“What the devil is this place? Where am I? Where are the others?” Her words echoed back to her as searing pain shot up her legs, into her abdomen. She bent to rub her thighs to get the circulation flowing again and for the first time noticed she was naked.
A soft humming noise caused her to glance around the chamber. A triangle appeared in the far wall, opening slowly. She shivered, the cold numbing her mind, her fingers starting to lose all feeling.
Several figures walked, no, they didn’t walk; they slid into the chamber. It was almost as if they were wearing invisible skates as they glided toward her. Instinctively she recoiled, forgetting she was frozen to the ice beneath her feet. Her movement caused her to fall, the skin of her naked buttocks instantly adhering to the ice.
She stared at the three apparitions. They resembled some spectral image, a celestial vision. It was difficult to tell if they were male or female, but when she peered closer trying to make her numbed mind function, she saw that the tallest one in the center was a woman. Dressed in ethereal, long, deep blue robes, the woman almost resembled an angel—except the wings were missing and the skin of her hands and face was a bluish hue. Silvery hair was piled high in small ringlets atop an egg shaped skull. Inwardly, Cassie giggled. The woman resembled an ice cream cone. Large eyes regarded her. They overshadowed the woman’s face; they were so big and slightly slanted. Large irises of the iciest blue she had ever seen looked at her curiously, almost wonderingly. In the center of the woman’s forehead a gemstone was embedded. It shone with a blue brilliance that was almost blinding. All in all, even though the woman was alien, she exuded a strange beauty, a hypnotizing beauty.
A hand reached out to Cassie. She counted six fingers, long, tapered, the nails a deep blue, the skin the same color as the face. The lips moved slightly, but no sound came from them. Yet Cassie could hear the woman’s voice in her mind. Surprisingly, she spoke perfect English.
“We greet you, Incunabula.”
“Incunabula?” the question was merely a whisper as her numbed lips would barely move.
“On this planet, you are the first to visit us from the stars.”
“I would hardly call it a visit. Our spaceship crashed. And right now I am on solid ice and if you can’t help to release me, I will surely die.” Her voice sounded croaky, merely the faintest sound came from her lips, yet the woman understood her.
The woman’s hand moved and motioned to the two beside her, her movements graceful, almost liquid. “My apologies. You are not accustomed to our world.”
The two figures moved toward Cassie. She noticed the lack of hair on their skulls, their smaller eyes, though she couldn’t tell if they were male or female. They reached out to her. Magically, an instrument appeared in their hands. It resembled a small remote control. Running it over her body, she felt warmth enter her, the numbness slowly leaving her limbs.
Gentle hands lifted her from the ice and set her on the slab. “Thank you,” she mumbled. “What happened to my crew? Are they okay? Did we all survive?”
“You are speaking about your slaves. They are well, Captain Bower.”
“I have no slaves. Those people are my friends. You know my name, yet I know nothing about you.”
“I am Ytyru, queen of this world.”
“What is the name of this planet? Where are we and how did we survive? At the speed we were hurdling toward your planet, the ship should have exploded upon impact and we should all be dead.”
“Your ship did not explode. Just before impact, we intercepted and guided your ship to land gently. At this moment, we are examining your crude technology. It seems your ship needs repair. However, we do not yet know its needs.”
“Ytyru, I want to see my fellow travelers.”
“It can be arranged. We are repairing the slave units too.”
“They are not slaves or units. They are humans, like me.”
Cassie felt frustrated. The queen remained immobile, only her hands waving in liquid motion as the melodious voice continued to speak in Cassie’s mind. “They obey your orders. We have been monitoring your vessel since it entered our galaxy. We studied your language and learned it so we may communicate with you. What is the name of your world?”
“Earth. It is far away.” Suddenly the liquid graceful movement of the queen’s hands stopped. She lifted her head sharply and glided closer to Cassie. “Impossible. Earth’s creatures are barbarians and Earth was captured by Tokanians. Most of Earth’s population has been destroyed.”
“How do you know? Have you visited Earth?”
“This world is called Suletusa. We were invaded by the same species that invaded your world and most of our population was killed. They forced the survivors to live in the frozen regions. Our bodies adapted, and when they left here, we could not return to the vegetated land or the sun. This happened many centuries ago.” The Tokanians have captured many Earthlings and are studying their behavior and cultural habits. They are also training the very young to be their slaves.”
The thought that almost everyone back home was dead, devastated her. Her heart bled for George, for her children. Unless they were captured and still alive on that strange planet…
“We will examine you further to make sure we have repaired you.”
Before she had a chance to protest, several of the figures approached and their instruments began to probe, their skinny tapered fingers tracing every contour of her body. If was a dream, it could almost be erotic, but as it was, she resented their touch. She even resented them having saved her. If her family was dead, what good was a world without Gerry, without her children?
Their long fingers entered her vagina. “Okay, I think I’m hardly damaged in there,” she finally growled, but they continued their examination. She came to the conclusion that her body was strange to them and they liked the feel of her skin, her clit, and her nipples. Their long fingers felt eerie as they traveled her breasts, tweaked her nipples. Against her will, she felt her blood pumping suddenly. It was the strangest feeling she’d ever had, icy fingers probing deep within, working and feeling the inner walls. The warmth her pumping blood caused within her body, heating up her flesh, was instantly cooled by the cold fingers. Her clit felt kind of numb, yet it was an exotic feeling. She squirmed uncomfortably as they dug deeper, wishing deep down that this were Gerry, or even another man, instead of the ice female. When two of the others stepped forward and felt her skin again, her breasts, she couldn’t help but squirm under their administrations. She forgot about their strange appearance for the moment, and just allowed the ecstasy to happen. It had been so long since she’d been touched by other hands… Her cum spilled. She felt it running down her cleft and knew it soaked their fingers. The ice female who had her fingers inside, pulled them out and examined the pearly liquid on them.
When another one of the females grabbed clamps and came toward her with them, her libido instantly turned to the same ice she was surrounded by and she wanted to jump off the table and run, but she really wasn’t in a position to argue—she was at the mercy of these ice people.
They inserted the clamp and produced a strange tool that shone a beam directly into her wide open vagina. Cassie’s heart sped up, a small seed of fear sprouting in her stomach that they’d do some strange things to her. But she need not have feared. They only wanted to look.
Finally, they were done with her and stepped away from the table. “Can I see my crew now? Is there some means for me to move around on this ice without instantly sticking to it?”
The ice queen stepped toward her, her lips breaking into a wintry smile. “Thank you for allowing us to study you. Your form is strange to us. We will provide you with suitable clothing and footwear so you may visit your slaves.”
“Slaves…” Cassie sighed. “They’re members of my crew. On my planet there are no slaves.” At the same time she said it, pictures flitted through her mind, of the groveling, hungry multitude on Earth. But that was all gone now. “Your technology is so mu
ch more advanced than ours. Can you help us repair our ship?”
“Yes. We are able to do so.”
“This planet you spoke about. Once our ship has been repaired, do you think we will be able to travel to it?”
“Why would you want to visit the species that conquered your world? Come with me. I will show you what happened. We have it recorded in our databanks.”
One of the ice people handed Cassie clothing. A bodysuit of shimmering silver material fitted her snugly. They handed her socklets of the same material and then booties that resembled a genie’s. Once she was dressed, they draped a cape around her. It, too, was lined with the same silvery material.
Carefully, she stepped onto the ice and found she could walk on it easily now. The bodysuit, socklets and cape made her feel cozy and warm, though her face still felt the intense chill, and her fingers quickly turned blue until she buried them inside the robe and pulled it tightly around her body.
She followed the ice queen and her entourage through ice tunnels to another chamber. Equipment lined the walls, computers like she’d never seen before and a large screen. The ice queen nodded to one of the women and quickly this ice maid worked on one of the computers and the screen lit up.
Cassie could hardly believe what she saw. These were pictures of Earth’s historical past, of the ice age. Dinosaurs were buried by mountains of ice, here and there she saw people scurrying to escape the approaching layer, barbaric people, cavemen. Then she saw strange creatures easily navigating the ice and scooping the cavemen by the dozens. It explained something that scientists had failed to discover. Why the ice age had happened, how it happened.
“This is part of our history,” she told the ice queen. “It happened thousands of years ago. My species, Earth’s people, survived and we became a well populated planet.”
“I thought all life had been extinguished on Earth,” the ice queen said.
“No, there were survivors. We are a hardy species,” Cassie said.
“Can you describe your Earth as it is now?”
As if I want to, Cassie thought. Aloud, she said, “I will be happy to do that. After I meet with my crew.”
“I will take you to your slaves now.”
Cassie entered the chamber where her crew was being held and noticed they were all in a deep sleep. Like she had been, they were all naked. Her eyes fastened on Bob. Over the last few years, she had noticed him more and more, her loneliness overwhelming her, and she’d even considered taking him up on his flirtatious invitations, but then she’d always joke it away. She was after all a married woman, whether she was lost in space or not.
Now, seeing him naked and defenseless caused her clit to become hot and clammy, her vagina to throb. He wasn’t an overly handsome man to look at, but he had the most magnificent body she’d ever seen. Naked, he was even better. Her eyes fastened on the piece of equipment she’d missed the most over the years and she noticed how well shaped and big it was, even when flaccid.
The urge to touch it and bring it to attention was great, but she was surrounded by the aliens, and she dare not. “Could you wake them, please?” she asked.
“Yes, of course. We have repaired them all, as you can see. They are now perfect.” The ice queen waved her hand. A wall of ice slid magically open and several of the ice women hastened to the equipment that was now revealed. Their fingers quickly maneuvered buttons, handles, typed in formulas and a soft humming sound filled the chamber.
And they were perfect, Bob especially. Cassie waited for her twelve crewmen and women to wake. Drowsily, one by one, they opened their eyes. Bob was the first one to sit up.
“Where the hell are we?”
“Seems these people saved us just before we were due to crash,” Cassie told him. “Don’t get off that table. Your feet will freeze instantly and stick to the ice.”
“Ice?” Bob looked around, his face puzzled.
“It seems we’re on some sort of ice planet. But be thankful. They saved our lives.”
“They’re friendly?”
“Yes, and they understand us as well.”
“We have prepared suitable quarters for your crew and yourself. Once your slaves are dressed, we will take you there so you may rest.”
“Rest? I feel quite rested and I’m starving hungry,” Susan said, while struggling into a blue bodysuit.
“We will send food. Our technicians will repair your ship. It will take at least one moon’s rotation before repairs are completed. Until then, we will make you as comfortable as we possibly can. In return for our assistance, we would like your cooperation.”
“Cooperation with what?” Cassie asked.
“We wish to study you as a people, how you interact, how you mate.”
“Now hold on a minute,” Susan interjected. “I don’t want to mate with anyone here. I have a boyfriend back home.”
“Boyfriend?” The ice queen asked, her eyebrows arching.
“A mate.”
“So on Earth you only have one mate?”
“Yes, we do,” Cassie told her. “I am married and I have children.”
“We learned that your mating habits are quite barbaric.”
“Perhaps millions of years ago. I think we’ve become more civilized since then,” Bob said, a grin from ear to ear on his face.
Cassie remembered the cavemen she’d seen scurrying away from the aliens, when the ice queen had shown her what happened during the ice age. She presumed that since then, the ice people had not been able to study life on Earth.
Cassie noticed that Bob’s eyes were on her while he was putting on the bodysuit, obvious desire reflected in their dark depths. It caused her juices to flow and she felt uncomfortably wet between her thighs. His cock was at half-mast now. Fascinated she stared at it hoping it would stand to attention for her to admire. But he pulled the suit up and hid it from her view.
She felt the blood rise to her cheeks when he winked knowingly. It was as if he sensed her rush of desire, knew about the pumping blood in her veins.
The ice queen spoke again. “We will only agree to complete repairs to your ship if you will allow us to study you closely. If your mating habits have become civilized, that means that Earth people are evolving. In the future, you may become like us and not need to mate anymore.”
“Are there no men on your planet?” Cassie asked.
“Yes, but they are our slaves. Only women hold positions of higher ranks.”
“I’m beginning to like this place,” Cassie said, smiling broadly at the six crewmen who now stood on the ice waiting to be led to their quarters.
“You’d better get those ideas out of your head,” Bob growled.
“If you will follow us, we will now lead you to your quarters. I hope our technicians have sufficiently copied your earth habitat so that you may feel comfortable during your brief stay with us,” the ice queen said.
They followed the queen and her ladies through several long, ice corridors, until they came to a different corridor. Here, the walls of ice were covered with a silver metal, the floor inky black. The ice queen and her ladies stepped to either side of the opening and motioned Cassie to enter.
There are six quarters. One each for one male and one female. You and your head slave will occupy the first one,” she said and pointed at Bob.
“I would prefer to share my quarters with one of the females,” she told the queen.
“No. As I told you, we wish to study your mating habits and reproductive rituals. We cannot do that if you are with a female.”
Bob had sidled up to Cassie and nudged her in the ribs. “We don’t have to,” he whispered. “Just pretend you agree. I want to get off this damn ice cube.”
Cassie, disgruntled, nodded. She had no idea how she would react to being in such close proximity with Bob. Not after what she’d just felt.
One of the ice women, now dressed in different clothing and robe, hustled them forward and led Cassie and Bob to the first entrance. When the invisi
ble door slid open, Cassie gasped, for within was a replica of an Earth cave.
“We don’t live like this on Earth,” she called out to the queen. “We are quite civilized now.”
“Dammit, Cassie. Just shut up and get in here,” Bob said from within the cave.
She stepped inside and heard the door slide back inside the wall. A soft click indicated that it was locked into place. She turned around and before her eyes, the door disappeared and a rock wall took its place.
She felt it. It felt just like regular rock. Dropping the cloak to the stone ground, she sat on a rock nearby. “Well, isn’t this just great. They’ve somehow simulated Earth caves for us. Look, there’s even some shrubbery. All that’s missing is a dinosaur,” she said.
“Well, I’m as hungry as a dinosaur. I wonder what kind of food they’ll feed us.”
“Seeing that they think we still live like cannibals on Earth, who knows.”
But they need not have feared. Within minutes, a partition opened in one of the walls and within it they saw civilized goblets and platters filled with fruit and what looked like small scones and some bowls filled with strange shaped nuts.
“I wonder if it’s safe to eat,” Bob said, gingerly tasting the liquid from one of the goblets. “Damn, it’s wine and it tastes good.”
Cassie stood up and studied the food for a moment. “Well, whatever it is, it can’t hurt now. They wouldn’t have ‘repaired’ us if they meant to poison us or feed us stuff that would not agree with us.”
“Repaired us?”
“Apparently we were all hurt. Damaged, as they called it.”
“Interesting. I seem to be all in one piece, though I haven’t really examined my body yet.”
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