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Chapter 32
by Manbear
What step is that?
I claim her as she bucks
“What?” Alison wipes the worst of the dripping jizz from her chin and breasts as I lift her to her feet. “What are you going to do now?” Neither of us really have any doubt about what is happening next, but all the same she manages to look shocked and alarmed as I lay her on her back with the lacy wedding dress bunched up around her waist.
“It's time to pop this cherry, my dear.” I chuckle eagerly as I grip her by the ankles and spread her open in a weird combination of lewdness and sweet innocence. “You're no good as a ship's slut when your pretty little pussy is still sealed as tight as fusion chamber safety hatch.”
“But I'm not a slut!” Alison's voice rises in a panicked squeak.
“You are now. This is how you're going to pay for your passage,” I love the way Alison looks up at me with her big expressive eyes. “A ship's slut's job is to fuck anyone who wants so relief. You're just lucky it's only me right now and not a full crew of six.”
“Don't do this, Captain!” Alison's legs kick just a little in my grip but the struggles are more for show than any real intent. “You'll ruin me ... no man will have me.”
“You should have thought about that before you snuck aboard the Shadow Flight,” I had a Traveller campaign way back in college where the party moved about the galaxy aboard a smuggler's ship with that name. “Besides, I think you'll find that men will be very interested in you by the time we get into the Saro system.”
In spite of Alison's protests and half-hearted struggles, when I let go of her ankle to place the head of my cock against her slick opening, she pauses long enough to let me get positioned. She only resumes her wiggling once I've gotten a good grip again around her ankle.
“You're despicable, Sir.” I can feel her tight pussy clamping tightly around the head of my cock that is just inside her. “I hate you!” With that final protest, I push into her and her mouth opens in a sudden gasp of pain.
“Aiigh, you're hurting me, Captain.”
“Go ahead and scream then,” I encourage her. “I've always wanted to have a high-class bitch like you squealing and thrashing under me.” My adventurous young tenant picks up on my cue; her struggles became much more frantic and her cries sharper and louder. This is what I always imagined it would be like to deflower one of Sparrowhawk's Imperial heroines. It isn't a gentle seduction - I'm fucking that innocent maiden as hard as I can as she bucks and squirms under me squealing with every thrust just like the characters in those erotic space-operas always did.
“Oh fuck, this feels good.” I grunt almost as loudly as the teenager's whimpers. “I'll make a ship's slut out of you in no time.” Alison is still putting up as much of a fight as she can. When I release her legs and bend over her to drive in even deeper, Alison's hands claw at my chest causing enough pain for me to have to grab them and pin her hands down by her ears.
Now, it is Alison's legs that are free to kick, but the feeling of her heels hitting the back of my legs only adds to the experience. With each hard thrust Alison's hips buck against my pelvis and her feigned cries of pain slowly turn into needy moans and then gasps of wonder.
“You have to stop, Sir ... oh Nova ... oh, it's not right ... please don't make me do this!” Alison's eyes are whirling as I fuck her and by now, her legs have locked behind my back squeezing me as hard as I'm fucking her. With our bodies pressed tightly together, I am distinctly aware of the bunched-up fabric of the wedding dress I bought and that reminded me of what this scenario is all about.
“Once I get you properly broken in, I'm going to send a vid-file of you servicing a line of Johns at a spaceport brothel to your jilted husband. Do you think he'd like seeing his once pure bride-to-be spread out like a whore for the use of anyone with a few creds to burn?”
It is this final verbal jab that sends Alison over the edge, and the sudden flush of heat that fills her pussy is accompanied by another loud shriek, but this one is a cry of pleasure, not pain. It would be easy to follow right along with her, but I've already cum once in her mouth, and even with the extra dose of medication, I'm not sure how many more loads I have left in me.
Cum now, or change positions to make this night last even longer?
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Paying the rent
A dirty old man takes advantage of his young tenant
A recently retired widower has a pretty coed living upstairs who is having trouble paying her rent. He makes the shy blonde an offer she cannot refuse. In exchange for living rent-free in his house, the young woman agrees to fufill his many fantasies. Some of these fantasies are pretty similar to encounters depicted in my other writing, but in addition to dom/sub, light bondage and themes this story hopefully will have elements of romance and humor as the two main characters from different generations learn to live together. Unlike my other stories, this one will be pretty linear. The reader will be given choices about how the homeowner enjoys the 19 year old, but the overall flow of the story will not be affected by these choices.
Updated on Jan 15, 2024
by Manbear
Created on Jun 29, 2020
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