Incompatibility. (English Story)

Incompatibility.
Description: A starship on a routine exploration mission is suddenly stopped and seized by alien forces. A teenage girl faces the frightening possibility that these aliens are of the one most feared race in the galaxy, and that she is their next victim.NOTE: The ending of this story is DARK. Don't read if you don't like that. There is not a whole lot of sex in this story, but there is some.

Codes: Ff ScFi non-con mc mastrb
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I knew something was wrong the moment I woke up to complete silence in my parents' quarters.

The ship was old. There was always this heavy thrumming noise when we were still in hyperspace. I overheard my Dad say that the hypermotors needed to be repolarized. Anyway, the point was, I should be hearing them, but I wasn't. We weren't supposed to get to the Polaris 4 stargate for another two days.

I slipped out of bed. My nightgown caught and tried to pull up over my hips. I yanked it down with a flare of heat to my cheeks even though I was alone and I had at least panties on under it. Who was I afraid was going to see me?

I sighed as I ran my fingers through my ginger-colored hair. I was getting tired of this. I was sixteen and skittish about being nude in private. I hadn't even yet dated a boy. All because of my damn mother's precious work.

I felt a chill against my body, as my legs were bare and the nightgown was not very thick. The floor was cold against my bare feet, which was unusual. "Turn up the heat, please," I said, expecting compliance from the ship's AI.

"My apologies, Sarah, but I cannot comply."

I was so surprised at that reply, delivered with the usual and unfailing perfect politeness, that I was confused. "Huh? I don't understand. I just want it warmer in here, that's all."

"My apologies, Sarah, but I cannot comply. Ship power systems are in conservation mode during alert."

"During... ?"

An alert! So something had gone wrong. I almost hoped the hypermotors had finally burned out. Even if it meant the expense of getting someone to come out to fix them, maybe then I wouldn't have to deal with the awful racket they made. Anyway, it would be their own damn fault. They insisted on leaving port without my Dad. He's the only one that managed to keep this hunk of junk together.

And just maybe if it cost too much, my Mom would give up her stupid idea of a career. Shit. You want your life screwed up? Have a parent who's a xenoarchaeologist and a workaholic! I think even my Dad's tired of it. I think he made up that excuse so he didn't have to make this run with my Mom.

I sighed and turned towards the head to see about a shower.

I was just about to cross the threshold when the deck abruptly lurched under my feet and sent me to the floor. My heart started pounding. I don't care how old this ship is, that was not supposed to happen!

I bolted back to my feet in a panic. "What the hell was that?! Tell me!"

"My apologies, Sarah, but I cannot comply. The..."

"You stupid AI! Why can't you just..."

"... while battle stations are in effect."

I stopped. Suddenly I felt a lot colder. Battle stations. Oh my God.

There was a hiss that made me gasp and my heart leap into my throat. I jerked my head around to see that it was just the door to the quarters that had slid open. And I was never more glad to see that particular person in my life.

I ran over to her. "Mom! Mom, what's going on?! Why have we stopped?! Why did the AI say..."

"Sarah, please, hush!" my mother cried.

I stared at her, wide-eyed. My mother had a look in her eyes that was bordering on panic. She never panicked. Now I was really scared.

My mother paused, as if trying to compose herself. She gripped my arms tightly. When she spoke, there was a horrible nervous quaver in it. "Sarah, I need you to listen to me very carefully. Please. Will you listen to your mother? You will do what I tell you to do?"

I nodded quickly. I didn't even know what was wrong and I was already terrified.

"I want you to go down belowdecks and find someplace to hide."

I gaped at her. "You... y-you want me to what?!"

"Listen to me!" she cried, shaking me. She caught herself and took a deep breath. She was on the verge of tears. "P-please, Sarah. There isn't time for me to explain! Over on the port side, there are some crates marked 'Tau Ceti 6'. The artifacts in there disrupt sensors. Hide behind them. You'll be safe there."

Now I was in tears myself. "Mom, safe from what? What am I hiding from? What..."

The ship lurched again, and we both tumbled to the floor. There was a horrible metallic rending sound in the distance that reverberated through the ship.

Suddenly everything around us turned crimson and the klaxon began blaring.

"ALERT ALERT ALERT... HULL BREACH... FOREIGN BIOHAZARD SUBSTANCE OR NANOTECH DETECTED IN ENVIRONMENT... "

I scrambled to my feet. "Mom! We have to get to a life pod! Mom? MOM!"

My mother groaned. She tried to rise to her feet, slipped, and fell back to the floor. Her eyes were taking on a glazed look.

I reached down and tried to haul her to her feet. "N-no, S-sarah," she said in a slurred voice, her eyes staring. "R-run... go belowdecks..."

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Stand up! Come with me!"

"I c-can't, it's affecting me... I... y-you're... incom... incompatible..."

I didn't understand a word she was saying! What was wrong with her? What...

I heard a soft thud in the hallway. I leapt back to my feet and dashed outside.

It was one of the techs. He had just slumped to the floor, with the same glazed look in his eyes as my mother. Down the hall, half a dozen other crew members were in a similar state. Some managed to stay on their feet, but wandered about like zombies.

"Sarah!" My heart lurched at my mother's voice. "R-run! Now!"

More frightened than I ever was in my life, I fled.

In my panic, I went the wrong way and had to backtrack. But when I was about to turn down the right corridor, I saw movement up ahead, though a cloud of steam from a ruptured coolant line. Quickly I ducked back and peeked around the corner.

It took me a moment to see anything. There were two of them, at the far end of the corridor. I could see only their legs. They were long and lanky, peeking out from flowing robes of silver-gray. At first I thought they were wearing some sort of blue-colored stockings, until I realized that it was the tint of their skin.

My blood ran cold.

Oh God oh God oh God. Don't let it be them. Anyone but them. Please.

Pirates. Black marketeers. Privateers. Rebels. Escaped criminals. Anyone. Just NOT THEM.

Yet the next moment, the steam cleared briefly just long enough for me to see one of them perfectly. I saw her tall, voluptuous form wrapped in her tight, thin robe. I saw the blue cast to her skin, and the fall of coppery hair. I caught the intensely violet eyes even from this distance. It was all I could do not to whimper in terror.

Velqui slavers!

There were two of them, carrying scanners. They were searching all the compartments. Occasionally I would see one disappear inside, there would be a pause, and she would emerge again. Frozen in my panic, I stared at them as they did this three times.

On the third time, the pause was much longer. This time, when she emerged, someone was with her.

My breath caught in my throat, and I had to bite my lip to stop from gasping. It was Terri! My only friend on the ship! And she was naked!

I wanted to shout to her to run for it! Until I realized it was already too late. Oh my God. She was... touching herself. They were making her do it. They made her feel up her own tits, touch her pussy. They had slaved her already! God, is it that fast?!

A third Velqui emerged from the end of the hall, took Terri's hand, and led her away. She padded behind the alien like a little puppy dog. It shocked me out of my paralysis and I ran.

But I didn't know where I was going. My only route to belowdecks was cut off.

I simply ran to the other side of the ship from where I saw the Velqui. My only chance was to stay away from them and hope they satisfied themselves with the other crew members. They never took a whole ship as slaves. They were very particular. They took who they wanted and let the rest go. Now I understood what happened to my Mom. They always inject the ship with nanotech that makes everyone docile before they board it.

But why didn't it affect me?

I ran until I couldn't go any further, which put me in the ship's laundry. I ducked in and around the huge hampers and found a tiny closet in the far end of the room.

I squeezed myself inside of it and slammed the door shut behind me.

Silence fell, save for my own ragged breathing. I could hear my heart hammering in my chest. I only realized then I was still dressed in just my nightgown and panties. The sides of the closet felt ice cold against my body.

I gasped when I heard a low vibrating sound. It was me. I was trembling so badly that it was making the metal walls shake.

I forced myself to take a few deep breaths. I had to calm down! Once the Velqui left, I had to remember how to activate the emergency transponder. We may be just close enough to the border for a Terran Hegemony naval ship to respond.

Oh God, I hoped my Mom is okay!

No, they won't take her. She's well into her forties. They'll take the young ones first. Young like... me.

No, they won't take me! They have plenty to pick from! There's Mindy, she's only a year older than me. And Frank, he's twenty. And the twins, Joanne and Jill, they're my age. They would be perfect for...

 

I stopped myself and nearly burst into tears. What was I thinking?! I didn't want to see any of them taken! How could I think of something so horrible?! Oh God. I already kept replaying Terri in my mind. The Velqui couldn't have been in that room more than a few minutes.

The Velqui used nanotech. A few minutes. A few minutes to rewrite a brain and erase a person. Terri was gone in less time it took most people to dress in the morning.

I tensed. I heard a noise.

I swallowed hard. My throat was so dry it made an audible click. The noise came again, closer. Someone was in the room!

Oh God oh God oh God...

Wait. Stop. Don't panic. It may be a crew member. Maybe the Velqui left and the crew was recovering. And now they were looking for me. It had to be that. I was all the way on the other side of the ship. They don't want me.

Footsteps. Coming straight for me. They were soft. Through the metal slats on the door, I caught a brief sight of a robe swishing around feet. No! NO! Not me! NOT ME!!

The door opened and all hope died.

I was too scared to move or speak. The Velqui stood for a moment, her head tilting to one side as she regarded me. She was beautiful. Her skin was smooth and perfect. Her robe was drawn tightly at her slim waist, her breasts swelling round and full against the fabric. She shifted her weight as her deep, violet eyes flicked down to the scanner in her hand. Her breasts jiggled slightly. She didn't wear a bra.

She lowered the scanner.

"Come out, little one."

Her speech was galactic standard, but with an almost musical, birdlike quality to it. It hardly sounded menacing at all. I cowered inside the closet anyway.

She smiled and lifted a delicate-looking hand. "I will not harm you. Please come out."

I was nonplussed for a moment at the alien's gentle manner. I had expected her to reach in and haul me out. Or just slave me and I'd be a mindless little toy. I still wasn't any more inclined to emerge. "L-leave me alone."

She lowered her hand. "As I said, little one, I will not harm you. But you must come out."

I began sobbing. "I d-don't want to b-be taken. I don't want to be s-slaved. P-please. Find someone else."

"At the moment, I am merely curious about you."

I blinked away tears. "C-curious?"

"You were not affected by the docility nano. This intrigues me."

"Does that mean y-you won't take me?"

Before I could respond, there was movement off to the side. I gasped as the second Velqui came into view. "You have found her. Is she... ?"

The first raised a hand briefly. The second one stopped and kept her distance, putting her scanner away and folding her hands before her. The first one turned back to me.

"I can promise you nothing, little one. Except that I do need you to come out of there."

There was a little bit more command in her voice this time. I sighed in defeat and slowly stepped out. What was the point of staying in there? I had nowhere else to run.

I felt my breasts loose against my chest. Flushing with embarrassment, I folded my arms over them.

"What is your name, little one?"

I blinked. The question was totally unexpected. "S-sarah."

The Velqui smiled. It actually looked pleasant. "Now, I wish you to answer truthfully, little Sarah. Have you any shielding?"

I looked at her oddly. "Shielding? You mean... like against the nano?"

"Yes, against the nano."

I shook my head. I didn't think there was any defense against it. The only way to protect against Velqui slaver tech was to not encounter it in the first place.

"You would detect it if she were, sister," the other Velqui spoke again, startling me.

"Most forms," the first answered. She raised her scanner again. "But some do not register."

I didn't understand what they were talking about.

"Still, little Sarah, you are not affected, and I need to find out why."

One of her hands tapped the side of the scanner. A compartment opened, and she extracted a small hypospray.

"Extend your arm, please."

I gasped, panicking, and staggered back towards the closet, shaking my head violently.

"I wish only a blood sample, little Sarah. That is all."

I swallowed, shaking. My eyes flicked over to the side. I contemplated making a run for it. The other Velqui must have sensed I was thinking this, for she shifted to one side and blocked any escape route.

It was useless anyway. There were likely just more of them out there.

I took a deep breath and extended an arm towards her. I flinched when her fingers closed around my wrist. Her touch was surprisingly gentle. I braced myself, tensing as she pressed the hypo into my arm. There was a tiny pinprick and a hiss, and it was over.

I snatched my arm back, heart thumping. If she had actually injected slaving tech into me, would I even know it? What would I feel? Would I even be able to ask these questions if I had?

The Velqui popped the hypo back into the scanner and paused. A thoughtful look came over her face. She gestured, and the other Velqui came over.

"See this," said the first, pointing at something on the scanner.

"Ah, yes," said the second. "A genetic abnormality."

"But not natural."

"Clearly not. Carrier RNA sequence rewrite method. Primitive, but effective."

The two lapsed into jargon that was far beyond what I learned in biology, but I caught enough to make my heart race. Somebody had altered me! Somebody gave me protection against their nano!

Suddenly I heard the second one say something that jolted my attention back to them.

"Can you compensate for the neurotransmitter incompatibility?"

My mouth fell open. That's what my mother had said! She said I was "incompatible". But did that mean the same as immune? Was I safe?

The first one looked thoughtful. My heart pounded. She glanced at me. "Not completely."

I swallowed hard. Was that good? Were they going to let me go?

"Enough?"

"Perhaps."

Now the first Velqui turned to me again. I was quivering in fear again, and I backed up against the wall, my arms hugged tightly around me.

"Lower your arms, little Sarah."

My throat locked up. I shook my head.

"Please. I do not wish to harm you."

I couldn't tell if that was a threat or not. I had to assume it was. Defeated, I let my arms drop. Her eyes roamed over my body. I felt sick. I felt like I was being violated.

She stepped up to me. I tried to flatten myself against the wall. Her fingers brushed my hair. Then they traced a sinuous path along the nape of my neck and down my arm, making me shiver. I moaned when she touched the bare skin of my thigh. She grasped the edge of my nightgown and lifted it until my panties were exposed.

I whimpered and turned my head away when she hooked a finger in the waistband and pulled my panties down just enough to peek at my mound. I squeezed my legs together tightly.

"Part your legs, please, little Sarah."

I moaned again and tears threatened to well up again in my eyes as I complied. I was panting hard as she pulled my panties back further.

Finally, she let go and let my panties snap back. I nearly collapsed from the relief.

"Virginal."

My gaze snapped back to her, my eyes wide. Is that what she was looking for? To see if my damn hymen was still there?

"And she is quite pretty."

My cheeks burned. I had a flashback. Four years ago. A run to the Mizar sector. A damn brat of a boy named Billy. Never passed up an opportunity to insult me and suggest I was the ugliest girl in space. I'd be in tears screaming at him that I was not ugly.

Now I wished for all the galaxy that the brat had been right.

The second Velqui looked me over and said to the first, "So then you will try?"

The first paused, and nodded. "I will try."

 

Oh God.

Oh GOD.

They were going to slave me after all. My life was over. It was too much for me. I burst into tears.

The first one had been manipulating her scanner. She now stopped and looked at me. "Why do you cry, little Sarah? It will not hurt. You will feel nothing."

That was exactly what I feared. But I would never be able to explain it to her.

"Her resistance to the docility is unprecedented," said the second Velqui suddenly.

"Yes, I was thinking the same thing," said the first. "This is a research vessel, is it not?"

"Xenoarchaeology, yes. You suspect a connection?"

"Perhaps. Do we have control of the ship's AI?"

"Yes, sister."

"Find the research head and interrogate him."

I gasped. Icy dread crept up my spine.

"Her, actually," said the second. "I shall do it at once."

"Take her back to the ship if you need to use stronger nano on her."

"Yes, sister."

"No!" I screamed.

The first Velqui looked at me oddly. The second ignored me and continued swiftly out of the room.

I leapt away from the wall and tried to run. The first Velqui grabbed me around the waist with her free arm. Despite her beauty and apparent delicacy, it was like a steel band around me. Now the second stopped and looked back curiously at me.

"You leave my mother alone!"

The two Velqui looked at each other.

"Ah," said the first. "That explains much."

"Shall we prepare to take the ship's cargo as well?" asked the second.

"Indeed, yes."

"And the research head?"

"We will leave her behind. She is useful only for the information she carries."

"Yes, sister."

Tears streamed from my eyes. I couldn't tell if it was remorse over being so stupid as to letting them know she was my Mom, or relief from the fact that it sounded like she was going to be safe.

As the second Velqui disappeared from sight, the first slowly released me.

"We will not harm your mother, little Sarah."

I sniffled and tried to hold back any further tears. They did no good anyway. Nothing worked on these aliens. They didn't care.

The Velqui touched my shoulder and prodded me gently until I turned around to face her again. She placed her fingers under my chin and lifted it until I was forced to look back up at her. "We never harm anyone," she said. "No one has been hurt on this ship."

"Y-yes you did. You t-took Terri. You slaved her!"

"The little one with the blond hair? Yes, we slaved her."

"Then how can you say you didn't hurt anyone!" I wailed.

"Little Terri will be happy and healthy the rest of her life. She will never have another worry or complaint. And she will experience great pleasure every day of her life."

I shuddered. "But... b-but she's not herself anymore. She's not her. She's someone different now."

The Velqui smiled. "Yes. She's better."

I gave up. I couldn't make her understand. I don't know whether she was incapable of it, or just pretended at it. Either way was just as frightening.

A heard an odd, tinny musical tone. The Velqui looked at her scanner and studied it for a moment. "That will do," she said.

She popped open another compartment on the scanner, and into her hand went a silvery device. It was shaped a little like a hypospray, but thicker and longer. She turned to me, smiling slightly. "Hold out your arm, little Sarah."

I couldn't move. I was numb. I stared at the device in her hand. That was it. Something that could steal my mind from me, and it fit in the palm of her hand. I expected it to be something bigger, flashier. I almost demanded it.

She stepped up to me. "Please. Do not make this more difficult than it needs to be."

I looked up at her. I wanted to cry but I had no tears left. Tears are for someone who has hope that something will be better.

I thought about asking if I could see my mother one last time, but decided against it. It would make this even harder. God, she's going to be devastated! Now I felt guilty over all the bad things I thought about her and her career. It was clear to me now that she was behind the attempt to protect me. She found something, something that could resist Velqui slaving nanotech, in the many worlds she explored.

I heaved a single dry sob as I extended a trembling arm.

The Velqui's smile widened, and she pressed the hypo against my arm. I flinched at the hissing noise it made. I didn't even feel so much as a pinprick, or the flushing sensation I usually got the few times I've needed some medication applied to me in this manner. She removed the hypo from my arm barely after I had registered that she had injected me.

I lowered my arm and looked at her. I had no idea what to expect. Would I actually feel myself slipping away? Would I even be aware of myself being slaved? Wait. My name was Sarah. I still remembered. My friend's name was Terri. I saw her be slaved. I could still remember these things!

I could remember my Mom, and her last words to me. I could remember Billy. I could remember my first trip through hyperspace when I was six. I still had these. I was still me! Maybe it wasn't working! Maybe I was protected after all. Maybe...

Wait...

Why...

Why wasn't... why wasn't I scared anymore?

Oh no.

Oh God.

It was so subtle. It was so gentle. I hadn't even noticed it until now.

I was calm. My breathing was steady and normal again. I stood perfectly still, my gaze fixed on the Velqui. My arms hung limp at my sides.

I could not summon up the will to move. I could not feel. No wait... I could feel. But... it was strange... I was still frightened, but it was as if it weren't real. It was like having a dream. It was trapped in my mind.

Oh my God.

I was slaved.

I was slaved!

The panic and the fear could not reach me. I couldn't actually feel them, not like real emotions. Or not completely. I thought for a moment that my body shuddered just a tiny bit at that last terrified burst in my mind. It was like I was split somehow.

"Remove your clothing, little one."

I obeyed her without hesitation. No forethought whatsoever. No thought. I slipped the nightgown over my head and dropped it to the side. I slid my panties down my legs and stepped out of them. It was as casual as if I were back in my quarters preparing for a shower. When I was done, my arms returned to my sides and I gazed back at her, my eyes wide and staring.

I was naked. Oh God. I was naked. I had no control over myself.

My name was Sarah. My friend's name was Terri. Why could I remember these things if I were slaved?

The Velqui smiled at me. "You are sexually excited."

What?!

I drew in my breath and let it go as a soft, sensuous sigh. My skin flushed hot. My nipples hardened and rose to points, tingling like mad. Heat and moisture gathered in my pussy. My breathing became a languid pant.

I couldn't stop it. I couldn't reason it away. I was horny. She had commanded the emotion in me, and my mind complied. Raw desire burned inside me. It wasn't directed at anything or anyone. Random erotic images flickered across my mind.

She didn't just command my body, she commanded my emotions as well. The only thing she did not command were my thoughts. I didn't understand why.

"Fondle your breasts."

My hands rose to my mounds and squeezed them. I felt the nipples rub against the palm of my hand, making me shudder.

"This feels good. This makes you more excited."

My fingers curled more tightly around my tits as I kneaded them. I rubbed at my nipples and moaned at the intense wave of pleasure that washed over me. I trembled as my desire escalated into lust. My breath grew short. I spread my legs to relieve the growing pressure in my pussy. It began to ache with need.

I was helpless. It was a helplessness more terrifying than any I could have ever imagined. The only thing keeping me sane was the very thing that kept me slaved to her. I had no way to express them. I was myself, but with no existence as myself.

"This makes you happy."

A sense of contentment came over me. My moans and whimpers of sexual arousal grew louder and more enthusiastic. Now I love touching my tits. I adored how it made me so wet.

Oh God.

She was conditioning me. She was making me associate this with being happy.

"Stroke your pussy."

I smoothly dipped a hand between my thighs. I panted again as my fingers rubbed my clit. It was very wet and slick, and I felt myself rise immediately.

 

For a moment, my movements faltered.

It was as if I had managed to resist her for a moment, like my mind knew I should be utterly mortified and humiliated by being forced to masturbate in front of the Velqui. The moment was fleeting, and it ultimately had been in vain. When I tried again, nothing happened, as if the slaving nano detected my attempt and adapted.

Had I been able to convey my thoughts to the world, I would have cried at that point.

I was still rising. My fingers moved in a steady, unrelenting rhythm. I was going to cum in a minute if she left me like this.

"Put your fingers in your cunt, little one."

In my... but wait I... ahh!

The pain was sharp, but brief, as was the stickiness on my fingers. I slid them into myself, moaning loudly as I thrusted them in and out. The stickiness was gone in seconds, diluted by my own moisture.

She... she actually made me pop my own cherry.

"Cum for me, little one," said the Velqui. "It will be the happiest moment of your life."

I masturbated in a frenzy, uttering little moans and whimpers as I rose upwards. I strained just at the edge, my head tilting back, and then I was cumming, and cumming hard. My pussy throbbed so intensely my hips jerked with each one.

Wondrous contentment and happiness came over me! Each pulse of my pussy brought me joy. I was in ecstasy. I was in a state of complete bliss. I wished I could cum and cum and cum and never stop.

"And you will be very sad when it stops."

My orgasm was already fading when she spoke, and now my shoulders slumped when I realized it would be over soon. I kept touching myself to get it to continue, but it finally was spent. I moaned piteously.

"What do you want, little one?"

"I want to cum again," I heard myself say. "That makes me so happy. I'm happy when I'm cumming. Please let me cum again."

How long had it been? Ten minutes? Fifteen? No more than that. A short span of time and she had turned me into a mindless sex slave. Yet not mindless. My name was Sarah. My name was Sarah!

"Is she slaved?"

My eyes never left my mistress even as she turned towards the other Velqui as she approached. "I believe she is, yes. I have successfully done some preliminary conditioning and was about to scan her."

"Let me have a look."

My eyes would not leave the first Velqui. She was my mistress. I did nothing without her command. I could see the second one only on the side of my vision as she looked over the shoulder of the first one.

"Interesting," said my mistress.

"It is not quite complete, is it?" said the other.

"It is a small anomaly."

"But significant, sister. She can think."

"Yes."

"She is unmarketable."

"I will take her anyway," said my mistress. "To study her. We may be able to learn something from her."

"Will you keep her as your own slave, then?"

"Of course. She is quite pretty and desirable. And she can still be conditioned. She can be my sex toy."

A sex toy.

That was what my life was going to be now.

I wasn't going to be a girl anymore. I wasn't going to be any of the many careers I considered for when I grew up. That was going to be my life now. A sex toy.

"You will enjoy your new life, little one," she told me.

I smiled at her.

"And you will always feel aroused at my touch."

She took my hand. I moaned softly. Before long, my pussy was wet and aching again.

I looked up at my mistress with adoration as she turned towards the other Velqui. "What did you learn from the research head, sister?"

My mother. She was talking about my mother. My hand reflexively tightened around hers.

She turned back towards me. "Stroke yourself."

I traced circles around my clit with the fingertips of my free hand, and panted lightly.

"We have been fortuitous," I heard the other Velqui say. "She has been secretly under orders by the Terran High Command. This was a government operation to find counter-agents to our nanotech from ruins of ancient civilizations."

"My suspicious were correct. Well done, sister."

"Do we still leave her behind in light of this?"

"Yes. But have her mind-wiped. That will eliminate any knowledge she has gained."

Oh my God! My mother! MY MOTHER!

"At once, sister."

The other Velqui left.

My mistress turned to me. "Make yourself cum."

I masturbated myself to another blissful, joyful orgasm. My cries were happy ones.

My mistress smiled at me. "Come with me, little one. You have no more cares or worries left now."

I sighed in contentment and smiled.

I followed her as she led me by the hand through the ship, her constant touch keeping me in a heightened level of sexual excitement in anticipation of my next sexual reward.

I could feel only what she wanted me to feel. I could do only what she wanted me to do. Any thoughts, thoughts I should never have been allowed to have in the first place, I had little choice but to keep to myself. Nothing could get through the efficient, adaptive slaving nanotech that now kept me an eternal prisoner in my own mind.

And yet, as I passed through the lock and into the Velqui ship, even as I smiled and my eyes held a sultry, desirous look, a single tear rolled down my cheek.


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The End