The New Life

[One Eyed Jack]

He was having a grand time pounding away at her, and love how she reacted to him. No fear, no pre-conditioning to be louder, or quiet – just sounds that came naturally to her, words the flowed without restraint. She never had to muffle her voice to avoid waking disapproving parents, or learn to fake it to please someone else.

He leaned lower, nibbling on her ear, “I love how you look, and sound girl, so honest!” He kept increasing his force and speed, but saw her struggling to keep the position he had put her in. “Oh, you're having trouble, let me help you out.” He withdrew from her, fueled by his fetish, and walked to the drawer he had the 'toys' in from last night. Be pulled out the cuffs again, and returned to his slave.

“This will help, and show you off just as well,” he explained with a smile, but a lustful gleam in his eye. This wasn't for her, but for him, and all the images in his head that he usually felt guilty about having. Her legs were pushed up into the air, together, and he cuffed her hands behind her knees, forcing her attached wrists to hold her legs up high.

Rejoining her in the bed, he pulled her legs up over his right shoulder, and drove himself back into her, thrusting madly into the now even tighter little cunt he had paid for.

 

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The nibble on her ear and the approving words of loving what she was doing and saying was wonderful. She was just so happy that he was enjoying her body the way she wanted him too. He pounded her harder and she moaned and grimaced slightly since she was still sore and it still hurt some. He noticed that she was having trouble and he said he'd help her with that. She saw him walk over to the drawer from the other night and pulled out the wrist cuffs and she got a little nervous but not too much. He walked over smiling at her and giving her a rather lustful look.

He bound her wrists behind her knees, holding her legs up and it wasnt that much more comfortable of a situation but he seemed to really like it. Throwing her legs over his shoulder he pressed back into her and her legs tugged gently and she grimaced again slightly but she quickly adjusted as he fucked her wildly. She moaned and groaned her hips wiggiling as she got closer and closer to climaxing. Her breathing became shorter and she tossed her head and she moaned louder as her back arched hard as she came hard onto his cock.

Her body writhing in his grasp as he continued to fuck her tight cunt. She was loving it and truely learning to like enjoy sex, just on her second day. It might have been that he was kind to her and wasnt beating her while they had sex. That was a huge plus, yes he pushed her limits some but it was nothing to unberable, atleast so far. She wanted to see the other things that he enjoyed, she was very curious now. This was a whole new life to her and it was looking like it was going to be a good one.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

He enjoyed this new position, she felt tighter around him from her legs pressed together, but she seemed just as vulnerable bound as she was holding herself open. Erus found himself enjoying her more and more, and the guilt of owning her faded the more she smiled and moaned at his treatment of her.

And those moans grew louder, urging him on, until she was struggling against his hold on her from the involuntary spasms of her orgasm, the force of which sent her own fluids down his cock to drip down his balls. The very intensity in which she came sent him into a frenzy, pounding at her as she squirmed in effort to find his own release.

Feeling her muscles tighten beneath his grasp on her legs, and how her chest heaved with labored breath, he felt his own explosion coming, like a mag train down a steep hill, no way to stop, so just enjoy the ride. He reached down and grabbed on of her firm tits, and squeezed it as he came, shouting as his seed was pumped into her.

When it was over, he remained still, leaving himself joined with her, catching his breath. Eventually he lay down beside her, pushing her legs away from him, so that he could hold her from behind, nibbling on her shoulder. “Oh my, that was fun wasn't it?” He held his bound up, well fucked, slave girl, for the first time without guilt – only enjoying her presence in his world.

 

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As she came, it drove him on. He went faster and harder and she moaned and writhed as he continued to pound her. She gasped for air and he exploded inside of her and she took a relaxing breath to try and calm her racing heart. He stopped but held that posistion for a moment as he tryed to catch his breath as well. She looked up at him and then away as she tryed to get her muscles out of the extremely tensed state that they were in. But it wasnt going very well.

He then put her legs down and let her lay there in the uncomfortable posistion of her hands bound behind her legs but she didnt say anything. He nibbled at her skin and asked if it was fun. She nodded her head and chewed on her bottom lip as he held her gently.
"Yes Master...it was fun."
She had enjoyed it, but it wouldnt go under get category of 'fun'. But it wasnt anything terrible or even close to it. She liked it, and didnt mind the little things he used to heighten their play in bed. It turned her on a little. For him to use the things she use to hate in a nice pleasurable way was slightly sexy.

She layed there until he was ready to let her go or whatever he wanted her to do. She liked being close with him, her master. She was getting more comfortable with him and was happy to be his.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

He enjoyed how she did not complain about being left bound, at least for the moment. He could have wished she were more enthusiastic, but how much could he expect from her, really? She was accepting, and grateful – for now that would have to do.

He held her a few moments longer, then got up and removed the wrist restraints, and put them away. He returned to her, and began massaging her wrists, then arms, and finished by rubbing out any soreness in her legs. “I enjoy our play, and while it may even be rough at times, I do now wish you to suffer after.” He explained as he tried to remove the tension in her body he had caused by his choice of positions.

He let her remain on the bed, enjoying the sight of her, and remembering how nice it was to hold her against him. But thoughts of what was best entered his head, and he wished that this 'ownership' thing came with a manual. Finally he shrugged, and pushed all the covered down so he could climb in, and pulled them up over the both of them. “Tonight, if you like, you may remain in bed with me. I enjoy your company.” He wrapped an arm around her, the palm of his hand lightly cupping her breast as he held her to him.

He slept well that night – better then most. Dreams of the excitement over the cargo being sold, his slave girl, and the friend to visit ran through his mind until an alarm chirped insistently. It was not one of panic, just a notification, and he rose from bed, but smiled down at the girl who chose to remain. Pulling on some pants he went to the bridge, and found, as the alarm suggested, they were approaching the Caliga system. Other ships, most coming on similar vectors were just entering his sensor range, but it was too far to make out much more then their rough size. His smaller vessel would hardly show up.

Erus piloted the Novus Vita manually, enjoying the act of eluding sensors until the last possible minute. He called back to his companion, telling her to buckle up in the galley again. He brought them in hot and fast, pulling up at the last moment to drop his speed before touching down. It was not only thrill seeking, but practical – the more time he spent as a fireball, the less time others had to scan his systems.

He had not set his craft down at a nice respectable space port, either. He set down in a dense jungle, which confused the hell out of any life detecting sensors. These were the coordinated given by the shipper, and he was placed to note that his top of the line ship sensors cut through the mess and reported at least six humans, and a nearly a dozen small vehicles.

He asked no questions as ten men, apparently his sensors missed only four, came up to inspect the cargo. Satisfied, four went to work unloading the nano-robots from his hold, and the rest had the much more demanding task of moving containers full of platinum bars. They spoke little, but went about their task efficiently. Finally, when his ship held no more of the illegal cargo, but instead twenty containers - each a challenge for two men to lift, lined his cargo bay. They promised to report a perfect delivery, and suggested a few local banks that could help him with his new 'cargo'.

He lifted off, and made his way to the southern polar region of the planet. It was late, so meeting with his friend, Mistress Era, would have to wait until tomorrow. He however did send her a message as to the nature of his visit, and that the credits would be available in the morning as soon as the banks opened.

So, the night upon them, he turned his attentions to his slave girl. He walked into his cargo hold again, “Come in here girl, come see this!” He had to share it with someone, and she was, literally, all he had. He was certain she had never seen this much money – just as he was equally certain he hadn't either. In two days he had made more then he had in five years of working from merchant to smuggler.

He went to one container, and lifted out a single bar of the precious metal, admiring its meaning. “We're going to have lots of fun with all this. I think we're going to need some more toys.” He looked back to her, obviously thrilled with himself.

 

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She remained restrained a moment longer while he held her but he then took them off and rubbed her body down slightly to get all the stiffness out. She gave him a little smile that their play may be rough but that he did not wish for her to suffer and that made her feel better about all the 'rough play' they would be doing. But when he offered to let her sleep with him she nodded her head quickly and let him hold her. Feeling his body pressed up against her back was an amazing feeling she had neer experienced. They slept and then a noise sounded and she immediately woke up along with him but didnt really move until she felt him leave the bed and go attend to whatever it was.

In that time she layed there enjoying the soft comforts of the bed and blankets. She felt some comfortable and then a little later he called to her to buckle up where she had before and did so sitting there until she was told. She didnt know really what was going on or how his job worked but she figured that she didnt need to know, unless he chose to tell her. But after awhile he came and got her and brought her down to the cargo hold to show her what happened and what he had. He showed her the money and she figured it was a lot by the way he was admiring it.

He said they were going to have fun and need to get more toys and she walked up next to him to look at it and she cocked her head slightly. She had never seen it before and thought it was very pretty and figure it was worth a lot. She smiled at him glad that he was pleased and happy. She got goosebumps and she crossed her arms feeling cold, still being naked and all. She moved to stand closer to him liking being near him. She then felt a slight weird feeling that she hadnt experienced without his 'assistance'. She was aroused and horny. Her eyeshadow turned a pinkish color and she looked up at him keeping her legs together tightly.

"Master, what would you like to do? Is there anything I can do for you?"
She was still eager to please as always and was curious as to what was instore for her. She slightly wanted to kiss him but didnt think that it was her place to innitiate that or make that kind of advancement towards him. But she looked up at him sweetly hoping he had something for her to do to get her mind off of her sexual arrousal.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

Erus almost missed her comment altogether – still transfixed but the immense amount of money just sitting in his cargo hold. The thrill of having finally made his fortune had totally engrossed him, but finally he looked up to her. He smiled, partly because she too was a resent acquisition for him, and like the rest of his wealth, was here in the cargo hold – but partly, too, because she looked so innocent standing there.

Forcing himself to look away from the platinum, feeling guilt he put money over another person. True, it was silly to think that of an owned person, who could be bought and sold for a fraction of what was now his. That idea brought new stab of guilt to him. He had technically been overpaid when he accepted her, but how much, he wondered, would it take for him to part from her now? He didn't know her all that well, and still had issues with owning a person, but he couldn't imagine ever selling her – ever letting such a beautiful thing be sold at all.

And then, as he scanned her body form head to toe, and back up again, he noticed her eye shadow. A light pink, just as she had before, when told to please herself. Always during they intimate encounters had her eyes been contrasted with a purple, or pinkish hue, and he figured he was starting to learn what those colors meant. The more pink, the more turned on, more blue, more nervous, mix the two, get a purple. It made sense, except why his slave was aroused now.

Not that he was complaining.

“My little slave girl, are you....are you aroused?” He put his hand to her cheek, cupping her face gently. His smile was warm, but also amused. “Its ok if you are, I like that. I will always love it when ever you are turned on.” He stepped closer, wrapping his arms around the naked girl, holding her tightly. “This job, this immense payment will allow for many things, and one of those, is that I will be able to take care of you properly.” He left that explanation vague.

Finally he lifted her up onto one of the crate of gold metal, sitting her on top of such wealth. “I have an idea, since you seem so 'bothered'. His grin, this time, was pure mischievousness. He pushed her knees apart, spreading her legs, and opening up his prise. His head lowered until he kissed his way up her thighs, until his tongue and lips teased her outer lips. Erus glanced back up, looking for the reaction to his attention, and then continued to please.

 

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His eyes moved over her body as she looked up at him for his next words. But what he said she didnt think he'd noticed but then remembered the stupid make up. She blushed hard, her cheeks turning bright pink. His hand touched her cheek and he pulled her close telling her that he liked it when she was aroused and that he'd take good care of her. She wasnt sure if he meant sexually, or what...but she'd see eventually. But she stood there relaxed in his arms listening to his heart beat. Then she felt herself get lifted up onto a crate and she wasnt real sure why and she just looked at him.

He said he had an 'idea' and she wasnt sure but then it all became clear as he pushed her legs apart. She looked down at him as he kissed at her skin and then his lips and tongue found her wet folds.
"ohhhh"
And she took a breath not at all ready for the sensation she was receiving. She leaned back slightly, putting her hands out to brace herself so she could watch him and sit in a more comfortable posistion. He continued to kiss and lick and nibble at her hot cunt and she couldnt help but let moans escape. Her breathing became more erratic and she looked down at him and occasionally saw him looking up at her.

She moved one of her hands from bracing herself to massage one of her breasts and teasing her nipple. She was going to cum and was trying to hold off. She curled her toes and her hips shifted and legs moved slightly, but he didnt let up at his oral attack of her sex. And she couldnt hold back anymore and her hips bucked up into his face more involuntarily and she came. She moaned and took a deep breath looking down at him once again with a little smile on her face.
"I've never had...that...before. It felt very good Master."
She bit her bottomlip slightly and blushed again and then closed her legs.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

He had licked and sucked at her delicate folds – relishing every squirm and moan he could coax from his slave girl. His tongue darted into her, wiggling as deep as he could manage, then out to repeatedly whip her clit. Erus was astonished how fast her pleasure built, and soon she came for him – dutifully thanking him for the experience.

“I am glad you enjoyed it,” He stood up, wiping away her juices from his mouth. “I have a tasty little slave,” he smiled at her, noticing her blush, and her makeup's indications. Just seeing the cute little thing, still breathing heavily from her orgasm, was exciting enough, but to still see pink above her eyes made her entirely too enticing.

His hands found her knees, and gently urged them apart once more, “I'm not done with you, my dear.” His fingers crept up her hot thighs to tickle her sex again – just gently teasing the time. “I meant what I said, I love it when you are aroused. I love being able to see it. The eye shadow was a great purchase, but I want you to be come comfortable enough, that your lust is clearly written on your face.” He continued to tease the poor girl, his free hand finding a breast, rubbing it firmly.

He leaned in closer to her, whispering in her ear. “I really do want you to enjoy your life. I never thought I'd own a slave, but now that you are mine, I want to be a good owner to you. I want you to look forward to things, and even to seek these intimate events.” Not once did he stop trying to please her body, while his soft words were given.

He wanted her, that was clear enough, but he wanted to encourage her. “Do you find a favorite activity, in the short time you've been with me?” he offered, letting her choose, if she had a preference. If not, he would think of something. Something, he was knew, that involved his cock in her tight cunt, as his fingers continued to play there.

 

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He made her blush with his words, calling her tasty and giving her 'those' looks and he moved her knees apart. His fingers played with her pussy as his hand found her breast she moaned slightly and looked at him. But what he said about him owning her made her smile. He wanted her to enjoy her life, and for him to be a good owner and it almost brought a tear to her eye. No one had ever said anything like that to her. She was always told of negative things and how horrible everything was going to be, but for once things seemed like things were looking up. He asked if she had a favorite activity and she personally liked when he held her when they slept but she knew he didnt mean in that sense.

But after what he just said she nodded slightly and he seemed to wait for her to tell him but she didnt say anything and hopped off the crate she was sitting on and moved to her knees looking up at him figuring he knew what she was about to do. She unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down with his boxers and immediately started stroking his cock, getting him to grow in her hand and then sliding him between her lips. She wanted to please him again, and let him know that she was happy being his. She deep throated him and gag slightly and then just got him as deep as she could without gagging but still wanting him to enjoy it.

She moved one of his hands massaged his balls and she looked up at him quickly and went back to what she was doing. Her warm tongue sliding all around him. With her other hand she rubbed her clit gently, hoping he wouldnt mind if she touched herself while she tryed to please him. She moaned softly onto his cock and kept her lips wrapped snuggly around him, occasionally pausing to suck on the tip and then continue to slide him in and out of her mouth.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

He loved it, and who wouldn't? This beautiful girl, given all the options to choose from, and she went to her knees and treated him to the most eager blow job he'd ever had. He loved how she pushed her own limits, eliciting a gag a few times, as she tried to please him. Him, and no one else.

He stared down into those hazel eyes, loving how she looked up at him, as if she knew that seeing her face in this act would arouse him the most – seeing her eagerness as his cock disappeared into her mouth. His hand rested on her head, running his fingers through her short brown hair gently.

But with her cupping and playing with his balls, while taking him so wonderfully deep into her throat, he could not hold himself back for long. He struggled to not tighten his fingers in her hair to a fist, but won, wanting her to please him as she had chosen, not as he forced. His knees felt weak, and his back arched as low moans turned much louder.

He could barely stand as he fell the electric rush down his spine, seeming to push the fluids from his balls, and out his shaft, to explode in her mouth. The thrill of her, his little slave girl, wanting to provide this joy to him was all he could think of as the streams erupted from him. He couldn't move after he was done, just stood there, afraid of tipping over.

Finally he took a step, and knelt down behind her. He nibbled at her neck ad he reached around to fondle her tits, trying to help her reach another orgasm, encouraging her to continue leasing herself, with him lending a hand. “That was amazing, thank you,” he whispered hoarsely in her ear.

 

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His hand in her hair and the way he groaned was letting her know she was doing a very good job. She continued and it wasnt too long he came in her mouth. He seemed to pause and she slowly slid him out of her mouth and swallowed his seed. She still had a hand on her hot cunt and he moved around her and knelt down beinhd her, wrapping his arm around her body and grabbing her breasts. His words urging her on to keep playing with herself, to orgasm again. The way he kissed and nibbled at her skin sent a nice tingle down her spine and she continued to rub her clit and occasionally slip a finger into her tight hole.

He thanked her for the 'gift' she gave him and she wanted to say 'your welcome' or something along those lines but the only thing she could get out of her mouth was moans and groans. He continued massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples and she was getting closer and closer. She wanted him to touch her again...down there. So she made a bold move in her eyes and took his hand push it down to her heated pussy. She found she could speak for a moment and whispered softly.
"please Master..."
Like she was begging for him to play with her. She really hoped he wouldnt mind her asking him to do things like this but he didnt seem to get mad or bothered by it. Seconds later, she let out a louder moan and came onto his hand. Her body squirming in the pleasure. She took a breather and leaned back against him gently. She was still a bit sore, but he did make her feel amazing.
"Thank you so much Master."
She said slightly louder letting him know she was truely greatful. She then turned around and sat all the way down her legs to the side of her and her head down, resuming her place as a slave and nothing better than that.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

He enjoyed playing with his slave, and grew even more excited when she begged him to finger her himself. It didn't take long either, her moans filling his ears, while her nectar ran over his fingers. What a joy to not only have such a prise, but one that enjoyed being played with. “You are very welcome.”

Then she moved away, resuming her place. He felt a pang of guilt, as she didn't give her enough time to simply rest and enjoy the afterglow. This concerned him, but it was still new, so he nodded, and pet her head, as he got up. “Come on, lets get some sleep, tomorrow should be a fun day.”

He lead his slave from the cargo hold, locking the door behind them. On reaching the bedroom Erus had another decision to make – to let her back into his bed, or not. It didn't take him long, and he grabbed her hand as she made her way to the blanket and pillow in the corner. “I want you in the bed,” he explained. Why have a slave if you were going to feel lonely at night? Her soft skin pressed against would lull him to sleep faster then worry over how well he was doing as an owner.

With his arm around his slave, her tit in the palm of his hand, he did in fact drift off to sleep quickly, and rested rather peacefully through the night. He dreamt, again, of all the things he could enjoy with his slave, who was quickly becoming all he could hope for. When he woke, he was hard, and eager to find relief. Before he was fully conscious, he just started working his girl, wanting a quickie before getting out of bed. His hand massaged her breast as the other cupped her pussy, and began stroking at her folds.

Small kisses absently were placed on her neck and back, as Erus continued to wake his slave girl to a morning of sex. He didn't need to see the color above her eye, his fingers growing wet from their work on her cunt was all, bringing a smile to his face. He continued to finger the girl, until he was sure she was good and ready, then slid down the bed a bit more, and pushed her legs up toward he chest. With her pussy exposed, he slipped his cock in slowly – no actions this morning need be hurried. Once they were joined, in a spooning position on the bed, he lifted himself slightly off the bed, giving him leverage to rock in and out of her. “I want you to cum,” he said into her ear. “I think I shall enjoy hearing you scream in pleasure most every morning, what else could be better?”

He had worked himself to a good rhythm, thrusting in and out of her tight pussy, waiting for her to do as instructed, so that he could join her.

 

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That night she was quickly invited back into his bed. It was rather comfortable the way he was holding her softly and they both quickly fell asleep. She did wake up a few times in the night, but nothing unusual. But in the morning she was woken in a way she deffinately wasnt expecting. Feeling his hand stroking her folds and other hand massaging a breast. She jumped at first, startled by those sensations in the morning. Her body quickly relaxed and she realized how sore she was. She didnt think she could handle more sex that morning but she didnt really have a choice and she loved how wet he was making her.

She let out little moans as he continued to finger her and she was sad when he removed his fingers, since she did not want him to stop. She knew what was coming next and he adjusted himself and gave her, her instructions. He pushed into her tight cunt and she gasped and gripped the blankets. She didnt hear what he said after that as he began thrusting in and out of her. Her moans grew louder and louder as he kept pushing her closer to accomplishing her given task.

He stayed consistent with his thrusts and her moans and groans increased. Her back arched as she wiggled in his grasp. And then her body went rigid as she came onto his cock. Her pussy contracting around him as her leg twitched. She bit onto her lower lip and tryed get her breathing back to normal but it was near impossible in that moment. He made her feel amazing, and she never thought it was possible. This was becoming another thing to add to the list of things she was going to enjoy about being owned by him.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

He felt the tightening of her walls around him, and with a last burst of effort, he hammered into his slave – seconds later howling with delight as he came deep inside her. He fell to the bed, spent, his arm hanging over her, not even bothering to withdraw his tool from hits warm, wet home.

After several minutes he finally moved, kissing her neck as he pulled his flaccid cock from her cunt, and got off the bed. “You were wonderful, again. I'm really enjoying this more then I ever thought I would. I'm very glad I got you, I can't imagine any other being so great, and so soon.”

He knew he'd need to find another name for her, other then girl, or slave, but hoped his friend would help with that. He honest when he told her how much he was enjoying this, but that enjoyment made him fear it all the more. He wanted her happily his, so that this enjoyment would continue.

“Lets get dressed, I need to deposit the money, and then we should go shopping for you.” He pulled his pants and shirt on, leaving her to get ready as she would, and went to the bridge. A messaged waited for him from Mistress Era, stating how she looked forward to meeting them, and after having reviewed his intentions at her establishment, what he would need to purchase for himself and his slave. Her message could not hide the surprise in the list he sent, as it was quite costly.

He yelled back to hold on, and they lifted off, heading to a large bank – a bank so large it had it's own landing pads. A dozen guards were waiting for him, having been told of the amount he wished to deposit, the bank made every effort to keep him and his cargo safe. He was only inside the bank half an hour, eager to return to his girl, now with a new, legal, bank account with a ridiculous balance.

“Come, lets go shopping. We can walk or take ground cars around here.” He offered his hand to the one that was quickly trying to usurp his ship as his favorite possession.

 

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Their sexual moment ended as he pulled his cock from her dripping cunt while planting kisses on her neck. She finally caught her breath and let out a tiny smile when he basically called her "great". She didnt let him see and hid it, but it was deffinately there. She couldnt get over the fact that he liked that she was there, he was glad he had her, and didnt just take her because he felt obligated too. He liked her, and even if it was just for the sex she didnt care. He wanted her there...which was a feeling she had always wanted.

He then told her to get dressed and she got out of bed to go get her clothes and then he said something she didnt expect. They were going to go shopping...for her. Why would she need anything? She had been told that some owners may want her to wear specific things or buy her specific things for certain acts but she never thought she'd get anything special. She perked up for a moment and then realized that this required going out into public...with other people. She hadnt been around people in a very very very long time. Always around other slaves and people that were training her and such. Last time she had been outside was the day that her step-parents brought her to Liceor's. The thought of that sent chills down her spine. It was a traumatizing day to say the least.

She took a deep breath and did as she was told and grabbed the little garments she had and pulled them on. He was already out the door before she could get fully clothed. She got her clothes on, they were slightly wrinkled and she ran her fingers through her hair and waited for him. She stayed in his room sitting on the floor and gave him a tiny smile when he came in. She took his hand and held it gently as she stood and walked outside with him. The make-up turned purple and she stood close to him and slightly behind him. It wasnt a huge swarm of people but it was a little scary to be out in the real world when you have been locked away from it for an extremely long time.

She looked up at her owner and tryed to calm herself.
"Master...If it's okay that I ask...what did you want to get me? I'm very greatful that you think I am worthy of things, I am just curious..."
She looked back down and continued to hold his hand, not really wanting to let go of it. Even after knowing him a short time she felt a great sense of safety with him, even though she had huge trust issues. She hoped it wasnt anything crazy and maybe it was something nice to wear, she really didnt know. She was just excited that she would actually get something that was hers.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

Erus smiled at her question, and wondered just how much to tell her. He had a list of items to get for her, but none would be found on the first few streets here – those would be purchased in more secluded parts of town. But the main plaza they were just walking into help many fine clothing stores, ranging from the latest fashions back on the core worlds, to the exotic local attire. Everyone around them seemed dressed in one or the other, or a mix of each – an odd clash of conservative elegance and more daring and comfortable pieces. Caliga IV was rather close to it's sun, considering it was a medium white, blazing hotter then old earth's sun ever could, and so the revealing nature of the locals attire had more to do with being practical then thumbing their nose at polite society. The rest of their world made of for that enough.

So he took her into a few of the first stores, but not ever finding anything he really liked. He thought it odd, how he showed for what he'd like to see her in. He just started getting a few things, picking up on what she seemed to like, what her eyes remained on longer. Despite her history, he was beginning to think, or hope, that women had an instinct for this sort of thing, as anyone had to know better then he. The nest store was far more elegant, and he did find things he'd like to see her in, despite the fact that he, and so neither would she, hadn't been to an event requiring something fancy in a long, long time. Still, he had the money, and she would look amazing in the dresses. He even bought a few suits for himself, in what the sales lady looked very good on him.

They stopped to eat at a cafe, enjoying the pleasant day, when a man he'd seen from a few of the stores approach their table. “Dressing up your latest purchase? A fine looking slave, if I might say so Sir.” Erus didn't grin, he just politely thanked the man, but held no enjoyment for the interrupted meal. But the man went on. “Fine indeed, bet she cost a pretty too. What say you I help offset her cost, borrow her for a night. I'd return her in great shape, and with a nice bonus for your consideration. There is a party that....

He never finished his sentence, trailing off as Erus was out of his chair, and in the man's face, toe to toe, eye to eye. The newcomer was actually a good deal larger then Erus, but few could match the muscle density he had from growing up on a 'heavy' world. “No.” Was all that was said, and needed, the other man backing away quickly. He never uttered a word until he was a safe distance and near other people who might help should a fight break out. He let out a laugh and gestured back to Erus, “Fool man acts as if he protects the honor of his slave. That girl will ruin you fool!” he continued to make a spectacle as eh backed out of the area and left.

Erus sat back down, wearing a look that just dared others to say anything about it. Anything at all, and he might just snap someone in half. He tore back into his food in a feral manner, then looked back to his slave. “Don't worry about him, or any of them. You're mine, and not for rent.” He ate, still obviously upset.

“Damn fools,” he grumbled.

 

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The shopping was alright she thought. Trying on clothes that were very pretty but many of them werent the most comfortable, but she didnt say anything. If he liked it on her she liked it too, even if she was lying. But he could tell if she was lying about liking it and they would find something else. But she was greatful for everything, thanking him everytime he purchased something just for her. It made her feel special, but she didnt really understand why he was doing this. When on his ship he seemed to like her naked, so why buy her clothes? He also had a list with him, that she tryed to look at but he wouldnt let her see it, not that she'd be able to read it anyways.

What did bother her was that people kept looking at her and in some places it got crowded and she stayed as close to her Master as possible, not wanting to leave his side and he always made sure she was close. One man followed them a little and she ignored him as best she could until he made it to where she couldnt ignore him. He interupted their lunch after a good amount of shopping, and it didnt seem to please her Master. The man wanted to rent her, and she immediately got scared, but within seconds her Master was in the man's face not letting him. He then explained to her that she was not for rent and it calmed her down considerably.

He didnt speak for a moment and she didnt press him, when she felt that he had cooled down a little she spoke softly.
"Master, if it's alright that I ask...why are you buying me all these nice things? I'm very greatful that you are and I appreciate everything, i was just wondering..."
She smiled at him and took another bite of food, getting full and putting her utencils down. She then looked at him again.
"I'm really glad that you picked me...thank you Master..."
She wanted to tell him how kind he was, and that she felt so special the way he took care of her. She didnt say anything else and just sipped the juice drink she had and sat there quietly until he was ready.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

He looked up from his meal at her questions. Her soft voice seemed to sooth over the anger he had been feeling, and new immediately he had been right in defending her from the use of others. She might be mere property to most, but to him his slave girl was more. What, he wasn't entirely sure, but he knew he wanted her happy, and happy being his in particular.

Smiling, Erus thought a moment, and decided to be honest with the answers. “I'm glad you enjoy being mine. I am very happy I picked you as well. I buy these things for several reasons. Some, because I can, and I think they look great on you. In our travels you may need nice things, and may need to not be an obvious slave. Still others we will buy for our next little adventure – we're going to go visit someone I know who keeps and trains slaves, as well as does other things. I want her to help us.” He let that sink in a moment.

“I want you to be happy in your life with me, and no one has happier slaves then Mistress Era. I wish to learn how to be a good master to you, and to have your training finished, and tailored to me, and my life. Things can get pretty lonely when traveling between worlds, so it will be just the two of us rather often. So best we learn now before facing that isolation.”

He smiled at her warmly, and reached across the table to stroke her chin. “I told you I'd take care of you, and this is the best opportunity for us. You've seen some of the things I enjoy, and more will come. I just need you to try hard to learn and accept what comes.”

He still didn't understand all her color changing makeup yet, but thought her face revealed some relief in his answers, though he was sure he also brought more questions to her mind, regarding his plans for her.

 

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She saw his smile before we went to answer her question and it made her relax a little more. He had a very honest smile that she believed which comforted her a little. What he said also made her very happy...since he said that he was happy he had her. A small smile came to her face now. He explained why he got her the things and she nodded and it made sense. But she thought he should by himself nce things, and not nice things her her, who is a slave. But it pleased him to see her in them, so it was mostly for him. She was just excited to have things to call her own, since she hadnt had things of her own in a very very very long time.

But when he mentioned seeing his friend that kept and trained slaves her heart stopped for a moment. Once it started again it was racing. She had just come from a place that trained slaves and she didnt want to go back to a similar place. But she tryed to calm herself for that moment, and hoped he didnt see the worry on her face. He kept talking about his friend, and the way he said things made them seem not so bad. But when her adopted parents took her to see their "friend" for some "help" she was left there to become a slave. She was hoping that he wasnt leaving her but the way he said it didnt sound like it. But after her history of that happening, she was obviously worried.

When he stroked her chin though her shoulders relaxed but she wanted to get on her knees and beg him not to leave her somewhere with some awful slave master. She refrained and took a sip of her drink and looked up at her master wanting to ask him another question.
"Master, if it's okay that I ask a question..."
He didnt say anything about her asking her question so she went on.
"When we see your friend...You are going to be there with me....right? I'm not going to be there alone...am I?"

She looked at him in the eye for a moment and then back down hoping he wouldnt get upset with her asking, or give her an answer she truely didnt want to hear. But she sat their quietly now waiting for her master to finnish with his meal. She wanted hug him and promise she would do anything he ever wanted as long as he didnt send her back to a place like Liceor's or send her to a new Master. But she said nothing further and waited patiently for him.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

Erus looked up at her question, shocked by the implication. He almost wanted to yell, to question why she didn't believe that he was trying to make them both happy, but then he thought about it a minute, and could immediately understand her worry.

He features softened again, and smiled. “We will arrive together, and when I leave, I will take you with me. What exactly will happen while we are there, or how long even, I do not know.” He chuckled, adding, “If I did, I don't think I'd need to go there.”

Looking to his slave again, “Please don't worry. It will be nothing like the place you were at before becoming mine. It might not all be easy, for either of us, but everything there will be for our benefit. Please try to keep an open mind, I know I am looking forward to it.”

With her questions answered, he had another store to take her to, one that would satisfy the list he had with him. He called for an aircar, putting his purchases in the back and joining her their as well. It took several moments for them to travel to the section of the massive city that housed the seedier side of life – even at nearly super sonic speeds.

He led her out of the aircar, paying the driver to wait for them, and led his slave into a store the housed every form of debauchery conceived. But the place was discreet too, with a sales lady coming to greet them immediately, and escort them around, providing information and advice on anything her customers might want to know. After introductions he just handed his list over, and followed as his slave was led over to be stripped down and scanned for every possible measurement.

She dressed again, and several minutes of waiting after that a large box was escorted out to the waiting aircar, all his purchases inside. He looked down to her, and figured he shouldn't pass up this opportunity. “Is there anything here you would like to see, or are curious about? Don't be shy.”

 

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He reassured her with his words and she calmed down. She believed him and trusted him, only after knowing him for such a short time. She hoped that he always remained this good to her. When he asked her to have an open mind she quickly nodded her head and told him she would try her hardest and do anything he wanted. He then took her to an air car which was rather weird to her and they went to another store. She looked out onto the city like she had never seen anything like it. And it was half-way true. The only 3 places she had ever lived was the orphanage, the ghetto, and in a slave training facility. So this was all knew and she thought it was neat, but scary, to see it all.

They got to the store and they had some weird machine measure her and they got everything they needed. She had seen things in the store, some were terrifying some sparked her curiosity. She knew what he liked and she wondered if some of the things that sparkedher interest he liked as well. But she said nothing and let him go about things. But then he asked if there was something she wanted to see and she nodded her head.

She walked over to thick soft rope and asked what it did and the woman stepped in explaining that when it is tied to the slave, whichever way the Master chooses, it will tighten if the slave struggles against it. But will release when the Master wants it too. She nodded her head and thought it was cool, plus the rope was very soft which the woman described so that the slave wouldnt get marks on their skin. She liked that, and thought it was something he would like as well, but didnt say anything. The woman also pointed out rope cuffs that did the same thing and she thought those were neat as well. She kind of liked the idea of him tying her up to do what he wished with her since everything he did with her gave her pleasure. She also pointed at small nipple clamps that had settings for how tight her Master would want to make them. Plus they came in a very pretty blue color that she liked. After that she shyed away from a few things such as cane like objects and things that elicited electrical shocks. When she saw them she rubbed the spot on her neck where she knew her chip was. That feeling was horrifying and she quickly got her mind off the memory of it. She looked at him when she was finnished showing him and was ready for what he had next, even though she was not eager to meet his 'friend'.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

What she showed him, that interested her made him grin, as the lady explained the items to his slave. But what he liked the most was that once explained, her interest didn't seem to diminish, though he had to admit, she seemed more interested in look of the clamps then their intended purpose. He thought back to his day with her, and everything her eyes lingered on longer. Not always, but often, those clothes were blue, the same as the nipple clamps, which came in many colors, but she picked up these.

He smiled, thinking he just learned something about her, then told the lady to put a couple sets of the rope cuffs, several sizes of the rope itself, and the clamps on his account as well – all in blue. The image of his slave bound in blue ropes with her nipples adorned with the pinching dial operated devices, thrilled him, more so by the thought she might enjoy it too.

He excused himself for a moment, remembering to purchase one more thing that was not on the list, leaving his slave with the lady, so she could ask any more questions, and have answers. He moved over to a section with a jewelry like cabinet, where another sales attendant helped him choose an ornate collar for his slave. Mistress Era told him to pick something that would server as a visual goal, and looking at his choice, he couldn't think of anything better to be that symbol. It was placed in a box, and he collected his slave and made his way to the aircar.

Their trip back to his ship was a quiet, peaceful one. Overall it had been a great day, as he replayed it in his mind. “I'm glad you felt comfortable enough to ask questions back at the last store.” He smiled at her, even though he say the worry on her face over their destination later tonight. It would all work out for the best, he knew.

 

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She heard him tell the lady to get the things that she had picked out and she saw his big smile at the things she had picked out which made her smile. And then he purchased them and she hid a smile. He then left for a moment and she stood with the women who said she was very pretty and lucky to have a fine Master and she thanked the woman who was being very nice to her. When he was finnished they left and she thanked the woman for the help and her Master and got in the air car. She sat close to him, wanting to be close with him. She wanted to curl up on his lap and be comfortable.

But she refrained and sat their quietly and they got back to the ship. Their new things were placed inside and there was a moment where she paused.
"Master...thank you so much for everything. I appreciate it all so much and and I'm so greatful..."
She couldnt figure out anymore words so she moved her arms around his waiste and pressed her head to his chest hugging him warmly. She then pulled back remembering her place and kept her head down.
"Is there anything I can do for you now? Are you hungry Master?"
She didnt want to be mad that she hugged him like that, but it felt so nice to be close to someone that didnt beat you every ten seconds. She looked up at him momentarily. He protected her from other men, bought her nice things, and was giving her a home, even if it was a ship, it was still a home.

He was turning her into a happy slave. She didnt even want any of those things. She didnt need any of them to be happy. He did so many things for her she wanted to thank him every minute, but instead remained quiet and waited for his next orders.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

Her grateful outburst surprised him, mostly because he did not expect that buying things to dress up his slave would be something worthy of praise. But her smile, and the gold of her eye shadow, made her and seemingly his whole ship, light up.

“No, nothing right now girl, thank you though.” He reached out, his hand finding her cheek to caress for a moment. “Come, lets rest before tonight.” He led her, by the hand, into the bedroom, and got into bed removing only his shoes before pulling her down to join him. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her body close to his, her back to his chest – their bodies molding together. After a few moments of enjoying being close, he drifted off.

It was a pleasant little nap, made more so by the company. But after about two hours he noticed the lack of blood flow in his arm, that had somehow come to be pinned under her head. He smiled at that, slave, wife, girl friend – it didn't seem to matter, women were women and would fall asleep on their men in such a manner. Erus looked on her sleeping form for a moment more, before sliding his arm out from under her and rubbing life back into it. He knew this had woken her, “Time to get up girl. We've got an important date.”

He left the bed, stripping and taking a quick sonic shower, all 45 seconds of it, before dressing again, in one of the suits he'd bought that day. He packed several other things away in a bag, then began the work of preparing his slave.

He smiled at her, still on the bed, as she stretched out in a yawn. After admiring her feline act, he fetched the box he;d purchased at the sex store, and opened it up, pulling out what she was to wear. A short but loose skirt of a light, absorbent material, and a tight fitting tank top made of the same. The top offered support, having a built in sport bra, and both were of a dark gray color. The only marking on either wear the words: “Property of Erus” across the chest and ass. No footwear or underwear was provided.

He brought these to her, laying them on the bed. “Get dressed, I'm going to fly us over to our appointment now. Be ready by the time we arrive.” His words were soft, and he pat her on the leg as he passed out of the room to the cockpit.

Soon the craft was lifting off its pad and soring through the air and out of the atmosphere. He brought them to a quickly ascending orbit, which finally placed them on coarse to intercept a small moon. He was given landing permissions and instructions, and brought his ship down on the pad that then lowered underground, and a door sealed over the top of them.

Erus rejoined his slave, wrapped her in his arms, and kissed her passionately and with obvious excitement over their arrival. “Ready?”