Hannah loved being gagged, but not when it was because she was scraping rotten wood off the walls of her bedroom. The cloth over her mouth and foggy working goggles were miserable to wear, but it kept her from inhaling mould or going blind from flying wood bits. Work crews, too busy with the rest of the ship and too ugly to fuck, left her with little choice. They were about to lift off by the time she had finished. Somehow Mari lucked out with her room and was already helping Liddy with hers. They were pinning sheets up to cover the unfinished walls when Hannah walked in.
"Seems the fuck breaks haven't slowed you down much," Hannah observed smiling as much at her joke as relief at taking her mask off.
"Interview is over. There were no fuck breaks. I told you I'm trying to keep this professional!" Liddy scolded, softening it with a smile.
"Well, I'm finally ready to move my bed in so I have a place to sleep after we launch."
"Oh DAMNIT! We need to take off before noon!" Liddy exclaimed, running to the window to check the clock mounted high on the wall in the docks. "Okay, we've got five minutes to get up. Mari, help Hannah while I wrangle our engine girls and get us in the air."
Liddy rushed off to the bridge while Mari and Hannah went down to the cargo room and started manhandling the bed. There were eight rooms on the bottom deck, four on either side, and both girls picked the rooms closest to the stairs leading up to the lounge. As they finally got the bed in place the floor moved, and both of them tumbled to the floor.
"Really? I finally get a bed in here and we fall on the floor instead?" Hannah asked, annoyed.
"Quit complaining! I landed on the floor, you landed on me!" Mari retorted, with a grunt of pain.
The ship shook a few more times as it moved away from the docks and into the air. During takeoff, Hannah happily remained on the floor with her head resting on Maris' breasts like pillows. The girls slowly found their feet once things had settled down and made their way to the lounge. They could see that a few things had fallen over. Hannah was thankful that nothing had broken, and figured Liddy must have gone to great lengths to make sure the whole place was as secure as possible. With chairs tipped back the right way and paintings made level again, Mari led Hannah back into Liddy's room to help finish with the sheets on the wall. It was a quick and easy way to avoid painting or breaking out the varnish.
"Okay, Liddy has way more sheets than she needs for this. Let's take some for our rooms so that we don't end up trying to get men's cocks out and hard while they are terrified of slivers," Mari suggested.
"Sounds good to me. She has a sunroof, but I'd like to install a mirror over my bed so I can watch the men on top of me pound away. That being said, it might be better to do in the rooms up here than in our personal space," Hannah responded.
"Good call. I think we should have one room that's full of mirrors. Like a theme to each room," Mari added. As they hauled the extra sheets down the stairs that were, thankfully, now rust free.
"A velvet room is a must. Everything so soft, no hard corners, doesn't matter where you get thrown or fucked against, it's all going to feel good." Hannah grabbed half the sheets and started putting them up in her room.
"Careful with the hooks, don't wanna put holes in these sheets. I'm guessing Liddy wants them in good condition," Mari cautioned. "Liddy is going to have the classy noble woman's room when it's done and not covered in sheets. I think a dungeon room is called for."
Hannah laughed. "Keep the sheets around, though. We need to hide our bondage kit so it doesn't scare anyone off. I once brought a guy home who saw my chains and he got totally freaked out."
"Poor Hannah. Lost a fuck because he found out what a skank you are," Mari teased.
"Lost, nothing! I chained him up and rode him all night. He couldn't help but be hard as I played with him, and I was on top, as he tried to buck me off. Felt amazing, and eventually he gave in and filled me right up. Having spent so long fighting me, he built up quite a load for a big finish. Afterwards, he wanted to 'teach me a lesson' and fucked me again to 'punish' me after I let him loose. I was impressed he was able to get hard so quickly." Hannah laughed. "As fun as it was, I always remembered to hide things until I needed them after that."
"Fine fine!" Mari relented. "We hide the chains and such. What about the last room?"
"Maybe Liddy has an idea. It is her ship after all," Hannah stated as Liddy walked in, looking slightly frazzled. "Smooth ride, boss!"
Liddy stuck her tongue out. "For my first time ever flying anything, I think I did amazing. Now, our current pilot is a rope on the wheel, so I shouldn't have to do much for the next three days other than correct our course on occasion. How are things out here? Anything broken?"
"Nothing," Mari replied. "Everything is rather durable and the booze is safe."
"Glad to hear it," Liddy replied with relief as she fetched herself a drink. "Everything I bought, I made sure could handle a beating."
"Like slamming me down on it and climbing on top?" Hannah teased.
"Damn skippy. I expect everything on this ship to be fucked on or against at some point, so It better be able to take it." Liddy sipped her drink, finally relaxing after the ordeal of takeoff.
The next three days were spent cleaning and hiding the things they couldn't clean. A carpet was finally laid down in the hallway from the cargo bay to the stairs. The four rooms, while cleaned of debris and mould, were empty and wouldn't be used for work. The unused bedrooms were in much the same state. Hannah and Mari weren't happy with their rooms, but they would work well enough since most clients would be more focused on their bodies than the decor.
"I will be taking us in for the landing soon. The city is on top of the cliff and the docks are in the side of it." Liddy explained. "As a result, the imaginative people who settled there named the city Clifftop. Assuming we survive my landing, we will be heading out to hunt some clients. I have a few ideas, but I will know more once we land. A member of the local tourism board is going to be waiting for us."
"They know what we do?" Mari asked.
"Nope, so that will be interesting." Liddy sighed. "Now excuse me. I need to make sure we don't die."
Liddy returned to the helm on the bridge and took the rope off the helm. She spun the massive wooden wheel, adjusting her course while yanking on the lever to reduce the throttle. Slowly and carefully, she manoeuvred inside the massive opening in the side of the cliff. A small gyrocopter flew into view with signal lights to guide her to her slip. Just as her nerves were beginning to settle with the smoothness of the task, a sudden flash of movement from the left caused her to veer off to avoid a collision. A smaller vessel had crossed right in front of her, and just as she was starting to swear at the near miss, a sudden jolt to her ship almost knocked her to the floor. Holding on to the wheel as she regained her footing, she desperately tried to steer the ship back on course. The gyrocopter in front of her frantically signalled towards an empty slip to dock. Liddy got the ship down as quickly as possible, avoiding any further damage.
"Liddy are you alright?!" Hannah shouted, coming onto the bridge.
Liddy, still gripping the wheel tightly, looked around at Hannah. "Some asshole cut me off and, trying to miss them, I hit something else."
Hannah helped Liddy let go of the wooden handles of the wheel, and guided her off the bridge. Another quick drink helped calm her down before they disembarked to deal with whatever fallout there was.
Liddy was wearing a red-silk dress and red high heel shoes. Her black bra and garter stockings were slightly visible through the thin fabric. Hannah was in her favourite yellow dress made from a stretchy and durable material that hugged her figure. It could slide up or down for easy disrobing, like her slip-on, yellow shoes. Matching yellow underwear blended in but, she skipped wearing a bra, letting her dress do all the work of keeping her distracting tits in view. Mari elected to wear a short, leather skirt with a slit in the side over her fishnet stockings, and an underbust corset of red and black. The black lace came up over her breasts and kept as much as it could from view but failing wonderfully. The boots Mari wore were her favourite. Tall black leather to her knees, with massive soles and heels. The three emerged from the doorway in the lounge as a bridge extended from the dock to the ship.
A very upset man in a heavily worn work suit was waiting for them. A rather timid-looking man in a much finer suit standing behind him.
"What the..!" the upset man stuttered as the women walked out. "...heck were you..." he stuttered "...doing?" He paused to study them for a moment before resuming. "You swiped a figurehead off the prow of another ship."
"We were cut off by another ship!" Liddy yelled in anger. "You want someone to blame? Find them!"
"My people saw no other ship. I don't know what the damages are, but we have already promised them compensation. You can expect to be paying for it."
"I haven't the money for anything like that. I barely have enough for the docking fee alone."
"If you can't pay the fees and the fine, then your ship is impounded."
"Fees aren't due until we leave. You can't do that."
"They are when you crash into other ships!"
"Look, I can cover the fine with what money I have left. The fees I'm sure we can negotiate in my bed," Liddy explained with reluctance and well hidden inward disgust.
The offer took the man back for a moment. "In your bed now, and fees still due at the end of the week."
"Deal," Liddy said with a forced smile.
She took the hand of the dockmaster and lead him into her room. Hannah and Mari waited on the ramp, wondering what to do with themselves. Hannah knew Liddy was not happy about having a sweaty brute pawing at her, but they all knew that sex was something to be exchanged like money for them. Then Hannah had an idea of how to help Liddy. She looked at the blushing man in the suit, who seemed quite stunned at the transpiring events.
"Are you the gentleman from the tourism board?" Hannah asked.
"Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry about whatever it was that went wrong. Is she really..." he trailed off.
"Don't worry. Our trade is in sex, so this is just how we settle our business." Hannah acted as though this wasn't their first time. "If you are going to help us market our services to the appropriate crowd, perhaps you would care to sample them?"
He blushed a deep shade of red. "Oh, my. I..." He paused while he manned up. "Yes, that sounds amazing."
