Behind Closed Doors
Return to the little town of Greenrock, PA and Mike and Julie from "No One Else on Earth". There's a new Predator in town and a new Tracer to hunt him down — one of his own kind, but a female of the species. But there are differences.
Nehkamah comes from a race of shape-shifting, sexual Predators. The males can change their sex at will, sense the deepest sexual wishes of their prey, cloud their minds and absorb their sexual energy. They sup or gorge on this passion, leaving their victims frigid. The male's semen is corrosive to other races. The female of the species is the only one able to withstand and nurture it.
Unlike the males, a female's essence increases the sexual strength of her partner a hundred-fold. This ability is one of the reasons why a female pleasure slave is a valuable commodity. A Predator male can make love to his slave endlessly until she conceives.
Nehkamah's mother rebelled and escaped from her master, taking her baby with her. Stowing away on an off-world ship belonging to a Tracer, she ends up at the Alliance, the Tracer organization's homebase. The Alliance's goal is to track and capture Predators and other intergalactic criminals.
Here at the base, mother and daughter are protected from their Predator owner's vengeance and Nehkamah is trained to be a Tracer. Her race is a bonus to the organization, for she shares most of the traits of the males of her species.
Now, after years of Tracer training, Nehkamah is ready for her first mission.
And her first real sexual encounter.
Alliance Base — Virtual Reality Training Department
"Amazing. You say that Nehkamah is the first participant in this training program?"
Omega, chief of the Tri-quadrant of the Tracer organization, spoke in hushed tones to Dalad, head of the Training unit. He watched intently as a slim female wearing nothing but a pair of goggles and a thong, knelt and reached out, grasping an unseen something. He turned again to Dalad. "What's she doing?"
Dalad smiled and whipped out a similar pair of goggles. "Here. Also a prototype. When you slip these on, you'll be in her VRT program, but as the recipient of her actions." He brushed off a speck of dust from the lenses before continuing. "This program was a challenge for our lab workers. We had more information to incorporate than we anticipated." He chuckled. "And some of them...well, let's just say that the situations were a bit too arousing for a couple of the staff."
"You've kept this program very hush-hush. I hope it was worth the time and effort." Omega smiled. "It is quite a change from the usual VRT program. Varied fighting techniques are very different after all." He fiddled with the goggles. "No chance of these falling off or slipping, is there?"
"None at all. They attach to specific areas of the brain through nano-technology. Simply touch the goggles to remove them." He gestured to one of the chairs in the viewing area. "You might want to sit down before you put them on."
Omega nodded and got comfortable on a padded, leather armchair.
He donned the goggles and was immediately enveloped by the VRT program.
And a pair of soft lips sucking his penis.
