This ongoing sci-fi series will contain non-consensual elements.
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The plan was clear. We were on our way to the breeder farm, where Delphine would act as a merchant looking to buy slaves. To aid the illusion I was going to pretend to be her personal slave. My looks would play a big part in this, as I didn't look like a battle hardened terrorist. Which is what Red Moon were known for in these parts.
Dex had gone now, looking for another part of his crew, or should I say my crew. It was still troubling to think I had once commanded a ship all of my own. Hopefully we would rescue Lilly from the breeder farm, and be able to unlock those memories.
I sat alone in my quarters preparing to play my part in this mission. It had been nice to have a long hot shower. I tied my long blonde hair tightly to my scalp in a bun, it would help show off my collar, and show my place. I was using a spare collar the crew gave me. It had no electronics built in, it was just for show. I attached it around my neck and felt the weight. It was a simple metal ring, nothing fancy, and thankfully not heavy. There was a small metal ring at the front which I assumed was for a leash. I had a different idea for it though.
From my wardrobe I found a white silk scarf that I threaded through the ring and then tucked into a silk skirt. It covered my breasts, but left my back exposed. The skirt was white and had slits up both legs. I wanted to give the impression of seductiveness, but also a hint of class. Even without underwear, I think I pulled it off.
I looked in the mirror, the silk scarf covered each of my breasts, and clung to them enticingly. It seemed to enhance their size and shape. The simple collar made the outfit even more effective.
My make up was next, and I applied it quite garishly. Strong red lipstick, and a smoky look for my eyes. Now, I looked like a pleasure slave.
"Very nice." A voice called out. It was Tyrus, I hadn't heard him enter.
"Thank you," I said, quietly.
"I haven't seen you at all since we refueled," he said. That was true, I had been avoiding him. True to Delphine's word, no one else on the crew had been told about my previous life.
He put his hands on my bare shoulders, giving them a gentle rub. 'You look very sexy in the collar."
"It's just for the mission."
He sniggered, and without warning picked me up out of the chair, and turned me to face him. I could smell alcohol on his breath.
"Why don't we get you nice and relaxed."
I protested and tried to pull away, but he held me firmly. I could feel my frustration rising.
This just encouraged him, and his face beamed wide with a smile, but as he leaned in to kiss me, I pulled an arm away from him. The slap across his face was loud and took him by surprise. His face went red and I could see the anger seething inside of him. Before he could react, I broke his grasp, and told him to leave.
For a few seconds I thought he was going to strike me, but he composed himself. "You can be a real bitch sometimes," he said, and he stormed out of my quarters.
My heart was racing and I had to sit down on the bed to calm myself down.
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Juno came to collect me, we had reached the breeder farm.
"Delphine has just spoken to the director, they are on their way to our yacht now," she informed me.
Before we left I looked out of my window, to try and catch a glimpse of the planet. It was large and a dirty rust color. Off to the left I could see the bulk carrier that I had paid for with my credits. With some luck it would soon be on the planet to collect Lilly.
Things had always been frosty between Juno and myself, but today, she was more animated towards me. As we made our way through the corridors to the large meeting room, she told me she had heard about me slapping Tyrus.
"He came into the canteen in a real nasty mood," she said, with a laugh.
I admitted my part and told her that I wasn't sure what I saw in him.
"You did the right thing, he can be a prick."
We laughed about it, and before we entered the meeting room, she told me that maybe I wasn't such a waste afterall. I thought it would be nice to sit down with her one day and put past grievances to bed. I was close to her mother Delphine, and it would be nice to have that same sort of relationship with Juno.
Delphine was waiting for us. Like myself, she had been transformed. Gone was her unkempt hair, and distressed clothing, only to be replaced by a slick and business like appearance. She was wearing a loose fitting suit, and had her hair slicked back. I could see the faint hint of embarrassment on her face.
"The director will be here shortly," she said. Juno talked to her for a while about the other arrangements. Delphine and Tyrus were going to fly the bulk carrier. The rest of the crew would be on the yacht, both ships would land for an assault when we were given permission. There was a planetary shield that would make any unauthorized landing impossible. We had to be invited down before anything could happen
The meeting room had been spruced up, there were bowls of fruit and other delicacies on the table. Delphine told me that I was to serve drinks, and act as a slave would in these situations.
There was a buzzing from the comms, the director was onboard. Juno made her goodbyes, and gave me a comforting wink as she left. It was just me and Delphine in the room now.
"Just let me do the talking," she said. "Everything will be fine."
Her words were appreciated, but I felt very apprehensive. I picked up a tray of drinks, and stood next to Delphine.
We didn't have to wait long. Director Sakura finally made her appearance. She was flanked on either side by two armed guards. They were tall and wore bulky body armor. Even so, they didn't look as imposing as their mistress. She was easily six feet tall, and dressed in a black leather body suit. It clung tightly to her slender frame, her large leather clad breasts and wide hips jutted out in a seductive way. Her long spiked heels only added to her height and impressiveness.
"Good evening Captain Delphine," she said, in a commanding, and almost masculine voice.
I could sense Delphine was a little taken aback by the spectacle, and her confidence drained from her voice as she replied.
Sakura took a long look at me, making my heart race a little at the gaze. Her face had the same masculine quality, her jaw line was strong and her cheekbones were high and sharp. Her hair was a deep black color, straight and cut short into a bob. For a few seconds there was silence then I realized it was the drinks she was looking at, and I offered the tray. The tall woman took a glass of wine without a word.
"Please sit," Delphine offered, finally regaining her composure.
I put the tray on a side table and took my place on my knees next to Delphine. Sakura sat opposite, and I watched her long legs cross over each other elegantly. For such a tall woman, she had amazing poise and grace.
The guards stayed in the room, standing either side of the entrance. Their faces were covered by black plastic face plates.
"You wish to make a purchase?" Sakura asked, calmly. I couldn't see her eyes anymore as her chin was raised in a haughty manner.
"I do," Delphine replied. "I'm looking for at least five hundred."
