Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Viola Grace
Word Count :24448
Publication Date :2011-03-01
Series : Terran Times#0
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- Product Code: 978-1-55487-771-3
Bound by the links of a slaver's mating chain, Estelle fights for freedom with Wyanic and then fights for life without him.
Estelle is a logistical expert, show her a problem and she can solve it. When she is drugged and enslaved, she looks for a way out, sending messages with every outgoing slave and hoping that one will get her plan to the Alliance in time. The escape is on, but she has been shackled to her breeding partner that very evening, linked by a chain they lead the escape until one partner goes on alone. Survivors are offered a place on an Oefric colony world. The shape shifters have a separate town from the arena survivors, and that is where their hospitality ends. Steel leads the charge to design a working village, and since she conveniently made it into the survivors and not the Alliance specialist designation when she landed, let the fun begin. Wyanic is eventually persuaded to look in on the growing village, and imagine his surprise when his true mate greets him when he thought her dead on the ship.
Wyanic scowled as the handlers shoved him under a shower and stripped him. If his hands hadn't been cuffed in front of him on a chain that led to his ankles, he would have given them more than snarled words.
"Your needs are not our concern. The female is receptive and the management wants her bred. They have missed her other heats and this time, they are not going to let the opportunity pass."
Wyanic tensed as they scrubbed his genitals until the skin was almost raw. The water was turned off and blasts of air dried him. One of the handlers tied a short leather covering around his hips and the other attached a heavy chain to his waist with extra loops hooked up to dangle from it.
"What is this for?" He had had several females brought to him over the last three months, but they had never put a chain on him.
"Well, she is biologically receptive but physically resistant. Management wants a child off her and you will not be unshackled until she is pregnant." The handler tugged him out of the grooming area, past the entrance to the arena and down a hall.
Wyanic looked around him. He had never been down this hall before.
"This is the breeding area. Only women live in this space."
The wail of an infant sent a shiver through him.
"Well, women and their offspring until the children are sold."
Wyanic's muscles tensed at the image his mind presented him with.
He had been captured four months earlier and had spent every other day fighting for his life for the entertainment of others. They were on a travelling station, a warship that had been repurposed to hold sentients for a darker purpose.
Wyanic had been travelling to get some equipment and supplies for his colony as well as some staff specialists. One drink at the wrong bar and he had woken up in the bowels of this ship with no idea how much time had passed. From that point on, survival had been his prime concern.
"Here she is. She has been restrained, but once you are locked together, we will release her. From what I have heard, you should be able to subdue her at close range."