(Apple Blossom Ranch, Carceri VII, Imperial Prison and Slave
World, Carceri System)
The Imperial system of Justice was a simple one. Those convicted
of crimes would face one of four fates. For minor crimes, there would be prison
time, or perhaps some fine or other penalty imposed. For larger crimes,
however, there was little in the way of mercy shown. The three most common
fates were Death, Enslavement, or Exile. Death was mainly for traitors or those
who committed crimes against the state. Enslavement was useful for increasing
the work force, and keeping those with potentially useful talents around,
without the problems that led to them being enslaved in the first place. But
some prisoners were either too important to kill, or too dangerous to have
enslaved. Or they were simply insane, and no one wished to keep an insane slave
around. That always ended badly.
Those who did not fit the criteria for Death or Enslavement
were exiled to penal colonies. As one might expect, these places were
hellacious places to live, and no one in their right minds would ever move there
of their own free will.
Penal colonies could be anything from an isolated island or
island chain to a continent they could isolate from the others to an entire
planet. Carceri VII was a planet divided into two parts. The three smaller continents
were all given over to a penal colony, with no means to get between the continents
other than hand-made boats or canoes, unless one used the main continent’s
shuttles. The main continent, you see, was primarily agricultural, but boasted
what many termed ‘Slave Ranches’. Essentially, these were centers for the
breeding, raising, and training of slaves. Some of the best gladiator and
pleasure slaves came from ranches, after all. They were raised knowing nothing
but their intended role.
Of course, that isn’t to say that new blood was never added
to the Ranches. After all, if you didn’t mix the bloodlines up a bit, then you
started breeding faulty merchandise, and no one liked that. So sometimes good
specimens would be sent to the Ranch, either as a Bull or a Sow.
Now, most Slave Ranches tended to have a ‘type’. Sure, you’d
find some that tried to have a little bit of everything, but in Axel Delacroix’s
opinion that just left you spread too thin. You needed to specialize on one type,
with maybe a couple secondaries, to streamline your breeding, training, and
other facilities. What a Felisan pleasure slave and a Gauz mechanic slave and a
knelfi office slave needed for their raising and training were all different, and
if you built a brand on a certain kind of slave, then people knew where to
come. And, of course, there were plenty of Ranch owners like Delacroix who kept
in touch with eachother so they could score a bit of an ‘introduction fee’ if
they needed to direct someone to one of their friends.
Axel specialized in breeding and raising gladiators, but he
didn’t specialize as to what race he bred. Humans were some of his most popular
products. Sure, it didn’t make sense that humans would be the most popular when
humans were common throughout the Empire, but Ranch-raised human gladiators
were rare. Gauz and Ihm (at least the males) were common as dirt in the gladiator
ranches, because of their sturdy builds. Even most of the Ranch-raised human
gladiators were mostly musclebound brutes (even the women) who were about as
bright as a black hole and twice as dense.
Axel’s products were different. He sacrificed some on the
raw brute strength, because he made sure to breed for intelligence and cunning
as well as strength and endurance. You had to compromise a bit to get a good
mix, but that was easy for Axel because of his secondary types. He raised
thieves and assassins, which always were in high demand. To help with the
cunning and intelligence part, he not only found breeders that exhibited those
qualities, but he also made sure to have teachers on staff, so all his slaves
had at least basic educations (which could be tailored to fit their specific
roles later on).
One of his big sources for these breeders and teachers were
criminals who would otherwise be destined to one of the penal colonies on the
planet. Which is why he now had a Rear Admiral in the Number 4 stall, and was
reviewing the file of the newest ‘Bull’ who had been sent to him from his
contact on the processing station in orbit. Strong one, looked like he’d been
enslaved during some riots or some such on Choson Ring when the new cult guys
started making their presence known. Seems he was one of the leaders or something.
Well, might as well put him in with the Admiral and see how he did.
<Moon-Hee POV>
Rear Admiral Han Moon-Hee was less than thrilled with the
situation she found herself in. Well, that might have been a slight understatement.
The little woman from Korea was RIGHTEOUSLY PISSED. She HAD been a Rear Admiral
in the Imperial Navy until she’d had the audacity to turn down Admiral Maddox
when he offered to induct her into this weird cult the Emperor was starting. As
a Buddhist, that would have been against her beliefs.
Unfortunately, that meant she was seen as ‘politically unreliable’,
and it only took a day for transfer orders to come down, sending her to the front.
Once she was out of sight, however, the bastards ‘disappeared’ her, and slapped
a collar on her for good measure. The bastards didn’t even lie about it to her,
simply saying that she was being sent someplace to ‘consider her options’ and
that, in a few months, they would revisit her choice not to join the ‘movement’.
And that was how she ended up on this infernal ranch, stripped
naked and pumped full of fertility drugs and other things to make her more
sensitive. Today was going to be her first breeding session. She didn’t know whether
her rapist would be the Rancher, one of his hands, or a ‘Bull’, one of the male
breeders brought in just to make the new generation of slaves. They’d anticipated
how very unwilling she was, and had her strapped face-down, bent over a table,
with her legs secured apart by a bar. In other words, she was positioned so
that the asshole could just take her, no problem.
The door opened in front of her, and she saw the Rancher, Delacroix,
enter, followed by a naked man wearing a collar like hers, with an… acceptable
physique. OK, so he was built like a god sculpted him from marble, and most definitely
more ‘gifted’ than her late fiancé had been. He was a Marine, and had recently
been promoted to the Royal guards when the attack on the Imperial Palace
happened. She was just glad he wasn’t alive to see what was going to happen to
her now.
The Rancher looked at her, and said, “Well, Sow #4576, it is
time for your first breeding. I’ve got a new Bull I’m testing out with you, so
be a good girl and accommodate him.” He looked at the naked man, and said, “You
have one hour, and I expect no less than two attempts. Do well, and you’ll have
your pick of women, and an endless supply of them. Do badly, and I’ll make your
life hell. I’ll be watching the cameras.” And then he turned and left the room,
locking the door behind him.
The Bull walked around to Moon-Hee’s side of the table, running
his hand along her to check her body. Once he was behind her, she felt his
fingers rubbing between her legs, one of them sliding gently back and forth
across her clit. Despite herself, she had to stifle a moan as she began to get
wet. She hadn’t had any companionship that wasn’t battery-operated since David
had died.
When the Bull judged her to be sufficiently prepared, he
moved behind her, and she could feel him positioning himself, the tip rubbing
against her folds, before he thrust hard into her, causing her to unleash a
moan even though she hated what this man was doing to her. She tried to think
of David, of their last time together before the attack, but the Bull’s thrusts
drove that out of her mind. His hands reached under her to cup her petite B
cups, and she could feel his breath hot in her ear.
“Rear Admiral Han Moon-Hee.” The Bull whispered her name in
her ear, shocking her from making some biting comment. She opened her mouth to
say something, but a gasp was all that came out as he pinched one of her
nipples. “The name’s Mirikon. I’m sorry we had to meet like this, but this is a
rescue. Please play along while my team arranges extraction for you and the
other targets.”
Grunting softly, she whispered angrily, “Taking advantage of
this rescue attempt, aren’t you?”
“Be lying if I said there weren’t benefits, and wearing the
fake collar is interesting, but we’re being monitored, so until the team is in
position, I need to stay in character. And unfortunately, that means following
the Rancher’s orders. He’s currently in his office watching this feed. The
audio is crap, so all he can tell is that I’m whispering sweet nothings in your
ear, and you’re pissed as hell while I do it.”
“H-how do you know all that?” She shuddered as a small
orgasm ran through her, but the man kept thrusting even as she came.
“Because I’m in contact with my team. And sorry for this,
but I have to keep in character.” He stopped leaning over her now, and grabbed
her hips, before thrusting harder, and faster. Moon-Hee shook her head, denying
what was happening, until she felt him thrust hard into her once more, and felt
a warmth spreading inside her as she shuddered with another orgasm.
The man was just now pulling his softening cock out of her
poor, abused nethers when an explosion rocked the building, cutting the power, and
sending them into darkness as the lights went out in the windowless room. Without
saying a word, she could feel the man moving behind her, and felt… a blade?
Maybe a claw? Something sliced the bonds on her ankles, allowing her to close
her legs, and then the man moved around to the front of the table and freed her
wrists! Now she was just naked, pumped full of fertility drugs and
aphrodisiacs, and most certainly seeded by this man who had come to rescue her
while raping her. It was all very confusing, but if it meant getting out of
here and getting revenge on the bastards who ruined her life, then she was
willing to forgive, if not forget.
The door burst open as two women in special operations armor
stood there, weapons at the ready, lights on their suits filling the room with
a harsh white light. She turned, and saw that the man had already removed the
collar he said was a fake. One of the women nodded, to him, and handed over a
pair of bracers. “Here you are, Master. Sorry we don’t have time for you to get
into the suit armor.”
From the bracers the man pulled a set of clothes and armor suitable
for what a civilian contractor might wear, as opposed to the military-grade
suits the two women wore. He produced similar clothes for her. “Get dressed,
Admiral. We’re going to have to fight our way out of here. The situation’s
getting a little hairy, so we want to be gone before Sona and Jaynie start
needing to use the heavy weapons.” When she was dressed, he handed her a simple
heavy pistol, like an Officer would have. It felt right in my hand.
The man looked her over, and nodded. “Now, we’ll secure the other
targets on our way out. Unfortunately, you weren’t the only political prisoner
held here. But we’ll get you out of here, and to our ship. Then, I believe
Empress Merida would be quite happy if you’d come join her in kicking the hell
out of her brother’s fleets.”
Han Moon-Hee, disgraced Rear Admiral, lover of a Royal Guard
slain in an assassination of the Emperor, smiled wickedly at that, like an evil
spirit promised their pound of flesh. “Oh, it would be my pleasure.”
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