Playing The Alphas

SAMANTHA

The first thing I saw was the sky, or rather, the memory of it—a pale, washed-out blue that was rapidly being devoured by a canopy of massive, twisted trees. No, not trees. They were too uniform, too perfectly spaced, their bark shimmering with an oily, iridescent sheen like a lizard’s scales. And between them, suspended on thick vines, were structures that looked like giant woven pods, some as large as houses, others small and clustered. Creatures moved along the vines with an eerie, fluid grace—the lizard people. Her captors.

I was in their world. Their hidden city.

They were approaching a wall of living forest, a place where the scaled trees grew so close together their trunks formed an impenetrable barrier. The lizard Alpha who had taken me—the one from the river, the one whose stone form I had touched—raised a hand. He was tall for his kind, his hide a deep, mossy green with streaks of gold along his spine. His eyes, vertical slits of molten gold, surveyed the wall with cold satisfaction.

"Korvus," he spoke, his voice a low, rasping hiss that seemed to vibrate in my chest. "Open the gate."

One of his lieutenants, a thinner lizard with pale grey scales and a nervous twitch in his tail, stepped forward. He pressed both hands against the living bark and murmured a series of guttural clicks and hisses. The trees groaned, a deep, ancient sound, and then, with a shudder that rained down silver dust, a section of the wall began to peel back. Trunks twisted, branches intertwined and separated, revealing a passageway that led into a world of perpetual twilight.

They carried me through.

Inside, the lizard city was breathtaking and terrifying. Bioluminescent fungi grew in vast clusters on the trees, casting everything in a soft, pulsing glow of blue, green, and violet. Waterfalls of glowing liquid cascaded from the upper terraces, feeding into canals that wound through the city like silver arteries. Lizard folk of all sizes moved through the winding paths, their scales catching the light. They paused to stare as the Alpha’s procession passed, their forked tongues flickering out to taste the air, to taste me—the scent of a werewolf, a creature from the world above.

They stopped in a large, circular clearing. The "floor" was a thick mat of soft, springy moss. In the center, a fire pit glowed with heatless blue flames. This was clearly a gathering place, a throne room of sorts.

"Put her down," the Alpha commanded. "On the ground."

The two lizard guards holding the poles of the reed stretcher lowered it roughly. I landed on the moss with a soft thud, the impact jarring my already aching body. I was naked, I realized with a fresh wave of horror.

Completely and utterly naked, exposed to the hundreds of gleaming reptilian eyes that now turned my way. I curled instinctively, trying to cover herself, my arms wrapping around her knees.

My mind, reeling in terror, latched onto the only anchor it had. ’Please,’ I begged a goddess I wasn’t sure even listened to wolves like me. ’Please, don’t let them hurt me. Please, let me wake up. Please, let this be a dream. Please, let my mother find me. Please, let Amanda burn for this. Please, please, please...’

Before I could get past my tenth desperate plea, a new figure emerged from the shadows. It was a human woman. Young, with mousy brown hair and dull, defeated eyes.

She wore a simple shift of rough-spun fabric, and her feet were bare. She didn’t look at Samantha. Her gaze was fixed solely on the lizard Alpha.

I thought she was coming to comfort me but instead she stood next to the lizard Alpha. Ewww...was she his girlfriend?

"I missed you so much, Alpha," she cooed, rubbing her face on his scaly arms. "I thought you’d abandoned me."

"I have not! Why would I?" The lizard Alpha replied, fondling her breasts and hugging her at the same time.

The lizard Alpha then suddenly became hard. She noticed the bulge in his trousers and smiled. "I know you missed me too. Even though you wouldn’t say it."

She then went on her knees and smelled his abdomen that contained his bulging crotch. She kissed around it, and used her hands to retrieve his massive penis from inside his loincloth.

It came out in full view and I shuddered at the sight of it!! So this was its real size, no way would it enter inside of me.

She kissed it, massaged it and put only the tip in her mouth and began to suck the tip. Obviously, the whole body would not fit in such a small human mouth. His width was so big. It was like she held a very big and long burrito. She continued to suck him while she played with his balls.

My stomach lurched and I prayed again. "Please, let me fight. Please, let me die before I have to do that. Please, please, please..."

"Enough."

Hearing that from the Lizard Alpha, I opened my eyes.

The Lizard Alpha had pushed the woman’s hands away, leaving her to wonder if she had done anything wrong.

He was staring at me, his golden eyes narrowed. He gestured with a clawed finger.

"Spread her legs for me. I want to see her honey pot. I want it wide open."

What?! Whose legs?! Mine or the human girl.

"That’s what you she-wolves and human women are best for," the lizard king mused. "Sex, pleasure, fulfilling fantasies and breeding. You’ll soon learn not to cross your boundaries."

Two guards grabbed my ankles and pulled, ignoring my weak struggles.

"Please. Please, I beg. Spare me, I promise. My fiancé is rich. He can help," I tried to plead but it all fell on deaf ears.

Two lizard shifters came down to where I was led and yanked my legs open.

Each of them now held my legs, pressing it down to make sure that I didn’t close it again.

My soft, well-waxed, pink, baby virgin pussy was now exposed....

And surprisingly, wet vagina fluid was dripping from it, in all this glory.