Two days later.....

Calvo fought to maintain his concentration as he walked behind the guardswomen, stungun levelled at their backs. The coastal plain had now given way to something more like a swamp jungle, and despie Tau-Ceti's miserly lack of warmth, thousands of volcanic vents and bubbling hot springs pumped heat in to the air. This sulphurous warmth was held close to the surface by the unbroken jungle canopy, which meant that Calvo and his prisoners had to fight through steaming, tropical heat on this freezing, benighted world. He did not find the irony amusing in the least.

The uniforms of the guards were now no longer pristine and white, but stained and torn, and the women themselves were sweat sheened and ****. To Calvo's eyes this only made them more desireable. He watched the Guard Captain's gorgeous, tight buttocks flex as she walked, her hands bound at the small of her back. The Oriantal girl's was so sweat soaked that the pouting jut of her small breasts and dark nipples could plainly be seen, and.....

His thoughts were shattered by a piercing, **** scream....