To her place

“You’re taking me back to your place,” Caliban announced, much to Druuna’s surprise.

“What?!” Druuna wondered, giving voice to her confusion with “Why?”

“Because I tell you to,” Caliban responded, his voice implying that he considered that to be a good enough reason, and tugged the noose round her neck a little to make her move again.

“Stop,” as Caliban said this, the two of them had been walking in silence for about five minutes, with the young trader seeming anxious to get as far away as possible from Bedford and Hogue as quickly as possible.

Caliban then removed his canvas cloak and draped it over her naked form, making sure to pull it as tight as possible. Since he was slightly taller than her, the cloak reached down to just above her knees, leaving the lower portion her legs exposed but every other part of her body covered.

“Keep your eyes on the ground as much as you can,” Caliban calmly instructed Druuna as he pulled the cloak’s hood over her head to hide her face, apparently not wanting her beauty to be noticed by anyone as they made their way to her apartment.

Despite not knowing why he was taking her there, Druuna went along with it due in part to her hope that she might trick Caliban into entering it on his own and be killed by Shastar. She was not proud of herself for considering having the enigmatic young man die in such a fashion, but it was still preferable to having to spend the rest of her life as his ****.

With such thoughts in her head, Druuna walked ahead of Caliban, only looking up every once in a while to make sure that they were still going the right way, and led him back to her small apartment. During their journey, the two of them had only met a handful of people, and there had been no interaction with these people, this was a sector where strangers rarely socialized with one another.

“This is it.” Druuna announced as she stopped by the metal door leading into her small apartment, she and Caliban being the only people in the dark and dreary corridor where the only source of light was the one fluorescent tube which was still functioning.

She waited for Caliban to push down the handle and step inside, but soon found that she was waiting in vain as he simply smiled at her and made no motion to open the door.

“You’re not trying to set me up, are you?” the boyishly handsome trader wondered with a tone of voice which reeked of sarcasm, “I know what’s waiting inside.”

Druuna could only stand frozen in shock at this revelation, fearing that Caliban would use his knowledge about Shastar to **** her and further humiliate her, or simply let the soldiers know about her boyfriend’s advanced sickness.

“Please don’t tell anyone!” Druuna pleaded with him, adding a **** “I’ll do anything!”

“I won’t, and I know that you will,” Caliban hadn’t raised his voice even in the face of Druuna’s panicky pleading, “but for now you’ll take this.”

Druuna yelped as Caliban spun her around and ripped the cloak away to reveal her nakedness once more, and she felt how the rope around her wrists was yanked apart and something was placed in her free hands. For a moment she had feared that Caliban was simply bluffing, and that she’d completely fallen for it.
Looking at the item now in her hand she found it to be a syringe filled with a fluid that had a pale orange glow about it.

“Go inside and stick this into Shastar,” Caliban indirectly told Druuna that he hadn’t been bluffing by saying her lover’s name, “it should be enough to cure him with.”

“What?” Druuna glanced down at the serum and then announced that “This isn’t the serum, the serum’s colourless.”

“I know that.” For the first time, Caliban sounded as if he was annoyed by her, “But it can still help Shastar.”

“Alright, I’ll do it,” Druuna’s voice was quivering, but she nonetheless opened the door and stepped inside her apartment. Behind her, Caliban pulled the door closed and then she heard something heavy being dragged across the floor on the other side of it.

Pulling the handle down and pushing the door away from her, Druuna found that it was now impossible to open it; Caliban had used one of the pieces of scrap metal littering the corridor to bar the door.

Cursing her luck, Druuna forgot about the trader for now and instead focused on the sound of something slithering across the pipes which hid the ceiling from view, and waited until an orange tendril was lowered down from amongst.

“It’s going to be alright, Shastar,” Druuna promised the creature, although she had no way of knowing whether or not he really understood her, and then grabbed the rubbery tendril in her hand.

Holding the twitching piece of soft, elastic flesh still with one hand, Druuna used the other to pierce through the tendril’s skin with the syringe, Shastar letting out a squeal as the orange fluid flowed into him.

Soon the syringe was empty and Druuna stepped back from the tendril, soon falling down on her bed and waiting for what was to come next. Having feared that the “cure” might kill Shastar, she could at least console herself with the fact that he was still alive, even if the weird noises that he was producing implied that he was in a great deal of pain.

Finally, after ten minutes of him bellowing out his pain and anger, Shastar grew silent and stopped striking out with his tendrils from his cover amongst the piping.

Then something suddenly landed on the floor with a loud thump. Looking up from her upright foetal position with her head buried behind her knees, Druuna was dumbstruck by the sight of Shastar squatting on the floor with his body having been restored to its original shape. Naturally enough, Shastar was completely naked and his hair was a lot more ruffled than he’d usually kept it, but apart from that there were no signs of the fact that he had just spent a little time in the shape of a tentacled nightmare.

“Shastar!” Druuna finally managed to exclaim, and leapt out of the bed to embrace her beloved.

Her calling of his name made Shastar get up into an upright position and turn towards her, a brief glint appearing in his eyes while Druuna got wise to the fact that he was sporting a massive erection.

Shastar still hadn’t said anything to her as he now drew nearer to her, consuming her naked body with his gaze while pre-cum poured out of his pisshole, and Druuna found herself being uncertain of whether she should be aroused or afraid.