Into a cell as things get worse...

Slowly the darkness began to recede as Mai came to. Where was she? What had happened? ... Why did it smell like arm pit?

Finally she cracked open an eye to survey her surroundings. Her eyes shot wide in surprise! She was surrounded by crew mates. All female, she realized with growing dread. She tried to sit up only for the sudden pain in her head to **** her back down.

"Ouch," Mai growned, "what happened?"

A pretty dark skinned ensign nearby knelt beside her to help her into a sitting position. "We were attacked," the other ensign told her, "When they boarded us, at first I thought they were vaporizing personnel; obviously," she said indicating their dark, cramped surroundings, "I was mistaken. They hit you with those beams and it stuns you and transports you here."

Mai coughed as she finally struggled to her feet. "How were we doing?"

"Not good," the ebony ensign replies grimly, "we were dead in space and from the look of things, the Constellation is running pretty low on crew at this point."

As if to emphasize the point, a flash of light announces the arrival of a new girl who crashes helplessly to the floor. Without another word, the ensign moves away to help the new arrival.

Mai takes a moment to survey her surroundings. The room is cramped and getting more full with every arrival. The center of the floor is left relatively bare since it seems to be the destination point for the enemy's transporter weapon. There are already dozens upon dozens of females here; most are covered in sweat or grime from the fierce shipboard battle.

With growing satisfaction, Mai realizes that the key figure on the ship is absent. She double checks before nodding to herself. 'Yup, no sign of the Capt--

A flash announces another girls arrival and a collective gasp runs through the cell. It's the beautiful, if somewhat more mature form of Captain Vareen.

Bruises attest to the difficult fight the Captain put up before her own capture. Mai and a few others no sooner drag her clear from the center of the room when three armor clad figures step into view behind the cell door's energy field.

The lead figure looks the crowd over before pointing towards the Captain; still cradled in Mai's arms. Almost in unison, crew members began stepping between the figure and their Captain. The unspoken message is clear.

"Stop," a weak voice calls out. To Mai's surprise it's from the Captain. Obviously weak, but growing stronger as she realizes the situation her crew is in, Mai helps her to her feet. After taking a moment to compose herself, Vareen steps forward until she is almost nose-to-nose with the lead armored figure. "What do you want?" she demands as Mai watches on.

For a long moment the figure doesn't say anything, instead he only looks her over. Finally a clearly synthesized voice responds. "I want you to service me here, in front of your crew."

Only the slightest hint of surprise crosses Captain Vareen's face as she takes this in. Finally, in as reserved voice as she can muster she responds, "Understand this, we are free people and there is no **** in the universe that will make me do anything of the sort. So if that is you're only reason for capturing us, you might as well space us now."

The leader gives the Captain's body one last look before turning and strolling past the two guards flanking him and out of sight. Captain Vareen lets out a long breath and turns to face her crew. "Alright, we hav--

Her words are cut off as the guards reach through the energy field as if it weren't there and effortlessly yank her through. Half a dozen other girls throw themselves at the field in an effort to help the Captain; but each is thrown backwards by the field into the crowd.

"Stop! Let me go!" the Captain yells as she helplessly struggles against the guard's obviously superior strength. Within seconds she is **** out of sight and with the sound of a closing hatch; she is heard no more.

The next hour is marked by little talking. Nobody wants to talk about what may be happening to Captain Vareen; but nobody can bring themselves to discuss anything else either.

Finally, the sound of a hatch announces the return of the lead armored figure who stands in front of the cell door again.

"Where's Captain Vareen," Mai demands.

The leaders helmeted head turns towards her and stares at her for a moment before he replies, "I'll show you. Come!"

A moment later, Captain Vareen steps into place beside him. Her face is clean of dirt now and her uniform also looks recently cleaned. Mai is so startled by her appearance that it takes her a moment longer to realize that she isn't wearing any restraining cuffs. Despite all of this however, there's something wrong with her. Her eyes seem... vacant somehow. What have they done with her?

The leader nods with approval as he takes in the collective shock of the group. Calmly he reaches down and removes a portion of his armor at his crotch and opens his clothing beneath. As soon as he does a large green dick springs into view; already erect.

'Orion!' Mai realizes. Shit! That most likely makes them slavers.

"Kneel," he commands Captain Vareen who obeys without hesitation. "Good," the leader breathes, "now, suck it, whore."

Mai and the rest of the girls can only watch in horror as a brief moment of hesitation crosses the Captain's features before the apparent programming takes over and she leans forward. With a practiced ease she stuffs the thick green pole between her lips as she begins sucking furiously on it.

"Yeees..." the artificial voice of the suit says as she continues her oral **** on his staff. A growing thrum of voices from the Captain's crew try to get her attention; try to urge her to stop. None are successful however as she continues to blow the Orion **** trader.

"Stop," he commands after a few minutes before turning back toward the Constellation's captive crew without so much as putting his dick away.

"Who will take her place?" he asked, almost casually. No reply came from the crew.

"Alright," he said as he turned back towards Vareen, "**** yourself on my dick." No hesitation crosses her features this time as she eagerly grabs his rod and shoves it as far into her throat as she can manage. She grabs the back of his legs for better leverage and forces his cock still deeper into her throat.

Mai and the rest of the crew can only watch in horror as she Vareen gags around the green flesh but only presses her mouth even tighter against his crotch. After a few moments her eyes begin to bulge and then to roll up into her head as she starts to pass out; yet still her fingers grasp the Orion's legs to hold herself in place. At this rate, Captain Vareen will be dead in moments!

"Stop!" a single female voice finally rings out and it takes Mai a moment to realize that it was herself who had yelled. Taking a deep breath, she continued, "I'll take her place."