Gabrielle's POV

I stood a little unsure about the situation with the other women in a large room at the NASA Station and we waited for the alien man who was looking for a mistress.

The reason I volunteered was that my parents had a lot of debts and I wanted to help them somehow, because the one who would be chosen would get 1 million dollar.

I heard some of the people who had planned this event talking to each other, probably government people, saying he had arrived. I felt my heart racing with nervousness, but tried to stay calm somehow.

Quanoz' POV

I traveled with two soldiers who stayed by my side the entire time and prepared myself in the room above by placing my finger against the forehead of a human in front of me, so that I could learn the language of the earth people in seconds, as I had limited telekinetic powers.

Before that, the government and I had only talked over a temporary translator.

When all the knowledge had flowed into me, I broke away from the person and went down the stairs into the room and looked at the women who I were free to choose from.

The humans were a very interesting race. We had watched them for a long time before we decided to show ourselves. I was particularly interested in human women. I wanted to own one as well. So we made an agreement with the Earth Government, that we could become allies, if they would give me a new mistress for my harem, an ambassador you could say so.

I looked around and saw 20 women, none of them the same as the other. Some were a bit bigger in stature, some were thinner. Their bust size was also plumper than that of our women, who didn't even have this feature.

Some had round panes in front of their eyes. They all seemed to be wearing provocative clothes, it seemed to me. Apparently to look more pleasing to me

"My name is King Quanoz from the planet Zorax and as you know I would like to take a woman of your race into my harem. I would be happy to get to know each and every one of you before I make a choice."

I spoke with a stern but friendly voice.

I was very tall, taller than human men. About 2.30m/ 7'5 feet in size, the looks of the women amused me as they scrutinized me and my body.

Since you didn't really wear a lot of clothing on our planet due to the climate, I was free of the upper body and only covered with very wide pants, they were very similar to the ones Buddhist cultures wear on this planet.

For this I wore a lot of jewelry around my neck and on my muscular arms and legs. In addition, our race did not have hair like humans.

Just skin-like tubes on the head that glowed at their ends and grew throughout our lives. And we didn't have body hair either, one of the amazing things about humans.

Our diet also made our breed very lean and muscular, which the ladies apparently liked too. One of our most diverse characteristics, however, was probably our black eyeballs, which only got dimension through a white ring.

Gabrielle's POV

Three not human- looking people suddenly came down the stars, only two wearing some kind of soldier uniforms, I looked on one hand curious but on the other one frightened at the big aliens, but especially at the one infront, this must be the King we were told about.

His looks were just fascinating, he was quite tall, probably over 7 feet, and had a lean, muscular body. But most of all I was fascinated by his "hair", which even shined at the ends.

Quanoz ... that's a very nice name, I thought to myself. Amazed, I listened to his words and tilted my head a little to one side.

Did he really want to get to know us? A lot of men wouldn't care at all. My and his gaze met briefly, for a moment I got lost in his extraordinary eyes and gave him a hesitant but honest smile.

"I want to make it clear that whoever comes with me after today will never come back here. And from the moment this person steps a foot on my ship they are in my control. From then on ... they completely belong to me. You will learn about our traditions, but you will not be able to understand anyone but me. It is not possible to learn our language, because our language is not learnt but rather gifted by our elders during a ceremony after birth... "

He walked past each woman individually in order to have seen each one well.

"On my planet it is just as customary as my wife to be very scantily clad, visible to me at all times. Just as there is no kind of contraception. Every child is a gift from God for us. So your most important task will be to give yourself to me and look after my children. Anyone who has problems with this is free to go ... I don't want to force anyone to do so. "

Immediately I saw 3 of the ladies apologize and leave the room. Then the taller man talked to each woman in private, so that we could ask him questions and I, too, could get to know him.

I listened carefully to the man's words and thought about every single word he had said.

From an early age, I was very adaptable and could quickly adapt to new surroundings and situations. So I would certainly get used to the new circumstances quickly.

Freedom of movement? Mhm ... I can live with that, after all I'm quite happy with my body and wouldn't mind showing off my body. And never coming back here? I only have my parents, who will be happy when their dept will get covered and life here didn't treat me good anyways, so it will be great to have a new start. As someone important, with no worries of having to look for job or pay rent... just living, and enjoying all kinds of fun.

For a long time I thought about what I could ask him, but I couldn't really think about good questions.

I also noticed that most women rather tried to seduce him and tell him how much they'd always wanted to fuck an alien instead of really trying to get to know him.

So absorbed in my thoughts, I didn't noticed Quanoz was already standing in front of me. I smiled at him shyly.

"Hello. Uhm... I'm Gabrielle. Nice to meet you."

I said slightly embarrassed and played with the hem of my dress.

"Gabrielle ... what is your motive for wanting to come with me? Wanting to live with me ... and want to be my mistress?"

He leaned down to my height and bowed his head as he spoke to me.

"And if you have any questions for me ... now would be the right time ... "

He noticed that I was just as nervous as everyone else, but I didn't have that lustful look in my eyes like the others who were just looking at him as if they wanted to tear off the little clothes he was still wearing.

"I don't want to lie to you. I wouldn't think that's right. The reason I'm here is my family. They have huge debts that they can't pay and I want to help them."

I lifted my head and looked at him with an uncertain look, not knowing what to expect. I nervously twisted a strand of hair around my finger and thought for a moment.

"Will you leave immediately after your decision or stay here a little longer?" I asked after a moment of silence

Quanoz' POV
H

er motives were interesting. I was actually looking for a woman who was out ... to long for my body, but well. Still, I found it fascinating that someone would sacrifice themselves to help others.

"I see. And yes, I will leave immediately ... after all, it was clear to everyone that there was a chance of being taken along. Haven't you said goodbye to your family?"

"No, I said goodbye to my parents. Even if they weren't very happy about it, it is for a greater good."

She explained, to which I just nodded and continued to listen to her asking me further questions.

"So you don't want to see how we lived?" She asked, tilting her head a little."

I shook my head grinning "Oh no, we've watched your species long enough, I know how you live ..."

She rolled her eyes with a mischievous grin and streched her arms out to the sky.

"Of course you did...mhm. All right so, you won't find anything new or interesting here anymore..." Again, I just shook my head with a smile.

"No, not really..."

For a moment, we just look at each other before I rose to speak.

"And ... if you are not here because you are attracted to the idea of ​​being... physically connected to a non-human being ... doesn't my appearance scare you off?"

She examined my facial features to read anything out of them, but failed in vain.

"Why should I be scared off by your looks? You look really good. You are a fantastic catch if you ask me, considering all the disgusting men out here."

She said with a giggle and relaxed a little, since her posture now seemed a little less stiff. Even though she played a lot with her fingers, so I grabbed her hands softly to stop her because it irritated me a little.

"I'm very sorry. I always do this when I'm in situations that make me nervous." She apologized in a soft voice.

"No, no please it's okay, I just saw that you were still nervous, so I thought this would give you a little more comfort. And thank you for the compliment ... but everyone has two sides. I am perhaps more respectful than many men here ... but I have heard that it is not particularly welcomed here when the woman is seen as the property of the man. And I will demand this right ... with no consideration ..."

In a serious voice I reminded her of the duties that came with my offer.

"Well ... let's leave the topic of people men, okay? I've never been very lucky with men and yes. I understand that, but how do we say? Other planets, other traditions!" She declares, mentioning a very weird phrase, considering that we are the first other planet they are in contact with.

"That saying doesn't really exist, does it?" My smile gets a bit wider as I realise that she probably just made that one up.

You could tell that she just had to reciprocate my stupid grin when I mentioned that.

"But it really does exist. Only it is called different countries, different traditions~."

She looked deep into my eyes, I could see that she was now completely relaxed after joking around a little.

"It amazes me ... that you are the only one who doesn't necessarily want to convince me that you are the right one. The others had explained to me how long they had been waiting to have contact with an alien ... and how much they liked me to lay with them. But you ... try to score points with cheesy sayings~."

You could tell that the whole thing amused me very much because the balls on the ends of my hair began to shine brighter than normally while I had to laugh softly.

"I like you, Gabrielle ..."

Gabrielle's POV

"Well. You should make your decision without somone begging you to take them. Maybe I'll beg for something else, but not here and certainly not yet."
I said with a giggle and winked charmingly.

"Wait a minute, what do you mean cheesy~?"
I asked theatrically, his deep laugh was just pleasant to hear.

"How nice..." Softly I whispered to myself, his voice was almost dreamy... and looked at his hair, which began to shine brighter. "May I ask you something?"

"Of course, ask what you like ..." he let out a relaxed breath and just looked at me.

"So of course you don't have to answer if you don't want to, but why are the ends of your hair glowing?"

I asked curiously, looking at the shining tips and then up at him. I was 1.70/5'5, but felt tiny compared to him.

"They always shine ... our people think that our soul lives in them, since the light goes out as soon as we die, but they shine brighter with every strong emotion. Be it sadness, joy, lust or anger ..."

He explained patiently, crouched down a little I guess so that I could see his hair more clearly.

"We call them Unaki. Our Unaki are provided with nerve cells ... not like your hair. So we can feel every touch just as we can on the rest of our skin ..."

Full of fascination I listened to his explanation and looked again at his Unaki.

"That is really incredibly interesting. My grandmother told me when I was younger that emotions are stuck in our hair and who we cut them, so a lot of it, for example, that we cut off bad emotions from ourselves."

I explained, smiling at the thought of my grandmother. "May I touch your Unaki?"

"Of course ... and that's very nice what your grandmother said. We can't cut ours off, though ... it would be like cutting off a finger ..."

Carefully he bent his head so that I could better reach his hair. As I then gently ran my hand over it, he got goose bumps but I just giggled a little and didn't put to much thought to it.

I tried to be very gentle and careful as I ran down to one of the strands and clasped one with my hand. "I see ... then I'm very careful, yes?"

I stood on my tiptoe to meet him and then touched his Unaki in awe. "Is that okay or am I hurting you?" I wanted to know worried and tried to make eye contact with him.

"You won't hurt me, don't worry. You don't have to be so very careful, they are very flexible so they can also be bent to a certain extent. Don't be shy ..." his Unaki betrayed him as they started to shine brighter again.

I carefully flexed one of his hair strands a little and then lifted my gaze to make sure everything was okay. I continued to stroke him carefully, keeping my balance on my toes.

"They shine brighter, that means you are having strong emotions at the moment?" I asked like a curious child, smiling happily.

"I am very happy that you made my choice so easy ... and that it gives you such joy to touch my hair." He put a hand on my cheek lovingly while I slowly let go of his head again.

"You should be the woman who comes with me ... if you like that."

"Oh, I'm glad."

I said happy and gave him an overjoyed smile.

"Otherwise I wouldn't be here, would I?"

I asked with a sly grin on my lips. "So... nows the moment I'll leave everything behind, isn't it?. Can I still text a little goodbye to my parents?"

"Do that ..." he nodded and officially announced that he had made my choice and said goodbye to all the other women, who were visibly sad about not being selected.

As a consolation, everyone got an amulet with a stone, which apparently is only native to their planet.

It was bright blue and shimmered like thausand diamonds. Wow... do I get something like this too when I go with him? Maybe even something more luxurious, given the fact that I will become one of his mistresses.

With that Realisation three Questions popped into my mind.

One:

How many Mistresses does he even has?

two:

How important am I really to him?

And three:

Am I going to be just one of his many mistresses? A number?