Chapter 5
"Tsk, did you forget? I asked you to come at noon, not this early in the morning," I retorted trying to buy time.
"What do I care about that? Do you think you can manage me?" he asked, squeezing the smallest part of my courage.
I didn't want to lose. Even though I was already nervous and scared to death, I couldn't afford to look timid in front of him. Even if I have to give in, I will give in but not look like I'm giving in.
"Alright, you can find another human. I don't care about your plan, and you don't even care about my decision. If you really want to hear an answer from me then you have to wait until noon," I said confidently.
My confidence was really being tested now, the problem was that this confidence could bring big problems for me. But I have too much pride, so it seems that I have to start managing my pride first if I want to survive.
Zerg moved his face away from me, then he grunted and then laughed. Is that a laugh of anger or is it a laugh of frustration?
Let's see his response.
"You're a real prick, little girl. Alright, what's your name? I can hardly call you if I don't know your name," he said.
"Call me Lana," I replied even though I was not in the mood, but my intonation was firm and flat.
"Hm, alright Lana. You are an interesting human, is it because of the stress of our invasion of Earth that you have such an interesting mentality?" said Zerg with obvious excitement.
"Alright, I'll give you a chance. But until the time you want then I will demand that answer even if you are not ready."
Before I could reply to him, he had already left my room without leaving any message. Almost like the previous one. Leaving me in there alone with mixed feelings bubbling up inside my chest.
"Hah, fyuh. Gosh, my chest feels like it's being squeezed with a high-powered hydraulic machine. I don't know why every time I'm around him, it's like I'm under so much mental pressure," I complained while releasing my mental tension.
I then leaned back again, unknowingly sweating quite a lot. This was even more tiring than serving Zask's intense lust. But there was no better comparison between the two. They were both driving me crazy.
There was nothing to consider about which was better between me being Zask's sex slave all the time or me agreeing to a deal that wasn't necessarily going to be good for me. I still didn't even know what the deal was.
My hands were still bound in chains, like a prisoner who had committed a major crime. Is having a womb and being able to produce a baby such a crime that I'm tied up and locked up like this? It's really unfair, I'm so upset, I want to moan loudly but who will hear me? Even God who people usually say is a listener who always hears the moans of his creation doesn't care about me now.
"Gosh, how long has it been since I've eaten?" I said, stroking my stomach which felt sore and empty.
I just realized that I was starving and hadn't eaten at all, after being used to satisfy his lust he didn't feed me at all. Does he think a human stomach can fill itself without the need for food? Crazy alien.
My feet moved from the bed, trying to find a way out of the room, walking with a body that felt weak and tired. Even when I just woke up my body was still tired, this is really sad, I'm really sad about my current situation.
"At least I want to fill my stomach, I'm really hungry," I whimpered weakly.
As I dragged my shuffling feet, I suddenly fell and collapsed on the floor, my hands pulled tightly by the chains that were firmly attached in this room. I forgot about it until I walked unconsciously and fell like this.
"I want to eat---"
Suddenly I heard the door being opened wide, there was Zask in the doorway looking at me without being able to describe what his eyes looked like.
Wordlessly, he walked into this room and put down a plate of food. Truly human food, not some strange dish from a disgusting alien nation. I could tell that at least from the looks of it.
A plate of rice with three pieces of chicken cooked to a brown color with a reddish-brown sauce, similar to an Asian dish, with vegetables of many varieties on the side.
I was hungry.
Really hungry.
Now I could barely hold back my drooling, staring at such a delicious dish and smelling its fragrant aroma made my appetite increase.
"Eat it, it's food suitable for humans. I've asked my subordinates to find it for you.
Even though you'll be carrying alien babies, the only nutrition you can absorb is food that matches your daily diet. So I am providing you with the food you should eat," Zask said.
Zask was about to turn around and leave the room again. But before he closed the door, he looked back or rather at me and glanced at me.
"If you obey my words then your life will not be difficult. Don't think of running away, you won't be safe if you disobey me even once. Oh, and one more thing. Be prepared, after I finish eating I will need your body again."
My chest could only feel tight when I heard that, my legs trembled, still remembering the horrible memory when that giant thing tore my hole brutally without mercy. And after this he would do it again? My body will be completely destroyed by it.
"Please..."
Zask's feet stopped as he was about to step away, he seemed to want to hear the rest of my words. Or rather my moans of agony.
"Please don't do it again."
I was about to cry, this wasn't hyperbole, this was really a pleading moan of pain from me. I could hardly bear it, just one day here was so excruciating. Were there other women before me who felt the same way? Or could it be worse than this?
"Your function is just that, don't protest too much. You just need to open your legs and let everything be done. Is it that hard to do that?" he asked in a cold tone.
The door closed with a bang, and then my tears just burst out. I shed my tears non-stop, my emotional and psychological state was completely shaken here. I could barely make a sound as I was so upset, I was too angry and too sad, but I couldn't do anything.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! What's wrong with me, is having a womb and a vagina a mistake?!" I shouted out loud, I couldn't contain my emotions anymore.
My stomach rumbled again. With anger and shame I slowly ate the food in front of me, so afraid of losing a single grain of rice from there, I ate it with great gusto.
It was either really delicious or I was so starved that food that wasn't delicious could possibly taste delicious now.
I let the plate just sit there, I didn't want to waste my energy on trivial things like this. I chose to curl up on the floor, I was too tired to go to bed. After crying my body was getting tired, and I was very sleepy. I need rest, always rest, or even rest forever.
I'm too scared to die, but living like this also feels very scary like dying. What should I do? I have no choice, I have no.... Wait! I actually have a choice. But whether that choice is better or worse is still unknown to me.
"Damn it, I don't know what to do," I said.
My eyes felt so heavy, I unconsciously closed my eyes again and just fell asleep.