Slave Masters: Slave Trade, Book Two

Heloga Alpha flicked her finger at two of the male slaves and one of the females. "Those three are not acceptable. I want superior replacements immediately."

The slave handler cringed and apologized profusely. "I am most sorry to have displeased you with our stock, Heloga Alpha. The senior handler personally chose these exceptional Solians to satisfy your -- "

"Take them away." Heloga leaned forward and delicately sniffed the air in front of the female slave. "How dare you supply me with a slave that has body odor And it's been sterilized by my staff! It must be something you fed it."

The Gamma handler was bobbing his head as he cut the three offending slaves out of the four dozen prime specimens. They were supposedly the pick of the slave shipments to Canopus region, but Heloga would offer only the best for her quarterly social event. After all, Canopus was renowned throughout the Domain as the supplier of native Solian pleasure slaves, so Heloga had a reputation to maintain.

It was because of Sol and its endless supply of Solians that Heloga had fought to gain this post on the distant frontier of the Domain. This region had lacked everything else, except for Solians -- the priceless commodity that was being sucked away without the requisite recompense to its regional commander. When Heloga became regional commander, she demanded a significant compensation for over a century. The result was that the best the Domain had to offer flowed into the fledgling Canopus region. And it all was hers to give or withhold!

Kristolas Alpha yawned. "Aren't you almost done "

Kristolas had been waiting for Heloga at the Estuary, where her party was being produced. She wasn't sure why he had come. Perhaps he wanted a preview of the slaves for the party. Heloga was somewhat irked that he might monopolize a slave tonight because Kristolas should be paying attention to her. Kristolas had been her constant lust partner every six days, for over a standard year. He couldn't possibly dally with slaves on a regular basis, so maybe he thought tonight would be an acceptable exception.

"Are you in a rush " Heloga countered. She didn't like answering questions.

"I'd like to talk to you, if I may."