Chapter 10

After promising to meet Ewie later, Simon Rawledge double-checked with the gentleman he had vidiphoned, then showered, dressed, and ate. He left the dining room and went straight through the huge Marsliner to Ram ana's suite.

"Hi, Simon," Ramona said, grinning at him from her . "This is Debbie." "Hullo," Debbie said, without embarrassment. Both —en were quite naked. Simon waved a hand, tching Ramona roll over onto her back and stretch uriously, the satiny globes of her breasts jiggling and -^tening. "Got her naked and barefoot and I tore her

tes," Ramona yawned. "She's trapped in here." Debbie kissed one big nipple tenderly, then giggled,

"I'm the prisoner of a cannibal."

"That makes two of us," Ramona said, patting the girl's thigh. "You seemed to enjoy your meal, too."

"Good Jord, stop complimenting each other," Simon said, tossing his jacket at a chair. He walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. Shaking a finger at Ramona, he said, "You invited me over for a team effort, and you two've drained each other dry."

"Not quite," Ramona smiled. "She's got the hottest body on three planets." She watched while he shed his clothing, smiling in amusement at the speed of the operation. As he returned to the bed, Debbie's eyes visibly brightened as she examined his naked body and the swaying length of his semierection.

"That's . . . quite a dildo you carry," she murmured.

He nodded, bending over to press his hps against hers. The total lack of preamble made her tense. For a moment. Then she opened her mouth to receive his tongue. She felt a hand on her breast, knew it was Ramona's. Ramona had already told Debbie: the big brunette did not swing both ways. She was a Lesbian, and that was that. Debbie shivered in delight. Now she was trapped with two cannibals—and she couldn't be J more pleased.

His hand found her other breast and began to mold it I gently. Slowly, slowly Simon rubbed her nipple between his fingers. It stiffened between them Ramona's hand,j meanwhile, caressed the girl's other firm and rosy-crowned tit. Debbie sighed, sliding her hand downl Simon's abdomen to curl her fingers around his penis.J She pumped it, slowly, feeling it harden in her grasp.

Her breath was quickening and her flesh twitching aa the hands of both her lovers roved over her naked bodyj He pulled her over onto her side so that she faced

Her belly's muscles jerked spasmodically at the warm contact of their naked flesh. Then she was pressing back against him. She moaned when his penis shoved against her vulva, teasing the pursed hps Ramona had so recently sucked and pierced with her knowing tongue. Panting, returning his kiss with ever increasing ardor, the girl lifted her leg to curl it over his hip. The hardened cock rubbed between her thighs—and she cringed, just a litde, when she felt Ramona's hand on her bottom.

The hand roamed, caressing, kneading, fondling, then went away, then returned . . . and one finger had been moistened. It began shding up and down between the mounds of her ass, toying with the tiny hole in its center. Sounds of pleasure issued from her throat. She squirmed lasciviously against the man while the woman played with her anal slot. Her hips began to pump as her passion rose. A thrill of desire made her shiver as her naked body was caressed, simultaneously, by male and female hands. She submitted willingly, wiggling her bottom at Ramona and entwining her tongue with Simon's in uninhibited pleasure. The hand toying with her clitoris was her own; the hand exploring between her asscheeks was Ramona's, the fingers that fondled her hard-tipped breast were Simon's. The writhing bodies on the bed became a picture of sensual abandon.

Debbie squeaked, lurching against Simon when Ray's moistened finger slipped into her, just creeping into her iectum. She shivered, gripped him hard, and thought Tery serious thoughts about being bigger in the ass.

"I've widened her nicely," Ramona murmured, wiggling her finger. "Turn her over this way now, Simon, and see how nice and open she is back there."

Debbie tried to protest, but she was turned between fhem and her mouth was instantly closed by Ramona's.

She sucked the woman's tongue, then bit it as she felt Simon's cock riding the crease dividing her buttocks. His pubic hair tickled the sensitive skin of her naked cheeks. Ramona was sucking her breast, avidly, while Debbie thrust her hand between the big woman's warm thighs and rubbed her soft vaginal hps. She trembled, _ feeling the probing of Simon's glans at the cleft of her bottom. Then Ramona's hand was between her thighs, lifting them, and Debbie cooperated. She grunted as her leg rose and the big male penis slipped between the cheeks to thump firmly against her anus.

Ramona sucked the girl's breasts, back and forth, and fondled her lower hps and clitoris gently while Simon effected his penetration. The girl grunted when he increased the pressure and she felt her sphincter spread open. She bit her lower lip as the anal penetration increased, but Ramona's careful attentions kept her from crying out Debbie submitted, although the insertion was painful; Ramona's saliva had hardly been sufficient to grease her tightest channel. Her hands gripped Ramona, nails digging in involuntarily, and sweat glistened on her face. The big penis bored steadily into her ass.

Ramona thrust a thumb up into the girl's vagina; and behind her, Debbie heard Simon's gasp as the Lesbian's thumb caressed his penis through the connecting tissue. Grunting and moaning, she felt the staff slide in, filling her whole rear opening and entering her rectum Qutching her with a hand on each of her hips, he rammed the penis deeper. She groaned, then gasped as it suddenly slid all the way in.

She was impaled, both her cunt and her ass, with a penis and a moving thumb, and fingers were plucking at her clitoris while teeth and tongue toyed with her

nipples. Debbie shivered in a coursing thrill of overwhelming delight. Perspiration trickled from her as she lay panting from the slow torment of his entry. It was over now; she was widening, accepting his presence up her back. It felt, though, as if someone had shoved a post into her rectum, impaling her in some savage sacrifice.

In and out and in again he thrust his prick, gliding, now, easily along her anal tunnel. Ramona's hand continued to rub and pluck at her thickened clitoris, while the Lesbian's mouth continued to suckle and lick her swollen nipples. Debbie groaned, wiggled, hunched, first back to meet the in-spearing cock, then forward as it withdrew, mashing the little node of her ecstasy against Ramona's fingers. Simon's groin and hips slapped her buttocks, over and over, and suddenly the girl was clutching Ramona as she felt the thick shaft in her back widen even more. Ramona's fingers became more insistent and energetic.

It was marvelous, soaringly wonderful for both Debbie and Simon. She came violently at the same time

r as he pulsed fire up into her bowels, groaning and clinging to her tightly. The three of them collapsed in exhausted satiation.

Perhaps twenty minutes passed before Debbie sighed, groaned, and extricated herself from the press of hot, sweaty flesh. She swayed across the dimly lit cabin to fetch herself a cigarette. Just as she turned, the man appeared in the doorway to the other cabin. She shrank back into the darkness, staring at the slim little needle gun he held. He was gazing at the two figures on the bed,

I letting his eyes accustom themselves to the dark.

Debbie saw him glance back, nod at someone behind

i him. Then he came into the bedroom on silent feet. A

moment later the other man appeared. Trying desperately not to scream or to let the sound of her frightened, excited breathing carry to the intruders, Debbie picked up Ramona's purse from the dresser. It seemed to weigh a ton—good!

She had to act. Both men were raising their needle guns, taking aim silently and carefully. She swung the big purse.

"Ramona]" she screamed. "Simon!" And she slammed the purse into the first man's back so hard she lost her balance and fell. The tumble to Ramona's carpet saved her life; the second assassin spun and sent a stream of needles from his little pistol slashing through the air where she had stood.

Ramona boiled off the bed with incredible speed, her features contorted into a mask of animal fury. She slammed into the second gunman, both hands reaching for the hand that held the gun. In a moment he was , staggering back—and she had the pistol. Debbie shrieked in fear, trying desperately to roll out of the way. From the corner of her eye she saw Simon, sitting up and staring. Then he whipped off the bed, out of sight at its foot.

Ramona's pistol sent a stream of needles plowing into the first man's abdomen, bringing a startled gasp of pain from him. As he flailed, trying to maintain his balance, she was already moving with the speed of a tigress, triggering the gun at the first man. Again Debbie screamed. A dark hole appeared in the man's forehead and he jerked his head back as though trying to avoid the inevitable clutch of the hand of death.

The other man was moving, staggering. A long knife had appeared in his hand, as if by magic. Ramona charged him. She knocked the arm aside. Her fingers

closed on the hand that held the weapon. With a savage motion, she broke the thumb, and the knife was in her own hand. Her face was still ugly, twisted with fury, as she slammed her gun into his face and danced, back, her naked breasts flopping and trembling.

He was sinking to his knees. His hand came out, slowly, and one finger pointed. "Rawiedge . . . you bastard ... you said . . . she'd be . . . easy."

Ramona filled his belly with needles from her gun and reached for the light switch as he died, jerking.

Debbie screamed again. Simon had not waited for Ramona's accusation, had not waited to parry words with her about the two men he had contracted to kill his partner when she was exhausted from orgiastic sexuality. Debbie's being in the wrong place at the right time, along with Ramona's fantastic speed and the sadism he knew she possessed, had blown it all, utterly. Now his only hope was to get the needle gun from the hand of the first man she'd killed.

Debbie stared in wide-eyed fascination as Ramona, her left hand filling the room with light, swung her right hand almost casually. Simon grunted as several nasty Btde needles tore into his leg. He fell, short of his goal. Sowly, he twisted around to face her, his eyes full of pain and anger.

"You hired these killers to come in here and zap me, partner!" Ramona's voice was loud, disbelieving.

He gasped, "You Lesbian bitch ... I don't intend ... share all the profit . . . from that movie with . . . goddamn Lesbian whore . . ."

Ramona rushed to him as he got himself up onto one knee. She dropped the gun and her hand shot out to his shoulder, turning his body to face her. Then her other hand swept up, and Debbie watched the glittering knife

blade flash like hghtning as Ramona rammed it upward into the man's body. Blood gushed out over her arm as she twisted the blade. Debbie stared, gasped, gulped, and collapsed.

Ramona jerked the blade free and plunged it again into her partner's twitching flesh. Without a sound, his body slid from the razor sharp blade to sprawl on the carpet in a widening stain of crimson.

Her big breasts shook with her heavy breathing as she surveyed the havoc she had wrought, she and she alone. She glanced down at Debbie: unconscious. At the three men: dead. At the knife. At Debbie.

"Damn! Now the problem is—should I kill the little slut while she sleeps or take a chance on her? I'll need help getting this mess out of here!"

Slowly, her eyes rose. She gazed across the room at the opposite bulkhead, at the big oval picture there: Earth's green fields. Behind it, she knew, was an emergency escape tunnel leading to an emergency airlock. Beyond that was the airless garbage can of space. Again she turned her grim, narrow-eyed stare to the nude body of the unconscious girl.

Ramona decided to take the chance, and she was right. Debbie's reaction was more than just not negative. She fell all over Ramona, like a loving puppy whose mama has just scared off the marauding fox. She was like many women before her who grooved behind the big hero, except in this case it was heroine. And when she learned the reason for the attempt on Ramona's life, and about the film she and Ramona would now market . . . she was much more than the big woman's new partner.

The rug was a little scorched in one place: sorry about that, spaceline company, but those things will happen to

liners and hotels. The blood came up, with superdeterge and a lot of elbow grease . . . mostly Debbie's. And Ramona was amazed at the girl's guts. Together, they went sneakily to Simon's cabin, returning with both the film and two bed sheets. The latter made lovely shrouds. It was sweaty work, dragging and pushing the three bodies along the emergency escape tunnel, and thrusting them into the emergency airlock. They then opened the valve and ejected the corpses into an eternal journey through airless space.

Ramona had a cute idea, then, knowing the airlock's opening had touched off an alarm somewhere on the big ship. She forced open the emergency tunnel into another cabin, without even knowing whose it was. She was ready to kill the occupant, but it was conveniently empty. She and Debbie hurried back to Ramona's two-cabin suite, secured the emergency door, and heaved great sighs as they entered the shower together.

There was an investigation, of course, and someone got into quite a bit of trouble. But there was no reason to suspect or even question all passengers, and Ramona and Debbie were not even told of the 'hinfortunate incident." If those bodies were ever found and dragged aboard a ship, there'd be more trouble and another investigation. But the two women would not be suspects. And that was that.

As they emerged from the shower, Ramona grinned at Debbie. "Okay, baby. You're trapped with a cannibal."

With feigned terror, Debbie looked about. "And me without a stitch of clothing!" She looked at Ramona, fluttering her lashes. "Eek. What in the world do you suppose is going to happen to me?"

"You're gonna get eaten alive."

"Sounds &e\icaaus," \>a& ^.^led, watching

Ramona's approach. The Lesbian's arms went around the naked body and the girl lifted her lips for a kiss. A bold tongue entered her waiting mouth. She shpped her arms around Ramona, straining her body close and shivering with pleasure as she felt clever hands caressing her soft skin.

Ramona nibbled her earlobe. "Now we can make girl love without any interruptions. Just you and me, for the rest of the trip. Love me, baby?"

Debbie kissed her breast passionately. "Oh, Ray, I do, I do! Get me to bed so I can prove it."