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Kayla felt herself floating in a warm bubble bath, the rose scented fur wash filling her nose as the sound of birds in the back ground met her ears, aaaaaa after such a horrible day she so needed this. A hard slap to her muzzle snapped her back into reality, her head was pounding and everything was disjointed and out of focus, the scent of rose being replaced by the vomit in her fur. She was prone on her back, laying on the floor of her bridge, the dark wolf from tactical kneeling over her. " Captain?, Captain?... are you ok? " he asked as he helped the vixen to her feet.

"Re--" cough "Report!!" The Captain shakily asked as she leaned on a console for support. All around her the bridge crew was helping each other to there feet, most of them looking to be not much better off then her. The wolf had a cut over his eye and was a little unstable on his feet as well.

It was the wolf that answered her "Something went wrong with the jump captain, the ship entered auto lockdown when we where incapacitated."

Good the captain thought, that meant all the vital areas of the ship where protected and she did not have to worry about the new "passengers" right away.

Kayla had just gotten her wits about her when she herd cursing from behind her, the helm bunny calling for her attention "Captain please come look at this."

The Vixen blinked and stumbled over to her lapin navigator, having to leaned on the bunnies chair for support. "Captain I don't understand this, but we are not at star base 86. It looks like there was a massive power serge just as we jumped." The bunny blinked and slapped her panel as if in disbelief gasping "If these readings are correct we over shot the base by 37.4 light years."

The captain blinked, dropping her eyes to the panel "37.4? that's not possible, have you confirmed our location?" The Anthro's had been experimenting with the jump drive for over 180 years now and the longest recorded jump was just short of 20 light years, If the bunny was correct they had somehow jumped twice that.

Yes Captain it should not be possible but we are in the Calvac system, about 3 days out from furry prime at best speed" The bunny replied shakily, disbelief still in her voice.

The captain then gave the rabbit a lop sided grin as she traced a finger up the back of one of her ears "Well Miss Longears looks like you just set a new speed record and earned a place in the history books." This earned a pleasant churr from the bunny and a small giggle. The Captain then looked up and addressed her first officer who was still holding her head, the Tiger looking as if she would need to see the ships doctor for her injuries. "Commander get reports from all the department heads, I want a status update in one hour in my office."

Knowing her kitten as well as she did it was no surprise when the dizzy and battered looking tiger snapped to attention replying "Yes captain." With that done Kayla then stumbled into her office, she needed badly to clean the vomit from her fur and change her uniform. Two jumps in one day was bad enough, but a jump gone bad was above and beyond the call of duty even for her.

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A little over an hour later found the now cleaned up captain and the ships command staff gathered in her office, her head still pounding but the vixen smelling a lot better. In addition to the bridge crew the ships Doctor, Crystal White-tip an older black jaguar with white tipped ears and the chief engineer Dana Long Tail a golden blond mink where in attendance. The Doctor was just finishing her report on the new arrivals injuries. " The crew came throw the battle with miner injuries, a few broken bones, 6 concussions and 3 of them needed emergency surgery. All in all not to bad considering we should all be dead with that fight and second jump." There was more then a little disapproval in her voice during the last part, the doctors gentle way of telling the captain she needed to be more careful with all there lives.

"Very good" the captain replied as she reviewed her screen and tried not to respond to the doctors proding " And what about the black rock crew?"

It took the jaguar a few seconds to switch data pads, the strain of the last few hours having taken its toll on her. "I'm afraid the crew of the black rock was not so lucky. Most of them had to be treated for severe radiation poisoning, two of them did not survive."

With a nod and sigh the vixen tapped a few notes on her data pad, her ears laying back as she asked " and what about the passengers?"

The feline doctor had just started to reply when the dark wolf, Drake cut in, distain clear in his voice as he spat " you mean the slaves?" Mr. Ash, a stereo typical wolf with a body sculpted by hours in the gym snarled. He had a very strong dislike of slaves, even more of humans. As a wolf, his natural predatory instincts drove him to see the weak as something to be looked down on and in the last few years he had lost many good friends to humans in this war. He saw humans as a threat to his world, his pack. Ever since the battle 3 months ago his hatred of them had grown to a near irrational level and just knowing they where on his ship had his hackles raised. If he had his choice he would just have flushed them out the air lock but he knew that would not go over well given they where someone else's property.

The Captain's eyes locked on the wolfs without her head moving, a gesture that silently challenged him in a way that only another canine would understand. Her lips parted in a soft growl as she softly dressed the wolf down, not even bothering to raise her voice " I know exactly what they are Mr. Ash, but wile they are on MY ship they will not be degraded. They may be humans, criminals or whatever, but you know better then to use that word on MY ship, am I clear? "

The dark wolf had to chock back his growl and natural instincts to respond to this challenge as he nodded "Yes, Captain understood." She was the captain after all and his commanding officer, if he pushed her to far she could end his career with a single bad report.

With the wolf put in his place the Captain turned her eyes back to her Medical officer without moving her head, her ears still folded back as she spoke "Continue your report, Doctor."

The Feline doctor who had been watching the exchange took a moment to realize she had been addressed, it taking a second before she looked back to her data pad." According to the Captain of the black rock we saved 236 of his 250 cargo. 9 of them where to badly wounded to save and 7 more will be dead by morning from radiation poisoning. I wish there was more I could do, but they where to close to the engine core when it breached and the dose of radiation they took was just to high. The rest where treated for minor injuries and should make a full recovery. There is one note, the slavers where using chemical restraints on most of the slaves to keep them in line. I don't know who prescribed the drugs they where using, but it has done a lot of damage and when we reach Anthro prime most of them will need to receive medical attention to avoid long term damage.

The Captains growl at hearing this last part was so deep she was sure people on the bridge would hear it, her ears folding flat to her skull as she closed her eyes and took several deep breaths to calm herself. Again she found herself wanting to tare a chunk out of the slavers hides, it took a true cowered to drug someone to control them. Once she had regained her composure she returned her gaze to the doctor and forced a even tone as she spoke. "Very well, please forward your report to my station and I will review it later." The doctor nodded and set her pad on the desk, a grim expression on her muzzle at the captains very understandable reaction. She excused herself and quickly left the room, Normally she would have stayed until the end of the meeting, but the dark wolf had pushed some of her buttons with his out burst and there where dieing slaves in her medical bay to attend to.

The Chief engineer, Dana longtail was next to give her report. She was a golden blond mink with very thick and extremely soft fur, a gift of her heritage. At the moment she looked very disheveled, a look of exhaustion on her face. Her fur looked as if she had not brushed it in days and her uniform was covered in fluids and stains showing her profession. The captain had told her often that she reminded the vixen more of a grease monkey then a mink, this earning a pink tongue in return. "The shields are 70% recovered, they took a pounding but the new fire dissipation units are working perfectly. We completely exhausted our complement of torpedoes and the particle beam weapons are still off line. " she grumbled and hit the side of her data pad as she covered the last part. "I'm really sorry Captain, I thought for sure I had it fixed this time. I don't understand why they keep reading overload all the systems check out." This earned a groaned from the captain, this was the one system they had not been able to get working properly after the refit and the Chief had taken the power distribution systems apart piece by piece looking for the problem.

The Captain tapped a few controls on her panel as she spoke "Ms Longtail I want the weapons fixed before we get back to space dock, unless you want the dock rats to find and fix it for you." This got the exact reaction Kayla was hoping for, the Chief stifled a growl. The Captain knew how protective her chief was of the ships systems, more then one time she had run station personnel out of main engineering with a hyper spanner in her paws. The vixen knew just the thought of the station's dock rats crawling threw her systems would make the minks skin crawl and it would be just the motivation to get her tail in gear and the problem fixed.

Just as predicted the mink shivered softly and had to repress her growl, her claws extending as she practically begged "No Captain, Please. I don't want those rats in my systems again, I will have it fixed before we reach port you have my word."

The vixen just smiled with a small nod, her lips fighting a grin " I will hold you to that Dana, now what about the other key systems? Are we good to head back to space dock?"

The Chief looked over her pad once more with a slowly building frown as she checked off each item "Whatever over load got us here has fried the jump drive control crystals and there backups, until we can get replacement unit's the drive is useless. All the relays in the long range communications system are fused, we should be able to get it back on line by morning, but don't hold me to that. The FTL is on line, but 2 of the drive coils are to badly damaged to be repaired without dry docking, so the best we can get is half best speed. Unless we run into any more problems that puts us 6 days and 9 hours from the ship yards at Anthro prime. Goddess repairing this is going to be a mess, 2 weeks minim even with those dock rats helping."

The Captain's ears flattened as she sighed " 6 days with the passengers on board means we need to construct holding cells for them." She turned her gaze to the tactical officer " Mr. Ash please set up a guard rotation with the security personnel to watch them and set up counter insurgency protocols to protect the main computer, I don't want them getting ideas and trying to take this ship."

Drake just nodded, as if this fox had to tell him how to protect his ship. "Already done captain, if they try anything thy will find themselves locked behind lethal force fields before they get two steps out of either cargo bay."

The Captain gave a soft growl over that, but on this point she had to concede, if the slaves got free she would rather one be killed by a force field then risking them killing one of her crew. With a sigh she returned her eyes to the mink Engineer, her expression that of someone with no other choice. " Data get a crew on building the cells right away, I wont the passengers locked down ASAP. Also setup a interface with there existing collar's control system incase we need to discipline any of them." Just the thought of doing that made the fur on the back of the vixen's neck stand up, but the punishment systems built into the collars where there for a very good reason, especially with prison slaves.

With a few taps to her Data pad the mink nodded " Yes Captain, I have called in all shifts until we get the long range communications system repaired, but i can spear a few of them to get that done. We are going to have to tap into the ships reserve power to run that many force fields at once, I think we might have to house several of them together given the shear number of them."

Kayla ran her claws over her panel one last time to review meeting notes as she spoke" You have permission to use what ever power you need to contain them, but as a back up I want all of there collars set to the cargo bays only. Now if there is nothing else we need to cover?" She looked from person to person, Each giving a "No Captain or shake of there head. The vixen gave a nod and smile as she happily said " then everyone get to your stations and set course for home."

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Much later that night found the vixen relaxing in the Captains mess, Enjoying the one good thing to come from the humans, the joy of Coffee. She was thinking about what a mess it was going to be when she got back to the star base. There would be Reports, inquiries, and she would have to explain to command how her newly refitted ship had gotten so beaten up it's first 3 weeks out. A grin parted her muzzle as the thought accrued to her, at least her ship would get credit for taking out a star destroyer, that should ease the sting some. She was lowering her mug as the Chief engineer slumped in and practically collapsed in a chair. Dana whimpered looking like she had just gotten finished crawling throw the ships deep dark underbelly, the vixen thinking that uniform was so far gone it should be burned. " By the goddess I need sleep the mink cried."

The Captain just grinned and slid the pot of coffee over with a claw tip." have some liquid energy Dana, it helps, trust me."

The mink filled her mug and sighed with contentment at the first gulp. "Goddess this has been a horrible day, but the holding cells are finally finished and in only 6 hours. I swear I don't know where those bunnies get that much energy but I thought for sure it would have taken all night. Getting there collars integrated into our system was an even bigger night mare, I don't know who programmed them, but they better pray I don't meet them in a dark alley." She then took another long pull from her mug as she just slumped back in her chair.

The vixen just grinned at her chiefs antics knowing perfectly well the mink most likely enjoyed the challenge of getting the collars to work. If there was one thing she had learned about this female over there years of service together was that there was nothing that got her juices flowing like a difficult problem to wrap her mind around. There was a running joke that when the chief found a interesting problem she instantly went into door stop protocols, because nothing ells mattered until she found the solution. With that happy thought the vixen just smiled and finished her coffee with a wide yawn, " well for me it is time for a bath and some snuggle time with my kitten. I swear anyone that wakes us up for anything short of a core breach or an all out attack, will spend the rest of the trip home cleaning your cabin."

This earned a pink tongue from the mink and a lop sided grin " Hay my cabin is not that bad, I cleaned it just a few days ago." Then the mink grinned and leaned over, kissing the captain's cheek "awww, if your going to bed with that mean old cat does that mean I don't get to tie you up and do bad, bad things to you tonight." She loved teasing her Captain, she knew perfectly well the vixen had the sex drive of a door stop and was faithful to the feline first officer, but it was always fun to see just how much she could get away with."

The Captain as always took the teasing in stride, a evil grin forming on her muzzle as she responded "Well you naughty girl, I am way to tired for that kind of play tonight, but we have a hole cargo bay full of passengers why not go play with one of them.

The Mink flattened her ears and pulled away slowly as she took another pull from her coffee, true It would not be the first human she was intimate with. In the few years things had been good between the humans and Anthro alliance she had taken one or two of them as lovers, but they never really did it for her. There where Anthro slaves as well of course but there was a reason she went lesbian, males just could not satisfy her no matter how good thy where in bed. Setting her mug down she sighed softly "I might have considered that, but I saw them wile setting up the power units on the holding cells, they are all male. Heck they are not even trained, the black rock was taking them to one of the training Academies on Anthro prime."

"So" the vixen replied, teasing the mink more. "It is not like you have to form a formal mateship with the male, just a night of fun. " The captain grinned at the minks expression, her ears wiggling seductively " On that note it is time for me to hit the sheets, I have a warm kitty weighting for me." She finished her coffee and quickly headed off before Dana could reply, her tail dragging on the floor to show just how tired she really was.

The Chief had something to eat and relaxed for a little wile, the Captain had been joking of course, she knew that, but still.. It was only one night and most likely it was going to be her only chance to blow off some stress before all the work of fixing the ship. She pondered it for a wile longer as she finished her dinner, how long had it been since she had a male.. That wolf, no fox at that dive bar on star base 18.. 2, no 3 years ago, Had it bin that long? She just shook her head and set off for home, the dishes left on the table. Someone would clean them up, she needed sleep and a cold shower. She passed a few crew members in the hall as she made her way back to her cabin, her tail swishing back and forth as she thought of what she was going to do the next time she was home.. Heck a week, maybe two..... She could hold out, all she needed was a cold shower and some sleep. Maybe she had been thinking to hard or she had been to lost In her fantasies that when the lift opened she took a step without looking, almost running into one of her staff. Standing in front of her was a fox and a very pretty young wolf kissing, Both females snapping to attention at the sight of the officer standing there and gaping at them.

They both apologized for there public display of affection and stepped out of the lift, quickly heading down the hall with flattened ears and dropped tails. All she could think as she stepped into the lift and was assaulted by the pairs scents was dear Goddess they are both in heat. Normally the mating scent of other races did not affect her so strongly, but it was so thick in the lift that all she could think was " There both going right back to there cabin to yiff like bunnies and I wish I could join them." The mink just thumped her head on the wall as she called out her destination, the canine mating pheromones hitting her nose like a sludge hammer, "Computer, deck 2, section 7." Dana softly whimpered as the lift sped on its way, the scent of both females causing there intended reaction in the minks body "cold shower, sleep, cold shower, sleep .... aww screw it, I can go look at least." With a sigh of defeat she called out her new destination just as one of her paws slipped under her uniform top to tease one of her nipples " Computer, deck 7, cargo bay3."

Not 20 minutes later found the mink standing out side the cargo bay doors holding her repair kit as a cover wile she tried to work up the nerve to enter. It is not like she really needed it, none of the crew were likely to question her taking a slave back to her cabin for the night. What she did not want was for the slaves to think she was there looking for a bed mate, it would be an embarrassment she did not need and it would make her look weak to them. She had learned along time ago that when dealing with slaves she had to present a strong hand if she wanted them to obey. When she finally worked up the nerve to enter she found the cargo bay totally transformed from the last time she was here, all of the slaves had been placed into cells that where formed into 4 neat looking rows, non-lethal blue force fields holding them safely contained. Her staff had done a very good job with this, all of the cells where arranged so that just 3 guards could cover them all and in a pinch a guard at either end could set up a perfect cross fire. She made a mental note to tell her staff what a good job they did as she started walking up and down the rows holding out her scanner, as if looking for some mystery problem. As she walked up and down the rows waving her scanner around she looked over the slaves starting with the Anthros, fat ones, thin ones, young and old, most of them in restraints or gagged. These where the ones that where most likely the fighters or the trouble makers, most of them giving her extremely dirty looks or spitting curses as she passed.

Not finding a slave she found remotely attractive, or that she thought she would survive a night with she moved on to the human section without much difference. Many of them where giving her even dirtier looks then the Anthros, a few of the gagged ones even making hand gestures she could only guess where meant to be insulting. Without the pheromones spurring her on the mink was lousing interest very quickly, this group where prisoners after all and given a choice most of them would likely brake her neck, or stick a knife in her back the second she removed there bindings. She was about to give up and head on back to her cabin, this was hopeless and all the dirty looks had pretty much killed off her desires, but just before she reached the door something odd caught her attention. In one of the cells was a lone human leaning agents the back wall with his knees to his chest and his arms curled around them. This was very odd given the shortage of space, in every other cell it was 5 or 6 slaves together, but somehow this human got a single cell all to himself.

Out of curiosity if nothing ells she wondered over to him, this was the curse of her analytical mind, she would need to find the answer to this puzzle or it would bother her for the rest of the night. The human was young, in his late teens to early 20's if she was right, given the normal Anthro life span was 275 to 300 years judging humans ages was kind of difficult for someone that did not have regular contact with them. The human was thin, but had a look about him that told the mink he worked hard. Not a gym chiseled body, but one for lack of a better description looked as if he just did not eat enough.

Instantly the slave moved to his knees and lowered his head when he noticed the mink looking at him, an action that took her by surprise given she was told this was a group of untrained slaves. Very softly, barely loud enough to be herd the slave whispered " good evening, Mistress."

Once again taken by surprise it took the mink a moment to respond, a gentle smile parting her lips as she drew a breath and spoke in a commanding tone "Slave, I am curios, why are you in this cell alone?"

As soon as she said the word slave the boy moved back to the wall and lowered his head more, a fearful tremble starting over his body. Slowly his hands moved under his knees, a small movement into a position she remembered a trained slave was taught for punishment, meant to prevent them from shielding themselves from there owners hands. His reply came in a meek and timid voice, just loud enough to be heard over the hum of the force field "I do not know, Mistress, The guards told me to weight here."

Wile it was shocking the boy had addressed her with proper respect from the very start, it was even more disconcerting that he seamed to be fearful of her. She was just opening her muzzle to speak again when one of the humans in the next cell Shouted "Fucking coward you going to kiss this animals ass to?, don't kneel to that thing, be a man and tell that bitch to go to hell." She looked at the fat bald human, he returning her gaze with one finger extended. "You herd me bitch, lower this force field and I will show you just who is the superior species here."

Dana just grinned, this human had no clue who he was insulting. A quick look to the number over there holding cell told her all she needed to know to put this human in his place. "Computer, 3 second punishment, all slaves in holding cell number 27." As soon as she finished speaking all 5 humans in the cell fell to the ground screaming as the collar hit them with a 10,000 volt charge. The mink knew perfectly well the other slaves in the cell would teach him to keep his mouth shut once they recovered, why waste time punishing a slave when you can make others do it for you.

She then turned her head back to the first human she had been addressing, the boy now cowering in the rear of his cell. The other humans in the surrounding cells started to yell at him, directing all there insults to him, not the mink that would punish them for it. " Animal lover, fucking coward," and other insults all bleeding together into a deafening sound until the auto punishment system gave the loudest of them hard shocks to silence them. Her attention then turned back to the slave before her only to see him shaking and tears running down his cheeks. Her heart went out to him, she felt pity at seeing his tears dripping on the deck, she had caused the others to turn on him, and all he had done was show her proper respect.

Mink warmly smiled down to the cowering human and felt such pity for this little thing, he seamed completely harmless. If she left now the others would surely set in on him again, perhaps even worse given they where already punished for it. She looked to see the number on his cell then called out "Computer, lower the force field of cell 28."

As the blue energy field dissolved the boy started cowering even more, the human lowering himself to the floor as he pleaded " Please Mistress, please I'm sorry, please don't hurt me."

Her heart felt another pang of pity for this boy as she reached down, her soft paw running over the top of his head. She spoke very softly, a new gentleness in her voice " rise and fallow me boy, obey me and I promise you will not be harmed." The boy seamed to relax at her touch and quickly obeyed her, rising to his feet and fallowing her to the cargo bay doors. When she stopped at the door he instantly dropped to his knees again, his eyes kipped to the floor. It only took a few seconds for the security door to verify she was authorized and open, the mink then quickly stepping out into the corridor. Not Feeling the boy right behind her she turned, her eyes falling on the slave still kneeling just inside the door. She smiled, he was weighting for permission to exit, how cute. "COME" she announced in a voice that sent a shiver down the boys spine.

The boy whimpered and shuffled for a second, then settled back on his knees, a very gentle whisper coming from him with his head down "Permission to speak, Mistress?"

This surprised her again, after seeing his reaction in the cell she felt she would not have to command this one twice. She looked down at him, maybe she had misjudged this slave and he would be more trouble then he was worth. She was thinking about putting him back when she noticed he was shaking again, that pang of pity returning to her heart. The least she could do was allow him to explain himself before being that harsh with him, perhaps he had a good reason for not obeying right away. With a small sigh she replied "You may speak slave."

The boy drew a small breath, his reply coming in barely a whisper, the fear in his voice clear as he spoke. "The guards told me if any slave crosses this doorway without a leash and shackles there collar would kill them, Mistress."

Dana could have been knocked over by a feather as she felt so foolish, here she was about to return the slave to his cell for not obeying her and if he had she would have killed him in her eagerness to get away from the other humans. This was something she should have remembered, she was the one who had programmed the protocol he was talking. True the guards had exaggerated the effect to the slaves, leaving the cargo bay would not have killed them instantly, just incased them in a lethal force field, but he had no way of knowing that. With a small smile she stepped back throw the door and softly traced one of her fingers over his cheek as she spoke " why you are correct child, I apologize for forgetting that. Lets get you properly attired so we can get out of here shall we?" He had just earned an upgrade from slave to child in her eyes, a small change, but it took a well trained slave to know when and how to disobey and order wile still remaining respectful. Honestly she did not want to cast him in the same light as the other slaves in there cages, he was far to well behaved and respectful for that.

Still smiling the mink turned around to fetch a leash and set of shackles from the wall, Dana having to stretch to reach the former. She made a mental note to ask why they had been placed so high as she pulled the leash free, it was just poor planning she thought. It was a good thing it took her so long to retrieve them, if not she would have seen the look of pure shock on the boys face. In all his life he had never had an owner turn there back on him so casually, all he could think was this Mistress must not understand the danger of exposing herself to a slave that could use the opportunity to hurt her. Wile he himself would never dare lift a hand to his betters, another slave could have used that chance to harm or kill her, all of this flashed throw his mind in mere seconds and faded away just as quickly. When she had finally gotten the equipment from the wall she turned back to the boy only to find him already on his knees, his chest pressed to the floor and arms lifted up behind him.

The mink could not help but smile to herself, from the few slaves she had known in her life she knew this is how they where trained to make it easier for there owners to shackle them. As she locked the cuffs in place all she could think was this boy must have been well trained, why was he in a shipment of raw, untamed slaves? As she stepped back the boy automatically lifted up on his knees and tilted his head back and to the left for her to attach the leash without even being told, another sign of his expert training. The mink mentally giggled as she clipped the leash in place, the thought crossing her mind that he has been very well trained indeed, he is going to fetch a high price at auction. As soon as the leash was clipped in place the boys collar beeped 3 times and the red restriction light turned green, this telling the mink that it was now safe to remove him from the cargo bay. "Ok boy, to your feet and fallow me." The slave obeyed without question this time, quickly lifting to his feet and fallowing behind the mink with his head lowered and eyes cast to the floor. The walk back to the lift was quick, no other crew passing them in the hall ways.

This time thankfully the lift was empty when the doors opened, the boy dropping to his knees before it even closed. Dana smiled and called out "Deck 2, section 7" with her hand coming to rest on the top of the boys head in a gentle petting action as the doors closed. She could feel a small shiver from him at her touch, the tremble so soft it was hard for her to tell if it was out of fear or enjoyment. It was very little time before the mink was standing at her door, at this time of night most of the crew was fast asleep, the mink only having passed one in the corridor and receiving a knowing smile from her. She keyed in her code and stepped in, the boy entering and keeping just fair enough back to be respectful as he kneeled just to the side of the door and out of the way.

Once in side the Mink Mistress traced a single finger over the boys cheek, this being his signal to tilt his head back and to the left for her to remove the leash, but before he could lower himself to the ground for the shackles she walked away with his hands still bound behind him. The female gracefully took a seat at her desk to review the collar functions on her terminal, she needed to make sure how the protection mode worked as she had not used it in quite some time. The hole time she studied the commands the boy did not move from the spot she had left him in, again he impressed her with how well behaved he was.

After a little wile the mink smiled softly and said "Ok" as she rose to her feet. " Computer, Black rock slave collar 211, service protection mode, setting 5." Instantly the computer gave its compliance tones and the boys collar beeped three times in response as his shackles released, falling to the floor. Unsure what to do, the slave did not move from the spot she had left him in. All he knew was the female had done something with his collar and he was scared if he moved it might hurt him. Seeing the boy's uncertainty Dana walked over to him and gently ran her paw over his cheek, Again this causing him to shiver slightly. In a soft and caring tone this time she asked with a smile on her face and still petting him "Boy I would like to know your name, I don't want to just call you slave all night."

The boy did not reply right away, as if he was thinking. Just as she was going to ask again he spoke, in a soft and tender whisper with a noticeable longing in his voice. " My owner told me I have no name, Mistress."

For the fifth time that night she felt a pang of pity for this little one, it must be horrible not having a name or the sense of identity that came with it. She moved her paw to one of his ears, her soft claws running over the back of it as she spoke. "Will I am not just going to call you slave all night, so until your next owner gives you a name, I will call you nova. Yes nova will do nicely, I always liked that name."

The boy shivered again at the claws on the back of his ear, it tickling him and forcing him to fight to hold in a giggle as he whispered "Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress. " Seeing the smile forming on the slaves face Dana gently pulled her paw away, idly hoping that giving him a name aloud him some small level of happiness. As she walked over to her couch she gently spoke in a commanding but playful tone "Come with me, nova." The boy quickly fallowed her, his eyes transfix by her long fluffy tail, the golden blond ocean of fur waving slowly side to side as she walked. Dana took a graceful seat on her couch, her legs crossing as her tail curled around herself. She opened her mouth to ask the boy to sit with her, it dieing on her lips as he automatically kneeled at her feet. She smiled and asked him in a gentle purr "Nova, do you know why you are in my cabin tonight?"

The boy lowered his eyes as if thinking, he had his suspicions but truthfully he did not know for sure and did not want to risk offending this kind lady by guessing incorrectly. He had seen her anger in the cargo bay and it had left a lingering feeling of fear in him. Taking the safest option he lowered his eyes to the floor and softly whispered "No, Mistress I do not."

She thought for a second about telling the boy of the sexual needs that had driven her to the cargo bay, but after seeing the other slaves and there behavior it had died down to a more manageable level so she felt there was no need to bring it up with him. She smiled and just ran her claws throw the boys hair, feeling it would be better to just have him as a companion for the night, not a bed mate. "Will I have had a very hard day and would like some company, just someone to talk to and help me relax." she informed him, her smile still warm and tender.

The boys reply surprised her yet again, as he lightly whispered a request "Mistress, may I have permission to massage your feet?" Once she told him she wished for his help to relax he knew instantly this was the best way to do that, it having been the most affective method he knew to achieve total relaxation with all of his former owners.

A soft grin parted her muzzle, that sounding like heaven and making the mink wished she had thought of it sooner. With a light chuckle she nodded "Yes you may, but be warned, your collar has been set to punish you very harshly if you hurt me in any way, Do you understand boy?"

The boy swallowed, a soft shiver running down his spine, harming her was unthinkable to him, but the thought of his collar hurting him still sparked fear deep inside him." Yes I understand, Mistress" was his reply as he lifted her foot. He could not help but think it was odd she had no shoes on, but he guessed onboard the ship there was very little need for them. It took him minutes of exploring her foot to understand the design, she had thick pads on the bottom and he could feel retractable claws in her toes, a far departure from what he was used to. He softly cupped the palm of one hand around the ball of her foot, the other one taking hold of the arch. His fingers moved in a tight circle on the back of her ankle, the other hand massaging between each pad on the bottom. Now that he felt it he could understand, most furries would surely find shoes very uncomfortable. The mink leaned back on her couch, a soft churr coming from her lips as warmth spared thro her body, dear goddess after being on her feet all day this felt so good. The boy was expertly working her foot, being just hard enough to turn her foot into warm butter, but at the same time, soft enough not to cause her pain. She looked down to him, a smile on his lips as he tended to her. She knew in that very second this was a very well trained, and natural slave. Her pleasure in his actions was the best reward she could give him. " Very good Nova, this is very pleasing." As his fingers pressed into the arch of her foot, she could feel her body reacting, the boy was working her pressure points, another sign of expert training. It took real talent to feel out the numerous pressure points in the foot and know how to use them to provide the utmost pleasure.

She looked down to the boy, she had been told this was a shipment of untrained, undisciplined slaves, but she could tell by his manner and actions he had been expertly trained many years ago. Maybe he belonged to one of the ships crew, a personal slave for the long voyages? Or Perhaps he was being shipped from one owner to another. Again the curse of her curiosity got the best of her and she just had to ask. "Sweet boy, I must know, I was told you are part of a shipment of new, untrained slaves put I can tell that's just not the case with you, do you belong to one of the black rock's crew?" She could feel the boys grip tighten on her foot for a moment, then return to it's gentle massage.

"No, Mistress, I was born a slave" was his simple reply. As if perfectly timed one hand moved up and began to massage the back of her calf. Her leg was starting to feel like warm honey as the boys fingers moved between her toes, sending a small shiver up her spine. He carefully set her foot down and switched to the other, this time seaming to concentrate his actions on the bottom between her pads.

After a little wile she looked down to see this skillful little human working so hard to please her, his answer to her question turning over and over in her mind. Like a cat with a wounded bird she just could not let it go, true they had been at war with his people for a little over 30 years now, but given his scent and the way he was exploring the bottom of her foot she could tell it was the first time he had done this for an Anthro. That and the fact that Anthro's did not believe in generational slaves, any offspring of a human prisoner held as a slave would have been returned to the human authorities or if that was not an option they would have been send to a neutral colony world. Also the law did not allow any Anthro under the age of 25 or any human under the Equivalent age of 16 to be held as slaves meant it would have been very rare if not impossible for him to be raised as a slave anywhere in the Anthro alliance.

Choosing her words very carefully she looked down to the human, her tongue darting over her lips as she asked "Nova, I am a little confused about your answer to my last question, the Anthro alliance does not keep children as slaves and It is my understanding that humans do not keep slaves at all, so can you explain to me how it is you where born a slave?" The boy was silent for a little wile and she could see his eyes misting over, his skillful ministrations not faltering. Seeing he was having trouble coming up with an answer she was about to ask him again just as he pressed one of his fingers into a very special pressure point, this releasing a large dose of endorphins throw the Minks tired body.

She was drifting on a cloud of endorphins when the boy spoke again, her tiredness from earlier in the night suddenly reasserting itself as he answered " I do not know of such things, Mistress. All I know is that i was born to a collar and raised as a slave and until I was captured a few months ago I have never even seen an Anthro before, Mistress." A single tear ran down the boys cheek as he answered with a look of profound sadness on his face.

This was a bit of a shock to the mink, one of the reasons for the war was the humans attempt to "free" slaves in the Anthro alliance. The humans having clamed slavery was morally reprehensible and a sign of a savage society used this as justification to start attacking ships and planets in there effort to end the slave state. She looked down at this boy with a quirked eyebrow, either he was lying, or there was much more to his story then appeared. "I don't understand boy, if slavery is against the law on your world how is it you where raised and trained as one." She felt so tired all the sudden, but her curiosity was peeked and she knew she would never get to sleep until she solved this puzzle.

The boy's answer was one Dana could never have expected and it was something that killed her interest in this subject in a flash. His hands had just gotten to the back of her calf when he whispered " My first owner told me my mother sold me to him to repay a debt, Mistress." She looked down to the slave in total shock, feeling such anger washing over her for a mother that could do that to her own child. It was then she chose to stop asking him questions, the toll they where taking on him was clear and she had just learned far more about him then she ever wanted to know. The mink made a mental note to inform the captain about this slave in the morning, perhaps command could find this information useful in somehow embarrassing the human leadership. With a soft sigh she carefully pulled her leg free of his gentle hands, both of them feeling like warm butter form his skillful ministrations, it was time for bed and there was only one purrr-fact way she could think of to bring this horrible day to a close. It had been forever since she had a full body massage and if this boy knew how, she was not about to pass up the chance given the exhalent job he had just done on her feet. With a soft grin and one of her fingers tracing over his cheek she asked "tell me Nova, you did such a good job on my feet do you think you can do as good a job on my back?"

The boy gave a nod, his lips parting in a small smile as he whispered "It is my joy to serve, Mistress." Just the answer she expected from this natural slave, his soft smile telling her that he would enjoy giving her a massage as much as she would enjoy receiving it. With a yawn and stretche the mink gracefully moving over to her bed, dropping her uniform piece by piece to the floor until she was left in just a set of pink silk panties. The boy blushed deep red at seeing the mink Mistress disrobing, there was no way he could know that it was normal for most Anthros to be naked in there homes, and Dana did not even give it a second thought as she removed her uniform in front of him. She laid down on the bed, stretching out on her belly as her tail found its home between her legs. When she did not feel the boy behind her she looked back to find him kneeling at the foot of her bed with a blush on his face and a look of uncertainty in his eyes she thought was just so adorable.

"Coming?" She purred, the slave just looked so sweet and innocent she did not want to scare him by being to harsh, the more comfortable he was the better job he would do. The boy blinked, he had been trying to find the words to ask permission before entering her bed, he had learned a very long time ago that entering an owners bed without permission was a very good way to end up in a world of pain.

"Yes, Mistress" he answered very softly as he knelt on the bed just close enough to touch her wile being very careful not to get to close as he reached over and took hold of her shoulders. The last thing he wanted was for her to feel threatened as his fingers started running throw her long, soft fur. He slowly and gently began to roll her shoulders, this earning him a barely audible moan from the mink as her ears splayed to the sides, the tension of the day just melting away. To the slaves surprise he could not feel her muscles when he pressed his thumbs into her shoulder blades, her fur was so thick he had to press harder to get down to her skin. He made a mental note of this for the next time he was ask to give a massage. Once he discovered the right level of force to use the first thing he noticed was her muscles where all bunched up and tense, with knots all over her back. He knew from years of training that this was a sign of stress and it left him wondering about her job on the ship. What ever she did it must be hard, he had not felt someone this tense in quite some time. As he slowly broke up the knots he was once again amazed at the thickness of her fur, it was very soft and his hands almost disappeared into it. With his hands moving slowly down to her lower back to seek out each pressure point he had learned in all his years of training he discovered just how strong this female must be, hidden under her thick ocean of fur was well toned and powerful muscles. He was left to wonder if her species was just naturally this strong or if she spent a lot of time working out to build this well toned and powerful body.

He stayed in that spot for a long wile with his hands moving up and down her back, his fingers gently applying pressure to make her tense muscles melt. He could not help but marvel at how beautiful this female was, she felt so soft and except for her tail and head, her body was just like the humans he had preformed this service for so many times. Thinking back he had always been told such bad things about Anthros, but now sitting here and gently massaging this lady he could not see what his former owners where talking about. This woman was kind, gentle and had a warmth about her that just made him wont to make her happy. It had been a very long time since anyone had treated him this kindly and allowed him to serve in the way that filled his heart with joy. He was just wishing there was someway he could repay her for her kindness when a sound from her startled him, was she ... purring??

Wile the boy used his magic touch over her back, Dana just floated into a dream like state. This was the best she had felt in ages, the mink wishing she could stay like this forever. With out realizing it she began to churr, tail moving slowly side to side, a very natural reaction to the pleasure filling her body. She had not counted on just how good this would feel, the need that had driven her to seek out a bed mate in the first place then died down now started to flare up again without her even realizing it.

Nova found himself totally transfixed by his Mistress of the night's tail, the golden blond ocean of fur moving side to side totally fascinating him. He watched the way her muscles worked, each time her tail moved he could see the fur and skin in her lower back pulling and flexing. His fingers drifted down to massage the sides of it, the boy wanted to understand how it worked and feeling it was the best way to do that. Not having had contact with Anthro's before he had no idea the effect this had, all he knew is this got a sound of pleasure from his Mistress and it gave him joy that he had pleased her.

Dana's eyes shot wide open when the slaves fingers found the base of her tail, it taking everything she had not to whimper from the contact. This boy had just found one of her most sensitive spots, the one that always put her in the mood whenever a lover touched it. That's when she realized the burning need that had been slowly building in her loins, did this boy have any idea what he was doing to her, or had he just found it by mistake? She started breathing hard, she had to stop him before she lost all control, she had to find the breath to order him to move off that spot before she was begging him to take her. Focusing all her will power the only thing the mink was able to get out throw her clouded mind was a breathless and needful "Lower."

Thinking nothing more of it then his Mistress for the night was pleased with his Massage and wanted more, he obeyed and moved his hands down to just below her tail. He found the cluster of muscles there very tight, he having to press a little harder to break then up. With his Attention focused on her tail as it moved, he did not notice her ears jumping or her rapid pants, if he had he surely would have stopped to see if she was ok or if he was hurting her.

If his hands on the base of her tail had aroused her, them finding the underside of it almost maid her mind snap. She felt the warmth between her legs as the boys hands griped her tail root, massaging it ever so tenderly. She whispered a silent prayer to the Goddess for the strength for just one more word, just one more command to save her sanity. With a soft gasp her head fell back to the bed, the desperately needed influx of air allowing her to whisper "Lower, please." This time the boy herd the breathlessness in her voice and feared she did not want him to touch her there, his hand quickly slipping down to just under her butt. He smiled as her tail started moving more quickly side to side, having only seen this in household pets, he hoped the reaction meant the same thing and she was enjoying his attentions.

Dana breathed a sigh of relief now that the slave's hands had moved off her tail and she could think again. She had come with in inches of screaming for him to take her, and now she could feel the wetness between her legs working it's way up her belly fur. All she could think was by the Goddess who ever buys this slave has no idea what they are in for, the skill of his hands bordered on lethal. She just let him work on the backs of her thighs for a wile as the burning needs that had threatened to overwhelm her slowly faded back to a dull roar. She thought again about what she had gotten him for, maybe he would make a good bed mate after all, with the skill of his hands he surely must know more about love making then she had given him credit for. She decided to test his reactions and feel him out, maybe if he reacted well she would just give in and let him complete her pleasure. " Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, nova you have expert hands, you have to have been doing this for years to give this much pleasure from just a massage."

The boy swallowed softly, his heart beaming with pride at her prays as he whispered "Thank you, Mistress. It is my joy to serve."

Slowly Dana parted her legs and stretched out more, her arms moving to prop up her head as she closed her eyes and just soaked up the pleasure of her slaves skillful attentions. "Lower" The mink commanded, but something in her voice sounded more like a request then an order this time. The boy swallowed softly and shifted his position, his hands moving down the backs of her thighs. The muscles here where very tight, it confirming in his mind that this woman must indeed work out often to keep then so toned he thought, she has runners legs. That odd sound she had been making before had returned, but this time it was even stronger, a vibration from deep within her body. He looked up to her, the Mistress looking as if she was asleep to him. If not for her sounds of pleasure he would think she had drifted off to his attentions, the boys heart just totally overflowing with pride at having pleased his Mistress of the night so much.

After what seamed like hours of silent enjoyment the mink Mistress slowly opened her eyes and sighed, this boy had provided her with so much pleasure just using his hands and now the fire in her belly had built up to a raging inferno, It passing throw every inch of her, so hot she could feel it in the roots of her fur. With her body so primed it was tingling Dana decided just to go for it, the boy had been so tender and skillful to this point she honestly wanted to see what ells he was capable of. With a small grin she rolled onto her back, her next request coming in a small whisper " Nova I think you have spent enough time on my back, Please get the front now. "

"Yes, Mist....." The slave started, his words catching in his throat as he blinked. Before he could look away she was already on her back, the slave just not able to stop himself from drinking in the sight of her nearly nude and prone body. The front of her panties and the fur on her thighs and belly was soaking wet, she had obviously been enjoying the massage far more then he had realized. Her breasts coming into his view made him turn a deep shade of red over his face and chest, his eyes quickly dropping in the hope she had not seen him looking. This woman was even more beautiful then he could have imagined, her breast where just so well proportioned to her body and the proud nipples standing erect on top of them looked as if they where begging for attention. Very slowly the slave extended his hands to her breasts in hopes that is what she was asking for, but stopped, both his hands trembling softly as his blush deepened. Very slowly he looked up to her as if silently begging for permission, his hands hovering a few inches over her breasts until he was sure this is what she wanted him to do.

The Mink seeing his reaction smiled, she knew he wanted to please her but his training had stopped him before he could touch her. She was impressed yet again with him, he was trained not to knowingly touch her intimately without her permission. She could not help but grin, she thought this was just so sweet and adorable. At this point any other male would have just jumped on her but this boy did not want to risk disrespecting her, why cant all males be like this she silently thought to herself. With a reassuring smile she looked up to him and whispered, " It's ok boy, I want you to massage my breasts, you have permission to touch them."

At her gently whispered words the boy visibly relaxed, her permission being what he needed to continue pleasing her. He timidly reached out and took both her breasts in his hands, his fingers curling around them so softly and tenderly she could barely feel it. It struck him how perfect her breast where, Thy where the same shape and felt the same as others he had seen. In fact they where even softer, the velvety smooth fur just enough to protect them but not hide them. Now he was no stranger to sex, many of his owners had used him in that way, but this woman, this lady in fur, is that what she wanted? Should he risk her anger if physical pleasure was not what she expected from him. He looked up to her face just as she moaned, a look of pleasure and contentment on it. He lowered his eyes back to her breasts and all he could think of was her nipples, both of them poking proudly into the air. He decided to take a chance, she seamed to be very happy with him to this point. He knew If this was not what she wanted he would find out very quickly as he leaned down, kissing one of her nipples very tenderly.

Dana instantly drew a sharp breath at the contact, this is what she was hoping for, the boys lips on her nipple felt like fire and sent waves of pleasure throw her. Maybe it was just because she had gone so long between lovers or maybe this slave was just that good, but all the mink could think was If every male spent this much time in foreplay she would never have gone to females.

The boy looked up, hoping that her gasp was one of pleasure and he had not gone to far. As soon as his lips left her nipple she gripped the sheets and whimpered "Dear Goddess nova don't you dare stop." This nova took as a firm order, his Mistress had commanded him to continue providing her with pleasure and he was not about to disappoint her now. Quickly his lips returned to her nipple, the boy kissing it softly and tenderly as his lips parted around the ridged mound of flesh, sucking her hole areola into his warm wet mouth with his tongue lashing side to side over it. His hands as he was taught a long time ago, never stopped moving, the fingers on his right hand parting, allowing then to draw slowly up and down her silkily smooth belly as the other hand massaged her other breast flicking the nipple and pinching it in the way he had learned throw experience most females enjoyed. This Mistress seamed to be no exception, the act of sucking on one nipple wile pinching the other causing a loud moan of approval from her. Her sound of pleasure only encouraging the boy to give her more and more pleasure, his teeth closing around the nipple in its warm wet prison, tugging on it softly.

Wile teasing her belly his right hand ran down throw the wet fur, from the bottoms of her breasts down to her now soaked panties, he just kept up the stroking and suckling on her breasts until his Mistress was ready for more. It turned out he would not have to weight long, her hand taking a firm grip on his hair as she softly pushed his head down in a silent command of desire, one he knew better then to disobey. With one final hard suck to her nipple, one that he knew would most likely leave a passion mark, he pulled off with an audible pop.

Dana so lost in her passion hissed down at the boy with her eyes closed "Lower," a command the slave was beginning to believe was all she was able to say. He eagerly complied once her nipple was free, his tongue pressing between her breasts to begin the long journey down to its final destination. It had been so long since he was allowed to bring a Mistress pleasure like this and even in his wildest dreams he did not believe he would be allowed to go even this far with a lady this beautiful. With her total fulfillment now on his mind he started kissing down the front of her body, his lips and tongue passing very slowly over the damp fur. He made sure she would feel each one as he moved agonizingly slowly down her body, this is a skill his trainers had drilled into him, the art of teasing a woman to extend her pleasure. He knew from years of experience the longer she had to weight, the more her pleasure would be, or at least that is what the women he had done this to before had told him.

He did his very best to drag it out, kissing extremely slow down her belly, the teast of her arousal meeting his lips with each kiss. His kisses stopped at the top rim of her panties, the very last protection to a woman's treasure. This his trainer had told him over and over would never be touched unless explicit permission was given, but with all rules there are exceptions for a skilled lover. This cardinal rule he knew exactly how to bend, without braking. He used his nose, his cold wet nose, brushing it over the top of the wet silk panties. A long sharp gasp from the mink told him he had struck true, warmth from each breath reaching her delicate furless peddles throw the thin, almost non existent protection. He traced the tip of his nose over the tiny bump of her engorged clit, then down along the line of her lips. He had not touched her treasure directly, but with the silk being so wet by her juices it did not really matter.

Dana could not believe the feelings racking her body, this human, This slave, this male had her hanging on the edge of a long over due climax and he had not even removed her panties yet. She moaned uncontrollably, a breathless prayer on her lips to the goddess for just one breath throw her ragged gasps and desperate pants to command...no, beg... beg the slave to rip her panties off and finish her. Her mind was teetering on the edge, as was her climax, the silk of her panties letting just enough feeling throw to keep her there with a desperate need to sate the burning in her loins, but not push her over. In this moment she would do anything to stop the over whelming fire, the flood of sensations that clouded her mind and left her to the tender mercies of this slave. As in all things the Goddess answered her prayer in a most unexpected way when the slave spoke, his lips leaving her treasure just long enough to whisper "Mistress, this slave begs permission to remove your panties and give you a long, deep kiss."

The momentary brake in contact allowed the tortured mink just enough control back to speak, a deep needful gasp as she begged "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS."

The Desperation of his Mistress reply was all the permission he needed, he had teased her long enough and it was now time to complete her pleasure. His fingers that had been tracing over her thighs gently grip the edges of her panties, pulling them slowly down her legs. His lips ever so slowly moved in, a deeply exhaled breath meeting her nether lips just before he made contact in a long, passionate kiss. With her panties now out of the way he moved his arms under her legs, lifting them up and around his head as his kiss deepened, his soft tongue witch he had been holding to this point now setting to work with a long, slow burning hot lick to her clit. This was it, the extra stimulation she needed to be thrown into one of the most powerful climax's of her life. She screamed, a throat ripping scream of pleasure that filled the room and as she would be told later people could hear from 2 decks away.

Feeling her body jerk the boy knew exactly what was coming and was ready for her. His tongue dipped deep into her, filling her, just as she exploded into his mouth. Her shaking legs locked around his head as her back arched, blocking her scream of pleasure from his ears as she trapped him in the warm confinement of her womanhood. The slave did not need to hear her cry of release, the rich warmth flooding his mouth told him he had hit the mark perfectly. He sealed his lips around her treasure, suckling in time with each clench of her walls. His tongue was being grip as her body convulsed, the spasms of her passage trying desperately to pull it deeper. The slave used this, flicking his tongue up to find the little ruff patch of skin deep inside her he knew would be the key to her final and ultimate pleasure.

She could no longer hear with her own heart thumping in her ears, She could no longer see with her eyes blinded by the power of her climax, all she could do was feel, feel the heat draining from her loins and the motion of the wet tongue moving around inside her. She had just started to think " Dear Goddess it had been so long, how could she have gone this long with out.........."

And just then her mind snapped when she felt his tongue flick over her G spot and clit together. As if some magic combination to her body had just been unlocked she was thrown screaming into a second climax.. Her scream cutting short as darkness took her. Her mind unable to handle the overload of sensations, she passed into the deepest of sleeps falling limp on the bed.

The boy, unsure at first what had happened looked up to the Mistress only to find her prone on the bed and not moving. He allowed himself a prideful smile, his training had not dulled since the last time he had preformed this service, his skills seaming to be as sharp as ever. He with one last task to perform licked the last traces of his Mistresses pleasure from her dripping folds and slipped off the bed, pulling the covers over her exposed body. He fought off the impulse to give her a good night kiss, it would be wrong without her consent and he had done to good a job to ask for permission now. He looked at the beautiful mink as she lay fast asleep and as badly as he wished to hold her, he knew a Mistress's bed was to be respected. He looked back to the door where his shackles lay and wondered if he should bind himself for her, but not knowing for sure what she had done to his collar that might very well get him punished. He decided it would be safest to just curl up at the foot of her bed, his eyes closing tight to a weight the morning and perhaps a second round with his Mistress of the night.

More to come.