He's in cahoots with the pirates

"The boy and his slut sister are on their way." Steel announced. "Right."

He listened to the response. "Just hold them until I get there." Steel commandeered another small pod. He didn't want to alert the kids to his presence by moving the big ship close to the scene of the crime.

Steel?s thick, stiff cock tingled with need. He decided to take a minute to finish viewing the video of Adam and his mother.

Torque was the alien captain of a band of space pirates that had been terrorizing this end of the galaxy for a number of years now. They had built up quite a reputation, not only for their ruthless acquisition of treasure from wandering commercial vessels, but for their penchant to sexually use any female crew or passengers.

Every space merchant bore constantly in mind the danger and had heard numerous horror stories of being boarded by these brigands. Torque, an uncommonly savvy Gordian, was as clever as he was ruthless. He commanded a troop of humanoids and Gordians that yielded to his leadership, and enjoyed the spoils of victory. The males were treated to both alien and human female booty on a regular basis, a prerequisite for staying sane amongst a band of males in lonely space.

Torque was lizard-like biped with a larger brain than most reptilian hybrids. His large, round head featured a mouth with a long, reptilian tongue as well as sharp and numerous incisors. He stood erect with a two foot tail, which was counterbalanced by a similarly thick and long fucking prong which even in its flaccid state was hard to hide in any pants he might happen to come across.

For this reason he kept an opening both in the back and the front of his uniform pants for both swinging appendages to have their sway depending upon the occasion. Gordians had a prodigious need for regular sexual relations occasioned by an unusually high sperm production. At one point several hundreds of years ago the Gordians had almost become extinct and had so developed a propensity to mate extremely frequently in order to survive.

As a result, Torque and his entourage were almost always hard and horny. To keep the pressure off their always blue balls, the pirates had secured a bevy of beautiful captives from ships and planets they'd raided. Although these females were given great medical care, nourishment and rest, a number generally died or went insane from the constant sexual needs of the crew. Torque was continually raiding settlements and ships for fresh female pootang.

Upon boarding Linda's ship, the Princess, Torque had been **** to yield the voluptuous Linda Carter to his first mate, Chanta. Steel had promised him the younger Carter would be a virgin well worth the wait. His first view of the stacked mother had sent his arteries pulsing hot blood into his monster shaft. As he viewed her big tits bouncing against the heroic restraint of her tiny bikini top, his huge member could be seen sliding out of his front hole and rising to rock hardness. The sexy mother had tried to run at first and then fought bravely until restrained by two mammoth Gordians.

One 6 and a half foot alien pulled back on Linda's arms, thrusting her heaving tits forward, making them seem even more enormous on her trim frame. The other Gordian held her wiggling legs, enjoying pawing the toned, tan limbs which seemed to go on forever from her curvy hips.

"Unhand me, you brutes!" the sexy mother cried, looking down in horror as her skimpy bikini suit slid and twisted, revealing the naked expanses of her pliant breasts and firm ass. She struggled to keep some modesty in the struggle, but the creatures were obviously already greatly aroused by the sight of her curvy treasures bouncing around in her impossibly small outfit.

Torque let Chanta, and two of his mates take her into one of the ship's antechambers on the condition that the rest of the crew would be able to view the action on the big video screen in the main hangar. Even now, the crew was hooting and whistling as they witnessed the hot MILF 's half naked body struggling against her bonds.

"Bitch has spirit!" Chanta quipped, pulling a large, shining needle from a kit and plunging the syringe into the sexy mom's tight ass.

"Ohhhh..." The effect on Linda was immediate. Her swinging arms and legs went into slow motion. Her struggles were like moving through hardening cement, while at the same time she felt a sudden wave of pleasure and relaxation. The **** surged to her brain and announced to her brain that all was well and she should just stop fighting.