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Here is your drink commander

Oh.

Commander, headquarters.

They say it's urgent.

Commander Venus.

Report to your ship and await further instructions.

I understand.

Also, you have a new executive officer reporting aboard.

Very well.

Your flight suit is ready and the car is waiting.

Good. Then there's time for you to do me.

Now it's your turn.

I'm ready now.

Fuck you.

Oh.

Mission Control, state your ETA.

Commander 110, leaving now.

ETA about 5.

Acknowledged.

This is Mission Control. Prepare for launch. Enemy ship approaching.

This is the commander.

Bridge, Beth here.

I'm boarding in my cabin now. As soon as the new exec arrives, send her to see

me.

Understood, Commander.

Eris, Bridge, Lieutenant Cosmos.

Bridge, this is security.

Captain Moon has arrived. I'm bringing her aboard.

Right, bring her in.

Thanks, Lieutenant.

I can manage from here.

Any time, Captain. Good luck.

Pardon me.

Are you the commander?

Don't I wish.

Are you the new XO? Yeah, I'm Chris.

Beverly here. Everybody calls me Beth.

I think we'll get along fine, Beth.

Now, where can I find the commander?

She's in cabin A1, but I think I'd better get you squared away in our cabin

first. Come on.

Bye.

well this is it such as it is your home away from home i think it's kind of nice

bottom bunk okay sure and you can have the left side of the locker

All right.

Is it true there aren't any men aboard?

Well, that depends how you would rate Quasar. But even without him, we'd do

okay. How long has it been?

Shows that bad, huh?

It's going on six weeks.

We'll take care of you once we get underway.

We couldn't now, could we?

I have to return to the bridge and you should report to the commander.

There'll be plenty of time for us later. After all, we are bunkmates.

Don't interrupt, Commander.

I didn't know this was pleasure period.

I'll come back later. Stay.

You're not interrupting.

State your business, Captain.

Christine Moon, Weapons and Tactical Attack Officer, reporting for assignment

aboard the feminist regime Starfighter Eros.

Very well.

Have you stowed your gear in your cabin yet? Yes, Commander.

Good.

Strip and do me.

As you say, Commander.

My sensors fail to register the vibrations of your pleasure period.

Remain. Quasar, you're just in time to meet Christine Moon, our new weapons

officer. Welcome aboard.

Too bad he isn't human.

We could use him. Say no more.

Quasar, come over here.

As you wish, Commander.

I'll be a latent heterosexual.

Is it real?

He's human in every way.

From the waist down.

Go ahead. Give him a try.

Quasar, you shall respond to the captain's stimulations.

As you wish. It will take me a moment to reprogram for the captain's commands.

Program complete.

You may proceed.

Feels real enough.

Oh.

um um

Oh.

That's great.

I'm... Attention.

This is launch control.

All crew members to their liftoff stations.

Five minutes to launch.

Oh, shit. I almost had it.

Sorry, hon.

Quasar, as soon as this mission is over, you're to report directly to me in my

cabin, if it's okay with the commander.

As you wish, Captain.

Fuel system pressure to 559 pounds per.

Inter atmosphere compressor on.

Ballast trim on.

Check. Check and check.

Bridge control to standard graphs.

All outside vents closed.

Cabin air on and set to normal.

All ships navigation and computer systems on. All sections show green. We

are ready and confirmed for launch.

Close crawler deck airlock.

Crawler deck secured.

Verified. Acknowledged. Stand by to fire engines.

Fuel boosters and injectors on rich.

Maneuvering fins down and locked.

directional gyros and solar cell on.

Fire one, and firing two.

One and two burning steady at 10,000 degrees.

There we go.

Secure from liftoff stations.

changing from conventional air to ignition burners.

Message coming in on beta channel from Fleet Command.

Feminist regime starfighter Arrows is to proceed to Quad Niner Alpha and there

begin search and destroy operations of Amazonian warship.

End transmission.

This isn't going to be a milk run, that's for sure.

Sounds serious enough.

The Amazonians have been getting more and more daring since their new leaders

have taken over. This is the first time they've violated our space.

Think we'll see any action, Commander?

It isn't very likely we won't, so unless you want to see combat in civvies, you

better go and change.

As you say, Commander.

Spying on me, Quasar?

Negative. The commander sent me to repair the MX-35 relay.

Too bad.

Quasar, tell me, when you have sex, do you actually get

aroused, or is it just the thing you do?

I can be programmed to enjoy the situation, but the commander does not

use me as much as others of your species.

She says there is time for that kind of programming later.

Yeah.

um um um

um

um

Are you programmed for ejaculation? That is one of the functions a commander

allows me to do.

I want you to come in my mouth and on my face.

As you wish.

Thank you.

Oh, no.

I love you. I love you.

yourself on reprimand status.

I'll extend punishment later. Get dressed and report to the bridge.

As you say, Commander.

Alert, alert. Unidentified spacecraft approaching.

Outside perimeter sensors indicate spacecraft now at 1,000 kilometers and

closing.

General Quarters.

Scan Friday.

Coming in now.

Readout. Vessel is an amazoid strata fighter of the second class.

Single occupant, standard solar weapons.

Averaging 3.2 tons.

Speed is Mach 5.

Compute vectors to intercept.

Any identifiable markings?

Affirmative. Markings are out of the Amazonian second attack fleet. Numbers

indicate the craft to be a flagship escort fighter. Now at 500 kilometers

and closing.

Lock in combat coordinates.

Engaged.

Standby make ton torpedo.

Torpedoes armed and ready.

Standby for discharge.

Deflector panels up and set to maximum.

Maneuvering fins locked in strike position.

Ships power to full.

Prepare to fire all tubes and salvo on the Stratofighter's first pass.

Acknowledged and ready.

Steady.

Steady.

Hold it.

Fire all tubes.

Stand by for impact of enemy phaser.

Stand by to shut down.

All ship systems except life support.

Divert all energy to torpedo tubes.

Report on damage.

Short circuit and auxiliary console.

Minor damage.

We're ready to shut down systems on your command.

On the fighter's next pass, as she fires her phasers, shut down systems.

Divert maximum deflector power to the site of her next attack.

Standby torpedo tubes.

Full power.

Aim for the Stratofighter's engines.

We'll open up on her next pass.

Chris, don't miss.

I'll do my best, Commander.

Amazoid Stratofighter approaching off aft port quarter.

Fire as she crosses our bow.

Amazoid Stratofighter shows multiple hits to main engines.

Outer hull damage to port side and thrusters. Losing altitude and speed.

Resume full power in the ship.

and follow enemy vessel just out of the scanner range.

Acknowledged.

Change in punishment uniform and report to the detention room. As you say,

Commander.

See what you can do on that panel?

Yes, Commander.

Commander's log, Starfighter Arrows.

On her first day aboard ship, the new crew member has had pleasure period with

Quasar and myself, has seen battle with an Amazoid Stratofighter, and has

managed to have charges brought against her for misuse of ship's equipment.

Her punishment is not an easy thing for me to do.

However, the charges cannot be overlooked.

Are you prepared for punishment?

Yes, Commander.

Very well.

Assume the position.

As you say, Commander.

I regret deeply having to do this.

Regulations are clearly stated.

I understand, Commander.

Report to your cabin.

But the enemy fighters.

I'll give you enough notice. You can be in on the kill.

As you say, Commander.

Report on status.

We are still in pursuit of the Stratofighter, just out of scanning

range. It would appear that the craft is on vectors to Delta Andorra. It could be

the Amazoids have an outpost there.

It is more probable that Delta Andorra is the closest landmass offering

suitable landing site and enough raw materials to effect repairs.

Perhaps, but in either case, follow the ship down and assume standard orbit.

Notify me as soon as orbit is established.

In the meantime...

Turn ship's controls over to Quasar and report to your cabin and see that Chris

is all right.

As you wish, Commander.

Go away, please.

Haven't you done enough?

Chris, I haven't started yet.

If you don't mind, I'd rather be alone.

I don't mind, but I can't leave.

Commander's orders.

Is that why Commander sent you here? To try and cheer me up?

That's why she sent me.

But that's not why I'm staying.

Then why?

Changing course to 197 Mark 5.

Sensor reading to the planet.

Class CM3, no advanced life forms detectable on planet surface.

Very well.

Plot vectors to where the enemy ship will land and feed it to the

telecomputer. Stand by to beam us to the planet surface.

Acknowledged.

Chris?

Are you feeling well enough to join a landing party to the planet surface?

I sure am.

How soon do we leave?

As soon as Bev can get her clothes on, have her report to the bridge.

Who needs clothes? I'll grab my boots and be right there. She's on her way,

Skipper. Very well.

Chris, meet me in the tube in three minutes.

Standard surface gear.

Hold this course in speed.

I'll change and let you know when I'm in the tube.

Right, Skipper.

Stand by to beam us down.

Acknowledged. Hold it.

Sensors indicate the Stata fighter is burning up.

Lock in coordinates of the pilot and beam her aboard.

in my ship, then be captured.

Get her weapon.

We have orders to take you back to Earth.

You realize it is my obligation to try to escape?

But I wouldn't if I were you. We don't want you dead, but that doesn't mean I

wouldn't disintegrate you if you tried.

I'm Stella Venus, commander of Starfighter Eros, and this is Chris

Moon, my first officer.

I am Megan, senior pilot of Her Majesty's Second Attack Fighter

Squadron.

Detention room. As you say, Commander.

This way, Megan.

Bridge, this is the Commander.

Beth here, Skipper.

Reverse course back to Earth. We have taken the prisoner to the detention

room. You have the controls until I finish the interrogation. Understood,

Commander.

to it, is there?

Enough for you?

I guess we'll have to strap you to the chair.

I give you my word that I won't escape.

Somehow, I don't think your word is enough.

Take off your clothes.

I refuse.

Refuse what?

Eh, Megan here is too shy to show us her body.

Strip, honey, or we'll do it for you.

I said strip.

At the Academy, they told us that all Amazon pilots were flat.

Damn. Those are gorgeous.

Get in the chair.

That should hold her.

I think we'll take her helmet and start a collection.

No. Leave it, Chris.

Go get Quasar and bring him here.

As you say, Commander.

Before we begin this interrogation, I need the answer to one question.

If it does not violate my orders, I shall reply.

Very well.

What is a penis?

A what?

A prick?

You know, a male organ used for sex?

I do not know.

Since there are no men on my planet, such a thing has not been heard of.

Well, in that case, I believe this interrogation is going to be more

pleasure for you than it is pain.

Now we're going to show you what a cock is.

Pay attention and learn.

Chris, get him up and let him give it to you.

My pleasure, Commander.

Whoa.

Chris take over

She's wet enough now.

Thank you.

quasar i think he's gonna come we're not being programmed impossible

bless

my diodes and resistors i did it on my own hooray

Ship's log, Captain Christine Moon.

Starship Eros continues on its journey back to Earth with Megan, once captor

and now a new converted member on board the Starship Eros, enjoying all the

pleasures along with the rest of the crew.

Additional entries later.

Thank you.