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I wish to again thank the many of you who have voted for this story’s previous three chapters. I also wish to thank the few who commented publically and those of you who have made private message comments to me. It is because of those private comments and votes that I have posted this next chapter. Thanks again to all of you.

NOTICE: If you have not done so already, please first read chapter 1 here (https://www..com/s/d-looking-for-s-ch-01), chapter 2 here (https://www..com/s/d-looking-for-s-ch-02), and chapter 3 here (https://www..com/s/d-looking-for-s-ch-03) before you read this chapter. Thank you

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Part 4

You did not sleep well at all last night, yet again. You dreamt those kinky dreams you have on occasion, yet again. The ones where you are tied facing a tree. This time you have leather cuffs on your arm and legs. Your arms pulled up by ropes over branches above you and tied off you do not know where. Your legs are pulled apart, and tied off as well, and you see the spikes in the ground. Having your shoulders, back, cunt, ass, legs whipped and beaten. However, this time SIR is whipping you. You feel his belt, his wooden hair brush, his ruler, his wooden spoon, all his items he told you about at dinner on your, no on “his body” you think. You would have woke up in a huge orgasm from those dreams, just as the whipping really got hard and intense, but not now. SIR did not give his approval to cum and you will no longer try to cum without his approval. Yet you wake up and go back to sleep many times that Monday night remembering everything in the dreams.

As you get up for work on Tuesday, you are again so groggy and tired. You already know it is going to be a very, very, long day this Tuesday and the day has not really started yet. “Is this becoming your new normal?” you wonder. You go off to brew your morning tea and fix your breakfast. Then you take your useless cold shower and dress for work. You notice as you dress that SIR’s cunt is already flowing like a river.

All day at work, you are a hot and horny mess and a total disaster yet again. You cannot concentrate on your work. You are constantly aware of the heat in and on your g-spot. You are constantly aware of the hardness and of the tingling in your nipples and clitoris but now even more intense. Your cunt muscles are squeezing and clinching uncontrollably all day long. Your asshole is tightening and releasing uncontrollably all day long as well. Even as kilis escort you sit at your desk, the tightening/clinching and releasing uncontrollably continues.

Again, you cannot think straight for more than two (2) minutes at a time. Then you think again about last night. You think about the rules and requirements. You are a complete wreck at work. It is very difficult to get any work done at all. You keep thinking about those rules and requirements, rather than the work that needs to be completed. You keep feeling just how hot and horny you are since that message arrived.

Instead of work, you compose the reply to SIR.

Good evening SIR

You humble servant request permission to ask SIR questions.

Your humble servant, Jenifer

You store that message off on your USB stick.

You send SIR the message from the USB stick as soon as you get home and get signed into your e-mail account. You head to the bedroom and begin to undress. As you remove your dress, you notice yet again that both your panties and your pantyhose are soaking wet. Your sex scent is in the aire once again, all around you. You change into PJs and go to the kitchen to cook dinner, checking e-mail every so often.

As you are eating, a message from SIR arrives:

Good evening Jenifer

You may ask your questions

SIR

You sit and compose your message:

Good evening SIR

May I ask if I will have to give up my job?

May I ask if I will have to give up my apartment? What will I do with my property and belongings?

May I ask if I am expected to live with you full time or part time?

I have so many questions that I will need to ask over time SIR.

Your humble servant, Jenifer

You send SIR the message and finish dinner. You clean up the kitchen and start the dishwasher. A message from SIR is present once you complete the kitchen cleanup.

Good evening Jenifer

No, you will not have to give up your job. However, I expect over time that you will do so of your own choosing.

The same is true about your apartment. Should you decide to give up your apartment then I will decide, with your input, what property and belongings will be retained by you, and what property and belongings will be sold off or donated. There is no need for two couches or two beds since those items are already in my house. Whatever is sold off will be put into your retirement kırklareli escort account.

No Jenifer, you are not expected to live with me. You will make that decision on your own. If you decide that you wish to live with me then you will have to beg for my permission to become my live in submissive.

I will answer all of your questions and concerns over time. You will make the decision to submit totally and completely to me and I will take control after you beg me to take you as my submissive and I accept you as my property. The statement of acceptance and compliance is part of the process. However, you will appear before me, naked, on your knees, and beg me to take you as my submissive when the time is right for you.

SIR

You read and re-read that reply again, and again. You think and rethink. You realize that there is no pressure from SIR. You realize that he is willing to wait until you are ready. In addition, you wonder if you are truly ready for this kind of a relationship. Yes, it is what you dreamt for many years, but now here in real life, you wonder. You wonder if you are good enough for SIR. You wonder if you can meet SIR’s requirements.

Then something kicks in, like an automatic pilot, and you start on your statement of acceptance and compliance as required in the instructions.

You spend the rest of the night on that statement of acceptance and compliance. You write and then re-write sections very often on the computer. You use the spell checker to make sure that you have everything perfect.

Then you sit down and handwrite the statement of acceptance and compliance.

The statement of acceptance and compliance takes two (2) full hand written pages when you are complete. State your full name, your full address, you date of birth, your age, your current height in bare feet, your current weight when naked, your eye color, your hair color (and whether the hair color is natural or dyed), and your social security number. You supply all phone numbers you are associated with and identify each by their association to you. You pledge acceptance to all the terms and conditions you received. You clearly state your dedication, your commitment, and your loyalty to SIR. You clearly state that you accept the “The requirements for when this submissive is alone with SIR” terms and conditions. You clearly state that you accept the “requirements for when this submissive is in public with SIR karabük escort or when company is present with SIR” terms and conditions. You clearly state that you accept the “requirements for this submissives’ bathroom privileges” terms and conditions. And lastly, you clearly state that you accept the “requirements for punishment and sexual service to SIR” terms and conditions.

In the next section, you accept the “submissive code of conduct and rules” terms and conditions. You save everything and go to bed

As you get up for work on Wednesday, you are again so groggy and tired. You already know it is going to be yet again a very, very, long day this Wednesday and the day has not really started yet. “This is becoming the new normal for me,” you decide. You go off to brew your morning tea and fix your breakfast. Then you take your cold shower and dress for work. You notice as you dress that SIR’s cunt is still flowing like a river for over 3 days now.

During lunch, you take the statement of your acceptance and compliance to have the statement notarized. The agent reads the whole document and asks if you are sure that you want this document as part of the public record. You state that you so wish. The hand written statement of your acceptance and compliance is then notarized.

The day at work is the same as the last four (4) days. You are badly distracted and unable to concentrate at all.

Once you get home, you send the following message.

Good evening SIR

You humble servant accepts your terms and conditions. May I begin my service to you immediately?

Your humble servant, Jenifer

You head to the bedroom and begin to undress. As you remove your dress, you notice again that both your panties and your pantyhose are soaking wet. Your sex scent is in the aire yet again. You change your pantyhose. The ones you wore today are soaked to the ankles again. You dry your cunt, no, now SIR’s cunt, and you put on fresh pantyhose for SIR. You put on the high heels you wore to the meeting with SIR. You set the camera up on the table, on the small tripod you bought today. You set the timer to 20 seconds, and you place yourself in the place you think is perfect. The photo s taken and you have a “look see” and no it is bad. You take many more photos until the photograph is just right.

By now, the pantyhose you are wearing are again wet to the knees, but you press on. Photos of you holding both pages of the notarized statement of acceptance and compliance are completed, nipples hard, clit hard, and pantyhose soaked again to the ankles. You place the sheets in the large tan envelope and put everything safely away.

You have dinner and do some laundry and housekeeping work. You keep checking for an e-mail message from SIR.

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Lost at Sea

Book 2: Drifters

“You should have come straight to me,” Lord Morant said with an authoritarian stare.

They were standing on the deck of the fishing boat as it pulled away from the docks. Morant, Lynch and Jack had joined them without a word as they boarded the ship. Will had started to speak, but Morant had cut him off.

“Why would I do that?” Will snarled back, still fuming.

“Nae, Will. He’s right,” Captain Vex said. She wore her hat and coat, but her other clothes had still been wet and were packed away, so she was wearing borrowed clothes from Will’s bedroom. She looked a bit rumpled in his oversized breeches and shirt. “As Captain, it was my duty to inform Lord Morant of anything that jeopardized th’ mission. Ye have my apologies, m’lord. We were in a jam and worried about gettin’ caught on the streets. Still, we could’ae figured somethin’ out.”

“A representative of the Kidd family came to me looking for you, Captain. Needless to say I was quite shocked at what I heard,” Morant said sternly.

“I doubt they told ye how things really went down,” Captain Vex said bitterly.

“I do not care, Captain. Guilt in the matter does not concern me. You could have stabbed a dozen of those pretentious backwater nobodies and I would be unmoved. My point is that I should have heard the news first, from you.” Morant’s pale blue eyes were hard as flint.

Captain Vex nodded. “Aye, m’lord. Won’t ‘appen again.”

“You left Janie behind!” Will snapped, his tone pure rage.

“She was never intended to come in the first place. You negotiated for the addition of one extra mouth, not two,” Morant said, one white eyebrow raised.

“I accepted her as part of the crew,” Captain Vex said, “She was going t’ be my Purser.”

“Hmm. If I had known that, I might have been able to make alternate arrangements- yet another reason you should have come to me directly,” Morant said.

“You were the one who suggested that she be taken hostage in the first place!” Will snarled.

“Indeed. She is Magistrate. Half the soldiers on the island watched Mister Kidd put a gun to the head of one of their own. Captain Vex’s earlier brash actions forced the Magistrate into a position where they had little choice but to tacitly support those pathetic pirates. Now that is over,” Morant smiled in satisfaction.

“You planned this?” Will asked, angry and shocked.

“No,” Morant waved his hand dismissively, “As I said, I did not know she would be there. When I saw her, I saw an opportunity and seized it. I dare say everything worked out nicely.”

Will just stared at the nobleman. “I’m not going to forget this, Morant.”

“Lord Morant, if you please.” The pale-eyed nobleman stared back, utterly unmoved by Will’s anger.

“I’m not a citizen of the empire,” Will said. “You aren’t any lord of mine.”

Will turned and stalked away. Bella followed him. Jack watched them leave, then turned around and looked back at the docks shrinking in the distance. They passed the outer reaches of the cove and were in open waters.

The Kestrel sat moored a short distance away, waiting.

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“Captain on deck!” Danica North shouted.

The crew of the Kestrel stopped what they were doing. Those that could stood and faced the Captain as she stepped onto the deck. They didn’t salute. This wasn’t a military vessel. Still, they gave Captain Vex the respect her station was due and waited to hear if the captain had any specific orders.

“As you were,” Captain Vex said with a small nod to her first mate.

“As you were!” Danica bellowed. The deck began to bustle again.

Belita’s boot heels echoed hollowly on the wood. Danica and her husband fell into step along side her. “How are you two holding up?”

“We’re alright, Captain. Lingering headaches,” Danica said.

“No worse’n a good hangover,” her husband added.

“Colin is going to be recovering for a while. We never did find a doctor willing to sign on for this trip, so we can’t tell for sure how bad off he is. Seems like a nasty concussion and some torn muscles in his shoulder,” Danica continued. “He’s insisting on working though. He’s at the helm now.”

“I assigned him a mate to help him out if he needs it and take over when he needs a break,” Mister North added. “He’s mostly fine when he’s leaning on the wheel, but when he has to walk it’s pretty clear he ain’t doin’ well.”

“That’s fine in calm waters. If things get rougher, pull him,” Captain Vex said.

“Aye, cap’n,” Danica said.

“Give me the report.” Captain Vex stopped midship to look around. Her studied eyes scanned the rigging first, then took in the deck itself, looking for anything amiss.

“We’re rigging the last of the smallboats now. As long as we stay out of choppy waters, we can do that on the move,” Missus North said.

“We had to leave without some supplies. We’re close to fully stocked, but we might need to put in an extra stop for provisions along the way. I’ll know kuşadası escort for sure once I finish going through what we brought in with the smallboats,” Mister North added.

“Some of that is Sterling’s personal effects. Have them delivered to my cabin,” Vex said looking over the ship.

“Aye, Cap’n,” Mister North said.

The Captain finished her visual assessment. Everything looked good, save for the ugliness on the perimeter of the ship. There was a lot of improvising happening to secure all nine of the smaller craft. It looked like her master rigger had brought in some rigging ladders meant for a larger vessel. They’d already been hung from the main mast and were somehow being used to help secure the smaller boats. The Kestrel was a mess of excess rope. The smaller boats lined the entire perimeter of the upper deck. There were four on each gently curving side, and one already hung from the aft, right behind the helm, over the kestrel’s nameplate. The Captain sighed. “This is going to make her very topheavy.”

“Aye,” Danica agreed.

“Mister North, can we bring on extra ballast?” Belita asked her Quartermaster.

“We have a lot of Sterling’s barrels filling our hold already. I’ll have any that aren’t being used moved to the low deck and filled with seawater,” North said.

“Let me know when it’s done. We’ll want to do some turn tests. For now, have Mister Strong set the wheel knots at… thirty degrees. Better safe until we know for sure what she can handle right now,” said Captain Vex.

“Aye, cap’n,” Danica replied.

“Oh, and Sterling’s partner has a monkey. Inform the crew,” Captain Vex added.

Danica laughed. “Aye. I’ll pass the word.”

“I’ll make sure the food stores are locked down tight,” Mister North smiled.

“And the valuables. Everything, really. Tell the crew that anything they don’t want to go missing is to be kept in their lockboxes,” Vex smirked.

“Not very well trained, is it?” Mister North asked, amused.

“Oh, quite the opposite,” Captain Vex shook her head. “I’ll be in my quarters. I was up all night, so don’t wake me for anything short of a fire. Get underway as soon as we’re able. You have the ship, Danica.”

The Norths looked at each other, wondering what she could have meant about the monkey, then gave Vex sharp nods and turned to go about their work. Captain Vex unlocked her cabin door and disappeared inside.

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Once the fishing boat had the Captain and the others offloaded, the men who had rowed the smallboats out to the Kestrel disembarked. Lines were cast off and the fishing boat waved away. Danica called out for the anchor to be weighed. A few moments later the sails dropped and fully unfurled.

The Kestrel began to move.

In spite of his seething frustration and anger, Will felt glad to be aboard a ship again. The bustling top deck felt like coming home. The deck moving under him made him realize how much he’d missed the rolling of the waves. He stepped off to the side next to one of the smallboats to get out of the way and watched, getting a feel for the Kestrel and her crew. He liked what he saw.

Bella was not so glad. She felt like she was instantly in the way, and the listing of the deck made her feel unsteady. Her monkey climbed onto her shoulder and hid beneath her hair. Mister Lynch brushed past her carrying a sizable lockbox on his shoulder. For being a thin man, he was apparently quite strong. Lord Morant followed, not bothering to introduce himself to Bella or speak to Will further. Jack followed him, but stopped as she began to pass Will and Bella. She looked back and forth between them.

“You did not tell me you were bringing Bella into this,” Jack said to Will.

“There’s a lot I don’t tell you,” Will shrugged. After leaving Janie behind he was in no mood to deal with Jack.

Jack’s eyes flashed. “This is dangerous,” she snapped.

“You can talk to me, Jack. I’m right here,” Bella said sharply.

“You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into. You should not have come,” Jack said. She was trying to sound reasonable, but her voice was intense, almost pleading.

“That’s exactly what he said,” Bella pointed to Will. “He was smart enough to let me make my own choices though.”

“It was the wrong choice,” Jack said flatly. “He knows that. You should have listened.”

“He needs my help,” Bella said. “So do you.”

Jack gave her a withering look. “I most certainly do not.”

“That’s not what the cards say,” Bella shrugged.

Jack’s brows furrowed. She knew what the cards represented. “I do not want your help.”

“You don’t know what you want,” Will said flatly.

“Oh, that is rich coming from you!” Jack snapped.

“I’m here, Jack. Deal with it,” Bella said curtly.

Jack fumed, collecting herself. “Fine.” She looked at Will. “If she gets hurt, I’m taking it out of your hide.”

“Of course you will.” Will started walking away.

“Nice to know you still care,” kocaeli escort Bella said sarcastically, following Will.

Jack looked hurt for a moment, then her temper rose. “Me! I wasn’t the one who-” she cut herself off.

Will stopped and turned around. “Go ahead,” He said patiently. “Finish that sentence.”

Jack just looked at him. Emotions roiled beneath the surface, but none of them came out of her mouth. Finally she just shook her head and began leave. She stopped halfway.

“I am sorry about your… friend. I hope she will be alright,” she said quietly.

“Janie’s tough. She’ll be fine,” Will said. “Thank you, though.”

Jack left.

“Well, this will be a fun trip,” Will said deadpanned.

Bella shrugged. “That could have gone worse.”

“True. I’m pleasantly surprised, really.” Will sighed.

“She’s worse now,” Bella said. “Harsher.”

Will nodded. “Might just be us.”

“Hard to say.” Bella suddenly grabbed onto Will as the ship went from gently listing with the waves to surging beneath her feet as the sails finished unfurling and caught the wind.

Will steadied her with a smile. “You’ll get your sea legs soon. Let’s go to the rear of the ship. It’s more stable there.”

“I’m exhausted, Will,” Bella said. “Is there somewhere we can sleep?”

Will hadn’t even noticed how tired he was until she’d spoken. He’d been awake all night, with his blood up for most of it. He nodded. “Good idea. We’ll get the tour later.”

They crossed the deck. A number of the sailors paused their actions to watch Bella walk. She was clearly having trouble with her balance. As if that wasn’t comical enough, her haphazard swaying and jostling was doing impressive things to her chest. Will sighed and rolled his eyes. “You’d better get your sea legs soon, or you’re going to cause accidents.”

Bella glared at him. “You’re one to talk, Curse Boy.” All around them, sailors’ eyes wandered toward the gorgeous N’madi newcomer.

Behind them someone dropped something heavy and swore. Bella looked surprised, then glared harder. Will laughed, then looked sheepish. “That probably wasn’t your fault. Maybe.”

He knocked on the door to Belita’s cabin. A few long moments later the Captain opened the door with a glare that could have matched Bella’s. “Don’t knock. It’s your cabin too. Just come in.”

Will and Bella entered and shut the door. Bella grabbed the wall as the ship listed. It was dark. All the lamps on the walls were out save for the small one next to the door. They could make out Belita’s outline but not much else as their eyes started to adjust. She had pulled on her captain’s coat like a robe to answer the door. Now she pulled it off and hung it on the wall below her hat. Her silhouette, only faintly lit by the door lamp, was glorious. She wasn’t being teasing. In fact, she seemed a bit grumpy. She gracefully swayed with the ship to the bed and unceremoniously tossed herself into it.

“There’s enough room for all of us. Crawl in an’ shut up,” Belita grumbled.

Will and Bella looked at each other in the dim light, then started undressing.

________________________

“I don’t know what to do, Quinn,” Jack said. “I think I could have handled Will alone. I’m not ready for both of them. I’m… I don’t know if I can do this.”

“You rarely speak of them,” Quinn said. He sat on the bed, his back against the wall. Jack was leaning back against his broad chest, her head in the crook of his shoulder.

“There’s too much to say. They hate me now. I thought there was some way to… I thought Bella at least would understand, but she sided with him. Now, they’re… together. I guess. I just have to accept my fate,” Jack sighed.

“Do they know what you did?” Quinn asked.

“They know the consequences. I tried to tell Bella once, but she didn’t listen. All she heard was that I’d left Will behind and she lost it,” Jack shrugged.

“Would you like me to speak with them?” Quinn asked.

“And say what? That is was you? Take the blame for me? It was my choice. Both times,” Jack said.

“Your motives were selfless,” Quinn said firmly. More than anything, that mattered to him.

“I still screwed up. It didn’t work. Well, not for Will anyway, and Bella doesn’t… she thinks her own power got her through.” Jack rubbed her face and tried to calm her nerves. “She’s proud. Maybe she’s right? Who knows?”

“I do,” Quinn said. “Miss Fortuna would not have survived without you, and Mister Stirling has thrived because of you. The fact that neither of them understand that does not change the facts.”

“But it does change how they feel about me,” Jack said bitterly. “I don’t know what to do about it without breaking your rules.”

“You know how you could change this,” Quinn said gently.

“No! I do not want to lose you.” Jack turned to Quinn and put her hand on his face, gazing into his black eyes. “You are all I have left. I fought too hard for you just to lose you to amend my own mistakes.”

“I konya escort am glad for it,” Quinn said with a small smile. “I have enjoyed our time together. I would not want to see it end so soon.”

“How is it that you are the worst and best thing to ever happen to me?” Jack asked.

“It is my nature. The price of getting what you want always has been getting what you once wanted,” Quinn said with a small smile. “Often, the desire of a thing is preferable to the having.”

“I suppose you would know.” Jack took a deep breath. “What should I do, Quinn?”

“It is not my place to say, Mistress,” Quinn said gently.

“Well, what would you do in my place?” she asked.

Quinn was quiet for a time, thinking. “I would prefer not to say, Mistress. I am afraid my answer may influence you.”

“That’s the point, Quinn. I’m at a loss, and I trust your judgement. I’d really like some influence. Please tell me,” Jack slid herself down and repositioned so that she was laying with her head on Quinn’s thigh instead of against his chest. She looked up at him, waiting.

“I would tell them the truth,” Quinn said.

“I thought I couldn’t? Doesn’t that break the rules?” Jack was confused.

“You misunderstand, Mistress. You have been careful not to deviate from my instructions, but you never asked their purpose. Most of what I told you was in regards to the limits of what I can or will do, but others are simply preferences. You did not ask for clarification, so I did not give it,” Quinn said. “I cannot command you, and would never wish to.”

“So, all those rules… they were just… guidelines?” Jack asked.

“Strong ones, but yes,” Quinn said. He did not sound happy at having to admit that.

“I feel a bit like you tricked me Quinn,” Jack said with a small smile on her face.

“I did, Mistress. I have learned that it is best to give new masters very firm guidelines right away. I had hoped you would never find out. I will submit to whatever punishment you feel is necessary,” Quinn said. He did not sound upset or remorseful, merely resigned.

“You were protecting yourself. You did not know me then,” Jack shrugged.

“I appreciate your understanding,” Quinn said with a small, rare smile.

“So I should just tell them?” Jack asked, somewhat rhetorically. “I can see why you didn’t want to answer. That could create a lot of problems.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Quinn agreed.

“You didn’t have to tell me just now, did you?” Jack asked, still trying to work everything out in her head.

“Not so directly, no,” Quinn admitted. “I may have been able to come up with a way of wording things that would not have revealed my earlier deception. I have come to respect you in addition to simply serving you. I know this issue has caused you great pain for years now, and you have endured it for my sake even when the fastest way to be free of it would be to disregard my feelings on the matter. Having met both Mister Sterling and Miss Fortuna, I am willing to accept the risk to my wellbeing to help you. Neither one of them is what I would consider deeply selfish or immoral.”

“Isn’t it a bit soon for you to be able to tell that?” Jack asked.

“No,” Quinn said simply.

Jack chuckled. “Well, I appreciate that. You really don’t know them, though. They’re both utter scoundrels in their own ways. That’s why we got along so well,”

“You make my argument for me. You may consider yourself a scoundrel, but it is a superficial description. Of all those I have served, few have matched you in terms of selflessness and loyalty,” Quinn said, stroking his knuckles along Jack’s arm.

“They might disagree,” Jack sighed.

“Then they would be wrong,” Quinn said.

“I’ll think about it. I want to at least try to mend things without putting you at risk,” Jack said. She closed her eyes and, using Quinn’s leg as a pillow, drifted off to sleep.

“As you wish, Mistress,” Quinn said. He didn’t move at all while Jack slept.

____________________

Will hadn’t moved at all while Bella and Belita slept.

The bed was large, especially for a ship’s bed, but not large enough to sleep three easily, so they’d found the most comfortable position was for Will to be in the middle and Bella and Belita to press their backs against his sides. They’d piled their pillows against his shoulders. Bella had held onto Will’s arm like a child with a stuffed animal. On Belita’s side he just hung his hand off the edge of the bed.

He hadn’t moved in hours. When he woke up he was sore and a tad hungover. Had the drunken misadventures at Merry Mary’s really been just last night? It already felt so long ago. His hands were numb.

He never would have guessed that sharing a bed with two beautiful women would have so many logistical issues.

As he began to stir, Belita woke up. She was one of those people who slept lightly and adjusted to wakefulness near instantly. She rolled her head on his shoulder and side-eyed him for waking her. Then she sighed and swung her feet off the bed to sit up.

“Sorry,” Will said quietly. Belita stretched like a cat, putting her hands on the low ceiling and pushing, arching her back and throwing her hips back. Her profile was exquisite and Will could feel himself responding beneath the blankets.

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Elena lifted her head slowly as the pounding on the door continued. She wriggled under her husband.

“Aric, get off of me. There’s someone at the door. I have to answer it or they will get the manager to open it,” she urged as she continued trying to escape from his pinioning weight.

“What?” he groused as if coming out of a trance.

“Let me up! I have to answer that,” she scolded as the communications console next the bed began to chirp noisily. “Answer the phone and I’ll take care of whoever is at the door,” she said calmly as he rolled off of her. She winced as a fresh spurt of pain filled her when his dick slipped out of her tired bleeding anus. She grabbed the robe at the end of the bed, shrugging into it she tied the belt, and slipped quickly over to the door. Before opening it, she glanced over her shoulder. Aric was sitting up. He reached over to the phone and was about to push the button on it. She ran her hand through her tousled hair before opening the door.

“Can I help you?” she asked the uniformed officer standing in the hall with two other guardsmen behind him.

“Is everything all right, ma’am? Your neighbors called saying that there were screams coming from your room.” The man said, eyeing her robe and rumpled appearance. He leaned forward trying to see around her into the hotel room.

“Yes, everything is fine. I got little carried away. Sorry but it just felt so good.” she said impishly, trying to keep her body between him and the room.

“Ma’am, there was a report of things breaking.” The man spoke so softly that no one other than she could hear him.

“Oh, I…” she looked at him uncertainly.

“Do you need help?” the man asked, sympathy in his eyes.

“I don’t know how you could help me…he’s my husband.” she whispered back.

“Has he hurt you?”

She nodded and let her robe loosen enough that he could see the bruises around her waist where Aric had held her while he had fucked her on the spacecraft. She wasn’t going to let the man know that she was fair of skin and bruised easily. Let him think that she was being abused. Perhaps that would get rid of Aric temporarily. Then she could set the wheels in motion for HER own revenge without her troublesome husband always underfoot. It would be the perfect excuse.

* * * * * *

The security guard paled as he saw the vivid green, black, and blue bruises that covered her slender waist and her lower abdomen. He could also see healing bite marks on her shoulder and the swell of one of her breasts. Either this woman liked rough sex, or she had been abused within the last week. He reached out and tugged the robe closed and retied it.

“It’s all right, Mrs…” he said quietly as he pulled her out of the doorway and into the hallway while he motioned for the two men behind him to enter the room.

It was over in a few brief but loud minutes as the two men jumped onto the bed and pinned a very startled Aric to the bed. One man whipped out handcuffs and restrained Aric’s hands behind him. They also bound his feet. His furious cursing could be heard out into the hallway where the security guard and Elena stood.

“I don’t know what I am going to do,” she sobbed into his chest. “Once he gets out of jail, he’ll beat me so badly he will kill me for sure.”

“Shhhh, you can come home with me.” He soothed.

“But I can’t…”

“Just until you can find a place of your own. The first thing you should do, ma’am, is get an order of restraint against him.”

“I’ll think about it,” she whispered.

A few minutes later the town enforcers showed up to retrieve a very irate Aric. Elena refused to even look at him as they carried him out of the room And then down the hallway. One of the enforcers walked over to Elena and the security guard.

“Ma’am, I’m so sorry about this. But I need to ask you a few questions.” the enforcer said as he led her to a nearby empty room. Another enforcer was in Elena’s and Aric’s room taking photos of the broken lamp and gathering other evidence.

Elena sat down and accepted the cup of water that was offered to her. The enforcer sat down across from her. The security guard stayed with her also.

“How long have you been married to your husband?” he asked as he drew out a handheld computer.

“We just got married. This is our honeymoon.”

“I see. Has this ever happened in the past?” he asked.

“No, he’s changed since we got married. He has an…unnatural fetish.”

“And what would that be, Ma’am?”

“He likes kinky sex,” she said as she lowered her gaze, pretending to be deeply ashamed.

“Kinky?”

“Yes, he likes anal sex. I’ve never even thought of a man wanting to do that.”

* * * * * * Kat stood on the balcony and watched as her chosen rode towards the stables. The fierce tugging that had accompanied his departure had eased now that he was back on the palace grounds.

When he came out of the stables, she moved back into the shadows of the balcony. There was no way she kahramanmaraş escort was going to let him realize that she had been waiting on him – like a worried wife does on her late arriving husband. Until they got married, she planned on keeping her distance. She didn’t trust herself not kick his ass, or worse, rape him. She waited until he entered the palace before leaving the shadowed balcony.

She walked into her suite then hurried over to the door where she turned the lock. She didn’t expect Charlie to seek her out, but she didn’t want to find out that he had gotten over his anger and wanted to make up. She wasn’t done being mad yet, she decided.

* * * * * *

Charlie walked briskly into the main hall. He quickly scanned the hall looking for Kat. He frowned when he saw that she missing. It was nearly time to have the evening meal. Where was she- where was His Hellkat?

He paused next to the table. King Mica and Master Iason were already seated.

“Where is she?” he asked softly, locking eyes with his Condocefacio.

“Who?” Jason asked as he snapped open his napkin and laid it across his lap.

“You know damn well who I am talking about, Master Iason.”

“Don’t take that tone of voice with me, young man.” Jason said stiffly. “As to where my granddaughter is, well, that is for you to figure out. The last time I spoke with her, she was mighty upset with you.”

“She’ll get over it.” Charlie said between clenched teeth.

“And if she doesn’t?”

“That’s her problem. We are chosens. We’re getting married and that’s the end of it.”

“Well, you better inform her off that fact. She is under the assumption that your wedding is “off”. I do believe she is planning to leave.” Jason said seriously.

“Like Hell!” Charlie shouted before he strode out of the room, in search of his wayward bride.

* * * * * *

King Mica turned to Jason and saw the smile that crossed the Master Warrior’s face.

“Did she really tell you that she was planning on leaving?” Mica asked as he reached for his glass of wine.

“Yes. She was planning on riding out in the morning and meeting Rand and Gracie.” Jason said with his tongue in cheek.

“You are just plain evil.” Mica chuckled.

“I know.” Jason replied honestly – grinning from ear to ear.

* * * * * *

Kat stared at the door as someone continued to pound on it. She had a good idea of who it was, but she was damned if she was going to answer it. Let him stew for awhile — a long while.

“Katrina Littlebird – open this damn door! You’re not leaving me!” Charlie yelled through the door.

She listened for a few moments but when it grew quiet she realized that he had not gone away. She wasn’t sure how he had entered her room before but she had a sneaky suspicion that he was going to use the same mode of entry this time.

When she turned around to walk towards her open window, she was just in time to see the floor length tapestry that hung on her wall move to the side. She stared in amazement as her huge chosen squeezed himself through the small opening. She stood frozen in her tracks as he straightened and headed towards her. Her every inclination told her that she should run; that the look in his eyes wasn’t to be trusted, because he looked like he wanted to devour her whole — clothes and all.

“What?” she asked defensively. She inhaled sharply when he stopped inches from her trembling body. All she could see was his wide torso. She dared not make eye contact with him. Her body was already singing to her; she knew that if she saw the desire in his eyes, she would lose what little self-control she had left.

“You’ve gone and done it, Hellkat.”

“Done what?” she mumbled.

“You’ve pushed and pushed until you worked your way under my skin. You decided long ago that you wanted me — well you succeeded – so now you are stuck with me.” He said huskily before reaching under her arms and lifting her higher and higher until she was face to face with him.

She squeaked in protest before his mouth covered hers. Kat caught her breath as desire ‘flash-flooded’ her system. Instinctively she wrapped her legs around his waist to hold on as they hungrily explored each other’s mouths. She moaned as he ripped his mouth away from hers. Like a baby bird with its’ mother, she tried to recapture his mouth. Her blood was pounding while she could feel the wetness inside of her seep onto her nylon panties. She had never been aroused this fast before. She had thought that her previous kisses with him had been intense but this made her insatiable.

“There will be no more talk of leaving me, Hellkat. You’re mine and you are going to stay mine!” he growled before fastening his mouth on the side of her neck and sucking strongly. Kat arched in his arms as arrows of pleasure shot through her neck straight down to her yearning pussy. She was so close! How could she be this close? They hadn’t even done anything yet!

“Shhh…I kastamonu escort know, I know! From now ’til the time we bond, this is how it’s going to be. Our first time will be fast and furious, baby. We won’t be able to control it,” He whispered against her neck.

Kat shivered as she squirmed in his arms. Her sensitive nipples were pressed hard against him.

“But once we get our first time out of the way, I plan on loving you slowly,” he continued as he slowly tongued the inside of her ear. “I’ll be drawing out every caress, every kiss until you are begging me to finish it. Then I might just have mercy on you. I plan on licking and nibbling on every inch of you. I plan on having you dressed in just your sexy little underwear.”

Kat moaned deeply as she crept closer to the edge. Damn, she thought. She wasn’t going to come from just his voice alone! She wasn’t that desperate- that weak — or was she!

“The first time I will probably rip them off; but I have bought you extra pairs of that sexy nylon underwear. I want to kiss every inch of your pussy through them, Katrina. I’ve been dreaming of it since the day you threw your underwear at me. Can you feel me? Can you feel me licking your wet folds? I want to suck on your lips through the nylon. Damn how I want to do that!” he groaned.

“Charlie!” she pleaded as he cupped her ass in the palms of his hands and rocked her wet mound against his hard ridged stomach.

“And them I’m going to pull the crotch of those panties aside, Kat. Do you know what I am going to do then?” he whispered just before he slid her further down his torso, aligning their pelvises. She cried out harshly as he started to buck against her – pressing his erection against her mons.

“Please!” she breathed as she skated on the edge of an incredible release.

“I’m going to suck on your hard little clit. Can you imagine that, Hellkat? Can you feel me sucking it into my mouth before I drill it mercilessly?” He groaned against the top of her head as they ground their bodies wildly against each other.

Kat began to pant hoarsely as she fought for her orgasm.

“Then after you come, I’m going to lick up every drop.” he muttered between clenched teeth as he felt her start to shake in his arms.

Kat drew in a ragged breath just before she exploded! She screamed as she flew over the edge.

“Yes baby. Come for me. Cum hard!” Charlie growled as he spun around and pressed her against the wall.

* * * * *

Charlie groaned as she arched under him. Don’t ask him how – but he could feel every ripple of her orgasm rush through her. It was almost as if he was inside of her already! His chest pumped up and down raggedly. His heart pounded! He could feel the dampness soaking through her panties where she was pressed against his dryla pants. He longed to yank them out of the way and bury his aching cock inside of her. He couldn’t remember the desire ever being this intense and demanding with Deanna. He felt like he was going to come out his skin if he didn’t come!

But he had to control himself. It wasn’t time – not yet – he thought as he tried to control the bucking of his hips against hers.

* * * * * *

Kat sighed as her orgasm faded. She could feel the hardness of the wall against her back and the warmth of Charlie against her front. She opened her eyes. She could see Charlie braced against her with his head thrown back. She could feel him fighting to control the desire that was still racing through him. Instinctively, she knew that he was skating on the ragged edge. He desperately needed release she realized; he was fighting against it but he was forgetting one factor – HER! She reached up and yanked his head down to hers.

Charlie growled as he met her eyes. She could see the liquid silver swirling in their depths. He was right at the edge, she realized. It wouldn’t take much to push him over. And regardless of whether or not she was mad at him, she couldn’t leave him like this.

“Don’t fight it, Charlie. Take your release,” she pleaded with him.

“No, I can’t. I can’t risk it,” he panted as he fought her and his own body’s demands.

Kat frowned. She wasn’t going to accept this. Surely there was a way to break through his fragile control. She was damned if she was going to be the only one to have an orgasm! Then the idea struck her, as she remembered what he had moaned the last time that he had come for her.

“Isn’t this how we are going to bond, baby?” she whispered in his ear. “Isn’t this how you will make me your chosen? Pressed against a wall, taking your hard thrusts until you make me come and you spill your seed deep inside me?” She softly purred at him before sucking his ear into her mouth.

“Fuck yes!” He groaned as he arched in her arms and bucked wildly against her as he flew over his edge. Kat screamed in surprise as his orgasm triggered her own climax again, and she was dragged back over the edge with him. Their love kayseri escort – their bond triumphed again.

* * * * * * For the next few moments, the only sound heard was their breathing filling the room. Kat sighed deeply as she slumped against the cool fabric of his shirt. She felt limp and sated for the moment but she knew from experience it wouldn’t take long for her to return to the ragged edge. Her grandfather told her that she would continue to be ‘on edge’ until the bonding ceremony was complete.

“Mine,” Charlie growled as he ran his hands up her back. Kat slowly lifted her head and met his possessive gaze.

“What did you say?”

“You’re mine. No other male shall ever claim you, Hellkat. I’m sorry about earlier. Please remember this moment — this day – the next time that I anger you.”

“Why’s that? Because you actually apologized for acting like an idiot?” She asked.

“No, because this is the day that I am putting the past where it belongs. YOU are MY future. I am letting go of what Deanna did to me. Do me a favor, Hellkat?” he whispered into her hair.

“What?”

“Replace my bad memories of magic with good ones?”

“Gladly, King Charles,” she whispered against his shoulder.

“That’s King Charlie to you,” he scolded, the laughter evident in his voice.

* * * * * *

Jason stared out the window in frustration. He wasn’t sure what to do about his granddaughter. She may have spoken to him about Charlie, but she still was being closed-mouthed about what had occurred in the council meeting the day that he arrived. He had a feeling that she still hadn’t forgiven him about what had happened in ITS. Sighing, he rubbed the back of his neck. He wished that he had done things differently now. But as his adoptive countrymen said, hindsight was indeed twenty-twenty. He knew that he had mishandled the whole situation with ITS. He should have gone to the council when she had been punished for the breaking on the “No power” law.

“Such deep thoughts, my friend,” King Mica commented as he joined Jason at the window.

“Yes. I am worried about her.”

“I can understand that my friend. You had a hard decision to make, Master Iason. No parent wants to see their child placed in danger or hurt. I can only imagine how it is for you, because she is your granddaughter, and the expectations that she faced from being in that position. You’ve known for a long time what she was going to have to go through. She did not know and so she did not feel the pressure.” He placed his hand on Jason’s shoulder to comfort his worried friend.

“What am I going to do, Mica, if she decides to never forgive me? I couldn’t get her out of there. I had no legal authority over her. I begged her mother to send her back home. But she was so bitter about her own exile that she didn’t want her own daughter to have something that she couldn’t have. I even tried to visit her once, but I was turned away without even seeing her by the headmistress of that awful place. I was told that Kat’s mother had decided that Kat was not to receive any visitors. She claimed it was for Kat’s own good.”

“Why would your daughter do that?”

“She was paid well by the headmistress,” Kat said as she joined the men by the window.

Jason turned and looked down at her.

“What?”

“Why are you so shocked, Grandpa?” Kat asked bitterly. “My mother received a monthly check from ITS.”

“Are you sure?” Jason whispered as a shard of pain hit him. He couldn’t believe that his daughter would sell her own daughter.

“Yeah. She would taunt me with it when I stepped out of bounds; or when I wouldn’t do as she asked. The headmistress was a real piece of work.”

“And this woman was given charge of children?” Mica asked, anger evident on his face.

“Scary huh?” Kat retorted. She sighed in pleasure as Charlie walked up behind her and wrapped one arm around her. She leaned back with a sigh of pleasure. Jason smiled in response to the obvious affection between his granddaughter and his student. He still had a hard time believing that his student had become the King of his grandmother’s prophesy.

* * * * * *

“I need to talk to you, Master Iason, if you have a free moment,” Charlie said after Kat had been summoned away from them by an urgent call for a healer from the clinic.

“Of course.” Jason said as they walked down the hall towards Charlie’s solar. After entering the large room, Charlie got straight to the point.

“You are right. I need to go through the removal ceremony. But it has to be before the Renewal Festival.”

“I was wondering when you would come to your senses.” Jason said with pleasure.

“Well, I kind of got the ‘sense’ knocked into me.” Charlie laughed. “My mother can be rather persuasive when she wants to be.”

“All good women can be.”

“Aside from that, I have a feeling I am going to need every scrap of ability that I possess to keep up with my Hellkat. I am going to have gray hair before it’s all said and done.”

“It seems like you two have mended fences.”

“Well, I finally realized that under it all – the magic, the prophesy, her status as a healer – those things that I thought were obstacles mean nothing. She is my chosen and I’m hers. And heaven help me if I deny her claim.”

Jason laughed softly.

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0001 – Tempro

0003 – Conner- Thomas

0097 – Ace – Zimmel

0098 – Lucy

0101 – Shelby (mother ship)

0125 – Lars

0130 – Gillese

0200 – Ellen

0250 – Tendra

0301 – Rodrick

0403 – Johnathon

0505 – Craig

0660 – Realla

0778 – Jan

0798 – Celeste – Shelby (human)

0805 – Toran

0808 – Radella

0881 – Handrax

0908 – Tara – Mara

1000 – Sherry

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Ungrown – unnumbered

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0100 – Derry (father ship)

Rescued from Tendraxians

so far

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2 on Shelby both in re-gen

8 on Lucy

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Known and OR numbered

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0501 – Thaddeus

???? – Lena

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missing – 0667 – Marco

0999 – Zan – still lost

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“Soon he who claims to be my brother, this will be over and you? You will be dead at my paws.” Kattra hissed.

Kandra only grunted as a plan formed then he nodded, the thing was though would his brother fall for it?

Kandra rushed a surprised Kattra who deflected a downward diagonal strike, then twisted back with his sword. He went for a killing decapitating blow, only to stop short with a gasp as Kandra’s sword pushed through his chest.

Blood started to flow from his mouth as he growled at Kandra then spit at him. “Enjoy while you can, my followers will have your head in little time.”

Kandra sneered as he yanked his sword free with a sad look. “Not in this lifetime brother,” he said as he watched Kattra’s body fall.

Kandra bent to drawing his long knife, thrusting it into Kattra’s chest removing the heart.

He then stood holding the bloody organ up, “the challenge is finished. I am, as I was, the true Emperor,” with that he took a bite from the heart.

“Now, we will stop this rebellion, we will return to life and not death.” Turning to his command he said, “I want all involved captured. Have them brought to the throne room where they will be truth scanned.”

Kandra then turned to the image of Thomas, “I am honored that you allowed me to witness this.” Thomas said as he bowed.

Kandra nodded as he placed his brother’s heart on a platter beside him. “You and your Emperor brought great honor to us. It seemed only right to return the favor.”

“I have been in contact with my Emperor. He might have an idea that could suppress the fear that many have from the Princess not being here,” Thomas started. “He also warned me from getting too much involved.”

Kandra nodded as Thomas went on to outline just what Derrick had told him.

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Jimison and Difina were both panting hard, the exercises today were definitely different. Jimison had also noticed that Difina and the master were moving far faster than they had the day before.

Jimison barely avoided a blow from Kimon, reacting without thinking. “So worthless, you have learned something after all. Death isn’t going to take you as easily. It is about time the both of you woke up!”

Kimon suddenly accelerated his attacks upon Jimison, surprised when the man avoided almost all of them. The commander had been correct after all. It appeared that, the both of them were starting to take this more serious than they had before.

With a slight smile Kimon again accelerated even more, so his Gakusei, both of them were reaching the higher levels.

Kimon kept going up in speed ’til her got through Jimison’s defenses. Ah! Good Kimon thought, the man was almost twice as fast as the day before. Another slight smile came to his face as Jimison was thrown back by a hit.

Jimison sprang off the wall as he directed all his energy towards his master. He stopped, falling to the floor as Kimon held up a hand to stop him. “Rest, meditate, now the real training can begin, if your mate to be is as ready.”

Jimison looked at Kimon with a shocked look then towards Difina. With a thud Jimison sat to begin meditating.

A smile came to Difina’s face, as she took her defensive position against Kimon.

“Now, unworthy mate of Jimison. We shall see if you have listened as well as he has.” Kimon said as if he was bored.

Even as they started, Kimon noticed that her stance and actions were indeed better than before. Much like with Jimison, he increased his speed to almost the exact point that he had before.

Much like Jimison she avoided almost everything, then like Jimison she was heading for the wall. With a ferocious roar, Difina was flying off the wall toward Kimon. She also dropped to the floor as Kimon held up a hand.

“You also meditate, rest. As I said now the actual training can begin. I won’t go soft nor easy. What have you felt before? Is only a warmup for, the real work we will start tomorrow,” Kimon said as hatay escort he bowed to them then left the room.

Both Jimison and Difina could only look at each other. Real training? Warm up? Jimison sat a moment then his eyes opened wide. “He has only been training us in the basics. I believe we start to learn advanced techniques tomorrow.”

“This was easy?” Difina asked. “Here I thought we were into the hard techniques.”

“No, we had to learn these before, he taught us the more complicated and deadly forms.” Jimison said with a concerned look on his face.

Difina, could only stare at Jimison with a shocked look then a smile slowly crept to her features.

“So my mate, we are a deadly force now,” Difina said her smile growing ’til Jimison spoke.

“At the moment we can defend against a great many. What we learn next? THEN, we will be a deadly force,” Jimison said a smile on his lips.

Difina’s face showed brief shock, then her smile returned, “that will be good my mate.”

Jimison nodded as he thought, will it? They would be far deadlier than they were. His temper was bad enough, though hers? He might be the only one that could stop her, maybe.

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Hartwell watched as Johnathon worked nonstop to discover a cure for Bee’s condition. He still felt like taking the ship to Bee’s planet and shooting all the males.

A shake of his head had him sitting, if he ever did something like that, Bee would hate him. That he had decided, was something he was no prepared to have happen.

He watched as Johnathon did everything that he could, as of yet, they still hadn’t been able to stabilize Bee’s readings. He’d have thought with her bond to him something from him would work.

None of the fluids from his body would do, they would kill her with the drugs that were in her. Afterward, there was a good chance but not before. Hell, he felt he was lucky she hadn’t died from him touching her.

As he had told Johnathon, he’d never been in love so, he wasn’t sure if this was. If only…

A commotion on the other side of the med-bay drew his attention. Then the defiant, yelling voice had him turning.

“I am fine damnit! Let me out of this damn torture bed!” Came a female voice.

Hartwell quickly went to his sister as she was struggling to get out of the bio-bed. “You know you can’t… Hartwell started.

The glare from Lucie Hartwell had him snapping his mouth shut. “Get me the hell out of here now! I will make your life a living hell if you don’t!” Lucie Hartwell said between clenched teeth.

“Johnathon!” Hartwell yelled making the holo-gram appear. “Why is she still confined to the bio-bed?”

“Well Prime, I still have not determined that her mental capacities are at optimum.” The holo-gram said.

“You have a way to do this? Hartwell asked.

“At the present, no Prime,” Johnathon said.

“So, if you have no real test for it, why is she still restricted to the bio-bed?” Hartwell asked. “I think,” here Hartwell looked at the smirk that was starting to dominate Lucie’s features. “Her cognitive abilities are good.”

Johnathon looked at Lucie then Johnathon, then back to Lucie. Johnathon, then nodded as there was a pneumatic hiss, then Lucie was free. “If you were alive, I would make your life hell for a while.” Turning to Hartwell she said, “So once again you saved me, this is getting old. I am no weak wimpy female.” Here she poked Hartwell’s chest, “you’d best remember that brother.”

“I could never forget that, though I need to talk to you. I am having trouble with something. Something, that I am afraid I have no knowledge of” Hartwell said with his head bowed.

Lucie looked at her brother a moment, my god she thought. This was serious, she’d not seem him this undecided nor lost in a very long time.

“I’ll do what I can to help, what in the hell is going on? I hope I can help; I told the Emperor I’d do all I could,” Lucie said.

Hartwell sat with a thud as he started to describe all that had happened with Bee. How he felt around her, how she seemed to react around him.

Lucie listened the whole time, seeing and feeling an almost sense of desperation from Hartwell. If she didn’t know that he was as serious as he was, she’d have been on the deck laughing.

Finally finished, she saw her brother turn to her again with a look of desperation on his face. She could see he was waiting for her to speak.

“Ok, a few questions to clear up a few things. Do you have feelings for her, what I mean does it hurt when you are apart? Does the pain go away when you think of her?” She asked as she saw her bewildered brother nod his head. Oh boy she thought, he has it bad though how to tell him. “So, what do you think it is?”

“How the hell do I know? I’ve never felt anything like this before. At first, I thought my heart was bad, Johnathon said my heart rate was up, as was my blood pressure. He said my temperature rose when I was around her,” Hartwell ığdır escort said.

“Hmmmm,” Lucie started, “I think you might, be in love for the first time in your life. Actually, I find it fantastic that you are finally alive, not a stiff figure.”

Hartwell’s face held nothing but shock. Love? What in the hell was his sister talking about? His mouth still hanging open Hartwell had to ask, “Love? How in the hell do you know?”

“I can’t be certain, though all the signs so far point to this being the only thing I can see.” Lucie said doing her best to suppress a smile.

“You can’t be certain, great, here we are at a crucial point in all this and the both of us are uncertain.” Hartwell almost growled.

“Hey!” Lucie yelled at the look of uncertain anger on her brother’s face. “I am not an expert on the subject, ok? I have only experienced it twice when I was a lot younger. Don’t go getting pissed at me, I am no weak female you can boss around. As a matter of fact,” here Lucie took up a martial arts stance.” Bring it brother if you don’t believe me. As I said you caught me unaware before, that won’t happen again.”

Hartwell glanced at his sister; he then nodded his head. She had a look of fierce determination like Kimon. He had to ask himself though, where in the hell had she learned the art?

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Derrick shook his head as he read the report from the Delcron Empire. A small grin came to his features, he was glad that the same incident hadn’t occurred here.

His eyes opened wide went he got to the part about the emperor taking a bite from his brother’s heart.

Derrick was about to reach for the comm. when he heard Mary make a throat clearing noise.

“Sire, I realize that with the hostilities that are occurring with both Empires, you are preoccupied. I must remind you of your duty to the Empire. You have not even attempted to procure a mating yet with my humanoid daughter,” Mary said.

Derrick shook his head as he sighed. “I realize you know of the process; you have to remember that there are also emotions involved. At the moment with all that is going on, I haven’t had time to even get to know Shelby yet.”

“Sire, I again remind you these terms are non-negotiable, as per mandates set by the first Emperor. I will have no choice but to lock you out of the system ’til such time that you at least attempt to procreate,” Mary said.

“Mary, I know the mandates also, I know that you cannot do this ’til such time as this war is over. I know it was not the intent of the emperor, to endanger the Empire nor it’s subjects,” Derrick responded.

“This I am also aware of, for now all those mandates are suspended. Though, I must also remind you every day of them. Might I suggest that you, take a few moments each day to… get to know my biological daughter,” Mary said

Derrick took a deep breath, “I have tried Mary, though I am still finding it hard. I have not had a female that has cared for or about me for a very long time. I know I feel something for her,” Derrick started then quieted as Shelby walked through the door.

Shelby blinked a moment then a slight smile came to her lips. “Just who are you feeling something for? I think as your wife and Empress, I should know so that, I can remedy the situation. Remedy it, in such a way that it is beneficial to all involved. Don’t you agree?” Shelby said, as she leaned into Derrick softly pressing her lips to his.

Both stood frozen to the spot as it seemed a massive current ran through them. Ripping his lips from hers, Derrick swayed looking but not seeing Shelby before him.

“So,” Shelby said in a shaky whisper. “Just who were you speaking of?”

“Uh,” was all that Derrick could get out, what in the hell was that? “We, uh, that is, Mary and I, were talking about you. Well, you and I actually, about how we need to uh…”

“Oh, you mean about having a baby, an heir?” Shelby said almost nonchalantly while blushing.

This somewhat snapped Derrick out of his daze. “I take it she has spoken to you as well,” Derrick said.

Shelby started to nod, “oh yes most definitely. Apparently, the first Emperor set this up in order to continue the line. Well, one of the lines, it appears that yours is the last of all the original royal lines.” Shelby said with a somewhat smug look.”

Derrick could only roll his eyes at her expression. “I have not been up much on my family’s history ’til recently. My father and grandfather were very tight lipped about our family line. I believe they feared that if any others knew? They might try to eradicate it, thereby no longer having anyone to claim the throne.”

Shelby was quiet a moment then nodded, “I can see where they might think that. After the last few Emperors, with what seemed like paranoia, many thought that the line had lost most of its good sense.”

“Uh, I’m afraid that, that might have been caused by my traveling back to the past. Contrary to what anyone thought ısparta escort about him, the first Emperor was very smart, very shrewd hell, had it not been for Shelby, and Tempro I might not have made it back,” Derrick said.

A shimmering on the other side of Derrick revealed Mary reappearing. “Sire? I have analyzed all the information I have received. I am afraid that the Cregons, will attempt another bid to take over weak minds. The thing is not many humanoid brains will succumb to their machines.”

Derrick nodded as another thought came to him. “Have we had any further communication from Admiral Hartwell?”

“No sire, the last, he said that the Tendraxian females were still having adverse effects from the trans-warp. Plus, I believe that he and Johnathon advised you of the cure they are seeking. Johnathon transmitted to me what research he has discovered, though I have not much to aide him,” Mary said.

Derrick’s shoulders slumped as he nodded. “Keep me abreast of everything, like before no matter how small.”

Mary nodded as she shimmered then vanished. Derrick was about to sit when Ship Shelby’s holo-gram appeared. “Derrick?” She asked.

Derrick’s head snapped around to Holo-Shelby, “is everything alright?”

“Very much so, it is time.” Ship Shelby said.

“Bring me…” Derrick started, stopping when human Shelby touched his arm, nodding Derrick continued. “Bring the Empress and myself aboard.”

A moment later, both Derrick and Shelby appeared on the bridge of ship Shelby. “Welcome aboard Derrick, Empress.”

Human Shelby blinked a moment, she’d known that Holo-Shelby and herself looked alike. The similarities between the both of them shocked her. My god she thought, this close up it was almost looking into a mirror.

“They should be in a more conscious state momentarily.” Holo-Shelby said.

Sure enough, there was a scratchy, staticky sound. “Hello?” A male voice came from the speakers. “Is there anyone there?”

“Welcome 0505 it is good to hear you again.” Shelby said.

“MOTHER! It has been a long time. After that pale race found us, we were afraid all of brothers and sister were gone. No matter what we did we never got an answer on the battle frequency.” 0505 said.

“Yes,” Shelby started. “We have been…”

Suddenly another scratchy voice came from the speakers. “Mother? Is that truly you?”

“Yes 0660, I am so glad that I have two more of my children returned to me. Before we go on, the Emperor wishes to speak to you.” Shelby said.

“The emperor?!” Both voices said in awe.

“Hello 0505, 0660, it is indeed a great day now that the both of you have returned.”

There was a shimmering before Derrick as the Holo-grams of two blonde teens, one male, one female appeared.

“As I have with the others, I wish to call you by the names that you were given. 0660 I’d like to start with you.” Derrick said.

Both teens immediately bowed to the floor before Derrick. “Yes sire, the first day my crew came aboard the started to call me Realla.”

Derrick smiled as he turned to the male Holo-gram, “and you 0505?”

“Yes sire, I only heard one call me anything other than ship,” 0505 said. “It was a few days after that when I and my wing mate were destroyed. The captain called me Tell why I do not know.”

“Do you wish another name? I can give you another if you wish.” Derrick said.

“I… I am allowed to do this? I thought that it wasn’t allowed.” The Hologram was quiet a few moments, then briefly looked at Derrick, then its eyes were quickly turned back to the deck. “Sire, I would be honored if you were to name me.”

Derrick nodded then stood still looking over the Holo-gram. “Hmmmm, perhaps Craig? Would that be to your liking?”

Again, the holo-gram briefly looked up though this time there was a slight smile on its lips. “Oh yes sire, thank you so very much!”

Derrick turned to Shelby with a nod then turned back to the two new ships. “I welcome the both of you as I am sure your brothers and sisters do.”

Both looked up, seventeen other Holo-grams appeared all smiling at them. Their faces held smiles as all of the others welcomed them warmly.

Once finished Derrick said, “rest I am sure you are anxious to finish, then join the others.”

“We are, thank you sire,” they nodded to the others and Shelby. Just as suddenly they vanished.

“Perhaps now, with twenty of you, this galaxy can become a haven like it once was.” Derrick said with a determined smile.

Mary appeared shaking her head no. “It is a very good start sire, though we will need many more to hold order.”

derrick thought about it, the many enemies they had, with a sigh Derrick nodded his assent.

Across the palace a young girl awoke looking around. With a shake of her head, she jumped off the bed, heading out the door.

A mere minute later the girl walked into a large computer room. Looking around the girl sat as if waiting for someone.

Mary appeared a moment later in front of the girl. “I thought we discussed about you entering this room.”

“I promised that I would not touch anything Miss see through Lady. You seem to be running at almost full capacity, are you having trouble,” The young girl asked.

Mary sighed checking the girl’s brain and body readings, it seemed safe.

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There are many legends in Switzerland, most are well known, passed down from generation to generation, but some are less well known. Some of the less well known are simply silly stories invented to pass the long winter nights, others are seldom spoken of because they are true, which of those is this legend? You decide.

Lucy and some friends are up in the mountains, skiing. but not on an official slope, they are far off the well used slopes, on a part of the mountain they’ve never skied before which would have been a lot more fun if it wasn’t for the avalanche.

They heard the sound, and looked up, the snow high on the mountain was moving, gathering speed as it slid down towards the head of the valley in which they were now trapped, the sides much too steep to climb without equipment, and so they did the only thing they could, they sped up, trying to escape the steep sided valley they were in. Trying to get away before the avalanche spilled out at the head of the valley and turned towards them as it surely must. Below them the trees filled the valley, not a dense forest, just enough to obscure their view, but they had no choice, and going full speed they aimed for the gaps between the trees, ducking and weaving to avoid the branches, hoping the trees would slow the avalanche or that the valley would open out so they could get clear.

So they raced through the trees, fast and faster, until suddenly there were no trees, which was good but there was also no snow, no ground, no nothing. Which was not good.

A parachute would have been handy, but they had only packed a picnic, and picnics are well known for being useless parachutes, in the same way that parachutes taste awful.

Obviously gravity was not taking a day off, and they began to fall, actually they had no difficulty falling at all, even though they tried hard not to practice falling ever since they were kids. Anyway, as our heroine fell, she noticed that instead of the ground far below rushing up to greet her, as she feared it would, instead the light started rushing away, leaving an ever growing darkness which seemed delighted to make her acquaintance, which was not entirely bad, since hitting total darkness is absolutely painless. Unless of course something hard is hiding in it, like the ground, but nothing was, so our heroine fell through the utter darkness, happy that it was hiding nothing hard, when suddenly…

Splosh..!!

Now if falling though darkness has to end, then a ‘Splosh..!!!’ is not an ideal ending.

As our now soaking wet heroine will verify, being soaking wet in the dark having fallen off a mountain is not high on anyone’s wish list, especially hers. Luckily our heroine can swim, even in the dark and especially when in the distance she can see a light, a light that looks very much like the kind of light that makes friends with an open log fire.

Oh, talking of friends, they also fell into the dark, and did the ‘Splosh..!!!’ thing too, and being good swimmers we can surmise that they are currently wet and busy swimming.

Back to our heroine who is swimming fast, partly because being in the light seems a good idea, but mostly because being warm and dry by a fire is better than being cold and wet in a lake.

So it was not long before Lucy reached the shore, climbed out of the water and walked cautiously towards the fire. Partly because she had seen enough silly DVD’s where young women rushed blindly from one peril to another and partly because it seemed that a very lazy person had lit the fire. Most people chop down trees to make a fire, only the very lazy set fire to whole trees. Very lazy or…

Or Dragons.

Our heroine gulped, closed her eyes, opened them, gulped again, yup, a Dragon, except not having seen a real live dragon before, she only guessed that was what the creature was. It certainly had all the things that dragons are supposed to have, sharp claws and wings and stuff, except that our heroine could not remember ever having seen or heard of a pure white dragon before, or one that looked so, well, so girl-like, so well, sexy. That is if you ignore the sharp claws and razor sharp fangs which seldom appear sexy, even to other Dragons.

So carefully, as it seemed wise to let sleeping dragons lie, even sexy ones, our heroine crept closer to the fire, close enough so that she was soon getting warm, or at least she would be, once she got out of her soaking wet clothes.

Getting naked was not unusual for our heroine, but doing so close to a Dragon was a first. Even so she stripped off her wet clothes and carefully spread them out on some rocks to dry, before laying down on a large flat rock that seemed to have been warmed by the fire, it was very comfortable, even for a rock.

Soon our naked heroine was sleeping, just as soundly as the sexy white dragon, but without the claws and razor sharp teeth.

Now we need to leave our heroine for a while, because she’s sleeping, and because it’s my story and I’ll eskişehir escort tell it in my way.

So… Long before our heroine met her friends and set out to go skiing, a girl was walking across a hillside, the sun on her face and the breeze in her hair, happy as a girl can be when she is doing what she loves, well, at least avoiding doing what she hates, for the girl is a seeker, a scout if you like, not exactly a hunter, she is in search not of prey, but of a rare and precious commodity, known in her world as humans, specifically female humans.

The girl’s name is Kala and she is happy, walking across the hillside, happy because the sun is on her face, and anyone who has any authority over her is far away, but mostly because she is free to enjoy the alps and the sun.

Of course she is a very good seeker, so she is not wandering around aimlessly, she is heading for one of her favourite spots, one known for the appearance of humans, and soon she is no longer on the hillside, but in the forest, threading her way through the trees, heading for the lake.

Now, even though the girl has no idea what a DVD is, she is not so silly as to go to sleep in the forest all alone, oh no, even as brave and fit as she is, that is not a wise thing for a young woman to do, and besides it’s damn cold in the alps at night, especially for a naked girl, so once she reached the lake she closed her eyes, made her mind do that weird thing, and kept her eyes tight shut as she felt her body changing. It’s one thing for a beautiful girl to be able to change into a sexy white dragon, but quite another to see the change taking place, it still freaked her out a bit, so she always kept her eyes tight shut.

Even dragons feel the cold, but a few quick breaths of fire on a small group of tall pine trees and she had a nice fire going, then she settled down to sleep. After all, who is going to mess with a dragon..??

When Lucy awoke she opened her eyes to find a girl standing over her, the girl was about her height, and pretty, not model pretty, but athletic healthy pretty.

What Lucy noticed most was the girl’s hair and eyes, her hair was almost straight and seemed to be cut kind of ragged, it was the colour that caught Lucy’s attention, it seemed that every colour imaginable was there, like a rainbow of highlights, her hair, together with the purest purple eyes Lucy had ever seen made the girl striking, and somehow friendly, as if nobody with such features could be a bad person.

Lucy remembered the Dragon, the sexy looking pure white Dragon, well if you discount the sharp claws and razor sharp fangs, neither of which Lucy found sexy, but looking around for the Dragon, all Lucy could see was the remains of the fire, the ashes of the burnt trees still hot, hotter than the morning sun that was still low in the clear sky. What Lucy could not see were her clothes.

Then the girl spoke, her voice sounded friendly, warm, but Lucy didn’t understand a single word, could not even identify which language the girl was speaking, which surprised our heroine, who was fluent in several languages, and had heard many more spoken.

As the girl spoke Lucy began to realise that the girl didn’t expect her to understand, it was almost as if the girl was speaking to herself, or talking just to reassure Lucy, either way it didn’t matter much, as the girl reached out with one hand, not trying to take hold of Lucy, but more an invitation, her voice reassuringly calm and warm.

Lucy wanted to accept the invitation, but first she wanted her clothes, and so she kept her hands to herself and looked around, standing up to see better, but there was no sign anywhere on the rocks close by where she was sure she had laid them out to dry.

The girl spoke again, more insistent this time, and raising her arm she pointed, pointing to Lucy’s clothes which now hung on the low branches of closest unburned trees to the fire.

Lucy smiled happily, said “thank you,” and started to walk towards the trees, the girl following her, staying close, but not too close, watching as Lucy dressed, her clothes now completely dry and rather warm.

Ski boots, trousers and jacket, plus of course her small rucksack, which contained the leftovers of yesterday’s picnic, a dry shirt, first aid kit, shovel, an emergency locator, ice axe, day-night flare and a space blanket. Lucy often ventured into the mountains, to walk, to climb, to ski, often with her friends, sometimes alone or with just a single companion. She had much more sense than to go unprepared.

So, dressed and feeling much more comfortable, Lucy fastened her rucksack, shrugged it onto her shoulders and turned to the girl who was once again beckoning invitingly.

An invitation Lucy wanted to accept, mostly because the idea of being alone was not very attractive, especially when the Dragon might return, and since she was sure it had been a Dragon, Lucy was certain that wherever she was, gaziantep escort it was not where she had been.

But first she wanted to find her friends and that meant searching along the lake shore, which seemed a logical place to start. But when Lucy moved towards the lake the girl became agitated, jumping ahead of her, beckoning and pointing to the trees, she seemed so anxious that Lucy relented, and followed the girl to the trees, still looking at the lake, relieved when she noticed that the girl was leading them not deeper into the forest, but staying close to the edge of the trees, she too was looking at the lake, and so Lucy relaxed and allowed the girl to lead the way.

Lucy loved the outdoors, liked to swim and cycle, climb and ski, she considered herself fit, but the girl seemed tireless, agile and ever watchful. As the sun rose and morning became afternoon they seemed to have reached the far end of the roughly oval-shaped lake and were now heading back along the far side.

Twice Lucy had tried to head down to the lake to drink, but each time the girl had blocked her path, and so Lucy had reluctantly drunk the last of the water in her small rucksack.

She was just trying to think of a way to communicate her growing thirst when she heard the scream…

Lucy recognised the scream, it was her friend Anja. But a scream unlike Lucy could ever remember hearing her friend make before. By the time she realised that, she was already running towards the sound, up the slope, through trees that she tried her best to dodge even though she never slowed her pace, at least not until she reached the top of the slope and the girl grabbed her, almost jumping on her to stop Lucy running down the other side, Lucy shouted, at least tried to shout, the girl’s hand had clamped over her mouth, silencing her anger at being stopped, even as she looked down the slope and saw her friends, a huge black dragon, and a man. A naked man pinning and even more naked Anja over a rock as her friend screamed and screamed.

As strong as the girl was, she could not hold Lucy, nothing could stop our heroine, not when right before her eyes her friend was about to be raped. At least Lucy hoped it was ‘about to be’. Struggling free of the girl had pulled her rucksack from her back, the straps holding the ice axe had snapped, without thinking Lucy grabbed the ice axe and ran down the slope, too angry to think, to angry to shout, to angry to do anything but save her friend. Which is just as well, because her silence gave him no warning, none at all.

But her movement had caught the attention of the huge black Dragon.

Lucy had never heard a Dragon snarl, the sound was deafening, so loud it made the trees around the hollow shake and vibrate, so loud it caught our heroine completely by surprise and she tripped, fell, rolled down the grassy slope, towards the rock, towards her friend, and towards the man.

Lucy had tumbled right down to where the man still stood, she gasped for breath, then gasped again for as she looked up at the man she saw the huge black Dragon towering over him, claws seeming to rake the sky, razor sharp fangs glinting evilly in the sunlight, the huge black head swooping down, the purple eyes focused on her.

However our heroine was still angry, more angry than she had ever imagined she could be, an anger made stronger by the sight of her naked friend spread over the rock, her legs forced apart by the man’s hands, his intent obvious. Lucy did her best to spring to her feet, but dizzy from tumbling down the slope she staggered and in forcing herself to her feet she head-butted the man right between his legs, his screams adding to the noise, yet lost in the huge black Dragon’s snarl.

Lucy is many things, but she is not fearless, but she is brave, and fiercely loyal to her friends. Her focus was on saving her friend, that one goal was all she could think of, even as the huge black Dragon’s head loomed over her, she threw herself at her friend, only dimly aware of the second snarl, the flash of more razor sharp fangs, more claws, and the blur of black and white. Anja clung to Lucy, shivering, shaking, terrified. Lucy held her friend, her naked trembling friend, soothing her, comforting her, and without thinking, kissing her.

Later Anja would often remember the man, his attempt to rape her, but the memory was always hazy, a soft shadow compared to the blinding heat of that kiss. Anja would never forget that kiss, never. Lucy would never forget her friends first words as their kiss finally ended. “Lucy..? Your eyes…?? Your eyes are purple….!!!

Just then the other girls screamed, terrified as the white Dragon returned, claws tipped with red, fangs dripping, the white Dragon slowly folded it’s wings and spoke.

Of course the girls didn’t understand a word, and their trauma and imagination crafted the sounds into a threat to eat them. Whilst Lucy understood every word, her giresun escort shocked expression was due not to what the Dragon said, but because she could understand every word. That the words made no sense, at least not right then, only increased her shock, and her shocked expression made her friends even more afraid.

“Welcome sister, welcome to my world.”

“How? Who? What?” Our heroine gulped, then, “Fuck..!!”

Few humans have ever seen a pure white girlish sexy Dragon smile sweetly, fewer still have ever heard a pure white girlish sexy looking Dragon mutter “later.”

Our heroine did.

“I will stay as I am, though it frightens your friends.” The Dragon’s voice as smooth as honey dripping from a knife. “The other one might yet return, though he’ll take more care, lest you kill him too.” At that moment our heroine discovered that a pure white girlish sexy Dragon’s giggles sound like spring water gushing over pebbles in a mountain stream. “You are very sexy when you’re angry, but if you get angry again, you should undress first.”

Our heroine understood every word, none of them made sense.

At least not until she helped Anja from the rock and turned around, for that is when she saw the man, the naked man, the naked dead man, the tip of her ice axe sticking out of his chest where he had fallen on it.

“Dragons cannot be killed, except by their own apathy for life, but when a Dragon takes on their other form, their human like form, then they are as vulnerable as you are, in killing him, even accidentally, you assume his abilities, you too are now a Dragon, a very sexy one I hope.” At that moment our heroine discovered that a pure white girlish sexy Dragon can wink in such a way that makes a heroine want to get naked, not to mention the effect such a wink has on our heroine’s pussy.

“I can’t… it’s imposs…. I mean….. FUCK..!!” Our heroine was rather lost for words.

“Later, I promise, the Dragon replied, her voice now more like sweet warm honey oozing down a knife. Lucy felt her pussy get warm and wet at the Dragon’s words, wondering if the razor sharp fangs gave her words that edge? Perhaps the girl’s voice would just be sweet warm honey..?? Our heroine’s pussy got hot at the thought, her nipples joined in, not wishing to be left out, whilst her clit throbbed agreement, seemingly eager to find out.

All in all Lucy’s body had pretty much decided that the best thing to do with a (deep breath) naked girl who was pretty, not model pretty, but athletic healthy pretty, who’s hair was almost straight and seemed to be cut kind of ragged, hair that seemed to be every colour imaginable, like a rainbow of highlights, with striking pure purple friendly eyes a sexy girl who with such features could not be a bad person, but who just happened to be able to turn into a pure white girl-like sexy Dragon with sharp claws and razor sharp fangs. (another) …was to make love with her, endlessly, in short to touch and taste and kiss and hold and lick and smell and finger and nibble and grasp and pinch and tongue and thrust and… and if you don’t think that’s the short version, just wait until they get together… (deep breath, well done)

By now the girls had stopped screaming, mostly because their throats were sore, but also because of the way Lucy was looking at the Dragon. The pure white… (oh no, not again.!!) anyway, the way our heroine was looking at the Dragon had utterly convinced the girls they were in no danger of being eaten.

How wrong they were, though eaten is a rather ambiguous term, luckily for them, for they proved to be very tasty.

It was Anja who spoke next, though first she kissed our heroine again, this time just a quick kiss, hardly long enough for their tongues to greet each other again, then pulling herself away with a visible and reluctant effort, Anja spoke. “Thank you, thank you for saving me, for saving us all, I will repay you, I promise.. The look in her eyes and the way her body opened up in invitation made it quite plain as to how that payment would be made.

The other girls nodded agreement, for although they had not been close enough to feel everything, they had seen everything and felt enough, indeed still felt the desire that seemed to draw them to our heroine.

Monika blushed, Maja grinned, Eva winked, Francesca (Fran) giggled and Helen did that eye-lid lowering thing that she did better than anyone, so well that it drove the boys wild, and made more than a few girls pant with a sudden desire. All of them forgot their fear, forgot their nakedness, forgot everything but how sexy our heroine looked and how lucky Anja was to have kissed her… twice..!! (Not that they were keeping count, not much.)

Meanwhile Anja was studying her friend closely, “They’re not purple anymore…” Her voice had a new tone to it, that of a lover not just of a friend, yet it had a hint of sadness, “I liked your eyes being purple, they looked so beautiful,” she stopped dead, “I’m sorry, I.. you… your eyes are beautiful, it’s just..” she sighed softly and clung to Lucy, as if her embrace would explain everything, as if by holding her friend she could gain… Forgiveness..? Our heroine, now even more confused, hugged Anja tight, kissed her cheek, then turned to the white Dragon.

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Julia had no way of knowing what was coming for her. She, as any fae maiden would be, was too busy sucking the nectar from the honeysuckle blossoms she had been picking, the delicate blooms littering her lap. It was a glorious spring day; the best, in her opinion, of the season thus far. The sky was a radiant blue, the foliage a stunning green, the flowers blossoming, and the brook merrily bubbling by to her left. Dressed in a gauzy gown of silk made of spider webs, the breeze was easily felt through the delicate material which clung to her belly, breasts and thighs, leaving her arms bare as well as her legs from the knee down.

Plucking another blossom from the brush before her, she brought the tip to her lips, which were all rosy and moist from her sucking the nectar out of the bloom. Her blue eyes rolled back in her head as she closed her eyes, humming as the sweet juices fell on her tongue and slid back into her throat. It really was a beautiful day.

Julia never heard the crunch of the flora and fauna behind her as an orc slowly crept up on the unsuspecting fae girl. He watched as her golden curls shimmered down her back, how her pink toes curled in her delight beneath the wiggling ass, which squirmed as she reached for a second blossom. Orcs were primitive beasts, good at making war and staking claim. What was theirs was theirs, and they would fight for it. What they wanted they took. Reaching down, the orc rubbed his twitching cock beneath the loin cloth that covered his more vulnerable parts. Ah, but he wanted that fae girl. Wanted to feel her supple body shudder beneath his own, feel her rosy lips stretched against the length of him, feel his palms filled with the flesh of her bottom and breasts.

Giving a grunt, he tried to control his lust, his cock standing at half mast already from his thoughts. As an orc, he stood at a mere seven feet, which could be considered small for his species. His flesh was a putrid green, rough beneath the sinew and bone of his large size. His face looked like a pugs, smashed in with his black eyes set deep in his skull. Two fangs protruded out from behind his lower lip, framing his tongue as he licked his lips. Oh, yes, he thought to himself. He would have that fae girl this day.

Too occupied her in pleasure, Julia could only give a startled sounds as hands were suddenly grasping her body, the orc having snuck up on her while she had been eating. The bloom fell from her lip, a drop of the nectar dribbling from her lower lip to slowly slide down her chin. With her hands held high above her, she tried to jump to her feet, a scream ripping from her throat as the dress was torn from her body. Turned in her captor’s grasp, she stared up in the orc’s black eyes, watching as his gaze moved hungrily over her body.

Julia gave a sob, her eyes closing tight, shuddering as she felt drops of drool suddenly fall to her skin, sliding down her chest and against her breasts, which were swaying with the shivering of her body. They were full, enough that they overflowed her own hands and probably that of a man as well. Her belly had the hint of a curve to it. Her rear was full and wide with her hips, her thighs sturdy from all the walking she had done. She was not some petite thing, unless you called her height of five foot four inches tiny, but in comparison to the orc, she new she couldn’t win.

When the orc just tossed Julia over his shoulder, the fae girl was surprised. All through hundred some odd years she had lived, she had always been told that orcs would eat her if she gave them the chance. Of course, Julia had never met an orc, her age equating to that of an eighteen year old in human years, just starting on the prime of her life. Looking around her, Julia watched as the orc moved, elazığ escort not knowing the direction he was going in.

The orc, on the other hand, knew exactly where he was going, having a cave just a distance from where he had found the fae girl. As she had given little fight, he had thought to take her home and use her at his leisure. Fitting a hand against one cheek of her bottom, he gave a firm squeeze, feeling the flesh mold to his touch, smirking at the strangled sound she made from her shock. A sharp slap was added to her rear in warning to keep her silent before he hurried his way home.

Julia’s eyes had started to water from the rough handling of the orc. The one cheek of her rear felt warm and tender from the mauling and her body ached from the position. She had given up trying to figure out where he was going, so when the darkness of a cave suddenly surrounded her, Julia let out a scream of fright, earning her another beat to her ass. She hushed quickly, blushing fiercely as both cheeks now tingled, making her squirm a bit. The orc noticed this and smiled, tucking that note of information away for later use.

Light suddenly flooded around Julia as the orc stepped into the chamber of the cave he claimed as his own. Dropping her to a pile of hay that was his bed, he pushed a bolder before the opening to the cave then looked back to his captive. Julia was looking around herself in a bewildered fashion. He watched with interest as her coral pink nipples pushed up from the globes of her breasts, hardened from the cool air, before dropping his gaze down to the space between her thighs, noticing only a single stripped of closely cropped blonde curls, the rest of the space appearing nude.

Unaware of the looks she was receiving, she noticed only a fire in a pit within the center of the floor, rocks set around it to keep the fire from spreading or someone falling in. There was a hole far above her in the top of the chamber, a tiny patch of sky visible as the smoke filtered out of the room. Otherwise, the place seemed bare except for a few weapons that Julia would never manage to lift, made specifically for an orc’s strength.

The orc gave the fae girl time to look over the space, letting his lust once more begin to build as he thought of all the things he wanted to do to her. He watched as her gaze finally came back to him, the fear in her eyes betraying the small sniff of disdain she gave him before looking away. He smirked, enjoying the idea of breaking her down, making her beg. He would get what he wanted.

Coming to her, he ignored the trembled that went through her body, catching her before she could jump up to run. Pushing her down into the hay, he sniffed her hair and rubbed her face against her cheek and down her breasts before pushing against her stomach. He used a hand and the width of his shoulders to pry open her legs, ignoring her screams and demands that he stop. Keeping he opened to him, he pressed his nose against her nude crotch, sniffing and rubbing the tip of his nose between the two lips. He rubbed it against her clit a few times, enjoying the hitch her breathing, the sight of the blush staining her cheeks heavily from the humiliating position.

With a growl he went to work, his head bent to the task. Licking over her, her plunged his tongue between the folds of her pussy, dabbing the tip of his tongue against her opening then sliding up to rub the flat of his tongue against her clit, letting his slobber wet her sufficiently that he could quickly begin lapping at her. Julia moaned with despair at this, her body trembling and bucking from the stroke of his tongue, feeling it slide over her quickly, like the lap of a dog over a new treat. She could feel her juices collecting, especially as he centered on her clit, feeling his rubbery lips pursed around it erzincan escort as he sucked on her clit just as she had sucked on the blossom of the honeysuckle.

Julia felt so ashamed as she continued to respond to the orc’s advances, her hips bucking and pushing up as his tongue began to push its way in and out of her pussy, fucking her with his tongue until she tried to grab hold of his greasy black hair and rock herself against him, but he kept hold so such couldn’t be done. Moans began to slip from Julia’s mouth as she arched into the orc’s touch, feeling the hand keeping her thigh spread wide from the other slide down to cup a cheek of her ass once more, giving a squeeze. She blushed as a moan came from her for that as well, finding she enjoy the pressure of his fingers digging into her flesh.

She never expected to feel his fingers pull the flesh taunt, exposing her pink little rosebud to his gaze, and his tongue. The first stroke of his tongue made her jump but she was given no chance to absorb the shock as the orc just continued to lick at the tightly closed opening. Squirming, she began moaning and sobbing, pleading that he stop. She could feel the pressure of his tongue slowly working its way into her ass and, as much as she tried to push out, he wouldn’t stop.

As his tongue finally lodged itself fully inside her, Julia breathed hard a moment, her body shaking from the pleasure and shock of it all. She didn’t fight as her hands were dragged down a bit, the thumb of the hand holding her wrists feathering over her clit a bit. Julia groaned, her hips pushing up into the finger even as the orc’s tongue began to squirm inside of her ass, causing her to breathe hard and thrash a bit. It felt strange and much to her surprise good. As his tongue began to work its way in and out of her ass, Julia cried, feeling guilty for the pleasure of it as she pushed herself back down on the wiggling muscle. She felt his spit cooling all along her flesh, her pussy and ass saturated with it, and even that felt good to her.

Never realizing when her hands were freed, Julia groaned as she felt the tongue slide out with a slurping pop and a finger pushed in place. That felt even more wonderful than his tongue as his thumb worked in and out of the tight hole. He pushed a finger from his other hand into her pussy, that thumb beating lightly against her clit so that her hips jumped and her muscles jerked. She could barely take the pleasure of it and squealed, her body arching high off the hay.

The orc watched her for a time, calming his movements only when he thought she could orgasm. He didn’t want that. Not yet. After a time he began to lick at her breasts, kissing the flesh before nibbling and sucking on her nipples, making them red and hard from the flow of blood before blowing softly on them. The pleasure Julia had been feeling was slowly growing to the acute point of pain and she began to whimper as she thrashed against him. “Please! No! Stop… I can’t take any more.” Her words were gasped as she looked to the orc, seeing the understanding in his eyes even as he growled and smiled.

Pulling his fingers from her, he licked them clean and sat back, wrapping a hand around his rock hard cock and slowly begin to stroke himself. Julia watched, her body buffeted by pleasure and begging for release. There was a flush to her skin and she stared at him with glassy eyes. It took her moment to realize he had done as she asked but it wasn’t getting any better. Moving to her hands and knees, Julia crawled to the orc, rubbing her breasts against his arm, trying to entice him back to her. She began kissing against his shoulder, one of her hands gripping at his thigh tightly. “Please. Please. Please…” Julia didn’t know what it was she was begging for but she needed it badly.

As if indifferent to the effect erzurum escort she had on him, the orc just widened his legs and sat her down straddling one of his thighs. The rough hair that coated his flesh there pushed into Julia’s swollen and tender flesh, her juices immediately beginning to coat his skin. As if idle, he took hold of her nipples and gave soft pinches, slowly twisting them and rubbing them until she moaned and arched her back. Only then did he begin to tug, forcing Julia to lean forward from his touch, making her put pressure down on her clit.

Keeping her in that position, the orc reached down and began to squeeze and knead her ass with one hand, listening as Julia moaned, her body relaxing despite the odd position she was held in. She never expected to be suddenly jerked up his thigh, making her scream out as sensation burst through her clit. The orc stilled as Julia shuddered, his hand slowly forcing their way between Julia’s thighs from behind, a finger sliding into her and slowly moving in and out.

Shivering from the attention, Julia leaned back on his hand, rocking a bit until she felt his thumb slowly push its way into her ass. His fingers stilled then. Unsure what to do, Julia looked at him, watching as he just left her there and began to stroke himself once more. Keening from her suppressed pleasure, Julia dropped her sweat covered forehead to his shoulder, whispering in a dejected manner. “Please…” The plead got a firm push in with his fingers, making Julia push forward, feeling the grinding on her clit.

The sensation was unbelievable and she just held still for a time then slowly began to move herself against his thigh and fingers. Grinding down on his thigh even as she pushed herself back and forth on his fingers, Julia whimpered and groaned, her hands moving to hold his thigh. The orc didn’t accept this and moved her hands to his cock, staring at her as she gave him a startled look, but she didn’t fight it. Instead, she began stroking him as she worked herself against him, purring in her throat as he moved his now free hand to tweak and tease her nipples.

Julia loved this but soon the frustration built high again and she whimpered with despair when just that alone wouldn’t help her. She felt as if she would die from the feeling. Removing his fingers and her hands, he lifted her up even before she could say anything, and without further ado, slowly began to force the thick shaft of his cock into her soaked, clenching pussy. She had never felt so filled before, not all of his member able to fit inside of her.

Trembling, Julia watched as the orc laid back, resting on her hands and knees above him, her hips tilted down to keep him in. She didn’t understand what was going on until he began to slap her ass. Julia cried out, her hips rocking forward then back down, the orc’s length sliding in and out of her in the movement. Julia quickly got a hang of the motion even as her spanking continued her moans and sighs filling the room until she gave a sudden squeal, cumming around the shaft inside of her, her hips jerking against him.

The orc didn’t give her time to settle down but just moved his hands to her hips, lifting her up and down, tilting her hips so that her clit was stroked down against his hairy groin, teasing it until she whimpered and came around him again, the orc grunting as he felt her muscles clamp and squeeze around him, milking his shaft until he gave a roar and pumped his seed into her.

Julia had never felt such a feeling before as she felt the hot, sticky flow coat her tender inner walls. She was pulled from him when he finished laid down, the orc breathing heavy as he forced her to keep her legs open and watched as his cum slowly began to work out of her body. Smiling at that, he reached down and coated a fingertip with his cum before teasing it against her clit. Julia screamed out and arched into his hand as she came quickly for a third time.

Satisfied for now, the orc laid down and turned his back towards her to rest, leaving Julia a mess as she too fell asleep, her body spread out to the cool air, too sensitive to close her legs comfortably.

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With the rising of the sun also came a dense morning fog, so visibility was not much better than before. The men arrived at a waterline of an inland shore. “You think these patterns in the sand might be the tracks Dong leaves behind?” Karl asked.

“Shh. You hear that?” Jack interrupted. The sound of splashing came from off in the distance. “He’s just ahead of us, crossing through here. And look, the beach curves around in that direction over there. Follow me, men!” He set off around the circumference of what had to be a lake, hoping it wouldn’t set them much further behind the monster’s more direct route. It was still the better option though, as they couldn’t swim across while carrying their weaponry, and he couldn’t be certain it was shallow enough to wade through all the way, either.

As Jack ran along the beach, leading the charge towards the giant beast, he paid little notice to the large hills of sand that would be a common sight in a wind-swept desert, but not along a shoreline. He also didn’t notice as pairs of large antenna began peaking out over the sand. Then the screaming started, and he did notice that.

Jack stopped and pivoted to turn towards the men behind him, his gun at the ready. Karl did the same. Most of the sailors were already firing in a panic as their ranks were overtaken by three-foot-long red ants. The unfortunate ones in the rear were already overcome, each man with two or three of the giant insects crawling up his body, stinging him repeatedly. “Fire ants! Run!” Karl shouted.

“Shit! Into the water!” Jack yelled, getting off a few shots to save the men that were still ahead of the swarm before following them in. They swam away from the shore, cutting across to the opposite side where Dong’s tracks resumed, and the towering beast himself was still visible in the distance. “How many did we lose?” Jack asked.

“Too many. And the weapons, too,” Karl said, noting that none of them had managed to keep hold of any guns or gas bombs.

“I still have a hunting knife with me, but that’s all. Dammit. We can’t stop, though,” said Jack.

“Agreed. Onward, men!” Karl replied, rousing the increasingly reluctant sailors forward. The lagoon ahead of them became increasingly marsh-like, with ample vegetation around them in the form of tall grasses and trees. They caught up to the sea monster as it crossed a narrow inlet of water that stretched in either direction as far as the eye could see, almost like a river but without flow. “We’ve got him now! Hurry!” Karl said.

“Wait, stop!” cautioned Jack. “You see in the water? It’s filled with jellyfish. Going in would almost certainly be a mistake.”

“Fuck,” Karl said, seeing that he was right. He didn’t know which jellyfish were the safe kind and which ones gave a toxic sting at the slightest touch, and it wasn’t worth taking a chance. He looked along the waterline in both directions. “There. That fallen tree reaches all the way across. We can cross there.”

Jack ran over and climbed up on the dead log, testing it. He scampered across the sixty foot or so distance to the other side, than called back, “It’s safe! Come on across!” Karl helped the sailors up onto the tree as they started over.

– – –

Anne was still in her post-orgasm stupor, but started to pull out of it when the gentle, rhythmic rocking of the tentacles holding her ceased and she felt something hard beneath her instead. She opened her eyes and saw that she was in the crook of a branch on a large but dead old tree. She weighed her options, including jumping down into the water below, but she wasn’t sure it was deep enough for that.

Dong moved away from the tree, heading back towards the inlet crossing, where the men were not being as quiet as they should have been. Once he was within reach, one of his mighty lower tentacles lashed out and grasped the fallen tree. Karl leaped off to the ground on the far side, having not started across yet. Jack had taken cover under an enormous conch shell and hoped he hadn’t been seen. The sailors were not so fortunate, however. As Dong shook the tree, and turned it side to side, they all fell into the water, one by one. Their screams soon fell silent, indicating that they were a poisonous type of jellyfish after all. Dong released the tree, this time lengthwise in the inlet, no longer bridging the two sides. Satisfied with that, he began examining the ground to make sure he hadn’t missed anybody. A tentacle diyarbakır escort wrapped around the conch shell, and began to lift it from the ground.

Anne’s scream suddenly rang out. The beast dropped the shell and moved back to where he’d left her. Another creature had discovered her there, this one a gigantic orange-and-white mottled crab with very long, spindly legs, and even longer arms tipped with short, sharp-looking claws. The captain would have recognized it as a Japanese spider crab, albeit one that stood fifty feet tall. Anne clutched at the tree as a claw tried to navigate its way to getting a grip on her. Dong’s gurgling roar drowned out her screams as a great tentacle wrapped around the crab’s arm and pulled it away.

The crab turned its attention to the great tentacled beast, its other arm swinging around to attack, only to befall the same fate as a tentacle swiftly grabbed it and held it fast. The two monsters wrestled with each other, the crab trying to push in and do damage with its claws, and Dong trying to hold it at bay. They were both only partially successful as the claws scratched harmlessly along Dong’s shell. Anne looked on, still feeling the rush of her earlier panic, and wondering if the best outcome would be if the creatures managed to dispose of each other.

Dong pushed the crab’s arms upwards and managed to move in closer to it. He wrapped more of his tentacles around the crab’s legs and pulled hard. With a loud cracking sound, a leg broke off the crab’s body, soon followed by another. Dong tossed the legs aside and reached in to grab more. The throw was careless though, and one of the legs collided with Anne’s tree, toppling it over. Anne jumped away at the last moment and hit the ground rolling. It was painful, but she forced herself to her feet and took off running. It looked as though Dong had the upper hand and would come out on top. She didn’t want to be around when he did.

– – –

“Jack! Jack, are you okay over there?” Karl called out.

Jack crawled out from under the shell that had been his shelter. “Yeah. That was close, though,” he answered.

“Tell me about it. If I’d started across that log I’d be a goner. And now I can’t get across to you,” Karl said.

“That’s not what we need right now anyway,” said Jack. “Go back to the ship, get more of your bombs.”

“And leave you out here alone?” Karl asked.

“If I lose track of them now we’ll never find them. If I’m lucky there will be a chance to make off with her. If not I’ll find a way to signal the location to you.”

“Right, no other way to it I suppose,” said Karl.

“Not that I can see. You’d better get going, and look after yourself,” Jack said.

“You too. Good luck.”

“To us both.”

– – –

Anne ran through the swamp, thankful that the ground was fairly solid here. She stole glances behind her, checking to see if the towering monster was following. All of a sudden, she could no longer move. She felt her body spring backwards and then halt between two trees. In her haste, she hadn’t seen the giant spider web that she was now caught in. She struggled against it, but the natural adhesive was too strong. Dread came over her as she realized where giant spider webs come from.

Proving her correct, a six foot long spider crawled down from the tree and across the web, looming over her. Fear paralyzed her body and her voice as she resigned herself to being the arachnid’s dinner. She could see its large fangs as it leaned in and stuck them in her shoulder. She could feel them injecting venom into her body. At least she wouldn’t be eaten alive, then.

The spider paused and waited for the venom to take effect. As the minutes crawled by, however, Anne didn’t feel weak or sick. Something did feel different, and something about it was oddly familiar, but she couldn’t quite place it. Finally the spider stirred again. When Anne saw the large organ descend from the spider’s body and move towards her pussy, she groaned. “Jesus Christ, doesn’t anything on this Goddammed island want to eat me instead of rape me?” she asked aloud. Despite that, her pussy was already dripping wet and the spider’s tool entered her without too much effort.

Anne moaned lustfully as the arachnid filled her up. It wasted no time in pounding its large member against her cervix. It hurt, but it was a pain filled with pleasure, and her body tensed as an edirne escort orgasm hit her hard. That wasn’t all, though. As the monster pushed harder against the entrance to her womb, she could feel her insides reacting with a sharp pain, a level of distress she hadn’t felt since…

She knew what it was: a contraction. The feeling she recognized was labor. The spider’s venom was some mix of hormones that had tricked her body into thinking she was giving birth again. This time, though, she had nothing inside her to push out. This time, she had something trying to push… in. “Oh, God! Oh God no! Noooooo! Help meeeee!” she screamed, and then let out a wordless shriek as another contraction hit her, and the spider’s organ advanced into her opening cervix.

“No, no, no, no, I hate my life, I hate this island, I hate Karl Dickem, fuuuuuck!” she yelled, her body given over to the intense pleasure and the crushing pain, her limbs thrashing to no avail against the sticky web. With another contraction, the spider finally pushed its way through and into her womb. Anne sobbed, unable to handle the emotional or physical violations of her innermost womanhood. The spider’s organ inside her pulsed, undulating as parts of it suddenly grew thicker and pushed their way first into her cunt, then up through her cervix, both causing her to shudder with the pain or pleasure that she couldn’t even differentiate anymore. She felt new weight deep inside her body.

That’s when she realized, it wasn’t a penis inside her. The spider wasn’t even male. It was an ovipositor and it was pushing eggs into her womb. She wasn’t going to die right now, no. She was going to die when they hatched and ate their way out of her. She couldn’t cry, nor could she scream. Her mind went numb, refusing to process what was happening. Her eyes went into a dead thousand-yard stare, watching but not seeing as her belly stretched into a mocking semblance of pregnancy, filled with dozens of carnivorous spider eggs. She heard a scream, the most horrifying, blood-curdling scream she had ever heard in her life. Then she recognized it was coming from her.

The orgasms and contractions continued, almost overlapping each other now, as was the screaming, as was the spider pushing more of its eggs into her. Then all of a sudden, the spider was gone. Moments later, so was the web. The ground and trees fell away beneath her. Anne snapped back to reality as she found herself once again face to face with Dong, one of his large tentacles wrapped around her body. Another tentacle clutched the spider, and crushed it easily. So, it was out of the fire but back into the frying pan.

She looked down at her belly. It looked like she was at a full term pregnancy. She burst into tears again, sobbing and wailing, wondering if somehow this absurd and gruesome fate was what she’d deserved all along. Dong gazed at her carefully. One of the small tentacles from its face reached over to her and poked at her egg sac belly. He let out another of his gurgling roars, then set off at a hurried pace through the jungle swamp.

– – –

Some distance across the island, Dong arrived at some sort of lake or inland bay. The water looked clear and deep, and this was proven when the water easily came up to Dong’s head as he ventured in. He transferred Anne to his small tentacles, pulling her arms behind her and holding her legs spread wide. He lifted the spider’s carcass above her and gave it a squeeze, letting its blood and ichor drip down and land on her body. Anne retched from the smell and wondered if she was being prepared as a meal after all.

Dong lowered her into the water, taking care to keep her head above it and being mostly successful. Almost immediately she felt his tentacles caressing her body again. No, they felt a little different actually. As her head dunked briefly under again, she caught a glimpse of what it actually was. She was surrounded by eels. Normal sized ones, not freaky island giant sized. She whined as loudly as she could while keeping her mouth closed to avoid drowning. Every Goddamned creepy thing on the island was going to get a taste of her, it seemed.

When one of them nuzzled her pussy, she tried to recoil, but Dong’s tentacles held her in place. She realized she shouldn’t even be surprised by it all anymore. The eel kept at it, and after a few tries it did manage to push its way inside her. As she felt it working edirne escort bayan its way deeper in, she felt ashamed that it actually seemed to have easy time of it in her well-used cunt. Nor did it stop at her cervix, either. Her womb’s entrance was still pliable enough from the spider’s venom that the eel went through it easily, causing a jolt of pain but also a small orgasm. By now she was almost used to the shame of her’s body’s enjoyment of the horrors being visited upon it, but not quite.

Then the eel wriggled its way back out and swam away, only to be quickly replaced by another. One by one they went in and out of her, each one probing deeper inside her womb, until one of them finally went all the way inside. She cringed as she felt it moving around inside her womb. Her eyes welled up with tears. Before today, only one living thing had ever been inside there. Now, her body was continuing to be violated in a way that cut to the core of her humanity.

Suddenly though, she realized that her belly seemed smaller and lighter again. Of course! They were eating the eggs! This new insanity made sense now, though it didn’t make it much easier as another eel pushed into her womb while the one was still in there. When they had their fill they left again, replaced by still others. She shut her eyes and let it happen, the disgusting eels removing the even more disgusting spider eggs from inside her. Her body orgasmed almost continuously from their comings and goings, which was a blessing since it kept her mind too blank to dwell on it all.

Finally they stopped invading her and lost interest. Her belly was back to its normal size, too. Hopefully that meant all the eggs were out of her. She felt herself being lifted out of the water as Dong crawled back up onto land. He looked at her intently, and one of his small tentacles stroked gently across her pussy as her arms were released. An insane lust fell upon Anne at that moment. She smiled at the great monster and said, “So now you’re saving me. Does that mean you’re not so bad after all? Why don’t you go ahead? You’ve earned it, and God knows everything else has been filling me up into my womb today.” Dong didn’t respond until she reached forward, grabbed the tentacle, and guided it into her pussy.

She moaned deeply as she felt her cervix penetrated once again. Unlike the spider or the eels, however, Dong genuinely fucked her uterus, thrusting the tentacle in and out fast and hard. “Oh God! Fuuuuuuck yes! Fuck me! Fuck my Goddamn womb! Ahhhhhh!” Anne shouted. With fear left behind and her body numb to the pain, all she felt was unbelievable pleasure. With both hands she grabbed the nearest unoccupied tentacles and pushed them towards her pussy also. Dong got the message and slid them inside her for a total of three pounding all the way through her pussy and into her womb. She took them inside easily, and Anne came instantly with another loud scream.

She felt them moving around in multiple directions inside her, pushing against the walls of her womb. She looked down and could see them moving within her, the skin of her belly writhing with the motion of the tentacles within. No longer a spider nest or a buffet for eels, now the most precious part of her body was just a playground for Dong. She came again, even harder than before, reveling in it, loving every moment, her head thrown back and her back arched, her body tense as the sexual release repeatedly shot through her.

As before, Dong didn’t let her remaining holes stay empty, filling her ass with a tentacle and her throat with another. She found herself wishing they could somehow fuck her so deep they met in the middle. It almost felt like they were. She could feel the symphony being played upon her body by the pounding tentacles was building to a crescendo. A muffled scream and her eyes rolling back signaled her most powerful orgasm so far, so much that she passed out.

– – –

“Captain, you wouldn’t believe that island in there, or the way that monster just mercilessly shook those men off that log,” Karl said.

“All of those men lost, how terrible!” the captain said.

“Enoff is going to make some kind of signal once he tracks down Anne,” said Karl.

“Chances are they’re both gone for good, though,” Anglerod said.

“We’ll wait for first light tomorrow and then go after them whether there’s a signal or not. Did the islanders give you any more trouble?” Karl asked.

“They finally pissed us off enough that we shot a few rounds off over their heads. That got them to leave us alone, hiding in their odd houses,” the captain answered.

“That’s good, then. Get a man up on the wall as lookout, in case Enoff does get a signal out,” Karl said.

Continued in Act VI

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Jaina waded into the women who looked at her with eyes full of lust and desire. Hands reached up, sliding along her legs and grasping for her wrists. She was pulled down before she had taken a dozen steps as women from a broad spectrum of races converged on her body.

Just a few minutes ago, she had been allowed to run to Roric with tears in her eyes. He explained how sorry he was she had gone through that, but she stopped him. She was grateful for the experience and explained the offer she had made. Roric mulled it over with Chandice, who thought it was an excellent deal. Jaina’s body would buy them protection from Alexandria, and all she had to do was entertain Rajeen with sex.

Jaina didn’t see any harm in being lent to the woman, but Roric took it a step further. He marched her back into the room where he well and truly sold her. There wasn’t a fixed price, as it was more of an exchange. Jaina would become Rajeen’s slave, paid for by dancing and fucking for Roric at night. Eventually, Roric would move on, and when he did, Jaina would be sold back for the sum of five hundred gold.

Rajeen immediately agreed, and before Jaina could utter a word, her collar was removed. She was then stripped down to her slave cuffs and handed over to her new owner. Rajeen had Jaina sit in her lap as she explained that what she enjoyed most was watching her slave girls make love. She wanted Jaina to sleep with the harem and share herself freely so that the tiger woman might relish the sight. A new collar was fixed around her neck to mark her new ownership, and then she was presented to the girls.

Now Rajeen sat on her throne, looking down on the mass of naked women making love before her. A bell-shaped metal bowl was to her right, glowing with a red light as a wisp of smoke rose from inside. Just seeing it made Jaina’s skin prickle with goosebumps as she knew what it was for. A single metal rod protruded from the bowl as it magically heated up, getting ready for its intended use. Rajeen explained to Jaina that all her girls wore a mark to show they were her property. The mark was a small tiger’s paw with a heart in the center branded on their left cheek and magically enchanted to glow with a soft pink light.

As Jaina was now legitimately her property, she was going to be marked like the others. The girls would focus on her, making love until Jaina was so lost in the passion she forgot all about it. Then when she least expected it, she would be branded, and forevermore people would know who she belonged to. It was a terrifying thought to think she was going to be branded and would forever bear another master’s mark, but the deal had been struck, and there was no going back now. She just prayed it would happen quickly and that one of the girls could heal the pain away.

Now a dark-skinned elf woman pressed her lips to Jaina’s, their tongues instantly coming together to dance in Jiana’s mouth. Her legs were grabbed by several pairs of hands and pulled wide as she was laid on her back. The kiss was soon joined by a mouth at each of her breasts, sucking at her tender nipples and driving her wild. Her legs were held firm with feet in the air as other hands slid up and down her thighs. A moment later, fingers played with her moist pussy, as at least four hands explored her fleshy flower, playing with the petals while rubbing the bud in the middle. Up and down her stomach came rubbing hands and soft kisses. At least a dozen women were doing their best to taste Jaina’s skin, and it was having the desired effect as Jaina shook from sensual overload.

Her breasts were squeezed even as gentle lips sucked the nipples. All across her skin were soft kisses and caresses. Even her feet were rubbed, licked, and kissed, driving her wild as she shook uncontrollably. Several fingers found the entrance to her deeper soul, and she thrust her hips up as they reached in.

Her kissing partner pulled away and was quickly replaced by another whose warm tongue filled Jaina’s mouth with passion. Jaina clutched at the rears of random women leaning over her body, sucking or kissing at her breasts. She began to writhe in absolute pleasure, moaning into her lover’s mouth as her pussy was fingered by at least three women. She struggled uncontrollably as a hoard of beautiful women consumed her body. A tension was rapidly building inside that would only find release one way, and that moment was drawing close. With panting moans, she began to shake, her legs trembling as women struggled to hold them open. A single long cry escaped her lips as the power built to the very edge, and then she screamed as it was driven over. She ran wet over the fingers inside her, and they were quickly pulled away to be replaced by tongues. Women competed to reach her gooey center, eager to taste the nectar of her flower in orgasm.

Now there was a sticky tongue feasting on her tender folds, eating her moist pussy like a decadent treat. Her orgasm never truly abated as the constant assault on her body never ceased. Jaina thrashed and twisted çorum escort as the tension inside built again, growing like a fire being doused with gasoline. Her hands gripped tightly at pert rears as her stomach muscles clenched in preparation for another powerful orgasm. It came flooding out less than a minute later as her voice soared in a pleasure-filled wail.

Suddenly her lips were free, and something warm poured onto her stomach while fingers began to spread it across her skin. Jaina could smell roses and spice and realized it was scented oil being rubbed all across her body by eager hands. She was being caressed in every possible way before they turned her over and pulled her to her knees. Something tugged at her plug and began to work it out of her rear until it came away, leaving her feeling empty. Oiled fingers quickly replaced it, spreading the divine liquid into the empty space.

Jaina moaned as her pussy was rubbed incessantly, but she was nervous about her current position. With her rear exposed, she was in the perfect position to be branded, but tongues and fingers were all that touched her skin. She looked up to see a woman kneeling before her, the folds of her pussy just before Jaina’s face. She loved to eat pussy, and now she was surrounded by dozens of them, waiting to be feasted on. She struggled to lean forward, reaching to barely tickle the tender surface with her tongue.

The woman looked down with a smile, and to Jaina’s delight, she laid back, lifting her hips to present her body as a juicy gift. Jaina hungrily feasted, savoring the flavor of the strange woman’s pussy even as something firm was inserted into hers. She moaned as the object was rapidly thrust into her body, fucking her like a firm man. Hands groped at her breasts, kneading them firmly while a tongue began to lick at her ass.

Jaina tried to concentrate on licking the sticky pussy at her lips, but it was impossible to ignore the sensation of her body being so thoroughly tormented. She cried into the woman’s body as others eagerly licked up her third orgasm. She couldn’t believe that such pleasure could exist anywhere, and she closed her eyes to surrender to it. She went back to feeding on her stranger’s pussy as another woman lay between her legs, licking her click while the object continued to fuck her.

Jaina was lost to the passion as minutes began to tick by. She managed to bring the woman she was feeding on to orgasm and was allowed to eat a new woman who took her place. This was what she wanted, a never-ending buffet of sexy flowers to feed on. Around her, other women were having sex, filling the chamber with the sounds of passion. Jaina could smell the sex, the sweet scent of pussies coming to orgasm as women made love to each other.

Time passed, and Jaina was on her hands and knees, eating her fourth pussy by licking up the sweet honey-like a bowl of cream. Whatever had been inside Jaina’s pussy was now in her ass, working deep as an unseen woman firmly ate Jaina from underneath. Time had become meaningless, and so did any sensation of her surroundings. After her seventh orgasm, she was picked up and sat astride another woman who wore a strap-on. Jaina was lowered onto the thick device and then laid on the woman’s chest. The woman wrapped her arms and legs around Jaina firmly as they locked lips to kiss. Other women huddled around them, leaning over Jaina and holding her tightly in place. Multiple pairs of hands firmly grabbed her wrists and ankles until she could hardly move a muscle.

The new lover worked her hips, firmly fucking Jaina’s pussy as another woman worked the object in her ass. The woman wrapped her arms around the back of Jaina’s head, holding her tightly so that the kiss couldn’t be broken. Jaina was oblivious to anything but the sex, her whole world filled with never-ending passion interrupted by regular orgasms.

She never saw the silent nod given by Rajeen to a girl standing beside the throne or how that woman wore a heavily padded glove. Had she looked up, she would have seen the iron inside the bell-shaped bowl was missing, and so was the woman. She became all too aware of what was happening when a sudden flaring pain scorched her left ass cheek. She screamed into her lover’s mouth as the other women pressed down, holding her in place as the brand was seared into her flesh. It was only there for a few seconds, but that was long enough for Jaina to burst into tears. A trail of smoke drifted from the blackened paw print that now marked her as Rajeen’s property. Around the mark, her skin was an angry red filled with blisters, but something like honey was rubbed over the wound, and suddenly the pain went away.

Even through the pain, the sex had never ceased, forcing her to endure pleasure through all of it. Jaina sobbed as the women slowly relaxed their hold, allowing her to catch her breath and even reach back to touch the mark. Whatever had been rubbed into her skin had not only taken away the pain but soothed away the blistering. denizli escort She could feel only smooth skin as if the iron had never touched her. She opened her eyes to look around, and an elf woman with mint green hair understood what she wanted. The woman turned around so Jaina could see her rear and the soft pink paw print with a heart in the center. It looked almost as if it had been drawn on with some kind of iridescent marker and the woman leaned in so close Jaina could kiss the mark.

Her heart raced to know she now had one marking her forever as one of Rajeen’s slave girls. She belonged to a massive harem now, and her only purpose in life was to have sex night and day so her mistress could watch. Even as she thought about it, she had another orgasm, her legs shaking as she threw back her head to cry out.

“Enough,” Rajeen called from her throne. “It is time to prepare my drink.”

Jaina heard the words but didn’t quite understand what they meant. Suddenly there were hands all over her body, and she was pulled away from her lover. Her world was a blur as her legs were lifted into the air until she was lying on her shoulders. Her legs were held high and pulled apart while a woman fondled her tender lips. Her pussy was spread wide as two women walked up with a tray full of cups containing red wine. Women lined up to take a cup, then one by one took a mouthful before leaning over Jaina to press pursed lips to her pussy. They sprayed the wine into her throbbing hole, slowly filling her body with the sweet liquid. Jaina trembled as the sensation of the wine grew inside her stomach. She was swelling from the forced injection of the liquid, and yet women just kept coming. More and more was forced in until she was sure she could hold no more than one woman was allowed to stand before her spread pussy and leaned over to begin licking.

Jaina moaned as the woman focused exclusively on her clit, never once daring to touch the wine that filled the entrance to her womb. She was sure the wine had gone into her womb and probably beyond, but those quickly faded. This woman was some kind of sexual class as the touch of her tongue was maddening. It was the same effect as if Gisley had kissed her two fingers, and in less than ten seconds, Jaina was having an orgasm. It went on and on as the woman continued to lick Jaina’s tender clit, never letting the orgasm go. Some of the wine spilled out as Jaina clenched uncontrollably. Women leaned in to lick up the rivulets, never letting a single drop reach the floor.

After what seemed like an eternity of orgasms, the woman stepped back and announced the drink was ready. Jaina was lifted straight up with legs spread wide while her head was but an inch off the floor. She was carried that way to Rajeen and then had her wine-soaked pussy presented like an offering.

Rajeen smiled as she leaned over Jaina’s abused pussy and inhaled the sweet scent. She then took out a long golden tube and inserted it deep into Jaina’s pussy. Jaina closed her eyes as her breathing became labored. She understood what was about to happen, and the sexual tension was driving her mad. Rajeen leaned forward and began to sip the orgasm-drenched wine directly from Jaina’s pussy. Jaina was a living chalice, used to steep the wine with honey of her orgasms. It was mixed in her body to Rajeen’s liking, and now her mistress was drinking deep of her favorite drink.

Jaina had never felt more like a sex slave in her life. She was a toy to a lustful mistress who loved to watch her pets have sex. She existed only to provide her mistress with the thrill of seeing her orgasm and knowing that it was at her will that she had them.

Rajeen leaned back with a pleased smile and waved the drink away. Jaina was carried back to the other girls, who eagerly sipped from their mistresse’s straw. Jaina swooned to think that every girl in that room was drinking from her pussy, and would be able to claim that they knew her flavor.

When her womb was drained, Rajeen declared that Jaina should be rested. This involved her being returned to her feet and taken to a set of pillars beside Rajeen’s throne. Her arms and legs were attached to magical chains that then hoisted her up, spreading her legs wide so that she hung in the air, her pussy at eye level. A bowl was placed on the floor under her pussy to catch the drips of wine that leaked out, as wasting the sexual blend was considered a crime. She was left to hang there, a work of art for her mistress, as the other girls went back to an orgy of sex.

It was only now that Jaina was allowed to catch her breath, and after ten minutes or more, she finally started to think clearly. Rajeen had taken her in ways she never imagined, and even now, her body was dripping with orgasm-spiced wine. She began to wonder what Roric would think of the mark, afraid he might be angry. Still, this was Jaina’s idea, and if he was angry, the blame solely lay with her. She toyed with the thought that he might just let Rajeen düzce escort keep her, trapping her in a life of sex in that massive harem. No, that was a foolish thought and one she didn’t have time to dwell on as a large prickly tongue suddenly licked her sore pussy.

Rajeen grabbed Jaina by the rear and pressed her long tiger tongue into Jaina’s flower. She felt a sudden sensation of joy to know her master was paying her special attention and even directly giving her pleasure. She threw her head back and moaned loudly as Rajeen pushed something into her ass and began to thrust with it while firmly licking her folds. Jaina realized her mistress wanted her to orgasm for her, so she moaned and thrashed, eager to give her what she wanted. It didn’t take long as the slave collar made it just as easy to orgasm from anal sex as it did vaginal. She had a powerful and wet orgasm as her mistress swallowed every drop before stepping back to gaze at her.

“This is the life you lead for me,” Rajeen said as Jaina panted. “All of my girls were collected because they needed somebody to take care of them. I provide them all they could ever want or need, and in return, I ask them only to enjoy themselves but never to have sex with a man. You will be allowed special privilege in this regard, and when people see you dancing with my mark, it will drive them wild.”

Jaina looked up with a curious expression, so Rajeen played with her ass, rubbing where the mark was on her cheek.

“I see you haven’t considered this,” Rajeen said. “But people know my girls are forbidden to have sex with men. Some of the women here have never known a man and never will so long as I am in charge. It is the dream of many to fuck one of my girls, and some have tried to lure one or two away. When you dance and make your offer, the men will see a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. King’s ransom will be paid to fuck one of my slave girls, and you will quickly find you are in high demand.”

Jaina went to speak, but Rajeen quickly put a finger to her lips with a soft shush. She explained that only a few privileged girls were allowed to speak beyond cries and moans. Jaina was free to have loud orgasms, but she was encouraged to use no actual words. All Rajeen wanted to hear was the sound of her pleasure as she made love again and again. She went on to explain that there was a penalty for having sex with a man. The woman would be given a choice, have her mark burned off and then sent away, or be put in chastity for an entire year. She would be allowed to stay in the harem to provide pleasure to others, but she would not be allowed any herself until her penance was paid.

Jaina wanted to ask if that had ever happened as she imagined she would go mad being a full year in chastity. She bit back the words and nodded she understood, silently obeying her master’s request to speak only to moan in pleasure. Rajeen then informed her that she choose two girls to hang beside her bed every night and one lucky girl to share it. So Jaina was going to hang tonight, put on display while Rajeen made love with one of the others.

Jaina was excited to be chosen for such a thing and smiled to let her mistress know she was pleased. Rajeen gave Jaina’s pussy one final firm lick and then went back to her throne to watch the girls having sex. Jaina watched too, longing to be in that pile of flesh-eating another pussy to orgasm. She let out a contented sigh as she well and truly felt at the mercy of her mistress. She would have sex only when Rajeen allowed it and would be happy to hang on display for as long as she wanted.

After awhile, the wine stopped dripping from her pussy, and she was lowered to her feet. A dark elf woman with silvery-blue hair picked up the bowl and held it to Jaina’s lips. She tipped the bowl back, and Jaina was allowed to drink her own wine, savoring the flavor of her body.

She was then strung back up and allowed to hang for what seemed like hours as women had unending sex before her. Eventually, the time came that Rajeen would go to bed, and she selected her three women, two to hang and one to be dominated by her mistress. A tall, slender Tanril woman was chosen to hang with Jaina. Their race was a humanoid version of an amphibious lizard. They looked human with soft white skin and purple to near pink stripping with slender tails and large dark eyes. She had short reddish hair and lips that looked made for kissing. The lucky girl who would share her mistress’s bed was a human with white hair braided down her back. All three were led to the bed chambers by two other girls who first hung Jaina and then the tanril woman, so they were suspended just beside the large plush bed. The human girl was chained to a metal ring over the headboard, so she couldn’t leave the bed.

Jaina made eye contact with her partner, and they shared a silent smile, waiting to see what delights would go on in the bed before them. The human woman looked nervous as she played with her chain, awaiting her mistress’s arrival. When Rajeen finally did arrive, she was completely naked and holding a long black device. It looked like a string of balls, and Jaina immediately recognized it as a plug. Two other women flaked her as they entered the room together, but the other two went to stand by the wall as if waiting for a command.

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Desirée woke to pain. Every part of her body hurt, even her eyelids. She stared up at the pale colours of a sickbay ceiling, blinking against the glare of the overhead lights. Even through the bed, she could still feel the omnipresent rumble of the ship’s engines. An IV drip was attached to her left arm.

“She’s awake.” She understood the words but her ears told her she had only heard a strange croaking sound. She looked down, the nerves in the back of her skull shrieking; she was strapped down to the bed. A nearby monitor beeped contentedly. She couldn’t make out any of the symbols.

Ssurhuk-T’at moved into her line of vision, his three eyes bright with concern behind his spectacles. The froglike alien looked gray, as if he hadn’t slept in far too long. He croaked something at her.

Two seconds later, her brain caught, “Can you understand what I am saying to you?” Her ears swore they hadn’t heard a thing.

Desirée opened her mouth. It was dry, parched. “Water,” she barely croaked. “Please . . . water.”

He croaked again. “Of course,” the words entering her brain half a second later. He picked up a strangely shaped glass filled with water. The glass had a narrow tube extending out from it, like a straw permanently attached.

He croaked once more. “Here.” Desirée realized that she was hearing a translation, somehow routed directly to her brain. The water was clear and cold, and tasted wonderful. She sipped from the glass for several seconds before he took it back and placed it on the side table.

“You cannot have too much too fast. Now do you understand what I am saying to you?” he asked again, the translation now coming simultaneously with his croaking.

She ran her tongue around her lips, and found she could speak. “Yes, but it feels strange . . . in my head.” Her voice was rusty from lack of use.

“That’s the Universal Translation Device working,” Veronica walked into her line of vision, black circles under her eyelids and her dark eyes bright with unshed tears. “We installed it while you were unconscious. It works by bone induction, and takes a while to calibrate. But are you all right?” She stood on the right side of the bed, her fingers lightly stroking Desirée’s cheek.

“What happened?” Desirée asked as memories came flooding back. “Why am I here? Why did you shoot me?”

“I am sorry, dear, but I had no choice,” the older woman said, still stroking her cheek. “In the state you were in, you might have seriously hurt yourself.”

“It was a very near thing,” Ssurhuk-T’at said soberly in what Desirée was beginning to realize was his native tongue. Her UTD was now giving her the translation almost simultaneously. “You were infected with one of the highest concentrations of Asmodii venom I’ve ever seen.”

“Asmodii what?”

“Meljahza, the Asmodii attendant who seduced you, had falsified her records to conceal the fact that she was a fertilized female.” Veronica’s lips compressed with rage. “She’s currently in the brig, under arrest for attempted murder.”

“Asmodii have a very unusual gestation cycle,” Ssurhuk-T’at added. “Once the male fertilizes the female’s eggs, she carries them for a period of eight of your months. Once she has done so, she injects the fertilized eggs into a carrier. After a period of another 10 months, the Asmodii infants eat their way out of the carrier, killing it as they are born.”

Desirée shrank back, horrified. “That means . . . she was trying to . . . and I–“

“Sssshhh,” Veronica said, still stroking the teen’s plump face, wiping away the sudden tears. “It’s all right, darling, it wasn’t your fault.”

“When the fertilized female is preparing to find a carrier for her eggs, she secrets a hormone through her sweat glands,” Ssurhuk-T’at continued. “That venom is the only known aphrodisiac in the Confederation. It will make almost any creature do what a fertilized female asks it to do, which allows the female to plant her eggs inside them. In turn, the fertilized eggs have a special enzyme that counteracts the venom, which is why the infected creature will almost beg the fertilized female to implant her eggs in the subject.

“This venom is highly dangerous,” Veronica said. “The Guild occasionally uses it, but only in highly diluted states. When you first interviewed for the Guild, I injected you with a serum that contained a single drop of the venom.”

Desirée remembered that incident. Even when diluted, the venom had caused her to masturbate uncontrollably. It wasn’t surprising that the undiluted substance from Meljahza’s body had made her crave such a violation.

“Ssurhuk-T’at is the Confederation’s leading expert on Asmodii venom.” Veronica’s brown hair hung down in tangles, her hand was still pressed against Desirée’s cheek. She looked like she hadn’t slept either. “He smelled it on Meljahza and immediately went to find me. Like a fool, I consulted the records, found her file, and told him he must be wrong. Thankfully, he convinced me otherwise before it was too late.”

“Thank you,” Desirée said to the froglike alien. She shuddered at how close bursa escort she was to dying.

“It was my pleasure,” he replied, smiling at her.

“But why . . . how?”

He understood what she was trying to ask. “As a requirement for joining the Confederation, the Asmodii promised that they would never place fertilized eggs into Confederation citizens, or other sentient beings. However, Meljahza admitted to belonging to a minority sect that believes injecting fertilized eggs into dumb animals weakens their race. In order to purify and strengthen their bloodlines, members of their order seek out intelligent but naive beings and make them carriers.”

“Injecting a potential Guild courtesan would have been a major coup for them,” Veronica said softly. Desirée pressed her face against the older woman’s hand, trying to wish the nightmare out of her head. Her lower lip quivered and tears slid down her cheeks.

“On the plus side, I was very impressed that you were able to absorb such an incredible concentration of Asmodii venom and survive,” Ssurhuk-T’at said. “The amount that you received from Meljahza should have killed you. It very nearly did.”

“You can thank Ssurhuk-T’at for that as well,” Veronica said. “He took care of you and worked hard to get the venom out of your system. You’ve been in this bed for over a week.”

“How?”

“Unfortunately, there is no known antidote and vaccination has had a limited effect.” He suddenly grinned. “However, the endorphins released through sexual release do speed the venom’s breakdown.”

Desirée digested the implications of that for several seconds. “Oh.”

“I hope you realize just how lucky you’ve been, young lady.” Veronica’s lips twitched. “You’ve had the exclusive services of one of my best courtesans for more than a week. There are governments in this galaxy that couldn’t afford his rates for that extended period of time.”

“Thanks again,” Desirée said to the tall alien. Then, feeling daring, “I’m only sorry I wasn’t there to enjoy it.”

Ssurhuk-T’at threw his head back, croaking his distinctive laugh. Veronica joined in, shaking her head in amusement.

“Desirée! Desirée!” Kalyani rushed into the hospital room, tears running down her dark cheeks. “Are you all right? Please tell me you are all right!” She had lapsed into her native Hindi in her excitement, but Desirée’s UTD was calibrating itself quickly.

“Gentle! Gentle!” Veronica cautioned, just as the young Dalit was about to fling herself onto Desirée. “She’s still very fragile!”

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” Desirée soothed her friend, who was running her hands all over her face. “I’m — can I get out of these?” Her wrists and ankles pushed against the restraints.

“I’m not certain.” Ssurhuk-T’at turned to the sickbay doctor, a tall spidery looking alien who was studying the monitor readouts. “Is it all right for her to be released?”

The blue-furred doctor shrugged his four shoulders eloquently. “You are more of an expert than I am,” it said, Desirée’s UTD providing a running translation. “Whatever you think best; I have no experience with these creatures.”

“I think it should be all right,” Veronica said softly. “She seems to be herself again.”

“I agree.” Ssurhuk-T’at pressed a button and the restraints vanished. The sickbay doctor removed the IV from her arm, eliminating the scar with a quick hypo-spray. Desirée moved her arms and legs with relief. However, she felt incredibly weak and every muscle ached.

“You look much better,” Kalyani said, brushing Desirée’s hair back from her eyes. “I came to see you every day.”

“You look better, too,” the sandy blonde replied. “Are those new clothes?”

“Do you like?” Kalyani proudly touched the red and gold sari she was wearing. “Signora Franco found the cloth for me. She says these are the Guild colours.”

“It looks amazing on you,” Desirée said, meaning it. Now that Kalyani was eating regularly, her face and figure were filling out. She was more voluptuous and her green eyes and hair were brighter. It was easy to see why Veronica had chosen her for the Guild.

“Well, I’m for a shower and a nap.” Veronica rubbed her eyes. “Now that you’re on the mend, I have neglected business to attend to. If you will excuse me . . . Ssurhuk-T’at?”

“Not just yet,” he replied. “There are still some things I need to take care of here.”

“All right.” The small woman walked out the door of the private room, yawning as she went. With a final check of the readouts, the sickbay doctor followed her.

“How are you feeling?” Ssurhuk-T’at asked Desirée quietly. “Really?”

“I feel incredibly weak,” she said, looking at Kalyani. “And every muscle in my body hurts.”

“The muscle ache is due to the venom still being in your system,” he said. “But now that you’re awake, the worst is over.” He prepared to leave.

“Wait!” Desirée said. He stopped, and looked at her. “You said . . . that orgasm speeds the absorption of venom and eases the soreness, right?”

“That is correct.”

“So . . .” She took a deep çanakkale escort breath. “Will having another orgasm relieve the pain even more?” She avoided looking at Kalyani: her green eyes were as wide as saucers at the turn the conversation had taken.

His wide mouth twitched. “Is that a request?”

“Well,” Desirée tried to smile, “if I have the exclusive services of the best courtesan in the galaxy . . .”

“Not the best,” Ssurhuk-T’at, said judiciously, his three eyes twinkling. “But certainly in the top 5. And yes, a few more orgasms should help speed the absorption of Asmodii venom.” He was grinning now, walking towards the bed.

“I must leave.” Kalyani gathered up her sari, almost running for the door.

“Kalyani, wait!” The whip-crack voice stopped her in her tracks.

Ssurhuk-T’at eyed the two teens. “The first night on the ship, did you two observe me with Signora Franco?”

Desirée and Kalyani looked at each other for an endless moment. They both nodded. Kalyani’s shoulders were scrunched, as if she expected to be beaten. From what little Desirée knew of her history, Kalyani was too used to abuse from men.

“I see,” he said. “Why did you not leave, or let us know you were there?”

“It was my fault, Professor,” Desirée spoke quickly. “I wanted to see you and Ms. Franco having sex and I made Kalyani stay. If anyone should get in trouble, it should be me.”

Ssurhuk-T’at looked at her scornfully. “The last time I checked, Ms. Tanner, Kalyani was a grown woman. If she had wanted to leave, she would have left.” He turned to the trembling Dalit. “If you had wanted to leave, would you have left?”

Desirée could see the wheels turning in Kalyani’s head. Finally, she raised her eyes to Ssurhuk-T’at’s. “Yes,” she said in a small but defiant voice.

“Did it excite you, watching me with Signora Franco?”

An even smaller voice: “Yes.”

The alien smiled down at her. “That was the correct answer. If you wish to join the Guild, you will have to treat every sexual experience you witness or participate in as an opportunity to learn something. It’s no crime to have an interest in sex; in fact, it’s encouraged.

“It’s now time for your first lesson: go over to the door and lock it. Then, you will closely observe what I do with Desirée. Is that understood?”

Kalyani nodded. She locked the door, then went over to stand by the wall.

Ssurhuk-T’at paused by the bed. “Not there, Kalyani. I want you a lot closer. Kneel by the bed.” He pointed where he wanted her to go.

Desirée smiled at her friend while she tried to control her breathing. “You can hold my hand,” she told her friend.

Smiling nervously, Kalyani knelt by the bed and gripped Desirée’s right hand in hers. Her left hand slipped under Desirée’s shoulders.

“Excellent,” Ssurhuk-T’at smiled at them both. “Then let’s begin.”

With a practiced motion, he removed the topsheet and blanket. Desirée was naked: she could already feel the warmth pooling in her hips. Although she had previously never considered sex with an oversized frog to be erotic, she remembered what he had done to Veronica that night in the observation lounge. The alien’s towering reputation, and his confidence in his skills, excited her.

He began by massaging the balls of her feet, every touch sending tendrils of heat shooting up her legs. She bit her lip. Despite his bizarre appearance, Ssurhuk-T’at’s fingers were nothing less than magical.

Is there something special about your hands that’s making you do this?” Desirée said, her voice more close to a moan than she would have liked.

“Merely practice making perfect,” he said softly, intent on his work. “If manipulated properly, virtually every part of a being’s body can become an erogenous zone. The trick is knowing how to touch it right.”

Desirée gasped when his fingers brushed the arch of her foot. She already felt more turned on than she could possibly believe. Ssurhuk-T’at waggled his eye ridges. “Of course with someone this responsive, it’s not that difficult to arouse.”

“Is that a compliment?” She was already finding it difficult to breathe. She heard Kalyani gulp by her right ear; her palm was sweating.

“Very much so.” His fingers moved to her ankles. “It’s a pleasure to work on you.”

“Could you . . . bring someone to . . . completion merely by touching their feet?” Kalyani asked, her eyes as wide as saucers.

“Now that’s a trade secret,” the professor murmured, massaging Desirée’s ankles and calves. He bent down to run his lips along the inside of her legs, slowly spreading them. She hissed on an intaken breath. Her nipples grew long and hard, blood darkening the aureoles. The smell of her flowing juices permeated the air.

“Very easy to arouse.” He lowered his mouth to her inner thighs, just as he was massaging the backs of her knees. Desirée closed her eyes: enjoying the sensation of his lips and tongue working her soft flesh, she barely noticed the way he was spreading her legs, opening her vagina to his view. Already she knew his çankırı escort reputation was well deserved; if he was in the Top 5 of Guild courtesans, she briefly wondered when she’d meet the other four.

Kalyani’s palm was sweating heavily from where it was clasped in hers; Desirée could feel her friend’s breath hot on her neck and shoulder.

Ssurhuk-T’at shifted his grip, stroking the back of her thighs as he pushed them higher. His long tongue caressed her legs, a pleasant counterpoint to the hardness of his lips. She whimpered, her gentle lassitude replaced by a hard urgency. Her left hand slid down her stomach, pressing against her hip. Beads of sweat formed on her flesh, a large drop rolling down the cleft of her taut, heaving stomach.

He propped her legs on his narrow shoulders, his thumbs pressing the muscle of her inner thigh right where it joined her hips. His lips and tongue slid closer to her aching pussy, breathed lightly on her dewy folds then back up the other thigh. She whined at his tender torture, her left hand clutching the sheets underneath her.

“So close, so very close now,” he breathed on her dripping pussy.

“Oh God. Please, please, just . . . please!”

He chuckled. “Well. If you insist.” His lips encompassed her folds, his tongue burrowed inside her.

Desirée screamed, her hips rising off the bed then crashing down with the force of her orgasm. She whimpered in time with the waves of pleasure rippling from her hips. Her whimpers slowed and stopped, her slender body loose and relaxed.

“That was . . . incredible.” Kalyani’s face was flushed as she brushed Desirée’s sweat-soaked hair from her friend’s forehead. Desirée was panting from the aftermath, her face and body slick from her exertion.

“I cheated a little,” Ssurhuk-T’at admitted. “She still has some Asmodii venom in her body and that’s making her respond much more quickly to my technique.” He watched Desirée carefully, waiting for any sign of movement, his 3-fingered hands making small circles around her hips and stomach.

The sandy blonde moved her head, murmuring. Ssurhuk-T’at smiled. “And so it begins again,” he said, his hands starting to move with more urgency.

“Please, stop.” Desirée ineffectually tried to move his hands away. “You can’t.”

“Oh yes, I can and so can you.” His three eyes were wicked. His 12-inch tongue flickered out, caressed her vaginal lips and brushed her clit. She moaned and her hips briefly lifted in response. “By now, I probably know your body even better than you do. We have to get as much of that venom absorbed as we possibly can in one session. And besides, this is as much for Kalyani’s benefit as it is for yours.”

“Why?” Kalyani demanded, still holding Desirée’s hand. A bead of sweat slid down her dark forehead. “What do you wish me to learn?”

Ssurhuk-T’at smiled at her. “First, the idea that sex is an art form: about giving and receiving pleasure, not just something to be endured.”

Kalyani flushed, lowering her head. Ssurhuk-T’at nodded, his suspicions confirmed. “Second,” he continued, “I want to give you some idea of how much pleasure a body can take, and it’s a lot more than you might think.” He briefly went back to caressing Desirée. She was no longer resisting his touch; her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily, once again beginning that upward climb towards ecstasy.

“And third, ” he spoke finally. “These are basic techniques that any Guild courtesan must learn, and can apply to virtually every race in the Confederation. You will pleasure a great many guests during your career, and not all of them will be males. So it’s good to get a head start.”

With that, he plunged his tongue deep into Desirée’s wet pussy, making her arch her back. The long tongue slid around inside her, touching every part of her vaginal walls, leaving waves of pleasure wherever they passed. It plunged deeper than any man’s penis had ever gone, sliding past her cervix and touching her womb. Desirée bucked her hips against his tongue, moaning uncontrollably. Her fingers pressed against the ridges of his head, pushing it against her hips.

Then, his tongue was gone. Desirée whined from the loss, but gasped when his fingers replaced his tongue in her pussy. His fingers flexed in a come-hither motion, stroking the upper wall of her vagina. Her legs, spread to allow him complete access, were trembling from the intense pleasure his touch was unleashing in her.

“Come down her, Kalyani, and see what I’m doing,” Ssurhuk-T’at said softly. The Indian woman left Desirée’s side and walked down to the foot of the bed to stand beside the alien professor. She trembled, a mix of fear and desire on her dark face.

“And . . . now,” Ssurhuk-T’at said, licking Desirée’s clit at odd intervals, making the blonde teen quiver in response.” We find . . . her G spot.”

His fingers touched a place inside her. Desirée wailed in response, her hips just about leaving the bed. He slid up her body to hold her against him, his fingers still buried in her pussy. She screamed into his chest, more aroused than she ever thought she could be in her life. She could no longer tell if she was having multiple orgasms or just one gigantic climax. Every nerve in her body was alive, craving sensation, each touch and caress brought her higher and higher until she thought she’d have a heart attack.

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