S.S. Eagle Lance put out a subspace communication to the S.S. Eagle and informed his long time friend Admiral Miller that he would be rendezvousing in less then five minutes. The Admiral acknowledged the message and Lance powered up the Virtual Drive propulsion system and SLD in his car, and switched on the internal subspace navigation control module. He plotted a course for the Eagle, which was in orbit around the disgusting planet called Earth. After engaging the sub-light drive, he sat back, relaxed, and watched the wonderful view out his window as the autopilot computer did all the flying. Within minutes his car was free from Earth's gravitational attraction and magnetic field and Lance fed the exact coordinates of the S.S. Eagle into the computer. But then he switched back to manual control and began to guide his mini-vessel to the massive Eagle starship. Lance then received a subspace message from the Eagle and put it on the main viewer. "Lance, you have clearance to dock at shuttle bay two. When you are within range, please surrender control of your vehicle to the computerized tractor beam which will automatically guide you into the bay." "Affirmative, Admiral. I'm making my approach now, and I'll be within range of the tractor beam in exactly three minutes. Lance out." While his craft flew toward the Eagle, Lance activated a subspace link to his Earth based computer in his house and downloaded all of the files and data stored in its huge memory banks to his car's computer. He also beamed the many sexy and bound females in his dungeon to the pattern buffer so he could torture them later. Then he triggered the self-destruct mechanism and his entire house exploded, completely incinerating it, and destroying everything inside and out. Minutes later, he approached the starship Eagle and eased off on the controls of his car as the tractor beam engaged and towed his mini-ship into the shuttle bay. A minute later, his car finally set down on the shuttle flight deck and he got out. Lance turned around and looked at his chariot which was covered with blood, dirt, guts, and a whole bunch of other shit. He told the ensign in the bay to clean up his vehicle at once, not really expecting the young officer to comply. The unimportant wannabe officer child obeyed Lance's orders without a single word except "Aye Sir" and Lance laughed at the ensign's silly behavior. Lance left the shuttle area and made his way to a turbo lift and went to the main bridge. The doors opened on the bridge and the Admiral walked up and greeted Lance. "What's up man! Been awhile." spoke the friendly Admiral. "Yeah, but I'm here now and we got a few days to hang out." "Cool." said Admiral Miller. The Admiral's first officer, Commander Higgins, nodded at Lance and then turned back to face the viewscreen. Lance looked around for women but could find none and was displeased by this, so he told the Admiral to get some hot chicks for him to rape. "Still up to your same old ways, huh Lance?" they both laughed and the Admiral ordered his first officer to do as Lance asked. "Higgins. Go to 10-forward and send some hot babes to Lance's quarters, on the double." the Admiral told his trusty number one. "Aye sir." replied the Commander as he hurriedly ran to the turbo lift doors. Commander Higgins went to the 10-Forward lounge to look for sexy females in tight, zipper uniforms. A few minutes later, he found several adequate off duty women who were still in uniform sitting at a table. Higgins then ordered five of them to the guest quarters where Lance would be eagerly waiting. Two of the chicks were in their low thirties and had sizable breasts, reddish hair, and a slim, sexy figure. The others were much younger but were so seductive and alluring that the Commander's brain functions transferred to his cock which began to harden rendering him momentarily oblivious. They obeyed his orders and left, while the Commander regained his senses and ordered an Ale from one of the replicator units. Lance left the bridge and headed to his cabin to await the arrival of his bitches. Admiral Miller then sat in the command position on the spacious bridge and gave orders to the OPS officer. "Ensign, break orbit and leave the Terran system at 50% c. Once we clear the system, set a course for the Totop stargate at V-10." "Yes sir." replied Ensign Groy, as he set the new ship heading. "Engage." stated the Admiral indicating to the Ensign to execute his commands. The powerful starship left Earth's orbit and began its flight out of the Terran system. Within minutes, the Eagle cleared the star system, and headed toward the stargate which was actually the entrance to a stable wormhole. Lance arrived at his cabin on deck 2 and anxiously awaited the appearance of his fuck meat. While he was waiting, Lance replicated a Big Mac and large fries from the SynthoMcdonald's program, and it tasted exactly like the real thing, but had nothing bad in it. However, he was looking forward to tasting something else, like the bitches who should be just about to his cabin by now. Lance then replicated handcuffs, ropes, duct tape, chains, thin wire, tweezers, small bungie cords, inflatable dildos, an electrified cattle prod, and a whole bunch of other sick, kinky, demented sex related trinkets. A few minutes later, the five juicy, tender sluts entered Lance's quarters and had on tight zipper uniforms which followed every curve of their stimulating and tantalizing bodies. He told them to remove their communication badges and then Lance ordered the ship computer to seal his room. Now that no one could disturb them, Lance told the bitches to stand with their backs against the wall and their arms and legs spread apart wide. They followed his orders without a word, but looked very scared. Two of the babes were Terran, one of the others was a Deagomorph, and the remaining two women were Aligonian. He then went to each of them and secured their arms and legs to the wall with quadtanium hooks. After that, Lance fastened a biranium alloy choke collar around each of their necks restricting the movement of the girls heads. They looked as if they were being crucified, but with their legs apart and were quite alluring. Lance then asked his bitches if they would agree to a little fun and games and the girls did not respond so he hit them each five times in the gut with a stick. He then stood back and admired his five rapeable woman as Lance picked up some torture devices. The women seemed nervous as Lance smiled at them with ropes and chains hanging from his powerful hands. The first girl he approached was on the right end of the row and had long blonde/reddish hair with smooth, delicate skin and a very attractive face with large tits to top it all off. The tantalizing female's outfit consisted of a long sleeve metayarn sweater with a zipper down the back, and synthosilk pants again with a zipper running down between her tensed buttcheeks. Her uniform covered the bitch's entire succulent torso and a pair of flat shoes finished off the apparel. The uniform was a dull red, and judging by the amount of rank insignia she had on her collar, Lance deduced that the sexy dame was a Lieutenant Commander. He suddenly grabbed her between her thick, womanly thighs and squeezed tenaciously. She peeped and then inquired as to why he did that. With his paw still tightly gripping and fondling her between the legs he replied that they all were gonna' get raped and tortured by him tonight. They started screaming, so he released the damsel's crotch and quickly duct taped all of the maiden's mouths shut after spitting and pissing into each one. "That'll keep you whores quiet as I perform my sadistic rape rituals on you." Lance soon noticed tears running down his females cheeks, but ignored it and just punched each of them in the face twenty times with steel spiked gloves. He then went back to the first babe and roughly grabbed her warm crotch again. Then he forced his other hand behind her and found the zipper on the back of the poor dame's pants. Lance slowly unzipped it and the girl groaned and wiggled as she imagined what Lance might do to her sultry body after he painfully violates it. He continued unzipping her skin tight uniform and the zipper got caught in her wooly butthair. He yanked down on it tearing the ass fuzz from her butt causing tremendous pain. Since her lickable legs were spread wide apart for easier fucking, Lance had to slice the matron's pants in half at the crotch, and then pull down each pant leg separately. A pair of devil red, high cut cotton panties became visible which concealed her hairy, mucus drenched pussy and flexed, sweaty asscheeks as he dragged her pant legs farther and farther down the chick's savory, meaty legs. Lance sliced and removed her pant legs when they were pulled all the way down and placed them on one of the chairs in his room. He expeditiously returned to the young bitch, who was now weeping out of fright, and wrapped his hands around her very tender and tan ankles and rubbed them sensuously while lustfully licking her succulent thighs. Lance ran his paws up the female's delectable limbs until he reached her kneecaps. He then massaged the slut's ponderous calfs while removing her dripping panties with his drool covered teeth. Her elastic panties stretched because her legs were spread apart. Once the girl's sexy undergarment was disgracefully pulled down to her knees, he licked her twat and squeezed her trembling, strained buttcheeks. The girl whimpered, but Lance figured it was because she liked his sexual behaviors toward her and continued fondling the woman's stout ass, while seductively licking her sensitive inner thighs and vaginal lips. Soon, her smooth, satiny legs were drenched with his spit and he proceeded to insert his hand into her steaming pussy. As Lance's extremity entered her tight hole, he wiggled his digits causing incredibly erotic stimulation to her cunt and pussy walls. He looked at her face and an expression of intense emotion and feeling flashed across it while her eyes rolled to the back of the girl's cute head as he continued to roughly finger the hidden g-spots inside of her juicy megatwat. Lance's hand was entirely in her now, and the other females strained to see what he was doing but could not as the metal restraint around their necks prevented any such action. Lance dug his claws deep into her vaginal walls drawing blood from them. He scrapped his hand back and forth within her love tunnel, tearing and gashing the damsel's tender, but highly sensitive vagina. Once he had ripped the inside of her twat to his satisfaction, Lance removed his blood and pussy secretion covered hoof from within her and licked it clean. He then waited a few minutes for the bitch to regain her senses, and slowly stood up so he was directly in front of the mesmerizing whore. "You dumb bitch! Does your twat hurt? I cut it up especially for you, my angel. Now for some real fun!" Her facial expressions indicated a feeling of great fear and anxiety, but Lance just spit on her face. He then put his hand behind her and found the zipper on her torso uniform and gripped it. With tremendous sexual and lustful desires he slowly unzipped it while licking her ears and nose. The zipper reached the bottom of the woman's uniform and the sweater became less taunt. Lance sliced the arms off the uniform, and cut the rest of it in half by running an X-acto knife down between her plump breasts to the end of the shirt, and pulled it off her. He then agonizingly yanked her panties back up giving the bitch a massive and painful wedgie then stood away from the pitiful young woman to admire her radiance. She was fastened to the wall so that her arms and legs formed a kind of distorted "X" with her amorous body in between. The female's arms were tan and bare, a bright red polycotton bra supported and hid her wondrous, big nippled tits, and the devil red panties covered her bleeding slit while riding deep into her plump ass. Lance almost popped a vein in his dick as it became so rigid that his pants became tight around his muscular waist and he loosened his trousers. The head of his cock protruded out the top of his Danes underwear and was throbbing with fresh blood. The girl's eyes widened as she saw his jackhammer and she knew it would split her wide open the second Lance penetrated her. He slowly walked toward the sexy bitch while rubbing his immense stick and then grabbed the officer's shiny blondish red hair and pulled it. She looked so hot because all the girl had on were her provocative underwear, and a pair of flat shoes. Sex hormones and adrenalin flowed through Lance like a river as he decided on how to erotically fuck the poor bitch. He could feel the thick cum bubbling just beyond the base of his rapestick as he started to fondle the girl's firm, sweat covered breasts but with her seductive bra still on. Lance also licked the woman's inviting cleavage between her tender, voluptuous tits and kissed her neck with severe sexual craving. Salvia drooled uncontrollably from his mouth as Lance slowly removed the woman's panties, this time for good while he inserted three fingers from his other hand into her tensed, sweaty ass to pull the wedgie out of her. He pulled the back of the juicy woman's underwear out of her shithole and left his fingers inside the girl's butt because it felt pleasant and warm. Then Lance took the pants and panties off all of the girls in his cabin. After that, he grabbed the stick which he used to hit the stupid fucking girls earlier, and shoved it in and out of each of their tight, juice filled pussies ten times for a grand total of fifty insertions. He then licked the twat secretions off the stick and suddenly cracked it across one of the girls skulls. The end of the stick broke off when it hit her head and the bitch was knocked senseless for a few seconds. "What do you think of that?" he said to the girl as a stream of blood dripped through her silky hair from the fresh cut while Lance snickered to himself. "Did you hurt yourself, you dumb fuckin' whore? Let me check that cut on the side of your head." Lance said and walked up to the injured bitch. He punched her in the head and severely aggravated the woman's sexy, bloody wound. It simply bled more and Lance laughed. "That's better! Ha, ha, ha!" Meanwhile, on the bridge the Admiral was monitoring activity in the hyperspace connection his ship was about to enter. Not too many vessels were transgressing the wormhole so he wouldn't have to wait long to enter it. Admiral Miller decided to take a break so he left command of the Eagle to his Second Officer, Lt. Commander Betsy Hittul. He had every confidence in the young woman, and knew she would tend to his ship with care. After that, the tired CO went down the turbo shaft and it stopped on deck 2, the Captain's Quarters deck. He step off the car and proceeded to enter his room when he remembered that Commander Higgins was in 10-Forward. "Commander Higgins to Captain's Quarters." the Admiral spoke through his comm badge. "Acknowledged." replied the first officer, as he hurried out of the lounge. Admiral Miller waited a few minutes for the Commander to get there. Once he did, Miller explained how he wanted to replace the Commander with a clone since he was sure that Betsy was going to rape and kill him later on. "But sir, she seems like a nice young lady. Why would she do that?" asked Higgins. "Cause she's a sick girl. She likes pain and she has her eye on you. Look, you are my first officer, I need you alive and I'm telling you, she's gotten worse lately, she wants to fuck you and she'll end up killing you. My clone idea gives her want she wants and keeps you alive." explained the smart Admiral. "Very well." said Higgins. "Good, and I've already sent your clone to the bridge. Now go to engineering and chill out for a few hours. You are off duty." "Yes sir." said the Commander as he smiled and walked away. Admiral then deiced to relax in the ten-forward lounge for awhile and headed that way. Back in Lance's room, he had returned to the first girl again and palpated the interior of her big ass with all of the fingers on his left hand. She groaned and squirmed in discomfort as Lance abusively clawed and tore her inner anus with his sharp implanted fiberglass fingernails. "This is boring me, woman! Time for some excitement!" Lance said as he painfully yanked his hand from her asshole. "It's bout' time I banged you, bitch. Don't you think so?" He grabbed the girl's bra, ripped it off, and threw it in the matter reprocessor where all of the women would soon end up as well. Lance tenaciously sucked and chewed on her big, red, ripened nipples while roughly squeezing and massaging the officer's big tits. After a few minutes of this, he bit one of her tender points severing it, and spit the bloody, sliced nipple into her perspirated face. After that, Lance moved his hands to her back and then slid them further and further down until he reached the whores heated asscheeks. Then he powerfully gripped her smooth buttcheeks and stepped closer to the slut. He used one hand to remove his pants, and also to guide his monstrous cock into the poor woman's slightly bloody, but ultratight pussy. He grabbed her ass again, and held on tight as he prepared to superslam the arousing bitch with his throbbing, armed warhead. Lance slowly pushed his huge cock deeper and deeper into her until his balls were touching the poor slave. Then he slid it back out, and began pumping her with a nice slow pace. After pussy mucus began sticking to Lance's upper thighs from the whore's tight cunt, he increased his bang pace until each rough slam bruised the bitch. Slam after slam Lance screwed the defenseless woman as he kissed and fondled every other part of the lovely girl. After half an hour of his amorous thrustings, Lance let go a stream of warm, fresh cream deep inside of his female rape victim and pulled his worn cock out of her thoroughly used twat after his sperm spray was finished. He continued kissing and feeling her breasts, ass, face, and body as his fuckrod softened. Lance fondled her to his content and then he prepared to torturously mutilate and then kill the young slut. He stood in front of the squirming, sexy whore and thought of an amusing way to kill her. A way that Lance has never done before so he could experiment. A minute later, laughter emanated from the sadistic dude as he prepared to destroy her using the new extermination method he just came up with. He grabbed a type I hand phaser and set it to the lowest stun setting. At that energy level, the phaser does no real damage, it just dazes you slightly. However, after long-term exposure to the phased energy from the weapon, the target unhastely disintegrates and eventually is ripped and blown apart from the inside out. This process could take hours depending on the mass of the target. In a human subject, the process usually takes from three to five hours. The procedure is very exceedingly painful because it slowly tears you to shreds. Doing this to a living being is considered the most hideous and grotesque torture and death possible. Lance was glad he had access to the phaser because he had never tried this fun method of termination on a living creature before. He also told the computer to record video and audio from the suffering bitch as she agonizingly incinerates. Judging by the girl's size and mass, Lance figured it would probably take about four and a half suffering, pain filled hours for the young doomed girl to pass into oblivion. Then he left his quarters and headed toward the 10-forward lounge. Along the way there, Lance raped a female civilian in the turbo lift car and she gave him a look like he was a jerk or something. Back on the bridge, acting Lt. Commander Hittul had just ordered the OPS officer to lay a course for the wormhole and engage at .25 c. They had to go slow because of the sensitive nature of the newly constructed stargate. "We've cleared the mouth of the wormhole, sir." reported the ensign. "Very well. Maintain course and run a continuous scan for any other starships that are close to us." ordered the very attractive Lt. Commander as she happily sat in the Captain's chair. A few minutes later, the cloned Commander Higgins entered the bridge and approached Betsy. "You are relieved." "Aye sir." she replied while pulling down her tight and slightly small shirt to adjust it and also to cause her stout breasts to protrude forward in a sexy manner. "Status report." requested Higgins and he quickly glanced at Betsy's big nipples which were visible through the thin, tight shirt she had on, and her perfectly formed, tender thighs. He then abruptly looked away from her and stared at the main view screen. "We have just entered the stargate and are traveling at one quarter impulse. A continuous scan has been initiated to monitor the proximity of other ships in the wormhole." said desirable Hittul while she sexily threw her long, black and silky hair over her shoulders. Then the young woman smiled at the Commander with a kind of "I want to suck you dry" look as she erotically licked her upper lip. "Very good. Please take OPS, Commander. Increase speed to full impulse." ordered the very focused Higgins not noticing Betsy's quite obvious attempts to arouse him. "Yes Sir." said somewhat disappointed and coquettish Betsy as the ensign got up to let her replace him. The nymphomaniac bisexual kinky mistress sat at the navigation (OPS) station, but the only thing on her sexually twisted, adulterated mind was pain, mutilation, and Commander Higgins' big cock. She hadn't had any really satisfying and compassionate kinky pain sex in awhile and was getting tired of Holodeck studs who can fuck as real as anyone, but don't genuinely have personalities. Using her fingers and a variety of dildos also got boring to the young, fresh woman, and she really wanted some good sex. Besides, it is more fun and pleasurable to have a real person tie you up and sexually torture you which is what she likes to have done to her. Before the day was over, Betsy would have her way with Commander Jack Higgins, and she would make sure he had his way with her. She was sure of that and passionately rubbed herself in the crotch as her big nipples hardened just a bit while she fantasied about be strapped to a chair and getting painfully gang raped by a bunch of horny teenaged boys and girls. Ten minutes after the Eagle entered the wormhole, they arrived at the other end and emerged from the stargate. It took so long because warp and virtual fields may disrupt the integrity of the hyperspace connection. The ship and its crew have traveled two hundred and fifty thousand parsecs (approximately 750,000 light years) and are in another galaxy called Voopti. To be exact, they are now just minutes from the planet Nova9, and the whole quadrant is known as the Sefrally Sector. The solar system which contains Nova9, the nerve center of the Aligonian Armada, is one of dozens in the Theta-Omega Cluster. Commander Higgins brought the ship to one half impulse speed as they proceeded to Nova9. A minute later they arrived at the giant planet and took up a high polar orbit. One hour later, the night shift began, and all the bridge officers rotated off duty and other officers replaced them. Betsy Hittul followed the replicated Jack Higgins to his quarters and entered his room right behind the Commander. She accidentally knocked over a book on the floor creating a brief noise. Higgins abruptly turned around and was startled by her presence. "What are you doing here Commander? I thought you'd be in your room by now." said Jack. "Well, I guess I'm here. And please call me Betsy." She approached Jack and forcefully threw him to the ground using a simple Aikido move. He was now flat on his back and she knelt down on top of his strong chest and held down his arms making him helpless to resist her. After that, the sexy girl removed his clothes and rubbed sexual enhancement oil on his entire body. "Commander Hittul, what are you doi.n..." Betsy cut off Jack's questions by taping his mouth shut with black electrical tape. Then she bent over his face and her cleavage was right in his eyes as she partially unzipped her uniform. After that, Betsy wiped the drool off her lips and taped Higgins' hands and arms to the smooth carpet-less floor until they were completely immobile. She did the same to his neck, head, legs, and lower torso. The torrid sight of him laying taped down and helpless before her gave Betsy a rush of barbaric sexual urge unlike anything she had felt before. Normally she herself likes to be the one that is tied up and fucked, but she wanted to try it the other way around and was pleased by the intense arousement it gave her and she enjoyed the sexual control that she had over Commander Higgins. "Now my sex slave, what shall we do first?" she asked him. A look of doubt and question was in his eyes so she blind folded him using a special new tape that won't tear off hair or skin when you remove it. Then the pretty and sick young girl licked his belly button and rubbed his inner thighs. She licked him like an ice cream cone and worked her way up his body. The erotic bitch made trails of saliva all over his big, muscular chest and lower abdomen. Betsy finally reached his face and drenched it with her spit. She licked and sucked on his ear lobes causing unbelievable stimulation to the Commander. However, Hittul had restrained him so well that he couldn't move any part of his body at all, no matter what she did to him. She dug her sharp fingernails into his skin around his neck drawing blood. The horny woman licked it off him and stuck her tongue into his already moist ears. She whispered into his ear what she planned to do with him and sweat beads formed on his forehead. Then she finished unzipping her tight uniform and took it off. A pair of red panties with no bra remained and her skin was perfectly tanned and unblemished. Vaginal juices churned inside the sexy woman and her twat was almost dripping with fresh mucus. It was a shame Higgins couldn't see his dominator because she looked hot as hell. Hittul's big, round breasts were nice and firm and her hardened nipples looked like small cherries that were just waiting to get sucked. She squeezed her own tits and groaned. She laid on top of her sex peasant and got into a 69 position. Then she slowly took the head of his huge cock into her mouth and then quickly sucked it all the way in. She almost choked on his rock solid banana but she still sucked it and he balls were against her lips as she deep throated him. The Commander groaned as she slowly moved up and down on his dick with her mouth, being sure to stimulate the head of his cock with her tongue. She kept blowing him and increased the rythum and went back and forth on him faster and faster until he was about to come but then she stopped and gripped the base of his cock with her thumb and forefinger to prevent his ejaculation. She then got into a missionary position and began sucking and biting his nipples while rubbing his stomach. He was sweating and kept moaning as she stimulated him more and more. Then she grabbed his dick and guided it into her twat and started humping him. She thrusted his big penis in and out of her dripping wet pussy and they both grunted in pleasure. She became extremely horny and while she continued to hump him, Betsy grabbed a belt and beat him on his chest until he was bleeding. She brought the shiny leather belt down onto his body repeatedly while fucking him even harder. She got off so much on it and after 15 minutes of beating and raping him non-stop she had an incredible orgasm and moments later so did he. She screamed out in extreme ecstasy as waves of pleasure flowed through her body while her twat filled with Higgins's warm cum. She kept humping him as his cock quickly softened and the girl laid down on her slave and licked his neck. She couldn't believe how good her orgasm felt and had never been in so much pleasure before in her life. After a few minutes, she got off him, and pulled out his dick from her moist vagina. But then she had an uncontrollable homicidal impulse toward Higgins which caused her to violently stab him to death. Hittul laughed after she had viciously murdered the Commander's clone thinking she had killed the real one. The disturbed young girl left his quarters and went to her room on deck 6. Lance had just entered the big ten-forward crew lounge and took a seat by himself. Some fool came over and tried to offer him a beverage and Lance just ignored the fucker. He looked out one of the windows and saw the huge planet the ship was orbiting, Nova9. He figured it must have been a hundred times larger than Earth, or more. Suddenly, out of nowhere, someone sat down at his table and broke his train of thought. Lance looked over and saw that is was his buddy Admiral Miller. "Hey Admiral!" said Lance. "What's up. Hey, you got time to stick around and hang out for awhile?" asked Miller. "Well I have time to rape a few girls, but then I want to get going." "Might I suggest you check out planet N-12. It's the last planet in this system and it's right up your alley." said Admiral Miller. "Oh? What's on this planet?" inquired Lance. "Anarchy, rape, murder, destruction. Bout' a hundred years ago a bunch of people got together and left, claiming they were sick of Nova9 and it's leaders. These dissidents had been increasing in numbers, and rather then rally against the government, which was hopeless, over thirty-thousand of the rebels packed up, left, and colonized N-12. Unfortunately they didn't plan ahead and didn't know what to do when they got there and all hell broke loose. No government, no laws, just a big planet which a bunch of angry, fragmented people. As I said, you'd love it." explained the well informed Admiral. "Sounds interesting. I'll check it out as soon as I leave. Sorry I don't have time to hang out. But there will be other times." said Lance. "Alright man. Have fun and I'll see ya around." the Admiral said and left as quickly as he appeared and went back to his quarters. A few minutes later, some woman approached Lance's table and just stood there. "Who the hell are you?" Lance said. Not even bothering to look at the female. "I'm the ship's counselor, Janice Lipol. I heard you came aboard a few hours ago and I wanted to meet you." "I'm Lance. Nice to meet you, bitch." said Lance in a slow, bullshit tone. "Are you here to talk to me or something?" "Actually, the Admiral told me to have a brief session with you before you leave the ship." "Oh he did, huh? Then take me to your therapy room, woman!" Lance looked up at the bitch and she looked marvelous to the extreme. In fact, she reminded him of how Counselor Troi looked during the 7th season of Star Trek: The Next Generation which aired on old style non-digital T.V. about seven centuries ago. He recently had been watching some re-mastered holotapes of old Star Trek: The Next Generation shows and thought that the doctor and counselor were especially alluring and had always wanted to rape, beat, dismember, and torture them both at the same time. "I said let's go, you bitch!" Lance yelled at the ultrasexy woman. She began walking and motioned for him to follow. Lance stood up and roughly squeezed the woman's flexed ass but she did not react. They walked down a few corridors, up one deck, and finally reached her office. He entered first, and she was right behind him. The office was big and spacious with four couches in the center forming a square. Synthetic oriental rugs covered the composite floor panels and the walls were white with many pictures of pastures and stuff. The ceiling was low and several high energy lights were imbedded in the walls at various locations. A small padded table sat at the center of the room and served as a foot rest for someone sitting in one of the couches. Lance was impressed by the organized makeup of the room and he also noticed a doorway on the other side of the office and figured it was a back exit or restroom or something. She offered him a drink and he refused so they sat on the furniture across from each other and just kind of looked around aimlessly. Then she asked him what he was planning to later on. He replied that he would fly to N-12, land on the planet and explore the area. Then start killing people and raping helpless young or middle aged females and torturing them. The expression on her face did not change and he described some of the previous methods he had used to rape some bitches. The counselor just nodded her head and listened with an engrossed look on her sexy face as if she were getting off on his true sex tales. Lance continued telling her all the horrible, painful, torturous, bloody, kinky, and perverted details for about fifteen minutes while he laughed. She began to drool slightly, and the woman started trembling and rubbing her crotch. Sweat beads formed on the woman's forehead and she licked her lips in a very erotic manner as he continued to describe the hundreds of times he's raped and tortured females. Then the counselor suddenly grabbed Lance and pulled him on top of her on the huge plush couch. "Oh shit! Rape me now! I want you to give me pain, you bastard! Please hurry, fuck me with all your strength!" she screamed at Lance. "Slam me like a door! Bang me like a drum! Hump me until I split open like a zipper, you big, strong stud! Then spray your goo into my face and mouth!" "What the fuck?? I think you need to see a counselor, bitch. But I will oblige your wishes as best I can so prepare yourself for the most pain you've ever experienced in your life!" Lance slowly began unbuttoning the back of her shirt and also took out some handcuffs. "Damn, I'm gonna' give you the ride of your life, girl! When I'm through with you, the Admiral will have to sew you back together and wash the blood off you to see who you are!" "Oh yes, give it to me baby! Buff me like car polish, and slice me open!" the girl cried, still quivering and in so much heat, she was oblivious to everything except Lance. Once the woman's shirt was unbuttoned, Lance removed it and a purple silk bra remained which was supporting a magnificent pair of rigid, tan breasts and big stiff nipples. He made her stand up and he stood behind the bitch. Then Lance grabbed her neck and forced her to bend over by roughly pushing down on her head. Then he seized her wrists and yanked the counselor's arms behind her bare back. Lance put the steel handcuffs on her and closed them extra tight pinching her delicate skin between the metal. Now that her arms were secure behind her back as if she were being arrested, Lance kicked the girl's feet forcing them apart wider and wider. When her legs were spread apart to his satisfaction, Lance pulled out some anklecuffs and attached them to her legs. Then he rammed the other end of each of the shackles into the floor thus suppressing movement of her feet and legs. She looked so hot! The woman was now standing up, shirtless with just a bra, ankles and hands cuffed, bent over forward with her ass sticking out, and with a pair of spandex pants on. Lance stood right behind her and happily groped the erotic slut's buttcrack while the chick's pants were still on. She mumbled something while drooling compulsively, and he told her to shut up and slapped her face. Then Lance wrapped a leather strap around her head and through her mouth. He pulled it tight and clamped the leather in place behind her head. She could not make a sound now, and that's exactly how the bitch wanted it. Her teeth were exposed because the leather strap was so tight that it pulled and stretched her cheeks all the way back and almost to the point of ripping. The sexy female's long curly black hair was a mess so Lance combed it for her, then he pulled it back to reveal her fleshy neck which he then passionately licked and nibbled. After that he took out a scalpel and sliced her neck causing blood to spray out. It looked like a red geyser and Lance smeared the blood all over his hands and all over the woman's stomach and back. She looked so awesome, and the sight of her blood flowing from the huge gash in her neck aroused Lance even more. She was in so much pain, Lance loved it! It was cool to watch her suffer, and he hadn't even started yet! "You like that bitch? I'm gonna' cut your wrists and laugh when your blood squirts out like a fucking hose!!" Lance licked the slash in the bitch's neck and kicked her between her legs. "Stupid fucking bitch! I will mutilate you, rape you, and then slowly torture you to death! Ha!" Lance burned her neck wound closed with a Zippo lighter so the S&M bitch wouldn't bleed to death yet. Then he took out his scalpel and slit the girl's wrists to the bone like her flesh was onion paper. The handcuffs prevented her from moving her arms which were now covered in the woman's own fresh blood. "You stupid bitch! I'm gonna' fuck you in just a minute, and then I'll slowly torture you to death and fuck your corpse for awhile. How does that sound?" Lance sliced off her pants with the sharp surgical instrument and then he removed her panties. The counselor's wrists were still squirting blood everywhere but Lance did not care even when the woman started to look pale and weak. He ripped off her bra and sucked her nipples for awhile. Then Lance got behind her again and rammed his big cock far up into her twat. He fucked the bitch non-stop for an hour and she groaned in masochist ecstasy as his huge sausage slowly spilt her pussy like a banana. Lance slid his dick in and out of her but then pulled out before he came so he could save his jizz for when he raped her corpse. The bitch was still badly bleeding from her slashed wrists and Lance put a cup next to her arms to collect the blood. Then he drank the dark red liquid and dipped chocolate cookies in it. After that Lance took a belt and beat the bitch on her back with it until sizable bloody abrasions covered her flesh. Next he took an X- acto knife and cut all the muscles surrounding her eyeballs. He then took a soup spoon and scooped out her eyes like ice cream and put them in some chicken soup which he had replicated earlier. "Tasty, huh bitch?" said Lance as he ate the eyeball soup which was actually quite nutritious. He bit her eyeballs one at a time and they popped inside his mouth like tiny water balloons filling his gullet with eye juice. When his meal was complete, Lance filled her empty eye sockets with whipped cream and laughed at the slut. She didn't appear to be moving and upon closer inspection he realized she was dead. "Aw man! She's dead already? That was to quick. Oh well." The woman had died only moments ago and she was still warm and fresh. Lance fucked her dead body from the front and slammed the bitch good. A few minutes later he creamed inside the now quite chilled female cadaver and groaned in pleasure as all of his goo was expelled into her lifeless corpse. "That's was fun!" he thought as he walked out of the counselor's office. Lance then remembered about the bitches in his quarters and decided to check up on them. He activated a site to site transporter program and beamed himself directly to his cabin. The phaser was still activated and the bitch it was pointed at had been completely disintegrated. The other girls were still the way the were when he left and Lance raped and beat them all one by one. Then he hung them all by their wrists from the ceiling and beat them with a metal bat until their skin tore open and all their guts spilled onto the floor. After that, Lance transferred the digital recording of the bitch that was fried with the phaser to his car's computer for later viewing. Then he cleaned up all the bloody bitches in his painful love chamber, left the cabin, and headed toward the shuttle bay. Meanwhile, from his private cabin, Admiral Miller contacted Higgins who was still in engineering. "Throw Betsy in the brig, then head back to the bridge and take command of the ship until further notice." "Aye sir." Higgins spoke. He walked toward the bridge and once there, put out a call to security. "Proceed immediately to Betsy Hittul's quarters and take her into custody. Put her in the brig and post a guard outside." "Yes sir." one of the husky ship security officers replied. "Helm, maintain current orbit." Higgins then ordered. In another part of the ship, Lance had just entered the shuttle bay and saw his perfectly cleaned car. He assumed the silly ensign had done it. But then he heard grunting noises coming from behind some containers on the far end of the bay. He walked over there and saw the ensign fucking a hot civilian female. Lance watched the athletic young boy give the twenty-two year old chick his big stiff woody over and over. The woman was tied up and helpless against the brutal man. She was forced to succumb to the ensign's desires as he started roughly beating her with a nylon whip while intensifying his sexual violations of the bitch. Lance laughed as the girl was beaten and fucked repeatedly by the horny guy. The woman's face was all battered and clobbered as the guy hit her with brass knuckles just for fun. Lance was sick of just standing their watching and said "What the fuck is this?" He killed the ensign and raped the tied girl himself. Then he strangled her, and afterward got into his car. "This is Lance requesting clearance to leave shuttle bay two." "This is docking bay control. You have clearance for launch. The shuttle bay doors will open in five seconds. Commence with launch at that time." "Affirmative. Lance out." He waited until the bay doors were open and then flew out of the docking bay.