Dead Star Run

[AriesWolf]

The holding area was cold, nearly lightless, and smelled so over-poweringly bad that Vincent could not even use his sensitive nose to find his way about. He dreamed of his home, the large fields, the orchard, his sweet and tender mistress.

His fur is matted now, and dirty, he had heard whispers that they would be cleaned tomorrow. The Abaddon was docking with another craft to exchange "Cargo" for "Medication", of course cargo that was to be traded would be reported to officials as having died during transportation.

Hope flared up in his chest, any place would be better than this one! At 19 he felt ancient, tired and worn down by the blackness and stench. He was barely aware that there was girl sitting in the corner not 3 feet from him.

 

[SuthernCumfort]

Shea was born into slavery and from a very early age her body was tested and taught to be a slave. At 19 she is still a virgin and her virginity is worth what she will be auctioned for. She lived her life in a bubble, seeing only what was necessary to see. Her previous owners had her body tuned with microchips as to implement the desire to serve, to produce, and to do as told.

She has striking features. Her hair is a dark brown that sits just above her shoulders and her eyes are a piercing blue. She is not very tall, and her figure is curvacious. She speaks softly, her voice only a whisper. She is subserviant and is very submissive. Her last owners taught her that she was born to breed. Being sold at auction was the best thing for Shea. She was strong willed and often found herself being punished for some deed of wrong doing.

She sat on the ship sullen, quiet in the corner. Her eyes were ever watchful as she made contact with those willing to meet her stare. She sat alone, for being a slave she was lowly even to the furries on board.

She so longed to break the burdens inside her, yet she was programmed to listen. To do as told. But, in the back of her mind, she wanted out. She wanted to be free. She wanted to have what no other human had. Freedom

The ship itself was cold and damp. Many others were here as well. The RS 300 chip placed in her head allowed her to process the thought patterns of others on board. She could locate and link up with others like her, yet she found there were no others here like her.

The smell was nauseating but, somehow she could learn to adapt. Wasnt that what they were doing? Learning to adapt? She scanned quickly once again from her corner hiding spot and locked onto the Furry across the plank from her.

She noted his disheveled look. He looked so sad and forlorne. Yet she could not bring herself to approach him. She was fully aware of the power of the VAO module embedded into her thigh. It would in kind respond to the needs of other sexually aroused creatures. She didnt want to get to close for she had always heard that Furries were very sexual creatures, much like the cyborgs and Sentinals.

 

[AriesWolf]

Vincent could feel her eyes on him, but it didn't really register, he was still reeling in from the stink of the place. He needed a shower, he needed to get clean. His mistress hadn't wanted him to go! He never should have let them take him away.

Cecilia had been his gentle and kind mistress, a sentinel yes, but cruel? Not too him. His mind wandered to happier times, chasing rabbits in the fields, diving into the river to fetch something Cecilia might have dropped, and the times they had secretly made love.

And he was HUNGRY! He wanted out of here! To get away from the darkness, and the stench, to see the light again and chase things and play and EAT! A slow burning anger rose in his chest as he thought of the slavers. Probably eating right now!

"I need, to get out of here...." he sighed, his voice deep and resonationg in the relative silence of the chamber.

 

[SuthernCumfort]

She registered his voice inside her head. The deep tone, the slow nature. It seemed to permeate her skin. To sink into her body. She closed her eyes and tried to gain a visual of him, before this ship. Before being closed in like an animal.

She seemed to be searching a blank grid when memory surfaced. There, happy times. She watched him with another woman. Playing, being happy. Being free. Then darkness, pain, wretchedness.

She wanted no more and opened her eyes to feel his stare now on her.

Would he know she was in his mind? Most could not detect her but she had started the breeding process earlier in the trip and it left a tainted smell on her that was detectable to anyone with more sensitive smell than humans or otheres

 

[AriesWolf]

It was odd feeling, that he couldn't really describe or understand, he felt almost as if the woman sitting across from him had been viewing his memories with him. He had heard of people who could see into another's mind... but no he must have been dozing off or something.

Then he could smell her, it was a noticable if not strong. Her scent was odd, tainted. Was she in his mind? Only one way to find out, he began to focus on her, picturing her naked. If she reacted, to his change of thoughts then he would know.

It was hard not too laugh as he sat there in the darkness and stench, trying to make a woman he thought might be reading his mind uncomfortable. Six months ago, he'd have thought that he must be mind-sick. Now though it seemed perfectly logical to try.

Nevermind that! He was losing focus, again he brought up the image of her naked. He felt his nethers begin to stir. Arousal slowly seeping into him.

 

[SuthernCumfort]

Shea wanted to run. She had been felt inside his mind. Now, trapt nowhere to go, she could only close her eyes as she felt him pulling her back in.

The raggedly clothing she wore did little to conceal her yet, she wanted to wrap her arms around her body and be consumed in herself. She tightened her eyes as she felt herself being pulled faster and faster inside his mind.

How could she have been so stupid? How could she have let herself be drawn inside the mind of an animal? Yet, curiousity was a flaw and one that she had been sent to the auction for.

She peeked. Opening her eyes. He was staring at her. Intense eyes piercing her body, looking deep inside her mind. He never blinked. His stare never waivered. His eyes fixed on hers and in a instant, her own were boring into his.

What fun they could have in their minds without anyone noticing. He too must be a great possessor of minds as he could invade her own like this. She acknowledged him with a nod of her head and a short smile.

Often times, she had found herself swept up in the fantasies of others, yet never being able to live out her own, her desires went undealt with. She focused her mind on the lush green fields she had seen inside his own mind.

Slowly, she imagined herself walking towards him, hair streaming behind her. Clothed as only slaves could be in a leather halter and crudely made underpants that seemed to tighten upon arrousal.

Her body was marked with the inks of the slaves and her eyes, were bright blue.

"I am Shea of the Moors. I am a slave and wish to acknowledge your presence Furry" she said. Her voice, a whisper seemed to linger on her lips and on the breeze.

 

[AriesWolf]

Vincent was shocked! What was this? Only seconds ago he had been trying to see if she could read his mind, they had been sitting in the slave hold, and now they were... home. On the Planet Mira, standing in the wide open field that had been his favorite playground.

"I am Shea of the Moors. I am a slave and wish to acknowledge your presence Furry"

Vincent blinked. Her words seemed to linger in his ears long after she had spoken. He didn't know how to respond, but it felt so amazing to be home! The breeze brushed across his fur, sending an very real tingling down his spine. Then it was gone.

He was back in the slave hold. Sitting once again rather uncomfortably on the hard steel floor.

"What was that?!" he hissed at Shea of the Moors, as she had introduced herself. "How did you do that?"

He had never heard of a mind-reader being able to do such things! He was almost angry, not because of what had happened, but because it had stopped. He had forgotten all about trying to embarass her by picturing her naked and seeing if she could read his thoughts.

A new feeling filled him, an intense curiousity that would not be ignored!

 

[SuthernCumfort]

She shook her head and closed her eyes. She never opened her mouth yet her voice was calming in his ear.

"Quiet now Furry. No need to alert the others as they are watching us intently. You shall move closer to me. Sit by me. There are things I can show you, gifts I can give you. Pleasures I can allow you. Yet you must be aloof to anyone else." she said.

She needed him calm. He had the power of mind control. His was wild, sporadic. She could teach him. She could show him. For some insane reason, she knew he was the one that was needed to fulfill her destiny.

He was a Furry. Yes. An animal, of course. Yet, here in the hold, they were all the same. Prisoners, slaves, lowly creatures. Shea had extended the invitation to join her. He would need to be aggressive. Furries almost often were.

Yet something in his mind told her of a tenderness. Something a rare quality in a male furry. Again she closed her eyes, and entered his mind. The fields, the sun, the air was so clean.

"We shall make this our place. You and I as it seems to hold specific significance to you Furry. Do you have a name? You do not have to speak. Just think and I can hear you fine" she said. A whisper.

 

[AriesWolf]

They were in the field again, the breeze blowing past softly. He listened to her, he could feel his body move closer to her in the hold.

"My name is Vincent... though my mistress called me Vinny, how are you doing this woman?" He asked. Vincent was struggling to stay calm, he was anxious to get answers. He didn't like the knowing way the woman said this place was important to him.

"Are my thoughts my own? Or can you see them all?"

 

[SuthernCumfort]

"It is best if you dont speak Vincent. Not many people can read thoughts as well as I. It is a gift I have mastered. I am not purebred" she said to him.

She wanted to trust someone. She needed to trust someone. She did not want to frighten him, she wanted to show him. The up link chip in her head allowed her to read the thoughts of others like herself. On the ship, he, Vincent was the only one.

"You have a telekentic chip. I too have the same model The T 7889. You can read thoughts. It means we have some form of cyborg genetics inside our body. Its Their way of keeping tabs on us. Some, like myself have figured out that we can control the chip. Others like yourself let the chip control you. That is why I can read you yet, you cant read me. I could teach you. If you like" she thought.


She smiled at him. Hoping to ease the confusion and distrust inside him.

 

[AriesWolf]

A chip? Inside him? Vincent didn't like the sound of that at all! And as for not speaking, that was unsettling too.

"So you can read all my thoughts?" He asked, silently as she had requested.

He didn't like that thought a woman could see everything he was thinking. That could get a little embarassing, and really she was quite attractive. He forced himself to focus on the conversation, his eye's locking onto hers.

"And you can teach me to control this power?"