Enslaved by the Alien Dragon by Stella Cassy

Author:Stella Cassy [Cassy, Stella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-09T16:00:00+00:00

15

Yvette

I was in the kitchens trying very hard to concentrate on the work I needed to finish. The kitchen and the scullery were a mess and Gormit was beside himself. Now that the ship was cruising relatively smoothly, we could start work around the ship once more. Gormit had been tasked with making dinner for the commanders and the kitchen was full of his Vence helpers.

As usual, I was the only one who had been designated to the scullery, but I barely cared about that. Work I could tackle alone, but the voices in my head… not so much.

After what Ranel and I had shared in the control room only a few hours before, it was hard for me to get myself back in the headspace of a slave. But of course, the harsh reality was that I had never stopped being one. Being with Ranel in that way had changed nothing. The collar was still tight and heavy around my neck.

I took a deep breath as I paused over the sink. Now that I was back in the dark confines of the scullery by myself it felt like I had dreamt the whole thing.

I tried to remember that first kiss again. It had been urgent and fevered, as though Ranel had been unable to stop himself. I wondered if he had struggled with the idea of being with someone like me, just as I had struggled against the thought of being with him. He had fucked me passionately, but I could tell between the tangled knots of our breaths that he had not planned this, nor had he seen it coming.

Shortly after we had been forced to dress and release the lock of the control room, so there had been no opportunity to talk about what had just happened. A part of me was worried. What if we never spoke about it? What if Ranel brushed it to the side and pretended like it had never happened? The nagging fear crept into my head and refused to allow me a moment’s peace.

The joining door between the kitchen and the scullery slid open and a hoity looking Vence stepped in with her hands full of used pots and pans. She moved quickly to the second sink and dumped the lot of them into it. She barely glanced at me as she clicked her way back into the kitchen. A moment later, the door slid shut and I was alone again in the shadows.

I sighed with frustration as I turned to the new mountain of washing I needed to get done. I tried to organize the dishes in the second sink to make room for washing and in the process of separating the smaller dishes from the larger ones, I knocked over a small pot. It dropped to the floor with a small crash and I uttered a silent prayer that no one from the kitchen could hear it. I had broken enough things and I was already skating on thin ice with Gormit.

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