Legends of Belariath

Sabina

The Big Wager Part 1

Jenka growled softly and chewed the end of her cigar, biting down on the tip as her muscled frame tensed. Her fingers gripped the cards a little more tightly as her slave katie's tongue curled inside her. She raised her eyes from her cards across the table to her opponent. A massive, decidedly handsome, unicorn named Dynotaku. His arms trembled slightly, eyes dilated, clearly he was having as much trouble concentrating on the game as she was.

They were one day out of port, safely on the first leg of a three month trip. It was Jenka's ship, for now. Her second in command, a cheetah morph like katie, named Tanj was standing watch on the bridge. Keeping watch with Tanj was the communications officer, Kehari, a black vixen with an irrepressible sense of adventure. And the chief engineer, Lysette. Lysette was as much machine as striped hyena morph anymore, a gleaming chrome arm and multiple data jacks marked her as a cyborg. The rest of the crew were uncertain if the modifications were by choice, or to replace damaged organics, and Lysette didn't talk about it. Perhaps her strangest modification had been the inclusion of a small anti gravity generator, allowing her to ignore gravity whenever she chose. She seemed to prefer it this way, and used a built in grapple mechanism to get around most days.

As the bridge crew watched over the functioning of the ship, everyone else was watching the poker game in the mess. Each player had started with 50,000 in credits. Dynotaku and Jenka, head to head. But the money was not the object, indeed it was not even real. The credits were place holders for the real bet. And it was not just a simple game of no limit hold em either, each player got to add one distraction to the game. Jenka's addition had been the slaves under the table, katie on her side, sabina on his.

Each of the harshly bound slaves had specific orders, orally pleasure their player, without letting them come. Dynotaku glanced at the little slave servicing him, sabina's mouth and throat wrapped around his thick cock. His eyes closed for a moment, she was not making it easy to focus, but focus he would. He nearly bit the cigar in half as she deep throated him again. Jenka's soft moan did nothing to ease the situation for him, the sounds of the muscular jarguaress's pleasure only made if harder to concentrate.

The loading crew watched the game hopefully, five gruff, dependable workers, all male. A powerfully built human, a rarity in this part of space, two minotaur, and a pair of twin tiger morphs. The twin's were as different as night and day, Charlie was soft spoken, and very sweet. His brother Jarl was boisterous and liked to get into bar fights. Despite their differences they were very close.

On the far side of the table from the workers Zassa groaned helplessly. The gorgeous vixen's body was in quite a nasty bind. Suspended by the wrists, legs cuffed wide apart to rings in the floor. She was officially the dealer/referee of this contest, but was in no position to make many calls.

Jenka swallowed, nearly spitting the cigar out, she hated these things. Which of course why Dynotaku had chosen that as his distraction. Each player had to smoke a cigar throughout the game. After a dozen hands, neither was the clear leader yet, blinds and high ante's made sure the game kept moving however. Jenka seemed to have the luck of the cards tonight, but Dynotaku proved to be a very effective bluffer.

The last rule of the game was simple, the loser became the winner's slave, for the duration of the trip. Three months, three months at the mercy of the winner and the entire crew, aside from the slaves katie, Zassa and sabina of course. The thought crossed Jenka's mind, for perhaps the hundredth time, about how and why she got into these things. The workers in the room had specific orders, to make sure the loser paid up.

Dynotaku had just won a sizable pot, giving him a lead of somewhere around 2000 credits or so, the largest either of them had had all night. Jenka tensed, head arching back as katie's tongue found a particularly sensitive spot. Dynotaku smoothly dealt the cards as Jenka struggled for control. As the game ground on, the security camera's caught every detail, even those the watching eyes missed.

Jenka fumbled for her cards, managing to get a look. Ace queen, good, not great but good. Dynotaku raised the pot a modest amount, Jenka checked. The flop, ace, ten, jack. Jenka tried not to show her smile, and matched Dynotaku's raise with a modest one of her own. She wanted to keep him on the hook. Fourth street brought another ace, Jenka had three aces now, she raised a little more aggressively, and Dynotaku checked again. She watched his eyes, was that frustration from the attentions of the little slave girl between his legs? Or was he bluffing again?

The river, an eight, no help there. Jenka raised, after a moment Dynotaku nodded. "All in." His expression was stone, but Jenka caught that little twinge just below his right eye. Jenka called and laid down her cards.

"Triplet aces." She grinned, setting her cigar on the edge of the table. Her free hand reached under the table, gripping katie by the hair as her hips began to grind. Katie's arms strained against the red latex single glove, her tongue thrusting slowly inside her Mistress's tight slit. Dynotaku groaned loudly, as Jenka reached forward for the chips.

"So good.... oh... wait. Not good enough, slave girl." Dynotaku smirked and laid down his cards, ace jack. Dynotaku was carrying a full house, aces over jacks. Jenka's jaw dropped as her arms were grabbed from behind. She gasped as the minotaur pulled her arms back, sliding a sleek latex single glove up them.

Dynotaku slid his chair back and ordered the human to get katie out from under the table. "No orgasms for my slave, not yet, not nearly yet." He leaned back in his chair, puffing on the cigar, his hips beginning to thrust as sabina suckled him more fiercely. "Good bina, don't stop. Game's over, time to.... yessss..." His head leaned back as he beamed, muscled frame tensing as the harshly bound girl's head bobbed up and down on him.

Dynotaku watched as Jenka's white t shirt was ripped away like paper. A harsh head harness, with bit gag and blindfold was forced onto her head and buckled tightly in place. As the worker's calloused hands begin to wander, cupping the struggling captain's breasts, Dynotaku came in sabina's mouth, hips pumping as he filled her throat with sticky hot come.

A bit later Zassa lead katie and sabina onto the bridge on leashes. The vixen was attired in her normal, extremely tiny, black latex bikini. katie was wearing a red latex posture collar, with matching spike heeled boots, single glove and panties. sabina was dressed in a black latex collar, nearly as strict as katie's, thigh high latex ballet boots, her reverse prayer armbinder and a tight latex blindfold. Zassa lead them by leashes attached to their tightly clamped nipples, drawing soft squeaks of protest when she tugged them forward.

Following right behind came Jenka, attired in a complex leather body harness straps criss crossed her sleek body, biting in rather deeply between her thighs. Her elbows were joined behind her in a pair of heavy cuffs joined by a short chain. She wore her knee high leather boots, boots that so many lips had paid homage to over time. Her hands were encased in heavy fist mittens and heavy leather cuffs, locked to rings on the harness just over each hip.

Tanj chuckled as she walked in, directed from behind by Dynotaku by reins attached to her bit gag. Kehari glanced up from the pilots console, not even trying to hide her grin as Lysette gave a wolf whistle. "My my, you Dynotaku I can machine you up a nice hover cart for your girl there to pull around." Jenka growled softly, then yelped as Dynotaku cracked the reins across her muscular bottom. Lysette only grinned in response, her cybernetic tail clicking softly as it flicked side to side.

"Quiet slave, must respect your betters now." Dynotaku's voice dripped with the humor his smile gave away. He stepped close behind Jenka and cupped her big breasts in his strong hands. "Must behave or we won't get what we want hmm?" In spite of herself Jenka moaned softly, katie had gotten her very worked up. And the imminent prospect of being this sex maniac's personal toy for three months was certainly not helping matters.

Tanj strolled up to the restrained figure, smiling playfully at Jenka's blindfolded and gagged visage. Her hand reached out, gently stroking over the tightly strapped slit of her captain. "My my... this is a much different view than I usually have isn't it?" She barely bit back a giggle as Jenka moaned softly and pressed against the teasing caress. Tanj pulled her hand away quickly, smirking at the wetness she saw there.

Dynotaku interrupted the interlude with orders. "Tanj, since I now own the captain I believe that means I am in charge correct?" His smile was roguish, charming but slightly frightening at the same time. Tanj felt her heart race a little as she nodded.

"Would seem to be the case, Sir." She added the title at the end, her arms folded under her jumpsuit encased breasts. The gleaming blue fabric really flattered her lean, curvy figure nicely.

"Good I want you to go to the hold, I made some promises to the loading crew, and you are going to fulfill them. They are your Masters from this point on." His grin widened at Tanj's shocked expression. Tanj arched an eyebrow, trying to come up with a protest as Dynotaku's smile turned into a leer. "Don't worry Tanj, think of it as a vacation. Be a good girl and I might let Zassa and sabina help with you new... duties."

"But... there are five of them... Sir." She protested, her nipples already stiff inside the tight jumpsuit.

"Fine, take katie with you then. And you BOTH belong to them for the duration." Tanj resisted the impulse to protest, and katie stayed quiet. Well she stayed quiet until Tanj pulled on her leash, turning and stumbling off behind Tanj and off to the cargo holds.

Lysette watched the events with a curious eye, as did Kehari. They exchanged a sly glance and smile as Tanj led katie off. As much as Tanj liked to play the dedicated officer, they both knew how much she needed a break. A few weeks as a slave to some horny males should do the trick nicely.

Zassa pouted, pulling firmly on the clamps attached to sabina's pierced nipples. "Why them and not me?" She grumbled, her thighs tensed slightly, feeling the heat in the pit of her stomach. Those minotaurs were cute, and that human was so exotic looking. He reminded her a lot of sabina, all that smooth hairless skin to touch, and lick.

If sabina was concerned about the events, she was keeping quiet about it. Knees trembling, the scent of her arousal was easily detectable as Zassa pulled harshly on her nipples. A soft squeal of pain was her only protest, but it was not hard to tell she was thinking along the same lines as Zassa.

"No no Zassa, you are needed here." Dynotaku soothed the red vixen as he nuzzled the side of Jenka's throat. "Lysette, you mentioned this morning about some toys you had been working on?"

Lysette nodded, straightening in her chair. "Yes, a few items I was working on with Zassa and sabina in mind actually. You know, something fun for everyone." Her smile widened, revealing that chipped canine that made her smile so charming.

"Would they work on someone bigger? Like say Jenka?" Dynotaku asked, trying to feign curiosity. As they talked, Kehari had slipped from her seat, approaching Zassa slowly. Zassa's eyes drifted to the black vixen, her posture straightening a little. Dynotaku smirked, he was not the only one who had noticed the attraction between those two. "Kehari, do me a favor, tie Zassa to something, immovable for me."

Lysette grappled to the ceiling, dangling above Jenka's bound form and looking her over. "Sure, what kind of engineer doesn't make things, flexible. Might be a tight fit in come places though."

"Perfect." Dynotaku grinned.

It took Dynotaku and Lysette only ten minutes to get her new toys to the bridge, and to move the captain's chair out of the way. The bridge was large, and more than spacious enough to serve the dual purpose of being a dungeon as well. By the time everything was set up, Kehari had Zassa bound over a low rail at the back of the room. Zassa's ankles and wrists were lashed with heavy cord to widely spaced support posts, spreading her legs nearly into a full splits.

As she hung over the rail, whimpering around a fat ball gag at the intense strain of the position, sabina stood behind her. The slave was gently nuzzling, nibbling and teasing along the edges of that tiny bikini. As sabina licked and teased, Kehari hung another weight from the clamps on sabina's nipples. She grinned at the soft whimper that escaped Zassa's fur and flesh. Glancing up she saw the last toy being placed. A gleaming metal cube, it simply unfolded itself into what looked like an empty metal chair frame.

Working together Dynotaku and Lysette quickly transferred Jenka into the frame, arms still cuffed as they had been, legs strapped to the sides of the frame. Head pulled back and held in a web of straps. Dynotaku had to chuckle as he stepped back, Jenka had, with the help of Lysette's frame work, become a very passable chair. Jenka groaned as Dynotaku settled onto her lap. "Now THIS, is a captain's chair." He chuckled turned into a roar of laughter as Lysette rolled her eyes. "No... Jenka's a captain, and now she's... aww never mind! My crew has no sense of humor." Dynotaku chuckled again. "Kehari, resume your station please, we'll let Zassa think about it for awhile. Feel free to take your kitten with you."

Zassa moaned loudly in protest as Kehari pulled sabina away. As her head raised Zassa noticed she could see the security monitors. That bastard had this planned, unable to look away she could see everything that was going on down there.

sabina moaned softly as Kehari pulled her into her lap. The two settled into the pilots chair, as Kehari's soft hands began to tease sabina's smooth, pert, sensitive breasts. sabina whimpered, struggling helplessly as Kehari whispered softly in her ear about things she had planned for the helpless girl. As Kehari teased, she strapped sabina's knees wide apart to the armrests of her chair. sabina's taut thighs were spread wide, the toned muscles tensing helplessly. her bald little slit was completely exposed, and extremely wet as Kehari bit her left ear playfully.

Lysette busied herself setting up the remaining few toys, watching everything with a smirk. Her gaze kept drifting from Zassa, to Kehari and sabina in the pilots chair. Soon, she promised herself, soon I will get some real quality time with those three.

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