“Okay, so let's go over the plan?” Captain John Broad looked conspiratorially at Kara his First Mate. They were stood in the corridor outside the captain's quarters that was now being claimed by the pirates as their own. “I go in there, distract them with my...charms...maybe dance a little, get naked...and then what? Snatch one of their phasers? Slit their throats? Grab the keys to their vessel and run for it? Or will you and Ally burst in when they least expect it?”
“May I suggest reverse space cowgirl?” Kara grinned as what was once her captain stared back blankly. “I mean, it's great for getting nice and deep and the reduced gravity will mean those big strong pirate men will have no problems bouncing you up and down like a beach ball on Pluto. If you think you were horny in the cargo hold, trust me, you are in for a treat. Although, I suppose I am not sure where that new pussy actually leads to...but I can make an educated guess...”
“You mean...?” John looked back at her in horror – a pair of bunny ears flopped pathetically atop his tangled hair. Kara and Ally had spent the last half an hour preparing him for their plan – one which the captain had assumed had involved their escape. They had dressed him from a menagerie of outfits in a crate that had accompanied the bodysuits in the hold, and intentionally selected the most demeaning, humiliating one they could find – a skimpy latex bra and thong set complete with a translucent excuse for a skirt. The captain turned to face her, his eyes hard and his breasts floating around in their flimsy cups in the reduced gravity. “You ungrateful bitch...after everything I have done for you... Well, if you think I am just going to go in there and debase myself, you...”
“Oh?” Kara raised an eyebrow as she produced a tiny device from her pocket. She smirked as the captain's sentence trailed off into a long orgasmic scream. The bodysuit was state-of-the-art and its perks were near instant. Just one click of the key-fob and there was sweat on his brow, a tremble in his lips and a buckle in his knees. She clicked it once more for good measure and the voluptuous creature in the bunny ears had to steady herself on the ship's wall while grunting like a pig. “I take it your resistance is already broken,” the First Mate nodded. “Good thing too – the pirates are sparing us and our ship and taking you instead. We've assured them that you can satisfy their every need, and if you can't, they've got plenty of these things.” She pressed the device again and the captain's body bucked wildly – his hands clamoured desperately for the crotch of the bodysuit but they shook so much with ecstasy he couldn't part the slit in the crotchless panties. “You told me I had to sleep with the captain to get ahead,” Kara shook her head, “and that's what I did... But now it looks like it is your turn...only you have two captains to please. And if I were you, I really would try to please them. If you don't, you will probably find yourself sold to some space brothel in the outer colonies. So...” Kara opened the door to the captain's quarters with one hand and clicked the device once more. John doubled over with a loud moan as his First Mate spanked him hard across his bare ass and pushed him inside. “Go get 'em, Tiger!”
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