by T. J. Quinn
Tegliar Station was the size of a small moon about 400 miles across. We only saw a portion of it, and it was all glossed over for tourists with no mention of slave labor. But it was hard to concentrate on the information we were being fed after Pyrr’s experience with his old acquaintance.
“I sure hope Rygar Fenatu can get control of those implants or we will never get our people out of here,” Pyrr murmured to me as the sky train was taking us back to our docking leg. He didn’t say much more the rest of the way back, and I could see that he was brooding about everything we had seen that day. Going by the members of our crew, we had all seen dozens of Uatu people in various capacities as workers. They didn’t call them slaves. They were workers, who were provided for by the Sargus Empire.
They received all their necessities for the work they performed, but nothing was said about the what comforts and recreation they were given. How would they know if they were under mind control? Maybe they got virtual recreation while they were sleeping. That would be the most efficient. Maybe they did while they were working.
We got back to the ship about an hour before third meal. The commander called a meeting for debriefing after the meal for the teams that were out in the field. When we got back to our quarters, Pyrr seemed like he was wound just a little too tightly. As the door slid closed behind he gave me a look so blatantly sexual that my pussy clenched as his eyes moved from my face to my breasts. He came toward me and backed me up against the door.
He grabbed my wrists and raised my arms over my head, and crushed his hard chest against my breasts, as he took my mouth in a deep heated kiss. I wasn’t in the least intimidated or threatened. His domination excited me. He never just took what he wanted without making sure I was sated as well.
His tongue conquered my mouth, and I arched my back, pressing and rubbing my breasts against his chest. We were both breathing hard when his kiss became gentler and caressing. He released my arms and reached down to pull off my tunic, and I helped him off with his. Seconds later we were both naked. His cock was rock hard against my belly as he leaned into me and pinched my taut nipples and claimed my mouth again. I put my arms around his neck and shoulders, giving him full access to my body for whatever he needed, trusting him to give me what I needed.
I needed him, his cock inside me, slamming hard and deep, driving me to ecstasy. I told him this with moans and cooing until he lifted me up to slide that magnificent cock into my channel. I groaned in his ear and lapped at his earlobe with my tongue as he filled me to the hilt. He just held me there against the door for a moment pressing his pubic bone against my throbbing clit. I let out a whimper of pure delight as I trembled and panted with arousal
Pyrr kept his hands behind me to protect my lower back from being bruised against the door and began pumping in and out of me in slow, deliberate thrusts, each one hard and deep and his mouth fastened to mine in a long slow kiss. I was all into it with him, immersed in the warm hardness of his taut muscles pressing and rubbing against me. I knew he was getting close to orgasm when his hands went back to my breasts and pinched my nipples. Pleasure pain sensations shot to my core.That was all it took and came hard, Pyrr came right with me growling loudly as I panted and moaned with each contraction around his phallus.
His roughness was exciting, answering a raw, primitive need inside me. Then he was exquisitely tender as we came down from our orgasmic bliss, kissing and caressing my face and praising me for how much pleasure I gave him.
“Solmatu, my beautiful solmatu, I love you with all of my being!” he murmured so sweetly it brought me to tears.
That’s when I truly knew. It took me a couple breaths before I could manage to finally say the words, “I love you, too.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Pyrr
It wasn’t until I/ we came that I realized I had been so rough with Scarlet, though she seemed not to mind as she held me pressed tightly to her. She was still moaning and contracting around my cock as it pulsed inside her.
I cradled her face in my hands and coaxed her to look up at me. “Baby, are you okay? …I didn’t hurt you?”
She grinned up at me and said, “Only in a good way. That was awesome!” Then she moaned as another orgasmic contraction hit her. Gods, did that feel good! I pressed into her and kissed her lips and face and smoothing her hair back from her face as she shuddered again.
I had been disturbed and frustrated by everything I had seen at Tegliar Station that day, and I had let that emotional turmoil out by fucking Scarlet like an utter barbarian. She loved it! She was still in the throes of her pleasure. As I kissed and caressed her, my precious, beautiful solmatu.
I moved my hands to her breasts and flicked her taut nipples with my thumbs, pressing into her. She groaned and shuddered yet again. Then I said the words that had been in my mind for weeks and kissed her tenderly. I loved her, and she loved me. There in the middle of everything happening around us we had found each other. But you get only one solmatu. The timing may never be just right for us to make a home and start a family, yet I still hope to find that in our future.
Although Scarlet’s orgasm was finished, I was reluctant to pull out of her. I loved the feel of her wrapped around me and my cock inside her. It was as close to endatu as I had ever been. I just looked into her eyes then leaned my forehead against hers and sighed. Slowly, she unfolded her legs from around my hips, and I let her down, so her feet touched the deck and withdrew my cock from her. We just stood there holding each other for a minute or two.
We decided to shower together before heading down to third meal. Uatu noses were very sensitive, and I didn’t want to arrive for the meal smelling of sex. It would be poor taste to flaunt the fact I had a mate while they did not. We picked up our clothes that were self-cleaning while we were sexing and took them into the bedroom. I made love to her again in the shower, slowly and tenderly then let the water wash away the evidence. By the time we had dressed again, it was time to go to third meal. After the Commander and Admiral held a meeting in the conference room for those of us who had gone out to reconnoiter in the station.
Every team reported numerous sightings of our people everywhere on the station. Estimates numbered them in the hundreds, possibly a couple thousand. I explained how an acquaintance who should have known me did not and that he seemed under mind control. All the eight teams reported similar experiences, whether they were people who should have known them or just seemed like they were being controlled by cybernetic implants.
“We have our AI team communicating with their systems to find out what kind of implants are being used and to find out just how many of our people are here,” said Commander Maktu.
“This means a change in our plan to raid the prison planet. We aren’t giving up on it, but we have a job right here. Once we procure that freighter from here, there is no coming back. We need to take our people with us.”
“How are we going to get our people to leave with us?” I asked when the commander nodded at me to speak.
“We’re waiting for the AI team to determine how the system works and then make it do what we want it to. They think they can gain control and have them board the ship once we have secured it,” Maktu told us. “We haven’t given up on the prison planet mission. The other Dreads are working on that instead. Depending on how many we liberate here, we should have room to evacuate from the prison planet as well. Then we will return them to Farseek.
“At some point, we will have to decide whether to continue looking for our people or to go back to rebuild our home world. Perhaps the stations AI system will be tied in with the Empire’s main system, and we can determine where to look for our people. As much as we want to, we will probably never find them all. There will come a time when we must stop looking and go on with our lives, build new homes and families.
“We don’t know how many may survive and where we can find more than a few thousand. We think the best course may be to simply rescue any others we may find when we go in for
our people. No sentient being should be forced to live a life in slavery. Our people here are alive, but not really living when their every waking moment is controlled. So, they have become our priority now.”
Next, Admiral Degatu’s aid Mogen Brintu spoke. “The freighter we found at the repair dock is more ship than we need, but it’s the only ship here that will do the job. It’s Magnum Galaxy class passenger freighter set up for 10,000 passengers. It’s being prepped for a new colony transport. The ladies and I took a tour of the ship. It will be fully stocked, and ready go in two weeks. We have less than that to get control of our people enslaved here and get that ship out of here before the military escort arrives to take delivery.
“We could take it now, but it’s not fully stocked, and we need that, or we will have to acquire supplies on the run,” Brintu concluded and reseated himself.
The Commander nodded to Tahvo Yaktu our head of AI systems, and he stood to speak. “We are into their system now under the guise of a system upgrade. Our AI is blazing through their files and pulling all information on the slaves here at the station. We’ve found a back door into the Sargus Central records system and sorting through the information about the Farseek raid. We are slowly retrieving the records on the people taken and where they were sent.
“So far we have accounted for about 70,000. Some of them are concentrated in places like this station. Then there are smaller groups spread out on many different worlds. We will be pulling data right up until we leave here. But we need to face the possibility that more of our people were killed in the raid than first estimated. We will know more when we finish assessing the data.”
After Yaktu took his seat, the Commander came back to the head of the table. “We are currently revising our plans on the rescue operations. We are going to make our way to the largest concentrations of our folks until we’ve filled the freighter, then we will head back to Farseek. We will continue revising our plan as necessary. Starting tomorrow, all available personnel will have orders to go out and work at partaking the pleasures of this station. I say work at it because they will all be doing reconnaissance.
“I want know exactly how this society works and where the security is strong and weak. Get to know the difference between the slaves and the ‘free’ minded people. Things could turn around fast with the ships coming into port every few hours. We’ve got two more Dreads coming,” he continued. “If we get a military ship in here before we get that transport out of here, we will have a fight.”
Commander didn’t say it to the group, but he’d told me he had a nagging feeling we had a fight coming. I’ve learned to heed the commander’s inklings. He’s usually right.
We still had four days before the transport was ready to cut loose. We could shave off a day if we had to. The biggest hurdle was getting our people loaded onto the ship. The AI team had to get control of those implants, or the logistics would be mind-boggling.
The next day, we got the good news and the bad news. The AI team did get control of the slave implants, but we had an Empire battlecruiser on its way to Tegliar Station. We had about thirty hours to get our people loaded and break that transport loose before it arrived. The odds of us getting out before the battlecruiser arrived were not good. The odds were better they would arrive even sooner.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Scarlet
While we were in the meeting with the commander, one Degatu’s pilots and a navigator met with the civilian pilots from the mining colony to review the operational parameters of the transport we were about to steal. After the briefing, they were issued worker uniforms procured from the station. The commander sent a team to monitor their installation on the transport ship at shift change. They were covertly armed with another team on standby to suit up in armor if needed.
The first team were acting as mercenaries on shore leave and just watched without interacting with security. Their job was so deadly boring, they were paying more attention to the men trying to procure sexual favors from the nearby brothel than to the incoming workers. Our people boarded without a hitch.
Harper was working with the AI team on the logistics of loading the people on the transport once they gained control of the system that controlled the implants. The contingent from the mining colony was transferred to the transport a few at a time with fake deliveries. They got first pick of quarters, and a few had paired off to share cabins that were only marginally larger than our cabin in the Dread. No one was complaining because they were luxurious compared to the bunks in the cargo bay.
By the time they filled the ship with the stolen Uatu people, the numbers would compare to a small town back home. The thought made me just a little wistful, but that didn’t last for long. Pyrr and I were off duty after the meeting, and the commander urged us to get back to our quarters and get some rest because time was running out and the next day would be a long one.
I glanced up at Pyrr as we headed back to our cabin and saw that glimmer in his eye. It meant that I was going to get nailed again before the night was over. I couldn’t help the smile that curved my lips at the awareness of his unspoken intentions. It had only been a few weeks since our mating, so I considered we were still newlyweds. The solmatu thing was like newlyweds on steroids. Anytime we were alone we couldn’t keep our hands off each other or our clothes on.
Then, we were both keyed up as the mission had started heating up. Pyrr was on the team that would be suiting up to face the Sargan warriors while Degatu’s team was cutting loose the transport. He urged me not to worry because he had been on hundreds of similar missions. Anytime he was injured the suit infused nanites into his bloodstream to repair the damage. Unless he was literally blown apart, the nanites could repair the damage enough for him to recover. His cyber-armor would mostly protect that from happening, but it wasn’t one hundred percent.
I worried nonetheless. I realized early on there was a whole lot more than sex going on between us. There was a whole other side of him that was kind and loving, smart and funny, and honorable. The more time I spent with him, I realized that he had also become my best friend. Harper was next, but I wasn’t thinking about Harper when the door closed behind us.
Just knowing he wanted me, my body started preparing to open to him. My nipples grew sensitized, and I felt the wetness between my thighs. I turned to Pyrr and went into his arms and pressed my chest against his as he lowered his mouth to mine. I caught my breath and sighed as our lips came together and opened for his tongue to swirl around mine. I raised on my toes to get better pressure my on breasts against his chest. He held me there with one strong arm around my back and his other hand caressing the back of my head.
I think he regretted his earlier roughness because he was so tender now, but I had assured him that sometimes rough was good and I was fully into it. Tenderness did nothing to diminish his passion. It only meant that he gave special attention to my pleasure over his own--- so I made sure of his pleasure as well.
Kissing and caressing we slow danced into the bedroom where getting naked seemed to flow into our sensual dance. I was his and he was mine, and I wanted all the sexual pleasure I knew he would give me as well to return the favor to him. His hands went to my nipples gently pinching them and tweaking them with his fingers as we kissed. I reached for his cock and gripped it, stroking the head with my thumb. He was hard and ready.
I silently lamented his largeness, because it just wasn’t possible for a normal human mouth to fellate a cock that large. The best I would do was kiss and nibble and lick it like an ice cream cone. Just then my mouth was occupied with his, and that was pretty sweet. Then he picked me up like I weighed nothing and he put me on the bed, crawling in behind me.
My core was throbbing for him to fill me, but he was in no hurry. I sighed and lay back caressing him and crooning love sounds as he kissed and licked and nibbled his way over my body from head toe until I nearly begged him to fuck me. But he told me we would get to that all in good time just before his lips closed over
that sensitive bud of pleasure. I simply screamed his name in ecstasy; I came hard even though I tried to hold out and make it last longer. There was no holding out against his sensual onslaught. I would only surrender to the ebb and flow of the orgasmic contractions.
The things that man did with his tongue. That he did them for me was just exquisite. By the time he finished, I was a quivering mass of surrender. My senses were filled with carnal bliss as he moved up my body and lay half over me with his thigh pressed against my sex. He closed a hand over a breast and kissed me while pressing and releasing pressure against my core with his thigh spurring more contractions. A low chuckle rumbled in his throat each time he made me squirm, and I would moan.
He let up after a bit, knowing I needed a little break before we came together. He had been ready before we even took off our clothes, but he had pleasured me at length first. Then, he lay over me looking down into my eyes and caressing my face and upper body, lingering on my exposed breast. My brain was so flooded with endorphins, every touch and caress was pure delight. He seemed to delight in pleasuring me, and a great deal of my enjoyment came from being with Pyrr.
Then he kissed me long and deep, our tongues doing a sensual swirl that signaled the main event. He moved over me, and I opened, humming pure satisfaction as his hard phallus filled me. The weight of his warm body pressed down upon me and quelled the clamoring of my nipples for attention. The complete wonder of him took my breath away.
