Pleasure Planet

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A planet that is beyond morality and slightly beyond the law. Death is taken seriously as everyone is a potential source of income and killing the tourists or the locals is considered bad taste.

Anything else can be had for a price of course, though often sex was free it was the seduction or other services that took money. Hotels were plentiful, spas in great abundance, as well as brothels, and other assorted sexual delights for sale.

So this thread will need customers as well as employees.

As for me I think I'll continue with Callie, captain, merchant, trader, haggler, inventor, and looking for some serious down time.

Enjoy, be honest about your desires and have fun.

 

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BUMP

I had hoped for some response....willing to give it a bump in order to give it a chance

 

[Bengal52]

are you looking for players for the thread to start here?

 

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I know I haven't been to the board in a while, but has everyone gone gun shy? it used to be that you could start a thread, set the tone and people would post. I hate doing threads devoted to OOC comments and if this is how things are now maybe I should just give up on having a successful multiplayer thread.

I did not think the opening post was that misleading

"So this thread will need customers as well as employees."

Sorry to sound grumpy but my other threads have died or been shitted on so I'm not thrilled with the whole process at this point.

 

[Dr_Dingledoy]

Tremaine:

Smuggler, Captain, Jack of all Trades.
Long dark hair, Gotee
Looking to fulfill all his long held fantasies.


It was good to finally have my feet back on the ground. What had it been, 2 years in that small ship alone except for the occasional company of the women he had "found".
The years had been good to him, and money was not a problem any more. Now was a time for all the things he had always wanted in life, and from what he had heard, this was the place. Everything a person could want was available, and he certainly had the wants, now he had to find the right woman.

 

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Callie

The sky was a luscious color varying from pale aquamarine to lavender. She took in a deep breath, it felt good to be on a clean planet. Industry was foreign to this planet and the air, water, plants everything showed it. A pleasure planet, one where anything could be had for a price.

She stretched her compact, curvy frame, ran her fingers through her auburn curls and smiled.

She could almost taste freedom, as she pulled out the well worn holo card. It flickered faintly then displayed the ad for one of the local joints, and had an indicator showing her which way to go.

Callie had gotten it from another trade a while ago and had been watching the display with anticipation almost everyday. The images varied and she headed towards "The Forbidden Path."

The title of all the joints were equally provocative. She had seen several other places advertised on flashy bulletin boards. "The Innocent Moon", "Dangerous Liasons," "Pain & Pleasure." The names hinted at the types of services offered. She was tempted to try a different one every day. She had plenty of time after all.

For some reason "The Forbidden Path," seemed intriguing to a traveler like herself.

 

[Alerdene]

Rialle stood in the bar portion of the establishment, leaning against the bar chatting with the man behind it. The laced up black leather corsette pushing her already generous breasts upward until they threatened to spill out onto the bar itself. Her black leather hot pants/shorts clung to her curves, showing them off to their full extent, the thigh high black boots emphasizing her impossibly long legs as she leaned there, her curved ass raised temptingly as she leaned over the bar. Her long raven hair was loose and wild around her face, her full, wide lips a dark rose color, eyes an almost shockingly light silvery blue, her skin a glowing ivory contrasting sharply with her dark attire. An intricately woven silver armband circled her upper right arm, and a simple silver chain lay close around her neck.

She laughed at something the bartender said as she sipped through a straw the drink he sat in front of her. One new to the establishment might think her a customer, but others knew better. She worked there, though she was new, only been there a little over three weeks. She wasn't sure what her exact title was... pleasure consort or something of that nature. She didn't care particularly either. Her job was to be sure everyone in The Forbidden Path was happy. One way or another. Pretty much anything was allowed in some part of the establishment or another, and she'd seen almost all of them in her brief time here. She laughed again at the man as he mentioned something about keeping her company if it stayed as slow as it was, and she nodded, noticing his muscles under his short sleeved shirt. Her head turned towards the door however as it began to open..

 

[Bengal52]

OOC: Martin Farwayer

Independent smuggler. Works alone and is a bit shy. Repairs his own ship. Medium height, medium build

IC:

Martin had been given an odd mission. He was to carry a box full of sex toys to the Pleasure Planet. After he had delivered them to the place, they had said he had a couple of days before his ship would be ready. They were working on the engine for him.

He decided to spent the evening in a bar called "The Forbidden Path." He opened the door and stepped in.

 

[WireWolf]

As Mythar lit his cigarette and watched a patron enter ‘The Forbidden Path’, he looked around, brushing his straight brown hair out of his deep blue eyes, and felt extremely happy that he was born on 'Pleasure Planet'. He said to himself "I have a great job, I get paid large amounts of money to have sex with as many women as I can, and I never have to call them after.”

Mythar’s well muscled frame, that tapered from his shoulders to his hips, was leaned against the front wall of ‘The Forbidden Path’, every now and then he would adjust his tight pants that showed off his well defined legs and of course perfectly framed the large bulge of his package. As he finished his smoke he flicked the butt, muttered his life’s motto to himself "A quick buck and a long fuck” and stepped through the swinging doors to try and find his next conquest…

 

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Callie

The place was off the main roads, which meant it probably catered to a local crowd or special clients. She found herself sizing up the place before she entered and finally she found the nerve to enter the door. The room was duskily lit, you could see and at the same time some places seemed hidden.

Her credit chip was secured along with her ID tag and some health mumbo jumbo that was required in order to partake of some of the more interesting items. She glanced around easily spotting those who provided services beyond sex, and those that were money up front types. She saw a few that were obviously off worlders from their attire.

That's when she realized her own violet second skin space suit marked her as a patron. When she had dropped off her cargo, her employer had been so happy with it that she had thrown in a hefty amount of local credit.

She took the time to order her favorite drink, "A green tongue, please." She let him scan her credit chip, saw his eyes take note of the amount available. Callie noticed him make a few signals and she took a seat on a odd looking item that was surprisingly comfortable.

She had already secured lodging and her ship was in dock, luckily her employer agreed to pay all docking fees if she would stick around to take something off planet.

 

[Alerdene]

She casually watched as a man entered, her eyes following him as she sipped more of her drink. A moment later another man entered, her eyes looking him over carefully as well. She'd seen him around before, though she didn't know him personally. He was certainly well built though. She didn't move from her pose at the bar, continuing to joke with the bartender and sip her drink, nodding her thanks when it was replaced with a fresh one. There were waitresses on duty tonight and it was slow, there was no reason for her to carry drinks, unless she just felt like it or was ordered to do so. If someone were to strike her fancy or look as if they needed something, then she would go to work.

Her eyes travelled over the woman who had entered when she wasn't paying attention, her suit marking her from someone fresh off a ship. That wasn't unusual, people often came for a drink or a relaxing... whatever relaxed them when they got off. Ships were uncomfortably close sometimes, no matter how spacious. She'd never been on one herself, having been born and bred here. Though sometimes... in her dreams... she dreamed of other places, travelling, adventure. Shrugging that off, she noticed the bartender staring at her. Cocking her head slightly, she arched an eyebrow as she took another sip. He nodded at the woman in the violet suit and made a slight movement with his hand. Rialle nodded at him and looked over the woman with more appraising eyes. She was an attractive woman, her auburn hair shining, curves in all the right places.

Rialle finally stood, stretching slightly as she did so, and looked around the room. The signals the bartender had made were merely to let her know that a patron with a nice amount of credit was here. Her job was to be sure people had what they wanted.. needed.. desired.. it was no matter. If she was part of it fine, if not, she'd find what they needed from their huge staff. Adjusting her corsette and smoothing the front, she flashed both the men a smile as she strolled towards the woman, her hips swaying slightly.

 

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Callie

The whole place was arranged to set a person at ease. Callie quickly found herself relaxed with a tall green tongue before her. The drink had been cheap, undoubtedly other things more than made up for the cost of the drink. She sipped the drink slowly feeling the warmth slowly invade her, enjoying the emerald green color. She knew it would eventually turn her tongue green. A side effect that would last several hours.

Callie was humanoid, she had a few unusual characteristics, some from birth, others due to space travel. She was strong for her size and extremely graceful due to being in high and low gravity environments. Her tongue was one of the quirks, normally she kept it in check, it tended to make people nervous. She noticed the woman walking towards her and with a deliberate teasing smile she licked her lips.

There were things she had never done, and there were plenty of things she had. Right now everything looked so tempting, and she wanted to make sure to choose something that would be rewarding on it's own merits.

There was nothing worse than someone who did not enjoy there work, especially in a place like this.

 

[Alerdene]

She was nearly to the woman in violet, smiling at her enticingly when the woman gave her a smile of her own and licked her lips as Rialle walked towards her. She didn't hesitate, continued her stroll towards the woman, though she was rather intrigued and fascinated now... perhaps this evening wouldn't be so slow after all. Reaching the woman's table, she slid into a seat near her, and crossed her legs, her hands clasped together in her lap as she smiled again, her light eyes warm and sincere, her voice soft and husky when she spoke,

Hello, and welcome to The Forbidden Path. My name is Rialle, and I am... your hostess... among other things, for the evening. Should you desire anything, please let me know. Is your drink to your liking?

 

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Captain Callie

"The drink is divine, and other than a bit of company, nothing is lacking." I smile and run the tip of my tongue over my lips as I casually lean in and run my thumb in slow circles on her hip. "Perhaps you could aquaint me with the various services offered by yourself and the establishment?" She asked her voice husky from the alcohol. The forbidden for a captain was attachment, exposure, being out in the open. She had an inner desire to seduce and be seduced right where she was where any could see.

 

[Alerdene]

She nearly purred as the woman touched her hip, her heightned senses kicking in as the woman lightly ran her thumb along Rialle's skin. She watched again as the woman's tongue licked her lips and spoke, her voice sending chills down Rialle's spine.

Perhaps you could aquaint me with the various services offered by yourself and the establishment?

Glancing around, she smiled at the woman, and licked her own full lips before speaking,

Well, as you might have noticed, we are called The Forbidden Path... the name says it all. Everything you could possibly desire, even those things you think are 'forbidden'.. can be found here.

She glanced at the bar first, then towards some stairs near the back of the room,

We've every sort of drink and delicacy you could imagine available, and as far as more.. carnal desires, we can satisfy most every need there as well. We've private areas for those that are shy...

Her eyes flashed over to the opposite side of the enormous room where there were several partitioned areas, though none with closed doors,

We've open areas there if group interaction is your thing, or merely voyeuristic tendancies... and of course.. this being the planet it is... the place it is... nothing is Forbidden... if you wish to.. partake of anything here at your table or in the main room, it is not discouraged.

She sat back and lightly ran her finger along her collarbone and the top swells of her breasts,

As far as myself, I'm available for most anything you need, though I'm more then happy to provide you with whomever or whatever you fancy.

ooc - I'm taking extreme liberties with the establishment, I've no idea what you had in mind for this place, feel free to change anything.

 

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Callie

Her blood was pulsing in her veins and while she considered the public thing, at the moment she did not feel like sharing. Her fingers massaged the soft skin of the young woman's thigh and smiled. She could think of a zillion things she wanted to do and as she trailed her short neat nails down Rialle's leg, she made an offer.

"So if I wished to procur your services in a private room to explore the many forbidden desires lurking in my lusty heart. For say the next 24 hours, that would be easily arranged?"

 

[Alerdene]

She glanced down at the woman's hand as her nails ran down Rialle's leg and she smiled as she heard the question, looking back up, her gaze meeting the other woman's.

So if I wished to procur your services in a private room to explore the many forbidden desires lurking in my lusty heart. For say the next 24 hours, that would be easily arranged?

She leaned forward slightly, her hands still clasped in her lap, her lips curved upward as she answered, not even needing to think about it, something about this woman having caught her interest,

Very easily. If that is your desire, you may consider it done. I merely need to know what sort of room you would like.. a conventional one, or... a themed room of some sort, of which, once again, we have most everything you could imagine available. Say the word and I will have it arranged.

 

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Captain Callie

She could easily imagine many types of themed rooms and was debating a surprise, when she recalled one of the room she had seen in the holo ad. "You know I recall this room, the bed was a huge four poster bed lacquered in black, items are discreetly arranged to be within easy reach, and the sheets are red satin." She smiled again and took a drink letting her tongue slide down into the glass to play with the ice cubes. "Something like that," Callie enjoyed the young women's appraising eye and even though she knew she would be paying for her services she did not care.

 

[Alerdene]

Her lips parted in anticipation as she watched the woman play with the ice in her drink, her stomach getting butterflies which made her smile. She nodded as she heard the room described and slowly uncrossed her legs, standing then and causing the woman's hand to trail along her thigh as she did so.

A beautiful room. You won't be disappointed. If you'll excuse me for a moment, I'll go check to be sure that room is available and ready.

She walked to the bar slowly, thinking to herself if the room wasn't ready, she'd personally go remove the current occupants. She nodded to the bartender and took the slender screen that he handed her. She tapped a few things in and spoke softly to him, making sure that the other customers were taken care of satisfactorily, for it appeared she would be busy for awhile. She arched an eyebrow at the bartender's smirk and playfully asked him before heading back to the woman's table,

Something wrong with enjoying my job?

Gliding back to the table, a fresh drink in hand, she sank back into the seat she had deserted and slid the drink towards the woman.

In case yours needed refreshing. The room is available and will be ready when you are. Might I have the pleasure of your name... or at least what you would prefer to be called?

 

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Captain Callie

She was definetly going to enjoy her vacation, Callie smiled and sipped at her drink at her eyes roamed the room while Rialle went and made the arrangements. The drink was relaxing her already, and she licked her lips as the woman returned. "Captain Callie," it was how she always introduced herself, and at the same time she felt a slight thrill at having Rialle calling her with a title.

She downed the last of her Green Tongue, knowing her own tongue must be dark green by now. She stood slowly stretching enjoying the almost envious glance of the bartender. "Let's take that drink with us," she slid her hand down Rialle's back as the young woman led the way out of the main room, along a dark hall and up a winding staircase.

Callie's fingers gently stroked Rialle's back as they stood before the door. It looked like any other door, except for the red glowing letters upon it. She presented her credit chip and the door slid open to reveal the room. It seemed dark and Callie noticed all sorts of candles around the room, in every imaginable shape and color. She smiled and began lighting them until the room was cozily lit by candle light.

Her mind was spinning with possibilities and she wondered what Rialle's tolerance for pain was.....

 

[Alerdene]

Captain Callie

The name rolled off her tongue with ease and she smiled as she said it, watching the other woman finish her drink and stand up. Carrying the drink with her, she led the way from the room, enjoying the way the Captain's hand felt on her back. She smiled to herself as she realized that's how she thought of the other woman already.. the Captain. She wondered if she should salute, and she nearly giggled as they reached the door. The door to the room... though it really was more of a suite slid open soon enough, Rialle's skin tingling now where the Captain had been stroking it and they walked in.

Looking around, she smiled as she noticed everything in it's place and ready to be used. She realized candles were being lit, and she set the drink on a small table near the bed, inspecting the various stands and drawers to be sure all was in place. She checked the bathroom first where a huge whirlpool tub stood ready surrounded by various oils, bubbles, and soothing things. Returning to the bedroom, her eyes skimmed a huge assortment of toys and vibrators, hard, soft, barbed, everything a person could want. Another drawer held assorted bondage equipment, cuffs, blindfolds, gags, among other things. There was a small corner devoted to a mini-kitchen, every conceivable erotic foodstuff there that you could ever want, along with a bar with assorted beverages. A rather large wardrobe type furnishing stood right next to the exquisite bed and she swung the door open on it, revealing the more sadistic toys, floggers, canes, whips, paddles, clamps. Her eyes lingered on this particular cabinet, a heat rising in her belly as she shut the door again and turned, watching as the last of the candles were lit, the light flickering enticingly off the Captain's auburn locks.

Walking around the bed, she came up behind the woman and leaned over, her mouth very close to the Captains neck as she spoke softly, her breath warm on the other woman's ear.

Is everything to your liking Captain?

 

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Captain Callie

There was something in the way she said captain. Callie liked it, and she had noticed the cabinet and the way Rialle's eyes had lingered upon certain items. While not a sadist, she knew how to use such items to amplify pleasure by mingling it with pain, of course that was the true talent of bondage mixing the two together for maximum results. In fact she had been thinking along a similiar line herself as several of the long tapers were made of a soft wax that would drip and cool quickly. For now, she was content to let things unfold slowly, there was no rush, the build up was half the fun.

She took one last look around the room and spoke, "It suits me just fine." Callie smiled and decided that everything was in order. She brushed her neck with her thumb and the suit responded to her command and slowly slithered down her body to fold itself in a nice flat envelope as her feet. Captain Callie was only wearing a tiny black sheer panties. Her skin was pale, lack of exposure to the sun ensured that along with no wrinkles or sagging. She noticed that the gravity was slightly less than normal as it her steps bounced a little and her breasts seemed fuller than usual. Pale veins showed through her skin and she turned towards Rialle. "My clothing is coded to only be released by me," it was a simple statement and at the same time said clearly that she enjoyed control.

"I have the feeling your clothing is made to be taken off piece by piece." Captain Callie was debating whether she wanted to remove it, or enjoy a strip tease. In the end a strip tease won out, that way she could get a feel for how Rialle moved.

Callie moved and flicked on some soft background music and smiled. She flicked her tongue out and sat on the bed. "At the moment, I want to see how your clothing is removed." She also was looking for tattoos or other signs of self inflicted pain, both old and new.

Callie herself had an intricate knot in purple and blue on her lower back, as well as tribal markings around both arms. She had enjoyed the artist as much as she loved the art. It had been a very fair trade.

 

[Alerdene]

She straightened, a smile tugging at her lips as Captain Callie agreed that everything looked fine to her appraising eyes. She watched silently as the Captain touched her own neck lightly and her violet suit slid down her body into a compact bundle at her feet. Rialle's eyes slid over her body, appreciating every curve, the candlelight flickering and making shadows jump and move upon the other woman, her eyes noting and enjoying the intricate tattoo work on her arms and back. She glimpsed a hint of the Captains sex through her nearly sheer panties and her eyes lingered for a long moment on her full breasts. Her eyes raised to the Captain's as a remark was made about her clothing only being able to be released by her own hand, and the implication that gave nearly made Rialle shiver with anticipation.

She smiled and took a step back as the Captain commented on her attire. It was an antiquated ensemble by today's standards, but most of the patrons there seemed to like that sort of thing better. They enjoyed removing or watching it be removed and tonight proved to be no exception as she watched the Captain sit on the edge of the bed, her now vividly green tongue flicked out again as she requested that Rialle remove her clothes. Soft music now played and Rialle moved to a position near the end of the bed, her hips beginning to sway as she lost herself in the moment.

Her hands started at her throat, one hand lightly pushing her own chin up as she swayed, before beginning a slow and leisurely descent down her body, the flat of her hand running lightly over her skin, lingering for a moment on the swells that pushed up over the top edge of the corsette before continuing on, past the flat of her stomach and down onto her thighs. She turned slowly, her entire body undulating gently as she turned her back to the Captain, her hands coming behind her as she bent slightly at the waist, her pert and shapely rear end rising in the air a bit, her fingers deftly running the length of her thigh high boots, unzipping them one at a time. Her hands travelling up the back of her calves, up to her thighs, the sides of the boots separating during this trip to reveal glimpses of her ivory skin. Standing straight again, she stepped gently out of the boots and set them behind her as she turned back towards the Captain.

In her bare feet, she stood 5'8", her legs seeming impossibly long in the candlelight. Running her hands over her own body again as she danced slowly, her hair coming down in wild cascades around her shoulders and halfway down her back. She began a slow sensual twist to the floor, bending at the knees, her hands gliding over her legs as she did so, her fingers coming up the front of her thighs and the front of the corsette as she stood back up, her arms going behind her to deftly begin working at the laces in back, thrusting her breasts out in front of her as she did so. As her fingers reached near the bottom of the corsette, she spun gracefully, leading the way with her hips, turning her back to the Captain again as she released the last of the lacing in back. A hand holding each side of the back of the corsette, she slowly pulled the fabric to each side, revealing her bare back, her creamy skin glistening in the candlelight... candlelight which flickers delightfully along the exquiste black and blue dragon that is etched into her lower back, a small red gem clasped in one claw, it's tail disappearing down into the the area still hidden by her shorts.

Turning back once again, she leans forward, bending at the waist again, her eyes meeting Captain Callies for an instant before she allows the corsette to fall away from her breasts. Still bent, she neatly sets the corsette behind her near the boots and then straightens, one hand cupping a full breast, the creamy color accentuated by rosey nipples which are erect, a silver ring with crimson balls fastened through each one, and begging to be touched. Her hands drop to the only fastener on the shorts, a small button in front, and she flicks it open, her tongue darting out to lick her lips as she does so. Her arms go above her head this time, pulling her hair up on top of her head, showing off her slender neck and fine collarbone as she spins one last time, this time bending at the waist, her head nearly touching the floor as she is bent nearly in half, her limberness showing as the shorts slip down her thighs to her ankles as she steps out of them, her moist, bare pussy peeking out through her thighs as she rubs the back of her legs the entire way up before standing and turning again... the only things left on her body are the armband, thin chain around her neck and the rings through her nipples. The only other marks to be seen on her body are a tiny rose colored crescent birthmark on her right hipbone, and a faint, very thin silvery scar that ran from the top of her left inner thigh nearly to her knee, a souvenir from her previous employment establishment who had not been nearly so picky about the patrons they allowed.

Smiling as she met the Captain's eyes again, she continued to move sensually, her hips moving from side to side as her hands went behind her back and clasped there. Her voice was soft and hopeful as she asked,

The room suits you... and what about myself Captain Callie, do I suit your needs for the evening?

 

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Captain Callie

"So far so good," she murmured softly, implying that maybe later things would be bad in a good way. She stood slowly and began running her hands slowly along the exposed flesh, she gently pinched the birthmark and ran one fingernail along the scar. Callie listened as she went making eye contact every so often before gently tweaked the rings in both nipples. She smiled and gently gripped the nipples themselves and tugged. This was going to be fun, she thought to herself.

"So tell me about the scar," she huskily commanded as her mouth moved along Rialle's neck down her shoulder Callie's long thick tongue exploring each precious inch of skin as she worked her way down the arm to kiss and lick the palm, tasting as she went. She took the time to suck each finger down into her warm wet mouth, as she listened. She smiled as the hand fell from her touch and she moved to the other hand and playfully worked her way up Rialle's arm, taking the time to gently suck on certain patches of skin. Once at the neck she sucked less gently leaving a lush red spot before her tongue darted along her collar bone again.

Her hands maintained contact with Rialle's body staying above the waist for the time being. One moment entangled in her hair pulling her head back so she could ravage the soft spot at her throat, the next massaging her back encouraging it to arch as her mouth headed down to the delectable looking breasts of Rialle. She was partly listening to story, she was listening more for the breathless pauses and such that told her what Rialle liked and how hard she liked it.

Captain Callie loved breasts, small large, perky, full, pink tits, rosey tits, all shapes and sizes. Now she relished the way her skin felt, as she bit the ring and tugged the nipple as far as it would go and then she sucked the nipple into her mouth. One hand was supporting Rialle's back the other was teasing the other nipple.

 

[Alerdene]

ooc - Gonna switch to first person, is easier for me to keep track of since we're both female, is too easy to confuse the she and hers. hehe

IC

I stood extremely still, my hands still clasped behind me, my eyes following her hands as they reached for me. The first touch was like an electric shock had hit me and I nearly jumped, even though I had seen it coming. I sighed softly as she ran her hands over me, toying with my birthmark and tracing the length of my scar. Her eyes met mine just before her fingers touched my rings, soon going to tug on my nipples themselves. My lips parted and I inhaled sharply as I tried to keep from moaning.

She asked about the scar and I tried hard to concentrate on speaking, but it was hard.. oh so hard as her mouth began moving along my neck to my shoulder, that impressive tongue finally touching me as it worked it's way down to my palm. Talk! My mind yelled at me as I began speaking, unsure really how much she wanted to know.

It was.. a souvenir from a bad job, I suppose you could say.

I paused slightly as I couldn't help but shiver as the Captain's mouth began working it's way up my other arm, stopping occasionally to suck at sensitve spots. My voice a bit breathier,

I.. was.. well, he wanted to use a single tail whip... but they didn't check him out.. he didn't know what he was doing... he drank a little much... ahhhhh, mmmmmm...

My train of thought was broken as a moan escaped my throat unbidden when she grew less gentle at my neck and I felt wetness beginning to grow between my legs. Swallowing hard, I took a deep breath,

The other spot healed nicely.. I usually heal quickly.. but that one left a mark for some reason..

It was becoming hard to speak as my breath became more ragged as she moved along my upper body with that marvelous tongue and mouth.

I bruise easily, but they heal just as quickly... *soft moan*... I don't mind cuts occasionally, but would rather the person know what they're...

A whimper escaped me as my head was pulled back by the hair and the sensitive spot at the base of my throat was suddenly the object of her attention. My body trembled as I realized suddenly that my body was responding to her touch much quicker then it usually did. I liked my job, I was bred for pleasure, but somehow.. this woman was doing something much quicker then most others were capable of. I gave up all attempts at speaking as my back arched upwards at her urging and her mouth went to my nipples. I felt the rings being tugged a moment before the nipple was pulled outwards into her wonderful mouth. I moaned again, trembling outwardly now, my hands working hard at staying clasped behind me.

Mmmmm, Captain, that feels wooonderful.

My voice was a bit shaky as I felt her hand on my back supporting me as she toyed with my breast.