As Mai worked up the nerve to step forward, the dark-skinned ensign stepped up to her side. "I will!" With a show of Starfleet solidarity, several other crew members, most of them higher-ranking officers, stepped forward as well.
"That's better." the suited figure approved. "Stop, Federation whore. At ease." Captain Vareen quickly slid backwards, the long green shaft popping out of her mouth and throbbing in the air. The Captain stood at ease, her hair dissheveled and long strands of spittle hanging from her full lips beginning to stain the top of her Starfleet uniform. The armored figure turned back to face the determined captives again, his member visibly pulsing with each heartbeat. It was hard to tell, since all they could see of him was his penis, but they got the impression that he checked them out for a few moments. "Much better. Your dedication to your commanding slut is commendable, but we can only take a few of you at a time. You three" pointing a gauntleted hand at Mai, the dark-skinned ensign and the striking red-headed figure of Commander Deidre Thomas, "Will come. With me." They stepped up to the field and hesitated, unsure what to do. The figure reached through the field and grabbed Mai by her hair, yanking her painfully through the field. She tried to strike at him, but he shifted his metal-clad hip and deflected her blow. With a casual wave of his arm, he tossed her aside to land in a heap on the floor.
Mai considered leaping to her feet but figured that further information was required before she could act. She had no chance against even a single man in such battle armor, even if his dick was hanging out, obscenely exposed. Fast as a cobra, the figure proceeded to grab the ensign by the throat and pull her through. She whimpered at the grip on her throat, and he pulled her to his armored body and kneaded her toned ass with his other armored hand. Then he lifted her slightly by the throat and ass and ground his green dick against her crotch with a metallic chuckle. It was dwarfed by the bulk of the armor, but Mai could see now that it was grinding against her struggling crew-mate that his dick was enormous: the portion
visible out of the armor must have been ten inches long and maybe as much as three inches in diameter. Stunned, she looked at the Captain again. Captain Vareen's purpled face had nearly returned to its normal color as she stood at ease, no sign of stress on her features. How had she managed to swallow that huge cock?
Only a few moments had passed, with the gags of the ensign almost drowned out by the despairing and enraged sobs of the scores of women in the containment room. The figure relaxed slightly and the ensign pushed away from his bulk as best she could. He released his grip on her throat and ass and she dropped gratefully to her feet. She rubbed her throat - red bruises were already visible - and looked up just in time to catch his gauntlet backhanding her to the deck. "Now you, slave." he said to Commander Thomas, who had been throwing herself repeatedly against the containment field. She took his hand and hauled herself through, fury arcing from her eyes.
"I'm not your slave, you worm." The figure grunted and punched her swiftly in the gut. She managed to roll with the blow a little, but her feet still lifted from the floor and she was thrown backwards onto her knees near Mai. The Commander chuckled. "Is that the best you can do? I guess I'm not surprised, it makes sense for someone with such a tiny maggot dick." The figure actually stepped back in surprise "What...?" Mai noticed his penis deflated somewhat.
Then he gathered himself and said more firmly "You'll see how big my dick is when it's in your ass and you're screaming my name, bitch!" "Oh, I'll be screaming "Oh yessss, yesss!" here the Commander stood up and portrayed such a wanton picture of ecstatic lust that Mai found herself against all the circumstances, slightly aroused, "Oh yesss - put it in me maggot! Oh, maggot! I want to feel you inside me!" Here her voice took on a pointed note of contempt, "Oh wait - you were already in me? I couldn't tell. Maybe you should get a real man to do the job for you."
Mai admired the Commander for taking charge so effortlessly; the figure was already off-balance, not paying any attention to them in his outrage. She sidled over to the ensign. "Are you OK?" she whispered. The ensign's tear-stained features nodded hesitantly. "The Commander has got him distracted. Do you think you can make a break for it on my signal?"
The attractive ensign frowned and shook her head. As the Commander continued taunting the slaver, Mai took the girl's head in her hands and looked in her eyes. "Ensign - what is your name?" "Rama." "Ensign Rama, I'm Mai Seiki." She smiled warmly at the dark-skinned Indian woman. "The Captain is out of commission and most of the crew is captured by Orion slavers. Every minute counts. We need to move, and move quickly. Can you act on my signal?" Rama nodded this time. They stood up, to the side and somewhat behind their captor. Mai began to look for an access panel to shut off the containment field or open the door to the rest of the ship.
"You're not even hard anymore, maggot. How are you going to make us scream 'maggot!' if you can't even keep it up?" The Commander was talking at the slaver non-stop, despite his repeated blows to her body. Her uniform was torn at the shoulder and hip, revealing firm smooth flesh the color of fresh cream. The slaver grabbed her and bounced her off of the bulkhead with such force that her left breast popped out of the torn fabric, her bright candy-pink nipple slightly erect in the center of the large, firm globe. She looked at him defiantly and he reached to his hip, palmed open a hip compartment in his armor, and pulled out a long gleaming pistol. "You...you...bitch!" The room grew quiet as they waited to see what he would do, Mai, Rama and Commander Thomas tensed, ready to tackle the slaver or dodge his fire. |