Feeling full and grateful for all the food, I sat back and sighed.
We'd eaten a mix of fresh vegetables and ration packs again, and it had been heavenly to eat some real food. I tried not to think about Icaan's words the last time he'd allowed me to have something from his hydroponics set up, but I wasn't doing very well.
He'd made it clear I got to eat and drink the good stuff when he was pleased with my behavior. When I'd acted in his interests and not just my own. I was aware I'd gained him more cargo and planted some of the seeds for him, but I was also aware we'd just screwed, and it left me wondering which of the three activities had earned me the reward.
A couple of times I'd considered asking, but I didn't want to buy into his system or give the impression I had. The truth was, a part of me already had, however.
Dreams of blue skies and a warm body to share it with filled my head, stirring my desire until the soft hand stroking my cheek broke through the imagined pleasure. I opened my eyes to see Icaan only a little way away from me, his hand cupping my cheek."Wake up sleepy head. We're docked on Antiga," he said but the words didn't entirely register. What did he mean we were on Antiga? We were on my home world and I'd just shown him my favourite place to sit and watch the ships take off.Almost instinctively I leaned up and kissed him, his scent keeping my mind half drowned in the romantic sweetness of the fading dream. He pulled back and chuckled."I take it they were pleasant dreams then. I must be having an affect on you again, but there will be plenty of time for us to have some more fun later. I've got to go make some trades. Do you w
Deeper into the city I was starting to get used to the different sights and smells and sticking closer to Icaan. It helped if I could smell him more than anything else.The city was mostly made of a red sandstone, the dust coming up from the streets also helping to deaden the smells of Frentin as they walked past. It made buildings that looked beautiful from afar, especially under the hot sun of the planet, but they looked less pristine up close. A lot of buildings had crumbling corners and sometimes even walls.It was clear that the city had seen better days, but here and there a building was fresh and new, the sandstone corners sharp and well defined and the walls smooth, freshly cut hues woven through the walls.Since we'd got there we'd passed rows and rows of shops and stalls, all of them catering to one thing or another. They ha
The relief was immediate the moment the hatch on Icaan's ship shut behind us both. Icaan didn't take the leash and collar off me right away, but he disconnected it from him so he could install the water canister he'd come back with.I was still standing by the door when he came back."Okay, there's clearly something bothering you. Out with it," he said.I frowned, having thought about it all the way back. I wasn't sure I'd wanted to say what it was, but he clearly wasn't going to let it go."I thought you'd have enjoyed getting to stretch your legs and see another planet.""I did, but I guess a part of me hoped that necklace had a large reward. Maybe one large enough that you'd have considered letting me go," I replied, watching his face as I spoke to see if it ma
We stayed cuddling at the dining table for some time, a blanket draped around me and my body in his arms. I tried not to think about what I'd done and instead focused on how much better I felt.Eventually a beeping from the cockpit disturbed us and Icaan picked me up and put me down on the bench the other side of the table."That will be our window to get in the air. Have a drink and rest a moment. I'm not done with you," he said.I blinked, the last sentence making me feel an array of different emotions I wasn't sure I could place. Was he promising to blow my mind even further?Whatever it was, I wasn't sure I wanted to do anything until I'd done the other part of the instruction. I helped myself to a glass of water, noticing my clothes discarded on the floor.Fo
I woke alone, my hands bound together and my feet the same. Sighing I realized I was still on the mattress in the middle of Icaan's room. Still a captive and still being taken toward the Frentin market. Where I would be officially registered as a new human slave and sold to the highest bidder.It was almost enough to make a person feel sick. But the truth was I couldn't bring myself to think about it for too long. It just made me angry or likely to do something stupid in desperation.So far it seemed like my plan to stay calm and get to know him might be working. He'd not responded amazingly well to my suggestion that being given a woman free to think and decide was far better than taking advantage of one seduced by the chemicals his body filled the air with, but he'd not responded badly either.At first I didn't get up, but nature ca
Suddenly there was clear space ahead of me and I sat back, my shoulders and arms aching from the tension. Almost immediately Icaan flicked the ship onto autopilot."Nice flying," he said. "I guess you've earned those strawberries."I grinned, not sure what else to do suddenly. It had felt good to be controlling a ship again, guiding it where it needed to go and trusting the instruments and my reflexes. Despite that, I was also glad it was over. There was only so much pressure a person could take before they fouled something up.At the moment I looked good in Icaan's eyes. That was enough."So what's our next stop?" I asked."The market," Icaan replied."But it's another eight days away. Are you really not stopping anywhere in be
We sat down to eat lunch together, and again I'd prepared us something. It was yet another attempt of mine to make myself seem worth keeping, and Icaan moaned in delight as soon as he tucked into the food."You can definitely handle food well," he replied. "Did you work in some kind of space cafe or something?""No. I waitressed on a planet for a while before I got into space, but I was never allowed near the kitchen. Always out front dealing with customers and taking food and drinks back and forth. One of those massive open area ones where they order at the table and everything is brought to them by a person dressed up."He nodded as if he could picture what I meant, but I knew I didn't want to talk about me."What is it with the Frentin and slaves?" I asked. "You don't seem to think it's bad for t
Tired, and not sure what to do with myself, I continued to sit in the gunner's seat on Icaan's ship and tried to work out how I could get Icaan to talk more. There had to be some way to get him to open up. But he ignored me, not even flying the ship, but sitting in the pilot's seat anyway."So, what makes a slave valuable?" I asked. "If certain qualities make me worth more and your culture places value on what a slave can do as humans do on their free people, then it sounds like I should know what I can claim to be good at and what skills I might want to get better at."Icaan swiveled the seat around, his eyes a little wider at the question I'd asked. Had I surprised him?"There's a lot of different things," he said, rubbing his chin with his hand while he looked into the distance, thinking.I waite