Kidnapped for pleasure by the Alien

Author: Victor Benson

Chapter 1

Word Count: 1165 | Released on: 08/12/2025

in, icy and soaking, coming down even harder as she sat upon the weathered wood. Her jeans were long since soaked on

Roding, the gentle slope there affording one at least a hint of privacy. The corner of Roysten

d to call them quid. It had never sounded right, and not just because she was an American. Calling dollars "gre

s, another point in the location's favor, and the driving rain wasn't

orphan girl from Spokane, Washington had found herself on a dr

o tag along with her on an extended summer trip to the UK with her father hadn't been the smartest de

gnize her former friend. Shana though had been her last lifeline in the UK, and ever since, Rose had been riding couches, bumming a spare

the very bench now freezing

o another as part of Greater London metro. There was a shimmer off to her left, toward the water, and she peered in vain in its direction. But there was nothing there. It reminded her of the glint of passing headlights off the rippling surface of water. It wasn't the first time she'd seen it, and the first few times she'd assumed it was a play of city lights against the current. But with the pouring rain, the shimmer shouldn't have been there. "Who cares?" she muttered. "You're probably hallucinating from lack of food, you idiot." Her stomach growled angrily, as if on cue, and she wrapped her arms around her belly, trying to decide if she wanted to spend her last bit of money on this Earth for a little something to eat. "Bum a fag, love?" She almost fell off the bench, her heart in her throat, the softly spoken words taking her utterly by surprise. The voice was familiar - which wasn't a good sign. His tall, gaunt form was plastered with a rain-sodden bright blue windbreaker, the hood pulled tight about his face in a way that made it impossible to make him out. "You want to smoke? In this?" She shook her head, looking up. "Even if I had one, we'd never be able to light the damned thing. Maybe try building an ark or getting a clue. Either way, better use of your time." An acid tongue could chase off most of them, and she hoped it would work this time too. She didn't have the energy for a

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“His pet human would be used by another male. He would watch it all of it and he would enjoy it. But tonight was for her Master. His last night when she truly was only for him, his very own island of utterly subjugated female, her body craving his lash as much as her mind yearned for his caresses. He'd always make sure she had plenty of both, no matter what might come in the morning. The sight of her naked, cruelly bound body never failed to quicken his heartbeat, and harden his cock. He found her as he often did, the little female curled up in her cage, the polished steel bars both an alluring signal of her debased status in his household, and a frustrating impediment to his visual enjoyment of her luscious form. Standing over her, he watched the sweet creature for a long while, the auto-filter of the floor-to-ceiling glass darkening as the afternoon sun angle flattened, until only a sliver of its golden brilliance peaked over the craggy mountains west of the teeming city, its dazzling lights glittering in the valley below. The Three Sisters would be aloft soon, looming huge in the night sky, the welcome nocturnal company of every soul on Yaanfahr. She stirred, as if knowing her Master was nearby. And waiting. He'd exactingly trained her, through her agony and tears and hoarse, pleading cries, to never, ever, make her owner wait. Pale blue eyes, framed by the thick black straps, peered up at him, the delicate brow furrowed in fear or concern. The soft, pink lips worked.”