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Chapter 24 by ShadeWriter ShadeWriter

"So what do you say... Pet?"

No Talk, Action

This was a bad idea. A very very bad idea. Eliza had been a mistake save for Layla but this..., wasn't there a rule about sticking it in 'crazy'?

Blackfire wasn't technically 'crazy' but she also wasn't the best woman to do this with. And yet if he said no, would that be the end of it? Would she tempt him again, try to claim her 'pet' some other way? She probably could; would was the problem as she didn't seem.... THAT bad.

Hell she could have just slammed her hips down at any moment herself but she had wanted him to make the first move...., probably in a show of submission to her wiles. She had opened herself up to him and well, this was probably going to be the most 'level' playing field between them. If he wanted a chance to be anything more than a 'boy toy', now would be the best time to try something.

Zac grabs her wrists and and with one hard pull, slams her down hard.

A wanton moan erupted from her lips as her head and eyes rolled back. She eagerly licked her lips as she recovered.

“Mmmmm fuck there you go." She started to move her hips a bit, settling into all that girth, "Mmmmm so eager. Were you that enthralled or that pent up, hahah. Either way this saves me so much trouble.”

A coo left her lips as Zac got a better grip, shifting his hands from her arms to her hips as he lifted her before slamming her back down. Her moans were driving him foward; something about making a woman like her lose control..., maybe he did like 'bad girls'. And her cunt was..., immaculate? For someone that seemed to sleep around quite often she felt as tight as Eliza had their first few nights together. Yet the wetness made him slide in and out smoothly, her walls trying to hold him in place to be milked, failing with each thrust.

For her part, she started to return the favor with each thrust of her hips having enough **** to make him scoot further onto the bed. Making the two slowly move towards the head of the bed. God he filled her up so well; a bit too well if that made sense. She'd taken bigger cocks, way bigger given her race's toughness, but this felt oh so gooooood~. His cock stretched her walls yet it wasn't to a painful degree, and he was just the right length too. Other than the heat and texture, he felt like one of her privately ordered toys.

He started to speed up just a bit, slowly starting to work up a good rhythm with before a chuckle sent a chill down his spine.

“Oh my… that fast as you go. Shame shame. A queen needs fare better performance. Let me show you.”

She shoved his arms away and grabbed his legs, causing his whole body to tilt backward bit.. Using them as leverage she started bouncing up and down on his cock. Far faster than he had experience with and her pussy was putting in way more effort now. Damn she was right like a vice even with how wet she was.

His thoughts were broke as she leaned down and grabbed his head, pulling him in for a kiss. Possessive was a good way to describe it. She held full control of it, taking his breath and will away as she kept up her pace. He could feel his balls curn and his cock tighten up. She must have felt it herself, as she took a few rapid thrusts to take him deep before slamming down in one motion, taking the entire rod at once.

That was enough as he lost his internal battle. Rope after rope of sticky hot cum shot from his cock, painting her whole cunt white. With each wave she gave out a moan herself, and didn't bother to stop moving for long. She quickly gave a few more thrusts to coax out more from him, the wet slurping noices from their connected bodies overpowering any moans they were emitting.

“Mmmmm still so thick…. Yeaaaah that’s the stuff. You’ll be a good boy and feed me more won’t you.” She asked as she reached down with a hand, taking some of it in her mouth and swallowing, "MMMM yeah that's the good stuff now."

His breathing was reduced to short pants and his eyes were unfocused. He took a chance and lost the bet it seemed. Blackfire was still goin strong, and she was going to do whatever she wanted with him. With a grin she removed herself from his cock with a loud wet 'shlorp', her hand settling on her stomach for a moment.

“Aw… done already? Shame. I was looking forward to more.” She teased as she laid out on the bed beside him, leaning back into the pillows, stretched out like some pin up girl. “Perhaps you can still be some use to me or should I drain you again.”

Damn this woman…. She was going to drain him dry at this rate…., not really. He was pretty sure that **** by sex was something reserved for fiction but she wasn’t going to make this a pleasant experience. He'd just be reduced to boy toy at this rate. Think… there had to be a way to put her on the back foot.

Think… think….. think….


“She’s a kitty.”

“What?”

Zac was showing Carm around Layla’s room; making sure the pair got off on the right foot before his ‘date’ with Blackfire. He’d asked his daughter for any info that could be useful. After all, she seemed to have a better idea of who the woman was than he did. Being told she was a cat was… all told probably the weirdest thing today.

“Not really a kitty but….,” Layla started before a warm if robotic voice spoke up.

“I believe Lady Layla means she is descended from an animal similar to your cats or felines. Much like you were with apes.” Carm announced as she walked up, passing a box of colored pencils to her new charge.

“How do you know that?” the robot turned to face him and tapped her temple at his question.

“Mistress Blackfire has given me access to the records of the ship, along with some computer access to better look up info for my new duties. This includes several sites detailing her history and abilities.” she paused and cupped her chin in thought.

“I believe it is called a ‘wiki’ though I’m unfamiliar with the term. It seems to be a word only from your world. Other languages call it a Repository or similar." she finished with a tilt of her head.

“Cat huh…..” he muttered.

That…, oddly explained a lot. The weird double faced mood, the always coming back even when annoyed or told otherwise, the drive of ‘pay me attention’; all very bitchy, snooty behavior. Rich girl main 'character' behavior. Much like his ex, he honestly didn't want to deal with someone like that again.

But from a cat though…, well…


Back in the present, Zac rolled over to get on top of Blackfire. Leaning closer he started to kiss at her stomach before trailing upward. Each kiss earning a coo, moan or chuckle from the alien. She even draped a hand over his head and gave him an encouraging pat.

“Serving me so well already? I knew you couldn’t resist my allure. Go on then. Worship every inch of my body.” Blackfire cackled as she enjoyed the attention.

He ignored the bait as he continued upward. Making a show of stopping at her chest for several kisses. Even taking the time to playfully bite at her nipples which earned a more enthusiastic moan from her lips. . Playing the part of a ‘dutiful lover’. Slowly he kept kissing and licking upward. He half expected her to stop him as he kissed at her neck.

More than likely though, she’d make a play when he made a move for her lips. Something about how 'pets don't give kisses' or something. Instead, he moved to the side of her neck and after one more kiss, moved towards her head. Before she could say anything, Zac planted a kiss right behind her ear.

Blackfire stopped cold, or at least she tried to. He could feel the shiver that ran through her body, hear her breathing hitch, and a moment later shallow hard. Finally there was chink in her armor.

“Minion, I think I prefer your lips lower….”

He ignored her and planted another kiss by her ear. Another shiver ran through her body as he felt her body tighten up.

“Hey…., you’re my pet not my…” chu “aaaaah loveeeeer, get back down…” chu, “mmmm fuuuuuck…”

He continued to ignore her words as he kept teasing at that one location. She was stunned for now but he wasn’t sure how look this trick would work on her, more so if she lost it and shoved him away. If he wanted to put her in her place he had to be a bit more bold while she was on the back-foot. Well, there was a position that always shut his ex up.

Pulling her off the bed was a bit awkward as he had to keep close enough to kiss he weak spot. Blackfire weakly cursing him all the while while making weak attempts to gain control. Eventually he got them in the position he wanted; himself deep inside her, hands around her ass to carry her while her limbs wrapped around him, hanging on for dear life.

His ex hated the ‘shelf’ position but she rarely complained during or after. She saw it as a loss of control given how Zac held sway over the pace of it. Considering how aggressive Blackfire was though, it felt like the easiest way to handle her. Combined with her weak point, should be somewhat easy to take the lead like this.

"Also a lot lighter than Eliza..." he thought.

Granted he wasn't sure if that was a weight thing or something else. Like Blackfire 'hovering' to help without meaning to, or if Cupid strengthed himself that much that it wasn't a problem. Something to think about later, there was something more primal to deal with.

He started to thrust into her, timing each one with another kiss at her weak spot.The ‘evil queen’ moaned and whined as she tried her best to get some leverage. But with each kiss another shiver ran down her body causing her to lose any progress she was making. Arms going slack each kiss, legs only tightening her grip on him; her body was not responding how she wanted it.

“Fuck why… is this so… good…”

Her body felt hot in a way that was different from most her bedroom adventures, and so much weaker than she should be. Partners had targeted a weakness or two before but her body had never responded like this. Hell her body had been acting weird all day. The hell had Cupid done to her?

“I’m a Queen damnit! Not some sort of fuck toy! I'm the bitch that turns men into Fuck toys!"

Her flushed face, glazed eyes and panting open mouth made it hard to argue that. She kept licking her lips each time he thrust deep inside…, her body desiring something in her mouth. Not just a 'cock' or something, the drive was for something more 'personal'. Driven on by something in the back of her mind, she grabbed Zac’s head mid kiss and drew him into another open mouth kiss.

Her tongue easily invaded his mouth and just kept going, almost filling his entire mouth. He was a bit put off by the sudden move, his breathing hitched for a moment as he shifted to breathing though his nose. He couldn’t back down now. Besides he hadn’t really gotten to explore it before. He slowly reached out with her own, rubbing it against the invader.

It was smoother than he expected and not as wide. And it was coated in something that wasn’t just saliva…, but it didn’t taste bad either. And it must be far more sensitive, as each time he **** their tongues together, her cunt gave another appreciated squeeze. More like a pulse of motion and heat each time. This earned a few whimpers and moans from Blackfire as she wiggled in his grasp.

“No…. fuck that was bad idea…’” Blackfire thought as she fought her building hormones.

This was supposed to be a mating practice for her people, one she'd never done with any of her other lovers...., yet here she was doing it to… this fuck! She broke all kinds of laws of her people sure but this was too far even for her. She had to pull back before she lost control, stop her body from reacting this way. W hen she did though what the human did chiller her as much as it aroused her.

Zac fought to keep her tongue in his mouth.

Her body clamped down hard around his cock before she could really process it. The sudden even tight velvety squeeze was too much for Zac, The hot rush as he shot rope after rope into her core made Blackfire openly moan into his mouth. All the while weakly pushing into him, trying to feed more cock into herself and get more pleasure. Whatever strength she had before had melted under his attention. He wasn't sure WHY she was so weak to this now but she still had the energy to try something.

“Shtop hufking om my ounce! Thet goo asthole!” she tried to blurt out, her words slurred by the fact she didn't have use of her tongue.

With a chuckle he did so, using the time to readjust his hold on her. Her tongue recoiled into her mouth a bit like a wet meaty tape measure. She gave weak cough as she glared daggers at him as he drew closer. Energy started to form around the edges of her eyes and her jaw clenched.

“What? Does the queen not enjoy her royal treatment?” He punctuated this with another thrust as he started his tempo again.

“I’m still in charge her…. Fuck, don’t you forget iiiiiit..” she moaned out, her eyes narrowing.

If looks could kill he'd be a smear on the floor, and with her eye-beams she probably could do that. Better not give her a chance to recover. He continued thrusting into her, making thick wet smacking sounds as his cock moved against her walls and his own excess seed. He shot a pretty impressive load in each time…, way more than a human should. Probably something from Cupid.

“Ass… , en… enjoy it now… cause you pull out you’re history.., gonna drain your balls to fuuuuuuuuuuucking dust…”

“Or you could just enjoy the ride and let your pet do all the work.” he teased.

“You… ass. Nnnooooo stay....bac.." She grumbled as he captured her mouth again.

This time he invaded her mouth. On a primal instinct, a Blackfire wrapped her tongue around his, pulling in in as far back as she could. Her arms tried to help, pulling on his back roughly to bring him deeper into the kiss. For an 'old wives tale', her body was more than willing to follow what it said. She was a queen damnit why couldn't she control her body anymore?

So far none of her trysts had made her latch on like this but this man… this goddamn human… why!?!?! Cupid had to have done something to the both of them, make her compatibly dependent on him or something. And yet she couldn't argue with how his cock was making her feel and how her walls milked him hard, as much as she tried to deny it. She groaned as another wave of pleasure was coaxed out of her. This ripple fed back into Zac, making another wave of thick sticky cum shoot out and coat her walls once more.

“Alright....asshat...., gonna oh fuck, kick your ass when you put me down."

"Really? Well then better not put you down." he started to thrust into her again, bouncing her on his cock once more.

"HEY! Asshat! STOP IT~" she growled as grip hardend around him, "Stop getting carried away! I'm all filled up cause you're a fucking hydrent! Pu... Pull it ouuuuuuuuuuu~~~!"

She didn't get to finish as a loud meaty 'slap' was heard. While she'd been talking, Zac shifted his grip to carry her with one arm, and with his freed hand brought it up, and slapped her ass hard. She sputtered for a moment and started to say something only for his grip to change again and another loud clap was heard. Her jaw clasped close, HARD, and her cunt wasn't far behind either. Zac could feel how tight she was getting, along with how wet each spank made her.

He settled into a pattern of a few thrusts, than a spank, and back to thrusts before another spank on the other side. She moaned, whimpered, panted with each slap. This man was using her beloved perky rear as nothing but god damn bongos...., she couldn't keep her mouth shut from the sensations. This.... this man.... this cocky fucking man...., and his stupid grin and.... sparkling eyes... and... and...

"FUCK.....IT!"

A sharp pain shot through Zac's shoulder, and twin pains traced down his back. He'd been so focused on his movement he didn't process what she was up to till now. Blackfire's nails were digging into his back and she had her mouth clamped down hard on his shoulder, probably in an effort to stop herself from moaning out and regain some control.

"AH BITCH...!" he internally hissed.

Still, this wasn't something new to him. Eliza had also a kinda a wild cat in bed too. And while it DID hurt, no where near what his ex had done..., probably due to his upgrades or maybe even Blackfire holding back. Focus on pleasing her into a puddle of goo rather than what she did.

His pace had faltered but he quickly got back into the rythm of things. Blackfire's hands continued to drap over his back, sometimes weakily other times dragging her nails, causing more pain. Each spank he gave, she calmped down with her mouth; and both their organs responded with a pulse of pleasure.

"This... better not make me a masochist or something later..." he thought.

"Staaaaaahp.... too mach..." Blackfire moaned out as she was mid act of giving him one hell of a hicky, "Can't... punish you if... addicted to this SUTHPID Dumb DICK!! I'm you... QUEEN STHAAP IT! Before I go crazy or rip you to shreds..., Can't... HELP Myself... STHAPPP~"

"Losing that much control huh....., I gotcha..."

He hadn't thought about it at first, but the roughness of her actions might be more.... a culture thing. Or a Biological response... whatever. Something out of her control, kinda like how that weak spot by her ear was. If he kept doing this, she'd probably get worse as it would be her body trying to mate with someone of her power... or something. Whatever, he had another trick.

"Hey... what ...are you doin... HEY!!"

Zac had ended up turning her around, his arms draped around her knees and holding them up high while having looping her arms between her legs. This still gave him access to her lower lips easily. Full Nelson position was useful in stopping Eliza from getting too handsy with her nails it should work on Blackfire. Especially cause now he had easy access to her ear again, and wasted no time in placing a few kisses there, which earn several moans and cries from her. Even a few mewls.

With Zac having full control, he moved his hips even harder and faster, crashing them against Blackfire's pelvis, plunging his cock as deeply as he could into her greedy pussy. It was as if he was trying to split her body apart, her slick juices splattering all over the floor as the female alien fought to keep form screaming out in pure bliss from this rough fuck.

"Can't... Stop it! TOO MUCH... CAN'T..."

Stuck like this, Blackfire could do nothing. She couldn't thrust into him, no more bites or claws, no tongue searching either; nothing but sit there as he bounced her on his BIG DUMB THICK COCK!!! She was going crazy.... how was she losing this FUCKING Human!

"Isn't this what you wanted though?" Zac asked as he gave her a few long hard thrusts, "Your pet doing all the work to bring you to the brink? Or should I just stop..."

"KILL YOU! STOP and KILL YOU.... MORE... JUST SHUT UP GIVE ME MORE!!!" She cried as she tried to move what little she could to feed more of his hard dick into her folds.

He did as he was ordered, taking a better balanced stance before strengthing his grip on her body and making her squeal in response as he jackhammered her. She threw her head back bring them check to cheek. He thrust into her one final time and felt his balls jerk hard, his seed spurting out of his cock and flooding Blackfire’s already stuffed folds.

She howled as she felt spurt after spurt of molten hot human sperm shoot inside her, the sheer mass as the combined loads making her her belly budge out even. Her eyes widened as she felt just how much cum was pumped into her, much more than some of her lovers could ever hope to produce. How the hell was this man a 'human' at this point? There was no doubt in her mind that this much seed would make her pregnant...

"Pregnant.... pregnant... no... I.... god... nooo...."

That thought pushed her over the edge as well. Her pussy released a thick stream of hot femcum, squirting out of her overstretched cunt like a geyser, drenching the floor and some of it even dripping down onto Zac's balls and legs. The sudden wave of wet heat caused his testicles to tense, sending a couple more volleys of seed into Blackfire's overfilled pussy.

Zac stood there for a bit gasping for air. Blackfire was far worse, panting like a bitch in heat on a 100 degree day..., and after a marathon. She barely got out a weak moan as he withdrew his cock from her folds. Unplugged now, the soupy mix of both their releases dripped out onto the floor. He held her up and even gave her a bit of a shake to see if he could get any more out. She'd kill him for that.... if she could move.

He noticed how lax she was and slowly carried her to the bed, laying her out on the mattress. She took a few breathes and blinked before her eyes refocused on him, a growl starting up in her throat. Well that answered a question he was going to ask. Well better ask anyway.

Crawling onto the bed with her, he looked her dead on in the eyes and asked...

"What, are, you?"

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