A timeskip forward a few days.

During the next few days, my new life settled down into a routine of sorts, though a day is an ambiguous term on a starship out in the black away from any planet to define a day period by. During the work period, I would continue to strip down and clean the plasma residue from the fuel injection manifolds and in addition carry out the hundred-and-one routine engineering maintenance tasks that the Helcions had neglected on the ship's drive systems. As an engineer I had to grudgingly admit that The Bitch was, or at least should have been at the cutting edge of current starship technology. When operating at a peak the Helcion ship would be faster, more manouvreable and the twin jump engines meant she could prep for and jump in much less time than any ship I had served upon in the UCS navy.

I was left unmolested during the work shifts, the Helcion crew having no interest in how the ship actually worked. I would see the crew members during the meal breaks in the ship's mess. I was far from unmolested during these breaks, the Helcions treating my new body as free-use entertainment and every time they passed me took the time to slip and hand into my skimpy shorts to tease and fingerbang me. I gathered from overhearing their conversations as I squirmed and squealed in their clutches that only Whipp and Latoyah, the redshirts, were really working during this time. They were breaking in the slaves down in the hold, my former crewmates. Ryoko and Lyoko were apparently spending their time running combat simulations, which sounded more like they spent every waking hour in VR gaming sessions. Momo was in her lab concocting new nanobot cloning programs and as far as I could tell Captain Domino spent her time masturbating.

I spent my nights in the Captain's cabin, where she would fuck me nearly senseless for a couple of hours before locking me in the cage beneath her bunk for my sleep period. I was always restrained before she would reach for her cybercock, the magcuffs used to lock me into whatever position she chose and then roughly fucked. I was fairly certain that with my body being the clone of hers Domino was acting out some of her hidden fantasies and delighted in seeing her own body violated.

After my third work shift, I reported to Domino that The Bitch's engines were fully serviced and ready to jump. A crew meeting was announced over the ship's intercom and to my surprise I was instructed to attend. The Helcions and I assembled in the bridge, taking seats at the various empty stations left unmanned by the minimalist crew Domino had taken on.

"Right, The Bitch is good to go. Ain't that right Sweetcheeks?" Domino stated and I nodded my affirmative. "Slaveholds are about a quarter capacity, so we got some raiding to do before we head to port and market."

"At last, time for some action." Latoyah was grinning with anticipation and slapped her fellow redshirt Whipp on the back. "Back to Colony space where we dropped the probe, Captain?"

This was the first I had heard that the slaver had already jumped into UCS space, or that some kind of probe had been deployed. There were numerous systems along the border with the Zetan sector that was in the range of The Bitch's jump engines, and dozens more if she did a double or triple jump through uninhabited systems.

"Yeah, I reckon it's been a week since we had a scout of that system," Domino confirmed. "Any alert they were on after our quick visit should be over. We jump in and get whatever intel the probe has collected. Long as there's no Colony warships in system we go in fast, grab some merchandise and jump out long before a distress call can be acted on."

"What about the orbital platform, they'll engage us as we drop planetside," Whipp asked. "Sure we could bypass them easily enough, but that will slow us down."

"We won't be going down to the surface. Who wants a bunch of fucking miners? We go straight for the platform and round up the marine garrison." Domino revealed smiling at her small crew. "Buyers want feisty slaves and former UCS marines will sell for three, four times what a miner would go for."

This was surprising, UCS orbital platforms had a full squad of marines as a garrison. The Helcions only had Whipp, Latoyah and the Captain who I would rate as front-line fighters. They would be outnumbered three to one if they tried to board an orbital platform. And that is if they even managed to board, orbital platforms had a whole bunch of different weapon systems and as advanced as The Bitch was it was not a large ship, a few hits was all she could absorb. I looked round the Helcions and Whipp and Latoyah were looking less than overjoyed at the plan of taking on the platform and the marines.

"Don't go wetting your panties." Domino scoffed, seeing the dubious expressions of the redshirts. "We got some tricks up our sleeve to take those marines. Now here is the plan."