Hunt knew that Melanko was right behind him followed by Holts and Stone. He pushed over the fallen bulkhead to get to a working console where he called up a holoscreen to check their status. The projection flickered a few times before finally forming. Starlight was damaged, but not severely. The engines were offline and life-support systems were down in some parts of the ship.
Starlight had been thrown a few hundred kilometers by the explosion and according to the readouts, the scanners picked up only debris around them – and whatever that was left of the Astral showed no signs of life.
Hunt gave Stone a look and the lieutenant commander nodded and left the bridge. Holts was already at the command deck and was briefed by the crewman on duty.
“What the fuck happened?” cursed Melanko, just loud enough for Hunt to hear. Although Hunt's first impulse was to ignore him, he knew that the colonel was only saying what was on his mind too.
…
Private Eddie Noap could feel his cock drooping as his penis started to soften. Although he couldn't tell how long Halloway had been sucking on his dick, he knew that his organ had lost sensitivity – the more Halloway blew him, the softer he got. In fact, it was starting to hurt. He tried to see what was happening to the rest of the crew. Private Jennifer Ollien was turned over. A man was plowing her from behind and another was stuffing her mouth with his ample cock. Like him, he could tell that Jennifer could do little else but let the men have their way.
Eddie felt Halloway push his legs apart. Then he felt his own knees pressed up against his chest. He immediately knew what was going to happen even before the tip of Halloway's cock found his anus. Eddie felt a jolt as cold sweat burst through his pores when the cock finally pushed through the tight muscles of his sphincter. His lower body started to cramp as his muscles tensed up. He couldn't stop what was happening and the merciless cock continued to push itself deeper into him. He didn't even realize it until he felt his tears dripping into his ears. He was crying.
…
“I'm fine,” said Alannah Jennings covering her breasts with both arms and tucking her hair behind her ears with her fingers. She drew her legs close to her body and then quickly hugged her knees.
“Do you remember how you got here?” asked the man standing in front of her.
She shook her head. Even in the confusion, she was amazed how casual the man was with his nudity. Even after all those years of training in close quarters with the men and women in Ground Command, she had seen only a handful of people who was so at ease being naked.
“I'm Commander Neil Tesper, and that's Lieutenant Jacques Murel and Ensign Tim Li,” said the man as he continued to look around.
“Corporal Alannah Jennings, from Ground Command,” she said noticing the other men in the room for the first time.
Murel walked to her, crouched down and placed his hand on her shoulders. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I'm okay,” she forced a smile and tried to ignore Murel's thick cock swinging between his powerful legs.
“I can't see anything, are we even in a room?”
“It'll take a while for your eyes to adjust to the light Timmy, but I'm sure we're in a room of some sort. Here, there is a solid wall.”
It was difficult to see anything in the stark white surroundings and Alannah couldn't even clearly tell how far away everyone was from her. She took a deep breath and reminded herself that she was a trained soldier, cowering was something Ground Command troopers don't do. She let go of her legs and stood up. She held out her hands in front of her and walked in a straight line to the opposite side of the room until she felt a wall in front of her. “You're right, there's another one here.”
“Welcome!”
The booming voice startled the four humans. Instinctively they walked towards each other and stood facing different directions, trying to ascertain the source of the voice.
“Who are you?” asked Tesper.
“Welcome!” said the voice again.
“Why have you abducted us?”
“We have done no such thing.”
“You are holding us here against our will. That is not an acceptable way to treat guests.”
“We are curious about your species.”
“Return us to our ship so that we can make contact properly,” said Murel speaking up.
“There is no need. You are here,” the voice said in a very matter-of-fact tone.
“What do you want from us?” asked Allanah.
“We want to watch.”
“Watch? What the hell do you wanna see?” Allanah was agitated and her fists were clenched.
“We want to watch you breed.”
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