Chapter 171 - Dinner Plans

(Shuttle 1, INS Thornbush, en route to Sol System)

Lieutenant Commander Amalia Kornilova breathed slightly easier as she saw the tactical plot on her tablet telling her that her shuttle was nearing its destination. Getting off Thornbush, even for a couple hours, was a rare privilege when the ship was in hyperspace. Oh, she didn’t begrudge the thought of five days staying on her ship. Thornbush was the ‘bait fleet’ used during the Battle for Earth during the Civil War, and she was its commanding officer back then. When one of their officers who was part of the AI’s cult managed to kill the Captain, she took command of her little corvette, and had held it since then. She was really quite proud of her little ship.

Of course, Thornbush was fifteen years old, and while she loved her ship as only a Captain could, Amalia knew she would be lying if she didn’t say she envied the capabilities of the newer, more modern ships she was escorting. The Assassin-class corvettes that the Black Stars created were as swift and deadly as their name suggested. Even that freighter, the Starlight Raven, had already been the subject of rumor when it had aided Princess Sheila’s escape at the beginning of the Civil War, and been used almost like a Q ship during the war, but it had taken on mythical status in naval circles when word spread that her captain had taken out three warships using lightspeed weaponry.

The five-day crossing from Alpha Centauri to Sol promised to be far more interesting than she had expected, to be honest. Shuttle flights between ships at warp were not easy maneuvers, for all kinds of reasons, but they weren’t uncommon. Any military small craft pilot was trained to do these transfers, and the shuttles themselves were designed with them as one of the primary uses of the craft. After all, travel times in hyperspace were long, and fleet commanders often liked to discuss issues with their subordinates face to face.

She’d been surprised when the Captain of the Starlight Raven had commed her shortly after they were in hyperspace, and invited her to dinner on the Shinokage. Normally, the idea of a captain of a civilian freighter inviting a Navy captain to dinner aboard another warship was too crazy to conceive of. Of course, since this particular freighter captain also happened to be the ‘Admiral’ of the Black Star Navy, and literally owned the warship in question (along with most of the people aboard her), things were just slightly different.

She adjusted the screen on her tablet to view the long, black lines of the Shinokage. There was a sensuous look to her. Internal cubage was always at a premium on a starship, but especially in a warship. That rarely left room for aesthetics, which caused ships to become more and more boxlike (or at least cylindrical) the more ‘functional’ they were intended to be, rather than playthings of the rich and powerful. Freighters, especially lighter ones like the Starlight Raven, had some more leeway, as their designers often gave at least passing thought to aerodynamics, to reduce fuel costs in atmosphere, and to at least lessen the burdens on a pilot if they suddenly lost power. The ‘arrowhead’ design of the Raven would at least have SOME lift, which might be all the difference if it ever needed to make a crash landing. Her Thornbush would simply fall like a brick if she ever took it inside the atmosphere and lost power.

Shinokage followed the ‘cylindrical’ school of thought, though only just. It was hard to tell because of the blacker than black paint job, but she could just make out the bulges on her outer hull that hid her powerful energy and missile weapons. No one (outside of Black Star) truly knew what the Shinokage’s actual weapons loadout actually was, but the famous twinned rail guns alone were enough to make short work of anything less than a dreadnought. And with the two assassins in formation, they could even take out a dreadnought in a single salvo, if they got lucky. And this Admiral Mollen had a whole fleet filled with predators like this.

She shuddered slightly, despite herself. She just hoped her Thornbush never had to go against Shinokage or one of her sisters. She was rational enough to realize exactly how long Thornbush would last under those guns.

(Owner’s Suite, BSN Shinokage, en route to Sol System)

“Aahn!”

Amalia moaned as a wave of pleasure passed through her body. How did it come to this? She’d just come to the Shinokage for dinner with the Black Star Admiral and his people, and now, ooh, what was he doing with his tongue?

“No one said you could stop.”

Amalia’s eyes opened as she focused on the pink folds in front of her face, and then looked up, across a firm, toned stomach, and round breasts, to the face of Princess Sheila. Whatever she was about to say was silenced as the princess forced those folds against her lips, smiling wickedly as she did so. Amalia sighed, and gave in to the inevitable, returning to her ‘duty’ to the princess, with all the fervor of a loyal supporter of the Empire.

The whiskered face that had been causing her such pleasure brushed against her own folds as the man’s tongue flicked her clit in such a way that it sent another electric shock of pleasure through her. And then she felt him moving, standing up, maybe? She could couldn’t see, due to the princess straddling her mouth, but she felt him moving, hands on her thighs, a touch of something hard against her slit, and then… oh, oh! OH! All at once? So good!

“Heh. I think the little captain enjoys it. What do you think, Princess?”

“Aah! I think that if she stops doing that with her tongue, we’re going to have words!”

Amalia couldn’t respond, she just moaned, and kept her tongue moving, as she felt the man grip her legs, using them as leverage as he thrust into her, filling her in ways she hadn’t thought possible with a human’s… equipment. The smacking of his balls against her rear punctuated the sound of her moans, and the moans of the Princess, as she did her best to keep the Princess happy while her head swam with pleasure. Oh, god, such pleasure!

Later, much later, Amalia found herself kneeling in front of this man, his seed dripping from her battered womb, as her mouth gladly cleaned their mixed fluids from his shaft. Even that gave her a rush of pleasure she did not know how to contain. It was the same as when he had kissed her during dinner. She’d suddenly felt light-headed, and all she could think of was getting some release. Even now, she was surprised at how she was on the verge of climaxing yet again just by cleaning him with her mouth.

She felt his hand brush her hair as he sat on the bed, and looked up to see the Admiral, with the Princess lying against his back, pressing her chest against him as she smiled down at her. The Princess licked her lips, and spoke softly into her lover’s ear, “Mmh. I do so love seeing someone fall to your… charms for the first time, love. And this one seems very good at polishing a rod.”

The Admiral laughed as Amalia’s cheeks burned red at the bold comment, and said, “Oh, yes, she is quite the artist with her tongue. Very experienced indeed. What do you think, my pet, is she worth giving another round to?”

Amalia looked up, eyes hopeful, though she didn’t stop her work. If she stopped, then they wouldn’t allow her to have more of this man’s delicious cum! That wouldn’t do at all! She’d never tasted anything like it before. Sure, she wasn’t exactly a wanton whore, but she was no blushing virgin, either.

The Princess grinned, and said, “Oh, no. I think she’s had enough for the moment.” Amalia’s eyes went wide. No, she certainly had not had enough! The Princess looked back at her wickedly, and said, “But perhaps, if she’s very good, she can use her tongue to clean me out after you put your next load in me?”

Amalia’s eyes went wide. Oh yes, she would be very good indeed!

(Main Bridge, INS Thornbush, Sol System)

Five days of travel through hyperspace, and they were now here in Sol System. Captain Amalia Kornilova shifted uncomfortably in her seat as the small flotilla dropped back into normal space. Her duty was to escort the Black Star ships while they were in Imperial space, unless they got a mercenary contract. She didn’t know what was going to happen now, but she knew that her immediate role would be a minor one from here on in. The owner of the Black Star company had come to that conclusion as well, and so he was very receptive to a final dinner with her, this time aboard Thornbush. He had only returned to his ship an hour before, when she came on duty.

Without undue vanity, Captain Kornilova could easily admit that she was a very attractive woman. Perhaps not in the way that some supermodels or exotic beauties might be, but she was far from ugly. Hers was the ‘girl next door’ kind of beauty, that was… more approachable than a supermodel’s glamour. Of course, that was before she put on her Navy uniform. She knew the effect that the Navy skinsuit, combined with her looks, had on people. But she was also disciplined enough to keep from getting into ‘entanglements’. She had had flings, even someone she would call a lover, before, but nothing like how this one man took a look at her during dinner that first night in transit, and decided he was going to have her. And have her he did, many times.

Which led to why she was slightly uncomfortable in her seat, of course. Since neither of them knew what would happen after they reached Sol System and that man attempted to get an audience with the Empress, he had decided to give her something to remember him by. She may not have been pure as new fallen snow, but she had never allowed someone to… go back there. But with the… impressive way he’d gone there, and the strength of the orgasm when she finally climaxed as he dumped his load into her poor back door, she was considering allowing that more in the future.

Maybe. If it was him. Or someone who knew what they were doing like he did. Even if her poor rear felt like it was on fire, while she tried to keep his ‘gift’ from dribbling into her uniform since he’d playfully forbidden her to wear underwear for the rest of the day. Of course, the rest of her was pleasantly loose and her mind was euphoric at the thrill of what they’d done. She might be just another notch on his bedpost, but she had known what he was like before she met with him. And it wasn’t like there weren’t some big names keeping her company on that list of names.

She sighed as she leaned back, and looked at the plots. At her order, they sent out the response to the challenge they’d gotten when they entered the system, leaving her to consider things while her crew went about the business of escorting the Black Star leader and his people to the new heart of the Terran Empire, the city-ship Aurum Throni, where all the government affairs of the Empire were centered, now that the surface of Earth was uninhabitable unless you wanted to go back to the steam age, or live in the cramped enclaves behind the fences.

Hmm. Perhaps she should indulge herself a bit. The city-ship was a big place, and rotating the crew through shore leave was always a good way to improve morale. If the Black Stars were going to be hanging around for a while, and her orders to escort their ships remained in effect, perhaps she could slip her own name in the first batch of those going on shore leave? She may not have the kind of money that that man had, but she wasn’t poor. She certainly had enough coin to hire a… professional companion for a night, and the companions, male or female, at the heart of the Terran Empire were some of the best in the galaxy, or so she’d heard.

And maybe they’d teach her a thing or two she could do if that man ever wanted to give her another ‘something to remember him by’. Perhaps she’d get him to remember her! Her face didn’t show it, but inside she was giggling like a schoolgirl at the thought.

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