Ponyrides on Peraldin

The ship's hum is soft and steady as the stars leave trails of white on your screen due to Hyperspace, like the universe giving you a private Bukkake show. You stretch out in your chair for a moment before returning to applying the last touches to your makeup. Finn may not care about that sort of thing, but she doesn't have potential clients to impress or port authorities to seduce. The ship's console beeps as the stars reform back into place, signaling your arrival at Peraldin 3.

Peraldin 3 started out as a nice little colony for the Federation, before a dozen pirate crews set up shop on Peraldin 8,using the mostly uninhabitable planet as a staging area for the nearby trade lanes, which made the location plummet in both quality and safety. The Federation came in and cleaned them out, but the colony was never truly the same after that. Constantly switching hands between different empires, outlaws and corporations, the planet quickly turned into a sort of neutral trade hub/outlaw haven. For the right price anything could be found there or hid there. As such, it's both the perfect place and the worst place for you to be.

You take a quick stock of your tools for your arrival before squeezing in and zipping up your suit. Several gas grenades, all your little spy and thievery tools to escape most situations, and your pistol. As the Viper enters orbit your fingers dance gracefully on the keypad transmitting clearance codes as well as a hefty bribe while you begin the landing sequence. The ship's automated systems take over after you approach the dock and set the ship down for you. Two dozen scans and a second bribe to security later and you step out into the overcast skies of Peraldin 3.

Exiting the spaceport to the travel center a block down, the smells of spices, sexual fluids and burnt gunpowder wafts through the air like a strange fog of vice and hedonism. Turning the final corner, you see the lineup of 'Taxis' to rent. The taxi system of Peraldin 3 is a lineup of ponygirls for rent, each bound and gagged on Crosses and Stocks, their prices glowing on a tiny hologram in front of them. Some are fully encased in latex, others are pierced and covered in metal bands and harnesses.

One in particular catches your eye however, a demure pale Luxvan female, her skin white like porcelain with shimmering metallic pink hair. She looks up at you as you approach, softly whimpering behind her bit gag and harness, as you reach down and inspect her body. She is slim and athletic, wrapped up in a thick neuro-latex harness that sends electrical shocks to her at varying levels, all decided by the person who rents her. Her rubber covered hands are bound above her head, showcasing the tasteful breasts with a single black metallic chain hanging between them. A glance down shows off her toned legs are locked in metal Pony boots that are closer to anchors instead of footwear, your gaze rises to see her red eyes shining like rubies as she silently pleads with you to choose her. Two fingers push the strap on her crotch aside to confirm she is wet and eager for your patronage, causing a small smile to crawl across your face.

"Eager to please huh?"

She looks down submissively, her hair darkening to a shade like wine, a racial sign of blushing. 'Submissive, eager and a feint of innocence? I wonder if she's for sale.' You ponder, considering getting a fellow sub and playmate for the more boring days waiting for clients. A quick tap on the screen, a connection to your comlink and a click as her wrist bindings come free as well as the Pony boots unlock and you are the proud renter of a Luxvan ponygirl.

The girl falls to her knees to rub her cheek on your calf, a silent thank you. You respond in kind by softly shocking her, causing her to moan through her gag, but not enough to activate the vibrators in her aching pussy and tailplug. You walk towards the saddle location as she follows you closely, both in submission and fear of her outfit shocking her painfully for straying too far. Although you'd love nothing more then to put a saddle on the girl and make her crawl to your destination, you are sadly in a rush. You grab a rickshaw and begin to strap her to it, thankful Finn stays relatively close to the port. As you finish up, you reach down and pull on her nipple chain causing the Luxvan to pant hard and stare at you with rapt attention.

Previous visits here tells you that most girls can get you there in half an hour, but with the appropriate incentive, some time can be shaved. "Get me to where I need to go faster then most of the girls, and I'll let that vibrator run the entire time I'm there slut."

Her eyes widen in surprise at your proposal as she nods emphatically. You smirk as you tell her the address and climb into the rickshaw.

"Take too long, and I'll leave this on instead. Think of it as incentive." You activate the punishment mode for a moment, sending a strong electric shock directly to her clit as she cries out and spasms from it. She quickly sprints to the location, however you see her normally creamy white thighs shine like polished marble, revealing her orgasm from the pain.

The sights of Peraldin 3 are always nice to look upon. A strange mish mash of Corporate Neon and Polish clashing with Syndicate Flesh and Filth. Every once in awhile the hard steel of the Federation pokes out of the waves of civilizations, like an outcropping of rock breaking through river rapids. Bounty Hunters, deranged treasure seekers, broken slaves, conniving businessmen and jaded prospectors surge through the streets, each looking for, or regretting, the loss of power and money.

The girl comes to a stop as you realize she proves herself quite the skilled runner, reaching your location in only 12 minutes, faster then you yourself could have run there. You nod quietly at the quality of her stamina as you get out of the rickshaw. Definitely someone to look into purchasing. She looks back at you, smiling as best she can behind a bitgag and facial harness, as she bounces up in down in excitement. Her nipple chain jingling as if signaling the ride is over. You smile as you approach her and rub breasts softly then slowly reaching down and pulling on the harness itself, her whimpers floating out of her to signal her need.

"Don't have too much fun, you need to take me back you know." you whisper to her as you activate the harness's pleasure mode at full **** before setting it's strength to random. Her eyes roll up as she immediately orgasms. Her legs tremble in a vain attempt to hold her up during the reward, but to no avail, she collapses to her knees as rides the wave as you turn to enter Finn's shop. You hope Finn has your equipment ready...