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“What is this? I chose you six personally.” He moved to the sobbing slave and spanked her ass fast and hard. “Was my order unclear?”
“No, sir,” she whispered. “My body belongs to the crown.” Slowly and with obvious reluctance, her legs inched apart.
“Then show some enthusiasm.” He slapped the insides of her thighs, opening her legs even wider. “If you would rather scrub toilets or wash dishes, I will return you to the trainers. Serving the emperor is a privilege.”
“No, sir. Please let me stay. I’ll do better. I promise.” She rocked onto the balls of her feet and rolled her hips so her pussy was fully displayed.
“Better. But I’m watching you.”
Jevara retrieved his favorite flogger from the rack beside the bed. He swung it a few times as he moved to the side of the bed where Verbet stood. “If this banquet of flesh is my appetizer, what is the rest of the meal?” He swung the flogger and the first girl cried out as the lashes spread out across her ass cheeks.
“My ship has been prepared and I will be waiting to intercept theMadelleas soon as it comes out of hyperspace.”
Jevara flogged the second slave viciously before he looked at his brother. “If you had not taken off six weeks ago, things would not have progressed this far. I needed your expertise and you were not here.” He continued to whip the slaves as he waited for Verbet’s apology. The girls gasped and wiggled, shuddered and sobbed. Jevara watched and listened, his interest gradually engaged by their suffering.
“My trip was unavoidable, as you well know. If we had allowed those ships to reach the rebels it would have emboldened them as never before.”
Jevara knew Verbet was right, but that didn’t ease the sting of today. He swung the flogger again and again, reveling in the jerking hips and quivering flesh of the helpless slaves. “I need ten more just like you,” he grumbled. Verbet was ruthless and tenacious. Jevara had trusted him with many of his most challenging missions and as of yet Verbet had never failed.
“Well, I am here now,” Verbet said firmly. “I will recover the conduits for you. You have my solemn vow on that.”
Pausing as he reached the last of the upturned asses, Jevara looked at Verbet. “Do you understand what you are offering? If you make it a vow, I will be within my rights to end your life if you fail me.”
“I understand,” Verbet assured him. “I will succeed where the others have failed.”
Jevara admired his handwork for a moment as he considered his options. Bright red marks had risen on the asses of all six females. He never took a pussy or ass until his marks were bright upon the female’s flesh. It was tradition and left no doubt in the slave’s mind that he was her master.
The one in the middle was sobbing again. Jevara shook his head, disgusted by her cowardice. There were times when he thrilled in bending untrained slaves to his will, but right now he craved complete submission. He positioned himself behind her and brought the flogger up between her widespread legs. She screamed, burying her face in the bedding as he ruthlessly flogged her pussy.
“Your reluctance offends me. You are not worthy of the royal cock.” He tossed the flogger aside and moved to the end of the chain.
“I accept your vow,” he told Verbet as he pulled the ass cheeks of the first slave apart. Her pucker was shiny, indicating that her body had been lubricated for his use. “And we will seal the agreement with the spilling of cum.” He positioned himself against the first slave’s tightest hole then thrust his entire length into her waiting body.
The slave moaned like a bitch in heat and raised her hips eagerly. Now that was as it should be.
“Fuck the reluctant one.” He grunted out in between thrusts. “Plow her ass nice and hard.” He reached beneath his slave and tugged on her nipple rings as his hips slammed against her bright red ass. “She has much to learn before she’s worthy of my cock.” Ready to empty his balls and move on to the next slave, he grasped her hips and pounded into her snug passage. “And you, my brother, are a masterful teacher.”
“It would be my honor, sire.” A cruel smile parted Verbet’s lips as he moved toward the reluctant slave.
CHAPTER5
It took at least ten minutes for the euphoric lethargy to subside enough for Ansley to think again. Once her mind reengaged, she was inundated with thoughts and questions. What was happening to the other conduits? Were they being rushed back to the Citadel or were they already being courted? Her mates had said something about—
Her mates? Had that phrase actually materialized without prompting? A couple of mind-blowing orgasms and she was ready to let them control the rest of her life?
“Seriously, Ansley? I thought you had more backbone than that?” she whispered to the shadows.
But the questions remained. Jobek and Tandor had said something about an Earth-reared conduit who was bonded with their boss. Were the Still Water conduits now under her protection? God, Ansley hoped that was the case. Only a female who grew up on Earth could understand how strange this all felt, how unnatural.
Eden’s image appeared in Ansley’s mind. Her best friend was almost as outspoken as Ansley. Eden was the one most likely to be defiant. The ship’s commander was Tandor’s brother. Would he discipline Eden if she acted out? What about Kendra? It took longer to get her angry, but once she unleashed her temper, there was no stopping her. Ansley sighed. She needed to get back to her friends, to make sure they were okay.
Unable to sit up completely without putting pressure on the anal trainer, Ansley arranged the pillows under her shoulders and reclined on her side. She grabbed a fringed throw off a nearby chair and covered herself with the blanket. What in the world should she do about Tandor and Jobek? They were determined to seduce her and she didn’t know how to fight them off.
Fight them off? That was pride talking, not logic. Despite her anger and frustration, she still wanted access to her power. And having sex with them was the only way to accomplish what she wanted. She went a step deeper. Submitting to them was the only way they would consider having sex with her, so the true cost of her freedom was submission. That seemed like a contradiction, and yet it felt true.
How the hell would you know what is true? Everyone you know has lied to you, her inner voice mocked.
The males returned a few minutes later. Ansley perked up, hoping Jobek would remove the anal trainer. Instead, both men stripped down to their clingy undergarments and joined her on the bed. Tandor rested against the headboard and drew Ansley against his side. She went willingly, more than ready for a little comfort. Jobek sat at the foot of the bed facing them.
