The commander looked at me.
"What do you want us to do now? She's told us the same thing. She should be returned to Icaan."
"Do you want to give such a beautiful human back to a stuck up ex royal like him?" the commander asked.
"Of course not. We'd rather have some fun with them like we normally do and then put them in the system when we've got bored." The enforcer on my left leered at me, but the one on the right looked between the other two men in the room as if he wasn't so sure.
"They've all been lying in the past though."
"It's possible this one is lying too, still. Jarlick?" the commander said, looking to my left. "See if you can get her to sing a different tune. And why not have some fun along the way."
The commander toss
I gulped as Kaemir came closer, still staring at me. The pheromones were still making me far more aroused than normal and I couldn't help but look over his strong muscular body, the bulge of his chest muscles and contours of his arms evident in the tight fitting t-shirt he wore.A part of me wanted him to untie me, take me over to the bed and have his way with me, but I wasn't going to get that unless I declared Icaan to be a criminal. And I had a feeling that would get Icaan into a lot more trouble. The commander had implied that could result in some kind of severe punishment.No matter what happened, I had to keep to the same story. I had to tell them Icaan was innocent. But I really wanted to be screwed, and as Kaemir walked up to me, I didn't have a problem if it was him.He knelt down in front of me and reached out to put his arm
The corridor outside was empty of life, but Icaan was still careful. Somewhere the commander must have been trying to do something. But what?"Can you wreck something quickly if I can get a panel off?" Icaan asked, looking at me for only a moment before he continued to look down the corridor. I nodded, pretty sure I knew how to break important stuff on most ships. The trick would be finding the right sort of stuff.He moved up the hallway towards the bulk of the ship and nearer more possible enforcers and I followed, not sure whether I should be looking for a panel to start or letting him pick a good spot.As he turned the next corner someone lunged at him, wielding a large wrench. He dodged it and it clanged off the wall. Within seconds the would-be mechanic was also lying on the ground. It looked like the cattle-prod Icaan was using
Putting the ship on autopilot, Icaan got up and came to me. I'd been crying for a couple of minutes, the fear I'd felt and what the men had done to me so fresh in my mind I wasn't sure what else to do.Slowly I told the story while Icaan crouched beside me and handed me his handkerchief. When I was finally done, I wiped my eyes and tried to calm myself down."I'm sorry," he said. "The enforcers aren't meant to do things like that. No Frentin is meant to abuse the relationship like that.""Well, it's clear they do and have done plenty of times in the past. They didn't hesitate. They use all the human women they find, deliberately overwhelming them with pheromones until they can't say no even if they'd have wanted to."Icaan shook his head and looked away."You must
"Two million credits? They're making you pay them two million credits just to be forgiven for trying to win a war with the information you had available?""No. I had enough possessions and ships at the time to bring it down to a little over a million. They automatically take everything you have up to half the initial debt value. Thankfully, I inherited this ship later, once my brother's will had gone through, or they'd have taken this too."I sat back, too stunned for words. In some ways it made sense. It was an effective way to stop a lot of people committing a crime, but it also must have stung. He'd been trying to save his brother, and it had gone wrong. He wasn't entirely to blame, that was clear."I'm sorry," I said. "But thank you for telling me.""So you understand why I need to sell you fina
Time seemed to phase in and out, the pair of us lost in a combination of pleasure and sleep, reaching for each other whenever we stirred from our dozing to go for another round until I wasn't sure if it was night or day or if the entire universe had passed us by while we floated in space.Eventually, however, our stomachs and need of food brought us back to reality."Feel free to take a quick shower," Icaan said as he finally got up and started pulling his suit back on. He had the fancy kind that cleaned the occupier and took care of the bodies needs. "Unless you want to make us something to eat too? I should check on where we are and the ship's systems soon.""Check we're not drifting toward a black hole or a star about to go supernova and I'll get us breakfast. I want the meal of champions after everything you had your slave do for
My ship looked strange now I'd been off it for several days. It had been my home for so long, but it was clear that it had seen better days. Now I'd been away from it for a while, I noticed the wear and tear. Panels were scratched and warped where I'd had to remove them so many times. The floor was scuffed and dirty, feet having walked over it for years, dragging in all sorts from markets and planets the galaxy over.I slowly walked through the hallway to the main cockpit, trying to ignore the panels that Icaan had removed so he could get at the components underneath. Alarms blinked on the console, letting me know that the ship had been butchered, but there was nothing I could do. Some of the systems were on so it wasn't such a dead weight flying behind Icaan's ship, but otherwise her life, in at least my service, was probably over.After running my hand across the cons
I gripped the arms of the seat again and again as asteroids narrowly missed us. This wasn't my idea of fun. Icaan however, seemed to be as calm as anything, almost as if he was mesmerized by the task, in some kind of zone.I'd heard that Frentin had also been bred to bypass fear. That their brains literally thrived in situations that were dangerous and required skill and reflexes to see them through. Was this actually good for Icaan in some way?There was no way I was going to ask him or talk to him right now, the dangers far too in my face for me to risk distracting him and getting us hit by a flying space rock.Hoping nothing got any worse, I merely held on and tried not to squeal when he threw the ship hard into turns and pulled up or over far faster than I'd have thought possible.Behind us also
I sat in the kitchen, not sure where else to be as I tried to calm down. More than once I'd considered going to my own ship, but I currently didn't dare. I'd made Icaan angry and I didn't want to make it worse.This whole journey felt like it went from bad to worse. Not only was I a slave, but I'd been seduced by my captor rather than trying to get him to soften toward me and my ship had been used for parts while I'd looked on.I wanted to cry again, but I didn't let myself this time. There had to be some way through this mess that I didn't hate. The effort of trying to think through what I wanted and what was possible was almost too much, however."Figured you'd be in here," Icaan said a moment later, making me jump. "Look, I get why you did what you did. And it probably did save us from another run in with Kryan, but you need to run