satindesire
Queen of Geeks
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Since 2024, human beings are no longer the top of the food chain. We've been...outcast. Thrown from our mighty pedastals onto the cold hard realization that We Were Not Alone.
In the year 20018, Nasa's space station Amberdex had it's First Contact with a race of bipeds who had been watching Earth for...quite some time. They were humanoid, and had taught themselves human languages by absorbing our TV and radio broadcasts.
The world greeted them as heros. After all, an advanced humanoid race would certainly have 'the cure for cancer' and the answer to free energy. A way to rid our air and water of pollution and give us a sorce of power to run our society without the need for oil...wouldn't they?
They gave us science, and medicine, and art and music. They gave us ways to grow food to feed billions. And then...
When we least expected it. They claimed us as thiers.
Their race was male-dominated, and these men had grown to find humans quite...tempting.
It was the beginning of all our worries. I think we'd take cancer and floridated water over this collar any day.
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I woke when a boot prodded my ribcage. The wall of my sleeping quarters came into focus suddenly when my arm was grabbed and nearly wrenched from it's socket, my feet smacking the cold floor.
"Wake up! It's time for your morning calesthinics."
An hour of running, push ups, and anything else our strict quartermasters could devious up...Boot camp wasn't half as exausting as this.
But then, I had a show to win. If I wasn't in my best physical form, I'd lose. And only God knows what he's do to me if I did.
"Seventy six! Seventy seven! Seventy eight! Come on, dammit, you're slowing down. Move! Move! MOVE!"
We were to them what toy poodles were to us, thirty years ago. Except the fact that most dog owners didn't fuck their dogs. Ew. What a thought.
"Ninety! Ninety one! Ninety two! Ninety Three!"
The sharp smack of his plastic baton on my calf alerted me to greater speed. He knew just how and where to hit without leaving a mark. Bruises would cost points.
"You hurt me...*pant* and I'll make sure *pant* that Davis knows about *pant* what you did *pant!*"
"Shut your hole and get to the showers. His First wants you in the obedience class in five minutes."
There was no degree of monogamy in part of the males in this society. Males were...numero uno. They had no wives...the closest thing to it were their "firsts". Basically women whose only purpose in life was to bear him as many children as possible. Barring that, they were barely better than us.
She hated me. Probably because I was noctournally visited by Davis more often than she was. Probably because her womb was still barren. Probably because....Oh hell, I don't even know. Or care. She was a raging bitch. Roseanne on a 365-day Period.
The shower felt like heaven. I enjoyed every minute of it.
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(Author's OOC notes)
Feel free to jump in as any sort of character you please. Wether you're a human slave, a human quartermaster, an alien Overlord, or a First, it's all up to you and how you prefer it. A few things I do ask, though. If you are playing a human male, you'll probably be a quartermaster instead of a slave, seeing as how slaves are barely thought of as anything but expensive sex toys that you have to feed.
I'd like to see a few Overlords with slaves in this storyline. I think it would really add to the complexity of the thread. Please email or PM me with questions and have a good time. Post length is two paragraphs minimum.
In the year 20018, Nasa's space station Amberdex had it's First Contact with a race of bipeds who had been watching Earth for...quite some time. They were humanoid, and had taught themselves human languages by absorbing our TV and radio broadcasts.
The world greeted them as heros. After all, an advanced humanoid race would certainly have 'the cure for cancer' and the answer to free energy. A way to rid our air and water of pollution and give us a sorce of power to run our society without the need for oil...wouldn't they?
They gave us science, and medicine, and art and music. They gave us ways to grow food to feed billions. And then...
When we least expected it. They claimed us as thiers.
Their race was male-dominated, and these men had grown to find humans quite...tempting.
It was the beginning of all our worries. I think we'd take cancer and floridated water over this collar any day.
***************************************************
I woke when a boot prodded my ribcage. The wall of my sleeping quarters came into focus suddenly when my arm was grabbed and nearly wrenched from it's socket, my feet smacking the cold floor.
"Wake up! It's time for your morning calesthinics."
An hour of running, push ups, and anything else our strict quartermasters could devious up...Boot camp wasn't half as exausting as this.
But then, I had a show to win. If I wasn't in my best physical form, I'd lose. And only God knows what he's do to me if I did.
"Seventy six! Seventy seven! Seventy eight! Come on, dammit, you're slowing down. Move! Move! MOVE!"
We were to them what toy poodles were to us, thirty years ago. Except the fact that most dog owners didn't fuck their dogs. Ew. What a thought.
"Ninety! Ninety one! Ninety two! Ninety Three!"
The sharp smack of his plastic baton on my calf alerted me to greater speed. He knew just how and where to hit without leaving a mark. Bruises would cost points.
"You hurt me...*pant* and I'll make sure *pant* that Davis knows about *pant* what you did *pant!*"
"Shut your hole and get to the showers. His First wants you in the obedience class in five minutes."
There was no degree of monogamy in part of the males in this society. Males were...numero uno. They had no wives...the closest thing to it were their "firsts". Basically women whose only purpose in life was to bear him as many children as possible. Barring that, they were barely better than us.
She hated me. Probably because I was noctournally visited by Davis more often than she was. Probably because her womb was still barren. Probably because....Oh hell, I don't even know. Or care. She was a raging bitch. Roseanne on a 365-day Period.
The shower felt like heaven. I enjoyed every minute of it.
*******************************
(Author's OOC notes)
Feel free to jump in as any sort of character you please. Wether you're a human slave, a human quartermaster, an alien Overlord, or a First, it's all up to you and how you prefer it. A few things I do ask, though. If you are playing a human male, you'll probably be a quartermaster instead of a slave, seeing as how slaves are barely thought of as anything but expensive sex toys that you have to feed.
I'd like to see a few Overlords with slaves in this storyline. I think it would really add to the complexity of the thread. Please email or PM me with questions and have a good time. Post length is two paragraphs minimum.
