Phaedra reassures Callum, before taking him to bed

Phaedra held Callum’s naked body to her own. With the plates of her armour retracted, she could feel the warmth of his skin against her own through the thin black undershirt. He was still trembling slightly from the aftershocks of the massive orgasm she'd wrung from him, as well as the explosive release of raw psychic energy. The Executrix gently stroked his naked back with her hand, feeling how her long caresses soothed his shivering and he relaxed into her embrace. His big blue eyes were fixed on her face, waiting for her to tell him what to do. She didn't need to read his thoughts to know he'd try his very best at whatever she asked of him next, out of nothing more than this adorable desire to please her that was written so clearly across his pretty features.

Part of her was very eager to take advantage of that and continue her tests. Just thinking of all the things she could do to his gorgeous naked body sent another shiver of lust down her spine, the wet ache between her muscular thighs growing even fiercer and increasingly difficult to ignore. As she stared down into his wide, trusting eyes, she imagined fastening a neuro-stimulator rod to her pelvis, planting the boy face down, ass up on the floor and pinning him there with psychic bonds, then gently but firmly thrusting every single hard inch up his eager little hole. How shrill and adorable would his helpless cries of pleasure be as she mounted him like some wild beast claiming its mate, the Executrix wondered avidly. She could start like that, and then move his delightful body as she pleased while she took him, never letting up for even an instant. And…of course his reactions to a long and thorough pounding would provide plenty of data for her continuing research, that was what she was really interested in…definitely.

And yet, she couldn’t help but remember his distressed whimpering, the frightened look on his cute face as he thrashed against her psychic bonds, and how he’d sounded so lost and **** for comfort afterwards. It had been ever so enticing taking him to the edge like that, leaving him dangling in desire and need at her whim, but she knew she had pushed the delicate boy rather hard. He was just so trusting, so ****. The way he clung to her, settling into her embrace like a treasured pet made her feel so warm and protective. If she took things too far and frightened him, she might end up losing this closeness forever! Besides, it wasn’t like she had any intention of releasing him back into the cruel and primitive society that had scorned him, so there’d be plenty of time for more thorough testing of the adorable boy’s limits in the future. Decision made, Phaedra nodded once.

[No more tests today.] She murmured into Callum’s mind. The boy’s face fell, obviously worrying he’d failed somehow and she’d decided she was done with him. Nothing could be further from the truth, and Phaedra ran a comforting hand down his back to reassure him. [Don't worry, you did very well.] The Executrix explained, feeling the insistent urge to make sure this adorable boy understood that and knew just how good he'd been. [We'll continue tomorrow once you're rested. Believe me, little Callum...] She continued, a hungrier edge slipping into even her psychically projected voice. [I'm nowhere near done with you.]

"Yes..Phaedra." Callum replied, his cheeks burning. He stared limply up at his abductor...this beautiful alien woman who'd held him helpless at her mercy and given him more pleasure than he'd ever dreamed possible. The boy could still feel his bare skin tingling where those phantom mouths had teased him, his soft dick and tender butthole throbbing slightly from all the attention they'd given him. Somehow the knowledge that she meant to keep him here rather longer didn't worry him in the slightest. What would he be missing after all? More boring classes? Here...was a real life extraterrestrial being who also happened to be the hottest woman he'd ever seen! And she wanted to do all these naughty, thrilling things to him! How could he ever want to miss that?

[Here.] In one smooth motion, Phaedra rose to her feet, lifting Callum up with her at the same time. One arm supported his shoulders, while she slipped the other under his bare legs, easily carrying his weight against her ample chest. Of course, she could have used her mental gifts to pick him up instead, but it just felt really good to hold him properly, nestled safe in her arms where he clearly belonged. Or rather, she tried to tell herself, this sort of close contact which was so valued as a gesture of affection on his primitive world would definitely ensure his continuing willing cooperation with her research.

Callum gasped out as he found himself in Phaedra’s arms, his weight carried so easily by this tall, imposing woman. Now her sleek armor had slid aside to uncover her upper body, he could see just how muscular she was, her shoulders rippling under the tight black shirt she wore. Of course she could carry him if she was that strong! She didn't even need her amazing powers to do whatever she wanted with him...the boy smiled eagerly at the thought.

As she held him gently in her embrace, supporting his dangling legs under one arm, he found his head resting on her ample chest. Her shirt was so tight and sheer he could easily make out the curves of each of her large boobs, crowned by stiff nipples that poked against the material. Like the rest of her body, they were perfect, looking so firm and perky despite their size, but her flesh was soft and warm against his cheek as she held him there. Even though she'd milked him dry just minutes ago, he felt his dick start to tingle and ache, already stiffening up between his legs. He didn't dare even twitch in her embrace, frightened he might offend her by touching her boobs even more, but...he just couldn't look away from them. Then he suddenly noticed she'd started walking, carrying him away across the room with a few long strides. Ahead of them, a section of the wall spiralled open, revealing a rounded doorway and a long corridor beyond.

“Where…are we going?” He asked her uncertainly, his gaze flickering between the door and her gorgeous face.

[My stasis chamber...or rather my bedroom is the word you'd use.] The gorgeous alien replied simply. Callum gasped in shock, his cheeks burning. Her...bedroom? He felt his belly flutter and tingle with anticipation. She couldn't mean she meant to have...sex with him, could she? No, there was no way. Like she'd told him from the start...this was all just her research, no matter how good it had all felt for him, it didn't mean she actually wanted him that way. Even if she was touching him so much and seemed determined to keep him naked...

"What about my clothes?" He glanced around her body as she ducked through the doorway, just barely catching a glimpse of his shredded garments before the door spun back into place, leaving a seamless wall of green metal with no sign of an opening there at all.

[Oh silly Callum, they'll be disposed of. You don't need clothes.] She laughed into his head, her full lips smiling above him. [The temperature of my ship is perfectly calibrated for your comfort, and it's very safe even for a fragile thing like you, don't worry.] So she told him, and all those excuses were perfectly true, she just had...other motives for keeping him naked. There was no way she was going to pass up any chance she had to ogle his adorable naked body. Watching his cute ass wiggle so enticingly, or his pink dick twitch and stiffen as he gawped at her boobs was just far too much fun!

The Executrix strode down the corridor, deeper into her ship, the boy held securely in her gentle embrace. It was really quite adorable how little Callum's gaze stayed fixed on her the whole time, darting between her breasts and her face like he couldn't decide which he wanted to look at more. It didn't even matter that he was aboard an actual alien vessel, something he'd longingly dreamed of for years. The boy just found her so attractive he couldn't look away to see much of anything. It was so very cute she just wanted him to squeeze him tight in her arms and cover his naked body with kisses and love-bites.

At the end of the corridor, the door to her stasis chamber slid apart at a thought from her. The room within was pristine, with blank, white walls and floors, dominated by a large, circular bed at the center. It was here the Executrix could rest and recuperate during long periods of interstellar flight, the hidden stasis projectors in the ceiling inducing a state of relaxing dormancy akin to a human's sleep cycle. For now, she wouldn't need them, but the bed itself was comfortable enough to provide a place for Callum to recover his energy for more testing tomorrow. Carrying him with her, she stepped over to the bed, enjoying his adorably eager shivers in her arms.

Phaedra leaned over and gently laid her naked Callum down onto the bed on his cute butt. He sat up, staring at her with blushing cheeks and wide, eager eyes. It was so very tempting to just pounce on him right there and then, but the Executrix firmly reminded herself of her decision to let him rest. It'd be all the better for her patience when she did get her chance. Still, she couldn't leave him this excited or he wouldn't get any sleep at all!

[I want you to get some rest, Callum.] She explained. The psychite gem on her forehead glowed faintly as she projected soothing waves of psychic energy into his mind, stimulating the sleep centers of his brain. Callum yawned, tiredly rubbing his eyes as his exhaustion suddenly caught up with him. His shoulders slumped and he started swaying cutely, clearly struggling to even stay awake. [That's it...lie down, there's a good boy.] She told him, watching with delight as he obediently turned and lay himself down on his belly, burying his blushing face in the soft material of the bed. Phaedra's hungry eyes drifted down the curve of his pale back before settling on his soft, enticing ass. She curled her lip, clamping down on the urge to reach over and give those gorgeous cheeks a few firm smacks with her hand, but...perhaps she could indulge herself a little. He wouldn't mind. With a thin smirk, the Executrix glanced to one side, where a part of the wall slid aside at her psychic command. Waiting for her inside was a delightful little object she'd had the ship's fabricator construct for her as she finalized her plans to abduct the boy now lying naked and **** across her bed.

Callum's eyes were just fluttering shut, this strange bed almost impossibly soft and comfortable underneath his body, when he felt a warm hand settle on the small of his back. He gasped softly, turning his head to look. Phaedra was leaning right over him, holding something rounded and pink in her other hand. His eyes widened as he recognized the familiar shape of it from some of the kinkier porn videos he'd found himself watching on lonely night. Was that...a butt plug? He watched, frozen in place as she lowered the toy towards his butt, sliding it between his cheeks. Yes...it definitely was! He whimpered, a flicker of nervousness breaking through his exhaustion for a moment as she pressed the tapered end against his tingling, sensitive hole. The pressure was a bit painful, and he clutched at the strange bed with trembling fingers.

[Relax...little Callum.] Phaedra said into his mind, her voice so calming he just couldn't help but obey. [Open up for me. This is very important...for my research.] The boy bit his lip, trying to ease the tension from his body. She pressed the toy against him once again, and this time the rounded end of the plug slipped inside him, drawing a sharp gasp from his lips as his butt was once again filled. [That's it...] The gorgeous alien murmured, sliding the rest of the toy inside him in one smooth motion. He could feel every inch opening up his tingling butt, the pink material it was made of somehow warm and soft against his clenching insides. The last, widest part popped inside him, then his hole clenched tight around the thinner end, leaving the plug firmly nestled between his cheeks. Callum sighed softly, his belly fluttering and tingling at the pleasent feeling of fullness. It was even more exciting knowing Phaedra had put the plug there, stuffing his aching, needy butt full, but even as his stiff dick throbbed away against the bed he was still rather too tired to do anything about it. Yawning softly, he snuggled into the comfortable bed, already drifting away into a deep and pleasant sleep.

At the foot of the bed, Phaedra straightened, watching with tender desire as Callum as slipped into slumber. Her gaze was fixed on his gorgeous ass, the two pale cheeks now separated by the round, pink end of the plug peeking out from between them. Etched into that little circle was a golden symbol, made up of two curving bands winding round each other. The first letter of her name in Alfonian script, marking him as hers. The Executrix moaned softly to herself, her twitching fingers reaching between her legs to the aching need settled there. Better still, the plug didn't only look gorgeous, the tiny psychite crystal she'd embedded within the toy would gently stimulate his ass from within, making him even more sensitive and needy there. He'd dream of her taking him...she was certain of that.

Giving the sleeping boy one last lustful look, the Executrix turned on her heel and strode for the door. As she stepped away down the corridor, her power armor slid off her at a thought, the plates across her hips and legs disappearing into a belt fastened round her muscled waist. That left her wearing only her thin black underclothes. The tight pair of black trousers she wore clung to her toned thighs and ass, showing off her flexing muscles with every step. Of course, by now they had also gotten rather soaked across the crotch, the fiery need between her legs showing no sign of easing. With Callum settled and resting, she was going to duck into her very private meditation chamber, strip off the rest of these clothes and masturbate until she screamed. Tomorrow, she had even more plans for him...