The Taming of a Slave

Ok so please tell me what you think of this chapter. I do know that this is only the introduction but soon, it will get into more of the story, but hey. You gotta start somewhere.

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"She likes the boys in the band, she says that I'm her all time favorite." Ami danced around in her room, singing loudly as Martha came back into the room with two sodas. "That girl is pretty kinky, the kinda girl you read about-"

"Don't you think it's ironic that you love every song about sex yet you've never had it?" Ami looked over her longhaired friend and turned the music down.

"Will you stuff it? Just because you've fucked one guy-"

"One guy you know of." She winked at Ami before taking a swig of her soda and Ami snorted.

"Whatever. I'll be gettin' some action soon." She said with a wink. Martha couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Yeah, OK. You, the daughter of the most dangerous man in the territory is gonna get some action. That's like ASKING for trouble." Ami spun around quickly with a sly grin on her face.

"And that's why, my sweet, sweet Martha I can't wait for the Raiders to come here." Martha's face suddenly grew dark.

"Ami, don't put that in the universe. You don't want that to come true. I have friends in other territories who got raped and sold into slavery." Ami sat next to her and put an arm around her shoulder.

"I'm sorry." "It's ok, your father is going to crush them, and when they do, the only people who present a challenge are the Uliassians. We Erylins can defeat them." Ami kissed her cheek and then the girls laid back staring into the window above them.

"And don't worry about sex...You're hot enough to get a real guy, not just a brute." And with that Martha's eyes flickered over her friends' body. Her large Afro took up most of her head, but it framed her caramel colored face perfectly, her long neck and down to her shoulders that were strong from the swimming she had done and continued to do. Martha smirked as she stared intently at her breasts, 34 C's, before tracing down her slender arms to her hips and butt. With that, Martha cuddled up to Ami and the two girls fell asleep.

"Ami, wake up!" Martha whispered harshly. She looked around groggily, eyes sweeping over her friend.

"Wha-"

"Listen, I haven't been entirely honest with you." Ami sat there trying to sort through her thoughts. What is she saying? Honest? "I am an Uliassian, sent here to spy and report." Ami's eyes widened dramatically. "I always love it when your eyes widen like that." She chuckled. "But anyway, the Raiders have been spotted. What I said to you last night was the truth. The raiders are ruthless individuals and don't give a shit about who they kill. I want you to get out of here with your family." I'm not stupid.

"You're lying to me." She looked at the window.

"Am I?" She dragged Ami to the window and pointed to black covered men scaling the fence.

"Oh god..." My brothers, my mother...my father...I have to get them! She pulled out of Martha's grip and bolted into her brother's room. "Joseph! Joshua! Get up! Intruders are coming to take us, get mom and dad! I'll get food!" Her brothers sat up and began grabbing clothes and backing them into backpacks. "Martha! Grab clothes for us!" You could be making a grave error with trusting her. "I don't have time not to."

She began clearing shelves of food and filling water bottles. Once she had a large backpack full she looked outside a window to see the security guards being taken down. She felt around under the kitchen sink and pulled out the handgun her father kept for emergencies. She ran back upstairs to see her family and best friend ready to go. "Ok, so-"

"Baby," Her father interrupted her, "thank you, but I've got it from here." She nodded, grateful to not be in charge anymore. "Alright, there are two tunnels to escape from. Which way are they advancing from?" They looked at Martha.

"The north and the west."

"Tunnel one it is." Joseph looked at his dad incredulously.

"Dad, that lets out to the north."

"I know, they will have come from there, so they're not expecting us to be out that way. Now come on and don't ask any more questions. We need to be absolutely silent." The family nodded and followed after him. They went into the tunnel and turned on flashlights. This has at least been a mile out. Ami thought to herself. They walked for another minute before her father stopped and turned out the light. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck, I hate the dark. Martha grabbed Ami's hand and squeezed it once. Her father opened the end of the tunnel and looked out. He ushered them out and once they were all out he stuck something on the end of the tunnel and closed the door. He led them to a wide patch of grass where he pressed a button on his key chain.

"Dad," Ami looked to her father as a car's headlights lit dimly. "A car-" Her mother placed her hand on her shoulder and lead her into the car. Her father started it, and soon they were moving.

"Amaris, do not worry, this car is very fast and reliable. I bought..." He sighed as if saying; you were right, "One of those quotex cars."

"What now dad?" He sighed; hearing her relief being short lived.

"I...I don't know." He looked to his dashboard and remembered the detonator and pressed the button. A slight tremble made the four people in the back turn and stare as two clouds of smoke arose and the car continued speeding along.

"Mr.Ionna! Look out!"

"Huh?" He swerved the car to the right when Martha screamed again.

"NO!" The car's was tilted upwards and before it began rolling into the field next to the road. Ami's eyes opened to see everyone alive, but struggling to get out of the car.

"How did you know?" Ami turned to ask Martha as she pulled out of her seatbelt.

"It's the project that I told you about a few months ago." Martha said as she kicked the door out of the car with ease.

"Power pussy?" Martha cut open Joseph's seat belt and then helped Joshua out of the car.

"That's the one. It gives you the recessive power of the people you fuck." Ami walked past her to help her mom out.

"So people have actually powers?" "Well it depends on the person. This is something I was working on for military intelligence, but since-"

"Well done Martha. Very well done indeed." Ami's family turned their heads to see Capitan Angel Riley of the Uliassian army walking towards us with a satisfactory grin.