Status Updates From The Slave Catcher

Great short.

*4.5 stars* rounded up

I would love to see Sam get a HEA if his own.

I love the world building and the skewed pop culture references are really quite funny... perspiration pants, armed chairs, the alive room and donuts are the favourite food of "cups". Priceless!

This is hilarious

+ one star for the Simon & Simon reference

I have had a grin on my face since I started reading this. It zings...

I'm not sure I'm feelin this.

Wtf am I reading?

This is hysterical! I am so glad I didn't wait until next week =)

For some reason I find it very hard to get into this.

And one of the things you learn is that you don’t go smashing stuff you can’t put back together if you’ve no clue what the results will be— and that includes opening fire on beliefs you disagree with.

wow.

He ushered me towards an archway that took us into a glassed-in solarium that was arranged like an Earth “alive-room,” an odd term they use for a room designated for receiving guests.

heh.

...I had a girl and a boy in my bed, Surathian if you can believe it. Yeah, they’re the ones with the tentacles, siblings according to their tags which made them double the usual price, though that part was just the usual cathouse B.S. seeing as they’re a hive species and so, technically, they’re all siblings.

heh. great opening.

Done. It was a fun read. Laughing my ass off on all the funny miss-translations. Alive-room... priceless!

Zachariel held his hand out absently to the servant, who passed him a ball-gag. He rubbed it over Liam’s lips sensuously, murmuring, “You missed this, didn't you, sweet one?” Liam groaned and thrust his hips forward, his face slackening with desire. “You need it, need the reminder of your master’s ownership, and you’ll get it. Every time you bite or struggle against it, feel my will, my control over your body.

Wut?? Tat's it? So easy? Killjoy :( Damnit! damn the book for being short. I wish it was a full length one.

“I’m more interested in you right now, and how much you like seeing me like this. I bet you wish you could shove that thick Maradi cock of yours in my mouth right now.”
“Maybe, if it would get you to shut the fuck up,” I snapped.


- *snickering*

Obviously, these Earth boys got my cylinders firing, but Liam…. I don’t know what the best word for him was. Maybe smoldered. He had none of Elia’s dreamy sweetness. Just sitting there, he radiated energy and sex and hostility. He’d hacked off his hair since the image capture so it now hung unevenly about chin length. The ratty clothes and hair just seemed to underscore the bristling defiance.

Argh! this Zachariel is driving me nuts! He is like a broken record going on and on about how his bond has disregards his warnings yada yada. I feel like slapping him or best still sock him one.

“Our bonds are very carefully vetted, Mr. Beron. Historically, less than three percent repudiate.”
“Call them what they are—slaves. And all that tells me is you’ve got some pretty effective conditioning techniques. Enough pain and fear will break a man until he sees himself as nothing more than a slave,” I snapped, none too wisely...

- I do wonder why that low percentage repudiated?

To my surprise, his master laughed and then broke off a piece of the donut and put it to Elia’s lips. “Boys and sweets,” he said ruefully. It was hard then to stay focused on my own food. Watching Raphael feed his slave boy was sexy as hell. Elia had luscious pink lips, and try as I might, I couldn’t help thinking about sliding my cock into that pretty mouth of his, yanking his hair tight enough to…

Damn, those high tech 'Jet-Lifts' are a big no no for moi. Would have scare the shit out of me. Height is totally not my thing. Nuh uh

I blew the last of my credits on a new (well they were new to me! ) outfit in Earth-style: Levijens and a bright flowered Lo-Hashirt, which had been the height of fashion right after the Borathian invasion. - *Snorted* Levis and Aloha shirt huh. *giggles*

Like the Maradi, the Borathians don’t have a home planet, at least none in the quadrant. Their entire species lives on massive ships that might as well be pilotable planetoids. But the curious bit is that they wander the ‘Verse in these huge ships, claiming planets like they did Earth, all to find what they call their “bonds.” - I loving the scifi settings and the above is very promising and exciting me much.

We’re best known for our resorts and casinos, or if those are too classy for you, we got joyweed dens and gladiatorial shows, and if you believe the promo vids our brothels boast the highest number of out-of-quadrant species in the galaxy.

Now, having a translator implant is wayyyy cool.