01 Eye of the Beholder

 

As Alex stepped onto the dock, finally on dry land for the first time in almost three months, he took in a deep breath and smelt something different in the air. He was still close enough to the sea to smell the salt water and the dampness in the air but he smelt something else. It smelt like… home.

Alex had left the blue continent over four years ago, when he had completed his explosive training under his, now retired, master. He had travelled the world over and over again, taking jobs on ships and aircraft to get around from League to League. He’d exchanged bullets and fire with people from thousands of different towns and won his fair share of fame and fortune for doing so. For the last two years he’d worked on the cruise liner that he had just disembarked from, getting ready for the biggest job of his career. And it would soon be just a news headline and money in his bank account. In four seconds as a matter of fact. Three. Two. One-

The massive explosion ripped through the side of the cruise liner, burning clear through the metal as the shockwave came from the immediate blast zone in a massive rush. The hole caused by the shockwave was so large and so well placed that the breach in the ship’s hull let the sea water come flooding in, weighing the ship down on the left side. The water quickly filled the rest of the ship and it sunk slowly as the air inside was replaced by water. The people on the top decks scrambled to freedom and life but those even on the first floor of the under-deck levels were dead or dying. Only water type pokegirls emerged from the sea as their masters drowned or had their burned corpses given a watery coffin by the huge cruise liner as it sank.

Alex let himself smile a little as he imagined his employer transferring the money to his account as the footage of the sinking reached the internet via the news channels, who’s camera men had been on the scene in a matter of seconds, leaving a local culture festival to cover the real news.

Alex nodded to himself and lifted his overcoat’s collar up, hiding the lower part of his face from view. He put his hands in his pockets and hurriedly made his way up off the dock and into the small town that was attached to the dock. The combination of the dock and the town made the port town of Corth, a port town made famous by the prostitution rings set up to catch the growing market of sailors who wintered in the docks.

Evidence of the rings soon made itself known in the form of a Beach Bunny dressed in a red leather micro skirt and a white tube top. She had tanned legs and arms that matched her sun kissed stomach. Her breasts were generous in size, a C-cup at least but most likely a D-cup. She winked at him and bounded over to him, making her breast jiggle and fly in all directions,

“Hey sailor!” she said with another wink as she reached Alex, “Looking for a good time?”

Alex smiled briefly. Once upon a time he’d have tamed the pokegirl turned hooker on sight but he’d changed since then. And gotten a ‘friend’ who wouldn’t look too kindly on the matter. He smiled again and opened his overcoat to reveal the belt with pokeballs strapped to it,

“Spoken for I’m afraid.” He noticed the dizzy smile on her face sag into a sad expression and Alex was sure she was going to start crying and he never could stand to see a bunny cry, “Although you seem to have a knack for the business. I was very interested but I have to decline. She beat me otherwise.”

He flashed a smile and winked at her. She smiled back and her ears perked up a little,

“Thank you! My master taught me the walk and how to get a man interested. But I’d still rather be out in the sea swimming…” she sighed and frowned a little before returning to her cute and innocent façade, “Well it’s back to business for me! See ya hun!”

Shaking his head Alex carried on walking up the road until he found his destination. The pokecenter. He sighed with relief and walked up to the automated doors, loving the feeling of the air conditioner as it blasted him with cool air. He walked into the shining waiting room and looked around. There were a few tamers talking or eating with their pokegirls as they waited for the NurseJoy to call them to the front desk. Alex walked straight up to the desk and smiled at the pokegirl behind it,

“Hi. I’m looking for a taming room for the night. With a wake up call of three am if at all possible.” He smiled as the NurseJoy’s eyes widened at the request of such an early wake up call. Alex smiled again, “I was joking. Nine am would be better.”

The NurseJoy let out a sigh of relief and flashed him her own smile,

“Would you like to take a seat sir? I will call you when I have a room for you.” She said with the friendly voice that was uniform in all NurseJoy’s. He nodded his thanks before going to sit down in one of the hard, plastic, chairs.

It wasn’t long before he got bored of just waiting for the room to become available and decided to talk with Clare before he woke her up again with the specific objective of taming her brains out in mind. He took her pokeball from his belt and released her from it.

The A-Bra emerged from the white light, still snoozing pleasantly. She had the golden yellow skin that was uniform for her breed but it clashed greatly with her bright green hair. She was wearing a pair of denim shorts that ended well above the knees and a white vest top that showed off her flat stomach. Her chest was as flat as her breed name suggested but somehow that didn’t seem to matter to Alex although he’d always thought of himself as some what of a breast man. And it was also strange that Clare was a mere 5 foot three while Alex was over six foot but this was of no consequence to Alex, as he loved her no matter what her height or cup size.

She slowly opened her amber eyes and smiled when she saw Alex sitting next to her. She yawned and stretched her arms out wide before putting a hand on Alex’s leg, very close to being on his inner thigh. Her smile widened,

“Time for taming already Master? I was under the impression that there was to be no taming on the cruise liner.” She said with an innocent smile as she batted her eyelashes. They both knew however that the rule had been broken. Many times. By them. Alex smiled back and kissed her lightly on the top of her nose,

“We’re not on the cruise liner anymore Clare. We got off about ten minutes ago.” He smiled as she frowned,

“We still had six hours before we were due to arrive in the blue continent. We did when I went to sleep and it’s only been-“

“Six hours and ten minutes.” Finished Alex with a chuckle. Clare frowned a little again, “You slept all the way through the remainder of the journey Clare.”

Clare’s frown deepened and Alex had to admit that it looked adorable on her cute little face. She shook her head and replaced the frown with a small smile, obviously deciding to take Alex’s word for it rather than fight a losing battle,

“So…” she looked around and saw that the room’s other occupants weren’t looking their way and didn’t look very attentive. She smiled and climbed up onto Alex’s lap, straddling his legs, “Do we really have to wait for a taming room?”

Alex shook his head and stroked Clare’s cheek with his finger,

“And here I thought that A-Bra’s needed less regular taming.” He said, taking the finger away from her cheek to let her take it into her mouth and lick it lovingly. He removed the finger and she groaned a little in disappointment,

“Aww… but all the sleeping I did let me have time for some really good dreams.” She leant in closer to him and whispered into her ear, “Really good dreams…”

Her whisper trailed off seductively and Alex’s tongue darted out, licking Clare’s neck as she finished whispering. He withdrew his tongue and smiled,

“Damn tasty Clare but…” he smiled and licked her chin, his tongue almost touching her bottom lip before he withdrew it again, “The other people are staring.”

Clare looked around, shocked to realise that she’d totally forgotten that they weren’t the only people in the room. The three other tamers and their alphas were staring at them, as was the NurseJoy on duty. She looked back at Alex with an angry expression,

“Why did you let me make a fool out of myself like that Alex?!” she demanded of him in an angry whisper. Alex chuckled,

“Because you’re so cute when you’re embarrassed.” He answered truthfully and it caused Clare to blush slightly, making her cheeks a dull orangey colour. He smiled again, “That’s the look!”

Clare huffed and crossed her arms,

“I’m going back to sleep then if you’re done embarrassing me.” She turned away in her huff but they both knew she was faking. Alex sighed,

“Fine.” He said reluctantly and withdrew Clare to her pokeball, returning to the long wait alone again.

 

Alex sighed with relief as he pushed the key into the lock and opened the door to the taming room he’d been granted for the night. He slowly set his backpack down on the floor, being careful not to break anything delicate inside the glorified sack. He looked around the taming room and shook his head. The pokecenter taming rooms all looked the same, one double bed, one wardrobe, one bathroom and a window that had blinds equipped already. He sat on the edge of the bed and lifted his left foot up, resting it on his right knee as he pulled the shoe off, before doing the same for his other shoe. He laid back on the bed for a few moments, letting the dim light of the moon from outside wash over him. He shook his head wildly for a second to remove any thoughts of sleep from his mind.

He reached down to his belt and undid it, taking Clare’s pokeball off its hook as he threw the belt aside. He threw the ball and it erupted in the usual manner, blinding white light. Clare became visible only as the light disappeared, the moonlight coming through the window giving her skin a shine to it the likes of which Alex had never seen. To him she was beautiful. The best friend he could ask for, the best lover he could hope for and the sexiest beast he’d ever come across. He smiled as she slowly opened her eyes,

“Hey sleepy head. We’re alone in our very own taming room now.” He watched as her expression changed from a tired one to one that promised great things for Alex. Clare’s grin became steadily larger as she noticed her surroundings. She slowly formed a pout with her red lips instead though,

“But Master… you said that A-Bras like me needed less taming…” she said teasingly as she stood up and walked towards Alex, her hips swaying as she did so, “Is it because Master is just too horny?”

Alex looked at the cute, pouting, face of his pokegirl and smiled as he felt a familiar stir inside his pants,

“Well… couldn’t you just indulge your poor Master just this once?” he asked teasingly as he mimicked her pout. She shook her head,

“Not until I’ve had a shower.” She said resolutely and she took off her clothes, rather unceremoniously, before walking over to the small bathroom that came with the room, the sway still in her hips as she walked. Alex frowned,

“Come on Clare! Seriously! We haven’t had a chance to tame since we hide in one of the life rafts!” he complained as he collapsed backwards onto the bed with a sigh. He heard Clare laugh in the bathroom,

“I don’t care Alex! You need this more than I do, remember?” she jibed with another laugh, “And besides that, we just got off a boat and you know what the salty water does to my hair.”

Alex smiled; he did indeed know what it did to her hair. It turned her black hair bright green. She’d said that it was some sort of allergic reaction to the large volume of salt water. He personally thought that excuse was a load of Growlie shit. She just liked dying her hair a different color every other week.

He heard the shower turn on and sighed as he thought of the sight of perfect that was Clare’s body when it had water running down it. He felt the stir in his pants grow even more vigorous and groaned in frustration,

“Are you nearly done Clare?” he asked her as he looked down at the bulge that could easily be seen under his overcoat and his trousers,

“No Alex! You’ll just have to wait patiently like a good little boy.” She commanded of him from the shower. Alex groaned again and swore under his breath. Sod waiting, it was time to get going again! Alex stood up suddenly and undid the buttons on his overcoat, before throwing it to one side. He did the same with the shirt, the trousers and his underwear before slowly tiptoeing through the open doorway and into the bathroom. He looked to his left and saw Clare’s outline through the drawn shower curtain as she washed herself leisurely. Alex smiled a crooked smile and darted into the shower cubicle, ignoring the shower curtain as it fluttered in his wake.

Clare’s eyes snapped open immediately as the cold air came rushing in behind Alex and attacked her warm skin. She shrieked and turned round, only to be pushed against the shower wall by Alex. She felt his generous size pushing into her stomach, the size difference between the two of them obvious. She found her mind drifting away from the cock at her stomach however and found the new focus of her attention was the pleasant sensations that rippled through her entire body as Alex licked both of her antennae in turn. The sensation seem to grow heavy in her knees however and she knew she would have fallen to the floor if it hadn’t have been for Alex’s arms holding her upright by her hips. She cooed as he took one of her antennae into his mouth and sucked on it gently. She moaned however when he bite down on it softly.

Alex moved his hands up from either side of Clare’s hips and instead found her tiny breasts, little more than nipples really. His fingers expertly stroking each nipple’s areola, circling the nipples themselves with increasing pressure and speed. He then switched the duties of his hands, letting them squeeze the buds between the thumbs and forfingers of the aforementioned hands. And through all this activity he never once let his tongue stop in its slow, deliberate, licking of each of Clare’s antennae.

This combination was obviously having the desired effect as Clare’s soft cooing noises slowly but surely turned into soft moans and pants. He let one of his hands drop from her tiny breasts and make its way down further, reaching her pussy in a matter of seconds. His fingers slowly began to explore her southern regions, parting the soft, wet, lips slowly and carefully. His fingers then went one step further and he began to stroke his fingers up and down the length of her pussy, stopping only at her clit to give it a loving squeeze or to rub it between his thumb and forefinger. Clare’s pants became gasps for breath and her soft moans became louder and grew in intensity. Clare was gasping for breath as Alex pleasured three of her most sensitive areas at once but still managed to get an entire sentence out. Eventually,

“Alex… oh gods… take me… tame me... that’s good… tame me now Alex!” she managed to scream to her tamer as she reached her first orgasm at his hands in more than a week. Alex responded without words and it was probably a good thing as well. Alex’s own desires were growing stronger, muting his brain and bringing his animal lusts forwards to act as his only source of ‘intelligent thought’.

Alex grabbed Clare by the shoulders roughly and turned her to face the shower wall before forcing her onto her knees, her face squashed against the shower cubicle’s floor while her ass pointed to the sky. Alex knelt down by her ass and the size difference meant that his cock was level with Clare’s welcoming pussy. Now fully erect his member stood at eight inches from head to base and all of it was positioned to thrust deep into Clare’s pussy. And as soon as she was in a more comfortable position it did ram straight into her inviting pussy, slamming straight past the moist lips and burying itself in the hot, wet, inner reaches of Clare’s pussy.

Clare screamed in pleasure at being penetrated by her master and the sound gave Alex an extra boost in confidence and he increased the speed and power of his thrusts, pistoning

in and out of her tight pussy almost as fast as he could manage. Soon though he began to grow concerned for Clare, despite his overwhelming lust. He quickly pulled Clare up from off the floor and held her up in the air as he sat down on the floor with his legs open wide. He turned Clare’s small body around and slowly lowered her onto his cock again, this time with her facing him. He smiled and licked one of her nipples as she got used to taking his length in from the new angle. She smiled back down at him, her smile lazy and contented as she reveled in the feeling of being truly filled by her Master.

Alex allowed Clare to take the driver’s seat in this position, letting her bounce up and down on his cock. She set herself a fast pace and Alex had to be contented with only squeezing her ass as she traveled up and down too fast for him to give her nipples or antennae any loving attention.

Alex felt himself nearing his climax when Clare was bouncing on his cock at her top speed, obtained by using her psychic powers. He gasped and pulled Clare in closer to him as he sat up and took over the thrusting, thrusting quickly to make up for the loss of room. Clare clearly understood what was happening and she wrapped her arms around the back of Alex’s neck as he thrust into her from close range. She was gasping, panting and moaning all at the same time but she still managed to speak,

“Oh gods… cum Alex! Don’t hold… oh my Lord... don’t hold any back! Give it… uggh… all to me! Cum in- gaah! Cum inside me Alex!” she screamed into his ear and her nails dug into the back of his neck as she reached her own climax. Clare’s climax made her pussy’s inner walls squeeze down hard on his cock when it was fully inside her and it was enough to set his own orgasm off and he shot his load into her pussy, pumping in and out gently to get it all in. As his orgasm subsided he slowly withdrew his cock and felt some of his own juice drip onto his softening member.

They sat there on the bathroom floor for awhile, wrapped up in each other’s arms like that, before Alex noticed that the silence was being disturbed by a gentle sawing sound. Trying to locate the source he was relieved to find that it was Clare making the noise and it was because she had fallen asleep. Alex smiled and slowly stood up, lifting Clare up with him as her arms were still locked together round the back of his neck. She stirred slightly in her sleep but otherwise didn’t notice as Alex turned off the flow of water from the shower head and carried her to the bed.

He set her down on the bed, being careful not to wake her when he pulled himself out of her embrace, and lay down beside her, watching as stray beads of water made their way along his skin. He followed one such water drop with his finger, drying the wet trail with his fingertip. He smiled lazily and edged closer to Clare on the bed and wrapped his arms around her little body. Just touching her seemed to infect Alex with the same tiredness that she possessed in such abundance and he fell asleep, with his head on Clare’s shoulder and his arms around her body protectively.