Taken by a Space Piratess (restarted again, looking for one woman)

dragonrazor

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Vince Jenner was an ordinary college student, until the day he got abducted by a space pirate. The day had started normally enough. He had dragged himself out of bed, nearly throwing his alarm clock out the window, then had showered sleepily, and shaved. He had gone downstairs for breakfast, having his usual omelette, and then gone back upstairs to brush his teeth. He had come back downstairs, tugging on his shoes and shouldering his backpack. Then he had headed out the door. But he never made it to class. One second, he had been standing, waiting for the bus, and the next he had been surrounded by men and women with big guns. He had been taken with little struggle, though he had managed to wound two of the men. The next thing he knew, he had been thrown into a cell, and knocked out. He knew nothing about the pirate, and had spent most of the voyage to the pirate's headquarters unconscious in a cell. Until recently, he hadn't even known there were aliens, and now there he was in a cell out cold.

He didn't even know what was going on, as the ship he was on docked at an old asteroid base. He awoke as one of the crew dragged him out of the cell and led him out into the base. He was dumped unceremoniously in a bedroom, which he promptly started to explore, hoping to find some way to get himself out of the base. A soft sound alerted him to the presence of someone else, and he whirled, picking up a vase to protect himself. A woman stepped out of the shadows, eyeing him almost hungrily.

http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f21/ravenofangelfire/Ryoko.jpg
(looking for someone to play Ryoko)
 
As she stepped into the light, Ryoko let her gaze slide over the young man, committing his form to memory. A light robe of shimmering silver threads meant to match the thick mane of waves covering her head hung loose around her otherwise nude form, more an accessory than clothing. Her posture confident, she parked a fist at her hip standing in defiance of his offensive gesture.

"What exactly do you plan to do with that? Hit an unarmed woman?"

She walked with practiced ease and grace past him to light a few candles around the room bathing them both in their warm glow. Ryoko slowly lowered herself to the plush cushions piled on her oppulent bed, and propped herself up on an elbow. Her smile did nothing to hide what she was thinking as her tongue slid out to wet her lips. Lifting a hand she lazily gestured him closer.

"Don't be afraid, you won't come to any harm by me. What is your name?"
 
Vince raised an eyebrow, looking from her to the vase and back, then sighed. He set the vase back down, and studied her. She was quite striking, long luxurious hair, long, slender legs, wide hips, and a generous swell of breasts. The outfit she was wearing did nothing to hide her body from him, and as he watched her move to the bed, he couldn't help bet get erect in his pants. He put his hands in front of his crotch, and just stood there, watching her. He was a little wary of her, as he had just been kidnapped. "So, why am I here?"
 
"I will answer you if you answer me. You are here, because I am... lonely. Strangely enough, when a man has seen you crush another man's windpipe enough times, he is reluctant to join you in the bedroom. You have the opportunity to become my consort, should you wish. You will be well taken care of, and your desires well met should you agree."

Her eyes drifted down his body, a smile crossing her lips as she saw the reaction in his body that no words could deny. Good. She thought. He is receptive beyond what his own mind tells his body. That would prove much to her advantage if he were unable to think his way into resistance. When the women of her crew were helping her 'dress', they had all been at odds as to what she should wear. Demure and enticing, or open and brazen. She preferred the latter as it was more her style to lay her cards out on the top of the table with a gun aimed beneath it.
 
Vince considered for a moment, watching her. Her words were rather odd. He was little more than a prisoner. Still, she was offering herself to him. He didn't mind that, as there was no tentacles or anything that could get in places it shouldn't be. Still, he was on thin ice here. He sighed, then blushed as his stomach growled. He wondered just how long he'd been out.
 
With a snap of her fingers, the soft whisper of an airlock door broke the silence he had left after her speech. A heavily armored man easily three times Ryoko's size lumbered in and looked at her expectantly.

"Our guest is hungry, Yivan. We need a cart of food." With a clipped half bow, his eyes remained downcast as he backed out of the room, the door whooshing closed the second he was clear. Her eyes never left the young man's, her smile as genuine as it could possibly appear.

"At least make yourself comfortable. The food should not be long in comming. Perhaps you will be more apt to speak once you are nourished."
 
Vince nodded slowly, then looked around for a place to sit. He was a little worried about being alone with her. Of course, his mind was going through various scenarios, and the sudden question of if it was possible to impregnate her popped into his head. He shivered slightly, then shook his head, seeing nothing but the bed to sit on. He sighed, then walked over to it, and sat down quietly, still thinking, his eyes looking down at the floor.
 
As promised, the door made its hissing refrain to announce the large cart being wheeled in by a slender uniformed man. He nodded to Ryoko and left in much the same way Yivan had, leaving the cart near the bed.

Every inch was covered with a marvelous feast fit for royalty. There were roasted meats with sauces, strange platters of what could be vegetables, piles of sweets and candies, a few jugs of liquid some with steam rising from them. She held a hand out with a gentle smile.

"Help yourself, you will find my hospitality is not lacking. Yet, you have still not told me your name."
 
Vince blinked, looking up at her. He had seen the way the two men had left, and it made him wonder just what this woman had on them. He considered for a moment, then shrugged. "My name is Vince, Vince Jenner." He then slowly turned his attention to the food, testing some of it. Finding it rather enticing, he ate quickly, and tested the liquids in the jugs as well.
 
She watched him eat the way a lion watches a wounded gazelle. One hand slid to the side of the bed, clicking one of a great many buttons on a control pannel. With almost no sound at all, the wall opposite the door slid away to reveal an expanse of inky black space littered carelessly with millions of pinpoints of light. Some blinked, some glittered furiously, some were stagnant, still others moved slowly. In the lower left-hand corner, the black faded into a pink tinged milky cloud, possibly a distant galaxy or just cluster of gasseous material.

"It is beautiful, isn't it, Vince?"
 
Vince blinked, realizing she was talking to him. He swallowed a mouthful of food, and turned to follow her gaze. He saw the stars, and realized that if he could see them that clearly, they had to be on some sort of space station or something. He took a long drink from a jug of milk, and breathed a sigh or relief. Then he looked at her. "It's been a long time since I just looked at the stars."
 
Climbing to her hands and knees, she crawled slowly towards him and plucked one of the small, strange fruits from a tray. She looked again to the comsos that spanned before them with a slight smile.

"You could look at this any time you wished. How many women do you know that can give you the stars?"
 
Vince raised an eyebrow, watching her. It was an interesting question, and he leaned back on the bed, considering it. While she could give him the stars, he was more worried about what she wanted in return

OOC: Morning
 
She relaxed on the cushions once more and offered the fruit to him, holding it near his lips. It was sugary sweet, juicy, with no noticable seeds, just soft and fleshy. Her robe draped losely over her hip, now concealing only the small patch of silver between her legs. She watched him carefully, then glanced to the stars once more.

"You could have so very many things... all you need do is not deny me."
 
Vince looked at her. It was very tempting to let her have what she wanted. But he wondered why she chose him. "Why me?" He looked into her eyes, searching for a reason.
 
Pursing her lips, she set her shoulders back as her expression darkened. Rising from the bed, she leaned against the space-scape with a hand at her hip.

"Why not? Must you be difficult? I hand the heavens to you on a platter, with my body to do with as you wish as you look at YOUR stars and you question it? Very well. You will be released and I will find a man who is more suited to my needs. You may go."
 
Vince raised an eyebrow, then stood up, and walked over to her. He looked out at the stars, then shook his head. "You have to understand. Only a few days ago, I didn't even know there were aliens. And now one, the most beautiful creature I've ever seen, is asking me to be her lover. That's a lot to take in."
 
She steeled her posture, her jaw setting with a flex of muscle beneath the skin. Her eyes saw nothing but the inky black, dotted with points of light, looking past her scant reflection.

"I am not an 'alien'. I am an interstellar merchant, captain of a freighter barge and I am a very bad enemy to make." Her eyes met his, the warmth entirely drained from them. She looked at once beautiful and terrifying.

"I will not ask you again."
 
Vince looked into her eyes, considering his options. Then he shrugged. "As you wish." He started to remove his shirt, walking back over to the bed.
 
That was it?? She granted him that it was possibly a strange situation for him. She granted him that it was an overwhelming offer, with infinite possibilities. But what she didn't grant him was the ability to frustrate her beyond belief. She wanted a lover for relaxation. A little fun after a day of dealing with greasy sort she reigned in to keep her crew living comfortably.

Ryoko let the gossamer robe slip from her shoulders to puddle on the floor at her feet. Tossing her head, she sent a few strands of silver flying behind her shoulders, her eyes flashing with hunger as she watched him move to the bed and begin to undress. He'll understand soon enough. She quietly consoled herself as she wet her lips with her tongue. They always do, and then... Now was not the time for thinking. She made her way to the bed to join him.

"Wise decision. I promise, you will not regret it."
 
Vince dropped his shirt on the floor. Then he took off his shoes and socks, setting them under the table. Finally, he undid his pants and let them drop to the floor, along with his boxers. He sat down on the bed, watching her.
 
Her eyes flashed when she finally saw him nude. Damned, but I know how to pick 'em, don't I? Her grin was dark as she sank to her knees on the bed. Ryoko could feel her body reacting to the sight almost instantly, the dampness between her thighs growing. She crawled to him, stoping with her face inches from his.

"I am Ryoko. You are certain this is your wish? Once we've begun, I'm not likely to be so understanding if you suddenly must return home."
 
Vince raised an eyebrow, looking her up and down. Her expression had changed to one of almost pure lust as he had dropped his pants and boxers. He just shrugged, then smiled. "While it will be necessary at some point to go back and get my things...."
 
She laid her hand against his chest and shoved him backwards, crawling over him. Lowering herself to rest against him, her silver curtain of hair fell around both of their faces.

"You will not need them here. Anything you have need of, simply ask and it will be provided." A soft smirk found its way to her mouth as she leaned in just barely brushing her lips against his. "And, what could you possibly need, but me?"
 
Vince blinked as he was roughly shoved backwards to the bed. He smiled, looking at her as she moved closer, almost straddling him. She leaned down, looking into his eyes and asking him what he could possibly need besides her. "Well, I have a large collection of video games, music, movies, and swords."
 
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