Terran History

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Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Ma/ft, NonConsensual, Slavery, Violent, .

Desc: Science Fiction Sex Story: A new world is being developed by survivors of the old world's demise, but trouble lurks in the rigidly classified society.

Revolt on Terra

The FTL ship emerged from hyperspace in the proper quadrant and below it lay the blue-green planet, nearly cloud covered from pole to pole. As the huge cargo ship slowly descended, the dark side came into view and the waking crew could see twinkling lights that marked the few cities. The men stretched and spat, having endured more than a month of suspended animation with intravenous feeding and waste disposal.

Once all the crew members had left their pods and rehydrated themselves, they began awakening their cargo, level by level, starting as they always did with the younger women. The crew leader selected out two for use, prime sluts he called them, big enough youngsters that they could handle a score of men with rigid cocks, and the others were washed and fed in groups as more levels were revived and the two girls shrieked almost continuously. A total of 3,500 humans had been taken on board, anesthetized, IVed and locked down and now the sensors showed that they had only lost 37 of them during the nearly month-long voyage, a very acceptable percentage. On some of the early trips, the dead had numbered as much as ten percent.

When all the women were revived, the two that had been serially raped were given null-memory shots and sent for their meals, wondering why their groins ached and their thighs and lips were bruised. Then the young men were awakened, tier by tier, and finally the 210 prisoners from the lowest deck were brought back to life and, of course, put in chains before they were washed and fed. The wash water, which had been used over and over, was jettisoned along with the dissolved bodies.

By then the ship was in the grasp of the anti-grav landing grid and being hauled down to the sprawling dock. The wholesalers along with a few wealthy men with particular tastes had gathered as the naked indentured servants were marched into their holding pens.

Most of the willing ones had pledged four years, 410-day years for Terra's yearly swim around its sun took a bit longer that old Earth's trip. Its axis spin was 22 hours so the difference hardly mattered. The criminals, for the most part, were to serve seven years and a few of them were lifers, forehead branded, neutered and never to be left unchained.

The women were sold first, in groups of twenty, starting with the early adolescents. The youngest of this shipment was fourteen and the oldest twenty-two for both men and women. The criminals were not sorted by age but none were over twenty-five.

From each twenty, the hedonists, as they were usually called, culled out their pets, both boys and girls, and the rest went to the Scottish wholesalers to be hauled out into the hinterland and parceled out at a profit or displayed and sold one by one at their stores. Prices were good for the worker shortages were great after two settlements had been all but wiped out in a dust storm that engulfed nearly a third of the planet. Terra-forming was progressing but there was a least another century of work ahead despite the cloudy appearance of the cobalt sky, produced almost entirely by the aichtoho generators.

The criminals, all male, had a big letter C burned into their right deltoid and all had been physically castrated. They were, in the main, a docile group and most ended up in the mines or doing heavy construction work. Those that survived their seven years sentences were given prescriptions for testosterone if they found a woman to mate, most often a widow and there were plenty of those, some who had survived six or seven husbands.

The associate administrator's stylish wife attended the sale, masked and dressed as a man in a tailored jumpsuit, and had her agent pull out a half-dozen boys for her to inspect. She bought two after having all them masturbate to ejaculation. She measured their young penises with her gloved hands and noted how long it took each to become erect for the second time. One of her friends, also disguised, after watching her hour-long examination, bought one of the boys she had rejected because she liked the way his cock curved upward.

The two women traveled to their sealed homes in their secure community in a government car with a uniformed government driver, their purchases bundled in the copious trunk, both bound and gagged.

"They certainly look sturdy enough," said Regina Summers. "This will be my first, you know."

'Well, don't expect him to last. I haven't had one yet that earned his freedom. A decent saving, you understand."

"Sorry," said the other woman, unable to get the image of the lean boy's jerking cock from her mind.

"Once they've served their four years," she chuckled, "you have to pay them a hundred credits and buy them some clothes and shoes. That's the law. If they don't last that long, well then." She smiled. "Mine never do."

"Do you use yours only for sex?" her friend asked.

"No, of course not. There are all sorts of jobs they can be put to. They can tend the lawn and gardens, clean and polish, do laundry. Use your imagination. Keep them busy. I share with my daughters; you know, back and forth. That's why I always buy two at a time. Some say we work them to death." She laughed. "My girls hanged and emasculated their last one after he failed to generate a second erection in a timely manner."

"Here's my bubble," said Regina. "Thanks for the ride." The driver got her boy, ear tagged with her name, his hands tied behind him, out of the trunk and walked him to the front portal, accepted her gratuity and patted the youngster, feeling sorry for the little bugger with his thin chest and drooping prick. He was indentured himself, with only a year more on his contract.

Regina Summers, whose well-paid but inattentive husband was one of the chief engineers, hurried the boy up the ramps and into a back bedroom. She ordered him onto the bed, stripped off her expensive jumpsuit and crawled up beside him, anxious to sample her prized purchase and knowing how jealous he would make her neighbors. She captured his mouth with hers and ground her carefully toned body against his bony frame.

Joe, who was not sure how old he was, and had signed a contract at the recruiting station after his parents vanished in the wake of a Chinese germ attack on San Diego, a ruined town then in Mexican control. He had never attended school, but his mother had taught him to read well enough to survive out in the desert.

He had seen people having sex, and he had played with himself often, but he had never entered a girl or a woman. And now this naked lady who was probably twice his age was kissing him and stroking him, pushing her big dark nipples at his lips and now she was pulling him to her and now, now he was in her and her long legs were wrapped about him, and they were humping like crazy. His brain seemed to freeze, and his slim cock took control of his being.

"Ah, ah, ah," gasped Regina, arching up on her boy after she rolled him to his back. She closed her eyes and imagined one of the muscular men in her video stories, well satisfied with Joe's active six-inch erection that was probing and rutting ceaselessly, punching wildly at her folds. She was highly pleased with her purchase as she tried rotating her hips on the young man's shaft.

She had already come once and now felt her second orgasm starting to wash over her. She bit her lower lip and her lush body stiffened as Joe continued to ram upwards into her, his mind empty and his belly and back muscles straining, bouncing his butt off the bed. He sought friction and relief, nothing more. The woman had what she wanted.

She fell on him with a sigh and the boy instinctively rolled her over, wiggled himself deeper into her and satisfied himself, pumping out four ropes of thick jism and sobbing as he did so. She pushed him away and hurried to the washroom to clean herself out, sure her barriers were in place but not liking the feel of Joe's spend coursing down the inside of her thighs. Joe lay back, exhausted and confused.

She came back to the narrow bed and patted the boy's belly, noting that his cock, while limp, was still long. "That was well done, boy," she told him. "Do you like chocolate?"

Joe shook his head. "Never had it?"

"Well, every time you serve me, or one of my friends, and do it well, I will give you some chocolate." Her fingers ran though his sparse pubic hair and she stroked the root of his trembling penis. "Can you get it back up?"

Joe shook his head. "I don't know. I've never done this before."

Regina Summers, who had hooked her rich husband with her single talent, bent over the slim boy's belly, smiled and stuck out her long tongue.

Meanwhile her friend, Marian Bose had her long-term criminal servant take the boys out by her pool and hose them off before she put the electronic collars on them. Major, as she called her criminal, had been with the family for three years, as long as they had been on Terra, and did exemplary work, silently for the most part. His mistress, as a reward, gave him doses of what she called "Test," now and then and took him to her bed where she tried to wear him out without success. The castrated man, when his cock reared up, had a thick eight-inch erection that lasted as long as the testosterone held out.

The woman had sex several times a day with one or more of the boys, depending on what her selfish daughters were up to, and still needed a full grown man from time to time to keep her calm. Her husband, Neal Bose, the well-paid associate administrator, had stayed way from her bed for the last two years having installed a series of young indentured girls in his office for his use and that of his assistants. They were much less demanding than his shrewish wife.

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