Title: The Soap
Author: Betty

Rating: NC-17
Category: Slash
Pairing: Too numerous to mention.
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Distribution: Please let me know where.
Feedback: er.br@sympatico.ca

Summary: The continuing saga of the Galactican sex slaves. Battlestar 
Galactica's first fanfic soap opera.



Sheba ran to the shuttle, praying she hadn't missed it. It would not go 
well for her if she missed the shuttle. That would be two sectons in a 
row. No it most definitely would not be good. Arriving at the launch 
bay she discovered she had just missed it. "Oh no, not again," she 
sobbed.

Two centares later Sheba was running down the halls of the Rising Star. 
Arriving at her destination she knocked on the door. The door opened 
and she was roughly pulled inside and thrown to the floor.

"You are over two centars late young lady. What excuse do you have this 
time?" The stern, angry voice said.

Kneeling with her forehead on the floor Sheba sobbed, "I am deeply 
sorry Master Uri, I promise to do my best next time. I had reports to 
finish filling out, and then had to take those reports to my superior 
officer for signing and then he had to them to his superior officer, 
who had to approve them before sending them to Colonel Tigh. All of 
this made me miss the shuttle, I am sorry Master."

Uri slowly walked around Sheba, smacking her butt with his riding crop 
each time he passed behind her. "And tell me slave just who is this 
superior officer you had to take your reports to?"

"Lieutenant Starbuck, Master."

"Oh yes, him. You want him don't you?"

"No Master, no. I have never wanted Starbuck."

"Remove your clothing slave. I will have to teach you a lesson in 
wanting another man without my permission."

Sheba quickly removed her uniform, knowing she was in big trouble.

"Master, I am telling you the truth, I have never wanted Starbuck. He's 
just a friend." Sheba was sobbing as Uri tied  her to the spanking 
bench. She hated being tied to this thing. With her legs and arms bound 
tightly in the straps and her butt up in the air, exposed for a good 
ripe spanking. There was no way she could even move.

Uri inspected his work. Yes she was securely bound. Swiftly he brought 
the palm of his hand down on Sheba`s firm buttocks, causing her to cry 
out.

"Ouch!"

"That's just the beginning, slave. When I'm done your going to have 
trouble sitting in that viper of yours."

After severely spanking Sheba with the palm of his hand for a good five 
centons, Uri then picked out a good leather strap. He liked this one 
the best. It gave a good stinging slap, and left bright red marks that 
the victim felt for at least a secton afterwards, especially when she 
sat down.

Raising the strap high above Sheba's already sore ass, Uri brought it 
down HARD on her butt, leaving a bright red line. Sheba gasped at the 
pain, yet begged her Master for more. Secretly, she was enjoying this, 
and Uri knew it. Uri spanked Sheba's butt over and over again for a 
full five centons. Now her butt cheeks were a very bright red, and felt 
like they were on fire. When Uri was done with his spanking he then 
untied Sheba from the spanking bench, and moved her to his specially 
designed bondage table. He was going to take her from behind, and then 
let her return to the Galactica with a very special, uncomfortable 
reminder of this night. Needless to say, Sheba's torture had just 
begun.

{Note: If you want to know what this spanking bench looks like, and 
just how Sheba was bound in it. Then go to www.sandm.com click on 
enter-this is a free site-when the page loads click on pics, then click 
on spanking bench} Betty

Uri practically threw Sheba over the round table. He had it designed 
special. It was at the right height, so that when a slave was placed on 
it, their buttocks were at the level of their Masters genitals, the 
right height for a good old fashioned fracken. The top had a hole cut 
into it that the slaves breast were placed into. Gravity pulling them 
down, making the nipples more sensitive to stimulation. Then underneath 
the table, attached to chains, were a pair of weighted nipple clamps. 
Uri secured the clamps on Sheba and then tightened up the chain, the 
weights pulling her breasts down. If by chance she managed to raise up, 
the clamps would bite into her tender flesh, causing her to come back 
down very quickly. Uri also secured her arms and legs to the table 
legs, pulling her legs wide apart, making her ready. He then inserted a 
vibrating, two way dildo, the kind that goes up both the vagina and the 
anus, and turned it on low. Then sat back to enjoy his handiwork, and 
let Sheba suffer just a little bit.

*****

In another part of the Rising Star, Lieutenant Starbuck was busy with 
his own slave. Tying his victim, face down, on the bed he said. "Those 
handcuffs are not too tight I hope."

"Oh, no, Master. They are just right."

"Good. I wouldn't want to hurt my slave, * to much*, now would I?" 
Starbuck slowly, softly, caressed his slave's back, causing the slave 
to moan in pleasure. He placed soft, quick little kisses down his 
slave's back, all the way to the firm, sexy butt, were he used his 
tongue. Licking up and down his slave's crack, driving the slave wild, 
begging for more. Sitting up he gave his slave a quick, sharp slap on 
the behind and, rubbing the palm print he left to ease the pain, said,
"Now, now, I will decide when you get more."

Turning the slave's head to face him, he gave the pouting lips and 
soft, loving kiss full of passion.

*****

Uri decided to was time for Sheba's punishment to proceed. Going to the 
table he quickly removed the vibrator, causing Sheba to cry out in 
frustration. Uri laughed at her moan, she was getting close to coming, 
and he didn't want that happening. Quickly he placed a large butt plug 
into her anus, and himself into her vagina. He started thrusting 
quickly. Going fast and hard, "You had better not come without my 
permission, slave, or you will have to pay the price." He warned her.

The double stimulation of the butt plug and Uri`s thrusting gave Sheba 
the feeling of being completely filled up. Suddenly Uri reached under 
her and started stimulating her clitoris. Now she was being driven 
completely wild. The triple stimulation, plus the feeling of the tight 
clamps on her nipples and her breast swinging under her, was too much, 
and she started to come, and come hard. Every muscle in her body 
tightened up, and she started to shake as her orgasm built to it's 
highest point, "Oh god yes, oooooooohhhhhhhhhh that feels so good."

The tightening of Sheba's vaginal muscles caused Uri to come soon after 
and with a loud, "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" and he spilled his seed 
deep within her.

After Uri`s body had recovered from his orgasm he informed Sheba that 
she had to be punished for coming without permission. He went into the 
bathroom for a few minutes and returned carrying an enema bag.

"Oh no, Master no, not that, please!"

"Oh yes, slave. But tonight I am going to give you an extra punishment 
for being so naughty."

Uri quickly gave Sheba the enema, but instead of letting her go to the 
bathroom to relieve herself, he replaced the large butt plug and untied 
her bounds, and released her nipples and breasts from their prisons.

Turning her around to face him he said, "Now, put your clothes back on 
and do not relieve yourself until you are back on the Galactica. Maybe 
this will remind you to obey *all* my orders next time. I will see you 
next secton, same time. And Sheba, *do not be late again* or I will be 
forced to use the wooden horse on you."

A look of fear crossed Sheba's face, she hated the wooden horse. It  
had to be the most painful and cruel of all tortures.

*****

Starbuck's slave was now tied spread eagle and face up, enjoying a full 
frontal massage from Starbuck's very talented mouth and tongue. He had 
started at the slave's mouth, sucking on the lips, and then pushing in 
his tongue, counting each of the slave's teeth. From there he moved to 
the jawline, kissing and licking his way from one ear to the other, and 
gently nibbling on each lobe. Slowly he worked his way down the slave's 
neck, not stopping until he reached the nipples. Once there he took his 
time, paying special attention to each one. He slowly licked around the 
whole areola before sucking the nipple as far into his mouth as it 
would go, causing the slave to moan in pleasure. All the while he was 
doing this, he slowly stroked the slave's groin, making sure the slave 
was completely turned on.

He sat up and undid the bonds holding the slave's legs down, and pushed 
them up and secured them with ropes to the head of the bed. He lay down 
on top of his slave, caressing the inner thighs that were now trapped 
on either side of him.

"Looks like your completely at my mercy now, and I'm going to drive you 
mad with desire, your entire body quivering at my touch, begging me to 
make love to you." Starbuck whispered in his slave's ear.

*****

When the shuttle landed on the Galactica, Sheba practically dove off 
it, and ran to the nearest turboflush. All she could think about was 
getting that butt plug out and finally relieving herself. Unfortunately 
for Sheba, the turboflush was full of giddy cadets, all giggling over 
how *handsome* all the male warriors were, and wouldn't they just love 
it if just one of them asked them out. It was driving Sheba nuts, and 
she got to the point that she couldn't hold on any longer, she was 
about to relieve herself in her pants. Butt plug up her ass or not. 
Arriving at the breaking point she yelled, "Oh for Sagan's sake shut 
up, get out of my way. You get off that turboflush, I gotta go and I 
gotta go NOW." She yelled at them as she opened a stall a pulled one 
poor girl off the seat.

"Well I never."

"God what a bitch she is."

"Damn, I pissed all over myself thanks to her."

But as Sheba let out a big, "OOOOooohhhhhhhhhh, finally!" They all 
started to laugh. "P U, Lieutenant, what crawled up your ass and died?" 
They giggled as they ran out. 

'Those cadets are in for it big time next time I get them in the 
simms.'

*****

Starbuck was down between his slave's legs. Licking and sucking on that 
part that always drove the slave wild, and thrusting three fingers in 
and out of the slave's body. The slave was moaning constantly, the body 
quivering as Starbuck had promised, and begging, oh how Starbuck loved 
to hear his slave beg.

"Please...please...please..."

"Please what? You have to tell me what you want."

"Please...please....please make love to me....please.."

"Oh. That's what you want, well I don't know."

"OOOOOOOOOhhhhhhh....please Master....*PLEASE*..."

"Well, when you put it like that."

Starbuck then sat up and grabbed his slave's butt in both hands, and 
pushed himself inside with one thrust. Holding himself still for a few 
centons, just to drive the slave wilder still. The slave started 
thrusting on Starbuck's hard cock, as best as was possible being as the 
slave was tied up that way. Starbuck decided he had teased his slave 
enough and thrust back, picking up speed, driving himself in and out 
faster and harder with each thrust. He lay down on top of his slave so 
he had more control over his thrusts. 

"Oh..oh..oh..oh..oh." his slave moaned as the orgasm started to build.

"Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes, yes, yes." As the orgasm hit.

Starbuck cried out, "AAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhggggggggggggg!" as 
his own orgasm hit, and he shot his cream deep into his slave.

When they had calmed down, and Starbuck untied the slave, the slave 
looked Starbuck in the eye stuck out the lower lip and said, "Aren't we 
going to do it again? Master, owner of my body, the only man who can 
bring to the edge and back. Please, pretty please. I`ll let you put 
whipped cream on me."

Starbuck reached for the whipped cream.

*****

The next morning, Sheba was in agony. She had to go out on patrol. Her 
ass already felt like it was stuck in a vice grip, and that was 
standing up. How would it feel after three centars of sitting in a 
viper.

"Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned.

"Hey, what's the matter sheba, are you feeling ill?" Her wingmate Bojay 
asked.

"No Bojay, I'm fine. Just a little sore. I was up late last night."

"Well maybe you should tell Apollo not to keep you out so late from now 
on."

"Apollo? I wasn't with Apollo last night."

"Oh?" Bojay was sure she had been with Apollo. Well if Apollo wasn't 
dating Sheba, then just who did put that big smile on his face. Bojay 
planned on finding out.

*****

On the bridge Commander Adama was in a very good mood. He even supplied 
fresh hot coffee for the entire bridge crew, and let them drink it at 
their stations. Something that was completely unheard of.

Colonel Tigh was almost dancing with joy. He didn't yell at anyone that 
day, in fact even the largest of infractions only got a "Oh well, we're 
all only human after all. People make mistakes."

Omega watched the Commander and Colonel very closely. 'Something's up 
with those two. Sagan if I didn't know any better, I would think they 
both got laid last night over on the Star.' He said to himself.

*****

Apollo was whistling a happy tune when Boomer walked into the duty 
office. Boomer looked at his Captain, "Well now, someone's in a good 
mood. Got yourself a new lady friend Captain?"

"Now what makes you think that Boomer?"

"Apollo, you have same look on your face that Starbuck is wearing. The 
look of someone who was very lucky in bed last night."

Apollo's smile just grew wider, no way he was letting out his secret.

*****

In the life center, Cassi was also in a happy mood. She went about her 
daily duties singing an old love song from Gemini. The doctor watched 
her with a happy eye, and a grin on his face. 'Well, she enjoyed 
herself last night,' he thought.

*****

Starbuck sat back in the shadows, unnoticed, just watching his slave go 
about the daily duties that usually put a frown on the beautiful face. 
Not today though. Today his slave breezed through the duties with a 
smile, and a bounce to the step. Getting up Starbuck walked over to 
were the slave was working. Intent on bestowing a kiss on those 
beautiful lips.

At the same time, on the bridge, in the life center, and in the duty 
office, Tigh, Cassi and Apollo were each held in a loving embrace by 
the only man who could 'bring them to the edge and back'.

*****

One Secton Later

"Get out of my way people, I'm not missing that shuttle again!" Sheba 
yelled at everyone she saw while she ran to the launch bay. Being late 
was bad, very bad. There was no way she wanted to ride the wooden 
horse. That would be very painful indeed.

The Wooden horse was a devious device designed for slow sexual torture. 
It was a wide triangular plank, set with the sharp side up. The slave 
was lifted into the air, and set upon it, with their full body weight 
supported by....well a part of her that Sheba did not want supported by 
a sharp wooden plank. To make matters worse, heavy weights were 
attached to the ankles, so the slave would not fall off. And the wide 
part of the plank kept her legs spread wide apart. The ordeal was 
instantly unbearable.

As Sheba saw the shuttle leave the launch bay she said to herself, "Oh, 
maybe my Master will use the wooden pony instead."

The wooden pony was not as cruel as the horse. It was a long thin 
plank, about an inch thick, set into the wall. The slave's hands were 
tied, either behind the back, or to a ring in the ceiling and again 
weights were secured to the ankles. Then the slave was placed on the 
plank and forced to stand on their tip toes. After a while however the 
leg muscles gave out and the slave found themselves being supported on 
the plank by the tender flesh of their groin. Plus, unlike the horse, 
the pony could be used on a male slave, as well as a female one.

'Well,' Sheba thought, 'I guess the horse could be used on a man, but 
for the sharp point to go up there, ouch.'

*****

Apollo looked around at the shuttle passengers. He thought to himself, 
'I hope they can't tell that I've got a huge butt plug up my ass. Oh 
this thing feels so good. And if I wiggle just the right way it rubs on 
my prostate. Oh lords, if I keep doing this I'm gonna come in my pants, 
but oh it feels so good. I don't want to stop. Oh hurry up and get this 
shuttle over to the Rising Star so my Master can relieve this tension. 
Oh who am I kidding, I know him better than anyone. He's gonna want to 
play a few rounds of cards first, and make me sit there watching. 
Wanting him, getting so horny I want to scream at the top of lungs, 
"Fuck me Now!"' and Apollo came in his pants.

Boomer, as well every other passenger on the shuttle, stared at Apollo. 
"Sorry Captain, but you're not my type, and by the looks of that stain 
spreading over your crotch I would say you don't need it anymore." 
Boomer laughed, tears flowing down his face.

Apollo was never so embarrassed in his life. He hadn't realized until 
it was to late that he had yelled out his last thought. Now people were 
looking at him and whispering, giggling at what he had said. He knew 
his father would hear about this, but worse than that, would his Master 
hear as well? Stupid question of course he would hear.

*****

Cassi was tied, upside down. Hanging from a metal bar suspended from 
the ceiling of her Master's quarters. Her arms were placed inside long 
leather mitts, and then crossed behind her back and secured. Her head 
was at her Master's groin level, and she was busy, working away at his 
long hard shaft. Her Master had his face buried in her pussy, lapping 
up the grog he had poured in there.

*****

Adama had Tigh right were he wanted him. Tied to his bed, naked, and 
turned on. He was sitting on Tigh`s chest, forcing the colonel to suck 
on his long, thick, iron hard cock.

*****

Apollo slowly walked into the lounge, his head hung down in shame. 
People were still pointing at him and laughing. Telling their friends 
what they had witnessed on the shuttle. Then he saw Boomer laughing 
with his Master. He was telling him, Apollo knew it. Great, now he was 
going to be punished. He wouldn't be allowed to come again tonight. Oh 
well, he couldn't blame Boomer for sharing the joke, after all he 
didn't know about Apollo's true relationship with Starbuck. And 
Starbuck was so good at punishing Apollo.

*****

Dr. Salik`s grog was all gone, but oh Cassi`s mouth was so talented. 
She had brought him to climax three times in the last centar. And what 
a good slave she was, not once did she come. She was very good at not 
coming unless given permission. He was about to reward her. 

"Cassi, I'm going to allow you come once, but just once. When I reach 
down and touch your nose you'll know it's time."

Salik then started licking and sucking at Cassi`s clitoris. Fast, the 
way she liked it. He kept this up for five centons, then rubbed her 
nose with his thumb, giving her the signal, and she climaxed. But just 
a small one, she wasn't given permission to have a big huge 
one......YET.

*****

Adama came into Tigh`s mouth with a roar, shooting his seed deep into 
Tigh`s throat. After Tigh had thoroughly cleaned Adama off, he withdrew 
his now limp cock from the colonel's mouth. After turning up the speed 
on Tigh`s vibrator from slow to high, Adama then sat in his big 
armchair and lit the cigar Lieutenant Starbuck had given him that 
morning. He savored the taste as he watched Tigh shudder and moan. The 
vibrator teasing his anal muscles, and prostate to ecstasy, but Adama 
planned on pulling it out, before Tigh had the chance to come. Couldn't 
have that happening yet now could we?

*****

Apollo eyed Starbuck warily. He did not like the look of the smirk on 
his Master's face. That smirk told him Starbuck had something devious 
up his sleeve. Starbuck came up to him and, putting his arm around 
Apollo's shoulders, whispered in his ear, "I hear you had a little 
mishap on the shuttle this evening."

Swallowing, knowing he was in trouble, Apollo answered, "Yes Master, 
but I was thinking of you at the time."

Smiling broadly Starbuck chuckled, "Good save there Apollo. Now here, 
take the key to the room I've rented for the night, clean yourself up, 
and then wait for me. And Apollo, leave the butt plug in."

Starbuck then softly kissed Apollo's lips, in public, in front of 
hundreds of onlookers. Something that he had never done before, despite 
the fact that he knew Apollo always wanted him to.

Boomer watched as Starbuck whispered something to Apollo and handed him 
a key. 'Hmm, Bucko must have a room for the night and is letting Apollo 
use it to clean up in.' But then he saw the kiss, and then he saw 
Starbuck send Apollo off, *with a swat to the butt*. 'Oh good lord, 
their lovers. I knew it. I just knew it.'

Apollo went up to the room to clean off. After his turbowash he 
immediately kneeled, naked, in front of the door, waiting for Starbuck 
to arrive. He didn't have to wait long.

*****

Sheba was in agony. Uri had bound her hands tightly behind her back, 
put heavy weights on her ankles and then placed her on the pony. She 
was now standing on tip toes, and her leg muscles were starting to 
hurt.

"Please Master, I can't stay like this much longer."

"Then stand on your feet, not on your toes, slave."

She knew if she did that the edge of the board would dig into the 
tender flesh of her sex, bruising her badly. Getting tired of watching 
her fight to stay on her toes Uri went over and used the strap on her 
butt.

"Put your feet flat on the floor slave. NOW."

Sheba did as she was ordered, screaming as her clitoris was squeezed 
between her body and the board. Her screams became louder, when Uri 
cruelly lifted her feet off the floor, forcing Sheba to keep herself 
from falling, her balancing act putting more pressure on the very 
tender and bruised flesh between her legs.

*****

Starbuck quietly entered the room to see Apollo kneeling submissively 
before him. As he walked around him to place his jacket on the back of 
a chair, Apollo kept his head down, but tried to follow Starbuck with 
his eyes, turning his head just a micron would add further punishment.

"Close your eyes Apollo."

Doing as ordered Apollo could hear Starbuck removing his boots and 
dropping them on the floor. Then Starbuck was directly behind him 
gently pulling his head back. "Keep your eyes closed, no peeking, or 
I`ll have to spank you."

Apollo took a chance, and peeked, then grinned when he realized 
Starbuck noticed.

"You are a very, very bad boy Apollo." Starbuck whispered, as he 
blindfolded his slave.

After blindfolding Apollo, Starbuck made him stand and place his arms 
behind his back. Starbuck bound his arms tightly together with rope. He 
started at the top of the arms, as close to the shoulders as possible, 
and worked his way down to Apollo's wrists, Starbuck's skillful hands 
tying tiny knots that only he could untie. This type of bondage always 
forced the slave's chest to stick out, {try it, put your arms behind 
your back, force them together as close as possible, until it starts to 
hurt. Now what happens to *your* chest? Now imagine them tied tightly 
like that so you can't move them}.

Once Starbuck had Apollo's arms tightly bound, he then started teasing 
the helpless slave with the butt plug, still inserted inside him. 
Slowly Starbuck moved the plug in and out of Apollo, while lightly 
stroking the hard cock. Starbuck could tell by Apollo's moans and gasps 
that he was close to coming, so stopped the teasing long enough to 
place a tight cock ring around his slave's hard member, making 
ejaculation impossible.

"No coming without permission Apollo." Starbuck told him sternly, as he 
bent down and bit, hard, on each nipple. Causing Apollo to gasp and 
moan at the pain/pleasure.

Apollo knew instantly he was in for one torturous night.

Starbuck made Apollo spread his legs, placing his feet a little bit 
wider than shoulder width apart, and told him to stand very still. 
Apollo could hear Starbuck dumping out the bag of toys onto the floor, 
but the blindfold prevented him from seeing what toy his Master had 
chosen.

Apollo's breathing was now coming in short gasps, his body shuddering 
with unfulfilled desire. His throbbing cock aching for the release that 
was denied to him.

A light touch by something soft, slowly running up and down his cock, 
was all Apollo felt. He had no idea what it was, just that felt *sooooo 
gooooood*.

"Ooooohhhhhh," was all he could say as his knees started to buckle.

The soft touch stopped when Starbuck ordered, "No no Apollo. Keep your 
legs straight, don't bend them unless *I* say you can."

"Aaaaahhhhhhh aaaaaaahhhhhh," Apollo moaned.

Starbuck chuckled at Apollo's predicament, and decided it was time to 
move him towards the bed. Grabbing hold of Apollo's bonds, he pulled 
him over until they were just a foot from the bed. Stopping there he 
again made Apollo stand very still, with legs spread, as he reached for 
another toy.

Apollo felt Starbuck take hold of the butt plug. Slowly pumping it. 
Pushing it back up inside him just before it completely left his body. 
Then he did pull it completely out, and pushed it back in. Over and 
over Starbuck did this. The constant feeling of being full, then empty, 
full, empty, full, empty, then he felt Starbuck twist the plug as he 
pushed it in and the feeling changed as the butt plug was screwed in, 
screwed out, screwed in, screwed out. Over and over again. All the time 
Apollo's moans becoming louder and longer.

"Oooohhhh oooohhhh oooohhhh ooooooohhhhhh, OOOOOOhhhhhh OOOOOOOHHHHH 
HHHH OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH *OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH*!" then the plug was 
all the way in. Starbuck holding it still, not moving it at all.

"Ooooohhhhhh pppp ooooohhhhhpppppllllleasssse!"

"I'm sorry Apollo, I can't understand what you're saying. Now tighten 
up those lovely ass muscles of yours and don't let this fall out."

"*OOOOOHHHHH* *OOOOOHHHHHH*!" was the only response Apollo could get 
out as
he clamped down on the butt plug. He soon discovered that Starbuck had 
replaced the original butt plug with a vibrating dildo, that was set on 
high.

Starbuck slowly removed his clothes and then turned Apollo so he was 
facing the big arm chair. Starbuck then plopped down in the chair, and 
lit a cigar, sitting back to admire Apollo's body as he shuddered and 
shook. Concentrating on keeping the vibrator inside him. Apollo's 
constant moans and whimpers had Starbuck harder than he had ever been 
before, and he reached down and slowly masturbated as he smoked, 
thinking of what he was about to do to Apollo next.

Apollo heard Starbuck plop into the chair, he could smell the smoke 
from the cigar. Oh how he wanted to come, to feel Starbuck's cock 
moving inside him instead of this vibrator. Oh lords he hoped Starbuck 
smoked that cigar fast. He couldn't take this much longer, he was about 
to scream, could feel it building up inside him.

"*OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH PLEASE,OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH 
PLEASE STARBUCK PLEASE OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH PLEASE*!"

A gentle hand on his face, caressing his cheeks. Soft lips kissing his. 
Another hand, caressing his back, reaching down, turning off the 
vibrator, removing it,

"Hush now Apollo." Starbuck whispered, "Was that too much?"

Apollo cuddled onto Starbuck's shoulder, hungrily kissing his neck. 
Sobbing out his plea for release.

"Not yet Apollo, I've got more planned for you before I let you cum."

"Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh please."

"*I said not yet.*" Starbuck repeated with force as he slapped Apollo 
hard on the crack of his ass, leaving a bright red hand print. "I have 
something else I want to do to you, and Apollo, after tonight, you will 
have a constant reminder of just who your Master is."

"Ooooooohhhhhh yes oooohhhh yes ooohhh yes," Apollo moaned, as Starbuck 
once more slid the vibrator inside him.

Starbuck ordered Apollo to put his legs together again. Then proceeded 
to bind them together. Starting at the top of his thighs, and working 
his way down to Apollo's ankles, he placed the tiny knots. Apollo 
gasping as each knot was cinch tight, the rope making an impression 
into the skin.

Starbuck stood back and admired his work. Apollo did look like a work 
of art. His shoulders pulled back, and chest out. His balls hanging 
over the top rope, with his cock standing straight up, the tight cock 
ring keeping it from releasing it's love juices. And Apollo's face. 
Although Starbuck could not see Apollo's eyes because of the blindfold, 
he knew they were closed, because of the way he was holding his 
sensuous mouth. The look on Apollo's face was one of ecstasy.

Apollo could feel Starbuck watching him. Knew he was waiting for him to 
start begging for more. Knew the only way he would get more was to beg 
for it. Then he felt the soft touch on his cock again. Stroking slowly 
up one side, down the other, around the head. Now it was moving up his 
belly, towards his chest. Around each nipple, and on to his throat. Up 
and down his neck he felt it, and then on each cheek, before it started 
on it's reverse run. The feeling had him moaning louder still, 
quivering uncontrollably.

Starbuck slowly caressed Apollo with the tip of the feather, watching 
as Apollo quivered at it's touch. The sounds he made, moaning with each 
breath. When he returned to Apollo's cock, he tickled the small 
opening, now even the moans had a quiver to them. Apollo's legs started 
to buckle again, and Starbuck had to catch him. Standing him up again 
Starbuck whispered.

"No no. I told you to remain standing, now didn't I?"

"Ohohohohohohoh huh ohohohohohohohh."

Starbuck smiled at the fact that all Apollo could get out were 
quivering moans. Making sure Apollo was standing, Starbuck reached for 
his little surprise.

Apollo's entire body was completely turned on. Never in his life had he 
been this excited. The blindfold and the fact that his arms and legs 
were tightly bound just added to his excitement. He was completely at 
Starbuck's mercy, wondering what his very talented and sexy Master had 
in store for him next.

Suddenly, without any warning, Apollo felt a cold wetness on his left 
nipple. Then he moaned loudly at the pleasurable pain of a clamp on his 
nipple. But the clamp was removed, leaving a stinging sensation. Then 
the same thing was repeated on his right nipple. Starbuck then removed 
the blindfold.

Blinking at the light Apollo looked into Starbuck's mischievous eyes, 
and saw the evil grin.

"Look down Apollo."

Looking down Apollo saw that Starbuck had pierced his nipples.

Apollo loved the look of those small gold rings  against his skin. They 
seemed to make his nipples stand out more, make them more sexy. He 
tried to tell Starbuck that, but he was only capable of moaning.

Starbuck flicked the rings with his fingers.

"Do you like them Apollo?"

"Huuuuu aaaaahhhhhh ooooooohhhhhh."

"Aw, poor baby. Do you need something more?"

"Huuuuuuu aaaaaahhhhh."

Starbuck reached behind Apollo and pulled one end of the rope securing 
his arms. The specially designed knots untied one at a time, freeing up 
Apollo's arms. Apollo instantly dropped them to his sides and moaned 
loudly as the blood flow returned to normal. Once Starbuck had freed 
his legs, he found himself flat on his back on the bed, Starbuck laying 
on top of him.

Starbuck hungrily kissed Apollo's lips, pushing his tongue inside. He 
could tell Apollo needed sexual release fast, and that there was no 
need for anymore foreplay. He roughly grabbed Apollo's legs and threw 
them over his shoulders. In one swift move he pulled out the vibrator 
and replaced it with his cock, pushing in all the way. He started 
thrusting fast and hard, all the while Apollo moaning, "oh oh oh oh oh" 
with each thrust. Quickly he reached up and removed the cock ring, and 
Apollo instantly came with screaming moan.

"*OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!*

Apollo's sperm shot high, hitting Starbuck in the chin and chest. His 
anal muscles contacted so tightly Starbuck found himself unable to move 
*in or out*. The tightness milked him dry, as he came an instant later, 
shouting his slave's name.

"OOOOOOHHHHHHHHLOOOOOOODSAAAAAAAAAAAPPOOOOOOOOLLLLOOOOOOO!"

As Starbuck's orgasm ended he found Apollo was still clinched tight on 
his cock. His butt still thrusting itself on the cock inside. Apollo 
still moaning wildly, about to come again, and he did.

"Ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhoooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhoooooooooooo
oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhoooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhooooooooo
o
oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Just not quite as hard this time. But he was still clinched tight, and 
Starbuck could not get out, even though he had gone limp.

"Oh shit, now what do I do?" Starbuck was very worried.

'OK Bucko calm down and then calm down Apollo,' Starbuck told himself.

Taking deep breaths Starbuck quickly calmed his nerves, well best he 
could with his dick stuck up Apollo's ass, and started to soothe 
Apollo.

He stroked Apollo's cheeks as he softly whispered, "Apollo, baby, I 
need you to calm down or else we are going to spend the rest of our 
lives joined like this, and I don't think that would make flying a 
viper to easy baby, okay?"

Apollo didn't seem to be understanding what Starbuck was saying. Then 
he said something that Starbuck, at this point in time, never thought 
he would ever hear again, "I want more."

It was just a whisper, but Starbuck understood every word. Looking down 
Apollo's body he was shocked at what he saw.

"*Shit Apollo, you're still hard as a rock!*"

"I want more." Louder this time, a very determined look on Apollo's 
face.

"Yeah, I can see that. You're gonna have to loosen up your muscles so I 
can get out, *then* I can take care of your problem."

Apollo didn't want to let Starbuck out, but then he realized what 
Starbuck had in mind, and slowly allowed his muscles to relax. As soon 
as Starbuck had slipped out he immediately went down and took Apollo's 
entire length in his mouth. Apollo started bucking wildly, ramming his 
cock deep into Starbuck's mouth. He grabbed the back of Starbuck's 
head, forcing his cock all the way to the back of Starbuck's throat. 
Starbuck grabbed onto Apollo's hips, and rolled them both over.

Once on top Apollo picked up the pace of his thrusts. Fucking 
Starbuck's face like there was no tomorrow. It didn't take long for his 
third orgasm to hit, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed as he shot his load deep 
into Starbuck's throat.

Starbuck couldn't swallow, he couldn't even breathe, the way Apollo was 
pumping away at his mouth. As soon as he felt Apollo start to go limp 
he immediately pushed him out and took a deep breath, sitting up on the 
bed, his lungs aching for air.

"Starbuck.....are you okay?"

"I will be, as soon as I catch my breath."

"Can we have another torture session like that again? *SOON.*"

"Oooohhhhhhh nooooooo." Starbuck moaned as he flopped back on the bed.

"What? What's the matter? I liked being tied up liked that. Starbuck? 
Starbuck. Can I get a chain to go with these nipple rings?"

*****

The Next Morning

Sheba hurt so bad, she could barely walk. Bojay noticed her coming onto 
the landing bay and ran to help her.

"Sheba, what the hell happened to you last night?"

Crying, and fed up with what Uri had done to her, she told Bojay 
everything. Including a description of  both the wooden horse and the 
wooden pony.

"And then when he finally let me off it, after spending a centar 
balancing on the thing with my feet up off the floor, he raped me."

"That bastard, I`ll kill him." Bojay vowed.

"No Bojay, you can't."

"Just wait. He's gonna get his. Come on I'm taking you to the life 
center, NOW."

*****

In the Life center Dr. Salik was appalled at the bruising Sheba had 
suffered. And then to learn that Uri had raped her after this cruel 
torture, that just infuriated him. After he had seen to her injuries, 
and put her in a med cot, he immediately notified all the Master's on 
the Galactica and informed them of what had happened. A meeting to 
discuss the matter was planned, they would meet in the Commander's 
quarters for the mid day meal.

*****

Apollo saw Starbuck enter his father's quarters. Wondering what was 
going on, he followed. He knew how to open the door just a crack, 
allowing someone to peek inside. Doing so he saw that Starbuck had gone 
to dining room section of the Commander's quarters, so he quietly 
stepped inside to take a look. Peeking around the corner he saw not 
only Starbuck and his father, but also Boomer, Giles, Brie and Athena,  
plus others that he couldn't place a name to. And a table laden with 
food, good food. 'What's going on?' he thought.

"And just what are you doing here Captain?"

Dr. Salik said as he grabbed Apollo by the back of his jacket and led 
him into the room.

"Look who I found spying on us." He announced to the other Masters.

Looking at Apollo sternly Adama said, "Apollo, this luncheon is for 
Masters only, you slaves are not permitted. Unless your here to serve 
the food."

"No." Apollo replied meekly.

"Oh. Are you here at Starbuck's order to serve as entertainment?"

"No Sir," he squeaked out.

"Then what are you doing here?"

"I was wondering what was going on," he answered, head down.

"None of your business. Now leave before Starbuck permits all of us to 
spank you....or something, not me though, no way." Adama was getting 
embarrassed now.

"Don't worry Commander, I`ll see to him later." Starbuck said.

Apollo sulked away, almost bumping into Bojay on the way out. "Get out 
of my way Pegasus boy."

"Lords Apollo, what's up your ass?"

Apollo didn't answer him. He was busy planning on getting even with his 
father. By teasing Tigh. And thanks to Starbuck, he had the perfect 
weapon that would send Tigh whining to his Master.

"Ha ha ha, I can be so bad when I want to."

Apollo decided to have lunch with colonel Tigh.

"I thought you always ate with Starbuck?" The Colonel asked him, a bit 
confused, yet thrilled to eating with the sexy Captain.

"I do. But today it seems all the Masters are having a big party in my 
father's quarters."

"Oh that. That's not a party. Promise me you won't let your father know 
I eavesdropped on his conversation, and I`ll tell you what I heard."

"OK Promise. Cross my heart."

"OK. Something happened to one of the slaves last night, and they were 
hurt really bad. I don't know who, didn't hear that part. But anyway, 
the rest of the Masters are discussing the matter, and planning on 
doing something about it. And I guess Bojay knows what's going on, he 
found the injured slave, and I think they're all planning on giving him 
that slave, as a gift. Plus I hear Boomer has as a slave now, so he's 
being asked to join the club, as well as Bojay."

"Glad I'm not that slave." Apollo cringed at the idea of belonging to 
Bojay "I'd kill myself. That's if I didn't kill him first."

"Yeah, I agree with you there. Now you said you had something to show 
me. Something Starbuck gave you. What is it? I'm dying to know."

"Not here, in the men's room, come on."

In the Men's, Apollo checked the stalls to make sure they were alone. 
Satisfied they were, Apollo removed his jacket, and unfastened his 
shirt. Spreading his shirt wide open he showed Tigh his new nipple 
rings. Smiling wickedly he said, "See, Starbuck loves me so much, he 
pierced my nipples last night. Aren't they beautiful, and the gold goes 
so well against my skin. And there's more. Starbuck said he would get 
me a gold chain to attach to them. Don't you think that will look sexy? 
Colonel? Colonel, what's wrong? You do have nipple rings don't you?"

Colonel Tigh didn't hear Apollo. He was starting to cry. Only Masters 
who were in love with their slaves pierced their nipples. It was a 
sign, for all the other Masters and slaves that this slave was special. 
And at a party, when they all got together, slaves that had nipple 
rings were never shared. They were private property.

Tigh ran out of the men's room crying loudly, "That's not fair, it's 
not fair, it's not fair."

*****

Uri was surprised to receive an invitation to a party on the Galactica. 
Especially a party hosted by Adama. Well now, he wasn't about to pass 
this up. He was looking forward to showing off his warrior slave. He 
sent a message to Sheba to meet him there. He also left her an order of 
what she was to wear. A black, see through, crotchless teddy. He didn't 
expect an answer back, she knew better than to disobey him.

*****

The Masters on the Galactica had everything in order, and Uri was 
coming. He didn't suspect a thing. Bojay had intercepted the message 
sent to Sheba. Now he was seething, how dare Uri order her to wear 
something like that. He was looking forward to informing Uri that Sheba 
was no longer his slave. Plus the other little surprise they had in 
store, he was really looking forward
to that.

*****

Apollo could hardly wait. He was going to get to show off his nipple 
rings. A party, his father was throwing a party. And Starbuck had given 
him a gold chain to attach to his rings. Oh sure he had to endure a 
spanking, in front of Tigh, because he had teased him, and he went 
crying to Adama. But that was okay. He liked getting spanked, and 
besides, Apollo got revenge. As Tigh was about to leave, Apollo looked 
straight at him and grinned as he flicked his nipple rings, causing 
Tigh to run screaming from the room. Starbuck didn't see what happened, 
and Apollo just pretended not to know what was wrong. Then Starbuck 
handed him the gold chain. He was good at manipulating Starbuck and 
getting everything he wanted. Yep, he was the only one in the entire 
fleet who could actually say he had 'starbucked' Starbuck. He could con 
anything from his Master. Now to get the one thing every slave desired 
more than nipple rings. A tattoo. Those were given to the slave at the 
sealing ceremony. In front of all the Masters and slaves.

"That will really drive Tigh into hysterics, not to mention every women 
on board this battle barge." Apollo laughed.

*****

Adama inspected the secret surprise they had in store for Uri. Yes, 
everything was in place, the party was planned, and everything was 
going on schedule. Starbuck was very good at getting the things no one 
else could manage to get. Adama didn't know how the young man did it, 
and was not about to ask, it might be illegal.

"Soon Uri, soon." Adama laughed as he thought about what they were 
going to do.

*****

Sheba inspected herself in the mirror. Tonight was going to be fun. A 
big party on the Galactica, with all the Galactican Masters and slaves 
present. She could hardly wait to see the look on Uri`s face when he 
saw she was not wearing what he had ordered her to.

"And when he finds out why, that's going to be even better." She 
chuckled.

*****

Tigh glared at Apollo. Standing there showing off his nipple rings and 
gold chain, in those tight leather pants that looked like they had been 
painted on, the shape of his cock showing through the black material. 
How could Starbuck give him a chain, right after a punishment too. Oh, 
it just made Tigh`s blood boil. He had been Adama's slave a lot longer 
than Apollo had been Starbuck's and it just wasn't fair. He deserved to 
have nipple rings. He couldn't take this any longer. He marched over to 
where Apollo was talking with the other slaves.

"I got a good mind to rip those out, *Captain*." Tigh said through 
clinched teeth, sounding like a spoiled brat.

Turning to face him Apollo started to say something, but Cassi 
interrupted, "You do and you will have all of us to deal with 
*Colonel*."

"What's going on here? Tigh are you causing more problems? Do I have to 
punish you again?" Adama was very angry with Tigh, a slave had no 
business insisting his Master give him nipple rings, and now he was 
starting fights with the other slaves.

"He threaten to rip out Apollo's rings Sir." Greenbean told the 
Commander. Everyone knew when Adama asked a question you had better 
answer. He wasn't just the Commander, he was also the High Master. The 
equivalent to a Mafia Godfather. Even the other Masters did as he said.

Adama then grabbed Tigh by the ear and dragged him to the middle of the 
room.

"Starbuck! Bring me the stocks! Now!"

Starbuck quickly pushed the stocks to the middle of the room. The top 
was lifted and Tigh was locked inside. He would spend the rest of the 
evening bent over, with his head and wrist sticking out the holes of 
the wooden prison. Adama removed Tigh`s pants, and then told the slaves 
to enjoy themselves, throwing eggs at their new target. The honor of 
the first toss was given to Apollo. After all, he was the one Tigh 
threatened.

Finally, Uri arrived.

Sheba was the first to see him. She walked over to him, defiantly. 
Placing her hands on her hips she said, "About time you got here."

Uri took one look at her. Wearing tight leather pants and a vest, that 
showed off her figure, only her breasts showing, instead of the see 
through teddy as he had ordered.

"What are you doing? Those are not the clothes I ordered you to wear. 
How dare you go against my orders, you will pay for this."

"I don't think so. My new Master said I looked perfect in this."

"WHAT! What new Master? I did not sell you. You cannot just change 
Masters at your whim. You belong to me."

Uri reached out to grab Sheba by the hair, but was grabbed himself, by 
Giles and Starbuck. Uri tried to struggle, but the warriors were too 
strong. Adama ordered Sheba to return to the other slaves. He then 
turned to Uri. The whole room could hear the anger in Adama's voice as 
he said to Uri.

"The Galactican chapter of the BDSM society has certain rules that must 
be followed when torturing slaves. Anyone who has a Galactican slave 
must follow those rules, or suffer the consequences. Even if you are 
not a member of our tight little group. You Uri have broken two very 
important rules. Rules that were made to protect our slaves." He turned 
to the group of Masters, looking for one of the new members. "Boomer. 
You're going to be inducted into the society tonight, isn't that 
right?"

"Ah, yes Sir." Boomer answered, not expecting to be called upon.

"Tell me, what is rule number one for dishing out punishment and or 
torture?"

"Any punishment or torture that causes serious injury, or causes the 
slave to require medical treatment is strictly forbidden. Sir."

"Yes, that's correct. Now Bojay. You're going to be inducted tonight as 
well. You tell me rule number two."

Clearing his throat Bojay said, "Punishment or torture that causes a 
slave to be unable to fulfill their work duties, whether it be civilian 
or military, is strictly forbidden. Sir."

"Well now. Don't you gentlemen, and ladies, think these two are cute? 
And they answered so quickly. But I am off topic. Uri.you have broken 
both these rules, and will now find yourself punished. Starbuck, Giles, 
lead him away. The rest of the Masters follow. You mistresses stay here 
and make sure the slaves behave themselves."

Uri was lead to a side room, off the main reception hall. As soon as 
the door closed, all the slaves stopped tossing their eggs to turn and 
stare in the direction from were they heard the very agonizing scream.

Uri took one look at what they were about to do to him, and screamed. 
He couldn't believe this. He was a Master. That meant he owned Sheba 
and had every right to do what he wanted to her. What made these 
warriors think they could make up rules to suit themselves. He would 
see to it that they paid for this.

"If you do this to me I will have you all up on charges. The council 
will strip every one of you of your rank. You will all spend the rest 
of your miserable lives on the prison barge." He screamed.

The men could smell the fear emitting from Uri`s body. They all hated a 
coward. And Uri was the biggest, fattest coward they ever saw.

Adama ordered his men to hurry up. "Strip him down. And don't any of 
you dare puke on the floor at the sight of his flabby body. Do it on 
him. That's an order"

"WHAT! Adama you're not serious. You're ordering your men to puke on me 
as well as this.....this, cruel torture chamber of yours." Uri cried 
out, his entire body trembling in fear.

Starbuck pretended to gag "Ak ak ak ak ak," holding his head over Uri`s 
face, while the other men laughed.

After a five centon struggle, they finally had to cut Uri`s clothes 
off, using the biggest knife Uri had ever seen. Actually it was 
originally used in the colonies to cut down sugar cane. His clothes 
were then disposed of, out a garbage chute.

"How dare you. That was my finest toga. You will be forced to replace 
it. I promise you that."

Adama just rolled his eyes. "Uri your empty threats have no effect on 
us. Now, gentlemen, on with the punishment."

That was Boomer's and Bojay's cue. They each came over and grabbed one 
of Uri`s legs and helped Starbuck and Giles to turn him over. The guy 
was a lug. He must have weighed at least 300 pounds. And his struggling 
didn't help, but they did finally do it. Then Adama stepped in and 
shoved the biggest, fattest dildo ever made right up Uri`s butt, 
without the benefit of lube.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He screamed.

That done, it was time for the first round of Uri`s torture. It took 
all their strength to lift him, but they did finally get him secured to 
the WHEEL.

Uri was blindfolded and clamps were placed on his nipples. Someone, 
Adama didn't see who, had attached clothes pins to the man's cock and 
balls, completely covering them with the tight wooden clamps. 'Ouch.' 
Adama thought, 'Now that's gotta hurt.' Then the wheel was spun. Round 
and round Uri went. He was rightside up, he was upside down. They spun 
it faster, and he felt like he was about to go flying off of it. He was 
dizzy, and sick to his stomach. Then it stopped and he was left hanging 
upside down.

"Well Uri," he couldn't make out who the voice belonged to, "Time for 
the rack."

The rack. He did not want to go on the rack. It was painful and cruel. 
He couldn't take it. His arms and legs tied down and then slowly pulled 
out of their sockets. How could Adama allow such a thing to happen on 
his ship. He tried to call out to him. Wanted him to stop this 
insanity. But looking around he soon discovered that Adama was no 
longer in the room.

Adama left the torture room. As commander, he could not witness what 
his men were going to do to Uri. Even though he wanted to. Through the 
years Uri had seriously injured, maimed, and killed more slaves than 
anyone else. The man was a cruel, vicious Master who believed he could 
do anything he wished to the poor fools who gave themselves to him. 
Tonight his reign of terror would end.

*****

Apollo looked around the room. Starbuck was nowhere in sight. Neither 
were any of the other Masters, except his father, who had a smug look 
on his face. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew those 
screams from the other room had something to do with it.

Sheba could hear Uri scream, over and over again. So could everyone 
else. She knew that Bojay and Salik had talked the other Masters into 
seeking revenge on Uri, and she knew she had been given to Bojay, but 
just what were they doing to cause Uri to scream like that?

*****

Uri wished he would die. Every muscle,every bone, and every nerve 
ending in his body cried out in agony. Oh would this night never end.

The men removed Uri from the rack. He felt like his limbs were on fire. 
Every joint had been pulled out of it's socket. Now they were preparing 
to place him on the final torture device. This was the worst one yet. 
The wooden pony.

Bojay made sure that the board was at the right height. He wanted to 
make sure that even if Uri did manage to stand on his toes, which they 
doubted, his weight would still be on his balls. Crushing them.

They bound his hands. Then the end of the long rope was threaded 
through a metal ring in the ceiling, and they pulled him up. It took 
ten of them to do it, the man was so heavy. Then they positioned him 
above the board, and lowered him onto it. One man, he believed it to be 
Dr. Salik but was unsure, made sure his scrotum was directly under him. 
Then he felt the one inch board crush into him. He let out a blood 
curdling scream, and passed out.

*****

All was silent in the reception room. Slaves and Mistresses all turned 
in the direction of the scream. No one dared breathe. Adama stood and 
ordered them all,  "Go to the other reception room. NOW! Tell no one 
you meet what you have heard here tonight. Athena, make sure everything 
is prepared for the initiation tonight."

Silently they left. No one daring to ask the Commander what was going 
on. No one sure they wanted to know. Tigh was removed from the stocks, 
and sent on his way as well.

Ten centons later, the younger Masters emerged from the side room.

"It's done." Salik said, as the others stood to await further 
instructions from the high Master.

"Dispose of the garbage. Now."

They quickly obeyed the order. And Sire Uri was never heard from again.

*****

Athena enjoyed the initiation parties. They were always fun, and the 
slaves really enjoyed themselves.

"Now lets see, we have the straps, the paddles, the hair brushes. Over 
here we have the dildos, and the vibrators, plus other assorted toys. 
Yes, everything is here."

Bojay and Boomer eyed the two sets of stocks warily.

"Boomer, what are they for? And why are they in the center of the 
room?"

"I don't know, but I got a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach." 
Boomer answered, rubbing his belly and cringing.

Adama stood at the center of the stage and called everyone forward, and 
addressed the crowd.

"Well, tonight we are welcoming two more couples to our group.Bojay and 
sheba, and Boomer and jolly. The initiation ceremony is a very 
important ritual that all new members must go through.Bojay, Boomer, 
you must always remember that your slaves have put their trust in you, 
they have given the power of, not just their bodies to you, but also 
their lives. This ceremony you go through now, is to remind you of 
that, and also in the yahrens to come we hope you will remember this 
night, everytime you discipline your slave. Tonight you two Masters 
will put in the stocks, and all the slaves will be allowed to 
discipline you."

Before the two men had time to respond, they were each grabbed by two 
other Masters, and placed in the stocks. After their clothes had been 
removed Sheba and Jolly were each given a paddle and allowed to give 
their new Masters five hard slaps. Then it was the other slaves turns. 
By the time the ritual was over, both men were sporting very bright red 
butt cheeks. Their nipples had been clamped, and every one of the 
dildos and vibrators had been used on them. It was indeed a night 
neither man would ever forget.

While the initiation was going on, Adama noticed that his son took 
every opportunity to taunt and tease Tigh. He would purposely get in 
Tigh`s line of sight and start rubbing his nipples and flick his new 
rings, or gently pull on his gold chain, smirking at him. Tigh was 
getting more and more upset at Apollo's teasing, and glared at the 
other slave with narrowed eyes, and pursed
lips. Adama decided it was time to put a stop to it. 

"Starbuck, your slave is taunting mine."

"Yes Sir, I`ve noticed. I just can't seem to get him to stop. I 
punished him for it earlier, but that just seems to have made it worse. 
I don't know what to do. And I've got a feeling it's going to get worse 
once Apollo receives his tattoo at the next party."

Adama looked at Starbuck, shocked. He didn't know Starbuck had planned 
on getting sealed to his son. Well, that would be fun. He could just 
imagine performing a sealing with his son kneeling at his feet naked, 
doing the required ritual that went with a slave/Master sealing
ceremony. And then to stand there and watch the tattoo artist put the 
required mark on his rump.

"Oh good Lord." He moaned.

"Ah, if you like Sir, I can get someone else to perform the ceremony."

"Yes. Get one of the councilors. Anyone of them can perform it. I will 
do the regular one, but not the slave/Master one. I just can't watch 
that. I`ll go talk with councilor Anton for you, he`s done
them before." Just as he was about to go and talk with the Councilor, 
he remembered what he had come to talk to Starbuck about. "Oh, about 
Apollo teasing Tigh. See to it he knows he is making *ME* very, very 
angry. Maybe that will put a stop to it."

As Adama left Starbuck mumbled, "I doubt it, he knows no other Master 
can touch him now. I think I've created a monster, either that a 
spoiled brat."

He went over and grabbed Apollo by the elbow, "Come on you, time to go 
before you get us both in a lot of trouble."

"Ah come on Starbuck I was just having fun,that`s all."

"No you're taunting Tigh and making your father angry. Now come on, I`m 
going to teach you a lesson."

Apollo grinned at this. Yes he was very good at getting what he wanted.

As soon as they entered their quarters, Starbuck ordered Apollo to go 
into the bedroom, remove his pants and prepare  the spanking bench. It 
should be noted that all Masters had one of these benches, given to 
them as a gift from the High Master of their Bdsm chapter when they 
became members. Apollo quickly complied, hiding his grin from his 
Master.

Once Starbuck had Apollo firmly secured on the bench, he started 
teasing his ass with a feather, and soon had Apollo giggling 
uncontrollably. When Apollo started laughing so hard he was hiccuping, 
Starbuck swiftly brought his hand down, hard, on Apollo's buttocks, 
leaving a bright red handprint, and causing Apollo to gasp at the 
sudden, and unexpected, pain.

*****

Adama again had Tigh secured to the bed with a vibrator tormenting the 
slave. This one however had a built in timer. He set it to go slow for 
two centons then switch to high for the next two centons, before 
slowing down again in an never ending cycle. As he enjoyed his cigar he 
thought about what he witnessed his son doing at the ceremony that 
evening and his memory went back to another slave doing the exact same 
thing to Tigh yahrens ago. Adama chuckled to himself, "Good lord, that 
boy is more like his mother than I thought."

Finishing his cigar, he returned to the bed to finish Tigh. He grinned 
evilly as he placed a clamp on each of Tigh`s nipples. "There you go my 
boy, you can pretend their nipple rings.

"Mmmmmfffmmmmppff," Tigh said through his gag.

Adama laughed. "I`ll tell you what Tigh. I will give you nipple rings 
someday. Maybe after Apollo gets that tattoo he wants so badly."

"Mmmtammmoo"

Adama reached up and removed Tigh`s gag.

"TATTOO, STARBUCK`S GIVING HIM A TATTOO. That`s not fair, it`s just not 
fair."

Rolling his eyes, Adama replaced the gag.

*****

Apollo's whole body was quivering. Starbuck had spanked him until his 
butt was a bright red, and Apollo felt like he wouldn't be able to sit 
for a sectar. Now Starbuck was spreading a cooling gel over Apollo's 
ass, so the pain would lessen. This done he then started teasing 
Apollo's anus with his tongue, licking around the puckered opening, 
driving Apollo even hotter. After
covering his fingers with a thick layer of lube,he slowly stretched 
Apollo open, starting with one finger, and adding the other two, as he 
felt his slave ready. When Apollo's moans grew loud, he removed his 
fingers, lubed up the vibrator and slowly pushed it in,receiving a 
grateful moan from Apollo. The vibrator was attached to a belt, and 
Starbuck quickly secured the buckles on
it, ensuring it would not fall out. And he then turned it on low.

Starbuck then undid the straps holding Apollo down onto the spanking 
bench, and help him get up off it, only to lay down on the bed. Swiftly 
Starbuck secured Apollo's arms and legs to the head of the bed.

"Now you stay there while I go out and have a cigar."

"What, ooohhhhh Starbuck ...please... you can't.. leave me like 
this...... Please Starbuck come back, oooooohhhhhhhhhh 
Starrrrrrbuck....pleeeeeeeeease ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh."

Starbuck sat in the other, listening to Apollo beg him to return. He 
called back to the pleading slave,

"NO APOLLO, IT`S TIME YOU WERE REMINDED WHO IS IN CHARGE HERE."

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH  STAAAAAARRRRRRRRBUCK."

Starbuck listened closely to the noises Apollo was making. 
"Ahahahahahahahahahhahah." Apollo sounded like a two yahren old 
throwing a temper tantrum, and Starbuck could hear the mattress 
bouncing and the headboard hitting the wall.

"Good lord, I bet he's even trying to stamp his feet." He chuckled.

Peeking around the corner Starbuck saw that was indeed what Apollo was 
trying to do, and he started to laugh.

"WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT? AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA." And Apollo made his legs 
go again.

Starbuck knew he shouldn`t do it, but he couldn't help it. He went to 
the foot of the bed, looked Apollo in the eye and went, 
"Ahahahahahahahahahahahah." While stamping his feet, and laughing.

"That's not funny." Apollo pouted.

*****

One sectar later - the Sealing


Sire Anton stood at the center of the dais, Starbuck stood at his left 
with a naked Apollo kneeling at his feet. Anton reached down and 
applied rubbing alchol to Apollo's left ear, covering it from the lobe 
to the top. Starbuck then handed the councilor the golden ear ring, 
with his name engraved on it. Because of the size of the ear ring, two 
ring punches had to be used. Anton skillfully pierced the lobe and the 
top of Apollo's ear, at the same time.

After his ear was pierced, Apollo reached up and unfastened Starbuck's 
pants, freeing his rock hard cock, and taking it into his mouth. Slowly 
he sucked on his Master in front of the crowd, picking up speed as he 
heard Starbuck moan. Soon he felt Starbuck's cock twitch, and tasted 
his sperm as it shot into his mouth and rolled down his throat. He 
licked Starbuck clean before gently placing his cock back into his 
pants and doing them back up. Then he turned around, his back to 
Starbuck, and placed his hands on the floor for the final ritual.

The tattoo artist came forward.Swiftly and skillfully he drew the 
tattoo on Apollo's left butt cheek. When he was done, Apollo was 
instructed to turn again and show the crowd his new tattoo. On his 
butt, in bright red letters, outlined with blue were written the words 
"Property of Starbuck". The crowed cheered, as Starbuck went down on 
one knee and gave his new
slave/husband a gentle kiss.

Tigh was still jealous.He had to watch Apollo get the ear ring, showing 
the whole world he belonged only to Starbuck, and also the tattoo. He 
was also embarrassed. Adama had covered his eyes not only when Apollo 
started sucking Starbuck off, but also when the young man turned around 
to show off his tattoo.

"He's my son, I get embarrassed watching him do that,and I certainly 
don't want to see his bare ass. Changing his soiled diapers was bad 
enough."

"Adama I don't think it smells like that anymore," Tigh giggled at the 
look Adama gave him for that comment.

It was customary for the newly sealed slave to spend the rest of the 
evening naked but, because his father was present, and no one wanted 
Adama to be any more embarrassed than he already was, Apollo was 
allowed to put his pants back on for the meal, but after his father 
left he had to take them off again. That way the guests could admire 
his tattoo, and congratulate the two
on their sealing.

Later that evening in their quarters Starbuck and Apollo had their own 
private celebration. Apollo eagerly brought all their toys, arranging 
them so they were within Starbuck's easy reach, but Apollo already knew 
how he wanted to celebrate his wedding night.

He slowly stroked Starbuck's cock, and licked his neck as he Begged, 
"Starbuck, Master, love of my life, owner of my body, could you please 
tie me up tightly like you did that night on The Rising Star? You 
remember don't you? Remember how I moaned, how I trembled, how I begged 
you for more, remember I was completely in your power, at our mercy, as 
you drove me wild with desire, wanting more, remember."

"OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOO." Starbuck moaned as he threw 
himself back on the bed.

"What? What`s the matter? Starbuck? Starbuck, can I get my navel 
pierced?"

*****

When last we saw our heroes, Sire Uri had met a mysterious, yet painful 
demise, Sheba now belonged to Bojay who, along with Boomer, was 
inducted into the Galactican chapter of the BDSM society and Starbuck 
had married Apollo, his playful, yet very manipulative, sex slave.

And so the story continues...


Tigh was fuming. Adama had promised him he would give him a set of 
nipple rings as soon as Apollo received his tattoo and was married to 
Starbuck. Well that had happened over a sectar ago, and Tigh still 
didn't have his rings. He had a good mind not to show up tonight at the 
party.

"Oh if I do that Adama will get mad at me and I`ll never get my rings. 
What am I going to do?" Tigh whined as he flopped himself down face 
first on his bed.

His bed. Everynight he had to return to his bed. Never, not once in all 
the yahrens that he was Adama's slave, was he allowed to stay all night 
in Adama's bed. 'The warriors might talk'he always claimed. Well most 
of the warriors were now part of the club, so they knew about his and 
Adama's relationship, so that excuse just didn't wash anymore.

Now Tigh wanted more. He wanted to wake up in Adama's bed, feeling his 
arms around him. Hearing him snore in his ear all night long. Making 
love whenever they wanted, all night if they wanted. But most of all, 
Tigh wanted those nipple rings. The one thing that told everyone that 
he was special.

"I am going to get those nipple rings if it's the last thing I do." 
Tigh vowed.

*****

Apollo was admiring his  navel ring in the mirror. He still couldn't 
believe he had it. Starbuck had taken him over to the Rising Star the 
morning after their sealing, and had his navel pierced, and all Apollo 
had to do was ask him for it. He didn't have to perform or anything. 
Starbuck always gave Apollo everything he wanted.

"I think he enjoys spoiling me. Not that I mind any." Apollo laughed.

Apollo heard the outer door open, knowing it was Starbuck coming home 
from patrol, he ran out to greet him. He threw his arms around 
Starbuck's neck, kissing him deeply, while Starbuck hugged him as tight 
as possible, returning the kiss.

"What did you do while I was gone?" Starbuck asked him when they came 
up for air.

"Nothing really, except miss you."

"Oooohhh no, why do I get the feeling you're after something?"

"No, I am not. Unless it's you." Apollo reached down and caressed 
Starbuck's groin, feeling his Master harden at his touch. He Kissed 
Starbuck's neck, while slowly undressing him. "Come to bed Master, 
please. I really did miss you while you were gone on that loooooong 
patrol. Come let me suck the tension from your body."

Starbuck could deny Apollo nothing, especially when it came to the 
bedroom. He sometimes wondered just who was the Master in this 
relationship. After all Apollo did have a way of getting everything he 
wanted. All Apollo had to do was look at him, his green eyes sparkling 
with love and happiness, where not to long ago Starbuck had seen 
sadness. He never wanted to see Apollo sad again.

"That's why I spoil him so," Starbuck thought, "I just can't bare the 
thought of him being sad."

In the bedroom Starbuck lay down on the bed, as Apollo finished 
undressing him. Once he was completely naked Apollo swiftly bent down 
and sucked his entire cock into his mouth, deep throating him 
immediately. Apollo`s talented mouth soon had him moaning 
uncontrollably, close to coming.

It took all of Starbuck's willpower to dislodge himself from Apollo's 
mouth, but he did so want more. Taking a pouting Apollo into his arms, 
he gently kissed his lips and said, "I'm not the only one who`s gonna 
come, I think you need it just as bad as me"and he bent down and gently 
sucked on Apollo's hard cock for a few centons. Coming up he looked 
into the wanting eyes and, slapping Apollo's butt lightly ordered, "Get 
the lube."

Smiling happily Apollo quickly retrieved the lube from the dresser and 
gave it to Starbuck. Starbuck kissed him again and asked, "What 
position would you like tonight my love?"

"I get to choose? Can we do it daggit style? I love it when you take me 
from behind."

Starbuck motioned for Apollo to get into position and then quickly 
lubed up his fingers, and gently pushed them into Apollo, one at a 
time, slowly stretching Apollo's tight anal ring, getting it ready to 
allow Starbuck's cock to enter with no pain.

When Apollo started thrusting his hips trying to get Starbuck's fingers 
farther inside him, Starbuck quickly lubed his cock and removed his 
fingers from Apollo, replacing them with his cock. He started thrusting 
slowly, not wanting to hurt Apollo,but his love slave started pleading 
with him

"Faster, harder, please Master, harder."

Starbuck could not deny him this simple pleasure. As he sped up his 
thrusts, he reached under Apollo and grabbed his cock, pumping it in 
time with his thrusts, gently squeezing it. This always drove Apollo 
wild.

"Oh oh oh yes yes harder harder faster faster oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Apollo's body spasmed as he came, shooting his sperm onto the bedspread 
and over Starbuck's hand his anal muscles tightening on Starbuck's 
cock, so tight that he could not move, the muscles forced Starbuck's 
seed out of him, sending it deep into Apollo's body, until he finally 
collapsed on top of Apollo, his weight forcing Apollo down onto the 
mattress.

When the two men had calmed down and their breathing returned to 
normal, they headed for the turbowash and, Apollo hoped, more fun.

*****

Tigh arrived at Adama's door at the required time. Not a micron sooner, 
or later. When he entered he noticed Adama was not alone, a strange 
looking leather clad man was with him. The guy looked rough, with his 
scraggy beard, and big pot belly. He reminded Tigh of a member of those 
gangs back on Caprica who used to ride around on those two-wheeled 
ground vehicles.

"Tigh this is Meat. He's here to pierce your nipples."

"What! I thought you would do that, not someone named MEAT!"

"Ha ha ha ha, no Tigh, I'm sorry to say I don't know how to do the 
procedure. Meat here is the top man in the field."

Tigh didn't know what to do. He wanted those rings, but this guy scared 
him. Meat? What kind of a name was Meat? He heard them laughing, and 
that upset him.

"Come on, Tigh, it's just a little pinch and it's over. It's now or 
never, Tigh, which is it going to be?" Adama said.

Tigh didn't want Adama to change his mind, now or never, he had said. 
So Tigh removed his leather vest and stood in front of Meat.

Quickly Meat prepared Tigh's nipples for the rings. Tigh closed his 
eyes when he saw the ring gun coming towards him. Then he felt the most 
painful pinch on his right nipple ever. He screamed and passed out. 
When he opened his eyes again he saw Adama and Meat looking down at 
him. Calling his name.

"Tigh! Tigh are you all right? It's over Tigh you have your nipple 
rings." Was Adama laughing at him?

Quickly Tigh look down towards his nipples and saw the little golden 
rings. Now he had something to show off, and couldn't wait to see the 
look on Apollo's face.

*****

The reception room was crowded. It looked to Apollo like everyone on 
board was attending this party, or almost. Each sectar the membership 
grew and there was always at least one new Master in the stocks being 
initiated. He remembered Starbuck's initiation. Yes, he would sure like
to do that again. Maybe sometime he could talk Starbuck into letting 
him play Master, just for one night.

Tigh saw Apollo standing over by the far wall. He went over to taunt 
the Captain and show off his new nipple rings. "Well now look at the 
obedient slave waiting for his Master to retrieve him. Did you have fun 
spanking our newest member Apollo?" Tigh sarcastically asked Apollo.

Not one to let Tigh bother him, Apollo calmly answered, "Yes, I did 
enjoy it."

"Well, aren't we the bad boy. Guess what, Apollo? Your father gave me a 
gift tonight, see." Tigh pulled his vest open, showing Apollo his 
rings. "I've got nipple rings now as well."

"Oh don't they look cute. But tell me, Tigh, where is your gold chain, 
and your gold ear ring with your Master's name on it? And don't forget 
the tattoo. Oh, and Starbuck gave me something else, this is my first 
chance to show it off. Look down here; all I did was ask Starbuck if I 
could have a navel ring and he got it for me. Starbuck's like that: all 
I have to do is ask him, and he grants my every wish. My father is like 
that with you, isn't he?"

Tigh's face flushed, his eyes narrowed. He huffed and puffed. "Why 
you...you...you're nothing but a ...a...*SPOILED BRAT*!"

The room fell silent as Tigh screamed those last words. Starbuck and 
Adama quickly came over to see what was going on. Starbuck reached 
Apollo first and took him into his arms. "Apollo what's going on?" He 
gently asked.

Apollo knew how to respond. He put on his best pouty face as he sobbed, 
"Tigh called me a brat. He thinks you're only nice to me because of who 
my father is. He's being mean to me, Starbuck." And he layd his head on 
Starbuck's shoulder and sobbed heavily.

Adama was angered at what he heard, "Tigh, how dare you say such things 
to Apollo, when you know they're not true. You come with me now. You're 
going to feel the strap tonight, and as an added punishment I have a 
good mind to let Apollo give you the first five blows with it."

Adama led a protesting Tigh away, as Starbuck gently led Apollo to the 
long couch, comforting him, telling to pay no mind to what Tigh said. 
"I love you, Apollo, that's why I give you all the things you want, you 
know that, don't you?"

"Yes. It's just that what he said hurt so much."

"I know, baby, I know."

*****

Cassie and Sheba stood back against the wall. They had heard the 
conversation between Tigh and Apollo and couldn't believe how Apollo 
had lied to Starbuck and Adama, and they fell for it. And now poor Tigh 
was going to be punished for something he didn't do.

"Cassie, do you think we should say something?"

"I don't know. They may not believe us. I know Starbuck won't."

"I wonder why those two are always at each other like that. Each trying 
to taunt and upset the other one."

"It has something to do with Apollo's and Athena's mother. That's what 
Athena told me," Rigel said to them.

"Oh, I wonder what their mother has to with this," Cassie said.

"But wait, their mother is dead. How can she be the cause?" Sheba 
asked.

"I don't know. Just that Tigh has a problem with Apollo, and it has 
something to do with his mother." Rigel answered.

The three slave girls decided they were going to solve this mystery.

*****

Starbuck continued to soothe Apollo, stroking his cheeks and gently 
kissing the soft hair. "Tell me how to make you feel better, Apollo. Is 
there anything you would like? You just name it and it's yours."

Apollo thought maybe this could be his chance to play Master, but would 
Starbuck go for it? Taking a deep breath he asked, "Can I play Master 
tonight?"

Starbuck was surprised. He had wanted to try this, but didn't think 
Apollo did. Well, now was the time, but could Apollo pull it off? And 
just what kind of torture would Apollo do to him? He had heard of other 
couples who had done this, some of them making the switch permanent. 
Would Apollo be willing to do this? Gods, Starbuck hoped so. "Okay, 
Apollo. Let's go back to our quarters and try it." Starbuck replied 
with a grin.

*****

Tigh soon found himself strapped into the spanking bench. His 
punishment was about to begin.

*****

Rigel led Cassi and Sheba over towards her Mistress. Athena smiled at 
the three slave girls, imagining what it would be like to have all 
three of them at once. Rigel immediately told Athena what had happened 
with Colonel Tigh, and asked Athena if anything should be said.

"No, I'm afraid it wouldn't do any good. Neither my father or Starbuck 
would believe Apollo would lie about such a thing, even though I do. 
Tigh always has been jealous of Apollo. He can manipulate just like my 
mother could, and get away with it. That's the problem."

The girls looked at one other; Sheba asked, "Is that why Tigh gets 
upset? Because Apollo can get everything he wants."

Athena looked the three slave girls, her anger building. "That is none 
of your business. If I or my father, or even Apollo for that matter, 
thought it was anyone's business we would tell them. The last thing we 
need are three slave girls sticking their noses were they don't 
belong."

All three girls knew they were in big trouble. Especially when they saw 
Sheba's and Cassi's Masters coming towards them. Athena grabbed Rigel 
and pulled her towards the side rooms. Looked like she was about to 
feel the strap.

*****

Athena pulled Rigel into the spanking room. Her father already had Tigh 
strapped onto the bench, so they had to wait until he was through, 
which added to Rigel's nervousness. 'Oh, Lords, if she straps me as 
hard as Adama is strapping Tigh I'm going to have to work standing up 
tomorrow.

*****

Apollo was in seventh heaven. Starbuck was going through with it, 
letting him play Master. He had already strapped Starbuck onto the 
spanking bench, paddling him until his ass was bright red. Now he had 
Starbuck flat on his back on the bed, blindfolded, wrists tightly bound 
to his ankles, elbows tightly bound at his knees. A long rope going 
from his ankles to the bed posts above his head ensured that his legs 
stayed as wide apart as possible. Apollo had also forced Starbuck to 
wear nipple clamps and a cock ring, and was teasing his anus with a 
vibrator. All Apollo was wearing was a very evil grin.

*****

The blindfold prevented him from seeing what was in store for him next, 
but Starbuck's other senses all worked fine. Arms and legs tightly 
bound together, unable to move. Legs spread wide open, exposing his 
most intimate spot. Metal clamps, biting into the tender flesh of his 
nipples. Cock, rock hard, aching for the forbidden release. Anus 
stretched, the dildo vibrating inside him. A moan escaped as he 
thought, 'Damn he's good'.

Apollo teased Starbuck with the vibrator. Pumping it in and out. 
Changing the speed every few centons, as the moans changed in pitch and 
tone. Once in a while he would rotate it, giving yet another sensation 
to his very aroused captive.

The only sounds Starbuck was capable of making were incoherent moans 
and whimpers. He was incapable of any thought, except what was 
happening to his body. The things Apollo was doing to him were sending 
him to new heights of sexual awareness.

Then things changed.

Apollo started pumping the dildo harder and faster. He was getting so 
turned on by this. The thought that he had Starbuck totally helpless, 
and unable to stop Apollo from doing what he wanted, had gone to his 
head. He reached up and roughly pulled off one of the nipple clamps, 
causing Starbuck to cry out in pain. Ignoring the cry, Apollo bent down 
and bit Starbuck's very sore nipple, causing him to cry out louder. He 
then did the same with the other nipple.

Tears were flowing down Starbuck's cheeks, he hadn't been restrained 
this way since the Academy, hadn't felt this kind of pain and 
humiliation in a long time, but it all flowed back to him.  Always 
small and pretty, the older boys and the staff at the orphanage were 
always touching and petting him, sometimes in ways that made him 
uncomfortable.  But it wasn't until he was eleven, when the teasing 
strokes resulted in his first erection and he was stripped, held down, 
and petted until he ejaculated, that he really felt shame.

After that he tried to avoid the groping hands, the rubbing bodies, but 
his struggles only resulted in physical pain added to his misery.  So 
by the time he was in the Academy, he didn't struggle, he just tried to 
give them as little entertainment as possible. And once he was out of 
the Academy, he made sure he was never put into that humiliating 
position again - he dominated every relationship he was in - so much so 
he became a Master - until now.

Starbuck felt the dildo being roughly pulled out of him and replaced 
with something bigger, what he didn't know. But it hurt, bad. The pain 
seared through him until he felt he would be ripped in two. He wanted 
this to end, it had gone too far. Starbuck realized he had fallen into 
a trap, one that was very familiar. He tried to tell Apollo to stop, 
but Apollo had stuffed something into his mouth, and all he could get 
out were muffled moans and screams that just seemed to turn Apollo on 
even more.

Apollo pushed the oversized dildo into Starbuck, cruelly thrusting it 
hard and fast, pounding Starbuck's ass with it. His power trip had 
gotten so bad that he didn't hear the muffled screams, or notice the 
blood trickling from Starbuck's opening and coating the dildo. He 
reached the point that he had to get in there and he pulled the dildo 
out, replacing it with his cock.

Starbuck felt the change in size, and prayed this time it was Apollo 
inside him. Then he felt the sharp sting to his nipples. Apollo was 
using the strap on his nipples. He tried to scream again, but it just 
seemed to make Apollo speed up his thrusting.  'I've only been lying to 
myself,' Starbuck thought bitterly. 'I'm no Master;  I was born to be a 
slave.'

Apollo raised the strap high above Starbuck, bringing it down on his 
chest as hard as possible. Over and over he strapped his captive's 
nipples, until his chest was covered in welts, some of them oozing 
blood. He was like an animal, the sight of the blood sending him over 
the edge, and he came with an animal-like roar, shooting his seed deep 
into Starbuck's body. He rolled off and shook his head. Looking at 
Starbuck, he realized what he had done and swiftly removed his 
underwear from Starbuck's mouth. "Starbuck! I'm sorry, I don't know 
what got into me. Please forgive me, Starbuck," he cried as he untied 
the knots holding Starbuck's arms and legs together. Starbuck said 
nothing, all he could do was cry, he was in too much pain, both mental
and physical, to form words.

Undoing the last of the rope knots, removing the cock ring, and 
allowing Starbuck's sperm to be released, painful and pink in color. 
Apollo then removed the blindfold from Starbuck's eyes. Never would he 
forget the look of pain in Starbuck's eyes, or the tears that flowed 
down his lover's cheeks. "Oh, Starbuck, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

"Why Apollo, why did you do that?" Starbuck finally gasped. 'Maybe this 
is what I deserve,' he thought suddenly.  'Maybe Apollo's just showing 
me how cruel I've been.'  He had to know. "Did I hurt you like that? Is 
that what you were trying to show me?"

Apollo couldn't answer, he was too horrified by what he'd done.

"Oh, Gods!" Starbuck sobbed as he pushed Apollo away. Overcome with 
guilt that overrode the physical pain, nauseated by the thought that he 
had given this kind of pain to his beloved Captain, he ran to the turbo 
wash. As he bent over the bowl, his choked words broke Apollo's heart.  
He asked, "How can I expect you to love me after I treated you like 
that?"

But Apollo heard, "How can I love you after you treated me like that?" 
because of his own guilt and Starbuck's retching.  Apollo's heart was 
in so much misery, that at first he didn't hear the Comm unit, 
signaling an urgent message from the Commander.

*****

Bridge officer Omega always loved being in charge of the bridge during 
sleep cycle. This was the only time of the day the fleet was actually 
quiet. There was only one patrol out on the graveyard shift, and since 
the Captains of the other ships in the fleet were sleeping, no one was
complaining that they didn't have enough food, or water, or fuel. No 
one was calling the Galactica every five centons needing this or that, 
and they needed it now, or yesterday. It was just a nice peaceful 
shift, with no distractions and no whining. However, this night would 
not be peaceful for long.

The Artemis was small freighter. The civilians on board sewed clothing 
and other articles out of the cloth that was woven on the textile ship. 
They also made furniture from the wood found on the various plants the 
fleet had encountered on its journey. The workers felt they were being
short-changed in their payment for the articles they made, and this was 
the cause of their revolt. They revolted without warning, storming the 
bridge with crude weapons fashioned out of kitchen utensils, wooden 
stakes, and garden tools. It made the bridge officer on board that 
night feel even more humiliated, knowing he had been beaten by men who 
didn't even possess a laser.

Omega heard the distress call that night from the Artemis. "S.O.S., 
emergency aboard the Artemis freighter. We have a mutiny on board. 
Please send warriors to help. S.O.S.............." and the message 
ended.'Great!!!' Omega thought 'Why on my shift, the only night all 
secton were I'm in charge?' Out loud he ordered his second in command, 
"Contact Commander Adama and Colonel Tigh. Tell them what's happened." 
and to himself again,'Commander Adama's just gonna love this.'

Adama arrived on the bridge five centons after being contacted about 
the mutiny. "Any further communication from the Artemis, Omega?" Adama 
barked as he entered the bridge.

"No, Sir. All quiet so far," Omega reported.

"Well, then, we'll contact them ourselves and find out just what this 
is all about," Adama decided.

Shortly after giving the order, Adama was communicating with a man 
named Atlas, the leader of the revolt. "We demand to be allowed to 
leave the fleet. We want the right to find a planet of our own, and 
lead our own lives. We want sufficient food, water, and fuel 
transferred on board for a sectar's journey; that is how long it will 
take us to reach the last habitable planet we passed." Atlas gave Adama 
their demands.

Adama couldn't believe the man's foolishness. "There is a Cylon task 
force back at that planet. If you left the fleet and went back there 
you would be killing every man, woman, and child on your ship. There is 
no way I can allow any ship to leave the fleet. A lone ship would be 
doomed without the protection of the Galactica ."

"You have one centare to reconsider Commander. Then we will start 
killing our hostages, starting with the ship's Captain." The 
communication link was then cut off.

Adama sent for his best warriors, Apollo, Starbuck, Boomer, Giles, 
Jolly, and Greenbean. These men, along with a security team, would go 
aboard the Artemis on the shuttle that was pretending to bring supplies 
to the mutineers. Once on board they would storm the bridge and free 
the hostages, thus taking back control of the ship. The plan seemed 
simple and easy.

"Yeah, right," Starbuck said to himself as he limped towards the 
shuttle bay, keeping as far from Apollo as he could. "The simple and 
easy plans are always the ones that go wrong "

The men were assembled in the launch bay, waiting to board the shuttle. 
They were all a little nervous. Apollo, let the other warriors go past 
him, waiting for Starbuck who was bringing up the rear.  He reached out 
to Starbuck and wrapped his arms around his lover, pulling the stiff 
body into a loving embrace.

"What was that for?" Starbuck growled in Apollo's ear. "An apology? 
This isn't the time or place."

"I know. Consider it an IOU for the apology. But it's mainly for luck. 
I think I'm going to need it. I've got bad feeling about this mission."

"Yeah, me too. Whenever they seem easy, all cut and dried, something 
goes wrong."

"I love you, Starbuck"

"I love you, too," Starbuck admitted grumpily. "But I'm sore all over. 
We've gotta talk about what happened when we get back. Now kiss me 
again before we have to go."

*****

Landing on the Artemis, Apollo reminded the men to pretend to unload 
the shuttle. "That way we can watch the people on the landing bay. Find 
out who is a mutineer and who isn't. Make sure your lasers are set on 
stun. We don't want to kill any innocent bystanders or any of the 
hostages. Once we have the landing bay secure we'll move to the bridge. 
Reese, your men will remain here to guard the landing bay once we move 
to the bridge. Good luck to everyone."

"Yeah, we're going to need it," Giles added sarcastically.

The men left the shuttle and quickly started to unload. Looking around, 
Starbuck noticed only two men who were armed. He was about to inform 
Apollo when he noticed one ground crew member speaking, in low 
whispers, to the Captain. Apollo came over and repeated what he had 
learned to each of his men. "According to the ground crew, those two 
men are the only mutineers in the landing bay. There are fifty more 
through out the ship. The ground crew is willing to help over take the 
bridge. I think we may need their help; they know were every man is 
hiding, as well as the layout of the ship. On the count of three we'll 
take out those two. The one on the far left is guarding the weapons. 
We'll grab those after we stun these two. Then Reese and his men can 
bind them, and keep them on the shuttle."

Starbuck was still worried, something just didn't fit. "Apollo, maybe 
we should have some of Reese's men join in. I know they're all warrior 
rejects, Apollo, but we might just need the extra help. And besides, 
they might be better shots than the ground crew."

Apollo agreed with Starbuck, and told Reese to pick four of his best 
men to join them and leave the other four to guard the ship and landing 
bay.

Taking the landing bay was fast and easy, too easy for Starbuck's 
liking. The two men we bound and placed on the shuttle, and the ground 
crew armed. All lasers were placed on stun. Time to take the bridge. 
The ground crew chief led the way. Together the six warriors, four 
security men, plus Reese and four ground crew entered the lift and 
headed for the bridge. Just before the lift reached the bridge level, 
the ground crew chief nodded at his men and ordered, "NOW."

All four opened fire on the warriors and security team, stunning all of 
them.

*****

Down on the landing bay, the same thing had happened as on the lift. 
The remaining ground crew stunned the security team, and removed the 
bindings from their fellow mutineers. They then dragged the Galactica's 
Black Shirts to the brig, locking them in.

On the bridge, Atlas looked down on his newest hostages. An evil grin 
crossed his face as recognized two of the stunned warriors. "Well, well 
now. Commander Adama's son, and his lover. Oh, I am going to enjoy 
this. Take these men to the brig, but make sure Captain Apollo and 
Lieutenant Starbuck are bound by both wrists and ankles, and then 
placed together in the same cell. I have special plans for those two. 
Hahahahahahahahahaha. Very special plans."

*****

Starbuck was the first to regain consciousness. His head felt like it 
would explode, and he found he could not move his arms or feet. Coming 
around some more, he realized the reason. He discovered his hands were 
bound behind his back and his legs bound at the ankles. Looking around 
the cell he saw Apollo in the same predicament. He called to his love, 
"Apollo, wake up. APOLLO....APOLLO .....*APOLLO*!"

Apollo began to stir, moaning, " OH, my head."

Starbuck scooted over, the best he could bound the way he was and 
teased Apollo, "Hey there, lover, you've been around me too much, 
you're starting to use my lines; I'm the one that usually whines about 
my head remember?"

"Starbuck, what happened?"

"Well, the best I can figure out is we were conned. Those ground crew 
members were part of the mutiny. They stunned us just before we reached 
the bridge."

"Oh, I remember, the last thing I heard was 'NOW'. Then I woke up here 
and heard your lovely voice. Hey, my hands and feet are bound."

"Yeah, mine, too."

"I wonder why they bound us *and* put us in a cell."

"You're about to find out, Captain," they heard Atlas say from the 
other side of the bars.

Atlas had his men remove Apollo from the cell, kicking as best he could 
with his feet bound. Turning to Starbuck he jeered, "Don't worry, 
Lieutenant, your precious Captain will be returned shortly. After I 
have...*interrogated* him. Hahahahahahahahaha."

"*YOU BASTARD!YOU HURT HIM AND I`LL KILL YOU,I SWEAR I WILL!*" Starbuck
screamed at the departing mutiny leader, just before he curled up and 
started to cry. "Oh, Apollo, what are they going to do to you?"

*****

The mutineers dragged Apollo onto the bridge. Atlas then ordered his 
men to strip the Captain. Apollo tried to fight them, but with his 
hands and feet bound the way they were it was useless. The men soon had 
his uniform ripped off him and left him lying naked on the floor. Atlas 
bent down and, caressing Apollo's cheek jeered at the warrior, " You 
and I are going to get to know each other very well, Captain. Very well 
indeed."

Apollo felt the madman pick him up and throw him over the back of the 
command chair, felt the man's hands roughly touch him, rubbing over his 
butt, spreading his legs as best he could with the ankle restraints 
holding his feet together. There was nothing he could do. Unable to 
move, his head, upside down on the seat of the chair, butt up in the 
air. He was going to be raped, and there was nothing he could do about 
it. He knew pleading with this man would not work, and if he cried out 
the man would enjoy it more. The only hope he had was to think of 
Starbuck. Pretend it was Starbuck doing things to him. Shut his mind to 
this place, to this man, and just think of something else. But it 
didn't work. 

Starbuck heard the men come back to his cell. They opened the door and 
bent down to pick him up. "Where is Apollo? What have you done with 
him?" Tears were in Starbuck's eyes at the thought that these men may 
have hurt the only person he had ever truly loved.

"We're here to take you to him, Lieutenant," they jeered at him. They 
unlocked his ankle restraints so he could walk, and shoved him forward.

Apollo screamed in pain as Atlas shoved his entire length into him. He 
felt like he was being ripped in two. His courage left him as his 
tormentor pounded into him. "NO! PLEASE. STOP. IT HURTS! OH, PLEASE 
STOP!" he screamed and pleaded with his tormentor.

Atlas pounded harder into the Commander's son, enjoying the screams the 
young man gave out."You like this don't you Captain? You like this a 
lot. Do you do this with that Lieutenant of yours? Huh, Captain? Do you 
let him take your ass like this?"

"NOOOOOOOOO! STARBUCK! STARBUUUUUUUUUCK HELP ME!!!!"

Starbuck could hear Apollo screaming in pain. He heard Apollo scream 
his name, asking for his help. He ran towards the bridge, but his 
captors caught him and shoved him to the ground.

"Are you sure you want to see what happening to your lovely Captain?" 
they taunted him, then picked him up roughly and shoved him towards the 
bridge.

Entering the bridge Starbuck saw the worst horror of his life. Apollo 
was thrown over the chair, the leader of this group rapping him. 
"APOLLO!" he screamed.

Apollo turned his head to look at Starbuck. "STARBUCK, HELP ME!" Apollo 
cried out.

The look in Apollo's eyes - Starbuck would never forget that look. He 
made a vow to himself that he would soon kill this Atlas for putting 
that look in Apollo's eyes.

*****

Starbuck could hear Apollo screaming in pain. He heard Apollo scream 
his name, asking for his help. He ran towards the bridge, but his 
captors caught him and shoved him to the ground.

"Are you sure you want to see what happening to your lovely Captain?" 
they taunted him, then picked him up roughly and shoved him towards the 
bridge.

Entering the bridge Starbuck saw the worst horror of his life. Apollo 
was thrown over the chair, the leader of this group rapping him. 
"APOLLO!" he screamed.

Apollo turned his head to look at Starbuck. "STARBUCK, HELP ME!" Apollo 
cried out.

The look in Apollo's eyes - Starbuck would never forget that look. He 
made a vow to himself that he would soon kill this Atlas for putting 
that look in Apollo's eyes.

Hearing the two men scream each others names, their voices so filled 
with pain and heartache, caused Atlas to come, shooting deep into 
Apollo. When he was done he grabbed Apollo by the hair and pulled him 
off the chair, dumping him on the floor in a crying heap. He then 
ordered his men to remove Starbuck's shackles so he could, "Attend to 
his Captain."

Once free Starbuck ran to Apollo. Gently picking him up and cradling 
him in his arms, whispering soothing words in Apollo's ear. Hugging him 
close and kissing his face. Trying desperately to stop the flow of 
tears coming from Apollo's frightened eyes. " I will get him for this 
Apollo, I swear I will." he whispered in his love's ear.

Apollo just cuddled as close to Starbuck as his bindings would allow, 
crying out his pain." I know you will, I know," he sobbed.

Atlas watched the two men. He always enjoyed watching the reaction of 
his victims after he had raped them. But watching the victim's lover 
try to comfort him was even better. Throwing the keys to Apollo's 
shackles to Starbuck, he taunted the Lieutenant "If you think this time 
was bad, Lieutenant, wait until next time. I'll let you watch the whole 
thing. Make you watch me tie him down, and beat him into submission, 
before I rape him again. Hahaha, maybe I will let my men all have a 
turn at him. Would you like watching that, Lieutenant?"

"*I will kill you for what you have done to him. I promise you that,*" 
Starbuck said through clenched teeth, as he unlocked Apollo's bindings.

"Oh I am so scared. The big Colonial Warrior is going to kill me" Atlas 
mocked Starbuck.

Down in the brig Boomer was carefully trying to pick the lock to the 
cell door. "Just one more micron and I think I," click "*got it!*" And 
the door opened. Looking left and right Boomer saw no one in the 
passage to the cell block. He motioned everyone to follow him. Tip 
toeing out he found no guards at all watching the cell block. But he 
did find their weapons. "What kind of stupid fools are these mutineers? 
They don't even watch their prisoners, and they leave the weapons out 
in the open."

"They were smart enough to fool us into trusting them," Reese sneered.

"Yeah okay, I'll admit we were all fooled. But now we know we can't 
trust anybody. Now let's go and get Starbuck and Apollo. I think they 
took them to the bridge."

Reese put his hand on Boomer's shoulder. "Look, Boomer, I know I don't 
get along with Starbuck and Apollo, especially Starbuck, but that guy 
we saw, Atlas. I, well, I recognized him from a photo I saw. The guy's 
a lunatic, and a rapist. He escaped from the prison barge three sectons 
ago. I just thought you should know, I mean, he took Captain Apollo 
first. My guess is he's planning on raping one, while making the other 
one watch. It's not like those two have kept their relationship secret 
or anything. The whole fleet knows about it."

Boomer let this information sink in. 'My god,' he thought. 'The guy's 
gonna rape Apollo. And I know Starbuck will kill the guy for it when he 
gets the chance. Well at least he'll have help.' "Come on let's go," 
Boomer ordered the men.

*****

Starbuck had managed to move Apollo into the corner, still comforting 
him. Apollo clung to him, the frightened look still in his eyes. 
Starbuck looked around the bridge for something he could use as a 
weapon against this madman, and noticed a steel pipe laying under the 
scanner console. If he could just reach it without being noticed, he 
could use it to knock this Atlas out if he came near. Gently he lay 
Apollo down on the floor, stroking his hair when he whimpered at the 
lose of contact. "Easy, love," he whispered. " I'm just going over to 
the scanner console to retrieve that pipe, okay? I'll be right back. 
Promise." Starbuck's soft whispers and gentle kisses quieted Apollo, 
and he watched his lover sneak over silently and slip the pipe into his 
jacket's sleeve.

As Starbuck was slipping the pipe into his sleeve, he noticed movement 
at the entranceway to the bridge. Out of the corner of his eye he saw 
that it was Boomer and the rest of the Galactica's crew, crouching 
behind some crates, getting ready to strike. Returning to Apollo, he 
watched Atlas and his men for any sign that they might turn and notice 
Boomer. But the mutineers were too busy drinking and playing cards, all 
too confident that they had made good their escape, as they headed away 
from the fleet to some unknown destination.

Boomer watched Starbuck retrieve the steel pipe. Saw him return to a 
naked Apollo, curled up into a fetal position in the corner. 'Dear 
god,' Boomer thought. 'That animal did it, he raped Apollo in front of 
Starbuck. Well, Atlas, time for you to die.' .Boomer motioned for his 
men to move in. None of them noticed Boomer set his laser on kill.

Atlas noticed the warriors move through the doorway onto the bridge. 
Reaching for his laser, he remembered he had dropped it at the chair 
when he had his fun with the Commander's son. He dove to the floor, 
laser fire from the dark-skinned Lieutenant's gun just missing him. All 
around the bridge he could see his men dropping from the warriors' 
stunning fire. 

No, he would not be captured, not again. Quickly he crawled to the 
corner, where Lieutenant Starbuck was protecting his Captain. He 
noticed that Starbuck was holding the other man close, keeping him out 
of the line of fire. With his head down the way it was, the Lieutenant 
didn't notice him coming towards them. He would knock Starbuck out, 
then grab Apollo and use him as a shield to escape.

Apollo moved his head just a fraction of an inch. Just enough to see 
what was going on. It was enough that he noticed Atlas coming towards 
them. Quickly, with one swift movement, he pushed Starbuck off him 
while reaching into his sleeve and pulling out the pipe, bringing it 
crashing down on Atlas's skull, cracking it wide open. He continued to 
pummel his attacker's head until it was nothing but a mass of shattered 
bone and squashed brains, scattered all over the floor, while screaming 
at him, "NO MORE! NO MORE! NO MORE NO MORE NO MORE!" until Starbuck 
tenderly reached over, removed the pipe from his hands, and pulled him 
into a tight embrace, rubbing his back until his sobbing stopped.

The other men from the Galactica watch their Captain in horror. Unable 
to believe what they were seeing, but glad that he was the one to 
obtain revenge on the monster. When the pummeling was done, and 
Starbuck had Apollo settled down once more, Reese spoke up. "Let's get 
this mess cleaned up quickly and shoved out a garbage chute. No one 
knows what happened here but us. Let's keep it that way."

The others all agreed, though Starbuck was quite surprised that Reese 
could show any type of compassion towards another . "Thanks, Reese, 
guess I'm gonna have to change my opinion of you."

"Now don't go doing that, Starbuck. I still can't stand you two."

*****

Once back on the Galactica, the men all gave their reports. The 
mutineers were all sent to the prison barge and a fleet-wide alert was 
put out for Atlas. Not one man from the team betrayed Apollo's trust, 
and the true circumstances of Atlas's disappearance were never known.

*****

(Please note: I needed some help along the way to get to the next part 
of the plot, so the next two paragraphs were written by Rita.Thankyou 
very much Rita your help it is greatly appreciated.
Betty)

Adama was just entering Life Center to see his son when he paused 
seeing Starbuck, head hanging down, at Apollo'a bedside.  He couldn't 
help but overhear Apollo's accusing words.  "Was it because I'm your 
slave that you didn't try to stop him, Starbuck?  Or was it because I 
was too rough the other night?  Why didn't you help me?"

Starbuck didn't reply.  His own guilt was eating into him too much. 
Instead of defending himself, he just shook his head and turned away. 
Adama caught his arm as he passed.  "Lieutenant," he said stiffly, "I'd 
like to see you in my quarters in one centare - I want to know exactly 
what happened and why a Master didn't come to the aid of his Slave!"

*****

Starbuck stood at attention in front of Adama, not knowing what to say. 
He didn't want the Commander finding out that Apollo had killed Atlas, 
even though the man had deserved it. He also felt he had to find some 
way to make it up to Apollo, and decided the best way to do that was to 
give Apollo what he truly wanted.

"Well, Lieutenant, I am waiting for your answer. Why didn't you come to 
Apollo's aid? Why didn't you stop this Atlas from...raping my son?" 
Adama's voice cracked at these last words.

Starbuck hung his head, letting his tears flow, as he said, "I am 
deeply sorry Sir. There is no excuse for my inaction. I am willing to 
accept all responsibility and any punishment for my unforgivable 
behavior."

"Unforgivable is right. You should have done everything in your power 
to stop the rape, yet you did nothing. You just stood there and 
watched. Did you enjoy watching that, Lieutenant?"

Starbuck's head snapped up at that last accusation. "No, Sir, I did 
not. I was sickened by what Atlas did. I never wanted Apollo to feel 
that kind of pain, and would do anything to make it up to him."

"Anything?"

"Yes Sir. Anything. In fact I do have an idea if the Commander will 
listen."

"Very well, what is it?"

Swallowing, praying Adama would allow it, Starbuck answered, "I know 
for a fact Apollo wanted to switch roles. He wanted to be the Master. I 
wish to go through slave training. I want to be the kind of slave he 
wants."

Adama stared at the younger man in front of him. He  remembered this 
happening when he was young. Usually a Master lost his slave if he 
didn't protect the slave or lost control of him..  In the case of an 
extremely horrendous crime against a slave, a Master was subjected to 
the fate that befell Sire Uri. When Master and slave actually switched 
roles it was considered an honor, not a punishment. Starbuck and 
Apollo's situation seemed to fit the former cases, not the latter.  
Starbuck admitted he hadn't protected Apollo, and even Adama could see 
Starbuck had lost control of Apollo, if he ever really was the 
controlling one in the relationship.  Well, there was always a first 
time, and this would give Adama the opportunity to show Apollo how to 
discipline and punish a slave. He had been doing it *most*  his adult 
life. Plus showing his son how to reward a slave wouldn't be too bad 
either. "Very well, Lieutenant. You can start your training 
immediately." Adama went to com unit and hailed Tigh.

"Adama, do you need me?"

"Yes, Tigh. I have a very special assignment for you. One I think you 
will enjoy."

*****

Apollo lay in the Life Center bed, unable to sleep. Each time he closed 
his eyes he saw the face of Atlas, and relived what the bastard had 
done to him. But something else kept creeping into his mind. Starbuck 
had been standing there watching. But there was something else. 
Something he should remember. It had something to do with the way 
Starbuck was standing. But he couldn't remember.

"Apollo, are feeling any better?" he heard his father ask from the 
doorway.

"A little. Do you know were Starbuck is? I have to ask him something."

Sitting on the edge of the bed and taking Apollo's hand, Adama calmly 
said, "Apollo, you won't see Starbuck for a while, not until his 
training is complete."

Confused, Apollo asked, "Training? What training are you talking 
about?"

Sighing deeply, Adama told him, "It has been decided that you two will 
switch roles. Starbuck is going through slave training. And you will 
learn how to be a proper master. In fact, I will teach you myself."

"Starbuck agreed to this?"

"Yes Apollo. In fact it was his idea. What do you think? Will you 
accept Starbuck as your slave after he's fully trained?"

Apollo's head was spinning. This wasn't the way he wanted it to happen, 
but there was no way he was going to turn it down. "Yes. I'd like that. 
But, Father, will I lose my rings? I don't want to lose my rings. I 
like the way they look."  He knew he sounded petty, but in the 
aftermath of the rape, and as medicated as he was against the pain of 
his injuries, he wasn't thinking completely clearly.

Adama, however, thought a few centons about how those rings could be 
used as an object lesson before answering. "No, Apollo, you won't lose 
your rings. In fact they could be a good reminder to Starbuck about 
what he has lost. Plus, one day, if you choose to do so, you could 
pierce his nipples to match yours. *But only if you choose to do so.* 
Understood?"

"Oh yes, I understand," Apollo grinned, all images of Atlas replaced 
with images of himself and Starbuck playing the BDSM game to the 
fullest. "And don't worry, I won't let Starbuck manipulate *ME*!"

All Adama said to that was, "Yes....well, we'll see, now go to sleep."

*****

Starbuck lay naked on the floor of Colonel Tigh's quarters, 
blindfolded, gagged, and bound hands to feet, a huge dildo not quite 
all the way into his over stretched anus, wearing nothing but a very 
tight cock ring. His training was about to begin.

*****

Tigh looked down at his captive, grinning.  "Well, Starbuck, I never 
thought I would get the chance to do this. I get to train you, ha ha 
ha. Little ole me. Wait until Apollo finds out, it will drive him 
crazy. Ha ha ha ha ha."

The gag prevented Starbuck from answering. Good thing, or what he would 
have said to Tigh at that moment would have brought swift, painful 
punishment. All he could do was pray that Tigh forgot that Apollo was 
now the Master, and that if he went too far, nipple rings or not, 
Apollo could now inflict a swift, painful punishment on Tigh.

*****

Apollo Stood in front of the spanking bench. His father had strapped a 
manikin to it. Adama wanted to make sure Apollo knew the *proper* way 
to not only spank, but also flog, a slave before he was given a real 
slave to practice on. But somehow flogging a manikin just didn't give 
him the same thrill as flogging Starbuck would. 'I wonder why father 
won't tell me who Starbuck's trainer is. It's not like I would go and 
spy on them.'

Adama knew exactly what Apollo would do when he found out Tigh was 
training Starbuck. And he was looking forward to Apollo's reaction, not 
to mention the punishment Tigh would receive at Apollo's hand. A good 
test of Apollo's ability to discipline.

*****

Tigh roughly thrust the dildo in and out of Starbuck, making sure the 
Lieutenant did not enjoy it. He planned on inflicting a lot of pain on 
this new slave. Served him right for giving Apollo everything he 
wanted. He planned on taunting Starbuck as well, and started now.

Starbuck soon learned that Tigh wasn't even aware of Apollo's new 
status.

"Well, Starbuck, I wonder who owns Apollo now? You know he will be 
given to another Master don't you? One that will keep him in line, who 
won't give in to his every whim. You're never going to be with him 
again. I win this time, not Ila, and certainly not Apollo."

With the last statement Tigh speed up his thrusts of the dildo, 
pounding it into Starbuck hard and fast. When he knew Starbuck was at 
the point where he needed to cum, Tigh shoved it all the way in and 
stopped. He reached up and removed Starbuck's gag and blindfold, so he 
could hear the moans better and see the needy look in Starbuck's eyes. 
What he got was a look of hatred, what he heard was, "You're nuts. 
Totally crazy. What the hell's Apollo's mother got to do with this, you 
idiot? This has nothing to do with her, it's between us. This is 
happening because I made a mistake. What kind of a fool are you 
anyway?"

Tigh was angry. Tigh was upset. Starbuck said he was crazy, he said he 
was nuts, and he had called him an idiot and a fool. Standing up he 
cried out, "You can't say those things to me. You're gonna be sorry. 
We'll just see what the Commander has to say about this. You just wait 
and see. He's gonna make you pay for that."

Then, forgetting that he was not in his uniform on the bridge, or that 
he was the senior slave dealing with a new slave, Tigh stormed out of 
quarters and straight to the Commander's.

Starbuck stared at the departing colonel, yelling at him, " Put some 
clothes on before you leave your quarters, you frakking fool!"

*****

Tigh marched to Adama's quarters in his usual official fashion, head 
held high, eyes straight ahead, shoulders back, completely unaware of 
the stares his naked, middle-aged body was getting.

Apollo stood in his father's quarters waiting for the older man to 
arrive. The next part of his lessons in being a Master was about to 
begin. He was promised a real slave to practice his flogging technique 
on. Maybe it would be Starbuck. Suddenly the door opened and a naked 
Tigh came in yelling, "Adama....," but stopped when he saw Apollo. 
"What are looking at,*Captain*?"

"I would say I'm looking at a damn fool. What do you think your doing, 
running around the ship naked like that? Drawing that kind of attention 
to yourself? What if some of the cadets saw you, what kind of an 
example is that to give them?"

"You can't speak to me like that. What gives you the right to speak to 
me like that?"

Before he could say anymore he heard Adama say, "The right of a Master 
to a slave. You declared yourself a slave instead of a bridge officer 
when you left your quarters out of uniform. That's what gives my son 
the right to talk to you like that. What is the meaning of this Tigh?"

"Adama.....err, Commander." Tigh noticed the angry look on Adama's face 
and quickly realized the role he should be playing. "I mean Master, the 
new slave-he won't follow the rules. He challenges and taunts me at 
every turn! You have to do something!"

"That's enough Tigh. You are acting like a fool and an idiot. Now I 
have to punish you for your indecent behavior in the public area of the 
ship. Running through the halls naked is not permitted. Apollo, gag 
Tigh, then I want you to bind him onto the bench. You can use him to 
practice your flogging."

"*But Adama, Apollo can't be a Master, he's a slave. Tell me you're 
joking, please*......."

Tigh's words were cut off as Apollo pushed a ball gag into his mouth 
and secured it tightly. He was infuriated by that fact that it was Tigh 
who was training Starbuck, and planned on letting the Colonel know it.

Tigh knew by the look in Apollo's eyes that his worst nightmare had 
come true.

Adama watched as Apollo secured Tigh onto the spanking bench. He 
couldn't help but chuckle to himself, 'Oh yes, my plan is neatly 
falling into place. ' When Apollo had the Colonel tightly secured, 
Adama handed his son the cane and said, "Well now, Apollo, let's see 
how well you can do this."

As Apollo raised the cane above Tigh's butt, he could hear the older 
man's muffled protests. He paid them no mind, as he brought down the 
cane, leaving a long red stripe across both cheeks.

"Give him nineteen more, Apollo. But please, a little harder. We want 
him to feel it when he sits down," Adama cooed.

*****

Tigh was seething with anger as he returned to his quarters. There was 
only one other time when he was this angry with Adama. A long time ago, 
when Adama had given that other spoiled brat what should have been 
rightfully his. Now the offspring of that spoiled brat was a Master. 
Oh, it just made his blood boil more. He would be sorry for this. Oh 
yes, Apollo would be so sorry. And Tigh had the perfect revenge tied up 
in his room.

*****

The sound of the door opening startled Starbuck at first. He wondered 
what Tigh would do once he noticed that Starbuck had managed to get the 
cock ring off, and push the dildo out of his ass. He was sure to smell 
the mess Starbuck had made while doing this, not only had he ejaculated
once he got the cockring off, but also left one hell of mess behind 
after the dildo came out. Oh well, he was here for slave training. Best 
get it over with.

{Note:In this next part Tigh and Starbuck are yelling at each other.}

Tigh stopped inside the door. "*What's that smell? What have you done? 
Oh, for Sagan's sake, Starbuck, you shit all over my floor*."

"What did you expect, you crazy fool? You left me tied *and* alone for 
over a centare. Don't you know that's not allowed? You're not suppose 
to leave a slave tied up and alone. Someone is supposed to be with a 
tied up slave at all times. That's one of the rules. What if something 
had happened to me? What if I had gotten sick, or if the flow of blood 
was cut off to my hands or feet, huh? What do you think Adama would do 
to you then?"

"I......I......I....didn't think about that. I'm not a Master, 
remember, I'm a slave, *just like you!* .A slave that gets to train 
you. So you better stop calling me a crazy fool. You're gonna pay for 
that. Just you wait and see. I even know what I'm gonna do. And neither 
you nor Apollo's gonna like it."

"What's this problem you've got with Apollo? He never did nothing to 
you."

"Oh, really. Well, what would know about it,*Lieutenant*? Now lie 
still, I have to untie you and then clean this mess up."

"Yeah, well, make sure you get it all. It's starting to smell in here."

"That's enough.  Now get into that tub and clean off."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm going." On his way to the tub, Starbuck mumbled, 
"Crazy fool, he wouldn't know how to train a daggit."

"*I heard that*!"

*****

Apollo was pacing his quarters. Knowing it was Tigh who was training 
Starbuck was driving him crazy. He needed Starbuck here. With him. Only 
Starbuck could stop his nightmares of the rape, and only Starbuck knew 
what he was forgetting. Something about the way Starbuck was standing 
while he was being raped.

"Why can't I remember?" He cried as he sat down, holding his hands over 
his face.

*****

Adama decided to check on Starbuck's training. What he saw when he 
walked into Tigh's quarters shocked him. There was Tigh, on his hands 
and knees with a scrub brush, cleaning the floor.

"Tigh, what are you doing?"

"Oh Adama. I didn't know you were coming."

"Tigh, what are you doing and where is Starbuck?"

"Oh, Starbuck's in the bath tub," he quickly answered. Then hanging his 
head he added, "I forgot he was tied up and I left him alone with a 
dildo, up his butt, and when I got back from your quarters he had made 
a mess on the floor. So I untied him and told him to have a bath while 
I cleaned up the mess."

Adama's face flushed red, "Tigh, you know you never leave a tied slave 
alone. What were you thinking?"

"He called me a fool. A crazy fool and an idiot. I was upset, I went to 
tell you. Then you had Apollo flog me and I forgot."

"Well, you should have punished him yourself for the name calling. If 
you can't do this I will find someone else. Now I must go and check on 
him. Make sure his limbs are okay."

Going into the turbowash, Adama got even more angry.

"*What do you call this?*" Tigh heard Adama yell, "*Tigh, since when 
does a slave in training, who is in need of punishment, get a bubble 
bath? Starbuck!!!! Get out of that tub now and get out into the living 
room.*"

Tigh could hear the water splashing as Starbuck quickly obeyed Adama's 
order. A micron later, Starbuck was standing in the middle of the room. 
And Adama was not a happy camper. "Now, Tigh. I expect you to train 
Starbuck not coddle him. Do you understand that?"

"Yes, Master."

"And you, Starbuck. I expect you to behave yourself and stop calling 
Tigh names. The last thing I want to see again is my slave running 
naked through the halls of this Battlestar. If it happens again I will 
come here and personally flog you myself. Is that understood?"

"Yes Master Adama. I will do everything Tigh tells me."

"You had better. I want you ready to present to Apollo at the party at 
the end of the secton. That gives you both four days. Plenty of time to 
properly train a slave. After all, Tigh, you were trained in only two 
days. And, Starbuck, how long did it take you to train Apollo?"

Both Adama and Tigh stared at Starbuck. When, after the span of three 
centons, the Lieutenant didn't answer, Adama said, "Starbuck, I asked 
you a question. Now answer me."

"I...I...I...didn't," he stammered.

"*WHAT!!!!!!*" Adama yelled in his loudest voice.

"I didn't train Apollo Sir. We just had a mutual agreement, and played 
it mostly by ear."

"Oh good Lord. I swear you two do these things just to annoy me. No 
wonder Apollo knew how to manipulate you so well. You asked for it, 
boy. Well, you won't do that, will you?"

"Oh no, Sir, never."

"Damn right you.....Tigh stop it...Tigh, why are you pulling on my 
sleeve?"

"Master, Sir, you didn't train Ila."

"Yes, well....that was different," Adama said as he strode to the door. 
He had get out of there. Besides he needed a drink.

After he left, Starbuck looked at Tigh. "Well, are you gonna punish me? 
Or don't you have the guts?" He grinned his famous Starbuck grin at 
Tigh.

*****

Apollo had gone for walk. He thought that maybe he could just go and 
see Starbuck on his own. After all, he only wanted to make sure he was 
all right. He slipped into an alcove when he saw his father coming down 
the hall. He overheard his mumblings as he passed, " I can't believe 
this night, first Tigh running naked and now a bubble bath for a slave 
in training. That fool, that crazy fool, there is no way he's going to 
have Starbuck trained in time, a bubble bath, of all things........."

Apollo didn't hear any more. He just grinned. Even though Starbuck was 
with Tigh, he must be all right if he was getting bubble baths.

*****

But Starbuck was not going to be all right for long. He had teased Tigh 
one too many times, and his last statement was the last straw. No way 
was Tigh going to let the Lieutenant call him a coward. "That's it. On 
the bed, on your stomach now." he ordered Starbuck.

Quickly Starbuck obeyed. Something about the look on Tigh's face told 
him had better. Once he was laying down Tigh swiftly tied him spread-
eagled to the bed, then not only blindfolded and gagged him, but also 
stuffed plugs into his ears. Now he was not only unable to move, but 
also blind, mute, and deaf. This was going to be bad.

*****

In the OC Adama quickly found Boomer. He wanted to know more of what 
happened on the Artemis.

"Well, Sir, we were in another cell, but we did hear them come and get 
Apollo, and Starbuck yelling at them. Something about killing him if he 
hurt Apollo. Then it was only Starbuck's sobs, until they came back to 
get him. There was some more talk, and then we got out. When we got to
the bridge, we saw Starbuck holding Apollo in the corner, then he went 
for the pipe, and the shooting started, and he kept Apollo's head down 
so he wouldn't get hit by stray fire, and then Atlas went for them 
and.........."

"Boomer? Then what?"

"I'm sorry Sir. That's all I can say. You can throw me in the brig if 
you want, but I made a promise and I won't break it."

Adama thought a moment then said, "Boomer, you said Starbuck threatened 
to kill Atlas if he hurt Apollo. Is that what happened?"

"I can't, Sir. I promised."

"Thank you, Boomer. I think I know everything I need to know." Adama 
then left. He had to talk with Apollo.

*****

He found Apollo heading back to his quarters. The boy looked depressed. 
"Apollo, what's wrong, son?"

Apollo started sobbing "I want Starbuck, can't he come home? Now, 
please. I need him."

Adama put his arms around his son and held him tight. "Let's go into 
your quarters, and I'll tuck you into bed like I did when you were 
small. Would you like that?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Come on now. You can tell your dad all about it. I may be old but my 
shoulders are still as strong as ever."

Gently Adama got Apollo ready for bed and tucked him in. Sitting on the 
edge of the mattress he stroked his son's hair as he asked his 
questions. "Apollo, do you remember anything of what Starbuck did 
during your ordeal, anything at all?"

"I remember he was standing there and one of the mutineers was behind 
him. But something was wrong. I can't remember what, but something was 
wrong about the way he was standing, it wasn't right."

"Apollo, you have to think; try to remember. And later, Apollo, when 
Boomer and the others stormed the bridge. What do you remember?"

"Starbuck.....Starbuck went for something....it was......it was a pipe, 
a metal pipe. He put it in his sleeve. Then the shooting began and 
Starbuck pulled me down........I looked up and Atlas.... he....he was 
coming towards us.........Starbuck he didn't see him, his back was 
turned...........I did it........I pushed Starbuck off me and grabbed 
the pipe. I hit Atlas with it. I think I killed him. I remember now. I 
was sobbing and Starbuck was trying to calm me down, but I could still 
hear what they were saying. Reese suggested they just clean it up and 
not say anything. Everyone promised they would lie for me. Starbuck 
.....he even thanked Reese, can you believe that? He hates Reese. 
Father, they all lied for me."

"It's all right, Apollo, they all care about you. That's why they did 
this. Now, let's go back to when they brought Starbuck on the bridge. 
You said something about him standing wrong. Think hard, Apollo. You 
will sleep better if you can remember."

Apollo thought, he tried to remember, but it just wouldn't come to him. 
"I don't know. I just can't remember. It's the reason he didn't help 
me. I know it is. But I can't remember."

"It's okay, son. Starbuck knows what it is, but for some reason he 
won't say."

"What about Atlas? I killed him."

"That was self defense, justifiable homicide they call it. Nothing will 
come of it. I'll make a note of it and see to all the paper work. You 
just forget about it, Okay?"

"Okay, if you say so." Apollo thought his father was acting strange. 
But then he was the Commander and no one questioned what he did.

*****

Inside Tigh's quarters things had gotten very, very bad for Starbuck.

*****

Starbuck strained to hear what Tigh was doing, but the earplugs were 
pushed in too far, and the only sound he heard was the pounding of his 
heart. Because of the gag, which was a rubber ball gag, he was unable 
to make any sound of his own except muffled moans. The blindfold 
completely covered his eyes and not even a sliver of light showed 
through. Tigh had tied his wrists and ankles tight enough that he 
couldn't move, yet not too tight that they cut off circulation.

Tigh looked down at the Lieutenant. This he was going to enjoy. Oh yes, 
after this, Starbuck would be a good little slave.

Starbuck felt the bed dip with Tigh's weight. He could feel the Colonel 
crawl between his legs and place cold hands on his butt, spreading the 
cheeks wide. He tried to scream out as he was filled with a burning, 
agonizing pain as Tigh shoved his entire length into Starbuck, without
the benefit of lube.

Tigh was enjoying this. Starbuck's ass was hot and tight. He knew the 
Lieutenant was in extreme pain. He hadn't stretched him first and he 
hadn't lubed his thick cock either. He had all ten inches of his cock 
inside Starbuck, and quickly started thrusting. He wasn't about to let 
the poor boy get used to having him inside first.

He pounded hard and fast inside Starbuck, enjoying the sound of the 
muffled screams. These sounds plus the struggles Starbuck was putting 
up, trying to buck him off without success, soon drove Tigh over the 
edge, and he came with a loud roar, shooting his cream deep inside 
Starbuck's ass.

Starbuck kept trying to scream, trying to get Tigh off. All he wanted 
was for this to stop. This was worse than the rapes he was forced to 
endure in the orphanage as an 11 yahren old child. Back then he hated 
the older boys who raped him. But this was Colonel Tigh, someone he 
trusted. People you trusted didn't do this to you, did they? Then he 
remembered the last night he and Apollo had spent together and sobbed 
at the memory. Yes, people you trusted did hurt you - he had hurt 
Apollo, as Apollo had demonstrated that night, and now he was getting 
what he deserved.

He felt Tigh's cum inside him, felt his cock go limp and slide out. 
Thankfully Tigh then rose up off him. But what he was going to do next, 
Starbuck had no way of knowing.

*****

Tigh could see tears flowing down Starbuck's cheeks. That made him 
grin; it was just the reaction he wanted from the brash Lieutenant. 
Well, Tigh guessed he wouldn't be brash anymore. He looked over the 
collection of sex toys Adama had stored here for their games. Seeing 
what he was looking for, he picked it up and eyed the Lieutenant's 
lovely firm butt once more.

Again Starbuck strained to hear what Tigh was up to. But it still did 
no good. He was totally terrified, completely helpless, and at Tigh's 
mercy. There was nothing he could do. Tigh, however, could do anything 
he wanted, with no one to stop him.

Starbuck reasoned he had no one to blame but himself. He should have 
stopped what Atlas was doing to Apollo, hands shackled or not; there 
was no excuse for him not helping his slave. He deserved what Tigh was 
doing. No he deserved more punishment than this. And he was going to 
get it.

Suddenly Starbuck felt a hot, sharp, stinging pain across his ass. He 
knew Tigh was using a strap on him. Over and over he felt it across his 
bare butt. Being unable to hear it swoosh through the air made the pain 
even more unexpected and painful, for he was unable to prepare himself 
for the next blow. Then the strap stopped. Starbuck's mind spun, 
wondering what the Colonel had in store for him next.

Again Tigh went to the chest of toys. "Oh yes, this will be fun. Very 
much fun indeed." He chuckled as he picked up the vibrator still in its 
harness. Turning back to the bed, he quickly shoved the vibrator home, 
causing Starbuck to once more let out a muffled scream as he lost 
control of his bladder. Tigh laughed as he fastened the harness around 
Starbuck's hips. Then he turned the vibrator on high and left it as he 
went to get a turbowash.

Starbuck lay there for a good thirty centons with the vibrator 
stimulating his anal track and prostate. Soon he could hold on no more 
and came in painful release, only to have the vibrator continue to 
stimulate him. He found he could not lose his erection, no matter how 
hard he concentrated on doing so. He soon came again, soaking the 
sheets even more. After he came the third time, he felt rough hands on 
his hips and the vibrator was pulled out of him with no warning, 
causing him to try to scream out in frustration.

Tigh saw that Starbuck had cum, more than once by the look of it. Well, 
he was just going to have to put a cock ring on that lovely long cock 
of the Lieutenant's now. This would be a night Starbuck would never 
forget.

Starbuck felt Tigh lift his hips, felt the cock ring go around him. He 
tried desperately to cry out "NO," but all that came out was "nnnnnn." 
Before Tight tightened the cock ring so that he couldn't, he lost 
control of his bladder once more, urinating all over Tigh's hands.

Tigh was furious with Starbuck for pissing all over his hands and 
prepared his cock to punish him. He pounced on Starbuck and shoved 
himself inside again. Quickly he started thrusting, each thrust faster 
and harder than the one before. He grabbed the belt and stated whipping 
Starbuck's back with it, leaving deep red welts that would not 
disappear for at least another secton. It didn't take long for him to 
come again. He then reached under Starbuck and released the cock ring, 
feeling Starbuck's body shudder as he came with a painful moan.

Now he felt tired and decided it was time for sleep. He quickly washed 
his hands, then went to his linen closet and pulled out a blanket. He 
then went back to the bed, lay down on top of the sobbing Starbuck and 
pulled the blanket over both of them, kissed Starbuck on the cheek, and
went to sleep.

*****

The next morning Tigh awoke with a raging hard on, and all he wanted to 
do was relieve it inside Starbuck's nice warm, tight ass. Checking the 
Lieutenant he noticed the man was still asleep. "Time to wake up, 
slave, ha ha ha ha ha." Still chuckling he shoved his entire length 
into Starbuck, waking the sleeping man with a jolt of pain.

Starbuck tried desperately to scream out. The pain was excruciating and 
he had no idea of where he was or who was raping him. Visions of the 
orphanage spun through his head. Is that where he was? Could it be 
possible that's where he was? 'No, that's wrong,' he thought. 'That was 
a long time ago. So who is this and where am I?' He remembered *when* 
he was and where - in general:  Battlestar Galactica after the defeat 
at the hands of the Cylons. He remembered who he *should* be with, but 
thought, 'This can't be Apollo. Apollo wouldn't do this to me, I know 
he wouldn't. Would he?'

He was still blindfolded and gagged, with the ear plugs still in place. 
The only sense that seemed to be working was the pain. He couldn't move 
his hands or feet, so he knew they were tied down. There was nothing he 
could do to stop the rape of his body.

Tigh thrust fast and hard, wanting to get his release quickly. He could 
hear Starbuck's muffled moans and whimpers. They helped bring him over 
the edge. He came hard, shooting deep into Starbuck, then collapsed on 
top of the Lieutenant and lay there for a few centons to catch his
breath.

Starbuck felt his attacker's warm sperm shoot into him. The weight of 
his body pushed Starbuck down into the bed. The Lieutenant trembled in 
fear as the man lay on top of him. Then he felt him rise. Would someone 
take his place? How many others were there? His body stiffened at the 
thought of others whom he had grown to trust suddenly turning on him 
and raping him. The bindings holding down his limbs were removed, and 
he was allowed to sit up. The earplugs and ball gag were roughly 
removed and heard his attacker speak.  Only then did he remember where 
and why he was here.

"Now I think the Lieutenant will do as he's told and not taunt me any 
more. The blindfold stays on, but you can have a turbowash. I'll have 
to join you of course. We must have you ready for the Commander's 
inspection."

Even though the water in the turbowash was warm, Starbuck was cold. 
Tigh roughly washed him, scrubbing so hard he felt his skin was being 
rubbed off. But he said nothing for fear of more punishment.

As Tigh washed Starbuck, he inspected the marks on the younger man's 
back. 'I'll have to hide these or Adama will severely punish me for 
them,' he thought to himself.

Tigh shut off the water and helped Starbuck out of the wash. After 
drying the Lieutenant off, he quickly dressed him in some of his slave 
clothing, making sure the marks from the strap were completely hidden, 
then led him into the living room and made him kneel down on the floor, 
pushing his forehead down so it rested on the floor. "Now you stay like 
that until the Commander comes. I want him to see how well you're 
trained now. You're gonna make a nice obedient slave, aren't you?"

"Yes, Sir," Starbuck whispered, afraid not responding would bring 
another attack from the Colonel.

The Commander arrived thirty centons later. He was very pleased with 
the way Starbuck kneeled submissively on the floor and congratulated 
Tigh. "Well, Tigh, you have done a good job training Starbuck. Tell me, 
how did you do it? Yesterday I was sure I would have to find another 
trainer."

"Oh, we just came to a mutual agreement, Master. After all, Starbuck 
wants to be the best slave possible for his new Master, isn't that 
right, Starbuck?"

"Yes, Sir. All I want is to please my Master." Starbuck hoped his 
whispered answer sounded normal, he feared what the Commander would do 
to him if angered.

Adama thought Starbuck's voice sounded a little strange, shaky even, 
but brushed it aside as nervousness. After all, they all knew this was 
more of a game than anything, and no one on the Galactica was a *real* 
slave. To train someone as one of those was strictly forbidden. That 
involved sensory depravation, rape, and torture. The slave was reduced 
to a very frightened creature who jumped at the slightest touch. Adama 
knew Tigh was incapable of doing that. Yet Starbuck was wearing a 
blindfold. "Um, Tigh, why is Starbuck blindfolded?"

"Oh, sorry Sir. That was part of the game we were playing. We just 
forgot to take it off. Here, I'll do it now."

Tigh quickly removed the blindfold from Starbuck, telling him to open 
his eyes slowly, so the light didn't hurt him as his eyes readjusted.

"Well, I see you two have everything under control. So I will leave now 
and I'll see both of you at the party three nights from now. Enjoy your 
games, gentlemen."

After Adama left, Tigh replaced Starbuck's blindfold, gag, and 
earplugs. Starbuck spent the next three days blind, deaf, and mute, not 
knowing when the next rape would occur, or by whom. He felt he could 
trust no one.

*****

Three Days Later - Party Preparations


Apollo dressed quickly in his new leather Master's clothes. He was kind 
of disappointed that Masters wore clothes that totally covered the 
body, leaving nothing exposed. He was used to the slave clothing, which 
left nothing to the imagination. Then he remembered that Starbuck would 
be wearing the slave's clothing tonight and smiled. 'I get him back 
tonight and nothing and no one will ever take him from me again.'

*****

Starbuck was terrified. He had endured three days of pure hell, 
constantly being raped and beaten. He had no idea how many Masters had 
taken their anger out on him or who they were. He was sure that some of 
them were people he thought he could trust, but no more. Now he could 
trust no one, especially not Apollo. The most brutal of his rapes had 
been at the hands of Apollo, he was certain.

They had kept him totally sensory deprived the entire time, only 
removing the ball gag to feed him small amounts of food, but that 
happened only three times and he was sure it had been baby food. Now 
the gag was once more being removed, as well as the blindfold and 
earplugs. He knew this next punishment would be the worst yet.

The sudden brightness made him blink rapidly, his eyes adjusting to the 
unaccustomed light. He heard the voice of Colonel Tigh, his words 
causing Starbuck to immediately lose control of bladder once more, and 
he received the same swift punishment as before.

Tigh looked down at the quaking slave. He had enjoyed these last three 
days. Training Starbuck had been such fun. Now he would turn him over 
to Apollo and his revenge against the offspring of Ila would be 
complete. After removing the slave's sensory blockers, he informed him 
of the upcoming party. "Time for your first public appearance slave; 
time for you to be returned to Apollo. I wonder what he will do with 
you?"

He both saw and heard the new slave once more urinate on the floor. 
Infuriated, he quickly grabbed Starbuck by the hair and pushed his face 
into the puddle on the floor, making him clean up his own mess.

*****

Adama inspected the reception room, making sure everything was properly 
prepared for tonight's festivities. There was a special platform in 
place, used only when a couple had decided they would switch roles, the 
Master becoming the slave and vice versa. This was the first time it 
had been used since he had taken Command of the Galactica, when he and 
Tigh had used it. "Well, I wonder if Apollo will enjoy this night as 
much I did, but then I received an added bonus that night. Well, 
actually two bonuses." Adama didn't realize that the bonuses he was 
remembering were the root of Tigh's aggression towards Apollo.

*****

The club members were all gathered in the reception hall, all awaiting 
the arrival of the guest of honor. They all knew couples who had 
switched roles, but none of them had opted for the traditional ceremony 
that went with it. They had all chosen to do it privately, but this was 
Commander Adama's idea, and no one questioned what he wanted. Not even 
his son.

Apollo was as nervous as a cadet on his first solo flight. He couldn't 
understand why he and Starbuck had to go through with this. he 
approached his father and asked him.

"Apollo, Starbuck is paying you a very big honor. He will be respected 
by all the other slaves and their Masters for what he does tonight. 
When it's done publicly like this, the Master turned slave gets a very 
special ear ring. You did know that didn't you?"

"No, I was never told anything about an ear ring. Why didn't anyone 
tell me, I never had a chance to go and get one."

Adama could tell Apollo was upset about not being told this, and 
quickly calmed his son down. "Apollo, as Head Master, it is my duty to 
chose the ear ring." He reached into his pocket and retrieved the ring 
he had chosen and handed it to Apollo.  "Here you go. What do you 
think? Like it?"

Adama handed Apollo a golden loop ear ring with a pure white pearl at 
the bottom of the loop. Apollo's eyes went wide as he recognized the 
ear ring. "Mother had one exactly like this," he whispered in surprise. 

Clearing his throat, Adama stammered, 
"Yes...um...well...I...well...I...Oh, all right. I gave it to her the 
night she did the same thing Starbuck's doing for you. There, I said 
it. I hope you're happy now."

Apollo didn't say anything, he was too shocked.

"Well, think about it. The Commander of a Battlestar can not be a 
slave." Adama had no idea why he felt he had to defend himself, 
especially to his own son. And he certainly didn't want Apollo knowing 
that the ear ring should have gone to Tigh, not Ila . Tigh had been his 
Master back then . Ila was his girlfriend and then his slave. But she 
had gotten pregnant with Apollo, so Adama had to seal with her. Tigh 
understood that, he was sure of it. He had no choice but to give Ila 
the ear ring and tattoo. Oh, sure, she teased and antagonized Tigh for 
yahrens about it, making sure he saw her rings, all her rings, each 
time they met. Actually Adama always thought it was funny . Well, as 
long as Apollo never found *that* out, what was the big deal?

*****

In a side room off the main hall, Colonel Tigh was putting the 
finishing touches on Starbuck. A very scared, traumatized Starbuck.

*****

Starbuck could hear the crowd out in the other room, could hear them 
laughing and cheering each other.  "How many of them are there? How 
many of them will I have to serve? Oh, lord, I've got to get away. 
Please, God, don't let Apollo be one of them," he sobbed to himself.

Tigh rechecked the daggit collar around Starbuck's neck and the rope 
that was binding his arms behind his back. It would not fare well with 
him if Adama found them to be too tight. He was already worried enough 
by the way Starbuck was acting, and feared he might have gone too far 
in the Lieutenant's training. If Adama found that to be the case, Tigh 
was in big trouble.

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door, telling Tigh they 
were ready for them. He picked up Starbuck's leash and ordered him to 
stand up.  "Adama won't like it if you crawl out to the stage; you walk 
behind me and keep your head down with your eyes on the floor. Do not
make eye contact with anyone unless ordered to do so."

Starbuck slowly rose to his feet, his body trembling, and allowed Tigh 
to lead him to the punishment he knew he deserved.

Adama was pleased with the way Tigh had dressed Starbuck in the 
traditional garb: the studded daggit collar and chain leash, skin-tight 
leather pants with matching boots and vest, arms tightly bound behind 
his back. But why was Starbuck holding his head down like that? The 
Master turned slave wasn't supposed to do that. He should be holding 
his head up, smiling. This was a night to honor him, not a night of 
submission. Tigh knew that, what in Hades was he doing?

Apollo watched Starbuck walking behind Tigh. The sight brought back a 
memory, the one he had been searching for. When Tigh and Starbuck 
reached the bottom of the steps and stood waiting for their cue to 
climb onto the stage, the memory came rushing back to him.

He could see Starbuck standing on the bridge of the Artemis, two 
mutineers behind him holding him back, his hands *still shackled behind 
him*. Starbuck had not come to his aid, not because he didn't want to, 
but because he was unable to. But he hadn't defended himself when asked
why. Apollo couldn't understand it. Why didn't Starbuck say he was 
still shackled? Apollo had to tell his father, now. "Father, he was 
shackled. Starbuck was still shackled, that was why he didn't help me. 
He doesn't have to go through with this, he should remain the Master."

"Apollo, Starbuck wanted to this. He said it was what you wanted."

"Yes, but not as punishment. Father, please."

"This is not a punishment Apollo. I told you that. We are honoring him 
tonight."

Apollo looked down at Starbuck. But his head was still down. Why was he 
keeping his head down? Then Adama signaled to Tigh, and he pulled on 
the chain attached to Starbuck's collar. Apollo didn't like the way he 
pulled on that chain and, by the way he moved his arms, he could tell 
his father didn't like it either.

When they reached the top of the steps, Starbuck heard Commander Adama 
gently tell him to kneel. This was it, the Commander was about to 
publicly punish him. And, to make matters worse, he recognized Apollo's 
dress boots beside his father's.

Adama sensed that something was wrong. He glared at Tigh, his face 
flushing red. Apollo looked down at Starbuck and reached out to gently 
place his hand on his lover's shoulder. The feel of Apollo's hand 
gripping him was too much for the frightened Lieutenant. He began 
trembling uncontrollably. He let out a loud mournful sob as a new wet 
stain started spreading across the front of his pants. Then he heard 
Adama shouting. "*Tigh!!!!! What in Hades have you done? Why is 
Starbuck acting this way?*" Adama grabbed Tigh by his shoulders and 
shook him like a rag doll, still screaming at his now terrified slave, 
"*If you have done what I think you have, you will be the most sorry 
man in this fleet."

Starbuck was so scared he couldn't understand the words that were being 
shouted or realize who was being shouted at. All he knew was that 
someone was angry and he didn't want that anger directed at him.

Then he felt someone place a hand on his face; that was all it took to 
send him over the edge. He rose as fast as he could and bounded down 
the stairs, screaming. The only thought in his head was that he had to 
get away, he had to find a place to hide. All Starbuck wanted now was 
to find someplace were no one could find him and hurt him ever again.

*****

Apollo couldn't believe how wrong everything had turned out. He had 
tried to calm Starbuck by caressing his cheek, but had only added to 
Starbuck's fright, causing him to try to run away, screaming. He 
shouted at the other warriors, "Boomer, Jolly, Greenbean, catch him 
quickly before he hurts himself." Then he turned on Tigh, grabbing the 
older slave away from his father and throwing him to the floor.

Adama stood aside, allowing his son to rightfully punish his slave for 
the horror he had inflicted on Starbuck.

Apollo grabbed both sides of Tigh's vest and started shaking him, 
screaming as loud as he could, "*What did you do to him, what did you 
do? Why did you hurt him like this? You had no right to hurt him like 
this.*"

This was the last straw for Tigh. For yahrens he had to put up with 
this spoiled brat of Ila's. He gathered up all his strength and threw 
Apollo off him. Rising, he stood at his full height and shouted back at 
Apollo, the entire crowd hearing his words, "*I have had enough of you. 
For yahrens I had to put up with you. It was your fault Adama didn't 
make me his number one slave the night he officially switched roles and 
became a Master. If Ila hadn't been pregnant with you, Adama would 
never have sealed with her, he would have chosen me instead. But no, 
she had to go get knocked up with you. And now you're nothing but a 
spoiled little brat who thinks he can have everything he wants and to 
hell with everyone else. Well, you don't have Starbuck  anymore, do 
you? Now he's nothing but a sniffling wreck of a man who can't even 
stand to be touched. I made sure of that by totally preventing him from 
being aware of where he was or who was raping him. This time I win, not 
Ila and certainly not her spoiled brat of an offspring."

Adama had heard enough of Tigh's obscene outburst. Angrily he stepped 
forward and backhanded Tigh, sending him flying off the stage and onto 
the floor. He then quickly climbed down the steps, bent down, and 
roughly ripped the rings out of Tigh's nipples, throwing them away.

Tigh screamed in agony as the blood flowed down his chest.

Trying to keep his voice as calm as possible, Adama announced, "You 
have committed the most horrendous crime possible against any sentient 
being, especially another slave, a slave that was entrusted into your 
care for training. You will be taken to the brig, until the Masters 
decide what your punishment shall be."

*****

Apollo quickly ran to where the others were holding Starbuck. Kneeling 
down at his side, he tried to calm his very frightened lover. It seemed 
the more he tried to calm him, the more agitated Starbuck became. He 
cringed at Apollo's gentle touch, whimpering and crying; the sight just 
broke Apollo's heart.

"The rope around his arms is tied too tight, his hands are turning 
blue; the blood flow has been cut completely off. We have to untie him 
now," Boomer told Apollo as calmly as possible, trying to keep his 
nausea down.

Apollo held Starbuck's head on his lap while Boomer untied the tight 
knots in the rope. Once this was done, he removed the vest Starbuck was 
wearing, so they could better look for any signs of permanent injury. 
They all gasped at the sight of Starbuck's back, covered in bruises and
bright red welts, some crusted over, most still raw. Starbuck was 
trembling in Apollo's arms. Then the unexpected happened.

*****

(Note: ## - indicates a flashback.)

##
Starbuck knew the boys had him trapped. He could feel their stronger 
hands holding him down. He saw the ring leader come towards him, an 
evil smirk on his face. He grabbed Starbuck and shoved his face into 
his groin. The other boys started to rip off his shirt. "*NO*, please 
don't do this, please. No, I won't let you hurt me again," Starbuck 
screamed."I`m running away from you guys, I'm never coming back to this 
dumb orphanage again. I've seen a lot of kids on the streets, and 
they're a lot younger than eleven."

He gathered up all the strength he could and rose enough to punch the 
ring leader in the nose as hard as his small arms would let him. The 
movement caused the other boys to lose their grip on him long enough 
for Starbuck to get away from them, and he started running as fast as 
he could.
##

*****

Apollo heard Starbuck cry out, but didn't expect the hard punch to his 
nose. He lost his grip on Starbuck's arms as he fell back to the floor, 
blood flowing from his broken nose. He could hear people shouting and 
saw Starbuck get up and run. Sitting up slowly, he saw Boomer and the 
others run after him, but anyone who came near Starbuck received a blow 
to the face. "The Life Center is going to be full of people with broken 
noses before this night is through," Apollo said to himself.

Adama came and helped him up. "You had better go to the Life Center, 
Apollo, and get that looked after."

"No, I have to help Starbuck. He's scared of everyone thanks to Tigh. 
And you heard what he said, Father. He thinks he's eleven again. Tigh 
has made him regress somehow. I hope they have good security down in 
the brig, because if I get my hands on him again I swear I'll kill 
him."

Adama knew Apollo meant what he just said. Everyone who heard him knew. 
Looking around, he saw a lot of people who would be more than willing 
to help him make sure Tigh received a slow, painful death. Himself 
included.

*****

##
Starbuck ran through the corridors of the Galactica, not knowing where 
he was. He knew he was in some sort of building, should know what and 
where it was, but just couldn't recognize it. Turning the corner he 
could see an elevator up ahead, a way to escape the mob chasing him, a 
mob that seemed to be getting bigger. Boarding the elevator, he 
remembered that the way out of a building was always on the ground 
floor; but since no button was marked "Ground", he chose the next best 
thing and pushed the button for the very bottom level. As the doors 
closed, the elevator took Starbuck to the very bowels of the Galactica, 
the part of the ship everyone revered to as "The Devil's Pit". 
##

*****

Boomer and Apollo saw Starbuck enter the elevator. They both ran as 
fast as they could to stop him, but were too late. They watched the 
numbers above the door to see at what level he would get off. Shocked, 
Boomer exclaimed, "Oh my Lord, he's going all the way to the bottom."

Shaking his head, Apollo cried, "No. Not the Pit. Starbuck wouldn't go 
down there. That place even scares my father!" Apollo fainted as he 
realized the pit was exactly were Starbuck was headed.

Adama saw Apollo faint. Rushing up, he grabbed his son just before his 
head hit the floor. "Boomer, get a med team here now," he ordered. 
Adama knew they had to find Starbuck fast, but first they had to see to 
Apollo. Adama prayed that when they found Starbuck, they could quickly 
undo the damage Tigh had caused. Before they lost both him and Apollo.

*****

The elevator stopped, but the doors didn't open all the way. Starbuck 
had to push on them to make them open all the way. He found himself in 
a cold, dark corridor. "Oh, this place is scary. I don't like it here. 
But if I go back upstairs those bigger boys will get me and hurt me 
again. There has to be a way outside from here. I just gotta find it." 
The 11 yahren old Starbuck said to  himself.

Slowly Starbuck walked down the dark hallway. He could see several 
corridors going in different directions. He didn't know which way he 
should go, but he couldn't stay here. The others could come and then he 
would be in more trouble. Starbuck wrinkled up his nose "It smells bad 
here doesn't it, Loki. It smells like those outhouses at the campground 
outside the city."

Loki was Starbuck's best friend. A friend only Starbuck could see and 
hear. Whenever Starbuck was scared or in trouble, whenever the bigger 
boys or the adults at the orphanage wanted to hurt Starbuck, Loki 
always showed up. He was always there to help Starbuck through the bad 
times. The only one who ever stood by him. But this time Loki looked 
different. This time Loki looked sad. Starbuck didn't understand that. 
"What's wrong Loki, why are you crying? You never cry."

"Why did you call me back, Starbuck? You haven't needed me for so long. 
They're gone now Starbuck. You must remember," Loki told him.

"Who's gone? Remember what?"

In the dark corridor, an even darker figure watched the confused 
warrior, wondering what was going on and just who the very sexy 
Lieutenant Starbuck thought he was talking to.

The figure watched Starbuck from behind the old dusty crates. The 
Lieutenant seemed to be in some sort of distress and was acting like a 
child. A child who was afraid of the dark and cold hallways of the Pit. 
This could prove interesting. He decided to follow the young man just 
to see what he was up to.

*****

Starbuck continued to walk along the dark hallways. Looking up, he 
noticed the ceiling seemed to be a series of old and rusty pipes, with 
walkways hanging down; some looked unstable, ready to fall at any 
micron. The walkways looked like the perfect hiding place for evil 
monsters who ate little boys for breakfast and picked their teeth with 
the bones of their victims.

Starbuck shivered from cold and fear. Then he heard strange voices in 
the distance, angry, mean voices. Up ahead he could just make out the 
forms of angry men, shouting and punching each other. It seemed like a 
real brawl was going on. Something like the gang fights he had seen in 
the streets. He didn't want any part of this. Didn't want to get mixed 
up with some gang of hoods. They would hurt him more that the big boys 
at the orphanage.

Turning quickly, Starbuck noticed another corridor and ran down it, not 
watching where he was going, just wanting to get away. When he finally 
slowed down and stopped to catch his breath, he found he was completely 
lost. The corridor he was in had doors that opened into empty rooms. 
Rooms that smelled like outhouses and garbage bins. He could also smell 
the bad smell that came from the big boys and men at the orphanage 
after they hurt him after they had raped him.

"Loki, we gotta get out of here. There are bad people here, they might 
hurt us. We gotta run back, find that elevator, and go back upstairs." 
As Starbuck turned to run back the way he thought he had come, the dark 
figure jumped out at him grabbed him by the arms, and pinned him to the 
wall .

"Welcome to the Devil's Pit, Lieutenant."

The stranger's grin grew wider as he felt Starbuck tremble in fear. 
Moving his hand slowly down the Lieutenant's body, he noticed that he 
had peed his pants. Snickering, he said, "What are you, a baby? Peeing 
your pants like a two-yahren old."

"I am not a baby!" Starbuck tried to sound brave. "I'm eleven, almost 
twelve."

The dark stranger thought a centon. 'What in Hades is going on? Not 
only is the great warrior acting like a kid, he thinks he is one.'  
"Well now," he said out loud, "I think my big brother will be quite 
interested in this development. Very interested indeed.

*****

In another part of the Galactica someone was sneaking out of Athena's 
quarters. In their hand was a bag. In the bag were Athena's dirty 
undergarments. Some sick soul was busy stealing all the women warriors' 
dirty undergarments. The question was: who and why?

*****

The stranger tied Starbuck's wrists tightly together in front of him. 
Using the other end of the rope as a leash, he dragged the struggling 
man/boy through the dark corridors until he reached a room at the very 
front of the Battlestar.

Starbuck was now shaking uncontrollably with fear and confusion. He had 
no idea why this man had called him Lieutenant . Maybe Loki would know. 
Loki knew all kinds of things, like how to play cards and how to get 
things from people. Things like food, or even cubits. Yes, Loki would 
get him out of here.

When they reached the room, the man threw Starbuck in, and closed and 
locked the door. Time to get his brother. Hopefully the older man 
hadn't had a flashback again.

Inside the dark room Starbuck called Loki. "Loki, are you here? Please 
answer me Loki. I'm scared; you have to help me."
 
And then Loki was there, still looking sad. "Starbuck, you have to 
remember. You're not a little kid anymore. You don't need me. You can 
do this yourself. You just have to remember your training."

*****

##
The older man stirred in his sleep. Visions of pain and torture 
disturbed his slumber and haunted his every waking moment. He could 
still feel the sting of the whip, remembered being put on the rack, his 
arms and legs pulled in different directions, the agony of his scrotum 
being crushed until he passed out from the pain, and then the plastic 
being wrapped around him so he couldn't breathe. If it wasn't for his 
younger brother, he would be dead. But no, Hector was there and saved 
him in nick of time.
##

Secretly Hector engaged a doctor (who had hidden in the Pit to escape 
prison for malpractice) to repair the damage done to his brother. The 
surgery that was done on his face and body made it impossible to tell 
who he was. But alas, not even the best of medical care could repair 
the damage done to his manhood. And Hector's older brother vowed 
revenge on those who had maimed him. "Soon, Adama. Soon you and those 
you love will pay dearly for what was done to me." Hector's entrance 
interrupted his vow of revenge. "What do you want, Hector?"

"Just thought you would like to know that I have the lovely Lieutenant 
Starbuck locked up in the storage room. And to add to the fun, he 
thinks he's eleven again. Now, won't that be interesting?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, oh yes. I wonder what traumatic experience 
caused this to happen? Oh, I remember what the Lieutenant was like when 
he was a boy. Such a well-trained slave he was; I enjoyed that 
beautiful body of his many a night, until he was stolen from me and 
sponsored into the Academy. Well, two paybacks for the price of one. 
Hahahahahahaha hahaahahahaha. Bring the boy to me, Hector, now."

"By your command, URI."

*****

In the quiet solitude of his quarters, the thief slowly caressed his 
treasures. He loved the feel of the soft silk panties against his 
fingertips. Looking around his walls, he wondered how he would display 
his collection. Yes, he knew, he would arrange them by color and 
original owner. Athena's being the most prominent . Hers would get the 
most important place. He would put them over the head of his bed, where 
he could reach up and caress them in his sleep, or pull them down and 
snuggle into their soft sweetness when ever he wished. Dreaming of the 
warm wetness they once held inside.

*****

Starbuck heard the door being unlocked and stared wide-eyed at the 
mean, angry man who had locked him in.

"Come here, kid. The boss wants to meet you," the stranger said as he 
grabbed the rope and pulled the frightened man/boy out the door and 
down another long corridor. At the other end he was led into a large 
room. He stood blinking his eyes at the only bright lights he had seen 
since exiting the elevators.

"Well, well, who do we have here? Why I do believe it is Starbuck, from 
the orphanage. Come closer, boy, so I can get a better look at you."

Starbuck saw the older man sitting atop a pillow-covered dais. He knew 
what the man wanted. Knew what would happen if he refused. Knew there 
was no one who could help him. This was going to hurt more than what 
the older boys did. This man was mean, hard, and cruel. Starbuck could 
always tell. He prayed Loki would talk him through it like he always 
had before.

*****

Athena was shocked at the mess in her room. Her dirty clothes scattered 
all over the floor. Wondering what was going on she commed Rigel.

"I found the same thing when I got to my quarters. And, Athena, my 
underwear is gone, my dirty underwear."

"What? Just a centon." Athena ran to check the mess again. Coming back, 
she said "Rigel, I think something fishy is going on."

*****

Starbuck soon found himself naked, hands now bound behind his back. The 
old man was pushing his face into the pillows as he roughly ran his 
hands over Starbuck's body. He was pinched and slapped, the old man 
ignoring his cries and pleas to stop, but Loki was there. Loki kept 
telling him to remember. Starbuck wasn't sure what he was supposed to 
remember . He just wanted to forget. Forget this place was here, and 
get away.

Then the old man pulled him up and laid him across his lap. A micron 
later he could feel the strap across his butt, the hard leather biting 
into his tender flesh. He cried out in pain, "No, please don't do this, 
please stop. Help me, somebody help me, please."

"Scream all you want, Starbuck, no one can hear you. I am going to make 
you pay for what was done to me. And when I'm done, your manhood will 
be as useless as mine."

Starbuck then felt a hot pain as something very large was shoved inside 
him. Looking up he saw Loki, wearing a colonial warrior's uniform and 
saying, "Starbuck, you must remember."

Uri pounded the dildo into Starbuck, enjoying the sounds of the young 
man's screams. He had to force himself to stop, not wanting to damage 
the Lieutenant too soon. Uri knew Adama would have other warriors out 
looking for him, but the Pit was large and dark. It would take at least 
a yahren to search it completely. And by then Uri would have simply 
moved to another spot. No, he wouldn't ruin Starbuck yet, not until he 
had a bit of fun first. When he was done, he would have Hector dump the 
body on Apollo's doorstep and hide in the shadows, so he could watch 
the Captain's reaction when he found his beloved Lieutenant's battered 
and broken body.

*****

Rigel commed Cassie and Sheba, telling them what had happened to her 
and Athena, only to find that the same thing had happened to Sheba.

"But why didn't it happen to me?" Cassie asked.

Sheba piped up, "That's a mystery we have to solve. We'll call it 'The 
mystery of the disappearing underwear'."

Rigel groaned, "Oh, lord, that sounds like a title to those old books I 
used to read as a kid. You guys remember those. The ones with teenage 
girl detective."

Cassie remembered, "Yeah, Nancy something."

And so the slave girls detective agency had begun.

*****

Hector stayed in the shadows of the Galactica's corridors, making sure 
no one saw him. He had learned a great deal listening to the warriors 
talk about what had happened the night before. Uri would reward him 
dearly for this information. Quickly he returned to the lower regions 
of the Battlestar. The time for revenge was fast approaching.

*****

Tigh hated sitting in brig. He didn't think he had really done anything 
wrong. Adama had asked him to train Starbuck. So he did. Then Adama 
didn't like the way he was training him, so he changed it. If Starbuck 
had just stopped teasing him and taunting him, he wouldn't have had to 
be so hard on the man. But Starbuck had to be taught a lesson.

It was Apollo's fault he was in here. Apollo didn't like Starbuck being 
obedient. What did the man want, a slave who was just like him? 
Manipulative, getting what he wanted all the time. Topping from the 
bottom.

"That brat!! He's just like his mother. No, Apollo is worse than his 
mother. Now he's a Master. At least Ila had the good sense to know her 
proper role. Apollo doesn't have the common sense of a.....a..... 
a.....a potato. Well, I'm not staying in here, I'll be getting out 
soon, and when I do, I promise you, Apollo, I will get even."

"You really want to do that?" Tigh heard a strange voice from down the 
corridor.

"Who is that? What's your name? What do you want?"

"Who am I? Why, I'm the person who is going to help you. What do I 
want? The same thing you do, revenge on Apollo. What is my name? 
Hector, at your service, Colonel Tigh."

" I don't know you, what makes you think I'll trust you?"

"Right now, Colonel, I am the only person on this ship who does not 
want to see you dead."

"Dead! What are talking about? Adama would never allow that. I'm his 
slave, he can't allow any harm to come to me."

"Oh, that's not exactly true, Colonel. You see, from what I hear, you 
were given a slave to train and you abused that power. Now Starbuck is 
down in the Pit. But I can help you redeem yourself. I can get you out 
of here, show you where the Lieutenant is hiding, and then you can 
return him to Apollo, thus redeeming yourself."

"True, but how does that get my revenge on Apollo? I want to see him 
suffer."

"Easy. The Lieutenant thinks he's a kid. How hard will it be to make 
him think it was Apollo who did this to him?"

Tigh's evil grin grew wider as he thought about that. "Oh,  yes. If I 
could do that, Starbuck would never allow Apollo to touch him again. 
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha."

Hector produced the key to the cell door and let Tigh out.

"Ha - Hector, how did you get the key?"

"Oh, I knocked Reese out; he'll never know it was me. But he *will* 
have a headache when he wakes up."

Tigh followed Hector out of the brig, side-stepping Reese, who was 
sprawled out on the floor moaning.

"Hurry, Tigh, he's coming around," Hector whispered to the Colonel as 
he threw the key onto the desk. The two then ran for the elevator and 
descended to the Pit. Just as Reese was beginning to stir and try to 
sit up, he felt a belt wrap around his neck. He tried to struggle with 
his assailant, but the man proved too strong and easily overpowered the 
security chief, dragging him back into the cell block. Quickly the 
assailant arranged Reese so that it looked like the man had been choked 
from inside the cell. He then fastened the belt as tightly as possible, 
leaving Reese hanging from the bars and soon appeared to be quite dead.

*****

Starbuck was again thrown into the dark cold storage room. The old man 
had left the large dildo inside him and placed a cock ring on him. He 
was told that if either of them were removed with out permission he 
would be severely punished. All Starbuck could do was cry. He wanted to 
go home, even the orphanage was better than this.

Loki was there again, still wearing the uniform.

"Loki, why are you dressed like that? You're not a warrior."

"No, but you are, Starbuck. Listen to me. Don't you remember? When you 
were fifteen. That man, Uri, he had you and there was a party. There 
was a Commander there, remember? He had two slaves."

"I remember, yeah. He had this really gorgeous woman with him and a 
black man. The black man didn't like the woman for some reason. I don't 
know why, she was nice."

"Yes, Starbuck, you're remembering. Try to keep it up. Can you remember 
what happened after the woman talked to you."

"Well no.......I mean yes, she asked me how I got there, with Uri, I 
mean Master Uri...."

"No, Starbuck, just call him Uri, he's not your Master, he never really 
was. He just grabbed you off the street. He stole you. Nw what happened 
with the woman?"

" I told her how Ma.....Uri grabbed me ,and how he was hurting me, and 
she went to the Commander she came with. I think she told him what I 
said 'cause then he went over to Uri, and then Uri said I had to go 
into the bedroom with the man. But when we got in there, he opened up 
the window and his two slaves were out there, and they got me out the 
window and into their hovercraft. And then we drove away."

Loki was now smiling. "Good, Starbuck, but you're not done yet. Do you 
remember what happened then?"

"I was kind of scared. I thought maybe they wanted to hurt me, but then 
the Commander, he asked what I wanted to be, what career I wanted, and 
I told him I wanted to be a warrior. So he took me to the Academy. He 
signed me up, and I was given a room to sleep in, classes didn't start 
for another secton though and my roommate wasn't there yet."

"Keep going, Starbuck, what happened later, when the other students got 
there?"

Starbuck was quickly remembering the past, getting more confident as 
his memory returned. With his invisible friend's help, Starbuck was 
returning to the present.

"A secton later my roommate showed up; his name was Boomer. We hit it 
off right away. We decided to go out and look around. When we went out 
into the hallway........there were two of you. One standing beside me, 
the other one talking to the Commander that had taken me from Uri. 
Commander Adama was the one who saved me." The past all came rushing 
back to Starbuck. He remembered everything, including how he had gotten 
here. He looked at Loki. "I had forgotten that you and Apollo are 
identical. I fell in love him right there." 

"Well, now that you remember everything, let's get you out of here."

"So who's the old man?"

"Someone you thought was dead, but he's not. He survived the punishment 
Adama had you Masters dish out. Now he's had plastic surgery and 
liposuction, so no one can tell he's really Sire Uri."

"I'm not a Master anymore. Apollo and I switched. But you know that. 
Tigh, he did it wrong. He......"

"Starbuck, don't think about what Tigh did. We have to get you out of 
here before Hector gets back. Now come on, get the dildo out and the 
cock ring off. Quickly."

Removing the dildo and cock ring proved to be a bit painful, and for 
some reason Starbuck didn't cum when the pressure of the ring was 
removed; that was different. Starbuck thought you always came when a 
cock ring was removed. But he just shrugged it off. Looking up, he saw 
that Loki was gone. 

"Loki, where did you go?"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, quiet Starbuck, Hector is coming."

*****

The thief went about his daily duties, no one suspecting the true 
reason for the grin on his face. He was daydreaming of his treasures, 
of the way he placed them on his bed and rolled around on them. Tonight 
he would get more. Because they were not only Mistress and slave, but 
also wing mates, Brie and Deitra shared quarters. And tonight they were 
on patrol.

Cassie and Sheba watched everyone very closely, looking for anything 
that might give them a hint of who the thief was. They noticed that all 
the warriors seemed to be grumpy and out of sorts today, but then they 
were all worried about Starbuck. Everyone at the party last night saw 
what happened to him and they all knew he was in the Devil's Pit, the 
most dangerous place in the whole fleet. The fact that he had regressed 
to an eleven-yahren old made it even more dangerous for him.

*****

Apollo was pacing the Life Center's floor. He had to get out of there. 
Salik had taped up his broken nose; all he could do now was let it 
heal. The longer they kept him in here, the harder it would get to find 
Starbuck. Didn't they know that?

Adama ordered from the door way," Apollo, please stop that pacing and 
sit down."

"How can I sit down knowing Starbuck's out there somewhere? Down in the 
god-forsaken Pit. You know what kinds of people are down there. He's 
scared, hurt, and he thinks he's a kid again. How could Tigh do this to 
him? I have to find him, Father, before one of those animals down there 
captures him and does god-knows-what to him. Please, Father, we have to 
help him. You're the one who gave him to Tigh for training, now do 
something."

Adama felt like a knife had been jabbed into his heart. All those years 
ago he had promised Starbuck he would never be hurt again. Now that 
promise had been broken. And Tigh had been there that night, helped him 
get Starbuck out that window and away from Uri. Tigh had made the same 
vow that night. Why had he broken it? Could his jealousy of Ila been 
that bad that he would break a promise to a young man he knew to 
already have very low self esteem? A young man who only wanted to make 
Apollo happy.

"All right, Apollo. Let's get that search party going. We'll search the 
entire lower level. And we won't give up until we find him and bring 
him home."

Apollo threw his arms around his father so hard and fast he almost 
knocked the old man onto the floor.

*****

In the cold dark storage room, Lieutenant Starbuck waited for the door 
to open. He thought he was ready to pounce on the person who was about 
to come through the door. But he wasn't ready for who he saw.

As the door swung open ,Starbuck stopped in his tracks and let out an 
agonizing scream. "Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Well, well, Lieutenant, did you miss me?" Tigh grinned evilly.

Starbuck shrank back into the corner like a frightened infant daggit. 
Tigh smiled at the reaction; this was going to be fun.

*****

Adama gathered the men together. They would go in pairs, each pair 
searching a section of the Pit. They were given orders to search every 
hallway, every room. They were to leave "no stone unturned" in their 
search. Starbuck must be found, before the day was over.

*****

Tigh looked at the frightened warrior. Making him think it was Apollo 
who had raped him was going to be easy. In his present state, the 
Lieutenant would believe any thing. In a soothing voice, Tigh said, "I 
know you're scared Starbuck. It's understandable after what Apollo did 
to you. The way he tied you up, blindfolding you and putting those ear 
plugs in so you couldn't see or hear him coming at you. Making it 
impossible for you to even get away ,much less defend yourself. It was 
an awful thing for him to do, and after you had given him nipple rings, 
and even sealed to him. You gave him everything he wanted, were even 
willing to switch roles with him. And what thanks did he give you? Did 
he show you how much he loved you? No, he beat and raped you, abused 
the power you gave him. Come here Starbuck, let Uncle Tigh make you 
feel better."

Even though Starbuck was still in pain from Uri's brutal rape with the 
dildo, he could still remember the fear and pain of the rapes he 
endured while sensory deprived. But was it Apollo who had done it? He 
was sure it happened in Tigh's quarters. He had to try hard to 
remember. He was sure it was Tigh who was given the task of training 
him.

Then he heard Loki's voice. "Starbuck, don't listen to him, he's trying 
to trick you. It wasn't Apollo who did this; it was him, Tigh. Apollo 
raped you before the mutiny, remember?"

When Starbuck did not respond to Tigh's words, the Colonel moved closer 
to the younger man. That's when Loki reacted. At least Starbuck thought 
it was Loki. Suddenly the stacks of boxes against the wall came 
crashing down on top of the Colonel, pinning him to the floor.

"Run, Starbuck, run now. Get as far away as possible. Now, Starbuck."

Starbuck ran out the door and down the hall, not caring that he was 
still unclothed. All he cared about now was getting as far away from 
Tigh as possible before the Colonel had the chance to hurt him again.

Once more visions of his youth filled his head, but again Loki's voice 
kept him in the present. "Remember where you are, Starbuck. This is the 
Galactica, you're not on Caprica anymore. Run! Get to the elevator; 
find Apollo. Run, Starbuck."
 
Starbuck ran down the corridor, not sure if he was going in the right 
direction, not really caring. He turned the corner and ran head on into 
a very dark, very large man. As the man grabbed him by the arms, 
Starbuck's scream echoed through the corridors of the Devil's Pit.

*****

Jolly and Boomer were searching the area of the pit that was once used 
for therapy. The rooms looked spooky inside. Each time they entered 
one, the lights came up and a soft voice asked, "Can I help you?" Jolly 
was getting really spooked.

Then from somewhere in the distance they heard a long agonizing scream,
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Let me go, let me go."

The two men stopped. Boomer wiped a shaking hand over his face. "That 
was Starbuck, I know it."

"He sounded really scared." Jolly's voice was shaky, he was pretty 
scared himself.

In other parts of the Pit, warriors stopped in their tracks at the 
sound of the screams, all knowing it was Starbuck. But no one could 
tell from what direction the screams came. Sounds in the Pit seemed to 
bounce off the walls and come from all directions.

Apollo was with his father. Adama wanted to make sure he was with 
Apollo, just in case they found Starbuck still in the state he was in 
the night before. The scream he heard turned his blood cold. "Oh God, 
father. Someone has him. He can't be raped again. He won't survive 
another attack," Apollo cried as he started running down the dark 
corridor.

It was all Adama could do to keep up with him. He ran, yelling for 
Apollo to stop before they, too, were lost in this hell hole.

*****

Starbuck struggled with the large man, kicking at him until his bare 
foot connected with the man's groin. He dropped Starbuck as he doubled 
over, clutching his privates and sinking to his knees. Starbuck used 
the opportunity to once more put distance between himself and Tigh, not
stopping until he once more ran into someone, this one running towards 
him.

Again Starbuck's screams echoed through the halls. But this time the 
arms held him tightly but tenderly, and a familiar voice told him he 
was safe at last.

*****

Apollo saw Starbuck running towards them. He was horrified at how 
frightened Starbuck was and by the fact that he was naked. 'Oh God, 
what's happened to him now?' the Captain wondered.

When Starbuck reached Apollo, seeming to not even see him, Apollo 
quickly wrapped his arms around him and pulled him into a tight 
embrace. Starbuck struggled and screamed to be let go.

Apollo quickly tried to calm him down. " Hush, Starbuck, it's me, 
Apollo. I've got you, you're safe. No one can hurt you," Apollo 
whispered in Starbuck's ear as he gently stroked his hair.

Starbuck heard the familiar voice of his first and only true friend, 
felt his strong arms around him. 'Wait a centon, 'Starbuck thought to 
himself. 'Loki has never been able to hold me.' He looked up into the 
soft green eyes of his friend. "Loki, I did it. I got away. I ran just 
like you told me to."

Apollo looked up at his father, confused. "Why is he calling me Loki? 
Doesn't he know who I am?"

Adama knew exactly who Loki was. He remembered Starbuck talking to his 
invisible friend when he had rescued the boy from Uri's clutches all 
those yahrens ago on Caprica, when Starbuck was only 15. He feared the 
man was still in regression and now suffering from the same emotional 
problems he suffered as a young teen. "Just go along with him, Apollo. 
I'll explain it all to you later. In my quarters."

Apollo then said to Starbuck, "Yes, Starbuck, you did it. You did 
everything just the way I said to and now you're safe. Come on, Bucko, 
let's get you to the Life Center. The doctor is waiting for you." 
Apollo removed his jacket and wrapped it around Starbuck's waist, then 
started to gently pick him up to carry him to the elevator.

Starbuck started to lay his head against Apollo's/Loki's shoulder, but 
paused as he realized he had heard another familiar voice. He looked 
around at the gathered warriors. Finally he saw the one person he knew 
was real and whom he could trust. The one person who had helped him
before. "You. You're the one who got me away from Uri. It was you and 
that nice lady who was with you," Starbuck cried as he looked into 
Adama's eyes.

Apollo was so taken back at what Starbuck said that he let go of the 
Lieutenant, who immediately threw himself at Adama. Starbuck wrapped 
his arms around Adama's neck and laid his head on the older man's 
shoulders, crying out his thanks for saving him again.

Apollo looked at his father, at the way he was holding Starbuck close 
to him, at the way his father caressed Starbuck's back gently, the way 
a lover would. He watched his father calm Starbuck down, the way he 
desperately wanted to. "Father, I don't understand. What's Starbuck
talking about?"

Adama looked a little embarrassed, but softly said, "I'll explain 
later. Right now we must get him to the Life Center. He needs medical 
attention immediately."

Apollo and the other warriors all nodded their agreement. They all knew 
Starbuck needed to see the doctor right away, to make sure he was okay 
,not only physically, but also emotionally. Apollo, however, was the 
only one who planned on asking his father a lot of questions about what 
Starbuck had said to him. He wanted to know just why Starbuck allowed 
his father to comfort him, instead of the person he claimed to love.

*****

Because Starbuck would not let anyone else touch him, Adama carried the 
young Lieutenant all the way to the Life Center. By the time they 
arrived, Starbuck was fast asleep, his head on the Commander's 
shoulder. Once he was laid down however, he immediately woke up, 
confused and
afraid.

"Hush Starbuck, it's all right. Dr. Salik is just going to examine you, 
to make sure you're all right." Adama softly whispered to the 
frightened man.

Salik asked that everyone wait outside, a situation Apollo was furious 
about, especially after Adama was allowed to remain with Starbuck, as 
the young man would not let go of his hand and seemed to be comforted 
by the Commander's presence.

Starbuck obediently lay on the examining bed, and allowed the doctor 
and Cassie to run the medical scanners over him and inspect his body 
for physical injury. They found injury to his rectal canal and some 
tearing of his anus, as well as bruising to his ribs, arms and legs; 
all signs of rape trauma.

Pulling Adama aside, Doctor Salik informed the Commander "Starbuck was 
raped three or four centars ago, probably by a blunt instrument, as 
there is no sign of semen in his anal tract. His injuries are not 
serious and are easily repairable. But I would like to keep him here 
for a few days, just to see how he is emotionally. He may still be in 
regression, I'm not sure. We'll know more once we talk to him and find 
out what happened down in the Pit."

Adama hated the idea of Starbuck still in regression, but he had called 
Apollo Loki, and Loki had not been around since the day he and Apollo 
met. Adama knew somehow Apollo was the key, but how and why did 
Starbuck think Apollo was Loki? Gently Adama asked Starbuck what 
happened. "Starbuck, I need you to tell me what happened to you down in 
the Pit. I need to know who hurt you."

Starbuck didn't want to talk about it, but knew he had to. Suddenly 
Loki was at his side. "It's okay, Starbuck, tell him what happened," 
Loki prompted.

"Who is he looking at?" Cassie asked, bewildered.

"It's a long story, one that isn't mine to tell " Adama whispered.

Taking a deep breath, Starbuck began to slowly tell them everything 
that had happened to him from the time he ran from the party, until he 
was found by the Commander and the other warriors. He remembered 
everything, including Loki, explaining to Salik and Cassie who and what 
he was, and how he had helped Starbuck come back to the present. By the 
time he was finished, he was sobbing uncontrollably in Adama's arms.

"TIGH!" Adama cried. "Tigh was there as well?"

"Yes, after. He came in and said Apollo had hurt me, and that I could 
trust him, but Loki said not to; then the boxes came down and Loki said 
to run, so I did. Someone else was there, I don't remember who; he 
grabbed me in the hall, but I kicked him and ran again until I ran into
all of you." Starbuck sobbed, tears flowing down his cheeks.

Adama was furious. How had Uri escaped the garbage chute, who had 
helped him? And Tigh, who would dare help Tigh get out of the brig? 
Then to tell Starbuck it was Apollo that caused this, well, Tigh's head 
would roll when he was found again, right out an air lock. Adama calmed 
himself and asked Starbuck one final question. "Starbuck, why did you 
call Apollo Loki?"

Starbuck looked up at Loki once more.

"Tell him, Starbuck, it's okay, I don't mind."

Swallowing, Starbuck replied, " Loki and Apollo look exactly alike. 
They always have."

Adama just stared at Starbuck, stunned. "Well, I guess that explains a 
lot of things."

Just then the comm unit went off. A very anxious , and frightened , 
security officer informed Dr. Salik that they had found Reese in the 
cell block , and that he appeared to be dead.

After giving Starbuck a sedative so he could sleep, Dr.Salik, Adama and 
Cassi all ran towards the elevator ,and down to the brig, almost 
knocking Apollo over on their way. 

"Hey what's going on?" He yelled after them.

Stopping a moment Adama called back "Tigh has escaped from the brig and 
it appears Reese as been attacked, possibly killed. Starbuck is asleep 
in there, you go sit with him so he won't be alone if he wakes up. I`ll 
explain more when we get back."

Reaching the brig, they immediately went into the cell block. Salik 
quickly ran a scan of Reese's body. "He's not dead, not yet, but he is 
barely breathing. Whoever did this no doubt thinks he's dead."

While Salik had two male med techs carry Reese to a stretcher, for 
transfer to the life station, Adama questioned the two security men.  
"Is this exactly how you found Reese. You didn't move anything or him I 
hope.

Caster answered, "No Sir we didn't move anything. We found him in the 
cell block Sir. In front of the cell we had placed Colonel Tigh in last 
night. It looked like Tigh had somehow gotten his belt around Reese's 
neck and tried to strangle him, then stole Reese's keys and unlocked 
the door. We've set up search parties in the corridors immediately 
around the brig, Sir, but he could be anywhere on this ship now. Sorry, 
Sir."

Adama's face was red with anger, a look no one on board ever wanted 
directed their way. "Oh, I know were the dear Colonel is, down in the 
Devil's Pit with Uri and this Hector character. Send your search 
parties down there. I want all three of them found, and make sure Tigh 
is charged with attempted murder." As the men saluted and turned to 
carry out their orders, Adama vowed that Tigh and his cohorts' 
punishment would be slow and painful.

*****

Cassi and Rigel sat in the Officers Club, waiting for Sheba. They had 
each found a very interesting development in the mystery of the 
disappearing underwear and wanted to share them with each other. When 
Sheba arrived she looked down cast and disturbed.

"Sheba what's wrong?" Cassi asked her.

With a heavy sigh Sheba answered, "I think the underwear thief is 
Bojay."

"What? "Why?" both of the girls responded, shocked.

Trying to keep her voice low, and refrain from sobbing, Sheba 
explained, "Last night when we went to bed, Bojay took a pair of silk 
panties that were not mine, and he put them on his head. That's right 
on his head, he slept like that. Don't shake your head that way Cassi, 
what I'm saying is true. But that's not the worst of it. In the morning 
when he took them off his head, he made me put them on. He's got me 
wearing someone else's dirty underwear, that's how sick he is." Sheba 
burst out in tears at the end. Unable to hide her sadness any longer.

Cassi was utterly shocked. She had to help her friend. She decided to 
tell what she had found out. "It can't be Bojay, Sheba, I know for a 
fact that Bojay bought those underwear yesterday. I saw him pick them 
up over on the textile ship, when I went to get material to make myself 
a dress. So it's not him, or what you thought. He just has a very 
strange fetish is all. Very strange indeed."

All Rigel could do was giggle. She had never heard of such a thing. A 
man wearing women's underwear as a night cap? Oh that was just too 
funny.

Cassi continued, "I also found out something very interesting over 
there. About Commander Croft. Did you girls know the Commander of the 
prison barge is a cross dresser? It's true. I saw him trying on 
dresses, and he was also buying silk stockings. I even got up the nerve 
to talk to him. I asked him if he was going to purchase any silk 
panties, and he said no, because he already had lots back in his 
quarters on the barge. He just may be our thief. He was on board the 
Galactica every time panties went missing."

Rigel spoke up. "No, he wasn't. Sorry, Cassi, but he was on the prison 
barge when Brie and Detria`s panties went missing. So it wasn't him. 
Now I found out something really interesting. Did you know that Bridge 
Officer Omega was found in the laundry room the other day. Now I know 
it's not strange for someone to go down there, but it is strange for 
someone to put all the women's underwear in a pile and roll around in 
them. And I should add these were *dirty* underwear. That, my dear 
friends, is what I call sick."

Cassi and Sheba just stared at Rigel. They couldn't believe what she 
had just told them. Then Sheba started laughing. "Oh my God, you're 
kidding. Hahahahahaha, oh that is so funny, hahahahahahahahaha, oh lord 
I can't believe it." Sheba suddenly was on the floor, laughing so hard 
she had tears flowing down her face, and everyone in the room looking 
at her, wondering what was so funny. Then Cassi and Rigel were doing 
the same. 

From the corner, at Blue Squadron's table, Boomer stared at the three 
girls. He was trying to decide if they had just told each other a joke, 
or if the three had taken some weird drug. 'Oh well,' he thought to 
himself, 'At least they're enjoying themselves.'

*****

In his quarters, the thief again spread out his collection on his bed. 
Quickly he pulled the covers up and over, hiding the silk panties from 
view. He would day dream of them while he worked his shift, and eagerly 
wait for his return home so he could once more lay down and roll on 
their soft silkiness.

*****

Apollo sat quietly by Starbuck's bedside, gently caressing his soft 
hair each time he whimpered from the nightmares that now plagued him. 
The contact seemed to soothe him, for he would settle down quickly each 
time. Tears clouded Apollo's eyes as he remembered the harsh words he 
had said to Starbuck the last time they talked, harsh words that caused 
this horror. He felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up at his 
father. "This is all my fault. I shouldn't have accused him of refusing 
to help me. I should have known he couldn't," he sobbed.

Putting an arm around Apollo's shoulders, Adama said, "No, son, it's 
not your fault. Starbuck wanted to switch roles just as much as you 
did. I'm to blame for this. I knew Tigh was jealous of you, yet I 
allowed him to train Starbuck anyway. I knew he would get a little 
rough because of his jealousy. I was planning on testing your ability 
to punish a slave by allowing you to punish Tigh for being rough on 
Starbuck, but I wasn't expecting this. Now the courts will decide what 
happens to Tigh, when we find him."

"When you find him? Father, what happened?" Apollo asked, shaken.

Adama explained about Reese, and what Starbuck had told him had 
happened down in the Pit.

"Uri is alive and somehow he got Tigh out of the brig? I can't see Tigh 
being strong enough to strangle Reese; that guy's pretty strong. It had 
to be someone else, but who? This Hector that Starbuck mentioned?"

"Now that you've mentioned it, I think you're right, Tigh must have had 
help. I have to wonder if he was in cahoots with Uri all along. It 
would explain how he knew how to do this to Starbuck."

Biting his lip, Apollo asked his father the one question that was 
nagging at him. "Father, you said you would explain to me why Starbuck 
called me Loki, and what he was talking about when he said you and that 
nice lady, whom I assume was mother, saved him from Uri. I would like 
to know, please."

Taking a trembling breath, Adama started his tale. "When Starbuck was a 
boy, he was repeatedly raped and forced to sexually serve the older 
boys, as well as the adults, at the orphanage. Then when he was about 
15 yahrens old, he was sold to Uri. Your mother and I, and Tigh as well 
- he knew about this, that's what makes what he did even more horrific, 
but I digress. The three of us, we went to a party one night at Uri`s 
home, I didn't want to go, but he was on the Council even at that time 
so we had no choice. 

We went and your mother saw Starbuck there, in a corner reserved for 
sharing slaves. She was shocked to see a child there, a child the same 
age as you. She went to him and spoke with him; slaves were always 
allowed to speak with one another, and because your mother was a 
private slave, it was her duty to find an appropriate sharing slave for 
me, other than Tigh that is, because I had him all the time here on the 
Galactica. She was shocked by what he told her about Uri`s treatment of 
him and came to me and told me. So under the pretense of wanting to try 
the young man out, I convinced Uri to allow me to take him into one of 
the bedrooms. At the same time your mother and Tigh snuck out of the 
house and came around to the window and together we got him out of 
there and to safety. 

Talking with him, he said he wanted to be warrior, so we took him to 
the Academy, talked the administrators into giving him the entrance 
exams, I think it was the fact that I was now the Commander of the 
Galactica that they agreed to do this but that's beside the point, did 
you know he aced every test they gave them, I think he even scored 
higher than you on a few of them. Uri never said anything about him 
going missing, he wouldn't dare because of Starbuck's age. We could 
have brought charges against Uri for having a child slave, but didn't 
want Starbuck any more traumatized than he already was, so nothing was 
ever said. Then he met you, the next secton with Boomer, you remember 
that."

Apollo was still trying to let all this sink in. "If he was already a 
slave once, then why did he have to go through training?"

"That was just a formality, to make sure he remembered the commands, 
and the positions, that's all. Tigh wasn't supposed to beat and rape 
him like he did."

"All right, but what about this name, Loki? Where does that come from?"

"When we took him from Uri, he seemed to phase out on us, out of shock 
I think, and he started to talk to someone named Loki, someone only he 
could see. Now do you understand who Loki is?"

Apollo's eyes went wide as he realized what Loki was. "An invisible 
friend? At 15? Most kids give that up before their 10th birthday."

"Most children are not sexually abused, suffering not only physical but 
emotional trauma their whole lives. This Loki was the only comfort 
Starbuck ever had. That's why he kept him around so long; that's also 
why he's reappeared now," Adama calmly explained.

"Okay, I find that easy to believe, but why did he call me Loki when I 
held him?"

"I asked him that, and keep in mind the whole time I was asking him 
questions he seemed to be in contact with Loki. He said Loki looked 
exactly like you, that he always had."

"What!! How can that be, even as kids.......wait. I remember when we 
met, the way looked at me, it was like he was in awe of me, and we hit 
it off right away, like we had always known each other; he wasn't shy 
or anything. He sure didn't act like a kid that had been abused all his 
life."

"No, he hid that quite well, and you helped him trust again."

"But what Tigh said to him in the Pit, about me being the one that hurt 
him, that did this to him. What if he believes it? What if he hates me? 
How do I get him back?" Apollo sobbed.

"We'll cross that bridge when, and if, we come to it, don't worry."

*****

"Starbuck, it's time for me to go now; goodbye, my friend."

"Nooooo, don't go; don't leave me alone," Starbuck cried after Loki, 
but Loki was gone.

Apollo heard Starbuck cry out and quickly went to his side. "Hush, 
Starbuck, you're not alone, I'm here, and I`ll never leave you."

Slowly Starbuck opened his eyes and looked into Loki's; no, this wasn't 
Loki, this was Apollo. Apollo who had punished Starbuck for hurting 
him, Apollo whom Starbuck hadn't helped get away from the rapist on the 
Artemis. Apollo who had helped Tigh beat and rape him, who helped tie 
him to the bed, blindfolded, ears stuffed with something so he couldn't 
hear who was raping him. Starbuck was starting to remember everything. 
Apollo was going to punish Starbuck in public, but Starbuck had run 
away from his punishment, punching Apollo in the face. Starbuck could 
see the bandage across Apollo's nose, knew he had broken it. Now Apollo 
was here to punish Starbuck again, Apollo would rape him again.

Starbuck started screaming over and over; he lashed out, punching 
Apollo's chest as hard as could. " NO, no more, no more, please, no 
more."

Adama jumped as soon as Starbuck started screaming. Quickly and gently 
he pulled Apollo away. The Lieutenant saw the Commander and, with a 
desperate cry, he begged the older man, "Please! Sir! Please don't let 
him hurt me again; please, I`ll do any thing you want, just don't let 
him hurt me again." Starbuck sat up and threw his arms around Adama's 
neck, holding on tightly, sobbing into the older man's shoulder.

Apollo sat down on the chair, tears flowing down his face. He had lost 
Starbuck; because of his own stupidity and what Tigh had done, he had 
lost the only person he had ever truly loved, the only person who made 
him feel whole.

Adama caressed the top of Starbuck's head, whispering soothing words in 
his ear. "Hush, Starbuck, no one is going to hurt you ever again, I 
won't let them. I promise you that; Apollo never hurt you, now did he?"

"Yes, he did: that night before the Artemis, he hurt me then, just like 
those boys at the orphanage; then he came again when Tigh had me, he 
helped Tigh....."

"NO! THAT`S NOT TRUE, STARBUCK! I wasn't there; I could never do that 
to you, it was Tigh, all Tigh," Apollo cried.

"Yes, you did. Tigh told me it was you, after, he told me it was you."

"No, father, please tell him," Apollo pleaded with Adama.

"It's alright, son, I`ll take care of this. It's going to take some 
time, but I will get through to him." This awful turn of events, and 
the sight of these two lovers crying like this devastated Adama.

"How, how can you fix this? How can he believe me or ever love me again 
after what Tigh did, after what he told Starbuck I did, blaming me for 
his crimes?"

"Apollo, please be patient, Starbuck will come with me." Adama saw 
Apollo about to protest and put up his hand to quiet him. "Starbuck 
will come home with me, I will show him, talk to him, and help him 
understand what's happened, and that it was Tigh not you who did it. 
He'll be safe with me, I think it's the only place he will *feel* safe 
for now, don't worry. He has a long and rough road ahead of him; it 
will take time, but you will get him back again, and you will also give 
him that very special ear ring, I promise you that."

Hanging his head in sorrow, Apollo agreed. He took one last look at 
Starbuck, his love, his life, and left the Life Center to return to his 
quarters and wait.

After Apollo left, Dr. Salik entered the room and Adama informed him of 
his and Apollo's decision.

"Are you sure about this, Adama, it may be more than you can handle."

"Yes, I'm sure. I caused this tragedy to occur. It's my fault, and my 
responsibility to fix it."

Starbuck had fallen back to sleep by this time, his head on Adama's 
shoulder. Gently the Commander laid the young man down. Kissing the 
tear-stained cheeks, he made a promise to him. "I will make you well 
again, take away all your pain. You and Apollo will be together forever 
and nothing and no one will ever rip you apart again."

*****

Reese woke up and saw that he was in the Life Center. His throat felt 
like a battle had been waged in there, and his tongue was swollen, 
seeming to be too big for his mouth. He saw the med tech Cassiopeia 
over by the duty desk and tried to call to her, but all that came out 
was a choking sound.

Cassi heard Reese choking and ran over. Seeing that he was alright, 
just trying to talk, she said, "Oh good, you're awake, but you 
shouldn't be trying to talk, at least not yet. Your windpipe was 
crushed, you're going to have to let it heal before trying to say 
anything. I`ll go and get Dr. Salik so he can come and speak with you."

Reese watched her go, seething at the little Colonel who was the root 
cause of this, vowing revenge on the little daggit.

Salik entered, followed by Commander Adama. "Well, Reese, you're awake. 
I know Cassi explained to you that you are not to try and talk right 
now. You received a nasty bump on your head, and had a concussion, and 
you were choked through the cell bars, where you were left hanging 
until the other security guards found you and called in a med unit. You 
were just barely breathing by the time we got to you and had us very 
worried there for a while, but I'm sure you're going to be fine. Now, 
the Commander would like to ask you some questions, so I`ll give you 
this pad of paper and a pen so you can write down your answers."

Adama approached the bedside and asked Reese what he remembered of the 
attack.

The man wrote, 'i was stitin at the desk some one hit me from bee hind 
don't no who then i wok up in sell blok big man ther he tok belt and 
chok me with it i tri to fiet but he to stron then i wak up her.'

Both Adama and Salik noticed the way Reese wrote his words, and that 
the man had to concentrate on each word before writing it down. Salik 
feared the man might have suffered some minor brain damage when his air 
supply was cut short.

"Reese, did you recognize the man in the cell block?"

Reese shook his head; no, he didn't.

"Thank you, if we have anymore questions someone will let you know." 
Adama knew the information would get them nowhere. Maybe later they 
could get a better description of this man, but Adama doubted it.

Salik feared the worst. Not only was there a good chance that Reese 
would never talk again, but now brain damage on top of it. "Wonder what 
else is wrong with him? Mind you, Salik, the warriors all believed 
Reese was brain-damaged to begin with, so that may not be anything new, 
after all you did tend to agree with them," he said to himself.

*****

Omega quickly entered his quarters. He was tired from his long shift on 
the bridge and all he wanted to do was take a hot turbo wash and then 
crawl naked into his bed. Then he could once more feel the soft 
silkiness of all those women's panties against his skin.

*****

When the time came for Starbuck to leave the life Center, Adama came to 
escort him home. Because Starbuck was still afraid of everyone but the 
Commander, it had to be done when most people were on sleep cycle and 
the corridors were deserted. By the time they reached Adama's quarters, 
Starbuck was trembling in fear. Even though he trusted Adama, he was 
still afraid someone would stop them, force Adama to hand Starbuck 
over, and take him to the cold dark place were he would be made to do 
their bidding. When the door closed behind them, Starbuck knelt at 
Adama's feet, awaiting his orders.

"Now, Starbuck, there is no need for that. Come on now, stand up, let's 
get you ready for bed and in the morning I`ll give you your new 
uniform."

Starbuck stood up quickly, not wanting to anger his new Master, and 
asked in a quiet voice, "Why am I getting a new uniform, Master?"

Smiling at the young man, Adama answered, "You haven't been cleared for 
flying yet, Starbuck, so you'll be working at my side on the bridge, as 
my aide, and you are to call me Commander while on duty, understood?"

"Yes, Master," came the whispered response.

"Good, now time for bed; come along."

Starbuck immediately started to remove his clothes, but stopped when 
Adama lightly grabbed his hands. "No, Starbuck, do not undress out 
here, in the bedroom only, understand? I had the supply officer bring a 
bed up here for you to sleep in, and it's there next to mine. So if you 
wake up from a nightmare, you won't be alone, okay?"

"Yes, Master."

"Starbuck, you can say more to me than just 'yes Master' you know."

"Yes, Master."

Adama threw his hands up in frustration; well, he knew this wouldn't be 
easy.

Apollo sat alone in his quarters, crying. He wanted Starbuck with him 
so badly, but thanks to Tigh he feared that would never happen again. 
Now Tigh was free, somewhere down in the Devil's Pit. "Wherever you are 
down there, Tigh, I hope you're getting the rape and beating you 
deserve. You can be the slave for all the outcasts down there. I hope 
they all take turns on you, passing you around from one to the other 
until your begging them to stop, but they don't, they just keep it up 
until you're nothing but a sniveling coward, until you know exactly how 
my Starbuck feels," Apollo sobbed into his pillow.

*****

In a dark room in the bottom of the Galactica, Tigh was on his hands 
and knees while Hector used his body for his pleasure. "Come on, slave, 
you can tighten up them muscles better than that," Hector sneered as he 
once more brought the whip down on Tigh`s back.

Apollo's wish for Tigh was partially true. Tigh was now the slave of 
Sire Uri and his younger brother, Hector. The two took turns tormenting 
the former colonel, and Uri used Tigh as an outlet for his anger. 
Beating the man savagely when his mouth failed to give Uri an erection, 
which Tigh was unaware was impossible. Tigh would spend centares 
kneeling at Uri`s feet, working on his Master's limp organ trying 
desperately to get it hard, until Uri started beating his back with the 
cane and raping him with a large dildo that was twice the size of any 
cock that Tigh had ever seen.

When Uri`s anger had been vented he would throw Tigh to Hector, who 
would then take Tigh from behind, using the slave's own blood as lube. 
Tigh was terrified while awake, and his sleep was filled with visions 
of Uri and Hector, raping him together in front of a laughing Starbuck. 
Sometimes Ila was there, too, holding Apollo in her arms.

*****

It took over two and a half centares for Adama to finally get Starbuck 
into bed. First the Lieutenant had to be bathed. Well, that sounded 
easier than it turned out to be. As soon has Starbuck was naked, he 
believed he had to service Adama. It took almost thirty centons for him 
to believe Adama when he said that wasn't what he wanted. 

The crying and begging fits didn't help. The first time Adama told 
Starbuck he didn't want to be serviced, Starbuck believed he had done 
something wrong, and was about to be punished. Adama became so 
frustrated trying to explain to Starbuck that he only wanted him to 
have a shower, that he almost did punish him, but stopped just in time. 
Adama ended up getting into the turbo wash with the young man, who 
still insisted on servicing the Commander. Finally Adama had given up 
and allowed Starbuck to pleasure him in the shower stall, discovering 
the young man had a very talented mouth. They spent another thirty 
centons in the shower.

Then it came time for bed. Adama thought that would easy, wrong. As 
soon as he rolled down the covers for Starbuck to crawl in, the young 
man once again reached for the Commander's organ, skillfully coaxing it 
erect. This time he sucked and licked harder than before, forcing Adama 
to lay down on the bed; there was no way he could remain standing. As 
soon as he laid down, Starbuck started working on the rest of his body. 
Adama discovered that not only did Starbuck have a very talented mouth, 
but also hands, arms, legs, and *feet*. It was the best pleasuring 
Adama had in his life. 

To top it all off, Starbuck sat on Adama's rigid member, pumping 
himself up and down until Adama finally exploded into the young man, 
and still Starbuck hadn't come himself. Then Adama remembered (how 
could he have forgotten?) a good slave doesn't come without permission.

Adama wrapped his hand around Starbuck's erection, pumping it hard and 
fast. All Adama had to say was "now" and the youngster came with a loud 
cry of ecstasy, shooting his seed all over Adama's chest and stomach. 
Quickly Starbuck bent down to clean Adama off, his tongue once more 
stimulating the older man to erection. Starbuck's mouth took care of 
that as well.

Now Adama was sitting in his living quarters, having a glass of his 
best ambrosa, relaxing. Starbuck was finally asleep. Adama wondered 
what surprises the morning would bring.

*****

Sheba felt so proud of herself; those acting lessons she took as a 
child had really paid off. She had successfully pulled off her stunt 
with Uri, purposely being late for the shuttle, then acting scared of 
what Uri would do to do her, goading him into punishing her so badly. 
Oh yes, Uri had fallen completely for her plan, even Adama and the 
other Masters hadn't realized what she had done. She had timed the last 
punishment perfectly, using Uri`s threat of the wooden horse to her own 
benefit, knowing full well what would happen to Uri if he used it.

And Bojay, sweet, innocent Bojay, she knew what his reaction would be 
once he learned what Uri had done, and that the other Masters would 
allow him to become her master. But she had grown tired of Bojay, she 
didn't really want him anyway; oh no, she had a bigger fish to land. 
Now to just get her hook into him.

That night when they were getting ready for bed, Sheba saw her first 
chance at getting rid of Bojay. Bojay had made a crack about Starbuck 
staying with Adama, and how he wondered what Apollo was thinking, how 
Apollo felt about his own father screwing his slave husband, and that 
Apollo would never get Starbuck back. Sheba responded with a very 
insubordinate lecture to her Master, telling him that was not what was 
happening, that Adama would never do that to Apollo and that if Bojay 
couldn't say anything nice he shouldn't say anything at all. 

She received the reaction she wanted. Bojay became very angry at the 
way in which she had spoken to him and slapped her across the face, his 
palm connecting with her right eye, which was already starting to turn 
a dark purple. The force of the blow was so hard, she was thrown to the 
floor, where she lay in a sobbing heap. Of course Bojay apologized, 
saying he didn't mean to do that, that she just couldn't speak to him 
like that. Using her acting skills, she had Bojay convinced he had 
scared the hell out of her, but inside she was smiling.

Oh yes, she was very good at taunting a Master into beating her so 
badly that he received punishment from the other Masters, as Uri had 
found out, and the others before him. "Just you wait, Bojay. You'll 
see, Sheba always gets what she wants, and now I want Apollo, ha ha ha 
ha ha, and, yes, you were right, he won't be getting Starbuck back, 
because he'll have me, I`ll see to it."

*****

Athena slowly walked back to her quarters alone. She had a good time 
tonight with Rigel, but now all she wanted was her bed. Suddenly 
someone grabbed her from behind. A rag was put over her nose and mouth, 
cutting off her cry for help, and blackness descended.

*****

Athena awoke to find herself in a cold dark room. Trying to raise from 
the bed she was on, she discovered she was bound hand and foot, unable 
to move. The cold air on her skin also told her she was naked. "Help, 
someone help me," She called out, scared.

After a few centons of calling the door suddenly opened.

"Oh thank the Lords, please help me. Someone has bound me to the bed."

"Yes, I know and, believe me, it was a very pleasurable experience, 
seeing the great Commander Adama's daughter in all her glory," the tall 
figure crooned as he reached the bedside and roughly grasped her 
breast, squeezing the nipple until she cried out in pain. The hand 
quickly moved down her body, going between her legs. She screamed in 
pain again as the hand entered her body.

Athena felt her fear rising even more and her breath turned to deep 
shuddering gasps. "Who...who are you....what do you want with me?"

"Who I am is no concern of yours, what I want is revenge. Revenge 
against your father and those who dared to maim me, who helped in my 
humiliation because of a little whore."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh really, I think you do, but that is of no consequence, you will be 
my vessel for revenge in more ways than one. Now to get started; 
Hector, administer the medication."

Athena couldn't see the other person this stranger was speaking to, but 
she did feel the sharp prick of a needle entering her arm. 
"Noooooooooo, what did you do? What was that?"

"Oh, don't worry my dear, you don't need to know what that was. Soon 
you will have something else to agonize over. Oh, by the way my dear, 
be careful in here alone; this room is home to many crawlons, some as 
big as daggits," the stranger said as he roughly removed his hand from 
inside her and left the room, locking the door behind him.

Outside in the corridor, Uri turned to Hector and gave him his orders. 
"Make sure she gets an injection every three centars. I want her 
hallucinating and ready to manipulate by mid-day, that's nine centars 
from now, so give her the next injection at six centars and another at 
nine, then the last one at mid-day. Four should be more than enough. 
Then she will see what we tell her to see and believe every word we 
say. That will also give you time to prepare yourself. Remember, your 
hair must be the exact color. I don't want any mistakes."

"Don't worry, Uri, everything will go as planned."

"It had better, or you'll be in the same position as Tigh."

Athena lay in the darkness, quaking in fear. Above her was a huge 
crawlon with big hairy legs and long sharp teeth. Its beady eyes stared 
at her, drool dripping from its mouth and landing on her stomach, 
causing her to scream.

Hector stood outside the door, listening to Athena's screams. "Oh my 
my, you will soon scream louder than that dear little Athena, and, my, 
won't your daddy be sorry he messed with my big brother when you're 
returned to him. He he he he he "

*****

Adama awoke to the sounds of screams. He catapulted out of the bed and 
rushed to Starbuck's side, wrapping his arms around the terrified young 
man and pulling him into a tight embrace. "Hush, Starbuck, shhh, it's 
only a dream, just a nightmare. No one is hurting you. Calm down now; 
shhh." Adama rocked Starbuck on his knee as he whispered soothing 
words, slowly calming him.

"He's coming to get me; he's not dead. Uri`s not dead; he's coming to 
get me. Please don't let him get me - please."

"Hush, Starbuck, Uri won't come here. He can't get you. Now calm down. 
There, that's my boy. Come on, you come into my bed and I`ll hold you 
until go back to sleep."

Starbuck quickly climbed out of his bed and into Adama's,  cuddling up 
to the Commander and falling back to sleep. He stayed nightmare free 
for the rest of the night and awoke refreshed and ready to start his 
new job on the bridge.

*****

Apollo showered and dressed quickly. He wanted to see how Starbuck was. 
If he felt safe, or if he was still scared of the least little noise or 
person. The sooner Starbuck got better, the sooner he would be here at 
home where he belonged. Apollo didn't care what his father said, he was 
bound and determined to help his lover.

*****

Starbuck slowly walked a respectful three paces behind Adama. He was a 
bit nervous about working on the bridge, wondering what people would 
say to him, worried that they would make him do things he didn't want 
to do. Earlier, in the Commander's quarters, he had shyly asked the 
Commander about this and was assured that this would not happen. No one 
was allowed to touch Starbuck unless Starbuck said they could, he had 
the last say, and the right to say no to anyone he did not want to 
serve, and they wouldn't dare ask him while on duty. Adama promised him 
that. Besides he was Adama's new aide, a position that demanded 
respect. While on duty, he could even give orders to Apollo. Starbuck 
smiled at that idea. He was determined to like this new job. However, 
Adama wasn't prepared for Starbuck's other question.

"If I like this new job, can I have it permanently, Master?"

"We'll see, Starbuck." Adama was beginning to wonder just how bad off 
Starbuck really was, but he didn't tell Starbuck everything about his 
new position. That would wait until he reached the bridge.

Entering the bridge, Starbuck was startled by the round of applause he 
received. All the bridge crew stood up to welcome Adama's new aide. 
Apollo was there as well. Starbuck gave him a long sorrowful stare. But 
the look on Apollo's face when Adama announced that Starbuck was now 
second in command, and the way his jaw dropped when Commander Adama 
pinned colonel's insignia on Starbuck's collar, made Starbuck chuckle 
for the first time in a secton. Adama was happy to hear that chuckle.

Unfortunately the happiness didn't last long. Omega gave the Commander 
some bad news. "Sir, Lt. Athena has not reported for duty, and she's 
not in her quarters or in the mess hall. No one seems to know were she 
is, Sir. I'm sorry."

It took a centon for the information to sink in. "Colonel Starbuck, set 
up a search party for my daughter."

"Yes, sir."

*****

Athena once more awoke in the cold and dark. She listened closely, 
trying to hear the sounds of the crawlons on the walls and ceiling. 
Then she smelled the smoke; someone was in the room with her, and he 
was smoking a cigar.

"Well, so you're awake, Athena. I'm glad, an old friend of yours is 
here to visit, or should I say an old lover. I do believe you two were 
once very close. Now he wants to be close again, don't you Starbuck?"

"Oh yes, I plan on getting real close."

"Starbuck.....what are doing here with this animal? He's crazy, 
Starbuck. He tied me to this bed and locked me in here with giant 
crawlons. Please, Starbuck, get me out of here."

She heard a chair scrape the floor, and bare feet padded across to her. 
Then she felt a hand caress her cheek, running its way down her neck to 
her breasts.

As "Starbuck" squeezed her breasts he said, "You and I must get to know 
each other again, my dear. We're going to get real close."

Athena screamed as Starbuck mounted her, forcing his erect member into 
her. "Please no. Oh god, Starbuck, why, why are you doing this? Please 
stop."

The rape seemed to last forever. Finally it stopped and Athena felt the 
sharp prick of the needle enter her arm. Then once more she was raped 
by the man to whom she had dreamed of being sealed at one time.

In the far corner Uri sat and watched and laughed. His plan was working 
perfectly. When Athena was dumped back upstairs in a spot where she was 
sure to be found, she would report that Lt. Starbuck had drugged and 
raped her, when in reality it was Hector who was ravaging her body.

*****

Starbuck moved fast in selecting search parties for Athena, so now 
there were a number of teams out combing every inch of the ship. A not-
too-happy Apollo was kept on the bridge, at his father's insistence. 
Adama feared Apollo would go off the deep end if he were find Athena, 
an Athena who had been hurt or worse. Besides he needed his son at his 
side right now. 

Starbuck stayed as well; as the new colonel it was his job to pass on 
any messages to Adama. Occasionally he would cast a wary glance 
Apollo's way, but soon the glances became not so wary, as he became 
more comfortable around his former lover. 'No not former,' Starbuck 
thought, 'Just on hold for a while.'

Although Adama was very worried about Athena, it didn't stop him from 
noticing what was going on around him, and he just couldn't shake off 
the feeling that Starbuck was up to something when it came to Apollo. 
'Something tells me this young man will get over what happened to him 
faster than I thought, Hades, after last night, I`d bet a secton's pay 
he *is* over it.' the Commander was thinking.

*****

Boomer and Giles stopped by the elevator doors to collect their nerves. 
They had been searching for Athena all day with no luck. Now it was 
nearly time for dinner, a whole day gone with not a sign or clue as to 
Athena's whereabouts. The two warriors had decided to check the last 
place on the ship they, or anyone else, wanted to go. The Pit.

"Lords, Boomer, I hope she's not down there," Giles wailed.

"So do I, Giles, so do I," Boomer sighed.

As the doors opened both men stopped and stared, wide eyed. There, 
laying on the floor, was Athena. She was naked, her body covered in 
welts and bruises.

"Oh God, get a med team here quick, and let the Commander know we found 
her," Boomer's numb voice ordered.

*****

In the Pit, Uri was pacing the length of his room as Hector walked in. 
"Well, did you do it?" he asked, voice filled with agitation.

"Yes, Uri, it's done. I left her on the elevator. The first person who 
tries to take it will find a very unpleasant surprise." Hector laughed.

"Yes, and when she blames Lt. Starbuck, I`ll not only have my revenge 
on him, but on Adama as well, I guess the great Commander should have 
kept him in the Life Center a little bit longer, he must not be fully 
healed yet."

Hector didn't have the courage to tell Uri that all he had learned was 
that Starbuck had been released from the Life Center, and that he was 
officially grounded until further notice. Uri was the one who had 
assumed that the Lieutenant would be living with Apollo, and had the 
whole day to himself while the Captain was on duty.

*****

When the message came in to the bridge that Athena had been found, 
Adama and Apollo rushed to the Life Center, followed by Rigel, who also 
had the right to be there as Athena's lover. Starbuck was left alone in 
command, with all eyes staring at him.

Omega was the one who broke the silence. "So, Starbuck, how does it 
feel being second in command? I just loved the look on Apollo's face 
when you got the colonel's insignia. I thought he was going to drop 
right through the floor, and the way you chuckled, I get the feeling 
you're going to like this, ordering your Master around while on duty, 
giving him shitty assignments and nothing he can do about it. After 
all, he can't punish you for anything you do on duty, you know. He has 
to take it. Um,  Apollo is still your Master isn't he?"

"Oh yes, Omega, don't worry about that. I'm just letting him stew for a 
while," Starbuck grinned back.

Omega hid his grin as he thought, 'Oh my, another slave who plans to 
top from the bottom. Well, from what I heard, it does serve Apollo 
right.'

*****

In the Life Center Athena finally awakened, and was now ready to inform 
her father who had done this to her. "Father, I want him arrested  and 
his skin flailed off, in public. I want that boray to suffer a public 
humiliation for what he did to me."

"Athena, who are talking about? Who did this to you?"

"Starbuck, it was Starbuck. He came up behind me last night, put a 
drugged rag over my face to knock me out, then I awoke in cold, dark 
room tied to a bed naked. He and some other filthy animal drugged and 
raped me. He said he wanted revenge on you, and used me to get it."

Adama stopped her words with a raised hand. "Athena, that's not 
possible; Starbuck was with me, in my quarters, all last night. And all 
day today he was on the bridge, by my side. Apollo can vouch for that, 
he was on the bridge as well. There is no possible way that it was 
Starbuck who did this."

"But I saw him, I know it was him. I heard him, it was him."

Dr. Salik had been standing at the door, unnoticed, and spoke up. 
"Adama, we found something in Athena's blood sample that may explain 
this."

"What? How could she possibly believe Starbuck did this?" Adama asked, 
flustered.

"A drug, a form of phencyclidine, it's an hallucinogen, can cause very 
disturbing hallucinations. Some people can get very violent on it. 
There was also another drug in her system that leaves the person open 
to suggestion."

Turning back to his daughter Adama asked, "Athena, did you recognize 
Starbuck right away or did someone tell you he was there?"

"What difference does it make?"

"Athena, Father just told you there is no possible way Starbuck did 
this," Apollo whispered.

"You're just trying to protect your precious little slave at my 
expense," Athena sobbed.
 
"Athena, that's not true. Both Apollo and I want to get the person who 
did this. I`d like nothing better than to get my hands on him and skin 
him alive, but we need to find the correct person first, Athena, and 
that person is not Starbuck."

"Commander, we are doing a DNA test on the semen sample we took, 
hopefully it will tell us who it was, if his DNA is on file."

"Just who has their DNA on file, Doctor?"

"All warriors, anyone who has been arrested in the past, or spent time 
on the prison barge, and all Council members."

From the doorway Cassiopeia said, "The results are in, and it's not 
nice."

"What do you mean?" Adama asked.

"The tests say it was a man named Hector, maybe the same Hector 
Starbuck mentioned. He was released from the prison barge over three 
sectars ago and, Commander, the records say he is the younger brother 
of Sire Uri."

"WHAT!!! Why didn't anyone tell me before that he was Uri`s brother? 
Didn't anyone think that was information I should have known, or Apollo 
for that matter?" 

"We didn't know, sir, not until the test results were in. I'm sorry, 
sir, but that was security's job not ours," Cassi said, a bit of 
insubordination mixed in with her reply.

"Apollo, I want every warrior and every security officer down in that 
Pit. I don't want a room unchecked or box unturned until Uri and his 
brother are found, do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, sir!" Apollo ran from the Life Center to carry out the order. 
Later, when telling Boomer about it, he swore he saw fire shooting out 
his father's eyes.

*****

In Adama's quarters Starbuck knelt silently while Adama raged. It took 
all his concentration to remain calm. He knew Adama was not angry with 
him, and that the Commander would not take his anger out on him, but 
the way Adama was yelling and pacing back and forth across the room 
would scare Sagan himself.

"How dare that fiend do this? How dare that brother of his help him to 
escape? How dare those bumbling idiots in security not tell me this 
Hector was the brother of that fat old daggit? And how dare that 
pompous, arrogant, fat, lazy, sick, bastard have the audacity to drug 
my daughter and convince her it was you that did this? Why, when I get 
my hands on him I swear I'll skin him alive. I'll make that miserable 
son of a daggit wish his he was never born....."

Adama's ranting was cut off by Starbuck as he got up the nerve to 
approach Adama, putting his arms around the older man's waist and 
pulling him close. "Sir, why don't you allow me to take your mind off 
your problems?" Starbuck whispered as he kissed Adama's neck.

Adama responded by capturing Starbuck's mouth with his, kissing him 
deeply. "Well now, I do feel a little frustrated, and you are very good 
at distraction; yes, you're very talented in that department." Adama 
felt his erection grow as Starbuck's very talented hands caressed his 
entire body. It seemed to Adama that the young man suddenly grew eight 
more arms, those hands were everywhere at once. 'Oh lords,' Adama 
thought. 'If this keeps up Apollo may never get Starbuck back.'

*****

The next morning a very tired Starbuck entered the bridge alone. When 
Omega questioned him about the Commander's absence, all Starbuck would 
say was that he was "in his quarters, and I wouldn't disturb him if I 
were you, not until Uri's found."

"Well, all our warriors and security are still down in the bottom level 
looking, but there seems to be no lead," Omega told him.

"Did they search the area were I was found, those rooms I was taken to? 
She may have been held there."

"We searched there...Colonel." Both Starbuck and Omega turned to look 
at Apollo. "We found the rooms you described, and Hector. Unfortunately 
Uri got away, with his new slave if what Hector tells us is true."

"His new slave? What fool would agree to be his slave?" Starbuck asked.

"According to Hector, Uri's slave is Tigh."

"Oh, well, good for him." Starbuck was a bit shaken hearing that name. 
"Has the Commander been told?"

"I just came from him, he's on his way down to the brig now to 
interrogate the boray," Apollo answered as he climbed the stairs to the 
command deck, a look of concern on his face. When he reached Starbuck's 
side he asked, "How are you? You look a little tired."

"Yeah, well, being kept awake all night while someone rants and rages 
can do that to you." Starbuck yawned.

"He didn't take it out on you did he?" Apollo was appalled at the 
thought of his father striking out at Starbuck for what Uri and his 
brother did.

"No, of course not, he just paced and yelled a lot, that's all; nothing 
to worry about. Last I saw he was lying in his bed apologizing for his 
outburst. Guess you had to wake him, huh?"

"Yeah, I did, he seemed be out cold." Taking a step towards Starbuck 
and gently taking his arm, Apollo said," Starbuck, will you have lunch 
with me, my treat?"

"Gee, you must really be feeling out of sorts if you're willing to pay 
for my meal," Starbuck tried to joke.

"Starbuck please, we can go to the OC, or wherever you want, your 
choice, just name it."

Before Starbuck could answer, Commander Adama entered, "Well, it seems 
that daggit Uri has escaped again, and this fool brother of his has no 
idea where to look for him. Well, he won't be hiding for long, no sir, 
we'll find him and.....what, what are you all looking at."

"Ah nothing, Sir, we just ah...." Omega looked at Starbuck for help.

"We've just never seen you like this on the bridge, Sir, that's all," 
Starbuck added.

"Yes well, I'll try to calm down. Um Starbuck, why don't you take the 
day off, I know you didn't get much sleep last night; go on." Adama 
smiled at him, then looked at Apollo. "Captain, do you not have patrol 
today?"

"Not until after lunch," Apollo answered, looking at Starbuck, silently 
asking for an answer to his invitation, to which Starbuck nodded.

Adama saw the look between the two, silently cursing. 'Damn, it looks 
like they'll be back together sooner than I expected.'

Apollo walked Starbuck back to the quarters he was sharing with Adama 
for now. "So will you go to the OC with me for lunch?"

"Sure, why not? But let me get some sleep first. I just need a couple 
centars; I'll meet you there at noon."

"Great, I'll be waiting." Apollo smiled, and bent and kissed Starbuck's 
cheek.

After he left and the door closed behind Starbuck, the Galactica's new 
Colonel grinned. "Ha, ha, ha, soon Apollo, you and your father are 
going to find that you have both been Starbucked, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha."

*****

Cassie and Sheba let themselves into Omega's quarters using the command 
code that Rigel had stolen from the central computer. Silently they 
searched the bridge officer's rooms. They found nothing suspicious in 
the living room, so went into the bedroom. They stopped and stared at 
what they saw. The walls were covered in women's silk panties.

"Oh ... my...lord...I...don't...believe...this..," Sheba slowly said.

"You don't believe it? It's plain to see that Omega has a 
very.........how can I describe it.....SICK? mind" Cassie said.

"Sick, morbid, obscene, disgusting, shameless, no shameful, I can't 
think of any other words, oh this is gross, Cassie look." Sheba was 
holding up the covers of Omega's bed, looking at the panties laid out 
on top of the sheet "Cassie, he sleeps on them, have you ever heard of 
such a thing?"

"Ugh, no oh lets get out of here, we have got to tell someone about 
this, but who?"

"I...I don't know, let's just get out of.....What was that? Did you 
hear something?" Sheba thought she heard the outer door open and close.

"Mind telling me what you're doing in here?" Omega roared.

"You....you're sick, you stole all these panties, it...it... was you. 
We're going to report you," Sheba stuttered.

"Oh and just how are you going to explain how you got into my quarters 
without permission?" Omega smirked.

"Oh well, we'll think of something," Sheba answered, scared.

"No you won't, because you're not going to report this, are you?"

"Well ... um...no, I guess we're not, but you better not take any 
more." Sheba's courage was coming back.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, like I'm scared of you, the slave girl who goes 
through more masters than a whore does clients. Tell me, Sheba, did you 
purposely taunt Bojay into giving you that black eye? Do you have plans 
to taunt him the way you taunted Uri, getting him so angry with you 
that he causes serious injury, so you can have a new master? And just 
who do you want to sink your teeth into next? Do you think no one will 
ever get wise to you? Who was before Uri, Sheba? Please tell, I believe 
it was some poor soul on the Pegasus, wasn't it? Yes, I heard your dear 
daddy dealt with him personally, then you moved on to the next, but, 
alas, he was one of the warriors that didn't make it out of Gamoray was 
he? No, so you chose Uri, but you grew tired of him and now poor Bojay 
has the misfortune of having you. And now you're tired of him, so soon? 
Well, well, I don't think you'll be telling my secret to anyone, Sheba, 
not with what I have on you."

"Sheba! Is what he says true?" Cassie was appalled at what Omega said.

"Well no, how can you .... how....oh....all right. Omega, what do you 
want for my silence?"

"Oh I'm out of here, I won't say a word Omega, I promise."

Omega grabbed Cassie before she could leave. "I don't think so, sweetie 
pie; you see, I've always wanted a slave myself, just didn't want to 
join that stupid club. Now I have two slaves; two slaves who will come 
here whenever I say or, Sheba, your little secret gets out, and Cassie, 
I
don't think Dr. Salik would like it if he heard you were still 
practicing your old profession now would he?"

"But I'm not."

"Oh yes you are, and I have friends who will be more than willing to 
back me up."

Both girls knew Omega meant what he said; there was no way out of the 
situation.

*****

As the days grew into sectons Apollo found that Starbuck seemed to be 
more relaxed around him, and they met each day in the OC for lunch. The 
only thing that bothered Apollo was the fact that Starbuck would only 
allow a chaste kiss on the cheek, nothing more. The one time he had 
tried for more ended in disaster.

On that day Apollo followed Starbuck into his father's quarters instead 
of turning and leaving. Once inside he wrapped his arms around Starbuck 
and pulled him into a warm embrace, kissing him across the jaw line and 
down his neck. But Starbuck had suddenly become afraid and cried out 
for Apollo to stop. Just then Commander Adama walked in and quickly 
pulled the two apart, chastising Apollo sternly for trying to force 
Starbuck into a sexual liaison he was not quite ready for. 

Apollo had defended himself, saying that was not what he was doing, he 
only wanted to show Starbuck that he still cared and still wanted him. 
Adama reminded Apollo to be patient and give Starbuck just a little 
more time. Neither father nor son saw the sly grin on Starbuck's face.

*****

Omega successfully blackmailed Cassie and Sheba into keeping silent 
about his little secret and the two girls were able to keep their 
rendezvous with him quiet. So far their masters knew nothing about it, 
but they both wondered how long that would last? How long would it take 
until one of them slipped up and either Bojay or Salik got wind of the 
little affairs?

*****

Hector went to trial for helping Uri hold and rape Starbuck, plus drug 
and rape Athena and was sentenced to ten yahrens on the prison barge. 
But Athena still felt that her father and brother were protecting 
Starbuck just a little too much, and decided to take a little revenge 
of her own.

Adama was working late on the bridge. The fleet was approaching a new 
planetary system that, although none of the planets were inhabited, did 
seem to have signs of animal and plant life, as well as much needed 
fuel. He had sent Starbuck back to their quarters so he would be well 
rested for the morning; Adama planned on landing on the planet himself, 
and wanted his aide by his side. The patrol that had investigated the 
planets reported old ruins that appeared to be left by humans. Adama 
planned on inspecting them first-hand for any signs that they might 
have been left by the thirteenth tribe on their journey to Earth.

Knowing that Starbuck was alone in her father's quarters, Athena 
quietly slipped inside. "Oh good, he's in the turbo wash, that's 
perfect," she said to herself when she heard the water running and 
Starbuck singing; she didn't know Starbuck sang in the shower. "Hmm, he 
does have a lovely singing voice," she murmured.

Stepping out of the turbo wash, Starbuck quickly dried off and wrapped 
a towel around his waist. Opening the door, he stopped short. "Athena, 
what are you doing here?"

"Oh, I thought the two of us would get to know each other again. After 
all, neither one of is on duty, and I am a mistress and you're a slave 
now, so come here and pleasure me, slave." Athena quickly reached for 
the towel and pulled it off, revealing Starbuck's already hardening 
shaft.

"My, my, but aren't we a good slave. Come on over here to the bed, show 
me how well you can play."

Starbuck quickly reached for Athena, pulling her close, kissing her 
neck, while removing her clothes. Laying her on the bed, he quickly 
removed the rest of her clothing, but she stopped him. "No, I'm on top; 
now put your hands above your head so I can tie them to headboard."

Starbuck swiftly obeyed, grinning slyly; he could use this to his 
advantage, oh yes. As soon as she had his wrists bound, Athena mounted 
her captive. "I want this short and sweet, and you have permission to 
come, but *after* I do, understand?"

"Oh yes, Mistress, I understand," Starbuck whispered back.

"I think you're enjoying this, aren't you? Well, I want you to 
complain, struggle a little."

"Struggle? You want me to pretend I'm not enjoying myself?" Starbuck 
was completely confused now.

Rolling her eyes Athena answered, "Yes, silly; come on, say, 'no, no, 
please don't' - you know stuff like that, stop laughing! Come on, you 
can do it."

"All right, I just never had this request before. All right, here 
goes... No, no, please, ha, ha."

"No, don't laugh; that's not right," Athena said as she started 
thrusting herself on Starbuck's erect penis.

Starbuck tried again, this time he thought he had it. "No please, let 
me go; untie me please. Stop! Don't do this." He also started 
struggling, almost throwing Athena off him, but she held on tight, his 
cries and struggles turning her on even more, causing her to bounce up 
and down on him faster.

"Oh yeah, you got it now. Come on, boy, I wanna see what you got!"

"No, stop, don't do this!"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oooooooohhhhhhhhhhh," Athena screamed as she came, her 
vaginal muscles tightening on Starbuck's cock, causing him to come as 
well, without permission. "Oh you, you came I didn't give you 
permission to come," Athena yelled as she slapped him across the face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"What's going on, Athena? What in Hades to you think you're doing?" 
they heard Apollo from the doorway.

"She made me do it, Apollo, she tied me to the bed, said since I was a 
slave I had to do what she said," Starbuck sobbed.

Quickly coming towards the bed and untying Starbuck, Apollo scolded his 
sister, "Athena, how could you? You know Starbuck hasn't been able to 
have sex since Tigh had him, and now you come in here when you know 
he's alone and take advantage like this, and with a slave that isn't 
even yours? He's mine, you got that?"

"Sorry, big brother, I hate to tell you this, but he's lying, he 
enjoyed it just as much as I did, he even came."

"Well of course he came; slaves know how to come even if being forced."

"I didn't force him. Starbuck, clear this up now."

Grabbing the sobbing Starbuck and pulling him onto his lap, Apollo 
said, "No, Starbuck, you don't have to lie to save her. Athena get 
dressed and get out."

"What's all this yelling about in here? Athena, Apollo, what are two 
doing to Starbuck?"

"It was her, Father; she forced Starbuck to pleasure her."

"Athena, how dare you do such a thing? Get your clothes on and get out, 
and you had better hope, young lady, that you haven't ruined the 
progress Starbuck has made. I was beginning to think he could be 
returned to Apollo by the end of the secton, and he had better still 
be, or there'll be Hades to pay."

Athena quickly dressed, giving Starbuck the dirtiest look possible, 
'Oh, how dare he lie to them like this and how dare them believe him, 
why he's just as bad as Apollo was when he was the slave and .....'  
Her thoughts stopped there and she stared at Starbuck, mouth wide open. 
'Oh, I know what's going on. Oh yes, Starbuck, I understand exactly 
what your doing.'

After Athena left, Apollo continued to hold Starbuck on his lap, 
rocking him. "She didn't hurt you at all did she, or scare you?"

"No, not really, I'll be okay, honest," Starbuck whispered, still 
sobbing a little.

Adama saw the way Starbuck clung to Apollo and asked, "Starbuck, would 
you like to go home with Apollo tonight?"

Apollo looked at Starbuck, hope in his eyes. Starbuck looked from 
father to son, eyes a little frightened. "Well, I can try it, I guess."

Apollo saw the fear. "No. not yet. After this secton's party, maybe 
then you won't be afraid anymore, and we'll know by then that what 
Athena just did hasn't set you back any. Is that okay, Father?"

"Oh sure, sure, if that's what you two want, I don't see a problem. I'm 
sure I can make him comfortable for few more days" Adama said. 'And I 
can have a few more nights of Heaven here in my quarters,' he thought.

Neither father nor son saw the sly grin on Starbuck's face.

*****

Dr. Imp had successfully gotten Uri and Tigh off the Galactica and onto 
the Rising Star, where the three now shared  luxurious quarters. 
Tonight Uri and Imp were hosting a party; Tigh served as part of the 
entertainment, something the former Colonel did not enjoy very well 
but, since he knew he was no longer welcome on the Galactica, what else 
was there for him to do.

Uri was busy talking with an old friend from the early days of Caprica, 
one of the few people who knew who he really was. "Well now, Cruella, 
are you sure you can pull this off?" he asked the woman.

"Oh don't you worry Uri, Adama will buy it hook, line and sinker. And 
his poor son, oh dear, what will Apollo do?"

The two had very devious plans in the works, for Adama had once know 
Cruella as well, known her very well.

*****

Down on the planet, Adama was very excited. The ruins were indeed left 
by humans, and Adama had found reference to both Kobol and Earth. The 
ruins were located on a part of the planet that was a vast desert, very 
similar to what Kobol had looked like when they landed on it. There 
were even Pyramids and old temples, very much like the ones on Kobol. 
Adama and Starbuck had come to this part of the planet alone, very 
unusual for the Commander, but the other landing parties were needed in 
the more fruitful areas, where food and water had been found. Apollo 
didn't like it, but when he was reminded that both Starbuck and Adama 
were armed and very good shots; in fact, Adama could still aim and 
shoot better than either Apollo or Starbuck. He acceded, and Starbuck 
then flew the shuttle down.

However, because Apollo still had a funny feeling in the pit of his 
stomach, he followed them down to their location, making sure he stayed 
out of the shuttle's scanner range. He now watched them from a hiding 
place on the hill directly above the old ruins.

"You see this, Starbuck? These symbols are for our twelve tribes, and 
this one in the middle, that is for the thirteenth tribe. Some believe 
it represents Earth. I even read in an old book of legends and myths 
that the symbols for our twelve tribes could be seen in the 
constellations in Earth's sky. I wonder if that's true," Adama 
explained the old paintings to Starbuck.

"It sounds like they wanted to keep some kind of a tie with us, some 
way to remember that we existed, something they could look at every 
night."

"That could be true; yes, I believe you're right. I've also read that 
the people of the thirteenth tribe believed they were ruled by our 
tribes, that each of them somehow belonged to one our tribes, and that 
which one depended on the time of the yahren they were born. Well, 
let's look around some more, maybe there is something else we're 
missing."

Starbuck thought he would get bored looking at these old ruins, but he 
was finding them interesting, especially the old paintings on the 
walls. Then he saw a painting he had seen before. On that old penal 
planet he had been taken to when he tested the viper with the C.O.R.A. 
unit in it. He called Adama. "Sir, over here, you have to see this; I 
thinks it's of Earth."

"What! How can you be sure?" Adama ran to where Starbuck was standing 
and stared at the old painting. "Starbuck, you're right, this is 
Earth's system: nine planets, and one sun; and there, that third 
planet, that's Earth. Look around this area some more, maybe we can 
find her exact
location somewhere near here." Adama sounded as giddy as a school boy 
and he threw his arm around Starbuck's shoulders, pulled him close and 
kissed him, right on the mouth. Starbuck leaned into the kiss and soon 
passion replaced reason as Adama laid Starbuck down and made love to 
him on the warm desert sand.

Up on the hill above the old ruins, Apollo sat and watched his father 
and Starbuck. What he saw them doing made him very angry.

*****

Athena sat at her console on the bridge, still brooding over what had 
happened in her father's quarters the night before. She was well aware 
that Starbuck had some sort of plan in the works, something that would 
embarrass both her father and brother. She just wanted to know what, 
and why had he said she forced him; he sure didn't act forced, not 
until she ordered him to, and even then he had trouble at first. Was it 
possible he heard the outer door open and that's why he was suddenly 
able to act like he was being forced into serving her? His cries did 
sound real. "That boray, he's planning on getting even some how."

"What was that, Athena?" Omega asked.

Athena looked up sharply; she hadn't realized she had spoken out loud. 
"Oh, nothing, Omega, I was just thinking out loud."

*****

Cruella gathered together all the old photos Uri gave her; most were 
from the time Uri had the boy, but there were a few from earlier days 
that Uri had somehow managed to get hold of, not many, but enough to 
make this devious plan work. She would pick out the best ones to take 
to Adama. Now to find a way to get to that party and humiliate the 
great Commander in front of
his troops.

*****

Apollo couldn't take this any more. How could his own father do this to 
him? His anger got the better of him and he marched/ran down to where 
his father and Starbuck were laying in the sand, both smiling and well 
satisfied after their little fuck session.

"You two mind telling me just what's been going on? And why is it you 
can have sex with my father and not with me, Starbuck? What about last 
night with Athena, were you lying then as well? Was she telling the 
truth, that you gave in to her willingly? You're supposed to be mine 
not his; we're are sealed, or don't you remember that?"

"Apollo, that's enough. We're sorry you had to see this, but please 
don't blame Starbuck; this is all my fault. I should have known 
better."

"You're sorry; you think that's all you have to say is you're sorry. 
How long has this been going on - from the beginning? Have you two been 
making a fool out me from the beginning?"

"No, Apollo, that's not what we were doing; Starbuck had to be shown 
all over again...that...look, we'll discuss this later. This is not the 
place or time."

"I think it is." Starbuck spoke up for the first time; head down he 
spoke in the voice of a subordinate, a slave. "The rings and the no 
sharing rule only apply to you. I gave you nipple rings when you were 
my slave, but now that the roles are reversed, I don't have that honor, 
I'm not permitted to say no."

Adama and Apollo looked at each other in silence a few microns, then 
Adama spoke. "He's right, Apollo, he didn't receive the ear ring or 
anything else from you."

"That's not my fault, Starbuck, I was about to give you the ear ring, 
but you freaked out because of what Tigh did and I never had the 
chance."

"Doesn't matter, I have nothing showing me or anyone else that I only 
belong to you, so when the Commander took me to his quarters, I 
belonged to him as long as I was there."

"Father, is what he's saying true?"

"Yes. Apollo, I'm sorry, I never even thought about that. Is that what 
all those nights were about Starbuck?"

"Yes, and the time Apollo followed me into your quarters, I saw you 
opening the door and was afraid you would punish me for being with 
Apollo, that's why I cried out the way I did And Athena wasn't lying 
either; again I heard the door and thought it was you, Sir, coming 
home, I didn't want to be punished again. And when you said I could 
home with Apollo, but he said no, I thought he didn't want me anymore."

"Oh Lord," both Apollo and Adama said together.

"Apollo, take Starbuck, just let me get dressed and I'll...well, I'll 
just continue looking at these ruins, you two have some things to talk 
out, and when we get back to the Galactica, well, I think Starbuck 
should go home with you, yes?"

"Yes, I think so, too," Apollo was red with shame, shame for they way 
he had yelled at his father and Starbuck. He kneeled down and pulled 
Starbuck close. Starbuck rested his head on Apollo's shoulder, and once 
again neither father nor son saw the sly grin.

*****

Councilor Kreller saw Cruella on the far side of the Rising Star's 
lounge. He hadn't seen her in yahrens, didn't even know she had 
survived the destruction of the Colonies. "Cruella, how nice to see you 
again; it's been so long. How are you doing these days?" he crooned.

"Why Kreller, it's nice to see you, too. I've been sitting here 
thinking about all those yahrens ago, remembering the parties we go to, 
and wishing I could go to one again."

"Well then, I would say that fate has brought us together. I have an 
invitation to a party on the Galactica at the end of the secton. You do 
still keep a slave boy don't you?"

"Oh yes, I still have Reggie, remember him? He's been by my side for 
ten yahrens now."

"Well, good; then the two of you may join me at the party, it begins at 
19 hundred centars, I'll send my personal pilot with my private shuttle 
to pick you two up at 17 hundred centars. We can have dinner together 
before we go."

"That sounds wonderful Kreller, I'll be looking forwards to it."

The two spent the rest of the evening together, talking about days gone 
by, Cruella grinning about the fact that the old geezer had fallen 
right into the palm of her hand, and that her and Uri's plans would 
indeed fall right into place.

*****

Boomer and Jolly came over to the site of the ruins so Apollo and 
Starbuck could return to the fleet. Adama felt the two had some 
catching up to do and the next four days before the party would be the 
perfect time. Instead of going to the Galactica, they went straight to 
the Rising Star. Apollo planned on wining and dining Starbuck in style 
for the next four days. The first thing he did after landing was to 
rent a room, a very expensive room, complete with a very large round 
bed and a hot tub. But Starbuck still seemed to be a little depressed 
and Apollo vowed to do everything possible to rectify that.

After checking out the room, Apollo decided to take Starbuck down to 
see the many shops on the ship, thinking that maybe a small gift would 
help raise Starbuck's spirits. The first shop they stopped at was a 
small toy store. "Hey look at that teddy bear, I had one just like that 
when I was little, I remember Zac was always trying to steal it on me." 
Apollo laughed at the memory of always having to retrieve his beloved 
toy from his younger brother's room, even as a young teen.

"Oh, that's nice, Apollo. I never had a teddy bear," Starbuck said in a 
sad voice.

"What, never? Well would you like one?" Apollo felt sorry for Starbuck, 
never having a teddy to curl up with.

"Yeah, I guess so, if you want."

"Of course I want to. Come on, I`ll buy it for you now."

A few centons later, the two went on down the wide corridor to the next 
shop, Starbuck with Teddy in tow, and a bit of a smile on his face. 
'Still not out of his depression. Well, it is just a teddy bear, maybe 
something more personal,' Apollo thought.

Further down they came to a jeweler, the same jeweler that Starbuck had 
taken Apollo to when he had purchased Apollo's navel ring. "Hey, I've 
got an idea, why don't we get you nipple rings and a navel ring to 
match mine? We can do it right here, now. We don't have to wait until 
the party."

"Yeah, I'd like that, if you're sure." Starbuck seemed to be perking up 
now.

"I wouldn't be suggesting it if I wasn't, now would I? Come on, let's 
do it."

The jeweler remembered the two and knew exactly what rings Apollo 
wanted. Five centons later Starbuck was smiling his old smile again, 
content in the fact that he had successfully gotten what he wanted, and 
succeeded in making Apollo believe it had all been his idea.

From the shadows a mysterious figure watched the two lovers. He had 
seen them go into the jewelers and buy the rings, then watched as they 
entered the back room so Starbuck could have them inserted. Now he 
watched them walk hand in hand down the shopping corridor to the 
romantic restaurant at the other end.

"Planning on buying your new slave a romantic dinner are we Apollo? 
Well enjoy it while you can Captain, soon, very very soon, your and 
your Colonel's joy will turn to sorrow, and your poor papa's, too, oh 
what will the Council say when they find out? Ha ha ha ha ha"

*****

Apollo and Starbuck had spent the last four days making love in the big 
bed, but now it was almost time to return to the Galactica. The party 
was in four centars and they had to be ready; they were the guests of 
honor after all.

Not wanting it end just yet, Starbuck ducked under the blankets and 
started working on Apollo's cock, slowly licking it up and down, until 
the Captain was hard as iron.

Apollo moaned in pleasure and quickly put one hand on the Colonel's 
head; with the other he grabbed his throbbing organ and tried 
desperately to put it into Starbuck's mouth.

Starbuck grinned at the sound of Apollo's moans, but each time Apollo 
managed to get the tip of his cock next to Starbuck's lips, all he 
received was a small teasing kiss; Starbuck planned on dragging this 
out.

Apollo was being driven crazy, each time he thought Starbuck was about 
to take his throbbing organ into his mouth, all that Apollo felt was a 
small moist kiss and then that tongue sliding up and down his shaft 
again. Now he felt it on his balls, lapping at them, getting them all 
wet. Oh, why wouldn't Starbuck suck him off? 'Wait, oh lords!' Apollo 
thought, 'Now my legs are being spread wider and that tongue is down on 
my anus, licking it. Oh lords, I wish he would do more!' Unable to 
stand much more teasing, Apollo began to beg. "Oh please, Starbuck, 
please more, I want more."

With an evil grin, Starbuck reached onto the floor for the tube of lube 
and covered his fingers with the strawberry flavored substance. 
Inserting a finger into Apollo, he said, "Is this what you want, 
Master?"

"Yes, oh yes. More please, more." Apollo continued to beg as Starbuck 
finally started swallowing his aching cock. Soon Apollo felt three of 
Starbuck's fingers inside him, twisting and turning, plunging in and 
out, stretching him, making his hole ready to receive the beautiful 
hard cock it wanted so badly.

"Oh Starbuck, please. I want you inside me now please."

"Your wish is my command, Master," Starbuck whispered as he removed his 
fingers, chuckling at the way Apollo moaned from the loss of those 
fingers sliding inside him. Quickly Starbuck pulled Apollo's legs up 
and over his shoulders, placed his own throbbing organ next to Apollo's 
opening, and slowly started pushing in, stopping every few microns, not 
only to allow Apollo to get used to the sensation, but also to wait for 
the next plea for him to continue.

Apollo had reached the point were he coudn`t wait any longer and thrust 
his hips up towards Starbuck, but Starbuck pulled back, preventing 
Apollo from getting any more of Starbuck's cock inside him.

"Ooooohhhh oh oh Starbuck, please, I want it all; shove it all inside 
me please," Apollo begged.

"No, make me," Starbuck said, challenging Apollo's authority as master.

Apollo looked up into Starbuck's eyes, saw the devilment shining in 
them and knew he was being challenged. It took all the concentration he 
could muster, but he somehow managed to get his hands on Starbuck's 
hips, holding them tightly, and once more thrust upwards, this time 
succeeding in getting all of Starbuck's cock deep inside him. "Now do 
it; I want it hard and fast, or when this is done I`ll turn you over my 
knee and give you the spanking you deserve."

"Now why do I deserve a spanking, what did I do?" Starbuck teased, 
holding himself still.

"Grrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaa, you're topping from the bottom, that's what 
you're doing."

"Apollo, I think you better take a closer look. I'm on top and in the 
dominant position. Ha ha ha ha ha," Starbuck laughed as he finally 
started thrusting as hard and fast as he could. Sliding a bit to the 
side, he grabbed hold of Apollo's cock and pumped it in time with his 
thrusts.

Apollo could feel his orgasm building, could feel his seed traveling 
through him until, with a loud moaning scream, he came, shooting his 
cream over Starbuck's hand and onto his chest and stomach. When he was 
done, however, Starbuck was still thrusting inside him.

"Aren't you done? What are you doing?" Apollo panted.

"W-w-waiting...f-f-f-for ...y-y-y-y-you t-t-t-t-to te-e-e-lll me I c-c-
c-c-can c-c-c-come," Starbuck stuttered.

"Oh sorry, come now," Apollo panted again.

As soon as he was given permission, Starbuck to came with a loud roar, 
as his body stiffened and emptied into Apollo. When he was done, he 
collapsed on top of his master and felt the strong arms wrap around 
him. When their breathing had returned to normal, Starbuck said, "Um, 
Apollo, about that spanking?"

"Yes, you're still getting one. Topping from the bottom indeed!"

"But I was on top. How can I top from the bottom if I'm on top?"

"Just for that you're getting five extra swats." This time Apollo saw 
the sly grin, and returned it.

*****

Alone once again, together in their quarters aboard the Galactica, 
Starbuck and Apollo were supposed to be getting ready for the party, 
and they only had half a centar left until it began. But instead of 
getting dressed, they were lying in bed. They hadn't even had a turbo 
wash yet. They were busy having sex again.

"Starbuck, we are going to have to stop. Much as I don't want to, we 
have to get ready for that party," Apollo whispered, as Starbuck once 
more started sucking on him.

"Mmmmmmmm, let's skip it; I`d rather stay here."
 
"We can't, remember we have a ceremony to perform, one that we should 
have done almost two sectars ago." Apollo was beginning to pant now.

"Don't have to, you gave me nipple rings and a navel ring, I don't need 
the ear ring; I can wait," Starbuck said, and then once more took 
Apollo's hard shaft into his mouth, deep throating him.

"Ooooohhhhhh, we can be late; my father will be angry, but we can be 
late," Apollo moaned.

*****

Cruella and Kreller had finished their dinner and were now almost ready 
to leave for the party. Once more Cruella checked her hand bag; yes, 
everything she needed was in there. And Uri`s doctor friend had 
successfully double-checked the Galactica`s medical records and was 
satisfied that the proper documents were in order; in fact, he was 
surprised to learn he had to change few facts. Well, that didn't 
matter, not anymore. Soon Adama was about to get the shock of his life.

*****

Athena was almost ready, she just had to put the final touches to her 
hair and take her pill. Reaching into the dresser, she retrieved the 
disk of pills and froze. "Oh my Lord, I haven't taken any since my last 
cycle, and Starbuck came inside me. Oh this bad, this is very bad. 
Athena, how could you be so stupid?" she moaned.

*****

Adama paced up and down the room, waiting for Apollo and Starbuck to 
arrive. "Now where are those two, if they arrive late for their own 
party, I`ll spank both of them in front of this entire crowd."

*****

Apollo came inside Starbuck with a loud moan, collapsing onto his 
slave's back. Starbuck held his arms rigid to keep from collapsing from 
Apollo's weight. He hadn't been given permission to come yet and 
waited, trying not to beg.

"Well Bucko, do you want to come?" Apollo teased, pumping Starbuck 
slowly, his cock still embedded in Starbuck's anus.

"Yes, please Apollo, let me come." Starbuck did beg.

"No, no, you didn't say it right; try again," Apollo cooed.

"Oh yes, please Master, please let me come." This time the begging was 
louder.

"Well maybe, but what would you do if I said I wanted you going to the 
party hard and unsatisfied?" Apollo was teasing now.

"I would say that I would not be able to control myself, Master,"  
Starbuck moaned. "Please don't do that to me, Master. Please let me 
come, Master."

"Well now, you certainly know how to beg, don't you? So pretty, so much 
want in your voice..."

"*PLEASE MASTER, PLEASE LET ME COME!*" Starbuck screamed out his plea.

Smiling the most wicked smile he had ever worn, Apollo finally said, 
"Okay, since you put it like that, you may come."

Starbuck screamed  "*OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH THANK YOU, MASTER!*" as he
came, spurting all over Apollo's hand and the sheet under them.

"Stay up on your hands and knees, and crawl off the bed and over to 
turbo wash. And don't let me fall off."

"Oh Lords, you can be cruel," Starbuck moaned.

He had a bit of trouble doing what Apollo asked; in fact they both 
landed on the floor in a heap, but when they stopped giggling, Apollo 
got back on Starbuck's back, sitting this time, and Starbuck slowly 
crawled to the turbo wash door.

"Good Lord, Apollo. Where did you learn about pony boys?"

"Ha ha ha; from Boomer, he does this with Jolly all the time."

"Jolly is a hell of a lot bigger than I am."

"I was thinking of buying you a saddle, would you like that? They have 
very attractive ones on the Rising Star," Apollo teased.

"Can we talk about this after the party? We're already a centar late 
and we still need a turbo wash," Starbuck whined.

"All right, get up. Let's get cleaned off fast and go. I think my 
father is probably ready to send us both through a launch tube without 
a ship."

*****

The party was in full swing, but the guests of honor had still not 
arrived, and Adama was getting very angry and, to make matters worse, 
Athena was in one of her moods again. It seemed she was snapping at 
anyone who so much as looked at her, plus Bojay was angry with Sheba, 
who also had not yet shown up.

Cruella was getting impatient. If these two didn't show up then all the 
plans she and Uri had made would be for nothing. Now where could they 
be?

Apollo and Starbuck ran down the halls, all the way to the reception 
room. "The Commander is going to kill us, isn't he?" Starbuck asked.

"If he doesn't kill us, he'll certainly lecture us about being on time, 
in front of everyone."

Suddenly the doors to the hall were in front of them and they burst 
through them, knocking over a couple of guests, and almost running into 
a table of food.

"It's about time you two arrived. Do you know how late you are? I hope 
your excuse is a good one. I know it has nothing to do with duty, 
because you have both been on furlong for the last four days," Adama 
bellowed at them.

"Starbuck was busy being a good little slave," Apollo smiled.

"Humph, get up here, *now*!" Adama ordered.

Quickly the two obeyed, almost tripping on the steps leading up to the 
dais. Adama saw the rings Starbuck now owned and rolled his eyes; he 
had a feeling this would happen. The ceremony went on, with Starbuck 
kneeling at Apollo's feet and pledging his devotion to Apollo, and 
telling everyone present that he had switched roles of his own free 
will. But just as Apollo reached down to pierce Starbuck's left ear, a 
voice from the crowed yelled, "STOP YOU CAN`T DO THIS!"

Everyone fell silent as all eyes fell on Cruella.

"What is the meaning of this! Who are you?" Adama asked the woman.

"Why Adama, don't you remember me? I mean, I know it has been a few 
yahrens, but you must remember; we met about six sectars before you 
switched roles, back when you were a slave. We spent an entire secton 
together at Uri`s retreat on Caprica, don't you remember?"

"Cruella. Yes, I remember you, but what has this got to do with my 
son's and his husband's ceremony?"

"Well you see, Adama, there was something I never told you. About a 
sectar and half after our little secton-long party, I discovered I was 
with child; the child was yours. I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, 
with lovely golden blond hair and bright blue eyes. But alas, I grew 
tired of motherhood, never did really enjoy it, so I decided to give 
the child up, and a perfect opportunity came along. The town of Umbra 
was attacked, so I left the child, now two yahrens old, there with some 
survivors, and he was taken to the orphanage. I kept track of him; 
seems he got into a lot of trouble, and since he was smaller than the 
other boys they did tend to take advantage of him, sexually of course, 
and then Sire Uri had him for awhile. Then one day he was suddenly in 
the Academy and became a warrior, a very good warrior. Here Adama, here 
are some photos of him taken during his life at the orphanage and with 
Uri. I'm sure you will recognize him as the young man who is kneeling 
now at your feet, the warrior named Starbuck."

*****

The entire hall was silent. No one dared even breath. Then a long wail 
was heard. "Nooooooooooooooo, that's not true, you're lying!" And 
Starbuck stormed from the room, Apollo running after him.

Adama turned on Cruella, "How dare you come in here and spread this 
vicious lie, breaking that boy's heart like that? What do you hope to 
accomplish by doing this?"

"I just wanted you know that you and your dear son Apollo are 
committing incest with your other son, your eldest son, Adama dear;  
Apollo's older brother, though just by a few sectars, not much of an 
age difference really, but Starbuck is your son, nonetheless."

"No he isn't, Commander. She's lying; I can prove it," Cassiopeia said.

"Oh dear, are you sure?" Cruella crooned.

"Yes, I'm sure. Two yahrens ago Starbuck went through a genetic test 
with a man named Chameleon. He is Starbuck's father."

"Cassi, those tests came back negative," Adama corrected  her.

"No they didn't, sir; they came back positive, but Chameleon asked me 
not to tell Starbuck, for reasons I don't want to go into here, but 
believe me, sir, he is Starbuck's father, not you. This woman is 
lying."

"Oh I don't think so dear. You would be best to go back and recheck 
that report," Cruella chuckled.

"You bitch! If you had those records changed somehow you'll be sorry, I 
swear you will," Cassi yelled at the woman.

Pulling himself up to his full height, Adama  ordered, "Boomer, Jolly, 
Giles, and Greenbean, arrest this woman and throw her into the brig."

"On what charge do you arrest me?"

"On the charge of blackmail, for I'm sure that's what you had in mind."

*****

Outside in the corridor Apollo had finally caught up with Starbuck. 
"Starbuck, please come here. Stop crying, baby, please," Apollo sobbed 
as he pulled Starbuck close.

"She's lying, I know she is. My mother is dead, and she loved me when 
she was alive; I know she did." Starbuck was crying uncontrollably into 
Apollo's shoulder.

"Hush now, of course she did; we both know that baby. Come on, you know 
who your father is, don't you?"

"Those tests came out negative. I wish he was."

"I think the tests came back wrong; we'll get them done again, on the 
orphan barge. They know how to do them right. We can go and get 
Chameleon, tell him what's happened, and get him to do the tests again, 
okay? Come on, everything is going to be okay."

"What if what she says is true, that she is my mother and she didn't 
want me, what do I do then?"

"Then you'll have a father, and a brother, and a sister who do want 
you, and who love you very, very much."

They heard footsteps coming down the hall. Apollo looked up to see his 
father standing there. "Starbuck, is the little boy in these photos 
you? I'm sorry, son, but I have to ask."

Starbuck took the photos in his shaking hand and looked at each one. 
"Yes, this is me, but where are the baby pictures? If she's telling the 
truth and she is my mother, she would have baby pictures."

"You know, you're right. Any mother who had taken the time to get 
photos of her child in the orphanage playground, and save them after 
the destruction would also saved the baby pictures she had of him. 
Well, looks like we have proof number one. Proof number two would be 
genetic testing, which will be done tonight. Go to the Life Center 
now."

"But, Father..."

"No buts; go, Apollo, now. Oh and have you seen Athena? Since this 
woman showed up with her outlandish tale, she seems to have 
disappeared."

"No, I was concentrating on Starbuck."

"Hmmm. I wonder where she's gotten to."

*****

Athena ran back to her quarters and threw herself on her bed. "Oh, 
great, Athena, you really screwed up; not only did you forget to take 
your stupid birth control pills, but you also had Starbuck come inside 
you; and now this woman from your father's past claims to be Starbuck's 
mother and that your father is his father. So now you could be pregnant 
with your brother's baby. Just great, and the Council just outlawed 
abortion; great."

"What? Athena, are you serious?" Rigel said from the doorway. "You 
could be pregnant?"

"Yes, I'm not sure yet, but yes."

"Well then, maybe we should find out. They can tell two days later you 
know."

"Oh lord, Rigel, what if I am? And what if Starbuck is my brother? No 
abortions, no matter what the reason."

"Well, we'll figure that out later. Come on, we're going to the Life 
Center."

*****

Cassi rushed to the Life Center, opening Starbuck's records as soon as 
she reached the computer. Quickly she punched in the codes and asked 
the computer to bring up the records of Starbuck and Chameleon's 
genetic tests. There it was and the results were 'negative'. "That 
bitch, she did do it, too. She somehow changed the results, or had 
someone change them for her. There has got to be a way to find out when 
they were changed, and by whom."

Cassie looked up when Apollo led a sobbing Starbuck into the life 
center.  "Cassie, my father wants genetic tests done immediately."

"Okay Apollo, but you know it will take at least a sectar for the 
results to come back, and I can't guarantee they'll be correct even 
then."

"What do you mean?"

"Oh I'm sorry, Starbuck, I should have told you, I should have never 
listened to him."

"Cassie, we don't have all night; please, what are talking about?" 
Apollo was getting impatient; he wanted to get this test done.

"The last test came out positive, but Chameleon had me tell you it was 
negative; now someone has changed the results - they say negative."

"Oh God, no, he didn't want me either," Starbuck wailed.

"No Starbuck, that's not why..." Cassie protested, but Apollo 
interrupted. "We can go into the reasons later, Cassie, let's just take 
the tests and wait for the results. I have a plan to foil anyone who 
might want to change any results."

"How Apollo?" Starbuck sniffed.

"I'll explain later, this room may be bugged."

*****

Athena and Rigel were outside the door; just before they opened it, 
Athena stopped. "No, not right now, and not here. I changed my mind, 
I'm going to one of the other ships to take the test."

"But..."

"No buts, I don't want anyone knowing until we know for sure about 
Starbuck; come on, let's go to the Rising Star, they have doctors there 
that will keep anything secret."

"Yes, for a price - you're the Commander's daughter, the price may be 
pretty high."

"You let me worry about that; now let's go."

*****

Down in the brig, Caster was given the job of interrogating the 
prisoner. He decided to do it by simple conversation. Caster had many 
more working brain cells than Reese and was actually capable of 
independent thought; this way he thought Cruella might give up some 
secrets she might other wise keep locked up inside that evil mind.

"So Cruella, you're Starbuck's mother I hear. You know Starbuck has no 
idea when his birthday is. Could you let us know; I'd like to give him 
a small gift."

"Oh come now, I became pregnant six sectars before Adama became a 
master, which was when he married his wife. I know all about that 
little secret they tried to hide so well. Starbuck was born three 
sectars to the day later."

"Three sectars to the day!" Caster repeated.

"Yes my dear, six and three equals nine," she mocked.

'Well, it's plain to see this woman has never had a baby; it's not nine 
sectars - they just say that - it's really 40 sectons, which usually 
comes closer to ten sectars. I should know my wife had four of the 
little brats. And why can't she give a date?' Caster thought.

"So what ah...what did you name him...originally I mean? Starbuck can't 
be his real name."

"Oh no, I named him after his father; he was my little Adama."

"Hmmmm, that's interesting. Wonder if his daddy will want him to change 
it back?" Caster laughed.

"Yes, wouldn't that be interesting."

"So he and Apollo are only what, oh I guess half a yahren apart in 
age?"

"I wouldn't know dear; I wasn't on Caprica at that time. I went to the 
Colony of Leo to visit relatives and to have the baby, you understand."

" Oh yes, I see; I can understand why you would do that. So Starbuck 
was born on Leo; well he'll like to hear that, I'm sure. I remember the 
amusement park they had there - all those rides - I just loved going on 
that big roller coaster they had there; I'd go on it, get off, and run 
to the end of the line to go on it again, and I never threw up, not 
once."

"Oh you're lucky; that was the first place I went when I arrived on 
Leo, and I threw up as soon as I got off that roller coaster. I always 
did, but it never stopped me from going on," Cruella said.

'Got you, you old biddy; if you went to Leo to have a baby then there 
is no way you went on that coaster - pregnant women were not allowed to 
ride the coaster, especially one that was six sectars along, showing by 
that time my dear,' Caster smirked to himself .

"What are smiling about young man?" Cruella asked, her eyes narrowed in 
suspicion.

"Just old memories of good times, that's all. These parties that Uri 
put on, I heard they could be really wild; were they?"

"Oh heavens yes, they could go on for a whole sectar sometimes, with 
wine and food flowing, and the slaves were always kept naked. It was 
scandalous when you think back, and the sharing slaves, my they were 
sexy, and so good at what they did, especially Adama; he was one good
slave back then, always in demand. It seemed as soon as one master or 
mistress was done with him another was ready for him. The poor boy wore 
that cock ring all night long! And Tigh, he was Adama's master at the 
time, Tigh wouldn't let him take it off until the night was over. You 
see Tigh had a rule that he was the only one Adama could come for, no 
one else."

Caster wanted to say to her, 'Mistake number three, lady; if Adama 
could only come for Tigh, how did he get you pregnant?' but he kept the 
thought to himself.

"Caster, come out here and leave that prisoner alone. The Commander 
wants to talk with you," another guard yelled from the office.

"Well it's been nice talking to you. I'll come keep you company when I 
get back."

"Yes, you're a nice young man."

Caster quickly left the cell block, turning off the recorder that taped 
every word Cruella said.

"Time to write up that report for the Commander. I think he may find 
this tape very interesting."

*****

Athena and Rigel took a shuttle over to the Rising Star. When they 
landed and started out to the Life Center there, they saw a vid screen; 
it seemed the IFB had already heard of Cruella's startling revelation, 
and was now reporting it, telling the entire fleet that Lieutenant 
Starbuck was really Commander Adama's son, and that he had not only had 
a sexual relationship with his brother Apollo, but was sealed to him as 
well.

*****

Chameleon turned his vid screen off so hard he broke the dial. His face 
flushed red with rage. "What does that woman reporter think she's 
doing, reporting a lie like that? I'm Starbuck's father, the test 
proved it. Cassie knows; and Blassie knows, I told her the truth, and I 
have a copy of the test results I talked Dr. Salik into giving me. Now 
I just have to find where I put them. Oh dear, where did I put those 
papers?"

*****

Athena and Rigel ran down the corridors of the Star liner, trying to 
escape the reporters who had seen them watching the vid screen. There 
was no way Athena could get to the Life Center with them following the 
two, and no way they could sneak there. Would she ever find out if she 
was pregnant? There had to be a way to get there.

Running down the huge shopping area of the ship, Rigel had an idea. She 
grabbed Athena and quickly pulled her into a costume shop. "We need a 
good disguise, fast," she said to the shop keeper.

"Of course, I understand. Here, over here, these long cloaks - we could 
put one of these on one of you, make you look pregnant, it will."

"Oh great Rigel, real great," Athena moaned.

"Come on Athena, it's our only hope, and we have to do it fast before 
those reporters come back this way and see us in here," Rigel said as 
she pushed Athena into the dressing room.

As the door closed Athena was heard saying, "Reporters, I hate 
reporters. I can't believe my brother was stupid enough to marry a 
reporter."

"Yeah well, it didn't last long, Athena," Rigel reminded her.

"After what I've been through on this ship, Apollo doesn't know how 
lucky he was."

*****

Cassie turned off the equipment and sent the information to the 
computer. "Well as I said, it will be a secton before we know the 
results, but if someone was able to change the last ones, they can 
change these."

"Cassie can you give us copies of those brain images and the DNA 
samples?"

"Well yes, but why?"

"I can't tell you. I just want them."

"Well okay." Cassie went to retrieve the data and handed the copies to 
Apollo. "Here, each one is labeled pretty clearly, including the two 
from Starbuck. Why did you want a new one made of Starbuck?"

"You said the records were changed; it may be possible the sample of 
his brain image was changed as well, so a second one was needed."

Apollo took the samples, grabbed Starbuck's arm, and left, leaving a 
very confused Cassie behind.

"I'm sure he knows what he's doing." Cassie said.

*****

Caster whistled a happy tune as he typed out the report. He had Cruella 
by the hair, he thought, but the young man didn't see the figure in the 
shadows. Didn't see him quietly move in behind him and raise the club, 
bringing it down on Caster's head, knocking him out. When the other 
guard had returned from his nightly patrol of the landing bay, he found 
Caster out cold on the floor, the report Caster was typing out on the 
computer had been erased and the recording of  his and Cruella`s 
conversation was gone, as well as the prisoner.

*****

Rigel and Athena had successfully eluded the reporters roaming the 
shopping district of the Rising Star and were now at the ship's Life 
Center, waiting for Athena's test results.

"Well your tests came back, all positive, you are indeed pregnant," the 
doctor said.

Athena just stood there, stunned. It was Rigel who thanked the doctor 
and paid him the high fee to keep his mouth shut. A fee that she knew 
would have to paid many times over; this doctor did not look that 
trustworthy.

Athena followed Rigel out into the corridor. "Oh Lord, what am I going 
to do? This is Starbuck's baby. What if that vile woman was telling the 
truth and he is my brother? I can't have my brother's baby."

Speaking in a calming voice, Rigel said, "Calm down honey, she was 
lying, everyone knows that; besides your father is getting the genetic 
test done again, and it will prove the old witch is a liar, you'll 
see."

Athena didn't feel so optimistic.

As soon as he saw Commander Adama's daughter and her slave girl leave, 
Dr. Imp contacted Uri with the good news: he had learned who the father 
of Athena's baby was by listening in to their conversation. Uri was 
very pleased to hear about this little tidbit, very pleased indeed.

*****

Apollo took Starbuck directly to the orphan barge. He planned on having 
a second test done here, without anyone's knowledge. Somehow he feared 
that the true test results from the Galactica's Life Center would come 
out positive, no matter what. He also planned on going to the senior's 
ship and speaking with Chameleon. He had a stake in this as well.

*****

Cruella felt safe for the moment. Although she didn't plan on staying 
down here in the Pit with this big brute of a man. He was a giant, and 
looked like he could crush a man's head with his bare hands. Was he the 
one that almost killed the Galactica's chief of security? Somehow 
Cruella knew he was, and if he became angry with her, just what was he 
capable of doing?

*****

Rigel and Athena used their disguises to once more escape the reporters 
so they could leave the Rising Star. They did not return to the 
Galactica, however. Athena had talked Rigel into buying tickets for a 
shuttle that was going to one the ships that was the farthest from the 
Battlestar, a ship called the Ursus. The people who called it home were 
the toughest, meanest people who were ever created. Rigel didn't want 
to go there, but Athena insisted, declaring that it was the last place 
her father, or anyone else they knew, would look for them. She had to 
hide, at least until the truth about Starbuck was known.

*****

(Note: I mingled together some old Celtic and European traditions here 
to give the colonies a Halloween type holiday.)

Cruella sat back and watched the man who was hired to guard her. He was 
busy carving a face into a huge orange squash like vegetable; she 
wondered why. "Excuse me young man..."

"Celt, my name is Celt. It's a name that's been in my family since the 
days on Kobol. I am very proud of it; please use it when addressing 
me," Celt said gently.

"Very well Celt; I was wondering just what you are doing?"

"I am carving a lantern," he said matter-of-factly.

"Oh, why? I mean there are lights down here; true they're dim, but I 
don't think we can get any more light from a lantern made from a 
squash."

"It's not a squash, it's a pumpkin; they grew all over my colony of 
Scorpia, and some seeds were brought with us when we fled the colonies. 
I don't make this for light, but to help scare away the evil spirits."

"What evil spirits? Please don't tell me you believe in ghosts," 
Cruella chuckled.

"Do not laugh old woman. You'd best be careful, soon it will be the day 
of Samhain, the day of the dead ..." 

"The what?"

"Samhain. You say like this: sow-en. On that day all those who have 
died over the last yahren come back in search of a living body to 
possess for the next yahren. You don't want to be possessed do you?"

"Well no..."

"Good; it's not a pretty sight. I have seen what happens to those who 
are possessed by the dead; the village elders would take them and tie 
them to a stake, and they were then burned alive, as a warning to all 
other spirits. During the day of the dead the doors of Hades are opened 
up, allowing the dead to walk among the living. Sometimes they will 
grab one of the living and drag the poor soul back to depths of Hades, 
forcing him to spend his remaining days down there with the demons and 
the evil one himself. That's why we carve the lanterns and dress up in 
all manner of ghoulish costumes; then we go out into the night making 
noise and causing mischief, we must fool the dead so they will not know 
who is alive and who is dead. You'd best be careful during Samhain."

"Oh what rubbish! I don't believe in your silly superstition, walking 
dead indeed."

"Do not mock me old woman, or you may find yourself possessed by the 
most evil, vile spirit the worlds have ever known." Celt looked at her 
with the eyes of a madman.

'Humph,' she thought to herself. 'Possessed by an evil spirit, how 
silly.'

*****

Rigel and Athena quickly went to the quarters the old man directed them 
to. At every turn they saw strange images of black cats, ghosts, and 
witches. They saw large vegetables with faces carved into them, some 
angry-looking, others with smiling faces, all of which made them very
nervous.

"Athena, do you know what all these things are about?" Rigel asked.

"I'm not sure; looks like they're planning some sort of party."

*****

The old man watched the two girls as they made their way to the 
quarters he had assigned to them; they were acting strange. He decided 
they would need watching and ran to inform the elders. Was it possible 
the two were Panati, two poor girls possessed by the spirits of the 
dead? Yes they would need watching.

*****

Starbuck was busy checking out the funny decorations on the orphan 
barge. He had never seen so many images of black cats and witches in 
his life. He wondered what they were for.

The ship's doctor came up behind him. "You like those, Colonel? The 
children made them; their teachers were telling them about an old 
festival that the tribe of Scorpia used to celebrate on Kobol. I don't 
know much about it myself, but it involved black cats, witches, ghosts, 
and goblins. A very scary thing if you ask me, but the kids loved it. 
Then they all got together and made those; they even planned a party 
for the night of the festival, which is in just a few days. Everyone 
here is looking for the scariest costume they can find to wear that 
night; you two should come, unless you're going to one of the other 
parties. I hear there's a very big population of Scorpians on the 
Ursus, including a number of clans that still celebrate the holiday; 
you should check it out."

"Well maybe we will. What do think Starbuck, feel up for it?" Apollo 
asked.

"Sure, sounds like fun." Starbuck was beginning to perk up, all 
thoughts of Cruella and her evil words pushed aside as he imagined 
Apollo dressed up in some wild costume.

*****

Celt finished carving the last of the lanterns and put it out in the 
hall with the others, then lit the candle that he placed inside it. 
"Good, that is very good. Now no evil spirit will come down here, but I 
must return to my family. I fear something evil is about to happen," he 
said to himself, as went back in to Cruella.

*****

Aboard the Ursus, the elders of the clan had gathered to listen to old 
Druid tell his tale. When he was done, the top elder, the one called 
Hallows, stood to address the gathering. "My friends and clansmen, it 
seems we may indeed have a Panati or two on our hands. We must be very 
careful around these two poor girls; we will watch them very closely to 
make sure we are right. Before we cleanse their bodies and true spirits 
in the holy fire, we must be sure."

"Sir, please forgive my interruption, but I must ask: what if they are 
not Panati, but witches, pretending to be Panati?"

Hallows shook with fear; a Panati was hard enough to deal with, but a 
witch was ten times more evil. They were sent by the evil spirits to 
seek revenge on a clan. Stories were told about witches wiping out 
entire clans; they would seduce the men, for they had a way to make 
themselves
look so beautiful no man could resist them, then once they had gotten 
him to take them to his bed, they would turn him into a goat, and his 
unknowing wife would roast him for dinner. Once the man was cooked the 
witch would return, and tell the wife what she had done, then plunge a
knife into the wife's heart, and feast on the flesh of the couple's 
young, eating them alive.

"Oh may the kind spirits guard us against such an evil fate," Hallows 
wailed.

Cruella couldn't believe the stupidity of this man. It was bad enough 
he kept talking about evil spirits possessing the living, but now he 
had dressed her up in a silly costume and was taking her to the Ursus, 
of all ships. Oh, what would her friends say when they learned, and how 
would
she explain this to Uri. It was all so embarrassing. 

*****

Athena sat in the cold dark quarters, crying. She couldn't believe this 
was happening to her. How could she have been so stupid? Now she had to 
hide out here on this dirty old smelly ship, with only Rigel to keep 
her company. Oh, what would her father say to her when he found out? 
And Apollo, he would be furious with her. He might even claim she did 
it on purpose. And what if what that old witch Cruella said was true? 
Then what was there for her to do? She could be stuck on this ship 
forever, never being able to show her face again.

*****

Cassie reread the orders given to her. 'Special assignment,' they said. 
She was to go to the Ursus for their annual festival and stay there 
just in case anyone was hurt during the party. "Some party, a bunch of 
idiots jumping around in weird costumes thinking they're scaring the 
dead," she grumbled.

Cassie had seen these Samhain festivals before, and each yahren the 
people seemed to find someone they believed was possessed. She was not 
looking forward to watching some poor fool being burned alive; 
hopefully security would be there to stop it .

*****

Rigel had talked Athena into going out and walking the corridors of the 
ship. She was really interested in the decorations and planned on 
asking the people here what they were about. It seemed, however that 
the older people were afraid of them; she wondered if they recognized 
them. She mentioned it to Athena.

"Oh great, if that's true then someone will contact the Galactica and 
inform them of our whereabouts, that's the last thing I need right 
now."

"Come on Athena, you know as well as I do that old witch was lying; 
let's go get something to eat. Over there, look at those cakes; oh they 
smell good."

"I'm not hungry," Athena grumbled.

With a loud sigh, Rigel led her to the stand anyway and purchased two 
cakes. Rigel ate hers hungrily, but Athena just picked at hers, not 
really wanting it.

Druid watched the two girls. He saw the one eat the soul cake, but the 
other, she barely touched hers. She must be a Panati, for only a Panati 
could not eat a soul cake. He turned and looked at Hallows, who nodded 
his agreement. The girl was indeed possessed, and the other girl was
protecting her. They must move fast and prepare the holy fire.

*****

Apollo showed Starbuck their costumes. "Like them? They have all kinds 
of costumes down in the OC. This sounds like it's going to be a lot of 
fun. Too bad we never heard of this festival before."

"Yeah, I like getting dressed up in... Apollo, this costume you got 
me... "

"What, don't you like it?" Apollo grinned.

"Apollo, this costume is for a woman; look, it's a dress. I am not 
wearing a dress."

"Oh yes you are; look, until we get back those negative results a lot 
of people will believe we're brothers; we have to fool them. What 
better way than for you to dress like a woman?"

"Why don't you dress as the woman?" Starbuck grumbled.

Chuckling, Apollo answered, "Because, my love, now I'm the master, 
remember?"

"How can I forget? You won't let me." Starbuck mumbled.

*****

Cruella hated this ship. It was dark and dirty, and smelled like the 
people used the corridors instead of the turboflush. In fact she was 
sure she saw human waste in some places. She felt like she was going to 
be sick.

"Come along old woman, you are very slow," Celt told her.

"You, young man, need to learn some manners. Did your mother not teach 
you to respect your elders?"

Shaking his head, Celt said, "You may be my elder, but you are a fool; 
your disbelieve in the spirits will get you trouble if you're not 
careful."

"Oh pooh, stop preaching such silly talk."

Celt said no more; he prayed his clansmen would not learn of this 
woman's disbelieve - it could cause trouble.

*****

Athena saw her, the woman who confessed to being Starbuck's mother. She 
followed her with her eyes. She was with a young man, a big strong man, 
with arms that looked like they could crush a man's head. She grabbed 
Rigel's arm. "Look Rigel, over there, it's that ugly witch Cruella. 
What do you think she's doing here?"

"Where? I don't see her. Are you sure you saw right? I'm sure she's 
still locked up in the Galactica's brig."

"Haven't you heard Rigel? You can't keep a witch locked up."

Druid heard what Athena said .A witch, there was a witch here on the 
Ursus. But where? What did she look like? He must inform Hallows; this 
was going to be a glorious night, not only a Panati, but also a witch 
to burn.

The lady who sold the soul cakes to Rigel had explained the festival to 
her. Now they had to get costumes. "Come on Athena, this is going to be 
fun, we can dress up and no one will know who we are."

"Oh Rigel, I'm not in a partying mood."

"Yes you are." Rigel was acting more like the Mistress now.

*****

Druid ran to Hallows' quarters and quickly told him what the Panati had 
said. "This is very bad news you bring me, Druid. We must have angered 
the spirits very badly for them to send a witch to us. Did the Panati 
say her name ?"

"No Hallows, I did not hear the name, but she did say witch, and the 
other girl knew who she was talking about."

"Then it was a witch, I am certain. Prepare another fire, we will burn 
them both." Hallows ordered.

*****

Celt led Cruella to the far side of the ship, to his family's dwelling, 
such as it was. Inside his mother threw her arms around his neck, 
giving him a hug and telling him how happy she was see him. Then she 
saw Cruella. "Celt, why are you with this old woman?" she asked.

"I have been hired to guard her, mother," he simply stated.

"Very well then, she may stay here, but you had better not cause any 
trouble during your stay; go into the back room, there is an extra 
costume there that you may borrow." Celt's mother refused to be 
hospitable to the woman, she didn't like the look of her.

Cruella did as the old woman said, without a word; Celt had warned her 
it would not be good for her to mock his mother's beliefs in her own 
home.

Once Cruella was out of the room, the old mother told Celt about the 
Panati who had invaded the ship and the plan to cleanse the poor girl 
this evening at the festival. She didn't yet know about the witch.

*****

Apollo asked Cassie to help Starbuck dress for the evening and prepare 
his makeup. Starbuck grumbled about having to shave his legs, but 
Cassie insisted on it. "You don't want all that hair showing through 
your stockings," she told him.

He tried to fight the corset, but Apollo insisted on that. "I want you 
looking like a woman, not like a man dressed as a woman." So Starbuck 
held his breath as Cassie tied the strings at the back, giving him an 
hour glass figure. Apollo then took a picture of him standing there in
corset, garter belt, and silk stockings; too bad Starbuck refused to 
smile.

He grumbled even louder while Cassie was applying his makeup, 
especially when she put false eyelashes on him and arranged the long 
blond wig on his head. But even he had to agree he looked quite 
stunning in the gold shimmering mini dress, and was glad he shaved his 
legs, but he wasn't about to tell them that.

Cassie stood back to admire her handiwork. "Starbuck you could 
definitely pass for a woman."

"Thanks a lot," he whined.

Smiling, Apollo crooned, "Oh Starbuck, you look so beautiful!"

Cassie giggled at that. Starbuck glared at her and sarcastically 
giggled back.

"Come on Starbuck, it's not that bad, put on the flat shoes, and we'll 
pick a party to go to," Apollo chuckled.

"I'm going to the Ursus. Afraid I've been put on duty over there for 
some reason. That party will be the wildest one."

"Oh, why?" Starbuck asked.

"Starbuck, most of the people on the Ursus are from Scorpia, where this 
holiday comes from."

"That's right," Cassie added. "And I've seen this before; a few yahrens 
before the Destruction, when I was visiting Scorpia with a client of 
mine, we went to this back woods village. The people there were 
fanatics. Their village elder was a man named Hallows; he accused a man 
and woman of being possessed and had the townspeople burn them alive. I 
can still hear the way those poor people screamed."

"I don't think anything like that could happen tonight, but maybe we 
should go over there with you, just for some added protection."

Sighing, Cassie said," Thanks Apollo, I really appreciate that."

*****
 
On the Ursus, Rigel and Athena were putting the finishing touches on 
their costumes. Rigel was going as a Kobolian slave girl and Athena as 
an ancient Kobolian Princess. Both girls looked very authentic, like 
they had just stepped out of a page in a history book. They soon were 
ready to join the party.

The main hall was decked out in all kinds of wild and frightening 
decorations. The ship's main lights had been turned off, and the only 
lights were those coming from the carved pumpkins that had been placed 
along the hallways and throughout the grand hall. The effect was eerie. 
Rigel was amazed at the size of the room, it looked like it could hold 
hundreds, maybe thousands of people.

It was hard to tell what was real, so many people were dressed up like 
witches, ghosts, and goblins, she even saw the odd scarecrow and 
lupusman. One man was dressed up like a vampire; she trembled as she 
remembered her brother telling her that tale. Then she heard Athena
scream and turned to see a man who had an ax embedded into his skull, 
blood and brains dripping down his face.

"Oh you scared me, your makeup looks so real," Athena said.

"Why thank you pretty lady; glad you like it, sorry I scared you."

"Athena, you okay?"

"Yes, this man's rubber ax scared the wits out of me. You know I wish I 
had known about this festival before, in the Colonies; it would have 
fun to go to one "

"Well we can make up for it now."

"Oh pretty ladies, this is mild compared to those old festivals on 
Scorpia. They lasted a whole secton, but now we have to settle for one 
night and try to make the most of it. Did you see the bonfire sites?"

Athena was confused " Bonfires, they wouldn't light a bonfire onboard, 
would they?"

"I'm not sure, but if they do I'm sure they have fire fighters close 
by, for safety reasons."

The man laughed as he went on his way and Athena and Rigel went to 
check out the fire sites.

In the center of the room stood two high wooden stakes, surrounded by 
wood and other flammable material. Athena stared wide-eyed, wondering 
where they had gotten the wood. It all looked creepy to her and she 
feared they would indeed set a torch to it.

"Why do you think they need those long poles?" Rigel asked.

"Don't know, maybe they symbolize something. Come on, let's get 
something to eat, these give me the creeps"

*****

So many people were going to the Ursus that there were ten shuttles 
busy transporting them and each of them had already made at least three 
trips. It seemed to Starbuck that everyone and his brother were headed 
over there.

When they were finally able to board, Starbuck rushed to the back of 
the shuttle. Apollo and Cassie laughed at the way he tried sink into 
the seat, not quite possible wearing a corset but he didn't want anyone 
he knew seeing him like this.

Cassie was dressed up like an old hag, complete with a dirty looking 
black dress and a black wig that looked like something the cat dragged 
in. Apollo was going as an evil Sire. He even had a coiled whip hanging 
from his hip, his toga was black, with gold trimming, and Cassie had 
used her makeup to put a long thick scar on his left cheek, running 
from the bridge of his nose to his jaw line. To complete the effect, he 
put a daggit collar around Starbuck's neck and fastened a leash onto 
it. Since Starbuck was his slave now, he thought he might as well make 
use of the fact; to Hades what anyone said about Cruella's words. The 
old woman was lying, and it would all come out in the end.

The ride over took twenty centons, and the wait to land another twenty 
centons. When they finally debarked the shuttle the saw a landing bay 
made up to look like the gates to Hades.

"Apollo, this place gives me the creeps."

"It's supposed to, Starbuck; it's the day of the dead, remember? Now 
give me the end of that leash, we must look our part."

Starbuck grumbled again as he handed Apollo the leash; he felt really 
humiliated in this dress.

*****

Rigel watched the people entering the hall and was amazed at how many 
were here. "Athena, I think there are people here from every ship in 
the fleet. I hope there's room for everyone."

"Yes, I heard they even have a room for all the kids; they're playing 
games and bobbing for fruit, then going out to get candy."

"Candy?" Rigel didn't understand.

"Yup, they go to every adult they see and beg for candy; it's called 
trick or treating. If you don't give them something, they'll play a 
trick on you."

"I hope they don't come in here." Rigel didn't like that idea.

*****

Apollo stopped inside the grand hall, staring at the sights around him 
and the people gathered there. He had never seen anything like it 
before in his life. He was about to say something to Starbuck, when he 
felt a hand caress his butt. "Starbuck, stop that."

"Stop what?"

Apollo noticed that there was no way Starbuck could have grabbed him 
from where he stood, so he turned around and looked straight into the 
eyes of a scarecrow.

"Boomer? Is that you?" he asked.

The scarecrow shook his head and grinned as he reached out and stroked 
Apollo's groin.

"Hey you can't do that to him, he's mine," Starbuck yelled at him.

The scarecrow laughed as he ran away.

Tigh stopped and looked back at Apollo and Starbuck. 'Oh Apollo, you'll 
never guess that it was me heheheheh.'

Turning back, Apollo looked into the eyes of another scarecrow; this 
time he could tell it was Boomer.

"Apollo, you got to be kidding. You dressed Starbuck up as a woman?" 
Boomer laughed. "I thought you were joking when you said you would do 
it."

"Yup and I think she looks very pretty."

Smiling at Starbuck, Boomer said "Would the pretty lady like to dance?"

"NO, leave me alone, I got PMS."

*****

Athena saw her across the room. It was the that witch, Cruella, in the 
perfect costume for her: a witch's costume. "Rigel look, there she is."

"Who?"

"The witch, right there." Athena pointed at Cruella as she yelled it 
out again.

Everyone around her froze as a drum roll was heard and old Hallows 
stepped up onto the platform set up at the other end of the room. 
"People hear me, we have a Panati in our midst."

Every Scorpian in the room started murmuring, understanding what old 
Hallows words meant.

Cassie was horrified. She rushed to Starbuck and Apollo. "Apollo, this 
is bad. Panati are what they call those who they believe are possessed; 
they plan on burning someone."

"That's impossible; they wouldn't dare, not with all these people 
here."

"Apollo, believe me, they will, and they'll kill anyone who tries to 
stop them."

Rigel and Athena had moved to the other end and were only a few metrons 
from Apollo, but Druid saw them; he had been watching them all night 
and now was his cue. "She is here, over here. That is the Panati, the 
woman dressed as a Kobolian princess, and she knows of a witch among 
us; she was overheard speaking of the witch."

Two men grabbed Athena as the crowed cried out, "Witch, witch tell us 
who is the witch."

Athena screamed as the men lifted her into the air. "Rigel, help me!"

Apollo and Starbuck recognized her and came rushing forward. "Stop! 
What are doing? That's my sister."

Cassie, her hands on her cheeks, cried out, "Oh no, Athena!"

Celt rushed up and stopped Apollo. "She must tell us who the witch is."

Starbuck stared at Celt; he knew this man, but from where?

Rigel could hold back no longer and yelled out the only thing she knew 
would save Athena, " Stop! Be careful; don't hurt her. She's with 
child."

The crowed grew silent. Hallows bellowed out," Is what she says true? 
Are you with child?"

Athena was lowered back down, tears streaming down her face as she 
said, "Yes." Looking at Apollo and Starbuck she added, "That's why I 
ran away. I needed to hide. I couldn't tell my family, not yet, not 
until the truth about the baby's father was known."

Hallows calmed down as he asked, "Forgive us for mistaking you. Women 
with child have been known to act strangely, even to the point that 
they seem to be possessed, but you were overheard calling someone a 
witch, is it true?"

"Yes it's true; she is a witch. She tried to destroy my family with her 
hateful lies."

The crowed all chanted, " Witch, witch, who is the witch?"

Hallows once more bellowed, "Silence!" then asked Athena, "Who is the 
witch?"

Athena took a deep breath, afraid of what these people would do if she 
didn't answer them. "The witch is a woman named Cruella, she's even in 
proper costume."

Celt stepped forward to stop her, to claim she was lying, but his 
mother yelled out, "*I knew it, I knew when I saw her she was trouble; 
she came here with my son. She plans on destroying my son! We must stop 
her!*"

"Where is she? Where is the witch?" the crowed chanted.

Rigel saw her trying to escape. "There she is, over by the pumpkin 
people."

Everyone turned and saw Cruella. She tried to run but two large men 
grabbed her and carried her to the platform. She started screaming, "It 
wasn't my fault; it was Uri's idea. He paid me to say those things; he 
gave me the photos, told me what to say. Please! You must believe me!"

Hallows stood straight and tall. "So it is true, you tried to destroy 
this girl's family."

"No that's not it at all; it was just Adama, only Commander Adama was 
to be destroyed."

Now Hallows was even more angry. "If you destroy Adama, you destroy the 
fleet; you are a witch."

The crowed started again.  

"She is trying to destroy the fleet." 

"She is in league with the Cylons." 

"She is evil, evil." 

"Witch, witch, burn the witch; burn the witch!"

Cassie shook Apollo's arm. "We have to stop this; they'll burn her 
alive."

Apollo called out, "Stop, you can't do this. We must arrest her for 
what she did. She deserves a proper trial."

"She has admitted to being a witch, she must be cleansed in the holy 
fire. Do not interfere or you will join her."

Cruella was carried to the bonfire site and tied to the largest pole as 
the people kept up their chant, "Burn the witch, burn the witch!"

Cruella let out an agonizing scream as the wood at her feet was set 
ablaze.

*****

Starbuck and Apollo stared at the terrifying scene before them. The 
party had turned into a horrifying nightmare. Cruella's screams could 
barely be heard above the chanting mob, who were dancing like crazed 
lunatics around the fire. Each person would grab a block of wood off 
the other pile and throw it onto the fire, adding fuel to the flames.

Rigel grabbed Athena's arm pulling her towards the door. "Athena I 
think we had better get out off here; this has gotten out of control."

"That was almost me. I could have been the one tied to the stake being 
burned alive."

"But you're not, because you're pregnant Athena, that baby just saved 
your life."

Athena allowed Rigel to lead her from the grand hall and out to the 
launch bay. Apollo saw the two girls leave and reached for Starbuck.

"Where in Hades is this ship's security?"

"I don't know. We have to do something, Apollo, no one deserves to die 
like that."

"Put your laser on stun. We'll have to shoot the crowd; it's the only 
way."

"Apollo, I didn't bring my laser remember? I had no way to hide it in 
this costume."

"Oh frak...Cassie, you and Starbuck find security now." Apollo looked 
around quickly and saw Boomer and Jolly; both had their lasers. 
"Boomer, Jolly, put your lasers on stun; we have to stop this 
insanity."

Apollo then started shooting the mob, stunning as many as he could. 
Boomer, Jolly, and every other warrior in the room followed suit; soon 
the entire crowd lay on the floor. But the flames from the fire had 
reached Cruella's dress, and it was starting to burn.

Apollo ran to the bonfire, trying to find a way to get her out, then he 
heard someone shouting, "Here, I have a fire hose; we must put out the 
fire." Apollo saw the large man having trouble controlling the large 
hose, and ran to help. They hosed down Cruella, first putting out the
fire that had almost engulfed her entire costume, then concentrating on 
the rest. Boomer quickly climbed up and cut her free, burning his hands 
on the still hot wood.

Boomer lay the unconscious woman on the floor. She was completely 
covered in burns. "We have to get her to a Life Center fast, or she's 
going to die," he said.

Cassie and Starbuck came running in with security. "These people are 
all to be held for questioning; their leader Hallows is to be charged 
with attempted murder, unless she dies, then it will upgraded to 
murder," Apollo told them as Jolly came with a stretcher.

Celt then spoke up. "She was only doing what Uri told her to do; he 
should be the one burning at the stake, not her. Him and that little 
slave of his." 

Starbuck looked at Celt. "You, you're the one down in the Pit; you 
grabbed me in the corridor - it was you."

"I do not know you woman. I have never seen you before," Celt said. How 
dare a woman talk to him like that?

"I'm not a woman you fool; this is a costume. And you have seen me 
before; you grabbed me and I kicked you in balls for it."

"Wait a centon; if you're the one down in the pit and you know about 
this woman's relationship with Uri, then you must know where Uri is," 
Apollo said.

"I do not, but his little slave does; he is over there, one of the mob 
you shot - the scarecrow."

Apollo looked over to where Celt was pointing, to the scarecrow who 
grabbed him earlier. Now he saw who it was. Tigh. "Jolly, Giles, carry 
the stretcher to the shuttle. You, I didn't catch your name."

"I am Celt," he said proudly.

"All right, Celt, bring Tigh. He's wanted on the Galactica for crimes 
committed against our Colonel here, and he can direct us to Uri."

"Who will be burned at the stake, yes?" Celt added.

Apollo had to grin at that. "I'm not sure what his punishment will be, 
Celt."

With a humph, Celt went and picked up Tigh, throwing the limp body over 
his shoulder.

"Is he ever gonna be surprised when he wakes up," Starbuck chuckled.

"You're not breathing too well, Starbuck, are you all right?"

"You ever try running while wearing a corset, Apollo? It's not the most 
comfortable clothing."

"I'm sorry, love, but I didn't expect an angry mob, you know. When we 
get back, and Cruella's in the Life Center, and Tigh's tucked away in 
the brig again, it might be fun to see just how much you can do wearing 
that corset."

"Apollo, you are a very wicked man."

"Well, it is Samhain, or as they say on Earth, 'Halloween'."

"How do you know what they call it on Earth?"

"Shhhhhhhhhhh, a little bird told me"

*****

As soon as the shuttle landed on the Galactica, Cassie had a med team 
rush Cruella directly to the Life Center. The woman's injuries were 
life threatening, and they had to do everything possible to save her. 
Starbuck and Apollo's happiness depended on it.

Commander Adama rushed to the shuttle ,grabbing Tigh as he stepped off 
it. "You, I am going to make sure you pay for what you've done, not 
only to Starbuck, but your little escape from the brig as well."

"But Adama... I mean Sir... I didn't escape by myself, Hector helped 
me. He broke me out. I didn't know anything about it," Tigh sobbed.

"I know that, you fool, we've already sent Hector to the prison barge 
for his crimes. As for you, you're going back to the brig, with two 
guards standing outside your cell to make sure you don't escape again."

Adama motioned for two security guards to take Tigh down; both men knew 
full well that if Tigh escaped again heads would roll, right out an air 
lock.

Adama turned to Apollo and Starbuck and with a smirk said, "I hope you 
won't be dressed like that on duty tomorrow, Colonel; it might cause 
some problems with the crew, make it hard for some of us to do our jobs 
properly, me included."

"Commander Sir... can I get even with Apollo for this?" Starbuck asked.

Chuckling, Adama replied, "No, I'm afraid not, you can not use your 
higher rank to even; but don't worry, when you're off duty Apollo is 
not allowed to get even for any orders you give him, even if you make 
him fly the ... what is it you men call it? Oh yes, the shit wagon."

Apollo's jaw dropped. He couldn't believe what his father had just 
said.

"Excuse me, but I seem to have been forgotten in the excitement."

Adama turned and looked at the man. "Who are you?"

Apollo spoke up at once. "Commander, this is Celt. He works for Sire 
Uri and helped Cruella escape. He also confessed to the attack on 
Reese, and was the man down in the pit, the one Starbuck ran into."

"I will co-operate fully, Sir. I didn't know what the woman had done; 
if I had known the whole story, Sir, she would still be in your brig."

Adama thought a moment, then ordered Giles and Jolly to take Celt to 
the brig, telling the man that if he did indeed co-operate he was sure 
he would receive a lighter sentence. Then, turning back to his son and 
Starbuck he said, " Well, I'm sure you two have plans for the rest of 
the
evening; just make sure, Captain, that the Colonel here is fit for duty 
in the morning. Without the women's clothing."

*****

Chameleon's search was over; he found the papers. Hanging on the wall 
in the frame he had purchased for them. He felt like the biggest fool 
in the universe. Now to get them to the Galactica and foil that evil 
woman's plans. He didn't know about what had happened on the Ursus.

*****

Dr. Salik gazed at the poor woman laying on the table. She was in very 
bad shape and would need extensive surgery, but would still bear the 
scars of her burns. Her legs, arms, and body were covered in third 
degree burns, her face in second degree. He felt pity for her; she had 
been very
beautiful. "Cassie, prepare the operating room; let's see what we can 
do for her." His voice was filled with sadness.

*****

Tigh sat in the brig, crying. "Can't you please tell Adama I wish to 
speak with him?"

The guard sneered at him. "After what you did to his precious Starbuck? 
He won't talk to you."

Tigh didn't know what to think. 'His precious Starbuck'? But Starbuck 
belonged to Apollo, didn't he? "What do you mean 'his' Starbuck?"

"Oh, that's right, you don't know, do you? Starbuck is now Adama's 
right hand man, our new colonel. You must have heard about it. I hear 
the Commander shares him with Captain Apollo, have real wild threesomes 
together, hehehehehehe."

Tigh just cried some more. He had ruined everything, and now Adama 
would never forgive him.

*****

Athena went directly to her quarters, not wanting to face anyone 
tonight. She was still shaken by what she had seen on the Ursus, and 
just wanted to climb into a hot tub and try to forget it. Rigel was 
still with her; the other girl not wanting to leave Athena's side, not 
yet.

"I think I'm gonna be okay now, Rigel; you don't have to worry."

"Are you sure? I know Starbuck and Apollo heard what I said; they know 
about the baby."

"Yes, but they don't know it's Starbuck's, not yet anyway, and I dread 
having to tell them, and my father."

"I have a solution, we can get sealed, that way the baby will have two 
full-time parents."

"Rigel, we both know Starbuck will want to be involved in his child's 
upbringing"

"Yeah, but this kid's gonna be lucky: she or he will have two moms and 
two dads. Sounds great, don't you think?"

"How did you get so smart?"

"I have a smart mistress," Rigel answered with a grin.

*****

As soon as they reached the privacy of their quarters, Apollo 
immediately started stripping Starbuck down. He went as slowly as 
possible, taking the time to kiss every inch of skin on his slave's 
body. But he didn't get Starbuck completely naked; oh no, Apollo liked 
the way the
Corset gave Starbuck the centare-glass figure, and he wanted to make 
love to Starbuck while he was still wearing it.

"Apollo please, let me take it off. I can't breathe properly with it 
on," Starbuck begged.

"Nope, I want you to leave it on, and maybe that garter belt and 
stockings, too; we can have a real kinky scene." Starbuck didn't like 
the evil smirk on Apollo's face.

*****

Alone in his quarters, Adama sat thinking. Even though he was furious 
with Tigh, he still missed him. He had to find a way to punish him for 
he had done to Starbuck and the things he had said that night to Apollo 
about Ila, and still find a way to keep him as his slave. But what, and
how?

*****

Cassie double-checked Cruella's bandages; it was going to take a long 
time for her burns to fully heal, but Dr. Salik had done everything he 
could surgically. Now her own body had to take over. The once beautiful 
face would be covered in scars, as well her body. She would also need
someone to help care for her. Cassie felt very sorry for the woman. She 
may have been evil, working for Uri and spinning her lies in front of 
everyone, but she didn't deserve this. Her thoughts were interrupted by 
Reese and his infernal bell again. "So help me I'm going to
strangle him myself if he keeps this up," she said as she stomped to 
his room.

"Yes Reese, what is it now?" she asked sarcastically.

Picking up his pad and paper he wrote, 'I ned a drik of wader.'

Cassie read the note and chuckled. "W...A...T...E...R...you 
N...E...E...D water to D...R...I...N...K," she spelled out the words he 
had misspelled.

Reese was not amused.

Dr. Salik watched Cassie get Reese his drink and decided it was time to 
give Reese the bad news. Sighing heavily he entered the room behind 
Cassie. "Reese, I've just gotten back your tests. I'm afraid your 
larynx was completely crushed in the attack; it cannot be completely 
repaired which means your voice will never return. I'm sorry," Salik 
said, but in his mind he was thinking, 'No I'm not. I'm not sorry at 
all that we'll never have to hear that scratchy voice of yours again.'

Reese's face went completely red as he wrote, 'My wat...it my throt the 
stoopit fol hurt.'

Salik rolled his eyes. "Reese, your larynx is your voice box; it's what 
allows you to talk. Yours is completely crushed, no good, you cannot 
talk, understand now?"

Reese threw the note pad against the far wall in a fit of rage, 
silently vowing to get even with that skinny Colonel.

Salik just shrugged and went to inform the Commander of the bad/good 
news.

*****

Adama's smile was a mile wide as the communication with Dr. Salik 
ended. He knew exactly how to punish Tigh. The plan was perfect; Tigh 
would have a job he would hate while remaining within Adama's grasp, 
plus Reese would finally be right where he belonged. Pouring himself a
drink, Adama sat down and laughed a very wicked laugh.


*****

On the big bed , Apollo was taking Starbuck in his favorite position, 
from behind, daggit-style. The corset made it impossible for Starbuck 
to take any deep breaths, and his face was flushed a deep red that 
Apollo found highly erotic. Suddenly Starbuck seemed to gasp for air as 
his body tensed and his orgasm hit, shooting his cream over Apollo's 
hand. Then Starbuck collapsed. Fainted. 

This had never happened before and Apollo cried out in alarm, 
"STARBUCK... STARBUCK ARE YOU ALL RIGHT? TALK TO ME!" Apollo picked 
Starbuck up and shook him by the shoulders. His face was turning blue. 
"OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT," Apollo cried as he quickly undid the corset 
and performed mouth to mouth on his love. Starbuck came to with a large 
gasp. "Starbuck!!!!! Are you okay?"

Coughing and gasping Starbuck said, "I...think... so."

"Thank the Lords...We are never doing that again, I'm throwing that 
thing away... NOW!" Apollo finished removing the corset from Starbuck's 
still gasping body and threw it in the garbage chute. Turning back to 
Starbuck, he said, "Maybe I had better get you checked out, just to 
make sure you're okay." as he headed for the comm unit.

Ten centons later Cassie at their door. While she was laughing, 
Starbuck was plotting revenge.

*****

Adama woke up feeling bright and cheerful. Today was the day he would 
inform Tigh of his punishment and let Reese know what his new job was. 
It was going to be wonderful. He quickly showered and dressed, had 
himself a good breakfast, and headed for the bridge.

*****

Starbuck finished putting away the last of the breakfast dishes and 
left for the bridge, A smile on his face and bounce in his step. The 
first thing he would check out was the duty roster, to see whose turn 
it was to do the inventory or maybe inspection duty. Both were jobs a 
certain
someone hated.

*****

Reese sat in the Life Center bed, hating the doctor, hating the med 
techs, hating this damn ship, but most of all hating Tigh. He planned 
on getting even with Tigh. The little daggit may not have been the one 
who strangled him, but it happened because of him, and Reese would make 
him pay and pay good.

*****

The last place Apollo wanted to go today was the bridge. Sure he knew 
Starbuck couldn't use his higher rank to get even for last night, but 
that still wouldn't stop him. The Commander had hinted at that last 
night in the landing bay. Nothing could stop Starbuck from making 
Apollo fly
the shit wagon. Something he didn't want to do. The fact that Starbuck 
wouldn't want Apollo smelling like the shit wagon never entered his 
mind.

*****

Tigh sat in his cell. His two guards had poked fun at him all night. He 
was sick of those guards and would have loved to be able to just push 
them out an air lock. If he still had command over them, he could tell 
them what for, and make them wash out the turbo-flushes with tooth
brushes. Unfortunately he didn't, so he was stuck here at their mercy, 
and had to take their insults and pokes at his manhood.

*****

Starbuck and Adama arrived on the bridge at the same time. "Colonel 
Starbuck, how are you this lovely morning? I think we need an inventory 
of the food stocks on board. We are coming up to a planet that seems 
quite promising for food, and even some fuel; get someone on it will 
you?
Someone who is good at counting." Adama gave Starbuck an evil smirk, 
silently telling the Colonel who would be perfect for the job.

Starbuck understood completely and had Omega page Captain Apollo.

*****

Adama watched Apollo in amusement. Ever since his son had been 
stationed on the Galactica, he had always enjoyed watching the way the 
boy stomped his feet when ever he was given a job he didn't enjoy. 
Promoting Starbuck to Colonel was the best thing he had ever done; now 
he would get his little show more often, his laugh for the day, as he 
slowly showed Starbuck how a higher ranking slave really could get even 
with a lower ranking master, and get away with it. It felt good to be 
so bad. 

As he watched Apollo stomp away, inventory sheets in hand, he reached 
for the sheets coming out of the printer, his new plan bringing a 
bigger smile to his face. "Colonel, can you please have security bring 
Tigh to my quarters? Oh and have the Life Center send Reese there as 
well. Dr. Salik informed me last night the man was ready for release. I 
need to inform him of his new duties. I would also like you to be 
present when I inform Tigh of his punishment. Get to it; I'll meet you 
there." Adama sauntered off the bridge before Starbuck could say 
anything.

"I don't want to be anywhere near Tigh. Just thinking about him makes 
me cringe."  Starbuck shuddered.  Then he shook his head.  "But you 
know, I know what it was like to be *done* by Uri.  And I was only 
there for one cycle. Tigh was with Uri for quite a while. Maybe that's
punishment enough." Starbuck said to Omega, who just nodded.

*****

Tigh felt suddenly afraid as his guards led him to Adama's quarters. 
They had told him Adama planned on a very painful punishment for him, 
and he feared for his life. Turning the corner, he saw Reese standing 
at Adama's door. 'Oh no, he's going to let Reese have me; he's giving 
me to
Reese. I won't be Reese's slave; I'd rather die,' he thought to himself 
and decided that if that was Adama's intention he would throw himself 
out an air lock the first chance he got.

Tigh became even more nervous inside Adama's quarters. He didn't like 
the way the Commander was grinning. He had seen that grin many times 
before; it meant that Adama had evil plans in the works.

"Relax Tigh, you look like you're about to make a mess in your pants. 
Reese, I'm sorry to hear about the extent of your injuries, but I'm 
afraid they will affect your performance as chief of security. I'm 
sorry, Reese, but a security officer must be able to speak; since you 
can't, you're going to have to be reassigned. I have decided to send 
you down to housekeeping; they need some more janitors down there." 
Adama picked up a sheet off his desk. "Here you go; these are your new 
designation papers. Give them to man in charge, his name is Rupert; 
he'll let you
know what your new duties are. Now for you Tigh, your old position of 
Colonel, and my right hand man, has been filled, but even if it wasn't 
you couldn't have it back anyway, so I have decided that you will 
Reese's old job: you are now chief of security. Here are your papers; 
and I expect you to get that security team whipped into shape, you 
understand. I find them all sloppy and dim-witted. Improve them."

"Oh yes sir, I will sir, thank you sir," Tigh smiled.

"Yes, and also Tigh, I want a full report of the day's activities every 
evening. It can be verbal if you like, but make sure you're here in my 
quarters every evening, do I make myself clear?"

Tigh understood exactly what Adama was saying, he couldn't believe it. 
Adama still wanted him as a slave. All was not lost after all. He could 
live with being a dirty black shirt, as long as Adama still wanted him.

Reese, on the other hand, was furious. He had lost his voice because of 
this skinny little daggit, and now his job was gone as well. To the 
daggit. Now he had more to get even for.

*****

Apollo was mad. He hated doing inventory and Starbuck knew it. And if 
his father thought Apollo hadn't noticed the smirk that was plastered 
on his face, well he, Apollo, knew exactly who had put *Colonel* 
Starbuck up to this and why. What bothered Apollo most was the fact 
that he couldn't do anything about it. This was a job that had to be 
done, and he couldn't get out of it because everyone had to take a turn 
at doing it and it had been over a yahren since Apollo was stuck with 
it. So Starbuck was justified in giving him the assignment. Apollo's 
bad temper grew even more, however, when an open bag of flour tipped 
over, covering him with its contents.

*****

Starbuck was just finishing setting the table for dinner when Apollo 
walked in. The sight made Starbuck laugh; he couldn't help it, anybody 
would have laughed. There was poor Apollo, a sticky white gooey mess.

"Stop laughing at me!" Apollo snapped.

"I can't help it; you look so funny. What is all over you?" Starbuck 
continued chuckling.

"Well first a bag of flour emptied itself on me; then I fell into a 
barrel of syrup; and when I got out of that I backed up, banged into a 
shelf, and had a bag of sugar was dumped on me. Now stop laughing, and 
finish cooking dinner while I have a hot turbo-wash and, remember, I 
may not be able to punish you for giving me this assignment, but since 
we aren't on duty anymore, I can punish you for laughing at me." Apollo 
then stomped into the turbo-wash.

Starbuck continued to prepare their dinner and laugh.

*****

Reese never felt so humiliated in his life. His new 'boss' had assigned 
him to clean up the OC. Not only did he have to go in there to clean up 
after those rotten warriors were done with the
place for the night, but he was also on call during opening centars, 
just in case someone had too much to drink and threw it all up again. 
Which happened at least once a night. He hated
cleaning up puke; it made him want to puke. What made it worse was the 
way those rotten borays teased and taunted him while he was there. He 
hated all of them.

Bojay watched Reese cleaning up after Greenbean's little accident and 
couldn't help himself. He had to add to the mess. "Oh look over here, 
Reesy boy; you didn't get this mess," Bojay taunted as he poured ale 
over the floor.

The rest of Silver Spar squadron joined in, following their leader, 
dumping ale and food onto the floor, teasing Reese, calling him Reesy 
boy, a name he hated since childhood. As a child Reese had been smaller 
than the other boys at school and so he had talked his alcoholic father 
into buying him weights so he could work out, building up his muscles, 
and becoming a bully
himself, so he could get even with those who teased him, making sure no 
one called him Reesy boy again. Now he was hearing it once more, and 
Bojay had started it. The same Bojay who started it all those years ago 
at school. Well, Reese would get even with him as well, once again.

*******

Athena and Rigel knocked on Apollo and Starbuck's door.

Starbuck gave them a big grin when he answered. "Well, if it isn't the 
little mother. How are you, Athena?"

Athena rolled her eyes as she said, "Starbuck may we come in? We need 
to talk."

"YOU!" They all heard Apollo yell from the turbo-wash doorway. "You did 
this on purpose, didn't you? That's what that little scene in father's 
quarters was all about; you wanted to get
pregnant and you used Starbuck to do it. As if the two of us hadn't 
been through enough already."

Stepping into the room Athena said, "I did not do it on purpose; it was 
an accident. I forgot to take my pills, that's all."

"I don't believe you; you wanted Starbuck for yourself," Apollo angrily 
responded.

"No I didn't, I have Rigel; and we plan on getting sealed, so you can 
keep Starbuck. I'm not trying to take him away from you. Besides he 
wouldn't stay with me; each night he would be running back to you. But 
I do expect him to help with this baby."

"I will Athena, *if* it's mine," Starbuck said.

Athena's face flushed red. "What do you mean 'if'? Of course it's 
yours. Who else could it have been?"

"Well you were raped, remember?" Starbuck added, "How far along are 
you?" 

"Well ... at least a sectar..."

"If you remember correctly Athena, you and I were together only a 
*secton* ago." Starbuck reminded her.

Quickly Rigel pulled Athena aside and whispered so low that only Athena 
heard, "Athena, the doctor on the Rising Star didn't tell us; he only 
said you were pregnant, he didn't say anything about how far along you 
were."

Looking at her brother and Starbuck, Athena said sweetly, "Excuse us 
please, we'll be right back, after I've had a little visit with Doctor 
Salik."

Apollo calmly answered, "What's wrong Athena? Forget something else, 
like when your last cycle was?"

But Athena didn't say anything back, she was busy pulling Rigel out 
into the hallway. As soon as the door closed she said to her friend and 
slave, "Where is the calendar I keep track of my
cycles in?"

"In your desk drawer; I'll go get it and meet you in the Life Center."

Athena just nodded her agreement. This situation just kept getting 
worse.

*****

Note from Rita: I've been beta-ing for Betty on this and we were 
brainstorming and came up with two different ideas for where to go with 
Athena's pregnancy.  Betty decided we could do both.  So here is the 
start of my version, which will eventually get to be NC-17.  Betty will 
be posting hers.  One of them will turn out to be a dream - we 
challenge you to guess which one!

The Continuing Saga Of The Galactican Sex Slaves - Alternate Universe - 
part 1

by rita

"Canon" from "The Continuing Saga of the Galactica Sex Slaves - part 
89, by Betty:

Athena and Rigel knocked on Apollo and Starbuck's door.

Starbuck gave them a big grin when he answered. "Well, if it isn't the 
little mother. How are you, Athena?"

Athena rolled her eyes as she said, "Starbuck may we come in? We need 
to talk."

"YOU!" They all heard Apollo yell from the turbo-wash doorway. "You did 
this on purpose, didn't you? That's what that little scene in father's 
quarters was all about; you wanted to get pregnant and you used 
Starbuck to do it. As if the two of us hadn't been through enough 
already."

Stepping into the room Athena said, "I did not do it on purpose; it was 
an accident. I forgot to take my pills, that's all."

"I don't believe you; you wanted Starbuck for yourself," Apollo angrily 
responded.

"No I didn't, I have Rigel; and we plan on getting sealed, so you can 
keep Starbuck. I'm not trying to take him away from you. Besides he 
wouldn't stay with me; each night he would be running back to you. But 
I do expect him to help with this baby."

"I will Athena,*if* it's mine," Starbuck said.

Athena's face flushed red. "What do you mean 'if'? Of course it's 
yours. Who else could it have been?"

"Well you were raped, remember?" Starbuck added, "How far along are 
you?"

"Well ... at least a sectar..."

Quickly Rigel pulled Athena aside and whispered so low that only Athena 
heard, "Athena, the doctor on the Rising Star didn't tell us; he only 
said you were pregnant, he didn't say anything about how far along you 
were."

Looking at her brother and Starbuck, Athena said sweetly, "Excuse us 
please, we'll be right back, after I've had a little visit with Doctor 
Salik."

Apollo calmly answered, "What's wrong Athena? Forget something else, 
like when your last cycle was?"

But Athena didn't say anything back, she was busy pulling Rigel out 
into the hallway. As soon as the door closed she said to her friend and 
slave, "Where is the calendar I keep track of my cycles in?"

"In your desk drawer; I'll go get it and meet you in the Life Center."

Athena just nodded her agreement. This situation just kept getting 
worse.

***

And now we depart from Betty's universe (at least for now):

"All right, Athena, you can get dressed now, then come into my office," 
Dr. Salik said, pulling off his gloves.

When Athena and Rigel were seated in front of his desk, Salik folded 
his hands and announced, "The tests prove that you probably got 
pregnant as a result of the rape."

Athena and Rigel looked at each other in shock.  "Then it can't be 
Starbuck's baby," Rigel whispered.

Athena's eyes filled with tears.  "If it's not Starbuck's ... then I'm 
pregnant with some ... some lowlife's baby!" she wailed.

"Now, now, let me finish," Dr. Salik said soothingly.  "The baby is 
Starbuck's.  Does that make you feel better?"

Athena sniffed.  "Well, yes.  Knowing I'm carrying Starbuck's baby 
helps a lot.  But," her eyes flashed in sudden anger.  "This means 
they've all been lying, covering up the fact that he did rape me!  How 
dare they!"

"Now, Athena," Salik began standing up.  "It couldn't have been 
Starbuck raping you.  There must be some other explanation.  Commander 
Adama wouldn't lie about a thing like that!"

"For his precious Starbuck who he shares with my darling brother, the 
apple of his eye?  Of course he would!" Athena returned, rising so 
suddenly she toppled the chair.  "Well, someone is going to pay for 
this!  And pay dearly!"  She ran out of the office before either Salik 
or Rigel could stop her.

Rigel looked at Dr. Salik and shrugged helplessly.  "I'd better go 
after her," she said.

***

In the bowels of the ship, Uri was cackling happily as he listened in 
using one of the devices his spies had planted throughout the ship.  
"Well, my stupid baby brother did one thing right.  Shooting Starbuck's 
semen into Adama's little Princess worked after all, even if Starbuck 
won't be convicted of rape.  It looks like Athena will do my dirty work 
now.  I can just sit back and watch.  Who knows, the pretty little 
slave may well come back down here to hide again.  And if he does, this 
time he *won't* get away!"  His maniacal laughter echoed through the 
Pit, frightening the denizens of that gloomy place.

To be continued ... ???

*****

Well now that you have all had the chance to read Rita`s part, here is 
my next part. Do you know which one is the dream yet?

Betty

Note: Please don't get to mad at me for what Athena and Cassie do, but 
I just couldn't be that mean to Athena. I like Athena.

*****

Part 90

Athena rushed to the Life Center and almost ploughed Cassie over in her 
rush.

"Ouff... Athena, what's the rush? You look like the hounds of Hades are 
after you."

Athena's words all ran together. "IneedtoknowhowpregnantIam."

"Excuse me, can you repeat that, *slower* this time?" Cassie said.

Taking a deep breath, Athena repeated, "I need to know how pregnant I 
am."

Cassie looked at her strangely. "Well, when did you last cycle?"

"I can't remember!" Athena wailed as she burst into tears.

"Ok...why don't we get you into a room and I'll do a scan of you and 
see how old this baby is? Who's the lucky man?" Cassie smiled.

"Oooooooooohhhhhhhh I thought it was Starbuck, but that was only a 
secton ago...(sniff, sniff)... I think it's Hector's!"

Cassie gasped. "Oh Lord... ok, we can work this out, I'm sure."

"But how? The Council won't allow anyone to end a pregnancy."

"Hey, you're forgetting what I used to do. Believe me, Athena, I know 
how to take care of this, and no one will know."

Athena calmed down at that, wondering just what Cassie knew.

*****

Apollo turned to look at Starbuck, a smirk on his face. "Now that 
should teach her."

"Apollo, do you realize who got her pregnant and how?"

Apollo's smirk turned into a frown. "Oh Lord, Hector. Oh I've got to 
make this up to her somehow."

"You got that right."

*****

Cassie finished doing the scan, but didn't put the findings into the 
computer. "Ok, you're about a sectar and half along, so that means it 
is Hector's."

"Great! Now what do I do?" Athena wailed again, as Rigel entered the 
exam room with Athena's calendar.

"Don't worry Athena, I'm off duty now, we'll go to my place and have 
some tea."

"Tea, what good is tea going to do her?" Rigel asked.

Cassie first looked Rigel, then Athena in the eye as she said, "Don't 
ask too many questions, not here. I'll explain in my quarters." Cassie 
then opened the door slowly and peeked outside. Seeing that no one was 
around she motioned for the other two girls to follow. They walked 
silently to Cassia's quarters, but once inside Athena demanded to know 
what was so important about tea.

"It's a special tea I learned about during my training as a socialator; 
all you do is drink one cup, go to bed, and in the morning you're no 
longer pregnant."

"Cassie, you're wonderful," Athena said as she threw her arms around 
Cassie's neck and gave her a big hug. "Now let's make that tea."

*****

Over on the Rising Star, Uri and Dr. Imp were each enjoying a tall 
glass of Ambrosia. "Well, Imp, it seems my revenge on Adama will be 
seen after all; imagine: his only daughter is having my brother's 
baby."

"Yes and I overheard her talking with the other girl, they think 
Starbuck is the father, and they believe Starbuck is Commander Adama's 
son."

"Oh this is so wonderful. Now I'll have to get hold of Celt and tell 
him to get Cruella back over here immediately."

"Oh that won't be possible Uri; you see Celt took her to the Ursus for 
that big festival over there, I forget what they called it, but the 
last I saw her she was being accused of being a witch. I high-tailed it 
out of there as soon as Athena's little girlfriend pointed her out. I 
could hear the woman screaming something as I ran towards the launch 
bay, but I couldn't make out what she was saying, probably begging for 
her life. I'm sure the woman is dead now."

"Yes, the people of the Ursus are mad; oh well, saves me from having to 
eliminate her. The woman might have talked, or tried to blackmail me. 
Now what about Tigh, where did he get to?"

"Hmf... that little weasel, he was going after Captain Apollo, I think 
it would be safe to say that he's in the Galactica's brig, awaiting 
execution."

"Perfect, but he may talk and tell them where I am. I'll have to move. 
Tonight."

*****

Part 91

The next morning Athena woke up feeling a little crampy and a wetness 
between her legs. Lifting the blanket she saw why. "YES! Cassie's 
special tea worked. Thank you Cassie, hahahahaha. I never thought I 
would say that."

She jumped out of bed and hit the turbo-wash, this was going to be a 
good day. After drying and dressing, she commed Cassie with the good 
news.

"That's great. Now come into the Life Center and I'll put into your 
records that you had a miscarriage, that way the doctor on the Rising 
Star won't be able to cause any trouble."

"Won't someone get suspicious?"

"Why? You were distraught, very upset, I saw that for myself last night 
when we had tea together; and Rigel was there - she can testify to that 
as well, right?"

"Right." Athena smiled. The door chimed and the girls had to cut their 
discussion short. Athena opened the door and looked into her brother's 
eyes. "Apollo, oh good. Can you take me to the
Life Center, please? I think I lost the baby."

Apollo looked shocked. "What? I'm sorry."

"I'm not," Athena said as walked by her very stunned brother, and 
headed in the direction of the bridge, her words and intentions 
momentarily forgotten.

"Wait Athena where are you going? You can't go on duty today. You 
should go to the Life Center." Apollo was shocked Athena would even 
think of going on duty.

"Oh yeah, I wasn't thinking. Thanks Apollo, I'll do that." Athena 
turned in the other direction, completely forgetting that she had asked 
Apollo to accompany her.

Apollo just started at his departing sister, thinking she must have 
gone crazy.

*****

On the bridge, Apollo pulled Starbuck aside and told him what happened.

"She lost it, just like that? You're kidding."

"That's what she said, I sent her to the Life Center. She was going to 
come here."

"Ok, I'll log her as on sick leave, I'm sure Salik or Cassie will let 
me know how long she has to be off."

The two were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice 
that Omega had silently positioned himself so he could hear every word, 
and was now smiling evilly to himself and planning his next move.

*****

"Are you done yet?" Bojay called to Sheba.

"I think so. I hope so," Sheba moaned.

"Good, now hurry up and get dressed. I'm taking you to the Life Center 
to see what's wrong; this the fourth morning in a row you've been sick. 
Something is definitely wrong with you."

"Oh all right I'll go." Sheba was sure she knew the reason, but had no 
idea if it was Bojay or Omega who had done it.

*****

"Well Athena, I want you to stay here for the day, just to make sure 
you're all right and your miscarriage is complete. Sometimes a D & C 
has to be done after this happens." Dr. Salik was
saying.

"Ok great, I can use the extra rest, I am a bit tired." Athena smiled.

"You don't seem to be too upset; most woman are."

"I got pregnant when I was raped; no I'm not upset about this," Athena 
replied matter-of-factly.

"I...ah...understand....I think," Salik stuttered.

Athena just sighed. "Men are so dense."

*****

Part 92

Sheba slowly redressed. Dr. Salik had confirmed her suspicions. She was 
a sectar and half pregnant. Bojay was ecstatic; he was jumping up and 
down and yelling about being a daddy. Sheba, however, felt miserable 
and trapped. This baby would ruin all her plans; there was no way she 
would get Apollo away from Starbuck now. And who was the baby's father? 
Bojay or Omega? She had been with both, but couldn't tell anyone that, 
especially Bojay. Omega would tell everyone that
she purposely taunted Uri into beating her that badly. She would be 
disgraced in front of
everyone. Then she would be stuck with this baby on her own. She was 
going to have to play along with this.

Cassie waited for Sheba to come out of the examination room. Should she 
use the tea again, so soon? If she did people would start to wonder 
what was going on and why there were suddenly two
miscarriages in a row. Bojay was a problem as well. He would be 
devastated if she gave Sheba the tea. But was Bojay the father? They 
had to find that out first.

*****

Omega went through his daily duties with an evil grin on his face. When 
Starbuck asked him what was so funny, he just smiled and said it was a 
secret. That piqued Starbuck's curiosity. 'Now
what kind of secrets does Omega have? Does he have a woman no one knows 
about? Or a man? Hmm I
wonder which way he swings. I've never seen him with anyone.'

His thoughts were interrupted by the Commander "Starbuck, Chameleon is 
down in the landing bay. He claims he has the proof we need that 
Cruella was lying. I'm guessing he hasn't heard what
happened on the Ursus, and I know Cruella's confession hasn't gotten 
out. Go down and meet him; take Apollo with you. Hopefully we can end 
this once and for all."

Starbuck just nodded. He had a few questions for Chameleon himself.

*****

Down in the brig, Celt had just finished answering all the Opposer's 
questions and was told he would receive a suspended sentence because of 
his co-operation. Tigh had informed Adama of Uri's
whereabouts, but unfortunately the man was gone by the time Security 
arrived to arrest him. Now Celt was asking about Cruella. He was 
worried about her; she didn't deserve this fate. The opposer knew that 
Adama and Starbuck had dropped all charges against her, both feeling 
that
what had happened was so horrendous that she had been punished enough. 
Checking with the Life
Center, he learned of her injuries, and that she would need constant 
care for the rest of her life. He decided it was the perfect sentence 
for Celt; he would be her caregiver. That suited Celt just fine; he had 
grown attached to the woman.

*****

On the way down to the landing bay Starbuck asked Apollo, "Um, 'Pol, do 
you know what way Omega swings?"

"*What*, why do want to know that? Do you have a thing for him?" Apollo 
snapped.

"No, I do not have a 'thing' for him. I was just wondering. I mean I 
saw the way he was grinning today, and I just thought it was 
about...somebody, but I've never seen him with anyone, have you?"

Apollo thought for centon. "No, I've never seen him with anyone 
socially. Hmm, maybe he has a secret lover."

"We should find out, follow him, spy on him."

"*Starbuck*! We can't do that - think of the trouble we'd get into."

"Aww, come on Apollo, where's your sense of adventure?"

Apollo didn't answer. The lift doors had opened and he pushed Starbuck 
out, into the waiting arms of Chameleon.

"Starbuck...I'm so glad to see you; that woman was lying I have the 
proof right here. I'm sorry I didn't tell you but..."

"Hey, it's ok. Cassie explained it to me, but what I want to know is 
what my mother's name was, what she looked like, and just when in Hades 
is my birthday?"

*****

Part 93

Chameleon was put off guard. He had expected Starbuck to be angry with 
him for not telling him the truth from the start. Instead he just 
wanted answers about his past. Well that was to be expected he thought, 
after all the boy didn't know anything about his family. Apollo came to 
his rescue.

"Starbuck calm down, let the man breathe. Why don't we all go out for 
dinner tonight on the Rising Star? We can talk during our meal and then 
go to the lounge for some dancing. How's that sound?"

"That sounds good to me. Would that be alright with Starbuck? Then I 
can tell you all about your mother and about you too, of course," 
Chameleon stuttered.

"Well...alright, I`ll wait, but you gotta tell me tonight. I'm not 
letting you out of it," Starbuck snapped.

Apollo sighed and shook his head as they guided Chameleon to the 
security office so he could show them his proof of paternity. Starbuck 
couldn't wipe the smile off his face, he was going to get all the 
answers he wanted.

*****

Bojay skipped down the hall to the bridge and right up to the 
Commander.

"Sir, I'm sorry but Sheba can't fly no more. She's gonna have my baby! 
A baby! A baby! I'm gonna have a baby!"

"*Lieutenant* that is no way to behave on the bridge, now calm yourself 
down man. I`ll have her removed from flight duty immediately and placed 
on bridge duty, and Bojay, congratulations, you're a lucky man." Adama 
shook Bojay's hand and then silently watched the man skip off the 
bridge. So absorbed was he in Bojay's antics, that he didn't see the 
look of horror on Omega's face or have a chance to wonder the reason 
for it.

*****

Uri inspected his new quarters aboard the Ursus, he was not impressed.

"Imp, why did you bring me to this rust hulk of a ship? It's dark, damp 
and it stinks. The corridors smell like a sewer system. Don't the 
people on board this barge know how to use the turbo-flushes?"

"Unfortunately Sire, most of them don't have any in their quarters, 
they are forced to use buckets, and then they dump the buckets in the 
corridors. Most uncivilized," Imp replied.

"Then why did you bring me here? I can't stand filth," Uri snapped.

"Because it was the only place I could find on such short notice. As 
soon as I can find you a better place I`ll let you know, but you cannot 
go back to the Rising Star. Tigh can recognize you."

"Then find a way to do away with the little worm, or give me more 
surgery, change my face again."

Imp just rolled his eyes, he may have to do away with Uri if this kept 
up.

*****

Tigh didn't exactly love his new job, but he did enjoy ordering around 
the crew Especially the guards that had taunted him during his last 
stay in the brig. Now he was sitting here taking Chameleon's statement 
and trying to get Starbuck to look at him. If the young man would at 
least look at him he could apologize to him. Then there was Apollo. If 
looks could kill, Tigh would be space garbage right now.

"Okay Chameleon, just let me copy these papers and I`ll give them right 
back." Tigh smiled at Chameleon.

Once that was done, Starbuck grabbed Chameleon's arms and pulled his 
father out of there.

"Starbuck what's wrong? Why did I feel so much hostility in that room, 
and why are you colonel instead of Tigh?"

When Starbuck didn't answer Apollo said, "Colonel Tigh broke the law, 
as punishment he was reduced to Security Chief. That's all we can say."

Starbuck looked at Apollo and smiled as he mouthed 'thank you'. 
Chameleon knew they were keeping something from him, but decided not to 
push, Starbuck would tell him if he wanted to.

*****

Sheba lay on her bed and cried. Cassie had told her she had to wait a 
few sectons to find out who the baby's father was. Now Salik had booked 
her for a ultrasound. He said she was really too big for the stage of 
pregnancy she was in and wanted to see if she had one or two babies in 
there.

"Great, he thinks I have twins. Could it get any worse?" She wailed to 
the four walls.

"Well well my dear, we all have to pay the piper you know." She heard 
Omega say from the doorway.

"What do you want? Why don't you just leave me alone?"

"Now now, is that any way to talk to the man who could be your baby's 
father, or is that babies as in the plural?" Omega snickered.

"You are evil, Omega. You know that."

"Yes, I do, but I came to tell you Sheba, your going to have to get the 
test done to see who the father is. We can arrange that it be done in 
secret so Bojay never knows, but Sheba no matter what the outcome, 
Bojay is the father. Do you understand me?"

"Don't worry I will never tell him about you. I wouldn't dare."

"Yes, I know. He would throw you out with out a microns notice, or 
thought. Poor poor Sheba, what would you do then?" Omega laughed 
wickedly as he turned and left.

*****

Part 94

Apollo had reserved a private dinning room so he and Starbuck could 
speak to Chameleon in private. Then he had to get Starbuck to calm 
down. As soon as their duty shift finished Starbuck was at him to hurry 
up and dress so they could go. Apollo had to actually strip Starbuck 
down and pull him into the turbo-wash to clean off the days grime. 
Starbuck even fought that, claiming they didn't have time. Now they 
were sitting here at the table and Starbuck was as excited as a five 
yahren old.

"So tell me now what was her name? What did she look when was I born?" 
he asked Chameleon in one
breath.

"Starbuck, please calm down. He can only answer one question at a 
time." Apollo even felt like he was dealing with a child.

"It's alright, Apollo. I understand why he's so excited," Chameleon 
said in a calm voice. Turning to Starbuck he said, "Your mother's name 
was Gabrielle, and we named you after her. Your real mane is Gabriel. 
She was only 18 when you were born. In fact, you were born on her 
birthday, the 1st day of the third sectar..."

"That's only four sectons from now. How old am I gonna be?" Starbuck 
shouted.

"Starbuck, let him finish." Apollo sighed loudly.

"It's alright, Apollo. Starbuck, you will be 30 on your next birthday."

"No way...I'm not that old, I'm only 25." Starbuck pouted.

"If your father says your 30, then your 30, which makes you a yahren 
older than me. Plus my birthday is the 21st day of the 5th month, so it 
looks like our birthdays crush Cruella`s, or I should say Uri`s evil 
plans. There's no way she was pregnant with you at the same time my 
mother was with me."

"I don't wanna be older than you." Starbuck whined.

Chameleon cleared his throat before saying, "There's nothing you can do 
about it, you can't change the date of your birth."

"Fine, but you didn't tell me what she looked like."

"She looked like you, or I should say you look like her. Just look in 
the mirror and imagine yourself as a woman, that's what she looked 
like. She was the most beautiful woman I ever saw, I've never seen 
another that matched her."

Chuckling Apollo said, "Maybe something like what you looked like the 
other night at the festival when Cassie helped me doll you all up like 
a woman. You should have seen him Chameleon, he was a real knockout."

Starbuck scowled at Apollo when he promised Chameleon he would give him 
a picture once they were developed.

*****

Omega rewound the tape and played it once more. The smile on his face 
was incredibly wicked. Cassie was completely unaware of the cameras and 
microphones he had placed in her quarters only a secton ago. He had 
tapes of her undressing in her bed room, taking a turbo-wash, 
masturbating, playing her little Master/slave games with Salik, but the 
one he watching and listening to now was his most cherished. With this 
one he would have dear Adama's daughter in the palm of his hand. His 
evil grin grew wider as he imagined all the things she would do to keep 
her secret from getting out.

"Oh Athena, you bad girl. Now what would the authorities say if they 
knew you had brought about your own miscarriage in such a devious way? 
And Cassie, my dear, how dare you help her out by giving her that tea? 
Oh, this I'm going to enjoy."

Omega slept well that night.

*****

Athena lay in her own bed. Salik had released her only a centar ago and 
she was glad to be out of that Life Center. But now she was starting to 
feel depressed.

"I shouldn't have done it. I should not have drank that damn tea, it 
was wrong and I knew it. It could have been Starbuck's baby, I could 
have waited and done a DNA test later on and then given the baby up for 
adoption if it had been Hector's. No one would have blamed me for not 
keeping it. But I couldn't do that, so I killed it. Now I'm a 
murderer."

Athena cried herself to sleep that night.

*****

Chameleon sat and watched Apollo and Starbuck on the dance floor, 
pitying Apollo for his two left feet. He would have to give that son in 
law of his some dancing lessons.

"Well at least he can do a few slow dances, but oh his style is bad," 
he said to himself. Then his thoughts were interrupted by a sweet 
feminine voice.

"Chameleon, is that you?"

Turning around to look at the owner of the voice Chameleon griped the 
back of chair so hard his fingers turned white.

"My Lord, it's you... you're alive!"

*****

To be contintued...


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