After the blow, Nathan sank to the floor slightly, putting one hand on the ground and grunting before rising back up off the ground. Turning back around, he walked back through the door and into the room he had been occupying moments before; stepping back around to take avoid bursting in anger after what just occurred, the captain’s head swiveled around to the dresser nearby. Undressing and tossing aside what clothing he was wearing, he fished around into the dresser to see what was there. A few t-shirts were left over from when the ship had previously been flown. Picking out a black one, Nathan held it up to his body; waiting a few moments.
Beams of red-light burst out from the thin-fabric as the integrated network of sensors inside of the fabric reacted to Nathan’s touch. Scanning over him, it ascertained the perfect shirt size for him, a few moments later, the fabric expanded from the smaller size into a larger one, gradually, the thread work filled itself back out and made itself look as if it had been woven that way. Putting the technological marvel out and sighing, Nathan found himself thankful that scientists had figured out quantum restructuring. Now, everything was truly one size fits all, seeing as clothing, so long as the relative thickness of the material was on the level of a regular shirt or pair of pants, could just simply resize itself to anyone who wore it.
Redressing completely and putting on a pair of khaki cargo pants, the male found himself feeling like he was back home again. It had been a while since he had worn civilian clothes and the idea of just being able to walk around without everyone immediately identifying him as a ‘spacer’ was appealing. It meant that he could avoid all the questions about what space was actually like and if he had been anywhere interesting; grabbing his hat, he put it back on his head as well. It was a part of him now, something that he couldn’t get rid and was just glad that the damn thing didn’t have any markings that would instantly mark him as a janitor or soldier.
Walking back out into the kitchen area, he’d see Ludma standing near a coffee pot alone; she was staring over at the nearby room where Tesla and Lily seemed to still be going at it. Occasionally the sound of Lily shouting something would be heard, but it was so faint that one could only hazard a guess at what was being said. As he maneuvered closer to the former analyst, he kept his distance before realizing that she was staring at him from the corner of her eye. Shaking her head, she poured a cup of coffee and thrust it directly under his nose; causing him to recoil for a moment, then look down. Half-expecting her to throw it in his face, Nathan timidly wrapped his hands about the cup. Taking it from her, he leaned backwards against the counter, not sure what to say as he sipped it black. “Umm…thanks?”
“Don’t mention it, I was an intern before. One thing I know how to do is make and deliver coffee.”
“I was more thanking you for not splashing it in my face.” Nathan responded calmly to Ludma’s little statement, immediately regretting it as her hand came up slinging what was in her cup directly across his face. Hissing at the heat, Nathan was at least glad that he had managed to turn his head to the side when she started the swing; head now scalded and his face red from irritation. He let out another sigh and went back to leaning against the wall of the counter. Continuing to sip the coffee that was in his hand, he looked down into the hot substance with a smirk. “And I should have just kept my mouth shut and left it at thank you.”
Ludma would only run her hands through her black hair, letting her fingers flick some of it up. Shaking her head again, he grasped at it, pulling some of the longer locks away. A small crackle being heard as it turned out that the larger parts of her hair were nothing more than a technological weave. It disengaged from her skull, leaving only a pixie cut with a small extension in the back left hanging out. Gradually, her fingers wormed their way into this, swiftly rolling it into a little bun before pushing a hair-pin through it to keep it in place. “Damn, thing is a pain in the ass and yes, yes you should just keep your mouth shut and your head low.”
Nathan nodded slowly, sipping his coffee before noticing that Ludma was also withdrawing a compact from her pocket. Stopping, he looked at her for a moment watching as the female opened it up and a small blue and yellow laser went up and down her. “Remove mask.” She stated, immediately after saying so, the beams worked over her body in a zigzagging pattern. Nathan was utterly stunned, before his eyes, the heavily tanned female slowly became an ash-rose hue, her eyes becoming slightly more serpentine and the sides of her neck exposing three small slits; each one making the captain immediately think of gills. Walking away from him, Ludma would enter into a side room. Coming back out with a royal-blue turtle neck on and a black pair of jeans; looking agitated, she shook her head as the sleeves of the turtle neck were just a smidge too long and kept rolling just past her fingers. “Fucking scanners always forgets that my species has slightly shorter arms than most.”
Pausing as he looked at her again, Nathan just sipped the rest of his coffee and shrugged it off. So, Ludma was an alien, oh well. Not a big deal. Lots of aliens and even humans used photo-compacts to make themselves look more like other races all the time. Hell, there were sets that were used for fetishistic purposes all the time. Leaving well enough alone, he looked at Ludma and listened to her gripe about the sweater sleeves being too long; shaking his head, he moved over then curled the sleeve down once so that it was bunched at both hands. “There you go, everything is fine now.” After going so, he stepped back narrowly avoiding the hook she sent flying towards his skull. “And I deserved to take that, but I’m not just going to let myself get hurt.”
“I wouldn’t expect you too. That takes all the fun out of it.” As Ludma said this, her smile grew, getting a little darker as she undid the adjustments that Nathan had made to her sweater. “So…Captain was it? I can see you are at least….partially intelligent enough to make a plan. Otherwise there would be no way in hell you’d have taken down that mining operation. Unless you’re just a lucky son of a bitch that managed to get away with things, so, what do you plan to do once we get to the surface?”
He actually hadn’t thought about it, Nathan didn’t know what they were going to do once they hit Roshire; the idea of heading down to the city planet was intrigued enough and their only option, but what to do from there? Nathan had never really been in charge of anything and the variety of options open to them seemed to be extensive; at least, until he started factoring in everything that had gone wrong lately. Ludma was unlike to be able to get a job due to what happened, she would have to keep her head low for some time, which meant she would have to be the impromptu home-keeper until they got off of Roshire. Which who knew just how long that would be? Not to mention, what should they do with the ship, it was stolen properly and clearly marked as thus, they couldn’t just hang onto it.
“Well, firstly, since you being here is my fault and the crew is my responsibility; I will have to find some kind of work or means to getting income. Roshire is one of the best planets for work right now, so it shouldn’t be hard to find a job; Lily and I aren’t well known, so she can probably get a job as a nurse and I’ll find something. Anything to help pay the bills.” Ludma snorted a bit as she leaned back against the counter as well, pouring herself a second cup of coffee as she stared up at him.
“How wonderfully noble of the rapist and murderer.” Her retort echoed in the room for a second, causing Nathan’s chest to visibly tighten before he looked down at his cup. “So, what do you plan for your red-headed whore, myself and the pilot to do while you’re out trying to ‘pay the bills’?” These were at least good questions and he couldn’t help but ponder what the hell he was going to do with those three; he at least figured that Tesla would help them somehow.
“I’m not sure. I figured Garrus would go hunting for another ship for us. We can’t exactly stay on Roshire, not while your company is looking for you and us and my former crew looks for us.”
“So you failed as a captain before and had a mutiny? I can see why, you’re a piece of shit.” Nathan’s brow would twitch for an instant, suddenly regretting having put away his coffee cup so he could hide his mouth. Already, she had him visibly scowling and it delighted the alien-female; breathing out deeply to calm himself, Nathan got himself out of the exasperated state before explaining.
“I was the janitor on board of a vessel before this. “ Nathan took a few minutes to explain the chain of events that eventually lead to where they were right now; including ever minute detail until he finally crossed his arms and looked out over the vast complex of the ship. There was room for at least another six people to reside and sleep comfortably on board; provided that one of those people shared a bed with someone else. Maybe they would find more people to travel with them? He wasn’t sure, what he did know though, was the crew needed more people if they were to survive. Eking out a living was difficult enough as it was, but maintaining a star-ship with only one pilot, a janitor and a nurse, along with two aliens who likely couldn’t do much with ships was borderline impossible.
“So, you got shoved into this mess sort of like you shoved me into it huh?” The pair remained silent after that, Ludma now shaking for a moment before she hissed up at him. “That makes you twice the bastard you were before! You would think someone who just went through it would be a little more empathetic, you’re a sick asshole, the lowest of the low.” Crossing her arms beneath her breasts, she grumbled for a moment then just waved her hand dismissively up at the current Captain. No longer having any desire to speak with him, she wandered away from the now stunned male.
“Can’t say you didn’t deserve that one bud.” Garrus muttered as he sat nearby at the dining table; having entered the room after setting the ship on auto-pilot once they had reached the half-way point. Chewing through a bowl of chicken and portabella mushroom pasta in a white sauce; the red-head looked up with a sort of dim satisfaction at what was going on. Rolling up some of the long noodles around his fork, Garrus’s nose inhaled the steam rising off the freshly heated bowl of pasta; which had been left over in the fridge when they got onboard. “Regardless, Tesla isn’t going to be able to do anything when we get on the surface either. She’s a princess and a rather well-known figure. Not to mention the number of people who see her as an object of lust.”
Finishing that statement, the pilot’s eyes would glaze over for a moment, a short chuckle escaping his lips as he twirled up another forkful of pasta. Holding it next to his mouth, he spoke again. “I’ll be busy working with this ship; we don’t have the money to burn to buy another one; I’ll keep my share and use it when we can’t cover basic expenses while I do my magic. Don’t ask, because I won’t tell you. Let’s leave it at I have a few favors I can call in.” After saying that, he got up pushing aside the half-full bowl of pasta; Nathan only looked it as his stomach growled furiously. He hadn’t eaten all day, not to mention the time he had gone without eating on Waquil.
It was a no-brainer, he devoured the rest of the bowl in an instant. Cleaning up the dish, Nathan noticed that Garrus was talking to Ludma out the corner of his eye. Both seemed to be enthralled in conversation; however, most of what was being discussed was far too complex for him to understand. When he heard Ludma utter the phrase: “Quantum propulsion through the scope of integrated quasar manipulation and graviton funneling.” Nathan decided to leave it alone; realizing that the pair were the two brains of the operation when it came to do with anything regarding the ship. Garrus knew how everything worked and Ludma seemed to be the one holding onto all the theory; just being around them made his brain hurt. Deciding it was time to check in on Lily and Tesla, the Captain walked over to the room they were in together, finding it was oddly quiet. Looking through the crack in the door; his eyes shot wide and his face turn blood red.
Inside, Lily had Tesla on her knees, the Yor’zhin woman with her arms bound behind her and a ball-gag in her mouth. She didn’t seem to be in any distress as she wiggled her ass playfully in the air; while Lily violated both it and Tesla’s womanhood with a studded-double strap on. Both of the medium sized blue dildos were ravaging the alien princess’s body; yet she seemed no more bothered by than she would have been if Lily had just kissed her. Watch the way their bodies collided for a few moments, he finally stepped in; his presence alone enough to make the pair immediately stop. The blonde, in particular, let out a soft squeal of surprise before she leapt away from Tesla, now shyly covering the strap-on in vain with her hands.
Tesla on the other hand seemed to shrug it off, popping her shoulders out of joint to roll her arms to the front of her body. Popping them back into join afterwards, she pulled away the gag and tossed it to the floor; redressing herself, as she wasn’t entirely naked. More her panties and pants had been pulled down to expose herself to Lily. Righting herself now, she sat back down on the bed in the room; Lily meanwhile blushing profusely as she got back to a level of decency herself. Nathan’s head turned between both of them, trying to figure out what was going on. “Do I even want to know?” He asked, before Lily chimed in.
“I didn’t like how Tesla was trying to do things around here and I just well….I decided she needed some sort of punishment. I know she is too strong for me to hurt through just hitting her. So I thought I’d try to stretch her out and hurt that way; though, we had just started when you interrupted us.” Lily’s entire face was like a beet by this point and Nathan just rubbed the bridge of his nose as he shook his head and walked away.
“Do what you want, just stop the shenanigans before we get to port.” At that, the male simply exited the room, leaving Tesla to look back up at Lily with a teasing grin.
“Well, you going to leave me waiting? Another five minutes and I might have felt something.” Giggling as she spoke, her face suddenly lost its color as she noticed Lily fishing through the chest of sex toys they had found stashed in the closest. What came out next was a massive pink double-ender that was in no way, shape or form meant for anything humanoid. “Now…be reasonable….” Tesla started to whimper out, realizing that she had screwed her after telling Lily that she could do whatever she wanted to with her body for the next thirty minutes. Gulping, she did keep her word and flipped around, dropping her pants and panties around her knees and placing her hands onto the bed spread. “Be….be gentle?” Blushing as she said this, the Yor’zhin had never imagined asking anyone this, nor had she imagined attempting to take something the size of a horse’s cock into her body.
A few seconds later, Nathan, Ludma and Garrus’s heads all shot-up; the ear-splitting scream that Tesla let out rocked the entire. The three other passengers rushing over to the door and pausing as it opened and watched in almost surreal horror as Tesla had her ass split open by the lengthy and wide dildo. “Take it out, take it out, take it out!” Tesla roared, grasping the sheets and biting them; tears running down her cheeks while Ludma’s face burned a shade of yellow. Garrus and Nathan staring in disbelief as they watch the toy vanish into Tesla’s anus inch by inch; eventually stopping when resistance was too great with enough still left over to hang out of her like a tail. “Take it out….” She whined softly through choked tears, looking back at the rest of the crew as Lily grasped both sides of her ass, pulling the cheeks apart.
“Look at the whore of Yor’zhin now everyone!” She said with an embarrassed blush as she put on a little show for them. “Pick your ass up and wag your tail!” She order Tesla, who obeyed teary-eyed. Weakly raising her hips and shaking her ass alone back and forth so the toy inside of her would waggle like a tail. She kept her head down, trying to fight back the arousal that was eating at her; she loved being dominated like this, though embarrassing and her ass hurt, she had to admit this would have been an excellent mating claim.
Lifting her ass into the air a little higher, she tried to make the tail move more, but soon found her knees giving out from the pain. Almost an instant later, she came, spewing her female juices onto the floor; her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she drooled onto the sheets. “Take….take…it…out now?” She whimpered, barely coherent as Lily looked up at the rest of the group; Ludma herself having grabbed both Nathan and Garrus’s pride’s in her own arousal from spite than anything else. Realizing what she had done, she immediately stepped back holding her hands up and fled the area; leaving the pilot and captain staring down at the mess of the princess and a new found fear of the ships nurse.
“What do you boys think? Leave it in or take it out?” Nathan could barely speak, but Garrus waved his hand in front of his face slowly as he started to turn his back on the situation; obviously, trying to hide the erection that was making his blue jeans pitch in front of Lily.
“I say you leave it in her and let her pull it out herself when she finally stops coming all over herself.” Once stated, he vanished as well, both Nathan and Lily assuming he was going to masturbate after what he had just seen. Nathan on the other hand remained silent and impassive for a moment; his cock struggling to free itself from the confines of his pants.
“Nathan…if you want to use her like she is to blow off some steam….you can. Tesla’s just a cheap slut….a manipulative whore; so if you want to use her like one. I won’t care….just don’t hurt anyone else ok?” As Lily said this, she shifted from side to side embarrassed once again; her face burning from her actions. “I…I need to go now ok?” Once spoken, she ran away from the room, hiding her face. This left only him and Tesla in the room; Tesla’s eyes were glazed over, she was already crawling limp legged up further onto the bed. Progress slow as her lower-half didn’t seem to be responding; her legs were spread now, exposing the moistness of her cunt. Looking back, he stepped further into the room, looking down at Tesla’s body as she was now bent over the bed by her own power.
“Nathan..? Take it out of me…please?” She coo’ed out to him, begging as her ass burned, but she was too weak to reach behind herself and remove the toy at the moment.
A. Remove the Toy and head back to the crew.
B. Take up Lily's offer and use Tesla to blow off some steam.
C. Brutalize Tesla for her actions in the mine.
D. Offer Tesla up to Ludma as an apology.
