Terra
Stone
In
Mistaken
Identity
Chapter
9
Starship
Yakali Kole
Enroute
to the Andraus System
Terra, woke and eyes
slowly scanned the room she was in. She was in the cabin of a ship. She had
hoped that the last few weeks had all been a nightmare, but that she was naked
in the bed and only wearing a slave collar locked about her throat told her
that she hadn’t been. The chain running from her collar to the bulkhead of the
cabin only reenforced that on her. Turning her head to look over her shoulder,
she saw Rafe in the bed with her. Then she remembered, she had been teasing him
how the slave girl should be thankful to her new Master for buying her from
that nasty slaver. Rafe had agreed as he set the navigation computer to jump
into the slip stream to another star system. She had thought she had been role playing the part
of the grateful and obedient slave girl who was pleasuring her Master. But now
she was still naked and chained to the bulkhead like a slave.
She was about to say
something when he rolled her to her belly on the bed and pulled her wrists
behind her to the small of her back. There she felt the cold steel of a set of
cuffs being closed about her wrists securing them in place.
“RAFE! What is the..” she
never got to finish as she felt his hand deliver four swift and hard blows to
her left buttock causing her to cry out. Not that it would do any good since as
far as she knew they were the only two not in a sedated slumber aboard the
ship.
“Master. Not Rafe is the
correct response,” He corrected her. Then left the bed and started to dress.
“Very well, Master.” She
rolled to her back so she could look at him with death stares. “This is no
longer fun or funny. Let me out of this. NOW!” she stressed.
“Terra, there has been
nothing funny about this whole mess going all the way back to where you allowed
yourself to be captured by two inept goons working for the most notorious slave
in five systems.” Rafe turned and looked down upon her laying chained and naked
on top of the covers now. She was a very beautiful woman. And like it or not,
she now was a very beautiful slave.
“That is not fair!” she
protested.
“Life seldom is, Terra.” Rafe
replied emotionlessly.
“Raf..Master,” she
corrected herself. “Please remove these restrains and this damn slave collar.
And give me something to wear.” Then something dawned on her. They had jumped
into the slip stream and not set coarse for one of the Union warships in the
system. And why were they on a confiscated slavers ship and not here where the
Rojas girl and I can have these slave brands removed in sickbay?”
“Orders.” He simply
replied.
“What orders?” puzzled.
“Orders instructing me to
obtain two former Union personnel that had been enslaved. Then to transport those
two slaves and four more slaves to the Andraus system to rendezvous with
another ship where all slaves will be turned over to an agent already in
place.”
“So, you didn’t come for
me?” the pain was evident in her face and eyes.
“I did come for you. And
I called in some old friends and some favors to bring in some heavy back up.”
Rafe sighed.
“The Jutland and
the Hood.’ Making the connection. Rafe had served with the Captain of
the USS Jutland several times over the years. They had stopped keeping
track of who saves who the most times. The Captain of the USS Hood on
the other hand, had stated over and over that he was in the debt to both Rafe
and her for uncovering a plot to destroy his ship and crew.
“Yes, Captain Sutherland
was more than willing to bring the Jutland here and brought in Captain
Fletcher and the Hood here under the guise that it was part of a wargame
that is being conducted. They were even able to make the rally point for their
participation in the same system as Sutter’s World. I was enroute to get you
back from the slavers. Then Fleet Command got wind of it, and someone got the
notion that placing you into certain events as one of the slaves serving there
was an excellent way to observe and gather intelligence.”
“That makes sense and
would be fine for me,” she swallowed hard. “But that is not far to Rojas. She
knows nothing of intelligence work. Look what happened to her trying to find
out about me.”
“Nobody said life is
fair. As far as they are concerned. Marla Rojas is an officer in the Union
Fleet and subject to their orders and assignments. It is felt that you can take
her under your wing and teach her what she needs to know. Her files now show
her as being a full Lieutenant and missing in action. So, she is in this as
much as you are.” Shaking his head, “It sucks, and I don’t like it any more
than you. But we have our orders. Hell! I wanted to go all the way with you as
a guard but that was shot down from higher up.”
Terra didn’t say a word
for several minutes, she had thought that this nightmare was over, but it was
appearing to have just moved into a new phase. While she did not care for her
new life as a slave. But then it was the consequences for her own carelessness.
She had not intended or counted on anyone else being pulled into this. Yet
Marla Rojas had and was now in as deep as she was. But then she had not been
ordered to attempt entry into the slave house. So, she was paying for her own
consequences as well.
“Do you know what the
mission is that I have to be a slave?” she finally asked.
“Intell says that there
is going to be a high-level meeting in the Andreas system. Nina Ritter has been
working undercover with the Cristo Company looking into allegations that the
Company is violating the Union’s Charter. It nothing for certain yet, but she
believes there will be several high level Company officers at this meeting. She
has been tasked with suppling slaves to serve and entertain at the meeting. Nina
requested a couple agents be inserted with the slaves to see what they could
learn. When your situation came across the desk at headquarters at the same
time. That is when I got the instructions to buy four more slaves along with
you two. That way going in the others would think you nothing more that what
you seemed and could not say anything to blow the operations.”
“How fortunate for
Command that I was dumb enough to allow myself to be enslaved then.” Terra
replied bitterly. To make things worse she had to agree that it was a sound
plan. She just didn’t like that she had to be one of the slaves. “But the logic
is sound.”
“I do not like anymore
that you do, Terra. But these are the orders I was given” He neglected to add
that they were just to him. As far as Command was concerned right now she was
only a slave, however, be it a useful and talented slave to be used for their
advantage. Nothing was mentioned what was to happen after this little
conference was over and the slaves no longer needed. He wanted to believe that both
women would be freed and returned to duty. That is what should happen, but what
should and what did were not always the same thing.
“So are you going to keep
me chained up like this for the rest of the trip. Your naked slave girl.” She
smirked with mischievous eyes.
“Well yes as a matter of
fact. This old bucket isn’t fast so it will take six more days at max speed to
get there. The chains were a precaution as I didn’t know how well you would
take the news. I know your temper.” He laughed. “But there are two options now,
you stay awake and be my obedient slave girl for the rest of the trip. That is
not negotiable, you have to stay in the mindset that you are a slave and only a
slave. Or option B is that you go back into the sleep chamber till you are
woken up by your new owners.”
“Not much of a choice,”
she muttered then looked up and smiled. “But I would much rather be your slave
for a few days than getting broke into my condition by strangers, Master.”
Starship
Yakali Kole
Enroute
to the Andraus System
Terra entered the bridge of the ship having
been released from the chain that secured her to bulkhead of her Master’s cabin
by him this morning. The tunic she wore showed as much as it barely covered her
body. But it was the first clothing that she had worn since that day on Romata
III. So, she was not complaining especially since this would be what she would
be wearing or something like it if anything was allowed for her to wear for a
while. There were so many ways that this could go wrong it was not even funny. On
the brighter side she thought, the tunic was very thin and open at the bottom,
so it was like wearing sexy lingerie while she pleasures Rafe. Oh, Master not
Rafe as she was supposed to think of and refer to him now.
Making
her away across the bridge. It was hard to consider this a bridge because it
was small and more like a control center. But the ship was run from up here, so
she supposed it didn’t really matter what it was called. She was carrying two
steaming bowls of noodles that she had just prepared for them in the galley.
She handed one to Master then slipped into the chair next to his at the
controls. Glancing over at him and smiling as she ate her noodles. If the last
couple days on this ship with him was what her slavery was to be like. She
might not mind remaining a slave that belonged to him. They had always gotten
along great together when they had time, only there was something more to it
this time.
“Did
you get the quarters cleaned up so we can mess it up later?” He asked without
looking over.
“Yes,
Master.” She smiled as there was nothing but sincerity in her tone when she
called him that.
Without
warning the ship shuttered and the control panel came to life with flashing
lights and alarm tones. Both tossed their bowls to the deck behind them and started
working the controls to see what was wrong and to silence the alarms.
“I am
reading failure in propulsion,” Rafe called out, “we are going to be dropping out
of the Slip Stream back into normal space. Also reading power fluctuations in
the cargo holds and crew quarters.” The latter wasn’t much of an issue. But the
former was, there were five slaves in transport pods that fed off the power system
in the cargo hold. “You had better go check the pods in the hold.”
“Yes,
Master.” Jumping out of her chair and rushing to the entry hatch to leave the room.
The ship rocked violently as it dropped back to normal space tossing Terra from
side to side in the passageway as she made her way to the cargo hold. She had
to use the manual override on the hatch to gain entry. The first pod had been
hers and was empty, so she went to the next. Once she had made sure that Rojas
and the others had power to their pods and life-support, Terra turned to return
to the bridge. It was only then that she noticed another compartment in the
hold that had been closed off. A smugglers hold was what they were called for
hiding smuggled items if they were boarded and inspected. There was something
within it. Putting all her weight into it she was finally able to open the
compartment. It contained another transportation pod hooked up to the ships
systems. Terra quickly checked the read outs to ensure everything was working
as it should. Then she looked at the occupant of the pod. It was another naked
sedated and restrained slave girl. The color drained from her face as she
rushed from the hold back to where Master was.
“DAMN
those Bastards!” Rafe swore as he fought to retain control of the ship as they
slowed even more. “The swore that this ship was checked out from stem to stern!”
Sensing Terra’s returned he called over his shoulder. “Are all the pods working?”
“Yes.
Master. All six active pods are working well and the slaves within are fine.” She
answered in a scratchy voice.
“Six? There
should only be five active, yours is the sixth”
“No,
mine is the seventh pod, Master there was another pod we didn’t know about with
another slave.” As she slid back into the chair next to him and strapped
herself in.
“What
no there are only six total.” As the ship lurched once more. “hold on tight I
have set coarse for the nearest habitable planet. We should be able to make it
there with a little luck.”
“We are
going to need all the luck we can get, Rafe.” She said looking to him. “Where
did you get this ship and who checked it out for you?” Groaning as she was
jerked again the straps on the seat.
“It was
acquired through channels after it was confiscated and refurbished by the Cristo
Company space dock. Why? Hold on the ride will get bumpier.”
“Master,
the slave in the seventh pod we didn’t know about is Nina Ritter.”
I hope that you have enjoyed book one of this
series Mistaken Identity. Terra Stone, Rafe McNally and the others will return
in Book two Marooned
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