Up, towards the bridge and officer's quarters

You feel confident you can handle the stationed security. And you don't want to wander around the ship hoping to stumble over an escape pod. It's best to go where you know an exit will be, so when you come across a ladder that has data cables running up it you stop. You say goodbye to your view of Melodia's ass with a slap that makes her moan and start climbing. Tracing the data cables back to their main line is easy enough as is following it up to the bridge.

The first the technicians know of you is a flash grenade. You burst out of the maintenance hatch a second after. A large hologram displays raw, short and long range signals in the center of the room. This must be a comm room just off of the bridge. They have added variety to their color scheme in this room; it has a few blue stripes in addition to the blood red. Good to know whoever decorated this ship had some imagination. There are two exits, both closed. One has round, reinforced windows that reveal the bridge proper. It is fully staffed. And another slightly larger door that you guess leads to a hallway. In the room a dozen or so dazed officers of varying rank are scattered at work stations. You shoot two sonic blast from your shotgun into the ceiling (more intimidating than inferno rounds and less likely to drip molten metal) with your voice amplified by your helmet, You announce "everyone stay calm and step away from your consoles." You sweep the room with your shotgun. "I am just passing through. If you could all just move into the center of the room please." They reluctantly oblige. While they do so, you repeat your somewhat tired trick and seal the bridge doors shut with your shotgun. You don't want any trouble from that direction. The technicians have formed a huddle, and you hand a hissing sleep-gas grenade to one. They collapse in seconds. On the hip of an **** officer you spot a well made holster and snub-nose revolver that you can't help but loot. Your fingers intentionally brush the other magnum in his pants as you take the nickle-plated weapon. And you go back for one last gentle squeeze once the holster is strapped to your inner thigh.

When the gas is gone, you pull Melodia out of the maintenance hatch, taking care to grope her too. You turn off the voice amplification and quietly order the orange-haired slut to stay behind you. Ready for a fire fight, you open the large exit doors.

Peeking around the corridor you notice three guards taking up defensive positions. Reinforcement beams that make the hallway look like a rib cage give plenty of cover. You look at Melodia, smile, and shove her through the door. Whatever the guard were expecting, a **** girl wearing nothing but a maids head band, a metal thong, and ballet boots, was not it. "Oh my god, please don't shoot!" Melodia waves her hands in the air and teeters forward on the eight inch heels. To their credit, the guards aren't caught completely by surprise. They look at each other, and two of them move forward to 'help.'

They don't get the chance. With practised ease, you spin around the corner and blast both of them in the kill box. Melodia dives behind one of the support beams as you knew she would. But it's an impressive feat in her slutty footwear. Three more guards take up positions behind their friends. You top up the single-use power casings in your shotgun. You switch it to rapid-fire mode and chuck a flash grenade down the hall. Telling your **** to move when you do, you draw your Needler.

Walking in the center of the hall, to draw fire away from your **** slut, you feel like the queen of all badasses. Laser beams dazzle past you, as you stride unafraid towards the guards. The shotgun hangs from its strap from your shoulder as your finger pounds the trigger. Spent energy casings spin away from the shotguns ejection port. The heat from the near constant inferno blasts is almost unbearable to you. It must feel like the gates of hell to your cowering enemies. In you other hand, the Needler unleashes a swarm of barbs. The paralysis barbs aren't explicitly deadly but guaranteed to take someone out of the fight with a minor wound, two, if the fallen soldier gets medical help. You see more guards poke their heads out farther down the hallway. They immediately hide, pretending to not see you. Their comrades, already engaged, make a few half-hearted attempts to shoot you, only managing a few glancing, or otherwise non-threatening, hits. But behind you, you hear a Gavleth roar and agonized metal pleading to not be bent any more.

Nearing a side passage, you see it has the escape pod symbol that can light up to draw panicked crew to safety. Your Needler is empty, so you return it to your thigh. You steady the shotgun with both hands to fire the last few rounds in the magazine. It is dangerously close to overheating so you drop it. Melodia reaches the side passage before you. she huddles like a scared rabbit in between two support beams.

Stepping into the passage, you toss a laser grenade behind you. "We need to keep moving," you say; your eyes examining orange-haired pixie's smooth skin to make sure its still flawless (and because she looks so sexy hugging herself, naked except for the scarcest of fetish gear). You draw your whip and arc pistol; two electrodes automatically fold out from the latter's barrel tip and start to form a cracking white bar between them. The hallway is full of doors labelled with names. You guess you are stomping through the officers' quarters, and you want to be ready for some off duty lieutenant to jump you. Officers can be so testy when they feel their ship threatened.

As if on cue you hear the Gavleth bellow again, this time without the door to dampen the sound. The charging bull rounds the corner after you. He wears a leather officers uniform decorated with insignias and medals. A pistol in one of his four hands strikes you in the center of your armor plate, piercing it before being absorbed by the jumpsuit underneath. In the same instant, a bar fired from your arc pistol hits his chest and sparks outward. You stumble back, but he only stops for a step. Its all you need. Your stun whip dances a circle behind your back, then above your head before finally wrapping around the berserker's neck. With direct access to his spine, the stun energy works fast. In a last effort to be in control, even when he is losing the ability to move, the brute flexes into a sturdy stance. But a tug on the whip still around his neck pulls him to his knees, and he slowly crumples. You don't know if any of your weapons can actually kill the stunned monster, so you keep running.

Melodia has continued down the passage. She is almost halfway to the escape pod bay when a door hisses open and she is jumped by a female Rey-la. The hairless alien is naked except for a tight black t-shirt that does not hide her lack of panties. Her cream colored skin lacked the tattoos most Rey-la have. Of course, most Rey-la would let their ship blow up around them than be seen in such undress. Melodia tries to dodge the bottomless alien, but her heels skid across the shiny floor. She stumbles and ends up sprawled across the floor in an impromptu face-down-ass-up pose.

The Rey-la charges towards you; her breasts and horn-like tentacles bounce with every step. A new bar has formed in your pistol, so you point it at Melodia's attacker. She kicks it aside. Her outstretched leg gives you a clear view of her bare pussy. The bar of electricity splatters uselessly against the wall.

Your whip wraps around her right arm, and you pull her towards you. Stun weapons don't work on Rey-la (something to do with there cold resistance.) She turns her back to you in an effort to get free, but you manage to get your whip arm around her. You drop the whip, and your hand just happens to grab her tit; it feels her lack of bra and pinches her soft nipple. She twists against you, unintentionally grinding her ass against your crotch. You headbutt her. The erogenous nubs on the back of her head absorbs the impact and prevent both of you from being dazed but make the blow painful for her.

You push her forward. A lethal shot hasn't formed it your arc pistol yet, but you fire anyway. The bar impacts her and electricity spreads across her back. She screams and thrusts in pain. You check on Melodia she has stood up and made it several feet farther. You drop a sleep grenade, grab your dropped whip, and dash after her.

The nude ballet-maid is moving as quickly as she can and her dainty jog is adorable, especially the way her full ass wiggles with every step. But you grab her and push her along.

At the end of the passage, the you enter a preparations room. A door on the opposite side of the room opens to a ramp leading down to a bay with at least ten escape pods. The room doesn't have much aside from a console. You point to it and bark "we need a pod ready to launch yesterday." Melodia gets to work without a word. To free up your hand, you slip your whip onto your hip. You position yourself in the doorway and engage at the advancing guards. Alternating between throwing grenades and shooting bars from your arc pistol, you manage to keep the growing number of guards from gaining ground.

During a brief reprieve, you apply a bandage spray to a minor cut your received when a flechette of some sort got close enough to tear your suit and graze your leg. It's the only wound you've received, and it disappears quickly.

After your last laser grenade, you check on your ****. Melodia is chewing on her lip, doing her best to focus on the hologram in front of her, but you can tell the constant arousal from the ever intensifying vibrations in her pussy is getting to her. She has little tells: the occasional glance down, a slight hunch, the way her thighs are almost rubbing together, and the river of juices flowing down them. You need her free from distraction, so you pull out your remote. Two taps later, the tormentor and harness that held it in fall to the ground, spraying a few drops of lady lube.

"Thank you, ma'am," she says while reaching for the still vibrating dildo. "I'll ram 'Freddy' into my cunt. It will only take a few thrusts for me to cum. Then, I'll get back to work."

Did she just name your dildo? "We are in the middle of a firefight," you reminder her.

She begs "please, ma'am, It will only take a few seconds to make me cum."

Apparently you also need to rectify her lack of discipline, if you get out of this. "Bitch," you growl, "if that thing touches your twat, you will feel just how high the voltage goes." It came out a little harsher than you meant; to temper yourself, you add "when we are safe, I will finger fuck you until you beg me to stop."

Incentivized, she gets back to work, but you suddenly have problems of your own; something heavy slams into your back. You look over your shoulder and see a large spike embedded in your armor, topped with a cable. You let go of your remote and, before it hits the ground, draw your katana. Energy glows across its blade. The katana easily cuts through the cable but not before it drags you a foot into the passage.

Exposed, you are bombarded by laser fire that you endure as you dive to cover. Looking back, you see two officers, dressed, unfortunately, have taken up positions in the open doors of their quarters. You carefully aim a shot from your arc pistol to impact the door frame of one of the officers. It hits; and the resulting electrical discharge flings her back into the room.

With the increase in their numbers, the enemy is risking more advancements. To discourage them you jam your final drum of barbs into your Needler. immediately, your foes are a little more skittish; they know the damage your storm of needles can do. There are some attempts to shoot you, but a quick, controlled burst of barbs is enough to scare, or better yet paralyze, any would be hero. For a minute you gain some relative peace. Melodia mutters to herself "administrative access here I come."