Chapter 4

Three years later

Samantha woke slowly, and moaned with pleasure. She felt so good, she'd never had an orgasm that long or intense before; she wanted another one.

Caressing and squeezing her breasts with her right hand, she moved her left down between her legs, and gasped as pain throbbed to life in her arm.

More awake now, she opened her eyes and looked around. As she did, she groaned in despair. She wasn't in bed, but in an escape pod.

She looked out the viewport, idly running a thumb over a hard nipple. "Computer where are we?"

"Entering orbit around unknown planet. Beginning re-entry procedures."

"Oh, that's good," Samantha said, and leaned back to watch the green planet, her hand rubbing her pussy through her clothes.

Samantha was a bit scared as the pod shook, and flames raced past the window as they entered orbit. She was also in pain; her left arm felt like it was on fire. She closed her eyes and tried to block out the building pain. She was also trying to block out the rising arousal the vibrations were causing.

She continued fighting both until the pain and pleasure mingled. Soon it became too much and she cried out as she orgasmed.

s the last of the tremors died away, Samantha's face burned with shame and embarrassment. She couldn't believe she'd orgasmed in the pod. She could still feel the delightful tremors as the pod descended lower into the atmosphere.

She blushed as the computer said, "Detecting structures."

"Are the people friendly?" Samantha asked, and then blushed hotly as erotic thoughts raced unwillingly through her mind.

"Unknown."

"Oh, I hope they are."

Then there was a loud bang, followed by a metallic scream. Samantha screamed as well. "What was that?"

"Atmospheric engines have suffered a catastrophic failure."

"Fix them!"

"Unable to comply."

"Why not?" Samantha demanded, seeing the numbers on the screen reducing rapidly, the viewport filling with the sight of the planet rapidly coming at them.

"I am a computer, not a certified atmospheric engine mechanic. Also, doing so would violate union rules and void the warranty."

Samantha screamed with frustration and fear, "DO SOMETHING!!!"

"Affirmative," The computer replied, after a moment. This was followed by a roar, and the little ship leveled off.

"What did you do?" Samantha asked, relieved.

"Activated the maneuvering thrusters."

"Why didn't you do that in the first place?"

"Because thruster fuel will be depleted in 15 seconds. 10 second, 9,,, "

Samantha screamed again.

She could make out the buildings now. She also saw they were heading right for them. Not wanting to crash into them and hurt anyone she yelled, "Try to land in that field to the left of the town!"

"Affirmative."

The little craft banked and loud bangs filled the cabin as it crashed through the trees. It hit the ground, whipping Samantha's head forward and back as it bounced, sending a shower of dirt and plant life into the air.

The craft landed again, skidding towards a rock.

"Rock! ROCK!" Samantha screamed in warning as it filled the viewport.

"Affirmative," came the reply.

Then the craft hit the rock with a crunch. Samantha's straps broke, sending her into the computer screen. She was blissfully unconscious as the craft flew up into the air, crashed down on its side several tens of yards past the rock, and cartwheeled to a stop, a twisted mass of smoking metal.