She gives him the news.

Callum opened his eyes slowly. He was covered in the softest blankets, very unlike those of his dorm room. Had he put new ones on and forgotten about it? There had been some dream about being **** by aliens.

The lights in the stasis chamber came on and Callum sat up and gasped. It was all real. He was still on board this ship. Phaedra must have pulled the blankets over him after he went to sleep. Speaking of which, where was she? As he sat up, he felt something slightly uncomfortable and blushed. Oh, dear. That thing was still shoved in his... yeah. He blushed harder when he remembered all the dreams he'd had about Phaedra, about being fucked against a wall by a big strapon dick. He thought back to all that pegging porn he'd orgasmed to in his dorm room on those lonely nights. He'd watched hot girls with big fake dicks strapped onto their thighs bending over male porn stars and railing them. And he'd searched and searched, but he could never find any where the woman was tall and the man was short and thin, and where she wasn't a bitchy dominatrix but a sweet, caring woman who reassured the man as she claimed his ass and prostate. He shivered, feeling his anus clench around the plug. Where was Phaedra?

Phadra floated in the center of her meditation chamber. The room was spherical and the walls were reflective glass, a perfectly spherical mirror. Floating there without a care in the world, she tickled her clit absentmindedly. She was completely naked, her clothes in a heap on the floor. She did not need to sleep as humans did, so she'd spent the night finger-banging herself in mid air, screaming, squirting, and humping the air while imagining all the things she was going to do with Callum once she brought him home. Oh, how he'd squeal while impaled on her neuro-stimulator rod! How he'd pant and moan while she suck his cute little dick! How he'd cum for her over and over until he couldn't keep his eyes open and fell asleep, and how she'd tuck him in and snuggle him and make him feel safe. She lay there, serenely fingering herself, her hair floating as if in zero-g, when she felt a sudden wave of anxiety and uncertainty. Her eyes opened and she realized that those were Callum's emotions. He was awake. She floated down to the floor, pulled her clothes on in a hurry, and exited through the trap door at the bottom, floating down a shaft into the main hallway. She walked toward the stasis chamber and the door opened. Inside, Callum looked up at her. Phaedra felt her heart leap at the way his face lit up, bright blue eyes widening, a smile coming to his face, and how he leapt from the bed and walked toward her. She smirked at the wobbling gait inflicted on him by the plug.

"Phaedra!" he cried excitedly. There was no fear in his voice. He was very short by human standards, and his face didn't even reach her breasts. Callum opened his arms, and Phaedra stooped down and scooped him off the ground in one motion, kissing him on the lips and squeezing him to her, cradling her against him.
[How did you sleep, little Callum?] she asked, gently setting him back down. He held both of her hands in his and smiled up at her.
"I feel great, Phaedra," he said.
[That is good. I have something to tell you. Come here.]
She took him by the hand and led him to the bed. She sat down on it and picked him up easily under the armpits. Ordinarily it would have hurt to be picked up like that, but there was something so gentle and soft in her touch, delicately scooping him up as if he were something rare and precious. She sat him down on her lap so that he faced sideways, his head laying against her shoulder. She had one arm around his back and the other resting on his knee.
[I have something to tell you. You may like it, and you may not, but a decision has been made for you.]
"What is it?" he asked, looking up at her. Looking into his eyes, Phaedra fought the urge to begin kissing him again. No, now was not the time. Not yet.
[Callum, I have decided to take you back home, to Alfo Prime, my homeworld. You will be staying with me there. You are not going back to Earth.]

Callum's head spun. Never going back to Earth? Never going back to school, to his family? Of course, his only family was his stepmother, whom he did not much like, and who had treated him terribly when he was younger. He didn't have any friends. He had thought that he'd have a girlfriend and lots of buddies by now, but none of it had ever happened. Still, the thought of never seeing his world again changed something deep inside of him. There was an aching feeling in his chest, a deep sadness.

[I know that this is not emotionally easy for your species. You become attached to your home. It is the same with Alfonians. But I have studied human history, Callum. For that matter, I watched a lot of it! Many people left their homes in previous centuries to go live in new countries. They knew they would never see their homes again, or their families. And why do you think they did that?]

Callum breathed deeply, thinking hard. Finally, he said, "I think I know why. Maybe a lot of them did it for money, or for opportunity. But I think that it wasn't always like that. Maybe some of them did it just for the sheer sense of adventure. Some people just want to see wonderful new things and strike out on their own, away from everything they knew. Some people just wanted to see the new world."
Phaedra smiled down at him. Good! He understood.
[When we go there, you will spend the rest of your life as a test subject. You will be my property, but you can think of it as a job.] she said. Seeing the distress on his face, she stroked his hair and continued,

[But you will not be locked in a cell all day. I will not keep you in a cage or do cruel things to you. Well, not too cruel! And Callum... there are so many things to see. You like astronomy and physics, don't you? The Alfonian understanding of things is much more advanced than the human one. You could learn all of our physical science. I can show you the universe through telescopes more advanced than anything you have ever seen. I could take you into orbit one day, just as a treat for being such a good boy, and we can look down at the planet and I'll show you all the continents. There are musical instruments there you have never heard. There are animals you couldn't imagine. I'll take you to the zoo. I'll take you to museums. I'll take you to the moons.]

As she said all this, her arm tightened around his narrow shoulders, squeezing him against her, and she kissed his head. When he looked at her again, his eyes were wide and sparkling with wonderment.
"Phaedra, that sounds wonderful. I... I want to go with you. But it's just..."
Phaedra frowned as she felt a wave of sadness from him. Humans were homebodies as a rule, but Callum especially was a fearful little thing, although his curiosity often overcame his fear. There was something else coming from him, though, a deep sadness about leaving behind everything he knew. Phaedra thought for a moment, and then realized that she knew just what to say.
[Callum,] she said, taking her hand off of his knee and placing it on top of his hand, which rested on his thigh, [Ask yourself this: what kind of place am I leaving? What sort of people am I leaving behind?]
She saw his face change. At first he looked shocked, then a little angry, and then sad again. She continued, [Your own kind have rejected you completely, Callum. Earth is a brutal, primitive world.]
She lifted him up and turned him so that he faced directly toward her, and sat him down on her lap. Then she tenderly took his face in her hands and looked deep into his sparkling blue eyes.
[You're too soft for a place like that, Callum. Too sensitive. They've been awful to you. You're coming with me now, to a place that will see you as extraordinary. You're going to love it on Alfo Prime, I promise.] She was leaving out some details, of course. Most Alfonians would see him as extraordinary, but as a mere object of study. Some of the more warm-hearted ones would see him as more than that, a precious discovery and an adorable, lovable little person. Phaedra, of course, viewed him purely as a research subject. She wasn't a bleeding-heart, absolutely not! And she was not in the least bit charmed by his little button nose or his freckles or that incredible, soft little butt.

Phaedra watched his face change and felt the changing emotions that came off of him in waves. It was informative, yes, excellent data, but also a feast for the sixth sense. The mixture of emotions, the awe and wonder mixed with a deep sadness, was like an emotional symphony. It was beautiful, nearly as beautiful as Callum himself. She watched the sublime beauty of him wrestling with his own feelings, the pain, the sadness, but also the joy and wonderment. What a simple, yet complex creature her little Callum was!

"Okay, Phaedra," he said, resolving to be brave, "I want to do it. Maybe I don't have a choice, but I want it now." She smiled and kissed him on the tip of his little button nose. He was just so adorable when he tried to please her with his bravery. So lovable.

[Good,] she purred, [Now time for some tests.]

He looked at her attentively. Many of the tests that Alfonians used on humans involved sexuality because it was such a potent way to tap into psychic energy. Many, however, were purely physical or cognitive. She began contemplating what sorts of tests to run on him, absentmindedly bouncing her knee just to jiggle that little plug in his bottom and watch his face when it stimulated him. Would she exhaust him with mental and psychological tests? Or would she just make him cum all day? Or both? Or perhaps just kick the ship into hyperdrive and arrive on Alfo Prime as soon as possible.