Do they, but in response meets only a condescending smile. Interstellar flights are long, they can last more than a month, so usually, one flight is completely enough for the new crew member to get involved. And now he himself, drunk on Altair tincture, fucks some yellow-skinned whore in an illegal brothel on Procyon, forgetting about any caution. This life is so delayed that it is less and less goes on vacation, less and less seen with relatives and friends who remained on Earth. He completely forgets about precautionary measures, loses his vigilance, and it seems to him that it is safer in space than on Earth. He is mistaken.

This error can be costly.

***

Because of my carelessness, I was trapped on the second floor of the apartment Garcia, and absolutely can not imagine what to do. Can jump out of the balcony until Garch went upstairs? But after thinking, I realized that I could not leave Trish alone with Garch. I feel for a stun gun in my pocket. For three years, I never had to use it. Taking it out of my pocket, I make a few test motions, recalling self-defense training.

Garch downstairs on the first floor. He is in no hurry to climb, but I hear his heavy footsteps. I hide the stun gun in my pocket, ready to grab it when the right moment comes up.

Then it dawned on me: I had to call the captain on the communicator! I hurriedly went out onto the balcony and looked down: the second floor, the height is small, but under the balcony there is a stone pavement, which can be badly damaged. Jumping from here is not an option. Taking out the communicator and closing the glass door behind me, I dialed Dan, watching the room through the glass. Fortunately, he answered right away.

- Dan, listen carefully, there is no time to explain. I do not know what to do...

Suddenly two humanoids appeared in the room, an unknown race with brown skin and hairy hands, holding a phaser rifle in their hands. They climbed the stairs from the first floor. They walked slowly to the center of the room and began to talk about something. They have not noticed me yet.

- Oh God, Dan! - I whispered. - We are in trouble! Urgently help us out!

- Zoe, what happened? Where are you?

One of the guests went to the side of the shower, where Tricia was still there, and the second, looking around the room, suddenly saw me outside the glass door of the balcony. Pointing his weapon at me, he showed me a sign that I would enter the room.

“My God, Dan ...” I whispered into the phone. - I do not know who they are ... But they have a weapon!

Seeing that I was not entering, the humanoid aimed a rifle at the very top of the door and fired. The glass shattered and I was showered with fragments that hurt me badly. A few fragments scratched my cheeks and forehead, a few more stuck in the skin of my hands.

- Zoe, what's going on there ?! - shouted the captain. - Where are you?! Zoya!

The humanoid took two steps, grabbed my sweater and dragged me into the room. I fell to the floor, dropping my communicator. The brown-skinned man immediately broke it with a heel. Dan's voice broke off.

The second one at that time tried to open the door to the shower, but seeing that it was locked, he kicked her out. Trisha screamed shrilly, and soon she was completely dragged out of the shower by the hair and thrown on the floor next to me.

The humanoids retreated to the center of the room and began to confer in an unfamiliar language. One, who seemed to be the main one, now and then pointed to Trisha with his hand, then took the same photo out of his pocket as Garch had on the table and showed it to the first one.

“Zoe, my God, what have they done to you?” Whispered Trisha, seeing that I was bleeding.

“We smashed the glass door,” taking advantage of the moment, I took out a few fragments entrenched in the skin of my hands. - Trisha, what's going on? What do they need?

- I dont know...

- Trisha, your mother! Do not lie to me! Where did they get your picture from? Where did Garch get your picture ?!

- My picture?! - on the face of Trisha appeared sincere bewilderment.

Chief suddenly snapped something in our direction. Judging by the intonation, it meant "Shut up!".

“Your photo,” I whispered, very quietly. - You're against the background of a vegan starship,

“Zoe, I swear, I don't know what's going on!” I've never seen a vegan starship ever!

Brownish skinned to confer. The one who was in charge, took a communicator out of his pocket and spoke into the phone in a common language with a terrible accent:

- We took it. There is another dugout with her ... Yes ... No, not at all, they didn't even have a weapon with them ... Who? Yes, the nose freak did his job ... No, he didn’t touch her, we followed the room ... Yes, we move out ... Well, we will. And just leave the body in the room? I obey.

That sailed. Of course, he talked about my body, since Tricia, judging everything they needed. While the chief was talking, the second humanoid took a coil of rope from his belt and tightly tied Trisha. She tried to resist, but after a few slaps in the face she calmed down. Throwing Trisha on the bed, he licked his lips, put his hand between Trishin's legs and began massaging her there, saying something.

- Unhook from me, freak! - She cried, kicking, but the humanoid did not think to fall behind. However, the chief made a remark to him, and he complied, leaving Trisha to lie on the bed. Yes, it turns out that Trisha is a valuable cargo for them. Well, at least she can be sure that they won't shoot her now.

The humanoid switched to me. He picked me up from the pool of blood in which I lay and threw me on the bed. I thought about using a stun gun, but I realized that it would not work, because the main one would shoot me right there. Turning me onto my stomach, the humanoid pressed me down with my knee so that I could not break free and cut my sweater with a knife. Seeing that I did not dare to resist, he stopped holding me, cut my pants and launched my hairy hand between my legs. Three fat fingers stuck into my vagina, and I howled in pain.

Chief stood aside and watched with a smile. Then he lifted Trish on his shoulder and headed for the stairs to the first floor. Trisha, who had not uttered a word before, screamed:

“Where are you taking me, bastard ?!” Leave Zoe alone! Let me go! - she burst into loud crying.

Chief stopped.

“Don't you dare shout,” he said calmly, but Trisha screamed even more.

Then he returned to the bed, put it next to me and cut off a piece from the carpet that lay on the floor. He twisted it into a roller, tied it up with a rope and walked over to Trichet.

- Open your mouth.

Tricia gritted her teeth and looked at him angrily. Tears rolled down her face.

- Open your mouth, bitch! - he screamed and slapped Trichet a slap in the face, but such a strong one that I was surprised that she did not lose consciousness. - It would be my will, I would cut your tongue!

Trisha sobbed again and opened her mouth. A trickle of blood flowed from her mouth. The humanoid shoved the gag back into his grip again.

- Do not you dare shout, but I'll strangle you, - he headed towards the door. In front of the stairs, he stopped and said to his partner: “I don’t know what you find in these freaks of mud huts, I cannot look at them.” Do not be late.

When the door slammed down, the second humanoid did not waste time. I was lying on my stomach and could not see what he was doing, so I could only guess about everything by the sensations. Everything began to swim before my eyes and it seemed to me that I would be disconnected now. All I saw was a crumpled blanket, stained with my blood, and I began to feel sick from her sight. At first he fucked me with his fingers, and then I felt that something big and fat was going into the pussy - he put his dick in there. Pussy had already developed a bit by that time and it did not hurt as much as at the very beginning. Humanoid climbed on top of me and began to wave his ass, fucking my hole.I felt his belly pounding on my ass as he plunged into me to the full depth. He was terribly heavy, and I could not move under the weight of his body. It seems I was screaming, tears were pouring from my eyes. I do not know how long it lasted, it even seemed to me that I had disconnected for a while.

Then the pain seemed to dull, and I began to think better. Sensations in pussy came to the fore, and I instinctively began podmahivat his ass to the beat movements brown skin. He growled, snuffled, moaned and continued to fuck, leaning on me with all the weight. My cheek lay on a blood-stained blanket, my mouth was parted, and I could feel its salty taste. Yes, I haven’t had one yet! I vaguely imagined how it would all end - he certainly would not leave me alive when he did his job. I was angry with myself for enjoying the way he fucks me, but I couldn't help myself. I got a powerful orgasm, and after about a few seconds I realized that he was also ending. The humanoid roared like a bull, and fell on top of me. His dick stayed in my pussy, filling it with hot sperm. I myself was still shaking from an orgasm, I closed my eyes and began podmahivat ass, getting pleasure from the way his ending member slides along the walls of my orgasmic vagina, and our mixed secretions emit squish sounds.

It took, perhaps, about fifteen seconds, until I suspected that something was wrong. Why does he not move, but just lies on me? Lord, what kind of liquid runs down my face? My blood? But why so dark?

“Zoe ...” I heard. - Is that you there?

With difficulty overcoming weakness and dizziness, I climbed out from under my heavy body and looked at him. My head was spinning, and probably ten seconds passed before I turned the sharpness. There was a gunshot wound on the brown-skinned head, and thick burgundy blood flowed from it. He was dead.

I lifted the heavy eyelids and looked around the room. Near the stairs was Captain Dan, along with some unfamiliar to me procyon, wearing a blue raincoat. There was horror on the captain's face.

- What, it does not matter look, captain? - I tried to grin, looking at his bloody hands. I was afraid to even imagine what my face looks like.

- My God, Zoe! What happened to you? - he went to the bed on which I was sitting, and looked around the room. - Where is Trisha?

“They tied her up and took her away.”

- Who and where ?!

- The same asshole, like this, - I pointed to the dead body. - Where I do not know. But they hunted her. They had her picture.

- And who are they anyway?

“I have no idea,” I said.

“Do you know what kind of race this is?” - asked the captain of his companion. He silently shook his head.

- Okay. You need to be delivered to the ship. And we will continue to look for Trish.

I tried to get up, but my legs obeyed, and Dan caught me in his arms.

“Dan, you know ...” I said, feeling that the forces were leaving me. “I've never finished like this.”

- Zoe! - the captain looked at me with dismay. - You are sick.

- I know.

I lost consciousness.