The effect of the alien's semen wore off after about an hour and by the time the door to my room opened again my lust was gone and I felt only shame. Shame that I had been used like bitch in heat in front of the entire group of research aliens.
A little blue alien in a green uniform entered the room. He had a white gown in one hand and a plate of food in the other. My stomach grumbled and I silently hoped that the food was for me.
"Hello, Subject 004," the alien said in a high-pitched voice.
I sat up and pulled the blanket up to cover my chest. The alien placed the tray with the food on the bed and handed me the gown. I quickly put it on, feeling embarrassed to be naked in front of this strange alien, even though I'd been naked in front of several of his colleagues.
"What is this?" I asked, eyeing the tray of food warily.
"This is pontifalo eggs with streaky kezwiz," he said.
I tried not to wrinkle my nose but the smell of the dish did not help. I looked up at the alien, trying to hide my discomfort. "Thank you," I said politely, taking a small bite of the eggs.
The alien watched me with its large black eyes, analyzing my reactions. "Do you like it?" he asked.
"It's...interesting," I said diplomatically, taking another bite. I made a small noise of surprise when I realized it was actually delicious. Whatever it was.
The alien seemed pleased with my response. "Good. I'm glad you enjoy our cuisine."
There was an uncomfortable silence for a moment as I continued to eat and the alien watched me. The streaky stuff was even tastier than the eggs.
"What's your name?" I asked. Maybe if I became more familiar with the aliens I could get useful information out of them.
"My name is Zolto," the alien said. "If you have finished with your meal, I will escort you to Keldon in the examination laboratory."
My heart sank. It had only been a couple of hours since my last visit to the lab. I did not want a repeat of this morning's humiliation. However, it was quite clear that I did not have a choice. I followed Zolto through the corridors of the ship toward the lab.
"How big is this ship?" I asked. It seemed to be an endless maze of white-walled corridors.
"It is a large research vessel. It was designed to accommodate 50 personnel," Zolto said with a touch of pride.
The ship was built for 50 aliens which meant there were no more than 50 on board. Maybe less. That information could be useful.
When I arrived at the lab I was relieved to see that it was the smaller lab that I'd first woken up in rather than the large lab from this morning. Keldon stood alone waiting for me. No Grabanimo and no other researchers were present.
"Thank you, Zolto," Keldon said, and Zolto left after giving him a polite nod. "Hello again Subject 004," he said to me.
"My name is Chloe," I said in defiance.
Keldon blinked slowly. "That name has no meaning on this ship. Please lie down." He pointed to the examination table in the middle of the room.
I folded my arms across my chest, feeling the anger start to boil within me. I was sick of being treated like an experiment, like an object. "I'm not doing anything until you start to treat me with respect."
"I have shown you respect by giving you a gown to wear and a bed to sleep in. I have provided you with prime sustenance to stop you from starving. If you refuse to comply I will remove all of these things and treat you as the laboratory creature that you are. You will live naked in a cage and eat of a bowl. Now, get on the table. Please," Keldon said firmly, his big dark eyes narrowing.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized the seriousness of Keldon's threat. I knew that he wasn't bluffing, and the thought of living in a cage was too much to bear. I took a deep breath and lay down on the examination table, trying to quell my anger. I couldn't afford to lose what little dignity I had left.
Keldon walked over to the table and reached for a device. "This will only take a moment," he said as he pressed a button on the device and a soft blue light enveloped me.
A table rose out from the floor, on top of it was a tray of clinical instruments. There was an odd disc, something that looked like a hammer, and a scalpel. I really hoped that the scalpel wouldn't be used on me.
Keldon picked up the hammer thing and pressed a few of the buttons on the handle. A suction pad emerged from the end of the strange device.
"Please lift your gown so I may access your abdomen," he said.
I took a deep breath and lifted my gown, feeling exposed and vulnerable. I'd been given no underwear so my vagina was exposed to him and I squeezed my legs together. Without the lust induced by the alien semen, I felt only shame and humiliation.