“But, Sir,” I whispered weakly. “I…I didn’t do a very good job. After your, uh, pleasure spines started stinging me, I couldn’t hold still like I was supposed to.”
“I don’t care about that, little one,” he murmured. “You took my cock all the way to the hilt and you let me breed you like a good girl. As far as I’m concerned, you’re the best pet at this damned show.”
“Oh, Sir…” I whispered, cuddling closer to him. “Thank you. I…I liked being bred by you,” I told him shyly. “I was afraid of the idea when you first bought me from the Commercians but, well, it was the most intense experience of my life.”
“Of mine, too, my darling,” he assured me. “Come on—I’m taking you out of here.”
He turned to go with me in his arms, but then we heard a dry little cough behind us.
“A-hem!”
Sir turned around and we saw Mister Takalook standing there frowning.
“Yes?” Sir asked pointedly.
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Mister Takalook demanded, raising one greenish-gold eyebrow at us.
Sir frowned “I bred her like you asked—now I’m taking my Pet home.”
“Wouldn’t you like to take your trophy with you, though?” Mister Takalook asked.
“Trophy?” Sir’s frown deepened in confusion. “What trophy? There’s no way we won.”
“You did not win Best in Show—unfortunately your pet was a bit too, ah,livelyfor that honor,” Mister Takalook said primly. “However, we do have a special trophy for the mostenthusiasticpet and your little one certainly won that.”
He produced a flat disk about the size of the palm of my hand. When he pressed a button on the side, two holograms appeared—a male and a female. The male was behind the female, mounting her, and she was moaning and gasping and writhing under him—clearly enjoying herself to the hilt. (Pun definitely intended.)
“Oh, we won a trophy!” I exclaimed, looking at it with wide eyes.
I felt the rumble of Sir’s laughter deep in his chest.
“Take it, little one,” he told me. “You certainly earned it.”
Mister Takalook put the hologram trophy into my hands and smiled at me.
“Goodbye, my dear. I hope your time with your Master will be long and fruitful.”
“I hope so too,” I said and snuggled more securely against Sir’s chest. I just hoped he had changed his mind now and we could be together forever.
SIXTY-NINE
SIR
Iwas in a bit of a quandary as I carried little one out to my waiting hover cruiser. I had broken my word to her and done what I had sworn I would not—I had bred her. Even now my seed might be finding an egg and she might be getting pregnant with my child, which meant I couldn’t let her go—not even if I wanted to—which I absolutely did not.
Still, keeping her as my pet was against the law. What was I going to do?
I drove home deep in thought, hoping I could find a way to resolve the problem. Because I knew now I had been fooling myself—there was no way I could let little one go—no way I could send her back to Earth and never see her again. In addition to breeding her, I had also sealed our Master/pet bond and now I was so attached to her I couldn’t evenimaginenever seeing her again.
“Sir,” little one murmured from the passenger seat, where she was harnessed securely in place. “I can hear you thinking over there.”
“You what?” I looked at her, startled. “You can hear my thoughts?”
She nodded. “It started a few minutes ago—maybe it has to do with sealing our bond. I can hear you wondering how you can keep me when it’s against the law for me to be your pet.”
I sighed.
“I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, since I took off that damn inhibitor collar so you can use your Mental Abilities again.”