Memories: Chapter 1
Start: Memories Chapter 1
"Are you ready dear?"
"I'm coming mommy. I'll be right there. Don't start without me ok?"
"You better hurry, I'm opening the book."
"I'm here mommy I'm here!"
"Okay dear, do you remember what Simba looks like?"
"Can you tell me again mommy? I like the way you descripted him. You make him sound so real."
"Described is how you say it dear, and yes. Captain Simba was a large, high content wolfdog. You remember what those are right?"
"Yes mommy. It is what happens when a wolf and another purer breed have puppies."
"Do you know what those breeds are?"
"They are Huskies, Malamutes, Wolves... I can't remember the rest."
"That's ok, I'll tell you after the story. Anyhow Simba had orange-red fur running all along his body, with white fur on the sides of his muzzle, a line on top going between his eyes, the bottom of his tail and chest and orange and white fur blend on his paws. He was also big and strong, bigger than a lot of his breed and had large paws. He spend most of his time by himself making decisions on what to do with his ship, what was in the interest of his crew, and not to mention he loved relaxing and sleeping in his chambers.
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I awoke to the sound of gentle knocking on the room doors and heard Commander Utah asking softly if we were awake. I looked over at Rangi who was still asleep and quickly got out of the bed and opened the doors so that he would not be woken up.
"Well, I must say that I am fairly unaccustomed to being greeted naked by a furson."
I looked down at myself just now realizing I was not dressed in any means. It was something that was normal in the brothel as we saw each other nude quite often, but I supposed it wasn't the best way to greet a Britari on a ship.
"It seems to be an ongoing problem I am having" I replied trying to make a joke out of it. To my surprise the Commander grinned.
"Well, just be sure to dress before you come out on deck, I doubt the others will think it is amusing." With that he straightened his Red Jacket of an unknown material and walked back out on deck.
I walked back into the room and gathered my clothes off the floor. I held them up to my nose and while they didn't smell horrible, it was clear that they had been through too much. They were the only thing I had to wear however so I slipped them on. The blood stain from my arm was very clear and left almost the entire sleeve dark red. I didn't even know I could bleed that much and still live.
In a way I felt indecent going on in such raged clothing, but it was no doubt better than being nude, or so it was by the Commander. As I saw it there was no good reason to wake Rangi so I let him stay in bed as I made my way out of the room, gently shutting the door behind me.
"Good Morning. How was your night?" I heard the Admiral from behind me.
"I believe I would be lying if I said it was wonderful. I was so tired I believe I could have slept through anything. I do feel very refreshed however, though I can't say I'm relaxed. How was yours?" I replied back with a teasing smile.
"Well I am glad your night was restful, most of mine was looking at maps and charts plotting our course back to the mainland. I trust Commander Utah made you both most comfortable?"
"Very, he was very courteous and we got my arm patched up too. He knows our language well."
"I'm glad to hear that. Breakfast will be served soon but before that lets find you and the cat some new clothes. They won't be exact fit or look very high quality, but they will be functional and fresh."
"I would greatly appreciate the change of clothes. I do have to admit that these are not very... appealing. I'm pretty small however, are you sure you are going to be able to find something anywhere close to my size?"
"Utah should have a spare set of something you can wear. Rangi on the other hand will be easy to find clothes for. Utah should still be in his room finishing getting dressed."
With that he led the way further back into the ship, passing various rooms that were all adorned with golden chandeliers, finely polished wood, bookshelves, charts and many other unique objects that made each room slightly different from each other." The hallway we were walking down was narrow, but big enough to me and the Admiral to walk side by side. The walls were polished wood with a few pictures of other ships lit by the sun coming from windows in the roof, with candle holders fastened to the wall for night.
The ship, at least from my perspective was fairly long and wide, so the trip down the hallway was about the same as it would have taken me to get from the bar in the brothel to my room. We came to a room and the very end of the hall before a flight stairs leading both a level down and one up. The Admiral knocked on the door which was followed by a "Come in."
The Admiral opened the door slowly to reveal an out of uniform Utah, who was only clothed by a off-white V-necked long sleeve cotton shirt and a pair of royal blue pants both of which looked brand new. His fur was still damp from what I guessed would be from bathing though I was not sure how one could manage that on a ship, and was yet to be brushed.
"Ah, welcome to yet another part of this fine vessel." The Commander greeted me before regarding the Admiral, both simply nodding to each other. "Sorry about only being half dressed and unbrushed, I wasn't expecting company . To what do I owe this visit?"
"Alki here needs a new set of clothes, and you are the only one on this ship about his size." the admirial replied with a teasing grin.
The Commander paused for a second, and turned his eyes from the cloths he was putting away directly to the admiral. He regained his composure after a second, which left me feeling a little lost and invading. The Admiral looked unfazed by the glare he got and walking towards the Commander. I stood back while they whispered something in their language that was too low for me to translate.
"So yes, a change of clothes. I do have a few extra pairs of shirts and pants, though the shirts may still be a little bigger than your current one as my chest is bigger and I have heavier fur than you. You will find them in that middle drawer to your right, and you haven't need worry about bringing them back as they were supplied by the navy. They are nothing fancy or flashy but they do get the job done." he replied back to the original topic and walked over to where I was standing.
I stepped back to allow him access to the drawer which revealed more pairs of said clothing than I could count, and he pulled 3 pairs out and gave them to me which didn't seem to put much of a difference in the drawer. From the stiff feel and the fact that they looked heat pressed I surmised that they were brand new and most likely never worn, or the commander took exceptional care of them on the few occasions they might have been worn. Though they were tightly folded I could tell that there was nothing unique or special about the clothes themselves. The pants were a plain light brown, most likely with a string tie while the shirt was plain white and short sleeved. They both felt as if they were made out of canvas and regular cotton material, a feeling I was not accustomed to and would no doubt would take a bit of time to get used to.
"Right, now if there is no other business in which I can be of assistance with, I must make my way to the decks. These delinquent men I can soldiers seem to need a lot of encouragement to get things done." The Admiral nodded and all three of us left the room walking down the hall together back towards the room where Rangi and I slept.
We got back to the room and the Admiral and I entered it while the Commander went out to the deck to start the day and take care of the soldiers. Rangi was still asleep, turned on his side with the sheets only covering his low half. He really did look absolutely magnificent with his well toned body. I knew however that is was something I would never be able to have, and to be honest I didn't really want. Not only had I seen it all being a whore, I had great respect for him. A part of me wanted nothing but good for him, to protect him, and give him the life I never had. I never wanted to do anything that would compromise our friendship. I would never tell him to his face, but I needed him. I needed him to learn how to be myself again... For the short life I had left anyway.
"It's time to get up cat. We've got fish cooking out on deck, or raw if you want it." the Admiral boasted.
I saw Rangi's ear turn just enough to be noticeable, which the Admiral did not miss. He walked over to the bed and pulled the sheets off, bawling them up and tossing it at Rangi's head. I couldn't help but chuckle at the childish nature of the action, and the fact that Rangi didn't even move after he'd been hit with it.
"It was fresh caught this morning, and boy did it look delicious. If this island has anything good, it's the water-life... and the whores of course." The last part he turned to me and grinned.
That made me realize something else about myself. did I know how to be anything else besides a whore? Who and what was I at my core, at my very soul? Did I have anything to really offer at this point in my life, or was I just going to be rescued to live my remaining years how I wanted? Could I even be anyone true mate at this point, after so many years of damage? I didn't even know who I was below the whore, and only now did I realize how quiet I have been since I have been on this ship. Granted is wasn't more than half a day but I still hadn't managed to even get to know the Admiral or the Commander on a more personal basis. I have just basically been doing what I was told, with very little verbal interactions.
The Admiral seemed to sense the sudden change in my demeanor and turned back towards me with a puzzled look, to which I only averted my eyes and lowered my head to the side folding my ears back partially. He didn't say anything, but I could tell he was curious. I felt bad, and I wished I could tell him how I felt. There were no words however that could describe just exactly what I felt. The closest thing would be guilt, sadness, despair, hopelessness, all put together in one emotion. The feeling of 13 years of selling your body, your soul, your mind in order to live, having to put everything into a little black chest in the back of your head.
I felt the touch of a gently placed paw on my shoulder and another under my muzzle. As I looked into the Admiral's eyes, perhaps he did understand how I felt. Then again it could be only my wishful thinking playing tricks on me. Either way I got the sense from him that everything was going to be all right, and the hurt I once felt was nearing an end.
"Rangi, I'm going to set some fresh clothing here on the end of the bed. Come walk with me Alki, we have some things we need to discuss."
The Admiral wrapped his arm around my shoulders and we walked together side by side out of the room and onto the deck. It was more of a friend type hold, like two guys walking into the bar, or down the street after hunting. He stood very tall and proud, with his head up and eyes in ahead looking past everything and everyone. He clearly held the title of Admiral for a reason.
We walked up a short flight of stairs onto a smaller deck, where from what I could tell was a husky mix holding the rudder wheel while staring off into the distance. She looked bored just standing there, and completely relaxed. Her tail was wagging side to side ever so slightly, though that may have been because of the wind. Her fur was very fluffy and a medium length. Her fur was a dark brown-amber mix, with white being on her belly, bottom of her tail, and paws. She was wearing a small shirt that exposed her belly, similar to the one I was handed but looked like it was softer and was blue in color. Her pants were red, and was as the lapel she was wearing. Attached to the lapel were an assortment of medals as well as colored bars, the bars being attached on the left side of her chest, and the medals on the right.
She noticed me and look directly into my eyes. Despite having no discernable normal wolf characteristics, she still had the bright, all knowing amber eyes that pierced into your soul. Perhaps one of her ancestors was a wolf, or wolfdog, and she was just lucky enough to get the eyes.
She smiled slightly and nodded to my existence and went back to looking out into the horizon. The sun was rising behind the ship and was now half way between night and midday. The Admiral and I walked to the end of the deck, where he then rested his arm across the wooden railing and rested his weight on them. I placed my on paws on the railing, but chose to stay standing instead.
"I think it is about time I have shared parts of my life with you. I wasn't planning on it being so soon, well honestly at all really. I mean, well... Look I was planning on taking you off the island regardless, to buy you paying off your dept so you could be free. For some reason... I feel connected to you. It's strange though, I have never felt connected to a whore before. When I first looked into your eyes, I saw something. Despite how hard you try to give up or hide it, I see hope, courage, and aggression. I see all the signs of an Alpha, or at the lease a faithful Beta. I know this does not mean a lot to you since foxes don't share the same rank system we wolves do, but what I am saying is that if you wanted you could become a leader. You could make your own path and journey. That's why, despite having paid for a full service, I didn't want to lay with you."
I didn't even know how to respond. I wanted to say something, or hold him. I couldn't bring any words to mind, or make my body move. It was... just so strange for someone to tell me all of this.
"When I was young, I lost everything I had ever had. My home, my possessions, clothes... All of it was destroyed by the town I grew up in. I was forced to leave, or be killed. I journeyed to a nearby city where the navy was recruiting and to my surprise I am here now in front of you. It's illegal where I come from, so everything is kept secret. Only Tim has seen me with another guy, and he would never do anything to outright betray me. I have known him since the first ship we worked together on, and he found out about my secret by poking his nose in places it did not belong."
I looked over at him with a curious face but he kept looking down into the ocean. He was keeping his ears up and eyes away so I could not tell exactly how I was feeling, and his voice was as strong as it always was. Perhaps he has had a great deal of time to think about what he is saying and has learned how to be emotionally detached.
"You see..." he began again "One day about ten years ago, Tim caught me in the act of pleasing myself. I guess I must have been being a little too loud and he heard me through the door of my cabin. Back then I was a Commander and he was the Captains first mate. Anyhow from what he told me he was standing outside of my door knowing full well what I was doing, and he was getting aroused from just listening to me. It turned out that I had forgotten to lock the door, so he opened it a crack and started watching me. It took me a few minutes to notice but eventually over my own scent I smelt his arousal, and by that time he had already entered the room. I could see his bulge clearing through his pants and he was eyeing my arousal. He walked over to me and started playing with each other, taking things slow and easy. I undressed him and before long I was pawing him off while he laid on the floor panting. I ending up giving him a muzzle job and he finished. He pawed me off the rest of the way since he refused to muzzle me himself, which I said was fine. Since then we have always shared a special bond and we have been with each other ever since. He still does not admit to liking males, but does admit to liking me. Unlike me though he does like have having the companionship of females. It is nice though being able to be on the exclusive list when it comes to males, though he will never be able to be my mate."
"Is that your plan for me than?" I asked curiously.
"My plan for you is none other than to set you free. I could tell that you were not the average whore, and I felt guilty seeing you there. I have set in motion a life for you to live and be happy. You can do as you wish, as well as the cat once we get to the mainland. Tomorrow I shall explain the laws to you so that you will not get into any trouble. Come let us retire for breakfast in my study, I'll shall have someone bring us food."
I really did not know whether I should have been thanking him or not. He set me free but also took away the only life I knew. I was going to have to learn how to live in someone else's world now, and I don't know what I wanted to do with myself. Even though the brothel was disgusting and degrading, everything I needed from food to a physician was given to me in order for the house to keep making coin off of me. Now I might have to learn how to acquire it all on my own. I really didn't want to live in a big city either, rather somewhere rural and away from other furs.