It was a little nostalgic, in a way. It reminded me of how I would ride the bannister down into the main foyer back in our summer home when I was younger. You know, except for the men chasing me who wanted to enslave me against my will. That part was new.
Breathless, lungs aching and face hot, I made erupted down onto the ground floor. Surely the men wouldn’t try to take me here with so many witnesses?
As soon as I finished the thought, I saw five more of them come in the main entrance. Dammit, how many of these guys were there?
I didn’t know and I didn’t intend to find out. I sprinted forward and vaulted over the side of the reception desk. The men, of course, changed their course straight for me, but the hotel security was already converging on them.
People were beginning to notice what was going on and there was a mix of startled cries and shouting. I didn’t pay it any mind, however. Let people take their cellphone pics to sell to the highest bidder. That was the least of my concerns.
I didn’t wait around to see the fight between security and the kidnappers. People powerful enough to promise whole presidencies weren’t going to be stopped by a couple of guards wielding tasers. Something told me I still needed to get out of there. Panting, I rolled over the other side of the desk now that the men were distracted, and bolted out the front door.
I stopped as I reached the lot, looking both ways for some sort of escape. As if on cue, a rugged looking man pulled up on what I was pretty sure was a 2,000 CC motorbike in vibrant red. He took a step off and I rushed him, managing to surprise him enough to knock him onto his back. I didn’t waste a second and grabbed his bike while it was still running then took off.
“Sorry!” I called back, but I didn’t think he heard me. Not that I had the time to double back and check. I was running for my life and I had the feeling this was just the beginning.
Chapter Three: Abduction
James
“What the hell?!” I sputtered, fighting my way onto my feet.
I had just been pulling up to start my shift at work when some girl tackled me out of nowhere. I had fallen to the ground and she had made off with my bike.
I took a step forward but immediately was cut off by a group of men dashing after the woman, all dressed in suits and looking vaguely identical. I watched as they piled into a strange looking car and took off after her.
I didn’t know what was going on, but the hell if I was going to let my brand-new bike get involved in whatever the mess was.
I looked around, trying to find something that could help, when I saw a valet getting into a Ferrari that some oil baron or another had dropped off. I rushed towards him, snatching the keys from his hands and diving in.
I heard his cries of protest, but I didn’t pay them any mind and sped forward.
The car purred like a straight up kitten, but I couldn’t let myself get distracted by it. I was quickly closing in on both the car and the girl, her unhelmeted, copper hair billowing behind her like a cloak.
The pursuers were very quickly gaining ground on her and I knew she was done for, but at the last second the girl swerved to the side and then went off the paved road into the jungle.
Dammit! There was no way I was getting my bike back now. Both me and the other car were SOL. I began to hit the brakes, sure the vehicle in front of me would as well, when suddenly the impossible happened.
The sides of their car puffed outwards, shifting and sliding over each other, reforming entirely until some sort of strange… hovercraft stood where the strange vehicle had once been. Once more, it took off after the girl, leaving me in its backdraft.
Oh no, I was not about to let that happen. I jumped out of the stolen car and frantically searched around for some sort of Hail Mary. I was sure the chase was over for me when I saw a farmer leading his horse down the road.
That was awfully convenient.
I bolted towards the farmer, ripping the reins from his hand and throwing him my wallet. “I’ll have this back to you in a bit.” I cried, ignoring his frantic shouts as I sped off after the girl.
The dense foliage whacked at my face as I urged the horse onward. I wasn’t faring too bad for not having ridden in five years since we had moved from the countryside to the city. But I wasn’t closing the gap nearly as fast as our hovering friends.
A shadow passed over my head and for a moment I thought it was just a cloud moving over the sun. But it didn’t move like any cloud I had ever seen. I risked a look up only to see some sort of mechanical shape cutting quickly through the air above us.
My jaw hung open as I recognized that it was some sort of flying machine. It looked just like a-
No. It couldn’t be. It had to be some sort of high techn American aircraft.
But then the flying ship moved forward until it was directly above the girl. I watched in shock, still galloping forward at full speed as a solid beam of slight came down and hit the girl.
She stopped so suddenly that the bike jerked out from under her, and her body began slowly drifting upwards. I could see her struggle against the hold of whatever it was, but it didn’t relent.
I didn’t know what drove me forward, but part of me knew I couldn’t let this girl get taken by whatever the hell was trying to grab her right now. Concentrating, I urged the horse onward, past the hovercraft, until I was almost to her.
I waited until we were nearly there, then jumped up so I was crouching on the saddle. It was a trick I had learned in my rodeo days that were long since behind me, but I pulled it off well enough. At the last possible moment, I pushed off with all of my might, sending myself laughing through the air.
I flew for a minute, suspended in the air with my arms pinwheeling, before I managed to catch the girl’s ankle.
She looked down, her wide green eyes meeting mine. She was scared, I could tell, terrified even. I opened my mouth to shout to her that I was there to help, but before I could we were both blinded by a flash of light and then everything disappeared entirely.
*
Sam
I groaned as I came to, my head throbbing like no one’s business. For a moment, I had no idea where I was or what had happened, but then my memories came flooding back to me in a deluge.
Despite the obvious horror of the situation, the first thing I felt was blinding anger. My own goddamned father had sold me out for political gain! What kind of monster did that? When I escaped, I was going to tear him a new one -although I was still deciding on whether I meant that literally or metaphorically. Either way, all of someone’s dirty little secrets were going to be released online.
But first… I needed to figure out where I was if I wanted to escape from it. Groaning yet again, I opened my eyes only to be blinded by ridiculously intense light. I held my hand up, blocking the radiance long enough for my eyes to adjust before trying to look again.
I was in some sort of metallic room, and I wasn’t alone. The strange man who’s bike I had stolen was lying next to me, still unconscious. I tried to sit up, but I found I couldn’t. In fact, I couldn’t do much of anything besides move the one arm I had covering over my face.
Before I could even process that and all it meant, I heard footsteps. The same men as before were coming in now, but something about them had changed.
It wasn’t until they stepped into the light that I could tell the difference. Their skin, instead of coming in the various shades of human they had been, was now a dull grey and their eyes were entirely green. No whites, so pupils, just emerald, almond shapes staring at us with an expression that I couldn’t discern.
“What are you?” I cried before I could think better of it.
But they didn’t answer. Instead, they encircled the man next to me and placed some sort of device on his chest. I watched as they depressed the button in its center, and the man began to levitate upwards until he was about chest height.
Without a word, they took him and left the room, leaving me completely alone.
Who were these s
trange beings? And what could they possibly want from me? I wasn’t some great mind, or valuable asset. Hell, I wasn’t even fully grown. I was just a young woman and politician’s daughter.
I couldn’t say how long they left me there, but it felt like hours until the door slid into itself again and several more men stepped in. This time they had ditched the suits and were dressed in beautiful, iridescent clothing that looked like it came out of some sort of Hollywood space opera.
They took a step towards me and I scuttled backwards, but instead of harming me, they simple held out a shimmering gown of gossamer like fabric.
“Is… is this for me?”
“Yes.” The tallest of them answered. “Put it on.”
“What? No! Go screw yourself.”
“Put it on, or you will wear nothing.”
Well, that was a pretty good argument. “Fine. Give it here.” I snatched it from them then turned my back to their staring eyes. I had the feeling that they weren’t going to give me any privacy for modesty’s sake, so I decided to use the situation the only way I knew how.
Slowly, seductively, I started to remove my riding clothes. While I was nowhere near a prude, I found myself grateful that they couldn’t see my reddened cheeks as I did a little mini-strip tease. If there was one thing I had learned in all my time on these trips, is that if someone wanted you, you could flash a little bit of skin and they would be putty in your hands.
I really put everything into it, bending down all alluring like, letting clothes drop dramatically. It took me a full five minutes to finally get down to my skivvies, and then I slowly let the dress slip over my head.
When I turned to them, it was hard to tell if I had any effect. The only difference I could tell was that their cheeks were a bit grayer than they were previously.
It was only then that the situation stuck me in full. Grey men, the mechanical looking room, the high sci-fi everything all around me. I… I had been abducted. And these men standing in front of me were aliens.
Holy shit! There was life besides humans and the way I had to find out was in some sort of slave trade gone wrong? But why did they want me? No matter how many times I asked myself that, I couldn’t come up with an answer.
“This way,” They said, parting and making a gesture for me to walk between them.
Not like I have a choice, I thought to myself before obeying their silent command. Then we were out the door and my jaw was practically on the floor again.
The hall was a perfect, pristine white with ambient light emanating from the entire ceiling. Circular doorways lined the corridor, each of them glowing faintly with a beautiful shade of blue. We marched forward, saying nothing, until we reached the end of the hall and one of the entrances slid up into the ceiling.
I was no prepared for what I walked into. It was a massive, open room with different levels to make it more dynamic. I saw a lowered area where all sorts of life forms were dancing, a raised area that had some sort of otherworldly bar, and then in the dead center, with a backdrop of windows that showed the vastness of space, sat a single figure on the throne.
He was similar to the aliens flanking me, but his skin was a light lavender and he had four arms instead of just two. The only thing that could describe his clothing was utterly opulent. If there was anyone who was in power, it was this guy.
So that was the guy I was going to screw to get what I needed.
I took a step towards him, determination flowing through me, but was stopped as one of my guides caught my elbow.
“What?” I asked harshly, ripping my arm from his grip.
“You are not to go there. You are intended to entertain the Generals.”
“The Generals?” I echoed.
But they didn’t answer me, instead dragging me off towards a curtained off corner of the room. As we neared, I realized that the fabric was moving, reflecting different wavelengths of light in crystalline streaks. It was pretty, but it didn’t do anything to soothe my frazzled nerves as I was pushed through.
It was a lounge if there ever was one, with about six large, strapping aliens in it. All of them had different colored skin and numbers of eyes, arms and legs. There were a number of girls around them, either dancing or sprawled out in their laps. No sex, as far as I could tell. At least not yet.
What was that one phrase? Find the biggest kid on the playground and beat the shit out of them? Well I was doing the same thing, but with a little less violence in mind.
“A new girl,” One of the Generals remarked. “It’s been ages since we’ve had another gift brought to us. What’s the occasion?”
“Cesarious wishes to reward you for your valiant efforts on Planet V-294. Please, enjoy this fine beauty.” And with that, my guides exited out of the curtain, leaving me with the Generals.
I looked them over carefully, noting their seating arrangement, size and how was orientated to who. Judging from that lone, I guessed that the largest of them, dressed in the most distinguished uniform, was the leader of this little squad.
Well, I had my mark. Now it was time to do something about it.
I walked straight towards him, head held high and shoulders square. I approached him until I was less than a hand’s length away, where I stared at him without fear.
To his credit, he didn’t back down either, simply letting a slow smile spread across his face.
“Tell us, do you dance? Sing? Tell stories?”
“Oh no,” I murmured softly, eyes half lidded. “But I do have other talents.” Without another word, I unfastened the clasp holding my dress up and let it pool to the floor. Refusing to waver, I looked him dead in the eyes. “Why don’t we go somewhere I can show you?”
“Why don’t you show me here?”
I clicked my tongue, reaching forward and gently stroked his face. “Aw, come now. We both know that things are only valuable if they’re rare. And I won’t be any sort of accomplishment if all of you have me.”
He sat for a moment, considering me, and I thought that my plan was about to fall apart at the seams. But eventually, he rose and offered a hand to me.
“Come. But if you disappoint me, I’ll make sure you never know a drop of finery in your short life again.”
I swallowed, but tried to play it off. “I promise, I’ve never disappointed anyone in my entire life.”
Boy, was that a lie. But that didn’t matter. I let him lead me away, my heart pounding in my chest as we left the grand room and disappeared down the hall.
Chapter Four: Sexpionage
He led me into a room not too much different from anything you would find in a high-end hotel on earth. Sure, everything had a sleek, super advanced look to it, but I could tell what everything was. A bed, a closet, some place to make food, a nightstand, and then an elegant, over the top pitcher of some sort of liquid.
“Is that wine?” I asked, pointing.
“I suppose it’s equivalent to what you have on earth. It’s not made from any fruit you’ve ever known, though.”
That was fine, I had no intention of drinking it. Instead, I focused only on the man in front of me.
He was handsome enough, for being so utterly foreign to me. And it had been quite a while since I had time to scratch any itches. If I played this right, I was sure it could be downright enjoyable. Besides, I began to think I was getting off on the whole espionage thing because, while my heart was thumping, it wasn’t in revulsion.
“So, is this talent you’re so confident in staring contests? Because I expected something more.”
“Oh, there will be more.” I purred, my adrenaline kicking up a notch. “Much more.”
Although I knew I was playing with fire, I couldn’t resist the temptation to dive in head first any longer. Forget double-o-whatever, I was the new international -wait, no, intergalactic- agent on the scene. I closed all remaining distance between us and gripped his collar, yanking his angular, blue-hued face down to mine. Despite the fact that he could have easily thrown me across
the room, the General didn’t move, waiting to see what I would do.
If he was having fun with this, then so could I. Lowering my eyelids into what I hoped was my best ‘come hither’ look, I stood on tip toe and pressed my lips against his.
That was apparently all it took for the floodgates to burst wide open. The next thing I knew, our mouths were moving against each other as sheer animalistic lust overtook the both of us. I knew I was playing a dangerous game, and that I should be looking around for a way to knock this giant of a man out without getting to know him in the biblical way, but I was already invested.
Who knew, maybe I really was just a girl with daddy issues that wanted to screw them out with a random man who wasn’t even from my own planet. Or maybe this was my best bet off the ship. Either way, I wouldn’t know until it was done, and I was going to stick to my gut that this was a good thing.
I could tell that he wanted me. Craved me. And I was ready and willing to take full advantage.
I shoved him backwards with all of my strength, and actually managed to get his weight to tip back. He fell back onto the lavish, well cushioned bed cot that dominated the lavish room. I didn’t give him a second to recover, and quickly crawled over him.
He let out a laugh and it sounded surprisingly human. I didn’t let it bother me though, and reached over to the nightstand to grab the spirit there. I tipped it to my mouth and poured as much as I could in, before leaning over and kissing him once more.
The liquid spilled out, running down the sides of his face and into his mouth. He gripped my hips, his thick fingers pulling at the sides of her panties, but swallowed it all.
I gave him a little wiggle, grinding against his uniform, before filling my mouth and repeating the process. Once the second draught was delivered, he gripped my hair, pulling me back harshly.
But despite everything, I found myself enjoying it. For the first time in a long while I felt alive and bursting with energy. I could also feel myself growing wet.
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