(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/65/Darius_face_avatar.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Darius Fair</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the main deck of<em>The Galaxy</em><br/><strong>With:</strong>Kumiko, Chun, Nonami<br/><br/>Kumiko served me well, as always.  Any command I gave her, she complied with the greatest effort and creativity.  As she was on her knees between Chun and me, and I felt even more like Jabba the Hutt, lounging around lazily while my slave obeyed my every command, whether it was to fetch me something or dance for an audience.<br/><br/>I watched my Kumiko's chest heave as she breathed in and out, her breasts rising and falling, her nipples protruding against the silk of her metal framed bra, a nice sheen of sweat on her skin.  Her knees were spread wide, exposing her thighs as the strip of red fabric hanging down from her waist pooled under her.  Her braid of long black hair was hanging down in front of one shoulder.  Her back was arched in a most appetizingly submissive way.<br/><br/>I could tell she must have had an orgasm recently, perhaps even giving one to a lucky bystander as well.  I would make her tell me about it, then spank her for being naughty, then spank her some more for enjoying the spanking, all while reminding her what would happen if... no... when... she "misbehaved" again.<br/><br/>After admiring Chun, I made eye contact with Kumiko and tilted my head toward the Asian slave on the floor who was just disciplined by a man and defended by Chun.  She may have been full Japanese judging by her fair porcelain skin and big tits.<br/><br/>I took out a device and aimed it at her collar.  I hit the "interrogate" button and my eyebrows raised as I smiled.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh, my, Kumiko, looks like we have a slave with a collar set to 0.  That means she can be used and abused in any manner whatsoever.  If I gave you permission to do what you like to her, what kinds of things would you do?"</strong><br/><br/>I made sure to speak loud enough that the slave would know I was speaking of her.  I expected Kumiko to follow my lead.  While Kumiko enjoyed a little cruelty once in a while and plenty of rough sex, my impression was that Kumiko was the type who would relish and savor another woman in a pleasureable, not painful, way.<br/><br/>As Kumiko spoke, I aimed the device at Kumiko's collar, interrogating it.  I remembered to set it earlier for setting 3 - visual display and touching.  I wanted the guests to enjoy my slave, making her pose or otherwise move to please them as well as let them touch her without penetration.<br/><br/>I showed her the remote, keeping my finger on the plus button.  I hit it once, changing it from a 3 to a 4.  I pushed the "set" button.<br/><br/><strong>"There we go.  Okay, Kumiko, now you're at the setting where any free man... or <em>woman</em>...,"</strong>I looked at Chun for emphasis,<strong>"may use you for visual display, touching <em>and</em> kissing."</strong><br/>