Abduction on my way home - Sex Stories

Abduction on my way home

... time to shock me again. I went to the end of the hallway. A door opened in front of me. It led to a small room. This room had a bench and hinged container. Both were made of the same material as the rest walls and floor. “Enter the next room” I hurried into the room. The door closed behind me. I waited for more instructions, but nothing happened for about a minute. I crossed my arms again. Now that I had time to think, I was beginning to feel uncomfortable. This was pretty clearly not a normal situation. Alien abduction seemed more and more likely. I fought the urge to clench my butt cheeks. Surely they wouldn’t probe my anus. What sort of useful information could they get out of that anyway? Finally, after several minutes, the voice spoke again. “Please remove all your garments, and place them in the container.” Look, I probably give the impression I spend lots of time with crossed arms. I know, I know, it isn’t welcoming body language. BUT IS THIS IS A SITUATION THAT CALLED FOR WELCOMING BODY LANGUAGE!? Thought so. (Ahem, sorry about that.) “Nice try buster, but you aren’t going to be sticking any probes up my ass!” Another shock was the only answer I got. This one really stung. I still wasn’t going to take off my clothes. Two more shocks followed. I gritted my teeth. “We do not understand your reluctance. Humans only dislike nudity in certain public situations. Why do you resist it in private?” Well that about confirmed it, although I still held out some hope this was ...

... only a stupid prank. “I only feel comfortable without clothes on when I know I’m safe and not being watched. I’m clearly not safe here, and I’m obviously being watched.” There was no response for a few minutes. Then: “We will guarantee your safety. Please comply with removal of your garments.” I shook my head. “You can’t just say ‘You’ll be safe’. That sentiment is useless without some proof of your good intentions. I haven’t seen any proof of that.” “We did not drop you from a fatal height. Is that adequate proof of our good intentions.” I sighed. “I suppose that’s a threat?” “If you comply fully, we can reward you. If you fail to comply, we will assume you are defective and liquidate you. All prior subjects have consented to the process.” “Consented before or after you threatened them with death.” “The majority required enticement of that level.” “You know, it really isn’t actually called consent if you threaten someone into it.” “Interesting. We were using words as we saw them commonly observed among humans. We have frequently seen consent defined in just such a way.” I sighed at that sad observation about society. “Have you made your decision, or is more inducement required?” I didn’t dignify them with a response. Stripping while being watched by aliens isn’t a pleasant experience. To give myself time to get used to it, I started with my shoes. Taking off my shoes wasn’t so bad. And then came socks, which also don’t require much courage. The skirt wasn’t too hard, because I ...