"Something must be done!" snarled Lindare, his son had gone missing while out scouting with a troup of his friends six days ago and while the others had returned, his child had not. Leading his mother into convulsions of worry and tears of sorrow. Meanwhile Lindare had called a meeting of the Prime Spectrum to hatch a plan to find and destroy the hidden Fraction sect. Anger and pain were evident upon the man's face and the tenor of his speech spoke to the disgust for those who would dare abduct a Hetti Prime. The massive white limestone triangle table seated six members from each of the Tri-Spectrum, the collective represented the current Tri-Council. Lindare and his five Hetti were seated at the base of the triangle, Lindare himself stood proud and tall at the point. The Council chamber was a hallowed place, sanctioned by the Primes as a place to conduct decision making and important acts involving the Tri people.
"Be careful Lindare Hetti, do you forget that a number of Primes still live amongst the Fraction." the deep sincere voice of Randi Blandide swept the table with an immense wave of authority.
"They are no longer recognized by the Tri!" came a Teni female, her red sleek body drew the attention of every male present as she stood up to join the dispute. Her distinctive red stripes made her even more exotic to the common human man, but among the Tri it was a normal marking.
"Yes, but it can't be said that they weren't born among the Tri. Their births are recorded in the Hall of Records!" countered Randi.
"Why is it that you have turned soft to this matter Randi? In fact the entire Blandide has been stooping to the level of a Fraction supporter ever since the Rapes." the Teni female's eyes narrowed as she looked down her nose at the Blandide male.
"Radia! Hold your tongue! You speak to a member of the Council!" snapped Lindare. Several murmurs around the table second his words. Radia smiled a smile that sent a shiver through the room as she clapped her hands twice. Suddenly the high double doors to the chamber slammed open as two Teni guards marched in, a young orange female in chains between them.
"Sadie!" exclaimed Randi, he was up and headed in the girl's direction immediately upon seeing her. But just as quick two more Teni guards came out of no where to restrain the Blandide council member. Randi snarled in anger struggling against them but they held him steady.
"Radia how dare you defile this chamber with a Fraction!" came a fellow Teni member who was seated towards the end of the six Teni.
"Here, here!" bellowed a Hetti.
"What is the meaning of this?" shouted the seated Blandide members.
"Council members... I give you Sadie, an sunset orange Fraction female. Produced by a Hetti and Teni melding.... and the illegal lover of Randi Blandide! A member of this Council and of the Blandide Tri!" Radia's voice was laced with malice and self-justification. For a whole mili-second the chamber was so quiet you could've heard a pin drop, then the table erupted into chaos, shouts and arguements broke like thunder across the triangle. While Radia simply stood there with that deadly smile still etched into her face. Randi's deadly eyes fell upon the Teni female for but a moment, yet she refused to acknowledge what she had just done. Then his attention went to Sadie as she hung loose and defeated between the Teni guards. A thick silver collar weighed upon her delicate neck, chains dipped between her breasts which connected the wrist shackles and then the chains stemmed to the ankle shackles. On any other occasion Randi would have loved to see his lady dressed as such, but the noise behind him only pounded the truth of what lay before him, home. A thick stainless steel rod was pressed into her back and slid threw her elbows to keep her from being able to move her arms.
"Council! What is to be done with them?" Radia's voice broke through the din. Silencing the table as if she owned them.
"How do you respond, Randi?" came Lindare, his eyes full of pain and betrayal as he gazed at his friend.
The Blandide male drew himself up to his full height, his eyes surveyed the council with understanding and forever faithful membership.
"I love this woman. And she should not have to be treated like this! She is a creature just as you and I are. Change is the only thing to cleanse us gentlemen." his voice was strong and solid, his eyes spoke of the truth within his own heart. His eyes turned again to his mate, to gaze upon her as she did him, to support her the only way he could. The Council stood stunned into silence at his words, disbelief was written on all their faces.
"Death in the arena." Radia's voice slithered. A near visible shutter rolled through the Council and Lindare gave up his stern gaze and began to openly weep; falling into his seat for support.
"Aye." came a reply from the Blandide side. And with that there was a united vote for those accused to be executed in the Teni arena the next morning. Even if it meant killing one of their own Council members. But there had to be an example set for the people.
"As to what Lindare Hetti suggests, let a search begin." Radia proposed once the traitor and the Fraction had been removed from the Tri chamber.
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"Oh Jaylar yes!" Ivy cried out with delight. Her hands buried themselves into his golden hair and her legs were locked about his hips. The Hetti took her with a determined look in his eyes as he pounded into her spasming depths, he loved they way their skin blinded him at times with color and the sparkling dazzle that made them glow. The way she shuttered and call out his name made Jaylar want to cum instantly but he held himself as long as he dared, wanting to prolong her pleasure, to hear and feel her utter delight. Jaylar hadn't meant to plunge his hard length into the young Grandide but when her eyes had begged to be claimed just after he had caught her, Jaylar couldn't refuse that look. He had intended to take it slow with her, to be soft and thoughtful about his love making to his mate. His muscles strained and his body trembled for release. Ivy's moaning cries of ecstasy made him so happy that she had chosen him, thrilled that he could share his life and love with her, honored that her libido matched his own.
"Ivy oh sweet Ivy." he moaned deeply as he buried his length within her pulsing warmth and felt the pure wonder of his own release. Ivy's arms locked around his neck as she held him, loving the millions of sensations that he had given to her, adoring this new life that she and him would share. With a final shutter Jaylar moved to lay next to Ivy, she let go of him, her chest rose and fell.
"We are mated forever." she breathed, turning her face to look at her Hetti.
"Yes we are. You are so beautiful Ivy." mumured Jaylar, his fingers tracing her soft cheek. She smiled sweetly at his compliment.
"Did I hurt you?" his voice full of concern and affection.
"No Jaylar you didn't harm me. Though I will be tender for awhile." Ivy giggled. With that Jaylar scooted closer to his new found love and wrapped his arms around her to keep her warm and comfortable.
"Next time I will not be so harsh. I promise Ivy." cooed Jaylar as she snuggled into his welcomed cuddle.
"Its alright Jaylar. My mother said you might be, but only because we were both very eager." confided Ivy.
"Jaylar what of your family? Won't they be worried about you." Ivy changed the subject suddenly. Jaylar's brow furrowed with concern.
