EXTRACT FOR
Ship of Perverts
(Crimson Rose)

Waking from cryo-sleep just nine days into their one-year journey, Chief Security Officer Myles stepped out of his thawed-out compartment, stretched the stiffness from his muscles and then walked butt naked out of the cryo chamber where the rest of the crew remained on ice. Alone on the ship, he went to the mess hall where he scarfed down an emergency ration of sweet and sour rice and chicken if only to not leave a replicator trace. Hunger sated; he then went to his quarters for a hot shower before making his way to the brig. Knowing exactly the prisoner he wanted to play with, he went to the computer terminal, input Captain Ulo's credentials to help hide his trail, tapped his way to the desired profile, disengaged the locking system that would open the door automatically and then waited for the occupant within to thaw. 

When the light on the Cryo-cell turned green, Myles engaged the internal intercom. "Name: Kimra. Species: Hecvese. Gender: female. Age: twenty-seven. You have been sentenced to natural life at Blackport Penitentiary for... damn! Two-hundred-seventy-seven counts of sexual assault. Impressive. We are currently nine days into the yearlong journey and I should be in stasis just as you were, but why waste a year when there are so many beautiful women to pass the time with? That being said, I'm giving you two choices. I let you out, we spend the next year having fun and then you go back on ice, or I freeze you and choose someone else to fuck. You've got thirty seconds to decide."

"I'll do whatever you want, Master!" Kimra replied, her voice frantic. "Please, just let me out of this thing and I'll do whatever you command of me."

"I see from your file that you are indeed incredibly submissive, a sex slave one might say, but you're also a manipulative bitch that won't hesitate to strike out at anyone that refuses to give you exactly what you want."

"Please, Master! I'm begging you! Let me out and I'll be whatever you want me to be."

"Yes, yes you will, but I'm not stupid. Computer, initiate program Myles Alpha thirty-nine and place on prisoner five-three-zero-zero-eight-one."

"Program initiated," the computer replied. A moment later sleek, seamless black metal bands appeared around Kimra's neck, biceps, wrists, waist, thighs and ankles ??" each with front, back and side d-rings. "Program complete."

"Since you can't really move around in there let me explain. The bands that are now permanently locked onto your sexy body are equipped with micro-transporters that, with the utterance of a single word will, send you to the freezing depths of space where you'll then be atomized. Is it extreme? Absolutely. But also necessary when dealing with a convicted psychopath. Now, criminal record notwithstanding, I like you, Kimra, and I think we can have a lot of fun together but only if you're willing to play by the rules."

"W-What are the rules, Master?"

"I command, you obey. It's that simple. According to your profile you've engaged in every perversion imaginable so I don't think you'll have any problems fulfilling a few fantasies, but I've been wrong before."

"I'll do whatever you command, Master. Please, let me out and I'll be your willing and obedient fuck slave for as long as you wish to use me."