THE PLACE WAS DUSTY, and reeked of rotting bodies, excrement and fear. The Human women were taken into a building where the smell wasn't so harsh.
Zara breathed a lung full of reasonably fresh air as she was taken to the processing for special slaves.
A D’Shraki stood before her while the guards who held her began to strip her of her clothing, she struggled a little in their grip and was rewarded with a strike from a pain-maker. She cried out in the sudden sharp agony that coursed through her body, her limbs going numb for a few minutes before the sensation of hot pins and needles came in.
As her skin was gradually exposed she began to feel the chill in the air. The aliens who held her did so with vice like grips, ensuring she was not going to run.
She trembled a little in a mix of fe
