THE ALIEN’S POSSESSION

BY ADRIAN BLUE

© Copyright 2017, Adrian Blue, All Rights Reserved

aroline shifted against the bars of her cage and tried not to look past them. The sight of the
C other crying creatures would only make everything worse. She was painfully aware of the
movement of the monsters who held her captive. They circled the cluster of cages like great
white sharks.
Beyond the whimpers of her fellow captives and the stomping footsteps of the monsters
was a dull roar. It had grown increasingly louder since the cages had been unloaded from the
ship. Caroline had a terrible feeling that the excited crowd was why they were there.
She lay her head back against the cage and closed her eyes. Less than a day ago, she was
worrying about finding a job and how she would pay rent. Now, she doubted she would ever see
her planet again. Not for the first time, Caroline wished she could communicate with the other
creatures in the cages.
They were an assorted mix of humanoid creatures. They were every color of the rainbow,
some covered in feathers, others in scales or smooth skin. Most of them were smaller than her,
dainty even. None of them looked anything like the large troll-like aliens that had kidnapped her
from Earth.
And not a single one had tried to escape. It made her think they knew more about the
hopelessness of the situation than she did. The crowd’s roar suddenly fell to a hush, and
Caroline’s eyes flew open. Now what? She frowned through the bars at her captors.
They growled at each other, motioning toward the cages. Caroline sat up straighter. One
of the lumbering monsters headed for her cage. Before it reached her, another one grunted
something. The monster went to the cage beside Caroline’s instead.
The creature inside let out a terrified whine as the large monster reached inside and
grabbed it by the ankle. Caroline flinched on the creature’s behalf. While the creature continued
its pathetic cries, she noticed it did not fight its captor’s hold. Odd.
Caroline followed the two of them with her gaze until they passed through a doorway out
of sight. A moment later, the cage on her other side was being opened. She watched with wide
eyes as another creature was carried away. What was happening?
The crowd was still quiet as if waiting for something. More of the monsters converged on
the cages until every other cage was empty. Caroline hunkered down in the back of her cage and
glared at the half-dozen captors surrounding her. They grunted at each other, motioning toward
her.
The cage door swung open, and one of them reached for her. Obviously expecting her to
go without a fight, it growled when she slapped its hand away. She caught a flash of movement
from the corner of her eye. Before she could react, a metal rod poked through the bars and
touched her shoulder.
A wave of energy flowed through her, and she went limp. No matter how much she
struggled, her muscles would not obey her. She could do nothing when the monster reached for
her again. It dragged her out of the cage and tossed her over its shoulder, carrying her from the
holding room.
She could see nothing but the ground far below her and the back of the monster’s legs.
The lighting changed as soon as they left the holding room. The dim overhead lights grew as
bright as spotlights. Caroline glanced to the side to see a vast sea of darkness.
She got the vague impression of figures in the shadows, but most of the light came from
above her. The monster suddenly stopped. There was a dizzying moment when her captor
lowered her to the ground at its feet, and she crumpled to her knees.
A low murmur began in the darkness. Caroline glanced both ways. She was in the center
of what appeared to be a stage. The other creatures from the cages were kneeling on her left,
forming a line. As if they were some kind of presentation.
The murmur grew louder, and Caroline squinted into the shadows. She could not see the
walls or ceiling, but she got the impression the room was large, cavernous even, and filled to
capacity. She could feel the eyes on her. Goosebumps popped up on her arms at the sensation of
eyes crawling over her bare skin.
She had not had time to worry about her torn dress or the amount of flesh she was
showing, but she now felt every bare inch acutely. Movement across the stage jerked her out of
her thoughts. One of her captors stood at the edge of the stage, facing out into the darkness.
A loud beep sounded from somewhere above her. The murmur of the crowd faded to
silence. The monster began to grunt in what Caroline assumed was some kind of language. After
a short speech, it turned to look at her and the other captives.
Two monsters came from the back of the stage to stand behind the creature furthest from
Caroline. It took her a moment to realize what she was seeing. The monster at the front spoke as
it pointed to the small, terrified creature. It was interrupted every few seconds by a shout from
the darkness.
It was an auction.
 CHAPTER TWO

aroline tried to still her shaking as the other creatures were auctioned off one after another.
C From the sounds of abject misery they let out, being sold to the monsters in the darkness
was a fate worse than death. Once they were sold, they were led off stage.
Soon, the creature next to her was sold and led away. Caroline stared into the dark with
wide eyes. What was out there? More monsters like the ones who had taken her? Two captors
came to stand on either side of her. Even if her trembling legs would hold her, she doubted she
could get past them.
As the bidding started, her eyes darted from the auctioneer to the shifting figures in the
shadows. It seemed to go on longer than the others. Finally, it was down to two distinct voices
shouting from the dark. The voices grew louder as the bidding grew fiercer.
Caroline slowly rose to her feet. The shouts paused for a moment before restarting louder
than before. Both sounded determined to win the bidding war. The mood in the room changed.
Caroline could almost feel the rest of the crowd trying to move away from the bidders as if they
did not want to get in the middle of what could become a physical fight.
The moment the thought entered her mind, one of the voices roared. Immediately, the
sounds of a scuffle filled the air. It continued until one voice howled in what sounded like pain
before cutting off abruptly. The other voice roared again, and the room fell silent.
After a brief pause, the auctioneer grumbled something. The lone voice growled in
answer. Caroline was too shocked to struggle when the two monsters behind her leaped into
action. They hurried to get her off the stage as if afraid to make the fight’s victor wait.
Caroline expected to return to the holding room, but the monsters half-carried and half-
dragged her down a set of stairs and off to a side room. She looked around the crowded room.
All of the other auctioned creatures were there. As she watched, a giant, purple creature placed a
mechanical collar around a smaller creature’s neck.
She did not have to be an expert to know a mark of ownership when she saw it. The large
creatures filling the room were even more terrifying than the troll-like monsters that had taken
her from Earth. She caught glimpses of talons, fangs, and claws as she crossed the room.
The thought of one of them being in control of her life sent shivers down her spine. What
could one of the huge creatures want from her? She glanced at one of the small creatures. It
appeared to be preening while its new owner petted its head. Was that it? Was she a pet?
The fear she had felt from the small creatures seemed to be all but gone. Was the auction
something other than what they had been expecting? Caroline peered around her, feeling a bit of
her fear fade as curiosity took its place. Now that she paid closer attention, none of the small
creatures appeared upset.
Most of them looked pleased. They huddled close to the large creatures near them. There
was no indication that they were unhappy about their new lot in life. Caroline’s head spun from
the sudden about-face. A huge hand dropped on her shoulder, and she jerked her attention back
to her captors.
Her eyes widened when she realized they were standing several feet from her, neither one
of them touching her. Caroline slowly turned her head. She looked up and up further to meet the
eyes of the largest creature in the room. It, or rather he, looked down at her with the most
startling green eyes she had ever seen.
She thought she should probably be afraid, but she was filled with fascination instead.
His skin was a faint purple, splotched with gray, and he was built like he could move mountains.
Caroline’s eyes strayed to his arms. Each bicep was the size of her waist. Without her
permission, her eyes drifted lower.
He appeared to be pure muscle. A loincloth hung low on his hips, leaving his massive
thighs bare. She had the unsettling thought that the creature in front of her could snap her like a
twig. She licked her lips nervously.
His huge hand appeared in her line of sight a moment before he gently grabbed her chin.
He tipped her head back. His emerald eyes studied her closely. Caroline forced herself not to
tense when his other hand stroked over her hair. He was not hurting her, but the feeling of that
powerful hand on her was creating all kinds of feelings.
A finger, the size of three of hers, lightly stroked over her lips. Caroline parted her lips
and flicked her tongue against the tip of his finger. His motions paused. He cocked his head
curiously. The hand on her shoulder rose to cup the back of her head, and claws tickled her scalp.
Caroline shuddered at the surprisingly pleasant feeling.
She drifted under the gentle petting, lightly sucking on his finger. His pleased purr
drained the rest of the tension from her. It was an odd situation, but she had always been
adaptable. She could handle being a favored pet. Probably.
Movement off to her side snapped her out of the dreamy state. Caroline watched one of
her captors approach with wide eyes. Was she doing something wrong? Her gaze flew to the
massive creature’s emerald stare. Did he not want her? He purred again, deeper, more like a
growl.
His finger slipped from between her lips, and he cupped her chin. With a hand in her hair
and another on her chin, she could not follow her captor’s progress when it moved behind her.
She tensed at the feeling of something closing around her neck. It took her a moment to realize
what it was. A collar.
Her captor immediately moved away. Caroline raised a trembling hand to touch the metal
band. It was pleasantly warm and almost weightless. If she didn’t know she had it on, she would
not have realized it was there. It had to be a tracker or something. Why else would it be metallic?
“You understand?”
 CHAPTER THREE

aroline’s heart stuttered in her chest. A translator. She looked up into green eyes and
C nodded, even as her mind spun with questions.
“My possession,” he growled. He lightly brushed her hand away from the collar. “No
touch.”
Caroline dropped her hand to her side, more out of shock than obedience. Possession. She
stood still while he fiddled with the collar, seemingly ensuring it fit properly. When he was
satisfied, he gave her his full attention again. Caroline swallowed hard.
She could not remember ever being the focus of someone’s complete attention. It was an
oddly pleasant feeling. She started to smile when she noticed their surroundings. At some point,
while she was focused on the creature in front of her, the activity in the room had changed.
It took her a moment to make sense of what she was seeing. Figures were intertwined, the
small figures sprawled across the larger ones or pinned beneath, desperate pleasured sounds
falling from their mouths. Caroline inhaled sharply, and her eyes flew back to the green ones
staring down at her.
The hand in her hair settled on the back of her neck. She tensed as he drew her closer.
Her gaze nervously dropped to his loincloth. Her hands twitched at her sides as she fought not to
shove away from him. She had a feeling it would not go well for her.
Caroline stumbled forward and had to catch herself against the firm muscles of her
owner’s abdomen. His skin was warmer than hers and thick like leather. She was so caught up in
the feeling she forgot what he wanted from her for a moment. She mentally shook herself and
eyed his loincloth.
Surely, she could do this. How difficult could it be? She reached for his loincloth with
shaking hands. Before she could make contact, he growled and caught her hands in a firm grip.
Caroline looked up in confusion.
He released her hands to grip her waist. Caroline gasped as the floor was suddenly far
beneath her feet. She grabbed the first thing her fingers touched, his muscular forearms, and tried
not to panic. What was happening?
“What are you doing?” she asked, trying to sound calm.
For a moment, she thought he would not answer her. He lifted her until his face was level
with her belly. Caroline sucked in her stomach and tried not to struggle.
“Tasting what is mine.”
Caroline stared down into his eyes. She frowned in confusion. What did that mean?
Before she could move to stop him, he lifted her a few more inches and nuzzled his face into the
apex of her thighs. Caroline gasped. She went rigid with shock, her mind unable to comprehend
his actions.
Hot breath caressed her, and her owner inhaled deeply. Caroline shivered at the rumbling
growl that vibrated up from his chest. He nuzzled deeper between her thighs until there was only
her panties and the fabric of her torn dress to separate her most private place from his mouth.
Caroline’s back arched at the sensation. Her body moved without her permission, one
knee drawing up to perch on her new owner’s shoulder. It left her wide open. When another gust
of hot breath tickled her dampening folds, she reached between her legs.
The second her dress and panties were out of the way, her owner’s grip on her waist
tightened, and a long tongue lapped at her. Caroline moaned, head falling back. She raised her
other knee and gasped as her owner’s tongue slid down to flutter over her entrance.
It tormented her for several seconds before finally sliding inside her. Caroline cried out at
the feeling of the thick, wet muscle stretching her tight pussy. Her owner growled, pleased by her
soft whines. His tongue stroked her inner walls before pulling back to lap at her swollen clit.
Every touch sent pulses of pleasure through her, making her pussy clench and drip her
wetness onto her owner’s waiting tongue. Caroline’s thighs shook as he licked and sucked at her,
driving her closer to losing control. Her hips bucked at a particularly hard suck to her clit, and
her thighs clamped around his head.
Her owner groaned and pulled her hips closer, urging her to grind against his face. To
take her pleasure. With a shuddering gasp, she gave in. Caroline jerked her hips uncontrollably.
Pleasure seized her, one wave rolling into another and another until she could do nothing but
whine and shake in ecstasy.
 CHAPTER FOUR

aroline went limp, only gasping when her owner softly bit her inner thigh. She fell into a
C light doze. She was vaguely aware of being carried from the room and down several
hallways. A door opened and closed, and suddenly, it was quiet. Caroline blinked her eyes open.
They were alone in a large room. From the sight of the massive bed in the center of the
room, it was a sleeping chamber. She only had a moment to take in the room’s sparse furnishings
before she was airborne. Her owner lightly tossed her into the center of the bed and reached for
his loincloth.
Hazy and still buzzing from the pleasure, Caroline blinked up at him. She knew she
should be afraid, but she could not pull her eyes away from him. He casually untied one side of
his loincloth and tossed it aside. Caroline’s eyes widened.
“Show yourself to me,” her owner grunted.
Caroline shakily reached down to pull her dress up to her waist. At his impatient huff, she
wiggled out of both her dress and underwear. He looked her over closely, growling in what
seemed like approval. A strange feeling fluttered in her belly. Caroline ran her hands up her ribs
to cup her breasts.
At the sight, her owner moved forward to the edge of the bed. His green eyes almost
glowed with the intensity of his gaze. Caroline rubbed her nipples, biting her lip at the shock of
pleasure. She pressed her thighs together and looked at him from beneath her eyelashes.
“What am I to you?” she whispered.
He reached out with one large hand and grasped her thigh. His fingers were long enough
to completely encircle her leg. He tugged her down the bed toward him. Caroline’s eyes widened
as she looked down her body at his huge cock. It was rock hard and pointing toward her eagerly.
 “Mine!” he growled.
Caroline yelped as he suddenly grabbed her. They fell to the bed in a tangle of limbs. She
came to rest, straddling his hips, his cock bracketed by her thighs. His hands settled under her
thighs, pulling her tight against his chest. Caroline shivered at his rough skin rasping against her
hard nipples.
She arched into it, inhaling shakily at the first nudge of his cock at her entrance. He
slipped inside her, filling her slowly. He was huge, but her pussy was soaked from his earlier
attention, and he slid inside easily. His cock head nudged against a particularly sensitive spot
inside her, and she whined.
“Yes!” she gasped. “There!”
Her owner’s chest rumbled with a pleased growl. He raised her until his cock almost
slipped free before plunging back in. Caroline’s mouth fell open in a wordless cry. She gripped
his shoulders hard and nodded for more. He huffed in what seemed to be amusement and did as
she asked.
He set up a fast rhythm, bouncing her on his cock as she gasped for breath. She could
hear how wet she was each time he plunged inside her, her soaked pussy clinging to him. She
buried her face in his chest to smother her moans.
“No!” he growled, thrusting harder. “I want to hear you.”
Caroline cried out. She dug her nails into his tough hide as the pleasure rose. Her body
pulsed in time with his thrusts, each one sending a shock of ecstasy through her. She squeezed
her thighs around what she could reach of him, squirming in his grasp.
She did not realize she was doing all the work until his hands moved over her sweat-slick
skin. He massaged her breasts and stroked her inner thighs as she moved in his lap. Every touch
moved her closer to ecstasy. The heat built inside her until her whole body felt like a live wire.
Her breathing hitched, and her eyes fastened on her owner’s emerald gaze. The pleasure
slammed into her hard enough to make her scream. Her pussy clamped down tight on his thick
cock as she pulsed over and over. She was vaguely aware of shaking and crying as he thrust into
her, rolling one orgasm into two and then three.
When he finally stopped, her body was twitching with aftershocks. Caroline went
completely limp, collapsing forward against her new owner’s chest. His massive hand settled on
the back of her neck, and he began to pet her. For a brief moment, she considered fighting the
comfort. She sighed instead.
Her heart took several minutes to slow from its frantic pace. Once she could breathe
again, she raised her head. Her owner was watching her with what seemed to be curiosity. His
hips twitched between her thighs. Caroline gasped at the feel of him inside her, still as thick and
hard as before.
“You please me greatly,” he rumbled.
Caroline licked her lips. Already, she felt the anticipation building in her again. The
promise of pleasure. When her owner tumbled her back onto the bed, she happily wrapped her
legs around his waist. There were certainly worse fates than being an alien’s possession.

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