"Language Barrier: 2255"

[AngelEyes1994]

Orea did not understand delicacy, but she understood enough of the other words and the rubbing of his belly -- also a Roona gesture -- to know that he was telling her it was common and normal for a human woman to digest the discharge from her human male's pleasure horn.

"Yes," she said, trying to indicate to him that she understood. She took Ken by the hand and led him to sit on the bed's edge, asking, "Try?"

It was obvious from the couple next door and Ken's reaction to it that this mouth sex thing was something she needed to learn. Ken had made her feel so good, with his mouth and his horn. Orea wanted so badly to return that pleasure in any way possible.

By the time she had her human lover stripped and sat instead in a raggedy old recliner in the corner, his horn was rock hard and pointing out at her as it often seemed to be. She took it in her hands and simply stared at it. Despite having watched the couple next door long enough to get the gist, Orea asked, "What do?"

 

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“Show you teach you every man likes it different” He said taking his hard cock in his hands. He mimed her opening her mouth and then pushed it in letting her get adjusted to the position.

“Alright mouth relax” He said stroking her hair softly “just watch and learn” He said as he began fucking her face. He wan gentle with her instead choosing to give her the most accurate way he liked it. He pushed his cock in and out of her mouth roughly using it. He kept her jaw relaxed as he did moving it up and down aggressively a he pulled on her hair a little bit. He felt the back of her throat tightening and kept going whispering words of comfort to her as he continued to fuck her mouth.

He did this for a full twenty minutes alternating between giving her a chance to relax and breath to face fucking her. Finally he began to feel himself nearing his edge and eagerly went full out fucking her face harder than before.

“Alright baby here it comes” He said “fuck seed seed!”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Orea had watched the couple next door enough to understand what she was to do. Even so, it was an odd feeling to have Ken's pleasure horn thrust into her mouth repeatedly as it was. It was not a comfortable feeling for Orea, but -- once she grasped the concept and began to perform well -- she quickly came to understand that it was a very pleasurable feeling for Ken. And that was enough to make Orea want to continue until she fully satisfied her lover.

While on the patio watching the couple, Ken had whispered to Orea next door was a whore, paid to give me -- and sometimes even women -- sexual pleasure. Orea had no trouble understanding why humans would pay for sexual pleasure. If she had not had Ken, Orea could easily see herself paying for it.

But she did have Ken, and she wanted to ensure that he never had the need to pay for what she could give him for free. She took his cock again and again, deeper and deeper as she learned to control her gag reflex. It seemed the deeper she took his horn into her throat, the more he enjoyed it. She would work him for quite a while, then show a bit of strain or stress from the very new and unfamiliar activity; and Ken would give her a break, pulling her up to him for kisses and hugs and moments of pleasure for herself before she insisted on resuming.

Eventually, she was able to stimulate Ken to the point that he would be satisfied before she needed a break, thank the Spirits, she thought as her jaw and neck muscles were beginning to ache. He murmured between labored breaths, "Alright, baby, here it comes ... fuck seed!”

Suddenly his horn leaped within Orea's throat, then again. By the time his horn spit a third time, the taste hit Orea. She grimaced and jerked her head back, pulling him from her mouth. Ken continued to spew his fuck seed forth, spraying her face, neck, and breasts. She watched him shoot forth his seed until finally the continuing twitches were struggling to pump out just drop after drop, then looked up to Ken's face.

The pleasure was obvious, and while Orea was tickled to have caused it, she was a bit disappointed in herself for not being able to stay down on him during the entire explosive event. Ken had made it clear that to keep his horn in her mouth, to take his ejaculate, to swallow it was special. But the taste had surprised her, so salty; and the texture had been odd, so thick and sticky.

She would do better next time, she promised herself. But for now, she just watched Ken slump back into the chair with a satisfied expression and dramatically rising and falling chest. After he had begun to come down from his high, Orea stood before him and began stripping out of her clothes. Once naked, Orea crawled into Ken's lap, took hold of his horn, stroked it back to full rigidity, and mounted him. They fucked for more than an hour, driving Ken to additional orgasms and Orea to many herself.

(OOC: PM coming to you.)

 

[silvertongue217]

Ken woke up the next day groaning at his sore muscles. He felt Orea on top of him and sighed gently pushing her off and giving her quick kiss on the forehead. He went to feed cute and turned his morning wood throbbing as he looked at her sleeping form.

He couldn’t resist

He mounted her from behind fucking her in her sleep, not caring if she awoke to it or not. He buried himself in her hair and touched her ass pounding away and moaning into her hair every time he slammed in. After spending a few minutes fucking her his cock finally twitched and exploded his cum flowing into her already stuffed pussy. Once he was done he went kissing the top of her hair and going to shower and clean up.

Today was the day they were getting off this rock or at least they would be if things went correctly. Ken didn’t trust Jack worth shit and he knew the man was already starting to get suspicious about how he got a Roona ship and his new silent companion. It wasn’t common knowledge that the Roona had human hybrids but eventually some one would make the connection or word of mouth would catch up to him.

Which made their situation precarious at best

He felt his six sense itching at the back of his head as if trying to warn him some thing and got dressed hurriedly putting on his jeans and equipment. He came in shirtless and reached over gently shaking Orea awake.

“Time to go” He whispered giving her a gentle kiss before pulling on his long sleeve shirt and gun belt “Going to get breakfast don’t forget check Cute” He told her smiling at her before going down stairs to the breakfast bar.

Meanwhile

The robots moved forward acting under Jack’s orders. They fanned out around the Inn charging their guns as they prepared to breach and enter. Jack watched them checking his own laser riffle as he waited with a few of his human troops. The locals were gone hiding away from the fire fight that was about to happen.

“I want that Roona bitch captured” Jack said to his men “I know some one willing to pay a high price for a Roona and ship Ken you can kill but make sure you make it hurt okay? The ass stepped on me the wrong way”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Orea slept through Ken's rise, spent from the head giving effort and hour of highly energetic sex that followed it, as well as the additional two hours of sex that began in the early morning and did not end until they had both cum and cum again and collapsed to the bed in one another's arms.

But when she felt him return to the bed, turn her to her belly, grasped her buttocks, and lift her into position, Orea did wake, giggling softly as she thought Oh my Spirits, how does he do it? He fucked her hard and loud, slipping a hand under her upper torso and in between her breasts to lift her back to his chest, moaning as he kissed her passionately and continued to pound, pound, pound his cock until it exploded.

He lowered her to the bed, followed up with more passionate kisses, then told her it was time to get up and get ready for the big day. The last she remembered, he was heading out the door, reminding her to feed Cute while he himself went to get them something to eat, too. Orea smiled to Ken and promised to get up, but no sooner was he out the door than she closed her eyes again and thought to herself, Cute can just find himself a rat later.

She had no idea how much time had passed between falling back asleep and the sound of the first gun shot. She rolled out of the bed to the floor, opposite the door, and had side arms -- one projectile, the other plasma -- in her hands almost before she remembered that she had put them there the night before. The gun fight was happening directly below her in the bar ... or ... was it? Over the next dozen seconds or so, it seemed to move about, as if below her, out front, maybe out back. Orea could not tell whether it was one fight or two or maybe three.

But she had little doubt whatsoever that Ken was probably right in the middle of it. She also had little doubt that that human, Jeck, was somehow involved as well. Any one -- human or Roona -- who would employ robots, particularly armed robots, was someone Orea was anxious to put a plasma orb into.

She hopped up from behind the bed, dropped the side arms to the old, worn out mattress, and began gathering her clothes. She donned her tight fitting jeans and holster, slipped the side arms back in place, and was about to slip her shirt over her head when the door burst open, nearly kicked from the hinges.

 

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“Well what do we have here”

Jack came in flanked by two robots wielding laser riffles and his thugs. They all sneered at her several of them eye fucking her much in the way Ken did during their first meetings. There was some thing off about them though a sort of violence in their eyes that mixed with the lust. Jack himself was the worst all but leering at her as he stepped into the room.

“Your boy toy is down Roona bitch” He said sneering “which means there is no one to protect you from us big bad nasty humans” He said ignoring the other ones who snickered behind him.

“Your ship will fetch a heft price but you your self my dear our worth your weight in gold” He explained keeping his gun leveled “that don’t mean we cant have some fun with you first though” He said eying her hungrily gain as the others began to fan out trapping her from all sides.

“Robots make sure our new toy here gets a healthy zap if she tries any thing” Jack said watching as they leveled their guns “now be a good bitch and take it” He cooed stroking her face before slapping her. It was weak but the other men quickly reacted grabbing her and keeping her pinned as he began playing with her breast.

Or at least they tried to

Jack doubled over his mouth opening into a small O of surprise as he felt her knee slamming into his groin. He crumbled the wind going out of him as he dropped onto the wooden deck. The robots registered the movement and raised their guns trying to tack the targets movements. They were unable to get a bead on her at first allowing her to skillfully dispatch two of the goons Jack brought as back up.

"Some one shoot this bitch!" Jack snapped getting up his face red.

"roger roger" The robots said leveling their guns and finally getting a lock on her. The powerful riot guns fired beanbags expanding out and slamming into her striking her square on the chest and finally taking her out.

"God damn" Jack said shaking his head "get this bitch naked and on all fours I want her ass!"

The goons nodded grabbing her and stripping her before laying her on the bed. He saw her beginning to rise and laughed a vicious sound as he began to pull his own pants down.

"Flip her over boys" Jack said laughing "I bet this Roona bitch hasnt had it in her ass yet"

 

[AngelEyes1994]

(OOC: Orea would not have let it get as far as this, so please excuse my injection of some additional action near the bottom of the post.)

At the sound and sight of the door bursting open, Orea drew both of her side arms with the speed and skill that would have been the envy of an Old West gunslinger. She leveled the guns at the robots as they entered and parted to each side. Two men she had never seen entered behind them, then another one that she most definitely did.

“Well what do we have here?” Jack asked, eying with hungry eyes.

Orea, was still only half dressed, with her slim, sexy body still absent of clothing from her waist upwards. Additional men entered behind Jack as he informed her about Ken's absence and lack of protection for her, her ship, and -- as his eyes told Orea -- her body.

She swept the aimed and readied weapons back and forth between the men spreading out across the room before her, ignoring the robots which she knew would not be intimidated by the pistols and their potential to either put a hole through them ... or put a big hole through them. But she did not fire. She was in the most vulnerable situation of her life, surrounded by heavily-armed enemies supported by hard to disable robots, unable to sufficiently fight her way free or simply flee ... and now, with Ken's obvious death in the earlier fire fight, all alone on an alien planet on which her only possible future -- if she lived -- was to be studied and interrogated and potentially dissected in an attempt to learn how a Roona looked exactly like a human.

As Jack neared directly in front of her and the men and robots both continued to flank and even move behind her toward the windows, Orea slowly relaxed her grips on the side arms, tilted them harmlessly toward the ceiling, then carefully tossed one of them to the bed on her left and the other to the chair on her right, where she had blown her now dead human lover the evening before.

Her fast working mind -- physically common Human but operationally and educationally military Roona -- had already chosen a path, and it involved the ring leader, Jeck, getting closer to Orea ... much closer. She lowered her hands slowly to her side as Jack reached up to begin stroking her face, commanding her, “Now be a good bitch and take it.”

As if her human form was not already on alert, Orea was flooded with a massive surge of adrenaline when Jack suddenly slapped her face, then pinned her against the wall and reached up to grasp an exposed breast. “Good girl.”

Orea turned her face away from Jack, first left, then right. She grimaced an expression to give the man the impression she simply could not look at him. In reality, she was casing the room behind him with her head tilting to and fro. Suddenly, with all of her might, Orea brought her knee hard up into Jack's groin, crushing his pleasure horn's sex seed reservoir -- what her now dead lover had once laughing called his sack -- before giving him a mighty push backwards toward the bed. In a flash, Orea raised one knee upwards, ripped a throwing knife from the outer edge of her boot and threw it skillfully through the air.

Even before the man into whose neck the blade sunk realized he was the woman's target, Orea dropped down the wall, reaching each hand into a boot for additional knives. Two of the men fired, but their aims had been where Orea had been, not where she now was, and their rounds harmlessly penetrated the wood wall behind her. In a flash, two additional knives were flying through the air, one sinking into her target's chest while the other whizzed next to the target's head and cut his ear nearly off.

That was the end of Orea's defense. She would later assume but did not at this moment know that the non-lethal bag rounds that struck her came from the weapons brandished by the robots, who had not in anyway been startled by the alien's skillful attack...

... and when her senses returned to her, she was laying on the bed, naked except for the necklace that she never removed, with a multitude of hands grasping her limbs.

"Flip her over boys," she heard the pig Jack command, adding, "I bet this Roona bitch hasn’t had it in her ass yet!”

Orea had no idea what the man meant. Until just a couple of weeks earlier, the pseudo-Human Roona had been very ignorant about her body and had not even realized that the holes between her thighs and between her rump muscles were anything more than a discharge point for liquid and solid waste respectively. It would never have occurred to her that a human male would insert an object -- no less his pleasure tool -- into that latter orifice as both a form of punishment to her and a form of pleasure for himself.

 

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Meanwhile

Five minutes ago

Ken whistled to himself grabbing a few bits of food and tossing them into a basket. One of the good thing about Wildcat territory was the home grown food in the Alliance that kind of stuff was more like gold some thing rare and coveted by the elite. Here though most of every one was a farmer of some kind. They also pulled their resources together making sure every one had a little bit of some thing.

He peeled a banana and took a bite giving a soft moan of pleasure. He turned noticing the INN was mostly empty which while would have been cause for concern in Alliance territory wasn’t as big a deal here. No one came to Wildcat territory just to visit unless they were selling some thing or doing some sort of black market deal. He nodded at a few of the patrons and picked up some more food starting to head back to the room to get Orea.

Then he saw it

It was a glint a little more than a reflection in a shiny bit of metal. He saw the robot aiming its gun and turned throwing himself sideways behind a table. Seconds later a laser bolt was slicing through the air burning the air where he was seconds ago. He felt his shoulder hit the metal floor and cursed pulling out his heavy revolver and pushing the table over to form a shield.

“Jack you son of a bitch!” Ken hollered over the sound of blaster fire “I am going to kill you!”

He peeked out cursing as a few more robots shot at him. He dropped pulling a grenade out of his pocket and thumbing the tab. He threw it up into the air above him and watched it spin building a charge. He Pushed the table forward attracting the fire of the robot as he jumped directly out the window.

There was a large blast blowing out the windows of the Inn. Ken tucked his head in to ignore the fire and glass and rolled onto the hard packed dirt. He felt a few bits of fire on him and stamped them out pulling out his gun and firing at the other robots attempting to surround the building. He moved like a warrior his revolver out as he dispatched the robots. Circling around the building.

NOW

“Some one hold that bitch down!” Jack snapped watching Orea struggles and keeping his fun steady “I will shock you bitch and then rape you!”

Ken heard the words and struggling upstairs and growled he jumped over the dead husks of robots and started making his way up the stairs. He didn’t move stealthily o try to get the drop on them instead barreling up stairs and quickly entering the room. He took it all in her naked on the bed, the two goons who were dead.

And Jack trying to stick his cock inside of her

He snapped is hand out his revolver firing and blowing each robots “heads” clean off their bodies. Before the others could turn around he was flying across the room grabbing Jack by his neck and slamming him against the wall.

Hard

“Honey want to take care of his friends” Ken said his voice dripping with anger as he choked Jack pushing him up onto the metal wall.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Orea was putting up a helluva fight, thrashing about on the bed, screaming as loud as she could in (she would only realize later when Ken pointed it out) her native language. But there was simply no escaping the grasps of the four men holding her limbs out wide and the fifth man -- Jack -- who was pushing her down into the mattress at the small of her back, as he tried in vain to ram his swollen cock into the alien's anus.

Suddenly, the air around her was filled with the sounds of gun fire and robot skull debris sprinkling all about the room. Orea looked up toward the door just in time to see Ken surge forth, straight arm the nearest two men to knock them off balance, then launch himself over the bed to tackle the wannabe rapist to the floor.

“Honey," Ken called as he fought the gang leader, "want to take care of his friends?”

Orea was already moving. With her wrists now free, Orea took advantage of the mayhem, kicking one ankle free and rolling off the bed to free the second one. She hit the wood floor, finding a wayward auto-fire laser weapon. Still naked, she popped tall, pulled the trigger, and swept it back and forth before her. The quick, almost imperceptible bolts slammed with powerful punches of energy against Jack's men, the walls, the furniture, and those robots that had not yet fallen to the floor.

The room quickly filled with smoke from burning clothes, flesh, and electronics. By the time the weapon's high temperature switch turned it off, Orea could hardly see anything before her but blue smoke and small fires. Her heart leaped in her chest as she recognized the similarity between this killing ground and the Spirits Cave in which she had sworn her loyalty to her people. She froze for a moment, her mind overwhelmed with the sudden recollection that she had not only colluded with the enemy, had not only betrayed her own people, had not only killed her own people, but was now attempting to sell Roona technology for the ultimate purpose of being maintaining a sexual relationship with an alien who skull she should have melted with a fully charged plasma orb.

She searched the smoke wafting in swirls about the room for movement and found it only in one spot, where her Human lover was continuing to wrestle with the man who had attempted to rape her anus. She could see that Ken was close to victory, the fight in the rapist waning...



When the fight between the two men finally ended, the Roona pseudo-alien was no where to be seen...

 

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“Fuck” Ken murmured moving off of Jack’s smoking body and looking around. Orea was gone like dust in the wind. He ran over to the broken window and looked around scanning the grounds.

“She is a tall naked alien babe” He murmured frowning “Where the hell is she?”

He sighed pushing a hand through his hair. He had to go find her quickly before she did any more damage.

Or he lost her

He jumped out the window deciding to try and follow her. The woman was good however leaving no trail as if she had vanished into thin air. He chewed on his lip and sighed turning on the spot. The settlement wasn’t big but it was big enough that it was going to take him some tim to search it.

“Better get started” He said sighing he kept his gun out and warily moved forward ignoring the people beginning to congregate towards the inn. He entered the city and began searching for her moving through every corner and alleyway he could find. He spent the better part of the day searching for her moving through the settlement with a fine tooth combed.

But he didn’t find any thing

Not only did he not find any thing but no one had seen her either. Which only furthered his frustration wherever she was she was gone out of his reach. He felt sad and sighed turning and decided to head towards the ship yard. She might have gotten as far as the spacebridge but she wouldn’t be able to get back to the ship. She was trapped and eventually she would remember he was her only ticket off of the rock.

What happened after that was any ones guess

He got to the shipyard and paused deciding to give her a few minutes. He leaned against the building and watched scanning the tree line warily and waiting for her. He hadn’t seen her for a few hours and panic was starting to set in.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Orea's escape had been via the now disassembled room doorway, not the window. She had not gone far down the hall, though.

The whore in the next room over -- who by now was alone -- had opened her door to watch the mayhem next door. Orea had shoved through the door and punched her in the forehead, knocking her out. She scrounged for, found, and donned some clothes, then -- as she heard and then saw Ken leaping off the balcony and heading off into the settlement, followed him at a safe distance for almost an hour.

Orea had no idea what she was to do now. She liked being with Ken, and until the fight in the room, she had been determined to stay with him for the foreseeable future. But now her mind was clouded with uncertainty and distrust. She knew what she needed to do, and despite the hurt it caused her deep in her heart and soul, Orea set forth to accomplish it.

She turned away from her surveillance of Ken and headed for the space elevator. Despite Ken's certainty that she could not get to her ship, it turned out to be very easy. She did not have cash or a Pass to ride it, so trying to sound as human as she could -- Orea asked the male lift operator, "Are you pleasured mouth sex?"

He apparently understood her well enough, because he posted a sign at one of the four lift's entries -- she could not read it but assumed it meant something to the effect of Closed -- and soon they were ascending spaceward, just the two of them. Orea was in no hurry to make the man's pleasure horn expel its contents, so she played and teased with it as long as she could before taking most of the appendage -- small in comparison to Ken's -- into her mouth again and again until the man was beginning to moan and speak to her with an appreciative tone.

The elevator began to slow. Orea abandoned her blow job, to the verbal dismay of the operator. She punched him in the neck, silencing him, then again in the forehead, knocking him out very much as she had the whore from whom she had learned mouth sex. She stepped out into the space elevator's crowded lobby and disappeared into the throng before the operator was discovered.

For several hours, Orea wandered the platform's multiple levels, looking for her scout craft. She continually caught people eying her with what she thought was suspicion. After a while, though, she realized they -- mostly men but women also -- were only eying her shapely form, not well hidden within the whore's skimpy, tight clothing.

While she did not understand the Human language well, Orea was able to pull the word Roona from many conversations during her ambling about. Yet, still nothing seemed to get her closer to knowing whether or not her ship was still here or, if so, whether it was still in one piece or already being disassembled and sold bit by bit.

Suddenly, a pair of strong hands grasped Orea by the upper arm, turning her and hurrying her down a hallway. Orea tried to fight loose but the man in uniform was big, a full head and a half taller than Ken and likely the similar in weight to Ken and Orea combined.

The man was talking to her -- at her -- as he guided her down dark, back passages. They arrived at a doorway guarded by two additional men in uniform while a queue of men waited behind a sign at the opening to another hallway. The brute pushed through the door. Orea looked around herself and found two dozen women, sitting and standing about, waiting as were the men outside.

The women were all human, which did not surprise Orea. But their skin, hair, and body styles varied like Orea would never have seen in a crowd of female Roona, who -- to the human eye -- all looked like genetic copies of one another.

There was a pale skinned woman with short, fiery red hair; a black as night skinned woman whose hair was even blacker and worn in a perfectly round kinky ball atop her head; and a brown skinned woman whose dark brunette hair was braided like a rope and ran clear down past her ass. The rest varied as much as these three, with the only similarity seeming to be that their bodies were all very scantily dressed.

The uniform in which Ken had originally viewed Orea had not been much less revealing than what some of these women wore here, so the nature of the business the women were in did not occur to Orea until the brute began talking to a woman who, while still beautiful and sexy, was wearing far more than any of the other female humans in the big room.

"One of your whores was wandering the platform again, Lyra. How many times do I have to--"

The woman studied Orea with a look of confusion as the man continued.

"--tell you that if you want to stay in business, you have to--"

"Go pick a girl, Deputy," Lyra cut him off. When he gave her a questioning look, she reached out to take Orea's other elbow with a softer grasp and a wink -- which the Roona did not entirely understand -- and clarified, "I appreciate you finding my girl. Why don't you go have some fun ... on me."

The huge man's lips spread in a wide smile, and he turned to grasp one of the whores and guide her back to one of the small rooms. Lyra studied Orea for a long moment, looking her up and down carefully. She finally asked, "Professional? Or amateur?"

Orea understood enough to know that professional in this context was what the woman was expecting. She remembered Ken's explanation in the Inn about the woman next door sucking the man's pleasure tool, and answered, "Whore."

Lyra nodded. "Freelance...?" When Orea did not respond, Lyra clarified, "Do you work for someone...? A man, or woman?"

"Ken," Orea said immediately. Over the past several minutes, the Roona had concluded that leaving her human escort had been a mistake. She simply did not understand this world well enough to fake being human. "Man name Ken. On planet."

"New recruit?" a male voice asked from behind, startling Orea. When she turned, a man in very clean, very neat, very sharp designed clothing was ogling Orea as he walked slowly around the two. "Good look. Nice body. Is she freelance?"

"No," Lyra answered. "Manager's on the surface."

"Buy her contract," the man said flatly. "Check with Immigration. They probably just arrived." As he was talking, the man had been nearing Orea. He stopped close, ogling her with great interest. When Lyra pointed out that she did not have a spare room, he said, "Sell a girl. There's a big freighter docked. Trade her for something. I could use a new mini fridge."

He turned and walked off as Lyra turned Orea and guided her to her new room, explaining the whore house's rules and how Orea would make a lot more money here once Ken was located and Orea's contract was purchased.

 

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He sighed watching the sun beginning to set and checking his newly acquired watch.

She wasn’t coming

Now that he had thought about it he realized she was probably off planet. No doubt she had secured some kind of transport either by using her warrior skills or by using the “skills” she acquired with him. He felt a pang of sadness in his heart before he shook his head snorting. He shouldn’t have been surprised after all they were only together by circumstance and bad luck and she HAD killed his crew. So why should he be sad?

Because of the amazing sex?

“Bah” Ken said turning and shaking his head. He walked into the building ignoring the empty seats and heading out into the back. A treasure trove of small ships met his eyes of all makes and models. None were as big as his old ship but they were good enough for him to get off the rock and tow the Roona sip to some one who would give him a good deal. With Jack gone he had no reason not to take her ship. If he found her he would offer it to her but if he didn’t…

Well then fair game

He looked up and down the rows of ship trying to find some thing as close to his original ship as possible. He finally found a sleek looking freighter built for speed and hauling cargo. He made his choice and an hour later he was pulling the ship and getting it ready for space.

“Ken?”

Ken whipped around one hand on his pistol there were two police officers coming toward him warily holding their own guns as they approached him.

“I don’t want no trouble” Ken said shaking his head “Jack attacked me first I was within my right to retaliate”

“He was scum” The man said bald as he spat on the ground “This isn’t about that we need you to come with us”

“For what?” Ken said raising an eyebrow

“For your whore”

One hour later

Ken parked the newly dubbed Aquilla into the docking bay and sighed. He glanced over at the police officers escorting him and ignored them instead trying to figure out how best to approach this.

“You just had to get your self caught in a whorehouse didn’t you” Ken murmured snorting and trying to resist smiling. It was funny well funny and ironic, it didn’t seem like they knew who she was yet which meant she was safe for the time being.

Well relatively speaking

“I can take it from here boys” Ken said raising an eyebrow “or are you going to march me down to the brothel like a thug?”

They exchanged glances at one another before they finally shook their heads.

“Just get there ASAP” The cop said pushing himself out of his chair and marching out with his partner. Ken gave them a little wave before stepping out and back onto the station. He paid the docking fee and security fee before stepping out and making his way to the address he was given.

“How the hell did you end up here?” Ken murmured stepping in and shaking his head. He ignored some of the girls calling at him and walked up to the receptionist.

“Ken here to see a Lyra” Ken said ignoring the receptionist curious glance.

“Of course Mr. Ken go ahead and go in” She said pointing at the office situated above the main floor. Ken nodded and walked forward going up the stairs before entering and waiting for her to come in.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Lyra gestured Ken forward to a chair opposite her at her desk. She studied him from head to toe, very much as she had Orea. As he sat, she stood, walking to the wet bar and pouring them each a drink.

"So ... we have a situation, Ken," she said. She offered the drink, sitting on the edge of her desk. As the high split dress fell away from her long, sexy leg, exposing her thigh clean up to the almost not present triangle of cloth at the junction of her thighs, she asked with a seductive tone, "Is it okay is I call you Ken ... Ken?"

She sipped at her drink, her eyes never leaving his before continuing, "Since I sent people out to look for you ... many hours ago--"

The last part was said with obvious annoyance. She may only be a Madam, but it was obvious that she felt secure in her position and power. "--your girl Oh-re-uh ... has made it clear to me that she is not a professional. That is not the situation that concerns me, though. The situation is that while my girls were taking care of her ... getting her some more suitable clothes ... food and water ... a regular of ours got a gander at her and ... well, he took a fancy to her."

Lyra slid off the desk and began to circle around it as she continued. "This ... regular of mine ... well, he's a man I can't simply say no to. Which means that, professional or not, I cannot allow your girl -- or you -- to say no to him either. To do so would be financially troubling for me ... and very dangerous for you and Orea."

She sat in her chair, sipping at her drink, waiting for the man's reaction.

 

[silvertongue217]

He watched her little show raising an eyebrow. He tried to resist the urge to snort and made no move to drink the drink placed in his hand. Wildcat territory was dangerous for a number of reason and this woman clearly thought she had a position of power over him. It was cute but one he didn’t really have time for.

He rose an eyebrow studying her for several moments “It took you hours to find me because I was searching for her” He remarked leaning in giving her an intense gaze and a sexy smile.

“She aint my girl she is my partner” He said standing up “I have no claim on her or what she does now you may not be able to say no to him but Orea and I we can really say whatever we want I have been in Wildcat territory before I just got done beating to death the last person who thought they could bluster and coerce me into doing some thing and her and I am not in the mood for it you want money for her having used your supplies I can provide it but I cant sell some thing I have no right to sell”

“If you want to stop trying to threaten or intimidate me and talk then I wouldn’t be against that but if you continue on this line it wont end for you or me I made her a promise to watch her back and I mean to keep it even if it means my death” He told her looking her straight in the eye.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Lyra listened to and understood Ken's every word. Of course, that did not change the situation, for any of them. She stood again, walking to a VidComm and tapping an icon. An image of Orea sitting in the dark corner of a room with another apparent whore appeared.

"I understand what you're saying, Ken," she said.

She used the icon control panel in the lower corner of the large wall mounted screen to zoom in so close that Ken could see the tears streaming down the other woman's face and Orea's determined, strong expression as she whispered to the woman.

"In fact, your girl Orea said essentially the same thing," Lyra said. She studied the two women for a moment. "The only problem is she didn't explain herself very well--"

Lyra tapped another icon, and Orea's voice began escaping from the speakers flanking the monitor. And she was not speaking English. Lyra studied the Roona's words, then the whispered response from the other woman, before turning to look at Ken. She asked with a tone that told him she already knew the answer, "Does that sound human to you?"

 

[silvertongue217]

He watched trying not to let her see how his heart clenched at her whispered words. Shit he knew that the longer she spent on this rock the more chances of her being “revealed” as an alien. She didn’t pass for one on the ground up here…..

She had no chance

“So?” He finally side turning back to her “If you know the truth you also know one of the reasons why I dont want her getting to close to others if any one finds out….” He said making a cutting motion with his hands.

“If you know then you know” He said shrugging and raising an eyebrow “If you thought you were going to blackmail me with this then your going to be dissapointed you would have already called the Alliance if you were willing to give her up and since you are out here I am guessing you don’t have no love for Alliance types also you clearly took care of her so you don’t want to harm her”

“I still stand by what I said” He finally said breathing out softly “I don’t speak for her you have to ask her if this man cant be trusted though if there is any hint she could be turned in then I will kill him without every one else”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

"I have no interest in turning this woman--" Lyra stopped, looking back to the screen before continuing, "--this ... whatever she is ... over to the alliance. I am a business woman. A capitalist." She looked back to Ken. "I'm in it for the money."

She returned to her desk and turned a tablet toward him. She tapped a button, and a 2 foot diameter 3D holographic sphere of near space appeared. "We're here..." she said, pointing to a light indicating the local system. She pointed to another light "...and this is Hoya. It is a Roona system, but..."

She tapped at the tablet, causing the hologram to zoom until it was showing the icons for just one specific planet and its four satellites, one of which was artificial. She pointed to the space station, continuing, "This is Post Hoya, a neutral trading post. Officially, in the Alliance's view, it is enemy territory ... a den of spies, assassins, criminals ... you get the point."

Lyra moved on the chair next to Ken, this time intentionally presenting the bright red triangle of cloth between her thighs to the man. She leaned in close to him just enough to also give him a clear view of her impressive cleavage.

"I have business with a woman on Post Hoya," she said, her voice softer and almost seductive. "Unfortunately, I can't do this business publically. What I need is a good man ... with a fast ship ... and a motive. Your girl Orea wants to get her friend out of here. You want to get your girl Orea out of here. I want to conduct my business, which -- coincidentally -- could be a very profitable venture for said good man."

As she said good man the second time, Lyra reached a long nailed finger to Ken's thigh, intending to trace it up the leg, moving further inside his thigh, and closer to his cock should he not stop her.

 

[silvertongue217]

He listened to her talk his eyes widening as he began to realize what she was talking about. What he had thought was going to be a shake down was now turning into a business arrangement one that by the sound of it could be very profitable for him. When she showed him the map his mind was already jumping plotting to figure out the best route to take. He had been to the station before on some business of his own business which if he was thinking right might be business she was trying to do as well.

He watched her, she was a seductress and soon she was using those skills showing off what was in between her legs and giving him a view of her impressive cleavage. He heard her words but didn’t care instead watching her tracing fingers and not making any move to stop them.

“I’m not a good man” He said grabbing her hand at the last minute and then placing it directly on his hard cock “I do have a newly acquired fast ship though so I’ll make you a deal I go do this run for you and you watch after Orea and her friend then I come back and get her what Orea chooses to do with you and your girl is up to her however”

“Or was there some other deal you had in mind?” He asked raising an eyebrow letting his cock throb in her hands.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

“I’m not a good man” Ken said, grasping Lyra's slowly creeping hand and moving it directly to his growing cock. She began kneading it as he continued, asking, "Or was there some other deal you had in mind?”

She smiled wide, knowing -- as Ken could not -- that his offer was even better for her than the one she had been contemplating. She stood, taking his hand to lead him to her bedroom as she finished, "Why don't we discuss this naked, sweaty, and overwhelmed by euphoria."

 

[silvertongue217]

He hesitated for a few seconds wondering if he was making the right choice. A part of him felt like he was cheating on Orea of course they weren’t “exclusive” but they were friends. He loved her maybe he wasn’t in love with her but she was important to him.

More than he cared to admit

Yet….. He made no claim to her and she didn’t with him. He was leaving her with a whore who would no doubt give her the opportunity to explore her new fund sexuality. He didn’t want to tell her no either simply because he had no right to. She was new to humanity and sex and even though he liked being her partner he felt strange being her ONLY partner.

“Yes we shall” He said getting up and following her to her bedroom. He stepped in and closed the door behind him grabbing her wrist and pulling her to him. His lips hit hers in a ragged passionate kiss. He was already hard, hard from her ministrations and desire. He kissed her with passion his hands traveling up her sides and gripping her back before he released her.

“So are you going to tell me what business I am to be conducting?” He asked raising an eyebrow and pushing off his leather flight jacket. His gun belt and grey long sleeve fell of next tossed aside and revealing his scarred body as he watched her.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Ken asked as he undressed, “So, are you going to tell me what business I am to be conducting?”

"Not yet," she said, smiling devilishly as she backed up a step. "If you're good, though..."

Suddenly, her hand swept through the air and slapped Ken's face. It was not meant to be a painful strike, and Lyra could see in the man's eyes that he was more surprised -- and likely angry -- than hurt.

Almost as fast as she had slapped Ken, the madam lifted an extended index finger before him and commanded, "Be good!"

As she stared into Ken's eyes, like a guard dog ensuring an intruder took not another step, she reached her free hand inside the hip high split in her dress. She literally ripped the tiny thong from her body, tossing it casually to the floor.

Lyra moved slightly closer, reaching her hand up slowly to Ken's face. With her eyes and gentle finger tips both, she inspected the red marks on Ken's skin. She pouted her lips, feigning sympathy -- then slapped him again just as hard and fast and immediately gestured to him again, demanding, "Be good!"

 

[silvertongue217]

What the

That was Kens only thought so much so he barely registered the sting of the slap. He hadn’t expected the madame to be aggressive or dominating with him of course this was Wildcat territory and you never knew what you were getting into with the people here. A part of Ken wanted to be angry with her and slap her back and have some aggressive sex but her caution to be good made him pause.

She wanted him to play along so he watched giving a ragged moan as she ripped the thong off of her body. His cock was enjoying…. Whatever this was twitching in his pants as he walked over to him and slapped him again. He took the slap making sure to keep his eyes downcast as she inspected the newest slap.

“Yes Ma’am” He said keeping his eyes down deciding to play along

For now

“I will be good I swear” He said looking up at her locking his eyes with her to show her he was willing to play along.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

“I will be good I swear,” Ken told Lyra.

She smiled again, reaching to his face again and like an old woman showing her approval to her obedient grandson, she reached up to Ken's now red cheek, patted it with her fingertips, and said, "Good boy. Good boy."

She took his hand, turned, and led him out of the bedroom to an adjacent room. The two rooms were dramatically different. The bedroom had been colorful and soft and comfortable, like that of a woman living on one of the Alliance's better off planets. This room ... well, it was a Dominatrix's playground. There were racks, both vertical and horizontal, upon which shackles could be attached to the all four of a submissive's appendages ... or, in the case of a male, all five. There were chains and ropes and cuffs and lots of body wear with spikes and leather and pain causing ornaments or intrusions.

Lyra led Ken to the far side of the room, stopped, turned close to him, and again slapped him, this time with the conspicuous intent of hurting him. This time, however, she did not raise her finger in warning. She was testing him, wishing to see if he would continue to take her abuse or lash back at her. Either way, he was soon going to get a surprise.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

(OOC: This is a continuation of the previous post, which I had been unable to complete at the time.)

When he did not immediately respond, with either words or action, Lyra's grin widened -- a bit of devilishness, a bit of satisfaction, a bit of anticipation -- as she reached up to the back of her neck and released a snap. Her dress seemed to simply flow downward over and off her curves like mountain water over centuries long sculpted stone. A moment later, Lyra stood before Ken in nothing but mid thigh high fishnet stockings, heels, and a smile.

With the exception of the removal of every hair on her body south of her neck, Lyra's perfect body was as Mother Nature had intended it -- no tattoos, no piercings, no surgical enhancements -- and as many men desired it: flawless, dark skin; firm, gravity defying breasts; large, dark, always pert nipples; a narrow waist and wide hips, together creating a dramatic hour glass figure; a firm, pear shaped ass; and long, luscious legs.

With the lack of hair at the meeting of her thighs, the madam's man trap -- as her very successful but now long gone, gold digging mother had called it -- was very much on disply. Its darker outer labia parted just slightly, giving a hint of her inner pink flesh and large clit, swollen by the anticipation of the game play she had initiated with that first slap.

She turned and walked to a spot in the room illuminated harshly by a powerful overhead light. Here, a horizontal metal bar hung from an adjustable chain about seven feet of the ground, shackles at each end; with a corresponding pair of shackles on the floor below. Lyra lowered, her haunches resting on her ankles as she looked to Ken and -- gesturing in invitation to the soon-to-be-abused submissive's proper place -- asked, "You or me?"

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[silvertongue217]

He watched her wordlessly following her still willing to play along. Getting dominated was entirely new territory for him. He was used to being the alpha male the one who fucked and dominated the girl until she was nothing more than a puddle on the floor. He took pride in that even if it was just sex. A part of him was excited though to give up control to experience it. His cheek was throbbing from the slap but his cock was rock hard straining in his pants and pulsing with the desire to follow her.

He felt her take his hand and he let her lead him. They moved out of the bedroom and into a room that could only be described as a dominates dream room. His mouth slid open slightly as he took it all in for the first time realizing just how much she was into it. For the first time he felt his heart clench a little in fear. He let her slap her again and narrowed his eyes getting ready to say some thing.

Then her clothes fell off

His breath caught n his throat groaning as he took in her nude form. She let him admire him for several minutes long enough for him to squirm and rub his cock as he tried to keep his cock from bursting out of his pants. She was free of blemishes or any thing so natural that he almost rubbed his eyes to see if he wasn’t imagining it. They lived in a world and age where modification was every thing. Of course he kept himself s natural as possible as well but it was a rarity to see a woman so…. All natural.

She was walking and his eyes tracked her noticing the bar on the ceiling. She was asking him some thing and he cocked his had listening a second time as he starred at her.

Him or her?

He took several seconds before wordlessly responding he stripped becoming naked as well in front of her his cock twitching and swollen as he stepped forward. He looked at the bar again and then turned back to her locking eyes.