Last of the Unicorns

Date: 05.02.2010

Keywords: Unicorns, of, the, Last,

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I'm not sure why he acquiesced, but he stepped back and began lashing me again, reigniting the nerves in my body, sending me into screaming agony again. The pain grew to unimaginable levels and

A moment out of time, suspended between one pain impulse and another

[I don't know how much time we have. What happens if I die?]

[FIRST DIE MEAN FOURTH DIE THIRD WILL DIE SECOND WILL DIE]

[This is important. How long will it take?]

[NOT ALL SAME]

[How long for fourth to die]

[IMMEDIATE]

[How long for third?]

[TWELVE MICRO SPANS SUN ARC]

I had no idea how long that was, other than it was longer than immediately. [And you?]

[TEN MICRO SPANS SUN ARC]

I can't believe I was even thinking about this. [Can you bring me back?]

[NOT UNDERSTANDING]

[If you stop my heart, can you restart it? You did when you were orientating to me.]

[UNDERSTANDING. VARIES. DETERIATION]

[I want you to kill me, stop my heart, as painfully and as violently as you can.]

[JOINING UNPLEASANT? DESIRE DEATH?]

[No. Once I'm dead, wait as long as possible and restart my heart. Will that restore fourth?]

[NO. AMPLIFICATION SPEEDS DETERIATION]

[Good. Do it now before I change my mind. Do it now!]

Time resumes its normal flow

Oh my God! Pain gripped my chest. I could feel my heart stop. What have I done. No! I changed my mind, I don't want to die. I don't want to d...

...

...

...

...

I gasped for air, starved for oxygen. Blackness retreated, my vision returning. Pain in my chest, intense, like I was being subjected to a gravity fluxuation. Shit! Someone was giving me CPR. "Stop." I coughed, trying to let him know I was alive.

My vision cleared and the weight on my chest eased. I could see the captain kneeling over me, his clawed hands gripping my face. "It was not necessary to whip you to death, I would have decapitated you cleanly if you wished to end you life as a crystal slave. You Master was very insistent that we bring you back."

I turned my head, seeing Master standing near, his face streaked with tears and showing buried anger. "Master. I have a lot to tell you."

"You will not be required to subject yourself to the captain's ministrations again, Slave."

"Master, I want to. If not for him, I would still be a crystal slave."

"Are you telling me you are not one now?"

"Yes Master. The controller of mine is dead, having suffered a heart attack many times more powerful than mine."

"And how do you know this, how?"

"The crystal told me so."

The look on his face was precious. I don't often manage to surprise Master. Of course, that also meant he was dubious. I would have to convince him. How could he be sure that I was not speaking as the controller to lull him into complacency?

[PERMISSION TO USE VOCAL SYSTEM?]

[We can communicate now while I'm awake?]

[JOINING RESUMES NORMALITY. COOPERATION POSSIBLE]

[By all means, talk away.]

Hearing yourself talk when you're not talking is even more weird than hearing your voice on a recording. It was made worse by the fact that I would 'hear' in my head a translation of his (its?) words from the diction of crystals to normal speech.

"Master, this is hexadiagonal lattice bud. You know me as a Voratex crystal. I have been joined with your slave. We crystals are a peaceful race of explorers. We offer joining of our buds with organic life forms so that we can transmit our experiences to the matrix. In exchange, the buds provide their hosts with increased lifespan and health. An organic discovered that roots could be forcibly joined with other organics and this allowed the will of the host to be destroyed and the experiences of the bud to be shared. The matrix is disrupted by the knowledge that life has been usurped by our presence. We would request the assistance of organics in freeing the matrix from the hold of other organics."

"How can I be sure that what you say is true and not a ruse?"

"You cannot."

"We will have to observe you and try to determine the truth. You are joined with my slave and must obey me as she does."

"I understand. This concept, slavery, is confusing and requires much study."

[RETURNING CONTROL]

"Master, I understand that you must be sure, but I am in control. Master, it's the Hellfire Group. They kidnapped me and implanted the crystal in me. They had me study the activities of your division over the last 500 years. You have been bringing slave worlds into the federation."

"Slave, there's a reason for that."

"I know! Slave worlds give up slavery within 100 years of membership. You are ridding the galaxy of slavery."

"They let you know this?"

"No Master. I stole data files from them. My VR! I have data files in my virtual room. They've been deleted but I can recover them. They fell into the trap of underestimating a slave. I was able to download the entire database at their facility. The controller had me delete it, but he did not make sure it was erased."

"Deleting is erasing."

"No. Deleting is just tagging the storage area as available. Erasing overwrites blanks onto the files. I can recover them." I tried to get up and a wave of dizziness washed over me and I collapsed."

"Easy there. Slave. You just came back from a heart attack. You were dead for 4 minutes. The only place you're going is sickbay."

It was three days before the medic was confident that I would survive without his ministrations. During that time the crystal and I became more acquainted with each other. It had an insatiable appetite for sensation, especially those that were vital to the process of living as an organic creature. It never imposed itself on my will, but was full of suggestions about trying new things. If it had its way, it would have me eat something new every day. Unfortunately, it was as interested in unpleasant experiences as it was pleasant ones. Some of the flavors it wanted me to taste were revolting. I found it was agreeable to making deals. One revolting experience for not complaining when I had coffee for the third time in a day, for example.

It was especially anxious for my sexual encounter with the captain. If it had its way, I would have sex in some new way or with some new species every day. If I gave it even a fourth of what it asked me for, I would have far more sex than Master ever had me have. I was not entirely opposed to that idea (I really do love sex). Master's orders held precedence, however.

Once on my feet again, I was able to access my virtual room and recover the deleted data files. There was some corruption, but the wealth of data was enormous. The files had very little on history and the identities of members were in some sort of code that I believed to be unbreakable with what we had. But, they had information on highly placed members in the federation government. Not enough members to take control, but enough to delay or stymie good legislation. Then I found the file on me.

They had a file on me, listing me as a dangerous impediment to various financial plans. Apparently, I had caused them significant losses by uncovering carefully hidden embezzlement schemes. The file indicated that I was to be transferred by one of their agents code named "python' from fraud detection to bargaining and contracts. A paper I had written on the data corruption caused by frames of reference was cited in full with an appendage to have it buried, never to be published. They had been targeting me for some time. Paging to the end, my fears were confirmed. I was ordered to be rendered ineffective, either by termination or enslavement.

Son of a Bitch! Collin was an agent for the Hellfire Group. They had me sold into slavery to keep me from interfering with their plans. I had been set up. They knew everything about me and had me listed as one of their most dangerous enemies. Then it occurred to me. If they thought me so dangerous, how had they underestimated me? How had one of their most dangerous enemies gotten access to these sensitive files?

[FILE ACCESS GRANTED. EVIDENCE COVERED. USEFULNESS PERCIEVED]

[You made it happen? How?]

[COMPUTER ELECTRIC CRYSTAL. BASE CONTROL EASY. NOT FIRST ATTEMPT]

[The Matrix has been trying to get this info out for a while?]

[YES. 43 MEGA SPANS SUN ARC]

[How long is that in years?]

[436]

[I'm sorry it's taken so long.]

[PATIENCE IS LATTICE FORM]

[Right.] Whatever that meant.

Two days later, the captain and I (and crystal) were able to have our little get together. I found out that his intention was to give me the opportunity to request a quick death to escape Voratex slavery. He had seen Crystal slaves before and knew that intense pain freed them temporarily. I was grateful for his actions, though I'm not sure I would have chosen death. Of course, I had hope, where the others had none.

The captain was waiting in his cabin, undressed. I was not a good judge of saurian flesh, but I liked what I saw. The rumors were accurate. That was a massive cock, close to fifteen inches long and just under three inches thick. The pink shaft had already begun to slide out from its pouch, glistening with a clear fluid. I licked my lips, anxious to taste what he had to offer me. He beckoned me forward and I approached him, a little nervous at his size and strength. This aged warrior was capable of snapping backs with his bare hands and I was placing myself in them. It was invigorating.

When I was near, he grasped me, lifting me up with little or no effort. I was suspended in his hands, strong yet gentle, my pussy hovering before his tooth filled snout. He opened and this tongue, long and prehensile, slithered out and licked at my pussy. The rasp like texture caused me to cry out, the stimulation intense. He said, "Humans, they taste so good. When I am done with you, you will be unable to fuck for a week." Then his tongue slid inside and caressed the inside of my pussy, the mild scraping sending waves of pleasure radiating throughout my body.

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