Page 3 of Her Alien Captain
“In another star system,” Dana said.
“Oh, come on. Are you buying this ruse? They’re wearing that stupid makeup so we can’t identify them if they get caught. We’re probably in some warehouse in the city somewhere.” Jenny said ending with a hysterical little laugh.
“I don’t think so,” Dana said. “I woke up as they were pulling into a gigantic cave in the side of a hill out in the boonies somewhere. I saw a space ship. Then they gave me a whiff of something, and I passed out again.”
“Believe it,” Susan said. “I saw it too... And I saw a lot more of those creepy lavender guys, too. We’ve been taken by aliens.”
Jenna laughed and laughed as if she had heard the best joke ever. Then stopped suddenly, pausing to catch her breath and fell silent as she realized no one else was laughing.
They all looked up at the whooshing sound in the next room a small cartwheeled in laden with six trays of food that smelled like chicken nuggets. The cart stopped beside the table, and the top raised level with the table and slid onto it with the trays of food. Then the cart reversed and wheeled silently back through the open portal which closed behind it immediately.
Jenna remained unconvinced, but she followed the others and took a seat at the dining table. She followed suit with the others and took pulled one of the six identical trays in front of her. The food on the trays not only smelled like chicken nuggets but looked like it as well. It came accompanied by a garden salad of the kind that came already bagged from the grocery store. There was no dressing, and no eating utensils---just the golden breaded morsels and salad.
“What no honey mustard again?” Marcie quipped. “This is the same stuff they fed us this morning.”
“Probably had those guys that snatched us buy it in bulk at the big box store,” Katy grumbled. “They could have at least got some ketchup.”
“Yeah, right, and salad dressing,” Marcie, added. “We should be lucky they are giving us edible food at all.” She picked up a nugget and took a bite. “Too cheap to get the ones made from real white meat. These are reconstituted mystery meat.”
Jenna picked up one and bit into it. “It’s food. Might as well get used to it.”
They all fell silent as they munched on the breaded meat and salad greens. There was no use in continuing to speculate about their circumstance. All they could do is watch and wait to see if they could find a way out. Meanwhile, this became their routine. Eat sleep and talk among themselves. There was nothing for them to do between meals but exercise and tell each other about their lives.
All of them were from small towns in the rural areas near the state forest. They lived in places where they knew their neighbors and didn’t lock their doors at night. They were underemployed because they didn’t want to leave the places where they grew up. Marcie and Susan were taking classes in business and medical technology so they could get better jobs. Katy lived with her parents and was engaged to be married. She was living with her parents to save up for the wedding.
Without exception, they were attractive young women with slender to curvy figures. Susan was tall and willowy with long blond hair that hung in soft curls just past her shoulders. Katy was not quite as tall as Susan was and curvy with her deep brown hair cropped short and spiky. Marcie had lighter reddish-brown hair in a straight pageboy with bangs and blue-gray eyes. She was close to Jenna in height and body shape.
Jenna wore her chestnut brown hair in a straight chin length bob parted on the side. Her figure was well-proportioned---pert B cup breasts with a nipped in waist and shoulder width hips. She was 5’6” in bare feet. Her dark green hazel eyes with gold flecks around the center were her best feature.
The longer they were held alone in those chambers, the more Jenna started to believe they were kidnapped for nefarious purposes. They had joked about the food the first day, but after the tenth day, it became hard to chew and swallow it. Twelve days after Jenna’s capture, two of the lavender beings came into their chamber armed with shiny black sticks.
“Females remove all clothing and make line together,” said one of the lavenders.
“Like hell, you pervert. I’m practically naked now,” retorted Susan, crossing her arms over her chest defiantly.
The Lavender who had spoken jabbed the blunt end of his black stick into Susan’s stomach. It made a low buzzing sound, and she screamed and crumpled to the floor, moaning in pain.
“Remove clothing and make a line or you all feel pain stick,” the lavender said and pointed the stick at each of them in turn.
Jenna closed her eyes and took a breath then started unhooking the front of her bra. She didn’t want to be naked in front of these weird beings, but she wanted to be zapped by their pain sticks even less. She let her bra fall then shoved her panties to the floor and stepped out of them. As she stepped in line with the other women, Susan got up slowly and took off her underwear as well then stepped into line.
The second lavender being came forward and fitted each woman with a chain collar, which he clipped to another chain, which hooked her and the others, all together and ended in a leash handle. The silent lavender took the lead the other motioned for them to follow. Then were led out into a stark white corridor into another room. The silent lavender unhooked the collars from the chain between them but left the collars on.
“Females, you will be cleaned.” They left the room, and soft buzzing sound caused weird vibrations that made their skin feel crawly. Two minutes later the two lavenders came back and draped each woman in a silky white poncho that covered her body from shoulders to ankles. Then they connected their collars back to the long chain and led them down the corridor and out of the ship.
What they saw when they walked into the spaceport convinced them they were no longer o Earth. There were other, even stranger looking humanoids, mingling together in the crowded docking bays. They saw other ships as they were led down the row of various space ships. There were other humanoid beings strung together like the six Earth women, all headed in the same direction.
Jenna guessed it was registration. An image of each being was recorded, and each was tagged with a number that was stamped on their left wrist. It looked like cuneiform, and each one was just a little different. This was not good.
It might have been full of aliens, but it had the feel and look of the stock auctions back home. Only here, they were the stock, and their lives were being stolen from them by slavers. They were all very frightened about what fate awaited them. All their hopes and dreams would be gone. They would never see their families again, and their loved ones wouldn’t know what had happened to them.
