The future???

Prelude

2257 AD, the war had ravaged the Earth?s population, decimating the male half of the planet, leaving the world to be recovered by the few men and young boys that had survived and the women who survived the ravages of war.

Frontiering had begun, identifying planets with environments similar to Earth?s and a modifiable atmosphere. Like in the old west of America, pioneers had left Earth in ?space wagons? and a new ?Wild West? had evolved. Like the historical ?Wild West? the frontier planets were largely lawless. The pioneers had been provided 4 men for each group of pioneers, only to serve as ?seeds?, and semen had become a commodity worth more than that of any gemstone or valuable ever historically valued. Semen had become so valuable that the wealthy women were buying it over 1,000,000 credits/quarter ounce. It had spawned a new type of outlaw?women who would go and fuck men for their semen, using a specialized reservoir and then sell it for it?s monetary value.

In this new world, conventional weapons no longer existed?armor had made bullets and explosives and the like largely useless, and so hand-to-hand combat and weapons designed specifically to disable the females who predominantly populated the worlds had evolved. The most common weapon was something called a jolt. It was a handheld instrument that could be shoved into an orifice (usually a vagina or anus) and it would deliver electrical stimuli and impulses that would drive a woman sexually to orgasm until they passed out into unconsciousness. They could then be killed by hand, strangling or breaking the neck would be the preferred method.


Chapter 1

Britta flew the spaceplane into Port Clinton, the busiest frontier town on the planet Stephanieworld, named after the captain of the first pioneer ship to land here. The planet was similar to Earth in many ways?it had a reasonable amount of water but it was fairly arid terrain?largely because of the fact that it was 1 million miles closer to it?s star than Earth was?resulting in a significantly higher ambient temperature, though still within the liveable range for humans. The clothing for the region was a product of the climate, largely nothing more than a filmy covering around the waist and something to support the breasts of the female population?not really to cover them. Like all frontier towns, it was considerably lawless, although there was a ?sheriff? and three deputies.

Britta climbed out of the spaceplane, sweaty and dirty from the 3 month flight from her last stop, a frontier planet called Andrealand. She had been lucky to escape?although she was a skilled fighter, adept with the jolt and well known for her ability to use it, she had been attacked by a posse of 6 women who had caught her literally on top of one of their ?na?ve? males, the term used to describe a boy who had been born on the planet after insemination by one of the seeders and who was being bred to provide more semen to grow the population. She had barely escaped, but was able to sell all of the semen she had stolen?4 ozs (the product of 4 sexual encounters) for 15,000,000 credits after meeting an intergalactic transport en route to Earth.

She climbed out of the plane and programmed it to return to orbit on autopilot, only to return to this location on her command. She peeled off her filmy long-space travel suit and allowed her long blonde hair to drop out of the tight bun she had it wrapped in for travel. Standing naked on the port tarmac she wasn?t alone?many of the women climbing in and out of ships were naked. She reached into the ship and took out her bag and her waist cloth, her jolt and the spare she always carried, she grabbed chest support?in the past she couldn?t understand where the word ?bra? had come from and ?racked? her 36DD breasts into the support. She closed the spaceplane?s door and hit the lock button. She walked away from it and towards the computer portal that would give her the map of the area. As she moved away, the plane automatically took off and as the noise from it faded, she heard a commotion a little way down the tarmac and saw a freight pilot arguing with another woman. Not surprisingly, the argument rapidly deteriorated into a fight and two women were quickly bludgeoning the crap out of one another. Britta smirked as she watched the fight noting that the fighters seemed to be tougher than the women on the last planet. As she gathered her information?largely where the ?seedhouse? was?she heard a shriek and a squeal and saw the freight pilot on the ground convulsing in the throes of what was obviously a wild series of orgasms, or ?jolts?. Once she stopped flopping about, her foe knelt down and apparently strangled her, took the keys to her freighter, and climbed on board. She emerged carrying a box of something and looking around with some appearance of guilt as Britta made her way into town. No one even looked twice at the stranger as she walked casually through the port town apparently accustomed to this type of character coming through, with it being a port city and all. Britta made her way to the seed house and walked right in the front door. Sitting behind the desk was a beautiful young girl, just underage to be sexually active and on either side of her, two ?barrenesses.? Barrenesses was the term used to described women who were unable to have children either from infertility or other sexual problems, the term came from an old English term ?Baroness? and was a play on words. These were the only women who could be trusted to manage seeders and the seed houses. Britta was strikingly attractive and the women noticed it when she walked in, she was also wealthy and so she made herself appear that way with her clothing and jewels. The young girl asked if she wanted an appointment and she nodded. She was lying?she really only wanted to see the schedule for the seeders. She asked to be penciled in for tomorrow and offered credits on arrival or COA.

The girl nodded back and the two women smiled politely at her. Britta left and went to the local watering hole. She ordered some food and drink and sat at the bar listening to the locals chat. In the corner sat three big-boned, very attractive brunettes. Two were obviously sisters and the one who was not was clearly the superior woman in the group. As they ate, someone?a youngish slight woman ran in to the bar and called to them: ?Sheriff! Deputies! C?mon if you can, Sherry Thomson and Lisa Rutledge are beating the fuck out of each other and I think they?re going to destroy Regina?s in the process! The three women laughed and got up slowly. Britta watched them, observing their grace and power, noting their size and beauty, the size of the jolts they carried and their overall demeanor. They called to the proprietor of the bar that they would be back to pay and finish their meals.

Britta was inclined to follow to see what would happen, but didn?t want to draw attention to herself, so she stayed in the bar and ate her meal.