Princess Rei - 02

Blurry objects begin to come into focus as the human carries me down a metal passageway. He enters a small room filled with lights, panels, and several of their display screens. Indecipherable writing and baffling images surround me. The human tucks my unresponsive body under a console and sits in a padded chair. Straps, moving on their own volition, spring out of the chair and bind him into place.

Where am I? Why such a tiny room? All consoles seem to be within easy reach of his long arms. What does it mean?

From his place on the raised platform in the center of this tiny room, he moves with smooth casual ease. Performing actions he’s repeated thousands of times. His hands play across the consoles. Pressing buttons and swiping across display screens.

After a few moments, the beeping stops.

“It’s about time, Captain Perry,” says another human, his voice coming from a console. “I’ve been trying to reach you for nearly half an hour!”

“My apologies,” says the human sitting next to me. “I was enjoying one last walk before liftoff.

Captain Perry.

He was in father’s meeting. The freighter captain who stared at me so rudely.

Wait. Liftoff? What's that?

"I don't know how you endure it. Weeks of solitude in the depths of space," the distant voice said, "only stopping for a few short days before leaving again."

"Not many of us are left. We can't compete with the megacorps in the inner systems. That leaves the fringe, with all of its dangers," turning predatory, his gaze drops down to me, "And all of its opportunities."

“Why chance it? Put in an application. I’m sure we’d hire you.”

Captain Perry laughs, “No thank you. Only an independent captain in the void between the stars is truly free. Nothing else comes close. Even on a newly colonized world, no matter how lawless, you're forced to balance your needs with your neighbor's. Your desires with theirs. This freighter may be old, but it's mine. My word is the only law. My desires, and my needs, are all the matter."

"God's law governs everywhere," says the distant voice, disapprovingly.

These humans, always talking about their god.

"Of course," says Captain Perry, "God's law is my law. A righteous man desires to follow god's commandments before all else."

"You are cleared," says the voice coming from the unseen human. "Go in peace, under his holy light."

"Under his righteous will," says Captain Perry, "may peace be unto you."

The room begins to reverberate as Captain Perry’s hands dance over the consoles, bringing the nearly inaudible hiss of their communication system to an end.

"Most importantly," he says to the empty air, "all the inner systems, along with most of the fringe, are filled with fucking insane fanatics," he said, "space is the only safe place left for someone that isn't part of your damnable religion."

A moment later, an invisible hammer falls, crushing my entire body into the steel deck. At least, that's what it feels like. A great weight presses down. Overwhelming vibrations rattle my bones. Moment-by-moment both grow in intensity. For an eternity, I can't breathe. Can't think. Blood rushes in my ears, and the world begins to spiral into darkness.

Suddenly, all goes silent. The invisible weight crushing me vanishes, and I drift up off the floor. Only the paralyzing drug stops me from flailing in panic.

I'm flying!

The human reaches down and pulls me into his lap. With one hand, he turns my head, forcing me to look out the window. No... Not a window. A porthole.

Space. Goddess, I'm in space!

My world, everything I’ve ever known, hangs suspended in the void. Blue oceans. Jagged brown and black, mountains capped with snow. Swaths of green, in hundreds of different shades. White clouds painted across the sky.

For an endless moment that I'll remember for the rest of my life, I'm lost in wonder. Awestruck at the image before me. I forget all about my kidnapping, about being traded to this human, about everything but the exquisite perfection I beheld.

Until he rips my panties off.

Only the paralytic drug imprisoning my mind stops my utter shock from showing.

"Princess," he says, "you belong to us, my ship and I. For the rest of your life, you're nothing more than our toy. A plaything to use and abuse however we desire."

As he speaks, his fingers run through the tiny patch of thin silver fur between my legs. Humiliating me. Confusing me. When he releases me, I hang in the air. Floating. Slowly spinning. Bringing him into view.

Our bodies are nearly touching. Less than an arms-length apart.

The human, Captain Perry, has short cropped hair and a thick black beard. Both with a few streaks of gray. Powerful arms, thicker than my legs. With a strange economy of motion, he removes the straps holding him in place. His belt, also removed, drifts slowly up towards the ceiling.

Unabashedly, his cold blue eyes travel slowly up and down my body. Lingering first on my breasts, then between my legs.

My dress!

It's floating around me in a cloud of white lace. He can see my underclothes! From the corner of my eyes, I catch sight of my panties. They drift away, nearly camouflaged by the dress that matches them perfectly.

It's much worse than that.

He's not looking at my panties.

I'm exposed. Completely exposed. Even under the paralysis, my cheeks flush. Goddess, how could I have forgotten. It only happened a moment ago.

"I hope this hurts as much as it does in my fantasies."

Why would he want something to hurt him?

He catches my hair and holds my head still. Facing him. With a cruel smirk, he tugs at his pants, just above his crotch. Sliding something down.

His... penis springs free.

My eyes snap closed, but it's too late. The sight of his huge penis is engraved on my mind. While human females are much larger than I am, most of them are still smaller than the males. How can they do it? How does it fit? Are human female's privates made out of rubber?

Goddess, I've never been so happy that I wasn't in season. Or human.

My eyes snap back open when one hand pins my ankles together. He tugs at my dress, it slides up and off my floating body effortlessly.

I'm naked.

And, I can't cover myself.

Hands grip my waist, pulling me down. Against him, and the privates I'm desperately trying to ignore.

Unable to help myself, my gaze drops down.

Goddess, he's even bigger than I thought. His... It's as thick as my arm. Just a little more and its head would rest between my breasts.

It’s confusing. Just like everything else that has happened. If he's trying to humiliate me, it's working. But, why? Why strip me? Why do this? What's the point? Do they have some strange ritual involving measuring their privates?

If only I could talk.

Slowly and deliberately, he moves me away from his body, and I can't help but feel his penis slide down my skin. He pauses just before I slid all the way out from under it.