Hostage Brides of the Overlords: Part 4: (Futuristic Sci Fi Erotica) by Jill Soffalot

Author:Jill Soffalot
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Wild Charm Publishing
Published: 2014-09-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Two

All the rooms in the women's reproductive ward were painted in soft peach or pink tones, but the room where Clara woke up was painted grey. The walls were constructed of cinder blocks, and the floor and ceiling were concrete. The door was metal, and there was no handle on the inside.

She was lying on a hard slab. Her head felt like it was full of cobwebs. How long had she been asleep? It didn't matter. She looked around. There was a sink and a toilet with no seat. On the ceiling above was a single florescent light bulb, shining with cold white light.

Clara lay on her back for a while with her eyes closed, waiting for the drugs to gradually work their way out of her system. When she felt straight enough to stand, she got off the bed and peed in the toilet. It was all meticulously clean. She wiped with paper from a roll on the wall, and flushed.

Well, she told herself, sitting down on the edge of the bed, this is certainly a new twist. Better? Worse? She would have to wait and see. Maybe she would now have some time off from getting treated like a monster's jizz rag. Maybe she would have a little time for her aching vagina to heal. It had seen enough action for a while. Her pussy needed a vacation from giant cocks.

The light bulb never turned off, so Clara was unable to mark the passing hours. She eventually lay back down on the bed. She imagined being rescued by Sean, seeing him open the door like Luke rescuing Leia. Maybe before they made their big escape he could fuck her, right there on her little prison bed. Maybe he could have a really awesome weapon, like a machine gun, or a chain saw, and he would have one for her too, and they could make their escape, smashing their way through the ranks of the littles, and even eliminating any bigs stupid enough to get in their way.

Where would they go? The whole complex was underground. The planet's surface was, if you took Able Jones at his word, inhospitable due to toxic airborne pollution. They would have to remain underground.

In the endless time she had on her hands, Clara ran through more and more complex iterations of her escape and revenge fantasy scenarios. She and Sean would smash the control machine of the littles, scattering them down tunnels and abandoned hallways. The two of them would reunite the normal men and women to create a new society. They would take over. They would take control of the bigs, letting them do their work in cleaning up the air through their tree-planting programs on the surface.

Somehow, they would start over.

After an unmeasurable time, there was a banging noise against the door followed by the scratchy sound of an unseen speaker. "Lie down on the bed," commanded the voice. "Face down. Put your hands behind your head."

Clara got up instead,

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