Date: Fri, 6 Oct 2023 19:01:26 +0100
From: Zarmba
Subject: Strange Cargo

Humanity had been defeated. The last battle for the mastership of Earth was
done. Billions were dead. Parched bone, crumbling on radioactive desert
wastes. Now, all that was left were the few remaining human strongholds in
the Rockies and scattered bands throughout the hulking shells of once
mighty cities. In North America alone had resistance briefly
flourished. The powers of Europe and Asia had connived with the alien
pirate armada. To little profit. The aliens had used them as the battle
fodder, in the front lines against the USA. Now they were all dead. But
America's staunch resistance had given the aliens pause to consider a more
profitable strategy than simply to annihilate the humans and rob their
resources. A business strategy even; perhaps these earthlings were not
entirely without their uses. Slavery then. Yes, that was now the game
plan. Capture and enslave the remaining humans. Drag them into the holds of
the awesome battle-cruisers and send them across the vast expanses of space
to garner profit in the interstellar slave markets to be sold as house
servants (the humans were not particularly strong, but domestic servitude
would fit well enough) or into the galactic travelling menageries and
circuses for the entertainment of superior alien species.

And so the slave raiding parties became the latest and final scourge of
humanity. Any fit young men and women hunted down and caught by the slavers
would find themselves stripped naked, segregated according to sex, and
chained into lines under the peculiar alien coffle which besides fastening
round the neck and hands, further including a link from an electronic probe
up the anus of the unfortunate captive in front to a similarly electrified
ring around the testicles or in the vagina of the one behind. Then they
would be led under the constant threat of electro-shock to board the
loading dock craft, eventually to be stuffed into stinking slave holds
where they could be properly processed. And toyed with. For the aliens were
now intent on revenge for the trouble these American humans had caused them
and the occasional defeats they had inflicted. Now the conquerors wanted to
vent their ire over lost comrades. They had a mind to humiliate these earth
creatures who refused for so long to acknowledge their inferiority.

This is the story of Jackson, a young American, a former highschool jock
who is captured with his young friends by an alien raiding party in the
foothills of the Rockies. Captured, enslaved, stripped down, and dragged
aboard the craft, he now languishes with the other males in the filthy
slave tubes, fearful of their future, mindful and ashamed of his new status
and nakedness.....and more than slightly concerned about why his pert white
ass seems to be of such interest to the alien guards....and even more
confused as to why is meaty dick seems to be hardening at the sight of the
nakedness of his former college mate, Dallas.



















Chapter 2

There he was, Jackson, 25 former college track champion before the last war
totalled the once mighty empire of America, every cheerleaders dream, every
boys idol (and secret fantasy), celebrated company leader of his band of
partisans fighting the grey ones conquest, now chained and naked among his
mates and other humans , an electronic probe up his arse, squatting behind
the transparent walls of the slave tube in the hold of the alien craft,
being looked over by the grey ones beyond the glass....and wondering why
his juicy jock dick was going hard at the sight of his pal, Dallas, chained
next to him. If he was confused about it, he took comfort in seeing that
Dallas was likewise sporting the beginnings of a raging boner. What was it
about this situation? As he glanced further along the horizontal line the
newly captured male humans in the tube, he saw that they were all getting
there. Suddenly the distressingly metallic translation of the grey one
chief guard's voice came over the intercom in the tube-

" Slave things of earth!" (just as humans called the alien pirate
conquerors "grey ones", they in turn referred to humans simply as "earth
things", at least that's how it was translated)

" you are currently being transported to the homeworlds of Ptera and Gamla,
the illustrious mother planets of the empire. You are a defeated
species. You are advised to accept your inferior status as slaves, as our
property. You would best heed our indulgent warnings. There will be no
disobedience tolerated. You are already aware of the delights of the anal
probe. That is the least of the measures we will employ to break you
in. Listen carefully earth things. You have in your own history inflicted
upon each other the horrors and toils of slavery based on nothing but the
slight variance of you skin pigmentation. Look around you here. You are
black and white and brown and all shades. But you are all equally reduced
to slavery. There will be no preferential treatment. You will crawl equally
low before your new masters. And your first humiliation, to ensure you
recognise your new status as equally inferior to us, we have prepared a
surprise. You have each been chipped with a device that controls your
sexual life. We understand that sexual acts between males has been a
minority feature of your species. Sometimes you have even despised it. But
now you will all enjoy the practice when we deem it fitting for you. As we
do now. You will no doubt be aware of your present arousal at the sight of
each other, regardless of what your previous preference may have been. Now
you are going to display your humiliated condition. Turn to your right. The
man there is going to honour your ass with his dick. It will of course be
nothing new for some of you. But for the rest...' there came a grinding
metallic laugh " well. This is going to be a good show for us!"

"fuck" thought Jackson (the humans voice boxes were also under grey one
control and they were presently denied their use) "fuck this! I'm going to
be fucked....by Dallas!" he looked Dallas in the face and saw there terror
mixed with pleading. Helpless. They were both helpless slaves
now. Friendship and brotherly love was not going to be allowed to
stand. And in Jackson's mind there also began to arise the chilling
realisation that....he wasn't entirely going to object to this. He didn't
have a choice. Yes, even as the came the clicks of the anal probes being
automatically ejected onto the tube floor under the captives (the thin
electronic ring around their testicles remained active -- just in case any
human presumed to object to this..) Jackson began to feel a tingling up his
ass. A sensation. A longing even. He wasn't going to hate Dallas's fat cock
being thrust up there anywhere near as much as he imagined he
would. Certainly before he had been taken captive.

" those who receive a jolt from the testicle prod will be first to take
it," came the barking metallic voice. Jackson looked to his left. He saw a
thin blonde haired young man, maybe 20, pretty good looking in his own
way. Jackson looked at his milky white ass. That's where his Mr Johnson was
headed? Ok. So could be worse. And he didn't know the guy too well. Maybe
he had seen him around the hidden compound of his band of human
survivors. But he knew nothing more about him (he was later to discover his
name was Shay). Then came the stinging shock from his dick ring. He was
going to be taking Dallas first.

" those earth things who are taking. Grab ankles. Arse in the air. Forehead
to the ground. Prepare for entry!"

"Okay man" Jackson sent out his thoughts to Dallas " I'm not going to hold
this against you. You gotta do it. I know how it is. We don't have a
choice. Just...."

Then, Jackson felt a pressure and a warm wet sensation creeping up his
asshole.

Fuck. This was it.

Jackson's asshole took a pounding from his mate. A pounding he inwardly
enjoyed. Fuck! If this was to be the extent of the humans humiliation, he
could take it. And more. Now, his inhibitions vanishing away with each
mighty thrust of Dallas's cock up his ass, he began to savour the thought
of doing similar to that inviting pale rosebud straight ahead to his left
(which was now rhythmically pulsing to the thrusts the front end was giving
to the bloke on the other side).

The grey ones were watching the spectacle, their great black doll eyes
glancing over the gyrating mass of human flesh before them in the slave
tube.

Apart from the slapping and squelching of naked skin against skin, there
was a strange quiet. The humans vocal cords being temporary knocked out of
action by the grey ones control devices. Then suddenly, to the amusement of
the guards one of their number clicked the release and the full clamour of
the pumping pork-fest on display was loosed-

"Fuck yeah man!! Fuck that ass boy!! Take it bitch! Take my fat cock bro!
Oh yeah give it to me man!!" grunts, sighs, and the wordless rapture of
ejaculation peeled out in the tube.

Jackson glanced up between his legs and saw his own now-rock-hard joystick
seeping precum as behind him, furiously engaged in his fit, beefy jock ass
he saw Dallas's lightly tanned, honed legs, soaked in sweat of his sweet
labour, shivering with each powerful delivery of his thick man-meat into
Jackson's hole.

Then just as suddenly, the voices were shut off again and the smack and
suck of the engagement continued, right though till all had climaxed. Then
it was Jackson and the rest of the takers turn.

Sheesh! So far, enslavement seemed to have it's upsides.

But the grey ones were just beginning to slake their desire to witness the
humiliation of their vanquished foe. And it was a long, long journey to the
homeworlds at the centre of the intergalactic empire!

 With the spectacle over, Jackson and the others were commanded to lie down
on the glass floor of the tube. Jets of water scoured off the sweat and
other juices of passion from their bodies. Then it all went dark. It was
now permitted for them to sleep. Any needs to pass water or emptying bowels
had to be done in a series of pipes that opened up on the back walls.
Privacy was not indulged. The night was long, but they somehow managed to
sleep well.