Collared! Rue had no
idea where the metal collar around her throat came from. It was simply there
when she awoke, and there seemed no way to remove it.
The Lamerians were a
warrior race. Tall and powerful, their job was to keep the Realm safe from
marauding rogue spaceships. But the Lamerians were dying. Their few remaining
women could produce only male children. For the warriors with unquenchable sex
drives, to be without partners for their whole lives spanning many centuries
was unbearable. Androids were hardly satisfying, and finding near-compatible
lifeforms from the many alien races of the Universe rarely produced more than a
poor compromise.
The decision to
harvest the females on Earth as sex pets was taken with some apprehension.
Surely these small, weak creatures from a primitive planet could never endure
the sexual demands of the huge, powerful warriors, nor adapt to becoming sex
slaves far from the comfort of their homes?
Varpin shook his
head. “I disagree. I think we’ve made a wise choice with this species, and I
bet we’ll see a lot more warriors commissioning them when they see the results.
I think we can both readily agree they are the most visually appealing species
that has ever been available to us.”
The rest of the
quick shuttle was made in silence, with only the sound of Rue and Dawn sobbing
quietly. They docked with the warship, and the warriors finally resorted to
throwing the women over their shoulders to keep them from choking on their
collars when their feet would not move.
When Rue began
thrashing to get away, Isari smashed his hand down on her bottom and she
yelped. She was petrified as the giant bounced her on his shoulder through the
corridors of the battleship. Rue tried to be quiet after his large hand smacked
her bottom leaving a heated, stinging print across both cheeks.
When the other
warrior began leading Dawn down a separate hall, the terrified woman began
screaming. “Rue? Oh god, Rue?”
Rue began wailing.
“No, put me down.” She began pounding her fists on the big man’s back and
yanking his swinging hair. His hand came down on her bottom again and she
shrieked.
“Be still,” Isari
growled. “Now.” If Rue could have seen his face, she would have seen that he
was smiling. His feisty commission was going to be envied by the other
warriors, and Isari hoped some would see them while they made their way to his
quarters.
Several of his
comrades did take notice when their Commander strode through the hall with the
blonde furred commission pummeling his back. They looked at their sturdy, meek
Alidans of larger size, and questioned why the fun of training them had lost
its allure so quickly. The large species sat quietly on their haunches, numbed
by their training quickly, and remaining quiet and accommodating for decades.
Isari swiped his
hand over the door lock and he tossed Rue onto the carpet. She scrambled into a
corner and crouched down with her hands wrapped around her folded legs. The big
man frightened her into quivering silence, while he sat in a chair and studied
her. The warrior was calculating whether or not to send her to the pets’ cages
in the bottom of the ship until they reached planet, after her marking.
Oh, my god. He’s
huge. Rue studied the warrior, and despite her terror she felt a shadow of
desire building. This was a man she would not be able to control, and the
uneasy recognition of the man in her dream passed through her thoughts. He had
black cuffs with strange symbols embroidered into the leather, wrapped around
his wrists and massive upper arms. The expanse of chest visible from the opened
vest looked smooth, and her fingers rubbed together as she imagined what it
would feel like to caress the bronze skin.
“Come here, pet.”
Isari pointed to the carpet in front of him. “I have to get those security
restraints returned to Harvesting.”
Rue was scared to
death of the big man, but the thought of having the restrictive metal bindings
removed had her slowly crawling forward. There would be no way to escape with
them on. She trembled when she got near him, and she squeezed her eyes closed when
he reached out. She opened them again when she felt the first wrist cuff pop
open, and she watched him touch his thumb to the other one. It folded back on
an invisible hinge.
Isari watched her
wide brown eyes studying the simple device. It reminded him that the species
was extremely primitive, and that most of his technology would seem
incomprehensible to them. He took advantage of her distraction by handing her
the collar to study, and he was pleased that she had an inquisitive nature that
was lacking from some of the other species deemed suitable for warriors. Most
of them were dully compliant and mere receptacles for whatever warriors
desired.
Isari and Varpin had
both been extremely pleased with the reports on their pets from Harvesting.
Isari had no doubts that Ebby had personally handled their testing so he knew
that the results were accurate. Other than a short warning that the species did
not have tough skin or a thick bone structure, she sounded cautiously
optimistic that the pets would work out.
Rue held the collar
that had altered her life. She still could not see how it had latched because
the two opened ends were smooth. She ran her fingers around the inside,
searching for the barbs that had shocked her. When she glanced up, the man was
inches from her neck with another collar. This one looked like it was made out
of the same black leather-like material of his pants. She drew back and he
grabbed her hair. “Easy, pet,” he said calmly.
Rue threw the metal
collar at his head and scrambled back. “I’m not your fucking pet,” she
screamed. Getting to her feet, she bolted to the door and searched wildly for
the missing door handle. “Can’t you pricks put latches on shit?” she screamed.
She saw a flat pad on the side and began pounding it with her fist.
Isari was intrigued.
The girl had figured out that the bio-tech pad would release the door
mechanism, but of course her biology was not imprinted into the security level
required to open it. He was encouraged that the species did, apparently, have
the desire to preserve itself, and it appeared they had at least a rudimentary
ability at reasoning.
“The portal is not
programmed to open for you.” The man rose, and Rue stopped her pounding and
searched the room frantically when he approached her with a collar in each
hand. “I think you can reason that I am much stronger than you and will have my
way, but I will let you choose. If I have to restrain you, I will put this
collar back on you.” The metal collar dissolved in his hand and Rue felt it
circle her throat. An instant later, it was back in his hand. “If you come to
me, I’ll use this one.” He eyed the leather. “It does not have the security
features that are built into the Harvesting collar, but those are not practical
for your release on Lameria.”
Rue was slowly
backing away, and she stopped when she noticed he had not moved. He sat back in
his chair and watched her make her decision. The metal collar would make it
impossible to escape; she knew that. The other one must not have any features
other than a way to secure her. It seemed like the better option, and she made
her way cautiously towards him. As she approached, it sank in that she was
naked. How the hell did I forget that? She glanced around the room, dashed
towards the bed in the corner and grabbed the light blanket.
When she first ran,
Isari tensed, irritated that she chose the wrong logical deduction. He almost
laughed when he saw her wrapping the cloth around herself to approach him. “You
are cold and wish to be covered, pet? Well, perhaps that will be one of the first
things you earn.” He had no idea that it was her nudity she found
discomforting, because most pets preferred their own skin.
Rue clenched her
teeth to keep from screaming at him again and risk the metal choker. While she
stood before him, he reached out and fixed the collar around her throat. The
material was soft, and she realized that this was another benefit of not having
the other choker reattached. She found herself distracted by the spicy scent of
his skin. When she had been tossed over his shoulder, she wondered if it was a
musk that would transfer to her body. It was pleasantly erotic and she inhaled
deeply.
He picked up the
matching wrist cuffs and, seeing no alternative, Rue held out her arms. Screw
you. You just keep thinking I’m too stupid to figure a way to get out of here.
Even as the thought passed through her mind, she felt uneasy. The more she
studied the man, the more captivatingly handsome she found him to be.
The girl seemed to
accept the rationality of the less restrictive collars, and Isari was becoming
more optimistic about his choice. When he first saw the diminutive female, her
appearance seemed at odds with the Harvesting Procurement’s test results. Even
with Ebby’s report, it still seemed unbelievable that such a small species
could contain his size with only minimal discomfort to him… and minimal damage
to her.
It had been his idea
to try the ill fated Miptriks, and although both he and Varpin had reservations
about commissioning one of these new, delicate pets, he was becoming more
intrigued by the girl. Actually, very intrigued. Isari’s cock had not deflated since
he had seen her spread on the harvesting ship’s transport wall. He was
confident with his initial discovery that she had rudimentary reasoning, and
Isari began to re-evaluate the thought that the on-planet claiming would be
depressingly quick.
Unique to Lamerian
males, was the ingrained requirement from ancestral beginnings that a mate had
to be chased down and conquered. Once captured, she must be trained to
compatibility for her warrior. As there were no longer females born to their
kind, the imprinted behavior had been transferred to the claiming of their
pets.
When the restraints
were attached, he watched her expression while she studied them. He saw anger
in her eyes and something almost resembling pride… which was, of course,
impossible for a primitive species. The more he looked at the dark eyes,
narrowing while her finger traced the leather and frowning when she discovered
the latches on these cuffs were hidden for her safety as well, the more he
decided she might actually work out. “You are named Rue? It is what the other
pet was calling you.”
Rue nodded. “I want
to see Dawn,” she demanded nervously.
“The other pet,”
Isari affirmed. “You must be marked before you travel through the ship.”
Rue slowly backed
away from him. “I don’t want to be marked,” she announced. She really did not
want whatever it was when she looked into the warrior’s eyes and she saw them
filling with obvious sexual heat. “Stay away from me,” she quivered.
Isari rose, and Rue
continued backing up, clutching the blanket in a tight fist. The warrior kept
approaching and she kept on backing, turning her head and looking for a way to
escape. Her back pressed against the wall… no, a door… and the man reached around
and placed a big palm on a panel beside her head. The door behind her slid open
and she fell back into the new room, quickly turning around to see if there was
an exit.
Rue’s mouth dropped
open and her eyes filled with tears when she saw a strange assortment of
equipment that all promised pain. “No… oh god, no,” she moaned, and she tried
to bolt around him.
REVIEWS
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4.3 out of 5 stars
“ I was really really surprised at how good this book was
especially with the cover being so amateurish and unappealing. ” Rare
Reviewer | 2 reviewers made a similar statement
“ I've just checked out Candace's page for some more material,
she's well worth checking out if this books is an indicator of her talent. ” Donna L.
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“ Good book with many surprise laughs. ” Mickey | 1 reviewer
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5.0 out of 5 stars Overlook the cover - actually a really good book
June 15, 2011
By Rare Reviewer
Format:Kindle
Edition
I was really really
surprised at how good this book was especially with the cover being so
amateurish and unappealing. Forget the cover because this book is so worth the
money and time to read it. It is a keeper that I will read over and over again.
Rue and another
human woman are "harvested" to find out if they are capable of being
"pets" for a race of warriors. I won't mention any spoilers because
you really need to read the book to enjoy how Rue and the other woman convince
the warriors that they are more than pets.
Pros:
A good sci-fi erotic
novel with an very interesting, smooth flowing fantasic plot.
No editing errors
that causes you to grind your teeth or have to read and reread a sentence over
and over to understand what's going on.
Highly erotic
without having to have sex scenes every few pages to convince the reader that
this is an erotic sci-fi novel.
It even has a little
humor in it and a HEA
Cons:
It was too good - I
stayed up all night to finish the darn thing because I just could not put it
down.
5.0 out of 5 stars a fun read!! May 8, 2011
By schnoodle
Format:Kindle
Edition
Although Rue is
kidnapped by aliens she soon shows them she is not a "pet"! There is
hot stuff as well as stuff that made me laugh out loud. This is a lighthearted
read, not dark at all.
5.0 out of 5 stars Women with brains and courage take on two surprised
aliens., June 20, 2011
By
Mickey - See all my reviews
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This is a great book
that offers a different take on the alien abduction of women from Earth. Two
seven foot alien warriors are looking for "pleasure pets" different
from the brown blobs and robotic kind that are the norm. They come upon Earth women,
a species that are only given to The Royals and decide to take a chance despite
their history of choosing pets that ended up going crazy. Rue and Dawn are
"harvested" and endure processing and the fear of the unknown. They
are the perfect pair; Rue is a fighter/leader and Dawn is a quiet, studious
follower. And their personalities lend a change in the basic abductions because
despite their appearances, they are capable of reasoning and are given the
opportunity to study their new planet in advance to their landing.
The aliens believe
that the pair are fragile, brainless, and "cute" they find that other
warriors are envious. The Warrior planet is dying because their have not been
any women born to give birth and the "Temple of Mothers" has only a
few elderly and protected female species.
The two warriors
take their pets down to their planet to begin the claiming process which
entails being chased; and leave them while they have a drink at the local
cave/bar. When they return and find the two pets missing, it is the beginning
of a humorous chase with the women using their knowledge of the planet to
astound the warriors at every turn. Good book with many surprise laughs. Amazon
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