John woke around midday, stretching languidly as he felt a couple of very familiar, soft, and warm, female figures cuddling up next to him. He glanced down and smiled fondly at the blonde and brunette, who were hugging him tightly in their sleep, as though not wanting to let him out of their grasp. Relaxing back in bed, he thought back to the rather uncomfortable debrief he'd had with Vice Admiral Charles Harris, after they'd returned from New Eden in the early hours of the morning.

Although the evidence against the Armoured Cobras had been damning, Charles had been catching some flak from senior officers in High Command, who had previously sanctioned the use of the mercenary group. Worried about possible bad press, when there was already a tense public mood due to the Dragon March conflict, the Terran Federation military were desperate to avoid news of the rogue merc group's criminal origins from getting out. Charles had therefore had some choice things to say about John's spontaneous bit of summary justice.

"Why not just own the story?" John had eventually suggested in exasperation, growing weary of being chastised for vigilantism. "Say that Terran Federation High Command suspected something was amiss with the Armoured Cobras, and they sent me, 'the Lion of the Federation', to get to the bottom of it. Then they look like they're rooting out any bad elements, and can claim the moral high ground. Besides, we rescued half a dozen kidnap victims, and a few interviews with them reunited with their families will sell whatever story you want."

Charles had been taken aback by this, and he studied John suspiciously as he asked, "Have you been taking Public Relations training since you retired?"

John shrugged and said dismissively, "People will accept any story you tell them, as long as you put in the effort to make it convincing. In any case, the Terran Federation legitimately seized the assets of that Merc group, so you've now gained a modern cruiser to replace your losses in the Dragon March, and reclaimed a partially terraformed planet for free. High Command should be falling over themselves to thank me, not giving me grief."

Charles looked startled at his tone, but then looked thoughtful, and said, "I'm sorry John, you're right. I'll discuss this with Admiral Devereux, and see how we can spin the story for some positive PR."

They said their farewells, and once the call ended, John had strolled onto the Bridge to confirm that a course had been set for the Trankaran Republic. Satisfied that they were well on their way, he then joined the girls in bed. His irritation with the debriefing had fallen away as he'd lain in bed with them, and they'd all drifted off to sleep almost straight away, everyone exhausted after the long and arduous day.

John waited patiently for the girls to awaken on their own, not wanting to disturb them. He glanced over to his right, looking past Alyssa and Dana, and saw Rachel's beautiful face looking serene as she lay asleep on the pillow. He studied her for a while, and she seemed to have found a sense of peace, which had previously alluded her the entire time he'd known her. He smiled in satisfaction, glad he'd been able to help the tawny haired girl deal with some of the ghosts from her past.

Alyssa's tousled blonde hair suddenly blocked his view and she smiled at him, then leaned in for a kiss. *Good morning, handsome,* she thought to him, as her soft lips brushed his own.

*Good morning to you too, beautiful,* he replied, feeling in a jovial mood that morning.

The other girls all started to wake up as well, gently nudged into consciousness by Alyssa's telepathic wake up call. They sat up and stretched, glancing at John flirtatiously, which soon had him thinking of interesting ways to start their day.

*Uh, uh. Not so fast mister,* Alyssa told him sternly. *We need to talk about what happened yesterday first.*

The girls fanned out in a semi-circle on the bed, with Alyssa sitting opposite him. John looked at each of them in turn, then said proudly, "You girls were all incredible yesterday. You performed perfectly in the battle, reacting calmly and sensibly to all the surprises that were thrown at us. The fact we all came out of it unscathed is a testimony to your outstanding efforts."

They all smiled broad, sparkling smiles to receive such praise, but Alyssa's fell away, and she frowned as she said, "Yes, the girls were amazing, but you just went missing for about twenty minutes, and left Dana and Rachel to fend for themselves! It was also my first time in command on the Invictus, and If I'd made a bad call, everything could have gone horribly wrong. I couldn't contact you or anything!" There was a hushed silence for a moment, and when she continued, they could all hear how worried she was as she added, "We were all very lucky it didn't turn into a real disaster. What happened to you?"

John faltered and shook his head in confusion as he said, "I've no idea... I was jogging along with Dana and Rachel, then I just blacked out. When I came to again, I was in the south east corner of the base near the outer wall. I ran over to rejoin them at the backup generator, and we continued on from there."

Dana thought back to when he'd made his sudden reappearance, and said in a quiet voice, "When you finally turned up, the paint on your sword was all chipped, so you'd obviously been in a fight."

Rachel nodded as she said, "And you weren't injured, but you were drenched in blood."

Alyssa reached out and took John's hand as she asked with concern, "Why would you lose control to Progenitor-John like that?" She then looked around and added, "I think we're all agreed that's what probably happened, right?"

The girls all nodded quietly as they looked to John for an explanation. After a long moment, he shrugged helplessly, and looked troubled as he replied, "I'm sorry, I haven't got any answers for you. After we discussed this previously, I'd just assumed I'd only lose control like that when I, or one of you, was seriously injured."

Alyssa crawled over the bed to join him, giving him a hug and saying gently, "Maybe we should try and avoid letting you be in combat situations on your own, at least until we can get some answers."

John nodded. Hugging her back tightly, he looked around at the girls as he said, "I'm sorry that what happened put you in danger. I swear I had no control over it."

Alyssa leaned in and gave him a kiss, then said with a smile, "It's alright, we aren't blaming you. It would be good to know why that happened though."

He smiled at her ruefully and said, "One more for the list of progenitor mysteries I guess."

They sat for a moment wondering about that, before Rachel cleared her throat, drawing their attention to her. She paused for a moment, before saying in a voice thick with emotion, "Can I just say thanks to all of you, for putting your lives on the line for me like that. Now that I've finally got justice for my mother, it feels like she can rest in peace. I'll never forget what you've all done for me."

There was a chorus of soft sighs as the girls were touched by Rachel's heartfelt words. Alyssa moved aside, and John opened his arms for the tawny haired girl. She immediately responded to his invitation, and hugged him tightly as he encircled her in his muscular arms. The other girls joined them, surrounding Rachel in a loving group hug. When they finally parted, Rachel smiled at them all gratefully.

Alyssa looked hesitant for a moment, as though she wanted to raise some other topic of conversation, but didn't want to bring down the mood. Rachel could feel her indecision over their bond, and smiled at her as she said encouragingly, "It's alright, go ahead."

The blonde girl smiled at her gratefully, then said, "Sorry to bring this up, but while everyone's here, I think we need to discuss Irillith. I'm getting worried about her pet AI."

This had all their attention on her immediately, as she said, "Yeah, she confirmed it was an AI before she unleashed it on the mercenary cruiser. That's not the only worrying part though. She summoned it from her vambrace just like she did on New Eden, but the first time the AI appeared, it turned on her. It threatened to turn the oxygen off in the ship, and If Irillith hadn't killed it off, I'm sure it would have tried!"

Calara nodded and said with a frown, "The sound of the AI's death cries were awful. It sounded like it was in agony." She glanced at Dana and asked, "Can an AI actually feel pain?"

Dana shrugged helplessly and said, "I'm sorry, I've got no idea. I haven't had any kind of experience dealing with an AI before. I guess if the programming was sophisticated enough, it might be able to feel simulated pain responses, but why you would build such a thing into a digital construct in the first place is beyond me."

John looked concerned and asked, "How worried should we be about the AI taking over the ship?"

The girls all exchanged glances, no one knowing for sure, and Alyssa said tentatively, "Her kill switch will probably keep it from getting loose on its own, but we might need to be more worried about Irillith ordering it to attack."

Dana laughed and said sarcastically, "I guess we'll have to try and be bestest friends with her, to make sure that doesn't happen."

Calara looked thoughtful and said tentatively, "I know we've had a chequered history with Irillith up till now, but she really came through in the fight against the Cobras defensive fleet. We were in really big trouble, and heavily outnumbered, until her hacking one of the cruisers tipped the battle in our favour. She turned it from a three-against-one slugfest to a one-on-one turkey shoot. The Red Hornets deserted the battle after the Cobras started firing on each other, so we have her to thank for that too."

Alyssa nodded, and said, "As much as it pains me to admit it, our gorgeous Tactical Officer is right about Irillith. Her attack on the Cobra cruiser turned that whole battle from a really close run thing, to a complete cakewalk. We should definitely make the effort to thank her."

Jade grinned and said, "I can go and ask her if she wants to join our victory celebrations if you want?"

The girls all turned to look at John with teasing smiles on their faces, and he knew that if he said the word, Jade would do exactly that. Part of him was sorely tempted, despite knowing the acerbic reply the invitation would receive. He had seen the teasing looks the Maliri girl had been giving him over the last few days, despite her otherwise cold and haughty demeanour. He could just imagine the indignant look on her face, as her angry pursed lips were forced to spread around the broad throbbing head of his cock, and the thought had him hard as a rock almost instantly.

Alyssa grinned at him and reached down to take his pulsating shaft in her hand. She stroked him lazily as she noted, "I think little John likes that idea."

Calara's olive toned hand snaked out to grasp him as well, and she bit her lower lip coyly as she said appreciatively, "I don't think you can call this beast 'little'!"

Rachel crawled over to join them, and cupped two of his swollen balls in her soft hands, then gasped, "You poor man, you're so full!"

Dana had moved lithely onto her stomach, and she shimmied closer so that she could begin to lap lovingly at another of his engorged orbs. She paused her languorous licks to say, "That's because he didn't use us to empty them yesterday." She glanced up at him, her sky blue eyes flashing with lust as she said, "You know I belong to you, and you can take me whenever you want. You should have just bent me over a console, and got yourself off using one of my tight holes."

John groaned as the four Terran girls worked on him in tandem. They were right, his quad was packed to the brim, having got quite accustomed to having a different lusty young lady empty them at least three times a day.

Jade knelt in front of him, being careful not to get in the other girls way, and leaned in for a tender kiss. She then stared at him intently with her emerald, vertically slitted eyes, and purred seductively, "So, who do you want first?"

He found himself getting drawn in by her hypnotic verdant gaze, but he pulled back a little, and glanced down at the eager young faces staring back up at him. They were all so beautiful, and he wanted to be with all of them so badly, choosing was an impossibility.

The Nymph could see the indecision on his face, and gave him an enigmatic smile as she sat upright. "Don't worry, you don't have to choose," she said sympathetically, and reached up to begin plaiting her hair.

John watched the green-skinned girl curiously, wondering what she was up to. Alyssa giggled with excitement as she darted off the bed, and he knew that if the adventurous blonde girl was that enthusiastic, he was going to be in for a wild time. The other girls all glanced at each other, sharing some kind of in-depth telepathic conversation, and with broad grins on their faces, they all changed position on the bed.

Calara knelt in front of him, and after kissing the head of his cock lovingly, she smoothly took him down her throat. He was soon fully encased inside her, and her velvety soft tongue slathered up and down his length, making sure he was nice and wet. Dana and Rachel moved to his left side, with the tawny haired brunette lying on her back, and the redhead lying astride her. Dana brushed her thick auburn tresses away from the side of her face to give him a better view, and the two girls began to kiss each other tenderly.

Meanwhile Alyssa was back, and she knelt behind Jade, slipping a familiar looking tube into position. The Nymph was studying John's face intently, and she smiled at the inquisitive look he was giving her. Jade paused her plaiting for a moment, and her look grew even more hooded with lust as Alyssa squeezed, and filled her with lubricant.

"Thank you," Jade said in a low, throaty voice as Alyssa finished, and the two of them kissed lovingly.

When they parted, Calara carefully eased his saliva coated length out of her throat, then moved to his right on the bed, and rolled lithely onto her back. Alyssa looked like a stalking cat as she prowled towards Calara, her bright blue eyes sparkling with excitement. She straddled her lover's coffee coloured belly gracefully, and once she had made sure their full breasts were perfectly aligned, leaned down to press their chests together. The taut young flesh swelled out to the side, and Alyssa copied Dana's movement, brushing her hair to one side, so that John could see the teens kiss.

Calara let out a contented sigh as she whispered, "I love you, my beautiful blonde goddess."

Alyssa smiled at her adoringly, and replied, "And I love you, my gorgeous Latina temptress."

John was touched at the sincerity of their words, and he watched entranced as the two ravishing young women kissed each other passionately. He glanced to his other side and saw that same look of wonder in Dana and Rachel's eyes, as they lost themselves in each other's loving kisses. When he looked back at Jade, she was gazing at her friends, with a wide, beatific smile on her lovely verdant face. She noticed him watching her, and her smile turned inviting as she held out her hand for him.

He crawled over the bed to her, and she grinned at him impishly as she whispered, "It looks like your crew have paired off, and fallen head over heels in love with each other. I'm here to give you some backup if you want to straighten them out."

John chuckled at her mischievous look and said playfully, "But I'm so outnumbered, how can I keep them all satisfied?"

Jade winked, then repositioned herself to kneel submissively in front of him, facing both sets of girls. She watched her friends kissing sensually, and she sounded eager as she said, "Mount up, and let's see what I can do to help!"

John didn't need to be told twice, and when Jade reached back to pull apart her firm, rounded cheeks, he nuzzled the head of his cock against her ass. Her dark-green skin looked entrancing in the brightly illuminated room, and the viridian lines that highlighted her curves, accentuated her spectacular figure.

The Nymph glanced over her shoulder at him, and the look she gave him was wild and uninhibited as she gasped, "I'm slick and prepared for you, Master! Just force your way in, I promise it will feel amazing!"

Unable to turn down such an enticing offer, John took a firm hold of her waist, and prepared to push into the wonderfully exotic girl in front of him. Jade surprised him when she shook her head, saying, "I braided my hair into reins for you. Use them to ride me."

John looked startled as he stared at her, and her eyes shone with excitement when she saw an enthusiastic grin spread across his face. He wrapped a braid in each hand, and then pulled her head back towards his chest, making the Nymph arch her back. At the same time, he pushed forward with his hips, sinking his entire cock up to the balls inside the intense heat of her snugly gripping ass. He paused for a moment, relishing being buried deep inside her body, and he felt her shift smoothly around him.

Jade turned her head as much as she could, restrained as she was by her hair, and she winked at him as it felt like a hot wet tongue glided up the entire length of his cock. When it had finished, her passage gripped him tightly, and began to ripple along his shaft.

"Fuck! That feels so good," he groaned appreciatively, closing his eyes as he revelled in the sensations. "All that shapeshifting practice has paid off!"

Jade smiled at him adoringly and purred, "I live to serve you, Master."

He opened his eyes, and transferred both braids to his right hand, so that he could turn her head to look at him. He was about to tell her that he wanted her to be free and independent, but when he saw the yearning look in her emerald eyes, he knew what she really needed to hear.

He slipped his left hand down to lovingly caress her slender belly, as he whispered in her ear, "You serve me so well, little Nymph. I'm going to feed you, and make you grow strong for me. Then I'll use your gorgeous body to breed a whole new race of beautiful green-skinned girls, just like you."

Jade's eyes flared, her cat-like irises widening with arousal, and he could feel her dark-green skin heating up as she leant back against his chest. "I'm so lucky you found me, Master," she told him reverently.

John leaned down and held her head firmly in place as he kissed her fiercely. Jade revelled in feeling his mighty strength pinning her against him, and she sighed with delight when their lips parted. "So powerful..." she purred ecstatically.

John began to ease his hips back before sinking forward into her depths, unable to stop himself from moving inside her any longer. Jade was brought back to the situation at hand, and she gazed up at him as he slowly sawed in and out of her tightly gripping ass.

"Hold still a moment, Master," she urged him in a reassuring voice. "I promise I will make it worth your while."

He stopped moving when he was fully sheathed inside her, and watched her curiously as she closed her eyes. Jade took a deep breath, and then four dark-green appendages began to slowly snake out from her verdant torso. The tentacles grew in length, getting longer and longer as they undulated towards the four teenage girls, who were still lost in their gentle feminine kisses. John watched their progress in amazement, astounded at Jade's ability to shape her body like this. His eyes threatened to roll out of his head, when he watched the end of each tentacle form into a throbbing, dark-green replica of his cock.

The girls were still lying chest to chest, and all four of them eased apart their tender thighs, allowing the probing tentacles to approach them purposefully. He lurched in shock when it suddenly felt like the head of his cock had just nudged up against four tight young pussies all at the same time.

Jade gazed up at him, her head still pulled back by his clenched fist, and she nodded as much as she could, restrained as she was. "That's right," she murmured encouragingly. "You can use me to fuck all of your mates at the same time. Now pull back your cock until just the head is inside me."

John stared into her eyes, and did exactly as she asked, drawing back until only the blunt head was still wrapped in her tight body. He let out a loud, lusty groan as Jade penetrated all four girls at the same time, their wet young pussies stretching wide to accommodate the dark-green, bulbous heads at the end of each tentacle.

"Now, push back inside me, and we'll remind your mates what it's like to be impaled on your cock," Jade hissed, urging him on.

John held on to her tightly, then thrust back inside her body. "Holy fuck!" he gasped in shock, as he felt the exquisite sensation of penetrating each of the five girls simultaneously.

If that wasn't enough to tip him over the edge, hearing all four teenagers moaning with relief as Jade thrust into them, had him gritting his teeth to stop from blasting the Nymph full of cum. He panted as he struggled to maintain his self-control, but it was a real test of his willpower.

"So strong willed," Jade said in awe, shaking her head in admiration. She then smiled at him coyly and said, "You're going to need to fuck them hard, to remind them they belong to you. Take me roughly, and I'll make them feel your masculine dominance over their nubile bodies."

John took a deep breath to steady his breathing, and focused on calming his heart, which was pounding with excitement in his chest. He released Jade's hair, and held on tightly to her hips, holding her firmly in place. Jade shook her head gently, and the braids fell out immediately, leaving her long dark green tresses to swish over her back as she turned to look at him.

"Fuck me hard!" she urged him lustily.

Carefully pulling back until just his head was buried inside her, he glanced to his sides and saw the thick green tentacles match his movements. He lunged forward suddenly, and the four hefty tentacle cocks slammed forward into the writhing girls, making them cry out with pleasure. Alyssa and Dana both arched their backs in an almost identical motion, and they moaned loudly as he began to drive into Jade with long thrusts, the dark green cocks matching his movements.

All four girls stared at him with open mouthed amazement, as he proceeded to fuck the hell out of all of them, with Jade as his proxy. Her pert round cheeks trembled as he slapped into them with powerful thrusts of his hips, skewering her with long, determined strokes, as he drove into her yielding flesh. The teenagers clung to each other helplessly, as Jade's writhing appendages matched the relentless pounding rhythm he was setting, and they moaned breathily as she stuffed them full of dark-green cock.

One by one they screamed in ecstasy as they came, grinding against each other, as the meaty cocks pounded in and out of their overheated pussies. When Jade cried out John's name in ecstasy, he slammed up to the quad inside her, and they joined the girls in a spectacular climax. His bloated balls were aching for release, and he unloaded long, powerful spurts of cum inside the Nymph's clenching passage. She gasped and groaned as he rode her hard, while his throbbing cock flexed and convulsed inside her glorious athletic body. Jade's incredible ass gripped him tightly, and faithfully transmitted the feeling of all five of his girls cumming around him at the same time.

The four dark green tentacles faithfully spurted his load into their fertile young wombs, and soon their rounded little bellies were brushing against each other as he filled them full of spunk. The four girls alternated between staring lovingly at him, and sharing intimate looks with their beautiful female lovers. His orgasm seemed to go on forever, with long spurts of cum shooting up his length and into Jade, as she eagerly milked him for as much cum as he could give her. His four balls eventually quivered as they gave up the last spurt of his cum, and he collapsed against Jade, feeling drained completely dry. She supported his weight easily, and she murmured loving words to him as he struggled to regain his breath. He could feel the four tentacle cocks slipping out of four tight pussies, and he watched in amazement as they snaked back towards Jade, shrinking and merging into her.

John noticed her body had started to give off light, from the glowing ethereal lines that pulsed out from her belly, and he figured she had saved some of his cum for her stomach. He gently eased out of her, and his long semi-hard cock slipped slowly out of her well-lubricated passageway. The Nymph helped him collapse in the middle of the bed, and then snuggled down against him, looking up at his face as she rested her head against his shoulder. The other girls quickly moved to join them, and soon they were all curled up on the bed together in a big, satiated pile.

"That was crazy," Alyssa said with a happy sigh, as she revelled in the afterglow. "It was like I was fucking John and Calara at the same time."

The other girls nodded eagerly, and reached out to stroke Jade, showing their gratitude for such a wild and unique experience. She purred happily at their attention, a radiant smile on her beautiful face.

John chuckled, and glanced down at Jade as he said playfully, "That was awesome, but I don't think it worked the way we intended. We'll have to team up and think of other ways of curing their lesbianism."

Jade nodded, giggling happily, and the other girls joined in, filling the room with the wonderful sound of carefree female laughter.

***

Irillith arched her back as she came, her fingers working in a blur over her clit as she gasped and moaned with pleasure. Her thighs trembled uncontrollably, and she let out a long low cry, as she brought herself off to an intense climax.

She had woken a little before the others, then eagerly tapped away on her armoured vambrace, to hack into their internal camera network again. She focused intently on their debrief, finding herself experiencing an intense rollercoaster of emotions as she listened to them talk. She bristled when she heard them mention her name, but that anger had quickly turned to worry when they discussed her pet AI. When the conversation moved on yet again, they had been complimentary and grateful towards her, and she couldn't help but smile at their praise. Finally, when Alyssa had teased John about asking Irillith to join them, she had watched with wide eyes as he stopped and thought it over. She had paused the video at that point, staring at his face through hooded lusty eyes; the exact moment captured where he was thinking about fucking her.

She had stared longingly at that image as she came so explosively, her electrified body tingling in a way it had never done before. With the tension in her body released, she sagged back on the bed with a dopey, well satisfied grin on her face. She sighed with satisfaction, and suddenly felt a fierce desire to go up to their quarters to cuddle with him. This feeling was so alien to her, it shocked her out of her blissful reverie, and she shook her head in disgust. She suddenly felt appalled at her behaviour, and darted into the bathroom to have a quick shower, quickly washing down her toned azure body that was covered in a light sheen of perspiration. She dried off quickly afterwards, and got dressed in trousers and a loose top. She was about to turn off the video feed, when she glanced at it, and saw John and the girls dozing peacefully together. She suddenly froze, a triumphant smile appearing on her beautiful face, and she darted out of her room, grabbing her vambrace as she went.

***

John stretched contentedly, having drifted off for a brief nap. His quad tingled with a pleasant ache, his four balls having worked overtime, and he smiled down at the green-skinned Nymph who had expertly milked him of his cum. The girls started waking up as well, and they smiled at him brightly as they stretched.

"Let's go and get some lunch," he said enthusiastically, and his stomach grumbled to emphasise the point.

The girls giggled, then everyone got out of bed, and drifted into the shower to freshen up after the lusty sex. Each of the girls was sporting a gently rounded belly where they carried his cum, and as they soaped themselves down, he took his time to gently stroke each of their swollen tummies. They sighed with delight when they were the centre of his focus, and leaned into his strong hand as he caressed them. The doe-eyed looks they sent his way let him know exactly what they were thinking, as his fingers glided over their smooth skin, and he smiled as he thought about it too.

Eventually they all got out of the shower, and went to their own rooms to get dressed, before gathering together in the corridor outside the Commander's Quarters. They walked as a group to the Officers' Lounge, laughing and joking, relaxed and happy in each other's company.

As they passed the grav-tube, Dana paused and said tentatively, "If it's alright with you, I'll catch up in a minute. I just thought of something interesting for my ultimate material formula that I'm working on. If I'm right, it might bring me one step closer to bonding Onyxium with the Crystal Compound."

John nodded and replied, "Sure, go ahead. But don't get so wrapped up in your work you forget about lunch!"

Dana gave them a cheerful wave goodbye, and stepped into the grav-tube. John and the others laughed affectionately when they heard her whistling a happy tune to herself, as she descended in the warm red glow.

***

Irillith had entered the Engineering Bay, and found it completely deserted, just as she had expected. She prowled furtively into the room, glancing around at all the machinery and manufacturing equipment that was placed around this workshop. A glance at the crystal manufacturing equipment left her incensed, immediately recognising the stolen Maliri technology, and she felt a fresh surge of anger that she hadn't been able to arrange Ceraden's assassination yet.

There were several mysterious objects scattered around the Engineering Bay, and despite viewing many hours of video footage looking for clues, she hadn't been able to identify them yet. The first one she decided to investigate was a squat grey cube, but that turned out to be some kind of power transducer. The second turned out to be the data repository for the unbearably basic maintenance bots, and she sneered as she searched through the programs and files stored there. Irillith glanced warily at the ship's chronometer on the wall, noting with alarm that she'd been in the workshop for nearly twenty minutes without any success. She hurried across the room to examine a chrome coloured cylinder, with many glowing green cables snaking away from it, when the door into the Engineering Bay swished open.

She ground her teeth with frustration, as she looked up and saw the perky redhead bounce into the room. Couldn't that irritating little slut leave the Engineering Bay alone for one damn hour? She noticed that the slender girl had a slightly curved belly, and Irillith flushed, knowing that she was looking at a tummy full of John's cum. She felt an odd mix of jealousy and arousal, before she shook her head, clearing her mind of the distracting feelings.

"Irillith!" Dana exclaimed in surprise. The redhead's eyes narrowed as she asked suspiciously, "What are you doing in here?"

Irillith was caught off-guard, her mind flitting to thoughts of John, and she answered with the first thing that came into her head. "I was curious about your body armour. I saw how it saved John and Alyssa from that falling pillar," she said feigning interest, while glancing up at the glossy white armour in the rectangular metal framework. The lies tripped off her tongue with effortless ease, her ability to deceive honed over decades.

Dana strolled over to her, a wide smile on her face, as she said proudly, "The armour took a battering, but it kept them alive, and that's all that matters." She then looked curiously at Irillith's armoured vambrace, and added, "I might be able to make a few tweaks to your armour, and upgrade it a bit if you'd like?"

Irillith frowned with annoyance, and replied frostily, "I think you've acquired quite enough technology from the Maliri already."

When Dana saw Irillith staring pointedly at the crystal growing equipment, the redhead looked sheepish, and blushed as she said, "Ah yeah, about that..."

Irillith narrowed her eyes in anger, and turned away, striding haughtily towards the door out of the Engineering Bay.

Dana watched her stalk out, and raised a hand after the Maliri woman and said, "Wait Irillith! Let me upgrade your armour as an apology. You helped us out a lot in the battle against the Cobras, it's the least I can do."

Irillith whirled and snapped furiously, "No, for the thousandth time! I won't let you get your grubby paws on my armour!" Her eyes then narrowed with malice, and she added spitefully, "I can see why your parents abandoned you. You're so fucking annoying!"

With that, she strode out of the room, grinning with delight at the shocked and hurt look on Dana's face.

***

"That fucking bitch!" Alyssa exclaimed, her eyes blazing with fury.

John and the girls looked up at her in surprise at her sudden outburst, as moments before, the blonde girl had been happily laughing and joking along with them. Alyssa took the knife she had been using to chop vegetables, and angrily stabbed it deep into the chopping board. The others watched in amazement as she stormed out of the kitchen, leaving them to blink at each other in shock, as the knife reverberated in the board.

*What's the matter?* John asked her, sounding worried.

Alyssa's thoughts were incensed as she replied, *That venomous blue-harpy was way out of line! I'm too mad to talk right now, I'll explain later.*

She jogged across the Officers' Lounge, then stepped into the red glowing side of the grav-tube, and smoothly descended to Deck Seven. Irillith had been striding along the corridor towards the lift, and when Alyssa stepped out suddenly, the two of them nearly crashed into each other. Irillith was still jubilant after her brutal comment to Dana, and she opened her mouth to say something equally malicious to Alyssa.

Alyssa stopped, and gave the Maliri woman an icy glare, staring into her violet eyes. Her voice had a very dangerous undercurrent to it as she asked, "Do you want to try saying something like that to me?"

Irillith recoiled from what she saw in that piercing cerulean gaze, and she quickly averted her eyes, then shook her head.

Alyssa narrowed her eyes, still seething with anger, and said ominously, "Tread carefully, Irillith."

The blue-skinned woman turned away, and darted into the blue glow of the grav-tube, not wanting to be in this blonde girl's disturbing presence any longer. Alyssa watched her leave, as she mused over all the horrible things she could do to the awful woman, then jogged along the corridor into the Engineering Bay. She found Dana sitting on the illuminated steps of the Engineer's podium, looking sad and forlorn.

Alyssa ran over to her old friend, and sat next to her, wrapping her in a tight hug, as she said, "Oh Sparks, I'm so sorry she said that to you. You know it's bullshit, right? She knows nothing about you."

Dana nodded half heartedly, and let out a melancholy sigh. She suddenly sat up bolt upright, and looked at Alyssa with wide eyes, as she said, "She does know me!"

Alyssa frowned as she was about to disagree, but when she suddenly read Dana's thoughts, she blurted out, "That sneaky fucking bitch!"

Dana leapt to her feet and nodded animatedly as she exclaimed, "There's no way she could know anything about my past! There's no official records under my new name, and the only people who know about my childhood are you, and the rest of the crew. I know for a fact none of them would share anything like that with that evil conniving snake!"

Alyssa stood as well, following the redhead as she walked over to one of the consoles, and began rapidly tapping in commands. Now that Dana knew what to look for, it didn't take her long to find evidence of tampering in the video logs. She scanned through the log entries from their hundreds of hours of archived footage, and she pointed out what she'd found to Alyssa with the angry tap of a slender finger.

"Look! She's been snooping through all the video archive footage. I don't know how she slithered through my fucking firewalls, but then again, she's got that pet AI of hers," Dana said heatedly.

Alyssa nodded grimly, and said, "We better tell John."

***

Irillith settled down on her bed, removed her armoured vambrace, and hooked it up to the hacking portal again. Once she had summoned another AI sprite, and carefully duped it with loving words, she sent it off to trawl through the video archives to assemble more footage. She still had the last set of data to peruse, which the other AI construct had gathered for her earlier, and she spooled the footage to start watching it.

The first entry in the video files was taken from the Engineering Bay a few days ago, and she smiled grimly when she noted the timestamp. She remembered she was going to watch this bit of footage live, when she'd suddenly got sidetracked, enraged at the thought that she'd missed a chance to arrange Ceraden's assassination. Rachel started giving some kind of presentation, and Irillith was shocked when she heard the girl announce that she'd just performed an analysis of Irillith's very own DNA.

***

"And then we found she'd been running amok in the Invictus' private network," Dana explained animatedly. "She's been watching all the old archive footage from the camera feeds, and that's how she knew all about me being an orphan!"

John was sitting in the chair behind the desk in his Ready Room, and he nodded soberly as he asked, "Did she access anything else? Or was that it?"

Dana shook her head, a smug grin plastered on her face as she said, "No, I'd already physically disconnected the tech schematics repository from the network. When I saw her in action with her little pet AI, I knew I'd have to take some more precautions, so I left our tech schematics where she'd never be able to get them."

John shrugged nonchalantly, and said, "That's not so bad then."

Alyssa frowned, puzzled by his blasé attitude. She waved her hands, indicating the cameras around the room, and protested, "But she's seen and heard everything we've done on the ship for the last few months! Even if she hasn't been able to get copies of our tech schematics, she knows all about them, and all our secrets."

He had a cunning smile on his face as he said, "Don't worry about it. We can just pick up the Trankaran engine schematics as we planned, completing Edraele's deal to get them cheaply. Then we just head back to Geniya Space Station, and dump Irillith off there. She can tell whatever wild stories she likes to Edraele, but we'll be dozens of parsecs away by then."

Alyssa nodded, then asked him curiously, "That all sounds fine, but why are you blocking me from your mind?"

John looked apologetic and said, "Sorry, I didn't realise I had. Come on, let's go and have a little chat with Irillith."

He reached over to the drawers in the side of the desk, and retrieved the small black cylindrical object that Edraele had given him back on Valaden. He'd viewed it earlier, and he knew it might come in handy with this confrontation.

***

The video image being projected from Irillith's vambrace showed Rachel, as she cheerfully explained her theory about Progenitor genetic modification of the Maliri. Irillith was staring at the image, unable to tear away her wide, horror filled eyes as Rachel cheerfully outlined her findings.

"Additionally, there are a number of behaviour modifications in their DNA, which are patterned in a similar fashion to those I found in Jade's genetic makeup. This is more wild speculation, but I suspect that they are predisposed to be drawn to Progenitors, finding them very attractive, and making them more obedient and compliant for domination," the tawny haired brunette had said animatedly.

John had then smiled and said, "Irillith certainly doesn't strike me as obedient and compliant."

Rachel laughed and shrugged as she said, "Well it's just a working theory. It's possible that by inheriting this 'Eldritch Bloodline', Irillith has been made immune to the standard behaviour modification."

Irillith fumbled blindly for the buttons on her armoured vambrace, desperate to turn it off, and not wanting to hear any more. She sat on the bed in shock, feeling sick to her stomach, as she tried to absorb everything the Terran woman had so clinically laid out about her people. The Maliri were designed to serve. They were made to be a slave race... breeding stock for the Progenitors to use on a whim. The cold, brutal nature of it all rang with a simple truth, and Irillith shied away from that awful realisation lest she go mad.

She huddled herself in a ball, and thought frantically about how she could get away from the Mael'nerak. Suddenly and with dreadful clarity, her conflicted feelings towards him made terrifying sense. She knew in her heart that she was not immune to the behaviour modification built into her DNA, which the Terran woman had so cheerfully described. By merely being in his presence, she knew she was being betrayed by her own body, drawn towards him like some kind of hapless moth to an insidious flame.

Irillith knew without a doubt that she would never last three weeks on this ship before falling under his thrall. Even now she was fighting an inner struggle with herself, trying to resist activating the archived footage of him taking his women. She knew she would watch transfixed, wishing it were her screaming with ecstasy while he ravaged her. This left her only one option, and even thinking about that was alarmingly difficult.

Her train of thought was suddenly interrupted, as the comm device to her room chimed softly. She got up and walked over to it in a daze, and she reached out to press the softly glowing orange button, which was blinking intermittently.

"Yes, what is it?" she asked, feeling numb.

"Come up to the Briefing Room. We need to talk," John ordered her sternly, and she flinched when she heard his voice.

Staggering over to the bed, she sat down clumsily, her mind in a whirl as she stared blankly into the distance. Irillith wracked her brain for options, trying to think of any excuse to avoid being in his presence for a moment longer, but she came up with nothing. She reached instinctively for her armoured vambrace, but paused and decided to leave it hooked up to the hacking portal. That way the AI could trawl the video archives for more images of John fucking his wom-. She shook her head, and corrected herself quickly. Of course, she was just sending the AI to find more footage of them talking.

Irillith rose unsteadily to her feet, and walked out of her quarters, heading reluctantly towards the grav-tube. She ascended in the blue glow, and walked with heavy steps across the Bridge, until she stopped outside the Briefing Room. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, she tried to get a grip on herself. Straightening her shoulders, she set her features in a confident expression; a comfortable mask to control her fear that she'd worn many times before. She pressed the button next to the door, and strolled inside imperiously.

John, and all the girls were waiting in the briefing room, their faces looking sombre and serious. As they were normally so jovial, it was all the more shocking to see them appearing so dour.

"Thank you for joining us, Irillith, please sit down," John said, gesturing to an empty chair.

Something about this whole setup felt like they were judging her, and she could feel her anger flare as she saw the disapproving looks from these girls that were so beneath her. The anger felt good, and it helped her clear her mind, keeping her focused.

Refusing his offer, she snapped, "I'm fine, I'll stand. So, what are you wasting my time with now?"

John rose from his chair and walked around the table towards her, studying her face intently as he said, "We know what you've been up to."

John nodded towards Dana, and the redhead pressed a button on a remote, which brought up log-file entries. Irillith's heart leapt to her throat when she saw they listed her most recent access to the video camera archives. She stared at them wide-eyed, astonished that she could have been so clumsy to leave any kind of trace. Was she really that distracted that she could have been so sloppy?

Irillith felt a sudden surge of relief at not having to hide any more, and she threw her head back, laughing contemptuously. She looked up at him and snarled, "So what? Your security was so pitiful, it practically begged me to cut through it!"

John's eyes narrowed as he said, "I don't care about that, but I warned you before not to take out your anger on the girls."

Irillith sneered at him and challenged him derisively, "What are you going to do? You can't do anything to me, you spineless worm! You need me for this deal with my mother!"

He shook his head in disbelief and said heatedly, "You are by far the most malignant bitch I've ever met!"

Irillith's violet eyes flashed with rage, and her hand whipped out and slapped him across the face. The ringing slap echoed around the sudden deathly silence of the room, broken a second later by a feral snarl. The Terran girls were about to launch themselves at Irillith, murderous expressions on their faces. At his sharp look, the girls held themselves in check, and he turned back to glare at Irillith, his face filled with a cold fury.

He reached out and grabbed her arm, shocking her with his steely grip. "Take your fucking hands off me!" she said furiously, trying to twist free.

With his other hand, John reached into his pocket, and produced a small black device that she instantly recognised as a Maliri holo-projector. He pressed a button, and then placed it on the table as he sat down in the vacant chair in front of her. The image of her mother, Edraele Valaden suddenly appeared above the cylindrical device, and seemed to be staring at Irillith with amused eyes.

Irillith was so stunned to see the holo image of her mother, she didn't resist as John dragged her towards him, but she was abruptly snapped out of her daze, when he pulled her across his knee. She tried to struggle free, but he had gathered her arms behind her back, and held her down across his knees, pinning her in place with his irresistible strength. She was totally defenceless like this, and she couldn't ever remember feeling so utterly helpless.

"Let me go you fucking Neanderthal!" she screamed in fury, tinged with more than a little fear.

The image of her mother began to speak, and Edraele said somewhat smugly, "I, Matriarch Edraele Valaden am transferring my authority over Irillith to you, John Blake. You may -discipline- my daughter as though she were part of your own crew."

Irillith gaped at the smiling image of her mother, and she blurted out, "She set this up! This was all her doing, she planned it all along!"

She gasped in shock when John suddenly yanked down her trousers, exposing her pert blue bottom to the air. A second later she felt a stinging smack on her rump as he brought his hand down, and spanked her firmly on her right buttock. Her body trembled with the impact, and her eyes were wide with disbelief, as she felt the tingling of the nerve endings in her asscheek.

John pulled back his hand, and brought it down on the other cheek a moment later, and she shrieked with the indignity of it, as she looked up at the grim faces of the girls standing around her. Finally, her eyes settled on the face of her mother, Edraele Valaden, the image of her gloating smile frozen when the message ended. Irillith's eyes narrowed with hate, and as John's hand came down a third time, she swore with every last fibre of her being that she would have her revenge on Matriarch Valaden.

Lifting his hand back to spank Irillith's glowing rump a fourth time, John hesitated a moment, as he looked at her back. She was pinned firmly in place, but her top had ridden up as she had wriggled around, trying to free herself. Instead of tanning her bottom again, he grabbed the edge of her top and peeled it back, revealing more of her light blue skin. Her back was a latticework of tiny, almost imperceptible scars, the hundreds of overlapping marks telling a tale of decades of abuse. He was suddenly sharply reminded of the Maliri woman he'd seen writhing in agony, as she was flogged with a neural whip back on Valaden. The sound of that woman's excruciating screams had chilled him to the bone.

The fingertips of his right hand traced gently over that intricate patchwork of scars, which marred her otherwise smooth azure skin, and all his anger dissipated as quickly as it had arrived. Heaving a sigh, he pulled up her trousers and released her, letting her struggle free from his grip.

Irillith got to her feet in a flash, her eyes glowering with fury at being manhandled in such a way. Her temper flared, and she was about to lash out at John again, but something in his expression halted her in her tracks. He looked at her sadly, and she abruptly realised what it was. John felt sorry for her, and that look of pity was like a lance through her heart. Her eyes filled up, and she sobbed dejectedly, then ran from the room with tears streaming down her face.

Rachel's expression softened, and she glanced over at the door, before saying hesitantly, "Should I go and check on her? Make sure she's alright?"

John stood up and shook his head as he said, "She'll be okay. I was much gentler with her than I have been with you girls in the past. She isn't enhanced the way you are."

Jade walked around to Rachel and said quietly, "Irillith was crying because she was humiliated and ashamed, not because she was in physical pain. Besides, you saw all those scars on her back. Compared to the agony she must have endured getting those, a brief spanking would have been nothing."

John glanced over at Dana and said quietly, "We're going to have to contain her for the rest of the trip. Can you come up with something?"

Dana met his gaze, and nodded solemnly.

***

John and Alyssa entered the Engineering Bay an hour later. Dana waved to them as they walked into the room, and when he spotted the device in her hand, he raised an eyebrow curiously.

"Are you sure you aren't getting some kind of revenge?" he asked the redhead warily as they strolled over to join her.

Dana shook her head, and replied, "Irillith hacked the video footage in her room, and set up fake images. She's a much better programmer than I am, so I have no idea if she has a backup plan, which kicks in when I shut down her fake feeds. We can't trust the cameras to keep an eye on her, and this device is the only way to stop her roaming around the ship. I've set up a force field in the corridor by the grav-tube, and that will prevent this device from passing."

She handed the metallic object over to him, and John frowned as he studied it, and said, "What if she won't wear it?"

Dana produced a set of handcuffs which she jangled merrily, and she grinned at him wickedly as she said, "I made these as a backup plan." She then held out her hands, crossed at the wrist, and smiled at him mischievously as she asked, "Want to give them a try?"

John chuckled and replied regretfully, "Some other time maybe, but we better go and restrain our guest. I don't want to leave Jade stuck keeping an eye on her for too long."

The redhead pouted, then leaned in to give him a kiss, and said airily, "Give Irillith my kindest regards."

John and Alyssa left Dana to her work, and strolled down the corridor to the grav-tube, then ascended the three levels to Deck Four. The door to Irillith's quarters was left open, and Jade was standing outside, darting looks into the room.

When John walked up to her, he asked, "Any problems?"

The Nymph shook her head and said softly, "She had already stopped crying when I arrived down here, but she's just been lying on her bed since then."

He nodded, and strolled into her room. Irillith's violet eyes flickered to the door when he walked inside, and she flushed, sitting upright on the bed. John walked over towards her, and she glanced away from him, refusing to meet his gaze.

"Irillith, you'll be confined to quarters for the rest of the trip," John told her quietly. "With this device, you'll be able to move freely throughout this deck, but I'm restricting your access to the rest of the ship."

She pointedly looked away to her left, not looking at him, or acknowledging anything he had said. John frowned, and said in a sterner voice, "Irillith, look at me."

The Maliri woman did so grudgingly, and he saw her eyes flare when she saw the device in his hand. She blustered angrily, "There's no way you're putting that on me!"

John lifted the thin metallic collar in his hand, and replied, "We lost the brig on the Invictus when Deck Eight was removed in the Cargo Bay refit. Until we set up a new one, it's either the collar, or I seal you in an airlock for the rest of the journey."

Irillith darted a worried glance Alyssa's way, then reluctantly said, "Alright, I agree."

He paused before stepping forward to fit the collar in place, and said, "We're going to need to confiscate your gear as well. You'll just hack your way into our systems again if we leave it with you."

The Maliri woman started to rise, her expression furious, and he quickly cut her off before she could object, saying placatingly, "I promise we won't tamper with any of it. I know how angry you are about us 'acquiring' Maliri technology already, so I swear we won't try to reverse engineer any of your gear."

Irillith glared at him, studying the sincere expression on his face. She heard nothing but honesty in his words and the inflection of his voice, but she surprised herself when she sat down again slowly, and nodded her agreement hesitantly. Jade walked into the room, and carefully picked up the armoured vambrace that was connected to the hacking portal. Irillith flinched when the Nymph touched the incredibly precious hacking deck, but she bit back her desire to snatch the device out of the green-skinned girl's hands.

"You can take that case, it's got all my gear in it," Irillith said in a subdued voice, as she pointed towards one of her floating cases. She then glanced at the second case, and added, "The other one just contains clothing."

Jade nodded, and walked over to the levitating luggage, then pushed the first case out of the room, whilst carefully carrying the vambrace and hacking portal under her arm. Alyssa walked over to the second case, and stared at Irillith pointedly as she asked, "Mind if I have a look?"

Irillith rolled her eyes, then got up and pressed a cleverly concealed button on the side of the case, which made it swing open silently. Neatly folded inside were many of the well-tailored long dresses that the Maliri favoured, as well as several pairs of close fitting trousers and tops, along with a few pairs of shoes. Alyssa methodically searched through the garments, then glanced at John, nodding with satisfaction that there was nothing untoward hidden inside.

Irillith had sat back down on the edge of her bed as she watched Alyssa's inspection, and her eyes darted to John when he stepped towards her, holding the thin metal collar in his hand. She glanced at it fearfully for a moment, before sitting up straight and staring up at him, raising her chin defiantly.

She sneered with contempt as she said, "Fine, collar me then. Hurry up and get it over with."

She tilted her head back slightly, exposing her long, graceful neck, and her violet eyes locked with his, staring at him with a fierce intensity. He brought the collar up to her throat, and his hands brushed lightly against her as he fitted it into place, locking it with a soft click. Her skin felt deliciously smooth and soft against the back of his fingers, and Irillith drew in her breath sharply at his accidental touch. He was entranced by the sight of her full lips parting slightly, and her pupils flared with arousal as she gazed up at him intently. He found he was holding his breath with anticipation, as he stared back into those entrancing violet eyes that drew him in so alluringly.

John quickly turned, breaking eye contact with her, and strode purposefully from the room. He had decided to put as much distance between them as possible, before he did something he really regretted. Alyssa had been carefully watching this whole silent exchange between them, and she let him pass without comment, then followed after him as he breezed past her out into the corridor. His breathing was laboured as he struggled to regain control over himself, his heart pounding in his chest as he stood outside Irillith's room. Alyssa slipped her hand through his, and she squeezed his fingers gently, before leading him away from temptation.

John was entirely wrapped up in his thoughts as he followed along after her, so he was surprised when he suddenly realised he was on Deck Two, and that she was leading him into their bedroom. Alyssa guided him over to the bed, then she sat down in front of him, and freed her hand from his to reach for his trousers.

"What are you doing?" he asked her, startled.

Alyssa unzipped his trousers with precise, well practiced movements of her slender fingers, and she pulled out his hard cock, which throbbed angrily in her grasp. He groaned as she parted her lips, and slowly enveloped his throbbing head with her hot little mouth.

*Close your eyes, and pretend that you're down there, pushing your cock between those full lips of hers,* she urged him.

John was shocked, and he stared down at her as she sucked eagerly on him, swirling her tongue over his head. He shuddered for a moment before he thought back to her, *I appreciate the gesture, but you don't have to do that.*

Alyssa pulled his cock out of her mouth, and kissed the end as she stared at him. She then mirrored Irillith's actions, tilting her head back defiantly, exposing her throat, and staring intently into his eyes. *I know,* she replied, her voice confident as it echoed in his mind. She then added enthusiastically, *But I really want to! The thought of stealing the huge meal that you both want to put in her belly is very exciting. Now, close your eyes, and imagine you're about to make Irillith carry a heavy load of your sperm in her stomach.*

John could hear the eager sincerity in her thoughts, and he closed his eyes as she had asked. He heard her shift on the bed slightly, and then his cock was brushed by her lips as she leaned forward to take him. He imagined it was that haughty blue-skinned temptress he was taming, and he brushed his hands through her soft hair, pulling Alyssa down his shaft until he was buried to the balls in her throat. She purred excitedly as she listened to his lust-fuelled thoughts, and she let out an appreciative moan as he began to thrust into her mouth.

***

They lay there in bed together afterwards, with Alyssa gently caressing her cum bloated belly, as she sighed with delight. The wonderful feeling of being stuffed to the brim with John's sperm was made even better, because she had seen just how desperately Irillith had wanted this massive load, and now it was rounding out her own stomach instead.

She glanced up at John, and saw that he was dozing, his body recovering from cumming so hard. Alyssa had a jubilant smile on her face as she watched him sleeping, and savoured the many layers of satisfaction she was feeling. She relished the small victory over Irillith, the simple pleasure of having her tummy stuffed full of his delicious, sweet-tasting spunk, and most of all, in having sated his naughty desires. Alyssa had been able to feel just how much the Maliri girl was getting to him, and for John to be able to imagine dominating Irillith while Alyssa had sucked him eagerly, had given him an explosive release. She rested her head against his chest, and gently stroked his muscles with her fingertips, sighing with happiness.

With a quiet moment to herself, she closed her eyes, and focused on the compartments in her mind that housed the bonded links to her friends and lovers. John was centre in her mind of course, with the stone mosaic representing Jade slotting in beside him. The crystal images of Dana and Calara were there too, their beautiful faces shining with happiness as they were nestled into position around John. They were now joined by a clear crystal representation of Rachel, the nebulous swirls of emotion having solidified and frozen into an exact replica of her lovely features.

Rachel looked radiantly happy, and the thoughts and emotions pouring from her meta-physical portrait only reinforced that impression. Alyssa listened in carefully, hearing the brilliant young doctor thinking through theories as she continued her examination of their genetic code. She was fascinated at the secrets locked within their DNA, and she tried to follow the mysterious trail of genetic breadcrumbs the Progenitors had left for her to study. Every once in a while, Rachel would look away from the helical structures, and gaze at Dana affectionately as the perky redhead chattered away to her about her latest project.

Alyssa smiled with satisfaction at the way Rachel had slotted so seamlessly into the team, and it seemed strange to even think about the times before she joined the crew. The blonde girl summoned up an invisible telekinetic hand, and gave herself a literal pat on the back, stifling a giggle as she did so.

***

Dana strolled into their room half an hour later, just as John was beginning to stir. She grinned at him flirtatiously and strolled over to sit beside Alyssa on the bed. The redhead pulled back the covers to expose the blonde girl's bronzed belly, and gently stroked her hand over her friend's engorged abdomen.

"That was a really big load," she said with an appreciative smile. "You must have really wanted to fuck that blue bitch into submission!"

John looked at her in surprise, and exclaimed, "How did y-"

He was cut off by Dana's impish giggle and she said, "Alyssa kept us all in the loop as she emptied your balls."

John blushed, looking mortified, which set the redhead off with another round of giggles. She shrugged and said, "I think Irillith's horrendous, but I can see how taming her bitchy ass would have some appeal."

She clambered over Alyssa, who laughed and rolled her eyes as she carefully moved aside to give Dana some room. The redhead straddled John, then leaned down to give him a tender kiss.

"Don't be embarrassed, I was just teasing," Dana said cheekily. "It was just a harmless bit of fantasy, and we're all here to help you indulge those!"

He wrapped her in his arms, and hugged her tightly, making her squeak in mock alarm. She settled down against him and snuggled in with a happy sigh.

"What brings you up here anyway?" he asked her with a smile. "Surely you didn't tear yourself away from your projects just to torment me?"

Dana shook her head where she lay on his chest, and her long auburn locks tickled his nose as she said, "I wanted to come up and take a look at the damage to your armour. Then I wanted to borrow you to unload the Raptor."

John nodded, and kissed her on the top of her head. "Sure! Let me grab a quick shower, then I'll keep you company."

The redhead sat up, and gave him an impish grin as she said, "Great, I'll watch!"

He laughed as he glanced over at Alyssa, who waved him away with a smile on her face. "You two have fun together playing with your toys. I'm going to have a nice lie-in and sleep off my early dinner. It'll be just like being back on the Fool's Gold," she said, her bright blue eyes sparkling with amusement.

John leaned over to kiss her, then lifted Dana off him effortlessly, so that he could get out of bed. She pouted for a moment, but her face lit up with a smile as she watched him stride naked over to the bathroom. She followed him in, then leaned against the wall, providing him mischievous voyeuristic company while he washed himself in the warm water. He dried himself off afterwards, then strolled into the walk-in wardrobe, where he got dressed quickly in trousers and a t-shirt, then tugged on a pair of rugged boots.

Dana had followed him inside, but got distracted by his Phalanx armour, and was carefully examining it when he walked over to join her. She had pressed a button on a panel to the side of the armour equipping frame, activating the robotic arms, and bringing the armour plates down for her inspection. She was completely engrossed in her work, so when he goosed her playfully, she shrieked in surprise. She giggled, then beamed a sparkling smile at him.

"What had you so distracted?" he asked her, curious to see what might have provoked such intense concentration from the redhead.

Dana turned back to the armour, and said eagerly, "I was just checking out the damage you sustained against the mercs. There were a few things actually. Firstly, these hits to your chest and shoulders look they came from standard ten millimetre rounds. How did you get hit by those?"

She was pointing to three tiny craters, two on the chest, and one on the right shoulder of the glossy white Phalanx armour. He paused, thinking back to the fight, and said, "I picked those up when I cleaned out the mercs in their command centre."

Dana looked up at him, and with a cute frown on her beautiful face, she asked, "How did they get through the magnetic fields? Ten millimetre rounds should have just bounced off harmlessly."

John shrugged and said, "Well, there were five guys unloading on me with full auto. I guess a handful getting through isn't so bad, especially out of what... two hundred rounds?"

She wagged a finger at him, and said sternly, "Take cover next time! I didn't make this body armour to encourage you to go tempting fate!"

John snapped to attention, and saluted as he said, "Yes Ma'am!" He then smiled at her, and relaxed his posture as he added, "I'll be more careful next time, I promise."

Dana grinned at him, and said, "Good boy," before turning back to examine the impact sites. She ran her fingers over them lightly, and looked thoughtful as she added, "It looks like the magnetic field still reduced the stopping power, even if a few got through."

John waited for her to continue, then after watching her carefully scrutinising the three indentations on his armour for a minute, he asked pointedly, "What else were you looking at?"

She glanced back at him and blushed lightly, then said, "Sorry! I got a bit distracted again." She squatted down on her haunches, so that she was looking directly at the armour plating that had covered his right thigh. She pointed at the cracked rings spiralling out from the broad impact site, where the heavy shell had smashed into his leg, and looked up at him curiously as she asked, "What caused that? It looks like it was from a pretty fucking hefty round!"

He nodded and said, "That was from a forty millimetre autocannon shell. I got clipped by it when the mercenaries in the carrier started dropping mechs into the compound. I did a few missions years ago, working alongside the army and their mech-jockeys, and I recognised the loadout on those walkers. Thank God I was wearing your body armour, I didn't feel a thing!"

Dana gave him a proud smile as she said quietly, "If you'd been wearing the original Phalanx armour, that shell would have blown your leg clean off."

John was shocked for a moment, having got so used to the amazing tech she was churning out at such a phenomenal rate, he had started taking it for granted. He held out his hand, and she took it, rising gracefully with a quizzical look on her face.

Gathering her in his arms, he hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear, "Thanks Dana. I don't know what I'd do without you. You're amazing."

They embraced each other for a long moment until he finally released her, and she looked up at him with a delighted smile on her face. "It's reactions like that which make it all worthwhile," she said with a happy laugh.

John gave her a playful grin and asked, "You're saying you find working on our gear to be a chore?"

Dana's laughter turned into a giggle, and she shook her head as she admitted, "You know I love all this stuff!"

John glanced back at the bedroom guiltily, and put his finger on his lips, as he said in a hushed voice, "We better keep it down, Alyssa's sleeping."

The redhead smiled at him, and nodded as she said quietly, "I'm done here anyway. We can bring up some ore and have Alyssa fix up the damaged armour plates later."

They walked stealthily out of the walk-in wardrobe, and then snuck across the bedroom, being careful not to awaken the girl slumbering in bed. Alyssa was tucked up under the duvet, sleeping peacefully, and she looked angelic with her blonde hair spread out in a halo around her on the pillow. John led Dana through the room on tiptoe, then out into the corridor, where they walked normally again as they strolled along to the grav-tube.

After stepping inside the red glow, they descended smoothly in the anti-gravity field, passing Deck Four as they travelled down to the bottom deck. As they passed the level with their troublesome guest, they both glanced down the corridor, and had quite different expressions on their faces.

Dana looked thoughtful as she asked him, "Why did you promise Irillith that we wouldn't sneak a peek at her gear? If you let me strip her laser rifle, I'm sure I could use what I found out to upgrade the Invictus' laser batteries. At the very least, I'd be able to copy the Maliri's basic laser rifle design, and then boost the living shit out of it with all the new tech we've collected."

John glanced her way, and saw she was looking away wistfully, imagining all the secret tech she could uncover. A sinister smile crept onto his face that never reached his eyes, and he said confidently, "I wouldn't worry about Irillith. Who knows, perhaps she'll have a change of heart."

Dana frowned, but by the time she glanced up at him, his expression had returned to normal. The dark look disappeared as quickly as it had arrived, and she continued the conversation blissfully unaware.

"What makes you so sure?" she asked him, looking puzzled. "Irillith seems like a dyed-in-the-wool, grade-A bitch to me. She hates us girls, and although you seem to scare her shitless, she can't seem to decide whether to loath you, or flirt with you. I can't ever see her agreeing to share her tech."

John shrugged, and smiled as he said, "Maybe I'm just an optimist."

Dana laughed, and shaking her head in amusement, she said, "I am too, but that's finding a silver lining in a pretty fucking black cloud!"

John chuckled as he stepped out into the corridor on Deck Nine, and they walked over to the double doors leading into the Hangar Bay. He pushed the button that opened the heavy, reinforced doors, and they slid open smoothly, with the quiet hum of servos.

"After you," he said politely, gesturing for Dana to continue.

The redhead grinned at him, then skipped over to the Raptor, while pulling out a remote from her pocket. She brandished it in the air, and clicked a button with a flourish, which made the rear loading ramp start to descend with the smooth hum of well oiled hydraulics. She bounced up and down impatiently as she waited for it to reach the ground, and vaulted onto the ramp while it was still a couple of feet from the floor. She scampered up the slope and then clapped her hands with glee as she looked inside the big cargo area at the back of the gunship.

John waited for the ramp to fully descend before strolling up to join her. He looked down at the exuberant redhead with amusement, and asked, "Now, what do you intend to do with that?"

Dana glanced up at him, her eyes sparkling with excitement, and said, "Just think about all the guns I could strap to it!"

He laughed and said, "I can't see how we'd find a use for it. We mostly do ship boarding actions." He glanced at her eager expression, as she watched him expectantly, and he chuckled as he said, "You're the Chief Engineer though, feel free to work on whatever you like."

"Yay! You're the best!" she cheered jubilantly, and threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly.

***

Things on the Invictus seemed to return to relative normality as they continued their journey towards Trankaran Space. Of course, everyone was aware of the disruptive presence on Deck Four, but Irillith kept to herself and didn't cause any trouble. Dana kept an eye on her with the cameras set up on that deck, but didn't notice any suspicious behaviour. Jade and Rachel checked in on the Maliri woman from time to time, to make sure she was alright, but she dismissed them coldly on each occasion.

They followed their normal routines of training and research, with each of the girls also getting to spend some time alone with John. He boosted their morale with his loving words, just as effectively as he rounded out their bellies with his cum, and by the time they were approaching the border to Trankaran Space, there was a happy atmosphere amongst the crew. After a delicious roast dinner prepared by Alyssa and Dana, which was declared a triumph by their dinner guests, they all reclined on the sofas in the Officers' Lounge to enjoy a relaxing drink together.

Calara sat sideways across John's lap, her head resting against his shoulder. He had unbuttoned her shirt, and she sighed with contentment as his right hand gently stroked her swollen coffee-coloured belly. They had fought a long sparring match before dinner, and although she had eventually lost, him filling her womb with cum afterwards felt like a glorious victory.

The rest of the girls watched them with affectionate smiles on their faces, until Dana's inquisitive nature got the better of her, and she asked, "John, we're nearly at Trankaran Space now, could you tell us a little bit about them?... please!"

He smiled at her and nodded, then looked away for a moment as he tried to recall everything he knew about the alien species. He took a big breath, and then he began talking in his strong voice that had them riveted on his every word.

"I did a little bit of trading with the Trankarans just a couple of years ago. The Trankaran Republic has been a peaceful and stable neighbour of the Terran Federation, ever since the first long range explorers encountered them centuries ago. They're an easy going and relaxed species, so all these mysterious reports about their ships firing randomly at merchants seems highly out of character," he replied, as he recalled what he could remember of their history and demeanour.

Rachel leaned forward, hungry to learn more, and she asked, "What about their physiology? What do they look like?"

He smiled at her eagerness, then said in a carefully neutral voice, "The Trankarans look vaguely humanoid, and have the same number of limbs and facial features as we do. They're silicon based lifeforms, though, with slightly disconcerting bodies that look like they're chiselled from rock."

Alyssa smiled at him, and said, "Don't tell me, they creep you out as well?"

John laughed, looking chagrined as he admitted, "Yeah. I was trying not to influence your opinions of them, but I do find them unsettling. They have deep gravelly voices which set my teeth on edge. It's just a personal thing though, they are usually a friendly species."

Jade grinned at him, and asked teasingly, "My, my, quite the Xenophobe! Should I be worried?"

He smiled at the playful ribbing and replied, "I don't think you have anything to worry about. Besides, it's only really the Trankarans, and the Ashanath that creep me out like that."

Rachel eyes flashed with excitement as she said, "I've never had a close look at a silicon based lifeform before. I'm sure their genetic structure will be fascinating."

Dana slipped an arm around Rachel's shoulder, and giving it a squeeze, she giggled as she said, "Maybe you can ask one of these Rockmen to donate you a pebble to examine?"

While the girls were laughing, John looked down at Calara, and asked, "Dylan is based in Port Megara isn't he? We could make a quick detour to see him if you want?"

The Latina looked up at him, her face shining with gratitude as she replied, "That would be wonderful! Thank you!"

He smiled at her and said, "You're welcome. I'm sure he'd love to see his little sister again."

Calara looked thoughtful and said, "He might know more about what's happening with the Trankarans that hasn't been released through the TFNN reports yet. We should definitely drop in and see him."

Alyssa rose from her chair, and said, "I'll go and make the course corrections now. They are only minor, but it's better to make any course deviations immediately."

John nodded, and they all watched the blonde girl jog out of the room. They waited patiently for her to return, until her amused voice filled all their minds, *You can continue. I can hear all of you remember!*

He chuckled and then looked back at the girls, and said, "Where were we?"

Dana frowned and said playfully, "I think Rachel was getting excited about having one of them under her microscope, before you started talking about going on a detour to Port Megara. Anyway, where are we going in Trankaran Space? Can we just stroll right in, or are they uptight about people flying around in their territory?"

John shook his head as he replied, "Traders are given free rein to fly around Trankaran Space. Well at least they were the last time I visited. I did a little exploring, and a lot of their worlds are volcanic, which is great for mining, but not so good for tourists interested in sightseeing."

"We've still got our cargo of Maliri electronic goods to shift," Dana mused speculatively. "Where were you planning on unloading those?"

"The last time I did any trading here, was at a big trade emporium on a space station called Demladuhr, which is fairly close to the border. If the Trankarans have been shooting up merchants though, that place is likely to be deserted," he replied with a slight frown.

Jade had been listening curiously, and she asked, "What's that going to do to the price of our cargo?"

John was about to reply when Dana chipped in, full of enthusiasm, "If we can find the right buyer, hopefully it should go up. Demand and supply, right John?"

He nodded as he said, "The Maliri electronics we're hauling were already in high demand with the Trankarans, as they usually need plenty for mining robots. There's lots of asteroid belts in Trankaran territory, and they're typically mined using automated mining facilities, which use a lot of bots. I have a feeling we'll be less of a tempting target than some poor unarmed merchant vessel, so while we should be fine, a lot of merchants might have been scared away."

Dana raised her glass in a toast as she said playfully, "To war profiteering!"

John shook his head at her mischievous nature, until Alyssa's wry voice filled his mind, *We do have form for this already. I'm sure you haven't forgotten your little trips to Karron for Tyrenium, where you acquired yourself a delightful blonde and redhead. Didn't you only get such a great selling price on the Tyrenium because the Terran Federation needed it against the Kintark?*

He looked a bit shifty, and replied, *I'm not sure I would have put it quite like that, but you do have a point.*

Her tone was soothing and non-judgemental as she replied, *Hey, I'm not complaining. You transformed mine and Dana's lives for the better in almost every way. We would never have met you if you hadn't come to Karron to make that deal.*

*You girls had the same effect on my life, so I guess we all have a lot to be grateful for with that Tyrenium deal,* he replied to her with a smile. *How's the course change coming anyway?*

*Almost done,* she thought to him. *I'll contact Port Megara, and let Dylan know we'll be arriving tomorrow morning.*

*Thanks, beautiful,* he replied to her, pleased at her initiative.

They chatted as a group in the Officer's Lounge for a little longer, then greeted Alyssa cheerfully when she rejoined them a short while later. She had been able to get through to Dylan, and he'd been delighted to hear they were on their way, and promised to meet them at whatever Docking Bay they were assigned. They all retired for bed a short while later, with everyone keen to get a good night's sleep before they arrived at the Terran Federation outpost the next day.

***

John woke the next morning to the delightful feeling of two velvety smooth tongues working in perfect synchronisation along his length. He sighed happily, and the movement of his chest woke up Calara and Alyssa, who were both hugging him tightly.

"Sorry to wake you both," he whispered to them, glancing at Jade to see if she was awake, having guessed the identities of the girls under the covers.

The Nymph had woken up too, and she smiled at him with a look of adoration on her cute, dark-green face. The three girls sat up, peeling back the covers to reveal Dana and Rachel bobbing energetically in his lap.

Alyssa grinned at him and said, "Have fun! Come and join us for some breakfast when you've worked up an appetite, and we'll make sure there's lots of food ready. We'll be arriving at Port Megara in nearly two hours."

The blonde, Latina, and the Nymph climbed out of bed, then sashayed elegantly into the shower waving at him cheerily before they disappeared out of sight. He turned his attention back to the girls who were lapping at his length, and smiled as he saw a pair of stormy grey, and sparkling sky blue eyes looking up at him with excitement.

He spread his arms wide, and said, "Come up here girls. I want a kiss from both of you to start the day."

They grinned, and crawled up the bed towards him, leaving his shaft to throb in the air, suddenly feeling neglected. Dana threw a lithe leg over his waist, and dropped herself down on him, and his cock was suddenly wrapped in a gorgeous, tight young teen.

"That's better," she purred. "I'll keep him nice and warm until you're ready to feed us your cum."

He watched her sit up, and ride him languidly, until Rachel leaned down to kiss him, partially obscuring his view. Her lips were flushed with arousal, having already been working intently on his length that morning, and they felt soft and full as they brushed against his own. Her tongue flickered playfully against his, and they enjoyed a passionate kiss until she eventually pulled back, her grey eyes glinting in the warm lighting of the room.

"Good morning," she said to him with a playful smile dancing on her lips.

He smiled back at her, and said, "Good morning to you, too."

Dana leaned down, resting her firm breasts against his chest, and she said eagerly, "I want my kiss!"

John grinned, then reached up with his hand to caress the side of her face, before moving his hand around behind the back of her head, and pulling her down for a kiss. She moaned into his mouth, and gyrated in his lap as he kissed her with growing passion. Rachel was watching them both from close by, and she alternated from one to the other, planting tender kisses on each of their cheeks. He reached up with his left hand to caress her face, then cupped her head in his hand too.

When Dana eventually pulled back from their kiss with a happy little sigh, he held both of their heads in his strong hands. "My beautiful little geniuses," he said in admiration.

Dana smiled at him in delight and said, "Have we been good girls for you?"

John nodded, his face sincere as he said, "Incredibly good girls. I've got two of the brightest minds in the galaxy cradled in my hands. It's quite intoxicating."

Rachel bit her lip, her pupils growing wide as she listened to his words, before saying, "We'll be excellent breeding stock for you. We'll give you wonderfully intelligent children."

Dana moaned as she writhed in his lap and said breathily, "Fuck, this is hot! We need to have a threesome like this more often!"

John had an eager grin on his face as he said, "I think you can count on that. Now, I want you both to kiss, and show me how much you care about each other."

The redhead and the brunette both flushed with excitement, as they looked at each other. John started to pull away his hands, but they both turned to him to object at the same time.

"Hold my head like this, it makes me feel so submissive!" Dana begged him.

Rachel nodded, equally as eager as she said, "It makes me feel like I'm performing for you. It's incredibly arousing."

They turned back to face one another, and closed their eyes as they leaned in to kiss. Dana suddenly paused an inch away from the other teenager, and looked at Rachel's face intently. Rachel opened her eyes a moment later when she sensed the redhead hesitate, and she looked at her quizzically.

"What's wrong?" she asked Dana gently.

Dana's answering smile was radiant as she said, "Nothing. I just wanted to tell you that I love you."

Rachel sucked in her breath, her eyes growing wide, and she said in a rush, "Oh Dana! I feel the same way too. I never thought I could feel this strongly about another girl before."

They both leaned forward, kissing each other tenderly as they stared into one another's eyes. John felt quite moved by the heartfelt, intimate moment between the two wonderful young women. He brushed his fingers through their hair as they continued to kiss each other lovingly. They eventually parted, sighing identical rapturous sighs, before they turned to look at him once more.

He smiled at them both fondly, and said, "That sounded like the first time you've said that to one another."

They both nodded at the same time, and Dana said earnestly, "Thank you so much for bringing her to me. Life feels so much brighter having someone so amazing to share it with."

Rachel looked overcome with emotion, and she just nodded mutely, unable to speak.

*She says she feels the exact same way about Dana,* Alyssa told him, her telepathic voice full of emotion. *Calara and I feel like that too, so if it was you that set this up, pairing us off like this. Thank you. From all of us.*

He looked back at the brunette and redhead lying in bed with him, and they both leaned in to hug him tightly. They lay like that for a while, as the two girls whispered how much they loved him. His cock flexed inside Dana, growing more aroused as he heard the fervent devotion in their voices. Dana grinned at him when she felt his shaft twitch, and she gripped him tightly with a squeeze of her pussy.

"We're neglecting you here. We were supposed to be emptying your balls, and now you've got us declaring our undying love for each other," she said playfully, with no hint of reproach in her tone.

Rachel kissed him on the cheek, and stared into his eyes from only an inch away as she asked, "So how can we reward you for bringing us together? You've got two girls willing to do anything you want."

John paused to ponder it for a moment, and Dana and Rachel planted loving kisses on his face while they waited for him to make a decision. Finally he nodded decisively and said, "I know what I want to do."

Their beautiful young faces looked at him with eager anticipation, listening attentively to find out what he desired.

His smile was bright as he said, "I'd like to show you how I plan to impregnate you both."

They sighed with delight, and stared at him with doe-like eyes. Dana said hesitantly, "That would be the best thing ever, but I thought this was about what you wanted, not us!"

He stroked their hair as he caressed their heads, and said honestly, "I'd get you both pregnant right now, if I wasn't so worried about this conflict with the Progenitor."

He was instantly buried under a pair of exuberant teens as they showered him with loving kisses. They eventually let him up for air, as they panted with excitement, and Rachel gasped, "I don't think I can wait much longer. How do you want us?"

Releasing her head from his hand, he said, "Lie on your back in the middle of the bed."

She nodded obediently, and John sat up, as Dana reluctantly dismounted him. Rachel lay down as he had instructed, and she had a lovely inviting smile on her face as she spread her athletic thighs for him. John crawled into position, and when he had the head of his cock at the entrance to her soaking wet pussy, he pushed inside slowly, sinking right the way in up to the balls.

"Oh God!" Rachel groaned with relief, "I needed that so badly!"

John kissed her passionately and she wrapped her arms and legs around him tightly, as though unwilling to ever let him go. He began to slowly move his hips, and she moaned with pleasure as she gazed up at him. He leaned back a bit, sitting up on his haunches, and glanced to his side at Dana. Who was watching them with a fervent, aroused look.

"Dana, come over here and straddle her," John ordered the redhead in a firm tone.

She moved lithely into position, swiftly moving her limber body to follow his instructions. "Like this?" she asked him, her eyes wide with excitement as she looked back over her shoulder.

"That's right," he praised her. "Good girl."

She bit her lip and moaned, the golden coronas around her pupils flaring as she got even more turned on, staring back at him lustily.

John smiled at her confidently, and said, "Now I want you two to kiss, and stare into each other's eyes when I fill you with cum. When we do this for real, you can both watch the moment when I put a baby in your lover's belly."

The two girls just whimpered, unable to respond they were so aroused. John pushed down on Dana's toned back, and she responded to his silent command, lowering her tummy so that it was flat against Rachel's. He then leaned forward, and began to fuck the brunette beneath him with long insistent strokes, while resting his stomach against the redhead's pert cheeks.

Dana gasped and quickly looked over her shoulder at him as she said in wonder, "I can feel your cock where you're fucking her!"

Sure enough, the bulge in Rachel's abdomen was brushing back and forth against Dana's firm tummy, letting her experience every powerful thrust. He heard them start kissing like the good, obedient girls he knew they both were, and after a couple of minutes of stroking inside the brunette, he pulled out, and then drove into the redhead. Rachel's mournful cry was joined by Dana's sob of relief when he thrust all the way up to the quad inside her again. She arched her back, and made sure her tummy was flat against Rachel's so that her lover could feel John shafting her.

Back and forth he went from one compliant young woman to the other, until he shoved his full length into Rachel, and exploded inside her, filling her womb to the brim. She joined him in climax, her pussy gripping him tightly as her body urged him to impregnate her. He pulled out between spurts, and buried his length inside Dana, ramming his way deep into her body in a single thrust. She cried out as she came, and bucked fiercely as he packed her belly full of sperm. He held still, buried inside her as his cock lurched, unloading the last of his heavy cum into her pliant young womb.

When he was finally spent, he pulled back, his cock slipping from her tight embrace. Collapsing on the bed, the two girls quickly flanked him, staring at him in awe as they hugged him tightly. He could feel their rounded stomachs against him, and it made him smile with a sense of deep satisfaction.

"That was just the most awesome sex, ever," Dana said reverently.

Rachel nodded, and said, "I came so hard imagining it. We talk about you impregnating us all the time, but recreating what it will be like was breathtaking!"

They placed their hands together over his heart, interlacing their fingers, and then rested their heads against him. John kissed them both tenderly, one after the other, and then they all snuggled together enjoying the intimate moment.

Calara and Alyssa came into the bedroom a few minutes later, and climbed on the bed behind them. Alyssa cuddled up with Dana and gently stroked her full tummy, while Calara did the same for Rachel.

The Latina's voice was full of emotion as she said, "That was beautiful. Alyssa shared all your thoughts and feelings with me, and I'm so happy for you girls."

Alyssa smiled affectionately at both the girls, before she glanced over at Calara and said, "Looks like the rookies are setting us a challenge right out of the gate!"

Calara giggled and nodded, her fingers moving in long, soothing motions over Rachel's rounded belly. "We'll really have to raise our game to compete with these two!"

John sighed the blissful sigh of contentment, that only a man with two pairs of girls competing to give him the best threesome can know. Jade walked in with a tray full of delicious smelling food a moment later, and smiled as she asked, "Who's hungry?"

Laughing, John realised he must now be dead, and had in fact gone to heaven.

***

After breakfast, Dana and Rachel decided to have a lie in, and urged Jade to come and join them, so that they could snuggle up with the lovely Nymph. She stepped out of her dress, and was nude in moments, then eagerly climbed over Rachel to lie between them.

John, Alyssa and Calara left them to it, going to get a shower together, so they'd be ready when they arrived at Port Megara. The girls were unusually attentive, and for them, that meant the blonde and brunette were hanging off him, moulding their gorgeous figures around him.

He eventually laughed, and asked, "What is it?"

The two girls darted glances at each other and then Alyssa asked in a small voice, "We just wondered if you're going to make us pregnant the same way?"

They stared up at him, holding their breath as they waited for an answer, and considering how long they could do that, he wasn't worried for their safety. Eventually he smiled at them, and shook his head, as he replied, "No, I have something else in mind for you two, but it can stay a secret until our next threesome."

He was careful not to think about what he had planned, so that Alyssa wouldn't be able to snoop through his thoughts, which was exactly what she was doing just then. She narrowed her eyes, and he laughed, then started tickling her for her impatience. He eventually let her go, and she giggled at him, while Calara laughed along too.

They decided to get dressed in business attire, to look smart and hopefully blend in on the base, and not cause any embarrassment for Calara's brother. The Latina had joined them in their walk-in wardrobe, and Alyssa picked out a cream coloured pencil-skirt suit for her to wear. John and Alyssa got dressed in their charcoal suits, and when he finished tying the Windsor knot in his tie, he watched the blond and brunette putting the finishing touches on their outfits in the mirror.

He was sure they had finished, when they turned and posed for him, and he grinned happily as he walked over to join them. They both looked gorgeous; elegant, confident, poised, and he was open with his admiration for their incredible beauty as he walked around them.

Eventually stopping behind them, he ran a hand over their firm round cheeks, before slipping around to gently stroke their tummies suggestively. "Wear these same outfits next time we're together," he said firmly.

"Yes, Commodore," Calara said respectfully, immediately responding to his commanding tone.

Alyssa nodded, and said obediently, "Of course, Commodore," with none of the usual disrespect for his rank he had come to expect from her.

John grinned at them, and they turned to kiss him on opposing cheeks, then darted flirtatious glances at him as they sauntered out of the room together. He followed after them, and into the bedroom, where he found Jade watching them intently. She was wrapped in a tangle of lithe limbs and pert breasts, and she stroked Rachel and Dana's hair, while they slept serenely.

"I'll look after these sleepy little kittens," she whispered with a playful smile. Then added more seriously, "When they wake up, they can join me running a security watch on the Bridge, and we'll keep an eye on Irillith too. Have a nice time catching up with Dylan, and tell him I said hello!"

They waved the Nymph goodbye, and then headed to the Bridge, to dock at Port Megara.

***

A couple of levels below them, Irillith lay on the bed brooding. The confrontation with John had left her more conflicted that ever, and she felt a riot of emotions that threatened to overwhelm her. Anger and lust warred in her mind, the feelings just as intense as ever, but now she had to contend with even more added to the volatile mix. She flushed with shame at striking John, feeling a searing sense of regret that her actions had caused him to look at her with such pity. That look filled with sad compassion had wounded her to the core, and even now it stung her more than a thousand barbed lashes with a neural whip.

Sleep had eluded her until the early hours that morning, her mind constantly tormented by thoughts of John. After watching so much footage of him over the last few weeks, she knew just how graphic her dreams would be. Although she craved their fervent embrace, she felt dreadfully afraid at the same time, terrified that lustful thoughts would consume her completely. Sure enough, when she had fallen into a restless slumber, her dreams had immediately taken a thrilling erotic turn, which had her heart racing in her sleep.

When Irillith woke up with a start later that morning, she found herself drenched with sweat. The frustration from her lack of sexual release, combined with her exhaustion after such a troubled sleep, left her in a truly foul mood. She had learnt John's routine by heart now, and knew full well that around this time, one of his harem would be gleefully sucking out every last drop of cum from his four balls. That train of thought started to make her feel hungry, and she spontaneously decided to get up, so that she could make herself a filling breakfast. Abruptly realising what had made her feel so famished did nothing to soothe her temper, and she stopped herself, half-risen from the bed, then flopped back down on it again.

Her fingers drifted up to the metal collar around her neck, and her jaw clenched with barely controlled anger, as she felt the cold metal beneath her fingertips. Being collared was just the latest of a host of indignities she had been forced to endure. Those responsible were going to suffer the worst torments she could imagine, and as she lay alone in her room, she took comfort in those dark and terrible thoughts.