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face. Not showing any fear was most of the trick. Not actually fearing anything made this much easier.
    “I am Zaer Gwel,” Zaer said, speaking softly to the man. Her eyes raked up and down his strong body, pausing at the member between his legs. The thing was eight inches easily, without being erect. The sight made her wet. “You must know that we mean you no harm,” Zaer went on, meeting the man’s gaze. “I know there are stories told by your people of the things we do here. You can rest assured they aren’t true. You will be made very comfortable, I can assure you. As long as you cooperate, you will be relieved of your duties when your time is up. We have no intention of keeping you forever.”
    The man didn’t move. He simply held Zaer’s gaze with those burning eyes. His look made her moisten even more. If there was time later tonight, she resolved to have him for herself.
    The two stayed there for some time, staring at each other. Zaer admired his resolve, but continued to hold his gaze. The only thing worse than showing fear, was backing down. She was glad that the nurse wasn’t watching when the massive man made his move because she knew the woman would have screamed and caused chaos and panic on the whole below decks.
    He was fast. Surprisingly fast for his size and if Zaer hadn’t been in the same situation dozens, perhaps hundreds of times before, he may even have been fast enough to wrap his hands around her neck. But right before he could do so he seemed to slam into an invisible wall, his face writhing in pain.
    Zaer squeezed the meaty sack of his balls in her hands. This one would produce excellent seed. She was sure of it. Looking up into the man’s red face, she held the same smile she’d had as they’d stared each other down.
    “Oh, you will make a fine specimen for our purposes,” she whispered at the giant, giving his balls another squeeze. He groaned and his face grew redder from holding his breath. “Now remember,” Zaer went on, “if you can play nice, I will too.” She leaned in and took a whiff of the man’s scent. She closed her eyes and reveled in the smell. Sheer power. Made for one thing and one thing only. The wetness between her legs thickened. When she released the man, he fell to his knees, clutching at his now swollen sack.
    Zaer stood for a while watching him, then slowly turned and walked out of the cell, closing the bars gently behind her until she heard the soft click of the latch. She nodded at the nurse, who was still holed up in the gatekeeper’s room, then stole one last glance at the man as he began to recover. Evening couldn’t come soon enough.

Chapter Three
     
     
    Zaer Gwel stood behind the large glass door of the docking pod and watched the wind howl as the Tranquility carrying the rescuers and survivors touched down lightly on the tarmac. The sound of the engines spinning down was drowned by the massive outer doors closing. As soon as the echo of the slam had dissipated through the chamber, the light above the door went from red, to yellow, and finally to green and the inner doors opened quietly.
    Zaer watched the women descend the staircase that had sprung up from the ground at the Tranquility’s main hatch. Jasmine seemed the least shaken of all of them and she helped some of the others step down the stairs. A tiny bubble of irritation rose in Zaer’s throat at the fact that she would have to spend the next hour or so consoling the hapless group. The women began to walk toward her, but only once they got close did they recognize the figure standing in the shadows. As soon as they realized who it was, each of them knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads in greeting.
    “Alright,” Zaer said dryly, “enough of that nonsense. Get up so I can look at you.”
    The women glanced at each other. Despite the fact that Zaer had been commander for more than a year now, some still hadn’t become used to her brusque manner. Zaer glanced at all of the