bradygirl_12 (bradygirl_12) wrote,

Fic: Rainbow's Freedom (Justice Arc) (59/61)

Title: Rainbow’s Freedom (Justice Arc) (59/61)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: (this chapter): Clark/Bruce, Dick/Roy, Barbara Gordon, Selina/Lois/Kathy, Ollie/Dinah, Barry Allen, Hal/Steve/Diana, Arthur Curry, Katar/Shayera, Edmund Caldwell, Blond Slave, Xanther
Series Notes: In the 23rd century, Earth is a technologically-advanced society that practices the ancient institution of slavery. Clark begins training under the Bat and secrets are uncovered as the Abolitionist Movement makes rapid progress with old and new methods. Can Freedom outrace rumors of War as the Galactic Empire rushes headlong to a new future?
The entire series can be found here.
Genres: AU, Drama, Slavefic
Rating: (this chapter): NC-17
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Justice is served.
Date Of Completion (First Draft): November 27, 2011
Date Of Posting: March 7, 2013
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 1603
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Note: The magnificent story cover is by the wonderfully-talented ctbn60. Thanks so much, luv! :)

There is nothing sweeter
Than just desserts.

Alec Brandwell
"Just Desserts"
1976 C.E.



Batman swept into the room followed closely by the Blur. Robin, Speedy and Batgirl remained out in the foyer. They planned to do a thorough inspection of the brand-new headquarters now that it was finally finished. Batman suspected that the rec room would be inspected most of all after viewing the training rooms, conference room, cafeteria, conservatory, lab, Monitor Room and trophy hall.

The quarters for the roster of heroes was cramped because of space concerns, but luckily only those on monitor duty would really need a place to stay.

The conference room held the full roster: himself, Clark, Batwoman, Catwoman, Black Canary, Green Arrrow, the Flash, Green Lantern, Wonder Woman, Aquaman, Hawkman and Hawkgirl. The two non-costumed attendees were Lois and Steve.

“Thank you all for coming,” Batman said as he stood at his place at the table, Clark sitting next to him.

“Our pleasure, Batman,” said Wonder Woman.

He acknowledged her with a nod. “I think it’s time we decided on a name. Is everyone good with nominations and then a vote?” Heads nodded and “Aye!” was heard from more than one attendee.

“I nominate the Justice Society,” said Black Canary.

“Good one, Canary,” said Batman. He wrote the name on the tablet he held and it appeared on the screen mounted on the wall.

“How about Superheroes, Incorporated?” smirked Green Arrow as Black Canary smacked him on the arm.

“Genuine suggestions, please,” Batman said acerbically.

“The Guardians,” Aquaman suggested. Batman wrote that next.

“I nominate the Guild of Heroes,” said Hawkman.

That was added to the list and then Wonder Woman spoke.

& & & & & &

While the meeting took place in the Massachusetts Berkshires, another type of meeting was going on in the finest room of The Silk Stocking, a highly exclusive brothel in Gotham. On the large bed draped in shimmering black silk, Edmund Caldwell hummed to himself as he waited. Already naked, he fingered the gold head of his cane. The owner of the establishment owed him a favor, so he was willing to risk running afoul of the law by allowing Edmund contact with a slave not his own.

Edmund spun various scenarios in his head. He had requested a female this time, preferably a blond. He could put his cane to good use. He was allowed to bruise her and use the cane for penetration as long as he didn’t permanently damage the slut.

He looked at his toys on the nightstand. The nipple clamps would be applied immediately and make the whore’s tits extremely sensitive. He was looking fward to breast play.

The door opened and a vision came into the room. Long, blond hair spilled over the shoulders of the naked slave, a string of glowing green-blue beads draped around her arms and thighs. One glowed in her navel and a glow illuminated between her legs.

“Master,” she said breathily.

Edmund grinned, his cock twitching. “Up on the bed, slut.”

She obeyed, her breasts dangling as she climbed up on the bed. She knelt between his legs as he cupped her buttocks, squeezing brutally. A little moan escaped her and excited him. He lightly bounced her breasts as she widened her legs.

“Would you like to pluck my jewel, Master?” she whispered.

Smirking, Edmund inched his hand up her thigh and felt the warmth of her pussy. He reached in and found the jewel, drawing it out when pain sliced through his arm. “What the fuck?” He quickly drew his hand out of her all the way, his fingers curled into a rictus claw. “What the hell’s this, slut?”

“Your reckoning, Edmund Caldwell.” The blond slid off the bed and snapped her fingers. The door opened and a hulking male in dark-blue leather came in. His skin was light-blue and his hair was a darker shade. “A good specimen, don’t you think?”

The leather-clad alien examined an outraged Edmund. “He’s perfect, my dear.” The alien gently caressed the blond’s stomach.

“Good,” she said briskly. She turned to face Edmund with an evil glint in her eye. “Meet your new Master, scum.”


The alien grinned. “Oh, I’m just a temporary Master. Once we get you on the block, who knows?”

Edmund spat, “You’re crazy! I’m a free-born Human! You can’t enslave me!”

The muscular slaver airily waved his hand, his light-blue skin glinting in the soft lighting. “What does an Orion care about your petty rules? Besides, that only applies to other Humans. Here on Earth you can’t be legally enslaved, but out in the Galaxy you’re fair game. And as I said, an Orion slave trader cares nothing for rules.” He reached for Edmund who defiantly scrambled away off the bed.

“You’re crazy! I’m old and not good for any slave labor. Who would buy me?”

“There are races out there who consider you just a babe in years,” said the Orion. “And you have a high stamina for a Human of your years. I would wager that a slave trainer would use you for demonstration purposes.”

Edmund’s eyes widened, then narrowed. “You’ll never get away with it!”

“Of course we will,” smirked the Orion. “Who will look for you? Your family? If they’re smart, they’ll let you stay missing and get out from under your sadistic clutches. You have no friends, just business acquaintances. They’ll be glad to see you go. And don’t think your slaves wouldn’t praise the heavens.” The Orion’s mobile face was lit with glee, his muscles flexing as he moved.

Edmund was quick for an old man. He brought his cane down on the Orion’s hand. Surprised, the slaver yelped and quickly cut off Edmund’s escape route out of the room. He grabbed Edmund, who aimed a kick at his groin.

“Oh, whore, you’re a feisty one. Someone will like that.” The Orion grabbed Edmund’s wrists, bending him back. “Considering our testes, you won’t mind a little scarring and mutilation, eh?” He pushed the struggling Human against the wall. “Darling, a little help here.”

The blond reached into his pants pocket and produced a hypospray. Edmund yelled for help as she injected his bicep.

“He’s a scrapper. Oh, he’ll fetch a nice price.”

Edmund continued to struggle as the slaver whistled and two similarly-built Orions came into the room and dragged the furious man away.

“Thanks for all your help, dear.” The slaver brushed his lips over the blond’s ear. He slid his fingers between her legs and penetrated her. She moaned as he lifted her upon the bed and climbed on top of her. He presented his cock and she sucked it, pre-cum starting to leak into her mouth. He pulled out and slid his ready cock into her, thrusting hard. She moaned and urged him to go harder, crying out as she climaxed and he came seconds later.

& & & & & &

When the blond woke later, she was pleasantly sore. Her lover was still inside her as he slept on top of her. She could easily roll him off after sliding him off but liked the wantonness of their positions. She was happy to spread her legs for Xanther. She had worked with him in the past. He was useful and had saved several of the Rebels months ago during a perilous mission.

She loathed his profession, but it was no use trying to convince him that he should give up the slave trade. Orions were practically genetically programmed to practice slavery. They were savages at heart and enslaved any race they came across, including their own people. Even Orion royals and nobility were enslaved in their young adulthood before being allowed to rule. The Orion slave trade was Galaxy-famous, and they practiced legal slaving in tandem with the Rigellians, while the illegal slave trade thrived.

The Rigellians were cool and controlled while the Orions were hotheaded and passionate, yet the Orions showed no mercy. Some races were meant to go to war, others to build great civilizations, still others to explore or create great art or literature or amass great wealth.

The Orions were born to enslave.

She ran her fingers through dark-blue hair, aware that if Xanther could manage it, he would happily enslave her, yet wouldn’t because he adhered to the peculiar Orion code of ethics. Double-crossing was okay, but only in certain situations. One did not double-cross a partner.

She smelled his musk as she thought about the tip she had received from an anonymous source, telling her that Caldwell was planning this illegal visit to the brothel. She had traced the call back to Metropolis but couldn’t find out the specific number. No matter. Edmund Caldwell was scum and his fate was a fitting irony. She reached down and picked up Edmund's discarded gold-headed cane.

Kara smiled.

& & & & & &

Back at the heroes’ meeting, the junior heroes excitedly came into he conference room as the meeting came to a close.

“Batman!” Robin said, nearly vibrating with excitement.

“What is it?” Batman asked fondly.

Speedy and Batgirl were just as excited. Robin looked ready to perform a backflip.

“Lex Luthor and Lana Lang were just on TV. They said they had lifted the Hunt Decree on the Roma!”

“That’s wonderful,” Black Canary said. “It’s about time.”

“Truly,” Wonder Woman agreed. “This bodes well for the forces of progressivism.”

Robin couldn’t stop smiling. He couldn’t reveal why he was so happy but everyone simply figured that it was a child’s joy in seeing injustice righted. Batman laid a hand on his shoulder and squeezed while the Blur’s smile was incandescent.

“Things are changing,” Batman murmured.

Tags: aquaman, arthur curry, barbara gordon, barry allen, batgirl, catwoman/lois lane/batwoman, clark kent/bruce wayne, dick grayson/roy harper, edmund caldwell, green arrow/black canary, green lantern/steve trevor/wonder woman, hal jordan/steve trevor/diana prince, hawkman/hawkgirl, jla, justice arc, katar hol/shayera hol, ollie queen/dinah lance, rainbow's freedom, robin/speedy, selina kyle/lois lane/kathy kane, superman/batman, the flash
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