Page 8 of The Alien's Pet

When Karin finally felt like she was going to collapse, she had no other choice but to tug on Korrev's bright red cape. "Um, Korrev?"

Korrev gave her a dirty look. "What?"

"My knees hurt," she mumbled. "Can I lie down or?—"

Korrev didn't let her finish, he gripped Karin's thin wrist and hauled her up so she was sitting on his lap. She groaned when her welted butt touched his hard knees, but she didn't dare complain. Sitting on his lap was certainly better than being over his lap.

Korrev surprised her by wrapping his arms around her and pressing her against his muscled body while he continued talking about topics which, quite frankly, bored her. Eventually, his hands started to wander.

At first, he just stroked her spanked ass, which she didn't mind because she needed someone to take away the soreness, but then his hands started dipping lower. He parted her legs and started rubbing her bare, pink slit with his fingers.

Karin blushed bright red as she squirmed. Did he have to touch her here in front of everyone? It was so embarrassing.

Korrev pressed a hand on her thigh, to keep her from squirming, his nails from his other hand digging against one of her butt cheeks in warning. Karin's eyes watered with tears, silently begging him not to touch her while his men were staring even if they could care less.

The king's fingers continued stroking her pink cunt until her lower lips swelled with desire even if she was humiliated. Sometimes he would dip one or two fingers inside her as she quickly became wet.

It had been so long since she had been touched by a man, she had forgotten how wonderful it felt, even if he was just dipping his fingers inside her. She didn't want to imagine how it would feel when his heavy cock would split her open.

Karin's cheeks were flushed. She was practically humping his hand as he touched her lazily while he continued to talk politics. His fingers, by this time, were slick with her wetness and she was only growing wetter by the second.

Her thighs were practically trembling, and for once, she forgot all about her red ass. All she could think about was the king's fingers on her cunt.

She let out a series of whines and pleas which sounded pathetic to her own ears. Karin was so close to her release, she could practically taste it, but she couldn't have an orgasm in front of the two alien men. Even if it was quite obvious they did not care, it would be too humiliating for Karin, who had been known as being prim and proper all her life. Maybe a little too much.

"Please," Karin resorted to begging. This was much bigger than her pride. "Please stop. Otherwise, I won't be able to contain myself."

Korrev's strokes between her legs became faster, much to her dismay. When he pinched her engorged clit, she couldn't contain herself any longer. She let out a loud moan which she was sure would be able to be heard through the entire palace as the orgasm spread throughout her body.

She panted while her body shook with the remnants of her pleasure. Karin wanted to deny how good it had felt, but she couldn't. Not even the orgasms she had given to herself late atnight could rival this very moment, even if she had been forced to participate in front of onlookers.

Karin had missed having a man touch her body. She hadn't realized how much until today, even if the man was a brutal alien king.

One of the aliens across from her raised an eyebrow, not impressed by either of them. "Shall we come later, Your Majesty when you are not busy dealing with your pet?"

Karin was still experiencing her post orgasm bliss. She was too tired to be embarrassed.

"Not necessary." Korrev picked her up as if she were a limp doll. "I will put my pet down for a nap, lock her in my bedroom, and then we will continue where we left off." Korrev smirked at Karin, which made her feel uneasy. He brushed his lips against her forehead. "Perhaps it won't be hard to break you after all."

Five

The weeks passed by slowly for Karin, to the point where she quite honestly wished she would be locked in a sort of cell or be forced to live out the rest of her days in an insane asylum, rather than be the king's pet. She despised being the king's pet. Hated it so much.

Karin had had more sex in the last three months than she had in her entire lifetime. Every part of her was sore. Her pussy. Her ass. Her breasts. Even her ass had been attended to by Korrev's punishing fingers.

Every day, it was the same routine. She woke up and was expected to pleasure the king with her mouth. They would then have breakfast, where the king would feed her food. Sometimes she would sit on his lap, while other times she would be kneeling down next to him. Afterwards, Karin would tag along to whatever plans Korrev had for the day. She would be fed lunch and put down for a nap. Then she would have free time to do what she wanted under the king or the guards' watchful eyes, which usually resulted in her just staring at the wall. Karin would finish the day by being fed dinner and then Korrev would fuck her until she fell asleep from sheer exhaustion.

Karin wanted to say she hated when he fucked her, but to be honest, he was a good lover in bed. She hadn't had multiple one-night stands or boyfriends when she had been on Earth, but she could still tell the difference about what made a man good in bed.

Korrev always made sure she had multiple orgasms, usually one after the other, until her legs were trembling and she felt like she was out of breath. Every inch of her body had been in his mouth at some point. She was embarrassed to admit she could feel herself getting wet by simply looking at him.

She was afraid she was going to get pregnant sooner, rather than later, but she had no way of denying him. Karin had tried once, and the only thing she had managed to accomplish was to get her ass welted with his belt. Then she had been bent over the bed and fucked from behind while her sore nates had slapped against his muscular chest. Karin had never tried to deny him again.

Korrev kept a tight leash on her, literally. She learned quickly, if she didn't want to be spanked and end up with a sore, red bottom for days, she needed to do as she was told, even if it was killing her on the inside.

Karin was miserable. Everyone who looked at her could easily tell. She was pale and had lost weight. She was no longer vain when it came to her appearance like she'd once been.

Truth be told, Korrev missed her fighting spirit from earlier.

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