Station Enterprise

From humble beginnings, and no small amount of physical labor, the prison ship Purgatory had finally become a profitable venture. The refurbished cattle ship saw no small amount of trouble in its early restructuring, from uprisings among the inmates to failure in basic infrastructure and ship integrity, never mind outright mutinies by those working under its harsh, soul-draining conditions - the amount of money spent by the Blue Suns to simply maintain it had been an outright drain on their resources, where one step forward was, as a rule, followed by two steps back.

While Warden Kuril wished he could have attributed their turn of fortune towards the company's sheer determination, his own foremost among them, and the justice of their cause, what had actually changed it all was the arrival of Subject Zero.

More specifically, her ceaseless, voracious appetite had proven to be the saving grace of the entire venture. He had quickly realized that whether it pertained to the daily challenges faced by the guards, the inmates, or some unscrupulous politician coming for a visit, the key to having the station operate smoothly was, simply, to allow Jack complete and utter freedom of movement. Inmates would find the early stirring of a fight broken up by the powerful biotic's sudden arrival and the yard quickly turning into a frenzied endeavor of copulation, guards would find their break room suddenly turned into a den of debauchery, and Kuril himself had awoken more than a few times by his member being tended to by plump, hungry lips.

He had no means of knowing why, truly, the woman simply had not jumped on the nearest ship and moved on from the premise, but he had a feeling that as long as they kept supplying her with an endless stream of eager lovers, new and old, she wouldn't feel the impulse to crumble the prison like a machine does redemption bottles.

"Good girl..."

His colleague let out a moan as Jack's tongue twirled along his member, and Kuril himself sighed, allowing her deft fingers to simply work their magic along his length.

It was a gamble, but one he was willing to make.

For the Blue Suns, of course.

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Wednesday wallpaper! It's the first day I actually feel a bit better after having caught this infection, so hopefully I just keep on trucking on the path of recovery now. Even got a full night's sleep, unlike the guards above, so enjoy yourselves some Jack while I scramble to sort out all the things I've neglected while sick :)

Thank you, as always, for your continued support and for all of your kind words! The dizzy spells are becoming less frequent and my nose occasionally allows me to breathe properly through it, so fingers crossed I'm shaking this soon! Hope you're doing well out there, all things considered.

Take care of yourselves, and each other!
/DH