ALICE DREAMED

BY CHRISTOPHER TOILKIEN

[ part 2 ]

Terrisa withdrew a clear plastic covered patch from a pocket and peeling one side off slapped it between the sholder blades of the agittated, spread eagled face down,Alice. Tasha noticed she carefully avoided touching the patch herself.

Alice let out a low moan and her body went limp, and dreamed of things that were.

"On your knees slave" He ordered and a swat from the ever-present riding crop emphasized his command.

Head and wrist's thrust through the too small holes of a heavy pillory board. Chains from the ends leading to ankle chains further interconnected with a short hobble. Nothing greater than a twelve inch step was possible. The ever-present shock diodes held in place by a thong of chains. When infrequently allowed upright, chains leading from nipple rings were used to drag her along.

The current challenge was to bring off a dozen males in less than one hour, or she would be "lent" to Bracus for an "Introduction Day". He used hundreds of female slaves working in a huge open pit mine to break rock into gravel for road construction. Her master wanted to extend his road network and she was the price. One day per mile of road base gravel. And her master had a ten-mile stretch in mind.

She tried very hard, but Bracus had just raped his third bound female of the day and there just was no more cum in the overweight male's scrotum for Alice to swallow.

Just before the sadistic Bracus led her off, Master rubbed a little pre-cum on her lips. Enough to keep her functional for twenty-four hours, but she would be in agony from withdrawal when brought back.

"Have a nice day in the sun, slave" He called after her. A pair of pre-teen oriental twins lay hog-tied at his feet, eager to earn a place in his relatively benign household.

Alice was led away into the dark from her master's expedition field camp. Bracus was just on foot and led Alice along by her nipple chains. He stopped on the far side of a low hill, stripped off her stock and seemed to be waiting for someone or something.

Them out of the darkness above a flat black no-reflective vehicle descended. Alice heard no sound or means of propulsion. It's top unfolded like a flowers petals and he led her upwards to the single seat at it's nadir. He sat, pulling her close, and said. "Home"

It folded up around them and rose silently into the night. It appeared translucent from the inside as Alice shrunk back against the command chair. As they traveled at a great speed, he stroked her hair.

"Your master has achieved great stature among us with his ability to bring a real human female here" "We have agreed not to clone you directly, but your genetic matrix will be added to the pool" He told her. "That is why you were not stunned into unconsciousness before we entered the transport"

A gaping hole in the earth appeared below them and the transport descended inside a castle like walled compound clinging to the rim. It unfolded in the cobblestone courtyard and he stood up leading her out of the unfolding walls. Out of the corner of her eye. Alice saw it fold back up and shoot t straight back up into the darkness.

From all around the low grumble of iron striking stone beat at her and a thin layer of fine dust covered everything. "The soothing sound of thousands of slaves at work" He said to no one in particular as they walked away, holding Alice's nipple chain lead.

As he led her across the empty courtyard to the huge square keep at its center, he told her.

"I am not sure if you will be a water carrier, a rock carrier, a grind stone capstan or wheel walk girl" He said as Alice.

As they approached Alice saw two hooded young females were literally nailed through their wrists and ankles spread eagle to each leaf of the entrance doors. The doors opened, seemingly by themselves and he led her down a long bare stone corridor and up the cold stone stairs at the far end.

At the top was a wide balcony with tall arched windows looking out into the night. A single throne like padded chair was the only adornment. He dragged her to the edge of the stone railing in front of it and shoved her head over the edge.

Looking down hundreds of feet Alice saw a miles wide hole crawling with movement and things moving all over it. Two roads wound intertwined around the gradual sloping walls. On one wagons moved up. And on the other wagons moved down.

`Three thousand slave females working full eight hour shifts twenty four hours a day every single day" He told her. "A master who tires off or wants to teach a slave how benevolent his household really is" "Sends his slaves here".

He then dragged her inside through the single door in the tower wall behind the chair.

This was obviously the center of his world as it contained just about every torture device Alice had ever heard of. But none of them were presently occupied. Alice balked as he led her to the large double capstan rack at the center of the room.

"Surely you have been fucked on the rack slave?" He demanded.

"Many times master" she reluctantly replied.

But he led her past them all to the single door in the far wall. He opened it to reveal a small square room with no floor. Stepping out into nothing, he had to drag a reluctant Alice behind him onto were he stood on air. "Stupid Slave, do you think our higher technology needs material things to move objects around?' He slapped Alice twice sending her to the solid nothingness at his feet.

"Down, Mine Floor Level" he said, and the invisible elevator swiftly lowered them down. "Our technology is coded to our biology so it will not work for a human or cloned reproduction, in case you were thinking of using any of it slave'

At another doorway he dragged poor Alice down a long bare dust covered tunnel and out into the flaring lights of hundreds of oil lamps.

On both sides nude chained females drove iron wedges into the rock face with sledgehammers until it cracked and broke off. Other chained females shoveled it into whicker baskets that were hoisted on to the heads of more chained females.

Alice was led along a gravel strewn path to were elevated metal platforms with grated floors covered two football sized areas. The baskets were dumped in front of muscular chained females who constantly swung heavy sledgehammers breaking the rocks until it fell through the thick grating. Below more females constantly shoveled the gravel into baskets that were carried off.

From there long lines of females, all carrying baskets of coarse gravel on their heads, wound there way through more females breaking rock to metal stairs leading to the hopper tops of six huge metal bell like devices. At each base over a hundred females were chained to capstans like galley slaves shoving the bases of the machinery around and around. They were obviously using their backs to drive grinding stones inside the machines.

From below each, females filled coarse cloth bags with the fine gravel and loaded them into heavy transport wagons. As Alice had already seen twenty females were harnessed to each wagon as draft animals. As each was filled, it was drawn away and another took it's place. Constant lines of heavy wagons were moving up one road, and down another.

Everything was covered with a fine dust and every eye diverted to its task. Not one looked up or indicated they were even aware of the two passing by.

Alice was led over to the center of the huge excavation were four giant wooden solid ended Ferris wheels rotated. "I think a little walking would not do you any harm slave" Bracus smugly indicated the females crowded inside the endlessly rotating huge wheels. What was probably some sort of huge pump were attached to the center shafts on one side.

Then, for the first time Alice saw one of the female overseers who kept his gravel pit on schedule. Still almost nude, except for a brief loincloth. Still shackled, but only at the neck. But the long black bullwhip in her left hand, indicating for all her slave overseer position.

"Add this to the pump crew for the rest of the shift and then a watering girl after the rest period. On the fourth cycle send her back up to the castle." He informed the crouching female at his feet. He then wandered away in the direction he had arrived from.

"Move" was all the overseer said as she brought the whip up and wrapped it around Alice's hips. Alice's scream went un-notices as she fled to the indicated rotating wheel. "Wait for a spoke to pass and step aboard. If you muck it up you will either be crushed by the next spoke or cause the propelling team to stumble. The first will earn you a trip to the incinerator and the second a very painful session chained to it ` She threatened. But Alice successfully stepped aboard and mixing in with the crew, and walked the gradual wooden slope of the water pump driver.

After what seemed an endless {and it really was } time Alice felt her wheel start to vibrate. The shaking gradually became worse and worse and a loud grinding sound were added. Overseers appeared in the side of Alice's vision, but appeared to have no idea as to the source.

Suddenly Alice's huge wheel started to bump as it touched the ground on the far side. Then all the propelling slaves were knocked off their feet as it began toppling over. Alice joined the slaves who ran out of the wheel, having to jump down at it keeled over. With a crash it fell against the next wheel sending it into a third. In a matter of minutes three of the four wheels were a mass of splintered wood. Overseers began herding the running slaves in away from the disaster.

As Alice looked back, she could see water rising from the broken pipes. "Seems that "Alice Adventures" happen here too" she thought.

More and more females were forced to abandon their work as the water rose higher and higher. By the time dawn broke, the hole was a third full and the rim lined with groups of females, each under an overseer.

An overseer shook a half-asleep Alice awake. "The Master is looking for you" She told her. "Get back to the castle right away" Alice's stomach was rumbling, but the ache in her loins told her that was the least of her worries.

It dawned on Alice that everyone expected her to instantly obey the summons and that doing anything but would not occur to the rest of the slaves. Alice walked over to the edge and saw the females on the far side were being collected into groups and being led away. "Probably while their technology repairs the situation," Alice thought. She was about a quarter of the way around the hole from the castle and she was tired.

The sun had risen high and Alice's agony spread to her lower abdomen by the time her footsore body reached the outer wall of the castle. At the top of a ramp the doors swung open as she approached. The same thing happened when she neared the keep's doors. New females were nailed to the doors.

Alice entered and followed the sound of Bracus's voice as he yelled at someone'

"What do you mean by "Greasing the bearings?" It is not my job to maintain the technology, no matter how primitive it is. Your lot are the tech type. That is your role in our society." He was arguing with the head and shoulders view of a man suspended in the air before him. The rest of the room appeared bare, but some device must be projecting the image.

"Well I have ordered the slaves moved a few miles away out of site of the hole. And you had better get some of your machinery over here and drain the mine before in completely floods" He went on. "I have my quota to fill and the council will be advised of the reason I will not be able to meet it"

Turning around as the image dissolved he saw Alice "How did you get in here?' Bracus asked her.

"The doors just opened for me" She sheepishly replied.

"The system probably thought you were my new sex slave and put you on the access list when we arrived last night. I have no time to play with you now and cannot fulfil my deal with your master anyway. Go stand outside in the hall until I have time to return you in about four hours."

He then pushed her outside and walked out of the keep were one of the transport flowers stood. It enveloped him and took off straight up.

Alice's face took on a blank expression as she walked back into the empty room.

"Access Data Base" A voice identical to Bracus's ordered and a screen appeared in front of her. "Flight, single transport device. Transportation specs" She ordered and schematics began to flow across the screen. Her eyes blinked in sequence with the rapidly flickering drawings and time appeared to stand still. "Anti-grav specs" and another series flickered into life.

About four hours later Bracus returned to find the borrowed sex slave curled up into a fetal ball outside the door of the communications room. "What is wrong?' he inquired. But Alice's body was too completely overcome with agony from the need to digest some of her master's sead.

"If I have damaged you through neglect the council will have my head" He swore, lifting her up and carrying her outside. A transport descended and he boarded, carrying Alice in his arms.

Alice moaned and rolled over. The phone incesantly demanding attentiion. She haulled her aching body out of the great bed and wrenched the amour door open, grabbing the phone.

"Breakfast in twenty muinites" the cook said.

"Were did everybody go?" She woundered looking around the spotless empty room. "They at least, seemed to be having some fun last night"