Dask's pleasure centers overwhelmed his sense, and so with his cock still deeper inside Talari, he came. Talari, who had been enjoying herself as well, felt the burst of semen detonate inside of her, causing pleasure to turn to rage.
This slave, this filthy human vermin, she thought, who she had graciously given the honor of being fucked by her, had dared to contaminate her? One thought flooded her mind: must be punished.
Talari then stood up, Dask's still-wet cock sliding out of her, and she pounced on the terrified human with her eyes burning and her teeth bared. Grabbing his throat, she began to squeeze it in hopes of strangling him, with Dask futility wheezing in front of her. The human, however, made no attempt to fight back; he had already angered a Guldarian, a race he had been taught from birth to revere, he dared not commit an even greater sin by striking her.
However, just as his vision began to fade and his brain began to cease functioning, Talari recomposed herself, letting go of his throat and standing up. Dask began to weakly crawl to her as she went to retrieve her robe.
"T-thank you mis...mistress."
"Silence! Stay there!"
Talari had not spared him out of altruism; she merely realized that if she killed him she would certainly have to pay for his remains, and what a waste of money that would be.
Dask, still in pain, laid on the floor before Talari and the auctioneer returned; once they did, the latter kicked him in the stomach twice.
"I'm terribly sorry about this Miss," the auctioneer said. "Usually the slaves are better trained than this. Is there anything we can do to make up for this...embarrassing incident for you?"
"Why yes," Talari evilly grinned. "I want this one castrated and shipped off to the mines. Make sure he doesn't last long. I also want to see the "better options" you mentioned, and when I make my purchase, I expect a discount of 50% or higher."
"....understood miss. I'll have some guards come and take this one away. Now, if you come with me, I can show you some of our finest stock."
Talari shot one last disdainful look at Dask before following the auctioneer out of the room, while Dask remained lying on the floor, completely unaware of just how horrific the hand fate has just dealt him was.
*Three Years Later*
Dask was, in accordance with Talari's wishes, castrated before being shipped off to the nearby mines, along with many of the other humans who had been shipped to the market that very day. Upon arriving, Dask was sentenced to work the deepest levels of the mine, quickly developing lung cancer and dying at the age of twenty-four. His body was thrown in a mass-grave along with other human workers at the mine.
*THE END*
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