"Hey Sharon, Helo said he left the CAP schedule he was working on in here," Starbuck said as she stepped through the hatch.
"Yeah," came the reply from the bunk against the rear bulkhead. "They're on the desk," Sharon explained, gesturing towards the desk.
Starbuck glanced at the desk at the foot of the bunk, spotted some papers on it, and took a step. The she looked back at Sharon on the rack, and paused.
Sharon was almost completely covered by a standard issue blanket, with only her face really visible. The corner of the blanket even covered most of her left arm, with just her hand sticking out, right by the bedpost. Her right arm appeared to be uncovered, but Starbuck couldn't really see it over her breasts.
What had caught her eye was that there was a flash of metal at Sharon's neck, and on her left wrist. When she had gestured towards the desk, Starbuck thought she had heard a chain as well.
"Sharon?" Starbuck asked inquisitively as she changed direction and walked over to the bunk. "What's going..." she began, trailing off.
There was definitely a cuff around her left wrist, which was attached to the bed post. Her right arm was also cuffed to the bed post on the far side of the bunk.
"I'm a dangerous Cylon," Sharon said with a seductive smile. "I need to be kept chained down."
Starbuck stared down at her a few heartbeats, then reached out towards the top of the blanket. "Yes you do," she agreed, nudging the blanket down and tugging at the steel collar around her neck. "Frakkin' Cylon."
Then Starbuck ripped the blanket away, revealing a naked Sharon, with her legs spread, and her ankles cuffed to the lower bed posts.
"Definitely," Starbuck reiterated, eyeing her taunt body lustfully.
"Close the hatch though," Sharon suggested, nodding towards the entrance.
Starbuck glanced back at the slightly opened hatch, then back to Sharon.
"Sure," she replied, reaching down and twisting her nipple as she turned and headed back towards the hatch.
She secured it, and quickly returned to her submissive Cylon.
"Frakkin' Cylon," Starbuck muttered as she pulled her top off. Her bra quickly hit the deck as well. "Frakkin', sexy ass Toaster," she continued as she stripped out of her pants, boots, and finally her panties. "Keep your Cylon ass chained to a rack, so we can fuck you anytime we want," she said as she climbed onto the bunk, and straddled her. She leaned down, and gave Sharon a slow, open-mouthed kiss, while groping her tit with one hand.
"If it's you, then you can fuck me anytime you want," Sharon replied once Starbuck had broken the kiss.
"Hmmmm, sounds like a plan," Starbuck said as she kissed her again, her hand reaching down to find her pussy already wet. "Launch Vipers."
Sharon moaned, and arched her back as Starbuck's fingers found her clit. They grinded against each other a bit as they made out, then Starbuck flipped around, so her head was down by Sharon's pussy, and her own pussy was pressed into Sharon's face.