Brad and Lisa had looked forwards to this. Both loved the outdoors, and enjoyed hiking, camping, and the like. Now here they were, setting up a tent in a secluded area of the woods adjacent to their college campus. They had met a few weeks ago in the student union coffee house, and were delighted to find they shared a passion for all things natural. Shortly after, they discovered they shared other passions as well. Lisa was 19, pretty if not downright attractive, with long, dark brown hair that nearly reached her waist. Her typical jeans, flannel shirts, and hiker's boots effectively hid some of her impressive figure, but one look into her green eyes were enough to melt the coldest of hearts. Brad was a tad over 6', shyly handsome, still trying to outgrow the physical and emotional awkwardness that most young men of 20 experience. His dirty blonde hair extended over his ears, with just the hint of a curl here and there. As he walked, Brad's gait still reflected his struggle to master the three inches of growth his slender body had undergone over the past year. As they came to know each other better, Brad and Lisa had grown from acquaintances with a common interest, to friends, then finally to lovers. Like their initial friendship, their love had grown steadily, from awkward expression of adolescent tenderness to a deep desire. It was safe to say that both of them--especially Brad--looked forward to this secluded weekend for more than simply getting back to nature. As they drove the last tent stake in the ground, little could they have known that their lives would be forever changed in that lush foliage. Friday night turned out to be everything they had hoped. A natural meal, cooked over a subdued fire (lest their presence be detected by someone looking out their dorm window on the not-so-distant campus). A bottle of cheap but pleasantly fruity wine. Then, finally, some heavy petting, deep kissing, and, finally, some intense sex. Both Brad and Lisa felt it was important that each of them was satisfied during sex, and the night's activities had let neither down. So hot and heavy where the two young lovers that they failed to notice the strange orangish lights that dropped rapidly out of the sky and over the hills, about a mile from their make-shift campsite. Saturday dawned as gorgeous day. After some granola and coffee, the young lovers decided to take a hike up towards the hills that overlooked the campus. Along the way, they hoped to see some of the wildlife that made the woods come alive to them. They would indeed see life, but it wouldn't be four legged--or of this planet, for that matter. Brad and Lisa held hands as they moved along the trail. After about 20 minutes, they reached the edge of a group of small hills. Both had been here before alone, and they agreed the meadow that lay beyond was one of the most beautiful places they had ever seen. Besides, it was concealed well enough by the surrounding hills so that if--or when, Brad hoped--they decided to do some exploring on a more personal basis, there would almost certainly be no one who could see them. As they reached the edge of the meadow, Brad took Lisa in his arms and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. He was thinking about sexual positions when his eye caught the reflection of a metallic object over Lisa's shoulder, in a clearing just past the other side of the meadow. "I don't remember any metal structures out there," he said as he released Lisa, who turned to see what could have compelled her boyfriend to withdraw from such a passionate embrace. She too gazed upon the shiny object, and put her hand up to block the sun's brilliant reflection off its surface. After exchanging puzzled glances, they decided to investigate this unexpected development. Brad emerged from the meadow into the clearing, slightly of Lisa. They were totally isolated--surrounded by meadow, trees, and hills, they stood face the face with the object causing the reflection. Neither could find the words to express their amazement as they gazed upon it. The silver vehicle sat oblong, like a giant M&M in the small clearing. After a few seconds of indecision, they cautiously moved towards it. "My god, Brad... I think this is a... spaceship," offered Lisa, with more than a little apprehension in her voice. Brad, measuring the meaning of her words, was lost deep in thought as the word 'spaceship' rattled around in his head. "A spaceship.... but why are they here? I mean, out here in the woods..... what do they want?" The uneasiness Lisa felt now blossomed into full-blown fear. "I don't think I want to find out what they want..... we should get outta here Brad, NOW!" The intensity of her words drilled into Brad, causing him to cease his examination of the silver vehicle. He turned to see Lisa move quickly back towards the entrance to the meadow, only to stop dead in her tracks. His eyes moved to the sight that had caused her to halt her retreat. At the edge of the clearing stood three beings; two female, one male. They appeared basically human, but were undoubted not from this world. They wore pleasant looks on their faces as the sun illuminated their powdery blue skin. Each wore a body suit made of interwoven gold and silver metallic material. Brad was not too shocked to note the females clothing did nothing to conceal the fact their anatomy was similar to Earth women--not to mention well developed. He briefly noticed the male, positioned behind and between the two females, was wearing a silver contraption around his midsection and genitals that whimsically reminded Brad of a metallic diaper. He also noticed the male carried a small rectangular case over his shoulder, which he rested his hands upon. Brad and Lisa shot looks of curious anxiety at each other. Each could almost hear the other thinking, "OK, so we found some aliens..... what do we do now?" Brad tried to look brave, as he faced the extraterrestrials and tried to find his voice. "Uh.... hel... hi... I'm Brad, and this is Lisa.... who..... I mean, where did you come from?" The two females smiled in response, the sun glistening off their blonde hair. Their blue eyes seemed to sparkle, like pale, expensive stones. "I don't think they understand us, Brad," Lisa's sense of impending panic was clear in her voice. "I think we better get away from..." Lisa never finished her sentence. ----------------------------- Chapter 2: Capture One of the alien females had suddenly removed a clear, thin cylinder from her golden belt. As Lisa was uttering her plea for a quick exit, the alien pointed the strange device towards the young couple. A brilliant purple wave seemed to explode from its tip, instantaneously enveloping Brad and Lisa. Then, as suddenly as the attack began, it was over. The human two captives stood in the clearing, unmoving. Brad's body felt paralyzed. The only muscles that seemed to function were his eyes, and he now watched the steady approach of the aliens towards he and Lisa. He noted the growing smiles on the faces of the two alien females; they were clearly pleased at this turn of events. The male, for some reason, remained expressionless as he followed the others towards their prey. The group stopped as one female moved directly in front of each of the immobilized humans. Though he was unable to move his arms or legs, Brad's mind still seemed to work. He watched as each alien woman seemed to be giving their prisoners a thorough once over with those gorgeous eyes. The male reached into his shoulder case and withdrew a pair of small black devices the size of a pack of cigarettes. Taking one each, the females pushed a few buttons on the devices, then began to pass them over the immobilized humans. Brad and Lisa knew they were being examined, and couldn't help but notice the women concentrated the devices on their sexual organs. After what seemed an eternity to Brad, the females glanced back at the male and handed the black boxes back to him. With silent acknowledgment, he replaced the boxes and drew out another pair of objects that looked like headsets for a personal stereo, and handed each female one of them. A thin black metal strip, apparently curved to fit over the top of the head. On each end sat a cube-shaped crystal, opaque and milky white. The females took several seconds to carefully adjust the devices; then, after briefely exchanging satisfied glances, they turned back at their soon-to-be slaves. Lisa's sense of panic had not been paralyzed along with her muscles. Still able to move her eyes, she watched terrified as the alien opposite Brad extended her arms outwards and lifted the strange headphone-like object upward towards his head. The alien adjusted the device so the pale white things on the end of the metal bar rested at eye level, just in front of his ears. Satisfied with their placement, she withdrew her hands back to her sides. Lisa watched as the cubes began to glow, dimly at first, then increasingly brighter. Brad's eyelids began to flutter as the crystals grew ever brighter. She noted the smile on the alien opposite her boyfriend had blossomed into a wide grin. Lisa's horrid fascination with the white lights was suddenly broken; her attention was captured by a the movements of the woman in front of her. Her eyes swung back around in time to catch the other alien lifting the device towards her head. She felt the cold metal of the centerpiece brush lightly across her forehead on its way to its intended destination. Lisa now felt the alien's warm hands on the side of her head, gently positioning the headset to her satisfaction. The smile on the alien woman's face brightened as the two crystals come to rest on the sides of Lisa's head. As the alien's now empty hands pulled back from her, a strange warm feeling began to spread through Lisa's body. Her attention on the smiling blue lips in front of her wavered as a tingling sensation began working its way down her spine. Suddenly, she feet sleepy, incredibly sleepy; like she hadn't slept in days. Her eyelids became heavy, as if they were pulled downwards by and invisible force. All of the sudden, Lisa's mind became numb.... she couldn't think, couldn't feel, couldn't comprehend her fate. All of her thoughts seemed to drift out of her head. Staring straight ahead, she became vaguely aware of the hands on her arms, turning her, then guiding her towards a now-opened entry on the side of the silver spacecraft. She felt the hands pull gently on her, compelling her to pause as Brad was guided into the craft first. As he was propelled slowly up the incline, the hands once again beckoned her to move forward. As the entryway slid closed behind them, the group moved into a circular room. Unnamable colors seemed to swirl about the walls and ceiling as the two alien displayed their subdued captives to a half-dozen alien women who awaited their arrival. Upon noticing the brightly-glowing devices affixed to Brad and Lisa's heads, they flashed the now-familiar blue-lipped smiles. Across the room, three alien males stood, stilled. As the females gathered around their specimens, the male who assisted in their capture moved to the other side of the room and stood with the other men. Apparently realizing his services were no longer needed at present, he too assumed a posture of quiet waiting. The excited alien women examined Brad and Lisa with their eyes and their hands. It was clear from their level of excitement and probing that they were much more interested in Lisa. Several nodded enthusiastically as they cupped and prodded her breasts through her shirt. After briefly conversing amongst themselves in a melodic language never heard before on this world, they began to move their prize possessions towards a doorway on the other side of the room. Neither Brad nor Lisa were conscious enough of their situation to notice their location, or the downright lascivious glances the otherworldly women exchanged with each other. ---------------------------------- Chapter 3: Enslavement The group moved down a narrow hallway. As they reached the end, a door retracted upwards, revealing another circular chamber. In the middle of the room, a clear tube stretched from a mechanism on the ceiling to the floor. A control panel faced opposite the tube. Behind the panel stood another alien woman, who smiled upon the entrance of the humans and those who accompanied them. She relayed a report to the others, who nodded their approval. Lisa was guided to the wall behind the console, while Brad was directed towards the tube. He was placed inside, then turned to face the control panel. Satisfied at his positioning, an alien reached in the tube, and removed the device on Brad's head. His eyes blinked wildly as the fog in his head began to clear. He regained his senses just in time to see the opening in the tube close. Although the room was darkened, his eyes quickly found Lisa against the back wall, facing him. Her eyes stared blankly ahead she was illuminated by the glowing crystals on the sides of her head. Brad felt a brief flash of anger as he realized they had been kidnapped by the aliens. Seeing Lisa with that blank, helpless look only heightened his feelings. He began to swear at his captors; based on their lack of reaction, they either couldn't understand him or didn't care. Brad's outburst was cut short as he heard a loud humming sound from above. He looked up to see the mechanism at the top of the tube slip down towards his head. Realizing he was trapped in the tube, he wondered if he was placed there simply to be crushed by the large object dropping closer and closer to him. To his relief, the device stopped suddenly, several inches above his head. The alien at the console, watching the developments in the tube, quickly adjusted a pair of dials. Suddenly, a panel on the console opened, revealing a large, milky spherical object. She pushed several other buttons and the sphere suddenly rose, finally stopping when a little more than half of it lay above the surface of the console. The female glanced at her comrades, smiled, then turned back to face the captive in the tube. She slowly closed her eyes as her blue hands reached out for the sphere. As they came to rest on it, the sphere began to glow a brilliant white. Brad her watched anxiously through the clear tube. He suddenly felt an irresistible urge to look upwards. Surrendering to the hidden force lifting his eyes, he became aware of the lights flickering on the device above him. His mouth moved in a small smile as the lights both fascinated and captivated him. Brad could feel his mind falling into the flickering lights, falling, falling. Soon all of his attention was on the lights, so he didn't notice the sphere on the control panel begin to flash, off and on, on and off, over and over. Suddenly, he felt sleepy again, but his eyes stayed focused on the now swirling lights above him. His ears began to tingle as a faint buzzing sound filled them, like a distant swarm of bees. Brad now heard a faint voice in the buzzing--a feminine voice, soft but forceful. The language it spoke sounded foreign, but somehow, he seemed to understand every word. The voice grew louder, more insistent. Strangely, it seemed to be coming from inside his own head. "You will listen carefully. We are the Omegans. We are your masters. You will obey us. You will serve us. No one else. Nothing is more important to you than to obey and serve us. Nothing is more important." Brad's mind was so intent on concentrating on the message in his mind, he never heard himself repeating it out loud. The voice continued. "We have need of you. Need of your mind. Need of your body. You will obey us. You will serve us. You will satisfy our needs. Nothing is more important to you." "...Nothing is more important to me," repeated Brad, wearily. After a brief pause, the voice returned. "You are Brad. We are the Omegans. We are your masters. You are a drone. You love us. You desire us. You adore us. You need to please us, to pleasure us, to love us. You need to be our slave, our drone. You need to obey our instructions as you pleasure us. Our pleasure is essential to your happiness. Our pleasure is your pleasure. Our satisfaction is your satisfaction." Brad smiled as he voiced his devotion to his new lovers, his new masters. "Now Brad, I want you to close your eyes." Instantly he obeyed. A wave of energy seemed to pass through his body. wavered for a moment, recovered, as he heard the familiar female voice--not in his head, but in his ears. "You may open your eyes now." Brad obeyed the instruction, and was greeted by the sight of the female who had stood behind the control panel. She now stood in front of the tube, arms at her sides, completely naked. His eyes were immediately drawn to her large, firm, blue breasts. He noticed the dark blue nipples were fully erect. His eyes then strayed downwards, to the golden pussy that looked so inviting. Brad felt his penis growing to enormous proportions. "Come out of the tube, to me. Come and pleasure me." Suddenly, the tube was open, and Brad stepped out. Immediately, he was in her arms, kissing her passionately. He thrust his tongue in her mouth, and ran his hands over her firm buttocks. Withdrawing from the embrace, the female instructed him to remove his clothing. In a matter of seconds, his clothes were bundled in a heap on the floor of the chamber. His fingers brushed lightly over his huge, throbbing penis. No one--even Lisa--had ever made him this excited, this big, this willing. "Now, you will pleasure me. You may use you hands, your tongue, your lips. But you may not use your penis unless I say so. You will make me cum over and over again before you worry about ejaculation." Brad nodded, eagerly. Although he felt a tremendous pressure between his legs, he didn't care about coming. Her pleasure was paramount. Her pleasure was his. Moving behind her, he nuzzled her ear as he began to massage her beautiful mounds. So intent was Brad on pleasing his new lover, he didn't notice the other alien females standing around them, watching them closely. They were on the floor now. Brad's mouth had become intimately familiar with ever square inch of the alien's breasts. His passions intensified with every moan of pleasure that escaped between her lovely blue lips. Now, Brad's mouth left her heaving breasts, moving down her tight stomach, towards her blonde pussy. It was sooooo soft, Brad simply rubbed his face in it for several seconds. He resumed his quest as he caught the first whiff of the strange, feminine scent emanating between her legs. It was unlike any female scent he had ever smelled before. Unquestionably feminine, but with a hint of something like an expensive perfume. It not only captured his attention, it seemed to draw him towards it, like a starving dog drawn to the smell of a grilled steak. Carefully unfolding the delicate blue lips, he dipped his tongue into the alien beauty's cunt. The taste was incredible, sugary sweet. Brad's licking came more frantically as the woman's moaning increased. She rocked back and forth as he continued to lick around her swollen blue clitoris, until she finally came. And came. And came. After her fifth orgasm, a tired Brad glanced up to see the woman looking down upon him, her eyes reflecting her satisfaction. He wanted to mount her and release the throbbing packet he was carrying, but he knew he had to follow her instructions. And, as she had clearly stated, penetration was only allowed when she desired it. Letting out a final sigh of pleasure, her lips parted as she began to address him. He hoped as hard as he had ever hoped for anything that she would instruct him to empty his seed into her. However, he found out she had other plans instead. "You did very well, Brad. You will make an excellent pleasure drone. I know you'll satisfy many of us for a long, long time." She looked up at her comrades, and nodded once. Immediately, a cone-shaped device was handed to her. It was about a foot long, with a silvery metallic exterior. Smiling, the alien woman took the device, and rolling Brad on his back, slipped it over his gigantic penis. As the device settled over his sex, Brad felt it closing around him tightly. He looked up at the female, catching the precocious look in her eyes. The device suddenly came to life, glowing dimly. Brad gasped as he felt it sucking, the sensation growing stronger as its glow intensified. While the procedure was not painful, was certainly not pleasurable. He felt like his penis was being turned inside out. His eyes grew wide with anxiety as he felt the device digging deep inside him, sucking more and more of his sperm into it. The alien, noting his discomfort, tried to calm him. "Do not be afraid, Brad. We are simply collecting your seed for experimentation and cataloging. You will not be harmed. In time, you will find this procedure acceptable, even desirable." As she finished speaking, the sucking suddenly stopped. The device, now only glowing faintly, was removed from his penis. The alien woman handed it to one of the others, who took it and left the chamber. The others soon left as well. As his alien lover began to replace her metallic clothing, Brad stared down at his manhood; what had just been throbbing with potency was now a darken, shriveled blob. As she was dressing, his new master gave him an insight as to what his future held. "You should be happy, Brad. We have found you an acceptable pleasure drone. You will be allowed to continue pleasuring us for as long as you last. Soon, you will even be able to pleasure Lisa." Lisa! In all the excitement, Brad had almost forgotten about her. Somehow, he worked up the will to ask if she was to become a pleasure drone as well. "No, of course not. Females are not drones, they are masters. Only males such as yourself are drones. Soon, Lisa will be as we are. She will help us to capture many drones and indoctrinate many females to become masters. And you will help her." Smiling at Brad, she instructed him to get dressed. When he finished, he was told to stand by the doorway and wait for further instructions. Now completely enslaved, he did exactly as he was told. Brad was not sure how much time had passed. He stood by the doorway for what seemed an eternity. Finally, the door opened, and several Omegan women entered the chamber. All were dressed in that strange metallic clothing. All they passed him, they completely ignored Brad. Then, as the door began to close, he noticed that one of the women had dark hair. As the group moved towards the center of the chamber, Brad realized that that dark-haired girl was Lisa.