The Princess and the Captain

Chapter 2

Jim lay beside Amber, basking in the afterglow of their love making, as an idea began to form. "Amber how long do you have to claim the throne before they make their move," he inquired. 

"Well, from all decrees I have seen" she said, as she reached to lovingly grasp his rapidly softening cock. "Six months without word from a ruler, during which time the council has limited power, then after a year they can assume that the line is gone and can appoint someone of lesser relation of the family a cousin or..." suddenly her eyes opened wide, "I should have known, it has to be."

Confused somewhat, Jim was just starting trying to follow. "Uh ... Amber?"

"Oh, sorry I was thinking there is one cousin, a Duke, highly influential with the high council, very loud with his opinions of how father was ruling." Amber looked away, her mind lost in deep thought as she began to move her hand up and down his cock, forgetting for a moment, the now semi-hard organ she was grasping.

"I think we are going to need help with this if you are going to claim the throne. Obviously there are a lot of people that want you dead." He gasped out as her ministrations on his cock began to distract his thinking more and more.

"Hmm, I believe you are right, but we don't have a lot of time, after the family is declared dead the clock starts ticking." She stated as she noted that his cock was once again standing tall and proud, "for right now I need this more," as she lowered her head and slurped his shaft back into her mouth.

As she began to bob up and down, cleaning his member, taking almost all of his eight and a half inches deep within her throat, he groaned. 'Oh God' he thought, only the second bj he had ever received, his senses coming alive as they hadn't in a very long time. "Oh no big boy," she said releasing his hardness, "this one is going in my womb, I have a definite plan and it includes," she gently stroked his member, "this monster baby maker."

Jim was about to ask her what her plan was, but she quieted him with a passionate kiss, taking his breath away as she straddled his lap and impaled her tight, sex on him, taking him almost all the way to the base of his member with a grunt. "God, I love this thing," she said as she began to slowly lift off, then slam her self down on him. Their previous joining had made her wet and well lubricated. Jim could feel her vagina muscles massaging and grasping him as she began to drive his hardness deeper and deeper.

Amber, in the throes of passion, hardly noticed as Jim rolled them both and ended up on top as he began to thrust deeper and harder, eliciting a groan from her as she started to thrust back toward him, trying to bury his member as deep as she could. Alternating between long and short thrusts he began to bottom out, feeling her cervix each time he pressed in," AAHHHHHH!" she began to wail as he increased his pace.

Panting, she breathed out, "as deep as you can get it, I want it all again." As she convulsed and her pussy squeezed his plunging cock, trying to milk the semen from him. Feeling the newly familiar churning of his scrotum, and the swelling of his member, she began to yell, "YESSSSSS! Fill me! Give me every drop, I want your baby cream as deep as you can plant it!" At these words Jim felt his hardness twitch and throb as it began to pump a huge blast of his seed, again bathing her cervix, washing deep into her womb, flooding her as he could feel it begin to leak out around his member.

Amber fell back to the bed, the semen leaking out of her as Jim started to withdraw. "Jim," she gasped. "we need to discuss what to do from now on," as she sighed satisfactorily, turned over and fell asleep. Jim headed to the shower thinking about what to do. Damn he could get used to this, he thought, the Princess was gorgeous. He could definitely could get used to waking up next to her every day. Sighing, he shook his head as he cleaned up, there was no way she was the future empress. He was just a lowly ex captain from the elite stellar forces. Rinsing off, he left the shower and started to make a few calls.

Jerking awake two hours later, Amber at first was lost, then she remembered the love making and smiled "computer?" She quipped.

"Yes your lordship?" It responded in monotone, "at your command"

"I need to gain information on the current situation, since the disappearance of the royal shuttle." She stated, heading for the shower. 'God, ' she thought, I smell of pure, raw sex as a huge smile crossed her lips. "Compliance your lordship, I will have it prepared after you have prepared yourself and finished your cleaning cycle," it responded.

Coming out of the med bay, Amber followed Dickie's instructions to where Jim was. " ... let me know what you find out," he responded shutting off the com.

"This station is amazing, there are weapons, shields, systems I have never seen, and though I know what they can do from their general design, they seem to be far more advanced than anything I have seen before," she stated in awe. Beaming with pride, Jim looked her over "So, feeling better after that nap?"

"Yes, thank you Jim. So any contingencies?" she inquired.

"I've contacted a few of my old command, very trustworthy, it seems you were right, this Duke is becoming very boisterous since the disappearance, still, more in the shadows than right out in the open. Demanding the council put him on the throne, though no official, open move yet."

"Good, then we still have time. Jim, you are the only one I trust right now, I'm putting you in charge." He started to bow then thought better of it, remembering her earlier threat of a flogging. Amber began to giggle, as she saw the tall man before her hesitate, stopping a bow to her. "Oh yes, why can't I open any of the doors? Dickie can't seem to either." She asked a perplexed look on her soft face.

"Ah, so you noticed," a huge grin spreading across his face. "I am not a big fan of the newer electronic locks, so I have installed physical and electronic locks to insure more safety."

Amber looked at him with a new admiration, 'Hhmm, something I will have to look into when I return to the palace'. "So Prin ... Amber," he started, as she again giggled at his hesitation. "I think we need to take out the Duke first. From all I have seen, he is the linchpin of this whole plan. The problem is, he has a constant guard presence around him at all times."

"No, not all the time. He is a depraved, self absorbed, boorish little prick, who has to force his attentions upon women as none will go near him willingly. Though it isn't known to the public, many in the family know of his depravity, but leave him alone as he has a strong standing in the council."

Rubbing his chin, he thought long and hard, then a huge smile broke across his face. "I believe I just might have a way to him." Jim looked at Amber before he spoke, "what you are about to hear, I know you will keep to yourself, but remember I trust her okay?" The girl nodded her head as he turned from her. "Dickie contact the Black Willow,"

"Sir, as I remember the last time, she said and I quote 'It better be damned important or I'll come for you,'" it stated nonchalantly.

"I think saving the empire and possible expunging her record," he looked at Amber as her eyes grew wide and she nodded her head vehemently. "Should be enough, don't you think Dickie," he inquired of his special built A.I.

"I do believe that would do it sir." Dickie repilied.

"How do you know the Black Willow?" Amber asked, eyes wide in astonishment. The Black Willow was the most notorious assassin in the entire empire. No one knew the identity or even if it was a man or a woman.

"Let's just say I'm the one who recruited her during the war. She was my most efficient agent for the empire," He replied proudly. "After the war she took her skills on the open market. I believe she is worth a lot of credits now"

Jim turned as the com crackled a moment later. A female voice spoke, "As I told you before Captain, this had better be real damn good or you're my next target." She almost growled at him, "it's bad enough you know who I am, as a matter of fact, you're the ONLY one who knows who I am."

"I thought a chance to completely erase your record might make you jump at the chance." He replied a slight irritation in his voice, "though if you don't want to..." he let his voice trail off and reached to disconnect.

"Hold on a damn minute, you called me and now you're just going to cut me off?" She screamed incredulous, "I should kill you anyway, just for irritating me, you bastard."

"Yes, but they would still be after you, wouldn't they?" He smirked, knowing she could see him though she sent no video. Sighing she inquired, "just how do you suppose to do that? As far as I know, the only one with that kind of power is the royal family and as if you didn't know, they are all missing, presumed dead."

"All but one is dead. Say hello, Princess Amber," growling, she elbowed him in the ribs as she spoke up.

"Hello Willow, I'm not sure of this plan of his, but I have put my complete trust in him," she replied. Hardly able to contain her self, Willow started to laugh, something she didn't do much anymore and to be honest it felt good. "Still pissing off the ladies I see Cap." Willow said as she tried to stifle another laugh.

"You always did have a strange sense of humor, didn't you?" he asked.

"Only where you were concerned Cap, only where you were concerned." Finally unable to hold back, she let loose a loud guffaw.

"Okay, here's the plan I have so far..." Jim started

Two weeks later, on the outer edge of the Imperial capital, outside a richly decorated manor, three guards carried a bag into the servants entrance, muffled cries could be heard from inside. "Careful with this one, she has claws," said a guard with scratches down the side of his face. "Put her in 'the room, ' the Duke will be along shortly, make sure she's in good." The others laughed and snorted as they took the bag to the lower chambers.

Opening the bag, the other two guards grabbed a small, agile woman from inside. Her tousled, raven hair flying as they trussed her up in preparation for the Duke. "Leave her clothes on the Duke will enjoy breaking this one."

The girl's eyes went wide as the guard rubbed between her legs and laughed. "Get used to it girlie, the Duke will enjoy using you over and over, if not for that I might have a go at you," as he smacked her trim ass and laughed as she winced. The guards left and waited for the Duke outside the door as the girl yelled for help.

"Is she here?" inquired the Duke as he walked up to the guards.

"Yes sir, trussed up like you like 'em. This ones got spirit" replied the guard.

"Good, it's been too long since I had a chance to break a spirited filly," smiled the Duke with an evil gleam in his eyes, "all of you take a break, be back in three hours. I should have her limbered up by then, then I might let you have what's left of her, if I am done." As he wrung his hands in anticipation, licking his thin lips, he watched the guards leave as he opened the door.

Ah, there she was, spread eagled on two cross shaped beams, glaring at him. "So my dear. Let's get better acquainted." As he reached for her dress with a dagger so he could remove her clothes without her getting loose, she suddenly snapped out a kick, putting him down on the floor. She grasped his arms and tied them behind him. Moaning, the Duke couldn't believe his eyes. How the hell did the little slut get loose, the bonds were unbreakable, the locks unpickable.

"Now Duke," she sneered as she kicked him in the ribs, eliciting first a grunt, then a groan. "First you should know you've pissed off quite a few people who have the power to really fuck you up, but second you really pissed off one who IS going to fuck you up! (not including herself as she had a few issues with the Duke for the rape of her sister.)

"Ha ha ha ha ha, you little bitch, no one leaves here without my say so, I doubt you could fi..." his small mouth dropped open as she touched a button at her throat and the Duke was staring at himself! "You doubt I, or rather you could do what?" The image said with an exact sounding copy of his voice, "I am more than prepared, my dear," as the false Duke placed a small button shaped pin near his throat and pressed it, he felt the air shimmer around him but nothing much else. "Now," said the false Duke "you are much more comely." Looking closely at the Duke, she looked for any imperfections. Nodding her head she prodded the 5' 2" Duke to his feet.

"Now to warn you, this is my and my ex partners technology (before her and the Captain split after the war). It can do much, much more than just be a holo imager. Please feel free to piss me off. I would be VERY happy to let you sample the more." As an almost evil and mischievous glint came to her eyes that almost reached her lips. "You also might notice that you can't speak or move unless I let you and," she paused to make him move to the door "there is no controller." She smiled a hard line at him "its internal, I think it, you die, you get it?"

The Duke vigorously shook his head thinking there was still a way to get free from her.

As they left the cell, they turned away from the door that led out. The Duke was becoming confused. Heading deeper into the prison area, the girl stopped at a wall. Grabbing his arm, she reached under her skirt near her thigh and activated a small black box and pulled him through the wall! 'Holy shit who was this woman?' He thought.