<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Altair was unused to being hit in the face, especially by a man of his strength. It stung and made his blood boil, both in anger and frustration. He was pressed down, and Cygnus climbed over the top of him. Altair could guess how his day was going to go, and perhaps it wasn't wise to piss the man off, but it wasn't in him to beg, or apologize either. His breathing sped up and he was as rigid as a board, but he didn't struggle to get away. He knew that it was futile. Instead, he looked the captain in the face once more.<br/>
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“You asked for honestly, and I gave it to you. The perfect slave is not honest, let me assure you that, so you need to decide what role you want me to play, because your constant threats are getting you no where, when I am trying to be what you want me to be! Speak plainly, not in contradictions. You can have one or the other, not both.”<br/>
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The sash came way and Altair didn't try to hide himself. Nudity was something he was used to, though he was soft and pale between the legs, blood rushing to many places, but not a drop to his cock.<br/>
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“I do not wish to stab you. Not really – not yet,” Altair admitted.<br/>
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“<i>Whakaaro ahau hanga koe he pai rawa rawakore mo te Ariki, he aha ahau whakaaro,</i>” Altair spoke pleasantly, though really, his words were not pleasant.<br/>
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“<i>Don't,</i>” Altair snapped, feeling dread at the thought of being taken ill-prepared. Dusanians didn't have to rape their slaves. They would stop if asked, even, because just because one was a slave didn't mean it couldn't be mutually pleasurable to both parties. This man had a different idea about slavery that was entirely about control, threats, and punishment. It was the side of slavery Altair hoped he would never have to see.</span></span>