R Rated for Sexual Content
Note: Additional material changed the chapter divisions. The events in this chapter follow those originally presented as Chapter Four
To some, life on
a tramp freighter might seem mundane, but not to Jamerin. Life was good out in space regardless of the
routine. It was actually a quiet life
for the most part, navigating from planet to planet, buying and selling goods, picking
up and letting out passengers, moving goods for other companies to fulfill
orders on schedule.
The job was way
beneath his and Parei’s intellect as it only took a few months to learn a job
that required a four-year apprenticeship. Jamerin and Parei took the rest of
the time to learn maintenance and repair of their ship and to study other ships
in their size and weight class to prepare for when they got their own ship.
They still had
plenty of down time to explore many new facets of each other---sharing
memories, hopes and dreams---making love. Their favorite place to be alone was
small lounge on the uppermost deck dubbed the Star Lounge because of large port
window from deck to ceiling that gave a panoramic view of space. It was no secret that they would often slip
up to the Star Lounge to make love. They weren’t the only ones. That’s why there was a thick soft pad on the
floor in front of the window.
Jamerin sat cross
legged on the deck staring out the port window into space, stars and distant
galaxies as far as he could see. The number must be infinite, he thought. It
made him feel minute, knowing he would only ever see a tiny fraction of them.
Sometimes he wondered what his one life could mean in the sheer vastness of the
universe. But then, did it really matter?
Parei was coming.
When they were together, she was his universe and he hers. As he sensed she was
nearing the portal, he stood expectantly. The door slid open and Parei stepped
inside and set privacy lock. She stood there for several moments just looking at
him and a wave of pure love washed into his mind. He smiled, basking in her
tenderness and drinking in her physical beauty. His love for her flowed into
her mind and she smiled back at him, admiring his elegantly defined
musculature.
They stepped
toward each other at the same time. Jamerin held out his hands palms up and
Parei put her hands into his. He drew her close. She looked up at him, her lips
parted slightly inviting his kiss. He
lowered his mouth to hers slowly until their lips melded together lightly. In
their months together they had learned to savor each other physically---each
kiss each caress.
Jamerin held her
face in his hands. She slid her arms around his waist and leaned into him,
pressing her soft breasts against the firm muscles of his chest. He pressed
soft little kisses over her face then came back to her lips and took them in a
deep fiery kiss. They moaned together in at the exquisite sensations blazing
through their bodies and minds.
They continued
kissing long and slow while they worked at the fastenings of each other’s
clothing. Parei’s shirt was first to go.
Jamerin filled his hands with her lovely breasts, flicking her tight
nipples with his thumbs. Her delight in the in his touch sent a surge of desire
straight to her core and echoed back to him.
His shirt was
next to disappear. Parei ran her hands up over his pecks to his shoulders and
his arm then leaned in to kiss the middle of his chest as he stroked her bare
back. She licked and kissed a path to one male nipple and then the other.
Jamerin sucked in his breath and raked his lower lip with his teeth. His cock
seemed to grow even harder as she unfastened his trousers and pushed them town
over his hips. She gripped the shaft in her hand and dragged her slick tongue
down the center of his six-pack to his belly button. She pressed the tip of her
tongue in and out of the crevice until he groaned aloud.
Parei knelt in
front of him on the soft floor pad and paused to admire the length and
thickness of his engorged manhood. She considered how she enjoyed the feel of
him inside her and kissed the tip laving off the bit of pre-cum collecting
there. She kissed and stroked the head with her tongue then dragged it up and
down the length of his shaft. His cock
was so big; she could only fit the head in her mouth so she worked the shaft
with her hand while she caressed the head with her tongue sucked on it
alternately.
“Ah Parei!” he
murmured hoarsely as he watched her give him head. He could feel his climax building at the base
of his spine. He was torn between letting her bring in to release or stopping
her so he could release inside her.
We will get to that my love. Let me
give you this now.
He grinned as the
thought whispered into his mind and gave himself into it. You are next. He promised silently and then he came filling her
mouth with his hot juice. His mind reeled with the magnificent sensations of
pleasure as she swallowed his cum and laved the head of his cock. For a few
seconds his satisfaction overwhelmed his sense of her enjoyment of pleasing
him. When his orgasm finished she caressed his flaccid manhood with the
softness of her cheek.
Then she pushed
his trousers the rest of the way to the floor so he could step out of them and
slip off the soft shoes he wore whenever he was off duty. He took her gently by
her upper arms and pulled her up to hug her close, stroking her long silky hair
and filling her mind with his love. He always thrilled at the love she sent
back to him. It was more profound than any words could express.
They held each
other for several minutes sharing their feelings, kissing and caressing. As Jamerin felt her desire building, he
unfastened her pants and pushed them to the floor, kneeling before her. When she stepped out of them, he bent to kiss
the tops of her feet. He planted hot
kisses up her leg to the apex of her thighs and gently parted the hair over her
nerve center and swiped his tongue over her clit a couple times then moved
higher to her belly button. He lingered
there forning it with his tongue until she started to squirm. He liked making
her squirm and moan for him. He liked that she enjoyed it too.
Parei gasped,
sensing his intention to pleasure her breasts and relished the clenching of her
inner walls in anticipation. Her whole body clamored in ecstasy as his mouth
closed over her nipple and he sucked on it, alternately flicking his tongue
over the hard bud. Without words he urged her to lie down on the floor pad with
him to give him better access to her body.
He suckled her nipples until she was on the verge of climax then he moved down to the core of
her sex. He deliberately bypassed her
clit to draw out her pleasure by licking the juices from her slit. Finally, he
went to her clit and kissed it, sucking gently. Then he teased it with his
tongue until he came, screaming her release and bucking her hips with each
contraction of her inner walls. He
lapped her clit intermittently until he sensed she was finish then he crawled
up beside her and held her, kissing her mouth tenderly. Their tastes of each
other mingled pleasantly together on their tongues.
By then, Jamerin
was hard again with the urge to have Parei beneath him. He rolled them over so he was atop her and
she opened her thighs fully willing to accept his superior position. His hard cock slid easily into her caressing
her inner walls and hitting her G-spot. She relished the weight of him on top
of her and the exquisite sensation of his magnificent shaft filling her.
In reality he
dominated her only by position as he was giving her the pleasure she craved. He
was hers and she was his, and they were one mind and body. Their desire took
them high in the fountain of their love to ecstasy in their climax and held
them there as they writhed in satisfaction. Then it brought them back down to
the water’s surface for them float in the afterglow still joined, kissing and
touching in gratitude for the rapture of their fornication as the universe
looked on. Quite a heady experience
indeed.
Finally
exhausted, they slept.
Sometime later,
Jamerin woke to Parei nuzzling and kissing his neck and a rock hard erection.
Sensing his need for relief, she took the upper position and straddled his hips
poised to lower her slick channel over his shaft. Jamerin groaned and she
murmured her pleasure as she sank over his member to the hilt. She leaned down and kissed his lips then
started to move her slippery warmth up and down over his cock.
He gripped her buttocks, gently squeezing them and fingering her
rear opening. They quickly established a
sensual rhythm so that he would thrust upward as she sank down over him. As he
felt his release building he moved his hands to her breasts and tweaked her
taut peaks bringing her heat level with his. She whimpered at the delicious
sensation that quickly heightened her. He loved giving her pleasure and sensing
her joy in their mating. Momentarily she
shuddered and cried out as her inner walls contracted around his shaft and that
was enough to make him cum as well.
Parei collapsed
and lay heavily on his chest, holding him inside her. Pure love resonated
between their minds as Jamerin hugged her tightly. She was everything he could
ever have dreamed in a lover and he sensed that she felt exactly the same about
him. Such was the way between
psi-mates. They were two halves of a whole.
They were just
considering getting up when a sense of dark foreboding burst through their
minds. In that moment they felt the ship shudder. They knew immediately Sential Trader was
being fired upon.
Trouble! They both concluded at the same
time. Captain Otian and Jake were both worried
and angry. The two lovers separated regretting the interruption of their
afterglow just a little as they quickly pulled on their clothes. They smelled of sex, but there was no time to
shower. But it was no great secret what
they did during their rec time. Certain
crew members might smirk behind their hands but no one would say anything.
Jamerin and Parei
were on the bridge within five minutes during which the ship’s shields took
another hit. Jamerin stood looking into
the view screen, hands over his hipbones, and focused mentally on the two ships
in front of them. He felt an overwhelming sense of menace. He looked at Jake,
the only other psion on the ship beside him and Parei. “Pirates,” they said almost in unison. “They want our ship and our cargo and they
don’t mind killing us all to get it.” Jamerin added. “Can we jump?”
“Not before they
get close enough to do real damage,” Norsen said from the pilot console. “We need five more minutes, and they’ll be in
range in two.”
“Our weapons are
no match for two marauders,” Captain Otian said.
Jamerin frowned
thoughtfully for several seconds trying to decide the best way to handle things.
He didn’t want to kill anyone if he didn’t have to, but it was well within his
power to do so. He could destroy their
minds with the strength of his telepathy or he could use telekinesis to blow up
their ships. If his fellow crew members witnessed him doing that, it would scare
the hell out of them.
Why don’t we just make Sential Trader
disappear? Parei
suggested.
Jamerin grinned
at his mate. He had been overthinking
the situation. Great idea! You convince the
people, and I will convince their scanners.
Parei closed her
eyes and probed about 200 people in to ship, pulling their minds into harmony
with hers. She gave them a vision of the Sential Trader jumping into
hyperspace. Jamerin manipulated their scanners to make the Trader’s blip
disappear. That gave Norsen time to complete the checklist and bring the hyperdrive
back on line while Jake set the next jump coordinates. They jumped right after
that.
Jake was grinning
as Otian asked, “What did you two just do?”
“We just made
them and their scanners believe we weren’t really here,” Parei admitted. “There
were only a couple Tregans aboard.”
“She convinced
the pirates, and I convinced the scanners,” Jamerin said.
“Goddess!” Otian
murmured, shaking his head. Then he stared at the young couple almost as if he
had never seen them before---and he was Parei’s stepfather who helped raise
her. He suddenly realized how potentially dangerous the two of them could
be. It scared him more than a little.
Parei went to
stand in front of him. Although he was a
Normal, he could see the hurt in her somber gaze. Daddy,
no one here has any reason to fear us. We’re all family here. Remember, Hankura said we are all from the
light---the good guys.
Otian nodded and
moved in to hug her. “I remember. It’s just kind of spooky what you two can
do.”
“Space, that was
basically a parlor trick,” Jamerin chuckled, thinking that if most people knew
the true extent of what they could do, they would be terrified. “We were
trained by Mesgar never to use our abilities for harm or personal gain.”
“Right,” Otian
nodded as Parei slid from his embrace. “I’m glad it was that simple. I will
contact the Federation to let them know those pirates are lying in wait at that
jump point. Most tramp freighters don’t have a couple high end psions to use
‘parlor tricks’ to escape.”
“They need to
make it a priority,” Parei said.
“Those pirates
planned to kill the whole crew and space us then take our ship.” Jamerin added.
“I’m glad I
didn’t know that before,” Otian frowned.
“But we’re fine now. Go back to
your recreating.” Otian actually winked at them.
Jamerin laughed
as he headed off the bridge with Parei joining him. Now you know why I have never shared the extent of my abilities. It scares Normals and even some psions. From
what my father always told me, Normals on Aledus think all psions can do the
things we can---but they can’t.
Because we have such great power it
was drilled into us that we have a great responsibility to use it honorably and
compassionately. Parei added.
“And we almost always
have,” he said.
“Except for that
one time when we were kids,” she giggled. They had learned their lesson.
After the pirate
incident, Jamerin and Parei kept it to themselves if they used their abilities
to help people. Knowing what his parents
went through on Aledus because of Normals’ fear of psions they decided it would
be safer for them.
A little over a
year into their journey Jamerin and Parei were awakened in the middle of their
sleep period. Fear, apprehension, hopelessness and despair. I don’t want to be a
slave! How can we find someone to help us when we don’t even know where we
are? Goddess, someone help us please!
Parei woke first
and sat up, then Jamerin woke sensing his mate’s distress. Although he couldn’t see in their darkened
cabin, he knew there were tears running down her cheeks. “I felt it, too, love. But I can’t tell where
it’s coming from.” He frowned and then groped for his tablet on the stand
beside their bunk. It came on and lit up
as soon as he touched it. He used it to
check the ship’s status and location and discovered they were approaching orbit
of a planet called Keylora. They were
awaiting ground clearance to land and exchange cargo and pick up a passenger.
Parei laid back down beside him so she could
see the tablet too. Looking over his shoulder, Parei said, “They have to be
down there. We have to help them. Slavery may be legal where they are being
taken but it’s not legal in any Federation Sector.”
“It shouldn’t be
legal anywhere,” Jamerin asserted. “We
probably will be on our own. Starport
Enforcers won’t search without warrant and our say so is not going to get them
a warrant.”
“How are we going
to help them then?”
“I’m not sure
yet.” He set his tablet back on the
stand and urged Parei to lie with her head on his shoulder. “We will just have
to figure it out as we go along.
Meanwhile, we need to block out their pain so we can get some more
sleep. We need to be rested and alert if we are going to do this.”
Sential Trader
was landed and docked at the Keylora Starport by the time their sleep period
was over. Fortunately, they were not on
cargo duty this landing. The droid lifts would be doing the work and one of the
other junior crew members was overseeing the process. Jamerin and Parei didn’t bother with first
meal in the dining room. They showered
and dressed quickly and disembarked immediately.
Walking along the
loading docks, they opened their minds to the captives again trying to locate
their ship. It didn’t take long to find the source of twenty desperate minds
seven docking berths from Trader. The
entrance ramp was guarded by two burly men with shock sticks as only non-lethal
weapons were allowed in port. While the shock sticks normally wouldn’t kill
most humanoids, they sure could hurt.
The two guards
looked and felt suspicious of Jamerin and Parei as they stopped in front of
their ship entrance. After their initial suspicions, Jamerin caught one of them
thinking what a nice profit Parei would make as she was very attractive.
Jamerin sucked in his breath and fought to remain calm. Even the thought of
them trying to take Parei made him want to hurt them.
Parei didn’t
think highly of their musings either.
The two made a concerted effort to ignore the thugs, and Jamerin took
out his tablet and opened it, for them to huddle over. While they appeared to be searching for some
information, they let their minds reach out to find how many crew members were
on board and where they were located.
While they didn’t sense him, they knew from reading the other six crew
members that the one guarding the females was a Tregan fugitive. They also
learned the women were kept in a large cell off the cargo hold.
The Tregan guard
was a problem, because they would not be able to sense where he was, nor could
they used telepathy to “convince” him to let the women go. We have to go in.
Parei
nodded. You take the guard on the left and I’ll take the one on the right.
With that,
Jamerin put his table t away and they started up the entrance ramp to the slave
ship. They simply made the guard blind
to them just like they did with the pirate ship and walked right by them. Having studied a variety of freighters, they
were somewhat familiar with the layout of the slave ship. After only a couple of wrong turns, they found
the section where the captives were housed and the hulking Tregan with a highly
lethal and illegal ion pistol guarding the door.
“Who are you and
what the hell do you want?” the Tregan demanded in Galactic common, reaching
for his weapon. But his weapon was already in Jamerin’s hand, pointing at his
massive chest.
“It doesn’t matter
who we are,” Jamerin said in the same language.
“We’ve come for the women. Open
the door.”
“ I can’t,” he
said.
“Can’t or won’t?”
“ I don’t have the
code. Only Destin can open it and he’s
off ship,” Tregan answer with a worried looked. Perhaps that was because
Jamerin’s expression made him think the Aledan’s son wanted to kill him.
Jamerin was in
fact imagining shooting him down in cold blood. While he didn’t know all the
details, he knew it was men like this one who tortured his parents on Zevus Mar
and killed many of their friends. A
Tregan like him almost killed his father on the way to Velran thirteen years
before.
But no. Jamerin wouldn’t kill him unless he was
forced to. This man had done him no wrong.
He would leave him to the enforcers.
“All right, then move away from the door.” Jamerin motioned with the pistol for him to
move to the left.
Parei went to the
control panel and used a scan device to identify the mechanism. Once she identified it, she could visualize
the lock and manipulate it to open telekinetically. Momentarily the door slid open. As soon as the door opened, the women of
several different species scurried to their bunks. Both she and Jamerin could feel their fear.
“Don’t be
afraid,” Parei told them. “We’re here to free you. Everyone, come with us.”
Slowly,
uncertainly, they climbed out of their bunks and tentatively lined up at the
doorway and came out of their room one by one.
Parei disabled the com in the cell, and Jamerin made the Tregan empty
his pockets and remove his earpiece. Then he motioned for him to go into the
cell once all the women had exited.
It was so hard to
look at that first generation Tregan and not think about killing him. It would be so easy to just pull the
trigger. He was remembering how close to
death his father had been, how he and Lara had called him back from the brink
of death. But, again no. The Tregan who
mortally wounded Hankura had paid with his life.
The Tregan
hurried into the cell, expecting any moment to feel the burn of his ion pistol
in his back. Parei locked the door the
same way she had unlocked it. Parei then
took the lead position in front of the freed captives and told them with words
and gestures to follow her. Jamerin
tossed the pistol into the cargo bay caused the weapon to break apart with
telekinesis. The weapon was only a
prop. He could have simply used his mind
to hold the Tregan paralyzed while Parei freed the women.
They passed two
crew members on the way out, causing the women to gasp in fear, but the men
passed them in the corridor as though they weren’t even there. They left the
ship, walking right past the two guards at the entrance who never batted an eye
as they left.
Jamerin and Parei
took the women to the Starport Security office, to report their abduction. When they reached the main lobby in front of
that office, the rescues took time to thank them before entering the
office. Some of them were crying in
relief that they were free and could go home to their families. Jamerin asked them not to reveal his and
Parei’s help in their escape. There
would be questions they didn’t want to answer.
Twenty abductees should be enough to get the slavers arrested and their
ship seized.
What they had
done was wasn’t illegal, but he Jamerin wasn’t sure if how they had done it
was. Considering Otian’s reaction after the pirate incident, he and Parei would
be safer if they didn’t have to explain.
Within an hour of
their return to Sential Trader, Federation enforcers were seizing the slaver’s
ship and arresting the crew. The Feds would see that the women they abducted
would be returned to their homes.
Jamerin and Parei
got back in time to join the crew for second meal in the dining hall.
“Hey, you two,”
Norsen said. “Where did you disappear
to---shopping in the village?”
“No,” Parei
said. “Last night, we dreamed there were
twenty women on a ship here in port who had been abducted from their homes to
be sold on Fodlesh V at the slave auctions.
So we went to find them.”
“We sneaked on
the ship and helped them get away,” Jamerin laughed. “They had a Tregan guard
and I stole his gun---thought about killing him with it---especially after what
those bastards did to Mom and Dad. But I
decided it would raise too many questions ‘cause ion pistols are illegal here.”
For a moment,
Norsen’s and several of the crew’s mouths dropped open, then Norsen burst out
laughing and the others did, too. “Good one Jamerin. You went to a holo vid
theater, right.”
Jamerin laughed
and Parei said, “Yeah something like that.
The ending was really great.”
Jamerin reached for her hand under the table and winked at her then
reached to pass a casserole dish to the next person waiting for it.
Their secret was
safe.
