Space Babe Cam Girl

I was half listening to the flight control as I readied my ship. The engines were warming as I double checked my trajectory. It should take about 2 weeks if I don't make any stops. This one should be my last one.

I strapped into my flight harness, shifting so the pressure was off of my tits. My vintage fighter ship was not built for a lady's comfort. I loved her all the same. She has been my home for the past 3 years. I had lived with my family and worked crazy jobs all over the place to finally come up with the money to buy her for my 20th birthday. She still feels like pure freedom. My Captain's chair started vibrating from my ship's power. I blew a kiss to the little camera attached above the window.

The flight towers directed me up and off the planet. I bounced around as the thrusters engaged, taking us out of the atmosphere. I reached down to turn up my stereo. Soon the growling vintage music of men screaming and drums pounding, surrounded me. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back into the chair., letting my body feel the sensations of the violent vibrations. I was in heaven.

We made it off the planet. We were up in space and on our way with no issues. She was a fast ship, despite her age. My brother and father were mechanics so I knew how to do most of her maintenance myself. I've also done a decent amount of upgrades and modifications that were more on the fun side, the lights that splash down the metal walls in any color I could possibly come up with were waiting in one of my new box to be installed from my shopping trip.

I was happy I made the stop. I had to get food and supplies anyways. This planet had great restaurants and one of my absolute favorites. I was sad I couldn't stay longer, but at least I could run into a few shops and get takeout before we had to leave. There was already a pile of boxes waiting for us at the docking bay, that I had purchased ahead of time.

Once we left orbit and settled out, I checked the monitors one more time. Everything was stable and the autopilot was set.

I unbuckled my harness and headed out of the cockpit. I rolled my neck and shoulders out and went to check on my cargo. I was getting sweaty from all the adrenaline despite my jumpsuit unzipped down to my below my navel. The blast of cold air that greeted me from the holding room was exactly what I needed. It felt amazing on my hot skin. My large breast trapped a lot of heat. I wanted to tear my suit off.

I focused on work and pulled up the log from the transportation cryo- pod. Everything was operational. My bounty's vitals were normal. Everything was fine. Now, the shopping bags were calling to me. I closed the room door on the panel and double check the bay temperature.

I was satisfied and headed to my bathroom to strip off my jumpsuit. I hopped into my little shower, needing to freshen up before I try on all my new outfits. I might as well get my camera out. I pulled on a long vintage movie T-shirt and then headed to the enormous pile of boxes and bags that I had thrown into my stowaway closet by the door. I rummaged around until I found a pink bag with pink tissue paper spilling out of it. I grabbed another box that I was looking for and a bag full of cloth and lingerie. I went to the hatch in the floor and tossed the things I was holding down into it, I climb down the ladder after them. I hopped off the wrong to land in my enormous, beautiful, plush bed.

I sunk into it immediately. It was my favorite place in the entire world. I had made the old machine gun turret into my bedroom. Space streamed by as I lounged in comfort.

I leaned into my giant pile of pillows and pulled out my electronic pod and hit a few buttons. My monitors folded out from overhead to face me and circle around. I picked up my headset and quickly sent out a message, typed out on my electronic pad then I pressed "LIVE".

A view of myself came up in the monitor.

"How was your blastoff?" I asked.

"I was right there with you, baby." A man with a western drawl told me as his feet came up on my monitor.

I wiggled my fingers at him as he started sending credits.

A few few more men popped up with and without cameras.

"I watched your perfect tits, bouncing slow motion at least 20 times in a row."

I smiled and ran my hand over my tits through my T-shirt.

"Please," he begged. "I just need to see your tits." He started sending credits.. I was starting to get really horny. I was already turned on after having fun in the sex shop and now having these men tell me that they love watching me be a slut, was intoxicating.

The images that I could see of them popped up as they typed. Some were fully dressed some were naked, some only have their cocks in view.

I pulled out my shopping bags and started spreading out the toys on my bedspread. I had a whole new collection of vibrators and plug-in devices. I also had some new dildos and plugs. I was not quite ready for the plugs, but when I am, I have every option.

There was also a pile for clamps, riding whips rope, tape floggers candles leather cuffs, and bars. One of my followers sent me their credit card to go shopping with and I did not waste a dime.

I leaned back into my pillows and pulled my shirt up my thighs, just barely concealing me.

"I'm not gonna lie. I've been horny all day." I told them honestly "I was completely wet in the sex shop and haven't been able to think straight."

I was also sexually frustrated after my bounty arrest did not go as planned. He was even bigger in person and scarier than his mug shot. I had to flirt with him aggressively for a while before he got the hint. I took his hand and led him to the dirty bathroom of the bar. I was wanting to fuck him first, but tragically I only had time to sedate him and get him on my ship.

"I need some relief." I smiled. "So which ones should I start with?"

Suggestions came flooding in with various credit amounts.

"500 credits - nipple clams"

I whimpered at the man who was requesting it. I sat up on my knees and pulled my shirt over my head, revealing my naked body. I stroked my fingernails over my nipples to stimulate them. Groaning at the contact. I picked up the chain and squeezed open the clamp. I positioned it right over my tiny pink nipple.

"You want this?" I asked them.

"Yes, please baby"

"I bet she is going to cry."

"I would give anything to suck your perfect little nipples"

"I love watching you in agony"

I knew it was going to hurt. I let go, let it clamp down into my skin. I screamed out, almost unable to take it.

"That's so fucking good baby." He told me as he showed me his cock. "Keep going." He sent another 500 while I positioned the second one. I was panting and crying. I could see he was stroking his cock in his office. I watched him intensely on the monitor. The second one snapped onto me. I fell forward on my hands, the weight of the chain connecting the clamps tugged on my crazy sensitive nipples. I looked up at my monitors, strong hands sliding up and down their hard cocks, others had tense torsos doing work under the camera's view. I was surrounded by people watching my stream all telling me how badly they wish their cock was in my mouth or in my cunt or in my ass. I loved it. It was all so hot and slutty. I love when the random strangers watch me cum, getting money for it is even sluttier.

I got back on my knees, trembling.

"I need to cum." I begged into the camera. Fuck, my body could barely take it and it made my pussy so much more needy. "Please, please, I need to cum."

"1000 credit- sit on your vibrator. Hands behind your back." So hot. I nodded eagerly and grabbed my huge wand. I spread my legs and slipped it between them. I turned it on. Its low speed was already crazy. I settled my pussy on it so my vibrator pushed into my clit. I turned it on. The vibrations immediately started to soothe my desperate need for contact. I clasped my arms behind my back.

"My nipples hurt so bad." I cried out. I started shaking as my orgasm came fast from the pain. The shaking made the chain swing and tug.

"Im going to cum. Im going to cum." I cried to them. I heard money transfers encouraging me as my eyes squeezed shit. I opened them to stare into the camera as I came, my eyelid fluttering as my body tensed and shook.

I looked up at the monitors.

"1000 credits - Again."