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)
Again I considered rolling over to take her in my arms…and again rejected the idea. She was angry at me and we had not yet had enough closeness to begin making the all-important emotional connection. Tomorrow I would begin her training and keep her close to my side. I would also continue to bathe her regularly—the more I touched her, the more quickly our bond would grow.
This thought led to memories of cleaning her small, curvy body. Though I had done my best not to touch her in a sexual way, she had still reacted to me when I cleaned her sensitive areas. Her nipples had gotten tight and her soft little pussy had begun to get quite wet. In addition, her heart rate had increased and her breathing had become short and ragged. Her sweet scent had also become heavy with sexual need.
I couldn’t deny that her reactions had aroused me—though I would never act on such feelings. Still, I admitted to myself, bathing her was definitely going to be one of my favorite pet-related chores. I wouldn’t mind it a bit.
With her curvy, responsive body, she would have made an excellent Sex Pet. She was very lucky that I was the one who had bought her, rather than one of the Sex Pet traders from the Southern Continent. An exotic Pure One female from a distant planet that had been locked for billions of years would be intensely attractive to any collector. I reminded myself to keep a good eye on her at the spaceport when we stopped to refuel. I would synthesize both a collar and a leash for her in the Matter Synthesizer tomorrow.
I would also make time to read the pamphlet the Commercians had given me about the care and feeding of my new pet. I thought of going to read it now. But it had been a long, exhausting day and little one had finally settled down beside me. If I moved around, I might disturb her.
Finally, I decided to just wait until tomorrow and try to get some rest. It was late and I wanted to be up early to start little one’s training.
I hoped she would take to it well—good training sessions were very important in forming the Master/pet bond and I already knew I wanted a strong bond with her.
One that would last a lifetime.
NINE
ELLI
I woke up to find I was pressed against something warm and hard which was moving slowly up and down. I had no idea what it was, but it smelled amazing—warm and spicy and masculine. Mmmm…was it Don, I wondered sleepily?
But no, my fiancé didn’t smell like that. He never wore any kind of cologne and only unscented deodorant because he was allergic to a lot of things. In fact, he never smelled of anything much at all—except when he was doing a gaming marathon with his friends on the weekend. Then he tended to start smelling a little ripe. But whether he smelled or not, he never smelled like this—this was a scent I wanted to wrap myself in and never stop breathing it in.
Pressing closer to the hard, warm wall, I rubbed my face against it and inhaled deeply. Mmm, so damn good!
But as I was breathing it in, I became aware of another sensation. Something long and smooth was wrapped around my thigh.
What the hell? I wondered sleepily, letting my eyes open just a crack. It felt like a rope—a very smooth rope—was twining around my leg and thigh and I just couldn’t figure out what it might be.
What if it’s a snake? a wandering thought whispered in my mind. A snake that got into bed with you and now its trying to wrap you up and strangle you so it can eat you?
But that was silly—how would a snake get into my bed? I mean, I live in Virginia, not Florida.
Still, the thought was enough to keep me from snuggling closer to the delicious-smelling wall and just drifting back to sleep. Cracking my eyelids open again, I saw that I was under a shiny silver coverlet. Well that was weird. I didn’t own anything like this, did I? Was I in someone else’s bed? Had I had too much to drink and crashed at a friend’s house? Oh God, had I forgotten to set an alarm on my phone and now I was late for work?
This thought woke me up even more and I sat up in a panic. But the room around me wasn’t remotely familiar—all the furniture was too big and the lighting was deep, underwater blue. I was in an enormous bed covered by a shiny silver coverlet. There was a big lump under the coverlet, which was presumably what I had been sleeping against.
For a long moment, my mind was a total blank. I think maybe it was trying to protect itself by not letting me remember the predicament I was in because nothing seemed to be making sense.