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“Yes I do want you Jenna. If what I offer is something you can accept then clean me and I will give you all that you have asked for I will fill your mouth with my seed, fill you cunt and ass with it as well, and bring your body all the pleasure I can, as you submit to me body and soul.”

Leaning up she kissed him softly, tenderly, before she slid from the desk. Moving to the computer panal she made an adjustment to the program and a bowl of warm water and a cloth appeared on the desk. With a soft smile she returned and oh so gently cleaned him with soft gentle strokes of her fingers along the shaft of his cock with the cloth. While she was gentle she was also very thorough and missed not even a centimeter of of it.

Putting the cloth back into the bowl when she was done she looked up to him with a small smile playing about her lips, almost as if she knew something he didn't. Quietly she sank to her knees beside him and kneeled next to his feet.

"May I speak your name Master?" Her eyes lit slightly at his nod before she continued. "Ja Dur, I can accept what you offer because this too is a form of love. You said you can't love me as humans love, the simple fact is that we love in myriad ways. I will never feel the type of love for you that most humans glorify, wanting an equal footing and say, marriage and a baby; too much has changed for me to ever feel that again I think.

I can offer only myself, my passion, my submission, honor, tenderness...and to be a terrible pain at times. I don't have it in me to be a doormat, there will be times I will barely contain my fury, times when I speak without thought and times I simply don't care what the consequences of my actions will be.

I think the General might have been punishing you as much as me when he sent me here. I am not one of your species anymore than you are one of mine Ja Dur, will I be enough for you I wonder?"
 
I can offer only myself, my passion, my submission, honor, tenderness...and to be a terrible pain at times. I don't have it in me to be a doormat, there will be times I will barely contain my fury, times when I speak without thought and times I simply don't care what the consequences of my actions will be.

He loved the touch of her hands on him, the loving care in which she cleaned him and the submissive beauty and grace as she sank to her knees to kneel at his feet. Jenna’s spoke as honestly as he had. There was no guile as if seeking and easier lot in life, nor did she pretend that she would totally submit her iron will to him. When she spoke of General Mattock he knew that she was correct.

“ it will be enough Jenna and more than I could reasonably expect.”

He lovingly stroked her hair his eyes smiling his pleasure with all that he said, His face became a bit sterner.

“There is the matter of your discipline Jena and I whish to address it before giving us both the pleasure we seek.”

He directed the firry young beauty to place her forehead on the floor arch her back to thrust her firm ass up her arms lying by her side reaching back towards her ankles. He called for the program to give him a riding crop. The first blow struck suddenly, without warning, its sharp sting, leaving a scarlet print on her firm ass. In all ten lashes struck Jenna’s upturned ass,. They came randomly, some times in quick successions at other times the pain had almost faded. Her punishment completed he kisses her blazing flesh.

“Rise vixen and take your pleasure now.”
 
Jenna shifted as he wished and rested her cheek to the floor, her lower back arched to lift her ass in offering to him while her finger gripped her calves tight in anticipation of the pain she knew was to come. She heard him order a riding crop and couldn't help the small whimper that passed her lips.

It didn't take many strokes before she was squirming on the floor though her psoition kept her from moving much. She cried out when the strikes came fast on each other and her fingers gripped tighter leaving small half moons on her flesh where her nail dug into her skin.

Finally it was done and she heard his voice slicing through the pain she felt burning in her ass, “Rise vixen and take your pleasure now.”

Uncurling she twisted and rose up to her feet to press her body against his. Her arms wrapped around his neck and hungrily she pulled him down to claim his lips with her own. Her tongue reached out to taste between his lips while her hips ground against his and one leg wrapped around his hip opening her body to him. Her voice was a raggid whisper as she growled, "Take me please my Lord!"
 
Eve in giving Jenna her punishment she brought pleasure to Ja the sensual way her firm as squirmed under the lash, the way she bridled her firry spirit and Iron will to submit to him filled him with lust for her.

Her arms wrapped around his neck and hungrily she pulled him down to claim his lips with her own. Her tongue reached out to taste between his lips while her hips ground against his and one leg wrapped around his hip opening her body to him. Her voice was a ragged whisper as she growled, "Take me please my Lord!"

It would seem that not only his passion and lust burned and with her body open to him he took Jenna. He had seen this young human beauty surrender to her body’s hungering cravings for dark pleasure before but Ja had always had to drag it from her, but this tome it was different for she came to him willingly with her whole being. her long strong athletic legs warped around him drawing him deeper into her, than he had been before, her body arching to, him thrashing and withering under him , and her hot body his to use as he pleased.

Ja met Jenna’s needs both for tenderness and force, for it seemed her very nature so wild and free demanded moth. He mauled her breasts and nipples his thrust powerful demanding, and yet strangely tender at the same time. He wrung several orgasms from her before he filled her with his lust. They lay there panting fighting for life giving breathe as his mouth hungrily claimed his vixen’s.

As he lay their her breath beating against his chest, racing with her arousal, Ja feared Jenna was spent yet he still lusted for the feel of her lips and tongue on his cock, longed to again plunge into the tight depts. Of her firm ass but all the legends spoke of human frailty.
 
As he lay their her breath beating against his chest, racing with her arousal, Ja feared Jenna was spent yet he still lusted for the feel of her lips and tongue on his cock, longed to again plunge into the tight depts of her firm ass but all the legends spoke of human frailty.

Jenna purred as she lay against him catching her breath. Grinning impishly up at him she leaned up and flicked her tongue across his lips in a teasing lick before she began to trail soft kisses down his body. Her hair trailed over his skin in a silken caress while her lips and tongue teased him all the way down to his cock. Ever so slowly she licked and nipped at his still rigid cock, a slow purring filling her throat at finding it so.

Her small licks were designed to be deliberatly maddening, to enflame his passions with promises of further pleasure that just never quite seemed to come while she lapped their combined releases from his flesh. Finally she reached the head of his cock and swirled her tongue around it in slow spirals before glancing up to him with a devilish light in her amber eyes.

"You're clean now my Lord, perhaps you need your rest?"
 
No legend or hollowed myth could compare with the reality of this wild free human beauty. Oh many species could give pleasure but none had the wicked teasing imagination of his little vixen. The way her soft, moist warm lips tease him, the feel of her pink little tongue and its sensually seductive licks. She like no other creature he had known could fire the mind , hold out the erotic, and seduce him like none had before.

Finally she reached the head of his cock and swirled her tongue around it in slow spirals before glancing up to him with a devilish light in her amber eyes.

"You're clean now my Lord, perhaps you need your rest?"


His own eyes met hers, his fingers entwined in her rich red hair as he drew her on to his cock, he did not ask but knew what she desired, he drew her down till the head of his cock nudged the back of her throat.

“I need not rest Vixen, now please….”

His voce a dark husky hissssssssss.

“………And yourself as well.”

It soften just slightly as he held her pressed to him her lips sensually bowed in an “O” around his cock. He longed to give Jenna the pleasure she gave him and to meet all her needs as best he could.
 
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His own eyes met hers, his fingers entwined in her rich red hair as he drew her on to his cock, he did not ask but new what she desired, he drew her down till the head of his cock nudged the back of her throat.

A low hungering growl vibrated on his cock as her eyes closed and she let him slide deep into her throat. She shifted just a little to give herself a better angle over him while her lips tightened and her cheeks caved slightly to suckle him. Her head moved over him in a steady rhythem that she deliberatly kept slow, dragging out his pleasure and never quite pushing him to the edge.

She wanted to see how far and how long she could push him before he simply tightened that grip in her hair and took what he wanted. Her eyes glittered each time she looked up at him as if daring him to not be able to withstand the pleasurable torture she was putting him through even while her body quivered in it's own pleasure against him.
 
Her eyes glittered each time she looked up at him as if daring him to not be able to withstand the pleasurable torture she was putting him through even while her body quivered in it's own pleasure against him.

So they began a battle of wills again, yet this time they both knew it was for their mutual pleasure. He could not help but wonder at what a fool the General had been , his hot blood and temper, had lost him this excusive creature when a little patience and a little force would have gotten him her, and where he wanted her, hot the hot-blooded human had squandered it for his pride.

Ja could control his body’s responses he could let Jenna suckle on him all day and all night till her jaws ached if he wanted to but there would be no pleasure in that, so after 10 minutes he forced her head down her cute little nose against his groin, His hips thrust madly at her and he filled Jenna’s mouth and throat till his cum oozed around her “O”ed lips, dribbling down her chin in long thick strands to finally cling to her right nipple.
 
His hips thrust madly at her and he filled Jenna’s mouth and throat till his cum oozed around her “O”ed lips, dribbling down her chin in long thick strands to finally cling to her right nipple.

Jenna purred when at last his cum erupted down her throat and filled her mouth. She swallowed hard and fast trying to take it all and yet she could feel the heat of it where it rolled down her chin to cling to her nipple. Reaching up her fingers gathered it up from her skin and only when she' licked him clean though did she bring her fingers to her lips and gently lap at them like a cat licking cream from a bowl.

Looking up to him at last her eyes glittered wantonly as she stretched out atop him, her supple curves pressing against his form as her lips tender pressed against his. "You are delicious my Lord."
 
The way she licked her finger like a naughty kitten savoring the best of cream brought a smile to his face. The memory of her greedily gulping it down, the way her throat rippled across his cock, massaging it, and milking out the last drop of his offering to his little vixen. Fired his passions, his cock growing harder even as it slipped with a pop from Jenna’s succulent lips.

Ja growled low with pleasure as Jenna, looking up to him her eyes glittered wantonly stretched out atop him, her supple curves pressing against his form as her lips tender pressed against his. "You are delicious my Lord."

He kissed her with all the passion that burned with in him for his fragile wild creature that now came to him so willingly. She a condemned prisoner, sentenced to a life time of withering and thrashing under any creature that had the price for her body. He the warden strictly charged to make sure that sentence was carried out. He pushed the thought from his mind for neither of them could control the hand that fate had dealt them, their only comfort was in each other’s arms and the pleasure they gave openly and willingly to each other.

“I think I rather the delicious taste of you my naughty vixen.”

His hands slipped to the firm curve of the little redheads ass. He gave it a hard squeeze, his nail sharply biting into her firm flesh as he racked them across Jenna’s flanks. A long finger dipped into her quivering pussy to be coated by her dewy nectar. He brought the glistening finger to her moist ripe lips.

“Taste yourself Vixen……………………………….I suppose I should let you rest as you human’s do not have the stamina of Rapture’s.”

Ja smiled broadly, his eyes holding her Smokey amber eyes, as he playfully goaded her firry spirit.
 
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“Taste yourself Vixen……………………………….I suppose I should let you rest as you human’s do not have the stamina of Rapture’s.”

Jenna chuckles and parted her lips to take in his finger, her tongue swirling around it while her lips slid down and suckled gently as if it was his cock in her mouth. Her amber eyes dark and full of passion as she pulled back and grinned down at him. Shifting slightly her legs parted to straddle his hips and she sat up over him, pressing her hips down on his.

" Well now I'm not really tired my Lord, but if one lil human girl has tired you out I can always let you go sleep and simply change the program to something else so I'm out of the way."
 
" Well now I'm not really tired my Lord, but if one lil human girl has tired you out I can always let you go sleep and simply change the program to something else so I'm out of the way."


By the great serpent god this one lil human girl could make the simplest of acts in to the most erotic pleasure. The way she slid her body first down his and then back up, her breast and nipples digging into him the soft cascade of her soft copper hair teasingly tantalizing him with its whispered silken caress. His little Vixen’s impish grin, her smoldering amber eyes, as her soft laughter danced over his senses like a bubbling mountain stream both refreshing and stimulating at the same time.

He smiled as he straddled him her moist nectar bathing his skin fanning the fires of his passions. As she leaned forward her lips just a berth away from his, tempting him to savor her warn sensual mouth again, her tight little as wiggling in a seductive invitation.

Ja gave Jenna’s upturned ass a sharp slap then claimed her mouth in a savage kiss that left her breathless.

“I do seem to remember you saying something about taking your tight ass again Vixen But if you think I am not up to it, that I am to tiered to satisfy……………… one lil human girl……………”
 
Ja gave Jenna’s upturned ass a sharp slap then claimed her mouth in a savage kiss that left her breathless. “I do seem to remember you saying something about taking your tight ass again Vixen But if you think I am not up to it, that I am to tiered to satisfy……………… one lil human girl……………”

A soft yelp of surprise parted her lips at the smack to her ass but hte sound was swallowed as his lips laid claim to her and stole the breath from her body. How one kiss could so thoroughly enflame her senses she didn't know but it did and she was squirming on top of him before her spoke of claiming her ass once more.

Jenna's eyes were dark and molten with need as she slid from him and moved to stand at the edge of the desk once more. Leaning over it she tossed her hair to the side so the fiery fall caressing her skin and fanned around her face a she looked back to him. "If it's my ass you want my Lord than come claim it if you think you are still up to it." She couldn't help turning the invitation into a gentle taunt that dared him to come and prove he still had the energy to use her.
 
Leaning over it she tossed her hair to the side so the fiery fall caressing her skin and fanned around her face a she looked back to him. "If it's my ass you want my Lord than come claim it if you think you are still up to it."


God how his vixen could taunt him with her smoldering eyes, the seductive com hither look, her soft hair framing her face angelic face with silken fire that caressed her skin with living fire against soft warm gold. Ja came to her softly, slowly, the caress of his hands softly running over his little vixen’s body. He marveled at the contrast of the fine scales of his own skin against, Jenna’s soft, seamless skin. How her warm blooded body gave the warmth of life, his cold blooded body seeking it, reveling in, and draw to her as if some strange way, she completed him as no other could.

Ja Dur Apre was no school boy, no hatchling fresh from the egg; he was a man who had in his life had many lovers from several different species, yet none had ever fought him as his innocent naïve little human female had, nor had any so willingly submitted to him as she had. Her life had made her, free and wild of spirit. The harshness of it, the necessity of living by her wits had honed her agile mind, and given her an iron will. She had no need for a protector; for Jenna O’Reily was above all a survivor making the best of whatever hand fate had dealt her. It was that very fact that made her willing submission to him so special as if by doing so it completed her in some strange way as well.

The tenderness of his cress contrasted with the thrust of his hips that again claimed the sensually seductive tightness of her ass. It was a contrast between pleasure and pain, tenderness and brut force, which seemed to mirror them, until these intense stimulations that danced along the supple young creatures nerves became one over whelming sensation surging through her to engulf her in a tidal way of pleasure. I was seeing that pleasure, feeling reach out to his own body beckoning him to be swept away with it as well that completed Ja Dur Apre. The knowledge that he had met his young lovers needs.

He lay there his molded to Jenna’s her hands braced against the desk, her body pressed back to his, as his passion filled her. Jenna’s training could wait for this one day, this was her day, a day when she was not prisoner 16-270-71396HF Pleasure Slave, but a day where she was just Jenna O’Reily his lover. The training as they both knew would continue, but not today.
 
Jenna smiled when he rose to come to her. Her heart was pounding in her chest and despite the fact that he'd already claimed her body in some fashion three times already...she wanted him again. She should be tired, she should be ready to collapse but all she wanted was to feel him inside of her one more time. It was like he'd awakened some insatiable beast inside of her and it was demanding to be fed.

She felt his hands caressing her body as she leaned over the desk opened and willing before him and a low growling purr filled her throat. The sound rose to a sharp cry as he plunged into her open ass and she felt the pain of it tear through her body in sharp contrast to his still gentle hands.

It didn't take long and he was melwing and writhing under him, her hips bucking up to meet his thrusts into her until the pleasure of it all became overwhelming and she screamed in pleasure before an intense orgasm tores through her and stole her voice along with her breath. She could feel the scalding heat of his own pleasure filling her as well and it only served to heighten her own and drew small whimperings from her. Her ass tightened and pulsed around him seeking to draw every drop of his release into her before she collapsed on top of th edesk once more.

She felt his body molded against her and a small smile curve her lips. Managing to toss her hair so that it stretched out in fiery waves across the desk she looked back at him from amber eyes that were calm once more and simply smiled.
 
His vixen was a wild free creature, her body the sanctuary that gave peace to Ja Dur troubled spirit rest. She held nothing back nor did he, his mad passion both tender and demanding, hers both submissive and needy. All those things that made the different incompatible, the way their will would clash, her wild firry free spirit, his that craved order and structure, even the vast differences between their own species some how only made them complete when they where together.

Ja knew Jenna was spent even though he could still feel the ravenous hunger of her passion as her body clamped down him, as he laid buried deep with in her ass. Slowly he withdrew, and gathered her into his arms, to carry her to his bed, despite her weakly whispered protests.

“I think this one lil human girl needs some rest…….. I know this old Rapture does.”

Ja's lightly brush Jenna’s lips with a tender kiss, brushing her tangled hair from her face. He lay down beside her cradling her in his arms till she slept. He rose so as not to disturb the spent beauty, taking a moment just to enjoy the sheer beauty of her naked from on the bed, before attending to his duties.

Ja Dur Apre’s moment of bliss soon faded when he opened his correspondence

For the eyes only of Warden Ja Dur Apre Quel Espoir Sans.

1. Intensify training of prisoner 16-270-71396HF.

2.Advancing time table by one month.

3.Will arrive for inspection in one weeks time.

General Sighlass Mattock.


There was no need to tell Jenna today, he had said it was her day and so it would be, Yet he knew in his heart, that come the morrow to the rest it would appear that she was nothing more to him than prisoner 16-270-71396HF Pleasure Slave. Only he and she would know different.

It was late afternoon before he could return to his private quarters and his little vixen.
 
She didn't believe him when he told her that he needed rest but as she curled against his chest she couldn't argue that she did. Stretching out in the bed beside him she rested her head on his chest and drifted off to sleep listening to the sound of his heart.

She never felt him leave the bed but when he did she rolled slightly and curled up in the warm dip left by his body. Her sleeping senses surrounded in the scent of him. When he returned she was still asleep a small smile curving the corners of her lips. In sleep she looked peaceful and even younger and more innocent that she was. It washed all the cares and worries from her face and with her fiery mane spread around her like a a halo she could have been an angel in repose.

Eventually she felt his eyes on her and her own fluttered open, the smile on her lips widening slightly as she reached up without moving and held her hand out to him. "What worry has marred your day my Lord, come talk to the vixen it might help ease your mind."
 
Ja Dur heart was filled with joy as he watched Jenna sleeping peaceful and even younger and more innocent that she was. It washed all the cares and worries from her face and with her fiery mane spread around her like a halo she could have been an angel in repose.

"What worry has marred your day my Lord, come talk to the vixen it might help ease your mind."


Her voice soft as an angels kiss as she simply reached out her delicate hand to him, the small smile curving the corners of her lips widening ever softly, as her dark amber eyes smiled up at him tugged at his heart. Ja could not understand the strange feelings and emotions that this simple innocent creature stirred in him The naïve trust that she placed in him despite all that she had suffered at his hands, and yet her soft eyes spoke of that blind trust, and her willing submission to him more eloquently than any words could ever do.

Ja Dur took her small hand his large calloused hand and pressed a kiss to her palm. This was to be her day, he did not want to mare her innocent happiness with the news he had just received, and a look of utter despair and sorrow shown in his eyes. Yet to keep it from her even for a day seemed cruel. He fettled by her side the mattress sagging and his body close to hers.

“Jenna…….”

He brushed the stray hairs from her angelic face as he spoke.

“………..I have received an order from General Sighlass Mattock to Intensify your training. He will arrive in one week’s time to inspect its progress personally.”

For the first time in his life a solitary tear tricked down his cheek, for legend had it that Raptures could not shed a tea, the strange sensation giving voice to the sorrow that he felt for this young human girl’s unjust sentence.
 
“………..I have received an order from General Sighlass Mattock to Intensify your training. He will arrive in one week’s time to inspect its progress personally.”

Jenna gulped softly at his words and her hand tightened on his as if gripping it to remain anchored to reality. It was suddenly hard for her to breath as panic rushed up in her and her eyes widened like a deers trapped in the lights of an oncoming car that can't be escaped.

Looking to Ja she was nearly ready to burst into hysterics when she saw the tear rolling down his cheek and was oddly calmed. Reacing out she wiped it gently from his skin and cupped his cheek just looking up into his eyes. It took all her control not to let her temper flare, to keep from raging against the cards fate had dealt her.

"Than tomorrow you'll do what you must. As will I." There was an ominous quality in those words that told Ja her mind was spinning in ways he wouldn't understand that she couldn't fully explain yet for much of it was happening in the unconcious part of her mind and she wouldn't know what exactly she was plotting until it came forward to her.

All she knew for certain was that she wouldn't give herself to the General the way she did to Ja. Ja should could trust because he had had no say in her fate, he'd simply been at the end of it. And she'd seen the respect he had for her spirit and will, knew that he treasured those things. The General though...if got half a chance she'd kill him.

It was strange to think she might only have a week left to live.
 
"Than tomorrow you'll do what you must. As will I." There was an ominous quality in those words that told Ja her mind was spinning.

Ja Dur had seen Jenna’s anger flare, saw the wild unreasoning panic that fill her amber eyes, momentarily paralyzed like a delicate fragile bird caught in the serpent’s mesmerizing stare just before it struck helpless to defend its self or even take flight. In a flash it had disappeared and the softest of looks filled those same eyes as her soft warm had cupped his cheek to wipe away that solitary tear with her thumb.

He had seen that desperate look too often before a prisoner so desperate to escape Quel Espoir Sans that even death was preferable. There was no mitigating her sentence, or changing her fate, she was condemned to be a pleasure slave, and if even he gained her release it would brand her for life ting her to serve others with her body till she died. But as a cold anger filled Ja Dur he would never let the General break her with his body.

“Jenna we both know what your fate is weather or not you where condemned unjustly. I know that look in your eyes.”

He saw her lips part as to speak, he placed his finger on them.

“Mattock may take your body as other’s will Jenna, but this I promise you I will not let him break you, I will not let him crush your spirit or will. My precious little vixen I will be there always to protect and comfort you.”

His lips brushed hers as he removed his finger from them.

“You showed rare wisdom when I took your virginity, I beg you to show it now, for if you die then you murder me at the same instant.”
 
“You showed rare wisdom when I took your virginity, I beg you to show it now, for if you die then you murder me at the same instant.”

She sighed softly and turned her head away unable to hold his eyes. And he thought he couldn't love. Quietly tears welled in her own eyes and slid down her cheeks while her hand gripped his even tighter almost as if she sought to cause him some sort of pain as she did.

"You're asking me to let a monster use my body as he sees fit and not to rage and scream at it. I don't know if I can...I jUst don't know." Her voice was quiet, so much so that her words barely reached his ears. She was talking more to herself than him though, giving voice to the tortured thoughts that ran through her head.

She wondered how often in the weeks and months ahead it would feel like her world was coming apart? How many men would travel to this lump of rock just to sample the charms of a pleasure slave trained on a penal colony? She had the sinking feeling that she really didn't want to know the answer to her own questions.

Could she endure it?
 
"You're asking me to let a monster use my body as he sees fit and not to rage and scream at it. I don't know if I can...I just don't know."

Jenna’s words where just the barest of a whisper, yet each carried the torment that ripped through her, each laced with crushing despair. Her hand gripped his so hard that little trickles of blood flowed from each crescent gouge of her nails. Slowly Ja drew the sobbing trapped little beauty back to him and he kissed the nape of her neck.

“Oh sweet, sweet, vixen I never said that you should not rage and scream at it.”

Ja’s voice was as soft and comforting as if he where speaking to a lost and frightened child.

“Just never surrender you spirit, let your iron will bend to fate less it breaks.”

He lit his voice soothe her troubled mind his warm embrace her fragile spirit.

“Jenna I once showed you how pain and pleasure and mixed to be one…………………do you wish me to train you to embrace your pain to give you pleaure?”
 
Jenna curled in against Ja Dur's chest and clung tightly to him.Right now he was the one constant thing in her life, the one thing that wasn't going anywhere. He was as trapped to this damned rock as she was and she still couldn't help but think that the General had meant this to be as much a punishment and challenge for him as a punishment and degradation for her.

She heard his words but it was his voice she was listening to. She let the sound of it wash ove and sooth her, taking some comfort in the compassion he offered her.

“Jenna I once showed you how pain and pleasure and mixed to be one…………………do you wish me to train you to embrace your pain to give you pleaure?”

A whimper filled her throat at his question but her mind whirled on it. Still clinging to him slowly she nodded her head against his chest. "Yes my Lord, but not today, please give me a day to come to grips with the idea that I can't try and slit the General's throat when he comes here in a week."
 
“Yes my Lord, but not today, please give me a day to come to grips with the idea that I can't try and slit the General's throat when he comes here in a week."

“No not today Jenna, for this is Vixen’s day as I promised.”

Jenna’s voice was a labored whimper, and Ja knew what he asked was probably the hardest thing she ever had to do in her young life. Yet if this firry young beauty, with a will as strong as his own would literally sign her own death warrant, and that Ja was not prepared to let her do for he would kill the General with his own hands. Jenna would still be condemned to a life as a pleasure slave but no one with the exception of Mattock would treat her ill for she was too valuable. She would forget Ja Dur Apre in time; find her own happiness, if it came to that. JA prayed to the great serpent god that it would not.

“So my little vixen what would you like to do?”

Tomorrow would be time enough to begin the next phase of her training, but not know. Ja let the tortured young beauty sink deeper into his embrace.
 
“So my little vixen what would you like to do?”

Jenna sighed softly and curled in closer against Ja Dur. What she wanted she couldn't have and it seemed would always be denied her. She wanted revenge on the man that had ripped her world from her and sent her to the far reaches of the galaxy as a pleasure slave. Even if for some reason the order came through to set her free and send her home she would forever be branded as an outsider.

Earth had changed and become highly puritanical about sex. Where once it was a nearly anything goes planet, disease had changed that. Rampant sexually transmitted diseases began to kill of entire populations and laws had been enacted and stringently enforced to keep from losing the rest of the fertile population. While it had been centuries since the laws had been enforced but there were still things that simply weren't done...except by pleasure slaves.

Once it was known that she'd been a pleasure slave nothing else would matter to anyone back home. Women would shun her and men would look on her as good for only one thing. She'd never be able to get honest work - not that she'd done much honest work before - and even her community of theives would banish her from their midst. Many women had tried to hide the fact that they'd served time as pleasure slaves but it always came out, it was forever in their files and as soon as a possible employer did a background check it was there for all to see. Most simply never returned to Earth instead choosing either planets where a woman's sexual past didn't matter or planets where the skills they had aquired could be put to good use until they aged enough that such a profession was no longer feasable and than they could retire in comfort.

No, what she wanted didn't much matter anymore. She couldn't go outside and run free through a meadow or even sit at the edge of the ocean and watch the tide roll in...except in a hologram chamber. She didn't even know what there was to do on this rock of a planet other than the sexual paces Ja Dur and she had put each other through in the last few days.

Finally looking up to him she sighed softly. "Something physical please my Lord, but not necessarily sexual. I've worked up a rather nasty temper and a good dose of despair and need to work them off."
 
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