Eternal Slave Ch. 05 - The Necktie

That, and the fact that Captain Ember didn't throw a fit seeing her Sergeant on top of the man she'd just had sex with. In fact, it was very hard to figure out how the Captain reacted. She saw the scene, gave a slight inclination of her head which I guess served as a violent start to her, and then stopped and faced us while preparing to speak.

Sergeant Tease didn't even pretend to feel embarrassed, to say nothing of panicking. She groaned, roller her eyes, slid off the table, and consulted the Captain's mirror so she could adjust her leather skirt, blouse, and hair, a procedure which utterly ruined my attempts to grow soft. She produced a silky, blue tie from somewhere about her person and folded it up, putting it on the desk.

"You do know how to pick an entrance, chief," she said to the Captain while winking at me. "We were just about to start the initiation."

Captain Ember cleared her throat, then took a step towards me and bowed. A deep, earnest bow. "I am sorry, recruit. My behavior was totally unacceptable. Please accept my deepest apologizes." She bent down and started to undo the clasp on the strap that held my right wrist.

"Are you sure you want to do this now? We, eh, did not get to finish the initiation, chief."

"I am not sure there will be an initiation, Sergeant," Captain Ember said, moving over to my right arm.

"What do you mean?" Sergeant Tease asked.

"All you all right?" the Captain asked me as she undid my legs.

"I'm fine," I said and sat up. It felt good sitting up. Getting rid of some cramps and all that. It would have felt better lying down, though. I could have lived with a few cramps.

"I'm fine, Ma'am," Sergeant Tease said and winked.

"Never mind that right now," Captain Ember said. "Again, I am sorry. I should never have left you alone like this." She handed me my clothes.

"It's all right, Ma'am." I got dressed. Didn't want to, but I did. "Just tell me why you left? I was confused. Didn't you like what we did...?" I added that last part to provoke her to talk. I was no expert of how the females of the species express conjugal satisfaction, but I was pretty sure she'd enjoyed the sex.

"I did, recruit" she said. Didn't come close to blushing even though the Sergeant gave us a wicked smile. "I left because I could not understand the powers that were released, and that unsettled me. Are you aware that you have powers different from any gift slave I have ever been in contact with?"

"The Captain should know. She has been in contact with a great many gift slaves," Sergeant Tease said with a straight face.

"Uh, maybe?" I said. "They on Slave Fountain Island said that..." Why was I blushing now? "That I came for five minutes. It's supposed to be very... long? Ma'am?"

The reason I hesitated was that the women looked at each other, surprised.

"I have never heard of a man coming for that long," Sergeant Tease said. "The longest I've ever measured was three minutes and twenty-two seconds."

"This poses a conundrum," Captain Ember said. "The recruit has vast powers, which is a weighty reason to initiate him, yet at the same time we have no idea what kind of powers."

"You experienced nothing special after your... sample, chief?" Sergeant Tease asked with a look at me through her lashes.

"I felt his powers."

"Physically? Nothing? No? And the environment? No?"

"I do not think so. I descended. Joe, Jiang, and Kevin tried to comfort me, but I needed to be alone, so went into my private quarters. That's all until you arrived, Sergeant."

"And after you explained it to me, I calmed the men down before they decided to break into your office and beat up poor Sam," the Sergeant said. "Then I cleaned off the dust of the road and put on my initiation clothes." Sergeant Tease noticed me noticing her touch her leather skirt. "Think of this as my dress uniform, recruit."

"I think we have to get a witch to analyze a specimen," Captain Ember said. "If he consents to it. It's not the regular procedure, but we might have to improvise."

I pricked up my ears and nodded. As long as the witch in question was someone else than Sprite, I was all game. The scene in the forest with Viola had been crazy hot. And if Captain Ember was there and looked on me being given a clinical handjob, with that arrogant face and those green eyes. Wow. Double wow.

"The recruit seems very content to consent, chief" Sergeant Tease said and tossed her hair around so that I could watch it fall across her shoulder. "There is a problem, though."

"Sergeant?"

"As I picked up the mail, the Advocate informed me that a complaint had been filed against us holding this recruit. By a certain Sprite of Slave Fountain Island who claims to own him. Apparently she made a lot of trouble coming in, using some sort of spell to bewitch the guards holding her. We've detained her for the moment but we might file a complaint against her if this goes on."

"She's a liar!" I said. "She forged a contract and convinced the Captain it was genuine! And now she's convinced this Avocado person, too!"

Captain Ember cleared her throat. "We have no civilian jurisdiction. I cannot dispute her claim. It was only when you demanded to enlist that I could interfere. The Advocate knows all this."

"Well, he also knew, and told me, that if we don't initiate him today, then he has to be let go before midnight."

"You're not going to give me to her, Ma'am?" I demanded. "That's crazy!"

"We have to release you," Captain Ember said. "Then Ms Sprite will appeal to the magistrate to hand you over to her, or just procure the services of a few ruffians to detain you."

"Can't you let me stay as a guest until morning, Ma'am?" I said. "Or make me a regular soldier? Or 'forget' all about this until tomorrow?"

"Why," Sergeant Tease said. "That's just like hearing myself arguing with the Advocate. And he said just what the chief is going to say now. Say it, chief?"

"We follow the rules here," Captain Ember said. She tugged at her braid, annoyed, fierce. It was a sexy tug.

"Which is stupid, but true," Sergeant Tease said.

"She tortured me, Ma'am," I said. "She poured boiling water on my body."

"We are aware," Captain Ember said and finally a touch of emotion flitted across her impassive face. "And we will save you. But it will be done according to the law and the intention of the law. We just don't know how, yet."

"Let me make a suggestion," Sergeant Tease said.

"Of course, Sergeant," Captain Ember said.

"Let me initiate him, chief, and we will... collect a specimen afterwards. You wouldn't mind that, would you, recruit?" She fluttered her lashes at me.

My mind felt dry. "Whatever you think is best. Ma'am."

Sergeant Tease laughed. "He says, 'Yes, please!' What do you say, chief?"

"I do not think it is a good idea, Sergeant," Captain Ember said. "If his powers have some adverse effect, then I would not want you to be affected as well."

"But you seem completely fine, chief."

"I was most shaken by the experience, Sergeant."

"I am older and more experienced. I can handle it, chief."

"Hmm," Captain Ember said. "Do you desire to use the recruit that much?"

"Yes, chief," Sergeant Tease said. "It is my prerogative to initiate the new recruits." She turned to me and smiled. "Oh, and he's handsome, too. And nice. Cute when he's angry. I like that." She faced the Captain again.

"This is pure business, Sergeant," Captain Ember said. "And the safe option is to let me initiate him."

"You, chief?"

"Yes, Sergeant."

"You already had him."

"I did."

"Perhaps it is you who desire him?" Sergeant Tease leered at her superior. "Or perhaps you don't want me to use him?"

Captain Ember paused, licked her lips. Her arrogant face stayed glued on, but one of her eyes vibrated slightly and the braid started to swing. "Certainly not, Sergeant. I am merely advocating prudence. But you are right, Sergeant. You lead the Slave Squad, you have the prerogative. You may initiate him."

"Are you sure, chief?" The concern on Sergeant Tease's face was utterly fake.

"Of course, Sergeant. I have warned you, but you may make the decision."

"You won't hold it against me?" The Sergeant lived up to her name.

"What is your final decision, Sergeant?"

Sergeant Tease looked at me. Smiled. I tried to return a smile that was just wide enough to be polite but not so wide that Captain Ember would feel that I preferred the other woman to her. Damn, women were difficult.

"I'll do it, chief," she said.

"Very well, Sergeant." Captain Ember was made of stone.

"But I want to involve you."

"In what way do you want to involve me in the initiation of the recruit, Sergeant?" Captain Ember asked. She didn't seem angry, but I got a feeling she was upset. Some kind of red hot fire was burning somewhere beneath her serene, imperious exterior,

"Do you know where these come from, chief?" Sergeant Tease picked up the blue tie and let it dangle. Not in front of her eyes, but of mine. My gaze followed it. It was broad and smooth, plain. Sexy. I wanted to wear it. I wanted her fingers to hold it while I wore it. Hold it lightly, knowing it was impossible for my mind to break free.

"Captain Velvet had them made, I believe?" Captain Ember said.

"That's true," Sergeant Tease said. "And do you know what she made them from?"

"I'm sorry, Sergeant, I don't."

"She made them from one of her dresses. The dress she customarily wore when using her soldiers. It was a lovely, blue creation, and the men all begged her to wear it, I remember. The first of her recruits that were initiated, like Jiang, got the red ties used by her predecessor, but when Rashid arrived, she chose to use her own dress to make a new, blue tie for him."

"I believe they now live together down in the city?" Captain Ember said. "And that he still wears that tie, even though it's been five years since his service here ended?"

"Oh, yes. You would kill poor Rashid if you suggested taking the tie from him," Sergeant Tease said. "He even badgered Captain Velvet into having a new ritual performed, one that would make it stay around his neck until the day he dies."

I could understand that guy. To wear it and know it would never come off. Did what she'd said mean that gift slaves could fall in love and devote themselves to just one woman after all? Despite what Midnight Glow had said?

And what about Glow? What had happened to her? Was she missing me? Was she grieving? Was she furious with Sprite for kidnapping me? Or perhaps she didn't care too much? She had other men to grieve for, after all. What about me? I hadn't thought about the woman who'd been so kind to me, not since Captain Ember first laid her green eyes on me. Wow, Sam. You sure got your priorities right.

"Very touching," Captain Ember said, to all appearances untouched, "but why would I use my dress for this purpose now? I think we have exactly ten blue ties left."

"You know," Sergeant Tease said, "I think this would be an appropriate occasion to make the switch."

"Now, Sergeant?"

"Yes, chief."

"Why?"

"It might give you some comfort if you are ever rattled by this recruit again. You know, knowing that he wears your, and not anyone else's, tie."

"But he's the Dux's man, Sergeant, not mine."

Sergeant Tease rolled up the tie she was fingering and sighed. "It's your call, chief."

Captain Ember pondered this for a few seconds.

I drew in my breath. Opened my mouth. Changed my mind. Waited.

"I think," she said eventually, "that it is appropriate that we acknowledge the connection between the current head of the Special Branch and the new recruits."

"Certainly, chief."

"It has nothing to with the recruit in question."

"Of course not, chief."

"Nor of me being 'rattled,' as you call it."

"That would be absurd, chief." The dimples flashed in the Sergeant's face. "What do you say, recruit? Would you like to wear the dress that drove you crazy around your neck for a year or more?"

"Please, but no," I muttered, glad to be allowed into the conversation again.

"No?" Sergeant Tease said while the Captain arched an eyebrow.

"I don't want the dress to be destroyed, Ma'am. It is so beautiful."

The Captain relaxed while Sergeant Tease rolled her eyes.

"I will merely shorten the dress by a few inches," Captain Ember said. "It is a wide garment and will supply the fabric for many ties without changing its appearance noticeably."

"We girls know how to fix it," Sergeant Tease said and winked at me. "Don't worry you big, handsome head about it."

"My small, wrinkly head worries about it, Ma'am," I said and stared at her.

"I'm sorry, Sam," she said. "We're horrible to you, we really are. Talking like you're not really here."

"I think it's-"

"And don't tell us it's sexy. It's not. It's rude. It's just that what goes on right now may not mean much to you. Not just yet."

"My big, handsome head has no idea what you're talking about. My small, wrinkly head says it wants the green tie."

"Well, then, let's give your small, wrinkly head a reward for coming to the correct conclusion," she said.

"Yes, there's that," Captain Ember said. "Why don't the two of you commence with the preparations for his use while I begin cutting the fabric."

"I assume you want us to find another room?" Sergeant Tease said.

"In here will be fine."

"Are you sure, chief?" Again the teasing, lopsided grin.

"Yes, Sergeant," Captain Ember said. "Quite sure."

Sergeant Tease sighed. "Well, then, recruit, I guess it's time to strip down and get strapped in again."

"Thank you, Ma'am," I said and began tearing my shirt off. I wanted that piece of green satin with Captain Ember's scent on it around my neck as soon as possible.

"You do not have to use the table if you don't want to," Captain Ember said. "I know your use preferences are different than mine."

"That's true," Sergeant Tease said, "I have no idea why you are so obsessed with keeping them immobile during use."

"I want the man's body and soul to be completely under my control. I have not use for male initiative and their silly antics. I want to derive pleasure from them on my own terms."

"But it is the antics that makes it so much fun," Sergeant Tease said. "To give them hope of retaining some sort of control, of being able to reach what they want without my permission. But, each to their own taste. That reminds me... We agreed to take the opinion of someone else into account. What's the name of that person...? I can't remember... Wasn't it some kind of big ape with bulging eyes and bulging pants?"

"I don't have bulging eyes," I said. I couldn't lie the shape of my pants away. "Ma'am."

"You do when you're being denied, recruit," Sergeant Tease said and stretched out a leg so that it came to rest between my ankles. "And you come with those funny whimpers when you're needy. Did you hear him whimpering, chief?"

"I don't think it's appropriate to talk about such things, Sergeant," Captain Ember said.

"And I just love talking about them," Sergeant Tease said. She had lifted her heel and had managed to stick it down the lining of my pants, pulling at them. It was a nice feat, but she probably had lots of experience. "Recruit, you've had a hard time since you came to our world, if I'm not mistaken. Let me give you a treat. Tell me how you want me to do it, and I'll make it come true for you. I'll even promise not to tease you. Unless you ask for it. Not tease much, at least. A girl can't help herself sometimes." With that, she pulled the pants down, the toe of her black, leather shoe nudging my cock as she passed it.

"Whatever you want," I said, my mouth dry.

"Come on, recruit! Don't be so boring!" She gave my balls a friendly kick that only made me gasp a little. "I'm throwing you a bone here."

"All right," I said and crouched so that my cock followed her shoe, rubbing against the leather.

She rolled her eyes, smiled, and pulled the shoe away. "Answer first, recruit."

"I want us to have great sex," I said. "That's all. I never really wanted to decide things in bed. The woman decides. I only wish for things."

"And what do you wish for, then, you nitpicking pedant!"

I stepped out of the pants, pushed them aside with my left foot, then got down on my knees. Pressed my head to the floor, facing a point between the two women. "I want to wear the tie," I said, feeling my throat grow thick with emotion. "Please let me wear the tie."

***

I was back on the table, and this time I was unbound. Instead I was on my knees, with Sergeant Tease's black, leather skirt between my legs, filled to the brim with her sexy curves. My elbows were resting next to her head, keeping her glossy curls piled up next to her throat, and my lips were kissing hers. Her eyes were closed, enjoying the attention I was giving her, avoiding all my attempts to lower my cock so that it could rub against her belly, pushing at my waist with a soft hand.

My eyes were open, looking ahead, behind her head. She'd commanded me to do so.

Captain Ember was sitting at the top of the table. She had fetched needles and pins, a pair of scissors, measuring tape, and some green thread. She looked completely oblivious to the naked man moaning and writhing on top of her subordinate officer. Damn, she was sexy!

"Pay attention, recruit," the Captain had said, but did not turn her head towards me. She had just spent far too long reading a letter the previous Captain has left for her, documenting the tie-making process. As she read, Sergeant Tease had me stand to attention while she caressed the inside of my thighs from behind. "The manufacture and fitting of this tie is a magical ritual. In the normal case the use of fabric taken from a dress would be inappropriate for a tie-"

I had whimpered at this.

"-but in this situation the result will be satisfactory."

"It's true, you know. The other slaves all have very sexy ties that never lose their shapes and don't crease," Sergeant Tease had said and traced her fingers down my sides. "Never," she breathed, "no matter what use the female soldiers put them through."

"Ah!" I said now, a few minutes later, as my body shook in response to Captain Ember's actions.

"Wow!" Sergeant Tease said. "What a reaction! What did you just do to get him to jump like that, chief?"

"I just draped the dress across the table, Sergeant," she said.

"Really? But that means... Recruit, for shame!" Sergeant Tease said and pouted, moving her head away, refusing to let me kiss her. "It seems that dress turns you on more than me."

"No!"

"I don't like it when men prefer smooth, silky fabrics to my dull skin."

"No! I love your skin! It's so dark and golden and sexy and silky and-" Whenever my lips tried to make contact, they only met empty air. Once one of her golden hoops slapped me across the mouth, and I chortled.

"I bet you want to kiss the dress more than me."

"No, I want to kiss you!"

"Kiss the dress, since you love it so much."

"Please let me kiss you!" I brought my arms closer together and tried to force her head still.

"Don't touch me, you nasty man!" she said and kneed me in the balls. It wasn't a hard blow, but I stopped trying to take charge at once.

"I want to kiss you."

"Kiss the dress, beast!"

"You!"

"I'll never let you kiss me again unless you get that demon dress out of your system. Do it!"

I swallowed, looked at her, how she turned away, perhaps watching me from under her closed lashes, perhaps not. She was so beautiful, sexy, smart. I was no match for her. So I leaned forward, towards the fabric that Captain Ember was busy smoothing out, her red, gleaming braid swinging, her green eyes deep in concentration. I bent down, pursed my lips, felt the faint scent of the Captain and me making love. This situation, right here, right now, was heaven, was paradise.