Her Time Alone.
Chiana was back at the mine.
She could hear her heart beating heavily in her chest, her breathing heavy. She was in the rest area, standing in between the rows of bunk beds and their threadbare mattresses.
She looked down at herself, she had on the familiar semi worn brown rags that all of them were given to work in the mines hot cavern, her hair was once again covered with her favorite headwrap, flowing down her back slightly.
She heard the cheering of a large crowd.
Her head raised, and before her, in a large group with their backs to her, was all of her kin from the work crew. Men and women of varying ages, all cheering at something in front of them. The echo of their noise reverberating throughout the rest area.
She started to walk slowly forwards. Her heart started to beat harder it seemed, some of them looked back at her, smiling. Senrig, Alinti and others, smiling in a way that she had never seen them do before.
As she approached the outliers, they started to part for her, but the cheers and jeering continued. She got closer as more of them moved aside to make way for her. Her breathing was faster now.
As she came to the front, she looked at the scene the crowd was cheering.
It was her, naked and sweating, on a rich scarlet colored bed, with four pale and emaciated figures all around her. One of them was furiously slamming between her legs, and the cock of the other was in her mouth. She was sucking on it fast and hard, a look of pure pleasure upon her face.
The four 'men' however, had only wide open mouths on their faces, they had no eyes or openings for their nostrils, the other two of the vile creatures were pleasuring themselves with what looked like sharp claws.
The other her began working them even harder, as all four of the creatures prepared to climax. The crowd around her roaring and goading.
The pale monsters all tilted their heads back, and just as they were about to release...
Her eyes opened.
She was lying down on the silk bed of her room in the estate. For a split second after waking from the nightmare, her rage and fury flooded her, but just as quickly the implant kicked in, soothing the fierce emotion and numbing her.
Chiana lay on her back, looking up at the decorated ceiling of the room she was given. On the nights that the group gave her a break from sex, she would be allowed to sleep here on her own.
The large window to the room let in a fake moonlight from the holographic sky, as she lay there, she finally had time to think about the past few days, in an emotionally detached way.
'So this is my life now. To be a plaything to a horde of Gamenite perverts. My own body, even my own mind, isn't mine anymore.'
She tried to coax at least some emotions from the thought, even if it was misery. But all she got was a dopamine hit as another thought entered her head, titillating her.
'I am nothing more than a plaything now! A toy to be used, a receptacle for my masters lusts... and I love it!'
Chiana knew that thought wasn't really her own. She had far more respect for herself to ever think that way. All the while she was forced to work in that mine, along with the others, she never gave up her own mind, her own sense that she and the other Ymiri were more than just tools to smash rocks and shovel dirt into carts. In her veins was a legacy from a time when humanity was at its very height.
Every Ymiri knew the stories of their creation, they were all told it by their elders, and those makers intended for her people to be inheritors. Not slaves of any fashion.
'I might not be able to feel the conviction of these words anymore. But I know within myself that I am no mere slave, not in the mines, and not here in this perverted place.'
Another dopamine hit was coming, but this time, she concentrated, she forced her mind to remain silent as the false emotion passed over her. It was difficult, a part of her wanted to give in to it, to come up with some filthy thoughts to ride with the small high. But this time, she held out.
'Could I learn to resist this?! Learn to build up a tolerance to it?!'
She kept herself calm, not wanting to stimulate the implant any further. Instead she had something else to think about, the 'sharing party' that the three groups had arranged tomorrow night.
This time she allowed the implant to stimulate her, she'll offer small amounts of mental resistance at first, before trying to push it more, take small steps at a time and try to build up her mental stamina. For now though she allowed her mind to think about the activities before she once again drifted into sleep.