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happened to him on their journey to Mars, and with a hellbent effort, he succeeds in getting the highly respected officer demoted, making David the new commander of the Mars Orion Colony.\n\nWhat now presents itself as an opportunity for David to drag out his revenge turns right back against him when Nbowa proves to him that sometimes, it's not about reaching for power that you don't have, but using what power you've got, and even in the bedroom, it holds to be true.\n\nThis commission for Nbowa was wonderful to work on, because it allowed me to explore the plot and details of the characters more than just their genitals. That being said, I think most of you will probably enjoy those scenes, as well!\n\nDavid Lucas is a cum dumpster I made for this series, and Nbowa belongs to himself. Please don't use either character without the proper permissions.\n\nAs always, read, comment and enjoy!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "David Lucas is determined to get his revenge against his commanding officer, Nbowa Lion, at any and all costs for what happened to him on their journey to Mars, and with a hellbent effort, he succeeds in getting the highly respected officer demoted, making David the new commander of the Mars Orion Colony.

What now presents itself as an opportunity for David to drag out his revenge turns right back against him when Nbowa proves to him that sometimes, it's not about reaching for power that you don't have, but using what power you've got, and even in the bedroom, it holds to be true.

This commission for Nbowa was wonderful to work on, because it allowed me to explore the plot and details of the characters more than just their genitals. That being said, I think most of you will probably enjoy those scenes, as well!

David Lucas is a cum dumpster I made for this series, and Nbowa belongs to himself. Please don't use either character without the proper permissions.

As always, read, comment and enjoy!", "writing": "The cool, solid yet liquid feel of Flexsteel against the wrists of First Lieutenant David Lucas was something he could never really get used to.\n\n\"Don't make me wait any longer, Captain...you know I've been starving for your load [i]all day[/i]...\"\n\nIt was almost as difficult for David to get comfortable in his futuristic bondage as it was for his commanding officer, Captain Nbowa, to hold out any longer. \"Eyes closed, mouth open, tongue out. You know the drill, David.\"\n\nHe knew it all too well, by now. Only a month earlier, David became yet another victim of what he once believed to be nothing more than the rumors about his captain, but when reality and rumor became one in the same, the voyage between Earth and Mars turned into a living nightmare for David Lucas. Already he was disappointed by the reality of his mission falling far short of his expectations, but when Nbowa first thrust him to the floor and ravaged his body, the emotional roller coaster began.\n\n\"Mnn...\" David mumbled, as he opened his maw wide and stuck out his long, slick canine tongue. His body was physically ready and willing to give in to Nbowa at any moment, but somewhere in the back of his mind, all along, he'd been keeping a record of [b]every[/b] depraved thing that the lion did to him, and plotting his revenge since day one. Every time his tailhole was spread open, every time he was stripped naked and forced to his knees, every time he had to swallow a load of lion seed, he made a note of it, and he wasn't about to let the grudge go easily.\n\nOne more reason for revenge was soon to be had, as Nbowa dropped the head of his throbbing length down on the flat of David's tongue, precum oozing off the tip and soaking his taste buds. \"Don't make a mess of it this time, or I'll leave you bound to the floor for another two hours!\" the lion growled, a devious grin played across his fangs as he grabbed David by the ears and thrusted his hips forward, nearly gagging the poor grey wolf, if not for how experienced he'd become at orally servicing his commanding officer over the last month. \"Every drop, David, and don't get any of it back on me.\"\n\nA garbled, pleading reply was all that David could muster, his eyes winced desperately tight as Nbowa dug his claws into the wolf's headfur and thrusted again, the tip of his length tickling the back of David's throat. Bound to the floor by his calves and his wrists, David was pulled back in the perfect position to give a blowjob, but without his paws, he could do little to control the erratic thrusts coming from the domineering lion above him, and as the first strands of cum burst in his throat, he knew it was just a matter of time before there would be a mess all over the floor.\n\n\"That's it, David...nngh...cumming...I'm cumming, David!\" Nbowa called out, but it was moments too late, as David worked his throat around the spurting length, enhancing every moment of the lion's orgasm, but no matter how hard he tried or how much he swallowed, he couldn't keep a few stray drops from passing his lips, and quietly, nearly silently, they fell to the floor, but that was all that it took for Nbowa to pass judgment on the abused wolf. \"Aaaaaaaand you just [i]couldn't[/i] keep it all in, could you? I had hoped after all this time you would be a little more adept at keeping a load down, but it looks like I had a little too much faith in you,\" Nbowa groaned melodramatically, pulling his cock free from David's muzzle and dragging it along the side to smear it with his fresh seed, mingled with saliva. \"Guess you don't mind waiting here for me to clean up, then.\"\n\nDavid knew better than to reply; it would only make things worse on him in the long run. His physically defeated body gave in and he swallowed the last of the seed that was poured down his throat, but his mind was still whirling, and like a raging inferno, no matter how much he told himself it was a bad idea to report a superior officer, the flames just wouldn't die down.\n\n[i]Enjoy your shower, little lion. We'll be on Mars in just two days, and then we'll see how you like being treated like a little fucktoy...[/i]\n\n[center]**[/center]\n\n[i]Pressure disengaged.[/i]\n\n\"We should be able to depart the shuttle in just a couple minutes, David. Think you're ready for your first excursion onto the red planet?\"\n\nDavid didn't look to his commanding officer. He kept his eyes straight ahead, paws clenched tight to his harness as if the five-point buckles would somehow fail to keep him securely fastened to his seat. Take off and landing were the two most nerve-wracking points of a typical airplane flight for the nervous wolf, so on a space shuttle, that fear was multiplied exponentially. \"I'll just be happy to have my paws on the ground and feel some semblance of real gravity again, sir.\"\n\n\"That's what they always say,\" Nbowa replied, his voice deep and grim, as if to imply some sort of impending challenge on the surface. \"Don't worry though. I'm sure you'll love it here once you get used to the little differences you'll experience from living on Earth your whole life.\"\n\n\"Little differences?\"\n\n[i]The shuttle is fully sealed to the loading dock. You may now safely depart the shuttle.[/i]\n\nNbowa unclasped all five of his harnesses in a hurry, eager to stretch out his legs after the two hour long docking process. \"You'll see what I mean in a moment, trust me.\"\n\nDavid released the white knuckle grip on his harnesses and started to undo them slowly. He'd been so on edge about the landing that he didn't realize that the craft had stopped moving almost a half an hour ago. \"And you're sure I'll like it here?\"\n\n\"You were looking for adventure, right?\"\n\n\"Yes...\"\n\nNbowa rested his paw on his lieutenant's shoulder and smirked down at him. \"I'm sure that a young canine like you will run into all kinds of adventure here on Mars, even living a military life. Like I said, things are a little bit different here than they are on Earth.\"\n\n\"How?\"\n\nDavid stood up from his co-pilot seat as the electronics on board the shuttle finally disengaged, the whole ship powering down, accompanied by a sound much like a vacuum turning off slowly in a distant room. The emergency lighting kicked on, illuminating the entire ship in a soft, but alarmingly red glow, and suddenly, David was glad that Nbowa hadn't used that tactic during one of their many sexual exploits across the stars. \"You'll just have to find out, I'm afraid. A firsthand experience is always the best way to learn, y'know,\" Nbowa reminded him.\n\nStill a bit nervous to be around his commanding officer, David made sure that Nbowa was well in front of him before he started to make his way off the ship. A loud [b]KA-KLUNK[/b] heralded the exit of the shuttle finally being opened, and from the back end, David could see an unnaturally bright light filling the exit path. \"That's one big difference already...I don't think I've ever seen it [i]that[/i] bright on Earth before.\"\n\n\"Probably not,\" Nbowa agreed, as he stepped through the exit and David followed right after him, raising a paw to shield the intense light from his eyes. Already versed in travel between the planets, Nbowa tugged a pair of sunglasses from one of the front pockets on his space suit and put them on, before pulling a second pair and turning to offer them to David. \"But they do overcompensate for the lights here in the colonies, since we're further away from the sun, and it takes a bit of getting used to. I didn't figure you'd have brought along your own pair, so I saved these for you.\"\n\nDavid was regretful to take anything from the lion. Secretly, he'd been hoping that once he stepped off the shuttle, all of the memories of what sexual torture he'd endured would fade from his mind and he'd be able to pretend that the whole ordeal never happened, but as he finally did take the sunglasses and put them on, seeing Nbowa in a new clarity only made his every memory refresh itself in the front of his mind. \"Thanks,\" he said dryly, taking a moment to inspect the unloading dock.\n\nWhite. Everything, from the floor, walls and ceiling to the lights and doors were a painfully bright shade of white. The only items of any other distinct chroma were the buttons to open the door on the far wall, one of green and one of red, and a computer console that had black lettering on the white keys, and a video monitor to get in touch with the interior command so that outsiders could gain entry. Being a veteran of the craft, Nbowa walked across the white tiles of the floor without thinking a thing of it and addressed the computer console on the wall, turning on the video monitor and logging in. \"This is Captain Nbowa Lion, accompanied by First Lieutenant David Lucas, reporting to take over the command post at Mars Colony Orion.\"\n\nAn image came into sharp, picture perfect clarity on the video monitor. David was shocked to see that such advance technologies were already making their way to Mars; 6K high-definition television was only just now becoming commercially available back on earth, and this appeared to be an even higher definition. \"Welcome back to the Mars Colony, Captain. Long time no see!\" The man on the other end of the video conference was Colonel Adam Reeve, a gruff, powerful Akita with a no-nonsense attitude and the size and disposition to back it up to the teeth. Angry chocolate eyes and a pair of tall, attentive ears paid close attention to both Nbowa and David, the latter of whom the Colonel was still yet to have met. \"I'm performing the manual gate override now. Head over to the door and swipe your ID cards to finish the unlocking sequence.\"\n\nSecurity was, not surprisingly, a huge priority when it came to any military mission involving space travel. Bringing any kind of illness or pathogen from Earth to Mars was a serious risk, as many of the children that had been born on the newly colonized planet didn't have the same immunities that people born back on Earth would have, and weapons transfers between the two planets were still strictly forbidden; the military set up factories on the planet when it was first colonized to produce their own weapons, and civilians could legally purchase them on the colonies as well, but to prevent any acts of terrorism or people importing weapons illegally, there was no legal way to bring any weapons of any kind from Earth on the trip. \"Brought a first timer with me, Colonel. Excited to meet him?\"\n\nNbowa stepped away from the screen and swiped his military ID through a card reader right by the small green button next to the door. The green button illuminated and the doors opened. A small timer that David hadn't noticed before popped up near the monitor, reading \"05\" in bright red digital numbers. \"He certainly looks the part of a rookie...completely bewildered and no idea what he was getting into,\" Colonel Reeve replied, his eyes stern and concentrated on David as he watched the counter tick down to \"00,\" and the doors to his right slammed shut. The green light faded and the red light engaged, and David got the gist of the process, removing his own military ID and swiping it through the card reader and turning the light green once again. David rushed right through the door, nervous that something might go wrong if he, for whatever reason, couldn't pass through the doors in the five seconds he was allowed.\n\n\"That eager to get away from the Colonel, huh? And here I thought I'd be the last person you'd want to follow around!\" Nbowa chided, patting David on the back and chuckling as the door sealed behind the two of them. [i]He really doesn't feel bad at all for what happened. It's like this guy has no moral compass, no distinction of right and wrong...[/i] David thought, but his thoughts quickly scrambled as he finally got to see, other than the lion, what was on the other side of the doors. \n\nFrom just outside the surface of the planet, even though the space shuttle had a large, clear window that David could admire Mars from, there was a reflective dome that covered the surface of the planet, and from the outside, there was no way to really gauge just how large the dome was, and it was impossible to see what was inside. Finally getting an eyeful of it, David couldn't keep his jaw off the floor.\n\nBuildings reached up for against a whitewashed sky that wasn't there, far taller than any of the ones on earth that David had ever seen, so high that it dizzied the wolf just to try and see the tops of them. The sterile, eerie white of the loading dock was replaced by a world of vibrant colors, each building having different hues of black, blue, brown, green and red, providing such different chroma and detail that it was almost a sensory overload for David, even with the sunglasses dimming all of the lights. Between almost every building, bridges could be seen, a series of sky-walks connecting the entire colony, many buildings having multiple sky-walks at different heights to prevent wasted time. All around the entirety of the covered city, a series of wires supported and sped along a high speed bullet train, a vibrant, speedy red moving along tracks and wires of white, providing a beautiful contrast and a racy feel. From the edge of the loading dock doors where they stood and looked down into the city and yet up to the tops of the buildings, David realized he couldn't even see the base of a single one to know if there were any streets for people to drive upon. Where he and Nbowa entered was strictly a military loading dock for arriving and departing personnel, giving the wolf a unique view of the Orion Colony that very few others ever had before him, or would ever have after him. \"Oh...my God...\"\n\n\"Quite the view, isn't it?\" Nbowa asked, grinning at David as the wolf simply tried to take in the majesty of what the colonists had been able to accomplish in just under one hundred years. \"I never get tired of seeing this refreshing view after spending time on the old, worn on Earth. I know it's not really the surface of Mars, as much as something man-made, but it's still quite the marvel to me.\"\n\n\"And the Flexsteel we tested out on the shuttle is going to be used to somehow improve all of this?\"\n\n\"That's what the hope is, yes.\"\n\nSuddenly, David wasn't quite as upset about everything that had transpired on the shuttle, if only for the fact that he was so awestruck by the sight of Mars that he felt an instant swelling of pride at the thought that he could somehow add to and improve what he was seeing. Even in the deepest depths of his mind, it didn't seem possible; the place was, at first glance, a technologically advanced and beautiful paradise. \"I certainly hope they find a use for it, then...I don't know for sure that I'll be staying here for the rest of my life, but if I do end up back on assignment on Earth, I hope I can leave something behind here. That'd be a pretty cool legacy.\"\n\n\"Right back to your old, daydreaming self, I see,\" Nbowa said, waving a paw at his lieutenant dismissively. \"Follow me this way. We need to go check in with the Colonel and then be cleansed so we can safely integrate with the colonists.\"\n\n\"Cleansed?\"\n\nNbowa walked to his immediate right, to a pair of white doors that looked exactly the same as the ones they'd just entered, but instead of a red and green button by the side, there was a large pair of blue, illuminated arrows, one pointing up, and one pointing down. \"Not everyone here on Mars has all the same immunities, abilities and antibodies that we do on Earth. Even if we don't necessarily know it, even bringing a mold spore in through our space suits could be enough to put a couple hundred kids in a hospital, so we have to be inspected before we can be on the other side of this wall.\"\n\n\"What?\" David looked around. He was standing on a platform about one hundred feet wide, spanning out about twenty feet, and it only then occurred to him just how dangerous the setup was; there was nothing at the end of the edge to keep him from falling a distance that he couldn't begin to fathom, but the only wall he could see was the one behind him. \"What wall?\"\n\n\"The one right in front of you.\"\n\nDavid looked out at the edge again, squinting his eyes and looking for a wall anywhere, but he couldn't find one. Trying to mull over the options in his mind, he started walking out towards the edge, but the closer he got to it, the more he felt like he was starting to see his own reflection every couple of steps. \"It's...[i]glass?[/i]\"\n\n\"The best glass that paws can make,\" Nbowa replied, waving one of his paws in front of the downward arrow. The blue light intensified, and the doors opened almost immediately to reveal an elevator that would blend right in with the walls. The entire interior was white, save for the numbers that indicated the floors, all illuminated in blue. \"More than ten feet thick and layered, that glass could stand up to just about anything the planet can throw at us, and it's just about essential at keeping this area sealed away from the civilians. One of the first military missions here didn't account for the fact that the newborns on the planet wouldn't be adjusted to earthly pathogens, and...lets just say we quickly learned our lesson about washing our paws before we play with others.\"\n\nDavid flattened his ears at the thought. \"Shame that it had to be so costly,\" he said, his tail lowering as he looked out over the colony. He didn't want to walk away from the glass, finding himself in a mental wanderlust from gazing over the beautiful architecture, he knew he could stand there for hours without blinking, but when Nbowa barked \"C'mon, the Colonel is expecting us!\" he hurried back into the elevator. Annoying Nbowa resulted in almost a month of sexual punishment, and David wasn't about to find out what insubordination to the Colonel would cause. \"Tell me, sir, is the Colonel a reasonable man?\"\n\n\"Only as reasonable as I am,\" Nbowa admitted. \"For the sake of our conversation, I think you'll find him slightly more reasonable than I am.\"\n\n\"Has he ever been back to Earth, since he started this mission?\"\n\nNbowa waved a pawtip in front of the number \"13\" and then another in front of the upward arrow, and immediately, the elevator silently rose. \"Not that I can think of. People that take these missions typically have a pretty strong desire to get off of Earth for whatever reason, and he was no exception. I wasn't even in the military when he took the detail, and as far as I know, he has no plans to return to Earth. It was wise of you to ask me first...it seems to be a bit of a sore subject with him.\"\n\n\"Glad I asked,\" David replied, and not a moment later, a quiet [i]ding[/i] signaled the elevator reaching the desired floor. Just outside the elevator looked a lot like the inside; white walls, white floors, all too pure and pristine to feel real, and any controls on the walls were highlighted with blue accent lights. The only other color was a small potted plant next to one set of chairs, and a tiny tree in the corner next to the other set. \"I assume this is the waiting room for his office?\"\n\n\"Bingo. Being so high up, the guy gets his own floor and everything,\" Nbowa explained. \"Enjoy seeing it while it lasts, because you won't be seeing it often, I can assure you. We're just here for debriefing.\"\n\nDavid thought that having an office like this to himself one day might be awfully nice, but he didn't want to get lost in dreams of grandeur, either. He had a plan, and acting on it might mean the end of his military career. \"C'mon in boys, door's open,\" came a raspy voice through a speaker above the only door in the room, one that David hadn't noticed before as it blended in with the rest of the walls.\n\nNbowa approached the door first and it opened without being touched. The door was controlled from the other side by a small control panel on the Colonel's desk, along with the fan on the ceiling, the TV that was actually just part of the wall to the right, and the lights as well. \"Good to see you again, sir. This is the new guy, First Lieutenant David Lucas.\"\n\n\"It's an honor to meet you, sir,\" David quickly added.\n\nThe Colonel offered out his paw, and David immediately shook it. He needed to make a good first impression, and a strong one at that. \"A pleasure, Lieutenant. Welcome to Mars! I hope you had an enjoyable flight?\"\n\nDavid nodded. \"Space travel isn't so bad. Makes driving a car seem like a breeze, honestly!\" he joked.\n\n\"Well, you won't have to worry too much about that here. There's not very many cars, and all of them are electric, so they've got a pretty limited range given our limited supplies,\" he explained. \"It's really awfully late, gentlemen. If you don't mind, I'd like you two to just head down to the decontamination area and get yourselves cleaned up. We can pick up the debriefing in the morning.\"\n\n\"All right! Floor two, here I come!\" Nbowa cheered, never even taking the time to sit in one of the two office chairs on the guest side of the desk. \"See you in the morning, Colonel...you coming or what, David?\"\n\n\"Actually, Colonel, if it's okay with you, I'd like to stay and ask you a couple questions first. I promise I won't take more than ten minutes of your time.\"\n\n\"Suit yourself, kid. I'm gonna go get cleaned up,\" Nbowa spoke out of turn and left the office, scooting right into the elevator and sending himself down to the second floor. \n\nColonel Reeve looked up from his desk, his angry, chocolate eyes softening slightly. He was clearly tired, but David had done a poor job of hiding the emotions in his own eyes. \"You definitely look disturbed, son. Take a seat and tell me what you'd like to know.\"\n\n\"I apologize,\" David quickly replied, \"But I don't actually have any questions. Unfortunately, I come bearing accusations.\"\n\n\"Accusations? Of what?\"\n\n\"Captain Lion, sir...he...how can I put this...\"\n\n\"He was more than a little bit friendly to you?\"\n\nDavid blinked. \"Actually, that's kind of where I was going with this, sir. Yes.\"\n\n\"He's been accused more than once of excessive fraternizing, David. However, be that as it may, it's a bit too late for you to turn around and decide you don't want to be on the Orion Colony Post anymore, and even if you could leave, the next military shuttle departing our planet won't be for another two months.\"\n\n\"I'm sorry for not being more clear and forward about this, sir, but it wasn't just that he was being overly friendly to me,\" David continued. \"I'm also not asking to leave the military or my post, sir, but...Captain Lion...molested me. Using the material that we were supposed to be experimenting with on the shuttle to test limits and pliability in zero gravity...he used it as a tool to trap and rape me.\"\n\n\"...David, this is not the way you want to start off your relationship with me. Captain Nbowa Lion has been one of my most trustworthy officers and a damn good pilot for a number of years now, and I can't just hear an accusation like this and take it lightly. You're not making this up?\"\n\n\"No, sir. I'd be willing to submit to further questioning if necessary, but I know how dangerous it can be to accuse a superior officer of such high misconduct without a strong case. I would never have dreamed of saying such things if they didn't happen.\"\n\nColonel Reeve sighed. He rested his forehead in one paw and closed his eyes, already feeling the onset of a headache just from the news. \"I hate to ask such a private question, Lieutenant, but do you have any...physical evidence of this, as it were?\"\n\n\"What's left of the physical evidence will likely be removed when I'm decontaminated, sir.\"\n\n\"Damn it,\" Colonel Reeve interjected. \"All right kid, here's the deal. You're not the first person to accuse Captain Lion of excessive sexual contact, but all of the others who made their accusations dropped them a short time thereafter, and all of them ended up getting along with him just fine. To be honest, one accusation is a coincidence, two is a sign, and three makes it a pattern...I've been mulling this over in my head for years now, but I haven't wanted to acknowledge or believe that it might be possible that any of the bad things ever said about him would be true...\"\n\n\"You can't be serious, sir...you've really let this go more than once? This [b]whole[/b] time?\"\n\n\"David, it's extremely difficult getting officers to come here to Mars. It's even more difficult to get them to make return trips back and forth between the planets, because the work is arduous and you have to give up so many things in your life. Family, friends, relationships, even hobbies start to go out the window when your time is so completely consumed by space travel, and Nbowa has been the best of the best for the past five years....I had hoped it was all a joke or a lie, I [b]really[/b] had...but I won't ignore it any longer, David. Inform the inspecting officers downstairs that you need to make a deposit of a particular material for evidence purposes when you're preparing for decontamination. I'll call the Court Marshall tonight and we'll arrange to have a hearing first thing tomorrow. Consider the debriefing canceled, and David...?\"\n\n\"Yes, sir?\"\n\n\"Thank you for finally having the balls to step up and confirm what I'd been worrying about happening on my space shuttles all this time. I'll see to it that something is done about this immediately.\"\n\nDavid was beyond relieved, and couldn't help a confident smirk as he thought of Nbowa facing a trial he would almost certainly lose. Vengeance was finally going to be his.\n\n**\n\nAfter a thorough washing and a terrible night of sleep, dismayed by the horrid scent of the chemicals used to clean any living, earthly organism from his body, David Lucas awoke to a frightening sight.\n\n\"You. Little. Fucking. Snitch.\" \n\nA wide, angry set of fangs bore down on David like the mouth of a hungry dragon, eager to eat the princess he'd been savoring. \"Good morning, Captain. Or is that not an appropriate title for you anymore?\"\n\nTiny drops of saliva dangled and fell from Nbowa's whiskers, splattering on David's face. \"You know [b]damn[/b] well that it won't be after this trial passes!\"\n\n\"Then maybe you should have thought about what you were doing on that shuttle, Captain. What on earth made you think you had the right to force yourself on me like that? How could you openly and knowingly rape someone who was going to have evidence of the entire thing?!\"\n\n\"You weren't complaining about it at the end,\" Nbowa replied. \"Hell, you weren't even complaining about it after the first incident! Just like every other time before, I thought you were another little sub who would open up to the idea once you'd been shown how wonderful life could be under my heel. Everyone else has stayed here on Mars and been more than happy with the outcome of our interactions, so what the hell makes [i]you[/i] so special?\"\n\n\"Because I'm a person with feelings and emotions like everyone else!\" David snapped back, putting his paws into Nbowa's chest and pushing him off. \"And as much as you may be used to striking gold and getting paired up with 'little subs,' I'm an alpha wolf who doesn't like to be crossed or played around with!\"\n\nNbowa picked himself up off the floor and groaned, his paws curled into tight, seething fists of anger as he looked down upon the man who was sure to cause his demotion. \"Maybe you shouldn't have tried to act like you liked it, then. Maybe you should have just been honest with me from the very beginning, David.\"\n\n\"Don't you [b]dare[/b] try to spin this back around on me,\" David snarled. \"And there was no need for me to express anything to you! What you did was wrong regardless!\"\n\n\"You still could have told me. All of this could have been avoided.\"\n\n\"I don't think so, Captain. Either way, I was a lower ranking officer who didn't want to run the risk of being thrown under the bus by a superior he wasn't sure he could trust. I put up with the torture as the means to an end, and keeping my position in the military took precedence over everything else, even you doing your damnedest to destroy my body.\"\n\n\"I could care less about your body now,\" Nbowa replied. \"You've just destroyed my career.\"\n\n\"[b]Good.[/b]\"\n\n\"I was going to take you under my wing. Show you the ropes of the planet, show you the easy ways to get ahead in the military and make a good life for yourself here,\" Nbowa said, his voice laden with regret. \"Now? I hope the court-martial eats you alive, kid.\"\n\nDavid rolled out of his bed and wrapped a powerful paw around Nbowa's neck, squeezing tight. It came as a shock to the lion; he'd never really been on the receiving end of David's assault, and he had no idea how powerful and spry the young wolf really was. \"Listen here, dipshit. You're getting demoted, perhaps discharged and arrested. I don't care if you don't get your happy ending this time, and I don't care what you [i]would[/i] have done for me. All that matters at this point is what you did, and as far as I'm concerned, as long as you pay for it, I don't care what else happens to you.\"\n\nNbowa gripped David's forearm tight with both of his paws, finding it took almost his full force to break away from the grasp. \"Y-y...you're an idiot!\" he exclaimed, stuttering as his lungs filled with air once again. \"Do you have [b]any[/b] idea what you're getting yourself into? You don't have the concrete evidence you need, and taking down a superior officer is a surefire way to damage your military career!\"\n\n\"I can live on a low ranking officer's salary,\" David retorted. \"Beyond that, your DNA is on file here, and when they match it up to the sample they extracted from my tailhole yesterday...\"\n\n\"...You son of a-\"\n\n\"STOP RIGHT THERE, BOTH OF YOU!\"\n\nThe exchange had grown so heated that neither David nor Nbowa noticed the MPs kicking in the door to the temporary holding area. Several armed guards stepped in between the pair quickly, weapons trained on each of the officers. \"Captain Nbowa, First Lieutenant David Lucas, you're both needed down the hall in deliberations, sirs.\"\n\nDavid slowly lowered his arms to his sides, letting out a heavy sigh as he glared across the room. He'd been pushed back to the wall by his bed, and Nbowa had been pushed to the other side of the room, but the temptation was still there for him to go after his abuser. \"Alright. You have my full cooperation.\"\n\n\"Mine as well,\" Nbowa said, though in a gruff tone.\n\nOne of the MPs gestured toward the door and David took the initiative to exit first. He was certain by now that he was in the clear, and as the guards escorted him down the hallway to the small, makeshift courtroom where he found Colonel Reeve and a judge waiting, he became even more confident of the fact. \n\n\"Lieutenant, take a seat. This is going to be a quick trial, so try not to get too comfortable.\"\n\nWith a small bottle of DNA evidence on the table and a few different flash drives containing video footage of the supposed rapes sitting upon the table in front of him, David waited patiently for deliberations to begin.\n\n**\n\n\"As you may well know, the military has taken great steps forward in the past few decades in allowing our alternatively minded citizens join and serve in all branches of their choosing, and given the nature of that fact, if the behavior exhibited appeared to be more of the consensual nature, we would simply overlook these events presented and assume that you two had developed a relationship during the course of space travel. However, given the evidence left behind and the ability of First Lieutenant David Lucas to match up the stories he told to particular footage without having to see it, and his appearance in the videos matching that of a person who is not able to consent to a sexual relationship, we must believe that he is telling the truth in his accounts, and that the evidence has made it clear that Captain Nbowa Lion is indeed guilty of sexual assault and rape.\"\n\nDavid knew it was wrong for him to smile at a moment like this. There were very few people present in the makeshift courtroom at the time of the verdict, and many of them were former shipmates with Nbowa, all of their eyes like daggers ready to pierce David right through the heart. \n\nStill, he couldn't help a shit-eating grin as the judge continued to speak.\n\n\"However, given the long and well-standing service of Captain Lion during his military tenure and the fact that Lieutenant Lucas did almost nothing to dissuade his assailant when he was physically ready and able to do so, thus making it extremely difficult to determine all of the sexual interactions herein as rapes or assaults, it is the decision of this court to find Captain Nbowa Lion guilty as charged, and sentence him to time already served, and demote him to the rank of Second Lieutenant, with all previous honors in service stripped.\"\n\nDavid couldn't believe his ears, but he couldn't open his mouth to speak. After all of the evidence that was presented and all of the information that was confirmed to be true, Nbowa was still getting off with what David considered nothing more than a slap on the wrist.\n\nA gavel banging on the pulpit made the decision official. \"All rise!\"\n\nCourt adjourned without any further words, but already, thoughts were seething through both the minds of David and Nbowa at how they were going to make things right, not in the eyes of the law, but in their own eyes.\n\n\"Colonel, sir,\" David spoke the moment that the judge had left the room, \"This can't be allowed to stand. Nbowa raped me. He needs to be placed in jail like anyone else who did the same thing!\"\n\nColonel Reeve looked upon his lieutenant with a disdain in his eyes. \"Perhaps you thought I was joking when I said that Captain Lion was one of my best shuttle pilots, but it was no joke. Finding people who are willing to give up entire decades of their lives for the betterment of two different planets is an extremely difficult task, and for whatever reason, he was up to it every single time that duty called. I can't justify what happened to you, David, but the fact remains that Captain Lion has done an immeasurable service not just to the people on Mars, but to those on Earth. I simply couldn't allow what happened between the two of you to put an end to one of the most illustrious military careers in recent history.\"\n\n\"To [b]hell[/b] with his career!\" David jabbed. \"I don't care what he's done for people in the past, this is what he did to me in the present!\"\n\n\"And what about the future?\"\n\n\"What about it?\"\n\n\"Everyone has their demons about them, David, and you're no exception. I don't know why Captain Lion did what he did. I can't explain it, and I also can't make right everything that he did wrong to you, but I can assure you that regardless of his rank, the potential that man has for good is no less than it was when he started taking shuttles back and forth between the planets. I'm not going to let that potential go to waste, and frankly, you're going to help me achieve that.\"\n\n\"You [i]can't[/i] be serious, sir.\"\n\n\"Dead serious, Lieutenant. We'll get you all checked in to your living quarters here on Mars, and as of tomorrow morning, Captain Lion, following his demotion, will be working directly under you at the Orion Colony Post.\"\n\nNow that, David hadn't seen coming.\n\n[i]Perhaps I can make the best of a bad situation after all,[/i] David thought. \"And he will be following my direct orders?\"\n\n\"Yes, although, given the circumstances of how you two came to trade places, it is my expectation that you not make any orders with the intention of berating or belittling Captain Lion. He's already been notified that he is to report everything from the Orion Colony Post to me directly, both as a means of making sure that nothing happens to you again, but also that nothing happens to him.\"\n\nThe small gathering of furs that came to see the trial was surrounding Nbowa on the other side of the makeshift courtroom, and still, all of them were glaring defiantly at David, like a pack of wild animals ready to attack him at any given moment. \"I'll do my best to only give orders as an officer should, sir.\"\n\n\"I have no doubt that you will,\" Colonel Reeve replied. \"Otherwise, Nbowa wouldn't have picked you to come along on the space program in the first place.\"\n\n\"...Nbowa picked me?\"\n\n\"He was one of the officers in charge of the decision, yes. He felt that you had a genuine desire to help the people of Mars and advance the future of the planet. Do both of us a favor and try to prove his instincts were right.\"\n\nDavid swallowed down a tiny pill of guilt and nodded. \"I'll do my best, sir.\"\n\nThe Colonel stepped away and left the makeshift courtroom, and as he did, Nbowa's posse followed closely behind. \"Try not to fuck this one up, kid. Ruining my career is one thing. Ruining this planet isn't something I'll allow you to do, whether or not you're giving orders,\" Nbowa shot, as he was left alone with David.\n\n\"Just be ready to follow orders for once, and if I tell you to get your paws off of me, get your damn paws off of me.\"\n\n\"If it wasn't the will of the Colonel, you don't want to know what I'd do to you if I got my paws on you.\"\n\n\"Too bad you'll never find out.\"\n\nNbowa turned his shoulder to his soon-to-be superior and stepped out of the room. \"Not anytime soon, lucky for you.\"\n\nDavid snarled, his fangs clenched tightly together, so much that they started to grind. \"Just wait until we start working tomorrow, lion. It's your turn to be the 'little sub.'\"\n\n**\n\nMilitary based living quarters on Mars weren't exactly the most luxurious thing. \n\nAs far as David was concerned, they were downright awful.\n\nGone were the bright white walls with blue accents and trim, making everything seem so alive and modern. Here to replace them were boring, grey walls and equally boring, equally grey floors, despite the fact that the floor was just polished concrete, and the walls were painted. Officers were given their own rooms, but they were nothing to call home about; just a small bedroom with a bed sized to match, a desk in the corner for personal effects (which David brought none of,) and a tiny window that overlooked the cityscape on the other side of the giant glass wall.\n\n\"I feel like locking Nbowa in here would have been a more fitting punishment. This place may as well be a jail cell.\"\n\nDavid shook it off. He wasn't going to let his unfortunate history with the lion bring his day down. Stark naked and admiring his own figure, David started unpacking the uniform that made him feel special above anything else. Dark, navy blue slacks and a blazer to match, with a lighter blue dress shirt to wear underneath, David Lucas wore his officer's uniform as well as anyone else he knew, and as he buttoned up his shirt and donned the blazer, he regained the confidence that he'd been missing for the entirety of his time spent in space. \n\nHe was no longer just some puny, low ranking officer who was hopeful just to make it to Mars with his military career in tact.\n\nHe was now the powerful, confident wolf that he appeared to be, and his uniform, clean, decorated and clinging to every inch of his muscular figure, was his own way of proudly displaying that fact. \"All right. Let's go show that lion who's really the boss around here.\"\n\nAs if David needed any kind of a boost to his confidence at this point, the fact that he was going to be taking over a command post was a huge deal to him, and instead of just being the officer working directly under another, fate had conspired for the roles to be changed, and now, he was the top dog, quite literally. He moved like he was the top dog, taking a long, powerful strides as he exited his jail-cell housing and locked the door behind him. He wore the attitude of a top dog, keeping his chest puffed out and his shoulders broad as he took the elevator down from base housing and walked through one of many lobbies on the base, this one in particular had an elevator that would take him back up a ways until he was nearly as high as anyone could go in the dome that contained the Orion Colony. \n\n\"Good morning, Lieutenant Lucas. The Colonel is upstairs waiting for you,\" said a calm, polite voice. David looked down to see a desk in front of the elevator, and sitting at the desk was a chipper, over-dressed little calico cat. Her name tag read \"Willington,\" and she made sure to smile up at David, ignoring her computer for the moment. \n\n\"Thank you, miss. And you are?\"\n\n\"Rebecca Willington, sir. Former Private First Class, now working the desk as a civil service job.\"\n\n\"Always good to see people continuing to serve after they put their guns down,\" David replied, smiling back at Rebecca as he approached the elevator and waved his paw in front of the blue arrow pointing upwards. The lobby, just like all of the elevators and almost every part of the base except for base housing was pure, stark white with blue accents. \"Hope you have a good day, Rebecca,\" David replied, as the door closed behind him and he looked for a button to press. There was none.\n\n[i]Retinal Scan Engaged.[/i]\n\nDavid looked around, but he found no source for the noise. A small, mechanical arm lowered from the ceiling and steadied his head, and he did his best not to panic as a small light scanned over his eyes. [i]Retinal Scan Complete. Welcome, Lieutenant Lucas.[/i]\n\nPressure suddenly rocked the lieutenant as the elevator skyrocketed, ascending at a rapid rate towards the top of the dome. For a moment, David actually felt a fear for his life, as he couldn't imagine the elevator stopping before it reached the dome and shot him out through the ceiling like a rocket, but within seconds, the elevator noticeably decelerated and David felt his organs settling back into place, just in time for the elevator door to open. \"You're right on time, Lieutenant, just as I expected. Your underling actually arrived to work early, though.\"\n\nColonel Reeve was waiting inside the room with now-demoted Second Lieutenant Lion, something that David had been both looking forward to and regretting from the very beginning, but his mind was racing before he had a chance to decide if he was happy or angry. The room wasn't overly large; perhaps the size of an average living room, but it was three stories tall, and on each floor, different machines waited to be manned. Large, crystal clear screens adorned each computer, the images on them changing periodically as David scanned them with his eyes. The far wall of the room was actually just a giant window, and David theorized that this particular room of the base was built into the glass wall itself. \n\n\"Welcome to the observatory, Lieutenant Lucas. This will be your place of business for the next three or four years, so hopefully the wonder I can see in your eyes doesn't fade anytime soon.\"\n\n\"Don't think that it will, sir,\" David replied as he stepped into the observatory and the door closed behind him. \"What on Earth is all of this?\"\n\n\"What on Mars,\" The Colonel corrected. \"This area is the observatory of the Orion Mars Colony. Because the society we monitor isn't technically up to speed with a proper police and fire department, it becomes the duty of the military to maintain order until society catches up, and frankly, it'll be a long time before we're safely able to shut this operation down.\"\n\nDavid wrinkled his brow. \"Wait a minute...I thought I'd been brought up here to Mars in order to take over command of an important research post?\"\n\n\"You guys aren't doing the research directly; you're monitoring it,\" Colonel Reeve explained. \"Outside of that giant, clear wall, Mars may look like a beautiful and futuristic city waiting to be explored, but I can assure you that it's a prime example of all things not being what they seem...as much as it may disappoint me to say it, some of the research that occurred as recently as your flight is likely to be stolen and used against us, in some way.\"\n\n\"I...don't understand.\"\n\n\"This is what I was warning you about preparing you for,\" Nbowa cut in. \"Part of the reason that it's so difficult to get people on board with Mars missions in the first place is because of the distance from Earth, but it's even harder to get guys to come back, because they find that the little red planet isn't everything that it's cut out to be. The news back on Earth only shows the progress that we're making and the incredible leaps forward we're taking in science. It doesn't show the hardship and trial that goes into making that progress happen, and there's really quite a bit of that.\"\n\n\"So Mars isn't all sunshine and rainbows. I could have expected that,\" David replied, though there was no effort to hide his disappointment. \"How is that relevant to me?\"\n\n\"Your job is going to be joining Lieutenant Lion in keeping a close eye on the city to make sure that no military technology, no weapons and no drugs are being moved through the city. Furthermore, you're to do your best to monitor local activity on these monitors to minimize crime, violence and rebellion. We need to keep order on the planet if we have any intention of continuing to move forward with our scientific research.\"\n\nDavid felt his stomach sink into his shoes. [i]This is what the world is like here? Military forces spying on people and using advanced weapons and technology to keep them from acting out of line?[/i] \"Sir, you have to understand that this...this isn't [i]exactly[/i] what I was expecting...much less what I signed up for.\"\n\n\"Welcome to the military, kid. You know how many guys were told they were going to work on helicopters in Vietnam that got handed assault rifles and were told to shoot everyone that wasn't a friendly? These things happen all the time, Lieutenant Lucas.\"\n\n\"But this isn't...progress. This is attempted slavery.\"\n\n\"That's what they all say on the first day,\" Colonel Reeve replied as he stepped out of the observatory. \"A couple days of this job will [b]definitely[/b] change your mind.\"\n\nIt was a horribly disappointing prospect for David to come to grips with, but he was already on base and was months away from any kind of a possible return trip, and given how difficult it was to get Nbowa indicted for his crimes, he couldn't imagine trying to convince Colonel Reeve to send him back to Earth.\n\n\"He's right, you know.\"\n\nNbowa was already sitting down in front of one of the large monitors, quietly munching on a piece of fruit that he'd brought with from his own residency. \"About what?\"\n\n\"It gets easier with time. You have to see how the people here act and interact before what we're doing makes any degree of sense or sounds even remotely justified, but most guys get it after just a couple of hours. Mars is a rough place, kid.\"\n\n\"You can address me as Lieutenant or sir,\" David scoffed, \"But if you continue calling me 'kid,' I'm gonna break my boot off in your ass and [b]then[/b] send you crying to Colonel Reeve!\"\n\nNbowa sighed and rolled his eyes. It seemed that reasoning with David was going to be pointless. \"Alright, sir. You may be my superior, but I still need to run you through the logistics of what exactly it is that we do here.\"\n\n\"All right,\" David said, stepping over to Nbowa's work station. \"Get me up to speed.\"\n\n\"We have eyes on almost every street corner and walkway. If something illegal is going on, it's not a matter of us knowing about it or not, it's just how long it takes us to find out, and how quickly we can effectively neutralize the situation. As the officers in charge of military defense, it is up to us, and us alone to determine whether or not a threat is real, the degree of said threat it if is real, and the amount of military force that needs to be applied in order to take care of things. In most instances, we like to avoid physical confrontations whenever possible, and further, we like to avoid having to arm the troops before sending them out, but we often do it as a precaution.\"\n\n\"About how often does all of this stuff actually happen, really?\"\n\n\"We update our numbers all the time,\" Nbowa explained. \"Literally every single crime that we can catch on tape is documented, and those statistics are constantly being compiled on these computers so we have a general idea of what kind of police force we'll need when the colony is finally entirely self-sustaining.\"\n\nDavid looked at the monitor in front of Nbowa, and watched as it changed scenes every fifteen seconds. He felt a deep relief in that so far, he hadn't seen anything he'd have to act on. The burden of such an authority was suddenly more than he'd asked for. \"And I suppose that with all of this responsibility comes the authority to issue a kill order if necessary?\"\n\nNbowa nodded. \"We hate to ever have it come to that, but the fact of the matter is that sometimes people put themselves in a position where we have to treat them as a threat to be eliminated for the greater good. It's extremely rare, but it's also an unfortunate reality.\"\n\n\"Shit.\"\n\nBeing powerful and in control always appealed to David, but it was never something that he exercised over people who couldn't control their own situation. It was one thing when someone could fight back or ignore David, but now, all he had to do was make the call, and people could die at his discretion. Nothing about that sat well with him. \"Think you can handle it?\" Nbowa asked.\n\n\"Don't really have much of a choice now.\"\n\nDavid sat at the monitor next to Nbowa and watched it diligently, feeling bored and displeased with his job almost as quickly as he had with the experiments on the shuttle before. He couldn't blame Nbowa for being cold and stonewalling him, but it turned out that at least slightly, he was reading the lion all wrong.\n\n\"Listen,\" Nbowa started, \"No one likes this job on the first day, but you find your reason and rationalize exactly what it is that makes you think this is for the greater good. That's what I did, and that's what everyone who held that position before you did, too. I told you there were things I was going to prepare you for, but you didn't really give me the chance.\"\n\n\"We're really nothing more than contract killers at this point, Nbowa,\" David argued. \"And regardless of what happened on the shuttle, there's nothing you could have said to me or done that would have prepared me for this.\"\n\n\"Before you did what you did, I was at least going to try.\" \n\n\"Still don't feel bad about it. Sorry.\"\n\n\"I'm not asking you to. Just saying that I could have helped you deal with this.\"\n\n\"And why can't you still?\"\n\nNbowa didn't have an answer for that.\n\n\"I'm your commanding officer now. If there is [b]anything[/b] you think you can do to assist me, then you'd better do it, because I won't hesitate to report your ass for insubordination.\"\n\n\"Do you know what usually helps people calm down after their first day on a stressful job like this?\"\n\n\"Going out and doing what we worry some of them might do?\"\n\n\"...No. I was thinking more along the lines of getting a drink.\"\n\n[i]Well I could've thought of that,[/i] David thought.\n\n\"C'mon, sir. First one will be on me. Sounds like I have a lot of work to do if I'm gonna make all of this right.\"\n\n[i]...Ah, what the hell.[/i]\n\n\"Alright, Lion. Just be mindful that I can be a very mean drunk.\"\n\n**\n\nThe night life in the Orion Colony on Mars was nothing to scoff at, and it had a little something for everyone.\n\nBright lights paved the path for nightly drinkers, guiding them on their way to their next mouthful of alcohol during the simulated night. Up and down the entertainment district of Orion, a variety of different establishments could be found, ranging from a rave club that was right out of the 90's, to a whiskey and piano bar that could easily pass for being from the 1920's. Somewhere in the middle of affluence and poverty was Stanley's Tavern, an establishment where bar fights were prone to erupt without warning due to the intoxicated customers.\n\n\"Fuckin' asshole lion! All ya hadda do was just apologize for whadya did, and nonna this woulda had to happen!\"\n\nA bar stool being tossed wasn't an uncommon sight at Stanley's Tavern, and this one in particular was aimed, albeit poorly, at the newly demoted Nbowa. David, it seemed, was being completely honest about his being an angry drunk.\n\n\"David, get a hold of yourself!\" Nbowa growled back, lunging forward and grasping the powerful wolf around his wrists. \"I know you [i]think[/i] you want an easy way off this planet, but if this is the way you go about it, you're gonna be pretty upset when you face jail time back on Earth!\"\n\nFoolishly drunk and completely headstrong, David easily shook Nbowa off and grabbed his shirt, pushing him backwards despite the lion pushing back against him with both legs. The timing couldn't have been anymore perfect; security was getting ready to toss the both of them right before David pushed his adversary out the backdoor and into the alleyway behind the bar. The place was deserted, save for a couple dumpsters, and that would be plenty enough cover from view for David to exact whatever revenge he wanted. \"You still dun feel any remorse?\" he asked, slurring his words as he tossed Nbowa down to his haunches in a graceless wobble. \"[b]Still[/b] no apology?\"\n\nFor the first time since he'd met David, Nbowa actually felt a strong fear for his life. As easy as it seemed to be to mentally break the young wolf, Nbowa was now looking up into the narrowed eyes and snarling jaws of a wolf who had every right to be upset, but he knew this wouldn't stop at a simple little discussion if David had his way. \"Listen, David...You have every right to be upset.\" [i]When brute force fails...[/i]\n\n\"No shit, lion! You think I woulda just taken alla them ass poundings if I had a choice?!\"\n\nNbowa took a moment to calm and gather himself. With a soft, deep breath beforehand, he finally answered, \"Yes.\"\n\nDavid didn't know what hit him. \n\n\"You...you [b]can't[/b] be serious, dude! Why the hell would I just let you do that? I'm an alpha; I was back on Earth, and I'm gonna be one here, starting with you!\"\n\n\"I don't think you are,\" Nbowa replied, trying to maintain an air of calm that defied his inner terror. \"You don't quite get it, David. I know it took a little convincing at first, and if you really didn't enjoy it, then I'm sorry from the bottom of my heart, but I could see a look in your eyes, the very first time that I broke you down...an enjoyment that I hadn't seen from you since we first boarded the shuttle. Maybe being an alpha was what you were used to, but something in your eyes told me that you loved every minute of being dominated...\"\n\nThe mind games were slowing David down, but it was yet to be seen if they would get Nbowa out of a sticky situation. \"It doesn't matter if my body enjoyed it, lion. In my mind, I'm the top dog around here, and now that I outrank you, I ain't takin' orders from you ever again!\"\n\n\"The mind and the body work together in sex, David, not against each other. Every bit of that internal struggle was just your body letting your mind know that it was okay to try something new once in a while!\" Nbowa tried to explain, his paws helplessly wrapped around David's wrists, still trying to pry the wolf away from his chest, but he found his struggles were to no avail. \"If you don't want to take orders from me, that's fine, I can't do anything about it anymore, but you can't deny that deep down, you enjoyed every minute we spent together on that shuttle, and you ruined my career for [b/NOTHING![/b]\"\n\nThe last words, barked aloud from Nbowa, finally made David loosen his grip just a little. Even then, the desperate lion couldn't escape, but at least he could feel hesitation in David's touch. \"You...you don't know that.\"\n\n\"Then why didn't you deny it as easily as before?\"\n\n\"I...because I...\"\n\nClaws that had torn right through Nbowa's shirt and were leaving dark red marks on his chest finally released and pulled back, and Nbowa thudded down gently against the ground as David took a half step back. The lion sprung up to his paws as he could see the conflict in David's eyes, one that he knew would exist, drunk or not. \"You can admit it, David. You just love being chained to the wall while I pound your tight little ass.\"\n\n\"No I fucking don't!\" David shot back angrily, reaching out to grab Nbowa again, but the clumsy wolf was betrayed by his drunken state and Nbowa easily spun around him, and with incredible dexterity, the lion drew forth a small tool from his pocket and made a small arc around David's wrist as he whiffed his attack and his paw landed on the solid, concrete wall of the building next to him. When David tried to pull it back, he found it completely impossible.\n\n\"Yes, you do, David, but apparently you need me to remind you of that,\" Nbowa chided, the fear flushed from his body and expression as his lips curled in an almost sarcastically confident grin. \"Being a little inebriated gave you the courage to fight back and try to pretend that you're still an alpha, but the fact of the matter is that the moment you entered my world, you became my bitch, and no matter how far you outrank me, or how much stronger you are than I am, it'll never change the fact that you're best served as my personal fucktoy.\"\n\nDavid struggled with all of his might, veins popping up along his arm as he tensed every muscle he could against his restraints, but it was already occurring to him that he'd missed something very important, and he knew that his efforts would be useless. \"How...how did you sneak Flexsteel out so quickly like that?\"\n\n\"Cat-like reflexes, of course!\" \n\n\"...Let me go, Nbowa. Just let me go and I won't report this.\"\n\n\"Not until you admit that this is what you wanted all along, David.\"\n\nThe wolf gritted his fangs together tight, the high-pitched, painful scraping of enamel filling the otherwise desolate alleyway. \"No.\"\n\nNbowa raised a paw. \"Just admit it, David, and I'll be a lot easier on you.\"\n\n\"Nope.\"\n\nNbowa was a bit surprised to hear that it didn't sound like David was being quite so defiant anymore in his denial, as much as he was goading the lion on. \"Last chance, David...\"\n\n\"You really want a wolf to admit that he isn't an alpha, especially to a [b]cat[/b] like you? You better be more forceful than that.\"\n\nDavid's words were a bit muffled by the wall, but as he turned back to look at Nbowa over his shoulder, the lion could see the fangs that were so tightly gritted together were grinning, just the faintest bit, and David's tail was already raised. The mental conflict within the wolf had been resolved, and now, there was only one thing left to be done.\n\n\"Then I'm gonna fuck your ass [i]rotten[/i], right here in this alleyway, and even if we get caught, I'm not stopping until your face is as white as the walls, wolf.\"\n\nA second band of Flexsteel was added to the first, and just like that, David was trapped to the wall by his wrists. Perhaps this didn't make up for the problems he caused for Nbowa, but David already felt a little better inside at the proposition of being made into a bitch once more, and somehow, he felt that the lion just might forgive him after all was said and done. \"Like I'd let you?\"\n\n\"Like you have a choice,\" Nbowa reminded him. The sheer naughty, dirty feel of taking someone in the alleyway behind a bar where they could easily be caught was a huge turn on for both males, and as Nbowa shed his trademark red shorts and kicked them aside, David groaned as he felt his cock springing to life, still restrained by his jeans. \"If you keep on being a smartass, I'll find a use for the Flexsteel that I promise you won't like.\"\n\n\"Dare I ask?\" David inquired, wincing at the feeling of his throbbing manhood trying desperately to dig through the front of his jeans, but having nowhere to go, the flesh simply pulsed in discomfort. \"Or are you just going to do it anyway?\"\n\n\"Sounds almost like you want it a bit too much. This isn't about your enjoyment, wolf, it's about [b]mine[/b],\" Nbowa reminded his specimen. \"Though the thought of seeing your poor cock trapped in the gates of hell is an intriguing idea!\"\n\n\"The gates of hell...?\"\n\nNbowa chuckled. More and more, the lion was finding just how vanilla this supposed alpha wolf was, and the thoughts of what new sexual adventures he could introduce David to over time started flooding his mind as warmth flooded his crotch, and his thick, stiff manhood brushed along David's raised tail. \"A little slut who would raise his tail so easily would probably love it. Perhaps I'll have to introduce you to it after all.\"\n\nA loud, painful sounding [b]RIIIIIIIP[/b] tore through the air as Nbowa's claws dug into and tore apart the back of David's jeans, exposing the tightly puckered tailhole that Nbowa was more than ready to wreck, and the back of David's sack, tightened up and nearly as hard as his cock. Nbowa reached in and tugged the length backwards, but was dismayed to find his target fully engorged. \"Can't really use the gates on you if you're already hard, David. Guess I'll have to improvise!\"\n\n\"Improvise?\" David asked, feeling a moment of true nerves just before a pain he didn't expect, as Nbowa tugged hard on the stiff member and held it taut. His other paw crafted a small circle of Flexsteel around the base and expertly shrunk it down until it was ready to be zapped, and instantly, David felt a soft pain, but a great discomfort. \"Nnngh! What th-the hell is [b]that[/b]?!\"\n\n\"A nice, tight ring to suspend your cock in it's current state. And add one here...\" Nbowa paused, drawing a second ring around the base of the sack to keep it taut, as well, immediately bulging it, \"Now, even if you orgasm, you won't be too happy about it when all of your seed starts backing up inside of you. Can't let you have too much fun, can we?\"\n\nDavid was finally starting to settle in a bit and trust Nbowa. He was finally starting to think that maybe this would actually be fun for him. He was even starting to sober up. At what felt like a vice grip on his whole crotch, he sobered up awfully fast. \"Please...don't...don't make me cum, then...\"\n\n\"As if I'd let you off the hook that easy,\" Nbowa replied through a devilish grin. \"You're going to cum for me, little wolf, and you're going to wear that messy stain all the way back up to your living quarters, but not until I've had mine, first...any guess where it's going?\"\n\nDavid gulped at the idea. \"Wherever you want, lion,\" he replied obediently.\n\n\"Good answer,\" Nbowa praised him, \"But to give you a hint, if you go saving it to show off to the courts again, you won't be able to walk for a week.\"\n\nDavid knew just what the lion had in mind now, and even if he'd been hellbent on stopping it, he could do literally nothing but take it. The very thought of that was suddenly a turn on for him. \"I wouldn't dare show a soul, unless you told me to,\" he said, showing off how truly mentally broken he was, once more.\n\nNbowa lifted his length and let it gently slap down on David's rear end, making the wolf jump forward a little bit at the promise of what was to come. \"Once I think you're ready, maybe I'll put you on a public display, but first thing's first, little wolf. It's time to settle the score.\"\n\nThe pace picked up quickly as Nbowa showed off just how confident he was that things were going to go his way by gathering up a tiny bottle of lube from his shorts. He squirted a small dab onto David's tight pucker, and then, drizzled a trail of it over his own length and gently worked the slick fluid into his flesh. David huffed and gasped as he felt the thick, full head of Nbowa's member pressing hard against his backside, but after several months of sharing such close quarters with the lion, David's body was more than ready to accept his shaft once again, and certainly not for the last time. The penetration was swift and fluid, with Nbowa hilting David in just one thrust, the alleyway coming alive with the scent of sex and a quiet, naughty [i]shclick[/i]. Desperate to put on a good show and performance for his alpha, David clenched his tailhole tight around the intruding cock and milked it with his inner muscles, desperate now to please Nbowa and make up for being so disobedient.\n\nGritted fangs tried to hide a gasping moan, but David couldn't keep it in. He relished in the delight of having his tailhole fucked, and even found a new pleasure in the slight, discomforting pain as his length pulsed helplessly against the Flexsteel. \"Oooh, damn! [b]Nbowa[/b], that feels so fucking good...nn...I need more...\"\n\n\"Guess it couldn't hurt to reward you a little bit, since you're finally learning your place,\" Nbowa commented, denying David the moans that he so desperately wished to hear, but a loud, painful [b]SMACK[/b] as Nbowa's paw swatted down hard on David's ass was just as great a sound, perhaps even better to his ears. Claws dug in tight and Nbowa grabbed on, pumping his cock in and out feverishly as he felt David's tight passage adjusting to the pace. \"But if you keep on squeezing me like that, you're gonna be a cream-filled fucktoy any minute now, and I might not let you finish!\"\n\nBeing able to finish still sounded like more of a punishment to David, as his cock made feeble, throbbing attempts to free itself, but his body was finally working with his mind to embrace the pleasure of being dominated, and nothing was going to keep him from a climax now. The harsh, stinging sound of a sack slapping against his ass with each thrust, the delightfully pleasurable pain of claws dug deep into his wanting flesh, and the unbelievably full feeling that came from being pounded so hard all worked together in a sexual alchemy, and the result of it all was an impending orgasm that David couldn't ignore. \n\n\"I ca-can't help it!\" David managed to speak through gasping breaths, his eyes wincing tight as a fresh wave of pleasure washed across every nerve ending in his body when Nbowa finally hit in just deep enough to brush along his prostate, just for a fleeting, yet powerful moment. David bit his lip hard to try and distract himself from some of the pleasure, but it was no use, and he knew it well, and it seemed Nbowa could feel it. The pace grew relentless as Nbowa fucked his little toy hard, firmly and fully re-establishing himself as the alpha in their unusual, yet enjoyable relationship. \"You're tearing me up, lion...and I [b]love[/b] it...\"\n\nThe last thing David expected in that moment was that Nbowa would stop, so when the lion yielded in his thrusts, David flattened his ears to his head and turned back to face him. \"Then you better beg for me to finish, little bitch wolf...I'm awfully close, but I want to to beg for it...and tell me one more time just how badly you've wanted this all along.\"\n\nIt was one last mind game from Nbowa, but one that David was a willing vector for now. Perhaps one last flame of pride burned within him, to try and turn the tables on the lion who was ravaging him and put him against the wall, but the overwhelming flood of desire that he felt to be taken, used and abused by his captor easily doused whatever was left, and along with his pride went his inhibitions. \"I don't want it anymore, master...I [b]need[/b] it. I need you to fuck me as hard as you can, now, and whenever you want, no matter where we are or what we're doing...\"\n\nThe words were slowly cut off by Nbowa gripping David around the neck from behind, not hard enough to choke him, but enough to halt his voice. \"And how long have you wanted this?\"\n\n\"Since...since the moment I first laid eyes on you...I wanted you to show me what it really meant to be a predator...\"\n\nIt was remiss to think that David had fully given up his pride now, as much as he'd simply let Nbowa have it as a gift to his new owner. Nbowa couldn't feel even a hint of resistance as he inserted his length gently one more time, and as precum started to drool from the tip, David murred deeply from his throat and swished his tail in delight. \"That's all I needed to hear. Good boy.\"\n\nThe final two words hung around David's ears with the weight of a pair of large earrings, but they weren't a burden anymore; they were a compliment, and the perfect compliment to a series of hard, short thrusts by Nbowa, who felt his own tummy tightening as he couldn't fight his orgasm any longer. \"Is my master going to grace me with his cum?\" David asked, his breathing picking up into quick, desperate pants as precum from his own length drizzled down over the Flexsteel cage that kept him from truly achieving release.\n\nPerhaps the most gracious act of the evening wasn't the apologies from either side, David conceding his will, or Nbowa accepting David as his pet once more, but rather, the very moment that Nbowa could feel a tight, vice-like grip from David's tailhole, he used the tool to release the canine's pent cock, granting David his orgasm in perfect time with his own, a fresh splash of cum soaking the wall in front of David as he howled into the air with pleasure, all while Nbowa grinned a wide, fang-filled grin and pumped his pet to the brim with strand after strand of thick, warm, sticky seed. The excess juices started to spill down David's thighs as his tailhole reached capacity, and the sensation drove another spike of pleasure through his body as he writhed uncontrollably in his makeshift shackles, his body contracting tight around his master's cock as he rode out perhaps the most complete orgasm that he'd ever known.\n\n\"Think you've...finally learned your place?\" Nbowa asked through raspy breaths, pulling his cock free and spilling his seed down over David's sack, some excess even dripping to the street as David's tailhole gaped in front of the lion, well-used and still clenching.\n\nDavid was a fast learner, at the very least. \"I suppose I could use...ah...another lesson later on tonight. I've got a lot to learn about living here on Mars, right?\" he replied, trying hard to catch his own breath as his chest rose and fell rapidly from the exhausting orgasm.\n\nNbowa didn't offer any verbal reply, but simply gave a teasing grin, his mind already flooded with thoughts of what they could do at his apartment later on that night.\n\n**\n\n\"We've got a robbery in progress down on Polaris at the electronics store! Suspects appear to be unarmed, but are being extremely aggressive with employees! They could need military assistance, what's your call, sir?\"\n\nThings were really starting to settle into place for David, now that he'd spent a couple months on Mars. In the first couple days, he found himself ready to leave at his first opportunity, but a fateful night in an alleyway behind what was now his favorite tavern had changed all of that, and even though he was still Nbowa's commanding officer, things at home were a little different. \n\n\"How many suspects?\" David asked.\n\n\"Three, and they're bogging themselves down with an awful lot of equipment.\"\n\n\"All right, put in an immediate request for a ten man squadron to be dispatched to the scene. Split them into two teams of three and a team of four, and have them approach the building in a T-formation to block off the highest possible number of escape routes.\"\n\nIt turned out that David was still the natural born leader that he thought himself to be, and taking over the command post on the Orion Colony was actually working out great for him. Working directly under Colonel Reeve, who was silent about David's sudden change of heart, but likely knew what caused it, David found himself flourishing in a military capacity despite having no desire to do so when he'd arrived.\n\nOn the monitors in front of them, David and Nbowa watched and sat close to each other as they saw the scene developing, and very quickly, three bands of soldiers approached the electronics store on foot, cornering the suspects from all sides. Nbowa wasn't the least bit surprised that David's plan had worked, and he was thankful for a moment that he ended up being the dominant one their relationship; he could only imagine what a mind like David's could cook up.\n\n\"Looks like we can record that incident and consider the situation neutralized,\" David said, as he stood up and stretched his arms over his head. \"Almost time for our shift to end. Want to grab a drink at Stanley's after we get off tonight?\"\n\n\"Why not before and after?\"\n\nThe clever little joke took David a moment to process, but as his mind switched from military to casual thinking, he curled his lips in a grin and swished his tail in excitement. \"If you think you can handle that much fun, master, you know I'm all for it...\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The cool, solid yet liquid feel of Flexsteel against the wrists of First Lieutenant David Lucas was something he could never really get used to.

"Don't make me wait any longer, Captain...you know I've been starving for your load all day..."

It was almost as difficult for David to get comfortable in his futuristic bondage as it was for his commanding officer, Captain Nbowa, to hold out any longer. "Eyes closed, mouth open, tongue out. You know the drill, David."

He knew it all too well, by now. Only a month earlier, David became yet another victim of what he once believed to be nothing more than the rumors about his captain, but when reality and rumor became one in the same, the voyage between Earth and Mars turned into a living nightmare for David Lucas. Already he was disappointed by the reality of his mission falling far short of his expectations, but when Nbowa first thrust him to the floor and ravaged his body, the emotional roller coaster began.

"Mnn..." David mumbled, as he opened his maw wide and stuck out his long, slick canine tongue. His body was physically ready and willing to give in to Nbowa at any moment, but somewhere in the back of his mind, all along, he'd been keeping a record of every depraved thing that the lion did to him, and plotting his revenge since day one. Every time his tailhole was spread open, every time he was stripped naked and forced to his knees, every time he had to swallow a load of lion seed, he made a note of it, and he wasn't about to let the grudge go easily.

One more reason for revenge was soon to be had, as Nbowa dropped the head of his throbbing length down on the flat of David's tongue, precum oozing off the tip and soaking his taste buds. "Don't make a mess of it this time, or I'll leave you bound to the floor for another two hours!" the lion growled, a devious grin played across his fangs as he grabbed David by the ears and thrusted his hips forward, nearly gagging the poor grey wolf, if not for how experienced he'd become at orally servicing his commanding officer over the last month. "Every drop, David, and don't get any of it back on me."

A garbled, pleading reply was all that David could muster, his eyes winced desperately tight as Nbowa dug his claws into the wolf's headfur and thrusted again, the tip of his length tickling the back of David's throat. Bound to the floor by his calves and his wrists, David was pulled back in the perfect position to give a blowjob, but without his paws, he could do little to control the erratic thrusts coming from the domineering lion above him, and as the first strands of cum burst in his throat, he knew it was just a matter of time before there would be a mess all over the floor.

"That's it, David...nngh...cumming...I'm cumming, David!" Nbowa called out, but it was moments too late, as David worked his throat around the spurting length, enhancing every moment of the lion's orgasm, but no matter how hard he tried or how much he swallowed, he couldn't keep a few stray drops from passing his lips, and quietly, nearly silently, they fell to the floor, but that was all that it took for Nbowa to pass judgment on the abused wolf. "Aaaaaaaand you just couldn't keep it all in, could you? I had hoped after all this time you would be a little more adept at keeping a load down, but it looks like I had a little too much faith in you," Nbowa groaned melodramatically, pulling his cock free from David's muzzle and dragging it along the side to smear it with his fresh seed, mingled with saliva. "Guess you don't mind waiting here for me to clean up, then."

David knew better than to reply; it would only make things worse on him in the long run. His physically defeated body gave in and he swallowed the last of the seed that was poured down his throat, but his mind was still whirling, and like a raging inferno, no matter how much he told himself it was a bad idea to report a superior officer, the flames just wouldn't die down.

Enjoy your shower, little lion. We'll be on Mars in just two days, and then we'll see how you like being treated like a little fucktoy...

**


Pressure disengaged.

"We should be able to depart the shuttle in just a couple minutes, David. Think you're ready for your first excursion onto the red planet?"

David didn't look to his commanding officer. He kept his eyes straight ahead, paws clenched tight to his harness as if the five-point buckles would somehow fail to keep him securely fastened to his seat. Take off and landing were the two most nerve-wracking points of a typical airplane flight for the nervous wolf, so on a space shuttle, that fear was multiplied exponentially. "I'll just be happy to have my paws on the ground and feel some semblance of real gravity again, sir."

"That's what they always say," Nbowa replied, his voice deep and grim, as if to imply some sort of impending challenge on the surface. "Don't worry though. I'm sure you'll love it here once you get used to the little differences you'll experience from living on Earth your whole life."

"Little differences?"

The shuttle is fully sealed to the loading dock. You may now safely depart the shuttle.

Nbowa unclasped all five of his harnesses in a hurry, eager to stretch out his legs after the two hour long docking process. "You'll see what I mean in a moment, trust me."

David released the white knuckle grip on his harnesses and started to undo them slowly. He'd been so on edge about the landing that he didn't realize that the craft had stopped moving almost a half an hour ago. "And you're sure I'll like it here?"

"You were looking for adventure, right?"

"Yes..."

Nbowa rested his paw on his lieutenant's shoulder and smirked down at him. "I'm sure that a young canine like you will run into all kinds of adventure here on Mars, even living a military life. Like I said, things are a little bit different here than they are on Earth."

"How?"

David stood up from his co-pilot seat as the electronics on board the shuttle finally disengaged, the whole ship powering down, accompanied by a sound much like a vacuum turning off slowly in a distant room. The emergency lighting kicked on, illuminating the entire ship in a soft, but alarmingly red glow, and suddenly, David was glad that Nbowa hadn't used that tactic during one of their many sexual exploits across the stars. "You'll just have to find out, I'm afraid. A firsthand experience is always the best way to learn, y'know," Nbowa reminded him.

Still a bit nervous to be around his commanding officer, David made sure that Nbowa was well in front of him before he started to make his way off the ship. A loud KA-KLUNK heralded the exit of the shuttle finally being opened, and from the back end, David could see an unnaturally bright light filling the exit path. "That's one big difference already...I don't think I've ever seen it that bright on Earth before."

"Probably not," Nbowa agreed, as he stepped through the exit and David followed right after him, raising a paw to shield the intense light from his eyes. Already versed in travel between the planets, Nbowa tugged a pair of sunglasses from one of the front pockets on his space suit and put them on, before pulling a second pair and turning to offer them to David. "But they do overcompensate for the lights here in the colonies, since we're further away from the sun, and it takes a bit of getting used to. I didn't figure you'd have brought along your own pair, so I saved these for you."

David was regretful to take anything from the lion. Secretly, he'd been hoping that once he stepped off the shuttle, all of the memories of what sexual torture he'd endured would fade from his mind and he'd be able to pretend that the whole ordeal never happened, but as he finally did take the sunglasses and put them on, seeing Nbowa in a new clarity only made his every memory refresh itself in the front of his mind. "Thanks," he said dryly, taking a moment to inspect the unloading dock.

White. Everything, from the floor, walls and ceiling to the lights and doors were a painfully bright shade of white. The only items of any other distinct chroma were the buttons to open the door on the far wall, one of green and one of red, and a computer console that had black lettering on the white keys, and a video monitor to get in touch with the interior command so that outsiders could gain entry. Being a veteran of the craft, Nbowa walked across the white tiles of the floor without thinking a thing of it and addressed the computer console on the wall, turning on the video monitor and logging in. "This is Captain Nbowa Lion, accompanied by First Lieutenant David Lucas, reporting to take over the command post at Mars Colony Orion."

An image came into sharp, picture perfect clarity on the video monitor. David was shocked to see that such advance technologies were already making their way to Mars; 6K high-definition television was only just now becoming commercially available back on earth, and this appeared to be an even higher definition. "Welcome back to the Mars Colony, Captain. Long time no see!" The man on the other end of the video conference was Colonel Adam Reeve, a gruff, powerful Akita with a no-nonsense attitude and the size and disposition to back it up to the teeth. Angry chocolate eyes and a pair of tall, attentive ears paid close attention to both Nbowa and David, the latter of whom the Colonel was still yet to have met. "I'm performing the manual gate override now. Head over to the door and swipe your ID cards to finish the unlocking sequence."

Security was, not surprisingly, a huge priority when it came to any military mission involving space travel. Bringing any kind of illness or pathogen from Earth to Mars was a serious risk, as many of the children that had been born on the newly colonized planet didn't have the same immunities that people born back on Earth would have, and weapons transfers between the two planets were still strictly forbidden; the military set up factories on the planet when it was first colonized to produce their own weapons, and civilians could legally purchase them on the colonies as well, but to prevent any acts of terrorism or people importing weapons illegally, there was no legal way to bring any weapons of any kind from Earth on the trip. "Brought a first timer with me, Colonel. Excited to meet him?"

Nbowa stepped away from the screen and swiped his military ID through a card reader right by the small green button next to the door. The green button illuminated and the doors opened. A small timer that David hadn't noticed before popped up near the monitor, reading "05" in bright red digital numbers. "He certainly looks the part of a rookie...completely bewildered and no idea what he was getting into," Colonel Reeve replied, his eyes stern and concentrated on David as he watched the counter tick down to "00," and the doors to his right slammed shut. The green light faded and the red light engaged, and David got the gist of the process, removing his own military ID and swiping it through the card reader and turning the light green once again. David rushed right through the door, nervous that something might go wrong if he, for whatever reason, couldn't pass through the doors in the five seconds he was allowed.

"That eager to get away from the Colonel, huh? And here I thought I'd be the last person you'd want to follow around!" Nbowa chided, patting David on the back and chuckling as the door sealed behind the two of them. He really doesn't feel bad at all for what happened. It's like this guy has no moral compass, no distinction of right and wrong... David thought, but his thoughts quickly scrambled as he finally got to see, other than the lion, what was on the other side of the doors.

From just outside the surface of the planet, even though the space shuttle had a large, clear window that David could admire Mars from, there was a reflective dome that covered the surface of the planet, and from the outside, there was no way to really gauge just how large the dome was, and it was impossible to see what was inside. Finally getting an eyeful of it, David couldn't keep his jaw off the floor.

Buildings reached up for against a whitewashed sky that wasn't there, far taller than any of the ones on earth that David had ever seen, so high that it dizzied the wolf just to try and see the tops of them. The sterile, eerie white of the loading dock was replaced by a world of vibrant colors, each building having different hues of black, blue, brown, green and red, providing such different chroma and detail that it was almost a sensory overload for David, even with the sunglasses dimming all of the lights. Between almost every building, bridges could be seen, a series of sky-walks connecting the entire colony, many buildings having multiple sky-walks at different heights to prevent wasted time. All around the entirety of the covered city, a series of wires supported and sped along a high speed bullet train, a vibrant, speedy red moving along tracks and wires of white, providing a beautiful contrast and a racy feel. From the edge of the loading dock doors where they stood and looked down into the city and yet up to the tops of the buildings, David realized he couldn't even see the base of a single one to know if there were any streets for people to drive upon. Where he and Nbowa entered was strictly a military loading dock for arriving and departing personnel, giving the wolf a unique view of the Orion Colony that very few others ever had before him, or would ever have after him. "Oh...my God..."

"Quite the view, isn't it?" Nbowa asked, grinning at David as the wolf simply tried to take in the majesty of what the colonists had been able to accomplish in just under one hundred years. "I never get tired of seeing this refreshing view after spending time on the old, worn on Earth. I know it's not really the surface of Mars, as much as something man-made, but it's still quite the marvel to me."

"And the Flexsteel we tested out on the shuttle is going to be used to somehow improve all of this?"

"That's what the hope is, yes."

Suddenly, David wasn't quite as upset about everything that had transpired on the shuttle, if only for the fact that he was so awestruck by the sight of Mars that he felt an instant swelling of pride at the thought that he could somehow add to and improve what he was seeing. Even in the deepest depths of his mind, it didn't seem possible; the place was, at first glance, a technologically advanced and beautiful paradise. "I certainly hope they find a use for it, then...I don't know for sure that I'll be staying here for the rest of my life, but if I do end up back on assignment on Earth, I hope I can leave something behind here. That'd be a pretty cool legacy."

"Right back to your old, daydreaming self, I see," Nbowa said, waving a paw at his lieutenant dismissively. "Follow me this way. We need to go check in with the Colonel and then be cleansed so we can safely integrate with the colonists."

"Cleansed?"

Nbowa walked to his immediate right, to a pair of white doors that looked exactly the same as the ones they'd just entered, but instead of a red and green button by the side, there was a large pair of blue, illuminated arrows, one pointing up, and one pointing down. "Not everyone here on Mars has all the same immunities, abilities and antibodies that we do on Earth. Even if we don't necessarily know it, even bringing a mold spore in through our space suits could be enough to put a couple hundred kids in a hospital, so we have to be inspected before we can be on the other side of this wall."

"What?" David looked around. He was standing on a platform about one hundred feet wide, spanning out about twenty feet, and it only then occurred to him just how dangerous the setup was; there was nothing at the end of the edge to keep him from falling a distance that he couldn't begin to fathom, but the only wall he could see was the one behind him. "What wall?"

"The one right in front of you."

David looked out at the edge again, squinting his eyes and looking for a wall anywhere, but he couldn't find one. Trying to mull over the options in his mind, he started walking out towards the edge, but the closer he got to it, the more he felt like he was starting to see his own reflection every couple of steps. "It's...glass?"

"The best glass that paws can make," Nbowa replied, waving one of his paws in front of the downward arrow. The blue light intensified, and the doors opened almost immediately to reveal an elevator that would blend right in with the walls. The entire interior was white, save for the numbers that indicated the floors, all illuminated in blue. "More than ten feet thick and layered, that glass could stand up to just about anything the planet can throw at us, and it's just about essential at keeping this area sealed away from the civilians. One of the first military missions here didn't account for the fact that the newborns on the planet wouldn't be adjusted to earthly pathogens, and...lets just say we quickly learned our lesson about washing our paws before we play with others."

David flattened his ears at the thought. "Shame that it had to be so costly," he said, his tail lowering as he looked out over the colony. He didn't want to walk away from the glass, finding himself in a mental wanderlust from gazing over the beautiful architecture, he knew he could stand there for hours without blinking, but when Nbowa barked "C'mon, the Colonel is expecting us!" he hurried back into the elevator. Annoying Nbowa resulted in almost a month of sexual punishment, and David wasn't about to find out what insubordination to the Colonel would cause. "Tell me, sir, is the Colonel a reasonable man?"

"Only as reasonable as I am," Nbowa admitted. "For the sake of our conversation, I think you'll find him slightly more reasonable than I am."

"Has he ever been back to Earth, since he started this mission?"

Nbowa waved a pawtip in front of the number "13" and then another in front of the upward arrow, and immediately, the elevator silently rose. "Not that I can think of. People that take these missions typically have a pretty strong desire to get off of Earth for whatever reason, and he was no exception. I wasn't even in the military when he took the detail, and as far as I know, he has no plans to return to Earth. It was wise of you to ask me first...it seems to be a bit of a sore subject with him."

"Glad I asked," David replied, and not a moment later, a quiet ding signaled the elevator reaching the desired floor. Just outside the elevator looked a lot like the inside; white walls, white floors, all too pure and pristine to feel real, and any controls on the walls were highlighted with blue accent lights. The only other color was a small potted plant next to one set of chairs, and a tiny tree in the corner next to the other set. "I assume this is the waiting room for his office?"

"Bingo. Being so high up, the guy gets his own floor and everything," Nbowa explained. "Enjoy seeing it while it lasts, because you won't be seeing it often, I can assure you. We're just here for debriefing."

David thought that having an office like this to himself one day might be awfully nice, but he didn't want to get lost in dreams of grandeur, either. He had a plan, and acting on it might mean the end of his military career. "C'mon in boys, door's open," came a raspy voice through a speaker above the only door in the room, one that David hadn't noticed before as it blended in with the rest of the walls.

Nbowa approached the door first and it opened without being touched. The door was controlled from the other side by a small control panel on the Colonel's desk, along with the fan on the ceiling, the TV that was actually just part of the wall to the right, and the lights as well. "Good to see you again, sir. This is the new guy, First Lieutenant David Lucas."

"It's an honor to meet you, sir," David quickly added.

The Colonel offered out his paw, and David immediately shook it. He needed to make a good first impression, and a strong one at that. "A pleasure, Lieutenant. Welcome to Mars! I hope you had an enjoyable flight?"

David nodded. "Space travel isn't so bad. Makes driving a car seem like a breeze, honestly!" he joked.

"Well, you won't have to worry too much about that here. There's not very many cars, and all of them are electric, so they've got a pretty limited range given our limited supplies," he explained. "It's really awfully late, gentlemen. If you don't mind, I'd like you two to just head down to the decontamination area and get yourselves cleaned up. We can pick up the debriefing in the morning."

"All right! Floor two, here I come!" Nbowa cheered, never even taking the time to sit in one of the two office chairs on the guest side of the desk. "See you in the morning, Colonel...you coming or what, David?"

"Actually, Colonel, if it's okay with you, I'd like to stay and ask you a couple questions first. I promise I won't take more than ten minutes of your time."

"Suit yourself, kid. I'm gonna go get cleaned up," Nbowa spoke out of turn and left the office, scooting right into the elevator and sending himself down to the second floor.

Colonel Reeve looked up from his desk, his angry, chocolate eyes softening slightly. He was clearly tired, but David had done a poor job of hiding the emotions in his own eyes. "You definitely look disturbed, son. Take a seat and tell me what you'd like to know."

"I apologize," David quickly replied, "But I don't actually have any questions. Unfortunately, I come bearing accusations."

"Accusations? Of what?"

"Captain Lion, sir...he...how can I put this..."

"He was more than a little bit friendly to you?"

David blinked. "Actually, that's kind of where I was going with this, sir. Yes."

"He's been accused more than once of excessive fraternizing, David. However, be that as it may, it's a bit too late for you to turn around and decide you don't want to be on the Orion Colony Post anymore, and even if you could leave, the next military shuttle departing our planet won't be for another two months."

"I'm sorry for not being more clear and forward about this, sir, but it wasn't just that he was being overly friendly to me," David continued. "I'm also not asking to leave the military or my post, sir, but...Captain Lion...molested me. Using the material that we were supposed to be experimenting with on the shuttle to test limits and pliability in zero gravity...he used it as a tool to trap and rape me."

"...David, this is not the way you want to start off your relationship with me. Captain Nbowa Lion has been one of my most trustworthy officers and a damn good pilot for a number of years now, and I can't just hear an accusation like this and take it lightly. You're not making this up?"

"No, sir. I'd be willing to submit to further questioning if necessary, but I know how dangerous it can be to accuse a superior officer of such high misconduct without a strong case. I would never have dreamed of saying such things if they didn't happen."

Colonel Reeve sighed. He rested his forehead in one paw and closed his eyes, already feeling the onset of a headache just from the news. "I hate to ask such a private question, Lieutenant, but do you have any...physical evidence of this, as it were?"

"What's left of the physical evidence will likely be removed when I'm decontaminated, sir."

"Damn it," Colonel Reeve interjected. "All right kid, here's the deal. You're not the first person to accuse Captain Lion of excessive sexual contact, but all of the others who made their accusations dropped them a short time thereafter, and all of them ended up getting along with him just fine. To be honest, one accusation is a coincidence, two is a sign, and three makes it a pattern...I've been mulling this over in my head for years now, but I haven't wanted to acknowledge or believe that it might be possible that any of the bad things ever said about him would be true..."

"You can't be serious, sir...you've really let this go more than once? This whole time?"

"David, it's extremely difficult getting officers to come here to Mars. It's even more difficult to get them to make return trips back and forth between the planets, because the work is arduous and you have to give up so many things in your life. Family, friends, relationships, even hobbies start to go out the window when your time is so completely consumed by space travel, and Nbowa has been the best of the best for the past five years....I had hoped it was all a joke or a lie, I really had...but I won't ignore it any longer, David. Inform the inspecting officers downstairs that you need to make a deposit of a particular material for evidence purposes when you're preparing for decontamination. I'll call the Court Marshall tonight and we'll arrange to have a hearing first thing tomorrow. Consider the debriefing canceled, and David...?"

"Yes, sir?"

"Thank you for finally having the balls to step up and confirm what I'd been worrying about happening on my space shuttles all this time. I'll see to it that something is done about this immediately."

David was beyond relieved, and couldn't help a confident smirk as he thought of Nbowa facing a trial he would almost certainly lose. Vengeance was finally going to be his.

**

After a thorough washing and a terrible night of sleep, dismayed by the horrid scent of the chemicals used to clean any living, earthly organism from his body, David Lucas awoke to a frightening sight.

"You. Little. Fucking. Snitch."

A wide, angry set of fangs bore down on David like the mouth of a hungry dragon, eager to eat the princess he'd been savoring. "Good morning, Captain. Or is that not an appropriate title for you anymore?"

Tiny drops of saliva dangled and fell from Nbowa's whiskers, splattering on David's face. "You know damn well that it won't be after this trial passes!"

"Then maybe you should have thought about what you were doing on that shuttle, Captain. What on earth made you think you had the right to force yourself on me like that? How could you openly and knowingly rape someone who was going to have evidence of the entire thing?!"

"You weren't complaining about it at the end," Nbowa replied. "Hell, you weren't even complaining about it after the first incident! Just like every other time before, I thought you were another little sub who would open up to the idea once you'd been shown how wonderful life could be under my heel. Everyone else has stayed here on Mars and been more than happy with the outcome of our interactions, so what the hell makes you so special?"

"Because I'm a person with feelings and emotions like everyone else!" David snapped back, putting his paws into Nbowa's chest and pushing him off. "And as much as you may be used to striking gold and getting paired up with 'little subs,' I'm an alpha wolf who doesn't like to be crossed or played around with!"

Nbowa picked himself up off the floor and groaned, his paws curled into tight, seething fists of anger as he looked down upon the man who was sure to cause his demotion. "Maybe you shouldn't have tried to act like you liked it, then. Maybe you should have just been honest with me from the very beginning, David."

"Don't you dare try to spin this back around on me," David snarled. "And there was no need for me to express anything to you! What you did was wrong regardless!"

"You still could have told me. All of this could have been avoided."

"I don't think so, Captain. Either way, I was a lower ranking officer who didn't want to run the risk of being thrown under the bus by a superior he wasn't sure he could trust. I put up with the torture as the means to an end, and keeping my position in the military took precedence over everything else, even you doing your damnedest to destroy my body."

"I could care less about your body now," Nbowa replied. "You've just destroyed my career."

"Good."

"I was going to take you under my wing. Show you the ropes of the planet, show you the easy ways to get ahead in the military and make a good life for yourself here," Nbowa said, his voice laden with regret. "Now? I hope the court-martial eats you alive, kid."

David rolled out of his bed and wrapped a powerful paw around Nbowa's neck, squeezing tight. It came as a shock to the lion; he'd never really been on the receiving end of David's assault, and he had no idea how powerful and spry the young wolf really was. "Listen here, dipshit. You're getting demoted, perhaps discharged and arrested. I don't care if you don't get your happy ending this time, and I don't care what you would have done for me. All that matters at this point is what you did, and as far as I'm concerned, as long as you pay for it, I don't care what else happens to you."

Nbowa gripped David's forearm tight with both of his paws, finding it took almost his full force to break away from the grasp. "Y-y...you're an idiot!" he exclaimed, stuttering as his lungs filled with air once again. "Do you have any idea what you're getting yourself into? You don't have the concrete evidence you need, and taking down a superior officer is a surefire way to damage your military career!"

"I can live on a low ranking officer's salary," David retorted. "Beyond that, your DNA is on file here, and when they match it up to the sample they extracted from my tailhole yesterday..."

"...You son of a-"

"STOP RIGHT THERE, BOTH OF YOU!"

The exchange had grown so heated that neither David nor Nbowa noticed the MPs kicking in the door to the temporary holding area. Several armed guards stepped in between the pair quickly, weapons trained on each of the officers. "Captain Nbowa, First Lieutenant David Lucas, you're both needed down the hall in deliberations, sirs."

David slowly lowered his arms to his sides, letting out a heavy sigh as he glared across the room. He'd been pushed back to the wall by his bed, and Nbowa had been pushed to the other side of the room, but the temptation was still there for him to go after his abuser. "Alright. You have my full cooperation."

"Mine as well," Nbowa said, though in a gruff tone.

One of the MPs gestured toward the door and David took the initiative to exit first. He was certain by now that he was in the clear, and as the guards escorted him down the hallway to the small, makeshift courtroom where he found Colonel Reeve and a judge waiting, he became even more confident of the fact.

"Lieutenant, take a seat. This is going to be a quick trial, so try not to get too comfortable."

With a small bottle of DNA evidence on the table and a few different flash drives containing video footage of the supposed rapes sitting upon the table in front of him, David waited patiently for deliberations to begin.

**

"As you may well know, the military has taken great steps forward in the past few decades in allowing our alternatively minded citizens join and serve in all branches of their choosing, and given the nature of that fact, if the behavior exhibited appeared to be more of the consensual nature, we would simply overlook these events presented and assume that you two had developed a relationship during the course of space travel. However, given the evidence left behind and the ability of First Lieutenant David Lucas to match up the stories he told to particular footage without having to see it, and his appearance in the videos matching that of a person who is not able to consent to a sexual relationship, we must believe that he is telling the truth in his accounts, and that the evidence has made it clear that Captain Nbowa Lion is indeed guilty of sexual assault and rape."

David knew it was wrong for him to smile at a moment like this. There were very few people present in the makeshift courtroom at the time of the verdict, and many of them were former shipmates with Nbowa, all of their eyes like daggers ready to pierce David right through the heart.

Still, he couldn't help a shit-eating grin as the judge continued to speak.

"However, given the long and well-standing service of Captain Lion during his military tenure and the fact that Lieutenant Lucas did almost nothing to dissuade his assailant when he was physically ready and able to do so, thus making it extremely difficult to determine all of the sexual interactions herein as rapes or assaults, it is the decision of this court to find Captain Nbowa Lion guilty as charged, and sentence him to time already served, and demote him to the rank of Second Lieutenant, with all previous honors in service stripped."

David couldn't believe his ears, but he couldn't open his mouth to speak. After all of the evidence that was presented and all of the information that was confirmed to be true, Nbowa was still getting off with what David considered nothing more than a slap on the wrist.

A gavel banging on the pulpit made the decision official. "All rise!"

Court adjourned without any further words, but already, thoughts were seething through both the minds of David and Nbowa at how they were going to make things right, not in the eyes of the law, but in their own eyes.

"Colonel, sir," David spoke the moment that the judge had left the room, "This can't be allowed to stand. Nbowa raped me. He needs to be placed in jail like anyone else who did the same thing!"

Colonel Reeve looked upon his lieutenant with a disdain in his eyes. "Perhaps you thought I was joking when I said that Captain Lion was one of my best shuttle pilots, but it was no joke. Finding people who are willing to give up entire decades of their lives for the betterment of two different planets is an extremely difficult task, and for whatever reason, he was up to it every single time that duty called. I can't justify what happened to you, David, but the fact remains that Captain Lion has done an immeasurable service not just to the people on Mars, but to those on Earth. I simply couldn't allow what happened between the two of you to put an end to one of the most illustrious military careers in recent history."

"To hell with his career!" David jabbed. "I don't care what he's done for people in the past, this is what he did to me in the present!"

"And what about the future?"

"What about it?"

"Everyone has their demons about them, David, and you're no exception. I don't know why Captain Lion did what he did. I can't explain it, and I also can't make right everything that he did wrong to you, but I can assure you that regardless of his rank, the potential that man has for good is no less than it was when he started taking shuttles back and forth between the planets. I'm not going to let that potential go to waste, and frankly, you're going to help me achieve that."

"You can't be serious, sir."

"Dead serious, Lieutenant. We'll get you all checked in to your living quarters here on Mars, and as of tomorrow morning, Captain Lion, following his demotion, will be working directly under you at the Orion Colony Post."

Now that, David hadn't seen coming.

Perhaps I can make the best of a bad situation after all, David thought. "And he will be following my direct orders?"

"Yes, although, given the circumstances of how you two came to trade places, it is my expectation that you not make any orders with the intention of berating or belittling Captain Lion. He's already been notified that he is to report everything from the Orion Colony Post to me directly, both as a means of making sure that nothing happens to you again, but also that nothing happens to him."

The small gathering of furs that came to see the trial was surrounding Nbowa on the other side of the makeshift courtroom, and still, all of them were glaring defiantly at David, like a pack of wild animals ready to attack him at any given moment. "I'll do my best to only give orders as an officer should, sir."

"I have no doubt that you will," Colonel Reeve replied. "Otherwise, Nbowa wouldn't have picked you to come along on the space program in the first place."

"...Nbowa picked me?"

"He was one of the officers in charge of the decision, yes. He felt that you had a genuine desire to help the people of Mars and advance the future of the planet. Do both of us a favor and try to prove his instincts were right."

David swallowed down a tiny pill of guilt and nodded. "I'll do my best, sir."

The Colonel stepped away and left the makeshift courtroom, and as he did, Nbowa's posse followed closely behind. "Try not to fuck this one up, kid. Ruining my career is one thing. Ruining this planet isn't something I'll allow you to do, whether or not you're giving orders," Nbowa shot, as he was left alone with David.

"Just be ready to follow orders for once, and if I tell you to get your paws off of me, get your damn paws off of me."

"If it wasn't the will of the Colonel, you don't want to know what I'd do to you if I got my paws on you."

"Too bad you'll never find out."

Nbowa turned his shoulder to his soon-to-be superior and stepped out of the room. "Not anytime soon, lucky for you."

David snarled, his fangs clenched tightly together, so much that they started to grind. "Just wait until we start working tomorrow, lion. It's your turn to be the 'little sub.'"

**

Military based living quarters on Mars weren't exactly the most luxurious thing.

As far as David was concerned, they were downright awful.

Gone were the bright white walls with blue accents and trim, making everything seem so alive and modern. Here to replace them were boring, grey walls and equally boring, equally grey floors, despite the fact that the floor was just polished concrete, and the walls were painted. Officers were given their own rooms, but they were nothing to call home about; just a small bedroom with a bed sized to match, a desk in the corner for personal effects (which David brought none of,) and a tiny window that overlooked the cityscape on the other side of the giant glass wall.

"I feel like locking Nbowa in here would have been a more fitting punishment. This place may as well be a jail cell."

David shook it off. He wasn't going to let his unfortunate history with the lion bring his day down. Stark naked and admiring his own figure, David started unpacking the uniform that made him feel special above anything else. Dark, navy blue slacks and a blazer to match, with a lighter blue dress shirt to wear underneath, David Lucas wore his officer's uniform as well as anyone else he knew, and as he buttoned up his shirt and donned the blazer, he regained the confidence that he'd been missing for the entirety of his time spent in space.

He was no longer just some puny, low ranking officer who was hopeful just to make it to Mars with his military career in tact.

He was now the powerful, confident wolf that he appeared to be, and his uniform, clean, decorated and clinging to every inch of his muscular figure, was his own way of proudly displaying that fact. "All right. Let's go show that lion who's really the boss around here."

As if David needed any kind of a boost to his confidence at this point, the fact that he was going to be taking over a command post was a huge deal to him, and instead of just being the officer working directly under another, fate had conspired for the roles to be changed, and now, he was the top dog, quite literally. He moved like he was the top dog, taking a long, powerful strides as he exited his jail-cell housing and locked the door behind him. He wore the attitude of a top dog, keeping his chest puffed out and his shoulders broad as he took the elevator down from base housing and walked through one of many lobbies on the base, this one in particular had an elevator that would take him back up a ways until he was nearly as high as anyone could go in the dome that contained the Orion Colony.

"Good morning, Lieutenant Lucas. The Colonel is upstairs waiting for you," said a calm, polite voice. David looked down to see a desk in front of the elevator, and sitting at the desk was a chipper, over-dressed little calico cat. Her name tag read "Willington," and she made sure to smile up at David, ignoring her computer for the moment.

"Thank you, miss. And you are?"

"Rebecca Willington, sir. Former Private First Class, now working the desk as a civil service job."

"Always good to see people continuing to serve after they put their guns down," David replied, smiling back at Rebecca as he approached the elevator and waved his paw in front of the blue arrow pointing upwards. The lobby, just like all of the elevators and almost every part of the base except for base housing was pure, stark white with blue accents. "Hope you have a good day, Rebecca," David replied, as the door closed behind him and he looked for a button to press. There was none.

Retinal Scan Engaged.

David looked around, but he found no source for the noise. A small, mechanical arm lowered from the ceiling and steadied his head, and he did his best not to panic as a small light scanned over his eyes. Retinal Scan Complete. Welcome, Lieutenant Lucas.

Pressure suddenly rocked the lieutenant as the elevator skyrocketed, ascending at a rapid rate towards the top of the dome. For a moment, David actually felt a fear for his life, as he couldn't imagine the elevator stopping before it reached the dome and shot him out through the ceiling like a rocket, but within seconds, the elevator noticeably decelerated and David felt his organs settling back into place, just in time for the elevator door to open. "You're right on time, Lieutenant, just as I expected. Your underling actually arrived to work early, though."

Colonel Reeve was waiting inside the room with now-demoted Second Lieutenant Lion, something that David had been both looking forward to and regretting from the very beginning, but his mind was racing before he had a chance to decide if he was happy or angry. The room wasn't overly large; perhaps the size of an average living room, but it was three stories tall, and on each floor, different machines waited to be manned. Large, crystal clear screens adorned each computer, the images on them changing periodically as David scanned them with his eyes. The far wall of the room was actually just a giant window, and David theorized that this particular room of the base was built into the glass wall itself.

"Welcome to the observatory, Lieutenant Lucas. This will be your place of business for the next three or four years, so hopefully the wonder I can see in your eyes doesn't fade anytime soon."

"Don't think that it will, sir," David replied as he stepped into the observatory and the door closed behind him. "What on Earth is all of this?"

"What on Mars," The Colonel corrected. "This area is the observatory of the Orion Mars Colony. Because the society we monitor isn't technically up to speed with a proper police and fire department, it becomes the duty of the military to maintain order until society catches up, and frankly, it'll be a long time before we're safely able to shut this operation down."

David wrinkled his brow. "Wait a minute...I thought I'd been brought up here to Mars in order to take over command of an important research post?"

"You guys aren't doing the research directly; you're monitoring it," Colonel Reeve explained. "Outside of that giant, clear wall, Mars may look like a beautiful and futuristic city waiting to be explored, but I can assure you that it's a prime example of all things not being what they seem...as much as it may disappoint me to say it, some of the research that occurred as recently as your flight is likely to be stolen and used against us, in some way."

"I...don't understand."

"This is what I was warning you about preparing you for," Nbowa cut in. "Part of the reason that it's so difficult to get people on board with Mars missions in the first place is because of the distance from Earth, but it's even harder to get guys to come back, because they find that the little red planet isn't everything that it's cut out to be. The news back on Earth only shows the progress that we're making and the incredible leaps forward we're taking in science. It doesn't show the hardship and trial that goes into making that progress happen, and there's really quite a bit of that."

"So Mars isn't all sunshine and rainbows. I could have expected that," David replied, though there was no effort to hide his disappointment. "How is that relevant to me?"

"Your job is going to be joining Lieutenant Lion in keeping a close eye on the city to make sure that no military technology, no weapons and no drugs are being moved through the city. Furthermore, you're to do your best to monitor local activity on these monitors to minimize crime, violence and rebellion. We need to keep order on the planet if we have any intention of continuing to move forward with our scientific research."

David felt his stomach sink into his shoes. This is what the world is like here? Military forces spying on people and using advanced weapons and technology to keep them from acting out of line? "Sir, you have to understand that this...this isn't exactly what I was expecting...much less what I signed up for."

"Welcome to the military, kid. You know how many guys were told they were going to work on helicopters in Vietnam that got handed assault rifles and were told to shoot everyone that wasn't a friendly? These things happen all the time, Lieutenant Lucas."

"But this isn't...progress. This is attempted slavery."

"That's what they all say on the first day," Colonel Reeve replied as he stepped out of the observatory. "A couple days of this job will definitely change your mind."

It was a horribly disappointing prospect for David to come to grips with, but he was already on base and was months away from any kind of a possible return trip, and given how difficult it was to get Nbowa indicted for his crimes, he couldn't imagine trying to convince Colonel Reeve to send him back to Earth.

"He's right, you know."

Nbowa was already sitting down in front of one of the large monitors, quietly munching on a piece of fruit that he'd brought with from his own residency. "About what?"

"It gets easier with time. You have to see how the people here act and interact before what we're doing makes any degree of sense or sounds even remotely justified, but most guys get it after just a couple of hours. Mars is a rough place, kid."

"You can address me as Lieutenant or sir," David scoffed, "But if you continue calling me 'kid,' I'm gonna break my boot off in your ass and then send you crying to Colonel Reeve!"

Nbowa sighed and rolled his eyes. It seemed that reasoning with David was going to be pointless. "Alright, sir. You may be my superior, but I still need to run you through the logistics of what exactly it is that we do here."

"All right," David said, stepping over to Nbowa's work station. "Get me up to speed."

"We have eyes on almost every street corner and walkway. If something illegal is going on, it's not a matter of us knowing about it or not, it's just how long it takes us to find out, and how quickly we can effectively neutralize the situation. As the officers in charge of military defense, it is up to us, and us alone to determine whether or not a threat is real, the degree of said threat it if is real, and the amount of military force that needs to be applied in order to take care of things. In most instances, we like to avoid physical confrontations whenever possible, and further, we like to avoid having to arm the troops before sending them out, but we often do it as a precaution."

"About how often does all of this stuff actually happen, really?"

"We update our numbers all the time," Nbowa explained. "Literally every single crime that we can catch on tape is documented, and those statistics are constantly being compiled on these computers so we have a general idea of what kind of police force we'll need when the colony is finally entirely self-sustaining."

David looked at the monitor in front of Nbowa, and watched as it changed scenes every fifteen seconds. He felt a deep relief in that so far, he hadn't seen anything he'd have to act on. The burden of such an authority was suddenly more than he'd asked for. "And I suppose that with all of this responsibility comes the authority to issue a kill order if necessary?"

Nbowa nodded. "We hate to ever have it come to that, but the fact of the matter is that sometimes people put themselves in a position where we have to treat them as a threat to be eliminated for the greater good. It's extremely rare, but it's also an unfortunate reality."

"Shit."

Being powerful and in control always appealed to David, but it was never something that he exercised over people who couldn't control their own situation. It was one thing when someone could fight back or ignore David, but now, all he had to do was make the call, and people could die at his discretion. Nothing about that sat well with him. "Think you can handle it?" Nbowa asked.

"Don't really have much of a choice now."

David sat at the monitor next to Nbowa and watched it diligently, feeling bored and displeased with his job almost as quickly as he had with the experiments on the shuttle before. He couldn't blame Nbowa for being cold and stonewalling him, but it turned out that at least slightly, he was reading the lion all wrong.

"Listen," Nbowa started, "No one likes this job on the first day, but you find your reason and rationalize exactly what it is that makes you think this is for the greater good. That's what I did, and that's what everyone who held that position before you did, too. I told you there were things I was going to prepare you for, but you didn't really give me the chance."

"We're really nothing more than contract killers at this point, Nbowa," David argued. "And regardless of what happened on the shuttle, there's nothing you could have said to me or done that would have prepared me for this."

"Before you did what you did, I was at least going to try."

"Still don't feel bad about it. Sorry."

"I'm not asking you to. Just saying that I could have helped you deal with this."

"And why can't you still?"

Nbowa didn't have an answer for that.

"I'm your commanding officer now. If there is anything you think you can do to assist me, then you'd better do it, because I won't hesitate to report your ass for insubordination."

"Do you know what usually helps people calm down after their first day on a stressful job like this?"

"Going out and doing what we worry some of them might do?"

"...No. I was thinking more along the lines of getting a drink."

Well I could've thought of that, David thought.

"C'mon, sir. First one will be on me. Sounds like I have a lot of work to do if I'm gonna make all of this right."

...Ah, what the hell.

"Alright, Lion. Just be mindful that I can be a very mean drunk."

**

The night life in the Orion Colony on Mars was nothing to scoff at, and it had a little something for everyone.

Bright lights paved the path for nightly drinkers, guiding them on their way to their next mouthful of alcohol during the simulated night. Up and down the entertainment district of Orion, a variety of different establishments could be found, ranging from a rave club that was right out of the 90's, to a whiskey and piano bar that could easily pass for being from the 1920's. Somewhere in the middle of affluence and poverty was Stanley's Tavern, an establishment where bar fights were prone to erupt without warning due to the intoxicated customers.

"Fuckin' asshole lion! All ya hadda do was just apologize for whadya did, and nonna this woulda had to happen!"

A bar stool being tossed wasn't an uncommon sight at Stanley's Tavern, and this one in particular was aimed, albeit poorly, at the newly demoted Nbowa. David, it seemed, was being completely honest about his being an angry drunk.

"David, get a hold of yourself!" Nbowa growled back, lunging forward and grasping the powerful wolf around his wrists. "I know you think you want an easy way off this planet, but if this is the way you go about it, you're gonna be pretty upset when you face jail time back on Earth!"

Foolishly drunk and completely headstrong, David easily shook Nbowa off and grabbed his shirt, pushing him backwards despite the lion pushing back against him with both legs. The timing couldn't have been anymore perfect; security was getting ready to toss the both of them right before David pushed his adversary out the backdoor and into the alleyway behind the bar. The place was deserted, save for a couple dumpsters, and that would be plenty enough cover from view for David to exact whatever revenge he wanted. "You still dun feel any remorse?" he asked, slurring his words as he tossed Nbowa down to his haunches in a graceless wobble. "Still no apology?"

For the first time since he'd met David, Nbowa actually felt a strong fear for his life. As easy as it seemed to be to mentally break the young wolf, Nbowa was now looking up into the narrowed eyes and snarling jaws of a wolf who had every right to be upset, but he knew this wouldn't stop at a simple little discussion if David had his way. "Listen, David...You have every right to be upset." When brute force fails...

"No shit, lion! You think I woulda just taken alla them ass poundings if I had a choice?!"

Nbowa took a moment to calm and gather himself. With a soft, deep breath beforehand, he finally answered, "Yes."

David didn't know what hit him.

"You...you can't be serious, dude! Why the hell would I just let you do that? I'm an alpha; I was back on Earth, and I'm gonna be one here, starting with you!"

"I don't think you are," Nbowa replied, trying to maintain an air of calm that defied his inner terror. "You don't quite get it, David. I know it took a little convincing at first, and if you really didn't enjoy it, then I'm sorry from the bottom of my heart, but I could see a look in your eyes, the very first time that I broke you down...an enjoyment that I hadn't seen from you since we first boarded the shuttle. Maybe being an alpha was what you were used to, but something in your eyes told me that you loved every minute of being dominated..."

The mind games were slowing David down, but it was yet to be seen if they would get Nbowa out of a sticky situation. "It doesn't matter if my body enjoyed it, lion. In my mind, I'm the top dog around here, and now that I outrank you, I ain't takin' orders from you ever again!"

"The mind and the body work together in sex, David, not against each other. Every bit of that internal struggle was just your body letting your mind know that it was okay to try something new once in a while!" Nbowa tried to explain, his paws helplessly wrapped around David's wrists, still trying to pry the wolf away from his chest, but he found his struggles were to no avail. "If you don't want to take orders from me, that's fine, I can't do anything about it anymore, but you can't deny that deep down, you enjoyed every minute we spent together on that shuttle, and you ruined my career for [b/NOTHING![/b]"

The last words, barked aloud from Nbowa, finally made David loosen his grip just a little. Even then, the desperate lion couldn't escape, but at least he could feel hesitation in David's touch. "You...you don't know that."

"Then why didn't you deny it as easily as before?"

"I...because I..."

Claws that had torn right through Nbowa's shirt and were leaving dark red marks on his chest finally released and pulled back, and Nbowa thudded down gently against the ground as David took a half step back. The lion sprung up to his paws as he could see the conflict in David's eyes, one that he knew would exist, drunk or not. "You can admit it, David. You just love being chained to the wall while I pound your tight little ass."

"No I fucking don't!" David shot back angrily, reaching out to grab Nbowa again, but the clumsy wolf was betrayed by his drunken state and Nbowa easily spun around him, and with incredible dexterity, the lion drew forth a small tool from his pocket and made a small arc around David's wrist as he whiffed his attack and his paw landed on the solid, concrete wall of the building next to him. When David tried to pull it back, he found it completely impossible.

"Yes, you do, David, but apparently you need me to remind you of that," Nbowa chided, the fear flushed from his body and expression as his lips curled in an almost sarcastically confident grin. "Being a little inebriated gave you the courage to fight back and try to pretend that you're still an alpha, but the fact of the matter is that the moment you entered my world, you became my bitch, and no matter how far you outrank me, or how much stronger you are than I am, it'll never change the fact that you're best served as my personal fucktoy."

David struggled with all of his might, veins popping up along his arm as he tensed every muscle he could against his restraints, but it was already occurring to him that he'd missed something very important, and he knew that his efforts would be useless. "How...how did you sneak Flexsteel out so quickly like that?"

"Cat-like reflexes, of course!"

"...Let me go, Nbowa. Just let me go and I won't report this."

"Not until you admit that this is what you wanted all along, David."

The wolf gritted his fangs together tight, the high-pitched, painful scraping of enamel filling the otherwise desolate alleyway. "No."

Nbowa raised a paw. "Just admit it, David, and I'll be a lot easier on you."

"Nope."

Nbowa was a bit surprised to hear that it didn't sound like David was being quite so defiant anymore in his denial, as much as he was goading the lion on. "Last chance, David..."

"You really want a wolf to admit that he isn't an alpha, especially to a cat like you? You better be more forceful than that."

David's words were a bit muffled by the wall, but as he turned back to look at Nbowa over his shoulder, the lion could see the fangs that were so tightly gritted together were grinning, just the faintest bit, and David's tail was already raised. The mental conflict within the wolf had been resolved, and now, there was only one thing left to be done.

"Then I'm gonna fuck your ass rotten, right here in this alleyway, and even if we get caught, I'm not stopping until your face is as white as the walls, wolf."

A second band of Flexsteel was added to the first, and just like that, David was trapped to the wall by his wrists. Perhaps this didn't make up for the problems he caused for Nbowa, but David already felt a little better inside at the proposition of being made into a bitch once more, and somehow, he felt that the lion just might forgive him after all was said and done. "Like I'd let you?"

"Like you have a choice," Nbowa reminded him. The sheer naughty, dirty feel of taking someone in the alleyway behind a bar where they could easily be caught was a huge turn on for both males, and as Nbowa shed his trademark red shorts and kicked them aside, David groaned as he felt his cock springing to life, still restrained by his jeans. "If you keep on being a smartass, I'll find a use for the Flexsteel that I promise you won't like."

"Dare I ask?" David inquired, wincing at the feeling of his throbbing manhood trying desperately to dig through the front of his jeans, but having nowhere to go, the flesh simply pulsed in discomfort. "Or are you just going to do it anyway?"

"Sounds almost like you want it a bit too much. This isn't about your enjoyment, wolf, it's about mine," Nbowa reminded his specimen. "Though the thought of seeing your poor cock trapped in the gates of hell is an intriguing idea!"

"The gates of hell...?"

Nbowa chuckled. More and more, the lion was finding just how vanilla this supposed alpha wolf was, and the thoughts of what new sexual adventures he could introduce David to over time started flooding his mind as warmth flooded his crotch, and his thick, stiff manhood brushed along David's raised tail. "A little slut who would raise his tail so easily would probably love it. Perhaps I'll have to introduce you to it after all."

A loud, painful sounding RIIIIIIIP tore through the air as Nbowa's claws dug into and tore apart the back of David's jeans, exposing the tightly puckered tailhole that Nbowa was more than ready to wreck, and the back of David's sack, tightened up and nearly as hard as his cock. Nbowa reached in and tugged the length backwards, but was dismayed to find his target fully engorged. "Can't really use the gates on you if you're already hard, David. Guess I'll have to improvise!"

"Improvise?" David asked, feeling a moment of true nerves just before a pain he didn't expect, as Nbowa tugged hard on the stiff member and held it taut. His other paw crafted a small circle of Flexsteel around the base and expertly shrunk it down until it was ready to be zapped, and instantly, David felt a soft pain, but a great discomfort. "Nnngh! What th-the hell is that?!"

"A nice, tight ring to suspend your cock in it's current state. And add one here..." Nbowa paused, drawing a second ring around the base of the sack to keep it taut, as well, immediately bulging it, "Now, even if you orgasm, you won't be too happy about it when all of your seed starts backing up inside of you. Can't let you have too much fun, can we?"

David was finally starting to settle in a bit and trust Nbowa. He was finally starting to think that maybe this would actually be fun for him. He was even starting to sober up. At what felt like a vice grip on his whole crotch, he sobered up awfully fast. "Please...don't...don't make me cum, then..."

"As if I'd let you off the hook that easy," Nbowa replied through a devilish grin. "You're going to cum for me, little wolf, and you're going to wear that messy stain all the way back up to your living quarters, but not until I've had mine, first...any guess where it's going?"

David gulped at the idea. "Wherever you want, lion," he replied obediently.

"Good answer," Nbowa praised him, "But to give you a hint, if you go saving it to show off to the courts again, you won't be able to walk for a week."

David knew just what the lion had in mind now, and even if he'd been hellbent on stopping it, he could do literally nothing but take it. The very thought of that was suddenly a turn on for him. "I wouldn't dare show a soul, unless you told me to," he said, showing off how truly mentally broken he was, once more.

Nbowa lifted his length and let it gently slap down on David's rear end, making the wolf jump forward a little bit at the promise of what was to come. "Once I think you're ready, maybe I'll put you on a public display, but first thing's first, little wolf. It's time to settle the score."

The pace picked up quickly as Nbowa showed off just how confident he was that things were going to go his way by gathering up a tiny bottle of lube from his shorts. He squirted a small dab onto David's tight pucker, and then, drizzled a trail of it over his own length and gently worked the slick fluid into his flesh. David huffed and gasped as he felt the thick, full head of Nbowa's member pressing hard against his backside, but after several months of sharing such close quarters with the lion, David's body was more than ready to accept his shaft once again, and certainly not for the last time. The penetration was swift and fluid, with Nbowa hilting David in just one thrust, the alleyway coming alive with the scent of sex and a quiet, naughty shclick. Desperate to put on a good show and performance for his alpha, David clenched his tailhole tight around the intruding cock and milked it with his inner muscles, desperate now to please Nbowa and make up for being so disobedient.

Gritted fangs tried to hide a gasping moan, but David couldn't keep it in. He relished in the delight of having his tailhole fucked, and even found a new pleasure in the slight, discomforting pain as his length pulsed helplessly against the Flexsteel. "Oooh, damn! Nbowa, that feels so fucking good...nn...I need more..."

"Guess it couldn't hurt to reward you a little bit, since you're finally learning your place," Nbowa commented, denying David the moans that he so desperately wished to hear, but a loud, painful SMACK as Nbowa's paw swatted down hard on David's ass was just as great a sound, perhaps even better to his ears. Claws dug in tight and Nbowa grabbed on, pumping his cock in and out feverishly as he felt David's tight passage adjusting to the pace. "But if you keep on squeezing me like that, you're gonna be a cream-filled fucktoy any minute now, and I might not let you finish!"

Being able to finish still sounded like more of a punishment to David, as his cock made feeble, throbbing attempts to free itself, but his body was finally working with his mind to embrace the pleasure of being dominated, and nothing was going to keep him from a climax now. The harsh, stinging sound of a sack slapping against his ass with each thrust, the delightfully pleasurable pain of claws dug deep into his wanting flesh, and the unbelievably full feeling that came from being pounded so hard all worked together in a sexual alchemy, and the result of it all was an impending orgasm that David couldn't ignore.

"I ca-can't help it!" David managed to speak through gasping breaths, his eyes wincing tight as a fresh wave of pleasure washed across every nerve ending in his body when Nbowa finally hit in just deep enough to brush along his prostate, just for a fleeting, yet powerful moment. David bit his lip hard to try and distract himself from some of the pleasure, but it was no use, and he knew it well, and it seemed Nbowa could feel it. The pace grew relentless as Nbowa fucked his little toy hard, firmly and fully re-establishing himself as the alpha in their unusual, yet enjoyable relationship. "You're tearing me up, lion...and I love it..."

The last thing David expected in that moment was that Nbowa would stop, so when the lion yielded in his thrusts, David flattened his ears to his head and turned back to face him. "Then you better beg for me to finish, little bitch wolf...I'm awfully close, but I want to to beg for it...and tell me one more time just how badly you've wanted this all along."

It was one last mind game from Nbowa, but one that David was a willing vector for now. Perhaps one last flame of pride burned within him, to try and turn the tables on the lion who was ravaging him and put him against the wall, but the overwhelming flood of desire that he felt to be taken, used and abused by his captor easily doused whatever was left, and along with his pride went his inhibitions. "I don't want it anymore, master...I need it. I need you to fuck me as hard as you can, now, and whenever you want, no matter where we are or what we're doing..."

The words were slowly cut off by Nbowa gripping David around the neck from behind, not hard enough to choke him, but enough to halt his voice. "And how long have you wanted this?"

"Since...since the moment I first laid eyes on you...I wanted you to show me what it really meant to be a predator..."

It was remiss to think that David had fully given up his pride now, as much as he'd simply let Nbowa have it as a gift to his new owner. Nbowa couldn't feel even a hint of resistance as he inserted his length gently one more time, and as precum started to drool from the tip, David murred deeply from his throat and swished his tail in delight. "That's all I needed to hear. Good boy."

The final two words hung around David's ears with the weight of a pair of large earrings, but they weren't a burden anymore; they were a compliment, and the perfect compliment to a series of hard, short thrusts by Nbowa, who felt his own tummy tightening as he couldn't fight his orgasm any longer. "Is my master going to grace me with his cum?" David asked, his breathing picking up into quick, desperate pants as precum from his own length drizzled down over the Flexsteel cage that kept him from truly achieving release.

Perhaps the most gracious act of the evening wasn't the apologies from either side, David conceding his will, or Nbowa accepting David as his pet once more, but rather, the very moment that Nbowa could feel a tight, vice-like grip from David's tailhole, he used the tool to release the canine's pent cock, granting David his orgasm in perfect time with his own, a fresh splash of cum soaking the wall in front of David as he howled into the air with pleasure, all while Nbowa grinned a wide, fang-filled grin and pumped his pet to the brim with strand after strand of thick, warm, sticky seed. The excess juices started to spill down David's thighs as his tailhole reached capacity, and the sensation drove another spike of pleasure through his body as he writhed uncontrollably in his makeshift shackles, his body contracting tight around his master's cock as he rode out perhaps the most complete orgasm that he'd ever known.

"Think you've...finally learned your place?" Nbowa asked through raspy breaths, pulling his cock free and spilling his seed down over David's sack, some excess even dripping to the street as David's tailhole gaped in front of the lion, well-used and still clenching.

David was a fast learner, at the very least. "I suppose I could use...ah...another lesson later on tonight. I've got a lot to learn about living here on Mars, right?" he replied, trying hard to catch his own breath as his chest rose and fell rapidly from the exhausting orgasm.

Nbowa didn't offer any verbal reply, but simply gave a teasing grin, his mind already flooded with thoughts of what they could do at his apartment later on that night.

**

"We've got a robbery in progress down on Polaris at the electronics store! Suspects appear to be unarmed, but are being extremely aggressive with employees! They could need military assistance, what's your call, sir?"

Things were really starting to settle into place for David, now that he'd spent a couple months on Mars. In the first couple days, he found himself ready to leave at his first opportunity, but a fateful night in an alleyway behind what was now his favorite tavern had changed all of that, and even though he was still Nbowa's commanding officer, things at home were a little different.

"How many suspects?" David asked.

"Three, and they're bogging themselves down with an awful lot of equipment."

"All right, put in an immediate request for a ten man squadron to be dispatched to the scene. Split them into two teams of three and a team of four, and have them approach the building in a T-formation to block off the highest possible number of escape routes."

It turned out that David was still the natural born leader that he thought himself to be, and taking over the command post on the Orion Colony was actually working out great for him. Working directly under Colonel Reeve, who was silent about David's sudden change of heart, but likely knew what caused it, David found himself flourishing in a military capacity despite having no desire to do so when he'd arrived.

On the monitors in front of them, David and Nbowa watched and sat close to each other as they saw the scene developing, and very quickly, three bands of soldiers approached the electronics store on foot, cornering the suspects from all sides. Nbowa wasn't the least bit surprised that David's plan had worked, and he was thankful for a moment that he ended up being the dominant one their relationship; he could only imagine what a mind like David's could cook up.

"Looks like we can record that incident and consider the situation neutralized," David said, as he stood up and stretched his arms over his head. "Almost time for our shift to end. Want to grab a drink at Stanley's after we get off tonight?"

"Why not before and after?"

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