Pleasure Planet

My body jumps as the glove comes across my swollen and already reddened nipples, a hiss coming from me as I inhale sharply. My eyes never left the glove though as her other hand went to my soaked slit and parted my lips, exposing me fully to her. I swallowed hard and tried to hold still, bracing myself for what was coming. Her word ran through my thoughts briefly but my lips did not utter it as I took a deep breath, her bare hand touching me as she held me open, teasing me.

I had thought watching might let me prepare, but I was wrong, as the moment she plunged her fingers forward, her fingers violating both my holes, her thumb landing on my clit... my body arched incredibly high off the bed, a loud cry coming from me. It seemed as if it lasted forever, though I knew after, that it had to been only a few seconds. My wetness took the current and multiplied it, sending pain flying through my insides, every point she touched seeming as if it were on fire as I thrashed wildly. She wasn't content to let the first feeling alone suffice and she fucked me me with that hand, the heat going so far inside that I felt for sure something was wrong.

My brain and lips were screaming pain, but the way my body reacted was not in synch with the rest of me. My skin red and tingling, my pussy and ass on fire, my clit screaming as the current ran through it, all of it came together and when the glove turned off, releasing a strong charge as it did so, my cry turned into an all out scream as her name left my lips, as the pain and orgasm hit at the same time. My cunt gripped her fingers incredibly tight as I writhed, the effect of the current still lingering as I came incredibly hard, the scream I'd let loose, almost echoing for a moment.

My body came back to the bed limply as her hand withdrew and I could feel liquid running down to pool beneath me and I dimly wondered if I were bleeding. But no, it was only evidence of my extreme orgasm and I lay there trying to breath, my entire body shining with a light sheen of perspiration, magnifying the redness and already a few dark spots which would soon blossom into purple bruises were visible. I heard her speak and looked up at her, nodding, though I didn't even attempt to move yet as I saw her smile, simply agreeing, as there were no words to describe what I was feeling at the moment.

Yes Captain.
 
Captain Callie

I leaned over her raining kisses over her face, neck, shoulders, breasts, the soft skin between her breasts, along her smooth stomach still quivering from the intensity. I kiss down one leg and gently work the pressure points in her feet, working to make the transition from the glove to the next toy as pleasureable as possible. Not allowing her body to recover as I reach over and pick up a Wriggler, a massive shaft longer than my foreaem of dark blue that is thicker in the middle with a swollen head at both ends.

It was one of my favorite interactive toys, but it took two to use it, activating only when it was completely buried inside of two warm wet orifices. I had used it on my last co pilot a young Andrean male who had regretfully left my employ as our time together had started his mating cycle, and he had to find a compatible mate.

Once activated it would pump in and out fucking both parties allowing them to just lie entangled together and enjoy it without moving. It was the perfect toy for now and I smiled as I slide the toy into you, watching as your half sinks completely in.

I mount the other half working my way down until our pussies kiss, the slick swollen lips embraced together. I lean over you my tongue tracing the soft curve of your mouth before kissing you as the toy activates pulsing throbbing within as it pumps, the mass remaining the same such that in order to pump it gets thicker and shorter than stretches to full length.

For once I was glad that I had kept my Wriggler and enjoyed this one as each had their own unique way of moving.
 
I lay there, still flying, my breathing still shallow as I tried desparately to calm myself as she began layering kisses over my body. I stretched slightly as she worked her way down my legs to my feet, feeling slightly refreshed when she finally stood, though my body was a quivering bundle of sensations, even my legs rubbing together half made me moan.

I watched as she retrieved what seemed to be an impossibly large toy... until I realized that it was meant for two and I gave an audible sigh of relief.

She came to me and I was somewhat relieved as well that I wasn't required to move too much for the moment, I wasn't sure I could stand even if she had ordered it. I spread my legs, and watched her bring the head between my legs, my lips parting and a low moan coming from me as the large tip parted my swollen cunt and began sliding in. My bottom arched off the bed a bit as she slid it in, my pussy grasping it and pulling it's length inside me, my body trembling already as it pushed into my soreness.

When I began to think I couldn't take any more, it finally stopped and she lay next to me and began working the other half into herself. I watched, my eyes drinking in the sight of her impaling herself on it and wriggling her way closer to me until I could feel her slickness against my own.

My lips part as she comes close for a kiss, her mouth teasing mine before finally claiming it, my arms going around her smooth back and tracing along her skin, as I gasp against her mouth when the toy activates and begans pumping inside of us. Rather then just withdrawing, I can feel it shorten and thicken, and a whimper escapes me as it reaches the thickest point before plunging deep within me again. I squirm against the toy, causing me to squirm against her and I can tell from her movements that her end is giving her the same delicious treatment.

Our bodies move together, my pussy rubbing hers her and gripping the toy as it moves within us, causing me to squirm and moan as I kiss her again, knowing that the lingering sting from the glove along with the relentless movement of the toy will send me flying again quickly.
 
Captain Callie

My body had almost forgotten the pleasure of the wriggler, I lay on top her each movement of our boding causing the toy to continue it's work. I groaned softly into kiss, knowing the toy would only cease working when one of us pulled away or ws unable to move.

I loved her touch, her scent, the feel of her warm body beneath me, I knew this would be the last for a while, and was looking forward to caressing her body until we drift off for a nap.

My body was pulsing as it was, flying high as if part of me was off on an adventure, even though my entire body was very much involved with every sensation, the feel of her sweet pussy against mine, her soft breasts pressed against me, her nipples rubbing againsy mine, I could be happy to be joined to her like this forever.

At the same time I really did love my ship, but my life has a Captain had lacked this intense physical connection of late and I purred softly as I thanked the stars for this time off.
 
Her body rubbed against mine as the toy continued it's slow, steady torment of our bodies. My hands stroked her back, down to her ass, squeezing gently as my hips squirmed each time the toy retreated and grew in girth.

Her body felt wonderful on top of me, her warmth and sensuality oozing all over me as she moved on her own end of the pulsating Wriggler. I moaned, my hand coming up to cup the side of her breasts, coming between us when she moved upward a tiny bit, my fingers lightly rolling her nipples as my head arched back.

The toy pushed deep inside me and I began trembling, knowing she had to feel it as well, her body touching every part of me. The slow retreat began and I trembled even more, whimpering, knowing that when it stopped and I was fully stretched that the sensation of it began to plunge into me again would be enough, I didn't think I could stop it.

My voice was husky and nearly breathless as I squirmed and begged her,

Captain please... I'm going to cum again...
 
Captain Callie

"That's the point," I softly tease my own pleasure soaring high, I wasn't sure if I was cumming or hanging out at that tension filled point right before. "At this point my sweet, you have my permission to cum anytime, anywhere, anyway you want." My voice is soft as I feel it building and the explosion. It seems like forever feeling the wriggler stretch and plunge several times before I'm aware enough to open my eyes, my moan still echoing in the room.

"I think I love you my pet," I whisper before claiming her lips, letting my tongue explore, enjoying how she instantly opens her mouth to me, willingly giving her entire body over to my whims and desires.

After our nap, I'd have to check out the bruises I mused as I glanced down at her gorgeous face.
 
My body arches against hers, pressing tightly against her skin, forcing the toy in even a bit deeper then she had felt before as the waves begin crashing through me, my walls gripping the toy tighter and tighter as I flood around it.

I think I love you my pet,

I heard her voice, though I don't think I fully comprehended her words at first, though as they sank in and her mouth claimed mine for a long, teasing kiss, I felt something different claim my body... something soft and contented... not merely sexual, but... I couldn't describe it if I had too so I merely melted under her kiss as my body continued it's long and continued release.

My tongue played against hers, retreating as her own explored, pressing back when given the opportunity, my body still trembling but finally settling back on the bed, her weight a welcome comfort to my quivering skin.

I would do anything for you Captain... you..

I stopped my words, unsure where I was headed with that, and unable to respond the way I wanted. My brain was working well enough to know that a declaration of love coming from my lips would not be taken well by the management should they happen to be monitoring us at the moment. Instead, I merely hugged her tightly as my eyes struggled to stay open, knowing I would have time to talk later.
 
Captain Callie

I was reminded that the monitoring system was only visual, though I knew they must have lip readers available when needed. I snapped my fingers and the sheets rise from the foot of the bed and float down to cover us.

My body currently was hot, but I knew as I relaxed it would cool down in preparation of rest. I whistled softly and the lights dimmed down to moonlight level.

"I only need four hours of sleep, you?" I ask with a slight moaning yawn as my fingers caress your face playing with your hair, my lips moving along your neck to suck on your ear lobe, which had been untouched so far and was the best spot to nibble on at this point.
 
My face turned to catch her palm with my lips as she played with strands of my hair. I watched as she made the lights go dim and I smiled at her, nodding as she spoke,

Four hours is more then sufficient Captain.

I whimpered softly as her lips covered my ear lobe, her mouth feeling warm and pleasant there as I clung to her, my body sore and aching... but feeling deliciously content.

My hand drifted to her breast, toying with a nipple gently as my eyes closed, my skin warm against her. I dimly wondered what kind of ship she ran as I drifted off and whether she needed a... I had no idea. I'd never done any sort of work other then my current occupation. I'd worry about that when she was ready to go, for now I was content to drift to sleep, my hand still cupping her breast, my breathing slowing down as I listened to her soft breaths against me.
 
Captain Callie

It had been a long time since I woke up so relaxed, it took me a moment to realize that the hum of the ship was not what was so comforting beneath her. I could feel the beat of a her heart, feel the warm breath on her face, and recalled the pleasure of my vacation. Of the forbidden path, Rialle whose services I had secured for the next, I glanced at the clock had it really been eight hours?

I stretched slowly and pulled away, feeling that the wriggler had served it's purpose and had at some point changed to a gentle massage so that our bodies would allow it's continued presence. Sometimes I wondered if the toys had minds of their own. I gently removed the other half from Rialle, who looked like a very satisfied pet. I doubted she needed as much sleep as I did, but just in case, I set the toy aside and slipped from the bed to fix up something for breakfast. Taking the time to make fresh fruit juice.

I warmed the room up again, and altered the lighting to reflect the morning glow of the sun. The items we had used glistened as if dipped in honey, the things yet to be used seemed to glow as if to say "Pick Me."

"Rest well my sweet?" I asked as I knew you were only feigning sleep.
 
I knew the moment she left the bed, but I didn't move, leaving her time to be alone, wake up in her own way. I moved only slightly as she withdrew the toy from my still soaked slit and set it aside. Listening with half a smile as she moved quietly around the room, lingering in the kitchen, preparing food I supposed.

Rest well my sweet?

I opened my eyes to look up into hers, a purr coming from my throat as I sat up, stretching my arms high above my head, working the kinks from my muscles and managing only a slight wince at the soreness that was there. Smiling at her, I nodded,

Very well Captain... and you?

I was a bit surprised as the words came from me... mostly because I realized they were true. Normally if I actually slept with a patron it was only a half sleep, most of my senses staying very alert of the situation. But not this time. I'd actually slept well and was feeling quiet rejuvenated.

I stood slowly, my fingers tracing lightly over the swell of one breast where a purple shape was blossoming and I smiled again. Stretching again I surveyed the rest of my body, the slight tinge of pink still lingering in certain places along with many of the purple places coming to light. My muscles ached but not unbearably and my pussy tingled with a delightful soreness. Looking to where she stood, I smiled,

I haven't felt this good in quite some time Captain... thank you. Is there anything I might get you?
 
Captain Callie

I smiled at I watched her, her body clad in the cuffs, and collar, the mesh antigrav scarf having been misplaced sometime last night. "I was thinking of a nice shower after breakfast, clean up a little get a better look at how your skin is coloring." I eyed a particular bottle that would sooth the skin even as it would enhance bruises.

"I don't know about you, but I'm famished, and believe me nothing on my ship tastes this fresh." I bit into a ripe fruit letting the juices run down my skin. I wonder if now would be the time to discuss future plans. I finally decide to merely enjoy the pleasures of the day and hope that there is plenty more to come.
 
I smiled as she spoke, my eyes traveling her body leisurely as I listened.

A shower sounds nice.. and from what I can see forming, I think they'll be more then happy to give me days off.

I watched as she picked up some fruit, speaking about her ship and once again I wondered what exactly I could offer her. An entertainment for her crew? Somehow I doubted she'd be amused by their inattention to detail if they had something else on their mind. A maid? I could clean.. if I had to. Shrugging to myself, I figured I would worry about it later.

I picked up a small berry and popped it into my mouth, watching her enjoy a piece of fruit. My eyes watched the juice as it slid from the corner of her mouth and before I could help myself I had leaned forward, my tongue coming out to lick it from her chin.
 
Captain Callie

"Rialle, do you have other interests beyond your work?" I wondered how she would fit in on my ship, not that I really minded feeding another body. It would be nice if she were trainable, and after all I couldn't be fucking her all the time, regardless of my inner desires. Of course there was a lot of empty time in space with nothing to do as the ship travelled the plotted course.

I suppose that even though she was the perfect pet, I did hope she wasn't so one dimensional, even if that dimension was worth exploring over and over again.

"Is there anything else we should do while we have the time?" I ask admiring purple, blue, and green bruises, and some nice reddened flesh.
 
I took a handful of berries and curled up in a cushioned chair as I mulled over her question and how best to answer it. I had many interests other then my work... none of which were actually very useful. Shrugging finally I spoke between berries,

There are a lot of things I'm interested in, some I've done, some I haven't. I love to paint and take pictures, my quarters are filled with them. I've always wanted to travel... but.. well, I just wasn't able.

I watched her as I spoke, wondering why she had asked,

Stars and planets... since I wanted to travel I read a lot and can probably tell you everything you ever wanted to know about most places. And martial arts... mostly that was to keep in shape and because I thought some of the forms were rather sensual to watch, but I've progressed as far as I can from teachers here.

Grinning sheepishly, I was well aware that I was rambling and that none of my hobbies were very useful in the real world, they were merely something with which I amused myself on days off. Shrugging again,

I wasn't allowed to go to normal school. I was born to do what I'm doing and taught things that might be useful to it, dance, art, things of that nature. Anything else was merely my own spare time.

Finishing the last of the berries I held, I looked up at her and smiled.

As far as what needs to be done... nothing other then what makes you smile Captain.
 
Captain

Somehow it pleased me that her interests matched my own, she would make a fine sparring partner. I could almost picture pinning her beneath me, or being pinned beneath her. She was curious and I sensed she would pick up things quickly. Her interest in travel spoke to me and I wondered if she had been drawn to me for my lifestyle, just as I had been drawn to her for her skills.

I ate while she talked my mind thinking, more and more imagining her on my ship as a possibility rather than a dream. I did not want to offer now, I would offer at the last possible moment so she would not have time to think or debate but merely respond based on her needs and desires.

"I've seen and done many amazing things on my travels, but you Rialle are by far the best." I wanted to show her the universe, to see things through her eyes. To make love to her under the roaring falls of Velox IV, to seduce you on the shimmering sands of Della Prime, to cover her in the translucent silks of Kendara.

I try and frown, but my lips and eyes smile, despite the corners of my mouth being turned down. "Let's shower and see if we can't come up with something to make me smile." By the end of the sentence my mouth is smiling, teeth showing and I head for the shower.

(okay I'm off to bake cheesecake and other assorted errands, probably won't check back for a couple of hours)
 
(mmmmmmmm, cheesecake. *loses her train of thought for a moment*)

I was leaning back in the chair, my legs up over the arm as I ate berries, blushing a bit at her comment, though it would have been hard to tell as most of my skin was still tinged pink from earlier.

For the briefest of moments she has a stern look on her face and before I can question it, her eyes light up and a smile turns her lips up and I can only stare at her, biting my lip as she speaks again.

A shower would be delightful Captain. A refreshing start to the day.

I watch as she turns and heads to the bathroom, admiring her backside as she walks. Climbing off the chair I stretch again, bending at my waist and touching my toes for a moment as I loosen up, checking to see what ached and what didn't. What didn't was definately a shorter list.

I followed her to the bathroom, realizing the cuffs and collar were still on, though I had no intention of taking them off myself. I stepped inside the spacious room and leaned into the shower, turning the water on rather warmly before stepping back out of the way.
 
Captain Callie

I smiled and took a moment to remove the cuffs, leaving the collar on, as it was waterproof. The cuffs on other hand were not so water proof, besides it gave me the opportunity to look over Rialle's body in normal light and softly kiss her pulse points at her wrists, and neck.

Then with a wink and a grin I stepped into the large shower with enough room for four. There was a bar along one side and a bench on the far side away from the delightful shower head.

I selected a body lotion and began lathering up.

(yep I make a very good cheesecake, this year I'm making 8, cutting them up and packaging them into combination sets as gifts, so far I've baked Coconut, Grasshopper, with a Marbled Strawberry Cheesecake in my oven.)
 
(k, now I've really lost my train of thought. lol I'm a sucker for cheesecake)

I held my wrists out as she came near to remove the cuffs, kissing each spot softly as she did so, leaning over to get the ones on my ankles as well, my hands rubbing her shoulders lightly as she did so.

I watched as she stepped in, the water cascading down her skin, trickling down her breasts and over her nipples. I managed to tear my eyes away as she picked up a bottle and began to lather herself.

Stepping in at this point, the water feeling exquisite on my tender skin, I smiled as I took the bottle from her and poured a generous amount on my hands. Kneeling in front of her, I began working it into her feet and legs, my hands kneading and massaging and cleansing her skin of anything that had remained there.

Pausing to push my wet hair away from my eyes, I worked my way up her thighs, skipping her gorgeous pussy for the moment, the red curls laying against her damply, I knew if I started there, I'd likely never leave. I moved to her back, sides and my fingers slid over her breasts. My hands moved firmly and gently at the same time, cleansing her though not trying to be overly erotic, merely wishing to touch her.
 
Captain Callie

(I could send you a slice of each....*smile* I'd have to figure out how to package it, but I love UPS.)

It was nice to play, just relax and not be focused on anything specific. It was a good sign that my pet had more purpose than sex. I recalled our bath last night and was looking forward to the rest of the day. The food, was incredible, but it paled in comparision to Rialle. I told her in a thousand different ways that she was beautiful as I managed to get my turn to wash her body, occasionally pinching a ripe bruise, or massaging a section of pale unblemished skin.

I wished her to mark her much more permanently, but that was something to discuss tomorrow, when our true vacation would begin. "You certainly look well used my pet, are there any sore spots I should avoid today?" I intended to massage her entire body in one of the exotic oils to soften the skin after the shower and before we got too wrapped up in the pleasures that awaited us.
 
(*tries to ignore the cheesecake talk* *grins*)

I continued bathing her, my hands finally going between her legs, cleaning her of any evidence of the previous hours, my fingers wanting to play, but I forced myself to be good and not linger overly long there.

She returned the favor, her heads teasing however, pinching here, pulling there, causing squeals and yelps if I wasn't watching and she caught me by surprise. I washed her hair and then managed to do my own between her roaming hands and my laughter which rang out repeatedly.

I smiled at her words, wondering if she really would avoid an area if I spoke of it or tease it worse. I didn't care I realized as I thought about it and tested a few spots with my fingers and shaking my head. I pointed to a particularly dark spot that was well formed already on the front of my stomach, more to my side really, a few inches below my breast, the result of what, I had no idea.

That's probably the most tender, though it's not unbearably so Captain.
 
Captain Callie

(tried the coconut it was deliscious, the grasshopper was different has flour in it and seperated egg whites from yolks so it has a different texture to it. Have yet to try the Marbled strawberry-perhaps tomorrow, when I cook the eggnog cheesecake. *sorry I couldn't resist the tease*)

I could tell which spots were tender with pain and which ones were simply tender, I noticed the dark bruise and my finger gently caressed the area. "It's almost beautiful," I murmur as we finally get out of the shower and I use a normal towel this time around. My body was ready to go, but there was no need to jumpstart it.

I ran my fingers through my unruly red curls, fluffing them and drying them. I notice your hair and pick up a comb, "Sit," I command and watch as you comply with a smile. I begin grooming your hair, an intimate moment, one that would be considered an invitation to mate in many cultures. I smiled at the thought and suddenly thought of what places had pair bonding rituals and which were the most intimate, personal, and long lasting.

I finally had her hair smoothed out and with an expertise that my short hair did not show, I twisted her hair back and plaited it neatly.
 
(*mumbles something about evil*)

I watched as her pale fingers traced the already dark mark and at that moment I quite agreed with her, it was beautiful. I watched the towel hide her from me and my lips pouted for a moment before I broke into a grin, watching her run her fingers through her hair.

She spoke and I nearly jumped to comply, almost laughing at myself, but managing to bite my lip just in time as I sat in front of her and felt her hands going to my hair. I closed my eyes as she combed it, the feeling one of exquisite closeness and utter contentment, as the soft sigh that escaped my lips most likely told her.

I turned to look at her when she was finished, my hand going up to feel the plaits and grinning at her.

Thank you Captain Callie, better then I could do myself I think.

I took a bottle of water and drank a few drinks before setting it aside again, wondering what was running through her mind. My fingers ran lightly over her hip as I looked at her, finally smiling and speaking softly,

What would you like to do this morning Captain?
 
Captain Callie

cheesecake cheesecake cheesecake cheesecake cheesecake



"The question is not what I want to do, but how I want to do it," I tease and alter the lighting to a soft glow, and watch as the dark red sheets on the bed remove themselves and the bed is remade in storm blue sheets. "The beauty of technology, I shouldn't be surprised that this place has nanosheets. However it means we can make a new wet spot." I grin and jump on the bed as I had adjusted it to be a fluid support.

My body bounces up and down on the ripples I caused and I smile, feeling the exurberance of youth as I beckoned you over to the bed with a finger.

"Now I just need to remember to break for lunch." I lay back on the bed, reaching for a bottle of lotion. "Now let's see if I can't make this bottle last for your entire body without going mad."

I pour a little in my hands and wink at you, I start at the dark bruise and work outwards, along your side, just below your breasts before going down. Pouring more lotion on before going between your legs teasing but maintaining control. Slowly working down each leg, lifting them to get the back as I head down to your feet and get lotion between each toe. "Roll over," I whisper and pour more lotion on and playing between your legs again, teasing more massaging your cute asshole, before slowly kneading the flesh of your ass, sensing the tender flesh bruising more as the reddened areas darken. My slippery hands walk along your back and sides again.

I talk about everything and nothing at all as my hands work up along your shoulders feeling that you are completely relaxed and loose. I work up your neck and turn your head before saying, "You may roll over now." I watch you as you roll over, taking in the satified expression on your face. I begin at your forehead and slowly massage your face, your neck, and down your tender collar bones. I had left your breasts for last and I poured the remaining lotion onto your breasts and massaged it slowly in working from the outside inward to the beautiful nipples.
 
(dreamed about cheesecake all night. grrrrrrrrrrrr lol)

I watch, grinning as the sheets change and she's suddenly leaping onto the bed. Watching the slight motion of the new surface I walk slowly towards her as she motions at me. Climbing onto the new bed, I bounce a little, grinning at the motion and softness as I sunk down into it just a bit.

A nice choice if I do say so Captain Callie, soft, pliant, firm enough to have a little bounce... just like a lover's skin.

Grinning I listened and tried to see what sort of bottle she was holding as I lay back on the bed, wriggling against its surface merely to watch the ripples. As her hands began massaging the lotion in I sighed happily and tilted my head to watch her hands. When she reached between my legs with the cool lotion though I squirmed a bit and managed a soft,

Well even if you don't go mad Captain, I certainly might.

I comply lazily when you want me to roll over, enjoying the way the bed felt as I turned. A half moan half whimper escaped me as her fingers began working the lotion between my legs again, paying special attention to my ass which was having a hard time staying still under her touch.

Laying my head on my hands I close my eyes for a moment as she covers every inch of me with lotion... talking now and making me laugh several times. By the time she asks me to roll over again, I'm so relaxed that I could swear I'm a limp piece of pasta, bending this way and that. Rolling over with a delicious content look on my face I look up at her as she starts on my face, her breats precariously close to me and I have to bite my lip to keep from reaching out and grabbing one, though I do let my fingers brush against her hip and trail down her thigh as she works.

Her hands finally reach my tender breasts and I gasp almost in surprise at the way her hands make me feel as they begin massaging the creme into my skin there, starting on the sides and working their way around. But the teasing between my legs and the relaxing work elsewhere had served to take every nerve in my body and rip it out, redepositing it in my firm chest it seemed to me. The moment her hands brushed the sides, my nipples began a slow puckering that left them large and begging to be touched. My back arched up off the bed slightly as she made sure every spot of skin was covered and when I was finally rewarded with a brush of her fingers across one of the swollen tips I nearly cried with relief, her name escaping my lips softly in the midst of a moan.
 
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