looked down. The machines were called worms because they seemed alive. They were warm and they circled her nipples like fuzzy rings. Within moments, Tamara felt a thousand tiny little pricks stimulating her nipples. She tensed and bit her lip to stop the scream that bubbled up in her throat.
Gage placed his hand on her throat. He slowly stroked back and forth. “Relax darling. Don’t fight the sensation, just flow with it and imagine how they’ll feel when, in a few days, I place them on your clit instead of your nipples.” “Gage, don’t leave me like this!” Tamara didn’t want to be alone with the worms. He planted a kiss on her forehead. “You know I can’t stay. This is something you need to experience on your own. You need to feel pleasure. Don’t fight it, Tamara,” he said. “Fakzi, with me.” Fakzi slowly rose from the shadows and the two of them left the room. Tamara closed her eyes and struggled against her panic. She’d been in tight situations before. She could survive this. She had to survive. Gage hadn’t taken all her choices away. She could fight the worms’ effect or she could ride it. She wouldn’t be defeated by this. Tamara could feel the fur that lined the outer skin of the little devices. The machines had thousands of tiny points that vibrated and just barely pierced her skin. They seemed to be stroking her nipples. The strokes were so soft and faint that she was startled when her pelvis clenched. Her back arched as if a wave of electricity had passed from her nipples to her cunt. Her empty, aching cunt, she realized as blood flowed to her nether regions. She struggled to make sense of her body’s response. The worms’ touch was so soft yet she felt each of their movements deep inside. And the touches didn’t stop. They just kept going and going. Tamara desperately wanted to scream but all she could do was moan. The corset didn’t have enough give. She couldn’t get enough air to scream. Instead her abdomen and pelvis clenched as sensation overwhelmed her. With the passage of time, the touch seemed to intensify. It seemed harder and more relentless. Sweat beaded her forehead. Her focus had turned inward. Her pelvis clenched as she had another orgasm. How could nipple stimulation alone create such unbelievable pleasure? And pleasure it was.
There was no pain. The corset didn’t cover her pelvis and the cold air seemed to intensify her need rather than dampen it. Her muscles grew sore from her orgasms yet she wanted more. She didn’t want this to stop because it was good. It felt good. Gage was right. She’d never known pleasure like this. She sank into her body and lost all track of time and space. Nothing mattered but her pleasure. * “Well? What have you found out?” “It wasn’t easy but I’ve found out it was Lightgo. I also found out their route,” Fells said. “So?” the pirate asked. “So! So you go corner them and take the holovas and the rest of the goodies he stole from the Luxor Astra.” “Lightgo flies a Mercury ship. None of my vessels can touch it. And how did he get a ship like that?” “Space Command gave it to him to catch pirates like you.” “What? He’s a cop? Everyone thinks he’s a pirate. How has he fooled everyone and why didn’t you tell me that before?” “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t know. Space Command has kept it well hidden. It’s only when I started looking for information that I realized the connection.” “This changes everything,” the pirate said. “This changes nothing,” Fells said. “He’s trying to set up a sting. It’s not going to work. I want him taken down. If you really want the art, I’ll give it to you.” “What will the cost be?” “The cost is that you take out Gage. He’s been a thorn in my side for too long. He interrupted one of my operations and cost me a lot of money. You just need better equipment. None of your current ships will work