Chapter eighteen F.

The three of us exited the nursery room, and I decided on one last stop before heading up to the rear of the ship for dinner. Walking down the hallway, we passed the breakfast Nook and galley as we made our way to the Captain's quarters.

As I opened the door, I was surprised that the already luxurious room had a complete feel about it. What surprised me, though, was sitting on their knees at the foot of the bed, the two Kitsune that I had rescued. The two Kitsune looked to have completely recovered physically from the ordeal that they had been put through. Instead of the dirty and stained nightdresses that they had been wearing previously, each of them had on matching nearly sheer white sundresses.

The Kitsune that was to the left of the bed and closest to me had long Brown hair that was braided and stretched past her waist. She had three lovely Brown tails that were fully luscious and appeared to be well taken care of now. Her eyes glowed with excitement and fear when she saw me enter the room. After making a quick moment of eye contact, she lowered herself into a kowtow position with her head pressed delicately on the floor.

The second Kitsune was on the floor at the foot of the bed on the right. I had not realized because for the few quick moments that I had seen them before, she had been bald, and her skin had been scarred and burned. I could not even recall accounting for the color of her hair because, in the haze of my memory from that moment, it had been completely burned off, and her flesh had been a mass of scars. Now, however, the beautiful girl had long lilac-colored hair. The soft purple color accentuating the deep blush that filled her cheeks; when she met my eyes, she lowered herself into the same kowtow position.

I entered the room fully, allowing for Ashley and Rachel to find their way in as well. I was slightly disturbed to find the same two Kitsune in almost the same exact position I had found them in on that horrid ship. Ashley and Rachel began to look around the room and test out some of the padded chairs as I turned to Timothy and said, "Why are they in here?"

In a soft, quiet voice that did not carry beyond me, he said, "My Lord, they were most insistent that they would make excellent foot bed slaves. From what I have gathered they had been with that other Master their entire lives, so they know nothing else except for the cruel perversions of the previous Master."

"Did you try to give them another job?"

"Yes, Lord. However, they have it in their head that if they are found anywhere other than at the foot of your bed they will be tortured and any young they might have consumed. They will need the longest to adjust, as the other Master has been suffering upon them torments since they were but kits. I did take the liberty of procuring healing potions and restoratives for them, so their bodies could at least be healed."

"That was good, Timmothy. Is there anything I can do?"

"Thank you Master. Yes, give them some personal orders so they feel more secure that they will not be killed out of hand. We haven't been able to get them to eat anything but slave slop. I would suggest as well that the next time you sleep abord ship or have some free time you lay with both of them; in their minds sexually pleasing you is the only way to insurer their survival."

"Very well." I said as I turned away from Timmothy. Ashley and Rachel had just come out from the large, attached bathroom. They had wonderful expressions on their faces.

"This is a wonderful Master cabin Eric. I don't think I have ever seen one like it, even on our journey here." Rachel said with a smirk.

"I am pleased that you like it, excuse me a moment. You two what are your names?" I asked as I turned from Ashley and Rachel.

"I am Filthy Hole." The rich brown-haired Kitsune said.

"And I am Crispy Flesh." The beautiful lilac-haired Kitsune added.

'What the fuck...did he actually name them that....' "Umm...do you like those names?" I asked, not really expecting this development. Ashley looked absolutely horrified and like she was about to be sick. Rachel simply looked furious.

"We love what ever names Master Grayson wishes us to have." They both said in a creepy kind of unison voice as if this was a rehearsed response.

I turned to Ashely and Rachel; they each mouthed "new names" and nodded their heads.

I knelt in front of the Kitsune known as Filthy Hole and lifted her head until she was looking me in the eyes, "Your name is now Alma, one of my most cherished bed slaves. Do you understand?" I said softly while I smiled warmly at her.

"Yes, Master Eric. Thank you, Alma is most happy."

I moved over to Crispy Flesh and raised her head as well, "Your name is now Iolanthe, you are as well one of my most precious bed slaves. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master Eric. Thank you, Iolanthe will do all she can to please."

"Good. Now the both of you, I heard you are only eating slop?"

"Yes Master, we eat only what is fitting for ones as worthless as us." Iolanthe answered, fear radiating from her.

"Well, no more, as I said you are both treasures to me. You will eat what May or Timmothy tell you to, as I have instructed them to do for all my slaves. If they serve you the finest cuts of Dragon stakes, then you will eat it understood?"

Their eyes were wide as they looked at me, then at each other. They nodded to each other and said in unison, "Of course Master, we endeavor to serve."

Thinking of an excuse to get them to be more comfortable in the room, I said, "Second, you will stay in my room aboard ship. I want each of you to sleep and live in here. You will use our bathroom, sleep in our bed, store your clothes in here. I hate when a room goes unused, the atmosphere becomes to stale for my liking, as such these shall be our accommodations from now on. Understood?"

"Ye...yes." Alma said, tears forming in her eyes.

Iolanthe was unable to keep the tears from her eyes, and as they fell, she seemed fearful that they would upset me but did not move to cover them; resigned to her imagined torment. "Yes Master."

Still kneeling between the two, I stretched out my arms and scooped them each into a hug, Iolanthe on my right and Alma in my left. I felt their bodies trembling for a moment as they relaxed into the embrace. Their heads rested on each of my shoulders as their arms wrapped around me. The trembling stopped, and for the first time, I think they realized that I was not going to harm them.

We stayed like that for a few moments until I felt Ashley come down on her knees as well and embrace Iolanthe and me. Rachel quickly followed, embracing Alma and me on the other side. The two Kitsune were silently crying, and I could feel their tears leaking down my neck. Ashley and Rachel each stroked their hair and backs.

After some amount of time, I stood guiding each of the Kitsune to their feet. I lightly kissed each of the Kitsune on the lips while I wiped their faces with a handkerchief handed to me by someone. After each girl cleaned up their face, I said, "So you know what to do, make yourself at home, understood?"

"Thank you, Master Eric, yes. We will make sure that our room is warm with life." Alma said, a genuine smile crossing her lips.

"Yes, Master Eric. Iolanthe is eager to please." Iolanthe said, still talking about herself in the third person.