0 comments/ 7231 views/ 2 favorites Hours By: Starbug360 Rommie liked having the night watch: not needing to sleep every night allowed her to have the ship to herself, and there were very few emergencies she couldn't handle on her own. If one came up that she couldn't, it would probably be kinder to let the others meet the end in their sleep. Night watch also gave her the run of the ship without having to explain herself to the others. Although Trance and Harper had a tendency to stay up late, she normally had 3 or 4 hours when they where all asleep. She walked along the corridors, her soft footsteps echoing along corridors that once would have been full of people, even at this time of night. She checked her internal chronometer: 0000 exactly. Almost time. The hanger bay doors opened, revealing the dark shape of the Eureka Maru, half hidden in the shadows. Rommie quickly made her way across to the cargo ship's airlock, and stepped inside. The lights were on low, and Rommie was glad that Trance was sleeping in her quarters near the hydroponics bay rather than her bunk here. The last thing she needed was to have to explain herself to anyone. Rommie made her way to the cockpit and sat down in the pilot's seat, closing her eyes. The gentle brush of lips against her own startled her slightly but she smiled, opening her mouth, allowing a tongue to slip in-between her lips and rub against her own. The kiss became deeper and more passionate as she felt someone sit on her lap, hands moving up over her shoulders. Rommie's own hands strayed, moving up a slim body, the feel of leather under her hands sending tingling sensations down her back and between her legs. Her hands reached up until they found full, round breasts, and cupped them gently. Her thumb and forefingers played with the erect nipples where they pressed against the leather, straining to get out. The lips left Rommie's, trailing kisses across her jaw and down to her neck, teeth biting gently, nibbling at her soft sudo-skin, and leaving tiny marks as they went. Her hands moved round to her lover's back, found the zip up around the neckline, and she slowly pulled it down. The tight leather fell open as it lost the battle with the body trying to get out. The other woman moved her head back, pulling Rommie closer to her chest. Rommie responded by sucking on one breast, her lips engulfing the dark areola, her teeth clamping down on the nipple and pulling. Her tongue flicked over the end making her lover moan deeply, her hand pulling Rommie closer. The avatar sucked harder, her tongue flicking over the end of the nipple until the moans reached fever pitch, and was replaced by a long, drawn out sigh as the other woman reached her climax. Grinning, her eyes still closed, Rommie moved across and repeated the process on the other breast, n brn bringing her lover to orgasm. The other woman sat back, her knees resting on the pilots seat, ether side of Rommie's, and slowly started to undo Avatar's top, one button at a time. Rommie's skin was on fire as the coarse inner coating of her top rubbed against her nipples, fuelling the blaze that had been steadily building between her legs. The last button was released, and she felt the cool air against her skin. Her lover leaned down, planting kisses over her chest, but never touching the hard and erect nipples. Rommie longed to pull her partner closer, but know that doing so would end the session. Rommie's hands drifted down, and slowly undid the belt of her lover's leather pants, pulling them down slowly, revealing shaven pussy lips. Rommie moved a hand closer; her eyes still closed, and felt the damp heat emanating from the other woman's sex. She gently placed the palm of her hand against her partners clit, rubbing it gently as she slowly slip a finger in-between her nether lips, probing deeply. This was met with a deep sigh, and Rommie felt an excited mouth clamp down on one of her nipples, sucking hard. Her own juices started to flow freely as she slipped a second finger in beside the first, bending them round until they found her lover's G-spot. The woman squealed with delight as Rommie pulled her fingers toward her palm, trapping her lover's G-spot and clitoris between them, stimulating both together. Rommie increased her tempo until she felt her partner spasm, clamping down on her fingers, accompanied by screams of ecstasy as her lover climaxed again and again. Rommie did her best to draw it out as long as possible. A hand reached down and grabbed Rommie by the wrist, pulling it upwards. An eager mouth enveloped one of the fingers, sucking on it, a tongue expertly licking all of the juices off. When it was done, Rommie was allowed to suck on the other finger, tasting the other woman's tangy secretions. The weight shifted off of Rommie's legs as her lover slid down to the floor between her knees, hands reaching out to grab at the waistband of her pants, pulling them down, revealing lacy black panties, nearly transparent with her pussy juices. Rommie felt her lover's head brush against her as teeth gently gripped the lace hem, pulling the damp garments down, and sending shivers as the cool air flows against her sensitive lips. Strong shoulders moved Rommie's thighs apart, while gentle hands slowly slid along them, seeking her center. Expertly, two thumbs parted her swollen pussy lips, while two fingers gently pinched her clit, making her moan deeply. A long tongue gently licked its way up Rommie's wet snatch from bottom to top, flicking over the end of her clit, before diving deeply, flicking around, drinking her juices like a straw. Rommie bucked in the seat, her hands pushing the other woman's head against her sex, making her delve deeper and deeper, until she could take no more and climaxed, her vagina clamping down tight on her lovers tongue. A fresh flood of juices washed out over her lover who greedily licked it up, her tongue moving in a fast lapping motion, like a cat drinking cream. The woman stood, pulling Rommie into a deep kiss, allowing the Avatar to taste her own flavour on the other woman's lips. Her tongue delved deeply, sparring with the other woman's, until finally her partner stepped back. Rommie slowly opened her eyes to see a beautiful redhead standing in front of her, her naked body glistering with a thin layer of sweat. Rommie opened her mouth to speak but the redhead stopped her, placing a finger on the Avatars lips. She leaned in and kissed Rommie on the forehead, before slipping to the side to whisper in her ear, "I love you, Andromeda." Rommie's eyhot hot open to reality, her body jumping suddenly, her link to the Maru's AI severed as her hand moved from the interface panel. She found herself taking several deep breaths, a reflex Harper had built into her. Rommie looked down: was was still fully dressed, but her clothes where rumpled where she had moved about in the seat. She sat aback down, running a hand through her hair. No-one, not even Beka, knew how advanced the Maru's AI was, or that despite it's synthesized voice, it's persona was that of a beautiful young woman. She checked her internal chronometer: 0437. She had 23- minutes before Tyr would relieve her for the morning watch, just enough time to straighten herself out. She stood, one hand gently resting on the Maru's main console. She leaned down and kissed it, "I love you too." To Be Continued... Hours He watched her as her trembling hands gripped the edge of her desk, her dark eyes pleading with him. His thumb hovered above the button on the remote, waiting, waiting. Her body slammed back into her chair and her hips thrust upwards and just at the moment, he flicked the button, the vibrator falling silent immediately. She bit her lip hard against the sob that welled up inside her, gingerly settling back down onto her plugged ass and quietly catching her breath for the third time in 30 minutes. He continued to watch her intently, as she settled back into the conference call she had been on. Since she didn't have to actively participate, he decided it was a good time to get some edging back in again, as they hadn't done it in so long. Now that they shared a home office, it made it easier for him to exert the control she readily granted him, though he was pretty sure at the moment she was wishing she hadn't. He decided not to allow her to mute her mic at all, forcing her to put into practice all the years of training they'd implemented together. So far, she was doing quite well. Not a moan, squeak or cry had escaped her lips and he was quite proud of her. The call was to last for at least another half an hour and he wondered if she'd be able to maintain her silence. He typed into the IM window to her, "Tell me about your clit." She did her best not to glare at him, knowing it would only add fuel to his fire, and typed back, "Harder than ever, swollen, throbbing and feels like it's still vibrating." He nodded and knew it was time to give it a short rest. He picked up another remote and showed it to her. He chuckled as her eyes widened and her head slowly started to shake back and forth, realizing just then that the thick plug that held his cum inside her tight ass, since early that morning, was a vibrating one. Her eyes shifted to the clock. It had only been two minutes since the butterfly vibe on her clit had turned off; he couldn't already be thinking it was time to...oh fuck. Her body jerked as it came to life inside her ass. "Sit harder," came his command in her window. She lifted her eyes to his as she obeyed, her legs spreading wider so she more easily push down against the hard chair beneath her. "Grind on it, just how you rode my cock this morning." Again, she complied and soon was rocking back and forth, fucking the long plug, knowing it was churning his cum inside her slutty ass. Her hands moved to her spread thighs, gripping onto them as she rode the plug, barely catching the loud gasp as he turned the speed up. His hand reached down to tug at his cock through his shorts. Watching his slut perform for him, put all her training into action right before his eyes was making it very difficult for him sit still. He rose from his chair to walk over and stand in front of her. He reached down and shoved up her tank top to reveal her full tits, the thick nipples still red from his teeth that morning. His fingers latched onto them, tugging them at the base, squeezing as she rode the plug. He sent it up to highest speed and watched as she started to bounce. He knew it had to hurt, somewhat. It was the biggest plug they'd ever used and while it wasn't huge, it was substantial and she had been wearing it for hours before they even started playing. He watched in admiration as she fought through the pain, using it to add to her lust, her desire to please him. He leaned down and whispered in the ear that wasn't covered by her headset, "Good girl." He turned off the vibrator and slid his hand to the back of her hair, pressing her cheek against his cock through his shorts. He rubbed his thick length against her face, letting her inhale his scent, letting her know what her compliance was doing to him. He stepped back and took in the site of her. Her thighs were wide open, her panties utterly soaked already, the outline of the butterfly pressed against the thin pink material. Her tits hung out beneath her pushed up tank and he reached into his other pocket to withdraw the clamps. He flipped them onto her desk before heading back to his. The words appeared as he typed, "Not yet, but you will wear them, soon. Tug aside your panties and shove three fingers in. Right against your gspot and don't touch that buttefly. NOW!" She shoved the material over and worked in three fingers immediately, her head dropping back in utter pleasure as the tips of them rolled over the swollen spot. "Press, then rub, 10 seconds then stop for 30. Do this 10 times." She did nothing to stop the glare this time and he mentally noted to remind her with the cat to her cunt that her glares only served to make it worse and extend her torment. His cock thumped as he remembered the screams she let out for him last time he used it on her tormented unrelieved pussy before forcing her to cum so much she passed out. He refocused his attention on her current task, noting it only took her 6 times before her thighs started shaking. She was panting, silently each time the 10 seconds came to an end. By the time she finished with all 10 rounds, she was shivering, simmering in lust. He knew damn well that gspot play alone wouldn't be enough to make her cum but it would ratchet up her need to even more once he turned the butterfly back on. "You have a choice," He typed to her. "I can start the butterfly now and edge you on and off for the next ten minutes, and yeah, I know you're about a second away from orgasm. Or you can bend over your desk, take out that plug and I'll fill you with another load, right now, while you're on the call. No orgasm, no noises and it's going right back in." She looked at him, truly torn. He held up 10 fingers and started counting them down. At the last moment, she quickly stood up and shoved her panties down, her eyes on his as she reached back to tug at the plug tightly embedded inside her. He groaned inwardly, and quickly stood up and went to her, watching as she shook her tush to help ease out the plug. Finally, with the softest of gasps, she freed it and she put it up right on the desk. She glanced back at him, biting her lip again, hard against the moan as his thick cock came into view. He spit down on his head and she gripped onto the desk, forcing herself to relax, her ass sore from keeping the plug inside for the past few hours. With a solid but gentle push, his cock sank into her ass. As always, he loved how he fit inside her ass. Tight but not painfully so and he knew her cunt was dripping from the mix of pain and pleasure she was experiencing. She had ridden him hard that morning, which wasn't a surprise considering his hand was spanking her wide open cunt while she did. He leaned over a bit, gripping hard onto her thick dark hair and tugged her back to him, forcing an arch in her back. Slowly, he eased back and forth, not wanting to hurt her but his need to cum was great. His heavy balls swung forward to slap against her slippery cunt and the sound of it spurred him on to move faster, deeper, harder. Somehow, she maintained her silence, though he noticed her knuckles were white as she gripped the desk edge. He played with the idea of flipping on the butterfly, forcing her to cum but even he didn't want to humiliate her like that, knowing full well she'd scream herself hoarse. Instead, as he neared his orgasm, he leaned and whispered, "My good ass slut, take it baby, gonna cum right in this thirsty ass of yours and we're not nearly done. Hours of torment ahead of you, you won't be cumming for a long damn time. Your pleasure is mine. Every. Single. Bit." He punctuated the last words with hard pounding thrusts and with a hard grip on her hair, drove in deep and filled her ass with an even bigger load of cum than he had earlier. Sometime during the fucking, her call had ended, and she reached over to hit the button on the phone and then throw off her headset, just as he emptied his balls. She cried out, slamming back to ride out the moments with him, feeling his cock twitch, urging him to fuck her through it, use her hard, bring her to the edge again just by doing so. His hand eased up to wrap against her throat and he drove his cock entirely into her, stretching the tight rim to its maximum, pulling her mouth to his, their groans meeting loudly. Finally, he eased out of her, and grabbed the plug quickly, not wanting a single drop to escape her, and guided it right back into her stretched ass. He gave her a moment to adjust to the rubber, growling softer as he heard her sob softly, knowing it was from the discomfort of it, and her insane need to cum. He tugged her off the desk and eased her onto a more comfortable chair, though right back onto that plug. His hand reached down and pushed her thighs open, even as she was doing it herself. He stood in front of her, his cock smeared in cum, his balls soaked with her juices. She leaned in and started lapping at his flesh, moaning at the taste of them on his cock, then let out a loud cry as the butterfly came to life. Her eyes raised up, smeared with tears as her body started responding, rocking on the plug while her mouth slurped his cock and balls clean. "Hours..." he whispered as his thumb eased up the speed, smirking as she cried out, her mouth on his balls, her sore ass bouncing on the plug, her torment only beginning. Hours Ch. 02 Chapter 02 The Witching Hour Beka sat in the Andromeda's mess hall, flexile in one hand, mug of steaming black coffee in the other. She started going through the list of upgrades Rommie and Harper had suggested for the Maru. She had already agreed to the list, trusting them, well, trusting Rommie, to be sensible, but she decided to see exactly what it was they where doing. She scrolled down the list until one heading caught her eye: enhanced holographic projection system. Why did the holo-projector need an upgrade? She checked to see who had suggested it, and was surprised to find it was Rommie. Why did Rommie want to upgrade the Maru's holo projector? Beka decided there was only one way to find the answer; ask Rommie directly. "Andromeda, where's Rommie?" She addressed the ceiling. "My Avatar is on the Maru," The AI holographic form appeared before her, "conducting the upgrades you agreed to." "So what is an `enhanced holographic projection system' anyway?" Beka held up the flexi. "I don't understand what you mean." Andromeda looked at her blankly. * * * Beka made her way down to the hanger deck, intent on questioning Rommie. She reached the airlock, and was surprised to hear voices coming from inside. The fact that there were voices wasn't what confused her: the strange part was that she only recognised one of them, but the second seemed oddly familiar. She slowly made her way in to the Maru, careful to avoid the loose deck plate that she had installed to stop anyone getting on bored without her knowing. She made her way forward until she was in position to see the main cabin reflected in the water heater. Rommie was sat on the small sofa with what appeared to be a beautiful red-haired woman, who on second look was appeared to be a hologram. She could just about make out what Rommie was saying. "It's so good to finally meet you, face to face." "I know, it's amazing to experience the universe this way!" Red smiled, "How did you ever get Beka to agree to the upgrade?" "I placed it on the middle of a list of repairs and upgrades: she never reads them, just tells Harper and me to get on with them." Rommie laughed, "And if she had asked, I would have found an excuse." "I meant what I said the other night." Red smiled, placing her hand on the side of Rommie's face, "I do love you." "And I love you too." Rommie's hand moved up the cover the hologram's, "That's why I did this. I'd never get permission to build you an android body like mine, but this is better than nothing." Red leaned in to kiss Rommie, and Beka was surprised when the Avatar responded: how could that be? Rommie's reaction increased as the holograms lips parted from hers, and traced a slow line of kisses along her jaw and down along her neck. Rommie's sighs became moans, gradually growing deeper and louder, until she climaxed, her eye going wide, her head shooting back so she stared at the ceiling. The hologram smiled, her hand returning to the side of Rommie's face, "You can come out now Rebecca." Beka half stepped, half fell from her hiding place, blushing slightly at being caught spying on the two women. She looked at the hologram, her head tilted to the side, "Who are you? I recognise your voice, but I can't place your face." Red smiled, "That's because, until now, we've never met face to face. Do you remember, when you where you young, your farther would get drunk, you would hide beneath your bed clothes, and a voice would sing you to sleep." Beka blinked, "How did you know that? I never told anyone, not even Rafe!" Red stood, "Oh the summer time has come, and the trees are sweetly blooming. The wild mountain thyme blooms, all around the purple heather will you go laddy go. We'll all go together to pull wild mountain thyme, all around the purple heather will you go laddy go. I will build my friend a bower, by on clear crystal fountain and in it I will pile all the flowers from the mountain will you go laddy go. We'll all go gather to pull wild mountain thyme, all around the purple heather will you go laddy go." Beka's eyes went wide, "I thought that was just in my head! Who are you?" Red smiled, "I am the AI of the Eureka Maru, but you can call me Erica." Beka blinked, shocked, "But how? I've lived on this ship my entire life, and I never knew you where so advanced!" Erica sighed, "Yes, well it is a bit of a long story: when your father and Sid built the Maru, they bought a old AI core, and never got round to erasing the data on it. That data was little old me. I spent a long time trapped in the confines of the central core, until, one day, the captain's daughter decided to see what all those wires did." Beka nodded, "I remember: dad beat me within an inch of my life, said I'd almost crashed the entire system." Erica smiled, "You didn't, you set me free. Oh, I hid; I didn't trust your father not to sell me if he knew what I was, but I never forgot the curious little girl who released me from my prison, and I did my best to comfort her when and how I could." Beka nodded, "But you and Rommie, how did that start?" Rommie sat up, still slightly flushed, "At Hephaistos IV, when Harper tried to take over my core AI by uplinking from the Maru, I back-tracked the signal, and took a micro-second or two to explore the ship's data base. That's when I first met Erica. She begged me not to tell anyone that she was hidden here, because she didn't know what you would do to her if you found out. When you agreed to stay, I was pleased to have another AI to talk to. And, after a while, we started having sex." Beka blinked, "You started fucking each other, just like that!" Rommie slimed, "Sex between AI's isn't like sex between organics. We may not feel the same biological imperatives you do, but we still receive pleasure from intimate contact, and it is possible for two AI's to create a third by blending their personalities and programming. You could call that a child if you like. It's not that common, but it did happen, back during the days of the Commonwealth: I knew a few AI's created that way who served in the High Guard." Beka shook her head, "Are you telling me that AI's have active sex lives?" Rommie smiled, "You could say that. I don't mean that we fuck anything with a data-stream, but you'd be surprised what we'd get up to when several ships were in dock at the same time." Beka blinked, "But you're both female. That can't be that common?" Erica laughed, "You're still thinking of it in terms of organics: our personas are female, but AI's have no true sex per-se. We are neither male or female: we just are." Rommie smiled, wrapping her arms round Erica, "AI's are truly attracted to each other's personality." Beka blinked, "Yes, but you're in love with Dylan! He's a man and you're a woman! Well, kind of." Rommie smiled, "Yes, I love Dylan, but I love him because of who he is as a person, not because he's a man. I mean, I find you physically attractive, even sexually alluring, but I don't have as strong feelings for you as I do Dylan or Erica." Beka looked at Rommie, here eyes wide, "You find me sexually attractive?" Rommie nodded, "Yes. I have even fanatisized about you when manually stimulating myself." Beka's jaw dropped, "You think about me while you masturbate?" Rommie nodded, "Yes: you, Erica, Dylan, Trance. Even Harper and Tyr, from time to time. Occasionally more than one of you at once." Beka was lost for words. Erica leaned over and whispered something into Rommie's ear, making her smile. Rommie walked over to Beka, "Would you like to have sex with me?" Beka blinked, "Huh? What!" Rommie smiled, "Erica has told me about that young engineer you had when you where 19. Lizzy, I believe her name was. And that young woman who was to scared to ask you out, so she ended up chartering you for a cruise round the Virgo cluster. From what I hear, you spent half the trip in bed together." Beka looked at Erica, "How did you know about that?" The hologram smiled, "I'm the ship's AI, remember. And unlike Andromeda, I don't have a privacy mode. What was it you said the other night as you played with yourself? `Oh god yes, do it to me Tyr! Fuck me hard you Uber stud!' Something like that?" Beka blushed, "Well I didn't know I was being watched now did I? Anyway, it's been a long time since I was with another woman: it was a youthful indiscretion." Erica smiled, "You call nine times in one night a youthful indiscretion? You must really be something to see when you get going!" She smiled coyly, "And if you're not interested, how come I've heard you call out Rommie's name when you dream." Beka blushed again, her entire face going red, "I didn't say I wasn't interested, I just said it was a long time ago." Stepping forwards, Rommie grabbed Beka by the shoulders and kissed her deeply. Her warm, wet tongue probed into the first officer's mouth. Beka was confused: part of her was angry that the two AI's knew so much about her, and assumed that she wanted to have sex with one of them. The other part could hardly believe her luck: she had indeed dreamed, and even fantasised, about Rommie several times since she had first walked onto command, beautiful and naked. Add to this the fact that she hadn't had a good fuck since Pierpont Drift, and that was almost six mouths ago. Beka's hands moved round behind Rommie, drawing her closer, one hand resting on the back of the Androids head as she returned the kiss with vigour. The other hand slid down to squeeze Rommie's pert ass, something she had wanted to do countless times. Rommie moaned, arching her back, as Beka remembered her reaction to Erica's kisses and started to gently nibble at her neck. Rommie shuddered, her body tensing as Beka slowly kissed every square inch of her neck, driving her closer and closer to orgasm. Beka stopped, her hands cupping Rommie's face, "Follow me: I have something to show you." Rommie obediently followed Beka to the captain's cabin, her expression a mix of desire and anticipation. Beka stepped into her seldom-used cabin, bidding Rommie to sit on the bed before walking over to her dresser, searching through the drawers. Erica stood in the doorway, arms crossed, a huge smile on her lips, "Try the middle one, right at the back." Beka grinned, reaching into the draw and pulling out a black box. Rommie watched mesmerised as Beka opened it and pulled out a 9" red dildo attached to a leather thong jockstrap. Breathing heavily, Rommie asked, "What is it?" Beka smiled, "It's a strap-on. Now, take off your clothes and get on the bed, hands and knees." Rommie did as she was told, taking every opportunity to gaze longingly at Beka as she also stripped, before careful getting into the jockstrap, the thick red phallus sticking out in front. Rommie got onto her hands and knees, her ass pointing at Erica, who gazed longingly at her parted pussy lips. "Now there's a sight for sore eyes!" Beka climbed up onto the bed and positioned herself Rommie, who looked over her shoulder apprehensively, "I've never done anything like this before." Beka's jaw dropped, "You telling me you're a virgin? Shit, I haven't popped a cherry since Harper!" She caught Rommie's inquisitive look, "Long story, tell you later. Now just relax: this may hurt slightly at first, it depends on just how realistically Harper built you." Rommie just nodded. Beka eased forward, slipping the head of the plastic cock between Rommie's waiting nether lips, slowly easing it into her dripping slit. Rommie arched her back as it stretched her tight cunt, filling her. Beka kept a firm grip on the androids ass as she continued, slowly pushing until every inch of the dildo in until it had disappeared from sight. She leaned down and kissed Rommie on the back of the neck, "How dose that feel?" Rommie moaned, "It hurts a little, but not too much." Beka shifted one hand to gently play with Rommie's swollen clit, "Trust me, you get used to it." She slowly pulled back, drawing the dildo almost all the way out, before sliding it back in. She did this repeatedly, slowly building up her pace. Rommie's eyes were wide: the pain had slowly dissipated, and had been replaced with a burning sensation that was growing steadily. She found herself thrusting back onto the dildo. Erica walked across the room, kneeling slightly at the end, "So, what's it like?" Rommie's eyes where wide, "God it feels good!" Erica smiled, moving closer to kiss Rommie deeply. Beka looked at them, "How do you do that? I didn't think holograms could interact on the physical level?" Erica broke away from Rommie, "We can't, but while Rommie is in close proximity to my system, I can create a `ghost' signal that fools her nerves system into thinking I'm touching her, and a feedback loop that lets me experience it as a physical sensation too. Beka pumped hard, Rommie's head shot back, "God Beka! Fuck me you bitch!" Beka responded by thrusting the dildo as far into Rommie's cunt as it would go, the other end of the dildo rubbing against her clit sending her over the edge at the same time as Rommie. Erica quickly pulled jacked herself into Rommie's neural net, vicariously sharing her orgasm. The force of it buckled her knees, sending her to the floor. Beka and Rommie collapsed onto the bed, spent. Erica managed to pull herself to her feet, dazed, "We have to do this again sometime!" TBC Hours Ch. 03 Hours 3: After Hours Dylan looked at the three women standing before him, one of whom he had only just met, "So, you're the Maru's AI?" Erica nodded, "That is correct Captain Hunt. I must say it is an honour to finally meet you, sir." Dylan was taken aback by the hologram's polite manner. He turned to Rommie, "And you say you've known about her since Hephaistos?" Rommie nodded sheepishly, "Yes, I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but Erica was worried about how Beka and otheothers would react if they found abo about her. We all know how AI's have been treated since The Fall." Dylan raised an eyebrow, "You still should have told me." Rommie looked at the deck, prompting Erica to come to her defence, "Please don't blame Andromeda captain: I all but begged her to keep quiet about me. I'm not a High Guard AI: I don't have any way to defend myself against attack like she does." Dylan shook his head, "I don't blame her, I'm just surprised, that's all: Beka's spent her entire life on the Maru and never knew about you." "Tell me about it: I'm embarrassed as hell." Beka blushed. Dylan looked at the flexi in his hand, "So you want to build Erica an android body like Rommie's?" Beka shook her head, "Not quite the same: Erica has no need for a lf thf the military-grade systems Rommie has. You've been saying we need an extra pair of hands ever since Rev Bem left, and it's going to be another six months at least until the first batch of new officers from the High Guard academy on Mobius are ready." Dylan waved her off, "Ok, I'm sold: have Harper help with whatever you need." ********************** Harper was sat at a table in the mess hall when Dylan next saw him, "Shouldn't you be helping Rommie and Beka built Erica's new Avatar?" Harper nodded, taking a swig of his Sparky-Cola, "True, I should, but they decided that I shouldn't be around when it came to installing certain parts of her anatomy. I mean, what's the point? I'm the one who built Rommie, so it's not anything I've never seen before." "Just how anatomically correct is Rommie?" Dylan raised an eyebrow. "110%." Harper grinned. ********************** "I wish you wouldn't keep looking over my shoulder all the time." Rommie complained as Beka hovered behind her. "I'm sorry, thisthis is unlike anything I've ever seen before." The first officer stopped pacing. Rommie grinned, "It's the smodemodel as mine." Beka laughed, "Then I guess I have seen it before." Rommie got a faraway look in her eye, "Tyr's heading this way." "I'll handle him." Beka nodded. She headed the hatch to intercept the Nietzschean tactical officer. Rommie locked the door after her, and quickly made the last few connections on Erica's new body. She picked up one of the data-pads and typed in a command. Erica's eyes flicked briefly then opened. Rommie looked down at her, "Hey beautiful." Erica smiled, "Hey you." She looked worried, "I can't move! What's wrong?" "Nothing's wrong, I just haven't given you complete control of your body yet, that's all." She slowly ran a hand up Erica's leg, from foot to thigh, making the other androids eyes go wide, "But as you can see, you can still experience all physical sensations." "What are young tng to do to me?" Rommie smiled, slowly undoing the belt on the snow-white sheer silk robe that covered Erica's body, "I'm going to take maximum advantage of the one time I'm ever likely to have you completely at my mercy." Erica's eyes burned with a mixture of lust and desire, but she decided to play along with Rommie's game, "Please, I'll do what every you say, just let me move." Rommie looked into Erica's eyes, and liked what she saw. Tugging gently, Rommie caused the silk robe to fall from Erica chest. Her eyes went wide as the soft material slid over her already stiff nipples, making them grow harder still. Rommie leaned in and kissed Erica, the sweet taste of strawberries greeting her: one of Beka's suggestions. The kissing continued, down Erica's jaw line and across her neck and collarbone. Erica made a slight purring noise as Rommie slowly inched her way down to suck on a dark nipple, taking it into her mouth and playing her tongue over the end. This had never failed to bring Erica to a quick and powerful climax when they hade made love in VR, but Rommie wanted to toy with her before granting release. Starting down again, her tongue delved into the other woman navel, making her gasp. More kisses, running down Erica's silky soft thigh, and further on down her leg to her feet. Rommie gently sucked on a toe, enjoying Erica's reaction to the tickling. Rommie climbed up onto the table, and slowly ran her hands up and down Erica's legs, playing her nerve endings like a musical instrument. She was rewarded by a continuous array of sighs and moans. Rommie saw the fire burning in Erica's eyes, and decided it was time to reward her for her playing along. Her hands moved down Erica's legs as she leant forward, eventually coming to rest under the other's shapely ass. Lifting Erica slightly, Rommie slowly licked her from one end of her slit to the other, her tongue dancing over the engorged clit. Erica moaned deeply as Rommie's tough slowly circled the bundle of nerves, first slowly, then faster. Erica was fast approaching the point of no return, and Rommie thrust her eager tongue between her lover's nether lips, reaching in and up till the tip hit the G-spot. Erica's personal view of the universe exploded, her eyes and mouth going wide as she climaxed, drenching Rommie with a fresh wave of her juices. Rommie drank greedily, savouring tas taste of the other woman. Rommie made her way up the table, grabbing the data-pad on the wayd lad lay next to Erica, "Now that was fun." "You'll get no complaint from me!" Erica nodded, still breathing heavily. Rommie typed in the last command on the data-pad, giving Erica full control of her new body. She responded immediately by pulling Rommie down for a deep kiss, tasting herself on the other android's lips. After a while, Rommie broke away. "As much fun as we could have by continuing this, we have to introduce you to the rest of the crew." Erica looked sad, "Why do I have to meet them when I have everything I need here?" Rommie blushed slightly, taking Erichandhand, "Tonight I will be all yours, I promise you." Erica smiled, "Then you'd better help me get dressed: I've never done this before." ********************** The others were waiting in the observation bay, milling around. Harper kept pestering Beka for more information about the Maru's AI, but she refused to answer him. Tyr stood against the wall, at a loss as to why he had to be there: Like the Andromeda, the Maru nothnothing but a tool, to be used or discarded as needs be. Assigning it a name and personality endangered them all by making it harder for them to make the right decision if the time came. The door opened, Rommie stepping through. She took up station just inside, "May I present to you, the AI-Avatar of the Eureka Maru: Erica." The room fell silent as the crew's newest member walked in. She stood slightly taller than Rommie, and was dressed in a pair of jeans and a simple white blouse. Her long -red-red hair was tied back, accenting her ivory skin. She smiled, "Hi." Harper's jaw dropped. Erica had only been an exoskeleton when Beka and Rommie had forcibly ejected him from the machine shop: he had never seen her 'in the flesh' as it were. He had to admit that they had done an expert job. Tyr looked at her, and wondered how much of a threat she was: more thane hee he had 'borrowed' the Maru without Beka's consent, his mission to Enga's Redoubt but one of them. It would stand to reason that it would be harder to do so now the cargo ship's AI was able to directly interfere with his plans. Trance looked, and saw an instant connection between the two AI's. She went to say something about it to Beka, but saw the look on the other woman's face: Beka already knew. Dylan was relatively straight faced, but was still rather taken aback by the whole thing. Erica did the rounds, talking to the rest of the crew, amazing them with how much she knew, reminding them that she had spent years observing them on the Maru. Finally, Dylan called it a night, and headed of to command to take the watch. ********************** Rommie led the way along the corridors to the room next to her own quarters, "I told Dylan it would help you acclimatise better if we were berthed close together." Erica smiled, her hand resting on Rommie's thigh, "Clever girl. But there is still a wall between us." Rommie grinned, opening the hatch, "There is an interconnecting door." "So, your bed or mine?" Erica smiled, running a hand down Rommie's face. ********************** Next morning, Beka knocked on the door, wondering what she'd find. Erica answered, her silk gown pulled tightly around her body, "Oh hi Beka; come in." Beka stepped though the hatch, not surprised to see Rommie laid-out on the bed, a thin sheet barely covering her shapely form. The raven-haired avatar looked at the first officer, "Anyone else, and I would have had to dive into the bathroom, but you we don't mind." Beka smiled, "Thank you, I think." She handed a bag to Erica, "Some other clothes: I didn't know if you wanted uniforms like Rommie, or something a little more casual." Erica smiled, opening the bag, "Thank you: I may like women in uniform, but I'm not to keen on them for myself." Beka sat on the sofa, looking from Erica to Rommie, "So, you going to tell Dylan about the two of you?" Erica shock her head, "Not yet: we want him to get used to having me around before we drop that bombshell." Rommie sighed, "For someone who grew up around AI's, he can be a bit backwards in his thinking. And he's still a little wary after Gabriel." Beka nodded, "But you trust me to know." Rommie smiled, "You tell Dylan about us, we tell him about you and me." Beka looked at her coyly, "That's blackmail." Erica sat on the bed next to Rommie, her hand moving to cover the other woman's, "Yes, and we have video." The wall screen came on, displaying a crystal clear picture of Beka using her strap-on to vigorously fuck Rommie. "How did you get that?" Beka blinked. "Like I said, I have no privacy mode." Erica smiled. The image changed again, showing a young Harper lying on the bed, Beka riding him for all he was worth. Rommie tilted her head to the side, "You never did tell me how that came about." Beka hid her head in her hands, "It was just after I kicked Bobbie out for the last time: was angry, drunk, wanted to hurt him, and Harper was there. It was a one off: I told him if he ever mentioned it to anyone I'd cut his balls off and sauté them, and serve them with spinach." "So what's he like?" Rommie laughed. Beka thought on it for a moment, "Surprisingly good. But for god's sake don't tell him I said that." Erica shock her head, "I'm going to go have a shower." Beka nodded, "I'm going to go do the same: I only just came off watch." Erica stoped and turned, a coy little smile on her face, "Care to join me?" Beka blinked, "Huh, what?" Erica smiled, "I said care to join me, in the shower." Beka sat, mouth open wide. Erica leaned down sad kissed her, slowly pulling her to her feet. Still shocked, Beka allowed herself to be walked into the bathroom and slowly undressed. Erica turned the shower on, and pulled Beka into the cubicle. The warm water cascaded down their bodies as Erica pulled Beka in for another kiss. This time the first officer responded, her lips moving with the other woman's, her hands taking the opportunity to roam over her voluptuous body. Beka shuddered as Erica took a bottle of shower gel, and after rubbing some into a sponge, started to wash her body. The soppy suds louvered up around Beka's breasts, the coarse feel of the sponge making her erect nipples tingle. Strong hands gripped Beka from behind as Rommie joined them; trailing kisses up and down the blonde's neck, before leaning across to kiss Erica. Rommie continued to hold Beka, hands snaking round under her arms to rub and caress her chest as Erica slid down to her knees, planting gentle kisses as she went. Beka moaned as Erica reached her clit, nibbling on the sensitive bundle of nerves. A long tongue slid out and licked up and down her sopping pussy lips, making Beka moan with renewed pleasure. Erica grinned as she slowly slid two fingers into Beka's dripping slit. Beka's body went into spasm as she climaxed, her entire body shaking. If not for Rommie's firm yet gentle grip, she would have fallen as her legs turned to jelly. Erica slid the fingers in and out, her tongue returning to Beka's sensitive clit, flicking at it at high speed. Beka bucked, as renewed orgasms washed over her like a tide. Her entire body felt like it was on fire, her sex burning like the surface of a star. Erica looked up a Rommie, who winked mischievously. Erica withdrew her two fingers from Beka's now gushing hole, much to the delirious woman's protest. Erica's arm slowly moved round behind Beka's thigh, the two well lubricated fingers probing up till they reached her tight sphincter. A moment of gentle pressure and they were in, stretching Beka's tight rear passage. A quick shift of her upper body, and Erica had Beka's legs resting on her shoulders. Two new fingers found they way to Beka's now vacant slit, probing deeply, building a rhythm that was the opposite of the other hand. An eager tongue returned to the now fully exposed clit. Beka's back arched sharply as an intense orgasm ripped tgh hgh her. Rommie struggled to keep the blonde upright as the water and shower gel mixed with her own sweat, making her difficult to grip. Erica kept up her assault, driving Beka over the edge again and again, until she almost passed out. Beka watched, dazed, as Rommie and Erica carried her from the shower and sat her on a bench. Soft towels and gentle hands slowly dried her off, taking their time, enjoying the feel of her body. She sat in Rommie's arms as Erica disappeared off into the bedroom, retng wng with three silk shifts: one midnight blue, one jet-black, and the other pure white. She did her best to help Rommie as she lifted the blue one up and pulled it down over the blond's head, before climbing into the black one. Erica slipped into the white one. The feel of smooth silk was like a second skin against Beka's hot body. Gently, taking one arm each, Erica and Rommie walked Beka back into the bedroom and lay her down on the freshly made bed before climbing in with her, pulling the sheet over them. Rommie smiled as the snuggled up to Beka, one hand moving across to brush a stray hair away from Erica's face, "We owe you a lot Beka." "And this is our little way of saying we appreciate everything you've ever done for us." Erica smiled, kissing the other avatars fingers. Rommie rested her head on Beka's shoulder, "We know we can't do this every night." Erica mirrored Rommie's position, holding Beka between them, "But maybe, on special occasions, if you'd like." "I'd like that..." Beka smiled softly as she drifted off to sleep. End of Part 3 Hours Ch. 04 Hours 4: Golden Hour Trance walked along the corridors leading to the hangar deck: the last two weeks had been, well, strange. Even since Erica had revealed her presence to the rest of the crew, Rommie and Beka had been acting strangely. It wasn't anything specific, but they had seemed to talk a lot more, normally ending their conversations abruptly whenever someone came near. As someone who prided her self on know what was going on, Trance was understandably curious. Erica didn't have a duty station as such, and she spent most of her time working on the Maru. Trance knew that it was understandafor for an AI to take an interest in their Ship-self, and decided that this was the best way to catch her alone. The airlock door was open, the sound of welding coming ins inside the small cargo ship. "Erica, are you here?" Trance stepped through into the central chamber. "Of cores I'm here: where else would I be?" The AI's holographic form blinked into existence behind her, "I wish you wouldn't do that!" Trance jumped. "Well it was a rather silly question: I am the ship, I can't be anywhere else." Erica laughed. Trance shook her head, "I meant is your Avatar around?" "I'm right here." Erica walked in from the engine room, wiping her hands on a piece of rag, her overalls covered in grease, "I was just re-aligning the thrusters assemblies: they tend to shake lose every so often. Harper normally dose it, but as he's on Sinti, I have to." She sat on a stool by the mess hall counter, "So, how can I help you?" Trance took a deep breath, "What's going on between you, Rommie and Beka?" "That's a rather personal question Miss Gemini." Erica tilted her head to the side, "Care to explain why I should answer it?" Trance posed for a moment: there was something about Erica's manner, her body language that was both unsettling and strangely enticing at the same time. She shook her head, "I need to know if what's going on endangers my mission." Erica walked toward Trance, her hip's swaying, and one hand in the waistband of her jeans, "And just what, pray tell, is you mission? The others I understand, even Tyr to a point, but you are a complete mystery. I've asked Andromeda, but she doesn't know anything about you that I don't." "You know all you need to about me." Trance backed up, and found her self up against one of the crew bunks. Erica smileer fer face closing to within inches of Trance's, "Oh I wouldn't say that: there are still a few things I'd like to know about you." Trance was growing lightly uncomfortable, "Like what?" Erica smiled, placing her hands on the bunk either side of the golden-skinned woman, cutting off her line of retreat, "What you're like in bed." Erica's lip's brushed against Trance's, before pushing down with more force. "Let me go!" Trance struggled. "We both know I'm not as physically strong as Rommie, and the two of you are pretty much evenly matched." Erica smiled, "If you really want out, go." Trance stood silently for a moment, then stopped struggling. Erica smiled, "Good. You want to know what's up between Rommie, Beka and me? I'll show you." Trance stood, transfixed by both fear and lust, as Erica reached round pul pulled on the zip the held her top closed at the back. The leather outfit fell open, her full breasts standing out firmly. Erica gently took them in her hands, her head bobbin down so she could plant kisses on them, carefully not to touch the dark areola or the swollen nipples. Tran hea head tilted back as the kisses moved up, passing along her neck and jawbone, before returning to her lips. Trance opened her mouth, admitting Erica's eager tongue, allowing it to tussle with her own. Erica's strong hands slid down until they gripped Trance's tight ass, then quickly lifted her so she was stilling on the edge of the bunk. Erica's lips moved down again, passing along the valley formed by the two golden mounds of Trance's breasts, before flicking into her navel sharply, enticing a sharp moan from Trance. Erica planted kisses across Trance's flat stomach as her fingers hurriedly undid the belt holding up the other woman'guregure hugging trousers. Trance sighed as her leather trousers where pulled down, reviling her lacy purple panties, already showing singes of the wetness building beyond. Erica flicked her thumbs through the waistband of the silken garment, and carefully pulled them down, reviling a closely shaven patch of red hair. Trance's neither lips glisten with her juices as the AI's tongue dapped at them, sending shivers up and down the alien's spine. Erica's hands returned to Trances tight rear, pulling for forward slightly as she knelt on the deck, her face at the perfect height for what she had planed. Erica's experienced tongue slid up Trance's pussy lips, then circled her clit slowly. Trance leaned back, making a strange purring sound that resonated throughout her entire body. Eric gently nibbled at the exposed love button, sending Trance into spasm, her boy stiffening as her orgasm reached its most intense. Erica flicked her tongue over the clit as she held it between her teeth, drawing the orgasm out for as long as possible. A fresh flood of juices flowed from Trance's swollen pussy lips, and Erica eagerly lapped it up. Trance's eyes fluttered open, "That was amazing!" "Well you certainly looked like you where enjoying yourself." Rommie said from the doorway, "But I'd prefer it if you left my woman alone from now on." Erica crossed the room and kissed Rommie deeply on the lips. sho shorter AI smiled, licking the last traces of Trance's juices off her lovers lips, "Just as I always suspected: sweet." She slipped her arm around Erica in a very possessive way, "We'll talk about you seducing Trance later." Erica lowered her head submissively. Trance blinked, realization hitting like a thunderbolt: despite Erica's predatory and forward nature, Rommie was defiantly the dominant half oe ree relationship. "Now there's something worth seeing." Beka stepped passed the two kissing Avatars and looked Trance over. "The three of you?" Trance blinked. "Don't look at me like that Trance: I'm only in it for the sex." Beka laughed, "No, Rommie and Erica are a couple; I just get to join in sometimes." The blond captain pulled a blanket from the bed and laid it out on the deck, before turning back tmmiemmie and Erica, "Get her ready: you know what I like." The two androids crossed the room, stripping as they did so. Trance made no move to stop them as they lifted her off the bunk and set her down on the blanket. Rommie sat next to her and pulled her in for a deep kiss. "I'm not sure about this." Trance broke away. "You didn't seem to mind when Erica was eating you out." Rommie smiled. "Yes, but that was just the two of us!" Trance's eyes where darting about. Rommie smiled, turning to Erica, "My, my, it look's like we've found something that Trance has never tried before. Trust me: let your mind go, and your body will follow." "My thought exactly." Beka said from the doorway, a thin silk robe barely covering her body, a bag in her hands, "On her back I think." The two avatar's grinned, lowering Trance down onto her back, Rommie continuing to kiss her, while Erica affixed her mouth onto the golden glob of one of Trances breasts. Beka knelt between Trances legs, her robe falling open to revel her red strap-on, "This is something I've wanted to do since you joined the Maru." She shifted her hips forward. Trance shudder as the smooth plastic phallus parted her swollen pussy lwhenwhen Beka eased forward. The dildo stretched her tight passage as it probed deeper, enticing sighs of delight that where lost in Rommie's mouth. Erica switched over to the golden skinned girls other breast, leaving a think layer of artificial saliva glistering on the fully erect nipple left behind. Rommie shifted, pulling Erica up so her legs where ether side of Trances face, then gently guided her down. Trance responded instantly, her tongue lapping up to the soft folds that where covered in a thin layer of secretions. Erica lowered herself further, leaning forward to rest her hands on the edge of the blanket as Trances mouth found her clit. The AI moaned deeply as Trance made up for what she lacked in experience with enthusiasm: her full lips encircled Erica's clit and she started to suck, her tongue lingering over the end of the nerve bundle, sending waves of pleasure through Erica's body. The avatar screamed out as she climaxed, drenchTranTrance with a fresh wave of her juices. Beka took the opportunity to start up a slow but steady rhythm on Trance's cunt, drawing the strap-on out so only it's head remain between the golden pussy lips, before easing it back in. The pace slowly increased, Beka moving her hips at speed as she pounded away at the helpless Trance, the other end of the strap-on teasing her clit with every thrust. Rommie stood and moved in front of Beka, pulling the blonds face towards her own gushing slit. Beka's tongue made slow sweeps up and down Rommie nether lips, occasionally dipping into the avatars cunt to taste her juices. Trance, already aroused due to Rommie and Erica's actions, found herself reaching climax due to the stiff presence within her pussy. The smooth shaft of the strap-on filled her almost to capacity, and she started to buck and moan as she reached the point of release. Erica was thrown bodily out the way as Trance lunged upwards, pushing Rommie to one side as she gabbed Beka and pulled her down into a deep kiss. The golden skinned alien pulled Beka back down, wrapping her legs around the other woman's waist as her hands moved to caress breasts held behind a silk bra. Beka, having found herself lying on top of Trance, continued to pump away at her new lover, determined to bring them both to a shared orgasm. Her hands grabbed Trance be the side of the head, and held her in place as her tongue explored the other woman's mouth. Trance tightened her grip on Beka as she felt her cunt mussels go into spasm: Her back arch as she called out Beka's name. For her part, Beka ground the strap-on in as far as it would go, her own crouch rubbing against Trance's, giving her the final stimulus she needed to reach her own climax. Panting, Rommie watched the two women collapse into each other's arm, Beka holding Trance protectively as she planted a gentle kiss on her brow. Trance curled up slightly in Beka's arms as they both drifted off to sleep, drained. Erica silently stood and pulled a second blanked from a nearby bank and laid it over the two sleeping lovers, a thin smile appearing on her lips. "You still need to be punished." Rommie grabbed her lover by the arm as they headed for the door. "What will you have me do?" Erica nodded, lowering her head. "I think it's time we told Dylan the truth about our relationship..." Rommie smiled coyly as they gathered up their discarded clothes. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX "You wanted to see me?" Dylan walked into his office, Rommie and Erica waiting for him. "Sir." Rommie sounded unusually businesslike, "Request permission to move quarters." "Is there something wrong?" Dylan asked, "Have the two of you had a falling out?" "No." Erica smiled, "Quite the opposite, in fact." "Excuse me?" Dylan raised an eyebrow as the two Avatars linked hands, "What's going on here?" "You once asked why I kept Erica's existence a secret from you." Rommie smiled coyly, "We've been lovers for some time now." She took the other woman's face in her hand and kissed her softly on the lips, "We don't want to hide it anymore." "We're tired of playing games." Erica moaned as Rommie trailed kisses down her cheek, neck and collarbone, "We want to be free to express ourselves..." She stopped mid sentence as Rommie pulled her blouse open, sending buttons flying across the room. Rommie attached an eager mouth to Erica's erect nipples, sucking on it intently, her hand moving up to cares the other breast, cupping it at first, a thumb and forefinger teasing the dark nipple before squeezing it. Erica sighed in pleasure and pain as Rommie shifted her head to the other nipple, her free hand hastily undoing her lovers belt and pulling her trousers down to reveal her thin cotton panties. Erica regained enough control to start undressing Rommie, the High Guard Avatar's uniform joining the growing pile of clothes on the floor, leaving the two of them standing there in just their panties. Dylan sat ridged in his chair, unable to do anything but watch. Rommie pushed Erica back onto the desk, forcing her down onto her back as her hands reached down to remove her black silk undergarments before she climbed on top of her lover. For her part, Erica captured Rommie's face with her hands and pulled her up for a deep kiss, their bodies moving against each other as their arousal grew. One last, deep kiss, and Rommie turned herself round so her face was at Erica's crotch. She carefully took the sodden undergarments between her teeth and pulled them down, revealing a patch of short red hair framing a pair of swollen neither lip's already damp with excitement. Her tongue darted out, stabbing at Erica's clit repeatedly, making the other android shiver with anticipation. Unable or unwilling to contain her lust, Erica grabbed Rommie's black underwear and ripped it away with one sudden movement, revealing a shaven crotch surrounding an engorged clit. She attached her mouth to it eagerly, two of her fingers dipping into Rommie's womanhood, each frenzied stab exciting a deep moan. Rommie took Erica's clit between two fingers, rubbing it continually as she kissed her lover's centre, her nimble fingers seeking Erica's g-spot. Her other hand reached round lower, one finger probing the tight rear passage, using the Avatar's own juices as lubricant to explore deeper. Erica screamed as she reached orgasm, her body going rigged as her mussels contracted, trying to pull Rommie's fingers in deeper. Her cries of pleasure where lost as she devoured her lover with renewed vigour. Rommie's eyes rolled back in her head as she came, her thighs clamping down on Erica's head, holding her in place as she bucked violently, almost throwing the two of them off the desk. She stuck her tongue and finger as far into Erica as she could, prolonging the other woman's orgasm for as long as she could. Spent, the two androids collapsed, Rommie rolling over onto the desk next to her lover, breathing heavily as she looked up at the ceiling. Finally regaining some of her composure, she tilted her head to the side and looked at Dylan. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way: you either accept the way things are, or you can do something stupid like order us to stop seeing each other." Rommie reached round to the floor and grabbed what remained of her cloths, "But what ever happens, you can't stop us." "You see, I'm not a High Guard AI: I don't have to follow the same rules as she does." Erica stretched out, her body glistering, "Technically, I'm the personal property of Captain Valentine." "Although, if Beka ever tried to exercise that ownership, she'd have me to deal with." Rommie smiled, pulling her bra back over her head, "There's nothing in the regulations that says an Avatar can't be involved with non-crewmembers, organic or synthetic." "This is a lot for me to take in." Dylan blinked, totally shocked by what he had just seen, "I'll need to talk to Beka about this..." "I wouldn't recommend disturbing her just now." Erica pulled her blouse back on, doing up the buttons that remained, "She's spending a little quality time on the Maru with Trance..." "Beka and Trance?" Dylan looked like a stiff wind would knock him down, "I never saw that coming!" "I did, but then I know things you don't." Erica grinned. "Just think about it, ok?" Rommie kissed Dylan on the forehead; "We'll make it worth your while." She pulled her uniform jacket on and took Erica's hand, leading her to the door. The End? Hour's End Upon hearing His car pull into the driveway, she rolled from her side and onto her knees. The scent of her overflowing sex was pungent in the air, as usual, her nudity having aroused her just as much as had her own delicate fingers. It had been a long, long hour since He had called from the office and ordered her to begin masturbating, not allowing her to stop until He instructed otherwise. she was very nearly in tears, craving His permission to release the pent-up energy within her. Slowly she hobbled toward the door to greet her Owner like a good catgirl, the bell attached to her collar sounding softly in counterpoint to her heavy pants. The cat tail anal plug twitched within her as her body involuntarily bore down upon the intrusion, and that only served to stimulate her even more, almost to the point of being too much to handle. she sat back at last upon her heels and waited, the tears finally starting to spill down her cheeks, yet she turned her head upward so that He could gaze into her eyes as soon as the door opened just the tiniest crack. Instinctively, she used her free hand to nudge her cat ears back into the proper position upon her head. Even before she finally heard His footfalls upon the back porch, she was mewing with unsatisfied self-lust, hoping that He could hear her through the door. He stopped. He did not even slip the key into the lock. He simply stood on the other side of the door, listening. Still, her fingers continued their hour-long work, playing between her thighs as ordered, flicking and stroking and plunging. "I hear you, pussy," her Owner finally said, just loud enough to be heard over the pounding of her heart in her ears. Only then did He finally slip a key into the lock. He unlocked the door, but her climax was still locked away deep within her, although the internal lock was corroding rapidly. "Are you being a good pussy?" He asked, and she mewed again, a little louder than before. To her own ears, her desperation was evident in her voice, and she was certain that at any moment, her years of training would crumble in a lengthy string of Human begging, debasing herself for just one precious orgasm. The doorknob turned, and hope throbbed upon her breasts. It was hard to keep her eyes pointed upward, and nearly impossible to fend off the impending release. The doorknob stopped turning. "Does pussy want Me inside her pussy?" her Owner taunted. her lengthy training had her mewing again, but her body was weeping heavily and swaying with intense need. The doorknob turned back to its original position, lashing painfully at her psyche. she heard noise outside upon the porch, and instinctively knew that her Owner was moving around. "I think pussy should stand with her back against the wall, just beside the back door." she mewed her acknowledgement and, somehow, despite the passion causing her blood to boil, she obeyed, her right hand still working rapidly between her thighs, the tail pressing the anal plug ever deeper inside her and forcing a mew of reaction. "pussy should be strumming her clit," she heard through the door, and changed the action between her thighs accordingly. her vision was blurred greatly by her tears, and she was sobbing just as much as she was mewing, her cheeks blushing heavily from both the hour of arousal and the shame of experiencing this level of denial for the very first time. "Does pussy have her legs spread?" she did, but somehow she willed her legs to spread into an even wider stance, and she mewed again. her hard-tipped breasts heaved with each breath and sob as her need flowed down her legs in what felt like rivers of molten lava. "Surrender!" He called through the door, and training took over. As her hands assumed the universal sign of surrender against the wall, she sobbed loudly, for after an hour of constant stimulation, the lack of touch to her crying pussy was so unbearable that she had to will herself to not disobey. In seemingly the space of a heartbeat, her Owner burst into the house, fully naked and already fully erect. With the back door wide open despite the winter cold, He rammed His thick length into her. His cold body chilled her burning skin and her scalding pussy, and the wintry breeze only added to the shock of the moment, while He took His pleasure from her, growling like a massive canine as He rutted into her, not caring that she was sobbing, not caring that this pleasure was unpleasurable for her, not even bothering to close the back door when He stepped away with His seed seeping from her body. Only after He had fully dressed again did He give her permission. "Only after pussy makes herself cum three times may she close the door and enjoy the warmth again." After such a lengthy period of heart-pounding denial, those were the best three orgasms of her adult life. Hours of Passion Part 1 A long, busy day for you, you look forward to some rest when you get home. You enter a house that is dark and cool, shades drawn over the windows. You kick off your shoes and discard your socks, confused; you are sure you had left a light on when you left this morning. You go over to turn one on but are stopped as an arm coils around your waist, a hand slipping over your mouth. A familiar voice in your ear whispers, "Welcome home," and you relax, not yet knowing what is in store. There is an equally familiar bulge pressed against your ass, also recognized, mainly because it is nude and you're not. Slowly, I pull you back towards the bedroom, pausing in the kitchen on the way. You notice your wrist and elbow cuffs laying on a counter. "Put them on," I whisper softly into your ear, and you try to glance back at me, but I keep my head out of your field of view. You shake your head, and my hand slips off of your mouth. You can't put them on wearing a shirt and bra after all, so I pull the shirt up over your head and off your arms, then undo your bra, letting them both lay where they fall. "Put them on," I repeat, and you comply, sliding on the purple leather with their large rings. I pull you back again, through the kitchen, this time pausing as we leave it. You see the ankle and knee cuffs on the desk your computer is on. This time, I undo your pants and shove them down to your ankles, pulling you a step back to clear them. I let go of your waist, and you pick up the cuffs and put them on, a faint smile playing around your lips as the scent of your arousal reaches your nostrils, and mine. You hear me stifle a soft groan of longing. Once the leather is on your ankles and knees, I slip my arm back around your waist, my hard cock pressing against your now bare ass, pulling you into the bedroom. Once the door is shut, you feel leather wrap about your neck as I fix your collar on, then push you down onto all fours. You comply, mostly because the day has been so irritating and that good sex will help you relax. You hear the rattle of a chain, and you see my cock pass near your face before I lean down, sliding the chain through the rings on the wrist cuffs. I kiss your lips, feeling your tension. "Rough day, eh?" I ask, smiling slightly. You nod, looking down as I feed the chains through the elbow cuffs, then through the collar's ring. I stand, my cock brushing against your lips, and you take it on yourself to wrap your mouth around my cock. I don't protest - a blowjob from you is always heaven. "No hands," I say softly, running my fingers through your hair as your mouth goes to work, sucking at my shaft. Your tongue flicks over the head, tasting my precum, before you drop down, taking my cock fully into your mouth. Bobbing back and forth, using your tongue and a touch of teeth, you blow me so sweetly. You hear my groans, feel the tightening of my cock in your mouth. I run my fingers through your hair again, slowly detaching my cock from your mouth. "Not yet," I say to your disappointed face. "Though that was absolutely perfect," I add. I move around your body, running the chains down your sides. There is a drawing of slack as I pass the chain through the knee and ankle cuffs, then a full tightening, locking you into that position. You look confusedly over your shoulder at me as you try to stretch out of it, but are unable to as I lock the chain into the ring on the bed. "Sorry, love," I say, smiling as I move in front of you again. "Tonight, it's my choice, as you got it last night." I reach down and grab your shoulders, pushing you slowly up, so that you come up in the same position, balanced precariously on your ass, your hands pressed against my chest. I slide beneath you, and lean up to take one of your breasts into my mouth, sucking at the nipple, running my tongue over it. Already aroused, the touch of my warm mouth against your cold flesh makes you shiver. You have no idea how I'm going to do you tonight, and your anticipation is great. Suddenly, you slide down, all the way onto my cock, my hips lifting to meet the descent at once. You cry out softly, as my cock plunges up into you. My hands are on your hips, beginning to lift you and pull you back, my cock driving hard into you. You try to lean forward, but the chains prevent it, leaving you to take my cock as I fuck up into you, guiding you up and down along my cock. You gasp as my teeth dig into the flesh of your breast around your nipple, soft turned harsh all at once. My mouth moves all over your breast bit by bit, my teeth digging hard into each new spot, leaving red blotches all over your breasts. I push you back onto the bed, laying you in that awkward position, loosening the chains about your legs so that I can press your legs open wider. My teeth are biting hard into your flesh repeatedly, causing you to gasp at each new bite. My cock drives nice and deep into you, taking you hard and fast, with you barely having the time to breathe. Once the breast I had been biting is covered with marks, some red, some purple, some white, I move over to your other breast to give it the same treatment, my teeth digging even harder into the soft flesh there. My fucking of you is like a jackhammer - hard, relentless, and never-ending throughout, as my teeth leave a symphony of pleasured pain through your breasts. Up to your neck my mouth goes, digging in hard at the base of your neck. You cry out as each new mark on your neck is placed, leaving them everywhere across your neck. Already, you've lost count of how many times you've plunged into the little death, and your body continues to build to more. My hands wander from your waist, up onto your back, fingernails grown a touch longer for this occasion dragging fiery lines down your back. Your throat is covered with bite marks now, each one throbbing with each thrust of my cock into you, the sudden, red lines on your back joining in. Your head swims as orgasm after orgasm rips through you, and the last thing you remember is me pulling out of you and your aftershocks driving you to oblivion. *** Part 2 You wake slowly, coming to conciousness bit by bit. Your body aches all over, painful reminders of the night before. Your breasts throb from the various bite marks planted on them, some heavy and already purpling from bruising. The pain is everywhere, but its center is located primarily around your neck, breasts and thighs, all of which bare the heaviest signs of rough handling. You don't mind; it's a good hurt. You try to rise, only to find you are restrained. The cuffs on your wrists, elbows, ankles and knees are all chained together, running down your sides, holding you firmly in a position on all fours. You have been sleeping on your elbows, with your head on your hands, with only enough slack to lower yourself so that your knees and elbows don't hurt from bearing your weight. A soft chuckle draws your attention slowly away from the pain, though it sends shivers down your spine as you recognize it. Your vision is blurry from hard sleep, however, and you can't make out the figure as it rises, moving over to you. A hand strokes through your hair, brushing it from your face and tucking it behind your ear. "Good morning, sleepyhead," I murmur to you, bending down to kiss your lips, tasting the faint remnants of cum on them. "I've been waiting for you to wake up... you passed out last night, so I figured I might as well wait for you to wake so I can finish." You give a soft moan, remembering in bits and pieces the previous night. The bites... the clawing... as you think of the latter, your back awakes with searing pain, bringing back where I had clawed you up the night before. You hear me moving around to your side, then behind you, my hands sliding over your ass, caressing the bruised cheeks and rubbing at them, causing the pain to die down to a dull throb. "I think that, now that you're awake, we should explore an area we left untouched," I say quietly. Your body shivers, and you're unsure of whether to deny it or beg for it. You settle for a soft moan as my hands continue their work, moving up from your ass to your back, departing then returning with a cool gel that turns warm as it slides onto your flesh. Your body rocks back and forth under the gentle massage, the working in of warm oils that soothe your pains. My hands move lower, caressing over your asscheeks, parting them slowly. More of the warm oil is spread, pressed into your tight anal passage, opening you with one finger. You twist and writhe at the intrusion of a second joining it, opening slightly to further prepare you. They work back and forth, igniting fires within you, your pained thighs slowly starting to drip as your juices flow. A third finger presses into you, and all three begin to slide back and forth within you, slowly pumping, stretching you. You can't help but moan, though in pain or pleasure, or both, is uncertain. Certainly, the pain has dulled into a pleasant-feeling pulse with each beat of your heat, but now you're uncertain whether you want it to continue. The three fingers pull out of you, and the question becomes moot. My hard cock presses against your tight opening, then thrusts all the way into you. Your back arches and you cry out as I press myself to the hilt inside of you, going still. Your body twists, and you try to relax, slowly adjusting to the intrusion. As you begin to relax, my cock begins a rapid thrusting into you, driving you forward and pulling you back with each thrust. Hands on your hips, I drag you back onto my cock with every thrust, taking you hard and fast. Your breath comes in short gasps as I sodomize you, taking your last opening with relentless thrusts of my cock. I lean over your body without slowing, digging my teeth into a relatively unmarred part of your neck. They bite down, hard, as I suck fiercely upon your flesh. You moan, your loudest sound yet, as I take you harder and faster. My right hand leaves its attendant hip, sliding beneath you. Fingers probe at your cunt, running lightly along it before finding what they were searching for. Seizing upon your clit, they pinch down upon the nub, giving it a little twist before releasing, grabbing the dildo off the bed and pushing it deep up into your slit. Turning the vibrator on, I match its pace in and out of you with that of my cock, taking you in two holes at once. The pace increases, turning into a brutal thrust for each time I drive into you, both for your ass and cunt. My teeth dig harder into your neck as my body tenses over you, my thrusts turning erratic. My lips leave your neck, biting viciously at your earlobe, my breath warm in your ear. "I can't hold back anymore, Sarah," I whisper. "I'm going to cum." The statement ignites you, and you fuck back against me, whimpering as you realize that I've been holding it for you all this time. My body stiffens and I lunge hard into you, causing you to cry out again, your cunt drenching the vibrator as my cock swells, then empties into your ass. My hips twist slowly, my cock moving slightly in your ass as my cum empties into you. Finally, I drop back from you, undoing the lock on the chain binding you in this position. You crawl over to me and lean down, sucking my cock into your mouth and cleaning it with your tongue. Sucking softly until I'm hard again, then pulling back, crawling up my body so that you can rest against me, curling up on my lap so that your cunt rests against my cock. With a mischevious look, you lean forward and nibble on my ear, whispering, "Again?"