"Hmm? Wait a minute... Something doesn't add up... Your records show that you have not taken any large bounties in this entire month, yet you say your income is 60k a month? Please specify if you have any other sources of income!"
"Everybody's a ship captain, my dear. Most people don't get paid for it!" The voice says, chuckling. "But, your information checks out. Her contract is worth another five years, and at two thousand per year, that brings you to a total of ten thousand credits. May I have your credit chit number?" The woman asks.
"Lovely. Sorry for the inconvenience. Hope you have a better day than what just happened." she hangs up the phone "So... Taryn is her name and for all intents and purposes... we own her for five years."
She giggles "Actually, we just bought her forever I think! Well... guess I got what I wanted huh?" She grinds her cocks about inside her pussy some more. "Taryn... very cute!"
"Sweet! We get to fuck this jiggly girl all day long!" He says, high fiving her. "Speaking of which, we should probably get our dicks out of her now. She's definitely gonna feel sore later..." He mutters, looking down at her.
"Whiiich is already pretty fucking big." Alex mutters, wiggling his knots out, followed by his cocks and a bit of cum from Taryn's asshole. He picks her up and throws her over his shoulder. "So where do we keep her to let her recover?" He asks. They see Pyro waving from her spot on a beach mat. Huh. Good timing. Alex walks over and sits down next to Pyro, letting the tired girl rest on the mat between them.
"You whaaaat!?" Pyro asks, leaning away from her and giving her a look that asks her if she's pulling their legs. Zaren too, gives her an incredulous look, while Rina and Rasha just grin, pretty much expecting this from the start.
"No, i'm serious! Apparently this race is so cock starved that these grils imprint on whoever fucks them first. Since that was Alex and I... we kind of broke her. So now she is ours... I own her contract and by extension... her."
"You BROKE her!? Oh my god you idiot!" Pyro groans, sighing and slumping back in the sand. "Hey, in her defence, we don't really know if we did. She's probably just passed out from the pleasure!" Alex says, curling his arm around Olivia protectively. "Not helping, Alex!" Pyro groans.
"Oh come on Pyro... it isn't that bad. We are going to give her a job anyway... our baby sitter for when work keeps us away from the kiddos! We are not slave drivers... she will live a normal life."
"Hmm? Oh. Okay. I suppose that works..." She mutters before poking Taryn's ass. "Mm. Nice and soft." She pokes her breasts. "Same. I guess the kids are going to have nice pillows too!" She says, giggling and squeezing a breast.
"Preggo hormones!" Alex whispers loud enough for everyone to hear. Pyro glares at him and slings a mudball at his face, which hits right on target. His eye twitches, and the next thing Olivia knows, everybody is in the middle of a mudball fight!
A few shots land, and Rina yelps, turning and flinging more mud at Alex. Pyro and Zaren are in the middle of a mini war, each lobbing missiles at the other, while Rasha runs around throwing balls at random targets
Rasha squeaks loudly as Olivia suddenly grabs her and uses her as a shield, and is instantly hit by a flurry of mudballs! Quite a lot land on Olivia too, since she's holding up a rather tiny lizard.
Rasha squeaks again as the mud is scooped off her breasts and thrown. Olivia manages to land a shot on Zaren's face, Pyro's butt, and poor Alex gets it right in the nuts.