Worthy Of A Yautja

Chapter 5:

***Reneta's Pov***

-Nightmare-

It was dark and cold. I could hear voices in the shadows talking to one another about something. Screams filled the air around me. It was the others. That's when I figured it out that it wasn't dark, I was just blindfolded and being dragged down the hallway. And the people I heard talking. Well that was Doctors Kaccius and Samuel taking notes while standing behind the group. I was the one screaming and thrashing in the arms of my captors. 

It did nothing. It just made it worse for me and they enjoyed my suffering. There was nothing I could do as they held me down, stripped me of my clothes and injected something into my neck. I went limp on the floor next to both the doctors and before to long my vision went black and I just laid there unconscious. 

When I came to, there were bright lights shinning in my eyes and of course Kaccius and Samuel standing over me. I tried to struggle but I was strapped down to the bed and believe me I tried my hardest to fight back. It was just no use. They hooked me up to so many things and pumped something blueish purple substance into my veins. My back arched and I screamed out in pain. It was an awful feeling of whatever was happening to me. Honestly it felt like I was having none stop seizures the moment that stuff entered into my body. I was so exhausted once I finally stopped shaking. I just wanted to die and be done with all this. 

-----End of Nightmare Side For Reneta-----  

***Blood-Moon's Pov***

I was awoken by whimpers from the ooman girl that was still laying in my arms. She was shaking and sweat covered her face, arms and neck. But what shocked me the most was seeing my things floating around the room. What was going on? 

Getting to my knees, I grabbed her shoulder and shook the ooman girl. Nothing. I shook her again, this time more forcefully and she jolted awake screaming. I froze when she threw her arms around me. Everything fell to the ground making her jump and slump down in fear... In fear of me. 

"Wh-what happened?" I asked placing my hands gently on her shoulders. She tensed at first, then relaxed once she saw the concern in my eyes. I might have been cold and an ass to her, but I still felt something deep inside me. Something that I couldn't fully explain. I just looked at her and waited for her to say something, which she never did. She just lowered her head again and I let her go. 

That was fine. If she didn't want to tell me, then fine. I wasn't going to push it. I just pointed to the washroom and she went in without saying anything. She only turned once to look at me and I nodded for her to continue. That it was okay. 

There wasn't much I could do after that. I had important things to do, so I couldn't stay. I just hope this time she stays in my room. I'd hate for what happened yesterday to play out again. Not that I enjoyed hurting her, it's just our anger got the better of me. 

Walking in the hallway, the other Yautja's lowered their heads as I passed. The only one that walked up to without doing it was my father, Ancient-Hunter. Instead I stopped, bowed my head and we continued our walk through the hallway to the mess hall. 

"How is the ooman coming along my son?" my father asked sitting down at a table with me. There was a tone in his voice. I'm guessing the male oomans were proving more difficult than we had hoped for. 

"She is responding well to her role," I said picking up my cup of c'nlip and took a gulp from it. My father just growled looking around the mess hall. Everyone had gathered now. "But there seems to be something strange about the oomans, father." He looked over at me and nodded in agreement. 

"Yes I know." He growled and stood. He pressed a few buttons on his wrist cuff, looked once more to me. "Just keep an eye on your ooman, Blood-Moon. I must go back to the males and teach them a few lessons. They are not as submissive as the females are." Then with a nod of my head, my father left the mess hall. 

Eating.... Yes, I thought.... She needs to eat. I stood from my table and walked back to my quarters. I found her on her knees in front of her bed, she had her head down. Slowly I walked in and over to her and very so slowly, she looked up at me. I could see that she had been crying again. 

"How can I help you master?" Her voice was almost a whispered. My bio mask picked it up with the faint sound of her voice echoing in my head. Her scent was so strong, even with my mask on I could still smell it. But unlike last night, sensing and tasting her lust, this time it was fear that filled the air. 

I held my hand out to her. "Rise to your feet, my lou-dte kale." I knew she didn't understand that last part, but she didn't hesitate to stand. "Good... Now come." I turned and walked out of the room with her following right beside me. She kept good pace with me. I was surprised. 

"Master... May I ask where we're going?" She sounded nervous and she stopped when she saw how many there was of us. I just put my arm around her and guided her to a table at the far end of the mess hall. All the others stopped eating to look at her, but it was more out curiosity and nothing more than that. 

I sat her down in one of the chairs and made her a plate of various fruits and breads. I didn't know what she'd like, but I kind of figured she wouldn't eat raw meat like us. So I left that part out for her. When I placed the plate in front of her, her eyes grew wide, but didn't touch it. She slowly looked up at me like she was waiting for permission. I nodded and motioned for her to and she did. 

She eat so carefully and in little portions. Strange to me, but maybe normal for her. It could also be that she was nervous to be around me and all the other Yautja's in the room. I tried not to stare to much or for to long because she'd look up at me and stop eating if she noticed me staring at her. 

Once she was done, she pushed the tray closer to me. I understood and walked it back to the cooks and sat back down. "Did you enjoy your meal?" I asked looking over at her. 

"Yes," she whispered. "Yes I did master. Thank you." 

That's good. I'm glad she enjoyed the food. At least now I know she's feed and has ooman drink -I believe it's called water-, I wouldn't have to hear it from Javelin and Kaail about taking care of her. Especially being so close and intimate with her. There'd be no doubt that they'd speak their minds on the matter. But I just nodded and let out a small rumble to her. "Come. Let's return now."

With no hesitation she stood and waited for me to stand with her. It was good to see that she was getting the hang of it and I loved that she was really respectful in the process. When we made it back to my room, she dropped to her knees like she was waiting for an order from me, but I waved my hand like I was dismissing her and she relaxed in her bedding. 

I walked to the bathroom and closed the door behind me. There was a deep throbbing coming from my lower half as I stood with my back against the door. The thought of taking her grew more and more intensely. No time to waste, I told myself stepping into the shower and turning it on. The hot water stings my back, but I didn't care. I threw my loincloth off and grabbed myself. I growled squeezing the base before running my hand back and forth, but halted when I saw her standing there. 

Oh no..... I tried not to look at her as she walked into the shower. I could hear the sound of her dropping her clothes and stepped into the shower with me. Her arms wrapped around my waist. "Master." Her voice sounded sweet to my ears. I tried holding myself, squeezing it even tighter in hopes that it would stop, but no luck on that part.  

"Master." She walked around me to where I had to look down at her. I was full of lust as I looked at her and there wasn't a chance of holding back now. I took her into my arms, dripping wet and walked out and to the bed. 

She was so little compared to my body that loomed over her's. I took her and I took her good. She was mine now and that made me happy, complete. I had to make sure she knew this and all night was just me having my way with her.