This disturbs me; I have always been in control. If nothing else, at least of myself.

I decide to return to my quarters, it has been a long day. Perhaps I will understand my feelings tomorrow, although I have said this to myself for several days now and still have no answer. It is disturbing not to understand one's own feeling especially when they grow stronger with each passing day.

As I walk I pass one of my officers. She stops and stands at attention as I pass, showing me the respect I deserve.

"Captain Crichton," she says flatly with eyes front.

"Officer Sun," I return with an acknowledging nod as I pass her.

She is one of seven officers under my command aboard this leviathan prison transport. One of too many officers as far as I am concerned. This ship is capable of holding up to three hundred prisoners yet it regularly holds only a handful. At this moment there are only three, a pathetic number that disgusts me. I command a huge ship with seven officers to guard one Hynerian, one Delvian and one Luxan. It is times like these that make my assignment seem almost like a joke.

Oh, well. I think to myself. A hot meal and a good night sleep will improve my mood.

* * * * *

Tossing my napkin on the plate I lean back and nod, letting my little servant know that I am done. Scuttling over from her seat in the corner she quickly begins clearing away the plates. She is an obedient little thing, always quick to serve always keeping her eyes lowered. I purchased her over a cycle ago and consider it money well spent. She is smart and was easy to train, I find now that I hardly ever have to beat her. Although I still do now and then, if nothing else, to let her know that I still will.

It is not uncommon for captains to have personal servants. Officially it is against regulation but Peacekeeper Command tolerates it.

My friend Crais is fond of saying, "We're not captains for nothing,"

Raising up I walk over and stand near my bed. The dishes cleared my little servant quickly comes over and begins undoing the claps of my red and black leather coat. One of her duties is to undress me and, if I wish it, to pleasure me.

Tonight I wish it.

Pulling the coat off my shoulders she places it on a hanger and puts it in the closet. While she does that I sit down on the edge of the bed and wait for her to return. She does so quickly and kneels down in front of me to take off my boots.

"How was your day, my captain?" she says without raising her eyes. She asks me this question every night.

"Better than most, Eilynn." I find myself saying this as thoughts of the Luxan drift through my mind and I feel an unsettling tightening in my groin.

Removing my boots Eilynn carries them over and sets them by the door. When I am done with her she will take them back to her cell and polish them. She returns and I order her to kneel before me and unfasten my pants, my groin is now aching and in need of her tender attention.

Unzipping my pants she spreads the thick black material and then the undergarment beneath. My poor cock springs forward with an enthusiasm that it has not had in a while. Obediently Eilynn dips down and takes it into her mouth.

I let my head tilt back and close my eyes at the feel of Eilynn's soft warm lips. I don't need to give instructions; she's fully trained in the techniques that please me the most. I allow myself to get lost in the pleasure; my body only exists in my groin.

Then, as if I can't help it, I think of the Luxan and a fire of pleasure ignites in me that is almost dizzying. I let myself go with it, let these fanciful thoughts take over as I imaging that it is the Luxan's mouth on my cock and not Eilynn's.

The fantasy fuels my desires and an ecstasy courses through my body with such force that I feel I will be consumed by it. And then I finally am, I can't stop my dissonant groans or the wild bucking of my hips as I cum harder than I can ever remember into Eilynn's attentive mouth.

When I am spent I slump back onto the bed and remain still as Eilynn cleans me off and removes the rest of my clothes. After such a powerful climax I find it unthinkable that I am starting to harden again as thoughts of the Luxan stay firmly in my mind.

I feel a hunger growing in me, so strong that I am almost frightened by it. Finally I understand what has drawn me to the Luxan and I find this equally frightening because I have never before desired another male. Perhaps that is something else that has bothered me.

I've always had a healthy sexual appetite and have gone to great lengths to satisfy it, although it is not always so easy. It is convenient to have Eilynn to alleviate my needs; she is always obedient and eager to please. Not like my last servant, Chiana. She had a fiery will that no amount of beatings could subdue. When I discovered she had been secretly giving herself to one of my guards I beat her until I was soaked up to my sleeves with her blood. Poor little thing never recovered and I guess it was for the best. I have more important things to worry about than the loyalties of my slave.

Eilynn has proven to be very satisfying, unfortunately I bore easily. My eye had landed several times on Officer Sun. She is a lovely creature and a loyal officer but there is a coldness about her that unsettles me. I suppose I could pull rank and order her to my quarters but such things are against regulation and something Peacekeeper Command frowns upon. I am cautious enough not to risk my commission for such things. I have, however, been lucky from time to time. Coming across a timid little Tech who knew her word would not be taken over mine or an opportunistic soldier willing to give herself to me in the hopes of advancing her own career. I have even taken my liberties with a prisoner from time to time. I especially like the fiery ones, the ones that have an unjust sense of nobility about their incarceration. I usually take them while they are still in their shackles, letting them know that I am the one in control. I like that helpless look on their faces and that humiliation that claims even the most proud. Many have spit at me and called me a monster; I can only laugh at that. I am only doing my duty; they are, after all, here to be punished.

I wish to posses this Luxan yet I feel possessed by him. How strange that he would have such a hold over me, considering our positions. This too ignites my desire and I find myself worked up to a frenzied state. I slip my naked body under the covers and order Eilynn to undress and join me. I hunger for the Luxan but must resign myself to devour her instead.

* * * * *

I roll off Eilynn for the third time; it is more times than I have accomplished in a while. I am exhausted and my body is soaked with sweat yet I still feel unsatisfied. I am consumed by a need that I fear only the Luxan can satisfy.

I could go now, down to his cell. Order him in chains and take him, but that too would not be right. I find I want to feel his hands on me, I want to know his desire and what he is capable of doing to me. This in itself frightens me; I have always been the one in control. I'm not so sure I wish to relinquish that.

There is also another thing to consider, that the Luxan would not want me. I am, after all, his jailer. Approaching him unchained and wanting sex may prove to be dangerous. I am no coward but I fear bodily harm as much as the next man. I find, though, that I would much rather endure physical injuries than his rejection. This frightens me as well; I have never concerned myself with the feelings of others. It's made no difference to me weather they wanted me or not, it only matter that I had them. Yet to think that the Luxan did not desire me was something I find I could not bear.

I glance over at Eilynn; she is still and waiting patiently if I should feel the need to climb on top of her again. I find I do not.

"Go back to your cell now and let me get some sleep."

Without a word she slips out of bed and dresses quickly. Grabbing my boots she turns to me before leaving. "When will you wish breakfast, my captain?"

"I will send for you when I am ready." I say as I make a shooing motion with my hand.

She scuttles out the door leaving me alone with my tormented thoughts. How, I wonder, will I get the Luxan to accept me? It is an intriguing new challenge I find myself pondering. I decided first that I need to learn the essence of his nature, to test how he will react to a situation that is presented to him. Rolling over I smile to myself, I know just what to do.

* * * * *

The Luxan stares at me thought the bars with eyes that I fear will hold me until I die. I find I have to concentrate to regain my composer.

"You have been a model prisoner, Luxan." I say in as much of a commanding voice as his eyes will allow. "I have decided that you will be rewarded."

The Luxan tilts his head at me and smiles; I find my knees weak from it. "Come, Eilynn."

Eilynn is standing a few feet away, out of the Luxan's sight. She looks worried and is, no doubt, wondering why I have bought her down here.

Timidly she takes a step closer and I grab her by the elbow, pulling her forward until the Luxan can see her. "You may have her for the next aarn."

Eilynn grabs onto my sleeve and gives me a frantic look. "My captain! Please, no!"

"Silence!" I order. It is perhaps a cruel thing that I am doing but I need to know how this great predator before me will react to the prey I give him.

As if approving the Luxan nods once and takes several steps back away from the door. This makes me happy, that I seem to have pleased him.

Opening the door I push Eilynn in and close it again. Before I can step away she reaches through the bars and grabs onto my arm.

"Please! My captain!" she begs. Tears are now streaming down her face and I find myself wiping her cheek.

"Do this for me, my pet, and you will be greatly rewarded."

My soft words distract her enough that she loosens her grip and I yank my arm out of her grasp.

Smiling at the Luxan I rub my hands together but I receive no smile back and I find that this hurts me. "Well then," I say. "I'll leave you to it."

Heading down the corridor I stop only to order the guards to stay away from the cell until I return. I want no disturbances, nothing to keep the Luxan from doing what he would naturally do.

* * * * *

I take a seat at the large table in the center chamber and turn on the nearby view screen. I have ordered the ship's pilot to route it to the surveillance camera in the Luxan's cell and informed my officers that I do not wish to be disturbed. Settling back in my chair I watch and listen with more interest than I've had for anything in a long time.

Eilynn has pressed herself into the far corner of the cell I can see that she is sobbing terribly. The Luxan is standing a few feet away, facing her.

"I won't hurt you." The Luxan purrs in a soft voice that makes my breath catch in my throat. Leaning forward I make some adjustment to the volume. I realize that it's the first time I've heard the Luxan speak and I don't want to miss even the slightest inflection in his voice.

The Luxan takes several slow steps towards her, whispering comforting words to her. When he is just in front he drops down to on knee and looks up at her. He is so tall and Eilynn is so short that even on one knee his head is not much lower than hers. This posture appears to calm Eilynn, I can see that she is no longer sobbing but still looks at him with cautious eyes.

Slowly, carefully the Luxan reaches up and strokes her cheek. I know Eilynn well enough to see that she is relaxing as the great beast subdues its prey. Then he stands back up again and Eilynn shrinks back slightly at this large creature looming over her. Leaning down he kisses her softly on the forehead, I can see that Eilynn is afraid but my good little pet holds still. Gently the Luxan plants kisses on her cheeks, on her eyelids even on the tip of her nose. Then finally on her lips.

I can see the Luxan slipping his arms around her and pulling her closer to him as his mouth increases the intensity of the kiss. I am surprised to see Eilynn put her arms around him and return the kiss almost as feverishly. It occurs to me that I have never kissed Eilynn, at least not like that, on the lips. I use my mouth, of course, in regards to sex it is quite active and many a woman has been left squirming under my lips. But kissing, the way he is kissing her is to personal, to intimate. I have never felt the need to kiss someone like that yet I find myself wishing that the Luxan would kiss me that way.

Shaking away that thought, I turn my attention back to the view screen. The Luxan has increased his movement; it appears that he is kissing her with his whole body. I can see his wandering hands as they caress her small body, stelthfully removing clothes as he went. There is a clank and I am startled to see his belt fall to the floor. Eilynn had unfastened it and was now pulling at the clasps of his tunic. I can't help but be proud of my obedient little servant.

His tunic undone she pulls the thick material off his shoulders. He removes his arms from her just long enough to let the coat slip from his body and onto the floor. I find myself gasping at the sight of his bare shoulders and back. Hard muscled moving in a dance under his golden skin. A line of swirling tattoos ripple along the surface as if afloat on his body. I find myself weak from the sight of it.

Then I see him moving down, back on one knee kissing and licking Eilynn's now naked body. I see her press her head back against the wall as she mindlessly stokes his head. She is lost in him, in what he is doing. Moving ever downward until he is at her groin. I hear her gasp as his mouth plunges forward, at the same time his fingers slip up between her legs and into her. I have never seen Eilynn so aroused, never heard the chorus of cries and moans she is now letting out, I never paid much attention. For the first time she is the one being pleasured, the Luxan working only to satisfy her needs. I see her sway as if her legs refuse to hold her but the Luxan grabs onto her thigh, keeping her supported.

I find myself leaning closer to the screen, watching with fascination as he works my sweet pet into a fiery ecstasy. Soon her hips are rocking uncontrollably and I hear a dragging sound as her nails rake along the wall. Then with gasping cries Eilynn is quivering and convulsing. The Luxan is relentless in his actions seeing to it that every last bit of her climax had been milked out of her before stopping.

Then, releasing her from his touch I watch as Eilynn sinks down into his waiting arms. Cradling her he lowers her to the floor and stretches out beside her. He allows her to lie there as he pulls off his boots and pants. My heart races at the sight of his naked body and his large hard organ. I can feel my own ridged cock straining painfully in my pants. Mentally I try to quell it but am miserably unsuccessful.

Then I see something that surprises me, Eilynn is smiling wide at him, a bright beautiful smile that I have never thought her capable of. He smiles back and I find myself furious at the sight of it. How dare they! This was my experiment, it was not meant to be enjoyed! But wasn't that the point? I am not sure anymore. I feel myself undone by their smiles, those tender smiles that speak of nothing but joy. Not one of my conquests has ever smiled at me so nor have I ever felt the need to smile like that myself. I am suddenly aware of an emptiness inside me that was never there before.

I am distracted from my thoughts by the sounds of groaning and gasping. Looking back at the view screen I see that the Luxan has climbed on top of Eilynn and is thrusting into her with an enthusiasm like no other. His moans and grunts drown out Eilynn's cries of pleasure and is like a beautiful song to my ears. I do not want those sounds to end and ache terribly to be the one to make him sound so. The jerking movements of his body seem fluid and graceful to me. I am feasting in the sight of his muscles as they tense and quiver with his growing excitement. The firm found curve of his ass and the long muscles in his thighs are of a beauty uncompared.

I can see that the Luxan is nearing his climax as his rhythm increases and his moans become louder. My own excitement at the sight of it is fast becoming too much to bear as my cock aches to be liberated from my clothes. Without thinking I reach down to unfasten my pants, just at that same moment the Luxan on the screen arches his back and lets out a howl of pleasure that tips me over the edge and I find myself gasping uncontrollable as my pants fill with my hot release.

Leaving my clothes as they are I slump back in my chair and struggle to catch my breath. On the screen the Luxan has slumped down as well and I can see his back rise and fall as he gasps for air. Then he rolls off to one side but instead of leaving Eilynn were she is he gathers her up in his arms and rolls her with him until she is laying across his body. He kisses her softly and strokes her back in a display of tenderness that is completely unfamiliar to me. I can't fight the longing in me to be the one in that Luxan's arms, to be coddled and stroked.

Then the Luxan's eyes look up at the surveillance camera, at me! It's as if he can see me thought that camera and my breath catches in my throat as I am held once again in that stare. A stare that seems to say, "I know you are watching and you are next!"

Shutting off the view screen I nearly tip the chair over as I stand up. My legs are shaky but I force them to work as I hurry out of the room thankful that my coat extends past my waist to cover any wet spots that may soak through my pants.

* * * * *

As soon as the aarn was up I ordered one of my officers to retrieve Eilynn and bring her to my quarters. She now sat kneeling on the floor as I faced her, sitting in a chair.

"Well?" I ask.

"My captain?" I can see that she doesn't understand.

I leaned forward in my chair. "How was the Luxan?"

I watch as she shifts uncomfortably.

"Did he hurt you?"

"No, my captain."

"But you were afraid of him?"

"At first, my captain."

"You're not afraid of him anymore?"

"No, my captain."

"Tell me why." I am getting tired of one-word answers.

"He was very gentle, my captain."

"Go on, I give you leave to speak freely."

I can tell that she is uncomfortable. She is not accustomed to speaking openly with me.

"He was very big but he was very gentle. He.he made me feel very good."

"You enjoyed it then?"

"Yes, my captain." Eilynn looked up at me as she said this. It was startling because it was the first time she had ever looked directly at me. What was more startling was that here eyes held in them a look of defiance, it was as if she wanted to say. "He made me feel better than you ever did, you selfish bastard!"

Without thinking I lean forward and wipe that look off her face with a sharp blow from the back of my hand. It is bad enough that the Luxan is undoing me inside I will not stand to have my slave subdued by him as well.

I lean back in my chair and give Eilynn a few moments to recover. When she is still, with her eyes properly lowered, I decided it is time to keep my word.

"I told you that if you did well you would be rewarded, my pet."

She does not move, I can see her cheek is now flushing red where I struck her and there are tears in her eyes. "Have I pleased you, my captain?" She seems almost afraid to ask.

"Oh yes, my pet," I say as I lean towards her. "You did very well. So much so that I will grant you one request."

Eilynn was very still and I waited patiently for her answer. I had a good idea what it might be; she is very fond of Pop'rhas, which are a sweet Delvian candy. I keep a supply on board and dole them out to her whenever she is particularly good. I expect that she will ask me for a whole box of them.

"I wish."

"Well, what is it?" I can now feel my patience wearing thin.

"I wish to.to be allowed."

"Yes? Spit it out girl!"

"I wish to be allowed to.to go back to the Luxan's cell one more time."

I can feel the rage boiling up in me. I almost want to say: strange that we both have the same wish, my dear. However, I am more deserving than you!

But I don't. Instead I take a deep breath and wait for my anger to dissolve. When it does I smile at her and pat her on the head. "You will, my dear, but not today."

No! I say to myself, for now it is my turn.

* * * * *

My feet feel like lead and my heart is pounding in my chest as I walk towards the Luxan's cell. I have ordered all of my guards to stay off of this tier; I want nothing to distract me from what I now accept as my destiny.

Reaching the cell I do not hesitate opening the door and stepping inside. As the door clanks shut behind me I hold my breath. I can see that I've startled the Luxan who is now staring at me with curiosity. I know now that the rest of my life begins and ends here. If the Luxan will have me then I will rejoice and if he kills me then I will be spared the agony of living without him. There is a lump in my throat and as I swallow I find my mouth is suddenly very dry.

The Luxan takes a few steps towards me and I can feel my heart fluttering in my chest. "What do you want?" he growls and I am shaken apart by the sound of it.

"I want you," I say with more control then I thought I had. "And I usually get what I want!"

"Oh really?" he says as he grips my chin in his powerful hand and pulls my face close to his. My knees are starting to weaken but I do not fight his hold.

"I see, you sent your plaything to warm me up. Is that it, Peacekeeper?"

I am silent; I have suddenly forgotten how to speak.

He pulls my face closer and I am surrounded by his hot breath. Moving in he flicks his tongue over my lips, just enough to wet their surface. My body turns to jelly and I fear I might fall to the floor but his grip on my chin holds me in place.

"What do you really want, Peacekeeper?" he purrs.

All that I am, all that I was, means nothing now. All that matters is how he sees me.

"I want to be yours." I say weakly.

"Very well then," he smiles, releasing my chin he then thrusts me back against the wall. "By entering this cell you have entered my realm."

I can only nod in agreement.

"In my realm there are no Peacekeepers!"

I understand and with shaking hands I begin to remove my uniform. It is harder than I thought, stripping naked under the gaze of this Luxan. When it is done I stand before him and surprisingly I keep my eyes lowered.

"What is that?" I look to see him pointing at the floor to a small jar poking out of the pocket of my coat.

"A cream," I say timidly. "To make things easier."

"You think ahead, very good." I can help feeling happy that I have pleased him.

"Now, undress me!" he commanded.

I am more than willing to oblige, wanting nothing more than to see him naked again and, this time, to touch him. Removing his belt I set it neatly aside and then unfasten his tunic. Sliding my hands under the material I take my time removing it, relishing in the feel of his skin on my hands. Rather than pulling it off I caress it off, his skin is hot to the touch and I hear him purr with approval. I suddenly feel lightheaded and it is all I can do to keep from burying my face in his chest and consuming him.

He seems to sense my frantic need and grabs me by the shoulders, holding me at arms length. I struggle to calm myself and wait obediently for his next direction. I am overjoyed as he pushes me down onto my knees before him. He lets me go and waits. I need no direction, reaching up I unfasten his pants and free his hard cock. It is a thing of ultimate beauty bobbing before me and I can hold back no longer.

He gasps slightly as I close my mouth over it. It is like nothing I have ever felt or tasted before and I am drunk from the feel of it in my mouth. My only wish now is to pleasure him and I do so with all my heart. Sucking and stroking this magnificent shaft, flicking it and teasing it with my tongue. I can hear his breathing increase with my every caress and soon he is moaning in that way I hoped I could make him. He caresses my head with his hands, running his fingers through my hair and pressing me closer, forcing his cock deeper into my mouth.

It went on for a long time, longer than I know I could take myself yet he held on, his stamina was breathtaking. I was glad of it for I did not wish to relinquish his cock; I felt I could please him forever. But suddenly I felt his hands on my shoulders pushing me back. His cock slipped from my mouth and I felt I might cry for loss of it.

He held me there for what seemed like aarns as he regained his control. He then points to the small jar in my uniform pocket and orders me to bring it to him.

"You are not allowed to use your hands." He said.

Obediently I scurried over on my hands and knees and picked the small jar up with my mouth. It is harder than I expected. Once I have it I turn quickly and crawl back, depositing the jar in his open hand.

"Now, turn around with your back to me."

I did as I was told, turning around to face the wall, still on hands and knees, I waited for his next order.

Instead I could hear him undressing the rest of the way and settle down on his knees behind me. Then I felt his hand on the back of my neck pressing down hard, forcing me to lower down until my face touched the floor. He ordered me to remain that way keeping my ass pointed upwards. I did so happily for it was what he wished.

Then I felt sudden cold between my ass cheeks as he spread the cream in between them. The cold was so sharp that I gasped from the feel of it. I was forced to gasp again when one slick finger slipped into the tight opening of my anus. I found I had to grit my teeth and try and control my panting breaths as one exploring finger became two. I had never felt such and intrusion, there was pain but also there was pleasure, something I did not know was possible to feel there. His fingers were thorough in their exploration of me, touching every surface inside and finding spots that sent spikes of pleasure tearing through me. The fingers moved back and forth, in and out. Remembering every pleasurable spot and returning to them as often as possible. I could not control my moans and found myself rocking back, trying to push his fingers deeper into me.

The fingers were slowly removed, sliding out and leaving me feeling empty. Without thinking I raised up on my hands but was forced back down by his hand on the back of my neck.

"You will behave yourself!" he growled. My face flushed with shame at having disappointed him. "Would you rather is put my clothes back on and leave you like this?"

It was a suffering I couldn't bear to think about. "Forgive me," I choked weakly. "I promise to be good."

I was answered by the feel of the head of his cock pressing against my anus. I expected that it would be uncomfortable but nearly cried out as he shoved his entire length into me in one hard thrust. The pain was excruciating and I felt I might tear in half. Obediently I kept my head pressed to the floor but I could not control my frantic breathing nor the tears that streamed down my cheek and pooled on the floor.

"If you had been good I would have been gentle." His words were soft and soothing.

"I understand," managed to choke between sobs.

I then felt him lean down over me and start planting soft kisses on my back. The gentile feel of his lips was soothing and comforting. Soon I stopped sobbing and my breathing slowed. When I had relaxed he lifted himself back up and began to slowly move his cock back and forth inside me. It was uncomfortable at first but soon I could feel my body becoming accustomed to this new sensation. Then pain gave way to pleasure and I found myself rocking hard with his thrusts trying to bury him as deep into me as possible. His rhythm steadily increased and I thought I would die from the feel of his cock rubbing against all those sensitive spots inside of me at once.

I felt him reach around and wrap his hand around my own swollen cock and begin to stoke it with wild intensity. It was at that moment that my world crumbled around me. There was no sense of past, present or further, there was only now. The cock in my ass and the hand around my own cock was like nothing I've ever known. No one else could ever make me feel like this, only my Luxan. But he wasn't my Luxan I was his Peacekeeper. From this moment on I knew that he owned me completely and I would live or die by his word. For me nothing else mattered.

Then he came in me in a hot rush of exploding fluids. I arched my back, still keeping my head to the floor, and cried out my devotion to him as my own pent up explosion spilled out onto the floor. We rocked and convulsed together, pushing every last bit we could out of each other, neither of us wanting it to end.

But it did end and I felt him pull away and lay down next to me. I stayed still, not wanting to move until he gave me permission. Instead he gathered me up in his arms and pulled me close to him. I could feel his chest press against mine as he gasped to catch his breath, my own chest gasping too. We remained that way, soaked in sweat and tangled together. I had never in my life known such peace and when he looked at me I smiled. I couldn't believe I had lived my whole life without smiling like this. Smiling because I could not help it, because I was so full of joy.

"What is your name?" I asked him.

"It is Ka D'Argo." He said and then leaned down and covered my mouth with his.

I welcomed the kiss, such an intimate kiss. So tender and loving. I wished this moment to last forever, to stay like this until the day I died.

Kissed so tenderly.

Caressed so gently.

In the arms of my master.

THE END