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The Star Lancer cut through warp space in a brilliant rainbow of colors, on coarse for the tiny floating colony of Lion Heart. Aboard the ship, it was dark and cool, much of the old fusion reactor's energy dedicated to the ship's manifold drive. Thomas Field was in his cabin, wrapped up and fast asleep, rolling back and forth, plagued by some dream. His mind churning to the machinations of a tall shadow with red eyes.

Elsewhere some of the crew held up in a maintenance room, their eyes glued to a series of holo-screens that showed video feeds from hidden cameras throughout the ship. A crewman walked in to join them. "Anything good start?" He asked while one turned to him. "The one we set up Celesti to do hasn't yet, but the captain and Crystal are well underway tonight." He smiled at this. "Sweet, the captain is my favorite anyway."

On one screen they could see the pilot on the bridge alone, at her station with her googles over her eyes as she watched the multi-colored light show of warp space. One hand gripping one of her tits while the other worked vigorously to move fingers in her pussy. The pilot pleasured herself to the uncanny velocities. The other showed Koshka's ass bouncing closer and further from the camera, her pussy devouring the big knotted cock, sliding on it's thickness. The other watching the kitchen, Anya's thick breasts jiggling as she prepped food. "Man I wish these things had audio." One crewman said to another, who looked at him with disappointment. "That would be a serious violation of privacy, you're better then that." The crewman frowned and lowered his head in shame. "You're right of coarse." Suddenly the camera watching the kitchen showed the galley door sliding opening. "Oh oh oh, Celesti just arrived. Here comes the 'ship's reception' am I right?" The crewmen laughed at their little ploy.

Anya stopped her late night work after she heard the door to the galley open, she stepped out of the kitchen to greet face to face the gynoid, Celesti. "Oh it's you, the joy toy right? I didn't know...I mean...are you hungry? I got some cooking oil or something." Celesti smiled and shook her head. "Not at all, we have not been formally introduced and I was told by the crew that this was a breach of ship's protocol, not meeting the bridge crew, so they suggested I rectify this." Anya smiled and whipped her brow making her huge breasts bounce in a wave. "No harm no foul is what I have to say to that." Celesti looked delighted. "Excellent, now then, lets get started." Anya made a look of confusion. "Started? Started with what?" The chef watched the gynoid raise her hands out as the metallic pasties changed, moved and submerged into her soft body, revealing perfect hard nipples and her pleasurable pussy. Anya watched this in awe and wonder at what was happening, then made a look of fright as a thick, large and hard futa-cock grew and stood right up like a thick curved piece of meat. "Oh my..." Is all should could say.

The Star Lancers

The Curse of Cortes

Episode 2: Queen's Glory

"Mmmm aaahhh, oohohhh." Crystal moaned with pleasure, arching her back in her pilot seat, her legs spread wide as she worked her glistening fingers into her pussy, she grasped and squeezed her tits; biting her lip, gazing out the large wrap around view screen. Enamored with the shifting colors of warp space. Her fingers playing with her hard nipples as her tits squished against her hand and chest, a pair of fingers exploring deep into her wet pussy as the pilot moaned with pleasure.

"Hhhaa hhhaa hhhaaa!" Koshka moaned with pleasure, moving her hips against the large stuffed teddy bear, Captain Teddy. Koshka's big tits bounced under her as she moved, her welcoming pussy sliding on Captain Teddy's thick knotted cock. The captain straightened up as her big tits bounced up and down before her, her pussy sliding all the way down to the knot at the base of the thick cock. Koshka threw her head back and cried out, moving up and down on her large silken covered bed.

But it was to the kitchen the watchers were drawn to and the newest Star Lancer. "Mmmm mmm mmmfff mmm" Anya thick cleavage jiggled as she sucked the big futa-cock given to her. Celesti moaned softly as she placed a hand on the golden drill curls of the chef's head moving back and forth. Anya gripped the big cock with one hand while sucking as much as she could before pulling her head back, letting the big cock slid from her lips and press against her cheek. "Are you sure this is ship's protocol?" She asked while stroking the futa-cock in her grasp. Celesti smiled looking down. "It is what I was told."

The watchers in the maintenance room quietly cheered to themselves as they watched the screens. Crystal with her legs spread wide, Koshka bouncing on the teddy sex toy, her big tits heaving. Celesti with her arms around Anya, kissing her from behind, the crewmen watched as the gynoid pulled the apron, it came undone and chef Anya's fat tits bounced free to their delight.

"Aaahh aaahhh uuuhhh ffuuuaaahh!" Celesti and Anya moaned with pleasure together. The gynoid's big tits bounced in front of her as she held the other girl's wrists, she moved her hips, her big futa-cock filling the chef's pussy. Anya bounced in front of her, bent at the hips with her arms behind her. As the gynoid slapped against her jiggling ass she cried out feeling herself get filled, her huge tits bouncing erratically under her. Anya looked back and moaned with pleasure, feeling the weight of her huge tits shift, helping her body bounce. Celesti's futa-cock slid and filled her welcoming wet pussy as her juices dripped down her thigh.

Soon Anya was on her back, laying on a table. Her legs spread wide as Celesti moaned with pleasure, her thick futa vigorously filling the wet pussy with more eagerness. The chef cried out in pleasure as her huge tits bounced faster, hard nipples flicking as she got fucked by the robot girl. Anya looked up to Celesti, seeing her big tits bouncing as she fucked. "Oh my god! That's damn good! Keep going, lets see what you have!" Celesti's heart shaped eyes flickered with more intense light. "As you wish!" The gynoid seized the chef's spread legs and started fucking faster, her thick futa-cock now filling the wet pussy completely and rapidly. Anya ass jiggled hard as her huge tits bounced faster with excitement, bouncing on the table with every rapid slap against her. "Oooooohhhhhh!" She cried out as pleasure burned through her curvaceous body.

The crewmen watched as the four girls cried out together. Crystal arching her back letting out an orgasmic cry. Koshka, grasping her bouncing big tits as she rocked her hips faster, riding the pleasure. Celesti and her big tits heaving quickly as she moaned with every thrust with Anya moaning loudly, biting a finger while using her free hand to hold her bouncing huge tits down. The gynoid suddenly pulled out, her thick futa-cock shooting hot cum up the curvy chef's body and rained onto her fat tits. The watching crewmen gave a quite but elated cheer before calming each other down with shushing and respectful golf claps.

Thomas, fast asleep in his cabin groaned and rolled in his bed. His sleeping mind plagued with images of terror and murder. A dark figure standing before his family with those unblinking red glowing eyes. A pistol being raised to the head of an old man, so old he was beyond defending himself, so old he posed not the slightest threat to anyone. Then the moment of a bright flash and a loud bang. Thomas could swear he could see her face in the moment, it was a haze but he could make out her lips. Those lips, not curled in a smile for the delight of murder, but twisted in anger. The gun shot rang out in his nightmare then he sudden awoke and shot up with a slight scream. Sweat covered his brow as he breathed heavily, his mind racing with the loose memories that haunted him since that night, and only after a moment slowly fad as he gave a final exhale of relief.

An area of space flexed and warped, with a sharp flash of light the Star Lancer emerged from warp space and sailed for the space colony of Lion Heart. Thomas stood on the bridge with the other principle bridge crew and beside the captain, who leaned forward and looked out the long view screen with her one good eye. They could see the single docking gate, open but still visibly smashed, with a hole punched into it, weapon's fire pocked the structures around the docking gate. Koshka couldn't help but whistle, any doubt of the attack firmly struck from her mind. The Star Lancer sailed closer seeing people in suits outside, floating about, performing repairs. Suddenly Celesti raised her head. "We are being hailed, they demand to know why we have come, as we are not a registered arrival." Koshka was about to say something when Thomas spoke up. "Let me speak to them. We can cut through this red tape."

With the channel open. "Commander Grant, you speak to Thomas Field, this ship is under my employ to help in my mission to hunt down those pirates that attacked us." He said with gusto and a straight back. "Oh!..." A voice came back. "...forgive me Mr. Field. We are still a little on edge since the attack. Please come in at your leisure sir." After the transmission ended Koshka smiled. "Well done young master. I sincerely hope your late grand sire left us some crumbs to follow. Otherwise this maybe a short investigation." Thomas looked at the captain with determination. "we will find something, we have to."

The Star Lancer docked at one of the few remaining available moorings left undamaged by the attack. Thomas, Koshka, Rose and Celesti departed and were greeted by a group of colonists. They provided him and his escort with a car which would take the party to the Field manor at the center of the colony. The girls couldn't help but take in the sights of this small colony, it was simple but better off then most. At least that is what one would say before the attack. Many of the buildings had various degrees of damage, from shattered windows to completely burned to the ground. Bullet holes could be seen in many places, like intersections and choke points, the typical spots one would pick to put up a fight. Even more noticeable was the demeanor of the people. downhearted, quite, constantly looking around as if suspecting danger. A slow plodding pace in their step and a tired bearing, making the colony seem depressing to the girls. Thomas, on his part simply averted his eyes, staring off, something else on his mind, possibly reflecting on his own experiences. "This was no mere pirate attack..." Rose spoke up and Koshka nodded; finishing her thought. "...this was done with hatred."

"As opposed to an attack done with levity?" Thomas looked at the captain, misunderstanding her meaning. Koshka shook her head. "Believe you me, raids on colonies are rare, pirates prefer the openness of space. If such an attack is planned, it is a clean affair. Going beyond the docking yard and the shipping containers is...well...unheard of. No pirate crew in their right mind would follow a captain into the heart of a colony, where they would be out numbered a hundred to one. This is...different." Koshka concluded her assessment. Thomas narrowed his eyes, never hearing such a thing. "So all those stories you hear from around the sphere, false?" Koshka smiled. "The majority of colony attacks are greatly exaggerated, a drunken brawl gotten out of hand. A little light thievery at the docks. Pirates prefer to keep as many neutral ports as possible. After all the pirates primary enemy, is and always has been, corporations." "How do you know this?" Thomas pressed. Koshka pointed to the silver totenkompf, the skull and crossed bones on her collar. "I used to be one." Thomas' eyes widened just a little, betraying his stoic manner. "I...I see."

The party made it to the Field manner at the center of the colony and the first thing they noticed was the front door was destroyed. The surviving Field servants were still on hand to deter looting and one such servant greeted them at the blasted door. "Master Field! You have returned....with guests." The tall man in fancy cloths looked over the girls, who he may have suspected were prostitutes if nothing else. The love gynoid, Celesti probably didn't elevate this assessment. "These are the mercenaries I purchased to help me hunt down the pirates that attacked us. We need access to my grandfather's study to look for clues." The tall servant looked surprise. "I...I don't understand...why would the late master..." Thomas seemed impatient, apparently the serving staff were still getting used to the idea that it was he who was in charge now. "Please Jerome, this is important, for the sake of my mother and sister, take us there."

Thomas and the crew where ushered into Spencer Field's study where they saw a wide array of old books, a large desk with a built in computer, a holographic map of the Jupiter sphere floating in the corner like an ancient globe of the Earth. "This is it, if my grandfather kept any records of knowing a Captain Cortes, it will be here. He started this collection of work when he was my age. He would travel across the sphere and collect things. Many of these books were hand written by him and later digitized. You would have liked him captain, he often talked of strange people and pla..." Thomas started giving the history of the room until he noticed both Koshka and Rose were not paying attention, only looking at an open book between them. "Look Rose, paper,...paper!" Koshka rubbed the alien material between her fingers while Rose, unceremoniously sniffed it. Thomas was shocked by their behavior at mere books then saw Celesti still staring at him. "and then what happened?" Thomas cleared his throat. "Captain Thorne."

The book in Koshka hands snapped shut causing Rose to retreat her face, post haste. "Right right, you said this was all digitized?" "Yes." Thomas nodded. "Alright then, Celesti, do your thing." Celesti nodded. "Yes captain." The gynoid proceeded to grab her big tits and play with them in front of the others as she started to moan softly. Thomas turned red and took a step back. "What...what the..." Koshka walked over to the moaning gynoid. "Not that, chips for brains! Access the computer and look for clues!" Celesti stopped and looked at the others. "Oh..." She released her big tits with a falling jiggle. "...THAT thing." The group watched the gynoid walk around the desk and sit down. "This will take but a moment or two..." Celesti's two fingers she held out split in half and small cables slithered out and plugged into the desk. "...talk among yourselves." Thomas watched the gynoid with fascination, her heart shaped neon pink eyes rapidly darting back and forth like she was reading one of these books at an unnatural speed.

An hour passed and the party passed the time with tea and snacks provided by the Star Lancer's patron. Koshka and Rose returned to their fascination with the books, all the while the love gynoid sifted through the entire life's work of the one hundred and twenty four year old former Field. Finally Celesti's eyes stopped darting back and forth, and after a few blinks. "Captain." Drawing the attention of the other three to the desk. "Well, did you find anything?" Koshka leaned on the desk with a side saddle seat. Celesti thought for a moment then shrugged. "Apparently Mr. Field was apart of a group of business minded individuals who called themselves the Icarus Society. What seemed to give them a strong edge over rival corporate interests and other magnates was their willingness to hire pirates to attack their rivals, and their anonymous relationship with said pirates."

Thomas was shocked by this. "My grandfather would never do such odious things, I assure you." Celesti turned her attention to him. "...and I assure you, this information comes directly from him. Admittedly at first he seemed to give it no though, a mere business transaction. However, something changed in his logs, something he seemed to deeply regret, causing him to distance himself from the others of this group." Koshka nodded in thought. "Fascinating Celesti, however, what does this have to do with Cortes?" Celesti returned her gaze to her captain. "Nothing, however I did find the names of the Icarus Society, most have already passed on, but some still remain, in a, not so young state." Rose nodded and elbowed Koshka. "If old Spencer here wanted to distance himself from the others, maybe the survivors kept more detailed records of their dealings." Thomas joined in. "They could also be targets, if my grandfather knew who Cortes was, maybe they will too."

Koshka took a deep breath. "I guess this is leading on to something after all..." She turned to the gynoid sitting at the desk. "...where to lovely eyes?" Celesti thought for a moment. "The closest surviving member of the Icarus Society is Edward Tropp, he is still alive, Mr. Field makes reference to speaking with him not two months ago." Koshka looked to Thomas, waiting for a command, a matter of mercenary professional courtesy. The young man nodded and Koshka smiled. "Make way to Edward Tropp then."

Once again the Star Lancer plowed through the colorful streams of light in warp space. Thomas, unable to sleep, plagued with the images of the shadow of death taking his family wandered into the bridge which he found deserted; so he thought. As he walked in he found captain Koshka Thorne sitting, reclined in her command chair in the middle of the bridge; bottle of alcohol in hand. "Sorry, I didn't know anyone was up here." He said through tired eyes. Koshka turned to look at him, her face flushed by the influence of the booze. "What are you doing up young master?" She said with a slight smile.

"I'm having a hard time sleeping as of late; nightmares." Koshka leaned over her chair and offered the bottle, but he declined. "Bad ones?" She questioned. He sighed. "I keep thinking of that night, and all that happened. All I want, all I pledge to do, is take revenge on this Captain Cortes, for what she did to my family." Koshka leaned back into her chair with a look she rarely gives to anyone outside her crew, concern. "You best take care young master, revenge is a dangerous thing, a spectre that haunts you more then any nightmare. It blackens the heart and turns your mind to devious thoughts." Thomas shook his head, looking visibly angry. "I will not be denied what is rightfully mine, satisfaction." "What will you do to get it?" Koshka questioned him. "Will you rob? Kill? Perchance you will steal into a dark room and slit the throat of a young babe, if it presented you the mere chance to harm those you seek satisfaction?"

Thomas turned with a rage about him. "Of coarse not! That's ridiculous!" Koshka nodded. "Of coarse. Every line looks ridiculous, until you cross it, then it's the next line, so on and so forth. It keeps going until you don't recognize the one in the mirror; the deed maker staring back. Every act, every choice justified one way or another, if it gets you closer to your vaunted satisfaction." Thomas' face twisted in anger, his cool, well bred demeanor finally cracking. "You know nothing of what I saw or went through, what would you know about it? Wandering the sphere on this ship, able to flee or fight at your beck and call. A mercenary life!"

Koshka threw up her hands as if in surrender and stood. She was careful to angle her gold eye patch to him as she spoke sideways, the scares around it visible upon closer inspection. "I, in fact, know a little about revenge young master. You need not heed my warnings but for this, an eye for an eye often leaves one blind..." She slowly turned to leave. "...in more ways then one, I suppose." Koshka concluded before leaving the bridge and Thomas to his thoughts.

Later, the Star Lancer sailed toward a domed space colony that was of similar design to Lion Heart. The bridge crew and Thomas watched it grow larger as they approached. Celesti was the first to speak up. "We have yet to be hailed captain." Koshka narrowed her eye and looked at Thomas with a shrug, she stood from her commanding chair and bid Celesti to hail them. "This is Captain Koshka Thorne of the Star Lancer, you people still alive in there?" Rose made a look of surprise, having not thought of the possibility that the Queen's Revenge had struck here as well. Then a voice came back putting her concerns to rest. "Yeah, whattaya want? We're busy here." Koshka leaned into Thomas for a whisper. "Private colonies can be very unprofessional at times." Thomas spoke up. "My name is Thomas Field, I am here to speak with Edward Tropp, it's about my grandfather's death."

There was audible sounds of feminine giggles and laughter in the back ground. "Who? Look, unless you have business on Tropp Dome, piss off, you're interrupting my extra curriculars, as it were. Whatever you're selling Mr. Tropp probably already has one....or two." A woman's voice came through. "Get off those comms and get back to class, or there will be...punishment." Laughter persisted.

Apparently Tropp Dome was a place to be, if one wanted to have a great time, but forget it in the morning. Celesti would later explain that Edward Tropp had a reputation of boozing and womanizing, very few laws exist on Tropp Dome and what law enforcement there was, was functionally Tropp's personal bodyguard, wrongs only being righted by hands that were wronged in the first place. A place where only the most lecherous and socially inept might call home. Never the less, money flowed here, a mere candle to Stardust City, but many found themselves here because they were chased from Stardust.

Thomas looked baffled. How could a colony run like this and survive? He wondered. Koshka placed a hand on his shoulder and smiled at him, then proceeded to yell over the comms, staring at the docking gate of the little colony. "Open the damn gate you pompous buffoon! We have money to spend and we don't have time to waist on the likes of you. The Fields and Tropps are good friends of coin and drink so you best snap to it before the big man hears you turned us away after coming all this distance." Thomas looked at the captain and was surprised by her adaptability. The voice came back. "Err...really? I was never told...I mean...sure fine, mooring seven is free for you." The comms closed and Koshka turned to Thomas. "Ready for a night out on the town, young master?" Thomas looked uncertain but slowly nodded. "I suppose."

The colony was in the middle of some sort of celebration, or so the party thought. Apparently this was common, night life in Tropp Dome was boisterous, filled with food, gambling, music and sex; fighting and the occasional gun fire could be heard. This was a far cry from the controlled and enforced ways of Stardust City and on the complete opposite end of colony life one would find in Lion Heart.

Thomas stood in awe of such a place, unable to rationalize why one would waist their wealth building such attractions. Surely he thought, Mr. Tropp had lost control of his name sake colony. It was then, Koshka and Rose pushed themselves against the shorter young lad and made him wrap his arms around their waists, while the gynoid pressed her big tits against his back, draping her arms over his shoulders. "Wh...what are you doing?" Koshka smiled and spoke into his ear. "Just act like you got big money and more importantly, act like you belong here. Last thing I need is to find you in some alley with a knife in your back." Thomas frowned. "I do have 'big money' but...I take your point captain."

The foursome walked the rowdy streets of Tropp Dome, encountering all sorts of excess out in the open, trying to navigate through it all to get to, what is called Tropp palace. A dice game suddenly erupting into a fist fight. Singing from a bar with laughter, girls traveling with men, their tits jiggling freely as they walked. A gun shot rang off while up on a balcony a girl moaned with pleasure as a guy fucked her, her tits bouncing for the street crowd below. They passed a street vendor who seemed to be selling slaves, naked girls and men in thin silks lounged about with price tags, while on a large pillow a pair of slaves gave a demonstration. A girl on all fours moaned with pleasure as her tits bounced under her, her ass jiggled with every thrust of the big cock into her pussy as the guy held onto her hips.

"I have never seen such things. I mean, the lawlessness, I've seen many women before..." Thomas couldn't help but stare at every girl that seemed to give little care of their own privacy. Koshka couldn't help but chuckle. "You should see the Star Lancer on pay day." Thomas looked at the captain who he still firmly held in his arm. "Really?" Koshka nodded. " 'Dying is a day worth living for.' It's a fine expression, but some do take it a little too far."

Inside a bar with an open front to the streets, men and women drank, played games and listened to a band playing in the corner. A group of drinkers at a table watched one of the waitress' cry out with pleasure, bent over the table, her tits pressed against it's surface as her ass bounced, a hard cock filling her pussy. A big pair of tits jiggled by as another waitress carrying two drinks walking to another table. She had long straight white hair, short on one side giving it a lop sided look, it shined like silver as she walked in heels wearing a thong with a waist chain of gold having see through silks draping down the front a back.

The drinks hit the table as the foam spilled over the sides, her big tits bounced for the drinkers who were smiling. "There you go boys, anything else for you?" Just then this waitress looked out onto the street and saw a young man with three women walk by, one with a notably gold eye patch. Her red eyes shot open in shock as she muttered to herself. "Son of a bitch!" Just then one of the drinkers took her by the waist and forced her into his lap, he firmly grabbed one of her big tits. "Let's say we have ourselves a little fun cutie." He started licking one of her hard nipples while playing with her big tits causing the waitress to bit her lip, her red eyes turned to anger as she grabbed the full glass of beer. "That costs extra, shit head!" She broke the glass on the offender's head, falling off his chair, much to the enjoyment of his drinking buddies. The waitress ran over to the street and looked for the traveling foursome she just saw. "Damn it!"

Thomas and the girls finally made their way to the so called Tropp palace where they were greeted by a guard at the front door. He wore heavy body armor and carried a sword with an assault rifle. "Halt! No one is to interrupt Mr. Tropp's party, turn around." Thomas and Koshka exchanged glaces then Thomas looked at him. "Why do you think we are here, you dolt?" The guard took a step back. "Do...do you have an invitation sir?" Suddenly Koshka laughed the most ridiculous laugh, jarring everyone in the conversation. "HO HO HO HO! Can you believe he asked you such a thing Mr. Field?" Thomas, after recovering from the strange laugh and whatever bit Koshka thought she was playing redirected his attention to the guard.

"Do you know how much money these girls cost? Two hundred pounds of gold..." The guard's eyes opened wider at the figure. "...I don't get invites, I just show up." He reached into his pocket and produced a plastic card with a figure in credits, giving it to a guard. "Where I go, people end up happy, understood?" The guard snapped too. "Yes sir Mr. Field, enjoy the party and enjoy your girls." The front door was opened for them and Koshka leaned against Thomas, squishing her large breasts against him. "Not gonna lie, that was kinda hot." Rose chuckled. "Indeed." Thomas exhaled. "Well don't get used to it, I'm not made of money you know."

The grand foyer was well decorated and polished, they were greeted by maids who only seemed to be wearing heels with a black apron covering their front, their well done hair topped with a maid's hat. They bowed to the new arrivals and pointed. "The party has already started, you can find something to eat in the dinning room. You will of coarse be required to relinquish your weapons." The party proceeded, after Koshka and Rose disarmed, into the dinning room where there was some people picking at a buffet, they seemed well dressed with elegant powdered wigs and black masks covering their eyes. They heard a man to their left address them. "Good lord man, didn't you read the invite, it's a masked party." A large man with a woman sat on a small couch, the woman's tits were out as she fanned herself.

Thomas smiled a little. "Sorry, I must have missed that part, suppose you could direct me to Mr. Tropp, I would very much like to speak with him." The large man pulled a chunk of meat from a bone with his teeth. "You'll find him where he spends most of his time, in the water garden where the party is kicking off." Thomas nodded and thanked him. The foursome made their way with help form the scantly dressed maids to this water garden everyone was either talking about or heading to themselves. When the gold gilded doors slid open for them they were met with a sight of beauty and eroticism. A look of surprise cross Thomas' face while Koshka, Rose and Celesti had different degrees of smiles on their faces.

The four had found themselves in the middle of an orgy. People fucking around marble statues and ponds, spouting and pouring water with streams and little water falls. Each person wearing a fancy powdered wig and a black eye covering mask. Moans of pleasure, groans and curses filled the air mixing with the sounds of running water. Soft curvy bodies bounced, rose and fell and jiggled. Tits bounced while soft asses rippled with thrusts. Hungry mouths sucked big cocks while wet pussies got fucked and asses filled.

Suddenly, as if breaking the spell of the rhythmic fucking around them a voice called out to them. "Who the devil are you?" Thomas and the girls looked to see an old man in a powdered wig, putter up to them in a floating chair, a naked masked girl riding along with him, her hand and mouth firmly around his hard cock. Thomas looked to the side. "I really don't need to see this." Koshka elbowed him. "Stay focused, eye on the prize, not his dick." Thomas looked up and inhaled deeply.

"Mr. Tropp, I am Thomas Field..." The old man interrupted and thought out loud. "Field...Field...the only Field I know is Spencer, and he's dead." Thomas nodded. "So you know then, I'm his grandson." The old man cackled. "Well then, I don't know whether to give you my condolences or congratulate you. You came into a lot of money, spend it well." A masked girl cried out, her ass jiggling as it bounced, hot pussy sliding on a thick cock nearby. Thomas nodded. "I see you have decided to spend your money well it seems." The old man cackled again, the girl's head in his lap bobbing up and down. "I'm already, what? Ninety percent dead, I could sleep the long sleep tomorrow, why should I not enjoy the fruits of may labor?" His boney hand slapped the girl's ass that was sucking his off.

He then pointed a finger at Thomas. "I told your grandfather to watch his back. He insisted he was clean. Said he had nothing to do with us anymore. Bah, Cortes was never going to forget, nor forgive." A girl moaned with pleasure, legs spread wide as her big tits bounced for the masked man fucking her. Thomas' face perked up at the name. "So you do know her?" Tropp scowled. "We all knew her, and if you value your life boy, you would do well to stay away from her." A girl cried out, moaning as she rose and fell, bouncing on a big cock with her legs open, her tits heaving in front of her. "Please Mr. Tropp, let me look at your records about this, I must find Cortes and rescue my family." The old man frowned and shook his head. "To hell with them, if Cortes finds out I helped you cause her harm or impedance then she will come for me all the sooner. Sorry boy, not going to happen. Why don't you enjoy the party, I see you brought three fine girls with you, enjoy them in my water garden." He cackled once again before hovering away from them, not letting Thomas finish the conversation.

Thomas was about to pursue when his arm was caught by Koshka redirecting his attention. "Don't worry..." She said to him. "...I wasn't just looking at the action while you were talking. You see that door with the guard in front of it?" Thomas looked passed the bouncing tits and gyrating bodies. "Yeah, what about it?" Koshka smiled. "You're going to take Celesti through it. I wager it leads to the rest of the house. You will find old Tropp's computer and get to work, finding what you need to find." Thomas looked over at the guard. "I can't bribe him with so many watching." Koshka smiled. "Oh you leave that to captain Thorne, your job is the information, got it?" Thomas frowned. "What are you going to do?" Koshka smiled. "I'm going to do, what I always do." Thomas was unsure of what was about to happen, but he reluctantly nodded anyway. Rose leaned into him with a smile. "Don't worry, she does this to me all the time."

The guard standing in front of the door watched the masked fancy orgy with a looking of longing. Of coarse tonight was the night he had to work. His attention distracted by the moans of pleasure, hands grasping bouncing tits, thirsty mouths, sucking hard cocks, long cocks disappearing into wet pussies. His eyes soon settled on a pair of girls who were eyeing him in return; beautiful and curvaceous, and for some reason, seemed to have an interest in him.

Koshka and Rose sat on the rim of a trickling fountain, bidding for the guard's attention. Rose, using her elegant fingers in a come hither motion, while Koshka unclasped her top from around her neck. The metal cups holding her large breasts giving way making them bounce loosely. Gloved fingers grabbed the armored plates, peeling away to reveal Koshka's big tits and perfect nipples. The guard's eyes widened and looked around him. Clearly, he thought, these girls are not motioning to him. He looked at them again and now Rose pulled open her top, shaking her tits at him with a smile. The guard scanned the water garden for his employer, Edward Tropp. Seeing the old man was distracted with his own affairs, he smiled back at the girls and left his post.

At this point Thomas and Celesti poked their heads up from a foursome of masked people fucking in front of them. Thomas looked beyond the bouncing tits of a moaning girl and looked to the gynoid. "it's clear, let's make for the door." "Indeed." Celesti concurred. Taking advantage of the Tropp guard's lack of discipline, the pair made for the door to seek a computer, and hopefully, what Thomas was looking for.

Thomas and the gynoid found themselves in a long hallway, the sounds of the orgy muffled behind them. There was no one around, an area of the house that seemed off limits to others. As the pair walked down the hall and explored they took the time to peek into whatever door would open for them. After turning a corner and climbing some stairs, they found a large door framed in marble, two statuettes of naked women flanking the door. "What little we know of Mr. Tropp, that door seems important." Celesti pointed making Thomas nod. The door slid open at their presents revealing a large study, not unlike Thomas' grandfather's. "Bingo." Celesti smiled, leading the way.

The study was more sexual in nature compared to the Field manner, statues and painting of naked women in compromised or lewd positions and situations. It would seem Edward Tropp lived up to his reputation of a womanizer. "How beyond Earth does this old man keep up with his desires?" Thomas looked around at all the lewd art around the study. Celesti smiled at him. "Perhaps you will be lucky enough to live as much as he does." The gynoid made her way to the desk as the young Field followed. Celesti performed the same actions she did at the Field manor, hooking herself up to the computer and started reading what information was available.

It did not take long as she already had a reference to what time tables to look through. "Interesting." She said, her heart shaped eyes darting back and forth. "What is it?" Thomas leaned in, eager to learn anything. "There is far more detail in the dealings of your grandfather's group. A client list, as it were, of trusted pirate ships and their captains." Thomas leaned in closer, tasting the prize. "Is Cortes among them?" Celesti blinked quickly and looked at him. "No..." Thomas looked heart broken. "...however, there is a ship that keeps being referenced, one of great importance. The Queen's Glory, commanded by one Captain Black." Thomas looked confused. "Do you think that ship has anything to do with the Queen's Revenge?" Celesti shrugged. "My pattern recognition software pointed out an anomaly. That the Queen's Glory was a prominent ship in the Icarus Society operations, but much information was redacted or scrubbed. Important enough to keep mentioning, but little to no information beyond that. The only ship with such treatment." Thomas looked up to the ceiling. "Grandfather, what the hell were you doing back then?"

Celesti followed his gaze upward then looked at him. "Can he hear you?" Thomas looked at her with an odd expression, not knowing how to answer this question. Suddenly Celesti looked to the door of the study and shot up from the chair she was sitting in as if in a panic, if gynoids were capable of experiencing such emotions. Thomas was about to question, when surprisingly the mechanical woman grabbed him and ripped his shirt open. "What the fuck!?" He called out before Celesti pushed herself, and him against the desk and started kissing him. With a look of shock in his eyes he could feel her tongue in his mouth as she moaned slighting, her large soft tits pressed against his chest.

Just then the door to the study slid open, allowing two of Tropp's guards to enter, wearing the armor and arms that had been seen throughout the mansion. They stopped suddenly seeing Thomas and the gynoid in the middle of something, who stared back at them in shock. "What goes on here?" One of them bellowed from across the room. "Uuuhh..." Thomas thought for a second. "Privacy please?" The two guards looked at each other then back to the couple. "Well, you can't be here. This area is off limits. You should have known this." Thomas didn't know if these guards were on a patrol or they knew the study had been breached, but it seemed Celesti's quick thinking, altered the guards perception of the nefarious intents of their being here. At least they didn't come in shooting that is to say.

Back at the water garden, among the trickling and spraying of the statues and planted fountains, the sounds of pleasure filled the air with the flowing water. Thick cocks filled pussies, soft asses jiggled with every percussion, tits of all sizes bounced with their hard nipples as masked girls in powdered wigs moaned with pleasure.

Rose cried out with pleasure, looking down at the guard that was once in front of the door. He groaned watching the violet beauty's tits bounced for him, her hard nipples moving as she rode his hard cock. Pussy sliding along it's length with ease. Soon Tropp hovered over with a frown on his face. "Why aren't you at your post?" Before the guard could even acknowledge him the old man felt a hand on his shoulder as Koshka walked into view, naked but for her boots. Tropp smiled gazing at her perfect curves, her big tits, and he licked his lips. "Now now, why stop the fun?" Koshka said in a sensual voice. "You should be worrying about me." She said as she climbed up on the hover chair with him.

The old man was easily distracted my the jiggling masses before him attached to the hot body on his lap. His boney hands grasped Koshka's big tits; soft and malleable in his fingers as she moaned softly. His tongue circled one of her hard nipples before he started sucking on her soft tits. He pulled on one of her hard nipples and smiled. "Whatever Field paid for you, I sure it was worth every credit." Koshka smiled. "You have no idea."

Koshka now facing away from the old man but still on the chair with him, slowly rubbed the tip of his hard cock against her moist pussy. Tropp let out a cackle and slapped Koshka's ass making it jiggle. "Don't be fooled by my age, you're in for a ride young lady." Tropp grabbed her by the hips and pulled her down, forcing her to sit on his hard cock and making her cry out. Koshka's big tits started to bounce in front of her as she gripped the chair, feeling the old man fill her as he cackled like a fiend.

The masked girls around them moaned with pleasure; big cocks vigorously fucking them. One on her back, legs spread wide as her tits bounced. Another on top of a masked man, ass bouncing as a thick cock fucked her pussy, a third on all fours, tits pressed against the floor as her ass jiggled quickly as the big cock fucked her fast. Rose moaned with pleasure, laying on her side, a leg raised high as the guard's big cock rapidly filled her pussy making her body bounce. Koshka cried out, holding onto the floating chair between her open legs, her big tits bouncing between her arms, she rocked up and down. Her wet pussy sliding on Tropp's big cock as he licked his lips, watching her ass jiggle for him as he slapped it once again making her cry out.

Koshka's hard nipples bounced with her big tits, now pressed against the old man she moaned with a leg in the air, held by Tropp as he continued to thrust quickly, filling the captain's wet pussy with more vigor then he should properly have. Tropp licked her soft skin and eagerly watched her big tits bounce in circles as she moaned with pleasure. "Ohhh, you're the nicest pussy I've had in a while, definitely a contender. Hehehehe" Koshka looked down passed her bouncing big tits. "Ohhh aaaahh how nice...aaahhh...of you...uuuhhh to say."

Rose cried out, her tits bouncing wildly as the big cock fucking her gave her no mercy, her body heaved on the floor. The thick cock quickly fucking as far as it will go, filling her wet pussy to the brim. Koshka looked down between her big tits watching the old man's big cock vigorously fuck her. Tropp, with sweat on his brown groaned. "I don't know if I'm going to come, or have a heart attack! Hehehehe" Koshka didn't hear this over her moaning with pleasure when suddenly the old man gripped her hips hard and power fucked her, making her scream out, she could feel the flowing warmth as he came hard, his hot cum squirting from her pussy. The big cock fucking Rose pulsated and filled her, just before pulling out and shot hot cum up her belly as the guard moaned out. For the next couple minutes or so Koshka rested in Tropp's lap letting him play with her big tits. "Hehehehe, when Field is done with you, please come back and let me buy your services for myself." Koshka rolled her one eye and smiled. "Sure, sure." She hoped all this was worth it in the end.

Just then a door to the water garden opened drawing the attention of Edward Tropp, coming out was Thomas and Celesti, escorted by a pair of guards. "What is the meaning of this?" The old man in the hovering chair called out as Koshka was quick to hope off his lap. One of the guards pushed the two forward and answered. "We found these two in your study sir." The old man's eyes widened with anger. "Whaaaat!?" Koshka and Rose were quick to retrieve their cloths while Thomas and Celesti joined them in front of Tropp. "I warned you boy! I have a good mind to hold you here and feed you to that devil woman. Let her finish the job on the Fields to let me escape." Thomas with his ripped shirt looked angry at him. "Are you mad old man? All I wanted was information, and now you wanna take prisoners?" The orgy around them seemed to ground to a halt to witness the interruption, someone speaking to the big man of Tropp Dome in this manner. Tropp returned his angry look. "It would serve you right, were you never taught to respect your elders?"

Koshka had enough of this and stepped forward. "I'm afraid I can't let you be taking any prisoners sir. Young master here is my pay check, so that won't square with me." Tropp looked at the one eyed naked woman holding her cloths, misjudging her with a scowl. "If I want the opinion of a paid for, whore, I'll give you some credits and let you know what it is." The captain quickly donned her cloths and secured her big tits with an audible hum.

"Well, here I thought, you were just a sex crazy old man, turns out you're ungentlemanly as well." She nodded to the gynoid. "Celesti." Celesti nodded in return, the side of her right leg opened up revealing a holster, with unnatural speed she drew her gun on the old man. There was a collective gasp in the garden, as everyone was assured only the guards would have weapons. The guards themselves reached for theirs but Koshka held up a hand. "Hold lads, tonight doesn't have to get loud. We mean no harm and intend to be on our way, without incident, I should hope." The room was quite, all eyes on them but for Tropp, who was sweating at the end of a gun pointed at his head, then Koshka spoke again. "Or you could do something foolish and your patron is the first to die."

"Lermmm herrmm herrr." Tropp mumble and one of the guards stepped forward. "What's that sir?" Tropp gasped, his eyes fixed on the gun pointing at him. "I said, let them go, you moron." Rose was quick to grab Thomas' arm and whisper in his ear. "Time to go Thomas." The violet beauty and the young Field made for the exit after disarming the guards. Koshka made a grasping motion to the gynoid, at which Celesti tossed her gun to her. "This was a lovely party, sorry we have to go so soon." Much to the shock of everyone in the room, she fired on the old man's hovering chair making it sputter and wobble. Tropp cried out for help before wobbling right into a fountain and crashing to the floor. "That was for the whore remark!" Koshka called out as she ran out the door, tossing the gun back to Celesti who followed. "It really is a nice house." The gynoid said leaving.

The guard at the front door of Tropp palace had his fingers in his ear listening to the radio chatter. "They what?!" He suddenly heard the door behind him open; turning he was greeted with a boot to the face, a spinning heel kick from Rose sent him sailing to the ground like a dropped rock. Thomas looked back running passed the poor guard. "I'm thinking I was wrong about you Star Lancers, I did not expect to get out of there." Rose smiled at him as they ran. "The captain is good at thinking ahead, yet somehow is terrible at chess." Thomas couldn't help but laugh, the first time in a while, feeling alive."

With the entirety of Tropp's guard force mobilized with orders to bring them back, the girls and Thomas ran through the bustling streets of Tropp Dome. Dodging guard patrols, which was relatively easy considering the lawlessness of the colony and lack of cooperation from the denizens. This however didn't stop the Star Lancers being found and chased. The girls managed to loose them for a hot second and Koshka pushed Rose into Thomas around a corner. "Get him back to the Star Lancer, I'll meet you there." Rose looked back. "What are you doing?" Koshka huffed. "If they follow us right to the ship then we will have to fight them to keep them off and try to leave at the same time, just do what I say without be a mom for once." Rose scowled and pulled on Thomas' ripped shit. "I'm not a mom!" She barked as she ran for the port. "Please be careful you idiot!" She finished.

A group of guards came running around the corner and Koshka smiled at them with a wave. "Hello boys." The guards skidded to a stop running into each other. "There they are!" Koshka called out to them. "Surly we can talk about this." Gun fire rang out and bullets struck around her making her yelp and run in a different direction the other Star Lancers went. Koshka decided to lead the guards on a wild chase, and take the long way around to the port to give her crew the time to prepare to leave. She dodged and weaved around and between drunk people, unscrupulously using people to cover her, hoping the guards wouldn't shoot random people, a gamble, but a mercenary one. She turned a corner into an alley after dipping into a crowd of people, hoping the guards think she kept moving down the street. She figured the alley was running parallel to the street heading to the port and weaved between tight buildings to stay unnoticed in an open space.

Soon Koshka came to a stop huffing as her dangling ear ring chimed. She grabbed it and tapped it hearing Rose's voice. "We made it back to the ship, there was some Tropp goons here, but the crew took care of them. Where are you?" Koshka pressed her back to a wall. "Good to hear, I'll be there soon." "How long? You shouldn't have--" Koshka ended the call with a strong exhale. "Quit mothering me already." She lifted herself off the wall and started to walk when suddenly she heard a woman's voice behind her.

"Koshka Thorne!" The one eyed captain looked back seeing a tall woman, she was wearing a pair of shorts showing off her long legs, a loose, sleeveless crop top that hung off her large breasts, it was almost see through, seeing the darkness of her nipples. Her hair was a silver white, locks coming over her face as she huffed but did little to hide her angry red eyes. "I knew it was you the second I saw you." Koshka looked confused and at a loss of words. "Sorry, I....uh..." The white haired woman looked furious. "You know who I am you bitch, others might fall for your stupid little games but I see right through you!"

Koshka's one eye widened as she smiled. "Oh right! We tackled that huge cock together. You changed your hair, you look great. How is Ramsi?" Lyra Starr looked even more furious at the mention of that man. "He threw me out of the Ravager crew, blamed his defeat on me to save face." Koshka frowned. "Ah....well....good catching up with you then." Koshka started to turn and Lyra spoke again. "I've been hitching rides across the sphere, selling my body as fair, taking bar and stripper jobs. I was once a first mate of a good ship. Merc ships wouldn't trust me because Ramsi besmirched my name, pirate ships just wanted another whore." Koshka gave a faint smile and waved a hand. "Look, I'm in a hurry and I'm not really a therapist." Lyra ignored this and continued. "All because of you, Koshka Thorne. Fortune indeed favors the bold..." Lyra pulled a large combat knife from behind her. "...because you fell right into my lap."

Koshka eyed the knife. "Oh..." Lyra smiled. "This may not fix my problems, but it will sure make me feel good inside." She said walking up to the captain to close the distance but suddenly two of the Tropp guards came up behind Lyra. "Hold it right there Star Lancers, we got you now." Koshka raised her hands. "Better do what they say Lyra, they mean business." Lyra looked surprised at the guards. "I'm not with her you idiots, I'm trying to kill her!" "Drop the knife." Is all the guard said forcing Lyra to look angrily at Koshka then back to the guards. "Un-fucking believable." She threw the knife to the ground with a clang and clatter."

"You Star Lancers are done, we will take that ship of yours soon enough, so there is no point in running." Lyra once again tried to protest. "I told you, I'm not with them you fuck-wits." Koshka quickly spoke up with a smile. "No point in deceptions Lyra, these boys aren't dumb enough for it." Lyra looked back to her with shock. "Yeah, we're not dumb." One guard said in a dumb voice. "I'll kill you!" Lyra lunged at Koshka grabbing her neck. Koshka struggled back, but she had a smile on her lips, this interruption created the chaos she was good at taking advantage of. The guards tried to break up the fight by grabbing onto Lyra. "What the hell are you two doing, stop fighting!" A guard called out.

The ruthless fighting mercenary turned unassuming bar whore, Lyra Starr, suddenly released Koshka and grabbed a gun from a guard's holster, faster then he could react, she pistol whipped him in the face. The audible crack sent the guard crying out with a bloody nose to the ground. The other guard, shocked, tried to draw a weapon but Lyra was faster, avoiding the body armor she shot three times in the guard's knees, sending him to the ground howling in pain.

Before she could turn the gun on Koshka, the captain grabbed the top of the pistol and the girls struggled for the pistol, but it was Lyra that won out and pushed Koshka back, raising the firearm. Quick with the trigger, she pulled and all that happened was a click. To Lyra's surprise, the slide was gone, firmly in Koshka's gloved hand. "Sorry love." Lyra yelled and threw the gun at one of the wounded guards, who was calling for help over the comms. Being struck in the head, laying him flat. "Damn you!" She cried out in frustration.

More guards started to come down the alley, hearing the cries of their compatriots. Lyra looked at them and scowled. "Damn it all. I wasn't intending on getting into a fight with them today." Koshka clapped her on the back. "good idea, you stay here, I'll go get help." Koshka started to run down the alley for the port and Lyra eyed the guards for a moment then looked back at the running captain. "Rrrrraaahhh!" Lyra turned on her heels and ran after her.

The two finally made it to the port after an exhaustive run, whether they were running together or one was chasing the other, one could not tell. Koshka finally stopped in front of the docking umbilical to the Star Lancer and turned to Lyra who had just caught up. She looked furious. "I won't let you get away from me! You ruined my life here too, you bitch! You wont get away with this." Koshka raised a hand making the white haired fury stop for but a moment. "Well if you want, you can come with me." Lyra was taken aback by this. Why would she say such a thing? "So you can slap me in irons and air lock me? You think I'm that stupid?" Koshka shrugged and pointed passed her. "Fine, stay with them if you wish. I made my offer, I have spoken." With that, Koshka turned and ran for her ship.

Lyra looked behind her, seeing more of Tropp Dome's would be security guards file into the port of the tiny colony. "But I'm not with them!" She yell out as gun fire erupted from the guards. Lyra ducked and yelled. Koshka's offer struck her as strange, who in this day and age offers an open hand to an enemy? Admittedly Lyra was not in control of her angry rantings and barely remembered what she said, but was Koshka listening all along? Was she taking pity on her? The mere thought made Lyra more angry then she should be. Hearing the guards close in she made the decision; leaping to her feet she bolted for the Star Lancer, leaving behind her temporary home and what little belongings she still had. "Wait for me you blonde space bimbo!" Lyra Starr barked after the captain of the Star Lancer.

End Episode 2