by D. R. Rosier
She leaned down and kissed Bill awake. She really enjoyed the feel of his body against hers. She needed to explain what was going on. Then she needed to board that ship and download all their records, learn what had happened. She caressed his cheek when he awoke and explained about everything. Being betrayed, fleeing to his world in random chance, her thoughts of what happened and the probable slavery of a gentle compassionate race.
She would give him the choice to stay, but she already knew what he would decide, she could feel his anger grow, and his disgust at the thought of slavery across the universe.
Chapter 4
He had been wondering when the other shoe would drop. Not only was the shit hitting the fan, apparently it destroyed the fan. He was filled with confusion, not used to dealing with so many strong emotions at once. His face was stone but he knew she could read his emotions. His compassionate sorrow that she had lost her whole race, and the anger at the idea of slavery.
Shit, they had figured out it was wrong a long time ago, at least in his country they had. For the most part. There would always be sick bastards but at least it was against the law. He dropped his jaw when she offered to take him home. No way was he letting her go to that ship alone, he was a better man than that, or at least, he thought he was.
“I am coming with you, forget taking me home. Besides, you said you were mine…”
He trailed off and winked suggestively, trying to use humor to defuse so many high running emotions. He wondered if she would understand that though. She was an alien after all. Even if she looked like a super model that actually has tits. He was relieved when she smiled. She was in his head after all, so she would know what he meant by things. Even obscure expressions he imagined.
She opened a slot in the wall and pulled out a uniform, it was form fitting. She also gave him a hand weapon. Looked like one of those mini phasers from the old space shows, where you held it between thumb and forefinger, just squeeze it and it fires.
He asked, “Where’d this stuff come from?”
She arched a brow, “You saw the big warehouses, I am a being, so I need to carry around the stuff not part of me in there that a crew needs. I got all your specifications from my scans and had the new suit built. That is a nerve stunner. If you hit someone with it they will be paralyzed and unable to move for a few hours. The suit itself will protect you from most energy attacks, although not all.”
He smiled in thought which made her arch a brow.
“I am just glad I will be useful in more ways than one, even sex would get old if that’s all you did day in and day out. Humans are jaded that way.”
She smiled, “Thank you Bill, be careful. This avatar is expendable.” She kissed him slowly, “You are not.”
He wondered at her very caring bearing, almost as if she loved him or something already. He was quite fond of her right now but wasn’t that just a little fast?
“Let’s get going, I assume shoot first and ask questions later.”
Ariella giggled and nodded.
Well that was disturbing, a giggling ship. He wondered how much being in a human form influenced her thinking. He was not surprised when she answered his questioning thought.
Ariella said, “Well in my avatar I have human instincts, even humor and all the emotions. On the other hand I still have thousands of years of wisdom and being what I am. So it has an impact on my responses, especially in this form. Also we are not quite so different as you would think. I love and felt loyalty to my crew long before I assumed this form. I get angry and sad, feel hatred, and crave revenge against wrongs. We are more alike than not.
“The Demonae have the ability to control others, especially during sexual intercourse. The Elvii are empaths that can detect emotion, those are the ones I believe are enslaved. The Angilli, who rule this area of space are mind readers. But don’t worry too much, my race can both read minds and emotions, and we can block control as well for the people connected to us.
“But deep down, we all long for security, we all have emotions. Let’s go get that information.”
He nodded and said, “Lead the way.”
He felt his body lock up and freeze, white light surrounded him and suddenly he found himself elsewhere. He almost screamed when he saw his first Demonae, right down the hall. His reflexes saved him as his hand came up and he pushed the button, a line of blue particles struck the Demonae and he fell to the floor.
He studied it. It looked like a demon from earth’s religions or myths even. Red skin, black eyes, horns and a tail. He shivered.
Ariella whispered, “Sorry, I didn’t think. I don’t believe your world has always been so alone. A lot of the pictures you have in your head of legendary races are actually real beings inhabiting the universe.”
He shook his head and grimaced. Hell that was going to take some getting used to. What’s next, a fucking elf maybe?
He heard Ariella giggle then say, “The Elvii.”
Oh hell.
They made their way to the bridge on this vessel taking out the crew as they went along, never meeting organized resistance. He figured either they couldn’t teleport, or for some reason forgot that Ariella’s race could. He stopped stock still as they came across an open area. It looked like a mess area, tables and chairs set up randomly in the big room.
She was blue, a light blue like the ocean off of a tropical island. Her hair was a darker blue and ran down her back. She had golden eyes and a curvy body with perfect B breasts. She was stunningly beautiful to him despite the strange coloration of her skin, she was also naked.
He felt raw anger however instead of lust, as she was in chains hanging by her wrists from the ceiling. Her body was covered in welts from a whip. He wanted to rip apart the ones responsible for such cruelty but they were not in evidence. They probably reported to their stations when Ariella contacted the ship. He ran over and took her unconscious form down from the chains and looked up to Ariella.
“Send her to the ship, we can’t leave her here,” his voice was determined.
Ariella said, “Lay her on the floor carefully,” her voice laced with both anger and compassion.
Bill lay her down on the ground and when he stepped away she was surrounded by lights, then she disappeared.
Ariella said, “She is in the med bay, it will fix her up. We can check on her when we get back.”
He just nodded. His face a mask he started off again toward the bridge. He had always been a good shot, grew up with guns in the house and his father taught him respect of them, and how to shoot. But to his surprise he was not missing, not once so far. Just what were the enhancements she gave him? He would have to ask, but later, once this was done.
He knew cruelty like what he saw happened to this day on earth. He tried to put his thoughts in perspective. He didn’t know anything yet, but all he knew was that woman looked really messed up. It had brought out his protective instincts but he would be cautious until he knew more. They made it to the last short corridor leading to the bridge. They were returning fire from there but when he was hit nothing happened.
Apparently their energy weapons were of the kind that was blocked by the suit.
He watched as Ariella simply walked in and started shooting them. The last two realizing their weapons were useless rushed at them. Their clawed hands looked dangerous but he managed to take them both out before they closed the distance. He wondered at how effective the two of them were, and how an entire race of Ariella type beings could fail.
She said, “This is a weak scout ship, and it doesn’t house their best warriors, not even by half. Plus I am amazingly effective right now mostly thanks to you and the energy you provided. Like I said yesterday, yours is much more potent than anything I have ever run across.”
He just nodded and watched as she injected something into one of the control boards.
She said, “It will allow me to download the data into my mind and access it at will.”
Then they were surrounded
by swirling white light again and appeared back on their ship. No, back on Ariella he corrected in his mind.
He watched as the beautiful avatar got lost in thought, his determination to help growing as her face saddened. After a time she looked up at him, unshed tears in her eyes.
Ariella said, “My worst fears have been verified. The Angilli Empire in fear of losing their dominance in the universe attacked the peaceful Elvii. They were worried about their numbers and how far they were spreading. Made them their slaves.
The Demonae seem to be a favored subclass within the Empire. They use their control powers to put down any revolts for the Elvii that manage to overcome their natural aversion to causing pain in others.
“The Orlii are involved as well, though they are little better than slaves themselves. I am ashamed to say some of my kind sided with the Angilli emperor when we were on our way to stop this travesty from happening.”
He took her in his arms as she continued, she was almost sobbing now, “They killed most of my people, as we were known as protectors of all the races. We did not want to rule, but kept an eye on things, preventing cruelty. Once our race was mostly gone the emperor turned on the few traitors and killed them as well. As far as history is concerned I may be the last of my kind.”
He felt her head shake a little against his chest, “I am sorry for dragging you into this, it is not your concern. I can take you home if you wish. It is too much to ask of you.”
He thought about it, this wasn’t his responsibility. But he knew that was the fear talking. He wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he abandoned this ship now. He also grew angry at the thought of a whole race of blue beings being used as slaves across the universe. He would help.
He heard her gasp as he decided and smiled. He played with her long luxurious hair and heard her say, “We need more crew, mostly for when we board other ships. Also I know you have hesitated to ask because of me being upset right now but I will tell you about the enhancements.
“One you already know about. Well two counting this.”
He felt her grope him.
Ariella said, “So in addition to the immunity to Demonae control. You are a bit faster and stronger than you were. Your reflexes are about twice as fast. Your spatial awareness is heightened, that’s why you didn’t miss with your shots earlier. There is one more thing. I am not sure how you will take it though.”
He asked his voice patient and soft, “And what would that be baby?”
She smiled at his endearment, “Well, I am twenty five thousand years old, and I am still young.”
He knew she was nervous so he encouraged her, “Yes, and the enhancement?”
She sighed. “If I were to die, or be separated from you too long you would grow old in a normal human lifespan. As one of my crew however, you will live as long as I do.”
He felt chills run up his back and said, “And how long is that?”
She said in a questioning soft voice, “Oh, half a million years or so I’d imagine, if I make it to old age anyway.”
When he finally found his voice he said, “That’s quite a long time, good thing we get along…” He just kind of trailed off.
He knew he didn’t understand the implications yet, the only thing he could think of was that was going to be an awful lot of great sex. He snorted. Then he grinned, better get started with it.
He pulled her into a tender kiss and reached for the zipper on her uniform…
Chapter 5
Gwen woke up in a strange place. She felt… No pain whatsoever from the whipping, how can that be? She looked around and gasped at the being sitting on the side of the bed she was in.
He said in a soft calming voice, “You’re safe. We got you out of there. Can you tell me your name?”
She whispered, “Gwen.”
He said, “I am Bill, and you are aboard Ariella. The scout ship we found you on is… Gone.”
She shivered a bit. She knew he meant it had been destroyed. She also wondered if he was cruel. His emotions were laden with satisfaction at that fact. But as he stared at her she felt his compassion at her previous circumstances and, a righteous anger at the Demonae on the scout vessel.
She also felt his lust. It was different then the Demonae males who had taken her and used her body. It was much stronger, and more potent.
Frighteningly so. She shuddered in fear, covering herself with her arms even though she already wore clothes.
She felt the lust run out of him and compassion rush in, “What is wrong? You are safe here, I promise.”
She could feel the truth in his words but said, “And when will you take me, use my body? Will I be safe then?”
She watched his face cloud with confusion, and then embarrassment.
He said, “Oh crap, sorry about that. You read emotions right?”
He coughed, “Well umm, I can control that. No one will be hurting you on this ship. In any way. Not even sex unless you consent to it. I can’t control my body’s reactions to yours, but I can sure as hell control my actions.”
As she read his emotions she could tell he was being truthful. This was a strange being, how could he control such lust? She would have blushed had she been capable of it when her body reacted to that strength, all focused protectively toward her.
After all she had never been in charge of anything in her life. This beings restraint gave over that power to her. And despite his weirdly pale colored skin and short ears he was attractive as well.
She asked neutrally, “So how did I end up here?”
She listened as he told her of the last two days. Fascinating, they should all be extinct as she thought about the ship. Then mentally apologized for the insensitive thought. If the stories were true at all, her life was bared before the ship carrying them. As she thought back over the horrors of her life she was ashamed, even though she knew she shouldn’t be.
As she listens she knows she wants to help. No, needs to help. She doesn’t think she could bring herself to cause pain in another, but she must be able to do something. This being from another world cares about her and the plight of her people. It shamed her that she could not fight. But she is what she is. Maybe she could help with planning or something else. She is fair with technologies on ships. She could help there where Bill could not.
Then she felt a little of his lust come back and she was surprised how it affected her this time. Her breasts started to tingle and her core tightened a little as her own lust was stoked. Knowing she was in control and safe for the first time in her life had made a big difference from her first reaction to it. Well, there was another way she could be of help. Ariella needed more crew, and every bit of power might help.
She admitted to herself that even without those incentives to help Ariella free her race. Well, she really wanted to be with this man now. He cares for her plight and rescued her from the nightmare of her life. She knew he didn’t expect anything out of it, or for it. Just freeing her had been enough for this being.
She got up and walked over to the devices on one of the tables. She grinned when she felt his eyes on her backside and the surge of lust. It made her feel in control, and powerful. An emotion she had never felt before. Perversely that made her want to give him what he wanted.
She held up a device and said, “This will allow me to link to Ariella and be a part of her crew? I can’t fight, but I can do other things to help. If you plan to revenge the betrayal on Ariella’s race, and try to free mine. Then I need to be a part of it.
She heard a sexy female voice from seemingly nowhere and everywhere, “Yes Gwen, and welcome aboard.”
She activated the device and felt herself passing out. She didn’t expect that and cringed as she fell. She breathed a relieved sigh when she felt Bill catching her and carrying her back to the bed. She passed out as she felt him covering her up.
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She woke up again feeling great. She also couldn’t feel any of the Demonae conditioning at all. It w
as as if their command power had been cancelled out. She looked around and was alone. She felt a stab of disappointment Bill wasn’t there. She got up and explored around the ship. It didn’t take long to find him sleeping alone in the largest bedroom. She studied his sleeping face for a while and felt the stirrings of lust.
She was still a little nervous, this is what she wanted. But the power of his attraction was still daunting, she sighed and relaxed. He had said he could control it and she believed him. She longed to feel that lust while they lie together, gentled by his regard. She unzipped and removed the uniform they had put on her and crawled into the bed. He stirred as she snuggled against his hard body.
He said, “Are you sure you want this?”
She almost cried at the compassion and concern she felt radiating off of him. She nodded.
She felt the lust rush back into him and wondered if he would just take her. She was certainly ready for it, her center warm, moist and ready. She felt his arms go around her and he pulled her into a soft kiss. She felt her body melt and conform to his, as if by instinct as she returned his kiss. She moaned in need as their tongues met and danced between slightly parted lips.
She was amazed at her body’s response, it had never been like this before, and they hadn’t even started yet, not really. She ground her heat against him and explored his hard muscular body with her hands. She felt him leave her lips and push her onto her back. She wasn’t at all surprised by this, she was in awe of his control, and at his point wanted him to take her hard, she needed it.
Of course, the strange being surprised her again. She felt him kiss down her body. His lips felt amazing against her sensitive skin. She gasped as he stopped to brush his lips lightly across her hardened nipples. She felt him flick her nipple with his tongue, causing pleasure to shoot through her body. She started to moan, her center tightening in need as he teased her other nipple between thumb and forefinger.
She thought it felt wonderful. No one had ever done that for her before. Her old masters were never this gentle. She moaned out when she felt his lips close around her nipple and he softly sucked it into his warm mouth, flicking her sensitive swollen nipple with his tongue. She gasped as her center coiled tighter and then exploded. She felt pure bliss spread through her body. Never before had sex been anything but a humiliating and degrading way for her masters to get off in her.