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{At any rate}, said Phaedra, {We need to make sure that you're safe from predation. We Alfonians have a few customs about human males. Before we can have coital intercourse, with the human penis inserted into the vagina, there are rituals that must be observed. However, many Alfonians break these laws, and that means they may attempt coitus with you if they feel they can get away with it. So, we have to find a way to protect you.}

"You do?" asked Callum, "You mean they would really just... break the law just to do... um... do that with me?" even after all the hot and heavy sex he'd had, he still felt a little shy about saying it out loud, when he wasn't begging Esme to fuck him.

{_Yes,_} said Phaedra, {_You may not believe it, but you are astonishingly attractive for a human male. Incredibly so. I watched Earth for centuries, and I always restrained myself from outright copulation with any humans... until I met you, Callum_. It is like leaving raw meat in front of sharks.} Phaedra leaned down, kissed Callum's forehead, and continued, {_So we will need to take some extra steps. I'm going to go get the, ah, apparatus that we'll use to protect you. In the mean time, I want you to spend some more time talking to Esme. I'll give you two some time to bond. You've probably noticed that she's very nice.... When she can control herself, that is.} _Upon finishing her sentence, Phaedra cast a sidelong glance at Esme, as if to say, "Don't let that happen again." Esme bit her lip nervously.

Phaedra rose and exited the room. Callum drew in a shivering breath, watching her plump, white bottom roll hypnotically before his eyes as she walked out of the spiral doorway. It closed behind her.
{Well!} said Esme cheerfully, {It looks like you and I have some time together. Listen... I know that the Synod is scaring you. I can hear your thoughts. I know it's scary, Callum. So if we're going to get through it together, I... I need you to trust me, okay?}
Callum nodded and said, "Yes, Esme. I trust you."
{I think we need to do a little better than just saying it,} said Esme, {I think we need to establish it physically.}
Callum's heart fluttered a little.
"What... how do we do that?" he asked, a slight quiver in his voice. Esme looked down at his big, watery blue eyes and noticed his hands fidgeting in his lap. The poor thing was so fragile. There was no way to toughen him up in time. The only thing that could get him through the Synod's rigorous testing would be total trust in her.
{It's not scary, Callum,} said Esme, {We're just going to put you in a bit of a **** position, and then I'm going to tend to you. Is that okay?}
"Yes, Esme."
{Good! Now, get down on the floor, okay, sweetheart? Good boy! Now, down on all fours.}
Callum complied, standing on all fours and looking uncertainly up at Esme as she sat on the bed. He knew she was Phaedra's friend, but would she really be the only one on his side as he was tested by the Synod? He was a bit cold, too. Unbeknownst to him, Esme slowly turned down the temperature in the room, allowing it to get chilly. Callum would need to learn total obedience and trust in order to make it out of the Synod unscathed.
{Good boy. Now, I want you to give my feet a little bath. Just start with your tongue and suck my toe. Mmmm....} Esme smiled as Callum obediently began sucking her toes and licking her feet. His little bottom stuck up in the air and wiggled attractively as he licked her soles and toes. She smiled. Esme normally wasn't a foot girl, but Callum needed to learn submission. And with such a cute little male doing this for her, she felt that perhaps she could get used to it.
{Oh, Callum! Look at you, doing just as I ask. You're such a good boy, Callum. Such a good boy.} Callum continued, running his tongue over her feet with his eyes half clothes, sucking her toes, nibbling the small toe and kissing her feet. At one point he paused, looking up at her with his big eyes, with her toe still in his mouth, needing approval.
{Wonderful, Callum. You're doing such a good job,} said Esme, her bubbly voice full of approval. As Callum continued to tend to her feet, he felt a psychic hand slap him on the rump. He squeaked and continued licking her feet with renewed vigor, running his tongue up her ankles and giving some attention to her calves, feeling the smooth skin under his tongue. He wondered how often she shaved her legs. Or did Alfonians have leg hair at all?
{No, silly,} said Esme, giving her musical, tinkling-bell laughter, {We don't grow leg hair. I can hear those thoughts! No, no leg hair at all. The only place that Alfonians grow hair is on our heads and our pubic mounds. Well, I suppose we have inner ear hair, too, for hearing. But yes, we're quite hairless. And so are you.}
"Mmm," said Callum, slurping her toe. Esme continued, {You look very nice, Callum, the way Phae had you shaved. You're so small, and so soft. You're the kind of male that Alfonians like to pounce on. Some Alfonian ladies would tear you apart on first sight.}
Callum looked up at her in alarm. Realizing that she had frightened him, Esmeralda plucked him off the floor, floating him up to the bed. She laid him down on his back. She laid down on her side beside him, smiling.
{It's okay, baby,} she said softly, stroking his hair and looking into his eyes, {I won't let them hurt you. Everything is going to be okay, I promise. It might get rough. It might hurt. You might be scared. They might say some mean things to you. But Callum, I'm going to be there the whole time. I might have to act as if I don't care, because I can't betray how much I love you. But I promise you, you won't get hurt. At the end of the testing, you'll be back here safe. And you know what else?}
"What else, Esme?" said Callum, eyes wide and still trying to put on a brave face.
{When we get back... we're going to have a lot of fun. I know how much you like having your prostate played with. Did you know that those neuro-stim rods can vibrate, Callum? I'm going to fuck you like that... Nice and slow. I won't hurt you, you poor little thing. Just nice and slow, long strokes, sliding over your prostate, until you squirt for me. Doesn't that sound nice? It's going to feel so good in your little butt...} she said. Callum closed his eyes and blushed, thinking of how good it would feel, as Esme continued to stroke his hair lovingly. He was turned on, but he didn't see Esme's strategy. She needed two things: to distract him a little bit from the fear and anxiety, and to push him deeply into submission so that he would trust her. Sex could do both of those.
"What... what exactly will they do?" he asked softly, eyes still closed.
{There will be some tests. Tentacles may be involved. They may ask a lot of uncomfortable questions. You could be restrained. And they might... taste you a little with their mouths. But that's all normal. I will protect you from the worst of it.}
Esme slid her hand down his slender, hairless body. She noticed how small and **** was, felt how his little tummy quivered under her touch. Her hand moved over his groin and gently cupped him her, softly palming him in slow, smooth circles.
{It will take about half a day to get there. You and I might have a little fun on the transport while we're on our way, just to bond more closely. But only if you want to, Callum. We can stop whenever you want.}
Callum nodded. Just then, the doorway spiraled open and Phaedra entered. Callum sat up suddenly, beaming at the sight of her. And he noticed something in her hand.
"Phaedra! What... what is that?" he asked.
{It's a chastity device,} said Phaedra, holding it up, {Pink. I think it's cute.}
She walked over to Callum and climbed on to the bed, looking down at him. Callum inhaled deeply, drinking in the sight of her long, wavy, golden hair and her lovely eyes. She placed a single hand on his chest and gently pushed him onto his back.
{This is for your protection, Callum. This is to make sure that none of those evil women at the Synod can use you in a way they shouldn't. Spread your legs for me, darling.}
Callum complied. Phaedra looked down at him, a heat rising in her belly as she looked at his hairless body. So small, so slight and delicate! She would need to make absolutely sure that he was completely protected. She slid the device over his penis and buckled it around his testicles. It clicked into place. She placed a hand on his cheek and smiled.
{Now, Callum, I know it might be bad. It will take a while for you to get back here where we can get that thing back off of you. But don't worry. If it gets to be too much while you're at the Synod, then I'm sure Esme would be happy to... milk you a little, to relieve the pressure. Isn't that right, Esme?}
Esmeralda nodded.
"M-milk me?" said Callum.
{Yes, Callum,} said Esme, {I know how your little body works. It's very easy for me to take a neuro-stimulator, or my fingers, and just... gently squeeze every drop out of you. You'll love it.}
Phaedra floated Callum off the bed and drew him toward he, folding him in a loving embrace. Callum wrapped his arms and legs around her, burying his head in her cleavage and inhaling deeply. While they were hugging, Esme got dressed.
{I'm going to go now, Callum,} said Phaedra softly, {I think you and Esme should be together from now on, until you two get back. Don't worry too much, okay? Esme is very smart and passionate about protecting young human boys. You'll be fine in her care. But remember who this little dick belongs to.} Phaedra kissed him on the tip of his nose, and then her soft, plump lips brushed against his. He moaned, his little body trembling slightly as her tongue claimed him, electric fire seeming to sprout from the point of contact and run through his flesh. She finally broke the kiss and looked down at his adorable, fearful, blushing face.
"Phaedra," he said, "Am I going to be okay?"
"Of course you are. I love you, Callum," said Phaedra out loud. She set him back down as delicately as if he were made of glass, nodded at Esme, and turned to exit.

Esmeralda, now dressed, looked down at Callum and touched her chin. Would they get going right away? Would he need a nap or a bath first? Or perhaps she should have a little fun with him before they left? Even with the chastity on, there were all kinds of naughty things she could do to turn him into an utterly submissive, needy, moaning little slut. Or perhaps it was time to go...

She gathered Callum up in her arms. With the room temperature dropping, he was chilly, and instinctively leaned into her, shivering and pressing his body against her for warmth. She shushed him and wrapped her arms around him. It was intentional, of course, to make him dependent on her for warmth so he'd trust her completely.

{Are you cold, you poor thing?} she asked, {Is there anything I can do, baby?}