The Pilot's Plight

Ldy Tehari

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OOC: Sorry this is a closed thread between Swashbuckler and Ldy Tehari continued from the auction. You are more than welcome to read along and comment.

IC: The auction was over. I'd made a good purchase and My slave on my ship, I decide it's time to go.
*Rolling over after a wonderful night, creeping out from under his arm, slipping out of the sheets, picking up a small thin silver shock collar, attaching it to his sleeping body.. then nudging him*

Wake up, it's time to go. I want you to get showered and be on the bridge in 15 minutes. We're going to get out of this dive before someone sees my ship.

*hurrying thru a light shower an grabbing my tight leather jumpsuit, pulling on my boots and heading to the bridge*
 
Thomas

I showered quickly. When I emerged I found a tray of food and some fresh earth coffee. I brushed my hair and tied it back in a pony tail. As I drank the coffee, ignoring the food, I noticed that there were no clothes or uniform for me to wear. "Alright, if that is the way we are to play this, for now," I thought to myself as I smiled drinking the coffee.

It was getting time for me to get to the bridge, I debated whether to take my time or to go to the bridge and report without attire. I finished my coffee and went to the bridge only slightly late.

The door slid open and she was already stomping around impatiently. Her skin tight leather rippling her displeasure, and her boots clicking on the deck. She looked perfect, ready to be fucked in all her anger. My cock twitched slightly at the sight of her. I noticed that the command crew of her, my, ship were all slaves as well, wearing only collars like the one she had placed on me. Some were adroned with other jewled attachments to thier nipples or other interesting parts of thier respective anatomies. I raised an eyebrow at this, this would definately be an interesting voyage.

I strode across the bridge to the command chair and slid in, "Are we ready for take off?" I asked loudly hoping that someone would answer me immidiately. I could feel her eyes burning the skin of my back like lazers, I gave a half smile at that. "Yes, piolet, thrusters are on line and prepared, we have docking clearance," the goldenhaired helmswoman answered me without turnign around. I could hear those boots striding across the deck behind me, "Launch! Full power, I want to see what this thing can do," I orered. The ship immiediately lurched forward, causing its owner to loose her footing on the smooth deck. Within seconds we were clear of the atmosphere, this was trully a fine ship. She regained her composure with some help from one of her slaves and stormed up to me, before she could begin her tirade, "Helm, lay in the course, I have not been breifed on that as yet," I said looking up into her burning eyes, I smiled at her, "M'lady?"
 
*admiring my new slave, watching your face as you notice all the crew on this ship were slaves.*
You're late. I should flogg you for this but I'm in a hurry, Quick gawking and sit down

*enjoying the way your body reacts to the sights around you, then gasping out as I'm flung down across a workstation..India quickly helping me up, adjusting my jumpsuit, adjusting my veil.. walking over to the pilots chair.. cheeks burning at your smug smile*
This is a Gorean Cruiser not some crop dusting meteor harvester! Act like you know how to ~use~ that kind of power! I'll flog you for it later!

*snapping my head around and barking at the blond helmsman*
Taryn, where are we going?
*she clears her throat and calmly replies* The Zorillion nebulae cluster, it's the only one with traces of Argon
*flashing my eyes in anger*
That's 400 light years away it will take at least 3 days..is there anything closer?

*she calmly shakes her head no and plots in the course.. Turning to flash ice green eyes at you*
It would be the last station from hell that I pick you up on.. You better be worth this extra trouble.
You heard the lady, the course is plotted, the engines are warmed let's get this bucket of bolts moving.
*walking over to you, standing in front of the instruments*
And just so we've a clear understanding... *pointing to a set of gears off to the far left of the instruments* You've no need to play with this one till I tell you it's time. It doesn't do anything that will interest you.

Plot and get it set, when you're ready to automate you'll be dining with the rest of the bridge crew at My table. See you in an hour, I suggest you aren't late to that.
*getting up and leaving the bridge*
 
Thomas

I smile as she storms off the bridge, what a treat. I scan over the systems and try to judge what the capabilities I have to deal with are. It is sleek, very fast, and overly powerful. She had to be a smuggler. Not a looter, the weaponry of this craft was far too inefficient for a real exchange. This was built for speed and stealth. Argon, I mused to myself. So that is her game.

The astronav chirped to acknowledge the course was set. Taryn, the delightfully non-clad helmsman turned to face me, expecting my orders. "Punch it," I said slowly, "maximum thrust, lets see what we have here, shall we." She glanced at my eyes, hers full of questions. "Punch it!" I shouted at her. She quickly turned and engaged the hyperdrives, to maximum, "Yessir," she said timidly as I felt that interestingly queasiness that flooded your body as you first hit superlight speed.

As we all became accustomed to the speed, I rose and crossed to Taryn. "Very good. Set the autos and let 'er ride." I said to Taryn quietly as I set my hand on her shoulder, finger tips inches above her delightful breast. "You can handle everything, I think. Page me if you need anything," I said with a commanding air, drumming my fingers just above her lobe. Then I turned and exited the bridge.

I returned to her quarters, not knowing where else to go yet. I found a pair of leather pants and boots laid out for me. Interesting. So I got dressed, the leather griped my skin perfectly. She had good taste, at least. I grinned at myself in one of her mirrors and then departed for the meal. I would hate to be too late twice in one day. Therefore, I wandered along for sometime before showing up to join her and the command staff.
 
*You enter a simple dining room, an oval table, and comfortable chairs.Four other women are seated around the table. All of them wear short leather skirts, and leather bikini tops. There is a redhead wearing a sword on her back, and also an alien that looks like a tril dyed blue, her leopard spots just a darker blue down her body, she didn't wear a collar like the rest of them. There's one empty chair at the end. Smiling at you from the head of the table*

Sit, you will be joining us for lunch and dinner from now on.

*A nude serving girl sets meals in front of everyone. I give her breast a playful squeeze as she lays down my dish, you see the blue trill slap her ass, the girl gasps as she leaves*

Per Taryn's cock hungry request, meet your new pilot girls.

*various gasps and sighs resound as all eyes turn to you. Looking you over, up and down. Pointing to the blond earthling on my right*

This is taryn, she's our navigator. The black haired egyptian beauty on your right is ankha, chief engineer. The stunning redhead on your left is Indy. Don't let her fool you, she's 100% Gorean Panther girl. She's ship's security. And this alien pleasure is our doctor. Just call her Blue
*reaching out and caressing her cheek, you hear a small purr*

They are all my slaves. Just like you

*eating my lunch slowly*
After lunch Taryn can show you around the ship. I'll expect you back at my quarters and ready for me afterwards.

*finishing up my lunch, standing and leaving, blue gets up and silently follows me*
 
Thomas

I sit down to dine with the feast of flesh already assembled. Barely tasting my food, the air is thick with lust and I can not bring myself to focus on the food, man can not live on bread alone.

After she finishes and departs, I push my plate in and slide my chair back. "So Taryn," I ask of the navigator, "when do we begin the grand tour?"

Taryn simply puts down her fork and rises, holding out her hand. I rise and take it as she leads me off on a tour of the ship. The ship is everything I expected, and a little more. Yet nothing to compare to my lovely tour guide. She shyly speaks little answering my technical questions and avoiding my eyes.

After we have seen enough to satisfy my curiousity, about the ship itself, I ask, "What are we doing here?" Taryn turns and replies, "It is getting late you must be getting back." I grab her arm, quickly, but freindly enough, "If I am to fulfill my function here, I must know what her game is." I inform Taryn. She trembles slightly before looking at me and answering, "I haven't been alowed to inform you, yet. You should ask her, besides she is waiting for you. I do not want to be accused of detaining you, from her."

It is plain that she is a bit frightened so I let her go and drop it. "Very well, then. Perhaps you should lead the way," I suggest. She nods and turns to lead me back to her lady's cabin. Following her I can not help but become enamored of her ass under its leather sheathe. I find that by the time we reach the door I am straining inside my own leather pants with desire as the door slides open.
 
*getting to the door..Taryn looks back at you, clearly enjoying the sight. She moves to press herself very close against you, her hand reaches down to rub your shaft over the leather pants.*

I am really glad she got a male for a pilot. I think I'm going to enjoy having you on the ship.

*leaning up to kiss you, pressing her whole body against you, arching her hips to you. You can feel the heat through both your leather. Kissing you deeply, passionately, wrapping her arms around you, holding you tight*

She said that she wanted you ready for her. But I guess that you are already.

*You hear me clear my throat. Taryn quickly releases you, turns salutes me quickly, and turns and walks away. I watch her ass for a bit.. then turn around and walk back inside.*

She's something else. I hope you had a chance to enjoy her. If you didn't there will be other times.

*smiling at you, and adjusting my nearly transparent veil across my face*
I hope you liked the ship, I'm sure Taryn didn't take you anywhere too adventurous. *smiling* But I've always admired the view from the observation deck, I hope you did too.

*sitting down on the end of the bed.. smiling at you*
I see that she did bring you ready for me. Strip for me. I want you naked when I use you.
 
Thomas

I looked her up and down, licked my lips as they split into a cold smile. "Whatever, you want," I began as I sat on the bed to pull off my boots. I removed the first one and gave it a toss across her floor. I could feel her eyes on me, how quaint. I tossed the second further, so that it would hit the far wall gently before flopping on the deck like small leather cadaver. I rolled onto my back on the bed, lifting my legs high so I could slowly unfurl myself from my leather bonds. Her eyes widened as I popped free, and I heard a soft, but hungery purr.
 
*watching him as he casually tossed his boots, admiring the strain in his biceps, smiling as his chest rippled. Enjoying the look of him on his back, leggs in the air, unfurling his leather encased body. Smiling at the thick of his thigh muscles as his leather dropped to his ankles freeing his thick long shaft. Taking off my boots, tossing them onto the floor. Purring softly, hungrily.. pushing him to lay on his back on the bed, sliding my hands down his ankles, forcing the rest of the leather onto the floor. Moving between your leggs, sliding my hands up your leggs to your thighs, letting my hair glide along your skin. Reaching up and cupping your balls, rolling them, playing with them, holding them, squeezing them, then sharply reaching out and slapping your cock lightly*

Anytime I ask you to be ready for me, your cock will be hard and stand at attention to please me. You will also be asked to please any of the crew I choose while I watch, and I expect you to make them scream.

*reaching out and wrapping my hand around your shaft, stroking it, squeezing it*

I like playing with my toys, so you'll be used often.

*moving to straddle across your hips, reaching down playfully and squeezing a nipple*

Leave your hands at your sides unless I tell you, if you can't, I can always tie them there.

*rubbing your cock against my warm pussy, parting my lips, pressing against my clit. Using your shaft to masturbate*
 
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Thomas

I lay back and force myself to let her "play" with me. Fist balling at my sides, my biceps twitch as I barely control my instintic to grasp her waist and impale her upon my cock and pump her hard with hot jets of my release.

Her pinch of my nipple sends a buzz of nerves streaking though my body like a comet, bursting into my aching cock as she rubs herself with my desperate shaft.

As she goes on, purrign and cooing softly, I thrust my hips up lifting her off the bed slightly, but grinding our sexes closer together, though not nearly close enough.
 
*moving and pressing against you, arching and sighing softly*

Ooo My slave is pussy hungry... I can fix that

*moving your cock to shove into me on your thrust up, laying my head back and closing my eyes, sighing softly and grinding against your hips. Pressing agaist you, riding, thrusting, grinding moving. Letting passion take me over, breath quickening, passion building. Reaching down and pinching your other nipple, then snaking a finger down my body, rubbing a finger against my clit as you thrust up. Moaning out*

Yyyyeessss.. Oooooooooooo yyyeessss..

*moving and pressing and grinding down on you. Moving my finger, and then leaning down and kissing you hard. My toungue snaking out to seek your own, sucking on it, pulling your mouth to me. Hard nipples rub against your naked chest. grinding against you. Sliding my hands up your arms to your hands, holding you, kissing you, pressing and grinding, and pushing your hard thick cock deep inside me. Moving and loosing myself in passion*
 
Thomas

Returning her kiss I thrust into her waiting pussy with wild abandon. The feel of her nipples grazing my chest makes me grunt with pleasue as I thrust deeper, lifting her totally off the bed, secured only by my iron hard hook, sunk deep into her flesh.

She moans and purrs merry as a kitten with cream and string, as she rides on top of my throbbing pole. The pressure in my balls feels like a comprimised space suit. It will soon erupt and fill her quivvering depths. Try as I might to restrain myself I know that I am far over the point of no return as her powerful climax grips me and sucks like vacuum of the viod upon my cock. With a cry I explode like tanker within her depths.
 
*moving, pressing, pushing, grinding, being tossed against your passion, growling out in pleasure, laying my head back in ecstacy, your powerful explosion rocking my own, forcing multiple waves of pleasure to rip through my body, crying out in ecstacy. Sighing and panting softly.. laying atop you, wrapping my arms around your shoulders.. whispering breathlessly*
Hold me.
*panting and shivering, covered in quivers, enjoying the feel of your warm, powerful body beneath me*
 
Released to hold her, I sweep her up in my arms and kiss her deeply. Running my hands over her body, caressing her back, her neck, the tops of her shoulders as we kiss. Then slipping a hand on to her breast to knead breifly before breaking our kiss and gently resting her body atop my chest. I encircle her back and neck with my arms and softly clutch her to me as I deflate within her, slowly.

My eyes close in the warm waves of comfort and fulfilment. Gently clutching her weight to my chest like a child would clutch a favorite doll before drifting to sleep.
 
*sighing, kissing you passionately, enjoying the feel of your arms around me, holding me, caressing me. Moving off to lay by your side, smiling and panting softly, drifting off to a light sleep in your arms.. then a soft sound awakens me..smiling at Indy..whispering out*

I'll be right there.

*smiling and leaving your warm body, resting gently asleep on my bed. Grabbing an overdress, and my other veil, throwing it over my face, and then heading out of the room and quietly down the corridor to the conference room*

I think our pilot is going to work out well

*she merely smiles and brings up starmaps on the vidscreen, showing me the nebulae, and the distance to the nearest steady crossing of traffic*

I just ~know~ that I have time to do this. If we can get the argon fast enough, that might mean training the pilot on the harvester.. and then get to that cross gate right there, we should be able to have enough on this ship to buy our weapons upgrade.
After that, we can take on the terrellion ship and claim our fortune.
*pointing to various places on the starcharts of where to tractor the ship to, and how to go about the attack*
 
Thomas

I felt her get out of bed and scurry off. I lay silent and still as if I were asleep, until I was sure she was gone. Then I quickly rose and slipped out of the cabn following the sound of footsteps down the corridor I kept my naked form to the shadows as I followed.

Indy, the security officer, led her down the corricor and into a chamber. As they walked on I heard them mention that I would work out fine, but for what purpose? They eventually disapeared into a room. I crept closer the door bore the lable of Conference Room. I crept up, there were no windows but I knelt down and pressed an ear to the door.

I could hear excited voices, but the hull and the door muffled most of it. All I could make out was some more mention of Argon and somehitng about a weapons upgrade. Perhaps she was a gunrunner? The conversation began to subside so I slipped off down the corridor and back into her bed, pretnding to still sleep.
 
*finishing up the plans with Indy, checking the bridge one more time to make sure we were still on course. Opening up the throttle just a little more due to anxiousness, maintaining we were still in safe levels, leaving orders with Indy to watch the bridge, and not to wake me til morning. Returning to my cabin. Sleeping pilot still intact, slipping out of my overdress, getting naked completely, setting my last transparent veil on the counter next to the shower and sliding in. The warm water feeling luxurious against my skin, leaning into the wall a bit, resting, relaxing. Thinking to myself.. soon it will be all over, soon I'll have everything I need to go back to a normal life in the deserts of Gor. Letting the steamy water fog everything up, not concentrating on anything in particular, just daydreaming of the desert heat. My thoughts drift to the pilot, there's something about him, he's not outright defiant, as a matter of fact been more willing than many of my other slaves, but there's something in his eyes, something so distracting, yet so warm, enjoying the heat of the water soothing my body*
 
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Thomas

When I heard the shower begin and then get interupted by the prescence of a body, I flick my eyes open. She is in the shower. I scan the room. No sign of life. But no sign of charts or anything else that I could glean some more information from. "Damnit!" I say to myself.

Lying there hearing the water pour over her form, so close yet so distant. I smile to myself. The twinges of passion give rise to both a plan and my willing cock. With a grin of anticipation I creep into the bathroom and slip inot the water stream behind her. I reach around and caress a lathered breast.
 
*fading into a dreamy daze, enjoying the feel of your hand on my breast, moving my own hand up to yours, sighing out softly, moaning in pleasure and leaning back into you. Wrapping my arm up around your neck, succumbing to the feel of the hot water, and your hands. Molding my body to yours, opening my leggs, arching my ass into you, arching my breasts into your hand arching my lips up for your kiss*
Ooooooooooooooooo

*feeling your other hand come up gliding up my shoulder, both your hands move to my shoulders, turn me around sharply look into my eye deeply, very seriously gazing into mine.*
"I wouldn't find it wise to turn your back on me too often"
*my eyes widening as panic suddenly grips my heart at your serious words. Your lips press against mine hard, passionately, toungue forcing it's way to my mouth, exploring, sucking at mine, and biting my lower lip as you release me. Your body presses against me, the heat of my passion touched only momentarily sends thrill thru my body. Hot water dripping from your chest, your warm breath on my neck, my body giving in, snaking my arms around you, pressing to you, arching and kissing you deeply.*
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm

*sighing out as you pick me up, carry me from there to the bed, laying me ever so gently on the bed, caressing my cheek, my neck, my breasts, my stomach, down to my hot passion points. Laying my head back closing my eyes, conceding my body to you, crying out. You move to lay atop me, you do not tease, you do not torment, you enter sharply, deeply, I feel you fill me completely. Arms flying out around you, holding to you, realizing in my soul you are not a slave being had. You are a man fully taking me as a woman. Giving into my passions, breath quickening, body tightening around you, kissing you deeply, moving, riding the waves of passion. Exploding in a scream, nails digging into your back, hard nipples pressing to your body, releasing in waves*
OOOOOOOOoooooooooooooo

*panting sighing, releasing you slowly, drifting to the mattress, whispering out in an ecstatic sigh*
You are truly a one of a kind man
 
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Thomas

Spreading her out before me, dripping on the bed, a smile cracks my face. I grip her by the hips, and enter her silken depths. She intantly seizes upon my cock with rippling hunger.

She begins to moan in pleasure as I pump her into ecstasy. As I join her in fruition of our desire and she lets me slip from her grasp, "I am a unique man," I say as I roll to my side. Looking deep into her eyes, "What is your game, here?" I ask coldly with a practiced air of command. I note the look of shock that crosses her face. She is not used to being questioned, nor is she used to being seduced.
 
*sighing softly, his words coming cuttingly, startledly looking at him.*
I am a Gorean Free woman.
Do you know what that means? *looking at him sideways, smiling coyly* There are only 3 ways Gorean women become free. They are born that way. They work for it, or they escaped to become that way. I work for my freedom.
I'm what you might call on your world a Pirate.
I take what is wealthy and use it as my wealth. I am hoping to be able to get one last big shipment and then I'm going to retire to the Gorean desert.

*rolling over on my side and looking at you warmly thru true green eyes*

And you're going to help me. *smiling* All my slaves are going to help me become rich.
And when I retire I'm going to free all of them but blue. *sighing contentedly* And perhaps you.

*rolling back on my back, stretching my arms above my head, taking one long deep breath, pulling my arms back down, settling in next to your side yawning*
 
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Thomas

An eyebrow lifts in curious reaction to her description of herself as a "pirate." Now here was a woman that I could, perhaps, deal with. "How gregarious of you," I say in response to her freeing her slaves. "to free all, but Blue and perhaps me, of course."

My face going more serious and my voice deepening, "So what is the target?" I ask with a smile of greed the promise of my salvation and vengence. "Piracy is...., but one of my specialties."
 
*raising my eyebrow to your words..smiling softly, closing my eyes softly*

Specialties huh... I'll have to find out what your other specialties are... *smiling and licking my lips*
The target is well off... right now we have to get enough Argon stored to render a terrellion merchant ship powerless..
There happens to be a particularly valueable, particularly rare and precious object aboard. There's also a shipment of the planetary associations trade in titanium, and platinum. No matter where you're from you know platinum is valueable.
I've found a buyer for the object, and the money from the shipment is peanuts compared to the price.

*yawning slowly*

But that will be explained tomorrow at morning bridge meeting.
I let you be late today. It will only happen once.

*closing my eyes, pressing a button you hear the doors security locks go into place, and rolling over*

Good night slave, if you stay be warm in my bed, if you go, be on your cot when I wake up

*burying my head in my pillow*
 
Thomas

She rolled over and dozed off, I sat there in thought. Gassing the freighter, hmmm. Not exactly my style, but this ship was not built for disable and board operations. Delivery of the gas would be a challenge, I wonder who we have on this ship to do that? I really do not know the personal capabilities of her crew, I wondered if she really did. Someone would have to fly us in close enough to launch a gas strike, but who would deliver the gas? She took me as her piloet, this I knew, yet without knowing her crew who could I trust to deliver the Argon to the target?

With these new questions I slid next to her and cupped one of her breasts as I drifted to sleep...
 
*waking up in a soft daze as a naked serving girl comes in with breakfast for two..thinking to myself "Mornings come too early in this damned place, I'm going to have to do something about that clock". Rolling over softly, finding my slave still with me. Admiring your jaw, tracing your lips with my finger, sighing softly as the girl leaves.*

Thomas, it's time to wake up. I'm not going to make you bathe me this morning, but know that in the future it will be one of your tasks... *smiling* I enjoyed last night immensely.

*shivering slightly and then slipping out of bed, you see me grab one of the lightest veils, and two other veils and slip into the bathroom...the shower starting up. Taking a quick shower, and coming out not quite all dried off*

I want you on the bridge in 15 minutes this time. I will punish you if you are late today. There is going to be a bridge meeting right after we check course it's important that you be there.

*finishing off drying my hair slipping into my leather jumpsuit, putting on the last of my veils over my nose*

Wear the leather pants and boots...when I get tired of seeing your chest I'll find a shirt. Everyone else on the bridge will be dressed like they were at lunch yesterday.

*leaving the room quickly, the sound of heels clicking fading down the corridor as the door shuts*
 
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