Our multi-colored eyes reflect emotion, and two pupils give us unparalleled sight.
 
 Let’s see, we have slick skin that complements our wings and feels wet to the touch. Eight tentacles that excrete an oil that not only relaxes anyone we touch, but it gives them gentle hallucinations.
 
 The Marvummoth race was nearly exterminated by the Idion race. Our oil was a hot commodity, and many of my species ended up in slave camps, sucked dry until they shriveled up and perished.
 
 Only twenty of us remained. And the owners of the Smaragdine Resort and Spa saved us by offering a life of luxury, freedom, and safety.
 
 Master Sensi and his wife Cunzeik are the heads of the Obryca family. They are the rule makers of Xa’Karth, and chose to make it a neutral pleasure planet. Strict rules are in place to keep it that way.
 
 Master Fosti is an ambassador, and his husband Levee is the genius behind the toy shop and body mods.
 
 Humans are considered a hot commodity here, and they choose to live as they want. No one here has been forced into slavery or brought here against their will.
 
 “I was kidnapped, but I wanted to come here anyway.”
 
 Who kidnapped you?
 
 “Some Naga guy.” I sighed. “His name evades me.”
 
 A beautiful tenor voice sang out. “Jorah.”
 
 The tentacles continued to massage my body, and I felt sleepy. “Should I?”
 
 Are you in need of some rest?
 
 “I think so.”
 
 Forgive my bad manners. What is your name?
 
 “Mm, Kayla.” I managed to get out before sleep took over.
 
 The delicious scent of food woke me up with a smile on my face. Stretching on the bed, I opened my eyes to see Fosti and Levee staring at me.
 
 “How do you feel?” Levee asked, reaching for a glass of liquid.
 
 “Rested.” I sat up and gasped. “I can understand you.”
 
 A beautiful smile spread across his face. “Your translator had been damaged.”
 
 “Must’ve happened when I was kidnapped.”
 
 He handed me the glass. “Do you know who kidnapped you?”
 
 I shook my head. “I can’t remember his name.”
 
 Fosti came into the room, holding a small handheld device. “Kayla, please turn your head toward the wall, away from me.”
 
 I rolled my head and felt a quick pinch. “Ouch!”
 
 “All done with that.” He smiled, and I raised my hand, touching the area.
 
 “What did you do?”
 
 “I got rid of that nasty voice muter.” He showed me the small chip.
 
 “Th-thank you.” I felt a tear slide down the side of my face.
 
 “Sweet Kayla, we only wish to pleasure you and make you feel adored.” He leaned over and kissed my tear away.