Chapter 10

Chapter Ten

I t was a simple abode with a clean dirt floor and tiny windows. I remember reading how tidy ants were. They were considered some of the cleanest insects on our planet. It was apparently the same on this one.

I could see at a glance that, like an ant nest, there seemed to be little openings into different rooms located at the rear of the space.

"Are one of these the bathroom?" I muttered.

"Yes," Yoane answered, oblivious to the fact that it was a rhetorical question.

Hovyk sat down on a low stool near a large table and swung me off his shoulder to position me face down over his lap. I groaned as my milk-heavy breasts hung as heavy as my head, which was near the top of his boots.

"Hucow Molly," he announced like this was the start of a tribunal, "you are being punished for needlessly risking your life and disrespecting your caregiver."

Rather than just blurt my defense, I raised my hand to speak.

"Yes?" Hovyk inquired.

"Where can I go to the bathroom?"

"If we do not reach you in time, just use the corner of your stall."

I snorted my laugh. "That's fucking gross."

"We'll clean your stall in those rare instances."

Time for me to turn the tables and get out of this mess. "I wish you all would have told me this before my ignorance almost got me killed this morning. Had you done your duty as a caregiver and made sure I understood what to do, I might not be in trouble now. I only want to be a good hucow for you all."

The silence was deafening. And then it was interrupted by very quiet squeaking sounds.

I lifted my head to see the three communicating in a way that I could not comprehend. Considering I was equipped with an internal translator that allowed me to understand and naturally respond to their language, this must be using stridulation.

"You are correct, Molly Maiden," Hovyk finally allowed. "Therefore, I will only punish you for being disrespectful."

"Will you please help me understand how I was disrespectful so that I do not do so again?"

"Of course." Wow. He seemed pleased. "When you are given an order, you are to obey immediately. Hierarchy is how order is maintained."

"That is something else I didn't know," I confessed.

"No?" I felt the leaf being ripped away from my skin. "Are you sure, little hucow? Did you truly not know you had to do what Gyanys tells you? Not even a little bit?"

His rubbing of my sore ass was distracting me. "No. I didn't…know…"

Well, I guess I knew in the way that all kidnappees do, which is the need to follow their captor's directions to avoid getting on their bad side.

Hovyk was lulling me, and I was caught in that place between hypnotic slumber and dreamy arousal. I was kind of hoping he'd rub me lower, take the edge off the emotional trauma I endured after witnessing a brutal execution.

"Did you know that we can smell when you are lying?"

"Really?" I whispered.

"Yes."

"Huh."

I felt movement and turned my head to look up. I say Gyanys handing a strip of leather to Hovyk. "You're still going to punish me?"

"Yes, little hucow. While we didn't explicitly tell you, you instinctually knew to be obedient, and you chose to ignore that instinct."

"Oh." I went limp. "So you want to hurt me?"

"I will discipline you, but not harm you. Then we will milk you."

The promise of milking perked me up a little. I doubted the belt hurt as much as my tits did— or the ache in my pussy. And having grown up with fucking bullies as siblings, my tolerance for pain was fairly high.

I startled at the first swap of alien leather hitting my tender skin. I had forgotten Hovyk already spanked the fuck out of me on the walk to the hobbit house.

The stripes peppering my ass in thighs burned so bad that my eyes began to water.

"Not until she cries," I heard Yoane confirm during a brief hesitation. "She must contritely assure you that she will not repeat the offense, it says . "

This seemed to make Hovyk increase the strength of the blows. And finally, I did break. If only to end my suffering.

"Please, stop," I sobbed. "I said I would be good. See? I'm crying. The punishment should be over."

"It's not over quite yet," Hovyk replied.

The alien picked me up and carried me to the table. He put me face down, resting on my shins and forearms with my forehead against the table and my ass on my heels. I was thankful for the planet's temperate climate that allowed me some relief from the throbbing pain. I could literally feel the breeze coming through the windows against my burning skin.

My pussy was practically leaking from the experience, the channel aching to be filled. And my breasts had filled to the brim with milk again. At this point, I couldn't say for sure which hurt worse. I just knew I was miserable.

I gulped hard and hiccupped and sniffled pathetically.

"What is needed for the second part?" he asked Yoane quietly.