Set Course for Tramis X

Kirchner's last cries still echo in your mind as you approach the battleship's bridge. Quite the same as ever, the crew is practically bustling around with drilled eficiency, monitoring the myriads of system imputs flowing through the machine spirits. Quietly, you chuckled. Even though you had the power to condemn billions, the Navy Drones paid you no heed as you strode your path towards the Captain's chair, either completely ignoring you, our mumbling the occasional '-nquisitor'.

You were surprised, however, to find the Captain's chair empty. The Crewman monitoring gazes barely comprehends your presence, pointing his thumb over his shoulder.

"The Captain's upstairs at her quarters".

You nod approvinlgy.

"Plot Course for Tramis X."

"But Inquisitor, Sir...."

"Just see it done, boy." You gently pat him on the shoulder, making him shudder a bit as you move past.

When you enter Crick's quarters, you see her standing at some console, bent over a bit, giving you chance to admire her generous cleavage.

"Inquisitor", she says, the steel grey eyes not leaving the control lectern, "What is our next destination?"

"Not bad, Captain." You grin, as you move behind her, "Tramis X. What has given me away?"

"A simple puzzle, inquisitor.", she chuckles"You always have that grin on your face."

You approach her, pressing the blondes slender back against your chest. The heavy, perfumed smell of her blonde hair fills your nose. As your hands trail along her curves a soft moan escapes her lips. Veraina had been one of your latest conquests, in fact. When first assigned to her ship you had deemed the stunning but amazingly competent blonde Captain too professional to even consider a short tête-á-tête. Things had changed, however, when Crick had unintentionally walked into you getting 'briefed' by your adjutant. You grin as you remember the hard plowing you had given Viktoria that evening.

"And of course you always grope my breasts you perv!" She sniggers as your hands unbutton her blue Segmentum Pacificus uniform. She is right, of course, her breasts feel marvelous, the velvet skin gliding softly beneath your daring fingers. She shudders as you tease her nipples.

"Who says void travel should be boring? What were you doing anyway?" you ask, more for the sake of continuing the conversation as your fingertips draw figures of eight around her tips.

"Hm that? Nothing. Just some Intelligence report for sector command. They want to blow up that space station when we are done with it."

It had taken some time till Veraina had approached you after the 'incident'. The scene had been rather cute, the gorgeous blonde seeking you out in your quarters, trying to make a **** pledge for a 'professional relationship'. Unusually generous, you had granted her her wish, only to surprise her with what you called a professional liaision counteroffer. Two Minutes later, you had been thrashing around, wrapped in your bedsheets. Having won that round, you had the loyality of a highly skilled Captain, admired by her Crew and respected by her colleagues, who would suck your cock each evening. Oh, and her husband happened to be the Sector Admiral.

"Really?" She gasps as your Fingers probe her folds, finding them wet. Very wet. "And i just presumed it to be a message to your husband again."

"That old hag can wait after you shagged me, inquisitor. " She leans forward and your hands stride inward over her thighs, spreading her legs for you. You pull out your proud manhood, teasing her juicy folds.

"I never anticipated cuckolding a sector admiral felt this good." You whisper into her ear. With these words, you impale her on your girth with one smooth thrust.

She arches her nude back against you as you establish a rhythm, working your cock into her. Gazing over her shoulder you are able to admire her breasts swinging back and forth with each of your thrusts.

"Guess your old man couldn't do this for you?" you grin, rocking into her, her juicy cunt watering your pole. You quickly had taken a liking to her. Although the Captain didn't have the athlethics Viktoria brought into bed she had an aristrocratic air that made you fuck-crazy. She was not as maleficient as other women you had had, but her warm, clenching cunt took you in like a champ.

You tun her around and push her forward, over the control lectern, your sweat and juices spoiling the console, her cheeks pressing random buttons as you position her legs over your shoulders and let her sink down on your cock again, getting yourself a luscious moan from your newest conquest. As you plow into her you admire the lean body with the jiggling tits which you knead with your hands, the perfect skin glistening with sweat, the arching back as she nears her orgasm.

"No he could not. Nobody could." She wimmers, approaching her high. "Oh by the golden throne fuck me you stud."

You pick her up into your arms, fucking her in the air. For an endless moment there is only the wet slapping of flesh as you hold her up in your arms, pistoning into her tight pussy. Her eyes lock with yours, hers getting a **** expression as she approaches a massive orgasm. Smiling, you slow down a bit.

"Who do you belong to?"

Her eyes become shy suddenly but she is a prisoner of her own lust. You pound into her twat again.

"Who do you belong to?"

A hazy "You" escapes her lips. Again, you violently claim her tunnel. She is practically begging now.

"Who do you belong to, my slut?"

"YOU. I AM YOURS" You violently sheath her on you to the brim, rutting into her like a madman as your combined juices fly from her cunt. "YOU. YOU." Her last words drown in a screaming orgasm as you flood her womb with your virile seed. You grip your teeth as her rapidly clenching cunt rides out her multiorgasm while your rod pumps her full.

Not wanting to part yet, you carry her fucked silly form over and lay onto her bead, you still positioned between her gushing thighs, the night far from over. The blonde beauty puts her hand onto your cheeck.

"You stallion. Feeling how much you came again, how shall i explain it to my husband if you knock me up during our assignment?"

You smile, slowly beginning to move your cock in her cum stained hole again.

"I am an Inquisitor Madam. We take what we want."