"Impolite!" Eva muttered in shocked disgust at the comment; the last thing she could imagine ever doing was undressing the captain. She was happy to find herself on top of her though, certainly it was better then the other way around. She hadn't expected the captain to be as capable as she was; her image of a slaver captain was that of a decadently proportioned middle aged man, not the well toned, athletic creature currently grappling with her.<br/><br/>Eva struggled to get a position of maximum leverage, but was greatly hampered by the other woman's legs wrapped around her mid-drift, holding her in place and squeezing her naked form uncomfortably hard. On the other hand, she still had a good grip on Jessica's neck, and she leveraged that, wrapping one arm around the back of her head to hold her in place, and driving the elbow of her other arm into her throat, trying to crush her windpipe. After the groping she'd just received, Eva had no qualms about killing her captor outright, and at any rate, she could get her to shut up.