Trip To Mars (Part II)

Ever have one of those nights when you have slept forever but you feel even more tired. That was how Jennifer felt. It seemed like she had slept for days, but she was exhausted. And she was bound and gagged.

Now if anyone is wondering how this happened, you may want to check out Part One. If you're the type that just likes stories that start with a bound and gagged damsel, then just keep reading.

Anyway, Jennifer appeared to be in a tanning bed securely tied with cables and duct tape. She remembered that awful dream where she was interviewing some astronauts for her school newspaper. They kidnapped her and threw her into the cryogenic chamber so she would make the trip to Mars with them. But that had to be a dream right?

The lid of the chamber opened and there were the creeps that kidnapped her standing about her. "Oh cool!" one said. "Our sex slave is awake. Heh! Heh!"

Jennifer screamed through her gag. She might have been tied up and at their mercy but no one was going to call her that and she wasn't going to put up with any of that either. She squirmed and managed to raise both her legs kicking him in the face with her high heeled shoes.

"Owwww!" the engineer screamed. The other two laughed.  "A tied up damsel too much for you, huh?" the captain asked.

"Shut up!" the engineer whined. He backed up though afraid of getting hurt. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!"

The captain and the engineer reached into the chamber, one grabbing Jennifer's feet and the other behind lifting her behind her shoulders and carried Jennifer out of the chamber.

They sat Jennifer down on a chair. "I like my women feisty but not too feisty." the captain said pointing his finger right in Jennifer's face. "You try that with me and things will get really unpleasant for you. Understand?"

Like they were just great now, Jennifer grumbled to herself. She didn't want to anger her captors so she just nodded.

"Good girl." he said. "Your job from now on is to do whatever the three of us ask you to."

"Yeah, anything," the engineer laughed.

"Do you understand?" the captain asked.

Jennifer nodded her head yes. None of them noticed her eyes moving around the ship while nodding looking for something she could eventually use as a weapon against these idiots.

"Oh, I forgot to mention since we've been too busy with our pretty little captive," the pilot announced. "I've made a perfect landing. We're on Mars."

"You forgot to mention that?" the captain asked.

"Um, well I figured that you would have figured that out when the ship stopped moving," the pilot said. "Besides you promised me I'd get to see the babe when we landed."

Jennifer sighed. Had she been kidnapped by ten-year olds? She could not believe they were really on Mars. That idea was crazy enough, but the idea that these three idiots would be able to get them there was even crazier.

"Alright, let's check out our new home," the captain ordered. "You too, sweetie."

Jennifer struggled to stand up being tightly bound. That wasn't too bad, but walking was impossible. Her legs and ankles were tied tightly together with cables and duct tape. She had to hop, and on top of that, she was wearing high heels. Jennifer was afraid she would fall and injure herself.

"Untttphh mpphhhh!" she shouted through her gag.

"What did you say? Was that mmmmmmphhh?" the captain mocked her. He kissed Jennifer's gagged lips. "Untie her. She's not going anywhere, anyway."

The engineer volunteered. "Do I get to feel her up while I do it? Heh! Heh!"

The captain nodded yes, but Jennifer glared at him as if to say that he better not unless he wanted a repeat of the kick to his jaw. He did take his sweet time untying her while the other two stood there gaping.

"Ow!" Jennifer cried as he finally ripped off her gag. Jennifer's arms and legs were red with rope burns but at least she was free. She figured she would walk out of the spaceship with these clowns and make a run for it when she got a chance. For now, she would play along with their delusion they were on Mars.

"Don't we need spacesuits if we're on Mars?" she asked.

"You're soon going to be wearing nothing at all," the engineer laughed. Jennifer gave him the evil eye and he shut up very quickly.

"No, it's a perfect 72 degrees and sunny here on the red planet," the pilot answered.

The door to the ship opened and Jennifer got ready to run but the sight before her put a stop to that idea. There was red sand as far as the eye could see and up in the night sky was Earth! This was impossible.

"We're really on Mars?" she asked even though the question was pretty much rhetorical.

"I thought you couldn't breathe on Mars and it never got close to zero degrees," Jennifer asked.

"Never heard of that," the captain said.

"Me neither," said the engineer. "And we're all rocket scientists. We should know"

Jennifer was enthralled by the idea of being on another planet but the 'geniuses' were already bored and wanted to move onto other things.

"So who gets to boink the babe first?" the engineer asked.

'Boink?' Jennifer thought to herself. Who even says things like that? She didn't know whether to be terrified or just in awe of how pathetic these clowns were.

"I get first boinking rights!  I'm the captain!"

"Why do we even need a captain?" the pilot asked. "You don't do anything except tell us to do stuff we were going to do anyway."

"Okay. Okay," the captain relented. "Paper Scissors Rock. Whoever wins gets her first."

Jennifer gasped in horror. They were just talking about her like she wasn't even there. She was so getting out of here.

"Okay. 1-2-3,." the captain announced as he started the Paper-Scissors-Rock game.  "Oh hell! We all got scissors. Let's try again. 1-2-3. Oh no! Scissors again!"

Jennifer backed away slowly. Better to take her chances on this foreign world than let these creeps touch her. Thankfully they seemed too distracted to notice and she could make her escape.

"We all keep getting scissors again!  And again! We'll never get laid!"

"Isn't that the truth," Jennifer whispered to herself. The sand was hard to walk on especially in her heels but she was too afraid to take the time to stop and take them off. She saw a rock formation about a hundred yards away. She had a feeling if she could hide behind that, these rocket scientists wouldn't be able to figure out where she was. It would give her a chance to take stock of the situation and make her next move.

Her plan would have worked except for the fact that, as everyone knows, there is life on Mars. In an instant the humans were surrounded by an army of red twenty-foot tall biped creatures. They had hundreds of tiny eyes on the top of their heads and large pincers for mouths. Each had eight spider-like arms and none of them seemed friendly.

"Eeeeeeeeeek!" Jennifer screamed.

The men were not much braver. "On no! It's the Spiders From Mars!" the captain shouted. The three astronauts then eeeeek'ed in unison.

"We want the girl," the leader of the spider army (who was named Bob, by the way) announced.

The three astronauts breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, fine then. She's yours."

"What!" Jennifer cried. "I know you guys are pathetic, but you're not even going to attempt to protect me?"

The three just nodded their heads no. The Knights of the Round Table they were not.

Jennifer turned to flee, but didn't get too far in the sandy surface running in her heels. Like a b-movie damsel in distress, fell to the ground looking up at the creatures chasing her.

Bob grabbed the helpless girl's legs lifted her up so he was staring directly at her. Jennifer had a huge fear of both heights and spiders so the poor girl was understandably terrified.

"She's gorgeous. She will do nicely!" Bob announced.

"Noooooooo!" the helpless dangling damsel cried. Jennifer looked down at the astronauts. "Help me!" she screamed. The three just all nodded their heads no. They were really good at kidnapping helpless girls. Fighting alien creatures; not so much.

As he held Jennifer up, Bob pulled her arms behind her back with another of his many hands. He shot out a stream of webbing from his pincers around her wrists then spun a single tight string of web around her waist and hands.

"No! Please!" Jennifer cried. Her hands were now securely bound behind her back, As if she wasn't helpless enough in this creature's grip.

Bob then spun the dangling damsel around while spinning webbing around her legs and moving quickly up her body until poor Jennifer was completely enveloped.The webbing clung tightly to Jennifer outlining her figure while keeping her nearly completely immobile and mummified in webbing.

"Whoa! That's hot!" the engineer said. Jennifer swore once she was free, she would punch him in the face.

"Take the girl to the Spider-King to be his bride!" Bob announced.

"Mmmphhh!" Jennifer protested. She twisted and squirmed to no avail. She felt herself being lifted up over Bob's shoulder and carried. She screamed but the webbing muffled her cries.

"Hey! They're taking our babe!" the engineer protested.

"Shhhh!" the captain ordered. The spiders were just about to leave with their captive when they turned around and remembered there were still three earthlings left.

"What shall we do with the males, oh great Warlord, Bob?" one of the spiders asked.

"Web them up and leave them out as food for whatever passes by," Bob ordered. "We've got a bride to deliver. Let's go!"



THREE HOURS LATER

PILOT: No matter how much I struggle, I can't get free of these webs. Those Spiders from Mars can obviously do whatever a spider can.

ENGINEER: My nose itches.

CAPTAIN: Shut up!

ENGINEER: I gotta pee.

CAPTAIN: Shut up!

ENGINEER: Um, I think I hear something out there.

CAPTAIN: Shut up!

JENNIFER (ME): Yes, shut up! I think we are losing focus in the story. I'm the one all mummified in icky spider webs kidnapped to be the bride of some spider king. Do you think we can maybe concentrate on rescuing me? Please!

TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER THREE

JENNIFER (ME): Sigh. I better get writing then. How do I keep getting myself in these situations?