The Pilot's Plight

Thomas

As she left I finished my coffee and tossed the prospects of being late over in my mind as I quickly showered. It would be quite interestign to see how she would react to being late, however, if there is some information to be had I must aquire it.

With that Swept my hair back in a damp tail and pulled on the billowing sleeved linen shirt she had someone find for me as well as my leather pants and boots. I wondered who would be in trouble over my shirt, me or the fetcher of the shirt, I had left the drawstrings lay loose across the deep 'v' bellow the collar. If I had female mamaries they would have surely jetisoned from the opening in the chest.

The doors slid open to the bridge precisely on time, she had the look of impatience about her. Already thinking that I was neglecting her instructions about tardiness. I cracked an thin smile at this. I noticed that her bridge crew looked quite different with clothes on. It was hard to decide which mode of uniform I preferred. I noted Taryn breifly lick her lips from behind her owner as she scanned my now shirted form.

Walking on to the brdige, "Course status?" I called out really to Taryn though, gazing at her past our lithly veiled leader. Taking in as much of Taryn's tempting form. I loved the way her nipples peeked through the eyelets of her leather bikini and the slight curve of her ass peeked out from beneathe her near beltlike leather skirt. The rest of the command staff was similarly dressed in individualized erotic uniforms, my cock twitched as it was smothered in my leathers at the sight as I slid intothe command chair awaiting my update. I could feel her eyes burning into the deep neckline of my chest, which I ignored as I settled in.
 
*course check seems okay, just another 52 hours til we'd arrive*
I'd like to have a bridge meeting.
*Leaving the bridge, you notice the rest of the crew set their posts and follow. Entering the standard conference room, the first thing you notice is the table is a little smaller than normal conference table, so everyone sit's a little closer, and you notice the table is decorated in a very old style fashion with lion leggs and rings dangling from the corners, but made of modern material, not wood... just like it were replicated imperfectly. I sit at the head with Taryn on my right, Ankha on my left and Indy on Ankha's right, and an empty chair next to Taryn.*
First off I'm glad everyone could be on time this morning. This next shipment is going to be our last, our biggest. You all should know it will also be our most delicate and calculated. Indy and Ankha have stayed up many hours, *soft snickering heard* and hopefully come up with the full proof plan.
I'm going to let Indy explain.
*she stands up and starts a vid screen at the end of the table, it shows a picture of an absolutely beautiful big armoured Terrellion Battle Cruiser.*
We don't have all the weapons they have, but we have the means to render them powerless for a short amount of time. How short is exactly 5 earth hours. I know that isn't much, normally we've had longer, but this one is bigger and heavier, so we have to be smarter. We are faster, We are lighter, We have a better system. We just can't loose our heads on this one. I'll let Ankha explain from here.
*she stands up as Indy sits down, the vid screen starts showing up pictures of various engine parts, and armorment.*
For those who aren't familiar, their engine is an ion engine, not fast, but long lasting. We've picked a spot where we can throw enough argon into their ion engine to completely shut down power to all their sysems except life support and backup air for 5 hours. We can tow them behind for a couple light years to this nearby asteroid field, we're going to have to stay on top of it. I estimate that will take at least an hour unless pilot is really good. From there we can connect over and crack the hull at the door, let ourselves in and the artifacts out.
*she sits down and Indy stands up again. The vidscreen starts showing old war relics from various wars on various planets*
This is called the flying museum. Once we are in, we are going to have to navigate around the various chambers he has set up for ~posterity~ sake. Most of these stolen over time anyway by many hands, so it won't be anything new for the objects.
*vid screen showing navigating a path thru several rooms to an armament room, archeology room, medieval, strange alien beings setup in frozen pozes in fights, right down to famous fighting dogs and the final room showing nothing but stacks and stacks of latinum bars*
Our target. As much for as long and we will have 4½ hours to do it. We have to be at least 6 lightyears away before that thing starts up again, or we are going to be toast.
*she sits down. I stand up a the screen goes black*
This is what I've trained you for, I'll practice with the pilot tonight. You'll have three hours after lunch to make final preparations and trainings. Any Questions suggestions or comments?
*gazing warmly around the room*
 
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Thomas

"Excuse me!" I say forcefully leaning in to the table as she begins leave. I note the shock on the faces at the table and her look of fiery anger as I stop her in her tracks at the door. "Your plan is too slow and dangerous." I begin coldly. Her eyebrows shoot up and her chief conspirators begin to argue their case, but I cut them off. "Your swell lot of thieves here," I say sweeping the room with my arms in contempt, "have came up with a great plan for gassing a luxury liner in the middle of nowhere. Unfortunately, here you have a a battle cruiser, on a major route. Battle cruisers make regular reports. The mass of the ship will overtax your drives anyway." Indy starts to defend the plan as it is, but a glance from her owner quiets her.

With that vote of begrudged confidence I continue, "I say we step up the time table hit them closer to the asteroids. Once we gas them we tow them to the field. While we are doing that we cut through the hull and loot the lat with suits and lotebots." Slowly scanning from one face to another before continuing, my words coming out slowly as if I were trying to comunicate to a room of small childeren about their chores, "I can pull us through the field. Before we do anything, we reconfigure the main guns into a plasma torch, we cut away the hull. Then instead of docking and lumping the lat through the ship we simply pluck it out of the vacuum. Like chocolates from a sweets box, once you open the lid." I say the last in disgust as my words are falling on untrained ears. I fold my arms, slide my chair back, kick my feet up on the table, "Don't listen to the one person on board this ship that can get us out alive before the entire fleet is hunting you down!" I shake my head in disgust. I am frustrated. I have been left out of the planning process and the plan is a sure failure. If the drives don't burn up, the time table will allow a scramble of destroyers at the very least. My plan is dangerous as well, but it can be done quicker and the only problem will be towing the behemoth throught he outskirts of the field. Of course if they loot as well as they plan we could be clear through the feild by the time we were half loaded!
 
*eyes widening at your voice.. smile playing at my lips as you decide on a plan of action. The girls try to defend but I asked for suggestions a mere glance around the room tells them to listen. I watched his air of command, his charisma, his devious charm, even his arrogance intrigues me. Ankha's voice cuts my thoughts*

I could configure the guns for a plasma torch, we could just connect a tube, if you're good we could begin getting it out before we even reach the field. All you gotta do is keep us connected.

*the other girls listened for a moment.. then Indy piped up*

Technically with his plan no one has to be harmed, we could still get thru to all of it. We might have better access to it.

*I stand up*

Okay..we'll mull it over for a bit. We'll reconvene after lunch girls... find a way to see if you can make it work. Dismissed.

*the girls immediately take the cue and stand to leave*

Thomas, I want to talk to you privately more about this.

*waiting for the door to close and lock*

I have something else on the ship that I need to get. The girls are getting latinum to build the fortune.

*bringing up the vidscreen and showing you a room about four rooms down from the latinum room*

What I need is in that room. It's small, only one object. But I need enough time to get enough latinum out of that hull to get me thru that door and to the object or this whole mission would be worthless. Only Indy knows about this so far. And now thanks to your plan, you need to know. How are you going to arrange I get it and we all get out safely?

*raising an eyebrow in curiosity and handing the vid screen controls to you.*

All the information you need is in these files to figure out the perfect plan. I'll give you an hour. And then I want you in my quarters. I have some private business to discuss with you about your.. attire

*gazing at your shirt, looking you up and down. You hear the door unlock and I stand to leave the room, leaving you with the files, the vidscreen and your thoughts*
 
Thomas

So that is the game? Why not let everone know, why? I know we can cut through the hull, while the latinum is being harvested there is the possiblity of inserting someone to retrieve her true prize. Flipping the controls and formulating my plan, "Yes, that is it. I am sure she will be pleased with it," I say aloud before flicking off the view screen and exiting.

As soon as I step out into the corridor I run, quite litterally, intoTaryn. "Excu...," I begin but she sliences me with a powerful and demanding kiss. I let her continue, then as sharply as she began she breaks the kiss and begins to retreat down the passage. I take two steps after the impulsive tart when she tosses her hair from her shoulder and glances at me to say, "No. You must be careful." She hurries away. Perhaps, she knows what I am planning as well. I smile and slightly bow at her disappearing and bouncing bottom, before turning and making my way to her chambers.

The doors slide open and I immiediately step througha nd allow them to snap shut behind me. I begin quickly to cut her off, and perhaps catch her off guard, "Yes, it will be possible to gain your personal objective, on one condition." She smiled at first, then her aspect darkened, "What condition?" I allowed and thin knowingly cold smile to part my lips as I told her, "It will be possible to insert one member of this crew to retrieve your, bauble. As soon as we cut our way into the hull, you can slip through the opening while the rest of your crew handles the harvesting of the latinum. YOU will have to work very fast I am afraid, it shouldn't take Indy too long to work up the latinum..." She cut me off with rage threatening to crack her voice, "ME, you expect me, to go in alone?" "Yes, m'lady, you are the only one that I did not have dispatched for my plan and since Indy is the best suited to run the harvesters, and I will be flying, that leaves you. Unless, of course you wish to fly and then risk my life instead. Of course, I feel that since it is your goal alone," narrowing my eyes and boring holes into her with the, "it is the price for the greed of command, is it not?"
 
*smiling under my veils..standing from the end of the bed and moving over to my dresser. Thinking to myself that Indy had told me the same thing. I would have to go in on my own, for my own gain, they were in it for the money. That's fine I thought, I knew it would be risk. Pressing the console and you hear the door lock*

Yes.. it is the job of the commander
I had thought of that possibility. But that means we'll be putting two holes in the ship. Is there an alternate hatch that would already open that we could blow while they are cutting the hull? That way I wouldn't have to do more structural damage, and I could be getting there while they are still cutting the hole?
We'll have to study the ship later.

I want you to go stand and face the end of the bed... stretch your arms out as well.. I have a ~private~ matter to discuss with you about your attire. I notice that you found a shirt to wear

*pulling out leather bindings from my dresser drawyer, then pressing the console.*

Taryn, come to my quarters immediately. There is a matter we have to discuss.
 
Thomas

I nod slightly and crack a smile as I move over to her bed. I hear her summon Taryn, now this will be a treat, I think as I raise my arms slowly. I break the silence with a non-chalant, "There is no need to go over the schemes of the cruiser again. The weaponry on this ship will be hard pressed to open the hull once. A second cutting would surely overheat and either melt them down or back up and blow this ship apart." I wish I could see her reaction to that.
 
*smiling as he obeys immediately.. tying his arms out, making sure that he can still bend over a little on the bed. pulling out a spreader bar and attaching it your ankles.*

I'll find a door then... I'll have to.

*Taryn knocks at the door... unlocking the door and letting her in, she step just inside the door and move only slightly when it shuts rapidly behind her and you hear the loud lock.*

Yes madame.

*looking at your back, and then looking at her.*

You are a cock hungry whore that needs to be punished. You have broken several rules. And since I have to punish the one with the cock as well. I thought I'd get them both over with now.
Strip bitch. Sula-ki bed

*Taryn immediately strips out of her clothing and lays on the bed in front of you.. on her back, bending her leggs to let her heel touch then arching her hips up pushing her pussy towards your hips.*

Good Taryn

*I pull another spreader bar and attach it to her ankles, keeping her leggs apart, then stretching her arms up abover her head I bind her wrists to the top of the bed, reaching aside the bed and picking up a sharp dagger, single edge blade, gilded hilt and jade encrusted handle.Sliding the back of the blade along Taryn's cheek, then tracing her lips, She kisses the blade softly, licking her lips as it traces down her toungue, sliding it down between her breasts, she tries to arch to it.. I push her stomach down so that she puts her hips on the bed, then sliding the back of the blade down between her pussy lips, a sigh escapes her lips. Tracing it down a thigh and then off her knee and over to your stomach. Moving to kneel between Taryn's thighs, gazing into your eyes.*

I told you that I didn't want you in a shirt, and that when I did I would provide it. I don't know how you got it, I don't care, I don't want to see you in it.

*sliding the knife up the shirt into the material, the sound of ripping cloth ascending thru the air, and stopping just under your chin. Stroking your chest with my hand, opening the rip wider, pinching your nipples. Putting the knife at your shoulder and ripping throug the shirt all the way down your arm, slicing the sleeve open completely*

I would rather admire your naked body, and I know there are some in my crew that would as well.

*Admiring Taryn's hard nipples. Putting the knife at your other shoulder and slicing down your arm opening your sleeve. Moving off the bed, an behind you, pressing my body against you briefly, and then slicing from the back of your neck down your back., ripping throug the cloth. Repeating this, in three long slices down your back. Going to my dresser, pulling out a flogger*

I'm going to have to flog you for it
 
Thomas

Watching her run that blade over Taryn's skin was causing me to swell within the depths of my leather pants to excruciating levels. Taryn's tonngue on the blade sent a shiver through me wishing that was my blade upon those lips.

She then began to slice away the material of my shirt. My eyes half closed in the delight of the moment. As my shirt was destroyed and hung in rags about me all I could do was stare at Taryn's tethered and aching form beneathe me. I could smell her scent rising as she watched as if in a trance as my shirt was cut away. I could see Taryn struggling with need, need for my cock. It was sweet torture to me.

She said she was going to flog me. What of it. Her placement of Taryn is doing me more harm than any mere weapon could possibly inflict upon my body. My legs shuffled uncomfortably against the spreader bar arching my hips towards Taryn's eager pussy. This is unrelenting horror to have prey right there and unable to attack.
 
*walking back to stand just behind you. Reaching out and caressing your back, rippig the shirt a little more as I pull away, and striking you with the flogger, over and over, til only shreds and welts remain on your back.. caressing your back and pulling the remaining cloth off your arm. Caressing it with my hand, and then striking your shoulder with the flogger, several times before stopping and caressing your other shoulder, flogging your shoulder till all the cloth has fallen off. Reaching out with a hand, caressing it softly and pulling the remaining cloth off the other arm*

I am displeased that you would disobey me this way. Look at that girl... she lays there.. a slave just like yourself. You are owned. You are mine. You should do as I say when I say so that you live.
When you are a good slave you will be rewarded. Because you've been a bad slave you are punished.

*caressing the welts on your back*

I don't want to see you in a shirt again. If I decide to put you in clothes at all after this

*reaching around your front and pulling open your pants, pressing my body to your back, you notice it's naked, My hard nipples rub against your soft welts. The warm of my stomach against you, slidig both my hands down your sides, and stirpping your pants down to your ankles.. exposing you completely naked in front of Taryn laying on the bed helpless in front of you*

I will decide if I want you in clothes at all later. Think about not displeasing Me anymore

*spanking your ass and then moving to the dresser to get a riding crop*

Taryn... I am also displeased with some of the things you've done lately.
 
Thomas

My throbbing phallus sprung out of my pants as she pulled the leather down. It lurched forward, pulsing toward Taryn's waiting, dripping pussy. I gasped and a shudder of longing rent my body.

I catch a quick glimpse of the crop she has now. I see Taryn's hungery eyes flash at its appearance. Her desire mixed now with concern and lust. By all the flaming suns of Mongor, Taryn is gorgeous. My cock twitches in desperation to have that steaming pussy so close to my head.
 
*Moving to stand at the side of the bed, putting the riding crop to Taryn's lips, she kissees it, and licks her lips, I caress it down her chin, down her neck*

You are such a willful and demanding slave.. I'm going to turn that commanding tone into a wanton tone of begging

*sliding the crop down her chest, and then striking her right breast and then her left.. striking her breasts several times in turn, not touching the nipple.*

You are no longer going to demand things on this ship you will go back to asking

*beating her breasts several times more, turning them pink, her nipples grow hard. She sighs apologies and I beat her breasts a few more times..then sliding the head of the crop down her stomach. Sliding the head between her thighs, she arches up to meet it. I rub the leather between her thighs, parting her lips in front of you, showing her clit pressed against the head of the crop*

If this pussy is sooo cock hungry how come it's not wet enough to take a cock!

*striking the crop against her pussy several times, the wetness building adding to the slap of the crop against her clit.. she closes her eyes, moans out a sorry*

I don't think you're cock hungry enough

*reaching a hand out and grabbing your thick cock around the base.. rubbing and stroking it*

Look at this thick cock bitch

*striking her pussy with the crop.. stroking your cock. Her eyes open hungry with lust and desire, gazing at your cock in my hands, licking my lips, whimpering for it.. moaning out yeeesssss*

Look at his large thick cock..tell me how much you want this thick hard shaft in your tight little pussy

*striking her pussy three more times it becoming very wet and slippery.. she pleads out a please, and yes that she wants it.. moving the crop up her body finally striking her right nipple*

And this hard nipple.. is it ready to be sucked?

*she arches into the crop yelling yes and that she wants her body fucked by your big cock.. moving to straddle across her face*

Show me cock hungry whore

*she immediately arches her face into my pussy and licks and sucks hungrily*
 
Thomas

Watching her torture Taryn, the crop splashing on her glistening lips, her breasts... My head spins my entire senses becoming completely engulfed by the longing throb of my cock. I must have her I struggle hard against the bonds. Must have her pussy! I must..

The sight of Her stradling Taryn's face and Taryn arching to her is enough to drive a sane man mad. I moan under the strain of my great unfullfilled need.
 
*Taryn arches into me hungrily, I ride for a few, reach down and tweak one of her nipples, pinching it rolling it pulling it*

Could your toungue get her nipples just as hard?

*reaching a finger down between her breasts, then gripping it with my hand*

Can your mouth squeeze as hard?

*sliding my hand down her belly parting her lips and playing, sliding it down agains her clit, her hips rise, she moans with pleasure, sliding against me, moving and moaning. Nodding yes vigourously. I stick three fingers into her pussy..pushing them deep, filling and fucking her with my hand. She moans and writhes.*

Can your cock fill this bitch? Can you make her scream?

*moving off her face, and sliding off the bed, picking up the dagger from the floor, and then smiling at you. Taryns voice echos as sobs*

please.. please yes.. please take me.. fuck me like a bitch in heat

*her body wiggles in need and desire. I walk over to stand behind you.. pressing my body to yours. . my naked hard nipples rubbing against the welts on your back, rubbing against you, then reaching a hand in front to wrap around your shaft*

Is your big thick hard cock ready to make her scream? If you do really well I'll let you fuck me in front of her.

*slicing thru the leather and freeing your arms*
 
Thomas

She cuts the leather and I lunge forward parting Taryn's hungery, slick lips and blasting through her flesh like a plasma beam through thin metal shielding. Slamming into her like a meteor into a barren moon. Taryn's pussy boiled and burned like molten steel. I burried my bursting iron deep into her flesh. Taryn screamed and screamed again.

I felt her eager pussy drink and pull at my cock, as if her life depended upon it. I bent low to lick and flick her nipples with quick lashes. She moaned and writhed beneathe my weight and under my fast, powerful thrusts. I felt her clench her tight little pussy hard upon me.

I glimpsed movement..
 
*enjoying the sight of you lunge into her. Screams of pleasure coming to my ears like music. Watching as the passion builds as you take of her body and she drinks of yours. Her hips trying to arch into yours her trapped leggs trying to surround you more, her breasts arching, bouncing, hard nipple raking against your chest, lips lost in each other. *

Oohhh Yyeesss...take her.... Just like that

*Walking to the side of the bed settling in the chair, moving my leg over the chair, tracing the dagger up the side of my legg and then cutting free the panties I wear, moving the hilt to rub against my swollen clit. Wet glistening in the dim light. Enjoying you take and thrust, drive, grind against her, harder, bouncing her, treating her like the fuck she is. Licking my lips, driving the hilt in me, sighing out. watching as you both fuck for My pleasure.. eyes closing to slits.. almost seeing a flash on the other side of bed..loosing myself in your thrusts*
 
Thomas

The sight of her runnignthe hilt of her dagger into her dripping pussy makes my head swim and my cock twitch. Taryn, lost in her own bliss violently shakes as I slam into her hard and forceful, taking her to hyperspace. She begins coming hard, and refuses to stop. Rising to meet my thrusts, screaming incoherently, fucking like a Marisoi in heat.

Taryn's screams in my ears, and caresses upon my cock; Her dagger fucking herself... I slam Taryn powerfully one last time and jetison my burning payload into her vacuum, with one powerful explosion.

My eyes fuzz, my toes numb, I gasp and bellow in triumph!
 
*enjoying, watching, sighing and plunging the dagger deep. Taryn sighs, screams, arches, and releases her passion. The sound of your mingled screams and bellows only bring my passion to a head. Laying my head back, closing my eyes, hearing your loud bellow and releasing my own passion in a sigh.. flooding the dagger.*

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

*not moving for a moment, just letting Thomas collapse on Taryn. Standing and walking over to the bed, putting my hand on Thomas's cheek, stroking it down and holding your chin guiding your lips to mine and kissing you deeply. Passionately pressing my lips against yours, toungue snaking out and dancing with yours. Releasing your lips softly and smiling warmly*

You are such a good slave. I am soooo pleased with you.

*moving to untie Taryn from underneath you. She immediately wraps her arms around you, panting and kissing your neck. Then you feel me unattaching the spreader bars and letting your leggs free*

The shower is in there, you both know where you're clothes are.

*glancing at Thomas* No shirt this time.. just leather boots, leather pants, and that warm powerful chest of yours. *smiling and licking my lips*

I'll see you both at lunch.

*going in to take a quick shower while you both pant on the bed*
 
Thomas

As she passed away to her shower, I collapsed into the warmth of Taryn's arms and kissed her in long, soft, sweet passion. We lay there silently, enjoying each others glowing caresses. I hardly noticed the showers end. Taryn did and immiediately pushed me off and set herself to righting her clothing. I slammed a fist into the matress in frustration. Before rolling over, coming to my feet I wound up face to face with her as she returned from the shower.
 
*coming out of the shower, dripping wet, seeing him slam his fist, looking down for a moment. Gasping, nipples going hard again as I suddenly am looking into his eyes*

A problem pilot?

*moving to pick up my leather jumpsuit as Taryn heads out of My chamber her heels clicking down the hall. Getting dressed and adjusting my veils a bit*

I have to study the other ship a bit. Choose my way to my "piece de resistance." Take a quick shower, I won't be meeting the bridge for lunch, but afterwards meet me on the observation deck. There is more that I'd like to ~enjoy~ of you.

*finishing up pulling on my boots and leaving my quarters, my own heels clicking down the hall*
 
Thomas

I take a frustrated shower before returning to the bridge to overview our progress. The reports on the weapon conversion is excellent. Everythign is going perfect for my plan.

As lunch aproaches I inform Taryn that I will be on the observation deck if I am needed and head off to meet her. I wonder what she could possibly want to meet me on the obs deck for. I wry smile crosses my lips as I step onto the darkened deck.
 
*Smiling as I hear the door slide open. Glad that it is just the two of us. I leave the lights down low. Standing in front of a small table with my back to him, gazing out the window at the stars moving by and far away pinpoints of light*
I'm glad you joined me. I truly think harsh buisiness environments aren't places to discuss ~personal~ matters.
The stars are very pretty tonight wouldn't you think?

*sitting down at the table an motioning for you to sit down.. still gazing at the stars passing by*
There is a matter I wish to discuss with you. One that will involve your future and your fate.

*turing to look at you for the first time, you see I wear no veil. Smiling at you warmly, eyes dancing softly*
I believe I have mentioned that after I am finished with this raid I will be finished pirating entirely and retire.
I know that Blue's fate is set. She is mine heart body and soul. She will be mine forever.
But I plan on freeing other slaves. All of the lower crew.. they will be of no use to me where I'm going. I'm going to free Ankha. Taryn has already begged to stay with me. Now it's your turn.
If after this mission I decide ... what will you choose?
Where will you go? How much would you need to get there?
And remember this is an ~If~. If I choose I will keep you as a pleasure slave and you serve me nightly in my house on my home planet.
 
Thomas

Her quaint comment about the night causes me to crack a limp half smile, "Yes, I have always loved the skies of this quadrant," I reply. I open my mouth to continue when she turns, veiless and goes on about her 'plans.'

After she finishes I scan her from head to toe and then with a heavy heart I turn and face the stars. Staring out into the inky blackness dotted with white pinpoints and streaks for a long time in silence. Lost in thought and battling with my own emotions. I can feel her eyes upon me, searching, perhaps with this witch scrying my mind; it mattered not.

After long thought and surprisingly heart wrenching soulsearching I turn to face her. Licking my parched lips, "Madame," I begin in a muted tone, "I must express my thanks for providing the means for my liberation. I have never found another woman as intriguiing as you. I have never found a shared toy as pleasing as your Taryn. However, light years before I came to be in your entourage, my soul was sold to the stars. You have the luxury of retirement. My heart has only but my vengence to look forward to. I will always be a corsaire. The lack of humming thrusters in my ears would deafen me. To die safe in bed would be high treason, to myself." I pause drawing a deep breathe lettign my words sink in.

"Having said all that, I would not trade having served with you for the whole galaxy. I am not accustomed to begging, I haven't the skills. Therefore, I would request that you only consider what retirement would mean to you." I look deep into her eyes, "When I see you scanning schemas of ships to loot, plotting assaults with Blue, I see the corsaire behind your veil. This is your ship. Would you walk away from this so calmly? Life is just a journey, but the dream must give it flame." I finish, resting my hands on my leather clad hips and turn to the stars once more.
 
*Turning my gaze out to the stars, smiling warmly*

I have always had an enjoyable time. Even when I hated it, I loved the adventure of it, the experience. My people believe very strongly in living by experience. I've been a slave to many, and turned many to a slave. And I do ~love~ the travel.

*Fanning myself softly, unzipping the front of my jumpsuit a bit*

I don't know why they always seem to make this room hotter than the rest.

*Freeing my breasts to the open air, and sliding my boots off*

I will consider your words carefully. Perhaps I'll just downgrade ships pick an intimate crew and sail the starports for a while.

*slipping fully out of my jumpsuit letting it fall to the floor. Standing fully naked and walking over to the bar next to the window, leaning down against it, pressing my hips to it, gazing out the window my ass posed perfectly for your view*

Sooo, if I got an ~intimate~ crew.. would vengence still be on your mind? Or would you care to turn it to sailing the stars?
*raising an eyebrow to you*
 
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Thomas

My cock stiffening and twitching as she undresses and walks to the bar. Her ass framed by the beauty of the stars, her words intrigue me. With a freshly raised eyebrow, I begin to reply, "An intamate crew you say? removing my boots, quietly. Crossing behind her, slipping out of my leather pants, cock springing out in a heavy surge. "I will have my vengence. I will sail the stars, again. And the pleasure would be so much greatly enhanced to sail them with you," I whisper into her ear as my eager rod presses against her. I bend down to gently kiss at her shoulder, her hair brushing asside as my fingers reveal her neck to my advancing kisses.
 
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