Alien Saboteur

An excerpt from Alien Saboteur

The ship's hold was dank and dark. Briny water stood in pools here and there. Martin's footsteps echoed off the steel floor and walls. There was silence when he stopped to listen; nothing but the relentless beat of the surf outside.

But then, beyond some tarp-covered machinery, there came a scratching. Martin went cautiously, pistol ready, flashlight scanning all around.

Behind the machinery, bound tightly and gagged with a rope and handkerchief, was the green-skinned girl. "Good God!" Martin gasped. He rushed to her, set aside his pistol, and pulled at her bonds. In a minute, she was free and embracing him gratefully, kissing his neck and face.

She spoke her strange language to him and pushed him away gently. Then she shyly began to unzip her shiny black dress. Martin's eyes grew wide and amazed. Her large green breasts were freed, their dark nipples hard and pointed like any earth woman's.

But Amiel continued to unzip her dress, down her green belly, even to her navel. Then Martin saw it: a black device fastened to a belt and strapped around her middle. Amiel stood and let the dress slip off completely. She was naked now, revealing thick black fur between her legs...and more. The device included a strap that went between her legs, splitting her dark-lipped vulva and continuing up between her smooth buttocks to attach to the belt again at the back. A little red light flashed ominously.

Clearly embarrassed, Amiel nonetheless lay down again and spread her legs, inviting Martin to examine the device up close. The cop swallowed hard and pulled out the only tool he had that might be useful in this situation: his trusty pocket knife.