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After our long moment of relaxation, Arc-Turus and I went to tattoo Arc who wanted a tattoo done by an Orc tattooist. We had to return to the Alpha Centauri merchant ring to find one, at the same time, I had asked him to send the list of slaves we wanted to Mercenex to finally resolve the situation with them.

The next day, they left on transport for the portal leading to Alpha Centauri and more precisely to the merchant ring. We first found the orc tattoo shop, it was the only one in the ring. It was run by a brown-toned orc from the orc world who had been sold to a tattoo artist before obtaining his freedom and open your own store.

“So comrade, you came for an orc tribal tattoo!” The store manager exclaimed with joy, not seeing Arc-Turus.

“Yes old one, I always dreamed of having one.” He said, looking at me gratefully.

“If you want I have couple tattoos for you and your little guy.”

“Really ! That would be cool!” He said, as happily as the other orc.

“Gently!” I then calmed down the games. “It's still a little early for a tattoo of this kind. Maybe later.”

The manager looked at me with a disdainful look before looking at Arc-Turus to tell him that if he wanted, he could knock me out and tattoo me whatever he wanted without any problem. Fortunately Arc-Turus nodded and began to choose a tribal tattoo of the warriors, listening to them speak, I quickly understood that tribal orc tattoos were only done on condition of having won battles against powerful enemies.

“And what tattoo would I be entitled to?” I asked as a joke.

The old orc looked at me for a moment before pulling out a clearly explicit tattoo.

“That's all I have the right to... Wow, you're harsh on non-orcs.” I said under the angry gaze of Arc-Turus.

“That's all a little guy can get! You're not a warrior, so you don't deserve a warrior tattoo!”

His disdainful tone shocked me, but seeing Arc-Turus' pleading look, I kept silent and let the old orc do his thing. The tattoo took at least three hours because he used an old method so that the ancestors could see Arc-Turus' accomplishments.

While I was paying for the orc's work, I couldn't help but want to make him pay, but first I checked if the path was free.

“Will we have to come back for touch-ups or additions?” I asked innocently.

“Of course not! This great warrior didn't move an inch during the tattoo, I was able to do it all at once!” He said, proudly as if it was his achievement.

“Okay, that's cool.” I said a little rudely. “In fact, you will have to tell me those to which I am entitled as a warrior who has accomplished a great feat!”

Arc-Turus hid his eyes in his hands while the old orc became angry and insulted me in orcish.

“I may not understand Orcish but I know when someone insults me! Yet I have accomplished a great feat! I have defeated and humiliated the Aeolions twice and brought a mercenary company to its knees with my skills. So yes, I may not have beaten them with my fists but I beat them with my personal skills, especially the Aeolions in their favorite domain!”

After which I left the shop showing my displeasure, Arc-Turus arrived a few minutes later clearly dissatisfied with the little scene I had made in the shop.

“What? You wanted me to let him insult me when I've already defeated powerful enemies? I” asked him.

“No, but you could consider my culture anyway!” The orc began to get angry.

“I consider your culture, it's the other old orc who doesn't consider me! And you know what, maybe I want to be considered for what I am and not for a human being, a young and immature species who has nothing better than the others.”

The only response I got was a grunt from him, and he started to sulk as he followed me to the Star Solarise auction house. Once there, I was greeted by Mr. Sodenomo who took me to a private room so that I could collect my acquired goods, of course all at Mercenex's expense.

In sales room there were six people waiting, five slaves and the assistant manager who looked quite strange. The five slaves chosen by Arc-Turus included four experienced and one younger. Among the experienced, two were former members of his command unit, a dolgy (a canine species descending into several breeds resembling the land dog) of the breed completely black doberman and a repti (a reptilian race capable of sticking to certain walls resembling humans mixed with a lizard) of forest green colors.

The other two experienced slaves was a Fellis (an anthro feline breed either on the tiger, on the lion or on the jaguar, all with the canines descending like the sabertooth) of the tiger type and the second was an Ocianne of the shark type with skin denticles.

The last slave, the young one, even if he has been working as a mercenary for 10 years, was a brutor, a fairly bulky race, very muscular with superhuman strength, reinforcement plates in certain places like the head and hands. Their colors varied from brown to khaki green tones, this one was more beige brown.

Once the change of ownership procedure was completed, we started to see people leave when the assistant director approached me. Arc-Turus made a barrier, probably because he thought he was planning a bad move, instead he held out a slavery collar towards me open to put it on him.

“What is the vice-director's plan?” I asked, a little upset by this grotesque situation.

“I ask you to take me as a slave before the testimony of the Star Solarise auction room.” the blue cat said.

“What is insanity? Was that planned?” I asked, looking at the newcomers who shook their heads in incomprehension.

“I know it may seem sudden and weird, but it's the only way for me to stay alive.”

“What are you talking about Mr Réduson?” Arc-Turus asked.

“The director decided to fire me from Mercenex after this exchange, and in view of my complicated situation with the Verulian royal family, I would not be protected by them. Whether it's the Aeolions or the director, I'll probably end up dead by tonight! Unless I become the exclave of the only person against whom they can do nothing directly!”

His reasoning was logical but totally false, I had no desire to take into my service a person who had voluntarily conspired against me. Because compared to the mercenary slaves, he had the choice and he had even hidden behind his powerful family who had today abandoned him.

The only reasonable choice was to leave and let him handle things on his own and especially not get involved because it was sure that it would fall on me. So I returned to the exit with my escort, but Réduson had not said his last word and stood in front of me again.

“I can manage everything financial and even if I have no more contact with my family, I have a lot of contacts in the mercenary and sales sector. I promise to be useful to you, please save me.”

He got on his knees to beg me even though his species was proud and he didn't kneel to inferiors like humans. Seeing his despair, I couldn't bring myself to let him die and I put the collar on him, registering him as my slave even if Arc-Turus told me no with his look.

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The return home was quite long, because even if Réduson had become my slave, it did not mean I had complete confidence in him. Same for the others, which is why we planned to drug them once we arrived to prepare them as we wanted.

As we arrived at my biology lab, Arc asked me who to start with, which made me laugh. I just told him to place Réduson in the regeneration capsule before taking him to another, larger part of the laboratory with several chambers.

He was therefore able to install the three again in their box leaving Claire to clean them and apply my own personal collar. Then Arc-Turus and I went back to the house to eat and talk. Well, it was more of an argument to know what I was thinking about taking such a man with me and especially why I was so contradictory today.

Before things got worse, I told him that we were stopping there and that he should watch over the new mercenaries while I put Réduson to work because he didn't need any modifications or repairs.

This is how the night passed and I retrieved Réduson, taking him out of his regeneration box, he immediately noticed the missing collar before looking everywhere around him.

“No need to look, there is no way out.” I told him then.

“Why take off my collar?” He asked.

“I simply changed to mine which is not visible. Paralysis.”

Réduson panicked seeing he could no longer speak or move the slightest muscle in his body.

“Liberation.”

“What was that?” He asked, stepping back and putting himself on guard. “I've never seen a collar do that!”

“Mine is very special, it can also cause excruciating pain or death simply by willing it.”

“In any case, I was planning on working for you.” He said seriously, standing up.

“Well, on the other hand, calling my slave by his surname is a bit weird, so I would use your first name.”

“Okay, it's *$*$*$*$.” He said with strange growls and cries.

“Okay, it's impossible for me to pronounce it, so I'm going to give you a human first name.”

“As you wish, master.” He rolled his eyes.

“No insolence! I threatened him. Well I know, I'm going to call you Sphinx!”

He was quite satisfied with the first name I gave him, after which I took him directly to my work office regarding holowatch sales.

He quickly looked at the piled-up sales documents, and he began working on them without delay. So I left him alone under surveillance of course, returning to my experiments waiting for continuation.

After several hours of work, feeling a little hungry, I decided it was time to eat. Since Arc-Turus had not given any sign of life, I took it as business and that he did not have time to eat. So I prepared a complete meal with salmon, lemon sauce and semolina and left a large quantity for the mercenaries. The rest, I took to my work office to eat with Sphinx.

Seeing me arrive with food, he smiled kindly, then put down his documents and came to the table with me.

“It's nice to feed your slaves so diligently, master.”

“It's normal, you have to eat well to work well. And you've been working for a while.” I replied kindly.

“That's true, but usually, I only eat in the evening when I get off work and again when I go out in the evening.” He said seriously.

“Well, here, you will have the right to three meals a day with snacks and small snacks if you wish. I treat my slaves humanely.”

The meal passed quietly, sphinx talked about the documents he had processed and even began to propose ideas for improving product distribution and sales. The conversation was very pleasant and surprisingly, he didn't have a disdainful tone or think he was superior to me.

After finishing, I told him to get back on track and that I would come back and see his suggestions after putting away the meal. When I returned, he was working so hard on the document that I startled him.

He made me sit on an armchair in his place and showed me the documents he had spoken to me about and demonstrated the ideas he had had. Very clearly, everything seemed perfect, I had finally found someone to manage my affairs for me.

As I looked at the documents with him behind me, he began to massage my chest without me realizing it, it wasn't until he nibbled my neck that I realized it. He was making advances towards me.

As I turned towards him to stop him, he kissed me softly and lightly making our tongues dance in the same rhythm. He continued his tender kisses while passing his hands under my t-shirt to caress my chest then he helped me take off my top and began to lick my body.

He reached my right nipple gently licking causing it to tickle in the roof of my mouth before sucking it into his mouth, once nice and wet he moved to the left one gently licking to suck.

While he was suckling me, he opened my pants and took my cock in hand while he was slowly getting hard, he then resumed licking my body reaching my cock which he licked gently before he put it in his mouth.

So I took his head to push my dick deep into him, he swallowed it greedily taking its entire length like a hungry cat. He was going back and forth on my cock and playing with his tongue and I couldn't resist shooting out my seed, which he swallowed like whipped cream.

“It was really good master.” He said, with a charming smile. He then took off his suit opening his shirt to show off his swimmer's build and nice abs. “Nice view master?” he asked teasingly.

“Beautiful.” I answered him.

He laughed, taking out his very long and thin penis like a bamboo rod, yet he knew how to use his rod because each of his blows hit my prostate as it should, attacking it diligently like a sword champion. After five minutes of intensive massage, a new load came and Sphinx licked it flexibly while continuing to tease me with his dick against my prostate.

He then ejaculated inside me, his load was definitely much hotter than Arc-Turus, but less in quantity. I thought about changing it to improve this as he bit my shoulder to blood mark me like Arc had done.

“Damn, you're really good with your pole.”

“Yes, and you haven't seen everything, I can play like that for hours, I have great vitality.” He said to me, nibbling my ear.

“Let's go to the bedroom!”

All I know after that is that my prostate was abused for hours before we fell asleep next to each other and I was woken up by Arc-Turus who screamed in shock as he entered my room and seeing me naked with sphinx.

“Ah shit!” I cursed.