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Authors: Stephanie West
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woman calling themselves bitches, but woe to any man that dared to do the same.
Hope really hoped she just didn't know what the word was. Maybe it meant friend, associate or something. Somehow that didn't ring true though. When the woman said it, it sounded far more formal.
There was only one way to find out the answers to all of her questions.
"Do you mind telling me why I'm here and how I can suddenly understand you?" Hope cringed realizing her question came out far more angrily than she intended. She was attempting to reign in her temper but was failing.
Drogo quickly turned his green eyes towards her.
"Good the implant is working." He said as he stepped towards Hope then stopped cold. "I am sorry for how you were treated."
"Okay that's not what I expected!" Hope mused, but as nice as an apology was that didn't answer shit.
"What the hell is going on?" Hope demanded. "Do you people make a habit of kidnapping women, chaining them up and fucking them? Or am I the lucky winner of this special lottery!?" Hope bit out sarcastically. Well there went the plan to behave.
Drogo cringed and looked stunned by her angry outburst.
"Too bad!" Hope thought.
"Please get dressed and come to my meeting with me." Drogo asked appearing rather contrite.
"Great he's going to watch my every move now, after my botched escape." Hope brooded as she stared up at Drogo trying to gauge his intent.
Again she was confused. He looked genuinely sad, and he had manners as he asked her to come with him. What was with these aliens, did they have multiple personalities or something? One minute he's a deranged humping beast and the next a gentleman.
"I wish I had time to explain, but I must meet with the four ambassadors. When that is done I will explain everything. Just know that I'm sorry."
A part of Hope wanted to resist doing anything he asked, but she wanted answers, and he seemed apologetic and willing to give them after some meeting.
Hope grabbed the clothes the woman had brought and looked them over, noting they were similar to what the alien woman had worn herself. Hope started to release the blanket to pull the skirt on, and Drogo turned away from her.
"Why bother with modesty now?" Hope wondered. He'd had his face shove deep into her ass merely hours ago.
At least the longer they were awake the more normal Drogo acted. He hadn't growled once at the woman that brought her clothes. So that was good.
"Hey what's your name?" Hope asked realizing she'd been calling him something she invented.
"Viper." He said as he turned back towards her.
Viper, that seemed appropriate.
"What are you called?" Viper asked, his eyes diverted while Hope adjusted the stretchy tube top, that was nearly too small for her boobs.
"My name's Hope."
Viper took her hand before she could pull it away. He bowed deep as he raised her knuckles to his forehead.
"Hope." He repeated her name, almost reverently, in greeting. The gesture was sweet and had her even more confused about the man.
Hope was sore and tired and had no clue who these ambassadors were or why Viper felt the need to bring her along. Again she debated pitching a fit to see if he'd leave her alone in the room. But it was better to go see this ship and maybe learn something useful.
"Ready?" Viper inquired.
Hope really wished her outfit had a bra and panties with it as she tugged again at the sagging top. Her tits were way too large for the band of fabric, nearly spilling out over the top and bottom. Viper seemed to notice that fact as well.
"Well I'm ready as I'll ever be." Hope sighed in resignation. At least she wasn't naked.
Viper reached out and placed his hand on her bare shoulder intending to lead her out.
Hope flinched as his hand brushed the bite mark.
"Sorry." He said a bit frustrated as he shifted his hand to her other shoulder.
"It'll be fine unless you have rabies or something."
It was a bit mean, but then again it was a jagged nasty bite he'd inflicted on her. She didn't know,
Hope really hoped she just didn't know what the word was. Maybe it meant friend, associate or something. Somehow that didn't ring true though. When the woman said it, it sounded far more formal.
There was only one way to find out the answers to all of her questions.
"Do you mind telling me why I'm here and how I can suddenly understand you?" Hope cringed realizing her question came out far more angrily than she intended. She was attempting to reign in her temper but was failing.
Drogo quickly turned his green eyes towards her.
"Good the implant is working." He said as he stepped towards Hope then stopped cold. "I am sorry for how you were treated."
"Okay that's not what I expected!" Hope mused, but as nice as an apology was that didn't answer shit.
"What the hell is going on?" Hope demanded. "Do you people make a habit of kidnapping women, chaining them up and fucking them? Or am I the lucky winner of this special lottery!?" Hope bit out sarcastically. Well there went the plan to behave.
Drogo cringed and looked stunned by her angry outburst.
"Too bad!" Hope thought.
"Please get dressed and come to my meeting with me." Drogo asked appearing rather contrite.
"Great he's going to watch my every move now, after my botched escape." Hope brooded as she stared up at Drogo trying to gauge his intent.
Again she was confused. He looked genuinely sad, and he had manners as he asked her to come with him. What was with these aliens, did they have multiple personalities or something? One minute he's a deranged humping beast and the next a gentleman.
"I wish I had time to explain, but I must meet with the four ambassadors. When that is done I will explain everything. Just know that I'm sorry."
A part of Hope wanted to resist doing anything he asked, but she wanted answers, and he seemed apologetic and willing to give them after some meeting.
Hope grabbed the clothes the woman had brought and looked them over, noting they were similar to what the alien woman had worn herself. Hope started to release the blanket to pull the skirt on, and Drogo turned away from her.
"Why bother with modesty now?" Hope wondered. He'd had his face shove deep into her ass merely hours ago.
At least the longer they were awake the more normal Drogo acted. He hadn't growled once at the woman that brought her clothes. So that was good.
"Hey what's your name?" Hope asked realizing she'd been calling him something she invented.
"Viper." He said as he turned back towards her.
Viper, that seemed appropriate.
"What are you called?" Viper asked, his eyes diverted while Hope adjusted the stretchy tube top, that was nearly too small for her boobs.
"My name's Hope."
Viper took her hand before she could pull it away. He bowed deep as he raised her knuckles to his forehead.
"Hope." He repeated her name, almost reverently, in greeting. The gesture was sweet and had her even more confused about the man.
Hope was sore and tired and had no clue who these ambassadors were or why Viper felt the need to bring her along. Again she debated pitching a fit to see if he'd leave her alone in the room. But it was better to go see this ship and maybe learn something useful.
"Ready?" Viper inquired.
Hope really wished her outfit had a bra and panties with it as she tugged again at the sagging top. Her tits were way too large for the band of fabric, nearly spilling out over the top and bottom. Viper seemed to notice that fact as well.
"Well I'm ready as I'll ever be." Hope sighed in resignation. At least she wasn't naked.
Viper reached out and placed his hand on her bare shoulder intending to lead her out.
Hope flinched as his hand brushed the bite mark.
"Sorry." He said a bit frustrated as he shifted his hand to her other shoulder.
"It'll be fine unless you have rabies or something."
It was a bit mean, but then again it was a jagged nasty bite he'd inflicted on her. She didn't know,
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