“Poison”- Regina finds herself accused of murder. She tries to explain to her attorney how a man who simply goes by the name Poison drove her to commit this atrocious act by leading her into the world of S&M.

    “Poison”

     Written By Justus Roux

Prologue:

Regina jerked when she heard the metal sound of the doors closing. She doubted she would ever get use that noise. She looked up at the woman who was appointed to represent her.

“Mrs. Mitchell…”

“Please call me Regina.”

“Alright Regina, my name is Katrina, I am here to start to put together some kind of defense for you, so I will have to know what happened that night.”

“I am afraid I will have to go back a little further than that night for you to understand.”

“I don’t really need to understand why you killed that woman. I just need to know if you killed her.”

“I killed her, but I need you to know why.” Regina didn’t know why she needed this complete stranger to understand, but she did. She only hoped that Katrina would indulge her.

“Alright Regina tell me your story.” Katrina pulled a tape recorder and got a note pad and pen ready. Maybe this will give her something to use for this woman’s defense. Just by looking at her she didn’t seem like the murdering type.

“I want you to know that I did love my husband Richard, love was never the problem in our marriage. Now, I wish…” Regina’s voice started to shake.

“Here…” Katrina handed her a glass of water. “Take your time.”

Regina slowly sipped the water. “I wish I could go back and stop myself from going to that club. I wish I never met…Poison.”

“Poison?”

“He is the reason I am here and not at home with Richard.”  Regina drank the rest of the water. “I wish…oh damn you Poison.”

Chapter One

Regina parked out in front of the Sweet Agony.  Ever since she heard about this S&M club from an Internet friend she had been dying to check it out.  She needed something more, a little spice in her life. Her life was in rut and she was damn determined to get herself out of it.

She and Richard had been married for ten years. Though he was a sweet man, he wasn’t too adventurous in the bedroom.  Richard had left on yet another one of his business trips. He would be gone for at least a week. Plenty of time for her to have a little fling, play with someone new for a week, then go back to her safe ordinary world.  It would save her sanity, she reasoned with herself.

She had no idea what she should wear to this kind of club, so she just chose to wear her little black dress. She knew she was an attractive woman. She didn’t hide behind false modesty. She ran her fingers through her shoulder-length dark hair as she checked her makeup in the rearview mirror. She was going home with someone completely different than Richard, now the question she had to decide was who. She climbed out of the car and headed over to the club.

When she entered the club she felt her disappointment mount. Leather clad men and scantily dressed women seemed to fill the club. It looked like the set of some cheesy porno movie. She walked over to the bar and sat down. There was no way she was going home with any of these walking clichés. She ordered vodka straight up and glanced around the bar. Her eyes locked with the gorgeous man who was standing at the end of the bar. He was wearing only jeans and a T-shirt, which made him stand out in the sea of leather. He downed his shot of whiskey, his pale blue eyes never leaving her.

He slowly walked over to her. There was something overpowering about him that literally took her breath away. His long, thick, light brown hair had a reddish tint to it and her fingers ached to reach out and grab a hold of a strand of it.

“You aren’t usually the kind of woman that I normally see here,” he said as he sat down next to her.

“I have to admit this is my first time here.”

“First time…oh I see, curious are you? I like curious.” His voice and the way he held himself were silky smooth.

Regina felt her body heat up, oh yes, this was the man she wanted to bring home. The only bad part was that she only had a week to explore every inch of his six-foot frame. “My name is Regina.” She smiled at him.

“I am Poison.”

“Poison? That is certainly an interesting name.”

“Well, it’s the only name I go by here.” His attention went to the woman who just walked in. She was clad in a leather miniskirt and a bra, she was holding onto a leash with a rather large man attached to the other end.

“Tell me, Poison…” Regina tried to get his attention back to her.

“Let me guess you want to play with me. Take a walk on the kinky side for a night.”

“Sounds good to me.”

“Alright Regina, I will play with you, but I am not sure you are ready for me.”

“Confident aren’t you.”

“Naïve aren’t you,” he replied. “Let’s go back to my place.”

“No, I was thinking more on line of you coming back to my place.”

“Afraid I can’t do that, Princess. Suburbia isn’t my thing. Come with me to my place or find another playmate.”

Regina thought quickly. This man excited her, something she hadn’t felt in years. “Alright let’s go.”

He escorted her out of the club and to his black corvette.

“What about my car?”

“You can come back for it in the morning.”

Without giving it a second thought she climbed into his car and they took off down the road.

***

Poison didn’t say a word all the way to his apartment. This made Regina a bit uncomfortable. They walked into his apartment, she barely had time to look around when he grabbed her by the arm and led her to what she thought was going to be his bedroom.

“Oh, my God!” Regina exclaimed when they entered the room. She tried to get him to release her, but his grip on her was tight.

“What’s wrong, Princess?” He laughed.

“What the hell kind of room is this?”

“My playroom, don’t you like it?”

“No, it looks like some sort of torture chamber.” Her eyes darted everywhere. All sorts of strange contraptions, restraints…her eyes darted to the wall where whips, crops, metal objects and too many other strange things were hung.

“You went to an S&M club to pick up somebody and now you are shocked when you see a well stocked playground…” He burst out into laughter.

“Let me go.” She struggled.

“You want to play with me, so let’s play.” He dragged her over to a metal post then secured her wrists behind her. He stepped back and just looked at her.

Regina didn’t like the cold metal against her back or the clanging noise the handcuffs made when she tapped the metal post. Her arms felt odd being pulled back like this.

“First things first,” he said, walking over to her. He pulled out a pocketknife and smiled as he watched her tremble. “Let me guess, you are a bored housewife whose husband spanks her. He is gone either out with the boys or on some long, dull business trip.”

“What are you going to do with that knife?”

“Mmm, there are many possibilities isn’t there. Are you scared Princess?” He used the knife to cut her dress from her body. “Nice.” He snapped her garter belt. “Came all prepared didn’t you. Black panties and bra, silk black stockings, mmm…even black stiletto shoes, how thoughtful.” He cut the straps to her bra then yanked hard removing the rest of it from her body. He lowered the knife and cut her panties then pulled them off. “I think I will leave the stockings and this garter on, and oh yeah leave the shoes on too.”

“We need a safe word,” Regina’s voice trembled.

“We do?”

“There is always a safe word.”

“Between lovers perhaps, but I am just a stranger to you.”

Regina trembled, what in the hell did she get herself into. Would he really hurt her or was this part of his game?

He squatted down in front of her and took her nipple into his mouth. His tongue flicked rapidly over the tender flesh. Regina moaned loudly and moved her arms, banging the cuffs against the metal bar. Her clit tightened as his tongue swirled around and around her erect nipple.

“Ahhooowww!!” she cried as he bit down. “That hurts, that hurts.” She squirmed. Her body shuddered when he gently suckled on her sore nipple. “AHHH!!!” she screamed when he bit harder this time. “Stop, please stop it!”

He slowly rose up and cupped her chin. He kissed her hard forcing his tongue into her mouth. The intensity of his kiss made her dizzy. She sighed when he stopped and walked away.

“I will start slow, Princess.” He pulled his shirt off revealing his hard muscular upper body. He walked back over to her. “On your knees.” He glared at her when she stood there. “Now!”

Regina jerked back at the sound of his angry voice then slowly went down to her knees. It was awkward to do with her hands behind her back, but she did it.

“Good girl, next time I will cane you if don’t comply right away.” He walked behind her and lowered a hook from the ceiling. He attached her handcuffs to the hook then raised it into the air, forcing her arms up, pressing them against the metal pole.

“Ouch,” she snapped.

“Quiet!”

She heard him remove his shoes then unzipped his pants. She looked up at him, he was completely naked now just standing there holding a thin wooden cane looking at her. Her eyes went to his cock. It was hard, thick, large…she licked her lips in anticipation.

He pulled a chair over and sat down right in front of her. He spread his legs and began stroking his cock. “Want to suck on my cock don’t you?” He slowly stroked his cock. “Don’t you Princess?”

Regina winced when he struck her with the thin cane.

“Don’t you?”

“Yes,” she said quietly. Her pussy grew wetter and wetter.

“Of course you do that is why you followed a strange man home. Yeah, you want me to stuff that mouth full of my cock. You want to suck and slurp until I come down your throat. But that won’t be enough will it Princess? Oh no, then you will want me to stuff that pussy full of my cock. Mmm, that wet pussy being pounded with every last inch of my hard cock. That is what you really want isn’t it, Princess?”

“Yes…yes…” She was breathing harder. She wanted him so badly that it made her pussy sopping wet. She jerked when he hit her with the cane again and again until her thighs grew red.

“Open your mouth,” he said, stroking his cock faster. “Do it!”

Regina slowly opened her mouth.

“Wider.” He struck her with the cane.

She opened her mouth wide.

“That’s it, Princess. Now keep that mouth open, I want my cum to drip from that sweet mouth.” He stroked his cock faster and faster until his cum spurted into her mouth. He slowly stood up and kicked the chair away. He walked over to the wall and pulled down a large dildo. He went back to her and shoved it into her mouth. “Show me how you will suck my cock.”

Regina sucked on the rubber dildo as he slowly moved it in and out of her mouth.

“Mmm, you are so eager.” He watched her for a few more moments then removed the dildo. “You’ve made my cock hard again, good girl.” He pulled on the rope lifting her arms up higher as he pulled her to her feet. He lifted her up and rammed his cock deeply inside her, enjoying the way she wrapped her legs around his waist and started riding him frantically. He watched her face as she came then slammed his cock into her again and again until he came.

“Mmm, good girl,” he said, licking her lips.

She unwrapped her legs from his waist and he slowly eased her down to her feet. He unhooked the cuffs then walked over and lay down on the water mattress he had on the floor.

Regina started to walk over to him but he lifted his hand signaling her to stop.

“That’s enough for today, Princess. You know where I live if you want me to take you further. What just happened was merely a small baby step. Now get out.”

“But…my clothes…my car…you drove me here.”

“Grab my shirt and put it on. The rest is up to you to figure out. Now get the hell out.”

Regina grabbed his shirt and put it on. She grabbed her purse from the floor and hurried out. She made a mental note of his apartment number then used her cell phone to call a cab.

Chapter Two

“I should have listened to the sane part of my mind and never saw him again. Poison used me. The problem is I loved it.” Regina drank some more of the water.

“He treated you like crap. I am sorry I don’t understand.”

“Neither did I, but when I finally got home that first night he was all I could think of. I had to see him again. Maybe it was curiosity—he did say that was only a baby step into his world. I thought I could walk a little further into his world, thought it would be safe. But I was so wrong.

Regina found herself at the door to Poison’s apartment. This time she wore only a simple sundress, white stiletto pumps and nothing else. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Her body started to stir when she heard footsteps heading toward the door. Her breath caught when the door opened and there Poison was standing before her. He had a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was wet and was combed back from his face.

“On your knees,” he growled.

“What?!” She looked up and down the hall.

“Now Princess, unless I need to get my cane.”

Regina came down to her knees in the hallway.

“Good girl.” He took off his towel and grabbed her head pushing her closer to him. He smiled when she took his cock into her mouth. “Yessss,” he hissed, tightening his grip on her head.

Regina took his cock deeply into her mouth as she bobbed her head in a steady rhythm. She heard a man and woman gasp and then their hurried footsteps.

“Mmm, she will suck your cock too, neighbor.” Poison chuckled.

Regina only hurried the woman mumble something then a door slam.

“You liked that didn’t you, Princess. You like to be watched.” He grabbed a handful of her hair and bobbed her head faster and faster, then he pulled his cock from her mouth. “You want to taste my cum…then crawl to me.” He slowly backed up into his apartment as he stroked his cock.

Regina couldn’t stop herself, she crawled over to him.

“On your back and open your mouth.”

She complied quickly. She felt his cum hit her face and some go into her mouth. She went to raise her hand to wipe his cum from her face but he slapped her hand away. “Leave it and don’t move.”

She heard him putting on his pants then the sound of him leaving the apartment. She reached down her hand and began slowly stroking her clit. She needed to come.

“You don’t listen well do you?”

Her hand quickly left her pussy. He had only pretended to leave. How could she have been so stupid?

Her body tensed up hearing his footsteps as he came over to her. He pulled her up to her feet. “Remove your clothes.”

She quickly obeyed.

“Mmm, nothing underneath this time, oh you are so eager.” He grabbed her arm, dragged her to his playroom and led her over to the wall and shackled her to it. He grabbed a delicate looking chain that had three small clamps on it. He attached two of the clamps to her nipples and the third to her clit.

Regina felt a slight discomfort at first then quickly realized if she moved it pulled on the clamps causing her more pain.

Poison stepped back and just looked at her. “I see you understand how this little device works.” He smiled. “I am going out for awhile. I will just leave you like this until I return.”

“You can’t do that!”

“Yes I can and you want me to do this you.” He leaned in closer. “You like the anticipation.” He slowly licked her lips then gave the chain a tug, causing her to cry out. He used his hand to wipe his cum from her face, then he ran his hand over her hair. “Don’t worry Princess I will be back.” He pulled on shirt and grabbed his shoes, then left.

Regina couldn’t help but wonder just how long he was going to leave her like this.

***

Regina heard the door open and a strange sound. She slowly looked up. Her neck, legs, arms…oh her whole body ached from being left hanging like this. She had no idea how many hours had passed since Poison put her here.

She watched as Poison threw a bound and gagged woman onto the water mattress. “Hey Princess,” he said, walking over to her. He removed the chain and clamps but left her shackled to the wall. He walked out of the room and came back shortly with a small silver bucket. He put the bucket on the floor by Regina and grabbed a handful of ice cubes out of it. He rubbed the ice over her sore nipples then her clit. The sensation were strange, yet felt incredible at the same time.

“Who is she?” Regina quietly said.

“Someone a bit further on the journey than you are. It is none of your concern. Now, just hang here quietly like a good girl and I will fuck the hell out of you when I have finished with her.”

Poison went over to the woman lying on the water mattress and untied her arms then undid her gag. “I know what you want, you dirty little bitch,” he growled at her. He stood up and removed his clothes. The woman put her arms straight out over her head and straightened her legs. Poison climbed on the bed facing her feet. He slowly straddled her head and sat down. All Regina could see was the woman’s hands and forearm. Poison kneaded the woman’s breasts through her dress as he sat firmly on her face. After a couple of minutes Regina saw the woman start to struggle under Poison.

“You’re hurting her?!” Regina called out.

“I told you to be quiet.”

The woman started to struggle more violently.

“You are going to hurt her.”

“Be quiet, Princess.”

Poison sat up for a moment, the woman gasped for air, then moaned loudly. This puzzled Regina. Poison just smiled and sat firmly on the woman’s face again this time he started to stroke his cock.

Regina watched as Poison repeated everything over and over to the woman until it seemed like she actually came. He finally got up out of the bed. What surprised Regina the most was when the woman quickly climbed out of the bed and fell to her knees before him. She took his cock into her mouth and sucked loudly. Regina couldn’t look away from his face as the woman brought him to orgasm. All the woman did after that was slowly come up to her feet and leave the room.

“Did you like that, Princess?” He moved closer to her. “She likes breath play. I wonder if you will like that? Don’t look at me like some scared child. I won’t be doing anything like that to you for a while.”  He undid her shackles and lifted her up into his arms. He carried her over to the water mattress.

She liked the feel of his hair against her skin, the way he held her so effortlessly. He carefully laid her on the mattress then climbed onto the bed. He grabbed her legs and placed them on his shoulders as he rammed his cock deeply into her.

“I shouldn’t fuck you, but…mmm, your pussy feels good,” he growled. She reached up and braced her hands on the wall as he pounded his cock into her. She could hear herself moaning and crying out, but she could barely recognize her own voice.

“Ah, yeah, that’s it…oh yeah come, fucking come!” he yelled. He groaned as he came deeply inside her. “Fuck yeah!” He rolled off of her. “Go home, Princess.”

“I want to stay here.”

“I said go home. You want more come back tomorrow.”

Regina slowly got up and went over to the other side of the room to grab her dress. She quickly put it on and turned back to him.

“Go home,” he growled.

She hurried from the room and out of his apartment to her car. She sat there in her car just holding the steering wheel. “Fuck you Poison,” she hissed as she started her car and headed home.

Chapter 3

“The woman you mentioned…” Katrina had her pen poised over the paper.

“Yes, it is the same woman that I killed.” Regina stood up and walked over to the barred window.

“Her name was Jamie Johnson. Did you know that?”

“No…Poison never used her name.”

“Did this Poison kill Jamie?”

“No!” Regina quickly said. “I did.”

“I am assuming you did go back to him the next day.”

“Yes, I did.” Regina looked out the window. “It was too late—he had caught me in his erotic web.”

Regina grimaced when Poison tightened the ropes making her arms and legs stretch even further apart. She had hurried to his apartment first thing in the morning, after she swore to herself the night before that she wouldn’t see him again. Now, he had her suspended in the air by these ropes in the middle of his playroom.

“Today you get to taste my whip.” He smiled at her. He walked over to the wall with all his playthings hanging from it and carefully chose a whip. “I think this one is perfect for you, Princess. Its kiss won’t hurt you too badly.”

Regina shook—she was afraid yet excited all at one time.

“I like that look in your eyes. Oh…it’s making my cock so hard,” he purred as he coiled up the whip.  “I am going to make you fly, Princess.”

To her it seemed like he was moving in slow motion as he whipped her over and over. She tried not to cry out, but the pain begun to be too much. Lash after lash, the pain started to be unbearable.

“Fly, Princess, fly,” he said in a soothing voice. “Go within yourself, go beyond yourself.”

Regina wanted to beg him to stop, but she needed to do this for him. She closed her eyes trying to escape from the pain he brought her. Then…it stopped hurting and she felt herself lifted beyond the pain. She was…flying. She could hear his praise. For a few moments she was lifted mentally to another place. She opened her eyes and screamed out when she felt the pain of his whip again.

“That’s a good girl,” he said, lowering his whip. He dropped it to the ground and went over to her. He softly kissed all over her body. “You will learn to fly easier, I promise,” he softly said as he continued to caress her body with his kisses. “You have done well, Princess.” He undid the ropes and carried her over to the side of the room.

Regina looked down and saw the large cage. She started to squirm is his arms but then quickly stopped, her body was still sore from her whipping.

“I want you to stay in here for tonight.” He nudged opened the door then gently placed her in the cage. A large satiny pillow covered the floor of the cage and it felt good against her hot flesh.

She must’ve of fell asleep for the next thing she knew she was awoken to the sound of heels clicking on the floor. She quickly sat up and saw the same woman from the other night. She watched Poison tie the woman’s hands behind her back, then he stepped back and removed his pants. The woman fell to her knees before him and took his cock into her mouth. Regina felt a pang of jealousy watching the woman give Poison pleasure and yet, she was unable to just look away. Poison grabbed the woman’s head and rammed all of his cock down her throat and held her head to him, keeping his cock deep in her throat. Regina watched as he held the woman like that for what seemed like forever. Eventually he slowly pulled his cock out, the woman gasping for air. He waited a moment then rammed his cock down her throat again, holding her head firmly. He did this over and over until the woman came. He bobbed the woman’s head faster and faster until he came down her throat. Then she simply stood up and allowed him to untie her. She bowed her head to him and walked out of the room.

“Why does she let you…”

“I told you, Princess, she enjoys breath play.” He walked over to the cage and squatted down so he could look at her. “I see the anger in your eyes.”

Regina looked away from him.

“Your jealousy is so hot to me.” He unlatched the cage and pulled her out of the cage. He picked her up and bent her over the cage. He rammed his cock into her, grabbing her hips and driving himself harder and deeper with each thrust. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled forcing her to arch up. She could feel the cold metal of the bars rub against her clit with each thrust of his cock.

“My jealous little bitch,” he growled, pulling her hair harder. “You want my cock all to yourself, don’t you?” He thrust harder. “Don’t you? Answer me bitch!” He pulled her hair harder.

“Yes…yes…oh God yes!!” Her orgasm was so intense she couldn’t breathe for a moment. “Come, please come, honor me, fill me full of your precious seed.” She couldn’t believe those words came from her. But hearing him cry out gave her such a sense of satisfaction that she had never known.

“Oh, good girl…that was such a good girl,” he purred as he bent over and pressed his body against hers. He lay there for a few moments then put her back into the cage. He squatted down and reached his hand inside the cage gently running his fingers through her hair. “My good girl.”

His soft touches and praises made Regina feel complete.

***

She woke up in the morning and was startled at first when found herself in Poison’s playroom. Then she remembered that he had left her in this cage. Her body was sore and she needed to go to the bathroom. She looked around the whole room and he wasn’t anywhere. She gripped the bars of the cage as a sense of panic started to engulf her. She looked to the door when she heard it open up.

“Good morning, Princess,” Poison said as he entered the room carrying a tray with coffee, eggs, bacon and toast. He set the tray on top of the cage and then unlatched it.  “I will be going out for a while, but you are free to go home if you wish.”

“I want to stay.”

“Stay, go, whatever…but if you stay I better find you in this playroom when I get back.” He turned and left the room.

Regina slowly crawled out of the cage and hurried from the room. She found the bathroom, after she relived herself, she went back to the playroom and drank the coffee and ate the breakfast he made for her. Everything tasted so much better knowing that he made it for her.  After she was finished she carried the tray back to the kitchen. His apartment was quite spacious and was decorated definitely to a man’s taste. Everything was neat and clean. She wondered if he cleaned everything himself or had someone do it for him. She slowly looked around his apartment but kept her senses keen, she had to make sure to be in the playroom when he got back.

She went from room to room, finally she found his bedroom. She almost felt as though she was invading some sacred place. Everything was a rich brown color, except for the bed, which was black. She could almost see him lying on the deep-brown satiny sheets. This thought aroused her. His scent was everywhere and she breathed in deeply. She walked slowly over to his bed. She lightly ran her hands over the sheets. She wanted to lie in the bed and let his scent envelope her, but she decided she better not.

She slowly left his room and headed back to the playroom. She didn’t want to disappoint him by not being where he told her to be. She wanted to please him—maybe he would let her stay here with him.

She lay down on the water mattress and just looked up at the ceiling. She slowly removed the robe she was wearing. She wanted to feel the cool air on her hot skin. Her body was so aroused. She didn’t hear him come in until he climbed onto the mattress.

“That’s a good girl,” he said, lowering his head between her legs. His tongue was so skilled it didn’t take long for her to orgasm. As she came down from her pleasure high she felt his teeth scrap against her clit, then he bit her gently. It was a strange sensation, but she arched up and screamed his name when his mouth latched onto her clit and sucked hard.

He sat up on his knees and grabbed her hips, lifting her off the mattress a little as he drove his cock into her. He rode her hard and fast until she was dizzy with pleasure. He kept up this pace until he came. He climbed off the mattress and went to the cage. He opened the door to it and she quickly hurried into the cage.

“You learn fast, Princess.” He smiled down at her then he left the room.  He didn’t need to latch the cage; he knew she would stay right where she was. Regina had no plans of leaving anytime soon.

Chapter 4

“Wait, what about your husband?” Katrina got up and got her coffee from the guard. “Didn’t all of this happen too fast?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“I mean come on…you just met this Poison, spent what maybe three days with him and then decided you are going to leave everything for him? At least that is what it sounds like to me. This doesn’t make sense.”

“I guess it doesn’t, unless you have met Poison before you couldn’t understand. He had a way about him, an aura…I can’t explain it.”

“I am not buying this.”

“I don’t blame you.”

Katrina sat down. “What about Richard?”

“Richard…”

Regina walked into her house. Poison told her to go home and if she came back to him she was going to stay with him. She had a lot to think about. But, looking around at the place she used to call home—it didn’t feel like home anymore.

She slowly walked through each room looking at everything. She stopped by the fireplace mantel and gazed at the pictures of her and Richard.

“Oh, Richard what have I done?” She grabbed her favorite photo of Richard and held it in her hands. Richard’s best feature was his warm smile. She lovingly ran her finger over his mouth. She knew in her heart she couldn’t stay here with him anymore. Her soul belonged to Poison now.

“My soul…” She slowly put the picture back down on the mantel. What an interesting choice of words.

She gathered some of her things and sat down to write Richard a note. Yeah, she knew it was the chickenshit way to tell Richard she was leaving, but she didn’t know if she could tell him to his face. She didn’t want to hurt him; he had been good to her. All she wrote was Goodbye Richard please find someone who will give you all that you deserve, Love Regina.  She didn’t know what else to say.

She took one last look around then left the house. She threw the two suitcases into her car and then headed back to Poison’s apartment. She found herself wiping the tears away the whole ride.

When she pulled up to Poison’s apartment building she saw him standing there with that woman. Regina felt a surge of jealousy. Who is the hell was this woman?  She watched them for a moment and saw the woman hand Poison an envelope, then she walked away. He took the envelope and put it into his back pocket. Regina climbed out of her car and opened the trunk.

“Well Princess, I see you decided to stay with me?”

She was startled by the sound of his voice, even more so when he took the suitcases from her trunk and carried them toward the apartment building. She quickly closed the trunk and hurried up after him.

He didn’t say a word the whole way up to his apartment. He led her not to the playground but to a bedroom. He set the suitcases down and took her into his arms. He smiled at her then kissed her deeply as he held her tightly to him.

Regina felt warm, aroused…safe in his arms and welcomed his passionate kiss.

“Unpack your suitcases and settle in, Princess. I have to leave for a little while.”

She wanted to clutch onto him and beg him to stay for just a little while longer, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. She felt the heat of his body leave hers—an empty feeling slowly engulfed her.

“You will be alright, Princess. I will be back soon then we will play.” His smile warmed and brought calm to her. She watched him leave the room. She went about putting her things away. The bedroom he gave her was simple and yet elegantly decorated. After she finished unpacking she went about exploring his entire apartment.

She was drawn to his bedroom. She slowly opened the door and stepped inside. He was everywhere in this room. Just being in here made her feel as though he wasn’t that far away. She walked over to his bed and ran her fingers over his silky sheets, then she spotted an envelope. Was it the same envelope that woman gave him earlier. Her curiosity overtook her—she had to know what was inside that envelope.  She carefully opened it up and was stun to find a stack of hundred dollar bills. She just stood there staring at the money. That woman was paying him to abuse her?

“No…there has to be some other explanation,” she said, putting the envelope down. She pulled open the drawer to his nightstand, a well-worn black book sat in there. She wanted to look inside, but she just couldn’t, it seemed wrong to invade his privacy like this. But still, the envelope with the money nagged at her thoughts.

She slowly closed the drawer and left his room. She walked over to the playroom and went inside. She was stun to see a young woman locked in the cage.

“Please let me out!” the woman cried, holding the bars.

“Who are you?” Regina hurried over to her.

“I didn’t know he would do this to me. Please let me out.”

Regina looked for the key. It wasn’t in this room. “I can’t find it.”

“Please find it, please before Poison gets back.”

“Why would he put you in there?”

“I wanted to experiment with a little S&M and he came highly recommended. But he scares me.”

“Highly recommended? You paid him to do this to you?”

“Yes…please help me.”

Regina ran out of the room and straight back to his room. She looked in both of his nightstand drawers. She grabbed the black book and looked inside. It was filled with appointments, she looked at today’s entry and sure enough for about the time he left it was written, client ten. She quickly put the book back and looked around his room for any kind of key. She couldn’t just ignore the woman’s pleas in the playroom. She found a set of keys on top of his dresser. She hurried back to the playroom.

“Thank you, thank you,” the young woman said over and over. Regina tried each key, until finally she found the one that opened the cage. The woman quickly put back on her clothes, she hugged Regina then quickly left.

Regina put the keys on top of the cage and just stood there. Her mind was spinning. She didn’t hear Poison enter the room.

“What the fuck!?” he yelled, startling the hell out of Regina. He went to the cage and kicked it hard. “What the hell. Where did she go?”

“I let her out, she wanted out.”

“Of course she did, you stupid…” He raised his hand then lowered it down. “You went into my room, didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

He grabbed her arm and dragged her to the metal post. He shackled her arms above her head then went over and grabbed one of his whips. “Don’t ever do anything like this again, or I will throw your ass out. Do you understand me?” He started to whip her. “Do you?!” he screamed.

“Yes…I am sorry Poison.”

“I will make you sorry. If you wanted to know something about me why didn’t you just ask?”

“I am so sorry, please forgive me.” She felt lash after lash of his whip go across her back. She closed her eyes—soon she went above the pain.

Poison whipped her a few more times and all of a sudden stopped. “You’re flying…” None of his clients ever managed to do this. He knew Regina managed to fly once before, but not like this. He whipped her a few more times then dropped his whip. He walked over to her and pressed his body against hers. This woke her up from her dream-like state.

“I am sorry, Poison.”

“Shh…now tell me what you wanted to know that you were willing to evade my privacy to find out.”

“That woman, the one who likes breath play, she gave you an envelope…”

“She pays me to play with her. She is one of many clients that I have. How do you think I pay the bills, Princess?  I don’t have a wealthy spouse who takes care of me. You are my only possession, Regina,” he purred into her ear.  

“Possession?”

“I want to be your Master. Will you give me the honor?”

“Yes, yes…yes.”

He wrapped his hands around the metal post and pressed his body firmly against hers. She felt so safe and secure with his body covering hers like this.

“You’ve made me really happy, my Princess.” He nuzzled his chin to the top of her head.

At this moment she didn’t care how he earned his money, all that matters was that she was his.

Chapter 5

Katrina just sat there looking at Regina. Something wasn’t adding up. “So this Poison played rough with women for money?”

“Yes.”

“Didn’t this make you angry?”

“At first yes…but most of his clients he went to them.”

“All but Jamie Johnson.”

“And that young woman I found earlier. The time I knew him Jamie was the only one who came to his apartment.”

“Did you ever ask him why?”

“No.”

“Jamie Johnson was a married woman. I suppose you didn’t know that, did you?”

“No.” Regina looked to floor.

“Regina, I want to help you, but I have a feeling you aren’t telling me everything.”

“I am trying to tell you.”

“If you killed Jamie in a fit of jealousy…it just doesn’t make sense. You knew that Poison, basically whored himself out with God knows how many other women. So far it didn’t seem to bug you all that much.”

“He didn’t bring any other woman home.”

“Except that young girl you found in the cage. You didn’t seem too jealous of her.”

“You don’t understand.”

“I am trying to understand, Regina. But, it seems to me that you had accepted Poison’s profession. It doesn’t add up that you killed Jamie out of jealouy.”

“I will tell you about that night then maybe you will understand.”

Regina waited as Poison readied himself. She had no idea what he was going to do, but it mattered little to her. This last couple of weeks was like heaven to her. He spent most of his time at the apartment showing her all sorts of his special brand of delights.  She accepted her role as his slave, hell she relished her roll.  He seemed so pleased with her it made her proud.

Regina gave little thought to Richard, except that one night when she wondered if he missed her. Other than that, she hoped that he moved on already.

Poison had instructed her to stay kneeling by the water mattress. She obeyed him without question. She watched as he laid out a length of rope and handcuffs.

“You be a good girl and don’t say a word while I entertain my client.”

“Yes, Poison.”

“Mmmm, that’s my good girl.” He gently caressed her cheek. The doorbell rang and he left the room.

Regina didn’t like the fact that he wanted her to watch him with that woman, but she didn’t want to displease him. She would do this for him. She took a deep breath when the woman entered the room. She never really took a good look at the woman before. The business dress the woman wore was obviously expensive, hell everything about this petite woman screamed wealthy. She had to be in her early forties, but she was still a very attractive woman. Regina watched as she handed Poison an envelope, he just set it aside and begun to get undressed.  There were never that many words exchanged between the two, in fact, it was Poison who spoke. Regina had yet to hear the woman utter a word.

Regina felt more at ease when Poison smiled at her. “This is my slave, I thought you might enjoy an audience this time,” he said to the woman. She just nodded her head and then lay down on the bed. Poison grabbed her and rolled her over securing her arms behind her back. He then took the rope and wrapped it around the woman’s neck as he thrust his cock deeply into her.

Regina watched as he strangled the woman to the point of passing out then would stop. He did this over and over until the woman came.

He heard the phone ring and climbed out of bed. “I will be right back—maybe I will make you come again, a little bonus for you.” He slapped the woman on the ass then left the room.

Regina looked at the woman lying there. Her eyes focused on the rope. She didn’t know what came over her, but the next thing she knew she was on top of the woman pulling the rope tightly. She quickly released the rope, but it was too late.

“What did you do?!” Poison said as he pushed Regina off of the woman. He checked the woman’s pulse. He unhooked the cuffs and flipped her over. He started doing CPR. “Call an ambulance, now!” he yelled at Regina.

“The rest is in the police report,” Regina said.

Katrina clicked off the tape recorder and put it and the notepad back into her briefcase. “You are going to go to prison, you know that don’t you? Even if we can prove temporary insanity, you will still have to go to a mental home. You are going to lose at least five years of your life.”

“I know.”

Katrina reached out and grabbed Regina’s handcuffed hands tightly. “Think about that.”

“What are you getting at?” Regina moved her hands away.

“You know what I think…I think Poison killed Jamie and you are taking the blame for him.”

“No! I did it!”

“Come on Regina. I think he killed Jamie by accident…”

“I did it!! Are you going to defend me or do I need to get another lawyer?”

“I will defend you, Regina.” Katrina stood up. She motioned to the guard to let her out. “I will try my best for you.”

Regina watched her leave.

“Regina, you have a visitor. You got ten minutes,” the guard said as he escorted her to the visitor’s room.

Regina smiled and hurried over to the chair. She pressed her hand up against the glass. “Poison!!”

“Hey my Princess.” He placed his hand where hers was on the glass. “Did you do what I told you to do?”

“Yes…you know I would do anything for you.”

“Mmm…that’s my good girl.” He smiled at her.

THE END

      “The Heart’s Eclipse” All Rakar knew was war. His whole life he was trained to become a General of the Sidana army. All the battles he has won, all the cruelty he is commanded to inflict, all of this has made Rakar an uncompassionate, cold man.  But when Rakar is commanded to attack the small colony planet of Nunos he meets the man who will change his life forever.  

         Serin despised Rakar for destroying his planet and making him a personal slave. Yet, he finds himself drawn to Rakar. He is ashamed of his developing feelings for his captor. The more he tries to deny these feelings the more these feelings grow stronger.

             On Sidana it is forbidden for a citizen to love a slave. The punishment for such a crime is death.  Is Rakar willing to risk everything to give in to his feelings for Serin?

  


 “The Heart’s Eclipse”

    Written by Justus Roux

“Come on Serin,” Keher called out. “Hurry!”

“What is so important?” Serin asked.

Keher pointed up. Both men watched as several streaks of light blazed across the morning sky.

“What is it?” Serin asked.

“Meteors maybe.”

“We don’t have time for this. We have to go back to work in the fields.” Serin looked up at Keher. He was always so jealous of Keher’s height and strong build. Keher’s hair blazed like the setting sun and his eyes were as green as the grass in the fields. Serin always thought of himself as plain. He was rather small standing only five-foot-six. His muscles were sinewy, not large and impressive like Keher’s body. Serin’s hair grazed his shoulders and was a rich dark brown color. His eyes were an ordinary brown, not as vibrant as Keher’s green eyes. 

“You keep staring at me like that and I may have to kiss you.” Keher laughed.

Serin and Keher were best friends. The thought of being Keher’s lover never crossed Serin’s mind, though Keher often teased him with sexual innuendos.

Both men headed to the fields. They abruptly stopped seeing fire raining down from the skies into the fields. The screams rang out. People started running out of the fields. The look of terror on their faces froze Serin where he was.

“Serin!” Keher shook him. “We have to get out of here.”

Keher’s voice snapped Serin out of it and he followed Keher back to the village.

“Grab a weapon,” one of the elders said to the two men. “Come on, we are under attack. It’s the Sidanas.”

Serin and Keher’s eyes widen in terror. The Sidana race was notoriously cruel. They wandered from planet to planet taking what they wanted and destroying everything else. Their weapons were advanced, their warriors fierce and unmerciful.

“These weapons won’t stop them. Perhaps negotiation might be a better course,” the village leader called out, getting everyone’s attention.  “My people, if we fight them we all will die.”

“If we don’t they will kill us anyways,” Rarulo said.

“If we give them what they want…”

“They will take what they want and destroy everything else. Village leader we must fight.”

Rarulo’s words fell upon deaf ears as the village leader and some of the elders agreed they should lay down their weapons.

“We are dead,” Rarulo said, looking out across the large village. Women, children, the young and the old will be at the Sidana’s mercy. “If we are to die I say let’s fight!” Rarulo cried out.

“The ignorance and arrogance of youth taints your mind, Rarulo. You will do what has been decided.”

Rarulo walked over to Serin and Keher. “The Sidana will kill everyone they can’t make into a slave. You know what I say is the truth. Will you fight with me?”

Before Serin or Keher could reply two of the village guards grabbed Rarulo and dragged him to a nearby hut.

“My people listen!” the village leader yelled. “We are not going to fight the Sidana warriors. They would slaughter our warriors. Do as the Sidana warriors say my people. At least then some of us will have a chance to survive.”

Serin turned toward the thunderous sound of men marching. The Sidana warriors were coming. His heart pounded in his chest as the fear began to engulf him. Was he going to die today, was Keher?  Even if they survived would later on they wish they had died this day?

The whole village seemed to freeze as they watched the Sidana warriors enter the village.

Serin’s eyes locked on the leader. Fear caused his body to tremble, looking at this large frightening man. He had to stand more than six-foot-six. His body was strong and he looked menacing in his armor. His long blond hair flowed free, whipping in the air, lashing out at the very essence of the village. But it was his eyes that chilled Serin to the bone, crystal blue in color lacking any emotion.

Serin couldn’t look away as the village leader headed over to the imposing leader of the Sidana warriors.  The breath caught in Serin’s lungs as the Sidana warrior sliced the village leader’s head off.

The screams started as the Sidana warriors rushed into the village. Serin couldn’t move. His whole body trembled uncontrollably as the Sidana leader approached him.

“Take this one,” he growled, looking down at Serin.

“Yes, Rakar.”

“I want this one and find a female of equal beauty.”

“Yes Rakar.”

Serin couldn’t look up at Rakar, fear wouldn’t allow it. He felt himself being lifted up and thrown over the large warrior’s shoulder. Serin arched up and looked at his village being destroyed. His eyes locked with Rakar’s. That smile on his face chilled Serin.

“Keher!” Serin shouted.

“Serin!”

Serin quickly looked over to the sound of Keher’s voice. Two large Sidana warriors had Keher pinned to the ground. They had placed a collar around Keher’s neck.

“Wherever they take you Keher, I will find you!”

Serin jerked when he felt the painful swat on his ass.

“Quiet pretty one. Your large friend will be sent to labor for us. You however…” The warrior rubbed Serin’s ass. “My leader wants you as a plaything.” The warrior laughed loudly as he carried Serin away.

“Serin!!” Keher cried out.

Serin was carried over to the hut that normally was used as a meeting place for villagers to discuss issues. Now, it was used as temporary holding cell for villagers that were going to be used as slaves.

The large warrior set Serin down then pushed him inside the hut. Serin looked around at all the familiar faces. Young women were huddled in the corner. Young men similar to his built sat quietly in the middle. Serin felt the vomit start to rise up when he saw the children. These children had not quite made it to maturity yet. He knew their fate, it was the same as his. Nobody said anything.

Serin walked over to the children and sat next to them.

“Serin…” A young girl snuggled up to him. “What is going to happen to us, to my parents…to everyone?”

“I don’t know.”

“Are we going to die?”

“Shh…” Serin held the little girl to him. He looked up hearing the door open. Another young woman was being pushed inside. “Bashi.”

“Serin.” Bashi hurried over to him.

Serin kissed the little girl on top of the head then stood up and grabbed Bashi’s hand, leading her over to the side of the hut.  Bashi was beautiful, she was smaller than Serin. Her long brown hair was always so soft looking. Her face had such a delicate beauty to it. And those light blue eyes gave her a look of innocence.

“Serin, they are killing so many of us.” She started to cry. She wrapped her arms tightly around Serin.

“What about Keher, did you see him?”

“He was dragged over to another hut along with every man or woman who looked like they were hearty workers. I am so afraid.” She nuzzled her face against his chest.

“So am I,” he whispered.

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 After what seemed like an eternity the village became eerily quiet. Serin slowly stood up. Bashi did the same.

Deep rich laughter rang out just outside of the hut.

Everyone in the hut jerked when one of the doors burst open.

Rakar threw Rarulo into the hut. Rarulo looked battered and beaten. Rakar entered the hut looking around at his prizes. Several other warriors entered the hut behind him.

“Good work men,” Rakar said. “We will stay in this village until the workers have filled our ships.”

“Yes Rakar,” the rest of the warrior’s said in unison.

Rakar pulled Rarulo up by the hair, forcing the young man to stand up.  Rarulo was no bigger than Serin and was built similar. Rarulo was more rugged looking than Serin.

“This one…” Rakar grabbed Rarulo’s beaten face. “I will enjoy breaking this one.”  Rakar threw Rarulo back to the ground.  He walked over to Serin and Bashi. “These two will be mine as well. Take them to my hut.”

“Yes Rakar.”

Two large warriors grabbed Serin and Bashi. Another grabbed Rarulo.

“The rest of these can be doled out amongst the trainers.”

Serin was emotionally and physically numb. He felt the warrior set him down then leave the hut. That look of hunger in Rakar’s eyes terrified him. Serin had never been with a man before or for that matter he had never been with a woman either.  What was Rakar going to make him do?

“Rarulo are you alright?” Bashi said as she hurried over to him. “Serin, Rarulo isn’t conscious.”

“It’s probably for the best.” Serin looked around the village leader’s hut. He had never been in here before. Now the image of the village leader’s head being chopped off by Rakar flooded his mind.

Serin hurried over to Bashi when the door burst open. He placed himself in front of her in a feeble attempt to protect her.

Rakar removed his armor as he looked over his new playthings. His cock started to harden thinking about the things he was going to do to them. After he had removed all his armor he quickly took off his shirt then headed over to Serin and Bashi.

“Leave her alone!” Serin yelled.

Rakar looked at Serin with amusement. He walked passed them and headed to Rarulo when he heard Rarulo moaning.

Rarulo managed to stand up as Rakar got closer. “I will kill you for what you did to my village.”

“Really…” Rakar grabbed Rarulo and pushed him back to the floor. He placed his foot on Rarulo’s back pinning him to the floor. “You are no match for me, boy.”

“I will kill you.” Rarulo squirmed on the floor.

Rakar shoved Rarulo with his foot. He slowly came down to the ground using his body to pin Rarulo to the ground. “I will have to break you, boy.” Rakar climbed off of Rarulo and in two swift movements removed Rarulo’s clothes.

“Don’t touch me,” Rarulo growled as he tried to free himself from Rakar’s grasp.

Serin couldn’t watch as Rakar proceeded to rape Rarulo. He felt Bashi grab his arm she too couldn’t watch what was happening. Serin’s body trembled hearing Rarulo cry out in agony.

Bashi grabbed onto Serin tighter as Rarulo’s ordeal continued on.

“Stop it!!” Serin cried out, no longer able to take his friend’s cries of aguish. He heard Rakar grunt then the whimpering sounds of Rarulo.

Shortly afterwards he felt a strong hand in his hair. His body trembled as he looked up into Rakar’s crystal eyes. He knew soon he would suffer what Rarulo had just gone through. But to his surprise Rakar did nothing. Serin couldn’t stop himself from looking at Rakar’s naked body. His eyes widened seeing the blood covering Rakar’s large cock.

“Girl, come and bathe me,” Rakar grumbled.  “You, my beauty,” Rakar grabbed Serin’s hair and pulled hard forcing Serin to look him in the eyes. “go clean that boy up.” Rakar let go of Serin’s hair and walked over to the bathing room. Bashi reluctantly followed.

Serin hurried over to Rarulo.

“Don’t touch me,” Rarulo growled.

“Rarulo…”

“Leave me be.” Rarulo slowly got up and walked over to the other side of the room. He just sat there naked in the corner looking off into space.

Serin just stood there not really knowing what to do for his friend.

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Rakar walked around the village, instructing his men what to take and what to leave. The slaves were being prepared to be loaded up on the transport vehicles. Rakar had left his personal slaves in the leader hut. They were going to be the last ones taken to the ship. He raped Rarulo repeatedly throughout the night. However, he didn’t touch Bashi or Serin. He wanted to save them for later. Rarulo’s feeble attempts to defend his village amused Rakar. The thought of breaking such a strong-willed man was too enticing. He wanted the pleasure of breaking Rarulo before they headed back to the ship. He did just that through the night. Rarulo’s will to fight was gone and toward dawn he gave himself willing to Rakar.

“Rakar,” Senatu said as he approached him. Senatu was Rakar’s second in command. Rakar had only four warriors he trusted enough to lead the army along side of him, Senatu, Cybin, Nuruc and Kydas, his trusted warriors and his best friends. The only man Rakar had to answer to was the ruler of all the Sidanas, Maru. Everyone feared Maru, his unmatched skill as a warrior, his intimidating looks and demure. He ruled cruel and merciless, anyone who dared crossed him or questioned him was instantly killed.

“What is it, Senatu?”

“This colony wasn’t very rich in resources. I wondered how the other three made out with the colonies they attacked?”

“You know Cybin, Nuruc and Kydas, they will be victorious. Besides, this planet is seriously lacking in any quality warriors.”

“You look tired. Didn’t you rest last night?”

“I was too busy breaking a stubborn little man.”

“It was that young warrior wasn’t it?”

“Yes.” Rakar smiled.

“Pity, he was the only one with any courage in this colony. How long did it take to break him?”

“All night, but by morning he was sucking my cock willingly.”

“He was a strong one. Usually you break the stubborn slaves in a few hours.” Senatu started to chuckle. “You have quite a fetish for dominating strong-willed people don’t you.”

“Oh hell yeah, the meek will do whatever I ask of them to keep themselves alive. But the strong ones…mmm…forcing my will on them excites me to no end.”

“Well personally I prefer the meek. After a battle I just want my cock sucked then I want to bury my cock deeply into my new slave. It’s no wonder you don’t have a steady lover back home.”

“Pfhhh, I don’t care much for that.”

“You don’t want someone to come home to? I adore my Sindala. Knowing she is waiting for me at home drives me to fight harder. Cybin has Tereal his male lover. Nuruc and Kydas want a lover to go home to.”

“Love…it is a silly emotion. Lust, now that is a much better emotion. I only need my new slaves to invoke that feeling in me.”

“You are a cold man, Rakar. I hope someday you will know how good love feels. Loving someone brings balance.”

Rakar pulled out his sword and lovingly caressed the hilt. “This brings balance. Love brings only chaos and it makes a man weak.”

“If you say so, but I feel love brings me strength.”   

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Serin held Bashi to him. He looked at Rarulo sitting across the room, looking out into space. All night Serin and Bashi witnessed Rakar forcing himself onto Rarulo. Serin’s heart broke seeing the strong and proud Rarulo give up and become Rakar’s willing slave. Serin wished he was strong enough to kill Rakar. Rarulo would have been spared torment and agony. A feeling of shame fell over Serin. He looked down at Bashi as she slept cradled to him. She held onto him as if somehow he could protect her from Rakar. Serin knew he wasn’t going to be able to protect anyone. If only he had the strength of Keher. He prayed that Keher was still alive and spared the kind of torment Rarulo was forced to endure.

Serin looked over to Rarulo as he slowly stood up.

“Rarulo?” Serin said as Rarulo walked over to Rakar’s armor. Serin gently laid Bashi down on the ground trying not to wake her then he stood up and walked over to Rarulo.

Rarulo caressed Rakar’s armor. That vacant look on his face scared Serin.

“Rarulo what are you doing?” Serin’s eyes widened seeing the dagger in Rarulo’s hands. “You can’t fight Rakar he will kill you.”

“I don’t plan on fighting him.”

“Then what are you going to do with that dagger?”

Rarulo looked at Serin. “I will not become his sex slave. I won’t…I can’t…”

“Drop the dagger, Rarulo. We will think of something together. You can’t give up.”

“What can we do against those warriors? Tell me Serin. Are you going to take one of their swords and fight?  I bet you can’t even lift one of their heavy swords.”

“Rarulo, please give me the knife. We will somehow escape, run far away from them.”

“They will hunt us down like animals. Hell, they probably want us to try and escape so they can make sport of us.”

“Rarulo please…”  Serin reached his hand out. “Give me the dagger.”

Rarulo slapped Serin’s hand away. “You saw what he made me do over and over again. You heard his mocking words as he took my pride and honor from me. How can I possibly live with myself knowing what he made me do, what he made me become? How am I supposed to endure that smug domineering look on his face each time he looks at me? How can I live wondering what humiliating thing he will force me to do next and knowing how much satisfaction it brings him to see me do these things? Tell me Serin, tell me how?!”

“Rarulo, I will help you, please don’t kill yourself.”

Rarulo smiled and lowered the dagger. “Do you remember the time we kissed in the field?”

“Yes,” Serin whispered.

“The crops had just been harvested, the air was crisp, and the big old tree stood there majestically. I led you out there with the intention of kissing you. I noticed that you never looked at any of the girls in the village.” Rarulo chuckled a little. “I was so afraid that I may have mistaken your lack of interest in girls to mean that you liked boys. What if I was wrong? I knew you wouldn’t have said anything, but you would have avoided me. To my surprise you let me kiss you. Your lips were so soft and I could tell you were just as frightened as I was. Hell, we were only what, fourteen. All we did was kiss that afternoon. I can still smell your scent—feel the softness of your hair and skin. I still remember when you relaxed and enjoyed the kiss. You know what’s funny.”

“What?”

“Now that we have become men, I was going to take you to that same tree and make love to you. I was just waiting for the harvest to be done. Now I will never know what your body feels like under mine. I know that you see me as only friend and not a lover, but I just wanted to have you once.”

“Rarulo don’t give up.” Serin held out his hand again. Rarulo slowly handed him the dagger. “I will think of something to get all of us out of here.”

“How can you even look at me now after you witness my shame?”

Serin lightly caressed Rarulo’s hair. “I feel only hatred toward Rakar for doing that to you. To me, you will always be my brave friend. The one I wanted so much to be as brave as. Nothing will ever change that.” Serin placed his hand under Rarulo’s chin and tilted his head up so he was looking into Serin’s eyes. “Nothing, do you hear me?”

“Yes,” Rarulo said quietly.

Serin placed the dagger back into the sheath that was in the hip part of the armor. Serin’s eyes opened wide seeing Rakar entering the hut.

“Now what is going on here?” Rakar said as he strolled over to the two men.

Serin placed himself in front of Rarulo. “I was admiring your armor,” Serin said.

“Uh hah, sure you were. I want you to get ready to go. Move out of the way I want to play with my new bitch.” Rakar smiled down at Rarulo.

“Please, leave him be.”

Rakar looked to Serin a bit surprised. “Do you want to take his place? I want my cock sucked, do you think you can do a better job at it?” Rakar smirked at Serin.

“I will take his place,” Serin said quietly. He had never sucked a cock before, but to save Rarulo even a moment of pain he was willing to bear this burden for him.

“Serin no,” Rarulo whispered.

“Very well then.” Rakar walked over to the bed and sat down. “You,” he growled at Rarulo. “Prepare you and the woman to leave.”

“Serin…” Rarulo grabbed Serin’s arm.

Serin only smiled at him then walked over to Rakar. He came down to his knees in front of Rakar.

Rakar looked at Serin kneeling there. His eyes took in Serin’s beauty. He had never seen a man like this before. Serin had a true gentleness to him that radiated out and made him even more beautiful. Serin’s skin was as smooth as the fairest of women. And his hair looked like spun silk.

“Look at me,” Rakar growled. His heart thumped harder as he gazed into Serin’s gentle warm brown eyes. Serin’s face was the epitome of beauty. He was use to the harden looks of his comrades, the terrified and hateful looks of his slaves. No woman in his mind could compare to the beauty of this man kneeling before him. Rakar began to grow angry at himself. What in the hell was he waiting for?  This slave should already be sucking him off by now. And yet, Rakar is hesitating to make this man suck his cock. Rakar never hesitates. He takes what he wants when he wants it.

“I don’t know how to start,” Serin quietly said. He wasn’t sure what Rakar wanted him to do. Was he supposed to undress Rakar or wait for him to do so?

Rakar saw his opening and he took it. “You have never sucked cock before have you?”

“No.”

“Damn it, I don’t have time to wait for an unskilled slave to clumsily try to suck me off. Just get ready to go.”

“Yes…”

“Call me Sir if you want to live another day.”

“Yes Sir.”

“Now hurry and ready yourself.”

Rakar stood up and pushed Serin to the ground with his foot. “You all have exactly ten minutes to get your asses out of this hut and waiting for me next to the center of town. If you even think about running I will kill you.”

Serin felt such a feeling of relief course through him as he watched Rakar leave the hut.

“Serin, you don’t have to protect me. I have no desire to watch your innocence be taken away from you, especially from that man.”  Rarulo helped Serin to his feet.

“I told you I was going to help you.”

“Not like that Serin, not like that.”

“We must hurry and get out of here. I don’t want Rakar angry at me,” Bashi said.

The three cleaned themselves up. After the large warrior had gathered Rakar’s armor and left the hut, the three of them headed out to the center of town.

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Serin’s eyes darted everywhere when they boarded the large ship. He had heard stories how the Sidana had the fastest and most deadly ships in the galaxy. This ship was enormous. When going up the boarding lift Serin saw the numerous cannons at the ready up and down the side of the large vessel. Serin couldn’t count the numerous warriors that were bustling about. This was a warship more than a transport vessel. The Sidana made all their vessels ready for war. It was if their whole culture depended on war and violence to survive. There was no warmth in the ship. Serin’s body felt as cold as the metal of this ship.

“Keep moving,” a large warrior said as he used a long electrical pole to prod the slaves forward. The slave a few feet in front of Serin wailed in agony as he was shocked by the electrical pole.

“I am frightened,” Bashi said as she moved closer to Serin.

“So am I,” Serin whispered.

“Rakar!” one of the warriors said.

Rakar simply nodded at the warrior as he walked by him.

“Quite a lot of slaves this time,” another warrior commented.

Again Rakar only nodded his head.

Serin winced and held his scream as he was poked with the electrical pole. This caused Serin to pause briefly. He heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed. He quickly looked up just as Rakar stabbed the warrior who had just prodded Serin.

“No one touches my slaves,” Rakar growled as he pulled his sword from the belly of the warrior. The warrior fell to the ground. The other warriors quickly noticed. Rakar grabbed Serin by the arm and pulled him over. “You two come here.” Bashi and Rarulo went over to him.

The three followed behind him as they walked next to the other slaves. They walked to the belly of the ship. Rakar held out his hand to stop his three slaves from going any further.

Serin could only watch as the other slaves were divided into groups. A group of warriors chose which slaves they wanted. The remaining slaves were pushed off to the side.

“What is going to happen to them?” Serin asked quietly.

“Who knows, since they are unwanted by the warriors they will either work in this ship or brought back to my planet to be used as whatever.” Rakar looked down at Serin standing next to him. Serin was so much smaller than Rakar.

“Rakar.”

“Ah Kydas.” Rakar shook Kydas’ hand. Kydas had short brown hair and dark eyes. He was a very intimidating looking man.

“I see you took some slaves for yourself. Well the way you wear your slaves out it’s no wonder you always come back with fresh ones.”

“What about you?”

“I took a woman for a slave that’s all. I was more interested in gathering this planet’s minerals. Maru wants a full report once we take off.”

“I will make sure to do that. You will have to join me for a drink and tell me about your battle.”

“I would love to, how about tonight?”

“Sounds good.”

“I will see you at the entertainment level.”

“Come on,” Rakar said as he grabbed Serin’s arm. Serin’s skin was very soft to the touch and Rakar lingered holding onto him a little longer than he wanted to.

He opened the metal door. He led Serin into the room. Bashi and Rarulo followed shortly after.

Serin looked around the cold room. There were only a few mattresses thrown on the floor and a smaller room off to the side. No doubt it was the bathroom.

“Get use to this. It’s your new home while we head back to my planet. There is nowhere to escape to, so don’t even try. If you please me I will allow you to live in my home once we get back. If you don’t please me I will sell you to the Travelers.” Rakar smiled seeing the terrified looks on all three of their faces. Good, they knew who the Travelers were. They are sure to behave themselves now.

Serin watched Rakar leave the room.

“They sell slaves to the Travelers?” Bashi asked.

“They would. The Travelers are animals just like the Sidana are,” Rarulo said.

“Do the Travelers really use slaves in their sick games?” Serin asked.

“All the stories you heard back home are true, Serin. The Travelers journey from planet to planet putting on their inhuman shows. The elite of society pay big bucks to watch these twisted shows. I guess seeing men and women kill each other is entertaining to the upper crust. Or maybe watching animals devour human flesh gets them off. In any case we don’t want to end up with the Travelers.”

“But we don’t want to be here either. Who knows what the Sidana warriors will do to us,” Bashi said.

“Don’t worry Bashi we will think of something. Just as long as we do what Rakar asks of us we will be okay,” Serin added.

“That depends on what Rakar wants,” Rarulo growled.

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 Rakar enjoyed talking with his friends. He headed back to his chamber. He removed his shirt then stretched out on the sofa. His chamber was very lavish since he was one of the Generals of Maru’s army. He hit a button and a small screen rose up from the floor. He typed a code in and waited. He slowly sat up.

“Maru.” Rakar bowed his head in respect for his leader.

“Rakar, I am pleased you have taken those colonies on that small planet so quickly. Tell me was there anything of real value on that planet?”

“Not really Sir, a few minerals that are useful, but nothing we don’t have on Sidana already. We have captured many slaves and took their crops. It isn’t really worth attacking anymore colonies on this planet.”

“What about warriors?”

“The men on this planet are rather puny and spineless. There were a few that were strong that will make great hard laborers, but other than that we had no real resistance.”

“You sound disappointed, Rakar.” Maru’s image came in clear. Maru was a very large man, with jet-black hair and eyes. There was no warmth to him, his gaze was cold, his voice was cold. Even Rakar wouldn’t dare challenge this man.

“I am Sir. It has been so long since I had a good fight. These colonies in this sector give up so easy.”

“I see the Sidana’s reputation is spreading even to the furthest reaches of this universe.” Maru looked very pleased.  “You and your men will have some down time once you arrive home. You deserve it.”

“Thank you Sir.” Rakar watched as the screen turned black. Maru’s need to dominate everything was making Rakar weary.  There was no real need to travel out this far. Most of these planets had a few colonies with very little value to them. Yet, Rakar did whatever Maru commanded, all warriors did. Maru executed anyone who defied him. He even had an execution platform built just for his people. This platform vaporized anyone standing on it. This was Maru’s only real show of compassion, which was ironic, seeing how he only showed compassion to his people at their time of death.

Rakar stood up and stretched. He was glad this mission was over. Attacking small colonies was such a waste of his talents. He needed to fuck one of his new slaves. His mind immediately went to Serin. His cock began to grow hard seeing Serin’s beautiful face in his mind. He waited long enough to claim his slave.

He exited his chamber and went to the next door down. He opened the metal door causing all three of his slaves to jump up. His eyes went immediately to Serin. Damn, that man was beautiful. Rakar’s cock grew even harder. And yet…that look on Serin’s face, so innocent, so warm, with just a hint of fear in his eyes. Damn it! Rakar was hesitating again. Rakar needed to just take this man, fuck him until he was sated. But he couldn’t bring himself to grab Serin. He walked further into the room and grabbed a hold of Bashi.

“No!” Serin tried reaching for her, but Rarulo stopped him.

Rakar dragged Bashi from the chamber and straight to his. He pulled her into his chamber then pushed her down onto the sofa. He removed his pants and walked over to the frighten woman.

“I won’t hurt you if you bring me satisfaction.” He grabbed her head and pulled her closer. “I want to feel your mouth on my cock.”

Bashi didn’t hesitate she quickly took his cock into her mouth and started sucking. She has done this very thing to several of the men from the colony, so she knew what she was doing.

“You are very talented with your mouth,” Rakar said as he began thrusting his cock into her mouth. “You are not as innocent as you look.” Rakar pulled her hair so she would look up at him as she sucked his cock. “Tell me, does your pretty male friend know what a whore you are?” He pulled her hair harder. “Does he?”

She shook her head no.

“I see, so his efforts to protect your innocence are a waste of time. You like sucking on a cock don’t you.” He pushed her head closer to him. She swallowed every inch of him without gagging. “Is that pussy of yours well used too?” He pulled his cock from her mouth and pushed her backwards. He squatted down and turned her so that she was facing away from him. He pulled her dress up and rammed his cock deeply into her. He thrust hard and fast, pulling her hair with each thrust. He brought himself to orgasm quickly. He pushed her down on the sofa then he stood.

“Your pussy has been used several times.” Rakar started to laugh. He walked over to a metal cabinet. He pushed a button and shortly afterwards a glass of wine emerged. “By the way you looked I assumed you were innocent when I chose you. I am very disappointed. Perhaps I should sell you to the Travelers. I am sure I could fetch a pretty good price for you.”

Bashi hurried to him and fell to her knees before him. “Please don’t sell me to the Travelers. I will do whatever you want.”

“Of course you will do whatever I want. How is that supposed to change my mind?”

Bashi bow down with her upper body lying on the ground. “I can bring you so much pleasure. I can bring your friends so much pleasure. Please don’t sell me to the Travelers.”

Rakar walked away from her. He paged three of his finest warriors. Within moments they arrived at his chambers.

“Sir,” they all three said as they entered the chamber.

“You men have done a fine job. You may take her and use her until we arrive back at Sidana.”

Bashi quickly came up to her feet. She looked at the three very large warriors.

“You sate those three and I won’t sell you to the Travelers.” He watched as one of the large warriors threw Bashi over his shoulder and carried her out. The other two warriors followed him.

Rakar set his glass down and walked over to the large window. The stars raced by as the ship moved at an amazing speed through the universe. He turned around and headed out of his chamber. He punched the button that opened the door to the slave chamber. He walked into the room and grabbed Serin.

“Don’t touch him you bastard!” Rarulo yelled.

“Ah, I see the fight is coming back to you. Perhaps I need to break that strong will again.”

“Rarulo it is alright,” Serin said in a quiet voice.

Rakar dragged Serin from the room straight to his chamber. “Get in there.” He shoved Serin into the room.

Serin stood in the middle of the room with his head bowed. He had no idea what Rakar was going to do, whatever it was he would endure it. “Where is Bashi?”

“That little whore is entertaining some of my warriors.”

“She is no whore,” Serin quietly said.

“I am afraid she is. Do you love her?” Rakar moved closer.

“She is my friend.”

“Do you love her, boy?”

“I…”

“Answer the question or I will beat the answer out of you.”

“I don’t look upon women like that.”

Rakar’s cock became instantly hard. “Did you have a male lover?”

“I have never…”

Rakar lunged at Serin and pulled him into his arms. He felt Serin’s body instantly stiffen up. Rakar ran his fingers through Serin’s shoulder-length dark brown hair as he held him tightly to him with one arm. This man’s hair did feel like silk.  He pulled Serin’s hair forcing Serin to look him in the eye.  The warmth mix with fear in Serin’s eyes…Rakar slowly set Serin down and stepped away from him.

“Damn it!” Rakar shouted. Why can’t he just take this man? Damn it!! “Go lie in my bed. I want you naked.”  He pointed to the door just off to the side. He watched as Serin entered the bedroom. He was going to take that beautiful man. This time no hesitation. Rakar walked over to the metal cabinet and got himself something stronger to drink.

Serin looked around the large bedroom. He slowly removed his clothes as his eyes wandered. This room was very masculine in décor. Black and silver were the only colors in this room. The bed was very large and covered with black sheets. Serin’s body trembled as he climbed onto the bed naked. He used one of the sheets to cover his body. He jerked when the door opened. Rakar just stood there looking at him. Serin was so afraid. He didn’t know what to expect. Even if somehow Rakar was gentle with him would it still hurt to have this man’s cock inside him?

Rakar stood there looking at Serin. It was obvious this little man was afraid. Rakar was hesitating again, which only made him angry with himself. He slowly walked over to the bed. He pulled the sheet from Serin’s body. Serin tried to cover himself with his hands.

“Let me see you,” Rakar whispered. Serin slowly moved his hands. “Lie back.”

Serin did what Rakar asked. His body trembled as Rakar devoured him with his eyes. Serin closed his eyes and waited for Rakar to take him. He felt the weight of Rakar’s body on the bed. Serin’s body trembled more. Rakar’s hands felt rough against Serin’s soft flesh, his hands exploring every inch of Serin’s body.

“Look at me,” Rakar said.

Serin slowly opened his eyes. Rakar was now lying on top of him. He held his body weight with his strong arms.

“You are beautiful,” Rakar whispered. The whiskey had loosened Rakar’s tongue.

Serin couldn’t move as Rakar lowered down and captured Serin’s lips. Rakar’s kiss was hard, dominating, and intense, Serin groaned feeling Rakar’s weight upon him.

Rakar reached down and spread Serin’s legs apart as he held his dominating kiss. He heard Serin whimper. He started moving his hips back and forth rubbing his cock against Serin’s cock. He groaned as he felt Serin’s cock grow hard. He rocked his hips back and forth, rubbing his cock faster and faster against Serin. Rakar rose up and moaned.  He looked down at Serin as he heard the small moan escape from Serin’s lips. Rakar grinded his hips into Serin, the softness of Serin’s flesh along with the hardness of his cock felt so good as Rakar continued to rub his cock against Serin.

Serin felt this wonderful pressure start to build. He couldn’t restrain his moans anymore as the pleasure rushed through his body. He looked up at Rakar who was arched up with his head thrown back. Rakar growled and groaned as he rubbed faster and faster. Serin raised his hands up grabbing the pillow under his head. He gasped when Rakar latched on to his hands and pinned them to the pillow. Rakar’s grasp was tight as he squeezed Serin’s hands. Rakar arched back again closing his eyes.  The pressure built in Serin’s balls as they drew up. Serin moaned loudly as cum surged up through his cock’s shaft. Serin held his breath as his cum shot out.

Rakar looked down at Serin and roared as he orgasmed. His body fell on top of Serin as he tried to catch his breath. Rakar’s long blond hair fanned out over Serin’s arms as Rakar laid there on top of him. Serin was surprised on how soft Rakar’s hair was. Slowly Rakar rolled off of Serin. He lay there breathing hard. He should have buried his cock deeply into Serin’s ass, but somehow he couldn’t do it.

Both lay there silently. Serin didn’t dare move and waited for Rakar to either to tell him to leave or…

Rakar pulled Serin on top of him. He sat up nuzzling his cock between Serin’s ass cheeks. He could feel Serin’s body tremble. He grabbed a handful of Serin’s hair and pulled him closer. Rakar captured Serin’s lips, his kiss this time was softer, less forceful. His hand latched hard onto Serin’s hair as the other caressed Serin’s back. Rakar wasn’t sure if it was the whiskey making him be tender with this man or something else. Right now he didn’t care. He was content just kissing this beautiful man and holding him close.  After twenty minutes Rakar released Serin. He looked into Serin’s face. Serin’s lips were slightly swollen from Rakar’s kisses. That look on Serin’s face…he had taken pleasure from Rakar’s touch. Rakar pushed Serin off of him.

“Get dress and go back to your chamber.”

“Yes Sir.” Serin quickly got dressed and left.

Rakar laid there staring at the ceiling. What the hell was wrong with him? He was never tender with anyone…ever. He liked being rough, liked forcing his dominance onto his slaves or his lovers. Perhaps it was better if he sold Serin once they got back to Sidana. Rakar punched the pillow next to him causing the whole bed to shake. He didn’t know if he could sell Serin.

“This is ridicules,” he growled as he sat up. “Fuck it, I am selling Serin and that’s final,” he told himself. But, his voice lacked conviction.

Serin slowly walked into the chamber. Rarulo hurried to him.

“Are you alright? Did he hurt you?”

“I am fine. He didn’t hurt me.”

“He didn’t?”

“No,” Serin said quietly. He felt ashamed for taking pleasure from his captor. He should feel defiled or repulsed. But he didn’t and this shamed him more.

“Then what’s wrong?”

“I am just shaken up a bit. I was so afraid that he was going to hurt me. But he didn’t.”

“I am glad.” Rarulo wrapped his arms around Serin.

Serin held his friend tightly.

“Where is Bashi?” Rarulo asked.

Serin said nothing.

“Where is she?” Rarulo stepped back and looked at Serin.

“Rakar gave her to some of his warriors to use.”

“That bastard.”

Serin walked over to the mattress on the floor and laid down on it. He felt Rarulo lay down beside him. Rarulo wrapped his arm protectively around Serin.

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It had been four days and Bashi never returned to the slave chamber, neither did Rakar. Serin was so worried about Bashi. Rarulo however seemed more concern why Rakar hadn’t come to the chamber.

Both of them jumped to their feet as the metal door opened.  A large man with long silver hair entered the chamber. This man was dressed in full battle armor.

“My name is Nuruc. I am doing Rakar a favor by taking you two to the slave processing center. Don’t even think about making me angry. Now follow me. You try and escape, which would be the stupidest moment of your pathetic lives, and I will kill you without hesitation. Let’s go.”

“Nuruc could you please tell me where is Bashi,” Serin asked as he followed the large man out of the chamber.

“Who?”

“Bashi, she was the woman Rakar took as his slave too.”

“Oh her.”

“Could you tell me where she is?”

Nuruc turned around and looked down at Serin. “She’s dead.”

“What?! How?!”

“I don’t have time for this now let’s go.” He turned around and started walking again. He was surprised when Serin grabbed his arm.

“She can’t be dead.”

Nuruc wished he could just beat this slave and throw this bothersome little man over his shoulder and carry him to the processing center. If it wasn’t for Rakar’s request for Nuruc not to harm the pretty little male, Nuruc would have done just that. Nuruc did find it strange that Rakar would make such a request, but seeing how innocent looking this slave was he came to the conclusion that Rakar wanted to be the one to break this particular slave.

“You are wasting my time.”

“Please tell me.” Serin grabbed Nuruc’s arm tighter.

“The three warriors that Rakar gave her to used her brutally for three days. The warriors took her back to Rakar complaining that she wasn’t a cooperative slave. Rakar decided to sell her to the Travelers.  She killed herself rather than be sold to the Travelers.”

“She wouldn’t have…”

“Rakar gave her a choice. He was going to sell her or she could kill herself.”

Serin let Nuruc’s arm go. Rarulo grabbed Serin’s hand and pulled him over to his side.

“How could he do that?” Serin whispered.

“Because he is a cold-hearted bastard, just like this warrior is.” Rarulo glared at Nuruc.

They followed Nuruc off the ship. The docking area was enormous. Serin had never seen such a place before. Rarulo grabbed Serin’s hand tighter. They made sure to keep up with Nuruc. They could easily get lost in here. There were so many people, so many large warriors and beautiful men and women greeting these warriors. Serin’s heart just about broke seeing so many slaves being unloaded from the ships. Serin’s breath caught when he spotted Keher.

“Keher!” Serin shouted. Rarulo immediately looked over. He was relieved to see that his friend was still alive.

“Serin!” Keher was bound with chains. All the large males were.

“What are you shouting about?” Nuruc grabbed Serin’s arm.

“Let him go,” Rarulo growled.

Nuruc backhanded Rarulo sending him to the ground.

“What are you shouting about?” Nuruc repeated, his patience rapidly running out. He wanted to go to his home and relax with his new slaves.

“It’s my friend.” Serin tried to break free of Nuruc’s grasp.

“Enough!” Nuruc growled. “Either you follow me like a good little slave or I will make sure your big friend is sold to the mining colony of Ashane.

Serin quickly quieted down.

“I will find you Serin!” Keher shouted.

Serin winced seeing the slave handler strike Keher with a whip.

They seemed to walk forever then finally they arrived at a very large building just outside of the docking area. Nuruc talked to one of the women working behind the counter. He was obviously flirting with the pretty lady. The woman seemed flattered by his attention.

“You two come here,” Nuruc said.

Serin and Rarulo walked over to him and stood in front of the counter.

“Well, isn’t that little one beautiful,” the woman said.

“These two are Rakar’s personal slaves. Could you see they are transported to his home?” Nuruc leaned against the counter. “How about you come over to my place later?”

“I am honored Nuruc.”

Serin watched as Nuruc left them there at the counter.

“Nuruc is one of Maru’s Generals and he wants me,” the woman squealed. “He is so handsome too. I am so lucky.” She started filling out some paperwork. “What is your name cutie?” She looked at Serin.

“I am Serin and this is Rarulo.”

“What planet are you from?”

“You mean to tell me that there are slaves from different planets in there?” Rarulo growled.

“Well of course. Do you honestly believe Maru would waste his warriors’ time going to only one planet. That is absurd that you even thought that. Come on, sending an entire fleet of ships to attack one planet.”

“We are from Nunos,” Serin said as he grabbed Rarulo’s hand tighter to calm him down.

“You belong to Rakar. What I wouldn’t give to be asked into his bed,” the woman sighed. “He is so handsome and that long blond hair of his, oh what he could do with those silky strands. His eyes, those crystal blue eyes, mmm. Well anyways, let me finish this paperwork and one of the Handlers will take you to Rakar’s home.”

“Are you even human?” Rarulo hissed.

“Excuse me.”

“You sit there talking about those filthy warriors as if they are some sort of heroes, while you fill out your stupid paperwork. We are the ones who were taken from our homes. We are the ones whose homes were destroyed. We are the ones whose lives are ruined. You treat us like we are Rakar’s possessions, like we aren’t human.”

That look of indifference on her face angered Rarulo more.

“Shall I call the guard?”

“You aren’t listening to me are you?”

“The fact is you are just a possession, Rakar’s possession. You are no different than any other possession Rakar owns. So yes, in my eyes you are not human at all. You are lucky I talked to you at all.”

“We are not that bastard’s possessions!” Rarulo slammed his fist on the counter. “We are human just like you.”

“You dare compare yourself to me. Handler!”

“What is wrong?” A large man hurried over.

“Take these two to Rakar’s home. Make sure you bound and gag that one.” She pointed to Rarulo. “Wait a moment.” She jotted something down on a piece of paper then handed it to the handler. “Make sure Rakar knows why this slave is bound and gagged.”

“Yes Miss.”

“Please don’t do that to Rarulo,” Serin said quietly as he placed his hands on the counter. “Please.”

“You are so cute.” She reached over and pinched Serin’s cheeks. She motioned for the Handler to continue then she went back to her paperwork.

“Come on you,” the Handler said as he gently grabbed Serin’s arm.

Serin couldn’t look over at Rarulo. They had placed him on a long wooden pole, like he was a prize animal they caught on a hunt. Two Handlers carried Rarulo as the main Handler kept a hold of Serin’s arm.

“Are you sure Rakar won’t be angry that we will leave marks on this one?” one of the Handlers asked as he shifted the wooden pole to be able to carry it more comfortably.

“Rakar’s only instruction was that this pretty one not be marked up. He said nothing about that other one.” The main Handler checked the paperwork to make sure that he was correct about that. No one wanted Rakar angry with them. He had the power to make your life a living hell. Besides, Rakar was a grand General and has earned the respect of the people.

“What’s so special about that one?” one of the Handlers asked.

“I don’t know, but are you going to go against Rakar’s orders.”

“Hell no.”

The Handlers went on one of the many transport trains. Serin sat quietly looking out the window and watched the scenery go by. This city was enormous and very advanced. Especially compared to the colony Serin was born and raised in.  Transport trains whizzed by, the lights of the many buildings twinkled as the day gave way to the night.

“I bet you are not use to this kind of city are you, boy?”

“No,” Serin whispered.

“Rakar’s home is very nice. I am sure if you do as he commands you might have a chance to live a decent life here.”

“Yeah but I heard Rakar is a very cruel owner,” one of the Handlers added.

Serin looked around. There were several average-looking people in this part of the train. Several of them had slaves who were sitting at their feet. Serin began to wonder what was going to happen to Keher. This made his heart grow heavy.

The train slowed down then stopped. The Handler grabbed Serin’s arm and pulled him up to a standing position. “This is our stop, boy.”

When they exited the train they headed to an elegant looking car.

“Oh man, I wish I had a car this nice,” one of the Handlers said.

“Then go become a General for Maru’s army.” Another one chuckled.

Serin was lost in his own world during the car ride.

“Oh nice,” a Handler said as they pulled up to a large building. “I heard getting one of these residences is hard. I think only the elite live here.”

“Well of course you idiot. Who else could afford to live here.”

Serin climbed out of the car and immediately the Handler grabbed his arm again. Serin hesitated waiting to see if Rarulo was alright.

“Come on.” The Handler pulled harder squeezing Serin’s arm until it hurt.

Serin didn’t care he waited until Rarulo was taken out of the car. They had at least unchained him from the wooden stake, though Rarulo was still gagged.

“I said come on.” The Handler squeezed Serin’s arm really tight causing Serin to slump to the ground. The Handler just pulled him back up and dragged him to the entrance of the building.

Serin couldn’t believe the splendor of the foyer. All sorts of precious minerals were used to make the amazing décor.

“Can I help you?” a prissy slender man said as he rushed over toward them.

“These slaves are Rakar’s, we are simply delivering them.”

“Oh, then by all means follow me.” The man led them to the furthest elevator. He waited until they were all in then pushed the button.

Serin’s stomach flip-flopped as the elevator jetted upwards. Within seconds the elevator made it to its destination.

“Come on,” the Handler said as he grabbed Serin’s arm.

He led Serin to a large pair of doors which were adorned with the precious metal gold.

“Damn Rakar’s door probably cost more than my whole residence.”

The other Handlers chuckled. The one holding Serin rang the doorbell.

After a couple of minutes Rakar opened the door. “About time,” he growled. He stepped back into his residence.  

“We are sorry Sir, the traffic was really bad.”

“Let him go,” Rakar said, looking down at the Handler’s hand that was on Serin’s arm.

The Handler quickly obeyed.

“What’s with the gag?” Rakar asked as he looked at Rarulo.

“This one harassed the processing clerk.”

“Did he now.” Rakar smiled at Rarulo, sending a chill down Rarulo’s spine.

“Take that one to the slave quarters. It’s just down the hall.”

“Yes Sir.” The two Handlers dragged Rarulo away.

“Give me the paperwork.”

“Yes Sir.”

Rakar looked over the paperwork to make sure his slaves were processed correctly. It was such a hassle when there was an error in the paperwork. Rakar looked over at Serin. He watched as Serin gazed around the room that is when he spotted the red fingerprints on Serin’s arm. Those marks will surely be bruised by morning.

“Didn’t I order that no one was to hurt this one?” Rakar walked over and grabbed Serin’s arm.

“Sir, no one has.”

“Really, then what is that?” Rakar held Serin’s arm up to show the Handler the mark.

The Handler turned white. He didn’t realize he had grabbed the slave’s arm so tight. His heart pounded rapidly and he began to sweat.

“Answer me?” Rakar growled.

“Sir, I didn’t realize I was holding him so tightly. I humbly apologize, Sir.”

Rakar let go of Serin’s arm and went over to the wall and grabbed one of the swords that were hanging off of it.

“Sir…please…I am sorry.” The Handler began to back up. The other two Handlers entered the room then froze seeing the sword in Rakar’s hand.

“I ordered that no one was to harm that slave.”

“I know Sir…please…I’m sorry.”

Ignoring the man’s pleas Rakar ran his sword through the groveling man. “My slave will have a bruise by morning.” Rakar twisted the sword. Blood shot out of the Handler’s mouth. Rakar pulled his sword out and watched as the Handler fell to the floor. “I didn’t want a mark on his beautiful skin. This order doesn’t seem that complicated to me.” Rakar watched as the Handler coughed and sputtered blood. After the Handler finally died Rakar looked over to the other two.

“You may go, have someone come up here and clean this up.”

“Yes Sir,” they both said as they dashed out of the room.

“It is only a bruise,” Serin whispered as he looked down at the dead man.

“Follow me,” Rakar said as he walked down the hall.  He opened the door to the slave chamber. “Here is where you will stay. Now get use to your new home.”

Serin slowly walked into the chamber. It was far better than the one on the ship, hell it was far better than any room in his colony. He hurried over to Rarulo and untied his hands, then removed the gag.

Serin started to cry. Though Rarulo’s limbs were sore he quickly took Serin in his arms. “What’s wrong?” He held Serin tighter.

“Rakar killed that man because of this little bruise. I watched him…kill that man.”

“You mean that asshole Handler. Well good riddance to him.”

“Rarulo…” Serin stepped out of Rarulo’s embrace.

“Fuck them Serin. Let Rakar kill all of them I don’t care.”

“He was a human being. To be killed for such a little thing…”

“Fuck him. I wish I would have seen him die. They don’t see us as humans, why should I treat them like humans.”

“Rarulo what’s wrong with you?” Serin sat down and pulled his knees to his chest hugging them tightly.

“I don’t care about any of these Sidana people. Why should I?  They took us from our home. That asshole Rakar treats us like animals. Tell me Serin why should I care or even shed a tear for any of those assholes.”

“That man was only doing his job.”

“Serin you are too kind.”

Serin began to cry hard.

“Serin…” Rarulo sat down next to him. He gently rubbed his back.

“I am so afraid, not just for myself , but for you and Keher.”

“You don’t have to worry about me.”

“If you keep speaking up you are going to get killed. I don’t want to see you lying there in a pool of blood like that man was.”

“Serin, I will be okay. Don’t you worry. And I am sure Keher will be just fine too. He is alive, you saw that. He is strong, I am sure they can use him as a worker. And once I figure out how to get us out of here we will find him and take him with us.”

“What about Bashi, do you think she is really dead?”

Rarulo didn’t know how to answer that. More than likely she was, but he couldn’t bring himself to tell Serin. “I don’t know,” was the only thing he could think to say. He leaned his head against Serin’s back. Poor Serin, he was so kind and gentle, how in the world was he going to survive this. And if he did what was it going to do to him. The thought of his sweet friend losing that warmth he had, Rarulo couldn’t think about that. “Serin,” he whispered as he nuzzled his cheek to Serin’s back. 

Rarulo thought about there home. How peaceful it was. But more so how peaceful Serin made him feel. That smile, those warm eyes, Serin had this calming effect on just about everyone. That peacefulness Serin brought to Rarulo is what made Rarulo fall in love with him. Though he knew Serin only saw him as a friend and nothing more. It didn’t matter, all that mattered was being near Serin and that peace he brought Rarulo.

Rarulo positioned himself behind Serin. He pulled Serin to him, so that now Serin was leaning his back against him. Rarulo wrapped his arms around Serin and held him tightly as he tried to stop Serin’s tears.

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Serin was woken up by Rarulo’s muffled cries. Serin quickly sat up just in time to see Rakar dragging Rarulo out of the room. Serin hurried to the door but it was too late Rakar had already locked the door shut.

Rarulo fought hard to get out of Rakar’s grasp.

“You filthy slave,” Rakar growled as he threw Rarulo to the ground. To Rakar’s amusement Rarulo jumped back up to his feet and took a fighting stance.

“You still believe you can best me in combat, most amusing.” Rakar chuckled.

“I am going to kill you for what you did to my home.”

“You are welcome to try.” Rakar walked over and pulled two swords down from the wall. He tossed one at Rarulo.

Rarulo immediately grabbed the sword and was surprised by the weight of it.

“How are you supposed to kill me if you can barely lift my sword.” Rakar held the sword he had firmly in one hand.  Within seconds Rakar charged at Rarulo knocking the sword from Rarulo’s hand. Rakar did a sweeping kick causing Rarulo to fall to the floor. He pinned Rarulo under him and positioned the tip of his sword to Rarulo’s throat.

For the first time Rarulo felt real fear. Rakar overtook him so easily and now Rarulo waited for Rakar to plunge his sword into Rarulo’s neck. To his surprise Rakar climbed off of him and kicked the sword over to Rarulo.

“Get up,” Rakar growled.

Rarulo slowly got up and grabbed the heavy sword.

“You are pathetic. You spout all sorts of shit to anyone who will listen and yet you don’t have the skill to back your words.”

Rarulo charged at Rakar. “Damn you!” he screamed

Rakar just stood there.

Rarulo lifted the sword and was surprised again on how easily Rakar deflected his sword. Rakar didn’t even try and still he bested Rarulo again. The wind was knocked out of Rarulo as Rakar pinned him to the ground again.

“Pathetic,” Rakar growled as he positioned the point of his sword to Rarulo’s neck.

“Kill me already. That is what you want isn’t it.” Rarulo’s voice shook as he spoke. There was no way he was going to defeat Rakar. He was just too good of a warrior. Even if Rarulo possessed Rakar’s incredible strength there was no way he was going to match Rakar’s skill.

“I don’t want to kill you, at least not yet. I want to torment you until I have completely broken your spirit. Death is too easy. I will show you that there are things far worse than death.” Rakar heard a large thump coming from the slave quarters. He stood up and dragged Rarulo up to his feet and over to the wall at the right side of the room. Rarulo’s eyes opened wide when he saw the metal restraints. Rakar wasted no time shackling Rarulo. He stepped back and looked at Rarulo hanging on the wall.

Rakar enjoyed the tormented look on Rarulo’s face until he realized that Serin was the only slave left in the slave quarters.

Rarulo saw the almost panic look on Rakar’s face then watched him bolt off to the slave quarters.

“Serin,” Rarulo whispered as his legs and arms started to ache.

Rakar quickly unlocked the door and hurried over to Serin who was lying on the floor. He rolled Serin over and was relieved when Serin looked up at him.

“What happened?”

“I tried to open the door.”

“Why?” Rakar growled, angrier at himself for caring whether this slave was hurt or not.

“I didn’t want you to hurt Rarulo,” Serin said quietly.

Rakar didn’t know why he pulled Serin into his arms and held him tightly to him. He pulled Serin’s hair forcing Serin’s head to tilt back. The next thing he knew he was kissing this slave and getting aroused, feeling Serin kissing him back. He forced himself to break this intimate embrace. He let Serin go and stood up.

“You just want me to release your friend.” Rakar didn’t know what to think when he saw the confused look on Serin’s face. Without saying another word he left the slave quarters. He didn’t lock the door. His anger at himself grew as he stomped down the hall. He made up his mind that he was going to rape Serin. Put him through the same torment that he was putting Rarulo through. Maybe then this strange behavior would stop. Why in the hell did he care if that slave hurt himself and yet he rushed to him to make sure he wasn’t hurt.

“Ahh!!” Rakar growled loudly. Yes, he was going to brutalize Serin. He should have done that in the first place. He stopped at the end of the hallway. He was going to think of how he was to abuse Serin. He grew angrier when he couldn’t picture himself taking Serin so roughly. He felt a hand gently go through the bottom length of his hair. He turned around and saw Serin standing there looking at the ground.

“What is it?” Rakar was surprised by this tender gesture from Serin.

“I will do whatever you want if you let Rarulo go.” Serin slowly looked up into Rakar’s crystal blue eyes.

Rakar looked into Serin’s warm eyes for a moment. “Whatever I want huh, don’t you think I will take what I want anyways?”

“I know…but…I will give myself to you willingly.”

“Go back to the slave quarters.”

Serin immediately obeyed.

Images of Serin lying on Rakar’s bed naked, opening his arms inviting Rakar into his embrace flooded Rakar’s mind.

Rakar shook the image from his mind. Perhaps it was better to rid himself of that tiresome Rarulo. Rakar walked over to the phone and called up Nuruc. When he finished talking with Nuruc he walked over to Rarulo. With one push of a button the restraints opened causing Rarulo to fall to the floor.

Rarulo looked up at Rakar glaring down at him. Rarulo looked over to the door as the doorbell rang.

“Come in!” Rakar shouted.

Rarulo saw that big man with the long silver hair walk in.

“Nuruc.” Rakar turned around and greeted his friend.

“You owe me big time for this one. You know that don’t you. Male slaves aren’t really my thing.”

“I appreciate all that you do for me, Nuruc.”

Nuruc reached down and pulled Rarulo’s hair raising him up to his feet.

“What is going on?”

“Nuruc is your Master now, boy.”

“No!  What about Serin? You can’t take me from him. Serin is too gentle to be left alone with you, you fucking monster.”  Rarulo’s head jerked violently to the side as Nuruc slapped him hard.

“When I am finish with you, boy, you will learn to keep that mouth shut,” Nuruc growled. Nuruc grabbed Rarulo’s arm and started to drag him from the room.

“Rarulo!” Serin rushed over to him.

“No,” Rakar said, grabbing Serin and pulling him into his arms.

“Rarulo…where is that man taking him?” Serin looked up into Rakar’s eyes.

“Nuruc is Rarulo’s Master now.”

“Don’t worry Serin,” Rarulo said as Nuruc dragged him from the room and closed the door.

“Why?” Serin asked.

“You wanted me to stop hurting your friend didn’t you.”

“But that man might be crueler than you.”

“No, Nuruc is far gentler than I am.”

Serin’s eyes opened wide. Nuruc seemed cruel enough to him. And yet Rakar openly admits he is crueler. Suddenly Serin was afraid.

“You needn’t look at me with fear in your eyes. As long as you do as you have promised I won’t hurt you.”

Serin bowed his head.

“Go rest for awhile. I have some business to attend to. I will leave your door unlock, but if you try and escape I will be forced to lock the door every time I leave. If you go back on your word I will have Nuruc throw your friend out of the window. Just so that you know Nuruc lives on the fiftieth floor. And he will do it. I have seen him throw a slave out the window before, some male slave who didn’t polish Nuruc’s armor correctly.”

“I always keep my word,” Serin said quietly.

“That’s good to hear.”

“Tell me do you know how to cook?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Good, then I expect you to prepare a meal for me before I return.” Rakar grabbed his sword and walked over to the door. He turned around just before he reached the door. “By the way don’t even waste your time trying to poison me. The Sidana people are born with a natural immunity to all poisons.” With that said Rakar left.

Serin looked around his prison. He hoped he did the right thing by asking for Rakar to let Rarulo go. Serin went into the kitchen and started to prepare a meal for Rakar.

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Rakar was glad to be back at his home. The meeting with Maru went on longer than he expected. Maru was causing too much tension between the warriors. Rakar had to get his mind off things so he stopped off at the upscale slave house and fucked a man and woman slave until they begged him to stop.

The smell of delicious food assaulted his senses as he entered his home. It had been awhile since someone cooked for him. He always managed to go through slaves at an alarming rate. He had a bad tendency of breaking his toys. He couldn’t even hire someone to cook for him. After Rakar had killed the last two hired cooks in a fit of rage, no one wanted to work for him.

Rakar walked into the kitchen and watched Serin getting the table set. He couldn’t take his eyes from Serin. “That smells good,” Rakar said, startling Serin.

“I hope you like it.” Serin put the last of the food on the serving plate.

Rakar sat down. “Join me.”

Serin slowly sat down in the chair.

“Eat, you are too thin.”

“Yes Sir.”

They sat there in silence for a moment eating their meals.

“Tell me Serin what was your purpose in your colony?”

“I helped with the crops and in the winter I helped with teaching the children.”

“I bet the children liked you.”

“They seemed to.”

“There was a serious lack of warriors in your colony.”

“Until your people showed up there really was no need. We did have guards. They protected everyone from natural threats such as animal attacks, etc. The colonies on Nunos never attacked each other. There was no real reason to.”

“So you are telling me there wasn’t anyone who caused trouble.”

“Well naturally there was the few colonists who loved to cause trouble. And there was the occasional theft. That was another duty of our guards to find these people and deal with them accordingly.”

“How would they deal with them?”

“Murderers were executed immediately. Thieves were imprisoned until they paid back what they stole. Any man who raped a woman had to face her family or husband and what happened, happened.”

“Murders…if your colony was so peaceful it seems there wouldn’t be murders.”

“Murder was a very rare thing on Nunos.”

“I find this hard to believe.”

“People who traveled to the new colonies were trying to start over or get away from something. They wanted somewhere to raise their children where the horrors of the settled worlds couldn’t reach them. It was risky to live so far away from the other planets. But it was a risk they were willing to take. Several colonies were destroyed on the planets that turned out to be unsuited for human habitation. Of course there was no real way to know for sure if the new planets could support human life for an extended period of time. Nunos luckily was perfect for human habitation. Well…it was before…you…” Serin looked down at his plate.

“I don’t take pride for attacking a colony such as yours, Serin. Your planet had no real resources and certainly no warriors to give me a challenge.”

“Then why did you?” Serin looked at him.

“Because, I was ordered to do it.”

“Oh…” Serin looked back down at his plate. “Why did you destroy everything?”  Serin looked back up at Rakar. “Why take so many slaves? If you saw there wasn’t anything of real value, why didn’t you just leave?”

Rakar wanted to slap Serin for asking such questions. After all Serin was just a slave. “We always take slaves and Maru demands we destroy everything.”

“Why?”

 That look of sadness and confusion in Serin’s eyes bothered Rakar. “I don’t know why. Perhaps Maru wants to make everyone fear us.”  Rakar did understand why Maru would want them to destroy their more powerful enemies, that would certainly spread fear of the Sidana warriors. He didn’t understand however the need to destroy the small colonies. There really wasn’t nothing gain from that.

“You shouldn’t question my people, Serin. You are just a slave.”

“I am still human.”

“I know,” Rakar whispered.

“Are you finished?” Serin asked as he stood up and began cleaning off the table.

“Yes. You are a fine cook, Serin.”

“My mother taught me.”

“Your mother…is she dead?”

“Yes, your people killed her.” Serin tried to contain his tears. His mother had to be dead. The Sidana wouldn’t see her as a suitable slave.

“She may be a slave, Serin.”

“Maybe, but I doubt it. She wasn’t a young woman, yet she wasn’t old either.”

“Would you like me to find out for you?”

Serin quickly turned to Rakar. “You would do that for me?”

“I don’t see the harm in it.”

“Thank you,” Serin said quietly.

Rakar stood up and walked over to him. He gently touched Serin’s shoulder. “You’re welcome. What is your Mother’s name?”

“Rosele”

Rakar allowed Serin to go to bed early. Rakar had much tedious paperwork to finish anyways. He called the processing center and inquired about Serin’s mother. After a few hours the phone rang.

Rakar walked over and answered it.

“General Rakar, Sir… I am from the processing center,” a timid woman’s voice said.

“What did you find out?”

“Rosele from the colony planet Nunos is slated to be sold to the Travelers when they return.”

“When is that?”

“Next week Sir.”

“I request that she is to be sent to the maternity station. She might be useful to them.”

“But Sir…”

“This is a simple request.”

“I will fill out the paperwork and send you a copy.”

Rakar hung up the phone. Why in the world did he just do that? Why did he care if that woman was sold to the Travelers? Rakar walked over to the large picture window and looked out over the lights of the city. He knew the answer, it was for…Serin.

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“You have been acting strange, Rakar,” Nuruc said.

“How so?” Rakar motioned for the waitress to bring him another drink.

“First you are protective of that new pretty male slave, and now I heard rumors of you saving a female slave from that same planet from being sold to the Travelers. Not to mention you gave me the slave you took so much enjoyment in torturing. Don’t tell me you are becoming compassionate in your old age.”

“Of course not, a warrior can’t be compassionate.”

“I am glad you still think so. You know what happens to a warrior if he dares lower himself to fall in love with his slave.”

“Of course I do. I would never lower myself to love some lowly slave.”

“The very thought of that is gross,” Nuruc said as he slugged down his drink. “A slave is so beneath a Sidana, especially a General. Hell we can have our pick of any Sidana female or male for that matter.  A slave isn’t even considered human in the eyes of our law.”

“You needn’t worry about me falling in love with some worthless slave.”

“Yeah, you’re right. You don’t even love your Sidana lovers.” Nuruc chuckled.

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Serin busied himself with cleaning up Rakar’s large residence. He hurried to the door when the doorbell rang.

“This is for General Rakar, boy, make sure he gets it.” The courier looked at Serin as if he was some filthy animal.

“I will.”

Serin closed the door and went to set the paper down on the table. The name Rosele from the colony planet Nunos caught Serin’s eyes. Since the colonists originated from long established planets the written word was very similar on all planets in this sector.  Serin carefully opened the seal making sure that he could easily reseal the letter. As per your request General Rakar, the slave known as Rosele has been taken off the invoice for the Travelers purchase and has been placed in the maternity ward in the beta sector of the main city.

Serin couldn’t believe what he was reading. He stood there looking at the paper for what seemed like hours.

“I see you know I found your mother,” Rakar said as he stood behind Serin.

“Sir…I am sorry.” Serin turned around and handed Rakar the paper.

“No big deal, but next time don’t read my messages.” Rakar gently took the paper from Serin’s hand.

Serin wrapped his arms around Rakar’s waist tightly. “Thank you Sir, thank you so very much.”

“You are welcome, Serin. Don’t expect me to do this again.” He felt Serin’s arms wrap around tighter and Serin nuzzling his cheek against Rakar’s chest.

Rakar enjoyed the feeling of Serin’s body pressed so close to his. He brought up his hand and gently stroked Serin’s dark hair. This kind of moment was foreign to him. He took other people’s bodies, but never did he just hold someone like this.

Rakar looked down into Serin’s face as Serin looked up at him. That look in Serin’s eyes…so warm…so erotic…Rakar tilted his head down and captured Serin’s lips. Serin’s lips were soft and he willingly gave himself over to Rakar. Rakar could feel the difference. Rakar pulled Serin closer as he deepened the kiss. He wrapped his arms tightly around Serin wanting to feel Serin as close to him as possible.

Rakar slowly walked forward still holding their passionate embrace. Serin let him lead the way, his body melting into Rakar’s. When they reached the large sofa Rakar scooped Serin in his arms then gently laid him down on the sofa. He looked at Serin lying there, that look on his face, oh that fucking look threatened to make Rakar lose control. Rakar slowly removed his shirt.

“Take off your clothes,” Rakar said softly. His eyes couldn’t leave Serin as he watched Serin remove his clothing. Serin’s body was trim and virtually hairless like a woman’s body would be. Rakar’s eyes drifted down to Serin’s cock. Serin wasn’t as well endowed as Rakar was—Rakar was pleased by this fact.

“Lay back down,” Rakar said as he removed the rest of his clothes. He gazed at Serin lying there naked. He could see the apprehension in Serin’s eyes, but it wasn’t because he feared Rakar it was just the fear of the unknown. Serin was untouched, Rakar understood his fear.

“Wait there,” Rakar said. He went to the kitchen and grabbed some cooking oil. It was the only kind of lube he could think to use. Normally his lovers would bring their own lube and Rakar rarely bothered to make things comfortable for his slaves.

“What’s that for?” Serin sat up quickly.

“To ease the pain.” Rakar gently laid Serin back down. He climbed onto the sofa and laid his large body on top of Serin’s smaller one. He gazed into Serin’s eyes for a moment and what he saw in Serin’s eyes touched him. The warmth, the sweet warmth of those eyes was so intense.

“I don’t know what to do,” Serin softly said.

“Don’t worry I will teach you.” Rakar captured Serin’s lips wanting to taste the sweetness of them. His hands caressed every inch of Serin’s flesh that he could reach. He slowly reached under him and gently opened Serin’s legs. Rakar reached over for the oil. He applied a liberal amount to his cock as well to Serin’s ass.

“That’s cold,” Serin whispered.

Rakar smiled down at him then placed the oil on the floor. He grabbed the head of his cock and positioned it right at the opening of Serin’s ass.

“This will hurt a little.” Rakar waited as Serin stroked Rakar’s chest with one hand and played with a strand of Rakar’s long blond hair. He saw Serin wince as he slowly entered Serin’s ass.

“Relax,” Rakar said. He took his time allowing Serin to get adjusted to the size of Rakar’s cock. Rakar kissed and stroked Serin trying to take Serin’s mind off of the temporary pain. When Rakar finally buried his cock to the hilt into Serin he arched up. Slowly he started to thrust. He loved the feeling of being deep inside Serin and the way Serin caressed him with his hands. He looked down into Serin’s face when Serin let out a soft moan. Rakar began thrusting a little faster. He lowered his upper body so he could capture Serin’s lips again. He felt Serin beginning to rock his hips in time to Rakar’s thrust. He felt Serin’s soft moan vibrate in his mouth.

“Yesss…” Rakar hissed as he arched his upper body. He reached under him and grabbed Serin’s cock. He stroked Serin’s cock in the same rhythm he thrust his cock deeply into Serin. He watched the pleasure on Serin’s face. He had the joy of witnessing Serin’s first time. He couldn’t look away as Serin cried out his orgasm.  Rakar released Serin’s cock and started to thrust harder and faster. He leaned down and kissed Serin again. He could feel his orgasm start to build. He deepened their kiss.

Serin grabbed handfuls of Rakar’s hair as he held their kiss. Serin’s body felt wonderful and he took much delight in feeling Rakar’s body moving on top of him. It was painful at first to take Rakar’s cock inside of him and it still was a bit uncomfortable, but Serin didn’t care. Rakar’s hand felt wonderful on his cock when he brought Serin to orgasm. Serin’s body shuddered when Rakar moaned as they kissed. He felt Rakar’s body moving faster and faster, felt his cock go deeper and deeper with each thrust.

“AHHH!!!” Rakar cried out.

Serin watched as Rakar arched up, his beautiful long blond hair flipping up like a curtain of silk before it settled, draping over Rakar’s shoulder. Serin felt strange, but a wonderful kind of strange as he gazed upon Rakar’s face as it was twisted in pleasure. He felt Rakar drive his cock a few more times into Serin as he came deep inside of him. Serin welcomed the heaviness of Rakar’s body as Rakar collapsed down onto him. He wrapped his arms around Rakar and slowly caressed Rakar’s back as Rakar’s breathing calmed down.

They lay like that for a few moments then Rakar slowly started to get up.

“No, please lay with me for a few more moments,” Serin said.

Rakar was unable to deny Serin’s request and laid back down on Serin. He felt Serin’s arms go around him again and the gentle caress of Serin’s hand on his back. He closed his eyes and enjoyed this tender moment.

“It is forbidden for a Sidana citizen, be it he or she is a warrior or not, to fall in love with a slave. Use their body for your pleasure, but never give them your heart. A slave is beneath us, no better than a common animal and is unworthy of a Sidana citizen’s love. Any citizen caught treating their slave like a lover will be executed for breaking one of our sacred laws. I will not allow my people to have an animal as a lover.”

Maru’s words echoed in Rakar’s mind. He quickly climbed off of Serin and stood up.

“What’s wrong?” Serin slowly sat up.

“Go back to your quarters.”

Serin stood up and placed his hand on Rakar’s chest. “What did I do wrong?”

Rakar looked down at Serin. “You have done nothing. I just need to think right now.”

Serin reached down and gathered his clothes. He hurried to his quarters.

Rakar’s fear intensified the more he thought of what just happened. This is what that funny feeling was…”Damn it,” Rakar cursed at himself.  He was in love with Serin. This was forbidden by his people.

Rakar headed to the shower. He climbed in and let the warm water wash over him. Rakar had never been in love before. He wouldn’t allow himself to be. His career was the most important thing in his life. Now that he was a grand General there was no higher wrung on his career ladder. He cursed himself over and over for allowing himself to develop feelings for Serin. What was worse that look in Serin’s eyes told Rakar that Serin was falling in love with him as well. This can’t be, it is forbidden and punishable by death. Rakar had already started to raise a few eyebrows by his order that no one was to hurt Serin. Was his love for Serin going to show in his eyes the way Serin’s love for him did? No, Rakar never showed emotion. Serin was an open book. Those eyes of his…Rakar punched the shower wall. He finished cleaning up then put on a robe.

He walked into the living room and grabbed the phone. He talked with Maru for a few moments, seeing if there was another mission Maru wanted him to do. Rakar slammed down the phone after he talked with his leader. Maru had ordered him to take it easy for a month or so. This is not what Rakar wanted to hear. He turned around. He could feel Serin’s presence in the room.

“I am frightened and angry at myself,” Serin said as he stood there in the middle of the room.

“What do you mean?”

“You will think I am weak or worse.”

“What is it?”

Serin looked at the floor unable to look at Rakar. “I should hate you. I should be repulsed by your touch…but…” Serin stood there quietly for a moment. “I feel as if I am betraying my people because of the way I feel right now.” Serin slowly looked up at Rakar. “I want you to touch me like we just did. Since we arrived here I find myself thinking about you all the time. I find myself stealing glances at you…I think…I…love you.” Serin couldn’t bear to hear what Rakar was going to say so he hurried back to his quarters.

He looked up at the door when it burst opened.

“Listen to me. You shouldn’t say such things,” Rakar said as he stood in the doorway.

“I know I shouldn’t.”

Rakar slowly walked over to Serin then quickly took him into his arms. “It is against the law for a Sidana to fall in love with their slave. So you mustn’t say words of love to me.”

“I understand.”

“Serin.” Rakar gazed into Serin’s eyes. “I have feelings for you as well, but we can’t act upon these feelings. I don’t see you as weak or I will have to look upon myself the same way.”

Serin started to cry, he couldn’t stop himself. He shouldn’t love his captor, the man who destroyed his village, enslaved his people, but he couldn’t make his heart listen. What kind of person did this make Serin?

“I understand your confusion, Serin.” Rakar held him tighter. “For I feel the same confusion, I shouldn’t love a slave. I have been taught that all slaves are beneath me. I have never loved anyone before. I heard my friends talk about love and I always thought it was just a silly and worthless emotion. Now I know what they were talking about. Now for the first time in my life I don’t know what to do.”

“Neither do I.” Serin held Rakar tighter.

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Serin sat on the backseat of Rakar’s car. Rakar had attached a collar to Serin’s neck. Serin had no idea where they were going. Rakar and Serin talked all night, mostly about Serin though. However, Rakar didn’t say a word to him this morning after they made love again.

Serin gazed up at the large building as they approached. He had no idea what this building was used for. He saw a woman and two men hurry over to the car.

“General Rakar,” they said in unison.

Rakar only nodded his head then he opened the back door and hooked a leash to Serin’s collar. “Come on,” he said softly to Serin.

“I am honored to have you here,” a middle-aged woman said as she also hurried to the car. “Your bloodline is such a pure one.”

“Can we get on with it,” Rakar said as he led Serin toward the building.

“I assume you will want to sire a son,” the woman said.

“Of course.”

Serin followed behind Rakar. He didn’t like the fact that he was being led around by a leash. He didn’t protest though, after all Rakar was his owner. Once inside he gazed around the lobby. What was this place?

“Please wait here,” the woman said.

Serin waited for her to be out of hearing distance. “Rakar, what is this place?”

“This is the maternity building.”

“Maternity…my mother…”

Rakar turned around and looked down at Serin. He smiled seeing that excited look on Serin’s face. “Maru has been bugging me for years to sire a child. I figure now would be a good time.”

“Rakar…” Serin didn’t know what to say. He quickly looked to the ground when the woman returned.

“I wish for my slave to walk freely around while I mate with the female of my choosing.”

“Of course General Rakar.”

Rakar unhooked the leash. “Third floor,” he whispered to Serin before he followed the woman to the mating rooms.

Serin stood there for a moment. He didn’t know what to feel. Rakar planned this so Serin could see his mother.

“My father left me and my mother after my older brother died. My brother was accidentally shot as he and four other hunters went out to catch some prey. My older brother’s name was Mazen. He was so different than me. He was brave and very strong, just like my father had been.  After he died my father stopped caring about anything and when the trading ships came at the end of the month he left with them. No goodbyes or anything he just up and left. I was only twelve. My mother was so strong and she kept her pain to herself. She always told me there was nothing wrong with me, not all men were supposed to be strong. That my gentle nature was my gift, the way I could bring warmth to those around me and soothed them was something to be proud of. Of course, I thought she was only trying to make me feel better. She was always there for me.”  Serin told Rakar this last night as they stayed up talking.

Serin headed up to the third floor. The thought that Rakar listened to him, really listened to him, touched Serin beyond words to describe. Serin’s heart pounded in his chest when he spotted his mother putting a Sidana child into his or her bassinet.

“Mother,” he could barely speak.

“Serin?” Tears filled her eyes as she hurried down the hallway to him.

“Mother.” He held her tightly in his arms, so relieved that she was alive and well. “Are they treating you with kindness?” he asked as he held her tighter.

“Yes, a General Rakar ordered them to. What’s funny I don’t even know a General Rakar.”

“He did…”

Rosele stepped back and looked at her son. Serin looked like her. “Do you know this General Rakar?”

“Yes…” Serin couldn’t look at her.

“What’s going on Serin?”

“I can’t tell you.”

Rosele turned toward a Sidana female. “Is it okay for me to talk with this slave in private?”

The woman walked over to them.

“Who is your owner, boy?” she asked.

“General Rakar,” Serin said quietly.

“You may speak with him in the storage room, but only for a few moments.”

“Thank you, Miss.” Rosele gently grabbed Serin’s arm and led him to the storage room. “General Rakar owns you?”

“Yes…”

“There is more isn’t there.”

Serin sat down on one of the wood crates. He kept his eyes to the ground. “He is the one who led the attack on our planet.”

“Then I don’t understand why he would spare me from the Travelers and command these people here to be kind to me.”

Serin looked up at her. He didn’t know how to say this. How could he tell his mother that he was in love with the man that destroyed their lives.

“What is it Serin?”

“Mother…”

“Did he harm you?” She came down to her knees before him and placed her hands on his thigh.

“I love him, Mother.”

“What?!” She stood up and stepped back from him. “He murdered several of our people, he destroyed our planet, our lives.”

“I know Mother and at first I despised him for it.”

“Don’t you tell me that you love that monster again. I don’t want to hear it.”

“Mother.” Serin stood up and slowly walked to her.

“This is why he feigns mercy to me, because I am your mother. Don’t tell me that monster loves you too.”

“He does.”

“Serin how could you love that man. How?!”

“I don’t know it just happened.”

“I rather you be dead than in the arms of that man. His hands are stained with our people’s blood.”

“Mother,” Serin’s voice shook.

“What you are doing is wrong, Serin.”

“How can love be wrong?”

“They look upon us like animals. Your lover destroyed our people. Your love for him is wrong, his love for you is wrong.”

“How can you say that, you of all people. Father was a warrior from a violent planet, not so very different from the Sidanas.”

“His planet was destroyed by the Sidana!” Her voice a bit louder than she intended.

They both sat in silence for a while. Both lost in their thoughts.

“They are in there, General Rakar.”

Serin quickly stood up when the door opened.

“We must leave Serin.”

“You monster!!” Rosele flew at Rakar. He easily stopped her.

“Mother!” Serin pulled her away from him. “He saved your life.”

“He destroyed our planet.” She turned to Serin.

Rakar closed the door and stood in front of it as he saw the anger in her eyes and the pain in Serin’s.

“If you choose to be with this man I don’t ever want to see you again.”

“Mother…”

“Let’s go Serin,” Rakar said.

“I mean it Serin.”

“Goodbye mother, I’m so glad you are safe and well treated.” Serin walked over to Rakar.

“Serin,” Rakar whispered as he gently stroked Serin’s hair. Rakar glared at Rosele.  Rakar had never known his mother. He was taken from her when he was an infant. His father was a grand General and therefore his son was going to be trained as a warrior.

Rakar opened the door and led Serin out of the room. He attached the leash and both of them left the maternity building. Rakar climbed into the car and looked at Serin through his rearview mirror. Serin was crying which broke Rakar’s heart. “I am sorry Serin. I should have never brought you here.”

“Don’t say that. It was a kind gesture that you wanted me to see my mother and let her know that I was alright.”

Rakar drove home. He attached the leash to Serin as he led them to his residence. Once inside Rakar remove the leash and took Serin into his arms.

“I told her that I loved you and she looked upon me like I was scum.”

“You should have never told her that, Serin.”

“I thought she would understand.”

“That her son loves the man who destroyed her planet. Serin…” Rakar held him tighter.

“If my own mother doesn’t understand no one will, not even my friends.”

“Do you regret your love for me?”

“No…” Serin looked up into Rakar’s eyes. “Never.” Rakar’s smile lightened Serin’s heart.

“I will protect you, Serin, no one would dare hurt you.”

“Please leave my mother where she is. She is well treated there.”

“I will.” Rakar had all intentions of having Serin’s mother sold to the Travelers for the pain she had brought Serin. But now there was no way he could. Rakar looked into Serin’s warm eyes. Serin had chosen him over his own mother. He did so without hesitation. This to Rakar was a grand gesture of love on Serin’s part. The lingering doubt that perhaps Serin was feigning love to earn Rakar’s favor had evaporated from Rakar’s mind. There was no doubt now that Serin did in fact love him.  He stroked Serin’s cheeks as he continued to look deeply into Serin’s eyes. Serin brought him peace and warmth—he did from the moment Rakar gazed into his beautiful eyes. Serin’s compassionate nature was the perfect counterbalance to Rakar’s lack of compassion. Rakar would have never spared the lives of slaves before. He did everything to bring a smile to Serin’s face. To see Serin’s smile Rakar would take on the whole Sidana army.

“You have done so much for me,” Serin said as he gazed into Rakar’s crystal blue eyes. “Yet, I have done nothing but bring you suspicious stares from your people. If me being with you is going to…”

“Shh,” Rakar gently placed his finger over Serin’s lips. “You bring me peace Serin. After a lifetime of war, death and destruction, you have given me the gift of warmth, peace and love. Let my people stare it matters little to me.”

“I don’t want you to get hurt because of me.”

“Don’t concern yourself with that.” Rakar lowered his lips down to Serin’s and kissed him gently while he held Serin tightly in his arms.

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Nuruc waited for Senatu, Cybin, and Kydas in their favorite restaurant. Rakar was acting strangely. Over these last few weeks Rakar rarely left his residence. Rumors were starting to go around that Rakar was in love with his pretty male slave.  Even stranger Rakar asked Nuruc to sell Rarulo to one of the colony planets. This in itself wasn’t too strange since slaves fetch quite a high price from these Sidana colony planets. It was the fact that Rakar was showing mercy to Rarulo, the same slave Rakar wanted Nuruc to torment just a few weeks earlier. Plus the fact that Rarulo and Serin were from the same planet didn’t help matters.  Nuruc had to do something before these rumors about Rakar reached Maru.

All four men discussed Rakar’s situation. None of them wanted to see Rakar hurt over some stupid slave.

“How do we know Rakar is in love with that pretty slave? Rumors fly around all the time,” Cybin asked.

“We don’t know until we ask Rakar. I don’t want to chance insulting Rakar if the rumors aren’t true. You know what he will do to me or any of us for that matter,” Kydas added.

“Kick our asses or worse. Rakar has one bad temper,” Cybin said.

“Still, we have to find out one way or another. I can’t see Rakar falling in love with some lowly slave,” Senatu said.

“I will ask him. I am the only one of us who can match Rakar’s strength,” Nuruc said.  “If Maru hears this rumor he will have Rakar investigated. I won’t see my friend put through that. Rakar is a grand General, damn it. If I have to I will kill that fucking slave and stop these rumors.”

“But if the rumors are true and you kill Rakar’s lover he will kill you. I know if someone was to harm Tereal I wouldn’t hesitate to kill them,” Cybin said

“I understand as well, if someone hurt my Sindala I would make them suffer before I killed them,” Senatu added.

“It matters not to me. I will find out what’s going on with Rakar. Maybe we are making a big deal out of nothing. Rakar may just enjoy fucking his new slave. Perhaps that pretty little slave is very talented. You know Rakar when he enjoys something he tends to over do it. That’s how he breaks so many of his slaves,” Nuruc said.

“Maybe you’re right. You remember that male slave Rakar had obtained last year. I believed he literally fucked that slave to death,” Cybin said.

“Yet, he has never treated any of his slaves with kindness. But with this one he has gone out of his way to ensure that slave’s safety. This is not the Rakar I know,” Kydas said.

“Maybe he is growing soft in his old age?” Cybin added.

“Kydas has a valid point. Rakar has never shown kindness to anyone, hell he is even a bit chilly with us from time to time. I am going over there this afternoon and getting to the bottom of this. I will not see my friend executed because of some slave,” Nuruc said. “I will let you guys know what I find out.”

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Rakar lifted Serin up still keeping his cock buried deeply in Serin’s ass. He leaned Serin up against a wall then drove his cock over and over into him.

Serin wrapped his arms around Rakar tightly. He could feel the sweat of Rakar’s body mingling with his own sweat. Rakar had brought Serin to several orgasms this morning while delaying his own.  Serin’s body shuddered hearing Rakar’s moans. His own body started its slow rise to another amazing orgasm.

“I want to hear you come again,” Rakar growled as he drove his cock deeper and faster into Serin. Rakar growled louder when he felt Serin’s cum on his body. Rakar slowly came down to his knees still keeping his cock buried in Serin. He lay down so now Serin was on top. “Ride me to orgasm.”

Serin watched Rakar’s face as he bounced up and down on Rakar’s cock. Serin was mesmerized looking at the pleasure etched on Rakar’s handsome face. Serin intensified his efforts when Rakar started to arch his back up.

“AHHHH, OOOMMM!” Rakar yelled out.

Serin’s body quivered as he watched Rakar have an orgasm. Damn Rakar looked so good like this. Serin wished he could always bring such pleasure to him.

“Damn that was good,” Rakar said as he caressed Serin’s hips.

“Yes,” Serin’s voice shook.

Rakar grabbed a hold of Serin and rolled him over so now Rakar was on top. “We are going to take a shower then I am going to fuck you again.” Rakar smiled.

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Nuruc pushed the elevator attendant aside then charged at Rakar’s door. If he found out Rakar was in love with that lowly slave…Nuruc couldn’t even picture that. Rakar wouldn’t lower himself to love a slave. Nuruc didn’t bothered knocking and just opened the door. He heard Rakar moaning with pleasure. He walked straight into the living room and stopped. Rakar had his hands tangled in Serin’s hair as Serin sucked Rakar’s cock.

“Take more, ah…yes…just like that,” Rakar moaned. Rakar leaned back onto the sofa. His eyes were closed. His face told how much pleasure Serin’s mouth was bringing him. Rakar tightened his grip on Serin’s head and began thrusting his cock upwards. He was so close, so damn close to orgasm.

When Serin looked up at Rakar that is when he spotted Nuruc. He slowed his sucking down, not sure if he should stop or not.

“Don’t you dare stop now!” Rakar growled. He latched onto Serin’s head tighter and started thrusting faster. “Yesss,” Rakar hissed. He moved Serin’s head up and down on his cock, faster and faster. “Like that, mmm, like that.”  His orgasm started to build. “Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop.”  Rakar arched back as his orgasm started to reach its peak. “Yes, yes…oh yes!!!” his voice boomed.

Once Serin had drained Rakar’s cock dry he let Rakar’s cock pop from his mouth then he sat back on his heels. “Did I please you Sir?”

Rakar sat up and looked over at Serin kneeling there. He was puzzled by Serin’s behavior. Serin only acted like Rakar’s slave in front of other people. Rakar quickly looked behind him and saw Nuruc standing there.

“What are you doing here? Did Maru order us to leave out again?”

“No, I wanted to talk to you about something.” The scene before him looked artificial. There was no fear in Serin’s eyes like there used to be when that lowly slave first arrived. Not to mention the fact that Rakar seemed puzzled by his slave’s behavior.

“Why do you look at me like that?” Rakar said as he put on his robe.

“Send your slave away. I must talk to you about something important.”

“Go to your chamber.”

“Yes Sir.” Serin hurried off.

Rakar walked over to the metal cabinet and poured himself a drink. “Would you like something to drink?”

“No thank you.” Nuruc sat down in one of the chairs that faced the fireplace. “Sit down Rakar.”

Rakar sat in the other chair and sipped his whiskey.

“Have you heard the rumors about you and that slave of yours?”

“Some of them, why?”

“You know if Maru hears these rumors he will investigate you.”

“I know, it is of little consequence to me.”

“It should be.”

“When have I ever taken rumors seriously, Nuruc.”

“That is not the point. Tell me Rakar are these rumors true?”

“What do you think?”

“Before I came in here I thought there was no way you would lower yourself to love a slave, but now seeing you with that…slave, I don’t know.”

“What I do in my home is my business. Why should anyone else care?”

“You do love that slave, don’t you?”

“It is my business, Nuruc, it doesn’t concern you.”

“The hell it doesn’t. You are a grand General of the Sidana, a damn good one too. You have earned the respect of our people. I will not sit idly by and watch you die because of that slave.”

“Who says I am going to die. Maru will think little of these rumors.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I don’t care.”

“What is wrong with you?” Nuruc stood up and began pacing around, clearly agitated. “Send that slave away, Rakar. Send him to one of the colonies. There are several who do just research, they will treat him well.”

“No!” Rakar stood up.

“Rakar you must distance yourself from that slave. If you don’t I will be forced to kill that lowly slave. I won’t watch my friend be sent to the platform!!”

“You harm Serin and I will hunt you down,” Rakar growled. He threw his glass into the fire.

“You do love that slave.” Nuruc looked at Rakar with disgust. “How could you lower yourself to love basically an animal?”

“Serin is not an animal. What does it matter what I do as long as I serve Maru and our people.”

“There are so many beautiful young Sidana men. I am sure I can find one that looks like that slave.”

“I don’t want anyone else!”

“Then you will die on the platform. Maru would never allow you to break one of his laws. Please Rakar, I don’t want to see you die. We have been friends forever. We trained together, fought together—we even climbed the ranks together. Don’t throw everything you have worked so hard away just to love some slave.”

“Your concern touches me, Nuruc. I have no intention of letting Maru find out about my personal life. I have won him many battles, loyally served him for more years than I can remember.”

“He will hear the rumors.”

“There is no guarantee he will do anything about it.”

“There is no guarantee he won’t. Is your love for that slave worth the risk?”

“Yes,” Rakar said without hesitation.

Serin leaned his head against the wall in his chamber. He heard everything those two were saying. Would Rakar really die for loving him? Rakar was willing to risk everything to be with him. Serin pulled his knees to his chest and hugged them tightly to him. He couldn’t allow Rakar to die. Serin jerked when he heard the front door slam. Nuruc slammed the door so hard it rattled everything in the apartment.

Serin looked at the door of his chamber when it slowly opened up.

“You can come out now,” Rakar said. He was shocked when Serin ran over to him and held him tightly.

“I don’t want you to die for loving me. Send me away. Send me to that colony your friend spoke of.”

“You don’t need to worry about that.” Rakar stroked Serin’s hair.

Serin looked at him with tears in his eyes. “Please send me away. I couldn’t bear to know I was the cause of your death.”

“If I send you away Serin I would already be dead in the inside. I would rather spend time with you, even if that time is short, then to be away from you.”

“But you will die!” Serin started to really cry. If Maru was crueler than Rakar use to be, he would indeed investigate any rumors about one of his Generals. Serin had no doubt Maru would have Rakar executed for breaking one of his laws. He suspected Rakar already knew this.

 “Let’s go away together then,” Serin said.

“I can’t leave this planet unless Maru has ordered me to go somewhere else.”

“He doesn’t have to know you left.”

“He would find out.”

“So…it won’t matter by time he does find out we will be long gone.”

“Where could I go that someone won’t recognize me? Maru has spread fear throughout this entire galaxy. He had his Generals spread this fear of the Sidana. People from all planets in this galaxy know who I am.”

“Then we could go to another galaxy.”

“Serin…” Rakar gently caressed Serin’s cheek. “Maru would hunt me down. He wouldn’t stop until he brought back my head.” He pulled Serin into his arms. “I don’t want you to worry about this. When the time comes if it comes you will be safe.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“I don’t want to talk about this anymore.” Rakar lifted Serin up into his arms and carried him to his chamber. He laid Serin gently on the bed then climbed on the bed himself. He pulled Serin into his arms. He lay there holding Serin to him for an hour. He heard Serin’s soft breathing, telling him that Serin had finally fallen asleep.

Rakar looked down at Serin still cradled in his arms. If Maru wanted Rakar dead for breaking the law by loving a slave then so be it. Rakar didn’t care, not anymore. These precious moments spent with Serin were well worth it. For the first time in his life Rakar felt human, felt loved. This feeling was worth any price to him.

He would have to start planning on how to get Serin away from Sidana in the event Maru did order Rakar’s execution. He would not have Serin die along side of him. Serin was too precious to him. Rakar had already sent Rarulo and soon that other friend of Serin’s to one of the colonies. Those two will be treated with kindness on this colony planet. He would arrange for Serin to be sent there as well. Of course he would have to come up with a way to sneak Serin to this planet. Maru would surely kill Serin and would go anywhere to find him. Rakar was an extremely wealthy man. He was sure his vast fortune could buy Serin’s freedom. He smiled and snuggled closer to Serin. His mind at ease knowing Serin would live on if Rakar was to die.

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“Keher!” Serin yelled, running into the living room. Rakar had just woken Serin up to tell him he had a surprise for him.

“Serin!” Keher took Serin into his arms.

Rakar watched Serin and Keher. Serin looked so happy, this made Rakar smile. He watched for a few more moments then went to his chamber to give them a little privacy. Rakar had arranged for Keher to come here before he was transported to the colony planet. Serin needed to know his friends were on that planet. This would make him more willing to go if Maru ordered Rakar’s execution.

“It’s so good to see that you are being treated well,” Keher said as he stepped back and looked at Serin.

“You look like you were treated well too.” Serin let his eyes wander over his large friend. “How did you find me?”

“General Rakar asked my new owners to let me see you before I left for the Sidana colony planet.”

“He did…what colony planet?”

“Some Sidana scientists are going to have a settlement there and they need some trustworthy slaves to help them out. I was told by other slaves that I use to work with that I was lucky. The scientist will treat me well, so well in fact that I will forget I was a slave.”

“That is so good to hear.”

Serin and Keher talked for hours. Serin was saddened to see his friend go, but at the same time he was happy that Keher was going somewhere he would be treated well. Keher also told him that Rarulo was going to this same planet.  Of course Keher would have loved for all of them to go home. However he was a realist and knew that their home didn’t exist anymore.

“You sent Rarulo to that same planet didn’t you?” Serin said, knowing Rakar was behind him.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“To make you happy.”

Serin closed the door then turned around. “I can’t thank you enough for saving my friends.”

“What would you like for dinner?” Rakar asked.

Serin smiled coyly.

“What is that smile for?” Rakar moved Serin’s hair from his eyes.

“I want to have finger foods and plenty of sauce for dinner. I want to feed you then lick any sauce that drips on your skin,” Serin shyly said.

“Mmmm,” Rakar purred as he walked over to the phone to order some finger food.

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Maru had sent all of his advisors out of the room. He had to think about what to do. He looked down at the shivering woman who was chained to the base of his throne.

Maru squatted down then grabbed her face roughly. “Tell me slave could you love me?”

“What…Sir?” her voice was barely audible.

“It seems my best General is accused of loving his slave. That same slave loves him too. I want to know if you could love me?”

The woman looked into Maru’s piercing black eyes. She was too frightened to speak. Maru was an enormous man. His black hair and eyes matched his cold heart in her opinion. He would be an extremely handsome man if he had even the smallest measure of warmth to him.

“Answer me,” his deep voice thundered.

 Of course she couldn’t love a man who was as cold as he was inside. But she dare not tell him, she feared what he might do to her.

“See, you couldn’t love your owner. I suspect you despise me.” Maru laughed then stood up.

“Damn it Rakar,” Maru growled.  Maru had killed the messenger who brought him such grave news a week ago. His anger boiled deeply inside him, everyone stayed away from him. Today, his advisors shook in fear waiting for him to take his anger out on them too. This is why Maru dismissed them. He would have killed every one of them to sate his anger. Were these rumors true?  Maru paced around his chamber. He had sent several spies to find out if these rumors were true. Maru quickly turned around when he heard the rapping on his door.

“Enter!” he bellowed.

“Great Maru,” the weedy looking man said as he hurried into the room and knelt down in front of Maru.

“Well.”

“Sir…it appears those rumors about General Rakar are true.” The man handed Maru the file of what he and his assistants had gathered up on Rakar.

Maru looked through the pictures and notes. He pulled his sword from its scabbard, which was strapped to his back. With one quick swipe he beheaded the spy.  He rushed over to his throne and ran his sword through the female slave.

“Damn it!!” he roared. He couldn’t allow Rakar to break a law. He couldn’t, especially not Rakar. The soldiers he led had great respect for Rakar and if he was allowed to break a law they would feel that they could too. Maru had to keep control of his warriors. They were such volatile men, each one of them despised weakness. Maru allowing Rakar to live after breaking a law would show that Maru was weak. He ruled his men with a merciless hand.

Maru summoned slave after slave into his chamber. He killed them all until he finally calmed down. He then summoned four of his personal guards.

“Sir,” they said in unison.

“I want you to wait two days before you bring me General Rakar. I don’t want him to know that I know he broke one of my laws. Bring him to me in chains, but first make sure you kill that miserable slave of his. Do it right in front of Rakar.”

“Yes Sir.” The guards hurried from the room.

“What a waste of a brilliant General.” Maru sat down on his throne. “Who is skilled enough to take Rakar’s place?” Maru’s anger started to build again. His best General had to die because of some lowly slave.  Maru stood up and walked over to the wall that held his favorite weapons. He took down a battle-ax and gripped it tightly in his hands. “Send in more slaves!” he yelled. He was going to kill every last one of his slaves today. If he had his way he would kill all the slaves on Sidana. It was a slave’s fault that his most capable and admired General was going to die.

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Nuruc had told Rakar that Maru had ordered his execution. Out of respect for Rakar one of Maru’s guards told Nuruc.

“Run Rakar,” Nuruc said.

“You know I can’t.” Rakar knew in his heart that this day was coming. Maru showed no mercy to anyone, not even his Generals. Yet, Rakar was not bitter or afraid knowing he was going to die. Serin brought him peace, made him feel love for the first time. It was worth dying to have loved Serin.

“Rakar…” Nuruc walked over to Rakar and took his friend into his arms. He held Rakar for a moment then quickly left.

Rakar had only two days to ensure Serin’s safety, that’s if Maru didn’t grow impatient.  He quickly went to the docks where the shipment of slaves was being prepared to be sent to the colony planet. This was the same planet that Serin’s friends had been transported to.  Rakar gave the captain of the ship a large sum of money, everything Rakar had saved. There was no time to sell his assets. This would have only raised Maru’s suspicions anyways.

“This is a lot of money,” the captain said, looking at the figure written down on the piece of paper. “How will I know I will see this money?”

“You have my word. Once you agree and I am certain you will follow my wishes, I will have the money transferred over to you.”

“It is dangerous to transport a slave not listed on the invoice. I could go to jail for that or worse if Maru is in a particularly bad mood.”  The captain looked at the paper again. He could retire with so much money. He wouldn’t need to take jobs from the Sidana people again.

“Well, do we have a deal?”

“Yes, once I see the money in my account I will make sure your slave gets to that planet without being on the invoice.”

Rakar hurried to transfer the money. He had to make sure Serin was going to be alright. He waited for the money to transfer then he headed back to the docks.

“You are a man of your word,” the captain said. “Have your slave here by mid-morning that is when we are taking off.”

“It will be done.” Rakar headed home.

When he entered his home he saw Serin busy cleaning up. He couldn’t tell Serin what was going to happen. He walked slowly over to him and let his hand slowly pet Serin.

“Rakar.” Serin turned around and smiled at him.

Rakar grabbed Serin and pulled him into his arms. He kissed him deeply, slowly and most passionately. This was going to be their last night together. He lifted Serin up into his arms and carried him to his chamber. He slowly laid Serin in his bed. He stood there looking at Serin.

“Is something wrong?”

“Nothing.” Rakar climbed onto the bed and removed his and Serin’s clothes. He lay on top of Serin wanting to feel Serin’s body under him.

“There is something wrong. I can see it in your eyes.”

“I am sending you to the colony planet your friends have gone to.”

“Why?”

“You wanted us to leave this planet didn’t you?”

“But you said that you couldn’t.”

“I was thinking there maybe a way that I could. I will ask Maru to station me on that planet. I will come up with some reason why this would benefit him.” Rakar stroked Serin’s hair. “But you will have to go first. I will tell him that I sold you or something. You leave tomorrow morning.” Rakar ran his fingers over Serin’s lips. “Don’t worry I will follow shortly afterwards.”

“I don’t want to leave you.”

“You must for the plan to work.” Rakar hated lying to Serin, but this was the only way he could think of to get Serin to that ship in the morning.

He lowered down and kissed Serin again. He rolled on his side taking Serin with him. He wanted to feel Serin’s skin as he kissed him. His hands wandered all over Serin’s soft skin. They lay like that for hours. Rakar wanted this moment to last. This is the last time he would feel Serin like this. He looked down into Serin’s face that look of desire and …warmth in Serin’s eyes. That warmth Serin possessed. Rakar kept his emotions in check. He wanted nothing to spoil their last moments together.

“Make love to me,” Serin said with such a need in his voice.

Rakar slowly rolled over pinning Serin under him. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the bottle of lube. After he generously applied the lube to his cock, he placed the head of his cock to Serin’s opening. He gazed into Serin’s beautiful eyes and slowly eased his cock inside of Serin. He captured Serin’s lips again as he thrust his cock over and over into Serin. He slowly made love to Serin for an hour until finally they orgasmed together.

“Serin…” He caressed Serin’s face. “I love you.”

Serin’s breath caught. Rakar had never said those words before. He could feel Rakar’s love, hell he could see it, but never had he heard those beautiful words from Rakar.

“I love you,” Serin whispered. He reached up and pulled Rakar down to him. He wanted Rakar’s kiss.

Rakar spent the whole night making love to Serin.

“You must hurry and get ready. You can’t miss that ship.”

“I don’t want to leave you.”

“Serin you must. I will join you later.”

Rakar took Serin to the ship.

“Is this the slave?” the captain asked.

“His name is Serin. Make sure he gets there safely.

“Don’t worry I won’t let anything happen to Serin.” The captain turned to Serin. “Hello young man. We will be leaving shortly.” The captain walked away to finish preparing for their take off.

“I better go before someone spots me here. I am going to go talk to Maru now.”

“This doesn’t feel right. Come with me now.” Serin latched onto Rakar’s hand.

“I can’t. It would raise too much suspicion.” Rakar kissed Serin’s hand then walked away. He didn’t look back, he couldn’t.  He was glad that Serin was going to be safe. Rakar headed toward Maru’s palace. He wasn’t going to be chained and dragged in there. He was going to walk in there with his head held high.

Serin watched Rakar go. This awful feeling that something was wrong wouldn’t leave him. He walked down the dock a little. It would be a little while before the ship took off. He spotted a bunch of dock workers talking. Each of them had surprised looks on their faces. Serin moved closer, curious to see what they were talking about.

“I can’t believe it, you’re lying,” one of the workers said.

“My sister is married to one of Maru’s guards that is what he told her.”

“I can’t believe it. General Rakar…”

Serin’s heart began thumping hard in his chest. He hurried over to the men not really caring if they didn’t like a slave talking to them or not. “What about General Rakar?” Serin said in a rush.

The men looked at him for a minute.

“General Rakar is to be executed.”

“Executed! What for, when?”

“Maru found out General Rakar kept a slave as a lover. Maru’s bodyguards are probably heading over to the General’s residence now. As for when he will be executed, Maru wastes no time. The General will probably be executed tonight.”

“Where?”

“The platform of course.”

“Where is that?”

“Just who are you?”

“Just a worker on that ship.”

“They don’t let outsiders witness executions.”

“I can’t believe General Rakar is going to be executed. It’s a shame, a real shame; he was such a brilliant General.”

Serin rushed off the docks. He had to find this platform. He had to somehow stop this from happening. That is why Rakar was acting a bit strange. “That is why he wanted to tenderly make love to me all night,” Serin whispered. “He knew he was going to die.” Serin tried to hold back his tears. Rakar had ensured Serin’s safety. He had sacrificed his life so Serin could live. Serin asked everyone he passed where the platform was. Finally a nice woman gave him directions. She told him the same thing the dock workers did that no outsiders were allowed to observe the execution.

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Rakar walked into Maru’s chamber. He showed no fear, no anger, nothing but acceptance.

“Rakar, somehow I knew you would find out. I am proud of you for just accepting your fate without a fight.” Maru smiled at him. Rakar was going to be strong to the very end. A very dignified death, Rakar deserved that. “Where is your slave?”

“I killed him.”

“Why would you do that?”

“I didn’t want you to make a spectacle of him. I wanted him to die peacefully.”

“Rakar how could you be such a fool and love some dirty slave?  I want you to know I took no pleasure in ordering your execution. Why love a slave, Rakar? You could have had your choice of any Sidana citizen.”

“My slave eased my soul. Something I could have never found on my own.”

“Enough! I don’t want to hear anymore. You will be taken down to the platform and executed right away. I don’t want this unpleasant task to linger on.” He watched Rakar leave the chamber. Rakar had two of Maru’s guards flanking him. Maru stood there. He wasn’t going to witness Rakar’s execution, he couldn’t.

Rakar was led to the waiting room. Rakar glanced up at the clock and smiled. Serin was on his way to safety.

“General Rakar, please follow me,” one of the guards said.

The platform room wasn’t really a room. The platform was located in the courtyard of the palace. There were many people gathered around. Nuruc, Kydas, Cybin and Senatu all had tears in there eyes, though none of them would allow a tear to fall. A good deal of Rakar’s warriors was present as well, so much so that the courtyard was almost filled up. All of them had sadness in their eyes.

Rakar walked tall and proud up to the platform. He slowly climbed the stairs then stopped.

“Serin!”

Serin was already standing on the platform.

“Serin, no!” Rakar hurried up to Serin. “What happened? You should be on your way to the colony by now.”

“I heard that you were going to be executed. I couldn’t let you face this alone.”

“Serin, I wanted you to live on. I wanted you to be with your friends…to be treated with kindness. Why did you come here, why?”

“I would rather die here in your arms, than to live on some colony planet without you.”

“Serin.” Rakar pulled Serin into his arms when he heard the whirl noise of the platform being turned on.

“Rakar.”

 Rakar looked into Serin’s face. “Our last kiss,” he said softly as he held Serin tightly and captured Serin’s lips.

“No, not our last one,” Serin whispered against Rakar’s lips. He held Rakar tightly and kissed him even deeper.

Nuruc watched as the light of the platform evaporated Serin and Rakar. All the warriors in the courtyard saluted their fallen General.

Nuruc held his salute. The image of Rakar holding his slave…no…his lover so intimately as they faded away…Nuruc will remember this moment forever.

The End