Captain Aelon laughs, looking down at me with satisfaction. Gods, I hate him as he does so – and yet I also realize that the only reason I’m even able to stand at all is because he showed me mercy with his brutal spanking.
He addresses the room – his voice booming over the jeers and laughter of the crowd.
“She can’t even walk!” There is a loud round of cheering. “Let that be a lesson to her!” Then, his eyes flash wickedly. “Though feisty women like Captain Tasha often require repeated training before they finally become docile.”
The Aurelians under his command laugh, elbowing each other and jeering disgustingly. My cheeks burn with shame – the ones on my face, anyway. My other cheeks burn with the impact of a hundred sharp slaps.
As I barely stand there, I glance over and see the horror in Sawoot’s eyes. Iunia grabs my first officer by the arm and yanks her away before we can speak. That’s probably smart – since she’s the only other woman present, and she and I are now surrounded by over a hundred frustrated, horny Aurelian warriors. Each of them, I have no doubt, desire nothing more than to force their huge cocks into the nearest female hole.
But they won’t get that opportunity. Sawoot is led from the room, and Captain Aelon stands protectively over me – his swagger almost possessive.
Realizing the show is over, most of his men return reluctantly to their food and drink.
Most.
A few still watch me intently. They stare hungrily – and I wonder just how true the rumors of the mating frenzy are. Were these Aurelians on the brink themselves? I feel vulnerable enough in the presence of Captain Aelon – but the thought of over a hundred beast-like, frenzied Aurelians losing control of themselves is akin to madness.
“You’re coming with me,” Captain Aelon states – and I’m so grateful to be led from the hungry eyes of those Aurelians that I don’t resist.
I still can’t walk, though – so Vinicus throws me over his shoulder, with my red, bare ass on display to everybody, and I’m carted out of the mess hall and down the long corridor beyond.
The Instigator is huge, but already I’m starting to map the layout. As Vinicus carries me down the hallway, I realize I’m not being taken back to the cell I shared with Sawoot. Vinicus is taking me to Captain Aelon’s private bed chamber.
We reach the familiar doorway, which opens up to that same, enormous room. Once again, I’m struck at just how massive Captain Aelon’s bedchambers are. He’s got a room easily ten times the size of Sawoot’s dorm-style cell. In addition to the huge chairs and table I noticed last time, there’s also a huge bed – big enough to fit a dozen human women like me – plus a long L-shaped sofa, and another immense table. In keeping with what I’d noticed earlier, everything is massively oversized – for me, at least. It’s actually perfectly scaled to these towering Aurelians.
I’m still shivering and helpless as Vinicus carries me across the room and sets me down on the sofa.
I gasp as soon as the soft velvet touches my burning cheeks, and I scramble onto all fours – not wanting to let my ass touch the cushions. I don’t care how ridiculous I look – or how provocative the sight of my bare ass is, shamelessly stuck up into the air. I just need some relief from the pain.
As I kneel there, I drop my pants beside the couch. Although I hate to be nearly naked around Vinicus – knowing how close he was to descending into the mating frenzy earlier – there’s still no way I’m getting into the rough material of those pants any time soon.
Captain Aelon enters the room, having followed us from the mess hall. He gives me an amused glance as I kneel on the couch, naked except for my t-shirt. Then, he looks away again – joining Vinicus as the two Aurelians walk to the beautiful, well-appointed bar in the corner of the room.
Captain Aelon pours three glasses of amber liquid from a crystal decanter – and the recipient of the third glass becomes obvious when the door hisses open once again and Iunia enters.
I shiver, looking up at the three Aurelians – Captain Aelon and his two battle-brothers. Iunia had been escorting Sawoot back to her cell. I hope he got her there safely.
But my concern for Sawoot is secondary to concern for myself. I’m nearly naked, and now I’m alone with three huge, powerful Aurelian men. One, two, or three – it’s all the same. I’m helpless before them. I’d need to wave a gun in their faces to even get them to consider listening to me.
As I kneel there, Iunia looks over at me. His eyes flash as he drinks in the sight of me – my ass up in the air, red and hot.
As if he can read my thoughts, Iunia reassures me: “I returned Sawoot to her dorm.”
Dorm. Doesn’t he mean cell?
It doesn’t matter – at least she’s safe. There might be a hundred horny Aurelians on board this ship, but the bars that keep Sawoot locked in will also keep any ill-intentioned Aurelians out.
“Thank you,” I breathe. Iunia nods in gratification. He seems to respect my concern for my crew.
As I kneel on the couch, I turn and look across the room towards Captain Aelon. I’m no longer sure how to feel about him. In my moment of need, he’d helped me – letting up with that brutal spanking before it broke me entirely.
But why? What does he want out of me?
There’s no reason not to ask directly, so I do.
“Captain Aelon – not that I’m ungrateful, but why did you go easy on me?”
Now that it’s over – now that the decision has already been made – part of me wishes he’d continued to spank me
