Two Worlds Collide (An Erotic Spanking Book) (12 page)

He did
and he held me tight. I cried all the more because he was being so
nice to me. I fell asleep on his chest.

He ate
while I slept. I woke up now and then as I felt him moving. They
seemed to be eating especially long today. All the men were drinking
something. Most of the women had something to drink too.

I
tapped Aide arm and did my hand sign for water. He carefully brought
it to my lips. I took a tiny sip, taking my goblet from him. I held
it close to my heart as I closed my eyes resting once again.

Aide
was running his hand over my hair. I bet he wished he had my
hairbrush. I smiled to myself. He truly did love me.

“Every
morning when he goes to work. I go with him. He is the pilot. I
thought he was the captain but they opened the windows and looked out
today. They were interested in something out there. We are in space
and this is a spaceship. I saw it myself. It wasn't a movie or
anything it was real. We are never going to go home. They're all
aliens. We haven't been kidnapped. We were abducted.” I couldn't
see who was talking but I guessed it was Jenny. The women were all
quiet after she spoke.

I had
guessed at the truth in the beginning. I didn't care. I knew I
couldn't be apart from Aide so it didn't matter. He took care of me.
I loved him.

The
other women all started talking at once. They did care. I just wanted
to go to bed.

Aide
gently kissed me on my forehead. “Melsa,” he whispered.

I
opened my eyes and looked around. He smiled at me with so much love.

I
smiled back and looked at the goblet I still held in my hand. I
shrugged and took a sip.

He
watched me pleased that I was at least drinking something.

When I
had finished he took my goblet and set it down. He set me on my feet
and walked me out of the room. We went back to the fateful room from
yesterday where everything had started. Aide brought me over to the
wall and repeat his sign language from yesterday except that his eyes
looked madder than yesterday.

The
other men were doing the same. Kate's man gave her several warning
swats that had her in tears before he even left. Once all the men
were gone. A guard came in with one of those whip things that we had
all become acquainted with. The others all back away from him. I was
already against the wall so I stayed put.

We
waited for something to happen.

Nothing
did so the women sat on the floor and talked with each other. The
ones without clothes wanted some badly in the meantime. They asked
what we had done to deserve them. I thought about it too. My only
guess was that I got them because I stopped fighting him and started
loving him. I guessed that that was the difference but I didn't dare
talk to them.

The
doors opened and two women came in, one dressed, one naked.

The
dressed woman walked to us and looked us over. I still felt so sick.
She looked at me the longest. It was clear to me that she didn't like
what she saw. She said something to me that I didn't understand.

“She
wants you to join the others.” The naked one said.

“She
can't. He will beat her if she does and she is already sick.”

I
smiled my thanks to Francesca.

“Who
is her man?”

“The
leader is. We all have to bow to them.” Becky added.

The
woman bowed to me and then the dressed woman did too. She waved the
other women over and made a circle motion with her hand. She sat down
on the floor. The naked woman remained standing. The dressed woman
pulled out a basket it was filled if different things.

She
picked up a bowl and made hand motions like she was eating. She said
something, wanting us to repeat it. I wondered if that counted as
talking to someone?

I
repeated what she had said and everyone looked at me surprised. She
nodded, pleased with me. It went on that way for a couple of hours. I
was feeling a little better and I was actually having fun. This was
my thing. I got smiles from the teacher.

The
doors opened and our men were picking us up. Like a mother would pick
up her child up from preschool.

I
pounced on Aide when he entered the room. I gave him a big smile and
told him all the words I had learned today. The things had been laid
out in a straight line. I walked down the line and pointed at the
things and said what they were. He looked pleased and proud of me. My
pronunciation wasn't that great but he would get the idea. We were
learning the basic words we needed in our new everyday life.

He
brought me to our room. Did he want to make love or was he going to
force me to sit on the toilet until I preform my poop? He was looking
at the bed. I went to him and took him by his hand. He smiled at me
mischievously.

He
laid me down on the bed and started undoing my laces. He spoke to me
while he did that. Unfortunately he didn't use words like bowl or
goblet. I didn't understand a thing. I hoped that he was saying nice
things, like I love you. I had put all my faith in this man. He had
complete control over me. He had the power to break my heart. If he
decided he didn't want me anymore than I would be devastated.

We
made love for a couple of hours. He was so very gentle. I felt
adored. I realized that there were so many ways to love each other.
He had taken me without love the first time. Love had come later. He
had taken me with great need and in anger, he had loved me in a way
that had been more giving than anything else and now he was gentle.

I felt
that our love was true on so many levels. He couldn't help that he
saw the world so differently than we did. I just wanted to be with
him. I had known that he was an alien for some time already, but he
was my alien. It would hurt me for him to be unfaithful to me. That
would break my heart. He bathed me and grinned at me the whole time.
He washed me so carefully and with, what I believed was, so much
love.

I
washed him back too. He kissed me again and again while I did. I
longed to talk to him. I wanted to be sure he loved me but what if he
didn't and he told me that? I would be devastated. I was sobbing
again.

He
wrapped his arms around me. He was making shh noises again.

“Do
you love me?” I looked into his eyes. His odd purple black eyes
looked worried because I was crying again. He didn't answer me. He
couldn't, I would never be sure of his love. I hung my head.

“Melsa
shh, shh Melsa.” He was still holding me close. I laid my head on
his chest and gave up. I was feeling depressed. He let go of me and
jumped out of the tub. I held my arms out for him to lift me up like
one would a small child. He did. He held me close again and looked
into my eyes while we waited to be dry. He pulled me over to the
mirror and brushed my hair. I tried to smile at him but it just
looked so fake.

He was
so disappointed. I could tell. I was being a killjoy. “I'm sorry.”
He had been watching my eyes. I felt ashamed of myself.

He
laid my brush down and took me by my hand again. He picked up my
clothes and dressed me. He had gotten the hang of it in the meantime.
This was the first time that I was dressed and he wasn't. I smiled as
I thought about that.

He
laid his hands on my face and said something that seemed important
but I couldn't understand it.

He let
go and got dressed before he led me out of the door. It was time for
supper. I had a feeling that we were late.

Yep,
they were all standing there as bored as could be. They couldn't even
sit down until we showed up. They all bowed at us. Aide didn't seem
to be bothered that everyone had had to wait for us but I felt bad
about it. It had been my fault too. I was the one who had been
bawling in the bathtub.

He sat
and I sat on his lap. I was eager to eat something. I guessed I had
worked up an appetite. I was eating as fast as he could feed me. I
wanted water and our servant woman brought even more food. Aide
looked pleased that I was eating. He was probably worried to pieces
about me. I was acting so strangely.

He
didn't talk to anyone but concentrated on feeding me. That must be
love, right?

After
we ate he grabbed me and took me back to our room. We had probably
only been in the dining room for about fifteen minutes. I had to
wonder if he ate anything. I couldn't remember it if he did.

Aide
had me undressed and in bed in minutes. He got undressed and laid
down next to me in bed. He opened my laptop and held it out to me. He
wanted to hear music. I started something soft and smooth. I cuddled
up close to him. I was kind of surprised that he didn't want to . . .
But he seemed content listening to music. I laid my head on his chest
and fell asleep.

I felt
so terrible. I darted for the bathroom with my hand over my mouth. He
woke and yelled something and the bathroom down opened up. I just
made it to the toilet. I threw up again and again. He sat behind me
rubbing my back. He was being so nice even though I had stuffed
myself like a pig last night. When I was finally finished I was too
embarrassed to look at him but he wasn't having any of that. He
watched me closely as I washed my mouth out. He led me back to the
bedroom and sat down on the bed.

He was
right too. I went to him and laid myself over his knees. That reeked
havoc with my tummy but I deserved it. He turned me over and looked
at me again. He held me on his lap. I was crying again. I didn't
understand anything that was going on here and I wanted him to
explain to me but he couldn't. Aide was just staring in my eyes
again.

He
hugged me close to him again. He said my name a lot. This was all so
confusing. I think I would have felt better is he would have just
spanked me.

I put
me back in bed and covered me up. He pet my cheek until I fell
asleep.

I woke
up alone. I felt the bed next to me and he wasn't there. I slowly sat
up and looked around. He really wasn't here. I was completely alone.
My heart clenched up as I sadly stumbled to the bathroom.

I was
finally able to go to the bathroom in every way possible but I didn't
feel better. I was even more dizzy than ever before. After I finished
I asked the toilet to flush for me. I carefully got up. I wasn't
strong enough to stand and fell on the bathroom floor. I called for
Aide as I wept on the floor.

He
came running in. He picked me up and laid me in bed. I had the funny
feeling that I was dying. Either someone was going to the trouble to
poison me or I just couldn't eat their food. Or maybe the it was the
water. It was clear that when I ate I got sick.

Even
Aide thought that I was sick. He gave me my laptop again. He got my
brush and went to work on my hair as best as he could while I laid in
bed. I tried to stay awake. I had to warn him or at least explain but
I couldn't. I fell asleep again.

Again
I was alone. I sat up slowly. I was feeling a lot better but of
course my body had gotten rid of the poison in its own way. As soon
as ate something the problems would start in again. How long could I
go without food. I felt like I was starving already. I had to laugh
as I thought about the burnt rock hard piece of gum had had in my
backpack.

Aide
came in the door. I had a feeling like he had run in here. I held my
arms out to him and smiled at him. He looked so happy so see me. I
was positive that he wasn't the one who was trying to kill me. I knew
he loved me. He picked me and twirled me around. “Melsa,” he said
and then a bunch of stuff I didn't understand.

He was
dressing me, that meant he probably wanted to feed me again. How
could I get out of that? Maybe it wasn't a bad thing. Maybe the
others would be there too. If no one else was sick, I would know that
the water was the problem. The process of elimination would show me
what the problem was.

Aide
walked slowly and carefully down the hall with me. He had his eye on
me the whole time. He thought I was going to fall again. I could see
that in his eyes. We were the first ones in the dining room. Great
the one time that I wanted to see if the others were healthy and
eating. He sat down at his spot I went to his lap as if it was the
most natural thing in the world.

I was
amazed at how quickly I had gotten used to him. He lifted a bowl of
my favorite . . . Well, I don't know what it was, but I liked it
best. It was a pink like pudding. The dark green pudding was also
good. Oh, was I hungry.

I
shook my head and waited for my scolding or spanking. He only pulled
me closer to him. He ate slowly as we waited for everyone to come in.
I looked around at the others, who all looked very healthy. It was my
beloved water. Either it was different on this planet or someone was
putting something into it. I tapped his arm to get his attention. I
was too hungry to ignore the food right in front of me.

He
looked at me immediately. I pointed to the food and he quickly
grabbed a bowl and started right in feeding me. I ate very slowly,
not wanting a repeat of yesterday. He offered me my goblet again and
again but I refused with a sad head shake, saying 'no' every time. He
looked worried again. I smiled at him and he seemed satisfied.

After
the meal I was still feeling pretty good. He brought us back to our
room, or would they be called cabins on a spaceship too? Once we were
there I turned on him. I started undoing the laces on my bodice. I
removed it and laid it down on the sofa. I opened my skirt and
stepped out of it.

Once I
was naked I went to work on his laces. He was grinning from ear to
ear. I needed his help to get it off of him. His size was the
problem. He was too tall and thick all around. He removed his leather
shirt by himself as I opened his pants and worked them down over his
thighs and down to the floor. His clothes were so skintight that it
was difficult for me to remove them. I was a little tuckered out by
the time I had him naked.