From simon@mcstories.com Thu Apr 10 23:16:59 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: REPOST: Mind Snatchers, Part One (mc mf ff)
From: Simon bar Sinister <simon@mcstories.com>
Date: Thu, 10 Apr 1997 23:16:59 -0400
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Mind Snatchers
Part One

``What'll it be?'' asked the bartender.

``Uh, a Guiness and a white wine, please,'' said Roy.

``Excuse me,'' said a voice next to Roy.  He turned and saw that
two men had sat down at the bar next to him.  Roy found them to
be rather odd looking.  They were rather short, too.  ``Are you
expecting somebody?''

``Yes, I'm meeting my girlfriend.''

``What's she like?  Is she good looking?''

Roy was starting to get put off by their personal questions.
``Well, I guess so.''

``Does she look like Pamela Anderson?''

``Pamela Anderson?''

``Yes.  We have been watching your television program *Baywatch*,
and we thought that when we got here, it would be like that.''

``Ah, I see. That's a mistake many tourists make.  I see it all
the time.  Unfortunately, you can't believe everything you see on
television.  Have you been in America long?''

``We just got here.  We are from very far away.''

``I can tell from your accents.  You're from England.''

``Yes, that's right.  We're from England.''

``Where in England are you from?''

``Uh, the middle part.''

Sarah, Roy's girlfriend, came in and sat next to him.  Roy kissed
her on the cheek.  ``Hi, baby,'' she said.  ``Who are your
friends?''

``Guys, this is my girlfriend, Sarah.  I didn't catch your
names.''

``I am David,'' said one of them.

``Hi, David,'' said Sarah.

``And I am David,'' said the other.

``Well, I guess that makes it easy to remember.''

``You were right,'' said one of the Davids.  ``She is good
looking.''

``Is that all you talk about when I'm not around?'' asked Sarah.
``What I look like?''

Uh-oh, thought Roy.  It looks like we're about to have an
argument.

``She's strong-willed,'' said David number two.  ``And fiesty,
also.''

``Sarah,'' said Roy, ``why don't we go over and sit in one of the
booths over there?''

``I don't even know why you drag me to this place.  It's probably
so you can show me off in front of your sick friends.''

``Yes, very strong-willed.'' agreed David number one.

``Sarah, they're not my friends.  They just came in and sat next
to me.  If you just calm down--''

``You know, I *hate* it when you tell me to calm down like that.
You're just trying to change the subject.''

``She's getting very angry,'' said David number two.  ``See her
ears turning red?''

``Oh, for Christ's sake!'' screamed Sarah at the Davids.  ``Why
don't you shut the fuck up and mind your own goddamn business!!''

The two of them stared at her with their jaws hanging wide open.
``Wow...'' one of them said.

Roy just wanted to go and crawl into a hole somewhere.  ``Sarah,
I--''

``Forget it,'' she interrupted.  ``Let's just go home.'' She
grabbed her purse and headed for the door.

Roy turned to the Davids and gave them a dirty look.  ``You know,
you guys really piss me off.''  They didn't pay any attention to
him, they were still staring at Sarah as she was leaving.  Roy
got up and followed her.

The two of them didn't speak the entire way home.  They went
inside, and Roy decided it was time for them to make up.  He
wanted to apologize, but he wasn't really sure what he had done
wrong.  He tried the generic apology.  ``I'm really sorry about
that,'' he said.

``I guess it wasn't your fault,'' said Sarah.  ``It was those two
jerks sitting next to you.  Did you notice how they were staring
at me?''

Roy went up and kissed her.  ``So you're not angry at me?''

``No, I guess not.''  The two of them hugged.

``You shouldn't worry about assholes like that, because I'll
always be here to protect you.'' They kissed some more, deeply,
passionately.  Roy could tell that Sarah was starting to get
aroused.  He started to unbutton her blouse...

All of a sudden, the door burst open.  In rushed the two Davids
from before, only now they were carrying huge, long weapons that
looked like guns.  One of them pointed his weapon at Roy, and
fired a ray at him.  Roy was flung across the room and against
the wall.  He tried to move, but he was pinned down, in some kind
of force field.

The other David fired at Sarah, but it was another sort of
weapon.  The beam shot and and hit Sarah in the face.  She was
immobilized by the ray.  He held the beam on her while she stood
there, frozen, in some kind of trance, her eyes as wide as
saucers.

``What are you doing to her?!'' screamed Roy, as he struggled to
break free of his invisible bonds.

David ignored him, and kept shooting the beam at Sarah.  After
several minutes, he shut it off.  Sarah blinked her eyes a few
times, and came out of the trance.

``Sarah,'' said one of the Davids, ``we are now your Masters.
Come here and kneel before your Masters.''

David's words awoke incredible feelings of passion within her!
She knew he was speaking the truth!  He was her Master, she had
to obey him!  Suddenly, her legs felt like jelly, she was going
to kneel, just as he commanded!

``Sarah!'' screamed Roy.  ``Are you all right?  What did they do
to you?!''

``Roy?'' said Sarah.  Suddenly, she remembered, Roy was her
boyfriend!  ``No!  I will not obey you!  I am not your slave!''

``She's resisting!'' said one of the Davids.  ``Excellent!''

``Resistance is useless,'' said the other, ``but please go ahead
and try.''

Sarah went for the door, but they had another force field around
it.  There was no way out.

``There is no escape, other than capitulation.''

Sarah banged against the force field in frustration, and started
to cry.

``You know you want to obey, you can't deny it.''

Sarah realized she was getting so horny!  The thought of her
kneeling in front of them in submission filled her with lust!
But she had to resist!  She had to think about something else.

A David tried to get close to Sarah.  ``Get away from me!'' she
yelled.

The David ignored her, and stood close in front of her.  ``Oh,
really?  What are you going to do about it?  Attack me?  Go
ahead,'' he taunted, ``try to hit me.  Try it.''

Sarah made a fist and pulled it back, getting ready to hit him.
``Go ahead, hit the fucker!!'' said Roy.  But even though Sarah
was over six inches taller than him, he seemed so strong and
powerful!  And Sarah, she felt so weak and helpless!  She wanted
to hit him, but she didn't have the will!  She broke down and
started crying again.

David laughed.  ``You can't do it, because you can't hurt your
Master.  You can only give pleasure to your Master.''

David reached up and touched her cheek.  It sent a thrill
throughout Sarah's body.  ``Sarah the slave,'' he said softly.
``That's what you are, Sarah the slave.'' He looked deeply into
her eyes.  ``Picture yourself as a slave.  A slave who will obey
her Master's every, every command.''

``Oh, God...'' moaned Sarah.  She was so horny she couldn't stand
it!

``It's what you want more than anything.  You want to please your
Master.  You want to obey.''

``No!'' screamed Sarah.  She ran away, and curled up in the
corner in the fetal position.

``Come on, Sarah, do it.  It feels so good to obey.  You want to
obey.''  Every time David said the word ``obey,''  it sent a
chill down Sarah's spine.

``Look at her,'' said the other David.  ``She's going to break
soon.  She wants nothing more than to be our sweet, submissive
slave.''

``Oh!'' moaned Sarah.  ``Oh, please!  Leave me alone!''

``I've had about as much of this as I can take,'' he said, in a
much sterner tone of voice.  ``Come over here and kneel in front
of us!  And since you're already on the floor you can crawl!  DO
IT NOW!!''

``Oh, God!'' screamed Sarah.  She was so hot!  His voice was so
powerful!  It was impossible to resist!  She couldn't think any
more.  All she could do was what she was told!  All of a sudden,
she realized she was already on her hands and knees, crawling
towards them.  And it felt so good!

``Sarah, no!'' pleaded Roy.  ``Don't do it!  You've got to fight
it!''

But by this time it was too late.  Sarah was completely in their
power!  All she wanted was to obey, and give them pleasure!  She
felt herself being drawn to them, like a magnet.  It felt so good
to obey!  She kneeled in front of her Masters, her head held down
in humility.

``That's better.  Now get naked.''

This time, there was no hesitation.  She was quite eager to get
out of her confining clothes.  ``Yes, Master!'' she said,
gleefully.  She quickly stripped off all her clothing and resumed
her kneeling position.

One of the Davids started to unbuckle his pants.  ``Have you ever
completely swallowed a man's dick before?''

``No, Master, but I suppose I could tr--Oh, this shouldn't be a
problem.''  For a moment, Roy could have sworn he saw a look of
disappointment on her face.

Sarah took his shaft into her mouth, and with surprisingly little
effort, swallowed it completely.  A few moments later, David
went, ``Nngghuuuh!'' and came in her mouth.  Sarah swallowed all
of it.

``Now lie back and spread your legs!'' barked the other David,
who was already starting to undress.

``Yes, Master!'' Her pussy was aching, eager for satisfaction!
She wanted any little bit her Master could offer!  She lay back
on the hard floor.

David got on top of Sarah, and entered her.  ``Oh, yes!'' she
screamed.  ``I need it SO BAD!!''

Within moments, Sarah and David came at the same time.  Sarah
screamed at the top of her lungs.  David grunted a few times.

``Okay, Sarah, put on some clothes so we can get out of here.''

``Yes, Master.''

``No, don't bother with the underwear.'' The three of them got
dressed, picked  up their guns, and headed for the door.

``Wait!'' said Roy, who was still stuck in the force field.
``You're not just going to leave me here, are you?''

One of the Davids swaggered up to him and said,  ``You know, you
really piss me off.'' He laughed, maniacally, as he left.

* * * * * *

Roy was stuck there for almost an hour until finally, someone
came in.  She was a tall woman with long, black hair.  She was
dressed in a jumpsuit made from a tight-fitting, shiny black
material, which highlighted her curvy figure.  She held up a
triangular-shaped device in her hand.  From it, she fired a ray
which deactivated the force field.  Roy fell down on the floor.

``Excuse me,'' she said, ``but were two short men here
recently?''

``They took my girlfriend... Made her do terrible things...''

``Then I'm too late.  How long ago did they leave?''

``About an hour ago.''

``Damn, I've lost their trail.''

``Who... who are you?''

``I am Dima.''

``Who were they, and what did they do to Sarah?''

``They were the Mandrarians.  They are rogues who go from planet
to planet, steal women with their mind control technology, and
turn them into their sex slaves.''

Roy was having a hard time swallowing this, but it was as good an
explanation as any for what he had experienced.

``As the last free woman of my planet, I am their sworn enemy.  I
followed them to this planet, and when they used their
mind-control ray, I was able to trace them to your flat.
Unfortunately I wasn't able to get here quickly enough.  I won't
be able to track them until they use their ray again.''

``What will happen to Sarah?''

``If I am unable to stop them, they will take her and any other
women that they capture up to their slave ship that is orbiting
your Earth.  Then they will take them off to another planet and
auction them off.''

``You say that they turn the women of every planet they come
across into their sex slaves?''

``Yes.''

``But what if the alien women don't, you know, *work* the same as
they do?''

``Actually, all of the intelligent alien species are sexually
compatible.  Don't you watch *Star Trek*?''

``Oh.''

``They prefer women who are strong-willed and independent.  They
like it when they give a struggle before they surrender.''

``Yes, I noticed that.''

``May I come in and sit down?''

``Sure.  You said that you were the last free woman of your
planet.  You mean they took over your entire planet?''

Dima sighed, and had a look of sadness on her face.  ``A long
time ago, my planet was very similar to yours.  The men who were
scientists kept on inventing newer and more powerful weapons of
destruction.  The women scientists, however, worked on a means of
solving all of society's problems.  They found a way to fuse the
egg cells of two women instead of fertilizing an egg with sperm.
A woman could get pregnant without the need for a man, and would
only give birth to girls.  Men were made obsolete.  Problem
solved.

``Within a few generations, all of the men of my planet had died
off.  War, disease and poverty were eliminated.  It became a
peaceful, egalitarian society.  A paradise.

``And then the Mandrarians showed up.  Our peaceful planet was no
match for their mind control technology.  A handful of invaders
were able to enslave the entire planet.  Only I was able to
escape.  Since then, I've dedicated to destroying the Mandrarians
so that my planet may be free again.  Will you join me in my
fight?''

``In order to save Sarah?  You're damn straight!''  Dima gave him
a dirty look.  ``I mean, yes, I will!''

``If you're going to fight the Mandrarians, you'll need a
weapon,'' said Dima.  ``Here.''  She handed him one of the
triangular-shaped weapons like she used before.

Roy examined the weapon for a few moments, and became confused.
``Uhm... How do you make it go off?''

``There's a little button you're supposed to push.''

``Oh, wait.  I see now.  How could I have missed that?''  Dima
flashed him another dirty look.

``Tell me one thing,'' said Roy.

``What is it?''

``Do all aliens have British accents like you and the
Mandrarians?''

``Yes, of course.  All aliens speak like this.  Don't you watch
*Doctor Who*?''

``Oh.''

* * * * * *

Early next morning, the Mandrarians were casing out their next
attack:  The 7:30 aerobics class at the New Attitude Women's
Health Studio.  One of the aliens scanned the building with a
handheld device.

``It looks like there are sixteen women inside,'' he said.

``Excellent,'' said the other.  ``Are there any men?''

``Nope, no men.'' His scanner starting making chirping noises.
``Wait a minute.  Scans indicate that three of the women are
ugly.''

``That's too bad.  The other women are nice?''

``According to my readings, *very* nice.''

``Excellent!  So what's our plan of attack?''

``Unfortunately, since there are so many of them, we won't have
time to play around like we did with Sarah.  We'll shoot a
wide-beam pornoray at the entire room, and let them begin their
calisthenics.  Then we land our spaceship on the roof, and
grab them.  By the time we attack, they'll all be very, very
horny.  Plus, they'll be hot and sweaty, too.''

``Sounds great!  Let's do it!'' The two of them hid in the bushes
next to the building, and started to set up their equipment.

Inside, one of the women, Laura, was doing some stretches,
getting ready for the class.  Her friend, Mary, was with her.

``I know I ask you this every morning,'' said Laura, ``but could
you please remind me why I hauled my ass out of bed at six in the
morning to come to this damn aerobics class?''

``It's so we can look good and feel better about ourselves, and
then we'll be able to meet some nice men,'' said Mary.

``I see.  And when are we supposed to start feeling better about
ourselves?  Cause right now, I'm not feeling so hot.''

``I suppose it will happen any time now.''

``And why did we sign up for the morning aerobics class?''

``Because if we took the evening class, then we wouldn't have
time to meet any men.''

``Oh, yeah.  That's the part I always forget about.''

The aerobics instructor stood in the front of the class and
clapped her hands.  ``Okay, ladies!  Let's get read to start our
New Attitude!''

``Oh, great,'' said Laura,  ``it sounds like Keri is *extra*
perky this morning.  I wish someone would give *her* an attitude
adjustment.''

``Okay!  Let's do some stretches.''  Keri kneeled down on her
mat, and sat back on her heels.  Everyone else did as she.  ``And
lean back!''  Slowly, everyone began to lean backwards.

Laura began to notice something odd was going on.  She had just
started stretching, and already she was sweating.  Her heart was
racing, too.

``And hold...''  Everyone held the position for a while.  ``Now
lean forward.''  Slowly, everyone leaned forwards until their
heads were on the floor and their arms were held out in front of
them.

A strange though entered Laura's head:  This is how a slave bows
to her Master.  Laura suddenly felt very submissive and
contented.  She imagined that she was a slave, kneeling in
submission in front of her Master.  It made her feel really good.
She realized she was getting very horny.  ``I guess I need a man
worse than I realized,'' she thought to herself, and she tried to
concentrate on her stretches.

Keri held the stretch for a really long time.  She, too, seemed
somewhat distracted.  ``Uh... Time to roll over.''  Everyone
rolled onto their backs.  ``Bend your knees, and we'll do some
pelvic tilts!  Ready...  And up!  And down!  And up!  And down!''

If Laura was trying to forget how horny she was, this wasn't
helping any.  Every time she thrusted her pelvis up, she imagined
there was a big cock, her Master's cock, going deep inside of
her!  She spread her legs wide open.  She needed to feel her
Master's cock!  She was so hot!  She felt so confined in her
leotard.  She was so hot and sweaty, she had to get out of her
leotard!  As she kept on thrusting her pelvis into the air, she
began to peel of her hot, sticky leotard.  It felt so good to get
naked!

When she was naked, she looked around and saw that everyone else
was naked too!  Many were touching themselves also.

Suddenly, there was a loud crash.  Plaster came crumbling to the
ground next to Laura.  She looked up, and there was now a big
hole in the ceiling.  Two men, wearing strange-looking uniforms,
slowly levitated down from the hole.

``Attention, slaves!'' one of the men said.  ``We are now your
Masters.  You will come with us!''

Laura felt a big thrill when she heard him speak!  They were her
Masters!  She needed to have her Masters!  She wanted to go to
them, but she was so horny, all she could do was writhe around on
the mat.  By now she was masturbating vigorously, but she was
unable to come.  She needed her Masters to make her come!

``Let's get her first,'' one of the men said.  He pointed across
the room at Keri, the aerobics instructor.  The alien went over
to her.  Like everybody else, her firm, aerobicized body was
squirming around on her mat.  She was desperately trying to have
an orgasm, which she was unable to do.  He pushed a button on his
belt, and his uniform retracted.  He asked, ``Are you ready to
receive your Master?''

``Oh, yes, Master!'' she screamed.  ``Yes!  Yes!''

He lay on top of her, and entered her.  ``Ooohh!'' she yelled.
``Oh, God!  Yes!'' She seemed to have an orgasm almost instantly.
``Oh!''  She screamed and screamed and came and came.  Then
suddenly, he pulled out.

``Oh, please, Master!'' she pleaded.  ``I want you to come inside
of me!  Please!''

``Sorry, bitch,'' he said, ``but we've got all these others to
take care of.''

The other man went up to Laura, and did the same.  ``Are you
ready to receive your Master?''

Laura was so excited!  She needed to come so badly!  ``Yes,
Master!'' she said, and she spread her legs wide open, in eager
anticipation of her Master's cock!

He started to lean in front of her, when all of a sudden, a beam
hit him, sending him flying across the room.  The other alien
looked over at the doorway and saw Dima and Roy standing there,
with their weapons drawn.

``Back off, needledick!'' said Roy.  ``On this planet, girls get
to choose who they like!''

The two aliens answered him with a barrage of weaponfire.  Dima
and Roy dove for cover.

``Set up a force field!'' one of the aliens said.  They changed
the settings on their weapons, and formed a wall around them and
the women.

``Let's take what we can,'' said the alien.  ``We can finish them
on the ship.'' He pushed a button on his uniform, and started
levitating up towards the hole in the ceiling.

Dima and Roy kept firing their weapons, but were unable to
disrupt the force field.  ``Concentrate your fire on one spot,''
said Dima.  ``It's our only hope of breaking through!''

As soon as the alien reached the top of the hole, the women began
to get sucked up after him.  One by one, they floated up and
disappeared through the hole.  Roy and Dima kept shooting at the
force field, and it began to weaken.

``They're going to break through!'' shouted the Mandrarian who
was still inside.

``Forget the rest,'' said the other.  ``Let's go!''

Finally, the force field buckled and gave in, but not before the
second alien had escaped through the hole.  Dima and Roy ran
underneath the hole just in time to see the alien's spaceship
speeding away.

Inside were Laura and three other women that the alien had left
behind.  Roy went over to Laura, and leaned over to try to help
her.

``No!!'' yelled Dima, ``don't touch her!'' but it was too late.
Roy had reached out and grabbed her hand.

The instant he touched her, Laura's orgasm was released.  It was
the most intense thing she had ever felt!  All she could see was
a bright white light as wave after wave of pure, intense pleasure
flooded her body!  It seemed as though it would never stop!
Finally, after two full minutes, Laura finally calmed down.

When she finally came to her senses, Laura stared at Roy with a
look of awe in her eyes.  ``Thank you for letting me come,
Master,'' she said.

To Be Continued...


From simon@mcstories.com Thu Apr 10 23:17:40 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: REPOST: Mind Snatchers, Part Two (mc mf ff)
From: Simon bar Sinister <simon@mcstories.com>
Date: Thu, 10 Apr 1997 23:17:40 -0400
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Mind Snatchers

Part Two

``I told you not to touch her!'' scolded Dima.

``What's going on?'' asked Roy.

``While they're under the spell of the hypno-ray, the women
become the slaves of any man they come in physical contact with.
If you had only left her alone, she would have awoken from the
spell just fine.''

``Oh sure.  Now you tell me!  How was I supposed to know?''  Dima
rolled her eyes.  ``How do I undo it?''

``It can't be undone.  After you touched her, it became
permanent.''

``Permanent?''

``As far as anybody knows.  The Mandrarians are very protective
of their mind-control technology.  If there is any way to undo
it, they haven't told anybody.''

``You mean I'm stuck with her?''

Roy noticed that the girl was staring at him, with a deep look of
sadness in her eyes.  She looked like a child who was just told
there wasn't a Santa Claus.  ``My Master doesn't want me?'' she
asked meekly.  She was on the verge of crying.

Dima went to her and hugged her.  ``Shhh...  It's Okay,'' she
comforted.  ``Of course he wants you.  Tell her you that you want
to keep her, Roy.''

``Okay, I want to keep you.''

Even though Roy didn't sound the least bit sincere, the girl's
face immediately lit up.  ``Oh, thank you, Master!''  She ran up
to him, grabbed him, and started kissing him, pressing her naked
body tightly against his.

``Wait!  Stop!!'' shouted Roy.  She immediately obeyed.  ``What's
your name?''

``My name is Laura, Master.''

``Laura, why don't you go and get dressed?''

``Yes, Master!'' Laura immediately scurried off to the locker
room to do her Master's bidding.

Roy turned to Dima.  ``What the hell are you doing encouraging
her like that?''

``You don't understand,'' said Dima.  ``The only reason for her
existence now is to serve you.  It's like eating and breathing to
her.  If she doesn't get to fufill her purpose, she will die.''

``But I don't want her.''

``That may be true, but for heaven's sake, watch what you say in
front of her.  She can't help the way she feels.  You've got to
play along with her, at least until we can figure out what to
do.''

Roy looked around the room, and saw that the other women the
aliens had left behind had all passed out.  ``What about them?''
asked Roy.

``They'll be fine, once they wake up.  I suggest that the three
of us get out of here before they do.  We can go back to your
place to plan our next move.''

Laura emerged from the locker room, wearing a pair of jeans and a
blouse.  Her blouse was unbuttoned more than half way, giving Roy
a clear view of her braless cleavage.  She seemed naturally to
present herself in the most seductive manner possible.  ``I'm
ready, Master,'' she said.

``Let's go,'' said Roy.

* * * * * *

Just 24 hours ago, Sarah had led a normal, boring life.  She had
a career, of sorts, as an office clerk, and she had a boyfriend,
Roy.  But now, it all seemed like it was a million years ago.
All that mattered to her was that she was a slave, whose sole
purpose was to obey, serve, and give pleasure to her Masters.

Yesterday, it might have seemed odd to her that she was sitting,
completely nude, in a spacecraft of some sort, along with twelve
other naked girls.  But today, it seemed perfectly natural to
her.  She looked out of the window, and saw the Earth getting
smaller and smaller.  Yet she did not worry in the least.  Her
Masters had ordered her to get on the spacecraft, and she trusted
her Masters utterly.

Eventually, the spacecraft slowed and came to a relative halt.
She heard some loud clanking noises, and the hatchway door
opened.  They were docked to a mother ship, in orbit around the
Earth.  Her Masters came from the cockpit, and led them inside.

It was not what she expected.  It looked like a luxury hotel
room.  Her bare feet stepped on the softest, plushest carpeting
she had ever felt.  A bevy of slave-girls was there, waiting for
them.

``Oh, Masters!'' one of them said, ``we're so happy you've
returned!  We missed you so much!''

``Hello, Paddi,'' said one of the Mandrarians.  ``I have a
special task for you.''

Paddi became excited.  ``What is it, Master?''

He brought Paddi over to Sarah.  ``Paddi, this is one of your new
sisters, the Earth-girl Sarah.''

``Welcome, Sarah,'' said Paddi, who then kissed her.

``Paddi,'' said the Mandrarian, ``I want you to take Sarah, and
see to it personally that she is properly bathed and clothed.
When she is ready, I want the two of you to come to my
quarters.''

``Yes, Master,'' said Paddi, who then took Sarah by the hand, and
led her down the hallway to the bathing area.

Paddi led her into a large, room, and again Sarah was amazed by
what she saw.  The whole room was one enormous bubble-bath.
There was a giant pool, with several fountains which kept
churning the warm, foamy water.  The soft bubbles smelled sweet,
like lavender or vanilla, only better.  There were a dozen or so
nude slave-girls already in the water, washing themselves and
each other.

Paddi began to undress, and Sarah couldn't help but stare at her.
She had such a perfect body!  Her hips were round and in perfect
proportion to her slim waist.  But what really drew Sarah's
attention were Paddi's breasts.  They were large and round, but
still, there was something about them that seemed strange.

``Do you like what you see?'' asked Paddi, who noticed how Sarah
was gazing at her.

``It's your breasts,'' said Sarah.  ``There's nothing holding
them up, but they're still sticking straight out!''

``Well, of course they are, silly!'' said Paddi.  ``So are
yours!''

Sarah looked down and saw that just as Paddi said, they were
floating freely, like balloons.  Sarah was so overwhelmed by her
surroundings, she hadn't noticed before!

``Our Masters have somehow rigged the artificial gravity on this
spaceship so that all parts of a person's body are affected,
except the breasts.  Paddi played with her boobs, and let them
bounce around, unencumbered by gravity.  ''Pretty neat, huh?''

The two slave-girls got into the water, and Paddi began to wash
Sarah off.  The warm bubbles felt so good all over her body.
Paddi's gentle hands were so soothing, Sarah never felt as
relaxed in her life.  Paddi made sure she washed every inch of
Sarah's body.  It seemed to Sarah that Paddi spent an extra long
time washing certain parts of her body, but she didn't mind.
Paddi even washed Sarah's hair for her.

They got out of the water, and Paddi toweled Sarah dry.  Sarah
felt unbelievably refreshed.  Her skin was now as soft and smooth
as a child's, and her hair had a new wave in it.

``You're so pretty!'' exclaimed Paddi.  ``Our Masters will be
pleased.''

Next, Paddi went and got two slave uniforms for them to wear.
They were bodysuits, except that they were only about fifteen
centimeters long.  It was made of a material like spandex or
latex, only much lighter, stronger and more elastic.  When Sarah
put it on, it stretched and cling to her skin, emphasizing the
curves of her body.  She could feel the material lightly
massaging her body, especially the area around her nipples and
clitoris.

Meanwhile, the two Mandrarians lounged in their quarters.  Both
of them were just finished being serviced by two of their new
Earth-girl slaves.

``Wow!  These Earth-girls are great!'' said on of them.  ``Have
we ever been to this planet before?''

The other Mandrarian thought about it for a moment.  ``Hmmm...  I
don't recall.''  He clapped his hands, and one of his attendants
came forth.

``What is it your require, Master?'' she humbly asked.

``Shanna, I need you to check my log.''

``Yes, Master,'' said the slave-girl.  She started to kneel in
front of him.

``No, that's not what I meant.  I want you to check my journal.
I need to know if we've ever been to this planet before.''

``Sorry, Master.''  Shanna went over to a console, and pressed
some buttons.  ``According to your records, the only other time
you visited this planet was five years ago.  That was when you
abducted the Bangles.''

``Oh, yes, I remember now.  What a lovely group of girls - and so
talented, too!''

``We could be down on the Earth's surface right now, collecting
hundreds of females, if only it wasn't for that bitch Dima,''
said the other Mandrarian.

``She's been a thorn in our sides for too long,'' agreed the
other.

``And now it looks like she has an ally, that human we met called
Roy.  By the way, I was wondering.  When a man gets in our way,
why don't we just use the hypno-ray on him?''

``Because our hypno-ray technology doesn't work on males, only
females.''

``Why is that?''

``The problem stems from the fact that people put under the
control of the hypno-ray are fully aware of how they are being
controlled.  This creates a conflict in their minds between their
old beliefs and their new, implanted beliefs.''

``What's that got to do with whether somebody's male or female?''

``Have you ever got into an argument with a woman?''

``A woman who wasn't under my control?  Yes, I have.  It was a
very frustrating experience.''

``Well, for some reason that our scientists have never been able
to determine, a woman is able to hold two contradictory ideas in
her head at the same time, and somehow resolve the conflict.
This is why women never lose an argument - they always take both
sides of an issue.  But if a man has two contradictory ideas in
his head, he is never able to resolve them.  Any man placed under
the spell of the hypno-ray goes insane.''

``I see.  This is all very interesting, but what are we going to
do about Dima and Roy?''

Just then, Paddi and Sarah entered the room from the baths.  ``We
are reporting as you ordered, Master,'' said Paddi.

``Don't worry about Dima and Roy,'' said the other Mandrarian.
``I have a plan to deal with them.''  He turned to Sarah.  ``Come
over here and sit next to me,'' he ordered.

``Yes, Master,'' said Sarah.  She went over snuggled up next to
him.  He put his arms around her.  It felt so good to be in the
arms of her Master!

``Sarah, I want you to tell me everything you know about your
ex-boyfriend Roy.''  He had an evil grin on his face...

* * * * * *

Back at Roy's apartment, things were calm.  Laura was in the
kitchen, she insisted on making lunch for Roy.  Dima was in the
living room, watching ``Renegade'' on TV. Roy was in the bedroom,
trying to get some rest.

Laura came into the bedroom, carrying a tray of food.  ``Your
lunch is ready, Master,'' she said.

Roy, who was just on the verge of falling asleep, grunted.  He
looked up, and was immediately startled to attention.  ``Whoa!''
he said, when he noticed what Laura was wearing.

``Do you like it?'' asked Laura.  She was wearing a nightie that
belonged to Roy's girlfriend.  Roy had bought it from Frederick's
as a present, but his girlfriend had refused to wear it.  ``The
other clothes I was wearing were *so* uncomfortable.  This feels
*much* better!''  The nightie was perhaps a size or two too small
for her.  It had a deep scooped neckline, which was barely
containing her cleavage.  Not that it really mattered; the
nightie was made of a see-through material and Laura was wearing
nothing else underneath.

Everything that Laura did seemed implicitly to be an act of
flirtation.  She put the t ray down on the bed next to Roy.  As
she did, she leaned over to give him a better view of her
breasts, as if such a thing was possible.  ``Is there anything
else I can do for you?  Anything at all?''

Laura stared deeply into Roy's eyes.  She had a look of total
desire in her eyes - In his entire life, he had never got this
kind of look from a woman before.  ``I need you, Master,'' she
whispered.  ``I need you so bad.''

Roy reached up and touched Laura on the shoulder.  She shuddered,
and a soft moan came from her lips.  Her soft skin was flushed
red.  Her pulse was racing a million miles an hour.  Roy then
realized his was too.  Slowly, he began to move his lips to
hers...

``I knew it!''  Roy suddenly turned around and saw Dima standing
in the doorway.  ``I knew you couldn't be trusted,'' she said.
``You're just as bad as the Mandrarians!  All you want to do is
make women your slaves!''

``Uh, it's not what it seems!  I don't want her to be my slave.''

``My Master doesn't want me?'' asked Laura.

``Don't upset Laura!'' scolded Dima.  ``Now look what you've
done!''

``It's OK, Laura,'' said Roy.  ``I do want you!''  Laura
responded by immediately hugging him tightly and kissing him.
Roy tried not to look too excited in front of Dima, but when
Laura started rubbing her body against his crotch, where he
already had a large boner, he couldn't help but let out an
instinctive moan of pleasure.

``Ha!'' said Dima, ``you're enjoying every minute of this!  I
should have known better to expect more from a man!''

Roy pried Laura off of him and turned to Dima.  ``What the hell
do you want from me?  You tell me to be nice to Laura, but when I
try, you're all over me!  What am I supposed to do?''

``You just don't get it, do you?  You just don't get it!''  Dima
stared down at Roy disapprovingly.

``Well maybe I should just forget about it!'' shouted Roy.
``Maybe I should just stay here with Laura, and you can go off
and save the universe yourself!''

``Pervert,'' said Dima.

``You shouldn't give up your mission on my behalf, Master,'' said
Laura.

``Huh?'' asked a surprised Roy.

``As a slave, it is my duty to see that my Master succeeds in his
goals.  Only if my Master is fulfilled may I be fulfilled.''

``But if I succeed in my mission, it would mean you wouldn't be
my slave any more.''

``My Master doesn't want me?''  Roy threw his hands up in
frustration.

Dima said, ``You're going to have to choose.  Are you going to
give into your disgusting carnal desires, or are you going to do
what you know in your mind is right?  You can't have it both
ways, you're going to have to make a decision!''

Both Dima and Laura stared at Roy intensely, waiting for him to
say something.

``Uh...''

* * * * * *

At a house across town, a young lady heard a knock at her door.
``Who is it?'' she asked.

``Ellen?  Is this Ellen Zantanna?'' the voice on the other side
of the door asked.

``Yes, what do you want?''

Suddenly, the door burst open, and one of the Mandrarians rushed
in.  ``I want you, Ellen,'' he said, ``to be my slave!  Ha ha ha
ha!''  He pointed his absurdly huge weapon at her, and fired his
hypno-ray.

Ellen suddenly found she couldn't move.  All she could do was
stare into the light - the soft, beautiful light!  It felt so
good to stare into the light!  Ellen felt like she was drifting,
a million miles away.

Back at Roy's, Dima's locator starting bleeping.  ``It's the
Mandrarians,'' she said.  ``They're using their hypno-ray
again.''

Roy looked at the locator, and turned pale white.  He started
towards the door.  ``Let's go!'' he said.

``Hold on,'' said Dima.  ``The Mandrarians could have chosen any
place on Earth to attack next, yet they chose someplace right
across town.  I think it may be a trap.''

``It's definitely a trap - that's why we have to go.''

``Wait-,'' said Dima, but he was already out the door.  Dima
sighed, and started after him.

Ellen blinked her eyes, and snapped back to reality.  She was
paralyzed with fear.

``Ellen Zantanna, I am your Master!  Prepare to receive your
Master!''  Ellen screamed, and ran away from him.  But the
doorway was blocked, there was some kind of invisible barrier.

``No!'' screamed Ellen.  ``Get away from me!''

``Submit to me, Ellen!  Submit!  You know you want to!''

``Never!  I'll never give into...  Ohhh!''  Ellen suddenly
realized how horny she was!  The thought of giving into this man,
and letting him ravage her body, was turning her on unbelievably!

``You see, Ellen.  You cannot deny your true feelings!  You are
my slave!''

``No! Please!''

``A slave whose only purpose is to serve her Master!''

``Oh, God!'' moaned Ellen.

``It looks like you have a lovely pair of tits, Ellen.  Show your
tits to your Master!  You cannot disobey, do it now!''

Ellen realized that her hands were already pulling her sweater up
over her head.  She had to obey!  She threw her sweater on the
floor, and reached behinder back to take off her bra.  But with
the last bit of her will, she resisted!  It was so hard to
resist!  Her breasts needed to be free!  ``No!  No, I wont!'' She
had a powerful urge to take off her bra, like having an urge to
pick at a scab, only a thousand times worse.  Somehow, she
managed to keep her bra on.

``Wow,'' said the alien, ``you are one of the most strong-willed
women we have ever enslaved.  Fortunately, we brought along an
aquaintance of yours, who will help you see things our way.''
He clapped his hands, and the slave-girl Sarah walked in.

``Sarah!'' exclaimed Ellen.  ``They got you, too?''

``I only live to serve my Masters, and now you do too!'' she
said, proudly.

``Sarah,'' said the Mandrarian, ``why don't you show Ellen how
easy it is to obey.  Show me your breasts!''

Without any hesitation, Sarah pulled her tight-fitting uniform
down to her waist, and let her large tits hang freely.  She took
her hands and began fondling them.  ``Mmm...'' she said, ``it
feels *so good* to obey!  C'mon, Ellen, just do it!''

Ellen gritted her teeth and tried to resist longer.  The urge to
obey was so strong!  Her breasts itched and burned like fire.
She needed to take off her bra!

``Why, Ellen?  Why do you resist?'' pleaded Sarah, as she waved
her bare tits in front of Ellen's eyes.  ``I know you're just
*dying* to do it!  Go ahead, you'll feel much better!  What could
it hurt to just take off your bra?''

Ellen said nothing, she just had a look of intense concentration
on her face.

``Why would you not want to be a slave?  I *love* being a slave.
No more cares, no more worries, all you have to do is obey.''

``Obey, Ellen!  Obey!'' agreed the Mandrarian.

Finally, all of Ellen's will to resist was gone, and she could
not move quick enough to rip the bra from her chest.  A sudden
wave of satisfaction overcame her; she never felt such happiness
before in her life.  It felt like Nirvana.

``It's about time!'' said the Mandrarian.  ``Now tell me, Ellen,
who do you serve?''

``I serve you, Master!'' said Ellen, with a big smile on her
face.

``Who do you obey?''

``I obey you, Master!''

``Who do you wish to please?''

``I only wish to please you, Master!''

``Well, then take off the rest of your clothes, and get ready to
please your Master!''

Ellen quickly stripped off her clothes, lay back on her couch,
and spread her legs wide open for her Master.  The Mandrarian,
who suddenly was naked, got on top of her, and entered her tight,
wet pussy.  ``Oh, God, yes!!'' screamed Ellen.  She was so horny,
it did not take much to satisfy her.  ``Ohh!  Ohh!'' she yelled a
few moments later as wave after wave of pleasure surged through
her body.

A little while later, the Mandrarian came too.  He pulled out,
and said, ``Now that you have come, you are mine forever.''

``Forever, Master!'' agreed Ellen.

The Mandrarian stood up, and saw that Sarah, who had watched the
whole thing, was still fondling her breast with one hand, and had
the other hand down the front of her uniform, furiously jilling
off.

``Do you wish to come, Sarah?'' he asked.

``Oh, yes!  Please let me come, Master!''

``Well, I'm sure that Ellen here would be happy to oblige you,
wouldn't you?''

``Of course, Master.''

Sarah went over and lay on the couch with Ellen.  ``Are you
happy, now that you are a slave?'' she asked.

``Oh, yes!'' whispered Ellen, ``so very happy...'' and then she
kissed Sarah.

* * * * * *

``Quit driving so fast,'' said Dima.  ``You're making me
nervous.''

``We could have been there already,'' said Roy, ``if we didn't
have to wait for *her* to get dressed and come along.'' He
glanced in the back seat at Laura, who was sitting there
patiently.

``It is my duty to help my Master succeed in his goals,'' said
Laura.  ``Only when my Master is fulfilled may I be fulfilled.''

Roy grimaced as he sped around the corner and stopped in front of
the house.

``Since this is probably a trap,'' said Dima, ``a frontal assault
is out of the--''  Roy completely ignored her as he quickly got
out of the car and ran towards the front door.  What a fool, she
thought.  She turned to Laura and said, ``Wait here, we'll be
back soon.''

``Okay,'' said Laura.  Dima got out of the car, and went around
to the back door.

Ray entered the house.  He paused for a minute in the front foyer
and drew his weapon.  He heard noises coming from the living
room, so he quietly crept down the hall and peeked around the
corner.

Roy was completely startled by what he saw.  There, on the couch
was Sarah, his girlfriend, getting fucked by Ellen, his sister.

``Ellen, no!'' yelled Roy.

Ellen pulled her face from between Sarah's legs and said,  ``Oh,
hi, Roy,'' and then went back to eating Sarah's pussy.

Between moans, Sarah said,  ``Your sister Ellen is *so sweet*.
She pleases me in ways you never could!''

Suddenly, from behind him, the Mandrarian fired his weapon, and
once again, Roy was pinned against the wall in a force-field.
The alien laughed, maniacally.  ``How could you be so stupid to
walk into such an obvious trap!''

Roy wasn't listening.  He was too busy watching Sarah and Ellen.
``Oh yes!'' screamed Sarah,  ``Oh!  Oh!''  Sarah never screamed
that way for him.  ``My God!  I'm coming!  Oh! Oh!! OHHHHH!!!''

Meanwhile, Dima quietly snuck in through the back door.  She was
worried that Roy may have screwed things up.  He was acting so
irrationally.  You shouldn't let your emotions take over at a
time like this.  He was going to get them killed -- or worse.

``Dima?'' she heard a woman's voice call out.  Her stomach
immediately became knotted.  ``Dima, is that you?''

A woman stepped out of the shadows.  ``Paddi?'' asked an
overwhelmed Dima.

``Dima, I've missed you so much!''  A single tear ran down Dima's
cheek.  ``Dima, what happened?  You said you would protect me
from the aliens.  You said you would always be with me.  I waited
for you, but you never came!''

``I'm so sorry, Paddi.  I tried so hard.''

``I still love you, Dima.  They can't make me stop loving you.''

``I love you too, Paddi.''

``Are you lonely, Dima.  Is it lonely travelling through space,
all by yourself?''  Paddi approached Dima, as if to kiss her.

``Now!'' said a voice.  Paddi ducked out of the way, giving the
Mandrarian standing behind her a clear shot at Dima with his
hypno-ray.  Dima was immediately enthralled by the ray.  He held
it there an extra long time, to make sure it would work.

Dima awoke from her trance.  She took a look at the man standing
in front of her, and she knew who he was.  This man was her
Master.

To Be Continued...


From simon@mcstories.com Thu Apr 10 23:18:23 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: REPOST: Mind Snatchers, Part Three (mc mf ff)
From: Simon bar Sinister <simon@mcstories.com>
Date: Thu, 10 Apr 1997 23:18:23 -0400
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Mind Snatchers
Part Three
By Simon Bar Sinister

``Please!  Fuck Me, Master!'' Screamed Dima.  ``I Need Your Cock
Right Now!''

The Evil Alien Pervert Stood Over Dima, Who Was Squirming On The
Floor Desperate For The Satisfaction Only Her Master Could Give
Her.  ``No!  I Want You To Beg Some More!'' He Had Waited So Long
For This Moment, The Moment He finally captured Dima, the last
free woman of her planet.  He wanted to savor her final
humiliation for as long as possible.

``Please!  My pussy aches for your cock!  I need to feel your
cock inside of me!'' Dima squirmed around on the floor some more,
desperately needing to have an orgasm, but she could not come.
She knew that hte only thing that could make her come was the
touch of a man, the touch of her Master!  ``Please!  I need it
now!''  Dima lay back and spread her legs wide open.  ``Please
fuck me now!''

Finally, after he felt that she had enough, he asked, ``Are you
ready for your Master's cock?''

``Oh, God, yes!''

``Are you ready for my cock?''

``Yes!''

``Do you want to feel my cock?!''

``Yes!  YES!!''

Just as the Mandrarian was ready to retract his uniform, he was
suddenly struck from behind.  ``What the hell?'' he exclaimed.
He turned around and saw Laura, who had come in from waiting in
the car.  He picked up his gun and aimed it at her, but before he
could fire, she kicked it from his hands.  The gun went flying
across the room and smashed against the wall.  It cracked open,
and a strange green liquid came oozing out of it.

``You bitch!'' screamed the alien.  ``You broke my gun!  I'm
gonna get you for that!''  Laura didn't say anything, she just
stared at him intensely while she stood in a defensive kung-fu
pose.

As soon as the alien's gun was broken, Roy, in the living room,
was freed from his force-field.  He ran into the kitchen to see
what was going on.  He arrived just in time to see Laura beating
the snot out of the Mandrarian, leaving him a quivering mass
curled up on the floor in the fetal position.  She kicked him a
few more times, though, just to make sure.

Roy was falbbergasted.  ``Where did you learn to do that?'' he
asked.

``I took a self-defense class last year, Master,'' said Laura.

``Exactly what are they teaching in self-defense classes these
days?''

``Gee, I supposed I was a a little rough on him Master, but for
some reason, when I saw him attacking Dima, I suddenly got real
angry.  I guess I got a little carried away.''

``We don't have time to discuss this,'' said Roy.  He went over
to Dima, who was passed out on the floor.  ``If I touch her, she
may become my slave the way you did.  Take her out to the car for
me, while I go and get Sarah and my sister.''

``Yes, Master,'' said Laura.  She slung Dima's arm over her
shoulder, and started to drag her out the door.  Roy headed back
to the living room.  As he went to enter the room, he bumped into
another invisible force-field.  Safely behind it was the second
Mandrarian, sitting between Sarah and Ellen on the couch, where
Roy couldn't reach him.

``What are you doing hiding behind a force-field, bugfucker?''
said Roy.  ``Why don't you come over here and face me like a
man?!''

``Oh, what are you going to do?  Get your *girlfriend* to beat me
up for you?'' said the Mandrarian.  ``I don't think so.''

``Don't think you've seen the last of me!  No matter where you
go, I'll track you down!''

``Considering the success you've had so far, I'm really scared,''
he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.  He put his arms around
Roy's girlfriend and his sister, and started necking them.  The
girls, who had just finished fucking a few moments before,
responded to the alien's touch and started getting hot again.
Roy banged on the force-field with his fists, to no avail.  The
alien started laughing.  Roy finally gave up and went back to his
car.

A little while later, Roy, Larua and Dima were back at his
apartment.  Laura was putting Dima to bed.  Roy just sat moping
on the couch, his face buried between his hands.

Laura came out of the bedroom.  ``Are you OK, Master?''

``No, I'm not.''

``What's the mater?''  She sat down on the couch and put her arm
around him.

``I just wanted to save my girlfriend, but all I've managed to do
is fuck things up worse.  Now they've captured my sister, and I
nearly got Dima captured too.  I feel so inadequate.''

``You know, size doesn't make any difference to me at all.''

``What?''

``Sorry, Master.  I think they programmed me to say that
automatically.  Go on.''

``It's so frustrating.  Maybe I should just quit trying before I
make things even worse.''

``Master, you shouldn't look at things that way.  After all, you
saved me from the aliens, right?''

``I guess so.''

``And while you couldn't save your sister, you were able to
distract the aliens and probably saved lots of other women from
being captured.''

``Small consequence.''

``Master, I'm suposed to help you succeed in your goals.  I know
that if you quit now, you'll never be able to live with yourself.
You can't succeed if you don't try.''

Roy found himself looking at Laura in a whole new light.  He
thought that the Mandrarians had programmed her to be an
empty-headed sex-toy bimbo, yet she was beginning to make a lot
of sense to him.  Ever since she beat up the Mandrarian, she
seemed to be acting different.

Suddenly, they started hearing sounds coming from the bedroom.
They ran in and saw Dima tossing and turning in bed, and talking
in her sleep.  Laura sat on the bed next to her and tried to
sooth her.

``Shhh...  Try to get some rest,'' said Laura, while she stroked
Dima's jet-black hair.

``Paddi?  Is that you?'' said Dima, deleriously.

``No, Dima.  It's me, Laura.  You really should try to get some
sleep.''

``Paddi!  Gotta save Paddi from the aliens!''

``Yes, Dima.  We'll go save Paddi soon.  But first, you have to
get some rest.''

``Rest...  Must rest...  Paddi...''  Dima turned on her side and
went back to sleep.

Laura looked up at Roy with a concerned look on her face.  ``Is
she going to be alright, Master?''

``The only thing we can do is wait and see.  She isn't acting
like a slave anymore.  I guess that's a good sign.''

``Who is Paddi, Master?  Was she that other girl at your sister's
house?''

``I think so.  I think she was someone that Dima used to care for
very much...''

* * * *

It was back before the Mandrarians had taken over her planet.
One what seemed like any other morning, Dima awoke.  Lying in bed
next to her was Paddi.

``Good morning, lover,'' said Dima.

``Morning,'' said Paddi.

``I wish that we didn't have to go to work and that we could stay
together all day.''

``Why don't you quit your job then?  I make more than enough
money for both of us.''

``Paddi, I know that I'm just an engineer while your a teacher.
You play a much more important role in society and you make a
whole lot more money than I do.  I wish you wouldn't hold it over
me like that.''

`` `Hold it over?'  What do you mean?''

``I feel like I can make a contribution to this relationship,
too.''

Paddi kissed Dima again.  ``Dima, I would love you the same no
matter what you did.  All that matters is that we're together.''

``Yes, but--''

``Dima, do you love me?''

``Of course I love you!''

``Will we be together forever?''

``Yes, forever!''

``Well, then, let's not argue about something silly like our
jobs.  What's really important is the two of us!''  Before Dima
could say anything else, Paddi embraced Dima and plunged her
tongue into Dima's mouth.

Suddenly, Dima didn't feel like arguing any more.  As she kissed
Paddi, Dima gently ran her fingers through Paddi's silken blonde
hair.  Dima was becoming aroused, and she could tell that Paddi
was getting even more aroused.  Paddi had to break the kiss since
she was now panting heavily.

Dima started kissing and licking Paddi's neck, which she knew
would driver Paddi wild.  ``Mmm...  Yes!'' said Paddi.  ``That
feels *so good*!''

Somewhat abruptly, Paddi rolled over in bec until she was lying
directly on top of dima.  Dima found herself lying on her back,
with Paddi's two large breasts in her face, heaving up and down.
She responded by licking them, making a soft swirling pattern
with her tongue.  When Paddi's hardened nipple passed over her
mouth, Dima sucked on it, and then she give it a gentle bite.

``Oh!  Oh yes!'' cried Paddi.  As Dima kissed, licked and
caressed her body, Paddi slowly pushed her body forwards over top
of Dima.  Dima was now planting soft angel kisses over Paddi's
firm tummy.  She also started licking Paddi's navel, which was
especially sensitive.

Paddi kept pushing her body forward until it became absolutely
clear to Dima what Paddi wanted.  Eventually, Paddi had moved
until she was kneeling on top of Dima, with her legs spread open,
and Dima's face in between.

It was a somewhat awkward position for Dima, but she obliged
nonetheless.  She began to lick Paddi's swollen clit.  Paddi was
now moaning loudly.  ``Oh!  Oh yes!  Ohhh!  Oh God!'' Paddi's
back arched, and her body shuddered.  `Ohhh!  Ohhh!! Ohhhhh!!!''

Paddi caught her breath, and went to lie in bed next to Dima.
She took a glance over at the alarm clock.  ``Oh, my God,'' said
Paddi.  ``I'm late for work!'' she suddenly ran into the shower,
leaving Dima lying in bed alone.  Dima sighed, rolled over and
lay there a little while longer.



``Good morning, class!'' said Paddi.

``Good morning, teacher!'' responded her students.  There were
nineteen girls in Dima's class.

``Today, class, we're going to learn what is was like on our
world before all the men died off.''

``There were sighs of disappointment throughout the class.  One
of the girls raised her hand.  ``Teacher, do we *have* to learn
about this?  Can't we learn about something more important?''

Another girl agreed.  ``Yeah.  Can't we learn some more math
instead?''

``All right, class, settle down,'' said Paddi.  ``It's important
to learn about the mistakes of the past, so that we don't repeat
them.''

``So why did they let all of the men die off?'' asked one of the
students.

``Basically, they became obsolete.  They no longer played a
useful role in society.''

``Why was that?''

``We women discovered that we could do any job a man could do --
As good as or better than any man.  Besides, men were starting to
be a pain to keep around.  All they kept doing were stupid things
like making war and bossing women around.

``Finally, it go to the point where women realized that there was
only one reason left why we needed men -- We needed them so we
could have children.  But science provided us with a way of
solving that one final problem.  We figured out a way to make a
woman pregnant by fusing together the egg cells of two women --
we no longer needed the sperm cells of men.  This had the
additional benefit of only producing females as offspring.  Can
anybody tell me why?

Several girls in the classroom raised their hands.  ``It's
because the egg cells don't carry the Y chromosome.  Two egg
cells would only produce an XX chromosome pair,'' said one of the
girls.

``Correct.  So once women realized that men were no longer
necessary, they stopped having sex with men, and no more male
children were being born.''

``But werent' the men upset about it?''

``They were -- but there was nothing they could do about it.
They were out of luck.  Eventually, all the men on our world died
off, and we didn't have to worry about all the problems caused by
men any more.''



Dima sat in her office and busily worked on her drawings.  She
worked for a company that build spaceships.  When she was a
little girl, she wanted to be a pilot.  She often dreamed of
flying through the limitless bounds of space.  Unfortunately, her
application to the acadamy was rejected, and she had to settle
for designing spaceships instead of flying them.

Dima was trying to concentrate, but she kept getting distracted
by some sort of commotion that was going on outside the door.
``What is all that noise?'' she said to Arcia, the woman she
shared an office with.

``I don't know,'' said Arcia.  ``Let me check.'' She went over
and opened the door and said, ``Hey! could you keep it down out
there?  Some of us are trying to-- Oh my God!''  Arcia's face
turned a pale white.

``What is it?'' asked Dima.

``It's... It's... It's a *man*!''

A Mandrarian foced his way into the office.  ``Here's a couple
more!'' he said.

``This isn't possible!'' said Arcia.  ``There haven't been any
men on this planet for hundreds of years!''

``Lucky for us'', said the Mandrarian.  ``Usually, the men on a
planet hassle us when we try to steal their women.''

He slowly approached Dima.  ``No!  Get away from me!''  She
cowered away from him in the corner.

The alien stopped.  ``This one is weak and passive.  I'll get the
stronger woman first.''  He turned and pointed his hypno-ray gun
at Arcia, and fired.

Arcia quickly succommed to the enthralling beam of light that was
fired into her eyes.  Irresistable commands were planted deep
into her mind.  Commands that told her she was a slave.  She had
to submit to a man.

The hypno-ray stopped firing, and Arcia came out of her trance.
Never before had she gazed upon a man before, yet the sight of
him drove her wild with lust!  Incredible new sensations had been
awoken inside of her!  She felt so soft and submissive!  She was
so hot, she ripped off her clothes and screamed, ``Please take
me, Master!''

The alien grimaced.  ``Boy, that was disappointing.  She gave in
right away, she didn't give any struggle at all.'' He shrugged
his shoulders.  ''Oh, well.''  He grabbed Arcia and kissed her,
and that was enough to give her a violent orgasm.  The pleasure
was so intense that she fainted.

The alien turned his attention back to Dima.  ``Let's hope that
you'll be a little more entertaining.'' Dima, who was crouched
down in the corner, suddenly sprang forward and knocked the alien
down to the floor.  She bolted out the door and ran down the
hallway.

``Wow,'' said the alien.  ``I guess that one wasn't as passive as
I first thought.''

Another Mandrarian, who had just finished enslaving the women in
the office across the hall, came over and helped the first
Mandrarian up off the floor.  ``You know, I was thinking,'' he
said.

``What's that?''

``Maybe we should use a force-field or something, to keep the
women from running away like that.''

``Hmmm...  You may be on to something there...''


Adjunct to the building where Dima worked was a hangar, where
prototypes of new spaceships were build.  Dima often went there
after hours to see the spaceships she helped designed as they
were being made.  Now she was there, hiding in fear.  She had
never been as frightened before in her life!  She was so
confused, she didn't know what to do next!

Suddenly, she heard voices.  They were deep voices that had to
belong to the alien invaders.  Dima listened in on what they were
saying.

``Stage one of our plan is nearly complete.  We've siezed control
of their space vessels, to prevent any of the women from escaping
the planet.  This hangar is the last of them.''

``Excellent.  What comes next?''

``we've started moving into sate two, which is taking control of
vital government institutions: The legislature, the courts, and
the schools.''

The schools.  Dima gasped when she realized what that meant.
They were going after Paddi.  Dima's mind suddenly became clear
and focused, she now knew exactly what she had to do.

``Did you hear something?'' asked one of the Mandrarians.

``Over there!'' said the other.  He pointed at Dima, who ran
across the floor and jumped into the cockpit of one of the
spaceships.  ``Stop her!''

Even though she had never flown this spaceship before, she knew
its controls better than anybody else.  After all, she was the
one who designed them.  The ship was her latest prototype,
capable of both atmospheric and deep space flight.  It also had a
set of lasers, which she used to blast her way through the hanger
door.  She fired the thrusters, and left the two Mandrarians
behind in her dust.

``Dammit!  One of the females got away!''

``Don't worry about it,'' consoled the other alien.  ``It's just
one woman.  How much trouble could she possibly cause?''

Through the spaceship's communication panel, Dima patched a call
through to Paddi's school.  Paddi's face appeared on the video
screen, looking very angry.  ``How many times have I told you not
to interrupt me in the middle of class?'' said Paddi.

``Paddi, I'm on my way to your school.  I'll be there in just a
few minutes.  You've got to hide until then!''

``What are you talking about?  And where are you calling from?'

``Listen to me, Paddi.  Our world is being invaded by aliens.
Alien men.  And they're heading for your school.  I'm coming to
save you!''

``Dima, is this your idea of a joke?  If it is, then I don't
think that it's--'' Paddi turned and looked off to the side.
``What are you doing here?  Oh no!  NO!!'' Dima could see the
hypno-ray being shined into Paddi's eyes, just like it was done
to Arcia.  Then the screen went blank.

``Paddi!!'' screamed Dima.  She pushed the ship's thrusters all
the way to maximum, and sped towards the school.



Paddi's students sat at their desks, patiently waiting for their
teacher to return.  ``How long do you think she's going to be?''
one of the students asked.

``They said it was an emergency call.  I hope that she's going to
be OK,'' said another.

Eventually, Paddi walked back into the classroom.  Her face was
flushed red, and she was covered with sweat.  ``Teacher, are you
alright?'' asked a student.

Paddi gave a great big smile to the class.  ``I've never been
better in my life,'' she beamed.  ``Class, I've got someone very
special for you to meet.  I want you to meet OUR LORD AND
MASTER!''

An alien walked through the doorway and fired a wide-beam
hypno-ray into the classroom.  Quickly, all of the students were
staring blankly into space, in a deep, deep trance.

``Paddi, you have done well,'' said the Mandrarian.  ``Now you
must prepare your class for their new lives as my slaves.''

Paddi was overjoyed!  She looked over her students and felt a
thrill as she realized how she was bringing them the same
feelings of happiness and contentment she now felt.  ``Repeat
after me,'' she said to the enthralled girls.  ``I am a slave.''

``I am a slave,'' her students repeated in unison.

``My only purpose is to give pleasure to my Master!''

``My only purpose is to give pleasure to my Master!''

``I will eagerly obey any command my Master gives me!''  Just
saying the words was making Paddi incredibly hot!

``I will eagerly obey any command my Master gives me!''  Hearing
the words from her students made her even hotter!

``I love the way my Master makes me feel submissive and docile.''

``I love the way my Master makes me feel submissive and docile.''
The students were now squirming in their seats from the
incredible sexual urges that were building in them!

Paddi, in the throes of sexual desire, ripped off her blouse.
She was panting heavily, and her two large breasts were heaving
up and down.  Unable to control herself, she began fondling her
nipples vigorously.  Her students took this as a sign that they
should do the same, and soon their blouses and bras were strewn
all over the floor, and all thirty-eight tits were being eagerly
rubbed and squeezed.

``Oh, God!  I'm so hot!'' exclaimed Paddi, which her students
repeated with equal passion.

``I will always obey my Master!''

``I will always obey my Master!''

``Very good, Paddi,'' said the alien.  ``You have done well.''

Paddi moaned with delight!  She had been able to please her
Master!  Her class, too, moaned in unison.

``Now you must give an example to your class on how to suck their
Master's cock!''  The Mandrarian became naked, and for the first
time in their lives, the students gazed upon the real live penis
of a man.  A couple of girls in the back row had to squint their
eyes.  Paddi removed the rest of her clothes and kneeled down in
front of her Master.

The class watched in awe as their Master's penis became erect as
Paddi grasped it in her hands and brought it to her mouth.  It
became perfectly stiff as she began kissing and licking it.  With
loving attention she slowly took him into her moth.  As she
sucked and sucked she took him deeper and deeper.

Finally, he started screaming, ``Yes!  Yes!  I'm coming!''  Paddi
pulled out just in time for the whole class to be rewarded witht
he sight of his jism being squirted all over her face.  She
eagerly lapped it all up.

The Mandrarian regained his composure, and turned his attention
back to the classroom of slave-girls.  ``All right, everyone!''
he barked.  ``Stand up and remove the rest of your clothes!''
They all quickly obeyed, and soon they were all naked, standing
at attention next to their desks.

He walked up to a girl in the first row.  She had long, wavy
light brown hair, which looked perfect next to her naked skin.
She stared at the Mandrarian with a look of utter awe and wonder
in her eyes.

``Do you submit to your Master?'' he asked.

``My body and soul are yours,'' she said.  He kissed her, and
since she was under the spell of the hypno-ray, she immediately
had the most intense orgasm of her life!

And so he went down the line.  He went up to each girl and gave
her the orgasm that would permanently enslave her to his will.

About halfway through the class, he came up to a girl who was
tall and athletic.  She had broad shoulders, a flat stomach, and
a firm, tight ass.  Like the other girls, he asked her, ``Are you
ready to submit to your Master?''

But suddenly, the girl shook her head and blinked her eys, and
snapped out of her trance.  ``No!'' she screamed, ``no!''  She
turned and ran away from him.

``Stop her!'' he yelled.  Obediently, all the girls in the class
ran after her and tackled her to the floor.  She was strong, but
she was no match against the pile of naked slave-girls on top of
her.  ``Hold her arms and legs,'' he ordered.  They held the
disobedient girl down in the spread-eagle position.

Still struggling against the naked bodies that were pinning down
her arms and legs, she spat at the man standing over her.  ``I
will never submit to any man!'' she proclaimed.  ``I am a free
woman.''

The Mandrarian laughed at her.  ``Well, you're barely a woman,
and you don't look very free to me.''  He went over to the girl's
desk and started rummaging through her knapsack.  ``In fact, when
you have an orgasm, you will permanently become my slave, and the
concept of freedom will vanish from your pretty little head
forever.  And as you can see by the way your fellow students
reacted, it won't take very much to give you one.''  He found
what he was looking for in the knapsack.  ``Ah-hah!  Now how did
I know I would find one of these?'' He pulled out the girl's
vibrator.

He knelt on the floor next to where the girl was being pinned
down.  He turned on the vibrator, and ever so gently, he lightly
brushed it over the girl's clitoris.  ``Oh!'' screamed the girl.

``You see?'' said the alien.  ``It won't take very much at all to
give you an orgasm.  But you know what?  I'm not going to let you
have one until you beg for it!''  He started brushing the
vibrator over the girl's naked flesh, but he carefully avoided
going anywhere near her clit.  The girl started moaning again.

``Now I asked you a question,'' he continued.  ``Are you ready to
submit to your Master?''  With the vibrator, he carefully traced
a spiral pattern over her body, each time around he got a little
closer to the girl's pussy.

The girl struggled and struggled to break free, but it was no
use!  Finally, she couldn't stand it any more!  ``Please, I beg
to submit!'' she shouted.  ``Please! Master!''  The Mandrarian
pressed the vibrator against her clitoris, and instantly, she had
the biggest orgasm of them all!

``Thank you for letting me come, Master,'' said the girl, who was
now permanently enslaved to the alien.

Throughout all of this, Paddi was on the other side of the
classroom, looking out the window.  ``Is there something the
matter?'' asked Paddi's Master.

``I thought I saw somebody outside, Master, but I guess I was
wrong.''

Tears streaming down her cheeks, Dima ran from the school back to
her spaceship.  She had arrived too late.

* * * * *

Dima awoke.  She found herself lying in a bed, with Roy and Laura
standing over her.

``Dima!  Are you OK?'' asked Roy.

``Yeah, I'm fine,'' said Dima, even though it was obvious she was
still pretty groggy.

Suddenly, Dima's locator started making noises.  ``It's the
Mandrarians!  They're attacking again!'' said Roy.  He grabbed
the locator from the nightstand and examined it.  ``Hmmm...  I
can't seem to make out these readings.  What do they mean?''  He
handed the locator to Dima.

Dima looked at the locator, and immediately became distressed.
``This doesn't mean that the Mandrarians are attacking again, it
means that their spaceship is getting ready to leave orbit!''

``What?''

``The Mandrarians are leaving Earth and moving onto another
planet.''  She started getting out of bed.  ``I've got to follow
them.''

``Wait a minute,'' said Dima.  ``What makes you think that you're
coming with me?''

``Why not?''

``It's one thing to have you helping me here on Earth, but I
can't be dragging people around the galaxy with me...''

``Just a little while ago, I might have agreed with you,'' said
Roy.  ``I was so unsure of myself, I was ready to quit.  But
Laura made me realize that I *need* to try to save my girlfriend
and my sister.  It's the only way I can get my self-confidence
back.''

``Out of the question.''  Dima started walking towards the door,
but she stumbled and almost fell.

``You're not fully recovered yet,'' said Roy.  ``You're in no
condition to fly alone.''

``I'm an aerospace engineer, I can help you fly.''

``You're an engineer?'' said Dima.

``I thought you said that you worked behind the counter at Radio
Shack, Master,'' said Laura.

``That's just temporary,'' said Roy.  He turned to Dima and
looked her directly in the eye.  ``I tried to save my girlfriend
from the aliens, and I failed.  If I quit now, I'll never be able
to live with myself.  Please let me go with you.''

``I understand,'' said Dima.  ``We have much in common.  Hurry
up, we don't have much time.  My spaceship is parked on the roof
of your building.''

Dima, Roy and Laura went up to the roof and entered Dima's
spaceship.  Roy took a quick glance around.  In the front was the
cockpit, with room for two pilots.  In the middle was a small
kitchenette, off to the side was a tiny room with a toilet and a
shower.  In the rear was a table and a couple of cots.  ``Jeez,''
said Roy, ''it looks like a space Winnebago.''

``It's very practical,'' said Dima.  She and Roy sat in the
cockpit.  Laura sat down in the back.  Dima hit the thrusters,
and soon they were zooming through the atmosphere towards outer
space.



A little while later, they were clear of the Earth, and were
flying through the solar system.  Roy watched carefully as Dima
piloted, and he quickly learned all of the ship's controls.  He
also noticed that Dima was still very tired, and that she was
having trouble keeping her eyes open.

``You're still feeling the effects from your attack,'' said Roy.
``You need to go in the back and lie down for a while.''

``Can you handle the ship by yourself?'' asked Dima.

``Piece of cake.''

Dima got up and walked back to one of the cots.  She was
reluctant to leave Roy alone flying the ship, but the instant her
head hit the pillow, she was out like a light, and fell into a
deep, deep sleep.

Suddenly, there was a loud crash.  ``What is it?'' asked Laura.

Roy looked out the side window.  ``It's the Mandrarian ship!'' he
said.  ``They were waiting here to ambush us!''  The Mandrarian
ship turned and headed straight towards them.  ``My sister and my
girlfriend are aboard that ship!  I can't fire at them, and they
know it!''

Roy tried to maneuver out of the way, but it was too late.  The
Mandrarians fired again, and scored a direct hit.  The console in
front of Roy exploded.  There was a bright flash of light, and
sparks started flying into Roy's face.

``Jesus Christ!'' screamed Roy.  ``Why can't a technologically
advanced civilization design a ship's console that doesn't
explode on impact?!''

``Master!  Are you all right?''

Roy blinked his eyes a few times.  ``I can't see anything!  The
flash of light blinded me!''

``What are we going to do, Master?!'

``Laura, take a look out the window, and tell me what the
Mandrarian ship is doing.''

``The ship is heading away from us, Master.  They're leaving.''

``They're leaving?  Why would they try to destroy us and then
leave without finishing us off?''

Suddenly, an emergency signal started going off.  ``Warning,''
said a disembodied voice.  ``Insufficient escape velocity.
Collision with the sun in four minutes.''

``Oh, my God!'' screamed Laura.  ``We're going to crash!''

``Laura, calm down!'' said Roy, sternly.  ``We're going to be
OK.''

``Should I try to wake Dima, Master?''

``Forget it.  If she hasn't awoken through all of this, we're not
going to be able to do it now.  You're going to have to fly the
ship.''

``Me, Master?  I don't know anything about flying a spaceship!''

``That's OK, I'll tell you what to do.  Just sit down.''

Laura sat down in front of the set of controls that hadn't blown
up.  ``Master, I can't do this.  All of those buttons and dials
-- it's too complicated!''

``It's not so bad,'' said Roy.  ``If you stop and think about it,
it will all make sense.''

Laura started to cry.  ``I'm just a slave-girl, Master.  I'm not
supposed to think!''

``Well, I'm you Master, and I *order* you to think!'' shouted
Roy.

``Y-yes, Master,'' said Laura, meekly.  ``Tell me what to do.''

``You see that lever to your left?  That's the thruster.  It
controls how fast the ship accelerates.  The control to the
right?  That turns the ship side-to-side.  Try to turn the
ship.''

Hesitantly, Laura started playing with the controls.  ``It's
working!  The ship is turning!''

``Good.  I want you to turn the ship so that it's directly facing
the sun.''

``OK, we're facing the sun.''

``Now push the thruster all the way forward.''

``What?!  You want me to fly directly into the sun?!''

``The only way we can escape the pull of the sun's gravity is to
slingshot around the sun.  Now do it!''

Laura's hand was shaking as she slowly pushed foward on the
thruster.  ``All the way!'' shouted Roy.

Laura pushed the thruster all the way.  The ship started speeding
closer and closer towards the sun.  When Laura looked and saw the
huge ball of fire out the window, she started to panic.  ``Oh, my
God!  We're gonna crash!  WE'RE GONNA CRASH!!'' she screamed.

``Listen to me!'' shouted Roy.  ``We're not going to crash!  The
sun is a lot bigger and a lot further away than it seems!  We'll
be OK as long as you stay calm!  Are you calm?!''

Laura took a couple of deep breaths.  ``I'm OK now.''

``Good.  Now very slowly, I want you to steer the ship towards
the sun's horizon.  We want to go around the sun, not through it.
If you turn too quickly, though, we'll only end up heading into
the sun even faster.''

``OK, the ship is turning.''

Roy sat down in the chair next to Laura, and fasted his seat
belt.  ``You better strap yourself down, it's going to be a bumpy
ride.''

``What about Dima?''

``She's lying down in the back, she should be OK.''

As they flew closer and closer to the sun, the ship started
shaking violently.  Laura reached over, grabbed Roy's hand, and
squeezed it tightly.  For a few tense moments, Roy and Laura sat
quietly as the ship got pulled around the sun.  Finally, the ship
came around the other side and started shooting away from the
sun.

``We did it!'' yelled Laura.

``I told you it was easy.''  Roy started rubbing his eyes.  ``I
think my eyesight is starting to come back.  I can see the shapes
of things.''  He squinted, and he could see a fuzzy pink blob
right in front of him.  ``What the hell is that?'' he asked.

But suddenly, Roy felt Laura's lips -- Laura's *hot* lips --
pressed against his.  Roy realized what the pink blob was as
Laura's naked body straddled his as he sat in the pilot's chair.

``Oh, God, Roy, I'm *so hot*!'' Laura whispered in Roy's ears, as
she reached down with her hands and ripped his shirt open.
``Please fuck me now, I can't stand it any longer!'' she pleaded,
as if Roy actually had a choice in the matter.

Laura explored Roy's chest and back with her hands, while Roy
felt Laura's mouth and tongue all over his face and neck.  He
reached out with his hands and grabbed Laura's breasts, which
were hanging right in front of him.  ``Oh!'' exclaimed Laura as
he pinched her nipples between his fingers.  ``Oh, hader!''  Roy
squeezed them harder.  ``Yes!  Yes!''

``I need to fuck you so badly, Roy!''  Laura writhed as she sat
on top of Roy, rubbing her wet crotch against his.  He still had
his pants on, and his erection was becoming painful.  ``Oh,
please!  I need it now!'' pleaded Laura.  Roy reached down to try
to unfasten his pants, but he had trouble keeping Laura off of
him long enough to do it.

Finally, Roy succeeded in pulling his pants down, and his penis
quickly sprang to attention.  ``Oh, yes!'' screamed Laura at the
sight of his cock.  She was glad that Roy wasn't like those puny
aliens.

Laura rubbed her hot pussy up against Roy's penis, and it soon
became hard as steel.  Laura grabbed it with her hand and guided
it into her dripping wet cunt.  ``Oh, Yes!  That feels *so
good*!'' she said as she felt Roy enter her.

``Yes, Roy!  Yes!  Yes!'' said Laura as she slide her tight wet
pussy up and down over Roy's rigid shaft.  Laura moaned louder
and louder as she rode Roy's cock.

Unable to see clearly, Roy's other senses were even more attuned
to what was going on.  The touch of Laura's smooth naked flesh,
the musky scent, the lustful breathy sounds of Laura's moans,
they all seemed much more intense!  And of course, the feel of
Laura's tight pussy around his cock was incredible!

Laura's moans became even more intense as she began to approach
orgasm.  ``Oh!  Oh!  Oh!'' she said as she went faster and
faster!  Laura's back arched, and she looked up into the sky and
let out an incredible scream!  ``Ohhhhh!!  Ohhhhhh!!!''

Laura kept on riding Roy's cock, and soon he could feel the
intense orgasm that was building up inside of him!  ``I'm
coming!'' he yelled, and he began to shoot hi shot jism into
Laura!  An unbelievable wave of pleasure surged through his body!
At the peak of pleasure, Roy could only see an intense white
light!  Suddenly, his vision returned to normal.  ``I can see!''
he yelled.

Even though Roy was finished, Laura was still riding Roy's cock
up and down.  Roy could see that Laura was getting ready to come
again!  ``Oh, Roy!  Yes, Roy!  Yes!  Yes!!'' she screamed as yet
again, her back arched and her body shuddered!  This time, Roy
had a clear view of the beautiful look of ecstacy on Laura's
face!

Finally satisfied, Laura unstraddled herself from Roy.  She sat
on his lap and the two held each other tightly.

``You can see now?'' asked Laura.

``Yeah.  I can see perfectly fine now.  Go figure.''

Laura kissed Roy again.  ``You have *no idea* how good that
felt,'' she said.

``I think I can imagine,'' he said.  ``I just have one
question.''

``What's that?''

``How come you started calling me `Roy' instead of `Master'?''

* * * * *

To Be Continued...


From simon@mcstories.com Thu Apr 10 23:19:29 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: REPOST: Mind Snatchers, Part Four (mc mf ff)
From: Simon bar Sinister <simon@mcstories.com>
Date: Thu, 10 Apr 1997 23:19:29 -0400
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Mind Snatchers
Part Four
by Simon bar Sinister

About an hour later, Dima finally woke up from her sleep.  She
poked her head into the cockpit.  ``Hi, did I miss anything --
Oh, My God!!'' she suddenly screamed.

Roy was taken aback.  ``Well, uh...  Me and Laura, We uh...''

``What the hell happened to my spaceship!?''

``Oh, *that*,'' said Roy.  ``The console blew up when we were
attacked by the Mandrarian spaceship.''

``Attacked?  We were attacked?  Was there any other damage?''

``I was temporarily blinded when it blew up in my face.''

``I mean to the spaceship..''

``Oh, no.  They stopped attacking when they realized we were
about to crash into the sun.''

``We almost crashed into the sun?''

``Since I was blinded at the time, Laura had to fly the ship.
She was able to maneuver the ship around the sun.''

``My God, was there anything else I missed while I was asleep?''

``Just one thing.  Laura isn't my slave anymore.''

``What!?  That's impossible!''

``It's true!'' said Laura.

``I'll prove it,'' said Roy.  ``Watch what happens when I give
Laura a command.''  He turned to Laura and said,  ``Fetch me a
glass of water, slave!''

``Bite me!'' said Laura.

``You see?''

Dima was brimming with excitement.  ``This is incredible!'' she
said.  ``Laura, tell me how you feel!  Do you remember what
happened?  Do you know how we can free other women?''

Roy yawned.  ``Well, I see you two have a lot to talk about.  I
haven't had any sleep for a while, so I'm gonna go in the back
and rest.''  Roy left the two women alone.

Dima sat down and faced Laura.  ``Tell me everything,'' said
Dima.  ``What was it like?''

``Well,'' said Laura, ``ever since I became a slave, it was I was
walking around in a fog.  I couldn't really think, the only thing
I was aware of were these powerful urges.  The urge to submit,
the urge to obey, and the urge for sex.  Mostly the urge for sex
I guess.  It was so overwhelming, so strong.  Nothing else
mattered.''

``So how were you able to overcome these urges?''

``It's not really clear to me what happened.  We were about to
crash into the sun, and I had to fly the spaceship.  Roy was
yelling at me, telling me to think and concentrate.  I realized
that if I wasn't able to fly the ship, we would all die.  Then
suddenly, something snapped and my mind became focused and clear,
and I knew what to do.''

``So these urges you were having went away?''

``Well, not exactly.  The urges are still there, it's just that I
can suppress them now.  I can control them instead of their
controlling me.''

``So do you think we can free other women from the Mandrarians by
getting them to think and act independently?''

``I don't really know.  Like I said before, it was all so
confusing at the time, I'm not really sure what happened.
Besides, getting one of their slaves to act independently won't
be easy.  Remember, I was in a life-or-death situation.''

``Well at least now we have a chance.''

Dima started to examine the damage caused by the explosion.
``I'm going to need to repair this before we can track the
Mandrarian ship again,'' she said.  ``Will you be able to fly the
spaceship in the mean time?''

``Oh, sure!'' said Laura.  ``I *like* flying the spaceship.  It's
so cool!  It makes me feel so powerful.''

``I know exactly how you feel,'' said Dima. ``I feel the same way
when I fly, too.''

* * * * *

A few hours later, Roy woke up from his sleep and walked into the
cockpit.  ``How are things going?'' he asked.

``Oh, good,'' said Dima, ``you're just in time.  I've repaired
most of the damage, and I'm ready to begin tracking the
Mandrarian ship.''  She turned on a couple of switches, and the
screen once again came to life.  The Mandrarian spaceship
appeared as a blip on the screen.  ``Now according to these
readings, their ship is on a direct heading for this
planet... right... here...'' Dima's face suddenly turned pale
white.

``Dima, what is it?  What's the matter?'' said Laura.

``No, not there.  We can't go there.'' said Dima, in a very soft
voice.  She seemed as though she was on the verge of crying.

Roy examined the readings on the screen.  ``This planet that
they're heading towards, it's you home planet, isn't it?''

Dima nodded her head.

``You know that we have to go after them, don't you?''

``I can't go back,'' said Dima.  ``I haven't been back to my
planet since... since...''

``Dima, I know that you're entire planet was enslaved by the
Mandrarians.  I understand how difficult it must be to go back
there.  But this is the perfect opportunity for us.''

``Roy's right,'' said Laura.  ``Before, you believed that
everyone was enslaved permanently.  But now we know that it isn't
true.  It might be possible for us to free your planet.''

Dima sighed.  ``I guess so,'' she said.  She went into the back
of the spaceship and sulked.

``Is she going to be alright?'' asked Laura.

``She'll be fine,'' said Roy.  ``It's not her I'm worried
about.''

``What do you mean?''

``I'm more worried about the way *I'll* react.''

``How you'll react?''

``Do you remember before, back on Earth, how I told you I wanted
to quit because I didn't have any confidence?''

``Yeah...''

``Well, I wasn't being completely honest with you -- or myself
for that matter.  The *real* reason I wanted to quit was that I
wanted to stay there, on Earth, with *you* as my willing sex
toy.  The temptation was *so great*.  My girlfriend, my sister,
none of that mattered.  I was willing to give it all up, so that
I could live out a fantasy sex life with you.  You don't realize
how close I actually came to doing it.''

``But you managed to resist temptation.  And I'm really glad that
you did.''

``On Dima's planet, there are millions and millions of
slave-girls, and only a handful of men.  If I was barely able to
resist *one* woman, what chance do I have against millions?''

Laura smiled at him.  ``You know, you keep telling me that you
have all this self-doubt, but I know that it really isn't true.
When the spaceship was going to crash and I was panicking, you
were *so strong* and *so confident*.  You told me we weren't
going to crash, and I believed you.  You told me I could fly the
ship, and I did.  When I needed you the most, you came through
for me.''  She kissed Roy on the cheek.  ``I'm sure that when we
go to Dima's planet and it comes down to it, you'll do fine.''

``Let's hope so,'' said Roy.

``Look,'' said Laura.  When we're down on this planet and you
feel yourself starting to slip, I want you to know that I'll
always be there for you.''

``Always!''

Roy suddenly started feeling butterflies in his stomach.  He
liked Laura from the first time he met him, but now he was liking
Laura even more now that she stopped being his slave...

* * * * *

Dima flew the spaceship the rest of the way to her planet.  As
they got closer and closer to the planet, a look of anticipation
grew on her face.  They entered the solar system, and Dima's
planet grew from a tiny dot in the window to a large ball that
eclipsed their entire view.

``It's beautiful,'' said Laura.

``I know,'' said Dima, her eyes welled up with tears.  ``I've
missed it so much.  I haven't been back in seven years.''

Dima starting pressing some switches and dials, and got down to
business.  ``You better strap yourselves down,'' she told Laura
and Roy, ``I'm taking her in.  I'm going to land on the opposite
side of the planet from where the other ship landed, so we won't
be recognized.''

Dima picked a medium-sized city on the far side of the planet.
She landed the spaceship discretely in a back alley where it
would be unlikely to be discovered.

``Okay, what do we do now?'' asked Roy.

``Well, I guess we scout around a little, and size up the
situation.''

``There's no better time like the present,'' said Roy.  ``Let's
go!''

``No, wait a minute.  Laura and I have to get changed.''  Dima
went to a cabinet in the back of the spaceship, and pulled out a
couple of skimpy outfits, and handed one to Laura.  ``Here, put
this on,'' she said.  ``It's a slave uniform.''

``A slave uniform?''

``We'll have to wear them if we don't want to look out of place
here.  I'm not happy about it, but it's necessary.''

Since there was no other room for them in the small spaceship,
Dima started to change into the uniform, right there in front of
Roy.   He was going to avert his eyes, but he soon realized that
she was completely indifferent to his presence.  She was an
Amazon of a woman, with a tall, athletic build.

Laura, too, started to change into her uniform.  Since Roy had
already seen her naked, she didn't have any qualms about changing
in front of him either.  Ever since she became his slave, Roy had
noticed that her beauty had blossomed.  She had a soft femininity
which seemed to be increasing every day.  Now that she wasn't his
slave any more, her looks did not diminish.  In fact, she was
still showing an afterglow from their previous lovemaking, which
made her seem sexier than ever.  Roy felt a little guilty leering
at her this way, but then he noticed that Dima was also
eyeballing Laura as she changed.

When they finished changing, Roy understood why Dima and Laura
were so indifferent to their changing right in front of him.
With their uniforms on, they were practically naked anyway.  The
stretchy fabric clung tightly to their bodies, showing off
everything and leaving nothing to the imagination.

``OK, now we're ready,'' said Dima.  ``Let's go.''  Not really
knowing what to expect, they stepped out of the spaceship, and
into the city.

Roy found that the city, like the rest of the planet, was
beautiful.  Everything was clean and bright, completely free of
pollution.  But something was wrong.  The streets were completely
empty, there was not another living soul in sight.

``Has the city been abandoned?'' asked Laura.

``I don't think so,'' said Dima.  ``Look around.  Everything is
so clean and well-maintained.''  Roy looked and saw that
everything was spotless -- clean to the point of obsessiveness.
It made the fact that there was nobody around seem even more
mysterious.

But suddenly, from one of the buildings stepped a beautiful,
vivacious slave-girl.  She had a big, contented smile on her
face, if somewhat blank and distant.  Then another girl stepped
out, then another.  Then suddenly, hundreds of girls
simultaneously started coming out of the buildings and onto the
streets.

``Oh, my God!'' said Roy, whose eyes were popping out of his
head.

``This is really weird,'' said Laura.  ``Do you have any idea
what's going on, Dima?''

``I don't know, I've never seen anything like it before.''

``Are you going to be alright, Roy?'' asked Laura.  Roy didn't
say anything, he was too busy staring at all of the slave-girl --
each of them was absolutely drop-dead gorgeous.

``Roy...''

Finally, Roy managed to say something.  ``Dima, I don't mean to
be rude, but aren't there any, uhm, older women on your planet?''

``What are you talking about?'' said Dima.  ``Of course we do.
I'm fifty-nine.''

``You're fifty-nine!?''

``Of course, on this planet, a year is only three hundred days
long.  That would make me about forty-eight in Earth years.''

``You're forty-eight!?'' Dima looked half that age.  Roy couldn't
see a girl that looked over the age of thirty.  The race of women
on this planet aged very gracefully.

Then all of the slave-girls took notice of Roy.  They started to
get excited.  They all turned and started walking in Roy's
direction.  The crowd grew larger and larger.  The look of
excitement on their faces grew.

``Roy, I don't like this...'' said Laura.

Finally, one of the slave-girls couldn't stand it any longer.
``Oh, Master!'' she screamed, and she ran and jumped on Roy,
wrapping her arms and legs around him and kissing him
passionately.  Then all of the other girls ran towards Roy,
yelling high-pitched screams and smothering him from all sides.

``Roy!  Tell them to stop!!'' yelled Laura, who was in danger of
getting trampled herself.

Just before he was about to be tackled to the ground by the crowd
of overly-passionate sex-slaves, he managed to yell out, ``Stop!
Stop!''  Obediently, the slave-girls all stopped in their tracks
and stood there, staring at Roy, waiting for him to tell them
what to do next.

``Now tell them to go away!'' said Laura.

``Leave me, and go about your normal business!'' said Roy, in a
commanding voice.

``Yes, Master,'' said all of the girls in unison.  They turned
and walked away, with looks of disappointment on their faces.

Laura was angry at Roy.  ``You were going to let them trample
you, weren't you?''

``Well, uh...'' said Roy.  ``It didn't occur to me I could make
them stop.''

``Come on now, focus.  Don't forget about our mission.''

``Right.  Our mission.  Let's go.''  They continued walking.

The three of them strolled around the city for a while longer.
Every so often, sex-slaves would eagerly run up to Roy and offer
themselves to Roy, but he would order them away.  He was
beginning to enjoy having women respond perfectly to his every
command, and the feelings power it gave him.  He tried to hide
his feelings from Laura and Dima, though.

The more they walked around, and the more he saw of the planet,
the immaculately clean streets, the beautiful architecture, and
of course, everywhere he looked, the sexy slave-girls, he became
convinced he was in paradise.

A little further along, Roy saw why everything was so clean.
They came across a cleaning crew of around fifty slave-girls.
They were all on their hands and knees, scrubbing every inch of
the street by hand.  It was hard work, and each girl was working
up a big sweat.  Yet they all had big smiles on their faces, and
took great pride in their labor.

As soon as the women saw Roy, they stopped working and began to
get up.  This time, Roy was ready for them.  He held out his hand
and said in a commanding voice, ``Continue with your work!''

``Yes, Master,'' said the women.  They all kneeled back on the
ground and continued scrubbing, back and forth and back and
forth.  Roy leered at them as the girls' bodies jiggled in
their skin-tight, sweat-drenched slave uniforms.  Laura poked him
in the side and gave him a dirty look.

A little further down the road, Laura suddenly cried out,
``What's that?''  She pointed to a large group of women, maybe
two hundred or more.

``If I'm not mistaken,'' said Dima, ``I would say we're about to
meet a Mandrarian male.''

Sure enough, as the crowd came closer to them, they could make
out one man in the center of the crowd, surrounded by hundreds of
slave-girls who were all fawning over him.

Soon, the harem of slave-girls was upon them.  A male voice cried
out, ``Stop!''  the mass of girls parted open, and from the
center walked out a short, fat older man.

He walked right up on Roy, ignoring Laura and Dima as if they
weren't even there.  ``Hello, stranger,'' he said.  ``I don't get
to see many other men in these parts.''

``Hello,'' said Roy, shaking the man's hand.  ``I'm just passing
through with my two slaves.''

``Two slaves?!  You only have two slaves?!''

``Well, uh...'' said Roy, ``I travel very light.  I've got a
small spaceship and I only have room for provisions for two other
people.''

``Oh, I see.''  Roy breathed a sigh of relief that the Mandrarian
was buying his story.  ``Like I said before, I don't get to see
very many men in these parts.  It's been a couple of years since
I've seen one.  Why don't you come over and stay at my place for
dinner?  I could lend you a couple hundred of my girls.''

Roy glanced over at Dima, who slightly nodded her head in
approval.  ``Uh, sure,'' said Roy.

``Wonderful!'' said the Mandrarian.  ``You know, it's been so
long since I've had someone to talk to.  These girls, they're
good with their mouths, but not for conversation!  Know what I
mean?''  The Mandrarian laughed, annoyingly, at his own joke.
Roy smiled and feigned amusement.

Acting like a shepherd, the Mandrarian waved his arms and pointed
his girls in the direction of his home.  ``Let's go!'' he yelled.

As they walked towards the home of the Mandrarian, Laura
whispered to Dima, ``Why are we doing this?''

``This is a big opportunity for us,'' said Dima.  ``If the
Mandrarian believes that Roy is one of his own kind, then maybe
he'll let some of his secrets slip.  Of course, this all depends
on Roy's being able to keep his libido in check.''

``Roy's gonna be fine,'' said Laura.  ``I have complete
confidence in him.''

They walked across town, until they arrived at the Mandrarian's
home.  Before the planet was invaded, the building used to be a
luxury hotel.  It was now converted to a dwelling for him and a
thousand of his closest slaves.  As they entered the spacious
lobby, the hundred or so slave-girls that were waiting for him
all immediately dropped to the floor and bowed prostrate in his
direction.

``I like my slaves to be well-trained,'' he said.  ``I love it
when they do that!''  He clapped his hands and shouted, ``Gila!''

A girl arose from the floor, quickly ran to her Master, and stood
before him at attention.  ``Yes, Master?'' she said.

``Gila, I'll be having a guest for dinner.  Make sure an extra
meal is prepared.''

``Yes, Master.''  She ran off into the back towards the kitchen.

The Mandrarian clapped his hands and shouted, ``Return to your
work!''  All of the slave-girls who were on the floor got up and
resumed their work.  From what Roy could see, it was apparently
the job of many of the girls sit around and pose for their
Master.

Dima whispered to Laura, ``I'm gonna go and have a look around.
Wanna come?''

Laura said,  ``I think I'll stay with Roy.''

Dima looked at Roy, who was still staring at all the beautiful
women, practically drooling.  ``Good idea,'' she said.  She snuck
off, blending in with the other women.

Roy and Laura followed the Mandrarian up to the top floor of the
building, which was one large penthouse suite.  Of course there
were dozens of slave-girls already waiting there for their
Master.  The Mandrarian sat down, and was immediately surrounded
by a group of girls who began massaging him and fawning over him.

Roy sat down.  Laura was immediately pushed aside by a rush of
females who wanted to surround him too.  There were three girls
standing behind Roy, one girl on each side rubbing his shoulders
and one massaging his scalp.  There were two girls kneeling in
from of him whose job it was to rub his feet.  And there were two
girls cuddled up on each side of him who would rub their bodies
up against him, and occasionally plant a light kiss on him.
Naturally, Roy found it all very distracting, but to the
Mandrarian it was all perfectly normal, and he acted as if they
weren't even there.

``I find it hard to believe that only a handful of men were able
to take over this entire planet,'' said Roy.

``You know,'' said the Mandrarian, ``I was part of the original
raiding party that came down to this planet.  There were 500 or
so of us.  It took us five whole years, but we managed to round
up every last female.''

``Five years?''

``Boy, those were the days!  In the beginning, you could capture
hundreds and hundreds of females in a day.  I once captured over
two thousand girls one day.  But of course, as time went on, it
became harder and harder to find them.  That's when the *real*
fun began.

``Some of the females tried to hid in the wilderness, but of
course, we had sensors that could track them.  Teams of men would
go and hunt them down, like animals.  It was so exciting!
There's no greater sport in the galaxy!

``But like everything else, it had to come to an end.
Eventually, every last female was hunted down and captured.  Most
of the other men left the planet and moved on to other planets,
but I decided to stay and retire here.''

``And what have you been doing since?''

The Mandrarian laughed.  ``What else?  I've been enjoying my
prizes!''  The Mandrarian laughed some more, and all of the
slave-girls surrounding him giggled along with him.

But suddenly, the Mandrarian stopped laughing, and he became very
serious.  ``Can you be completely honest with me?'' he asked in a
low voice.

``Uh, sure,'' said Roy.

``You don't think I'm shallow, do you?''

Roy, surprised by the question, wasn't sure what to say.   He
hesitated for a moment, and then said, ``No, of course not!  What
you have here, it's every man's dream.  It's paradise!''  Roy
again prayed that the Mandrarian was gullible enough to believe
his lie.

* * * * *

A little while later, on the other side of the room, Laura sat
and talked to a group of slave-girls.  She was trying to convince
them to think and behave independently, like she had.  She was
telling the story of how she fought the Mandrarian who was about
to enslave Dima.

``...And then when I saw that he was about to enslave another
woman, I kicked the gun from his hand.''

The group of girls sat around Laura and looked at her
incredulously.  ``Then what did you do?'' one of them asked.

``Well, then I beat him up,'' she said.

``You beat up a *man*?''

``That's right.''  The girls all stared at Laura, blankly, as if
she were talking in another language.  ``You know, like on *Xena,
Warrior Princess*.''

The girls' faces all lit up.  ``Oh, I get it!'' one of them
said.  ``I wouldn't be able to do *that*!''

``Of course you can!'' said Laura.  ``You all have the strength
within you to think and act independently.  You have to fight for
it!''

Laura was getting blank stares again.  Finally, one of the girls
asked, ``Can you do backflips like Xena can?  That's really
cool!''

``No, not quite,'' said Laura.  It was obvious she wasn't getting
through to them.

Suddenly, a giant video screen that was hanging on the wall
flickered on.  All of the girls in the area immediately stood at
attention and faced the screen.

``What's going on?'' asked Laura.

``It's time for exercises!'' said one of the girls excitedly.

``Exercises?''

``Yes, I must exercise so that my body remains firm and healthy.
That way my Master may choose me to serve him in the flesh.''

``So you're exercising so that you can attract the attention of a
man?''

``Yes.''

``Why does this sound so familiar to me?'' Laura asked herself.

* * * * *

Roy and the Mandrarian had just finished their dinner.  It was an
exquisitely prepared meal, probably the best food Roy had ever
had.  They were now sitting back and relaxing as they were
entertained by a group of dancing girls.  The girls were all
totally nude, and their dancing looked like a form of simulated
sex.

Througout the evening, Roy slowly had been getting more and more
aroused.  By this point his dick was so hard it was beginning to
cause him discomfort.

The Mandrarian noticed how aroused Roy was getting.  ``You look
like you could use some relief,'' he said.  ``I've got something
special lined up for you this evening.''

He clapped his hands.  Seemingly from out of nowhere, a
slave-girl appeared before him.  ``How may I serve you Master?''
she asked.

``Gila, I want you to bring the Bocarian female here.''

``Yes, Master,'' she said, and she quickly scurried off to do his
bidding.

``You'll love this,'' said the Mandrarian.  ``The Bocarians give
the best head in all the galaxy.''

Soon, the slave-girl returned, hand-in-hand with another slave.
She came from a race of lizard-women and had green glistening
skin.  She was staring at the bulge in Roy's pants with a look of
anticipation on her face.

The Mandrarian stood up.  ``Why don't you excuse me for a little
while,'' he said.  ``While you're getting sucked by the lizard,
I've gotta go drain the lizard.''  Once again, he laughed,
annoyingly, at his own joke as he walked off.

The lizard-girl sat down next to Roy.  ``Pleassse, Masssster,''
she begged.  ``Pleasssse let me ssssssuck your penisssss....''
Roy then noticed why she was talking so strangely:  she had a
long, prehensile, forked tongue.

* * * * *

``So are you going to exercise with us?''

``No thanks,'' said Laura.  ``I'll think I'll pass.''

A female exercise instructor appeared on the screen, and some
strange rhythmic music started playing.  ``Okay, girls!'' she
said, ``Let's go!''  She started doing leg lifts, up and down, in
time to the music.  All of the girls followed along, mirroring
the instructor's moves in perfect unison.

Laura watched the video screen intensely.  There was something
strange about it, something very compelling.  Laura found that
she couldn't take her eyes away from the screen.  The music
became louder, and the thumping rhythms made Laura want to move
her body.

``...And reach, and stretch!  And reach, and stretch!'' yelled
the instructor.  Her voice was very compelling, strong and
forceful, yet at the same time warm and inviting.  Laura found
herself staring deeper and deeper into the screen.  Her senses
were overwhelmed.  The music seemed to be getting louder still,
and the voice of the instructor kept urging Laura to follow
along.

While her eyes were fixed on the video screen, Laura could see
with her peripheral vision all of the other girls, all following
the instructor, moving in perfect unison.  Laura suddenly felt
out of place.  All of the other girls were exercising, moving
along with the music, yet she was just sitting there, all alone.
Shouldn't she be exercising too?

Without even consciously thinking about it, Laura, in a daze,
stood and started following along with the instructor and the
rest of the girls.  It seemed odd to her that before she didn't
want to exercise.  Why wouldn't she want to exercise?  It was so
easy.  Laura stared deeper and deeper into the screen, and her
body moved on its own.  She didn't have to think, all she had to
do was stare into the screen, and her body would move all by
itself.  She felt like a puppet, with her body being controlled
by somebody else.

And it felt good.

* * * * *

The lizard-girl was snuggled up next to Roy.  She was licking his
face with her amazing tongue, trying to get him to let her give
him a blow-job.  It was so soft, and so hot!  Her species' body
temperature was much higher than that of humans, and her tongue
felt as though it was on fire!

Roy knew he wasn't supposed to give in.  He had to think about
the mission.  But it was so hard!  He couldn't stand it any more!
He needed some help.

``Laura!'' he cried out.  Laura said she would help him when he
was in trouble.  He needed her help now!  ``Laura?''  He kept
crying out for her, but she never came.

``Forget about Laura,'' said the girl who was giving him the
tongue-bath.  ``I've got what you want right here!''  She kneeled
down in front of him and pulled down his pants.  Roy did nothing
to stop her.

Roy's huge, stiff dick popped up.  ``Oh, yesssss!'' exclaimed the
girl.  ``It'ssss sssso big!''  With great eagerness, she went
down on him.

All the while, Roy kept thinking, where was Laura?

* * * * *

The workout was over.  All of the girls, including Laura, were
now kneeling on the floor, still staring at the screen with blank
looks on their faces.

Laura was smiling.  She was having an endorphin rush after the
intense workout, and it was giving her a feeling of warm
satisfaction.  It made her even more receptive to the words the
instructor was now telling her.

``That was a great workout, wasn't it?'' said the instructor.

``Oh, yes!'' said Laura, oblivious to the fact that she was
talking back to a video screen.

``You did very well, you should be happy with yourself.''  Laura
felt so happy!  ``Your body is getting firm and healthy, they way
your Master likes it.'' Laura was thrilled that she was able to
please her Master!

``But now the workout is over, and it's time to relax...
Relax...''  Laura listened to the soothing voice.  Laura had been
following the instructor throughout the entire workout, and now
was conditioned to do whatever she told her to do.  She sank even
deeper into a trance.  ``You want to sleep now.  Your eyelids are
closed.''  Laura's eyes fluttered shut.

``Now I want you to picture yourself lying in a big, soft,
luxurious bed.''  Laura had no difficulty imagining herself in
such a situation.  ``You're completely naked, lying in a big,
soft bed.  It's so warm and safe here, lying in this big, soft
comfy bed.''  Laura sank even deeper listening to the soothing
voice.

``Now there is someone standing over your bed.  That person is
your Master.''  In her mind's eye, Laura pictured Roy standing
over her as she lay in bed.  ``You feel so sweet and submissive,
lying naked in bed in front of your Master.''  Laura knew that
these words were true.

``You've been such a good little slave-girl.''  Yes, thought
Laura, she was a good slave-girl.  ``In fact, you've been so
good, your Master wants to reward you now!  Your Master is
kissing you, feel your Master's lips!''  Laura's lips tingled,
she really could feel his lips pressed against hers!

``Your Master's hands are touching your breasts.  Feel your
Master's hands on your breasts!''  A soft moan escaped from
Laura's lips as she felt Roy's hands gently stroking her erect
nipples.

``Now your Master's hands are moving downward, down across your
tummy.''  Laura was getting excited as she felt his hands moving
across her body.  ``His hands are moving down, in between your
legs.''  Laura pictured herself lying in bed, her legs spread
wide open, and Roy standing over her, fingering her clit!  She
was now moaning and panting heavily!

``Feel your Master's touch!  Feel it!'' Laura could feel Roy,
vigorously playing with her clit, and she was getting hotter and
hotter!

``You need to come so badly!  Beg to your Master to let you
come!''

``Please!!'' screamed Laura, ``please let me come!''

``You can come now!  You're coming!''  Instantly, Laura's orgasm
was released, and wave after wave of pleasure flooded through her
body!

* * * * *

Roy was experiencing the most incredible blow-job of his life.
She had stared slowly, teasing his cock with her tongue, but now
it was getting more and more intense.  The alien girl's tongue
was wrapped around his shaft, squeezing it tightly.  Then,
slowly, his entire cock was engulfed by her mouth.  Her alien
physiology was different than humans.  She had no gag reflex, and
she could still breathe through her nose even when she
swallowed.  She could take him in all the way, and she could hold
him there for as long as she wanted.  Her throat was hot and
tight, and the suction was incredible!

``Nnnggah!!'' grunted Roy as he came.  The girl kept swallowing
and swallowing until he sucked him dry.  She pulled herself off
of Roy, and he lay back and rested.

``Good Lord!'' said a male voice coming from behind Roy, ``you're
not a Mandrarian!''

Roy looked behind him, and he saw the Mandrarian standing there,
pointing his gun at him.

Suddenly, the Mandrarian was struck from behind.  He fell to the
floor, and Roy saw Dima standing there.  She was pissed off.
``What the *hell* is going on here?!!''

``Well, uhm... uh...'' stammered Roy, as he quickly pulled off
his pants.

``Where's Laura?''

``Laura?  Last I saw Laura, she was in the corner over there--''
He looked across the room and saw Laura and a group of slave-girls
kneeling in front of a video screen with their eyes closed.  They
all were having orgasms.

``Oh, my God!'' exclaimed Dima.  She went over to the Mandrarian
lying on the floor and twisted his arm behind his back.  ``What's
happening to them?!'' she asked.  The Mandrarian remained silent.
``*Answer me!!*'' she screamed, twisting his arm even harder.

``OK!  OK!'' The Mandrarian finally yelled.  ``It's not something
we like to admit, but sometimes the girls revert to their
original personalities.  We send out hypnotic signals over the
video to prevent that from happening.''

Roy ran over to Laura and started shaking her.  ``Wake up!'' he
said.

Laura opened her eyes and had a big smile on her face.  ``Thank
you for letting me come, Master.''  She looked at Roy with a
blank, Stepford-Wife look in her eyes.

``Laura, listen to me!'' pleaded Roy.  ``I am not your Master!''

``My Master doesn't want me?'' said Laura, in a familiar tone of
voice.

``No!'' yelled Roy.  ``I don't want you!  I want the *real*
Laura! I -- I *love* the real Laura.''

Laura was confused.  ``You can love me any way you want to,
Master.''

Completely frustrated, Roy started to break down and cry.

To Be Continued....

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