Date: Wed, 12 Mar 2003 15:04:35 EST
From: Xadith@aol.com
Subject: Summon 2

(This is the second part to Summon a story I have already submitted and
is posted on your page)


Subject: Gay male Fantasy/Science fiction
Author: Xadith 
Comments welcome.
These characters are mine and copyrighted. Any reference to real life
people is unintentional.
Contains gay sex, forced intercourse, and bondage/BDSM.
Summary: Part two of Summon, Damien finds out the ordeal he has fallen
into is more then anyone could imagine. Plans are being made to take him
from his home and turn him into Loric's personal "pet."


"It's been three weeks Officer, how long are you going to let my friend rot
up there until you get off your ass and go look for him?"

Jack was infuriated.  It had been three weeks since he came down the
mountain, minus one friend and roommate.  Damien had simply vanished, there
was nothing left of him but his gear and his swim trunks left by the rock.
Jack had left the pack up there just in case Damien came back to the camp
site, at least in it there was a med kit, food and some clothing, along
with the tent and cooking supplies.  He hoped Damien was all right, but
everything about the last night there told him it was too late.  Now,
battling with the police and the FBI missing persons division, not one
would believe him.  Oh they had sent a search group up into the mountain,
to look for Damien's body.  But when they came back, all they had to report
was a whole lot of nothing.  The rescue worker claimed that Jack couldn't
have been up in the mountain, there was no sign of anyone staying there, no
tracks, no camp site, none of Damien's things, and from then on no one, not
even his own parents were believing Jack's story.

Slamming the phone down after another bout of laughter and a joke form the
police chief, he snarled and threw the receiver across the room.  Why
wouldn't anyone help?!  Jack started his internship tomorrow morning and
all he could think of was Damien.  Maybe his friend really was dead, maybe
the bank had been right and Damien fled the country.  Jack had gotten a
call from the bank Damien used, asking him if he knew why Mr. Bradic had
suddenly pulled out all his funds after requesting a passport verification.
That information alone made the cops think Jack was just a scorned lover,
looking for his ex-boy friend.  His parents thought Jake had simply gotten
too wrapped up in one of his stories and needed to just let it go.  He
couldn't start the internship, not yet, not without Damien.  Jack let his
face fall into his palms and he drew in a ragged breath.  He wanted his
friend back, and he wasn't ready to give up.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Damien couldn't tell how long it had been, weeks, months, years, the days
were all running together, with only one constant every day.  Getting
royally fucked.  Loric, for all his care to be sure Damien wasn't harmed,
still fucked him no less then twice a "day."  By now Damien was getting to
vastly enjoy it, the pain having gone away several days ago.  He almost
looked forward to it, but never admitted such.  In the lust haze moans of
each passing sexual encounters, he lost track of the hours he had spent
locked away in that cave.  The light was always extremely dim and he never
was released from the leash to the stone wall unless to bath or relieve
himself.  He never bathed alone as Loric would accompany him, refusing to
let Damien have a moment alone to himself after the trouble he caused.  His
wounds healed, not a mark left of single scare that he could see, and his
head was feeling much better.  Loric had seen to it that his prized toy
wasn't scared.

Though they hardly spent a moment apart, Damien hadn't been permitted to
ask the strange creature any questions.  Gagged from day one, he only got
the bit out of his mouth long enough to eat, and if he spoke when he ate he
was immediately gagged again and went the day without food.  Loric seemed
to know that knowledge was power and didn't offer Damien any illusion of
power.

Still gagged and half asleep, Damien woke to the light nudging of Loric's
large knuckle to his cheek.  Baby blues slowly opened and attempted to
stretch.  He never got use to the restraints.  His arms were tightly pinned
behind his back and his knees were buckled to the spreader, forcing his
cheek to rest on a pillow on the cave ground.  His ass in the air and his
legs parted wide enough to be mounted at any moment, he must have looked
like fool.  The humiliation of the whole thing was bad enough, but worse
was that the last few days, Loric refused to allow Damien to cum.  His cock
was swollen and bound with a bit of leather strap, refusing to give him any
release, and for three days, or what felt like three days and seven sexual
encounters.

He woke with a whimper, pleading eyes lifted to Loric's odd face and he
leaned into the warmth of the creature's soft fur.  He didn't care how he
looked, he didn't care that his cock was turning him into a complete slut,
he wanted release more then he wanted his next breath.  Loric just smiled,
a wicked little half smirk that made Damien groan and stretch harder to
reach the clawed hand that rested near by.

"All right, I think you've suffered enough boy."

Loric smiled as he unhooked the leash from Damien's collar and lifted the
bound male up over one thick shoulder.  His hard member was buried in the
warm fur shoulder and he felt his balls tighten already begging for
release.  The hard muscle under that fur made Damien's eyes roll back and
he whimpered into Loric's ear another plea.  Loric chuckled low in his
chest, making his body vibrate slightly and Damien thought he would die.

"Easy boy, I'm going to let you have what you want, all in good time."

The leather that held Damien's cock strained, fighting to hold back days of
need that the male thought would explode from his toes if he didn't get it
soon.  In his distraction of fur and heat, he noticed they were moving up.
Loric was heading toward daylight again and Damien squirmed to get a better
look.  Loric popped him hard on the ass and the other grunted, settling as
directed by his bestial lover.  He felt so pathetic, just some little toy,
an amusement to a higher being that loved to watch him in pain.  And he,
the most pathetic thing of all, letting his cock rule him like this.  So
hard he couldn't stand it, Damien nearly forgot about the growing light and
when his eyes were finally flooded by full daylight he closed them and
jerked in Loric's grasp.  He felt a paw like hand stroke his back and
shivered, squinting as he opened his eyes slowly.  He wanted to ask a
million things but nothing came of it with that bit in his mouth.

Finally getting his eyes adjusted, Damien took a look around where they
were.  He wasn't too surprised to see they were back on the same plateau of
rock that he had originally tried to escape from.  Loric released the
spreader from between Damien's knees and yet his legs didn't move, he
didn't want his thighs to touch his cock; it was far too sensitive for any
kind of stimulation.  Loric unfastened the gag next and tossed both things
into the mouth of the cavern.  Damien took the chance to work his very sore
jaw and groaned at the sharp pain in it.  He didn't dare speak though, he
learned his lesson on that account and there fore just enjoy the moments
without the bit.  Loric said nothing, only continued in his path, starting
down the mountain.  Damien's head spun with a million ideas.  Was he being
released?  Was he going to see Jake down there, how long had he been in
that cave and what did Loric plan to do with him?  There were so many
questions and he couldn't ask a one of them.  He was carried down the rock
face, his cock thrusting into Loric's shoulder any chance he got and a
whimper leaving his parted lips when he was slapped on the rear and told to
settle.  Gods he wanted to cum, anything to be allowed to cum.  All other
needs were set aside for just that one as he found himself at the bottom of
the rock face.  Loric still hadn't put him down, carrying the much smaller
figure on, he walked in the direction of the camp site.  Damien's mind was
torn away from his need for just a few moments, dreading what might be to
come.  What if Jake was still there, what if he saw his pal like this,
groaning like a whore for this thing to fuck him?

As if sensing what Damien was thinking, Loric again ran the soft pads of
his clawed hand over the man's back, nipping lightly at his hip.

"Relax, your friend left weeks ago."

WEEKS!?  How long had he been in that cave?  Damien paled, Jack must have
left him for dead, just gone and never looked back, but why?  Why hadn't
anyone come looking for him?  Right Dame, and where are they going to look?
In the bowels of a cave that no one knows about?  It made sense, even if
they sent a hundred people up here, that rock face looked like solid stone
from all angles, even he wouldn't be able to find it again if he really
wanted to.  Damien sagged against his captor, feeling the last strings of
hope fleeing him as he was carried.  He was stuck here, stuck as
this...this things toy.  With a deep breath he just closed his eyes,
letting the tears fall for the first time since he was captured.  Silently
sobbing as he was carried off, with no hope, no reason to think anyone was
looking for him, and no chance in over powering his dominator.

There was a small wet place on Loric's shoulder by the time the great beast
like creature came to a stop.  Damien had nearly forgotten all about his
needy cock except for the moments when Loric shifted greatly and he was
pressed hard up against that fur-covered mound of muscle.  He felt himself
be removed from his arm bondage, his shoulders so sore he groaned and his
tears finally stopping.  He was moved again, his feet hitting the cool
grass below and he blinked as he found himself before the hot spring.  His
body ached and the warm, steaming waters looked so good he wanted to dive
right in.  A glance was paid up to his captor and then away, his fits
clenching slightly as he felt a warm paw push him toward the hot pool.

"Go on, I'm sure it's going to feel good."

Loric stepped up with him, lowering Damien into the water with both hands
on his hips and then soon followed after.  The water rose a great deal,
flowing over the edges and splashing up against Damien's tired body.  He
just watched as Loric made himself comfortable on the underwater ledge.
His arms were placed along the edge and his legs stretched out, he gave a
motion of his head and Damien slowly slid into his lap.  Damien was used to
this pose, they often took it when Loric bathed him.  He felt the other's
slightly swollen sheath swell a bit more under his tortured ass and
squirmed to get comfortable.  That only made the muscle swell more and he
looked away as his cock jumped.  He was so needy he thought he would die of
it but he knew better then to try and touch himself or release the leather
on his balls.  Loric slid one hand under the water and laced his large
figures around Damien's cock, lightly stroking it.  Damien gripped the
beast's large forearm and clung tightly as he whimpered.

"Please..."

He know he might be gagged for speaking and as soon as he said it he wished
he hadn't, but he had to do something, anything to cum.  Loric didn't react
to the word, just smirked and stroked a bit harder.

"I'm sure you have a lot of questions boy, so I'm going to give you a
choice.  You can either ask your questions to your heart's content, or I
can suck you off into bliss.  But you only get one or the other.  And if
you pick questions well, you go another week without release."

Damien wanted to scream, that bastard, he had been planning this all along.
Using his need like this.  He bit his lower lip when one warm finger
stroked over his tip and pressed in firmly, his hands gripped tight on
Loric's arm and he gasped.

"Please don't make me choose, I can't...."

"I can pick for you if you like?"  Loric grinned, just teasing and stroking
the boy's member as he played his head games.

Damien groaned, how was he supposed to think with this going on.  Then he
felt the other hand slid under him, large fingers stroking over his tight
entrance.  He didn't know what Loric did to keep him like that.  Any normal
person would be stretched and wearing diapers to control themselves but
something in the nearly liquid mix he was fed from day to day kept his body
like new for the beast that took him.  He was turning into such a slut,
leaning back against the hand that teased him and thrusting up into the
other palm, Damien just gave way to whatever Loric wanted of him.

"I'll take that as your answer."

Both palms left Damien's throbbing body and the Acarian moved under his
captive.  Taking hold of Damien's hips, the creature pulled him up to rest
on the ledge of the hot spring.  Perched there with Loric before him,
Damien grew restless, nervous as to what was going to happen to him.  Loric
didn't look uneasy at all, he went right to work, sliding his claws ever
lightly up the side of Damien's thighs and pulling them apart roughly.
Dame didn't give a moment of resistance and leaned back on his palms as he
was positioned.  Hips tired hard not to thrust up, he wanted so badly to
feel anything embrace his hot cock that he would be more then happy to just
jerk himself off.  Yet his captor had something else in mind.

Loric leaned down, snapping the thin piece of leather that bound Damien's
cock for so many days with nothing more then a snip of his claws.  Damien
held extremely still as the beast did this, worried of course about getting
any flesh in the way of those claws.  Then suddenly he was on his back,
Loric had placed his hand to the other's chest and knocked him back to the
ground.  He felt wet fur smother his groin and groaned as he couldn't fight
the needy thrust upward he gave.  His thoughts were torn away when he heard
a snarl in one ear and felt Loric's teeth snap down on his ear lobe to
further get his attention.  Damien didn't move, he didn't breath as he just
lay there and waited for his fate.

"Do you know why you are out here?  Do you realize why you were kept locked
up so long?"

He didn't want to answer.  It might make the beast mad or simply count as
asking questions rather then having his desperately needed release.
Finally, after another harsh bite of his ear, he shook his head slightly,
closing those baby blues as if they could some how block any violence, keep
at bay the beasts temper if he just didn't see it coming.  Loric smirked,
running his hands along his pet's sides and cupping his thighs lightly.
Lifting them, he placed Damien's knees over those large shoulders and
jerked him closer.  The youth gasped and dug his nails into the soft
ground, preying to live a little longer.

"You tried to escape.  Try it again, and you wont see daylight for a year.
Am I understood?"

Blue opened slowly and he looked at the form that lay partly on top of him.
His legs wide open and access to his most intimate space on display for
this creature that had been his caregiver for nearly a month, Damien
couldn't help but fall into submission.  He wasn't the submission type, in
fact most of his relationships, however brief, held him as the more
dominate force, but Loric; Loric didn't ask, he commanded, and anything
caught in his way or refusing to obey was crushed under him.  Damien nodded
softly, looking up into odd yellow eyes and cleared his throat.

"Y..yes.  I understand."

"Good.  Now lay back and enjoy your release, you never know when I'll allow
another."

Damien nodded softly again and did as he was told, just in time to feel
Loric's velvet mouth wrap around the tip of his throbbing cock.  The wet
silk like feeling made his eyes roll back and he gasped for air.  He was
sure he would cum right there and then but the beast cupped his amused
balls and squeezed them firmly.  The mild pain held back his release, while
Loric suck the thick length deep into his mouth and began to draw on him.
Damien was going insane; he bucked up into the other's mouth and clawed at
the ground.

"Please!"

He didn't know what else to say, anything, anything to be allowed his
released.

"Please Loric, please, I'll be good, I swear it!"

The beast just smirked and sunk his mouth deeper down along that shaft,
suckling him in until Damien thought he would die right there.  His mouth
began to move over the flesh, drawing it in, down his throat, swallowing
and lashing his tongue along the tip.  Damien bucked, crying out and
grasping so hard at the ground below he was wedging his fingers in the
dirt.  His back arched, leaning up into Loric's mouth and completely giving
in to everything the creature was doing to him.  His ass was cupped and he
felt the long black talons of the beast's hands lightly dig into his flesh.
He didn't care; he wanted his bliss more then anything in the world.

One thick digit of the creature's hand slid forcefully into Damien's ass
and he cried out loudest of all.  In the same moment, Loric released the
youth's sack and allowed Damien his release.  White, hot females burst
behind the doctor's eyes and he chocked on his own gasp.  Molten seed
exploded from his cock and splashed against the back of the creature's
mouth.  Loric drank him in, suckling harder to milk all Damien had to offer
and he purred when he got the taste teasing along his tongue.  Damien
couldn't move, he never had come so hard in his entire life and it wasn't
stopping.  Loric just kept drawing on him, teasing his abused cock and
somehow keeping him right at that peek.  Damien couldn't take much more; he
was sobbing silent tears at the immense pleasure that just wouldn't
subside.  Loric just smiled, drawing every last drop of seed from the
male's body and lapping it down.  Finally he pulled back, releasing
Damien's cock and letting him catch his breath.  He panted hard, gasping
for air for a few long moments before finally letting his back fall to the
ground and his heart calm.  His head was swirling and he didn't know where
he was for a long while, until he felt the ground below him leave and his
body was engulfed in water.  His sore muscles began to relax and he groaned
his protest when Loric pulled him close.  He wanted to sleep now, just fall
into unconciseness and enjoy his high, but it seemed that his captor had
more in mind.

With a soft moan he let his head fall onto Loric's shoulder, enjoying the
heat and attention the creature was paying to his back.  Those long nails
were stroking him like a kitten and Damien couldn't help but purr.

"You are going to make a wonderful pet.  You are already learning your
place aren't you?"

Damien looked up at that, his eyes coming open a little more, still dazed
from his high and not ready to let it go yet.  However, the words were
troubling, and he looked at his captor with a puzzled expression.

"What do you mean?"

It hadn't dawned on him that he wasn't allowed to speak again, or so was
the rule since he "chose" the orgasm over the question and answer session.
Still, he had asked, and it looked that Loric was going to reply.

"You are my pet now human, my personal toy.  Don't worry, so long as you
obey you will enjoy your slavery."

"Slavery?"

Damien's eyes went wide as all his previous bliss was washing away.  He
felt Loric's hand squeeze his thigh firmly, as if warning him not to try
anything.  He tried to settle but his heart rate had just tripled and he
was suddenly feeling like a caged bird.

"How long are you going to keep me?"

Loric smirked and slid his hand up the boy's thigh, cupping his sack and
stroking it gently.  Damien flinched, he was rather sore down there and the
lightest touches were painful.

"I'm going to keep you as long as you last.  And as long as you prove to be
a worthy toy, human males have very specific roles on my planet."

Again Damien was taken aback.  He looked up at those strange yellow eyes
with a sense of terror.  Loric smirked and drew in a deep breath, causing
his chest to rise and fall heavily.

"Come on, I'll take you back.  I suppose there are a few questions that
must be answered."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Damien was allowed to walk back to the rock face, there, Loric picked him
up and carried him up to the opening.  Set down once more, he followed the
creature into a new cavern, one he hadn't been in before and though it was
like all the rest, it did however, have more light.  The smooth cave walls
didn't look normal, and the groove in the sides from time to time indicated
they were hand made.  He wondered if Loric had found these caverns or if he
might have made them.  That thought was cut off as they rounded a corner
and Damien came face to face with a shocking development.  Loric stood off
to the side, folding his massive arms over his chest and letting Damien
have a good look.  The young man walked forward, hands at his side and
mouth agape, he had never seen anything like this, out side a science
fiction book.  Huge long pods lined the walls of this cavern, at least two
dozen and all of them filled with male humans.  Each coffin like structure
housed another man, of all walks of life, all well built, handsome men that
looked to be between their late teens and early twenties.  Each man had
three tubes running from them to the structure that housed them, a mask
like device that covered the mouth and nose with a tube that ran down into
a main stretch; and two more that connected to that main tube and ran up
between the their thighs.  Each wore a pair of brief like underwear that
seemed to fit them like a mold.  The two smaller tubes were connected to
front and back of the briefs, obviously keeping the digestive system
flowing.  The rounded off tips held lights at the top and all were flashing
a slow green.

Damien paled.  These must be the other hikers, the other men that went
missing the paper talked about.  He looked back to Loric who had moved up
behind him, stroking his fingers along the youth's neck.  Damien's hair had
grown a great deal and it nearly rested at the middle of his back.  Loric
played with it, obviously enjoying the long strands of silky chocolate.

"These males will be sold at auction.  As I said, there are specific roles
for human's on my planet.  One of which is slavery.  The other is a food
group."

"What?  You mean you eat us?"

Loric chuckled, pushing Damien forward to have a better look at the young
bucks in their odd containers.  He stumbled forward and looked over one of
the younger men.  He couldn't be any older then seventeen but he was
thickly muscled, handsome and extremely well endowed.  Even though the
tubes that connected to the briefs kept them covered, they still allowed
for a deep set out line of their cocks.  Damien just looked on the boy with
heartfelt pity for him.  He was so young and already trapped into this
slavery with such a creature as Loric.

"No, we don't eat you; at least not your body parts and flesh.  Our size
demands that we intake a great deal of protein and when we are in space
that need triples because of the loss of gravity and the way our
metabolisms work.  The semen you human males make is mostly protein, and
can serve for a major source of our needs.  We don't take enough human's to
live off of, but those we do have are like a delicacy.  A good producer can
go for as much as ten or twenty platinum bars, which is roughly a hundred
to two thousand dollars in human money."

Damien stared up at yellow eyes like Loric had gone insane.  Not that he
was ever sane to begin with but this took the cake.  Cum was a delicacy.
Loric smiled and leaned down, biting Damien's ear lightly.  The other
pushed away from him but met with a hard slap to the ass for his defiance.
The next nip to his ear was accepted and he stood still as the creature
played with his shoulder and hair.

"Pets, good pets, are much more valuable.  It's like having your personal
tap any time you want it, and if a pet is well trained and has a good
taste, consistency, so forth, they are worth more.  The highest I've ever
seen a well-trained toy go for was 1,535 platinum bars.  That's over ten
million in human money.  But he was a lot better behaved then you, not so
damn resistant.  But that's why I like you, and why I'm taking you for my
own personal toy."

Damien just kind of stared into space.  Selling human's for the simple need
of something to fuck and eat....he felt his stomach turn and realized he
hadn't eaten anything in about a day, and at the moment he was glad, he
felt like he might be sick.  Loric kissed his cheek and turned away,
flicking an electric button on the side of the wall that turned off the
overhead lights.  Damien turned to look at the creature and drew in a
breath.

"Will they all be pets?"

Loric paused and turned to look at him.

"No, some are too defiant to ever be broken in, they just get shipped off
to the right places, sold like kegs of bear for the local establishments.
Pets are much better off if you ask me.  They get homes, beds, and more
freedom in most cases.  Almost all others end up in a pod like that one,
just being milked so to speak.  They are lucky if they are even allowed to
wake up."

Damien suddenly felt very grateful to be chosen as a pet rather then just a
sperm bank.  He went to Loric's side with another glance at the young boy
and mentally wished him well.  All thoughts of escape were fading.  Even
Jack had given up on him and even if he got away, who would believe him?
He wished he could help them, help them get away, and escape his fate.  Yet
as Loric laced a heavy arm around his hips and drug him close, he knew that
even if he got the others free, he was trapped.

"Come on, you need something to eat and something suitable for the trip to
Acaria.  We leave in two days.  That's when the transport ship will be
arriving."

"You've been here a long time haven't you?"

Damien glanced up at his captor and waited, not sure if he would get
smacked for his question or an answer.  Loric nodded and that was the end
of it.  He nudged Damien down the hallway and followed close behind him as
they entered a much, much larger chamber.  This one had what looked like
furniture.  There was a large bed, a metal trunk like case and a small tall
object that could pass for a dresser.  The bed was low to the ground,
covered in soft looking sheets and large pillows.  Damien wanted to jump in
and curl up under the warm looking blankets but he refrained.  Looking up
to his captor he lifted a brow, wondering if this was something like the
Master's room.

"That's right.  When I'm not baby sitting you, I'm in here."

Damien blinked and followed as Loric led him over to the metal dresser like
object.  He looked over the room more so as Loric began to rummage through
a few drawers.  He was snapped out of his thoughts when a forest green hand
came to pop him on the rear.  That was really starting to hurt now but it
did get Damien's full attention.  He looked up to the clothing Loric held
and blinked again.

"Those just the under garments, I hope."

Loric chuckled deep in his chest and tossed the briefs and chest harness
onto the bed.  Damien grunted as he was nudged toward them.  The black,
extremely thin material of the briefs would hide nothing.  It would barely
cover him at all; the only good aspect of it being it wasn't see-through.
He slid each leg into the garment and held it in place, they were far too
big for him, wouldn't even hold to his hips, how was he supposed to wear
these.  Looking up to Loric, he opened his mouth to speak but shut it again
when the clothing began to change.  He looked down as the material began to
shrink, it kept going and going until he didn't need to hold it any long.
Not uncomfortably around his hips, he smiled and looked to the chest
harness.  Only the cloth hadn't stopped.  It kept tightening and he looked
down again as he felt his cock and balls become very snug in the thin
material.  Slightly panicked, he glanced up to yellow gaze and ran his
hands over the briefs, tugging on them and trying to loosen them.  Loric
grasped his hands and pulled the boy close to him, just smiling as he
watched the garment get tighter.

It didn't stop until Damien was so snuggly fit in those briefs they looked
to be painted on.  His cock jumped from the pressure on it and he squirmed
in Loric's arms to try and get comfortable.  That was an impossibility, and
he knew that was the whole purpose of the garment, to make him squirm and
very aware of his cock.  Loric smiled and finally released him, pushing him
toward the chest harness with a scrape of his nails to the back of his
pet's shoulder.  Damien stepped up to the chest harness and looked it over.
He had seen a lot of these in his time, but never tried one on or even knew
how to go about putting one on.  Loric stepped up behind him and took the
harness from Damien's grasp, he gave the pet a slight smile as he opened
the two buckles and slid it over the boy's shoulders.  He moved the X
crossing strips of leather over Damien's chest and back, buckling them
under the arms and making sure the bondage wasn't too tight but snug enough
not to fall off.

Patting Damien's rear he motioned the youth up onto the bed and Damien went
willingly, he wanted to sleep there, but he had a feeling his Master had
more in mind.  Taking a seat on the bed, folding his legs Indian style and
his hands in his lap.  Loric lowered to sit on the edge of the bed and
smiled as he looked the pet over.

"That will due until we get home.  Those seem to fit you well."

Damien scoffed and looked down to his out lined cock.  These so called
clothes were nothing but a thin layer of fabric to keep him contained, not
covered.  Looking up to the soft pillows and warm silk that lay under him,
Damien sighed.  He wanted to sleep, and he was hungry.

"I wont start your training until we are on the ship.  It's pointless when
I don't have most of the things I need.  They should be here by morning,
but we wont leave until the next day."

Damien looked up at that bestial face and nodded slightly, he wanted to go
home, he wanted to see Jack and at least say goodbye but he knew that was
impossible.  Loric would never let him go.  He wouldn't get two feet in the
wrong direction before Loric was on top of him.  He felt like crying again,
but refused to let himself.  He would have to find a way to get out of
here, anything, any way to get to help.