As I sat there and finished my food I listened for sounds of whatever had triggered the alarm. There could have been a lot of reasons and I wasn't sure if this was an opportunity to escape or not. One thing was sure, I wasn't going to waste good food or an opportunity to drink while I had it.
I ate faster, wolfing down what was left and then quickly got myself another drink and chugged that down too. It wasn't the most ladylike behavior but I had no audience so I wasn't going to worry.
The moment I'd finished drinking I hurried out into the hallway and looked for the cockpit. Padding as quietly as I could I made my way closer. Alarms weren't blaring any more but I could hear him pushing buttons and swearing as he clearly tried to sort out some kind of problem.
I couldn't see exactly what was wrong but it was clearly something important. From where I stood I could see the radar and the lack of ships on it. Whatever was wrong, it wasn't company. And that meant I had a chance to get away.
Slowly, I backed up, doing my best to keep quiet enough he couldn't hear me behind him. As I moved further and further away I got quicker, letting the noise of his temper as he tried to fix stuff fade into the background.
I was only inches away from the airlock, my hand beginning to reach for the button when the Frentin activated the bonds in my restraints and my hands snapped together. A moment later so did my feet and I almost toppled.
"And where do you think you're going?" he asked, the alarms also now off.
Frack
"I thought you said you weren't stupid."
"I'm not," I replied. "You want to sell me as a slave, something I don't particularly want, and you were distracted. I ate, drank and then came to see if you'd even notice me leaving."
"You are stupid. I have your ship attached to mine. It's locked on tight and acting as a secondary propulsion drive to get us to market quicker. You couldn't have flown that ship anywhere. Not without ripping a chunk out of its side."
I gulped. That was a factor I'd not taken into account. He was right. I'd momentarily been stupid.
"Now, if you'd like to get out of my way. My gralap matrix is broken and I'm pretty sure your ship has a compatible one."
"No, that will make my ship useless. Do you know how much that will cost me to replace!" I moved to grab his arm and stop him from going through the airlock, but no sooner had my hand connected with his skin, than he'd somehow twisted his arm around and grabbed me instead.
With a flick of his wrist and a push from his other hand my back slammed into the wall beside the airlock with a thud that almost knocked the breath from my lungs. Stepping up, he pinned me there, his face an inch from mine.
"That ship and you belong to me now and I'll use it how I please," he said, his voice sounding calmer than I expected.
Again, the close proximity melted something on the inside of me and I found myself equal parts aroused and angry. I couldn't think straight as my eyes were drawn to the lips so close to mine.
"You stole that ship and me," I replied, but the firmness wasn't in my voice. It only made him chuckle.
"And it's not the first time. I need the money and you're going to get it for me as soon as I get both you and that ship to market. So if you think I'm particularly happy about having to rip a part your ship needs out to fix mine, think again. It's going to cost me plenty."
"And what about me? I was in that sector because I needed money. That was all. And now you want to sell me to some screwed up Frentin who will think he can make me do whatever he pleases? Who will literally use my body against my will for the rest of my life."
"Oh, sweetheart, I don't think you understand what Frentin men can do to the women we choose." He leaned in even closer as he spoke, his breath coming out hot against my neck.
Desire rushed through my body, making my thighs clench and my heart race.
"You won't feel forced into anything. You'll be begging for it. Whenever your owner comes to you, you'll become a compliant little kitten eager to do whatever will please him enough to reward you."
As his lips brushed against my neck, sparks seemed to crackle across my skin and my legs went weak. Was this what he was talking about?
I tried to resist, tried not to show how much this was arousing me and sending tendrils of desire reaching through every part of me, but as he pressed his lips firmly against my neck not once but twice, I let out a small moan.
Instantly he chuckled. Then he kissed me again, his hands roaming down my side and toward my hip.
Something in me broke through the haze of seduction and I managed to lift my hands and push them up against his chest.
"No," I said. "I don't want this. I just want to go. Let me go."
"No?" he replied, giving me a little distance, but not getting out of my way. "I don't think I've heard a human woman say that to a Frentin in a long time. It seems, Jet Montrose, you have a good deal of fight in you."
"Please." I looked him squarely in the eyes and tried to ignore the burning blood pumping arousal through every inch of me. "Just let me go."
"I can't. I need your ship parts now even if I didn't need the credits from selling you. It's my survival over yours and I'm not that sacrificial, Kitten."
I bit down on the angry retort I wanted to give. The truth was I'd tried to escape and instead of being angry at me he seemed to be more amused. It was an insight into his mind.
And a part of me also couldn't blame him for what he was doing. The second I'd said no to him he'd backed off, but while it had appeared like I was as happy to give in to the Frentin superpower he's been happy to take advantage of it. It was an intoxicating effect. Already a small part of me longed to lean in closer to him and cozy up.
"Come on," he said, his grip still on my arm. "You can make up for that little attempt to escape by helping me harvest the part I need and then fit it to my ship because there's no way you kept your ship going without knowing how to do this stuff."
I sighed. He wasn't wrong but I hated being bossed around. Another reason I didn't like this man. He wanted to sell me to someone who would do nothing but boss me around.
I couldn't refuse, however. Not while he had me restrained. If I was really lucky it might even give me another chance to escape. After all, we were going to be on my ship and he couldn't watch me all the time.
As I entered the airlock with him I imagined myself with a wrench in hand, knocking my captor out and getting away. If there hadn't been one more problem I needed to deal with it would have made me happy.
It was expensive getting these sorts of restraints removed. And I wasn't going to get paid for the current job. That much was clear. If I was going to escape I also needed to make sure I wasn't about to go from a bad situation to a worse one.
It took a little while to get back to the shuttle platform, but immediately I noticed a similar large carriage to the one I'd used to get to this dome. It was sitting on a section of track out of the way, but as soon as we approached more guards in red hurried over to it and got it moving back onto the main line."Come on, I'll help you strap in," Icaan said, as he also helped me up and into the shuttle in the first place.There wasn't room for every single red guard and my own loyal team of six, but there was a second compartment on this shuttle and a selection of them made their way in there as Icaan got me safely in my seat and then sat down beside me and took my hand once more.The doors slid down again with a much gentler and less noisy motion and then, almost effortlessly and with almost no jerking the shuttle started moving. We
Silence had settled into the room for at least a minute as no one seemed to know what to do or say and my mind slipped into the turmoil it felt. I couldn't be bought by Icaan. Despite our best attempt at bringing in the credits, he didn't have enough.I couldn't help but cry as my fate ran through my head. Despite Icaan wanting me and me wanting him I was stuck as a slave and I had been put there initially by the very Frentin I loved. It seemed so heartless and unfair but there was nothing I could do about it.Although I considered trying to run again, I knew it was pointless. Every man in the room bar Icaan was now bound to keep me here and I didn't doubt Sadisk planned to punish me enough as it was. Shaking, I reached for Icaan, but he shook his head and pulled away.The movement broke a dam as almost half the room started to talk a
"Stop this madness and let my slave go!" Icaan's voice commanded from somewhere nearby. Immediately I opened my eyes, but the baton struck me anyway, catching me in the side. Despite my resolve to handle this with dignity I screamed, the pain as it shot through my torso so intense I couldn't do anything but."I gave a command. Let that slave go!" Icaan yelled and immediately the pain receded and I crumpled to the floor.Tears streamed down my face, the pain still so intense I could barely move. Frith appeared at my side and gently tried to lift me as Brinto and several of the other guards hurried to my side and surrounded me, physically pushing Sadisk and the other men back, but the slave trader didn't appear to want to give up."She's not your slave yet, and she needs to be punished. Twice now she has tried to escape."
Despite Sadisk's declaration that Icaan had abandoned me, I still didn't want to believe it. And it seemed neither did anyone else. No one moved."Come here, slave. I will begin by dealing out your punishment for escaping your masters and costing them a significant sum of money to have you returned.""No," I said, "Not yet. I said I would wait three hours to allow for issues with your transport shuttles. My heart doesn't believe me abandoned yet."Then I shall break your heart as well if need be, but you will learn to obey." Sadisk seemed to produce some kind of baton from somewhere inside his clothes and strode toward me.I moved to one side and attempted to put the sofa between us as Brinto also stepped into the way."You cannot be serious, Sadisk. Those things
The dawn light shone through the window and woke me from an uneasy sleep. Frith immediately looked my way and gave me a nod.I sat up once more but didn't get out of the bed."Do you know how long I've got until the council will have met and decided Icaan's fate?" I asked.Frith pulled out a small device and tapped at it."They're in session now. He'll know within the next twenty minutes," Frith replied a moment later. I sighed. This was the crunch moment. This was the next trial for me to endure.I got out of bed and neatened my clothes and brushed my hair as quickly as I could. I then made sure my pack contained everything that mattered to me and I carried it over to Frith."I know you have no reason to do anything for me, but
As the night went on I still found sleep didn't want to come and I considered giving up. With his shift up, Brinto was relieved by Frith and another of the guards and I listened as they talked quietly before Brinto and his companion left.Frith then ordered the guard with him to wait outside. Although I thought this was a little odd, the guard seemed to think nothing of it and moved into the corridor outside, shutting the door behind himself.It was still dark outside, but the room was lit by enough starlight and lamp light from somewhere that I could see Frith move. He came over to the bed, stopping at the foot of it when I moved."You're awake?" he whispered."Yes. It's hard to sleep when you don't know what your fate will be," I replied, keeping my voice quiet but not bothering to whisper.