“This one is not so bad,” the other one said as they dragged into what looked like an infirmary taken out of some sci-fi movie.
More scared than ever, especially since she couldn’t utter a sound, she struggled to free herself from their grips, but it was impossible.
Soon they had her standing next to an examination table, and while one held her, the other one shredded all her clothes into tiny pieces.
When she was completely naked, they forced her down on the table and secured her to it with some sort of metallic cuffs.
Crying, she tugged at her restraints, but it was impossible to move anything other than her fingers.
“There’s no use fighting us, female. You’ll never escape, and the sooner you get used to the idea the better.” Rathlon told her, without sympathy as he ran laser beam all over her body.
As soon he was done, an image of her body was displayed on a huge screen above her head, and they started to talk in a language she couldn’t understand, as they pointed at several areas of her body.
After a while, one of them gripped both her breasts and kneaded them roughly. “Are these natural, female?” he asked, in a cold tone. “We haven’t found anything to show they aren’t, but we want to be sure, so nod if the answer is yes.”
For a moment she considered ignoring his command, but she soon realized she was in a very vulnerable position. Enraging them wouldn’t her situation, so she nodded.
“Perfect.” He looked at the other guy. “Proceed with the ringing process,” he ordered the other one, and to her astonishment, the other guy pulled out some sort of gun from a cabinet and using some forceps, he clamped on one of her nipples tightly and rested the gun’s barrel against her skin, shooting it immediately.
The pain seared through her breast much worse than she expected. She opened her mouth to scream, though no sound came out. A long metal bar had passed through her nipple, but it was quickly replaced by a ring, the bastard was sealed, using a laser.
Savanna was still sobbing in silence when he repeated the procedure on her other nipple and knowing the kind of pain she would feel, only made it worse. Her face was soaked with her tears, but they were completely insensitive to her pain.
“These are impossible to take off, without cutting off your nipples. They are tracking devices as well, so trying to escape is futile and quite impossible.” The guy that had pierced her explained, in an indifferent tone, as he stepped away.
Pleased with the work, Rathlon slid his hand down her belly as he pressed one button and her legs were pulled apart, spreading them wide, and giving him full access to her pussy.
She rocked her hips, doing all she could to avoid his touch, but the other guy pushed her down and kept her there while the other one explored her.
“We need to remove this hair, permanently,” Rathlon said as he ran his thin fingers up and down her unshaved mound. She hadn't been with a man in quite some time, and she simply had allowed it to grow back, too lazy to worry about it. “My people don’t like hair. We’ll let you keep the hair on your head, because we’ve learned human heads are quite ugly, but that’s all,” he explained, with disgust in his tone.
Again, she squirmed trying to break free, but she couldn’t. The other Taucet brought another strange device, and they ran it over her whole body, from her neck down. It felt as if she was burning alive. The sensation was terrible and extremely painful, but it left no mark on her skin, and no hair either.
As soon he was done, she was showered with freezing water and fanned until she was dry while she lay there shivering. Then, Rathlon slid his fingers back over her now bald pussy and examined her folds and holes thoroughly, poking them and even pushing his fingers inside her.
It was so humiliating she wanted to die. When he was finally done, the other guy held her head to one side, exposing the left side of her neck.
Rathlon, clearly the one in charge, approached them with another strange device in his hand and before she had time to move he shot some a fine laser beam on her neck that felt like a million needles pinching her skin.
“This is your identification as one of our colony’s slaves. If you try to leave the colony’s perimeter, alarms will go off, and you’ll be taken down in extreme agony and punished until we decide you’ve learned your lesson,” he explained as if reciting the rules of a boring manual.
The cuffs securing her to the table opened, and she was released.
Rathlon helped her up while the other one handed her a small piece of clothing. “Put that on. From now on, that will be the only thing you’ll be authorized to wear.”
Barely able to control her rage, she grabbed the gray piece and pulled it on over her head. The damn thing, some sort of sleeveless dress, hardly covered her ass and revealed so much of her cleavage not leaving much to the imagination. It sure wasn’t much help to warm her cold body.
Her voice was still mute, and she was starting to wonder if she would be able to talk again.
“Take her to her quarters and lock her up. We’ll decide later what to do with her.” Rathlon ordered, and the other one quickly dragged her out of there, through a maze of hallways that looked endless.
They finally stopped in front of a door. After the nameless alien pressed his hand on a small scanning device beside it, the door slid open, revealing a bedroom that looked more like a cell than a room. It held a bunk bed, a chair and a small table for furniture. There was another small door, inside it, she assumed would lead to a bathroom and nothing else. Not even a window.
“Don’t try to escape. You would only bring pain and trouble to yourself,” the alien warned her in a cold tone. “You’ll soon learn from all the other females here, there is no escape. Accept that you are our property and this is your life now. That will make it easier for you.” With those ominous words, he pushed her in and slid the door closed between them.
Savannah couldn’t help herself from trying to open the door, but she wasn’t able to find any mechanism that would allow her to open it from inside.
So, she just let herself fall on the bed, trying to make some sense from all that had happened, trying to convince herself this wasn’t anything but a nightmare but the pain she had been through made it hard to believe.
That was it? She was just supposed to meekly submit to their plan for her life? They could do whatever they wanted to her, even kill her. How could she stop them?
Her desire for some time alone and fresh air had gotten her enslaved by the aliens invading her planet. Sobbing, she feared for the fate of all those she had left behind in the small town that was her home. Judging by what she had heard from them, they were planning on attacking it by surprise. They were taking the war out of the usual battlefields, and that was terrible news for her people.
She remembered Rathlon’s last words, and she looked for a mirror, finding one on the bathroom. The bastard had tattooed a code bar to the base of her neck as if she was some kind livestock. She let out a loud scream, but all that came out her full lips was a harsh groan. Apparently, her voice was slowly coming back to normal.
She returned to the room and let herself fall on the bed again. She needed answers, she needed to know what was happening there and what would happen to her, but she had no idea when she would get that information.