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   Alien Bikini Sex Slaves is a silly story involving sex between Earth
Women and Alien monsters.  This story leans more towards humor and comedy than
horror.  In other words,  this is not a story about young women dipped in slime
and being attacked by things with teeth.

This story is mine but feel free to archive,  print or share as long as you
don't make any money from it.  All comments are welcome by e-mail.  A picture
of some of the characters and information about how the story was created can
be found at http://members.aol.com/Lordshon/AlienBikini.html

Alien Bikini Sex Slave part 2
By Shon Richards

Heather fell over again in the bare metal room.  Swearing loudly,  she tried
to get up again.  Her hands and ankles were bound with some sort of odd
magnetic bracelets,  and it made it impossible to maintain any sort of balance.
She scooted herself upright again,  and tried to stand.  Standing,  she began
a series of bunny hops towards her goal. Her flopping breasts immediately began
bouncing out of control,  despite being held in by a flimsy bikini top.  The
flopping of her chest broke her balance again.  She fell face forward,  her
long blonde hair falling behind her.

Meanwhile,  her best friend Michelle was trying to move too.  Michelle's
breasts that she received as a "sweet sixteen" present were too large to even
attempt standing up.  Instead,  she was using her bound hands and ankles to
crawl slowly across the floor of their prison.  Her long tanned limbs slowly
inched her across the floor.   While Heather was falling for the fifth time
that evening,  Michelle enjoyed the awards of crossing the room first.

Michelle rose to her knees and lifted her head to the odd metal tube that had
came into their prison a few minutes ago.  Opening her mouth wider than even
the time she gave Wess "The Donkey" Miller a blowjob,  she licked the end of
the metal ball at the end of the tube.  To her relief,  beer flowed from the
tube with each lick.  While Heather was crashing down and swearing,  Michelle
was getting good and drunk.

Michelle thought back to those strange aliens who had captured her and Heather
just an hour ago.  What had began as an innocent examination by friendly
extra-terrestrials had quickly became kinky as the girls were stripped of their
panties and warned to not show their nipples on pain of death.  After the
creatures stuck a needle in their assess,  the girls were enjoyably fucked by
the most talented dildo Michelle had ever experienced.  Michelle was still a
little scared,  and being bound was never a good thing,  but after licking the
beer dispenser for a few minutes,  she decided things could be worse.

Unknown to the girls,  one of the aliens was watching them from a remote
camera.  Soolan was in awe of the two earth females and had finished his meal
quickly so that he could watch them some more before the next part of the
entertainment.  He was empathy bonded to Heather through her implant and was
feeling every delicious collision she had with the floor.  He rubbed his
errogenous zones in his fingers as he watched Heather try to kick her legs
against the floor to reach Heather.  

"If my pair-mate had legs that long,  " Soolan sighed,  "I would have never
agreed with my bud-brother to sneak away to this hedonistic vacation." 

His musings stopped as he watched in fascination at his selected female.  She
had broken her natural shell on one of her fingers and she was now examining
her fingertip.  Soolan fantasized for a moment that it was one of his fingers
she was staring at so intently.  His black eyes widened incredibly as she
brought the finger to her mouth and chewed the broken shell off.  

His empathy link transmitted sensations of her warm breath on his fingers. 
His skin changed colors in sexual arousal as her lips encompassed the finger. 
Trembling,  he felt every moment as her teeth chewed her finger,  the wetness
of her mouth driving him to extacsy.  Finally he orgasmed in a rainbow flash of
colors,  coinciding with Heather rubbing her fingers dry.

Soolan had managed to compose himself and flick the monitor off when his
bud-brother Weelaj came in.  Their host Olaax followed him,  and took his place
at the monitor controls.  As the two customers settled into their relaxation
lounges,  Olaax projected a list of races on the main monitor.

"I hope you two are enjoying your time with Universal Fornication Operations
so far?"  Olaax asked.

"I am having a wonderful time."  Soolan said exuberantly.

Weelaj shifted his thin frame nervously before answering.  "I liked the
fornication we had earlier,"  he began,  "But I hope we can move on to
something more exotic now?"

Olaax smiled with his small mouth.  "I can tell what you are a true explorer
of hedonism my valued customer.  In fact,  we have a large list of creatures
onboard who can pleasure your selected women.  Or they can terrify and maul the
earth women if that is your choice.  It is only limited by who you choose for
them to copulate with."

Soolan quickly asked "The other creatures won't harm them will they?"

"Rest assure that their memories of this situation will be wiped clean and any
scars or limbs removed will be fixed before they debark."  Olaax responded.

Soolan tried to not let his worry show when he thought of his pet Heather
having her limbs torn out.

"However,  " Olaax interjected happily,  "For an extra fee,  you could even
kill the Earth females and we would be able to settle with their government to
cover any problems.  I remember one humorous time when we picked up an earth
man by the name of Jimmy Hoffa.  Our customers disliked him so much they
arranged for him to be mated with a Jwrrt'fuk.  As you already know,  the
Jwrrt'fuk always eats it's mate starting with external digits first."

Weelaj joined in Olaax's laughter and Soolan tried to convincingly laugh with
them.  When the laughter subsided,  Weelaj examined the list for a suitable
mate.

Olaax looked at his choice and laughed in glee.

"Excellent choice,"  Olaax complimented  this Gaxion is known for his violent
ways and experience in subjugating earth females.  Now you two will be able to
see what it is like for an earth female to feel terror and distress."

Soolan's grey face paled as he heard Olaax describe the horror his pet Heather
will undergo.  He wanted to look away but once the empathy machine was
activated,  he knew that he would feel every moment of terror.  His bud-brother
Weelaj was bouncing in his chair with excitement.  

The monitor screen flickered to life to show Michelle leaning next to the wall
with a hose in her hand.  Olaax quickly covered the screen as Michelle made use
of the only waste-removal facility in the room.  Only until the noise of the
vacuum pump had diminished did he let his customers see the screen again. 
Nothing kills a Pur'lecki's sexual drive like seeing alien waste by-products.

When the customers were able to see the screen,  Michelle was crawling around
the room looking for an escape.  Heather had her back to the camera,  her face
buried next to a wall.  The camera zoomed in on her and they watched as she
licked the large metal ball at the end of a long tube.  Soolan was hypnotized
by her tongue flickering out while Weelaj was asking Olaax as to what she was
doing.

"That tube contains a liquid that acts as a stimulant to their race."  Olaax
explained.  "This particular stimulant is effective in making the earth
creatures more accepting to their fate,  as well as clouding their judgement. 
Earth females tend to drink as much as ten times the volume of this liquid than
any other beverage we supply.  The metal ball is to prevent them from drinking
too much at one time."

they then watched in silent awe as Heather widened her mouth and sucked the
entire tube into her mouth.  They then watched as her throat expanded and
contracted with huge swallows.

"I'd say they really like it."  Weelaj commented.

They then became quiet as a door opened in the girls' room.  Soolan twitched
nervously while Weelaj rubbed his hands in the anticipation of erotic terror.

Michelle was the first to notice that her bounds were loose.  Excited,  she
jumped up and did a classic cheerleader leap,  splitting her legs wide in the
air.  When she landed,  she saw the door open and her joy quickly died as
something horrible walked in.

It was seven feet tall and was covered in a golden down.  Michelle liked the
idea of a man with fur,  but his face resembled something that belonged in a
pasture.  His head had a snout with flaring nostrils and two deep set brown
eyes.  The foot long horns projecting from his head also completed the bovine
comparison.

Michelle was going to get Heather's attention but the creature's roar did that
for her.  It then flexed it's eight arms and stepped into the room.  It looked
back and forth at each of them,  it's jaws slobbering at the sight of easy
pickings.  

"Holy shit!"  Heather said.  "What the fuck is this?  Another science
experiment?"

"Heather,"  Michelle said with exasperation,  "I seriously doubt these space
perverts are doing any kind of experiments.  Besides with those horns,  this
guy looks like some sort of freaky cow."

The creature stepped forward and two thick, stiff and erect appendages swung
between it's legs.  The girls gasped and Heather even clapped.  It looked at
them in confusion,  it was used to earth females climbing the wall at this
point.

"That, " Heather said breathlessly,  "is a Bull,  not a cow."

The girls jumped as the creature growled at them in English.

"You weak and foolish earth bitches are about to be raped by Known-too, 
defiler of one hundred and forty-two earth women!"  he growled at them.

Michelle put her hands on her naked hips and jutted her stuffed bikini top at
Known-too.

"No one rapes me without buying dinner first,  especially not some freak with
an attitude problem,  right Heather?"

Michelle turned to see Heather turn around and offer her backside to
known-too.  As Michelle's face reddened with fury,  Known-too was charging
across the room.

"Rape me! Rape me!"  Heather cried as Known-too fell on her body.  Michelle
almost rushed over to help her friend,  but doubted her ability to stop the
lust crazed monster.  Or stop Known-too.

Known-too's muscular body stood up and lifted Heather's not quite struggling
body with him.  His two upper arms easily lifted her from under her shoulders
while his bottom hands locked on tightly to each of her thighs.  Four remaining
hands traveled and mauled the rest of heather's body,  grabbing and pinching
like only a man with two sets of testes could do.

Heather whipped her long blonde hair out of her face and looked down as
known-too separated her legs.  Slowly he lowered her onto his double cocks, 
his powerful muscles preventing her from escaping or speeding the process. 
Michelle watched with a new admiration for her pointy nose friend as the two
bull-steaks were engulfed by Heather's sex and anus.  Heather writhed in his
mauling arms as her senses were driven mad by the slow steady creep of his huge
members into her.

"Heather,  are you sure this is such a good idea?"  Michelle asked as she
watched a shaft of golden flesh disappear into her.

"Oh God Michelle,"  Heather groaned,  "I think he's going to kill me with
AHHHHHHH"

Because Heather's orgasm prevented her from saying she was dying with
pleasure,  Michelle thought she was saving her life by attacking Known-too. 
She was also just pretty much pissed at this point and wanted to attack
something.  You don't become a mudwrestling champion at Camp Beaver without
picking up a homicidal streak.

Michelle started by kicking Known-too's muscular back as hard as she could. 
Known-too responded by bellowing a challenging roar.  Michelle then escalated
by grabbing one of his legs and biting down.  She stopped when her head was
lifted several feet in the air by the roots of her well groomed hair.  When she
stopped screaming from the pain,  his hand let go of her hair and dropped her
bare bottom to the ground.

Meanwhile,  Heather was having her second orgasm from his slow penetration of
her ass and pussy.   When her sex clenched with pleasure,  Known-too decided it
was time to really terrify her.  He grunted with glee as he lifted and dropped
her back on his double cock assault.   Faster he pulled her body onto him,  and
tighter did he grip her with his four sets of arms on her body.   His grunts
echoed through the room as he charged his horns of flesh inside her.

Michelle renewed her assault on the attacker of her best friend.  Clenching
her hands together,  she swung as hard as she could at Known-too's back.  She
was pleased when he grunted as she hit him,  but realized it wasn't because of
her when he kept grunting in a steady rythym.  She watched as his muscular
buttocks clenched and squeezed with ungodly power.  She sneaked a pinch of his
ass,  and nearly forgot he was "raping" her friend when she felt how tight his
muscles were.

"Don't worry Heather!"  Michelle yelled to Heather over her orgasmic
screaming.  "I'll save you from this macho pig,  I mean bull."

"Great ahhh, ahh, ohhhh,  Michelle,"  Heather responded.  "You ummm, Yes! 
Yes!,  don't have to OH GOD YOU'RE BIG,  have to rush or anything."

Michelle decided that she was tired of this guy having his way with Heather. 
She also decided she was tired of not getting any.  She figured her best bet
was to incapacitate him somehow,  and then molest him.  It was the least she
was owed after all this trouble.

Known-too was still fucking heather standing up,  and Michelle knew there was
no way she could knock down those huge thighs.  She reached up and grabbed a
handhold on one of his many biceps,  and lifted herself up.  It was hard
climbing someone who was also thrusting away at a pretty blonde.  She climbed
up his back,  going from arm to arm till she was beside his head.  Michelle had
to keep pushing Heather's flailing hair out the way in order to see once she
got there.  

Known-too was still ignoring Michelle.  Even though she was beside his head, 
he was completely enraptured by the beauty in his many arms.  Sure he had
defiled one hundred and forty-two earth women,  but none of them actually
cheered him on as he fucked them.  He was also turned on by the way Heather
kept trying to push yourself deeper onto him.  None of the women he had
attacked ever yelled "Fuck me harder bull-stud!"  either.

Michelle tried to wrap her arms around his thick neck,  but knew it would be
pointless.  She then gripped his horns and tried to turn his head,  but his
snout was buried in Heather's hair and wasn't moving.   Hoisting herself up, 
she went for her favorite move.  She slipped her long legs around his neck and
tried squeezing the life out of him.  Instead she received a sweet shock of
pleasure as she rubbed herself on his soft fur.

Grabbing his horns with a new purpose,  Michelle rocked herself on top of
Known-too's head.  Her buttocks bounced with new vigor as she humped herself to
an orgasm.  His horns made it easy for her to throw her whole body into the
motion,  alternating between bending over his head and throwing herself out at
a  sixty degree angle away from him.  Her body had been deprived of sex for at
least an hour,  and she was quickly making up for lost time.  

Known-too was outraged.  He was enjoying fucking the weak blonde in his arms, 
but the bitchy one was doing something obscene on his head.  He was so close to
spurting,  he vowed to avenge the back of his head after he came.  Meanwhile
his two cocks were surging together inside heather.  His hands clenched her
breasts,  hips,  thighs and shoulders as he felt the dizzying power of his
orgasm approaching.  That's when he blacked out.

Heather was enjoying the thrill of being gang-banged by one guy when her lover
collapsed on her.   She screamed as nine hundred pounds of tipped bull fell on
her.  She tried to squirm out,  but her anus was clenched on his cock which
made it harder to slip his other cock out of her insatiable sex.  Eventually
she crawled out,  only to see Michelle still riding Known-too to her ninth
orgasm.

"Damn it Michelle!"  Heather cursed as she rubbed her sore ass, "Did you kill
another lover?"

Michelle untangled her legs and was satisfied by the large damp spot on the
back of his neck.  "I didn't kill him,  I was rescuing you,  remember?"

Their argument was cut short by their bonds re-activating.  The girls
collapsed as their ankles and wrists snapped together.  Fallen on the ground, 
they watched as a set of mechanical arms dragged known-too out of the room. 
The door closed behind him,  and the girls looked at each other in their empty
room.  A silence hung over them as they found themselves alone again.

So they started arguing again.

To be continued


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