Itera and the Sexy Space Babes (M/F)

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Itera and the Sexy Space Babes (M/F)

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Hey all! It's been a while since I posted a story on here, this is my first attempt in a while and it turned out quite long, I don't really have a plan for this one so I'm open to some ideas. Don't know how popular Sci-fi as a genre is on here so I'm giving it a shot. This first post is a slow burn, mostly exposition and setting things up, I've already got a couple of main female characters lined up that will make their appearance in the next post.

Just for a bit of context the world I've set up takes place far into the future, where humans have long since left Earth and have been a space-faring race for long enough that other sub-groups of humans have evolved in different ways. In the lawful areas of the galaxy, the Republic rules but everywhere else is chaos, rampant with war, piracy and slavery.

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Grand Admiral and High Lord Kyman Vinnes of the Itera Defense Fleet stared out across the 'battlefield' with a pleased grin on his face. He was currently standing on the bridge of the Obsidian, the largest and only dreadnaught size battleship that Itera possessed, spread out all across the uninhabited solar system was the vast majority of the Iteran Fleet and directly in front of the Obsidian was the battered remnants of the Envaran navy. Over two-thirds of the entirety of the Envaran navy lay before him, their ships rendered useless, and more than thirteen thousand prisoners taken over the course of just four days. With a satisfied grin, Kyman turned away from the viewport and instantly knew that with this one victory the more than twenty-year war between Itera and Envara had finally come to an end.

Kyman had taken over command of the Iteran navy less than one year ago, after his idiot of a predecessor finally came to his senses and stepped down recognizing that he did not have the skill or knowledge to win this war. It was almost too late, Iteran naval forces had lost more ground in two years than the past eighteen combined and they were on the brink of being pushed into their home solar system, which would have been a catastrophic defeat. The Envarans had invented a new type of long-range weapon which outclassed anything the Iterans could bring to bear, far out of Iteran naval range the Envarans were able to easily pick off the Iteran ship one by one. In fact, most Envaran technologies surpassed that of the Iterans. Itera for all its beauty and majesty was a world of commerce and trading, war was secondary to those goals. Only in two very specific fields of technology did Itera truly surpass that of the Envarans, and Kyman made sure to bring those to the forefront of his military strategy.

He recognized that fighting in the conventional style would lose him every battle as it did the old Grand Admiral, Sulvan Duzac, so instead Kyman used the one thing that Envarans could not resist. He selected this uninhabited solar system with its blue dying neutron star far enough from the front lines that the Envarans would not suspect it was his doing but also close enough that he could manoeuvre his fleet into position without alerting the Envaran scouts. Along with his fleet he hauled three derelict ships and placed them close to a moon orbiting around the system's largest gas giant, which happened to be extremely close to the system's sun. The Iteran fleet then arrayed themselves behind one of the many moons or behind the gas giant itself and then all the ships powered down completely except for life support systems. This close to the massive radiation fields coming off the neutron star meant their ships would not be detected at all by Envaran tracking signals.

From the three derelict ships, a broadcast began blasting across all frequencies, it was carefully created, the broadcast appeared to be sent by a trio of ships operated by the Cult of Ghoz'a, a famously all female Cult that only accepted virgins into their ranks to worship their god. The broadcast claimed that the Cult members were on their bi-annual holy pilgrimage to the sacred sites of Ghoz'a when they were set upon by ten Slaver ships. Envarans hated nothing more than Slavers, and especially Slavers who decided to attack a peaceful all female religious organization. Kyman anticipated that the Envarans would send an overwhelming force to put a stop to the slave raid, however, he did not expect seventy-eight ships to make an appearance and amongst them all three dreadnaughts that the Envarans possessed. They had probably wished to send a message to the Slavers, in any case, the ambush was about to turn into the most devasting naval defeat in over a thousand years.

The Envaran fleet closed the distance with the derelict ships, now well within range of Iteran blaster fire and at a distance where the Envaran long-range weaponry would be far less effective. However, Kyman had something more ingenious planned than a simple attack with blasters, and he was going to put to use one of Itera's two technological advances. Once the Envaran fleet was within range Kyman gave the order and the Obsidian woke and along with it all the other Iteran naval ships within visual range did the same. Before the Envarans could react to this newfound threat Kyman gave the order and every Iteran ship blasted their short range EMP weapons, as the blasts radiated outwards every Envaran ship it hit suddenly found that all its systems stopped working. No weapons, no engines, no gravity fields, nothing at all, of course, Envaran ships were shielded against EMP waves just like every advanced spacefaring race had on their ships. Yet, this type of shielding was useless against Iteran EMP weaponry, a powerful predator native to Itera, stacciks, was immune to most types of damage so Iterans had been forced to adapt and develop new ways of stopping this creature from terrorising them. Turned out the EMP waves fried the staccik's brains from the inside and instantly killed it, this tech was developed thousands of years ago but Iterans had been refining the technology ever since crafting the most powerful EMPs in the galaxy. But Iterans being traders, did not think of implementing a version of these ground-based EMPs for space combat, but Kyman recognised their potential and as soon as he took over command of the navy one year ago he put every available scientist and engineer he could get his hands on to the task of developing this weapon.

The results spoke for themselves, seventy-eight ships disabled and hung uselessly throughout the planet's orbit, with not a single loss to any of his own ships. Then Kyman put to use the other significant technological advantage that the Iterans possessed, their exo-skeletons. Due to the harsh tropical nature of Itera, its people pretty early on had to create ways of withstanding the extreme temperatures, and wildlife that the planet possessed. The solution, a series of bone, muscle and nerve implants that gave what was a normal human body a massive set of upgrades, everything from strength, speed, adaptability and endurance. Every man and woman native to the planet used to possess one, these days the exo-skeletons weren't as crucial to the Iterans' survival as they had been in the past mostly due to the large habitat domes that kept them safe from the planet's dangers but the Iteran nobility kept up the tradition that their ancestors began by enhancing their bodies through the use of these exo-skeletons.

Very early on in the war, the Envarans learned not to fight the Iterans on land, those early battles were all ridiculously easy victories for the Iterans with their special forces easily dispatching any and all Envaran resistance. It was mostly for this reason that the war had progressed for so long with Envaran fleets winning in the skies but their armies unable to hold any territory once on land. Now though with the Envaran fleet rendered useless, Kyman gleefully sent out the Hallowed, the Iteran special forces, to move from one Envaran ship to the next subduing and capturing every last female aboard. With eighty-seven ships the process was a long-one but now four days later and thirteen thousand new slaves to bring to Itera, Kyman could relax and enjoy his well-deserved victory over those despicable man-haters.

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Author's Note: Let me know what you guys think! Looking forward to hearing from you. :D
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So far an intriguing start 😊 I like the scenario you developed, please go on!
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Caesar73 wrote: 4 years ago So far an intriguing start 😊 I like the scenario you developed, please go on!
Thanks! I'll try and get the next part up tonight or tomorrow :D
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Ok Part 2! Hope you enjoy!
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Sandra didn’t want Rayina to join the Envaran military. It’s dangerous work. As identical twins, they always were particularly close, and selfishly Sandra didn’t want to lose her.

But Rayina always was willful, and there is a war on.

So she took up arms for their planet’s cause, her sharp mind and healthy body quickly attracting the attention of the intelligence department. For Sandra’s part, she grew up more interested in science than matriotism, so when Sandra turned eighteen she only completed the bare minimum mandatory military service, working in engineering on Valkyrie, one of the corvettes in the Envaran defense fleet, before beginning to study journalism at Envaran’s most prestigious university. That was two years ago. Rayina and Sandra are twenty-two, in the calculation of the galactic standard year.

Sandra had a lithe, sexy athletic body. Perfectly symmetrical C cup breasts, phenomenal thighs, legs for days, and an ass that was perfectly proportional to her body. There was a saying among Envarans that a 10/10 human is an 8/10 on Envara. And this girl was a 12/10 on her homeworld. And luckily there were two of them in the universe cause her and Rayina were identical twins.

Defying the inherent risks, more than half the student girls around the university have rejected the safer and more practical buzz-cut that is typical in older generations of Envaran women, they who served during less successful years at the battle front. Sandra has always taken it as a good sign – that in spite of the threats from their rivals on Itera, Sandra’s classmates feel secure enough to adopt the galactic fashion of human women. Sandra is likewise prone to the same vanities as her colleagues. Both twins wear out their hair particularly long, their almost shiny blonde colour prized among Envarans as much as it is among the humans. They don’t just do it for the appearance, the sensation of feeling the perfectly straight strands brush against the curves of their buttocks is very pleasant.

In the years when the two were still teens, they would spend hours doing nothing but brushing each other’s hair, enjoying the euphoric calm it would produce with its warm tingling at the most intimate place between their legs, a tingling that told them they were ending our time as children and had become women. That was until their mother discovered them in the act, and forbad them from participating in such demeaning behavior. Red-faced with fury, she lectured that Envaran women had not fought so hard for freedom from our own males for us to start acting like slaves.

Rayina never talks about her work, but I’ve picked up enough hints know it’s usually offworld, and behind enemy lines. Sometimes she returns home for planet leave with a haunted look in her eyes. When they share the same bed Rayina rolls in her sleep to lie against Sandra, instinctively seeking the reassurance they gain from physical contact.

Sandra wanted to publish a report on the status of the war effort against the Iterans, but she didn’t want to simply analyse after action reports so she called up her sister and pulling a few strings she got herself attached to the 1st Fleet. She was also morbidly curious about unpacified men, there are no males attending the university, only drones in the marbled corridors, mopping floors. Drones never look at her, of course. Drones have their concerns, women have theirs.

That’s how Sandra found herself in a scouting vessel filming the battle with her sister. The EMP blast wasn't close enough to hit the girls, but it did happen so shockingly fast that it made them both jump as they watched through the lenses of the camera equipment on board.

The sisters could only choose to look on in complete horror, the whole situation was a complete disaster. Right before their eyes they saw Envaran hopes for an end to the war crumble away, three whole fleets, three dreadnaughts and over seventy-five percent of the Envara navy captured. Envara itself, even with only a third of its military was probably not under thread. But this was still a horrendous military defeat.

Sandra though back to what would be running on the new cycle on Envara, probably nothing about this space disaster, its unlikely anyone at home even knew what happened. The news would likely still be dominated by the political scandal raging between between President Jaleah, and the male rights campaigner Bethaeny Lilea. Lilea’s party believe Envara should stop dosing the drones and let them take a place in society as do human males. That is not scandalous in itself, equality campaigners have agitated since the first White Queen. What’s filling the tabloids is President Jaleah’s allegation that Lilea has gone further than that, and indulged in the most shameful act possible from a woman in our society; sexual submission to a male.

Lilia spent two years on the criminal planet of Dixirous, a world controlled by cartels where just about everything was for sale, so she certainly would have been in the presence of non-pacified men. And the young are often attracted to experiment with the taboo. But Sandra doesn’t think there is more to it. Claims of submission in politics are almost as old as Envaran liberation. However, if President Jaleah does prove her allegations Lilea will be ruined. Female submission is a rejection of everything our society stands for, and submissives are rightly ostracized. Not that any of that matters in the face of this defeat, soon Iterans will be rampaging across Envara and political scandals will be the last thing people are thinking about.

It had been five days since the initial EMP blast and the Iteran crews were still clearing out the Envaran ships, every time some ships were able to regain power the Iterans retriggered their EMPs killing hopes for any ship to escape the system. Rayina had pushed to leave the system immediately but Sandra convinced her that Envara high command would want a full accounting of the battle. There was also the additional issue that neither of them knew whether they were far enough that their engines wouldn’t trigger the Iterans sensors.

However, they had an issue, the scout ship had not been equipped for a long term stay away from her mother ship and five days on their rations were on the verge of running out. They had one day left or at most three with extreme rationing. Their time was up, soon they’d have to make a run for it.

"We can't even really hyperspace jump now. We might as well call our enemies and ask them for an extraction." Sandra told her sister.

“That’s not going to happen! I won’t hand ourselves over to those men without at least trying to get out of here!” was Rayina’s typical hot-headed response.

Rayina eventually won out the argument, claiming her superiority as military personnel and the only one who could fly the ship, they would power up and try to bust out of the system. And if they couldn’t they were slaver meat anyway so they may as well try.

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Author's Note: Thanks for reading, please let me know what you think so far and I hope the world building makes sense. Let me know if something seems off.
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The story unfolds nicely 😉 Interessting world, Envara is ;)
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Caesar73 wrote: 4 years ago The story unfolds nicely 😉 Interessting world, Envara is ;)
Thanks for commenting again! Any suggestions or direction you'd like to see things go in?
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I'll think about it - and let you know, later 😉
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Caesar73 wrote: 4 years ago I'll think about it - and let you know, later 😉
Looking forward to it :)
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Some ideas:

1. The sisters try to escape. First they seem to succeed.
2. Then they are ambushed, fight vailantly but are outnumbered 😉 Remember the First Star Wars Film? The capture of the rebel ship?
3. The sisters are restrained - and interrogated, some ticke torture by robots 😉 The feet of the captives are hypersensitive.
4. Maybe one of the sisters tries to escape but is captured and restrained more stringently?
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Caesar73 wrote: 4 years ago Some ideas:

1. The sisters try to escape. First they seem to succeed.
2. Then they are ambushed, fight vailantly but are outnumbered 😉 Remember the First Star Wars Film? The capture of the rebel ship?
3. The sisters are restrained - and interrogated, some ticke torture by robots 😉 The feet of the captives are hypersensitive.
4. Maybe one of the sisters tries to escape but is captured and restrained more stringently?
Numbers 1, 2 and 4 are all planned in some way already :D I like #3 quite a bit I'll have to think when I can implement that.

Thanks for the suggestions! I appreciate it!
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Enjoy Part 3! Shorter this time. And special thanks to [mention]Caesar73[/mention] for continuosly commenting :)

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Sensor Officer Eldar Melkadze, was idly waiting on the Hallowed to finish cleaning out yet another of the Envaran ships before he'd point them to the next target that the Grand Admiral assigned. Eldar could really only focus on the fact that soon Itera would be home to thousands of the absolute best slave stock in the galaxy. Those slavers on Yuvis could only dream of a haul this good!

As he was lost in his fantasies of sexy space babes Eldar saw the sensor console start to flash, the reading said it was coming from an unknown source so it couldn't be an already identified ship. Quickly focusing he flipped the switch and analysed the reading as quickly as he could. With every passing second he knew that time was being wasted, looks like they had sneaky Envaran ship trying to make a run for it, it would soon just result in another set of slaves. He patched the coordinates to one of the Hallowed scout vessels and leaned back as he resumed his daydreaming.

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Anders Dulet is a member of the much-feared Iteran Hallowed Forces, and a minor noble from the cadet branch of the Andinnes, one of the thirteen ruling houses of Itera. That makes Anders a free citizen of his planet, which is certainly not typical. On Itera all men and women are slaves except for a very select few, those who are Blood of the Thirteen are all born free. Of course, the reasoning behind this isn't entirely arbitrary, through an odd quirk of genetics only those that are, male and Blood of the Thirteen can actually live on the planet's surface. All others normally perish within two to six minutes in the open air of Itera, naturally any men who were able to actually survive the planet's conditions rose to the top of their society.

All that happened thousands of years ago though and now Blood of the Thirteen aren't actually that rare, many thousands of men can claim descent from those ancient houses and especially in Special Force unit like the Hallowed only Blood of Thirteen members are allowed to enlist. Likewise, on Itera, not all slaves are equal, some are only slaves in name but have large sprawling business empires, men and women of direct Iteran ancestry but not Blood of the Thirteen are considered slaves but only for their first twenty-five years. They serve at the master's whim but after their twenty-five, they are free to go their own way. Additionally, masters have many restrictions when dealing with Iteran born slaves, death and undue amounts of abuse or torture is strictly forbidden and carries heavy consequences for the abuser. Noble Iterans also have to pay more to ensure that Iteran born slaves are properly fed and cared for.

All the rules that apply to Iteran born slaves do not apply to those slaves bought and captured from other planets so many nobles and former slaves seek to buy new slaves brought in from abroad. The slave markets of Itera are always a thriving place to do business.

Anders sat up straight when his comm console signalled a new set of orders, by the time he finished reading them his ship was already powered up and turning towards the coordinates that he received. It took him a full twenty minutes to traverse the space between the battle and the location of these Envaran ship.

Fortunately for him, as he gazed at the small craft that was clearly of Envaran design he could tell that the ship would not fit for proper speed, it looked to be nothing more than a temporary escape ship not big enough to host more than two or three people. Easy enough for him to catch up and once inside subdue any resistance, so he approached the ship and prepared his weapons to fire.
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So the Plot thickens 😊
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Caesar73 wrote: 4 years ago So the Plot thickens 😊
Yes! Hopefully, we'll get to the capture in the next part :D
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Looking forward to it 😁
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