He wished that a feast of junk food and alcohol could be the something that would stop this hell.
He could hope that they would drop down dead because of it. They weren't protected from the diseases that blighted the Earth. Wherever and whatever they sought to destroy, they were vulnerable to its poisons.
The regular trips to the fast food joint, on the very planet they wanted to wipe out, had finally started to take its toll.
Now, every passing year had seen their shirt sizes increase until they were literally bursting at the seams. In just one board member's shirt (who had subsequently left) two guys' could have cuddled up. It would be hot, smelly and riddled with sores inside, though. When his member had 'gone off' so had his 'wife.' Sex, that is.
The bed and the room had to be astronomical to support and hold that big lump of foetid meat. Maybe they could all burn themselves and skip the 'middle men' so to speak. The Board had been their saviour. Otherwise, all would have ended up celibate and alone.
They sat in a circle like knights at the round table. But, they were far from honourable. They were the epitome of Lust. It was oozing out of their skin and radiating out into the room.
The girl, standing in the middle of the room, should have been blown away by the filthy stench. But, Louisa carried on doing what she was ordered. She didn't notice. She acted like she was drugged up to the eyeballs; deaf, blind, dumb and nose-blind to everything.
She teased them with her body, barely able to see who was there if anything at all. The dim lighting pulled a cloak over the lines and corners of the walls and the body forms. She needed to be sexy; moving to the music she couldn't even hear. However, she was disjointed. Her arms, hips and legs were totally out of sync.
Though, it was about the entire human race right now. It was contaminated and weak and was destined to die. So, their saviours had made their way to the planet as they always did. If a species was unprotected to attack then it was worth helping them on their way to annihilation.
The first wave of invasion would be to round up the useful things. Women. They would be stored, locked up in underground cages, for now, where they just...existed. In time they would stand in front of the Board and be forced to move. Some were truly awful, like this one. But, it wasn't about the movement per-se. It was about the desire and the willingness to perform. One final experience followed this 'dancing'; one that could see them die prematurely. It was the one they had to willingly endure and excel.
He stood in the shadows watching Louisa closely. Her devices weren't her own to use but she couldn't use them even she wanted to. These women had to be controlled.
Her movements became more...erotic. Her promiscuous personality shone out. She, along with the others, needed to be horny; to participate in everything that was offered.
Those who failed early were used as fuel; actually all would be used for fuel eventually, just some sooner than others. He truly believed that burning at the end of the natural breeding life would be welcomed. It would be a relief after all the pain and suffering. There wouldn't be many nerve endings left to feel the burning at all.
Fuel was the driving force of the Board as it was to many other life-forms. But they needed every aspect of it just to survive; the energy, the heat and the smell. Have you ever smelt pan-fried human flesh? Think of that prime cut of pork for Sunday's roast and then add just a touch of sweetness. Now, that is worth savouring. Or so they believed.
The scent of the 'bred' on fire would soon zap all the oxygen on Earth. Only pockets of the stuff would be left. He could envisage groups of humans (males and the youngest of the boys) shuffling closer to one another, gasping at what remained of the fast-dispersing air. It would prolong their agony, of course, then they would die.
But, that was a long time coming. First, they had to create a following to quicken up the process of the removal of the gas. They didn't need oxygen to survive but they needed to complete their work before their own fuel ran out.
Louisa was finger-fucking herself now, revealing all and sundry to the pieces of stiff Board in the circle. She was dripping wet, positively streaming by the time she had removed her dress. He stood in front of her. Her eyes, when she saw him, had a look of recognition; for His kindness and respect.
Whilst moving to the unknown beat, she lost her balance placing her hands on his chest. He didn't want to touch her intimately but, she'd forced his hand. His heart beat hard against his chest and his cock hardened.
“No, you mustn't. Not now.”
He pushed her away firmly. He hoped that the board had not seen that or his reaction. He didn't want to awaken something in her or them. He needed to be strong for both of them. He couldn't afford to be aroused.
He was her Guard, a shield of strength. He was a protection from the forces of evil and the surviving Breeders themselves. But, there was something else with them. He'd sensed it earlier. Parasites. It was inevitable they would pick something up on their journey but their numbers had to be kept in check. The Board had nothing on these malevolent beings. They weren't in control...yet. But, he knew that if they didn't finish their work here, the Board wouldn't be the ones to take over.
He covered her eyes with a strip of material, then he took her away.
It was time for her final test.
Louisa would be at the mercy of the Board and she should be willing to accept their offerings. She had to fulfil their needs to prolong her own life. It was possession in its truest form.
Her body needed to be ready for breeding, deep within her sex organs and her cardiovascular system. It was vital. He'd known of females reaching this penultimate stage, however, and failing miserably through lack of wantonness and energy.
Weak participants bred weak offspring.
It was a long and laborious process for them. The new breeders would replace the older ones who were wizened and empty. In time it was necessary to inject them with a blue, potent chemical (he never found out what) into their heart to try and keep them functioning. However, even that would fail eventually.
You couldn't push the human body passed its natural limit. Once dead or dying, that was it. The empty shells would be discarded on the mounting fuel heap outside the facility.
The second room didn't have much to it apart a soft and springy bed, built just for this purpose. He placed her gently down, and then he disappeared into the shadows. He couldn't bear to see the treatment she was about to undertake but he had no choice. He knew he wasn't the only one to care deeply for his charges. How could they not care? They were people not carriers of an alien race.
He knew her name but, in truth, there was no need for identifying tags; they were all the same. Breeders stopped being someone and eventually became something very quickly.
He would always know her, though. She held that much power over him. He knew it was likely to happen. No surprise there. These females formed attachments to their Guards but, this was only because they knew nothing else. The start of the process began shortly after their acceptance into the program and it never ended.
Shortly, after he had moved away, the Board took their place between her thighs, in line with her mouth and behind her. Louisa looked willing and able which boded well to the Board.
“Leave us.” The command was sharp.
He obeyed, leaving with a nod but a little confused as to why they didn't want him there. It wasn't typical at all.
However He watched from outside the door.
She took delight in taking their cocks into her mouth. They were all over her now; each member taking his (or its) place necessary to gain optimal pleasure. It was all about them this time. She was only a vessel in which to carry their seed, planting themselves in her womb and fallopian tubes to prepare for the breeding.
Sex juice wept from just about everywhere, as they rammed their organs into places that weren't meant for violating.
No, this wasn't how it should be. Not this time. Not her. He had to take her away. They needed to leave this planet, urgently but for now all he could do watch and wait. He had no intention of losing her to the miserable existence in store. He'd been waiting for the right time to leave. Maybe now, maybe soon.
He continued to wait, heart hammering in fear and trepidation.
Lips were kissing her skin and the tips of all manner of organs and digits were brushing against her mouth. The persistent thrusting encouraged her to open her mouth. Now they were filling her mouth with their grotesqueness.
Then it was over. Just like that. He watched the Board slowly disperse. They'd taken their pleasure, done their job and had now left.
Bastards! They were nasty, degrading and evil aliens. They needed to be destroyed themselves.
He would have loved to have subjected them to the same treatment. He wanted so badly to see them squirm as cocks and tongues were rammed into their orifices. Would they feel turned on by these actions or did they only receive pleasure from watching?
He returned back into the room quietly.
Louisa had removed the blindfold and was looking confused and distressed. Time would have stopped for her from the minute she had started flaunting herself.
The total lack of control and the drugs did that to you. You could ask yourself if you were really anywhere other than hell. You wouldn't be able to remember anything so maybe it was best not to know. All she could do would be to allow her body to do what it needed to do. She would have felt the need to give herself to whoever wanted her. He'd seen it all before.
The feel of His presence in the room heightened her embarrassment and shame. Eventually, He spoke softly but, firmly, a hint of regret in his voice.
“I allowed you to be subjected to the Board's whim without intervention. I deeply regret this but, I had no choice. We must leave soon; away from all this.” He gestured with his hand.
”Now you must come with me to somewhere safe.”
Louisa thought she'd already done that, although, obviously, not with him.
He covered her nakedness and deftly picked her up in his strong arms. He made his way to the only exit. He would carry her to the cage she would spend the rest of her life in. But, he would be back for her. Very soon.
However, as soon as he had stepped through the door, he knew that it would never happen that way. Four of the Board's Guards stood on either side of the door as he opened it. They were there to take her away from him.
He desperately tried to think about where he had gone wrong. Had there been signs? Why had he'd missed them? He would never know anything now. His life had ended and so had the girl's. She would be kept back for just for the Members to use. She would have a tiring and abusive life.
They stood, now, ready to escort them away, their expressions one of disgust and betrayal.
Hell!
It was over. He thought back to the time he had been snatched from Earth as a child. Then, the Board's agenda had been different. They had been looking for young, strong boys to work for them. After training, the boy's life of hardship and control had begun.
He gripped Louisa tighter as if holding her close would stop them taking her away. But, it was useless. One set of guards relieved him of her, the other took him back to the execution chamber. He watched Louisa disappear out another door. That glance would be the last time that he would ever see the girl.
The last chance he would have had to save them both.