“Come on. Let’s wash up.”
Joel shrugged and followed him. Wid waded to the far end of the pool, away from the others, and sat down on the underwater ledge. A small waterfall cascaded behind them. It kept the water in the pool constantly refreshed. It was the naturally noisiest part of the large room. He hissed as his ass hit the hard surface. Damn, pleasurable or not, the alien cock was hard on his hole.
“Reamed you good, didn’t he?” Joel smirked as he sat, although he gave away his own discomfort with a small grimace.
“Yeah,” was all Wid said in response. He allowed himself a few minutes of mindless soaking before broaching the subject on his mind.
“We need to figure out a way to escape.”
“Huh!” Joel scoffed. “Did that alien cock get high enough up you to scramble your brains?”
“Be serious! I am.”
“Okay, fine. What do you propose?”
Wid licked his lips. “Well, for one thing, I think we should continue to stop fighting them, submit, you know? Make them think we’re cowed so they give us more freedom.”
“You think they’re actually going to do that? Near as I can tell, they’re going to fuck us senseless during what passes for their night on this tub, drag us here the next day and pick us up at theend of their shift. Even if they have days off, I expect they’ll keep us in their quarters to amuse them. I don’t see how we’d manage to get anywhere else and I really don’t know what we’d do even if we could.”
“We look for the shuttle bay and steal a transport,” Wid said, the plan forming in his mind even as he said it.
“Seriously? Do you really think any of us could pilot one of their crafts?”
“Sure. Why not? How different could it be from the ones you and I’ve flown before?” Both he and Joel had shuttled goods around the different towns of the colony.
“I’m thinking a lot different. Besides, we don’t know where we are. It might be too far to get back home.”
“That’s just something else we have to figure out before we make our move.”
Joel slid his whole body down underwater for a few seconds before he resurfaced to his seat. “I don’t know, Wid. It’s a lot of moving parts.”
“Yeah, but the alternative is to accept our new lives as sex slaves. How does that sound?” he asked with a pointed look.
“Fuck. That.”
“Exactly.” Wid craned his head around, looking at the room floor to ceiling, side to side. He’d done it countless times and he still didn’t see any way to get out of it. The entire room was constructed of smooth opaque material that appeared to be utterly seamless.
“I’ll tell you,” Joel said rubbing at his face. “I think the biggest risk is just going stir-crazy. There’s nowhere to exercise. This healing pool is too small to do laps and there’s just nothing even like workout equipment here. At least when I fight Igor, I get to release some energy.”
“Igor?”
Joel shrugged. “That’s what I call him in my mind. I have no idea what his name is or what he does on this ship.”
“I think my guy’s the captain.”
“He does seem to be in charge.”
“Maybe we should start finding out more about them. You know, cozy up to them, ask questions. If we’re nice enough, they may give us more space to roam around in and that might lead to us finding a way to get the information we need about the shuttles and navigation.”
“It’s not a bad plan,” Joel allowed. “Disgusting, but not a bad plan.” He shuddered. “I know you kind of swing both ways, so maybe this isn’t as bad for you. I just hate having the guy put his big mitts on me. Getting fucked is one thing. He also likes to, you know”—another shudder ran through him—“cuddle, I guess you’d call it.”
Wid grimaced. “Seriously? You think because I’ve fooled around with other guys that somehow it makes it easier for me to be forced by one?” As indignant as he was at Joel’s assumption, a part of him also felt guilty because of the pleasure he’d taken from the alien.
“Sorry, no,” Joel said with a wince. “That was a dickish thing to say. Besides, I don’t know what I’m complaining about, it keeps me warm anyway.”
They sat in silence for a few minutes before Joel said, “Do you really think they sent Dawn back to her family?”
“Yeah, of course, why?”