Alien Chattel

    You'll never believe where I am writing this diary entry
from, so I won't bother telling you until I relate my story. Not
that telling it will make it more believable, but it might help
me retain my sanity. It started with my college job:

    As an assistant librarian it was my job to finish organizing
the books, then lock up each night. It was a boring job, but it
helped pay my tuition. It played hell with my dating life, not
that I've had much since high school. It's hard to take full
time college and a full time job too. I wouldn't recommend it to
anybody. In Junior High my parents wouldn't let me date so I
wouldn't sleep with anybody and screw up my life. In high school
I had a full time job and didn't have much time to date. Now,
there's not even time for sleep.
    I'm normally considered a pretty sexy girl, I have long brown
hair, legs that could kill, and average sized tits that were just
firm enough to gain attention without looking fake. I was happy
with my body, and once I grow used to my hectic schedule I might
be able to resume dating. It's not like I don't get offers, but
most of the offers come from geeks.
    The absolute worst part of my job is locking up at ten
o'clock at night, then riding my bike back to my apartment in the
darkness. There were two ways to the main college entrance and
my apartment beyond. One took me over five miles of smooth,
street light lit roads, and the other through one mile of dark
woods on a well-worn path used as a shortcut. I took the
shortcut, of course, it got me home much earlier, which
translated into more study time and more sleep. But it was a
horrifying ride surrounded by the darkest woods imaginable,
trying to follow the path using the shaky light from my battery
powered headlight. I knew if a campus slayer decided to kill
defenseless college girls on our campus, I would be the first
victim.
    During my trips through the woods I have caught couples in
the act of making love, deer snorting and running off, and
racoons too stupid or too slow to get out of the way. Ok, they
aren't stupid they're adorable, but they have scared years of
life out of me.
    There were also many unidentifiable sounds, sounds so scary
that I didn't stick around to identify them. I was scared
shitless on that path, if I had been smart I would have bought a
cheap car rather than using my bicycle, but I was counting every
penny and a car costs lots of pennies.

    Oh, why am I beating around the bush instead of telling my
story? Ok, here it is. One night I was taking the woods path
when I suddenly found my surroundings lit as bright as day.
Since there was no sound I immediately thought "asteroid". I
know, it sounds stupid now, but I had just seen the movie. You
had to be in my shoes to appreciate how scary the situation was.
    I pulled my bike over to the side of the path and shaded my
eyes as I looked up at the light. It was hovering above me. The
next moment every nerve in my body tingled and I blacked out.

    I felt myself falling. My eyes sprang open and I found
myself in some strange chair, falling toward the floor. With a
clank, my chair suddenly stopped. With a slight whir, I felt my
legs being opened to cooler air. It was washing over my pussy.
In horror, I realized that I was sitting in the chair naked. I
tried to pull myself out, and found I couldn't move. The chair
had formed itself around my body, becoming my prison, although it
was extremely comfortable.
    "Oh shit!" I gasped, still struggling despite the futility of
it.
    "Sounds like the new girl is awake," a voice came from my
right.
    "Who... who is there?" I called excitedly. "Can you get me
out of here?"
    "Sorry dear, we are all in the same fix. Relax, they won't
hurt you."
    "What are they doing? Why am I here?" I asked in growing
horror. The picture of the hovering light was still vivid in my
mind.
    "It's milking time, girlie," the voice said with some humor.
"We are the cattle."
    "What's that mean. Do they eat us?"
    "Somewhat, but not in the horrid way you're thinking,"
another girl said with a laugh.
    "I wish somebody would give me a straight answer," I groaned.
    "You want straight answers, I'll give you one," the last girl
said in a more serious tone. "You have been captured by an alien
ship. This entire ship is filled with women, both theirs and
ours, because men die from the radiation created by their drive.
We are their enzyme donors, they milk us and use our fluids like
the old wooden ships used to use limes on long voyages. There is
virtually no chance of escaping, but after three or four days of
absolutely royal treatment, you won't want too," the girl said,
then gasped.
    "What's the matter?" I asked in terror.
    "Milking time, sweetie, it's the best," the woman sounded
like she was on drugs. I tried to look around at my surrounding
in the half light to see the women around me. It was impossible.
I saw more chairs like mine, all sunken into the floor like mine
with only the heads protruding, and all facing out in a circle.
From what I could see behind me there were seven other chairs.
    "Oh yes, contact," the sexy voice said from my right.
    "Viv, you are such a slut," a good natured voice said from
behind me. "Get ready, new girl. Relax and enjoy it, you'll get
used to it, but never stop liking it."
    "Ow," I screamed as a needle pierced my left breast. In a
moment the right breast was punctured too.
    "Shit, we forgot to warn her," Viv said suddenly.
    "Sorry, girl, they inject a hormone to start your milk. They
get enzymes from many sources. That's the only pain you'll ever
feel, I promise."
    I felt somebody washing my pussy and inner thighs, and my
eyes widened in terror.
    "There's somebody between my legs," I gasped in horror.
    "What the hell do you think we've been talking about?" Viv
said with a laugh.
    I heard a woman moaning behind me. Soon she was joined by
several others. It sounded like a room full of women having sex.
I felt the area of my pubic hair being washed again, then dried
carefully. To my horror, I felt a cold device placed at the
entrance to my pussy. In a moment it slid up inside my body.
    "They're putting something inside me!" I gasped to the room
at large.
    "Relax and enjoy it," the other voice gasped.
    "Relax, how can Iiieee..." I said as the device came to life
inside me. It was pulsating, vibrating, and giving off an
electrical charge that made my pussy and ass explode with
excitement. There was no way to explain how wonderful it felt,
or to explain how such a small device could feel so wonderful. I
chalked it up to alien technology.
    I felt my pussy thrusting forward obscenely with each
pulsation of the milker. I could feel the suction inside me,
although I could not hear the liquid being sucked from my body.
The soundproofing in the room must have been phenomenal.
    "Oh shit, this is so good," I gasped into the room filled
with pants and little screams.
    "No shit, it's the best," Viv said from her chair. "Get
ready, they always do you twice to get the most juice," she
gasped in the throes of passion.
    Each time the milker surged, an electric shock smashed
through my pussy, into my abdomen, and up to my tits. It was so
exciting, far better than normal sex. All I missed was the touch
of another person.
    The milker kept thrusting it's way inside, it's suction was
so strong it closed me up inside during each pulsation. With the
vulgar machine milking my pussy, and my slender legs being forced
open for the world to see, I couldn't have felt more helpless, or
more sexy. I never wanted the feeling to end.
    The fire started in my loins, building with a liquid fire I
knew would fry my brains, but I welcomed the terrifying event
with overjoyed pants and excited murmurs. With a scream, I felt
my loins being devastated by the biggest orgasm I had ever felt........can you guess the rest ? read sexstories at smuterotica enter here

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