The Dungeon

On the second day of their temporary exile on the planet´s surface, Chiana awoke early and began to roam the castle. She didn´t make a sound as she left Zhaan´s sleeping form in the room near the terrace that they had slept in. Massaging a slight crick in her neck, Chiana yawned silently and descended the stairs to the main entry hall.

She walked quietly, a cleaning droid moved through the hall and turned right down a corridor. She wondered slightly at the presence of the droid. Why leave it here, when no one´s around? She dismissed the thought. Well, UP sure didn´t have any treasure in it, so let´s try DOWN. She followed the droid and came to a fork in a passageway. She picked right and descended further.

As she neared the bottom, she recollected the at-first boring then interesting first day that she and Zhaan had had here. Stranded here because Moya was purging some stellar gas from her insides, Zhaan and Chiana had been forced to set up camp inside this alien castle that Chiana had wanted to explore (read, snurch stuff from). It was a strange building, carved out of naturally warm rock that was part of a mountainside. There were no inhabitants and the world had been relatively quiet.

Then, the trip changed. A solar flare flamed up and Zhaan fell prey to something called a photogasm that first baffled the Nebari thief, and then excited her. She became so aroused that she took part in the erotic ritual, hopefully increasing Zhaan´s pleasure to incredible proportions. They had felt, caressed, and tasted each other until the flare died down, much to Zhaan´s disappointment. The ship had called too, and they´d had to allay the fears of the overly worrisome Pilot.

Now, Zhaan slept and Chiana hoped to find something of value. After all, old habits are hard to die. And anyway, anybody who´d wanted any valuable stuff was gone off to another planet somewhere. Walking with a bit more noise, now that Zhaan was levels above where she could hear, Chiana found an orange wood-like door that looked promising.

It creaked on rusty hinges as she pushed it open. Again, this room was reasonably clean due to the efforts of many small robots that seemed to have been left behind by the previous owners. But it was not a treasure room.

It was a dungeon.

One of the outer walls had a hole in the upper part. The dungeon was lit by sunlight streaming through the hole rather than the strange ceiling crystals that they had found in the main entry hall. The part near the door was one medium-sized square room and it was banked at the far end with a group of cells. The cell doors were metal, and each cell had manacles that were attached to the back wall as well as what looked like a wooden table with the same manacles at the head and foot.

Must not´ve had many people imprisoned here. If they had, there wouldn´t be cells at all, just manacles built into blank walls. She would´ve shivered, but the dungeon was slightly warm. She found a small desk with a chair in the main room, and tried to open the one main drawer. It was locked. Like that was a problem.

Chiana reached down into her boot and found a lockpick. Twisting it in the alien lock, she finally managed to make the tumblers click. Pulling it open with practiced ease, she looked at its contents.

There was some documents hand- and type-written in some alien dialect that looked official. These she took out and put on the desk, looking for further goodies. Next, she found a key rusted beyond the point of usefulness. This she discarded, feeling glad that she had her lockpick. There were other things, but nothing of obvious value. Just some unused stationery and writing implements and what looked like old food.

“Chiana!” said a stern voice behind her and she jumped with a small Eeep! Then, she turned around and faced Zhaan.

Zhaan was fully dressed and looked mostly awake as she looked with disapproval at Chiana. Chiana, for her part, didn´t look the least bit guilty, and looked at Zhaan challengingly. Zhaan said, her voice stern, “I hope you weren´t stealing anything while I was asleep.”

Frell! She must´ve followed me soon after I left! Chiana responded, “No, I wasn´t Zhaan. I was just exploring this place… this dungeon. Now, I don´t think there´s anything snurchable in here.”

Zhaan calmed a bit. “Well, you may be right about that.” She looked at the surroundings and sighed. “Not much of a decorative place.”

Chiana nodded and sat in the chair next to the desk. “Yeah, I´ve been in a few dungeons myself, in preparation for mental cleansing. This one looks nicer than the others, but still…”

Zhaan sighed and walked over to Chiana and kneeled. Chiana couldn´t help shivering in a way that was not entirely unpleasant, as she looked more at Zhaan´s body than her face. Zhaan noticed and asked, “Does this look like an area that prisoners were interrogated in?” The way she asked made Chiana feel slightly warm as she replied, “Uhm, yes.”

Zhaan placed her hand on Chiana´s cheek and stroked it. Chiana closed her eyes slightly, remembering yesterday and kissed Zhaan´s hand. Zhaan walked around behind her, trailing her blue hands enticingly on the Nebari´s white shoulders. Then, Zhaan´s voice breathed in Chiana´s right ear. “Now, what were some of the ways you were interrogated?”

Zhaan´s smell was intoxicating. Chiana spoke in a thick voice, “What do you mean?”

Suddenly, Zhaan plunged her right hand into the top of Chiana´s pants. Groping hungrily in the confined space, her fingers moved underneath the underwear and clutched at the warm fuzzy slit found there. Chiana gasped explosively, closed her eyes and moaned.

Zhaan´s voice whispered in her ear, “Did they do anything like this?” Then she nibbled the white earlobe and licked the cheek. Zhaan breathed in the odor of the aroused thief, and moaned softly in Chiana´s ear. The younger woman shuddered and sighed.

Chiana managed a throaty, “No.” before Zhaan began moving her mouth over the Nebari´s slender neck and shoulders. Chiana´s breathing quickened and Zhaan slipped her left hand under the thief´s top. Moving like a shark, the hand went low and found the moderately sized right breast and caressed it lovingly. The nipple was pert and small, and Zhaan´s ministrations caused Chiana to twitch slightly and gasp.

“What—“, kiss, “did—“, kiss, “you want—“, kiss, “them—“, kiss, “to do?” Lick accompanied by wonderfully slow fondling. The sensations that Zhaan´s hands were coaxing out of her made her point a shaking hand towards a cell. ”Here”, she breathed. “Let me show you.”

Chiana rose on shaky feet, Zhaan´s right hand sliding wonderfully out of the front of Chiana´s pants. Zhaan´s hand lingered under the top before sliding out also. Chiana walked towards a cell and Zhaan followed her inside.

Chiana´s hands moved to the netting that she wore draped around her shoulders and pulled it off. Next, she pulled her elbow-length gloves off one at a time, dropping them on the floor near her discarded netting. Finally, reaching down, Chiana pulled the top off slowly, and her breasts swung free. The nipples stood out and were a black color. Zhaan kissed her and her fingers traced loops on the bare breasts. Chiana sighed.

Then she climbed on the table and started to use the lockpick on the manacles. Soon, all four of the manacles were open and Chiana climbed onto the table. As she lay down on her back, Zhaan closed first the foot manacles around Chiana´s boots, then the ones that held Chiana´s hands fast.

Chiana was confined. This was perfect.

Zhaan stepped back from the table and plucked her outer robe from her shoulders and let it drop. Then, she reached for her inner robe and pulled it off one shoulder at a time. Her azure breasts were upturned and the turqouise nipples were hard and tingling. Zhaan removed her shoes, then approached the table.

Reaching for Chiana´s pants, she dug one hand into each side of them and pulled them down to Chiana´s boot tops. Chiana´s vagina was a soft, powdery white that Zhaan thrilled at. Then, slowly, inexorably, she began to mount the immobilized Nebari.

Chiana´s heartbeat increased at the sight of the beautiful Delvian´s spread legs and the patch of fur between them. The swinging of Zhaan´s breasts excited her, too. Soon, Zhaan´s face neared Chiana´s own, and she smiled. The smell coming from the open armpits and skin of the thief was like lover´s perfume. Zhaan lowered her mouth to the thief´s and kissed the younger girl longingly.

The two stayed like that for a little while, kissing and holding the back of each other´s head to get all the pleasure possible. With muffled sounds, Zhaan reached down with her free hand and found one of Chiana´s breasts. She squeezed it playfully like a soft, white pillow, and Chiana rose as much as she could to meet the blue hand.

Then, Zhaan´s mouth disengaged and Chiana whimpered almost petulantly. Zhaan then moved herself upwards and offered the Nebari her own blue breasts. Chiana accepting hungrily and her mouth tasted and bit the warm flesh of the Delvian´s chest. Zhaan sighed and moved her breasts in motion with the thief´s questing mouth. Chiana was overwhelmed by the totally feminine smell of Zhaan as the blue woman let her feast on the flesh that was hers to give.

Zhaan raised her body off of Chiana, and began to move downwards, kissing her again and burying her head in Chiana´s white muscular neck. Blue lips and tongue massaged the skin there, giving Chiana goosebumps. Zhaan´s breath tickled there, and neck and shoulders were given equal attention.

Zhaan moved her head lower down and began to lick Chiana´s nipples with a determined tongue. Chiana shuddered and tried to raise her breasts as high as the manacles allowed, Zhaan complied by licking harder and faster. As Zhaan´s mouth moved in delicious circles, the lockpick fell from Chiana´s nerveless fingers. Chiana didn´t mind.

Licking and squeezing, Zhaan coaxed joy and ecstasy from Chiana´s breasts. Her mouth teased and tasted, caressed and nibbled. Chiana responded with gleeful approval, her head back and eyes closed. Her white lion´s-mane hair spilled out underneath her and her mouth opened, gasping slowly.

As she tasted the young Nebari thief, Zhaan reached between her own legs and began to rub herself with increasing intensity, gasping as the warmth spread there like a wonderful fire. Her voice caught several times as she approached climax, then let the feeling subside slightly. She let it build up more each time, rubbing the walls and squeezing the wet nub. Then, when the coming was so strong her vision blurred, Zhaan crawled up and put her fuzzy vagina into the eager mouth of the Nebari. Tongue and hand competed for the wetness forming there, and then Zhaan came with a force that made her teeth rattle. The warm come dripped into Chiana´s waiting mouth and was swallowed.

“OOOoooooohhhhhhhhh, hhhhaaaaahhhhhh”, gasped Zhaan breathlessly as her pulse thundered. She felt Chiana´s tongue probing her crotch, looking for whatever juice was left and licking it up greedily. Sweat from the exertion ran down Zhaan´s blue skin, and the smell was overwhelming.

Moving down again, Zhaan placed both hands on Chiana´s breasts. One hand was still come-damp and she wet the white flesh there. Her tongue roved around Chiana´s pale belly, moving in the slight depression of the navel and the surrounding skin. Chiana arched her back, giving Zhaan full access to the supple stomach that Zhaan´ lips were rubbing and sucking on. “Mmmmmmhhhmmmmmmmm”, exhaled the thief.

Then, Zhaan moved enticingly lower and buried her face in the powdery white fur that was there. Her tongue quested, seeking deeper and warmer climes. Chiana clenched her thighs in response and moaned as the former Pa´u pulled even more pleasure from her. Zhaan´s breath tickled her clitoris and the tongue and mouth found the perimeter of the Nebari´s warm, wet center and ignored those walls. The Delvian´s mouth first licked, then nibbled the nub, causing Chiana to shudder and her pulse pounded in her ears. The pressure made against the barriers of Chiana´s slit was beyond wonderful and she bit her lower lip.

Soon, she felt wonderful pressure and smiled. Zhaan seemed to realize this and prolonged the joy without allowing release. Chiana both yearned for the climax, yet shied away from it as long as she could. The pressure built and subsided like tides, and Chiana whimpered in impatience. Zhaan brought her to the brink several times and then pulled her away at the last second, which was enjoyable but exhausting to the thief. Her tongue moving, her lips kissing and sucking, Zhaan played with the pressure and Chiana moaned as the urge to let all the juice out raged like a heavenly war.

Finally, Zhaan let the pressure build, and build, and BUILD. It soon became stronger than it ever had before, and Zhaan let it teeter on the brink teasingly before letting it go. “Oooooooowaaaaaaooooooooh!” Chiana nearly screamed as she came so powerfully that she saw stars in front of her eyes and her ears popped. She came again, and again, and again. Hot juice leaked out of her in torrents as Zhaan managed to persuade her crotch to give of its wet bounty four more times. Chiana´s fingers and toes splayed and she gasped explosively.

Zhaan´s tongue lapped up her reward as the pressure and thunder began to recede. Chiana´s breathing slowed as her body relaxed into the embrace of the table. She felt Zhaan climbing off of her and heard the Delvian pick something up from the floor. Her eyes were closed, so the young thief moved her head to the side, smelling the odor of her own sweat and sex-juice. It was over.

Raising her head groggily, Chiana watched as the naked Zhaan came over and put the lockpick in her white hand. It was damp from sweat, but she managed to hold the lockpick. The hand shook slightly, however the Nebari managed to get one manacle unlocked. Zhaan playfully licked her now-exposed wrist and Chiana´s hand stroked the side of Zhaan´s face as she did this. The lockpick clattered to the ground again and Zhaan knelt a second time to pick it up. Chiana brought the now-freed wrist to her mouth and lightly kissed the saliva there. Zhaan gave her the lockpick again and Chiana freed her right hand, too. As she sat up to free her feet, Zhaan moved to sit behind her and began kissing and licking the white back. Their sweat mingled some more. Chiana enjoyed the feeling and paused in her unlocking to savor it. When Zhaan appeared finished, she freed both legs and shakily pulled up her pants.

Chiana rose from the table and lowered her feet to the floor. Standing, she picked up her top and Zhaan began to put her robes back on. When the both of them were dressed, Chiana pulled a hand through her ruffled hair and giggled. Zhaan smiled at her and they walked out of the dungeon side-by-side.

Zhaan´s hand floated down and squeezed a Nebari buttock.

Zhaan was sitting on a bench in the main feasting hall and Chiana sat across from her. They both were dining on some kind of plant that the cowbell- shaped analyzer had deemed safe and nourishing. It didn´t taste all that bad, really. Chiana was the first to speak. “So, I´m not in trouble?´

Zhaan shook her head, “No. I may have over-reacted today when I found you gone. I thought you were going to find some riches to steal.”

Chiana looked slightly abashed, “I was. I just didn´t find anything.”

Zhaan laughed and said, “Such honesty is commendable. Perhaps you might become a better crewmember through such growth.”

Chiana shrugged. “Maybe.” The discussion was interrupted by a call from the ship. John´s voice inquired, “Hey, guys. You doin´ all right down there?”

Zhaan raised her comm-badged wrist and spoke into it. “Hello, John. I heard that you´d made some progress in your wormhole experiments. Congratulations.”

“Yeah, well it wasn´t as much as I was hoping for, but it´ll keep me busy for a while. I meant to call last night, but I was too preoccupied with the Farscape 1 to talk to you. Sorry ‘bout that.”

Zhaan smiled. “Don´t worry, John. The Floating City of Delvia was not airborne the first time it was activated.”

They could almost hear John´s sideways grin. “Rome wasn´t built in a day, huh?” Neither Zhaan nor Chiana understood what this meant, but let it go.

Chiana tapped her own badge and said, “Has Rygel snurched the ship out from under you yet?”

John´s laughter had a tinny sound to it, “No, not yet and not for lack of trying. Aeryn and D´Argo are busy kicking each other´s ass in combat exercises. D´Argo isn´t allowed to use his tongue and seems to be holding his own against our little Raven-Haired Goddess. Rygel and I are betting on who will win. My food cubes are on Aeryn.”

Chiana smirked, “I thought you hated them.”

“I do. There will be nothing more disgusting in this universe than a food cube.”

“Then why are you gambling with something you don´t want anyway?”

“I don´t have anything that Rygel wants to go through all the trouble of getting legitimately, and his valuable stuff he swears up and down he doesn´t have.”

“Well, as long as no one´s killing each other…”

“Speaking of which, have you guys gotten terminally bored yet?”

Chiana smiled and said, ”Trust me, boredom isn´t a problem here.”

END PART TWO