Deltoya -- Chapter 2 Episode 2
By Gdansk (2006)
Okay, time for Chapter 2, Episode 2
After the quick intro of Chapter One, I decided to make this Chapter longer. If you haven't read the first one, go back and do so now it's only a small one so it shouldn't take you long.
Right, Legal Stuff, if you are younger than 18 (or under the legal limit in your area) go away! If you are 18 or over congratulations, the magical legal fairies have deemed you are now mature enough to enjoy!
This story contains elements of lesbian sex, mature adult content, incest, transgender issues, harsh language and just a hint of Vanilla essence.
Also if the spaceships and horny aliens hadn't clued you in I'll tell you now, this story is fictional, it'd be great if it wasn't but hey that's life.
And as the background comes into play yes, I know that it bears a slight similarity to the Microsoft Game Freelancer, in its tale of Colonists fleeing earth. Needless to say the story only slightly mirrors the basic storyline of the game and is in no way affiliated with Microsoft or Freelancer. I only borrow the idea slightly as it is a very good idea, and it's a shame it has not been followed upon.
Lastly Feedback, I write these stories because I like to write them, I don't get paid for this, but I crave feedback. It's taken me ages to write this one and if you have any feedback, positive comments, constructive criticism, anything at all is accepted. So please send word to gdansk001@googlemail.com
Right enough of my nagging, on with the story!
As the two sisters tried out Marion's new upgrade, Kyra was flying through downtown central on her way to the commercial warehouse districts.
The cab was small, a miniature retro engine fixed into the front bonnet allowed it lift, a small single seat housed the pilot and a small couch big enough for 3 seated the passengers. The inside of the cab smelled awful, the leather of the couch was torn and old. But still it was cheap, and it would get her where she wanted to go.
The hover car sailed through the early morning air. Below, a slight mist enveloped the skyscrapers and buildings that rose into the sky. This far into Central all that could be seen from horizon to horizon were the buildings, there were so many it seemed like the entire planet was coated in them. Even now in the darkness there was still the scattered signs of the air lanes, the warning lamps that marked the sides of the buildings, all combining to form a sea of lights zipping fast way below.
However Kyra was too pre-occupied to even look out of her window to the wonders down below.
Her mind was racing, the Astromo was fit to fly, several hours more and everything would be ready. However without a cargo there was nowhere to go, and they might as well be grounded. Thumping her armrest, Kyra scowled, she would not let that happen, the Astromo was her dream, she had worked her way through school, college and the rigors of fleet to get her own ship, to get her freedom. She was going to do whatever it took to get her into the black.
Soon the little car darted into the warehouse districts, the sea of tall thin skyscrapers giving way to great stretched out silos and warehouses. Great Dock yards spread below them, in some sat the beginnings of Space vessels in all manner of sizes, waiting for the day to break free and climb into the black, in others sat less fortunate ships, ones who had just fallen from the black and were waiting repair.
As they descended Kyra looked over the pilots shoulder through the front window towards there destination, a small collection of storage sheds on the border of a vast dockyard. Next to the entrance she could make out the details of a ship, immediately she recognized the Astromo's Hauler. The Hauler was a small ship, about three times the size of the cab she rode in, that was used to transport cargo contained on the Astromo when planet side.
The small black entrance slowly blossomed into size and in a minute they slowed to a halt. Reaching for the hatch release, Kyra waved a Credit chit in front of the scanner, electronically removing the fare from her account. Exiting the car she bent over and ran over to the shed doors as the car kicked up a dust cloud when it sped away into the night. As she neared the door and the Hauler she saw it was indeed the Astromo's, she'd recognize that battered piece of frak anywhere.
Walking now through the door as the dust settled around her, Kyra was greeted by a welcoming call,
"Ahh young Kyra, it is so nice of you to join us"
Turning around her eyes adjusting to the dark, Kyra took in her surroundings.
She was standing in a wide open storage bay, the center of the floor space had been cleared of all cargo save one large rectangular crate. Scattered about the bay were about 20 to 30 armed mercenaries; the Clients thugs.
`Hmmm what civilized company we find ourselves in' thought Kyra as she continued her inspection.
However over by the crate were two individuals that stood out from the merc's. One was tall, wearing blue jeans, a black tank top and an old brown leather bomber jacket. Her beautiful ebony skin led up to her long black hair, which flowed out of a pony tail from the back of a gorgeous angular face, Sonya.
The second individual was short wearing a personally fitted dark blue business suit, white shirt and red tie. Her round plain face was topped with a buzz cut of fair hair, the Client -- Felecia Hargrove.
Winking at her 2nd in command, she turned to her boss smiling, "It is my pleasure, Mrs. Hargrove, I understand you wished to see me?" replied Kyra.
"That I did, young Kyra because ever since you agreed to haul my cargo ive had a nagging doubt."
"Oh and that is?" asked Kyra
"Why would you choose to work for me? You see, ive checked up on your background, apologies, but in my line of work it pays to be cautious." Answered Felecia, who then walked over to the crate and, lifting up a data-sheet, started to read.
"Commander 1st Class Kyra O'Neal, of the Ultima 3rd fleet, serial number AGB0000345643, top of her class at Ultima Prime College 825 A.L, daughter of immigrants Scarlet and Susan O'Neal from planet Dublin in the Albion Fringe, decorated for numerous actions, the third Battle of Saratoga, the Korolev siege of Armegis Prime, etc, etc" Felecia stopped reciting and looked up at Kyra,
"And on it goes, so I ask you why would one such young promising fleet officer decide to chuck it all, and become a simple trader?"
"My reasons are my own, are you telling me that it's not within my abilities to transport a box?" Kyra replied, not phased one bit that her client seemingly knew her entire history.
"Suit yourself, but no, no you are more than qualified, however this is not a normal box" said Felecia.
"No? so what's in it then?"
"I have absolutely no idea" replied Felecia, who then walked over to the crate before adding,
"A request came in two days ago to move it, it is to be sealed at all times, and if it is to be opened, damaged or interfered with in any way then all payment is forfeited. The client paid in physical cash, practically unheard of nowadays, and as far as my girls can tell me there are no distinguishable marks or tells at all"
Turning abruptly, she faced Kyra once again and finished with saying,
"But then again you and I are being paid enough to ensure there privacy, your job is to get it to the target, with no interference from the guild"
"The Guild? What have they got to do with this?" asked Kyra
The Guild was a major corporation in the core systems; it had many holdings including the upkeep and maintenance of the Jump Gates, gates that allowed travel to and from the fringe systems. Rumor had it that recently the Guild had been interfering outside of its jurisdiction, operating as a police force and enforcing its laws on trade ships.
"Yet again I don't know, but I don't care, most likely they just don't want them messing about in their business, which they do seem to be doing enough of these days." Felecia replied
"Very well, well take the cargo, where we shipping to?" asked Kyra
"Planet Yamato, in the Aikido cluster, here are the specific drop points where you will exchange the crate for your pay" answered Felecia, handing Kyra a data slate.
"If you have no more questions, I will wish you good luck, and bid you adjure" said Felecia who then left the warehouse through a back door, quickly followed by her retinue.
Seeing that their meeting was over and they were now alone, Kyra walked over to Sonya and the crate.
"Pleasant bunch around here aren't they?, didn't give you any trouble did they?" Kyra asked
Always on the job her number 2 replied, "Not really sir, they just seemed to want to meet you in person"
"Very well lets get this crate loaded onto the Hauler", Kyra said
"Yes sir" replied Sonya, and marched away to pilot the Hauler into the shed.
Watching her 2nd walk away, Kyra evaluated her.
Sonya was athletically built, her long limbs and tight ass perfect for any kind of physical event or sport. Her nice 34C breasts were big but fitted her form perfectly. Having known her for as long as she'd known Michelle, since they were all back in fleet, Kyra knew she could trust her to the edge and back. Though seemingly cold and calculating to anyone who met her, Kyra just knew that was a front so that she could better judge people and their character. Dependable, brave and a damn good Navigator and marine to boot, Kyra knew if she could count on anyone to back her up in a fight it would be Sonya. However looking at her now walking away, at the way her ass swayed to and fro, she couldn't help feeling that she'd like her to back her up in other circumstances aswell. In fact, Kyra had had sex with Sonya; she'd had sex with many of the crew on her old ship. It was, in most cases a necessity, on long voyages alone in space with a limited number of people and entertainment facilities, the crew generally had to find their own sources of entertainment.
From her voyages on her old ship the Astromo, which after its demise she named her freighter after it, she new that behind her 2nd's hard exterior lay a ferocious sex bunny. Extremely energetic during sex Kyra had known them to spend hours fucking themselves in a frenzy. With her lithe athletes body Sonya could keep going for hours on end, even days probably if she pushed it. Also, Kyra reflected with a devilish grin, her finely toned muscles insured her pussy was always extremely tight.
`Ah well, maybe when we get underway there might be some time for fun' thought Kyra to herself.
Seconds later she was guiding Sonya in, manually slotting in the flyers grips onto the crates catches.
When it was secure she locked it off, climbed up into the canopy of the Hauler, sat in behind Sonya and the two of them sped off into the night, heading for the Astromo's docking Bay.
Half an hour later they arrived in the port. Flying the Hauler into the Astromo's Bay, Sonya landed her safely and the pair of them jumped off the ship, and walked towards the ramp that would lead them to the catwalk connected to the ships spine.
Visibly relaxing, Sonya visibly relaxing, breathed deeply and sighed,
"So we all set?"
Turning Kyra smiled and replied,
"Yep, we've got the cargo, everyone is on board and the Astromo is space ready, all we have to do is launch"
"Good, it'll be great to be free of the grav again"
Smiling Kyra agreed, they had been planet bound for too long, it would be good to get into the black once again.
"You go ahead to the bridge and start up the blast off procedures, oh and get on the comm to Danielle to make sure were fine." Kyra ordered,
"No problem sir, where are you heading?" asked Sonya
"Oh im going to check up on Marion, she seemed hurt or something when she came aboard earlier" replied Kyra.
As they walked up the catwalk, Sonya pulled out her mini-comm and started issuing orders to Danielle.
Several moments later, a violently cursing Danielle was jumping out of bed and pulling on her clothes.
Having listened in on the conversation Amelia complained,
"Awww come on, why do you have to go?"
"Because were gonna launch soon, and I need to do a final check." Danielle replied.
Sulking Amelia watched as her lover dressed.
"But why now? Cant we play for five more minutes? Pleeeaasse! Pretty pleeeaasse!"
Laughing Danielle zipped up her worksuit and walked over to the bed,
"We'll play later I promise" and stopping only to kiss Amelia quickly on the forehead left the cabin.
Sighing angrily Amelia contemplated her situation. She was still horny, much too horny to rest and wait the endless hours till Danielle came back. She was also too far gone to just lie there and deal with it herself. No she needed to go out and find someone else to play with; it would only be for a short while till Danielle could get back anyway.
Stretching her arms and legs out lazily on the bed Amelia yawned and then got up. Swinging herself off the bed she bounced onto the floor. Naked as the day she was born she strutted about the small room, getting the feeling back into her legs again. As she walked to and fro, her small plump breasts bounced and jiggled.
Deciding to go hunt for some more fun she made her way to the door and opening it, stepped out into the corridor. It didn't really occur to her to put on any clothes, besides for what she had in mind they were pretty much useless anyway.
From the next cabin she could hear muffled moans and sounds of some very energetic sex, the smell of sweat intermingled with girl cum only confirmed what she suspected, two people were enjoying themselves immensely.
Stepping up to the adjacent cabin, Amelia decided that if two people could enjoy themselves, three could probably enjoy themselves more. Slowly opening the door a notch, she peaked in, what she saw immediately told her that she'd found what she'd been looking for.
There on her hands and knees was Michelle, the ships technician, completely naked with her butt pointed up in the air, her face pressing into the mattress and her giant breasts squishing into the bed. Her face was contorted in what could have been great pain or great pleasure. She was also moaning loudly and squealing occasionally.
Looking further back on the bed, Amelia saw Marion, Michelle's sister. Also completely naked, she was kneeling upright, thrusting her hips back and forth into her sister's ass, her breasts bouncing with every push. Smiling Amelia started to touch herself; this was going to be a very interesting show.
An opinion shared by a second observer standing up at the entrance to the accommodation deck, Captain Kyra.
Having separated from Sonya, who headed up to the bridge, Kyra had turned into the accommodation deck, just in time to see a butt naked Amelia open Marion's cabin door slightly.
Taking a moment Kyra admired the view. The Tilean, with her nice perky 36D breasts, her tight ass and her gorgeous face was pressed up against the door to Marion's cabin, masturbating at what she saw within.
`Dirty little girl isn't she?' Kyra thought to herself, walking around completely naked without a care in the world. And if that was enough the little perv was peeking into someone else's cabin and masturbating,
In the middle of the hallway! `Well we'll have to see about that' thought Kyra again smirking.
And with that she started to tip-toe quietly down the ramp into the corridor, trying not to alarm Amelia.
Normally Amelia could have sensed her captain miles away; however with the saucy show going on right in front of her she was quite distracted.
So consumed was she that she didn't notice Kyra as she slid forward and whispered into Amelia's ear, "And what might you be doing?"
Squealing in surprise, Amelia whipped around to face Kyra.
"You seem to be underdressed, little one" stated Kyra, who was trying to keep a straight face.
Blushing greatly, her horniness completely vaporized Amelia stuttered,
"Uhh... yes yes... no sorry... I was just... uhh..."
Staring at the floor Amelia started to backed away to the other side of the hallway, bowing apologetically, trying to cover her dripping pussy and hardened nipples.
Admiring the view of the embarrassed young girl Kyra strode towards her, but stopped sharply as she glanced through Marion's open cabin door.
"Oh my god" she whispered as she drew in close,
As Kyra stared at the incestuous sisters endless fucking, Amelia's desire started to rise again. Her heightened senses concentrated on her captain now told her a great deal. For one she was intrigued by what she saw, her boggling eyes and hunched posture showing her complete rapture. Also she was horny, desperately so and had been for most of the day, the scent of her longing sex told her that.
`Hmmm ready to pop eh?' Amelia thought to herself
Tentatively approaching her captain, Amelia noticed too her shuddered breathing and her hardened nipples, easing up next to Kyra she whispered into her ear,
"Does Captain need some fun?" Slowly pulling her eyes off the fuck fest in front of her, Kyra suddenly noticed her new recruit's attentions. Amelia was breathing down her neck, so close now that her plump breasts squished into the Captains side. Smiling at the contact, Kyra looked at the short gray girl and replied,
"As a matter of fact I do, happen to know where I can find some?"
In response Amelia leaned away and, taking Kyra's arm, led her into Danielle's room.
Closing the door behind her, Amelia motioned Kyra over to sit on the bed, then slowly she climbed on top of her, so that she was kneeling, butt naked, over her captain who was lying straight on the bed.
Lowering her face to her captains she started to kiss her. Tentatively at first, Amelia gently kissed Kyra's lips, kisses which were eagerly returned. Slowly she opened her mouth and her tongue played along her Captains lips, before Kyra in turn opened her mouth, their tongues entwining and sliding about each other.
Whilst she tongued her new boss, Amelia slowing lowered herself onto Kyra. Now lying completely on the taller woman, their breasts squished together as Amelia started to grind her crotch into Kyra's.
Kyra, losing herself within the young alien slid her hands along Amelia's back before firmly gripping her ass. As Kyra squeezed her tight butt, Amelia moved her hands to her breasts. Finding the cloth that separated them too restrictive she expertly undid the buttons holding it together, and slid the material over the Captains shoulders.
Briefly Kyra let go of Amelia's ass to let her pull off her shirt which then allowed Kyra's nice big breasts to bounce out into the open air, her nipples instantly hardening. Smiling in delight, Amelia leaned down to suckle the newly released breasts. With one hand she caressed the left breast, with the other she tongued around Kyra's right nipple.
As the sensations from her breasts flooded into her, Kyra started to moan in pleasure,
"Oh yes, yes, keep going"
Hearing the encouragement, Amelia switched, now moving her mouth over to suckle on Kyra's left nipple and caressing the right with her hands. She continued in this vain, suckling one breast for awhile before switching place with the other, trying to spend equal time on both. After awhile Amelia moved her right hand down Kyra's stomach to her crotch.
Unbuckling her belt and trousers, Amelia slowly slid her hands into her lovers panties, groping slightly she felt the dampness that soaked them. Slowly she slid a finger into the warmth of Kyra's pussy, teasing into her lovers snatch, sliding it up and down the tight snatch.
"Ohhh yesss" Kyra moaned, "Get your fingers inside me, that's an order"
"Ooooh yes sir" Amelia complied, sticking two more of her fingers into Kyra's pussy stretching the walls further and eliciting a moan from her Captain,
"Ahh! Yes that's it finger fuck me, oooh yes make be cum you tart!"
Freeing her mouth from Kyra's nipple, Amelia said,
"Oooh dirty girl needs some relief, well let's see about that"
As she said this, Amelia started to slide her fingers in and out of her lover. Kyra was nice and tight and Amelia loved how her fingers filled her so snugly. She already felt her new lover's juices begin to flow over her fingers so Amelia knew she was hitting the right spots. As her pace increased she lowered her head down to Kyra's swollen clitoris and started to suck and tease it with her teeth.
As she sucked Kyra's clit and let her fingers get wet with her juices, Amelia fantasized about the other members of the crew, about all of them gathering together fucking each other senseless in an orgy of pussy that would last for days. The delightful visions that played in Amelia's head drove her on with a fury as she really got into Kyra's pussy, sucking and fucking her like a girl possessed.
Shuddering in response to the assault on her sex, Kyra cried,
"OH FUCK! FUCK THAT'S IT, MORE, PLEASE GOD MORE!"
Feeling her partner tense as she neared her orgasm, Amelia increased her pace even more, her hand now darting in and out of her snatch, her lips firmly clasped on her clitoris.
"Oooooohhhh! Ahhhhhhh! IM CUMMMMIIIIIIINNNNGGG!!! Kyra screamed, her legs wrapping around Amelia's back and capturing her in this most pleasurable of positions.
Amelia's cries of delight were muffled by the exploding pussy in her face as Kyra did indeed come, right up against her lips. She drank her Captain's pleasure, savoring every drop of cream and letting it cover her face. Amelia felt so delightfully slutty at that moment, eating Kyra out and letting her come all over her face, covering her lips and streaking her hair. It made her want more.
Kyra's chest heaved with every gasp and cry of her orgasm. She looked down to see Amelia's silver head buried between her legs, lashing her tongue over her shuddering pussy and it was so sexy to see.
"Oh god I needed that!" Kyra panted,
Lifting her head up, Amelia smiled at her lover, her face glistening with girl cum in the cabin's light.
"Anything for my Captain" she said, winking at Kyra.
`Damn! That girl is so damn sexy' Kyra thought as she stared into the Tilean's dark black eyes, her face still dripping with her cum. After a second Amelia asked,
"So, up for round two?"
"Hmmm you bet!" teased Kyra as Amelia winked and turned down to her pussy.
Smiling Amelia lowered her head again to Kyra's crotch, ready to start the fun again, however she was rudely interrupted.
The Inter-ship speaker system burst into life yelling in Sonya's voice,
"ALL SHIP SYSTEMS ARE FULLY FUNCTIONAL, ALL CREW REPORT TO THE BRIDGE FOR TAKE-OFF PROCEDURES, REPEAT ALL CREW REPORT TO BRIDGE FOR TAKE OFF PROCEDURES",
"Oh well, its show time" said Kyra, sliding off the bed and gathering her clothes together, but upon noticing Amelia's frown added, "Don't worry, well have plenty of time to finish this later"
Cheering up Amelia grinned and jumped off the bed, her breasts bouncing as she pulled on her trousers.
Seconds later Kyra and Amelia pulled open the door to their cabin and jumped through, turning to walk up the corridor they almost ran into Michelle and Marion who were just emerging from their cabin, still pulling on their clothes and sweating profusely.
Grinning mischievously Kyra asked, "And what have you two been doing?"
Blushing at having been caught the two sisters started to stammer excuses but Kyra waved them off,
"Don't worry well go over it later, now were ready to launch so lets go" And with that the quartet ran up the ramp and into the spinal corridor, heading for the bridge.
Minutes later they emerged, to find Sonya and Danielle sitting at their stations.
Grinning, Kyra vaulted over the back of her command chair. Sitting herself down, she looked around as Michelle walked over to her console and logged in, Marion in tow, Amelia prancing over to Danielle's station.
"So we ready?" Kyra asked aloud,
"Yes, sir all set" Sonya answered,
"Okay then, Sonya take us out!" Kyra ordered
With that Sonya turned round and keyed in Ultima Centrals docking control,
"Be advised Ultima central, this is Free trader vessel the Astromo ready for departure in 5,"
As she spoke members of the crew keyed in start up commands,
"4" as Michelle booted up the Navi comm, consoles blinked on all round the bridge,
"3" as Danielle started the engines and eliciting a roar and a shake from the rear of the Astromo,
"2" as Amelia gripped Danielle's shoulders,
"1" as Marion gasped, the docking bay doors sliding open to reveal the newborn Ultima day,
"0" as Kyra, Captain of the Free ship Astromo, realized she was finally free,
"Go" and with that the Astromo rocketed into the sunrise, quickly clearing the docking bay her accelerating engines pushing her higher and higher into the atmosphere,
Within seconds they had cleared the city, seconds more they had cleared the world, entering orbit the massive engines mounted at the rear cut out as smaller inter system engines took the strain and pushed the Astromo into the black, toward her freedom.
As the Astromo rocketed skywards, several individuals watched there ascent.
In a small office, situated in a warehouse somewhere in Ultima Central's docklands, a view screen showed the ship violently breaching the protective womb of the planet and sailing into the black.
"And there we have it, your cargo is safely on its way" said Felecia Hargrove, seated behind an opulently furnished desk.
Her companion stood in front of her, watching the vid-screen. She was tall and darkly dressed, her face was masked.
"All with the minimum of fuss, O'Neal is a good captain, she'll get your cargo to its destination with no problems" Felecia said aloud.
The Dark woman turned to face Felecia, asking in a husky dry voice, "And no paper work, no discernable trail?"
"None whatsoever, the only folks that know about this is me, my crew here and the folk on that ship." answered Felecia, smiling.
"Excellent" replied the Dark woman, who then reached into her trench coat for something.
"Ahh yes, payment, I take all kind of currency, though of course I would prefer Core credits if you can manage it, the account details are..."
However Felecia paused as she saw what the woman was recovering, turning she started to dive under her desk but never made it, as a hyper velocity plasma round hit her between the eyes and exited out of the back of her skull, taking most of her brains with it.
Stalking around the desk the Dark woman surveyed her kill, making sure she was dead before saying aloud to the room,
"You heard what she said, only the people on the ship and those here know now, kill any you find here"
Startlingly, as she spoke two dark shapes detached themselves from the walls. Whereas seconds before there had been shadow two figures now stood. Tall and thin they were bulked out in heavy black commando gear, each bearing a hyper velocity rifle in their hands. Standing there the two of them had an incorporeal feeling about them, as though they were both there and not there at the same time.
Having received their orders the two turned and burst through the doorway into the warehouse proper.
Still staring at the deceased form of Felecia Hargrove the Dark Woman listened as the shooting and screaming started. Sighing she turned away and stalked off into the warehouse to join her agents.
Alone in the room the blood spattered vid-screen still played, showing the Astromo break away from orbit and accelerate away.