My Sexy Maid from Another Planet Part 2 of 3

My Sexy Maid from Another Planet
Part 2 of 3

"Where do I come in?" I asked.

"I identified you some months ago, as you have a certain blood type that matches ours and are also a qualified doctor. Coincidently, I learned that your wife was planning to leave you, so you were the ideal candidate. I got rid of your maid and took her place. Now I am carrying your son, and there are several tasks which we would ask you to carry out on our behalf."

"Which are," I asked.

"I want you to impregnate all these girls and also initiate negotiations with your leaders here on Earth, which will allow us to settle permanently on Earth. We will happily set up here in Africa, the USA, or Europe as it is a multi-cultural society."

"But you are black, and I am white?"

"I know, but we want to include the Zircon population in our negotiations. I have been in touch with Princess Zoe, and she is sympathetic and largely agrees with our aims. They should be here shortly, and in due course, if all goes well, you will be expected to fertilize some young Zircon girls as well. If you were black, I somehow doubt whether we could expect them to join us."

The following day, a small spacecraft landed with twelve blonde girls led by a young, glamorous blonde lady who introduced herself as Princess Zoe of the planet Zircon. She seemed relieved to see me, perhaps gaining confidence that I was white, but I sensed an agitated atmosphere between the two princesses. Jammarree welcomed them all, and soon, the young girls started introducing themselves to each other.

Princess Jammarree had previously arranged for each accommodation to be mixed, with black and white girls sharing each cave. The girls from both planets generally mingled and quickly got used to one another while I joined the two Princesses in the negotiations in Jammaree's room.

Both girls were adamant that they wanted to end the stupid feud between the planets despite opposition from their parents. The main sticking point came when Princess Zoe seemed to resent that Jammarree and I were married. I suggested that I could be married to both of them and that as they were starting a new life, they could make new laws and rules to govern their existence.

This was agreed to, along with changing some of the accommodations. The two Princesses and their followers decided to share accommodations. I started to institute a small medical station, but Jammarree soon reminded me that she was pregnant and Zoe was not. I was invited, or instead instructed, to remedy that situation.

The girls were living two in an accommodation with one white girl and one black girl, and I was instructed forcibly by my two wives that I was to spend nights in the accommodations with the girls. The Rota was worked out by finding out which girls were fertile. I expected that I would soon exhaust myself with all the sexual activity being forced on me, but I soon found that the extra stamina with which Jammarree had somehow endowed me stood up to the rigors of my task.

This went on for several weeks; the girls worked well together, and outline plans were being made to increase and improve the accommodation. I learned a lot about medical techniques and medicines used on the planets and acquired the services of a black nurse called Mandy.

She was one of the three girls who had not become impregnated during my stay there. But Mandy loved sex and would insist on sexual interludes whenever we had a chance.
One morning, to my amazement, I woke to find myself in a space transporter naked and strapped to the rear seat with Mandy, my erstwhile surgery nurse and now my kidnapper, who told me she was a member of the Princesses Oona's bodyguard. Princess Oona was Jammarree's younger sister, and the Queen had ordered Mandy to abduct me and take me back as a birthday present for Princess Oona.

The queen was furious at her daughter's defection and wanted some revenge. Mandy had been ordered to infiltrate Jammaree's unit, kidnap me, and deliver me to her mistress as a birthday present.

Was Mandy very talkative in the early part of the journey? She had, in effect, warned me that her mistress was gorgeous and also could be very cruel and vindictive. But in the latter part of the flight, I noticed she had gone reticent, except for long muffled conversations over the intercom system and some evident agitation.

It suddenly dawned on me that our spacecraft had gone drastically wrong. We were in a sort of spin as we broke into the atmosphere of Tyros. It got boiling inside the cabin, and Mandy was trying hard to get the craft under control.

When I later woke, I found that we had crashed; my electronic seat belt had been released, and I presumed it had been released when the power failed. In the pilot's seat, I saw that Mandy was slumped forward. A quick examination showed me she was dead. I opened the hatch with difficulty and saw that we were in a small clearing in a jungle. I grabbed a scarf that Mandy had been wearing and fashioned some crude protection against my nudity. I could not assess my chances of escape, but I reckoned I had to escape the crash scene to avoid immediate recapture.

I had very little water and no food and set off to what seemed to be a logical destination. The growth was thick and alien, and I was soon scratched, bleeding, and demoralized. I stumbled on for about two days until, to my horror, I found I was back in the clearing where I had started. I could see Mandy's face staring at me through the front window of the Transporter.

At that moment, I prayed for death and collapsed onto the ground, thirsty, hungry, scratched, and bleeding from numerous cuts from thorns. I do not know how long I was there in that condition. The next thing I remembered was being in some dream. I dreamed of being held in a soft cushion and drinking something warm and sweet. Gradually, I returned to full consciousness. I gradually became aware of chattering female voices. I lay there for a few seconds as I tried to get my head together, and then I opened my eyes to find that a beautiful young black girl was suckling me. Gathered around her were four other young ladies, all chattering excitedly. As I opened my eyes, they all started clapping in joy.

The young lady who was suckling me held me tight as she changed breasts and put the other nipple firmly in my mouth. Some eager hands undid my improvised loin cloth, and the chattering increased in volume as they saw my cock. It was getting a lot of fondling, and despite my weakened state, it started to rise to its full operating size.

I was happy to lie there, suckling the sweet milk I was fed, gradually restoring my energy.

Suddenly, the girls went quiet, and the nipple was pulled from my mouth. I opened my eyes to see a tall, slim, beautiful young black lady looking down at me. She smiled pleasantly and spoke.

"Tony, I believe?"

"Yes, how do you know that?" I replied weakly.

"Honey, we knew you were in trouble; Mandy sent a message that she was in trouble, and we were diverted to find you. The Queen was distraught that you were dead after all the trouble it has taken to capture you. I have told her that you have been found, and I have been instructed to take you home. But we are in no hurry, as the Queen wants you as a birthday present to her daughter, and her birthday is still four months away. "

I felt very shocked to think that I had ended up as a sex slave and had been caught up in the politics of space. I could see little hope of rescue, and the future seemed bleak as far as I was concerned. The only slightly redeeming feature was that, as a breeding male, I guessed I would be treated as being of some value. There seemed little point in resisting, so I decided that cooperation would be my only sensible policy until or unless I could find a way of escaping or I was rescued.

"The Princess has instructed us to use your talents on the journey, a promise I intend to keep."

As I looked around, I could see that there were five light brown girls and that they were all linked together by a light chain. It was hard to judge their age, but I thought they looked about sixteen or seventeen. They were all shackled by the ankles; the chain was made of light metal like aluminum, but I guessed it would be too strong to break. She waved to another girl of about the same age behind her, and she came forward, and soon, I was shackled in line with the girls.

"My name is Delia, and this is Tali, my younger sister. We are returning after recruiting some more girls for the breeding farms. They are chained because, technically, they are enslaved, but they are quite keen to come with me, as they only have older men left in their village. Unfortunately for them, we had previously taken all the males captive. They are clamoring for some healthy male company, and I am sure we shall all enjoy your talents many times before we get you home to Tyros City. As she finished speaking, she bent down and grabbed hold of my cock. "I can see that you are built for breeding, Tony, and I promise you that your obvious talents will not be neglected..."

The girl who was feeding me had a strange name, but I referred to her as Mary, and I later found that I had to put my definition of a name for each girl as the names seemed unpronounceable to me. The girls were small and slim. I would not class them as pygmies because they were more extensive, and I guessed their average size would be about 5ft 2" tall. They were full of fun and loved to laugh and giggle a lot; for someone who was feeling as depressed as I was to be with girls like this, and the fact they were invariably demanding my attention helped me enormously.

The attention I received indicated that the girls had not had any honest male company for some time. They seemed to be able to speak in English reasonably well, but they also used a native dialect when they did not want me to understand what they were saying.

For the first two days, I was allowed to rest to regain my strength, with Delia and Tali threatening repercussions on the girls if they tried to use me, but the girls loved to tease me and get me erect, using all sorts of excuses to do it. Sometimes one of the girls would resort to sucking me while the others would hold me down. We all had to wash together, and the girls loved to wash me and get me erect. However, we came out of the stream the third morning after our morning ablutions. They had played with me and got me hard, and as I lay down on the grass, Mary pushed me onto my back and mounted my erection. To my surprise, she was very ready for me, and although she was very tight, I was soon well and truly embedded inside her.

There was no foreplay and no subtlety about our mating; I suppose it was the nearest thing to male rape that I could imagine. I responded with equal enthusiasm, and very soon, she had a terrific climax, which I responded to with one of my own. The other girls gathered around to watch and were awaiting their turn. Delia and Tali stood in the background and did nothing at that stage to intervene.

It was dusk that day when Delia unchained me and took me to her tent in their encampment.

She pushed me down on her mattress as she stripped all her clothes off.

She stood naked in the moon's faint light through the tent flap, looking down at me. She was one lovely young lady, and I was almost immediately very aroused.

She dropped down onto the mattress with me. Her ample breasts were suspended like deep brown clusters, and I reached for them greedily as she fell forward against me. She lay with the entire length of her beautiful body pressed against mine. I could feel my naked hardness pushing against her thighs.

I spent some time caressing and fondling her, getting to know the feel of her nipples and the feel of her breasts. She lay still, enjoying my caresses and increasingly responding with caresses of her own, her lips parted, her tongue pushed between them as she kissed my mouth and nibbled gently at the lobe of my ear.

Her fingers wrapped over mine on her breasts, holding them there. My hand moved down across the roundness of her taut belly. She whispered.

"Tony, you are so different. Is the rumor true that you are from Planet Earth? "

"Yes, that is true enough. I was married to your Princess Jammarree and later to Princess Zoe. Now you have me, but I don't understand why your queen wants me so badly."

"They want you for revenge for Princess Jammaree's behavior and breeding, and that's how it will have to be for you. From now it seems that you will be a top breeder."

"But why me?" I asked.

"Well, the queen hates Zircons, and by taking you, she hurts Princess Zoe and her traitor daughter, Princess Jammarree. She is also keen to introduce some lighter blood into our population. The Princess is instructed to use you and humiliate you, and when she tires of you, I expect you will be sent tone of the breeding farms for intensive stud work."

I knew I could do nothing but give Delia what she wanted. I fingered her black pubic hair, slipping between the hot, wet lips of her clitoris.

She massaged my stiff cock, stroking it gently and encouraging its full size.

She rolled over onto her back and lay with her legs spread wide. She extended her arms, pulling me down onto her.

"I pushed gently into her. She was very tight and hot and wet.

"Harder. Do it harder." Delia cried

I heard her soft moans from a distance. I felt her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me even closer, her ankles locked at my back; I could scarcely breathe; for that instant, I felt as though my heart had stopped. I was conscious only of the fearful beating of the blood in my temples. I thrust myself into her as deeply as I could. I drove into her, pleasing her and punishing her in the same instant. I worked my hips faster, and her head rolled back and forth on the mattress, and she whispered in a muted ecstasy, "Oh, you are good; the Princess will love you. Now shoot that sperm into me and give me a nice boy, baby."

She was enjoying it more, and I could feel my body pulse. I could feel my orgasm coming, and she started going wild. No longer was she holding me tightly against her, but now she was hunching her body into me. She was half crying and half whining as she lunged upward and pulled at me at the same time.

The sound she made was somewhere between a scream and a moan. I know her fingers were digging into my back, and she was trying to pull me inside her so hard it was causing pain in my pelvic area. Her pelvic bone was thrusting against mine so fast and hard that it was painful as I erupted inside her. I thought she was as exhausted as I was when we both collapsed. My weight dropped directly on her. It was at least a full ten minutes before we started moving again. She was still holding tightly to my cock, and I heard the sucking sound as I withdrew from her rather quickly, drawing a sharp groan from her. I rose from her body and got the shock of my life. My groin area was covered in blood.

"You were a virgin? I asked, shocked by what I had found.

"Yes, Tony. Now you know why you are so valuable."

The next day, her sister Tali took me into the surrounding forest to have sex, much to the dismay of my fellow slaves, who became sulky at the demands being made on me by Delia and Tali.

"She was, I guessed, probably only about thirteen or fourteen, but she was a damn sexy young girl and, like her sister, promised to be a natural beauty when she was a bit older.

"You are very big," she whispered as she rubbed his rigid cock.

I grabbed her; hugging her tight, he gave her a long, passionate kiss on her lips. I guessed she was a virgin like her older sister, but she showed no sign of nervousness or shyness at first.

She looked a little excited as she broke away from the kiss. Within seconds, she had dropped her sarong on the grass, and seconds later, I joined her.

She looked exactly what she was, a young teenager, she was very slim and very fuckable, but it was noticeable that her breasts were those of a young girl and not a fully formed woman.

We kissed and rubbed for a long time. I stroked and sucked her breasts and her nipples, and she started kissing down my body.

She started working her way down my body. Tali started running her tongue over my cock.

"Hmmm," she said. "Delia told me you were bigger than most, and she spoke the truth?" I smiled at her, "Too big perhaps for you, and you want to change your mind?"

"Oh no," she said wickedly." I want a baby boy, and if you can, we get a big reward, anyway.

They tell me that proper sex is excellent."

"Well, Tali, you can stop anytime if you feel I am too big for you," I said.

"I still want you to fuck me properly. I have not been adequately fucked yet. "She said quietly.

I licked her pussy, and she responded pretty violently, tossing her body around and moaning.

Tali started to nuzzle my neck, kiss my cheeks, and then my mouth. Her lovemaking had become quite vigorous. We had a long, sensual kiss, and then I pushed her legs apart and positioned myself to go into her.

Then Tali said." Could I come on top? Delia said it was better for me that way?" I was happy to do it that way. As he lay back and let her straddle me, I could see that she was nervous as she tentatively placed the tip of my cock between her vagina lips; she hesitated for a few moments, and then I felt her gradually let her weight settle down on to me.

For me, the sensations were out of this world, she was quite small, and my cock was giant for her, and although she was very wet, she had to let her total body weight down onto me to let it penetrate her. I looked up at her, and there was a hint of nervousness in her eyes, and then she gave me a little smile; I breathed a sigh of relief as I soon saw she was enjoying it. A few seconds later, I felt the resistance as my cock pierced her hymen.

I looked up at Delia's smiling face from behind a nearby tree. She knew I had seen her, and she put her finger over her lips to warn me to keep quiet as she slipped away.

Tali sucked in her breath and then relaxed, she gave a little gasp, but there was very little resistance, and then I was as deep inside her as I could go. She flopped forward onto my body, covering my face with passionate kisses. Then she started moving her hips in unison with me; her moans increased, and she started rolling with enthusiasm. She was giving little shrieks and groans, and I knew that all was well with her and that she was enjoying herself.

I was surprised at the feelings she was giving me. Her vagina muscles were working, vibrating and massaging me as though she was an old pro. But I knew for sure that this was her first time. Quite quickly, I was inching nearer to my orgasm, and to my relief, I felt her body tense as she gave little moans and shrieks. First, she had many petite orgasms, and then her body stiffened, and she gave out a loud wail as she had her first significant orgasm.

She flopped forward into my arms, and we stayed locked together for several moments as we recovered our breath. Then she started kissing me once again with her lovely soft lips as I slipped out of her, and their juices flooded out onto the green grass of the forest.

Both Tali and Delia demanded my services regularly, and as three of the girls, I was chained to have also been virgins. I began to feel quite an expert in hymen breaking.

Our progress to Tyrone, the capital city, was slow but generally pleasurable. We had many rest days. The scenery was quite pleasant, and there were plenty of stops to take advantage of the calm waters, but I was kept very busy with the girls demanding sex and Delia and Tali also demanding my services. It was nearly two months before we reached the outer edge of the city, and all of my female compatriots were now showing distinct signs of pregnancy.

We were hot and exhausted when we eventually arrived in Tyros, and we were put into a stable with some straw and tepid water. I had ultimately come to accept my fate; as far as I was concerned, the prospect of escape was so slim that it was not worthwhile considering.

The girls cuddled up close to me in these strange new conditions; they were a little scared about what would happen to them. I was tired, and I slept soundly with Mary in my arms. I had to admit that this life had some compensations, but I yearned to return with Jammarree and Zoe.

Daylight came soon enough, and the doors were opened to let in the bright morning sunlight and some welcome fresh air on the early morning breeze. The light seemed cheerful and blinded us until our eyes gradually adjusted.

We were still all chained together, and I suddenly had a very quirky thought as I pondered on
how many men back home in England would be delighted to be chained to five stunning, naked, pregnant girls. One of the girls, who always seemed to want me when she awoke, climbed on top of me, demanding my services. I did my best to please her, hoping we were to be parted today. Later, a surly black women warder came in, and we were thrown a handful of food each and given some water bowls. We were treated like dogs.

About an hour later, we heard a trumpet blare, and then we heard a commotion outside.

Suddenly, I looked up from my prone position to see one of the most beautiful black women I had ever seen. Princess Oona was even more stunning in person than I had ever been allowed to believe. She wasn't tall, nor was she short. She had natural curves that would shame any woman I have ever known. She had long, thick, straight hair that hung to the middle of her back and a pair of lips just made for the bedroom. Her nipples, my god, they had to be almost two inches long and as thick as her ring finger.

Her tiny waist made her vast breasts and flaring hips look so much more significant in contrast, and her buttocks were world-class. She was dressed in a sheer white sarong with gold edging contrasting her natural beauty. Her lips had just a touch of bright red lipstick, and she wore a very erotic perfume. Her eyes were like ice splinters when she looked at me, showing no expression.

The sight of her brought my erection to full operating size, and for the first time, she gave a hint of a smile, and then she said in a clear voice.

"Wow, boy, you were sure made for making babies. Stand up, boy." I had little chance to stand on my own as I was roughly hauled to my feet by two of her female guards.

She boldly handled my erection for about a moment until I thought I was going to shoot. Then, turning to her aides, she said. "Take him to the river and wash him. I want him fresh and clean in my bed tonight."

Mary howled and clung to me as they tried to pull me away.

She turned, and I saw her face light up for the first time. It was a lovely smile, like the sun on a dark day.

"I see my new toy has an admirer. I need a new personal maid. Bring her with him; she can wash and clean herself simultaneously."

The pregnant Mary gratefully clung to me as we were led to the river. The other girls all started wailing in dismay as we were taken away.

We arrived at the river, which was shallow enough to wash, as it barely came to my knees.

Princess Oona, her guards, and personal attendants stood on the bank as Mary and I waded into the warm water. Someone threw some soap at us. I caught it and washed myself, but the Princess would have none.

"Leave it—let your woman wash you." I gave Mary the soap, and she started washing me all over, and then the Princess called.

"You girl, wash his cock until I tell you to stop."

Mary started washing my cock, which naturally gave me a full erection.

"Now suck him, girl." She commanded. Mary hesitated, looking up at me desperately, as I had never introduced the girls to it. I realized that she would have to do it, and I gently pushed her head down and inserted my cock in her tiny mouth. I winced in agony as her teeth scraped me, hurting me. The Princess seeing my agony, told me to come out of the water and bring the bitch with me.

She turned to one of her guards, a young girl of probably about sixteen, and said. "On your back, girl." And then she told me to start fucking her.

The poor girl was quite dry, so I and I bent down and briefly licked her, and then I started to insert my cock until eventually I was entirely inside her. I could feel the poor girl guard beginning to respond and enjoy it until the Princesses intervened. I was roughly pulled away and pushed down on top of Mary.

"You finish him off, girl." She commanded.



To be continued