You awaken first.

The first thing you become aware of when your consciousness returns is the pounding ache in your head; the second is that you are laying face up on a cold, hard, metal surface and something warm and soft is resting against your side. You **** open your eyes and immediately snap them shut again as the bright lights above you send a stab of pain through you; squinting, you open them again and glance around, taking in the tranquilizer gun, the two sets of clothing strewn about the white walled cell and the sleeping redhead pressed against your side, one slim arm draped across your breasts.

You can feel yourself growing hard once again as you slowly run your dark eyes up and down Doe’s sleeping form; pirate or not she possessed a truly incredible body with long, slender legs; a taut, muscular stomach below full breasts capped with small red nipples, a tight pussy and a long, thick cock dangling between her legs.

One more for the road then you think, smiling cruelly as you slither out from beneath Doe’s arm, tossing your clothes outside of the cell and the treacherous tranquilizer gun follows a heartbeat later; Doe stirs in her sleep beside you, rolling onto her back with a sleepy mumble. Your smile widens even more as you lower your head to between her legs and take her soft cock in your mouth, slowly bobbing your head up and down on her cock as you gently trace the outer lips of her slowly moistening pussy with delicate fingers.

She gives a soft groan and stirs in her sleep, her single eyelid fluttering gently; but thankfully she doesn’t wake as you gently slide her legs further and further apart and shift into position between them; never letting up on your gentle stroking of her damp labia or your sucking of her now iron hard cock.

You raise your head away from her cock and shift position slightly, taking her slender wrists in your hand and looking down on her sleeping face with a smirk Now you think smile widening again as you suddenly slam your cock forward into Doe’s pussy, driving half your length into her in a single stroke. She gives off a groan as your cock enters her but that groan changes to a furious snarl as she wakes and sees just who is fucking her.

“You bitch, I will kill you for this” she groans, writhing on the floor beneath you as you slam you cock into her again and again, her beautiful face is flushed red with lust but you are not blind to the venomous hatred that is glimmering in her poison green eye. A sharp squeal bursts from her lips as your free hand wraps around her straining cock and begins stroking it frantically

“Oh fuck yes!” Doe screamed a few moments later as she finally came; her cock sprays jet after jet of thick semen all across her breasts and stomach and her pussy clenches tightly around your own cock as she thrashes beneath you, wailing at the top of her lungs; a moment later you give a victorious howl of your own as you fire blast after blast of cum into the depths of her tight vagina.

She only lays there staring after you coldly as you climb to your feet and smirk down at her before crossing the room and re-establishing the **** filed with a few taps of the buttons, the air ripples with a blue-purple light as the field re-establishes itself. You quickly pull on your clothes and stuff the tranquilliser gun back into its holster; pausing at the door to the hallway you look back at her “I will have my cabin boy bring you some food soon, make sure you eat it all, I suspect you will be eating for two soon enough” her howl of fury is still echoing off the walls as you casually stroll out of the brig, smiling widely.

You pull the silvery, short ranged communication device from your belt and speak into the fist sized orb as you stride down the narrow metal walled corridor, ordering your cabin boy to send a plate of food from the galley to Doe in the brig; your stomach growls softly and you realize just how hungry you are; and you give the orders to have another tray of hot food sent to your own quarters, along with a bottle of chilled wine.

As you wait for the lift car to deliver you to your quarters, a sudden suspicion flashes to your mind and you raise the communications device to your lips once again; this time to change the plate of food for the prisoner to something that doesn’t require utensils of any kind, no sense in giving her something she can use as a weapon when I visit her again you muse to yourself as the lift car slows to a halt.

The meal waiting for you turns out to be jorea ribs with savva rice and the wine, a vintage taken as spoils from a battle a few months ago; turned out to be excellent. When you have finished eating you gratefully strip off your rather grimy uniform and take a long, hot shower in the small bathing chamber that is attached to your quarters, as you soaped yourself up you reveled a little in the feel of the hot water on your bare skin.

Both private bath rooms and heated water were something off a luxury, a perk that none but the officers had access to on board a battleship; it just wasn’t efficient to heat enough water for each and every crewman so the lower ranks were **** to make do with both cold showers and communal wash areas unless the ship was docked at a star port.

Your shower now over, you have turned off the water and are in the midst of toweling yourself dry when there is a loud chime from the main room; someone is at the door to your quarters and was requesting entry...