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Subject: {ASSM} StarGate 69 - Chapter 4 (MF Mf ff Ff Mult fanfic ScFi cons non-con D/S BD humil gang group orgy anal)
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Author's note:

Okay, I am NOT an SG1 geek. I don't have every episode memorized, I'm
not immersed in the canon. I love the concept of the show, and I loved
the movie it was based on, but sometimes the show makes me clench my
teeth. The actions of the characters are sometimes so stupid that I
have to shake my head and say, "THIS is a special forces team?"

So... this is my attempt at doing a little writing in the Star Gate
world. While SG-1 has a small part, the story is not about them. It
follows another SG team, and, since it's a Dark Pen story, there's
gonna be some sex. Most likely a lot of sex. So... if SG-1 is something
you live and breathe, stay away from this story. It'll make you nuts.

SG-69

Disclaimer: I don't own the SG universe, someone else does. I'm just
playin' around a bit, so don't go gettin' yer knickers in a twist. It's
Fanfic fer cryin' out loud!

This is a work of fiction.  If you are under whatever arbitrary age
your elected officials have decided to choose for viewing adult
material, understand that you will be breaking the law if you read
this.  If you get caught,  I don't want to get blamed because your
parents can't keep track of you.

Please don't try this stuff at home (or anywhere else, for that
matter).  Some of it could be very dangerous.  If you have a hard time
telling fantasy from reality, please don't read any of my writings and
go seek medical help.

If you are a religious fanatic of any flavor and you hate my stuff,
please note that you shouldn't be here to begin with - no one forced
you here.  If you are offended by sexual liturature (such as it is)
then go visit somewhere else.

This story may not be posted on any pay site.  It may not be archived
with out permission from the author and if it's reposted, this
information must remain with it.  Copyright c 2007 Dark Pen.

~Dark Pen
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Chapter 4

    	After their lunch with Orla, they were shown to a chamber where
they would be sleeping.  Most people just slept outside, since the sex
went on late into the night, but important guests, the Chief and her
contingent and rooms in the Temple.

    	The team's room was fairly large, with only one way in or out.
There might be more that were not apparent, considering what Finn had
seen last night.  It had one large bed pallet, a bathing area (open to
the rest of the room), and an area for toilet use, which fortunately
was hidden by a thick curtain.  The real surprise was the hot and cold
running water and modern drains.

    	"Anyone for a bath?" asked Wilds, smiling as she saw the size of
the tub.

    	It would easily hold four people -- six if they were very good
friends.

    	"I'll take one later," he said.

    	"Oh don't be shy," she replied, her smile growing wider.

    	Thing was, much as he was reluctant to admit it, it was very
tempting.  Alexa was looking at him with a hungry sort of look as well,
although she seemed to be more shy about displaying her interest.
Thing was, Finn didn't understand why either of them had any interest
-- in him, anyway -- or why they were choosing to show it now.  He
shrugged internally: Maybe it was something in the water.

    	"That's all right," he said, "You can clean up, and I'll wander
around outside."

    	"With all those _other_women around?" asked Alexa.

    	He could swear she was pouting -- just a little.  His hard dick
wished the two of them would stop the teasing.

    	"Yes," he replied with an exaggerated sigh, "I'll have to try and
ignore them as I scope out important things.  Like, you know, escape
routes?"

    	"Whatever," said Wilds, "Alexa and I will be fine without you."

    	He watched as Wilds almost ... almost put her hand on the other
woman's shoulder.  She didn't though, frowning slightly to herself, and
looking a little confused for a second.  Finn sighed and left room to
scout around.

    	There were a lot of people outside and all of them were friendly,
offering drink or food as he walked past them.  Some were _very_
friendly, offering quite a bit more.  In fact, he soon had a small
squad of girls -- he swore some of them couldn't be a day over fifteen
-- following him around.  All of them had white ribbons tied around
their neck.  He would have asked them about the ribbons, but every time
he stopped to say something to one of them, they would giggle and
blush, or display their nearly naked bodies in a very provocative
manner.  About the third time that happened another woman joined them
who looked to be a bit closer to his age.

    	"I've been watching you," she said, holding out a cup for him to
drink from.  He took it, drinking the cool water.  "Have you no liking
for virgins?"

    	"Is that what the ribbons mean?"

    	She nodded and moved closer, her lush body almost rubbing against
him.  His cock was hard, he was hot in more ways than one and he just
wasn't thinking very well.  He felt slightly out of control.

    	"Perhaps you prefer a more... experienced partner," she said,
running her fingers over one of his biceps.

    	Her touch brought a shiver to his body and made his cock throb.
Any other time, and he'd definitely be taking advantage of this.  But
right at the moment, he was supposed to be scouting the lay of the
land, not being distracted by the thought of getting laid.  Still, it
was more than a little difficult to concentrate with so much beauty
around him and the sexual activity going on.  While not as widespread
as last night, there was no lack of sexual couplings.  He wondered
where these people got their stamina.

    	"I suppose there's something to be said for for both," he replied,
trying to be diplomatic.  "But at the moment, I'm not looking for a
partner."

    	The woman frowned, as if she didn't understand.

    	"Are you not looking for a fourth?" she asked.  "At least for the
year?  I have heard the your mate is the Coyote's Gift to the Chief."

    	He was about to respond, when the woman continued.

    	"Even if you are not looking for a permanent partner, this is a
time of sharing the joys of one another," she smiled.  "I would very
much like to share with you."

    	She started sinking to her knees, and for all that Finn wanted to
stop her, he just couldn't.  Something in the back of his brain was
trying to tell him he should have more self control, but the front of
this brain, and the little head, were overwhelmingly for getting a
blow-job.

    	The woman fumbled with the zipper on his pants, and Finn was
without the presence of mind to stop her.  Smiling, she decided to just
pull his pants off, which Finn decided wasn't a good idea, so he undid
his belt and opened his pants.  It didn't take long for the woman to
get his erect length in her mouth.  She made a humming noise of
pleasure as she sucked him off.

    	There was still that part of his mind that was screaming at him,
wondering what the hell he was doing, but it was shut out by the
softness of the lips around his cock.  That softness was soon joined by
another set of lips, kissing his own.  One of the virgin  girls had
grown bold enough to rub her body against his, while kissing him.  He
wasn't thinking of anything but the scent and feel of her warm brown
skin as he ran his hand it.  She moaned and pushed into him, as the
woman on her knees picked up the pace.

    	His fingers slid between the younger girl's legs, drifting over
her hairless mons and her moans grew a bit more urgent.  She broke off
the kiss as he finally slid his fingers of the slick skin of her pussy,
then smeared the moisture over her clit.  It was nice and hard, and he
had no problem finding it.  Finn had just enough presence of mind not
to push his finger into her body -- she was a virgin, after all, and he
doubted she'd be happy having someone's finger open her for the first
time -- but he was able to easily bring her to a strong orgasm.  The
entire thing was too much for him, and he found himself emptying his
balls into the unknown woman's mouth, his orgasm extending far longer
then usual.  It was he best blow-job he'd had in a long time.

    	"Ooo," purred the woman as she stood and kissed him on his cheek,
"thank you for your pleasure."

    	With that, she disappeared into the crowd as Finn hastily pulled
up his pants.  Despite what had just happened, he found that he was
still pretty worked up.  Perhaps wandering around here without someone
from the team was not such a good idea.  He headed back to the temple.

    	He knocked loudly at the door, waiting until he heard someone tell
him to come in before entering.  In his present mood, the last thing he
needed to see was a naked woman.  All the beautiful, mostly naked women
wandering around were definitely affecting his judgment.  He went to a
small table and poured some more water from the cool jug and downed it.
 What he could really use was a good shot of Scotch, but that wasn't
happening anytime soon.

    	"So, what happened?" asked Wilds,  "you find anything out?"

    	Yeah, thought Finn, but discovering just how friendly the natives
were wasn't something he was willing to share.  Or perhaps the problem
was that he was all too willing to share.

    	"Not really," he said, "everyone seems pretty friendly."

    	He turned around and looked at Wilds and immediately wished he
hadn't.  While she, and apparently, Alexa hadn't gone native, they
weren't far from it.

    	"It's hot," said Wilds, "and my uniform was dirty.  Besides, it'll
help us blend in."

    	Each of the women was wearing one of the native short skirts.
Instead of being barefoot, they'd found some high boots which came to
almost their knees.  Finally, on top, they'd donned a slightly
translucent, white sleeveless top with a deep V in the front.  It was
obvious that neither one of them was wearing a bra and it was
especially obvious that Wilds wasn't.  Her tits were quite big, and
quite firm.  He thought, but couldn't confirm, that the large nipples
he could almost see, were pierced.  Oh my.

    	"Well, since you've used the facilities, would you mind giving me
a few minutes?"

    	"Sure," said Wilds. "Unless you need someone to help you get
washed?"

    	Alexa was quiet, and, he thought, a bit embarrassed.  Perhaps
Wilds's overt flirting was upsetting her.  He'd have to speak to the
Major about her behavior.  Later.

    	"No, thanks, I've got that handled."

    	The women smiled at him and left.  Finn sat down for a moment,
trying to figure out why the hell he hadn't ordered them back into
uniform.  He really couldn't see any harm in not wearing it, though and
besides, with the way things were going, they probably would have
stripped right here.  Something was definitely going on.

    The hot bath was very nice.  Washing in a cold stream was not his
idea of fun.  Finn knew that he liked his luxuries; a big hot tub, a
big shower, a willing woman and a nice dungeon, being among them, but
he could do without if he had to.  He did try to keep his mind off the
willing woman part, since he was certain that all he had to do was walk
around the camp a bit to find one who was interested in his style of
fun.  Hell, he wondered if Rika and her sister might be interested.
Those two were certainly quite kinky...

    	With a start he realized he'd dozed off in the hot water.  His
cock was once again rock hard, and he contemplated just jerking off and
relieving the tension.  He didn't much enjoy masturbation, beyond the
fact that it did help keep his normally overactive sex drive under
control.  He looked over at his clothing, set on a (heated) drying rack
next to the rest of the uniforms.  And lingerie that the women had once
again prominently displayed.  Sighing, he got out of the tub, ignoring
his iron hard cock, and searched through his stuff for some clean
clothing.  The door opened and almost before he realized it, his gun
was in his hand.

    	The young woman who entered had no idea what a gun was, and so
didn't stop until her eyes came to rest on his rampant cock.  She
immediately knelt, then leaned forward, pressing her small breasts to
the floor and extending her arms in front of her, palm up.

    	"Master, the Chief has sent me to you to see to ... any ... needs
you might have," she said.

    	His cock pulsed and it took all his will power not to walk over to
the girl, pull her up by the hair and push his cock in her mouth.

    	"Uh, thanks," he said, "but I'm fine right now."

    	"Your body says otherwise," said the girl.  "The Chief says that
since your mate is obviously well trained in sexual service, you might
be missing her abilities."

    	The Captain was not his mate, and while he was missing _someone's_
services, it certainly wasn't hers.  Although, considering some of the
things he'd seen her doing, he wondered of perhaps he'd be able to
sample some of her skills.  When he was silent, she continued.

    	"I am well skilled in accepting the whip," she said, "as well as
rope.  I enjoy the rougher pleasures the same as your mate does.  If
you wish to share me with your other mates, I would look forward to
that as well."

    	His head was spinning with lust, and his cock felt was a hot,
throbbing, iron bar.  Wasn't this what he'd just been wishing for?
Still, self preservation over-rode his cock.

    	"Thank you for your offer," he said, and she looked up, clearly
unhappy and more than a bit hurt by what she knew was going to be a
refusal, "but right at the moment wouldn't be a good time."

    	Her lips trembled a bit and she said, "I... if I do not please
you, the Chief will send another..."

    	"No, no," he interrupted.  "You're beautiful and very desirable.
But now isn't a good time."

    	Her face immediately transformed.

    	"I understand Master," she said.

    	She got up and left, and Finn scrambled to put on some clothing.
The best he could find were some boxers, a clean pair of fatigue pants
and a black t-shirt.  He was just pulling up his pants (not overly easy
with a large, hard, cock in the way) when the damned door opened again.
 Gripping his pants in one hand, and the pistol in the other, he sighed
with he saw it was Wilds and Shaw.

    	Wilds took a look at him, and smiled.

    	"Damn," she said, "looks like we missed the fun."

    	Finn shook his head and put down the gun so that he could fasten
his pants.  He was not unaware of the looks the two women were giving
his well developed, if somewhat scared, upper body.  He'd been in a few
fights, and had a couple of nasty scars to show for it.

    	"What the hell are you talking about?" he grumbled.  "And don't
you know how to knock?"

    	"Oh please," said Alexa, "we just saw that girl leaving here.  Are
you going to stand here and deny you just had sex with her?"

    	He looked at her in surprise.  Not only surprise at her question,
but surprise at her tone, which was accusing, angry and... jealous?
Naa, couldn't be.

    	"Actually, I can," he replied.  "I was just getting dressed when,
like the two of you, she just walked in here.  And yes, she did make a
rather attractive offer, but no, I didn't take her up on it."

    	"Pity," muttered Wilds,  "I would love to have seen some of that
action."

    	Again, Finn chose to ignore the comment.  It was obvious by this
time that something was affecting all of them, and the sooner they
could get the hell out of here, the better.  He just wished that they
didn't have to wait for the Challenge until tomorrow.

    	He lay down on the bed and tried to resume dozing.  That wasn't to
be though.

    	"I found out more about this Challenge," said Wilds.

    	"Oh?" he asked, opening one eye.  "Do tell."

    	"It's not just a fight," she said.  "Tonight, I'm pretty sure one
of us is going to have to prove our love for our mate by having public
sex with her."

    	Finn's eyes shot open and he sat bolt upright.

    	"What?"

    	"Yup," added in Alexa.  "We're going to sit at the high table
tonight, and one of our place settings will have a red disk under it.
Whoever has the disk will have to have sex  with Reed, while everyone
else watches and eats."

    	"Man these people are way into sex," muttered Finn.

    	"This could be a problem," said Wilds.  "We're not talking about a
little playing around here.  We're talking the real deal.  And since
the Chief's been playing with her, you know what they're expecting to
see."

    	Finn slowly nodded.  They'd want a BDSM scene.  This was really
turning into a problem.

    	"Don't worry about it," said Alexa, "I'll handle it."

    	Finn's eyes about bugged out of his head.

    	"Excuse me?" he asked.  "You mean to tell me, you'll have no
problem doing a public bondage scene with Reed?"

    	Alexa blushed a deep, deep red, her bright green eyes wide.

    	"That's not what I meant at all!" she exclaimed.  "I _meant_ I'll
get rid of the disk, or whatever it is, then no one will have to do...
that."

    	"I don't understand," said Wilds.

    	"I'll find the disk -- it's going to be at one of the places where
we're going to sit -- and I'll get rid of it," she replied.

    	"How?" asked Finn.

    	"Don't worry," she replied.  "I'll find a way to do it."

    	"Well if we just hide the thing, then the Chief might choose one
of us anyway," said Wilds.

    	"There is that," said Finn.

    	"Then I'll put it at someone else's place setting," said Alexa.

    	"So," said Wilds, her eyes narrowing, "you'd rather force Reed to
have sex with a stranger, than one of us?"

    	Alexa seemed at a loss for a second, then said, "So you'd have no
problem having sex with another woman with all those people watching?"

    	Wilds just shrugged, "If that's what it takes to convince the
Chief, then sure, I'd do it."

    	"In public," said Alexa in a flat voice.

    	"It's just sex," said Wilds.  "The real problem is, what will
happen if you're the one who gets picked."

    	Alexa blushed even harder then she had before.

    	"I, uh... I wouldn't know how to," she mumbled.  "I've never had
sex with a girl."

    	Finn noticed that she didn't say she wouldn't, just that she never
had.

    	"Too bad we can't just get rid of it," he said.

    	Alexa shook her head.

    	"I just don't think that will work," she said.  "Apparently, the
red disk is supposed to be the Coyote's choice.  If it doesn't show up,
the Chief's gonna smell a rat."

    	"She already said they wouldn't kill us at the Festival," said
Wilds.

    	"Yeah, but she made it plain that we could be held and killed
_after_ it's over," said Finn.  Then he looked at Alexa.  "You're sure
you can switch the disk?"

    	She nodded.

    	"Then do it," he said.  "Just make sure one of us doesn't get it.
Unless you're volunteering Wilds?"

    	Wilds thought for a surprisingly long time before she answered.

    	"I think that, at this point, Captain Reed would be a lot less
embarrassed when all this is over, if it the person wasn't someone she
had to work with every day."

    	"Okay," said Finn to Dr. Shaw,  "the ball's in your court."

    +++++

    	The feast was just awesome.  All kinds of amazing food smells
fought with each other, each one more delicious smelling then the last.
 The men and women serving, were obviously not servants.  They were
kissed -- often --  and hugged and thanked for their time preparing and
serving the food.  Finn watched Alexa carefully as the three of them
entered the dining area.  He saw her drifting around the table, but
never saw her actually doing anything.  He started to get nervous,
wondering when the hell she was going to make the switch, but tried to
keep his cool.  It wouldn't do to tip anyone off about what they were
planning.  If only the sex hadn't had to be public, they could have
gotten the Captain back to their room, and planned an escape tonight.

    	The tables were set up outside in a big U, with a large open area
in the middle.  Finn had a feeling he knew exactly what would be
happening in the middle of that U, and with one of them, if Alexa
didn't get her act together and make whatever switch she was going to
make.  Finally, it was time to sit down.

    	The Chief, her her husband, and her two current brides sat at the
base of the U, along with (as guests of honor) SG-6.  Alexa was between
Finn and Wilds with Finn sitting right next to the Chief.  He couldn't
help but admire her.  She was one, very fine specimen of woman-hood.
Her large breasts sagged very little, and it looked like someone had
wrapped a few pieces of gold wire around the base of each of her
nipples, which served to keep them nicely erect.  Her sleek, well
muscled body had a slight sheen of sweat, which was unsurprising since
there were fires blazing nearby and bunches of torches lit.  Finn found
himself enjoying her sexy scent.  His erection, which had faded off and
on through out the day, rapidly returned.  He'd been quite horny all
day, even though he'd managed to put it aside earlier while he was
worrying about how to get Reed out of this.  It was certainly back with
a vengeance now.  Since it was obvious that Alexa hadn't managed to
make the switch, he almost hoped he was the one that would be chosen to
have sex with Reed.

    	Before the meal started the Chief rose.

    	"Tonight, we Feast," she said, after raising a hand for quiet.
"Tomorrow, there will be a Challenge for the Coyote's Gift.  But that
is tomorrow.  Tonight, we will eat well, then share the joy of each
other.  During the final course of the meal, the Gift will be brought
out and displayed.

    	"Someone," she continued, her eyes twinkling.  Finn could swear
she looked at Wilds.  "will help with this display.  It will be the
Coyote's choice, but I'm sure Reed will enjoy her after dinner sweets
as much as we will!"

    	There was a lot of laughter, and suggestive comments were shouted.

    	"So," said the Chief, "let us discover whom the Coyote has chosen
for Reed's partner.  Turn over your bowls and hope the red has chosen
you!"

    	Everyone turned over their bowls, and Finn could sense Orla
watching the three of them, especially Wilds.  Well, he thought as he
turned over his bowl, at least he'd get to see Wilds and Reed in a
scene.  There was no disk on the bottom of the bowl, and he was
surprised by his disappointment.  He looked to his right, and saw that
neither Alexa or Wilds had disks either.  Surprised, he looked at Orla,
who was frowning slightly and noting his surprise.  A shout came from
the other end of the table and a young man held up a red disk.  A very
large young man, who looked every inch like a warrior.

    	Orla, despite her confusion, continued as if nothing was wrong.

    	"The Coyote has chosen Ruun!" she said in a loud voice.  When the
shouts of congratulations died down, Orla continued.  "I know that the
whip is not your way, Ruun.  But I'm sure that, with your skill, Reed
will enjoy her night just as well."

    	More clapping and congratulations followed as the first course of
the meal was brought out.  Before they started to eat, however, the
Chief had one more thing to say.

    	"Rise your wine," she said, standing.  "Raise your cup to praise
the Coyote.  Enjoy his Gifts, and learn from his Tricks.  Drink deep in
His honor!"

    	Everyone brought their cups to their lips, and drank.  Finn found
the wine to be excellent.  Light with a slight sparkle in it.  Even the
aftertaste was good, although it sort of reminded him of sex.  Of
course, with all the goings on here, everything reminded him of sex.
While it didn't taste very alcoholic, he knew that meant nothing, and
reminded himself not to drink too much of it.  Perhaps they'd find a
way to get to Reed tonight.   The food was amazing, and Finn put a lot
of it away.  He also drank quite a bit more of the wine then he
realized at first.  So had Alexa, and even Wilds looked a bit tipsy.
He leaned over to Alexa and whispered in her ear.

    	"So it looks like you didn't have to change the disk after all."

    	"What the hell are you talking about?" she whispered back.  Her
breath smelled of the wine, and rather than being a turn off, it was
actually a turn on.  He tried to keep himself on track, although it was
getting more difficult to do that as the meal progressed.  "How the
hell do you think he got it?  She'd put it under Wilds's plate."

    	Finn was shocked.  "But, I watched you the entire time," he
protested.  "You never even got close to Wilds's plate."

    	She looked at him for a second, then snorted.  "Amateurs."

    	Now what the hell was that supposed to mean, wondered Finn.
Considering that Alexa looked a bit lit, it probably didn't mean a
thing.

    	Finally, it was time for dessert.  By that time, Finn was feeling
no pain -- other than the pain of an unrelieved erection.  He noted
that both Wilds and Shaw had been sporting nipple erections for a long
time.  Both were squirming quite a bit in their seats, and Finn was
sure that he could smell the musk of Alexa's arousal mixed with her
sweat.  It was a heady mix, and he found himself wondering -- often --
what her pussy tasted like.  Other questions floated through his mind
like: Did her pussy hair match the hair on her head?  Did she like
having her cunt eaten?  He hoped so (without dwelling too long on why
he hoped so), since he loved eating pussy.

    	Rugs had been laid out in the center of the U that made up the
tables.  Throughout the feast, bunches of pillows had also been brought
out and tossed on the rug.  And now, just before dessert arrived,
Captain Lisa Reed was brought out and set on the rug.

    	She was in a wooden cage that was almost too small to hold her.
She was naked, of course, and bound, even though she was in the cage.
Her arms were behind her, actually outside the cage, and bound at wrist
and elbow.  She was hunched slightly forward, with her knees on either
side of her head.  Her ankles and knees were tied to the bars of the
cage, and there appeared to be a rope cutting into her stomach which
also attached to the bars on either side.  Her nipples had been wrapped
with twine, and pulled toward the front of the cage, and he thought he
could see something hanging from her labia, causing the delicate lips
to be stretched down quite a bit.  He wished even more that he'd gotten
the red disk.

	"Reed is one for the whips," said Orla, after rising to her feet, "but
I am sure she will be able to appreciate Ruun's ... talents.  In the
mean time, let the Gift be displayed before we get to the main event."

	The two men that had brought out Reed's cage removed the poles from
the top, then repositioned them so that the cage hung with Reed facing
to one side.  Then, they made a slow circuit of the tables, allowing
everyone in the U section to see how she'd been prepared.  The high
tables, and hence the rest of SG-6, were last.  Finn was glad Reed was
blindfolded.  That way, he could admire her bondage without
embarrassing either of them.  Because it was a sure thing the bondage
was very well done.  It was equally sure that anyone put in such a
position needed a high tolerance for pain -- or a liking for it.

	When the cage paused in front of him and Orla, Finn saw that they had
pushed a rather wide stick in Reed's mouth to use as a bit gag.  She
was drooling, a stream of it running over her chin and down between her
breasts.  Her skin was shining with sweat, and her sex was shining as
well, but Finn knew it wasn't sweat.  He watched as a long strand of
her oils dripped out of her exposed hole.

	There were wooden clamps attached to her labia, both inner and outer,
which held heavy weights.  The string attached to the weights were
pulling her outer labia open very far.  Her inner lips were also pulled
widely open, the delicate skin stretched painfully wide.  Small gold
hooks had been slipped under her clit hood, with thin strings attaching
the other end to the rope around her middle.  The effect was to expose
her clit, which was red and hard.

	"The hooks are not sharp," said Orla into his ear.  She sounded quite
aroused.  "All they do is expose her center.  Do you not like the way
I've prepared my future bride?"

	Finn wished he could think better.  He wished he knew if Reed was
actually getting off on this treatment.  From her scent, her body
language and literally dripping pussy, it was a good bet she was.

	"She isn't your bride until after the Challenge," he replied.  It was
the only neutral thing he could think to say.

	Orla smiled, then held up a small stick with a glob of something on
it.

	"I think you will have difficulty prevailing against my warriors," she
said with a smile, looking at the blob of clear gel on the end of the
stick,  "but if you do, then of course, you will have the opportunity
to claim her."

	The cage had not moved on, and Finn wondered what else Orla was going
to do.  He didn't wonder for long.

	"We make this oil from the same plants that provide the _gree_
leaves," she said.  "The leaves make the skin sparkle and come alive.
But the sap... that is a different story.  It causes very strong
itching and burning, making the skin sensitive to the touch.  The
effect lasts perhaps half a day, and does not abate for almost all of
that time.  Oddly, it does not effect men in the same way as women.  We
know of only two substances which will stop its effects.  Urine is one
of them, oddly enough."

	Before Finn could even think to stop her, she reached forward and
smeared the gel on Reed's exposed clit.  The Captain stiffened, and let
out a low moan.

	"Reed has become quite familiar with _glinthna_," said Orla.  "She
rather enjoys how it feels, or so I've been told by Gayla.  Of course,
Gayla and Rika greatly enjoy the effects themselves.  I will miss them,
although I'm sure Reed will provide me with a great deal of
entertainment in the coming year."

	She waved her hand, and Reed, squirming enough that Finn could see
that they'd pushed what looked to be a rather large pole into her ass,
was taken away.

	"What is the other substance that stops that crap from hurting her?"
asked Alexa.  Finn hadn't even noticed that she'd been listening.

	"Male spend," smiled Orla, "which Ruun will be supplying shortly."

	"How long..." started Alexa,

	"Doctor..." started Finn.

	"No," she snapped.  "How long have you had her in that inhuman cage?"

	Orla frowned and Finn wished the hell Alexa would shut the hell up.
He'd been keeping an eye on Wilds, and until Wilds got upset, Finn
wasn't going to worry about what they were doing with the Captain.  Too
much.  If his faith in Wilds was misplaced... well...he didn't want to
think about that.  Or about what he'd do to Wilds.

	"I do not understand," said Orla.  "Have you lied to me Finn?"

	"About what?" he asked, his mouth going dry.

	"How could this one be in your mating group and not understand how
Reed derives sexual pleasure?"

	"Fu..." started Alexa, when a hand descended over her mouth.

	Wilds was looking pissed and whispering into the doctor's ear.  Finn
wished he could hear what they were saying.

	"We have not... formalized our group yet," said Finn.  "We were going
to, but Reed was taken from us before we could."

	"And it would be at that time that Alexa Shaw would be made to
understand?"
	
	"Yup."
	
	Finn only wished he could understand.
	
End chapter 4

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