The shuttle is half full.

Working with practiced efficiency the Amazon pirates soon had the selected slaves hogcuffed in a row. When the Earthers woke from their stunner induced slumber they would find themselves trussed like meat for transport. The final tasks before moving the newly enslaved Earthers to the transport shuttle was to gag and plug each of them. With the girlflesh **** it was easy work to pop a hard rubber ball fitted with straps in each of their mouths and secure them. Lastly each **** was fitted with a plug in their anus.

"I understand the gag, don't want the goods shouting for help when they wake." One of the recruits mused aloud. "But why plug their bottoms?"

"They might be hanging a while on the racks." Myrine chuckled. "Who do you think has to clean the shuttle if they need to shit?"

Each Amazon hefted a pair of Earthslaves onto their shoulders. The strength of the slavers was obvious with the capacity to each carry a pair of the smaller Earthers in addition to their own kit and weapons. The landing party made their way back to the shuttle. Eah of the slaves was hoisted upright and clipped onto one of the **** racks by rings set in the shoulders of their **** harnesses to hang like slabs of meat. Suspending them in this manner meant the hogcuffed slaves would be able to do nothing but hang from the rack wriggling and moaning once they awoke.

Moving back into the FBI compound the Amazons sought a fresh target to fill the shuttle completely. Now there was more urgency, it was unclear how long it might be before the first group they had stunned might be missed. At Labia's command the small team doubled towards the shooting range, where around fifteen Earther lifeforms had registered on the scanner. The party of Earthers receiving weapon training could soon be seen and heard, firing handguns at paper targets.

"Now would be an excellent opportunity to show the recruits the ineefectiveness of the Earther firearms against our nanoarmour." Polydora suggested to the Captain. "It will be amusing as well as a valuable lesson."

"Hmmm, agreed." Labia chuckled. "Our suits might stop their antiquated solid projectiles, but I remember they sting horribly. We will see how the recruits react to that."

"You two forward." Labia commanded the recruits. "Engage at close range. Myrine will pick off any that try to run."

The two Amazon recruits looked dubious about approaching an armed group of Earthers so directly but an order was to be obeyed so they rose from where the landing party had observed and started forward. The Earthers soon noticed their approach. As had happened before the instructors moved forward to intercept the Amazons, but this time each of the four older Earth agents had a drawn handgun.

"Drop your weapons, down on the ground." The senior FBI agents called out as the two groups closed. "Drop them now or we will open fire."

The two recruits glanced at one another then raised their stun rifles. At this movement the Earthers began firing and there was a brief volley of mixed pistol and stunrifle fire, sharp cracks from the Earth weapons and loud hisses of Amazon stun rounds. To this noise was added the sharp cries of the recruits as bullets began to impact their nanorubber suits. None of the Earth bullets penetrated, but each hit was like being struck with a cane or whip. To their credit, although they yelped with each hit the recruits continued firing. Seeing the instructors stunned some of the younger Earthers began firing as well and the two recruits shrieked and danced about from the number of sharp stings they were enduring.

Myrine, with the Earthers attention on the two recruits out in the open was able to pick her targets with ease stunning each in turn. Only the last couple attempted to flee once they realised their bullets were having limited effect and that a concealed shooter was picking them off one by one. The Amazon veteran was giggling as the last Earther fell to a stun round and the noise ended. The two recruits, stung by the numerous hits they had taken looked at her sourly as they rubbed their thighs and breasts where the Earth bullets had stung the most.

"Ha ha, a nice set of bruises you'll have from those fleabites." Myrine chuckled. "Nothing a dermal regen won't put right though."