( This is chapter 2 if you have read Easy Prey 1 with chapters 1,2 and 3 together, and chapter 4, if you have read the first 3 parts in smaller bits)

While Space Marshalls Lamena, Peggena and Kiwembe mewed into their tight gags and struggled uselessly in their restraints, blonde crew member Aniga doing likewise, the fourth Space Marshall, oriental beauty Bo-Texi, having had the same shift as Lamena, was off duty too.
After her shift had ended at 22.00 hours ship time, Bo-Texi went to the cabin she shared with her companion Lu-Ging-Texi, a Ki-Tan-Fenga like herself.
The girls had met on the ship some years ago, fallen in love and later married. Bo-Texi was 28 and Space Marshall for 7 years now, the last 5 of these on the GUMALIN KASHINUA. Lu-Ging was 25 and on the ship since 4 years, working as waitress in the Ki-tan-fengian restaurant of the liner.
Although the matter printers could create every dish imaginable, it was tradition on the ship – as was in many homes in the Empire -  to cook meals manually, albeit the ingredients were normally provided by the matter printer.
Lu-Gings  shift had ended already at 18 hours today, and she had prepared a traditional Ki-tan-fengian meal.
But before eating, the companions went under the shower, where they had some hot sex. The strong Bo-Texi took the dominant part in it.
Afterwards, both refreshed their makeup, for which Bo-Texi used the computer, which by her order simply materialized fresh lipstick, eyelid-paint and makeup on her face, while Lu-Ging applied the stuff manually to her slender doll face.
Both donned simple, comfortable short silken dresses in white and white leather moccasins, Lu-Ging tied her waistlong black hair to a knot on top of her head, while Bo-Texi let it fall freely to her waist, held out of the face by one of her silver colored latex hair bands.
Lu-Ging served the meal and both sat down on at the table. The giant spider ragout in an aspic out of the spiders ganglions tested delicious – at least for the two Ki-Tan-Fengas. The cultures cuisine was very debatable for other Fenloras.
They drank a simple traditional soft drink, basically water with much sugar, and chatted about their respective days.
The pair planned to serve for two more years on the space liner, before retiring and founding  a combined gym/boxing studio with a small restaurant attached on Bo-Texis home world AXI-PHONG, a planet inhabited mostly by Ki-Tan-Fengas.
When everything would go well with their enterprise, Lu-Ging would become pregnant to deliver their first daughter of many, many daughters being traditionally valued very high in their culture.
Finished with the meal, they lit after-meal cigarettes, Xaimugo from the pink pack for Bo-Texi, a brand which attracted their race the most because of its kind of lustcream in tobacco and filter skin, while her soft companion lit a Kigumo – the green pack, which not only had menthol taste, but was the brand of fantasy and creativity, Lu-Ging being a hobby sculptor and painter.
The two lovers had planned to spend some quiet quality time together tonight, starting with some matches of Tai-Ti, a board game with many blue and yellow stones to be placed strategically.
Lu-Ging won the first game, she usually won in this complicated board game.  Bo-Texi leaned back in her chair with a slightly angry expression. Being a highly competitive person, and accustomed to crushing victories in her chosen and quite brutal sport boxing, she didn’t like losing very much, even against her companion in a harmless board game.
Her lover, showing a fine complacent smile, mouthed another cigarette and mumbled:
“Do you want one too, Sugarpumpkin?”
Bo-Texi grunted and took one of Lu-Gings Kigumos and shoved it between her silver colored lips.
Both girls now “filtered”, the Space Marshall lit a match, to give first her companion and then herself a light.
The two oriental beauties moaned slightly in their lust for a smoke and sucked on the unlit sticks in anticipation. Like all Fenloras, they were not only addicted to nicotine since their youth, but got horny by smoking as well as seeing other girls smoke.
Suddenly, 3 huge, brutish males materialized out of nowhere in the cabin. Both girls looked up, totally perplexed. But while Lu-Ging just stared in shock and horror, Bo-Texi reacted immediately.
She let go of the burning match, which flame, on hitting the PVC of the table plate, was extinguished by the computer of the room, and jumped backwards out of the chair. At the same time, she opened her mouth and shouted, her cigarette falling down:
“Computer! Intruder Alarm! Alert Red!”
She came down like a panther on her feet further back in the cabin, away from the males.
The female computer voice answered:
“Acknowledged, Roleplay Intruder active in the cabin,” and added with an invisible malicious grin:
“Prepare to be packaged, sluts!”
Bo-Texis dark eyes went wide at that. The males had hacked the computer, probably of the whole ship! But the oriental beauty didn’t hesitate for a second.
She attacked the first monster, a fair skinned redhead, with all her force and speed. Three quick steps brought her before him,  her open left hand, palm forward, aimed to hit his nose in order to drive his bone up into his brains, instantly killing him, while her right fist hit for his solar plexus, the shock planned to kill him too.
The male reacted only slightly, but very quickly. His right hand came up and gripped Bo-Texis left wrist before her palm could hit his nose. His fingers were like steel clamps, and the beauty felt all strength leave her left hand. But her right fist hit home into his body. He grunted, but didn’t move an inch. The attack, which should have killed or at least seriously injured him, seemed to have had no effect on him at all.
The Space Marshall gasped. Before she could conduct another attack, the male gripped her other wrist too. He raised his arms, being considerably taller than the girl, and Bo-Texi felt her feet leave the ground. Their faces were now level, and he showed a fine smile. The strong, tough beauty still didn’t hesitate, instead, she bent her knees and thrust both her feet with all her strength into his stomach. He grunted again, but didn’t move an inch or showed any other reaction.
Bo-Texis feet fell down again, and she dangled from his raised hands as before. Her eyes widened. Was this a steel robot with skin out of human flesh?
Suddenly, he let go of her. Taken by surprise, the beauty fell to the ground in a clutter of arms and legs. Quickly the monster was behind and upon her, seizing her at the upper arms and forcing her body to the floor, face down. He sat down on top of her. She, her arms pinned inside of his legs, his weight on her waist, struggled, but to no avail.
The male gripped her long black hair and pulled. Surprised again, Bo-Texi opened her mouth for a short scream. Immediately a huge latex packing was stuffed between her silver colored lips and shoved deeper in.
“UMMMPPHH! MMPPH! GGGMMPPH!”
The packing was heavily impregnated with lustcream and her limbs weaken. She tried to dislodge the gag with her tongue and spit it out, but the male tied a narrow rubber band over it and knotted it tightly of at the back of her neck under her hair. It pressed the packing still deeper into Bo-Texis gaping mouth, cut into her bulging cheeks und into the back of her neck.
“UMMPPGGGFF! MMMGGGGSCH!”
He changed position and sat down facing her legs. Without problems, he forced her arms on her back and tied first her elbows together, then her wrists, using old fashioned white rope. Bo-Texi struggled and mewed into her gag. She was shocked the male had subdued her so easily.
She looked over to the table. Her lover Lu-Ging was still sitting there, the cigarette still sticking unlit between her lips, she starring wide eyed at her companion on the floor under the male, her small hands clenched to fists on the table.
The red haired beast tied Bo-Texis ankles together and connected wrist- and ankle ropes, putting the Space Marshall into a severe hogtie.
He stood up and looked down on the helpless beauty. Bo-Texi struggled mightily and mewed without pause into her gag.
“You have a pretty hair band there, slut. It will be perfect to seal your gag.”
With that, he knelt beside her and took the silver latex band out of her hair. He tied it over her gagged mouth with a loose knot at the back of her neck before taking her hair in hand and bringing it out from under the band. Then, he tightened the knot considerably, the rubber of the band squeaking loudly.
“UMMMPPH! MMMPPHH! UMMPH! UMMPPH!”
Bo-Texis eyes bulged out even more. He grinned down on her and stood up again.
“You have been subdued with ease, slut.”
“MMPPHH! GGGMMSCH! MMMMFF!”
She looked up at him with moist, bulging eyes, gagged and hogtied, helpless.
He turned to the two other males, who hadn’t moved a single muscle during the whole affair.
“Package the other little whore.”
In an instant, they were at Lu-Gings side at the table. The soft girl still sat there, starring in shock and disbelief at her tied up and gagged lover.
She was forced from the chair, tumbled in the males hard hands.
“No… please!” she mumbled, still “filtered” with the unlit cigarette. One male took the stick away from her lips and forced a latex packing into her small mouth.
“MMMPPH! UMMPPH!”
The other brute tied her elbows together on her back, followed by her wrists. The gag packing was secured with a narrow rubber band, then the gag was sealed with a broad white rubber band over her gaping, stuffed mouth.
The red haired monster meanwhile opened Bo-Texis hogtie and untied her ankles. He forced her up and shoved her over to the table, pressing her against it. The two lovers now faced each other across the table. Bo-Texi and Lu-Ging stared into their gagged faces and mewed heavily into their gags. Both were in deep shock, the Space Marshall because she had been subdued so easily, and her companion much for the same reason. Bo-Texi was the strongest, toughest girl Lu-Ging had ever met. To her total horror her strong, proud lover hadn’t had the slightest chance against this male brute.
Both oriental beauties dresses and silken underwear were cut away with knifes, they now nude save for their white moccasins. The males produced more white rope out of nowhere and tied the girls arms to their bodies above and below the breasts and around their waists, cinching each loop of the rope very tight.
The beauties mewed into their gags, struggled futile and watched the trussing up of the respective other. To their shock and horror now came growing arousal from the physical and psychological effects of gags and ropes, and from seeing their lover getting the same treatment as themselves.
Afterwards their legs were tied.
Their packaging complete, two males loaded them onto their shoulders and vanished with them from the cabin.
Only the redhead remained. He bend down and collected the two unlit cigarettes from the ground, they having silver marks on the filter of Bo-Texis stick, and blue ones on Lu-Gings from her blue lipstick.
The male put the two cigarettes to the four others in his hip bag.
Then he too vanished from the cabin.
The female voice of the cabin computer said into the silence:
“You have been captured, sluts.”