Her Obedient Servant Ch 03

Librarian's note: While this is a standalone prequel to the previous instalments of HOS, and can easily be read out of order, it does provide far more background information than the previous two (which is why it's so much longer). I personally think it's best to read the others first, to get the gradual surprises, but if you prefer them in chronological order, this is actually the first one, while the second is the second and the first is the third. Because I like writing backwards, apparently.

"Mayday, mayday! This is Jupiter Zero One Three requesting immediate aid! My ship has been damaged, and I'm making emergency landfall on unexplored planet 713V in the Leda quadrant. Please send help, this is Jupiter Zero One Three..."

~*~

June looked around herself dismally, heaved a sigh, and sat down on a rock. There were plenty of rocks to choose from. In fact, 713V seemed to be mostly rocks. She should probably just return to her shipwreck. The suns were getting low, anyway, and she'd rather not explore unknown territory in the dark. She took a swig of water, got up, turned around - and sprang backwards, hand going to her hip.

There was a glowing jellyfish hovering in the air in front of her.

"Whoa," June said out loud.

"Whoa!" echoed an excitable, childish voice in her head.

"What the hell?!" shouted June, looking around herself frantically before settling back on the jellyfish, which really was the only thing there.

"What?" said the curious voice in her head.

"Are you... talking to me?" she said, feeling increasingly silly. Maybe she was hallucinating.

"You are talking to me!" said the voice, while the jellyfish lit up brighter and spun around in the air.

"Are you just repeating everything I say?"

"Not everything," said the jellyfish, bobbing up and down and making a sound that might have been a giggle. It was possibly not entirely right to call it a jellyfish, anyway. It was like a tiny, upturned fishbowl, full of long, glowing threads that swam around each other very quickly, without ever making any knots. They constantly dropped out of the opening at the bottom, too, like the threads of a jellyfish.

"How do you speak my language?" asked June.

"Me repeats-peats-picks language from you, speak by speak! And-and-also not-everything, speak-weak weak-things, from..."

The not-jellyfish drifted higher, and suddenly all the little threads darting out of the upturned fishbowl were pointing in June's direction, more specifically at the top part of her.

"Wait, wait, waitjustaminute, you're saying you're picking words from my

head

?!"

"Me are picking weak-things," said the glowing thing helpfully, "things to speak, picking language, from your head, picking wait-wait jellyfish minute from minute."

"I haven't said jellyfish!" shouted June, jumping backwards once again. "Did you just - just

take

that word from my head? Are you reading my mind?!"

"I are reading your language, speaks from your language," said the voice, still excitable and child-like and decidedly non-threatening. "Jellyfish is repeat-repeat-repeat-speak in your mind; not-small, glowing."

"So you're just... picking my brain for words? Not reading my mind? No invasion into my thoughts and feelings?"

"Just words, no thoughts and feelings," confirmed the... the thing. The alien.

"What do I call you?" asked June, feeling a little guilty about her glowing repetition of 'jellyfish'.

"I are not have word for me that you would read as language," said the definitely-not-a-jellyfish. "I are," it said, and then blinked rapidly before letting all its glowing threads sink down and go dim. It was right; she didn't know what to do with that in her own language.

"What do I call you?" it asked.

"My name's June," said June.

"June," repeated the alien. "Is language word? Is feeling-feel-mean-meaning? Is word with meaning?"

"Yes, it's a word for a specific time, during spring, when everything blooms."

"Juuune," said blinking-rapidly-before-dimming, and then it did something weird with its glowing threads again, making them all rise up before expanding outwards like fireworks. Was it translating her name into its own language?

"I still need something to call you, though," she said, wondering how to translate in the other direction. "Any suggestions?"

"Blinking?" it said, and she had a feeling it was scanning her mind for prominent words again. "Blinking-blink-blinked-blinky? Dimming-dimmed-dim-dim-dim? Blinky Dim?"

June laughed. "Blinky Dim is perfect."

Blinky Dim made a happy loop de loop, but then suddenly hung very still and came slowly closer.

"Where did June come from?" it asked in a far more serious tone. "I are big-good feeling for meaning-meeting you, picking June-words. I bloom with language! But meeting is... invasion? Is hell?"

"What?" said June, perplexed over this sudden turn. "No, absolutely not. I had to make an emergency landing; I didn't think anyone lived here. And I don't want anything bad to happen to you now that I've met you, either!"

"June is good-good," said Blinky Dim affectionately. "I believe June is not mean bad. But then June did not know about..." it said something in its own light-language again, where a single thread glowed brightly at the centre of its bowl, while all the others swirled around it, far out at first, but tighter and tighter, until they completely surrounded the glowing light and blocked it out. It seemed pretty ominous.

"Um, no, I don't really know anything about your planet," said June.

"June should go," said Blinky Dim. "You should go before hell happens. Before invasion of June."

"What do you mean? There's something dangerous here? Like a... predator or something?"

"Yes, yes!" said Blinky Dim, flitting about anxiously and speaking even faster than usual, the voice in her head frantic. "Most bad predator is big bloom of hell planet! Blinky Dim and other jellyfish mostly safe because only eat words and light. But June is big, is eating, yes? Eating is bad!"

"Um, right," said June, trying to stay calm. "Well, I guess I could just go back to my ship and stay there? It's broken, but it's still got its protective casing, and I've sent out a distress signal, so hopefully someone will come looking for me soon..."

"Yes, yes, June must go back, must not stay and be invaded. Blinky Dim will be protective also!"

Frazzled by her new friend's warnings, June set a brisk pace back towards the ship. The suns had sunk ever lower during their conversation, and she remembered her earlier worries about what might come out at night. Jogging along and scanning her surroundings for nightmarish hell-monsters, she didn't see where she was going... and just as Blinky Dim shouted "careful!" in her head, the ground gave in beneath her feet, and she tumbled down into the dark.

She must've been knocked unconscious, because when she opened her eyes, she was in a spacious cavern-like room, glowing softly with the light of a full steam of jellyfish. She was lying on a comfortable bed-like structure, raised up from the ground - or floor, perhaps, as both that as well as walls and ceiling was covered in a strange mosaic that made it nigh impossible to keep her eyes fixed on a single point. It was clearly constructed, but everything was somewhat rounded, giving the room its cavernous, organic feel. As she groaned and attempted to sit up, however, her mind was assaulted with a thousand high-pitched voices all shouting "she's awake!" more or less at the same time, and then the whole jellyfish steam bolted away in a flurry of blinking lights, leaving her in the darkness.

"Um, h-hello?" she tried experimentally. "Blinky Dim? Anyone?"

"Hello," said a voice in her head that was so utterly different from all the others that she knew at once it couldn't come from a jellyfish. Where Blinky Dim had been childish, energetic and somewhat feminine (in the way that all children sounded more like women than men), this one was calm, mature and decidedly masculine.

"Hi?" she said in a high-pitched squeak that belied her terror. "Who's there?"

"The exalted guest is conversing with her obedient servant," said the calm voice.

"You're my what, now?" said June, utterly perplexed.

"Her obedient servant," repeated the voice, then, with a hint of distress, "is that not correct? Are those not the words for someone who does everything you desire?"

"Well, yes, but, I mean... why do I have a servant? What's your name? And, er, can you turn the light on?"

"The exalted guest has as many obedient servants as she desires because she is the obedient servants' exalted guest," said the voice, which didn't really explain much at all. "The obedient servants do not use names the way it's been discovered that the exalted guest does, but if it is more desirable to the exalted guest, she may name her obedient servant Xtephes of the shen tian. Shen tian means obedient servant in the language of the shen tian, while the exalted guest is ela esha, meaning exalted guest," it added, helpfully. "And of course, her obedient servant is overjoyed to fulfil the exalted guest's first desire. Thesheek!"

June surmised the last word to be a shout, and not long after, a few of the glowing jellyfish returned, faintly illuminating the mosaic cavern - and the other person in there with her.

Calling it a "person" seemed like a bit of a stretch, actually, and if not for the giant eye occupying most of what she'd have to say was its head, she might not even have guessed it was a living creature. It was much taller than her, dark blue, and below its bulbous head-shape there was no body, just a mass of long, smooth limbs, like vines or tentacles. If she hadn't spoken with it first, it would've been easy to confuse it for Blinky Dim's hell-predator, despite it having a lot less teeth than she'd imagined.

"Her obedient servant hopes the illumination is to the exalted guest's satisfaction, and apologises for not having foreseen this desire," said the shen tian as the silence stretched on, and June realised she'd been staring. "Her obedient servant looks forward to learning more about

all

the exalted guest's desires."

"Um, thank you," said June, fidgeting a little. She wasn't used to this kind of attention. "That's very kind."

"Her obedient servant swells with pride at the exalted guest's praise," said the shen tian, making it pretty clear that she'd just have to get used to it.

"Right. Well. Um," said June, as eloquent as a sunfish at a stand-up show.

"Perhaps the exalted guest is hungry?" suggested the shen tian. "Does she require sustenance?"

June was hungry, but not ravenous or anything, and Blinky Dim's "eating is bad" flashed in her mind. Of course, her luminescent friend had probably meant "being eaten is bad," and besides, there was hardly anything predatory about a species so subservient that they literally called themselves the "obedient servants". But still.

"Mostly for information, I think," she said, with an awkward little laugh. "How do you speak so eloquently? Do you also read words from my mind, like the...?" She waved her hand towards the jellyfish floating around the room.

"The shen tian call them thesheek, meaning little friends," explained her obedient servant. "The exalted guest agrees that they are useful little critters? Alas, her obedient servant does not possess their affinity for language, but they have picked the language from the exalted guest and transferred it all to her obedient servants, who are quick learners."

"I'll say," said June, and wished she could learn a new language in...

"Uh, how long was I passed out for, anyway?"

"The exalted guest needn't worry," said the calm voice in her head. "Her obedient servants found her at once after her cave-in and brought her here, where she has been sleeping only for half a day."

"Well, that's a relief," said June. "What about Blink- um, the thesheek I was with?"

"Her obedient servant unfortunately is not aware of any thesheek that might have bonded with the exalted guest," said the shen tian, "but if the exalted guest desires it found, her obedient servant will do everything in its power to locate her lost pet."

June almost recoiled, and replied defensively, "She's my friend!" She didn't even care that the little jellyfish was probably genderless; she couldn't go on calling her 'it'.

"Her obedient servant extends its most humble apology," said the shen tian, still perfectly calm. "No offence was intended. If her obedient servant can make up for its mistake in any capacity, it would be delighted to do so."

"Well, um, if you can look for her, that'd be a relief," said June. "We were kind of worried about the predators when I fell."

The shen tian came closer, gliding forwards on its strange, undulating limbs.

"Her obedient servant must humbly request that the exalted guest explains: what predators?"

"Well, Blinky didn't do a very good job describing them," said June, trying to recall what her friend actually had said. "She kept saying they would 'invade me', but obviously that was just because she didn't have enough words yet. But it sounded almost like they... rule the planet? Oh, and I think they eat people; she kept saying that eating is bad. She was

really

worried about them. Oh, and she showed me her name for them, it was like... like a single, bright light being smothered?"

Around her, all the gathered thesheek started blinking rapidly, before all showing the same thing: a single, bright thread being encircled by dim ones that slowly closed in before encasing the bright one completely, leaving the cave in a murky darkness.

"Vax!" shouted the shen tian, and the light returned to normal. "Her obedient servant apologises on behalf of the thesheek. They are very excitable and easily scared, but what the exalted guest speaks of is nothing to worry about. The hungry orreyeph dwell on the surface and do not come here... and if they do, her obedient servant knows how to handle them. The exalted guest may rest easy."

"Okay," said June, somehow not entirely reassured. Blinky Dim had just been so adamant that she, June, was in terrible danger...

"Does the exalted guest have further inquiries?" said the shen tian, bringing her out of her reverie. "Or does she desire anything else?"

June smiled, sheepishly, as her stomach rumbled. "I might be just a little hungry," she confessed, "but I'll just grab something quick from my - my pack! My

suit?! What the hell??

"

It took much frantic action before June finally calmed down enough to acknowledge that she had not been wearing her environmental suit since long before she woke up, and she was still totally fine. The shen tian explained that her suit had been torn, and a quick analysis had determined its use and how to make what her obedient servant called a "life bubble" where it could safely be removed so her body could be checked for injuries. She was still wearing her underclothes, a simple shirt and tights, which was what had felt similar enough that her addled mind hadn't noticed the missing suit at once.

A second panic ensued when she found out that her pack had not been recovered from the cave-in.

"All my rations were in there!" she cried. "What am I going to eat?!"

"Her obedient servant would be delighted to provide sustenance for the exalted," attempted the shen tian for the umpteenth time, once again being cut off.

"Shut up about your damned sustenance, you fucking wasted octopus! I can't just eat your weird mushrooms or plankton or fucking sunlight or whatever; I need

human

food, or I'll have to

analyse

it with the equipment that's in my

fucking pack

or on my

fucking ship

, where I should be right now in case anyone picked up my signal, but I can't even leave this fucking cave without my fucking suit, now, can I?!"

"Her obedient servant is confused," said the shen tian, far too calm for someone who was being shouted at, "does the word 'fucking' not refer to the act of stimulating your reproductive organs in an attempt at inducing euphoria? Perhaps the exalted guest's repetition of the word is caused by a desire for this activity?"

"No, I don't want to have sex!" Shouted June. "I want to sleep and wake up in the morning and discover that this is all a bad dream, or at least that my pack has been found, or I'll figure out how to fix my suit. Just that, no fucking, good night!"

The weird thing, though, was that she kind of

did

want to fuck something.

Perhaps that was why, once she got Xtephes to leave and had lain back on her bed, she had the dream.

She dreamt that she was the little mermaid, making the deal with the sea witch so that she could have all the required parts to fuck the human prince. However, if he did not make her cum before three nights had passed, her nubile human body would be the sea witch's personal fucktoy for all eternity.

The first night, she convinced the prince to let her give him a blowjob on the beach. The second night, she convinced him to fuck her in the palace kitchen, but as soon as he'd cum himself, he hurried away without helping her finish. The third night she convinced him to take her to bed and fuck her whichever way he pleased, but just as she was about to finally cum, with his dick deep in her ass and his fingers diddling her clit and pussy, the Queen barged in and took the little whore and gave her a good spanking before throwing her out - and just then, the sun rose and her time was up.

The sea witch came to collect at once, her many tentacle-dicks invading the little June-maid's every orifice, and pumping her inky seed into her fresh host, making her pliant, and sex-crazed, and hungry, hungry, hungry for more, always and forever.

June awoke slowly, and could almost feel the tentacles slowly slithering out of her, almost taste the last drops of weird, witchy cum spilling down her throat. Her body felt raw and sore, like she really had been fucked all night, and she was uncomfortably horny. Perhaps she should masturbate in bed for just a little bit before working on solving all her other problems? Blearily, she opened her eyes.

"Good morning," said the shen tian standing right next to her bed.

"Gah!" said June, and nearly fell out on the other side.

"Has the exalted guest had an enjoyable recuperation period? Can her obedient servant do anything to make her morning more pleasurable?"

June eyed the long tentacles in front of her with images from her dream still very fresh in her mind. She shook her head, trying to clear it, and didn't answer.

"Her obedient servants have analysed the exalted guest's biology, and come to the conclusion that it is perfectly safe for her to ingest the sustenance the shen tian can provide her with. Does the exalted guest desire breakfast?"

"Ohhh," said June, biting her lip. She really did desire breakfast. But...

"I shouldn't. If I can just fix my suit, I can get back to my ship. I've got rations for a year there, no problem."

"How shall the exalted guest fix her suit, though," said the shen tian, "if she is delirious with hunger?"

"I'll cross that bridge when I come to it," she said, resolutely. "I've got to at least try, first."

Fixing the suit turned out to be harder than she'd hoped, though. Sure, she could do it, and Xtephes turned out to be a good assistant - but it was going to take a while. And to add to her worries, there was still no sign of Blinky Dim.

That night, she dreamt that she was the heroine in an old black-and-white movie who got kidnapped by aliens. Little Grey Men, to be precise, which were nothing like any aliens humanity had actually made contact with. She got beamed into their flying saucer (again, utterly unrealistic) and stripped naked, before being subjected to a long string of highly erotic and not particularly scientific tests, examinations and experiments. She was probed, licked, tickled, milked, spanked, tied up, forced to masturbate, and fucked every-which-way, all while being watched and commented on by a group of Grey scientists. The last trial was being strapped to a machine that milked both her inexplicably lactating tits and her extremely overflowing pussy, and funnelled it all into a long tube that fed it directly back to her by forcing itself down her throat.