I have Sue Lyndon visiting today, talking about her new book Commander's Slave. She leaves us hanging in her excerpt, guess you'll all just have to buy her book :)
I might sound a little crazy when I say this, but I truly hope that the human race makes contact with an intelligent alien species within my lifetime. Seriously, I’d die with a grin on my face if something so awesome happened while I was around to witness it. Imagine it unfolding in the news. Imagine huddling around the television and staring at the screen in wonder, knowing that you were watching one of the greatest, most important events in history happen before your eyes.
In my new science fiction erotic romance, Commander’s Slave, the year is 2070 and Earth has been in contact with dozens of aliens species for the last fifty years. One of those alien species, the Kall, have just conquered Earth and decreed in a “peace treaty” that a series of arranged marriages must take place between humans and Kall. In Commander’s Slave, First Daughter Betsy Carson runs off in hopes of escaping such an arranged marriage, and as a result she’s charged with crimes she didn’t commit and sold as a slave on the Kall homeworld.
The day of the auction had arrived.
The midday sun beat down on Betsy’s arms and breasts. Dizzy and drenched in sweat, she licked her dry lips and pressed a manacled hand to her empty stomach, too hungry and hot to care anymore about her nakedness. The weight of the iron bands dug into her wrists. Her head dropped and she swayed, but she was jostled into wakefulness as the line of condemned slaves ahead of her moved forward, all of them naked with their wrists bound. Tracking devices had been implanted in all the humans as they exited the Merrina, vanquishing her dreams of escape. She was the last in line and had stood in the sweltering heat for hours in the middle of the alien town. Her ears rang with the shouts of the crowd, the huge Kall men waving bags filled with rattling coins.
For a race so technologically advanced, they were quite primitive. Even on the battlefield, they preferred primitive methods. They used their technology to disable all human weapons—from guns to ground weapons to air defense—and then swooped down in their ships with swords drawn and axes swinging. She recalled a video she’d seen on the Internet from the first few minutes of their invasion, with American soldiers attempting to shoot at an advancing army of Kall only to discover their artillery wouldn’t fire. The Kall then hacked them to pieces with their primitive yet deadly weapons. It wasn’t long before world leaders, including her father, began discussing a surrender.
The line moved again and she stepped forward, staring at the back of the human man in front of her. About a dozen people remained ahead of her, waiting to be auctioned off to the highest bidder. She dared a glance at the crowd and shuddered when a large Kall with long black hair made a crude face at her, wagging his tongue in what could only be considered a sexual advance. Her eyes widened when he held up a money bag and pointed at her.
Ice filled her veins as she stared at the awful man. She shook her head, trying to recover from her shock, trying not to feel disgust as his gaze moved over her naked flesh. She shot him a hateful look before returning her attention to the line.
A woman with long brown hair tangled in knots stepped up on the auction block, and the auctioneer danced and hollered on the podium as the bidding commenced. Two distinctive voices rose from the crowd, two Kall men caught in a bidding war that lasted several minutes. Betsy shut her eyes as another wave of nausea swept over her, and she held her breath and prayed she didn’t become ill. She’d need her strength.
The next four auctions passed quickly, all men. Her stomach lurched when the man in front of her wobbled up to the block, his hands shaking as he climbed the stone steps. Sweat trickled down his bony, bent back. The auctioneer pointed to the sickly man as foreign words tumbled from his mouth, until finally the crowd offered a handful of bids. The auction lasted less than a minute.
She watched wide-eyed as the crowd parted and the winning bidder appeared to grab his slave by the arm, leading him off to his new life.
She was next.
Only the fiercest alien warrior can tame her human heart…
After the destruction of the peace treaty between Earth and the invading Kall, First Daughter of the United States Betsy Carson is convicted for crimes she did not commit in an act of political revenge. Sentenced to a lifetime of slavery on the Kall homeworld, she expects the rest of her days to be a constant struggle for survival, and when she finds herself naked on the auction block, staring into the eyes of a disgusting Kall who’s made the opening bid, she prays for anything but the misery and despair of being his. Fortunately, he’s outbid by a gentle, older man, who brings her to his mountain home as a gift for his brother, a fierce Kall warrior who loathes humans and blames them for the deaths of his wife and sons in the war with Earth. Her hopes to be left alone by her new master are dashed when he orders her to sleep in his bed, and she soon discovers disobedience will earn her a firm, bare-bottom spanking from the strong warrior.
Commander Edek enjoys disciplining the spirited Betsy, who grows more eager to submit to his dominance and obey his demands. And he finds owning a petite human slave has other benefits as well. Her silken red hair, sparkling blue eyes, and soft curves entice him to forget the past, and her sweet presence calms the storm of grief raging in his heart. But his new world is shattered when he arrives home one day to find her missing, and Edek’s skills as a Kall warrior are put to the ultimate test…
Author info: Sue Lyndon is a multi-published author of erotic BDSM romance and spanking romances. She enjoys a good book in any genre, loves Star Trek and Battlestar Galactica, and runs on coffee and chocolate. Learn more about Sue and her books at www.suelyndon.com