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  <> he said, pausing in his tutorial. <>

  “Sure.” It took all of Katie’s willpower to limit herself to muttering under her breath. “Well, isn’t that convenient?”

  <>

  And so the lesson went on. Or what counted for one, at least. There wasn’t much to it, when it was all said and done. Wash hands, retrieve sample tube, try not to think about the fact you were jerking off a stranger with lube that smelled exactly like hand sanitizer, return jizz-filled tube to its slot, rinse…

  …and repeat.

  Despite the simplicity of it, Katie’s heart was hammering when the time finally arrived. It was more than just seeing the limp, hairless cock up close, or the claustrophobic way Ambassador was peering over her shoulder. There was more to it than that.

  It wasn’t that she was a virgin—an underwhelming thirty seconds at a senior prom after-party had seen to that. But apart from some wandering hands during a few late night makeout sessions, the only dicks she’d seen in real life had been at a bachelorette party she only sort of drunkenly recalled. Which meant that, as best she could remember, Katie had never actually given a handjob before.

  Taking a deep breath, Katie reached out with trembling fingers and touched it. The skin was soft and warmer than she remembered. But she’d also never seen one that wasn’t attached to a horny guy, so the rubberlike flexibility caught her off-guard. In fact, she was so distracted playing with it that she failed to notice the man’s shrouded head rise from his chest.

  All at once, the man began to thrash. Katie leapt back with a yelp, glancing up at the man’s unseen face but unable to tear her gaze away from the sight of his flaccid member flopping about. She waited until the man’s struggled ceased, but the instant she tried to touch him again, the violence began anew.

  “This isn’t going to work,” she complained, turning to Ambassador. “He can’t see me, right? He must just think it’s you.”

  Ambassador stared back at her, his expression unreadable. After a moment, he reached out and touched a small panel several inches above the man’s shoulder. At his touch, several illuminated buttons appeared in a halo surrounding the man’s head.

  <> he explained. <>

  “So, I can choose whether he hears or sees me?”

  <>

  “Gee, thanks, Doc.”

  <>

  Katie steepled her fingers and pressed them thoughtfully to her lips, a split-second before the smell of alcohol reminded her of where they had just been. She dropped them immediately, wiping her lips on her shoulder in disgust.

  There was no way she could stand the embarrassment of being looked at. Even by a stranger, someone she’d almost certainly never see again in her life. Hell, she even untagged herself from bikini pictures on Facebook, no matter how cute she looked! To be seen naked would be absolutely unbearable.

  “Let him hear me,” she said.

  Ambassador’s tentacle split into a half-dozen narrow tendrils, swirling about on the controls in a nearly hypnotic fashion. Immediately, the opaque bubble encircling the man’s head began undulating. The color changed as well, from black to silver and finally to a pale whitish grey. Then the changes stopped.

  “Can he hear me?” Katie asked, glancing between Ambassador and the man. “Can you hear me?”

  “Hello?” answered a voice. It emerged from the hood strangely muffled, as though they were speaking from across a large room and not less than a meter away. “Who are you? Where the hell am I?”

  “You didn’t tell him?” Katie demanded, momentarily scandalized.

  <> Ambassador reminded her. He gestured at each of their heads with a slight snappiness that suggested he was affronted. <>

  “Oh, right. Um, hi there,” she said, returning her attention to the man before her. Somehow, knowing he could hear her made his nudity far more embarrassing than it had been. “My name’s Katie. What’s yours?”

  There was a pause.

  “Brian,” the man said at last. “Katie, where am I? Why can’t I see? Why am I naked?”

  She took a deep breath.

  “This is going to sound crazy,” she said. “And, honestly, I don’t really understand it myself. But… we kind of… got abducted by aliens.”

  Another pause, then the sound of laughter trickled through the hood.

  “This is some kind of prank, right?” Brian said. “You’re with Kappa Psi? Who paid you to do this? Was it Benji?”

  Katie’s fingers had already been trembling and the shaking only grew worse. She felt like crying, though she couldn’t quite put a finger on why. Before she knew what she was doing, she’d folded her hands over her mouth again, only this time she didn’t have the energy to remove them. It took more than a few seconds for her to collect herself.

  “That’s right,” she lied, forcing herself to smile despite the tears beginning to well up at the corners of her eyes. “But, um, I need to collect your seed. So we can save the human race.”

  “Sounds good to me, babe!” Brian laughed again, shrugging as best his restraints would allow. “But tell Benji that if I see this video online I’m legit going to murder him.”

  As the tears finally began to leak down Katie’s cheeks, she looked at Ambassador and began to gesture silently. Only once the hood around Brian’s head had returned to its previous blackened state did she release the shaky, half-sob she’d been holding in.

  “You bastards,” she growled. “This is cruel.”

  <>

  “No shit.”

  Furiously biting the inside of her lip to stop the tears from falling, Katie stepped up in front of Brian once more. She’d thought that just being a voice to him would make it easier, but somehow she imagined it would have been better to endure the man ogling her. He was just a college kid, wrapped up in something he’d never asked for.

  And worst of all, her lies had done the trick. Rather than the flaccid member he’d had moments earlier, Brian’s manhood had stiffened somewhat. He grew harder as she coiled her fingers around the base and began to lubricate his shaft with the thin layer of pungent solution still coating her fingers. Though she barely knew what she was doing, apparently it was good enough. Within a minute, his cock was rigid and twitching in her grasp.

  Terrified of missing her chance, Katie hastily wiped a hand on her bare thigh and retrieved the alien test tube. Lining it up, she eased the tip of Brian’s cock through the narrow entrance and did her best to ignore the slippery sound of suction as it tightened around his head. Though she suspected it would have remained, she kept one hand on the tube while the other pumped urgently at the base of the man’s shaft.

  It soon became apparent that she’d prepared too soon, though it was impossible for her to tell whether it was because of her inexperienced technique or because Brian was deliberately holding out on her. In either case, her arm soon began to grow tired—a fact worsened by the angle at which she was forced to stroke him. From the look of him, Brian was close to a foot taller than she was, which placed his erection at the worst possible angle for her to do her job. An underhanded grip made her shoulder ache, while the reverse….

  Sighing, Katie sank slowly to her knees before him. Under other circumstances, it might have been humiliating, but between the growing pain in her arm and her impatience to be done dr
ove such thoughts from her mind. The hard floor wasn’t exactly comfortable for her knees, but they didn’t call it a job for nothing.

  And, much as she loathed the entire situation, the painless position gave her mind a chance to wander. Given the choice between the junk in front of her and the alien bastard beside her, it was an easy choice to make. Katie’s previous encounters with men hadn’t really lent themselves to close inspection of the goods and she wasn’t the sort of girl to spend her free time watching porn. Which meant that, as much as she might deny it, a small part of her was thrilled by the chance to satisfy her curiosity.

  Brian wasn’t particularly large or small, at least if her limited experience was anything to go off of. But there was still something bizarrely fascinating about the chance to study his cock up close. She’d never had the chance to appreciate the network of small, almost invisible veins that covered the length of a man’s shaft, or the way his balls dangled and yet rose with each subtle thrust of his hips against the slick pressure of her hand. Or even the way—

  Brian shuddered suddenly, throbbing powerfully in her grasp. He arched against his restraints, cock swelling and balls contracting as he drove himself deeper into the specimen tube. Unsure what else to do, Katie continued to squeeze the base of his shaft in a clumsy effort to milk him dry. She could hear him cumming, the repeated splatter of seed-in-plastic unexpectedly loud in her ear.

  And then, it was done. Katie stood cautiously, wincing at the pain in her knees. She kept a tight hold on the tube, easing it slowly free of Brian’s member and watching curiously as he gave a few final spasms on the way out. A thin string of cum stretched between his cock and the lip of the container and Katie shuddered as she scraped it against the opposite side of the lid.

  Feeling dirtier than she’d ever felt before, even on the night she’d lost her V-card, she returned the sample to its assigned place. A deep, wearied breath escaped from her lungs and she turned to look at Ambassador.

  The alien’s features were unreadable as always, but Katie couldn’t help imagining a certain smugness to his unspoken voice.

  <>

  Compelled

  The Human Ranch

  Volume Two

  By S. L. Hadley

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  Katie lay on her bed, exhausted as always. She was naked too, as always. And, as always, she stared numbly up at the dark, featureless ceiling.

  She’d been here a week and Katie already felt like she was losing her mind from boredom. Of course, even the week was a mere estimate without a clock. The only thing she had to judge the passing of time was sleep, work, and the nutrient injections Ambassador administered.

  Things had gotten so bad that she was even looking forward to the next round of handjobs. Sure, it was still a degrading experience, but at least it provided welcome relief from the monotony. Plus, in a bizarre sort of way, it was somehow empowering to see man after man groaning and squirming at her slightest touch. It was a sort of human interaction. Even if horny men being milked to orgasm didn’t make for the best conversation partners, they were loads better than the alien.

  Which only made Katie more ecstatic when the lights came on and she stepped into the hall and spotted Ambassador escorting three naked, terrified-looking young women toward her.

  With a squeal, Katie launched herself at the nearest girl, a curly haired redhead who couldn’t have been older than nineteen, and wrapped her up in a furious hug. The girl’s breasts pressed against hers but, rather than feeling awkward, Katie had never in her life been more grateful to touch another human being.

  “Thank God!” she whispered. “Thank God, thank God, thank God!”

  The girl kicked suddenly, struggling free of Katie’s embrace.

  “Who are you?” she demanded. “What is this? Where the hell are we?”

  Katie gave her a brief, reassuring smile then glared at Ambassador. She did her best to pour all her frustrations out through both her words and her scowl.

  “You didn’t tell them?” she said.

  Ambassador’s perpetually blank face didn’t change but his tentacle-like arms swayed in what she imagined was a shrug.

  <> he said. <>

  Katie’s glare did not waver. “You want me to do your dirty work? Guess I should be used to that by now.”

  <>

  “Just keep the damn doors unlocked,” she interrupted. Turning her attention back to the frightened women, Katie adopted a comforting grin and nodded to each one in turn.

  All three of them were shaking, arms folded shyly in front of their unclothed bodies. Only one looked to be her age, the other two young enough to summon Katie’s long-dormant big-sister instincts.

  “I know you’re scared,” she said. “I was too. But you’re going to be okay. No one is going to hurt you.”

  “Where are we?” the redhead asked again. She glanced at Ambassador from the corner of her eye.

  “Space,” Katie said. She nodded toward the alien. “This ugly bastard is called Ambassador. I’m Katie. And, weird as it sounds, we all got abducted to be part of some… endangered species program.”

  The women stared, each one growing pale in unison. The sight made Katie wince inwardly. Should she have built up to that part? Not that it really mattered. If she’d adjusted, the others would too.

  “What are your names?” Katie asked.

  The women looked at one another, none willing to speak first.

  Katie sighed and pointed at the redhead. “You. What’s your name?”

  The girl flinched at being addressed and eyed Katie with nearly the same level of resentment she’d aimed at Ambassador. The expression caught Katie off guard, but she held her ground.

  “Carli,” the girl said at last. “With an I.”

  “Carli with an I,” Katie echoed, ignoring her continued glare. She turned to the other youngster, a pretty, dark-haired, Asian girl. “What about you?”

  The girl stammered a bit before squeaking out a timid, “A-Amber.”

  The last girl, the blonde about Katie’s age, didn’t wait to be addressed. Instead, she made a rude gesture in Ambassador’s direction and growled. “I’m Zoey.”

  Katie liked her already.

  “Great,” she said. Leaning against one of the walls, she made a shooing motion in Ambassador’s direction. “You can leave. I’ll take it from here.”

  Ambassador merely stared at her.

  <>

  Rolling her eyes, Katie threw up her arms in an exasperated gesture that was only partly for the trio’s benefit.

  “Well, that’s rude,” she said. Stepping forward, she placed herself directly between the alien and the women, winking at them as if sharing a secret. “That’s better.”

  The girls continued staring, though a ghost of a smile appeared on Zoey’s face. The sight of it warmed Katie’s heart. She wouldn’t have to worry about that one. The other two, though…

  “There’s no easy way to say this,” Katie continued. “These alien bastards think humanity’s going to die out so they brought us here to help a bunch of dudes get off.”

  A stunned silence filled the hall, broken only by a sudden whimper from Amber. Far from abating, the girl’s trembling had worsened and her eyes were swiftly filling with tears.

  “What are you talking about?” Amber nearly shrieked. “You mean sex? I can’t—this can’t be happening! There’s no way! I can’t!”

  Before the girl had a chance to completely lose herself to hysterics, Katie rushed forward and wrapped her in a tight hug. Unlike Carli-with-an-I, Amber did not pull away. Instead, she buried her face against Katie’s breast and began to sob.

  “No, n
ot sex,” she assured her. Glancing at the other two as she stroked the teen’s hair, Katie grimaced. “We just have to jerk them off. Kind of nasty, but you get used to it. Don’t worry, they can’t even see you.”

  “This is sick,” Carli snapped, stomping past Katie to gesture furiously at Ambassador. “Do you hear me? I’m not doing this! You sick alien fucks can go straight to—!”

  Before Katie could blink, Ambassador moved. The suddenness of it took her breath away and she pressed Amber’s face tighter against her chest to block the view.

  One of Ambassador’s tentacles had seized Carli by the throat and pressed her against the wall. The redness of the girl’s face, now practically the same shade as her hair, made Katie think for a moment that she was choking. But, a second later, the sound of Carli’s panting alleviated that particular fear.

  <> Ambassador said, the calmness of his psionic voice somehow more frightening than if it had sounded angry. <>

  It took Katie a second to recover her voice.

  “Carli,” she said, voice hoarse as though she was the one with the tentacle around her neck. “I need you to trust me for a bit, okay? Just do what he says. Everything’s going to be fine.”

  Carli nodded desperately, fingers clawing futilely at the alien tendril. There was terror in her eyes. It lessened only slightly as Ambassador released her. Scrambling away, she scurried to Zoey’s side and hid there with the body language of a cornered animal.

  “Will they ever let us go?” Zoey asked quietly. Out of all of them, Katie included, she seemed to be the least affected by Ambassador’s sudden violence. She never took her eyes off the alien, though, even as she asked the question.