Deep in space lay a weird and threatening world. And it was there that Ben Sessions found the evil daughters . . .
h it into an immense room. At the far end of the room was a throne, and on it a woman. Ben blinked. As well proportioned as the others he had seen, she was half again as tall, twice as beautiful. He could not contain a gasp of appreciation.
Thick violet hair fell almost to her shoulders, her skin was luminous and flawless, her body breathtaking, more revealed than concealed by a clinging gown of some filmy material. At her breast, flashed a single violet jewel larger by far than the famed sapphires of Uranus.
"I brought him as soon as he awakened," said the woman with Ben.
A malevolent stare from the woman on the throne rested on Ben. "It was unnecessary," she said. "We have no further need of him. Take him to the field."
"Wait a minute," Ben snapped.
"You are addressing Arndis, Queen of Teris," he heard his escort say.
"I don't give a hoot . . ." He never finished the sentence. From behind the hairy slave seized him, lifted him and flung him bodily toward the doors.
A mediocre Sci-fi adventure story, weak on the science. An accidental discovery of a metal (which exists nowhere in the known universe) used to repair his space ship sends our hero into the trackless wastes of the galaxy where nothing should exist where he finds bloodthirsty 10 foot tall women bent on blah, blah, blah.
The writing (plot, characterization) is mundane, the story is just a tale of one space jockey living by his wits to try to survive and save the universe.