Prologue

The pain.

The pain is beyone reason, beyond comprehension.

Her naked form tenses and shudders with each crack of the electro charge
whip across the bare exposed skin of her back and screams unlike anyother
rip through her and out her mouth.

They all standby, watching the young woman take lash after lash of the
whip - seven done, seven left. The first seven for assaulting one of her
master's honor guards.

Hot red blood streams from her criss-crossing wounds.

Crack.

She shudders and screams in agony.

Crack.

Her cries echo off the walls surrounding them all and her whimpers and
sobs can be heard between each crack of the whip.

Crack. Crack. Crack. Crack. Crack.

And then it is over.

The last seven for her escape and return to her master by the greatest and
most infamous of bounty hunters in the galaxy - Boba Fett.

Part I

He had been standing there, watching the glowing whip fly through the air
and slice through the woman's skin, heard her screams of terrible,
indescribable pain.

Many times he has witnessed such punishments - to both men and women, but
there was something different about this one and the woman he had been hired
to huntdown, capture and return to her master.

He should feel indifferent about her aswell, but there was something about
her, the unknown reason for her short-lived escape - he just can't put his
finger on it and it angers him.

He had been stanting there in the background, watching as the soldiers
dragged her fighting body across the open courtyard to a ferracrete wall
with a pair of chains and shackles hanging upon the wall. Watches as they
pinned her body to the wall with theirs and roughly shackled her arms above
her head.

With her master and the others like her standing at a safe distance away,
crying and sobing as the women held to one another as the tack master
stepped forward toward the woman strung up like an animal to be skinned.

He grasped hold of her clothing and suddenly, ruthlessly, ripped them from
her body until she stood naked before all watching.

"She has such a beautiful body, to scar something so beautiful and perfect
is a crime amongst itself." Boba Fett had thought as he looked the woman's
frame over, yet on the outside, he remained indifferent as he held his EE-3
rifle across his chest as he always had, always prepared to defend himself
if attacked.

Now, the huddled sobbing women are led back inside, their master and owner
remaining as the task master bounds his whip and leaves, his duty done. Then
the woman's master looks upon her for a moment, turns and too leaves.

She is left alone, trembling terribly and sobbing softly, still chained
up, the blood from her criss-crossing wounds streaming down her legs to the
ground.

He steps back into the shadows, disappearing from sight.

Hours pass like an eternity. Night comes and the courtyard is filled with
shadows. It is almost silent except for the sounds of the small night
creatures and insects that make chirping sounds that brings comfort to those
who listen to the entrancing symphany of nature.

A dark figure emerges, his eyes upon the pale moon lit feminine figure
standing alone in the night, naked and shivering in the cold air of the
night.

Slowly, the dark figure moves toward the woman, hearing her shuddered
breathing and soft sobs through the vocal analyzer unit of his full helmut.

He moves within the protection of the shadows, moving stealthily like the
hunter that he is, toward his prey standing perfectly vulnerable.

But he is not on the hunt this night.

I am numb, unable to feel a thing except the darkness and the cold of the
night. I listen to the darkness and the hypnotice symphany I let bring
calmness to me, to my raw nerves, body and mind.

And then I feel that I am not alone - as though someone stands behind me.

**********

I don't remember how I got here, but all I can remember is lying in my bed
at home, thinking over what had happened to me during the week. All a bunch
of bullshit it was.

I fell to sleep, and I remember dreaming, dreaming of places I have never
been to nore seen before - and they certainly were not on Earth. And I
remember a man. I felt drawn to him, wanting to know all there is about him.
But I cannot remember what he looks like - a dark haze in my mind.

And then I woke up - no, shoved awake roughly and when I opened my eyes, I
gasped in terror as I found a nasty looking man dressed in strange clothing
and leather, standing over me, his mouth wide in a grin, his filthy teeth
exposed.

Quickly I begain to fight to get away from him, but I learned I could not
escape for my wrists had metal bands about them connected together by a
short length of chain and connected to the chain, through a metal loop, is
another chain that leads up to my neck where I feel something metal about me
neck, and the other end of the long chain is in the hands of another - a
soft skinned man dressed in black.

I was forced to my feet and led by the blue skinned man from the room ehre
I notice other women, human and alien, huddled together in fear, watching me
be led away to meet my fate.

I was led down a softly lit hallway and suddenly, as we reached the end, a
door opened before us and I was instantly blinded by the light coming from
the other side.

The man leading me jerks my chains roughly, and leds me through the
doorway into the room beyond.

Still not quite able to see, the man leads me up a few steps and then
after reaching the top, I am pulled a few steps forward and stopped suddenly
as I feel strong hands grab hold of my shoulders roughly, held me in place.

Finally my eyes adjust and opening my eyes, I was instantly frozen with
terror as I found myself standing upon a stage, as possibly a hundred people
- all male humans and aliens, looking up at me with lust, greed, desire, awe
- that of men. And they are bidding one me - an auction! I was being sold
like a piece of meat - into slavery!

I was sold to the highest bidder to a youthful middle-aged human man, then
I was led off the stage and down into the crowd to the man who had won me.
And as soon as the man paid for me, the blue skinned man hands my gold
guilded chain to my new owner. Then my owner leads me from the room, outside
to a waiting vehicle that looks like a futuristic wheel and axel-less limo.

A servant hurries to the limo and opening the passenger door, my owner
ushers me into the limo. I quickly enter and move to the front of the limo,
right behind the drivers cab, and sitting huddled in the corner of my seat,
legs pulled up against my chest, my owner enters, sitting in the backseat,
placing my gold guilded chain upon the floorboard as the door closes beside
him.

That was when I realized Dorothy was not in Kansas anymore.

After the limo ride, we got out and my silent owner led me to a sleek
white spaceship, sitting on a landing pad, ramp leading up to it, down.

Inside the sip, he led me to a room with a satin covered bed and inside
the room, while the door open to give me a sense of ease, he stands before
me, holding my chain and then grabbing my wrists, slipps the chain from the
loop. Then he removes the chain connecting my golden wristbands together,
but holding to the main chain connected to the band about my neck. He moved
toward the bed and locked the chain to a metal loop upon the floor in the
center of the room where I can reach everything but not escape.

He left me there, letting the door close, letting me be all alone and as
soon as he gone, I crawled up onto the bed and fell into an exhausted,
dreamless sleep.

My owner's name is Aronman G'Zhri and I am one of forty of his harem.

***********

I gasp with fright as I feel a hand upon my side, leather gloved
fingertips gliding about my waist then an arm about me.

I begin to tremble and cry out in protest with great fear as I feel a body
against me then a hand run up my left arm to my wrist.

Instantly I begin to fight, thrashing my body against that of the person
behind me, when suddenly I am pinned against the wall before me by the
strong body against me, my mouth covered by the hand that was about me.

"Quiet. MAke no sound and I will have no reason to quiet you. I do not
wish to harm you. Now, remain still." I hear the voice of the last person I
ever expected to help me, in a low tone - Boba Fett!

I nod my head the best I can and let my body go limp against his as he
removes his hand from my mouth then begins to remove the shackles about my
numb wrists.

As soon as my wrists are freed, my arms fall to my sides limply ans his
arms quickly about me when he steps back from me, before I collapse -
catching me. I then find myself lying across his arms, trembling still,
whimpering softly as I slip into the black of unconsciousness, finally.

***********

Home. Earth. How I miss it - the sunsets, the beaches, the cities, the
people, the food, the animals - everything.

I am back home, lying in my bed, snuggled up in my comforter, and all of
this is but just a dream, a terrible dream...a nightmare.

I want to wake up, hearing the songs of the wild birds outside, my cat Ash
meowing, telling me that she is hungry.

I want to open my eyes and seen the rays of morning sunlight breaking
through the curtains of my bedroom, falling upon my bed.

But as consciousness returns to me, I know that once I open my eyes, I
will be living in my nightmare come to life. And even before I open my eyes,
tears begin to slip from my eyes.