Yulia and Tari were frozen on the spot. In front of them stood a towering mass of alien flesh and muscle, stinking with sweat and emitting an awful smell. A few feet away, lying in the freezing mud were the girls' weapons; their only way of protecting themselves.

The giant female creature took another step towards them.

Jehdin swung silently to a lower branch, trying desperately to keep as quiet as he possibly could. He was hoping that the two squabbling females below were caked in enough wet mud that their scent and heat signatures would be blocked. Jehdin himself was having a hard time picking up the tantalizing female hormones that were pumping out of the dark-haired female he was after...He wanted desperately to fire off his weapon there and then and end it all; make Hulij instantly pay for the pain she had brought to his kind...but he had to bide his time...he had to ensure the dark-haired female would be safe...suddenly, he had an idea...

Hulij threw her head from side to side in a sweeping motion, her long leathery waist-length dreadlocks slapping against the bits of metal and bone strapped to her huge body. She then flexed her chest, threw wide her arms, and bellowed a raucous scream throughout the clearing. Tari and Yulia tried desperately to keep still, despite the terror that was rushing through them like a hurricane-force wind. Yulia's memory instantly returned to the moment she first realized she was stranded on an alien world...the scream she had heard...this was the true source of the scream... the blood-curdling cry of a thousand tortured souls folded into a single omnipotent howling shriek. Yulia felt the very core of her being shrivel up like a decaying leaf. The very forest shook in fear of this creature.

When she was finished displaying her power, Hulij brought down one arm, but kept the other held in the air. In this hand was a long thin piece of metal that fit into the palm of her hand. On this rod were four glowing red lights, and a push button at one end. Using her thumb, she depressed the button. The first red light shut off. Suddenly, another mass of rippling air appeared a few feet away and decloaked, revealing a second female alien. Yulia tried desperately to suppress and yelp of surprise. This alien female was smaller than Hulij, but looked just as mean and deadly. Hulij then depressed the button a second time. The second light cut off, decloaking another female alien, this one a few feet away in the opposite direction, much closer to Yulia and Tari. This female was covered head to toe with gashes and scars, and was missing many of her leather dreadlocks. Hulij pressed the button a third and fourth time. The third female appeared not too far away. Hulij and three other alien females formed a perfect square around Yulia and Tari, who were still frozen on the spot, terrified...wondering what was next...but Yulia's eyes once again darted around, checking her surroundings...4 lights. 3 aliens.

Where is the fourth one? Yulia thought to herself.

In the foliage, Jehdin watched as three additional Yautja females decloaked via Hulij's slave device; a tool of her own creation which bound her female army to her and made it virtually impossible for them to betray her. But he was perplexed. He had seen four lights on the slave device, but only three uncloaked females.

A clicking noise came from behind him.

In the space of the blink of an eye, Jehdin whipped around and was looking into the glowing yellow eyes of the fourth female. Using his legs, he sprang up like a cat into the air, turned a somersault and landed behind the female, who had turned to follow his moves. Despite his efforts to best her, she had anticipated this move, and met his landing with a slash of her wrist blades. They cut shallow furrows in his chest, spilling blood out onto the branches. He cried out in pain.

Hearing the howl from the trees, Yulia knew it was her friend. Her head snapped to one side, in the direction of the scream. She forgot where she was, she forgot she was hiding from a killer. All she could think about was his screams of pain. Tari hissed at her movement, but it was too late.

In the blink of an eye, Hulij was one the two women, and snatched Yulia's face in her massive hand. Yulia's eyes went wide, and the huge hand rotated her face to look around and into dead glowing yellow eyes. Hot stinking breath blasted from the mouth furrows of Hulij's scarred helmet and onto Yulia's face, making Yulia's stomach churn. Despite her fear, Yulia couldn't blink. She couldn't move. She was caught. It was over.

Jedhin waivered for a minute, realizing what had just happened. He felt his body beginning to buckle; his limbs weakening. His vision was blurring. His muscles relaxing.

Poison.

The next thing he knew, he was falling, falling, until he landed with a THUD in the mud below, splashing into the stinking mire.

Hearing the splash, Yulia's eyes darted in its direction. There she saw her friend lying motionless in the mud, another one of the female minions dropping from a branch and landing next to his lifeless body. The sight of him laying there made her eyes well up with tears. Her mind wandered to thoughts that he was dead, but after a moment or two, she was relieved to see that he was breathing. Hulij quickly brought her back to the present by ripping Tari out from underneath her, flinging Tari like a ragdoll, and slammed her up against the nearest tree. Yulia was flipped onto her back and watched as Tari hit the tree with such a force that it knocked her out cold. The female creature who had injured Jedhin picked him up by his belt and slung him over her shoulder with ease. Yulia recoiled in horror as the four female warriors circled her, their laser weapons pointed at her body, twelve red dots dancing across her chest and face. Hulij then pushed her way through them and stared down at Yulia like a predator about to make the kill. She then lifted her massive arm and brought it down, striking Yulia hard across the face.

Blackout.

Hours passed.

When Yulia awoke again, it was nightfall. Her head was once again pounding as if it were in a vice. She was sure she had a concussion. Her vision was blurry, but she could see the fainted point of light off in the distance. She felt her body was dangling in midair, and looked down to see that she was hanging several feet off the ground, her hands and legs bound to a pole that was positioned almost parallel to the ground. Forcing her head up and focusing her eyes, she finally saw that the point of light was a large fire. She felt the slightest heat from it against her skin, barely keeping the chill off. It wasn't as cold as it was the night before, but she could feel the faintest sprinkling of rain falling. Coming out of her unconsciousness, her survival adrenaline began pumping again, and she tried to free herself from her bonds. She looked around to make sure she wasn't being spied upon, then wriggled and writhed and tried in vain to free herself.

Then she remembered.

TARI!

Her head darted around, looking for the blonde woman. All over the camp, there were scattered bones, bits of wood and animal skin, decaying carcasses, flies, and the most horrendous smell. But no sign of Tari. More tears welled up in her eyes at the thought that Tari might be dead, and that death would most likely be her own fate as well...

Yulia continued in vain to try and free herself. She pulled and twisted her wrists beneath the strong woven rope until her skin went raw, and the fiber rope began to soak up droplets of her blood. She gritted her teeth and pushed the pain to the back of her mind. Her eyes darted around the camp, scanning for signs of the creatures. She began to pant furiously, her panic setting in. The rain began to pick up more heavily. Yulia was now soaked to the bone.

A foot or so in front of her, Yulia heard a sputtering and crackling, as if something electrical was fizzing out in the exposure to the rain. Looking up and squinting, Hulij emerged from her cloak, staring directly into Yulia's eyes. The human woman gasped, and pressed her back as far into the pole to put as much space between herself and this monster as possible. Hulij took another step closer to Yulia. Once again, their faces were mere inches apart. Terrified as she was, Yulia could break her gaze. It was a few minutes before Hulij took a small step back, and brought her giant clawed hands up to her face.

Using her left hand, she depressed a small hose from one side of her scarred metal mask, a hiss of steam protruding from its end. Hulij then placed her hands on each side of the mask, and with a strong and forcefully peeling sound, pried the mask off of her face.

Bile rose into Yulia's throat.

Standing before Yulia was the most hideous creature she had ever seen in her entire life. Four giant clawed mandibles sat in pairs on her cheeks, surrounding a small mouth filled with sharp pointed teeth. There was no nose, only a patch of pinkish flesh where one should have been. Her eyes were small and beady and sunk deep into her hideous skull. Her forehead was wide and covered with small black spikes. The worst was a long deep scar cut into her face which ran from the top right of her forehead to the bottom left pair of mandibles, crossing over her left eye, which was paler than the right. It was obviously blind.

The unmasked creature then let out another raucous bellowing shriek, flexing its face mandibles wide, as if showing a display of dominance. Yulia couldn't pry her gaze.

She was horrified. And she was fascinated.

When Hulij had quieted again, she took another step towards Yulia. Their eyes stayed locked onto each other's gaze. When Hulij was nose to nose with Hulij, she saw the creature reach out with her clawed hand towards Yulia. Yulia closed her eyes, afraid of what this creature was about to do to her. There was a snapping sound, and slightly sweet scent filled Yulia's nostrils. It was a raw, coarse feeling in her nose, but sweet like cinnamon. It coated her throat and was rather uncomfortable. However, she quickly felt the pain in her head subsiding, and also, a slightly euphoric feeling. Like she was floating. There was a slight moment of hazy forgetfulness, then a slap back to reality.

She was shocked to feel slight pressure on her breasts.

Hulij tenderly grasped Yulia's chest, gently but firmly stroking them in clockwise and counter-clockwise motions; pushing them in on each other, pushing them away, pushing them in on each other, pushing them away.

Yulia was shocked. This creature was molesting her! But somehow, she wasn't pulling back in recoil like before. She didn't try and stop the act. She didn't have control. Hulij used her thumbs and forefingers to gently grasp Yulia's nipples. A shock of pleasure rushed though her body. She felt a warm wetness spurt from between her legs. This feeling was amazing. More intense than any sexual encounter she had even had before. He senses seem electrified. Each graze, each caress, each touch sent a wave of pleasure through her like a rollercoaster. It felt amazing, yet so wrong.

Hulij then placed a clawed hand on Yulia's pant waist, and ripped the wet khakis from her body. Her underwear was soaked. Hulij didn't bother to remove them, but placed a single finger between her legs, searching for something. She then found the small nodule between Yulia's wet legs and pressed against it gently.

It was more than Yulia could take. She let out a cry of pleasure.

Hulij clicked her mandibles together and purred, as if trying in her own way to arouse Yulia even more. Yulia strained against her bonds to grind her hips downward onto Hulij's finger. She could feel herself climaxing, reaching the point of release. But she didn't want to come...she wanted to feel this intense pleasure a little longer...

Yulia's breathing was becoming rapid and panting. Her locked gaze with Hulij turned into a pleading one...pleading for release. She continued to rock her hips, grinding and pushing onto Hulij's soft finger. Then Hulij pulled Yulia's panties aside and pushed her finger in between Yulia's legs, sliding it over her vagina, which was now slick with the juice pouring out of Yulia. Yulia let out another wail of pleasure as Hulij pushed her finger up into Yulia and found the spot inside that was the most sensitive of all. Hulij grasped Yulia's hip with her free hand to hold her in place as she rhythmically pushed her finger up and down into Yulia, hot juice gushing out of her and spilling onto Hulij's hand. Yulia could feel the entire girth of Hulij's finger inside of her...it was nearly as big around as a human male would be...her vagina wrapped around it tightly, slipping and sliding and grasping for every last stroke.

Yulia threw back her head and waited for the climax, begged in her mind for release. The stoking, purring, pumping and gushing was more than she could stand. Just when she was peaking, when she thought her climax had come, Hulij withdrew her finger, turned on her heel and walked away.

Yulia snapped out of her delirious state, and let out a cry of shock and surprise. She could still feel the girth of Hulij's finger inside of her. She felt the warm liquid still gushing out from between her legs. She panted like a dog and watched in disgust and anger and total confusion as Hulij walked away from her. What had just happened? If was if she had lost complete control over herself. The feeling was indescribable.

Suddenly, two female Yautja came from behind her and cut her bonds. She fell to the ground with a thud, her face pressing into the mix of dirt and gravel and rotting flesh scattered over the ground. The two females looked down at her for a moment in a mocking tone, and clicked back and forth at each other, no doubt discussing what they had just witnessed.

Yulia pushed herself up out of the mire, and noticed a small shard of metal beneath her body. It was only a few inches long, but was looked as if it had been forged in a beautiful way. There were intricate patterns, even the blade was scalloped.

Then she realized. It looked awfully similar to the blade on the arm of the creature who had saved her...she recalled its blade hovering inches above her face.

She pressed her face down into the dirt, taking the shard of scalloped metal into her mouth. She tasted is cold metallic taste against her tongue. The next thing she knew, the two female aliens grabbed her under her arms and hoisted her into the air, dragging her through the rainy camp and into the forest.

Jedhin awoke from his blackout with a pounding headache. He still couldn't see yet, but he could hear feel rain pounding against his skin and armor. His limbs were still weak. The poison was obviously still in effect. The wounds on his chest stung as raindrops plopped into them. Shaking his head, he looked up and saw that his hands were bound with a thick woven rope to two separate trees, each arm bound above his head and spread out away from the other. Each hand was isolated and complete unable to reach the other. His legs were bound in a similar fashion, but he saw that he was in a sitting position on a large rock.

Out in front of him were the dim outlines of two Yautja females, taking aim at him with their laser weapons. Silent. Unmoving.

Jedhin didn't bother struggling. He knew what was about to happen.

From a clump of foliage off to the left. Hulij appeared, stepping into the clearing in between her two minions with their weapons engaged. Following closely behind were the other two, holding in between them...

...his dark-haired female.

She was stripped nearly down to her bare skin. Her hair was wet and plastered against her face. She didn't seem to be drugged like he did...at least not with the kind of drug HE had been drugged with. But she had a look in her eye. She stared at him deeply. He stared back at her and met her intensity. He was happy that she was safe...at least alive.

For a moment, he wondered why they had brought her there into the clearing. He thought for sure that he was about to be executed. Why bring her there to watch?

Then, he smelled the raw sweet smell of another drug. A pleasure drug.

He looked again into her eyes.

Everything came together.

The two females holding Yulia pushed her out into the clearing, about 10 feet away from Jehdin. Hulij gave them a few clicks and a wave of her arm, and dismissed all four from the clearing. When she was sure they were a sufficient distance away, Hulij took a few steps towards Yulia and pushed her to within a couple of feet of Jehdin. Quickly, she extended her own deadly wrist blades. They shot forth from her gauntlets, extending out quickly next to Yulia's face. The movement was so fast, it caused a few tendrils of Yulia's hair to be cut cleanly off.

The threat was obvious. Perform or die.

Hulij then retracted her blades, went into cloak despite the rainfall, and disappeared into the forest.

For a moment, all Yulia did was stand there, staring at the bound male in front of her, listening to the rain the fell around them both. She was fully aware of how close to naked she was, but the chill didn't seem to be getting to her. Warmth flooded her body. A longing. A desire.

Jehdin watched weakly but intently as the gorgeous female creature in front of him took a step forward. He could smell an intensely delicious smell emanating from her. Hormones. Pheromones. But these were all biological. He pushed them aside and focused on her body. In the moonlight, rain drops glistened as they fell onto her skin, running down her belly. Her breasts were high and firm, her nipples erect and jutting through her rain-drenched garment. Her legs were fully exposed, and were long and slender. Graceful. She took another step. He felt his strength returning. His member quivered. How beautiful she was.

Yulia was now standing directly in front of him, and glanced briefly at his woven rope bonds. She looked down into his mask-covered face. Rain fell with tiny metallic plops against it, and ran in beautiful patterns down, down, landing on his wide gorgeous chest, running down his sculpted torso. Her curiosity was peaking. She could smell his smell once more.

Without hesitation, she reached out slowly, gracefully, and gently brushed her fingertips against the cold metal of his mask. Goosebumps formed on her arms as she caressed the cold metal mask, desperate to look into his eyes of the alien face that she knew lurked behind it.

Jehdin couldn't feel her fingertips, but he knew she was touching his mask. What he wouldn't give to feel her hand on his face! He felt his groin pumping with more blood as her fingertips trailed over the cheek of his mask. His hands twisted into fists and pulled firmly against the bonds in a wave of pleasure.

Her heart began beating faster. Desire was overtaking her rational thought. She reached up with her second hand and placed it on his face. Then, in a single moment of intense longing, she trailed her hands downward to caress his neck. His voice exploded with a guttural cry of pleasure. His groin sprang up, erect. Yulia didn't break her gaze with the eyes in his mask. Her fingertips trailed over his collarbone, circling his armored shoulders, then trailed back to his neck. He clicked and purred and growled in pleasure. Hormones that coursed through him wanted to rip out of the bonds, push her to the ground and mate with her, but there was something about this encounter that was making the pleasure more intense. This teasing...this act of holding back...it made him want her even more...

From the tree line, Hulij watched as the human woman seduced the Yautja male. What Jehdin must have been thinking at this moment...he was most likely recoiling in disgust!

HA! Serves him right, the traitorous fool.

Now, she had created a sexually-hungry human who was so hungry for a male spear, she would mate with a rock of given one. The human woman wouldn't stop until she had every last bit of Jehdin's member inside of her.

So much for the great Hunter Jehdin. He was about to endure the ultimate humiliation. After this, he would no longer be considered Yautja.

And she just had to be there to watch it happen.

The alien male tilted his head back as Yulia caressed his bare skin. It had a leathery feel to it; hard and unforgiving. But she longed to explore every inch of it. Feeling he desire intensify, she pushed herself up onto the rock where he was bound, straddling his lap with her legs. She could feel the heat from his member enveloping the small space between her legs. It was almost more than she could take, but she vowed to explore every bit of his body before she would take him...

She kept her gaze with his as her hands continued to explore his body. She ran her fingers delicately over his chest, careful to avoid the cuts that we still gaping open. She leaned down and kissed the tender flesh surrounding his wounds. He cried out with another guttural moan of pain and pleasure, tossing his head back and then bringing it back up again, pressing his forehead against hers in a manner that to her, felt almost like a kiss. She pressed back.

Jedhin felt her press back against his forehead with her own, amazed that she got the message. A forehead touch was the most intimate act a Yautja could perform. An act of submission.

He was all hers. He gave himself up to her incredibly intense touches.

She then took his head between her hands and tilted his head back gently, exposing the soft skin on his neck. Leaning into him, she pressed her lips gently against his neck, kissing softly, and gently flicking her tongue against his skin. Jehdin moaned in pleasure. He had never encountered such an act before. No Yautja, male or female, was capable of such a soft touch. His member continued to engorge and swell under the pleasure she was giving him. But he wanted more...

Yulia positioned her feet so that her toes gently brushed over the tops of his own feet. Every now and again, Yulia would sweep her toes gently across his own, sending a different wave of pleasure through him. Jedhin couldn't believe all the different forms of pleasure she could give him. All her unique ways of making him submit to her. His body was under her spell.

Hulij stared intently at the situation unfolding below. It was extremely hard to see what was happening in the rainfall, but she was sure she could see the heat signature of the human female in her helmet. Her core was white-hot, a sure sign that this female was engulfing his member. The raucous moans and screams coming from Jehdin were more than enough proof...she sat back and watched with demented happiness...

Yulia wanted to stay with him in that moment, reacting to each signal he sent to her, giving him exactly what he wanted. Everything up until this moment had been worth the wait. She knew from the first moment she had been in his presence that he was only curious about her; he would never hurt her. He had even saved her life.

Now it was time for her to do the same.

She leaned back into his neck, flicking her tongue against it again; working her way up to what she hoped was his ear. Jehdin reacted with another squirm of pleasure. He tried so hard to push himself into her, but she moved with grace and body language that signaled for him to stop. She then reached up with her hand, slowly, gently, and removed the piece of metal from her mouth, which she had stuck down inside her cheek. She clenched it in one hand, and then reached around the back of his head with the other. Leaning in gently, she pressed her with her lips to the side of his head where she hoped his ear would be, and spoke in the softest whisper she could muster...

"I don't know if you can understand me, but I'm here to help you. I need you to do exactly as I say..."