Chapter 9

Chapter Nine

M y breasts were driving me crazy. The discomfort had woken me from my nap. I wiggled myself around, so they were on the cool material, but that only helped for a little while. When I'd been naked on my bed in the barn, the material had absorbed any milk seepage. Now my milk got caught in the leaves of the vines and left me with uncomfortable wet spots to lay in. Fuck. I was going to need to let off some pressure or I might just explode. Or at least that's what it felt like.

Ignoring the discomfort was not an option at this point. If the aliens didn't milk me soon, I may get desperate enough to actually give in and apologize. The more I tried to take my mind off my poor, aching breasts, the more I couldn't think of anything else. They felt hard and I swear I'd gotten even bigger in my sleep. I'd kill for some pain reliever.

With no way of measuring the passage of time, I wasn't sure how long I'd slept. Glancing at the couch showed me that Taclan was taking a turn guarding me, but he appeared fully engrossed in whatever was on the tablet in his hands.

Desperation drove me to attack the vines holding me hostage. The fence was made of a smooth metal with no jagged edges, but I see-sawed the vines back and forth and prayed for a miracle. I wanted to get the hell away from this fucked up situation. I was sick of being treated like a lowly farm animal. If I could free myself from the fence, I'd worry about the vines holding my wrists together once I was out of the dome.

Exhaustion was setting in, but I continued attempting to break loose. Taclan hadn't looked up once, so I kept going. I could have wept with joy when the first strand broke free but contained my excitement so as not to draw attention. I went over my options as I worked. Running seemed like a safe bet. I'm sure someone on this stupid planet had a way of getting back to Earth. Maybe I could bribe them with milk…it was the only thing I had.

When the last vine snapped, I crawled under the fence furthest away from Taclan. I had to get on my belly and worm my way under, my trapped hands making it even more difficult. My ginormous breasts almost didn't fit, but I finally made it through.

I stayed low, attempting to stay out of sight, but I didn't know if anything in here could cause harm to a human, so I was careful not to touch any of the plants. The door was not where I thought it should be. Fuck me. The dome was a lot bigger than I'd thought. Backtracking seemed like the best plan. Sweat was pouring off my body, and I was getting more and more frustrated.

When I spotted the door, I took off running toward it. Fuck being stealthy. I needed out. I tried running my hand over the screen like the alien had done, but nothing happened. Pressing my hand against it, then randomly stabbing at it produced the same result. The symbols that appeared meant nothing to me.

A rustle came from behind me. Panicking, I went with what worked at home. When in doubt, pound the crap out of it. My clasped fists rapped against it desperately.

"Come on you piece of shit. Let me out!"

"I'm sorry. I don't understand that command," a feminine voice replied to my plea. "How can I be of service?"

Huh. The dome talked.

"Open the door, please."

"Certainly. If you would like to give me your destination, I will bring up a map and show you the fastest route," the voice said.

After glancing over my shoulder, I nodded eagerly. "The nearest airport. Or spaceport. Umm, somewhere I can charter a spaceship," I blurted out.

"Certainly. The red dot is where you are currently standing. The blue is the Milky Way Space Station with flights leaving twice daily."

I wiped the sweat off my forehead with my bound wrists and studied the map that showed up on the screen.

"Thanks." I stepped outside and took off running through the garden, looking for places with the most coverage. All I needed was to stumble into a farmer while trying to run away. Running with my hands tied was not as easy as it sounded. But I didn't want to waste time trying to free my wrists.

When I heard loud shouts coming from the dome, I sped up. I'd hoped it would take them longer to discover my escape. I'd kill for a pair of runners and some damn clothes. My foot hit something hard, and I went down. My poor aching breasts felt like they were on fire when I hit the ground. At least I was on soft grass.

"Fuck!" I lay panting for a moment before jerkily getting to my feet and taking off again. Zigzagging through the enormous plants while trying to find a way out.

"3592!" The shout came from behind me. "We know you are out here. Zara informed us that you left the dome."

Another voice came from my left. "It is not safe for you in the garden. Show yourself, 3592, before you get hurt."

"Fuck that," I whispered to myself as I kept going. My breathing sounded loud in the near silence of the garden.

"You are only adding to your punishment, 3592," the loud bellow was way too close for comfort.

Fuck me, the assholes are boxing me in. I turned abruptly, trying to distance myself from the bellowing alien. Something sliced across my cheek, forcing a short scream before I could bite it back. My hands came away from my face covered in blood when I instinctively reached up to check how bad it was.

A branch from a towering shrub wrapped around my arm, slowing my run. I yanked away, and more blood flowed out of my body. Vines came from nowhere, slithering around like snakes and attempting to wrap around my legs. I bit my tongue and jumped over them, kicking out at the overzealous flora.

"We can smell you've been injured, 3592. As can our garden. Some of our beauties would love to feast on your blood, so it would be best to stop running."

The plants want to eat me? Holy shit, I gotta get out of this goddamned alien nightmare.

I slid around a corner and saw a fence up ahead. Please let it be safer on the other side. Ignoring the tears streaming down my face, I ran for all I was worth. According to the map, I just had to head south once I was away from the farm.

My forward trajectory was brought to an abrupt halt as I was tackled to the ground. When I tried to look up, all I could see was yellow. I screamed out my rage and pain, struggling to free myself.

Taclan pulled his robe off my head, so I was able to see. He held me tightly. "Be still, 3592. We need to get to the path for your safety."

Osin arrived and wasted no time in picking me up off the ground where I was still struggling. "What were you thinking?" His deep voice caused a shiver to run through me.

He threw me over his shoulder, swatted me across the ass, and strode back through the garden. Before I knew it, we were back at the door to the dome.

The disappointment running through my body vied with the pain of my abused body and rock-hard breasts. Every brush against my chest caused more agony.

"Please put me down," I gritted out, not wanting to admit how sore I really was. My will to fight had diminished rapidly with each step back toward the dome.

Osin ignored me as he carried me through the dome and into the washroom, Taclan and Exton close behind. Fuck my life.

He set me down and held my arms until I was steady on my feet. When he let go, I sank to my knees and leaned forward into a ball, choking back a sob. Moisture flooded my eyes before overflowing down my cheeks. I'd failed. And now I'd have to face the consequences. My cheek burned. My skin was itchy. Even though I hadn't made it far, I was a hot, stinky mess. Cows didn't have the luxury of deodorant. All I wanted to do was sleep.

One of the aliens bent down in front of me, but I kept my head tucked tight against my knees.

"We will heal you, 3592. Get the med pack."

The water turned on and warm sweat smelling liquid flowed over my body, taking away some of the itch. I don't know how it worked, but the water didn't need me to move. It streamed its way into every nook and cranny till I was clean. It gave me a moment of relief from the pain in my breasts, but it didn't last. When the water touched my cheek, I let out a low groan of pain before biting my lip to silence myself.

Warm air followed. Once it had done its job, hands grasped me under my arms and pulled me into a standing position until I was facing Exton. He scooped me up, bridle style this time and carried me to a couch near where I'd been tied to the fence.

"This shouldn't hurt," Osin said as he sat down beside me. He ran a strange rod over my check and then my legs and ankles. The pain and itch disappeared…except from my breasts. I was desperate for relief.

"No," Osin growled when he saw my hand reach out.

I was so done. "Fuck! Fine. I give up. Please, please just milk me already." I cursed my weak body.

"We've been researching how to domesticate wild cows, so we are now better equipped to deal with your misbehavior," Taclan said, ignoring my begging.

"Who knew humans had perfected the art of submission?" Exton pulled something from his robe, but I couldn't tell what it was.

Osin patted my knee. "Yes. The BDSM videos taught us exactly what unruly cows need. We didn't understand, but now we do."

"What? No," I exclaimed. "BDSM isn't for cows. It's…" Ah fuck, how the hell do I explain that yes, it was about submission, but it was also about boundaries, trust and consent. Things these kidnapping shit for brains had no understanding of.

"Silence," Taclan growled. "You will only speak when asked a question."

I was shocked into silence when he pulled his robe off and his extra set of arms casually folded it and laid it on a chair nearby. Yes, he had two sets of freaking arms. I didn't know what to look at first, the extra arms or his bare chest. Holy hell did he have muscles.

The loose harem style pants did little to hide his muscular thighs. A part of me couldn't help but be curious about their dicks. Would they be human-like or freaky deky like the extra arms?

And then things got even freakier. He reached up to take his face off and turned to put it on a nearby shelf. Huh. I thought I'd been looking at their faces and here they'd been in masks. Did I want to know what their real faces looked like? It could be even worse.

"Since you will be our personal cow, we decided to allow you to see us without our exoskeletons. We thought it would make you more comfortable if you saw our more human sides," Taclan explained.

I nodded my head, not really paying attention.

I heard rustling noises from the other two and guessed they were also removing their robes, but I was too busy waiting for Taclan to turn back. When he did, my jaw hit the floor. He was an exotic beauty. His eyes were larger than human normal, wider and a shade of blue that I had no word for. They were light-blue similar to an aquamarine gemstone.

Someone placed a hand on my back, and I turned to see the remaining two standing beside me in a similar state of undress. If you just looked at their heads, minus the huge freaking antennae on Taclan, they'd almost pass for humans. Their lips were wider and lusher than most, noses shorter and flatter than average. Osin's eyes were a dark blue. Exton's a deep purple.

Their skin looked soft and inviting as did the silver hair that hung down their backs. Holy fuck, these aliens were hot. Even with the extra arms.

"Since you decided to run away, we didn't have time to finish the spanking bench we were making," Taclan said casually. "So, you will have to get on all fours to take your punishment."

I gaped up at him. "Seriously, you don't understand–"

"Now, 3592!" Taclan wasn't messing around.

When I didn't move fast enough, Osin nudged me off the couch. My mind was spinning. Was I really going to allow these three to dominate me? What choice did I have? Shuffling around, I got up to my hands and knees.

"Will you please hook me up to a milker once you are finished?" I begged once again.

"It depends. If you follow instruction and learn obedience, we'll consider it," Exton replied.

I squinted my eyes shut and bit my lips so I wouldn't sass back or glare at the asshat.

"For every spank you receive, you will thank us with a moo ," Osin added in a serious tone.

I blew out a big breath of air and a giggle escaped. "Moo," I giggled.

I looked over my shoulder to find Exton standing with both pairs of arms crossed. "Why is she laughing?"

There was really no good explanation for my hilarity, but once I'd started, the laughter just spilt out of me. "Moo-oo," I tried out, my head falling forward with my laughter.

Something hard landed against my ass causing me to jerk forward. "Fuck, that hurt."

"Now you can moo." Taclan's smug voice made me want to smack him.

Goddammit, was I really going to do this? I hung my head in shame. "Moo."

Another smack landed.

"Moo."

Another. And another. I continued the stupid moos. Every single spank might as well have landed on my breasts for the pain it caused them.

This was not fun. Or sexy. Tears leaked down my cheeks. Fucking aliens.

Hands ran through my hair and jerked my head up. I stared up at Taclan. "Poor cow. Have you had enough?"

I nodded my head.

"Okay. We will move onto the next step," he said casually. "We will take turns fucking you into submission."