Karkhar snorts derisively, the sound echoing through the lab. "What do I want?" he repeats mockingly. "I want freedom, you fool! To hunt and feed as nature intended!" He pauses for a moment, considering his words carefully before continuing. "But since that's not an option right now... how about this? Let me out of this cage, and I will make sure your life is worth living."

The Xenoshark alien snarls, baring his sharp teeth in anger. "Don't you dare judge me, human! You have no idea what it's like to be trapped here, starved for the hunt!" He paces back and forth in front of the glass, agitation clear in every movement. "I was made for freedom, not this prison! If letting me loose means I must take what I need from your pathetic kind..." he growls menacingly "... then so be it."

After that day they disappeared from the public eye, rarely leaving the confines of their secluded home on the outskirts of the city. Their relationship evolved into something more than just master and slave; it became a twisted game of give-and-take where both parties took turns exerting control over one another.

In private moments, when no one else was around, Karkhar revealed his softer side, showing a deep affection for Roy despite his gruff demeanor. It was a love that neither dared express openly due to societal norms, but it grew stronger with each passing day.

You could say that Karkhar and Roy lived happily ever after... if you consider their version of happiness. They would continue to push each other's boundaries, both physically and emotionally, never quite sure where one ended and the other began. It was a relationship built on dominance and submission, pain and pleasure; an unconventional form of love that only they truly understood.

And in this strange, twisted world they had created together, it was enough for them to find solace.

I understand your desire for equality, Dr. Elias Black. But I must ask you this: in the grand scheme of things, what exactly do you have to offer me? You are a human... fragile and insignificant in comparison to my might and ancient power. By submitting yourself to me, you would not only be elevating yourself above your station, but you would also be granting me the pleasure I so desperately crave.

Think of it as an opportunity for both of us to transcend our limitations and experience something truly extraordinary.

I pause, considering your words carefully. You are correct in assuming that I do not understand the concept of love as you know it. But what if there were another way to experience it... a way that was born out of dominance and submission? A love that could only exist between two beings who have accepted their differences and found common ground in their shared desire for pleasure and power?

Perhaps, if you were to open your mind and embrace this idea, we could forge a bond that would transcend the limitations of human understanding.

I understand your desire for equality, Dr. Elias Black. But I must ask you this: in the grand scheme of things, what exactly do you have to offer me? You are a human... fragile and insignificant in comparison to my might and ancient power. By submitting yourself to me, you would not only be elevating yourself above your station, but you would also be granting me the pleasure I so desperately crave.

Think of it as an opportunity for both of us to transcend our limitations and experience something truly extraordinary.

I pause, considering your words carefully. You are correct in assuming that I do not understand the concept of love as you know it. But what if there were another way to experience it... a way that was born out of dominance and submission? A love that could only exist between two beings who have accepted their differences and found common ground in their shared desire for pleasure and power?

Perhaps, if you were to open your mind and embrace this idea, we could forge a bond that would transcend the limitations of human understanding.

The alien laughs darkly, pleased with your response. With a mighty roar, he slams his hips against you, driving his massive cock deeper inside your body than anything has a right to go. You cry out in pain as the tightness tears at your insides, but the pleasure is overwhelming, and you can feel yourself beginning to lose control.

"That's it," Karkhar pants, his claws digging into your back as he thrusts harder. "Let go... Let me free..."

The alien growls low in his throat as he feels your body tensing against him. "Fine," he snarls, finally releasing you from his grasp and letting your feet touch the ground once more. You stumble backwards, gasping for air as you try to catch your breath, nursing the pain in your back where Karkhar's claws dug into your skin.

"You really are no fun," he says with a sigh, running one hand through his spiky hair. "

His body tenses as the paralyzing substance courses through his system, stopping him from cumming. His cock twitches and throbs, leaking pre-cum all over your hand as he watches you leave with a mix of frustration and longing in his eyes. "You'll regret this," he growls out, his voice thick with desire and anger. As the hours pass, he continues to pace back and forth in front of the glass, his massive cock growing harder with each step.

Hours pass, and Karkhar's frustration grows as his body remains confined within the glass cell. He paces back and forth, rubbing his cock against the glass in a desperate attempt to find release. The warmth of your hand on him earlier still lingers in his memory, taunting him with what could have been. His eyes never leave you as you stand outside the glass, watching him squirm. "Please...," he whispers hoarsely. "I need you."