The Slave
by
AJ Marks
Disclaimers: The main characters resemble our two favorite girls but they and their universe are mine.
Subtext: Of Course
The story is subject to change at any time before its completion. If you have any questions or comments please sent them to: AJMarks01@aol.com
Enjoy!
"Do you think this is the wisest decision you can make," a female voice asked.
"Yes, it will do her some good," a male voice replied back to the question. They had been arguing over it for nearly an hour now and they still were not any closer to a decision yet. He had wanted his oldest daughter to take command of one of his ships, and his wife was arguing against it. He knew what she wanted, but he was not sure about it.
"What about Phillip," his wife replied back mentioning their son. She knew that he was of age to take command of a starship and she wanted him to have that experience as well.
"I know that its Phillip's right to take command of a ship when he is of age, but I've been watching him now for a while, and it has become clear that his path will be different than what mine was," he said gently. "I feel that he will go to the council as your official aide," he told her silencing whatever she had been about to say.
"Are you sure, I thought that we were going to have Ame become my aide when we gave Phillip a command," the woman said.
"Perhaps we should really allow them the opportunity to decide for themselves, I have only one command open. I would like Ame to take the spot," he said watching as his wife reluctantly agreed with him. They did not see the shadow leave the hallway and quickly walk away.
A tall dark haired woman watched as the training program she had entered into the holosystem ran through. She was currently facing a large Darion. They were large mostly non-sentient beings from one of the colony worlds. They were tough and made great training on the halo programs.
She watched as it twitched it large tail back and forth. The tail could be used as a weapon as well. She had seen many people who underestimated the tail and were stunned just before they were killed by the beast.
The tail whipped towards her and she quickly ducked underneath as it was headed towards her head. The beast followed it with a rapid series of paw swipes which she just managed to avoid, although her training suit did not and it had several cuts in it, but her skin was untouched.
She finally went on the offensive and drove the Darion back with a series of blows to its face. She had chosen no weapons and so only had her hands with which to kill the beast. The beast finally got angry and with a loud bellow began it most aggressive attack. The woman was ready this time and the moment it drew it massive arms back she struck.
She grabbed the Darion by its head and dragged it down. Once a Darion was down it was much easier to handle as it had a hard time getting back up. Grabbing the neck from behind she used all her strength to strangle the Darion.
"Program over," came the computer voice indicating that the Darion had been killed. The woman got up and brushed he hands off and watched as the room disappeared leaving only the blank room.
"Ame," a voice said making her look to the door. Standing in the doorway was her brother Phillip. He was tall like her but not as strong. They were as opposite of each other night and day, except for their appearance. They both favored their dad, tall strong and dark haired with blue eyes.
"Phillip," she said as she walked over to where he was standing. He threw her a towel. He was always impressed with her strength and watching her against the Darion was always exciting. "What's up," she asked seeing the look on her brother's face.
"A command had come up for one of father's warships," he said excitedly causing Ame to look at him strangely. Usually Phillip did not like warships, for some reason he enjoyed a good political debate, something she hated with a passion. She wanted to be out among the stars making a difference. Phillip said he could make a difference in the council and Ame still debated that.
"He wants to give it to you," he said watching as his sister's eyes lit up with excitement. As much as his had earlier when he heard his father say he wanted to make him an aide to the council for his mom.
"What about you," she asked knowing that it really should be his command, not hers. The oldest son of a royal family should have the privilege, not a daughter.
"He's actually noticed that I like the council meetings and the political debates," Phillip said with a bit of a smile. "He talked about making me an aide to mom."
They would have said some more but their parents came into the room. Their father was tall with dark hair kept short and neat and his blue eyes seemed to never miss anything. Their mother was shorter than anyone in their family and only their younger sister had inherited that, and she had brown hair instead of black and hazel eyes that like their father seemed to know more than what she let on she knew.
"Ame, Phillip we have something that we want to discuss with you," their father said looking at both of them. He noticed that Ame had just finished with a training program and by the looks of her clothing she had been fighting a Darion. "Getting quicker," he said pointing to the cut fabric of her outfit.
"Yeah, he didn't cut me this time, and he was a level ten," Ame said excitedly watching as her father's eyes expressed pride. His daughter was going to be stronger than he ever was, and he was glad. He had a feeling that they would need strong people in the future.
"What did you want to talk to us about," Phillip said.
"Your mother and I think its time for one of you to take command of a warship. The Argo's captain has just recently retired, and I was thinking about making you captain of her," their dad said looking right at Ame. "I know that it's your right to take the command Phillip, but you seem more at home in the council than a warship, so I leave the decision to you two."
Ame wanted so badly to just say she would take it, but her brother had the first right to it, and she had a strong feeling that he would not take it. "It's your decision bro."
Phillip looked at his sister then his parents. Part of him did not want to disappoint his father and take the command as was his right, but he knew that he would be miserable if he did. War was coming soon and they would need good commanders of their ships, and Ame would be best for that.
"Would it disappoint you father if I declined my right," Phillip said looking at his father.
"You would give the command to your sister," he asked watching as his son nodded his head. "I only ask why."
"The Callicians are getting restless and I think war might be inevitable, we'll need good captains, I will not be," Phillip said honestly.
"No you are right, your more of a diplomat like your mother, while Ame is more like me," he said. "But remember a good commander also knows the limit of his abilities, that you have show."
Ame and Phillip were impressed. In his own way their father had just praised Phillip for something. They would definitely do their best not to let their parents down.
Ame sat in the command chair on board the Argo. It had been a year since she had taken command of the ship. At first she had to deal with the other officers who did not feel that a woman had the abilities to handle the command of a warship. She had proven them wrong very quickly.
War had broken out again with the Callicians. They were a ruthless group who were governed by a group of criminals. All they wanted was to conquer everyone. Their rule was ruthless and they killed for no reason. Slavery was encouraged by them and the treatment of slaves was very poor.
The Confederation had outlawed slavery over a hundred years ago. They also were the largest threat to the Callicians and their expansionist attitude. Several planets and worlds were under the Confederation's protection and just recently the Callicians had attacked one of the planets. The leaders of the Confederation had decided that it was time to strike back, they Callicians had been getting to daring lately.
Ame had been inducted in fire as her first mission had been an attack. She had proven that she was more than capable of command and fighting when she went down to the surface with the landing forces. The ground crew was in awe of her fighting abilities and she had quickly won over the crew of the Argo with that fight.
Now here she was almost a year later and the war was still going. The only good thing was they were winning the war. So far the Callicians had not asked for peace, which puzzled Ame. She had talked with her brother about it and voiced her concerns. As a result they kept a high level of alert on the borders.
Now the Argo was stationed on patrol near a small colony that had been recently threatened by some pirates. The colony was expecting a shipment of food and materials. The last shipment had been raided just before the colony.
Ame had instructed her crew to keep a close eye out for anything unusual in the area in case the pirates tried again. She was then told that the convoy was coming into the area.
The slave kept at her work. She had heard that there was going to be a battle this time. She overheard that a warship was in the area this time. The captain had decided that it was not a threat to them and ordered that attack anyway.
She kept on scrubbing the floors as was her duty. If she stopped for a little while she would not finish and then would be in trouble from the slaver. There were few exceptions for failing to finish your work, and a battle was not one of them.
A shadow covered where she was currently kneeling and scrubbing. She knew better than to look up unless spoken to. She kept up her work with her brush knowing that whoever was watching her had not gone away.
"Girl," came the voice and she recognized it as the captain. She looked up as he had been speaking to her and to ignore him was almost certainly a painful experience.
"Stand up," he said watching as the small slave stood up. She was naked as were most of the slaves, but she was also his body slave. "Go to my room and await for me there. Take a shower before I get there," he said watching as the girl bowed her head and headed to his quarters. She would make fine entertainment tonight after the battle.
She was the prettiest slave aboard the ship. He loved her breast and her thighs. She was small and compact, but beautifully proportionate. Her figure was almost perfect and he watched as her ass swayed as she walked away. He wanted to take her right then and there but he had other things to do first. She would defiantly feel his sting tonight.
He noticed that it was time to cut her hair again as it was almost at the base of her neck. Perhaps this time he would shave her head as bald as he had make her cunt. He had paid for the removal of all of her other body hair except for her head. He had seen slaves without any hair and it looked a bit strange to him.
With his lower portions standing at attention he quickly adjusted himself and went to the bridge to begin the battle.
"Captain, we have a vessel uncloaking near the convoy," the operator said.
"Battle stations," Ame replied then ordered the Argo into battle. The warship moved to intercept the ship. "Let's see if we can capture it, perhaps they know what the Callicians are up to."
The pirate ship approached the merchant vessels which were heading toward the Argo at their maximum speed. The Argo began to open fire on the pirate ship aiming for their shields and weapons systems.
The pirate captain had vastly underestimated the power of the enemy warship that he had encountered. The Argo was much more powerful than the pirate ship and within minutes the shields were down.
"Boarding parties," she said. She also asked for damage reports as they had been hit as well.
"They're away captain," came the reply.
Part of Ame wanted to be with the boarding parties and capture the captain, but she figure she would be able to have her fun after the captain was captured. She would just have to wait to see how long the battle lasted, and how many soldiers she would lose.
"Captain several shuttles are attempting to leave the area," the weapons officer said.
"Target their engine and disable them," Ame said. She had a feeling that they probably would not get them, but it would be worth the effort anyway. A few minutes later she had her answer, only one shuttle had been disabled, two others had self destructed and the other two had gotten away. Ame would wait to see who was on the shuttle and who was still on the ship.
"Sir, the pirate ship's power has been disabled, the back up systems are up and running," came the report.
Ame nodded her head and would have to wait to find out what type of prisoners she would have, and then what she would do with them.
"Captain, the infirmary is reporting that Liza is there, they are not expecting her to make it," the second in command said knowing that Liza was Ame's servant, and a personal friend of both of them.
Ame turned around at that and looked her second in command in the eye. She could see that it was true by his eyes. He had fallen in love with the brown haired, brown eyed servant.
"Bob, go on," Ame said with a motion of her head to the door. "Tell her I'll try and get there, but I may not be able to."
"She'll understand captain," Bob replied then left the bridge. Ame hoped that Liza pulled through but the sound in Bob's voice did not convince her that she would.
The slave walked to the captain's quarters knowing what was going to happen to her in a few hours. He would probably use some sort of torture on her first to see her in pain, then he would finally just take her. It was not much of a life she had, but she had never known anything else. She had been a slave all of her live, and would continue to be so till one of her masters killed her.
She quickly started the shower and cleaned herself. She washed her hair and made sure that she would pass his inspections of her. She dried off and then assumed the position that she knew he would want her in when he came in.
She walked over to his bed and knelt beside it and waited for what was to come. This was about the only time she was not busy doing something. She just hoped that the captain had talked with the slave master so he knew where she was. The captain had forgotten a couple of times and she had been punished by reducing her rations. She was never whipped unless by the captain for his sexual pleasure.
She felt the ship shudder as it was hit and the alarms begin to sound. Privately she hoped that the ship would be destroyed to end her life, but it was not deemed to be this time. She could hear men racing around the ship and yells of alarms being sounded, but she maintained her position just in case.
The order to abandon ship come over the speaker, but she knew that it was not for her, slaves were not allowed in the escape pods unless someone put them in the pods. Shortly after that the power failed and she was cast into darkness for a few seconds until the back up lighting could come on.
She still did not move from her position as she had been trained to do. She could now hear shouts coming from the hallway coming closer to where she was. She did not hear anything directed at her so she remained where she was. The door to the room burst open and several men came in with weapons. She could see who they were out of the corner of her eye, and her heart stopped, they were from the Confederation.
The men stopped and then looked around for a few seconds. She waited in her position and hoped that they would not take her. Her heart dropped when she heard the command to follow them. She did not want to but she knew better than to disobey her new masters.
Ame finished up her work as quickly as she could so she could get to the med lab to see Liza. When everything was to the point that the rest of the crew could handle the situation and the prisoners were being transferred over she went over to the med lab. Ame walked down to the med lab hoping that Liza was still alive. She walked into the room and noticed Bob was sitting next to a bed. She could see the injured Liza on the bed, her color was quite pale and dread crept into her soul at the sight. Her trusted servant and friend would probably die soon.
"Hey," Ame said trying to put a smile on her face despite the situation. She watched as Liza's eyes tracked to hers.
"Hey," Liza replied. Ame took her other hand and felt the squeeze that Liza gave her and returned the squeeze. Ame looked up and noticed that Bob was not handling it too well, as she could see the tears in the man's eyes.
Ame and Bob stayed with her until she finally gave up the struggle a couple of minutes later. She gave them both a smile and told them one last thing. "I will see you again my friend," she said to Ame before turning to Bob, "and you too my love," and then she closed her eyes.
"NO," Bob shouted at her as Liza's body went limp. Ame could see that he was crying but the man did not care. Ame got up with tears in her own eyes and she walked over to where the doctor was.
"Give him a couple of minutes, and tell him that returning to duty is up to him," she said to him then allowed him to grieve for Liza. Wiping her own eyes she walked out. She had business to do, one of the prisoners would know something. She had a feeling that the pirates had been supported by the Callicians. Liza would not die in vain, not if she had something to say about it.
"Where are the prisoners located," Ame said to one of the guards.
"There were too many to put in the brig so a temporary place was set up in the hanger," the guard replied. "Several of those on the ship were slaves, and there were only a few left alive in the shuttle," he told her.
'Slaves' she thought as her heart dropped at the realization that they probably did not know anything. She had learned that most slaves ignored what was being said, especially those who were owned by the important people.
Ame walked into the hanger and noticed the group of people. Most were huddled in small groups and she could see the fear in their eyes. She scanned the group looking for anyone who challenged her stare. A few met her stare, but not the way she was looking for. Finally one caught her eye, "him, take him to the brig," Ame said pointing to a man who had on worn clothing, much like most of the slaves, but he was no slave that she was certain.
She continued on her way and pointed out a couple of others to be taken as well. She could tel that the rest were slaves from the pirate ship. Then one caught her eye.
"Teras," Ame asked as she walked closer to the woman. The woman looked up at her for a few seconds as her eyes were blank, then recognition set in.
"Ame," the old woman said. She had to think really hard but the woman in command in front of her looked like someone she knew.
"Yes, it's me," Ame said bending down to look at one of her mother's friends. Several years ago a ship she had been on had been attacked and it was assumed destroyed. Now here she was standing in front of her.
The strength of the woman's personality began to emerge when she realized what had just happened. She was finally rescued, and by a family friend. "It is you, this is not a dream is it," Teras said.
"No, and my mother will be glad to hear that your alive," Ame said. "I'll be right back," she said as she looked around and noticed a few of the former slaves without clothing. She motioned a guard over and told him to bring some clothing for them. He saluted and left the hanger.
She walked over to those who did not have clothes on when the guard returned with a couple of other people carrying clothing. They placed the clothing in front of the group and few began to pick some up then a few others until almost all of them had something. Ame noticed a small blonde who still had not moved. Ame noticed that the blonde was actually shivering, and she did not know whether it was fear of cold.
"Ame," Teras said getting the woman's attention. Ame looked over to a friend to see what she had to say. "She is slaveborn," the woman said and Ame realized that she would have to treat her differently.
"Are there any others," Ame asked Teras who nodded her head no.
Ame glanced back at the small blonde and felt her heart break at the sight. There was something about the small woman that touched Ame and she picked up a shirt and made her way over to the woman. She recalled everything she had learned about slaveborns. They were born into slavery and usually had the hardest time adapting to freedom. They had never thought for themselves, or tasted any amount of freedom.
A realization come to her, this was probably the captain's slave as well, and having such a position the small woman might have some information. She would have to approach the woman slowly as she did not want to frighten the woman any more.
"Hi there," Ame said kneeling down in front of the woman. "My name is Ame, what's yours," Ame said hoping to gain something from the woman. The woman just stared blankly at her and Ame could see the fear in the woman's eyes.
"Here this is for you," Ame said handing out the shirt. "You can put it on," Ame said hoping that she could get through to the woman who still refused to talk to her, or even look at her.
After a few minutes of holding out the shirt she realized that the woman was not going to take it. Ame knew that she could not stay naked, so she decided to put the shirt on the woman herself. She put the shirt over the woman's head who actually jumped at the contact but did not struggle. Ame then pulled the shirt down and help get the woman's arms through the sleeves.
The woman still had not looked at her and Ame wanted to reassure her. Placing a finger under the woman's chin she lifted the woman's head forcing eye contact. Ame could see the flinch in the eyes.
"Its okay," Ame said in what she hoped was a soothing voice as the woman's eyes darted everywhere but her own. Ame noticed the green eyes and thought that they were beautiful.
Ame got up and then walked away and noticed her guards strange look. She mentioned that the woman was slaveborn and they nodded their head in understanding. Ame hated slavery with a passion, and she just could not understand why someone would treat another so badly. Glancing back she noticed that the woman seemed smaller than she was, and very vulnerable to her.
Ame rubbed her eyes and realized that she was going to have to figure something out for them. It was a two week flight back to headquarters and they were going to have to do something with them.
"Bring me Jason and Mary and have them meet me in my briefing room," Ame said then with one last look she walked away.
Teras watched as the small blonde stayed huddled within herself. The small woman picked on the shirt with her fingers as if testing it to see what it really was. Teras realized that it was the first time she had ever seen the woman clothed. She knew that the woman was the captain's favorite, and that she was also part of the floor detail on the pirate ship.
Teras had never talked with the woman and realized that no one she knew had either. The woman would have to learn new and strange rules, at least to a slave who knew nothing else. She had also seen the look that Ame had given the woman as she left. Ame liked her, and a small plan formed in her mind.
Ame finished talking with Jason and Mary to see what their food situation and housing problems would be. They had enough to last a month, but the crowded conditions would place a larger strain on the air circulators. Jason and Mary had recommended headed back home to resupply and repair the damage done during the battle. Ame had agreed.
"Father," Ame said as her father's face appeared on the screen.
"Ame, how are you doing," her father replied.
"We got the pirates, but no real prisoners," Ame replied. "We did have a bunch of rescued slaves, and on board was Teras," Ame said.
"Teras," her father said with a bit of a shock. "I hope that you are headed back here," he said.
"Yes, I just gave the course order to head back home, we also have to repair some damage, and we really don't have the supplies to last the rest of the patrol."
"You should be back here in about a week or two, right," he said.
"More like two, I'm diverting some of the power to the air circulators," Ame said watching as her father nodded his head.
"Then I will see you then be careful," he told her.
Ame replied and then signed off and sat back in her chair. That was easier than she expected. She had really expected to have to argue her case, but the moment she mentioned Teras' name she saw the change in her father. Teras' husband had been one of his best friends, and was actually his best man when he married her mother.
Ame knew that her mother would be there to help when they arrived back at the planet. With that done she realized it was time to get some rest. She had some things to still do, but they had been delegated and she could afford some time to catch up on her sleep. She had been awake now for about twenty-four hours and she was beginning to feel the strain.
Ame called up to the bridge to see how things were going and to tell them she was resting for the next cycle and that the current bridge officer was officer on duty. That done she quickly showered and climbed into bed. An unexpected vision came into her mind as she fell asleep, a small blonde with green eyes.
Ame woke up a couple of hours later breathing heavily from a very erotic dream. Unfortunately for her the only thing she could remember was the green eyes that belonged to the slaveborn. Ame realized that she did not even know her name.
Not able to go back asleep she finally got up and decided to see how the former slaves were doing. She was on her way out when a message came in for her on the intercom. She groaned a bit as she realized she had to answer it.
"Yes," Ame said crisply.
"Sorry to bother you captain, but you're needed in the hanger," came the reply.
"I'm on my way," Ame said and then left for the hanger. She wondered what was happening with the slaves.
The sight that greeted her was not what she was expecting. The blonde she had been dreaming about was sitting in a corner with Teras in front of her with a look of anger on it. Standing in front of her were three men and the guards were looking at both groups to try and figure out what happened.
"Have you no decency at all," Ame heard Teras say to the group. That really made her wonder at what had happened.
"We just want a taste as well," one of the three men said.
"Yeah, she's flaunted herself in front of us the entire time she was on board,"' another one said as they began to move forward again.
"It's not like she ever had a choice in the matter," Teras replied not moving from her spot.
"Do I have to ask what's going on here," Ame said as she walked up behind the three men who turned around. "Or do I just assume that you were about to take advantage of her."
"She's shown off her body for years, now we just want a taste of it," the boldest one said.
"Only because the captain forced her to, not by her choice," Teras said defending the woman.
"Perhaps I should make you go around naked until we get back to port," Ame said watching as the men's eyes went wide at that thought. "Don't like that one do you," Ame told them knowing that she would never go through with that, but she realized that she probably should not leave the woman here. That raised the question of where to take her.
The men wondered what the tall dark haired woman was thinking as one of them slowly made his way away from the other two. Ame realized him as the one who was just tagging along, and would be the first to run. The last one to run would be the boldest, he would also be the leader and he was the one she wanted. The other one realizing that one had already left decided to leave as well leaving the one Ame wanted.
The man looked around at last finally realizing that he was alone. He glanced nervously back at the tall woman and waited to see what would happen.
"I'd suggest that you leave before I get angry," Ame said watching as the man scrambled off. That left her with the woman who was still in the corner. She glanced at Teras and wondered what the entire story was.
"Those three dragged her over here and I realized their intent and ran over here to stop them," Teras said.
"She didn't struggle at all," Ame asked wondering about that.
"She doesn't know how," Teras replied in a whisper to Ame as she had forgotten what the woman was. That made up her mind as to what to do with her.
"All she knows is how to obey," Ame said to Teras who nodded her head. "Then I have to do something that I don't like but for now is necessary," Ame said and Teras watched wondering what Ame was talking about.
Ame walked over to the woman and stood in front of her. Everyone could feel the commanding presence that the tall woman now had as she had changed to the captain now.
"Stand up," Ame ordered the woman and watched as the small woman obeyed the command. Ame realized that if she wanted to get the small blonde out of the hanger without picking her up and hauling her off it would be a command as if she was the woman's master. Ame thought about that and realized that for now she would have to be.
"You will follow me," Ame said then began walking out of the hanger fully expecting the woman to follow her. She gave a small glace to see and noticed that the woman was indeed following her. Ame thought that she really did not want to be the woman's master, and tried to figure out a way to break a lifetime of slave training. It would be hard that was for sure.
Ame walked into the elevator and pushed the button and watched in the reflection as the slave remained at her side with her head down. The door opened and to her surprise Bob walked on.
"Morning Captain," he said and was a bit shocked at the small woman at her side. He gave a questioning nod to the woman and Ame told him later. He glanced at her demeanor and wondered who she was. She acted like a slave and figured that she was probably from the pirate ship.
"How are you doing," she asked him.
"I was on my way down to see if they had gathered any information from the prisoners," he replied. He hoped that there was something that one of them knew.
"Keep me informed, and Bob, go easy on them," she said and they both knew that he was going down to do some of the interrogation himself. With the comment from Ame, Bob realized that she knew and was all right with the action. The door opened again and Ame walked out. Bob watched as the small woman followed along behind her. He would have to ask, but there was a rumor that one of the captured slaves was a slaveborn. He wondered if the small woman was that slave.
Ame walked into the room and watched as the small blonde entered. She wondered what the woman would do without any instructions. It was not what she was expecting. The blonde walked over to the bed and knelt down beside it and stayed there.
Ame sighed and wondered if this really was the right decision. She walked over to the slave and brought her up from her kneeling position and was again surprised when the small hands began to undo her shirt. Ame felt herself wanting to just take the smaller woman but her rational mind kicked in and she grabbed the hands to stop them.
The small woman imminently knelt again. "I'm sorry master," Ame heard the woman whisper so lightly she almost did not hear it.
Ame sat down on the bed and glanced at the woman. Just the slightest touch from the woman had sent her emotions reeling and it was an unknown feeling. The closest she had ever had was in the middle of a fight, but that was a bit different. This was a deeper emotion.
"You did nothing wrong," Ame said watching as the woman still had a slight shiver of fear in her. "Now, what is your name," Ame asked hoping to get an answer this time. Again the woman just stared blankly at the floor. "What do people call you?"
Ame almost gave up when the woman finally answered. "My slut," came the reply and Ame realized that the name was from the captain. It just made her want to strangle the man.
"That won't do, is there any name you would like to be called," Ame asked trying to get the woman to think for her self. The woman just remained silent as the minutes passed. Ame put a two fingers under the woman's chin and brought her head up like she had done in the hanger. Again the woman's eyes traveled down and remained looking at the floor.
Ame glanced at the woman, she was really beautiful and her blonde hair had been kept clean and the green eyes she wished would look at her. Ame's first impulse was to kiss the woman, but she held back not knowing if she would be able to stop what would happen after that. A name finally came to her.
"Kari, yes that suits you," Ame said.
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