Dawn's Tale

Chapter 4

Dawn's Tale, Chapter 4:


After I had been in sickbay a week more, I spent more and more time out among
the other drones or the crew. By then they let me move about on my own, walking
nude among the uniformed crew no longer bothered me much. I still kept looking
down at myself from time to time-- acutely aware of my nudity, but it didn't
bother me to walk down a hall knowing I was bare for all to see. Sometimes I
completely forgot my nudity, other times it was all I could think of. I became
familiar to many of the crew, and I felt like a little sister as they laughed
and played with me. I still had to sleep and rest most of the time in the
sickbay bed, but only at night and two or three hours after lunch. Every day I
was more and more proud to show myself off¡ªI spent much of that time under the
lamps or in the bright cargo area with the other drones, and my body was
becoming quite brown, all over of course.

I was lying bored on the bed, sunning under the lamps when Mistress came in,
holding something behind her back. Coming up to me, she said to raise my head up
high. Bringing her hands from behind herself, she showed me a thin black collar
made from an elastic plastic material. It was only 1/4 or 1/2 wide with a single
oval silver plate on the front. The plate had the first Eridani letters I
learned engraved on it, Mistress said it spelled my name; in the middle of it
was a small ring Mistress said was for a leash in case I ever misbehaved.

I shivered, grinning devilishly thinking of ways to be bad. She stretched it and
pulled it down over my head and fitted it around my neck, telling me I would
sleep on the floor in her room that night. I slept in her room most of the time
after that; sometimes I just fall asleep wherever I happened to be at night, but
usually I sleep at the foot of my Mistress's bed. The collar is the only thing I
own, I've never taken it off, and I've never wanted anything else except my
Mistress. Actually I guess it really belongs to Mistress like myself, I forget I
can't own possessions, but I think of it as mine. Thinking about it, I've had no
belongings since I was brought here; they took my clothes, of course, and even
my jewelry. I never missed the jewelry, after all my body is decoration enough.
Strangely enough, I feel no need for possessions, my needs are simple and I
spend most of my free time fucking or swimming. They placed a few mementos from
my former life in the archives, I visit there from time to time; I like to gaze
at my old pictures then look down over my naked torso.

I liked the feel of the thin collar around my neck. Its elasticity make it fit
tightly, yet not impede my breathing nor my flexibility. I feel it against my
neck always, and it reminds me to keep my head high. It is a symbol that I am a
not a person, but a drone/slave/pet, whatever you want to call it, meant to be
on display and willing at all times. Most of all, it reminds me-- I belong to
Mistress.

The thought that I am one of Mistress's belongings leads me to the realization
that all Eridani's are my masters. They are such good masters. They never raise
their voices needlessly, nor punish me unnecessarily. If I disobey, they do not
punish me without cause, they want to know what happened and why-- then they
give me the discipline I crave. I always know what to expect, and it leaves me
free of worries or hang-ups about my life. My concentration is so much better. I
used to jump, startled out of my wits, at loud noises or if someone surprised
me. Now I just glance up briefly at the disturbance and then go back to what I
was doing.

For example, a few weeks after they released me from sickbay, and allowed me
more or less the run of the ship, I was on the floor in one of the recreation
areas, my head in a bowl, eating my supper. No one ever told me to eat on the
floor or even not to use my hands. The other drones simply eat wherever their
fed, and it seems silly to use utensils - they're just another useless trapping
of my previous life.

Anyway, I was kneeling on the floor, eagerly licking my bowl clean, when someone
came in behind me. I only looked up to see who it was, and never took my mouth
from the food. It was a male Eridani, he came up behind me and reached for my
pussy. Keeping my head down, I bobbed my ass to make sure he rubbed the right
spot. He irritated me when he dropped his overalls, and prepared to enter me.
I'm open and willing, but please wait 'til I've finished my supper! When he
inserted himself, I clamped down and gave him the ride of his life-- draining
his cock of every last bit of come, undulating like a fish, with my mouth still
in the food. Dawn may not have the intelligence to be an Officer, but Dawn is
captain of this ride!

He didn't last long, after all the Eridanis have better upper body strength than
me, but are no match for my leg and torso muscles not to mention the ones in my
tight pussy. Later after I'd finished eating, I crawled back to him and made up,
leisurely sucking him off, then treating him to a much longer and pleasant
roller coaster ride. He's still one of my favorite partners- I've fallen asleep
on a recroom floor many times after he was done with me, but he won't disturb my
lunch again.

That story pretty much described my life for those next week weeks after getting
out of the sickbay. I was an ever ready nude sex slave. No demands were placed
on me except to always be aroused and ready for sex with anyone and anything. In
stark contrast to most Earth culture, I was conditioned to expect and enjoy any
physical contact or petting by anyone I met. I spent most of my time eating,
resting, sunning myself, or fucking. Much of the time I was lying prone sucking
something while enjoying the sensation of a cock or tongue on my sex. My
partners were the other drones and whichever crewmembers were off duty; I
enjoyed them all.

One morning Mistress found me, I think I had slept on the floor in a rec room
after being the focus of an orgy, and told me she had something to show me and
train me how to use. She brought a mass of black straps made out of the same
material as my collar with pieces of Velcro here and there. She ordered me to
come to her and started putting it on me: talking as she worked. She said it was
designed to let me carry tools without interfering with my natural functions as
well as provide a "saddle" on my upper back for a less capable swimmer to hang
onto when underwater.

As she fitted it onto me, she explained how to put it on. The straps, starting
at a Velcro patch on my back, tightly crossed over my shoulders and between my
breasts, leaving them firmly held but completely open. The straps continued
across my upper torso, under the opposite breast and back to vertical straps
down my sides that connected to the patch. Another pair of straps started from
those vertical ones and crossed just below my belly button, joining together
there with a small triangle of Velcro.

From there the straps separated again, and passed tightly between my legs on
either side of my cleft, leaving it open. As soon as they passed between my
legs, they went up across my asscheeks to the straps down my sides, holding my
asscheeks open with their tension. Looking in the mirror, I could see that with
the harness on, my asscheeks were stretched open, and my anus and pussy were
even more obvious. From the front, my slit was very open, and from the back, you
could easily see my hairless asshole and pussy if I tilted right. Another thin
strap connected to the ones running up my asscheeks just above my ass kept the
straps from slipping to the sides.

The harness fitted tightly against me, squeezing me but yet moved with my body
and didn't interfere with my mobility or flexibility. Even though I could bend
as I wished, the harnesses elastic tension made me want to walk with my back
arched and head high like the proud beast I am. Mistress guided me out into the
hallway with her hand on my lower back. With the harness, which did not obscure
any vital area of my body, I felt more naked than ever; yet its feel against my
skin irritated me, and made me feel self-conscious. It seemed a reminder that I
did not miss wearing clothes.

After a few minutes of walking, it became as natural was walking naked; no one
treated me any differently than if I were completely naked or completely
clothed. Still I disliked feeling it against my bare skin. Soon, I got excited
when I realized we were going to one of the recreation areas with a very large
pool. As we walked in, Mistress retrieved from a cabinet a narrow canister with
a single strap and a thin tube coming from the canister. She stripped down, then
placed the canister around her waist, inserting the end of the tube into her
nose. She ordered me into the water, then dove in after me.

I easily dove all the way to the bottom, and twisted around waiting for her. She
dove after me, signaling with a motion of her hand that I was not to get so far
ahead of her. She caught up with me and moved behind me, grasping my shoulders
and attaching a line from her belt to the patch on my back. She straddled my
shoulders, placing her legs at my sides. She nudged me to start swimming,
digging her toes into my belly to indicate the direction I was to go. She
grasped my breasts with her hands, and expressed her displeasure by pinching
them whenever I did not learn her signals and commands fast enough.

I swam effortlessly, almost unaware of the extra weight I carried on my
shoulders. She pushed me to the limits of my endurance, we did not come up for
air for close to a half hour. Even with the exertion of carrying Mistress, my
new body could easily swim that long on one lungful of air.

Finally we broke the surface, and I saw another Eridani standing there watching
us in the water. Mistress unclipped her line from me, and kicked to the side
while the other woman dove in. This other Eridani motioned for me to come to
her. After looking at Mistress I hestitately swam to her, confused. She did the
same thing Mistress did, clinging to my back except she didn't have an air
bottle. I learned to allow myself to be ridden in the water by whomever was
there with me, and when to swiftly swim back up when my rider needed more air. I
even learned than in an emergency, I could do give her some from my strong lungs
and still make it back up to the surface.

After some more exercises, they both played with me for a while, and let me
pleasure them both. Finally Mistress ordered me out of the water, and back to
her quarters. As soon as I left the pool, I shrugged out of the harness leaving
it there on the floor for Mistress to pick up. A hollow quiet voice in the back
of my head said I should pick it up, but the new Dawn had no concern for objects
and ignored that voice.

Without waiting for Mistress, I started back to her quarters; by now I knew how
to find my way around the recreation areas very well. Looking behind me, I saw
Mistress and the other Eridani following-- while talking and laughing. I was
surprised to see them still nude. They caught up with me, and walked on either
side of me. They stopped from time to time and "held hands" by grasping my sex,
and intertwining their fingers. As we walked, they crossed their hands behind my
back. The feel of their fingers massaging my lower back made me feel wanted as I
walked between them.

We came to Mistress's quarters and entered, the two of them still laughing and
giggling as they talked. They walked over to the kitchen area, talking about
what to eat for supper. I looked expectantly at them, hoping to be fed, but
Mistress only ordered me down on the floor. They ordered Earth Chinese food and
beer from the food dispenser and took it over to the table. I looked up at them
eagerly again, still hoping to be fed. They just admonished me, telling me to
wait, so I curled up in a ball and contented myself by licking my pussy and ass
clean. They gave me a very flexible spine and a long tongue, Remember?

I saw a different side of Mistress as I watched them eat. They were still
laughing, while talking about how much they liked Chinese food from Earth. They
had ordered chopsticks from the dispenser, and each fed the other more than
herself as they sampled each other's dishes. Of course they dropped their food
often as they tried to figure out how to use chopsticks. Some of it fell onto
breasts or bellies, and they cleaned food off the other with their mouths and
fingers, lingering to sample other tastes. I got whatever fell to the floor.

Soon their hunger seemed sated, and they used the remnants of supper on each
other. They would pour their drinks on each other's bellies, then lick it up.
Sauce from the meal got smeared on breasts, then loving licked off. Pieces of
meat and vegetables were stuffed into each other's pussy, and then literally
eaten out. Mistress's friend was lying splayed out in a chair, her legs wide
with Mistress between them, when Mistress suddenly looked up and brightly said
she had a great idea. I wondered what she had in mind as I was beginning to feel
left out.

Mistress got up from between her friend's legs and walked over to the food
dispenser, telling her friend to lie down on the floor. My ears pricked up when
I smelled the food Mistress ordered from the dispenser-- one of my favorites.
Along with the food, she got a plastic object which I didn't recognize. It
looked like a bowl, but it didn't have a bottom, and was warped backwards into
a U shape and came to a point on either end. Picking up the plate of food and
the plastic object, Mistress walked back over to the table and put the food
down. She knelt down between the legs of her friend, who by now had lain down on
the floor, with the object still in her hand. Her friend smiled when she saw
what Mistress had and spread her legs even wider as Mistress placed it over her
friend's pussy.

It fit perfectly against her sex, one end just above her clit, and the other
just below her asshole. I began to get excited as I realized what was going on;
Mistress ordered me to bring some pillows as she reached for the food. She took
the pillows I brought and placed them under her friend's ass, raising it higher
than her upper body. Her friend was then literally stuffed with food from the
plate, and more was placed inside the dish around her pussy until I could no
longer see her shaved slit.

I thought this was a novel idea, and it took no prompting for me to dig in with
my tongue. Soon all the food was gone, even the pieces stuffed inside. I
continued lapping even when it was all gone, "just to make sure I licked the
dish clean", and Mistress's friend just lay there flat on her back and legs
wide quivering and moaning. After she started begging me to stop, Mistress
grabbed the dish, shouting "My turn!" as her friend just curled up into a ball
on her side, still moaning and writhing.

Still laughing, and obviously feeling the Chinese beer, Mistress sat down with
her legs wide and fitted the bowl over her sex. She then laid back, while
telling me I'd have to "fill the bowl myself" as her friend was obviously still
incapacitated. Still a bit hungry and always ready to taste my Mistress's
juices, I shoveled the remaining meal into and over Mistress's upturned pussy.
I dug in and didn't let go even when Mistress shouted for me to stop. Her
friend, who had recovered somewhat, had to spank me hard before my mouth came
unglued.

Mistress's friend sort of fell against me after pulling my mouth from
Mistress's sex, and Mistress joined us after a bit and we just lay there in a
tangled pile resting. Suddenly Mistress's friend sat up, announcing that "I'm
still hungry!" Mistress extracted herself from our pile after responding with "I
have a idea...Desert!" She went over to the dispenser again, and ordered a tray
full of all sorts of chocolates, creams and other ingredients. I was directed to
lie flat on my back with legs wide again while the two of them crouched over me.

They ordered me to stay still while COLD ice cream was heaped between my breasts
and down my stomach. Peeled bananas were shoved up my already juicy cunt. More
freezing ice cream followed along with plenty of hot chocolate syrup squirted
from above my breasts down to my pussy. Needless to say, I was squirming from
the sensations despite orders to stay still. I giggled as they worked, and
dropped or squirted tasty morsels into my mouth occasionally. Last but not
least, whip cream topped it all.

Standing up and stretching, Mistress grinned and declared "There! How do you
like my creation?" A free for all ensued as they raced to devour all the goodies
covering me. I shivered as I felt their tongues lapping at all my sensitive
parts as they sought to get every last bit. Soon I was quivering, unable to
summon the energy to move even a little bit, as their two tongues drove me over
the edge into one orgasm after another.

As I quivered from the echoes of my orgasms, Mistress stood up again, cupping
her cunt, and giggling that "Oops! I think I had too much to drink. I'll be
right back." Her friend answered "Why go to the urinal? Let's see how devoted
your slave is." Mistress looked questioningly at me with an expression that told
me she would let me make the choice. I answered by rolling over onto my stomach,
rising to my knees, and crawling over to her. Kneeling up, I planted my mouth
over her sex, and my arms hanging limp at my sides. I gently sucked until I
heard her sigh and let go. I found it tasted better than I had imagined as I
swallowed. When she finished, I licked her clean.

My new habits are hard to break, I would have knelt there all night, licking my
Mistress if her friend had not pulled me away by the hair to service her.
Without question, I placed my mouth over her peehole, looking up at her and
waiting for her to let go. After I had washed her pussy, it was still slick from
my supper, they walked over and sat down on a couch. I happily laid down in
front of it for them to rest their feet.

They talked for hours while I was content to just lie there letting my meal
digest. I heard my name from time to time as they giggled and laughed, gossiping
like school children. Finally, they decided it was time for bed, and Mistress
insisted that her friend stay here with us tonight. I fell asleep prone on the
floor of the bedroom almost at once as they continued to coo and murmur to each
other as they cuddled in the bed.

The training sessions continued for the next week or so. Sometimes Mistress was
there, unless she had other duties; a variety of other crewmembers trained me
also. I became used to being directed by any crewmember. A lot of the time I was
treated like an underwater horse, but on other occasions they trained me to work
on my own - especially for conditions the Eridani's couldn't stand. They put me
in a special chamber that increased the water pressure so I'd be able to dive
several hundred feet down. I learned how to safely return to the surface from
very deep. Eridani crewmembers went in with me once, so I'd know how far down
they could safely go. Of course I liked being ridden the best.

We finally landed on the water world colony - actually we just kind of hovered
high above the surface and shuttles carried things and people to the surface. I
watched the planet as we descended-- it looked nothing like Earth, the entire
planet was water! I could see islands everywhere, but only a few small
continents. Mistress watched the other drones leave along with Tina, the other
two who were staying and myself. All four of us had similar collars adorning our
long necks, their collars weren't quite the same as mine-- I guess their
masters choose what they liked.

As we watched the departing drones herded onto shuttles, I noticed they did not
wear collars like ours. Instead they wore thick metal ones with a small computer
panel. All of them held their heads high, and wore the same harnesses I'd worn
in the water. I noticed many erect cocks and wet pussies, even though none of us
were ever told we had to stay aroused. The females all stood and walked with
wide stances; the males even wider as their cocks and balls swung freely between
their widespread legs. I think they were all excited about finding out who their
new masters or mistresses would be. We had all been told the Eridani's would
never harm us, but they didn't tell us what to expect either.

As we watched, as Mistress rubbed both Tina and me, she told us about the
collars. She told us the collars had a small computer that held all genetic,
pedigree, and medical information on each drone. Also it would translate speech
so each drone would understand, as well as teach the drone the local language
while translating. She had never told me one way or the other for sure, but I
guessed they considered us property. I know it wouldn't go over with the old
feminists, but being property excites me. Mistress tells me what to do - she's
never told me to do anything I've actually disliked, and she feeds, pets, and
takes care of me. As they closed the back of the shuttle and it left with its
cargo of drones, Mistress said we'd go down soon to visit for a while. During
our walk back from the shuttle bay, she told me I'd like swimming down there,
and that I'd find some tasty fish to catch and eat. Of course, I'd have to earn
my keep during our visit planetside, but she said I wouldn't find the work too
difficult.

END Chapter Four