Alien Girls

by Rodzil LaBraun

  It was my turn to talk obviously, but I wasn't biting this time.

  "I haven't had anyone to talk to, Kash. So pardon my long wind as I try to unravel this mystery. You see, there isn't much to keep me entertained down here."

  "You may have full control of the ship now. That means you can decide what to do with me without consulting any of the others. Or, you may be here considering going against what the others want. Another possibility is that you need to change your plans to appease some of the crew. I would imagine that the doctor is up in arms about my treatment. Unless you plan the same end result for her, you'll need to keep her happy."

  There was another pause. I still didn't feel like saying anything.

  "We are docked at a station," she continued. "We rip-jumped to get to a star system with a station, obviously. And you managed to do it without a trained navigator. I'm not sure what to make of that. Except that I am no longer of any value to you."

  She scooted forward to get a closer look at me as she talked. The lighting was dim in the room with a brighter source behind me. She might not have been able to make out my features well and was just guessing about my worried look.

  "You haven't gotten rid of me yet, so that means one of two things. The first option is that your opportune time has not yet arrived. Perhaps you plan to release me here on this station before you leave. That would be very civilized of you. The second option is that you still have a use for me. But I can't for the life of me figure it out. How long do you plan to stay silent?"

  I gave her only a heavy sigh as a response.

  "I need to tell you, Kash," she said with a noticeable change in her tone. Like she was about to reveal a deep dark secret. "I'm sorry for how I treated you."

  "Bullshit!"

  "Ha ha!" she laughed. "I knew I could get you to talk. But seriously, Kash. What is it that you want?"

  "I haven't decided yet."

  "Then let me help you," she said as she stretched out sideways to show me her full form, resting her shoulder against the right side of the barred crate. "I played a strong game with you, Kash. And I was winning most of the time. However, I drastically underestimated your power of persuasion. When you stole Strawberry from me I should have known that I was nearing my end. But I'm a proud woman, Kash. Or, at least I was until recently."

  "It doesn't matter how or when the score changed, only that you won in the end. And here I am in a cage with no bargaining power. I fully realize that you have total control. You expect me to try and talk my way out of this mess, but I won't. In a way, I deserve this for how badly I judged you. So, instead, I can only make a request. I would say that I'd be surprised if it didn't fall on deaf ears, but that is not the case. You are a better man that I gave you credit for."

  "I don't know how you ended up here, Kash. In the future, on that planet. But I'm fairly sure that you were not a hero where you came from. But that doesn't make you evil. I saw you as an opportunist because you were a mirror reflection of myself. You have reason to believe that I caused the death of Captain King and Pilot Koradd. I shall not attempt to convince you otherwise. My desire to take over as captain could not have gone unnoticed. No more than yours could. The reason that I am saying these things is this: I know where we stand. But I also know that we are much more similar than we led ourselves to believe."

  "So now, the plea for my life," she said with a smile.

  "Finally."

  "Yes, well I told you that I would be long winded. You did so little talking since you arrived. The only thing that I have been able to figure out is that you don't want me dead. Isn't that true?"

  Dammit. Even without me saying hardly anything I felt like she was the better manipulator.

  "Release me at this station or take me with you to the next one. I can still serve as navigator until you get a new one, if you like. My chance of getting control of this ship is zero now. I can see that clearly. But I'm skilled at my job and won't have any trouble finding a new post. I'll go on with my life and leave this chapter behind. You need not fear any repercussion."

  "Is that right?"

  "I ask only one thing of you," she said then. "Let me have a shower this morning. You can watch if you want. I don't care. But there are places on my body that have never been this dirty before. Please, I beg of you, Kash. Let me clean up."

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN:

  I stood there with my trusty futuristic sword in my hand. I hadn't held it since the day I returned to the ship from the caves. I certainly wasn't permitted to carry it around on the station. Believe me, I checked. The way the girls had talked about Clark's Station in advance I had half expected to land in the gunslinging old west of the United States. Instead, open weapon carry was strictly forbidden.

  I had met with Strawberry and the other official members of the crew to discuss the Sage situation. Like me, they seriously doubted her veracity. However, our plan to leave her here on the station would go a lot better if she was agreeable, and showered too.

  Teddy carried the electroshock pistol with which Sage was already intimately familiar. I couldn't shake the image of her body convulsing in pain when he used it on her before she took his place in the cage. I was confident that my weapon would be sufficient to keep her in line, but there was no reason to take unnecessary chances, even with her locked out of the system.

  I was fully expecting to see stubble somewhere on Sage's body when she disrobed in the shower. Bright light revealed all, and she honestly didn't look the least bit dirty. Her creamy skin stretched tightly over her wide hips and muscular legs. And those huge breasts! They were like overinflated flesh balls with big green nipples about to burst. Then that skinny waist. She had the most extreme hourglass figure that I had ever seen. It was freakish, even if it did almost get me hard.

  The emerald accents still looked lovely around her wrists, ankles and belly button. Much heavier than my taste, but her attractiveness could not be denied. Then there was that ass! It was just so big! Not the ole sloppy and choppy of the dimpled up cellulite butt either. There was no riding the wave in on this one. Smooth flawless skin begging to be touched.

  Sage smiled at me when she sawing me staring at her voluptuous form. I did my best not to look her in the eyes after that. I just needed to guard her while she cleaned up. This scene was not for my viewing pleasure.

  "Do you like what you see?" she asked.

  "Not really," I lied.

  "You know," she responded without the least bit of offense. "You can still fuck me in the ass before you send me on my way if you have your heart set on it."

  "I don't," I lied again. I immediately wondered if her bunghole had been modified to make anal sex even more pleasurable.

  Despite her precarious predicament she seemed to be in an awfully good mood. That looked like trouble to me, so I tried to stay alert. She always had a way of turning things to her favor. Admirable to a degree. I could learn from her if she wasn’t so damn scary.

  "Do you remember when I stroked your cock?" she asked.

  "No," I replied. The lies just kept spewing out of my mouth, but for a good reason. I had to deny any effect that she was having on me. I was prepared to start singing.

  She stroked my cock to the limit,

  It wasn’t me,

  She sent me away with no release,

  It wasn’t me.

  "I must admit," she said as she aggressively scrubbed her ass crack right in front of me. "I thought that you and I would have more sexual opportunities than we did. I blame myself for that, of course. We should have gotten closer in some ways."

  "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer," I mumbled.

  "Something like that," she said. "Hey, could you tell your little friend to stop pointing that shock gun at me? An accidental blast while I'm wet could be fatal."

  I nodded to Teddy, so he let the barrel dropped toward the floor. No one, absolutely no one onboard followed orders like my little friend. There was no way that she would try anything with bot
h of us armed anyway. "We wouldn't want to have to haul her fat ass downstairs to the dragon feed trough," Teddy said to me.

  Sage laughed. She was possibly the most confident woman that I had ever met. Then I watched as she lifted each monster titty to clean underneath. I remembered a joke that referred to that specific grime as fromunder cheese. They bounced repeatedly when she let them drop. I was surprised that she didn't have back problems carrying those big mamajamas around.

  "Okay, I'm cleaned up," she announced as she ceased the water spray to activate the blow dryer. "Did you want to inspect my body before I put my clothes back on?"

  "No, thank you."

  "If I remember correctly, your cock is long enough to push past my clinched breasts," she told me. "I could lick the head at the end of each thrust. I'm just saying that the offer is on the table."

  "I'm getting all the sex I need right now," I told her. "But Teddy isn't. Maybe he could shove his little pecker in your ear or something."

  "My ear?"

  "Was that necessary?" Teddy asked. I promptly apologized. I shouldn’t make fun of such a loyal follower.

  "Is it hairy?" Sage asked as she bent over to look at Teddy's clothed crotch.

  "Is what hairy?" Strawberry asked as she opened the door and barged into the already crowded space.

  "Teddy's cock," I answered, enjoying the humorous conversation more than I should.

  "Why are you in here talking about those things with the prisoner?" Strawberry demanded to know. "I thought that you said you could handle this!"

  "He is handling it," Sage told the redhead as she made a jerking off gesture. "No, seriously, Kash has everything under control. I'm not sure that you would have done as well. Do you remember those things we used to do for Captain King?"

  "Are you really bringing that up right now?" Strawberry said in shock. She looked appalled at the mention of it.

  "You've had your mouth on so many parts of my body, girl," Sage told her as she raised one leg to let the blower dry the meaty crevice between her thighs. "Do you remember that one time when...?"

  "Shut the fuck up!" Strawberry lost it. When she grabbed the electro pistol from Teddy's grasp, shit got real fast. Sage's bluff had been called. She put her hands forward as if she could protect herself from the blast, her fat ass smacking the back wall. "Bitch I will toss you in a crate full of dragon shit and sell you as fertilizer if you don't stop your fucking around!"

  "Okay," Sage nodded, looking scared shitless. "I got it. I was just cooped up for so long without anyone..."

  Then Strawberry pointed the gun at Sage's face. Not another word was said as the overly talkative woman got her clothes back on and was then promptly returned to her cell. Cinnamon, Mixi and Aeren were just leaving the forward cargo hold after setting up a nice mattress in front of the cage. We could lock her in the hold without fear now, so there was no need to limit her to the cage for the time being.

  Sage nodded, smiled and offered a slight bow in appreciation for the bed. But she didn't speak again, even though Strawberry hadn't descended to the lower level with us. It was just me and Teddy guarding her. She had said enough already.

  "Have you ever heard of good cop, bad cop?" I asked Nav-Berry when I returned to the upper level. She was sitting at the galley table with a glass full of the liquor she had just bought the night before. It was a little early in the day for a drink, even by my loose standards. Sage must have really shook her up.

  "What?" she asked. I couldn't tell if she hadn't heard me clearly or if she was in disbelief that I was asking her such a stupid thing.

  "I'm just saying that we each have things that we are good at. We should play to our strengths. The surprising thing is that I was just the good cop, not the bad cop."

  "I don't know what a cop is," Strawberry said impatiently. "But my outburst is not a strength of my character, if that is what you are implying."

  I sat down across from her and reached for her hand around the glass. She thought I wanted the drink and pulled away. When I grabbed her hand instead she looked straight into my eyes, wondering what the fuck I was doing. We had never shared a moment quite like this before. The closest thing that I would relate to it was talking about the photos on her bedroom wall, and what they meant to her.

  "What happened with Captain King, Sage and you?" I asked.

  "I don't want to talk about it," she said as she looked away. She pulled her arm back, but I wouldn't release her hand. Not in forceful way. I was just trying to stay connected.

  "She basically admitted to killing both King and Koradd," I told her. "I think that she would have done the same to both of us that day on the cliffside if we had let her."

  "I know that she would have," Strawberry responded. "That is why we have to be careful with her."

  "We will," I promised. "And we'll get rid of her soon. I'm not going to pry into your past. But I want you to know that I am always here if you need to talk to someone."

  Strawberry nodded, but avoided eye contact. This time when she pulled gently away, I released her hand. She took another gulp of her drink as I studied her.

  "Cargo is going out today," she informed me as she sat up straighter in her chair. "We need to sign a contract for outgoing this morning if we want it to arrive for loading tomorrow. Do you have any plans for today?"

  "Why do you ask?"

  "I wasn't sure if you planned on another personal station visit soon," she said. "If not, we should get working on what offer we want to accept. If we have to wait for Cinnamon, it might be this afternoon before we can head back to the markets. I thought that I would be cherishing this time back in civilization, but until we get rid of Sage we haven't fully moved on. You know what I mean?"

  "Yes, I do."

  I helped her finish her drink. That was more for her benefit than mine. I didn't need her drunk already when we had work to do. Then the two of us headed to the control room for review of the contracts. Two got snagged up by other ships before we could read them fully.

  She knew that I wanted to head to a planet next. The dragons needed some outside time desperately. But now with Aeren and Mixi aboard, half of us were more comfortable on solid ground than in space. I was happy that she didn't fight me on the contract selection. The interstellar deals were certainly more lucrative. But they would always be there.

  I let Strawberry analyze the top three offers that could be handled by our vessel. We wouldn't even be able to accept a full load with the dragons taking up some of the area on the lower level. It had never been a part of her job before, but I could see that she had a strong interest in it. Despite not being totally in control she was enjoying her new role. We accepted a planet run before lunch and got the initial confirmation. If we signed the deal at the station office by early afternoon they could assure that the whole load would be stacked on the dock above our ship for loading no later than lunchtime tomorrow.

  "Do you want to wait for Cinnamon?" Strawberry asked me. As cargo specialist there was value to having her with us, but it wasn't essential.

  "No, actually," I replied with a smile. "I was thinking about taking Teddy and Aeren instead."

  CHAPTER SEVENTEEN:

  I got a seriously strong witch vibe when I saw Aeren in her oversized hooded robe. It was rivaled only by her elf assassin appearance. The other girls in the crew didn't understand either reference, so I figured that would be true with the people on the station as well. They said that her garb made her look unapproachable which was kind of what we were going for.

  The woman must have the thinnest bones of all humanoids. I could touch my thumb to my middle finger when wrapped around her wrist. I could nearly do so with her ankle, too. My attempt sent shivers through my loins as I considered the possibility of holding those ultra-slender legs spread wide open as she lay naked on the bed beneath me. I felt my bottom lip quivering, and my balls a churning.

  The doctor wanted me to impregnate one of the two alien girls that we had adopted. The sexual part of t
hat scenario was more than an inviting notion. Having the elfish beauty's belly poked out with a half human baby was disconcerting, despite Vanilla's claims that everything would be okay. How could she even claim that when she was just starting to study the anatomy of this exotic treasure?

  "She'll pass as human if everyone keeps their distance," Strawberry announced. "That is certainly better than I can say for Teddy."

  "That's okay," I replied with a grin. "He'll be acting like my pet instead."

  "Neither option is appealing," Teddy grumbled in his typical disgruntled voice.