<strong>Starlog Entry:</strong><br/><em>Present Location:</em>Drift<br/><em>Time:</em>Arodus 2th fourthday (August 2th thursday), 7:00 AM > 8:00 AM<br/><em>Departure:</em>Jedarat<br/><em>Destination:</em>Akiton<br/><em>Brief Description:</em>After spending three days in Jedarat<em>Pouncing Blue Moon</em>and it's crew (spending luxury time both explore the developmental stages of luxury resort and provide services as entertainers) departed. Ship is presently smuggling archeological goods (ancient unknown alien relics) secretly for agent of New Horizon organization (stealing discoveries from company he serves for) meant delivered to middle man in Akiton. Further details follow after arriving Akiton. At start of drift the travel time from vast to close space was measured with drift engines to be 9 / 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=123629) =<strong>3</strong>days. This log is day after the said departure.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Now all players make one post present their activity between 7:00 AM to 8:00 AM. At 8:00 AM breakfast is served and you can this stage create/develop your secondary chars (no sheets, but some info needs created for profile). At 8:00 by ships tradition all crew members gather for breakfast where they discuss and talk normally and also often plan parties. IC crew knows not to talk about anything, not even hint, about smuggled goods or doing smuggle job. So far known safe location for such discussions are tech workshop and Smikey's personal quarters as much rest ship is monitored by paid subscribers otherwise. Shower room is shared by everyone, but everyone has in their rooms personal bathroom but no shower. Also own room has small space for personal hobby/pursuit/workout gear and holo deck sort functions. Ofc luxury top class stuff what can come up with.</div></div><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Morning smut between Smikey&amp;Lazzar (master/slave, pincers, spanking</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://www.bikesrepublic.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/biker_mice_from_mars___throttle_by_atomiccircus-d5jmle8-image-source-deviantart.net_.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/65Y8ZMV.png)</div>Smikey the Hot Cheese's bedroom was luxurious like rest of crew quarters, but it had one well known feature; unlike rest of the ship, in his bedroom there was no cameras installed. His private life, is private and this much private you cannot get in his ship than in his bedroom. His suite (http://flh.ca/media/9470/space-theme.jpg?width=430&amp;maxwidth=430) was blue themed in color, had one large window for view and desk with large holo screen and as holo deck illusion feature his floor displayed the bottom side of the ship, giving illusion there is no floor in there and same is on roof as well. Giving spectacular view on galaxy as ship travels.<br/><br/>But now as Smikey wakes up, his own cybertech enhanced green eyes aren't studying the amazing horizon....as more amazing view was besides him with his slumbering partner besides him. Her lustrous sparkling purple hair cascading down on her curves as she sleeps peacefully on the pillows. Her face leaning on pillow as she lays down, facing towards him. Her face was beautiful, young and happy. He could see the tattoo as well as he slides covers away, just above her bushy bunny tail. Some would call it tramp stamp but she was so proud taking it, declaring herself as 'property of the ship' for rest of her life.....which is closest to what Smikey has ever heard someone proposing to him as he lives with ship rest of his life as well.<br/><br/>So thus reason why he is one his favorite girls he takes to bedroom, including accompany him if he takes other gals and is also captain of this ship now. As he pulled curtains away slowly, not wake her yet as his tail smoothly moves the covers and his tail starts trace up along her slender leg, caressing her buttock and tracing around her bunny tail teasingly and then continue along her spine. he himself barely touching four feet height as 3'9'ft he is among tallest ysoks, but his tail adds two feet extra length which he has over years learned to use clever...and erotic ways as well. Now naked with raging morning wood he intents wear down riding lovely kemo girl bunny for one quickie, before a shared shower in his private shower and then join others to breakfast.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291438.msg14309403#msg14309403">Quote from: Sain on 31-07-2018, 16:39:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lazzar dreamt of something giggle worthy - a fellow crew mate's jape, a practical joke on one of the mousier newbies. His touch sent it derailing, grasping past the dream to add a sexual undertone to the whole prank. Her tail and ears twitched to touch as it slowly dispelled the sleep, stirring her to the familiar beddings of someone else's bed: Mikey's. <br/><br/>A clever smile tweaked to a grin as she let out a long morning groan that turned into a giggle. "Did I look so cute you didn't dare to fuck me awake?" She knew she did, and felt damn smug saying it aloud. Arousal came easy, already twitching her nethers with warmth. She was still a bit lazy from the sleep and the bed comfy. Comfier yet under the gentle caress of a hand tracing her skin, <br/>feeding to her heat. The little volleyball sized globe of energy next to her lit up with red, rising few inches from the bed. "Fine! Fine. I'll make it fun for you..."<br/><br/>Her movements were slow, easily interrupted if Smikey wanted so. Lazzar let out an appreciative sigh, letting one touch roll her onto her tummy. She hugged a pillow into her face and breasts, closed her thighs and legs. Bunny tail twitched involuntarily at the continued touch. She found herself increasingly distracted, her breath shortening as she reached her arms down to her sides and up, grasping the soft mounds of her ass. Lazzar spread them enough to pry open the thighs and show an eagerly glistening shaved dark red brown pussy lips. Her fingers fumbled for a better grip, squeezing the butt cheeks wider. <br/><br/>Her breath held a mix of nervous excitement and shameless perversion. A combination of them also stared at him from the bright pink eyes as Lazzar stared over shoulder. She had gotten used to presenting her body as a sex object by now. Used, and addicted to. The way his desire drilled through her body sent shivers through Lazzar's soul. <br/><br/>"An unspanked bunny butt. Should you do something about that Smikey? It'll help wake the bunny~!" Her voice and rear both jiggled a little.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Smikey's tail continued trace the exposed curves on Lazzar, liking her playful self and how erotic charged she is. As she presented her butt to be spanked, he smirked and replied; "Oh, indeed that ass looks needing spanking....more so rouse the lazy bunny to wake up and service her master already!" Smikey's tail which had caressed Lazzar pulls itself up to full height and Smikey goes on his knees, his cock, albeit looking small now, is stirring from sight of Lazzar exposed. Either by through being freak of nature or biotech, he haven't confirmed one or another, his cock can grow rather handsome size for his height. Not biggest in galaxy but enough satisfy size demands of women twice of his own height usually if their not size queens.<br/><br/>Kneeling as he was he got momentum to his hips to twist to side.....and quickly twist opposite side, swing his tail like a whip and smack Lazzar firmly on buttocks! Leaving bright red mark where his whip alike strong tail had marked her, in casual calm pace he twists his hip other direction....and snap twist to other and smack now different spot in her buttock. Lazzar is not one deciding when Lazzar has got enough; it's her foreplay and she decides how much abuse her lovely rump is getting until she starts submissively service him like a proper sex pet. Albeit she shows off, there is no one other than Smikey to see it as there is no client cameras in here. So he appreciates on the private shows she pulls for him.<br/><br/>After all, he knows her weakness and if he really wanted to fuck her silly awake from dream he would had needed just grasp her ears and start drill her. But now he takes bit slower this time, as it feels bit cheating on denying foreplay for Lazzar just straight up grasp her ears which turn her completely slut when doing so. But he does often caress and play with the ears when she performs oral though....own reward in servicing him.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291438.msg14309816#msg14309816">Quote from: Sain on 31-07-2018, 21:22:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lazzar's ears buzzed with arousal to the ring of the word master and the tone he said it with, the shameless cocky ownership he assumed of her. The buzz resonated between her thighs. "Hurry up! I might run off!" She said, voice self entitled in a way only needy Lazzar could be. She would do no such thing of course. The cock was visible in the corner of her eye, the cock and the tail.<br/><br/>"Aih!" Lazzar's ears slumped, tail furrowed to full fluff, her back arched. She'd kind of expected just a dicking - spanking by the dick sort of deal - but as the lash began to burn with painful pleasure, she'd decided she wanted more of this now. Another long red stripe of pain seized control of her nerves before the last one faded. Her sex twitched with wet arousal, thighs and hips clamped along with the arms that tried to keep her ass pried open. She let out a whimper, and, between pants, demanded, "Harder. Harder!" She bit down a whimper of pain as the next slashes came down harder, body shuddering as endorphines released.<br/><br/>"Harder Smikey! Ahhhn~ More!" She cried, each moan coming out uninhibited and wanton as a sluts in heat (which she is), as the smacks painted her bunny rump with another shade. It definitely woke her up. The pain had pushed her sense to full gear. She heard every smack echo across the room, heard every piece of furniture. Without looking back she could hear the shape of his body and feel the pulsing of his cock through her ears in a perverse echo-location. 'Seeing' her own body shudder in masochistic enjoyment under him only added to her pleasure. Even without a mirror Lazzar knew exactly what sort of lewd face she was making into the pillow. With another spank she came a little, letting out a long obvious 'Mmnnnh' to inform Smikey she was a naughty bunny who didn't ask no permission to cum if she wanted to. Why would she? After all, it sometimes earned her funny punishments.<br/><br/>Her breathing calmed, though arousal stayed after being beaten into the heat. "Ahhh... Thank you, master," Lazzar said, trying to push herself up from the bed. She felt her sore ass sting to touch, still emanating heat and a funnily pleasant pain. Her ears and tail couldn't stop shaking. <br/><br/>Leaning against one hand as she sat with her body sprawled on the bed Lazzar looked at his cock. She needed it now, pretty bad. Her brows furrowed. Her only worry was whether or not he'd give it, and how. It was always hard reading Smikey. Lazzar thought herself pretty clever when sex and fun was involved, clever enough to navigate other people's wants and such. But with him... He was her mentor, the one who changed her life. He was an old star and after all the years she still felt like a visiting asteroid, too small to dare assume she knew what he thought.<br/><br/>Lazzar bit lip, looking slightly frustrated with her ponderings. Ears drooped down, making her even easier to read. She liked  teasing and presenting herself for sex, but when she wasn't in control, when it wasn't for the camera, it felt ten times as embarrassing. Only thing she had to think was how to please master, how to please Smikey. He seemed content to let her marinade in the arousal like the old meanie he was. Lazzar ran a hand across her taut abs, cupped her breast and squeezed as she shifted her thighs to open her legs to him. "Master, how should- Ah fuck you for making me like this you bastard!" She was red, but had to continue. "How does master want me to serve?I think you've spanked the naughty away for now. I'll be a good bunny. Bunny slave. Lazzar. Anything you wish master."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Smikey is not perfect reader or have perfect understand of women, despite his reputation. However he is very good avoid trouble and if get into trouble, talk way out from it. But he understood the body language of Lazzar now; she was frustrated, he did beat heat into her body. Kemos do not enter in time regulated manner into heat like anthro parent or ancestors do; they can be driven into given state though stimuli though like humans and some most species.<br/><br/>As she yields to her role as slave, he moves his hand then on her head, gently stroking her hair....and brush one her drooped ears while his tail caresses the whipped rump and squirms around her fluffy bunny tail and strokes it while brushing her hair. He keeps the brush gentle, as he could make her cum just squeezing her ear. He wants just display approval for being 'nice bunny' as he wants her to be one now. Looking to her eye he says to her; "Well, your master has rather raging morning stiffness in his loins. So I wish my favorite slave to relieve said stiffness in firstly using her mouth, hands and her breasts. If slave does good job, she gets rewarded with pleasure she most craves for...." <br/><br/>Smikey moves slowly his tail from hers, moving down along crack of her ass down between her legs on her slit. Stroking the slit and clit with his tail and wiggle as if penetrate her. He could penetrate her but this is more encouraging tease, give clear hint he knows what she wants and desires, before pulling tail away and moving his tail to her lips. His tail coated in her juices and her scent as he adds; "Does slave understand the instruction or want more details?" His shimmering green eyes look into her pink eyes, even if there was significant height difference when she stood up, but now he hovers over her as she lays almost to the mattress and looks up to him as he remains kneeling, his cock throbbing in anticipation for fun times ahead and he is well capable of cumming twice in row. As that much libido he has in the morning at minimum! If not even more....especially with greater number of company.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291438.msg14310165#msg14310165">Quote from: Sain on 01-08-2018, 00:31:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">A hand moving to her head was no mere innocent head pat, but tantamount to sliding fingers across her inner thigh. She held still under his care, breath quivering as a stroke sent hip melting tingles from her ear. The ears drooped a little as she relaxed, calming despite her needy bits still burning. Her body knew that he'd take care of them, in time. She could just relax and enjoy the arousal.<br/><br/>Orders with her alternate title rang  with a hot resonance in Lazzar's head. Slave bunny. Slave. He said it looking like he meant it, and he did. Perviest part was that she was okay with it, even liked it. With the head pats practically melting her thoughts to mush she could no longer do any hurtful antics of witty comments. She had to be a good slave. She let out a relishing moan as the tail dipped into her wet heat. She nearly came a little already, feeling a little shameful at how easy her body turned to pudding by his hands (or tail). She stayed still like a good slave, quivering under his touch, opening her lips to lick the tail and her lewd juices. Every time he seemed to find a new way to flush her arousal a few times worse. The ache ramped up to levels of overheating warp core as he asked her.<br/><br/>The naughtiest part of Lazzar nearly suggested she needed another spanking. It would have been fun for Smikey, but she didn't want to disappoint <em>master</em>.<br/><br/>"Yes master. Slave understands. Thank you for patience master. Slave will now help master," Lazzar said, moving. Her eyes were half clouded with arousal, body quivering in a state of paused orgasm as she climbed on all fours and crawled to his cock. She breathed hot air on his shaft, licked in saliva as she could nearly taste it. Mouth, breasts, and hands? She had to use them all since master said so. She may not have had the biggest breasts in the galaxy, but just barely enough to squeeze at a cock from both sides. Lazzar always thought her efforts at boob job were kind of pathetic at best, but master seemed to like them. Lazzar licked his tip affectionately, kissing and suckling it as she reached to fondle the shaft and balls. However, she could not fulfill her task from there.<br/><br/>Feeling a little sorry to leave master's cock unattended Lazzar excused herself to crawl around Smikey. "Master, slave will sit beneath you to help fulfill her task. Please excuse slave," she said, squeezing beneath the small master, wiggling through his legs, dragging his balls and cock across her face and breasts as she did so. She looked up, knowing master liked it when her eyes lost their smugness and filled with shame and arousal. Her face was flushed as red as it could go without turning to a type M star. <br/><br/>Lazzar helped his cock into her mouth, sucking in the tip. Her suck pulled in some shaft as she lifted her head to help reach more. She had the meat of his cock rest between the valley of her breasts and pushed them together, felt his hardness imprint itself on the soft sensitive mounds. However, her pleasure derived from the act was secondary. Her senses tuned to the twitches and pulses within his meat, eyes honed in on his to look up for cues or orders, anything to help master relieve himself on slave. She focused her efforts on following those cues. Kneaded her breasts against his shaft in a forceful rotating motion, pushed harder on her tits even if it hurt her to make him groan with pleasure. Suckled and sample the top of his cock with religious worship, strong suction and forceful tongue. <br/><br/>Thoughts and taste of the cock filled her head with a strange bliss of non-thought. The heat still radiated from her ass in slowing down trickle of endorphin. She was not touched, but felt pleasure through him, coming a little as she felt him near from just shifting her thighs against each other.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Smikey may indeed mean what he said, but in practice Lazzar was free to leave and go as she pleases. But in end; she doesn't want leave nor quit these slave games, so far yet anyways. Perhaps in end the public smug and witty personality is a mask and this expression she shows now is the true self in the core; a slave who loves to please her chosen master. At least that's idea/fantasy Smikey likes to think about her. So far he haven't confirmed his theory with her but nor has got need to.<br/><br/>His own thoughts slip into simple sensation as she starts lick and suck on the tip, fondle his balls with her soft fingers, his eyes half-closing as his throbbing pulsing shaft bumps more blood in, growing harder and more taunt. However it lasted briefly as Lazzar proceeds perform fully his command, going under him and trap his shaft between her breasts as she starts devotingly suck the tip while her pink eyes look to his with intent focus to read him. It may indeed be true Lazzar is not bustiest girl in the Pouncing Blue Moon and her breasts barely able to trap his meat, needing press quite firmly to even flank him properly. But even if Smikey has said he loves big booty, in end he appreciates most the <em>quality</em> of the booty. Lazzar's breasts are perky, soft and round, easily fit to palm of his hand and her nipples are lovely perky even now.<br/><br/>But he has recalled her few times being self-concious about her size when she looks other girls but besides implants other way increase bust naturally is if she turns pregnant....Smikey had told girls themselves decide do they want bear children or not and he has well supplied stock for anti-pregnancy medicine and girls get chance visit medical stations regularly in planets whenever they need to. But Smikey does wonder how far Lazzar's slave attitude could go; could she go so far as allow herself to be bred? Either by him or someone more suitable to breed with? Would it be turn on to her to know she is bred on purpose?<br/><br/>Smikey pushes aside the idle thought and focuses return his appreciation for slave's good work, with another head pat and his fingers sliding around base of her left ear while right thigh of her gets wrapped up by his leatherly tail, give a squeeze and stroke on it while tail tip almost lazily strokes on her slit, keep the fires going in her body and loins as she works. His breathing growing huskier, deeper. Lazzar able hear it far before anyone else know her master is pleased, the gaze he gave to her was pondering, but clouded by arousal as well. Throbbing of blood ceased on the cock, as it was completely full now but she could both sense and hear heartbeat of Smikey, *thumb*.<br/><br/>It steadily *thumbed* as she continued suck, her tongue get the delicious pre-cum, then it went *thumbthumb*, double of normal rate, then it started *thumb, thumbthumb*, his cock starting twitch and pulse more faster. She either imagine, or hear, how his swimmers went frenzy in his sack and blood flowed quicker in his veins. His cock feeling hotter in her bust.....and she felt sharp inhale of air from her master's lips and then release in long groaning growl.....and then with sound of flowing liquid, followed with burst into her mouth as Smikey cums into her mouth! Give morning mouthful of his cum as he growls huskily with each exhale he does as he rapidly pants. His tail squeezing tightly her thigh and tip of his tail circling on her clit, intending push her over as well as he was. Smikey's hands were on side, clenching and unclenching.<br/><br/>Once shivering ends, his cock softens a bit, but throbs back hard again on sight of Lazzar's eyes alone how they shone along with her lovely expression while cock in her lips. Smikey gives now a actual <em>stroke</em> on one her ears. A slow motioned squeezing stroke. From base to the tip, a soft grip pulling her ear and small thumb pressing interior of her ear as he strokes it to the tip. Once stroke is done Smikey says to Lazzar; "Now slave bunny gets receive her reward, move present your cunt for me." Of course compared to mere runting mounting the ear stroke is far superior reward, but Lazzar plans not leave her ears alone as he starts fucking her so she gets much more of that attention once things start to main menu.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291438.msg14311343#msg14311343">Quote from: Sain on 01-08-2018, 16:53:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lazzar hard hard time telling her pleasures apart. The touch of her slutty clit, her ears, the act of sucking. All of them melded together into an orgasm as she felt him cum, whining softly as she gulped cum, making sure to drink it all even as her hips shivered in climax. She kept on suckling on the cock as it withdrew, deriving pleasure from the simple act of obediently cleaning, letting the taste and pleasure remain the only thoughts in her head.<br/><br/>Apparently this pleased master. Lazzar found out as she whimpered, wincing to a more intentional touch against her ears. Her lips lost the cock, letting it wobble and slap saliva on her face as she moaned, wet and arousal coming to climax as he massaged her sensitive bits. The world they saw became fuzzy in a way she had grown to enjoy, restrained her to the senses of sight, touch, and smell. The stroke nearly pushed her to a third orgasm as his hand slipped free, leaving the bunny a panting mess beneath him, ears trembling nervously.<br/><br/>Every sound rang with strange arousal, filling Lazzar with a buzz, continuing the high of her previous high even if the last one hadn't quite gone over the edge. She was fully in the slave bitch mode, taking every order as an ironclad rule and enjoying her place. "Yesh... Yes master," Lazzar said as she began to squirm and wiggly out from beneath him. She inhaled a deep breath of his cock and balls while her face disappeared beneath his ass, and let out another helpless moan as her ears brushed his thigh.<br/><br/>'Present cunt'. How should she please master? No wait, no this was reward for slave, but even knowing that Lazzard could only thing what would arouse master the most. He liked seeing her face, she knew, and was very proud of it. So she would show him, what sort of face slave makes when she is rewarded.<br/><br/>Lazzar laid against a pillow and with nimble bodily control pulled her legs up, keeping them straight. She hugged them against her body, spreading her pussy as wide and into the open as she could. Lazzar's body trembled softy from sheer arousal, ready to orgasm at the slightest provocation. The wait filled her mind with nothing but thoughts of cock and ear pats. Biting lip she asked, "Does slave's presentation please master? Slave is very thankful for reward."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Smikey watches as Lazarra cummed, loving expressions she had as he drove her crazy just one stroke on her ear. Albeit he and of course audience who watches Pouncing Blue Moon live shows knows her 'secret', it was surprise to himself as he found it first time....and wonders was she more surprised than him how sensitive her ears were?<br/><br/>As she presents herself, spreading her quivering flesh wide and see how her body shivers in anticipation....who man would not feel hard for second round for such sight? Especially said in her sultry slave bitch voice and with her eyes she showed to him? Smikey moves and his hands caress her taunt pulled tights, which she hold up for him. He softly in husky tone says to her (while his cock slides between her closed thighs, penetrating them); "It does please me my bunny slave, just need pair of things to add to make it more interesting for you and your master." Smikey's long tail reaches to his drawers and from there his agile tail catches a double pair of nipple pinchers (https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/31lkFwY6-8L._SX355_.jpg), he moves his hands around her thighs, feeling and squeezing her breasts he locates her nipples blindly and locks the pinchers in. The other pair? Not to her nipples.....but tips on her ears! His tail slides around both ears base, gently pull them towards her chest in slow tail stroke on them....until tips reach center of her breasts and there he slides chain from other pair around other pair's center. Connecting them before he places pinchers on Lazzar's sensitive ears.<br/><br/>Once pinchers were in place, he then activated them. As they do more than just pinch; they send electric vibrations through the flesh, creating sharp electric shock sounds which to her ears sound quite scarier than it really is. As no real powerful shock is not released, as it's merely a noise. But to her ears it works stimuli of it's own besides electric current which travels all the sensitive nerves on her ears and on her nipples and breasts. More so handy for his tail entangle and grasp the connection point of all those pinchers and give a tug, sort abuse her ear and nipples with the tug.<br/><br/>Then as he slowly drags his cock along between her thighs, intending thrust in before her entire brain melts from stimuli as he huskily asks; "How sounds I breed you my bunny slave? Would you carry a bunch of <em>kittens*</em> for me?" Around the time when she would reply to her master's question, Smikey would then holding on sides of her thighs ram his engorged thick meat into her needy passage! Starting grunt and pant rapidly, slam his thighs hard as he can onto her buttocks as he thrusts in deep on hilt in quick powerful thrust, quick pull and ram again, in intense pace to grind her body until he cums, not caring even count how many orgasms Lazzar goes through before he builds his own release and gush inside her. Fill her to brim properly like she would had been breeding bitch receiving a breeder's cum.<br/><br/><em>* = Baby bunny is called a kit, a short from kitten.</em><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291438.msg14311571#msg14311571">Quote from: Sain on 01-08-2018, 19:27:51</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Nnnh! Hah!" Lazzar gasped as cock pushed into her, eyes fluttering as she bit her lip, cunt clenching tight around his girth. The words were pleasure to her ears, though now drowned under that reverberating within her cunt. As a sudden addition of clamps pinched her nipples with painful tweak Lazzar let out another higher pitch moan, an actual scream. A whimper followed as she settled to relish in the sensation of hurtful clamp contrasting with the loin numbing pleasure as pressure opened her sex wide.<br/><br/>She didn't quite expect another pair. Her screams of pleasure repeated, dissolving to a pile of whimpers as clips clamped on her ears. Her tongue pushed out, dribbling some drool on her chin and breasts as her eyes rolled back for a second. Orgasm blanked her head and reduced Lazzar to a drooling mess, cunt twitching around his cock as her hip and ab muscles went out of control. Lazzar leaned forward instinctively, head following the chain to bury face into her breasts. Her fingers dug into the back of her thigh, locked in place.<br/><br/>She was already at her wit's end, gasping and moaning with little regard to how much of a bunny in heat she looked. When the vibrations hit in her eyes rolled back again. She didn't bother trying to tell the abuse apart from pleasure as both overwhelmed her nerves, feeding gas to the explosive orgasm already rumbling through her lower body and brain. <br/><br/>Whatever words buzzed beneath the vibration, even if they were master's, they didn't make it far enough in Lazzar's pleasure filled brain to really register. As much was obvious in her open mouthed drool as a dumb smile spread across her face. "Yesh! Yesh! Cumming for master!" Lazzar shouted, hoping she had answered right (or wrong enough to earn extra punishment). She got something alright - cock. She squirmed beneath his thrusts, back arching and face twisting with each ebb. Her cunt hugged him with a death grip, and would likely have stopped the pulls were it not glistening with Lazzar's juices of arousal. <br/><br/>Like it was the case with many of Pouncing Blue Moon's girls, Lazzar's orgasm, when she really came, was intense. She couldn't really control it herself. Her nipples, ears, and sex all screamed pulsars. It was not a feeling she could get used to, but she damn sure was addicted to. Riding the blissful high of non-thought, being a witless slut to another crew member or master's slave. It was the best she knew. <br/><br/>His load triggered yet another orgasm, as well as a series of gasps as hot liquid filled her - spilled out of her. Lazzar let go of her legs, leaving herself in a funny pose as she struggled to breathe. Lazzar grabbed the beddings with her weakened grasp and squirmed her back against it, whimpering and gasping occasionally. The clamps still vibrated, prolonging the feeling even as her cunt began to calm into the afterglow. "Tha- thank you... Master," she managed to breathe, looking at him with the face of full satisfaction.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br/><br/>As Smikey pulls out from Lazzar, leaving cum flowing out from her (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/6c/41/be/6c41beb1cdd23eb264f6ba47a8935319.gif) sex as he does so, smiling he says to her as his cock raging boner calms down and softens up and shrinks towards more manageable size to fit to his own custom fit leather pants as he offers his hand to Lazzar; "Let's go and hit the showers dear Lazzar the slave bunny." So with that morning exercise he heads to showers, in there he would shower and wash his hair and body and clean himself to the day. Any stains left on his bed is no problem as automated cleaning droid will deal with it as usual. He would from showers pick just soft satin/wool mixed bathrobe as state of dress to join to the breakfast table where he plans brainstorm with the girls what will be theme of their next upcoming party which will happen in 2 days.