Alien Abduction

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I was left alone for five days and nights. The only company I had was when I was given my pills, carefully placed on a silver tray. I didn’t see my rich host at all, those days.



Nobody spoke to me. The servants only gave me those pills, flickered that jewel at me, and left me again. I felt a little lonely…



I bathed every day, simply because I had the time and opportunity, but boredom began to bother me. Because I wanted to do something with my time, I picked up my Ninjitsu again. I was rusty at it and probably did all the movements wrong, but it felt good to do the slow controlled gestures, the kicks and stretching.

It even came back to me, after a while, and it began to look suppler.

I found myself welcoming the sun in front of my window, honoring the spirits as I liked to do on earth; all my movements a prayer in itself.



And at that moment, my host stepped into my room.



I was in the middle of a slow, high kick when the door opened. I turned around, but lowered my leg only after I finished the move. I even folded my hands, and bowed at him.

He flashed his hand palm at me. There were no words, and there would never be. Only that blue-green light in that jewel, flickering its message I couldn’t understand. He turned around, and I followed him.



He took me down the flight of stairs, without noticeable movements. It seemed he floated rather than walked, his hands at his sides and his head held high. He took me through the hall and out of the back, into a gorgeous, huge garden with terraces and trees. It had a great view over a valley, with green slopes and flowerbeds. The cloudless sky was blue, the sun warm, and the air dry.

It looked like paradise with butterflies in bright colors, humming bees, colorful birds and the occasional flying egg.



On one of the terraces, I saw a table and chaise longue. My host draped himself on the chair, and gestured to the pillows next to him. Apparently, I was allowed to sit on the floor nearby him… and suddenly, I understood.



I was a pet. I was no slave, or a prisoner, or a servant. I was a pet, like a cat or a dog. These aliens had abducted humans like the humans had taken wild animals for their own amusement. I was a pet, and I was probably even lucky to be taken in by a rich owner like this alien.



I sat down, on the pillows, and looked up at my owner with big eyes. If I was treated like a puppy, I would act like one. There was a lot to be thankful for, to be honest.

I leaned my head on the soft cushions of the chair, and was quiet. I waited, for a sign that would prove I was right. And indeed. After a moment, the alien touched my hair, and petted me. He caressed my face and my shoulders with his long fingers, like we use to stroke the fur of a cat.

Then he lifted my head up, with two fingers under my chin, and looked me in the eyes.



Chadann.



The word appeared in my mind as if I’d just heard it without passing my ears. It was as if I had a recollection of what was said, quite disturbing at first. It made my ears itch.

I blinked a few times. “Chadann?” I repeated.



My owner had no face or expression, but it seemed as if he laughed. And I knew it was his name. “My name is Orlando,” I said, pointing at my chest. “Orlando.”



Orlando.



I chuckled. It was funny to have those words in my mind. “Yes,” I smiled. “Orlando. Chadann,” I pointed at him. “My owner.”



He took my hand, and moved it palm upwards. He pressed his own hand flat against my skin. He was larger than me; I felt like a midget compared to him.

More words and sentences floated into my memory, but they didn’t make sense to me at all. My hand tickled where the jewel touched me, and I could see that flickering light against my skin. I didn’t understand him, but I felt safe. With a sigh, I leaned my head on the cushions again, and closed my eyes.

I believe I fell asleep as he stroked my hair again. Like a cat.



From that day, I kept my owner company wherever he went. Like a puppy, I followed him; I sat next to him when he sat and worked, I went after him as he went into his bedroom to go to sleep. Acting cute and obedient allowed me to learn a lot about these aliens, and Chadann seemed very pleased with my behavior. He stroked my hair, played with the locks, and moved his fingers over my smooth skin as often as possible.



Like we expected from aliens, they were advanced in technology. My owner worked behind a computer, but it didn’t look anything like I ever saw. There were just green symbols floating in the air, flickering and changing shape every time Chadann hovered his fingers over them.

I once tried to touch the green to see if there was a screen or some sort of magnetic field, and Chadann playfully slapped my fingers. But I couldn’t feel anything remotely resembling a screen. I didn’t try to touch it anymore, but I was fascinated by the symbols. They made no sense to me at all.

I felt so primitive.



At first, I wasn’t allowed in Chadann’s bedroom. He would shove me out of the door –again I compared it to owning a cat– and lock me out for the night.



But one morning, when I was awake early, I walked to his room and opened the door. I found Chadann in bed, without his mask on.



The mask was hanging over a stand next to his bed, as well as his dress and crown. I walked towards it, and looked at the details from close by. I didn’t look at Chadann yet; he was lying tucked away under his weightless spreads, sleeping peacefully. I took the mask and tried it on.

It didn’t fit. There was no room for my nose… it was completely flat.



Surprised, I hung it back on the stand, and turned to the bed to see my space invader. Without waking him, I pulled the spread down, revealing his face. Or, what I expected to be a face. It appeared he had no expression at all.



There was no nose. There was no mouth. The eyes were closed with a gray eyelid, from the bottom up, and the whole head was smooth. Chadann had no ears, no hair. The only recognizable human feature in that head were the eyes.

No wonder he never spoke.



He woke up when I pulled the spread further down, and closed his long fingers about my hand to stop me. I decided to play Innocent Puppy, successfully hiding my shock behind a few more tugs on the light duvet. His eyes narrowed –equivalent to smiling– and he let me go. Then, he stepped out of bed. For the first time, I saw my alien stark naked.

And my jaw dropped.



Chadann ignored me for the moment. He stepped to the corner of his room, into a glass cabinet. He turned to face me and spread his arms. He took two bars in his hands, stood still, and for a moment he disappeared into a white mist. It was gone as quickly as it appeared, and he stepped out again. He looked refreshed. He’d just taken a shower, alien style. I blinked.



The surprise of the shower was nothing compared to the shock of seeing his body. Chadann was tall, and slender. He didn’t have much muscle mass; his legs and arms were long and thin, with gentle slopes instead of muscles. He had a bum, nicely round and looking firm, and something faintly resembling a small, limp, uncut cock.

He didn’t have testicles, and when I looked up higher I saw no navel. He had no nipples either. His whole body was gray and smooth, with the gentle curves and dips.



I wondered how he ate, drank, or reproduced. The cock was quite a disappointment…



The answer to the first question came right after that shower. Chadann allowed me to look him all over, but after a while he turned away. There was a tray with pills waiting next to his bed, and he took one.

It was a great shock to see what he did with it; a shock which took me quite a bit to get over. He moved his hand between his legs, and pushed the pill into where my rectum would be. When he turned to show me, I saw the mouth I was missing in his face, positioned between the round cheeks of his bum.



Of course it didn’t look like a mouth. But it was red and wet and it sucked the pills right in.



I believe I made a sound of disgust. Lucky he couldn’t understand my sounds. I was shocked, but at the same time fascinated.



Chadann had done ‘eating’, and wiped his fingers. I stared at every move at that time, utterly intrigued, and decided on a bit of charade. I pointed at my mouth, and then between his legs. I repeated it until Chadann made a movement with his hands, blinking the lights in the jewel. Then I pulled off my trousers, and pointed at my dangling member. I moved my hand in the human gesture of questioning, repeating it until Chadann understood.



I backed away when he suddenly opened a completely invisible slit in his face. A long, red and wet tongue lashed out to me, disappearing as fast as it appeared.

I shrieked in shock. My brain desperately tried to make a comparison to whatever I knew, and came up with the tongue of a chameleon. But since Chadann was much larger, so was his tongue. The muscle lashing out at me was at least a meter long and as thick as a fist at the base, tapering to a point at the end.



His eyes narrowed again when he saw me backing off, and he turned to dress. The lights in his hands were flashing madly for a moment. I’d swear he was making fun at me. I couldn’t blame him.



I didn’t just feel primitive. I felt tiny compared to him as well. But damn, was I intrigued…



Chadann dressed up, and put his mask on. Now I understood why all those aliens were wearing them; they were the equivalent to undies. He didn’t put on his crown that day, but he did fasten his rosary with the oddly shaped symbol onto his belt. I reached out to touch it, and expected to get a slap on my fingers again. But Chadann allowed me to touch and examine it, and even looked pleased.



After a while, he leaned down to a chest and took something out. It was another rosary, I saw. I looked at his hands as he hung it around my neck. Chadann took the symbol between his hands, pressed hard, and let go. It seemed to glow for a long time. I wondered if it was some sort of religious symbol, like a cross.



“Thank you,” I said, completely sincerely. No matter if it was a symbol of an unknown religion, it looked stunningly beautiful against my white clothes, even if the color-changing beads made me a bit weak in my stomach.



Chadann winked at me with his clear eyelid, and stood up to leave his room. I followed him, outside the house, where I swallowed my nutritious pills with that tasty water they served there.



I had woken my owner quite early, I saw when the sun appeared just over the top of the nearest mountain. It was time to welcome the sun. Chadann had his religion, but I had mine, and although I had never practiced so faithfully on earth, it was quickly becoming my habit here.

It just felt good to move and exercise in the rising sun and the fresh smells of the morning. The cross fell against my chest a few times, making me smile and lose my focus. Maybe the two religions didn’t combine properly.

I did the best I could, and as gracious as I could manage, when I heard a male voice behind me.