Graduation

She was blushing! She was actually blushing as she knelt down, putting her weight on him. Her back pressed against his chest, her hair tangled about his face. He could breathe in the smell of her. As she settled on his lap, her legs spread, Almost by instinct, Richard’s hands moved, caressing her chest and playing across the pale skin of her breasts. Kara shuddered, the touch sending electrical tingles racing through her nerves.

“W-what are you doing?” She moaned, her spine arching.

He leaned forward, breathing his words into her ear.

“I’m making sure that you’re ready. Are you going to question your master?”

“No,” Kara gave a long, low moan. The word seemed to awaken something in her and her body squirmed. “Never…”

“Then be a good girl and let me finish.”

Her chest felt nice. Warm, her breasts firm. Her nipples were hot and stiff. His fingers played over them. Touching and stroking and caressing. He just wanted to do this forever!

But he knew he had to get to the real job sooner or later. He took the first jewelled piercing, unclipping the sharp stem, which he pressed into her nipple. With one hand, he held it taut. With the other, he pushed it against her sensitive skin.

Kara let out a low moan. Anticipation and pleasure coiled about her like a serpent.

“Oh fuck,” she sighed. “It feels so good, Richard. I want it so much. The conditioning...”

“It doesn’t feel sore?”

“It does but there is more pleasure than pain. Please. Please just do it.”

Richard pressed the needle into her skin and Kara squealed. The sound was primal. At first, she fought against it. Twisting in his lap, squirming as the pleasure seemed to overtake her. Her breathing got faster and faster as the needle pressed into her nipple; her gasping moans filled Richard’s head.

Kara squirmed on his lap, the motion felt good against his cock. He wondered if she could feel it pressing up against her. He wondered if she cared. The sounds she was making. Quiet, ****, needy little squeaks, they came from a woman in the throes of ecstasy, not pain.

“Oh, oh, oh…”

As the needle pierced her nipple, Kara’s gasps turned to groans, rising in pitch and sound. By the look on her face, she was just as surprised as he was, but she couldn’t seem to stop herself.

Was someone going to hear? The cabins were big, but she was getting louder and louder! Richard looked around, casting his gaze across the room for anything in sight. Where was that damn gag she’d come with?

His eyes caught on one of the toys that had spilled from the machine. Not exactly a gag, but it would do in a pinch! One of his hands continued to work the piercing, the other gripped the toy, a plastic phallus which he brought up to Kara’s mouth.

She was moaning and gasping. Twisting and writhing on his lap, her eyes opened when she felt the tip of the toy, and for a moment, he thought she might resist. But she swallowed it greedily, taking it into her mouth. Sucking on it furiously, like it was a real cock.

The sight sent fire blazing through him.

The first piercing was now in place. Time for the second.

Kara squealed around her makeshift gag, her body tensing as the needle pressed against the sensitive skin of her other nipple. Pleasure was flooding her, she spread her legs, and Richard’s free hand drifted lower and lower.

His fingers brushed her pussy. She was so wet. Her lower lips were so hot, like they were burning up. He couldn’t help but tease her, rubbing his fingers back and forth as her gagged moans degenerated into helpless whines of pleasure.

The second piercing worked through her nipple. Kara’s back arched, and her eyes went wide. Even with the gag, the sounds she was making…!

Richard’s hand worked between her legs, stroking her folds, exploring her womanhood. Her clit was pink and ready, engorged and throbbing from under the cover of its hood. He hesitated for only a second before his fingers closed around it. Brushing it so, so lightly.

But it was still more than enough to make Kara’s whole body clench.

He couldn’t help it now. He was going further, caught in the moment. Richard couldn’t believe the words that came out of his mouth as he leaned forward, whispering into her ear.

“Are you enjoying this, Kara? You belong to me now, don’t you? You chose me as your master, and that means that I’m allowed to do whatever I want to you now.”

Her body spasmed. His fingers were exploring her pussy now. Pushing into her, penetrating her. Making her twitch and throb with lust. His other hand was stroking her breast, gently curling around the piercings so as not to cause too much pain. Not that it mattered, thanks to her conditioning, this pain was pleasure to her.

She was gagging on the toy, sucking on it furiously, her face was crimson red. The jewelled nipple piercings blazed with the same inner light as her choker.

“You’re mine,” Richard whispered. “All mine.”

Unable to speak, she could only nod. His fingers moved faster and faster, Kara trembled, her ecstasy growing stronger. Her gasping moans around the toy became ever more ****. Her pussy clenched around his digits, his other hand closing about her breast. Feeling it, rubbing it, stroking and caressing it.

Kara threw her head back suddenly, her body growing taut. A spasm of something lanced through her. He’d seen this before, back in the cargo bay.

“You came, didn’t you?”

She wordlessly nodded, her face was almost as red as her hair.

She’d calmed down a little, so Richard reached for her toy, pulling it from her mouth. Strands of drool tied it to her, snapping one by one. She was breathing fast and hard.

“That…that felt so good…” She said, “Richard…master…”

“We’re not done yet,” Richard told her. “You’ve had your fun, but what about me?”

He reached for his pants, undoing them and allowing his cock to spring forward. It was hard. Throbbing. Stiff as it had ever been. Kara eyed it. She was on her knees now, her hands still bound. Between his legs, she feasted her eyes on his manhood.

“Yes, sir.” She said, “Master, please let me service you like a good **** should.”

Before he could answer, she lowered herself, her lips closed around the tip of his cock. It was like a bolt of lightning earthing itself in his spine! Her mouth was warm, her lips were tight. Her tongue teased his shaft as she engulfed more and more of his length.

Now it was his turn to moan. Maybe it was the conditioning. Maybe she had experience. Maybe it was just natural talent, but Kara was good with her mouth. She used her lips, her tongue, her throat and even her teeth to gently brush and stimulate his shaft. She seemed able to take it all, and as soon as she did, she started to pump her head back and forth. Her tongue stroked and caressed his length, playing with his tip every time she moved.

Richard groaned, and before he knew it, his hand stretched out. His fingers curled through her ginger hair. The feel of her mouth felt so good around his cock. So wet and warm.

She was gagging now, gasping, her head bobbing back and forth as his hand allowed it. His fingers wrapped around her skull, and the feeling of her motions filled him with heat and lust. He could see her emerald eyes, so big and wide. Her fine face, her petite features. The corset which pressed her breasts outwards, and the tight, nylon stockings that clad her legs.

And her mouth was wrapped around his cock!

Richard groaned. He could feel a tightness growing between his legs. A tingling anticipation. His cock throbbing, Kara’s ministrations driving him right to the very edge.

He came. The feeling rose through his body from the base of his cock. Ecstasy sparked and leapt and licked at his nerves. The climax roared in his ears, and Kara kept going; milking his cock with her mouth. Her head bobbed back and forth earnestly as she drank his cum, swallowing it to the last drop. When there was nothing left, she looked up to him. Her eyes sparkled, and she raised her head. His cock was wet with her saliva, still twitching in the throes of the orgasm.

“Master,” she said softly. “That was so good…”

“It worked then? I’m your master now? Officially, I mean?”

“I…I think so. It feels right in a way that it didn’t before. When I drank your cum, I think that was the last thing I needed for the conditioning to take.”

“Weird thing to make the trigger.”

“Any big act would have done it. You could have fucked me, or fingered me, or made me cum… as long as you were the one in charge it would have worked. But you made me suck you off and drink your cum instead.”

“Hey, you didn’t exactly seem upset by it.”

“I didn’t say I say,” She said with a small smile. “It tasted good…”

“Conditioning again?”

“Um, yes. Of course. What else would it be?”

There was a blush to her face as she looked away. Richard chuckled, but the mood only lasted for a moment.

“What are we going to do now?” She asked him softly. “That was fun but…my master - my old master - they’re going to look for me when they realise what happened. You can’t hide me for the whole journey. You know that whoever it is paid a lot of money to have me made like this. You could be in danger.”

He scoffed.

“I’m always in danger, Kara. I’m a mercenary, remember? You think I got into that life thinking I wouldn’t make enemies?”

“Powerful enemies, Richard. Very, very powerful.”

“Let me guess though. You can’t say who?”

She shook her head.

“Maybe it would have been better for you if you hadn’t found me…”

“None of that,” He wrapped her gently on the forehead. “No **** of mine is going to start talking down about herself like that. Especially if she’s only a pretend ****.”

He smiled to show he was joking, but above that smirk, his eyes were fierce.

“No one is going to take you back. Now I admit, as a lot of people figure it, I ain’t the most reliable guy around. I make my living fighting one way or another. I do things that, well, aren’t always the most legal. I work for the highest bidder and I don’t ask questions. Yeah, if you asked most people, I’d be painted as a bad guy for sure.”

“And if I asked you?” Kara cocked her head to the side. “What would you say?”

“I’d say that they’re right! I’m a bad guy, but a bad guy who knows a trick or two. And even I have standards.”

He drew out the gun, the man-stopper. Its fat barrel gleamed.

“Now listen to me here, Kara. Ain’t no one coming to get you while I’m around. And we’re not going to be staying here for the whole trip.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve been thinking on it. There’s a way out for both of us.”

“The lifeboats? You’ll never get them to work. They’re guarded by automatons and live crew as well, plus you’d need the captain’s authorization. And we’d need to take the machine. There’s no way you’d be able to sneak that there and not be noticed.”

“Smart girl, but I’m not talking about the lifeboats. There’s one other way off the ship.”

Kara’s eyes widened.

“The captain’s yacht!”

“Bingo. That thing is kept in a separate compartment near the aft of the ship. Far away from anything the passengers could screw with. Navy ship or passenger liner, one thing that all steamship crews agreed on: never trust passengers not to make a bloody mess. Sometimes literally. So the captain’s yacht will be in its own separate hangar. It’ll be guarded by automatons but, you know, I get the feeling that won’t be a problem for us.”

He looked down at the signet ring he was wearing.

“So we just take it and go? I don’t know about you, but I can’t exactly fly a steam yacht, Richard!”

“Shocking. And here I was thinking you could get any machine to work,” Richard’s grin was teasing. Kara coloured, but before she could reply, he spoke again.

“I can fly the yacht. What? Don’t look surprised. You know my past. Or you guessed enough. Civilian yachts aren’t that different from military-issue. I’m not gonna be able to do any fancy flying, but I can get it from point A to B. With only a little bumping into things.”

“Hopefully no bumping, Richard! We’re in the sky!”

“Hey, mountains can be tricky sometimes! You never know.”

Kara still looked doubtful, but there was a trace of hope in her voice now.

“What about afterwards? Where could we go? The people who own me… they’re powerful and rich. They’ll look. They’ll keep looking. Nowhere in the empire is safe.”

“We’ll go outside the empire,” Richard said. “I know some people who owe me some favours. Not good people. Definitely not good people. People that I didn’t wanna ever see again in fact. But powerful people too. They might look for you, but they’re not gonna find you. And while they do, I’m going to be looking for them.”

“Richard Gearheart, are you plotting a scheme against some of the most powerful people in the Empire?”

He grinned, shooting her a cocky look.

“Only if they make me. What? Didn’t anyone ever tell you? If there’s one flaw I have, which is bullshit because we both know I have a ton, but if there is one major flaw it’s that I don’t know how to back down. Truthfully, I don’t know exactly what I’ll do once I get you there. But I know that we can keep you hidden while I figure out our next step.”

“It seems you’ve thought of everything. I’m impressed.”

“I’ve thought of nothing,” Richard laughed. “I’m making it all up as I go. But I am good at that. Been doing it all my life. I don’t think I am about to lose my knack for it now.”

“One last question then…” Kara looked at him, his eyes drank in the sight of her naked body. Of her breasts, her pink nipples, her green eyes and freckled face.

“Ask.”

“Are you gonna uncuff my hands now?”

“Well, eventually. But why hurry?”

He moved one arm towards her, his hands played through her ginger hair, fingers stroking her soft skin.

“We have all night.”