Slave of the Mynaphim

“You are sure the Requiem was successful?”

“Of course director the humans mind is as blank as a sheet of paper”

A dull throbbing filled her head as words in a foreign language filled her ears and eyes fluttered as though struggling to open but when she tried to open them she found herself unable to, fear began to fill her heart as a silence descended upon the room in which she found herself, senses extending to compensate for her lack of sight, her ears caught the sound of breathing close by and she shook in ill concealed fear as she heard footfalls coming closer to her before a delicate hand came to rest upon her bare stomach, slowly her mouth opened and she tried to speak, but not a sound escaped her lips, not even a muted sound of protest, although... why should she protest? She turned her mind inwards in an attempt to discover why her initial reaction had been to shrink away from that contact but found... Nothing! Her mind was as blank as a slate no memories, no recollections and she balked from its emptiness, something within her telling her that this... Was wrong!

“What programming do you wish for her director?”

The soft fingers upon her stomach drifted along her flesh, rising towards her chest and making her breath quicken in fear as he circled fingers below her perky, but smallish breasts her mind racing even though she felt that she had no experiences to draw upon.

“Basic pleasure slave scripting along with Cultural history and knowledge of high culture, my son has been looking for an attractive human slave for quite some time”

Fear, terror filled her mind although she knew not why and for a moment a flicker danced in the back of her mind like some dimly remembered memory she reached for the dim, flickering specter of who she had once been but it slipped from her grip like mist or smoke, it passed her mental fingers and then she had more important things to worry about.

Images, words and sounds filled her mind, smells of the Mynaphims capital city and knowledge of their past, images of carnal pleasures and techniques she would never have envisioned otherwise twisted through the void in her mind and her mind having nothing with which to combat it latched onto the knowledge and bound the information into her memories, the human female squirmed lightly upon the table upon which she was restrained wrists and ankles shackled to the corners of the bench as information poured through her about her captors, Mostly humanoid the Mynaphim had been accepted by humans and even shared with them the knowledge of star travel.

The human woman's eyes rolled as a long sad history blossomed within her mind, the Mynaphim had been a dying race, pointed ears and large feathered wings the humanoid aliens had been seen as bringers of knowledge and light, descending into a stagnant and dying world with their great ships and sharing knowledge freely with humans, however there came a time that was an inevitability, a Mynaphim male had fallen in love with a human female, they had romanced and even wed in human custom, but to the shock of the Mynaphim conception was rapid and lasted a mere nine months instead of the two years gestation that Mynaphim females had to endure, and the children were born with human strength, but Mynaphim minds and shape!

She wept as she saw the Earth engulfed in the hands of the Mynaphim, finding a solution for the death of their race the Mynaphim had begun to take human slaves, at first prisoners and condemned criminals, they had alleviated the burdens of humanity by taking the dross, the garbage, the filth, however when the findings were confirmed, when human, Mynaphim couples continued to breed true Mynaphim children, then the war had begun in earnest, the Mynaphim had sent forth ships to harvest the strongest amongst the humans for their own uses and the humans had retaliated with the technology the Mynaphim had given them, eventually even driving the aliens back into space.

The images slowed and trailed off as the history petered out before her eyes and images of carnality took their place, locking in technique and desire behind a veil of control within her mind, images of winged beings in bliss, male, female and more cavorted through her mind till her body spasmed with the effort of committing so much to memory and to her muscles, training them to perform at a moments notice, then all was dark and a void came crashing in about her senses and she simply dreamed.

What she had dreamed she could not recall but it was within a cage that she next awoke within the lush surroundings of a bedroom that clearly belonged to one of the well off within Mynaphim society, soft blue eyes cast about her surroundings seeking someone who could tell her where she was but in moments her own question was answered as she looked upon the pink sheeted bed of a female Mynaphim, it was empty but upon the footboard were carvings that spoke of the Mynaphim to whom it belonged, much like the tattoos upon her own upper right arm it spoke of the woman Alissya who was of house Malir and worked as an apprentice technician, her own tattoos matched and for a moment a bubble of memory rose from the depths of her mind, during her Requiem she had heard the men speaking of who she was to belong, to a man to the son of a director, how had she come here?

She did not have too long to wait for her answers once again, as she settled in to wait within her cage with her soft white cotton gown pooling about her ankles, pressed and clean from any blemish she listened to the sounds about her, the soft hum of hover engines outside told her she was likely on Myna itself, the home planet of the Mynaphim, the tromp of boots passing at regular intervals outside the room told her she was within the Malir household itself and not just a simple outpost, it was amazing she mused that she could determine all this after the Requiem, everything seemed so sharp and clear, her eyes turned to the bed and soft blue eyes focused upon the sheets till she realized with a start that she could see every crease and crinkle upon the covers even to the Laira that crawled there!

The Laira was a native insect of Myna two inches long with a proboscis for gathering nectar from plants or blood from humans and Mynaphim it was well renowned for its speed and agility and she watched as it crawled over the covers of the pink shod bed, its double pair of wings fluttering from time to time as it eyed her and she reached for the wooden bottom of her cage digging lightly with her neatly manicured nails to pry forth a long splinter of wood as she palmed the splinter the Laira took off from the pink sheets and her hand flicked forth with astonishing accuracy, the wooden splinter flew straight and true till it skewered the Laira in mid flight! A shock ran through her body as she watched the Laira fall as though in slow motion, eyes wide at what she had just done, even the Mynaphim could not watch a Laira in flight this much she knew from her Requiem so just how had she...

A soft creak came from the door and she shoved her surprise aside to settle back into a subservient kneeling position resting pert buttocks upon her heels as she looked up and to the opening steel door that swung inwards to reveal a young Mynaphim woman clad in the garb of a royal of the Malir clan, a Directors daughter not a Directors son! Her eyes widened but she bowed her forehead to the floor of her cage prostrating herself before her new owner, “Welcome home mistress Alissya” Upon the young woman's upper right arm was a series of identifying tattoos common in Mynaphim society to identify the people within the community, each person was identified and then if owned their owners name was tattooed below that, in this case a small circle was tattooed below Alissya's name identifying her as daughter of a Director who helped control the direction the Mynaphim society embarked upon.

Alissya turned to look upon the human slave her father had procured for her a small smile spreading upon her lips to see the human prostrating herself in their custom, even speaking in the Mynaphim tongue that no human had ever before spoken so fluently! “Well human you speak our tongue well at least, did I do right in asking father for you instead of allowing my brother to get his hands upon you?” Her accent was noticeable tinging every word she spoke in the traces of her upbringing, High Mynaphim was a language that was not taught via the Requiem so she did not believe that the foolish human would be able to understand her so it was to her shock when the human cocked her head as though listening to something distant and spoke, not in the Mynaphim common, but in High Mynaphim a language once taught only to the elite of the clans!

“Thank you mistress it was kind of you to do so, might I ask what it is you wish of me?” The shock was evident upon Alissya's face as she looked upon the human with something akin to awe but she banished the look with a slight effort of will, “Surprising human, not many of your kind know the High tongue and those that do wind up with it erased through the Requiem, how might you know our High tongue?” The human again cocked her head curiously and the young Mynaphim studied the graceful curve of human muscles, more well toned than those of a Mynaphim whose bodies were less important to many of them than their minds, the human again spoke and a look of crafty intelligence spread across Alissya's features, “I know not Mistress Alissya, I simply do, much like I know the Mynaphim language and the human tongues of English, French, German and Latin” The human woman shook her head as though attempting to rid herself of something troublesome and Alissya watched in curiosity, “Calm yourself Alexis I will not chastise you for knowing our tongue but you may not speak it in front of any other Mynaphim is that understood?”

For a moment the human seemed to struggle with the order and Alissya's eyes narrowed imperceptibly, something was wrong with this human, she had come through with at least a part of her memory intact, a part of her personality that had survived the Requiem even if she did not yet know it, “Understood Human?” She had neglected the humans name and she watched as the human flinched slightly at her address, well perhaps some part of the human had survived, but she was still conditioned, “Good girl Alexis, now come here, I want to see what my father gave me” She reached towards the cage with a single hand that contained a small circular disk with a button in the middle, a single press of a button and the cage door slipped open to let her new slave slip from within, soft feet carried the human towards her new mistress and she watched the nervousness in the humans eyes a gesture of her hand and the human fell to her knees, lowering her eyes in front of her Mynaphim mistress, Alissya rose and stepped the final couple of steps towards Alexis reaching for the neckline of the girls cotton slip lifting it and casting it aside as it slid free from the humans lithe figure, greedy eyes strayed over the humans denuded flesh, tanned golden skin glowed in the soft light from the overhead chandeliers and her dark hair set to glittering as though stars adorned the ebony strands, Alexis' eyes lowered to her mistresses feet and a soft blush rose upon her cheeks, feeling something like a slab of meat being appraised by the butcher.

Alissya grinned wickedly as her human pet seemed to get the idea, she was nothing, she was a toy a piece of property something to be owned and used and cast aside if her mistress so desired, soft hands reached down to touch the humans hair gently, stroking through the night black strands, what the Requiem had started it was now her duty to continue, her pet to train in the ways she desired, “Kiss them Alexis, show your mistress your willingness to serve” the human flinched subtly beneath her fingers but pulled her hair away from her mistresses touch to press her lips gently against the Mynaphims bare toes, Mynaphim feet as always going unshod even throughout the times they had to walk outside, the souls of their feet tough enough to avoid being pained by stones and the like.

A bright and broad smiled filtered upon the Mynaphim girls lips as she looked upon her new pet, “Good pet, Good Alexis” Soft fingers again found the strands of the humans hair and yanked this time, almost cruelly to bring Alexis' head away from her toes “Now undress me I must make ready for tomorrow when you are done you will run me a bath” Alissya was quick to hammer home the seriousness of the humans position but the human did not fight or argue against her commands, something the Mynaphim found most unusual indeed but as the toned and sculpted human rose to gently unfasten the laces on the back of her mistresses gown, careful to avoid those massive white feathered wings that set their races apart sliding the gown slowly down to reveal Alissya's slim figure, it was interesting to see the familiarities between their two species as both were slowly revealed, whereas the humans body was toned and tightened from many hours and nearly twenty years of hard physical labor the Mynaphim possessed a similarly slim figure but without the benefit of the muscle tone of her pet, silken undergarments shielded the Mynaphim woman's heavy busom that filled her bra to what on human standards would have likely been a D cup as well as her nethers and Alissya noted the interest within her pets eyes as she studied her mistress, the Mynaphim waited for Alexis' eyes to rise to her chest again before flicking the clasp on the front of her bra.

With a soft ping heavy orbs were freed from their constraints but remained defiant of gravity even though the cloth fluttered to the ground, like the rest of her mistresses body the heavy orbs were a soft pale coloration without tan lines or marks of any kind, however her Aureola and nipples were a deep chocolate brown that brought a blush to Alexis' cheeks as she pictured taking those chocolate colored treats... Her cheeks darkened in color as she allowed that implanted thought to trail off, although she was trained for such things... The first she noticed that she had disobeyed her own desires was the taste of sweet flesh within her lips, she had fallen to her knees without her minds permission and she railed at herself inwardly as she tried to snap free of the control her Requiem had taken on her, it was all to no avail her mind impotent and unable to struggle free of the haze that had fallen upon it as she suckled involuntarily upon her mistresses pert right nipple, her right hand rising to gently massage the left breast as she tasted the sweet flavor of Mynaphim desire trickle over her tongue and biological facts trickled into her mind, Mynaphim females were born in a state that had them constantly producing milk and storing it within glands within their breasts which tended to make them bigger in the chestal region than their human counterparts, it also meant the glands strength allowed even the heaviest chested of the Mynaphim to have erect and perky breasts even without support!

All that information flashed forth in the blink of an eye to keep her conscious mind occupied as instinct and programming had her suckle upon the sweet nectar that her mistress rewarded her with, the soft moaning of the Mynaphim girl above her made her cheeks blush but she did not pause, she did not falter or hesitate she simply worked at the free breast with her bare hand till trickles of milk adorned her fingers and flowed gently over wrist and forearm, dripping from the curve of her elbow to splatter upon the rich carpet within her mistresses bedroom even the sound was pure music to her ears, and the sound of her mistresses sweet moans only added to the symphony.

“Stop it monkey”

The humans cheeks blushed still deeper at the derogatory name for her race, the throaty voice of her mistress demanding quick obedience but her lips left their sweet drink only reluctantly, parting from flesh with a lewd, audible sucking sound, “Clean up the mess you made then run me that bath pet, I need to attend my fathers council soon and you will be coming with me” She shivered at those words and thoughts tumbled through her head, Slaves weren't allowed within the chambers of the Directors in case they could identify the faces of the directors to rebels, to human spies or insurgents, but she nodded her head for truthfully what else could she do? Slowly she dropped to her knees, tongue extended so she might lap up the mess she had made, suckling the carpet clean, she paused though momentarily as she felt a small foot come to rest on the back if her neck, reminding her once more of her position and worth.

It didn't take long to lick the carpet clean and straight after she had risen, scampering off towards the bathroom to carry out her mistresses orders.