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Now there were rippling muscles beneath that white skin. And the bulge in his black leather pants was no less prodigious than the captain’s.“From the physical upgrades,” the captain said calmly, “it would appear that our intruders are expecting us to be a part of some weird BDSM sex scene.” “Cap... tain,” the ensign stuttered out. A large leather paddle had appeared in his hand. “I’m not in control of my body,” he said slowly. His fear was causing his voice to waver slightly. “This lap dancing is the captain speaking,” Captain Humatha said loudly into his comlink. “Computer priority command code November, Uniform, Niner, Niner, Six, Alpha, Five.” He paused as if struggling to speak, then continued slowly with great effort, “Computer, put all ship’s systems on safety protocol zero, zero, zero, zero. Authorization code, Whiskey, Tango, Foxtrot, India, Golf, Oscar.” He grimaced slightly as he gave the authorization code. WTFIGO had been sort of a joke when he set up the protocol commands– What The Fuck Is Going On– but now that he actually had to authorize this extreme command, he could see no humor in the letters. The lights dimmed slightly and the hum of machinery and equipment faded to a dull murmur as the ship went nearly quiet. Almost all functions except life support and communications were now locked out and, after a short burst of the engines, all forward motion was ceased. They now effectively drifted, motionless in space. Protocol zero, zero, zero, zero was a preplanned emergency setting should the ship ever be taken out of the control of the crew by an intruder. The only protocol more severe was niner, niner, niner, nine– self destruct. Unlike the self-destruct, however, no one on board The Invincible could countermand the lock-out protocol or reactivate any of the locked out systems. It would take an external signal from a fleet command-level Space Council ship to override the lockout... or activate the self-destruct. A brilliant flash of light visible from the command deck assured the captain that an ultra-burst distress signal had been sent back to the nearest star base. A muffled “whoosh” and a trail of fire confirmed that an emergency log capsule had also been launched. The ultra-burst would be received in a few days. The log capsule would take many months to arrive at the distant star base, but would more likely be picked up in much less time by the rescue ships which would soon be on their way. The rescue ships themselves, however, still would not arrive at the Invincible for five to seven months, even at full emergency speed. When you are exploring the outer reaches of the galaxy, help is not hours– or even days– away, and rescue is usually a matter of searching for survivors who might still be alive in life pods. “Whoever, or whatever, you are,” the captain said loudly, “you cannot gain control of the ship. And if we are not released and fully in control of the Invincible by the time the rescue ships arrive, their only choices will be permanent quarantine... or destruction.” “We do not need your ship,” a voice replied. Captain Humatha was unsure whether it came from the console speakers or was just from inside his head. It continued, “And we will be gone long before your rescue fleet arrives.” He remained silent, but Communications Officer Tiffin, spoke up. “What do they want?” he asked nervously. The ensign was still at his communications console, but he, too, was now dressed in a black outfit similar to the captain’s. For some reason, that outfit, in addition to Dwayne’s disheveled mop of bright orange hair and a slightly darker orange beard, made him look lapdancing like he would be more at home on a pirate ship from days of yore. “My question exactly,” the captain said firmly. “What do you want of us?” The voice replied. “When we have satisfied our needs, we will release your bodies... and your ship.” The voice paused for a moment and then continued. “We have searched the ship’s databases,” it said slowly. “One of your ancient philosopher’s, Confucius, once said, ‘If rape is inevitable, relax and enjoy it.’” “Confucius never said that,” Fin Gtho yelled loudly from where she was strapped to the spanking... or fucking... or whatever... shelves. “But it may be good advice for the situation,” the captain said as his arm started slowly swinging the bullwhip that was gripped in his hand. She was so warm, so tight, so erotic that, despite not moving, I was going to climax. Being fucked up the butt eleven times in one night was not her ideal situation but she trusted them enough that they weren’t doing it sadistically, that if she seemed distressed or in any danger they would have called things off. I have to say the white lace on my mocha-colored skin made poor old Stan's eyes about bug out of his face when I seductively slid my lapdancing sundress down onto his living room floor. I have a friend over at the moment.” A while later the screams from the dying robbers had lap dancing stopped and I opened my eyes as I heard a person approaching. It's just too dangerous. Most girls in that age group are very pretty, indeed. “Oh come on, you can’t call that ghost or whatever it is a superhero…” Nicole says. I’d only got about a third of the way down when I got hit with a big one. "Oh yeah," said Ella sarcastically. High-elves and orcs were actually more alike than we wanted to admit, but dark-elves were a different thing entirely. I got the sudden feeling I had said the wrong thing. It would take few days for her body to be marks free I thought. The need to unload was strong and I embedded myself into him. “Like that do you Sarah? Time Manipulation Mind Control

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