Pleasure Bound - Complete (41 page)

“It’s complicated to explain and right now I want to hear about you.”

“You’ll explain later? You’ll tell me where you come from? Why you’re here?”

“I’d like to do that but not right now. Right now I want to hear about you and the Slave Uprising.”

Of course he had to be from The Outer Limits. It was a vastly unexplored region. There was no telling what societies lived there.

A couple of years ago the disintegration machines that guarded the orbit around their planet had shot down some sort of foreign probe. Rumors had raced throughout the hubs that the probe had come from a secret society in The Outer Limits, a society with unique technology.

She’d also heard some women theorize the probe had been from Earth, the closest planet with life. But Virgin didn’t believe that last rumor. She’d never believed in life in outer space. And she’d never believed the stories and theories that the Goddess of Freedom had originally come from outer space either.

Since the disintegration of the foreign space probe there had been talk about sending an exploration team into The Outer Limits to find out if some other life existed there, but as far as she knew no team had been assembled as of yet.

Besides it was against the laws to go there. Special passes were only given to Queens, High Queens and the priestesses so they could worship the Goddess of Freedom.

And the Yellow Hairs were allowed to roam there to retrieve passionflowers for their highly secret traditions.

Virgin believed what she’d been taught by the Educators, that the original Goddess had come from The Outer Limits centuries ago. Why else would they erect her statue out there?

At the thought of the Goddess of Freedom a sliver of guilt impaled her. The Goddess had worked so hard to liberate the women from the servitude of males.

And Virgin had tried to undo all her work by breaking the law and educating a male herself. Little had she known that educating her very own twin would ultimately secure her life tenure in prison.

“Jarod was the leader of the Uprising,” she continued. “The male slaves took over the entire Brothel Town. Jarod was unable to control them after that. Some of the males mutinied against him; they took many free females against their will, impregnating them. It was horrible.”

Buck winced at her words. It gave Virgin a good feeling to know the male didn’t approve of forcing females to have sex with them. But she’d already seen that side of him as he’d tried to restrain himself against the passion poison and when he’d asked to be tied down so he wouldn’t hurt her.

“During the Uprising, Jarod was caught. I was summoned to see him.”

Virgin shivered as she remembered seeing Jarod for the first time in ten years. The teenage boy she’d last seen at nineteen was now a well muscled, six foot three giant. Old and new whip scars crisscrossed over his back and chest and other body parts, proving he had been a difficult sex slave. Bound in chains, his eyes were a cold blue and so dark and dangerous, Virgin had actually been afraid of Jarod for the first time since she’d known him.

“He’d been beaten mercilessly,” Virgin continued. “His face and body bruised and battered. He could barely keep his eyes open when he confessed in front of the High Five Queens that I was the one who’d educated some of his companions as well as himself. His words sealed my fate. I was immediately sent to prison.” Virgin could still remember the sharp bite of Jarod’s betrayal.  The pain tearing through her heart as his dreadful words had seeped through his bruised lips. She’d been so stunned she hadn’t even defended herself against the accusations. “He had promised me he would never break my trust. He’d promised never to tell anyone he was educated. In return I had promised I would try my best to change the laws when I became a High Five Queen.”

“Apparently you weren’t able to change the laws.”

Virgin nodded. “I tried. But shortly after putting out my proposals the Slave Uprising happened and everything I had worked so hard for died with Jarod’s words.”

“Why would he betray you? Why would he seal his own fate?”

“I don’t know. I thought he was on my side. We hadn’t seen each other in ten years. We’d purposely not contacted each other in order to keep our secret safe.”

Buck sighed. His hot breath whispered across her forehead. “But someone found out. Beat him until he spilled his guts. Those Queens were so resistant to change they eagerly accepted any way to get rid of you. What happened to the rest of the males?”

“They tried to make deals with the authorities. Wanted improved working conditions. The army was called in. Most of the males were killed. Some of the educated ones were wounded but still managed to escape.”

“It’s always hard to lose a family member as you’ve experienced with Jarod.”

That word family again. When Buck said that word there was a proud tone in his voice. She wished she could have that proud feeling. To know someone of her own blood cared for her.

But she’d had no one as she grew up. She’d never known the woman who had bore her. Never known the male whose seed had been supplied. She’d known only Jarod. And there had been something magical between them.

“There was an unexplained bond between us.” Virgin said feeling the need to talk about Jarod. “I felt it the very first time I saw him when we were both young. The minute I saw him I felt as if I were looking into a mirror. Except he was male and I was female.

Aside from different color of hair, we had the same blue color of eyes, the same shaped nose, chin, and other similarities we just couldn’t ignore. I do believe we were never supposed to know about each other. Never supposed to meet. One day our Educator took us to the Brothel Town to show us how males were trained to be sex slaves. My friend Jacey and I got separated from the rest of the group. As we passed an open door to one of the rooms, I caught a glimpse of a male in a cage. Our eyes met and a strange feeling swooped over me. Something sparked in his eyes too. I was drawn to him and entered the room. We stared at each other for a long time and then he grinned.”

Virgin laughed as she remembered that happy moment.

“He smiled just like me. It encouraged me to approach the cage. He held his hand up against the bars. He wanted to touch me but I was afraid. We’d been taught that males were dangerous. Instinctively I knew Jarod wasn’t dangerous, just curious like I was. I was about to place my hand against his when my Educator rushed into the room and hurried us away. Later, Jacey mentioned how much the male and I looked alike and how odd the Educator had acted in ushering us out so quickly.

For days I couldn’t forget the male. Finally my friend told me I should check his birth record. She knew of someone who worked at the prison and would help.

Jacey’s friend got me into the record room where I discovered Jarod and I were born only minutes apart to the same female with sperm from the same male. I was dumbfounded to say the least.”

“And that’s when you decided you wanted to get to know him.”

“Yes, but it wasn’t easy. Male slaves are never allowed to roam free. While in the brothel town, he lived in a cage and was taken out mostly when his services were required. He knew only the life of a sex slave. But I kept an eye out for him. Eventually I learned the routine they had for him. The only times he was left alone was when they chained him out in the yard in order to tan his body. Or when they chained him in the prison garden where he worked the field to keep his muscles strong. It took several months of sneaking over to see him that I finally managed to teach him the alphabet by writing the letters in the dirt.

When Jarod realized what I was trying to teach him, his whole face lit up with a spectacular need to know more. From then on, I knew that what we females were being taught in school about males was a lie. Males aren’t stupid brutes. Jarod proved it. And I was going to prove it and so we decided I would strive to become a member of the High Five and change the rules were males were concerned”

“But someone found out and got him to confess.” Buck said.

Virgin swallowed back the thick lump of betrayal that still overwhelmed her whenever she thought about Jarod.

Buck squeezed her hands in comfort and she felt the strings of arousal course deep into her belly again.

“I’ve got something that’ll cheer you up. Want me to try one of my secret fantasies on you?”

She nodded eagerly. Oh how she needed him again. Needed him to make her forget what his fate would be because of her deceit.

Maneuvering himself around on the bed he abruptly lifted her arms up over her head. Grabbing a hold of the ropes she’d used on him earlier he proceeded to tie her wrists.

Chapter Eight

Excitement shot through Virgin’s entire body. She’d never been tied down before. Never been at the mercy of a male in such a way.

“You are a beautiful sensuous woman,” he whispered.

Her heart suspended wonderfully in her chest at his words.

He touched his lips to the sensitive curve between her shoulder and neck and cupped the undersides of her generous breasts, holding them out towards himself as if they were two sacred offerings.

Virgin’s breath caught at the sight of appreciation shimmering in his eyes. No male had ever looked at her quite this way before and it gave her a warm fuzzy kind of feeling she really liked.

His large thumbs reached up and circled her burgundy areolas. Slowly, seductively he massaged until she responded, her dusky nipples hardening into two aching beads.

“While I was under the passion poison I wanted to do so many things with your body. So many naughty things…and now I’ve got you as my prisoner.”

Her anticipation mounted.  “Is that your fantasy? Having your own prisoner to do with what you want?”

He kissed the tip of one throbbing nipple. Her entire breast tingled.

“My own love slave isn’t what I’m looking for, Virgin. I want a woman who isn’t afraid of experimenting with sex. A woman who wants to try anything I suggest and a woman who isn’t afraid of suggesting her own ideas to me.”

I’m your woman! She wanted to scream. I want to experiment with you!

Sexual hunger, raw and fierce flushed over her body like a hot wave. 

He drew away from her and leaned over. She heard something being moved across the floor beneath the bed and knew he’d found her secret stash.

Items her friend Jacey had given her after she’d helped her escape from prison. Items that every Queen and High Queen owned and didn’t go without for very long.

Her heart crashed against her chest as he placed a wrapped towel onto her bare stomach. Something deep inside of her womb sizzled like an inferno as he unwrapped the item and produced the familiar large dildo. A dildo she hadn’t had a chance to use yet. A dildo that now looked quite small compared to Buck’s massive cock.

His eyes glazed over as he dug something else out from the wooden box. Unwrapping yet another towel, he produced two small sized nipple clamps. Reaching under the bed yet again he dragged out a four-foot long one-inch wide velvet belt.

Her excitement soared. “You’re full of surprises aren’t you?”

“Surprises I’m sure you’ll enjoy.”

He removed the items from her stomach and placed them on the narrow cot beside them.

“I’ve allowed your arm restraints just enough give so that you can sit up.”

Her heart fell with disappointment.

“Sit up? Why?”

“Humor me.”

Sweet Goddess of Freedom! What was the male up to?

In an instant, ever nerve and fiber burst alive with excitement as he slid his hand beneath her back, the warmth of his touch making heated blood hammer through her veins.

In a moment he had her sitting up in a surprisingly comfortable position. Her bare back was pressed against the cool stonewall and her breasts hanging heavy and free.

She watched wide-eyed as he lifted the velvety belt and looped it behind her neck.

His eyes flashed with dangerous arousal as he took one end of the belt and looped it beneath and around her breast tying it snugly. He did the same with her other breast.

The way he’d bound her flesh made her breasts heat and swell and stick out at him in a pleasing way. Plumping her nipples by rolling them between his hot firm fingers, she caught her breath as he lowered his mouth. His warm lips clamped around her sensitive nipple making hot flashes of pleasure zip straight down to her vagina.

He sucked hard. Real hard.

Virgin’s back arched pressing her swollen breast further into his hot mouth. A quick sharp jab of pain from his teeth and liquid accumulated between her legs bringing a rush of pleasure flooding her body.

She couldn’t stop her hips from thrusting upwards.

“Buck!” she gasped.

His mouth left her nipple with a pop and he chuckled.

Quickly he clamped her fiery nipple and began his wondrous mouth magic on her other breast.

His lips burned as he suckled her. The area between her thighs pulsed warmly. Juices escaped her and worked their way down over her lower hole. Her breathing grew heavy and quick.  Desperation to have him plunging into her zipped along her nerves driving her crazy.