Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Because it was at that moment that I realized the gray giant had a tail.
It stuck out from the back of his trousers, right above his ass, and waved to and fro in a businesslike manner. It looked kind of like a cat’s tail, I thought, though my captor didn’t appear otherwise feline. It was long and gray and the tip of it had a kind of silver metal cap on it.
But forget the tail—I was trying to get away! I shouted myself hoarse and struggled like crazy and all the while the damn tail waved back and forth in the corner of my vision. Before I knew it, we were going through a doorway and then through a long, flexible tunnel, and then into what I assumed was another spaceship.
When we got through this last door, the giant swung it closed. Then he walked through the ship—I got hasty glimpses of glowing equipment and then a living area filled with enormous furniture—and into another room.
The outside area had been lit with a low, golden light but this new place had a strange, blue luminescence which made everything look like it was underwater. The giant put me down…and promptly shoved me into a kind of cage that was sitting in the corner of the room.
“I do not have time to train you at present,” he informed me as he closed and latched the door of the cage. “But you will be safe here, little one.”
“Wait!” I exclaimed, looking around in panic.
The cage he had put me in was about six feet long and four feet tall and very narrow. Since I’m five foot four, I couldn’t even stand up in it and I’m horribly claustrophobic.
“Wait, please!” I begged again. “Please—don’t leave me in here!”
My captor frowned at me.
“I need to pilot the ship to the nearest spaceport for fuel. You will have to be patient until I can attend you. I promise no harm will befall you while you are in your crate.”
My crate? Was he serious?
Apparently so because he was about to leave.
“Okay, okay,” I said quickly. “I understand you don’t have time to, er, train me right now, but you don’t have to lock me up like this! I’ll be good—I promise.”
He shook his head.
“This is my sleeping chamber—I cannot let a strange animal run around causing chaos in my absence.”
Then, before I could say anything else, he turned and left, shutting the bedroom door behind him and leaving me alone in the cage, bathed in the eerie blue glow.
FOUR
SIR
I frowned as I left the sleeping chamber and made my way to the front of the ship, where the ship’s cockpit was located. Sliding into the pilot’s seat, I picked up the control band and placed it on my head, making certain that the thought- conduction pads were pressed firmly against my temples.
Closing my eyes, I attempted to start the ship and set a course for the nearest spaceport. But my mind was full of my new pet—the little Earthling which I had bought from the Commercians.
She was a fetching little thing, though I had not yet thought of a name for her. She was rather loquacious, but that was probably just because she was frightened. I hadn’t owned a pet in a long time—not since my boyhood—and I had never owned a sentient pet before. She would get used to me eventually—it would just take a lot of patience and training to tame her, that was all.
Still, I couldn’t help remembering her fear when she had thought I was buying her to gratify my sexual appetites. The terror in her big, brown eyes had truly bothered me. I had no intention of using her as a Sex Pet, though there were, regrettably, others from my planet who would have no compunction about doing that exact thing.
In fact, my main rival, the Overlord of the Southern Continent, was rumored to make much of his income from the Sex Pet trade, which I found wholly disgusting and wrong. I would never use a creature that was mentally inferior to me for sexual gratification.
No, I comforted myself. My new little pet was quite safe from any kind of molestation. And it didn’t matter that she had a lovely, curvy body with full breasts and hips and long silky fur on her head, and those big brown eyes—I would never allow myself to see her as more than a pet.
At that point, I realized that I was going nowhere. The control band couldn’t work unless I gave it my complete attention. Instead of steering the ship, I had been focused on the little female locked away in my sleeping chamber.
Frowning, I pushed all thoughts of my new pet out of my mind and focused on uncoupling from the Commercians’ ship and navigating a course to the nearest spaceport. Later I would read the pamphlet I had been given about my new pet’s care and feeding and start her training. She would also probably need a bath, to get the Earth bacteria off of her smooth skin. But first, I had to refuel my ship—the fuel cells were running quite low after traveling all the way from my own galaxy to this primitive one.