Alien Love Slave (Sex Slave Series #1) (2 page)

I
tried
to sit up, but the attempt
was
feeble considering I still
didn’t
fully
have control of my arms, legs and head.
My arms
were
suddenly
mo
ved from
my
side
s
and strapped to planks on either side of my body
by some kind of blue neon light that
reminded
me of a force field.
I
had
no idea where the
arm
extensions came from, but I
didn’t
like being h
eld down at all, especially with my arms
stretched
out
like
I
was
on a cross.

The very thought
of being immobile
made
me want to panic, but for whatever strange reason, I
didn’t
. Maybe it
was
the effect of the drug they gassed me with earlier.
“Please let me go,” I beg
ged
, but it
came
out as some kind of weird mumbo-jumbo since my lips refuse
d
to work properly.

My ankles
were
shackled
with the same blue light
as
on my wrists
,
just before my legs
were
spread open as more sections of the table separate
d
. My body
was
now in the shape of a sideways
capital
“x,” where each hand
was
closer
to
one of my feet
than my head
.

Then
, I start
ed
to panic. My breathing
increased
,
and I
could
see my breasts heaving up and down
. I pull
ed
at the restraints on my extremities
;
however,
they absolutely
would
not budge. I
knew
I
was
trapped and whatever they want
ed
to do with
me
was
their
prerogative
. I
was
so royally screwed!

B
lack goo
was
poured onto my stomach
,
and my breath
caught
in terror. What
was
this
fresh hell?
What
was
worse
wa
s that
it
began
to freaking
move
!
It
was
cold
as it
began
to e
ase
upward over my breasts and my nipples
, completely coating everything in its wake
.

It
reminded
me of one of those so-called slime toys sold to kids a long time ago – that oozing, viscous
, disgusting crap made of guar gum
b
oys
would
buy to gross out girls –
that
was
what
was now making its merry way
up
my body.

The ooze had no scent
,
and it looked glossy as it moved.
So f
ar, it only seemed to be feeling me out, just touching my skin at its leisure
. It was freaky, which messed with my head, but it hadn’t caused any pain.

The repulsive pseudo-liquid
was starting to warm up to my body temperature as it covered my breasts completely. It moved up to my
underarm
, then my arms and fingertips.
I was now utterly terrified as it seeped onto my face, up my nose
,
and
toward
my mouth. I was sure I was going to die, either from drowni
ng or suffocating
from the ooze. I started to hyperventilate as it crept over my lips and slowly slid
into my mouth and
onto my tongue.

Strangely, it didn’t taste like anything; had I not been scared to death, it might have felt pleasurable as I noticed a slight vibration in the mass of the fluid. It either had some kind of intelligence or was programmed to avoid my airway and brain as it
slithered
around my mouth
and
nasal cavity
.

It oozed over my eyes, but I could still see
,
and I didn’t go blind, so that made me happy. I didn’t like the disgusting feeling of it easing into my ears, but again, there was no pain.

The gooey
solution left my skin and mouth feeling slightly tingly,
a little cool
,
and
almost clean.
It reminded me of menthol without the stench
.
It
wasn’t so terrible, really.

The table slowly rotated until I was facing the floor once again
,
and my body bowed forward
from the
weight.
I could feel the slimy, gelatinous fluid slide over my back
and down across the cheeks of my ass.

With the exception of the occasional babbling from the grays, the room was so quiet, m
y breathing seemed thunderous
as the slime continued to ooze down my body
.
A figure moved next to me
,
and s
omething touche
d
my ear
making me
flinch.

My hair
wa
s moved back from the side of my face
,
a
nd
a cold object
wa
s shoved into my inner ear. It hurt at first, but then the pain
went
away
surprisingly quickly
. I realize
d
someone
was
talking to me and that I
could
understand them.

“Look at me, human woman,”
said
the strange voice. I realize
d
I
could
move my head
,
and I turn
ed
to look at the being standing next to me.

The alien
was
an exact replica of the description
given by ninety-nine percent of people who were abducted: it
was
short and
silver
-gray
with huge black eyes. Its limbs
were
gangly
,
and there
was
no outward appearance of male or female genitals.

“Good, you can understand me,”
it
said
as it
stared
at me. “What your brain is calling ‘black slime’ is a cleaning agent. It
removed
all contagions from your body so none of us become infected
with your human viruses or bacteria.

“It will also determine your health. If you are fit, you will continue to the next phase
and the next
and so on
. Few humans make it that far,
” he paused
.
I swear if grays could roll their eyes, this one definitely did so before he continued speaking. “H
owever, regulations state I must inform you of the process
.
”

With that, he turned away from me and said nothing more. I opened my mouth to ask him a question, but it was at that moment the ‘cleaning agent,’ as he called it, dove into my anus
,
and I gasped loudly.

I’ve never had anal sex and had never been interested in it either, so when I was suddenly filled from behind,
I clenched up tightly – or at least, I tried.
Visions of a colonoscopy danced through my
mind
, taunting me with the pain I’d heard associated with this kind of exam
.
  I tried to scream, but nothing came out of my mouth.

The viscous
ooze
eased up into me,
vibrating lightly and
touching areas I never knew had nerve endings. It was almost gentle as it
push
ed itself around inside of
me, working diligently
.

What surprised me was the way it started to arouse me, especially when
part of
it
was sliding in and the other part
began sliding out of me. I was filled with so much pleasure and with constantly amazing sensations
that
I
was
unable to emit anything other than “ooohs” and “ahhhs”.

At this point, the table began to rotate again
,
and I was turned
s
o I was looking at the ceiling. The beings
that
had previously been standing at a
distance
came closer and stopped a couple of feet from the table.

The black ooze
slowly made its way to my pussy
, but instead of being scared, I was intrigued and curious about the way the slimy goo would feel. The black solution expanded over my pelvis
and
my labia
;
I felt a strange tingling sensation, different from the
previous
vibration, but not bad.

The gelatinous liquid moved again
,
and
I was able to lift my head just enough to see that my sex had been removed of all hair – galactic shaving at its best. No pain and no itching
– this could make me a very wealthy woman on earth!

It was strange to have my mind go from terrified one minute to planning my f
ortun
e in the next, but I didn’t think about it too much. I didn’t know it at the time, but my
thought
s were being manipulated by the gray standing next to me. More on that later, though.

After the goo finished removing my
pubic
hair, it began to hum and vi
brate once again. It slid open
the folds of my sex and pushed back the hood covering my clit.
The vibrating intensified, especially on the sensitive nub
,
and I immediately decided I was
going
to smuggle one of these home with me.

My new best friend
vibrated and hummed over my pussy, making me writhe on the table. I’d never felt anything quite
as
amazing as the intensity of this viscous slime teasing my clit
.

My back arched with wave after wave of pleasure as the vibrations continued; never too
concentrated, never to
o
dull. If I was Goldilocks, the black goo was my porridge – it was juuust right!

Every part of my labia was being stimulated, every fold explored
,
and it felt fucking amazing.
My hands clenched and unclenched as my clit was
flicked and somehow suckled
,
driving my body right to the edge of orgasm.

S
weat appeared between my mountainous breasts and began
to
run in rivulets to pool
in
the indent at the base of my neck. My pelvis arched upward, even though I knew
it
couldn’
t actually touch anything but air. In response, the dark solution began to ease into my pussy, mimicking the sensation and
solidness of a very large penis.

It shoved into me
,
and I screamed, “O
hhh
h
,
G
od!” I didn’t even realize my voic
e had returned
, the sheer fullness making me forget about everything else. The ooze thrust into me and drew out, thrust in and drew out
, increasing its tempo
as though sensing exactly what my body needed.

Even though I could speak now, I blurted out mindless sounds as the goo fucked in and out of me constantly. The vibration on my clit continued
,
and the slimy fluid hammered into me, then withdrew,
plunged back in, and then retreated,
until I screamed my pleasure in one long shout.