Degenerate Star Ch. 05 - Attempt

"Aww, Capsy. I'd love to ride you like the little cock puppet you are, but I've got work to do. Including paying our tech for all the work he did on the hyperdrive. You remember what I promised him? Right?"

No! She looked up, pouting, she needed him now. She whined louder.

"Void. I set it too high." He slipped out his controller and thumbed the keys. "Okay, still in pet mode. Hmm. Settings are normal. I'll be damned captain, this is something you are sympatico with. Never pictured you secretly wanting to be treated like an animal.

She recoiled in her head. Void-blast! There was no way any sane person wanted what she'd just experienced. Mind-muddled and playing like a pet in heat? That wasn't something anyone would want. He had to be toying with her. Some sort of psyops to make her think she wanted to be reduced to a pet. The thought of it made her angry, but she couldn't express herself in any other way but to make a high-pitched whining noise.

"Haven't got time to sort it out right now. I'll get Doc to take a look at your biometrics once we're in hyperspace." Zed slipped the wand away. "Follow me. No speaking."

He led her back to the utility room, "Come on Redsy, time to pay our tech."

When Terellia stepped out into the passageway Zed continued, "Now listen close. No words whatsoever. I'll have my wand out, and if you even think of saying anything resembling a word, I'll zap that clit of yours into the next millennia."

Riley wondered why Zed was threatening Terellia. She remembered that the red-skinned girl didn't have a controller, just pleasure/pain implants. He was threatening her because she could disobey. Riley immediately wondered if Terellia would be able to pick up a weapon. And another thought, if they used chemistry to make weapons, like knockdown gas, would Riley be able to handle it?

"Yes, sir." Terellia nodded.

Zed reached out and gave Terellia's hair a hard squeeze.

Terellia squealed, and her knees quivered. "I swear, I won't say a word."

Riley reached out and touched Terellia, to show her solidarity.

Zed eyed the two and nodded. "All right, let's go."

At the engineering deck, the hyperdrive had its cowling back on, covering the internals. The tech was underneath the umbilical hanging from the overhead tracing wires and tubes into the impulse engines. When he saw Zed and the women enter, he turned to them.

"I heard the drive is ready. It's a little longer than we agreed, but two and a half hours isn't bad," Zed said.

The tech nodded, "It was a mess, I had to reharmonize the pulse coils, defrag the..."

"I'm sure it's all good," Zed interrupted. Capsy, take a look at it."

Riley moved past the tech to a work console. After a few moments of searching, she found the drive diagnosis apps and ran them. The important measurements all hit green, some barely. Many of the secondary tests were in the yellow, it would never pass inspection on a Federation ship.

She looked at Zed and, after a moment of consideration, gave him a thumbs up. Every instinct as a Federated captain told her to either thumbs down or wavering-hand gesture the work. She decided not to. The drive would serve well, and being a little dirty might leave larger echoes. Also, she didn't want to risk Zed thinking she was poo-pooing work to delay their flight.

"Capsy says we're good." Zed took the tech by the shoulder and led him to a seat. "I believe we owe you payment."

"Yeah, the total cost will be sixty-seven hundred credits, and um... the services we originally spoke of."

"Sixty-seven? Void-shift! Why don't you just rip out my implants while we're at it?"

"As I discussed with Mr. Rohm, it's two thousand an hour plus materials."

"I could buy a new ground-car with that."

"Well, yeah. But it's not going to get you to the next system. You've got at least another six months before you'll need to service this again."

Riley touched Zed on the shoulder. When he looked down at her, she nodded. It was a fair price for the work done. It was a little pricey, but they were on the frontier. He placed a massive hand on top of hers, frowned, and nodded himself.

She was elated. Even without words, Zed had taken her advice. He valued her opinion. He might make her say words contrary to that, but he'd just proven that he had feelings. Naked and in front of strangers or not Riley wanted to skip.

"Okay, Capsy says the deal is good. I'll wire the credits for dock release." Zed explained.

This much drama over maintenance fees? Zed's crew was not doing well. Maybe he was always like this when it came to payment, but Riley doubted it. This seemed to be a serious concern that nearly had him lash out at the defenseless tech. Another possibility to explore... Could members of the crew be bribed or bought off?

"There is the matter of reciprocal services as we discussed earlier." The tech said.

"Right. Redsy needs more brine."

"I was hoping the blonde could render those services this time."

"Capsy? My favorite?"

Riley blushed as her heart raced. An actual compliment? She was so elated she'd go down on a hundred techs to hear those words again.

"Well..." Zed considered, "Maybe if you could discount the price a tad?"

Like that, the elation evaporated. Zed was whoring her out. Sure, she had thought earlier that sucking off a hundred techs was worth the words from Zed's lips. But not to be sold as a discount. It made her feel cheap. Her services as a commander alone were priceless.

"Two percent?" The tech said. Riley was now furious. Not only had she been offered for sale, but the potential buyer thought she was worth less than a hundred and fifty credits. She wanted to bite his junk off.

"That's my favorite, don't insult me." Zed said in a low slow voice. He held out a hand to Riley then dragged her in front of him. She stood there naked, being shown off.

"Right, right. How about five percent?"

"You really mean to cheese me off?" Zed said with a flex of his inhuman muscles. "I'd consider twenty."

"Warp be damned, fifteen."

Zed ran his hands up and down Riley's sides. She writhed, she wanted him. She wanted him right here, in front of the tech. In front of Terellia. She could feel the heat building behind her navel. Zed suddenly slapped her ass making Riley jump forward at the tech.

"Done." Zed beamed. "Wotins are fun. But there's a huge difference between needing to perform and performing for the pure pleasure of it. And trust me, Capsy here, she loves it."

The tech's hands grabbed Riley's hips as she'd been propelled into him. She looked into his leering eyes and knew she was nothing more than a cheap good time. Her disappointment in Zed was monumental. She'd been sold into oral service for just a thousand credits. It was beyond humiliating. Her only solace was that Terellia had been sold for nothing more than a mouthful of cum.

"Go on Capsy. Show him just how much you love it. Lick that love pump like it's my own."

Riley sank to her knees as the technician's hand slipped up along her sides. Tendrils of flaming heat coursed through her body, each finger leaving its own fiery trail along her skin. His knees spread as her hands touched them and she leaned forward. His hand moved past her shoulder to grab fistfuls of her tinted blonder hair. With so many humans in the galaxy having straight black hair, hers was exotic, and the tech couldn't help but fixate on it.

She worked his trousers open and saw that he was ready. More than ready, it practically jumped when she touched it with a fingertip.

"Go on Redsy, smother him with those tits," Zed said from behind her.

Terellia stepped up and pressed her crimson skin to the technician. Her breasts squished against his face. He glanced at Terellia only for a moment, then turned his attention back to the strawberry blonde locks in his grasp.

Riley tilted her head and pursed her lips. Grabbing him she pressed her pouting lips to the soft veiny underside of his cock. She shook her head, as if to tell it no, and felt the shaft gliding along her lips. The tech groaned.

There was a completeness in hearing him so lost in pleasure at her touch. Zed said to show him how much she loved doing this, and although she was relatively new to the experience, she couldn't help but admit how it fulfilled her. The girls at Academy had talked about how much power they had during oral sex, and Riley was beginning to understand exactly that. With every stroke of her lips, every teasing kiss, every flick of her tongue she felt pangs of warmth shoot through her. Just as Zed said, she was beginning to love the power of it.

The tech's fingers gripped her harder, a thousand sweet little pins in needles in her scalp. She shook her head trying to loosen his grip and caress him with her lips at once. He groaned louder although it was somewhat muffled under the facial assault of Terellia's breasts.

Squeezing his cock in her fingers, Riley gave it a hard kiss on the very tip. His hips shot forward, trying to find entry, and she backed off. She was in charge here. He would only gain entry when she decided. As she stroked him firmly, letting her fingertips glide over the bottom of the shaft, she'd found her agency. He stared down at her pleading as pre-cum oozed out of him. Riley was his goddess.

Those begging eyes did it for her. All that desire, that need, that hunger for her, it drove her over the edge. She had to have him. Her pussy ached to have his cock in her. She wanted him so badly she reached down to touch herself because he couldn't

Her mouth engulfed him, and he swore with a hiss, "Distant stars."

Twitching inside her mouth, Riley sucked as she drew slowly back. He haltingly groaned, a tortured sporadic sound. Terellia continued pressing her deep red tits to his pale face, rubbing against him as if in heat herself.

Looking up Riley caught Terellia's eyes. Terellia ground her breasts against the human tech. Her eyes looked both hungry and sad, as if sorry that Riley was the one who had to perform. Riley couldn't understand why Terellia looked at her like that. As the commanding officer it was Riley's duty to protect her crew from harm. She needed to show her concerned crew member that she was not suffering, not at all.

Still holding Terellia's gaze Riley pushed herself down on the tech's cock and sucked firmly. The tech had said earlier that Terellia had nearly sucked his skin off, Riley wanted her performance to be different, softer, more in control. She pulled his cock from her mouth and slapped it against her face. Then lipped the words, 'I love it,' hoping Terellia would understand.

"Void! Forgot to reward Redsy." Zed said watching the show. He waved the wand, and with a finger press, Terellia stiffened. Whether she had understood Riley's message was lost as red fingers found her own pussy and begin stroking.

With Terellia lost in her own pleasures Riley could once again focus on the task at hand. She slipped the tech back in her mouth and began long, slow, sensuous plunges against him. Her fingers tightened around him each time her mouth neared his base. Riley was rewarded with a series of satisfied grunts from the tech, and growing pulses of pleasure from herself. Her own fingers worked in tandem with Terellia's, each slave frigging themselves madly in unison.

"Sweet, titty fucking singularity..." The tech groaned in agony.

He was too close to climax. Riley hadn't even gotten to try all of the filthy moves she'd imagined. She slowed her stroking, sucking, and tongue massaging hoping to prolong her play, her control, her ownership of this needy little prick. His hips began thrusting violently at her as his fists tightened in her hair.

Riley thrust her face down wanting to feel him stab deep into her throat. She gagged. Her body convulsed, and she wanted to wretch. There was also an explosion of electricity from her clit. Not painful, but tingling, setting all her nerves to sparkle. She stabbed herself again and was rewarded with another blissful jolt. She slowly choked, then glided along the cock that was all hers.

The tech howled. His body bucked. Terellia forced him back into the chair using her tits as a barrier. He began thrusting into Riley's mouth with such need that she felt proud being able to reduce him to such an animal.

He exploded inside her. Bitter, overwhelming bitterness. Zed's cum had made her mouth tingle, the tech's did not, it was just bitter. Riley tried to swallow the first blast as it hit the back of her throat, and she choked on it. She squeezed her fingers, ashamed to break her sucking rhythm. Trying to suppress a cough and keep going she felt the heated spunk flood her nasal cavities. Sneaking a quick breath, she tried desperately to suck all of it in again, only to have another blast shoot across the roof of her mouth.

It was imperative that she show Zed just how much she loved this. Gag reflexes be damned, she forced herself to swallow not only the warm sticky loads flooding her mouth but the tech's cock as he continued thrusting inside her. Riley slipped into a tunnel-focused state. The only thing in her universe was the cock in her mouth and its issue. Her universe was nothing but swallowing, gliding, and stroking.

Terellia cried out and Riley was splashed with fluids. Terellia's squirting was all too easy to ignore as Riley fixated on the pulsing cock in her mouth. She rode the hips bucking against her and continued stroking herself, hoping to find release as Terellia did.

With a final shudder, the tech was finished. Riley had finished him. With the exception of a small hiccup, she'd treated his cock with loving respect and affection as if it were Zeds. She beamed with pride as she continued stroking the tech with her lips, even though he'd softened to the point where he no longer touched the back of her throat. She'd made him hard, and he was now soft and incoherent because of her. Relishing her newfound power, Riley let him slip from her mouth and wiped him across her face. She'd owned that cock completely.

Her own need burned fiercely. She desperately wanted to climax herself. No matter how fast or how lightly she stroked herself, she could not find the magic spot for release. She also couldn't beg with the tech's cock throbbing inside her. She whined around his cock in frustration, but release was never granted.

At some point, the tech had let go of Riley's hair. She leaned back and looked up at Terellia and the technician. Terellia continued smothering her crimson breasts against the tech, but with much less urgency now. Riley could see the mess of juices between Terellia's thighs, and on herself as well. In another life, she'd have been repulsed. Now, she felt something akin to happiness that Terellia had been able to cum.

The tech panted between red breasts, "Void on void..."

"What I tell you mate?" Zed chuckled, "She loves it."

Another burst of pride shot through Riley's overflowing chest. Zed approved her performance.

"All the women are like this in the Coalition?" The tech asked with a shuddering breath.

"Redsy, where are your manners? Let the boy breathe. I know you want to thank him for his gift of jizz earlier but control yourself."

Terellia stepped away and knelt next to Riley. Their gazes met, and both of them reached out, setting a hand on the other's thigh. Riley nodded. They'd shared this humiliation together. Neither was any worse or lower than the other.

The tech pulled his trousers back up and stood on shaky legs. He staggered over to the hyperdrive and began collecting his tools. Once everything was packed away in his kit, he wandered over to the tangled umbilical looming over the impulse drives.

"Captain, if you can spare another day, these impulse drives are a complete mess. I'd be willing to do a quick tune-up for..." his gaze wandered over the two naked women, "the usual payment in kind. Although for that I'd hope we could lay it down. If you catch my drift."

"Oh, you don't have to be coy." Zed said, "You want to fuck my wives."

"Well... They are hot. And both fucking amazing at oral sex."

Zed stepped to the tech and put a meaty hand on the smaller man's shoulder. "I don't mind sharing my girl's oral talents." His hand tightened making the tech wince, "But fucking someone's wives, that's akin to what we call fighting words. Hell, if any of the crew found out what you done, I'd be deeply shamed. Probably lose all respect and face a mutiny."

"I'm sorry captain," The tech hissed in agony, "I didn't realize the cultural differences."

"Yeah. It would be downright shameful. For honor's sake, we'd have to duel. They have duels in Federated territory?"

"No..." the tech whined.

"I don't want to have to duel you. I'd choose bare knuckles as the weapon," Zed squeezed the tech's shoulder again, "for what I assume you can see are obvious reasons."

The tech nodded up at Zed with wide eyes.

"So how about we don't ever mention this to anyone? Not to any Feds, and certainly not to any Coalition boys you get in these parts."

"I understand." The tech was practically begging.

Zed nodded sagely, "Great. We're going to go. You be sure to forget all about this ship, and what you did to a married captain's wives. Cuz if I hear whispers of it... I will be back..."

I understand." The giant fist released the tech, who immediately rubbed at the bruised shoulder. "Thank you, captain." And with that, the tech fled.

Zed stood a moment listening to the departing steps. Then turned back to the two kneeling women. "Let's go. Red back to the utility room. Cap, with me."

Riley followed Zed with a looming sense of dread, unsure what he planned, but knowing that punishment was a destination in her future.

Terellia split off on the crew deck. Riley followed Zed to the fully manned bridge. The pilot and weapons consoles were occupied, and Vgg-r stood off to one side. Zed took his commander's seat and pulled the console over to him. Riley knelt to one side of Zed's feet.

It was an odd feeling, kneeling naked in the command center of a starship. Just a week ago she'd commanded one herself. Now she felt somehow at ease, in the proper place, kneeling naked in a room full of men, on a ship she could easily command. She decided not to think about the situation too much and instead threw an arm around Zed's knee. It was only with a little surprise that she realized she'd done this unconsciously.

"How are the pre-checks?" Zed asked the crew.

"In the pipe. We got green, a lot of fucking green on the drives." The pilot returned.

"Nav is good. The port is offering computational assist, we can have a plot charted in under a minute." Vgg-r reported.

"Belay that. Let's sever comms with their nav-comp and use our own." Zed replied.

"Aye, captain. Switching to ship's comp... About five minutes for a solution."

Smart Riley thought. Zed wasn't leaving a trace of their intended destination with the station. There would still be a jump echo, but it would be more difficult to read with other traffic converging here.

"We have clearance?" Zed asked.

"Aye." The pilot said.

"Okay, let's release couplings and reverse out," Zed told the crew.

The ship shuddered as the magnetic locks keeping her in place released. Riley watched through the front port as the starport hangar around them began slowly moving backward. The ship eased slowly out showing more and more of the hanger they'd been parked in. It was a wide industrial affair, able to house a variety of ships roughly the same size as the Unnamed.

As the dock reversed away Riley saw another ship slowly pulling in. The sleek arrowhead design was unmistakable, a Federated scout ship. She wanted to leap up and wave at them, shout for help. It would be useless. The small crew on the scout ship would all be focused on pulling into port, they would never see her through the slit of the forward port. Her heart sank as she watched the ship and station slowly diminish in size.