Chapter 32 - Rumors

Content Warning: slavery, submission, service, lesbian sex, mind control, sci-fi
 
K’rra woke lying across her Master’s lap. His legs were spread so she could sit between them with her torso pressed to his side. Her hand instantly went to his chest, tracing the scars crisscrossing it. She opened her mouth to say something, but he pressed a finger to it, silencing her.
“So they captured her?” Kaster said to Kae.
K’rra noticed her legs draped across Kae’s lap and the free woman tracing lines along her calves. There was a moment of wanting to snatch her legs away. They belonged to her Master. She realized that wasn’t quite the reason she’d wanted to remove her legs from the other woman’s touch. K’rra wanted her Master and her Master alone to toy with her. Kaster was there with her. If he said nothing about this other woman touching his slave, then he was gifting K’rra’s body to this other woman, allowing both to take pleasure from caressing her.
“Right,” Kae said. “Just a year into our coven’s hiding. The adults had tried to secure a ship and were killed. It was just the younglings after that. My sister was one of the first captured.”
“And you didn’t see her again?” Kaster asked.
“Oh no, I did. She returned when we were twentyish to hunt me. We crossed Blades once.” Kae shifted her gaze from the calves she was tracing patterns on to K’rra’s face, “Good morning, princess.”
“Thank you, ma’am,” K’rra replies as Kae’s nails scratched a line up the slave’s thigh. K’rra shuddered under the attention.
“Oh! She’s so sensitive,” Kae said, handing K’rra a water skin. “You probably need this more than I do.”
K’rra took the skin and realized just how thirsty she was. In that moment of self-reflection, she also noticed how moist and sticky her thighs and face were. She was still covered and filled with their juices, as well as her own. She took a long drink.
“Go ahead and go fill it.” Kae said, “You may also want to do a quick clean.”
“Yes, ma’am,” K’rra said, struggling from Kaster’s lap. He’d said nothing to rescind Kae’s orders, so K’rra was obliged to obey the free woman. She had so been enjoying snuggling in his embrace. She padded to the kitchenette portion of the common room, still listening to the two speak.
“Like I was saying. There were a dozen of us. The oldest, Jakkab, was barely twenty himself. He tried to train us but never passed the trials himself. It was all very seat of the pants.”
“So, you weren’t properly trained by a Fury Maester,” Kaster said. “You didn’t fight the hunting parties. You hid from them?”
“Right. Jae wanted to fight. She was always onery like that. It got her captured instead. She got the full training and became one of them, a mindless zombie.”
“And when she came back, she was able to find you because of her emotional link?”
“Yup, I could feel it. Like a tether, not just to me, but everyone in the group.”
“And she went after Jakkab first?” Kaster said.
“Straight for the eldest. He tried to duel her, and she killed him. She had help, of course. She was just a Squire; her Maester was with her.”
“If that’s the older guy, I gave him some whatfor,” Kaster said. “They went right after the head, decapitated the leadership, and the rest fell into chaos. Who took care of the rest once he was gone?”
K’rra had finished refilling the waterskin and cleaning herself. She returned to the couch, offering the skin to Kae, then kneeling, exposed in front of the two.
“That was me,” Kae replied. “I became the mother and Maester of eleven frightened children. I wasn’t the oldest, but I was the best trained.”
“In combat?” Kaster asked incredulously.
“No… in other skills,” Kae said.
“A natural mentalist. You’d have become an Adjudicator.”
“Ugh!” Kae snapped, “Don’t use those Fury terms with me. With the right training, I would have become an amazing witch.”
“Yeah. And I might have become… I don’t know, what’s another term for Knight?”
“How about… Sentinel?” Kae said.
“Sentinel… I like it. I’m going to use that from now on.”
“It fits you.” Kae leaned over and squeezed his shoulder. K’rra thought it an odd gesture for two naked people. It was something she might expect of clothed individuals. 
Kaster patted Kae’s naked thigh. K’rra didn’t like the familiarity between them. “Pardon me, Sir. Would you like me to fetch some clothes for you?”
Kae laughed, “It doesn’t matter. I can see through them anyway.”
The horrified look on K’rra’s face made the two Rogue Furys laugh. 
“She can’t, really,” Kaster said. “But she can Focus on seeing a person’s self-image, including what they think of themselves naked.”
That didn’t make K’rra feel any better. It was somehow worse knowing that Kae could see K’rra’s naked body and know which details specifically the slave worried about the most. It made her doubly self-conscious, and she nearly closed her legs.
“Don’t worry, little slave. You are gorgeous just the way you are.” Kae said in an all-too-sweet voice. It didn’t alleviate K’rra’s concerns, but the Furys continued their conversation.
“So, back to your sister, Jae… why would she rob a bank?”
Kae thought for a moment, glancing at K’rra. “She didn’t. I robbed that bank.”
Kaster stiffened and said slowly, “So you’re my quarry.”
K’rra’s heart began racing. Two Furys fighting on board would be bad. A small enclosed space, vacuum outside, deadly weapons like forks and waterskins all around the cabin, it would be a nightmare. She forgot to breathe while waiting for the situation to resolve.
“I don’t have to be,” Kae said. When Kaster said nothing, she continued, “I’ve already begged to be your Squire. I’ve even offered you the same services your slave would. Train me, and we will be unstoppable bounty hunters.”
“You’d suffer your sister a crime you committed?”
“She’s earned it. She hunted me. Killed my Maester. Killed…” Kae stopped abruptly.
“He was more than just you Maester?”
Tears welled in her eyes, and Kae nodded. “He was my first.”
“A lover?” Kaster asked.
“Yes.”
“Stars…” Kaster whispered.
“When she killed him… I felt everything.”
“He should have known better,” Kaster said.
“We were kids.” Kae choked.
“You’re still a kid.” 
“I’m only a few years younger than you. Over twenty.”
“Only by a year. But maturity isn’t a number.”
“Oh, so because you got training, because you shag a middle-aged slave, you’re somehow mature?”
“Because of my training. Yes.” Kaster said.
There was silence for a long moment. Kae broke it, “The offer still stands. I’ll do anything for that training.”
A chime sounded through the ship. Kaster replied, “I’ll think about it. Right now, we’re landing on Sidharra, so if you need anything, now’s the time.”
“What’s on Sidharra?” Kae asked.
“No idea. It's just a supply run.” Kaster said. “K’rra, there was something you needed?”
“Yes, Sir. A new jumpsuit. The old one was… ruined. And it wouldn’t hurt to top off the autodoc. Its ever-dwindling supplies seem to be a theme.”
“Alright, maybe we grab a couple of jumpsuits.”
“Thank you, Sir!”
“You coming with or staying on board?” Kaster asked Kae.
“Shopping?” Kae wrinkled her nose, “I’ll stay on board.”
“Fine. We shouldn’t be more than an hour. I’ll land us. If we aren’t back in two hours, send out a search party.”
Kaster went to the cockpit, leaving K’rra alone with Kae. K’rra moved to stand up, and Kae said, “Stop. You weren’t released from your position.”
“I’m sorry, ma’am. It's just that we’re going to disembark, and I should be ready for Sir.”
“Getting port authority approval, busting atmo, and landing will take about twenty minutes, even for a good pilot. That leaves us plenty of time for me to enjoy looking at you.” Kae said as her gaze wandered down K’rra’s exposed body.
“Yes, ma’am.” 
K’rra wondered about one of the things Kaster had said to Kae. He called her a mentalist. And a terrible warrior. It explained how Kaster had captured her without a weapon. And how she had turned the tables once aboard the ship. How much control did Kae have over Kaster? And on a more mundane level, how aware of K’rra’s thoughts was Kae? Could she read minds? Plant suggestions? 
She enjoyed making K’rra uncomfortable, but that was nothing new. Many free people relished the power they had for the first time when they had control of a slave. Normal, docile people could be monsters even when the veil was removed only a little.
“So? What was it like?” Kae asked slyly.
Just the thought of the mind-melding sex she’d just had with Kaster made K’rra speechless. She wanted to answer and was required to do so by training. But words wouldn’t form. The jumble of emotions and the galactic-shattering climax she had made K’rra forget herself. She broke pose and hugged herself. When she had the presence of mind to look up at Kae, she saw the woman peering down at her with a sated look.
“Ymm,” Kae cooed as a hand drifted to her pussy. “It was that good? I’m getting a contact high without even opening my Focus at all.”
“I… I’m sorry. I can’t describe it, ma’am.”
“That’s okay. Just keep thinking about it. You are so delicious.” Kae said as she rubbed herself. She laughed and spread her legs, “Why am I doing all the work here?”
K’rra understood at once and moved forward, placing a hand on each of Kae’s knees. She leaned in and kissed Kae’s pussy.
“No,” Kae said. “Just use your tongue. Along each lip. Yes, like that. Do that a few times, then use it on my nub. Oh, stars, yes. Keep doing that. I love seeing your pretty blue face between my legs, kissing me. Making me feel so good. But don’t forget how he made you feel when he was inside your head. You’ve been mind fucked now, ain’t no going back.”
Kae was breathing heavily as K’rra followed her instructions. Whenever Kaster was mentioned, K’rra felt a flush of heat just thinking of the emotional highs earlier. “Permission to touch myself, ma’am?”
“You can,” Kae said. The grammatical error irritated K’rra for some reason. She knew multiple languages and the grammar rules for each, but this girl couldn’t keep the only one she knew straight. “But like everything else in life, there are rules. You may only rub yourself when thinking of Kaster and what he did last night.”
“Yes, ma’am.” K’rra breathed.
“And you can’t cum without permission.”
“Of course, ma'am.”
“Now start again with my lips. Ymm, yes, like that. Good girl. Yes… now the clit. Oh! Void, what was that?”
“I used the underside of my tongue, ma’am.”
“Stars, it's so soft.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Ok, keep doing… Yes, exactly that. Stars… Seal your mouth on me. Suck. And… the tongue… Void on void. Think about him. Rub yourself. Think about him fucking you. Remember exactly how it felt to be in his mind. Fucking yourself and getting fucked at the same time. Suck, little bitch, suck. Fuck slave girl… you’re going to make me…”
Kae hissed. One of her hands shot into K’rra’s hair, pulling tightly. K’rra didn’t dare lose the seal on Kae’s pussy. She kept sliding the underside of her tongue across the clit, drawing Gythain numbers and thinking about the otherworldly sex when Kaster was inside her head. 
K’rra wanted to beg, but she’d been told to keep the seal. Once again, she could feel the shame coming on. As she thought of Kaster and her fingers worked inside her, she could feel a climax building. The scent of Kae, sweet and musky, made her think even more of Kaster, which made her rub herself all the more. She was caught in a loop. The more she breathed Kae’s scent, the more she thought of Kaster’s mind fuck, and the closer she got to cumming. 
All she could do was whine to beg for release, but Kae was bucking her hips up into K’rra’s face, unaware that the slave needed anything. 
I am such a filthy slut, K’rra thought as she broke across the orgasm. Once again, Kae had violated K’rra’s training, breaking and reducing the slave far more than any other person had done. Even with all their shouting and beating, the people at the clinic had come nowhere near this close to making K’rra feel like a failed slave. As the orgasm hit her, she knew she was a failure and needed to do better to please her Master and her new Mistress.
Gliding on her fingers, K’rra broke the seal she’d been commanded to maintain and howled out a savage love song to the woman who owned her equally with her Sir.