“Both you and Aranche need to work tomorrow; we’re living on
altruism right now and that isn’t exactly right. “ Nathan said in response to Gilarose’s earlier
statement about being able to be a secretary for him, granted he was taking a
moment to measure up all the ramifications of the action. Everyone needed to pull their weight right
now, including himself and despite being injured he knew he’d be cleaning up
the area come the following day.
Leaning back, the tinges of pain along his body became a bit more
pronounced leaving only a train of thoughts to ponder how bad his injuries
were.
Derailing that train hurriedly, Nathan would look back up at
Gilarose whom seemed to be a little more than eager to hear what his next
orders were. “Make sure that Jack and
Tesla go out to drum up some business, have Zephyr run a proximity check on
everyone from the roofs. Just to make
sure no bad deals or kidnappings are attempted. Lily needs at least another day or so to
heal properly and Ludma….in her current condition she’s too likely to give a
freebie.” The dark skinned prostitute
would simply nod and write it all down on her slim sheet of paper by her side
before looking back at Nathan. Having
already collapsed, she smirked then stepped outside of the room and walked down
the hallway.
Once she had managed to move all the way across the building
away from where they were sleeping, Gilarose stepped into a vacant room and
locked the door behind her. Taking
another precaution, she slipped into the bathroom and closed that door as well,
locking it before placing her fingers against her temple. In response, her eyes filled with electronic
light illustrating that she was at least enhanced to the point of having
incredibly sophisticated communication equipment installed into her body. Once she started speaking, her tone changed
drastically. It was harsh and almost
vicious going through the process of evaluating the statements given to her
while simultaneously processing her own words.
“Well, how did he respond?”
Waiting for the person at the other end of the line to make their statement,
Gilarose would look over her nails for a second before looking back up. “Eighty-two percent, huh, get him back up to
ninety by the tomorrow; we’re running a business here not some idiotic charity
organization.”
Standing up and beginning to pace a little, Gilarose’s back
would lean against the wall before she fidgeted a bit more. Rubbing her legs together s her body began to
heat up. “Sir, I wanted to ask again why
it was necessary for me to work as I am?”
At this point, her voice was becoming softer again yet fear was present
as she began to tremble at her knees.
Whatever voice was on the other end was enough to make her drop any
signs of dominance and fall into submission.
“Yes sir, I understand but why couldn’t I have been part of maintenance
or possibly a mercenary.” Her words were
beginning to fall off, something inside of her was working and the fight
against it was a losing battle.
Gilarose’s free hand shot down into her panties, pushing the rapidly
dampening fabric aside so she could touch the tender flesh of her labia.
“Stop…please….” She
whimpered out, but the connection stayed strong even as she moved her other
hand over one of her over-sized breasts.
Pinching the nipple between index and middle finger, Gilarose felt
shivers going down her spine as she was manipulated like a puppet. Grasping the underside of right breast, she
shoved it upward and wrapped her mouth around the puffy and hardened
nipple. Suckling on herself as her
fingers started to pressure themselves deep into her body, Gilarose’s eyes were
starting to glaze over as drool ran over her breast making it moist. Sloppy, smacking noises resounded from her
lips and her cunt as she relentlessly played with herself. Any argument that the dark woman might have
tried to muster now was lost in the sexual satisfaction she was gaining from playing
with herself.
After a few minute, Gilarose would flop down onto the floor
exhausted after orgasming all over herself and her clothing. Her tongue hung out of her mouth limply,
while her thoughts continued to rampage through her skull. Can’t
fight it, they’ve got complete control of me.
Oh God, I need a cock…a big juicy cock to fuck me so hard, I want one in
every hole… What have I become…. Whimpering against the floor and starting to
pull herself up; the woman would pull herself into shower and begin to undress
so she could clean herself before having to service customers.
Later:
Nathan was laid out on the couch once more as the world
turned on without him. Both Tesla and
Zephyr had woken up refreshed, not realizing their actions had disturbed
another one; without missing a beat the two left the room and went out for an
early morning run. Neither were
concerned that it was a dangerous part of Roshire considering just how
dangerous they were. When they got back,
the pair would pause to really look over the building that they were currently
staying in. “Pitiful excuse of a tin
can.” Zephyr muttered under his breath
kicking at the metallic exterior and listening to the echo that emerged from
it. Sighing as he moved around the location, he would notice the blown out
windows, the tattered parts of the walls and regions that were simply covered
with wooden boards.
“We’re not going to attract many customers in a place like
this; its dirty, run down and smells bad to boot. Most people are just going to think we’re a
hive for venereal diseases and nothing more.”
Tesla stated bluntly before spitting on the ground and running her foot
against the artificial grass slowly. It
was a nice touch, but Tesla couldn’t help but miss the feeling of the plant
life of her home world against her skin not to mention the effects that many of
them supplied. Huffing out a sigh, she
would look back to her husband with a brief glance. “So, how has Yor’zvin been in my
absence?” Zephyr looked back towards her
with his eyebrows raised before leaning back against the wall.
“I suppose, it hasn’t changed all that much. Most of the citizens had found your penchant
for getting lost or disappearing from the planet for long periods of time to
mean you wanted no part of us. Yet,
many believed that you would return on your own time with new information or
possibly new allies for war. It was only
after your father got the ransom notice that he sent out several of the elite
warriors to hunt you down. The general
public has no knowledge of your abduction.”
Zephyr spoke casually about it, toying with the mandibles that covered
his mouth before Tesla responded.
“Father is a smart man, he knows better than to allow unrest
and panic to spread through the people.
Not to mention with Clan Rarok looking to hurry along the process of
taking rule and remove some of the more controversial policies of my
family. The public and those with the
greatest power need to see that we’re not weak and we can fend for
ourselves.” Saying this, the female
Yor’zvin would watch as several aliens walked by. It appeared that the work day was starting
and soon it would be time for them and the rest of the crew to get to work. “What of affairs, has anything new happened
while I’ve been away or is everything still as it was?” Tesla wanted everything there was to know and
considering that Zephyr was the first Yor’zvin she had been in contact with for
nearly a year; she was eager to get all the information she could have.
“A few things are out of place on Yor’zvin, my lady. There
has been a lot of unrest lately, apparently there is a new clan gaining power
rapidly; it demands that it be taken seriously and be given the right to join
in the cycling of leadership.” Tesla
would roll her shoulders back uncaringly, that happened occasionally on her
planet and the movements generally fizzled out quickly due to some scandal
about a weak leader. Ignoring it, she
heard Zephyr add something else that piqued her interests. “Apparently, the entire clan is following
some old religion that our ancestors followed; which they use as a military
mantra. No sex, no fatty foods, no
anything but the expansion of the mind, the spirit and the body; many of the
members follow it religiously for some reason.
Their leader claims it makes them stronger and their abstaining will
allow them to relish in a great debauchery once they have their demands met.”
“Religious loons,” Tesla would state with some disgust
before continuing, “every time our planet gets some cult running around, we end
up going through this crap. Two hundred
years ago it was the Oraf order, then a hundred years before that it was the
Exodus Corporation.”
“Don’t forget the Thesalliancas or the Fervor Knights.”
Don’t remind me,”
Tesla said rubbing the top of her head and just sighing before looking
back up at Zephyr before smiling softly.
“Doesn’t matter, our society will bounce back. It always does, it is just a little hic-up in
our people will get through. Now then,
my dear husband…how have you been faring?
I can see that you’ve still got some damage from being beaten earlier,
tell me, is our project really that strong?”
Zephyr would shake his head slowly at the last statement before whipping
his jaw line.
“He has….potential, but right now he is incredibly rough and
leaves a good many openings; if he hadn’t had assistance and I hadn’t been so
headstrong…well, he would have likely been dead before too long into
combat. If you want me to analyze
everything then I’ll be blunt, his combat stance is shit…his form could use
work though he is pretty good at reading lower middle class attacks. Given his penchant or using his entire body
in a fight, I can tell that he could be a force to be reckoned with; if he
actually trained his body. He’s a
little pudgy at the moment and needs to be hardened up, not to mention to learn
to fully follow through with his punches; he’s just using his arms and not his
back when he swings.” When Zephyr
finished his report, the few black strands of his hair were blown back by a
vehicle speeding past them from above; his own pitch black eyes gazing towards
the horizon. “A decent specimen, but not
the type I would have expected you to go for.”
Tesla would look back up at Zephyr for a moment watching him
pocket his hands into his pants. Moving
against him, the female’s lips pressed against his exposed neckline before she
stroked his hips. “Good eye, but you
forgot to mention that his cardio-vascular system is his weak point; he tires
out easily when the adrenaline dies down.
I would say at best he could run three or four miles if he was being
pushed along with friends, but maybe only one or one and a half on his own
will-power. He’s also lazy.” Smirking up
at him, the red-head’s own black eyes would gaze into his own before she ran
her hand against his face. “Still, you
did a great job.”
“Mmhm…thanks.” Zephyr
responded sarcastically before rolling his eyes and moving his own hands down
the side of Tesla’s face. “I’ve been
faithfully following your orders as always my princess, training and keeping
myself ready for when you might ask me to act.
Granted, I was genuinely worried when I heard that you hadn’t returned
in such a long period of time. Still,
why look for it now….our clan still has several years to go before we must
switch out of power.”
“You’re too small minded dear husband, I do what I do
because it is what is best and it is what I enjoy doing most. Now, come with me, I need someone with a
modicum of vitality who can actually make me achieve a real orgasm; I might owe
that man my eternal gratitude and body…but it doesn’t mean that I can’t feel
less than satisfied at his performance.
Human females have much to learn about stamina.” Giggling, she grabbed Zephyr’s hand and
pulled him away to a private place where they could fuck like animals.
Anyone who had ever witnessed Yor’zvin moments of intimacy
would have been able to say that what Tesla and Zephyr did was completely in
the norm for them; however, many would likely wish they had a video camera for
the moment. They scratched, bit,
strangled, slapped and made the scene to look more like an intense moment of
hatred rather than a deep love; everything about Yor’zvin involved some type of
warfare and sex was no different. While
Zephyr did his best, fought like a true warrior and stood his ground with each
blow that Tesla hammered into his chest, pelvis and onto his arms. Heavy black and purple marks rose up on their
skin from the damage they did to each other; what make-up the princess wore ran
down her cheeks from tear marks due to her sheer ecstasy from the moment.
When everything was done some two hours later, the pair were
drenched in sweat and their chests heaved up and down; yet, despite the
numerous bite marks and bruises on their bodies and faces, they were curled up
together laying in a puddle of their own sexual release. Both of their arms wrapped around the others
back, but even in their release and relaxation both of them gave off the visage
of predators ready to pounce on whatever prey that came their way. “Mmmhmm…,”
Tesla moaned out in the afterglow with a playful smile before kissing
Zephyr’s forehead. “I missed my knight’s
pride…” As she giggled for a moment, she
curled her head up against Zephyr’s running her hands through his dark
locks. “Keep your guard up, we reside in
a village of liars and schemers.”
After her warning, the red-head would slip out of bed and
push away from Zephyr moving towards the shower nearby. “Zephyr, get cleaned up and make sure the
room is in order before you leave; the others should be getting up soon. We’ve got…work to do.” Nodding to her, the two remained stoic in the
following moments as they cleaned, redressed and made sure that anything they
happened to have broken was tossed away.
Two hours later:
The rancor of the seventy-second level of Roshire caused
Slacker Jack to wince a little bit as he stood in one of the darker corners
beside Tesla whom was dressed in the tight pink top that she was wearing the
other day. Considering the sudden
increase in warmth, it was understandable that she had pushed the sleeves up
and kept her shorts on this time. “Ever
done anything like this before?” Jack
asked before seeing that the red-head was glaring down at him almost hatefully.
“No, prostitution is for the weak and those that do not earn
their own pleasure don’t deserve it.
This entire situation is disgusting, but considering the lack of options
we currently have we don’t have much of a choice…Valkerian.” Jack cut his eyes back to Tesla and growled
at her for a moment before looking back out towards the crowds.
“Shut it, you fucking Yor’zvin war-whore. My race is gone and it’s going to remain
that way thanks to your people’s constant desire to hunt us down like animals.” Both of them locked eyes with each other
before Tesla’s hand shot down and yanked one of Jack’s daggers from his
pocket. Reacting, the younger man had
grabbed the other and shot it upwards both of them with the blades against the
others jugular. Tesla would only chortle
briefly before looking down at him suggestively. “I see, that time hasn’t dulled your reflexes
‘Jack’. When was the last time I saw
you? Four or five cycles ago? Knowing you, you would have never come to a
populated planet like this on your own and considering that you’ve been so
quiet about our little racial rivalry something must be going on.”
Jack kept his quiet before his eyes dilated to dots and a
large psychotic smile appeared on his face.
“If you weren’t so damn astute I would cut that pretty little neck of
yours and paint this alley-way with your blood. Too bad there are too many people that would
realize you were gone and all fingers would immediately point to me.” Jack would slide the blade away and let the
flat of it run against her neck. “Your
brother begged you know….he begged for a proper death as I cut each of his extremities
off one by one in front of him. He
screamed in his agony, begged for it to end properly….he screamed so loudly
that I eventually had to cut his tongue out so he wouldn’t give away my
location.”
Tesla didn’t respond to the statement, instead, she felt the
blade continue to run down the line of her throat or a moment before a brief
smirk appeared on her face. “At least he
begged to die like a man and not or a quick death.” At that point, Jack pulled the knife away
from her neck and shrugged slowly before taking the other blade back as well.
“You, Yor’zvin are no fun…don’t even get upset when you lose
someone precious to you. You just get
even and are done with it. A petty, I
do love seeing the emotions run rampant on peoples’ faces, giving me a glimpse
into the world beneath the heartless facades of society.” Grinning, Jack stepped away from the alley
way and looked towards several buildings before pointing at three of them. “There is a bar over there, might find a
couple of lonely saps who could use a good lay there. Over in that direction, I can see a park
which will be good to come back around to later in the evening, same deal with the
bar. Hmm, lastly I think I see a
gambling rink….the manager and security might not like us advertising in their
joint or maybe they would. Could lead
to some interesting deals in the future possibly; still, safest bet is the bar.” While speaking, Jack’s eyes were wondering
about the crowd as if he were selecting targets of another kind.
“Ugh, you Valkerians…always obsessed with finding something
to kill; this is why my people eradicated you.
All you did was kept talking about the joy of the kill, instead of the
rush of the fight; made it so we couldn’t enjoy a rematch.” Rubbing the tip of her nose, she glared down
at Jack whom was crotched down and beginning to rub his hands together.
“Not the joy of the kill, the joy of savoring another’s
reaction. Killing is just a sure fire
way to get a reaction, but then again so is raping, pillaging and wanton
destruction. You fight for the sake of
fighting, we fought because we wanted to see how others would react. The Valkerian race threw themselves
head-long at yours because you intrigued us, emotion meant nothing we wanted
sorrow, but you gave us only rage and happiness. We couldn’t help ourselves.” Tesla started shaking her head at the
psychopath beneath her, before she thought of something else.
“What about the other two?”
“Who Gilarose and Arachne?
Honestly, they are just people I picked up to get a fix. I act as their guardian and they kick me back
money from their…illicit acts; not to mention I get to feast off the emotions
before and after they perform.” Giggling
a little, he would look back up at Tesla before pointing a finger at her. “What about you….you’re not the type to travel
in a group, Tesla Oracon wouldn’t daddy be terrified to see how low you’ve
fallen. Crawling through the gutters
with a couple of humans, how disgraceful.”
Tesla didn’t respond to the question, leaving Slacker Jack to pout
before looking back out into the crowd.
Both hating and also respecting the other for their own reasons.
A.
Wait till
nightfall and go to the bar.
B.
Wait till dusk and head to the park
C.
Go to the casino now.
