Rob's World: False Memories with Captain Amelia

Could you remember a moment in your life that changed it, radically and for the better?

Captain Amelia Smollett could. She could remember it vividly and relished in that memory. In truth, though, the good Captain couldn't remember much of anything save for what had been created for her. Her old life as a proud, loyal naval captain swiftly scrubbed away and replaced by a delusion, one she was ignorant of and supremely enamored with.

It was a cherished memory she often revisited when things got slow. Or whenever she was stroking her clit and jilling off. Basking in the memory of when she first met her Master...

It was a strange thing for someone as famous and infamous as the notorious "Captain Bitch" to travel to the far edges of known space, to an insignificant planet in an insignificant solar system in an insignificant galaxy. More strange even was the fact that Amelia was technically retired from the slaving game, knowing all too well that in that line of work, you either cashed your chips out early or someone would pry them from your cold dead hands.

Still, retired or not, backwater dirtball of a planet or not, Amelia's cat-like curiosity was piqued by the offer that arrived to her private villa. Simply the novelty of a human knowing of her and knowing how to contact her was worth the sojourn, at the very least.

Amelia had touched down on a lush stretch of lawn leading up to a large, but not mansion-like, house. Quickly, she was invited in by female attendants (slaves, no doubt, she thought) and made her way to a private study to meet her prospective employer.

As far as first impressions go, Amelia was more then impressed and intrigued by this Rob Daily. Most of the slavers across her native galaxy were, to use some colourful language, disgusting piles of suet. Morbidly obese and slovenly, with a personality as foul as their hygiene. No wonder they needed to buy women, there was no way they could attract a woman of any species through any conventional manner. But this Mr. Daily, however, this human... hmm, there was something there, Amelia thought, doing her best to hide her smile. He was a large man, yes, but not so much that it became off-putting. Sitting upright behind his desk, he seemed to exude power and confidence, those attributes only amplified by his larger frame. The dark hair woman in the fishnets standing by his side, too, was an appealing and alluring figure, her beauty and presence further enhancing the handsome man she served.

"Captain Amelia." Rob rose from his seat, gave a deep bow to her, then took one of her hands and planted a soft kiss upon the back of her hand. "Your reputation proceeds you. As does your beauty. Thank you so much for coming all this way to meet with me."

"Please, Mr. Daily, flattery will get you nowhere..." Amelia replied with a chuckle, more amused than polite, eyes and fangs twinkling in the light as she took her seat. When she did, Rob returned to his, giving her a knowing look and smile.

"Flatter? Far from it, dear Captain. I am simply giving the most famed slaver in the seven stellar seas her due praise." Rob leaned back and gazed at her curvaceous, busty form. If she shut her eyes, Amelia firmly believed she could feel his eyes upon her body, and she did not mind the attention. Normally, a prospective client eyefucking her would be a deal-breaker, but something about the appreciative expression on Rob's face set Amelia's heart to patter.

"Well, it is always nice to be appreciated, I suppose..." Amelia said, idly and as nonchalant as possible, turning away from Rob to look at the dark-haired **** at his side. "Though, on the topic of coming all this way, how were you so confident that I would come out to the galactic boonies just to hear a business offer?" Reaching to her belt, Amelia pulled out a felt bag, withdrawing a handful of glittering gemstones from it, rolling them around her palm. "Not that I don't mind an advanced payment, but what was stopping me from just keeping these all for myself and ignoring you."

"Oh, there was nothing at all." Rob admitted in a blasé manner. "But you're here, so it doesn't matter now, does it? Plus, it was well worth the risk of having you under my employ." Such brazen confidence was enough to cause Amelia to swoon, leaving her praying she retained some composure before this man. "But where are my manner? First, this is my right-hand, Zatanna."

He motioned to the black-haired beauty, who inclined her head and smiled. "Charmed, Captain." She then sidled over to Rob, arms around him and pulling him in for a loving, heated kiss. "The Master is very much a fan of your work and is eager to... have you, as it were."

Licking her lips, Amelia felt her body flush and grow hot. If there was one thing she could respect, it was a man who kept his slaves in line. The power and respect Rob Daily exuded was so thick she could practically taste it.

"Can I get you any refreshments before we start?" Rob offered. To Amelia's eyes, he was either ignorant of her clear attraction to him or simply too polite to show any reaction. "I can assure you, no matter how exotic your request, Zatanna can make it happen."

"No, sir, I would simply prefer if we get down to business."

"Very well." Quickly, Rob Daily retrieved a series of manila folders and spread them upon the desktop. There were five in total, as he invited Amelia to peruse through them at her pleasure. The interior of each folder was information on his targets, and they immediately made the seasoned Captain take pause and question somethings.

"This is... hmm, this..." Eyes scanning over the words and images, Amelia failed to find the words needed. While the choices of races - Twilek, Togruta, Asari - were not surprising in the slightest, they were basically the top three dream races of any sex slaver, the specifics about the targets were mindboggling. Should she take this job, Amelia was unsure how to approach it.

Finally, she just said it. "The Asari will be no issue, for certain but... You want me to capture two Jedi, a Sith, and pluck a Na'vi from the hell world they call home? That is a mighty big ask..." She clicked her tongue at her own understatement. One of them would be a big ask. But put them all together...

"Well, that's why I hired the best." Rob stated with a sly smile. Amelia narrowed her eyes, leaning back and crossing her arms.

"I am retired, you know. I do not need this job."

"And yet, you came here when I dangled some shiny baubles before you." Tenting his fingers, Rob leaned forward into the desk, smile turning from sly to sinister, though no less attractive. "You do have a price, my dear Captain. Name it, and I'll happily deliver it to you when you deliver these stellar babes to me."

With another click of her tongue, Amelia felt her hackles rising at the flippant attitude of the man before her. She was offended and that was mingling very strangely with the sheer animal magnetism radiating from Rob Daily. She snorted and then calmed down, eyes falling back to the images of the five women - Ahsoka, Barriss, Liara, Talon, and Neytiri - trying to calculate anyway to make this workable.

Lost in thought, Rob spoke up again. "I am serious. Name it, Captain, and you'll have it. Gold, jewels, fine food and drink. Even women. Though, none from my harem. We'd have to work that one out."

With those words, Rob drew Amelia's attention again, the two staring eye-to-eye as Rob continued.

"I imagine for a sexual creature like you, the desire to sample your wares was an impossible temptation. I cannot say what your retirement is like, but I do hope you aren't lacking in the carnal indulgences such a beautiful woman like you deserves." On and on, Rob began to wax philosophical on his assumptions of Amelia and her lifestyle and, strangely enough, he wasn't too far off the mark. Namely, without the adventures of sailing the starry seas, she was bored, listless, and wanting. She needed a thrill in her life.

And, maybe, just maybe, she needed a man...

A sharp, feline smile began to spread across her feline features, Amelia's eyes dancing as the thought came to being. "I think, sir, there is a deal we can make." With lightning fast speed, Amelia rose from her chair, straddled the desk, and swung her legs around so that they dangled before Rob. Never one to miss the opportunity to fondle a beautiful woman, it seemed, Rob began to slide his hands up and down the fine leather of her boots, as well as her slender, muscular legs, ruffling her fur. His touch was electric.

"You are clearly a man of wealth and taste," Amelia began with a purr, over the moons of Rigel-4 with Rob's ministrations. "With an emphasis on wealth. For these women, for this job, I could demand a fortune. But then I thought... what if instead of asking for part of your fortune, I bask in the entirety of it?"

Rob tried his best to play coy. Amelia saw right through it, of course, but he looked cute nonetheless. "I am afraid I do not follow, Captain."

Chuckling, Amelia slid forward, now mounted atop Rob's thighs and waist. She ran a clawed finger down his chest. "I am missing something in my life: Sex! Endless, mind-blowing, cunt-busting sex! I have worked for slobs and incels and all sorts of scum, but I can tell you are not. You are handsome and strong and virile and from first sight I think I have wanted you. So, you can pay me my standard fee, up front, but if I do succeed in this job, let me join your harem." Never did Amelia think she would ask such a thing, but it felt right as the words trilled off her tongue. Being a member of Rob Daily's harem. "As both **** and partner. Let me live a life of luxury and pleasure in my retirement." With a fanged smile, Amelia quickly added, "With an opt-out clause, of course."

Amelia knew Rob's answer before he spoke, grinding her dampening crotch upon his hardening cock. Oh, how she could not wait to ride this bull.

"Well," Rob said with a big, triumphant smile, as if this were his plan all the while, "How could I say no to such an offer? I believe we have ourselves a deal, Captain..."

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"Ah, Master! Master! Master! Deeper! Go deeper you fucking beast! No man has ever treated me like this, only you! Only you! Aaaaaah fuck me! I spent so many years turning others to whores, but this is what I was meant to be! Your whore! Your slut! Thank you for buying me, sir! Thank you for fucking my slutty kitty cat cunt, Master!"

Riding upon Rob's cock, screaming and orgasming completely, Amelia was off two minds, in two worlds. Reliving the perfect memory of her meeting with the man she now called Master. And inhabiting the present, as she felt his glorious cock piston deeply into her cunt.

She hit her third orgasm before Rob came in her, riding all of those highs at once, before collapsing bonelessly upon his lap, purring contently. Rob smirked.

"Still thinking of exercising that opt-out clause, Captain?"

"Never..." Amelia said with a outstretched, languid tongue. "Never, ever, ever. I want to be your Captain Bitch, now and forever. And I want to put my talents to work and bring you more sluts to learn the glory of being a horny, happy fuckslave..."

"Oh, I do certainly have an idea for your talents, Captain, don't you worry." Rob promised with a kiss. Before long, Amelia curled up into a ball, exhausted but happy, sinking back into those false memories with a smile on her face.

But even with her satisfaction, everything that was Amelia now, her false memories and her radical life path from naval officer to slaver to ****, was nothing more than a small part of Rob's world.

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Darkstar239, probably the biggest supporter for this story, suggested that he wanted to see a Rob's World chapter focused on Captain Amelia and her false memories. Maybe not exactly what he was thinking, but I have been struggling to write lately, and felt like I needed to push through with something to deal with writer's block, my own lethargy, and the other things in my life.

But, like Darkstar suggesting this chapter, anyone else can suggest a chapter for this thread. I do have a few more stories already in mind, but if you have a girl you want to see featured in Rob's World, or a scenario you have in mind, don't be afraid to let me know in the comments. Or, take your hand at a guest chapter, if you're feeling up to it. All I hope is that you guys continue to enjoy what I am putting out for you all.