Chapter 18 - Storytelling
The extravagance of Celina's room was almost enough to make Julie forget the
uneasy feeling in her heart. Being located in the middle of the house meant it
had no windows, but the perfectly varnished wooden panelling, decorative light
fittings and plentiful gold trim made up for it. With Kate following her
closely, she sat down on the double bed pointing out from the opposite wall and
almost fell backwards as she sank into its softness.
The room was large enough to fit a small table and two chairs to Julie's left,
one of which was occupied by Seth who looked unusually serious. As Celina took
the other chair, Simeon closed the door behind them and leant against it to
listen.
It was an effort for Julie to remain quiet as they waited for Celina to speak;
she was uncertain she wanted to hear why the blonde had rows of neat, vertical
lines covering her back, but now she was there, the delay was enough to make her
fidget impatiently.
The soft hum of the small bar-fridge in the corner was the only sound until Seth
leant over the table and spoke.
"I had hoped Celina could wait until she was ready to tell you, but it seems I
was wrong."
"You know about it," Julie stated, her eyes narrowing. She was still angry about
being kept in the dark by everyone, and her father was no exception.
"I know a lot of things," he replied cryptically. Julie gritted her teeth, but
the hand Kate placed on her thigh was enough to restrain her; now was not the
time to argue with him.
"What happened in the cafe bathroom?" Kate asked tentatively, breaking the
uncomfortable silence that had fallen on the room.
"Well," Julie began slowly when Celina didn't speak. "Celina started bleeding,
so I took her to the bathroom, and when I saw her back I... I don't know, I got
scared or something."
Kate could tell that Julie was downplaying her memories of what happened; she
knew it would take more than that to make her friend so upset.
"There were all these..." Julie halted, trying to find the right words to
describe what she had seen.
"They're scars," Celina interrupted without looking up. "They were... testing
different strengths of an infection... finding out my resistance."
"An infection," Julie repeated, looking horrified. "They... experimented on
you?!" Celina let out a sob and nodded, remembering the pain of each scar like
it had just happened.
"Why though?" Simeon was both disturbed and confused by the thought. "A strong
Dominant can heal almost anything, why go to all the trouble of experimenting?"
"Because..." Seth paused, sounding reluctant to speak. "It is an infection that
kills Dominants."
"I've never heard of such a thing," Simeon said sceptically.
"Then we've been doing our job," Seth told him, his expression saying he would
reveal no more.
"Is that why I reacted, because it could kill me?" Julie stared at her father,
daring him to not answer.
"Possibly," he replied. "I don't know exactly what it would do to hybrids."
Julie nodded thoughtfully, pushing aside her anger at his vagueness. If they
were trying to learn about the infection, perhaps that was why they captured
her. She still didn't understand why they used that machine on her, though, and
just remembering her behaviour on it was enough to make her blush.
"Is she... are you contagious?" Simeon turned to Celina.
"No," both she and Seth replied, before Seth added: "What remains of the
infection is under the skin; you would need to get blood from there in an open
cut, or drink it." Julie pulled a face at the thought of drinking blood.
"But wait, why are they doing experiments anyway?" she asked, looking confused.
"They don't seem the kind of people to look for cures." Julian had been more
interested in hurting her than anything else.
"Because..." Celina explained. "The master of the station is dying from it."
Trying to ignore the dizzy feeling that was slowly growing in her head, Anna
watched from her position cross-legged on the floor as Julian walked past her,
holding something in his arms. The cold floor had grown warm underneath her bare
buttocks, the tiny and essentially transparent skirt she wore not long enough
for her to sit on.
Guy was silent as Julian crouched beside his chair and opened the hatch at its
base. Trying not to appear interested, Anna watched him swap the object in his
arms with the one in the chair, getting a brief look at the pill-shaped canister
he held.
"It is the one I asked for?" Guy asked in a low voice, making no comment about
why Julian was delivering the canister instead of T-5. It would not surprise him
if Julian had killed T-5 in an act of rage; it had happened before, although he
couldn't prove it.
"Yes," Julian replied flatly, standing up with the empty canister in one hand.
"Good. That will be all."
Guys' dismissal of him caused a flicker of anger to pass across Julian's face.
For a moment, Anna thought Julian was going to hit him, but he seemed to regain
enough control of himself to nod stonily and walk away.
"One day he won't be here to protect you," he whispered harshly, pausing as he
passed by her. She looked up at him with the barest hint of a smile on her soft,
red lips, unflinchingly meeting the hate in his grey eyes. With one hand she
swung at the small patch of skin visible between his pants and shoes, her nails
leaving a surprisingly deep cut.
"Who said I need protection?" she said loudly in reply, maintaining eye-contact
with him as she returned her hand to her lap.
But instead of the rage she had been expecting, Julian started smiling, a cold
expression that made Anna uneasy.
"I will enjoy breaking you," he told her, and glanced down at his leg.
She followed his gaze down, her face going pale as she watched the cut close up
before her very eyes. As injuries went, it wasn't a huge one, but the impossible
speed with which it disappeared scared her. What sort of person was he?!
Despite her shock and now genuine fear of him, Anna managed to meet his eyes. He
only looked back for a moment before he walked off, but as she heard the doors
close behind her, she knew she had lost another battle.
"Julian is unique," she heard Guy say once they were alone again, his gravely
voice taking on a hint of sadness. "Unique and... flawed."
Anna tore her gaze from the doors to face him, still very pale
"Flawed?!" she exclaimed, shocked by his understatement. "He just... healed that
cut quicker than I can lick my lips!"
"Ah, I forget you are from Earth," Guy apologised. "This must be all new to
you."
"What do you mean, 'from Earth'?" Anna stared at him in disbelief. "What other
place would I be from?! You've watched too much TV, Grandpa!" She smiled smugly,
finding it hard to be scared by a crazy old man and what she now dismissed as a
clever trick by Julian.
"So what happened, did daddy give you this place for you and your friends to
play space men?" she sneered, standing up to glare at him. "Do you capture girls
like me because we never looked twice at you in school?"
"You have a great imagination for one so young," Guy said coolly, fascinated by
her behaviour. "And yet you could not be more wrong. Come closer, I will show
you why you were brought here."
Anna's glare became slightly suspicious, and she took a second to consider
before approaching, prepared to fight if he tried anything. She felt
uncomfortable being almost naked so close to him, but his gaze stayed on her
face, quietly contemplating her.
When she stopped only a few metres away, he leant over the edge of his chair and
opened the hatch Julian had been poking around in earlier.
"This canister down here is what keeps me alive," he explained, waving his hand
to indicate the shiny steel pill nestled in amidst the complex web of glowing
cables. "The liquid inside helps hold my infection at bay."
"Pretty lights," Anna said sarcastically. "What does that have to do with me,
except letting me know how to kill you?" She glanced briefly at the canister, as
if measuring how long it would take her to steal it.
"I am not like you," Guy stated levelly, his dark red eyes staring intently at
her. "Your world has legends of vampires; I am about as close to a real one as
you will find. I heal faster, and I'm stronger than you will ever be, despite my
condition. But I don't feed on blood, I feed on sex, and these canisters contain
the liquids we harvest from the cunts of every human girl here."
Anna was silent, too stunned to say anything. The horror of the whole concept,
and the authority with which he spoke was nearly enough to make her believe him.
She realised she was squeezing her legs together and tried to relax them, even
as she thought back to her time in the tube, remembering how the machine had
made her cum over and over... harvesting her like a cow for her milk.
"This canister is from you," he told her, his normally rough voice sounding
almost soft.
"That... is from me?" Anna made a weak attempt at laughing, but it lacked her
earlier conviction. "Yeah, right!" she scoffed. "I wasn't in there long enough
to fill a cup, let alone one of those things!" She looked down at the canister,
estimating its capacity to be at least several litres, and imagining it full of
her female liquids was something that made her feel ill. Even if she told
herself she didn't believe him, it was like learning someone had been collecting
the hairs off her hairbrush, only infinitely more intimate.
"We keep records on all the girls here," Guy informed her, watching the way she
was increasingly swaying, unable to maintain her balance. It would not be much
longer... "In one month, you will have been here two years."
"Two..." she breathed, and then fell to her knees, one hand catching the
arm-rest of Guys' chair to stop herself from ending up flat on her face.
"You... you're lying, I only just woke up today, I can't have slept for... that
long."
"For most of the time you were sedated," he explained. "The remainder, your
conscious mind was suppressed. You woke up only because I woke you."
"No," she choked, refusing to believe him. With her free hand she pressed
against her chest just above her aching breasts, feeling the rapid pounding of
her heart. What remained of her mind that wasn't paralysed by horror knew her
heart shouldn't be beating so fast. The sweat pouring off her almost naked body
was stinging her eyes, trickling down her back to disappear in the curve between
her buttocks.
She didn't hear Guy call to her as she fell forward, her arms having barely
enough strength to stop her head from hitting the floor. Unable to escape the
powerful drugs she had been given, Anna's body violently rebelled at its
treatment. I feel so hot, she thought detachedly. It hurts...
She slid into unconsciousness.
"You expect me to stay quiet about this?" It was an effort for Simeon to keep
his voice down as he spoke to Seth near the door. "This could destroy our very
society! The Council needs to know everything..."
"You will tell no-one, and especially not the Council." Seth's voice carried a
dangerous tone. "We have kept this secret since long before you or I was born;
we'll do anything to protect it, and I would hate to break Julie's heart."
"Are you threatening me?" Simeon's face hardened.
"I am asking you to trust that we know what we're doing," Seth replied quietly.
"Trust you? Your daughter trusted you, and you abandoned her!"
"I did what any father would have done," Seth told him steadily.
"She needed your protection and you weren't there. If these people were hunting
her all this time, its blind luck she wasn't found earlier!"
"You know nothing of what happened," Seth hissed, anger showing on his face.
"Kelly died to hide her, and she would have stayed hidden except for Moira. Guy
wanted me as much as he wanted Julie; I needed to hide, and the Resistance
helped me."
"But why, why were they looking for you both? Why was it so important to leave
her?"
"You think I will tell you, when I won't tell her?" Seth looked slightly
suspicious.
"She trusts you had a good reason, but that won't last forever," Simeon told him
in exasperation. "If it is too hard to tell her, tell me then!"
"Did she ask you to do this?" Seth turned away to watch the girls huddled in the
middle of the bed, whispering quietly amongst themselves. His gaze lingered on
Julie, who had turned her back to the rest of the room, sensing that she was
listening despite showing no interest.
"She talks about you all the time, but no, she never asked." Simeon watched as
Julie's father sighed heavily.
"When Guy was first infected, he was funding our work on the Amplifier... the
necklace. He contacted us about researching hybrids... I was the best person for
it, but I declined." Seth took a deep breath before continuing.
"Kelly became pregnant with Julie the year after. We learned later that Guy had
drugged her so it was almost guaranteed her child would be a hybrid. That drug
was one of the many wonderful gifts Moira gave us, but the hybrid children it
created never lived long enough to be useful to them. So they forced me to work
on the problem, in order to save my own daughter."
Simeon knew that Moira had been involved in illegal hybrid research, but the
knowledge that she could create them so easily was shocking, given that none had
survived. The drugs he was taking before Julie made them useless only worked on
a small percentage of hybrids, and an even smaller amount lived past puberty.
Why he of all people had lived for so long was something no-one could answer.
"And you did it in nine months," Simeon whispered, both impressed and horrified.
"Six months," Seth corrected, sounding slightly proud. "But Guy never learnt
how; the Resistance found us and we moved to Earth before he could get my work."
"We have no records of you coming here," Simeon told him.
"Of course not, he would have checked those." Seth paused to gather his
thoughts, turning to lean back on the wall and stare up at the ceiling. "The
Resistance wanted my help with some of their work, so I... left them. It wasn't
for long, a week or two, but Kelly was... a very social person, and people were
interested in our eyes, Julies and mine. Some of Guys men learned about us, and
unable to find me, they came for Julie instead..."
Seth trailed off into silence, eyes closed as he remembered that day. Simeon
didn't fail to notice the girls had stopped talking, and he could see out the
corner of his eye that Julie had turned part-way around so she could see, and
hear, better.
"I took anything that didn't belong on Earth; the police didn't find anything
special. I would have taken Julie from the hospital, but... she looked so
peaceful there, sleeping in her cot. All I had to offer was a life of running...
so I..." Seth paused, his voice cracking with emotion. Tears squeezed their way
through his closed eyelids, but he made no move to wipe them away. After a
moment, he coughed loudly and gave his head a shake to clear it. His eyes opened
and focused on Julie, the tears turning her face into Kelly's for a brief
moment.
"So I left her. I made sure there was no record of them, and by the time Guy
realised he wasn't looking for a mother and daughter anymore, the trail was long
gone."
"Until Moira," Simeon added quietly.
"Moira left Guys service before Julie was born, one of the reasons he came to
me," Seth explained. "No doubt she led Shadow here, searching for Kelly and the
Amplifier; instead, she found Julie. She would have recognised her own work
pretty quickly."
"So she went back to Guy just to let him know?" Simeon sniffed in disbelief.
"Why does Moira do anything?" Seth shrugged. "But I doubt we've seen the last of
her."
He fell silent, gazing down at Julie as she smiled back at him over her
shoulder, wordlessly thanking him for telling the story.
"I... have work to do," he mumbled suddenly. With a smile at the girls and a nod
to Simeon, he opened the door and left.
For a long time nobody moved, the silence broken every few seconds by Julie as
she sniffed. Simeon watched from across the room, uncertain whether to leave the
girls in peace, or go over and comfort her.
"Julie, I..." Lost for words, Celina trailed off without finishing.
"I'm fine; I just need a minute to think." Julie sniffed for the hundredth time,
and wiped away the tears she was trying to hide by keeping her head bowed.
She hated Simeon seeing her in her current state, and gave him a puffy-eyed
attempt at a smile and mouthed "I'm okay", hoping he would leave. He wasn't
convinced though, and despite the pleading look on her face, came over to wrap
his arms around her from behind.
"I'm fine!" she hissed indignantly, trying to wriggle out of his embrace.
"Sure?" His concerned expression couldn't hide the faint amusement he got from
her discomfort, an expression that widened into a smile as she growled angrily.
"I'm sure!" Julie glared playfully at him as he let go and stepped back.
"I'll see you girls at dinner then," Simon announced, and with a mimed kiss
directed at Julie, turned and left.
As soon as the door had closed behind him, Kate was leaning forward onto her
hands and sticking her face into Julies'.
"Okay, what is going on with you and him?" she demanded, grinning widely.
"Oh, nothing!" the violet eyed girl replied, recovering quickly from her
surprise.
"That wasn't 'nothing'!" Kate insisted, emerald green eyes narrowing in
response. "He did everything but invite you into bed after dinner!"
"That is already arranged," Julie said deviously, enjoying the look of shock
that crossed Kates' face.
"I knew it!" she exclaimed, pounding one fist against the mattress. "Kate has
been out of the loop for too long; tell!" Julie groaned loudly.
"Perhaps I should start from the start, when we went to bed," she suggested
slowly. "...That night." Kates' smile slipped slightly, but she still nodded as
she sat up again. Her memories of the days prior were broken and confused, and
the weeks that followed were just as bad. She barely remembered getting the
lollypops with Julie and almost nothing afterwards.
"I have to find out sometime," she said softly.
"What..." Celina began nervously. "What happened?"
Julie sighed as she looked at the girls seated in front of her.
"Well, everyone else has told a story, I guess it's my turn."
An hour later the three girls emerged from Celina's room, walking side-by-side
to Julies' room. After absorbing the story in silence, and then asking a few
innocent questions, Kate began probing her friend for exact details of her times
with both Simeon and Susan. Julie had strained her vocabulary, blushing her way
through every awkward story whilst Kate giggled and Celina listened intently,
her blue eyes wide with fascination.
It didn't take long before Kate wanted to see the toys Julie was speaking of,
their descriptions enough to make her sex grow slick in her panties. She had
seen Julie and Susan together earlier in the day, and learning that the
strap-on, blindfold and gag were tame compared to some of Julies' other toys was
more than enough to make her curious.
"Okay, where are they?" she demanded once they were in Julies' room, crouching
down to peer underneath the bed.
"In the wardrobe," Julie told her in exasperation, quickly collecting the
discarded gag and taking it to the bathroom for a quick wash. She noticed how
wet the floor was and smiled to herself, clearly smelling Susan and Trig.
"This stuff is so kinky!" Kate exclaimed with the wardrobe doors wide open,
unable to keep the lust from her voice.
Julie looked a little nervous as she replaced the ball-gag in the wardrobe. She
could feel the need growing in both Kate and herself with every passing moment,
and she knew where it was headed. Celina looked more than interested in the
collection of sex-toys, and Julie couldn't politely send her away, but imagining
the blonde watching made her uneasy, and there was only one other option.
Still thinking, Julie collected the strap-on from off the floor and washed it as
well, not listening to the two other girls talking. Returning to her room, she
found Kate in the middle of trying to fit the ball-gag into an apprehensive
Celina's mouth.
"These things are pretty big," the brunette remarked, trying to act casual as
she let Celina go. "It would never fit!" Her cheeks turned bright red a moment
later as Julie continued to stare at her, causing her to look away hurriedly.
"Actually," the young Dominant corrected, plucking the gag from Kates'
unresisting hand. "You just need to use a little force." Grabbing Kate by the
jaw, Julie firmly inserted the gag into her open mouth, easily batting away the
girls' hands as she buckled it tightly. As soon as she was free, Kate reached
for the buckle.
"Don't touch," Julie commanded sharply.
"Mm!" she protested, but let her hands drop to her sides. Glaring at Julie, she
explored around the rubber ball with her tongue as she tried to remember why the
sensation seemed familiar.
Julie gave her a sweet smile in response, before turning to Celina, her
expression serious.
"I want to stay," Celina said before Julie could speak.
"You can't just... sit and watch," Julie told her, looking uncomfortable. "And I
don't need any more pets." She smiled weakly.
"I know, but... I don't want to be alone." Celina looked pleadingly at Julie.
"I'll be here the whole time if you need me," Julie tried to reassure her. She
felt Kate come up behind her, brushing against her back and emitting a barely
audible whine of impatience.
"Please, I'll be quiet!" Celina was about ready to drop to her knees and beg,
and Julie couldn't bring herself to insist that she left.
"Okay," Julie sighed, turning to the wardrobe. "But... you will be very quiet."
She showed Celina her spare gag, which was smaller than the one Kate had and fit
more comfortably in Susan's mouth. Obediently, Celina opened her mouth and
allowed her self to be gagged.
"Just find somewhere to sit," Julie told her with a gentle smile. Celina moaned
around the rubber ball in reply.
"Now, strip," Julie commanded, turning to face Kate.
Shocked, Kate made no move to obey, and stood still as Julie came up close until
she could feel her friends' breath on her skin.
"Do it," Julie whispered, and planted a kiss on Kates' cheek, just above the
strap of the gag. Her touch was like fire, a heat that went straight to Kate's
sex and made her quiver with sudden arousal.
Kate hurried to obey, driven by the bond to her mistress that had lain dormant
during her recovery. Quickly she stripped off her shirt, exposing the soft, pale
curves of her figure. The thin straps of her flimsy pink bra pressed into her
skin, her breasts threatening to burst from its confines. Bending forward, she
slipped off her shoes and paused, hands on the waistband of her jeans. Green
eyes stared nervously up at Julie. She wanted to be naked, to give everything to
her, but still she hesitated, confused by her feelings.
"And the pants," Julie prompted, trying to smile reassuringly.
Kate moaned loudly, shame warming her face as she pulled her jeans down to her
knees to expose a matching pair of pink panties, the soft cotton damp with her
arousal. She tugged awkwardly at her jeans, freeing one and then the other leg
and leaving her in nothing but her socks and underwear.
Julie watched the black marking on Kates' belly move as she straightened, the
thick lines forming the same symbol that was on her own belly. She could see the
confusion and fear in Kates' bright green eyes, as she fought the urges growing
in her.
Julie took hold of Kates' hand, and with the other took a pair of cuffs from the
wardrobe. Kate whimpered as Julie stepped behind her and closed the first cuff
around her slender wrist.
"Just relax," Julie whispered to her, undoing the pink clasp in the middle of
her back. The cold steel of the remaining cuff swung free from her wrist,
bouncing against her bare thigh as Julies' fingers pulled her bra-straps down
over her shoulders. The soft cups remained for only a second before falling
away, uncovering the dark circles of her areolae and pink nipples that were
already hard and erect.
Julie reached around her and cupped both breasts in her hands, causing Kate to
moan again as she rubbed her nipples. The almost naked girl placed her hands on
top of Julies', pressing them into her breasts.
"Not yet," Julie told her softly, catching Kates' hands and pulling them back
behind her. The final cuff clicked around her wrist, restraining her until Julie
set her free.
"Stay there." Behind her, Julie quickly stripped down to her own black lace
underwear. She glanced at Celina, noticing how she was staring intently whilst
she absently rubbed at her own nipples through the black suit.
"Now... Kneel," the violet-eyed girl commanded, walking around to stand with
hands on her hips in front of Kate.
A flicker of anger crossed Kates' face at being ordered around, but she moved to
obey, lowering herself to her knees.
"Good girl," Julie said approvingly, and immediately Kate began blushing.
"Right, legs apart!" she ordered. Kate moaned with shame as she parted her legs,
her sex clearly visible underneath her panties, the only piece of clothing she
had left besides her socks.
Trying her best to remain passive, Julie paused to watch as Celina stripped off
her own jeans and shoes, imitating Kate by leaving her panties on. The black
suit hugged her figure from below her buttocks up to her neck and it hid
nothing, making the white of her panties stand out. Breathing heavily around the
gag, she shuffled up to kneel in line with the stunned Kate and spread her legs
in submission.
Julie made a soft choking sound as Celina looked up at her, blue eyes silently
pleading. She had no idea how to respond; it was already hard enough for her to
be Mistress to Kate, without Celina complicating things.
Julies' face hardened, and she looked firmly at the blonde kneeling before her.
In a tone that made Kate shiver, she spoke.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Kate realised that the person standing in front of her was no longer the Julie
who had bought lollypops with her all those weeks ago.
She was Mistress Julie now, and Kate liked it.
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Gigantic thanks to that wonderful lady, slavelucy
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