An Index of Desire

The smell of burnt metal clung in the air and a thin sheen of sweat clung to his skin. Peeling himself away from sleeping limbs and the snoring body, Jay rolled out of bed. In his absence, Alex rolled over exposing his lean muscular thighs and tempting morning wood. He would have crawled back in bed right then had Admiral Rose not called him in for a meeting that morning. Forgoing a shower, Jay stumbled into the head just to take a piss, splash some water on his face, and shave before, hopefully, finding a bite to eat. But down at the galley things looked… well, how they usually did with Jessica as their cook.

He stood over a disgusting display of what one hoped wouldn’t be food and looked around the room. Only Vannessia and Tyson had made it down to the galley. It would be too early for the others.

“Nothing but runny eggs and burnt bacon this morning,” groaned Vannessia as she stirred soupy eggs around her plate. She dropped her fork and laid her head down on the table. “You’re lucky we don’t mutiny with food like this.”

“I can’t believe we haven’t starved to death,” added Tyson. The food on his plate was more black, crumbling bacon than soupy eggs. Neither seemed to have been touched.

“You’re both lucky I feed you at all,” snapped Jessica through the galley window. Water splashed around her chest and feet as she scrubbed furiously at some pots and pans from the night before. Given the amount of scrubbing and last night’s dinner, something was probably burnt onto the bottom of whatever pan she was working on. “Plus,” she continued, “it’s not my fault the system on the CS1 bot is down. You get what I give you until someone - Tyson - fixes her.

The bot was down? Fuck. It would take at least a fortnight to replace the unit. Tyson would be the only one on the ship to oversee its fix. But then his stomach rumbled again and Jay stared down at the options put out in the buffet. Before Jay had a moment to consider starvation or food poisoning, screens lit up all around the galley. Admiral Rose’s sharp pale face and sinister green eyes populated the screens. “I do not recall saying to take your time, Jay. My office. Now.”

When the hologram shut off, Vannessia and Tyson let out a chiding, “Ooooo.”

Jay dragged a hand over his face and groaned. Stomach rumbling and head aching for coffee, he did an about face and headed towards the gangway. Smooth white doors slid open and shut behind him as he passed through the airlock and entered Admiral Rose’s ship. A member of her crew escorted him to her office near the front of the ship. Her office was small but orderly with a full mattress tucked away in the corner. The admiral stood by a small window that looked out at the stars. Eyeing the curves of her body that stretched and pulled the navy blue fabric, Jay imagined her buttons popping out and exposing her heavy, round breasts as he pinned her to her desk. But then she turned around and Jay cleared his throat, shifting into attention.

The admiral stood with her arms crossed under her breasts. Jay could hardly stop the drifting of his eyes to peek at the lift of them. One polished black nail tapped on her bicep as she glared at him. “The inspection we conducted yesterday indicates that you and your crew are missing items, yet again.”

Waiting for a question, Jay said nothing.

She strode slowly towards him, every step as graceful as a cat’s. Her eyes darkened as she grew near and a fiendish grin spread across her face. “I thought I made it abundantly clear the last time, that every item on your ship better make it from start to finish. Every time you lose any part of your cargo, we lose money and relationships.”

That slender, pale face of hers was so close to his that Jay had to fight the urge to run a thumb over her lips. Had to fight the urge to grab a handful of her hair and pull her head back and down into submission. Had to fight the urge to put something in that devious little rosebud of a mouth of hers.

Her voice lowered and octave as she all but purred in his face, “Since my previous warnings were not enough, if you do not find the missing Grasshopper Missile and return it to the cargo bay before tomorrow morning, I will punish you.”

Jay couldn’t help but grin back at her. Like lightning she moved. One hand on the back of his collar, the other on his wrist. In one sure movement, Admiral Rose flipped him onto his back. Long silver hoses attached to gleaming claws sprang forth from the floor and clamped around his wrists and ankles. He tried to wriggle free from the shackles, but it was no use. They lifted him off of the ground, a metal brace pressed up against his back. It pushed Jay upward to hold him in place before bringing him back down into a kneeling position.

Low enough to the ground, Jay looked up at her and found that smile still plastered to her face. The satisfaction of having him kneel before her excited Admiral rose. She shifted out a chair from her desk and swung it beneath a foot. Propped up like that, Jay could see that there was nothing under her skirt. Even the black tights she normally wore were gone. Those long, long legs that only looked longer in those black heels of hers were so close to his face that Jay could feel the heat from her thighs - and between them - radiate towards him. The aroma of her sex filling the air. His eyes looked up to meet hers once more as she pressed his face right into the center of her. The strong need of her desire was palpable. He couldn’t help but press his face in harder.

One more metallic claw sank from the ceiling and clamped around his neck. The Admiral was familiar with what he liked and knowing that, she made sure to take certain precautions to ensure his punishment would be extra satisfying. Admiral Rose wanted the control this time, not Jay.

That one foot still propped on the chair anchored her as she rocked her hips back and forth over his face. Breathing between every stroke, Jay wouldn’t break. He lapped his tongue over every inch of her. Her strokes were long and slow; slow enough that Jay could really run his tongue along that opening and taste the sweetness that flowed from her. He swirled his tongue around that hole. When he began to dip his tongue in and out, she stopped and held herself to him, allowing him to explore the depth and tightness of her. He wanted to reach up. Wanted to grab those bouncing breasts of hers and play with the piercing in her nipples. Wanted to dig his fingers into those supple hips. Wanted to take her ass in both of his palms and push her into his face and rock her.

Jay pulled at the silver clamps around his wrists, but they didn’t budge. Noticing him fight against the restraints, the admiral clicked her tongue, “Oh, no, Fallen Star. It’s my turn to get what I want.”

A strong, slender hand grabbed the back of his head and pressed him into her. When his tongue dipped in and out at the pace she liked she bucked her hips and rode his face in short, tight thrusts. With the silky smoothness of her on his lips, he pressed his tongue into that tight bundle of nerves. Her breathing quickened and his eyes rose to meet hers. A bright red flush had risen to her cheeks. Their eye contact made her breaths turn into pants and before his jaw could begin to tighten, her muscles contracted and flexed. Those supple, pale thighs clamped his face further into place as she cried out in ecstasy.

When every shuddering wave was done coursing her through her, the admiral relaxed. Kicking the chair back under her desk, Admiral Rose straightened. One long finger pushed a button on the wall and Jay fell forward, released from his shackles. Unprepared, Jay fell flat onto his face. Admiral Rose swallowed a soft laugh. “There are so many ways that I can punish you in front of your crew, Jay. Toys, too.” Then she bent over him and with a lowered voice said, “Find that missing cargo, or I’ll show every member of your crew exactly how much power I can hold over you.”

Jay, having never been asked a question, only stood and entered into attention. Interest and a challenge sluicing threw his gaze.

“Ah yes, before I forget.” Admiral Rose pushed the intercom on her desk. A loud beep rang out before a voice responded. “Let her in.”

The white door to her office slid open and a tall, red-skinned woman walked in. She was clad in an officer uniform, similar to Jay’s but her ribbon rack only bore one or two pins. Whoever this was, she was fresh.

“She will be joining your crew from now on. I expect that you will personally show her the ropes and demonstrate fully to her what happens when things on your ship go missing.”

“Ma’am.”

“Now, get the hell out of my office,” she ordered. Jay saluted, then did another about face. The tall red woman beamed at him and followed suit. They walked one in front of the other back to the ABSOLUTE without a word shared between them.

Once the door slid shut behind them, Jay faced his new trainee. He went to open his mouth, but the red-skinned alien beat him to it.

“Thanks for taking me on, Admiral. I can’t wait to get started!” She was hardly able to contain her excitement as she hopped from foot to foot. Her hair bounced around two sharp horns that shot upwards from her scalp.

Exhausted already, Jay looked up at her. “Right. Do you have a name?”

“Most people call me Red or Robin. Either one will do! So, where do you need me? I’m handy with a wrench! Or maybe navigating by the stars?”

Realizing all the work Jay had before him, Jay answered, “I have a few things to do, but will be calling the crew together shortly. Wait here. I’ll have Sam or Alex show you around.”

“Aye, aye!”

Before he could even think, Jay needed a shower and a cup of coffee. It was about to be a long day and there was no way he could get through the rest of it without the two. But first, he had to pawn off Red to whatever soul reared their face first.

“Admiral!” shouted a voice from behind.

Jay turned to see Sam red-faced and gasping for air. “I… have… been… looking all over for… you. Did you know the CS1 is down?! Are we supposed to actually eat Jessica’s food?!”

“I’ll have Tyson look at it after our crew meeting.” How could he have forgotten about the food?!”

Sam nodded then stopped at the mention of the crew meeting. “Meeting?”

“I’ll explain later. Right now, I need you to head to the gangway. We have a new member to our crew that I need you to show around.”

“Aye, aye!”

“Just give her a tour. I’ll be there after to give out assignments.”

Sam gave a brief salute and turned to carry out the request.

Jay went back to his quarters. A nice hot, steamy shower was in order. He debated going on about his day covered in the Admiral’s scent, but with the inspection looming overhead, it was best he cleaned up first.

He spent the shower imagining all the ways he could tie her up… maybe gag her and pin her to that desk of hers. The thought lingered even after his shower as he poured molten coffee into his mug. Jay inhaled the rich aroma and sighed into it. It was time to call forth the crew and begin the inspection.

Pushing the intercom on the wall, Jay’s voice sounded throughout the ship. “All crew. All crew. Assemble in the galley for an impromptu inspection. All crew Assemble for an impromptu inspection.” The intercom clicked off and Jay finally took a long overdue sip from his mug.

Footfalls sounded from the hall along with the chatter of the crew. Apart from Jessica’s terrible cooking, everyone seemed in good spirits. Everyone filed in and took seats around the galley. Sam, Alex, Tyson and Red seemed to have adopted Red during his absence. It was always good when new members slid into place on their arrival. The same couldn’t really be said for Jessica, but over time tensions faded and everyone warmed to one another.

“Alright, let’s cut to the chase.” The room quieted. “First thing’s first. Everyone, we have a new member. She goes by Red or Robin. So, if she seems a little bit lost, help her out. And with that, Red, you can hang out, but this next part doesn’t really apply to you.”

“Great! I’ll check out the fridge. I’m starved.” She hopped up, batting her belly.

Some grimaces passed through the crew and Jessica’s sharp voice cut through the air, “None of you better say a single word.”

“I can’t believe you can’t even cook eggs,” grumbled Vannessia.

“You’d think she’d use some of daddy’s money to get cooking lessons by now,” agreed Alex.

“Alright. Tyson, help Red find something edible. Then, please try to fix the CS1 before our next meal.” Jay grabbed the bridge of his nose and sighed.

Tyson popped up and gestured to Red to follow him. The two walked behind the counter and began sifting through the cabinet and fridge.

“Now that that’s settled, a very important piece to our cargo is missing. Your racks are being searched by Admiral Rose’s crew as we speak.” Like a switch that was flipped, Jay’s tired demeanor turned sinister. Darker. Hungrier. “In the meantime, you will all be subjected to a strip search in the efforts.”

Several faces around the room turned bright red. Sam’s eyes were locked in on a speck of dirt on the floor. Alex, on the other hand, began to strip right then and there. Catching the flash of skin, Sam’s flush deepened. “W-what are you doing?!”

Confused, Alex looked around only to find that no one else had moved. “Tch. I have nothing to hide or be ashamed for. Do your worst, Admiral.”

Alex’s eyes were sharp. Confident. Memories of the previous night’s excursions flashed through Jay’s mind. He was certain that Alex’s thoughts were on the very same memories. He had Alex tied to his bedpost, ball gagged and spread for him. His lean, muscular legs thrown over Jay’s shoulders. The breath and heat between them quick and hot. The way Alex melted for him when he cupped his balls or gently sucked them into his mouth before pounding away into him.

Jay’s dark eyes met Alex’s before he knelt down before him. Bringing his lips in to caress Alex’s inner thigh, with one hand Jay reached for his hips to turn him around. Shamelessly, Alex did as desired. The women left in the crowd catcalled or whistled. Well, except for Sam, who buried her face into her hands trying to hide from her brothers’ physique.

He licked his fingers before he brought his mouth to Alex’s firm ass cheek and bit down gently. Alex’s hips twitched and the sight of his arousal made Jay’s breath catch. With one hand and another gesture, Jay urged Alex to bend over. Then he gently pried his firm ass apart. His two lubed fingers circled that exposed hole before plunging in. Alex gasped and fought the urge to lean back into his hand. Smirking, Jay fondled that soft spot inside him that drove Alex crazy. Once. Twice. Three times before finally removing his fingers.

“I think it’s safe to say you’re in the clear.” Jay’s voice smooth and deep. The crew grew silent, but every pair of eyes were locked on to the pair of them. Even Sam couldn’t help but watch. Vannessia swallowed an audible gulp while fighting the urge to bite her lip. “Who’s next?” he rasped, looking among the remaining members.

Sam went to raise her trembling hand, but Jessica beat her to it. “Let’s just get this over with,” she huffed, nose held high in the air. She unhooked a thick, muscular thigh from the other as she stood and strode over.

“This ought to be good.” Vannessia smiled wickedly. “Make sure you search the Kitchen Queen thoroughly.”

“For a search so thorough, I’ll need an extra set of hands.” Jessica’s lips parted at his words. “Alex, why don’t you help me out with the next search?”

Alex lifted his chin to peer down at Jessica, eyeing the dip and curve of her hips. “I think I can manage that.”

Jessica slowly began to strip. She eased off her blouse then shimmied out of her tight bottoms. Jay reached over and unhooked her bra and her breasts fell from its hold. A large, strong hand grasped at one. Held its firm weight. Alex gently clasped her nipple between his index and thumb. He pinched and twisted it gently between them. Jessica let out a gasp but didn’t say a word to stop them. Instead, she removed the last delicate item of her clothing and leaned into Alex’s touch. She placed his other hand on her other breast and leaned in to kiss him.

He obliged her briefly. Opening his mouth for her and massaging her heavy breasts that rose and fell with every breath she took. But it was Jay’s turn. He gently grabbed the back of her neck and bent her over. He was going to explore both her tight little holes even if the missile was no where in sight. The sight. The smell. The taste of her. He wanted it all.

“Look how clean you are,” Jay gasped. “That’s good. I intend on exploring you deeply. You might get a little dirty.”

“Dirty me. Dirty me, Jay.”

Without another word, Jay went down to his knees. Like with Alex, he spread her apart, nudging her legs apart, as well. He buried his face into the back of her, lapping up the wetness between her thighs, dragging its sweetness up into that forbidden little hole of hers. Jessica moaned and Alex couldn’t take it. Couldn’t hold back as his throbbing erection found the back of her throat. With every thrust of his hips he unleashed the pent up desire that Jay sparked within him moments ago.

With Jay behind her fingering her, his mouth tracing the rim of her asshole, priming her for more, and Alex in front filling her mouth Jessica writhed. Her head began to bob in the same rhythm as her hips.

Still watching from her seat, Vannessia looked over to find Sam’s eyes glued on Jay and Jay alone. The corner of her mouth pulled upwards as she took Sam’s hand and led her over to the threesome. Before the girl could protest, Vannessia pressed her mouth to Sam’s. Their kiss transformed from restraint to need with every pass of their lips. Vannessia’s small hands drew up and down Sam’s slender frame. Then in one motion Vanessa tore her clothes off. She turned around to pull Jay’s mouth and fingers from Jessica and pulled him to the floor.

At first, he looked up at her confused, but when he saw the heat on Vannessia’s face and rise and fall of Sam’s breathless chest exposed before him, he understood and allowed himself to be pressed down to the ground. She then turned around and planted herself on top of his face. After a few strides, she reached out a hand towards Sam, urging her to take her place on top of his huge, erection. Sam didn’t immediately place herself on top. She straddled Jay without allowing him to enter her and leaned forward to continue the kiss she shared with Vannessia. As it deepened the need within her grew and that wetness between her thighs began to slick the tip of Jay’s cock. The threat of it between her legs as she played with his tip. She rubbed and teased it while her tongue mixed and mingled with the ship’s doc. And then it was too much.

Jay grabbed her hips and pulled her down. He felt the tightness of her like a wall he just had to pass. The sheer wetness of her easing him in inch by inch until the stretch and feel of her around the full length of him had them both pause what they were doing to gasp. Vannessia bit Sam’s lip and smiled at her as if to say, “You’re welcome.” then she swung her head around to bite at Sam’s neck as they both rode in sync to their desires.

The movement of Vannessia’s hips over Jays mouth began to shift and quicken. The two leaned their foreheads against one another, Vannessia’s hand groping at his second’s breast. It sent Sam soaring over the edge, aching to feel her lips pressed against hers once again. Aching for the feel of Jay to be deeper inside herself. Aching to feel her clit rub against him as she rode him thrust for thrust with Vannessia.

The two women found each other’s lips once more and then began the crescendo between them all. A flutter formed upon Jay’s lips as Vannessia came first. Her moans muffled and then shared as Sam’s entire body tensed and then released upon Jay’s next thrust. Her innermost muscles tightened around his cock, gripping onto him to hold onto the feeling as wave after wave crashed through her. And that was enough to urge Jay on. The power of having two women cum on top of him and the tightness of Sam’s sweet, delicate pussy grabbing onto him throughout it all had him dig his fingers into her thighs and his head arch back as he moaned, filling her with his seed.

They say there panting in place until they could catch their breath again. Vannessia was the first to move as she rolled off of Jay’s face and onto the floor. Sam collapsed on top of his chest and kissed him sweetly as he eased himself out of her finally. A soft moan escaped her lips at the feeling and a thick wetness began to seep from her. Beside them were an equally panting tangle of limbs that appeared to have finished just before them.

And then in his post-coitus clarity, Jay realized that they still had not yet found the missing weapon. He thumped the back of his head on the ground which seemed to signal to the rest that they had met with a very specific goal in mind.

“Shit,” groaned Alex through half slitted eyes.

“Any minute now…” And then as if summoned by Jay’s words, Admiral Rose appeared.

It was clear by her face that the Grasshopper Missile still had yet to be found. Her gaze was like a bucket of cold water tossed up on the entire crew. Jay noticed that beneath the admiral’s skirt, she was still bare. That could only mean one thing.

“I see inspections are going as intended.”

Jay and the rest of his crew scrambled to attention.

“Now, now. We talked about the consequences of this matter. Come on, come forward, Jay. Let your crew bear witness to this lashing.” With a snap of her wrist, the admiral unleashed her favorite crop. A bead of sweat dripped down his forehead as he did as he was told.

Those metal restraints fell from the ceiling and sprang from the floor and clamped onto his limbs once more. Admiral Rose removed her skirt to reveal a strapless strap-on. Two phallic shapes were held in place by her own two holes while a massive purple cock protruded from her front. She walked over to Jessica and pushed her back down to the floor. Holding her hands above her head, the admiral nipped at Jessica’s breast with her teeth before plunging the purple dildo deep into her. She only gave her a few pumps before pulling out and positioning herself in front of Jay’s propped up rear.

“I just needed a bit of lube. It seems I forgot my supply back on my ship.” One long finger entered her mouth then ran around Jay’s own rim. “It’s time we gave them all a show, don’t you think?” And then she slowly eased the strap-on glistening with Jessica’s essence into Jay’s ass.

“This is for losing your cargo again.”

Thrust

“This is for failing to find it.”

Thrust.

“And this… is for all the fun we can have when you yield to me.”

She pushed a button on the watch around her wrist and the dildo began to vibrate. It was exhilarating. The feel of those sensations as they entered him and tingled that sensitive knot within him rose his eyebrows and laxed his tongue. The sounds that came from him at every thrust had many of the crew members reaching down between their legs to join in on the event. Jessica especially needed her release. Sensing that, Alex reached over and began to run his hand in smooth circles over her tight bundle of nerves.

“Keep your eyes on them,” he whispered thickly into her ear. Breathlessly, she nodded.

This time with the restraints was a little bit different. There was enough room to swing himself into the admiral whenever she came into him. He bared down on her thrusts and as the feeling within him tightened and cooled, he began jerk his hips from side to side ever so slightly, knocking the vibrations into his spot over and over and over again. He erupted. He felt himself spill over and shoot out of his body as the spasming waves of ecstasy coursed through him. Jessica’s moans tangled with his through the room, urging the admiral to pump in and out of him faster until the vibrations were too much for her, too. The admiral fell over him, biting his chest as she shuttered through. Pulse after pulse.

The only sound that rang throughout the room were the pants of every body in the room and the soft, fleshy vibrations of the admiral’s new toy.

Two dark-haired heads popped around the corner of the kitchen, chatting cheerily and laughing with something small and plump grasped in Red’s hand. Tyson, how could Jay forget about Tyson? It didn’t matter now, time was up and the majority of the crew had already been searched.

“You guys are never going to believe this.” They said in unison as they shared in another laugh.

“This little doohickey was shoved up the ass of the CS1 bot,” Red waggled the item in her hand before the smile slid from both of their faces.

Admiral Rose shot up. “What do you have in your hand?!”

“I couldn’t figure out what was wrong with the damn thing. Then Red stuck her hand up the back of the bot to see what was inside.”

“A-and I found this,” her voice now sheepish and uncertain.

The admiral blinked in surprise then pulled herself from Jay. One thin, black brow twitched in annoyance, “Will someone explain to me why the missing weapon was shoved up the ass of your CS1 bot?”

And then he remembered. Jay and Alex had been drunk the night before. Coming down from their drunken state, the two crept into the kitchen to sneak some of the dessert from the night prior. After smashing a bit of cake into their mouths and on each other, Alex had reached down to find a plump metal tube protruding from under the counter. The two thought it would be hilarious if they shoved it up the bot’s ass while it was powered down for the night. And then Jay kissed him and the two stumbled and fondled one another all the way to Jay’s quarters.

Alex’s pale ears began to burn red, but Jay said nothing. He could use this as a means for some payback later.

Tyson jumped to fill the dead air, “I don’t know, but Red here just prevented a mutiny.” Jessica harrumphed while Sam and Vannessia shared in a giggle.

Admiral Rose bent over to pick up her skirt before releasing the restraints that still held Jay. She slid the tight fabric up along her legs and over her plump ass before looking around the room. “Maybe you and your crew should clean up. I want you in my office first thing tomorrow morning to go over your next orders.” And then like the wind she was gone. Head held high and heels clicking on the floor, the looming threat of further punishment gone.

“So,” began Red, uncertain she wanted an answer at all, “is anyone going to explain what’s going on here?”

“Just don’t go sticking cargo up any assholes” Offered Jay before collapsing into a boneless state. He was utterly spent.

“And my assignment?”

Jay had nearly forgotten that part. “You’ll be assisting Tyson in engineering. Seems you two work well together.”

“And is clothing optional?”

“Only when you’re not on duty,” Vannessia said facetiously and winked at Sam.

“Nice!” Without another word the tall, red alien stripped off her clothing only to expose a huge cock beneath. Alex and Jay sat up straight, eyes wide. The two then looked at one another and smiled.

“Well,” said Alex, “I think you’ll fit in here just fine.*