Blue Planet (sci fi, D/s, wife) Chapter Four, part 5

They sat there for a long period in silence. Debbie pondered what she should
do now. According to what she had been told, what she understood, the only
way she and Robert could get back to their own time, their own world, would
be to go to yet another strange planet. But she immediately recalled that the
identity of that planet wouldn’t occur to her until after the transfer had
been made. Had that been deliberate, she wondered. An added incentive to
force her into this cute, little event against her will? She thought for a
moment she might just head straight back to the space port, board a craft
heading back to Earth, storm into the office of the so-called President, grab
the little shit and shake him until his teeth rattled, until he told her the
location of the planet that would send her and Robert back where they
belonged, and to hell with this mission. But something told her that was as
futile as anything else. That her returning to a planet she’d just left would
be noted somewhere, by someone, and that eyebrows, or at least the alien
equivilent of eyebrows would be raised, questions asked and her false
identity most likely discovered. Every possible sidestep she could think of
to get around what she was sent here to do seemed to lead to a blank wall
that sloped away back toward… toward…. She sighed heavily and thought of
Robert… her husband… whom she had saved herself for. She sighed again. "Kal"
she said quietly. He turned to look at her. "Yes, Jem?" he said. "Stand up."
This time it was his turn to hesitate. "I do not understand" he said quietly.
"I’m supposed to have bought you, right?" she said, not looking at him. He
nodded slowly. "Yes, Jem" he said. "Then stand up." She nodded at the floor
in front of her. "There. And face me." Again he hesitated but then rose,
stepped to the indicated spot just out of arms reach from her. This time,
however, his arms seemed awkward, as if he didn’t know what to do with them.
Debbie slowly raised her eyes and let them trail down over him. He was
gorgeous she thought to herself. If she’d have seen him back in her own time,
she might have even considered giving herself up to him instead of waiting
for Robert to enter her life and become the center of all her thoughts. "Turn
around" she said, her voice growing husky. Slowly he rotated, allowing her
gaze to sweep over him, across his broad, strong shoulders, down his tight
waisted back and the rounded, appealing curves of his backside. When he’d
completed the rotation he stopped, staring down at her, his brows knit in
concerned confusion. Debbie drew in a deep breath. "I want you to go down,
find Sandistra and tell you I requested a glass of her most powerful… drink.
She’ll know what I mean." Kal’il hesitated once more. "Jem Alaasha, I do not
- " "I know" she said, cutting him off. "Just do it please. Before I change
my mind." His expression flowed from concern to understanding to sympathy and
finally to admiration. He bowed, turned and walked toward the door. As he
arrived, Debbie called out to him. "Kal." He stopped and turned back to her.
"Make that two glasses. Large ones." Kal felt his own stomach flutter as he
nodded, turned and reached for the door handle. He returned in a few moments,
holding two large goblets, to find Debbie still seated on the edge of the
platform, her posture unchanged. He quietly closed the door, bumping it with
his hip until it latched with a click, then stepped across the room to her.
"Jem Alaasha" he said quietly. Slowly she looked up at him, and there was
something in her expression that caused him to draw in a surprised breath.
She slowly rose from the platform and stared him in the eye. "My name" she
said quietly, evenly  "is Debbie." He smiled gently. "Debbie. That is a
lovely name." She reached out and took one of the goblets looking him in the
eye, her gaze probing and warm. "How quickly does this stuff work" she said.
He shrugged slightly, his smile a bit embarrassed. "I do not know" he said.
"Let’s find out" she said, raising the goblet to her lips. He mirrored her
movement, the goblets touching their lips, which parted to receive the sweet,
slightly burning fluid that they drained in a few swallows. Instantly Debbie
felt the liquid flowing down inside her, burning from her throat like
electric fire, but sweet and tingling. It did not stop when it reached her
stomach but seemed to light a path of fire straight down to her pussy which
clenched and began trembling. She moaned and the goblet slipped from her
hand, landing with an almost inaudible thunk on the soft surface of the
floor. Debbie felt the heat roar through her, as if she had been doused in
flame that had itself been suddenly ignited. Her entire universe seemed to
collapse down the beautiful man standing before her, his smell, the warmth of
him, the anticipation of him. She could feel her nipples draw tighter than
they had ever been in her life and begin to throb and ache in time with the
now rapid beating of her heart. Her stomach was fluttering, rolling in great
waves, and her pussy seemed to cry out in sensation at her of a need that
could not be denied. Without thinking her hand turned and found him, cupping
him through the loin cloth. She realized with a shuddering rush of lust that
his cock was both massive and already throbingly erect. She turned her hand
so that she could partially get her fingers around it and gasped when she
felt its girth. She slipped her hand slowly up its length and when she
thought she was dreaming she moaned with need. "Kal" she croaked, barely able
to speak. He moaned in reply, his entire body gone rigid at her touch. "Fuck
me. Now" she commanded. His hands shot upwards and found the top of her gown,
quickly, expertly parting the small clasp at the neck and pulling roughly
downwards. The cloth tore as it was wrenched from her body, leaving her
naked, her skin glowing with lustful heat that seemed to enflame him even
more. With a sudden hard tearing he ripped the loin cloth from his own body
and his massive cock sprang free, dropping forward and brushing against
Debbie’s flat stomach, causing her to such in a small sob of animal longing.
Then he was pressing her back, her legs pushing against and finally
surrendering to the edge of the platform, causing her to tumble backwards as
if she was falling into a cloud of shimmering, soft fabric. Before she could
recover his arms slipped under her legs and lifted them, spreading them,
opening her even as she felt her calves coming to rest on his wide, hard
shoulders. She felt him press forward, her own body curling, her legs now
visible no more than a foot in front of her eyes. She wanted to scream like a
crazed animal and stab him into herself. She could feel her pussy leaking,
oozing with wet lust that flowed down over her ass and was puddling beneath
her. Quickly she reached around her own hips, turning her spine and grasping
until her hand found his cock and her eyes shot wide with delighted surprise
to discover that there were two, one directly beneath the other, the lower
one smaller and thinner but no less hard, no less hot. "Oh God" she wailed at
this discovery "I love you!"   Wrapping her fingers around the larger of the
two she pulled, imploringly and felt it brush against the aching lips of her
pussy. He was above her now, his torso held up, hovering on locked arms, his
eyes fixed on her with a mindless urgency of pure lust. "Now" she hissed,
"fuck me now. Fuck me to death!" His lips pressed forward and she felt the
monster of his cock parting the lips of her pussy, slipping into her, filling
her. "Oh my GOD!" she wailed as the sensation of pure, raw, complete animal
driven fucking flooded her, the cock pressing deeper and deeper, not even
pausing as it battered against and tore the hymen asunder and then stabbed to
her very depths, the hot head of it pressing against her cervix. She was a
virgin no longer, this alien cock having taken her innocence and shredded it
on this soft, lustful bed and she was struggling to suck in a breath to
replace the one his penetration and driven from her body, when suddenly the
impaling monster began to withdraw, it’s girth scraping and caressing every
nerve of every wall of her now defiled pussy. She exploded with a sensation
she could not have imagined in her most wicked dreams, her body tensing and
snapping beneath him as a feeling of fire and ice and the heat of the sun
that was her first cumming roared through every fiber of her flesh, shooting
a gush of her cum splashing from her pussy in abject surrender to the power
of this cock that now possessed and owned her. But before she could recover
from the inconceivable pleasure of that first eruption of her womanhood, she
felt the impaling, hot demon begin to drive into her once more, and this time
the smaller cock was against, then spreading and finally filling her asshole.
She arched her back and loosed a scream of pure animal delirium as her second
orgasm tore her mind to shreds and yet more of her wet cum literally squirted
around his cock, splashing over his thighs. She was dying from this the
somehow understood… dying to everything she had been and everything she had
known, and was being violently reborn as a fully developed woman… a woman of
power, of lusts and needs that she would never deny again. She felt his two
impaling cocks now strike her depths and reverse direction, slipping from her
once more, and when they plunged deeply into her a third time the rippling
fireworks of lights that danced in her closed eyes  shot the next orgasm
through her. Then he was stroking, long, hard and powerfully and each
impaling seemed to cause waves of hot, hard pleasure like sparks flung from
clashing swords to shoot from her body in every direction to the ends of the
universe. Suddenly his body tensed above her and she instinctively knew what
was about to happen. Her arms shot out and grabbed his waist, fingers
clutching, pulling him hard against her. "Yes, my love" she cried "fill me!
Fuck me! Cum inside meeeeee!!!!!" Kal cried out and his hips shuddered as he
buried himself to the depths in Debbie’s body, and an instant later the cum
began to shoot from the head of both his cocks, flooding her pussy and ass.
Debbie exploded in the most massive cumming yet, her body arching hard
against him, every muscle tensing, straining, surrendering to this ultimate
assault, as his thick, hot cum shot through the cervical cap and flooded her
womb. Her own juices squirted from her pussy in blazing streams and it seemed
as if she soul had been ripped apart and was gushing her spirits blood from
the wound of her lust. Another hot spurt of his cum shot from his cock
straight passed her cervix and her womb filled with it. And then, as the
first flow of his cum was pumped up to the farthest reaches of her fallopian
tubes, the bonding of the genetic material took place. With an explosion of
searing white light in her brain Debbie’s mind was overwhelmed with
flickering visions of cells, formulas, equations, billions of them, piled one
on top of another in a mad rush that caused her overloaded body to stiffen
and begin trembling. The flashing bursts of symbols, numbers, schematics with
lines and curves and indecipherable images flickered faster and faster as the
very cells of her pussy absorbed the data and struggled to store it. Within a
fraction of a second it had all merged into a blistering, blinding white
light that enveloped her, causing yet another explosive orgasm that made her
entire body thrash wildly beneath him before it suddenly went limp. Kal’il
moaned and collapsed on top of her, both of them panting heavily as if on the
verge of drowning. Neither could move for a long moment. "Oh shit" Debbie
finally managed to muttered between deep, aching gasps of breath. "It is
done" Kal growled between coughs and wheezes as he struggled to breath. "No
shit" she breathed in amazement. After a few moments Kal’il managed to force
himself up and over, flopping onto his back beside her. They lay, spent and
limp, next to each other for a long moment, slowly regaining their ability to
breath normally. "You see why it was necessary to do it this way" Kal managed
to say between deep breaths. "Oh lover" Debbie said "I wouldn’t have it any
other way." She giggled deeply, finally able to raise her hands and allow
them to float down over her body, passing gently over her breasts, flicking
the tight, erect nipples, and gliding down her stomach. She could feel that
she was coated with a slick, sticky fluid she knew was their co-mingled cum
and she gave a little squeal of delight as she stroked down to her pussy,
gently cupping her hand over it, feeling the heat of it against her gently
pressing palm. "So" she said, feeling the delightful tingle at the ends of
her toes "how do I… you know… pass it along?" "That I do not know" Kal’il
said, his voice beginning to dull, the edges of it slurring slightly. Debbie
rolled her head to look at him and saw that his eyes were slipping closed.
She grinned, wickedly, suddenly feeling an infusion of energy and renewed
need. "Oh no you don’t" she said with a warm delight, pushing herself onto
her side and reaching to grab is still hard upper cock. "Mmm?" he said,
opening his eyes and blinking as if to try to clear his mind.	     ‘I own
you, remember" she said, her voice becoming firm as she squeezed his cock,
causing him to moan. "And I’m not done with you yet." "But" he said, his tone
weakly imploring "Jem Alaasha.." "No buts, my love" she said, suddenly
pushing herself up and throwing a leg over his hip, her hand directing his
upper cock at her pussy, then pressing down to deeply impale herself on it.
She growled with animal satisfaction and enjoyed the shiver that rolled
through her body, then reached behind herself as she lifted halfway off the
upper cock, moving the lower one until it was against her asshole and then
straightened and drove down hard onto him, impaling herself doubly once more.
"I want the second volume" she growled "Now."

Curled on her wide, plush resting place below, Sandistra gave a small,
self-satisfied grin as the cry of her valued customer and her new property
echoed down the stairs. How long could they continue she wondered. That was…
what, the sixth coupling so far? Seventh? Ah me, she thought. I really must
get myself a genuine prince some day. They seem so sturdy. She lifted her own
goblet to her lips, knowing she must be available to show her customer out
when she finished and was ready to depart. She drifted off to sleep some
hours later to yet another round of cries of billowing pleasure from
upstairs.