Intergalactic Bondage Colony

Book 1

by Powerone


SIZZLER eDITIONS 2015



ISBN 9781311534309
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Copyright 2015 Powerone
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Sizzler/Submission Bondage
A Renaissance E Books publication


This starship captain had a plan for a new society where men would dominate and women would submit - on an alien world far across the galaxy.
In 2040, the Earth is dying a quick death from unchecked pollution. A last-ditch effort over one hundred spacecraft are launched into deep space to find planets hospitable to human life. One of these launches will be co-captained by the famous space hero, Captain Michael Davis, and Captain Ursula Harris. It would seek out a tiny speck in the deepest space, an exoplanet, named Odin, which scientists predict might sustain human life.
Known to only a few and his co-captain, Michael has eight women and four men that will reach the age of twenty when all of them are taken out of space hibernation after ten years. The men and women were raised with no knowledge of the other gender, as if they never existed.
Michael knows it will be too late for the inhabitants of Earth by time they reach their goal. He has a plan for a New World Order, a male-dominated society where bondage is used to instill submission.
Each woman is brought out of hibernation by Michael, for the males by Ursula. They are confronted with a gender they never realized existed. This will begin the men’s indoctrination into domination and the women’s into bondage and submission. There are many perils for the group and some for Michael and his plans for an idealistic new society, not only among the group, but also from the unforgiving planet, Odin.


CONTENTS

Chapter 1: Earth’s Wasting Away

Chapter 2: Arrival and Preparations

Chapter 3: Mia, the First

Chapter 4: Ethan

Chapter 5: The Others





Chapter 1: Earth’s Wasting Away





Command Module Captain Michael Davis sat on top of the float that slowly moved along Fifth Avenue in New York City as the confetti and streamers sailed down from the buildings. They said the crowd numbered over a million. It was a bright, sunny day and the world celebrated their latest galactic hero. Michael came back from a successful voyage to Mars, along with five other crewmembers, all of them on the float with him to bask in the country’s admiration. Sent to search for other life forms, the mission didn’t accomplish its goal, but it proved that long spaceflights were possible for humans. It would be the start of the great exploration of the deepest outer space.

That was ten years ago, and to Michael, it was a lifetime ago. Now 2040, the world had changed and not for the better. All of the rhetoric of saving the planet and controlling the pollution we released into the atmosphere did little to change the outcome. In fact, the discussion with very little action hastened the process. Michael looked out the window in Los Angeles, and he was reminded of our disregard for planet Earth.

Michael got into the hovercraft that would take him to the desert for the final preparations for liftoff the next day. He had to run to the hovercraft or else he would have to use a breather. As they sped off along the elevated freeway east, Michael looked out the windows to see what man had unleashed on the world. The air was thick with black smog that hung low to the ground and refused to move even when there was a breeze. Higher up in the atmosphere it was worse. The sun barely shone more than an hour a day, the rest of the time it was like dusk. Nighttime came with many not even realizing it.

Back in the early years of the twenty-first century, the developed nations looked as though they finally got serious about reducing pollution. Solar, wind, nuclear and natural gas helped to reduce our dependence on oil and coal. But the developing countries expanded so rapidly, quickly passing many of the industrialized nations. Their haste to expand their economies came at the price of the environment. China polluted their cities and waterways by the end of 2020, India followed it quickly as well as Brazil. Russia, once an industrial nation, fell to become a developing nation when the price of oil went so low they could barely afford to extract it from the ground. What they couldn’t sell, they burned as if there was no tomorrow.

Oil and coal became so cheap; it wasn’t worth switching to higher-cost methods. The tsunami in Japan devastated the nuclear industry in the late 2010s. Solar wasn’t economically feasible in countries that had high pollution; there wasn’t enough sunshine to generate sufficient power. The large-scale solar projects in the deserts of the United States sat idle.

The developing nations pumped more pollution into the atmosphere than could be contained by those countries. With the prevailing winds, the pollution moved quickly to nations that had reduced their pollution. Los Angeles, once polluted in the 1970s but cleaned up by 2010, reverted to what it was now when China’s massive pollution sailed across the Pacific Ocean on the prevailing winds with ease.

California became a dark, dreary place, most plants refused to grow without sun, and thriving California turned into a state of trapped residents. No one could stay outside without a portable breather for more than ten minutes. It became a state where the residents went from one protected building to another. It didn’t take long before the pollution caught a free ride on the jet stream and polluted the country all the way to the Mississippi River.

Brazil, the other South American and Central American countries along with Mexico’s pollution rose up to flood the East Coast with their filthy air. Russia polluted Europe, and it wasn’t stopped by the Atlantic Ocean.

By 2030, the world was in trouble, but few had a solution. Earth was dying and nothing could be done to stop its demise.

In the United States, any feasible solution was tried; all had failed, but the country was resilient enough to keep trying. Michael was part of one attempt. The United States began to embark on a full-scale launch of a hundred rockets and platforms that sought out other planets that might sustain human life. They began with the planets closest to Earth, but most had already been explored for colonization, and except for small, self-contained units that could sustain life for a limited number of individuals, there was no success for a large-scale colonization.

It became necessary to plan for longer voyages into the far recesses of the galaxies, beyond our solar system into the deepest reaches of space. For these voyages, special space platforms were launched from our off-planet outposts. Travel to these unknown locations would require years in space, and the only way for people to survive the trip was in hibernation. This was a better solution than cryogenics. The main stumbling block for hibernation had been muscle atrophy, but it was finally solved. Michael’s trip to Mars proved that it was feasible.

Ninety-two missions were planned. Michael would be on one of them. It would go to the deepest reaches of space. The inhabitants of their platform would hibernate for ten years in order to reach a small speck in space that had a chance at sustaining life. It had never been explored or had been seen, even through a telescope. It was pure speculation based on the scientific knowledge at the time, but all of the other missions were just as speculative.

Michael would captain the flight, and with him was Ursula Harris, his co-captain. She had captained the flights to the Moon colony four times. She was experienced, but there was another reason that Michael had picked her for his flight. He knew even if they did find the planet they would explore to see if it could sustain human life, by the time any good-sized colonization could be mobilized, Earth would have destroyed its human occupants. Michael would colonize the planet if possible, but it would be for his purpose.

Some might characterize Michael as having a Napoleon Complex, wanting to rule the world, but that would be incorrect. He didn’t want to rule this world; he wanted to set up a new world order. He found some that shared his vision. And they shared their money with him. None of them would get the benefits, but they did it to preserve humanity, even if it was Michael’s way.

Five years earlier, two facilities were set up in the desert of California within a mile of each other. The larger one housed eight girls, all the age of five years old at that time. They were all orphans, with no living relatives that could be found. The facility was almost like a resort, but it was all inside. The staff treated the orphans royally and nothing was refused, except for the outside world. There was no Internet, television, radio, or newspapers. It was as though nothing else in the world mattered. At such an early age, they barely knew what outside life was and they quickly forgot, as they grew older. And one other thing. All of the staff was female. The orphans would never see a male or hear about one. It would be as though they didn’t exist or ever had existed.

The other, smaller, facility had the same rules with only four orphans, but the orphans were males, all five-year-old orphans. And the staff was male. The orphans would never see a female or hear about one.

The orphans were all ten years old now. The twelve of them would join Michael and Ursula on the space platform they named The New Beginning. When the fourteen of them would come out of hibernation in ten years, the orphans would be twenty years old and Michael and Ursula would be forty. If and when they found a place for suitable colonization for all of them, Michael and Ursula would teach them what they hadn’t learned growing up in the facility. The difference between males and females and their places in the new society.

It would be a male-dominated society, though the continuing place for Ursula once all the others had been assimilated would be determined in the future. Bondage would be used to instill the submission of all the females and, if necessary, the males. Michael expected that the males would rise to the occasion and dominate the females, but he didn’t leave out the possibility of a dominating male over a submissive male. Or the same thing with a dominating female over a submissive female might result. Maybe, that would be Ursula’s place if she found that sexual orientation likeable.

It would make for an interesting experiment. The females would wake up at the age of twenty years old, all of them physically mature but emotionally and intelligently immature. In addition, they would be introduced to a sex that they wouldn’t understand. Their minds would be a blank slate and Michael would nurture it to his vision of a new world order.

In the case of the males, Ursula would be the one that would introduce them to their part in the new world order. Her task was less defined, and she would have to see how it progressed with each male. Michael hoped that the males would be brought to his thinking gradually over time, and he would introduce them to the females to see how the interaction would form. Michael had high expectations, but he was willing to adapt to the situations as they came up as long as his two major objectives were not breached. The female would be submissive and bondage would be the norm to instill their submission.

* * * *

Ursula watched as Michael got out of the hovercraft. He commanded attention with his good looks, charm, and intelligence and that was the reason he became a hero to the country. At the young age of thirty, there were rumors of him running for president, but he didn’t want that, not caring to shepherd the country through its dying days. He had higher aspirations, and it shocked Ursula the first time he broached the subject to her. They had talked about bondage as well as dominant and submissive men and women, but it was always in a more sexual content. Then, he told her of his new world order and why he took command of this voyage. Then, he told her of her part. At first, she thought he was delusional, but the more he talked about it, the more she saw his point of view. She didn’t take him seriously, until she was shown the facility with the eight girls in it. She knew he would do this, with or without her. So she might as well be with him, though she wasn’t sure how she’d ultimately fit in, but it could have interesting outcomes that excited her. Anything was better than perishing in the final days of the Earth.

“Good to see you, Captain,” calling him by his title while they were at the launch pad.

“Are we ready to go?” He was eager to get off the planet. There was nothing to keep him there and so much to look forward to in space.

“The eight girls launched two days ago and four boys launched a couple of hours ago. By the time we arrive on The New Beginning, they’ll be in hibernation. The sexes won’t mix during this process. They’ll be ignorant of the other gender until we take them out of hibernation.”

“No problems with prying eyes or minds.” Michael had managed to keep the identity of the twelve passengers from the control center, though it had cost a pretty penny in bribes to do it.

“Not a single question. You did well.” Ursula didn’t know how he did it.

“We did well. I couldn’t have done it without you, and you’ll be instrumental in the indoctrination of the males once we reach our destination. We’ll need to take them out of hibernation before we land. The landing will be the most dangerous and could prove disastrous. We won’t know what we have found until we touch down. There is no return trip. We’ll have communications, but it will be difficult if we attempt to communicate with Earth. That is, if we decide to tell them.”

“That’s what I signed on for. Let’s do the final check of the launch vehicle. We leave tomorrow morning at six A.M.”

They were busy from then on, as they made sure everything was ready. This would be a short three-day trip to The New Beginning, docked in space and ready to go. It was a much larger ship that would be able to sustain fourteen people, even though they were in hibernation. It was stocked for them to survive for a year on the planet. After that, they’d have to find their own way.

* * * *

Michael looked out the small porthole as the craft took off in the morning. Nothing could be seen for the first hour until they broke through the upper atmosphere, and then, Michael got a first-hand glimpse of the smog. It covered almost all of Earth in and ugly, brown layer. Only small patches of blue ocean could be seen, those areas that were farthest from land. He knew that this would be his last look of Earth. There was no going back. He looked over at Ursula as she took in the same view. “Any regrets?”

“Only that I couldn’t do anything to stop it. But no regrets on what we’re embarking on. I only hope we can be successful.”

“You and I both. We have a year to make it work, not only for us, but also for the other twelve that will join us.”

* * * *

It was a boring trip, but they finally got a chance to see The New Beginning. It dwarfed in size to the space station that it was attached to but was still a magnificent feat of engineering and knowhow to behold. The sun shone brilliantly of the titanium-covered hull as if it were a breathing skin. There were three pods; the largest was in the center where the command module was situated. It had the least amount of rotation around the rest of the craft. At the two ends were the hibernation pods. Each would sustain ten people, but they would be split by gender for the trip. Before they would land on their destination, they would jettison the pods. It would cut down the weight. There was only speculation on the gravity and gas composition of the planet where they would attempt to land. The platform was designed more for space travel, not landing, so the data on how it would withstand the landing was speculative. Unless the planet could already sustain human life, it was imperative that the platform retain its integrity upon landing. Otherwise, their atmosphere within the platform would escape out the damaged areas of the platform until there was nothing left and they would perish a horrific death.

“She’s beautiful,” Ursula praised the sight of the platform. Neither of them had seen it in person, only drawings and photos.

“I hope she’s as sturdy as she is beautiful.” Michael had high expectations and never considered the thoughts of failure. Otherwise, it would be a wasted ten years in hibernation.

“She’ll do fine.” They docked with the platform and got to see it from the inside for the first time.

Michael and Ursula went directly to the command center. They wouldn’t visit the hibernation beds until they were ready to join in the long sleep. They didn’t want to see the boys and girls in there already. They didn’t want to put a face on failure if they were unsuccessful.

The command center was huge, over twenty rooms so each person could have their own. The largest was the bridge where all the functions of the platform could be controlled. It was like a giant Star Trek command center, but this one was fully automated to run itself while they hibernated. Michael and Ursula would be woken first by the command center. They would wake the others individually, one at a time for each of them until all twelve had been resurrected from the deep hibernation. If there was trouble, Michael and Ursula would be woken immediately, the others would never know if trouble took their lives.

Ursula began to check out the provisions and the individual rooms, while Michael checked out the cargo hold. It was filled with all the things they would need or might need to withstand the rigors of the new planet, but it also had four crates with special items that Michael paid dearly to smuggle aboard the platform. This would be the items that he needed for his new world order and consisted of ropes, whips, various sex toys and ten disassembled pieced of furniture that were fit to hold a male or female restrained in the most provocative positions. There were also sets of clothes for each of them, more provocative than the standard-issue uniforms they all wore now. Michael would at least start out his new world order with the correct appearance, but his preference was nude for all of them.

Michael also checked on the armaments. The platform wasn’t armed, but in the hold, they had a good collection of laser rifles, high-intensity particle-beam weapons, atomizer stun guns and various small arms that would leave most human victims paralyzed or vaporized but had never been tried on aliens. They could be as useless as slingshots against an aggressive alien.

The food was mostly dehydrated; along with some new items, that the scientists had concocted that looked like regular food but was manmade in a test tube. They said it would taste just as good, but Michael had too much space food before to believe their promises.

The hold was the most secure part of the platform. If the supplies didn’t survive the landing, the occupant’s time would be limited.

The day was spent going through the checklist—checklist after checklist. The platform was built to run by itself, yet they went through every single function. It was a long day, but at least it took their minds off what would happen soon. Michael had been in hibernation before but nothing like what they would go through. Ten years of nothing. Muscle atrophy in hibernation had been solved, but what about mental atrophy. Is there such a thing?

Michael and Ursula sat down to a steak dinner, real steak, not test-tube steak with baked potato. It was brought on the ship for them as if it were their last meal request, but they enjoyed it, though it would’ve been much better with a bottle of wine. Command said no alcohol. Luckily, Michael had smuggled a case of wine, a good year he hoped, for it would be the last.

They went to bed early in preparation for an early liftoff. “What do you say, Michael? A quickie before we go to bed?” Ursula teased him, even though they never had sex with each other, though they both talked about their desires and perversions until they each knew what the other liked and disliked. Yet, Ursula still didn’t know much of Michael’s past loves. He always quickly changed the subject when it was brought up.

“Love to set your world on fire, Ursula, but I’d be afraid you’d be too tired in the morning after I kept you up all night.” He’d love to get her lovely body bound on his bed that night, but he knew it wasn’t practical.

“Guess you’ll have to wait for one of those virgins to pluck in ten years. I just hope you don’t forget how to use it.” She laughed as she said it.

“My cock doesn’t need my brain; it knows what it wants. We’ll see if these virgins have the same innate skills once they wake up. I can’t wait for them to see a cock for the first time.”

“I’m sure that you’ll explain all the intricate details of your cock to each one.”

“But of course, then I’ll show them how it works, though they might be bound for my pleasure first.” He couldn’t stop his cock from getting hard. He’d masturbate that night for the last time in a long time. “Good night, see you early.” He left her to go to his room.

He lay naked on his bed in the small room. There wasn’t much in the way of furniture; that is why they would convert part of the cargo hold to accommodate the males and females that would come out of hibernation. He would build his furniture first so that it would be ready for each one. He stroked his cock as he imagined what the first female would look like. She’d be brought out naked and so would he. He imagined her eyes would be fixed on his cock as soon as she saw it. She’d have no idea what it was so it would be easy for him to coax her to learn all about it. He began to stroke his cock with the vision of her in his head stroking his cock and learning of her new life and purpose. He tried to hold out as long as he could, but he shot off quickly. Next time, it would be a fresh virgin that received his load of cum. He drifted off to sleep, but his cock already regained its hardness. When he woke up, his hand was around his cock, and it was hard and demanding, but he refused to masturbate again. There would be eight women ready to pleasure him soon enough.

* * * *

There was nothing spectacular about the launch of The New Beginning. They were already free of the Earth’s atmosphere, so all that was required was a short blast of the booster rockets. It propelled them to fifty thousand miles per hour within ten minutes, although the platform barely felt like it moved. It was rather boring and anticlimactic. They went about the business of doing a final check of the craft. This would be the last chance to abort the mission, but Michael knew that no matter what they found, they would go on. If they aborted, they were afraid that command would cancel it permanently and they couldn’t afford that.

“I didn’t find a single problem. She’s flying perfectly. I checked the vitals on her passengers and they’re doing well.” Ursula was glad that she could go into hibernation. There was nothing to do, she was used to being in charge and always busy making decisions.

“Purring like a kitten. I guess that’s it for us.” He walked over to give her a kiss on her cheek. “See you in ten years.”

She turned her face until her lips met his and surprised him with a kiss on his mouth. And that wasn’t all; she reached down between them and found his erection, not surprised it was big and hard. “You take care of that for me, Michael.”

“Don’t worry, it’ll be raring to go in ten years and want to make up time for the absence.

“We have enough volunteers, that’s for sure. I can’t wait to get one of those twenty-year-old men and feel a rock-hard virgin cock.”

“You’ll have your chance, many times. Good night. See you next decade.” They walked off in opposite directions to go to the hibernation pods.

Both of them stripped naked and climbed into their hibernation bed. It was a long bed with a transparent canopy. They lay down on the cushions and secured the belts around their bodies. They pressed the buttons and the canopy closed to seal them in. They both heard the hiss, and within a second, they didn’t realize what happened any longer. The chemicals went to work, and within minutes, their bodies were put into a state of hibernation. Their breathing was almost non-existent, not much need for air. All of their bodily functions ceased and brain activity went to zero. There would be no dreams. Their bodies lay lifeless in the beds.





Chapter 2: Arrival and Preparations





The screech of the alarm woke him up just as the canopy rose above him. His eyes opened slightly, but it took him a minute before he could focus. Damn alarm! He thought the words, as nothing came out his lips. It took another minute to realize that the switch was only two inches from his right hand, but he couldn’t figure how to move his hand. Finally, the muscles in his arm and wrist began to take commands from his brain. He watched his hand move in slow motion and hit the button. The deafening screech of the alarm went silent, and Michael’s head began to clear. As his body began to obey his brain, the belts that secured him in the bed opened up and retracted. It still took a couple of minutes before he could get all of his muscles to coordinate and he could sit up.

“AAAAAWWWW!” He suddenly took in a deep breath and filled his lungs as though he just remembered that he had to breathe once again. It felt good in spite of the air being cool. He licked his lips and was surprised they were moist. The system had taken care to make sure that his outer skin and body was hydrated. He looked down and smiled when he saw his erection, but it was bigger than he had ever seen it. It was as though it had grown while he hibernated, or maybe, it was just the long length of time since he had used it. He flexed it and was glad that it moved.

All around the pod it was dark except for his bed. He got up slowly, and he could feel his heart pound blood to all his extremities. That was a good sign. His legs wobbled for a moment, and then, he stood up straight as he climbed out. The floor was cold, but he liked the feelings on his skin. He stood there naked and thankful that he was alive and he seemed to be in good shape. He found the same slippers next to the bed that he had taken off when he climbed in, glad that his feet fit into the silicone slippers. He had no clothes, he had entered naked and he’d leave naked. It would be a while before he put any clothes on. He wanted to greet the occupants the same way they would be, naked. He didn’t want to put any preconceived notions in their head. Naked would be good for all. It wouldn’t let anyone hide their sexual emotions from each other.

It was a long walk to the opposite end of the platform to get Ursula. He stopped in the command module to check the date. It confirmed that they had spent ten years in hibernation. He turned on the scanners. He smiled happily when a small speck showed in the eastern quadrant. It had a red circle around it with an annotation below it in red letters. Odin. It was the name that he gave the exoplanet that the scientists predicted that might sustain human life. By his quick calculations, it would be about ten days before they could attempt to land on it, more than enough time to acclimate the occupants in the beds.

He turned at the light around Ursula’s hibernation bed and gazed at her naked body beneath the canopy. He stroked his cock as he stared at her; the feelings of lust began to build in his body. He was back, all of him. He pushed the button that would start the reversal process of the hibernation. It went quick as the canopy opened and the light shone into the bed. He saw her eyes flicker a couple of times, then they gradually began to open. He could see someone inside them as she slowly came out of hibernation. “Take your time; it takes a couple of minutes. Breathe first.” He saw her firm chest rise and fall as she sucked in precious air for the first time in a long while. “Yes, now talk to your limbs and get them to connect to your brain.” She still hadn’t said anything.

Her first sight when she woke up was Michael’s cock. She should have known he'd make a grand entrance. She suspected that all the female occupants would get the same vision when they opened up their eyes. But to them, it would be a mystery. She knew Michael would like that. He loved women to look at his cock in awe. That was one of the reasons for the new world order. She finally managed to sit up and then stand. Michael helped her out of the bed, glad to be on her own two feet once again. She breathed, alive again. She put her feet into the silicone slippers. Michael didn’t bring her any clothes, so she suspected that would be the new normal, though she didn’t mind. When she greeted the four male occupants with her naked body, she was sure they would be curious and she’d show them how to use what they had. “Did we make it?”

“Yes, ten days away. I took a quick look at the scanner but that’s all the time I spent. We need to check all the systems and then we can start reviving our occupants.” He reached down and stroked his cock. “It’s been a while since I used this, but I haven’t forgotten how.”

“Don’t forget the cases in the hold. We need to get them ready before we bring the first one out of hibernation. I think many of the items will be useful. I want to train our occupants before they pick up any bad habits. The last time the occupants were on Earth, they were ten. They’re going to find their bodies changed drastically and I want to make sure their minds are programmed to our way of thinking.”

“Yes, and get a little pleasure while you’re at it.” Michael’s cock bounced at the same thoughts.

“A lot of pleasure, as will you. You have eight; I only have four. Mine are going to have to work twice as hard.”

“I think they’ll be more than hard enough for you. They just won’t know what to do with them.”

“I’ll take care of that. Don’t you worry.”

They went to the command center and began to work. They shut off the automatic systems except for guidance. They could control the rest for now. The ship was in good shape. There was some damage from meteors or other objects that hit it over the years, but they hadn’t damaged any major systems and the outer skin repaired itself just as a human skin would. If they could land it without damaging it, they’d be okay for a year.

Michael began to investigate Odin. It was smaller than he expected, about ten percent of the mass of Earth. The smaller the planet, the more likely it is rocky and not made up of gases. There were five other planets around it. The host star was more like our sun, but the sensors showed it smaller and cooler than our sun. The other planets around didn’t look like they would be habitable, too close to the host sun. Odin was the farthest, and from the readings on the sensors, it could theoretically hold liquid water. It’s possible that it could be rock with polar caps and a land mass as well as water. By his calculations, it went around its sun every 267.3 Earth days. They’d find out as soon as they landed, but the sun would look bigger than ours, but the illumination level would be like Earth on a cloudy day. But Earth was always cloudy so that wasn’t much of a detriment.

Michael couldn’t measure the gravitational pull on Odin yet, they weren’t close enough to get accurate readings. While it might be habitable, if it didn’t have sufficient gravitation, then it wouldn’t be able to hold onto the atmosphere to heat it sufficiently. The final piece of the puzzle was the chemical makeup on the planet. The air on Earth used to be made up of 78.04% nitrogen, 21% oxygen and .96% argon before the pollution. That would be ideal. They had breathers that would help convert any other chemicals into inert chemicals that wouldn’t harm them and there was a possibility the advanced breathers they brought with them might be able to convert some other chemicals into nitrogen or oxygen to sustain them. It was too soon to worry about that.

Within an hour of beginning work, they both got hungry. “I should have expected that. After all, it’s been a decade since we had that steak. Let’s take a break and get one of those delicious dehydrated meals we’re going to learn to love,” he kidded Ursula.

Michael quickly got used to the idea of being naked all the time, and the sight of Ursula’s naked body always caught his eye. He couldn’t keep his cock still, but just the feeling of it moving after ten years was a big plus. The next day, the first female would be taken out of hibernation by him. He knew the first would be the best. It would be novel to see her come face to face with a man for the first time in her life that she could remember. But it would be the look on her face when she came face to face for the first time with a cock; that would be priceless. Then, it would only get better, for the first female would be the recipient of ten years of stored cum from his balls.

* * * *

It was an enjoyable task opening up the four crates and assembling all that they brought. Michael couldn’t control his cock, and he thought many times he’d have to take Ursula before they finished, but he managed to use restraint. He could tell Ursula had the same problem, the lips of her pussy glistened from the light that bounced off the droplets of her juices.

They turned in early that night, both eager to go back to their rooms. Michael stroked his cock as he lay in bed, but he wouldn’t cum that night. That would be saved for Mia. He refused to look at any of the pictures of the girls. He didn’t want to see them as ten year olds, not when what he would get was a twenty-year-old woman.





Chapter 3: Mia, the First





Michael didn’t see Ursula in the morning, both of them too eager to greet the newest members. Michael rushed off to see Mia, his cock so hard that it ached. It wouldn’t be long now. He went into the pod and already knew where he would find Mia. He turned on the overhead light, so he could get his first view of her. His hand went to his cock as soon as he saw her. She lay asleep before him in all her glory, naked as the day she was born. She wouldn’t recognize herself when she woke up. She had blonde hair that was too long now and covered part of her young, firm breasts that pushed up like mountain peaks. One of her pink nipples peeked out from beneath the blonde hair. He didn’t remember dreaming, but he woke up with a hard-on, maybe she was excited, her pink nipple was hard and pointed. He looked over her flat stomach where the belt that secured her broke his view, but tucked just beneath it was a clump of fine blonde hairs that was a bit overgrown. He’d remedy that soon. He couldn’t take his eyes off the tight lips of her pussy that hid the virgin treasure that lay beneath them. Her legs were long and lean, and he suspected that she was about five feet six. He stroked his cock as he gazed at her body; the anticipation was sexually exciting. It was time. He pushed the button and the bed began to take her out of hibernation. In seconds, the canopy rose up and the interior lights came on to highlight her naked body more. Michael’s heart pounded as he waited for her eyes to open.

Mia began to feel something. She could hear her heart pound. Her eyelids fluttered, but she couldn’t open them. She panicked for a moment, but then, her eyelids obeyed her mind. Bright lights shined down on her, her vision blurred, but she saw a shadow near her. It was just like when she was put in this bed.

Her last recollection came back to her vividly; terror had struck her as they put her in a tiny bed and strapped her down until she couldn’t move a muscle. They explained hibernation to her, but she didn’t understand what it was or why they did it. A glass canopy slowly slid down to seal her in. She thought her heart would burst, it raced so fast, but then, there was blackness.

The shadow next to her finally came into focus, but she was shocked with what she saw. One of the women that cared for her put her into the bed, but this wasn’t she. Mia didn’t know what it was. It looked like a woman but was much bigger with thick, muscular arms. She saw the chest, and there were little breasts, almost flat, covered with thick black hair. She looked down at herself, panicked at what she would find. Then, she saw her own breasts and couldn’t believe it. They were big, bigger than the women that cared for her had been. Her breasts pushed up high and big, hard nipples capped them. With the size of her breasts, she had to be much older than ten years old or they had done something to her body. She was still strapped in and unable to move. She looked back at the creature that stood menacingly above her. This time, her gaze caught something else and it shocked her. Below his waist was something she didn’t understand. It looked like a tiny arm or leg that stuck out just between its legs. It had no fingers or toes. It came out where her sex would be as if it grew there. It wasn’t as big as an arm, but it had to be half a foot or more. The end of it looked like it wore a red hat. There was no hair around it. She quickly looked down between her legs, but she couldn’t see anything, the straps blocked her view. Her eyes went back to the creature that threatened her. She tried to look up, but her eyes kept going back to the strange protrusion that stuck out so prominently, as though it encompassed the creature. She looked beneath the protrusion and she saw a wrinkled sack that hung down like ripe fruit. Something inside was heavy. She jumped when the protrusion moved. It bounced up and down a couple of times before it stopped and quivered.

Michael loved the look in her eyes as she stared at his cock as if it were the most perfect cock in the world. She’d never seen anything like it before, and it excited him; the thought of her hands and mouth exploring it made it quiver and jump in pleasure. He didn’t release the straps that bound her in the bed yet, wanting her to lay there and contemplate what he was first.

The creature was tall, over six feet, maybe seven. It was perched on two legs just like a woman, but these were thick like the trunks of trees, the thighs muscular. Is this some kind of genetic mutation of a female? What is its purpose? She was surprised when the belts that held her secured in the bed opened and retreated. She tried to move her legs, but they wouldn’t work, and she panicked that she was paralyzed by this creature and wouldn’t be able to defend herself. She didn’t say a word and the creature didn’t either. She lifted up her head and was glad to see that she didn’t have a protrusion like this creature, but the thick blonde bush of hair between her legs surprised her. She began to lift one arm after exerting a lot of willpower and wiggled her fingers, glad that she wasn’t paralyzed. Her hand slid over her chest, and when she touched her nipple, she found it hard, but there was something else. She felt a tingle of excitement that raced through her breast like nothing she ever felt before.

Michael watched as Mia explored her own body, first her breasts, and then, her touch made her nipple grow dark and big. Her hand slid over her smooth, flat belly and touched her bush. He saw her body tremble from her touch, but her fingers slid down lower as they found her thick, tight pussy lips with questioning fingers. Michael was sure he could see the bright light twinkle on the first drops of her arousal. She had been dormant for ten years, the time when a girl would explore being a woman. Mia was confronted with a body she didn’t understand, but Michael would teach her all that she needed to know, including how to attain pleasure from her body and to give pleasure in return.

She felt wetness between her legs when she touched her sex. Fearing she had wet herself, she pulled her hand away, but a strange tingle of pleasure lingered between her legs where she had touched. It was as though her body beckoned her fingers to return. She wiggled her toes and then brought one leg up, feeling her muscles begin to respond to her brain. She started to get up, but the creature moved closer to her, so she huddled in fear back on the bed.

“It’s okay, Mia. Let me help you.”

The voice shocked her. It spoke in a deep, gruff voice. The head moved closer to her and she could see its features. It looked like a woman, but the features were different. The chin was broad, the mouth wide. The skin looked rough, like an animal, and there were traces of black hair on the face. Otherwise, it had a mouth, nose and two eyes, just as she did. It knew her name.

“What are you?” She said it, but her voice trembled in fear. She didn’t know whether the fear was from what it was or that it would harm her. Then, she saw a hand, just like hers, but much bigger, reach down to her.

“I’m the captain of this vessel. Captain Michael Davis. But you’ll call me Master or Sir when you address me.”

“I didn’t ask who you are; I asked what you are.” She regretted saying it as soon as the words came out her mouth, but she had to know. She was afraid the creature would be offended.

“I’m a human just like you. At least sort of like you. You’re a female. I’m a male.” He saw the confused look in her eyes.

“How come I never saw one before? I haven’t been here for my whole life. I was at an orphanage and there were only females like me. Is your breed extinct except for you?” There couldn’t be many of them left.

“There are more males than females on Earth. But, you’re no longer on Earth. We have travelled to outer space. You’ll meet other females like you, but there are also four males like me, though they are younger than I am. But, we’ll discuss that later. Give me your hand.”

She was confused, but she was glad to stand up, even if this male helped her. She stepped out of the bed. She didn’t have any clothes on. She always had clothes before. “I need something to put on, clothes,” she added, in case he didn’t understand. He didn’t wear anything but maybe the males didn’t wear clothes. It looked like it would be difficult with that big protrusion that he had stuck out as if it were out of control.

“There is no need of clothes here, Mia. You’ll understand soon enough. Come, let’s go.”

She had no choice; at least she was free of the confines of the bed. They walked through the strange structure. She’d read about space exploration, but she’d never expected that she’d be part of it. She didn’t know how long she’d been asleep, but by her body, it had to be at least six or seven years. Maybe more. They walked down empty corridors until they got to a large room. It looked more like a storage room than anything else. He led her over to one of the six doors on the far wall.

“In here, Mia.” He opened the door and turned on the light.

She was surprised that this room wasn’t a storage room like the big one. It had a bunch of furniture and tables in it. It almost looked like the infirmary at the orphanage. “What is this?”

“I said to call me Master or Sir. Next time, you’ll be punished for your disobedience.” He saw the scared look in her eyes. “I’m going to examine you, Mia.”

“But the women examined me.” Then, she quickly added, but it sounded strange. “Master.”

“From now on, I’ll cater to your needs, and in the future, other males will take my place. You’ll call them all Master or Sir and you’ll do as they say.”

She didn’t say anything, afraid of what she got into.

“Over here, sit down on the chair.”

She’d never seen a gynecology chair before or she would have been worried. The chair was gleaming stainless steel with leather padding. There were strange sections to it, some looked like large wings and there were black leather straps on it. She sat on it, her buttocks stuck to the leather seat.

“Lean back and put your legs out in front of you.” She was worried, but she did it in spite of her fear. “Hands over your head, high up, stretch them out.” He walked behind her and grabbed both of her wrists. She tried to pull them away from him, but he quickly overpowered her and she submitted. He wrapped the cuffs around her wrists, and then, he pulled them through the rings until her arms were stretched out high over her head and fit into the stainless steel sleeves. He snapped them tight. When he released her arms, she looked over her head and tried to pull her arms free. They wouldn’t move more than an inch.

“You tied my arms! Master.”

“Yes, you’ll find that you’ll spend a lot of time bound. Nothing to worry about, it’s just a precaution to make sure you don’t injure yourself.”

How would I injure myself? He was being strange, but her eyes wouldn’t stop looking at the large appendage he had. It looked like it got bigger. She was afraid to ask him what it was for.

“Now for your legs, Mia. Relax them and I’ll take care of them.”

She felt his powerful hand grip one of her ankles too hard. She’d never be able to pull her leg away from it, so she surrendered. He pulled her leg to one side and then put it into a large metal trough that almost covered her leg from her ankle up to just below her knee. She felt another leather strap go around her leg, and she knew it was trapped. He went to the other side and made short work of securing her other leg. She didn’t know what to think. This male bound her to this strange chair, and she didn’t know why.

Her body was stretched out naked and bound for him. Michael brought the metal tray next to the chair, but there was a white cloth covering it, so she wouldn’t see what was beneath the towel. “Relax, Mia.”

She grew more scared when he told her to relax, as if something bad would happen that she wouldn’t be able to stop. He moved next to her, and her body trembled in fear. She tugged on the straps that held her, but they bound her tight. She looked at the large hand that moved next to her upper body, and it was as if it were in slow motion. His fingers moved to her breast, and she cried out when they touched her. “AAAAWWW!” It wasn’t just the shock of a hard, calloused hand that touched her nipple but the surge that drove deep into her breast. She felt something she never felt before. “Nooo, don’t,” but the fingers ran lightly over the very tip of her nipple, and she felt it grow big and hard. She didn’t understand what was happening to her, but the more his fingers ran over her swollen nub, the less she wanted him to stop.

He looked down and could see that she felt something and it felt good. She clenched her lips as his fingers became bolder. With two fingers, he exerted pressure on the nipple trapped between it and felt her arch her back as though she was pushing her breast into his hand. He gripped her nipple harder until he got a moan from her lips. But, he still didn’t release it, not yet. She’d have to learn pleasure and pain until she couldn’t distinguish the two.

His finger pinched her nipple, but it wasn’t pain she felt. She squirmed on the leather seat, her butt wet from sweat, but she felt a shameful wetness between her legs as though she had an accident. Her nipple was trapped between his powerful fingers and crushed it, but the pain didn’t feel like pain. It was as though she relished what he did. Then, she felt it. It rubbed up against her side, and she looked down quickly when she felt the hot flesh touch her as if she’d been burned by it. His thick appendage bounced against her side. Each time it hit her flesh, it would bounce up, only to come back and touch her again. She couldn’t understand what she did to make it that way. His finger began to twist her nipple, and she looked down to see her flesh gnarled by his fingers, but all she felt was the blood pound in the tip with such pleasure. He pulled his fingers away, but he licked them, and when he touched her nipple again, she shuddered as the cool air blew on her wet nipple. It was as if he froze it.

He played with her nipple, then his hand clenched her full breast and he squeezed it but made sure that her nipple was rubbed as he did it. He bounced her breast and watched the young flesh bounce back. Then, he made her cry out when he leaned over her and his mouth found her hard nipple. His lips clasped around it, and then, he used powerful suction to draw it into his mouth. He waited as she cried out softly, then his tongue went to work on licking it as his teeth bit into the soft flesh of her areola to grind back and forth, as he worked over her breast and nipple.

She couldn’t understand why he would take her breast into his mouth, but he did. She shivered when he sucked it deep into his mouth. It felt like he tried to tear her nipple off, and the minute his teeth bit down just beneath her nipple, she froze, afraid he would bite it off. But she couldn’t stay still very long when his hot, wet tongue went to work on the tip. It felt like sandpaper at first, but then, her nipple swelled to a rock-hard pebble. His other hand reached over, grabbed her other breast and began to rub and squeeze it. She didn’t know why he did it to her, but she didn’t find it unpleasant; in fact, she liked it more than she cared to admit to herself. He finally pulled his mouth and hand away, and when she looked down, she was surprised at how big and red her nipples had become.

Michael moved in front of her, standing between her legs. He pushed the button on the remote, and the twin troughs that held her legs slowly began to part. He moved between her legs as they opened her up until he stood at her crotch. Her tight, virgin pussy was openly exposed to his eyes.

She was afraid of his large appendage when he stood between her legs. It was as though he aimed it at her, but it was too big for her. She saw him take out something that scared her. It looked like a sharp knife, but it was small, but the light glistened on the sharp edge. “Don’t cut me!” She cried out in panic.

There were laser cutters that could have shaved her bush with much more ease, but Michael preferred this. He found it in an antique shop. It was a straight razor and he honed it to a sharp blade. “I’ll be very careful. I need to shave off that unsightly hair that covers your pussy. Relax; I think you’ll find it enjoyable.”

“My pussy?” Then it dawned on her what he meant. She felt stupid that she didn’t know. She didn’t understand how shaving off the hairs between her legs would be enjoyable for her, but she couldn’t deny that the patch of hair between her legs was unsightly. Then, she felt him put the shaving cream between her legs, but it was the touch of his hands that made her shiver. Why do I feel something between my legs when he touches me there? It got worse as he began to rub the cream with his fingers to run over the edges of her slit. She looked down to see her covered in the thick, white soap.

“Hold real still now, Mia.” Michael began to neatly shave off the thick clumps of hairs at the top and then worked down the sides of her slit. His fingers grabbed one of her lips as she cried out in surprise from the touch. He continued, pulling one lip open as he used the razor to run gently but firmly along the edges of her pussy lip until it was clean. Then, he did the other, and he could feel her body tremble as his fingers touched her in places that no man had ever touched before. He began to shave off the rest of the hairs, all the way down to between her legs. He looked at his work, and his cock jumped in excitement from the view. Her pussy was shaved and as clean as a ten-year-old girl, but the full, tight lips revealed that she was much more than that. “That’s a lot of hair for ten years, Mia. Just a bit more to shave, and then, I’ll clean you off.”

So I am twenty now! No wonder her breasts were so big and she had a full bush between her legs. She might be twenty, but she didn’t feel like it. Then, she felt her legs being moved, fearing that he would spread her too far, but it was useless to fight, unable to pull her legs from the deep troughs or the tight straps that secured them. The chair didn’t spread her legs wider, but instead, it closed them, but then, it moved them up toward her head. She had no choice but to allow her knees to bend, otherwise she was sure that they would break. Her legs were brought up, and then, it changed directions once again. Now, they began to spread again, but they pushed back until she felt her ass pulling off the seat of the chair. It was as though her body was bent in two. She couldn’t stop as the cheeks of her buttocks parted. She tried to clench them tight, but she couldn’t do much as she was spread so wide. “No, not there!” She felt the cold shaving cream rubbed between her cheeks.

“Relax, Mia. You have little, tiny, fine hairs on your ass. I want you clean.” She had no choice. He began to run the razor along the edge of her crack, using his hands to pull her buttocks wider apart. Her muscles fought him for a second, but he won out with his strength. “Hold still,” he warned her as he ran the sharp razor over the raised bud of her anus.

He pried her buttocks apart like a ripe fruit, but the worst was when she felt the razor run over her anus. She couldn’t stop the muscles from tightening from the unnatural touch. She shivered in fear that she would be cut, but he was careful in spite of the spasms in her tiny hole. He finally finished.

Michael picked up the bottle of lotion, a special concoction that he invented. It would make her skin feel cool but also tight. It was very slick, thanks to its molecular structure and wouldn’t wear off like the old conventional lubricants of the past.

“AAAWWWW!” It felt cold as he poured something between her legs. She could feel it run down between the lips of her pussy, but it didn’t stop there. The way she was bent in half, some of it ran between her cheeks and over her anus. Then, she felt his hand. It surprised her that it was gentle as it moved over her pussy. It felt strange, her skin so smooth now. It almost felt natural. She felt his fingers rub along the edge of her pussy lips and the tingle she felt returned, but now, it was more intense. More fingers joined in, and she felt her lips pinched but gently at first. Then, they tightened and they slid up and down. She felt her lips pulled out, but it didn’t hurt. It felt good. Too good.

He did a good job shaving her, the skin smooth and slick. She had full pussy lips as his fingers gripped them, hard to do when she was so slick, but he tightened enough to grab them. He pulled her lips out as he ran his fingers from the bottom of her slit all the way to the top and back down. He felt more slick juices, but it wasn’t what he put on her. This was her arousal. He suspected that she never had an orgasm, but he would soon cure her of that.

She felt lightheaded as his fingers touched her more. They began to explore her pussy, something that she’d never done before. She felt one of the petals of her lips pulled back, but this time, another finger slid along the inside and touched her where no finger had ever gone before. She felt strange shivers run through her body, and the more he touched her, the more she grew flushed and her body trembled with unexplained feelings. “What are you doing to me?” She was sure that she was beat red, her skin felt so hot.

His fingers explored the smooth flesh of her inner lips and found them wet. He could feel her body respond in spite of not knowing what was happening to her. He pushed his finger all the way down to her pussy, and he felt the tight hole fight back the intrusion of his finger, but he was relentless until the slightest bit of his finger entered her and he felt her elastic hymen stop him. He wouldn’t bust her with his finger. She’d learn that a cock would do that.

“No, not there,” she felt violated by his fingers as he touched her in such a place. His finger retreated but then slid back up her slit, and this time, she cried out when he touched her in a place that she never felt before. “What are you doing?” She panicked as his finger touched her in a place that sent shivers of lust into her body that she never felt before.

“That’s your pleasure button, your clit. It is the center of all your pleasure. Let me show you.” Michael was eager to make her cum, but he would do it with his mouth.

She lost sight of him for a second when he bent over, but then, she felt what could only be a wet tongue as it licked up her spread thighs, one side to the other until it reached her crotch. His fingers peeled back her pussy lips again, but it was the wet tongue that explored her inner lips, not a finger. She could feel his hot breath blow on her pussy, but it was the tongue that brought her such pleasure.

Michael liked the lemon taste of the oil he used on her as he licked her pussy. He pulled her lips back wide, expecting her to cry out but she didn’t. He ran his tongue over her tight hole as if it was his cock, but she didn’t complain as she did with his finger. She enjoyed the unexpected pleasure she got. He licked up and down her slit, but he stayed away from her clit, at least for now. He wanted her aroused, but he knew that if he licked and sucked her there, she’d explode. When he lightly bit her pussy lips, she cried out softly, but it was more pleasure than pain.

Even bound as she was, she couldn’t stop her hips from moving. She never felt anything like this before and didn’t want it to end. His mouth and tongue was everywhere, his fingers opened her up, and she welcomed the probing tongue in places that had never been explored. He touched and told her of her clit, but he refused to touch her there with his tongue. Why doesn’t he lick me there? She wanted to feel the excitement build higher in her body. Her nipples pounded with blood and were so sensitive that the air that blew on them made them ache. The tongue ran all the way down her slit but didn’t stop there. It slid back farther until she felt the shameful touch of his tongue between her cheeks. He wouldn’t, not there!

He got an eyeful of her anus when his tongue almost reached the raised bud of her anus. He could see the way her muscles clenched the closer his tongue got. The tiny brown star blinked on and off from her contractions, but it was nothing like when his tongue ran over the tart opening of her ass. It was as though her anus went into uncontrollable contractions as he wiggled his tongue back and forth over the tight knot of her ass. He pushed his tongue out to a point and then pressed it into the center of her anus. He felt her muscles fight him off, but his tongue was determined as her anal ring slowly opened up under the onslaught. He couldn’t get more than a millimeter inside, but it was enough to send her anus fluttering.

He had touched her back there, and she protested, but after the way she felt when his tongue ran over her pussy, she didn’t cry out when his tongue moved back between her cheeks. It soon found her vulnerable anus, and Mia couldn’t control the way her muscles reacted from the hot, wet tongue that touched her so intimately. It was as though it was a slithering snake that probed her in such a place. She felt her anus begin to open by the sheer force and hardness of the tongue. Then, the tongue left her just as fast as it touched her for the first time. She was ready to beg for it to return when she felt it slide back up her pussy, and her body froze in anticipation that it would visit that one place that he told her about that gave her such pleasure before. ‘AAAAAAWWW!” He not only touched it, but his lips grasped around her pleasure button and sucked it into his mouth. She felt his powerful suction draw it into his hot mouth. Her clit felt so sensitive, the slightest touch made pleasure race between her legs. “AAAGHHH!” His tongue found her trapped clit and began to run back and forth over the very tip. Why didn’t I ever feel such a thing before?

Michael began to work over her pussy; it was time for her to get her pleasure, and then, it would be his turn. Not even when his hand slid down between her cheeks and the tip of one finger played over the tight knot of her anal ring could stop the cascading pleasure through her body. He licked, sucked and bit her clit until she cried out loudly. Her body trembled and her juices ran freely. He wouldn’t pull her away until she flooded his face with her cum.

It felt like her head would explode, Mia never felt such pleasure race through her body. She felt a finger on her backside, but the strange probing was so intense that it only added to what she felt. She felt his teeth on her clit, and she should fear that he would bite it, but instead, she wished he’d bite a bit harder. His tongue was everywhere, running over her clit with such skill, and she knew that something would happen and happen soon. She didn’t expect it so fast, but it crept up her body with such unexpected speed. “OOOHHHH! Doooon’ttttt sttttoooppp!” Her body exploded, Mia unable to slow it down even if she wanted to. Her head exploded as if firecrackers went off; bright, colored lights blinded her with pleasure. She tried to clench her inner muscles when it felt like she peed herself, but this was different. She never had such feelings when she peed. Her pussy was soaked, but he licked it up with such relish. With her legs bound and spread, she was at his mercy and she loved that. Her thighs trembled as they tried to close, but they were powerless.

It took a long time for her to come down from her orgasm, but he refused to stop licking and sucking her clit until he was sure that he drained her. Her body shook and she sobbed softly as if she was ashamed, but he could see the look of contentment on her face when he finally pulled his face from her pussy.

She saw his face, and there was no doubt that the wetness that glistened in the light was from her. She felt ashamed that she did something wrong. “What was that?” She had to know.

“You had an orgasm, a beautiful first orgasm, Mia. You came for me, the first of many times, if you cooperate. Would you like more orgasms, Mia?”

“Yes, please, but not now. My body feels like rubber. I’m not sure I can take another so soon.” She felt lightheaded, but her body was so relaxed. She felt him move the chair again, and soon, she was reclined out fully again, her legs together as if nothing happened. Then, the part where her upper body was began to go lower until it was only about three feet above the ground, her legs up higher. She saw him walk over to her head, and this time, she saw his hand around that big appendage that stuck out in front of him. She had to know. “What is that?”

“That’s a cock, Mia. Say it.”

“A cock.” It felt funny when she said it as the word rolled off her tongue. “What’s it for?”

“Like your pussy and your clit is where females get their pleasure from, the male gets it from his cock.”

She didn’t understand, but her eyes couldn’t tear away from it.

Michael moved next to her head and turned her head toward him. He lowered his balls onto her face and slowly rolled them over her skin. “Those are my balls. They hold all my cum. The juices will shoot out when I cum, just like the juices that flowed from your pussy when you came.” He ran them over her mouth, and she made no attempt to close her mouth. He could feel them drag across her soft lips.

They were so heavy and hot as they touched her, the skin was wrinkled, but she felt something heavy inside, two of something that dragged over her face. She didn’t know what to do.

Michael leaned over a bit more, and with his hand around his shaft, he pushed his rigid cock until the head touched the smooth, soft skin of her cheek. He had to hold his cock still as it shuddered and left some drops of precum on her face.

She felt his cock touch her again, still hard, but the head of it was smooth, and when he rubbed it on her face, she felt some drops stain her skin. The juice was hot and it felt sticky. “Did you have an orgasm?” He must have if he left juices on her face.

“No, not yet. That’s just because you made me excited.”

“I didn’t do anything.” She couldn’t figure out why he was excited from just touching her face.

He pushed his cock down lower until the tip rubbed on her silky lips. More of his juices leaked out and painted her lips. “Your mouth excites me, Mia. Lick you lips.”

His cock jerked when her tongue came out and licked the drying cum from her lips, but at the same time, it touched his cock the slightest bit and sent it jerking in pleasure.

The drops of juices tasted bitter and salty, but she tried not to show her displeasure. After all, his face was covered with her juices and he didn’t complain. Then, she felt the head of his cock push to the center of her mouth, and by sheer force, her lips opened up. Then, she realized what he meant about her mouth. He was going to put his cock in her mouth. It won’t fit; it’s too big for my mouth. She began to panic.

He could see the fear in her eyes as her lips curled around the very tip of his cock. “You’re going to have open your mouth real wide to take my cock in, but you can do it.” He began to push and her lips reluctantly began to open.

It was so big and her mouth was tiny, but bound as she was and his cock already between her lips, she knew she had no choice. And she wanted to please him after what he did for her. She felt his cock push through her lips as they spread so wide that it felt like the corner of her mouth would tear, but it didn’t. She felt his cock bounce in her mouth when it touched her tongue, hitting the roof of her mouth but bouncing back down to lay on her tongue once again. She struggled not to move her tongue, not wanting to make him move his cock away. It was as though his cock didn’t like her tongue touching it. Then she tasted it, more this time. It was on her tongue, a thick drop of salty, pungent crème that had leaked from his cock. She wanted to explore it with her tongue, even though she didn’t like the taste, but she was afraid of making his cock try to get away again.

Michael couldn’t wait much longer. Her soft lips caressed the shaft of his cock with such pleasure. Her hot, wet mouth engulfed the head of his cock and her tongue made it jump in pure pleasure. She froze as if in shock. He began to push with his hips as his hands went to the side of her head to control her. He wanted her to get used to a man’s hand guiding her for his pleasure. He felt the crown of his cock slide over her wet, hot tongue.

It moved in her mouth like a serpent, sliding over her tongue as it sought out the depths of her mouth. It was so big, yet only a few inches of it was in her mouth, the rest outside her lips, waiting to go in. How much will I have to take in my mouth to please him? “DDDon’t youggl likgggh mygggul tonngglugggh!” The words didn’t come out correctly, her mouth too stuffed with his cock.

He hated to pull his cock out of her mouth, but he had to know what she said. Reluctantly it pulled through her lips, but he kept it only an inch away, ready to shove it back in as soon as she said the words. “What did you say?”

“Don’t you like my tongue on your cock?” She tasted the drop on her tongue, grimacing for a second but eager to please him, so she tried to hide her distaste for his discharge on her tongue.

“Why do you say that, Mia?”

“Every time I touched your cock with my tongue, it moved away. Does it hurt when I touch it?”

“Quite the opposite, Mia. My cock loves the touch of your tongue. It gets excited when your tongue or your hand touches it. It makes it jerk and shudder with such pleasure. Now, open your mouth again and you can show me what your tongue can do to excite me. Explore my cock with your tongue. Please me, as I did you.”

She opened her mouth wide this time, and she felt his cock slid through her lips. Her tongue waited for him, rubbing back and forth over the very tip of it. He stopped pushing when her tongue touched it, and she soon found more of his leaking juices cover her tongue with its thick crème. She lapped it up, feeling his cock jerk each time another drop spilled from his cock. She had seen it when he pulled it out, the very end of his cock had a tiny hole. It must be there where his juices come from. Her lips grasped around the shaft of his cock real tight in hopes that he liked it. She felt his cock quiver, confirming his pleasure with her lips. He began to slide his cock back and forth through her lips, and her tongue went to work exploring his cock. The head was smooth, though it did have more of the salty fluid on it. The head was like a hat with a thick band around the bottom of it. Beneath it was the shaft, but when her tongue ran over the ridge, she felt his cock jump. He must be tender there. She waited until his cock stopped moving before she bit lightly on the thick ridge. She heard a moan from his lips, but as his cock tried to move in pleasure, she bit harder to trap it. It only made his cock quiver more.

He never had a women bite his cock, but Mia explored it with all her naivety. Then, her tongue ran along the shaft of his cock.

The shaft was so much different from the head. It wasn’t smooth, the skin not as tight, some of it wrinkled. There were veins running along the shaft, some of them were thick and stuck out like vines on a tree, but she could feel these pounding with his blood. She took more of his cock in her mouth as her tongue swirled over the shaft, but soon, the head smashed into the back of her mouth. “GGGLLGGHH!” It blocked her throat like a plunger in a bottle, but this one moved excitedly. There was so much more cock outside her mouth. Why is he that big if only half of it would fit in my mouth? His hands held her head, too tightly, but he began to rock it back and forth, as she felt his cock slide urgently between her lips. I could do that, why does he want to guide my head? She felt more of his juices leak out the longer he thrust in and out of her mouth.

Michael wouldn’t last much longer. He had ten years of cum stored up in his balls, and like her, he needed to explode in pleasure. “Suck my cock in your mouth, Mia.” He waited for only a second before he saw her cheeks pull in and he felt the powerful suction draw his cock in her mouth as if she was trying to suck the cum from his balls. “Not so hard, but that feels good,” not wanting to discourage her. He saw her suck and release his cock as he began to plunge back in again, this would be his final plunge. He’d love to feel her hands around his balls and milk them of his cum, but he liked her bound for now. “You’re doing a good job, Mia. Do you like my cock in your mouth?”

She nodded her head, though it was partially a lie. She had never done this, so it was a novelty, but the thick crème kept invading her mouth, and even when she swallowed her spit, it still permeated her mouth with the pungent taste.

“I’m almost there, Mia. Don’t stop now.” He grew too excited to stop the pleasure that built up in his body. His balls ached from having his cum in them too long, and he needed to unload in her mouth. She’d be surprised when it happened, but she’d have to learn to take a mouthful of cum and swallow it. There would be much more in the future.

Would he dribble his juices on my face as I did to him? She tried to remember everything he taught her, keeping her lips tight around the shaft, her tongue exploring his cock and sucking his cock deep in her mouth. It was a lot to do at one time, but she wanted to please him. His hands held her head tight and rocked it up and down and from side to side. The head of his cock pushed out her cheeks as if he tried to pierce them like a sword, but then, he’d straighten her head so he could shove his cock deep into her mouth and make her gag or choke. She didn’t know why he got such excitement from the strange sounds that came out of her mouth when she choked on his cock, but each time she did, his cock moved enthusiastically in her mouth.

He stood up on his toes as if he could drive more of his cock into her mouth. He looked down at her wide-open eyes, her pink lips wrapped around his cock and the way her cheeks moved when her tongue moved around his cock as if she painted his cock with her spit. “Here it comes, Mia!” His hands gripped her head tighter as he felt the pleasure race up from his balls. He almost forgot the delicious tingling of his cock as his cum raced through the shaft. “AAAHHHHHHHH!” It felt like his cock opened up so wide as gallons of cum leaped from the tiny hole into her unaware mouth.

His hands hurt when his fingers dug into her scalp, but she knew something happened to him. His body went tense as if every muscle turned to rock. He shoved with his hips to drive his cock into her mouth. It felt like it grew, and when he screamed, it scared her. Then, he unleashed in her mouth, Mia didn’t expect such a thing. Her mouth was flooded with his juices, but it was a torrent of thick crème that blanketed her tongue, gums, and teeth with its thick paste. She choked, and she struggled not to swallow it as the smell of his discharge wafted up her nose. He continued to drive his cock in and out of her mouth, and when she thought he was finished, he jetted another powerful load of crème in her mouth. She had no choice but to swallow it, but it moved so slowly from its thickness. She gulped and choked, but he still wasn’t finished. Where did it all come from? Her cheeks ballooned as she tried to contain it all. His cock blocked her mouth so nothing leaked out except for a small drizzle down her chin.

Michael watched as her throat moved, and she made gurgling sounds as she swallowed his cum. She tried to move her head away, but his powerful grip kept her pinned to his spewing cock. He wouldn’t pull out until she swallowed every drop of cum from his balls. And that would only be the starter. He’d be hard soon enough. She had much to learn. He shook her head as he emptied the last few drops in her mouth. “Swallow it all, Mia. You have to swallow it all.”

She didn’t know how, but she did it. It was difficult to get it to go down her gullet, and even when it was gone, the pungent taste still lingered no matter how much spit she accumulated. She felt his cock begin to lose some of its hardness. Did his juices make his cock hard? He still didn’t pull his cock out of her mouth, and she waited.

“Lick my cock; clean all my cum from it.”

She didn’t know why she had to do it, but she did. After all, she had cum all over his face, and he licked it off his lips. She felt some of the hardness come back to his cock before he was content and he pulled it from her mouth.

“Lick your lips; you have some cum on them,” he urged her. His cock already began to rise up higher when he saw her pink tongue move through her silky lips and gather up the last of his white cum on her face. He watched as she swallowed it all. “Very good, Mia. Did you like sucking my cock and swallowing my cum?”

“Yes, Master,” she lied. She hoped he was finished with her mouth and she’d never had to do that again.





Chapter 4: Ethan





Ursula was so horny, she didn’t know if she could wait. The night before was a long, sleepless night, her hand strayed between her legs, but as soon as she grew excited, she pulled her hand away. She wouldn’t cum by her own hand. She’d picked Ethan to do that, though she never saw him before, not even a picture. It was his name that inspired her.

She went to the pods that held all the males, four of the beds lined up in a row, each of them held the sleeping, naked men that would soon be her playthings. She found the bed that held Ethan and turned on the light near it. It shone through the canopy to show her Ethan for the first time. He was handsome, brown hair that was curly but now was too long and unkempt. He had hair on his face but not thick. They could retard some of the hair growth during hibernation on places such as the face but not the top of the head or between his legs. She’d soon take care of one of those places. She didn’t like men with a thick thatch of hair around their cocks or on their balls. Not if they wanted the females to suck them off. It would be bad enough when he would make them choke on his cock; there was no reason to make them choke on wiry hairs. The women would be shorn, just as Ursula was now. He had some fine hair on his chest, but all she saw were the hard muscles. The chamber used electrical impulses to stimulate the muscles while hibernating, and it was more efficient than a workout. He had a big neck and a firm chin. He smiled as he slept, big lips that would feel good between her legs. Her eyes went lower, to where the belt went over his lower abdomen, but she never saw the belt. Her eyes were drawn to his cock. It stood up at an angle like the peak of a mountain. He was hard, very hard. She wondered how long he was in that state. The thick head of his cock was a deep red. Ursula wondered whether the electrical impulses surged through his cock while he hibernated. That would account for his hardness. The shaft was long, part of it hidden behind the belt, as well as his balls.

Her fingers went between her pussy lips and she found herself drenched in desire. It was time for her to take him out of hibernation. She pushed the button that set the machine in motion to release him. It didn’t take long before the canopy began to rise and the inside of the bed lit up from the light that turned on. She watched his face for the second when he’d open his eyes. It would only happen once, and she didn’t want him to miss it. She stood in the right position so that the light behind her wouldn’t blind him, but it would outline her naked body and draw his eyes to her.

Ethan began to see through the haze, as his eyes grew accustomed to the light once again. The panic he felt when they shut him in the bed came back, but the canopy was now open, and he felt the belts that pinned him in place, yet he couldn’t move his body. There was a shadow outside the bed, but his eyes were drawn to his own body. As the belt pulled from his waist, his eyes took in the size of his organ. It couldn’t be that big, but then, he felt it move, his muscles made it do it. His fingers twitched as well as his toes. He could move them, but he concentrated on his organ. It bounced up and down. He looked at his body and knew that he had hibernated for a long time. A real long time, as he flexed his arms and noticed they were no longer skinny but muscular as well as his chest. There were even hairs on his chest where none had been before.

Ursula saw him look away from her, and she could see his cock jerk excitedly. He seemed to be impressed with his own cock, and he never saw her. This wasn’t going as she expected. She cleared her throat rather loudly until he looked up at her.

His focus returned to the shadowy figure that lorded over him, scared once again at who it was. His vision began to focus, and he could feel his muscles in his limbs begin to listen to his mind. There was a person standing over him, but it was different. It wasn’t a man, or else something happened to the world while he was in hibernation. The first thing he noticed was the lack of an organ. His was monstrous, but this one had none. Where it was supposed to be, it had a mouth, a sideways mouth with a smile that ran up and down. The lips were full but were closed, but as he looked up above its chest, it had a mouth just like his on the face, as well as a nose and two eyes. Yet, the hair on its head was longer, but that could be because of hibernation and the skin looked smoother and there was no hair on its face. His gaze drew back down and stopped quickly when it got to its chest. He saw how big his chest and muscles had grown, but this one was something far different. It had breasts that were bigger than could be contained in his hand. They stuck out so far, yet they barely hung down in spite of the weight. It had tips on the end like his, but these were much bigger and the ends looked like hard pebbles. His eyes went to the waist, slimmer with full hips. The body was shaped so much differently than his body, but it had similarities. He didn’t understand it, but he didn’t understand a lot since he woke up. He was afraid to get up.

“Step out, Ethan.” She held her hand out for him. He seemed to be unsure of himself. Would he end up the same as the women, submissive?

He was surprised that it knew his name. When he grabbed the hand that was presented, it was soft, not like the men that took care of him growing up. He got up and his organ bounced in front of him like it was a puppet on a string. He could barely control it. He wanted to reach down and touch it, but he was afraid. “Where are the men that put me in the bed?”

“That was a long time ago, Ethan, in a place that is a long ways away. It’s been ten years since you were put in the bed.” She saw the shocked look on his face.

As he stood up, he realized that it had been that long. He was much taller, and he was no longer a skinny kid. That is why his organ was so big, but even in his dreams, he never expected anything like this. It was longer than his hand and thick. It scared him that it was always hard. “You, what are you, some kind of robot?” He loved science fiction, and this creature looked like it came out of the books that he had read. It had to be some kind of mechanical device with skin built in a test tube. Her large breasts must hold its power source and the slit between its legs must be for repairs.

“No, Ethan. I’m Ursula, and just like you, well, almost like you.”

“You look a little like me but not much. You’re bigger in your chest and you don’t have an,” pausing for the right word, “organ like me.”

“I still have organs like you, a heart, lungs, liver, and such. But, I’m a female and you’re a male. We have differences. I have bigger breasts than you and you’ll soon learn why that is a good thing. And you have an organ that sticks out, mine goes in, just the right combination for us both to get much pleasure.” She reached down and her fingers curled around his cock. He jumped from her first touch, but he didn’t pull away as her fingers tightened around the throbbing cock.

“EEEhhh,” he hissed through clenched teeth. Her hand grabbed his organ, shocked by another person touching him there, but then, he felt something different. Her fingers moved around his organ, squeezing it, and it sent shivers up his spine. He never felt anything so good. He felt a tingling between his legs.

“That’s not so bad, is it, Ethan?” She moved her hand slightly up and down the shaft, and his cock quivered beneath her touch. She had to be careful not to make him cum. After ten years without using it, he’d shoot off in a second. First, she wanted to get him situated in the chair and bound. He would learn to do that to the other women, but she’d have her way with him first.

“Nooo, itttt feeells good. What are you doing?”

“That’s your cock. When you were small, it was an organ. Now that it’s big and hard, it’s a cock. I’ll show you how good I can make it feel. Let’s go to the examination room.”

“You’re going to examine me?”

“Don’t worry, it wouldn’t hurt at all. You’ll like it.”

Ethan followed her, and he couldn’t take his eyes off her backside. She had such firm cheeks, and when she walked, her hips swayed and her backside move hypnotically as though she tried to entice him.

Ursula took him to the room and closed the door behind them. She turned on the lights for him to see the room and its content. Many items were hidden beneath sheets and blankets, but the gleaming stainless steel chair stood out in the center of the room like a beacon, the bright lights above it glistened off the shiny metal. This one was different than the one Michael had for the females. There were no large troughs for the legs to spread them, and this one barely had a seat. There was a small section of stainless steel in the back of the chair, just enough to support the lower body slightly, but the rest was open from beneath. That would leave everything he had exposed, his cock, balls and ass. His legs would be drawn over the armrests, his hands over his head and both of them bound. Then, she’d have him helpless.

“Sit on the chair.”

“It’s not much of a chair; where will my butt go?” Ethan felt a little ashamed to be naked in front of her, not sure why.

“Lean all the way back; don’t worry, I’ll help you get settled.”

He liked the way her hand felt on his cock, so he turned his back to the chair and tried to get into it. The metal was cold to his skin when he first sat back, but it quickly warmed up. She stood behind him and helped him slide back, but then, she moved to the front of the chair.

“Lift your leg up and put it over the armrest.” She didn’t wait for him to do it; she reached down, grabbed his ankle, and pulled it up. He didn’t resist at all, and she soon had it over the armrest. She moved to the other side. “Now the other.” She grabbed his other ankle and pulled it up, harder this time as it spread him wide.

Ethan had to hold on as his legs were propped up over the armrests. The second leg was the hardest as his crotch was spread wide until it ached. He grunted until his leg was hoisted up on the armrest. He couldn’t believe the way it spread him. The cheeks of his backside were pulled apart and his heavy balls hung down below from the sheer weight. His cock stood up like a giant spear. What is she going to examine? He hoped that she’d touch his cock again. It felt so good.

Ursula had to be quick now before he realized what she did. She went in back of the chair. “Raise your arms up in the air.” She would use the leather straps, though they had more advanced ways of securing a body. She liked the old bondage, though the new ways were effective and allowed for more interesting positions.

He didn’t think anything about raising his hands up until he felt her grab one arm and pull it back high over his head. In a second, he felt something secure his wrist, and then, she did the same with the other wrist. It was over in seconds. When he tried to move his arms and hands, he couldn’t. They were tied. “What did you do?” Panic was in his voice, just the way he felt when they put him in the bed and tied him down.

“I don’t want you to hurt yourself, Ethan. Don’t worry, all you’ll feel is pleasure.” To assure him, she reached down to his cock as she moved next to his legs and wrapped her fingers around it. He jumped again, but this time, it was excitement, his cock jerked in her hand. “That feels good, doesn’t it, Ethan?” Her hand stroked it for a second and then released it.

“Yeess.” He couldn’t believe how good it felt, but she deserted it once again. Then, he felt her hand on the inside of his thigh to touch him as it slid down his leg until it touched his ankle. He saw it, but it was too late when she attached the leather band around his ankle. She moved quickly to the other side, and he soon found both of his legs bound, also. With his legs spread wide, he felt vulnerable, but his hard cock stuck up and he wished for her hand again. That lessened some of his apprehension.

“Now, we can begin, Ethan.” She stood between his legs and marveled at the magnificent cock that stood up so boldly. He had a thick thatch of hair that needed to be removed, but she knew he’d be too excited to sit still, even bound. She’d get him off and give him the pleasure he wanted so desperately. Her fingers reached for his cock and clenched around the thick shaft. She saw the smile on his face and felt the way his cock quivered beneath her fingers. With her other hand, she reached between his legs and a finger slid slowly up and down his heavy ball sack to tickle it lightly. She got the desired reaction; his cock came alive in her hand. “You like that, Ethan?”

“Yeess, yees.” Ethan unable to contain the pleasure he felt. Not only did she touch his cock, but also her fingers touched his balls so lightly that it sent shivers between his legs. Her hand began to move on his cock, to slide up and down the shaft as she pulled the loose skin when her fingers tightened on it. Her other hand was hidden from him, but he felt her fingers touch him harder when she grasped his balls as they slid around inside the bag, wishing they weren’t so evasive. “OOH, yees, touch the head like that!” He saw the drops leak out the head of his cock, ashamed that he had wet himself, but it was different from when he peed. This felt good as the pleasure rose up from his balls. Were her fingers doing that to me when they gripped my balls tighter? He was still ashamed by his wetness, turning red.

She felt the hot juices leak from the head when her fingers ran over the thick ridge and teased it. She used her fingernail to run over the very tip and spread the drops of cum that she induced around the smooth head of his cock until it was slick. She found his balls and squeezed them tighter as her fingers began to stroke up and down his cock.

It felt like a knife sliced the head of his cock when her fingernail scraped it, but there was no pain, only pleasure that raced through his body and more juices flowed from the end. She didn’t seem to mind the wetness as she ran her finger over it until the head of his cock glistened with the shiny juices. It felt like her hand trapped his balls and squeezed them tighter, but even though there was a little pain, he was bound and could do nothing to stop her and her hand began to stroke his cock so urgently. It took him by surprise. I happened only seconds after she stroked his cock and squeezed his balls. Something struck him between his legs, not pain, but a tingle that grew bigger. It hit him suddenly; his muscles felt so tight, his arms and legs strained against what held him bound tight.

She saw it in his face, and her hand stroked harder, up and down the shaft, her fingers tightened on the head then back down. She let her fingernail dig into the flesh of his cock each time, but all it did was make his cock twitch harder. When he cried out the first time, her hand gripped his balls and milked them until he shot out. She saw the surprised look on his face when he saw his cum jet out like a geyser.

He couldn’t believe it, his head exploded with such pleasure, but the tingle in his balls shot up through his cock, and he jerked his head back when he saw the tiny hole in the tip of his cock open up wide. The hole got big, and then a fountain of thick white crème shot out. It scared him for a second when it shot up about two feet and then came back down to splat on his stomach. He felt the hot crème scald his skin, but the pleasure that raced through his body overwhelmed all of his senses. He could barely breathe as she continued to stroke his cock and force more of the crème out. It didn’t shoot as far in the air, but it was just as profuse. He felt her squeeze his balls, and it was as though she forced the crème out through his cock. Her hand was slippery with his juices, but she never stopped stroking his cock and inducing more of his crème to shoot out. It lubricated her hand, so it moved faster.

His face showed his bliss as he cried out after each jet of cum. His stomach was thick with the white crème. Her hand on his cock moved slower, but her other hand continued to milk his balls until he was drained. She gave his balls one last firm clasp that made him sit up in the chair as much as the bondage would allow him, but then, she rubbed her finger over the tip of his cock to extract the last drops out. She finally pulled her hand away.

“What did you do?” He couldn’t believe the way she made him feel.

“You came, Ethan. Did you like it?” She knew the answer but wanted to hear the words from him.

“Yes, yes, it was so good. Will you do that again?” The pleasure drained his body now, but he hoped she would do it again later. He looked at his cock, no longer the rock-hard flesh it was before. It didn’t stand up tall and proud as it did. “Did you break it?”

“No, it’s just fine, Ethan. Relax for a while, it’ll soon be back.” She gathered up some of the cum from his belly onto her wet fingers. She went to his head. “Stick out your tongue, Ethan.”

He was too content to notice what she did, so he stuck out his tongue without thinking. Then, she rubbed her fingers on his tongue, and when he pulled it back into his mouth, he realized what she had done. The crème was thick and salty. He cringed at the taste. It was his juices.

“It’s your cum, Ethan. Do you like the taste?”

Cum was such a strange word. “It’s very salty and a bit acrid.”

“You’ll learn to like it, Ethan.” She had plans for Ethan and the other men, plans that didn’t have anything to do with Michael’s vision. His vision was too idealist; she thought more of a realistic outcome. “It’s time to clean you up, Ethan. You have too much hair.”

He saw his hair, and it was long and scraggly; it would be good to get a haircut and a shave, though he would have to learn how to shave now that hair grew on his face. He saw her bring over a tray; on it was shaving crème and what looked like a knife. It was shiny and sharp.

Ursula soaped up her hand, stood between his legs and saw the shocked look on his face. “You should be clean shaven here, Ethan. Relax; I’ll take good care of you.”

He was nervous until he felt her hands return to his cock. One hand held it out of the way, and he felt some of the hardness come back from her touch. She rubbed the crème around his cock, but then, she covered his balls, the touch of her fingers sent tingles through him again. “Careful,” he said when she picked up the knife.

“I’m good at this, Ethan; look at the way I’m shaved. I did it all.”

He held his breath when she started, but with her hand around his cock, it took all the anguish from the shaving. The blade moved slowly and efficiently, shaving off clumps of hairs. The hardest part was his balls. She hefted them up with one hand, and then, the blade moved slowly over them. Her fingers pulled on the sack to stretch it out, and then, he felt the blade glide over the skin. It felt good, not the shaving, but her touch on his balls. His cock grew harder. Then, the knife moved between his legs and he lost sight of it, but he could feel it touch the tender skin farther back. Her hand returned with more shaving crème, but she rubbed it in his crack; his spread legs left him open. “Not there, please,” he begged when he felt her fingers run over his backside. He felt the muscles quiver.

“There are tiny hairs on your ass hole, Ethan. I need to get them off. Don’t worry, I’ll be careful, and you might find that it feels good.”

No matter how much it felt good when she held his cock, the razor running up the crack of his ass made him nervous. She was careful, and the knife slid along his skin, but then, she got to his ass hole. Her finger touched it first, and he couldn’t control the muscles. It felt like it was connected to his cock; it quivered along with his ass muscles. It felt strange.

Ursula worked the straight razor over his ass hole with such precision. She could feel his ass hole quiver when the blade touched it, carefully slicing off the fine hairs that circled it until it was cleanly shaved. “All done. That wasn’t so bad, was it?” She gave his cock a couple of jerks with her hand as she said it.

His cock kept getting bigger, and Ethan felt the tingle come back as she stroked it. He saw her rub some oil on her hands until they glistened in the light, hoping that she’d stroke him once again.

Ursula inhaled the vanilla smell of the oil. It would taste as good as it smelled. She started with his cock and covered it from the head all the way down the shaft. Her fingers tightened around the shaft and over the head as she stroked it back to life. She liked young, hard cocks that would come back so easily. Then, she worked on his balls, hefting them up and rubbing the oil in them as her fingers chased his balls around in his sack. She held his cock as she did that. Her fingers slid back over his perineum, and the tip of one finger made its way up his spread ass crack. She kept him busy with her hand on his cock as her finger ran around his pulsating anus. She pushed her oiled finger into the center of the tiny hole and felt his muscle spasms. “Relax, Ethan, you’ll like this,” she encouraged him, stroking his cock with one hand as her finger began to plunder his ass hole. It took only a second for her slick finger to penetrate him, and she stroked faster when he grunted loudly as her finger pushed into his rectum. His muscles revolted and tried to stop the intruder, but her finger was more demanding.

He felt a finger touch him back there again; this time, it was slick and demanding. He never felt his muscles back there before, not like this. It was strange; it felt like the muscles tried to push her finger out and, at the same time, they tried to suck her finger in. It confused him as she stroked his cock while her finger wormed inside his backside.

She pushed her finger into his rectum and rubbed hard against the muscles. His anal ring was wrapped tight around her finger, but it was so slick that it couldn’t do anything to keep her out. She began to plunder his ass hole; her finger moved faster until it matched the speed of her hand that stroked his cock. If only she had one more hand, she could’ve milked his balls. But, she wouldn’t let him cum yet; it would be her mouth that brought him off. “Do you like my finger in your rectum, Ethan? Your sphincter is so tight.”

Ethan was confused, the finger didn’t hurt, but it was a bit uncomfortable and strange. As long as she stroked his cock, he didn’t care what she did. “Yes, it feels good,” he told her.

“You’re going to like this even better.” She pulled her finger from his ass hole, but it felt like his muscles were reluctant to let go. She’d teach him when he cums; her finger would massage his prostate as he came in her mouth. She wanted him to get used to being touched back there.

Ethan was shocked when he saw her pink tongue slip out of her mouth as she leaned over his cock. One hand held it straight up in the air, her hand gripped the shaft so tight that it wouldn’t move. Then, he felt her hot breath on the head of his cock and he held his breath as her tongue began to run over the head of his cock. He felt the juices begin to leak out, sending shivers of pleasure in his balls. She lapped up the cum that leaked out, but she didn’t grimace as he did from the taste. It was as though she liked it. Her tongue circled it, and then, it ran under the thick head. It touched him in a place that was so tender, and if her hand didn’t hold his cock so tight, it would have slipped out of her grip. “EEEHHH!” It felt like her teeth bit his cock, not hard, but it made him jump from the unexpected harshness, but his cock leaked more juices in spite of the strange pain he felt.

Ursula leaned over the head of his cock and opened her mouth wide. She slowly engulfed the head until her lips trapped it just beneath the helmet. Her tongue went to work lashing at the head and making it wet with her spit as she began to suck him into her mouth with powerful suction.

She pulled his cock into her mouth with sheer force, her cheeks hollowed and the head and part of the shaft slipped through her silky lips. Her tongue was tireless, racing all over his cock with such pleasure. Her head began to move up and down, as his cock moved through her tight, luscious lips. He couldn’t control the juices that flowed out, but she didn’t seem to mind it, a smile on her face as she sucked his cock.

Her hand reached down and began to pump his balls, knowing he wouldn’t last long. She’d teach him stamina soon enough as the novelty wore off. She heard his rapid breathing, and his muscles grew taut. She released his balls, and her fingers slowly moved down to his ass hole. She felt his body try to rise up, but the tight bondage kept him vulnerable, and soon, her finger found the tight muscle of his anus. He cried out as soon as she probed him; her finger pushed in hard and deep just as her mouth did the same thing. The head of his cock banged at the back of her mouth, but she backed off the slightest as her finger twisted and turned in his ass hole to massage the fighting muscles and stretch him in places that had never be touched from the outside. She finger-fucked his ass hole in sync with her sucking mouth, and she soon had him cumming.

Ethan couldn’t believe what she did to him; it felt so good, even the finger in his ass wasn’t as disconcerting as he expected when she first penetrated him there. It was slick and moved in and out with ease as his tight muscles clenched around it as though he enjoyed it. He almost did, but it was her mouth that he enjoyed so much. It was as though her powerful suction drew the cum from his balls. His cock jerked in her mouth, but her tongue was always near to rub over it. He felt it again, and his head exploded at the same time his cock exploded. He was sure that she’d spit him out once he started cumming so profusely, but she made her lips tighter around the shaft and even her tongue wagged over the tip as he came. He saw her cheeks begin to balloon out, sure it was his cum that filled her mouth, but she didn’t let a drop spill. He came repeatedly, and he could see her throat start to move. She had to be swallowing it. How could she do that? He could barely stand the taste from a little bit, never mind a mouthful.

It had been over ten years since she sucked a cock, but she never missed a beat, instinct took over. She made him cum in her mouth in minutes, and she savored every drop as she swallowed it. She’d make sure that Ethan acquired the same taste, not only for hers, but also his. He finally finished erupting in her mouth, and she slowly ran her tongue over his cock until she sucked every drop from his balls and cleaned his cock. When she pulled her mouth off his cock, she kissed him, making sure his cum was still on her lips, and her tongue ran his cum into his mouth. She finally broke the kiss. “I see you liked that too.”

“Yes, I can’t believe you drank it all down.”

“You’ll learn to savor the taste of cum, Ethan.” She’d take her time to arouse him once again; this time, she’d show them why they were both so different.

Ethan never felt as relaxed as he did now, in spite of being bound to a chair naked. Not even when the chair was lowered in the back and he found his head low down and his legs high up. She hovered over him, looking down at him.

“Relax and do what I say, Ethan. I’m going to show you the difference between you and me.” She straddled his head, her legs on each side spread wide. She was afraid she would drip on him she was so wet. Her fingers reached down to her pussy and gripped her wet lips. She began to pull them apart as Ethan’s stared up at her pussy with such astonishment in his eyes. “You have a cock that sticks out, Ethan. This is my pussy.”

It was so strange to see. When she pulled back the puffy lips of her slit, the inside was pink, but also, it was damp, the light shone off the glistening skin. He looked for a place where she might cum as he did but didn’t see anything. She continued to pull her lips apart wider until she was completely exposed.

Her finger ran farther down her slit until she got to the opening of her pussy. She spread her legs wider as two fingers slipped through her lips, and with each finger on the opposite side of her opening, she began to pull it open and expose the dark, mysterious hole.

“What is it?” It looked like he could peer into the very depths of her soul. Her fingers held a hole open wide, but it was so dark but also wet.

“That is where you put your cock, Ethan.”

“Will my cock get swallowed up inside it?” He worried about what would happen if he did. He liked it better when she stroked his cock and made him cum.

“Yes, but it’ll feel good. I’ll tighten my muscles on your cock, and it’ll feel better than my hand doing it. You can push your cock in and out, and it will feel so good as it gets rubbed by my pussy.”

He wasn’t sure exactly how it would work, but it did sound interesting and she didn’t lie to him yet. Her hand and mouth gave him such pleasure. A tighter hole than her mouth could only be better. “Okay, but how do I get my cock in there when I’m in the chair like this?” He couldn’t keep his cock from growing harder as the thought of it being rubbed once again excited him. Can I do this all day?

“I’ll show you, but first, you have to get me ready for you, just as I did for you.”

“But I can’t move my hands.”

“Then, you’ll have to use your mouth and tongue. Can you do that for me, Ethan? I want you to lick and suck my pussy.” She didn’t wait for an answer, none needed. Bound, he couldn’t stop her from doing anything to him or making him do anything. She lowered her body down until she felt his face hit her between her legs. “Stick out your tongue for me, Ethan.”

He hoped that she didn’t taste as bad as he did, but she swallowed all his cum, so the least thing he could do was do the same to her. His tongue pushed out between his lips, and the minute it touched her pussy, she pushed down harder. He felt her pussy lips encase his tongue, and he began to move it. Her juices tasted a bit like his but not as thick or acrid. It wasn’t that bad, so he began to explore her pussy with his tongue. He wished he could do it with his hands, but she moved her body back and forth so he could touch all of it. He felt her wetness increase, and she moaned softly as his tongue wagged back and forth in her slit. Did she grow excited as I did when she took me in her mouth?

“OOOH, yeess, Ethan, thattttt’s sooo good.” After ten years of no pleasure, her body grew aroused so easily, and she couldn’t deny that his tongue, though inexperienced, was doing all the right things in the right places. She kept his tongue away from her clit, at least for now, but she leaned back and her fingers opened her pussy. “Stick your tongue in my hole, feel what it’ll be like when it will be your cock in there.” It felt like a miniature cock entered her pussy, and his tongue moved back and forth as if it fucked her. She couldn’t wait any longer. Her finger went to her clit, and the second she touched it, her body exploded. She gripped his head to rub his tongue urgently up and down her slit as her orgasm rolled through her body like a freight train. It was as though ten years of abstinence was drained from her body onto his tongue.

He felt her body grow taut and knew she would cum, just as he did. His tongue continued to rub and lick her, hoping to give her the pleasure that she gave him. She cried out loudly, and then, his face was flooded with her juices. It shocked him for a moment, but she grabbed his head and pushed it up and down her slit as her body trembled in pleasure. She was almost as profuse as he was, though she didn’t shoot out far, but she was abundant. His lips, tongue, and face were coated with her slick juices, and his mouth began to fill with the taste of her cum. It didn’t taste bad, good thing since he couldn’t stop her if he wanted to. She humped his face for a long while as she moaned. It took a few minutes before he felt her body calm down, and it took another few minutes before she moved her body away from his head.

“Thank you, Ethan. I needed that after ten years.” She still felt unfulfilled, wanting a cock in her pussy, but she and Michael had agreed that they wouldn’t fuck the men or the women, not yet. Though there were no restrictions on oral sex or masturbation. They would wait until they landed on the planet where all of them would learn the pleasure of a cock inside a pussy.





Chapter 5: The Others





It took Michael longer since he had eight women to indoctrinate and Ursula only had four men, but she found the men more than willing to lick her in exchange for her taking them in her mouth and using her experienced hand to stroke them into raging erections and powerful orgasms.

Ethan was the first, but then, she moved onto Logan, Ryan, and Caden. She never had that many men so quickly, so she never had realized how different they could be when they were lined up and easy to compare.

Ethan had a bit of arrogance in him, like Michael, he was more impressed with his cock than anything that Ursula had to offer. It was only after she showed him the pleasure he could receive from her did he become more enthusiastic.

Logan

Logan had dark brown skin and his body was every bit as muscular as Ethan’s body. Logan had shaggy jet-black hair that Ursula trimmed, with a chiseled face and a schoolboy smile. His cock wasn’t as thick as Ethan’s organ, but what he lacked in girth, he made up in length. His cock was like a spear. Logan was astonished at her when he first saw her, even forgetting that he had an erection that was huge compared to what he had between his legs when he was only ten. He was so interested in her, that Ursula had him lick her and make her cum even before she showed him her skills with his cock. Once he felt her hand around his cock, he relaxed and lay back while she shaved him completely bald. It was only when her hand stroked his cock and her fingers gently squeezed his balls did he cry out in pleasure. His first load of cum shot up over a foot before it came back down, Logan amazed by his power. He was disappointed when his cock lost some of his hardness, but with Ursula’s mouth, she coaxed him back to greater hardness again. Then, she used all her oral skills, and she had many, to make him cum again, though she did tease him for a long time. Her mouth never left his cock as he shot his load of cum. She surprised him by French kissing him to give him a taste of his own cum, but that didn’t seem to deter him.

Chloe

Michael relished each day with a new virgin. They were all so naïve but one didn’t seemed as impressed with his cock as the others were Chloe. Another, Bella was outright rude and condescending. The others worshipped his cock, or at least it felt like that to him. Chloe was the last girl he had and the least impressed. Maybe it was his imagination; after all, the others couldn’t take their eyes off his cock when they saw it or their hands or mouth when his cock was presented to them. Chloe was the smallest, about five-three, sandy blonde hair that he cut short because it framed her face better that way. She didn’t have large breasts, but they were ample enough to distract Michael with making her nipples hard and throbbing. She did have a great ass. He paid special attention to it, to the detriment of Chloe. She didn’t like the attention, especially when his fingers rubbed her pulsating anal bud, but bound in the chair, she had no choice but to suffer under his rude probing of her virgin anus.

It took a bit to coax her into taking his cock into her mouth. He pushed his fingers into the corner of her mouth until he could pry it open wide enough to slip the head of his cock through her silky lips. She was reluctant to suck his cock, but that didn’t bother Michael. Bound, her mouth was open and available and he took advantage of it. Because of the way she fought to keep his cock out of her mouth, he never pulled his cock out once he got it in. She sucked him for long minutes, very long minutes. He enjoyed when she choked or gagged on his cock, but he made all the women choke. It made him so much harder. He stared into her eyes as he readied to cum. Chloe had no idea what would happen, and he heard her muffled cries as he jetted his thick cum into her mouth. She gagged on his profuse juices, but he refused to pull out, stroking his cock with his hand to coax more cum into her reluctant mouth. She had no choice, swallow, or choke to death. She swallowed, though not by choice. He watched her throat move as his thick crème slowly sank into her gullet and saw the grimace on her face, as she tasted his pungent cum. Even when he finished cumming, he left his cock in her mouth; his bouncing semi-hard cock jerked on her tongue and dropped the last few precious drops on her tongue.

Hailey

Hailey was the only redhead among the men and women. It broke Michael’s heart to shave her pussy of the fine, red hairs that covered her mound, but for now, he wanted everyone to be shorn clean. She was hypnotized when she saw his cock for the first time. As she got out of the bed, her gaze never strayed from his cock. When she was fully out, her hand reached down and clutched the shaft with such familiarity. Michael stood there, astounded as she explored his cock with her fingers, detailing every bump, vein, and ridge on it from his balls all the way to the head of his cock. He watched as her finger ran over the tip of his cock and enticed some cum to leak out. Her fingers rubbed together as she explored the slippery, hot cum, but she surprised Michael when she tasted it as if it were a fine wine to be savored.

Michael would wait to get her into the chair and shave her. He put his hands on her shoulders, but it didn’t take much for her to go to her knees in front of him. She stared at his cock only inches from her mouth as her fingers tried to contain the throbbing cock that bounced in pleasure. She never did it before, but with only a slight tap on the back of her head, he soon felt her hot breath blow on the head of his cock, and then, he sighed loudly in pleasure as her tongue began to explore his cock with the same urgency her fingers had done. She stroked his cock, squeezed his balls, and licked the head of his cock before she took him into her mouth. She sucked his cock as if that was her purpose in life and put all of her efforts to please him, even though she never did it before. The only time that she was shocked was when he came. The first jet filled her mouth, but she was so startled that she took her mouth off his cock, but she held it in front of her face, her mouth open and her hand stroked his cock until her soft skin was covered with his milky white cum. When he finished, she licked his cum from his cock and her tongue scooped up the cum from her face and swallowed it.

When Michael took her to the hold, instead of strapping her down on the chair, he placed her on a table, on her hands and knees. He spread her legs and began to explore her body from behind. She rested her head on the table submissively, her ass pushed up high, and her legs spread wide to show all of her virgin treasures. She didn’t move to get away as Michael showed her the pleasure that his mouth and fingers could extract from her untrained body as she moved sensuously to his touch.

Michael made her cum once then went in front of her. She saw his cock and her mouth opened wide again and took him in. He put his hands on the sides of her head, not to force her, but to guide her on pleasing him, and she did. This time, when he came, she never pulled off his cock, though Michael suspected that she enjoyed having him cum on her face. He went back behind her again once he got his pleasure and drove her to another orgasm. When he tongued her ass hole, her ass pushed back harder onto his waiting tongue as his fingers played with her pleasure button until she came. His finger replaced his tongue in her ass, and he felt the gentle contractions of her ass muscles on his finger as she came again.

Ryan

Ryan was like Ethan, he couldn’t take his eyes off his cock, staring in awe that this massive organ was connected to him. Even when Ursula released the straps that held him down, he didn’t get out. He made his cock twitch and bounce, and once he found the secret to make it move, his hand ran down to inspect it intimately from the leaking head all the way down to his heavy ball sack. His body was covered with thick black hair, wiry hair between his legs and on his chest. It took Ursula a long time to shave most of it off, and Ryan seemed disappointed that it was gone, but his attention was drawn to his newly shaved groin and his throbbing erection. Ryan had inquisitive eyes as if he sought out deeper meaning in all around him. Once he got over his own body, he paid special attention to Ursula’s body and all the nooks and crannies that his mouth and fingers could explore as if she were some toy for his amusement. He’d fit in nicely with Michael’s plan.

The first time Ursula stroked his cock, she could see it in his eyes as the pleasure built up. Her fingers coaxed the cum from his balls as his brown eyes opened wide in pleasure, but she didn’t finish him off; his hand slid down to stroke his cock the same way he watched Ursula do it. He relished all the cum that shot out and coated his fingers, and he had no reluctance to put his wet fingers in his mouth and taste his own bodily fluids.

Addison

Addison had a stunning body, almost six feet tall; the tallest of all the women, with brown hair that Michael let hang long enough to cover her full breasts to tantalize his eyes. Her lean body moved so sensuously even when she walked as if she were making love every moment of her existence. Her legs were long, and Michael couldn’t wait to feel them wrapped tightly around his ass to pull him into the hot depths of her cunt as she fucked him back with as much passion as the way he would fuck her.

She was a very sexual woman, though she didn’t realize it. It was as though she was made for the role she would play in Michael’s world. Once Michael presented his cock to her, she couldn’t take her hands off it. Michael didn’t have to show her anything; it was as though she had possessed an innate skill. Her delicate fingers brought such joy to his cock, and she was the only one that played with his ass hole without any coaxing. Her fingers touched him there with such a naïve innocence and wonderment. Before long, her tongue licked his cock without any coaxing by Michael, and soon, her mouth devoured his cock. She took it deep when she knew he was pleased by what she did, even going so far as gagging on it to please him. She was surprised like the others when he came in her mouth, but there was no unpleasant look on her face, and she gobbled up his cum as though it was the finest meal she ever had. Even when he finished, her mouth was reluctant to release his cock.

Michael played her body like a fine instrument after all the attention she gave him. He finally untied her and released her to enjoy all he did to her. Her body moved to the pleasure of his mouth and fingers, and nothing he did could dampen the pleasure that raced through her body. He made her cum twice and she deserved it. Not even when he shoved a finger up her ass when she came the second time could quell the pleasure that raced through her body. He couldn’t wait to show her the pleasure of having a cock inside her or to feel the way she would reciprocate. He was sure that she’d be just as cooperative if and when he took her anally.

Zoe

Zoe surprised Michael. Instead of a woman, it was as though she was still the young girl that was on Earth. She looked at everything through immature eyes and didn’t fully understand her mature body as if it belonged to someone else. She had green eyes that looked out at the world with such innocence. She was confused by his cock, unable to comprehend what it would do. Michael paid close attention to her body, exploring it intimately as she lay bound for him. Zoe wasn’t afraid of his touch, even when he stroked her intimately. She took it as a game that he played with her. Not even his mouth and tongue could provoke any protest from her mouth. When she came for him, she screamed out the loudest and the longest. It was as though her orgasm never ended. His tongue never rested until her body slumped in the chair in pleasurable exhaustion. Like Addison, Zoe didn’t mind his fingers on her anus, and in her case, not even his tongue that pushed into the clenching hole could take away the innocence from her.

He pushed her chair she was bound in back deep until her head was lower than her feet. He straddled her head, legs on each side as he slowly pushed the head of his cock toward her mouth. Her eyes devoured his cock, but not in fear, but wonderment, when he made it move. He ran the head over her sweet lips, and her tongue came out and licked the leaking fluids he left there. The taste didn’t bother her as her tongue swept it up into her mouth. Her lips parted, and the head of his cock slowly slipped into the hot depths of her mouth. “Lick my cock,” he urged her, and she obeyed without question. “Tighten your lips around my cock,” and it felt like a thick rubber band sealed her lips around the shaft of his cock.

“Take my cock down your throat,” and she did, but not without gagging, but she never struggled as the head of his cock was compressed into the tight hole of her throat. Her throat muscles rippled so delightfully on his cock, and Michael could see the outline of his cock in her neck, or he thought he could. He didn’t have to tell her to swallow his cum; she swallowed without any reluctance. There was a peaceful look on her face when he jetted in her mouth for the first time as though she knew it would happen and she desired it as much as he did.

Caden

Caden was somewhat a mystery to Ursula. He was the smallest of the men, looking like more of an intellect than the others. His eyes only looked at his cock for a second, and then, they moved to Ursula, but there was puzzlement in his gaze. She noticed that as he watched her, his cock lost some of its luster, not as hard as when he first awoke but still hard; after ten years it would be natural to be in that state. He didn’t have the girth or the length of the other men, but that never slowed down Ursula. She knew some men that were smaller, but they paid more attention to the women they were with instead of only seeking their pleasure.

He liked it when she put him in the chair, even when he was bound as if he no longer had any control of his body. His erection came back when her fingers moved over his cock to shave him, and her slightest touch made him leak out profusely. She saw how excited he became when she touched him, so she shaved him slowly and deliberately. She soon had him breathing heavy and his cock throbbing. When she shaved his cock, she pushed the chair up higher until his ass hole was exposed. She saw the tiny brown star of his anus open and close as if it were pulsating. None of the other men did that. She ran the shaving cream over his anus slowly, more so than needed, but Caden’s ass began to move slightly from side to side as if she wouldn’t see it. She used the razor to cut the tiny hairs with such care and precision, paying extra attention to running the sharp razor over his anus in spite of none of the hairs there. She finally finished, but she took her time wiping off the cream and then used an oil to rub into his flesh. Her fingers played over his anus as she reached between his legs to grab his cock. She had to bend it backward, but his cock got so much harder when she did that. She began to stroke his cock as her fingers rubbed his anus. She pushed the tip of her finger onto the center of his anus and began to apply pressure. She expected him to fight her, but instead, it was as though his ass opened up and sucked her finger in. She felt his muscles clench on the tip of her finger as it pushed into his rectum. She stroked his cock faster as she twisted her fingers in his ass hole. It took only seconds before he came, screaming out loudly as he spewed his hot white cum all over. She could feel his ass muscles clench on her finger as if it was a cock that he was milking. She didn’t take her finger out of his ass even when he finished cumming, but Caden seemed content.

She straddled his body and made him lick her, but he did it reluctantly, seeming to lose attention until she aroused him back. She finally came, but it wasn’t her best or anything close to the best. She reached down to his cock, and she felt it grow harder again. She stroked it with one hand as her other hand reached between his legs and clenched on his balls. Her fingers dug tightly into them as Caden’s ass tried to rise up in the chair, but the straps held him tight. She twisted her fingers on his balls, and as she stroked his cock, she noticed it grew harder and longer. She worked over his cock, this time harder, making sure her fingernails dug into the soft flesh of his cock and squeezed his squirming balls until he squealed. Yet, his cock grew harder. Her fingers released his balls, but two fingers slipped between his cheeks to seek out his anus. She felt his buttocks relax as her fingers touched his anus. She took him suddenly, flicking two fingers into his anus and stretched his anal ring wide. His ass shot up as her fingers impaled his ass hole, but there was no cry from his mouth. She twisted her fingers and plunged them in and out of his ass while she stroked his cock. She saw the look of pleasure on Caden’s face. It didn’t take much longer until she made him cum, feeling his ass muscles clench tightly on her probing fingers. When he finished and she withdrew her fingers from his ass hole, his anus reluctantly closed.

Ursula made him lick up all his cum, just as some of the other men did, but then, she did something more. She made him lick her fingers that were in his ass hole. He did it without reluctance, almost relishing the job. She knew that Caden was going to be a problem for Michael, but she would make no mention of it to him. Let him find out what she suspected.

Kylie

Kylie had the body of an athlete, supple flesh, long legs, slim waist, and small breasts. She looked as though she had run marathons for the last ten years instead of being confined in a bed. She wasn’t the most beautiful woman of them all, but she was still attractive. She looked at his cock with puzzled eyes, but when he let her touch it, she explored it with such vigor and pleasure for Michael.

When they went to the hold, instead of the chair, Michael decided to test out her supple body with good old fashion rope. He was pleased with the results, and Kylie took to it as if it were the most natural thing. After being strapped into a bed for ten years, Michael guessed that it probably felt natural for her.

He enjoyed it when he had her arms bound over her head and he rolled up her body until the only part visible was her upper body, her shoulders almost touched the ground. Both of her legs were thrown over her head and tied down, her ass and pussy the highest point and with the spread of her legs, it left all of her open and available to him. He shaved her with such precision until she was as bald as she was when she was put into the bed ten years ago. He used warm oil on her flesh and had her moaning in pleasure in minutes as his fingers stroked places that had never been touched before. Then, he went about the pleasurable job of licking and biting her sex, from her pleasure button all the way to her anus. Her moans of pleasure grew louder as his cock grew harder. His face was covered with her juices by time she came, exploding on him like a water balloon. He lapped up her nectar.

Then, Michael rebound her, this time on her belly, her arms pulled behind her and tied to her ankles until her back was bowed deeply. He tied her long brown hair to her feet so it pulled her head up and kept her erect at just the right height for his hard cock. He rubbed his cock on her face and lips and leaked a trail of his cum on her silky lips. She kept her lips clenched tight. Michael suspected that he could eventually entice her to open her mouth to take his cock in, but he had a new device that he was dying to try out, and this proved to be a convenient time.

Twenty years ago, they used dental retractors, spring-loaded gags or O-rings to keep a reluctant mouth open, but Michael found an advanced engineered device, though he was sure that its original intention wasn’t this. It was made of a material that almost felt like human skin. Once inserted through the lips, the moisture in the mouth ignited a chemical chain reaction that made the material expand. It was calibrated before each use for the maximum size of the opening, as it would result in the mouth being torn open if it wasn’t calibrated correctly. Once opened wide, a cock could easily slip through her lips and the material would adjust to make it just tight enough to accommodate the cock. It was a brilliant concept that Michael hoped would work the way he was promised.

Kylie’s body was bound tightly, but after that unbelievable orgasm, she could not deny Michael anything. At least until she saw his cock in her face. It was too big. She knew she should take him in her mouth after he licked her until she came, but she couldn’t get enough nerve to do it. She had stroked his cock with her hands, but in her mouth was something much different. Her fingers had coaxed out some of his juices and they were hot, sticky, and thick. There was no way she could take that in her mouth. She felt his fingers pry open the corner of her mouth, and she expected his cock to enter the slight opening, but instead, she felt something else. It was soft and pliable and it molded to her lips. Then, she felt it move, more like grow, forcing her mouth to open wider. Michael was in front of her, holding his big cock, but he made no attempt to put it in her mouth. Her mouth opened wider, feeling the corners of her mouth stretch wider. Panic began to set in as it continued to open, and Kylie feared that her mouth would be torn. Michael didn’t look like he had any control over it, and she feared the inanimate object wouldn’t stop until it was too late. Her body shook, but bound as she was, it was futile. Then, she felt relief as it stopped, but her mouth was opened so wide that drool began to run down her chin. “GGGLLUGGH!” That was the only sound that came out of her mouth.

“I think you’re ready, Kylie.” Michael hefted up his cock, placed it on her lower lip, and felt her tongue flutter beneath it as his cock pinned it to the bottom of her mouth. He pushed his cock in further until the head was fully contained and then he waited.

She felt the hot flesh of his cock on her lips, and then, she tasted the tart, salty flavor of a drop of his cum land on her trapped tongue. It permeated her mouth as if it was a gallon, not a drop. That is what she feared, the foul taste. She felt the device in her mouth begin to move, fearing it would stretch her mouth open wider, but it did the opposite. Some of the pressure was released and her lips began to close slightly. She realized its purpose when her lips began to snuggle around the shaft of his cock until she trapped it tightly. She could feel his cock jerk and shudder in her mouth from her tightly clenched lips, and she was rewarded with more drops of his cum.

“Pull your tongue out from beneath my cock and swish it over the head. Savor the taste of my cum as you will soon have mouthfuls of it to contend with and you’ll swallow every drop of my cum before you are finished.”

Her mouth was already stained with his foul juices, so she had no choice but to comply and try to end this misery. Her tongue slipped out from beneath his cock, but as soon as it touched the head of his cock, it shot up to the roof of her mouth and bounced back down again. Another drop of his cum was deposited on her tongue. She began to run her tongue over his cock, swishing across the smooth head and lapping up the juices that her tongue elicited from her touch.

Michael took his time taking her mouth. Her lips were so tight around the shaft; it felt like a thick rubber band caressed it with care as her tongue worked its magic to coax out more cum. She was so good that he jetted a small amount of his cum onto her tongue, as he struggled not to cum fully yet. Then, he began to use his hips to fuck her mouth, taking her deeper with each thrust. Bound the way she was, she couldn’t back off, destined to take his cock as deep as he desired, and he desired deep. He never pulled his cock from her mouth as he mouth fucked her. He held her pinned against him as he jerked his hips from side to side so he could slowly impaled her throat with the thick head of his cock. He felt such pleasure as her tight throat compressed his cockhead until it slipped into her throat and he felt the tremors of her muscles that tried to fight out the intruder. Her mouth opened wide when she gagged and choked, her throat opened at the same time to allow him to feed more cock into the tight passage.

Kylie didn’t know how he held out this long. Males must have this ability to hold back, she knew that when he licked her, she couldn’t control her own pleasure; he did it, forcing her to cum as though she were a trained animal for his pleasure. It had to be fifteen minutes or longer, her throat rubbed raw, but he held out and she was sure that his cock grew harder and bigger the more time passed. She tried to use her tongue to end his pleasure, even though she knew the outcome that she would have his cum in her mouth, but he still held out. Then, she felt a change in him. His body grew rigid, almost as if it had spasms. Then, he cried out. She expected him to leak more cum in her mouth, but she never expected what did happen. Her mouth was flooded with the thick, pasty cum. Her cheeks ballooned as she tried to contain it, but he shot again, and she knew what she had to do. She gulped, swallowed and choked furiously, some of it went slowly down into her gullet, but he wasn’t finished. She swallowed quicker, afraid of choking to death if she didn’t. By time he finished, she could feel his warm cum in her belly.

“Lick my cock clean and I’ll take it out.” Her tongue worked vigorously to appease him. He finally pulled it out and released the contraption from her mouth. “I enjoyed that, Kylie. I hope you did, too. There will be lots more cum for you to swallow.”

Gabriella

With only two women left, he still hadn’t used most of the strange, futuristic sex toys and bondage devices that he and Ursula had packed in the crates. They were reserved for when they arrived on Odin and they could devote the time to experiment with the men and women. All of them were still virgins by design; the final act would be taught to them once they all had a future on the planet surface, even if it might only be for a year.

Gabriella was next, and his cock rose to the occasion when he saw her. Like the others, it was the first thing she saw, his cock, and she had the same look of puzzlement but also the awe at his mighty weapon. He helped her out of the bed, and as they walked to the hold, his hand couldn’t help but caress her firm buttocks. She looked at his hand when he first touched her there, but then, she took to it as if it was the most natural thing for him to do.

He enjoyed shaving her as her bound body squirmed in the chair and her juices flowed freely. Her eyes were wide open in surprise at her own response. He looked into her eyes as he licked his lips to get them wet. He kissed her belly and smelled her sweet arousal. She began to moan when his tongue ran down her naked pubes until he found the full lips of her pussy. He opened them up, blowing gently on the soft, wet inner flesh as her body shivered in lust.

“No, no, noo,” she cried out, but there was no conviction in her protest as she felt the pleasure race through her untrained body from his tongue. She had masturbated once before she was placed in the bed, and she knew the pleasure that her fingers could bring her, but it was nothing like this. She saw how different Michael was from her, even though she didn’t fully understand what a male did different than a female, but he had a large protrusion sticking out where she had none. Yet, he knew where her pleasure button was, or he found it by accident. He sucked, licked and gently bit it, something her own fingers couldn’t excite as well as he did. He had to know how to pleasure her as her arousal increased. She didn’t know how much longer she could last or if she wanted to resist him. She felt a finger push into her pussy and stretch her hymen, she knew enough that if he busted it, she’d no longer be a virgin, but she didn’t know what that meant. Do I have feelings inside that could be touched and stroked just like the outside of my pussy? She finally came, her head and body exploding in such pleasure. She was ashamed after her orgasm when she saw his face covered with her juices, but he didn’t seem to mind. He licked his lips and gathered up her nectar as if it were a fine wine or food.

Michael tried something different with Gabriella. He untied her from the chair. He stood in front of her, took one of her hands, and placed it on his cock. Her fingers curled around the shaft when she felt it jerk in pleasure as though it was the most natural thing to do. His hand was still on her hand, so he moved it up and down once and that was all that was needed.

She felt the hot flesh of his cock beneath her hand, surprised that it was so hard and responsive. It moved with just the slightest provocation, and she had to grip it tight to keep it from escaping. Michael made her hand slide along the shaft, and she felt his cock respond to her touch, so she continued to stroke it even as he moved his hand away. She explored it with her eyes and hand, from the head that looked like a big red hat that sat on the end, all the way down the gnarly shaft with thick veins. She stroked it a few times before her other hand reached down and cupped the wrinkled sack that hung beneath his cock. She could feel something heavy in it, two of them, as she hefted them. His cock jerked again, so she knew he liked it so she clenched it gently as her other hand stroked his cock. She was rewarded with drops that leaked out the head. “Did I make you cum?”

“No, you just excited me. Much more will come out when I do cum.”

She saw the way her hands made his cock grow longer and thicker, so she continued to stroke him in order to please him. She thought nothing of it when his hands went to her shoulders and pushed down. She sank to her knees, his cock now at a convenient height for her to see it better as she stroked it. It didn’t take her long to realize that she could do what he did to her. Her tongue rolled out of her mouth, and she held his cock up with one hand as she slowly licked it. It almost got away from her, the contractions so powerful from her tongue. Not even the tart, salty drops that she licked off the head could dampen her enthusiasm. “Can I put it in my mouth?”

“Oh, yes, please do, Gabriella.” Michael struggled not to cum when her hot mouth and tight lips engulfed his cock. He didn’t have to do anything or tell her anything, she took to sucking his cock as if it was the most natural thing and she had done it a dozen times. He would’ve liked to feel it in her throat, but he wanted her to do everything. She took it to the back of her mouth and choked once, but that didn’t deter her from doing it again. Her tongue worked magic on his cock, and soon he couldn’t hold back his pleasure any longer.

She was surprised when he came in her mouth. It was so much and thick and salty, but she didn’t want to ruin it for him, so she swallowed it without being told as he continued to fill her mouth with more cum. He had licked and swallowed her cum, so she would do the same for him. It was a lot to swallow it all, but she did it, even gathering up the last drops with her tongue before she pulled her mouth off his cock. “Did you like that?”

She had said it so naïvely. “Yes, Gabriella, I enjoyed that so much. Once we land on Odin, I’ll show you how much my cock will love being inside you.”

Would he put his cock in my pussy? He was so big, and her pussy felt small. She’d have to stretch wide to take him in, but she didn’t fear it, she relished the opportunity to show Michael how well she could pleasure him. “You are big, but I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”

Bella

Bella disappointed Michael when he opened up her bed. He stood there proudly, his cock at full mast, his hand brought it to attention before he opened the bed. Bella was beautiful, full lips, pert nose, and small eyes. She had freckles, but they did more to enhance than distract from her beauty. She had full breasts and perky nipples that stood up erect like Michael’s cock.

She opened her eyes and looked at Michael for the briefest of moments before she gazed at her body. The minute the strap around her waist was released, her hand slid over the firm plane of her belly and her fingers rushed through her dense bush as if probing what was there. Bella saw her large breasts, and when her hand went between her legs and found thick hairs, she knew she was no longer ten years old. She was glad. Her fingers explored her pussy, just as they did secretly in her bed before she was put on this platform. Now, she found her pussy lips much more pronounced, and when her fingers went in between the full lips, she found soft, silky flesh that grew wet the moment she touched it. She knew where it was, so her finger rose to the top of her slit, and then, she was pleasantly surprised when she found her pleasure button much bigger and the slightest touch of her finger over it made it rise up and she felt the familiar tingling between her legs. She’d love to masturbate now, but there was another person standing over her and she was still lying in the pod. She started to get up and accepted the hand to help her. She was surprised that hand was harsh, not soft like the other women. Then, there was the other obvious difference. He had something huge growing between his legs. She wondered how he stood up so straight with the heavy protrusion sticking out. He could barely contain it; she saw it bounce up and down as if he had no control over it.

She ignored him standing there as he watched her; sure she was going to masturbate with him standing there, before she finally started to get up. He helped her out of the bed, but she said nothing. She not only had nice tits, but a nice ass also. Michael was always an ass man.

“I’m Michael.”

“That’s an odd name. Where are the other women that put me here?” She refused to look at his protrusion.

“They didn’t come on the mission. There are seven other women from your group, along with my co-captain, Ursula. In addition, there are four other males and myself, I’m the captain of the mission,” he said proudly, but she still wasn’t impressed.

“What’s a male?” She didn’t understand this mutation of a human. What sort of planet did we land on?

“A male is like you, but we have differences, as you saw.”

“Are you from another planet?” Was the mission taken over by aliens while they slept?

“No, we’re males from Earth. We have always existed, you weren’t allowed to see or hear about them. We did it by design.”

“Can you walk with that thing?” She said it with disgust. It was a silly notion that she never saw them before or heard about them. There must be something inferior about them.

“Of course, it’s called a cock.”

“It sounds as bad as it looks. Are all male cocks like that?”

“No, mine just happens to be very large and hard.”

“I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to make fun of you. I’ve known other people that are deformed, and I’m sure you’re normal in every other way.” She didn’t know why they would put a deformed male in charge of this mission.

“It’s not deformed! Most men wished their cocks were like mine!” She didn’t understand anything. He grew angry and frustrated.

“I’m sure they do.” Males must be an inferior race in intelligence. How could they wish to have such a large appendage stick out and dance uncontrollably in front of them? Bella hoped the other women were like her. At least there were more women than males and one of them was the co-captain. She must be the brains of the mission. They probably brought this one so the rest of the males on Earth wouldn’t feel left out. She was sure that males were an endangered species.

“Let’s go,” Michael hurried her along. Even his cock lost some of its hardness, Bella wasn’t very appeasing to him at the moment.

She followed him to the hold, and she saw the chair. She looked at him and wondered what he would do. He was bigger than she was with large muscles in his chest and arms, as well as his legs. He seemed well developed for his species, and she feared that he could overpower her with his strength. He said he was captain of the mission, so she’d have to mind her manners at least until she could find the woman that was the co-captain.

“Sit in the chair.” His voice was firm, and he was surprised when she got into the chair, but she didn’t look afraid or worried. He made short work of binding her hands so she couldn’t fight him.

“You didn’t have to do that, I wouldn’t move.” It scared her the first time when they put her in the bed and secured her, but she came out okay, so it didn’t bother her that this one did the same. She was grown up now, so she would try to act that way. She was smart; she’d learn what she had to do once she met the other women. It didn’t even bother her when he tied her legs and spread them. Her only regret was that her hands were bound and she couldn’t masturbate. She felt sorry for him; he had nothing to touch to give him pleasure.

Now that Michael had her bound, he smiled and his erection came back. He gathered up what he needed to shave her. When he rubbed the crème on her pubes, she didn’t say anything or do anything. When he started to shave her, she just watched him with such intent in her eyes. He saw her smile when he rubbed the oil into her full pussy lips as she laid her head back and sighed softly.

She liked these males. They must have been made to serve women; this one did it well. She was glad he rid her of the hairs; it spoiled the view of her pussy. She could see it plainly now and was impressed by her full lips. She hoped the other women were shorn like her and just as naked. When he rubbed oil on her mound, she lay back and let him serve her. His fingers peeled back her pussy lips, and she could feel his breath so close. His fingers rubbed the oil in the soft inner lips, and it felt so good. He must have been trained well by the other females, because he knew exactly where her pleasure button was and his fingers rubbed it the right way to arouse her. He did it better than she did. Maybe, they keep the men around to arouse the women.

“Yes, you do it well, male,” she said when she felt his tongue begin to lick her. “Oh, yes, so good, you serve me well. Can you make me cum?”

He felt like a servant that was made to service her pleasure. He bit her pussy lips, but even though she cried out, her juices flowed freely. He sucked on her clit, dragging it out so far that he thought he would tear it from her body, but she moaned louder and her juices flowed down between her thighs. Not even his tongue on her anus could dampen her arousal.

“Oh, you bad male, lick me there, yes, that’s so good.” She had never touched herself back there, but now, she wondered why not. His tongue felt so good, just like a small finger that was trying to enter her there.

He bit one of her buttocks to punish her, but she only cried out in pleasure. No matter how hard he bit or rubbed, she loved it. He had to end this. He licked her clit until he felt her responding, knowing she wouldn’t last much longer. He pushed a finger into her hot, tight ass hole, but she cried out louder in pleasure. Then, he felt her cum on his face, and she was as profuse as any man was. By time she was finished, his mouth and chin was covered in her juices.

“Thank you. You do that so well. I’ll tell the others of your skills. I’m sure you’ll find yourself in demand among the women in spite of that large protrusion.” She had never cum like that before. Males had great skills in pleasing women; no wonder the women let them on the mission.

“It’s a cock! Not a protrusion. Women love it!” Michael yelled loudly.

“Yes, sorry, of course they do,” Bella tried to calm him. He seemed so upset. Males might have strong bodies, but they had delicate intellect and were easily offended. She’d have to make sure that she didn’t offend this one again.

“I’ll show you.” Michael was finished with this one; he’d let one of the other men show her what a cock would do for her, but he wouldn’t let her loose until he showed her how a male came.

He stood over her, lowering the chair so her face was just below his large protrusion. She had hurt him with her words, so she didn’t say anything, afraid of making it worse. Obviously, she didn’t understand the fragile male, so she wouldn’t say a thing until she could talk to the other females. Bella hoped that they could explain the male usefulness and delicate mental balance. She saw him grab that big protrusion. A cock, she’d have to remember that, he got offended when she didn’t stare at it in awe. He began to stroke it with one hand, his fingers curled around the shaft and slid up and down. She tried not to laugh at his cock. It looked so funny, like some stick character with a big red hat on the top and a bag of potatoes that hung down beneath it. He seemed to enjoy it, but he stared into her eyes. She knew she had to say something. “Oh, your cock is so big and your hand is so expert at stroking it.”

It was about time she appreciated his cock. He felt the familiar tingle of pleasure and increasing hardness as her eyes stared in disbelief at his greatness. He rubbed the shaft on her face, but she didn’t jerk away, letting him have his way with her. He should shove it in her mouth and choke her with it, but he would shame her in a different way.

At least his cock was warm blooded, though it was so hard as if it were petrified. He rubbed it on her face as if she liked it, but she allowed him to do it. He stroked it faster and ran over the smooth red head on the tip and she saw drops of something sparkle in the light. If he came, he wasn’t very profuse; Bella could barely see the few drops.

Michael enjoyed rubbing his cock on her face, but he needed to cum now and show her. He stroked his cock faster, his hand slid up and down as his pleasure increased. “Yes, yes,” he cried out, and he began to spew his cum onto her face.

It surprised her at first when she saw the white juices shoot out the end of his cock. It landed on her forehead with a thick thud, the juices warm but thick; it barely moved on her skin. He seemed so pleased with himself as he cried out and came that she didn’t say anything as he continued to stroke his cock and force more of his cum out. He dumped more on her face, but she waited patiently for him to finish, not wanting to offend him anymore. It took him a couple of minutes, but he finally could only get a few drops out of the head, and then, he lost his enthusiasm, as well as the length and hardness of his cock. By the time she was unbound from the chair, his cock wasn’t a large protrusion, more of a limp piece of flesh, but at least it stopped moving uncontrollably. Males were such strange creatures as she wiped his juices from her face. She was glad that was over, hoping she’d never have to go through it again.

* * * *

Michael had everyone lined up in the control room. The women were on one side, the men on the other. All of the men sported nice erections, the women were standing at attention, firm breasts pushed out proudly, and shorn mounds glistened with faint traces of wetness. It was time to prepare for landing on Odin.

“We’ll land on our new planet Odin within six hours. This’ll be the last time we’ll be together like this until we land. You’ve had a chance to see all the females and the males in our group of fourteen. We are the future of Earth, so don’t forget that. The landing will be rough, but we’ll persevere. We didn’t spend ten years in hibernation to fail.”

“We’ll be strapped into our chairs for landing. I’ll release the two pods first so you will feel a sharp jarring sensation and rocking of the command module as they are disconnected. Shortly after the last pod is ejected, I’ll shoot four of the booster rockets to send us into our descent for landing. The command module will pick up speed, and depending on the atmosphere, it will grow warm inside as the heat builds up outside. Don’t worry; the heat shields will keep us safe.”

“The long-range sensors found us a suitable site for landing; it should be level enough, but we won’t be sure until we actually touch down. The electromagnetic field is strong out here, so we couldn’t get an accurate picture of the planet surface. Once we set down, the scanners should give us better pictures of our new home, its terrain, and makeup of its atmosphere.”

“Ursula and I have been piloting modules for more years than you’ve lived, so you’re in good hands. We’ll see this baby down without a speck of damage. It’ll be our home until we can explore the planet and set up outposts. Everyone will have a job. It won’t be all work; there will be time for pleasure as you have already seen. Ursula and I have much to teach you all. Now, get to your chair and strap in. You’re about to have the ride of your life.”

Everyone strapped in and Michael could see nervousness among some of them, but most of them trusted Michael’s word that he would guide them safely to their new home. He hoped he wouldn’t let them down, but he knew they had a 50/50 chance of a successful landing. Anything could go wrong, and if the module was damaged in the landing, their lifespan would be sharply limited. He hoped that wouldn’t happen. There were eight virgins that he waited to pluck their innocence after they landed.

It was soon time for their landing. He turned to Ursula. “Eject pod one.”

The command module shook like it was coming apart as the heavy pod on one end suddenly was free. Michael heard a gasp from one of the women but didn’t have time to see who it was. “Eject pod two.”

Ursula pushed the button; this time, the jarring was more pronounced, and it felt like the command module boomeranged up as it lost the heavy weight of the last pod. The command module finally settled down. “She’s done, Captain. We’re on our own.”

“Get ready for booster burn.”

“Ready, Captain.”

“Booster burn one.”

Ursula pushed the button, and she could feel the booster came alive.

“Booster burn two.”

The next one lit up, and Ursula could feel the command module pick up speed.

“Booster burn three.”

So far, all three had lit up and the command module increased the g force on the crew.

“Booster burn four.”

Ursula pushed the button and felt the booster come alive, and then, she felt the command module shutter as if in a death grip. The last booster had shut down. She pushed the button again as Michael looked at her. She heard the swishing sound of the booster as it tried to ignite. She held her breath, and then, suddenly, it felt like the command module was propelled out of a pistol.

“All four boosters are on line, Captain.”

“Hold onto your hat, Ursula.”

Michael and Ursula spent the next twenty minutes making adjustments as they closed in on Odin’s surface. The outside temperatures of the heat shield was over four thousand degrees centigrade and climbing, though they had been rated to over 4,500 degrees centigrade, that temperature had never been reached in an actual test. It was all hypothetical.

If anyone could’ve seen the command module from Odin, it was a pretty sight to see. It glowed a deep red as the heat built up on the module’s shields as it began the descent onto Odin. The landing zone was a crude, flat spot just before a rugged ridge of spiked rocks that shot up a thousand feet in the air. The landing spot was smooth from over a hundred miles in the sky, but within two feet of it, the spot was anything but smooth. It was littered with rocks, some just pebbles, others as big as a Volkswagen Beetle.

It was dark as the module came close to the surface, but the superheated module lighted up the sky as it blazed across the sky toward its final destination. Within minutes, it would touch down or blow up into a fiery ball of flame. Michael’s vision of a perfect bondage colony would begin or would never be known to anyone, including him.

“Great working with you, Ursula,” Michael whispered to her so the others wouldn’t hear.

“You too, Michael. Don’t worry; we’re going to do this. I have so many virgin men that I have to show how to pleasure me. I wouldn’t want to disappoint them.”

“I have twice as many female virgins that looked in awe at my cock. It wouldn’t be right for them not to feel my magnificence inside them.” That was the last words as the command module skimmed ten feet above the surface as it dropped suddenly to the ground.

To be continued in Book 2.





In commemoration of publishing 50 novels, I hoped you enjoyed this free novel. This is the first book of a series titled Intergalactic Bondage Colony. Book 2, New World Order, is available now. It continues the saga of the fourteen men and women that set out on a new planet to establish a New World Order, a male-dominated society where bondage is used to instill submission.

Michael and Ursula soon find out that the eight women and four men they nurtured for this society might not have the characteristics or disposition they hoped they would have. The planet is new and inhospitable, but so are the members of the group. Can Michael and Ursula’s expectations be satisfied, or will the New World Order have to change to accommodate the unexpected?

Odin is an unforgiving planet, strange plants do strange things, and hidden dangers are in every corner of the planet. The eight women and four men are tested by Michael and Ursula. Unable or unwilling to stop Michael and Ursula from their goals, they submit, with futuristic toys and furniture used to test their abilities and temperament. Some may find the life idealistic; others may revolt under the firm hand of Michael and Ursula. The closely-knit group has no choice but to work together to survive, but the undercurrent of defiance lies simmering beneath.

As they explore the planet, their frailty is revealed by the dangers that lurk, real or imagined. Is their life destined to be dominated by Michael, or is there something else that will dominate them all, including Michael?





