Phaedra takes him home

The ship descended to toward one of the great stellar docks of Alfo Prime, its gravity disruptors firing to slow its descent to the planet's surface. The stellar docks were situated in a great valley between two mountains, and there was a ground-based vehicle on caterpillar treads waiting to take them to Phaedra's dwelling. Phaedra had taken him down to the doors of the craft, where they opened up to the caterpillar below that would take them back to her home.

Phaedra sighed. At some point, the Alfonian government, known as the Synod, would want to inspect Callum. As a high-ranking Executrix, she would be able to keep him if she pulled a few strings. But the inspection would not be pleasant for him, and she would have to make sure that one of her friends was on the inspection tribunal to make sure that Callum was treated humanely. Her friend Esmeralda, the red-haired Alfonian youngster of only 45 years, would be a good fit. Esmeralda was only a head taller than Callum at six feet tall, freckled and pale, and she was also Phaedra's friend and occasional lover. She was a "bleeding heart" who sympathized with primitive species. And thankfully, she was employed by the Synod as an inspector of xenosamples gathered by Executrices like Phaedra. If Phaedra called a few people and made arrangements, she could make sure that Esmeralda was on the tribunal that investigated Callum. Esmeralda was even more sympathetic toward humans than Phaedra, so she knew he'd be safe.

All the same, the investigation would be frightening for Callum. The poor little thing needed some time before being examined. He'd been through enough already. Presently, they stood in front of the craft doors, waiting for the caterpillar to open. Phaedra was carrying Callum in her arms. She had him wrapped in a white blanket to protect his modesty, so he wouldn't feel embarrassed if other Alfonians saw him... And so none of the Alfonians would feel tempted to violate him. Did he realize that all Alfonians were female? Probably not yet.

Phaedra thought of other Alfonians looking at Callum with greedy, lustful eyes. The poor thing didn't realize how attractive he was, especially to Alfonians, who would do anything to get their hands and mouths on his soft little body. Standing in front of the craft doors, Phaedra gave Callum a gentle squeeze against her chest, holding him protectively. He'd fallen asleep in her arms, his eyes closed under his long blonde hair that hung over his face. Phaedra gently brushed it away, looking at his soft nose and freckled cheeks. She would certainly not allow anyone to cut his hair. Oh, no. It was going to grow long and wavy, and she would enjoy running her fingers through it and gently pulling it while she fucked his brains out.

The door of the craft opened with a pneumatic hiss. Callum opened his eyes and sat up a bit in her arms.
"Is this... are we...?" he asked.
"Yes," said Phaedra, "This is Alfo Prime."
She leant down and kissed his head, and then began walking down the steps to the ground, where the caterpillar was waiting. There were some Alfonians milling about. A few were overseers for the dock, and a few were waiting for ships to land. All of them, tall, powerful female alien beings, turned their heads and stared at Callum. He looked back at them, his wide blue eyes darting about anxiously, and Phaedra felt him curl up in her arms, shaking a little. He could see the hunger in their eyes as they stared lustily at him. He whimpered softly. She gently squeezed him and walked toward the caterpillar. It was a cylinder, perhaps a hundred feet long, with a long retractable staircase that currently extended to the ground. She walked up the stairs and into the caterpillar, then down the long white hallway to the cockpit. There was a mechanical grinding noise as the staircase withdrew into the caterpillar. Phaedra walked into the cockpit and sat down, setting Callum carefully in her lap.

"Phaedra?" he said as she started up the caterpillar, "Who were the people at the dock?"
[Other Alfonians,] she replied.
"Why were they looking at me like that?"
[Because... Well, Alfonians have a special interest in humans. A great deal of it involves taking humans back to Alfo Prime. But there are some who...]
"Some who what?"
[There are some who have ulterior motives. Some Alfonians, whom we call "bleeding hearts," sympathize very heavily with humans and disagree with bringing them here at all. Others, whom we call "hardliners," see humans as animals and want to revoke the protections that research subjects currently have. Still others have ulterior motives, as I said. They are... enamored with humans, on a sexual level.]
Phaedra paused. Of course, pretty much every sexually mature Alfonian found human males enticing, especially the small, harmless ones like Callum. If Phaedra had been a hardliner, she could easily have made a fortune selling Callum to one of the hot-blooded Alfonians who fancied a human male. He was such a snack that a horny Alfonian would pay through the nose just for a night with him. An unscrupulous Executrix could retire on renting him out, given how gorgeous he was.

Phaedra placed her hand on his cheek and smiled down at him as the caterpillar started up, trundling away toward her dwelling. Callum looked up at her, wriggled a bit in her lap, and pulled his arms out of the white sheet she'd wrapped him in. He put his hand in hers, sighed contentedly, and drifted back off to sleep. His hand, tiny by comparison to hers, lay limp in her palm. No, there was no way she'd ever sell him or rent him out. That kind of treatment would break his mind. And at any rate, he belonged to her, and no one else. There wasn't a chance in the universe that she would share him with anyone else.

Unless... well, she certainly wouldn't sell him for money. But if he asked, it wasn't impossible that he would let Esmeralda give him a little kiss. And perhaps more than a kiss. That would come later, though, and only if he wanted it.

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Callum woke up later lying on a soft couch, or something like a couch anyway. It was white, like the bed in the ship. He sat up and rubbed his eyes.

He was in a room with a soft, plush blue carpet, a number of low round cushions that were clearly some sort of chair, and large windows looking out over what appeared to be a forested valley. The trees outside were strange and grew in alien shapes, but they were definitely trees. There were holograms here and there in the room, showing abstract shapes, purple and green and blue and pink pyramids and spheres and lines wriggling and warping in strange patterns. They were quite beautiful. Callum realized that this was some kind of art, like hanging a painting on one's wall. The holograms drifted around the room, seemingly at random.

He sat up and crawled out from underneath the sheet that had been laid on top of him. The couch was large, and he had to climb off of it like a child. He walked, naked, to the window, and stood on his tiptoes to look out.

Callum yelped as he felt someone slap his bottom. He jumped in the air and turned around to see Phaedra grinning down at him. She was wearing different clothing now. No armor or tight black outfit anymore. Now she was wearing a white cloth that wrapped around her like a toga. One of her arms was bare. She knelt down and placed on hand on top of his head.
[Goodness, look who's awake!] she said.
"Good morning," he responded, still rubbing his sore butt.
[I see someone is a little excited from just waking up,] she said. Callum blushed, realizing that she was looking directly at his morning wood. She reached down and gently wrapped a hand around his hard prick. He shivered as he felt her soft hand stroke him for a moment, then reach down to tickle his pink, hairless balls.
[I think, since you're well-rested now, you're ready for some more... treatment,] said Phaedra. Callum swallowed as he looked into her hooded eyes and realized what she was going to do to him. He shivered, the hair on his arms standing on end as he realized that she would probably use the neuro-stimulator on him. His cock throbbed as he imagined being bent over a soft bed with her gentle hands gripping his hips as she claimed his hole. Seeing him quiver, Phaedra put her arms around him and pulled him into a hug, feeling his small body shake.
[Easy there, Callum. There's nothing to be afraid of,] she said softly. She smelled his hair, inhaling the scent that turned her on so much. She'd never put her mouth on his penis, and she'd never shown him her naked body. It was time to take him to the bedroom and really sink her teeth into him... speaking metaphorically, of course.

[Come on, Callum,] she said, picking him up. [I have plans for you.]

She carried him across the room to a blank wall that spiraled open to reveal her bedroom. It was spacious, with one wall all windows that looked out over what appeared to be a secluded valley. The house was built into a mountainside in a distant region of the continent, far from prying eyes. The bed there was nearly the size of a small circular swimming pool, and she gently sat him down on the edge. She kissed his little button nose and ran her fingers through his soft blonde hair. Then she stood back and stripped off the toga.

Callum gasped as he saw her naked body for the first time. Phaedra was... gorgeous. There was no other way to say it. Her breasts were like melons against her perfect hourglass body, pink nipples pointing forward and very stiff with arousal. Her blonde bush lay atop a plump pubic mound surmounting two pink, soft, glistening pussy lips. Callum realized that he had been shaved bare while she had pubic hair still, and that thought somehow aroused him even more. His cock throbbed hard enough that it almost hurt.
[You know what position I like you in, you sweet boy. Bend over, chest down.]
He obeyed, putting his face down on the soft bed with his butt hoisted in the air. His bottom quivered slightly as he awaited a slap. But there wasn't a slap. Instead, all he felt was Phaedra's soft hands spreading his ass, and her tongue against his hole.
"Ahhh!" he gasped, feeling her hot, moist, soft tongue glide over his sensitive anus, licking and slurping. The tip of her tongue danced around the sensitive skin, poking, probing, lapping at him. She moved downward and he could feel her hot breath on his skin, her lips grazing his hairless taint as she moved down to his balls, licking his scrotum.
"Oh, Phaedra," he moaned, feeling her tongue snake its way around his pink balls and swirl around the sensitive underside of his cock. Her hands gripped his bottom tightly as she made out with his ass and balls, licking and kissing every sensitive spot from behind. Suddenly, she turned him over.
[Gods. I can't help it. You're too damned pretty, Callum. Gorgeous.] she looked hungrily down at him and then lay down on top of him. He sighed as he felt her bare skin against him, her enormous boobs pressing into his chest. She was putting her weight on her hands, careful not to crush him or restrict his breathing. She could easily have pinned him down, but she put just enough pressure on him to make him feel secure.
[You're beautiful, Callum,] she said in his mind even as her tongue invaded his mouth. He moaned helplessly as she tongue-kissed him deeply, running her hands up and down his soft body. Phaedra was being much more physical with him now. In the ship, she had been detached, doing everything from a distance. Now that was all over. She was claiming him, and seemed to want as much bodily contact with him as possible. He pressed his hips upward, feeling his dick slide across her soft skin. Would she fuck his ass again, or was he going to feel her pussy this time? Or would it be a blowjob? Or, or, or....

Phaedra broke the kiss and smiled at him. Then she placed her hands on his head on either side, very gently, and the smile left. Her face grew grave, very serious.
[Callum, do you want this?]
He nodded enthusiastically and said, "Yes, please!"
[Are you sure?]
"Very!"
He smiled and continued nodding. She kissed him again.
"I love you, Phaedra," he said. She looked down at him, feeling compelled to respond.
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