Strip search

You are led through a maze of corridors. The grated floors and pipes and valves running along the walls serve as a reminder of the ship's age. The Red Empress is a ship of some renown; a relic from the Antican Secession centuries ago when a loose alliance of border worlds tried to break off from the Terran Commonwealth.

No one is quite sure how it ended up in Cale's hands; some say that she was the original captain of the ship when it joined the Anticans. Maybe you'll be able to find out from the captain, yourself. That is, if you survive.

The short brunette finally stops in one corridor lined with round, sliding metal doors. Opening one, she pushes you through. She follows in with two guards. It's a bare, metal room with one rickety metal table, an old chair, and a padded bench off to the side. The walls are old and rusted. The girl sits in the chair and one of the guards pushes you towards the table. Looking over at the guards, you realize that they're both female. One is a La'Shorran, a human-like species with green skin tones, fangs, and large, leathery bat wings. This one takes off her helmet, revealing a head of short, purple hair. She gives you an evil grin.

The other guard is a Thraxan, a species indistinguishable from humans if not for their inhuman skin tones. Thraxans only come in two skin tones, pale white or pitch black. This one is pitch black, with the muscular body of a warrior. She takes off her helmet, as well. Her long, red hair is tied up in a topknot. She regards you dispassionately as you admire her figure and the shape of her melons.

You turn back to see the human girl with a smirk on her face. "Strip," she says. Knowing better than to piss her off, you immediately disrobe. Standing there in the nude, you see the human girl's eyes travel downwards and finally settling on your package. "Looks like this'll be a fun one, girls." The girl lights up a cigarette. "Sinda, Zeska, search him for any hidden weapons." The Thraxan puts her rifle on the table and then immediately steps behind you. Locking a muscled arm around your throat, she applies pressure but doesn't completely cut off your air. The La'Shorran flaps her wings a couple of times before tucking them in on her back, and she puts her rifle on the table, as well. Removing a fingerless glove from her right hand, she stands in front of you and rubs her hand on your chest. She then runs her hand down your side, giving a hard slap when her hand reaches your butt cheek. She then runs her finger along the crack of your ass as her other hand begins stroking your inner thigh.

You can smell a strong, musky scent emanating from the La'Shorran, and you're not sure but you think she might be aroused. You know that you are, as your cock begins to stand at attention. Her ungloved hand moves to grab your cock. She gives it a squeeze and begins stroking it while her other hand fondles your balls. Her red eyes look into yours as she gives you a fanged smile.

"Zeska," the human says. The La'Shorran turns to look at her, still stroking and caressing you. "I want to see you try something else."