Stockholm Syndrome (Part 2 of 2)

Posted on 20 Nov 2015 @ 10:54pm by M'Ressa & Queen Regent Lirha Saalm

2,113 words; about a 11 minute read

Mission: Episode 09 - Empires
Location: IKS Saalm - Lirha's Chambers
Timeline: MD 07 - 0020 hrs

[CONTINUED]

Lirha was not finished for the evening, but for the moment, she was happy to show her new servant some love and tender care. "Come back and kiss me," she ordered, wanting to have a more sensual relationship with the woman.

K'Ren crawled back up to Lirha. Curling up beside her mistress, K'Ren leaned over and lowered her face to Lirha's, closing her eyes as their lips touched. She found the taste of her mistress addictive and to taste her lips again, to inhale her scent was intoxicating.

It was a deep and sensual kiss, and one which Lirha had not had for quite some time with anyone around her. She breathed slowly through her nose which rubbed lightly against K'Ren's, and allowed her wet tongue to explore her cavity and engage in some playful lapping with her own.

"...Mmm..." the Orion moaned deep into K'Ren's mouth. She wrapped her in her arms and rolled her over on to her back and comfortably settled her body on top of her before continuing to kiss her and enjoy her taste and fragrance.

A deep purr set in K'Ren's body as her mistress rolled her onto her back and lay atop her, kissing her as their bodies pressed together. The feeling of this women atop her was different from her mate, but equally pleasurable. K'Ren's paws wandered, rubbing, caressing, even gently clawing at the Orion women's bare skin.

Lirha pulled back to finally catch her breath, then looked down at the woman beneath her with a curious glance. "I am enjoying you very much. Do you wish to tend to my needs every evening?" she asked.

"If that is what you wish, I do wish to Mistress." K'Ren answered. "All I would ask is for one last night with my mate so I may leave him." K'Ren continued, a little tremor in her voice. She knew the bond between her and her mate was strong, and breaking the bond could permanently harm them both.

The Orion shook her head at the request, for she did not see the benefit in it. It could perhaps create more complications and potential defiance, both of which were threats of a slave revolt.

"There is no need for that," she answered with a soft smile. "He will be taken care of and tended to. And perhaps he will find a new mate if the spirits bless him."

Lirha's hand reach down and began to stroke K'Ren's belly again. "And...you will have the chance to raise your children to follow in your path, as my servants." It was as good of a proposition for any slave serving under her, and she hoped K'Ren would be pleased with the idea.

"Mistress..." K'Ren looked at Lirha, her eyes pleading. "He is a loyal and trustworthy servant. If you were only but to take him into your service..."

Shaking her head and pressing a finger to the Caitian's lips to silence her, Lirha tried to subdue the protest. "He is already in my service, and he has served well." She then sighed and ran a hand up and down K'Ren's ribs to comfort her. "I am your mate, now. I will make sure your new family will be taken care of." Lirha leaned down and planted a soft kiss on her lips and stroked the fur behind one of her ears.

A tear began to form in K'Ren's eye. "Mistress, breaking a bond as we have could kill us. Permit him to remain in your service as I am, and we will bear more cubs to serve you as these one's will." She placed her paw on her own belly.

The queen regent thought about the proposal for a brief moment. Then for a bit more, and more, and finally almost a minute had gone by while she'd weighed the pros and cons in her head. On one hand it would indeed be beneficial to have more servants born and raised into her family...but on the other, the was also the possibility of a potential rebellion in the works.

"I am sorry, for what it is worth," Lirha finally replied after a long moment. It was a lie, and she really felt no remorse, but at least her words might help soften the blow. It was usually not in her nature to negotiate or indulge her slaves with their protests, and she was beginning to feel that her leniency was being slightly abused.

"My decision is final. If you wish...I will permit you to see him one last time. Here and now in these quarters, before his service to the Alliance is terminated," she offered, being the gracious overlord that she was.

"Thank you Mistress." K'Ren responded, a small tear of pain and loss forming on her face.

Lirha rolled off of K'Ren and reached for the communicator located on her nightstand next to her bed. "This is Saalm...bring the Caitian named R'Merah to my quarters immediately," she commanded, then put the device back down and sat up nude while waiting for her security guards to bring the man for his final reprise.

A few minutes later, a larger and taller caitian entered the Regent's chambers. Seeing K'Ren in Lirha's bed, R'Merah knew what this was about. His wife was being taken from him, and no doubt the Regent would terminate him in front of her.

K'Ren climbed off Lirha's bed and went over to her mate. "I am sorry R'Merah." He stroked her mane, holding her in his arms for what he knew would be the last time. "It is what it is mate. I only wish I could be around to see our cubs born."

Letting go of K'Ren, who went and sat on the bed, afraid to do anything else. R'Merah faced Lirha, bowing on one knee. "Permission to speak my Regent?"

"I suppose," answered Saalm non-chalantly, gesturing with her hand for him to continue. Normally she would have denied any such request, but she was a little curious as to what the man might have to say. Would it be substantial in substance, or another empty plea to spare his life?

R'Merah looked up at Lirha. "I will not ask you to keep me alive unless you wish it Regent. I have served you, and those under you, faithfully since I was taken as a young cub. All I would ask is this, if there is a way I may serve you faithfully for years to come, please grant it. If not, please grant me one final night with my mate and the right to take my own life as is my species custom."

Lirha arched an eyebrow at his final request. It was...noble, if she were to assign an adjective to it. Perhaps a bit ambitious, but nonetheless one of a person who knew his own place in life, his fate, and his final wishes. And for these reasons, she strangely decided to grant the request...albeit with a caveat.

"Your service to me has been admirable, and you have lived a long and healthy life." She turned towards K'Ren and gestured towards her. "Enough so that you have found a beautiful mistress to foster your family. Which will continue, of course, after you have passed. I take pleasure in watching your next generation serve me as faithfully as you have."

Lirha looked towards K'Ren, then back to R'Merah. "I will permit you your final wish. You may be with your mate. But it will take place here and now, and you have fifteen minutes to do so. My blade will be offered to you when you have finished."

R'Merah bowed his head. "Thank you Regent." Looking at his mate he smiled, pain evident in his face. Standing, he took K'Ren's paw in his own and crawled up on Lirha's bed. He wiped away a tear from K'Ren's face as she lay beneath him and he kissed her tenderly.

The next 15 minutes was a time of great passion and of sadness as the R'Merah made love to his mate for the last time. The pair moved together in a sinuous rhythm but eventually it had to end. R'Merah growled and K'Ren mewled as the final act of their love was played out before Lirha.

R'Merah gave K'Ren one final kiss as tears streamed down K'Ren's face. "I go to be with the deity my mate. May she grant you long years and fertility in this life."

He crawled off the bed and stood before Lirha. "I accept my fate Regent. May you grant her another mate in time to give her offspring as she wishes."

Lirha had watched their coupling with much interest and voyeur. It was not often she was witness to a loving pair genuinely copulating in front of her eyes. "I will tend to her needs," nodded Lirha who then offered the hilt of her ceremonial serrated knife to the man.

The Orion then walked over to the bed and stood next to K'Ren and took her paw in her hand, holding it gently yet firmly to give her comfort for what she was about to witness.

R'Merah took the knife Lirha offered him. Sitting down, R'Merah counted the ribs on his chest finding the spot he needed. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest which was good as it would speed his passing. He gave one final sad look at his mate before plunging the dagger between his ribs. As the knife buried to the hilt, R'Merah could feel it slice through his heart. Closing his eyes, R'Merah waited as his life force slipped from him, his body collapsing as he died.

K'Ren, during this, averted her eyes hoping that his end would be swift and her last memory of his would be the love he showed her at the end.

Watching with hidden and innate satisfaction as her Klingon guards quickly moved forward to drag the dead and bleeding body from her quarters, Saalm squeezed K'Ren's paw and turned to her for comfort. She wrapped her arms around her new young Caitian bride and kissed her softly on the neck.

"He is in peace. And you are in peace with me," she whispered.

K'Ren clutched her belly as she began to sob. She could already feel the first tendrils of pain race through her heart and mind as her bond to her mate was cut abruptly. Curling up into a ball on Lirha's bed, K'Ren began to cry freely as the pain of loss began to sink in.

The doors to Lirha's chamber closed with a loud compression, which left the two of them now together again in the regent's quarters. K'Ren's abrupt departure to the bed was to be expected, and had merit. Lirha herself knew the pain of losing those around her -- those who she loved. But the future always held a brighter sunrise, as she'd once been poetically told.

The Orion made her way back to the bed and laid down beside her future wife. She wrapped her arms around her shoulders and pulled her close to feel her warmth, and kissed her flattened ear for comfort.

"You are my love, the one that I desire the most," she said in a soft and amiable voice. "I know you feel pain...but what is life without pain? We all experience it. But you must accept my love, for that is what will give you comfort."

"Then hold me Mistress, if you love me as you say." K'Ren responded as she curled into Lirha's warm green body. Why she felt comfort in the arms of the women who ordered her husband to commit suicide, she did not know, but the feelings could not be denied.

A pair of strong green arms grasped K'Ren and rolled her over until she laid atop of Lirha. The Orion pulled her intimately close and threw her blanket atop both of them for warmth and comfort, all the while rubbing K'Ren's neck and back with soothing and sensual touches. She pulled her head gently downwards and began to kiss her lover deeply, this time not out of passion, but love. The gently caresses of her lips and tongue were testament to that, and she once again moaned softly into K'Ren's mouth.

K'Ren wiped the tears from her eyes as Lirha rolled her on top of her mistress. Leaning in, K'Ren kissed Lirha, probing her mouth with her tongue, seeking her new lover's approval.

[OFF]

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QRGT Lirha Saalm
Commanding Officer
IKS Saalm
[PNPC Saalm]

K'Ren
Regent Saalm's Servant
IKS Saalm
[PNPC Min Zhao]

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