No Escape. ( closed)

Her own body pulsed with pleasure as both his fingers and cock played her expertly. He knew a woman's body, she'd never argue that. Almost as if her body responded to the though she groaned low and deep and her body shuddered as an intense climax flooded her with bone melting pleasure that left her quivering and breathless.

As Jenna O’Reily’s supple body gripped his cock like a vice he heard her growl of mixed pleasure and frustration , he knew and that instance he had touched with in the alluring little beauty a very vulnerable place a place he had never been able to reach before. He had thought that by testing her tormenting her he could brake the spirited young street urchin, yet that had met with failure but now her body responded, now she fucked him with a need her recognized, and in that recognition he had the key to unlock the girl’s inner submissive nature. Gentle domination, would yeild what he wanted and he knew in time the stunning red head that had so spurned him, who had fought him tooth and nailed would come willingly to kneel at his feet.

Her tight grip brought on his own climax, and he flooded her with his lust. Yet when satisfied he did not cast her aside, he did not gloat over her but instead wrung several more orgasms from her with his fingers till spent and exhausted her body shimmering in sweat she collapsed. Mattock rolled Jenna to her side he brushed away her crimson mane to kiss her neck his hands lightly ran over her feverous flesh as he massaged her firm breasts and nipples until Jenna’s could catch her breathe. The cradling the girl in his arms he laid her in his bed. And stripped away his uniform to lay naked beside her his body pressed to hers.

“Now rest my sweet pet it ha been a long day.”

The General embraced Jenna and held her close his lips tenderly brushed her fore head.

“Rest Pet”
 
“Now rest my sweet pet it ha been a long day.”

The General embraced Jenna and held her close his lips tenderly brushed her fore head.

“Rest Pet”


Jenna let her eyes drift closed and pretended sleep. She could feel his arms around her, holding her gently but she didn't cuddle into him the way she would have against Ja. She simply remained where he'd laid her while her mind whirled in confusion. She kept expecting the other shoe to drop, for him to push her away and start torturing her in ways she expected. The fact that he didn't made her nervous.

Ja had taught her to turn pain to pleasure but no one had ever taught how to fight against such a gentle assault. As she was about to drift into true sleep her fingers brushed across the brand so high up her thigh and her body stiffened slightly, her anger and resolve steeling once more. That mark would be her reminder, her anchor. No matter how kind he might appear now this was the man that had seared her flesh, had had an alien impregnate her against her will and had tried to use some sort of strange battering ram type devise on her before Ja Dur had thrown him from the prison planet.

She'd submit, she'd survive. She'd do what she must until her Master, her love, came to claim her once more. With that thought in her mind she finally drifted in a deep and dreamless sleep.
 
Mattock lay there with the girl he had lusted for in his arms her soft warm body next to him the sweet musky fragrance of her arousal clinging to her hair and rich silken skin like the finest of perfumes. This stunning red haired beauty that he had given up all for his, reputation his pride, and his career just to have her. He knew he had touched her reached her in a way she was not prepared to fight, had lost the fight this day as her young boy had betrayed her., Yes Ja Dur Apre had trained her well, may be better that the Rapture knew.

The General felt the girl’s fingers brushed across the brand so high up her thigh and her body stiffened slightly.the brand a constant reminder of her past, a stumbling block to his desires and he knew it from the way her body had reacted when her fingers brushed it. When he felt her breathing slow and then become steady with sleep he allowed himself to rest, his soldiers instincts on guard .

When Morning came he rose early and was dressed and setting at his desk. Jenna’s hair lay in wild, tumbled disarray and framed her angelic face in soft crimson waves.

“Morning my sleepy little pet. There is coffee and breakfast for you by the bed.”

Mattock watched as his pet stretched and slowly came from the world of dreams to the reality of the Star Destroyer. If he did not know better he could have sworn that there was a pleasant little smiled that bowed her lips, but it quickly faded as Jenna O’Reily came fully awake. When she had finished her breakfast the General merely said;

“Get dressed my Pet and come with Me.”

He waited for Jenna to obey.
 
“Morning my sleepy little pet. There is coffee and breakfast for you by the bed.”

It took Jenna a few moments to fully come awake. She stretched deeply and couldn't help the soft purring that filled her throat at the sweet pleasure of stretching weary muscles. As she drew fully into wakefullness the languor of dreams swept away and she looked over the breakfast beside the bed. She ate all of it thinking she'd most likely need her energy but she assiduously avoided the coffee. She was highly allergic and even so much as a teaspoon of the stuff would gaurantee her spending the day in bed being violently ill and covered in hives.

Finally finishing she glanced up as Mattock spoke again, “Get dressed my Pet and come with Me.”

"Yes my Lord." Her voice was soft and it once again was as distant as she could make it. Dressing was simply enough since the only thing she had to wear was the tunic she'd worn so briefly the day before and the boots. Out of habit she started to pull her hair back into a tight braid and stopped when she realized she had nothing to bind it with.

Looking to Mattock once more she was forced to ask softly, "Would my Lord prefer my hair tied back or loose? If you prefer it tied back I will need something to secure it with please."
 
Out of habit she started to pull her hair back into a tight braid and stopped when she realized she had nothing to bind it with.

"Would my Lord prefer my hair tied back or loose? If you prefer it tied back I will need something to secure it with please."


“Think for now Pet lose and free as it suits you better.”

Mattock smiled she was so beautiful and those her voice was still distant the soft purr when she woke and the way she sensually stretched. He knew he was correct above all Jenna O’Reily need to serve, to submit , for her to feel complete.

“Yes down.”

His hand caressed her cheek and he enjoyed to contrast of the strict formal military tunic and Jenna’s wild free crimson mane. He led the way Mattock never looked back to see if the red hair little spitfire was there for he knew she would be. Soon They arrived outside the infirmary and ye door was opened by the Captain who was Mattock’s aide.

“So nice to see you again Miss O’Reily.”

“Pet come in and remove your tunic then get on the exam table.”

Mattock saw the flash of fear and a glimmer of hatred flash in the stunning redhead’s eyes as if some think had just been confirmed in her mind. Soon Jenna was spread-eagled and bound to the exam table.

” This may hurt a bit Miss O’Reily”

The Captain sound pleased with the prospect of hurting the bound beauty.

“Captain remember your orders.”

Mattocks voice was stern and carried the air of one use to being obeyed and was more harsh then the tone he had used with Jenna sense her arrival. The Captain took a medical instrument the resembled pliers and he slowly brought it to Jenna’s right nipple and he placed it in her nipple ring. There was a brief moment of pain when he took it out and then repeated the procedure on her left nipple. He trailed the instrument down over Jenna’s firm quivering belly as the fingers of his other hand spread her dark pink Labia.

“No Captain leave the clit ring. Now proceed.”

There was a look of disappointment in the man’s eyes as he picked up a dermal regenerator. And applied it to the wounds left by the nipple rings and though it burned it restore Jenna’s flesh as if it never had been pierced. Then he applied it to her brand and after twenty minutes, the little red haired beauty’s golden skin was as moth, silken and flawless as if the brand had never been there.

“Get Dressed Pet!”

Jenna was released from her bounds and he led her back to his quarters. Mattock Smiled at her when the door closed behind them.

“No one need ever know that you where branded as a pleasure slave Pet. Your skin has been restored, your records purged from the computer except form the prison.’

He caressed her cheek and then he smiled at her.

“Pleas me Pet, I want you to use that agile mind of yours to please me.”
 
“Yes down.”

Jenna nodded and ran her fingers through her hair to release it from the braid she'd been waving. When his fingers ran across her cheek in a gentle caress her head snapped up and her eyes flashed wide and uncertain. She truly didn't understand why he was being so nice all of the sudden but she waited until his back was turned to shrug slightly.

It made captivity easier to have a kind jailor than a cruel one. Except she knew this one could be cruel if he chose.

As they made their way through the hallways of the Destroyer, Jenna made a point of marking the halls they went down and adding them to her mental map of the ship so far. The thing was huge! She was so lost in her speculations of the ships size and shape that she barely realized they'd entered the infirmary until she heard a familiar and hated voice, “So nice to see you again Miss O’Reily.”

She knew Mattock had seen the fear in her eyes along with the hatred she let glimmer there for the man before her. At her sides her fingers had curved into tight fists, her nails digging into the flesh of her palms until they almost drew blood. If they'd been alone in a dark alley she'd have ripped the Captains voicebox from his throat with her bare hands and happily watched as he gurgled for his last breaths.

Instead of lunging at the Captain, Mattock's voice cut through the haze of red clouding her vision, “Pet come in and remove your tunic then get on the exam table.”

So the kindness was done, she hadn't expected it to last long. Her eyes grew cold and distant, like a wall slamming shut behind them as she pulled the tunic over her head and layed it over a nearby chair. There were no options for her and so she climbed up onto the table, her feet resting in the stirrups and her arms sliding where she knew they would be bound. The Captain had her bound in lace quickly and efficiently and Jenna steeled herself for the pain the man so delightled in giving.

” This may hurt a bit Miss O’Reily”

The Captain sound pleased with the prospect of hurting the bound beauty.

“Captain remember your orders.”


Jenna had been about to make her own retort but Mattock beat her to it and the sterness in his voice startled her. He had yet to speak to her that sharply and there was no look of glee in his eyes like he was about to enjoy seeing her in pain. Just what the hell was going on here? She watched intently as the Captain brought forward the pliers and when he used them to pull her nipple rings free she winced slightly but no more. It hurt but it was hardly unbearable, not at all what she'd been expecting.

“No Captain leave the clit ring. Now proceed.”

She didn't mind keeping the clit ring. It had been a source of great pleasure to her and she was sure that once she found her equilibrium once more it would be again. She could remember growing wet and aroused just walking the halls of Ja's small ship...She was torn from her thoughts as the Captain applied the dermal regenerator. Shit that stung!

Amazed her eyes turned down to watch closely as her own skin regrew silky smooth over the piercings and then, more slowly, over the brand until one would never know that she had been marked in such ways. Now she was truly curious. What was the General's game? Was this all just another ploy? Would he simply rebrand and pierce her later? With those tools he could do it a hundred times as well as any of a million other things and never leave a mark on her body.

“Get Dressed Pet!”

Damnit did he always have to cut into her thoughts that way? Sliding from the table she pulled the tunic back over her head and followed him from the infirmary. She realized quickly that they were heading back to his room and made a mental note of the way the hallways looked from this direction. It was a game she'd played with other thieves when they were mapping a new city. Their maps had to be kept in their minds and the first one to know the city like the back of their hand was often rewarded by the Thieve's GuildLeader.

Stepping back into his room Jenna felt her stomach flutter and a wave of nervousness hit her. If he continued to play kind and caring would she be able to keep his cruelty in mind without the brain and nipple rings as a reminder? And was that the point of having them removed?

“No one need ever know that you where branded as a pleasure slave Pet. Your skin has been restored, your records purged from the computer except form the prison.’

He caressed her cheek and then he smiled at her.

“Pleas me Pet, I want you to use that agile mind of yours to please me.”


She shuddered at the caress to her cheek, she couldn't help it. She was drawn to the kindness he was showing her, finding it hard to resist it and frustrated by it at the same time. There was a subtle thread of command in his voice when he told her to please him but it was as gentle as the caress and Jenna couldn't help the tears of frustration that she had to blink from her eyes.

Looking up to hold his gaze her voice shook slightly but she had to ask, "Why? Why are you being so gentle with me General Mattock when before all you wished to do was hurt me?"
 
She shuddered at the caress to her cheek, she couldn't help it. Mattock saw that with each kindness the proud little firebrand became more pliable her defenses crumbling slowly she had been a street urchin had known only hard times and cruelty, and struggling to survive this , Kindness, and gentle dominations she had know defense against.

Looking up to hold his gaze her voice shook slightly but she had to ask, "Why? Why are you being so gentle with me General Mattock when before all you wished to do was hurt me?"

Mattock lowered his eyes to meet Jenna O’Reily’s tear shimmering amber eyes her soul was laid bare to him. His cold gray eyes softened just slightly and his lips brushed hers in a sweet tender kiss that at the same time was demanding of her to respond in kind. He broke the kiss then lifted her chin so that their eyes met again.

“Pet you hurt me greatly back on earth spurned me, made me to look like a foolish old man. You hurt me more than any other human had, hurt me more than any creature except one.”

The general paused as his body warmth flooded Jenna’s just a breathe away from hers his eyes where steady unblinking, as he spoke.

“Then on Quel Espoir Sans that last day when Captain DeSade had set the ram that would have fucked you to death I saw what I had done and I was ashamed. I had become everything I hated.”

He paused once more the back of his hand caressing her cheek.

“I have always wanted you Pet That is why I have changed. Now I hope that answers your question and now I wish you to serve me as I have asked.”
 
“Then on Quel Espoir Sans that last day when Captain DeSade had set the ram that would have fucked you to death I saw what I had done and I was ashamed. I had become everything I hated.”

He paused once more the back of his hand caressing her cheek.

“I have always wanted you Pet That is why I have changed. Now I hope that answers your question and now I wish you to serve me as I have asked.”


Damn but it was a good answer! Without thinking her head tipped slightly to press her cheek against the back of his hand as it caressed her cheek. How could she fight the kindness he was showing? She knew in the back of her mind that eventually he would most likely tire of her and toss her to his men and yet she couldn't find the strength to pull away. If he'd shown the smallest measure of cruelty or even meaness to her she'd have jerked away and fought him tooth and nail despite Ja Dur's telling her not too.

This was more dangerous. The gentleness got past all her gaurds, they'd been built to defend against cruelty not softness. She didn't know how to battle this.

Softly she reached to the hem of his shirt and drew it up and over his head tossing it side. Her fingers traced his chest and she marveled that he had managed to keep his body so trim and fit. He had a chest and abdoment that much younger men would envy. Pressing in closer against him her head tipped and she began to trail small kisses along his jawline, down his neck and softly over his chest. As she trailed her kisses lower her knees slowly buckled and carried her to the floor before him.

Reaching up she deftly opened his pants and slid them and his underwear down his legs to pool at the floor, bearing him totally before her. Looking up at him there were still tears shimmering in her eyes as she pressed closer, the soft fabric of her tunic caressing his legs before her head tipped once more this time though her soft lips pressed to the head of his cock while her arms wrapped loosely around his hips to hold her in place against his calves.
 
Looking up at him there were still tears shimmering in her eyes as she pressed closer, the soft fabric of her tunic caressing his legs before her head tipped once more this time though her soft lips pressed to the head of his cock while her arms wrapped loosely around his hips to hold her in place against his calves.

Mattock hand fell to softly stoke her crimson hair, his soft gasp of pleasure, at the touch of her lips, and the way her arms warped around him to draw him to her. What his treat of power on earth had failed to do, her imprisonment and torture on Quel Espoir Sans prison had failed to do this subtitle gentle dominance had succeed at last at delivering the proud beauty into his hands as she now willingly pleased him.

“Pet I wish to feel your flesh on my flesh.”

The General gasped as his fingers ran through her silken tresses.

“Please me Pet.”

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Ja Dur shook himself the venting of JACE’s fuel cells had done exactly as he had wanted it made it appear as if the space dock and the Rapture ranger ship had been destroyed. It took a week for Ja Dur to make the repairs to JACE and to repair the battle damage and in all that time Jenna, his little vixen was on his mind for she was now Mattock’s prisoner. Jace knew that Mattock needed to refit and refuel his fleet but sense turning rough their where few places that could service him if the price was right, and each was a free booter colony on the outer rim, in the unclaimed zone where Jenna would be worth her weight in gold. Ton Nock 12 was the closest and yet Ja Dur doubted that Mattock would be quite that obvious for the Galactic forces would no doubt be looking for him in that quadrant. Lowfar was the farthest and would be hard for the fleet to reach and its space docks to small. That left Cheiphis 3 and that is where Ja Dur would look for Mattock.
 
“Please me Pet.”

She did. She pleased him in all the ways that Ja Dur had taught her and then in the new ways that he himself taught her. The sweet innocent girl that had come to Ja Dur was gone and slowly she was being replaced by a woman grown. Jenna recognized her need to serve and while she did not love Mattock she found herself content and fulfilled in serving him. She took pleasure in serving him, in knowing she pleased him well and in the pleasure he brought to her body as well.

As the days turned into a week and more she stopped expecting a sudden shift to cruelty. She was never far from Mattock for it seemed to please him to keep her with him nearly everywhere and even in those meetings where she wasn't allowed to kneel at his feet he had her kneeling just outside the soundproofed doors and she would rise smoothly to follow him when he emerged.

The men on the ship were respectful having learned the hard way that while she might be small and appear soft she was strong and wiley and could most definatly take care of herself when not with Mattock. An ensign had made the foolish mistake of assuming that the General's pleasure slave was open game when he was in a meeting. She's sent him to the infirmary with a broken wrist, broken nose and three cracked ribs. If not for the bright red handprint on her cheek from where he'd slapped her ( the only blow he managed to land because it caught her by surprise ) after her first punch she might not have mentioned it to the General at all but he'd demanded an explanation.

She'd been startled at the slight tinge of pride that had flashed through his eyes and after that none of the men bothered her though many would stop and speak with her if Mattock was in a meeting and more than one wanted to know how she'd broken the ensigns ribs so efficiently. She'd earned their respect and if it was tinged with a bit of lust as well, well that would only serve her better should Mattock tire of her and pass her on to his men.

Her thoughts often turned to Ja Dur and her heart ached for him. She missed him terribly and made no secret of it but Mattock seemed to respect that and simply steered conversations away from him or distracted her with small chores. Still some days it was all she could do to keep from crying her eyes out with missing him and on the rare occasion she was given time to herself that was exactly what she did.
 
The general was more than pleased with Jenna O’Reily complete surrender to him for she now served him willingly and he found her quite inventive when it came to sexual pleasures. He had been proud of the way she had put the little prig of an ensign in sick bay and even more so when the man paid him the 1000 credits he had lost in the bet with the general. His initial object obtained the poured little red haired beauty that had spurned him now his docile little pet, he wondered just how far she would go in her willing ness to please him. They had engaged in every kind of sexual act between a man and a woman but he had not once took her to the ships dungeon.

One morning when he emerged from a private meeting he was visibly mad madder than Jenna ever had seen him before. His fits where knotted by his sides and he was cursing.

“ Damn I wish I could do the things I once did to you on that prison asteroid pet,’

He suddenly paused then he bent to caress Jenna’s cheek. His lips brushed hers in a gentle kiss. Yet she could see the burning need in his eyes, the way his body was so tense, and the need Mattock had form more than just sexual release.
 
“ Damn I wish I could do the things I once did to you on that prison asteroid pet,’

He suddenly paused then he bent to caress Jenna’s cheek. His lips brushed hers in a gentle kiss. Yet she could see the burning need in his eyes, the way his body was so tense, and the need Mattock had form more than just sexual release


Jenna recoiled slightly at his words and her eyes flashed wide, suspicion burning in those amber depths even as he kissed her and caressed her cheek. She watched him intently before speaking, her voice cold and distant as it hadn't been in day, "Which things would you be speaking of general? Tossing me to your men for a gangbang? Perhaps impregnating me again with some alien spawn and this time Ja won't be here to abort the damned thing? Maybe you mean putting a fresh brand on my flesh or were you looking to finally get the chance to put me in from of that damned ram Ja barely saved me from?"

A part of her mind told her to bite her tongue, to simply be quiet and not piss him off any further but it was overrided by her temper. She never had gotten the chance to rant and rail at the General himself for the nightmare he'd put her through and since being brought to the ship he'd been too kind for her to build up a good head of steam. The way he'd worded that though had triggered something in her and without realizing it her mouth was running far ahead of her brain or common sense and her body was following where her mouth led.

Rising from where she was kneeling on the floor she pushed up against him, getting as in his face as she could manage, her voice hard and sharp. "Do you know the hell you put me through in that prison? You very nearly got your wish of killing me with that stunt with the Tellurian. Ja managed to abort it but the process nearly killed me and if we had waited any longer probably would have. He had to keep me sedated for three days to keep me from hemorraghing to death!"

Every line in her body was tense with fury as she glared up at him and it was all she could do to keep from lashing out and trying to hurt him. She knew bette than to underestimate him however and had seen him practice in the ships gym. She knew she couldn't take him, instead she spun furiously away from him and slammed her fist into one of the walls. It took her a moment to realize that the sickening crunch she heard was the bones in her hand breaking.

Looking up in surprise she turned a ghostly shade of white as the pain washed through her. Seeing the crooked bend to her hand and the tear in her skin where one of the bones broke through she collapsed to the floor with a whimper and fainted.
 
Every line in her body was tense with fury as she glared up at him and it was all she could do to keep from lashing out and trying to hurt him. She knew she couldn't take him, instead she spun furiously away from him and slammed her fist into one of the walls. Looking up in surprise she turned a ghostly shade of white as the pain washed through her. Seeing the crooked bend to her hand and the tear in her skin where one of the bones broke through she collapsed to the floor with a whimper and fainted.

Mattock swept his naughty little pet up into his arms and carried her back to sick Bay and Captain DeSade set the bones and then used the dermal regenerated to heal the wound. Jenna was out cold and the Captain had sedated her so she would not jerk and further injure herself.

“DeSade to it she reacted just as I knew she would now is the time and it will be the most delicious revenge of all just make sure she is conscious and in my bed by the time we make our final approach to Cheiphis 3.

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Ja Dur had Taken JACE to Cheiphis 3 and had remained cloaked for two weeks. It had now been three months sense Jenna had been taken prisoner. He was just about to give up his vigil when the first units of Mattock’s Fleet began to arrive. Ja knew that beside a small fighter screen most of the fleets personal would soon be at the bars and slave markets of Cheiphis 3. He also knew that it was here that Mattock would sell Jenna for it was hear that the worst of the slave traders came, and Ja Dur knew the one market that catered to and dealt with human females.

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When Jenna O’Reily woke Mattock was by her side his eyes seemingly filled with concern for her.

“Sweet Pet I am so sorry I had no wish to hurt you or see you hurt.”

His lips brushed hers he was as tender and gentle with her as he had been sense she had arrived aboard the Star Destroyer. His voice was full of remorse.

“Get up sleepy head and get dressed we have arrived at Cheiphis 3 and I wager you would like to see the markets and get off this ship for awhile.”

Mattock watched as Jenna rose and dressed.

“I think your hair bound today for this is a very rough planet and for your own protection I think you should wear this.” He extended a slave collar to Jenna in fact it was the one that Ja Dur had first placed around her neck and Mattock had ripped from her.

“But it is your choice pet.”
 
“Sweet Pet I am so sorry I had no wish to hurt you or see you hurt.”

Jenna didn't buy it. She might have let her anger get the better of her at the time but she wasn't stupid and now that she was thinking clearly she recognized a test when she saw one. Still she offered him a slightly smile and rolled from the bed. Her hand hurt slightly but DeSade had set it well and healed it cleanly. For that she was grateful, she had the feeling she might need it.

She dressed quietly lost in her own thoughts. Getting off the ship for a time would be nice but there was just something wrong that she couldn't put her finger on. Zipping up her boots she glanced up when Mattock started speaking again.

“I think your hair bound today for this is a very rough planet and for your own protection I think you should wear this.” He extended a slave collar to Jenna in fact it was the one that Ja Dur had first placed around her neck and Mattock had ripped from her.

“But it is your choice pet.”


So he wanted her to look the part of a pleasure slave. Did he plan to sell her then? Or did he have something worse arranged for her? She managed to keep the suspicion from her eyes as she took the collar and hooked it around her throat. She felt the small surge as the neural connections were made once more and she prayed silently that Ja was close enough to feel them. She knew he'd been able to use the collar to send suggestions into her and closing her eyes for a moment she cradled her hand slightly, her thumb running across it as if it pained her while she tried to send a pulse out through the collar to Ja...hoping desperatly the neural connection worked both ways.

Finally standing she pulled her hair back into a tight braid before speaking quietly, "Thank you for being willing to take me out my Lord. Do you have something I can secure my hair with please and is there anything I need to know about this planet?"
 
Finally standing she pulled her hair back into a tight braid before speaking quietly,

"Thank you for being willing to take me out my Lord. Do you have something I can secure my hair with please and is there anything I need to know about this planet?"


Mattock opened his desk drawer and handed Jenna a scarlet ribbon.

“Will this do Pet?”

The General was as he always was with Jenna gentle yet demanding the air of command hung on him like a mantel. He sat there as Jenna secured her tight braid. With her hair tightly braided. It made Jenna O’Reily look younger than she was, the hair style suited her and brought out he stunning amber eyes, and the angelic lines of her smooth flawless face. When she was finished Mattock clipped a leash to Jenna’s collar and led her to the shuttle. Moments later they where on the surface of Cheiphis 3.

The streets where full of strange sights and sounds, exotic fragrances filled the young Beauty’s nostrils. There where aliens that that Jenna could never have imagined some defied description. The day passed pleasantly as Mattock bought Jenna trinkets, every thing about his manor and demeanor led her to believe that she may have been wrong, had again misjudged his strange man capable of such tenderness and such cruelty. They lunched at a fine café and he fed her the riches delicacies that they had. It was mid afternoon when they came to a very busy market and Captain DeSade was there to meet them.

”Miss O’Reily you must see the goods here..”

Mattock and DeSade led Jenna into the plush market just as the slave traders gavel came down.

“DeSade place Miss O’Reily on the block.”

The Slave traders guards where around Jenna and had lifted her to the block they where ready for any rebellion and had quickly bound her hands and shackled her ankles before she could resist.

All eyes turned to the stunning red haired beauty .

“Gentlemen, gentlemen we have a human female for sale she is young , health and a virgin.”

With a nod from the auctioneer this guard stripped Jenna naked, and three buyers where selected at random to confirm her claimed status as a Virgin.

As the first man slipped his finger into Jenna’s shaved pussy his finger nudged her maidenhead, Captain deSade had used the dermal regenerator to reconstruct Jenna O’Reily’s maiden head so now the young beauty was about to have losing her virginity for a second time. As all three confirmed that she was in fact a virgin the bidding took off and Mattock smiled mockingly into her eyes his revenge now complete, as she realized what he had done to her.

While the bidding went higher and Higher all but two bidders dropped out. One was a freebooter human male the other a cloaked being with wither tentacles, all to reminiscent of the Tellurian. And it was he that finally purchased her. Mattock and DeSade merely smiled and left as Jenna O’Reily was sold to a new master.

The alien being took up her leash and dragged her from the block and into the shadowed streets.
 
“Gentlemen, gentlemen we have a human female for sale she is young , health and a virgin.”

Virgin? Did he just say she was a virgin? While part of Jenna had hoped she had misjudged the General another part of her had been expecting this since she had left the ship. She'd half expected something worse. She saw the General gloating as the men came up and confirmed her virginity. That one startled her and she didn't look forward to losing it again but with her wrists and ankles bound there was nothing she could do.

As the bidding narrowed she closed her eyes and simply listened. There was something oddly familiar about the voice of the cloaked man but the sight of the tentacles was distracting as they made her think of the Tellurian in her stressed state. Clenching her fingers into fists she tried to send pulses of emotion through the collar around her throat. She didn't know if it was broken, if Ja wasn't close enough to decipher them or if it simply only worked one way. All she could do was pray.

Finally she heard the gavel fall and saw the cloaked man come for her. His hands curled around her leash and he led her away. She saw the triumph in the General's eyes as she passed and simply tossed her head while speaking loudly enough for those gathered nearby to hear, "Thank you for selling me General, it's such a shame you couldn't manage to take my virginity yourself. These things happen however, perhaps a doctor can prescribe something..." She felt a sharp tug on the leash and quickly followed it away with her ass swaying tauntingly while those in the crowd that had heard her snickered softly at the General's expense.
 
"Thank you for selling me General, it's such a shame you couldn't manage to take my virginity yourself. These things happen however, perhaps a doctor can prescribe something..." She felt a sharp tug on the leash and quickly followed it away with her ass swaying tauntingly while those in the crowd that had heard her snickered softly at the General's expense.

As her new mater heard the snickering of the crowd he stopped and back handed Jenna knocking her to the ground and a hush fell on all present he tugged and half dragged Jenna to her feet and the General smiled at the cruelty of her new master.

“Ah but Miss O’Reily tellurians pay highly for virgin breeding stock.”

Then the crowed roared as they pointed and sneered at Jenna, Mattock pride restored and as he and DeSade left he gave the proud little red haired beauty not another thought. For her lover Ja Dur Apre was dead and she was now nothing more than a breeding mare to a tellurian.

When her new master had Dragged Jenna to his lodging and threw her on to the cot that served as his bed he growled.

“Vixen when will you ever learn to keep that pretty little mouth of yours shut.”

Ja Dur drew back the hood that had hidden his features and waited for Jenna’s fearsome temper to lash out as he cut the ropes that bound her wrists.
 
When her new master had Dragged Jenna to his lodging and threw her on to the cot that served as his bed he growled.

“Vixen when will you ever learn to keep that pretty little mouth of yours shut.”

Ja Dur drew back the hood that had hidden his features and waited for Jenna’s fearsome temper to lash out as he cut the ropes that bound her wrists.


Jenna blinked in shock as she Ja cut the ropes from her wrists and simply stared until he stepped back. Suddenly a squeal of delight filled the room and she flew at him not to lash out with her temper but leaping up and wrapping her arms and legs around him and smothering his face in kisses.

"Ohmygod you're real! And your here!!!" She didn't give him a chance to answer or say anything before her lips pressed to his and her body clung around him, her legs locked behind his waist and her arms tight around his neck. "Sweet fucking god i've missed you!"
 
"Oh my god you're real! And your here!!!"

She didn't give him a chance to answer or say anything before her lips pressed to his and her body clung around him, her legs locked behind his waist and her arms tight around his neck.

"Sweet fucking god I've missed you!"


“And I you Vixen”

Ja swung Jenna around and then collapsed on the cot with her his mouth claiming hers all the denied passions all the loneliness of their separation in his kiss..

Then as he lay half on her his eyes shining down into hers his voice a soft hiss.

“Vixen are you all right, how did Mattock fool the auctioneer into believing you where a virgin , did he use plants in the mob?”

Ja lay ther brush the stray strands of her firry red hair from her face as some always seemed to have a mind of their own.
 
“Vixen are you all right, how did Mattock fool the auctioneer into believing you where a virgin , did he use plants in the mob?”

Jenna laughed softly realizing just how much she had to tell him. "No not plants my Love, he didn't fool them at all, he restored my maidenhead. He has a dermal regenerator." Grinning impishly she sat up on top of him, her legs straddling his waist. "Here let me show you." As she spoke she pulled her tunic up and over her head and let him see the smooth clean flesh where her nipple rings had been removed as well as the fact that her brand was gone.

"It looks like you'll have to take my virginity all over again Master, think your up to it?" Her grin was teasing as she looked down at him and rolled hips slowly against him to make it clear just what needed to be up for the job.
 
"No not plants my Love, he didn't fool them at all, he restored my maidenhead. He has a dermal regenerator." Grinning impishly she sat up on top of him, her legs straddling his waist. "Here let me show you."

Ja Dur watched his eyes wide as his little red hair vixen bared her self to him. The nipple rings where gone, her skin flawless unmarred, he ran a taloned finger over where Jenna O’Reily’s brand had been and there was not even the slightest imperfection.

"It looks like you'll have to take my virginity all over again Master, think your up to it?"

Her grin was teasing as she looked down at him and rolled hips slowly against him.


God how he wanted her, needed her, and desired her above all women , and yet he placed his hands on her gently rolling hips to still them . Ja Dur’s yellow gold eyes take her soft amber eyes captive.

“Jenna you are as you where the first day we met….”

Ja Dur’s voice was very serious as he spoke.

“You can have your old life back, be free of the horror that you have been put through, all your records say your status is pleasure slave.”

Ja dur paused to let Jenna really consider what was at stake here the two choices that lay ahead of her. she could start over free of the stigma of being a Pleasure Slave or she could make love to him and be once more a slave the two choices lay before her and was perhaps the cruelest thing Mattock had done to her so far.
 
“Jenna you are as you where the first day we met….”

Ja dur paused to let Jenna really consider what was at stake here the two choices that lay ahead of her. she could start over free of the stigma of being a Pleasure Slave or she could make love to him and be once more a slave the two choices lay before her and was perhaps the cruelest thing Mattock had done to her so far.


She looked down at Ja a small smile curving her lips as she shook her head slightly and stretched her body out along his. Her soft curves she crushed against him and wrapped her arms around his neck, her cheek nuzzling his throat while she murmured into his ear, "I am not the same Ja. Mattock may have restored my maidenhead but he can't take away what's happened to me. I would never be happy again as a thief on Earth my Love."

Lifting her head to look deep into his eyes her own amber gaze glowed with the warmth and assurance of a woman who knew her own mind well. "I choose you Master, if you'll have me, I choose to stay."
 
"I am not the same Ja. Mattock may have restored my maidenhead but he can't take away what's happened to me. I would never be happy again as a thief on Earth my Love."

Lifting her head to look deep into his eyes her own amber gaze glowed with the warmth and assurance of a woman who knew her own mind well. "I choose you Master, if you'll have me, I choose to stay."


Jenna’s soft supple body pressed to his her firm breast crushed to his chest, her nipples digging into his flesh. Her amber eyes searching his, her soul bared to Ja, and her love and complete submission shining in her ever expressive eyes. When Ja Dur had taken her virginity back on Quel Espoir Sans, it had been a choice of submit or be viciously raped, Jenna O’Reily had chosen wisdom then and had submitted because she had no choice in the matter her fate decide by a court back on Earth. Now however she chose to give herself willingly to Ja.

He smiled up at her his hand gently caressing her cheek. Ja Dur did not argue, he had given Jenna the choice and she had made it.


“Then serve me my Naughty Little Vixen for you have chosen me to be your Master and lover. And AI shall do my part to meet all your needs both tender and Dark.”

This time He would let his vixen give him her virginity as she wished and he would cherish her. his fingers traced the line of Jenna O’Reily’s scarlet slave collar the one he had placed around her neck so long a go, the symbol of his ownership of her. Now she was free to give not only her body but her soul, and heart to him.

“Vixen there will be no turning back”

Ja Dur hand went to the back of the red haired beauty’s neck and her drew her to him his lips claiming hers in a deep passionate kiss.
 
“Vixen there will be no turning back”

Ja Dur hand went to the back of the red haired beauty’s neck and her drew her to him his lips claiming hers in a deep passionate kiss


Jenna didn't say anything but let herself be pulled forward to meet his kiss, returning it with equal amounts of passion, love, and desire. She'd longed for his touch while they'd been seperated and now that he was here, with her, she was desperate and hungry for more.

Her hips rolled against his, teasing him and urging his cock to rise up out of his body while her hands reached to his back and stroked over the nodules that hid his tentacles. She wanted to feel all of him everywhere on her body and she wanted it NOW.

"Take me Master, fill me, use me, I need to feel you inside of me, please" She begged as she tipped her head to nip at his throat with her teeth, her nails raking across his back.
 
"Take me Master, fill me, use me, I need to feel you inside of me, please"

She begged as she tipped her head to nip at his throat with her teeth, her nails raking across his back.


Ja Dur could hear the desperate need in his little vixen’s voice, the deep husky sensual need, her hips sensually rocking against his body as she coaxed his passion to rise to take her and to dominate her. The feel of her teeth at his neck brought that low hissing growled of Ja’s that Jenna knew so well her nails racking across the nudges that sheathed his tentacles brought them slithering to life their small mouth gaping, their sharp fangs gleaming and ther serpents tongues flickering across her silken skin.

Ja knew that Jenna had made her choice, he had awaken in this shy stunning beauty, a need that she had never suspected until she was made a slave, his slave, and now he would meet that need that raged within his read haired vixen. Ja pulled the scarlet ribbon that bound Jenna O’Reily’s flaming red hair in that tight braid that marked her as a slave, his fingers slide through the silken crimson fire. Freeing her hair he smiled as his naughty vixen shook her hair free. Ja laughed at the impish smile in Vixens smoldering Amber eyes and then his tentacles coiled around her , his cock rose to fill Jenna’s pussy, it nudged her maiden head again the young beauty engulfed by her passion once again stood on the threshold of losing her virginity. This time Ja Dur would not take but wait for Vixen to give herself to him.

“I will be you Master Vixen, now and for al times if that is what you truly desire.”

The rapture lord gasped his cock pressed to Jenna’s maiden head.
 
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