“He told you right,” La’le’la said. “Means the prospective buyers can’t ‘try you out’ before the auction.”
“Try me out?” I looked at her in horror and then glanced at her tail, which was made of long black fibers. “Is that whatyourtail means? They get to—?”
“Oh, they don’t get tofuckyou—it’s not like that,” La’le’la said. “But theydoget to tweak your nipples and shove their cocks in you, just to see how they like the fit—ya know?” She shook her head. “I’m not looking forward to that—it’ll make my Heatsomuch worse!”
“Your, uh, Heat?” I looked at her uncertainly.
“Sure. We Torvians go through Heat before our Mating Cycle. It’s one reason the Korrigons were able to label us as ‘animals’ and dominate our planet.” She sounded bitter. “When a female Torvian goes into Heat, sheneedsto get fucked.” She shifted restlessly on the thin purple palate beside mine. “And I’m needing pretty bad right now. Not that this damn thing will help me.” She nodded down to the long tail made of silky black fibers that was protruding from between her pink butt cheeks.
“But…” I cleared my throat. “Won’t, er, having prospective buyers ‘try you out’ help with that?”
“Afraid not.” She shook her head. “See, having a black tail means they can try you out, like I said—but only once. Meaning they just slip it in and hold it there a minute—no thrusting or coming allowed andthat’swhat I need—for a male to shoot his seed in me.” She sighed. “Well, maybe I’ll get what my body wants during the Pet Show afterwards.”
“The Pet Show?” I asked, frowning. “There’s going to be a show after the auction?”
“Oh, yeah.” She nodded her head knowledgably. “All the Masters who pay to attend the auction sign a binding agreement to participate in the Pet Show afterwards with at least one of the Pets they purchase. It kind of raises the profile of the event, you know?” She shrugged. “Anyway, it’s possible that whoever buys me will put me in the show, and we all know how these kinds of shows end.”
“Wedo?I mean,Idon’t,” I protested.
“Why, with the pets getting fucked, of course! That’s the whole point of it.” She looked at me like I should have known that. “Haven’t you ever been in a show before?”
“No, never.” I shook my head. “Although my, er, previous Master got me ready to be in one. I mean, we did a lot of training.”
I thought of my “training” with Sir and a shiver ran down my spine. If onlyhewas the one who would buy me, I wouldn’t mind a bit participating in the Pet Show with him. But the idea of being with any other man that way turned my stomach.
“Well, you’re gonna be in this show, I bet,” La’le’la said, eyeing me speculatively. “I mean, you’re obviously a fancy pet—a rare, expensive breed.” She leaned forward and sniffed at me. “And you’ve got the scent of a HighBorn Korrigon on you, too,” she added. “It’s faint but it’s there—the other Korrigon buyers will smell it. Bet the bidding will go through the roof when you’re brought to the block.”
I wondered how in the world I could still smell like Sir after two weeks and numerous showers and baths, but apparently I did and his scent on me would be a big selling point.
“I…wasowned by a HighBorn Korrigon,” I admitted, since there didn’t seem to be any point in denying it. “But he…he sent me back home. He didn’t want me anymore.” My eyes were stinging as I spoke and suddenly the longing for Sir that I had been trying to push to the back of my mind nearly overwhelmed me.
“Aww, sweetie—don’t cry.” La’le’la looked at me anxiously. “You don’t want to ruin your looks before the auction! It’s real important to look your best so you can get the highest bid and the richest Master. That way you’ll be living in the lap of luxury when all this is over.”
“I don’t care who buys me,” I said bleakly. “The only one I want is my old Master—the only one I want is Sir.”
“Maybe he’ll change his mind and come looking to buy you,” La’le’la said comfortingly. “I bet he’s missing you as much as you’re missing him, sweetie.”
“You’re very kind,” I said, sniffing. “But if he wanted me, he wouldn’t have left me in the first place. Besides, he doesn’t even know I’m here. In fact, he doesn’t even know I’m in the samegalaxyas him! For all he knows, I’m back on Earth. Not that I was very happy there, either,” I added.
“No? Why not?” La’le’la asked. “Tell me all about it—maybe it’ll help distract you from missing your old Master.”
“Well…” I sighed and swiped at my eyes. “I guess it can’t hurt…”
We talked for a long time. I told La’le’la about my crappy job with Great Aunt Maizy and her yappy little dogs and how I had been sleeping on my sister’s couch.
She frowned.
“So you’re a pet who used to take care ofother pets?”
“A lot of them,” I said grimly. “And there was a new litter of puppies recently, which basically doubled the workload. But tell me aboutyourlife,” I said. “I’m curious about your people and how you live.”
“Well, sure,” La’le’la said amiably. She told me about her life on Torvia Prime and how she had been raised to be a pet from her earliest childhood.
“I always knew I would belong to a Master,” she said, sighing wistfully. “It’s a better fate than what most of my people get. The males of my planet are sent away as laborers or skilled craftsmen and the females are either maids and cooks in the rich Korrigons’ households or Sex Pets with Korrigon Masters. I have a pretty face and asvengallapussy so—”
“Excuse me,” I interrupted her. “Awhat?”
“Oh, asvengallapussy. It’s especially tight and plump and it molds to the shaft of whatever male enters me to give him special, individualized pleasure,” she explained. “It’s considered extremely desirable in a Sex Pet.”