The sports field.

"We will harvest the sports field first." Labia decided studying the map displayed on the shuttle display. "It shows the largest number of Earther heat signatures and is close to the perimeter of the complex. With luck will can fill most of the **** rack from that one location."

"They are less likely to be armed if engaging in a sports activity." Polydora observed. "It should be an easy start to the mission."

The Amazon slavers moved out from the shuttle towards the sports field, one of the recuits slicing a gap in the perimeter fence with a small handheld lazcutter. Approaching stealthily the slaver crew crept forward to observe the target. About twenty four Earthers were standing in two groups wearing shorts and sports vests with a smaller group of four instructors giving orders or instruction.

"I see no need to be subtle." Labia commented. "None appear armed. We will approach in extended line for a wide angle of stunner fire. Those with longer range stunrifles ensure that none escape to raise the alarm."

The small party rose and spread out as they neared the Earthers. A couple of heads turned in the Amazons direction, but the group did not seem panicked by the slavers approach. The group of instructors began to move to intercept them.

"Are you guys lost or something?" An older male Earther called out as the two groups closed. "You should not be training with weapons this close to the perimeter."

"What are those weapons anyway, I don't recognise them?" Another instructor asked, frowning and puzzled. "And what is with the fetish suits. Identify yourselves."

In response Labia raised her hand stunner and shot the first two instructors at close range. Polydora opened fire a moment later dropping the remaining instructors. Blue fizzing energy crackled over the Earthers bodies as the cried out in surprise and they spasmed before slumping to the ground. The larger group reacted chaotically, some attempting to run, some to assist the instructors and a few brave souls charging towards the slavers. Now Myrine and the recruits opened fire with their stunrifles, targetting those fleeing first to prevent any escapees. The officers used their hand stunners on the closer targets. Several seconds of rapid fire was all it took with no cover on the sports field to protect the Earthers. Twenty eight **** FBI recruits and trainers lay on the floor ****.

"Look lively. Check the female Earthers and strip and restrain those that are prime girlflesh. The Amazons moved with practiced efficiency to secure their slaves. On finding an Earthgirl worthy of slaving they sliced off the clothing with small knives to leave them naked. Twelve of the group were considered prime **** material and soon lay nude on the ground. Each Amazon carried two sets of transport restraints and they set to work securing their prizes.

The transport restraint was a single thick black leather sleeve that fitted over both arms and then tightened, binding them together behind the ****'s back. A broad strap and collar wrapped around the upper chest and neck locked in place at the front to prevent the sleeve being pulled off. Finally sturdy leather cuffs were fitted to the ankles and the legs bent back to lock them to the bottom end of the sleeve, leaving the **** immobilised and hogcuffed.

"Curious, the nipples of these slaves are all erect." One of the recruits commented as she stripped her second target.

"An effect of the stun charge." Polydora told her. "It fires every nerve in the body including those in the nipples. Check their quims, the nerves in their clits and pussies will be excited by the stun charge too."

"Yeah, this one's dribbling slavejuice." The recruit said excitedly. "Those earther undergarments were damp."

"They usually orgasm when the charge hits them." Myrine told the younger Amazon. "You can tell how responsive they are to stimulation. Find on with panties that are soaking wet and you can bet she's a squirter."