Companion 3000 by Evangeline Anderson

Chapter 1

“Spread your legs for me, Leita. Now.” The deep voice seemed to rumble through her, vibrating her bones as she lay naked on the bed.

“Master, I…” She swallowed hard, feeling the trembling excitement take her. He loomed over her, a man-shaped shadow, huge and frightening. But that was part of the pleasure—the knowledge that he could hurt her but wouldn’t. She couldn’t see his face—she could never see his face. Her Master was always in the shadows. What little light there was shone behind him, outlining his broad muscular shoulders as he bent over her.

“Do it. Or do I have to do it for you?” Large warm hands, calloused from hard work, slid slowly up her ankles, taking their time, exploring the shape of her bare legs.

“Oh—” Leita gasped. He was being gentle but she could feel the power in those hands, the power to punish her. The power to make her obey. This was part of it too, knowing that he wouldn’t take no for an answer. Knowing that he would master her completely even if she begged him to stop. But she didn’t want him to stop.

“Open for me,” her Master commanded. “Want to see your sweet little pussy all spread open for me, Leita. Want to taste your hot cunt while you come all over my face.”

Leita bit back a gasp as the forbidden words turned her insides molten. Goddess, how could he make her so hot just by talking, just by telling her what he was going to do?

“Please,” she whispered. “Please, I don’t know…”

“Don’t know what? Don’t know if you want me to eat your pussy?” he demanded, pressing her legs farther apart. “Because that’s too bad, baby. You don’t have anything to say in the matter. I’m gonna spread open your hot little cunt lips and suck your clit and tongue-fuck you until you come for me. Understand?”

Leita nodded breathlessly. She could feel those warm, calloused palms sliding up her inner thighs, opening her, getting her ready for him. He was so strong—so utterly merciless. So completely in control of her body and the entire sexual scenario playing out between them. It gave Leita the freedom to relax utterly, to give in completely to the illicit pleasure she was feeling. But as much as she wanted to, she couldn’t relax. Couldn’t stop the feeling that her heart was trying to pound its way right out of her chest and run for cover.

“Please,” she whispered again. She tried to cover her naked sex with her hands, only to find that she couldn’t move. Someone had tied her wrists above her head with some silky but utterly unbreakable material. She felt the start of panic but with it came the edge of pleasure, as razor-sharp as a finely honed knife. Her Master would do what he wanted and there was nothing she could do to stop him. Nothing at all.

A warm puff of air against her heated sex made her jump, but he stroked her soothingly. “That’s all right, baby girl,” he murmured in that deep, gravelly voice, softer now that he sensed her nervousness. “You don’t have to be scared—I’m not gonna hurt you. Just gonna eat your sweet pussy until you come. And there’s nothing you can do about it, all right?”

“Y-yes. All right,” Leita gasped, feeling the muscles in her belly twitch with tension. “Yes, I…I understand.”

“Good,” he growled. “Then just relax and let me taste you, baby. Just give in and let it happen.” He bent his head to the heated well between her legs again and she felt his thumbs on her swollen pussy lips, spreading her wide, baring her wet, slippery, heated interior to his sight, to his touch.

Leita clenched her fists in their silky bonds. She could almost feel his tongue on her now, could almost grasp the pleasure her Master had promised her. She was so close…so close…

She was awake, sitting up in bed, panting and drenched in sweat. She was also alone.

“What’s the matter, having bad dreams again?” a sleepy voice asked from the pillow beside her.

Leita McLain jumped in surprise, then sighed. All right—she was alone except for Schneider, but her sarcastic best friend hardly counted. True, he was male, but he was also a Tarbian—an ET species completely incompatible with humans. At least sexually.

“Frustrating dreams is more like it.” Leita got out of bed and threw on a robe, making her way to the softly glowing info-cube suspended above her desk. There was a soft patter behind her and she turned just in time to see Schneider jump up on the desk and curl up under the cube, distorting the image. He loved the heat from the projection source.

“Schneider,” she sighed, nudging him with her elbow as she pulled on the sensor glove she used to manipulate the cube. “Come on, I have serious work to do.”

“Sure, some work,” he grumbled, reluctantly scooting his long, sleek body to one side. Leita had seen pictures of animals from Old Earth that Schneider somewhat resembled. She thought they had been called “otters”. Then again, he also looked a little something like a cat—one of the few domestic animals that had survived the flight from humanity’s abandoned home world.

“It is work,” she insisted, calling up her company’s monthly records as proof. “See, I have to go over some figures.”

Leita owned a small but profitable mining company on the far fringe of an asteroid belt on the edge of the Centauri solar system. She had inherited it from her parents, brave pioneers who had built the business from the ground up. The entire thing was completely mechanized, from the droid ships that went out to collect the ore she was after, to the sorting machine, to the refinery where the ore was smelted into metal and poured into molds. Once a month a company ship would come to collect the molded bars and cart them away to more civilized parts of the system, parts Leita longed to visit but couldn’t.