Collette was walking along the newly erected fence that held the horses at bay. The horses neighed at her passing as if in greeting. Smiling at the progress of the city Collette continued her walk.The horses were the most recent addition to the ever-growing supply of animals that the biologists were cloning.

The ship had carried over two thousand DNA samples of just about every animal that had been on Earth. Some discussion had been had over which animals to clone first and it was decided that the best choice would be the needed animals to feed the populace and then the animals that could be domesticated for chores.Already cows and pigs and goats and chickens had been cloned; horses and donkeys were the most recent addition to the rapidly growing population.

Collette turned left away from the stables. The electric buzz of the energy fence faded from her ears as she entered the center region of the town. For the last four weeks the men and women had been busy rebuilding a society from the cluttered interior of the ship.Now the ship was merely a hulk of steel, the majority of the ships interior used to fabricate the homes and gardens, fences and buildings for the budding city.

And it was a city. From Collettes centralized home almost three-dozen other houses spread out to either side of her. The cliff behind her house served as a backdrop to the cityscape as it spread out like wings.Off to the left, the direction she was walking with the ocean singing to her, she approached the area set up as the city hall.The interior of the ship had built the buildings used to clone the animals, manage the town and monitor the planet.

The sensors of the ship had been pulled to build a sensor array for their new city. When the decision had been made, a unanimous vote amongst the women, the men were not given a vote, for the ship to be dismantled in favor of their new home, the sensors from the ship had been assembled to provide a visible readout on their surroundings and to keep track of the civil war taking place on the opposite side of the planet. Now the planets surface was under constant surveillance.

History was being written every day. From the botanical building, scientists were discovering and labeling new types of flora daily. Animals never before seen were being discovered and cataloged.Each day was an adventure and the scientific personnel were giddy.Sadly, Collette lamented, they seemed to be the only people happy after the first month of life on the new planet.She walked past the small building set up as a makeshift city hall and sighed, shaking her head, we need a diversion.

She knew immediately that a diversion would help lift the morale of the men and women of the community. For the last month there had been no time for fun.The men still wore their dildos hanging from their hips, but Collette could not recall the last time that she had witnessed one in use.Yes, she thought, a diversion, but what?

Smiling broadly, she had the answer.

The sun rose over the mountains, stretching long shadows across the village. Collette was sitting at her desk in the city hall complex, ironing out the plans for the hunt. She knew that a diversion was needed to increase the morale of the inhabitants and the idea of a hunt sounded like fun; she found that she was actually looking forward to the contest herself.

The sun snuck higher as the men went about their chores. There was a nervous excitement in the air, as if the people present could sense that something was different. A young woman walked into the room and greeted Collette with a warm smile, hows it going, Collette? she asked.

Collette smiled back, very well, Kimberly.Do me a favor, will you?

Sure.

Collect everyone that you can and have them gather outside at three oclock. Okay?

Whats up? She sounded eager with anticipation, like a kid the day before Christmas.

Collette smiled again, youll find out then, okay.

Darting away, Kimberly said, sure thing.

The sun was inching past as Collette stepped out of her office.A large crowd had been gathered; most of the inhabitants were present. The men were wearing their leather harness with their dildos hanging from them, but were otherwise naked. They had been issued a thin smock if the heat of the day became too intolerable, but as of yet they had not been needed.The women present were wearing their jumpsuits, all of them the same golden color, only Collettes was white, the only indication of her status of leader.

Collette greeted the crowd, the din slowly fading as Collette held her hands up to ask for silence. When all but a few voices could be heard, Collette began, I know that you are all wondering why I have gathered you here.During the last few weeks, I have noticed that morale has been low. We had all been giddy with the prospect of beginning life anew on this planet after the years we had spent in space, but that happiness seems to have faded to a dark melancholy.

I know it took a lot of work to get us where we are today, and believe me we are doing remarkably well.The city is nearly complete. Each day the biology department clones fresh new animals to help make our lives easier. We have fresh meat now, and animals to help plow the farms that should bear their goods within the next three months. The weather is better than we could have hoped, and the water is crisp and clean.

The problem is, Collette continued, that we have not had time for fun. We have all been working nonstop and have not taken the time to have fun, to play.Think about it, when was the last time any of you had done anything remarkably close to being considered entertaining? The blank looks on the assembled throngs faces answered her question, we need a diversion.

Small murmurs of assent rose and echoed across the square where the group was assembled. We need a hunt.

She smiled at the confused looks, tonight at midnight, every man will be sent into the mountains and woods to hide.Tomorrow morning we women will go looking for them.The last one found is the winner and will spend the night in my bed

The men cheered in agreement.

Until the next morning, Collette continued.To make it more challenging, the men will have their hands bound behind their backs and bells hanging from their nipples.Well, it will make it more challenging for the men, Collette laughed. At that the women laughed in agreement and amusement.

She took a few questions from the milling crowd and then dispersed them with a wave. Until tonight, then, she concluded.

I sucked in a painful breath of air as the rope bit into my skin.Collette continued tying the rope around my wrists, binding my hands together. She then tied the ends of the rope around my waist, ensuring my hands could not rise any higher than my ass, or drop any lower. She looped the free ends of the rope between my legs and tied it to the rope encircling my waist. Hows that? she asked.

Tight, I hissed.

Good. Can you use your hands?

I tried dropping my hands and the rope wrapping around my waist stopped them. As I tried to raise them to the small of my back, the rope again cut the action short.They are effectively useless, I admitted with a small wail.

Good, she said again, smiling.Turn around.

I spun around, my hands pinned behind my back.Collette held up two clips with a small bell attached.She pinched my nipples with her fingers to bring them to hardened nubs. Satisfied she affixed the bells to my nipples. The pain of the rope digging into my skin was nothing compared to the painful grip of the clamps. They were squeezing my nipples unmercifully and I moaned in distress.My shoulders shook and dipped as I tried unsuccessfully to ease the unyielding grip of the clamps.

Can you reach them?

I could not and informed Collette as much.

Then lets go.

She escorted us to the same town square where she had announced the hunt. The bells hanging from my nipples rang loudly with each step, a merry clinking sound that belied the pain that they were causing. The rope around my waist was chafing my skin and I knew it would grow more painful as the night continued.

Sounds of bells reached my ears as we approached the men waiting, their hands bound as mine were, their nipples adorned with small bells as well. Collette climbed onto the steps leading into the building and shouted out for everyones attention. When only a few whispers could be heard over the clinging of the bells she announced, tomorrow at six the woman will begin searching for the men. The women can use any means they wish, from riding horseback to using the sensor array.You have six hours to flee or hide, your choice.The last man found wins the night in my bed, the first man will be bound for an additional twenty four hours with the clamps digging into his nipples.

A moan rang out at that thought.

Collette shouted, Go, and the men took off in every direction, myself included.

My nipples were throbbing and ringing merrily with each passing step. I had fallen once, tripping over a small root of a huge tree.I landed heavily on my side and grunted in pain.I could feel my pulse in my head as my headache throbbed. I had decided that even if I didnt win, which would be nice, of course, that the best thing possible would to not be the first found. As such I was sprinting away from camp as rapidly as I could, trying to put as much distance between the town and myself as possible.

The fact that the women could, and probably would come after us on horseback meant that even running as rapidly as I could I would not be near far enough from town as I would like.This fact prompted me to begin looking for a hiding place. The bells were defiantly a disadvantage, as they would give us away if we were moving. After three hours of hard running and heavy breathing I began searching for a place to hide.

I came upon a small lake that our scouts had named Lake Mead, a joke to the lack of fresh beer available.The same woods I had been running through surrounded the lake, and I wondered if I could cross it with my hands bound behind me.I stepped into the water and exhaled sharply at the cold temperature that assaulted my skin. Too cold to swim in, I decided immediately, slightly disappointed.The ocean wasnt nearly this cold and I wondered if a spring was feeding the lake or mountain runoff.I skirted the lake and found a dead log.Could I hide in it? I wondered.

I dropped to my knees and then crawled backwards until my feet were lost within the darkness of the log.I fell forward, my chest breaking my fall and I exhaled a burst of air from my lungs. My nipples began to sing painfully, the dull pain rising to an excruciating throbbing. Breathing heavily, I slowly rocked side to side, forcing myself deeper into the large log.My feet hit the back edge of the wooden space, my head just over a foot from fresh air; I was completely encased in the log.Perfect, I whispered, more to hear myself speak than to comfort myself.

The woods were noisy as a soft wind sang through the leaves.I was trapped and knew I would just have to wait and see if I would be found first, last, or at all. I listened to he wind and sighed with it.I shut my eyes and tried to sleep, the painful feel of the clamps digging unmercifully into my nipples an ever-present nuisance.Lying on my stomach would at least prevent the bells from revealing my position when the time came. Was my hiding space good enough to avoid detection?I knew I would find out soon enough.

After a while I slept.

This is fun, said a thin woman, staring at a large bank of monitors.

Next to her, Barbara, the woman who had been in charge of engineering on the ship, and now overseeing the fabrication of all of the habitats agreed, yes, it is. They were watching heat generated blips running in all directions.Immediately after Collette had sent the men scurrying like rats from a sinking ship away from the town center the two of them had come here to watch the progress of the contestants.And, Barbara smiled, if you have the information, you might as well us it.

They watched as the red dots raced away as the hours clicked past.Occasionally a blip faded as somebody found a hiding space hidden from the sensors. Barbara was eying the one blip heading west away from town.Apparently one man found he could swim with his hands bound behind his back, and Barbara had to admit that if she didnt have this information, he might have won. He swam away from the shore and finally his blip stopped about a half mile off shore. He had found a place to rest and wait, satisfied in his victory.Sadly, Barbara smiled, he would be one of the first found.

The sun was rising in the east as Barbara and Cassandra left the sensor control room and gathered at the town hall to begin the search.Yes, Barbara thought, this is fun.

Ladies, Collette called out, lets go get them.

And shouting their assent the woman took off.

Collette had gone to bed after sending the men off to hide or flee and felt well rested. She was wearing leather chaps, dressed to enjoy the hunt.Her hair was tucked under a ball cap to keep the sun out of her eyes as she searched for the men. She crossed over to the stables and was surprised to find that only half of the three dozen horses were in use, with the men having a six-hour head start she figured that she would be lucky to get a horse.Oh, well, she thought. She hooked up the bit and tackle to a mare and satisfied with its placement she galloped into the woods, staying close to the main trail.

When she had ridden for forty-five minutes Collette slowed the horse to a slow trot. She figured that she had to be getting close to the fringe of where the men would have begun feeling safe. Walking the horse she kept her eyes peeled, looking for any sign in the mud on the ground, or any broken limb of a the varied plants.She was taking her time, savoring the fresh air and the feel of the hunt racing in her veins.

Unknowingly she agreed with Barbara, this is fun, she thought.

Barbara donned a bathing suit and swam into the ocean.She had decided that it would be fun to deny victory to this surprising adept man, and she wouldnt be denied.She swam out towards his red blip and found him resting on an outcropping of rocks. He was shaking his head at her arrival and greeted her with a smile, I cant believe it, he said.

I took a chance, Barbara called out between strokes.

She climbed onto the rock and began untying his bonds. He thanked her as he reached up to pull the clamps off his nipples, dont do that, Barbara scolded him.Then, to explain, in case you are the first one found, you will have to wear them for another twenty four hours.

He nodded his assent and together the two of them swam back to shore. Barbara was slightly disappointed when she returned to find that the man she had singled out was not the first man discovered. That honor went to a slave who had figured that all he had to do was hide under his own bed. He had reasoned, incorrectly it turned out, that the women would dart into the woods and leave the town unsearched. Three women had in fact stayed behind just to scour the buildings in town and were rewarded with finding the first three men.

Collette heard the sound of a bell ringing in the distance. She turned her head to listen and heard it again.She turned the horse towards the sound and found a man darting between trees. He had heard her approach and thought he could sneak away.Collette rode up to him and brought the horse to a stop.She climbed down and untied his hands.He massaged his sore wrists and sighed, good morning.

Good morning, Collette greeted him, please head back to town.If you are not the first there, which she seriously doubted, you can remove the clamps.

Thank you, maam, he said politely and darted away.

I heard three women talking and then one sang out, I see some footprints.

Shit, I thought. The ground had been soft and I had hoped that my progress would have gone undiscovered. The voices grew closer, over here.

I saw a woman approach and then, there you are, she said, looking into my hiding place.

Hi, I said, as I began to rock myself forward.The bell affixed to my left nipple snagged on the rough surface of the log and I hissed in pain and groaned as I rocked forward rapidly to free it. Two hands reached into the log and helped pull me from the confines of the log.

How did you get in there? one of the women asked as my hands were untied.

Slowly, I admitted.

They sent me back to town and I was delighted to find that I was not the first captured. I freed my throbbing nipples from the tattletale bells and rubbed the painful nubs with my palms, wincing as I did.I surveyed the town square and found the man that had been found first bound spread-eagle on damp grass, his nipples still clamped by the bells. He was gagged with a sponge and a bucket sat next to him.Occasionally somebody would dip a ladle in the bucket and saturate the sponge. I wondered what the liquid was, as it didnt appear to be water, and then decided I would rather not know. Some things were best left undiscovered.

Collette continued searching the woods and found two more men. One was hiding in a tree and Collette wondered how he had untied his hands as the rope was sitting unused next to him. He had tears in his eyes as he climbed down from the tree and Collette knew he had just reattached the clamps when he had heard her approaching. The fresh tears running down his cheeks was punishment enough, she decided, enjoying the look of misery on his face.

The second man was hiding in a field of tall grass. Collette had literally stumbled upon him as her horse had almost stepped on him. The horse rose up on its hind legs as if to defend itself.Collette righted the horse and climbed down to free the mans hands.He thanked her for the freedom and offered him a ride back to town, which he readily accepted.

They arrived about an hour later and after a quick roll call discovered their winner. Only one man remained to be found, his location unknown.Collette went and scColletted the sensors, but the man was not visible on the display screens. The winners name was Craig and Collette sent all of the men except for the poor man bound in the center of town into the woods to find him.They called out his name and announced that he had won, but after three hours he was still lost or hidden.

During the search the sensors were being constantly monitored.As the search party returned three new blips appeared at the edge of the screen. The blips grew closer and Collette watched them with nervousness.The entire town returned and was sent to secure themselves into their homes, with a security force assembled, armed with both projectile and laser guns.

Now, as the blips grew closer, Collette could only wait.

Is this yours?

Two aliens walked into camp carrying the missing man tied to a wooden stake. His hands and feet were attached to the stake and he was hanging like a dead deer.His wrists were bleeding where the rope dug into his bare skin and when he saw the security detachment he began shaking against the ropes that held him, free me! he shouted.

Collette stepped forward, yes, he is ours. She exhaled heavily.

The alien that had spoken, his short, hairy arms reaching down to his stomach, held him hands open, showing he was unarmed.We mean you no harm, he said quickly, eyeing the weapons that were pointing at him.

Then release him, Collette said, pointing at the man bound to the wooden pole.

The two aliens lowered the bound man to the ground and rapidly untied him. Of course.We found him far from here walking in a minefield.We tried to warn him, but he didnt understand our language.Seeing the confused look an Collettes face, he continued, Fortunately his tirade had allowed us to decipher your dialect and allow us to communicate.

Who are you?

Instead of answering, the second alien spoke, his voice higher than the firsts, we didnt know this planet was occupied.It was an apologetic tone.

Collette looked confused, glancing from one alien to the other.The sun reflected off of their balding skulls.They were short, standing barely five foot tall.Their skin had a green tinge to it, almost pistachio in color.Collette pondered the tone of the second; it was as if the alien was apologizing for being on the planet.Thats okay, Collette said, pondering the aliens.

Both aliens sighed happy with the results of the conversation.

Why dont you give us time to decide what to do, Collette began, stalling, come back in five days and we can discuss what to do.How does that sound?

The aliens bowed, seemingly excited to be leaving with their lives.Absolutely, said the first.Yes, yes, said the second, walking backwards, away from Collette and the security team.

Collette watched them leave, wondering what the future would bring.She turned to the victor, ready for me? she asked.

He rubbed his sore wrists, absolutely, he smiled.

Collette parted her thighs and the man who had been the last to be found crawled between her legs. He had decided that he wanted to feel the warmth of her sex enveloping his cock, and Collette had agreed. It had been an easy decision to make, no thought had been needed. It was a gift she was offering, he knew, and he would capitalize on his victory and savor his prize. He pushed his erection into her pussy and began pumping rapidly, fucking her.His face contorted in a rictus of pleasure as her moist folds caressed him, coaxing his seed from his cock.He came quickly, spilling his seed into the silken depths of Collettes pussy.

Clean me, Collette commanded, pushing him down.

He hesitated, paused to look into Collettes face.Her brown eyes were staring at him with a look of curiosity and amusement. He could read her thoughts in that look, are you going to disobey she was asking him? No, he knew he would not. The thought of eating his own spent semen was revolting, but the thought of not obeying was worst. He, like the others, had been defrosted and trained, his submissive tendencies nurtured until they were second natured. Can I? he asked himself, answering with, how can I not? He nodded and dropped to his elbows. He lowered his head and placed his tongue against Collettes pussy.He could taste the strong flavor of their combined juices.He lapped at her pussy, pulling his sperm from Collettes pussy.He lapped at her sex until she was empty of his seed.

Collette spurred him on with her moans of delight, and he continued pleasuring her pussy with his tongue. The sounds of her delight spurred him on, erasing any doubts he had felt over tasting his seed. He lapped at her pussy, his tongue slipping into her sex.He massaged her pussy with his tongue.He brought up his left hand and began massaging her erect clit with his fingers. He dipped his fingers into her sex, coating them with her juices.He used his hand to pleasure her clit as his mouth massaged her pussy.

Collette came loudly, her thighs clamping his head between her thighs.Breathing heavily, she pulled him up next to her.Sleep, she told him, still breathing heavily in her waning pleasure. Sleep.

And together the two of them slept.