It has been some time since Sanna'ya and Sen'ya had brought Liam deep into Harreden territory. During his journey with them, he had experienced strange things but it wasn't over.
Powerful families on the Council learned of him, despite the two sisters' efforts. Greatly interested in his new powers, they sought to bring him before them. The two sisters were unable to resist under the strength of their influence, and Liam was removed from their custody. A test of sorts was planned, one that would use an age old practice that was a well known part of Harreden culture: The Arena: not a place of death like those of Human history. In Harreden culture it served a different purpose: a test of strength and stamina, where captured races and the unwanted did battle. A defeated opponent found themselves the plaything of the victor, and if they failed to please the crowd, perhaps them as well.
Both males and females fought here. Opponents were of the opposite sex, and if a Harreden was involved in a match, they were expected to be the victor. Bets were placed on how long one of the two fighters would last, not to mention who would win. From time to time an outside combatant was allowed to participate, especially when they paid well.
Liam heard all this and more. Apparently this was to be a test of his new skills and what a Human was capable of achieving. He had gathered that much by listening to other's thoughts. Unlike the other prisoners there, he was not bound or chained.
"Not that I'm complaining, but where are my chains? I figured I was going to be treated like all the others." Liam said to one of the guards escorting him.
The larger male smiled, replying, "Yours is a place of honor. As such, you are to be treated with an elevated status: much more like a breeder, even though you are not a true Harreden at all."
"But I'm not a Harreden at all. Why am I so different, and what's a breeder?" Liam asked.
"It is as it sounds. Your purpose at this point is to prove you are capable of breeding. I tell you this, because I was told to do so if you asked. My other duty is to watch and protect you between matches." the Harreden said.
"Are you saying I'm in danger from the other prisoners? Why?" Liam asked, as they entered the underground tunnels. All of it was well lit, with lights coming out of the little round openings in the ceiling illuminating all.
"As far as they are concerned, you are one of us. While they would never dare attack a strong Harreden for fear of losing what little status they have, you are a different story. They may think they can hurt you and get away with it. These are prisoners of war. All of them are trying to gain rank and perhaps freedom, or to be noticed. Their only other way out is to be mated, or submit to living on the outskirts." the Guard said.
"Alright, what's your name if I may ask?" Liam said, looking up at him without fear.
The guard was noticeably impressed with his courage, as he said, "Jem'sa ... Liam."
He added emphasis on the last part to spell out that he did know his protectee's name.
"So either you've heard of me, or my mental shield is slipping." Liam replied.
"On the contrary, your shield is perfect. Any Harreden would be hard pressed to break through, even if they could, alone. With you I suspect that they would need help." Jem'sa said, opening a door and waving Liam through. Liam did as he was told, and found a line of exotic women before him. From north to south on the far wall they stood facing him.
"Who are they?" Liam asked, turning to look at Jem'sa.
"You're potential mates. You must pick one or more now. It is expected, and will help acknowledge your status. They are all willing, if that is a concern of yours." Jem'sa said.
"Let me get this straight: I'm supposed to fuck one or more of them?" Liam asked with raised eyebrows.
"Actually you are supposed to share. You are an honorary Harreden. In the Arena all mates are shared unless you are the victor: then you may choose not to." Jem'sa explained.
"You mean a "gangbang"?" Liam asked.
"What is a gangbang?" Jem'sa asked. Liam felt that the other male honestly didn't know. Now it was his turn to explain.
"Where more than one guy fucks a girl, or vice versa, sometimes it is called a threesome or more depending on the number." Liam said.
"And you breed this way among your people?" Jem'sa asked, bottled excitement in his voice. Liam had seen his eyes light up from their almost bored demeanor before.
"Interesting..." Jem'sa said with a smile, before glancing back at the multicolored women. All looked remarkably human-like. Liam guessed that the Harreden only captured those that looked like them. If there were other types of aliens, then the Harreden weren't interested. No doubt this helped in interbreeding.
Looking at the women, Liam decided he might as well try to enjoy this. When he thought of it, he didn't really have a lot of choice: these people seemed to be offering him a rare opportunity, and Liam didn't want to lose what he had.
"The green skinned one." Liam said, pointing at the one just to his right. She had a slim build and was about as tall as him, in fact no woman/female was below 5'8 or above 5'10. He wondered if his species alone held so much variety. From what it looked like despite certain differences: every one of them was relatively the same. None were fat, short, or tall. All of them seemed well built but not very curvy, athletic or slim would be a better word. The one he picked had a body that looked firm and well toned, but not too much. Liam felt his cock harden while he looked at her almost bare body. Only tattered pieces of cloth covered her breasts and pussy separately while exposing the rest of her.
"The rest of you return to your cells. Your guards will be waiting outside to escort you back." Jem'sa said. Sure enough, Liam sensed more Harreden approaching. One of them entered, and Jem'sa signaled for him to stand to his right, far from where Liam stood. They spoke to each other verbally, and Liam guessed it was because of him. Perhaps they suspected that whenever they opened their minds enough to talk to each other, he could peek in. The entire idea was not only plausible, but true. The bits and pieces of information he had gathered thus far were from that very ability. It had taken time to develop after leaving the sisters, but thanks to their instruction he had been able to pick it up.
Watching the two males now, he saw them smile as they glanced at Liam and the alien female.
"What's her name?" Liam asked, feeling a bit nervous.
Looking at him Jem'sa answered, "Nem'te. While her race bred poor warriors, they do provide fine females. We conquered them in a matter of hours."
Liam still couldn't get over how single minded and callous the Harreden could be. Even now, he could feel the slight presence of same at the comment about Nemiya's warriors. Obviously they hadn't put up a good fight. Liam now wondered how well his own people would last against the Harreden in an invasion of Earth. He might have felt pity for her, if he hadn't sensed something else. This female felt attracted to the three of them, especially Liam. The last part surprised him: Humans don't come anywhere close to the same level of pheromones as a Harreden does, and add on the fact that he was not as large in any proportion, he couldn't understand it.
Curious, he made a more detailed scan of her mind and found an interesting surprise: It was the differences that attracted her, plus he was letting off pheromones she could indeed smell. Her sense of smell was far more developed than his own, or that of any other Human. Without meaning to, part of his mind conceived the idea of being in a threesome with the alien female, he found the idea quite engrossing as well as exciting.
"Show us this memory of yours." Jem'sa said, interrupting Liam's line of thought.
"I'm sorry?" Liam asked, not understanding.
"Your memory of this sexual act. We wish to understand what is involved in it so it may be recreated." Jem'sa said.
"You can't be serious." Liam said in shock.
"I am very serious. Please share so we may try with her. The more you show, the better it will go for all. Now please teach." Jem'sa said matter-of-factly.
"Ok..." Liam said, finding the images required in his own head and uploading them to the other two males. Both smiled as they received the images, by the end they had full grins.
"Nem'te may strip or you may, if that is your wish. Since you are the favored here, that is your right, as is first penetration. Afterwards she is yours to do with as you wish." Jem'sa explained.
"Shouldn't we explain it to her?" Liam asked.
"Why? She is a slave." Jem'sa said.
"So you just take her?" Liam asked.
"Yes." Jem'sa said with a shrug.
Liam couldn't believe it. They were about to try something that he hadn't tried since college, and the woman who would be on the receiving end had no idea what was going on. Willingness was one thing, but this was just ridiculous. Stepping forward Liam opened his thoughts to the woman. Both the other males heard her gasp.
"What are you doing?" Jem'sa asked.
"Explaining what you intend to do to her, or we." Liam said without looking at him. Right then he was trying to make the idea clear. The initial shock of him being able to communicate like the Harreden had surprised Nem'te. Now she was intrigued by this new idea, and approached it with a great deal of curiosity. In one corner of the room, Liam noted there were cushions covering the floor.
.... There is more of this story ...
Ma/Fa / Consensual / Reluctant / Coercion / Slavery / Heterosexual / Science Fiction / Superhero / Extra Sensory Perception / BDSM / DomSub / MaleDom / Rough / Humiliation / Gang Bang / Group Sex / Harem / Interracial / White Male / First / Oral Sex / Anal Sex / Petting / Cream Pie / Exhibitionism / Voyeurism / Size / Nudism /