Another installment for you guys. I'm guessing my previous author notes were deleted or something because they haven't shown up. This story might be about slavery but I don't intend to include rape or force.
This is a fantasy story, it's my own work. Please enjoy. Feel free to vote and comment.
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Dumb founded Snake's mouth dropped open in a full on gawk. "You are a strange girl."
"No I just don't have any way to compete with these other girls, and I won't be misrepresented by a man who doesn't know how to accentuate a woman's body."
The rest of that night had been full of lasering away unwanted hair, shaping her eyebrows, her hair was thoroughly washed then braided down her back. After Snake felt like he had indeed done all he could for the night Katia was given an outfit to sleep in, it had soft silk over her most private areas and lace everywhere else. The shorts were much too small, the curve of her butt cheeks could just be seen as she walked. The thin spaghetti straps of her top had trouble staying atop her shoulders.
Snake kept her in his tent, she slept on a large cushion in the far back corner while Snake slept near the door on a cot of some sort. Katia was ordered to go to sleep, shutting her eyes she waited a few beats before slitting them open. Through her long lashes she watched as Snake touched his temple, at once his body shook violently then froze. His breath came out like he was hyperventilating.
"Snake?" Katia whispered.
"Snake are you okay?"
Tiptoeing over to his bed Katia reached out to touch him, stopping when she caught sight of his lips moving. Bending at the waist she held back her braid as her ear inched ever closer to Snake's mouth.
"...not necessary. Tomorrow we'll be in Dostania, have Sherone notified."
His whispers tickled the cusp of her ear. Leaning closer she tried to catch more of his sleep talking.
"...yes absolutely gorgeous, only the best for you."
Giggling Katia assumed he was dreaming of a lover. It would take one hell of a woman to tame a man like snake. Smiling and shaking her head Katia grabbed the blanket Snake had let fall to the floor, covering him back up Katia took a long look at her guardian. She couldn't bring herself to get past her prejudice of him, her whole idea of him had changed earlier.
Once she had snuggled back into her cushion Katia slept fitfully. Dreaming of a tall monster with bright turquoise eyes who hoarded shiny trinkets, his deep laugh echoed around his thick cave. He made Katia dance for him naked, spinning the balls of her feet. Spinning, spinning, until she fell on the floor panting. The monster roared at her, throwing huge stones towards her body. A stone collided with her face, it felt oddly soft... Not a stone but soft luxurious silk. Running itself around her belly grazing her upper thighs. A warm hand rubbed her back, sliding up her spine. The silk slid between her legs, creating an ache she'd never experienced.
Snake could hear Katia tossing on her cushion, picking up a grape from their morning platter he threw it at her hoping to rouse her. It bounced of her forehead succeeding in making her toss harder. Once he made his way to her Katia had pulled her top up exposing her tight stomach. Using this moment to tease his employer he touched Katia's temple linking her with her master.
Nikolai Grand Sulzar of the Western tribes felt a tickle at his temple. Groaning in frustration he touched the same spot, he saw a blond standing in his mental chamber, her eyes were closed and she was moaning. He saw her silk nightgown ride up her stomach her then it fell low again brushing her thighs, feeling the pale skin at her back he lead his hand up towards her neck while his eyes traveled down her loose braid of gold. Her moan of appreciation spurred him on, grabbing her shorts he pulled the material slightly making it rub against her sex. Her throaty gasp was followed by her leaving.
Moving back to reality Nikolai sent a small drone to the caravan's camp site, through a feedback screen he saw Snake and his "surprise" lying in bed glaring up at his employee. Settling back into a large chair at his breakfast table he watched the two interact.
"What the actual fuck! Where you watching me sleep?!" Katia felt even more violated than she had last night. Waking up horny, wet, and gasping in pleasure then looking up to see a tattooed perv standing over you wasn't the ideal way to start a day.
"No, I was trying to wake you up."
A soft humming came in through the flaps of the tent, a silvery snowflake flying horizontally stopped just behind Snake, righting itself it showed what appeared to be one large eye blinking at Katia.
"What is that?" Having hugged her covers to herself on the drone's entry she flicked her chin in its general direction.
"A gift from your master."
"A gift? What kind of gift?"
"I don't know everything, figure it out for yourself"
Snake marched over to the platter of food, he engrossed himself while Katia eyed the silvery thing suspiciously.
"It won't hurt me will it?" Her question had been directed at Snake, but a tinkling feminine voice came from the flake.
"Absolutely not!" The voice held a robotic like quality to it, the eye even opened a bit wider conveying some sort of poorly imitated emotion. Shock or maybe a hint of offense.
Deciding the flake was harmless Katia rose and made her way to the platter to eat alongside Snake. Before she could eat a piece of melon she was holding up Snake spoke.
"Your clothes for today are on in that chest, don't wear the white one it's for tomorrow."
Popping the melon in her mouth and ignoring Snake, Katia became suddenly interested in the flake sitting in front of her on the table.
"What's your name?"
"No name was issued."
"Everyone needs a name."
"Then give me one." The flake watched Katia, it's eye blinking and then narrowing almost daring her to try to think up a name.
"How about flakey?"
"How about Niki?" Snake finally spoke up, mumbling around a mouth full of meat.
"Oh that's adorable!" Katia squealed.
Niki's eye flashed red at Snake before focusing again on Katia.
"I don't see why I need to dress up for today, I'm not even meeting my master today. So why should it matter what I wear?"
"You'll be representing your master, you need to look your best at all times from now on." Barely giving her notice Snake continued. "Let Niki help you puck something out."
"Ugh!" Dragging her feet over to the chest Katia flung it open disdainfully. "These are atrocious! He wants me walking around half naked?! What kind of man is your employer anyway?"
Niki spoke up again,"He has a flare for the dramatic, he likes to show off his treasures..."
A spark of interest flared up in Katia,"What's he like?" Toying with a pair of sheer pants she waited in earnest for an answer.
"What would you like to know?" Niki's robotic voice came from inside the chest, a thin claw extended from the silver body it pulled and sorted clothes.
"Is he nice?" The drone paused for a moment, swiveling to fix Katia with a stare.
"Why would it matter?"
"It doesn't, it would be easier to obey a nice master."
"He's very handsome..."
"I don't care about that!" Katia interrupted. "I would much rather an ugly or plain master who was kind than a handsome or gorgeous master who beats his slaves." A knot of fabric now sat in her lap. Her hands were shaking and her eyes were misting over.
"What are you afraid of?" The drone pulled a black outfit adorned with gold coins up with it. Holding them out to her it took the knotted up pants, unraveled them, then put them back in the chest.
"Everything. I'm scared he'll be mean, or that he won't like me and send me home, I'm scared of him going after my family." Grabbing up the clothes Katia moved behind a changing screen and proceeded to switch clothes.
Niki made a sound similar to a sigh,"Your master is one of the most respected men on Pagora. He got to be that way by leading his tribes by being strict but fair. He's been known to fund scholarship programs and leads an extensive trade company. He's a history buff, and an adventurous soul. Anything else you want to know?"
"I guess not..." Stepping out Katia's hips naturally swung from side to side, her chest defying gravity with little help. "How do I look?" She moved her hands around her stomach in a subconscious move to shield the view of her toned tummy.
"Lovely." Niki hummed in approval.
"Ugh! You look like a little girl playing dress up!" Snake strode forward from the table, gripping her wrist he pulled her to a pouf then pushed food into her lap. "Your hair will be dressed by your eunuch as we'll as your makeup, eat up while I break camp."
She watched his back vanish out the dangling beads in the doorway. "He's not a very gentle man."
"No but that's why he's been hired to fetch treasures." Niki hovered in front of Katia, stabbing a chunk of melon the drone brought it to her mouth to be eaten. Katia turned her head away opting instead to pluck it with the tips of her fingers before popping it in her mouth. "I'm quite capable of feeding myself thank you."
If a drone could look sheepish and perturbed at the same time Niki did in that moment. Rolling it's eye the silver mass watched diligently as Katia finished her food then helped to pack up camp. Only once did it try to interfere by asking,"Don't you think you should leave that to the men? You could get hurt?" An angry Katia forcefully swatted the pest away. Before raising her voice in answer,"Women are just as capable! I'm not fragile and I won't be a delicate woman who sits on her ass watching men work."
Nike watched from a distance the only utterance from the machine after that came whenever Katia cursed, a faint,"Such language!" Could be heard by most close to the drone.
Deciding to spite Snake, Katia once again chose to ride outside of the wagon. Her white skin was soon a screaming red, the burns from the day before almost going purple. A spastic humming could be heard from Niki who constantly shifted angles watching her skin burn. Snake could feel a tickle at his temple with each change of position from the drone. Eventually he could take no more.
Signaling the wagon driver Snake took a moment to switch Katia to inside the wagon. She was followed in by Niki who toted a small cylinder of purple goo.
"What is that?" Shaking the container she eyed the contents, small shimmers of light could be seen shining back at her, and a hint of green outlines the mass no matter where it went.
"It will heal your burns." Niki tried to open the container, failing with the small claw appendage.
"Here let me." Katia twisted then popped the top off, collecting a bit of purple on three fingers she smeared it on her forearm. The skin smoked as the purple turned black then fell away like ash, the skin beneath that had been covered before now had a soft sun kissed glow to it. Katia wasted no time in covering the other spots she could.
