No Escape. ( closed)

“I will be you Master Vixen, now and for al times if that is what you truly desire.”

The rapture lord gasped his cock pressed to Jenna’s maiden head.


"Yessss, "Jenna groaned low and softly in his ear, almost a growl. "Yes that's what I want!" As she gasped out the last word her hips rocked hard and she plunged downward breaking her maidenhead over his cock with a soft whimper at the small flare of pain as it tore away once more.

Holding still for a moment to adjust to the delicious size of him filling her once more her eyes blazed with love and passion and her body arched to the teaseing caresses of his tentacles. Finally she began to roll her hips in a slow rhythem designed to taunt them both by building their pleasure but never quite pushing either of them to release.

"Take me Master, use me and cover me in the evidence of your pleasure, mark me as yours."
 
"Yessss,………Yes that's what I want!"

As she gasped out the last word her hips rocked hard and she plunged downward breaking her maidenhead over his cock with a soft whimper at the small flare of pain as it tore away once more.


Her sensually groaned answered filled Ja Dur with pride and pleasure his Vixen, yes she was his vixen and nothing would change that. Jenna had this time given her virginity willingly to him her body now clasping him like a vise, her passion raging as she gasped out on the edge of the pleasure that she had denied herself.

"Take me Master, use me and cover me in the evidence of your pleasure, mark me as yours."


Ja’s tentacles now withering madly with desire took their pleasure as well from Jenna’s body. Two coiling around the sensual curves of her torso attached to her passion swollen nipples their shape little fangs sinking into to her sensitive flesh. They vied to claim her tight ass, her succulent mouth and to gain access to her moist pussy, but only one was able to suckle at her clit. Those that could not enter Jenna’s body coiled around her caressed her soft silken skin with their slithering length. Their tongues flickered across her flawless skin, their sharp fangs nipping at all the little secret places that brought the red hair beauty pleasure. Ja Dur wrung shattering orgasms from his vixen and when his own climaxed burst forth he filled Jenna with his passion and bathed her body with it as well. The stunning red haired beauty skin glistened with the liquid pearls of his love for her.
 
Ja Dur wrung shattering orgasms from his vixen and when his own climaxed burst forth he filled Jenna with his passion and bathed her body with it as well. The stunning red haired beauty skin glistened with the liquid pearls of his love for her.

Jenna collapsed on top of Ja when finally his own release flooded into and onto her body. As it burst from the tentacles invading her she swallowed hard taking all of it that she could into her and purring softly. Snuggling in against him she continued to suckle softly on the tentacle between her lips and when he started to withdraw it she whimpered and pleaded with her eyes for him to leave it, to keep her body impaled in some small way.

He did as her eyes begged and her fingers stroked along the tentacle she lovngly caressed with her mouth. Contentment flooded through her as she rested on top of him, she was where she belonged and she knew that. Her only two regrets were that her implant worked so terribly well and that she couldn't shove her happiness in Mattock's face and make him choke on the fact that he'd given up everything for his revenge to have it come to nothing but her joy.
 
Snuggling in against him she continued to suckle softly on the tentacle between her lips and when he started to withdraw it she whimpered and pleaded with her eyes for him to leave it, to keep her body impaled in some small way. He did as her eyes begged and her fingers stroked along the tentacle she lovingly caressed with her mouth.

Ja Dur trilled in the soft suckling of Jenna’s mouth he smiled at her pleading eyes and granted her request, not only did he let the tentacle in her mouth remain but those that nestled in her tight little ass. His Vixen lay there resting on his chest still lovingly impaled those tentacles that wher not impaling the young firry beauty caressed her body and held her close to Ja.

“Vixen you please me so, you complete me, and I am only a shell without you.”

He was tired so very tired but he fought sleep for he wished only to gaze upon his vixen to feel her body gripping him. But soon sleep could not be denied. When he woke they would board JACE. Let Mattock sleep this night for he will never have another in this world.

Ja Dur did not seek vengeance on Mattock but he also knew if Jenna was to live with out fear then the General had to die. He set his body to guard and ward his Vixen if she tried to do something foolish like leave ten she soon would find his tentacles had other uses than just giving pleasure.
 
Jenna purred softly as he left her body fully impaled by him and drifted off to sleep. She herself couldn't sleep. Her mind was spinning both from the pleasure of being in his arms again and the worry that Mattock would find out about it and find some way to ruin her joy. She would have to kill him or eventually he'd just come back after her again. If she could free herself from his grip she knew she could be on the General's destroyer and back before Ja ever woke, after all she knew the ship well enough to find her way quickly.

Slowly she eased him from her body by feigning sleep. She was cautious becuase she didn't want to wake him and she knew what a light sleeper he could be. About a half hour after he fell asleep her body shifted and the tentacle in her mouth slid free as she turned her head and snuggled down more on top of him so that her head rested next to his. Because of her height this pulled her up and off his cock as well leaving only the tentacles in her ass to free herself from as they seemed to follow her.

There was nothing for it she was simply going to have to pull away which would no doubt wake him. As she did so she rolled from the bed and sauntered across the room to the bathroom. She actually did use the room and when she returned she found she'd been right and he was awake and looking at her from half lidded eyes. Climbing back into the bed she snuggled in against his side and nuzzled his neck softly before pretending to be asleep once more.
 
When she first stirred Ja Dur knew it and yet he did nothing. Jenna must have been a very good thief he decided as she slowly untangled herself from the loving embrace of his tentacles. He could almost hear her curse when at last she was forced to pull the last two from her snug little ass. Ja begrudgingly admired his Vixen as she retuned from the bathroom. Climbing back into the bed she snuggled in against his side and nuzzled his neck softly before pretending to be asleep once more.

Jenna O’Reily’s slave collar sent a constant stream of information to Ja Durand he was quite well aware that she was pretending to sleep slowly he willed his breathing to slow and steady and to all outward appearances he slept his arm lightly draped over his vixen. He waited and she stirred just slightly and Ja rolled from her as he did often as he slept. He let Jenna get almost to the door before one of his tentacles shoot out to warped around her ankle bring her to the floor.

“I was hoping that you had learned wisdom Vixen.”

There was a great sadness in his voice as he spoke. His yellow gold eyes glowing in the dark of the small room.

“So you thought to sneak off take your revenge on Mattock and then slip back here before I woke.”

There was a deadly silence that lingered between Master and Vixen. His words where harsh and they where meant to be.

“Tell me Jenna O’Reily are all human’s so fixated on revenge that they refuse to think? What made you think you could kill him and then slip away undetected? Mattock is the type of man that makes enemies. Do you think he has lived this long by playing the fool, did you consider that his quarters are guarded in ways you do not know?”

Ja Dur released his hold on her ankle and watched as she stood.

“Now go if you must or come here and I will tell you what my intentions are for I know he must die if you are to have peace.”
 
“I was hoping that you had learned wisdom Vixen.”

Fuck! she thought to herself. How the hell had he...the collar! Damnit she'd been trying to use it all damned day and had forgotten to ask him if it was still working. Obviously it was. It so wasn't fair that he could use something like that to read her so well.

“Tell me Jenna O’Reily are all human’s so fixated on revenge that they refuse to think? What made you think you could kill him and then slip away undetected? Mattock is the type of man that makes enemies. Do you think he has lived this long by playing the fool, did you consider that his quarters are guarded in ways you do not know?”

Her own amber eyes narrowed slightly at the accusation in his voice. Of course she'd thought about what she was doing! She'd spent three months with Mattock did he really think she hadn't scrounged every inch of his chambers? Of course that didn't mean the hallways couldn't be gaurded in ways she wasn't aware of and that thought gave her pause. Mattock might very well have been expecting her to try and come for him tonight, what were the penalties on this planet for an escaped pleasure slave who sought to kill her old Master?

“Now go if you must or come here and I will tell you what my intentions are for I know he must die if you are to have peace.”

Rising to her feet she glanced at the door and slowly turned away from it to come and sit beside him. His tone of voice told her he was disappointed in her and that she was in trouble as well. She couldn't meet his eyes as a blush colored her skin and she sat quietly listening to him.
 
Rising to her feet she glanced at the door and slowly turned away from it to come and sit beside him. She couldn't meet his eyes as a blush colored her skin and she sat quietly listening to him.

“Most of the fleet is in dry dock, or refueling. There is a light fighter screen with squadrons on standby on Mattock’s Star Destroyer. They are geared to expect a fighter strike from space. The Star Destroyer will look for a planet based attack. We attack from the planet with JACE fast and swift staying cloaked till we fire.”

Ja Dur had laid out the tactical situation, his plan was daring and so outrageous that it had a good chance of success. He raise Jenna’s chin so she had to look into his eyes.

“Which shall it be Jenna your way or my way both may fail?”

Ja understood the need for revenge, to see death come into your enemy’s eyes see his life fade away under your hand , and he also knew the nightmares that followed after wards and what it did to the soul and he had no wish for his Vixen to suffer something she could not even conceive of.

“Which shall it be?”
 
“Which shall it be?”

Jenna's eyes held his quietly while she thought. Slowly she shook her head, her voice soft and quiet, "Neither Master. My plan was foolish, yours is brave but both have too many variables that could thwart them and leave us in Mattock's power or dead. Perhaps we should just wait a time. He thinks a Tellurian bought me, let him continue to think so. Let him sleep sweet and heavy at night secure in the knowledge that you are dead and I am safely out of reach.

When we come for him let it be a time of our choosing Master, when the odds are all stacked on our side and our sucess is almost gauranteed."

Her teeth sank into her lower lip as she spoke, and eyes that had gone distant refocused on him to see his reaction to her words. A small part of her mind couldn't help but wonder too if and how he would punish her for trying to sneak away though those thoughts she pushed out of her mind to focus on the issue at hand.
 
"Neither Master. My plan was foolish, yours is brave but both have too many variables that could thwart them and leave us in Mattock's power or dead. Perhaps we should just wait a time. He thinks a Tellurian bought me, let him continue to think so. Let him sleep sweet and heavy at night secure in the knowledge that you are dead and I am safely out of reach.

There was a certain wisdom to what Jenna said for despite the fact that Mattock believed that He had died, he would still be wary of attack from the Galactic Federation forces and as Ja Dur him self had said General Mattock did not get as old as he was by playing the fool.

When we come for him let it be a time of our choosing Master, when the odds are all stacked on our side and our success is almost guaranteed."

Jenna O’Reily’s soft voice called him back to the present, her evaluation of both the tactical and strategic situation was sound, and bared careful dispassionate consideration. Jenna worried her lower lip her teeth pulling at it as she sat by him on that narrow cot, her soft amber eyes focusing on him as she spoke. Ja Dur knew that his Vixen needed to be punished for trying to sneak off to take matters into her own hands, he also knew he could not let it go unpunished for if he did it would only encourage the headstrong little beauty to be impulsive and to continually place them in danger needlessly. He had taught her well had taught Jenna how to turn pain to pleasure, to survive what Mattock would do to her so a purely physical punishment would not do, besides the young beauty did have a passion for darker passions as well as tender passions, nor could in be capacious for that would serve no purpose either.

“What you say is true Vixen, but it needs more to convince Mattock, that I am dead and you are brought low, the property of a Tellurian.”

Ja Dur paused to ponder Jenna’s punishment, as well as how best to convince the General that his plan had in fact succeeded. Ja explained to his firry little Vixen why she had to be punished, and that he took no joy in doing so.

“Vixen the fleet will be in dry-dock for another week till all his ships have been refueled and repaired. One third of the fleet will have shore leave here on Cheiphis 3 at a time till all have had a chance to relax.”

Ja paused for he knew what he would say next would hurt Jenna more than any beating he could give her.

“No Tellurian would pass up the opportunity to make money off his new Pleasure Slave.”

Ja could see true fear in Jenna’s eyes as he spoke those words.

“You will serve them with your body, learn to hold your temper and find out as much from there lose talk as you can, for knowledge of his fleet’s movement will be the key to our success and it will convince Mattock that his revenge is complete.”
 
“No Tellurian would pass up the opportunity to make money off his new Pleasure Slave.”

Ja could see true fear in Jenna’s eyes as he spoke those words.

“You will serve them with your body, learn to hold your temper and find out as much from there lose talk as you can, for knowledge of his fleet’s movement will be the key to our success and it will convince Mattock that his revenge is complete.”


Jenna's eyes flashed wide at Ja's words, he couldn't be serious?! Did he truly mean to prostitute her out to the General's men? The unwavering look in his eyes told her he did and she felt her temper flaring sharply at the thought. Her voice turned as cold and distant as any tone she had ever used with Mattock. "As you wish Master."

Shifting away from him she stretched out on the edge of the cot as far away physically as she could get from him. She was furious as she lay there. Her heart was racing with the urge to rol over and beat her small fists against his chest while she ranted and raved. She knew he'd chosen a fitting punishment, one that would gaurantee she learned the lesson he inteded, but that didn't stop her from wanting to tear him to pieces for it.
 
Her voice turned as cold and distant as any tone she had ever used with Mattock. "As you wish Master."

Ja Dur felt Jenna’s body stiffen he saw the cold distant look in her amber eyes, the flash of temper. He saw Jenna O’Reily pulling into herself, wrapping herself in righteous indignation, struggling to hold her temper, and he was not about to give her that escape for his punishment was meant to teach her not harm her. Ja Dur seized Jenna by the shoulder’s he turned her to him, his eyes, held hers with a fierce possessiveness.


“ You think this is what I Want? Do you think I take pleasure from this punishment Jenna?”

Ja’s voice shook with a raw emotion that Jenna O’Reily had never seen in him before. His body was visibly shaking and there was such a deep sadness in his eyes that it hurt to look at them.

“You temper, your unguarded words have put both our lives in danger time and again Jenna and for what a momentary revenge. Your hatred of mattock is as hot as your passion but it threatens you as nothing else does.”

His voice shook with frustration, his eyes searching hers begging pleading for an answer.

“Tell me what choice do I have Jenna, If you see another way the tell me now.”
 
Jenna squeaked angrily as he pulled her around to face him, she'd accepted what her punishment was to be damnit that didn't mean she had to like or be happy about it! Surely he didn't expect her to just smile sweetly on hearing that she was going to have to service Mattock's men?! Her eyes glared into his, the amber color roiling with anger that bled out when she heard the raw emotion in his voice.

“ You think this is what I Want? Do you think I take pleasure from this punishment Jenna? You temper, your unguarded words have put both our lives in danger time and again Jenna and for what a momentary revenge. Your hatred of mattock is as hot as your passion but it threatens you as nothing else does.”

His voice shook with frustration, his eyes searching hers begging pleading for an answer.

“Tell me what choice do I have Jenna, If you see another way the tell me now.”


She couldn't meet his eyes and looked away as he shook her shoulder trying to make her understand. She did understand but she still didn't like it, her anger bled from her though as he spoke. She'd already admitted to herself that such a punishment was pretty clever on his part. A purely physical punishment wouldn't have been effective and they both knew it, he'd taught her too well there.

She knew that this punishment made sense on more than one level as well. It would cement her new status in Mattock's mind as being owned by a Tellurian and it would earn them the money they would need while they bided their time. Mattock's men really weren't that bad, she'd gotten to know many of them as they shifted through duty rotations on the Destroyer and except for the ensign who'd learned the hard way not to touch her and Captain DeSade she had liked most of them.

Finally she sighed softly and slumped in defeat. She really coulding think of a punishment that would be just as effective on so many levels. Damned clever Rapture. Her voice was soft but it was no longer cold or distant. "No, I can't think of anything better. Just keep Ensign O'Rielly and Captain DeSade away from me Ja. The Ensign will be looking for payback and the Captain just delights in hurting people and not in a good way. Most of the men will have loose tongues around me, they've become accustomed to talking to me when I wasn't in Mattock's meetings or when I had free time to roam the ship."
 
"No, I can't think of anything better. Just keep Ensign O'Rielly and Captain DeSade away from me Ja. The Ensign will be looking for payback and the Captain just delights in hurting people and not in a good way. Most of the men will have loose tongues around me, they've become accustomed to talking to me when I wasn't in Mattock's meetings or when I had free time to roam the ship."

Jas saw his vixen’s body slump in defeat, her anger drain from her cold amber eyes, and a soft glow of acceptance replace it. She was not happy about it, nor did Ja expect her to be for that would defeat it as a punishment. He had no wish to break the young redheaded’s spirit for he did so love it. Yet she had to learn to curb the excesses of youth. His lips brushed hers and then he rose to dress. Now the problem was what was Jenna to wear. She had been stripped on the action block and led naked from the slave market I would never do to have her walking the streets of Cheiphis 3 naked. Ja Dur pulled the blanket from the bed and tossed it to his Vixen.

“I do believe we need to go to the markets to find an appropriate outfits for a Pleasure slave.”

Ja and Jenna spent the morning shopping and when they returned to the little room Ja Dur told her to dress. The next day he would find a small house where Jenna could entertain the men of the fleet.
 
“I do believe we need to go to the markets to find an appropriate outfits for a Pleasure slave.”

Ja and Jenna spent the morning shopping and when they returned to the little room Ja Dur told her to dress. The next day he would find a small house where Jenna could entertain the men of the fleet.


Jenna couldn't help but chuckle softly when he threw her the blanket and she did perk up a bit at the mention of shopping. Like most women it was something she enjoyed, it was just something she'd never been able to indulge in much. She wrapped the blanket around herself like a cloak and was grateful that it was think enough not to be too bulky. When Ja clipped the leash to her collar she followed him out into the marketplace of Cheiphas 3.

The first place they stopped was a cobblers shop and Jenna was delighted to pick out soft suedes and shiney patent leathers for her boots. Some only came up to her knees and others hugged her legs all the way up to her thighs but all would be a perfect fit as the old man that owned the shop seemed to measure her legs in a million different places. Each pair had at least a four inch heel as well. If he hadn't seemed so detached while doing it Jenna would have accused him of feeling her up but his hands never strayed above the top line of his measurements or touched her in a way that wasn't utterly professional.

They waited for him to finish the first pair as Jenna had no footwear along with no clothes. When they were done she purred softly and snapped the buckles that closed the shiney patent leather around her calf. This pair ran all the way up her thighs and stopped a mere four inches from the juncture of her thighs, the shiney patent leather clinging like a second skin to her legs and a line of buckles along the outside drawing attention as well as serving to hold the boot closed. She made a few circuits of the room to get her balance before smiling brightly, "Perfection! You my Lord are an artist," she said and swept the cobbler a low bow of gratitude.

The old man mumbled something about Pleasure Slaves and their baubbles but it was obvious from the sparkle in his eyes that he appreciated the compliment.

The rest of the day passed in a blur and somewhere along the way the blanket was discarded as a dress to match the boots was found. It was odd to look in the mirror and see her body almost entirely encased in the shiney leather. The dress left her arms bare and fell nearly to the tops of her boots leaving only about an inch of her legs visible, and clung to her body as tightly as the boots did her legs. It was good she wore nothing under it because there simply wouldn't have been room. Without the blanket wrapped around her it became necessary to braid her hair as well and a shiney strip of leather was found to bind it and complete the outfit.

After that all she could remember was giggling softly when Ja would choose something that made her blush and the simply pleasure of choosing things that were useful more than provacative. By the time they headed back to their room at the Inn she had a larger wardrobe being prepared for her then she'd ever owned on Earth.

As they entered the room Jenna threw herself at Ja with a soft laugh and pressed small kisses all over his face as was her habit when she was feeling giddy and happy. "That might have been a purposeful trip but it was fun too. Thank you Master."
 
Ja Dur was always amazed at how much a little girl Jenna O’Reily really was. She should have been hard callous almost by the life of a petty thief that she had led on Earth, or better and withdrawn from the fate that Mattock had mandated for her. But there was something about her free wild spirit, the way she could turn defeat in to victory or a the very least get her own back with a look or a gesture , or even a biting retort. Yes her wild spirit was her saving grace as well as her greatest weakness.

Jenna O’Reily was as giddy as a school girl as she tuned in a sexy little pirouette when she had her new boots. The red haired Vixen loved the sensual feel of leather against her skin, Ja could tell by the way she maliciously smoothed every wrinkle from them so they fit her legs flawlessly. The impish smile as she gazed in the mirror at the way the dress left her arms bare and fell nearly to the tops of her boots leaving only about an inch of her legs visible, and clung to her body as tightly as the boots did her legs. It was good she wore nothing under it because there simply wouldn't have been room, her nipples taunt, and clearly visible pressing against the smooth leather. The way her fingers nimbly braided her flaming tresses then secured it.

When at last their shopping done they returned to the small room where they had spent the night. The door was no sooner closed, and Ja had slipped off the cloak that had hidden his features. Before his vixen threw herself at Ja with a soft laugh and pressed small kisses all over his face as was her habit when she was feeling giddy and happy.

"That might have been a purposeful trip but it was fun too. Thank you Master."


Ja Smiled than gave Jenna a swift swat on her firm derrière as a gentle reminder that this was a punishment but her smile and her girlish joy could not he swayed by that swat.

“Come here you naughty Vixen .”

They fell into each other’s arms as Jenna giggled and purred like a very , very, naughty Kitten.


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The next day Ja Dur rented a small house not far from the slave markets. Ther was a small setting room wher Jenna would meet the men that came to buy her charms, two bedroom one of which was where she would entertain them. Besides the bed there was a “X” of St Andrew, a few restraints for some of the men’s darker passions, the other room was wher Ja ad Jenna would stay. Ja let it be known that a new Pleasure slave would be available for the pleasure of all those that had the price. The hour dictated for the opening of pleasure house on Cheiphis 3 drew near and men where already lining up by the door. Ja Dur kissed Jenna O’Reily’s cheek and then squeezed her hand. Get dressed Vixen chose something that will truly catch there attention.

As Ja Dur looked out on the queue that waited to sample the newest tart on Cheiphis 3 fate once again seemed to conspire against them for the first man in line nursed a broken hand newly healed. And wore the uniform of an Ensign.

When Jenna came out to show Ja her selection she whirled in a small circle so he could see her from every angle.

He smiled his approval and then drew her to see the man.

“Is That Ensign O'Rielly?”

He was the first man in line and they hardly could afford to turn him away. They both knew it but Ja would keep his word to his Vixen if that is what she desired.

“Shall I turn him away Vixen?”
 
Jenna looked through the array of clothing they'd bought the day before and hummed softly to herself. Her hair was already in a tight braid and the first thing she chose were boots. Today it was a soft tan suede that clung to calves and came up to her knees. The zipper along the inside was so well done as to be nearly invisible. To go with the boots she chose an outfit made of the same color suede. A short sleeveless dress that just barely covered the curve of her ass and looked like it was in constant danger of falling down her breasts. If the fit hadn't been so perfect it would have. The dress accetuated her golden skin and made her amber eyes glow softly.

Entering the sitting room she spun slowly for Ja before joining him at the window and nearly cursing when she saw the first man in line.

“Is That Ensign O'Rielly?”

He was the first man in line and they hardly could afford to turn him away. They both knew it but Ja would keep his word to his Vixen if that is what she desired.

“Shall I turn him away Vixen?”


"Yes that's him. No, don't turn him away but make it clear that retribution for his broken bones - I took out a couple of his ribs as well - won't be tolerated." A smile smile curved her lips as a thought occured to her. "If you don't mind Master, would you make it clear to him that if he tried to damage me I've been given permission to protect YOUR investment. After all it would be a waste of your money to have bought and outfitted a Pleasure Slave to have her first customer make her unable to earn you a repayment on the money you spent."
 
A smile curved her lips as a thought occurred to her.

"If you don't mind Master, would you make it clear to him that if he tried to damage me I've been given permission to protect YOUR investment. After all it would be a waste of your money to have bought and outfitted a Pleasure Slave to have her first customer make her unable to earn you a repayment on the money you spent."


“Naughty Vixen, I shall but you must be a good Vixen and make the Ensign purr.”

Ja Dur would make sure Jenna was safe but perhaps fate had not been so cruel by having her nemeses Ensign O'Rielly, to be her first client.

“Who knows Pet the price may be to high for the Ensign.”

When the door open for all intents and proposes Ja Dur Apre looked and Acted like a Tellurian. He had to use a universal translator to hide his rapture hiss. The mechanical voice asked O'Rielly what his pleasure was.

“I want that bitch chained and to be whipped and then take her like the bitch she is.”

Ja Dur made it clear he would not have his property marred or damaged and if it was the Ensign would pay with his life, and become Jenna’s replacement, a male whore in accordance with the laws of Cheiphis 3.

“Ther price for what you desire sir is 2000 credits.”

This was three months pay for the man. Without hesitation he paid.

“Lead the way bitch”

he snarled at Jenna, Ja Dur nodded for her to go with the man. When the door had closed behind them O'Rielly smiled as he rubbed his injured hand.

“Strip bitch everything”.

And then he pointed to the “X” cross. Jenna O’Reily’s punishment had truly started.
 
Jenna watched as the Ensign paid the amount Ja Dur quoted without even blinking an eyes and couldn't help but marvel at the man. Was the right to beat her truly worth so much to him? All she'd done was protect herself against him and the General surely would have done worse than she had if she hadn't, didn't the man know this?

Apparently not.

“Lead the way bitch”

Jenna looked to Ja Dur and saw the nod that signaled her to go with the Ensign. Once her back was to the foul man her eyes rolled up high in her head. He was snarling and calling her a bitch like a 5 year old boy with a skinned knee. He was not going to be pleasant but Jenna suspected she could handle him, and if he got out of line she had permission to protect herself. As she walked she gave her hips an added dip, deliberatly taunting the Ensign's lusts.

“Strip bitch everything”.

Jenna had to fight the urge to roll her eyes. He really was unimaginative but at least her knew clothes wouldn't be ruined. She stripped slowly, making a show of it despite the fact that she had little to remove. Folding her garments lightly she set her dress and boots in a corner and pressed herself to the St. Andrew's X. Her arms reached up willingly allowing him to bind her in place and then her feet parted letting him bind her ankles as well.

With her back bared to him she couldn't see what he was doing and she waited silently for the pain to begin.
 
Jenna a could not know how correct she was for Ensign O'Rielly came from a rather distinguished family he had been use to getting his way in everything. This meant that he had an outstanding lack of imagination. His piggish little eyes bulged from him pudgy face as he watch Jenna O’Reily’s hip sway provocatively, by the time Jenna had finished stripping he was virtually panting. Ensign O'Rielly had never seen such a stunning beauty naked before and his lust for her was soon overcoming his desire to hurt her.

Folding her garments lightly she set her dress and boots in a corner and pressed herself to the St. Andrew's X. Her arms reached up willingly allowing him to bind her in place and then her feet parted letting him bind her ankles as well. His hands where sweaty and trembling as he bound her to the Andrew's X. they trembled as he rand them down the stunning redhead’s back, along the sinuous curve of her ass.

With her back bared to him Jenna tensed waiting for the first blow to fall, yet it never did instead she heard him undoing his trousers the soft thud as they fell to the floor then his naked legs and groin pressed to her ripe tight ass . his mouth slobbered kisses along her back and neck and he thrust his pitifully little cock into her ass scream in a falsetto voice.

“Takes this you bitch.”

He humped her like a pup humps a leg and soon his little cock spit its meager load over the soft curves of Jenna’s ass. Hitching up his trouser her released Jenna from her bonds and then he glared at her as if he where the conquer of the known universe.

“Know you have been taken by a real man Bitch. Get dressed.”

Ensign O'Rielly had taken a little over 15 minutes to prove his domination and manhood to Jenna before he strolled out of the little house. And so Jenna’s first client left.
 
“Know you have been taken by a real man Bitch. Get dressed.”

Jenna was startled to say the least. She watched the Ensign leave the room and shook her head softly once he was gone. Slipping into the attached bathroom she ran a warm, damp cloth over the curve of her ass where he'd come on her skin. The twit hadn't even allowed himself the pleasure of coming inside of a warm body! More the fool him but Jenna wouldn't complain, it made her clean up easier and it wouldn't do for her to go to one client with the scent of the previous one still on her skin.

Appearing back in the sitting room only ten minutes after the Ensign had left she offered Ja a small smile and smoothed her dress one more time. There'd been no reason to change since the Ensign had had her strip before touching her. And to think she'd been worried about him! She could only wish all her clients would be so easy though she knew better.

Glancing out the window she saw the next man in line and smiled slightly. It was a Major who had always been kind to Jenna though she'd seen sparks of darker passions in his eyes when he thought she wasn't looking. They'd gotten along well when she was on the Destroyer. He'd been amazed to find out she was an avid reader thanks to the fact that Earth was littered with libraries and they'd often spoken of books she'd read before crossing the General's path.

She didn't think he'd be finished with her nearly as quickly or easily as the Ensign but she suspected she would enjoy him as a client much more. She saw Ja looking at her and smiled slightly, "He's a good sort, at least he was always nice to me. He might make use of the toys available and he'll most likely return as regularly as his leave time allows if the price isn't too high. He's well placed to have the sort of information we want and we were on friendly enough terms that my asking questions won't seem out of place."
 
He's a good sort, at least he was always nice to me. He might make use of the toys available and he'll most likely return as regularly as his leave time allows if the price isn't too high. He's well placed to have the sort of information we want and we were on friendly enough terms that my asking questions won't seem out of place."

Ja nodded and a smile creased his lips for now his little vixen was beginning to think instead of just react. Ja Showed the Major in and only charged 500 credits a reasonable price for the services of a pleasure slave.

“One hour came the mechanical voice of Ja’s universal translator.”

The major pressed another 1500 credits into Ja’s hand, and informed him he wished four hours with the girl. Ja Dur bowed as Jenna led the Major into her room. He took in the room with the practiced eye of a solider and noted the various device in the room.

Miss O’Reily isn’t it I desire something more active and imaginative the simply taking my pleasure from your body. I wish you to seduce me for you to use toys on yourself to excite your body then I want you to beg me to take you.

He sat there and waited for a moment, considering a bit longer, before he added.

I shall have to give you a very sharp spanking if you fail to please me.

There was a teasing gleam in his eyes as he spoke.
 
Jenna was startled when the Major pressed the extra money into Ja's hand. It made a total of 2000 credits which was a lot of money even for a Major. She couldn't help the small twinge of pride that slid through her to know that he wanted her enough to lay down so much cash for just a few hours pleasure.

As she lead him to her room she kept the sway of her hips slow and enticing, already starting the show for him. She had like this man on the Destroyer and she still did. Pleasing him wouldn't really be punishment, it would be her pleasure to return the kindness he'd always shown her and then some. She hadn't mentioned it to Ja at the door but the Major was one of the few people who knew just how often she spent crying during her free time on the General's ship. He'd come looking for her once to loan her a book to read while the General was in his meetings...and found her curled up in one of the holo-suites. Her eyes had been red rimmed and swollen and she was still hiccupping from crying so hard.

She'd been able to tell he felt as awkward as she did at finding her that way but he'd been kindness itself getting her tissues, a glass of water and a blanket. To her surprise he's then say down and just listened while she explained her tears - mourning a lost love - and finally he'd hugged her gently until she felt steady enough to go back to the room she shared with the General. Afterward they'd been commrades of a sort and Jenna liked to think they might have become friends in different circumstance.

Miss O’Reily isn’t it I desire something more active and imaginative the simply taking my pleasure from your body. I wish you to seduce me for you to use toys on yourself to excite your body then I want you to beg me to take you.

He sat there and waited for a moment, considering a bit longer, before he added.

I shall have to give you a very sharp spanking if you fail to please me.

There was a teasing gleam in his eyes as he spoke.


Jenna grinned as his voice pulled her from her memory and she saw the teasing gleam in his eyes. Sauntering to where he sat she pressed her body softly to his side, the curve of her breasts pressing to his shoulder, her hips nestling against his thigh, and tipped her head to whisper in his ear, "But what if I want a very sharp spanking with those deliciously large hands of yours my Lord?"
 
The Major smiled as he watched Jenna put on a seductive little sway to her hips as she led him to the room and that memory warmed him as she came to him, Sauntering to where he sat she pressed her body softly to his side, the curve of her breasts pressing to his shoulder, her hips nestling against his thigh, and tipped her head to whisper in his ear,

"But what if I want a very sharp spanking with those deliciously large hands of yours my Lord?"


“I think that can be arranged Miss O’Reily.”

His voice was light and teasing, as he drew Jenna across his lap and lifted the helm of her short skirt over her back to bare her firm ass to him. His large hands caressed her firm ass and then he landed three sharp blows that made the girl’s ass jiggle, and left them glowing crimson . the blows where indeed sharp as he had warned but they where delivered in such away as to enflame passion as well as sting. His lips then brushed her heated flesh in a very sensual kiss. He had laughed good naturally as Jenna squirmed on his lap.

“ You are a very naughty young lady to tease me so Miss O’Reily now let me see what your imagination can come up with in the art of seduction?”

It was obvious that the Major wanted to believe he was a young man who a girl such as Jenna would seduce just t be with him. He was well built but balding and a very different man than the general or Captain DeSade.. He sat the stunning little red head on his lap like she was a little girl and his lips brushed hers in a soft kiss. He broke that kiss a bit flushed and surprised at how Jenna had responded to it. Now he waited to see what she would do.
 
Jenna yelped softly in surprise and squirmed over his lap as his hand slapped into the curve of her ass. She hadn't really expected it to sting quite so much! The man obviously knew how to deliver a spanking which meant he either had children or it was something he enjoyed regularly. As he sat her up in his lap she smiled warmly and snuggled in against him, her lips soft and warm as they responded to his kiss.

She took her cue from the position he had settled her in and smiled innocently up at him. Her gaze soft and coquettish as her eyelashed batted gently over amber eyes. Lightly she reached up toy with the collar of his shirt as she asked in a sweet childlike voice, "So Major Newman just what lessons did you have in mind for me today? Have you read anything interesting lately?"

As she spoke she squirmed in his lap, pressing herself closer to him so that the side of her breast was crushed against his arm and her hip was nestled against his, her thigh pressing against the front of pants teasingly.
 
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