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“The new Kindred? But he looks nothinglikea Kindred!” Mistress Morebutt exclaimed.
“I…I know. He’s a Dae’mon Kindred,” Ketha panted. “Schulo swore he was properly conditioned, but I don’t…don’t think he is.”
“I’m conditioned enough not to kill or hurt either one of you—be thankful for that, ladies,” Styx growled. “But as for staying here to serve you tea and act as your fucking butler, you can forget about that. I’m leaving.”
“You’ll do no such thing!” Mistress Morebutt exclaimed, putting her hands on her hips. “Howdareyou say such things to me, slave?”
Styx stepped up to the Yonnite Mistress and glared down at her. She might be tall for a female, but he was still two heads taller and massively muscular. He could be fucking terrifying when he wanted to be, and now he turned the full force of his inner predator on her and let his golden eyes blaze with fury.
“Oh…oh dear!” Mistress Morebutt gasped, shrinking away from him as her nerve broke. “Please…don’t hurt us!”
“Told you—that fucking Conditioning Helmet worked at leastthatmuch,” Styx growled. “But don’t fucking test me! I’m leaving now.”
He stepped past her and headed for the docking area where Ketha had parked her little ship. He might have had trouble starting it, since it demanded DNA verification but as it happened, he had the hot little female’s DNA all over his mouth at the moment. He licked his lips, savoring her sweet taste.
He would have no more trouble stealing her ship than he’d had making her come for him.
“Wait!”
Styx turned and saw that Ketha had found her feet and was reaching out one hand to him.
“Wait—you can’t…can’t justleave!”she exclaimed and there was pain and need and hunger in her lovely eyes that tugged at his heart.
For a moment Styx stood there, torn between the Conditioning he’d had that forced him to want to serve her and the need to get away and go back to his old life. He had no urge to stay and be Mistress Morebutt’s butler, but Ketha’s sexual hunger called to him.
Again he was reminded of a woman of his home world—she was surely in heat and he wished he could stay and breed her. And then afterwards, maybe he would cuddle her and lick her pussy some more to make her gush for him again…
What the fuck is wrong with you—get out of here!shouted a little voice in his head—the voice of sanity, Styx thought.You have one chance to regain your freedom—take it!
“Sorry, little girl,” he told Ketha. “I’ve got to be going now. You have a nice life and don’t forget me.”
Then he turned and left before the damn Conditioning he’d undergone could whisper in his ear again about how he didn’t want to leave her.
But even as he slid into her ship and pressed his lips to the DNA sensor wand to start it up, he couldn’t get her moans and cries out of his mind or forget the sweet flavor of her hot little pussy.
7
KETHA
“Istill don’t understand how he managed to take your ship! Did he steal some of your DNA somehow before he left?” Mistress Morebutt paced the floor, gesturing in the air as she spoke.
Ketha was watching her from the couch, keeping prudently silent. It had been several days now but her mother still wasn’t over what she called “The Attack”, though Styx hadn’t laid a hand on her. Mistress Morebutt had been going over the events endlessly, trying to process the “shocking experience” by talking about it nonstop.
Ketha didn’t think it was so very shocking. The only shocking thing about it was that it hadn’t happened to them earlier.
She’d grown up on Yonnie Six taking bodyslaves for granted but even the short interaction she’d had with Styx had given her a new perspective. He’d said that he had his own life and he wanted to get back to it—that was actually completely reasonable. What wasunreasonable,was women like her mother kidnapping males out of their regular lives and making them serve as slaves. Who could blame Styx for wanting to get away?
I just wish he would have taken me with him,she thought wistfully and then had to admit it was a crazy idea. She hadn’t even known the big Kindred for a solar hour and besides, he was amaleand therefore beneath her—wasn’t he?
Ketha was no longer quite so sure about that either. Although she’d been raised with the idea that women were superior to men all her life, Styx hadn’t struck her as an inferior being. Maybe it was because he was so different from all the other bodyslaves she’d seen on her home planet of Yonnie Six. He didn’t grovel or snivel or beg—in fact, quite the opposite. He had held her down and taken what he wanted and made her come harder than she’d ever come in her whole life…
“I mean,howwas he able to start that ship?” Mistress Morebutt’s words broke into Ketha’s guilty train of thought. “Howdid he get your DNA?”
Of course Ketha knew exactly how the big Kindred had gotten her DNA—he’d gone down on her and licked her pussy until she came like a fountain for him. He’d hadplentyof her DNA to work with. But of course she wasn’t going to admit that to her mother.
She shook her head, trying to look perplexed.
“I just don’t know, Mother. Maybe he stole a strand of my hair?”
