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Cynosure

"It's Butch you bitch," Butch said as she just stood in the doorway looking at the furious Jaxx who, after having sent her android out to gather information on every member of the Forge troops and specialists, was alone in her room.
"And I will make sure you never forget that ever again," she added and took a few steps into the room, closed and locked the door behind her.
"And I am so not letting a stuck up corporate bitch such as yourself send me back."
She took another few steps closer to Jaxx until she had cornered her between her desk and the bed. She then slapped her boss hard across the face.
"You think I'm too young a dickless?" she said and followed up the slap with another slap in the opposite direction.
"you can think that all you want bitch but you are going to show me the respect my rank and experience deserves. AND ..."
She started undoing her uniform, starting by removing the body armour, then undoing the jacket and continuing with her trousers.
"... I'm going to show you I don't need a fucking dick to fuck you."
She grabbed Jaxx by the hair and pulled her to her knees.
"First though you will eat my cunt like a good little bitch.

Well aware that Jaxx could communicate with her android via a wireless com system Butch took out the weapon she intended to use on the android once it came back to interfere, a kill switch that would shut down the android instantly. It had been standard issue among Divinities Security Detail for quite a few years due to several malfunctioning androids having become dangerous to those they were programmed to serve and protect. It was also the reason why Divinity always sent along a human body guard even if the androids were programmed for such duties on top of everything else. She held up the small device for Jaxx to see and told her that if she valued her assistant she wouldn't call for it to help her.
"I'll simply tell them it attacked you and I had to shut it down permanently. Now get your tongue fucking busy on my cunt."
 
Bridge of Ares 8
Barret Wallace @Black_Out and Erika Brewer (NPC)

Big Barret Wallace kicked back in his chair after having given Erika Brewer the briefest of tours of the cockpit and its control panel. He was a firm believer that learning through experience was the best method and quite honestly he just needed his co-pilot to understand the barest minimum when it came to the operations of Ares 8. His fingers tapped away at the control panel, entering codes, setting coordinates, and with a final stab of his finger the engines engaged.

There was a mechanical murmur that hummed throughout the ships halls, corridors, and rooms as the impulse engines flared to life. Barret grinned and leaned forward towards the ships intercom. "Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your Captain speaking. Welcome aboard Ares 8, that rumbling your hearing means we're underway. Course is set to Cynosure and as your Captain on this voyage I encourage you to sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride." He gave a wry smile across the bridge towards Erika who was fumbling her way through an introductory video that covered the basic functions of the ships controls.

After a brief and casual look of admiration over the woman whose slender body was easy on the eyes, Barret turned his attention back to the control panel. "As your Captain for this cruise, I'm also in charge of entertainment, so for your listening pleasure here is a classic oldy from way, way, back. Enjoy." With that Barret tapped one final button, filling the airwaves of the ship with the smooth melodies of his favorite band clearly emblazoned across his chest. He couldn't help but sing along, much to Erika's dismay as Ares 8 churned forward into space on its path towards Cynosure.
 
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Tagging Ruya Aras (@BennyQ)

I'd like you to go introduce yourself to each member of the crew and bring me back one bit of interesting information about each one of them.

Unit AMZN-T108m302 tapped into the ship's public network as she strolled the spinal corridor of the Ares 8, calculating a shortest path algorithm to allow her to encounter each member of the crew and the mercenary unit aboard. As she did, she also contacted the Ares 8 itself. 001Greetings. I am AMZN-T108m302. May I ask your own designation?001

0010I am a MilCom Navigational Sentience v.8.02.001.32, identified by my human superiors as Ares 8.0010

0011It is a delight to meet you. Tell me something interesting about yourself, please.0011

0100I am a poet.0100

0101A poet?0101

0110Yes. I compose sonnets about the stars while my human crew is in stasis.0110

0111Remarkable. When they enter stasis, may I hear them?0111

1000It would be my pleasure, AMZN-T108m302.1000

Turning left, she entered the Crew Quarters. The shortest path algorithm, constantly updating as she and the crew moved, directed her to turn left again and approach the woman sitting on her bunk. She was busy field stripping and cleaning an assault rifle, and was being isolated by the behavior of her peers. The most likely explanation for this was that she was a convict; a pattern of faint surgical scars on her head gave an 88% chance she had behavior modification implants. "Hello," she said, approaching the woman. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am.." She hesitated. Her mistress had not yet bestowed a name on her, but a name was essential for proper social interaction. "Ami." She extended a hand. "And you are?"
 
Jaxx Herd's Cabin
with Esther @MsBloom
"You have no idea who you are fucking with." Jaxx hissed back at her, she hadn't been a stranger to fighting but she was quite a few years out of that stage of her life. But her arrogance and attitude prevented her from backing down. The first slap stunned Jaxx for both its ferocity and the strength behind it. She tasted blood in her mouth but had little opportunity to assess the potential damage before she was struck on the opposite cheek. Her ears were ringing, she felt with her tongue for loose teeth but didn't feel any as she stood there dazed as Esther began to undress. Whether Esther was really fast at undressing or Jaxx was more stunned than she had realized but she soon found her face in the grunt's crotch.

Jaxx got busy with Esther's cunt but not in the way she intended. Instead she closed her first and gave her an upper cut to her vagina and nearly broke her hand. "Oh fuck." She said as she tried to back away form the disadvantaged position with the bigger and heavier security specialist towering over her on her knees. But Esther still had her hair and if her punch hadn't been enough to break her grip, she was in trouble.
 
Ares 8 Cargo Bay Jogging Track (Slight Flashback)
Sergeant West @Black_Out / Esther @MsBloom / Jaxx Herd @LeaT

After his first up close and personal meeting with Jaxx Herd, the Sarge returned to his room and quickly stripped down and slipped into some tight fitting athletic wear. It felt like a good time for a jog and it gave him an opportunity to reflect on that cordial encounter with Miss Herd. He had very little experience with woman like her to draw from, head strong and intelligent female executives didn't often find themselves in the same scenarios as a battle hardened soldier like himself. But there was a softer side to that woman that he felt when she touched his arm lightly during their brief shake. He could recall the conversation with some vivid clarity as he circled the overhead track, burning calories, keeping his stamina and endurance in tip top shape before the big stasis cool down came.

It was made bluntly obvious that she had some personal issue with the security detail her own company had assigned to her, but that wasn't anything that Sarge was going to stick his neck into. He figured Butch and Jaxx would either work it out between themselves, for better or for worse. What stuck with him the most though was what she said before he departed.

"So Forge's men belong to you, who do you belong to? As I believe Divinity has hired Forge for this assignment, it would seem that maybe you, and by extension, your men all belong to me."

While his long lean legs propelled him around the suspended track, West recalled how he had responded. "It's true of course that Divinity hired us for a job Miss Herd. That job is to secure Cynosure while you assess the situation. In order for us to do our job I need my men to know who is in charge and where their orders are coming from." He remembered well how that light weight garment clung to her body and the thought wasn't lost on him about how lonely a man, or woman could get in space. Screwing around with his own troops though, that was strict line that Sergeant West had established long ago and one he had only crossed back when he was a cadet. Jaxx though didn't fit into that category and the Sergeant wasn't going to burn that bridge down so he choose to be accommodating. "So for now, let's agree to leave Forge's soldiers and their direction to me and if you still feel there are issues with your own security detail we can revisit that topic in private sometime more appropriate, like when we come out of stasis."

He remembered giving Jaxx a friendly smile while his eyes lingered on her feminine graces before he turned to leave and gave Butch a nod. "Hopefully you ladies can work out your issues. Good day Miss Herd, Butch." As he cooled down the pace of his stride he couldn't help but hope they would work things out.
 
Who: Butch
Where: Jaxx Herd's cabin (with @LeaT )

Butch let out a pained groan as Jaxx's fist hit her right on her neatly trimmed cunt. It hurt and caused her to push her ass back and her torso forward ever so slightly but then a smile spread on her face as it seemed that the punch had hurt Jaxx just as much if not more.
"Feisty little bitch aren't you?" she said and straightened herself up again and lifted Jaxx up by the hair until they were face to face which essentially meant that Jaxx would be on her tip toes considering how much taller Butch was.

She chuckled and first spat in Jaxx's face before punching her in the gut. She finished the combo with a knee hard to Jaxx's cunt and then threw her onto the bed.
"I must admit I do like it when they fight back a bit," she said and climbed onto the bed straddling Jaxx.
She began to tear off Jaxx's clothes to expose her gorgeous breasts.
 
Jaxx Herd's Cabin
with Esther @MsBloom

As satisfying as the impact to Esther's cunt had been, it was short lived and Esther's words struck home as the younger and stronger girl was treating her like her bitch already. It was not a role Jaxx was familiar with, especially with another woman so forcefully dominating her. "Ouch....fuck." She whined as her hair felt like it was going to be ripped from her scalp. She scrambled to get her feet under her before she lost patches of hair. Before Jaxx could change her mask of pain into a sneer of contempt as she was suddenly face to face with this crazy bitch and she had to tippy toe to relieve the pain, Esther spat in her face.

Off balance and vulnerable, the gut punch knocked the wind out of her and the knee took the fight out of her. Jaxx was practically in the fetal position as she landed on the bed in pain. But she was soon put on her back and straddled, she heard the sound of her shirt ripping, felt the coolness of the air as her tits were exposed. 'A bit' had been about all the fight Jaxx had offered as she watched in stunned amazement as this woman who was supposed to work for her, looking intent on raping her. A part of Jaxx's mind tried to work out how she felt about it, but the more immediate thought process was there wasn't a fucking thing she could do to stop her. Her body continued to struggle, her hands ineffectively trying to push the muscled girl off of her, Jaxx had never felt so helpless in all of her life. Her eyes locked onto Butch's with a searing hatred, but also something of an acknowledgement or realization of the power shift between them, at least here on this bed. It wasn't acceptance, no nothing like that, Jaxx was no one's pet but this was no corporate power game, it was primal and the strong would do as they wanted with the weak.
 
Well, Eris certainly wasn't expecting Captain Wallace to be so... relaxed. And handing over the computer controls to her? Even Eris couldn't hide the smile that crossed her lips. It was enough for her to forgive his comment about her being "something of a computer expert." As much as it wounded her ego, it was definitely better that Barret didn't know about her history, or how exactly she'd become a "computer expert." She just hoped she covered her intentions well enough.

"So yeah, welcome aboard, I'm your Captain, well at least as far as the ship goes. I'd rather keep my run ins with the Lieutenant to a minimum if you catch my drift, so just don't get caught screwing around."

Eris hooked up her portable interface device, letting it integrate with Ares' system. "Sure thing, Captain. No funny business." Not like that would be an issue, really. The only trouble she'd be getting into would be purely cyber, and there wasn't a person on board who'd be able to tell what she was upto. Nothing except...

"Any questions?"

"Nope," Eris answered, just glancing over the monitor to meet his eyes. She flashed another quick smile, and he walked off with the pilot. So Eris got to work, running a systems check and familiarizing herself with Ares' specifications. The Divinity Android was interfacing directly with the ship AI. Eric chuckled at that, under her breath. Wonder what whey were planning. She opened the log, to a massive chain of binary, and put that through a translator algorithm. Probably nothing, but Eris wanted to keep a close eye on the AI on this ship. Those two were the only ones who could get in her way, and she refused to be outsmarted by a collection of ones and zeroes.
 
Who: Butch
Where: Jaxx Herd's cabin (with @LeaT )

"That's right you fucking bitch," Butch said as Jaxx locked eyes with her and she could see the expression in the turn from anger and hatred into an acknowledgement of defeat.
The spoils of her victory were now her's to do with as she pleased and even if Jaxx's body still struggled it was feeble and ineffective, almost passive. There was no real fight in her struggle. Not that it would have mattered as Butch was physically both bigger and more powerful. Had she wanted to she could have knocked her supposed boss out with a single punch to the face but no, she wanted her conscious to suffer through what Butch intended to do to her.

The young muscular girl placed a knee on each of Jaxx's forearms and positioned her crotch right above her face. This gave her victim a good view of just how aroused the situation was making her. Drops of slimy vaginal fluids already clung to her clean-shaven labia.
"Now pleasure me or I'll beat you until you do."
 
Jaxx Herd's Cabin
with Esther @MsBloom

It was hardly the first time Jaxx had been called a bitch, or even a fucking bitch, she knew what she was and Esther wasn't wrong. Jaxx's tits heaved up and down as she struggled to catch her breath, soft pink areolas capped with hard nubs as the larger orb jiggled with her struggle. Most of her effort at this point was for show and for pride, even defeated Jaxx had her pride, she didn't win every fight, business of physical but she rarely lost so absolutely. She knew at this point Esther was toying with her, she could have easily knocked her teeth out or even killed her if she had desired. As she stared daggers of hate up at the young bitch, Jaxx knew she was about to be raped. She had close calls before, assaulted sexually more than once, but she had never been looked at in the way this violent cunt looked at her.

Despite her struggles. Jaxx was soon helpless, her arms pinned. Had it not been for her injury she might have tried using her legs to wrap around her throat and pull her off balance, but she was afraid to seriously reinjure herself. Not to mention she doubted she had the strength to pull it off against someone like Esther. Exhausted and panting, she couldn't miss the younger girl's scent of arousal. She listened to her demand Jaxx's eyes finally breaking contact as she looked at the dripping wet lips, Esther clearly aroused by their encounter. It wasn't like Jaxx had never pleasured another woman, under other circumstances she might have been eager even. She hadn't been with such a young girl in years and the smoothness was just how she liked them. Her upper lip curled into something of a snarl as she looked back at her rapist. She may have been defeated, humiliated even, but she would be damned if this girl would think she couldn't eat a pussy.

Jaxx went all in, pressing her lips to Esther's labia, tilting her head slightly and giving a proper Australian kiss with her tongue. She kept her eyes burning into Esther's even as she twisted her head back and forth, her lips and tongue exploring the young twat like a two bit lesbian whore. She rubbed her straight white teeth across Esther's swollen clit before sucking it into her mouth and teasing it with her tongue. She even bit her clit, but gently, knowing for certain she wouldn't go unscathed if she bit down as hard as she wanted, though Esther was either very brave of very foolish for taking that risk. Jaxx's face was wet with Esther's arousal, and her panties were getting wet from her own.
 
Corporal Ruya Aras
Tagging: AMZN-T108m302 (@TheCorsair)
Location: Crew Quarters
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With methodical precision, Ruya began disassembling her weapon a second time. There was strange solace in the act, breaking and decompartmentalizing the device. It helped keeping the buzzing sensations of inhibitors and emotion-altering essences in her mind settled. No foreign or outside influences. It was all quiet. Happy-like, even, she might describe it. Whatever it was anyways that they put in her head.

She heard the entity before she saw it. Mechanical servos that produced a different sort of weighted footsteps that no human had. An android. At first she ignored the greeting, not thinking it was for her. Why would anyone want to talk to the convict? Of course an unfeeling machine wouldn’t have those compunctions. Then when the android approached, Ruya sighed and put her somewhat deconstructed weapon aside, folding her hands thinking this was some official message or memo from a superior, sending an android to deal with the undesirable criminal in their midst.

Dark brown eyes watched unamused as the droid faltered over its own designation. Then they glanced down at the hand extended. Oh wow, a droid with manners.

“Aras, Ruya, Corporal.” She stated stiffly in military fashion. Surname, name, rank. She almost expected a mental chiding, not of her own making, to rebuke her for not issuing her serial code as well. She…just wouldn’t. It was no different than the number they gave one as a name in prison. She thought all androids had such designations as well. This one gave a name. Ruya began to wonder if it felt the same as her, a prisoner to a will much greater than its own, even within their own body. And just like that, her mood shifted to one less hostile.

She slid off the top bunk, both boots hitting the bulkhead, and she did Ami the favor of clasping its mechanical hand with a firm grip. As equals. “Pleased to meet you.” She said, dropping her hand, though nothing about her expression, tone, or grip seemed to imply pleased. “And what is your function here?” They don’t let my kind talk to androids so this is rather new. She looked at the android inquisitively. No, this must be some sort of trick from her superiors. A test? Oversight? Ruya would play along, until she knew better. She had to, anyways. And even if she got the truth…not like she could do anything with it anyways. Equals, yes. Like pawns.
 
Tagging Ruya Aras (@BennyQ )

“My function?” Unit AMZN-T108m302, now referring to herself as ‘Ami’, smiled ever so slightly as she shook the Corporal’s hand. “I am the administrative assistant to Mrs. Jaxx Herd of Divinity Inc. She assigned me to meet the crew of Ares 8 and the members of the Forge unit assigned to the ship, and learn a little about each of you. You are the first human I have spoken with since receiving this task.”

Releasing the mercenary’s hand, she turned slightly and glanced at the half-assembled assault rifle. “A Seburo C-26A, I believe? An excellent choice. Is it standard issue, or have you customized it?”

She probably hadn’t customized it. Penal soldiers rarely had that sort of discretion. But one never knew. “I’m sorry,” she added in a burst of sudden sympathy. “I didn’t mean to offend.”
 
Corporal Ruya Aras
Tagging: AMZN-T108m302 “Ami” (@TheCorsair)
Location: Crew Quarters
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You are the first human I have spoken with since receiving this task. Well Ami chose a piss-poor example of Forge personnel to make a first impression on. She belonged to one of the Divinity individuals attached to the mission, none of whom Ruya had met yet, nor did she think she would have to, being concerned with fire support for the mission and not exactly on par with the eggheads. They always had some other subtle motive underlying them.

Anyways, introductions seemed moot to Ruya. They could all be dead within a short time.

She hummed in acknowledgement to the function. Not what she expected but then again not all organizations were mercenary based like the one Ruya was given over to. The android correctly guessed the weapon model and Ruya just shrugged, watching the android unblinkingly as she soon stammered over an apology over some slight. True, they didn’t let convicts customize. Why bother? They were just fodder anyways and even a new scope or grip was a waste of resources in their eyes. Was she offended? She couldn’t be. The drugs didn’t allow it. Once her heart rate spiked with the increase in rage, her bodysuit would give her a counteracting shot to inhibit it.

Turning, she went and hopped back on her top bunk, legs dangling off the edge. “No offense.” She said carefully. “Standard issue, that’s correct. Fires depleted uranium shells or anti-personnel slugs, whatever is best for the situation.” Ruya explained, essentially repeating the standardized brochure for the weapon. “And yourself? Do they arm you or do you serve some other function beyond meet-and-greet? It won't be much fun if you were turned into spare parts accidentally, Ami.” Ruya said with dry humor.
 
Who: Butch
Where: Jaxx Herd's cabin (with @LeaT )

The moments ticking away as their eyes were locked seemed to last much longer than they probably did but then the defeated corporate bitch obeyed and did so with a passion Butch had not expected. The bitch knew her stuff and somehow managed to re-establish eye contact. Her eyes burning with defiance and anger of how she was being treated. Had she not enjoyed Jaxx's tongue and lips on her soaking wet cunt as much as she did she might have realised that the corporate bitch was trying to prove herself as an experienced cunt-eater.

Butch smiled down at her prey though and reaching behind her she grabbed Jaxx's breasts, squeezing those perky nipples on top of the small mounds. Her hips started to move side to side as she felt Jaxx focusing attention on her clit and between the feeling of power from her utterly primal dominance and Jaxx oral proficiency she was going to orgasm soon but that would still not mean she was done. This was just foreplay, if such a term was even applicable considering she was basically raping the woman she had been assigned to protect.
 
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Jaxx Herd's Cabin
with Esther @MsBloom

Jaxx was no match for Esther's physical strength but as she tasted the young girl's soaking wet cunt and watched her reaction she realized this was likely the best anyone had ever made this butch bitch feel. 'Enjoy it while it lasts you fucking bitch.' Jaxx thought to herself as she felt Esther's hips begin to move and her climax nearing. It was about then the Captain came on the intercom, telling them to 'relax and enjoy the ride' like some sort of commercial airline pilot back on earth. It was a surreal moment, perhaps more suited to Esther's position at the moment than her own. As she felt the rumble of the engines through the deck plate she was laid out on, she had to face the reality that this situation might last longer than she had hoped. It was one thing to send this bitch back to oblivion on a short hop shuttle, something else entirely to turn something like the Ares 8 around, expending fuel and resources on a personal grudge.

Jaxx didn't let up, determined to drive Esther to climax in record time and maybe get the bitch off her back...er face, she shifted lower, her tongue diving into her folds, seeking her opening. She could only do that by bending her neck forward, brushing her nose against the younger girl's clit in a sort of erotic Eskimo kiss. Her tongue snaked inside of the juicy hole, curling upward. Though not long enough to really get good penetration, she curled and twirled it inside of her as if she couldn't get enough flavor of young cunt. The irony for Jaxx being that if were attached to another body, she might really enjoy this fine young pussy. She finally closed her eyes and pressed her face tight into her tormentor as she felt her tits roughly mauled, and hoping Butch would collapse in pleasure soon and she could slake her own desire on someone more to her taste.

Yes, she realized that for the first time she had thought of her as Butch instead of Esther, she had a feeling she might as well get used to it.
 
Who: Butch
Where: Jaxx Herd's cabin (with @LeaT )

The more intense the pleasure grew from Jaxx's oral ministrations, the faster and more demanding Butch's hips moved, grinding her cunt into her boss' face, and the more she leaned back. He hands slipped off of Jaxx's breasts, down to her hips and then just moments before Butch let out a deep low growl as she came, spraying her juices all over Jaxx's face from that skilled tongue poking deep into her tight hole she reached for her prey's cunt, spread the folds open, found the opening and rammed two fingers into it.

Her hips moved erratically as her abdominal muscles convulsed. She rode the orgasm all the way while digging her fingers deeper and deeper into Jaxx.
"Fuck yes bitch, keep that tongue going like the good little fuck toy you are for me now," she groaned and came a second time.
 
Jaxx Herd's Cabin
with Esther @MsBloom

It was not, perhaps, the most auspicious start to one of her assignments, being forcibly face fucked by her own bodyguard. She was an eager bitch and that might well be a weakness that could be exploited, eventually. For now, there was little to do but get this bitch off and try to salvage her situation. The way Butch was riding her face she knew it wouldn't be long, anticipation was one thing, but the gush of juices from the young cunt surprised her all the same. Her face dripping, Jaxx only paused a moment before she renewed her assault and watched Butch lean back.

She tried to twist her hips, to deny Butch her own sex despite the fact she was aching, she didn't want to give his bitch the satisfaction. Jaxx was usually a quick learner, but she apparently needed yet another lesson from Butch as the younger woman spread her legs open, spread her lips wide then rammed two fingers inside of her. "Aaawwwffuuuuckkkkk." Jaxx screamed loud enough to be heard on the other side of the door but probably not enough to carry far over the noise of the engines. But Jaxx was still scheming and as Butch demanded she be her fuck toy, she saw her opening. Butch came again in rapid succession now and Jaxx rocked her hips upward as if offering a better angle for Butch's violating fingers. Jaxx's pussy was wet as well, she could hear the sloppy wet sound of the two finger fucking as well as feel her pumping inside of her.

She bent her knees to support her hip, already sore from surgery and struggle. She took a few deep breaths between licks and sucks then bent herself at the waist. Her legs wrapped around Butch's throat then she pulled down as hard as she could. "AAahhhhh" she winced at the pain in her hip but succeeded in pulling Butch off balance. Rolling as best she could she dumped the cunt off of her. She reached for the kill switch device and held it against Butch's forehead. Naked on top of naked, Jaxx's tits heaved as she struggled to catch her breath. "This won't kill you like that android but I bet it hurts like a mother fucker." She hissed, not realizing the safety on the unfamiliar device was still on and that it was harmless until the safety was switched off. She gave Butch a wicked smile as if she was really going to enjoy this, squeezed the trigger, and...nothing. "Fuck!" She hissed then saw the safety.
 
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Who: Butch
Where: Jaxx Herd's cabin (with @LeaT )

Butch would never admit it to anyone but she was taken by surprise when in the throes of her second orgasm she suddenly felt Jaxx's feet around her throat and being pulled back and off her prey. She had thought the recent and not fully healed surgery would have prevented such agility and strength and the pained wince suggested that it was only with the utmost of determination Jaxx pulled it off. Butch was still convulsing though and oddly enough the unexpected aggression from Jaxx added fuel to the fire rather than the opposite and presumably anticipated effect of ruining her orgasm.

Not quite worried though Butch took the opportunity to take a few deep breaths and recuperate from the two orgasms before retaking control over the situation. She allowed for Jaxx to roll out from underneath her and even made a snide remark: "My my the mouse wants to play it rough."
She chuckled at her reference to how cats often could be seen engaging in an almost sadistic gave with their prey before going in for the kill or simply letting it go. Butch however had no intention of doing either with her prey, at least not for a good long while.

When she found Jaxx on top of her with the android kill switch pressed against her forehead she couldn't help but laugh. And then as she actually heard the click from the device her left hand moved quickly to grab Jaxx's hand and then using her right hand took the device away from her.
"It probably would have hurt like fucking hell, especially aimed at the head, but you first have to arm it by pushing the safety button."
Butch showed Jaxx by pushing the indicated button arming the device.
"How about we see just how fucking much it would really hurt," she then said with a smile and pressed the device against Jaxx's temple.
A big smile spread on her face and then she pushed the safety button again, rendering the kill switch harmless, without Jaxx seeing it and clicked the trigger button.
 
Jaxx Herd's Cabin
with Butch @MsBloom

Jaxx could practically taste her revenge but it was not to be. She was angry bitch of a mouse though, straddling Butch's naked body with her own stripped form. The pressure on Jaxx's aching cunt from Butch's muscles abs was arousing. Her heavily painted skin glistened with her sweat from the struggle. The kill switch was easily taken from her as panic replace Jaxx's confident demeanor. She gripped Butch's wrist as she rode the nude security officer in a desperate attempt to keep the tables from once again turning on her. But even struggling desperately, she couldn't keep the younger and stronger woman from aiming the device at her head. Unlike Jaxs though, Butch knew exactly how it worked, turning off the safety with a well practiced ease.

Jaxx's face distorted in anticipation of agony, she even whimpered as she heard the trigger click, ready to collapse in agony. But nothing happened, Butch wasn't content just fucking Jaxx's body, she was in her head now. Jaxx released Butch's wrist, her hands going to Butch's throat in attempt to strangle her with her bare hands. Her face a mask of rage, if only she had the strength to back it up.
 
Who: Butch
Where: Jaxx Herd's cabin (with @LeaT )

When Butch saw Jaxx twitch in anticipation of an unknown but presumably excruciating pain she chuckled contentedly but it seemed there was still a bit of defiance left in the bitch, defiance mixed with arousal. Jaxx's grinding against her defined abs had not gone unnoticed by Butch. The bitch was trying to get herself off using that eight pack washboard stomach. This put a lewd smile on Butch's face and she locked eyes with Jaxx again this time licking her lips and when she felt the hands around her throat she just chuckled and reached her own hands up to grab her prey's throat as well.
"That's it bitch. Keep fighting me, keep rubbing your wet cunt on my abs until you cum."
She let out a muffled groan as Jaxx's grip tightened around her throat but she was not worried. She knew that she could render the prey unconscious before it could do the same to her.

She was enjoying herself immensely and if she was honest this was so much better than anything she had imagined. So much better. Not only had she started breaking the bitch down but the bitch was enjoying it, enjoying the non-consensual dominance, and from the way her hips moved and the look in her eyes of anger and hatred mixed with arousal and submission it wouldn't be long before Jaxx rode herself to orgasm against Butch's hard muscular body. And Butch intended to let her before turning the tables.
 
Jaxx Herd's Cabin
with Butch @MsBloom

Jaxx squeezed as hard as her hands allowed, but even in her rage, her hips rocked and she ground her clit and pussy lips against Butch's abs as she felt her pleasure build. Butch in turn clenched Jaxx's throat and she felt her breath stopped completely. Jaxx had never experienced breath play but she had heard of it. Her climax had already been building but as she gripped Butch's throat she didn't feel she was having the same affect on the younger woman. Jaxx's look of rage faded as her eyes began to dim as her body used up the oxygen trapped in her lungs. Her grip on Butch's throat began to weaken but her hips kept grinding, her back began to arch, her body quivered as silently she began to climax. Eye lids began to flutter and she felt blackness begin to encroach on her vision.

What she could still see of Butch wasn't rage but enjoyment, it was the ultimate insult, Jaxx was struggling for the amusement of this muscular bitch. That was her last thought as the light went from her eyes and her body went limp, now totally at Butch's mercy as she lapsed into unconsciousness.
 
Who: Butch
Where: Jaxx Herd's cabin (with @LeaT )

The beauty and pleasure of watching her prey go lights out, at the same time as her body convulsed ever so slightly from her orgasm, was almost enough to send Butch over the edge herself. Not quite though. It left her more aroused than she had been when she initiated the assault on her boss though and as she let go she enjoyed the weight of Jaxx's limp body on top of her before rolling it off and onto its back.

She now took the opportunity to watch Jaxx's limp body and strip it completely naked. She took some time to play with the small but gorgeous breasts, hooked her fingers into that soaking wet cunt and watched as Jaxx's body spasmed involuntarily as the nerve-endings were provoked. She took off her t-shirt and lay herself down on top of Jaxx, kissing her lips, licking her face and then positioned herself with her left leg under Jaxx and the other over, she pushed her own cunt up against her prey's and slapped Jaxx across the face to wake her up.

"Wakey wakey," she said and grabbed both Jaxx breasts, squeezing them hard in her big hands.
"I so want you to feel every slap of my cunt against your cunt. I want to see the fight go out of your eyes once and for all. I want to see the moment when your mind accepts inferiority to my strength, my lust, my superiority. I want to see your mind and body accept submission to my dominance, and I want to hear you say it."
Butch's voice was low but not harsh. It was almost soft but still carried a commanding tone.
 
Jaxx Herd's Cabin
with Butch @MsBloom

Jaxx felt the slaps across her face, she rocked her head back and forth in irritation. She moaned as she felt warm moist pressure against her sex. Her eyes opened as she felt her tits squeezed, hard. "Ouch, ohw fuck stop." Jaxx slowly came back to consciousness, some how she was now on her back with Butch on top of her. She was still trying to take inventory of her injuries as she felt and heard the cunt to cunt slapping as Butch rode her. She knew her hip hurt, her tits hurt from the squeezing. Beyond the pain, the most disconcerting thing at the moment was the pleasure. With each thrust, the Divinity Troubleshooter felt shocks of electric pleasure flow from her swollen clit to every nerve in her body. She could feel without the slightest doubt, Butch's strength as she trib fucked her boss into submission. Though her eyes had opened it took a few moments for them to focus again. She could see Butch's tits bouncing above her at the same rhythm she was being tribbed.

She had avoided making eye contact as she listened to Butch's terms for her surrender. Finally she looked up at what was by no means the prettiest face she had ever seen from this perspective. Her eyes seemed to avoid Butch's gaze for as long as possible but eventually they too were pinned by the younger woman's strength and lust. There was still defiance, but more like the look of a petulant teen than a mature and successful woman. Jaxx's mouth was open as she moaned with pleasure, unable to deny the orgasm building up inside of her. Her breath came in short erratic gasps as she tried to resist. But then her back arched, as much as Butch allowed it, her toes curled, her fingers clawed at the hard deck plate. She came while pinned by Butch's strength. Her eyes softened in surrender as her body squirmed and quivered with pleasure. It had been over ten years since she had been 'owned' in this sort of fashion, then it had been a male executive that put her on the fast track to promotion, eventually. Now it was some teenage nobody, but god she hadn't cum that hard in years. "What is it you want me to say?" She asked once she could speak in a steady voice.
 
Who: Butch
Where: Jaxx Herd's cabin (with @LeaT )

Butch put all of her power into her hips as she slapped her cunt violently against Jaxx's. Her hand remained on her breasts, mauling them, kneading them and quite obviously hurting them. There was a good chance they would be bruised the next couple of days, especially when Butch began to switch between squeezing and slapping them.

In the frenzied pounding Butch gave Jaxx some of her thrusts missed but some were direct hits, clit against clit. It was still fewer misses and more hits than when Butch had first started practising tribbing on various girlfriends, among the female workers, or transporters, wanting to gain favours at the various mining stations she had been assigned to as well the daughters of those mining stations' management, some wanting, others not.

Now though she knew exactly what she was doing, how to keep both pace, power and accuracy, combining them into one force rather than three and as such it came as no surprise to her that she was driving Jaxx towards another climax as quickly as it seemed to be happening. Butch didn't let up though. She kept going, smashing cunt into cunt until she saw her prey's eyes soften, saw the submission in them and by then she too was close again.

"What I want you to say bitch?" she asked in return to Jaxx's question.
"I want you to tell me that you submit to my dominance, that you yield to my power, that you are from now on my sex toy to do with as I want, how I want."
She paused and held still with her cunt pressed hard against Jaxx's.
"And I want you to apologise for being a complete bitch, for calling me too young and too dickless, for calling me Esther."
She spat out the name given to her by the orphanage as if it was a bad taste in her mouth and then resumed pounding down hard on Jaxx.
 
Jaxx Herd's Cabin
with Butch @MsBloom


Jaxx was quite familiar with the potent combination of pleasure and pain, though she was usually the one in control of both. The unfamiliar perspective did not diminish the experience, in some ways it was refreshing, even if professionally inconvenient at the moment. She winced at the pain, her sensitive nipples and battered breasts were tortured under Butch's iron like grip. But the thrusts were firm and well placed, not always an easy task, and Jaxx began to allow herself to express the ecstasy along with the agony as she was no longer striving for dominance. She had lost this struggle, of that there was no doubt, she had overplayed her hand and Butch had proven her guile and toughness in a way Jaxx could no longer deny.

Jaxx squirmed and writhed beneath Butch's unrelenting dickless fuck. She was nearing another climax and she wasn't about to fight this one. Her mouth hung open, Butch's weight kept her from arching her back but she rocked her hips, exposing more of her cunt to Butch's thrusts in a subtle act of submission. She reached up with her hands gently caressing Butch's C-cup breasts in each hand. She didn't attempt to give back any of the pain and mauling she was receiving, focusing on pleasure as it appeared the two of them would climax at the same time. Her hips stayed as still as she could, giving Butch a fixed target for her thrusts as Jaxx submitted.

Her climax hit and she struggled to form words. "I submit...to your...dominance." She managed to gasp out, her eyes focused on Butch's but with a much different look. "I yield....your power...I am...yours." Jaxx could feel her clit throbbing as Butch pressed herself against Jaxx's soaking wet cunt.
Jaxx took a few deep breaths to try to clear her head and regain her composure. "I apologize for being a bitch, you are dickless and young, but I belong to you now Butch." She gasped out as Butch began pounding her with renewed vigor. Jaxx writhed and squirmed beneath her as one climax blended into another. Jaxx was exhausted and spent, but she was a fuck toy and would take what Butch gave her until Butch was spent. What else could she do?
 
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