The building rubble around us was ripped up by another explosion as rounds continued to search through the smoke and debris. I shifted and fired across and up into the gun position as my men tried to pull back. We were in chamaeleon suits but somehow the enemy had found us. I continued to fire and shift aim across the front and flank until my team was set.

I rolled and turned to rush back and to the side and that was when the enemy brought in the indirect fire. I dove down next to a destroyed armored carrier as explosions began impacting around me. They hit the building and the street and huge chucks were tossed everywhere. I spun and pulled the twenty millimeter grenade launcher from my right thigh.

I crawled to the corner of the vehicle and leaned out to fire into several buildings as my men continued to retreat. Inner walls were blown apart and three of the four buildings sagged before starting to collapse. I spun and came to my feet as I rushed through the smoke and debris and into the ruins of a building.

I did not stop or slow as I kept going and hoped there was a way out the back. The whole building shook under repeated impacts as I saw a doorway and went through it. The building began to buckle and collapse as I went through the door and out into the next street. I turned and kept going as the building fell and the explosions continued behind me.

My men were alive and clear which was all I cared about as I slowed and moved towards their positions. I sat up and looked around the room with my heart continuing to beat fast. I looked like a young teenager but was almost forty five thanks to fifth generation regen treatments.

I had joined the fleet marines when I was seventeen and spent over twenty five years in before retiring. I moved off the bed and stretched and went to wash and get dressed. The dark blue uniform was devoid of any rank or awards and only had a golden emblem on the right collar to denote a steward.

They were technically civilians working for the fleet serving ship captains. The year long course had trained me well and I pulled the float behind me as I left the temporary quarters. I took a tram across and around the huge construction and repair station. I walked into the large station lounge for the destroyer Delta Avenger and crossed to the airlock.

When I stepped aboard I turned and broke protocol by saluting the bulkhead and then turned and bowed to the ensign, “Mr McCandless reporting aboard.”

She frowned as she held out her hand, “orders?”

I held out a data stick and she slipped it into her reader before nodding. She handed it back and turned to a sailor, “show the steward to the captain’s quarters.”

He nodded and turned to walk away, “follow me.”

I followed and pulled the float after me. I looked at the marine beside the hatch as the sailor told him who I was and he turned to announce me. The hatch slid aside and I went in and crossed to the desk. The captain looked very young but like me she was fifth generation regen. She was younger than me by twenty years though.

She watched me as I stopped and bowed, “so you are the new steward they want to assign me.”

I held out the data stick which she ignored as she sat back, “so tell me why I should accept you? Most of your record is sealed and what is not is very... vague.”

I smiled, “because you do not have a choice ma’am. The admiral said to tell you your aversion is noted and you will either accept or resign.”

She snorted and leaned forward, “a lot of nonsense. I do not need a keeper or a nanny.”

I sighed and let the float go, “I will break training and protocol this once.”

I leaned on her desk, “you are a new ship captain. You have more on your plate than you can deal with alone. It is my job as a steward to remove those things that would distract you from other concerns like the presentation of your uniforms or the preparation of meals. You will be expected to dine with your officers on a regular basis in an informal setting to help train them.”

I stood, “you do not need to worry about the upkeep of your quarters or their appearance. In other words ma’am, shut up and soldier.”

She blinked and then grinned, “yes sir.”

I turned to get the leash for my float, “give me a few minutes to look over the stewards pantry and I will get started.”

She gestured and I headed for the side hatch. The captain had three rooms and a fresher, there was the dinning cabin, the office and her sleeping room which was beside the office. The steward pantry was between the dinning quarters and the office and had a narrow hallway around to her sleeping cabin.

It also held a narrow bunk and storage for my belongings as well as a small area to work on uniforms and cook. I unpacked a few things and checked the tiny hidden cameras left by the last steward. I had studied and memorized the captain’s file and made a cup of orange tea. I walked out and crossed to her desk to set it on the edge before coming back as she watched me.

I went the other way to collect her laundry and began to clean and press as I studied her schedule and began making a menu for a evening dinner. I sent it to her desk comp que and began pressing and preparing a dress uniform. I worked steadily and ordered several things through the day.

While the captain was checking the work being done on the ship I accepted the supplies and began stocking the stewards storage locker which was a large room close to her quarters. I began preparing dinner as she returned and started working at her desk. When it was almost time I brought out the dress uniform and cleared my throat.

She looked at me and then at the uniform before shaking her head. I sighed, “it is expected of a ship captain to appear in the best light.”

She stood and I blinked as she began to strip, “and do you have my private preferences from your spies?”

I smiled, “you are listed as having an aversion to clothing while off duty. Being nude during a formal dinner is not off duty.”

She grinned and then laughed as she walked to me to accept the uniform. I helped her dress before going to collect her discarded uniform and leaving. The officers and the bosun that came for dinner were a little hesitant as I began to serve them. The captain actually began to relax and talk with them and the dinner seemed to flow smoothly.

After they left she relaxed as I began cleaning up. She went to her sleeping quarters and when I finished cleaning up I checked the office. I grinned as I made a cup of orange tea and brought it to her desk. I set it down as she grinned at me and reached out to the intercom for the marine at the hatch, “the captain is busy and not to be interrupted.”

I rubbed one of her pretty pink nipples as I stood and turned to head back into the pantry. She giggled as I left and I checked everything and began working on her uniform for the next day. I switched the intercom feed to my pantry and glanced at the monitor to see the captain on her couch. She was leaning back with her legs spread while fingering her pussy.

She had her eyes closed and shivered as she humped and wiggled. She moaned and looked towards the pantry hatch, “Mr McCandless?”

I changed the intercom and walked into her office. She wiggled a finger at me and I crossed to her as she sat up and reached for my pants, “I need your service Mr Steward.”

I hesitated before removing my jacket and sweater while she pulled my pants down. She grinned and wrapped her hand around my thick cock. I slipped my shoes off and stepped out of my pants as she pulled on me and turned to lay back. I went with it and moved over her and between her legs. I gave her a kiss before pushing into her in one long thrust.

I held her as she wiggled and humped and her tight pussy gripped my cock. She moaned and shuddered as she pulled on me, “get to work Mister.”

I grinned and kissed her again before I pulled back and began to fuck her. I used long deep thrusts and she began to lift her hips and grunt. Her pussy was constantly squeezing as I continued to fuck her and after several minutes she began to wail. I kissed her to cover her screams and she clutched me and began to spasm and jerk.

I kept fucking her slick pussy as she bucked and thrashed around. Finally after a few more minutes I buried my cock and tried to push deeper as I began gushing cum. She shuddered and lifted her hips when she felt the sperm and sighed. When I was done I kissed her before I pulled back and began to fuck her again.

She laughed and shook me, “in my bed mister.”

I stopped and pulled out before standing. I ignored her protest when I swept her up and carried her through the hatch and into her sleeping quarters. I laid her on the bed and she grinned and rolled onto her stomach and lifted her hips. I moved on and over her before pushing into her slimy pussy. I fucked her a half dozen times before she finally fell asleep.

I watched her for a moment before getting out of bed and pulling the covers over her. I went to clean up the office and finish her uniform before washing and sleeping. I woke to the motion detector in her sleeping quarters and got up and dressed. When she walked out of her fresher I was standing there holding her clean uniform and a cup of coffee.

She blinked and then grinned as she dropped the towel, “now this I could get used to.”

She took the cup and looked into my eyes, “about last night...”

I smiled as I bent to pick up the towel, “what happened last night?”

She looked at me before smiling softly, “nothing.”

I nodded, “you have a meeting at eight bells with admiral Higgins and the senior engineer for the refit in the entrance lounge.”

She set the cup down and reached for the uniform, “I forgot.”

I waited and helped her dress and adjusted the uniform before nodding, “you also have a captain’s mast at eleven.”

She snorted, “that I did not forget.”

She gave my chest a pat as she walked out and I began cleaning and straightening the room. I spent the morning going over the schedule and cleaning. The captain returned with the first officer and I brought a cup of tea for her and a cup of coffee for him. When the marine announced the master at arms I was in the pantry.

I listened as they spoke of the crewman. A few minutes later the man knocked and the captain called for him to enter. I came out and stood to one side as the crewman accused of assaulting an officer and abandoning his post came in. From his manner I knew there would be trouble. The charge sheet was read and the captain asked if he had anything to say.

That was when he made his move. He struck to the side and into the master at arms throat as his other hand went under his uniform. He was pulling a pistol as I reached him and my hand grabbed the weapon and wrist and twisted. I snapped a kick across and into his far knee and turned and he went straight down with his arm locked.

I took the pistol away and shifted when he started to move, “do it and I break your neck.”

He froze and glared up and back at me, “you are...”

I twisted his wrist and he screamed, “you have the right to scream or shut the fuck up. I would rather you shut up.”

I looked at the master at arms as the first officer helped him. I grabbed the man at the collar and let his wrist go as I yanked him up, “make the wrong move and I break your spine.”

He glared as the marine sentry reached us and yanked him towards the hatch. I stepped back as the captain cleared her throat, “next time Mister Henry search the prisoner before bringing him in.”

The master at arms was rubbing his throat, “aye ma’am.”

I moved back as the first officer crossed to accept the pistol, “thank you Mr McCandless.”

I smiled, “for?”

He looked at me and the captain chuckled, “coffee William.”

I turned to go into the pantry and brought two fresh cups back before returning to the pantry. I watched and attended her when she needed something and the station security came for a statement. The man was now facing charges that could have him spaced. I managed to slip her and the first officer a series of snacks for lunch and she finally sent the first officer away.

She began to work at her desk, “William?”

I stepped out the pantry door and she smiled as she kept working, “the only reason to seal a soldier’s record is for either secrecy or because he or his unit were classified. Since I have your age I would guess your unit is classified which means special operations.”

She smiled as she looked at me, “I would like a cup of tea.”

I nodded and went to pick up the cup I had just made and bring it out. I set it to the side and she grinned, “I would very much enjoy an internal massage later.”

I looked at her as she blushed, “with cream?”

She giggled, “lots of cream mister McCandless.”

I smiled as I nodded and went back to the pantry. A week later we finally left the space dock and began a series of tests before heading out for convoy duty. I had managed to fully stock the steward’s storage locker and my pantry and get into a daily schedule. Almost every night I took the captain to bed and fucked her until she went to sleep.

We were in high orbit above the planet Torrison. The captain had invited admiral Ellis to dine with her and her senior officers and of course his aid and the carrier captain. I was a little surprised when they accepted but began preparing. The moment the admiral saw me he blinked and frowned.

Dinner went very well and after desert they sat talking over coffee or tea. The carrier captain was talking about a special operation that had gone bad which had brought in the fleet. The admiral looked at me as I ignored what they were saying and refilled the captain’s tea. He cleared his threat, “I did not realized you had retired sergeant major.”

I shrugged as I stepped back against the wall, “I thought twenty five years was enough and the fleet admiral agreed with me.”

He nodded, “was that before or after you threatened to kill admiral Debow for selling you and your people out?”

I smiled, “I believe it was after.”

He snorted and sipped his coffee before looking at his carrier captain, “what you do not know about the incident you were speaking of was that a fleet admiral sold the rebels the ghost frequencies for the special operation team that went in.”

He shook his head, “his fleet was the one to come in and he wanted the glory. What he got was a court martial.”

I snorted and he sighed, “instead of execution they let him retire.”

He stood and bowed to the captain as she stood, “excellent dinner.”

While the captain walked them back to the airlock and their shuttle I began cleaning up. It was a long night before the captain relaxed against me and rubbed my chest. She put her head on my shoulder, “we lead the convoy tomorrow.”

I waited and she shifted until she was on me and looking into my face, “only six ships are escorting while the others return for another convoy. The admiral gave me intel that said raiders may try something.”

I smiled and caressed her hips, “why tell me?”

She looked into my eyes, “because they believe admiral Debow has sold our specs to the raiders.”

I grinned, “disable one or two and get proof.”

She shook her head, “what they do not know is the change to our weapons and the increased range and power.”

I rolled until she was under me and pushed into her slimy hole. I buried my cock and kissed her as I began to fuck her firmly, “then you blow them away and I can hope one escapes and they decide to kill the bastard.”

She thrust up as her cummy pussy grasped at my cock, “I will hope so too.”

She hugged me as I fucked her long hard and deep while she grunted. She began to convulse and shudder hard and kissed me as she wailed. I continued to fuck her and she thrashed and bucked while her pussy constantly clenched. It was several minutes before she screamed as I plunged into her and pressed into her open leaking cervix.

I spurted and spewed as she shook and jerked. When I was done I relaxed as she sagged to the bed. I kissed her softly before pulling out and moving out of bed. She smiled, “good night William.”

I nodded as I walked out and went to finish what I had left. The next week was extremely busy and the ship engaged several raiders. My station was with damage control but it was not necessary. The convoy’s last stop was a colony world. I was pressing another uniform when the captain touched the intercom, “Mr McCandless?”

I stepped to the door, “ma’am?”

She was with the first officer and was not smiling, “we just received a dinner request from the governor.”

I nodded, “I will have your...”

She cleared her throat, “he wishes to dine here and view the ship. He listed his advisor.”

I waited and she sighed, “it is former admiral Debow.”

I stiffened and then my eyes narrowed, “excuse me ma’am but you are not the senior officer. Why would he want to dine with us?”

She looked at the first officer who cleared his throat, “we have just finished a major refit.”

I did not say anything and she nodded, “perhaps I should decline and inform fleet.”

She waved and I returned to the pantry. I did not stop thinking as I worked, I knew Debow and he would find a way to come aboard or send someone. It was the mid watch and the captain was sleeping soundly. I was not sleeping and was tempted to take a drink. I shifted at the minor ship alert message from an airlock.

I straightened and then came to my feet and hit the panty hatch door. I went through the office and into the bedroom and reached for the captain as I hit the general quarters button beside her bed. She jerked up and I pulled her off the bed and slapped the bridge intercom, “boarders at the starboard aft airlock!”

The captain was struggling with me and froze as I shifted and yanked open a panel. I started shoving clothes at her, “dress!”

She grabbed the clothes and did not argue as she dressed and I pulled her weapon belt and pistol out. I made sure it was loaded and ready as secondary alarms echoed through the ship. The sound of a fire fight could be heard from the open intercom. She ran from the room as I followed and returned to the pantry. I looked around and growled at the lack of weapons.

I pulled a large chef knife and moved to the captain’s office hatch. I heard firing right outside and then a pop as someone blew the hatch lock. I waited and moved as a armored person started through the hatch. I caught the hand and twisted and turned and brought the person stumbling around me and into the wall.

I let him go as I dropped the knife and shifted to one side. I grabbed the helmet and yanked it left and jerked up and twisted it right. The suit froze as I leaped towards the next man entering the office. This one wore a soft armored suit and I turned as he fired a pistol. I felt the tearing pain in my right side as I grabbed the pistol and twisted.

I crashed into the man and shifted my body as I moved behind him. I caught the chin and let the weapon go as I kept moving and grabbed his head to twist and yank it back. There was a pop before the man dropped and I looked at the open hatch. I knelt and picked up the dropped pistol and moved to the hatch.

I looked out and kept the weapon ready but no one came. It was awhile before several crew moved into the corridor. I relaxed and felt the blood on my side. I looked at the two men in the office, the last had a broken neck and was dead and the other was in a dead suit and could not move.

I looked at the bosun when he looked in, “you need a couple of men to cut the one in the suit out.”

He glanced at the suit before looking at me, “how bad are you hurt?”

I shifted uncomfortably, “I think there may be internal bleeding.”

I did not realize how bloated my gut was until I tried to move out of the way. Everything went dark as I fell and the world seemed to spin. When I opened my eyes I was staring up at the ceiling in the med bay. I turned my head and the captain smiled at me tiredly, “you are a lucky man.”

I looked at her stained uniform and growled, “not if you kept wearing uniforms like that.”

She grinned and stuck out her tongue before standing, “we lost six men and another couple of dozen were wounded.”

I growled, “the one locked in the suit?”

She patted my chest, “the bosun cut him out. He will not answer questions though.”

I looked around as I shifted and started to move off the bed. She caught me, “no you don’t.”

I looked at the thick bandages wrapped around my middle, “the doctor needs the bed and I do not plan on doing anything... strenuous.”

She laughed and moved, “okay but no bending or lifting.”

I moved off the bed carefully, “any others you caught?”

She shook her head as I looked around and moved to a set of drawers, “your prisoner was the only one.”

I found a patient gown and slowly put it on, “take the prisoner to an airlock and read the charges for piracy. Do not ask him anymore questions and pronounce judgement and send everyone out and close the hatch.”

She opened her mouth as I turned and started to slowly walk towards the door. She caught up, “we want answers not another dead man.”

I grinned as I started back to her quarters, “and what do you think he will do when he hears the outer airlock hatch warning alarm?”

She grinned and then giggled, “you are a cruel and devious man Mr McCandless.”

The first officer had fallen in and I smiled smugly, “I am just a steward and have no idea what you are talking about.”

She laughed and started talking to the first officer. My first look at her office and I growled at the mess. She and the first officer left as I made my way to the pantry. First I put a clean uniform on and then I carefully lifted a small cleaning bot down. I took the remote and slowly made my way to the open hatch.

The marine turned to look at me as I knelt slowly and put the bot down. I reached out and picked up my chef knife before struggling to stand. I leaned against the wall and used the remote to start cleaning the blood and debris off the deck. I watched and moved around as it moved towards the corner.

When the tiny red light on the black metal sphere came on I froze and stopped the bot, “soldier?”

I tried to stay calm as I looked at the small personal mine with the colorful nickname of Gloryhole. The soldier stepped in, “Steward?”

I cleared my throat but continued to speak softly, “sound general quarters and seal the outer hallway. Tell the captain we have a level one threat to the ship. Her office is not to be entered through this hatch.”

He moved back, “aye sir.”

I heard him outside as I began to move extremely slowly. I knelt and when my knee finally touched the deck I sighed. I heard voices outside and the captain peeked in, “William?”

I was slowly inching my hand to the sphere, “do you know what a Gloryhole is?”

She shifted, “no.”

I touched the sphere and barely turned it to see two more red lights, “a Gloryhole is a personal mine that can hold an anti matter core. It can be anywhere from a micro gram to ten grams which is enough to make this ship disappear.”

I was lifting it very very slowly, “It has three triggers. The first is a motion detector that will arm it. The second is a timer that can be set for ten seconds to ten minutes. The last is light sensitive.”

I finally had it against my chest and realized I could not stand. I growled, “get back and ask for a volunteer. I need to get to my feet but very very slowly.”

A moment later the first officer knelt and slowly slid up behind me. He grabbed my belt, “we are doing this very slowly.”

He began to lift and pull and I tried to help as much as I could. Of course I felt the wetness of a torn stitch before I was standing. Once I was on my feet I hissed, “back away and out and clear the way from here to the forward airlock on this side of the ship. Have the bridge stand by to lower and then raise shields.”

Once he was gone I began to turn and inch towards the hatch. I moved through the ship as fast as I thought I could get away with while using a hand to block the far side motion sensor of the mine. It seemed like forever before I reached the airlock hatch. Someone had placed a weapon cradle in the center of the airlock.

I slowly placed the mine in the upper bracket and locked it in place. I began to back out and realized someone was there, “we need to close it manually.”

The bosun chuckled, “just waiting for you to get out.”

I finally stepped out and the door was slowly closed as I moved to lean against the wall. A moment later the ship collision alarm sounded and the bosun opened the outer hatch while working the grav tractor. It was a couple of minutes before he looked at me and grinned, “well it is outside the shields now and saf...”

The ship lurched and alarms screamed from everywhere as I was tossed to the deck. It was several moments before I looked at the bosun and held out a hand, “help me up before you go.”

I made my way back to the office and then my pantry where I removed my shirt to look at the torn stitch. I used cloth tape to repair the damage and then cleaned up. I drank a bottle of water and went to finish cleaning the office. The captain and first officer came in looking pissed as I was finishing.

She stopped, “Mr McCandless you should be resting.”

I carried the bot to the pantry, “yes ma’am.”

I put the bot away and heated water and made coffee and then made snacks. I brought everything out to her desk and left the tray as I returned to the pantry. I started cleaning and pressing a uniform and when I was done I started on lunch and began planning a large dinner. I checked the list of dead and wounded before making a list.

I returned to slid the tray with her lunch onto her desk. The captain glanced at the list I slipped onto the desk as the first officer took one of the sandwiches. She smiled and nodded, “this will do William. Let the bosun know and I think we will use the good dinnerware.”

I bowed and returned to the pantry to send out the invitations and contact the bosun. I also watched the tiny bridge relay in one corner and saw when Commander Devon came aboard. She was the captain of the lead destroyer and in command of all six fleet ships. I made a call and then made snacks and tea before I walked out to the desk.

The captain glanced at me as I set the tray on the desk and moved the two cups of tea. I bowed to commander Devon before leaving. It was a moment before the captain called, “William?”

I had just gone around and changed the bed linens and cleaned the bedroom and set everything aside. I stepped out, “ma’am?”

Commander Devon leaned back in her chair and the captain smiled, “the commander would like you to know we have a statement from our prisoner implicating former admiral Debow.”

I looked at the commander and she smiled as she sipped her tea before setting the cup down, “unfortunately we do not have real proof.”

I smiled, “what about the system runner the raiders used to board us? They were using a system government authentication.”

She blinked and sat up as she looked at the captain who spun and hit her bridge intercom, “I need the first officer.”

I looked at the commander, “would you care to join us for dinner ma’am?”

She blinked and then bowed her head, “I would be honored.”

I nodded and returned to the pantry and began to clean the bedding and start the dinner. I also managed to make and send out several dozen treats to the crew with the captain’s compliments. Dinner went very well and the four crewmen that had been invited even managed to relax and enjoy it.

After it was over the captain escorted the commander to the airlock and returned to her office. I slipped out and looked at the mess that had been the hatch lock and asked for a few things from the guard. He grinned and made a call as I removed the plate. It was not long before I had everything replaced and the guard closed the hatch.

I headed to the panty as the captain stood and began to undress. She smiled and gestured, “come help me Mr Steward.”

I smiled as I changed direction and followed her into her bedroom. She looked at the room and shook her head before turning to me and began to undress me, “after everything that has happened you still managed to make it look like nothing.”

She looked at the bandage around my middle and frowned as she caressed it before looking into my face, “are you...”

I kissed her and backed her to the bed and she sat and fell back. I grinned as I bent and lifted and spread her legs before pushing my cock into her. She sighed and shifted before I pulled back and started to fuck her with long strokes. It was not long before she was moaning and shuddering while her pussy grasped and squeezed.

She was humping and her pussy became slick as it constantly tightened. I continued to fuck her and plant my cock as her shudders turned to spasms. She howled and bucked and twisted as she wet me, “yyyeeessss!”

It was several minutes before I shoved into her and buried my cock. She jerked and yelled as I held her and gushed cum, “fffuucccckkkkk!”

I spewed and pumped spurt after spurt into her until I was done and she was panting. I rubbed her pelvis and pulled out before turning her and rolling her over. I moved onto the bed and over her before pushing back into her slimy pussy. When I slipped out she was sprawled out on the bed and I covered her with the sheet.

I picked up the clothing on my way to the pantry. I cleaned the office and had a shower before laying down and closing my eyes. I sat up several hours later with my heart pounding as Ashley slipped onto my narrow bunk. She pushed me down and put one leg over mine and her head on my shoulder, “sleep.”

I hesitated before relaxing and closing my eyes. I woke when she started to move off the bunk and glanced at the time, “you have a captains conference on the Roger in an hour.”

She grinned back at me as she walked out and returned to her bedroom. I got up and washed before dressing quickly. I had a cup of coffee waiting with a clean uniform when she came out of her fresher. A week later we left the system after a dozen cruisers arrived with an imperial auditor and a warrant for former admiral Debow.

I remained with Ashley as her steward until she retired as an admiral and married me.
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