<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #BF0000">Karra Lee Micheals</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #BF0000">Captain Micheals</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/d8d8d07d-bef1-4b12-bb9c-4a8ccbe576b0_zps6c4f5818.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Karra, even while sleeping, was aching. She hadn't slept long, unable to ever fully rest, to sleep a full night. It was something she should probably see someone about, but it hadn't been a problem until she had joined the military. Being in the combat unit had conditioned her to always rest with one eye open. However, it was more than just years of conditioning that had woken her. She felt something damp being gently glided over her body, making her even more aware of her pain. She groaned, rolling away from the touch, though there wasn't much room to escape.<br/><br/>For a moment she couldn't remember what happened, just the her lower region was quite achy and bruised feeling. Tears pricked her eyes, but did not fall. Christ, what had happened? She realized she was naked, and for a bleary, sleepy moment she had thought maybe she had been captured--again. When she finally managed to opened her eyes, though, she only saw Tania's concerned face floating above her, a wet rag in hand that she had obviously been using to wipe Karra down with. It was then the memories flooded back and she blushed a bright red immediately, closing her eyes again. She had so eagerly put herself at the mercy of Tania and Tom, enjoying it immensely. The pain she woke to, however, had her wondering if it was worth it. When she opened her eyes again and looked at Tania's face, she inwardly gave a shrug,<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF0000">'Yes--still worth it...'</span></span>she thought to herself.<br/><br/>God, everything fucking hurt. She didn't understand how it felt so good earlier and now she felt like complete and utter shit--well, she felt extremely emotionally and mentally relaxed. It was like all the stress from the past few years had left her, finally. She knew it would come back on her in tumbling waves, but for now she would enjoy the quiet in her mind. She wondered if she would be able to share Tom as she had earlier--but knew that she couldn't deny Tania or Tom that sort of pleasure. It wouldn't be fair. Besides, it was fun for all three of them to be together, though she doubted they would be able to be so rough next time, at least not any time soon.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BF0000">"Where's Tom?" </span>she asked, her throat a bit raw. She swallowed some, trying to ease the scratchiness of it. She had only just noticed Tom was not with them in the cockpit, and Tania was already dressed. She sat up, giving a soft gasp of how much it hurt to shift.<span style="color: #BF0000">"Fuck..."</span>she muttered, fighting against the pain. She had been through plenty worse, much much worse, but still--pain was pain. It seemed Tania had mostly cleaned her up, including her hair. It didn't smell so much of Tania's sex fluids. She supposed the woman had used the damp rags to wipe her hair some in effort to put some semblance of order back to Karra.<br/><br/>She stood on shaky legs, bracing herself against the wall as she straightened. Tania stood with her, helping steady her with strong arms. Karra hung her head some, taking a few settling breaths. It was mostly her ass that hurt, as she had never had anything back there before and Tom---well he was a lot.