Shaggy lay in bed, Madelyn was curled up asleep on one side of him, Velma lay on the other sleepily tracing her fingers over his torso.

"Zoinks," said Shaggy softly.

"You haven't said that in a while."

"Like, well what can I say?"

The pitch of Shaggy's voice crept higher as Velma's hand went lower and began to stroke him. She played with him for a while till she was satisfied he was ready for another round then climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. Velma glanced at her sleeping sister "She who snoozes, looses," she smiled to herself as she guided Shaggy inside her. Velma closed her eyes, her head went back as a sense of satisfying fullness filled her loins...

It was dawn when they all finally awoke. None of them were in a hurry to get out of bed; they waited for the sun to come up and begin to warm the room before there was any real movement.

"So why the different kinds of ownership marks?" Madelyn yawned and rolled on her front, resting her head in her hands.

"Man, the scroll wasn't that clear, I guess levels of ownership or something like that."

"Possibly, we should add that to our library search," Velma sat up and scratched her head "I suppose neither of you found a shower, hot-tub or the like yesterday."

Madelyn shook her head "Now you mention it I do feel like I need a bath."

"Like we have soap, I think, we could heat up some water to wash in then we could take turns in having a swim in the fountain, I think it's big enough if you go goldfish style."

"Goldfish style?" said Madelyn.

"Round in circles," Shaggy waved his hands in the air as he spoke.

Shaggy and Scooby were sunning themselves on opposite towers while Madelyn and Velma swam, the laughs and general playful sounds coming from the courtyard were all good to hear and Shaggy found himself less troubled by his role now things had been sorted out between him and the sisters. Of course if they ever got back to Earth they'd have a lot of explaining to do, he decided he'd leave that to Velma and her near inexhaustible supply of big words. Shaggy looked up at the sound of his name. Madelyn was standing in the pool arms folded under her chest. Velma was swimming, she rolled onto her side to wave at him, missed her stroke and went under for a few seconds, she emerged coughing and spluttering.

"We're done Shag, we'll be up to swap places with you and Scooby," said Madelyn

"Yep we are most definitely done here," spluttered Velma heading to the edge to find the closest thing they could find to towels.

"Zoinks! Why didn't you say the water as so cold?" Shaggy complained as he got in the fountain.

"It's only cold because you've been in the sun," said Velma as she dried her hair "and that sun is going to be soooo warm for us."

"Yeah, come on Shag man up and put your back into it." Madelyn knelt down to dry her toes and looked up at her sister "Vel, turn around…. The marks are fading already."

"Let me see… Madds' right, you'll need to tattoo the marks on us Shag, the markers just won't last." Velma knelt down looked at the marks on Madelyn.

"Yeah, guess the markers weren't as magic as we'd hoped." Shaggy rested his arms on the side of the fountain.

"Well before we do, let's get something to eat then find out what the marks mean," said Madelyn looking over her shoulder.

"Like that means letting Vel loose in the library."

"I know, but it's a risk we'll have to take," replied Madelyn as Velma stuck her tongue out at the pair of them.

Velma's hand shot up from under a pile of books and scrolls "Found it!"

"So, what does it mean, what do we need to do?" said Madelyn.

"We were right of sorts; it is about levels of ownership and by implication, access."

"Here we go again," Madelyn sighed.

"It's more complex than that Madds. Scooby?" A scroll flew out from under the pile; Scooby caught it in his mouth and brought it to Shaggy and Madelyn "I've written it on the scroll. Buttocks only, with no other marks or modifiers is the default mark that all slaves have, it potentially means they are open to open to all comers."

"I am not open to all comers!" Madelyn protested.

"Same here" replied Velma "but there isn't the detail on what the modifiers are, well not enough that we could safely replicate it. It seems that tattooing and branding is not as fashionable as it once was."

"Like what's next?" he could hear Velma's finger moving over the text, whispering to herself as she translated it into English.

"Right, under breasts means a family slave with access limited to family members or, if I read this correctly, other members of the household including other slaves of that rank or higher."

"Rank?"

"Yeah, there are all kinds of ranks based on duties, owner, skills… hmm some are de facto free if still de jure slaves…. ahhh there's reference to more information about ranks in a standard scroll… ohhhh a scroll that we've got somewhere!" There was the sound of Velma beginning to hunt through papers and books.

"Like Velma stay on target; stay on target!"

"She's switched off her targeting computer!"

"Ha, ha, ha, this could be useful for later. As I was saying, down there means personally owned; access is only for the owner or others with owner's written permission or slaves of the same rank or higher but they must be of the same house. There's a whole pile of law and custom around this."

"Vel, does that apply to male slaves as well?"

"Yes, but in that case the tattoo has to be on the skin around the base of his member."

"Around?"

"Yeah, well they'd have to use tiny writing if it went anywhere else!"

Madelyn wiggled her little finger and pretended to write "They'd have to write in a spiral."

Shaggy sat back and watched the sisters laugh themselves senseless. Scooby touched Shaggy's knee with his paw.

"Like, I've never seen them before either." Shaggy went to get the necessary equipment while Scooby wandered off to find a paper bag; one of the sisters was bound to hyperventilate sooner or later.

They reconvened in their bedroom, by then the sisters had mostly calmed down but he could tell that it wouldn't take much to set them off again.

"Like are you two up to this right now?"

"Better, better use the posture control, we're still a bit giggly," said Madelyn.

"Not to mention ticklish. Have you got what you need?"

"Like, I think so. I've cleaned it all with soap then put it in boiling water to finish it off." He showed them some simple tattooing needles, coloured ink, a razor, a brush and some soap.

"You shaving your goatee off?" said Madelyn.

Velma coughed "It's not his goatee that needs shaving Madds." Madelyn blushed when she understood what Velma was saying.

"Quite, still I'm not convinced there is another way. Better get this over and done with." Velma removed her clothes and lay on the bed, she shuffled to the edge of the bed, bent her knees then reached down he held her ankles. Madelyn did the same. Both moved around till they were comfortable as they could be.

"OK Shag, I can't hold this position for long," said Madelyn.

"Me neither, time to use the posture control."

"And freeze." Shaggy pushed the button on the control and both girls froze in position "you both ok?" there was silence "oh yeah, we wired the gags in as well."

Shaggy didn't want to do this to the sisters; he knew from the time his grandmother had tried to teach him sewing just how much needles hurt. Then an idea hit him.

"As your master I command that you enjoy every moment of this, in fact like any pain you feel will only add to the pleasure."

"Like and as your master I know you're going to like this, especially you Vel."

Shaggy took some rope then proceeded to frog tie their legs in place then bound their wrists to their ankles, unnecessary but from the quickening of their breathing and hardening of their nipples, welcome. He also like the appearance, he stood back to admire his work, and the view.

"Emm like, can I take advantage of you two while you're like this, a long breath out for yes, lots of short breaths out for no." There were two long breaths outs. Even in this alien world consent was important to him, back in the city, if it was a matter of life-or-death things may have been different but there was no such urgency here. They may be his slaves, and they were now living together as a threesome, but he doubted he could live with himself if he felt he had violated their consent here. But now he had it, he was going to enjoy himself.

He gently stroked Madelyn, feeling her innards quiver as he did so. He worked the soap into a lather then gently massaged it in, teasing her as he did. He smiled as he felt her orgasm; this was going to be a fun few hours.

Shaggy split his time between tormenting, teasing and pleasuring the sisters to careful and meticulous tattooing in silence. He'd aced every art class he'd ever took so getting it right was a matter of professional pride, as their owner and as an artist. After Shaggy had finished tattooing he climbed on the bed, to the sisters surprise he gagged and blindfolded them both then removed the posture control. Then he took his pleasure with them, repeatedly making love to both of them till they were all completely spent. As soon as he untied them Madelyn and Velma immediacy curled up together and fell asleep. Shaggy didn't mind, it was time for him and Scooby to tend to Norm then to do some pottering about the place till meal time.

That evening they sat around a fire in the courtyard eating their evening meal. The sisters sat on furs at Shaggy's feet, he hadn't asked them to do so; he'd even asked if they'd rather sit up. Both refused, saying it felt better on the floor.

"Like, but?"

"Shaggy, here I can sit on the floor at your feet because I want to, out there I have to," said Madelyn, Velma nodded.

"It feels appropriate to do this now, tomorrow may be different, but now this is where we want to be." Velma concluded.

"Like OK," he reached down and stroked their hair "I won't ask again, you're free to sit where you want to sit."

"Thanks Shag," Madelyn looked up and smiled at him. Both sisters had the warm and fuzzy feeling that comes from having a partner who truly understood. By giving them freedom they could be as submissive as they desired.

They continued to eat their food; while the others talked Velma gazed at the flames in silence, fascinated by their blue-green colour. There was a tingly feeling in her brain at what she was seeing.

"Like Vel, you've been quiet for a while now," said Shaggy.

"There's something odd about these flames, they don't look right."

"Beautiful though," said Madelyn.

"What's wrong with them?" said Shaggy.

"Good question, it's the colour. I guess biology is a bit different here."

"Like what's that got to do with it?"

"Well elements burn with different colours, boron burns with a bright green colour, copper is green-blue, scandium is orange."

"So the wood contains a lot of copper?" said Madelyn.

"Yes I suppose it does, jinkies that's it Maddy! The wood contains so much copper that it's conductive, that's how you can get a shock from the pain stick even though it's mostly wood."

"Those gag disks are mostly wood as well."

"Well that does mean the first electricians here are carpenters, wonder if you could build a transistor using different types of wood?"

"Vel but what can we use this for?" Madelyn rested her head on Shaggy's leg.

"Well I think we can us this to our advantage," Velma stroked her chin "this would be useful in any rebellion against Zarquad."

"How?" Madelyn sat up.

"Like I've got it we could invent the internet and that would overthrow Zarquad!"

"Emm I was thinking of simple crystal radios to communicate over distances but I get what you're saying," said Velma.

"Like before we go doing anything like that we need to go into town and get some supplies, we've only got a couple of days' worth left."

"Aside from supplies we need to get hold of examples of their technology so I can analyse it, and find a weakness" said Velma leaning back against Shaggy's leg

"We already have Vel," said Madelyn "The stuff we got at Sor-Su."

"It's a start, but we need more. Shaggy we need to get a couple different types of discipline sticks and see what other slave-control kit is available."

"Like I don't think the town has that kind of market. This is mostly a farming area, but..." Scooby pointed to the map "Scoob's found a trading hub and garrison a couple of day's ride away; that should do the trick."

"Town first, we need to stock up on food big time," said Madelyn.

"We'll have to rig up some saddlebags for Norm and put the cage on its side if we can't remove it, do we still need it? We could carry more stuff if we got rid of it."

Shaggy nodded "Like yeah, you're proper slave, all marked and everything, but check in the books to see if there's anything you can add to make it look like you're more, emm thingy."

"Thingy?"

"Y'know, professional, experienced slave."

"Ohh I get it, back to the library I guess," Velma stretched "but in the morning. I've yet to invent the electric light and all we've," Velma looked up "got, is… the… oh jinkies."

"What is it?" Shaggy stood up and grabbed the closest think he could find as a weapon, ready to defend the sisters." There was nothing there, all he could see were the stars, lots of stars."

"Velma?" Madelyn looked at her sister who was open-mouthed and wide-eyed with wonder.

"Jinkies I know where we are" whispered Velma "we're in one of the Magellanic Clouds, that's our galaxy. It almost makes everything worthwhile."

They stopped and stared in wonder as the Milky Way rose slowly into the sky.