Personal Sacrifice
Part 1
By:
Stacy L.
THE
CAPTURE
EARTH: THE TAU'RI HOME WORLD
General
George Hammond rushed into the embarkation room when the computers picked up
SG-1's code being transmitted to the SGC. SG-1 had just departed several
minutes before and should not be returning so soon unless they were under fire.
As he entered the embarkation room he saw Major Carter and Teal'c exit the
wormhole retreating backwards down the ramp weapons aimed at the ready. Shortly
after their sudden appearance came their Commanding Officer his gun also drawn
at the ready. He immediately questioned, "Colonel what happened? SG-1 only
deployed a few minutes ago."
"Heavy
fire, sir.
O'Neill
continued to watch the rippling water expecting Daniel to emerge within
seconds, silently praying for the man to show himself. When the young civilian
failed to make an appearance Jack felt his heart skip a beat. Oh God, where was
Daniel? He was right behind him. Where the hell was he? He had hollered to
Daniel mere seconds ago ordering him through the wormhole when
As
the wormhole disengaged with still no appearance by Daniel he felt his heart
plummet. He turned worried eyes towards Teal'c and Sam. They were both looking
at him in a mix of fear and shock. Daniel had not exited the Stargate, which
could mean only one thing: he had been captured and overtaken by the
Sam
spoke up first, "He did sir. He was right behind the Colonel."
Jack
shook his head as he felt Daniel's absence travel straight to the core of his
being causing an incredible ache and an overwhelming feeling of intense fear
and extreme loneliness to encompass him. He tried to ignore those intense
emotions replying, "He was right behind me, sir. A Jaffa fired at me.
Daniel shoved me through the wormhole to get me out of danger. He was right
behind me! Right behind me, sir."
"Well,
he isn't here now. Tell me what happened."
Teal'c
spoke up, "It would appear the planet is under the direct control of a
system lord. The Jaffa were many. They were prepared for us."
“Jaffa?
Did you see whom they served?"
"I
did not."
"So
Doctor Jackson is now a prisoner on a hostile world with a hostile Goa'uld lord
that none of us know?"
Sam
swallowed hard as she answered, "It would seem so sir."
Hammond's
worry tripled as Major Carter supplied him with the one answer he had hoped not
to hear. Doctor Jackson was now MIA and they had no idea just who ruled that
world. SG-1 had made a lot of enemies among the system lords so any capture by
them could prove very dangerous to the members of SG-1. If they were lucky then
Jackson had been captured by one of the minor system lords, of course with
Doctor Jackson's luck and SG-1's luck he was most likely now imprisoned by one
of the major system lords, one who knew SG-1 very well. He questioned, "So
we have no idea what we are even up against? Do you even have the slightest
idea of who that system lord might be?"
"No
sir, but whoever it is Daniel is in a hell of a lot of trouble and we have to
go back for him."
"And
you will, you will Colonel but first I want you and your remaining team to
report to the infirmary."
"With
all due respect sir, the longer we wait the more danger Daniel is in.”
"Correct
me if I'm wrong Colonel, but you said that the Jaffa were attacking at the
gate."
"Yes
sir."
"So
if they did capture Doctor Jackson then they will still be at the gate awaiting
your retrieval of him. They have been already alerted to your presence, and
they don't know if more will follow or if you will return. A few minutes in the
infirmary is not going to kill any of you. Report there immediately."
Three
grumbled yes sirs preceded the order and
Jack
paused to gaze upon the Stargate longingly feeling his heart beginning to crack
and shatter into tiny little pieces as he felt the impact of Daniel's missing
presence. The man was on the other side of that gate and they couldn't retrieve
him yet. He hung his head as he suddenly realized that he hadn't even told the
man that he loved him before they parted company. What if they couldn't
retrieve him? What if...he closed his eyes shutting a lid on his debilitating
thoughts. He wasn't about to accept defeat. Oh no. They were going back and
they were bringing Daniel home!
As
he stood gazing at the Stargate he whispered tender words of support and
encouragement to his lover hoping that Daniel would be able to hear him some
how, someway, "Daniel please be all right and please hang on. We’re coming
for you, love. You just have to hold on a little bit longer. We're
coming!"
P47-O89:
THE PLANET OF BURSIRIS
The
Capture and the Sentence
He
grinned wickedly as he noticed the Tau'ri his guards brought before him. Ah yes,
Daniel Jackson, Doctor Daniel Jackson. The one his host was obsessed with. He
would draw much pleasure from imprisoning this man. Oh yes.
As
he focused on the Tau'ri now being held between two of his guards he smiled
upon seeing the spirit in him. He was rather pleased that this man happened to
be the one Tau'ri his guards had managed to capture. The other three had
succeeded in escaping but not this one. He scanned the man's body noting that
he had become more muscular since their last meeting...yes, more muscular and
much more appealing. He could feel his host’s body automatically responding to
the man before him making his desire burn all the more. He would own the man
body and soul. Daniel Jackson would soon serve him or suffer. His smile
broadened as
As
Daniel was escorted into a palace by two guards he felt his anger increase. He
had been stupid in his actions and ended up getting himself captured. He had
been too slow entering the wormhole succeeding in getting himself shot at with
a zat gun before he made a successful escape. His team had no sooner arrived on
the planet before they were attacked by
Daniel
glared coldly at the Goa'uld lord before him thinking of Sarah and how she was
still trapped within her own body. Here was another person that he could not
save. Here was another person he had failed. Sarah looked as he remembered her
on the outside but he wondered if there was any trace of the vibrant young
woman still in that body or had Osiris managed to destroy her with his evil? He
pushed his thoughts to the back of his mind as he began to watch Osiris closely
trying to determine what the Goa'uld had planned for him. As the Goa'uld lord
continued to stare intently at him casting him a hungry gaze Daniel felt his
insides quiver. He couldn't miss the obvious desire burning in the snake's
eyes. Was that Osiris blatantly ogling him or was that Sarah? He shivered
beneath the study feeling all of his nerves standing on end. The Goa'uld lord
obviously wanted him for more than just punishment.
As
Osiris inquired about the gate he felt his hope plummet when the guards relayed
that a shield had been properly placed so that no one could travel to or leave
the planet. Great. That meant the only way Sam, Jack and Teal'c could help him
is if they got their hands on a ship and he just didn't see that happening any
time soon. He would have to find his own way out and hope that he could find a
way off of the planet himself.
He
swallowed hard when he heard Osiris' next command, refusing to be baited or to
show any fear or worry to the one who had captured him. He raised his chin
defiantly as the Goa'uld lord grinned sinisterly at him before demanding that
he be stripped naked. He would be damned if he'd show this snake that he was
the least bit ashamed or upset by such an order. Osiris obviously didn't want
to provide him with many comforts during his stay here. As he recognized the
lecherous stare being directed his way by the system lord he felt greatly
disturbed. He heard the guards mutter ‘yes my lords’ before his clothing was
grabbed at and torn off of his body in a less than elegant fashion. He remained
still as the guards stripped him completely naked determined not to give Osiris
any ammunition to use against him and as his body was bared for all he
unconsciously shivered as the cool air in the room tantalized his now exposed
body. He choked back his embarrassment not wanting Osiris to see how being so
blatantly displayed to all in the room affected him.
Daniel
had to struggle with his need for modesty. He wanted more than anything to
cover himself but resisted the urge knowing that Osiris would greatly enjoy
such attempts on his part. He chose, instead, to clench his hands into fists as
he continued to present Osiris with a look of impassivity. He held his eyes
locked with Osiris' own as the snake proceeded to scan his body ever so slowly.
As he noticed the undisguised lust and desire burning in Sarah's eyes his
stomach turned to acid. After Osiris finished his open appraisal the snake approached
commenting, "Yes, you are indeed a very fine specimen. You are much too
beautiful to be placed in my dungeons."
Daniel
didn't react. He only continued to glare sinisterly at the snake feeling an
overwhelming urge to wrap his hand around the snake's neck and squeeze, but he
couldn't do that or he would hurt Sarah. He waited for what was to happen next
hearing one of the guards addressing Osiris, "My Lord, what would you like
us to do with the human?"
Osiris
again scanned Daniel's body obvious appreciation sparkling in Sarah’s eyes as
they raked over him. Daniel tried not to respond to that hungry look and found
that he wished he had something to cover himself with, but he refused to let
the snake see his emotions. He instead watched Osiris wondering what the
Goa'uld lord would do with him now.
Osiris
was very impressed with the man now before him, but as he saw the defiance and
spirit in those eyes he knew that he would have to curb those traits just a
little and he had the perfect way to do so. He wanted the man and ached for the
man. He was determined to claim the Tau'ri as his own but not before he worked
on suppressing that spirit a bit. There were many things the young man could do
very well to please him. Oh yes...his host and this human had been involved and
had mated on several different occasions. From her memories Osiris had learned
just how well the Tau'ri before him could perform pleasurable acts. The man had
a very talented mouth and hands. It was because of the thoughts he successfully
pulled from the host's mind regarding this man that he suddenly desired to mate
with him. He didn't care if the Tau'ri would be temporarily stripped of his man
hood in fact he felt that it was a necessity for now. He could draw much
pleasure from the man before him and he could educate the man in the ways to
please his god, but the first step would have to be chastity. He would mark the
man as his property, as his slave by locking such a device on his beautiful
assets. Daniel Jackson would quickly learn that only his lord had the power to
set him free of the device and thus would become much more controllable and
subservient to him.
Osiris'
grin broadened into a lecherous sneer as he said, "He will serve me well
as an eunuch. Fit the Tau'ri with a collar, a lead chain and a chastity belt
then return him to me. He will serve as my faithful servant or he will be
executed."
Daniel
swallowed hard. Shit! He was to serve as Osiris' faithful servant? He was to serve as a damn eunuch for Osiris?
Shit! This was not good. Did that mean he would be stripped of his manhood?
Well now that didn't sound pleasant. DAMN!
As
soon as the guards grabbed him he fought earning himself a nice backhand for
his troubles. Osiris immediately demanded, "STOP! RELEASE HIM!”
The
guards did so immediately. Then Osiris demanded, "You are to care for my
servant as you would care for me. He is not to be touched or harmed. Only his
god has the power to punish him and to satisfy him. Do not let me catch you
laying another hand on him or you shall both perish for the crime. He is to
serve by my side. He will attend me wherever I go. You must therefore treat him
as you would your god."
"Yes
My Lord. We are sorry, My Lord."
"Take
him to the priest. Inform him that the Tau'ri is to be fitted with a chastity
belt only. I do not want anything to happen to his most valuable assets. I
simply want his manhood secured."
Daniel
tried not to show just how relieved that order made him feel. He was only to be
fitted with a chastity belt. He would still be keeping his manhood...oh thank
God! He could handle a chastity belt in fact he'd probably be safer wearing one
of those damn things since most snakes seemed to have this strange desire for him.
He could handle it as long as he was able to remain completely intact. He could
handle it...he hoped.
Osiris
focused on Daniel again then aimed a zat gun at him firing the weapon directly
at him. He grinned as the Tau'ri collapsed to the floor instantly and began to
writhe as his body convulsed wickedly in response to the weapon's power. He
then bent down beside Daniel and quietly taunted, "Your god desires you be
collared, slave..."
Daniel
focused on Osiris briefly feeling fear fill him as the Goa'uld told him he was
to be collared. As he fired the zat gun Daniel became nearly incapacitated and
unable to move. He dropped to the floor in mere seconds feeling his body jerk
and convulse in response to the electrical current now traveling through him. He
heard Osiris speaking those few words that would seal his fate before blackness
grabbed him and tugged him under.
Osiris
continued to sneer at the Tau'ri now unconscious in his throne room casually
deactivating his weapon before turning to his guards and ordering, "Clean
him up then prepare him for your god. When he is ready bring him before me. You
may leave."
"Thank
you, My Lord."
The
guards picked up the unconscious Tau'ri and carried him to the priest. Upon
seeing the unconscious man the priest questioned, "What is this?"
"Osiris
wishes the Tau'ri to be properly collared and chastised. He will now serve as
servant and eunuch to our lord Osiris."
The
priest nodded his head saying, "Then it shall be done."
“Our
lord also does not wish the Tau'ri to lose any of his assets. He merely wants
them secured."
The
priest looked at the guard in surprise at the unusual request. Usually when his
lord requested a prisoner be made into a eunuch he meant that he wanted the man
emasculated. The request to allow this man to keep his genitals was quite
strange. Obviously Osiris had future plans for this man to come willingly into
his bed and be able to perform all the functions that a man is able to.
Interesting. He would have to lock a chastity belt on the new slave if he was
to keep all of his assets.
He
then focused on forging a collar for the young Tau'ri. He affixed a recall
device in the collar as well knowing that his lord would want one to ensure
that his newest servant would not get the urge to flee. As he affixed the
device to the collar he set the sensors as well. The collar would sound a
silent alarm if the slave attempted to escape and trigger a tracking device
within the collar. It would, also, direct pain to the wearer if he became
uncontrollable. The collar would also be impossible for the wearer to
remove...this was another precaution his lord took, especially when dealing
with possible unruly slaves. He was certain that Osiris would be pleased that
his priest thought of such precautions.
Once
the collar was completed he fit it around the young man's neck checking to make
certain it wasn't too tight then secured a chain onto the collar for his god.
After affixing these two devices he worked on affixing a chastity belt on the
man. He smiled as he worked on locking the slave up nice and tight for his
lord. His first duty was to shave the slave of all his pubic hair. When
completed with the task he added a soothing cream to the newly shaven area to
help prevent itching and irritation. He then focused on affixing the device. He
quickly fitted the device on the Tau'ri's body securing the belt around his
waist then carefully inserting the Tau'ri's still flaccid penis into a metal
tube on the inside of the front shield. He then secured the front shield to the
belt around the man's waist and over his mid-section. He carefully flipped the
man over to secure the chains now running from the bottom of the front shield,
back between his thighs and diagonally up across each of the man's butt cheeks
before securing them to the back of the waist belt. His final application was
the rear shield that covered the man's ass crack effectively.
When
the device was in place he stood back to admire his handy work. The entire belt
was made of gold and was marked with Osiris' seal, as was the collar around the
man's throat. The waist belt was made up of gold and a black rubber material
that lined the inside of the entire belt. The front shield began skinny at the
top then widened over the genitals. Affixed to the front of the plate was a
gold lock that would prevent the man from removing his penis from the tube it
now resided in. The tube would effectively prevent the slave from becoming
erect, from orgasm and from pleasuring himself without his lord's consent. On
the back two chains crossed diagonally across each of the man's ass cheeks
while a solid gold strap lay in the valley between those cheeks. They were
locked in place as well. There was no possible way for the slave to get out of
the device unless Osiris wished it to be so. A small rubber tube extended from
the lower part of the front shield for urination and there was also a hole
burrowed in the rear shield strap through which the man could take care of his
other bodily needs.
When
completed with his duties he called the guards back inside then said, "He
is prepared for our lord Osiris. You may take him."
"Thank
you."
Daniel
was still unconscious so the guards returned and carried him to their lord.
When Osiris saw the young man he said, "Place him on the altar and await
his return to wakefulness."
"Yes
My Lord."
"Send
for Zeenan."
"Yes
My Lord."
Zeenan
was Osiris' First Prime and Osiris was prepared to assign Doctor Jackson to him
as his responsibility. As his guards exited to retrieve his First Prime Osiris
focused his attention on the young man now laid out on the altar. He smiled as
he noticed the Tau'ri was properly fitted with a collar, chastity belt and lead
chain per his request. His smile broadened further as he ran his fingers gently
over the collar now affixed around the young man's neck. Again he allowed his
eyes to roam the length of the man's lithe, sensual body feeling his fingers
twitching with the need to touch, caress and fondle. He planned to eventually
learn every little inch of this man's delectable body. He would sample the man
from head to toe and educate him on how to please his lord both in and out of
the bedchamber. He would be required to serve his lord in whatever way he
desired or he would suffer for his refusal and defiance. Osiris continued to
smile as the young man moaned softly. It was now time for Doctor Jackson's
education to begin.
Daniel
could feel consciousness returning. His body felt stiff and achy. He tried to
recall what happened and remembered the damned zat gun. Osiris had fired a zat
gun at him telling him that he would be collared...shit! He immediately reached
for his throat as he recalled Osiris' last command and swallowed hard as his
fingers found the newest fixture to his body. Shit, a damned collar! He was
fuckin' collared! SHIT! He tried not to think of what the collar represented
knowing that to do so would only make him panic so he forced his mind to calm
and continued to mentally assess his present condition. Panicking now would not
be a good idea, especially when he had no idea just where and with whom he was
waking.
Daniel
clenched his eyes shut hearing the rapid beating of his heart in his chest as
his mind continued to shout all kinds of warnings to him about his present predicament.
He shoved those thoughts out of his mind attempting to clear his head of
everything but as he shifted he became aware that the collar wasn't the only
thing that was now attached to his body. He could feel an insistent pressure
around the vicinity of his groin. The pressure wasn't extreme, it was just a
tad bit uncomfortable and as he shifted slightly he became aware that his groin
was definitely encased in something...damn that fuckin' chastity belt! He
snapped his eyes open as he heard a low chuckle echoing to him and as he
focused the first person he saw was Osiris smiling at him in glee. He felt his
insides crawling as the Goa'uld lord sneered at him.
The
Goa'uld lord noticed his newest servant awaking and said, "Open your eyes
and look upon your god's face, slave."
As
Daniel focused on him Osiris grinned then ordered, "Sit up. Rise before
your god."
"Go
to hell!"
Immediately
after his comment he felt pain so severe digging at his throat nearly choking
off his air. He couldn't scream all he could do was hiss and curl up. The pain
was extreme. He grabbed at his throat trying desperately to dislodge the collar
that was obviously the source of his newfound suffering. He struggled to pull
air into his lungs gasping as the pain didn't ease only increased. Then as
quickly as the pain began it stopped, and Daniel fell back against the altar
inhaling shakily and carefully rubbing over the collar now locked onto his
throat. When he started to regain a normal semblance of breathing he heard the
Goa'uld lord speaking to him, "You will soon learn that pain is the price
you will pay for your defiance. The collar now secured around your throat comes
complete with pain inducing sensors. All I must do to trigger the pain is to
press this button. As soon as my finger depresses the button pain will fill
you. I have the collar only on medium setting but I can and will increase it if
I must. If you cannot learn your new status, your new position and your new
role then you will be punished for that inability."
"Great..."
His
comment was cut off as pain enveloped him for a second time. He attempted to
scream again but his protests were silenced as agony continued to slice through
him originating from the collar. He tried to curl up even more as the pain became
overwhelming only stilling when the pain ceased. He tensed as he felt a gentle
hand brush the hair off of his temple and he attempted to pull away knowing who
was touching him. The Goa'uld lord spoke softer now, "Your life can be
full of pain and suffering or full of pleasure, young one. The choice is yours.
You will serve me to the best of your ability in whatever functions I desire of
you. If you refuse to attend to my needs then I will trigger the collar. The
choice is yours."
"I
have no choice..."
"You
now belong to me, Tau'ri and the sooner you accept that your new place is by my
side the sooner you will be able to move on. You belong to me now. I have
collared you and have staked my claim on you. Your duty is to remain by my
side. You will serve me always. When I must make negotiations or speak to my
armies you will be by my side. Your status is very honored so you had better
appreciate the graciousness of your god to grant you such a high standing in my
legion. You will learn to serve my needs and will serve as a liaison for me. My
host has informed me that you are a very intelligent Tau'ri capable of speaking
many of the ancient tongues. Your skills will be of much use to me. You have
many other skills she has told me of and I shall enjoy exploring them
all."
"Won't
others be a little bit put off when they see that your…interpreter is collared
and chained to your side?"
"No.
They will not. As a Goa'uld lord I am free to treat my servants in the ways I
see fit. To insult you or to insult the way I treat you is a dishonor to me.
You do not seem to understand your new status by my side. You will be granted
the same respect as I. You will function as my servant and you will do whatever
I ask of you. You will learn to address me in softer tones as well. You must
remember your place. You are my slave and must speak as one when addressing me.
You show dishonor by not doing so. When you speak to me you will address me as
My Lord."
"The
hell I will..."
Again
the agony swarmed him filling him and driving the breath from him. He could
feel his body convulsing in response to the ignition of pain. He knew that if
he had to endure much more of the excruciating pain he'd probably soon beg not
to be punished.
As
quickly as the pain found him it ended again casting him into silence. He lay
still listening to his heavy breathing and the pounding of his heart in his
ears. He heard Osiris speaking again, "You only harm yourself when you
refuse to comply with your god's demands. I will soon turn the frequency up higher
if you cannot learn your place. Now what do you address me as, Tau'ri?
WHAT?"
Daniel
swallowed hard slipping his tongue out between his lips in an effort to moisten
them. He wanted to refuse the Goa'uld lord again, but the pain was nearly
unbearable and he knew that if he defied the snake again the pain would return.
He mentally cursed determined not to give up more of himself than the evil lord
demanded. He quieted his voice as he answered, "My Lord."
"Very
good Tau'ri. You will prove to be a very good servant indeed. Before you join
me my First Prime Zeenan will escort you to the bathing house. You may bathe
then you will see My'la. She will prepare you before you join with me. If you
cause them any difficulty I will ensure that you will suffer for your defiance.
Is that understood?"
"Yes..."
"Do
not forget to address me appropriately. Is that understood?"
"Yes
My Lord."
Daniel
glanced up as a foreboding man entered the room. He focused on the newest
visitor noting the gold phoenix tattoo on the man's forehead. The man reminded
him strangely of Teal'c and as Osiris addressed the man he realized that this
was Osiris' First Prime. The man cast a curious glance his way as Osiris told
him of what he wished him to do. He was relieved that he saw no malice in the
man only curiosity.
"Very
good... Ah Zeenan, I am glad you have joined us. Please take my newest servant
to the bathhouse then have My'la prepare him before he is brought to me. He is
to be treated with the same respect that you bestow upon me. If he tells me
that you have harmed him in any way then you will suffer."
"My
Lord, he is a Tau'ri. He is not to be trusted."
"He
is my servant and if he tells me that you have mistreated him or that anyone has
mistreated him I will see that the offender is properly flogged. If I find any
marks on my servant then everyone will suffer. Is that understood?"
"Yes
My Lord."
"You
may take Daniel to the bath house."
"Yes
My Lord."
Osiris
watched as Zeenan escorted the Tau'ri out of the room and grinned. He was
certain that bending the man's spirit would provide him with much
entertainment, indeed.
Zeenan
escorted the man to the bathhouse then said, "You will bathe. If you
refuse then I will bathe you. Is that understood?"
"Uh...yeah..."
"I
will stand outside. You may summon me when you are finished."
Daniel
didn't say anything. He watched as the
Several
moments later a young woman entered and approached him. She was dark skinned
with a lengthy mane of black hair that trailed down to her mid-back. She looked
a bit like Sha're. She wore a long white gown that was trimmed in gold. The top
of the gown was low cut and covered only her breasts. There was a diamond shape
cut into the gown between the bodice and the waist that revealed her stomach.
The gown then wrapped around her waist like a skirt. She looked almost like a
belly dancer in the outfit. Along with the outfit many gold bracelets adorned
her wrists and she wore ankle bracelets and thin gold sandals. She was an
attractive woman, which really didn't surprise him all that much for it seemed
that Osiris had the same penchant as the rest of the system lords did for
attractive attendants and servants.
The
woman spoke drawing his undivided attention as she did so, "I am My'la. I
will help to prepare you for your god. Do not be afraid for I am to apply oil
to your skin."
"Um,
okay..."
She
approached and urged him to lie on his belly then she set to work on her task.
She carefully started rubbing oil into his back and broad shoulders smiling
when the man beneath her seemed to begin to relax a bit. As she worked the oil
into his skin she found herself admiring the smooth, well-defined contours of
his body. Her lord Osiris chose a very desirable servant. He was definitely
attractive. His fawn colored hair shined in the light, and she could see red
and gold highlights. The collar her lord chose was of solid gold and added to
the man's beauty. She knew that he had been fitted with a slave collar yet the
collar looked more like an ornamental necklace on him. Attached to the collar
was a gold chain that trailed down over his tan skin and also added to his
attractiveness. Her lord had chosen very well indeed for the man wore the marks
of a slave yet the fixtures made him more alluring, more noticeable not as a
slave but as a very desirable young servant. Her lord would be very
appreciative of his newest slave.
As
she continued to examine him she noticed that his body was, indeed, well formed.
He was muscular and tanned to perfection. He also had the most vivid blue eyes.
His eyes looked as blue as the sky. Her lord had definitely chosen well. The
two of them together would make a very striking pair indeed.
When
she was finished with his backside she urged him to turn over and worked on his
front side. As she worked the oil into his finely shaped legs she blushed upon
seeing the chastity belt he wore. It was gold and sparkled catching the sun's
light. She wondered why her lord would have chosen to keep such a man locked
up. Then she recalled that Zeenan had told her that this man was to be a
eunuch. Her lord obviously could not bring himself to emasculate such a fine
specimen. She was certain that underneath the belt lay a very attractive piece
of equipment indeed. Again instead of the chastity device taking away from the
man's attractiveness it added mystery to him leaving much to the imagination.
One could spend hours examining the man and trying to envision just what he had
hidden beneath that device.
She
knew that she was blushing and quickly attempted to change the direction of her
thoughts. She was to be preparing him for his lord not ogling him and admiring
him. Clearing her throat she focused again on her task resisting the urge to
allow her mind to toy with fantasies of just what the newest servant would be
like in bed. All that pent up desire and passion...He was probably fire and
heat...passionate, very passionate and spirited...yes, she could see his spirit
shining in his eyes so rare a gift to see among the lord's slaves. Rare indeed
was also that raw passion and raw beauty that seemed to fill him, seemed to be
him...
She
knew exactly why her lord had chosen this one to sit by his side on his throne.
He was an exquisite creature who, even while trussed up in marks of indentured
servitude, demanded respect and commanded attention.
When
she completed her task she quietly ordered, "You must stand."
Daniel
rose to his feet feeling a bit embarrassed knowing that he stood practically
naked before the woman. She smiled as she ran her fingers casually back through
his hair adding, "You are a very beautiful creature, indeed. The oil
accentuates your appeal. You shine like the sun. Your body glistens and
shimmers in the light. Osiris will be greatly pleased. Come we must finish your
preparation."
Daniel
blushed at the woman's comments and swallowed hard knowing that if she thought
he was appealing the Goa'uld lord would also. Great. Now he would have to spurn
the sexual advances of a damned snake! Well, now things just seemed to be going
from bad to worse.
As
she led him through the small chamber into a bigger, more elegant chamber she
smiled then said, "These are our lord's chambers and they are now your
chambers as well."
"What?"
"As
our lord's attendant you will remain at your lord's side always. Your duty is
to be by his side and to attend to his needs as he commands of you."
"Right...I
don't think so." Oh hell no! There was no way that he was about to accept
that Osiris' bedchamber was also his, obviously his position as Osiris' eunuch
would keep him in very close proximity to the Goa'uld lord always. Shit! There
was no way in hell he would be able to sleep in the same room as that thing. No
way in hell!
My'la
saw the conflicting emotions in the new slave's eyes. She also saw his
stubbornness and unwillingness to accept what she was telling him. She had no
doubts in her mind that this young slave would prove to be a very big challenge
to her lord. She thought it only fair to give him some advice, "Do not
attempt to anger our lord. He has granted you a great honor...an honor that
many have desired to fill but can no longer for you have become his most
favored."
"His
most favored?" Okay he definitely didn't like the sound of that. He was
not only Osiris' servant and eunuch now he was the Goa'uld's most favored?
Great, just great! He had to find a way out of this mess!
She
led him to what appeared to be a dresser of some sort then ordered,
"Extend your arms."
Daniel
hesitantly obeyed watching as she slipped white armbands onto each of his upper
arms. It didn't slip his notice that the bands contained the mark of Osiris.
She then slipped a thin gold band on Daniel's ring finger. He questioned,
"Why the ring?"
"Because
it is what Osiris wishes."
"Right..."
Okay,
the ring was definitely not good either. No doubt that little idea came from
Sarah. A ring meant a lot of things...like, for instance, marriage...was Osiris
trying to tell him something by having My'la place it on him? Why did he
suddenly feel as if his position of most favored also placed him in similar
standing with a Goa'uld queen? Shit that didn't sound good at all! Ah, hell
this situation was only continuing to grow worse by the minute!
He
jerked his eyes away from his hand and focused on My'la as she reached for his
groin. When she started to clean his chastity belt he pulled back instantly
saying, "Uh...you don't have to do that..."
"I
must make certain that you are perfect for our lord."
"Uh,
yeah...well...I...I'm sure you don't need to..."
She
focused on him smiling as she questioned, "You are shy?"
Daniel
glanced up at her before casting his eyes away then said, "Uh, well...I
...yes...just a little bit."
She
nodded then said, "Osiris will teach you how to be more sexually
free..."
Okay,
more sexually free? Now that did not sound very good at all! He hated to think
of just what Osiris would do to...discourage his shyness. Why did performing
certain sexual favors for his "lord" in front of a live audience come
to mind so easily? Shit! He had to get away from here!
The
woman's smile broadened further as she scanned the man to assure herself that
he was indeed ready to be presented to his lord. Satisfied with his appearance
she continued, "Perhaps you are now ready to accompany our lord."
She
called for Zeenan who entered and stopped surprised at just how attractive the
Tau'ri now appeared. He boldly scanned the newest servant making no attempt to
conceal his obvious interest in the man. He then grinned...yes he would do
nicely for his lord. He was very beautiful. He would compliment his lord most
favorably, Zeenan was certain.
My'la
interrupted his obvious admiration of the Tau'ri slave saying, "Take the
eunuch to his lord. He is ready."
"Indeed
he is."
Daniel
shifted uncomfortably under the First Prime's heated gaze all too aware that
the man was ogling him just as much as the woman was. He hoped he didn't have
that same effect over everyone he met or he was in a lot of trouble.
Zeenan
escorted Daniel back to Osiris' main chambers. When Osiris focused on Daniel he
approached casually wrapping his right hand around the gold chain that hung
down over the center of Daniel's broad back. He smiled wickedly as he gently
tugged on the chain pulling Daniel's head back some as a result. He carefully
examined the collar and the lead impressed with the workmanship of both. He had
requested that the collar be made of solid gold and that the lead chain and
chastity belt also be made of solid gold so that they would look more appealing
on his new servant's voluptuous body. As he surveyed the man before him he was
very pleased with what he saw. The lead and the collar only added to the man's
beauty making him a very striking creature to behold. He was very pleased with
his newest slave. He chuckled huskily as he felt the stirrings of desire within
his host's body for the man before him. His host was obviously also very
attracted to the young man before him. Yes, he could sense her lust and desire
for this man and couldn't help but taunt her, 'Soon my dear Sarah, soon he will
belong to both of us. You will soon have the one you have always desired. We
shall enjoy much pleasure from him. The pleasure I receive from him I will
share with you...my gift to you.'
He
smiled as he focused on his new acquisition, "Now we are indeed ready to
face our followers, my beloved eunuch."
Daniel
shivered in response to that comment finding that even with the damned chastity
belt on he felt totally exposed and totally naked before Osiris. The snake made
little effort to conceal his obvious desire for him. Daniel felt ill just
thinking about it...the damned snake was lusting after him. He felt his insides
twisting more so as the reality sunk in.
Osiris
smiled before continuing, "You have much to learn as my newest servant but
do not fear for My'la, Zeenan and I will work with you to teach you the proper
ways to carry yourself while you serve me. If you cannot learn from your
lessons then you will suffer and so will your friends. I know of how to get to
them Daniel Jackson so do not test me. You will remain by my side for all time.
You will serve me to the best of your ability and you will submit to my rule.
If you cannot submit to me then this host will, also, suffer much pain from me.
Do not force me to take my anger out on those you care deeply for and do not
force me to set off the collar to induce much pain into your lovely body,
though watching you thrashing about does have some definite appeal. Test me and
you shall find out just how unforgiving a Master I can be. Is that
understood?"
Daniel
swallowed hard, aware that he was effectively trapped with this snake and he
knew that if he refused to cooperate or submit that he and those he loved would
suffer. He had no choice except to submit, but that didn't mean he would give
Osiris himself. He would do as the evil lord commanded if only to keep his
friends from suffering an ill fate. Compliance was not his strong point but he
would have to try his damnedest to convince Osiris that he was truly submitting
or else he would never be free. He had to figure out how he was going to escape
the Goa'uld lord and he needed time to plot his escape but for now he would
yield to the evil lord to keep his friends safe and secure, to keep Sarah safe
and to keep from suffering the extremely agonizing effects of the collar now
encircling his throat.
He
glanced up as Osiris yanked on the lead chain demanding, "Is that
understood?"
Forcing
himself to address Osiris properly he responded, "Yes My Lord."
Osiris
grinned wickedly then said, "You must learn to bow to me when you address
me my servant. Your tones are too harsh and you are not meek enough. Zeenan
will teach you proper etiquette while in my presence. Is that understood?"
"Yes
My Lord."
"Good."
Daniel
felt his insides twist in disgust at having to address the damned snake as his
lord. He definitely was not the subservient type. He could feel anger and rage
welling up within as he was told of what he must learn from Osiris' First Prime.
His tones were too harsh? He wasn't meek enough? He needed to be taught proper
etiquette? Bullshit! He had to control the boiling rage that now fueled him as
Osiris informed him of his special "trainings", so not only would he
have to submit to Osiris he would have to be educated on the proper ways to
behave around him? Hell no! He sure as hell wasn't about to make his required
trainings easy for anybody. If he could help it he would make those sessions as
miserable for his "teachers" as was humanly possible. How dare Osiris
tell him he needed to be trained to obey! What the hell was he a damned dog?
Was he to be taught how to sit, roll over and pant? Fuckin' bastard! He had to
get away from here!
Osiris
continued still smiling sweetly from the beautiful face of Sarah drawing
entirely too much pleasure from making his new servant squirm. He continued in
a smug tone of voice, "When I am upon my throne your place is beside me.
Your place is always by my side. If there is no place for you to sit then you
will dutifully lower to your knees. Is that understood?"
"Um..."
"IS
IT?"
"Yes
My Lord."
"You
will learn how to gracefully lower to your knees beside your lord when it is
necessary. I cannot have a sloppy servant by my side so you must learn how to conduct
yourself as if you were a god. When I present myself all will be looking at
both of us to make a judgment. First impressions are the most important
therefore you must learn to carry yourself as a god even though you bear the
marks of a simple slave. Is that understood, my pet?"
"Yes
My Lord."
My
pet? MY PET? What was that about? He could feel his rage still increasing as
Osiris continued to so kindly inform him of what was expected of him. He was to
lower gracefully to his knees if there were no other seats available? He wasn't
a damned dog so why the hell did Osiris continue to speak with him and of him
as if he were a puppy in need of training? God that made him so damned angry!
He clenched his fists tightly at his sides trying to resist his overwhelming
urge to wipe that damned smirk off of Osiris' face. He gritted his teeth as
Osiris continued, "Zeenan will instruct you on the way you must carry
yourself while by my side and you will see My'la for your speech training. You
will also go through basic position training. I will be providing those lessons
for you, my dear pet, for part of your duty as my slave is to learn positions
that I would like you to assume. Your position training will begin when I
require further services from you. Your lessons will begin promptly each
morning immediately after you rise and each evening before you retire. Is that
understood?"
"Yes
My Lord." Oh yeah, that's understood. He was to be trained on how to
behave for the snake. God this was so humiliating. Zeenan and My'la were going
to train him? He had to take speech lessons and position training? Now just
what in the hell was position training? He really didn't want to know. He
continued to clench his fists at his sides glaring coldly at the Goa'uld lord
aware that it was disrespectful and not really giving a damn that it was. He
felt an overwhelming urge to beat the shit out of Osiris but remained calm
still glaring sinisterly at the snake.
Osiris
added, "You must first learn to kneel willingly by your Master's side
until otherwise commanded or until I am in need of something so come, let us
practice."
Osiris
tugged on the lead chain just enough for Daniel to feel it and he started to
move feeling the need to defy the Goa'uld lord fill him. The only thing that
kept him from not doing so was the threat Osiris had made against his friends
and Sarah.
Osiris
continued to grin seeing the anger and rage in his servant. Daniel Jackson
obviously did not like to be told what he would be doing and how he would be
serving his lord. The Tau'ri slave would prove to be quite an interesting
challenge, indeed. Osiris was certain that he would draw much enjoyment from
meeting that challenge daily.
Osiris
softly crooned, "You will accept that your lord will lead you everywhere
on your chain. You are my humble servant and by escorting you by a lead you
will quickly learn your place."
"Yes
My Lord."
"You
are learning already. This pleases me so, Daniel."
Daniel
gritted his teeth wanting nothing more than to wrap his fingers around that
slender neck and squeeze until Osiris' taunting voice was silenced permanently.
He closed his eyes against the vengeful thought remembering that to do so would
also kill Sarah. He cleared the thoughts from his mind noticing that Osiris
took his seat upon his throne moving with the elegance of Sarah as he did so.
He felt his throat constrict as he recalled just how graceful Sarah was before
Osiris stole her life. Osiris' voice floated to him as he stated, "There
is no other seat beside me so where shall my faithful servant sit?"
Daniel
cursed as he approached Osiris, stood beside his throne then lowered to his
knees. As he assumed the subservient position Daniel could feel humiliation
begin to burn within.
Osiris
grinned as he continued, "Very good. If I should desire your company then
your proper position will be sitting either at my feet or slightly beyond my
left shoulder. If I desire to stroke you, caress you or touch you whether an
audience is present or not you will accept these gestures and properly respond
to them. I want a sexually desirable slave. I want those who see us together to
envy you and to envy me. I want them to see just how precious a servant I have
in you. Is that understood?"
Bastard!
Daniel bit back the insult as he meekly replied, "Yes My Lord."
Osiris
grinned as he deliberately ran the fingers of his left hand through Daniel's
hair beginning at the back of his neck. Daniel tensed and jerked away, but
Osiris was quicker as he instantly gripped a hand full of the short hair and
yanked Daniel's head back before he had time to slip free of his lord's grasp.
With his right hand he yanked on the lead chain pulling Daniel painfully
against the side of his throne. He then leaned down twisting Daniel's head so
he was looking up at him. He growled, "You will learn to submit to me, my
precious servant. You will learn whom you belong to. If you insist on testing
me then you will continue to suffer. Is that understood, slave?"
Daniel
glared sinisterly up at Osiris struggling to keep any evidence of the pain he
was now experiencing from crossing his face or entering his eyes. He heard the
sneer Osiris placed on the last word for emphasis...slave. That single word did
very good at summing up exactly what he now was: a slave, a servant and Osiris'
pet. He shivered at those thoughts. He had to get away. He had to try. As
Osiris continued to yank on his leash Daniel felt anger fill him. Osiris not
only made him his damned servant but also had him fitted with a collar and a
damned leash. He was tethered to the fuckin' snake like a damned dog or
something...how humiliating. He knew of course that was one of the reasons
Osiris ordered him to be chained and collared to make him feel shame and
humiliation...the bastard! The anger within him continued to build and without
thought of the possible consequences of his actions Daniel spat directly in the
snake's face.
Osiris
only sneered at him again, anger marring Sarah's beautiful face. He felt the
grip on his hair release, heard the First Prime approach him and then felt her
free hand press against his forehead. He felt the cold metal and the curviness
of the jewel piece set in that metal. He knew what was coming. He had
experienced it so often that he tensed in preparation for the pain. In the next
instant his breath caught in his throat as the weapon came to life and the
energy emitting from the hand device began to burn and drill into his skull. He
tightly closed his eyes beginning to quietly voice his pain only to fall silent
as Osiris yanked viciously on his lead chain. Osiris held the device there for
what seemed like an eternity before it suddenly shut off. Daniel quickly found
himself on hands and knees gasping for breath, swallowing hard and feeling the
fine sheen of sweat now spreading across his face and body. Aw shit, did that
ever fuckin' hurt! He had forgotten how agonizing that damned weapon was. Shit!
As
he started to recover and prepared to rise he felt hands suddenly grip his
upper arms and felt him self being physically drawn to his feet. He was certain
the First Prime helped him but when he focused on the one lending him aid he
was surprised to see Osiris before him, now standing and still holding him
upright. He then released him and Daniel flinched as her left hand pressed
tenderly against his cheek. He swallowed hard confused by the sudden change in
the Goa’uld, in him, in its demeanor, and as he spoke in that gravely voice he
found himself wondering why the hell Osiris would have chosen to help him after
his defiance. He could understand if Sarah had stepped forward regaining
temporary control of her body to help him but not Osiris. Why would Osiris dare
help him? He tensed as Osiris continued, "I am sorry, my precious slave,
but you required discipline. You committed a horrible crime when you
disrespected your god before our First Prime and our guards."
"Our?"
What the hell?
Osiris
nodded his head before continuing, "Yes. My First Prime, my guards, my
followers are now ours, my dear favored. They look to you as if you are my
queen. Your position, your status, places you in equal standing with my
goddess. If you dare to defy me so openly again you will be swiftly dealt with.
You will be taken to my dungeons and locked away until I decide that you have
learned your lesson...locked away in a cell so small that you will be unable to
stand...a very dark, very cold and very soundproof cell. You will be kept there
until you are convinced that you have been forgotten. If you continue to defy
me then you may get the chance to learn how your parents felt on that fateful
day, trapped beneath that cover stone..."
Daniel
visibly paled and nearly blanched at that comment. SHIT! Osiris knew about his
parents and knew of his little fear? Sarah...her memories...he must've pulled
those memories from her about his life. Damn it! If he knew of the fate that
befell his parents and of just how edgy small, pitch black spaces made him feel
at times just what the hell else did he know? Oh God! What had he told Sarah about
his life? He had confided in her often so just how much of his personal life
did the snake now know about?
He
flinched again as his attention returned to that hand still caressing his cheek
and felt his skin crawl in response to the unwanted touch. He remained silent
focusing on Osiris again as the snake continued, "Do not make me have to
punish you in such a way, slave. I do not wish to cause you further harm but
should you openly challenge me in front of my followers and my legion then you
will find your fate in my dungeons. The choice is yours. Do you understand what
I am saying to you?"
Daniel
felt ash fill his mouth as he responded, "Yes My Lord."
Zeenan
watched the exchange between his lord and his new favored with open interest.
Daniel Jackson was a very interesting creature, indeed. He had been shocked,
even appalled, at the Tau'ri's lack of respect for his god but even though he
desired to correct the human himself for such open defiance he noticed
something few other servant's exhibited that this one was full of... spirit. As
Daniel Jackson seemed to acquiescence to Osiris he noticed that the man seemed
a bit more docile after the threat but the man's spirit was still raging inside
of him. Daniel Jackson wanted to lash out and to attack his lord. His body
language screamed of his need to fight, his need to resist, his need to
maintain control and Zeenan felt the beginnings of respect budding within for
the young Tau'ri who was now a slave to his lord...obviously there was much
more to Daniel Jackson than met the eye.
As
Osiris sat upon his throne again Daniel gritted his teeth hating the light tug
on his leash that indicated he was to assume his position beside his lord. He
lowered to his knees beside Osiris' throne feeling his hatred for the Goa'uld
increase as he was made to submit to the snake that now inhabited Sarah
Gardner.
Osiris
smiled as he watched Daniel lower to his knees. Once the man was settled he
watched him intently. The man was very handsome, indeed and he was certain that
Daniel Jackson looked immaculate kneeling beside his throne. The clothes he had
been wearing had covered much of the young man's fine, tanned physique. The man
was sinewy and sculpted to perfection. A beautiful creature, an exotic
creature...rare among the Tau'ri to find one with eyes of such vivid
clarity...blue eyes set into a face framed by golden hair. The hair was short
but he would demand his servant grow it long for the man was extremely
attractive with those long silky locks flowing down about his shoulders. He
knew how Daniel Jackson would look with longer hair for in Sarah's memories it
was that length. He was indeed a fine specimen...for a Tau'ri. If he didn't
have such a fondness for his host and didn't find great pleasure in the
desirable body he now inhabited he would have taken this young man to be his
host in an instant. Of course, should something happen to his present host
where she was injured gravely then he would help himself to his servant and
take control of him to continue living. A human slave had many advantages and
this particular slave had many, many advantages indeed.
He
glanced up as a guard entered his room and bowed before him. He questioned,
"Has the Stargate been successfully secured?"
"Yes
My Lord. No one will be able to arrive or leave without first dismantling the
security device."
"Very
good. I do not wish to be bothered by those who may return for my favored. He
will be remaining with us. He serves me now. He belongs to me."
"Yes
My Lord."
Osiris
reached over to Daniel and deliberately started to pet the top of his head like
one would a dog. Daniel felt anger and rage start to build within as the
Goa'uld lord continued to treat him as if he were its damned pet. Osiris spoke
while continuing to stroke Daniel's head, "See that there are guards
posted at the Stargate always. Even with the security features in place we
still do not wish to be disturbed. The Tau'ri were able to travel to our planet
before but now they no longer have the means to do so. When they try to dial
our address they shall be very disappointed to discover that they cannot return
here to retrieve this one. Perhaps they will cease trying when they discover
that he is no longer theirs but that he belongs to Osiris now."
"Yes
My Lord."
"You
may be excused."
"Thank
you, My Lord."
Osiris
nodded his head and watched as his guard exited the room. Once he was gone
Osiris focused his attention on Daniel still stroking his head like one would
their adoring pet. He then jeered, "Did you hear that, my slave?"
"Yes
My Lord."
"Your
friends will not be coming back to retrieve you. They have no means to breech
our defenses. You belong to me now. You must willingly accept that you are now
mine. I control your destiny slave. You will yield to me from this day forward.
You will remain by my side for all time. Daniel Jackson you are now a slave and
servant to your lord Osiris and you shall always be so."
Daniel
swallowed hard as the snake taunted him with those few comments reminding him
that he was trapped here with no escape. If the gate truly was secured and
unable to be breeched by the SGC then he truly had no escape. He truly was
Osiris' servant and slave. He wore a collar, leash and chastity belt marked
properly with Osiris' seal. He was now Osiris' property. He belonged to Osiris
now and forever unless he escaped or was somehow rescued but until either of
those things occurred he was merely a servant and a slave to the evil Goa'uld
lord.
* * * * * * * *
Janet
Fraiser was very unhappy to learn that a member of SG-1 disappeared. When only three members entered her infirmary
after recently departing she felt her heart ache for the missing member. As she
examined Teal'c and Colonel O'Neill she gave them a clean bill of health
noticing that Colonel O'Neill seemed very upset and easily distracted. She knew
why he seemed so depressed...Doctor Daniel Jackson. The man who was now missing
was all the Colonel could think about. Any fool could see that Jack O'Neill had
it bad for his archaeologist. The man was in love, deeply in love with his
younger teammate and his absence in the Colonel's life was enough to send
O'Neill into full-blown depression. As she examined him she kept her eyes on
him. He didn't look at her except when she spoke directly to him and he
couldn't sit still. He kept shifting and dazing. His shoulders were slumped
forward and he kept wringing his hands together...yep, definite worry present
there. She would have to speak to him later. He barely lifted his head when she
announced that she was finished before heading out of the infirmary in a rush.
She
watched the Colonel leaving knowing that she would have to speak to the General
about his mental health. Colonel O'Neill was obviously taking Daniel's
disappearance extremely hard and the man had only been missing for an hour at
the most. She shook her head greatly saddened by the effect one member's
absence was already having on SG-1. They were a very close-knit team and when
one member disappeared every member suffered. The absence of one of them was
just like losing a family member. They all worried, they all struggled to
locate the missing member and they all ran the whole gambit of emotions
together. She shook her head before focusing on her final patient.
When
she glanced at her final patient, she smiled. Major Samantha Carter was her
favorite patient. She had noticed an unusual attraction for the petite blond in
the last two years. They had always talked with one another and were very close
friends, especially when Cassie entered her life but some where along the line
the young Major came to mean more to her than she should. They were friends but
Janet found herself often fighting and denying her intense attraction to the
woman. She had never been with another woman her entire life but she was
certain that what she felt for Samantha Carter was more than just friendship.
She continued to deny her true feelings knowing that Sam would never
reciprocate. She attempted to make small talk to block the other emotions
filling her as she quietly asked, "What's his hurry?"
Sam
glanced up at her then replied, "Daniel. The General is planning on
redialing P47-O89 shortly. We're going back for him."
Janet
nodded as she began to examine Sam. She could feel her hands shaking and
mentally yelled at herself to keep them under control. As she pressed her
fingers to either side of Sam's neck she swallowed hard glancing at the young
woman as she did so. She felt an overwhelming urge to lean forward and capture
those rosy lips... She had to stop this! She inhaled sharply before asking,
"What happened?"
"We
were attacked by an army of
Janet
focused on Sam's face noting the down casting of the woman's eyes and the
sorrowful expression on her face. Sam was worried for Daniel as well. She had
the sudden urge to pull the younger woman against her, comfort her and calm her
but knew that this wasn't the time or place to do so...not to mention that even
though Sam Carter successfully put her on edge she doubted the Major felt
anything other than friendship for her.
Janet
continued, "Do you know who captured him?"
"No,
no. We no sooner arrived then we had to head back to the gate. Teal'c couldn't
identify the marks the
“Shh,
relax Sam. You'll find Daniel. You always do. He'll be fine. Daniel's a very
strong individual. He'll be fine."
"But
what if..."
"Try
not to think of the what ifs. Focus on locating him and bringing him home. You
know Daniel. He has nine lives, Sam. He'll be fine. Trust me."
Sam
simply nodded her head unable to look at Janet. She was very worried for Daniel
and feared that maybe this time Daniel's nine lives wouldn't protect him. Oh God
if they couldn't get to him...she shook her head trying to focus on the
positives. Janet was right. Daniel had nine lives and was very strong. He
always managed to survive and always managed to return home. She had to remain
positive and not give up for if she felt that locating him was now hopeless
then she was giving up on her friend and she wasn't about to do that!
* * * * * * * *
Daniel
remained on his knees by his lord's side feeling rage and anger continuing to
build within. He was pissed off and he was struggling with an inner battle. He
wanted to resist, to attack, to strike out, to curse and to defy...but the
penalty for doing any of those things was much, much too high. He was
effectively trapped in a Catch 22. He was damned if he did and damned if he
didn't and he definitely did not like being pinned between a rock and a hard
place. He continued to focus on the floor beneath him clenching his fists
tightly together at each of his sides.
Zeenan
was very intrigued by the newest slave. He stood by watching as Osiris
explained exactly what he would be taught and how he would serve. He could see
the young man's anger and rage at being told what he would and would not do. As
he focused on the newest servant now he could still see the stubborn set of the
man's jaw, the tight clenching of his fists and the rigid way he held himself
beside his lord. He could tell that he slave was struggling to remain
submissive and meek. He was a proud creature, one who did not like being told
what to do. He had known freedom but now he was to learn how to serve as a
slave. He was no longer free and Zeenan could see the defiance and outrage
present in the man's entire being. This was a man who would most likely attempt
escape at every chance he is given. This was a man who would fight tooth and
nail whenever an opportunity presented itself to him. He was remaining
compliant at the moment but Zeenan knew that complacency was merely a mask that
the slave was using to convince Osiris that he would obey. The man was
obviously full of spirit and strength and was not prepared to surrender all to
his lord. Interesting...
Zeenan
was saddened greatly to see such fiery spirit in the young Tau'ri for he knew
that Osiris would do whatever he could to destroy it. Daniel Jackson would soon
learn his station and become docile like all of Osiris' servants. Osiris did
not like to see spirit in his slaves for it made them too much of a threat to
him. A spirited slave had power and strength. A spirited slave was a major
threat to him for he or she had the ability to urge others to do things. That
is why the young Tau'ri was fitted with a collar, leash and chastity belt
within his first hour of being brought before his lord. Humiliation,
degradation and intimidation worked wonders when it came to breaking one of
spirit. It was obvious to him that Osiris was prepared to tame Daniel Jackson's
wild, savage spirit and make him a mere slave, a creature to be placed on display
that spoke of how powerful Osiris truly was for to own such a beautiful
creature and have it trained to always obey demonstrated that Osiris was,
indeed, strong and powerful.
Zeenan
was frustrated. He knew that there was no way he could help the young man
maintain his spirit. His job was to be Daniel Jackson's keeper now. He was
assigned to watch the new servant and to train him in proper etiquette. As he
silently observed the slave he knew that to train him was not going to be very
easy. In fact, he was certain that the man would make the trainings very
difficult. He would be an interesting challenge but it was such a shame that he
must be broken to serve his lord...such a shame.
As
two guards entered the room escorting a young woman Zeenan noticed the Tau'ri
glance up for the first time. His expression was unreadable but his interest in
the young woman was obvious. There was something about her that intrigued him
for this was the first time he had looked up since being ordered to kneel
beside Osiris' throne.
Daniel
continued to clench his hands tightly together. He could feel his fingernails
digging deeply into the sensitive flesh of his palms but didn't give a damn. In
fact, the pain helped keep him focused on figuring out a way to escape Osiris' hold.
He gritted his teeth as a dull ache started to center around his bent knees.
How long had he been in this position? How long had he been kneeling like a
damn slave beside his master's throne? Master...he'd be damned if he would
address a snake as his master. Hell no! He already knew what Osiris intended
for him. He would be educated and trained on how to be totally subservient to
his lord. He already knew the collar and leash were part of that particular
training. Though those two fixtures on his body made him feel totally degraded
there was still no way in hell that he was going to offer Osiris his allegiance
and serve him respectfully. Osiris wanted to break him of his spirit but the
Goa'uld lord was about to find out that when he captured him and forced him to
be fitted with a collar, leash and chastity belt he succeeded in pissing his
servant off instead of encouraging submissiveness within him. He'd be damned if
he would voluntarily surrender all to a goddamned snake!
Daniel
glanced up as he heard the approach of two of Osiris' phoenix guards. As he
focused on the guards he noticed that they held a young woman between them. She
was struggling with the guards attempting to escape their tight grips on her
upper arms. He could feel sympathy for the woman who struggled so valiantly
against her captors for like him she was trying to flee Osiris. Why was she
here? Was she a prisoner or had she been chosen for implantation? He continued
to silently observe her hearing Osiris speak in a voice that commanded
obedience, "Cease struggling!"
He
continued to keep his eyes on the woman noticing that she immediately lowered
her head and stopped fighting against the guards still holding her between
them. As she spoke her voice was soft and low, "Yes My Lord."
He
found himself wondering why the woman so quickly complied with Osiris' command
after showing such spirit upon being dragged into the room. Osiris must hold a
tight rein on all of his followers for they seemed to know that obedience to
their god was always required. He wondered just what Osiris did to acquire
complete obedience from all of his followers. He swallowed hard as he
envisioned Osiris demanding examples be made of those who did not comply...most
likely a gruesome display of horrible torture and abuse.
Osiris
smiled as the woman ceased struggling the instant he commanded her to. She was
very intriguing much like his newly acquired slave. She was spirited and was a
very beautiful creature. Why had his guards brought her before him?
Osiris
rose to his feet and approached the guards inquiring, "Why have you
brought this one before me?"
The
guards both bowed their heads in a show of respect as they answered, "She
has dared to challenge you, My Lord."
Osiris
grinned seemingly amused by that answer. He then reached out and pressed his
fingers under her chin lifting her face up to look upon it. Her skin was smooth
and supple beneath his fingertips. He could see a spark of defiance and
challenge in her hazel eyes as she focused her gaze intently on him...so this
young one chose to challenge her lord? She would need to be punished by her
lord for such a crime...a pity that one so beautiful had committed such an act.
He continued, "To speak out against your god is an act of treason and one
who commits such a crime must be punished..."
"Yes
My Lord..."
"You
are a very beautiful creature...there may be another choice for you."
"Yes
My Lord?"
Osiris
grinned as he answered in a softer more persuasive tone of voice, "Perhaps
you would desire to join my legion and become a child of the gods..."
Daniel
continued to watch the exchange knowing that the woman would be punished for
committing a crime. Her crime was speaking out against Osiris? Because she
dared speak out against him he was prepared to punish her? Obviously freedom of
speech was yet another of those rights that Osiris did not grant to his
followers. He was saddened to hear that she would suffer for such a miniscule
thing. As Osiris offered her another choice he was appalled to hear what it
was...she could become a child of the gods? NO! Without thought he jerked his
head up and interrupted, "No!"
When
all who were in the room focused on him he realized his mistake and was certain
he would suffer for speaking out of turn. As Osiris turned to focus on him he
refused to look away choosing, instead, to send a silent challenge to Osiris
with his eyes.
Osiris
turned upon hearing his newest servant speak. He smiled at the man still
perched upon his knees beside his throne in an obvious subservient position that
attained to his status in Osiris' legion. He casually approached Daniel
maintaining eye contact with his defiant slave the entire time. Once to Daniel
he leaned down and gently cupped Daniel's face in his right hand. When Daniel
was prepared to jerk away Osiris slid his hand back through his hair and seized
the lead chain attached to his collar. He wrapped his fingers around the leash
and gave it a light tug to indicate that his servant was to rise. His smile
broadened as the man drew to his feet and allowed himself to be lead over to
the prisoner.
The
woman was unaware of the man's presence until he interrupted Osiris. She was
surprised that he spoke so freely but when she focused on him and noted the
position he was presently in, the collar around his throat and the chastity
belt locked around his middle she knew what his status was. He was Osiris' new
favored. One who was to be respected and obeyed as if he were Osiris himself.
She glared coldly at Osiris' favored watching as her lord urged him to his feet
and led him before her. He could also make a judgment on her and if he decided
that she was to be lashed or placed in the dungeons she knew that her lord
would concede to his decision for he had as much power as Osiris did in such
decisions.
He
was a mere servant, a slave, one who should be treated as a worker and a
laborer not as royalty but his marks of servitude did not matter for he had
been fitted with a chastity belt and was positioned beside her lord's throne.
The belt alone was an indicator of his present status, for Osiris would only
choose to lock up his favored...any others he desired to prevent from having
the ability to pleasure another were emasculated and made to wear long silk
robes lined in purple that indicated that they were Osiris' prized eunuchs.
Osiris
brought Daniel to a halt before the young woman then smiled as he crooned,
"Is she not beautiful, my precious one? She would be perfect."
Daniel
swallowed hard glancing at the woman noticing her defiance and anger. She
looked at him as if his presence alone disgusted her. He tried not to let her
views of him disturb him. Osiris was asking him if she would make a fitting
child? Osiris was asking HIM if she was perfect enough to be implanted with a
symbiote? She was attractive but he wasn't about to agree that she should be
implanted. He knew what happened to those who became hosts and wasn't about to
agree to allow someone to be made one. He spoke softer, "No My Lord. We do
not have need for any more children. Please allow her to leave and return to
her home."
The
woman gasped now staring at Daniel with an expression of shock and confusion.
She had been insulted when he disagreed with his lord about her being perfect
for a child of the gods. If she had a choice between being locked into the
dungeons or becoming a child of the gods she would happily accept the ritual of
implantation. When Osiris' favored requested that she be allowed to return to
her home she had no idea how to even react. She was certain that he was like
Osiris and desired to control all those who opposed his lord, but he was
requesting she be released? Why? What reason did he have for making such a
request?
Osiris
smiled wickedly as Daniel spoke those words. He considered Daniel's request but
knew that to release her now after she had committed treason and not punish her
for doing so that others would soon learn that she had gotten away with
insulting her lord. No, he couldn't allow her to leave his palace unpunished.
She would have to either serve as a child of the gods or serve time in his
dungeons. He focused on her again as he continued, "Pity... she would make
a very beautiful child, my precious... Are you certain you do not wish for her
to join our legion?"
Daniel
continued to clench his hands together in fists still fighting his growing urge
to knock Osiris flat. He had been unsure of why the woman was brought here but
when Osiris suggested she be made a child of the gods...he knew all too well
what that meant for her...her fate would be sealed and she would become trapped
like Sarah now was, like his wife had been, like Skaara had been...trapped
inside their bodies living an eternal hell as a parasite controlled them. He
didn't want this woman to meet such a gruesome fate. He answered, "Yes My
Lord."
"Take
her to the dungeons."
Daniel
gasped when Osiris made that decision. He immediately attempted to persuade
Osiris to release her, "My Lord, if I may..."
Osiris
pressed his pointer finger across Daniel's lips to silence him as he replied,
"No my precious servant, you may not..."
Daniel
couldn't stop his automatic response as he jerked his head away from Osiris not
wanting the Goa'uld lord to touch him at all. He momentarily forgot what he was
about to say so disturbed by the unwanted touch. He returned his gaze to Osiris
as the Goa'uld lord glared sinisterly at him before ordering the woman be
locked in the dungeons.
The
dungeons? Why wouldn't he allow her to leave? He felt somewhat defeated for
Osiris didn't even consider his request. Why should he though for he had no
sway in Osiris' legion because he was a simple-minded slave...a servant? Why
would Osiris even consider his requests? The answer was simple enough...he
wouldn't. He had no choices. He could only do as his lord commanded of him. He
had no freedom left and no rights. His rights consisted of those Osiris granted
him. He was to serve Osiris as his slave and eunuch. He had no power of his
own...god he had to escape soon! He had to!
Once
they were alone again Osiris spoke, "You must learn to watch the things
you say and you do in the presence of others. Do not make me have to punish you
by throwing you in the dungeons for your continued inability to monitor your
actions and comments while amongst our followers and our legion. If you cannot
learn how to behave then I fear your fate will find you serving time in my
dungeon where you will be forgotten. Is that understood?"
Hating
himself for yielding to the snake he lowered his eyes speaking softly,
"Yes My Lord."
"Very
good."
Osiris
turned to reclaim his seat upon his throne leading Daniel to his side where he
watched him as he immediately lowered to his knees beside him. He smiled as he
noticed yet again that this young Tau'ri was a very fast learner.
Osiris
watched his newest servant throughout the rest of the afternoon noting the
tenseness within him and knowing that it was no longer just due to finding
himself suddenly in service to him. He knew why else his servant seemed
angrier. He remained silent continuing to observe him expecting that anger to
abate but it didn't. Finally he had enough and gently prodded, "You are
angry, my favored. Tell me why."
Daniel
didn't move or speak he only continued to glare ice daggers at the floor. He
clenched his eyes shut when he felt fingers suddenly running through his hair
caressing him lovingly, petting him as if he were a dog. He felt ill and wanted
nothing more than to jerk away from the touch.
Instead he continued to hold himself rigid and do nothing more. Osiris'
voice flowed over him turning his blood to ice as he again realized that he
would be here for a very long time in service to a Goa'uld lord until he
managed to somehow flee or his friends surmounted a rescue. He lifted his head
slightly when Osiris continued, "It is her, is it not? The woman that I
passed judgment on early this day...she... disturbs you. Why?"
Daniel
bit back a retort but found that he couldn't remain silent so he demanded, “Why
couldn’t she be set free?”
"She
committed a crime..."
"She
spoke out against you and for that she is condemned to imprisonment?"
"She
was given another choice and you denied her."
Daniel
turned rage filled eyes up at the phoenix lord as he said with barely
controlled rage, "That is because we both know what becoming a child of
the gods does to someone. I couldn't allow her to be made a host to one of you.
She would die, and it would rule her. I will not allow someone to be offered up
as a host to a goddamned parasite!"
Osiris
knew he should be angry with his slave for his sudden defiance, but he found
that he was rather amused. He heard Zeenan's movements knowing that his First
Prime was preparing to either aid in the slave's punishment or protect the
slave from punishment. He wondered which was the true reason for Zeenan's
sudden actions. He glanced up shaking his head and watching as Zeenan dropped
back but still lingered nearby in case his lord should require his assistance.
He then focused back on his servant smirking before taunting, "Ah such
fire, such spirit and such anger within... You are everything that I have so
far imagined my precious slave. You will serve me well..."
"The
hell I will!"
"Oh
hush now there is no need for that, slave. Just because you are angry about the
woman's fate does not mean that you must take your anger out on your
master."
"My...?
Bastard!"
Osiris
again raised his hand non-verbally ordering Zeenan to remain where he was while
also assuring him with a brief glance that he would handle the situation. He
continued as if he hadn't heard his servant's obvious insult, "Daniel I
rule this planet and my rules are law. I have made many laws and when one
breaks those laws then one must serve the consequence. She spoke out against me, against us. I have
no choice but to discipline her, for if I fail to do so then others will follow
her lead. If I become lenient with one then all will expect me to be thus with
them."
"Maybe
you need to become more lenient."
"Whatever
do you mean, Daniel?"
"You
are punishing her for a small infraction. She spoke out against you, My Lord.
To you it's a crime, it's disrespectful but she doesn't deserve to be locked up
for months or years just because she has an opinion. She spoke out against you.
I'm certain that your followers all do at one time or another they just don't
make their opinions public. When you rule you will always have those who oppose
you and those who support you. There will always be people who follow you that
don't like you or that don't like your rules. People by nature are judgmental
and opinionated. There will always be people who speak out against you. You
can't prevent it and you can't lock them all away in a dungeon for months or
years simply because they don't like you or they don't agree with you. It's
just not right."
Osiris'
grin broadened into a smile. Yes he had chosen wisely in selecting Daniel
Jackson for his favored. He would indeed keep life very...interesting. He could
see Daniel's point and already the man was swaying his thoughts on the issue
and all he had done was speak up, get a bit angry and put voice to his thoughts
on the subject. He nodded as he said, "Perhaps you are correct. I will
consider your words Daniel, but I will not make a decision tonight."
He
then stood up and urged, "Come now and rise. Let us go eat then we shall
retire for the evening."
Daniel
was so shocked that Osiris even considered his words that all he could manage
was a quiet, "Uh, yes...yes My Lord" before rising and following
Osiris. As they made their way towards the entranceway Osiris paused turning to
look at him as he said, "Daniel, you are now my servant, my slave, but I
require you to walk BESIDE me not behind me. Your position places you in equal
standing with my queen. She was never made to walk behind me and I do not
intend to order you to do so now, at least not while we are in our palace so
please come forward. You will walk beside me unless I say otherwise."
"Uh...um,
thank...thank you...My Lord."
"Come
you must be very hungry for you have not eaten since this morning."
Zeenan
watched the two leave the room side by side. He stayed behind them shocked that
Osiris addressed his servant by name and that he considered his servant's
words. He was even more shocked that his lord did not punish his servant for
speaking out against him. He shook his head finding that his respect for the
young Tau'ri slave was still growing. Osiris might just have found his match in
Daniel Jackson and he might just have found someone that meant more to him than
just another personal servant.
As
evening became night Daniel became more anxious. Osiris ordered him to his feet
and proceeded to escort him to his bedchamber. Once in the room Daniel allowed
his eyes to scan the interior. Like the halls they had passed through this room
was covered in gold from floor to ceiling and raised hieroglyphs appeared along
the surface. As he glanced at the ceiling he noticed it too was gold with some
silver interspersed in various areas throughout.
Off
to his left stood an elegant desk complete with several drawers and there was a
mirror mounted to the back of it. The desk was an off-white color and was
trimmed in gold. The chair sitting at the desk was made of a silver metal and
the seat cushion was gold...obviously Osiris had some kind of penchant for gold
for it was everywhere. As he continued to scan the room noticing the plush
white carpet beneath his feet he heard Osiris tell him that the desk now
belonged to him. He jerked his eyes up to focus on the Goa'uld lord swallowing
hard as he inquired, "Why do I need a desk in your room?"
"Our
room, my precious slave, our room."
Oh
hell no! There was no way in hell he was going to remain in this room and sleep
with, and sleep with that...thing. No way in hell! He started to shake his head
in denial when Osiris interrupted threatening, "If you refuse to sleep in
my bed of your own free will then you will be secured to the bed until you
learn your place."
He
would be tied in the bed? Would the Goa'uld lord do that? Surely not...but as
Daniel focused on the face of Sarah he could see that Osiris was determined to
do exactly as he threatened. He shivered at the realization that if he refused
he would be secured in that bed. If he was secured he would be totally
defenseless and Osiris would be able to do whatever the hell he wanted to do to
him. He shuddered at those thoughts deciding that to lie willingly in that bed
was much more appealing than to be secured in that bed. He realized that the
snake placed him in another Catch 22, the bastard!
He
glanced nervously at the bed noticing that it was a king size bed so maybe he
could just sleep on the very edge of it? There was enough room for them to lie
side by side without touching but Daniel was certain that Osiris had other
plans. He couldn't fool himself into believing that lust and desire had not
been prevalent in the serpent's eyes all evening. He knew that Osiris wanted
him and that knowledge left him feeling a bit unsettled. The last thing he
needed was to dodge passes from the snake lord and to be asked repetitively for
sexual favors. He felt his insides clench as he thought of what his fate now
held for him. A lifetime of imprisonment and a lifetime of dodging the Goa'uld
lord's sexual advances and seductions...of course, he also knew that Osiris
would not wait patiently for those sexual favors. One day he would demand them
and if Daniel refused him then he would pay a high price for such rejection. He
closed his eyes hoping that his friends would locate him before that day ever
arrived. The last thing he wanted was to have to give his body to the Goa'uld
lord every single time he demanded it.
Osiris
quietly observed Daniel watching the emotions playing across that handsome face
and wondering just what the young Tau'ri was thinking of. As he watched the
expressions playing across that perfect face he started to examine the man
closely. His hair was short but that would soon change for he would demand his
servant grow it long. He recalled how beautiful Daniel Jackson's hair was when
it was long and flowing down across his back, softly framing his face and
adding youthfulness to his appearance. Sarah had many images of Daniel that way
in her memory and Osiris discovered that he loved that hair. He wanted to be
able to rake his fingers through his servant's hair and to feel the soft, silky
texture of it that Sarah had been privileged to stroke so long ago. As he
reveled in her memories of stroking that hair he could feel his host's body
responding to the images. Yes, Sarah was as excited as he was at the prospect
of touching and loving the man beside him.
He
continued to watch Daniel noting the stubborn set of his jaw and the look of
nervousness and uncertainty sparking in those eyes and across that face. His
lips were so perfect, so luscious. Those lips were begging to be loved, to be
kissed and to be stroked. Those lips were begging to please and to be pleased
in return. As Daniel unconsciously slipped his tongue out to lick his bottom
lip, a nervous gesture Sarah recalled from when hey had been dating, Osiris
softly groaned feeling the heat beginning within. The ache and longing within
was growing by the minute.
He
didn't want to pressure Daniel into sexual relations just yet. Sarah's memories
showed him just how shy the man could be but once he was stimulated he could be
wild, lascivious and wanton. The man was so passionate and so fiery. The
memories Sarah had of this young man in the throes of passion, in the throes of
ecstasy were enough to charge him up sexually to the max. He wanted Daniel
Jackson body and soul. He wanted the man in his bed, serving him sexually in
whatever means he requested. The man was passionate about everything and he
found that he wanted to own that passion, to control the creature that was so
wild, so untamed, so spirited and so savage.
Osiris
smiled as he questioned softly, "What is your decision to be, my precious
slave?"
Daniel
glanced up nervously momentarily forgetting just what the Goa'uld lord had
asked him. As he calmed the words made sense in his brain and he answered,
"Yes My Lord."
"Yes
what?"
"I
will...lie beside you in your bed."
"Our
bed Daniel, our bed. Let me hear you say it...come now. Speak."
"Our...bed..."
"You
will remain in our bed without the need for restraints, slave?"
"Yes
My Lord."
"Very
well then...you may lay down upon our bed and make yourself comfortable. I
shall be in the bathhouse. I wish to bathe before lying beside you this night.
Zeenan will be outside of this room until I return so should you desire a
chance to attempt escape I would suggest against it. You will be captured
instantly and you will be punished. You will find no mercy at the whip. I
assure you, my dear. I have no qualms about ordering your beautiful backside to
be lashed into perfect crimson. I shall return shortly."
Daniel
shuddered in response to those last two comments...lashed into perfect crimson?
Oh God that image alone made his stomach bunch up into knots. The only way that
could happen...would be to lash him until there was nothing left of his back.
The images that entered his mind were very unpleasant indeed. He could
visualize his back having all the skin sheered off of it and what would remain
would be a bloody mess...oh shit he was going to be sick! How could one be so,
so...so damned sinister?
He
hesitantly approached the bed pressing a hand to the comforter spread out
across it. The material felt soft and plush under his fingers. Well, he had a
choice: he could either get in the bed willingly or...be tied to the damned
thing. He slowly eased the comforter back revealing the fluffy pillows beneath.
He felt as if he were preparing to enter the gates of hell as he eased the
covers down then sat upon the mattress. He glanced around the room again then
focused on the vacant spot to his left, soon that spot would be filled by none
other than Osiris him self. He most definitely was not looking forward to his
sleeping arrangements. How could he spend all night lying beside a creature who
obviously wanted to do more with him than just make him serve as menial labor?
He
shook his head again forcing himself, literally forcing himself to slide his
sleek body beneath the covers. He could feel the silky material as it slid easily
over his skin, gliding down over the contours of his muscular thighs to his
ankles. He hesitantly pulled the velvety material up to his hips quietly
moaning as the material tantalized and caressed his skin so smoothly. Okay,
this bed was just a bit too comfortable for his liking. No doubt Sarah also had
some influences on Osiris regarding what to purchase for their bedroom suites.
Sarah loved satiny materials...as he glanced around the room before settling
onto his right side he allowed his eyes to sweep the interior again. He was
rather surprised to see so many nuances of Sarah Gardner in this room. He could
see her touch in this room. He was certain that Osiris wasn't crazy about some
of the things now present but Sarah would love these things... was Sarah still
inside, hiding deep within her own body and slowly fighting to reclaim herself
by influencing Osiris in the slightest, least invasive ways?
As
he stretched his body out across the damask sheets he again moaned. The feel of
satin always stimulated him as well. He would have to keep that knowledge
quiet...of course Sarah knew that about him already so Osiris most likely had
that knowledge. He closed his eyes shifting again and growing frustrated as the
cold chain attached to his collar fell gently against his back. God, even while
asleep he would be reminded of his new status and new life. He had a momentary
concern that the chain might harm him in the night if he turned and
successfully entwined it around his body. He shook his head telling himself to
quite worrying about it. He allowed his eyes to drift shut determined not to
sleep. All he would do is rest his eyes. He would not fall asleep. He wouldn't!
He
saw Jack in his mind's eye and wondered how his lover was feeling at the
moment. Jack would probably take his absence extremely hard. This would be his
first night in a long time that he would be falling asleep in a big bed all
alone. Oh God Jack, I'm so sorry...so sorry this has happened and so sorry that
I can't be with you, can't get to you...so sorry. He could feel moisture at the
corner of his eyes and mentally forced it back.
He would not cry. He would not allow helplessness and hopelessness to
reign supreme within him. He would escape this new prison and he would return
to the love of his life. He just might have to wait a few weeks for that to
happen. He could do that. He could hold on for Jack and for himself. He could.
Osiris
left the bedchamber wanting to ease Daniel into his first night of lying
together. Sarah's memories revealed much to him regarding Daniel, his emotions
and his feelings. He knew that to lie in a bed with one who was holding him
captive would be very difficult so he decided to take things slowly. He would
bathe every night around this time to allow Daniel the chance to settle in the
bed and drift asleep or at least become more relaxed before he would return and
ease himself into the bed beside the man. Eventually Daniel would become use to
sleeping with him and would become more relaxed, but it would take time.
Sarah
smiled as she spoke softly, 'Thank you, My Lord.'
"For
what?"
‘Bringing
him to us...and being sympathetic to his needs.'
"He
will be with us a long time. He will have to become use to my, our presence, in
his life."
'Yes.
He will.'
"Of
that I am certain. Now you must sleep. We will be joining him shortly."
'Good
night, My Lord.'
"Good
night, Sarah."
Osiris
felt his host settling and smiled. She was becoming bolder. This was the first
time she dared to speak to him without hesitation. During his time on the ship
after leaving Earth Osiris had become lonely and started to initiate
conversations with Sarah. Slowly they started to speak with one another but
still were not on equal ground. Osiris came to enjoy his conversations with
Sarah and tried to encourage her to speak more freely to him. This was the
first time she took the initiative to do so and it made Osiris happy to know
that Sarah felt confident enough to speak on her own without having to be
coaxed. In the past her attempts to communicate were met with instant
suffering, as he would silence her the only way he knew how. Their time
together on a ship, alone, traveling through space with no knowledge of where
they would end up and no one else to speak with had changed his opinions a bit
on how one should relate to their host. Though he spoke freely with her and
allowed her to speak with him he knew that to reveal this to other system lords
would make him appear weak so he rarely initiated conversations with her in
front of others.
As
Osiris finished bathing he quickly dried himself off deciding that it was time
to return to his bedchamber. He paused outside the closed door and excused
Zeenan thanking him for taking the time to stand guard. Once Zeenan left he
gently eased the door open so as not to disturb Daniel.
As
his eyes fell to the man now lying on the bed, the covers wrapped around him
and his eyes closed he smiled warmly. Either Daniel was now asleep or he was
beginning to fall asleep. Either way the man was more relaxed now than before
he had left. Osiris removed his robes then approached the far side of the bed.
He slowly eased the covers up and slid between the sheets feeling the damask
rubbing lovingly across his feminine body. He slid to within an inch of Daniel
not wanting to touch him just yet sensing that Daniel might jerk awake in shock
if he did so. He decided to allow Daniel to become comfortable with him lying
in bed so close against him. He spooned his body around Daniel's still not
touching him and keeping a very thin barrier of about an inch of air between
him and Daniel not wanting to startle the man or upset him. He propped his head
up on his right elbow and focused intently on Daniel's face. Obviously the man
was asleep for he barely even moved as he was joined in the bed.
Osiris
smiled feeling an overwhelming urge to touch the man and without thought
pressed a finger feather light against Daniel's cheek. The man moaned softly
before speaking a name that startled his host. Osiris quieted Sarah saying,
"Shh hush, go back to sleep Sarah..."
'But
he said Jack...Jack that's a man's name...'
"So
it is."
'I...I...he...he's
in love with...with a man?'
"Why
does this shock you, my dear? You were the one to introduce him to another male
if your memories are true."
Sarah
blushed and Osiris could sense her embarrassment. She spoke even softer,
'Yes...we...I did...but...'
"There
is nothing wrong with desiring another man, Sarah...most would consider me male
and I have this uncontrollable need and desire for this virile young man beside
me...beside us. There is nothing wrong with loving a man."
'I
know it's just...I never expected. I mean...'
“You
are shocked by this discovery?"
'Yes.'
"Why?"
'Because
it's...this is Daniel...'
"The
man you love with all of your heart..."
Again
he could sense her blushing before she spoke softly, 'Yes.'
"You
fear that he does not love you in return...or that this love for another man
has destroyed your chances with him? Fear not, little one, for he is ours now. He
belongs to me now and he will grow to love us both as you, as we, both love
him."
'Love?
How can you love him when you don't even know him?'
"Your
memories of your time with him..."
'Oh...'
"Sleep,
little one. We shall discuss these things at another time. I sense that you are
very tired and are in need of replenishing. Rest. Rest now."
'Yes
My Lord.'
Osiris
sensed Sarah returning once again to sleep and focused his attention on the man
at his side. He remained staring down on that perfect face admiring Daniel as
he slept so deeply beside him. He soon grew tired himself and lowered himself
to the pillow casually pressing his left hand on Daniel's hip hoping that by
doing so Daniel would soon grow at ease with his touches. Sleep found him
shortly thereafter.
THE
REALIZATION
Missing
In Action
Jack
O'Neill said goodbye to everyone and headed to his lover's office just like any
other afternoon. He stopped before Daniel's door and reached to turn the knob
with Daniel's name on his lips then froze. He stood like a statue his hand
touching the knob, his lover's name on the tip of his tongue for several long
minutes before the loneliness and overwhelming sadness set in. He inhaled
shakily, dropping his head and feeling despair enter as it threatened to
overtake him. Daniel...Daniel's not here...he's gone, missing...MIA... He's
trapped on that planet...trapped and they had no means with which to rescue
him. They had tried to redial those coordinates so many times but they could no
longer connect with P47-O89. The Stargate wouldn't engage. It was almost as if
someone shut down the gate on that planet. It was as if the gate on that planet
were buried under rock and unable to be accessed.
Daniel
was on that planet and he was alone. As he stood before Daniel's office door
now he recalled how he had been on the verge of tears as Hammond ordered the
computer to redial the Stargate address again and again with no success. He
knew, they knew, where Daniel was but they now had no way to retrieve him or
help him.
Jack
could feel the beginnings of tears collecting at the edges of his eyes and
refused to allow them release. He haphazardly wiped the back of his hand across
his eyes feeling the denial of Daniel's fate swamp him. He couldn't do this, not here...what would
people think if they caught a Colonel standing in the hall crying his damned
eyes out? He had to get out of the mountain and get home. As he stood in the
hallway he hardened his resolve, standing straighter he turned and headed down
the hall determined to exit the mountain and go home.
He
was a military Colonel. He couldn't afford to allow his emotions to become so
scattered. He had to remain strong for his teammates. He had to move onward as
if Daniel's disappearance hadn't affected him at all and he could do that. He
could just like he had when Charlie died. He could become a hardnosed Colonel
all over again. He had to do so. He would act as if Daniel's disappearance
didn't matter and he would succeed in doing so. He was certain he'd be
successful...that is until he entered his bedroom and his eyes fell onto a bed
that was now empty and much too big to sleep in alone. As he stared at his
empty bed the hardnosed Colonel felt himself fall against his door frame and
sag to the floor where he turned inward on himself curling into as tight a ball
as he was able and allowing the first tears of anger, of rage, of despair and
of loss fall.
* * * *
It
was time to leave but instead of exiting the mountain as she had planned Major
Sam Carter found herself entering Doctor Fraiser's infirmary. As she entered
the infirmary she noticed Janet was speaking with a patient. Should she wait or
just leave? Why was she here in the first place? She meant to go home not to
visit Janet and take up her time. She watched the Doctor as the woman spoke
soothingly to her patient as she checked his vitals and made certain that all
the machines he was hooked up to were working to her standards. She turned and
started heading for the door when a soft voice asked, "Sam, Sam, what is
it? What's wrong?"
She
stopped clenching her eyes shut as those simple words resulted in bringing back
the pain of Daniel's sudden absence. She wanted to turn to acknowledge the
woman but couldn't. Hands, gentle and caring, braced her about the shoulders
and gave them a gentle squeeze before the friendly voice suggested, "Why
don't we go to my office?"
Sam
finally found her voice as she whispered, "But your patients...I...I have
to go."
"No
Sam. Running away isn't going to help you at all."
"I
don't even know why I'm here. I..."
Those
hands gently turned her around so that they were face to face, but Sam still
couldn't bring herself to look up. That soft calming voice of her friend
continued, "Sam, you came here for a reason. You sought me out... It's
Daniel isn't it?"
Sam
found herself looking at Janet again and could only muster enough energy to nod
her head. Janet continued in her calm voice, "Would you like to talk about
it?"
Again
Sam shook her head so without further words being spoken Janet guided the woman
into her office and closed the door. She offered Sam a seat, but Sam declined
the offer choosing instead to again lower her head. Silence stretched between them for several
long minutes before Sam chuckled sadly and said, "This is so silly. I
don't know why I'm acting like this. Daniel's been gone before. He'll be back.
He always is."
"Then
tell me what's so different about this time, Sam?"
"I...I...he's
fine. He'll be back in a day or two. He will...he will...he..."
Sam
dropped her head lower sighing heavily. Again silence stretched between them
before Sam interrupted it, "What if we fail this time, Janet? What if he can't get away? What if...what if
he's trapped there? We've always been able to find him and rescue him or he has
found his own way but this time...I don't know, Janet...this time it...it just
feels...different. I don't know how to explain it...things just
feel...different."
"And
you're afraid that this time he may not return?"
"Yes...we
tried to dial that planet, oh God, hundreds of times but...but we can't...the
gate won't engage. It's almost as if...as if they sealed their gate so we
couldn't get to him and if they felt it necessary to seal the gate not even two
hours after we left... They won't let him get to us either, Janet. I'm afraid
that whoever owns that planet wanted Daniel and now that he's there ...they're
insuring that they'll hold on to him but...doesn't that sound silly?"
"No..."
"How
could they even know Daniel?"
"Maybe
they aren't keeping him because of who he is... They may want to interrogate
him...or, or...he could be useful as a servant. Sam, we don't know why they're
hanging onto him. We can't spend all our time wondering why or thinking of all
the things they could possibly be doing to him. We need to focus on how to get
him back even with that gate locked out. We have to find a way around it."
"I
just feel like, I don't know, like he's not coming back this time and I've
never, never felt this way before. I've never felt this certain and it...it
scares me, Jan. It really scares me."
Janet
could tell Sam was extremely upset and without thought she pulled the young
woman into her arms and held her close offering comfort in touch.
* * * *
Teal'c
walked into the gate room and stood at the base of the Stargate staring at its
magnificence rising above him. His mind was on the young man now trapped on the
other side of that gate and the fate that now befell him. For a system lord to
find it necessary to make their Stargate unreachable meant one thing...they
didn't want any visitors...ever again. A system lord rarely shut down their
Stargate unless they were an outcast or chose to rule without any interference.
What bothered him more than anything was the fact that he had no knowledge of
who now held Daniel Jackson and the fact that it was obvious they wanted to
hold onto him, which could only mean a few things...things Teal'c wasn't yet
ready to share with the others. They would most likely believe Daniel was being
interrogated, which might be true but Teal'c suspected something else
altogether. Maybe the system lord who ruled that planet had decided to keep
Daniel Jackson as his personal servant...only threats to take one's favored or
threats to the system lord itself could cause them to lock down their gate.
System Lords were very, very protective of their favoreds. A favored was viewed
as being just as important as one's Queen. To attack one's favored was to
attack the system lord he or she belonged to. If the Goa'uld lord who now held
Daniel Jackson decided to appoint him to the status of most favored...they
might never get their friend back.
* * * * * * * *
The
following morning Daniel awoke feeling quite confused and as his eyes took in
his surroundings nothing looked familiar. This wasn't his room and this sure as
hell wasn't the room he shared with Jack so where the hell was he? As he heard
a soft moan off to his left he froze closing his eyes as realization
struck...he had fallen asleep! Shit how could he have fallen asleep knowing
that he was in a strange environment and his enemy now lay with him? He
remembered everything...running to the gate, being pursued by Jaffa guards, a
staff weapon nearly killing Jack and his desperate attempt to shove Jack out of
the path of the deadly blast...being brought before Osiris, being struck with a
zat gun and fitted with a collar, a leash and chastity belt...becoming Osiris'
personal slave...being given the option of lying in bed willingly or being tied
in place...everything came back and he once again felt the grimness and the
danger of his situation flood his system. He had to get out of here. He had to
escape, to flee...he had to put as much distance between him and his enemy as
was humanly possible.
Daniel
jerked in surprise when he felt a soft, dainty hand gently brush his left
cheek. Osiris...Osiris was touching him and he couldn't stall his automatic
response to the vile touch as he jerked free from it practically launching
himself out of the bed. Those hands didn't leave him instead they both pressed
against his upper arms holding him in place and urging him to lie down once
again. No, NO! He didn't want to lie here beside his enemy...NO!
As
those hands refused to yield and remained persistent he recalled another's
hands doing the same thing. He remembered another creature touching him and
wanting him as much as Osiris wanted him now... She too was a beautiful
creature and she was a snake... She had been beautiful but deadly. She had
looked so fragile like Sarah now did but like Sarah she was not human...Hathor
was his enemy and she desired him as much as Osiris wanted him now. He
shuddered as he recalled her voice, her hands on his body and her scent as she
used him and attempted to own him just as Osiris was now doing. Why was he
remembering her now? That had happened so very long ago so why were the
memories suddenly surfacing? He pushed those memories to the back of his mind
hearing the voice of his captor addressing him, "You turn from me now but
in time you will learn to accept my touches upon your body...in time you will
learn to yield to me, my precious slave."
Daniel
clenched his eyes shut as warning bells and shudders of disgust ran through his
body in response to the unwanted touch. He spoke with confidence and
determination, "I really don't think so."
Osiris
smiled before continuing, "Do not be so quick to doubt. You will see that
in time you will accept me as your lord and you will accept your place by my
side as my favored. In time the transition will occur."
"How
do you know? How can you be so certain that I won't kill you while you
sleep?"
Osiris
continued to smile as he answered, "Because you would not harm my host.
There is love for her within you. You would protect her. You could not bring
yourself to destroy her, Daniel Jackson. You cannot kill without remorse."
Daniel
felt anger sear within upon hearing that nonchalant comment and was quick to
reply, "Oh, I can kill, believe me. I can, I have and I will..."
Osiris
shook his head impressed with Daniel's courage to speak to him in such a way.
It took a lot of courage to speak out against one's captor knowing that pain
could result. It took a lot of courage for one to speak up and threaten to kill
another knowing that their life was presently in the hands of their would be
victim. His Tau'ri slave to say the least intrigued him... He decided to call
Daniel on his bluff by commenting, "Words, those are merely words. They
are empty threats, Daniel. You could never bring yourself to kill me for in
order to destroy me you would also have to destroy Sarah."
"Then
I'll destroy her too."
Osiris
could hear Sarah gasping in shock at hearing the sarcasm and threat in Daniel's
voice. He hushed her before once again addressing Daniel, "Empty threats
do not cause injury, Daniel, so why waste your breath to make them?"
Sarah's
voice spoke softly as she questioned, 'My Lord, what are you doing?'
"Telling
him things that he already knows."
‘Why?'
"Quiet
now. Hush."
Sarah
grumbled some comment that made Osiris grin before she did as he ordered and
fell silent continuing to listen to the exchange between Daniel and Osiris. She
focused on Daniel as the man suddenly turned around to focus fully on them a
strange, unidentifiable emotion reflecting in the depths of his blue eyes as he
spoke, "Several years ago I would never have considered killing another
but that was then and this is now. Sarah knows of who I was but she knows
nothing of who I now am. Five years is a long time and a lot can happen, a lot
can change in that time..."
Sarah
had to speak to Daniel and in her own voice she interrupted, "Yes, but
matters of the heart never do, Daniel. You may know how to kill now, but you
will not do so for it would destroy you."
Daniel
felt a mix of anger, frustration, surprise and wonder fill him as Sarah spoke
but he couldn't be certain if the real Sarah Gardner was speaking with him or
if Osiris was only using her voice to shock him and gain control so he decided
to test the serpent by asking, "Sarah's already gone so why use her
against me?"
Again
Sarah's voice came to him causing him to feel that huge mix of emotions within
and effectively making him a bit uncertain, "Did you believe Sha're gone?
If so why did you spend so much time searching for her determined to save her?
Why did you even bother?"
Sha're?
How could Sarah know anything about Sha're? The answer was simple...she
couldn't. Daniel had never told Sarah about his wife so the only way she could
know anything about his precious Abydonian wife was through the memories of
Osiris for he would have learned by now how much of a threat the Tau'ri now
were to the system lords and he would have taken the time to learn as much as
he could regarding the one SG team that was responsible for the destruction of
so many other system lords. He was now certain that Osiris was the one speaking
with him in Sarah's voice and instead of acknowledging the surprise comment he
asked a question of his own, "You don't believe I'm capable of it do you?"
"Oh,
everyone is capable of murder, Daniel, but not everyone is willing to take such
drastic action to destroy a life."
Daniel
added almost as if it were an afterthought, "I wouldn't be destroying a
life. I'd be saving one."
Again
Osiris countered his comment with one of his own, "At the risk of your own
soul, Daniel? If you destroy another then a part of you will also be destroyed.
Would you sacrifice your soul to destroy another, my dear servant?"
Daniel
remained silent not even entertaining that notion in the least. He watched as
Osiris rose out of bed looking smug and felt the incredible urge come over him
to do just as he threatened. All it would take, all he would need to do is
reach over, wrap his hands around that slim neck and squeeze. He could see it now
in his mind's eye. Osiris would be shocked but soon his face would become blank
as death found him. It would be so easy to kill him. It would be too easy.
Daniel
swallowed hard as he suddenly realized that he actually contemplated murder for
a few minutes. He shook his head a bit shocked by the direction of his
thoughts. God what was happening to him? He's only been here a day and he was
already entertaining the notion of murder, not murder in self-defense but
cold-blooded murder. It was one thing to kill to defend him self but to
actually strangle someone while they lay defenseless beside him...now that was
completely different. He shook his head watching as Osiris paused at the door
before turning to inform, "My'la will be here shortly to attend to you.
When she is done I shall expect you to report to our throne room and take your
place by my side. I will send breakfast with My'la so that you may eat before
you are needed."
"Thank
you, My Lord."
Osiris
nodded before exiting the room and leaving Daniel alone to wonder why he was
suddenly fantasizing about cold-blooded murder.
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