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Nami let out a shuddering gasp as a thrill of sensation rocketed through her. Fear and excitement, uncertainty and yearning. The feeling of the man caressing her cheek, her head-tendrils, triggering deep instincts to serve and please. He’s not my master, she kept telling herself, while a large...

Nami wavers on the brink of saying “no”. Kaelaen’s going to hear, she’ll know— the others will find out— This was never meant to go so far. But, oh, she aches inside with the need now. And in contrast with her other recent encounters, at least this man is gentler with her. Heart thumping in her...

The pause gives Nami time to catch her breath, to pull herself out of the spiral of panic. This isn’t how she wanted things to go. But at this point… the feeling of him, just beginning to enter her, the pleasure and the promise of release, makes her tremble. What does she want, anymore... “It’s...

Caught off guard, Nami has to clench her jaw to stop herself from crying out. If Kae were to hear and try to intervene… A chill of panic grips her as she frantically tries to protest at a hushed whisper. “Please, no – don’t, not like that—” Yet the quickening of her heartbeat isn’t all panic. A...

The caress of her head-tendril draws a gasp of pleasure from Nami, warm tingles running down her scalp. The rewarding touch of her latest mas— no! This is just a transaction! …But she is allowed to enjoy it, isn’t she…? Looking up at him, half-breathless, she maintains a steady rhythm, bringing...

Nami’s hands press her breasts tightly around hard form of the merchant’s member as she pleasures it with deep strokes, up and down, up and down. She finds herself breathing hard – from exertion and from the warm sensations that grow inside her too, her body craving more. Her lips are parted as...

A tingle of shameful excitement radiates through Nami’s body. There’s the urge to fully give in, let him have whatever he wants, but— no! She has to take some initiative, some control here. She helps him to roll her tunic up, bit by bit – tight as it is, it’s a bit of a struggle, uncovering...

A little jolt ran through Nami. She hesitated a moment before returning the kiss, her upper hand squeezing his a little tighter. Pressing herself in closer, without fully meaning to, wanting more of his touch. Conflicting desires tangled in her gut. To stop or to keep going, to run away or to...

Nami’s head whirled with confused feelings – her own sensations now blending with what she sensed from the merchant. Another man whose name she hadn’t even found out before— was she taking this too far, too fast? Yet she was reluctant to risk souring things by stopping now. The urge to please...

“Mmm.” Nami lets out a little moan at the man’s touch. She straightens up a little, leaning in close, encouraging him to keep going; while she slips her hand down into his unfastened trousers – her fingers gently searching, teasing, stroking. The instinct to please, to give him what he wants...

There’s still a part of Nami that protests at this, but she tells herself she’s in too deep to back out now. Casually she looks around, making sure nobody is watching too closely – hoping to signal to Kaelaen, if she’s able to see, that she has things under control. As she inspects the contents...

The merchant’s shyness throws Nami off her script a little. The men she’s tried this on before were more than eager to take charge, to take advantage. Is she the one taking advantage this time? But then – more than twenty mouths is a lot to feed… She makes a show of admiring the stocks of food...

Nami’s stomach sinks. Now, really? But she’s used to masking these kind of feelings. And now she feels a certain tingle of anticipation, the part of her that yearns to please. This is her taking charge of her own destiny, isn’t it? The only power she ever really has is in powerlessness… But...

Nami’s stomach lurches at what she’s considering. After everything that’s happened, and with Kaelaen right there, watching! But…every credit counts here. She has to do better! Trying to start subtle, she moves closer to the merchant; letting him look down at her more, emphasising his power in...

“Food. Yes. You’re right.” Nami divides up the credits she has and hands half to Kaelaen. “Let’s get as much as we can, to add to our stores. If we have to ask people to go out and work, it can at least be on a full stomach.” She looks over the vendors available, sparing a thought for the range...

Without thinking, Nami’s hand goes to her pocket – to where the pocket would be on her old jacket. Lost now, along with the credits that would be there. She sighs and pats the pockets she does have, looking to see how many credits she has on her. “Can you think of anything we need right away?”...

Nami laughed, feeling some of the weight of the situation lift – a burden she knew they all shared. Together, it would be easier. “I hope we won’t have to rob anyone,” she said. “Even little things here and there will add up. All we need for now is enough credits for food and fuel, and we can...

“No, I…” Nami searched for the right words. “I don’t want anyone to leave. I definitely don’t want them to go be pirates. I want to get them somewhere safe, somewhere they can really be free. I just don’t know where that is, or how long it will take.” She sighed. “I’ll try to persuade them, but...

Opportunities. Better than nothing. Nami found a quiet corner to make sure they weren’t overheard before talking over what they found with Kaelaen. “All right.” She counted on her fingers as she tried to order her thoughts. “We can tell the others what options we’ve found. Anyone who wants to...

Looking around, Nami took a moment to breathe, and to adjust her clothes a little. She needed to appear neat, composed, polite – not desperate, but not too threatening either. The way her borrowed outfit hugged her curves might be useful here, if she played her cards right. And it wasn’t like...