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The bridge crew worked mostly in silence as the ship raced away from the planet. With nerves high and not much to do Zed motioned Riley onto his lap. One massive hand slipped inside her jumpsuit to fondle her breast as the crew continued managing the ship. This was a new embarrassment, being toyed with in front of others.
âI need to find a collar and leash for you.â He told her.
Stars no, she thought. Bad enough being casually exposed, clothing being others' choice but not hers. The thought of a collar was humiliating. And it would be proof to all that she was nothing but a pet. Pride stung her.
Riley watched, gauging each member's proficiency, trying to suppress the humiliating feeling of Zed playing with her body in front of everyone. In every regard, she found them lacking. Even Zed seemed good at keeping the crew on their toes but lacked discipline and knowledge. He was a captain only in that he convinced a ragtag band of others that he was.
Zarina entered the bridge minutes later. The weapons officer was a Nyxx, feline-like best described them. She was shorter than Riley and covered in short black fur. When she saw the slave on Zedâs lap she purred and twitched a large cat-like ear. She licked her cleft upper lip in what Riley hoped was excitement and not hunger.
Vgg-r growled at Zarina, âThere was a red alert.â
The cat shrugged as the two traded places, Vgg-r struggling clumsily out of the weapons console while the cat slipped gracefully into it.
Zed seemed more interested in Rileyâs breasts and exposing them than enforcing any discipline on his crew. She noted that his lack of stepping in to enforce rules meant he might also be lax in getting involved in personally knowing the crew. His cabin was on the command deck well away from everyone elseâs. He also didnât seem to mind spending a lot of time away from the crew or doing his own thing.
This might be an avenue that Riley could pursue as a means of escape. The only problem was that she didnât know the motivations of the rest of the crew. Zed might very well be the best monster among them. Getting to know the crew herself would also most likely mean exposing herself to all sorts of physical abuse. It would also take time to forge relationships, something she didnât have in abundance. She filed these points away as potential opportunities for escape.
A ping sounded in the bridge.
âReady for Jump,â the navigator called out.
âAnything from the planet?â Zed asked.
Zarina replied, âNothing, no pursuit.â
Zed looked Riley in the face. She said nothing.
âLetâs go.â Zed barked.
âSpinning up drive⌠and go.â The navigator called out.
The ship lurched, and the stars beyond the viewport shifted, melted into lines, and the ship fell into hyperspace.
Riley knew. Surely the Raiders did, too. Moving into hyperspace would create a jump echo, a little ripple in space. The scout ship on the planet behind them would be able to detect if they were looking for it. The closer the jump to a planet, the easier to find that echo. The smart thing to do in order to avoid detection would have been to burn out past the elliptical plane. The further away from the gravity field, the quieter that echo would be.
She wondered if Zed was testing her. Seeing how much help sheâd be to him in her own abduction. She bit her lip and kept quiet.
Now, in hyperspace, the crew seemed to relax. There was nothing to do but ride the lightyears of travel out. Zarina and the navigator got up from their stations and left. The cat eyed Riley as she exited the bridge, licking her cleft lips again as she passed.
âWhatâs the plan Zed?â Vgg-r asked.
Zed stopped toying with Riley and answered the wolf earnestly. âLet's get Serrho and plot out an escape route. We want to skirt Federated space as we make our way back to Coalition territory.â
Riley felt vindicated for having guessed this would be the raiders' strategy earlier. If she could keep a step ahead of their thinking, escape would be more likely.
The wolf asked, âWhen do we want to do this?â
âWeâve got six hours in jump space, thereâs no hurry.â Zed said as a hand snaked back into Rileyâs uniform.
Vgg-r licked his chops, very dog-like, and asked, âSo⌠you keeping this one all to yourself?â
Zedâs chest expanded, and he sat straight up, adding centimeters to his already large stance. He eyed the Volgarian coldly, âFor now⌠The other five arenât enough for you?â
âVariety and spice⌠However, that Human saying goes.â
âThis one is the most valuable of the lot. Think of it as me protecting the crewâs take.â
The wolf snorted, âThen you are the least likely to⌠keep her intact. Sarina has spoken of your size.â
Riley understood now why the cat girl had eyed her. A type of jealousy. Was there status in sleeping with the captain of this crew? Or maybe the Nyxx had feelings for him. The thought of Zed fucking the smaller cat girl made Riley anxious, although she wasnât entirely sure why. As if reading her thoughts, Zed squeezed a breast hard, making butterflies tumble in her stomach.
âEnjoy the five while you can. Soon enough the whole lot will be sold.â Zed said evenly.
The wolf sized up for a moment. Zedâs muscles went rigid under Riley. Then Vgg-r tilted his ears back and his head dipped low. He stormed out of the bridge, grumbling without further acknowledging Zed. The crew, or at least the Vulgarian, were ready for a coup. Riley didnât like the lack of professionalism but acknowledged that Zed had been quite ready to tussle if it came to it. She wondered how the rest of the crew felt. More avenues to explore, but void be damned time was short.
âNow where were we,â Zed asked while squeezing Rileyâs tits again.
She wanted to just melt into it, let him have his way with her, but she had a duty to her crew. âIâd like to assess the ship for damage.â
Zedâs hand froze. âOh? Would you?â
She turned to face him, feeling very much like a small child in his lap asking for Starmass presents. âYes. There are open panels all over the ship, maintenance looks lax, and it took the computer far too long to calculate jump points. This will give me something to do.â
âYou already have things to do,â Zed smirked as he ground his hips into her ass.
She could feel him through his breaches. Jumping singularity, did he ever slow down? âIâm serious. Your ship is just one failed system from catastrophic failure. Let me help. I donât want to die on the next jump.â
He frowned, âYou think itâs that bad?â
âWhen you were prepping for the ambush, I could see that one of the hardpoints wasnât drawing enough power. If a hyperspace relay has that problem mid-jump, we all vanish.â
Zedâs eyes bore into her. âAnd what might you do during repairs captain?â
âYou think Iâd sabotage a ship my life depended on? Iâm not going to kill myself to spite you.â
He considered it for a few moments, âVery well. But youâll have one of our engineers with you the whole time.â
âThank you.â She said while throwing her arms around his neck and pressing her chest to his. It was a ploy she hoped would soothe him but found that it felt so right that her thighs and breasts tingled. She couldnât help but coo in his ear.
âEver fuck on a bridge?â he asked.
Oh void, here we go, she thought. His question was just wrong. Wrong to her very core. The Federated Worlds were the very best humanity could offer. Democracy, meritocracy, plenty for all, a golden era ideal humanity had worked countless eons to achieve. A starship bridge was the pinnacle of that ideal, ships built to explore, protect, and spread freedom through the galaxy. Zed had turned it tawdry with a single question.
Before she could answer Zed lifted her and threw her down across his console. His elbows came up under each knee, and he folded her legs back to her chest. She could feel him hardening in his breaches as he pressed his crotch to hers. Without a doubt, she knew she was making a mess inside her uniform.
Thick fingers found the torn opening of her uniform and grabbed each side. He yanked it open down to her navel. The fastners ended there. He moved his hands down to each side of her belly button while she squirmed. She found herself bucking her legs trying to get him closer to her.
âPlease donâtâŚâ she began.
He yanked again, tearing the fabric of her jumpsuit. Another yank and the sound of ripping filled the bridge. She knew he was tearing it for access to her. It would no longer be of any use covering her. Another tear and she felt the seems split up along her ass.
The thick girth of his cock hidden behind trousers ground into her bare pussy. She looked down to see a stain spreading across his breaches, her juices. She gasped, the rough fabric felt so good on her, but she wanted to feel him, wanted the magic wand buried in her.
âUnbuckle me.â He commanded.
Riley beat the passenger to it, her fingers working feverishly at his belt. When he was exposed, he brushed her hands aside and grabbed himself, slapping his meaty cock against her. She gasped with each blow, it wasnât enough, she wanted him slapping it inside her.
Wriggling, she tried to find a comfortable spot as buttons and switches dug into her back. Frustrated that he couldnât line himself up properly with her wiggling Zed grabbed her by the throat. Something inside the captain snapped and she felt her whole body go limp. She no longer seemed to have control of her limbs. All she could feel was his huge hand wrapped around her delicate neck.
When he squeezed, she couldnât breathe. He was choking her, but all the pressure was on the sides. The more she squirmed the harder he squeezed. Her fingers wrapped around the edge of the console her ass was hanging off of trying to keep herself in place. Stars danced in her vision as she felt him shove into her.
The dancing nubs worked magic inside her. She rolled her eyes and let her head fall back. The other consoles came into view upside down. Dizzy, her vision shifted red. Everything faded into crimson as Zed pounded into her furiously. The more he rocked her body the tighter he squeezed. The tighter he squeezed, the more the red mask covered everything.
Riley tried to speak, to tell him she couldnât breathe. He was lost in pursuit of his own climax ignoring her completely. As everything faded into darkness, she heard him bark at her, âCum right now.â
Too late, she slipped into the void.
Only to come crashing back to reality as her body contorted, thrashed, danced without her. She screamed out with an empty voice feeling him still riding her into oblivion. Darkness engulfed her and she floated.
She came too again, able to draw shuddering breaths into her quivering body. She felt cold and alone. Zed was no longer in her or atop her. Her hands loosely held the edge of the console while her toes touched cool deck below.
What in the void, she wondered. Another perversion added to the list. Sheâd soon be nothing but a collection of them.
She slid off the console and to the floor. Zed sat in his command chair watching. He looked exhausted, exposed, and messy.
Fluids trickled out of her. She reached down wanting to staunch the flow. Zed smirked down at her. Whatever was in her was leaking out copiously. It was too runny to be cum. Lifting her hand she saw it was thin and milky, like cum, but diluted. âWhat in the void?â
Zed laughed. âNot sure how much anatomy they teach you in Academy, but men only have three shots in them, they create about a shot a day. If theyâre running low, you know, from too much fucking, they fire what they can, but it can be painful or cause nausea. Iâve had my boys programmed to draw other fluids if they are empty.â
Riley could only look down in disgust as the runny fluid spilled down her legs staining her uniform. Rather than walk around with a stained crotch she considered the benefits of being paraded naked through the ship. At least with Zed she wouldnât have to worry about being hijacked.
âI got some things to take care of,â Zed said stuffing himself back in his breaches. âYou go ahead down to the cargo bay. At the back youâll find a door to engineering. Tell those lazy fucks to help you with your little job.â
She nodded, debating on whether to go naked or in the stained uniform. Either way, she knew sheâd draw nothing but attention to her pussy.
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