The Love Slaves

The story of an girl kidnapped by aliens to produce an army for them, but her discovery of true love and companionship during.

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My name is Lisa Kinderman-Valorian and this is my story of finding love during the most terrifying and mentally painful time of my life. But before I start, a little about my background. My father left my mother and sister Bonnie when I was ten, having only been with mother so long so he could use her vast property and farm as a whore house for his affairs. Finally mother threw him out.

A year later she hired a young traveling Spanish handyman called Julius Sabatini, and discovered all men weren't asshole’s. Julius was young and kind and all but raised us with mother, as if we were his own. Both Bonnie and I thought of him as our father, which he was touched about, and that was one of the reasons mother kept him on so long, and now at nineteen he was still there, only now as mothers personal assistant. My sister and I both knew there was something more to their relationship, but we were unsure what exactly.

Anyway back to the story, I'm supposed to be telling you about how I met Arthur my king. But first a quick warning. If you are sickened by the idea or knowledge of a woman being raped and then becoming a horny sex-servant, put this away now.

The day it started I was helping Julius bring the cows in-they had gotten out and we had to round them up. The animals suddenly started to panic and I looked at him for an explanation "What's wrong with them, Jules?"

"I don't know, Mistress Lisa" his voice as confused as I felt "Their senses are better than ours. Maybe something is spooking them."

"Like that noise?" I asked.
"What noise?"
"That one, don't you hear it? Listen."
There was a low humming coming towards us, closer and closer, louder and louder.

Julius released the calf he held and stood, listening intently, hearing it himself as well now "I have no idea what that is" he said honestly "I have never heard such an sound before."

Suddenly there was a flare of light above us, like someone had switched on a group of floodlights aimed directly at us. I cried out as the light penetrated me, blinding me, flinging up my arm to cover my eyes. With the light came the inability to move and I heard Julius cry out my name, but I couldn't answer him.

I blacked out.

When I came too I found myself laid out on a cold metal bench. I moaned at the ache in my head, but at least I wasn't blind. I looked around slowly, my head-the only thing I could move-to find myself inside and strange metal room with an strange green goo glowing on the walls, the roof an arching dome above me. Across from me were some weird figures, crowded around a table with something on it that I couldn't see.

They seemed to sense I was awake because three of the figures turned to look at me, slowly followed by the others, and I couldn't help my gasp of shock and horror. All were totally bald men in tight silver suits, but that wasn't what made me gasp. It was their grey skin, large pupil less black eyes, small noses and small almost no-lipped mouths, plus their long and thin bodies with long arms and three long fingers and thumb.

The three who had first turned walked to my side and before I could ask fearfully what was going on, why I was there and what they were going to do with me, one held up an strange gun-like device and pressed it to the side of my neck. I cried out at the pressure as something was injected in me and the other two pulled me off the table and tore off my clothes until I was completely naked.

And I could do nothing to stop it.

They then easily lifted me and placed me onto a floating platform and with one leading and one following I was taken out of the room.

Soon we entered another and I was placed on another table in the middle. Larger than the last one it was filled with at least fifty other but smaller aliens, all seated on an raised platform, watching an older one who stood on an podium across from me. After explaining what I was in, to my surprise and probably for my benefit, English, he motioned to a young male standing nearby, naked, huge and muscular.

How could I tell it was male? The obvious way, sight. He had a human males' external reproductive organs.

As he walked towards me-great sack and member swaying, I heard the older alien-who I guessed was a scientist teaching a class-say "Now our great warrior Ohanaili shall demonstrate what these humans call sexual intercourse with this specimen."

As soon as I heard this I struggled harder, desperately, against the weakness, terrified. I was an virgin, was I going to be raped by this alien instead of an one special night with the man I loved-when I found him? He stopped near my table, two others spraying him all over with a green liquid that quickly soaked his skin as he rose fully, throbbing.

Then, as they watched and I looked on, terrified, he climbed onto the table between my feet and grabbed my ankles, his cold alien skin making my flesh crawl. He then wrenched my legs apart, as wide as they would go, moving up towards my body, between my legs. He then lay down over me, his huge member touching me.

Then, he forced himself into me.