"I can't believe I am doing this," I said to no one in particular. I was in a space shuttle along with twenty other women, each to be given away to the men of Mars so we could keep their company and satisfy them sexually. In the year 2030, women were hand—picked to be given away to these creatures because of the treaty that Earth had signed with them, ending the war. The treaty that was signed stipulated that they would no longer try to take over our planet and they would offer more work and better—paying jobs–– that was only if we give away twenty women every year to these creatures. The space shuttle was rattling and was creating a loud noise that was deafening and interrupting one's thoughts.

This continued for a while before the loud deafening sound was soon replaced by silence––which meant one thing, we had arrived at our new home.

The door to the space shuttle had begun to open up and a woman from Earth, that had short red hair, who introduced herself as Kelly was leading us to where we will be staying. She was the one who had delivered the message from their King to fetch us. Looking at her, she was what most men lust after. She was tall with long legs, her body was perfectly shaped with two perfectly rounded buns at her back area and two big rounded one at the front. Compared to her, I seemed plain––well, that's what I thought of myself. Looking at her, I started wondering why she wasn't one to be given away. She was sexy even though she barely had curves–– she seemed like the type that the men of Mars would go after.

"This way ladies," her sweet voice came out, "you're all being presented to the King and he will choose who he wants. Once that's done, the rest of you will be giving away to the other men."

"Excuse me," I heard my voice come out. "How is it possible that the King of this planet hasn't gotten a woman as yet?"

"Correction, he hasn't found the right one as yet. Now if you ladies could follow me." Walking with her down a brightly lit area, she stopped in front of a door and knocked. I waited with bated breath wondering who or what was behind the door.

"Come in," a deep voice boomed. Grabbing the handle, she opened the door and we entered. As soon as I stepped inside, the cold air had instantly come rushing, slapping against my skin. I tried to get my eyes accustomed to the dark to see what's inside but I couldn't. Kelly, our guide had closed the door cutting off the little light that was illuminating the room before the door was closed. We were standing in a line, I couldn't see any of the women's faces, but I knew they were probably still wearing the same scary expression they had when we were in the space shuttle.

The girl beside me was very scared. I could tell from the way her body was shaking like leaves on a tree. I couldn't help but wonder if she was behaving like this, how the others were reacting. Thinking about the possible reactions, I had to restrain the laughter that was bubbling inside of me. I know I must be some sick person; Here I was, standing in front of the king of Mars––whose face I can't see, neither do I know how he looks, and all I can think of was to laugh. You're a sick bitch, I said to myself.

We were in the room for a while and no word was spoken and I was starting to get restless. Just when I was about to ask Kelly how long before we would be greeted by the king, I heard his voice.

"I want her, the curvaceous one. Everyone else is dismissed." Somehow I knew it was me who he was referring to and when Kelly took me by the hand and gently pushed me further into the room I knew I was correct. Without a word, she left the room with the others.

"Come closer," he ordered but I couldn't find the strength to walk. My feet felt like they were glued to the floor which was strange as I wasn't scared of him. A few minutes had passed and I still couldn't find the will to move. He must have gotten impatient with me not moving because he got up and walked to me. Clapping his hand, the room was flooded with light. — I was surprised when I saw him, I thought he would have been ugly but he was quite the opposite. He was dressed in nothing but a simple cloth that was around his waist, preventing his member from showing. While walking towards me, I could see his dick printing through the flimsy cloth

and I had to swallow the lump that had formed its way in my throat. It was a monster cock. "You are going to be my new wife," he said while he ran his finger through my dark brown hair then along my face. The palm of his hands was huge––gigantic rather and he was very muscular. "What am I going to do as your wife?" I asked curiously.

"Give me sex and I will pleasure you sexually, taking your body on an amazing journey." Scoffing, I retorted. "Yeah right, I want to go home. A man like you can't pleasure me if the men on earth couldn't do it, I don't see how you could."

"Well, why don't I show you what I am made of, action does speak louder than words." Smirking, he lifted and threw me over his shoulder. He did it so easily as if I didn't weigh a thing. Walking back to where he was initial, he placed me on something soft. I was surprised I wasn't scared of this man, which scares me. He was so huge and strong that he could snap my body in half without breaking a sweat. I guess I was not afraid because I was experiencing something new––it was exciting, thrilling, and frightening at the same time. Taking off my clothes, the cold air had suddenly hit my body and my sex which had caused me to shudder from excitement and anticipation. His huge hands were roaming over my body before they came to a stop at my breast. Grabbing both of them, he gently massaged each which caused me to moan. Removing one of his hands, he trailed it down to my stomach and then to my sex where he pinched my clit, causing me to let out a loud moan of satisfaction.