Into The Abyss

OOC I submit this post knowing it may leave a lot to be desired. I have never been in a ‘Three in a Bed situation in real life. But here goes!

Suddenly it became very clear in Gethan’s mind there had been a seismic shift in her sex life. No longer was she Zimran’s concubine, she was to be Daphniapal’s lover as well. As Daphniapal’s tongue danced with her nipples Zimran’s tongue was tormenting her clitoris and she knew it would be soon, very soon that she lost control.

When the orgasmic explosion took her it was total and Gethan was sure her voice could be heard throughout the vastness of stellar space. Soon the roles were reversed and Zimran entered Daphniapal and pounded into her as though he was trying to possess her completely and as he did Gethan was sucking and biting her nipples to highlight the pleasure.

Then as Gethan licked and devoured Daphniapal’s sex Zimran placed his hardened manhood in Gethan’s cleavage and after he came he massaged the hot living seed deep into her nipples. So it went on for what seemed like seven or eight hours.

When it finished the two women were left asleep in each other’s arms and on waking they decided to share a shower where they made love to each other again. On leaving Zimran’s quarters they walked hand in hand down the corridor and waited outside the bridge for their next orders.

OOC Hope it works! :kiss:
 
Pilot Officer de Burgh had no idea that her command to seduce the redheaded young beauty in exchange for Yacuban’s life was not only part of her training to become an imperial sex slave but was in a way revenge for Commander Daphniapal rejection to assume the role that Gethan had so eagerly sought to avoid becoming simply an orgasm slave and whore for the Labyathain.

In the shadow of Zimran’s wings the two young human beauties’ inhibitions slowly faded and the opiate of his essence, that filled them with sexual desire that heighten their arousal and their pleasure as their gorgeous young bodies reveled in the touch of one for the other even as they willingly shared and gave their supple young bodies to their Lord and Master. Daphniapal’s promise never to submit faded in the arms of the little golden beauty that had worshiped her sense she was a young cadet. Gethan shyness in her hero presence slowly became a lust for the young redheaded beauty, and Zimran enjoyed both girl’s sweet womanly charms.

For the next six months the two young beauties were seldom seen not holding each other’s hands. Daphniapal was no longer simply 16. In Gethan’s arms their bodies entwined as they pleasured each other, or in Zimran’s bed his cock pounding into her Daphniapal began to regain her humanity her individuality even as she became Zimran’s whore and unknowingly Gethan replacement in his bed. At last Kule de Draco came into view on long range scan. In a few days Pilot Officer de Burgh time on the Labyathain would end and her knew life as an imperial sex slave would begin.
 
As Kule de Draco became nearer and larger on the screens Gethan knew her time with Daphniapal was probably coming to an end. Not only was Daphniapal Gethan’s long term idol she had become her lover and her friend. Zimran had allowed them both certain privileges which included being allowed to drink wine on the recreation deck and to visit each other’s beds when duty had finished. It was even more wonderful when Zimran joined in the fun.

Being summoned to the Command Deck Gethan noticed a replica of her and Daphniapal’s dress uniform was lying out on a table with their names on them. As there was no sign of Zimran they asked the other crew members what was happening but they either pretended to be ignorant or they really did not know.

Suddenly a voice from the engine room confirmed orbit around Kule de Draco had been achieved but there was still no sign of Zimran. As they looked at the screen a shuttle craft appeared as a small dot which gradually got bigger until it locked with the main pirate ship.

“I think we are meant to dressed in these” Daphniapal whispered “you never know what dignity has come on board but it has to be someone important”. Both girls took their uniforms to the side screen and dressed as quickly as they could. Arriving back on the command deck they waited. And waited.
 
Daphniapal’s and Gethan were standing in Alliance dress uniforms, Daphniapal’s that of a full Commander and the little stunning blonde’s that of a Command Pilot Officer. Each was ordered to ridged attention as the shuttle from Kule de Draco drew nearer. Each of the young beauties now wore a delicate slave collar around their slender necks. Daphniapal’s was of sliver and Gethan’s of the purest chaste gold. Little could the two young beauties who had become lovers on their journey realize the rue significant of them. Commander Daphniapal’s denoted that she was now the command sex slave of the Labyathain. The pure chaste gold of Gethan’s slave collar told all that she was to become the sex slave of the Imperial consul.

Zimran had not told either of the other’s fate. Their happiness was of little concern to him he was to search out and obtain the females from beyond the Veil to power the Labaythains and of these beauties the most stunning of these beauties with the purest spirits where to be brought to Kule de Draco to become imperial sex slaves. Pilot Officer Gethan de Burgh was one of these rare and coveted beauties.

When the Shuttle docked with Zimran’s Labyathain Gethan was told to board. As she turned waiting for Daphniapal to join her the airlock closed and her delightful training and interlude on Zimran’s command came to a sudden end. The Labyathain grew smaller and smaller, and Kule de Draco grew larger and larger The next phase in the young golden beauty’s life was about to begin.
 
The horrible hiss of the airlock forced Gethan to spin round in horror fearing Daphniapal had been trapped between the two crafts and would be sucked into the deathly vacuum of space. Her relief that her friend had escaped this fate was immediately destroyed when she realised they had been separated.

Looking to see if there was an emergency button Gethan found her eyes becoming uncontrollably heavy and in her very last moment of consciousness she realised she had been administered a vapour drug. Waking in a bed chamber her first thought was for her friend Daphniapal but soon the truth dawned they had been duped into whatever task her captors had for them.

Standing she found herself looking at her reflection in a mirror and noticed the gold collar round her neck. In anger she used all her strength on it until it snapped and fell to the floor. Trying to find a way out of the little room she grabbed a nail from the back of the bedstead and pushed it into the locking mechanism causing sparks to fly and a short puff of heavy smoke to emit before the door flew open.

Making her way towards the tiny bridge she heard the short hiss of the door flying open and as she entered she saw one pirate and three robots. Noticing a gun on the stool she grabbed it and fired stunning the pirate. Then turning the weapon to what she knew was full blast she aimed it at the control centre and shouted “WHOEVER CAN HEAR ME I DEMAND WE RETURN TO THE COMMAND VESSEL” She stood firm and said “I’m counting to three. ONE TWO THR …
 
From the moment that Pilot Officer Gethan de Burgh entered the shuttle her destiny passed out of her hands. Unseen eyes watched as panic filled her soft blue eyes as she desperately sought for and emergency button to save her lover Commander Daphniapal. Those dark crimson and gold eyes watched as the drug that would allow the young human beauty to enter Kule de Draco’s atmosphere claimed her. A hint of a smile flickered in those unseen eyes as Gethan awoke and her spirit flared and she tore at the golden slave collar that proclaimed her as an Imperial Sex Slave. This tawny golden beauty was magnificent as she grabbed the gun that had been conveniently left for her and fired stunning the pirate. Then turning the weapon to what she knew was full blast she aimed it at the control centre and shouted

“WHOEVER CAN HEAR ME I DEMAND WE RETURN TO THE COMMAND VESSEL”

Gethan de Burgh stood firm and defiant as she calmly said

“I’m counting to three. ONE TWO THR …”

This stunning young creature was everything and more than the reports that Zimran had sent had said. Her beauty was undeniable her body was gorgeous and that fiery spirit so erotically arousing. She was far from the docile little human beauties that broke so easily and were fit for nothing more that then fuel for their Labyathain fleet or as common whores for the ships crew’s But this girl was something very special.

“That won’t be necessary Pilot Officer de Burgh.”

The voice was so richly dark and sensual it caressed Gethan’s body just as Zimran’s had. A taloned hand closed over hers as the creature shimmered and the cloak that had hidden him from Gethan slowly dissipated and for the First time she gazed upon one of the Imperial counsel One of her new Masters.
 
Gethan de Burgh was no push over, never had been and never would be. If she had been born in the early days of Earth’s history she would no doubt have been a Warrior Queen to match Boadicea or in during the twentieth century she would have infiltrated Nazi Ranks or worked for the Resistance. Death held no terrors for her and she was more than ready to blast the craft out of time and into eternity.

As she was about the squeeze the trigger she was interrupted “That won’t be necessary Pilot Officer de Burgh.” Suddenly talon hand closed over her’s and she was engulfed in what seemed like a dark gossamer type cloak which formed a mist round her. Suddenly it was swept away and she saw one of the Imperial Consul.

“What the … WHO … O MY GOD!” She suddenly felt powerless as she stared forward “You’re not a Pirate at all. What are you? You … you … look like a devil, a demon”. She wanted to cry, but she would not give ‘IT’ the satisfaction of seeing her like that. She noted there was what looked like an axe in a cupboard no doubt for emergency use. The robots appeared to be slow and the one other living creature was still lying stunned on the floor. For a moment she was tempted to make an attempt at grabbing it and putting up a fight but she decided against it. Instead she defiantly said “I refuse to cooperate until you tell me what this is all about. What you have done is an act of war and the Alliance is probably even now sending a fleet to destroy you!”
 
“What the … WHO … O MY GOD!”

Gethan’s supple young body seemed to stagger forward into the dark consular arms as she stammered.

“You’re not a Pirate at all. What are you? You … you … look like a devil, a demon”.

He could smell the young human beauty’s fear, and yet there was a strength and fire to her spirit that aroused him as well. Those stunning g blue eyes that darted about the small cabin of the shuttle craft, only to rest on the conveniently displayed emergency ax. He felt that gorgeous young body tense as if to make a break and seize the weapon, then suddenly he felt her muscles relax, as Gethan defiantly demanded,

“I refuse to cooperate until you tell me what this is all about. What you have done is an act of war and the Alliance is probably even now sending a fleet to destroy you!”

So she had a brain as well as beauty and spirit Lothar was becoming more intrigued by the golden beauty by the minute.

“Creation is a balance Pilot Officer de Burgh between light and dark that are always in constant conflict for dominance. Your Universe of Light features beauty , spirit and warmth of which you are an adorable example of. Our Universe of Darkness features, science, logic, and temptation of which I am a Master.”

As Lothar spoke he enfolded Pilot Officer Gethan be Burgh in his velvet wings. Wings that caressed Gethan, wings like Zimran’s that woke her natural passions and desires.

“You have been chosen….”

His taloned fingers released the hook and eye at the collar of her Alliance dress uniform, His fingers slowly slid down the zipper that held her dress tunic closed. The soft metallic whisper of the zipper mingled with his soft darkly seductive voice.

“ You are no longer with the Alliance Pilot officer de Burgh but a prisoner of the Empire.”

Lothar slipped the tunic from Gethan’s shoulders, to lay crumpled on the deck at her feet.

“Why not take what pleasure you can from what fate has to offer Gethan.”

Her bra joined her discarded tunic. Lothar’s crimson and gold eyes held the young human beauty’s captive in his gaze as his mouth slowly lowered to hers. His intoxication essence filled her nostrils calling to her darkest desires, making all he said seem so reasonable. Pilot Officer Gethan de Burgh had no more defense against Lothar than she had had against Zimran for this demonic creature was the essence of temptation and seduction.
 
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Gethan was horrified at what was happening to her as her uniform was being was being gently peeled from her body. Although she had experienced diverse lovers nothing prepared her for what was happening now. After her tunic had fallen to the deck her nipples began silently screaming to be released from her bra. She was brought up with a start when she heard the words “You are no longer with the Alliance Pilot officer de Burgh but a prisoner of the Empire.” Before she could register what was happening she caught her breath as the deep seductive voice continued “Why not take what pleasure you can from what fate has to offer Gethan?” Then her bra was gone and the most intoxicating seductive kiss was placed against her lips and she feared she would orgasm immediately.

How long she was held in that embrace she could not tell but when the kiss was broken she found herself in complete surrender. “You may not believe this” she whispered “but I have lived a very sheltered life until recently.” She felt herself blushing as her womanhood began to lubricate in anticipation “I know we are at war and you are my enemy. But right now I want nothing more than for you to take me to bed.”

This time she initiated the kiss and reached down to find the hot urgent shaft between her conqueror’s legs. Breaking the kiss she whimpered “I want that inside me and I want every last drop of your seed.”
 
Lothar loved the way this tawny golden human beauty melted in to his arms, her taunt pale pink rosebud nipples digging into his chest. How sweetly, almost innocently, Gethan lips parted to allow her new Lord and Master to sample the sweetness of her mouth. His tongue danced with hers as his kiss deepened and lingered. Slowly the demon lord of Kule de Draco lips parted from Gethan’s.

“You may not believe this”

The girl’s sweet angelic voice a shy husky little whisper laced with her growing arousal.

“But I have lived a very sheltered life until recently.”

Gethan’s expressively beautiful dark blue eyes demurely dropped from Lothar’s captivating gaze and her soft flawless cheeks where kissed by the most delightful crimson blush.

“I know we are at war and you are my enemy. But right now I want nothing more than for you to take me to bed.”

Lothar felt Pilot Officer De Burgh supple young body pressed so delightfully to his as she rose up on her tip toes, this time she initiated the kiss and boldly reached down to find the hot urgent shaft between her conqueror’s legs. Breaking the kiss she whimpered

“I want that inside me and I want every last drop of your seed.”

“Then why wait to find a bed……..”

As he softly hissed his question he loosed the top button of the young Alliance Pilot Officers dress uniform trousers. The soft metallic whisper of the zipper caressed Gethan’s senses as he slid it open. The warm air of the little shuttle craft caressed her newly bared skin.

“……..Why not right here?............”

His taloned thumbs hooked into the waist band of moth Gethan’s trousers and panties. Slowly the demon Lord worked both garments over the swell of the girl’s hips. Lothar head lowered to Gethan’s breast. His frocked tongue sensually, seductively teased the young Alliance Officer’s dusky pink areola until it was a puffy little mound capped by a pebbled now dark pink, throbbing nipple.


“……..Right now Gethan? Remove your boots and clothing my dear!”

Pilot Officer Gethan de Burgh’s trousers and panties were bunched around her knees. It was apparent that this demon Lord had every intention of savoring her sweet charms right there on the command deck of the shuttle.
 
Then why wait to find a bed?” The words struck Gethan’s soul as though they were an arrow shafting deep into her heart. Before she could respond this person, this force, this entity was not only removing her clothing, he was asking her to assist in the act as he commanded “… Right now Gethan? Remove your boots and your clothing my dear!” And Gethan, defying her own will allowed him to do it.

Gethan wanted to go to bed, to be private yet some of her desired the thrill of being ravished on the command deck. She might have been a tomboy, she might have been athletic and even boyish. But at heart she was a girl leg to be a woman and deep down she was subject to the desire older than time itself, the desire to be taken by the ;bad boy’.

Opening her mouth slightly she allowed herself to be pulled into a lust filled kiss that caused her hungry nipples to scream for attention as they hardened. As she was taken in the kiss she used her left hand to sweep the desk behind her of the papers, hand held computers and communicators and as she did she laid back on it clawing at her lover’s back.

Gently reaching down she held his member in her hands and placed the snout at the moist opening of her sex. Breaking the kiss she said softly “Take me … possess me … spill deep inside me.” As she took his mouth again she felt him grow even bigger. To her shock she felt herself explode into a violent orgasm before Lothar had even entered her. Not knowing how to control herself she heard her own voice asking as she whispered in a deep hungry husky voice “Now it’s your turn. EXPLODE!”
 
” Remove your boots and your clothing my dear!”

That moment of hesitation thrilled Lothar as the tawny golden haired beauty fought her own faltering will to resist, to rebel and yet in the inn she obeyed the command she had been given. The Imperial consular watched as this divine creature slow sensually removed her boots and the last vestige of her Alliance uniform. He wondered if this spirited young human beauty knew or even suspected that she was shedding her past, all that she was, all that she had hoped to be. He wondered if she knew what fate and Kule de Draco had in store for her.

Lothar’s thoughts returned the present as Gethan swept the desk clean, the flutter of papers and the crash of hand held computers and communicators heralding her surrender to his will as she lay back offering her body to him. He saw the conflict in her stunning blue eyes, the desire for the privacy of the bed chamber, the desire for the pleasure that she so desperately needed as she drew him down to her.

“Take me … possess me … spill deep inside me.”

He felt her hand guide his lust to her soft wet folds, He saw Gethan blush scarlet as her body arched to his her lips “O”ed as she shuttered in the throws of her orgasm. and orgasm so intense the girl could only gasp out her dark sinful pleasure. The blushing beauty whispered in a deep hungry husky voice,

“Now it’s your turn. EXPLODE!”

“Of course Pilot Officer de Burgh!”

Lothar cooed. Yet instead of thrusting into Gethan hungering little pussy the demon Lord drew back. His clawed hands encircled the girl’s trim little waist as he half drew her across the desk to him. Lothar flipped Gethan on her stomach, Placed her hands on the desk, and spread her legs.

“I am going to take you now my dear as you have never been taken before!”

Pilot Officer Gethan de Burgh could feel the tip of his lust filled cock brush her hot wet labia, she could feel his hot moist breath on the nape of her neck, feel the stray wisps of hair there dance with every breath he took, and then he thrust home impaling her in one powerful thrust. Lothar took his sweet little human concubine hard and fast at first demanding all her gorgeous young body had to give and yet he demanded more of it and of her. Gethan was driven hard on to the desk her firm young breasts pressed to the cool unyielding surface of the metal. His body molded to hers, his hands slipped between the desk and her body to cup her breasts. It was then that he stilled the initial assault over. It was then that he rolled his hips to hers and began to seduce the young still very innocent young human beauty with his body, his dark essence and his velvet wings engulfing her in the most sensual forbidden pleasure that she had ever experienced.
 
Gethan was so confused, she had experienced so much in her short time since graduation yet some of her pure innocence remained. Everything she was doing was against her strict religious upbringing and yet could anything so pleasurable be evil? She was always taught that sex outside of marriage was wrong the only exception being rape. Yet she could not, would not describe her experiences thus far as being rape. On the contrary she had agreed, submitted, welcomed this transformation and she knew that even if she somehow got back to earth she would immediately be on the look out for a sexual partner. She was addicted!

Then came the words that changed the situation again “I am going to take you now my dear as you have never been taken before!” Turned on to her stomach she wondered what was happening as her breasts experienced a cool friction on the table. Then her nipples sang for joy as these wonderful hands grabbed them before she felt the rigid shaft of her conqueror enter her sex from a different angle. Lothar obviously wanted her as much as she wanted him and as his urgent thrusts became more and more vocal Gethan willed her body to keep time.

Gradually her womb prepared itself to receive this promised gush of hot living sperm and in doing so drove Gethan to the very edge. She felt her muscles tighten as they imprisoned the invader and then as she felt him harden just before release she surrendered. Her screams of lustful desire could possibly have been heard in the vacuum of space and as she flooded her lover with her juices she felt him tense before erupting deep inside her channel.

Gethan had no idea how it happened but she appeared to have a series of intense orgasms that merged into one long one as she felt herself possessed. Gradually the light seemed to fade and her eyes closed. When they reopened she was lying in a large bed with her lover by her side. Her face took on a sweet innocent soft bruised look that spoke of fulfilment and she immediately reached for Lothar and whispered sexily “Please Sir … I feel like Oliver Twist … I want some more.”
 
Once more the dark essence that was so much a part of Pilot Officer Gethan de Burgh’s new Masters enveloped her. Once more the struggle between who and what she had been, the pious earnest young beauty so sweetly innocent and the sensual creature that she was becoming warred with each other. Yet even when Gethan had been that wide eyed innocent there had been something about the darkness something about the forbidden that had so silently whispered to her in the night, had crept silently into her dreams, so sweetly tempting.

Now in this dark universe Gethan was free to embrace her darkest dreams, to savor the physical pleasure that JaKar had awoken in her gorgeous young body when he had taken her virginity. Lothar reaped the fruits of that awakening as her ripped countless orgasms from her as he took her on the counter as the little shuttle craft sped the young human beauty to her new life on Kule de Draco. She was in a fevered state of unimagined ecstasy when Lothar carried her naked from the shuttle craft to his quarters and laid her in his bed where he took her again and again until the little golden beauty passed out from sheer physical exhaustion. When her stunning dark blue eyes fluttered open the young beauty found herself in a luxurious bed. Lothar smiled as Gethan stretched like a naughty little kitten all pink and deliciously naked. Her face was a vision of sweet angelic innocence. A soft bemused look that spoke of fulfillment as she seductively drew Lothar down to her and whispered so sensually

“Please Sir … I feel like Oliver Twist … I want some more.”

The Dark Being that was Lothar laughed his eyes smiling down in to hers.

“Our Little pet wants More Lothar!”

A deep husky voice laced by passion cooed, a voice that was definitely female. Long fingers laced into Gethan’s tawny golden hair and turned the girl’s face to the female version of Lothar.

“I have been looking forward to meeting you Pilot Officer De Burgh.”

The females lips where just a breath away from Gethan’s and as she as she spoke they brushed Gethan’s before slowly closing over them in a darkly sensual kiss.

“Umm she is so sweet Lothar.”

“ Yes Praia, but you should taste her sweet nectar!”

Lothar fingers now laced into Gethan’s silken mane to turn her moist ripe lips to his as he once more claimed their sweetness. Pilot Officer Gethan De Burgh was caught between the two as they explored her gorgeous young body with their lips, teeth , tongues and fingers bring her the darkest most sinful pleasure she had ever experienced in her innocent young life.

“More Pet.”

Praia whispered against Gethan’s breast as her tongue lazily circled Gethan puffing dusky pink areola.

More Little Dove?

Lothar breathed as his teeth raked across the girl’s other nipple and Praia’s kiss trialed down across her quivering belly.
 
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More little Dove?”

Gethan was confused, disturbed, and hungry for more and yet she had a guilty feeling welling within her. Not guilt because she regretted what had happened but a feeling that she should not be that happy. She was an Officer of the Alliance Fleet and yet here she was engrossed in fulfilling her own desires as well as those of her enemy. She knew she there was huge mountain of lust and passion to be climbed and she hadn’t even reached the foothills

“I don’t know if my body can take any more” she whispered “I am just obsessed with learning more with fulfilling my desires and with fulfilling those of my lovers. Yet I feel, no … I KNOW my physical limitations.” Yet another orgasm shook her very being and she found herself engulfed in the very white hot heat of desire.

There were times when the young human found herself to be almost an observer watching herself being consumed and at others she was in the very thick of the action as she gave as well as took, demanded as well as conceded. All sense of time became void and Gethan didn’t even know if she was in the same galaxy as the one that contained earth.

One day she opened her eyes to find she had been fast asleep and she saw what looked like a wedding dress hanging on the far wall. Then she heard an announcement in several alien tongues before she recognised her own and heard ‘WE WILL SHORTLY BE ARRIVING IN ORBIT ROUND OUR OWN PLANET. ALL PASSENGERS AND CREW SHOULD PREPARE FOR DISEMBARKMENT.

The door to her room slid open and a young female pirate entered and said “Pilot Officer de Burgh, the Supreme Commander respectfully requests you shower and then put on this beautiful dress which has been especially designed for you.”

The old Gethan would have objected, the new Gethan quietly took her shower and after drying and perfuming herself she put on the dress and awaited further instruction.
 
“More”

Had been the question that both Lothar and Praia had asked of Gethan and her gorgeous young body had given them their answer, a most resounding Yes. Pilot Officer de Burgh’s life had become an almost endless series of searing orgasms of unimagined pleasure even as her time supple young body time and again bucked and thrashed in the darkest ecstasy as she lay between her New Master and Mistress. Gethan laying between them gasping for breath, her gorgeous young body shimmering in a fine sheen of sweat as she made her confession innocent little confession,

“I don’t know if my body can take any more”

She whispered in a soft angelic voice that was laced with a husky passionate note,


“I am just obsessed with learning more with fulfilling my desires and with fulfilling those of my lovers. Yet I feel, no … I KNOW my physical limitations.”

Gethan moaned as her sweet rip lips “O’ed as yet another orgasm shook every fiber of her being as she found herself engulfed in the very white hot heat of desire.

Both Lothar and Praia had made the decision that their little human concubine would not be introduced to darker pleasures until she was safely delivered to Kule de Draco. They did keep Gethan bathed in their dark essence and in a state of constant sexual euphoria. This was Pilot officer de Burgh’s life as they sped closer and closer to her fate. Then one day as she lay sprawled naked on the bed that had become her world she heard,

‘WE WILL SHORTLY BE ARRIVING IN ORBIT ROUND OUR OWN PLANET. ALL PASSENGERS AND CREW SHOULD PREPARE FOR DISEMBARKMENT.

Then the only other living creature that Gethan had seen for days or was it weeks no perhaps even months came with her orders.

“Pilot Officer de Burgh, the Supreme Commander respectfully requests you shower and then put on this beautiful dress which has been especially designed for you.”

Like a good little soldier Pilot officer Gethan de Burgh obeyed her orders. As always her Master and Mistress watched on closed circuit monitors the sensual little display as their gorgeous little toy bathed. Such an innocent young thing she was, possessed of a delightful shyness when she though no one was watching and yet their was a striking sensuality to her movements, a natural fluid grace that made her all the more desirable.
Her shower over it was time for the young beauty to dress. Her hands moved to fix her hair that had grown out sense her capture. Her Master and Mistress had made it quite clear that she was to wear her tawny golden up in a tight braid so it would not hide her face or body from them the choice of style was left to Gethan. The dress was designed to cover her body in virginal white from Gethan slender neck to her toes. The material hugged the sensual curves of her torso and accentuated the swell of her hips and the firm rise of her young breast. Yet the design only hinted at Gethan’s sweet charms and left the viewer hungry to see more. She had just finished dressing when Master and Mistress entered the cabin that had been Gethan’s world of late.

“You are beautiful my sweet Dove.”

Lothar mouth closed over Gethan’s in a deeply sensual kiss. A kiss to stir her young passions. Lothar let Gethan savor that kiss take what she wanted from it but not all she wanted. As his lips parted from her he left his sweet dove wanting more and Praia was there to give her more.

Very beautiful Pet!

The demoness’s mouth closed over Gethan’s with a dark sexual intensity that deepened until they shared a single life giving breath. Praia did not break that unholy kiss until the intoxicating fragrance of Gethan’s arousal filled her nostrils. Then ever so slowly Praia’s lips parted from her little human pet’s.

“It is time sweet dove to meet those that have been longing for your arrival.”

Lothar sensually hissed into Gethan’s ear. He took her by the hand and led the tawny golden beauty from the shuttle out on to a small dais. Gather their were several richly clad creatures every bit as dark and as sexually arousing as Lothar and Praia. Their combined essences darker and more arousing then anything Gethan had every experienced before.

“ This is Pilot Officer Gethan de Burgh of the Earth Alliance here to serve you ever sexual need or desire.”

As he spoke Lothar and Praia slowly began to strip Gethan of her gown. Layer by layer the material fluttered to the floor until just one gossamer layer hid her gorgeous young body form her new Masters and Mistress . Then with his wings Lothar cloaked Gethan’s body from their view. When he opened his wings again her revealed her naked beauty to the Imperial Consul.


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Gethan allowed the water from the shower to clean not only her body but her whole being. She recalled how as a child she had always ended and started the day in the shower at home and if she was engaged in sporting activities she would enjoy a third one immediately after her game was finished.

As the water cleansed her she allowed herself time to assess the situation. She had no idea how far she was from earth or at what speed they had travelled but she knew the theory of matter meeting anti matter and if the energy released was anything as powerful as the tutors had described at college they must have been travelling at something approaching twice the speed of light. He mind told her it was impossible but she had seen so many amazing things since she boarded the Silent Shadow she believed anything was possible. If so then all her colleagues on the Alliance Fleet, her family, friends, everyone she knew were dead, dead and long forgotten. Maybe even the earth no longer existed and she found a little tear flowing down her cheek.

After drying herself she applied the perfume and deodorant left for her, followed the instructions for her hair and began to put on the dress. She smiled to herself thinking what her friends would have said. Gethan de Burgh, the tomboy who hated dresses and only ever had two in her wardrobe was dressed like a bride. Then she smiled again recalling how hypocritical the whole charade was. White represented innocence, purity, virginity and she hadn’t been a virgin since joining the fleet. None the less she put it on and even protested a little when Lothar and Praia set her juices flowing.

Soon however they arrived at the destination Lothar announced “It is time sweet dove to meet those that have been longing for your arrival.” Next she was stripped of her gown and felt her nipples hardening in anticipation before Lothar announced “This is Pilot Officer Gethan de Burgh of the Earth Alliance here to serve you ever sexual need or desire.”

Gethan gasped as she beheld the most amazing creature she had ever seen in her short life. Light flashed from his wings and energy shot out from his loins. He or was it she? Or even ‘s/he?’ This being demonstrated the very best and desirable elements of both male and female. Gethan couldn’t wait until she could become entwined with this amazing creature.
 
“This is Pilot Officer Gethan de Burgh of the Earth Alliance here to serve you ever sexual need or desire.”

“Pilot Officer De Burgh is that true that you are here to serve our every sexual need and desire?”

Primus’s voice was as soft as silk, a dark deep silk so dangerously exciting that caressed the young golden beauty senses even as his dark velvet wings enveloped her gorgeous young body in a seductively sensual embrace. He let Gethan stand there in his embrace as his essence filled her senses, his intoxicating fragrance filling her nostrils and his body pressed closed to hers darkly promising unimagined pleasures. Slowly Primus opened his dark velvet wings, bearing Gethan naked young body to all. His hand slid down the sensual curves of her torso, across the quivering plain of her belly to cup her sweet little pussy. A single taloned finger slid along the soft moist rose pedal fold of the girl’s labia. Primus smiled as he felt the shy young human beauty’s sex flower at his touch.

“ You do want to please us with your gorgeous young body don’t you Pilot Officer de Burgh!”

It was not a question but rather a statement of fact. Primus’s fingers peeled back the little fleshy hood to bear her clit to his fingers loving attention as he continued Gethan’s public seduction. All eyes were on her drinking the young tawny golden beauty’s naked perfection.

“Beauty like yours my dear was meant to be seen to be appreciated.”

As he spoke his hands slowly took hers and gently but demandingly raised them to the nape of her neck as he whispered.

“Lace your fingers together Pilot Officer de Burgh”

His hands position her elbows pushing them out until her breast were thrust up and out as if in offering to those gathered before her.

“Pilot Officer de Burgh stand up straight my dear.”

Primus’s hand was placed firmly in the small of Gethan’s back as he gave a firm little push. Her back hollowed as her firm young breasts thrust out in the most salaciously delicious display.

“Now open you legs so they may see your naked perfection.”

When Gethan had been posed as Primus desired the rest of the imperial consolers slowly closed in around her as their hands began to caress her naked body taking the most indecent liberties with her sweet supple flesh. Their combined essences of pure lust filled the hapless young beauty’s nostrils with the most intoxicating fragrance. Yet it was Primus’s essence that was the strongest of all as if he had selected her for something special, something very darkly special.

Hands continued to caress and fondle the girl’s gorgeous young body in the most intimate ways possible. Then Gethan felt thin lips close over her right nipple, another over her left. Lips and fleeting kisses replaced the questing fingers. Those seductive little kissed light as the caress of a butterfly’s wing explored and adored every inch of her gorgeous young body and then as they delighted in her Gethan felt a long tongue slither along her sweet dewy labia, tasting her. The young beauty felt herself falling as she was borne down, as they were taking their pleasure from her.
 
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This was the most confusing yet erotic feeling Gethan had ever felt throughout her young life. These creatures were not of her own planet or solar system. Maybe they were not even from her own galaxy or time stream. Reality had been suspended and the young female was overcome with desire and apprehension, fear and lust.

She found herself naked yet unashamed and when told to open her legs to show her perfection she obediently submitted and found herself the object of attention, desire and exploration. It felt as if the very ground beneath her feet was falling away and she was drifting downwards as pleasures she had no right to enjoy engulfed her.

Her breasts were swollen yet hungry and her nipples begged to be released from the flesh that held them in place. Her sex was burning yet freezing, hot and cold and she found herself longing for it to be filled with cock and deluged with the hot living seed of her masters.

Somewhere, somehow she found an inner strength that meant she could stay awake to receive every assault on her honour that she welcomed. Eventually she was alone with the Primus and she stood up right as she addressed him. “I feel deep down that I will spend the rest of my existence on this planet so I’ve decided to surrender myself to the pleasures only you can give.” She was suddenly no longer the timid innocent virgin who had won her scholarship at the academy. Now she had morphed into a voluptuous demanding woman who wanted to be fulfilled. She continued “I want to feel you splash deep inside me. Come, take me, and ravish me. Make me glad I’m a woman!”
 
Primus watched almost detached as Gethan willingly obeyed every command she was given. He smiled in approval as she gave her gorgeous young body to the Imperial consul. Her movements were possessed of a fluid sensual grace as she arched her back offering her firm young breast and pebbled nipples to the suckling mouths of her Masters and Mistresses. Pilot Officer de Burgh's lily white thighs parted as she offered her tight little chaste pussy to those who now claimed her. This vibrant young creature was not the shy little virgin who offered her virginity to the Narian, JaKar. Nor was she the shy beauty who fell victim to Zimran’s dark essence. She had blossomed under the tutelage of Lothar and Praia to become a sensually aroused beauty now willing to freely serve her Master and Mistresses sexual needs and desires.

Pilot Officer Gethan de Burgh had no way of knowing that every thing sense her capture had been part of a game. A game to help reveal the boredom of the creatures she now served whole heartily with her body and soul. Primus knew very well the psychology the game was based on; forcing or persuading the captive to subject themselves to things that they may never considered enjoyable before, and then bring about a change in them so they come to embrace the thing that was taboo in their mind or even abhorrent to them, and ultimately desire it as a preference to the norm. The once pious young Alliance officer now willingly gave her gorgeous young body as she thrashed in ecstasy with her multiple partners. Gethan had taken her first steps on a long dark road

One by one her lovers left her until she and Primus were the only two left. Gethan turned her stunning blue eyes to this creature that had so captured her young imagination.

“I feel deep down that I will spend the rest of my existence on this planet so I’ve decided to surrender myself to the pleasures only you can give.”

Gethan had unknowingly taken yet another step in her dark journey for she had accepted that from this moment on she would be their sex slave. No longer the shy little virgin who would never have given voice to such a sinful acceptance of fate. Gethan had become a voluptuous demanding young woman who wanted her needs to be met, to be fulfilled as a woman.

“I want to feel you splash deep inside me. Come, take me, and ravish me. Make me glad I’m a woman!”

Primus cupped Gethan’s chin in the palm of his hand his thumb seductively slid over the bow of her moist rip lips.

“ Pilot Officer de Burgh you must earn that privilege and the pleasure it brings you.”

His lips brush Gethan’s with a darkly seductive and fleeting kiss.

“You will dance for me Pilot officer de Burgh.”

Primus stepped back from the girl his eyes now shown dark crimson and gold holding Gethan’s captive as the serpent holds the hapless bird before he strikes.

Hold out your hand Pilot officer de Burgh so I am bind them."

As if by magic a black satin ribbon appeared in Primus’s taloned fingers.

“ Pilot Officer de Burgh once I have bound you I am going to hang you by your wrests until you balance on your tip toes my dear.”

His eyes never left Gethan’s his dark radiance and essence caressed her gorgeous young body like a thousand fingers teasing and pleasing her.

“ I will teach you the dark pleasure of the sensual caress of leather on your soft flawless skin Gethan.”

Primus stood just out side of her reach and yet the heat from his body bathed the young beauty until her skin glistened in a fine seen of sweat.

‘Then I will teach its seductive fiery kiss…………Oh yes it will bring you pain my sweet but then their will be a pleasure that you can not even begin to imagine my dear.”

Again Primus lips brushed the young beauty’s. This time he let that kiss linger and deepen until they shared but a single life giving breath. He let his presence, his touch, and their kiss slowly sap her will as he seduced her body and soul.

“Hold out you hands to me Gethan!”
 
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Little of the innocent Gethan survived the experiences she had been through and what was left was being stripped away. She held out her hands in a spirit of absolute submission and allowed herself to be positioned to enjoy the next revelation.

As her hands were bound together she submitted to being hung by her wrists until she was on tip toe. Already moaning she felt something welling up deep below her surface and she almost fainted with lust at Primus’s words “… I will teach its seductive fiery kiss … Oh yes it will bring you pain my sweet but then their will be a pleasure that you can not even begin to imagine my dear”

Her eyes bulged open as she saw the leather but not with fear, she was engrossed by desire. She knew there would be pain but she was used to that. Way back when she surrendered her innocence she had felt pain but now she knew the joys of orgasmic surrender and she longed for the next encounter.

“I cannot wait for my next lesson to see what wonders you have in store for me now!” For one brief moment she wondered about the Alliance and if there were any search parties being set up. Then she corrected herself and began to hum with anticipation.
 
There was a sweet trusting innocence to the golden haired beauty as she held out her hands to be bound. Yet there was also a dark sensually excitement that shown in Gethan de Burgh’s smoldering blue eyes. Primus loved the young human beauty’s adoring submission to his will, the way her soft blue eyes grew wide with a heady mixture of fear and dark sexual longing as he whispered in her ear that there would be pain but the pleasure would be beyond anything she had experienced so far.


Gethan was putty in his hands as she allowed herself to being hung by her wrists until she was on tip toes. Already the girl’s intoxicating arousal filled Primus’s nostrils.

“I cannot wait for my next lesson to see what wonders you have in store for me now!”

There was for a moment a far away look in Pilot Officer De Burgh’s stunningly expressive eyes as if she was lost I thought, a pensive look marred her flawless beauty. Primus caressed the back of Gethan’s cheek with the back of his hand as he fed his little human concubine another douse of his dark hypnotic essence. He was pleased when the girl’s gorgeous young body began to hum with anticipation.

“Spread your legs wider Pilot Officer de Burgh!”

Primus took his time as he studied Gethan supple young body as he determined which lash would most excite and tempt the girl’s gorgeous young body something to excite and seduce yet not mare her flawless beauty or mark it. That would come later but for now his little neophyte to pain and pleasure needed something less demanding. In the end he chose a riding crop. Its soft supple leather tab capable of both a darkly sensual and seductive caress as well as a biting fiery kiss to set the girl screaming in pain if he chose. Primus flexed the braided shaft of the crop before the bound golden beauty. He sliced it through the air letting Gethan here its soft seductive whisper then he slashed it against his boot top and there was no doubt that this simple device could cause her searing pain.

Which h shall it be first my sweet pleasure or pain?”

As he spoke Gethan’s Lord and Master seductively caressed her sensitive inner thigh with the soft supple leather tab ever so slowly the crop sensually crept closer and closer to the girl’s splayed and vulnerable little pussy. A flick of his wrist and Gethan felt the seductive fiery kiss of leather high on her inner thigh. Followed by that darkly sensual caress. Then she felt the braided shaft of the crop pressed between her moist rose pedal pink folds each pass cleaved deeper and deeper until each ridge of the braided shaft caressed, tempted and teased her throbbing little clit.
 
Gethan found the hypnotic essence not only increased her desire, it had an effect on her intellect as well. As her wrists were hoisted upwards and she was compelled to stand on tip toe the situation became clearer. She had always believed there was a god somewhere but he was difficult to find. Somehow she had been transported from one section of the galaxy to another and yet she still believed there was some sort of divine plan. She knew the Alliance would attempt a rescue but if Einstein was right it wouldn’t matter. Those who mounted were now dead as were everyone she ever knew. Maybe her section of the galaxy no longer existed. Yet she was still alive and there had to be a reason.

As she mused she heard Primus order “Spread your legs wider Pilot Officer de Burgh!” As if by clockwork she obeyed as she opened her legs and felt the dampness that was already there. Primus continued “Which h shall it be first my sweet pleasure or pain?”

Before she could respond Primus had already chosen a leather and used it on her inner thigh. There was a mixture of both pain and pleasure as her body tried to master both. As the soft crop tease her clit she let out an enormous groan as her consciousness flipped beyond reason. Her body was still tied by the wrists but she found she was looking down on herself. Yet every measure of stimulation was felt deep inside her.

As her physical body jumped in orgasm so her etheric counterpart did the same but without the inconvenience of tiredness or pain. Slowly the bridge between pleasure and pain blurred until she found herself back in her body feeling stronger, sexier and more alive than ever. Opening her mouth she declared to Primus “I’m ready to move on to the next phase but first I want to tell you that there is so much more to life than just physical stimulation. And I was sent to teach you how to harness it!”
 
Primus studied his little humane concubine, the way she seemed to so willingly now accept her fate, the way her gorgeous young body reacted to the dark essence that was his. The hypnotic effect it had on her will, bending it and yet not breaking, it leaving her young soul intact, at least for the moment. He was pleased the way the golden beauty responded to the sensual caress of the leather, the way her soft azure blue eyes sparked with fire at the first seductive fiery kiss of the leather on the girl’s inner thigh. As the braid shaft of the leather crop tease Gethan’s clit she let out an enormous groan as he supple young body arched and strained for its sensual caress. The air was heavey with the intoxicating fragrance of Pilot Officer de Burgh’s arousal as she screamed out her ecstasy as she came violently to the caress of the riding crop, her gorgeous young body shimmering in a fine sheen of sweat from the violence of her orgasm.

“I’m ready to move on to the next phase but first I want to tell you that there is so much more to life than just physical stimulation. And I was sent to teach you how to harness it!”

Gethan gasped as she hung in her bounds the willing victim offering her body to her Lord and Master. Primus smiled down into the girl’s smoldering soft blue eyes.

“Oh yes child of the light there is so much more than just physical stimulation……”

As he spoke the shaft of the riding crop slid from between the soft moist folds of Gethan’s pussy. The motion was subtitle, slow, sensual and designed to bring her to the brink of another soul wrenching orgasm and yet in the end leaving her so empty and wanting.

“…….yet it is not you who are to teach us, but we who are to teach YOU!”

The soft leather tab of the riding crop trailed over the firm rounded swell of Gethan’s derrière then sudden as the strike of summer lightening the crop whistled through the air and its fiery kiss exploded in a hot searing pain that was so intense it was almost like the searing pleasure of her orgasm. As Primus slowly circled the bound golden beauty he mingled the seductive fiery kisses of the crop with the sensual caress of the leather as the supple tab crept up the sensual curves of her torso. Primus once more smiled into Gethan’s smoldering blue eyes as he began to explore the firm contours of her heaving breasts with the crop.

“ Are you truly read for the next level my sweet girl.”

He gave Pilot Officer de Burgh’s throbbing engorged nipple a sharp tap with the crop leaving her no illusions of the pleasure and pain he would demand of her.
 
Much of what Primus said and did washed over Gethan as her body, mind and spirit, her very soma battled to understand, evolve and fulfil whatever was to be her destiny. She was brought up and plunged back into consciousness by the last question “Are you truly read for the next level my sweet girl?”

“Of course I am … you have no idea what I have seen. Somehow you have ripped me from my time zone and shot me across the galaxy at speeds no one from my time could imagine. Now my planet, its solar system maybe even its star system may not even exist. Certainly everyone I ever knew is dead, buried and long forgotten. Yet I am still here for a purpose I don’t know but will soon find out.”

Looking across Primus she made deep eye contact, soul to soul communication. “I’ve served on ships where the very power of orgasmic lust has been harnessed to raise them to warp speed. I have made love, in all its meaning with some of the greatest lovers of this galaxy. I received their seed, their living vibrant seed into my once innocent womb and I’ve conceived children. Not physically, but spiritually so my consciousness and that of my lovers influences thought and design are being used again and again to bring light to the universe. So yes, I’m ready to move on, to use pain and pleasure together to bring love into realms we have never even dreamed of.”

Suddenly she was out of her body again looking down on the scene as she sensed Primus was ready to continue. Using thought she sought to communicate with him “Take me … love me … and make love to me …” Not knowing if she was alive or dead, in space or back on earth Gethan braced herself for total surrender.
 
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