Thread: Breaking a pet

Captian Janek watched the new slaves choke and turn red, start gasping like fish... all but the elf. She endured, closing her eyes and controlling herself. Oh, she was going to be trouble, he knew already. He'd mentioned to the others he might have to take over her training, himself, so he'd assigned her to Morrok, knowing the beefier man wouldn't mind stepping aside as the thickest-built of the crew, he was often called in on training sessions to give that extra stretch, so it's not like he was going to be lacking for womanly holes to fuck this voyage. He waited until faces turned red, and when the first few started to pass out from lack of air, he waved his hand over the ring again, releasing them. He waited until they roused, some trainers speeding the process with a judicious slap or two until they were all paying attention again. Stay silent, all of you, or you all get more of that. All trainers have such a ring. They work on intent they can trigger one collar, or several, depending on what the wearer wishes. We have a surplus from our projected catch, and we already had some leeway for losses built in I'm sure none of you wish to be written off as an accounting statistic and have your bodies fed to the sharks, so behave and obey and you'll come through fine. He began to stroll up and down in front of the slaves again. Here are the rules. You are expected to be silent unless spoken to. You are expected to obey the orders of any man on this vessel. Your trainer's commands outrank everyone's but mine, and mine outrank everyone's. You will address all men as 'Sir,' you may also address your trainer or myself as 'Master,' and it's acceptable to call me 'Captain' as well. Now listen very carefully the concept of 'I refuse' does not exist for you any more. You don't get to refuse anything. You receive an order, you do it. You don't have to like it, you don't have to be good at it, you can tell us you've never done it before, but if you balk at it, if you refuse, you will be punished, and severely. Obedience is the primary lesson, and your main task as a slave. Everything else you can learn, once you've mastered obedience. He sighed, and his voice got meditative. You're probably thinking 'what did I do to deserve this?' You did nothing. None of this is your fault it's how Fate works. I'm sorry, but this is the life you've been given, and it's up to you to cope with it. Some of you may be planning escape. Well, there's no escape from this ship. We're taking a course through the deep ocean, so even if you somehow managed to escape the bonds and the collar, there's nowhere to run. After you're sold, well, escape is not a good idea. Most places are very well-acquainted with escapees, and they never get a second chance. Some of you may be thinking you'll never break, you'll never become a slave. He paused and looked up and down the row. That may be true, deep inside. But if you're smart enough to resist, you're smart enough to learn how to fake it, so you can survive. And it's my experience if you fake it long enough, it becomes the truth. But either way, you have to learn the lessons we're going to teach. He went to the far end of the row, and stared down at the girl. Her trainer made her tilt her head up to face Captain Janek. The captain looked her deep in her eyes and said quietly, Do you understand? Yes, the girl whispered. Janek's face hardened. He held up the ring in front of her, and hovered his hand over it. I think you forgot one of the rules. Let's try it again. Do you understand? Yes, Sir! the girl cried, terrified. Janek nodded. Good girl. He moved up the row to stand in front of the next girl, who raised her own head to gaze at him blankly. Do you understand? Yes, Sir. Good girl... And so it went, moving up the row toward Kaura.