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stargateficrecRec Category: Jack/Daniel
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Category: Slash
Warning: Sex, Non-con, Language
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muck_a_luck
Author's Website: LJ index: http://brainofck.livejournal.com/54980.html
Link: http://brainofck.livejournal.com/150977.html
Why This Must Be Read: Written for the 2006 Jack/Daniel Ficathon. CK's assignment was to write a story in which Jack is sold as a slave to Daniel, with the slave duties continuing after their return to Earth. Oh, and a happy ending. CK's personal goal was to do it without being derivative. She managed very nicely by postulating a mission to a unique society -- very modern, with a "kinder, gentler" slavery that was an integral part of the culture. Yet of course it was disturbing to the Americans and free Jaffa of SG-1, and an anathema when applied to one of their own. Fortunately, or not, the society gives them a technological "assist" for making the adjustment.
CK, as always, deftly treads the line between non-con and mutually enjoyed hot sex, with doses of angst and humor peppering the story.
Disclosure: I betaed this story, which basically consisted of probably one or two minor notes and one shameless plea that was indulged.
Excerpt:
"Meanwhile, I'm advising the General that you and Daniel need adjacent VIP suites and a guard in between. Hopefully, that will let your implants remain in close enough contact not to endanger you, while still protecting you from their influences."
"No way," Jack said forcefully. "I am not staying on this base while this thing fucks with my head. Daniel and I don't need armed guards to protect my honor from him."
"Colonel, you haven't been listening to me. I think the implant is going to make you want to have sex with him. And I think it's going to lower all his inhibitions about taking advantage of you. When these things are fully integrated with your bodies, you are not going to be in control any more."
"So how long will it take? Because seriously, doc, I think I would honestly rather spend the weekend in bed with Daniel than spend it on my hands and knees begging some airman to please let me out so I can service my master. I don't care what influence I'm under, there's no way I could function in this facility again after a scene like that."
Jack watched her closely. He realized that he had rendered her completely speechless.
"Okay," she said slowly. "I hadn't really thought about it like that."
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Category: Slash
Warning: Sex, Non-con, Language
Author on LJ:
muck_a_luckAuthor's Website: LJ index: http://brainofck.livejournal.com/54980.html
Link: http://brainofck.livejournal.com/150977.html
Why This Must Be Read: Written for the 2006 Jack/Daniel Ficathon. CK's assignment was to write a story in which Jack is sold as a slave to Daniel, with the slave duties continuing after their return to Earth. Oh, and a happy ending. CK's personal goal was to do it without being derivative. She managed very nicely by postulating a mission to a unique society -- very modern, with a "kinder, gentler" slavery that was an integral part of the culture. Yet of course it was disturbing to the Americans and free Jaffa of SG-1, and an anathema when applied to one of their own. Fortunately, or not, the society gives them a technological "assist" for making the adjustment.
CK, as always, deftly treads the line between non-con and mutually enjoyed hot sex, with doses of angst and humor peppering the story.
Disclosure: I betaed this story, which basically consisted of probably one or two minor notes and one shameless plea that was indulged.
Excerpt:
"Meanwhile, I'm advising the General that you and Daniel need adjacent VIP suites and a guard in between. Hopefully, that will let your implants remain in close enough contact not to endanger you, while still protecting you from their influences."
"No way," Jack said forcefully. "I am not staying on this base while this thing fucks with my head. Daniel and I don't need armed guards to protect my honor from him."
"Colonel, you haven't been listening to me. I think the implant is going to make you want to have sex with him. And I think it's going to lower all his inhibitions about taking advantage of you. When these things are fully integrated with your bodies, you are not going to be in control any more."
"So how long will it take? Because seriously, doc, I think I would honestly rather spend the weekend in bed with Daniel than spend it on my hands and knees begging some airman to please let me out so I can service my master. I don't care what influence I'm under, there's no way I could function in this facility again after a scene like that."
Jack watched her closely. He realized that he had rendered her completely speechless.
"Okay," she said slowly. "I hadn't really thought about it like that."
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