The guard came over as she indicated sitting down next to her after a glance out of the cell as if concerned that someone may have been watching. The cell didn't have any surveillance footage. He could have been shutting it off but she doubted this since he wanted those photos of her and if there were cameras then he wouldn't need the images.

Even if they were hidden by Faulk he may not have been left in charge of her care. But a ship like this had no reason to have such surveillance if the cell was only to store unruly crew for a few hours or days or transporting the occasional prisoner such as now.

The extra costs really weren't worth it. After all where would she hide if she managed to escape? The biggest chance would be when they were on a planet or docked with another ship but in these cases they were probably more weary.

He listened to her, then shook his head. “It hasn't been so bad. It's an easy assignment, a lot easier than work on the bridge. The real work comes in when you happen to be on the bridge since my post has been covered for the time being.”

He paused for a second then went on. “I would place a bid but frankly I don't even have enough credits to get a second hand ship let alone compete with these high rollers. But ...”

Again he paused knowing a bit more and debating on whether or not to disclose it. He decided to and went on though his tone lowered to a whisper as he leaned in closer to her.

“I hear we are meeting up with one of the other ships. Your friend will be at the same auction as you. Raleigh isn't the best Master but he's got the credits to blow anyone out of the water if he wants. He's big into non-humans so there's a high chance your friend will be sold to him.

“If you impress him then you two can be together at least. Assuming that he purchases your friend of course.”

Leaning in close yielded more of her bodily heat when the petite temptress did much the same. Scantily clad hips shuffled close in all their wealth of warmth and supple flesh while she nearly embraced him in the process. At least that’d be the case if not for the meal occupying her hands at the time. Even through layers of armor, there was no ignoring the enhanced pressure from her small stature though that wouldn’t be the end of it.

Subservient as always, more out of habit than feeling the need to be in the scaly guard’s presence, he’d still piqued her interest with the information at hand. With her head bowed down low, eyes flicked up to glance at him through the gossamer curtain of her blonde bangs, Phoebe couldn’t hide a certain measure of renewed confidence. Whether Aegir made it to their destination in time or not, there was an alternative to be explored here, something to prepare for the worst case.

If nothing else, such a revelation proved to be a boon to her imminent stay on Tellon. Seeing how Raleigh fancied non-humans, it was good enough to have a name in case she and Viryon didn’t manage to fall into the same man’s hands. It’d help to track the scaled woman if there ever was a way to seek her out again.

„Raleigh?“ Yet with her voice lowered to match his, Phoebe couldn’t help but wonder. „Impress him how? As far as I know there won’t be much alone time with him unless there’s some way to arrange that?“ She had a few ideas, but might have to improvise on the spot depending on the circumstances.

She wasn’t afraid of putting on a show if necessary. Viryon may think of her less, but in the end she’d probably understand. Serving men and women alike used to be her daily routine for months on end anyway. The very thought was making her shudder, or was it her tongue as every word sent another blessed blow of hot air across those tender nerves? In any case, there’d be no shame greater than allowing herself to stay behind when the one she’d saved from a maniac fell victim to another unsavory type. „How would I even recognize the man? What’s he look like?“

He nodded confirming the name. “That's not his real name but the one he goes by. Raleigh is human I think or a near-human. I've never dealt with him on a personal level but I have seen him. Let's see, he's about yeah tall, portly, bald and always in these fancy clothes least every time I've seen him.

“He won't be alone having numerous attendants and body guards but his primary body guard is a Hel'Corian, one of those reptilian mercenaries. You'll know him by his cybernetic left hand. While I am unsure how a human could impress Raleigh it may be better if you get the attention of the Hel'Corian. Raleigh gets him treats from time to time.

“In the long run I have no idea how things will work out but you should be in the same household. You should be able to see your friend from time to time at least. Raleigh, since he has money, will be able to see the slaves before they are auctioned and can even skip the whole auction process with the amount of credits he has there's no need to haggle over prices and he can easily overpay for a slave to get what he wants before there ever is an auction.

“So he gets the first look. Sometimes though he enjoys hanging out in the stands and having the whole auction experience. Bidding against competitors and what not though if he really wants he can outbid the others. Sometimes it adds a bit of a thrill to things,” he shrugged obviously one not to have that sort of wealth nor what got one's attention at that stage of the game.

He glanced at her. “That is the best you can hope for.” There were other sorts of tips that he could have offered but in the long run they didn't matter in the grand scheme of things. Even if she were broken and discarded he would be unable to afford her. Even a broken slave had a little value and that value was beyond what he had to cloth, feed and shelter a slave on top of the costs of purchasing one. His duties kept him here working until he had saved up enough to brake the cycle.

Not only did he have to get his own ship but had to have some capital left over to go into business for himself otherwise he would still be stuck working for others. He set a hand on her thigh rubbing it a bit but not interrupting her from eating.

While he was not a human and didn't experience these color changes himself he was fairly certain what they entailed from porn. Embarrassment, exhaustion and need. Neither of the first two made much sense to him in this circumstance. She was well rested and had clothing covering her keeping her modest. Nor was she under any direct attention that should embarrass her.

“Now finish eating so I can eat ...” he grinned at her then patted that leg.

By the sound of it she’d end up dealing with a stout nobleman though the man likely wouldn’t live up to her expectations. As far as his human side went, Phoebe doubted there were any all the way out here. Her time with the ADD taught her as much, but if he wasn’t one she could hardly imagine what he’d actually turn out to be.

„Looks like I’ll have no choice.“ Unbeknownst to him, there were better things to look forward to, but only if everything worked out as anticipated. Raleigh seemed to have the potential to render their plans null and void. If contact with Aegir or whatever puppet he sent couldn’t be made due to Raleigh’s privileges, keeping the man’s fascination from Viryon may prove more challenging than making herself seem like a worthy investment at the same time. She didn’t mean to lose another one of her companions out of her sight in the coming days and chose to play the game rather than chance it once more.

However, with the implication of where she and her jailor were headed next, Phoebe’s flushed features creased into a more mischievous expression. „Why, are you in a hurry?“ She’d lowered her voice, syllable upon syllable lashing out at him in a low, sensual purr, while the nearly finished meal had been set aside for now. Tender fingertips grazed the back of his hand, then cupped it to plant it more firmly against her luscious thigh. Her free hand wandered along his arm, tentatively stroking it with a lone finger.

„I’ll have you know I’m hoping for dessert as well.“ As she spoke, it deviated to his shoulder, then back down to his ribcage and chest where it lingered. Sultry eyes followed in its wake, regarding the wealth of a man she had at her hands before flicking the glistening orbs back up to his own.

„In the meantime, I’ve been thinking .. No ..“ Slowly, Phoebe’s touch receded and crested the swell of her lithe lush lips as the young woman feigned being torn between one choice or the other. „Maybe we shouldn’t .. Or .. maybe we should.“

In the end, however, Phoebe brushed aside some of her blonde locks, revealing more of her blush and accompanying smirk to the scaled guardian. „You like those pictures you took, don’t you?“ She teased, leaning in to further foist herself upon the specimen who seemed reluctant to act on his needs before. „I won’t be here much longer .. Why don’t you fetch your camera for a little something special?“

“No, no, no hurry at all,” there was a tremor to his voice as he spoke taken off guard. It was clear that he had been nervous, clearer still that he enjoyed the heat of that passing touch.

His breathing was irregular, his grip on her thigh tightened at one point and should she have looked it was clear that his member swelled straining against his pants as she went on teasing him with those coy words.

He grabbed her by the arm hard, gazed at her then loosened his grip as he observed her reaction, It was clear that she had been playing, that she was feigning holding back something yet at the same time he couldn't help but react in some way even if he did retain control of himself for the moment it was clear that he wanted what he could not have.

As thoughts swirled through his head he somehow heard her suggestion about fetching his camera. He had no idea what she had in mind but nodded in response. He got up moving with some difficulty to the adjoining room.

He must not have been thinking straight, that much was clear since in his haste the cell remained opened, He wouldn't be long and didn't view her as a threat. It would have been easy to get out of the cell. Getting the drop on him would have been possible too but that left a hole as to her next course of action when so much more could be done by bidding her time. At least that way she had a chance in meeting up with Viryon and planning an escape from there if things with Aegir fell through.

The guard was not gone long. The camera was out, possibly used recently. As he turned it over to her she could see a digital image of her on the screen and could read all the buttons on it that controlled zoom.

The device was outdated by a few years though the guard might not have been up to date with all his tech as she would find settings on it that he didn't know about, at least he didn't use them. There was the ability to take dictation with it as well as a feature that allowed for recording as well. The device was a little clunky and not user friendly but nothing she couldn't figure out in a few short minutes.

Her reptilian guard gazed at her. “What did you have in mind?”

She did wince when he established a firm grip on her arm. Wide eyes stared at him for a moment, then the once tense yet adorable features of her face slackened with relaxation. Phoebe smiled, knowing he couldn’t act upon these distinct cravings that tormented him deep inside, but the message was clear. He wanted her and toying with him for too long may not be a good idea.

The door remained open though when he returned his shapely blonde guest hadn’t stepped out of her cell at all. Soon, the young woman reached out for the camera, waiting for him to hand it over before analyzing it a bit more thoroughly. Images were sufficient, but she had something a little different in mind. Luckily, this model didn’t prove too difficult to figure out in a reasonable time frame.

„That depends on what you want to keep as a reminder of my stay here.“ Sumptuous lips creased into a smirk as her eyes flicked up to meet his mere moments before she tapped on a panel at the device’s outer side. „Aaand ..“ She’d opened it, making the whole thing appear similar to some sort of camcorder though he probably wouldn’t know much about it considering pictures were enough to satisfy him. „You do realize you can capture video with this as well, don’t you?“ Her smirk widened while pointing the camera at him for a moment, then revealing the results of moving pictures, sound and various zooms in one. „Wouldn’t that be far more engaging than mere pictures of me?“

Turning it around, offering him to take it in her stead, Phoebe’s smaller albeit scantily clad stature pressed up against his larger frame. Their height difference made it easy to feel his covered, but vigorously throbbing phallus pulse against her belly. „I’m offering you a little something special, you hear me?“ Tempting as it was, she couldn’t help but rub herself against him in a languid, clockwise fashion. While doing so, her body shuddered with anticipation. „You’ll be recording everything you want, however you want, from whatever angle you want. I’m sure a resourceful man such as yourself can keep the camera steady, no matter what I do.“

Phoebe then paused and stepped back, eyes dipping to the bulge in his pants before her hands traced the guard’s upper thighs, pelvis, then waist and chest to explore the still wrapped present in front of her. She found her breaths were deeper now, her lips slightly agape as her own cravings were rising with every spoken word. „Whether you want to give or take orders, whether I’m a good or bad girl .. You decide before before we begin.“

Slave or Mistress, or anything he could desire, she was making him choose as sultry, half lidded eyes locked with his. „What should I be to you, hm?“

Since he proved fit to burst through his pants at any given time, there may not be much of a concern as to her role in the coming hours, but it’d be something he could always watch again in the future. They might as well follow whatever deep, dark desires he’d kept hidden in the back of his mind. Hearing him relish mere pictures as much as he did, the real thing ought to excite him beyond reason. She wouldn’t mind doing a bit of improvising if he couldn’t decide. There’d be plenty of things to pamper him with for as long as either of them could last.

Why even commit to the matter at hand, Phoebe didn’t really think about it herself. Their destination was within reach. As a prisoner, this happened to be the most potent amount of pleasure and power she could experience for some time. Not to mention, she and her friends may be split up soon enough. It’d be a distraction, if nothing else, something to make her feel good and in control of herself despite the circumstances.

“I had no idea. And yes video would be far more engaging he had to be shown how to record with the camera committing those details to memory that was if he remembered at all given her closeness. His member throbbed as he fumbled the camera after exhibiting a deep swallow.

Nervous excitement could be seen in those trembling hands that managed to get that record feature going. He got her in frame then took his eyes off that screen in order to regard her. Good … bad … logic told him which he should have chosen but he tossed that out.

The reason was simple really. Soon she would be a slave, there were no doubts that she would be sold. While not every slave was he expected that someone would want her for their own personal collection. If not there were always the owners of those seedy sex clubs that tended to pick up any slaves that were left over in addition to the ones that they bid on that would command top credit.

So her days of freedom would soon be over. Technically they were over now while she was being transferred.

“Bad,” he answered. She would have a little control for the moment at least. He throbbed yearning for attention barely able to restrain himself yet knowing that he needed to. His eyes dashed to the camera making sure she was still in frame then glancing back to her.

All his limitations were considered in the ensuing flow of rhythmic movements which roused the woman’s delightful silhouette to life. She wouldn’t want him to miss a moment of what’s to come. Strange as it was, there was enjoyment to be had for the both of them.

She’d remained close, not enough to touch yet to torment with every feature of hers that’d be captured with crystal clear quality. Phoebe tapped her chin as she was pacing before him, never taking her eyes off his whilst breaking the monotony of sensual movements with a smile and chuckling when he provided his answer. Small hands traced her charms, curling about every enticing bit of milky flesh within reach.

„You want what you can’t have, isn’t that right?“ Smirking triumphantly, cheeks flushed with desire, Phoebe’s gaze dipped as much as her voice though it was only the former which came back up after eyeing the man’s barely concealed assets. Afterwards, her petite frame bent over from the waist up just as a languid caress passed over the girl’s collarbone, then along the contours of her small albeit perky bosom.

Stiffening teats protruded from the provocative, sable black attire upon her curvatures, flanked by puffy areolae as every spoken word infused the shapely captive with a rising tide of molten lust. She breathed desire, bloomed amidst the faint traces of pleasure rolling off her altered tongue and throat and oozed passion with each carefully crafted syllable that’d not only be captured on film, but viewed many times in the future. This slight measure of freedom tasted wonderfully thus far, if only it turned out to be one lengthy game of pretend.

Another aspect of this had been more alluring than simply fulfilling their growing needs. The vast majority of former patrons were in it for a more hands on experience. She tended to be a good girl from dusk till dawn. It’d be a welcome change of pace.

Sashaying over to the metal bunk, bending over and facing away, her plush backside gathered more attention than seductively swaying hips which carried her to the spot. „You’re aching for attention. So am I. Alas, you have your orders .. Your discipline’s admirable, but I’m still so, so lonely .. so needy ..“ Arching her back for emphasis, Phoebe’s one free hand reached back to cup one of these full, ripe cheeks, allowing her fingertips to dip into the ample peach of flesh. First it rubbed across a cheek, then her upper thigh before coming back up, slowly raising the skirt portion of that skimpy dress to flaunt her wares with little more than a fleeting glimpse he was able to record.

„If only I had a strong man like you to keep me company.“ Afterwards, Phoebe eased onto what passed for her bed these past few nights. She rolled back to face him, practically lounging with one beautifully sculpted thigh draped over the other. Petite digits trailed across her frame, only allowing him to picture what it’d be like to finally explore her himself once more.

The sunflower blonde observed his every conscious or subconscious response to her actions, all while brimming with confidence and ever growing desire for no one but him. „Now .. You can’t hide the truth in your eyes, handsome. You want me. No, you need me .. And do you know what I’m going to do to you?“

She lolled on the bunk, eroding his resistance with bedroom eyes and voice to match her pose. „I’m going to take my sweet time with you tonight, and you’ll love every second of it .. Your hands may be tied, but mine won’t be.“ The smirk upon her features widened, right as she couldn’t help but chew on her lower lip for a brief moment. „Now, what are you waiting for? If you want it so badly, I want to see you flat on your back ..“

He nodded, his response a low raspy affirmation of what she knew to be true already. She could clearly see the bulge that had swollen, the look to his eyes as he followed everyone one of those sultry movements. The recorder moved to follow her as if by instinct. He was no longer looking down at the screen to see if she was framed right not wishing to miss what remained right before him.

Not Faulk, nor any of the others had learned about the alterations made to her tongue. There had been no need for them to think about her obedience or any reason for them to question it at all. He had been the closest to figuring out that something wasn't quite right but his best guess was that she had been conditioned as a sex slave and her incarceration had her falling back into that role once more.

How had she escaped? Perhaps she was rescued. It wasn't important as she was here now. The camera recorded her every movement. While it was old it was still cutting edge at least when it had been made. It was designed where it had “smart” features a limited form of AI that could be shut off but he did not know enough about it to do so. Thus the camera only needed those initial seconds of video to guess what his subject was based on the tracking of it's movements and kept her in the center of the shot even zooming in on her as she displayed her shapely rear and laid there on the bed.

He wanted to touch her, wanted to be that touch that washed over her. There was nothing about touching her, those clothes a wrapping of that delicious candy that he craved. Duty had not been considered at the moment, however, he was too busy regarding her. Perhaps there was something in the back of his mind that kept him from indulging, kept him from indulging that reptilian brain of his and simply taking what he wanted. Indeed that part of him was strong, he was reptilian after all and thus that portion of his brain made up a good deal of it.

There were things that set them apart from simple base needs. A portion that could resist simple urges. Maybe he would have done better if he limited his time fighting against temptation indulging in her, getting pictures, thinking about her from the next room. Faulk may have thought that fear from disobeying such an order would keep him in line.

It was the same guard, while they looked similar to one another there were differences. Some where taller, some had more weight, none of them sounded alike and of course they had individual personalities.

At first there was some hesitation. The guard looked left and right as if looking for something. It soon occurred to her that he had been looking for a place to set the camera. But then he complied finding no place he held onto it tilting it up to face in her direction. His breathing increasing either in nervousness or anticipation.

Little thought went into falling to him at one point or another. The objective was to seduce, to enthrall and thus far it appeared to work. She ached to play more and his descent was a welcome sight in that regard. However, simply lying on the ground wouldn’t do. No sooner did Phoebe slide off her would-be pedestal and approach with ample hips swaying to an unheard tune, abusing the deafening silence between his breaths to let that anticipation build with her every languid step as it echoed within the chamber.

„You’re not much of a talker, are you?“ The sole of her foot tapped one of his thighs, then slithered along the inside applying little pressure until a few more gentle taps followed. „Don’t worry, I’ll get you to speak up soon enough.“ Once he caught on, the petite blonde claimed the resulting gap between his thighs, towering over the taller and stronger specimen with mischievous features.

Under the circumstances, neither he nor the camera would’ve been unable to regard the young woman’s sumptuous thighs in all their glory. Silken, unblemished skin graced luscious, trembling flesh, inviting a man’s touch. As with the remainder of her scantily clad beauty, however, few things were left to the imagination. She was drawing hot, panting breaths after all that talking. Stiff, throbbing nipples poked into the fabric of her dress from below, a little more with every lungful of air. Swaying lightly to the left and right, a hand set on her hips with confidence in mind, a few calculated albeit fleeting glimpses of her puffed up nethers were offered to both man and machine in equal measure.

Few customers, if any, bothered asking for what’s to come, mainly due to the fact it hardly served the purpose of their visit. „My, my .. Aren’t you eager?“ Seeing him confined to his pants, there could be no greater erotic torment other than not doing anything to him at all. „Or .. am I just that good looking to you? You flatter me ..“

She raised one of her feet just a little, keeping the other one for balance. A lone toe set out to trail along the taut bulge which had been nothing short of obvious by now. Humming quietly to herself, one toe was followed by another, then the five of them curled about the hidden girth with little pressure. She let him guide her, as with every throb and shudder her knowing touch lightly altered its path, grinding the fabric into his hopelessly erect manhood. The friction must’ve been intense.

„How does that feel, handsome?“ She cooed, enhancing the friction the more he managed to endure it without showing the desired, pleasure stricken reaction, whether it be physical or verbal approval on his part. „Are you going to cream yourself having me do this to you, or will you hold on?“

Phoebe bent over from the waist up just a little, raising the friction once more though her foot dipped to the swell of his covered testes instead, massaging and molding his backed up liquid shame. „Thrust your hips if you can’t take it anymore, but don’t disappoint me by doing it too early. You’re not allowed to cum though .. After all, I’ve got plenty of plans for you tonight.“

“No,” he answered not really one for much talking. It was easier with the others in getting through his day to day operations. His voice low, he was subject to plenty of hazing though no more than any other new recruit. Case in point Faulk taking her right there at his console in order to give him a real good look at what he was denied.

And yet here he was. On his back with a foot rubbing against that incredible bulge in his pants. His grasp on the camera was shaky but that auto zoom nullified the shakes stabilizing the image that he recorded with all that self correcting technology.

She was aroused, he could clearly see that from her body alone. He had all the intentions of seizing that ankle guiding it along that bulge knowing that the others didn't check in on her. Some how he refrained from doing just that breathing in ragged breaths as that camera slowly panned up her body capturing this moment in time.

His pants near the groin where a little damp from precum. She would feel him throbbing at time with his accelerated heartbeat. Quicker he throbbed, quicker still. His breathing became harder and harder, more raspy as time pressed on.

“It feels good,” he professed as she continued to torment him and by the looks of it herself as well. His mind turned to taring off those garments and pushing her down to the floor, the small portion of his brain that remained rational told him not to do that, that if he did so then he surely would have been discovered.

Then he got to thinking about removing those clothes. Maybe just taking her with them on. Clearly if the panties were torn who would know? A flood of thoughts went through his mind. Then his hips rose up off the ground. He was throbbing fairly quickly then, that throb would diminish in time as would his own heartbeat but he brought it down to the wire experiencing the most pleasure possible but that was cutting it dangerously close, he groaned out in pleasure closing his eyes for a long moment as he steadied himself.

„Good boy.“ A lone thrust halted her movements though that delightful set of toes remained curled about his girth for a short while, relishing the intense pulsations these minor touches had caused. She couldn’t help but smile in a complacent fashion when he could barely keep himself together. Her very presence became temptation in the flesh. The fine lines between staying in control one moment and being forced to the ground in the next seemed to blur the longer his needs weren’t met. Alas, they were far from finished and no one stated there’d be much of a break for him to cherish.

She descended to her knees between his spread thighs and pressed forward, back arched as her petite chest and face rolled into focus. Similar to the predator she could never hope to be, the careful adjustments to her stature caused the woman’s belly to drag across his trapped spire, all while lithe fingertips trailed across his covered torso. Hot breaths soaked his armor and flesh. She explored him, quivering in anticipation, rocking her luscious hips back and forth at a languid pace to torment his confined manhood further.

„Mmm .. Maybe it’s time for a reward.“ Then, the young blonde receded with a licentious wink. „It’s more of a reward for me than you, I suppose .. I’ve been waiting for you to join me all day.“ Trembling lips seized the mechanism keeping his pants tight before undoing it, eyes always locked with the camera whilst diluting the pressure around his loins as she pulled them down. His freed phallus quickly became encased in the gentle grasp of familiar silken digits, pumping more of his glistening precum to the surface.

Phoebe held him there, on the tormenting verge of release without allowing him to back up or move forward. „Oooohh ..“ Sensuous breaths oozed from needy lips to lash across his molten tip, along with her tongue which proceeded to roll out and encircle these wondrous patches of nerves that sent shards of bliss through the poor lizard’s aching groin.

„Ahhnn .. Ahn .. T-This cock tastes sooo goood ..“ After a short while of this, however, her pace began to speed out of control. His raging erection dipped to the girl’s features. She pressed it to one of her flushed cheeks, feverishly licking the narrow scepter’s sides like an oversized piece of hot candy while rubbing her unblemished yet soft and equally warm skin against it. The sheer depravity he’d discovered in the back of her dull, glassy eyes seemed to be taking on new heights every waking moment this continued on.

The breathing, the neglection, they amounted to more than mere desire. She craved more than a faint few licks to tend the profound ache that was building up in her nethers. This had to be the longest she’d ever endured these tormenting sensations without begging for sex. Due to her current position, the camera couldn’t catch the fact Phoebe was dripping wet, soaking even her panties in her own perversion fueled shame.

„Give it to me ..“ Stroking his shuddering man meat hard and fast, the woman’s plea had been almost drowned out amidst the desperate lap of her tongue worshipping the scaly member before her. „Please, release it .. I want your cum .. I want it all over my face .. Dump all your backed up sperm on me!“

The guard groaned. There was a look to those reptilian eyes that had focused on her as she moved skillful over her. A yearning that could not be denied from the breathing and the quivering arm that kept her in frame due to the smart properties of that device. His other hand clenched into a fist at those teasing movements as she swayed against him.

It was all that he could do not to burst. When she released him she could smelled that masculine musk up close. That hard spire throbbed repeatedly not able to relax much. It was a sheer testimony that he had not burst but he was so close. Precum trickled down that length.

She could taste him with those licks between those teasing breaths. She could hear him groan at her attention clearly anticipating this as much if not more than she at this point. Of course he too had to wait all day for this, nor had he envisioned doing just this when she had been returned to her cell, not like this anyway.

If there was anyone nearby they would have clearly heard that roar as her lips found him. She did not have to wait long for what she asked. That flow of precum continued to leak out of that tip as he groaned and strained until given that permission where a gush of release came at her.

That spire exploded as soon as he had been given permission her face was painted in his seed as he came with each mammoth burst of that member releasing everything that he had been holding back. It had been a wonder that he had managed to hold back for so long.

A hand reached down stroking the back of her head. He was still hard and throbbing at the end of all that, gasping in relief. Then looking at her he grinned.

“I guess I'm going to have to get you cleaned up before we arrive at our destination.”

To believe he was simply backed up by now may have been a misjudgment on her part. The vicious pulsations running along her fingertips as they curled around the hot, throbbing vein they’d teased for ages was a telltale sign of things to come. She’d do her best to catch it all. When he erupted, the sheer force and copious mass of his release matched those of a young volcano.

„Nnnnuuhh- Guh!“ Thick, heavy globs of goopy essence splattered directly against the insides of her mouth, exploiting parted lips that trembled with glee all along. She’d have coughed it back up though her training kicked in long before she’d fail him and the recording he’d keep as a reminder of her services.

„Ahhh .. hah .. Wow .. T-There’s so much ..“ The back of her head had to be the one thing not utterly defiled by molten lizard sludge. Sunflower blonde locks were soaked in the guard’s cum. Sticky threads pooled about flushed features, clinging to Phoebe’s peachy skin. She could barely gaze through the curtain of goopy release. There was more to be done than cleaning up, however, and her messy face descended to that still shuddering rod to devour it all the way to its roots. As her tongue swirled around his girth, Phoebe sucked and slurped on that hard, juicy cock to both cleanse and drain it in one elongated motion. Whether he could handle the enhanced sensitivity or not, lips pursed around his swollen crown as she licked across the narrow slit, siphoning the last of his reserves from the depths of his member.

„Mmm ..“ She came back up, the corners of her lips creased into a smile until they parted to reveal his liquid patronage. Phoebe then leaned in close to draw further attention to her overflowing maw before swallowing the remaining creamy alien spunk in one audible gulp. Afterwards, she’d licked these rich ruby lips clean before revealing her mouth once again, having dutifully consumed all she could gather.

The stench of cum and his manhood were enough to make the poor woman feel lightheaded. In combination with the fires of lust that wreaked havoc on her senses, the whole experience matched a fever dream. It proved difficult to even remember her role aboard the ship, let alone what would happen to her before long.

Worse, her body hadn’t experienced release despite the potency of his own. She ached, her every orifice burning not with desire, but raw need. Shuffling about served as a constant reminder that she was not being touched or filled, but it was necessary to fulfill this primal urge of hers at long last.

„We have the whole night to get to that .. I’m not stopping until you can’t move anymore.“ Phoebe cooed upon turning her back to him, the dress snug about the succulent contours that comprised the girl’s ample backside. She smirked then, looking over her shoulder to ogle the lizard still trapped beneath her as she raised the lower hem of her dress, revealing plush buttocks and soaked panties alike. „You love my ass, don’t you? Because it’s all you’ll be worshipping until I’ve had my fill.“

She never undressed, but rather pulled her panties aside to line up his molten spire with her smoldering, dripping snatch. Beneath the blonde’s breath, he could hear her desperation. „I-I need it .. Ah-Nnnghh .. I want it so bad ..“ The slightest of contact between them nearly set her off. „Ahhhnnn!“ Sinful warmth exuded from her quivering nethers as they spread around his cock, drenching his phallus in all the more heated nectar until Phoebe’s body simply succumbed to gravity, spearing her on that wonderful slab of man meat.

Fingernails dug into his thighs, her entire being left to tremble and cope with the rush of pure ecstasy. Shuddering velvety folds kissed and lapped his girth from one end to the other, convulsing violenty as though one mere thrust would be enough to break her focus entirely.

Dull, glazed eyes fluttered, then flicked to his in a moment of clarity. „Go on .. Put those hips to work. Show me how much you really love me.“ That may be breaking the rules though Phoebe had tempted him the entire time. She could trap him on edge again, goad him into losing himself to temptation. If none came to check after his bestial roar reverberated through the ship’s hull, no one would disturb them in the coming hours.

That recording captured it all, the disappearing alien spunk even his heated gasp when she cleaned that sensitive rod draining that last of the cum that was still pulsing out of that tip. He was still hard, still throbbing even as she towered above him and turned away.

Eyeing her backside as she posed that question to him he admired that ass. “Yes, I love it,” he professed. A scaly hand reached up to rub lightly against her backside as she exposed those dripping wet nethers to him.

That too had been captured as her smaller frame descended. A quick intake of breath as she made contact with that sensitive member teasing over that wet crown, inviting him into that warmth. Setting the camera on his neck and holding it in place with his chin his hands had been freed up.

Oh how he wanted to bring those hips up, how he wanted to feel even more of that heat. He figured that she was teasing him, reminding him of what he couldn't have and yet what he could have at the same time.

That following roar had not drawn any unwanted attention as he felt that heat swallow him whole as her lips had. Hands seized her hips as if to keep her there in place. For a moment he tried to capture his breath once more until she looked back, nails pressed against scaly thighs as they made eye contact as she announced what he should have been doing.

Truth be told he nearly took her resisting just barely. But now that she had engulfed him and that line had been crossed there was no sense holding back now. “As you wish.” He stammered.

Powerful hips reminded him of just how much stronger he was as he pressed up into her with such force he nearly sent her off of that spire. Whether or not he could have done that was uncertain since those hands on her hips drew her back down that length in a single tug only for that cock to shoot back inside her once again.

“Ahhh … that, that feels good!” He proclaimed, that cock moving slightly each time to press into her at a different angle until finding one that better suited the woman riding him reverse cowgirl style.

He was still throbbing each time, sensitive even now but able to push that aside as he got caught up in the moment.