Update July 16 2025

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    Tal and Greetings my friends and readers.

    Just a quick note, with the next chapter in the Mistaken Identity series almost done. I have decided to make this a continuous series as much as possible. Mistaken Identity will be book One. Which like my chapters will end in a cliffhanger that leads into the next book in the series.

This next chapter will be the last one in book one. I hope that you will enjoy book two as much as you have book one.

Soon as I finish this next chapter, I work on the Ragenta's Assessment part 2. 

Terra Stone: Mistaken Identity Chapter 8

 I don't have anything new from the my talented friend TroyDM to use for this chapter so I am recycling this image from one of the earlier chapters. Again I can not sing TroyDM's praises enough for the work he has done for me and Tracker of Gor to illustrate our work.

Thank you TroyDM

Terra Stone

In

Mistaken Identity

Chapter 8

 

Receiving and Discharge Area

Quintan Slave House, Sutter’s World

 

          Terra and Marla stumbled behind their handler at the end of the leash attached to their slave collars. Marla was having trouble wondering why they were still being treated like slaves. Had their release not just been arranged? Yet they were still being led through the halls, naked and leashed as collared slaves still. Behind them was another handler leading two more women naked in collars on leashes. They were the two pirate queens, Dito and Baroness. Marla thought to herself that it was justice that they were now slaves after having enslaved so many themselves.

          The irony and poetic justice of seeing the two former slavers being led on leashing to the intake screening as they were measured and recorded for the records of their enslavement was not lost on Terra. As much as she hated seeing any other woman being reduced to being a slave. She didn’t mind seeing those two going thought the same recording process that she and Marla had endured. She even had a wicked smile on her lips at the thought of them being sent to the cell she had been in and at the mercy of the slave Misha.

          Her enjoyment was short lived as her and Marla were handed over to two workers that started going through their papers to ensure they were the right slaves. When that was done, the collars were removed, but only long enough to be replaced with ones identifying their new owner. Again, this was hard for the girl with her to understand but Terra had calculated that the new collars would not be on them long. So, she claimed her young companion as much as she could as they were out processed from the slave house. Once that was done she saw the transport tubes, Terra flinched at remembering the last time she was placed in one of those. But to set a good example, she climbed onto the flat panel of the interior of the tube, rolling to her side as she is given a injection to sedate her. Then she didn’t resist as she was secured in place with clips binding her to the surface that she laid upon. Marla watching her mentor did not resist as she was placed in a tube of her own as well to be injected and secured in place. They looked to one another as the tube were sealed, and the combination of oxygen and more sedative was pumped into the tubes cause both slaves to drop off into a deep sleep.

          The two former pirates watched from their own helpless chained state from across the room as the two that they had been traded for were readied for transport. Their eyes burning with hate as they were the two former slavers were now naked in collars being led on leashes to be branded as slaves.

 

Freighter Yakali Kole, Hanger 25

Space Docks, Sutters World

 

          Mester stood at the boarding ramp to the battered star ship Yakali Kole. The slaver’s man had a bemused look on his face that this was the ship that would be used by the Marine to take the two Union slaves from this planet as it was the one that brought then slave called Terra here to begin with. This had been the ship of Tabor and Cyrus. Cyrus was now on his way as a slave for the mineral mines of Kotorus V. The other minion, Tabor was likely in a holding cell awaiting transport back to Romata III. Neither would be as much of a loss to the operations as the two new female slaves now housed in Lord Quintan’s pleasure room. It would be interesting to see if his Lord kept the two as slaves from here on. Or would he play with them for a time then use their papers as slaves themselves to keep them under his thumb. One never knew with Lord Quintan.

          The last of the cryo-sleep transport tubes were loaded into the hold of the freighter with their sleep slave cargo sedated and secure for their trip. Six slaves in all. Mester had to wonder why the man had wanted four more slaves that he bought sight unseen to be shipped with the two he came for. Those two made perfect sense as they were of his people after all he had come to retrieve them. That the two females had still been very much slaves when they were removed from the house again was not that unusual under normal circumstances. Often people from a slave’s past will show up looking for them, then purchase the slave as that is the only way they will get the female back. Seldom is the slave freed once they have been purchased from the house. Most find after leaving the house that they are now the slave of a former rival or someone they have scorned who purchased them for the revenge of making the slave serve their every desire. Others are purchased by family, the slave thinking that they are being rescued only to find that they were only bought so that their being a slave could not bring shame on their family. Finding that their own family the cruelest owners of all as they are often treated worse than a slave might normally be treated.

          No, theses were Union military personnel. These two slaves were officers in that service. It had not happened often, but in the past, not only had the slaves been freed once they had been purchased but there had not been any additional purchases of slave at the same time. Yet that is what had just occurred. But then there was nothing normal or usual about this matter. The value to both sides of the slave Terra was a major factor in the whole situation. Lord Quintan had seen a an opportunity to capitalize on the slave’s knowledge to sell her to interested parties for a obscene sum. The Union officials wanted her back for the same reason. The young slave has been collateral damage. Being the right sex in the wrong place where she should not have been. If it had been a male that had been caught attempting to sneak into the house. They would have likely been beaten and dumped in an alley somewhere near the Union Delegations Compound. But she had been a shapely and pretty little thing, so she was collared and branded before being added to inventory. Had his Lord simply given the delegation a price for the two slaves they could have been sold back and the matter done. But he has got greedy and the increased military presence and blockage had cost the house dearly.

          “Is everything ready and the tubes loaded and stored?” asked McNally as he walked up behind the slavers man.

          “Yes, Master Gunner. All six slaves are securely stored and sedated in their tubes in the cargo hold.” Mester turned and extended the paperwork on the transfer of ownership on the slaves. “Here are the bills of sale and papers on all six of the slaves.” Glancing up at the ship and smiles, “I seem to have seen this ship somewhere before.”

          “It will do,” McNally looking the ship over and smiles back. “I picked it up for almost nothing and it gets me where I want to go. I hear that the previous owners will not be needing a ship again.” Taking the offered papers from the slaver.

          “I have to ask” Mester finally spoke up before going. “I can sort of see why the two girls you came for are leaving in tubes. But why the other four slaves? I did not think that your people and government condoned slavery.”

          “They don’t,” he smiled, “But orders are orders and when I get one I say yes sir and get it done.” Grinning as he turns and leaves the slaver’s man, walking up the boarding ramp that closes behind him. The sound of the engines coming to life as they warm up. Inside the ship, Rafe checked on his sleeping cargo of beauties. He could not complain, the additional four slaves were all of extremely high quality and beauty. Before leaving the hold, He turned off the sedation gases to Terra’s tube so that she would slowly begin to revive.

          Within moments the batter old ship lifted from the hanger floor and out of the space dock to angle it’s ascent into the skies above the city and planet.

 

Starship Yakali Kole

20 light years from Suttler’s World

 

          Terra was still groggy as she moaned. She had remembered hangovers that felt like this. Lifting one of her hands to her head. Then realizing that she was still in the tube and should not be able to move her hands or anything else at the moment. Looking about she saw the girl Marla still sedated and restrained in the transport tube next to her. Lifting her head and seeing that all her own restraints had been released then slowly pressing her fingers to the clear lid to her tube pressing upward. The clear cover of the tube opened. Sitting up she was well aware that all she wore was the collar of a slave still locked about her neck.

           She swung her legs over the side of the tube and sat up, not moving for a moment as she gathered her wits about herself. Looking around she swore to herself, she knew where she was. This was the same ship that brought her as a slave to Sutter’s World. But how? Then Terra noticed that there were a total of six occupied slave tubes counting hers. Slipping off the edge of the table she walked over and checked the other five tubes. Marla’s was working properly, and she was lost in a drugged sleep. As were the other four slaves in their tubes. So why was she awake and not restrained? Her mind was racing with all the possibilities for those two things. Glancing about once more she found a strip of silk that she wrapped around her waist to cover herself a little with. There was still no question that if any saw her they would see her as a slave. But that could not be helped.

          Slowly making her way to the hatch out of this cargo bay. Terra pressed to panel and the hatch slid open. The metal deck was cold under her bare feet. Not to lose her focus, but try as she might, Terra could never remember walking though the passages of any start ship bare foot before. Then again she had never walked through one wearing only a rag about her hips and a collar locked on her throat either. But the was the first time for everything. Now she had to find a weapon and her way to the bridge of this vessel. She discovers a hatch marked as an armory, but it was locked. She did, however, locate the ship’s galley, where she borrowed a cooking knife that was fairly sharp. It was primitive, then again she looked like something out of a bad jungle girl story at the moment.

          Knife in hand she finally made her way to the bridge, she winced as the hatch slide open. There was a man with his back to her sitting in one of the control chairs before a viewing screen.  Terra stepped into the bridge with the knife held ready for a fight.

          “I was beginning to think she was going to lay around in the hold all day, Terra,” Rafe laughed from the control chair at the front of the bridge. “Why don’t you come up here and take the second seat before you cut yourself with that knife.”

 

 

         

 

 

 

Terra Stone: Mistaken Identity Chapter 7

 Artwork by TroyDM

Terra Stone

In

Mistaken Identity

Chapter 7

 

Lord Quintan’s Office

Quintan Slave House, Sutter’s World

 

          Quintan leaned back in his chair and close examined the man on the other side of the desk. He had to admit that under different circumstances he might actually like this McNally. He was bold and had the look of someone that had been tested in the fires and survived. Then looking over McNally’s shoulder to the two stripped and collared pirate queens who wore only collars, cuffs, and light silk covering. He had to admit they both looked damn good like this.

          “So, when did the Union start taking and practicing the slave trade,” Quintan asked a second time.

          “So, you find them of interest.” Rafe smiled evenly. “I thought you might. That is why I brought them along with me. And officially, the Union does not condone or practice the business of taking and keeping slave. However, there are extenuating circumstances that can make us not look the other way as much as our eyesight not so clear.” He smiled.

          “Would you care to elaborate more?” making a come out with it motion with his hands.

          “As I said before you have two that I want. And I have two that you would like to have back one way or another.” Rafe looked over at Stone and Rojas as they knelt naked chained to their Master’s desk. Both looked to be in decent shape all things considered. “But to answer your questions. Dito decided begging for me to bring her along was better than being turned over to the Jardidians who wished to turn her into a place to lay their eggs and eventually food for their newborn. And Masadones. Somehow they felt that it was better to risk life a slave with you to the long painful death that awaited them elsewhere.”

          “So, you decided to enslave them and bring them with you.” Laughed Quintan as both the pirates stiffened.

          “Quite the opposite in fact. They have not been enslaved. But have accompanied me here of their own free will after having been very informative about many things which they felt myself and those I work for would be of greatly interested in.” McNally shrugged off.

          “And their lack of clothing, as well as the collar and chains?”  the slaver lifted an eyebrow.

          “Well, it might not be strictly by SOP. But given the reputations of these two, another strip search was definitely in order to ensure they had nothing that could be used to free themselves nor to attempt an attack. Given how well you know them, would you transport either of, let alone both of them, as anything but secured slaves?”

          “Excellent point,” the slaver finally conceded after looking over his former two associates kneeling like leashed slave behind the hardened space marine. Both women had proven time and again to be as deadly and resourceful as they were beautiful. Not to mention that they both looked very nice as naked collar slaves on their knees. While they had been valuable to his operations, there were many ways that they could serve him. This might be a new one and a very pleasurable one at that. He smiled as he imagined the pleasant hours breaking each of them to their collars.

          “The blockade that netted these two will surely catch a few more who will affect your bottom line until replacements can be located. And like with these two, we will learn more and more about your operations and how to hurt you.” McNally smiles after having gestured to the two former pirate slaves.

          “I did not think that Ambassador Black had this in him. I underestimated him.” Quintan smiled and nodded back.

          “Oh, you are right. He doesn’t. His instructions are to process any and all request from me and to stay out of my way.” Rafe watched the concern on the faces of the two slaves chained to their Master’s desk. As well as that of their Master. “No, this was something that he just was not suited for as it is not a diplomatic matter.”

          “No,” Quintan leaned back and reevaluating his advisory in this matter. “It is not. But I am surprised that such a matter has been trusted to someone of your rank. If not the Ambassador then I would have assumed that this duty would fall to an Admiral or a Captain of a ship at the very least.”

          “Admirals have fleets to run and functions to attend. Captains have ships to run. Master Gunners take care of what needs done.” McNally said evenly and coolly.

          “And what is that needs done, McNally. And other that I know you have some connection to this slave,” reaching down and playing with Terra’s hair like she was his pet. Smiling with an evil gleam in his eyes. “But why did they send you? And how were you so sure that I had these slaves”

          “One of the fools that snatched the wrong woman to fill their slave order.” Pointing to Terra. “I man called Tabor. Oh who is now in the custody of the authorities on Romata III, told us who he sold her to when he was captured. And they didn’t send me, I came on my own.”

          “You are trying to tell me that a warrant officer arranged all this?” the slaver laughed.

          “Let’s just say I know people. And when I start calling in markers and favors. Things happen.” Rafe smiles and held his hand out to the side in a what can I say type gesture.

          “Why she is just a female and now just a slave?” not able to comprehend what was happening and how this man was doing all this or why.

          “To you she is a slave, nothing but a piece of flesh to be traded or sold,” looking to Terra first then the Rojas girl. “To me it is personal as they are my people. So we are going to do a little old-fashioned slave trading. You are going to give me those two slaves chained to your desk and I will give you the two slaves that I have with me. Even swap.”

 

          Terra looked back and forth in disbelief. They were talking about her and the others as if they were not even in the room. Or as if they could not understand what was being said. As if they were animals or pet, then sinking in finally, or slaves. She looked at the two pirate queens on their chains. She didn’t want to be a slave for the rest of her life and certainly didn’t want this naive girl who had been trying to help to be a slave as well. But she didn’t want to wish that on anyone else to take her place. Then she looked at the two leashed pirates again. How many other people had those two delivered to Quintan and others like him to be sold as slaves. How much pain and suffering had they caused. Both looked as if they were undefeated still as if they were just waiting for this to be over and the collars and chains removed. Did they actually think that Quintan would free two slaves he just traded for?

          “No, not even by far.” The Slaver replied. “While the young one is pretty and would bring a fair price on the block just for being a pretty slave. The other is far more valuable. Her beauty alone would bring at least twice that of the young one. I would say ten gold minimum. But there are those who will pay hundreds or perhaps thousands for her, not for her beauty but for her and for what is in her head for them to drain and use to their advantage. So, no deal, but I will make you a decent offer for your slaves. Say four gold for the both of them?” He smiled.

          “YOU SON OF…” The Baroness had screamed at the slavers offer as she lunged at him with her shackled wrists outstretched. But she was jerk back by the leash on her slave collar, and the collar sent a series of jolts of energy into her body causing her to squirm and scream in pain on the floor at the feet of the Marine. Dito on the other hand had only stared at the slaver with a look of don’t lower your guard as I will kill you.

          “Four gold for both?” McNally laughed, “Not that I could collect it. But there are bounties on their heads for a thousand times that, each.”

          “I thought you said that they were to be executed?” smirked the slaver.

          “Oh, they would be after they were turned over for the gold. It truly surprises me that as cunning and resourceful as these two are. That they haven’t figured out a way already to fake being captured to be turned in for the bounty on them. Then have a prison break already in place to get them back out.”

          “Thank you,” Dito smiled noting what she took as a compliment. Then icily adding, “Master.” While at the same time Baroness, was still curled up on the floor recovered as she sobbed. She did not care for the punishment that she had used so freely for her amusement on others. McNally glanced over and nodded to acknowledge.

          “A point well made,” Conceded the Slaver. “You have a counteroffer?”

          “Same as before, plus I will have the blockade removed and you can resume business.” Holding up a hand to signal that he was not finished. “This blockade does not just effect your operation but everything that is going on here. Rumor has it that there are a lot of shady dealings happening on Sutter’s World.”

Damned this man Quintan thought. He was right while the blockade had affected him.  It would only be a matter of time before those who came here to broker under the table deals would stop coming and that would cause his cousin to cry even more. And he was also correct about the kings random offered in bounty on the two wore the collars and leash that he controlled. But he could not just give in right now. Not letting this damnable Marine win in his own house by setting the terms.

“Fine for the two slaves you have, recall your ships,” pausing for a moment more before finishing. “And 50 gold for each of the slaves I hold.” Smiling thinly.

“How about I agree to the first two terms and 50 gold for the both of the slaves. They are still new to their collars and mostly untrained.” McNally smiled and countered. Terra could not believe that he was bartering for her with this man.

“Done.” Quintan growl bitterly. With a hand he waved for Mester to take possession of the two slaves who were former associates of his.

“Before you have any funny ideas of a double cross. If I do not signal the USS Chesty Puller in a quarter of an hour. Then four Iwo Jima class assault craft will be launched to raid this facility. But if you don’t believe me, then call my bluff” McNally smiled and shrugged. “Now if you will have those two slaves,” pointing to Terra and Marla, “placed in transport tubes and delivered to my craft.” Reaching into his tunic and pulling out a bag of coins and tossing it on the desk in front of Quintan. “Our business will almost be done.”

Quinton picked up the sack of coins in one hand and nodded to Mester to have two more of his people unfasten the two slaves from his desk and removed from the office. Terra looked back over her shoulder as she was led past McNally. Once the door closed behind them.

“Almost with done? What more can you possibly want from me?” looking up from the desk.

“I have been instructed to acquire some addition slaves from you. If you count the gold in that bag. You will find it holds 150 gold doctras. I would think for the additional 50 doctras I should be able to get at least 4 more quality slave girls.” Holding up a hand to the slavers. “I am not at liberty to say. I will trust your judgement in the 4 slaves you give me to be of good quality. But they will need to be delivered to my ship with the other two in transport tubes.”

“You said that there was 150 doctras in the bag.” Dumping it out on the desk and counting it. Finding that was the exact amount. Then looking up at the smiling Marine.

“Yes, 50 for the first two slaves, 50 for the 4 additional slaves, and the other 50 for let’s just call that a processing fee so that all records and data on all the slaves is transferred with them.” Rafe smiles then his eyes went cold. “Also this will be the end of this. If you ever try to come back later and file claims of ownership over any of the slaves that I just acquired from you. Or any of your people do. I will personally come back here and burn this place to the ground with you in it. Do you understand.”

Quintan leaned back in his chair looking at the pile of gold coins on the desk then to the Marine standing on the other side of the desk. He had dealt with many people from many cultures and worlds. He had learned to read then their body language and the tone of their voices when they spoke. The man before his stood like a statue and his words were spoken calm and evenly. That alone would have been enough to taken him seriously. But, that he had somehow managed to sortie several warships to assist him in rescuing two of his people. That was unheard of. Yet he had done it. So again, He had no reason to doubt that this man would do just what he said he would do. It was not a boast or ideal threat. If was a statement of fact.

“Mester, select four slaves form the top tier of the next auction lots. Have them delivered to Master Gunner McNally’s ship with the other two slaves and all documents and data we have on all six slaves transferred with them to his ship” He order his assistant.”

“I think that concludes our business then, Lord Quintan.” Touching his brow in mock salute McNally smiled and turned to the door to leave. Then stopped and looked back, “I don’t expect that I will be seeing you again. Will I” Turning back to the office door and leaving to return to his ship.

“Mester, I sincerely hope that we never see that man or those two females ever again.”

 

 

 

         

 

 

 

 

Terra Stone chapter update

 

Terra Stone Update:

 

Tal and greetings everyone.

I apologize for the delay in posting the next chapter in Terra’s misadventure, but I have been taking this one slower as I am already working on her next adventure in my mind and setting the stage for it. I will tell you that Terra will be joined by Rafe McNally and the lovely newly promoted Lieutenant Junior Grade Marla Rojas. But for more you will have to wait and see.

 

Some of you may have notice the two female pirates that were introduced in the last chapter. A little easter egg that you may or may not have noticed was that both of these women were based on historical female pirates.

Dito was also know as Elissa. She was Phoenician and was active around 800 BC. She was the legendary founder of Carthage. And some considered her a pirate as legend has it that she was involved with leading sea expeditions, raids, and the kidnapping of a large group of women.

So you can see why I chose her for one of my pirate slavers.

The Baroness is a combination of two female pirates from the Golden Age of Piracy.

Christina Anna Skytte was a Swedish Baroness who between 1657-1668 was said to have joined her brother who secretly owned a pirate ship. They raided shipping on the Baltic Sea and fled the country before capture.

Anne Bonny also known as Ann Fulford. Many of you may know of her if you ever watched the series Black Sail which she was one of the pirate portrayed in the series. She was English and joined the crew of Captain Jack Rackham in 1720 and served with another female pirate named Mary Reed both were captures in 1720 and claimed to be with child to avoid execution and later escaped.

 

So there is a bit of history for you. I try to toss in little easter eggs when I can. If you see one let me know.

I will have the next chapter done and posted no later that Sunday. Enjoy