Comfort Cargo

[caela]

"You don't hydrate rations on the downbelow?"

Yasmin watched as the stranger that had bought her picked up the ration and tapped the wall. Suddenly there was a spout where there hadn't been before and he filled the packet with water. She didn't what to expect from the re-hydrated food but it had to taste better then it had as the cardboard she'd eaten. Turning her gaze to him when he was done she couldn't stop herself from rolling her eyes.

"I've never seen those packets until I came here. Even in the pens we had actual food not ration packets and I didn't even know the tap was there since I've never been offworld before either. As it is I might not have hydrated them even if I had known since I was shackled to the bed with way of reaching a bathroom if I'd needed one or even know where one was if I could have reached it."

It was clear she was unhappy as she spoke and that she had to fight to keep her voice even and calm when what she truly wanted to was reach out and smack the idiot in front of her. From what she'd seen so far she wouldn't have trusted him with a dog much less allowed him to purchase a human being. All she could do was hope the other men on the ship (after all hadn't he said something about her earning him money?) would have a few more brain cells in their heads.

"Stand up, turn to face away from me, and put your hands behind your back. Doc wants you to come to him. Give me any trouble along the way and I'll make sure you need more of his services."

This time she didn't roll her eyes. Just cast a glance at the reconstituted ration packet that she now wouldn't get to eat and sighed as she slipped from the bed. Without a word she turned her back to him and put her hands behind her, shivering when the cold metal of the manacles closed on her wrists. Apparently he intended to march her naked through the ship. All she could do was hope that it wasn't too cold and that nothing sharp had fallen on any of the flooring or she'd need more of the doctors services anyway.

 

[Otto26]

'Taking her to Doc is good advertising,' Gibon realized as they moved through the corridors. Crew came out to take a look at Yasmin as they passed by and she was going to be the talk of the ship before the shift meal. When they got to the infirmary he was regretting having taken a direct route.

'I'll take her on the tour after the doc's done with her,' he decided.

Aloud he said, "She's here, Doc."

"Leave her. I'll call you when I'm done," the man replied.

"Make any trouble for the doc and I'll take some of your hide off you slowly," he threatened Yasmin in passing out of the room.

Doc, once Brother-Doctor Timson, walked into the infirmary and examined the patient. Physically she appeared healthy, and very attractive, but she was looking around the room with something more than an idle curiousity. She seemed startled by his appearance and he wondered if she'd ever seen a servant of the One before; the tattoos could startle the uniformed.

"I'm called Doc," he told her. "You're here for a medical exam, acclimation treatment, and fertility suppression treatment. I'll be quick and it will all be painless. Do you have any questions?" he asked as he picked up the remote sensor and moved forward to begin an initial scan.

 

[caela]

"Make any trouble for the doc and I'll take some of your hide off you slowly,"

Waiting until he was gone Yasmin rolled her eyes once more. Why did the man who'd bought her have to be so...so...the only word she could think of was uncouth though she doubted he'd even know what it meant. He didn't strike her as particularly well educated.

Pushing thoughts of him out of her mind she started looking around the sick bay from where she stood. It was well stocked and she wondered if they really had need for some the fancier items about. But being on a ship she supposed it was a better investment to have and not need than to need and not have when it came to medical supplies. She really wished her hands weren't bound behind her back, she wanted a closer look at the supplies she'd have been working with by now if the slaver hadn't snatched her and she'd finished school.

Her thoughts were once more distracted when the doctor himself came in to examine her. He was a surprise. She'd heard of the Brother-Doctors before but had never actually met one and found her first sight of one quite startling. She was tempted to ask what all the markings meant but wasn't sure how he would take such idle curiosity from a slave.

"I'm called Doc," he told her. "You're here for a medical exam, acclimation treatment, and fertility suppression treatment. I'll be quick and it will all be painless. Do you have any questions?"

"I'm Yasmin," she said quietly with just a hint of a smile hovering across her lips. The man was a doctor, here at least was someone who might be able to understand that the brain in her head actually did work for more than just the simple pleasure the moron that bought her seemed to think she was good for.

Or so she hoped.

Looking at the scanner he was going to use her eyes lit up and she couldn't help but to lean forward slightly for a better look, "Oooo, that's the new model! They had just started the adverts for those my last year of med school. I couldn't wait to get ahold..." Realizing she was rambling she quickly snapped her mouth shut and stood up straight once more.

"No, no questions Doc Sir," she said quietly. "I'm familiar with the procedures and won't be any trouble."

 

[Otto26]

'A medical student?' He considered the idea for a moment, then zeroed out the scanner and set it down on the table next to her.

"Have the device do a self-calibration, set it for a simple diagnostic, and scan yourself," he ordered. He didn't bother to wait and see if she complied, but instead went to one of the chillers and extracted a bottle of the brownish green bacterial culture her body would need in order to process the food produced by the ship's environmental eco-system. He walked back to where she was standing.

"Well?"

 

[caela]

"Have the device do a self-calibration, set it for a simple diagnostic, and scan yourself,"

Yasmin grinned at the order and without though grabbed at the device once he'd put it down. It had been months since she'd been able to do anything related to her chose field and now this doctor had ordered her to. Perhaps if she showed him she did have the knowledge she claimed to have she could come down and help out in the sick bay sometimes. She didn't want to lose the knowledge she had worked so hard for just because some slaver had had a lucky day.

She hadn't held a scanner in months but it all came back to her quickly. Granted this was a newer model then she'd worked with but the basics of it hadn't changed and while the doctor was getting something out of the cold storage cabinet she deftly dialed in the self-calibration orders as well as scanning herself with a simple diagnostic. By the time he turned back with whatever he was getting she was reading the information off the scanners screens and her free hand was twitching slightly as her side; wanting something to record the information on.

"Well?"

"No real surprises. Blood pressure, heart rate, breathing, all well within normal parameters for my age and gender. Simple chemical analysis shows no abnormalities in my body chemistry or hormone levels. Basically, I'm as healthy as I look," she reported and handed him back the scanner so he could see the results for himself.

 

[Otto26]

He checked. To do otherwise would have quite literally been contrary to his religious beliefs. The avatar of the One had demanded that everything be questioned, and his disciple Ivar had been even more specific in his dictates regarding medicine. It was exactly as she had said, but he still zeroed out the scanner, calibrated it again, and ran his own scan of her. He grunted approval when he saw they matched.

"Drink this," he ordered, handing her the tube of culture. "Gibon, your owner, would prefer that I lie to you and tell you this is for disease. It's actually a bacterial culture that will allow your body to process the food the ship produces. Every ship has a slightly different eco-system, tuned and calibrated for the people living within it and for monetary, dietary, or cultural reasons. Better than eating rations. When you're done, hop up on the examination table and spread your legs."

He walked over to the nano station and called up the program for the female contraceptive nanos. The station, taking her body mass from the scan, began to produce and program the appropriate nano devices.

 

[caela]

"Drink this," he ordered, handing her the tube of culture. "Gibon, your owner, would prefer that I lie to you and tell you this is for disease. It's actually a bacterial culture that will allow your body to process the food the ship produces. Every ship has a slightly different eco-system, tuned and calibrated for the people living within it and for monetary, dietary, or cultural reasons. Better than eating rations. When you're done, hop up on the examination table and spread your legs."

"Gibon, so that's his name. He hadn't bothered to..." she trailed of, clamping her mouth shut as she realized she was about to criticize the man that owned her and that she didn't know the doctor well enough to do that in front of him yet. For all she knew he'd tell this Gibon anything she said when he returned for her and she really wasn't looking for a beating. Besides she didn't want the doctor to think she was a complainer, if he thought she could be useful she might get to spend time in the sick bay, if he didn't like her though that idea would be nipped in the bud before she could even broach it with him.

Glad he'd told her she'd actually be able to eat something other than rations she downed the tube he'd given her. It tasted foul and her stomach lurched in response to it initially. She kept the rations she'd eaten down however and once her stomach calmed she moved to climb up onto the exam table. She felt no compunction about leaning back and spreading her legs as she'd been instructed, thinking nothing of it when it came to a medical exam.

Turning her head she watched as he set the computer parameters for the nanos that would keep her from getting pregnant.

"Doc," she said almost shyly thinking he'd be done soon and she wouldn't have a chance again to talk to him unless she was sick. "I know it's presumptuous of a slave but do think...would it be possible...what I mean it that before a slaver captured me I was almost done with med school. I worked long and hard for the skills it taught me and if you ever needed help down here, and Gibon would allow it, I'd like to work down here if/when possible," she said it all in a rush not sure how he would take it. It didn't sit well with her to even have to ask it. She'd been born free damnit! She shouldn't even have to ask, she should just be able to offer to help without having to worry that she'd get beaten for it.

 

[Otto26]

The nano station dinged to inform him it was finished and he extracted the small suppository from within and approached her.

"Gibon..." he breathed in what was as close to swearing as he was allowed to approach. He set the suppository down and pulled out a cleansing wipe.

"This will sting for a moment and then the local analgesic will take effect," he informed her. He carefully swabbed her genitals with the wipe, taking care to cover every surface. When he was satisfied with his work he dropped the wipe into a disposal bin and picked up the suppository. Gently spreading her labia he inserted the suppository until it wouldn't go any further and then withdrew his finger.

"That's going to itch a little," he informed her. "Just lay there for a little bit. I'm open to the idea of having you work here, but Gibon is unlikely to approve," he said as he ran his hands under the sanitizer yet again. "You're his dream, you know. He's spent years plotting and saving for you. Not surprising, perhaps, that he feels he has to purchase companionship; he's a foul, little man in many ways. Not evil, I don't think. Certainly he's not cruel for the sake of cruelty but, then, neither is he given to the idea of kindness for the sake of kindness. And he's given to flashes of omniverm shrewdness that border on brilliance. Still, I'll bring the idea up with the Captain."

"Now, Gibon wanted me to tinker with your libido. I refused. Bearing in mind your condition are there any elective procedures you'd like me to perform?"

 

[caela]

Still, I'll bring the idea up with the Captain.

For the first time in months an honest smile curved Yasmin's lips. She couldn't ask for more than the doctor had just offered her, and she had to admit she liked him better for speaking her own thoughts on Gibon. She didn't like the man and thought it appropriate that he was named after a small primate.

"Now, Gibon wanted me to tinker with your libido. I refused. Bearing in mind your condition are there any elective procedures you'd like me to perform?"

"Thank you," she said quietly and offered the doctor a warm smile. She liked this man, he put her at ease and talked to her like she could actually understand what he was saying. After dealing with Gibon, who treated her like an idiot, it was refreshing. "There's nothing I can think of that I want done. My scans say I'm in perfect health and I never could see the point in having things done that didn't need to be. The only thing I would have asked for you've given me already with the culture tube."

It was true to. When she'd been in school it had been trendy to go and do things like having the color of your eyes changed, some people doing it as often ever other week. Some of her friends had also had nanites injected into their scalps allowing them to change their hair color at will. It was an interesting parlor trick but Yasmin liked her hair as it was. No, the only thing she would have asked the doctor for was a culture so that she could eat the ships food and not just those aweful ration packets and he'd done that already.

"Although, I'm not familiar with what life on a ship entails, is there anything you would suggest Doc, Sir?"

 

[Otto26]

"Use your vid screen..." he paused as he noted the growing look of despair in her eyes. "He hasn't shown you how to operate any of the equipment in your room, has he?"

He sighed. "I suppose it could be simple ignorance. Gibon is shipborn. He's never set foot on a planet in his life and it won't have occured to him that other people might live differently."

Doc walked over to the wall and touched a green spot. "Trade 1 standard pictograms. Green button starts the process. This will activate the vid screen." He indicated the Trade 1 pictograms on the screen. "Most of your functions will likely be deactivated, but you've probably got access to the manual. The tutorial will show you how to fold the bunk away, activate the slide out seat, use the shower, and so forth. Be careful with the shower. Water is rationed and if you exceed your allotment and run up a bill Gibon will be upset."

He looked up as the door to the infirmary opened and the Moscatiello twins squeezed into the room.

"Done with her, Doc? Only Gibon says she's ours when you're done with her," Ozumi said.

Izumi nodded, licking his lips slightly in anticipation.

Doc shook his head. "I'm done with her. Find peace with the One, Yasmin."

Izumi took her arm and guided her out into the corridor. "Her bunk?" he asked his brother.

Ozumi nodded. "I don't want to pay another decacred for the privacy."

Izumi grunted his agreement.

"Hey," Hebart called out as they passed a cross corridor, "gonna double-team her?"

"Cert," Izumi called back. "Only cost you docred to watch."

It wasn't far to her room, and Ozumi gently pushed her in ahead of him. He unsealed his suit and began stripping it off.

"Yasmin, that's a nice name," his brother commented as he followed suit.

 

[caela]

"Most of your functions will likely be deactivated, but you've probably got access to the manual. The tutorial will show you how to fold the bunk away, activate the slide out seat, use the shower, and so forth. Be careful with the shower. Water is rationed and if you exceed your allotment and run up a bill Gibon will be upset."

The gratitude in her eyes was clear and she might have said something to thank him but the door to the sick bay opened and her face instantly closed off. Her smile evaporated and her eyes simply went blank. She didn't know what the twins entering the room wanted but the way they leered at her suddenly reminded her of just how very naked and vulnerable she was. It also didn't surprise her when they said they'd come for her.

"I'm done with her. Find peace with the One, Yasmin."

She tried to offer the doctor one last smile but one of the twins was already reaching for her arm to steer her out of the room and the attempt died before more than the corners of her lips twitched.

Without a word she walked between the two brothers while they spoke about her as if she wasn't even there. It was an irritating habit that people had when it came to slaves and she hadn't accustomed herself to it. She'd been born free damnit! She wasn't used to people speaking about her as if she had no more intelligence than the family dog. The thought suddenly made her torn about whether it had been wise or not to ask if she could work in the sick bay. The doctor treated her like a human being which only made leaving with these men (who again couldn't be bothered to give her names) all that much harder.

She let them push her into the room ahead of them and then simply stood. They hadn't said what they wanted her to do and she certainly was certified as a pleasure slave. She'd give them what they wanted to keep Gibon from taking their displeasure out on her hide but anything more than that she wasn't going to do. They'd get what they asked for and nothing more.

"Yasmin, that's a nice name,"

"Thank you," she said quietly not wanting to spurn a compliment but not really certain what else to say to it either. It wasn't as if she could return it or even comment on their names since they hadn't seen fit to give them.

Right then she'd have given anything to just have this encounter be over. Being raped once in a day should be sufficient for anyone. Granted Gibon hadn't been brutal with her and she didn't think these men would be either but she hadn't had a choice in the matter either. If she said no she'd be beaten and likely they'd just bind her to the bed and use her anyway.

In her mind it would never be anything but rape.

Drawing a slow breath to try and calm her mind she simply stood and waited for them to tell her what they wanted.

 

[Otto26]

"Doc take your tongue?" Izumi joked.

"I hope not," Ozumi responded, "I was counting on her having one."

"Music?"

"Cert," Ozumi replied, "ought to give the viewers something to listen to if Yasmin's the quiet type."

Izumi activated the console and began browsing through the music selections. Ozumi put a massive hand on Yasmin's shoulder and, with the gentleness of one accustomed to great strength, pushed down. "You can start down there," he said.

Izumi settled on an instrumental piece and looked up, trying to spot the cameras. He failed, but waved in what he thought was the right direction. "Hey Hebart, if she can't get it up for you then it can't be gotten."

 

[caela]

"ought to give the viewers something to listen to if Yasmin's the quiet type."

A blush colored Yasmin's cheeks when "viewers" were mentioned. It should have occurred to her that there would be cameras in the room but they hadn't been obvious and quite frankly she'd had other things on her mind. Now that she couldn't ignore the fact she couldn't keep the color from her cheeks at the thought of people watching what these men would do to her. The fact that they were still talking about her like she was nothing more than a family pet didn't help to ease her embarrassment any either.

"You can start down there,"

A startled yelp parted her lips when the massive hand pressed down on her shoulder. It was gentle enough but it was unexpected because she'd been lost in her own thoughts. How she wanted all three of them gone! She resisted for just a moment before letting the hand guide her to her knees on the floor. She wasn't stupid, she knew what it meant he'd want but she'd promised herself that they'd get no more then they demanded from her. It was probably foolish and prideful but in less then a full day she'd been treated as less than human by everyone she'd met except the doctor and the only means she had, as of yet, of reacting to it was to be exactingly literal.

Even the gaurds in the slave pens back on her homeworld hadn't treated her like she was less than human simply because she'd had the misfortune to be caught by a slavers net.

She was angry, hurt, and feeling desperately sorry for herself and frustrated on top of it with the little she could do about it.

On her knees she kept her eyes cast down to the floor, silent and waiting for their next set of demands.

 

[Otto26]

"Is she simple?" Izumi asked. "Gibon didn't mention her being simple."

"No, she's just new at this," Ozumi said. "Have a little patience. Suck my cock, Yasmin, there's a good girl."

"Well, my end doesn't require any intelligence at all," Izumi declared. He reached down and grasped Yasmin's waist, hauling her to her feet and positioning himself behind her. "Great ass, Yasmin!" he declared as he positioned his cock against her sex and began to slowly push inside her.

 

[caela]

"Is she simple?" Izumi asked. "Gibon didn't mention her being simple."

If they'd actually been paying attention to her they'd have seen how her body tensed at that question and the flash of anger that flitted through her eyes and then was just as quickly gone. Simple? In her mind they were the simple ones. Like Gibon they couldn't even be bothered to tell her their names and they talked about her like she wasn't anymore there then a piece of furniture. If that was how they were going to treat her they had no right to expect her to be any more reactive than a piece of furniture!

"No, she's just new at this," Ozumi said. "Have a little patience. Suck my cock, Yasmin, there's a good girl."

What she wanted to do was bite it off. She wasn't sure which was worse, being spoken of like she wasn't there or being spoken to as if she were three. Still these men were much larger than she was and she had no doubt they'd call on the man they said could watch to help hold her down if she became too disagreeable.

Tipping her head she sighed softly before her lips parted to take in the head of the first man's cock. She'd been told the basics of such an act but hadn't been given any practical instruction in it and had never performed it herself before now. Having no skill in it she simply suckled hard and took him as deep as she could without her gag reflex kicking in.

"Well, my end doesn't require any intelligence at all," Izumi declared. He reached down and grasped Yasmin's waist, hauling her to her feet and positioning himself behind her. "Great ass, Yasmin!" he declared as he positioned his cock against her sex and began to slowly push inside her.

Yasmin grunted as she was suddenly lifted to her feet. It startled her as it left her bent double over his brothers cock. Nothing in her experience could have prepared her for this and she didn't know what to do as the brother behind her started pushing into her. He was bigger than Gibon and this time she didn't have the advantage of having cum before being taken. He was going in dry and all she could do was whimper at the pain of it as her body was forced to stretch to accommodate him.

 

[Otto26]

"Easy, Izumi! You're hurting her," Ozumi warned as he heard Yasmin's whimper of pain.

Izumi frowned and froze. "Sorry Yasmin," he said contritely, "it's been a while. Ozumi and I generally can't afford transport or station fees to get access to a real woman. I'll help you out a little, first."

Without withdrawing from her, he reached around her waist until his hand could stroke her mons and the top of her sex.

"At least, I'll try to help you out. It's been a while since I did this," he admitted.

Ozumi moved his hips slowly to work himself in and out of Yasmin's warm mouth and groaned once in pleasure. "That's good, Yasmin. A little less suck and little more lick and kiss would be nicer, and you won't tire your jaw out quite as fast. Try that."

 

[caela]

"Sorry Yasmin...I'll help you out a little, first."

The apology, and the honest contrition in Izumi's voice startled Yasmin. His offer to help her combined with the apology raised her opinion of him slightly just as Ozumi's noticing that her whimper was one of pain had raised her opinion of him as well. She still wouldn't have said she liked either of them but they'd proven slightly more observant and thoughtful than Gibon and that helped her relax just a bit.

"At least, I'll try to help you out. It's been a while since I did this," he admitted.

He was trying. His fingers stroked over the top of her sex and she knew he was seeking the button of her clit. Knowing he was going to use her body, and not wanting it to hurt, she reached down and guided his hand to the right spot. She couldn't do more then that though, caught between them and bent over like she was she really did need both of her hands for balance or she was going to fall over.

"That's good, Yasmin. A little less suck and little more lick and kiss would be nicer, and you won't tire your jaw out quite as fast. Try that."

Gods but trying to keep track of two men was work! Listening to Ozumi she let up on the pressure she was applying to his cock and started working her tongue around on his flesh. He was right, it was less tiring on her jaw but she also suspected it would draw out his pleasure and what she really wanted was for both of them to be done!

 

[Otto26]

"Thanks, Yasmin," Izumi said. His hand worked slowly, fingers softly rolling her clitoris within it's protective fold of flesh and then stroking the flesh, working the hood up and down.

"Very nice, Yasmin," Ozumi told her. He reached down and brushed her hair to one side so he could see her better. The feel of her tongue dragged another deep groan out of his chest. "Oh very nice," he repeated.

"Cert," Izumi agreed. "That seems to be doing the trick." He moved his hips again, pulling almost out of Yasmin and then back in, but only as far as her lubrication allowed. After a few repeats of this action he was finally buried inside her. His fingers continued to slowly work at her clit as he pistoned slowly in and out of her body.

"Gibon's going to be rich," Izumi said glumly.

"And we're going to be deep in debt to him," Ozumi gasped.

 

[caela]

Izumi was trying at least and his ministrations helped a bit. She couldn't say she was going wild with passion but at least it was pleasant enough that he could move with ease inside of her not. Ozumi seemed more pleased with her oral ministrations which gave her hope that this would all be over soon.

"Gibon's going to be rich," Izumi said glumly.

"And we're going to be deep in debt to him," Ozumi gasped.

She knew that meant they'd be back. Still better them than Gibon. She might not have chosen or particularly want them but at least they were more pleasant that he was. They seemed to have a working brain between them and perhaps she could use that to her advantage later. She'd take her time with them though, slowly work them around. If she was too warm too quickly they would likely figure out that she was up to something.

Since there wasn't much she could do at the moment she simply continued as she was. Suckling Ozumi and letting Izumi take her from behind. She quickly realized she could let Izumi move her with his rhythm, making it easier to take Ozumi into her throat. The trick was to work with them together not trying to work with each seperately.

 

[Otto26]

Ozumi gasped in sudden pleasure and clutched at Yasmin's hair, holding her on him as he erupted inside her. "Sweet God!" he bellowed. The pleasure was intense, better than a dream come true, and he felt a warm heavieness spreading through his body. He pulled back to make sure Yasmin could breathe and his hands released her hair and stroked her cheek.

Behind her, Ozumi had stepped up the pace and was almost frantically slapping his belly against her ass with each frenzied thrust. One last thrust finished him and he grunted and groaned inarticulately as he came. It took him a minute to stop shaking and they both withdrew from her at almost the same time.

"Outstanding," Izumi said as he flopped down on her bunk.

"Excellent," Ozumi agreed as he sat down. "Thank you, Yasim."

"Yes, thank you," his brother echoed.

 

[caela]

Yasmin gagged in surprise as Ozumi suddenly erupted in her mouth. She'd had no warning it was going to happen and her first reaction was to spit it out but with his cock still in her mouth that wasn't an option and she was forced to swallow it all. Behind her she could feel Izumi reaching release as well and whimpered softly. They were done.

When they pulled from her and stepped back all she could do was sink to her knees on the floor since they had both sat down on her small bunk. She found it annoying to be on the cold floor. She was the one with no clothing at all, not even a blanket to wrap around herself since they were sitting on it, but she was the one left to shiver on the cold metal floor.

Men she muttered in the privacy of her own mind and could help the slightly disparaging look she cast them both. It's not bad enough they use you against your will, they then leave you to shiver and freeze while they relax afterward.

 

[Otto26]

"People don't use furniture on your downbelow?" Izumi asked with a puzzled frown.

"Of course they do," Ozumi said. "You just smell bad."

"Hey!" Izumi punched his brother on the arm.

Ozumi ignored the blow, despite the audible smacking noise it made when it hit his arm, and leaned forward and extended a hand to Yasmin. "Come up on the bunk with us, Yasmin."

Izumi got up and walked over to the console, switching the video screen on and selecting through until he found the ship status channel and flipped over to a picture of the exterior of the ship.

"You are here," he joked.

 

[caela]

The way the brothers joked with each other would have been amusing if she hadn't been feeling sorry for herself and her situation. She'd managed to give them what they wanted but now they didn't seem ready to leave. It made her wonder how long they had pair for, would she be expected to please them again soon?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a hand coming into view before her, "Come up on the bunk with us, Yasmin."

It seemed they wanted to be nice to her and she wasn't stupid enough to spurn what kindness she could get she she took the offered hand and as Izumi got up to fiddle with the console she slipped into his place on the bunk. She watched him closely however to see how he made it work. She hated not knowing how her surroundings worked, it made her feel foolish and stupid not knowing what everyone else simply took for granted.

"You are here," he joked.

Yasmin managed a small smile at his poor attempt at a joke and before he could sit back down she asked quietly, "Would you show me how the console works please? I've never been offworld before and things are done differently at my home," she added the explanation so he wouldn't think she was stupid. Granted the doctor had shown her how to get to the tutorial but if these men were feeling generous and would show her...well she'd always learned better with a human teacher then just from some computer tutorial.

 

[Otto26]

"Cert," Izumi replied. He turned the screen off and then turned it back on. "Turn it on here. Menu here. Just scroll through the options until you find what you're looking for. Ship status screen is here. Look, there's Gibon."

He dragged his fingers across the screen and the representation of Gibon on the schematic was replaced with footage from the surveillance cameras. The suited Gibon was slowly moving across the surface of a cargo container.

"What's he doing?" Izumi asked.

"Who cares?" Ozumi replied. His hand moved slowly over Yasmin's body. When it came to her breast he cupped it, gently hefting the weight of it. "You're very beautiful, Yasmin," he said as he lowered his head to her breast and kissed the nipple.

Izumi came over and sat down on the bunk next to Yasmin and kissed her neck, nuzzling against it with his lips and tongue.

 

[caela]

"Cert," Izumi replied. He turned the screen off and then turned it back on. "Turn it on here. Menu here. Just scroll through the options until you find what you're looking for. Ship status screen is here. Look, there's Gibon."

"Thank you Izumi," she said with a genuine smile of gratitude. He hadn't treated her like she was an idiot for not knowing but had just simply explained it to her. The sight of Gibon she could have done without and her eyes narrowed slightly in distaste until the screen went blank again.

Of course with the screen blank there was nothing to take the brother's attention from her. A fact she suddenly realized as Ozumi's hand was suddenly running along her flesh to cup one of her breasts.

"You're very beautiful, Yasmin,"

She was about to thank him when his lips closed on her nipple. It was a new sensation for Yasmin and one that made her gasp softly. She wasn't quite sure why, but it felt good and she was trying to figure it out when Izumi settled on the other side of her and nuzzled at her neck. This wasn't like before when they had used her for her own pleasure and yet she wasn't sure what they were planning either and she silently cursed her lack of experience with men!

"Wh-what are you doing?" she managed to gasp softly, her hands falling to the bed and curling into the sheets under her, utterly unsure of what to do.