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 New Flavors (for Phoebe) 
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"Yeah .. Maybe .." How much hope got them remained to be seen. Without a chance to act, there was no point in dwelling on the prospect of getting away though he offered something Phoebe didn't expect to have. Standing became a struggle even now. She endured the Captain for who knows how long and could barely stand, let alone sit even after receiving all these injections, purely out of fear a surge of pain would hit right back.

Still, the petite blonde agent did her best. Scanning the star charts from a distance, she got some notion on how they were situated spatially. Anything else came down to deduction since there were only so many populated routes between planets and the whole area had been almost entirely foreign to her beyond static maps. She had to make a few educated guesses as to when activating the beacon had been most beneficial to them, but it was better than nothing.

She used to have a mechanic take care of her ship which certainly had an impact on how versed she happened to be in the inner workings of the machine. Cece, one of her closest allies and friends, was responsible for fixing everything. But, there were more than ample opportunities to watch when they had some time together.

Thanks to her fascination for flying, however, Phoebe gathered quite a few impressions on what happened to a ship if certain conditions were met. She had more than one model under her belt, and accessing the ship's systems allowed her to have a glance at some of the more distant sections of the vessel.

Along with blueprints and specifications, the added blessing of being familiar with some of them had her eyes widen, albeit slightly as slivers of enthusiasm pulsed through her veins. She recognized some of these, the sort of sophisticated designs which virtually ran forever given proper maintenance, but once certain parts succumbed to one outer influence or another, all ensuing repairs were nothing short of a nightmare. These creatures likely knew what to do to keep it going, but from what Kurgan relayed they were hardly in any position to restore damaged components.

Sabotage was certainy an option. Naturally, they had to have enough spare parts aboard, along with the necessary knowledge on any given machinery if they intended to fix it themselves. She mulled the matter over for a moment before looking over to Kurgan. “We can't just shut either this or that thing down. I mean, it'll get the job done, but there's bound to be some suspicion as to the one responsible. Your presence near the engine room or engineering department won't help us in the long run. We're better off being inconspicuous.”

“See that?” She tapped the screen for a moment, pointing him to a few secluded chambers near maintenance on the given blueprints. It should be simple enough to trace a line from medical over there. “There's not a lot in the area that should require immediate attention.”

Then, Phoebe zoomed in on the area. "Ahh .. hah .." Her cheeks were already flushed with desire, her tongue ached to drag across something, anything to stimulate it further, but there was no stopping her now. “A-Alright. Here, here and here .. All these are relevant components to the ship's computer, in particular navigation subroutines which never really require that much attention from anyone but professionals. They don't look like much from the outside, but once you take them out the whole system crumbles. It'll be like cutting the ship's veins, but it won't bleed out for a long while which should leave life support and such running for some time.”

Perhaps that would work best. In any case, it was better than sending Kurgan someplace more crowded and the results were likely the same. A single missing file can prevent an entire program from being executed. This was no different, except it'd be more difficult to fix. There was no backup to physical damage, after all. “If I'm correct on this one, we should be brought to an emergency stop shortly after. Since the Captain can't rely on visuals alone, we should be stuck here as there's no way for the system to circumvent the issue on its own.”

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Now medical jargon was something he was familiar with. He studied what she pointed out to him but when he flicked his gaze to her he saw her composure was hardly held together. Again he offered her a piece of candy.

“Tell me how this works. I have a bit of studying to do.”

The candy must have been laced with something. One moment she had been looking over schematics and the next she had been waking up on the bed. She felt a little stiff as if she had been asleep on the floor for a bit but when she woke she found that she had not been strapped down so it was likely Kurgan found her passed out or did she wake and move to the bed at one stage? It was all hazy.

There had been food left for her on a tray contained in a warmer. With it had been another piece of candy with a similar wrapper. Kurgan had returned then, casting a glance at her and the food then he came over conducting routine readings of his medical instruments and conducting a bit of maintenance.

“How was it?” He explained that the candy was nothing special, that he laced it with a drug that would effectively make her loopy to the point where everything that she recalled if anything, would be hazy at best.

“Think of it like anesthesia. Where you don't feel pain. In this case you remain conscious for the most part but out of it. It should make it easier to deal with the captain, of course you'll still need to be patched up afterwards.

“I d not have a full lab and had not been able to manufacture the stuff on the fly. Suffice it to say I didn't think that that would work. Save that one, it's the only one I have left not having enough chemicals to make more then the pair. Pop it in your mouth before the guards come and fetch you next time. By the time you get to the captain the effects should hit you. I've considered that our timing might be better while you are with him.

“Granted he'll probably stash you away before assistance gets here but he may not have much time to clean up the bridge if the responders need to access navigation systems from there. I figured if they get suspicious it might improve your odds just a little. A mess, even the scent of sex, that could do it.

“This is a long shot but there is nothing to loose by trying it. Correct? If it fails,”
he went quiet for a moment, “if it goes sour I'll manage something for your friend. I don't think the captain will be too fussed if I tell him that there were unforeseen complications and arrange to get rid of her while they are dealing with you.”

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Just like that, she was gone. She woke up stiff, if not confused as to what had happened until the effects of the drug began to subside. Without a doubt he'd notice her disbelief, that he offered such a wondrous treat without expecting anything in return though Phoebe nearly burst into tears at the thought of eluding the Captain's rougher treatment to some extent.

She could hardly believe it, but chose not to say anything other than her most recent findings. The candy certainly worked, rendering her consciousness neither here nor there. Seeing the food only gave her an idea of how long she was out though the petite blonde had a meal when he continued to explain the matter.

All this time, her mind couldn't shake the thought how much worse it could've been without Kurgan or anyone else in his place. Surprisingly, Phoebe felt at ease in his presence. Perhaps he was like that to everyone unfortunate enough to end up before him, but much like Kurgan she was hardly more than the runt of the litter. Taller, more endowed women were certainly more desirable among these creatures which practically made her a living target for less favorable activities.

Looking at him now, he had to be her favorite regardless. At least he treated her nicely. With nothing but torture and potentially death to look forward to, she had to at least cling to some measure of happiness. Having this conversation distracted her from their destination. There was still a chance to get away. Until then, this would have to suffice. Then there was that scepter to take care of. She frowned at the thought.

Screw the scepter. It wouldn't be worth the hassle, not unless she was saved from this fate and didn't try to escape on her own. If anyone came to save her, perhaps the artifact could be acquired by claiming the wolves had taken it from her upon kidnapping their chosen human victim, but there was more than enough time until then to leave room for mistakes. She may not be saved, or found aboard the ship for that matter, but hopefully there were enough hints as to her presence at that point in time.

Aegir had that damn node inside her still, for all the good it's done her thus far. At least he enabled her to escape in the first place. She found there was some truth to that. While others caught up and subdued her once more, she never would've met an otherwise doomed woman or discovered riches that may be useful in the future.

Not to mention, Fafner would've taken her along when he returned and Phoebe would've served him with glee for there was never a reason to consider freedom anywhere close to possible. She would've drowned in this world, never to let her true self surface again. Such a life would've had nothing in store for her, perhaps the purest forms of pleasure for a decade or two, maybe more until her looks began to fade or countless sexual escapades finally took a toll on her body.

But, the telepath didn't care to free anyone but her. She had value to him then, but this was different. Without scepter, he wasted time on her. The doctor offered comfort where he had to provide none. Kurgan owed her nothing. Perhaps he could sympathize. They were more or less trapped where they were, unable to escape from the prison that were their current lives.

"I .. don't know how to thank you for all this." It was all she managed to produce when he was done talking. She knew words of gratitude, but there seemed to be no particular order in which they could express how very thankful she was. If everything failed, her every action would've been for nothing and Kurgan chose to help her in that regard. Saving the other woman was more than enough, regardless of what happened to Phoebe by the end of all this. "I will never forget what you've done for me."

Soft fingertips steal over the back of what passed for a hand in his species before a mere stroke turned into a gentle hold. She hardly forced it though he could see her cheeks were flushed, not from speaking or getting ravished for hours on end, but from the thought which crossed her mind as to what little she could give.

"How much time do we have left before the guards come and fetch me again?" She didn't know, not that he would but even several minutes were more than enough for what she had in mind as her eyes flicked up to his. Aside from the woman one room over, they were completely alone. It may be the last time they got to be close like this. "I've been forced to do it more often than I care to count over these past few days. Let me truly enjoy it at least once."

She let him ponder the matter, whether her body required this or really wanted it whilst yellow green eyes linger on his, having long since turned half mast as they were keen for an answer. A thumb teased and caressed his white fur, barely dipping beneath the sleeve of his coat. "Only if you want me to, of course .."

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“There is no need to thank me yet.” He reflected on what still needed to be done yet he did not attempt to draw away from that touch in the least leaving his hand in place. The drugged candy would work but there had been only one piece left. He lacked enough drugs to make another but had enough stuff to treat her injuries for the voyage and anything reasonable that may come up along the way should it be her or one of the crew.

A quick calculation ran through his head at her question. “A few hours, four at least if all things stay the same. Perhaps as long as six. You have been out of it for the bulk of your recovery.”

He saw that she was flushed that she was considering then nodded in response. “No objections on my part but can your body handle it?” Of course her next round with the captain should have her in lala land for most if not all of it. He knew that she couldn't be entirely recovered suffering from aches and sores at least so was unsure as to how much he could push her. Then again if she were offering it was probably because she could handle it or needed it based on whatever alterations they made with her.

“First, let's get rid of this.” He helped her sit up and started removing the gown with her help of course. It would soon be ruined like the other but it did provide a small degree of warmth while she was here so there was no sense in discarding it until the last moment possible.

Fingers smoothly rolled over a breast judging her reactions to such a simple touch. Two fingers swirled over her nipple while he bent down to lick at the other prior to shifting of his eyes upward at her features before straightening his posture, a hand setting on her leg

“Maybe I should allow you to take the lead since you can better judge your own limitations. Besides, you would need to get me ready for that sweet sweet ass ...”

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A timely recovery seemed out of the question. Such luxuries often were to one in her position. Sooner or later, the Captain would have her again and again as their journey grew shorter, her final destination closer which offered few moments better than this exact one. She was willing to look beyond the sensations that would've made her wince and groan, if only to enjoy the act one last time before her fate was decided.

On the surface, there was nothing but fair and flawless skin uncovered when he first removed her gown. Soft, warm flesh danced against his touch, a faint throbbing pulse emanating from stiffening peaks as shudders washed over her spine and cooler air passed over the subtle sheen of his saliva. Phoebe tensed and gasped at the feel of his tongue, unable to hide her pleasure as an increasingly lost expression graced these amorous features above him.

It hurt to move, at least ached to some minor degree though getting explored didn't dilute the experience in the slightest. She smiled nonetheless, raising a hand to steal over the bulk of his torso with a nod rather than close the gap toward her release straight away. She was saving her strength, at least for the moment when her lovely albeit petite body eased off the bed.

Just crouching down before him twisted her face into a grimace of barely suppressed aches, but once at the bottom Phoebe shifted her gaze upward with a warm expression in hopes of emphasizing her acceptance of these minor pains for their mutual desires. Though battered and abused for hours on end, not even the Captain could keep her from indulging in something pleasurable at least.

Stripped of her mobility, he never got to experience what Kurgan would soon treasure beyond words when her hands first traced his inner thighs and united at the base of his member where her talents were no longer wasted. A teasing touch goaded that molten phallus into prominence, gently sweeping along the familiar texture and underside of it.

Subconsciously, Phoebe breathed through parted lips, driving her excitement further beyond tolerable levels until sweet, ruby puckers could no longer resist the urge to consume him. Soft, trembling lips sealed around the heated mushroom tip where they mashed the hardened crown in their midst with a loving kiss. Deep, sensuous moans oozed past the ravenous crest of her mouth, sending pleasant vibrations throughout the treasured phallus whilst an eager tongue delivered deft licks to his tender glands.

It swirled around the tip with an ever escalating pace and ferocity which had her mind reeling within mere moments. Every lick, every moment of friction sent electric sparks of pleasure directly into her brain. It left her tongue tingling as it jolted in bliss, unable to keep itself from dragging its highly sensitive frame across that delicious cock.

After a good while, her head finally began to bob back and forth over the offered girth. Her eyes fluttered shut as a long, passionate moan drowned his member in her vocal approval. It was absolutely divine. She could feel the aches bleed from her muscles as they started feeling numb from this purest of delights. She never broke eye contact beyond these first few moments, not even once, wondering whether he had the will power to stop her from consuming that blessed shaft whole before he exploded or simply succumbed to his sensuous patient.

She took long and deep, ravenous sucks out of him. Sinking down to the wolf's hairy base teased her flushed features though proved no obstacle on the path to her pleasure. She'd been groomed to perform these deeds for months on end and excelled here, whether desired or not. Sucking Kurgan off had to be the most fulfilling act since Aegir sheltered her on that hill.

A lone hand dipped between trembling thighs, cautiously sweeping over already moistened nether lips. The nectar stained her legs, marking the growth of her arousal. She looked forward to this gentle act of lovemaking, far from the vicious assault of the Captain's grand assets.

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He groaned when led into her mouth. The combination of mouth and tongue felt divine and while he set a hand at the back of her head he had the willpower not to draw her straight down that scepter. Nor did he press his hips forward somehow managing to remain still against her torturous actions.

She could not retreat, not that he had expected her to. Rather he sought to touch her in some way. That hand patting the back of her head more than holding it firmly in place. Slowly she took more of him teasing him further.

On the brink of faltering he composed himself by reaching down and working a hand against one of her small curves. His thumb rubbed small circles against her nipple. His eyes remained focused on her as she worked, his gasps stumbling out of his mouth and she saw the widening of his eyes in shocked delight when she took all of him in.

He was throbbing immensely but had the control to hang on even though she was tasting precum before long. Each suck caused him to throb even more. While he remained composed enough to allow her to direct the flow of all this he could not resist that temptation in having her finish.

He could smell the blossoming of her sex could hear her own fingers playing with herself. Kurgan managed to hold off for some time, the species known for stamina. But she did manage to get that reward as he finally burst into her mouth with a deep groan.

Afterward he pulled free and helped her up. His member still hard, still throbbing. His hands flowed to her hips and while he needed a quick breather he was far from finished.


“That was wonderful, as always.” He turned her around spreading her legs and having her hands press down on the bed. Licking down her spine he gave her ass a slap followed by a squeeze. Getting on his knees he sucked on two of his fingers quickly before moving in closer, strong licks over her slit while his wet fingers toyed with her back door swirling against it prior to pressing in, nice and slow judging just how sore she was and preparing her for things to come as he continued to lick that tongue over her sex as those fingers pressed into her rear, slow strokes against her time and time again as he bidded his time in recovering.

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"Mmmm!" Shimmering eyes shot wide open at the feel of that molten blast against the entrance to her throat, the precious reward of a task completed. She drank with ravenous gulps. A tongue swirled about the length of his shaft, further over the swollen tip when he began to pull free, along with an enhanced suction of slutty lips squeezing down on every inch which hoped to escape her grasp.

She drained him until the last moment and gasped for oxygen, starting with a deep sigh of contentment when he managed to pull away with a wet pop! Phoebe nearly came sucking him off, her cheeks flushed beyond the point of no return. Sweet juices pooled between her legs, along with an ever increasing urge to tend to her drooling sex for what little was required to get her over the edge. Glassy eyes gazed up at the white wolf, her breaths hot and heavy given how long he lasted against her altered mouth.

Soon thereafter, Kurgan propped his petite companion on the bed, holding position on all fours with the precious wares of her body hovering right before his features. Moisture rolled over her inner thighs, the collective fluids of her growing desires which led up to the blonde woman's blooming flower. She braced for discomfort when he drew near, for pain when fingers clenched into fists and the covers bunched up in her grasp from tension alone.

The strain on both body and mind had to have been intense. She arched her back before he even began, thinking even the slightest blow of air was going to make her feel how sore she truly was. Just getting up on the bed forced her trembling lips to part with a groan, but more was yet to come.

Pouring alcohol on an open wound came to mind, at least these were her expectations as a sharp hiss had been torn from her lungs when these aching muscles were spread and stretched out around his digits. She winced at his tongue dragging itself over dripping depths, the heat and moisture soaking her flesh whilst he got to explore hers. Shudders rolled over her spine along with a heated gasp, the first time she breathed out in what felt like an eternity as if it could really be that bad.

But, Phoebe's responses made it seem far more severe than it actually was. It really wasn't much, not with him moving as slow as he was. After the first few cautious descents into her crushing backside, her voice had lowered some as supposed anguish bled over into pleasure, one sensation replaced by the other more and more once she was treated to this gentle touch. She let her eyes drift shut. Soft, sensual moans oozed from delightedly parted lips with each contact of that long, agile tongue, forcing her nethers to twitch and tingle in equal measure.

"Ah .. Unngh .." There was no denying how good it felt despite recent experiences. Before long she was guiding herself back against him just barely, the succulent bulk of that sweet peach shaped ass offering the slightest of counterthrusts to those digits burying themselves into her, nice and slow. Small but perky breasts rocked back and forth amidst the rhythm of their movements, displaying firmly hardened peaks to the naked eye. She'd been abused for hours on end, but it hadn't ruined her completely thus far. It'd be great to indulge willingly one last time, if only to taste another sweet release at the hands of someone who cared.

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Kurgan played with her as he explored how much she could take. That pace slow as his tongue lapped up the juices of that flower. Fingers pressed into that backside nice and slow continuing long after she began to respond.

There was no need to hurry and he had ensured that she was good and ready for this before those fingers escaped her. That tongue left her and she would feel a hand roaming her backside, rubbing against it briefly before his member pressed against her rear.

One hand held a hip as he slowly inserted himself. At the same time he was reaching around the other hip, two fingers pressing into her depths at the same time just as slow as both fingers and cock met up within her.

Both pressing her back and forth between the pair but that slow pace had not been given up only he opted to go with. Bending over her his tongue moved along her spine while his hand on her hip had been free to explore her rubbing first against her shapely ass then brushing along a flank until it was stretched out far enough to play with a curve of a breast, rubbing and squeezing it, bringing his index finger against her nipple time and time again.

Throbbing as he filled that petite body after having the divine pleasures of her mouth he know received that pleasure again in a totally different way groaning out behind her with each thrust he made into her. She was cleaned up nice, her body springing back well enough after he had treated her tightening back up with those drugs he used in short order. Her status as a sex slave had accounted for most of the rest, though he was quit sure that there had been that connection that accounted for the rest that empathy at being a runt too like himself that the other slaves could not attest to given their assets. Vertically the slaves were not large but their chests often were, different species, different standards even if she were quite smaller then the rest of them too.

“Quite good! H-How are you holing up?” He was throbbing mildly faster, excited but she would know that his release was not imminent knowing how intense that throbbing was prior to his release into her throat.

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Phoebe struggled to outlast wave upon wave of his loving affections, pushing her body to the limit in the hopes of prolonging matters as long as she could to make the end all the more memorable. She got damn close to succumbing to these sensations. It was enough to render her a shuddering, dripping mess before long, her every cell begging for more and yet she refrained from giving in that easily.

She broke once he pushed inside from both ends, twin invaders rubbing against each other as a hot surge of her secretions washed out over his fingers, her gasps drowning amid a barely muffled cry. She felt hot inside, unable to control the flames. Part of her figured they may have been heard one room over, but she didn't care. Her insides folded about Kurgan as if he belonged inside her, her eyes flickering back to respond with what little coherent thought she could muster. "I- Ah! I-It's getting easier .."

Shoving back with each ever fulfilling thrust, their hips pressed together and became one, much like a key fit a lock given how deliciously that supple round peach of her ass came rolling back against him. She delivered it with a nice, little twist to her licentious movements, accentuating her one truly endowed asset by raising it further before bringing it down on his precious cock. Have him watch, she thought, have him ogle those succulent curvatures as they swayed solely for him in these passionate few moments.

She'd grown more ecstatic by the second, their pace nice and slow as surge upon surge of erotic heat pulsed throughout her inner core. Swaying blonde bangs barely hid her flushed features when Phoebe glanced over her shoulder, a lone hand heaved off the bed to bring it up against her rump, gently burying her fingertips in a supple cheek to emphasize her wares once more.

This was divine. She gazed upon him with heated breaths which bled over into deep, sensual cries every now and then, along with euphoric whimpers when he struck upon one particularly sensitive spot. Stiff nipples throbbed amongst his touch, her petite breasts pulsing with warmth as they, too, engorged with blood before long.

An endless streak of moans was the reward for his actions, along with the ever escalating heights of backed up need he discovered in her eyes. Though what he saw didn't even come close to what he felt. She was tight, whether through extensive training or his injections, but the friction alone had been as delightful as it was during their first time.

Strong inner muscles collapsed about his twin digits time and time again whereas that throbbing hot piece of man meat had been downright crushed, every inch of it worshipped by one ever consuming embrace of these heavenly snug depths. They were practically sucking him in, tempting his every inch to return when he'd hoped to draw out a bit further than before. Her mouth could compete, but these acts were what she'd been prepared for for months on end.

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Her moans made it encouraging, that flushed look as she peered back at him giving him plenty to look at was far to enticing. If he had his way then this moment would never end. Yet it had to. That crushing tightness surrounded him experienced with each thrust. His fingers were smeared with her juices and while he held no doubts that his other patient heard them it was far less likely that any of the guards were in ear shot.

Outside of bringing her to and fro from the infirmary since they were not interested in either prisoner they were only likely to be here in escorting her or actually injured.

When at last he came he exploded within that ass. He did not pull out straight away enduring her movements for as long as he could before pressing his fingers deep inside her pussy holding her back against him in an attempt to keep her still. He could not keep her immobile though given that she could still wiggle from side to side, which if she did he would be forced to vacate her.

Flipping her over again he offered up his soaked fingers to her while he lapped up her sex while she sucked on them. After licking up such a tasty treat he had time to clean her up again, spending a bit more time touching an licking places that didn't even need cleaning.

Allowed to catch her breath he left her unstrapped and with that candy so she could stuff it in her mouth when hearing the guards arrive since they had to go through the other room first. “It is best to pretend to be unconscious when they arrive. I'll tell them I sedated you before cleaning you up.”

Again she was given that gown allowed to rest for a bit before the guards did arrive. They had exchanged words with Kurgan, possibly asking why she was unstrapped but as far as she could tell they were not heated words or a long exchange. The pair pulled her out of the bed carrying her by the arms Suffice it to say just one of them could have moved her by merely slinging her over their shoulder.

Before long she had been dumped on the bridge before the captain, only this time she wouldn't remember much of it. It was all a bit of a haze when she came to on the floor of the bridge, either forgot or discarded for the time being.

A quick look around would show that no one was paying her any attention at the moment. The captain was standing closer to a screen that project some sort of armored individual on it. From the snippets of conversation the captain was requesting assistance.

From where the captain was standing it was unlikely that she could be seen on the monitor. Most likely this was a bounty hunter of some sort.

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Weary muscles slackened on the bed Phoebe collapsed on. A forearm settled upon her eyes, shielding them from the bright lights after such strenuous activities. She was breathing heavily, drinking in lungfuls of air whilst soaking in sweat and the body towering above hers. She'd accepted the offered fingers with a mischievous smile, feeding off her altered mouth to add to the taste of her juices as tender moans roll over the tongue roaming about each drenched digit. There was truly nothing to complain about this short session of theirs.

Short, but extraordinary compared to what the Captain put her through. She couldn't fight him then and was forced to quake and shudder in the throes of passion over and over again. Here, not only her body got to drown in these sensations. Succumbing to the doctor's delicious shaft of her own free will had been absolutely stunning. Servicing patrons for months didn't even come close to this taste of freedom, to share carnal pleasures with someone she chose rather than sleep with men who paid her former Mistress.

Such momentary blessings were all she got, however. She had to eat that miraculous candy when the guards arrived and had been carried off soon thereafter. Whatever happened then, she had no recollection of these events. Somewhere deep down, Phoebe knew what transpired by finding herself in a common state aboard the ship, exhausted and coated in vile torrents of molten seed, some of which had pooled between her legs as she was discarded.

Seeing the Captain converse and picking up pieces of his conversation with an unknown figure, Phoebe attempted to move closer. She found no one paid attention to her at the time, not enough to someone they likely believed to be unconscious anyway. Given the monitor's focus she doubted she could be seen all too soon and shuffled closer, little by little, smearing the floor in their combined secretions.

All things considered, she didn't have much to go on other than the plan Kurgan proposed. What minor psychic talents she possessed were unrefined and wouldn't be of much help either, maybe if Aegir ever had the chance to train her, but that simply wasn't the case. She didn't think they'd ever meet again either, considering how things went down thus far. Perhaps, with the Captain requesting assistance, Phoebe could pick up on a few specifics nonetheless. With any luck she'd ascertain what the problem was, what they needed this armored individual for though deep down she'd hoped it'd offer an advantage to her escape plans.

Of course, shuffling closer brought risks. She knew them well though as long as they didn't kill her there was no punishment she hadn't already endured in some way, shape or form. It was best to act and pretend to be too much out of it to comprehend what was happening than remain idle and wait for things to just play out before her.

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Whoever the armored individual was it had been clear that it was using a computerized voice. A response to the captain had been delayed briefly as it typed out a response. It was probably male, at least the computerized voice had been.

There could have been several reasons for this. Either it was unable to speak the language and computers translated things on his ship, it was as easy as a speaker being in it's helmet. Another would be that it understood but lacked vocal cords.

From portions of the conversation the captain didn't seem to know what the issue was. They were cruising along in hyperspace, popped out and the engines were damaged to the point they refused to reengage so they were essentially drifting.

That seemed to be the greatest problem. They still had power in many other areas she could see, mainly life support. If the engines were down related systems such as navigation had been effected as well and if they were drifting they couldn't use sublight speed either in order to limp to the nearest planet. Often that still took years, decades or longer but the idea was often to head to areas that were likely to get help to you soon.

The distress beacon had to have been picked up as an anomaly by the other ship that dropped out of hyperspace to check it out. While sending messages in hyperspace had been all but impossible with average tech on the civilian market distress signals had been one of those things designed to get recognized one way or another. Some even broadcast simple messages, the expensive kind, while others mimicked something unusual that begged to be checked out.

As she moved closer it did not appear as if the alien acknowledged her. It was impossible to tell where it's eyes where but there were no head movements, maybe it did not wish to give her away to the captain or just didn't see her.

She was left there as the captain departed. She was made aware that the other ship docked with their own. The others did not bother with her leaving her to think that the bridge would be off limits to the new arrival.

When she was beginning to think that was the case a message came in as an internal com channel was being opened, the captain making it clear that they were heading to the bridge to reset a few things. He must have been with the alien still warning them ahead of time.

Now the guards did approach her, scooping her up. Another working to collect the tattered gown. There was a scramble in cleaning up the mess, whether or not there was enough of it was another matter but there was no way to mask the scent. If that wasn't a sealed suit there might be a chance.

The closest room to the bridge had been the captain's quarters. Shuffled inside the door locked behind her but in their rush no one checked the room preferring to get her out of sight quickly.

There could have been something useful here. The captain had a large four post bed, a chain secured to one of the posts where someone could be shackled and kept close. There were several trophies here too, various animal heads of fierce beasts.

A computer was here as well and there was a bathroom and even a closet. A look around would uncover more than one weapon.

Beneath the pillow was a blaster, small, short ranged that could discharge a shot or two before the power pack was depleted.

In the closet among clothes had been a better blaster with decent stopping power and an effective mid range weapon. There were a few power packs here for both blasters.

Neither weapon was locked up though the blaster in the closet was in a box and appeared to be more of a collectors made out of a light weight alloy that she was unfamiliar with. Clearly the guards did not think there would be weapons here.

There was also a large knife in the closet, almost a small sword for her. It was heavy too, unwieldy for the most part but it was engraved it some sort of beast on the handle that had gemstones set for the eyes and precious metals for the teeth and claws.

Now she had a few options outside of Kurgan's long shot if she chose to try to take advantage of them.

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Alone at last. Phoebe bared her teeth, gritting them at her latest attempt to rise given how much the Captain put her through once again. She had that candy to dull her senses and moving about came close to struggling against the effects of a light sedative even now. There was no time to be lost, however, not when this could be the one and only opportunity to act.

Sifting through his belongings yielded interesting results. She discarded the clothing for now, focusing on assets rather than decency by getting dressed. There was that chain affixed to one of the bed posts, its primary use more than telling to someone who spent some time aboard the ship. Perhaps he liked to keep a favorite pet of his close, a woman he loved to punish for longer rides though at the time that didn't seem to be the case.

She took both blasters. What little the first could do may still prove valuable to her in the future. Keeping her distance had been one of the few advantages she had, especially with ranged weaponry. Though the knife looked menacing, she doubted it'd be of much use.

Loading up both weapons ensured they weren't short on power. Some spare power packs would have to take care of the rest from now on. Afterwards, Phoebe hurriedly cleaned herself off with the nearest cloth she could find and chose one or two pieces of clothing to wear. Less cum to soak her new clothes in, providing at least some measure of dignity. A shirt for the wolf would be more of a dress for her, but she had no choice. With any luck there'd be something other than lingerie considering the collar affixed to the bed and its primary use.

Strapping the blade to her had been nothing but a finishing touch. If she ever ran out of rounds in a fight, it may be a life saver. Then again, these wolves were awfully quick and strong. They were as likely to dodge as they were to tackle her in the process without getting struck at all. The smaller blaster joined the knife, leaving one of her hands free for the time being.

"Later." She reminded herself as the scepter came to mind. She hadn't found it during her search, not that it'd make much of a difference now anyway. Scanning for sounds next door, perhaps the new arrival would pick up on the stench of sex at least, which would make everything that much easier if he were to believe she was kidnapped.

Yet, despite having obtained these goods, Phoebe didn't have much of a plan. She needed special equipment to head out into space and access her ship, if she were to run off alone, that is. She didn't plan to, of course, but the truth of the matter was the only path out of here happened to be through the bridge, filled to the brim with hostile individuals. Perhaps the bath offered an alternative escape route, but even then there were other paths towards freedom for her to take.

The newcomer might've been her best shot. She was human, but options were limited here. Could it be worse than being brought back to Fafner? Listening for any signs that the Captain returned and spoke to someone other than his ilk, a fact uncovered by waiting and simple deduction, Phoebe would proceed to slam her hand against the door and cry out as loud as her weary voice could muster. "Help! Help me! I'm being held hostage! Someone, anyone!"

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The clicking of buttons, movements or yaps indicated that there were others out there. Just how many she was left to consider. Her recent memory was a bit foggy given the drug but in the past there were more than three. The best she was able to do was had been to tally up all the ship systems that were typically operated from the bridge and add one for the captain … well he wasn't there at the moment.

Some of the stations could be doubled up. The gunner often controlled shields as well but in battleships they could be two separate stations were control could be switched between the two in emergencies. What they would need as a bare minimum would be a sensor operator that could have served as the navigator as well, someone on shields/weapons too, perhaps a communications officer that could also see to tasks that the captain assigned him. At least three. Having accessed the blueprints earlier the ship wasn't huge, there were probably no more then a dozen of them and most would be either in the barracks, in engineering or on the bridge.

So a third of their numbers at each site? Strapped up and ready with one of the captain's shirts on she took a position near the door. Nothing happened for about five minutes where she could hear the arrival of the captain and the wild card in all this.

There was something else too, she could hear the sounds of metal from two separate beings, the armored alien and another? It had not come alone. A second later she could hear a similar male computerized voice asking to be shown to the navigation station when she started up.

There had been some commotion out there, she heard some sort of popping sound followed by that computerized voice that asked what that was, attention was being shifted to the door and she could hear the captain explain as others moved towards the door.

“An escaped slave we had to recapture.” Annoyed the captain went on. “She must have broken free of her restraints, again.”

It was clear that she should have been shackled, that someone clearly messed up. She still would have been able to get the smaller blaster and could have used it to get free but the sound of a shot would have drawn the others and she would have been lucky if the thing fired a second time.

From the sounds of it at least two of them were getting into position to storm the room. They would have to unlock it. As she visualized it there were two near the door and the captain and his guests had not moved any closer to where the door was remaining 10 meters or so behind these.

A beep indicated the door being unlocked but not yet opened as it was clear that the wolves were silently counting down to storm the room. Options shrank again as to have that show down here or fall back to the bathroom, she had only a scant few seconds to decide her next move.

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"I'm not a damn slave! I've been kidnapped! Please! Help me!" Her altered mouth wasn't too thankful for speaking in the first place. But, there was no use shouting for help considering they were but two newcomers surrounded by hostile aliens. If they were to interfere in any way, they'd likely put themselves at risk. That is, if they even believed her words and understood them from their current location. What else was an escaped slave going to claim in order to try to escape again? At least the smell didn't appear to alarm them. Perhaps they couldn't sense it in the slightest. There was no telling how their bodies processed such stimuli after all.

She didn't wait around for them to storm the room and bury her under a hail of relentless attacks that'd no doubt silence her. The numbers were against her, but at least a few weapons had been in her possession by now. Clutching the blaster in her grasp, she'd hoped at least some of her shots were going to hit their target. She had enough rounds to erase everyone aboard the ship from existence twice over, but they weren't exactly going to stand in one spot and wait for her to shoot them.

Phoebe's body felt cold, the shudders of fear coursing through her system whilst adrenaline pumped through her veins. Struggling with the common fight or flight response let her feel the outcry of every cell in her body, to run while she still could though she knew there was nothing good to come of this course of action.

In the end, however, Phoebe's mind buckled beneath the pressure. She made haste to fall back to the bathroom and shut the door though the girl had failed to explore the premises beforehand it'd be better than nothing. Perhaps the other room would've been the better choice, a more generous battleground spacially rather than a smaller chamber with more obvious places to stay in. She wasn't thinking straight. The fear of captivity and punishment kept her moving, like a rat in a labyrinth they drove her onward with fewer choices lying ahead after each turn as there was no going back for her.

Scanning the room for potential escape routes, however narrow they may be, was one of the few options she had left. With any luck there'd be a tub there, perhaps with the edge being high enough for a woman her size to hunker down and prepare for the inevitable. Already, Phoebe began to regret coming here, heart pounding against her chest as this felt more and more like a terrible idea compared to duking it out in the adjacent bedroom.

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