1 comments/ 10090 views/ 10 favorites From Rehearsal to Reality By: Wifetheif It all could not have begun more innocuously. I was in the car with my wife, Julia, and her sister, Jane. We were driving home to our apartment by way of Jane's place. All of us were coming from the rehearsal dinner for Jane's wedding. It had been a great evening. Lots of fun, last minute details ironed out, great toasts and good feelings. I really liked Rick, Jane's fiance; I looked forward to having him as a brother. He was concerned about Jane in ways that everyone loved, which is why she was in my car. Rick and Jane had arrived together in Rick's car. When the dinner ended Rick discovered that his car's battery was dead. Rather than make Jane's long night even more tiring, he asked us to drive Jane home while he waited for the auto service. That idea suited Julia and Jane fine. Both would have a chance to gab and discuss the upcoming nuptials. I was just happy to be sharing the car with two such beautiful and vivacious women. While I adored Julia, I had to concede that Rick was a very lucky man. My wife and her sister resembled each other, but Julia took after her mother and Jane favored her father. Julia was taller, had better legs and tits and ebony black hair. Not that Jane's legs and chest were not nice in their own right, I just preferred her older sister. Jane had beautiful light brown hair. Both women had striking blue eyes, bee-stung lips and peaches and cream complexions. For the night's festivities, both wore slinky black dresses which suited their lithe and lovely shapes perfectly. Julia and I had been married for three years. My wife was excited to the maximum about being a matron of honor. I would be a groomsman, Rick was scheduled to hold a shindig for all of the guys in two days' time. We promised to behave ourselves. Despite that pledge, Rick promised us a very good time. As I drove I listened to Jane and Julia chat excitedly to each other. I have to admit that my mind was elsewhere, focusing on many of the same things the women were. Our trek had taken us to a wooded area on the outskirts of town when a blinding light filled the night like an atomic blast. It was so bright it acted like a camera flashbulb, dazzling and blinding my eyes. By sheer luck, I was able to pull off the road. That's when I heard this weird electronic buzzing. When my eyes cleared, just above the car I spotted something. Call it a UFO, a zeppelin, or ball lighting, it just hung there. All of us were too stunned to speak, I'm sure Julia and Jane's mouth gaped open just like mine as we all tried to comprehend what we were seeing. Julia at last exclaimed "Holy shit!" At that moment, some kind of ray hit our car and everything went dark. All I have after that is impressions. I spied Julia, Jane, and myself in some sort of transparent tubes. The girls were apparently unconscious. I tried to get a better view when somebody or something in a uniform aimed something at me. There was a flash of orange light emanating from the object it held and I was unconscious once more. I have no idea how much time passed, all I know is that consciousness returned to the sound of pleasant music. I became fully alert in the clear tube, not unlike plastic or lucite. It rose, as did those around Julia and Jane, leaving us standing upright feeling woozy an uncertain on our legs. Only then did I take in the rest of our surroundings. It was something straight out of "Close Encounters" or "This Island Earth" only this was realer than any film set. Uniformed people leveled weapons at us and gestured us to follow them. I was too befuddled to protest. The people wielding the weapons seemed human enough. They were uniformly tall and handsome. The males were all built like linebackers. Their uniforms were cut in such a way as to emphasize their muscles. The women were pretty enough to be models tall and willowy. The three of us were led down a ramp into a huge hangar. As we walked I made a move to try and take Julia's hand, the formidable looking weapon pointed in my direction dissuaded me of that notion. The hangar, or whatever it was could have held a dozen Superdomes. Never had I seen such a vast area of enclosed space. Our march ended at the foot of an ornate throne. Seated upon the intricately carved and jewel studded object of power was a huge caramel colored guy. Now when I say huge, I mean freakishly large, taller than most basketball players on earth, easily almost eight feet tall. I thought that most women would find his face handsome. He was no Pituitary giant. He was perfectly formed and well proportioned. His exposed stomach was one huge knot of muscles, as were his shoulders, legs and arms. The goatee he wore gave him just the right air of power and potential malevolence. That this guy was the leader of this entire planet, whatever it was called, was obvious. Some sort of drone appeared and hovered over his throne. I quickly deduced that it was a translator. I heard the lead guard speaking in a lilting, almost Chinese sounding language, almost immediately from the speaker of the drone we heard, "Lord Bain, protector, leader and righteous judge of all the realm, our scouting party has retrieved very promising subjects, they may provide the solution to our current predicament." Lord Bain, stroked his goatee before asking in a deep sonorous voice, "Where were they taken, and what purpose does the male serve?" "An obscure corner of the galaxy, Sol three, the residents call it earth, although it is mostly aquatic. Parallel evolution, as we have found nowhere else. The male was taken simply because of expediency. He may prove useful in the event we require reserve stock. Better that question be answered now than sending another foraging mission." "I quite agree, Lieutenant. The females are rather comely, are they not?" Indubitably, Sire." I did not like the way he was eyeing Jane and Julia, especially Julia. I found my voice, "Now see here! What is the meaning of this, I demand!" One of the guards zapped me with something and I heard Julia scream in fear of my safety. I became numb all over." Lord Bain shot me a withering look and spat, "You are in a position to demand, NOTHING peasant! It is only through my benevolence that you are still permitted to breath! Repeat your rash mistake and I will find some perfectly painful for you but most enjoyable for me, method of execution. Is that clear?" I nodded my head vigorously in the affirmative. He turned from me and began ogling my wife and sister. "What is the story on the females?" The Lieutenant spoke again, "Healthy, in early adulthood, both fertile, genetically quite similar, most probably siblings, reasonably intelligent by earth standards but, of course, far below us intellectually." "Are they COMPATIBLE?" asked Bain with a look at Julia and Jane that needed no interpretation. "Most probably, Sire, theoretically yes, but we..." said the Lieutenant before he was cut off by Lord Bain. The huge man then interjected, "Yes I understand, Lieutenant, you gave the honor of discovering that fact to me, quite noble of you, not to mention, self-preserving, No?" "You are wise in all things, Lord Bain." replied the Lieutenant sheepishly. The huge ruler then pushed some buttons on the armrest of his throne and a circle of light appeared over Julia and Jane, they seemed unaffected by the beams, but I could tell by the vacant look upon their eyes that they were not conscious of their actions. First Jane and then my Julia slowly pirouetted twice, hiking the hem of their dresses nearly to their crotches on their first spin and, the second time around, extending their arms above their heads each time they looked amazingly sexy and astoundingly beautiful. The bulge that I noted in Lord Bain's lap was so large as to be nearly incomprehensible, I felt my gorge rise The halos of brightness about Julia and June faded, instantly they appeared to be back in their right minds. "Very nice!" said Bain "I prefer the black haired one, have her sent to my chambers. As for the brown haired one, have her tested and send her on to the program." I know it was foolhardy, but I planted my feet firmly on the floor, stood erect and yelled, "The black haired one happens to be my wife!" Lord Bain gave me a look that practically froze the blood in my veins, gazed up at the translator drone and then his aides at the foot of his elevated throne and asked, "What is the inferior being prattling on about? What did that last word mean?" From near the foot of his throne, an ornately dressed fellow rose holding some sort of electronic device. He glanced at the device and approached his master. Lord Bain bent and the other man whispered in his ear. The towering despot listened intently, his expression transitioned rapidly from confused to mirthful as his eyes focused upon me. "Oh, that is RICH! What a barbarous planet!" said Lord Bain mockingly before addressing me, "Rather than kill you for your insolence, peasant, you shall instead be a witness to the festivities!" He then addressed the room. "Take the women to their assigned places. Send the male to the observation room. I know just the person to put in charge of him." Julia and Jane wore panicked expressions as hulking armed guards appeared to escort us in three different directions. I tried to fight my way to Julia's side, but I never stood a chance. I called out to both Julia and Jane for as long as I was able before they disappeared from view.The huge guards dragged me to a large vacant room and sealed the door behind me. I banged on the door a few times but instantly understood that it was pointless. The room contained little in the way of furniture, a table, a few chairs, and other objects I could not identify. Along the far wall, a bank of electronics, cupboards, and some sort of opening or vent. In the small adjoining room I discovered what I could only conclude was an alien toilet, I took a piss and returned to the larger room. My wait was not long. Presently the door swung open and in strode a staggeringly beautiful red haired woman. Her uniform clung to her body like a second skin and bore some sort of rank. In her bodice, the outline of her full and impressive breasts could be easily discerned. In their short skirt, her legs seemed miles long. She work ankle high boots with a high gloss. About her narrow waist, a broad belt with an ornate clasp. I drank all of her in. The only pair of gams I had seen that were lovelier were those of my own sweet Julia. Her hair hung about her face like a halo. Above her pert little nose were two luminous green eyes, below it carmine lips. I felt the urge to say something, but the nasty looking gun in her well-manicured fingers stilled my tongue. Her voice, even filtered through the translator drone which had trailed her into the room, was enchanting. "Listen carefully, inferior being, I will not repeat myself. I am Captain Deva Villantra, you shall address me always as 'Captain' or 'Ma'am.' You will obey me immediately and without question. Failure to do so will be injurious to your health, in addition to being a Captain in Lord Bain's army I am also a medical doctor certified in among other specialties, torture. Is that clear?" I gazed at her stunning features for a moment before I stammered. "I'm surprised I rate a Captain to guard me, I got the impression your boss thinks I am one step above garbage." "You are!" she replied before continuing "Not that matters to our relationship, but my father was part of a resistance movement. He was captured immediately, rather than executing him summarily, Lord Bain offered me a deal, I perform every foul task he assigns me, and he, in turn, preserves my father's life. Lord Bain has many faults, but he IS a man of his word. Until Lord Bain finds some other amusing use for me, I am responsible for you, a duty that otherwise would go to the lowest ranking peon." "Oh." I replied. "Do you have a name, creature?" "Albert, Albert Jones, My friends call me Al." "I'm Not your friend, Albert. I have to process and assess you. In all honesty, I'd rather set myself on fire. In any event, strip and then stroll over to that table." "What?" I asked. "So you inferior beings are hard of hearing as well? Let's put it this way, strip, or I will laser off every layer of your skin and inform Lord Bain that you were too stupid and violent for our race to waste time investigating. I may decide to do that anyway, Is that clear?" "Yes, Ma'am!" Immediately I slid off my suit jacket and reached to loosen my tie. A minute later my best suit was in a pile on the floor and I was sliding off my boxers. Whether from nerves or fear, or the spectacular beauty of the Captain, it also sported a raging hard-on. Part of me felt like a titanic heel. Julia and Jane were somewhere, being made to do God know what, and I was distracted by a pretty face. Still my erection did not fade. Captain Villantra didn't even bat an eye at my erect state. From a small pouch attached to her belt, she retrieved a small object. It looked sort of like a computer mouse with a handle. She waved it in front of me several times. I gathered that she was reading data from the device based upon the way she peered at it. "Interesting, your race may be exactly what we need. I'll need to secure a sample." "What do you mean about my race being what you need?" I asked. "That is of NO concern to you, inferior being. Remove a box from the first cabinet and place your clothing in it. Remove all of your jewelry as well, test subjects are not permitted adornment of any kind." "That happens to be my wedding ring." I protested. The beautiful Captain's face wore the same puzzled expression as Lord Bain had a short time earlier, She made an inquiry to the drone which was not translated. The drone buzzed for a moment and then came a musical tone. She gazed at the readout on something resembling a watch about her wrist and laughed very loudly and heartily, "Oh my!" she said smiling before her face turned serious and she stated very firmly. "Remove the object, inferior being of your own volition, or I will remove your finger and take the object with it!" Needless to say, I slid my ring off the third finger of my left hand. It went into the box with everything I owned, or rather had owned. As I turned to face the Captain once more she said, "Similar enough to be familiar, yet still different enough to be slightly repulsive. Quite interesting." It felt like she was looking right through me. She strode over to the wall and pushed some buttons from the opening came what looked just like a tube of toothpaste. "All right, Albert, get up on the table, on your back." She donned a pair of transparent gloves and said, "The things I do for the sake of my father." She opened the tube and began smearing the contents all over my body. Her gloves were made out of some material besides latex. It felt like only her own soft and warm palms were spreading the paste over me. I had to admit, that despite everything, it felt very good indeed under her touch. After a moment or two the paste began to burn slightly. The Captain reached my still erect cock and applied a thicker layer of paste over my pubic hair, she did the same thing when she reached my underarms. At her direction, I rolled over and she coated the back of my body, She coated me everywhere, including the crack of my ass.When every millimeter of me from earlobes to toes was coated with the clearish paste she had me rise and stand on a slightly elevated circle in the floor. There was a flash of intense light which forced me to close my eyes. An instant after I opened my eyes to discover that every hair on my body, as well as the first several layers of my skin had vanished, Before I could react to this indignity, a cone descended from the ceiling encircled my head. I heard a buzzing sound and a moment later the cone had returned to is place in the ceiling. I stroked my scalp to discover I had been given a severe buzzcut. When my eyes focused upon the Captain again she was smiling, "Much better, You know Albert, despite you being an inferior being, that haircut almost makes you look normal." I was attempting to think up a stinging rebuke, worthy of the wittiest human when she continued. "Ok, ugly, back on the table, on your back please." Once I was in position I thought I was dreaming when I heard her say. "I am going to manually extract a sperm sample now. The very idea repulses me, but it is the only way to obtain an unsullied specimen." With that, she nonchalantly slid on a new pair of gloves and her warm, soft and tender hands encircled my shaft and cupped my balls. My erection promptly became an iron rod. With the skill of a practiced pro, the Captain gave me a fantastic hand job. The closer I neared orgasm the more guilt about Julia I felt. The Captain's ministrations meant that I was not distracted for long. As I came a tube dropped from the ceiling I felt its suction as it closed about the head of my cock. I watched my loving spoonful rise up the clear tube and disappear from view. The Captain wore a slightly disgusted expression but seemed primarily focused upon the computer or whatever it was encircling her wrist. After a few moments her face brightened and she said, "Good news, Albert, you are compatible. That means rather than being painlessly euthanized, you will be permitted to live. It also means that from this moment on you are government property. Your liquid assets make you a valuable asset. At least potentially." "What about my wife and my sister?" I asked. "Who?" "The women I was captured with!" I replied in exasperation. Captain Villantra thought for a moment and said. "I was only informed about one but I think I received a memo." she checked the readout on her wrist and said, "Oh, here it is. Lord Bain took a shine to one of the females he told me to prepare you for ... well you will find that out shortly, the other one is to be assigned to the impregnation program. If she is found to be compatible, I can't imagine that they will permit as much as a week go by before she is placed into production." My mouth flew open in a mixture of rage and disgust. "What kind of monsters are you people?" I cried. "Monsters, Albert really? We are your evolutionary, ethical, technological, and social superiors. We are also in a bit of a quandary. Lord Bain's reign is not respected on Dela, the planet of our enemies. Rather than invade us, the smuggled in a virus that, if left unchecked, will destroy the fertility of our planet's citizens in a few centuries time. Fortunately, we learned of the infection early on. We have carefully screened our population and identified carriers. As hedge against a worse case scenario, we have been scouring the galaxy for suitable genetic stock which the virus can not effect so that we can breed our way out of the problem. It is all completely logical and quite rational. Our civilization spans the galaxy while your people can't even travel beyond your own solar system. Obviously, our race should continue to thrive, even at the expense of yours." "Julia is my wife," I replied, "Jane is getting married in two week's time. Our lives had value, we mattered, you simply can not pick us up and turn us into Guinea Pigs. And if that bastard so much as lays a finger on Julia!" The Captain was just about doubled over in laughter. "Oh, Albert you are hilarious! Next you'll tell me that your people will track you down and rescue you! And the words you use, "wedding," "wife" "married." those are so archaic only a linguist ever encounters them on a regular basis I have heard the words before, of course, but they are dismissed in a single afternoon of the first year of school. The very idea! I can see why Lord Bain made the plans he has. As much as I despise the man, he has a brilliant mind. Now if you are finished amusing me, get off that table and walk to the third cupboard." From Rehearsal to Reality How could I respond to that? Julia, Jane and I would have seemed to vanish in the wind. My empty car, if it still existed, would be found and the three of us would be an "unsolved mystery." I realized that I now had no power and certainly, no freedom. Glumly I walked to where I was directed. The captain joined me and withdrew something from the cupboard. "Now, as I explained, you are now government property, Albert. You and your assets need to be regulated. Let's try this on for size." In the captain's hand was an object made out of a material I could not identify. She placed it against my navel and the device began to move of its own accord. Before I could even comprehend what was happening, the object had encircled my waist and straddled my loins. With horror, I realized that it was an alien chastity device! Only the tip of my penis was visible. The contraption completely sheathed my shaft and balls. I pulled at it with all my might, a useless gesture. "You won't be able to get it off, Albert. Your semen may now only be dispensed via government edict. That device will ensure that the only reason for your continued existence is kept safe and healthy until needed." With a smile I wanted to slap off of her beautiful face, she opened the adjoining cabinet and withdrew a pair of trunks that resembled leather and a pair of moccasins made from the same material. "Put these on, Albert. We Wissahicons are not an especially modest people, but NO ONE wants to encounter a naked inferior being. Once you are dressed I am to escort you to the observation room. I am sure it will be a memorable experience." The trunks fit rather well and, like the moccasins were quite comfortable. The chastity device was similar to wearing a jockstrap, yet more comfortable. I was constantly aware of its presence, but it was not intolerable. I'm sure I would feel quite different after a few days of not even being able to jerk off. Wearing a morose expression, I exited the room, a pace or so in front of the captain and obeyed her orders as she steered me through a maze of hallways and gleaming open spaces. I was reminded of the tour of Krell technology in the movie "Forbidden Planet." To my surprise we ended up in a room that greatly resembled a theater on earth, chairs were arranged in tiers before a blank wall. The room was empty save for the two of us. The Captain directed me to a seat and settled herself next to me. She said some words into her wrist apparatus and received a response. A moment later an image of a bedroom appeared in front of us. The picture was better than any 3D movie I had ever seen. It was literally like being a fly on the wall of the bedroom. I was thoroughly impressed. Presently, the door to the bedroom opened and my beautiful, wonderful, Julia was led into the room by an armed male guard. Julia wore the sexiest lingerie I had ever seen. The wispy garment held her breasts in a manner that was more enticing than any earth-bound attire. Her legs were clad in something that resembled stockings. A pair of spiked heels and a microscopic skirt completed the ensemble. I can't really describe the color. The fabric, or whatever it was, became at times opaque, at other times a shimmering rainbow of alternating colors. My wife looked so beautiful that I was instantly filled with husbandly desire, My penis in its cage swelled painfully. I called out, "Julia!" The captain laughed and said, "She can't hear you, Albert." I knew that the Captain was speaking the truth, but the reality of the image was downright eerie.The guard exited the room, leaving my wife to her own emotions. I focused on Julia, she paced about the room, a worried look upon her face. From time to time she stared at her left hand. I noticed that her wedding and engagement rings were missing. Obviously she had been through an ordeal similar to my own. More than anything in the universe I wanted to be where she was so that we could comfort each other. The door opened once more and in strode Lord Bain, clad in only a minuscule G-string, which only emphasized the girth and length of his erect manhood. Julia shrieked and stepped backward from the huge man. Lord Bain was the most well built being I had ever encountered, like the most impressive body builder, only on a titanic scale. On his huge face, the dictator wore a positively evil leer, he glanced towards the camera, obviously eyeing me, before he focused upon Julia. My wife continued to shrink backward until Lord Bain waved his hand and some sort of ray emanating from the ceiling zapped Julia. My wife froze where she was, her expression changed. I recognized that look, I adored that look, Julia wore it when she especially desirous of sexual intimacy. She stopped backing away from Lord Bain and began to stride towards him. The giant bent low to kiss Julia as his arms encircled her. After a very deep and lingering kiss, Lord Bain laid his fingers upon Julia's shoulders and she fell to her knees, tugged down his G-string and began sucking on his enormous rod. My mouth fell open in abject horror and I began making sounds like a trapped animal. Next to me, the Captain chuckled and my rage increased. Julia was applying herself to the task of fellatio like a pro. Despite the size of Lord Bain's equipment, Julia's mouth took a detailed tour of its balls and shaft before her head began sliding back and forth. It appeared to me that Julia was deepthroating his cock, a new skill for her. Lord Bain wore a contented smile upon his face while he watched my wife work. He came with a grunt and Julia swallowed every drop. To my surprise, Lord Bain did not become flaccid. His huge erection was still erect as he assisted Julia to her feet and kissed her once more, He stepped out of his G-string and steered Julia towards the bed. I thought my heart would give out as he began to slowly remove the scanty garments she wore. I saw my wife's fantastic tits come into view. Lord Bain, teased and nuzzled each of her sweet pink nipples with his teeth and tongue. I wanted to vomit. Then Julia was naked. I noted that her skin was new and pink and her pussy was hairless. Julia only allowed me shave her once or twice a year and then with great reluctance. I knew that her current bald state had been decided for her. Lord Bain deposited Julia on the bed and set to work on her secret place with his mouth and tongue. My wife always responded very well to cunnilingus but this time she reacted with more passion than I had ever witnessed before. She gasped and panted and shouted "Yes!" over and over again. I felt like a stallion had kicked me in the skull. Julia came several times before Lord Bain manipulated her body until she was settled her on all fours and reached for a vial of bedside lubricant. Wearing a leer on his face that appalled me he greased up his pole and my wife's pussy. I prayed that God would simply zap me out of existence as I watched Lord Bain's massive tool plunge into my wife's succulent box. Her familiar moans of pleasure struck my ears as coming from a stranger. After my wife came with a torrent of syllables and sighs, she collapsed into a ball and Lord Bain snuggled her and spoke to her softly. At that point, the image faded out and I was alone with the Captain, the darkness of the room, and a sea of surging emotions. The captain turned to me and stated, "Lord Bain, ALWAYS puts on an excellent show. I can tell from his enthusiasm that he is quite taken with that female." After gasping like a beached dolphin for a few moments, I sputtered, "That female is my wife!" Captain Villantra, chuckled and said, "There you go, using that word again, Albert. Whoever she WAS, that woman is now a member of Lord Bain's harem, at least for a while and some new enchantment comes along and she is passed on to the breeding program." "Oh my God! You people, are horrible!" "Watch your language Albert! We are a benevolent and thoughtful people, you are simply not evolved enough either, physically, emotionally, scientifically, socially or politically to understand us. It's not really your fault that you are an inferior being that's just the fate the universe dealt you." I was thinking up a response when a chime went off on the captain's wrist appliance. After gazing at it she said, "It is meal time, Albert. After that we have an audience with Lord Bain." Still in a daze, I allowed the captain to lead me to a cafeteria, ever present translator drone trailing us. The food on this planet, which I finally learned was Wissahica, looked nothing like earth food. My platter was adorned with various pastel shades of paste. Despite its bland appearance, it tasted better than anything I had ever tasted. Not like meat, not like sweets, not like fruit or vegetables but an odd combination. Some were saltier than others, some were savory. Despite my shattered emotional state, I ate very heartily. The captain sat across from me, a bemused look upon her face. "Eat well, Albert, the state needs you to stay healthy." "Why does that bastard, Lord Bain, want to see us?" I asked her after a while. The Captain replied immediately, "I'm not sure about you, Albert but I expect that he will give me a new disgusting task. I would say it's been fun getting to know you, but it hasn't." We finished the meal in silence, Captain Villantra's latest insult was the most insignificant outrage of my day. From time to time a higher or lower ranking office stopped by to speak a few words to the Captain. For some reason, it bothered me that the Captain was so solicitous with all of them and flirted with a few openly. The idea that such a beautiful woman viewed me as little more than a cockroach, really stuck in my craw. After the meal, The Captain led me to a washroom where we cleaned up. With difficulty, I figured out how to piss while wearing my unwanted device. A short time later we were back in Lord Bain's cavernous throne room. I had never seen architecture so compelling. I felt minuscule and insignificant in the vast space. As we neared the throne, a figure seated on a pillow to the right caught my eye. Suddenly I realized that it was my wife, Julia. She was almost totally nude, her magnificent body on public display like some trophy. A pair of glimmering geometric shapes veiled her nipples and areolas. About her hips, a wispy bit of fabric shielded her sex. Had I not been warned in advance that speaking out of turn would mean my death, I would have called out to her. I hoped that she would turn and face me. My thought was that at least we could make eye contact, but her besotted glance seemed focused only upon Lord Bain. Seeing her like that, I hated the giant on the throne more than anything in the universe. As instructed, when we were recognized, I bowed when the Captain curtsied. Lord Bain, gave me the once over then broke out in a shit eating grin. After allowing me to twist a while, he addressed the Captain. "Report, Captain Villantra." "Lord Bain, protector and benevolent ruler of the realm, the inferior being has been processed. He has been reasonably obedient. Tests have revealed him to be compatible with our breeding project, therefore under governmental authority, I have seized his assets and placed them under the control of the program." The despot sat back on his haunches and said, "Excellent, Captain Villantra. I have found the black-haired woman he was with quite exhilarating. He turned and addressed my wife, "How do you feel about me, pet?" My wife continued to beam at the man who had molested her and replied, "I love you totally, my Lord and Master Bain." Something inside of me died when I heard those words. I knew that Lord Bain had zapped Julia with something, but now she did not appear coerced and her words were not forced. Even I, who knew her better than anybody, would have sworn she was in her right mind. Bain smiled at me condescendingly again and said to Julia, "Why don't you come closer pet?" With my heart falling like an elevator with a broken cable, Julia mounted the steps of his throne, slid into his lap and began snuggling with him! With Julia on his lap, he smiled at me, daring me with his eyes to make an outburst. Somehow I managed to hold it together. I knew, or at least I had to believe, that the woman on his lap was not the woman I knew and loved. I had to believe, for both our sakes, that Julia had been thoroughly brainwashed. Visibly displeased that I had not made a scene he turned to the Captain again and asked. "How do you know that this male is compatible?" Captain Vallantra bowed her head in embarrassment and said, "I performed standard tests. I withdrew a sample." "Very good, Captain, but how do you know he is compatible, did you test him, in the same way, I tested this female?" The Captain stood bolt upright and gasped, "Well no, Lord Bain, I did not believe it necessary." Lord Bain smirked and replied, "I think it necessary! It occurs to me that I have never seen you "in action" so to speak. What a perfect occasion for me to learn more about my favorite Captain!" Captain Vallantra paled and began to sputter, "But Lord Bain..." "Captain Vallantra, it occurs to me that mating with this inferior being is preferable to encountering your father's head on a spike at the foot of my throne." Tears came to the Captain's eyes and after a moment she said softly, "Yes, Lord Bain, as ever, your wishes are most magnanimous." "I thought that you would see things my way, Captain. Tomorrow evening at the eight hour strikes me as the perfect time. I will broadcast it to every observation room in the realm. I expect to see enthusiasm and gratitude in your performance, Captain." She curtsied once more and said, "As you wish, Lord Bain." "If it makes you feel better, Captain, think of it as a scientific investigation." After a moment for the full effect of his edict to sink in, Lord Bain said, "You are in charge of the inferior being until such time as I decide his fate. Be sure to fill out the proper requisition forms to be reimbursed for his care and feeding." With that Lord Bain dismissed us and I followed the very unhappy Captain. No sooner had we left the throne room then she began sulking. The Captain led me to a monorail and we, at last ended up at her apartment. The entire trek she said barely five words to me. I was pretty sure I knew what she was expected to do, but I could not believe it. Once the apartment door closed she fell into my arms and began weeping. "Oh, Albert, this is the foulest thing Lord Bain could conceive of to humiliate me. An officer of the realm consorting with an inferior being on a public broadcast, like I was one of his whores! At times like this I wish he had simply executed my father! Oh, how I hate that man!" Not knowing what else to do, I embraced the Captain and stroked her hair. She smelled wonderful and to be honest, the thought of fucking her was really turning me on. My mind was really a muddle of emotions at that particular time, however. I was angry about what he had done to Julia, I was fearful about Jane, she, no doubt, was under the same bewitchment my wife was under. I was also mourning my lost life on earth. For the first time I really understood that I would never leave this place. Worse, my very existence would always be at the whim of the jackass who had stolen my wife. To my utter surprise, I began crying right along with the Captain. For the longest time, we stood there, letting the emotions flow through us. At some point, the Captain looked at me with a puzzled expression, "Why are you crying, Albert?" I spilled my guts to the Captain, telling her about my life on earth, my love for Julia and Jane and Rick. About the wedding that now was never to be, about how much I hated Lord Bain as much as she did but for very different reasons. When I was finished, the Captain, tenderly brushed my forearm and said, "You inferior beings are more complicated than I had been led to believe.I never knew they had such intense and complex lives." "Ma'am," I replied, "all I am now is a Guinea Pig, or perhaps a cog in a machine. What I was and what I had is forever lost." "You sound just like me, Albert. How is that possible?" "It is a capricious universe, Ma'am whether your race can span the galaxy or can't get beyond your neighboring planets." The Captain smiled at me and said, "For an inferior being, Albert, you are very wise." "And you, Ma'am are very wise, very kind, and very beautiful." The captain seemed surprised and stated, "You really think me beautiful, Albert?" "Yes I do, Ma'am. You have been the only bright spot in my capture and imprisonment." The Captain gazed at the translator drone and said, "You have quite the way with words, Albert. To be honest, processing and examining you has not been entirely unpleasant." We stood and stared into each other's eyes, seeing each other in a new way, before the Captain broke the reverie. "Well, Albert, we are going to get very close tomorrow. How I will make it through the day is beyond me. Right now, however, it is growing late. I will make dinner and then we should turn in. I have a couch in the next room where you can stretch out." Things were different between the Captain and I after that, she seemed kinder and less angry. I offered to help the Captain prepare dinner, but it was more of the pastel colored paste. The paste came out off a machine at the push of a button. all the Captain had to do was heat it up. "With the governmental requisition, at least I won't go broke feeding you, Albert. If you want to help you can clean the dishes and sweep the floors before we turn in. We really should talk about tomorrow, but there is not really much to say. We have to look interested in each other and make our performance convincing, just pretend that I am a woman you care about and we will be fine. I'll pretend you are a being who merits a session of intimacy with me." Things could not have been more clinical to her. I could say nothing in response. I cleaned the dishes, swept the floors and fixed a broken door hinge. At one point, the captain disappeared into her bedroom and returned in a short diaphanous robe. Her body behind the lacy fabric was stunning. Her alabaster skin fairly glowed. Through the lace I spied two fantastic tits mounted by succulent nipples and an enticing navel. I could also just discern the outline of her bush through the material. My encased penis grew like Alice in her tiny house. "Thank you for helping out tonight, Albert. You know where the bathroom is and where I keep the extra toothbrushes. Do you need another blanket?" "No Ma'am I'm fine. Pleasant dreams." "Not very likely Albert. Not very likely, but the same to you." Alone on my couch I thought about this nearly incomprehensible day. An unknown number of hours ago I had shaken Rick's hand and promised to take care of his fiancee. Now June was somewhere, having probably already been fucked by some big bruiser on this planet and on her way to unplanned motherhood. Julia had been taken from me in such a profound and total way that I knew I would carry the pain with me always. At least she did not seem unhappy. I hoped that she did not even have an inkling of how she had been abused. And the remembered touch of the beautiful Captain filled my mind. The thought of being required to sleep with her when the new day dawned was perhaps the most incomprehensible aspect of the entire adventure. More than anything I wanted to jerk off. When I was stressed that always helped me sleep. I ran my hand over the hard material shielding my privates and exhaled deeply. I fell into a very troubled sleep. Nightmares would have been better nocturnal companions. A gentle shaking woke me. I opened my eyes to the delightful visage of Captain Deva Vallantra's luminous countenance. From Rehearsal to Reality "Albert, I'm finished in the bathroom, why don't you take a shower and I'll get breakfast ready. There are lots of things I have to do before zero hour." I felt close to normal in the shower. My chastity device allowed water in to rinse my genitals, proving no impediment to cleaning myself all over. My buzzcut was easy to wash. I noted with some dismay, that my face was still as baby smooth as after the depilatory had been applied. When I was dry and back in my trunks I asked the Captain about it. "Your beard won't grow back, Albert. The depilatory I applied to your skin is permanent. Only citizens of the realm can retain their body hair. You may be with us for a long time Albert, but one thing you will NEVER be is a citizen of the realm." "You had no right to do that." I said automatically. "We had EVERY right, Albert. You are government property, how we use you is entirely up to US. Now sit and eat." The captain was wearing her dress uniform. It was light blue with gold cuffs on the jacket and a Nehru collar. Two flaming comets, indicating her rank, were emblazoned on each shoulder and on the hat. Several medals adorned the chest, just where her breast swelled. The skirt was the same length as her other uniform but this time the Captain had hose upon her legs that made them even longer and more beautiful. "My debasement is to be total. All the spit and polish to be worn only to be removed by an inferior being before I am laid across a bed as an entertainment for the masses." She wiped a tear from her eye and said, "Finish up, Albert. Until the eighth hour, I am still a respected officer of the realm. Since I have to keep you with me all day, please try to stay out of my way and obey all of my commands. Is that clear?" "Yes, Ma'am." We reversed our trek from the previous day, taking the monorail into the heart of the city. The Captain worked in a building overflowing with military members. The Captain was saluted and I was greeted with polite stares. Just like the military on earth, the bulk of a commander's duty was pushing papers. Aside from a brief meeting with enlisted soldiers, the Captain spent her day in an office, making video calls and signing documents. I sat in a vacant chair in her office bored out of my skull. What I wouldn't have given for a simple tablet loaded with solitaire games. The only really interesting part of the day was when I shadowed her as she made her required round as a medical doctor. It was eye opening. I discovered that this planet was light years ahead of us medically. The Captain mostly dispensed pills and lotions. During one of our few moments of conversation, she informed that outside of her duties as torturer she rarely had to operate on a patient. "Sometimes I think ennui is my greatest obstacle." We shared lunch in the commissary. There I drew more intent stares, rumor central had caught wind of what the Captain and I would be expected to do in several hour's time. I noticed gestures and whispering, I'm sure she did as well. I could tell it weighed on her mind. When the Captain's long day concluded, she led me to a small restaurant. Here the food was different, vaguely similar to Korean cuisine. "I like this place, Albert, it serves the best Rigelian food. I may as well dine as a queen one last time before I become persona non-grata and object of ridicule everywhere in the realm. As bad as tonight is going to be, tomorrow will be infinitely worse. Because it seemed like a good idea, the two of us, downed several glasses of what passed for alcohol on this planet. I've drunk cough syrup with more kick. Finally, we arrived at the palace of Lord Bain. He greeted us with his usual leer, but said nothing as we strode into the room set aside for us. There was a huge round bed, incense burning, and very good lighting. A man who I took to be the director, told us what the audience expected to see. I stepped out of my trunks so that my chastity device could be removed. According to the director, I was to try and portray an escaped inferior life form whom women found charismatic. I just hoped that I could get it up under pressure. The eighth hour arrived, Captain Vallantra preceded me into the room. She stood looking in a mirror when I opened the door and strode in. I felt the swelling in my trunks and knew that I would be more than up to the task. The captain stepped away from me until she backed into a wall. My arms went around her slim waist and I lowered my head to kiss her. I felt nothing akin to desire in the Captain's kiss, but it was still mighty sweet. Her first few kisses were like that. Slowly they changed. After a prolonged kiss, I tugged her a few centimeters away from the wall and reached for the button of her uniform jacket. Slowly and with deliberation, I began to work it down and off her arms. Under the jacket, The Captain wore a one of the enchanting bras the same color as her uniform. I was unsure as to how I should progress. I was not sure if exposing her quickly was better than stripping her slowly. I buried my head in her ample chest inhaled her wondrous aroma. My trunks felt suddenly very tiny. I kissed the Captain again and decided that I wanted her luscious lips on my shaft. Gently I pressed on her shoulders. The Captain understood what I was driving out. Even though it had gone unspoken, I understood that the Captain hoped that full intercourse would come last. She tugged at the waistband of my trunks and an entire planet got a view of my junk. The Captain's blow job was not bad for a woman whose heart was not in it. I removed her uniform cap and savored the view of her red mane gliding back and forth on my cock. She transitioned to a hand job and I just let her work for a while. When I was sufficiently primed, I pulled her to her feet. With a flourish, I disposed of her bra. Man are those things easy to open on this planet! This time her tits, unshrouded by even wispy lace proved to be among the most spectacular I have ever encountered. Beautiful light brown areolas sharp nipples. I savored the Captain's t taste as I teased each nipple fully erect. A short time later I was kissing my way down her body. Her navel was the cute shape of a perfect star. I kissed my way to the belt of her skirt. For variety, I unfastened this with my teeth. The catch for the skirt was in the back. I rolled the Captain onto her side and, after a series of fits and starts, managed to get it open. I noted that the Captain's breathing was faster now and she seemed far less resistant to what I was doing. Gently I tugged the Captain's short skirt down and off her phenomenally long legs. Her firm little ass was breathtaking, Underneath, she wore thigh high stockings and panties that matched her brassiere. I thought of my beloved Julia's legs and forced the sadness away. I kissed and massaged each leg in turn when I reached the feet, I unzipped and removed the Captain's boots. I returned to her hips and tugged off first her right stocking and then her left. The Captain now was clad only in her skimpy panties. as I had done with her belt and her stockings, I tugged these off with my teeth and lips. The first alien pussy my eyes had ever spied was surprisingly human looking. Its crimson thatch was neatly trimmed and quite delicious looking.There seemed to be two clitorises. Judging by the reaction of the Captain, one was more sensitive than the other. I focused my attentions there and soon the Captain was making soft purring noises. I did not know what orgasm looked like in the women of this planet, but I am fairly certain that I observed one when the Captain gasped and issued a sound quite unlike the language of this world. Somehow knowing that the time was right, I positioned The Captain to accommodate my cock. Her pussy was delightfully tight, yet yielding. Slowly at first and then with more force I began pumping away the unreality of the situation falling upon me like Autumn leaves. I came with a grunt and a sigh as the Captain made the same alluring and exotic sounds as before. I wrapped my body around hers and we kissed deeply. A short while later I noticed that the lighting of the room changed, indicating that the cameras were off. Suddenly acutely aware of herself, The Captain flushed red with embarrassment and shame and wordlessly dressed. Not knowing what to do or how to react, I tugged my trunks back on and stepped out of the room. A short time later the now fully composed Captain joined me.Still uncertain of what to say to each other we stood there dumbly. Like a bad dream, Lord Bain chose that moment to turn up. "Bravo, Captain, Bravo. I think you aptly demonstrated the compatibility of the inferior species from earth quite well. You two seem to have an affinity. Why don't you keep him? It shall be your responsibility to personally obtain his seed on a regular basis so that it can be deposited in the breeding program's sperm bank, Handle that for a few years and I will promote you to Lieutenant Colonel and shave a decade off of your father's sentence. During that time, I may choose to have the two of you reenact this evening's entertainment quite often." The Captain paled, but saluted smartly and replied, "As always, Lord Bain, you are a man of stupendous wisdom and abiding mercy." Through a painful silence, the Captain and I returned to her apartment. I had been required to don my chastity device while we were still in Lord Bain's palace, but now I hated the garment far less passionately. Once we were in the privacy of the Captain's apartment, she spoke. "Well Albert, our lives have certainly taken an interesting turn." "Ma'am if it is not too much to ask, can you please call me Al, after all we are not strangers any longer." She smiled and replied, "You are right Al. And as for you. In the privacy of this apartment and here ONLY you may call me Dev." Suddenly I missed earth and my old life a bit less.