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Alien Encounters
(Crimson Rose)

Giddy with the excitement of gaining her first slave so quickly after earning her status as Mistress, Grace approached her new place of employment grinning ear-to-ear. The first thing that caught her eye was the painstakingly carved sign depicting a woman being spit-roasted in the front by a very beefy almost demonic looking alien with long sweptback horns and what appeared to be a penis lined with dozens of tiny barbs, and in the back by something straight out of Lovecraftian horror. While the body was mostly humanoid, tentacles emerging from its back wrapped around the poor helpless woman while one was the designer only knew how far up her ass. Involuntarily shivering at the thought of doing something so messed up, Grace reached out to open the door only to realize the handle was also in the shape of a tentacle. Grabbing it, she could feel the small suction cups on thew underside as she pushed it open and walked inside.

With the exception of very realistic alien on human artwork hanging on the walls, the lobby was fairly tame. Ahead, centered at the back wall between closed doors a topless Farm slave manned the reception desk while seating along the left and right walls had tentacle and very alien looking dildos attached to them for patrons to sit and entertain themselves while waiting their turn. For her part, the woman looked to be in her mid to late twenties with shoulder-length dark purple hair that faded to pink at the tips, small, perky breasts capped with puffy pierced nipples and a slender, athletic build. 

"Good Morning, Mistress, how may I help you today?" the receptionist asked.

Approaching the desk, Grace saw FuckFairy tattooed on the woman's perky left breast. "My name is Mistress Grace Harper and I start work here today."

"Oh, right. We were actually expecting you two hours ago and since you didn't show up we figured you changed your mind."

"My apologies. I stopped off for a drink of milk and got detoured to the registration office. Are you telling me the job has been filled by another?"

"No, Mistress. The position is still open but since you've arrived late you'll be required to work later to make up for lost time."

"That's fine. So, what exactly will I be doing here?"

"Assuming you pass your thirty-day training course you'll be placed in one of the rooms to dominate those that come through. During your training period you'll be shown everything we offer here at Alien Encounters as well as how to operate the machinery, clean and sanitize and how to properly get into and out of the very delicate costumes you'll be required to wear. That out of the way, I must warn and stress upon you our golden rule. If you find yourself being used by the machines no one will come to your rescue. In fact, if you're caught by anyone in such a compromising situation they're free to use you as if you were a slave for however long it takes you to free yourself. If that's a risk you're not willing to take then this might not be the right job for you, Mistress."

"I think I'll be fine, FuckFairy."

"I'm sure you will, Mistress, but I am obligated to inform you of the rule either way."

"Consider me informed. So, when do I start this training program?"