A few laughs and then more work.

Your crew members and Nawimbe's owners seemed to find the situation hilarious. Maybe it was because they didn't know that you had sex with her. On this world, while people have sex, within marriage or with slaves, cuddling was something rather non sexual, done between parents and frightened or sick children.

Men and women slept apart from each other joining in bed only for sex. It was the same cultural reason that surprised Lady Nyamboko, the owner of this farm when Lisa took Diana to bed, but it was lesser as they were both women.

"So the sly dog got himself a little bitch. Kudos, I didn't think you'd had the balls to do this." Texted Lisa through you linked neural implants. Without external gear they wouldn't be of much use at long range but inside the farm or in eyesight of each other you could communicate in secret.

"Wake up slaves, lot of work for you to do." said Lady Nyamboko." Nawimbe you will show the two pale faced to Master Diallo farm, a machine is broken and they will repair it, help them and come back with them when it's over, we don't want them to get lost or escape "

You threw a puzzled look to Lisa, hoping for more explanation.

"The 20 Rands of yesterday are peanuts. This time we get 50 if you can repair his machine, it is stopping his whole production and he is in a hurry. We might even get a bonus if you manage it before noon. It will help us get going and put our name out as a serious repair company." Lieutenant Williams explained to both of you. She did so in public and local tongue, the plan seemed reasonable but you were afraid of the consequences if the broken machine couldn't be repaired.

Of course there was no repair company, only her. Mistress Williams, your former second officer was the only one recognized as human with rights on this strange planet, Diana and you were merely assets, strange pale-fleshed ones at that.

After a plate of fresh bread dipped into a bowl of spicy meat boiled in colorful vegetables, with a nice show of naked or almost naked girls sharing the meal with you, you realized that your life here as a **** offered you more rewards than when you were an engineer or captain in the fleet. You could already almost feel yourself in Nawimbe's arms tonight, hoping to be better than the first time even if she didn't care.

As you walked to the Diallo farm you were thinking about ways to repay her kindness. She got bathed each evening before bed so she would be clean, maybe you could start by going down on her, getting her pleasure before taking yours, your only concern was to figure out if it would make you look kind or weak in her eyes.

Factories and engine rooms can at times smell of burnt metal, chemicals and mysterious fragrances that will alert you to a damaged component, you got used to it since your youth. Farms and their rustic smell of sweat and fertilizer (let's give it its real name: shit) was something you had to learn to live with.

Diallo's large barn although solidly constructed of wood and metal plates with pipes going out of it smelled even worse than the rest. You were shown inside and pointed to your mission.