Krygan's Pets Pt. 06

She looked up and nodded quietly.

"As you command my Lord."

He smiled and nodded to a guard. The ultach approached and he stared at his armored warrior.

"Bring me the Lady Pawgwyn right now. Tell her that her presence is demanded immediately. And use that word, demanded, not requested. Then see to it she is brought to me at once!"

The guard snapped to attention and inclined his head.

"Yes my Lord! At once!" He turned and was joined by two others as he walked swiftly out of the chamber to fetch the wayward ulanari.

Krygan offered her a dish of chomgratz, which had a rich chocolate-like taste and smell. She graciously accepted and continued to pet Marsdek as they awaited Pawgwyn's arrival.

A small alarm sounded in Pawgwyn's bedchamber and she gasped in terror, which alerted Vath that something was wrong.

"What is that?"

"It's a proximity alarm! Our Lord Holder or his private guards approach my quarters!"

Vath's eyes widened in nervous fear and he looked at his helpless captive succiyeen and knew that if he was seen restraining Pawgwyn and breeding her they were both in mortal danger. He quickly hit the releases and grabbed the gear shoving it into the wall compartment in haste.

"We need to get dressed!" He said, but she shook her head.

"There's no time. It's widely known I favor you and bedding me is not a great offense. Better to not appear guilty by hastily dressing rather then just having sex. But my lord, you must keep yourself in my vagina when they come in. Anal force is a clue as to..."

The door auto unlocked for Krygan's elite bodyguard and the soldiers stormed into the room and took up positions on either side of the bed while their leader looked down on Vath Kreena and Lady Pawgwyn.

"Lady Pawgwyn, your presence is demanded immediately by our Lord Holder!"

She trembled. Demanded? Her greatest fear was that Krygan had spied on her or found out through other parties what had taken place here. Did he know? Her heart pounded.

"W-what's this about? Can you tell me?"

"I am not the Lord Holder Lady Pawgwyn. Now you will robe and then come with us!"

The guard on the right nodded toward Vath Kreena.

"What of him sir?"

The leader looked the young guard over a moment and then smiled.

"He's not the first cock happy soldier to nail one of the house Ladies. For now he's free to get back into uniform and leave. But Vath Kreena I'll be speaking with you soon. We have much to discus."

Pawgwyn breathed a sigh of relief. If he wasn't under arrest, perhaps this had nothing to do with their sexual crime and was something else entirely. She swiftly got dressed in a flowing silver and gold gown. Then they departed leaving a once more concerned and nervous Vath Kreena counting his lucky stars at his fortune.

Krygan smiled as his guard returned with Pawgwyn in tow. She kept her head forward and down in subservience and he had her stand before the desk noting Marsdek's low grumbling growl.

"Lady Pawgwyn Arnoth, thank you for coming on such short notice. Please remain standing where you are. I reserve seats for guests. Servants however should know their place wouldn't you agree?"

Her heart raced. Did he know after all? Was he playing mind games with her? She glanced quickly at the chair and Ylloria who was petting Marsdek in silence, and then back to Krygan.

"Yes my Lord Holder Vack. Of course sir."

"Yet it seems that I cannot count on you to honor those words. You squabble with my other servants and my pets. And THAT really bothers me."

She opened her mouth to say something in her defense but his look shut her down and was reinforced by his threat.

"Don't even dare presume to speak without my leave Pawgwyn! Do you understand?"

Fearfully she nodded with her head down and eyes averted.

"Marsdek has sprayed you in defense of Ylloria. This conflict, which you blame on her, is your own fault. Your petty jealousy and insecurity has fueled this little friction and I am weary of it. The question is what shall I do about this? Unheeded wishes and pride that interferes with the happiness of my pets? You are a Lady of the palace. A station requiring responsibility, decorum, respect, and professionalism! Shall I allow Marsdek to punish you? Perhaps the beast will breed you like an animal with his scent still bathing your bod..."

He paused and sniffed the air.

"Come closer!" He demanded sensing something about her.

She paused and drew closer.

He sniffed again and his eyes narrowed.

"I smell something on you Pawgwyn! You were recently bedded." He sniffed again. "By a low ranking male."

She trembled in fear and he noted her racing pulse and shaking.

His eyes strayed to her wrists and the slight ligature marks of restraints. Red flashed to purple-violet and he visibly fought to restrain himself, as his face became a picture of pure hatred and fury. He calmed himself with effort and looked at her with dark red eyes.

"So, you have transgressed far more than I expected. An underling has made you succiyeen? I hope for your sake that you resisted and fought him well! If not..." He glanced at Marsdek and then back at her as she sobbed and shook.

"How did this happen?"

She kept her tearful eyes down and spoke softly.

"I was sprayed. I was enraged. I snapped at a lover. I induced an alpha rage in him. Then things went beyond the ordinary bedroom play my Lord Holder. I believe he was overcome. He is very young and naive my Lord. It may have been too much. The feeling of power he got."

Krygan looked at her with absolute disgust on his face.

"This is precisely why a Lady of my palace entourage does not consort with subordinate males! Please tell me you attempted to kill him at the first onset of the rage?"

"Twice my Lord Holder. I went for his blade but he stopped me and subdued me during the fight."

Krygan stared at her face as if weighing out the truth in her words.

"Look me in the eyes!"

She raised her head and he seemed to silently stare into her soul. Then he smiled a grim smile and nodded.

"Better. I believe you did try to kill him and failed. Go on. What happened then?"

"He bedded me in my sleeping chamber. I was being choked and had to comply or die. I chose life my Lord Holder. We had wild sex and after a while he grabbed my restraints. I fought, clawed, scratched, bit, kicked, punched, and wrestled with him. Until he overpowered me and forced me into restraints my Lord. Then he had his way with me and the fight was over. Even unsanctioned a newly taken succiyeen must obey all masters who have taken her. So I obeyed his will. Then your elite guards came. I was released just before they arrived. I apologize my Lord for hiding this fact from you. I didn't want you to know my shame sire."

He studied her face and nodded. He looked at his retrieval squad and nodded. They snapped to attention inclined their heads and left swiftly on their errand. Krygan did not need to say anything. The target was very clear.

Krygan shook his head.

"I believe your tale for the most part. We shall see if you did indeed fight the taking. But that doesn't excuse the source of this whole event. And what specifically caused these things to take place Lady Pawgwyn?"

"Bedding a subordinate male my Lord."

"And...?"

"My jealous conflict with your pets my Lord." Her voice was strained. He nodded.

"Now I don't want to hear the outcome you wish to receive, instead I want to hear from your beautiful lips what verdict would you pronounce were you me judging this whole episode?"

She looked up at him nervously and he spoke again.

"Be very honest and think before you speak. What would be your verdict if you were in my place?"

"I'd kill us both. Were I in your stead my Lord Holder."

He nodded.

"Now we are being honest. But you must think me cruel and cold if I could not temper my judgment by weighing in all of the factors? Do I seem unjust to you Lady Pawgwyn?"

She shook her head.

"No my Lord."

Just then the guards returned with Vath Kreena between them. His weapons were removed. One eye was swelling from an obvious fight and his nose dripped amber coloured blood as he was dragged before Krygan Vack and tossed to the ground just before the desk.

Krygan nodded.

"Vath Kreena! I might have known." His dark metallic red eyes had the young ulanoc shaking where her rested in a heap on hands and knees.

"Your father was Pygrax Kreena. I knew him quite well. A second rate technician, but a fair combat pilot I must admit. He served the military well until his last campaign. He would not be proud of you were he here today. But your grandfather would have slain you on the spot."

Vath looked up but said nothing.

"I met him twice before he passed on. Your father's record was not especially distinguished. Your grandfather on the other hand, well he was the sort of warrior that legends are founded on. Outstanding in tactical operations, an excellent combat pilot, and a ground trooper with impeccable combat skills. Straight thinking and honest. For him everything was about his honor. And I believe that today he would forsake you and curse your existence!"

Vath didn't speak or look up. He stood still awaiting death in whatever form the Lord Holder chose for him.

"I want you to be honest with me Vath, tell me, what was it like capturing the Lady Pawgwyn? How did it feel? Describe what it was that led you to make the jump from alpha rage to making her your succiyeen?"

He nodded.

"I went to calm her my Lord. Nothing more. It was not my intent to end up in an alpha rage. But it happened. And to be fair she fought hard. She tried twice to grab my weapon, so I strangled her until she submitted. I forced her to her sleeping chambers and I made her do it. She fought when I started for the restraints sire. She fought very well but I was able to overcome her and subdue her. As to why, I'm not sure my Lord Holder. I wish I had a better answer for you. I just felt that she deserved it I suppose. I was enraged and not thinking clearly my Lord. I take full responsibility. If anyone should die it should be me my Lord. She was a mere victim of my mood and she has paid dearly for my foolishness already!"

She looked at him in teary-eyed wonder. He was trying to sacrifice himself for her. She was stunned.

Krygan smiled.

"One of the best answers and perhaps most honest answers I have ever heard. A very nice summation. I just felt that she deserved it I suppose!" He laughed.

"She does indeed 'deserve it' as you say. Unfortunately the laws and social convention are very tight on this sort of act. On the one hand Pawgwyn is guilty of anger and jealousy induced provocation, which got her bedded and dominated. On the other hand, a subordinate male does not have the right to touch a house Lady and they know their station. I allow alpha males to consort with and bed my palace Ladies in return for their cooperation and favors. This is the value of Pawgwyn in our delightful little home. But the taint of a subordinate male with no deeds, rank, or title on one of my Ladies, and the fact that you made her a succiyeen in your unworthy sexual schemes is beyond unacceptable!"

Vath continued to look down awaiting his sentence.

"On the other hand, I am so amused by your simple observation that I want to give you the smallest chance at life."

Everyone in the room glanced in disbelief at Krygan. He smiled and shook his head.

"There is a small island in the Ractorec Sea. On the island grows an herb called Paliki root. You will spend five years on this island gathering and storing dried Paliki roots until the designated time arrives. IF you survive this you will return in a craft of your own make to Borsdania. There you will hand a terminal agent a pass chip, which I will send out with you. Bring the root back to the Donadar and I will reinstate you and allow you to start again. But I must warn you; the island is called Malanoc and in the rainforests lives both wild Pel pel, and Coosu Tuskers. IF you can evade and survive them for five years, and return with a good harvest you will have earned life again. But until your task is complete you are dead to the people and dead in my eyes."

Vath Kreena looked up and nodded then bowed.

"As you wish my Lord Holder. I will not fail you again."

Krygan nodded and a pair of guards removed Vath from the chamber.

"Now for you Pawgwyn. You've been a great disappointment of late. What ever shall I do? Give you to Marsdek? Or maybe Q-Iythe would like to keep you? Or I could perhaps trade you for someone worthy, though once rumor spreads you will not be of much value."

He shook his head.

"I almost wish you had bedded an animal! Even that would be preferable to this turn of events. Perhaps I will have Ylloria flog you and beat you and then share you among some of my elite guards? Obviously I am stripping you of your Lady title and your holdings. You are nothing now. Not a Lady, and not a pet. The law protects you on that count as an ulanari. But I will not kill you only because I saw what you did to resist."

"Still you brought this on by your actions. So I have other plans for you who have lowered yourself in my eyes. Since you wish to be like an animal I will grant you your wish. You are my succiyeen and soon we shall see if you are to become the succiyeen of a beast! Because this amuses me. You will be bedded by some of my collection, to entertain the more twisted minds among some of my more powerful guests. And if your master comes back after five years, he will be the only ulanoc allowed to bed you! The rest of your beddings will be done by my pets. You will be forever known as a cross breeder. I believe that this is more fitting than death. Death is too easy for you."

She sobbed and shook in tears.

"Take her to a single holding cell. Get her out of my sight!"

More guards grabbed her and took her away as Krygan watched her go with a grin on his face.

He turned to face Ylloria.

"Well... that was unexpected I must confess."

The food probe entered the cell and Jennifer and the other women looked at it with anticipation. All five women ate with great gusto and were famished. All of the recent sexual activities had obviously had an affect on their appetite and systems. Everyone was feeling a bit drained mentally and physically.

After the meal they spoke briefly about the escape plans and observations as to the state of the cells and the possibility that with new alien captives the containment units could be weakened a bit due to obvious power loads. Of course for Julie, Melissa, and Kelly this was all an act. Jennifer had successfully reached three of her four cellmates. Then took a long rest.

Krygan had observed these periodic bouts of headaches with her and questioned the Donadar as to the possibility that the gas used to knock out his human pets might have something to do with her seeming bouts of pain followed by rest and what appeared to be recovery?

But Q-Iythe had looked over the medical data as well as checking the results against other human captives and it seemed that only Jennifer exhibited these symptoms. Gas was considered a very low possibility based on her medical screening.

He dismissed the Donadar and continued to study the cell monitor.

Amanda was going to be the next one she tried to mind reach but instead she decided to try to find and reach Damien's mind in whatever nearby cell he was being kept in. She closed her eyes again and focused hard. The mind links seemed to be getting easier and she hoped she could contact Damien.

Nearby in a cell Damien James was sleeping while his cellmates Chris and Tucker sat quietly bullshitting about fishing for catfish verses catching bullhead. Orlando was lying in his rack with his eyes closed humming bits and snatches of various blues and soul songs. While Pete was doing push-ups, sit-ups, and working out.

Damien slept peacefully but was having the strangest dream. In his dream he was at a Church picnic with his deeply religious mother and on either arm were Melissa and Julie. His mother was in her white Sunday summer dress with little blue doves on it.

Melissa and Julie were only wearing nylon stockings, heels, and big broad rimmed hats with artificial flowers in the side of the bands. He was also naked except for his socks, which bothered him not because he was naked but rather because his socks didn't match. One was dark grey and one was black.

In the dream his mother and the rest of the churchgoers didn't seem to notice that the three of them were naked. But the only thing that bugged him about the girls was knowing that his mom would normally not approve of him dating two girls at the same time. Yet in the dream she seemed oblivious to it.

Suddenly in the midst of the picnic he heard a strangely familiar voice.

"Damien can you hear me?"

In his dream he spoke back to the female voice.

"That ain't you Lord is it?"

In the dream his mother could hear him but not the voice he was hearing and speaking to. She raised and eyebrow.

"Who are you talkin' to baby?"

"Not sure momma, I think it's the Lord."

Jennifer's voice grew stronger.

"It's me Jennifer from the next cell."

His mom spoke again.

"What's the good Lord tellin' you child?"

"Hold up momma, I can't concentrate. What was that?"

Jennifer spoke up.

"You're having a dream Damien. You're asleep in a cell. So am I. We're neighbors remember? Wake up but don't freak out about this. I'm using my mind to speak with you. It's the only way we can reach you. I've had this gift since I was a little girl. This is how we're plotting our escape plans. You said you guys would help us. Do you remember?"

"I know your voice Jennifer! But am I dreamin' for real?"

He looked around and suddenly his eyes popped open and he saw and heard his cellmates. He closed his eyes and heard Jennifer's voice again.

"You're awake Damien. This is for real. You're not imagining my voice. I'm using something like ESP to reach you."

Damien nodded and focused on the voice. In his head he spoke up.

"How do I know it's you Jennifer?"

"It's me. I tried to escape you when you were pumped up with hormones. You fucked me hard doggie style at first. You fucked all five of us. Me, Julie, Amanda, Kelly, and Melissa. Later on you fucked Melissa again and Amanda joined you two. Then the aliens came and zapped you and took you guys away from us. Okay?"

"Yeah, okay. I remember. So this shit is ESP? Like Dion Warwick's psychic friends?"

"Something like that. I can't do this for too long. I just wanted to ask you, did you guys see anything in your cell that's strange or malfunctioning?"

"You mean beside my brothers? No. Nothin' yet. But we gonna keep on lookin' Jennifer."

"Okay good. I've got to go but I will contact you again after a while okay?"

He nodded then spoke.

"Uh yeah, sure. You ain't readin' my mind are ya?"

"No Damien. Just communicating. That's all."

"Oh okay. So two things, this is just in our minds like between you and me right?"

"Exactly. Private chat between only our minds."

"Could you like, tell Melissa I said hi?"

"Yeah I will do that. Anyway, I have to go Damien. Keep up the good fight. But remember that the aliens are listening in on everything we say."

"Ah okay. We'll keep it low. Thanks Jennifer!"

"You're welcome. And thank you too. Hopefully we'll figure out something between the two cells."

He opened his eyes and the voice in his head was gone. Damien looked at the other guys and Chris and Tucker noticed him first.

"Well, well, well, if it ain't ol' Johnny Appleseed, just spreadin' his love all over the orchard!"

Tucker laughed in his scratchy voice and nodded to Chris's comment.

"Heh heh heh, dat's right son. He means you boy! Over there given it to all them lovely redheads. How'd you git yo sorry ass outta that damn shit they put us in?"