Vandergast (10 of 10) - The Berlin Martial Arts Extraction

And once again I'm happy that Akarge and Tomken had the time to proofread my little story. Thank you.

Guido had just arrived with his old Volkswagen Beetle at Altlandsberg, north of Berlin, where he wanted to meet an old friend. Having friends and keeping his contacts alive was important for the job Guido was doing. Suddenly his cell phone rang.

"Hello Guido, this is L'ielit."

Before Guido could say 'who?' he remembered the name. Very tall, black, from Ethiopia. It had been a long time. Guido got few calls from those who had left Earth. "Is it really you?"

"Listen Guido, I don't have much time. Are you still in the same business?"

"Yes, I am. Where are you?" Guido asked, still puzzled.

"Guido, listen carefully and don't ask questions now. Grab all of your women and come to the Max Schmeling Hall at 15:00."

"The German Martial Arts Championship? I tried but couldn't afford the tickets."

"Doesn't matter. Be there, near the building. The nearer the better. You know the procedure. Don't call anybody else except for your people."

"Yes I know."

Click. Guido was in a daze. He was an underdog. Son of a brothel owner. When his father retired he gave the business to his son. Guido hated that type of business. Then the aliens appeared. Average Joes. Everything changed. Guido got a CAP card early. He scored 6.1. Damn, no escape. Male concubines had few chances in a pick-up. But then he had an idea. His father hated it. Guido started to send people to pick-up locations. He had a good nose for that. He started to collect the left-over's of pick-ups, helped them over their losses, ensured them that they were not useless left-over's. Women that were left behind at a pick-up usually were emotionally in very bad shape. At the time he met L'ielit he had a loose network of friends who sent women and, in rare cases, men to him. Today the network was much bigger. Guido had spent all of his money long ago. His father had died. His father had hated his activities until the end. No chance for reconciliation. Guido was making contracts with all of his fosterlings so he got their property when they managed to leave Earth. But most of them weren't rich. Guido was working on a day-to-day basis. There were currently one-hundred-and fifty-nine women in his asylum. 15:00. He had no idea how to carry them all to the sports hall in time. Half of them were stalking assumed sponsors. 15:00. He had to concentrate. He called Tina, his secretary. Tina was a former whore; age sixty-five, far beyond fertility, no chance to leave Earth. "Tina, listen. Call all girls to meet me at ..." He furiously tried to remember a location close to the hall that would not attract other people's attention. "Subway station Schönauer Allee! Tell them to meet me there at 14:45. Then take all the girls currently at home and lead them to Schönauer Allee. I know several of them are not yet prepared but it's a chance. I'll try to be there in time but it's quite a bit from Altlandsberg. If I don't manage to be there at 14:45 lead the girls to the Max Schmeling Hall. Don't wait for me or any missing girl. There should be enough sports fans around to cover your approach. Do you understand?"

"Sure boy, I'm not stupid. Fred and Jonathan are here, they'll help with the calls." Guido heard the clicking of Tina's fingernails on the computer keyboard. Tina repeated his orders. "Ah, here's the timetable of the subway. We'll leave the house at 14:15. Then we'll be at the station at 14:41. See you later!"

Guido arrived at 14:43. He parked his Volkswagen Beetle in a no standing at any time area and ran the last hundred meters to the station. Tina was currently counting the women. "There are seven missing," she said.

"Damn. Okay, we have time enough. Ladies, relax. Please follow Tina to the hall, to the martial arts sports event. Wait at the entrance for me. I'll check the station for the stragglers." Guido watched them crossing the street. They didn't look that suspicious, just a bunch of ladies on their way to a big sports event. Guido went downstairs and checked the tracks. He found five of the missing girls looking around, not knowing where to go. 14:51. Another train arrived. The doors opened. There were the last two girls. He waved for their attention and happily they spotted him immediately. He signaled to run. He led his small group upstairs and then the shortest way towards the hall. They would not reach the main entrance in time. The side wall had to be enough. 15:00. They were all out of breath but they had reached the hall in time. Then, less than ten meters away, the interdiction field appeared. They were inside.

L'ielit had tracked Guido's cell phone. The AI had mentioned the risk a call like that could mean for the whole extraction. She ignored it. She gave Guido the shortest possible time to reach the sports arena. Earlier that day, her team had checked the whole building for bombs and hidden weapons. L'ielit and her team had taken over the security of the sports event. The Marines had been downsized to around 185 centimeters to match with the average people's size. Those subordinates who were now at the main entrance, scanning everybody for weapons, informed her about a big group of women who had arrived and were now waiting outside the hall. L'ielit checked the location of Guido's cell phone again. Less than five-hundred meters away. He had made it. When the AI announced that the signal was now at the hall's east wall she gave the order to engage the interdiction field. The AI had counted nine hundred and forty-four possible sponsors and over six-thousand possible concubines. Unfortunately nearly four thousand were male. All of Guido's women had a good chance to leave the planet. The remaining three thousand spectators were youngsters, most of them between ten and thirteen years old.

L'ielit had taken part in the second of the freestyle pre-fights as a late filling, giving the audience a good show. She was wearing pink leggings and a dark blue sports bra and thong. Her opponent was a medium skilled Taekwondo fighter. L'ielit had the advantage of her superior range and almost full Marine augmentations. She had the disadvantage of having to organize her troops at the same time. L'ielit's hand-to-hand skills were hard learned lessons of survival. Her opponent was totally unfamiliar with her type of fighting. L'ielit had to ease up so as not to kick his private parts within the first two seconds of the fight. With the order to engage the interdiction field she had sent her opponent to the mat. "Stay down, please. I have another job to do that you will definitely like, mister Confederacy sponsor to be."

Her opponent blinked and then relaxed and signaled surrender.

L'ielit walked toward the stadium speaker who was announcing the initial fights. She asked for the speaker's microphone, showing her Confederacy ID card. On her bra the word 'Confederacy' appeared in big white letters.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you may not have noticed yet, but this is an extraction. My name is Centurion L'ielit Debir of the Confederacy. Please stay in your seats for a moment and relax, there is no need for hurry." L'ielit looked for immediate signs of hassle but found none. She noticed that the markings on the shirts of her men turned from 'security' to 'Confederacy'. "If you look around, you'll see a lot of big bulky people with the word 'Confederacy' written on their back and chest. They are helping with organizing this event. Troublemakers, be warned. They know their job very well." She didn't say that in addition to the one-hundred-and-fifty Marines with tee shirts over their skin-tight body armor there were another two-hundred Marines among the spectators. They had all been downsized to blend with the crowd and would disperse in small groups among those who had to stay on Earth. The upper stand would offer an excellent overview. Eighty drones were hovering below the ceiling, armed with heavy stingers. In case of a mass riot they would paralyze everybody involved.

"People who don't want to leave the planet OR kids under the age of fourteen without a parent present OR people beyond their age of fertility OR people who actually don't carry a CAP card. Everybody who fits in one of these categories, please go to the upper five tiers or leave towards the southern lobby. The lobby is the place where you won't be disturbed by what's about to happen in the main hall."

There was a temporary disturbance when a man pushed other spectators out of his way violently and shouted "I left it in the car, Dammit!" A nearby Marine stunned him with a stinger. The scene was stage-managed.

"Sorry, that was an example of really stupid behavior. There are far too many people here with a basic understanding of martial arts to allow somebody to start a fight. Now he'll sleep for a few hours and have a really bad headache when he wakes up." The big display panels of the hall replayed the scene several times. Two Marines carried the man away. The incident had the desired effect. At least no one tried to act stupid.

Other Marines were leading those in the main hall who had been waiting outside of the hall. L'ielit spotted Guido in that group and smiled at the newcomers.

"Those of you with a CAP score of 6.5 and above, please come down to the center of the hall. Identify yourself to one of the Marines and show them your CAP card. If you have a pre-pack or offspring, bring them with you." Six Marines had informed the fighters in the locker rooms who were now entering the hall. A fair number of them were sponsor level. L'ielit repeated her orders two times and watched the people organize.

In the lower stands people had started to strip. L'ielit spoke up again. "Hello you prospective concubines in the lower stands. I'd like to sort you to make this extraction a little easier. Male concubine prospects please go to the western stand. We have here quite a few female sponsors here, so don't drop your hopes too early." She pointed in the direction. "Female concubine prospects please go to the eastern stand. There you can strip as some of you already have done." She pointed at the opposite grandstand now. "People with children under the age of fourteen, no matter if they are here or not, please go to the northern or southern stand. Please keep your families together. Thank you those that are behaving so politely."

People started to move around the grandstand again. This time it was the vast majority of the audience, so they needed a while to organize.

"Sponsors, please give me your attention for a minute. You know your CAP score and know the number of concubines you can select. If you don’t, please ask one of the Marines." There was a laugh among the sponsors. "Now there is a little special today. You are allowed to select one more concubine if she is a mother with two or more children under the age of fourteen OR with a maternal sub-score of 7.5 or above. The Marines will show you how to read the sub-scores on a CAP card. OR you are allowed to select another additional concubine if you select a couple with a minimum three children altogether. Couples, be aware that if you are selected and agree to be concubines, you are instantly divorced. Your main partner will from then on be your sponsor and your sponsor only." L'ielit continued to explain the basic rules. There were a few people who left the lower stands. "I want to remind those who have the chance to be a concubine but have decided against it that there is currently a riot building outside the interdiction field. THEY know that the Sa'arm are coming and are trying desperately to enter this building ignoring the fact that the interdiction field will never drop before an extraction is over. You are free to change your mind again and try to attract a sponsor."

The sponsors now started to interview prospective concubines. L'ielit handed the microphone to Lieutenant Timmero, who repeated the rules once again. L'ielit walked toward the upper stands of the northern grandstand where she had spotted Guido with the help of the AI.

"I remember you were one of the most pitiful cases but then you were taken in the very first pick-up. You look damn good now." Guido shook L'ielit's hand and didn't let go afterwards. "Centurion means seven-point-something?"

"The military rank is not fixed to the CAP score, but yes, I scored that high after three years. I'm still with the sponsor who selected me. We have a combined household. Tell me Guido, when did you go for a CAP test the last time? Your scores don't reflect what you are. How many did you help over the years to leave Earth?"

"I don't remember. Maybe eight thousand? I've never repeated the test. I'm not a military man. I have decided long ago that my work here is too important to leave."

"What would you say if you could continue your work but with the support of the Confederacy?"

Guido laughed. "That would be damn nice. I don't know how to pay my bills. Every year it gets worse."

L'ielit led Guido to a quieter place. "We don't spread this information too often but when you volunteer you can set some conditions. The AI might accept or decline. It's a matter of negotiating and cost-benefit for them. You can ask for exactly the same job you are doing right now. When the Sa'arm arrive the Confederacy will try to rescue you. All you have to do is to re-test and volunteer." L'ielit left Guido in deep thought and returned to her job.

An hour later the pick-up was in full swing. About one hundred sponsors had already been transported to the ship, mostly those with a pre-pack. The padded fighting rings were filled with fucking people. A hall cleaner had the splendid idea of handing out tissues and towels. Twenty marines were especially observing this place for trouble from rejected prospective concubines after a test drive. Until now it had been a remarkably quiet extraction. Only five people had to be paralyzed. Four of them were men rejected by female sponsors. The Marines had the most work with the couples when sponsors walked in to get the wife only and the man saw his chances dropping dramatically. Until now none of them had to be stunned. The Marines talked to the people, often convincing the sponsor to take both, since the man didn't count against their allowed number of concubines. It was a hard time for the male concubines to be who had to suffer a lot of humiliation to check their obedience.

The situation outside of the interdiction field was totally different. Germans normally don't carry weapons. But a large extraction was a magnet for every armed idiot and even more unarmed people who were stupid enough to not flee when the shooting started. Very few listened to the public address announcement to leave the area. L'ielit had brought three companies of Marines for this situation. It had been her plan not to use standard Marine procedures. Instead, they were using the extraction as a honey trap for an ambush. Sharpshooters on the roofs of the surrounding buildings were taking down armed attackers with a special long range stinger rifle. The AI tried to identify sponsor level people who were trapped in the area and task force groups got them out of there, holding them in a secure sublevel garage. L'ielit had changed into light battle gear and had left the hall through a tunnel that had not been sealed by a force field. Now she was standing before thirty-six people. Twenty-two were sponsors, the rest were concubines of pre-packs.

"Ladies, Gentlemen. Please calm down. I know it's a really bad thing to be outside an interdiction field. You are lucky, since I'm a benign extraction leader. The Marines will now double-check your identity and CAP ID and then you will be led into the building through a secure tunnel." She was interrupted by a loud explosion.

<Shoulder-launched surface-to-surface rocket. Most probably a heavily armed Earth First cell,> the AI informed L'ielit.

"Okay, I have had enough. Flood the area with stinger pulses. Increase the radius to three-hundred meters. Anybody with a weapon is handed to the judges." L'ielit had spoken loud. The frightened people did not move or make a noise. L'ielit looked at them. "Does any of you not want to join the Confederacy?" They all answered the question negatively. "Then please follow the orders of the Marines and have a nice pick-up."

"Any casualties on our side?" L'ielit asked sub-vocally when she was on her way back into the sports hall.

<We have three injured Marines. One of them was knocked off the roof he was standing on by the exploding rocket. He's in a med tube and stable. The other two have returned to the ship on their own for medical support. We have also taken five police officers who were badly injured to the med bay. Our scan radius is now three kilometers. There seem to be no more heavy weapons. The local police are helping to sort out the armed people now that the shooting has died down. They also rebuilt the roadblocks that had been ruptured. Allow me to note that the local police are still pretty well organized despite being thinned out by previous extractions.>

"Very good. How many casualties among the civilians do we have from the shooting?" L'ielit asked.

<There are sixty minor injured, that are now paralyzed. The task force groups rescued twelve badly injured. They are currently on their way to the nearby hospital. Two people are dead. All casualties were hit by bullets from armed terrorists. Our observations were already sent to the local police.>

"I hope that was it with the shooting." L'ielit entered the hall again.

<Centurion, this is Sergeant Scochance speaking. I have a borderline case here that you need to decide. I'm at the upper tiers of the northern grandstand.>

The AI led L'ielit to the exact location of the Sergeant. It was an interesting scene she walked into. There was Sergeant Scochance, showing no signs of bother. Before him there was a young girl wearing martial arts fighter clothing and a black belt. She was holding an adult male in a save grip while an adult female was sitting in a seat with a blooming black eye. The Sergeant quickly explained. "This young lady is Daphne Ostagel who scored second place of the juniors in the tournament last year. She's thirteen years old."

"Tomorrow is my fourteenth birthday," Daphne noted while holding the struggling man.

Sergeant Scochance continued to explain. "The woman there is her mother Agata. They both talked to me about possibilities to get Daphne to the stars as a sponsor. She definitely has the potential but lacks the age and a CAP card. Then this man, who is Daphne's father, Uwe Ostagel, walked in with some refreshments. When he realized what the two were doing he dropped the paper cups and hit his wife in the face. I would have stunned him but the little lady was faster than me."

L'ielit looked at the three and then turned toward the man. "Was it your plan to not volunteer as a couple to get off Earth and let your daughter test her score on board a colony ship?"

"There will be better chances. Daphne can save us all when she's fourteen." The man panted. "Could you please let me go, Daphne?" His daughter refused.

"L'ielit sighed."You know, you are running out of chances. This is most probably the last big extraction from Germany. The opposition of armed idiots like Earth First is becoming too strong. Today they used a damn rocket launcher to kill the mood." The face of the mother visibly lost its color. L'ielit had an idea."AI, what time is it in Tokyo?"

<It's 0:42 AM Sunday, third of August local time at Tokyo> The AI used a speaker at the Sergeant's gear to answer the question.

"Okay. One problem solved. Congratulations on your fourteenth birthday, Daphne." L'ielit smiled at the girl. The AI didn't object. "If you had a CAP ID and the score to volunteer, would you take your father with you?"

Daphne looked at her father. "Definitely not. He's hitting mom way too often."

"Then why don't you hand him over to the Sergeant who will lead him to the room where we temporarily store the troublemakers?" Daphne let go of her father and pushed him towards the Marine who walked the man away.

"Can I take my mother with me?" Daphne asked.

"If you had a CAP ID you surely could." Daphne looked disappointed. L'ielit continued, "Here's the deal. You go up to our colony ship and immediately get CAP tested. Your mother needs to come as an unassigned concubine with me. I'm the owner of all unassigned concubines on board since I am the leading Civil Service officer. When you pass the test, you can get her from me. Now here is the bad news. If you fail, your mother will be an unassigned concubine already. You can decide to stay as an unassigned concubine too or we'll send you back to Earth where you will be alone with your father. Unassigned concubines can be taken by any sponsor who's short on concubines. Your mother wouldn't have a say in the decision. Neither would you if you fail the test and decide to stay on board. Are you willing to take that risk?"

Agata rose from the seat and stood beside her daughter. "I'm willing to take the risk. I believe in my daughter."

Daphne gulped but held the gaze of L'ielit. "I'll take that chance. If I fail I deserve to be a concubine. Now where is that transporter I have to step onto?"

L'ielit smiled. "Not so fast. This was a test of confidence and self-confidence that you both passed. I would not separate a daughter from her mother. Now take your time and search for a second concubine plus a mother or a couple with enough kids. As we don't know your real CAP score we'll temporarily assume a score between 6.5 and 6.9." L'ielit called for a Marine to escort Daphne. "Your concubines need to accept the same conditions as your mother. They will join the pool of unassigned concubines until you come out of the test. One last thing. No sex that includes penetration until midnight middle European time. Understood?"

Daphne nodded and then happily walked down the stairs with her mother and a Marine private following.

Harald Muller was one of the fighters in the tournament. With his thirty-nine years he was by far the oldest. Under normal circumstances he would have given up karate tournaments years ago. But with the Sa'arm coming he still had chances since the best fighters tended to be caught in pick-ups. So instead of searching for a better paid job he continued to serve hamburgers, lived in a small cheap apartment, continued his martial arts training and spent the rest of his time in the university's library studying. His initial CAP score of 6.9 rose over the years to a remarkable 7.7.

Harald knew several nice girls from his job and one of the librarians was also a very nice lady he would have liked to rescue. Unfortunately none of them were at the Max Schmeling Hall today. Harald looked around. He liked children. He had trained children for martial arts. So he turned his attention to the group of concubines with children. He ignored the first tiers where people were practically fighting for the attention of a sponsor. Instead he looked for the people in the middle tiers who seemed to be uncertain or frightened. He sat down next to a couple that looked to be in their early thirties. "Quite a show, isn't it?" he asked.

The woman who sat next to him looked at him. "Not what we came for, but yes," she grinned. "Do you have children too?"

Harald thought about the answer. "Yes, I have a daughter that I love very much," he said. His illegitimate daughter was twenty years old. She had left Earth as a concubine two years ago.

"We have two children. Peter is two years old and Ulrike, our ten-year-old daughter is not interested in martial arts." The woman showed him a few photos from her wallet.

Harald turned to the husband. "Say, what do you think about our chances as males here?"

The man shivered. "If we get a chance it will become very humiliating. Look at all the sponsors. Not even one out of five is a female. I don't know if I can obey if one of the males asks me to suck cock or something like that. I'd rather try to convince a sponsor to take my wife and the children. I love them enough to let them go instead of killing them because of my fears."

Harald grinned. "A little homophobic? Me too." Harald looked at them. They looked like nice people, obedient, waiting for what the future will bring for them. "Oh, the heck with it! I seriously have to start somewhere. Would you please show me your CAP IDs?" He showed them his card, identifying him as a sponsor. They quickly handed him their cards, looking suddenly very timid. The cards showed their names, Werner and Danielle Traustein. The CAP sub-scores reflected Harald's first impressions. Low aggressiveness, both caring people, high loyalty. The woman had high motherly instincts. Both had a better-than-average sex drive.

Harald looked at the man. "Now here comes what you have expected. Would you please prepare your wife for me?" While Werner unbuttoned the blouse of his wife, Harald continued, "You realize that if I'm not satisfied with her service you both have to find another sponsor? She may be the fuck-toy for a lot of horny men today." While Werner removed the halter-top of his wife with watering eyes, Danielle's breathing quickened. 'Now that's interesting. She seems to like that thought,' Harald thought.

"I know that," Werner finally said. "But it doesn't lessen my love for her." He removed his wive's skirt and panties.

Harald ordered Danielle to face him. He quickly lowered his pants. Then he reached for her right leg and lifted it high. She had to reach for his neck to keep her balance. He tried to aim his rigid cock at the woman's pussy but failed several times. "It's no use. Werner, would you please help me find Danielle's hole?" Werner took a deep breath and obeyed with shaking hands. Harald shoved his cock in all the way with the first stroke. Danielle was not lubed very well, but instead of wincing or pulling away, she hugged him tight and French-kissed him. After a few strokes her pussy was all slick."You like that?" Harald asked. He focused on Werner's reaction to her answer.

"You mean having sex with a stranger while ten-thousand spectators watch? I think I would faint from humiliation if suddenly one of our neighbors would say hello. It's the most obscene thing I've ever done. It's far beyond anything I've ever done. And I like it."

Harald saw a mix of emotions wash over Werner's face. It looked like jealousy was not among them. Harald withdrew his cock and let go of Danielle's leg. "OK, you passed. Do you want to follow me to the stars and be my obedient concubines? Your kids are included in this invitation." Without looking at each other, they both nodded. "Very good. For now I'd like you both to get naked and follow me. Make a bundle out of your clothes that you can easily carry in one hand." When they were ready he led them to the opposite grandstand.

"Are you searching for something specific?" Danielle asked.

"A female with kids," Harald answered. "Maybe a sub-leader type."

"How do we identify a sub-leader type?" Werner asked.

"I can, with the help of the CAP cards." This time, Harald didn't ignore the lowest tiers. He looked for a woman with the punch to hold her position in that crowd but who wasn't throwing her tits at every sponsor who passed by. He spotted one who matched that description. He pointed at her and signaled her to leave the crowd. Two other women and a man thought that was their opportunity too, but he quickly shooed them back in the row.

"Show me your CAP ID. What's your name?" Harald asked.

"I'm Annette Niedecker, age twenty-four. I have one daughter, age five. My boyfriend will go nuts when he hears about this extraction. He's a sponsor too and I'm part of his pre-pack, but he thought that the Confederacy is doing no more big extractions." In the meantime she had reached in her purse and handed Harald her CAP ID.

"Surprise, surprise. They did another big one. Now this is another surprise." Harald had checked her sub-scores. "Did you dominate your boyfriend or something? Your obedience is less than average, your willpower is high enough to command a company. Not very aggressive though, but high maternal instincts."

Annette sighed. "I definitely have my own head. I talked my boyfriend into building a pre-pack. I had the guts to not hang around with him in another restaurant but come here to the sports event. But a real sponsor should be able to order me around and trim me if I'm going too far. I have my benefits and my weaknesses. Tell me, do you look for a rabbit?"

Harald grinned. "I search for a rabbit leader."

"I think I can cope with that," Annette said.

"Do you have problems with sex of any kind?" Harald asked.

Annette smiled "I have not yet found anything that I won't do a second time."

"Well, I'd like you to go on your hands and knees and let Werner here fuck your face. Werner, would you please kneel down and do so?"

Werner and Annette got into position and did as Harald had asked. Werner was a little shy but Annette encouraged him. With Werner's six inches there was little chance that Annette would have problems swallowing his whole length. Harald knelt behind Annette and grabbed her hips. When his cock touched her slit he felt her wetness. With a slow but steady move he inserted his cock to the hilt. He only heard a muffed grunt from Annette. Harald forcefully pumped into Annette which caused her to bury her nose in Werner's pubic hair every time. "Do you feel comfortable with this type of activity?" Harald asked. Annette enthusiastically nodded, causing Werner to grunt. "What about you two?" Danielle nodded while Werner only managed to grunt again, then he sat back on his heels.

Annette looked back at Harald and gulped. "He shot his load," she said grinning.

"I'll save mine for now," Harald said and withdrew his cock. "Would you like to join my household?"

Annette turned around. "Definitely!" Then she swallowed Harald's cock and licked it clean.

Harald now had three concubines. A couple, a mother and their three children. That meant three more to go. A few meters away Harald saw Louis Renier, one of the favorites of the martial arts tournament, with two naked women following him. Suddenly Louis shouted out "Oh my god! Identical twins!" He turned to his concubines halfway and dismissed them with a short gesture. "Begone! This is too good to be true and I have only two slots for sluts." Then he focused his attention on the twins. The two concubines were obviously disappointed and walked away.

Harald looked at the twins too. Slender short Asian girls with black hair and almond-shaped brown eyes. One of them leaked the remains of a former test-drive. The girl wasn't looking too happy while the other tried to attract the full attention of Louis. Louis took the second girl's hand like a French nobleman and kissed her on the hand. "What's the name of you two cute girlies?"

"My name is Kim and my sister's name is Nim. We are third generation U.S. Americans.

"That's wonderful! You came all the way from America so I can rescue you. My name is Louis Renier, top favorite of this messed-up martial arts tournament." He fondled Kim's breasts while talking.

Harald didn't like Louis's behavior. He stepped in. "Excuse me Mr. Renier, Ladies, I'm also interested in you two. My name is Harald Muller."

Louis observed him from tip to toe. "You don't look like much old man. Go away, I've been here first."

Harald turned toward the girls. "I think that's your decision, and it's an important one. Do you want to follow Mr. Renier, at least as long as he doesn't see a prettier girl? You already saw how easily he dumps his concubines. Or would you like to listen to me first? I promise, once I ask you to be my concubine, I'll stand by my word and protect you as well as I can."

Louis reached for both girls now, one to his left and one to his right and pulled them towards him. "You won't listen to that old man, right?" Nim tried to free herself while Kim wasn't certain what to do.

"A split? That would ruin the thrill of identical twins! Give her to me or…"

"Or what Mr. Renier? Would you fight for them? I will fight for them if necessary." Harald took a fighting pose.

"You are serious? Fighting over two concubines? That's a bit too much hassle for just two concubines. Ladies, let's go." He turned around. "Ladies?"

"You just dumped your former selected ones," Harald reminded Louis pointing in the direction they had left.

"Lades! I didn't mean it! Wait for your master!" He followed them in a hurry.

Harald grinned. "He's not really that bad. He's only totally air-headed and I've never seen him with the same girl twice. So how should we do this? I think you, Nim, don't feel that pleasant with sperm leaking from your pussy. Werner, get a towel or two, please."

Nim bowed her head and knelt before Harald. Harald gently reached for her chin and forced her to stand again. "No need to kneel before me as long as you haven't done something really stupid."

"Thank you, sir," Nim said. "Do you want to test-drive us when I'm clean again? Kim and I will gladly do it, right Kim?" Kim nodded her affirmation. Werner returned with two clean towels and handed one to Nim. Nim thanked him with a smile.

Harald ordered the twins to face him. "Do you like sex?" he asked. They both nodded. "Have you tried out sex with women?" They blushed a little and nodded again. "Have you ever tried it with each other?" Now both their faces turned deep red and again they nodded. "Then why don't you hug each other and try to raise each other's arousal a little? Close your eyes if you find it hard to focus with all those spectators around." Kim and Nim hugged tight and started kissing. Nim closed her eyes while Kim kept hers open. After a while, Harald asked Danielle and Annette to join them. When Harald was sure that the twins were both very aroused he asked, "May I join?" Nim reached for him blindly and dragged him close. He caressed their bodies with his experienced hands. When he finally reached for their slits from behind they both orgasmed at the same time. He felt their juices wetting his fingers. "That's enough of a test drive for me. I'm satisfied with the results. How do you feel?" The twins both kissed him on his cheeks, Kim on his left and Nim on his right. Or was it vice versa?

"They obviously liked it," Annette noted.

"Now let's check your CAP cards. If I don't find any serious surprises, you are in. That is if you would like to join my household." The twins kissed him again on his cheeks and handed him their cards.

"Looks all fine to me. You are nineteen?"

Kim and Nim nodded.

"Now tell me, we are in the area for concubines with children. Where do you hide your kids?" Harald asked.

Kim and Nim looked at each other. Kim took the question. "We don't have children, but we have authenticated documents that allow us to take our two youngest brothers and three sisters with us if we get extracted. Their ages are twelve, ten, nine and six two times."

"Another pair of twins?"

"No, ten months in between."

Harald looked at Annette with a wink. "Commander Annette, any problems with five more?"

"Just push them all my way. I will take care of them," Annette answered.

"OK, we have to check this arrangement with one of the Marines but I'm fine with it." Harald walked to one of the Marines, now with five concubines following him. He ordered the twins to hand the documents to the Marine who checked them and seemed to have a quiet conversation of some kind. The Marine confirmed to them that the Confederacy was okay with that arrangement.

Harald thought that eight children were enough for the moment and so he turned his attention to the grandstand where the single females were. This was the area with the most activities but also with the most disappointed concubines to be. There had been several sponsors who went here first to fuck one or two young girls and then left to get a mother or a couple first. Suddenly he spotted a familiar face in one of the upper tiers. He quickly went up the stairs. The young girl was sitting in a seat with wearing nothing more than a huge jacket. She was weeping in a bloody tissue. "Patricia? Is that you?"

The girl looked up. "Sensei!" Then she clung to his neck, hugging him tight, crying loudly.

"Now why are you crying?" Harald asked politely.

"I've lost my cherry down there. A sponsor was all excited when he found out that I was still virgin. He convinced me to let him fuck me but when he was finished he laughed and left me alone. Then another one walked up and asked if I wanted to be his concubine. I felt all sore and he wasn't satisfied. So he walked away too."

"Oh my, that's a bad experience. Now you don't want to leave Earth under these conditions anymore?" Harald asked.

Patricia looked at Harald and then noticed the naked people waiting behind him. "You remember I had a crush on you when I was in your class? I was twelve and a terrible martial arts fighter. When my parents found out they canceled the course. They hadn't liked the idea of me doing karate anyway. I broke too many things when exercising at home. I'm still a terrible martial arts fighter and I still have a crush on you. I won't leave with anybody except you under one condition." Harald raised an eyebrow. "Don't call me Patricia. I like to be called Trish. You know that!" she said.

"Okay then, with you I'm complete. You'll be surprised how big your new family is."

"I noticed. Four concubines plus a couple, right?"

"Plus eight children," Harald grinned. "And I will tell them all of your weakness." He tickled Trish and she squealed but didn't let go of Harald.

"Oh my god, I'm doomed," Trish laughed.

When Harald turned to leave towards a Marine, a big man asked from behind, "Sorry sir, can I have my jacket back?"

On board the Kilo Class colony ship Melbourne a medical assistant was helping police officer Joseph Lang to leave the med tube and handed him a freshly replicated set of clothes. "Welcome back, Mr. Lang. Do you remember that you were shot?"

Officer Lang carefully checked his body. "You can be damn sure about that. I was shot from behind and lay there for minutes. I couldn't feel my legs and I saw the growing pool of blood below me. My last thought before I passed out was something like 'damn, now I can't kick a single Sa'arms ass'. This is not a hospital. Is this a Confederacy facility?"

"You are right," the medical assistant said. "You are on board the colony ship Melbourne. A Marine task force group picked you none too soon. One minute more and not even the Darjee technology could have rescued you. You have been in the tube for five hours. There were four less serious cases of injured police officers. They are waiting behind that door. They refused to leave without you."

"Is five hours in the tube a long time?"

"Yes, it is. Restoring a destroyed spine takes time."

Officer Lang got dressed. "I miss my service weapon."

"Sorry sir, the Marines didn't bring a weapon. If they picked it, they have sent it to the police station already."

"Hmmm. Looks like I'm ready to be sent back. Thank you very much for saving my life. If you could tell those Marines too..."

"I'll tell them," the medical assistant said. Officer Lang left the med bay, using the door the assistant had pointed out. His colleagues greeted him with joy. Then they were led to a transporter room by a Marine.

"We'll send you to the Max Schmeling Hall where the extraction is still going on," The Marine informed them. "They'll ask you if you would like to join as male concubines. But to be honest, there are over three-thousand males down there who can't find a sponsor. The shooting outside the building has died down. We have taken down over two-hundred armed people. Heaviest weapon was a Misagh3 rocket launcher. Those who seemed to be only defending their lives were handed over to the German police. The others will be sentenced by our judges." The policemen nodded.

The extraction was almost over when the policemen arrived. Only fifty sponsors were still searching for concubines. L'ielit stressed to them that the current shape was of no interest since, with Darjee technology, they could easily be changed into supermodels.

Lieutenant Timmero greeted the newcomers at the transporter pad. "Hello, nice to see you all healthy again. Anybody interested in joining the male concubines? I'm sorry to say that your chances are minimal to get a sponsor."

All the policemen shook their heads. Officer Lang said, "We are all members of the newly built German Homeland Defense Reserve. To be honest, if I saw a good chance I'd leave Earth. But here? No thanks. Instead of that I'd like to speak to those who were left behind when you are gone. Maybe we can recruit several of them for the GHDR."

Lieutenant Timmero nodded. "Do you need anything? Flyers? Calling cards?"

The policemen looked at each other and then they searched their pockets. One of them produced a GHDR invitation card from his wallet. "Can you copy this one?"

They walked to one of the abandoned snack bars and Lieutenant Timmero fed the card into a food replicator for a scan. Then he ordered the machine to produce five-thousand copies. "This will take a few minutes. If the replicator runs out of resources or significantly slows down, just feed the recycler with a stack of napkins. Good luck gentlemen."

L'ielit had returned to the Kilo class colony ship Melbourne as one of the last ones out. She had supervised the drop of the interdiction field from another building's roof and had made sure that the people who they had to leave behind weren't ambushed or anything similar. The two companies of Marines had returned to their Tawara class assault ship Pine Creek.

The Extraction had lasted for eight hours. Since the Marines had also prepared the event's location, a lot of them had been on duty for thirteen hours or more. L'ielit had sent them for a nap. The nightshift had taken over to watch over the nearly thousand extracted sponsors and execute the last dependant pick-ups. The nightshift personnel were mainly concubines. L'ielit went to bed too, to get some sleep.

At 3:27 AM the AI woke L'ielit. <You have a call from the officer in charge.>

"Sorry sir, for waking you but you gave strict orders..."

"Yeah, right. What's the matter?" L'ielit asked.

"We have an EF incident. A dependant pick-up team walked into a location that had been prepared with a heavy bomb. We lost Private Jason Smith, the concubines Pamela Lynn and Edward Kowalsky, probably three dependants and an unknown number of uninvolved citizens. The AI detected a radio signal from a nearby parked minivan that most probably triggered the explosion. Drones are now following the car."

"Call for help from the Pine Creek. We need to check for survivors and a team for taking down the van's passengers." L'ielit ordered.

"Already on the way. We have drones scanning for survivors and three teams will be ready within five minutes. I also delayed the dependant pick-ups until we have military drones for scanning. Our light drones didn't show any signs of trouble."

L'ielit was already halfway dressed again. "Well done Officer. I'm on my way to the bridge."

When she arrived on the bridge, Lieutenant Peggy Waters was giving final orders for the investigation team. "Flood the area with stinger rays, then get into the building. Make sure you don't walk into a booby trap down there." Lieutenant Waters turned around to L'ielit. "The van has reached a depot. Scans indicate that there are seven possible EF activists and sixteen people that are penned up in two rooms in the basement. Possibly prisoners. We have scanned the bombed house and identified our casualties, two of the three missing dependants and eight uninvolved citizens. There are no signs of survivors. The whole building has collapsed. More drones are on their way to support the other pick-up teams."

L'ielit and the small bridge crew of the nightshift waited for incoming information. Five minutes later the AI informed them, <The Marine team has secured the depot. The depot is a bomber's workshop. Ten of the people in the basement turned out to be dependants. All female children between the age of ten and thirteen. The others are young adults, also females. I calculate a seventy percent chance for babysitters. They are currently all stunned.>

"Very good," L'ielit said. "Get them all on board the Pine Creek I want the dependants sorted out until 6:00 AM. Get their parents and the sponsors of their parents if necessary from the Melbourne. The children's health is our main interest. If the other six are really not involved in EF ask them if they want to return to Earth. Otherwise transport them to the Melbourne. Try to get names from the proven EF people. After that, throw them out of a hatch. I don't want their remains to pollute our recycling system."

Ten minutes later, scanner drones detected another prepared dependant pickup location. The Marines managed to get the EF bomber and to disarm the bombs. When the night was over they had found five prepared locations altogether. They had lost eight more dependants. EF had slit the male children's throats and kidnapped the females for child abuse. But the Marines got them all.

Two days later, the Kilo Class colony ship Melbourne left Earth orbit for the long trip back to its home, Vandergast. It had been the maiden trip for the ship. It had been a complete success, as had been the extraction in Berlin.