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bronzed flesh. On Earth, Tyler was considered pretty tan, but here, compared to the dark maroon of Blessed’s skin, he looked positively pale.
“You mark so easily.”
Rather than answer with words, Tyler nodded. He looked at Blessed, wondering if he had left a corresponding mark, but there wasn’t anything there other than beautiful, burnished skin.
Blessed dropped the end of the leash and walked away.
Unsure what was happening, Tyler stayed right where he was and waited. Eventually, Blessed returned. He was dressed in his clinging pants, his wrist gauntlets, and his massive boots. He lifted up the leash, turned, and strode toward the door.
Tyler followed because he knew if he didn’t the leash would just yank him along anyway. Blessed wouldn’t even have to strain to pull him behind him. He didn’t want to look like a disobedient dog being dragged by an angry master, so he double-timed his steps to keep up with Blessed.
They left the room and went back along the same path the invisible man had led Tyler up. When they reached the lobby, or what Tyler thought of as the lobby, he realized that this time it wasn’t deserted. This time, there were all kinds of curiously formed aliens, and every single one of them seemed to be looking right at Tyler.
Oh, God, please don’t let him sell me off . Tyler glanced at the flash of uniquely structured creatures with skin the color of everything from curdled milk, to dog poo, to a blobulus creature with a sheen like gelatin. Some had one eye, some had two, but most seemed to have at least three. All of them were looking at Tyler, and he really couldn’t tell if they were hungry, horny, or both.
Desperate to stay with Blessed, Tyler kept his steps lively so as not to do anything to piss him off. Distracted by an alien with purple hair that looked like spaghetti, he realized he needed to hustle to catch up or he would have too much tension in his leash.
In his haste to get closer to his angry master, Tyler overcorrected and ran right into Blessed’s back. This threw Tyler off balance, and he stumbled to the floor. The leash went taut, and it pulled right out of Blessed’s hand.
In slow motion, the leash crumpled to the floor.
Tyler’s heart sped up when Blessed turned to glare at him.
Obviously angry, Blessed put his fists on his hips. The hubbub in the general vicinity ceased, and Tyler knew without looking that every eye in the place was riveted. He wanted to utter a thousand apologies, but if he did he would violate Blessed’s order to remain silent. All Tyler could do was look up the powerful length of Blessed’s body and wonder what punishment he would mete out now.
Chapter 10
Blessed wanted to bellow at Tyler, but if he did, he would be displaying emotions around those he did not know. It would be foolish to do so. He reminded himself that a man of power did not yell because he didn’t need to. Everyone within earshot would listen attentively to him even if he whispered. Blessed held his tongue, reeled in his anger, and simply glared at his Earthling.
Slowly, Tyler climbed to his feet.
The hush that had fallen over the room deepened.
Tyler gathered up his leash, and Blessed’s entire body tightened. If he showed defiance here, before all these curious eyes, he would destroy Blessed’s reputation forever. He should have gone over the rules with him. He should have had his devotee question Tyler at length to make sure he understood what was and wasn’t proper form in public. To his further consternation, Blessed’s devotee exited the elevators, entered the main room, and stood as transfixed as the others.
Lowering his head, Tyler offered out the bundled-up leash.
Everyone, including Blessed, heaved a sigh. Some were from disappointment, some, like Blessed’s, were of relief. Tyler had corrected his misbehavior in a curious way by showing his undying loyalty and subservience to Blessed. Moreover, his mark was clearly visible across his slave’s
“You mark so easily.”
Rather than answer with words, Tyler nodded. He looked at Blessed, wondering if he had left a corresponding mark, but there wasn’t anything there other than beautiful, burnished skin.
Blessed dropped the end of the leash and walked away.
Unsure what was happening, Tyler stayed right where he was and waited. Eventually, Blessed returned. He was dressed in his clinging pants, his wrist gauntlets, and his massive boots. He lifted up the leash, turned, and strode toward the door.
Tyler followed because he knew if he didn’t the leash would just yank him along anyway. Blessed wouldn’t even have to strain to pull him behind him. He didn’t want to look like a disobedient dog being dragged by an angry master, so he double-timed his steps to keep up with Blessed.
They left the room and went back along the same path the invisible man had led Tyler up. When they reached the lobby, or what Tyler thought of as the lobby, he realized that this time it wasn’t deserted. This time, there were all kinds of curiously formed aliens, and every single one of them seemed to be looking right at Tyler.
Oh, God, please don’t let him sell me off . Tyler glanced at the flash of uniquely structured creatures with skin the color of everything from curdled milk, to dog poo, to a blobulus creature with a sheen like gelatin. Some had one eye, some had two, but most seemed to have at least three. All of them were looking at Tyler, and he really couldn’t tell if they were hungry, horny, or both.
Desperate to stay with Blessed, Tyler kept his steps lively so as not to do anything to piss him off. Distracted by an alien with purple hair that looked like spaghetti, he realized he needed to hustle to catch up or he would have too much tension in his leash.
In his haste to get closer to his angry master, Tyler overcorrected and ran right into Blessed’s back. This threw Tyler off balance, and he stumbled to the floor. The leash went taut, and it pulled right out of Blessed’s hand.
In slow motion, the leash crumpled to the floor.
Tyler’s heart sped up when Blessed turned to glare at him.
Obviously angry, Blessed put his fists on his hips. The hubbub in the general vicinity ceased, and Tyler knew without looking that every eye in the place was riveted. He wanted to utter a thousand apologies, but if he did he would violate Blessed’s order to remain silent. All Tyler could do was look up the powerful length of Blessed’s body and wonder what punishment he would mete out now.
Chapter 10
Blessed wanted to bellow at Tyler, but if he did, he would be displaying emotions around those he did not know. It would be foolish to do so. He reminded himself that a man of power did not yell because he didn’t need to. Everyone within earshot would listen attentively to him even if he whispered. Blessed held his tongue, reeled in his anger, and simply glared at his Earthling.
Slowly, Tyler climbed to his feet.
The hush that had fallen over the room deepened.
Tyler gathered up his leash, and Blessed’s entire body tightened. If he showed defiance here, before all these curious eyes, he would destroy Blessed’s reputation forever. He should have gone over the rules with him. He should have had his devotee question Tyler at length to make sure he understood what was and wasn’t proper form in public. To his further consternation, Blessed’s devotee exited the elevators, entered the main room, and stood as transfixed as the others.
Lowering his head, Tyler offered out the bundled-up leash.
Everyone, including Blessed, heaved a sigh. Some were from disappointment, some, like Blessed’s, were of relief. Tyler had corrected his misbehavior in a curious way by showing his undying loyalty and subservience to Blessed. Moreover, his mark was clearly visible across his slave’s
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