deliberately exhausted William had been most successful and he was breathing hard.

"Your mistress will speak a few words to pet male and then you can have an end to the season darling Pet Male. You will do that for her?"

"Oh gods yes, please...thank you! Just get on with it!" She would have to be quick he nearly spent his season as he spoke.

"I know you like the feet of your women, you have told me so. And that you do not understand it yourself did you not?"

"What? I don't know I suppose so" he grunted his twitching spasms continuing to spiral out of his control.

"Then I will inform you because a good mistress must know how a pet male is made to give her his season in all ways. Cleavage displays by your women are both in the front, produced by the enlarged mammary glands. These mammary glands are displayed to mimic the cleavage display of female buttocks, so that females can both face and face away from males during the mating dance.

But each of these larger displays purpose is to lure males close enough to the vaginal opening a much smaller cleavage display, one that can only be seen when in intimate range. None the less once at that intimate distance its display cues the males to be highly desirous of mating with it.

It does not end their pet male because even a female's fingers and toes display similar cleavage and that is what excites you, though you did not know it."

"Thank you mistress, I am grateful for the enlightenment...Please NOW!"

"Just take my shoes off first and then it will almost be time." Doxy told the barely contained orgasmic male.

He was incredulous, but he would play along a moment more, but no more then that. Incredibly her shoes fell off with ease and she had very human feet with the same bright red colored nails that all of them sported on their fingers she wiggled her toes for him and stuck one of her feet to his lips and he let her slide her toes between.

"Now help Doxy and Roxy off with their shoes and then you may give your mistress what is hers!" Foxy gave him the command. He reached out as they stuck out there feet for him to reach and he quickly pulled off their shoes. He beheld their twenty pairs of bright red nailed toes and at Foxy's command of "Now make him empty himself." They each curled there toes for him to see and he exploded into Foxy. He pressed Foxy's foot tightly to his face his eyes only partly opened as he grunted out one blast after another into her chute. This went on for the longest duration that Foxy had ever compelled from him.

She knew she'd been right about his secret mating cue. He was still spitting seed while he watched as Doxy lowered her foot to Foxy's prone form and nudged her toes to her nipple. This caused his discharge to erupt anew Roxy reached out with her long legs to drag her toes to his eyes and trace his nose with each big toe. He was jettisoning nonstop into the chute cup, it was fortunate that the cup's reservoir was able to accommodate his renewed surge. Though as he continued to be foot teased by the three Saurins his long spilling bursts came very close to exceeding the limits of Foxy's chute cup's reservoir. 

And it had been designed to receive several times the size of his average load. Though admittedly, Foxy's work had long ago redefined his average load size upward a considerable amount, none the less his output was staggering. He just couldn't stop cumming in her as they foot teased him.

==Keep Your Mouth Shut And Nobody Get's Hurt.==Ch.15

"Taste of it my Joined." Doxy held out the chute cup for them. She held it carefully because of the over loaded reservoir. "It has a sparkling flavor like nothing he has ever produced."

Foxy tasted of it and mimicked her best human smile with her mouth edges, her attempt at smiling produced mixed result as she brought her mouth edges together and lowered them at the front making the sides further back seem higher. It was very sinister smile indeed, though she was clueless to that.

"He responded to the fresh stimuli better then I had hoped. We will take him again after he has had adequate sweetening time, though do not hope for another such abundant season's bounty. It can only be fresh stimuli once." Foxy beamed at her success.

"I suppose not, still this season's taking has pushed up production one full season, and that I think will put us back on schedule." Doxy measured his double sized wad into a large quantity of grain alcohol bringing the contents of the sixth cask that much closer to capacity and ready for sale.

The main problem had been the distribution question, they were uncertain of the shelf life of the human hormone fortified grain alcohol. They knew with in a few months the hormones began to break down despite the preservative nature of the alcohol. The question they couldn't answer was how long after that did it lose its strength to cause twins. So they needed to sell their full inventory all at once to some one who had a distribution network. 

And since that would make them quite wealthy they wouldn't need to make any more of William's liquids except for personal use and that would put an end to production for commercial sale. 

The trouble with that was that demand for the twin producing elixir would be insane. If their identities were linked to the elixir, they would be hunted to the ends of the galaxy by Saurians seeking additional new supplies.

So they also needed an intermediary so they could not be linked to the sale. All this would take a large bite out of the wealth generated by the sale. Still what would be left would be more then enough.

When they arrived in orbit Doxy and Roxy saw to the inventory. Meanwhile Foxy and William went to the orbital shipyards. There they took command of the newly fitted out interstellar Helium-Fusion powered vessel. It was equipped with dual artificial-gravity-carousel habitat modules, to prevent the problems associated with long term zero g travel. She was a beauty of a vessel, her conventional space drive was many fold more powerful then the Joined's comet tug, and her Point Drive was powered by the excessive quantities generated by her Helium-Fusion reactors making the Point Drive capable of folding space very much closer to a gravity well. 

Their return trip to Epsilon-Iradini would be made in only slightly more then half the time it took the comet tug. She was fast, powerful and built for long range and long duration interstellar travel. And all she cost was most of the proceeds from about 6000 doses of an elixir that would cause a Saurian to have induced twins. Something that any Saurian female would sell her left testicle to have.

"Don't I get to see your home world?" William wanted to know.

"Seen one Saurian world seen 'em all." Foxy laughed at him, in a sexy pornstar way. "I am sorry William, but orbital transports are not allowed to haul aliens like you yet. Once your world and mine have made some formal diplomatic liaison with one another that will no longer remain true." This was a half truth, the Saurian government would have gladly issued William a waiver. But the Joined very much didn't want to be seen with their "new" alien.

The arrival of the Prometheus at the Epsilon-Iridani system had been a newsworthy event, but by now the only ones still interested in direct contact with a human specimen as such would be researchers and exploit-ment media. Which could leave a link back to the Joined, because they would have been involved in a media circus just before the news broke about the twinning elixir. So the plan was to stay under the radar of the media and get in and get out even more quickly. They managed to raise a very large line of credit to put a down payment on the new vessel and if the deal for their inventory would close quickly enough they would be able to make the full restitution on the ship shortly there after.

Among female Saurians it was known as the year of the twins, to the males it was known as the year of the quadruplets, when a beach male of no particular note induced quadruplets in a mate, who unbeknownst to him had taken a dose of elixir, but who would have been induced to have twins naturally. So she was induced to have a double, double egg release.

The elixirs ability to produce the near miraculous induction of twins during mating created a demand of unparalleled proportions of course. It's relatively short shelf life prevented hoarding or the withholding of the product for sale and further elevating prices. It was all bought up in days and used up in a very few weeks. The Joined and their human beach male were long gone from Saurian home world space, when continued demand caused the Saurian government to launch on investigation into the source of the twinning elixir.

The intermediary the Joined had hired, having made a fortune that rivaled the one she intermediated for on their behalf, which had been a deliberate part of the plan as part of her contractual obligation was an extreme monetary penalty should she be linked to any information leading to the Joined being the source of the elixir. And as a consequence the now ex-intermediary had retired and moved to the high desert to live the life of the pampered in the prized Saurian desert sunshine. The Joined had done well to cover their tracks and the government investigation found nothing.

==Dancing With The Stars===Ch.16

Days later aboard their newly purchased interstellar ship.

William was on the command deck, in full control of the Aphrodite as they had christened the ship in part to pay tribute to the Prometheus and in part to William for the role he played in obtaining the vessel.

He navigated the ship like it was an extension of himself, and was pursuing a Point Fold in nearby space. Despite his lessons he had never learned do this correctly, he just wouldn't take the ship to a nominally distant point from the nearest gravity wells and engage the point drive. Instead he would chart the nearby gravity wells looking for their gaps in flux then he would pilot the ship amongst the gaps looking for a choice one that led to a similar choice point in the destination's stellar system.

The three Joined Saurians tasted of him as was their want, even at times as this. "He tastes of command salt" Doxy pondered saying in human tones like a woman begging a man for sex in a porn vid. "But too there is something more..." she could not put her finger on it as she trailed off.

"Your do not recognize his flavor my Joined?!" Foxy was surprised she knew that flavor well. "He flavors for me like that all the time when I have made it known to him I will be ready to "Join" ", She had to use the Saurian word then for a Joined group of Saurians. "With him sexually.

He would call it married sex, not the kind of sex between people who care nothing of their partners but the kind who are taking their partners needs on with urgent priority. He is sweet that way, he still wishes to give me sexual satisfaction, even though I have taught him the folly of such notions."

"Your revelations are all well thought out and reasoned but still that does not explain this flavor Dolly and I can not place, what makes him taste like he is about to engage in a "sexual Joining" " Roxy asked, her last two words in Saurian, as it was much easier and shorter to say.

"Look at his eyes, His EYES! Though I have been long training him to drink in my mimicked feminine arousal cues and he has been a most enthusiastic student he still has never concentrated on me with such absolute intensity. There is only one thing more then mating our Beach Male desires, it is the stars themselves, he wants to dance with the stars and induce all of their secrets!

Over the centuries to come as humanity enveloped their corner of the galaxy and formed alliances with the races of other worlds they referred to the alliance as "The Interstellar Joining". Most of those amongst the member races could speak in the tones outside human hearing and used the words of the Saurians to speak "Joining". Mankind's finest had gone to the stars and done two things, he had induced those that would to love him and those that did not to fear him, at least those that survived. But that was still in a very a distant future.

William was looking passionately at the stars as earths mightiest interstellar ship of exploration made to Point Jump, what the Joined tasted of in him was his flavor just before he was about to consummate that love. Had the stars any sense they would have trembled in fear or anticipation, they did not, but the three Joined did and they trembled slightly. But not in fear but rather in eager anticipation of what William and they would do to one another later that cycle.

William powered up the ships Point Drive and engaged it a few days travel outside of the outer gas giants' orbit of the Saurian home system. It would have taken the comet tug weeks and their new ship over a week, but he had done the impossible and made it look pedestrian, again. But for earth's finest that was just another day at the office.

==My Star Ship Is Bigger Then Yours==Ch.17

The Aphrodite drew a lot of attention as she roared towards the inner-system on her powerful space drive engines and the human crew that still remained aboard the Prometheus had gone to general quarters. Even the A'hem military took an interest, though since they detected it to be a Saurian vessel they were reasonably sure it was not here to attack a colony full of their own workers.

Captain Merdocs was not aboard the Prometheus rather he was aboard the Saurian supplied Point Drive vessel that he had traded for the Prometheus. It had been an excellent trade for all parties involved. The Saurian's who lived and labored in orbit or local space could use the facilities of the Prometheus just as an off-shore oil drilling platform's workers might make use of a docked ocean liner's luxuries right down the swimming pool aboard her. And the Humans would get their hands on a fully operational interstellar Point Drive vessel. 

She was christened, the Concord in the continued hope for harmony and collaboration between Saurians and Humans and in tribute to the old aircraft whose speed was so unparalleled. Their new Saurian vessel really was like a jet plane in comparison to their old ship. And it was aboard the retro-fitted Concord that William reported in.

William had of course submitted a full written report of his activities during his detachment and had also spoken at length before the Captain and the senior officers but they were a skeptical lot and repeated many of the same questions again.

"So you expect us to believe that the Saurians gave you a much bigger, much faster much more powerful ship then the one we bartered the entire Prometheus away for?" Captain Merdocs asked again.

"Sir, No, Sir! It belongs to the same group of Joined Saurians I have been on detachment with, sir! I am just in command, sir!" William explained again. 

"Then turn command over to one of us!" Captain Murdocs demanded.

"Sir, No, sir, It is not mine to turn over. As the owners of the ship only the Saurian females can do that." Maybe William would convince them this time. But he remained at attention which in zero g. wasn't easy.

"Then go tell these females that I have ordered you to tell them to give over command to one of us!" No, William could see he would have to repeat himself yet again.

But he didn't need to because the Earth Agent intervened.

"Captain it is abundantly clear that the Second Engineer has only limited influence over the ship's owners and that for their own reasons, specifically the close working relationship that they have enjoyed with him while he was on detachment, have chosen our junior officer to captain it.

So this leaves us with but two choices, we can in a fit of pique reject their offer and lose all access to a second and superior Point Drive ship by not permitting our junior officer its captaincy or we can do the opposite which is equally abundantly sensible ." The Earth agent had understood this ever since he first read William's report. That Captain Murdocs didn't speaks more about what expectations in privileges rank brings, there was no way that the Captain was going to let such a prize go to a lowly underling. He probably really would order the Second Engineer to turn down the captaincy rather then let some one else have such a triumph.

"So Captain, which choice is it? Do you want to tell your superiors that we could have had two Point Drive capable vessels but you turned one down? BECAUSE I SURE AS HELL AM NOT GOING TO TELL MY SUPERIORS THAT!" the Earth Agent made his point. Weather he would have to assassinate the captain and have the second officer replace him depended on what the avaricious captain decided.

"Point taken." Captain Murdocs looked a bit taken aback at the Earth Agent. He then Faced William and came to attention himself.

"Second Engineer William Henderson I am promoting you to the Rank of Captain and placing you on detached duty to the Saurian ship Aphrodite until further notice. I expect nothing less then your best in performing in the best interests of both earth and this crew, make us proud."




Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 09



Captain William Henderson had only one thought, My life ROCKS! Later he left to explore amongst the stars and had a four way. 



Or Saurian Sex Slaves Pt. 10



==Appendix 1 - 4==

==Biology of Saurians 101==Appendix 1

Now the Saurians are an egg laying species, their courtship starts when a fertile female meets with a male who is "in season". Male Saurians produce seamen and build it up in an insemination sack. It takes a male one of their years to fill it and become fertile and it is only then he is said to be in season.

Males in season then take to a desirable stretch of beach. If there are no empty stretches or one male is desirous of another's they will battle each other in usually non-lethal unarmed combat until one of them concedes or has been rendered unconscious usually the latter.

The victor then squeezes empty the loser's insemination sack on to the dry sands. When the loser senses again return to him he having had "his season taken from him", departs from the beach and the cycle continues.

The victor remains to mate for as long as his season lasts (the insemination sack has not been emptied), which in the largest of males is often well over a month, servicing dozens or even hundreds of females.

Females approach a desirable male and if the pairing is acceptable to all (meaning the females can pay his stud fee), they begin a courtship dance. As the dance progresses the female being considerably smaller climbs upon the males hips impaling her self on the male's inducement horn. By continuing the female's stimulation with the dance and horn it induces her to drop a single egg. The female takes the egg to a shallow hole dug in the wet sands by her prior to mating and then the male in season releases a small amount from his insemination sack into the hole and thus fertilizes the newly induced egg.

It should be noted that it is common for there to be a group of females present during the entire mating. Some are Joined (essentially the wives) to the mating female, others might be awaiting the male's attentions next. Part of the purpose of the mating dance is to cause sexual arousal in the waiting females. As per the Saurian saying "He danced so well I thought I would drop a clutch of eggs before I even touched his horn!"

The main other thing to note is the commerce side of it; Saurian males charge exorbitant fees for their stud services. This is well tolerated amongst the Saurian's for it keeps the population in check. The only time it is a cause of friction among the sexes is when resources are tight and beach access is limited, driving up stud fees to unaffordable amounts.

In the Epsilon-Iridani system the planet's one lake and its small breeding island made for just such an unreasonable pricing to currently be in effect. Which was also ironic because many of the Saurians working the terraforming project had taken this hard ship posting precisely for the access to the breeding beaches.

In order to mate on the beaches of Epsilon-Iridani a female needed to book passage with the breeding island ferry, the icy lake waters alone see to it that any attempt to swim to the island is quite impossible. Non-Saurians are barred from using the ferry, though they are not barred from the island itself.

Upon arriving on the Island females are free to inspect the beaches for a male, once selected a stud fee is negotiated. The actual funds are transferred much later once the females return to the mainland, no Saurian female would dare fail to make payment and leave her unguarded egg with the male she had swindled.

Once every ten day is hatchling day, the lake waters are lowered and a sunken causeway is revealed. The males await the arrival of the females before retiring to the islands central arena. The females then proceed to "call" for their hatchlings, if it was a viable egg (most sadly are not) the hatchling will break free of the sand and be scooped up by the mothers tongue and cradled in her jaws.

Meanwhile the male Saurians and any other interested parties (including none Saurians) go to the central island arena where professional beach male fights take place. While any male has the right to fight any male for a given stretch of beach, in practice it is run much more like professional sports so on hatchery day is when the professional beach males have there battles. Large sums are wagered by the crowds in the arena and even the losing males make a sizeable sum.

==Chute Cup Explained And Point Drive 101==Appendix 2

"Do you have it yet?" Foxy implored of Doxy.

"Yes I have just finished it I used much less of the organic base and substituted in more of the binding agent this one should be sturdier." Doxy gave the new egg chute cup to Foxy.

"Oh how nice, He is so cutely frustrated when I don't allow him to mate within my egg chute and oblige him to spend his season outside of me. But what is worse for us is he will only deliver a large harvest of season when he takes me in my chute for some reason. I hope this cup lasts so we can return him to an optimum production regimen."

Saurian medical sciences were far more advanced then were those of the Humans, limb replacement being but one area. Or another being for example a form of artificial flesh that was a common bandaging in Saurian first aid. It could be prepared in a multitude of ways to lend itself widely useful for a variety of wounds. It could be made into a plug for a puncture wound or into a sheet for an abrasion. It could include endothermic cooling properties to numb fractured bones or exothermic warming to sooth strained muscles groups. It could be made absorbent to reduce swelling from infection or secreting to deliver time released drugs at a measured rate into a patient's wounds.

In this particular case Doxy had made the bandaging compound into an endothermic-secreting-hollowed-out plug. When placed inside the egg chute it quickly heated well above normal human body temperatures. And in addition when born down on by dexterous egg chute bone spur flexors it would secrete a light lubricating composite. So for William it made the Saurian egg chute into a red hot pussy that responded to his actions by lubing at the discretions of its host. It was perhaps the single most diabolical replica of human femininity that Doxy had fashioned. It was convenient, ever at the ready, maintenance free, reliable, user friendly, disease free and gratis of all satisfaction requirements in other words everything the genuine article was not. 

One century later the richest man on earth held a patent to a design very similar to Doxy's current construct, it was his only invention and he was only 18. He got the patent in the same year he turned 18. When he was 17 he was a busboy a very inventive busboy.

Interstellar travel even employing a Faster Then Light Point Drive can still be an unhurried afair, the main factor in travel delay is the ratio of power to gravity. An interstellar Point Drive works by "folding" space. it brings two distant points together. When a ship enters the "folded space" it emerges at the origin of the distant point. The trouble was gravity. Think of space as a flexible stretchy rubber two dimensional sheet, you could in theory fold the sheet up into a very small pile, except for gravity. Again think of space as the same rubber sheet with two people sitting on it. If you wanted to grab up the sheet and stretch two distant bits of it you would have to be some distance from the people sitting on it. You could still with some effort stretch the rubber and bring two bits of the sheet that are each closer to the seated people but distant to each other together. The more effort you apply the closer you can be to the seated people where you stretch the rubber.

Thus a ship with lots of power can engage its point dive much closer to a gravity well such as a stellar body and overcome its gravitic distortion on space. The little comet tug of the Joined with its moderately powered Point Drive had to travel outside the stellar system's Oort Belt before it could engage its interstellar engines, which made for a long journey. The Joined didn't mind though, William would need time to generate a fortune in seasons for them and Foxy just enjoyed all the attention he she would summon from him.

==From the Romance Files, How To Ruin A Date==Appendix 3

It was Foxy that had come up with a possible explanation. It had taken some time because while the porn files were well indexed by subject, actions, number of participants, etc. The romance section was indexed in absurd meaningless way's making it impossible to conduct organized research. Such topics as "Re-new your romance with him", and "the secrets men keep from women and why" made research impossible.

Even the topics were misleading! For example the latter topic, she knew that men didn't keep secrets from their women. However women reacted very poorly to revelations a man might make that they didn't like to hear no matter how obvious. Furthermore they had little difficulty in behaving as though that given matter did not even exist until a man told them of it, then no matter how unjust the situation the woman would invariably blame the man, no matter how little connected he was to the situation. So she knew that the index was both false and misleading, its topics meaningless. However the shear dimensions of the romance files prohibited any form of brute force approach. So it was left to random chance that she had come across what she believed explained William's probing of their chest harness.

It oddly had been more of piece on instruction, warning young human females who had just reached an age where males in season would be seeking their attentions on how to spurn or thwart the male's advances. Now why human females engage in activities that are designed to first elicit the males mating response, and then once successfully elicited only to then deploy a response designed to frustrate that response made no sense at all to her. If the females do not want a male to attempt to mate with them they should not engage in activities which draw that response in the first place.

In any event the piece warned of a practice of the human male that the females should be wary of. It seems men will engage in what seems like a caresses in what are supposed to be the very mild earliest stage of their mating dance. Men as she well knew much preferred to move as quickly as possible past any form of mild contact and engage in very active forms of intimate contact. That they would even tolerate having to retain such control over there irresistible drive to mate, spoke volumes on what noble and great creatures the males were. In any event the males would use this time to seek out the females mammary restraint harness's fastenings and when an opportune moment presented itself would use the knowledge gained through this reconnaissance to move in and loose the captive orbs from their restraining garment.

According to the instructions that was undesired. Even though she knew that both males and females took great delight in the exchange of the attentions to their frontal display. So these instructions if followed guaranteed that both parties would come away from the early mating dance with little to no pleasure. She tried to square the facts, by reasoning that it was to prevent the female from breeding too much, but she knew full well that copulation was the only way to induce females to induce one of their patristic offspring in their parasite hatchling chamber. So the sharing of the frontal display could only produce pleasure and never offspring. 

And as she had long since learned all these pleasure robbing instructions were focused upon the female, never the males. The human females had been very fortunate they had no competition in gaining the attentions of there males. Until now that is of course.

==Why Do People Like Cats?== Appendix 4

Notes: To my fellow A'hem, By Grrrrr.

I, who have spent more time among the humans, have understandings many of you do not so I will explain much. There are those among you who have difficulties understanding the motivations of the Joined Saurian Females as to why they would be so very willing and desirous of sex with the human when they themselves take no actual pleasures in these very sex acts.

But I Grrrr, have made the "leap" let my humble self share of his "leap". Among the humans there exist "cat people". They not only like cats but they even own them, shocking no? Some times these "cat people" even own very many of these most wretched of creatures.

And while your humble Grrrrr does not know if purring makes these cats happy or if they are happy and then purr Grrrr knows that these "cat people" spend an inordinate amount of time forcing these cats to purr, yes it is true, even more shocking, I know! 

Now some of you may rationalize this saying "cat people" must simply enjoy the feel of these soft warm creatures but it is not true! If that were so "cat people" would pet these miserable creatures as they wished but instead they pet the cats in accordance with the cat's desires! If a cat likes to be scratched between the ears the "cat person" complies, if the wretched creature wants its back rubbed, again the "cat person" obeys, etc., etc.

So it is clear that "cat people" must some how take pleasure in forcing their cats to purr but take away only a vicarious thrill. Some of you might point out that there are enormous rewards to this cat ownership and that keeping a cat happy is necessary in obtaining these rewards, but again your simple Grrrr has learned otherwise. The reward for owning a cat is that one gets to enjoy such odious tasks as cleaning the litter box, picking up "hair balls" and generally cleaning vast quantities of fur from both clothing and furniture but wait there's more, should your cat have claws one benefits from a goodly amount of physical destruction.

So there is no actual pleasure or actual reward to cat ownership nor in the forcing of cats to purr, and yet these "cat people" do!! And they force these cats to purr not even at their own discretion but often at the cat's discretion when the cat demands it of them by bodily taking control of the "cat person's" lap. And these "cat people" like it! And love these misbegotten creatures, LOVE! Did you hear me? I said LOVE.

Now in the case of the Human Captain William Henderson, he is a brilliant astronaut, highly trained and educated. He is the most phenomenal navigator/pilot any Saurian has come across and he's sentient which is a damn sight more then I can say of these thrice damned cats. And let us not forget the issue of his issue being a slightly addictive euphoric, shall we? 

So it is that the Saurian females like to force William to purr as it were and love him, LOVE him. But their rewards are an able-bodied crewmen who takes CARE of them. Once again demonstrating the sanity of the Saurians vs. the Humans. Though Grrrr must confess cats are delicious.