How would he do it? Intimately? Or publicly? It would be physical punishment; she had no doubt. Lamira had intimated Zander s*****d her.
In the factories where she’d met her human mate, Johan, and on the agrifarm where she’d raised their daughter Lamira and hidden her beauty from the greedy Ocretion masters, they’d used a shock-stick to keep the human workers in line. The pain from the shock was unbearable. Overuse caused permanent damage in the nerves and eventually in the brain.
But in the short time she’d been, as he put it, a guest on Zander’s pod—since he’d bought her as a gift for her daughter, whom he loved—she’d seen no shock-sticks. There’d been no a***e. She and Lamira had always been treated with courtesy, even though it was understood they were slaves. They ate delectable foo
