Interlude: calling home

Cecil locked the door behind him, leaving his two lovely pets to their pleasurable hell. He was enjoying their surprise addition immensely. He hadn't expected the warrior girl to collapse so quickly into submission, but he took the gift for what it was. It was going to be difficult to separate their first catch from his fool of a patron, but he was reasonably sure he could slip her from his notice.

The pair would make a wonderful engagement present for his bride to be. He was going to make the most of this journey to prepare them for their new lives.

He strolled back through the ship, heading for the bridge and communication cabin. As he reached the bridge he found the captain speaking with Gilwell, his patron.

"Ah dear Cecil! Just the man, how is my girl? Recovered from all our exertions has she hmmm?" The purple clad noble sidled up to Cecil like an old friend and prodded him with an elbow conspiratorially.

"My lord, greetings. I'm afraid the poor thing is awfully tired. I'm beginning to think that your vigour is proving too much for her alone." Cecil bit his tongue behind a smile. Gilwell had no idea of the value in well trained and cared for slaves, he just bounced from pleasure to pleasure without thinking. There was much more to be gained by refining that pleasure, flavouring the gluttony.

"Hahaaa! What can i say?" He clapped cecil on the back. "Anyway, i was just talking to our brilliant captain about further expeditions. This one has been wildly successful, despite the nasty business before we left. A silver lining though, thats five salaries we wont need to pay now." Gilwill shrugged and yawned.

Cecil grit his teeth and glanced to the captain, who shared his look of barely contained rage. "An unfortunate loss, they were good men. Anyway My Lord, it seems your exertions catch up with you too. Perhaps you should get some rest while the weather is calm."

"Perhaps you are right dear Cecil, good day sirs." Gilwill left them on the bridge, wandering back in the direction of his cabin.

"The bastard fool, five good men indeed. I'd rather the bitch got him than all of them." The captain shook his head. "Anyway Cecil what brings you to the bridge?"

"I would ask the use of the communication room Captain, i need to make some arrangements back at home before we return. And while Gilwill is a fool, futher expeditions could be even more lucrative than this one, especially when we can take charge without that fool pretending to run things. The animals are one prospect, but these tribes contain such specimens of beauty and grace. We could fill the halls of Eulmore with their serenity." Cecil said. "Even if we cut him out next time, i would finance a trip of my own."

The captain nodded. "I see, maybe you could persuade me, bring that killer out for some entertainment. My boys need a pick me up and she could provide it."

"She will need a day or two to prepare, there is little resistance in her, but she is incredibly naive. I can have her dancing and serving by then. Though i must insist she stays unsullied, i have bigger plans for them both once we arrive." Cecil offered a hand to shake.

The Captain shook it. "A deal then, feel free to use the communications. Ill look forward to your presentation."

Cecil smiled at him and bowed, he stepped oast him and headed for his destination.

A few minutes later he had connected back to Eulmore and waited for the love of his life to answer...