the hell do I get out of here? Where was here?
“No,” I whispered as my eyelids started to feel heavy. I tried not to close my eyes, but it was no use. Exhaustion from having been sexually teased then experiencing several climaxes had tired me, but the command from the professor to sleep was something my mind could not ignore as I drifted off into a peaceful sl umber .
Phase 2 – Contract Exp l ained
How long I slept, I’ll never know, but when I woke up, I felt absolutely wonderful and more refreshed than I’d felt in...well, ever. You would think sleeping on a table would have been more than a little uncomfortable, but it didn’t seem to affect me in the least.
I swung my legs off of the table and stretched my muscles , my back popping in several places. Although I’d had a restful sleep, it was quite disconcerting not to have clothing.
Mind you, I’m not a prude; I walk around my apartment naked, and I have...no, had a boyfriend , so I was willing to get naked with a man ; but, like any woman, I prefer at least a little clothing when talking to others.
Here, I had nothing. There was no hiding at all – not even behind a chair or table . Even my neck felt naked …and so did my back. I reached to touch the nape of my neck and was horrified to discover the lack of hair covering it. Oh , my G od, the bastards had cut off my beautiful hair! It had been cut in a bob. Damn them! I’d never felt so exposed and violated. I didn’t even have pubic hair for crying out loud!
I began to search the room in earnest for an exit, running my hands over as much of the surface of the walls and floor as I could reach. Incredibly, the small room seemed void of creases or indents for doors .
Every single surface was smooth; there were no outlets or windows, no air vents or decorations of any kind. How were the grays entering and leaving the room?
Frustrated, I turned around to sit on the table once more only to discover it had disappeared as well. I never even heard it move, yet, it looked as though it had never been there at all.
A voice behind me made me jump. “Human woman,” said the professor, “it is time for sustenance.”
I turned around , and he was suddenly there holding a tray of food. I peeked around him, but still found no door. Crossing my arms over my breasts, I said, “I’m not hungry.”
He took a few paces toward me then set the tray on the floor. “If you eat, I will tell you about Phase 3,” he bribed.
By now, the scent of bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes, and maple syrup had wafted its way toward me. Dammit, it did smell delicious , and my stomach growled in response.
“Is it poisoned?” I asked and then felt immediately ridiculous for even asking. Sure, Sid, your abductors are going to tell you they poisoned food , and then you’ll definitely eat it.
“No, human woman, poisoning you would be count er-productive.” He motioned to the floor for me to sit, “Relax, enjoy your breakfast , and I will explain what happens next.”
Food was a decent distraction from my nakedness. I sat on the floor in front of the tray and ate until I was stuffed. It was a s wonderful as it smelled. The entire time, the gray simply stood a few feet away from me, watching my every move and never saying a word.
After I finished the last swallow of juice, I asked, “ I want to know who you are before you tell me anything else. ”
The professor stared at me with his huge black eyes but remained silent. Now, I was getting angry. “I said, who are you?” I asked in a raised voice.
He held up his hand and stated, “I am conferring with my colleagues as to the depth of information I can offer.”
Hmm...so this guy isn’t the head honcho after all. He’s some lackey sent to deal with the prisoner.
“ We ar e a nomadic race who specialize s in acquiring certain kinds of property. Our customers require specific types of merchandise , and we search the galaxy to meet their requirements. You will find that,
“No,” I whispered as my eyelids started to feel heavy. I tried not to close my eyes, but it was no use. Exhaustion from having been sexually teased then experiencing several climaxes had tired me, but the command from the professor to sleep was something my mind could not ignore as I drifted off into a peaceful sl umber .
Phase 2 – Contract Exp l ained
How long I slept, I’ll never know, but when I woke up, I felt absolutely wonderful and more refreshed than I’d felt in...well, ever. You would think sleeping on a table would have been more than a little uncomfortable, but it didn’t seem to affect me in the least.
I swung my legs off of the table and stretched my muscles , my back popping in several places. Although I’d had a restful sleep, it was quite disconcerting not to have clothing.
Mind you, I’m not a prude; I walk around my apartment naked, and I have...no, had a boyfriend , so I was willing to get naked with a man ; but, like any woman, I prefer at least a little clothing when talking to others.
Here, I had nothing. There was no hiding at all – not even behind a chair or table . Even my neck felt naked …and so did my back. I reached to touch the nape of my neck and was horrified to discover the lack of hair covering it. Oh , my G od, the bastards had cut off my beautiful hair! It had been cut in a bob. Damn them! I’d never felt so exposed and violated. I didn’t even have pubic hair for crying out loud!
I began to search the room in earnest for an exit, running my hands over as much of the surface of the walls and floor as I could reach. Incredibly, the small room seemed void of creases or indents for doors .
Every single surface was smooth; there were no outlets or windows, no air vents or decorations of any kind. How were the grays entering and leaving the room?
Frustrated, I turned around to sit on the table once more only to discover it had disappeared as well. I never even heard it move, yet, it looked as though it had never been there at all.
A voice behind me made me jump. “Human woman,” said the professor, “it is time for sustenance.”
I turned around , and he was suddenly there holding a tray of food. I peeked around him, but still found no door. Crossing my arms over my breasts, I said, “I’m not hungry.”
He took a few paces toward me then set the tray on the floor. “If you eat, I will tell you about Phase 3,” he bribed.
By now, the scent of bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes, and maple syrup had wafted its way toward me. Dammit, it did smell delicious , and my stomach growled in response.
“Is it poisoned?” I asked and then felt immediately ridiculous for even asking. Sure, Sid, your abductors are going to tell you they poisoned food , and then you’ll definitely eat it.
“No, human woman, poisoning you would be count er-productive.” He motioned to the floor for me to sit, “Relax, enjoy your breakfast , and I will explain what happens next.”
Food was a decent distraction from my nakedness. I sat on the floor in front of the tray and ate until I was stuffed. It was a s wonderful as it smelled. The entire time, the gray simply stood a few feet away from me, watching my every move and never saying a word.
After I finished the last swallow of juice, I asked, “ I want to know who you are before you tell me anything else. ”
The professor stared at me with his huge black eyes but remained silent. Now, I was getting angry. “I said, who are you?” I asked in a raised voice.
He held up his hand and stated, “I am conferring with my colleagues as to the depth of information I can offer.”
Hmm...so this guy isn’t the head honcho after all. He’s some lackey sent to deal with the prisoner.
“ We ar e a nomadic race who specialize s in acquiring certain kinds of property. Our customers require specific types of merchandise , and we search the galaxy to meet their requirements. You will find that,
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