Project Hlin 8
By Lionbadger
I have a dreary commute to work and while looking for something to read came across Frenemy54's Fox Hunt serial (Misc stories, Mr X site, if you haven't read it, you should and if the setting confuses you I sort of tacked on my own continuity through the stories Fox Hunt 6-10). I've always been a fan of the Butterscotch Fox universe and with Frenemy's continuity I figured I could create a little off shoot/parallel universe setting for some home brew heroines and hopefully help out any other fetish inclined commuters. I suspect I am not great at describing costumes so there is a deviant art pic of the girls of project Hlin here: comments, suggestions, offers of cake etc; lionbadger@hotmail.com
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Grey clouds filled the sky from horizon to horizon while a cool wind blew in across the lapping waves. The air tasted unusually damp and heavy with the promise of rain. In the distance a ship's fog horn blared mournfully. Gulls wheeled overhead crying to each other. Tethys opened her eyes and dropped her arms to her sides. Her long black hair, barely held in place by the gold circlet on her brow, danced in the light wind. The tall Italian heroine stood motionless. A pair of green and blue thigh high boots encased her long, powerful legs. The green and blue colouring was repeated on her dainty bikini thong and the croptop covering her generous bust. The scene felt maddeningly familiar. Tethys pushed to find a specific memory. For long minutes she stood on the harbour wall drinking in the sights and sounds in an effort to jumpstart something. It was no good. She wondered idly why she put herself through this same doomed charade over and over. She knew full and well that the Hleinir solution, which had transformed her into the formidable heroine she was now, had torn apart and rebuilt her on cellular level. One of the side effects of the procedure was irreparable damage to the memories she had aquired before joining Jagkommand. Or at least that was the explanation that Director Muhle had given her.
Tethys trusted Muhle about as far she could spit him. She knew hypno indoctrination featured in the heroine creation process. She had been told that it was mainly to train her subconscious in the use of the various additional stimulant and drug glands that had been added to her body. A nagging doubt lingered in Tethy's mind. It would, she considered, be all too easy to simply blast away a person's memories during the hypno indoctrination. Anger welled up in her as it always did when she thought about this. Like the other heroines created with Hleinir a few fragmentary scraps of her old life remained. Unlike the other heroines however the scraps of her memory didn't seem to fit the official version of her history.
Jagkommand had told her she had been with the Milanese police force, a riot control officer and special tactics expert. They had told her that she was left comatose and paralysied after she had been hit by a stolen lorry. Apparently there was an agreement that Jagkommand got fatally injured soldiers or police. Brain dead heros were given a last chance of rebirth where once the doctors simply would have pulled the plug. They had dosed a broken and crippled woman with the Hleinir and Tethys had arisen healed and stronger than ever.
Except, one of the few memory fragments she had involved her being pulled into an alley and beaten senseless before waking up in a lab to see a grinning Muhle looking down on her.
"Fresh meat" he had chuckled before the memory ended.
Tethys had begun to suspect that Muhle, desperate for test subjects, had organised snatch squads to obtain suitable candidates. If that was true then almost everything Tethys had been told was a lie. Did she have a family back in Italy? Was she even Italian? Did people think she had abandoned them? She touched a hand to her uncovered stomach. Did she have children somewhere or was that luxury just another thing the Hleinir had allegedly claimed from her as it rebuilt her and withered her ability to conceive.
She clenched her fists in rage. She hated feeling so impotent and confused. Perhaps Valkyrie was right and she should just vent her frustration by hitting things. But the thought that she might be part of something malevolent hiding under a veneer of righteousness refused to leave her.
"Movement commander" came the voice of her jaeger spotter in her ear
Tethys touched the com behind her ear "confirm target" she said still staring across the harbour
"Box truck. Markings match description of target. Driver and 2 passengers visible" came the clipped voice of the spotter "heading towards the freight hovercraft terminal"
Gotcha thought Tethys "Stay sharp, nobody is people smuggling this close to a major naval base without paying off the regional commander"
"Vehicle has halted. Driver and passengers are exiting, look north african, Algerian maybe Moroccan. Opening the back of the van. Confirmed, multiple women, couple of men exiting vehicle. Targets are forcing them towards a cargo container. Targets are showing small arms" reported the spotter
Tethys listened to the spotter as she weaved through the harbour towards the hovercraft terminal
"how long have I got?" She said
"They are about to close the container. Container looks standard, should not pose an obstacle to you commander" replied the spotter
"Back up is in place?" Asked Tethys as she flattened herself against a stack of crates
"Johan de Witt is lurking somewhere south east of Majorca and there is at least one attack sub patrolling the western Med that we can deputise if needed" said the spotter "There is also the airbase at Gibraltar"
"I'd rather have Bulwark" muttered Tethys
She watched as the 3 men finished locking the container. One banged on the door and barked something in harsh arabic before laughing. He slapped a red sticker on the side of the container then turned and followed his companions back to the van. The shabby box truck grumbled into life then ground it's way back out of the freight base.
"The van has left the terminal commander" came the voice of the spotter
"Am I clear?" Said Tethys
"CCTV is offline and no hostiles on scope" replied the spotter
Tethys stalked cautiously towards the container. She glanced at the red sticker and frowned at the red crescent emblem then reached out and removed the customs declaration from its wallet on the container. She scanned over the arabic script then flipped the document over and read the spanish counterpart. Her eyes rested on the port of destination, Oran.
"It's going to the Principality of Oran" said Tethys into her com
"Copying to hq commander" replied the spotter
A quick glance at the padlocked door of the container confirmed that she would need a different plan if she was to enter unobserved. She walked along the edge of the container until she found a patch of rust in the bottom corner of the right side. She squatted down beside the patch and pushed her hand through the flaking brown metal. Gaining purchase on the sheet steel proper she ripped the metal panel away from the edge of the container until a small flap was sticking out and showing a hole big enough for her to enter. She slipped through the hole and into the box.
The smell hit her first. Clearly this was not the first time this container had been used as an impromptu cruise liner. A dozen pairs of frightened eyes blinked at her in the almost pitch black container. It took Tethys a moment to realise that her augmented eyes were granting her a much better picture of the inside of the container than its captives.
"Spanish" she asked before switching languages "Italian?"
A wall of silence rolled back at her
"English?" She asked
"A, a little" stammered a thin woman with a baltic accent
"Where are you from?"
"From Tallin, Estonia" replied the woman
"All of you?" Asked Tethys
"Some" replied the woman before waving her hand sideways "These Latvia, these Polzen, him, I don't know"
"Polzen? Poland, okay we don't have much time" said Tethys before tapping her com "8 for evac sergeant"
"Squad is in place commander. Direct packages towards the fishing boats and we will intercept" came the flat reply of the Jaeger sergeant
"Spotter, how we doing?" She said into the com
"Still clear commander, cctv still down" replied the spotter
"I need you all to get out through here" she gestured to the thin rip in the container "Head straight away from this container, towards the fishing boats, on the water"
"I understand. Fishing boats" replied the woman before she turned to the rest of the container's residents and repeated the instructions.
"Some large soldiers in black, they look scary but they're with me, will meet you and get you to safety" said Tethys "Now go"
The captives scrambled one by one through the rent in the container before hurrying across the dock. As the last one left Tethys took the edge of the container and bent it back into shape. The join in the metal wasn't perfect but would stand up to a cursory inspection. She dropped down, crossing her long legs beneath her to wait for the smugglers to return and for her ambush to be sprung.
"How are we doing" said Tethys into her com
"We have the abductees commander" came the monotone jaeger reply
"Spotter, any signs of our smugglers?" She said
"Negative commander" came the reply
Tethys blew out a long breath and closed her eyes "let me know the minute you have anything" she said quietly
The raven haired heroine gradually slowed her breathing and cleared her mind dropping into a meditative trance. The smugglers could return in five minutes or five hours for all she knew. There was no point standing ready to spring on them and running scenarios over and over in her head. Besides, her jaeger team would let her know in plenty of time to react.
"The van is back commander" came the sudden voice of the jaeger spotter
Tethys eyes snapped open and she rose like a piston as her legs unfolded beneath her.
"How long since your last update?" She asked
"87 minutes" replied the spotter
"So no more than about 40 minutes drive to their base" said Tethys "I reckon their base can't be more than 60 kilometers from here and probably not less than 20"
"Salzburg agrees commander" came the jaeger's reply after a brief moment's silence
"I can hear the van outside now, I'm going to enjoy this one" said Tethys her vision flickered as she glanded a reaction enhancing stim "standby to engage"
Muttered curses accompanied the scraping of a key at the lock to the container. A harshly barked comment elicited a whoop of laughter and hissed grunt from whoever was trying to open the container. The door swung open with a shriek of grinding metal. Tethys sprung like a tigress. A fist snapped into the chest of the smuggler who was still turning the key to remove it from the lock. Ribs failed with an audible snap and the first target fell to the ground wheezing painfully. The heroine swung a chop into the neck of the next smuggler. She watched as comprehension of the attack dawned on the smuggler his features morphing like clay from an expression of humor to one of horror. His arms began to slide from their fold across his chest. Tethys was faster her chop slamming into the man's neck and sending him collapsing into a bundle like a puppet with it's strings cut. The third smuggler had managed to bring up a hand gun. He barked something sharp and hard in arabic as the heroine prowled towards him.
"I have shot commander" came the voice of a jaeger in Tethy's com
"No, these are mine" the tall Italian purred
The smuggler barked something again his gun swaying madly in his panicked grip. Tethys continued towards him. The gun boomed in rapid succession in front of the heroine. A moment later the squashed rounds tinkled softly into the gravel.
"Not smart" said Tethys
"Djinn!" cried the smuggler before Tethy's fist slammed into his stomach doubling him up and forcing him to his knees.
Tethys watched impassively as the man vomited and wretched. A thin cord of red ran from the corner of his mouth to join the rancid puddle before him. A shadow fell across the prone smuggler and Tethys glanced up at her jaeger captain.
"two broken ribs on target one. A fractured collar bone on target two" the Captain glanced at the third smuggler "looks like perforated blood vessels in this one commander, none are immediately life threatening"
"Let's get them packed up then" said Tethys.
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"According to signal chatter our operations over the past 6 months have put quite a dent in the human trafficking across the med. Alpha team has disrupted numerous operations through Spain and France while Charlie team has had the same effect on the operations through Italy, the Balkans and Greece" said Colonel Horst gesturing to a large map of the Mediterranean. "We know that the cartels are hurting from the lost revenue and damage to their reputation and Jagkommand should be proud. This is exactly the sort of thing we should be leading. Now we have to finish it. Intel says the remaining cartels are brewing some big make or break job to dig themselves out of the hole and we're taking point to crush it"
"We still haven't caught anyone big, just thrown a lot of middle men into cramped detention centers" said Valkyrie "Won't this just push the problem south, onto someone less capable of defending themselves?"
"No, not really" replied Horst "the sad fact is that idle rich of the North African kingdoms want novelty, they aren't interested in local girls, they want pale red heads and blondes, hence why so many of the snatched victims are Scandinavian or from the Baltics"
"Why not send a couple of us undercover, take out the buyers?" Drawled Miss Liberté
"Vetoed at ministerial level" said Horst "You're too valuable to risk being disappeared into the irradiated wasteland south of the Atlas mountains"
"Ha!" Laughed Athena "There you go rook, we're too expensive to replace, makes you feel loved dosen't it"
"Charlie team aren't rookies grandma" said Morrigan in low voice "We might not have been mind fucked in the middle of a beach for all to hear but we've been through the wringer just as much as you"
"Enough" said Horst "You're right Athena, the Hleinir process is extremely expensive, depending on some estimates we could build a destroyer for price of recruiting one of you. What really concerns our politicians however is the political cost of losing one or more of you in a bungled op. Your home nations in particular and the populace at large has a great emotional investment in you. Losing one of you in a battle with some malevolent continent threatening force would lead to national mourning. Losing one of you to mundane african traffickers, to spend your very long lives in a hareem would lead to voter outrage and heads would have to roll, figuratively of course"
"Are you sure we're that important to the public psyche?" Asked Tethys sceptically
"We've done studies. It looks like, even though there was a grudging superficial distrust of America and grumbling about what were at the end of yhe day very minor ideological differences, there was a strong feeling that America would come to help if anything really bad happened. When Scarlet took over the US and made it into the Usonian police state a big hole was ripped in the public's perception of safety. However over the past couple of years you girls have helped Jagkommand to step into that hole. Now we get consistently high responses to the tune that if something bad happens a brightly costumed supergirl will show up and hit it until it goes away"
"We're political valium?" Asked Athena
"That's not quite how I would put it, but essentially yes" said Horst "Maybe look at it more that you reassure people that a very dangerous world has a little corner of safety where they don't have to worry about monsters or invaders slaughtering their children"
"Which brings us back to why you're so intent on smashing these people smugglers" said Morrigan
"Correct, people disappearing across the Mediterranean to some salt mines or a brothel makes people worry" said Horst "So you need to double down on your assigned regions and be ready to redeploy at 20 minutes notice"
"Do we have any inkling where this major deal is going to happen?" Said Valkyrie
"Nothing concrete but some sigint is suggesting the Adriatic, possibly Croatia or Albania" said Horst "So we're concentrating back up around that area"
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Tethys stood on the wharf concealed by the bulk of dingy shipping containers once more staring across the water. Bright spring sunshine blazed down and the water out in the channel glittered. Freighters trundled towards the docks in a never ending procession streaching out to sea. Thier compatriots, laden with the goods of Spain and Portugal, trundeled past heading for Suez and the far east ports. Ships' horns blared greetings or warnings as they slud past each other. A sudden roaring whoosh of air and spray errupted to Tethys' right as a heavy freight hovercraft roared out of the terminal bound for the near ports south across the Mediterranean.
Tethys' sense of dejavu niggled at her, as it always did around the sea but as always memories refused to crystalise. She huffed bitterly and tried to centre herself. She stretched over, running hands down her green and blue costumed legs then pushed her arms out in front of her the sun catching on her glittering gold bracers. Somewhere out there to the west, across the sea, past Italy the bulk of Jagkommand's forces were lying in wait for the desperate people smugglers.
Tethys sighed and touched her com "Anything"
Silence for a moment then "No mam, all quiet, looks like just normal freight deliveries to me"
The raven haired heroine shook her head "couldn't even leave me my jaegers" she muttered as she stared at the water.
"Mam, I have a box truck moving through the freight terminal" came the nervous voice of the spotter
"Just one?" Asked Tethys
"Yes mam, it's just pulled up by some old containers" replied the spotter "sector B green zone" he added hurriedly.
"Well then maybe today is not a total bust after all" said Tethys as she spun on her heel and began to jog through the rows of containers.
"Definitely smugglers mam, they just unloaded a small group of people from the truck" said the spotter
"Left or right" replied Tethys
"Um, you're, err" stuttered the spotter
"Left or right soldier!" Tethys snapped as she quietly resolved to show the jaegers more appreciation in the future.
"Err, left mam" replied the spotter "definately left the right at the end of the row"
The green and blue clad heroine whipped past containers and threw up a plume of gravel as she swung round the end of the row. She skidded to a halt and watched the familiar sight of smugglers herding people into a shipping container. 3 swarthy north Africans barked harsh instructions at their filthy an unwashed charges as they shuffled forward. One of the men dipped a hand into his jacket pocket and pulled out a cell phone. He held it to his ear for a few moments then nodded. He returned the phone to his pocket then reached behind his back to draw a handgun from the waist band of his trousers. The man stepped forward and grabbed a girl by her lank blonde hair draggjng her away from the container. Tethys ground her teeth certain of what must be coming next. In a single fluid motion the trafficker put his gun against the girl's head and shot her. Tethys watched in disgust as the body slumped lifeless to the ground and silently resolved that she would evdn the score with this trafficker. The man returned to the cowering group and grabbed an emaciated teenage boy. He forced the boy onto his knees and pointed the gun at the back of the boy's head.
"I know you are here" he shouted in heavily accented English "Come out now or I kill this one. Then I kill the other ones. The blood wil, be on you!"
"Do you have a shot?" Tethys said into her com
"I'm, I'm not sure. There is a crosswind coming off the dock and he's obscured by the hostage and surrounded by the other captives" came the reply
"Well I guess that leaves very few options then" muttered Tethys
The raven haired heroine rolled her shoulders and blew out a breath then stepped out of the shadows. She raised her hands and stalked towards the traffickers.
"Good morning gentlemen" she said brightly "Such a lovely day, it would be unfortunate if someone were to, say, have their spleen punched clean out of their body"
"Slowly or I shoot this boy" barked the trafficker
"You won't shoot him" said Tethys "He's the only thing keeping you alive. The minute you squeeze that trigger my snipers will drop your goons and I'll be beating you to a pulp"
"That will not bring him back" said the traffiker "his death will be on your hands"
"Plenty deaths are on my hands" said Tethys "But this one will be on you"
"Big risk for big reward, stop there, no closer" barked the traffiker "Mehdi, the bonds"
The traffiker now identified as Mehdi shuffled forwards. Mehdi was skinny and dishevelled. His jeans were dusty and spattered with dark greasy patches and a greying tshirt with some indistinguishable logo covered his bird like torso. His dark eyes sat either side of a hawk like nose that seemed far too big for his face and stared at Tethys in undisguised horror. He muttered something in a surprisingly soft accent. The lead traffiker barked something in reply and flicked the gun towards Tethys. Mehdi licked his lips and reached behind his back to draw out a pair of shiny white handcuffs.
"You're not here for them are you" said Tethys quietly
"You understand" said the leader "Your kind are worth 10 containers of these"
Mehdi walked around Tethys giving her a wide berth.
"Mam, I have a shot on the little one" came the voice of the spotter
"No, if I let them take me we'll finally get a look at the inside of their operation" whispered Tethys "As soon as I'm on their boat call it in"
"But mam if they restrain you they might, well, take some liberties with your person" replied the spotter
"Don't worry, we're trained for that, I can handle myself" said Tethys
"Your hands" said Mehdi as he moved behind Tethys
The green and blue clad heroine made a show of begrudgingly putting her hands behind her back. She felt a slight increase in preassure on her gold bracers as Mehdi snapped the cuffs shut. She pulled slightly to test the give in the cuffs and was rewarded with a slight widening of the space between her wrists.
"I can disembowel you with a kick" said Tethys quietly as Mehdi put a hand on her shoulder.
The terrified north african snapped his hand away as if burned and stumbled backwards.
"You will come with us" demanded the leader
"I will, if you leave them" she nodded towards the wide eyed captives
"They are insurance" said the leader "agsinst your behaviour"
"No point in me behaving if it doesn't get me anything, besides, don't you want them to run home and tell everyone how you captured one of Jagkommand's mighty heroines?"said Tethys
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The traffiker looked at the heroine for a long moment "I keep 1, this one" He turned to his second accomplice "release them"
The accomplice began to say something then thought better of it. He began to shout at the captives and wave them away.
"Now, you come with us" said the leader
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Tethys sat on a crate her back to a steel reinforcement pillar in the bowels of an aging cargo ship. Her hands had been subject to heavier restraints once the traffickers got her aboard their vessel and loops of chain wrapped around her shins and ankles. She had little doubt that she would be able to break free if she needed but was content to play the helpless hostage and let her impromptu plan to infiltrate the smugglers run its course. She had no way to accurately tell the time but figured that she had been on the boat for a good few hours which would likely put her half way across the med, assuming of course that this group was also operating out of the north african city state of Oran. With little else to do the captive heroine rested by meditating and considering her next move.
A rough hand whipped suddenly across Tethys face. She opened her eyes to see the lead traffiker standing in front of her. He rubbed his hand softly as he glowered at the captive supergirl. Tethys grinned. With her enhanced bone structure and skin she had barely felt the slap, her captor however looked like he might have cracked a bone.
"I am Tahir and you are now merchandise" the traffiker stated "You will cooperate and answer my questions"
"I might" replied Tethys dismissively
Tahir looked like she had punched him but regained his composure quickly "Your liberal heathen ways will not be tolerated here. You answer or your compatriots suffer"
"What compatriots?" Said Tethys slowly
"There is other merchandise on board that is more easily damaged than you. Their suffering will be the price of your insolence" said Tahir
To underscore his point one of the swarthy deckhands behind him threw a bedraggled teenaged girl to the floor. Tethys glanced at the girl, a non descript western european, british or dutch perhaps given her pale skin. Her eyes flicked back to Tahir.
"Before this is finished, I'm going to kill you" said Tethys
Tahir turned his head and nodded to the deck hands. A large african with thick bulging muscles stepped forward and in one fluid motion whipped a cord around the girl's neck. He yanked up as if lifting a sack of vegetables hoisting the girl into the air. The girl made a horrible choking noise as thd cord cut off her air. Her long skinny legs kicked and thrashed while her small hands clawed at the cord.
"I get it, leg her go" shouted Tethys tensing against her bonds. She felt the metal stretching against her prodigious strength.
The african ignored her. She watched as the girl's kicks lessened and her arms flopped to her side. Eventually the african dropped her unceremoniously onto the floor.
"Not dead, yet" the sailor declared
"The captain tells me he is sure a ship is following us" said Tahir
Tethys stared back silently for a few minutes then sighed "The frigate Enderacht, it won't attack unless you attack it, or start executing captives"
"Are you pure?" Asked Tahir
"Pure?" Asked Tethys
"Untouched, a virgin, it is important for your price" said Tahir
"No, I'm a grown woman, why would you think I haven't had sex?" Said Tethys
"Infidels, you are once we dock, you are a shy virginal girl and you will give your owner many strong sons" said Tahir slapping the chest of the sailor beside him.
"I'm not giving anyone sons" said Tethys quietly
"You do not understand, you do not make choices anymore, you are the property of your master" sneered Tahir
"You don't understand you backward medieval little man" hissed Tethys "The thing they do to make us into this, the thing that makes us strong and durable and fast, it steralises us. I couldn't give this master of yours a son even if I wanted to"
Tahir looked like he had been slapped.
"I'm sorry if that affects your margin in the flesh trade" she added
"She is not a virgin and she cannot be impregnated" said one of the sailors in a heavy accent that Tethys did not recognise.
"He does not need to know that" said Tahir
"I do not care about your prince. I care about me" said the sailor "You leave this here for all to see, her flesh displayed, her bosom barely covered. Look at the fire in her eyes. You expect me to ignore this? You expect me not to take my pleasure with one of the super women? You are a bigger fool than I took you for Tahir"
"You are being paid to" started Tahir
He glanced at the small group of burley sailors.
"You cannot unshackle her and you cannot leave any evidence. He will skin us both if he learns of this" said Tahir with a resigned sigh
"Then you have nothing to lose by joining us" said the sailor
"He would see it in my eyes. Do what you must but ensure there is no evidence" said Tahir starting to move away
"I'll tell your master" said Tethys "If it ends with you being skinned, I'll do it"
"It is one thing to be owned by a prince" said Tahir "it is another to be stock in a dockside brothel"
Tethys watched the malevolent north african climb the steel steps up out of the hold.
"No evidence" said the sailor as his hand moved to the fly of his jeans
"I can't spread my legs with all shackled up like this" said Tethys sweetly
The sailor looked at her. He seemed to be considering for a few seconds then he laughed a deep accented booming laugh "I almost believe you'd let me" said the sailor "But it is not your legs that you will spread"
"I'm notoriously bitey" said Tethys
"I think not when the consequence is this girl's death" replied the sailor gesturing to the unconcious girl
Tethys glared back. She considered breaking her shackles and ending her plan to infiltrate the traffikers. It would be the work of a few minutes to deal with these three. Once free she could prowl the ship and subdue any other sailors before storming the bridge. If the Enderacht really was tailing this tub then she radio in and have a boarding party take over. But then they'd be back doing this again in a few months and what if they planned a heroine grab better next time. Valkyrie or Night Strike would always go fists first and tactics later. What if a team mate really did end up disappeared into the sub sahara. Reluctantly Tethys opened her mouth and rolled out her soft pink tongue.
"I thought so" said the sailor grinning his whit teeth contrasting with his midnight black complexion.
"Get on with it" said Tethys caustically
The sailor shrugged and reached into his jeans. He fumbled briefly then gradually pried his cock of the grubby denims. The pungent smell of stale sweat and unwashed bodies hit Tethys like a wave. She coughed at the sudden stench and flicked an angry look from the large member in front of her face to the grining sailor then back again.
"How do I get myself into these things" she thought to herself as she once again opened her mouth.
The sailor pushed his hips forward and guided his throbbing cock between the soft ruby red lips. He grunted as Tethys' warm mouth wrapped around the shaft and began to gently rock back and forth.
Tethys nearly gagged as the taste of the sailor's unwashed penis filled her mouth. Dilligently she chocked back her revulsion, added one more reason to wipe out this smuggling ring to her list and went to work. She pressed down with her lips and gently sucked on the member. He soft pink tongue caressed and teased at it as it slid back and forth across her palate. Gradually she felt the sailor pressing harder against her and the head of his dick began to push against the back of her throat. The lucious italuan beauty switched to her multi lung extending her ability to hold her breath. Comfortable that she wasn't going to be smothered she accepted the questing member down her throat.
The look of shock on her assailant's face filled Tethys with a perverse glee. She focused and triggered one of her perception enhancing drug glands. Her vision sharpened and her senses heightened above their already agumented levels. The long ebony cock filling her mouth suddenly went from a clumsy questing probe to a lover's gentle caress across her tongue. She watched as a blush she had barely percieved now spread clearly up the dark neck and face of her would be assailant. Tiny droplets of sweat budded and formed into droplets on the sailor's face as his face locked into a rictus of absolute pleasure.
"And you think I'm the captive" thought Tethys
The sailor's hand swung gently around and his long strong fingers twined into the heroine's raven tresses as he released an almost kitten like sob. His whole body seemed to contract in on itself as Tethys drew his length down her slender throat and danced her tongue around his member. The sailor shuddered and jerked as he came. A cold gush of thick rich cum washed into Tethys' mouth and down her throat. The sailor pulled her head closer to his musky crotch as he emptied his load onto the restrained supergirl. Tethys gulped and swallowed the thick turgid fluid until the sailor pulled away. His long ebony shaft slid out of her mouth trailing a rope of semen after it.
Tethys' eyes flicked up to lock with the sailor's before she flicked out her tongue to wipe the trailing streamer off her assailant's dick and return it to her mouth. She glanced at the sailor's waiting colleagues, their eyes wide in shock and surprise. One snapped out of the spell and pushed the first assailant aside, yanking at his loose shorts to expose another rock hard cock to the bound heroine. Tethys rolled her eyes then wrapped her ruby lips around the shaft and began to suck. The second sailor had had the benefit of watching his ship mate get serviced by the busty beauty. Tethys could taste the bitter precum that the sailor had built up almost immediately. He stabbed at her face much more violently than his colleague, thrusting his hips back and forth into the heroine's mouth almost desperately. Tethys decided that the best solution here was to finsih him quickly and be done with it. Her tongue cupped his shaft as he drew back and forth, the rough texture driving him wild. Her grabbed her head with both hands as he suddenly climaxed, the thick stream of cum blasting into the girl's mouth in a frothy fountain of salt. Tethys gulped dutifully but couldn't swallow the thick fluid quickly enough to prevent some escaping her lips and dripping down her chin.
The sailor's eyes went wide with panic as a large droplet began to drip from Tethy's lips towards her breasts and the top of her uniform. His hand shot out like a snake grabbing her chin and wiping away the potential evidence.
The final sailor shuffled nervously forward fumbling with his waist band. He darted furtive and uncertain looks at his colleagues as he stepped infront of the bound woman. Tethys' eyes roved over him as she concluded he couldn't be more than twenty.
"First time kid?" She purred at the assailant
"What? No! No!" Shrieked the sailor "I have been with many women"
"Sure you have" laughed Tethys
The sailor flushed red and took a step backwards as his companions tried to stifle their laughter.
"Just give it here boy" said Tethys
The sailor wavered for a moment then the first assailant said something which steeled him. He stepped infront of Tethys' face and drew his cock out of his trousers. He grinned as he drew the tip down her face and across her cheek before sliding it between her moist ruby lips. Tethys sucked on the shaft and once more put her tongue to work coaxing her assailant to orgasm. The sailor whimpered as she worked him over with her mouth. Suddenly Tethys felt her mouth fill with another load. The thick liquid slid over her throat as she quickly gulped the rancid taste out of her mouth. The sailor staggered away form her, an idiotic expression on his dazed face.
"Some water would be good" she said as she licked her lips clean
The first sailor pulled a used plastic bottle from behind him and pressed it to her lips. Tethys swirled the lukewarm liquid around her mouth then gulped it down.
"I guess dinner is out of the question?" She said as the sailors turned to leave
The first sailor turned back and offer a grin at the joke then his expression dropped to sadness.
"I'm sorry, we are almost to the port, you do not deserve to be kept by the Prince" he said before turning away
"But apparently I do deserve to be facd raped by bored deck hands, love your logic honey" she muttered quietly to herself.
Tethys sat in contemplation for a while listening to the slowing throb of the aging vessel's engines. Thuds sounded dully against the hull which she assumed were either from tugbboats or the ship docking. She cleared her mind and tried to form the next part of her plan. The Enderacht would have informed Jagkommand of where she was but it might take Colonel Horst some time to organise an extraction. In the meantime she'd have to play the good little concubine and get close to the Prince so she could cut the head off the people smugglers.
She glanced up at the steps into the cargo hold as a boot clanked against the rusty steel. She watched impassively as Tahir led a sweating, portly man and what appeared to be his bodyguard into the hold. The trio came to a halt before Tethys. The man barked something in arabic and Tahir replied. The man stomped around the heroine inspecting her. His greed filled eyes made her skin crawl. The man barked something else and Tahir replied with "Tethys". The man turned to the bound heroine and unleashed a barrage of speach at her.
"He says that you are now property of the Prince of Oran and you will lower your eyes in the presence of your betters, which is everyone" translated Tahir
Tethys looked at the smuggler then transfered her gaze to the man. The man stared back furiously, a vein throbbing in his head. Tahir spluttered something in arabic but was cut off. He turned back to Tethys.
"You are his property, you must obey him" he said desperately
"That's not how it works where I come from" replied Tethys cooly
"Please, he will execute us both, he is not stable he will ack!" choked Tahir as blood fountained from his throat
"He knows the infidel tongue dog" rumbled the bodyguard returning his knife to its sheath.
The man nodded to the bodyguard the turned back to Tethys.
"The fun is in the breaking" he said in heavily accented English.