Hartwell Zul

Walking into the room was one of the most imposing men Katherine had ever seen. His physique was muscular, but not overly so. He stood well over two meters tall. He wore a suit that vaguely resembled a business suit, but it was designed to give off a more relaxed feel. His hair was cropped in a medium-length style, framing his angular face in such a way that it drew attention to his sharp eyes.

His entire stance and calm demeanour radiated confidence and superiority. This was a man used to getting his way, and who expected total obedience from those who served under him. She knew this man well; Hartwell Zul, the current leader of The unity of free planets, and the most notorious pirate leader in the explored galaxy.

Katherine watched with growing dread as Zul approached her, his cold gaze moving to take in every inch of her body. She instinctually tried to shield her breasts and pussy from his eyes, but the leather cuffs held her in her exposed position. She noticed the Amazones step away as he approached, and even Haylee had dropped her arrogant stance to a more subservient one, such was the strength of his presence. He circled her bound form once, and her discomfort grew as he remained silent all throughout his inspection. When he ended up back in front of her, he spoke for the first time. His voice was smooth and controlled, and like his physical presence, it radiated power.

"This is her?" A simple nod from Haylee confirmed his question. "Excellent, as agreed, your ships get premium docking rights in our territory for the next standard year, as well as a single retrofit to our latest technologies."

Katherine was blown away by the amount of money that was being transferred here. She was no expert on what it would cost to retrofit a single ship, but the amount was well into the millions. And free docking rights for the entire Amazone fleet, for one year? That by itself would be a small fortune. Whatever Zul wanted from her, he was willing to pay some serious credits for it. Somehow, she thought that he wanted more from her than just a simple sex ****.

He reached out to cup one of her breasts and one of the Amazones made to stop him, but a simple look in her direction had her stand down. His hand took hold of her supple breast, and as he began to massage and grope it, a soft moan of pleasure escaped from her gagged mouth. the nanites coursing through her body had never stopped their programmed job of building her towards orgasm, so her body was primed for release. He tweaked her hard nipple, and Kat's moans of pleasure turned into a sharp grunt of pain, before going back to pleasure as even that felt good to her. His free hand grabbed her by the back of her head, and he turned her face to look into her eyes. His other hand left her breast, and a second later, touched between her legs.

Katherine tried to shake her head in denial, but his grip was like steel, and his eyes locked her own blue eyes in place. Two fingers disappeared into her pussy, and Kat let out a long deep moan of pleasure. His thumb pressed against her clit, and she involuntarily pressed her hips out to get more friction against her aching sex. Staring into Zul's emotionless eyes, Katherine felt the arousal and need coarse through her body. In mere moments, his fingers had her dangling on the edge of what would be a mind-blowing orgasm. But no matter how long his fingers worked her pussy, nothing happened. her moans turned into pleas, and her eyes took on a hint of desperation. Seconds turned into minutes, and the only sound in the room was the wet squelching of her soaked pussy as his fingers continued to fuck her, and her growing moans and wails. She was drowning in pleasure, lost in a sea of endless euphoria, and she was about to lose herself to it. But suddenly, everything stopped, and the fingers left her wet pussy.

She made a disappointed grunt as the sudden emptiness between her legs made her crave for more. That the nanites ensured she stayed at that maddening edge did not help matters either.

"Secure her for transport, and bring her to my ship. You did good, as always. And I hope we can continue to count on your professionalism for future jobs."

Haylee give a simple nod in understanding, and with a quick wave of her hand, spurred the other Amazones into action. First, they released her ankles from the poles, and attached the cuffs together, locking her feet against each other. Next, they placed a round metal bar just above her hips and locked it seamlessly. Hanging from both sides, were metal rings, and they attached her wrist cuffs to it. Kat gave them an experimental pull, but the metal held firm, and she was far too weak to **** the restraints apart.

They put her onto a gurney that had been brought inside by one of the two ****-girls, and they promptly began to cart her out of the room. She saw clean white walls on either side, with the occasional door leading who knows where. After several minutes of silence, minutes Kat spent squirming on the gurney as her body was kept in a perpetual state of near orgasm, they walked through a large door, into an even larger room.

She was laid on her back inside a coffin-like box, and soft leather bands were strapped across her body to keep her in place. A face mask was put over her nose and mouth, and the hose was being connected to a canister worked into the side of the coffin. One of the Amazones pulled out a decently sized dildo from somewhere, and after some effort, managed to push it into her dripping slit. She turned the valve on the canister a few times, and a sweet gas was beginning to enter the mask. They closed the lid over the coffin, sealing her in total darkness and complete silence. The only thing she could focus on was the sweet smell and taste in her nose and mouth, her pussy that kept convulsing around the motionless dildo, and the ever-present need raging inside her core.

She felt some shocks as the coffin was being moved, and a few minutes later the telltale sound of a stasis field being activated told her the ship she was being loaded on had left and was beginning its journey towards its next destination. Wherever that may be, Katherine doubted it would be good for her.