Galactic Vendetta Chapter 03

A warning to readers, this story features dark themes including murder, rape, and slavery if you don’t like these stories leave now.

All sexually active characters are over 18 .

Galactic Vendetta Part 03

Part A, The seeds of discourse and the birth of Andrea.

Chancellor Alexander Bourgeois was incensed, by the insult someone had made upon him. His daughter’s, ship had disappeared with no trace. To make matters worse, the little bitch was necessary for an important trade agreement but thanks to this it had fallen apart.

This could’ve only been the work, of someone in his own government and he was determined to find them and destroy them. After all who else, could have known.

Granted both, the Empire and Alliance didn’t want this treaty to happen. It couldn’t of been, either of them. They knew about the treaty negotiations. But they couldn’t know that it hinged, on her marrying that clown.

They didn’t have the time to find out, get a operation planned, and carried out. Even as big of a pain in the ass, as the S.O.C. was they weren’t this good. That only left one option, it was a inside job.

On the other side of the Confederation, John Ericson was taking steps to ensure that it looked just like that. After he had first raped Cassandra, he reread the transport’s log. Seeing an opportunity, a plan was formed.

While he paid his visit to the station’s slave market, he accessed the central slave database. He then, began inputting false data. This would create the perception, that she had been sold into slavery on orders of one of her father’s political rivals.

It was two days later, they found Ericson’s red herring. The Chancellor was furious, when he found out. This definitely killed, the treaty and disgraced him. A message needed sent, to his rivals that they couldn’t mistake.

Councilman Victor Barrett was lying in bed, thinking about recent events. He had found out that the chancellor’s daughter, had been sold into slavery. What he didn’t know, was all the evidence said it was on his orders.

He would’ve loved to have seen, the arrogant bastard’s face when he found out. He also wished he could of been there, when they branded that little bitch. What he didn’t realize, was he wasn’t alone.

As he was thinking, about how to exploit it someone covered his mouth with a chemical soaked rag. Fear was written, on his face as the chemicals began working. However the look of fear, was soon replaced with extreme agony as his internal organs began dissolving.

The man holding the rag, let go of the councilman at this point. As his assassin backed into the shadows, the councilman could only thrash around as he was slowly eaten alive by the acidic compound.

As Victor Barrett was in his death throes, the assassin made a call. It was a short, message totaling only three words.

” Message sent chancellor.”

With his task complete, the assassin left the dying councilman and disappeared into the night. The public would never know, who killed Victor Barrett. However those in the council, would know the truth.

Cassandra bourgeois had been in hell, since her enslavement. She had been subjected, to both physical and psychological torture. The physical, was bad enough but the psychological was starting to take it’s toll.

It had started, the minute she was branded. At that moment, she knew her life as she knew it was over. Any hope of rescue, was gone. She was now, a slave.She could only cry, as that realization sunk in.

She would soon learn, that her torment was only beginning. She knew his plans, for her as he seamed to enjoy tormenting her with them. Every time he told her, she was horrified by the prospect.

The plans, were quite simple. He would use her till he tired of her, then he would sell her to a brothel. For someone of her position, this was worse then death.

In the beginning, she tried to resist him anyway she could. However he had taken steps, so this was short lived. The first thing he did, was give her a pain inducer implant.

She had seen them used, on slaves in the past and had seen there effectiveness. Now that she was on the receiving end, of one she didn’t dare defy his orders.

Thinking of it, her finger began rubbing the patch of skin between her pussy and ass hole. She could feel, the cursed thing under the skin. She began crying, as she thought about it. Remembering how she screamed, as she felt the jolt of electricity shoot down her nerves.

The horror on her face l, as she watched him increase the charge. Her following screams, as he continued to raise it. Now the mere sight of it’s controller, was enough to end any thoughts of resistance.

Then she had to earn, what little food he gave her. This did two things, it kept her week and it made her dependent on him for her survival. He even went as far, as to make her eat and drink out of bowls like some animal.

To make matters worse, her body had begun to betray her. She was starting, to have orgasms as he raped her. The worst was, when it happened as he took her in the ass. She didn’t think, any woman could get pleasure from that but somehow she had.

She was even starting, enjoy swallowing his cum. God the humiliation, she felt the first time he made her suck his dick. The names, he called her as he forced it down her throat. Her gasping for breath, after each thrust. Then the revulsion, when she first tasted his seed.

For days her thoughts, centered on why was this happening to her. What had she done, to him to deserve this? She had never even, seen him before. Why would, he hate her like this?

It was at this point, she came to a realization. She was being punished, for her actions. She had done, worse things to others. Horrible things, that she had thought was fun.

Any hope, of mercy evaporated as this realization hit. This sparked, a new question. Something, she never asked herself before. With everything she had done, did she even deserve mercy?

Admiral Stillwell, was following a different dilemma at the moment. There were strange reports, coming out of the Confederation. The reports were of infighting, between the chancellor and several councilmen. Culminating, in the murder of one councilman.

There was also a report, of the disappearance of Cassandra bourgeois and her transport. This one made him remember, another report out the same section of space. This one was about the destruction, of Confederation destroyer and a munitions freighter.

This one said crewmen, on the freighter tried to mutiny. A destroyer, then attempted to board and retake the freighter. In response, the mutineers blew up both ships.

Survivors of the freighter, said they were stunned and placed into lifeboats. They regained consciousness, just in time to see the destroyer docking with the freighter. The next thing they saw, was the freighter exploding and taking the destroyer with her.

Another report soon followed, about a trade agreement falling apart between the Confederation and one of their allies. To a outside observer, all of these incidents would seem unconnected.

However, he had a sneaking suspicion they were the exact opposite. The more he thought about, it one name kept coming up John Ericson.