The Silhouette (Closed for HottieKatie)

[RockGod235]

Accessing Log...

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Encryption Key 0.1.8.99.566

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Captain.S.Karess: Report to me.

Echo-5: Distress Signal activated, 500,000 starkilometers away.

Captain.S.Karess: What is the nature of the distress signal?

Echo-5: Engine Failure.

Captain.S.Karess: A Commonwealth ship?

Echo-5: Processing...Please wait. (7 second pause). Negative.

Captain.S.Karess: Go to full speed, and prepare the Silhouette for boarding operations.



The Silhouette is a ship unlike any other. Shaped like a dagger, and the colour of darkest obsidian it blends in with space around it leaving only a silhouette amongst the stars, thus earning its namesake. Like the predator sharks of old Earth, it moves silently towards its target that is “dead in the water” so to speak. The craft begins to slow down as it closes in on the distressed transport craft, circling it like prey until eventually the smaller details of the ship are made it out in greater detail. A couple of view ports are visible, as well as a few blinking lights plus the sparking engine that had caused the malfunction.

Aboard the main deck of the Silhouette, Captain Karess watches an intensified image of the downed ship on a large 3D hologram projector that erupts from the centre of the room. The Captain was young for a man of his profession, barely in his late twenties and although devilishly handsome, still bore a scar or two from his dangerous profession. With a sleek face and well defined cheekbones, he bore the natural looks of Commonwealth highborn. Only a small scar below his right eye marred his near perfect features, the result of a duelling wound he had received when first starting as a slaver. His raven dark hair fell down to his shoulders, some small strands plaited together and kept bound by small silver circlets. He stood with his arms folded as he studied the holographic projection of the ship before him, wearing a floor length black trench coat. The Captain was not alone in the room.

“We're ready when you are Captain.” the voice said, the gravel like sound suggesting the speaker had abused himself with too many tobacco-sticks. Forrix was The Captains second in command, approaching and in his early 40's. Dressed in combat plating and nursing a shotgun in his arms, he couldn’t be any more different from his captain. Forrix was short and bulky with muscle, whilst Karess was tall and built like an athlete. His hair was also cut short to his head, the signs of an ex military man (A disgraced one at that).

“Good, then let us begin operations.” Karess said, with a clear and precise tone. He naturally exerted the authority of a high born. “Echo-5, Patch me through to the ship.”. The captain patiently waited for the confirmation to come from his ships AI speaker system built in the small domed ceiling above them.

Echo-5: Affirmative Captain, Processing open link now Captain, please stand-by....please stand-by. You are now on an open link Captain.

“Fellow travellers.” Karess quietly cleared his throat before continuing, knowing that the hidden micro-sensors in the room would easily pick up his voice. “We have received your distress signal and have come to aid you in whatever way possible. We will be boarding your ship in a matter of moments, please congregate at the entrance of your airlock so you can receive whatever aid is necessary. We are coming aboard unarmed, this is is Captain Karess, over and out.”

Echo-5: Link closed

The captain grinned at his second in command, showing a row of perfect teeth as he placed his hands behind his back. “Prepare the droids Forrix, we board them in five minutes”. Forrix gave an ugly grin as he loaded a crystalline-buckshot round into his weapon.

 

[HottieKatie]

"Fellow travellers. We have received your distress signal and have come to aid you in whatever way possible. We will be boarding your ship in a matter of moments, please congregate at the entrance of your airlock so you can receive whatever aid is necessary. We are coming aboard unarmed, this is is Captain Karess, over and out.”

Once the voice was over, Siri grabbed her robe and got up, as the guy she was with did the same. It was the typical attire she wore everyday, a thin purple cloak that she crossed in the front, slightly covering her small body, and fixed with a green ribbon around her waist.

"We'll continue later", the guy said as he left the room.

Sis didn't care to answer.

Siri was barely twenty years old, but she was used to receiving orders. Since she had lost her parents in her 12 birthday (what an awful day!) she was a slave, and she had decided it was better to do what she was told than try to resist. At first she tried rebelling, only to realize she would have to do anything she was ordered to do anyway, and if she could spare some bruises and yells...

Thus she had become the sweet and obedient slave girl she was. A girl who followed order whoever they might come from.

And the voice in the speakers was no different. So there she went with the rest of the group to the airlock. Waiting patiently for the strangers to board them. Who they would be, she didn't know and she didn't really care. Nothing could be worse than her present life.

Or so she thought.

There she stood among the crowd, her purple hood on, waiting to see what destiny had prepared for her now.

 

[RockGod235]

The airlock that joined the Silhouettes boarding platform and the distressed ship hushed open, revealing Captain Karess and Forrix, flanked either side by two androids. They were humanoid looking, but made from obvious armoured plastics and unnervingly tall and lithe. In the centre of their cybernetics heads were a single eye which glowed a soft blue, and deadly looking phaser weapons where their arms should be. These weapons came to bear on the herded civilians before them with a threatening buzzing sound of pent-up energy. One of the civilians made the mistake of stepping forward.

“What is this? You said you were coming aboard unarmed!” He said, his mask a face of shock and anger. Forrix silenced him with his shotgun. The weapon bucked in the grizzled veterans hands, as it emptied its payload into the man before him, who in turn emptied his guts against the wall behind.

As expected there was a moment of panic, the civilians before them crying and screaming in confusion. Captain Karess stood with his hands behind his back, savouring the moment of absolute helplessness before him. He closed his eyes, slowly counting to ten in his head before reopening them and fixing his steely glare on the crowd before him. His voice silenced those before him, who were suddenly desperate to understand what was happening.

“I am Captain Karess, acting in the name of the Commonwealth.” He announced, making sure each word was clear and precise for those before him. “And by Commonwealth law, you now all belong to me. You're lives are forfeit, unless anyone has an objection to that.”

An almost complete silence greeted him apart from the activated weaponry of the androids and a couple of scared travellers sobbing quietly. Satisfied that he had quelled any idea of heroics, the Captains face twisted into a nasty smile as he begun to eye up his latest catch. He stopped as he got to the very end, his eyes settling on the hooded young girl before him. Most of the civilians were average, middle aged travellers, so this rare gem in the midst of rocks pleased him so.

“Oh, now your a pretty one aren't you?” The Captain said, as he reached his hand up to pull the girls hood back so he could see her features. The others looked down at the floor, too terrified to intervene. “And what would your name be my dear?”

 

[HottieKatie]

As the civilian was shot, Siri had a strange reaction. Everyone in the ship started crying and screaming. But not her; she stood strangely calm. It was the guy's fault to be dead. He shouldn't have rebelled against a man with a gun. Rule number one for survival. But maybe what made her care even less about him was that she knew him well. She had been quite often in his bed, and he definitely wasn't the nicest guy. He deserved everything that happened to him. Somehow she was sad he hadn't suffered some more.

When the soon-to-be Captain spoke again, and the people calmed down, Siri wasn't surprised by his words. It might be knew for these people, but it had happened to her so many times she had lost count. It was the rule in these days. So she understood and accepted her new fate.

"Your lives are forfeit", he said, and Siri couldn't stop a little unheard laugh. She had lived that way for so long.

But it didn't make her be less afraid when the man approached her and revealed her hidden head. Unless told otherwise, Siri always walked around hidden in her hooded robe. It made her feel less broken. Not that she was ugly, just the opposite, but it got her in trouble. Nobody wanted to fuck and ugly girl, but everybody wanted her when they saw her. Her soft white skin. He long and straight silky black hair. Her ocean blue eyes. Her pink lips. Lately she also carried around a small scar in her right cheek, but it didn't usually stop any guy from asking her to reveal the whole package; it was a minor flaw. Then, some backed down because of her small breasts, but most didn't care. All they usually wanted some place to stick their dicks, and she obviously had that, no matter how she tried to hide it.

So as soon as her face was revealed, Siri knew what would come after, and closed her eyes and sighted at the idea. How many new men would there be in Captain's Karess ship? She hoped not too many...

"Oh, now your a pretty one aren't you?", he said.

Yes, Siri thought, and that has gotten me into a lot of trouble.

“And what would your name be my dear?”

"My name is Siri, Captain. But as my life is yours now, you can call me whatever you want", she added.

It happened a lot, she was called hundreds of different things everyday, from "beauty" to "slutty bitch". She didn't care anymore what was she addressed as. Why would she? Each guy liked to call her something different, it was an easy way to recognize them when they called her from afar. So probably this new Captain would come up with completely new and original name for her.

 

[RockGod235]

The Captain raised an eyebrow with amusement at the young girls reply, before diverting his attention away from her. He looked into the space before him in private thought, his hands clasping behind his back as he began to circle her. Any nearby captives quickly shuffled further away from the two as they watched with morbid interest.

“Well Little Siri, that is an interesting concept. That I call you whatever I want that is.” he said as he continued to circle the vulnerable woman, his boots making soft yet menacing taps on the decking below him. “And why would that be?” he asked before coming to a standstill in front of her. Karess pulled his coat slightly to the side to reveal the belt holster around his waist. His hand slid to the pommel of a blade and unsheathed it in front of her. It was a small Vibro-Dagger, a close quarters weapon with an optional vibration motor. At the push of the button on the hilt it would activate, causing severe damage to anyone it would strike.

No one protested as Captain Karess pressed the vibro-blade softly against Siri's robed stomach and slowly slid it upwards. “No word of protest from your fellow travellers. No one here willing to save you, and you're willing to be called whatever I desire.” he said matter of factly as the blade travelled ever upwards across her green robes. “You're a pleasure girl, aren’t you Siri? An item made to be used.”. His eyes finally met hers as the flat side of the vibro-dagger found its way into the cleft of her robes, the cold metal touching the soft skin of her chest before slithering towards her breast. With a simple press of a button on the blades hilt, it began to vibrate softly against the girls nipple.

“I do believe I'll have uses for you in the near future. Unlike this sorry lot.” he grinned, before waving his arm at the captive audience, some who seemed to be shamefully aroused by the sight before them. “I'll keep you for myself.”

 

[HottieKatie]

“I call you whatever I want that is. And why would that be?”

As the Captain kept waling around her, Siri kept quiet. He knew why, and she wouldn't give him the pleasure to tell it by herself.

But as he started to unsheathe the blade, Siri knew she would have to speak the words if he asked her again. She had seen a VibroDagger before and knew how bad it could be in the hand of someone who knew how to use it. Siri didn't want to get the any scratch from that thing, so she stood still, waiting for the Captain to move. Maybe it was just for warning.

So as soon as the blade touched her body, she almost stopped breathing. The slightest move would be fatal with the blade in her stomach.

"You're a pleasure girl, aren’t you Siri? An item made to be used."

Siri wasn't going to admit that. Yes, she had become that, but not because she wanted to. She wasn't made for that. And she surely had done nothing to deserve it. She had only been a puppet in her parents will, which finally proved to be wrong.

As the blade moved upwards, Siri became more and more afraid. She could feel it was quite sharp, if it reached her neck, any breathing movement would cause a huge cut and unstoppable bleeding. So she was a little relieved when he stopped at her chest. Just a little, as the cold metal on her skin kept reminding her how deathly it could become.

What she didn't expect was it starting vibrating against her nipple. She thought maybe the Captain wanted to mark her body with the blade (something she had suffered repeatedly) but it was something completely different. He wanted to arose her? Siri was ashamed of her body. She could feel her nipple getting hard by the movement of the blade, and she knew the twin nipple would soon start to show against the soft and light robe. She was not aroused, she was afraid. But the cold and the vibration was causing the unwanted reaction in her body.

“I do believe I'll have uses for you in the near future. Unlike this sorry lot. I'll keep you for myself.”

She was expecting that. She was always the favorite pet of any new Captain that would find her. But they weren't usually as possessive as he seemed. I'll keep you for myself... Did it mean he wasn't going to share her body with other members of the crew? She doubted that. Every man always found a way to get a share of her body.

"Yes, Captain", she finally said, trembling a bit. "It'll be my pleasure to please you", she added, lowering her head, showing her submission to him and dropping an unseen tear.

She had learnt a long ago that it was better to seem thankful with new Captains. They were always nicer that way.

 

[RockGod235]

“Good. Then the negotiations are over.” The Captain concluded.

Within ten minutes, the battle-androids had escorted the prisoners onto the Silhouette whilst Forrix set up an explosive charge in the transport ships engine room. With everyone safely aboard the Silhouette and the boarding ramps disengaged, the Silhouette departed from its targeted vessel. After a short while, the transports detonated with a silent explosion in the vacuum of space. Captain Karess had allowed the prisoners to see this spectacle through the viewing glass as a small act of cruelty, before moving them on through the ship. Under the armed surveillance of the androids, they were marched into a spacious cargo room in the bowls of the ship.

“Not you my Pet.” He said, placing his hand on Siri's delicate shoulder before she could enter the makeshift prison with the others. “Greater things are planned for you. You don't belong with this filth.”.

Pulling her to the side, he watched as the last of the prisoners walked into the cargo room, some sobbing, some relieved that they had lived. The automatic bulk head slid down, before the mag locks engaged with a loud clunk to seal them in. With their duty over and done with for now, the Androids de-activated their weapons and moved off to perform their patrol tasks across the ship. With the androids gone, the prisoners locked up and Forrix taking command of the bridge, Captain Karess and Siri were left alone in the Silhouettes corridors.

“Alone at last.” He smiled, his voice soft but audible above the ship engines constant low-hum. With a click of his fingers, he motioned for the slave girl to follow him as he begun to pace casually down the length of the Silhouettes corridor, eventually leading her to his private study. The room although meagre in its size, was lavishly decorated. In contrast to the rest of the ships dull greys and whites, the Captains study was decorated with red carpet and wood panelled walls with bookshelves containing rare works and ornaments. Overhanging lanterns gave the room a soft radiant glow which reflected off the wine bottles displayed in a small rack on top of the heavy-oak desk. It had been modelled after the cabins of old Earth galleons.

“Sit.” He patted the cushioned chair placed before the desk. Although the volume of his voice was soft, there was a commanding tone beneath it that needed to be obeyed. Karess turned his back on the girl, opening one of the drawers of the desk and producing a single crystal glass which he placed in front of her. Reaching for one of his luxurious wines, he uncorked the bottle with his thumb and poured the dark red liquid into the glass. “Drink Siri, my new pet. Drink and tell me how you can serve me.” he said, taking a seat on the edge of his desk rather than sitting on the opposite chair. Next to the wine rack was a small device, an incense diffuser that the Captain activated by brushing his hand against a small rune. Picking up the small bottle of oil next to the device, he poured a few drops into it. Within a mere few seconds the room begun to fill with the warm arousing sent of an exotic incense. It was a part of the Captains more exotic (meaning highly illegal) narcotics by Commonwealth standards, but he did enjoy playing dangerous after all.

 

[HottieKatie]

Siri could see this new Captain was a cruel one. Probably the cruelest she had ever met.

Making the people watch the destruction of their ship was not nice. Just like their freedom, the ship was torn to pieces, destroyed, disappeared. Her freedom had disappeared, a while ago, and she couldn't almost remember what it was like to have one's own decisions. So it didn't affected her that much. But these people... It was different, they were afraid, sad, worried... For some of them it would be a good punishment for what they had made her suffer, now they would know what being somebody else's pet meant. They might come to her some day and ask her for forgiveness. Well, most probably they wouldn't, full of pride, but they might think about it.

When there was nothing left of the ship, the androids started moving the people.

"Not you my Pet.Greater things are planned for you. You don't belong with this filth", he said, as he placed his hand on her shoulder.

Well, probably it was for the best. The people in there would probably be punished for some time, hit, laughed at, not fed... She had seen different slavery initiations. But she needn't that. She knew well in what position she was.

"Yes, Sir. Thank you", she replied.

Soon everybody left and she was alone with him. She was scared, of course. She didn't knew him, and didn't know what kind of man he was. But she had a slight idea. And she didn't like it that much.

"Alone at last.", he said, as he commanded for her to follow him.

They walked for some time along the corridors of the ship, and they finally reached a room, which she thought must be his chamber.

Siri had to admit it was nice. Most Captain's room she had seen, and they had been quite a lot, were not that nicely decorated. They were just grey small holes with a bed and a chaotic desk. But this was different. It was neat and nice.

Siri wasn't that surprised. It matched the captain perfectly. He was cruel on the inside, but at first he disguised like a nice man, the perfect gentleman.

He soon made her sit, and gave her a glass of wine. Again, such a gentleman. It it was all a trick.

"Drink Siri, my new pet. Drink and tell me how you can serve me."

"Only you can tell me that, Captain. I have been made an object of desire, taught to move against my will..."

It was more like she had no will anymore. She couldn't remember what had been the last time she had done something because she wanted to. Long ago she had lost that privilege.

She held the glass between her hands, but didn't drink yet. She kept looking at it resting on her lap.

"You are my owner now, I'll answer to your orders only", she finished, as she gulped down the wine, and placed the glass on the desk again.

While she spoke, she noticed the strange scent filling the room. It was something she had never smelled before. Strange but nice at the same time.

 

[RockGod235]

Breathing in the exotic incense, Captain Karess watched Siri gulp down her wine unceremoniously and tutted. He pushed the wine glass to the very edge of the table.

“Some things are meant to be savoured my dear.” he said as he bore his dark eyes into hers, the narcotic effects of the hazy incense dilating his pupils and causing his heart to beat slightly faster than usual. Reaching his hand forward, he grasped her frail jaw and turned it side to side as if he were inspecting her. Then ever so slowly, his thumb slithered to her lips and slowly parted them as he inserted the digit into her mouth.

“Like you. I could have my way with you, then have you blown out of the airlock once I am done.” He continued, as his thumb entered the warm embrace of Siri's mouth, stroking along the wet surface of her tongue. “But you submit to me, therefore I will savour you. Like a fine wine.” He kept his thumb in her mouth for a little longer as his steely gaze held hers, before finally withdrawing it. He made a show of wiping his wet thumb on the purple of her cloak.

By now the room was quite thick with incense, a hazy mist drifting through the warm air which the Captain breathed in with relish. He shifted himself off his desk and removed his coat to reveal the black body glove beneath. Placing his trench coat on a hangar protruding from the wall, he took a couple of steps closer to Siri and place his hand on her head. Karess ran his fingers through her hair, before gripping it firmly. “Onto your knee's.” he said, guiding her out of the chair.

When she got to her knees he let go of her hair, letting it fall to her face as his hands went for the buttons holder his trousers together. He undid them one by one, undressing his lower half before pulling his pants along with his undergarments down by the waistband to reveal his cock (Circumicised by Commonwealth noble tradition). It was thick and pulsing, with a small trail of shimmering pre-cum leading from the tip that revealed just how aroused he really was by the prospect of using his new toy.

“Make it worth it girl.”

 

[HottieKatie]

Siri realised how ceremonial Karess was. She began to believe, it would all be bombastic and opulent. He seemed to be the magnificent kind.

And she wasn't used to that, so it might be a problem until she got used to it. Se had always been on the nasty and poor side of the story, and had long forgotten what manners and civilisation meant.

"Some things are meant to be savoured my dear", a bit upset, Siri thought.

She'd be more careful the next time, she promised herself. If there was a next time...

She was starting to feel a bit dizzy and nervous because of the incense. The feeling was new, but Siri wasn't scared, she had gone through worse things.

The captain inspected her face and tried her mouth and tongue.

"Like you, I could have my way with you, then have you blown out of the airlock once I am done. But you submit to me, therefore I will savour you. Like a fine wine."

She understood. Treat his offers as she wanted to be treated.

He didn't take much more time in preambles. Soon he was naked half, next to her, ready to find out what his new prize could do.

His grip on her hair was firm, but not too painful. With a quick move the small girl was guided out of the chair and on her knees in front of him.

Partly covered with her hair, her eyes looked at his slow and ceremonial unbuttoning of his pants, and the quick appearance of his cock.

It was firm and ready to receive her. That was something Siri appreciated. She didn't like soft and crumpled cocks, it always hurt her self-steem if men were not already thick when their cocks were revealed. One good thing of her situation was knowing that her sole presence caused that reaction in most men.

"Make it worth it girl", he finally commanded.

And Siri started her best performance ever. In that little time, she had learned a lot about him, enough to know he was the best man she had served, so she was going to try her best to please him.

She started slowly, taking her time to approach his cock. She spread her tongue and licked the pre-cum drop on its head, and she savoured it on her mouth before licking it again.

No need to rush things, as she was used to be asked to do, she spent some time slowly licking his full member. From base to top, around its head. Her tongue was proportionally big for her small body, and she could spread it longer than expected. It was quite a flexible part of her body.

But she didn't want to bore him either, so soon she started sucking the sides of his cock, she wanted to be thorough on the outside before actually introducing it on her mouth.

Her lips were soft, and she knew well how to caress that part of a man's body with them. Now and then she went down to the tip of his dick to clean up the little transparent drops that occasionally appeared. A sign that she was doing it right.

Finally, she placed her lips around the head of his dick, and looking up to him, she started introducing him inside her mouth. Slowly, savouring him, as her tongue kept licking his little drops inside her mouth.

 

[RockGod235]

To his credit, the young Captain at first remained as unreadable as a professional card player as Siri pleasured him (and the pleasure was plentiful). His member was an admirable length, well groomed with a very smooth texture that indicated he took good care of himself in more personal areas. He remained constantly hard throughout the interaction, his confidence and arrogant nature making sure he never faltered.

When her tongue first licked clean his pre-cum, that’s when Karess took his hand away from her hair, letting her locks slip through his fingers as he reached behind to brace himself against his desk. With his hands gripping the furniture behind him, the Captain leaned back at a slight angle so that he could get a better view of Siri, as well as giving her more access to his cock.

He watched her ominously, studying her as if she was merely an item to be toyed with (Which to him, was not too far from the truth.). Captain Karess had his fair share of women over the years, whores, noble women, business partners and slaves. Some had been willing, many had fought against him and he had participated in many an orgy so not much was new to him. However he hid a slight fascination as he watched the young girl before him run her tongue along his length. Usually when he was breaking a slave, they would be sobbing yet desperately sucking upon him to try and avoid his wrath. Siri did not cry and she did not rush.

It was this minor revelation that made the tiniest smile appear at the corner of his mouth, watching the girl apply her tricks of the trade. Indeed he also couldn’t help but notice the additional bonus of Siri’s tongue length, his cock pulsing and thickness expanding every time the wet muscle glided across him. It was when she finally took him into the warmth of her mouth that he allowed himself to show the pleasure he was feeling. He closed his eyes and parted his mouth slightly, releasing a quiet murmur before inhaling the thick incense through his nose to heighten his joy.

“What a pleasure it must be for you too Little Siri, to finally have someone that fully appreciates your…art.” He said, choosing the last word almost mockingly.

 

[HottieKatie]

“What a pleasure it must be for you too Little Siri, to finally have someone that fully appreciates your…art.”

She didn't like to admit it, but it was half true. Through the years she had given pleasure to thousands of men, but none of them had ever thanked her. All she ever got rom them was some bruises or just a tired "you can go now".

For a time she had even tried to get better, in an attempt to be treated better. But it hadn't worked. Nothing had changed. Even she tried and tried for a while. So finally she wet back to just being a puppet, set of holes where men stuck their stiff rods.

So even if it was just half true, yes, she was pleased to be pleasing the Captain. So that sigh that came out of him as she wrapped his member around her wet lips, made her for the first time almost enjoy what she was doing.

Almost.

Siri didn't forget that she was there against her will, that she could be a free person, not needing to do this kind of filth to stay alive. A little drop run down her cheek as she remembered when she was that pure innocent child... she hoped he hadn't seen it. Teardrops usually entailed beating for her. "You MUST enjoy it!" Captain Kritch used to yell at her... But how could she?

Siri looked up at the man she was trying to please. She hoped she was enjoying it enough for him to spare her life. In the end, it was all she had left, although sometimes she wondered whether it was worth to keep it.

Siri tried to stay focused and went on, wondering which of the tricks she had learned during her short but intense life might work better on him, which ones wouldn't make him mad.

She decided to try something that she used to avoid. Somehow she felt that a man like him, merciless but diligent as he seemed, would like it.

Siri started going up and down his length, keeping his flesh warm and wet. Sometimes slow and steady, but at times rushing the pole inside her mouth, stumbling upon the back of her throat. These times she would sink her teeth at the base of his cock. First imperceptibly, but each time a little deeper, as she went faster and stronger around him, so he would feel, little by little, the pleasing pain both at the tip and the base of his beloved mast.

On and on she went, waiting for his verdict.