” The command was firm, but in her dazed and sore state Nikita didn’t react fast enough. Max gripped her hair and slapped her across the face. It...stung, physically and psychologically. The message was driven home. Nikita had agreed to do whatever Max wanted tonight, and she was going to be held to her agreement. “Sorry Sir.” Nikita mumbled as she got on all fours. She arched her back and dropped her hips, placing her head on the cold concrete floor. She reached her arms back and grabbed her. Dan sucked in a deep breath, it did feel very good to have a hot mouth wrapped around his cock, he couldn't argue there. "Look, Carl, I'm very nervous about all of this. I'm afraid someone will come upon us here and it would ruin me to get caught." Carl pulled his mouth off, a slight 'pop' as the suction was broken, "Look, Dan, I have to have this cock, I NEED it. I'll tell you what, if you pay half, we'll get a room. No one will catch us in the room, right?" Dan's mind reeled, could he go. He'd already added personal letters for his family back on Atlantis, as had the rest of Archerfish's crew."Personal note to Commander Marcie Haywood, Confederacy Navy. 'You make tasty fish.'" She'd appreciate that. They'd joked about how "tasty" this new sort of ship, all to be named after fish, would turn out to be."Captain!" called Charlie. "Engine trails spotted." Very well, I'm coming."Captain Koenig and his crew had learnt to love the Sa'arm propulsion system. It was primitive and threw. It was all so odd! The old man had really creeped meout. I decided to just get the hell out of there. I would head home andget to bed.Stumbling along as best I could, I noticed a stunning woman walking inthe opposite direction. She wasn't much older than me, in her latetwenties perhaps. She had shoulder length brown hair and a cherubicface, quite cute. She wore a black turtleneck sweater over her amplechest, and a red wool pea-coat over that, opened slightly. She had on ashort black skirt with.