Cargo Ship (IC)
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				Title: <strong>Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 08:08:02</strong>
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				Jessica stood on a docking bay, just outside the ship, on the space station Terral V. Her arms were crossed, and right in front of her was a naked girl, kneeling, looking very scared. In front of them stood two thugs, large men with a grin on their faces.<br><br>Jessica: "So, are we agreed? 15,000 credits for her?"<br><br>One of the thugs comes in and bends down, caressing the frightened girl on the cheek.<br><br>Thug1: "Oh hell yeah... she's a beauty, she's gonna bring a lot of new customers to my club!"<br><br>The other thug nods and pays the Cargo Captain. Jessica grins, then pats the girl one last time on the head, then turns back to enter her ship. As she does, the thugs grab the slave girl, who screams.<br><br>Slave: "Nooo!!! Please!! Don't sell me to them!!"<br><br>Jessica opens the door to her ship then glances back at her, smiling.<br><br>Jessica: "Sorry, hon. Business is business."<br><br>With that, she enters her ship and closes the door behind her, pushing the button of the intercom so all of her crew would hear.<br><br>Jessica: "Alright guys, let's go! Another transaction successful, and more credits in our pockets! Life i wonderful!"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 15:34:09</strong>
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				Eva gritted her teeth as she listened to the captains cheerful intercom message. It galled her that the bitch could be so flippant about what she was doing, almost as much as it galled her she, an experience agent who'd dealt with the toughest slavers out there, had let herself be captured by this obnoxious playgirl.<br><br>After her escape attempt the last time the Lost Hope had made port, the slaver crew had decided that Eva should stay in a solitary confinement cell until they were off world again. They'd shackled her wrists to the ceiling, forcing her to stand, and left her in the tiny, bare cell. With nothing to do, the former agent just stood there, stewing in her rage. Despite her efforts, she couldn't take her mind of her situation, and it infuriated her; the cell was well air-conditioned, and the constant air current across her naked skin was not only uncomfortably cold, it was also a constant reminder of her forced nudity. She desperately missed the familiar feel of her uniform, and the authority it conveyed, even more, she missed the weight of her guns around her waist. Now all she had was the negligible weight of the ridiculous panties they made her wear.<br><br>Eva let out an angry scream, bellowing at nothing in her frustration. It would accomplish nothing, she knew; the cell was probably sound proofed anyway, but it helped her keep her thoughts straight, helped her keep angry. She was finding that whenever she let herself calm down, she would start to feel the despair closing in. She got by by turning it into anger instead, but it was taking a lot out of her. She was starting to get tired, both mentally, and physically.
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 00:37:37</strong>
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				Across the corridor, Kari startled at the muffled scream that reached her through the thick cell door. <em>What the hell is going on here?</em> She ran her hands through her short black hair and crossed her arms a little tighter across her bare chest. <br><br>This was the first ship she'd ever been on and so far all she'd seen of the galaxy was the inside of this tiny cubicle. Grey walls, grey floor, thin gruel-colored light filtering in from an unbreakable fixture overhead. There was a drain in one corner, presumably for toilet use, but otherwise the cell was utterly bare. She wasn't sure how long she'd last in this place if she didn't have some stimulation soon; barely a day had passed since she'd been brought onboard and already she could feel her mind starting to creak under the pressure of confinement.<br><br><em>I hope I'm sold quickly so I can get back to work. Anything would be better than this boredom.</em><br><br>Kari had no idea both how right and how wrong she really was.
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				Post by: <strong>Trafalgar</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 01:08:47</strong>
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				Tarl passed through the corridors of the cargo hold, he was making his daily rounds to make sure none of the crew were helping themselves to the slaves, without permission that is. His steps were heavy and his boots clanged against the metal flooring, all the slaves could hear him as he walked past, he had been known to become to rough with the slaves when he had his way with them, a few he had even killed by accident, due to his short temper and his vulnerable mind.<br><br>As he walked on he peered into the cell doors of a few slaves, one girl was crying, she was bare-naked save the metal device on her folds, obviously she was a virgin and the captain intended her to be, he continued to survey the cargo. Another girl was screaming at the top of her lungs! He reached for his shock-baton and slammed it against the door, sparks burst from the end of the baton and Tarl snarled at the girl.<br><br>"Shut up you little bitch! Or I'll open your door and beat you senseless!"<br><br>He moved on from the screaming girls cell, peering into another he saw one girl with short black hair, she was not screaming or crying like the others, in fact she seemed occupied in thought. Tarl was intrigued and knocked on her door hard.<br><br>"You... what is your name?" Tarl grumbled, the orange lights on his visor seemed to glow brighter as he looked at her covered breasts, pushed up as the girl was folding her arms. 
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 01:45:00</strong>
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				<em>"You... what is your name?"</em><br><br>Kari was shocked to see another human being, this one gazing in the portal set in the thick door that afforded her a view of the cell door across the hallway. She'd gone an entire day only hearing footsteps and seeing the blurred shadows of figures passing by. The blazing orange light from the man's visor confused her slightly, but she was glad somewhere deep inside that someone was talking to her instead of leaving her in total isolation. <br><br><em>Total isolation. That means no one will care what happens to me if... </em>She shook her head to clear away the thought.<br><br>The girl set her jaw defiantly. She'd encountered this type of situation before and the only thing that had saved her from rape, or worse, was standing her ground and refusing to let herself be pushed around. She had no idea if the tough approach would work with this man, however, so she took a large gamble. Despite her outward attitude, her entire situation terrified her and the man asking for her name did nothing to lessen her fear.<br><br>"I'm Kari. Who are you?" she snapped. "I'm starving and I haven't had any water since I got on this shithole of a ship. Where are the rations?"<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 03:29:07</strong>
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				Obviously the cell wasn't as sound proof as Eva had thought. Her frustrated yelling was obviously overheard; someone began banging incredibly hard on the door of her cell. "Shut up you little bitch! Or I'll open your door and beat you senseless!" A rough voice yelled through the door at her.<br><br>Eva bristled at the threat, <em>how dare he talk to her like that</em>. Before her conscious mind knew what she was doing, she yelled back at the door. "You don't have the balls you fucking bastard! Do you know what will happen to anyone who lays a finger on me!" She swung by her wrists to give the cell door a good solid kick.<br><br>Deep down, she knew this was a bad idea, but she wasn't willing to let them think they'd beaten her.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 04:05:05</strong>
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				Arianna had been on the ship a while, but her disconnection from civilized life had rendered time meaningless really, all she wanted to do&nbsp; was go home. But at the moment, she was stuck in a cell, wearing almost nothing, waiting to be abused and raped by the savage crew. Arianna just tried to keep quiet and inconspicuous, the other girl being incredibly loud, just hoping that the other girl would draw the brunt of the guards "attentions". She just remained curled in the corner of the dank and bleak cell, silent, save for her breathing.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 06:22:44</strong>
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				The ship lifted up and away from the station, setting course to their next destination. Jessica spent a few minutes at the nearest terminal to make sure all the systems were running smoothly, and that the automated pilot was going to the right sector. Once satisfied, she turned the console off and walked to the elevator.<br><br>Jessica's ship was a medium sized cargo transport that she had modified to add some interesting enhancements, such as frontal turbo lasers, advanced security systems, and of course all the cells on the bottom deck. The vessel had 3 decks, the top one being the bridge, her personal cabin, and the computer and navigation systems. The second floor had the crew cabins along with the two boarding bays, the escape hatches, and the engineering section, while the bottom deck had the cafeteria, showers, and the cells. The elevator had a strict security control panel that checked the fingerprints and DNA of anyone attempting to change deck.<br><br>Jessica went down to the bottom deck as she always liked to do after any landing, to check up on the slaves. When she got there, right away she could hear that the slaves were agitated. This made her chuckle, perhaps some punishment in perspective.<br><br>She saw that Tarl was already there, shouting at one girl across a cell door, and she decided not to disturb them. Instead, she heard another girl scream and bang on the door. Going in front of her cell, she looked at the number afixed to the door and remembered that one. Grinning, she looked through the small window and spoke to her.<br><br>"You're Eva right? The little bitch that tried to escape last time? You really think I need balls to teach you a lesson?"<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 06:47:28</strong>
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				A small window opened in the door, and Eva looked up to meet the gaze of whoever was looking in on her. She was shocked to see Captain Thompson herself staring back. For a second she almost felt a tinge of pride that she had apparently caused enough noise that the captain had taken notice.<br><br>"You're Eva right? The little bitch that tried to escape last time? You really think I need balls to teach you a lesson?" The other woman said condescendingly, much to Eva's disgust. It was so perverse that the woman prided herself on performing horrible deeds that were usually reserved for men. More to the point, if her hands weren't shackled, Eva fancied she could show the slaver what someone without balls could do."<br><br>"I'm Eva to my friends," she shot back, "to you I'm Miss Summers, or just 'officer.' And you should have let me escape, the longer you keep me here, the more trouble you're going to be in." They were fighting words, but in her head, Eva could only think how much she'd like to be able to cover her breasts. 
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				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 07:00:05</strong>
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				The girl was fierce, just like Jessica liked them. She wasn't about to pass such a challenge. Proving them wrong was her favorite pass time, and they would have some time before the ship would reach its next destination.<br><br>So the captain went to a nearby bench and removed the sword holster on her back, leaving it there. She frowned on crew members bringing in weapons to use on slaves, it damaged the merchandise. She then came back to the door and pressed the locking panel with her palm, unlocking the door's magnetic lock. She then went inside and put her hands on her hips, standing there just in front of the tied up girl, grinning deviously, her voice dripping with sarcasm.<br><br>"Well, 'officer', I'm really sorry about keeping you like that. But see the thing is, I'm a slaver, and you well, you're my slave. Nothing will change that anymore. I could sell you as a sex slave, or as menial labor, or even keep you for myself. That depends on you..."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 07:10:01</strong>
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				The face disappeared from the door, and for a moment Eva thought the captain was going to just ignore her and keep going. She wasn't sure whether that was what she wanted or not. It didn't matter though, because moments later, the other woman reappeared outside the door, which, after a brief pause, hissed open.<br><br>Thompson walked up until she was standing right in front of Eva, he eyes glinting maliciously. Eva felt her bravado diminish slightly now that there was nothing between her and the slaver captain. With her arms forced above her head, her body felt incredibly vulnerable. Still, she wasn't about to show it.<br><br>"You're only a slaver until you get caught; after that you'll have a nice cell of your own. You let me go now, they might cut a few years of your sentence, but that depends on you..." 
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				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 07:22:59</strong>
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				Jessica chuckled, clearly unimpressed by the threat. She then took a moment to look the girl up from head to toes, before closing in until she was mere inches in front of the prisoner. She brought a hand up and grabbed one of the girl's exposed breasts, then squeezed it.<br><br>"You know you really should learn to watch what you say while you're on my ship. I don't want to damage you, Eva, but I think you need to learn some manners. And I'm feeling like teaching tonight!"<br><br>Her other hand then went around the girl and grabbed Eva's butt, squeezing it as well.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 07:37:37</strong>
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				"Eek" Eva couldn't help but let out a surprised peep as the other woman grabbed her breast and squeezed it painfully. She'd known, at some level, that any of the male crew members could potentially take an interest in her body, but she hadn't even considered that the female captain might. Eva had assumed that she was just doing it for the money, but if she had the same interests as male slavers... it was a repulsive thought, but it made sense.<br><br>Eva suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable with the other woman so close to her. She tried to back away, but her shackled hands stopped her - not to mention the hand grasping at her helpless tit. She watched nervously as the woman's hand disappeared around her back. "Get. Your hand. Off. Eek!" She gasped again as the the other hand grabbed at her butt, before finishing, "ME!"
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				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 08:14:24</strong>
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				Jessica was apparently very amused at the girl's petty protests, but did nothing for now. She simply kept caressing and squeezing one of her breasts, then the next, and pinching Eva's nipples. She slapped the girl's butt hard with a hand, then leaned forward to nibble at her neck with her mouth. After a few moments of that, she pulled back and reached up to the girl's arms restraints.<br><br>"I think we're going to have a lot of fun tonight..."<br><br>Her eyes were filled with lust, and it was clear what she intended to do with the poor slave. As soon as Eva's hands were freed from the shackles, the captain then attempted to bring the girl down on the floor.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 08:43:47</strong>
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				Eva could hardly believe what was happening, the other woman was playing with her breast as if they were squeeze toys. Her teeth were tightly clenched, and she struggled and squirmed in her captors grasp, not willing to just allow herself to just be molested like this. She couldn't help but gasp slightly through her teeth when Thompson began pinching at her cold hardened nipples. It was painful alright, but more then that, it was supremely humiliating to not be able to stop it. Eva shut her eyes, trying to pretend she was somewhere else. They immediately shot back open again, though, when the captain roughly slapped her ass. <br><br>Before she knew it, Eva could feel the other woman nibbling at her neck, and act to top off the rest of the unwanted intimacy. She tried to shove the other woman off with the what little leverage she could manage. Before long, the woman did detach, though mostly by her own choice. At that point, Eva spotted the look in her eyes, and suddenly wished she'd go back to nuzzling her; the unbridled lust she could see was terrifying.<br><br>"I think we're going to have a lot of fun tonight..." The captain cooed. Eva didn't answer, she just glared. She went tense when she felt the other woman begin to undo her restraints. She had no idea what the woman was doing, but she wasn't going to let the chance pass her by. As soon as the shackles were open, Eva barrelled at the other woman, who in turn did the exact same thing. The crashed into each other, struggling for the upper hand.<br><br>Eva's hand to hand training immediately kicked in; she threw her wait at Jessica, wrapping her arms around her neck, trying to establish a choke hold. <br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 09:07:08</strong>
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				Jessica expected the girl to struggle, and as they went to the ground, she braced herself for the fall. While she didn't expect Eva to have such strong hand to hand skills, the captain also had a fit, strong body, and a lot of fighting experience behind her, mostly the dirty kind.<br><br>As the two fought, Jessica landed on her back, laying on the floor, with her captive ending up on top of her, trying to go for her neck. The captain grinned, certain that she couldn't lose against her own slave. As the girl managed to grab her by the throat, making breathing more difficult, she in turn wrapped her legs around the naked girl, squeezing, then spoke in an excited manner.<br><br>"Damn! You go right for the choke without undressing me first? How impolite!"<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 14:40:31</strong>
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				"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.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 03:05:50</strong>
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				Jessica could see Eva struggling to stay on top and keep pressure on her, but unlike the naked girl, the captain had no worry, and full confidence in being able to come out on top. While she gasped for breath, she put both hands on Eva's exposed breasts, hoping to distract her, then used her solid leg lock to spin the girl around, rolling her on the floor to end up on top of her, forcing her to let go of her neck. She then added taunts to make the girl doubt of her own abilities.<br><br>"You're not the girl you used to be, Eva! Now you're a naked, scared little girl, and I'm going to enjoy breaking you!"<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 03:33:03</strong>
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				She should have expected it, she later realise, but Eva was taken by surprise as the other woman grabbed and squeezed her breasts again. The opened her mouth to gasp, but before she got a chance, her whole world was suddenly spinning. Before she knew it, her back was pressed against the cold metal floor, and her formally pinned opponent was now on top of her. Eva completed the gasp as her grip on the other woman's throat slipped. As soon as she had the chance, the captain was back to taunting the captured agent. "You're not the girl you used to be, Eva! Now you're a naked, scared little girl, and I'm going to enjoy breaking you!" She said gleefully.<br><br>"Fuck you!" Eva shrieked, her anger - and fear - preventing a more witty reply, "you're wrong! I'll kill you!" She again started grabbing at the other woman's throat, desperate to regain the advantage. She was beginning to realise what a bad position she was in, though; the Captains legs were still tightly wrapped around her, limiting her mobility and stopping her from using her own legs.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Trafalgar</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 19:31:32</strong>
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				<strong>Trafalgar to Gnerdygirl</strong><br><br>"I'm starving and I haven't had any water since I got on this shithole of a ship. Where are the rations?"<br><br>Tarl at first was frustrated at the girls words, she was straight-forward and to the point, he had half a mind to enter her cell and beat her for it, but instead his anger surprisingly subsided and he complied. Reaching for his belt he pulled a silver flak of rum from a pouch, tied next to his shock baton, he unscrewed the metal cap slowly and placed it in his other hand once it was off, taking his time he sipped from the flask, tasting the sweet nectar within and scowling from the sharp after-taste. Alcohol was, one of the many things, stopping Tarl from ripping apart everything on the ship, his violent episodes had been few in number over the past few weeks, but he would be sure to not let them rule his life any more. Tarl wiped his mouth, still holding the flask in his left hand, and with his right placed a hand on the door lock, opening the girls cell with a beep.<br><br>"Well Kari... food rounds aren't for a while, lucky for us though I have already eaten..."<br><br>He stood inside her dim cell, taken by the cold draft as soon as a foot hit the ground, he shivered slightly and continued towards her. He looked her up and down, her dirty face, slender neck, pushed up breasts, perfect curves and her legs. The orange lights on his visor turned from orange to blue, the visor was linked to his brain and the lights signalled his feelings, luckily he was neutral. He held out the flask in his hand to the slave Kari, he would seem welcome this time and not skip to beating her up just yet, today he wanted to build up a rush for the slaves rather than jump into action.<br><br>"Drink, you'll get warmer... those panties warm?"
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				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 19:34:31</strong>
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				Sanders stared at the glint of the ships lights on his scalpel and grinned at the subtle change when the ship made way. The girl on his table wasn't on the Captain's list, and his theory was confirmed- she wasn't going to be missed. He looked her over a bit and began just below her collar bone, removing an interesting birthmark and inspecting the meat below. He sighed in disappointment, merely epidermal, not nearly interesting enough. He went to a nearby cabinet and took out a vial. He poured the contents into the open would, hoping for an interesting pattern. He applied a small amount of electricity forcing the muscle to spasm. The girl stopped screaming. He checked her pulse, alive just passed out. He patched her back up and strapped her in to his closet.<br><br>==<br><br>When his fun was complete he made his way to the cargo area checking on a few girls that had been getting sick, and the girls they had previously been caged near. Wouldn't want an epidemic of kennel cough, Jessica still needed to sell them. Speaking of which, the Captain seemed to be locked in battle with one of the slaves. It was a pleasant enough show to watch, but still he moved to a cabinet on the wall and remved a syringe.<br><br>"Let me know if she needs some sedation Cap."
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 22:36:17</strong>
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				"Drink, you'll get warmer... those panties warm?"<br><br>Kari snatched at the flask with just her fingertips, afraid to get too close to the man. She succeeded in grabbing it and sloshed the fragrant liquid all over her legs. "Shit," she murmured before greedily drinking. She'd never had alcohol before and was surprised at the burn that blossomed in her chest. Suddenly her entire body did seem warmer. She coughed, her eyes watering, as she held the flask back out to the man, carefully keeping her breasts covered the entire time with one arm. <br><br>"No, they aren't warm," she growled. "But why do you care? I'm just a slave being sold off this ship as soon as possible."<br><br>She studied the lights on his visor curiously. What significance did the color have? Frowning, she pushed herself back into a corner to give herself as much distance from him as possible.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Trafalgar</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 23:04:25</strong>
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				Tarl took that flask with a delicate snatch, he screwed the cap back on but grimaced, he was ticked off at Kari spilling his rum, the liquor cost him half a years wage and was a damn fine drink. He slid it back into his belt pouch, as he did, he caught sight of her chest, Kari had to juggle the twins in both arms as she took a drink and passed it back. The lights on his visor flicked red but back to blue in a split-second, he was aroused and tried to push the thought form mind, he had a gone a long time on the ship without attacking somebody, but this girl was pushing his buttons.<br><br>"No, they aren't warm,"<br>"But why do you care? I'm just a slave being sold off this ship as soon as possible." Kari muttered.<br><br>Tarl kissed his teeth and started to move closer to Kari, he continued watching the slave as she moved into the corner like a dog, fearing its master. Tarl removed his black canvas gloves and threw them onto the ground, his hands were pale and cold, he came to Kari and placed the back of his hand on her cheek. Her skin was warm and inviting, smooth and calling to Tarl, he removed his hand and managed to close the gap between Kari and the corner, standing behind her he continued his examination.<br><br>"You know I am a dangerous man, sensitive and volatile as the Captain would say. If you're rude to me and don't open up... I can be a right twat if I want!"<br><br>With one mighty swing he smacked both ass-cheeks on Kari, leaving a red imprint and his hand warm from the force of impact, his visor switched to yellow and he started to grin...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 23:31:03</strong>
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				"You know I am a dangerous man, sensitive and volatile as the Captain would say. If you're rude to me and don't open up... I can be a right twat if I want!"<br><br>Kari squealed at the slap, leaping away from him and towards the open door. She knew there was nowhere on the ship to fully escape from the man but at least she could put some distance between them in the next few moments. Her punishment for escaping from her cell never crossed her mind; she just wanted <em>away.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trafalgar</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 23:41:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She ran, what a mistake she had made...<br><br>Tarl pulled out his shock baton, igniting the sparks at the head, his visor turned red and he snarled like a wild beast, he was quick and as Kari left the doorway he was already hunting her down. She turned away from the cell door, running to god knows where but Tarl was on her already. He placed a hand on the back of her head and gripped her hair, he yanked backwards, and as Kari came back he prodded her back with the shock baton, sending a few hundred volts through her skin, not paralysing but giving a nasty pain and a few burns.<br><br>"Didn't even managed to turn a corner, naughty girl" he snarled once more.<br><br>Tarl had snapped, if she hadn't tried to escape, Tarl would've got her to suck him off and left her alone for the rest of the journey, things would've been simple. But hse had unleashed the beast, Tarl's nice streak was over and it was time to play.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 23:58:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl shrieked in fear and pain as she threw herself over backwards, trying to unbalance the man and release his hold on her. Her body went limp as a defense mechanism built over a lifetime of slavery. Her hands flew to his grip on her hair and she clawed at his fingers and wrists.<br><br>"Let... me... go!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trafalgar</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 00:10:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tarl laughed like a boy watching cartoons as Kali clawed at his grip, he spat while he did and pulled harder at the slave, tormenting her. He watched as her pair swayed with her flailing, her body was tense and in struggle, making it all too easy for Tarl. He whacked his baton into her side, releasing more electricity into Kari's body. Tarl then started to pull her towards her cell, using his brute strength and bestial instinct to aid him, against her struggle. He would make her feel pain inside and out, not to mention the punishment for trying to escape, it was Tarl's job to keep security in check and he would be punished himself for leaving Kari's door open, he would be sure nobody would speak a word at what had happened.<br><br>"Just think it started with a behavioural mistake, I'll make sure it ends the same way!"<br><br>He reached the cell door and with strength went to throw her back inside.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 01:33:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kari landed roughly on her ass, skidding back across the cell and thunking her head on the wall opposite the door. She howled in pain and curled up on her side, pulling her knees up to her chest. Her breasts heaved as she panted for breath. Her side and back would soon blister in round welts where the baton bit into her flesh.<br><br>"Leave me alone!"<br><br>The girl had never experienced anything like this man before in her life. She was accustomed to rough treatment, but this portended to be above and beyond any thrashing she'd had before.<br><br><em>What have I done?!</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 12:19:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jessica grinned at the pathetic attempt the girl made to get back control. In a physical confrontation, especially with the slave being almost nude, it was no contest. At best, the girl managed to get a hand on the captain's vest collar, but her throat remained out of reach. Now breathing correctly, she put all her mind in restraining the girl under her. First, she kept the distraction going by squeezing her breasts hard with a hand, then with her other hand she reached back in her pocket and pulled a pair of cuffs, then attempted to cut the girl's wrists together, in front of her, to reduce her movements. Then, she would go for the grand prize, the last piece of clothing on her.<br><br>During her struggle, she also heard some commotion from a nearby fight, as well as another crew member apparently going through some medical equipment, but she paid no attention to them. Her crew knew what they were doing.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 16:43:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Unable to get a proper grip on Jessica's neck while pinned beneath her, Eva was getting more and more angry. She gritted her teeth as she felt the woman squeezing at her breast roughly. She reached with one hand to try and pull that hand away, and while she was in the process of doing that, she felt a loop of something cold and metallic wrap around the wrist still going for the captains throat. Reflexively, she reached back up again with her other hand, ignoring for a moment the painful squeezing of her breast, only to find it to suddenly enclosed in its own metal band. It was only then that she realised, in horror, that she'd been cuffed. <br><br>As she tried vainly to wrench her wrists out of the metal bands, Jessica's hand moved lower down Eva's body, going for the hips. Realising what she was trying to do, a new wave of resolve struck Eva, and she suddenly realised the upside of the cuffs she wore. With all her strength, she drove her arms up, passing either side of Jessica's neck and driving the attaching chain into her windpipe.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trafalgar</strong> on <strong>26-05-2012, 17:42:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tarl looked down on Kari, who was now cowering on the floor in a foetal position, he had broken her alright, but he was far from done with the punishment. He moved closer to her, observing her now red skin, they would grow worse over time, but they did not blemish her overall attractiveness. Tarl would be no doubt fired, or worse if the Captain saw the damage, so he would try to keep damage to a minimum. He switched the setting on his baton from lethal to stun, the weapon would emit light shocks, more stimulating than painful, he wanted to have some fun with Kari, before he put her in chains.<br><br>"Let's play a game of make Kari scream..."<br><br>He lowered the baton to her side, just next to her breast, and placed the point of the baton on the soft exterior of her side-breast, he turned on his toy and it started to release a mild current, into her skin and nervous system. The electricity would only stimulate and not hurt. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>27-05-2012, 20:42:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kari cried out in surprise and fear, but the current coursing through her body did little more than make her nipples harden and the tiny hairs on her arms stand on end. She was confused and afraid, unsure what she had done to provoke this man, but she didn't lash out at him. She knew better than to try to resist; his punishment would go much harder on her if she did. <br><br>"Wh-what is that?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>28-05-2012, 04:14:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jessica was focused on getting the girl's panties off with a hand while still playing with her breast. The yells and screams coming from nearby cells only drove her on further, and her hand worked fast at grabbing the tiny piece of cloth and inching it down, revealing her captive's crotch to her.<br><br>But suddenly, she felt a push against her throat, much stronger than she had felt before, and realized too late that the girl was trying to choke her using the cuffs. The captain had no choice but let go of those panties, pulled back from Eva so that the girl couldn't wrap her hands completely around her neck. As she did however she lost her balance and fell off from on top of her, right onto her ass. Jessica glared at her.<br><br>"You bitch!"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>28-05-2012, 04:23:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly, Eva felt the weight of the captain disappear from on top of her. She immediately took the opportunity to scramble backwards, away from her, before springing back to her feet. Once she was up again, the first thing she did was to yank her panties back up; suddenly realising that, as little covering as they provided, it was a lot when it was all she had.<br><br>She raised her cuffed fists again, falling into a fighting stance. The captain glared at her, "You bitch"!<br><br>Eva couldn't resist, she stuck her tongue out at Jessica mockingly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>28-05-2012, 10:40:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Jessica looked up at the almost naked girl, cuffed, yet still combative and displaying such a willingness to fight, Jessica was getting highly turned on. She hadn't seen a slave so fiery in a while, and the more they fought back, the more it turned the captain on, thinking of the beating they would take to break down completely.<br><br>As she saw there on the ground, instead of raising up and trying to go on the offense like the girl most likely expected her to do, she decided to let her think she still had the advantage. Instead, Jessica opened up her vest completely, then removed it, leaving it on the floor behind her, exposing her fairly large, C-cup breasts, then casually started to caressing herself with a hand, while doing a taunting gesture to Eva.<br><br>"Mmmm.. Tell me you wouldn't like to sink your fingers into those, your teeth even. You have the advantage. Jump me. Show me what you can do!"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>28-05-2012, 17:08:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eva recoiled in shock and repulsion as her opponent, still sitting on the ground, did the most unexpected thing; removing her vest to expose her own breasts. Eva didn't know how to react, just standing stunned for a moment. Her mind raced, wandering what the hell Jessica was doing; the sickening thought occurred that the woman may have been getting off on the whole fight. Eva, as someone who worked mainly with men and was something of a tomboy, was assertive of her heterosexuality, having been the target of many insinuation to the contrary. Being trapped in with another woman who was busy fondling her breasts was not a pleasant thing for her, and her first impulse was to stay as far away from Jessica as possible.<br><br>On the other hand Eva was up, and Jessica was still down, so she did have the advantage. More to the point, the only way out of the cell was if Jessica let her, so she'd have to make her. "I'll sink my boot into them!" Eva yelled in answer to the captains challenge - forgetting that she wasn't wearing boots - and dashed forward to kick at the downed woman, aiming to knock her over completely and then stamp on her. Not a very elegant way of fighting, but Eva was desperate. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>30-05-2012, 09:19:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jessica knew exactly what she was doing. While she was getting highly turned on and her adrenaline was making her nipples stand up and her pussy start to get wet, she watched carefully to see what the girl would do next. Unsurprisingly, Eva attacked, and Jessica saw the bare feet come straight for her chest. She waited until the last second, and then brought her hands up and grabbed the girl's ankle. She then twisted, her strength allowing her to easily force the girl on the ground, or break her ankle if she tried to resist.<br><br>With both girls on the ground again, it wasn't much of a challenge for Jessica to regain control, especially with her prey cuffed. In an instant, she was on top of the slave and pressing down on Eva with her whole body, pinning her to the ground, her hands going for the girl's breasts and neck.<br><br>"Too slow! Now play time's over, it's my turn to have fun!"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>30-05-2012, 09:51:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eva didn't know how it happened; she was in mid-kick when suddenly her whole leg was twisted sideways. With only her other leg to balance on, she didn't have any hope of staying upright. With a yelp she came off her feet . She tried to reach out and break her fall, but her cuffs stopped her, causing her to land sharply on her side. Pain shot threw her from the impact, and she gasped for breath after being winded.<br><br>Rolling onto her back, Eva was still recovering when Jessica pounced upon her. The captain straddled the former agent, perching on her stomach. Eva tried to push her off, but quickly found herself helpless; her cuffed arms were pressed to pinned to her belly, pinned under the other woman's hips.<br><br>Eva's eyes grew wide with horror as she realised how bad her position was. The captains hands grabbed mercilessly at her breasts and throat, and Eva was all but powerless to stop her, "No! Get of off meee!" She wailed hopelessly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trafalgar</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 19:07:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"This? You mean my little tool?"<br><br>As he spoke Tarl moved the tip of the shock baton from her breast, slowly he trailed it along her ribcage and towards her hips, he pressed harder into her skin with it, to ensure she would feel the soothing electrons passing through her. <br><br>"This can be either your best friend or worst enemy little Kari, do as I say and I will make sure this ends without you being hurt..."<br><br>He placed a hand upon Kari's hip and moved the naked slave onto her back, exposing her perfect body, Tarl examined her smooth skin and untouched pussy. He placed his hand onto her stomach and gripped slightly, he then moved it downward, towards her folds. He stopped his hand above the lips, his fingers were cold but she had a hint of warmth in her body, Tarl was trying do decide how to fuck her; gentle or hard? fast or slow? violence or none? He was a kid in a candy store.<br><br>Using his index and middle finger, Tarl parted Kari's lips, revealing her shy clitoris which was not completely visible, but Tarl did not need to see something to manipulate it. He placed the baton atop of her covered clit, turned up the voltage, and applied a little pressure. The baton hummed and small sparks escaped from the cold metal, Tarl licked his lips and the lights of his visor turned blue...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 21:12:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jessica had won easily and she was still hungry for the girl, lust showing in her eyes. She kissed her, preventing more objections from escaping Eva's mouth, and used her hands liberally to grope the girl's breasts, and then go down to her crotch, pulling her only piece of clothing down and grabbing at her pussy with a full hand, caressing, pinching and teasing the girl's sex in a rough manner.<br><br>"We're on my ship here, and you never had any chance!"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 07:00:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't you da-rmmmpphh" Eva's cries were cut off as Jessica's lips were suddenly pressed to hers. She tried to pull away from the unwanted kiss, revolted at the feel of the captain's probing tongue, but couldn't escape from. Eva continued squirming underneath the other woman without any success; she bucked particularly hard every time the woman's fingers squeezed at her helpless breasts. <br><br>Suddenly, Eva felt the strip of fabric on her hips start to slide again. She let out a muffled cry of protest, which quickly turned to a yelp of horrified surprise as she felt a hand roughly probing at her most sensitive area. Eva's eyes darted back and forth, looking for a way out. Her face was flushed bright red from the embarrassment of being molested like that; the rough pinching and clawing at her sensitive womanhood was more than a little painful, and she started to panic as she realised that was only the start. He mind raced; surely this couldn't really be happening? Not like this?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>03-06-2012, 18:59:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Everything seemed under control, so Doc pulled himself away from the show the captain was putting on and around to another area of the slave pens. He would inspect a few girls, forcefully if need be, one at a time and then on to the next. Surely one of them would be interesting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>03-06-2012, 22:38:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Arianna was still curled in her cell, frightened out of her wits, so far she had gone without incident on the ship, remaining quiet and inconspicuous, hoping for it to remain that way, but she heard the struggle the other girl was putting up and curled up tighter. That's when the footsteps started clicking their way towards her, getting ever so slightly louder with every measured step.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 06:50:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jessica pulled off from the kiss, but her hands stayed busy, one of them squeezing at Eva's breasts while the other went in, a few fingers at first, but then her whole hand squeezing into the now exposed pussy of the poor slave girl, making its way inside, forcing her pussy apart to let her through. Meanwhile she lowered her head and started to lick the girl's neck in a disgusting fashion, grinning.<br><br>"Scream if you want, dear! I'd just love to have the other slaves hear you. I want everyone to know how much of a great time we're having together. By the time we're done, they're going to wish they were here to have you as well!"<br><br>With that said, her hand started to go in and out, pushing in as deeply as she could, roughly inserting itself into Eva's insides.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 08:01:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon has Jessica had broken the kiss, Eva was staring daggers at her, her teeth tightly clenched. A Few humiliated whimpers escaped her lips while Jessica's hands were still teasing her, though not out of pain, indeed, in other circumstance, coming from some one else Eva would probably have enjoyed the touch of dexterous fingers, but as it was it was, she was deeply embarrassed, and hated her body for any pleasure it did feel.<br><br>Then Jessica began to push deeper; one by one, her fingers slipped inside Eva's helpless opening. The redheads eyes began to grow wide as her the intrusion grew worse. It quickly became uncomfortable, as her pussy began to stretch, then it became outright painful. "No no no no no!" Eva gasped, in vain. Jessica's whole hand was forced inside her, stretching her to the very limit.<br><br>At that point she couldn't do anything but accept the Captains offer; she threw her head back and screamed in pain, unable to bear it. Her voice rang out as tears welled in her eyes, and they only grew more pained as Jessica began pulling her hand back and forth. Eva redoubled her efforts to escape, thrashing and squirming, all the muscles in her body bulging as she tried to get away from the agony she was in.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 08:13:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jessica pushed as far as she could with her hand inside of the poor girl, and it didn't take long for her to get results. Eva started to scream, and that made the captain smile. She leaned forward and whispered in a devious voice.<br><br>"Pain and pleasure... always pain and pleasure..."<br><br>Then, when Eva started to struggle and trash about, Jessica didn't try to restrain her arms or stop her, instead she leaned forward, pressing her whole body against her captive, so that the only target of her anger would be herself. Jessica was confident that she could handle any hit, slap or punch the girl could give her, and this would only serve to tire her out. Meanwhile, her own hand was starting to go in and out faster, never leaving the poor girl's swollen pussy.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 16:38:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pain and pleasure... always pain and pleasure..."<br><br>Eva didn't fully understand what Jessica was whispering to her, but the 'pain' part was definitely relevant. The invading hand continued to thrust in and out of her, causing a fresh surge of pain each time it did. She felt herself stretching, every thrust feeling like it was filling her completely, only for the next to push on into a deeper recess. Surely, her stunned mind thought, if this went on she'd tare open. <br><br>She continued desperately trying to escape, but to no avail; Jessica was pressing her whole weight against her, pinning her cuffed hands between their bodies. Eva tried to squirm out from under her, but every time she came close, Jessica would just shift her weight to keep her pinned. Combined with the pain of her violation, the sensation was maddening, and quickly becoming exhausting. But Eva wasn't even thinking about wearing herself out, she was too distressed; she was actually being raped! This wasn't supposed to happen to her, it happened to other women, not to agent Summers!<br><br>"For the love of God! Stop!" Eva's screams formed words again. Surely, she thought, even the captain couldn't be so cruel as to keep this up for long? But indeed, the rate of penetration was just growing faster. It was all Eva could do to keep back tears; that humiliation she wouldn't allow, not yet. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 22:15:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He found himself standing before a cage with a smile creeping along his lips. He had been meaning to take a look at this girl. He bent down taking in her form, she seemed to be in good health. Toned, pretty, blonde. He inspected the paperwork and the rattled the door to the cage.<br><br>"You're the nurse right? Got yourself caught up in a slave collection?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 04:36:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Arianna heard the footsteps grow unbearably loud, the sounds of the other girl and the captain still lingering in her ears, an ill omen if ever she heard one. The footsteps suddenly stopped and she heard a rattling, her file being looked at no doubt. She knew the price of sass and resistance now.<br><br>"Yes, sir-- I was doing a unique externship."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nixie19</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 08:00:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">It was her second week on this ship, and she <em>still</em> wasn't used to the attire - or rather, lack thereof. At least before she was able to wear a shirt.<br><br>The young woman curled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, shivering a little. Bright green eyes fell shut tightly. She had a good idea of what was being done to the other slave girl by the captain, but it wasn't anything she wanted to be aware of. Not that she could shut it out. The cries and the harsh words rang in her ears, making her cringe and drop her head onto her knees, long red hair shifting against her naked back. Footsteps further away in the room stopped at a different cage and, not for the first time since her capture, Leila was grateful that they hadn't stopped at hers. The sooner they sold her off, the sooner she could make a run for it again, and she'd rather that she went unnoticed until that time came.</span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 08:31:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course, Jessica had no intention of stopping, and kept going full force, her fit body giving her enough endurance to push in deeply over and over again, forcing Eva's body to respond to her rough handling, her other hand squeezing the girl's breasts hard, turning them red, while she planted the occasional kiss on her mouth, alternating searing pain with a touch of gentleness. The captain went on until Eva was forced to climax.<br><br>Meanwhile, the voices and sounds coming from surrounding cells was also serving to turn her on, and she knew her own activity could be heard from everywhere on this deck.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 09:06:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course Jessica paid no head to Eva's cries, and continued on with her ruthless violation. Usually Eva would have known that the slaver captain wouldn't listen, but in her current state, her only thought was how much she wanted it to stop. The pain was only growing worse as her dry cunt was rubbed raw, and Jessica drove deeper. <br><br>She continued trying to squirm out from under her captor for a while, but her desperate exertions quickly took their toll, and she was soon to exhausted to offer any thing but the most token of resistance. Her breathing started to come in ragged gasps, her muscles ached. Soon she had no strength to do anything but lie there and take the abuse, staring up at the ceiling and trying to mentally stave off the pain, desperate for it to come to an end. She hardly registered the unwanted kisses, though the squeezing of her sensitive breasts added another layer to her suffering.<br><br>In pain, and humiliated, Eva wasn't exactly eager to climax, but it quickly became apparent that Jessica wouldn't stop until she had gotten a result. As a result, the abuse went on. And on. And on. Eva fought it every step of the way as the captains hand, no doubt practices on countless slaves, gradually worked her up, building her stimulation at a snails pace until finally, finally, she was pushed over the top into a miserable, sobbing orgasm.<br><br>The slumped limply after that, hoping that there would be no more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 19:28:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pondered it for a moment clicking his tongue in his mouth and tapping his foot, the two sounds out of synch. Finally he opened the cage and stepped back. "Alright, out of the cage. I'm going to need your assistance with this slave. I want you to do a full inspection; health, fitness, virginity, cleanliness" <br><br>He waits for her to get out of the cage, or if she does not comply within thirty seconds he reaches in to grab and drag her out. In either even once she is out of the cage, he hands her the medical form he had for herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 22:53:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Arianna shivered a little bit, still hearing the other slave being brutalized by the captain not five cells away. The doc's voice grated on her ears and when he told her to get up and help with the inspection of a slave she leaped to attention, knowing that resisting would cost her dearly, just a bit hesitant at the last two he has said there. "I don't think I have done those last two test sir, I don't know how."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 23:09:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He would sigh and shake his head, he placed the forms on top of her cage. If she had bothered reading them she would have been able to take care of the last two tests easily. Lucky for him, she jumped right to ignorance. His now free hands moved quickly, one took a light grip of her throat, just in case; the other hand took hold of her crotch and pulled the panties to one side.<br><br>"Odd that you don't know your own virginity, but I will help you to check.&nbsp; Step one, expose the area to be examined. Step two, spread for visual inspection. Step three, if visual confirmation can not be obtained, insert two fingers and feel around."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 23:19:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Arianna was shocked and appalled when her throat was lightly gripped, but a ball of panic welled up inside her when his hands brushed her panties aside and started to tell her what he was going to do, spread her open and 'inspect her'. She recoiled from his touch immediately, trying to back away from him and just get away. "No, please, I can tell you, I haven't!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 23:29:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As easily as she had been going along with what he had been asking so far, he was willing to believe that she was telling the truth. His lower hand moved up to her hip, the upper hand grabbing her shoulder. Both hands pulled her to turn around.<br><br>"I believe you, and I'm not sure if we were panning on using that as a selling point, so let's move on. Cleanliness." His moves his hand, letting it cup and squeeze her ass. "Are you keeping hygienic?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vaulera</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 23:42:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Relief swept through Arianna as he proclaimed that he believed her on the matter of her own virginity, but the panic only increased when he turned her around and grabbed her ass, cupping and squeezing it. She tried to recoil again, but she wasn't strong before being imprisoned, just struggling. "Please no, i'm clean, I swear!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 23:56:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emerson's hand once again moved to her neck and her panties. This time, however, the grip on her neck was tighter and more deliberate and her panties were moved completely out of the way. His knees pressed in to the back of her legs trying to throw her off balance and against the cage. He reached to his own pants and freed himself from them.<br><br>"Good, I hate a dirty girl. Feel free to scream, I like a healthy set of lungs."<br><br>He adjusts and positions himself as he speaks. His hips thrust forward to punctuate the end of his sentence by forcing his cock into the tight tunnel of her ass. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>06-06-2012, 01:23:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jessica grinned widely when Eva finally climaxed, her body being forced to peak regardless of her mind's intentions. After the slave came, Jessica slowly stood back up, leaving the sobbing, abused slave on the ground naked. Jessica stood tall, still topless, her large breasts showing and nipples erect, having been turned on by watching Eva. She put her hands on her hips then spoke in a condescending manner.<br><br>"See? I told you, bitch. You're mine, and I can make your body cum anytime I want. Now I hope you'll be a good little girl or we'll have to go through this again."<br><br>Hearing talk nearby, she peaked out of the cell and saw the medical examination that was going on a few cells down. She nodded approvingly. Healthy slaves brought more money, after all.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>06-06-2012, 01:48:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"This can be either your best friend or worst enemy little Kari, do as I say and I will make sure this ends without you being hurt..."<br><br>Kari screamed in a strange mixture of pleasure and fear as the voltage coursed through her body. No one had ever touched her the way this man was touching her now; she tried to hold very still beneath the baton but was unable to control herself as her hips arched upwards to meet him. A sudden, shameful wetness spread between her legs and she sharply inhaled as the man's visor turned blue. <br><br><em>Blue? What does blue mean?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>06-06-2012, 04:35:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eva looked up at Jessica, her eyes red with tears. Already miserable and humiliated, she could hardly bare the way the Captain spoke to her now, and in no small part because she couldn't, just at that moment say that she was wrong; the thought of going through that abuse again frightened Eva, and her only other option was to submit to the captains will. That was an option that was just as unbearable.<br><br>As the throbbing pain in her groin grew less intense, and the wind returned to her lungs, Eva felt her metal returning, if only slightly. She realised she couldn't give up, not this easily, not to slaver scum like Jessica. Shakily, she got to her feet. The Captain was facing away from her, looking out of the cell door window, and Eva took the opportunity.<br><br>Had she been thinking clearer, she would have realised that it was a bad idea; she was already exhausted and weak, and all she could do was bring more pain upon herself. But she wasn't thinking, and with a roar of unbridled fury, she charged her captor, shoulder slamming her against the cell door. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>06-06-2012, 09:23:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jessica looked out of the cell door and watched what was going on a few cells down. She figured Eva was half passed out and would require a bit of rest before she would be fun to abuse once more. However, she underestimated how fast the girl would come back to her senses.<br><br>Suddenly, she felt something hard slam into her back and she let out a short yell in surprise. As her captive slammed into her back, the captain was unbalanced and sent into the hallway, landing on her face, on the ground, bruising her nose and forehead.<br><br>Still dizzy from what had just happened, she turned her head and looked back towards the cell's doorway, at the girl that had pushed her to the floor, glaring at Eva.<br><br>"You fucking slut!"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cargo Ship (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Notadrywall</strong> on <strong>06-06-2012, 15:07:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eva blinked as she was suddenly struck by the bright lights of the ships corridor. Presently driven by anger and adrenalin alone, her mind took a moment to catch up with the rest of her, and was quite surprised to suddenly find herself free of her cell, standing over the fallen captain. Eva's eyes darted around, her foggy brain still trying to figure out her next move, she hardly noticed the Captain's extremely ironic angry exclamation.<br><br>Eva's breath was still coming in ragged gasps, and her limbs felt heavy; there was only so much left in her. But she wasn't spent yet, not while she still had a chance, she wouldn't let herself be. Her first instinct was to run, to flee down the corridor and worry about where to go next after that. On the other hand, a part of her wanted nothing more then to get revenge on Jessica, a tempting prospect when she was seemingly at a disadvantage.<br><br>The internal debate was settled when Eva laid eyes on a sword resting on a nearby bench. Before Jessica could get to her feet, Eva ran over and picked up the weapon. She immediately began fumbling with it, trying to get the blade out of the scabbard with her cuffed hands.
			</dd>
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