3. New Beginning

He was startled awake. The water still warm inside the alcove, moved gently with him. Quickly realizing that slumber had taken him. He felt a weight against him and for a brief moment he forgot where he was. The creature nestled against him was the same one from his dreams just moments before. Or was it nightmares.

She looked so peaceful now. Eyes closed, breathing even and calm. The body pressed to his was warm and soft to the touch. The tipped ears moved in response to his movements as he tugged experimentally against the manacles that still held him. His hands were stiff and numb, all feeling gone. Blue eyes opened and regarded him.

“It is getting late. We should get some sleep." She remarked and reached for his manacles. Her face, close to his again.

Something stirred inside him. Unknown warmth spreading through his chest. That gnawing lonely feeling again. The youthful longing. He kissed her on the cheek. The expression on his face betrayed his inner turmoil.

She stopped. His hands free from the shackles. The silver Artican looked surprised and he almost wanted to weep when the same look spread over her face. Her hand moved against his cheek.

Without thinking he said.

“I love you. I mean I really like you."

She smiled down to him.

“Off course you do pet. I love you too. We are bonded now."

The claws were back against his cheek. One hand held him firmly.

“Now for the last time. I am losing my patience with you!"

She snarled at him. Her tone was gentler then before but the eyes cold with purpose.

“Mistress!"

The last word from her lips a reminder.

He shivered in a mixture of fright and attraction. The conflicting emotions inside him an enigma. The threat of pain promised from alien lips terrified him. The seductive word of Mistress attracted him with a deep desire. He wanted to call her that. He needed to.

“Yes Mistress." He replied and tilted his head. Pressing his forehead against hers. He meant it that time. The words carried meaning and did not leave his mouth on threat of pain. He felt her hand loosen and the claws were gone.

“Please teach me Mistress. I want to please you." He whispered to her.

He felt her shiver in pleasure and his heart raced with the realization. Her lips parted in a sigh that enfolded into the smile he so yearned for.

“Good boy. I will teach you!" She purred to him.

The water inside the room moved with her body and splashed up against the wall as she rose to her feet, pulling him with her.

“But now my pet we must get some sleep."

He followed her in a haze that was quickly broken as he saw a single slave woman standing outside the alcove. In her hands was the leash from before, offered with a bowed head to the high ranking Artican.

Slender silver arms reached to him and he felt her fasten the leash. Just as the clasp disappeared and the two metals connected she let go of the leather lead. Reaching for a black dress laying on the bar. She passed it to him

“Dress me boy."

He tried his best to pass the dress smoothly over her raised hands. Admiring how her breasts stretched over her lithe frame before they were hidden by the soft fabric.

Breena grasped his leash and tugged, beckoning him to follow.

When the door loomed before them. The way they would leave the garden. He hesitated. Outside, artificial corridors waited.

The silver creature felt the tug on the leash as he stopped. Frowning she turned towards him.

He shivered from the breeze wafting through the sliding door. Aware of his nakedness. “Please Mistress. People will see." He blushed.

She laughed at him.

“I know. I want them to see!"

She continued. Leading him through the door. The insistent pressure she put on the leash spoke silently towards her wish. He dared not defy her. Blushing he stared at the floor and covered himself with his hands.

Breena saw him.

“No pet. Hands at your sides. I never told you I wanted it covered." She teased him.

He hesitated but complied before she would anger.

Not sure if the somewhat empty corridors were a blessing or not. He blushed his deepest as they passed a few female slaves. They saw him and giggled with mirth. The slender females enamored with the strange creature. It occurred to him that this was probably their first time seeing a human in the flesh.

They were obviously going somewhere as they met the group. The women bowed to Breena and he saw them avert their eyes the same as he had been taught. The smiles crept out in a few of them and the girlish giggles bubbled underneath. Breena seemed amused at this and paraded him in front of them like a price possession. He wanted to die from embarrassment as she displayed him to the women. A few of them even reached out and touched him. One even fondled his cock. He silently stood and took it. Too afraid to object. Breena laughed and sent them off to complete their errands. The two of them alone again.

He was relieved when they arrived at their destination and the sliding door opened into a large room. Unlike the hallways and areas, he had seen so far. This abode was decorated more like a private dwelling. The ceiling was high above them. Crimson tapestries were hung upon the far wall and incense wafted through the air. Candles had been lit. Casting their warm light around, shadows flickering in the dancing illumination. The whole area reminiscent of a mixture between medieval and oriental decor. To the left another door was open into what looked like a bathroom that was decorated in a similar style.

She led him to a peculiar feature in the corner of the room. The circular indentation in the floor was layered in pillows and was padded all around. He was utterly fascinated by this when he realized this must be their version of beds.

His Mistress noted his curious stare. Fingers closed around the base of his collar and he felt her tug at his leash.

“This is my den pet. This is where I sleep. As my bond mate you will sleep at my feet where you belong and share in its safety." She told him as she beckoned for him to remove her dress. Something he gladly did as sleep beckoned.

She walked down into the circular den pulling him behind her. He gladly followed by now his eyelids heavy with sleep.

Placing the loop at the end of his leash over a peg set into the side of the den. She grasped his chin with her fingers. Her eyes were firm on his own and the expression on her face beckoned his full attention.

“When I place this leash somewhere. It better stay there. If someone other than me or another female of my household removes it. You will be sorry. The pain will return. The one you should know well by now."

He was relieved when he noted the peg was slanted so there was no chance it would come off by itself. Finding himself trembling with apprehension he sighed as he got lost in the intense eyes again. Enthralled by her eyes and the meaning of utter domination.

She still held him with fingers that beckoned hints of claws. Reminding him who was and would always be in control. He cried out as the pain flashed through him again like an angry reminder from before. It was over before it started and yet he jumped against her grasp but she held him firm.

“If I have to wake up in the middle of the night to place this loop back where it belongs. Believe me you will be sorry!"

He was in no doubt as to the validity of her remark.

“Yes Mistress. I understand." He sobbed to her.

That night he curled up at her feet. Shortly he could hear her even breathing as she slept peacefully. The chamber was cool, and naked as he was the cold got to him shortly. After collecting a few cushions and pillows he managed to cover himself haphazardly. Wishing

for a warm duvet as he shivered and his teeth rattled during the night. Breena meanwhile slept comfortably and snug. When you were covered in a warm coat he thought. You might like the temperature of the room somewhat cooler than someone who had none. He finally pressed himself against her feet and calves. Looking for warmth in a half waking delirious state. She moaned in her sleep but did not kick him away. Finally, darkness claimed him.

* * *

The next morning, he woke up before her. Feeling cold and miserable he got up from the circular den. Still naked and vulnerable like the night before. The lights of her bed chambers were slowly getting brighter. Mimicking an artificial sunlight. The large viewport showed him the earth fleet, so close and yet so far away. He could almost make out the individual shapes of the ships and there in the back. The large imposing bulk of the station. Where he used to live. They thought he was dead.

He barely stopped himself as he realized the leash was slipping of the peg. The loop was moving up the metallic bar and he breathed a sigh of relieve as it slipped down again when he stepped back. The pain was not something he relished again. He sat down upon the upraised edge of the den and stared of into space.

Lights seemed to play upon the shape of the CS Terra station. Inside there was his boss with his joyful pranks. The few friends he had been making. Even further away back home on Terra. People would be going about their business as usual. Then after some months as news reached them. His family would learn he was dead. They would never hear from him again. He would never see them again. Tears ran down his face. He silently sobbed.

He jumped as she hugged him from behind. Her comforting arms around him broke down the remaining resistance behind his tears. They freely ran down his face. He cried silently and begged her.

“Please Mistress. Let me go home. I want to go home."

Her arms encircled him from behind. The end of his leash in hand. Her cheek pressed against his. The sleep riddled maw smiled sweetly.

“No. You will never go to your old home again. You home is now at my feet. I am your family and you are mine." She whispered to him.

He cried harder at this. The tears running freely down his cheeks. No words found his lips.

She cooed to him and hugged him tight against her.

“Things will be hard in the coming days my pet. But I promise, they will get easier. Remember. Obey me and everything will be better.

He did feel warmth from her embrace. Both in body and mind. She hugged him even closer as his hand covered hers. There was a connection there that both could feel.

“Mistress?" He asked.

“Yes."

“I was really cold during the night. We usually sleep with duvets or blankets. Could I please have one?" He hesitated.

“Please Mistress." He finished.

He felt her face move next to his, as if she was thinking this over.

“I see, I never realized. There is still much for us to learn about each other. We will see tonight!"

Her arms were gone and she moved away. With her came the lease already detached from his collar. She walked to a closet by the door. Inside, as she opened it. He could see an assortment of clothes and accessories. Thousands of them. This door she opened was no mere walk in closet. It was more a room in of itself. She beckoned towards him with a clawed finger.

They walked together into this closet or one might say room for that was what it was. A whole room the same size or even larger than the space they came from. Inside there was all kinds of clothes and garments. Shoes and accessories. Belts and loops and so on.

For a moment as he spent time there in the closet with her. She reminded him of a regular human girl. It almost felt familiar. She went through garment after garment. Holding them next to each other before changing her mind and going with something else. After a few minutes of this she had two garments in her hands.

“So black or blue?" She asked him. Holding a black corset based outfit over her naked body. Then after a while she switched to the other. A simple blue dress.

He told her he liked the black one. Something that brought a smirk to her lips.

“Off course you would go for that one. Dirty boy." She teased him.

She instructed him on how to dress her. Showing him how he had to fasten the straps in the back in a certain way. Otherwise it would not fit correctly. Then when she was finally clothed she threw him a simple black loin cloth.

“See. Now we match." She told him.

He stared at the little garment she had just passed him. Not really surprised but yet incredulous to the size of the thing. It wouldn't do much of a job in covering his privates, least of all his behind.

When he put it on he quickly realized he was not wrong. It barely covered him in the front and hardly at all at the back. Leaving his butt cheeks exposed to air. He blushed when he realized she would expect him to walk around in public. Wearing this!

As always she relished in his embarrassment. His blushes seemed to nourish her. She didn't seem to be done with him. In her hand was a different kind of leash from before. This one had the same metallic piece at the end. Which she locked onto his collar as before. The leash was made out of metallic chains. Slender links that ended in a simple clasp that she fastened to the belt attached to her outfit.

“Now boy." She began. Beckoning him to her side, slightly behind her.

“When I move. You follow!" She moved forward to make a point. Pulling him by the leash.

“You don't fall behind and whatever you do. You do not walk in front of me! You maintain the same distance." She told him.

“Yes Mistress." He replied.

She moved forward experimentally and he did his best to follow. Trying to keep up with her and maintain his place by her side.

“Good boy. Now when I turn like this. You keep to the same side. You follow and I lead. Am I clear?" She showed him. Turning to one side, guiding him with a hand on his back.

“Yes Mistress. Like a dog." He added.

“A dog?" She asked, puzzled.

He explained to her what a dog was. Telling her stories of the popular Terran pet.

Her face lit up with interest.

“Ah yes. Exactly like that! She remarked.

“Let's go then puppy. We need to take you to the vet!" She laughed.

* * * *

She took him to what they referred to as a life giver. What he would call a doctor. On the way there. He followed her on the leash as she instructed. His mistress told him of the life giver. She explained to him how they maintained the long Artican life spans. Thus holding the title to this day. Something they undoubtedly were called before on the fact they saved lives through modern medicine. And today the title became even more descriptive of their function.

He had been scanned by the bio filter on entry to the ship. Something that came clear of any ailments. They merely wanted to make sure that he was healthy and so he was to see the life giver in addition. She also wanted him to begin the life extending treatment when he was old enough for her tastes. Currently she felt he was a little too young and she would like him to stop aging at a more mature age.

The life giver no surprise was yet another stunning Artican. She was covered in a healthy brown coat, much like the slave women he had seen before. By her demeanor and behaviors, he could see instantly that she was no slave.

Her whole outfit reminded him of the nurses back home, yet hers was red. She looked like some sort of crimson demonic nurse. One that exuded pure sex appeal. What was it with these aliens? Were none of them ugly? He pondered to himself. Why are all of them so well shaped and fit? Oh he would pick her brain if he could!

This alluring brown creature stood by a padded bench in what could only be described as a doctor's office. All kinds of medicinal equipment littered the room. She regarded him with fiery violet eyes and beckoned him towards her.

“Come here human. Let me have a look at you." She said in a sultry voice.

He stood before her examining gaze. She trailed a finger along his naked chest, her wet tongue running against her lips. She looked to Breena.

“Well he looks healthy. The scans don't reveal anything suspicious but let's have a look at him anyway. Give him a look over." She flicked his nipple. He jumped from the shock, looking at her incredulously. Not very professional. He thought to himself.

She did as promised, giving him a full medical checkup. She listened to his heart. Had him cough while she looked down his throat. He could have sworn she took her time with that one. Strangely she used her own finger to do so and not a medical instrument. She took his blood and looked in his ear. Just about everything a doctor could do during a checkup.

He used the time to politely ask her all the questions that were burning on his mind. She did share with him freely. Much to his surprise he learned he had been right. The Articans were indeed genetically prone to fitness. A left over from their predatory past. The same thing also explained their great strength. Having much denser muscle fiber than humans. They were in fact two or three times stronger.

“He is indeed in full health Ma'am. I won't know for sure until I get results from the blood test but I have no reason to think there will be anything. He is young. As for the aging therapy. Their genome is different from ours but I will be able to work it out in a few weeks."

He was sitting on the bench now. Keeping his eyes down as he was taught yet did his best to watch the two of them.

“I wish to give him a few years before we go ahead with that. So you will have plenty of time." Breena smiled to the life giver.

“Good. Now there is just one test left to do Ma'am." The life giver replied and smirked at her, the violet gaze turning towards him. She beckoned him to jump of the bench and handed him a small plastic cup.

He looked at it confused.

“Masturbate into that little one." The life giver purred to him.

Crimson cheeks betrayed him as he stared at the floor. He looked up to her and asked.

“Where do I go?" Hoping he could have some privacy.

“Go?" She laughed.

“You don't go anywhere. I want to watch and I bet your Mistress wants to see as well!" The life giver brimmed with enjoyment.

“Oh I do want to see as well! What a lovely idea Kayra!" Breena's chuckle joined in.

So that was her name he noted. It was not a thing high in mind at the moment. The redness was spreading up and down his cheeks. A knot was forming in his throat. One might have thought he had been used to this by now. Or at least acclimated somewhat. That was not the case as he stared down at his toes. Desperately trying to hide his embarrassment.

“Now take of the loin cloth boy!" Breena told him.

He complied and yet again he was naked before some strange alien women. He was already hard. These creatures before him were simply stunning and his young body was no match for their pure sex appeal.

“Go on boy. Stroke yourself." Kayra purred to him.

He complied. Slowly stroking his cock. It was hard at first. He felt utterly humiliated. He held to the old habit of keeping his eyes down. Something he was used to by now. Thankfully that actually made this easier. He was able to dart his eyes up slightly to steal inspiration from the two stunning women before him. Without being too obvious, he hoped.

“No!" Breena said.

“I want you to look us in the eyes when you do it! Later when you are ready to come. You better beg life giver Kayra for permission. After all this is her office and her cup you're using." Breena positively bristled with mirth at his reaction. The innocence behind the blushing face.

“Yes Mistress." He said as he looked her in the eyes. It was awkward and clumsy. Yet it surprised him how much this fueled his desire. He was getting so turned on by looking at them. Staring into their eyes as he stroked his cock.

“Oh that is indeed my cup you are using. You better thank me boy! Look at me and thank me!" Kayra was enjoying this.

“Thank you Mistress. Thank you so much for letting me use your cup!" He answered. Franticly running his hand up and down his shaft as he stared into her violet eyes. Getting closer and closer to climax.

The two women stared at him intently. Both seemed fascinated by what they saw. His desire and awkwardness seemed to fuel the dormant predator inside them.

Seeing the possessive glint in their eyes fueled the fire inside. He felt the pleasurable burn rise to the tip of his cock. The orgasm threatening to trigger. He looked to the life giver with pleading eyes.

“Please Mistress. I am almost there. Can I come?" He begged her.

Her tongue snaked out between moist lips and the violet fire in her eyes blazed.

“Come now human. Fill that cup for us!"

His world exploded. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes as he came into the cup. Quickly he opened his eyes again. He wanted to see them as the climax raised through him. He wanted to gaze at the wondrous alien bodies. He gasped for air as she walked over to him. Taking the cup from his hands.

“Thank you pet. That's a good boy." She told him as she petted his head.

She turned around and dropped the cup into a trash can.

“Oops. Don't know how that happened. Guess we are going to have to do that again!" She smirked.

Story by Blodberry

Thank you so much for reading my story I do hope you enjoyed it. Please keep in mind that even though I mostly write these stories for myself I do love sharing them with you! I put a lot of work into writing this and making an audio book from it. So if you could give me a comment that really helps to keep me motivated! I really do love hearing everything you guys have to say. Private messages are also welcome if you feel funny about making public comments.

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