Sunday, February 21, 2010

Sharing My World - part 4



Lieutenant Antonio Valez shivered in the dark. It was more than just the cold or the fact that he was naked that made his body tremble involuntarily. The fact was he was terrified. He curled up in a fetal position, as if making himself smaller would shield him from all that he had been through since landing on Sxania.

On the stone table three feet away was Lieutenant Cooper. Valez could only see, from where he was, Cooper's body twitching every few minutes. Cooper's legs were spread apart and the rest of him was held down by some sort of energy restraints. The Sxanians had worked on him for over an hour and for the last ten minutes, Cooper had stopped screaming.

Valez couldn't see what they were doing to Cooper until one of the Sxanians who stood between Cooper's spreadeagled body moved away. Valez's eyes widened in horror. Cooper's scrotum had been sliced open and his exposed testis were each punctured by a glowing energy tube. There were more tubes between his legs; some punctured his perineum while others were inserted into his anus. Where there were no openings, the Sxanians made one with a laser scalpel. Cooper's cock stood erect, wet with a mixture of semen, blood and oil. A Sxanian working on him held up the hard organ and eased down the thick foreskin. Valez remembered how much love he had given to that short fold of skin. Cooper really liked it when Valez playfully pinched the tip of his foreskin and kneaded the prepuce underneath with his fingers. The Sxanian inserted a tube into his urethra and Cooper whimpered weakly when he felt the invasive object push through the eye of his penis and went inside him.

A pair of feet stepped in front of Valez. He looked up and immediately recognized the half-shrouded face as Paq, the Sxanian Chancellor.

“Why are you doing this?” Valez summoned all his strength to say. “Where are the rest of my crew mates?”

The alien looked down at the human but didn't say anything. He gestured to the others and they pulled Valez to his feet. Paq leaned in close to Valez's face and sneered. “If your kind didn't provide us with such delicious treats, we would have destroyed you once you landed.”

Paq turned around and held out his hand pointing at Cooper's limp body. “Don't you see? We are connoisseurs,” he said. “We sent cloaked vessels when we detected you. They shadowed you for weeks, extracting information from your memory banks. We now have knowledge of your biological make up, your procreation methods as well as your sexual proclivities. You have intrigued our very advanced palate and your species have really, as you say it, whet our appetites.”

Paq waved his hand and the Sxanians working on Cooper took a step back. “You see we have come to enjoy the human body. You're all so simple and fragile,” said Paq placing his hands on Cooper's tortured body. “Right now we've discovered how delicious your semen is and how valuable this simple syrup can become, now that you are on the verge of extinction. We can certainly use you in very profitable ways.”

“Think of it like...” Paq paused searching his memory for the right reference to make the human understand. “...like beluga caviar, bluefin tuna, bear bile or shark's fin, from your planet.”

“I've never even seen those things before!” yelled Valez whose frustrations and fear drove hot tears down his face.

“Of course not, they are extinct, your species consumed it all. And now so will your kind. Ironic isn't it?” laughed Paq. “And as for your friends, well right now we are... stripping them down, as it were, to discover what other goodies your frail little humanoid forms hold.”

“Why...?”

“Why not you too?” preempted Paq. “Well little one, we needed you to demonstrate the triggers to various human bodily functions. But don't worry, you'll join your friends soon enough.”


Stone sat at the helm of the scoutcraft Shadow and watched from his viewscreen as the landing barge took off into the darkness of space. He waited a few minutes for the barge to clear the ship. Then he adjusted his helmet and glanced over at the pilot, Lieutenant Joel Wong, who was studying their flight plan.
Behind them was a team of five security personnel locking themselves into their seats. For a brief second Stone worried that the alien terrain and their mission might be too much for his team, but he knew that these men were trained, just as he was, to excel in the unexpected. Each man on the Shadow were carrying a prototype bracket blaster strapped on their wrists. This onyx bracelet served both as a homing/scanning device as well as a weapon. “We're gonna need every edge we can get,” thought Stone.

“Alright jarheads, let's get down there and get our people home,” said Stone. He gave Wong a nod and the craft fired up. Stone sat back in his chair and felt his heart racing. From the scans Starlight took of the planet's orbit, he knew that the craft had to maneuver through a thick layer of micrometeo. “These suckers are like bullets and can penetrate Shadow's limited shielding,” the captain had said during their briefing. And after that, who knows? The ship couldn't scan past the planet's atmosphere and they were going to have to fly in blind and wing it from there.


“Brace yourselves men,” said Stone over the hum of the engines. “We're gonna to be tossed around like jockstraps in the dryer!”

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