“Ma petit….a lie….which or both, you don’t want to fuck me….Zoe is not the one. Lies must be punished, and here I thought we had made good enough progress that the lesson for the day was almost over.” I looked upon her hanging form….and caught her eyes, holding them with my own. “What I am about to do was not my original intent for this ….but given your admission…Plans must change. Sooo, I will still bring Zoe down here I’m a curious sort.”
I pulled the wires and the small clamp outwards, showing them to her. “Technology can work as well as magic. Some say the two are one in the same, it is just a matter of knowledge with what one works before magic becomes technology. This clamp will hold your clit nicely…and the wires will be placed upon the clamp and the chain between your nipples. Your ankles are grounded so the electricity will travel well along your sweat stained body….” I smiled for her, a big grin…. “and if your not more truthful I’m sure we can find a nice metal rod to insert….its really too bad you have not chosen to cooperate and ensure pleasure….all this pain….and what has it gotten you.” I laughed then, “but I have enjoyed myself. “ at least she had admitted the lie….”now tell the truth before I have to go and make this a less than pleasurable experience for you”

Was I about to be honest? No. But I was losing touch with reality enough to believe it.
"I want you in my pussy... I don't want to share you with the girl you're looking for..."

Looking at her I tasted the swirl of emotion again. The lust, the worry….not yet had she fallen then. I stopped with the accessories, laying them back out on the desk and stepping over to where she hung. I raised her so our faces would be next to one another, hers red from the pooling blood as it swung before me. “Ma Petite, there are many things you may not want, what you have to learn to ask is what I may want.” I smiled before beginning again. “Perhaps I wish to share YOU with another….to have you between her legs while I fuck your pussy…..” I cocked my head to the side and watched her eyes, “would it be so bad to be between Zoe’s legs? Perhaps that would provide more excitement than the usual fare I sup with.”

I watched to see what she would do, how she would react and what sweet emotions I might elicit form this delectable creature. I brought up me hands to each side of the creamy pale skin. “”you worry a great deal….perhaps the truth this time.” A gentle massage of my thumbs across her temple, slow circles…as I waited for her to be honest for once, showing I was capable of a pleasurable sensation if the price was met. .

"Zoe or anyone... doesn't matter who... I want it...."
I was in tears. Was it true? I didn't even know anymore. I couldn't tell the difference from truth and lies, it all blended and swirled. Then, another name came to me. My lover while my lover was away. But in the state of my mind, she was just as much a lover to me than anyone.
"You're wrong about Emily... she didn't get girls in trouble... the file must be wrong or something... my lover is an innocent girl."

I continued the gentle caress me fingers plying the hair an muscles at the back of her neck, me thumbs about her temples. I smelled the lust flared as she mentioned there names, an the fear as well. Her voice seemed to speak the truth, and hiving read the files …the multitude of files and personality profiles of the girls this one seemed to interact with I had little doubt in those words. Zoe could be the one, she had a dark side, at least how humans measured it. On my world it would be considered a great asset.

Emily….that one I had to search my mind for…no not her, ….not if I had the right one. Quite and reserved, not at all the one that would spread tales of monsters an foment rebellion. So far she had never been to the basement, not a single demerit against her.

“ah, both of them must be good lovers, but Ma Petit, if I could give you one girl, who would you like between your legs….how is the best lover you have out of all of them….the one you want to enjoy the company of every day…the one you wish to spend time with in your bed the most when and if given the choice…..who do you wish me to lay you down next too when we are done so that you have a warm an comforting body to hold you as you awaken from this nightmare? If I must carry you to her room I will do it on my honor…just name me who I should take you too when you are passed out from the exertion.”

I watched as the lips quivered…as sympathetic as any human could ever be.

"Emily... I told you... my lover is innocent..."
I was crying, tears of guild, sadness, and frustration.

“Ma Petit, lets just say then that if you are good and unconscious I will place you in Emilie’s bed….I may however have to bring her in for questioning….jus a little precaution,…. of course IF I can be convinced to do otherwise…well perhaps you will awaken in her arms….”

Oh she was lying, well at least part way….no doubt Emily was innocent, but then questioning humans eventually resulted in one of them turning on the rest. In my race you could expect it….humans generally got confused when they thought about love and got wrapped up all wrong and forgot about rule one…only you can look out for yourself.

I ran my tongue along the sides of her eyes, tasting the salty concoction that was a physical manifestation of the guilt and frustration she felt….no, ma petite was not ready to sing yet….perhaps she wouldn’t break till she was on my planet with now where to go and the truths of the solar system became apparent to her. It all pointed to her being human…guilty for what….turning on an expendable, I wouldn’t have felt guilt in the least. Frustration…now that, having to deal with me I suppose that could be it, but I had been more than patient with this one, perhaps too much so, for she still valiantly held her tongue and then lied.

"Emily is my world since my last love was taken away, Emily is my everything..."
I whimpered, not knowing what else I could do.

“Ma Petite …. Who was taken away….What lover has disappeared…give me a name and perhaps I can find her for you….would you not like to return to her arms…to share her with your new love Emily?”

Holding that delightful face, watching as the pain of her loss played across it and I drank in the richness of the emotion. This one could feed my race in ways I had not thought possible. So strong, and now so vulnerable as the tapestry of pain and anguish at her loss played across her psyche…

I shook my head, partially because of the cost and partially because of what I was about to say. The line between fact and fiction had blurred so much for me at this point, though, it really didn't much matter.
"I just love Emily... I just want to be with her..."

“Ma Petit, that is so sentimental of you….I can make it so she will be your only one….the one among no others. This would seem a fitting way to show your exclusive love of her….those others won’t matter anymore...” I did an award winning smile, wondering if she would pick up on what I was about to give her. Magic could work wonders, and with this trouble maker only having eyes for one, well, there would be fewer broken hearts among the girls in the dorm…A truly wonderful punishment to cap the evening. “say the words Ma Petite say those vows of earthen marriage tradition an I will ensure you only see Emily ….till death do you part.” The impish grin stealing its way across my face as I watched. It was a good test of her faithfulness for this girl.

"I can't."
I shook my head forcefully.
"I can't."

Anguish slide across her face, clearly words of truth. I could taste the emotion as well.

“Ma Petite, my dear girl, though are words of truth….I will be sure to let Emily know That you are unable to fully commit to her for there is another that has taken your heart fully, that she is there only till you find your lost love.” I looked into her eyes gently cradling her face in me hands. “It is best this way, otherwise you end up breaking their hearts. Though I could tell her this love of yours name…perhaps she would accept the both of you…I’ve heard things like this might sometimes work, though she will always know that she is in second. Or would you prefer that I simply send her away so she will never see you again to have her heart broken by you. Give me the word Ma petite…tell me a name, your first love an I will do what I can to see you happily in her arms….”

Emily would be told, unless a better deal could be arrived at, that I had now decided. Poor Emily….no doubt she too would be a great deal of fun in my rooms. Life here was not bad when you got right down to it. All the earth girls an alien could ever want right here at my disposal. Yes, a chance to sample many of the delights that earth offered.

"I'm a whore.... I've given up on my lost love, but I can't only be with Emily alone... oh, God, I'm a whore!"
I screamed, all truths as far as I was concerned. I wouldn't much have minded being with Emily were it not for the fact that I like variety in my sex life.

Another truth….an a moment of anguish in the telling. Such a delight this one, so varied….in all manner of emotions…..such a good feed, an to think this required not a single touch to elicit the cocktail of delight that flowed from her. Did these humans not realize the energy they gave off in there fruitless dance of needs an desires. Was it not small wonder that my race found them so enjoyable?

“So Ma Petite, we arrive at yet another truth….that you are a whore an desire to be treated like one…to have many different experiences in a never ending cycles of pleasure and humiliation. Say the word and it can be so….my race would welcome you, you could grace the finest beds in the solar system….and enjoy the women’s quarters the likes of which you have never before known. All variety of female companionship….and as the whore that you avow you are…you will take me in that sweet mouth of yours and pleasure me….afterwards I will release you from your bonds and your detention if I find your willingness and technique satisfactory.”