Phaedra bonds with Callum and performs some more tests

The Executrix sat for a moment longer, enjoying the slight weight of Callum's body in her lap. It was...rather exhilarating having the boy settled naked on her knee where she was starting to decide he clearly belonged. His adorable bare butt rested over her muscled thighs, his soft legs dangling down on either side of her calves, and his cute face was right there where she could lean down and kiss him whenever she desired. He even smelled sweet, enough that she just wanted to bury her face in his neck and breathe in the scent of him while he wriggled and squirmed against her. It almost felt like too much bother to get off the bed and carry him to another room to begin further tests. She just wanted to hold him here and cuddle his naked body until she was satisfied, or turn and toss him onto the bed to do...other things.

Only, Phaedra's lip curled as she **** those sweet temptations aside for now...she'd taken him away from his world because of the potential of her research into unlocking the psychic potential of non-Alfonian beings, not for any selfish reasons! No matter how much she wanted to, she couldn't justify toying with Callum just for her own pleasure. Not when there were so many tests still to be done! Maybe…with time, once they were back home on Alfo Prime together, but for now she had to be just as professional in her interactions with him as she had been so far. All the kissing and cuddling of his naked body was only for the most professional reasons of course!

As for the boy, he was putting on a brave face for her, but she could tell he was still struggling to absorb the news that he'd never see his primitive homeworld again. While Phaedra knew he'd benefit greatly from being kept away from that savage place and in her gentle, comforting hands instead, it might take him a bit more time to understand that. She needed to distract him, keep him busy, until he was more settled here and ready to accept his new life. It was clear with just a brief scan of his surface thoughts that her gentle treatment of him was having important results in that regard, something she couldn't wait to rub into the faces of her fellow researchers who'd always insisted so sternly on proper scientific detachment from their subjects. The Executrix resolved to continue pampering, praising and gently but firmly guiding her cute boy through all the research she had yet to perform on him.

[Come with me, little Callum, I want to perform a few more tests today before we start heading back to my home.] Phaedra's hands took the boy by the waist and she lifted him up with her as she rose from the bed, resting him against her chest. So much about him was utterly adorable, but the way he just went limp and relaxed in her arms like some trusting pet was definitely one of the cutest things he did. Smiling warmly down at him, she stepped away from the bed, carrying him back down the corridor towards the observation chamber of her ship.

Callum rested in Phaedra's warm embrace, his brow furrowed as he struggled to think his way through what he'd just been told, that she was taking him away from Earth forever. She'd made that decision for him so suddenly, sweeping him away from everything he'd ever known, and yet as time went on he grew more and more comfortable with the idea. He was getting a chance like no other, to be taken off into space and actually see an alien world under her kind supervision and care. If it was anything at all as wondrous and beautiful as her, he couldn't wait to see it! And as she'd explained to him in her gentle, but insistent way, he'd never really fitted in too well back home anyway. All he had to wait for him there was more boring classes and lonely evenings in his empty dorm room. Maybe this really was for the best after all.

He just had to trust Phaedra knew what was best for him, and that was rather easier when she held him in her arms like this, gently supporting his legs with one hand while the other rested on his back. It still made him feel rather dizzy that the most gorgeous woman he'd ever seen in his life, so tall and muscular like something out of his fantasies, was actually paying any attention at all to a boy like him. She'd told him she wanted him as a research subject, but when she cuddled and kissed him he couldn't help but think she might...like him too, at least a little. His cheeks burned at the thought, and he shifted in her arms, the rather distracting fullness of the plug up his butt sending a jolt of tingling heat through his body.

[Don't wriggle around too much.] Phaedra glanced down at him with sparkling eyes, a sweet note of amusement in her voice as it sounded in his mind. [If you make me think you're going to fall I'll have to toss you over my shoulder instead, just to keep you nice and safe.]

"Um...sorry, Phaedra." Callum murmured, his blush getting even hotter as he realized he...kind of liked that idea. Flashing him a teasing smile, the gorgeous alien stepped through another door and back into the same room where he'd arrived, with the soft red floor and green metal walls. The boy glanced up at the ceiling and swallowed nervously, wondering if this was going to involve another session with all those tentacles. Getting grabbed and violated by those long, writhing tendrils right after he'd been **** had just felt rather too scary for him to really want another go, no matter how pleasurable it had been. If he had a choice, he'd much prefer another round of Phaedra's psychic teasing to the cold, impersonal touch of the tentacles.

[Don't worry, I'm not planning anything like that just yet.] Phaedra spoke into Callum's mind, sensing his adorable worries about the tendrils. Of course that didn't mean she wasn't planning to leave him in here and give them free reign on his cute naked body at some point. It had been far too much fun watching him wriggle and writhe helplessly while they filled his sweet holes and milked his adorable dick for her to just shelve the idea out of hand. She'd just have to...wait until he was more comfortable. That would probably give her better results anyway. Nodding to herself, she leaned down and gently set him back down on his feet in front of her. [Yesterday I started evaluating your psychic potential, and you performed very well indeed.] The Executrix cooed, reaching down a hand to gently pat the adorable boy on his head. He smiled eagerly, standing up on tip-toes to nuzzle into her palm, and she basked in the warm psychic sensations of his delight at being praised. She'd have to tell him how good he was rather more often. [For the first set of tests today, I want to test out your physical abilities instead. You'll have to perform some simple exercises while I observe closely and record some...very important data.]

"You want me to...exercise?" Callum asked nervously. He'd never been very good at sport or anything, or exercised much at all really.

[That's right.] Phaedra nodded. [Nothing too strenuous, I just want a baseline for how your body responds during physical activity that I can use to calibrate my instruments moving forward.] That all seemed to make sense and Callum felt himself relax slightly. He was still a little worried about messing up in front of her, but at least she wasn't planning to push him really hard or anything. [It's a bit of a shame but I'd better remove that plug first so it doesn't make things harder for you. Can you just bend over and touch your toes so I can reach it?] Her voice was so gently insistent that Callum found himself obeying her before he could even stop and think about what she'd asked. He'd always been fairly flexible, and it didn't take much strain for him to bend his body over and reach down with his fingers to touch his pink toes.

Phaedra suppressed a hoarse moan of lust as he bent over for her so willingly, his slender body arching down with his head low and his adorable hindquarters raised up and presented to her. Cuter still, his pink balls and stiffening dick were both peeking out from below his gorgeous bare ass. Professional, she told herself firmly, clamping down on the urge to grab those soft, quivering cheeks in her hands and grope and smack him all she pleased. Instead, she slid a finger down the cleft between them, watching how his legs trembled at her long caress. Smiling to herself, she grabbed the plug by the base and gently eased it out his hole. The noises he made were utterly enticing, and she drank in those soft little whimpers and moans that kept slipping out no matter how much he was trying to stay quiet. At last, the plug popped free with one last hoarse gasp from the boy, leaving his pink hole slowly winking shut.

[There we are] The Executrix sighed as she held up the pink plug, already missing the sight of it marked with her name peeking out from between the smooth curves of his plump cheeks. She handed it off to a grasping tendril that slid down from the ceiling for safekeeping, since she she was already certain she'd want it buried back up his ass sometime fairly soon. At least he was fully hard now, she noticed with a heated glance between his soft thighs. And, well, having his stiff erection poking out like that would make watching him exercise even more enjoyable...by which she meant more intellectually stimulating of course! [Okay you can stand up again, little Callum, it's time for the tests.] She told him, very pleased with how he'd stayed in position until she'd given him permission to move again. He was such a good boy already...

Callum was feeling rather unsteady as he straightened, his bare legs trembling underneath. He was flushed and breathing hard, his stiff dick aching between his pale thighs. Raising his head, he gave Phaedra a limp, needy look with wet, blue eyes. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to exercise properly in this state, but right now he just wanted to please her. He hardly even noticed as another tentacle slid down from just behind him, bathing his naked body in that same soft, pink light as before.

[We'll start with some simple squats.] The gorgeous alien said into his mind, her gentle voice cutting through the fog of arousal and instantly making him pay attention to every word. [Hold your hands out in front of you and bend up and down from your legs. As we go on I'll provide some resistance with my powers that you'll have to work against, just to push you a little harder. Do you think you can do that for me?]

"Yes...Phaedra." Callum gasped, already resolved to do his very best. He just wanted her to tell him how good he was again, while patting his head in that way that made him feel so warm. At a nod from the gorgeous alien he began, holding his hands out in front of him and bending his legs at the thigh. This wasn't something he was used to, least of all trying it while naked and hard, but as he worked his way through a few more awkward squats the exercise got a little easier. Phaedra was watching him the whole time, her eyes fixed on his naked body in a way that suddenly made him rather self-conscious. He couldn't help but be aware of how the squatting movement thrust his bare butt out behind him right where she could see it. He didn't really know why that worried him. As she'd explained to him so patiently, this was all for the sake of her important research. There was no way she was asking him to do this just so she could stare at his butt, right?

Rather too soon, he felt a slight strain in the muscles of his legs as the unfamiliar exercise started to test his non-existent fitness. His aching erection had softened at least as his body focused on the exertion instead, but having to bob up and down naked like this did make it wiggle over his balls in a rather distracting way. As he pushed his way through what had to be about the fifteenth squat, he felt a sudden weight on top of his shoulders, pressing down on top of him. He gasped in shock, his legs almost giving way before he managed to catch himself. As he straightened up awkwardly, he glanced at Phaedra. The gorgeous alien was still watching him closely, and when he met her gaze her lips curled into a warm, encouraging smile.

Biting his lip, Callum continued, struggling on through the psychic weight she was exerting down on him. It was shocking just how much harder this got with even the slight pressure across his shoulders, but he wanted to do well for her! She needed this for her research after all! If he spoiled everything because he was too weak to even try, how was he ever going to impress her like he so dearly wanted? So he fought on through his growing exhaustion, lowering himself up and down as smoothly as he could, hoping she was getting what she needed out of him.

Eagerness to please could only take the tiring boy so far however, and soon he was struggling to lift himself out of each awkward squat. His heart was pounding in his tight chest, a sheen of sweat tingling across his naked skin. He felt his panic and hopelessness grow as he realized he wasn't going to be able to struggle on much longer. This was pathetic, even he knew that. Why hadn't he ever tried to be sporty? Sure, with his small frame and weak body he'd never be any good at it, but he could have gotten at least a little fitter instead of sitting in front of his computer all day. Now he was going to fail miserably right in front of the most gorgeous woman he'd ever seen. He felt his throat tighten painfully...no, he couldn't cry, that would just make him look even more pathetic. Hands trembling, he lowered himself down one more time, his aching legs crying out for this to be over. It took what felt like everything he had to slowly straighten back up against the psychic **** pushing down on his shoulders. He was gasping for breath, his lungs burning almost as much as his straining thighs. He knew he couldn't manage even one more squat. If he tried, he'd fall flat on his butt for sure...better to just give up now and spare himself that last humiliation.

[Can you do one more?] Phaedra asked suddenly, her sweet voice ringing in his mind. [One more, just for me, my little Callum...] He was so tired, his legs burning with the strain, but in that moment Callum knew nothing could have stopped him from pushing through for one more shuddering squat. As he straightened back up with a hoarse gasp, he felt his exhausted calves buckle underneath him, his weak legs giving way. Just as he started to fall, Phaedra swept in, her strong arms wrapping around his tired body and lifting him up off his feet. In moments, he was nestled back against her chest, panting softly with his cheek resting on her ample boobs. His aching legs dangled as she gently supported them. [Ah...my sweet little Callum. You did so very well.] Phaedra cooed, her words of praise bringing an eager smile to the boy's lips. He knew...he hadn't, not really, but it was nice of her to say all the same. He snuggled into her embrace, his gasping breaths slowly easing. [I have sufficient data, so I think we'd better stop with that sort of test for now, at least until you've recovered.] The gorgeous alien sighed.

"No, I can...keep going if you need..." Callum began, **** to make up for his rather pathetic performance. He tried to wriggle out of her arms so he could give it another try, but she gave him a stern look that froze him in place before he could manage to get anywhere.

[That's not for you to decide.] The Executrix said firmly, gripping the squirming naked boy rather tighter in her muscled embrace. He was clearly exhausted, his slender body still heaving with gasping pants for air. It was just...adorable how much he was trying to please her, but the last thing she wanted was for him to go and injure himself out of nothing more than this silly stubbornness. [You have to listen to me, little Callum.] She continued, making sure to keep her mental voice stern. [I know what's best for you right now so when I tell you something I expect you to pay attention and do as I say.]

"Sorry..." He glanced down, his cute lip trembling.

[It's alright, so long as you understand now.] Phaedra sighed, already regretting being so hard on him. His little, crestfallen face just made her want to carry him off under her arm and pamper him until he was squealing for mercy. Maybe, that wasn't such a bad idea after all. She should do something nice for him, just to cheer him up a little and show him she wasn't disappointed. He deserved it after trying so hard in all her tests and being such a good boy. Some nice food perhaps? He hadn't eaten anything since waking. Or maybe she should take him through to the ship's baths instead and give his naked body a good, thorough wash. There were other amenities available on her ship as well. Holding the adorable boy to her, the Executrix curled her lip thoughtfully as she considered the many options.