Unfair. That is in blatant violation of the same-sex rules charter, not that Aeryn is capable of pointing that out.

A trembling, throaty word flowed from her mouth; half-Plourr's name, half-whimper. She could feel her muscles protesting, hard-burn at the angle they were being bent. The soldier stretched her body further, bare buttocks rising up from the table.

Her heart beat out a harsh rhythm and it was practically all Aeryn could hear, her stomach matched it. In, out, undulating with waves of pleasure.

She physically couldn't take anymore. Mind whirling, body breaking, she cried out; a small sound fading in the humid air.