Collared By The Warrior

by Daniella Wright

  Chapter 3: Getting Close

  The crew had finally recovered from their Narcon induced sexual encounter, and all the fun-poking at Poco had subsided. It was time for them to head home to Niyros. The trip would still take a few days, even with Chymeera using her hyperdrive, so there was not much for the crew to do once they had secured everything.

  Poco had donned his breathing apparatus and had gone outside the ship to check all the protective panels were secured, traveling at hyper speed doesn’t give much chance to avoid small space debris, as Lane had constantly found out. He had found out that it was just easier to smash your way through it and avoid the bigger things.

  Lane had climbed into the cockpit and had been checking all the life support systems and ships functions for most of the afternoon, so Threx and Kreena had decided to go to the hold to make sure everything had been secured.

  Kreena had been securing the straps over one of the loads and had sensed Threx was watching her, she had casually glanced over her shoulder and had caught his gaze, but she had not looked as if she had realized that he had been looking. Kreena carried on strapping and securing and could feel Threx had come over next to her.

  “Not like that, fasten it like this,” he said in a low voice, Kreena didn’t think there was anything unusual about that.

  But she could feel his leg rubbing against her, was he making advances towards her? Kreena thought. She did not mind, so she decided to test if the theory was correct, so she rubbed her leg back against his, as she purposely turned around, she also made a point of making sure her breast rubbed against his arm.

  “Oops, sorry,” Kreena said with a little wry smile, “I wasn’t expecting you to be so close.”

  “Not complaining, are you?” Threx replied.

  Kreena let her gaze cast itself over the body of Threx, and with the expression of a curious schoolgirl said, “Not at all Sir.”

  Threx stood up straight and flexed his muscles “Now is not the time for these games, we have work to do,” he said in a false gruff voice. “Finish your work, and report to me after class.”

  He chuckled as he walked away from Kreena. Kreena and Threx had finished securing the cargo and had headed back towards the cockpit, Poco had secured all the panels and the air lock, he had already secured himself into his seat, and gestured towards Threx and Kreena to do the same.

  “Buckle up,” he muttered, “you know how Chymeera kicks like a mule when she sets off.”

  Kreena positioned herself, and Threx walked over to assist her in buckling up, he made a point of brushing his manly fingers across her breasts, with only the thin layer of hide separating her nipples from his touch.

  “Mmmm,” Kreena said, her voice silent to anyone else apart from Threx, and with that, he grinned and walked to the co-pilot's seat and strapped himself in.

  “Two minutes,” Lane, shouted.

  Then the turbines in the engines began slowly kicking into life, Chymeera pulsating as she started to reach full power, the stench of raw plasma filling the air. The engines were now screaming as if they were going to explode, and the whole ship became engulfed in a blue cloud of plasma vapor.

  Kreena could feel the ship move slightly in a backward direction, she knew it was only seconds away before they were to be catapulted into hyperspace. Chymeera’s engines let out a thunderous roar, just like a fire breathing dragon that Poco had named her after, and within the blink of an eye, the ship lunged forward, a trail of searing plasma being left behind them, the ripples of heat quickly fading as the ship reached full speed.

  Kreena watched Lane as he flicked a few switches to put them on auto-pilot, he flicked his buckle and stood, Kreena could see the outline of his muscled torso against the light from the cockpit, she cast her mind back and thought to herself, I would love to feel his dick inside me, but Threx is more compassionate.

  “Well gentlemen, time to rest,” Poco bellowed, “eat, drink and be merry, then sleep,” he added as he chuckled and walked off to his quarters.

  “It is kind of late,” Threx said, as he stretched his shoulders and glanced at Kreena, he had other things on his mind and sleep wasn’t one of them.

  The ship had become almost silent, yet there was a faint drone that could be heard from Chymeera’s engines, Kreena stood from her bunk and looked from her doorway. The light was dim, but she could just see that the light from under the door to Threx’s quarters was still on, is he still awake? she wondered. Kreena left her quarters and quietly tip toed towards the light, her heart pounded, she had become excited, but was unsure if it was to be with Threx, or from sneaking around the ship at that time of night.

  Kreena reached for the handle and carefully opened the door, there was no sign of Threx, but she could hear water running in the shower. She quickly slipped inside and closed the door behind her, she unfastened her buttons and slowly walked towards the shower. Through the steam, she could see Threx’s tattooed body, the water cascading down over his face and chest, Kreena quickly slipped out of her tunic and stepped into the shower. Threx looked at her curvaceous body as she let the water run through her hair. Kreena reached for the soap and rubbed it over Threx’s chest, the foam running down across his washboard stomach.

  Threx caressed Kreena’s breasts, his hands sliding freely from the foam, as his hands crossed her breasts, he could feel her nipples were becoming hard. Threx crouched and took her nipple in his mouth, his tongue flicking and teasing, then he reached down and caressed Kreena’s buttocks, her soft skin glistening from the water droplets that were forming little streams as they ran over her body.

  Kreena reached down and could feel his cock was swelling, she grabbed his balls massaging them, as his cock was becoming bigger, she swapped her attention and began to stroke his cock until he was fully erect. Threx slid his hand between Kreena’s legs, her bald pussy yearning for him to enter her, and then he parted her pussy lips and slid his fingers inside her. Kreena’s body arched as she threw her head back in ecstasy, she grabbed Threx’s dick harder and thrust her pelvis forward, sliding her throbbing pussy harder onto his fingers.

  Kreena released his dick and turned to face the shower wall, planting her hands against the cold steel cubicle, Threx grabbed his dick and moved closer towards Kreena, the tip of his dick rubbing against her moist pussy lips. The water was cascading over their bodies. Threx leaned forward as he thrust his dick into Kreena’s longing pussy, she returned the favor and pushed her ass backward so she could feel the full length of his throbbing dick inside her.

  He began to thrust with a slow rhythmic motion, reaching around Kreena and grabbing her tits, her dark nipples rubbing against his fingers. He squeezed tightly has he rammed his dick deep into Kreena, her squeals of ecstasy making him thrust harder.

  As Threx increased the speed of his thrusting, Kreena removed one hand from the wall and reached between her legs, she could feel Threx’s huge member spreading her pussy as he rammed into her, she took her finger and began to tease her swollen throbbing clit. She could feel Threx’s balls slamming against her fingers and when his dick was deep inside her, she teased her clit faster, and closed her eyes as she began to feel she was close to cumming.

  Threx could feel Kreena quivering, her olive-skinned ass pushing backward. And as he thrust himself into her pussy, he could feel her muscles tighten and sensed she was close to an orgasm, he too was close, with the nerves in his balls and the tip of his huge dick sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout his body.

  Threx could feel his seed beginning to rise, the pressure was becoming too strong, he felt his balls tighten as his body released, he could feel his cum leaving his body. Kreena was panting as she too was at her moment, the whole of her body quivering as she finally reached her point. Her pussy contracting as it milked the seed from Threx.

  Kreena turned towards Threx, and rested her head on his chest, she could feel he was not just using her for satisfaction, but that they were starting to show stronger feelings towards each other.
Threx bowed his head and looked at Kreena, she returned his gaze as their tattooed limbs entwined with each other as they embraced in silence, all they could feel was the warmth of each other’s body and the warm water flowing over them.

  Chapter 4: The Chosen One

  It had been a quiet few days for most of the crew, Poco had his fill from the supplies which were taken from the mining ship, and had spent most of his time in a burping, farting and drunken stupor, it was no wonder Lane had told him to go and take two or three showers in as many hours.

  Lane was normally the one who gave commands, so it was a change for him to have some quiet time. Although he was the type to take advantage of the quite periods and make his advances to Kreena, the thought of returning to Niyros had somewhat occupied his mind.

  It was only Threx and Kreena who had enjoyed any excitement, they had found the time to explore each other’s bodies and feelings without the others noticing. Threx had been constantly thinking about how the situation would change once they had sold all of their hauls. But first things first, they had to appease King Raph.

  Lane and Poco had been busy, they had been in the hold and had sorted a variety of items which they would present to the king. And they had glittering jewels as big as goblets, and precious metals which could be made into any number of jewelry items for the king to wear.

  Lane was in the cockpit, he buckled himself into his seat and said to the others, “Buckle up, we are just about to exit hyperdrive.”

  The crew clambered into their seats and strapped themselves in. Lane knocked off the auto-pilot and flicked the hyperdrive switches, Chymeera let out a groan as she came to a glide, her engines were glowing white hot, and the remains of the plasma let off a wretched smell as they hit the glowing metal. Then as the engines began to cool, the smell began to find its way into the cabin, it was a putrid smell which filled the air.

  “Poco, did you have a shower?” Lane said with a laugh.

  “I had three as you requested,” Poco replied, “It’s the ship, not me,” he added as he smelled himself just for clarification.

  “Do all the checks, and we will go home,” Lane said, “just keep your fingers crossed, the king is in a better mood than normal.”

  The crew runs through all the checks, with the ship ready for entry into the atmosphere. Lane takes control and makes the descent, Chymeera is cast into darkness as she enters into…

  “Sandstorm,” Lane bellows, “fucking sandstorms, I hate them.”

  The ship is cast from side to side, the wind from the storm fighting against Chymeera, it takes all her strength and the skill of Lane to pilot her through the storm. When they break from the darkness and can see before them, the violet glow of their home. Niyros is a small planet, and is surrounded by three suns of different colors, the spectrum of light which is cast over the planet’s surface is like living in a kaleidoscope. The days cast in a glow of violet or orange and at dusk, the colors meld into each other, with the lights and shadows dancing like fairies over the white buildings which adorn the city, but as they say, “all that glitters, is not gold.”

  The Niyrosans are a breed of thieves, and the ship and her contents must be secure, and Lane guides her to a landing pad which is out of view. Although this is their home, they trust no one, and many would just love to get their hands on Chymeera.

  The crew gathered the king’s bounty, and headed towards the castle, Kreena walked close to Threx, as she had many glances cast in her direction. Her head was bowed, so as not to spark any reactions from the Niyron women folk.

  When they reached the entrance to the castle, it was then she raised her head, there were Niyron guards stood shoulder to shoulder around the castle wall, the king it seemed, had increased his number of guards. They were stood there, motionless and as many have said, they had been carved from pure Dragonite, a rock which had been molten and formed by a dragon’s breath, and so hard it had been known to break the greatest of swords.

  The four entered into the guard lined grand hall, King Raph was sat at the head with his personal advisor. The Skreal appeared many years ago, in a shroud of mystery, they were tall and had never shown their face, it was said, because they did not possess any facial features and they had the power of the darkest magic in the galaxy. King Raph never went anywhere without Skreal by his side.

  Lane, Poco, and Threx lined up in the front of the king and laid out his bounty before kneeling in respect, and Raph’s eyes lit up at the sight of the treasures, but he soon lost this spark when Skreal placed his hooded face next to the king’s ear and whispered something. Raph looked towards the three, and cast his eyes on Kreena, his raised his hand, pointed at her.

  “I only want the girl, take your other pitiful things and be gone,” Raph boomed, the sound of his voice echoing through the vast hall.

  Without any command, Kreena was grabbed by a couple of Niyron guards, the touch cold against her skin which sent a tingle down her spine. The crew looked at each other in disbelief, there would be no arguing with the king's demands. And what he said was as good as written in stone.

  The crew grabbed their things and were escorted towards the door, a sense of loss overcame them as they had lost something which had become precious to them. Threx glanced over his shoulder and watched as Kreena was taken in the direction of the king’s quarters. He had lost more than all of them and decided to tell Poco and Lane about the extent of his feelings towards Kreena and how she felt about him as well.

  The guards reached the king's quarters and opened the door, Kreena was pushed inside and she heard the key turn as the door was securely locked behind her. Kreena quickly checked all the rooms to see if there was any way to escape, yet everything was securely fastened. It seemed like a fortress within a fortress, no way out and no way in. She felt the situation had become hopeless, was she destined to be like the others she had heard stories about? Raph had his way in his chamber, only to find he tired of them, yet no girl had left these quarters alive or with a mental capacity to say what had happened.

  Kreena had heard the king liked to control his women, his fetishes had pushed many of them to a point of being broken, both physically and mentally. Kreena was not one of these normal women, he may abuse her, but she had no intention of ever becoming broken. Kreena entered the king's inner chamber and looked at his equipment, he had chains, whips, shackles and all things that could punish a woman, just to satisfy his twisted mind.

  Chapter 5: The Revealing

  Kreena had been looking around the king's chamber when she heard a noise from the next room, she quickly ran to the bathroom, and casually walked back into the room. A figure was stood facing the fireplace, and was dressed in a long, violet robe. Then the figure turned around and Kreena was confronted by none other than Queen Mesha, her porcelain white skin a sharp contrast to the violet robe she was wearing.

  Queen Mesha removed the hood of her robe and her long flaxen hair fell down her back, it reached the top of her buttocks. Then she looked at Kreena with her light blue eyes and spoke in a soft voice.

  “You have no need to panic my dear, I am not here to harm you,” and as she slipped out of her robe she added, “I may be queen but I hate the king as much as the next person.”

  Kreena listened intently.

  “He holds no attraction for me, and I will never bare him a child, I have and never will be touched by any man,” The queen said, her soft silky tunic hanging loosely against her shapely bosom.

  Kreena could not help but notice the queen’s nipples pushing against the soft fabric, and although Kreena loved to feel the touch of a man, she could not help but imagine what it would be like. As if the queen could sense what Kreena was thinking, she slowly moved towards Kreena, she took Kreena’s hand and slid it inside her tunic. Kreena knew now why the queen’s nipples were hard, she had adorned her breasts with nipple piercings which made them permanently erect.

  “I might like the touch of a woman,” the queen whispered, “and I love the effe
ct these piercings have on other women.”

  And with that, she slipped her tunic from her shoulders, her breasts were perfectly formed, and each nipple was pierced by a single bar and connected to the other by a chain of the finest quality.

  “The King may have chosen you, but that doesn’t mean he has to have you to himself,” the queen whispered as she slowly opened the buttons on Kreena’s clothes. She slipped her hands inside and cupped Kreena’s breasts, her slim fingers expertly teasing her nipples.

  Suddenly there was a noise from the door, the queen hurriedly slipped back into her robe and Kreena busily fastened her buttons. The door to the chamber was flung open, the figure that entered the room was the last person they would wish to see.

  Skreal entered the room, its head bowed and concealed by the hood which they never removed. Without raising their head, the Skreal muttered in a strained voice.

  “Fear not my Queen, your secret is safe with me,” said the voice.

  Then moving closer, the Skreal’s hands appeared from the robe and took hold of the hood, it removed it and revealed its face to the queen and to Kreena. A look of sheer puzzlement crossed the face of both of them, there was not an old figure of a magic man they expected. In contrast, it was a young man, maybe slightly younger than Kreena.

  “I am confused,” the queen said, “who are you? and what do you want?”

  “Your highness, I am Drokan, the king’s son from his previous queen, my mother was Queen Arina,” Drokan said, “my mother became pregnant, which she had kept hidden from the king, and he never knew this, even to the day he had her killed. The sisters of the chapel could only save my mother, or save me, and they chose me.”