'Gracefully Katt gripped the hem of her tunic. She swept it off over her head in a single feminine undulation. The cloth caught her full breasts; tugging on her erect nipples and making her breath catch at the sudden ache. Sinking to her knees in front of the two men, she sat on her heels with her back arched. Keeping her eyes downcast, avoiding eye contact was required in these situations. Katt rested her hands on her knees and swept them apart. She spread her thighs wide, opening herself to their gaze. With both hands, Katt tugged at her nipples to make them even harder. Reaching up she undid her long platinum hair, shaking it out from the black ribbon that held it. Once free, it cascaded around her rose alabaster shoulders, falling to the base of her spine.'
This is an explicitly erotic science-fiction story of peril and tentacles, BDSM, and love.