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At the encampment. One of the Fodawke had come back. It had circled then dropped at speed only to feel the power of a sentinel laser array, as it targeted the creature. The weapons burst of energy across it killed it within seconds.
Lifeless, it fell to the ground with a thud.
They were looking at it, its huge wingspan as they had two drones drag it out of the security barrier and to the edge of the compound “I just hope.“ Growls Lumor. "That creature doesn’t stink, when it rots!“ Lakir nodded. “I'll modify some of the drones to drop it in the vegetation beyond. For the moment it can stay there. We'll probably have to hack off those wings."
“Still maybe if they’ve a brain they’ll see the one that’s dead and decide not to risk another attack!“ Caley laughed.
“Lets hope its not the size of Dahaans or we're in trouble!“ They were laughing when Dahhan came out of the shadows.
"Uck you lot! I hope you're its first course, I think we should feed one of em Caley? If it ucking eats her, that will definitely guarantee those things don't come back for us!“
If Lumor had been deciding on how to rid them of the corpse of that thing, he was to be relieved to see these rodent like things darting out from the vegetation to tear chunks off it. If memory served right, there might not be anything left of it but bone. That could be disposed of.
"I don’t think there’ll be much of it left, after they’ve gotten through with it! I think they’ve done us a favour.
Refuse collection and disposal.“
Dahhan was chilling out in his cabin, as we would call it. He was a heavy set, well built male. His lack of hygiene didn’t go down too well with the others. He often had to bear the brunt of and sometimes the humiliation, in front of others, with harsh words from Gi. Not holding back on her verbal abuse, of his lack of hygiene.
After one such tongue lashing. He was dwelling on what she had said. Once again ridiculing him and showing him up in front of the others. Seething with rage, too much to remain composed. He stood up turned the radio unit off, headed out of the hatch towards her cabin.
Gi was also resting, she had used the cleanser unit and bathed her skin. She sat beneath the tone unit, totally naked, as it streamed a gentle massaging spray of soft oils over her body, making it glisten slightly.
She laid back closed her eyes. The hatch flew open. He stepped inside, moving towards the other compartment to glare in at her. She opened her eyes, her moistened body, her naked gleaming moist female flesh. Sensing his prying eyes as they looked her over. She screamed!
He moved forward grabbed her, dragging her off the tone unit, shoving her head back against the bulkhead.
The unit she was shoved against creaked with her body weight against it, her head pinned as he leered at her leaning in close the filthy stench of his body odour, almost stifling her. “You uckin talk to me again bitch, the way you did earlier and I’ll personally, permanently rearrange this pretty face of yours!“
“You think because you’re Caley’s bitch and Lum’s occasional uck that protects you! Well listen up bitch, next time I’ll not hold back!“ His fingers gripped, squeezing, groping.
He let her go of her. The unit shifted forward as he stepped back then turned running his hands over her again. mauling her. Tried to kiss her, as she screamed and screamed; his hand went up over her mouth. He hissed in her ear. “Shut it or.." She stopped as his hands lingered then explored.
“Now that’s good, real good..“ He felt a blow to the back of his head, a surge of seering pain, as he turned, to see Caley who now dragged him back, shoved him through the hatch.
Kicking violently out at him, the impact of her foot against his groin, not once but twice as he screamed, the rippling pain across his loins. A foot into his chest as he hit the deck cursing, his balls on fire, his chest with several cracked ribs, leaving him trying to catch his breath. She was sat across him. The force behind her fist as it slammed into his face, screaming at him.
“You uckin stinkin piece of shite. You come near her again an I’ll uckin kill you!“ There was no reply, once more her fist slammed into him. Until she sensed he was close to passing out? His breathing laboured his inability to move? Yet she did not finish him off.
Lets face it, in the rage, the fury of seeing him groping Gi and what his filthy hands were doing to her? In her fury, she could have. The stench now filling her nostrils and the the appearance of Suki saved him.
Caley stepped back from him as he caught his breath groaned in pain. Suki had heard the noise and came rushing out to see Dahhan struggle to his feet and stagger off back to his cabin. She looked at Caley who now turned and went back into find Gi in the cleanser. Still shaking with water streaming across her body, as she frantically scrubbed her body sobbing.
“Its the stench, I can’t get rid of the stench of him.“ Caley stepped into the unit, as Gi moved to feel her arms around her. “Its OK, he won’t dare, come near you again, let alone touch you I promise.“ She looked up at her, water running across their faces as she kissed her.
“That’s better Gi much better.“ Gi was loathe to let go of Caley, but then started to step back. Smiling? “What’s so funny ?” Gi ran her hands over Caley’s clothing. “Next time you shower, you could take your things off first?” “Oh shite.“
They were now both laughing.
The drone was NOT a pleasure droid, but Dahhan had modified it, he often grabbed it threw it onto the recline unit lubed it and then pleasured himself.
Now he threw it to one side, cursing the pain still surging through him, as he grabbed at a sedative injector priming it, doubled the dose on it, stabbing his arm with it.
Minutes later, it had flooded his bloodstream taking away the pain and leaving him sedated, plus on a high? A side effect some thought pleasant? He slumped onto the recline. In his mind, the naked vision, of Gi. THAT BITCH!
If Caley had not interfered he would have had her. He was sensing frustration some semblance of sexual deprivation.
Frustration. He needed to be relieved. It had been too long, too dammed long, since he had grabbed that stuck up bitch, from the research center, dragged her into one of the storage areas and brutally raped her.
He had enjoyed the look of fear on her face, the stark realization that she was powerless. Utterly weak and defenceless, against his onslaught. That there was NOTHING she could do, to stop him taking his prize, abusing her to levels beyond degradation. That was more than the adrenaline rush, he had had from dragging her off to rape her.
It had resulted in him being beyond reason as he had pleasured himself with her. Throttled her, beaten her.
Feeling another flush of adrenalin flood his senses as she tried to summon up what little strength, what courage she had left to fight him off. Even more rampant for her, he had beaten her again and raped her again. To her last breath.
As for those two bitches! Gi? He would bide his time, wait until the time was right and there would be a day, an hour, a minute when he would have her. Caley, if you could call her a bitch! He grinned, nope he’d have to do a whole lot of ucking DNA rearranging to call THAT a bitch. He would bide his time, get her on her own away from here, use a stunner on her and have a slow protracted, final hour for her; of sweet revenge.
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