She reached into the locked shelf. She found the key where it was hidden (Robin knew the place too, so let him get the ship home or to Hell), unlocked... it and pulled out the pistol. Even in the darkness she slid back the bolt and saw the brass gleam of the cartridge case. The 90-grain slug would make a mess, but the pain would end. She put the muzzle in her mouth, pointed it upward toward the top of her head and pulled the trigger. Click. Stunned, shaking, she tried to slide out the magazine. No. Lena's cunt tingled as she sneered down, enjoying his obedience as she felt her array of whips; she wanted him to pay for her disappointment in not gaining his ownership. Astra noted her cruel smile."Please use a soft crop or flail on him Lena, I don't want him damaged so close to the Ball; I want him to pass 'the performance' easily, you can make him sting and take pride in knowing your tits will see the last cream he shoots before the event." Lena smiled wickedly as she chose a soft but. It might be a different story once he reached his destination, she had no real idea of where he was actually leading her, but they had a shared goal in wanting to get as far away from the Covenant lines as possible.Besides, it was a refreshing change from having overly eager males or blabbering Unggoy chatting in her ear all day. She relished the peace and quiet.The Imp tossed her another packet, and she caught it, turning it over in her hands. He watched as she opened it up, a sweet smell. It’s my mistake, Tasha, and I promise to do better to see you for who you ARE not who I thought you were. I’m sorry.”Tasha’s face softened, and her hands dropped from her hips.“Then there is only one thing to do.”“What’s that?”“For you to take off my clothes and fuck me until I’m unconscious!”I smiled, nodded, and did exactly as she had asked. Our long, hard, almost violent coupling left us both semi-conscious, sweaty, and gasping for breath. After just enough rest for our breathing to return.