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Power Rangers belongs to Haim Saban, Fox Kids, and Disney. I only own the plot. The Astro Rangers will be making sporadic appearances for awhile, since I have an idea of how I went this to go, but haven't quite worked out all of the details.

To Jason's surprise, he wasn't put to work that night. Instead, Astronema just kept him in his room. What's she playing at? he wondered. Was it a form of torture? Make a slave feel secure enough to let their guard down and then make her move? Jason shook his head. It didn't matter. He was the slave and she was his Mistress. She could do whatever she wanted. I might as well go to sleep. I'm sure Mistress will have me up early, he thought. Then, he began lifting up his shirt. He hissed in pain. Apparently, he had been knocked around harder than he thought during the ship's skirmish. Carefully, he continued his task. Finally, the item was off, revealing various crisscrossing slashes, burns, and other marks. His chest was similarly adorned. Looking down, he saw that he was right: he had been knocked around a bit. Oh, well. It's not like Mistress will care as long as I can work, he reminded himself. Then he lay on the floor and closed his eyes. It had seemed like had just done so when there were footsteps at his door. Immediately, Jason was on his feet, fully clothed. The door opened to reveal Astronema.

"You're going to be on cleanup duty. Let's go.' With that, he followed her. Cleanup duty turned out to be pretty much just busy work and not very hard. But it got annoying when some of her other henchmen would deliberately leave things out. But he was smart enough not to complain. Presently, his stomach growled and he gritted his teeth. Ignore it, he told himself. He'd get food only if his Mistress allowed it. Pushing the feeling of hunger aside, Jason continued his assignment. Suddenly, he heard a strangled scream. Unable to hide his surprise, he jumped and turned. The scream came again followed by a strange roar. Two Quantrons looked at each other, but said nothing. Okay, note to self: don't end up like that guy, Jason thought. Then, he returned his attention back to what he had been told to do. At the end of the day, Jason went back to his room, turning in early and getting up early. This pattern continued for several weeks, with each day finding Jason completing a new task. Each day, as he did as his Mistress commanded. Throughout all of this, Jason couldn't help sneaking quick glances at her. Man, why am I acting this way around her? She's a Mistress and I'm a slave, he thought. It didn't make sense. He couldn't be attracted to her. He mentally shook his head. It had to have been side effects from serving under Mistress Divatox. He was probably confused because of what she had put him through. Either that or there was something weird in the food and drinks she allowed him to have. Astronema glanced at her slave, and then quickly turned her eyes. What's wrong with me? How can I be falling for a slave? I'm the Princess of Evil, she reminded herself. She was being groomed by Dark Specter to some day take his place. She didn't have time for a paltry romance. And even if she did, it certainly wouldn't be with a slave she had bought. However, as the weeks went by, she was dismayed to realize that the feelings were still there, and that by the looks of things, they weren't just one-sided. Her slave was attracted to her as well. Seeing his Mistress watching him, Jason quickly lowered his gaze and went back to work, polishing a Quantron's spear. Suddenly, he was shocked from behind. Surprised, he stumbled, bumping into a Quantron. The minion grabbed him and threw him against the wall. Jason gritted his teeth in pain, but otherwise did nothing. The creature that had shocked him laughed heartily. The slave was going to get it. Two Quantrons held Jason as the one he bumped into took the spear that had dropped to the ground and then jammed it into his shoulder. Unable to stop himself, he let out a grunt of pain. The spear was then slowly inched out. Please…please let me pass out, he silently begged as he dropped to his knees in pain.

"What is going on here?" a voice demanded. The Quantrons stood at attention as their leader approached them. "Shocktron, what happened?" she demanded.

"The slave got clumsy and fell on a Quantron. They were just giving him his punishment," Shocktron responded. Huffing, she pushed past her subjects and then knelt down in front of her slave.

"Brace yourself. This is going to hurt." Jason curled his hands into fists as she pulled the spear out. With a cry, he toppled to the ground.

"Quantrons! Get him to the infirmary! Now!" A group of the soldiers quickly did as they were told. Then, turning to some of the other robots, "And as for Shocktron…put him in with Scruddly." He was grabbed and dragged off. A terrible smile grew on Astronema's face as she heard the growls of her pet followed by anguished screams. In the infirmary, Jason had gotten his wound cleaned and disinfected. However, the main problem was getting him to stay there.

"Will you lie down?" Ecliptor requested, once again pushing him down.

"What about work, Master?" Jason queried.

"Ecliptor," the thing corrected. Jason just looked at him in confusion. Why doesn't he want me getting back to work? I'm not that injured, he thought to himself. Just then they heard footsteps and Jason immediately began to rise.

"Relax. You're injured," Astronema told him.

"Mistress?" he asked in confusion.

"Ecliptor, leave us," she ordered. He did so. Jason lay waiting, eyes down. So that was it. She wanted to torture him in private. That must've been how she got her kicks.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Surprised at the question, he fought to keep his eyes lowered. Why was she asking him that? She was his Mistress. He knew she didn't really care.

"Yes, Mistress," was all he said.

"Look at me."

"Mistress?"

"Look at me." Slowly, Jason did as he was told. Okay, this is getting weird, he thought. "You have nice eyes." 'You have nice eyes'? What is wrong with you? Don't be so nice! You just came in to make sure he can work tomorrow, she reminded herself.

"I---I should get back to work." Once again, Jason started to get up, but Astronema intercepted him by putting her hands on his shoulders. For a moment, they stared at each other. Then, they leaned in towards each other and kissed. Almost immediately, Jason pulled away and cast his eyes downward.

"Forgive me, Mistress. I don't know what came over me," he said.

"Probably the same thing that came over me," she responded, grabbing his chin and forcing it up. To his surprise, he saw actual longing in her eyes, and not just the lust Mistress Divatox usually had. She pushed him down gently; taking note of his injured shoulder, and then, started kissing his neck. Jason moaned and let his hands roam around his Mistresses' body. She leaned in close, letting her hair tickle his chest. He moaned as she placed one of her legs in between his and then seductively moved her leg upward. Feeling his body becoming aroused, Jason stiffened. Would he have to wait for her command? Noticing his change in demeanor, she looked at him.

"What is it?" Then, looking down, she noticed the arousal in his jeans. "Oh. Guess I'm doing something right." After unbuttoning his pants and moving them slightly downward, she kissed him again, letting her fingers tease his abs. He keened, trying to wait for the order to release. "Been driving me crazy. Can only think about you. Even when fighting the Rangers." Each statement was punctuated with a kiss. He placed a hand on her thigh and stroked it, causing her to moan deeply. That pleases her. I'll have to---the rest of his thought was cut off as she grinded her hips into him. He moaned again as she repeated her action, moving faster.

"Please, Mistress?" She slowed at his begging tone.

"What?" Why did he sound like that?

"I need to…" She froze, what he was asking finally clicking in her head.

'You never need to ask me. Let it go." At that, she felt his climax and cried out in ecstasy. Then, she collapsed on top of him. He winced slightly. "Oh! Your shoulder. Sorry." Jason said nothing, waiting for a command of some sort. "What's your name?"

"Mistress?"

"Your name. What is your name?"

"Before the enslavement, my friends called me 'Jason'."

"Jason." Astronema liked how the name sounded on her lips. "Well, then, Jason. Get some rest. If you're up to it tomorrow, I'll put you back to work." With that, she gave him another kiss, and then walked out; leaving a befuddled Jason wondering what the heck had just happened.