The Adventures of Whirlwind

Warfare in the Thirtieth Century

Episode 2

The Mercenary

Chapter 4 Carter

“Ugh!” Aello grunted as the lash cut across her breasts. Sergeant Chiba was slowly turning her body into a bloody mess. Her torso was a mass of welts. The men holding her hands over her head, would turn her body every now and then, allowing Chiba to flog both her back and her bosom.

Chiba stood back to admire his handiwork. He was panting heavily. It took quite a bit of effort to properly punish the naked young woman in front of him. He was also becoming sexually aroused, his penis stirring to life as his eyes swept over Aello’s beautiful body. The bitch was tougher than he had thought. Perhaps he should punish her the way he had originally planned. Rape was a satisfying form of vengeance. He stepped forward. He would just give her a few more blows and then he and his men would take her.

He raised his arm to strike again.

“Ugghh! Aaahhh!” Sergeant Chiba screamed in agony as his whip hand disappeared, sheared off in an intense beam of light. Then another burst of radiation cut him completely in half. The troops surrounding Aello whirled in the direction of the attack and then scattered in all directions. Moving toward them, and firing as it, came was a massive armoured figure. It stood about eight feet tall, and hovered three feet off the ground. Each arm carried an assortment of weapons, from lasers to armour piercing rail guns.

Chiba’s men had allowed themselves to be caught out in the open, and the operator of the power armour was very good at what he did. Not a man made it to safety as the lasers ripped them apart. Then the armoured figure turned to Aello. She lay huddled on the ground, where the soldier holding the rope had dropped her. Watching fearfully as the war machine came toward her, she tried to rise, but her legs would not support her.

Retracting its weapons array the armoured figure extended a pair of lifting arms and scooped Aello off the ground. She whimpered with pain as her lacerated torso made contact with the metal of the machine, but otherwise remained quiet. Then firing its rockets the rescuer in the power armour moved rapidly back in the direction he had come from. Scooting into a thick growth of trees he climbed without stopping into the open hatch of a shuttle craft.

Aello made no attempt to escape. Her lacerated body was close to going into shock. It would have been of little use in any case. She could not hope to match the mechanical strength of the power armour and she was in terrible pain. She could only hope that her rescuer, if that was what he was, was a friend.

She was deposited in the hold of the shuttle craft. Then the armoured figure moved over to a holding bay and parked the armoured suit. With a mechanical whirring a hatch at the pack of the armour opened and a man stepped out. Aello did not recognize him at first due to the fact that he was wearing a helmet, but there was something vaguely familiar about him.

Aello’s first reaction was shock as Elan Carter removed his helmet. Her second was of acute embarrassment as she tried without success to cover herself with her hands. Carter! What was he doing here? Why had he bothered to save her? Didn’t he pay any attention to his own rules?

Aello tried to work her mouth, but could only manage a pathetic little whisper. “What…” she began, but Carter interrupted her.

“Don’t talk. You’re a little bit beaten up. I’ll fix you up and then we’ll have a chat.”

Without any effort he stooped and picked her up. Aello lay in his arms, too weak to protest his hands on her naked body. Besides what could she do? She was not capable of walking without aid. Carter was right, she had been beaten up. Now that she was safe the pain of the injuries inflicted by Sergeant Chiba intensified. Gasping with pain she struggled to remain conscious.

Carter carried her into what was a small but very well equipped med center. He set her down on the examination table and began to hook her up to some medical apparatus. As he attended to her injuries he carried on a running commentary.

“What you did was pretty brave. When I heard about it I was impressed but damned annoyed as well. You had all of the loot in your mech. I fight for money and you had risked all of the profits for the trip. I decided to come back for you on the off chance that you might still be in one piece. That would enable me to pick up those components. I was really surprised when I came across those two wrecked Kamis. Damned if I know how you pulled that off, but any pilot that can take two of those babies out with only a light mech has some sort of karma.”

Carter finished attaching medical monitors to her. “I’m going to leave for a few minutes. Got to get this ship off the ground and pick up the salvage. Then we’re getting the hell out of here before the enemy shows up. He won’t stay stupid forever.”

Carter left Aello alone. She could hear the sound of machinery in action as the ship lifted off and then she found that she was becoming very drowsy. “Must have given me a sedative,” she thought.

Her eyes closed and she slept. When she awoke, she was no longer in the med center, but in one of the bunks in what passed for the crew quarters in the tiny ship. She sat up, suddenly feeling very hungry. As she did so, the door to the room opened and Carter stepped in.

“How you feeling?” he asked. Without waiting for an answer, he pulled down the blanket and sheet that covered her. To Aello’s acute embarrassment, she found that she was still completely nude. She folded her arms across her breasts, trying to hide a little bit of her nakedness. Carter seemed not to notice.

“Looks like that serum I gave you has done the trick. You won’t even have a scar.” For the first time, he seemed to notice Aello’s attempts to cover up.

“Oh, sorry,” he said. “You weren’t wearing anything when I picked you up and I had to clean you up.” He pulled the sheet back up, covering her once again.

“There’s a jumpsuit in the locker over there,” he indicated, pointing across the room. I’m going to be in the galley. I expect you’ll want some food.”

Carter got up and exited the room. Aello was famished. The medically enhanced healing process usually used up quite a bit of body energy and left patients ravenous. Aello was no exception. She dressed quickly and joined Carter in the galley.

He set a plate of scrambled eggs in front of her. “Hope you’re not some health nut,” he said. I don’t cook for special diets. But I use real eggs. I don’t go for that processed stuff.”

“Whatever you make will be fine,” Aello replied. She was beginning to suspect that behind his tough exterior, Carter was not as hard boiled as he liked everyone to believe.

Carter added some toast and coffee to the meal and then sat down to join her. “You are really something else, my Greek beauty. Taking on those two Kamis was a pretty brave act. You’re either pretty stupid or pretty gutsy. Anyway, I couldn’t just leave you behind after that. Wouldn’t have looked good to the rest of the squad. I sent them on ahead in the mother ship. We should catch up to them in a day or so.”

“I want to thank you for saving my life,” said Aello.

“Call it even” said Carter. “You saved Jeff’s ass, I saved yours. You also took out those two Kami. You smashed them up pretty good by dumping all that rock on them, but I got some good salvage. And I retrieved your Ocelot and the electronic components, so we made a nice profit. To tell you the truth, I can really use a pilot like you. It looks like your reputation was deserved. Your clan was damned stupid to boot you out over a little thing like your virginity.”

Aello blushed bright red. Her color change was impossible to hide from Carter. “Oh, sorry,” he said. “I forgot that an intact hymen is such a touchy subject amongst the Greeks.”

Aello said nothing. Carter’s reference to what she considered a very private part of her anatomy bothered her, but there was very little she could of about it, and making it into an issue would probably make it worse.

By now both of them had finished eating. Carter cleaned up, refusing to let Aello help. “You’re still recuperating. I think you better take it easy. Lie down for a bit. You’ll feel better in a day or so.”

Aello did as she was told and went back to her bunk. She lay down fully dressed. He mind was a bit of a whirl. She had never met anyone like Carter before. He seemed gruff, but he had taken very good care of her. It was hard to believe that his motives in looking after her were completely mercenary, even if that was what he was.

She closed her eyes and drifted off. It was as Carter had said, she did need rest to help her body recover from the beating it had taken.

She awoke a few hours later. The first thing she saw was Carter sitting on the opposite bunk, watching her. Strangely she felt comforted by his presence rather than annoyed. She sat up.

“Thought I better look in on you,” he said. “How do you feel now?”

“Much better, thank you.” Sliding her legs off the bed she tried to stand up and immediately regretted her decision. She swayed in a sudden moment of dizziness. Carter caught her and helped her back to the bunk. This close to her, his body seemed to emanate strength. On a sudden impulse, Aello wrapped her arms about his neck and planted a firm kiss on his lips. It was the first time she had ever kissed a man with any fervor.

Carter seemed taken aback by this sudden move. His body stiffened in surprise, but he was quick to recover. Taking Aello’s curvaceous body in his arms he kissed her back, long and passionately.

“Mmmm!” Aello murmured as she melded into his arms, getting as close to him as she could. She wasn’t sure what had come over her, but suddenly realized that she had wanted Carter ever since she had laid eyes on him. It was a feeling that was not part of her conservative Greek heritage, but that upbringing was now behind her. She only knew that she wanted Carter and wanted him badly. She panted in Carter’s arms, her heart beating wildly. She felt a dampness between her legs, and her nipples became stiffly erect.

She and Carter kissed again. She tried to pull him even closer to her, if that were possible, but he gently broke off the kiss, and tenderly pushed her back on her bunk. Aello tried to rise, but he held her down. Planting a kiss on her forehead Carter rose. “You are still a little fatigued, I think,” he said. “Regeneration takes a lot out of the system. If you and I are to make love you better be in prime condition. I’ll let you sleep some more.”

Before the startled warrior could reply Carter turned and left the room. Aello almost screamed in frustration. “Sleep?” she muttered. “How can I sleep when I’m so aroused I could have sex with myself?”

Angry, she flung herself down on the bed. Almost immediately, she felt quite tired. Perhaps Carter was right. He seemed to be right about a lot of things. Her eyes closed again. Within seconds the only noise was the gentle sound of her deep breathing.

She awoke refreshed, but with a feeling that she had made a fool of herself. Still, what had Carter said: “If you and I are to make love…?” She washed and combed her luxuriant hair. There was no makeup kit in the small bathroom, so she would just have to depend on her natural beauty.

Carter was waiting for her when she emerged from the crew quarters. He was laying out the limited serving ware that the shuttle contained - in this case plastic knives and forks. He looked at her appraisingly. “You look radiant,” he said. “That extra sleep has left you fully recovered.”

Aello found herself blushing, but Carter made no further comment. He waved her graciously toward the small mess table that he was setting.

For supper Carter had prepared something special. He had used the food synthesizer to create a number of Italian dishes, complete with what turned out to be a very fine wine. It was much better that the usual plonk that came out of the machine. Her Greek heritage made Aello something of a connoisseur when it came to wine, and that served by Carter met with her approval.

“Look,” said Aello, as she downed her third glass of wine. “I’m sorry about this morning. I guess it was the injury. I felt I owed you something.”

“Oh, don’t apologize. You do owe me something. But I didn’t want my payback this morning. You wouldn’t have lasted five minutes in the condition you were in.” Carter had gotten to his feet and moved to Aello’s side of the table. “Please understand me. I did not decline your advances out of a misplaced sense of honour.” He cupped Aello’s chin and raised her face so that he could look into her eyes. “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met. And the most desirable.”

Aello found herself blushing again. This time with pleasure. She had felt a bit crushed when Carter had not reciprocated her advances this morning.

Carter stroked her hair and she leaned her head against his flat, hard stomach. He placed his hands on her arms and raised her up. Their lips met for the third time, and this time the kiss was long and passionate.

Carter flicked his tongue over Aello’s lips. She parted her mouth, enabling their tongues to intertwine. For several minutes they explored one another’s mouths. At the same time, Carter was running his hands over Aello’s willing body. He started near her narrow waist and moved slowly upward toward her firm breasts. When he reached the neck of her jumpsuit, he slowly pulled down her zipper and slid his hand over her collarbone, tracing its finger along the delicate curves of the upper part of her breasts.

Impulsively, Aello reached up and unzipped Carter’s suit the way that he had hers. She pulled the Zipper down past his navel. Shrugging his shoulders, Carter shook off the rest of the suit allowing it to fall past his hips. He stooped and slipped off his boots and stood before her in all his nakedness.

For an “older” man, Carter was in very good shape. In fact, he appeared to be all muscle. More interesting, however, was the size of his manhood. It was not yet fully erect, but was already over eight inches in length. As Aello watched it grew a further inch.

Carter laughed at the look on Aello’s face. It was a mixture of awe, lust, and a little fear. She had only had sex once, and that had been a brutal rape. To her a large penis reminded her of pain. And although she knew that consensual sex was supposed to be wonderful, she could not help feeling apprehensive.

Carter seemed to catch her mood. “Don’t worry, my Greek beauty,” he said kissing her forehead, “I will be gentle.”

Without finishing undressing her, he picked her up and carried her into the bunkroom. The bunk was small, but large enough for Carter to lie beside her. He lay her on the bunk, and proceeded to remove the rest of her clothing.

Aello ran her hands over his powerful body, feeling the dynamic curve of his muscles as they rippled beneath his skin. Carter’s lips met hers again and they gently kissed gently for several minutes. Then Carter began to kiss Aello all over her body. He started at her neck and ears and then moved slowly down to her breasts. He was a masterful tease. He did not take her nipples into his mouth as she expected he would, but instead licked the underside of her full, heavy breasts and then began to move his tongue in circles about her areola. Slowly he moved in closer and closer to the nipple, but each time managed to avoid taking her erect tit in his mouth and instead moved away from the center of her breast.

Aello found this teasing almost more than she could bear. Arching her back, she thrust her breasts toward him. Finally she seized the back of his head and pulled him to her. “Suck them, suck them,” she begged.

Finally, Carter accommodated her, clamping his teeth lightly on her swollen pink buds and then sucking on each of them. Aello was driven almost wild as Carter suckled her nipples. She closed her hand over his engorged phallus and began to massage it vigorously.

“Ohh,” Carter moaned. His response aroused Aello even more. It was the first time she had managed to excite a man. Incredibly, she was almost on the verge of orgasm and he had not even stimulated her nether region as yet.

Carter allowed Aello to fondle him for several minutes, before abandoning her breasts and moving his mouth lower and lower. He dragged his tongue over her navel, and down her pelvis, finally inserting its wet tip between her labia. The action caused Aello to become so wet, that she actually squirted, splashing beads of vaginal moisture over Carter’s face.

“Whoa,” he exclaimed, “you really are ready aren’t you?”

By way of reply, Aello spread her long legs. She desperately wanted him inside her.

Carter moved into position to take her. His massive phallus was fully erect. Aello readied herself to take his first thrust, she hoped that it would not be too painful.

Treating her like the most tender of virgins, Carter slowly thrust his penis into her vagina. He went very slowly, fully cognizant of the fact that Aello’s only other sexual experience had been a brutal rape.

Aello felt her tight vagina stretch to accommodate him. There was no pain, only a feeling of wondrous pleasure. Aello gave out a long drawn out moan of erotic desire. Wrapping her strong leg about him she tried to pull him deep within her.

Mindful of Aello’s previous experience, Carter proceeded slowly. His slow gentle penetration brought her to the edge of sexual ecstasy. Deeper and deeper he thrust into her. Aello took him all the way. Her passion mounted as he penetrated her to the full extent of his massive phallus.

“Aaaahhh! Aaaahhh!” she screamed as her vagina convulsed in a full orgasm. She came again and again, until finally she collapsed in complete exhaustion.

The explosive contractions of Aello’s love canal pushed Carter over the top. With a groan of ecstasy he shot his seed into her. They held one another close, and then they slept.

When Aello awoke, Carter was gone. She got up, showered, brushed her hair, dressed and went out to find him at the control console of the shuttle. He turned his head as she came in.

“There it is,” he said, pointing to the viewscreen. Aello looked. Directly ahead was the mother ship. The mission was coming to an end. A sense of disappointment swept over her. She knew that Carter was unlikely to permit their relationship to continue once they were among the other members of the crew. With a sense of loss, she watched as the mother ship grew ever closer.

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