Slave to His Desires (4 page)

Jul felt sick as he realized the man was going to drill into
the girl’s skull without sedating her.

“That’s barbaric. Don’t you have a way to do this with her
asleep?”

“I’m going to use a very strong topical agent that’ll help
with the pain, however, as I said, she must be alert for this to work. It’s
pointless to sedate her. The translator is organic. It has to immediately merge
with her consciousness or it’ll never function correctly. I’m good, this’ll be
fast. I’ll call you when I finish, go have a seat. You may even want to step
outside if the screams will bother you.”

“I’m staying,” Jul insisted.

“If you panic, it’ll make it worse for the girl. I’ve seen
strong men pass out from the sight of this procedure. I promise this won’t kill
your investment. I’m fully insured. You’ll receive double what you paid for the
girl if she dies.”

“I don’t want money. I want the girl to survive.”

“I do too. I’ve never had one die in my office yet. Do you
honestly want the implant? You could just give her time to understand on her own.
I’ve heard of a few humans who learned to speak rudimentary Alburionian without
an implant.”

“No, I want it. I just had no idea it’d be like this.”

“Human is the only species with such a delicate brain wave
pattern. It changes too much during sleep. I’m going to apply the topical now.
In about five minutes I can drill.”

She flinched as the foul smelling ointment went on the skin
behind her ear.

“Do you want her head shaved? It’s complimentary.”

“No.”

The technician shrugged. “Suit yourself, I can do this
without shaving her.”

He took a clip from his tool kit and pulled her hair away
from the ear. Stepping behind her so that she couldn’t see, he glanced up at
Jul. Jul nodded his consent, his jaw clenched and his hands curled into fists
at his sides as the man flipped his drill on. The girl jerked in the chair at
the noise. Well trained, the technician quickly lunged forward. The girl
screamed in horrific agony, chocking on her tears.

A moment later the man inserted the small incandescent shell
shaped piece around her ear. A long, inky black growth slipped into the tiny
hole the drill had made. The girl howled even louder. Jul cringed. The
sensation had to be unbearable. She screamed until the technician spoke and
applied more analgesic to her wound.

“Can you understand me, human?”

“Y…yes.” Her eyes fluttered closed as unconsciousness
claimed her.

“This is common, sir. The pain and excitement often
overwhelm these primitive creatures. It worked. Time will expand her
understanding, but when she wakes, it should work perfectly. If you have any
trouble getting her to understand, or she seems to be having issues with her
motor skills, bring her back for an adjustment. In rare cases, they don’t work,
but this went well. An annual cleaning and tuning is recommended.”

The man filled out a few forms, and Jul signed them. He
scanned a copy and sent the download to Jul’s personal file. Jul signed for the
transfer of deni and went back to the workroom to collect his slave.

He picked her up and carried her out to the waiting
transport. He sat down, holding the human on his lap. The driver tried to hide
his disapproval, but Jul saw it clearly. He didn’t care, she was his and he’d
hold her close if he liked.

When Madison opened her eyes, she couldn’t stop her scream.
A male and female creature were staring down at her. The pixie laughed, but the
male remained stoic just as he’d been earlier. The pixie rushed off. Madison
gasped when it returned with her evil captor. The man had ordered a hole
drilled in her head. What kind of evilness thinks that torturing another
sentient being is even remotely okay?

“Ah, I see you’re awake. You’ve been asleep for a very long
time.”

“I understand you. What you do…me?”

“You’ve had a translator implanted. I’m amazed at how quickly
it’s working.”

“I to…talk you to tell go home.”

“This is your home now. I’m Julstavius. What are you
called?”

“Madison Edwards.”

“Madison Edwards, this is Uika and Bink. They too are slaves
in my house.”

“No. Madison…just Madison. What…slave me for?”

“If you are asking why I bought you, honestly, I’ve no idea.
Why won’t you look me in the eyes?”

“Woman with chain…tell boy tell me…not look in eye.”

“That woman is my friend Raette. She was trying to upset me.
I’m sorry you suffered for her antics. Ignore what she said. I want you to look
at me.”

“Why?”

“I don’t want you to fear me. I won’t beat you or hurt you.”
He stared deeply into her eyes for a few seconds and then said, “The seers say
the eyes are windows to the mind and heart.”

Vague much?
“Earth…says…almost same.”

More words seemed to be filling in her gaps. She understood
him, but translating the words in her head into speech was challenging.

“I must go into the office. Rex, the man who left with
Raette, he’s my business partner and believe me when I say he’ll be none too
pleased that I’m already late. I’ll see you tonight,
Meekra
.”

She couldn’t understand his last word, it didn’t translate
in her head. She nodded, and he quickly left. Turning, she looked at the pixie
and mute.

“Hi.” They both just looked at her. Maybe they didn’t have
the translator thing. She tried again. “Hi.”

“You are going to be nothing but a sex object. I feel that
it’s beneath me to speak to you.” The pixie’s words shocked her.

Great, a class hierarchy among slaves. Super, looks like
I’m at the bottom. Oh, joy.
As if being a slave wasn’t bad enough.

“I care for Master. I cook, I clean, I bathe, and I satisfy
everything he needs. I wish you weren’t here.” She folded her arms and turned
so that Madison couldn’t see her face. Her little wings kept fluttering,
suspending her eye level with Madison even if she was only two feet tall.

Bathe?
Was the man that lazy? The way the little
pixie said “satisfy” made Madison think of sex. If he already had a sex
slave-maid, what purpose would she serve?

“I wish I was home. It doesn’t seem that anyone is going to
get their wish today. So what does a slave do? We don’t have slaves on my
world.”

The pixie looked shocked. “How do menial tasks get done?”

“Hired workers.”

“Your world isn’t very smart.”

“You suck.” Madison had no idea where she would or could go,
but she didn’t want to stick around for Tinker Bell to insult her.

The word “suck” didn’t seem to make sense to the winged
brat, because she just looked confused as Madison whirled and stomped toward
the door. Suddenly she felt the crushing force of arms around her waist.
Goliath the mute had hold of her.

“Let me go you son-of-a-bitch.” Having her voice back gave
her tremendous courage to be an idiot. She didn’t know where she’d go, but even
sitting on the steps was preferable to staying inside. She just wanted to
feel…normal.

Quickly, she calmed down. She had no idea if the big male
would hurt her, but she didn’t want to find out without Julstavius there to
intervene. If she wanted to go home, she had to remember the bigger picture.
Letting anger distract her wasn’t going to help her return to Earth.

“Okay, jumbo, let me go. Tinker Bell, shut it, I don’t care
if you like me. I don’t have any more say in being here than you do in sending
me away. If you want me to leave, just help me get to Earth.”

The little creature looked slyly up at the big male and then
back at Madison. “You don’t want to stay and pleasure Master?”

“I just want to go home to Earth.”

“I will show you how to be a slave if you promise to leave
when we help you.”

Madison smiled. “I’d be grateful to you forever. You
wouldn’t have to ask me to leave twice.”

The pixie smiled back, clearly satisfied that they were on
the same page. Madison’s heart lightened a bit. She had a cohort in her escape.
It would make leaving that much easier.

“How are you going to help me get back to Earth?”

“No talk of it. Uika do this, get you on ship. I have to
wait until perfect time. Earth woman trust Uika.”

“If you promise you can get me back to Earth, I’ll do
whatever you say.”

Uika fluttered around Bink’s head and whispered in his ear.
He gave no sign of understanding. Madison felt terrible for him. She’d been so confused
and scared before she could talk to and understand these aliens. Drawn forward,
as if by a visible force, Madison reached out, placing her hand on Bink’s
throat. She felt his pain as if it were her own. No visible damage made the
injury and suffering known, but deep inside she felt it.

He gagged and coughed, and suddenly she was under attack.
Uika bombarded her like an angry bee. Bink continued to gasp as the trance-like
state Madison experienced when she touched him ended. Confused, she did what she
could to defend herself from the pixie. It screamed at her, and the sound of
glass breaking and objects crashing mingled with Bink’s choking.

“You bitch.” Uika became woman sized. She was the same
height as Madison now, but much stronger. Madison screamed as Uika picked her
up and threw her against a wall. When she hit the wall, it cracked. Dizzy and
terrified, she felt a moment of relief when Julstavius came running in.

“By the moon and the stars, what are you doing?”

Uika suddenly shrunk down again. “She killed Bink.”

His gasping waned. “N…n…no.”

“How is this possible? How long have you been able to
speak?”

“No…now.” He seemed as surprised as their master and Uika.

Madison’s eyes fluttered closed as she realized that it was
blood tickling her scalp.

Slowly the room came into focus. Madison tried to sit up,
but a wave of nausea caused her to fall back against the pillows. She noticed
it was dark. Somehow, that comforted her. She was glad that this place actually
had a night. A tall form snored quietly in a chair next to the bed.

Madison was thirsty and needed to pee. Earlier she’d seen a
room that could only be the bathroom. She sat up, but another wave of nausea
and dizziness assailed her and she found herself sliding off the bed, onto the floor
with a quiet groan. She didn’t want to wake them up, especially Uika.

“What are you doing?” Julstavius’s voice sounded concerned
in the darkness. Would he beat her for touching the big male? She’d no idea
just a touch would cause him to choke.

“I…I need to pee, and I’m thirsty.”

“You’ve been unconscious for hours. The doctor didn’t know
when or if you’d wake up. I’m sorry Uika hurt you. She was trying to protect
Bink. Why didn’t you warn them before you gave him his voice back?”

“What are you saying?”

“He can speak now. The slavers crushed his throat, that’s
why he’s never been able to speak but could understand. I had no idea. He’s the
only one of his kind in the city. I just assumed he couldn’t form the words.
What else can you heal?”

“That’s crazy, I can’t heal.”

“Bink would like to tell you something different now that he
can speak. Oh, and his name is Rothgorg.”

“I’ve no idea what happened. I just wish I had some aspirin
and a glass of water.”

“What is aspirin?”

“It’s a pill to make my head feel better.”

“Can’t you just touch your head?”

It was worth a try. She put her hand to her forehead,
nothing. “I don’t think it works that way.”

“Let me help you.” He lifted her to a standing position and
led her to the bathroom-like room. “Do you need assistance?”

“I’ll manage. Sorry about this.” Why was she apologizing to
the man holding her against her will? Wasn’t there some kind of syndrome where
you start identifying with your kidnapper? Maybe she had that. “It’s cool.”

The word “cool” didn’t seem to translate, he looked
confused. “Would you like me to warm the room?”

“No…slang, it means it’s all right.”

“I’ll be here.” He sounded very definite about it. She
really hoped he wasn’t going to be listening at the door, eww. She was his slave,
why was he playing nurse? Maybe he was worried if he made Uika do it, she’d
finish killing her.

When she finished, she opened the door. He was standing like
a sentry guarding the entrance. His race was between seven and eight feet tall,
but he seemed short, she estimated he was six feet nine inches tall, still very
tall to her five-five. He led her to the table, and she sat down upon his
direction.

“This hasn’t been an easy couple of days. I’m sorry.” Was
her
master
apologizing to her? “Here, eat this. It will help you feel
better.” He handed her a glass of water and a piece of what appeared to be
fruit.

He mimed taking a bite, and she shrugged, sinking her teeth
into the fruit. She immediately became dizzy. It was taking away her headache,
but she was so tired that her whole body felt heavy, except her head, it felt
floaty, not a great combination.

“I have to know. I’m sorry about this.”

What was he saying? Whatever that fruit was, it left her
helpless. Madison really hated the prick. He’d just pretended to care about her
injuries so he could do whatever it was that he was apologizing for before
doing it.
Not cool.

Julstavius took her arm and held it out so that the crook of
her elbow was exposed. He planted a soft kiss on the skin before he muttered. “I’m
sorry.”

Madison could only moan when he bit her. She was too weak to
scream. Pain radiated out, but as he lapped at the wound, the pain receded.
Suddenly it seemed like her whole body was on fire. Hot and cold rushed through
her, and her pussy contracted in an unbelievably intense orgasm. He pulled her
to him and held her tightly as she came, moaning in his arms.