Date: Wed, 22 Mar 2006 11:31:38 +0000
From: Gdansk <gdansk001@googlemail.com>
Subject: Deltoya - Chapter 2 Episode 2

Deltoya -- Chapter 2 Episode 2

By Gdansk (2006)

Okay, time for Chapter 2, Episode 2

After the quick intro of Chapter One, I decided to make this Chapter
longer. If you haven't read the first one, go back and do so now it's only
a small one so it shouldn't take you long.

Right, Legal Stuff, if you are younger than 18 (or under the legal limit in
your area) go away! If you are 18 or over congratulations, the magical
legal fairies have deemed you are now mature enough to enjoy!

This story contains elements of lesbian sex, mature adult content, incest,
transgender issues, harsh language and just a hint of Vanilla essence.

Also if the spaceships and horny aliens hadn't clued you in I'll tell you
now, this story is fictional, it'd be great if it wasn't but hey that's
life.

And as the background comes into play yes, I know that it bears a slight
similarity to the Microsoft Game Freelancer, in its tale of Colonists
fleeing earth. Needless to say the story only slightly mirrors the basic
storyline of the game and is in no way affiliated with Microsoft or
Freelancer. I only borrow the idea slightly as it is a very good idea, and
it's a shame it has not been followed upon.

Lastly Feedback, I write these stories because I like to write them, I
don't get paid for this, but I crave feedback. It's taken me ages to write
this one and if you have any feedback, positive comments, constructive
criticism, anything at all is accepted. So please send word to
gdansk001@googlemail.com

Right enough of my nagging, on with the story!

************

As the two sisters tried out Marion's new upgrade, Kyra was flying through
downtown central on her way to the commercial warehouse districts.

The cab was small, a miniature retro engine fixed into the front bonnet
allowed it lift, a small single seat housed the pilot and a small couch big
enough for 3 seated the passengers. The inside of the cab smelled awful,
the leather of the couch was torn and old. But still it was cheap, and it
would get her where she wanted to go.

The hover car sailed through the early morning air. Below, a slight mist
enveloped the skyscrapers and buildings that rose into the sky. This far
into Central all that could be seen from horizon to horizon were the
buildings, there were so many it seemed like the entire planet was coated
in them. Even now in the darkness there was still the scattered signs of
the air lanes, the warning lamps that marked the sides of the buildings,
all combining to form a sea of lights zipping fast way below.

However Kyra was too pre-occupied to even look out of her window to the
wonders down below.

Her mind was racing, the Astromo was fit to fly, several hours more and
everything would be ready. However without a cargo there was nowhere to go,
and they might as well be grounded. Thumping her armrest, Kyra scowled, she
would not let that happen, the Astromo was her dream, she had worked her
way through school, college and the rigors of fleet to get her own ship, to
get her freedom. She was going to do whatever it took to get her into the
black.

Soon the little car darted into the warehouse districts, the sea of tall
thin skyscrapers giving way to great stretched out silos and
warehouses. Great Dock yards spread below them, in some sat the beginnings
of Space vessels in all manner of sizes, waiting for the day to break free
and climb into the black, in others sat less fortunate ships, ones who had
just fallen from the black and were waiting repair.

As they descended Kyra looked over the pilots shoulder through the front
window towards there destination, a small collection of storage sheds on
the border of a vast dockyard. Next to the entrance she could make out the
details of a ship, immediately she recognized the Astromo's Hauler. The
Hauler was a small ship, about three times the size of the cab she rode in,
that was used to transport cargo contained on the Astromo when planet side.

The small black entrance slowly blossomed into size and in a minute they
slowed to a halt. Reaching for the hatch release, Kyra waved a Credit chit
in front of the scanner, electronically removing the fare from her
account. Exiting the car she bent over and ran over to the shed doors as
the car kicked up a dust cloud when it sped away into the night. As she
neared the door and the Hauler she saw it was indeed the Astromo's, she'd
recognize that battered piece of frak anywhere.

Walking now through the door as the dust settled around her, Kyra was
greeted by a welcoming call,

"Ahh young Kyra, it is so nice of you to join us"

Turning around her eyes adjusting to the dark, Kyra took in her
surroundings.

She was standing in a wide open storage bay, the center of the floor space
had been cleared of all cargo save one large rectangular crate. Scattered
about the bay were about 20 to 30 armed mercenaries; the Clients thugs.

`Hmmm what civilized company we find ourselves in' thought Kyra as she
continued her inspection.

However over by the crate were two individuals that stood out from the
merc's. One was tall, wearing blue jeans, a black tank top and an old brown
leather bomber jacket. Her beautiful ebony skin led up to her long black
hair, which flowed out of a pony tail from the back of a gorgeous angular
face, Sonya.

The second individual was short wearing a personally fitted dark blue
business suit, white shirt and red tie. Her round plain face was topped
with a buzz cut of fair hair, the Client -- Felecia Hargrove.

Winking at her 2nd in command, she turned to her boss smiling, "It is my
pleasure, Mrs. Hargrove, I understand you wished to see me?" replied Kyra.

"That I did, young Kyra because ever since you agreed to haul my cargo ive
had a nagging doubt."

"Oh and that is?" asked Kyra

"Why would you choose to work for me? You see, ive checked up on your
background, apologies, but in my line of work it pays to be cautious."
Answered Felecia, who then walked over to the crate and, lifting up a
data-sheet, started to read.

"Commander 1st Class Kyra O'Neal, of the Ultima 3rd fleet, serial number
AGB0000345643, top of her class at Ultima Prime College 825 A.L, daughter
of immigrants Scarlet and Susan O'Neal from planet Dublin in the Albion
Fringe, decorated for numerous actions, the third Battle of Saratoga, the
Korolev siege of Armegis Prime, etc, etc" Felecia stopped reciting and
looked up at Kyra,

"And on it goes, so I ask you why would one such young promising fleet
officer decide to chuck it all, and become a simple trader?"

"My reasons are my own, are you telling me that it's not within my
abilities to transport a box?" Kyra replied, not phased one bit that her
client seemingly knew her entire history.

"Suit yourself, but no, no you are more than qualified, however this is not
a normal box" said Felecia.

"No? so what's in it then?"

"I have absolutely no idea" replied Felecia, who then walked over to the
crate before adding,

"A request came in two days ago to move it, it is to be sealed at all
times, and if it is to be opened, damaged or interfered with in any way
then all payment is forfeited. The client paid in physical cash,
practically unheard of nowadays, and as far as my girls can tell me there
are no distinguishable marks or tells at all"

Turning abruptly, she faced Kyra once again and finished with saying,

"But then again you and I are being paid enough to ensure there privacy,
your job is to get it to the target, with no interference from the guild"

"The Guild? What have they got to do with this?" asked Kyra

The Guild was a major corporation in the core systems; it had many holdings
including the upkeep and maintenance of the Jump Gates, gates that allowed
travel to and from the fringe systems. Rumor had it that recently the Guild
had been interfering outside of its jurisdiction, operating as a police
force and enforcing its laws on trade ships.

"Yet again I don't know, but I don't care, most likely they just don't want
them messing about in their business, which they do seem to be doing enough
of these days." Felecia replied

"Very well, well take the cargo, where we shipping to?" asked Kyra

"Planet Yamato, in the Aikido cluster, here are the specific drop points
where you will exchange the crate for your pay" answered Felecia, handing
Kyra a data slate.

"If you have no more questions, I will wish you good luck, and bid you
adjure" said Felecia who then left the warehouse through a back door,
quickly followed by her retinue.

Seeing that their meeting was over and they were now alone, Kyra walked
over to Sonya and the crate.

"Pleasant bunch around here aren't they?, didn't give you any trouble did
they?" Kyra asked

Always on the job her number 2 replied, "Not really sir, they just seemed
to want to meet you in person"

"Very well lets get this crate loaded onto the Hauler", Kyra said

"Yes sir" replied Sonya, and marched away to pilot the Hauler into the
shed.

Watching her 2nd walk away, Kyra evaluated her.

Sonya was athletically built, her long limbs and tight ass perfect for any
kind of physical event or sport. Her nice 34C breasts were big but fitted
her form perfectly. Having known her for as long as she'd known Michelle,
since they were all back in fleet, Kyra knew she could trust her to the
edge and back. Though seemingly cold and calculating to anyone who met her,
Kyra just knew that was a front so that she could better judge people and
their character. Dependable, brave and a damn good Navigator and marine to
boot, Kyra knew if she could count on anyone to back her up in a fight it
would be Sonya. However looking at her now walking away, at the way her ass
swayed to and fro, she couldn't help feeling that she'd like her to back
her up in other circumstances aswell. In fact, Kyra had had sex with Sonya;
she'd had sex with many of the crew on her old ship. It was, in most cases
a necessity, on long voyages alone in space with a limited number of people
and entertainment facilities, the crew generally had to find their own
sources of entertainment.

>From her voyages on her old ship the Astromo, which after its demise she
named her freighter after it, she new that behind her 2nd's hard exterior
lay a ferocious sex bunny. Extremely energetic during sex Kyra had known
them to spend hours fucking themselves in a frenzy. With her lithe athletes
body Sonya could keep going for hours on end, even days probably if she
pushed it. Also, Kyra reflected with a devilish grin, her finely toned
muscles insured her pussy was always extremely tight.

`Ah well, maybe when we get underway there might be some time for fun'
thought Kyra to herself.

Seconds later she was guiding Sonya in, manually slotting in the flyers
grips onto the crates catches.

When it was secure she locked it off, climbed up into the canopy of the
Hauler, sat in behind Sonya and the two of them sped off into the night,
heading for the Astromo's docking Bay.

Half an hour later they arrived in the port. Flying the Hauler into the
Astromo's Bay, Sonya landed her safely and the pair of them jumped off the
ship, and walked towards the ramp that would lead them to the catwalk
connected to the ships spine.

Visibly relaxing, Sonya visibly relaxing, breathed deeply and sighed,

"So we all set?"

Turning Kyra smiled and replied,

"Yep, we've got the cargo, everyone is on board and the Astromo is space
ready, all we have to do is launch"

"Good, it'll be great to be free of the grav again"

Smiling Kyra agreed, they had been planet bound for too long, it would be
good to get into the black once again.

"You go ahead to the bridge and start up the blast off procedures, oh and
get on the comm to Danielle to make sure were fine." Kyra ordered,

"No problem sir, where are you heading?" asked Sonya

"Oh im going to check up on Marion, she seemed hurt or something when she
came aboard earlier" replied Kyra.

As they walked up the catwalk, Sonya pulled out her mini-comm and started
issuing orders to Danielle.

Several moments later, a violently cursing Danielle was jumping out of bed
and pulling on her clothes.

Having listened in on the conversation Amelia complained,

"Awww come on, why do you have to go?"

"Because were gonna launch soon, and I need to do a final check." Danielle
replied.

Sulking Amelia watched as her lover dressed.

"But why now? Cant we play for five more minutes? Pleeeaasse! Pretty
pleeeaasse!"

Laughing Danielle zipped up her worksuit and walked over to the bed,

"We'll play later I promise" and stopping only to kiss Amelia quickly on
the forehead left the cabin.

Sighing angrily Amelia contemplated her situation. She was still horny,
much too horny to rest and wait the endless hours till Danielle came
back. She was also too far gone to just lie there and deal with it
herself. No she needed to go out and find someone else to play with; it
would only be for a short while till Danielle could get back anyway.

Stretching her arms and legs out lazily on the bed Amelia yawned and then
got up. Swinging herself off the bed she bounced onto the floor. Naked as
the day she was born she strutted about the small room, getting the feeling
back into her legs again. As she walked to and fro, her small plump breasts
bounced and jiggled.

Deciding to go hunt for some more fun she made her way to the door and
opening it, stepped out into the corridor. It didn't really occur to her to
put on any clothes, besides for what she had in mind they were pretty much
useless anyway.

>From the next cabin she could hear muffled moans and sounds of some very
energetic sex, the smell of sweat intermingled with girl cum only confirmed
what she suspected, two people were enjoying themselves immensely.

Stepping up to the adjacent cabin, Amelia decided that if two people could
enjoy themselves, three could probably enjoy themselves more. Slowly
opening the door a notch, she peaked in, what she saw immediately told her
that she'd found what she'd been looking for.

There on her hands and knees was Michelle, the ships technician, completely
naked with her butt pointed up in the air, her face pressing into the
mattress and her giant breasts squishing into the bed. Her face was
contorted in what could have been great pain or great pleasure. She was
also moaning loudly and squealing occasionally.

Looking further back on the bed, Amelia saw Marion, Michelle's sister. Also
completely naked, she was kneeling upright, thrusting her hips back and
forth into her sister's ass, her breasts bouncing with every push. Smiling
Amelia started to touch herself; this was going to be a very interesting
show.

An opinion shared by a second observer standing up at the entrance to the
accommodation deck, Captain Kyra.

Having separated from Sonya, who headed up to the bridge, Kyra had turned
into the accommodation deck, just in time to see a butt naked Amelia open
Marion's cabin door slightly.

Taking a moment Kyra admired the view. The Tilean, with her nice perky 36D
breasts, her tight ass and her gorgeous face was pressed up against the
door to Marion's cabin, masturbating at what she saw within.

`Dirty little girl isn't she?' Kyra thought to herself, walking around
completely naked without a care in the world. And if that was enough the
little perv was peeking into someone else's cabin and masturbating,

In the middle of the hallway! `Well we'll have to see about that' thought
Kyra again smirking.

And with that she started to tip-toe quietly down the ramp into the
corridor, trying not to alarm Amelia.

Normally Amelia could have sensed her captain miles away; however with the
saucy show going on right in front of her she was quite distracted.

So consumed was she that she didn't notice Kyra as she slid forward and
whispered into Amelia's ear, "And what might you be doing?"

Squealing in surprise, Amelia whipped around to face Kyra.

"You seem to be underdressed, little one" stated Kyra, who was trying to
keep a straight face.

Blushing greatly, her horniness completely vaporized Amelia stuttered,

"Uhh... yes yes... no sorry... I was just... uhh..."

Staring at the floor Amelia started to backed away to the other side of the
hallway, bowing apologetically, trying to cover her dripping pussy and
hardened nipples.

Admiring the view of the embarrassed young girl Kyra strode towards her,
but stopped sharply as she glanced through Marion's open cabin door.

"Oh my god" she whispered as she drew in close,

As Kyra stared at the incestuous sisters endless fucking, Amelia's desire
started to rise again. Her heightened senses concentrated on her captain
now told her a great deal. For one she was intrigued by what she saw, her
boggling eyes and hunched posture showing her complete rapture. Also she
was horny, desperately so and had been for most of the day, the scent of
her longing sex told her that.

`Hmmm ready to pop eh?' Amelia thought to herself

Tentatively approaching her captain, Amelia noticed too her shuddered
breathing and her hardened nipples, easing up next to Kyra she whispered
into her ear,

"Does Captain need some fun?"  Slowly pulling her eyes off the fuck fest in
front of her, Kyra suddenly noticed her new recruit's attentions. Amelia
was breathing down her neck, so close now that her plump breasts squished
into the Captains side. Smiling at the contact, Kyra looked at the short
gray girl and replied,

"As a matter of fact I do, happen to know where I can find some?"

In response Amelia leaned away and, taking Kyra's arm, led her into
Danielle's room.

Closing the door behind her, Amelia motioned Kyra over to sit on the bed,
then slowly she climbed on top of her, so that she was kneeling, butt
naked, over her captain who was lying straight on the bed.

Lowering her face to her captains she started to kiss her. Tentatively at
first, Amelia gently kissed Kyra's lips, kisses which were eagerly
returned. Slowly she opened her mouth and her tongue played along her
Captains lips, before Kyra in turn opened her mouth, their tongues
entwining and sliding about each other.

Whilst she tongued her new boss, Amelia slowing lowered herself onto
Kyra. Now lying completely on the taller woman, their breasts squished
together as Amelia started to grind her crotch into Kyra's.

Kyra, losing herself within the young alien slid her hands along Amelia's
back before firmly gripping her ass. As Kyra squeezed her tight butt,
Amelia moved her hands to her breasts. Finding the cloth that separated
them too restrictive she expertly undid the buttons holding it together,
and slid the material over the Captains shoulders.

Briefly Kyra let go of Amelia's ass to let her pull off her shirt which
then allowed Kyra's nice big breasts to bounce out into the open air, her
nipples instantly hardening. Smiling in delight, Amelia leaned down to
suckle the newly released breasts. With one hand she caressed the left
breast, with the other she tongued around Kyra's right nipple.

As the sensations from her breasts flooded into her, Kyra started to moan
in pleasure,

"Oh yes, yes, keep going"

Hearing the encouragement, Amelia switched, now moving her mouth over to
suckle on Kyra's left nipple and caressing the right with her hands. She
continued in this vain, suckling one breast for awhile before switching
place with the other, trying to spend equal time on both. After awhile
Amelia moved her right hand down Kyra's stomach to her crotch.

Unbuckling her belt and trousers, Amelia slowly slid her hands into her
lovers panties, groping slightly she felt the dampness that soaked
them. Slowly she slid a finger into the warmth of Kyra's pussy, teasing
into her lovers snatch, sliding it up and down the tight snatch.

"Ohhh yesss" Kyra moaned, "Get your fingers inside me, that's an order"

"Ooooh yes sir" Amelia complied, sticking two more of her fingers into
Kyra's pussy stretching the walls further and eliciting a moan from her
Captain,

"Ahh! Yes that's it finger fuck me, oooh yes make be cum you tart!"

Freeing her mouth from Kyra's nipple, Amelia said,

"Oooh dirty girl needs some relief, well let's see about that"

As she said this, Amelia started to slide her fingers in and out of her
lover. Kyra was nice and tight and Amelia loved how her fingers filled her
so snugly. She already felt her new lover's juices begin to flow over her
fingers so Amelia knew she was hitting the right spots. As her pace
increased she lowered her head down to Kyra's swollen clitoris and started
to suck and tease it with her teeth.

As she sucked Kyra's clit and let her fingers get wet with her juices,
Amelia fantasized about the other members of the crew, about all of them
gathering together fucking each other senseless in an orgy of pussy that
would last for days.  The delightful visions that played in Amelia's head
drove her on with a fury as she really got into Kyra's pussy, sucking and
fucking her like a girl possessed.

Shuddering in response to the assault on her sex, Kyra cried,

"OH FUCK! FUCK THAT'S IT, MORE, PLEASE GOD MORE!"

Feeling her partner tense as she neared her orgasm, Amelia increased her
pace even more, her hand now darting in and out of her snatch, her lips
firmly clasped on her clitoris.

"Oooooohhhh! Ahhhhhhh! IM CUMMMMIIIIIIINNNNGGG!!! Kyra screamed, her legs
wrapping around Amelia's back and capturing her in this most pleasurable of
positions.

Amelia's cries of delight were muffled by the exploding pussy in her face
as Kyra did indeed come, right up against her lips.  She drank her
Captain's pleasure, savoring every drop of cream and letting it cover her
face. Amelia felt so delightfully slutty at that moment, eating Kyra out
and letting her come all over her face, covering her lips and streaking her
hair.  It made her want more.

Kyra's chest heaved with every gasp and cry of her orgasm. She looked down
to see Amelia's silver head buried between her legs, lashing her tongue
over her shuddering pussy and it was so sexy to see.

"Oh god I needed that!" Kyra panted,

Lifting her head up, Amelia smiled at her lover, her face glistening with
girl cum in the cabin's light.

"Anything for my Captain" she said, winking at Kyra.

`Damn! That girl is so damn sexy' Kyra thought as she stared into the
Tilean's dark black eyes, her face still dripping with her cum. After a
second Amelia asked,

"So, up for round two?"

"Hmmm you bet!" teased Kyra as Amelia winked and turned down to her pussy.

Smiling Amelia lowered her head again to Kyra's crotch, ready to start the
fun again, however she was rudely interrupted.

The Inter-ship speaker system burst into life yelling in Sonya's voice,

"ALL SHIP SYSTEMS ARE FULLY FUNCTIONAL, ALL CREW REPORT TO THE BRIDGE FOR
TAKE-OFF PROCEDURES, REPEAT ALL CREW REPORT TO BRIDGE FOR TAKE OFF
PROCEDURES",

"Oh well, its show time" said Kyra, sliding off the bed and gathering her
clothes together, but upon noticing Amelia's frown added, "Don't worry,
well have plenty of time to finish this later"

Cheering up Amelia grinned and jumped off the bed, her breasts bouncing as
she pulled on her trousers.

Seconds later Kyra and Amelia pulled open the door to their cabin and
jumped through, turning to walk up the corridor they almost ran into
Michelle and Marion who were just emerging from their cabin, still pulling
on their clothes and sweating profusely.

Grinning mischievously Kyra asked, "And what have you two been doing?"

Blushing at having been caught the two sisters started to stammer excuses
but Kyra waved them off,

"Don't worry well go over it later, now were ready to launch so lets go"
And with that the quartet ran up the ramp and into the spinal corridor,
heading for the bridge.

Minutes later they emerged, to find Sonya and Danielle sitting at their
stations.

Grinning, Kyra vaulted over the back of her command chair. Sitting herself
down, she looked around as Michelle walked over to her console and logged
in, Marion in tow, Amelia prancing over to Danielle's station.

"So we ready?" Kyra asked aloud,

"Yes, sir all set" Sonya answered,

"Okay then, Sonya take us out!" Kyra ordered

With that Sonya turned round and keyed in Ultima Centrals docking control,

"Be advised Ultima central, this is Free trader vessel the Astromo ready
for departure in 5,"

As she spoke members of the crew keyed in start up commands,

"4" as Michelle booted up the Navi comm, consoles blinked on all round the
bridge,

"3" as Danielle started the engines and eliciting a roar and a shake from
the rear of the Astromo,

"2" as Amelia gripped Danielle's shoulders,

"1" as Marion gasped, the docking bay doors sliding open to reveal the
newborn Ultima day,

"0" as Kyra, Captain of the Free ship Astromo, realized she was finally
free,

"Go" and with that the Astromo rocketed into the sunrise, quickly clearing
the docking bay her accelerating engines pushing her higher and higher into
the atmosphere,

Within seconds they had cleared the city, seconds more they had cleared the
world, entering orbit the massive engines mounted at the rear cut out as
smaller inter system engines took the strain and pushed the Astromo into
the black, toward her freedom.

********

As the Astromo rocketed skywards, several individuals watched there ascent.

In a small office, situated in a warehouse somewhere in Ultima Central's
docklands, a view screen showed the ship violently breaching the protective
womb of the planet and sailing into the black.

"And there we have it, your cargo is safely on its way" said Felecia
Hargrove, seated behind an opulently furnished desk.

Her companion stood in front of her, watching the vid-screen. She was tall
and darkly dressed, her face was masked.

"All with the minimum of fuss, O'Neal is a good captain, she'll get your
cargo to its destination with no problems" Felecia said aloud.

The Dark woman turned to face Felecia, asking in a husky dry voice, "And no
paper work, no discernable trail?"

"None whatsoever, the only folks that know about this is me, my crew here
and the folk on that ship." answered Felecia, smiling.

"Excellent" replied the Dark woman, who then reached into her trench coat
for something.

"Ahh yes, payment, I take all kind of currency, though of course I would
prefer Core credits if you can manage it, the account details are..."

However Felecia paused as she saw what the woman was recovering, turning
she started to dive under her desk but never made it, as a hyper velocity
plasma round hit her between the eyes and exited out of the back of her
skull, taking most of her brains with it.

Stalking around the desk the Dark woman surveyed her kill, making sure she
was dead before saying aloud to the room,

"You heard what she said, only the people on the ship and those here know
now, kill any you find here"

Startlingly, as she spoke two dark shapes detached themselves from the
walls. Whereas seconds before there had been shadow two figures now
stood. Tall and thin they were bulked out in heavy black commando gear,
each bearing a hyper velocity rifle in their hands. Standing there the two
of them had an incorporeal feeling about them, as though they were both
there and not there at the same time.

Having received their orders the two turned and burst through the doorway
into the warehouse proper.

Still staring at the deceased form of Felecia Hargrove the Dark Woman
listened as the shooting and screaming started. Sighing she turned away and
stalked off into the warehouse to join her agents.

Alone in the room the blood spattered vid-screen still played, showing the
Astromo break away from orbit and accelerate away.