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Schlock Mercenary: The Price of Freedom (Night 1)

Title: the price of freedom (night 1)

Series: Schlock Mercenary

Rating: NC-17

Characters: Ceeta/Breya/Tagon

Contains: femslash, het, group

A terapedo appeared in Jevee Ceeta’s cell at 2100 hours exactly. It brought with it a blindfold and a pair of electronic earplugs. “Put these on”, it said. She tied the form-fitting blindfold to her eyes, and put the plugs in her ears. They modified the sound around her, giving it a sort of vibrato. Ceeta reached out and found the terapedo, which then left with her in tow.

Ceeta materialized in a room. It was probably still somewhere in the ship, and it had a bed in it. “Here she is”, said a female voice distorted by the earplugs. “What do you want to do?” “I don’t know. What do you want to do?” said a male voice. If Ceeta knew them, she couldn’t tell who they were.

“Alright”, said the woman’s voice, “We’ll start simple. Ceeta, strip.” Ceeta carefully, slightly unbalanced by the loss of sight and distorted hearing, removed the simple robe-like prisoner’s garment she wore. She started to remove her bra, when she felt a mouth on the waistband of her panties.

She blushed deeply. “I-” the woman’s voice cut her off from around her waist level. “Shhh. Just do what we tell you.” Ceeta blushed deeply, and carefully stepped out of her panties once the mouth had pulled them down to her feet.

Ceeta stood naked but for the earplugs, blindfold, and restraining collar, baring her purple skin to the invisible watchers. “Now lie down on the bed and spread your legs”, said the female voice, “and you enter her.” “Alright… I guess that is the simple way to start”, said the male voice.

Ceeta lay down on the bed, mouth dry, and pulled her legs apart, baring the moist, darker purple skin that lay between. She strained her lower muscles to pull herself open further, and lifted her knees to either side of her breasts, baring her insides to the room, gaping, she could feel cool air inside her where normally it was body temperature. The man mounted her and entered.

Tagon’s penis thrust into Ceeta’s depths, pushing her open and then the suction pulling her closed. Ceeta lay there and stared at the blackness where the ceiling should be. “Are you getting off on this?” he asked. Breya responded, “Yes, actually. It’s not just the sex, it’s seeing how totally humiliated she obviously feels. It gets me all wet inside.”

Ceeta tried to force her face back into its impassive glare, but failed- a tiny sound came from her, a short “pfut” of air. Ceeta’s attempt at a glare collapsed, and her breasts and face turned a deeper color in embarrassment. “Oh, this is good”, said the woman’s voice. “That look on her face is priceless.” Tiny noises continued to issue from Ceeta, and she spread her legs even further apart, trying to get them to stop. In her embarrassment, her muscles clamped down on Tagon’s cock, negating any effect that the extra spread might have had.

“I have got to get in on this”, said Breya with glee. “Open wide!” And she lowered herself onto Ceeta’s mouth. All of a sudden, Ceeta’s face was smothered with another woman. Her mouth was pressed to another woman’s lips, another woman’s cheeks pressed down on her forehead.

“Come on”, Breya said, spreading herself wider against Ceeta’s face, “you know what to do.” Ceeta clamped down on her mind, tried not to think about what she was doing, and hesitantly began to lick at the pussy on her mouth. “I am so fucking turned on right now“, Breya said, face set in what looked like tense determination. “Fuck her! Fuck her!” She kissed Tagon over Ceeta’s body, fondling herself and moaning. “Fuck her good! Oh, god, fuck her!”

Ceeta wriggled under Tagon’s energetic thrusting. “Oh, god”, Breya moaned, leaning down to Ceeta’s pussy, “I love those cute little noises she makes when you fuck her! She looks so embarrassed…” Breya kissed Tagon again and started pinching Ceeta’s clit.

Ceeta writhed, trying to escape and grind herself against the people fucking her at the same time. She had come to understand the phrases “eating someone out” and “pie”. It was rather like sticking her face into a pastry and eating it from the inside out with her tongue. Wetness was already beginning to run down her breasts, and her mouth was full of the woman’s ecstatic secretions.

“Yes!” she moaned, “Lick it, you little slut! Oh god, I am so turned on right now!” Breya shifted her position on Ceeta’s face, moving her anus over the willingly lapping tongue, then turned around to give it better access to her pussy. Ceeta continued to lap at the woman on top of her. All that was expected of her was that she keep licking and get fucked.

The dick was rubbing against her clit when it thrust- it felt raw, but so good… Breya moaned impatiently. She humped Ceeta’s face, not trying to allow access to the tongue anymore, she just humped her face. Breya got a perverse feeling of satisfaction from this, grinding her pussy into the face of the woman who would have sold her to the UNS, drowning her purple face in her own girlcum.

Ceeta’s face was covered in pussy, smothering in it. Her mouth ran over with woman, running down her neck and drenching the bed. She swallowed it, to get a chance to breathe, but her entire face was covered in it and her mouth began to fill again very quickly. Breya moaned. “Cumming- open wide-” she pushed her pussy over Ceeta’s mouth, as if they were kissing, and came. Ceeta struggled, drowning in cum, she drank it down as it poured into her mouth. She hardly noticed now… She was getting close herself… Breya lifted herself off of Ceeta’s face and kissed Tagon. “Tagon…” she whispered, “fuck me…”

Suddenly Ceeta felt the man pull out of her. “Wh-” she almost said, but the woman cut her off by sticking a breast in her mouth. Breya humped Ceeta slightly as she sucked on Breya’s nipple, waiting for Tagon to enter her. Ceeta sucked on the woman’s round breast, still brooding slightly about her own missed release. She felt the man begin humping the woman on top of her, and heard their passionate moans. The woman’s knee was moving slightly against her… A little more…

Breya felt Ceeta moving beneath her, trying to press herself into Breya’s knee. She thought about moving it out of the way, denying her enemy further, but decided that the thought of Ceeta cumming at her hand turned her on more. Breya ground her knee against Ceeta’s wetness and squeezed her breasts, pleased by Ceeta’s eager movements beneath her. Tagon was pulled her hair as he moved in and out of her… normally she would have objected, but she was already feeling dirty tonight… that last orgasm had come more readily than any she could remember.

Ceeta arched her back beneath her and came against her knee. “Good girl…” Breya moaned as Tagon fucked her… “Good girl…” Already she was there again… she quickly pulled off of Tagon’s dick and squirted onto Ceeta again. “Sit up!” she said, “and open wide!” she grasped Tagon’s shaft and pulled on it quickly, jerking him off into Ceeta’s eager, receiving mouth. “Clean him off…” Breya gasped, already feeling close yet again as Ceeta wrapped her mouth around Tagon’s cock and sucked out whatever cum was left in it. “Now me…”

Ceeta lapped whatever fluids still lingered in Breya’s pussy, almost bringing her to her third orgasm of the night… but not quite. With an angry moan, Breya shoved Ceeta’s face into herself, letting out her final, explosive orgasm. She had Ceeta clean her out again, and sent her back to her cell tired, and scented with feminine ecstasy.

 
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Posted by on March 27, 2012 in Schlock Mercenary, Uncategorized

 

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Schlock Mercenary: The Price of Freedom (Night 0)

A voice awoke ex-UNS Colonel Jevee Ceeta from her somewhat restless sleep in the brig of the Serial Peacemaker. “Hello.” it said. “How would you like a free way out of here?” Ceeta sat up groggily, but angrily. “Who are you?” she demanded. “Someone making an offer with the permission of Captain Tagon”, it said, “Now you answer me.”

“What do you want from me?” She asked. “You probably won’t agree”, said the voice. “Particularly not in this mood.” “So you enjoy waking up prisoners to mess with them? What is it?” “It’s a little uncomfortable. Maybe not your style.” “I want out of here!” Ceeta shouted, “At least tell me what it is so I can refuse myself!”

“Well”, said the voice, “since you insist. There are certain people on board who would enjoy it if you would join them- in bed.” Ceeta’s purple skin blushed deeply. “Me?” she asked, eyes wide, looking around for the source of the voice, “Why?”

“Your exotic coloration”, responded the voice, “Your lovely figure. The feeling of power that comes from making a double-crosser beg with her mouth on your crotch. They need a woman and you’re on board and desperate for freedom. Can you do both?”

Ceeta blushed again, but now that she was more awake she tried to keep her angular face into its characteristic stern stare (difficult, with no obvious place to stare at). “For getting out of here and back in life, I can handle a night with a woman.”

“But”, said the voice, “this would not be a night with a woman. This would be several nights with varying combinations of gender. Three or four nights, most likely.” “Well”, mused Ceeta, “it’s not as if I have anything to lose.” Her blush remained, and now her nipples began to perk up.

“That’s the spirit. You’ll be sent for tomorrow, at about 2100 hours. See you then.” The voice cut off. “Damn it. Now I’m all perked up for nothing.” Ceeta instinctively glanced around, though she knew there was no one there, and started finger-fucking herself to let out the tension. Captain Kaff Tagon watched the screen in front of his microphone, and anticipated the next night.

Author’s: I really can’t believe there isn’t more SM porn. There is ONE picture on paheal/booru, so the rule isn’t invalidated, but really- extremely popular series, a host of hot female characters, and… one picture? I am here to fill the gap with horrible writing and filthy imaginings.

 
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Posted by on March 27, 2012 in Schlock Mercenary, Uncategorized

 

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Firefly: Femslash… in SPACE

Series: Firefly

Pairing: Kaylee/Inara

Contains: femslash in SPACE

Rating: NC-17

Inara’s hairbrush ran gently through Kaylee’s hair, straightening and untangling it, prettying it up. The scent of incense filled this room of red cushions, and the only sound was their breathing, and beyond that the sound of pressed cushions, and finally the quiet hum of Serenity as it drifted through nothing, a tiny, enclosed world.

“Hmmm…” Kaylee sighed. “Thank you. You always make me feel so pretty.” Inara hummed in her throat as a sort of reply. “You don’t usually say much, you know?”, said Kaylee. “You’re good at listening.”

“It helps in my line of work. My clients differ immensely, but all of them like someone who listens well.”

Kaylee’s thoughts strayed a bit. “Inara?” she asked.

“Hmm?”

“What’s it like, you know, when you take on- female clients?”

Inara slowed down her brushing the slightest bit. “It’s pretty predictable, really. It always is, no matter whom I choose.”

“Well, sure, but, I mean… do you- enjoy it?”

“Curious?”

Inara chuckled at Kaylee’s slightly panicked look. “I wouldn’t take on a client if I didn’t think I would.”

For a long time, the only sound was the brush in Kaylee’s hair. Kaylee wished that Inara had little enough tact to say “Why do you ask?”. It would have made things a lot easier. Now what?

Inara clenched around Kaylee’s tongue, muscles tense as she lay on the bed. Kaylee pleasured herself with Inara’s vibrator, its buzzing muffled by the pussy enveloping it. Bracing the vibrator against the mattress to keep its head inside her, Kaylee lifted Inara’s knees up and pressed them to her chest. “Hold them there”, she said, then dove back in. Inara hugged her legs, leaving her pussy even more unobstructed. Kaylee lapped at her with long strokes that started just below her asshole, ran over it, and whipped over her pussy, sending tiny droplets into the air each time.

Inara made Kaylee feel pretty, but Kaylee’s almost sloppy technique made Inara feel dirty for the first time in years. Kaylee tilted her head and grabbed one of Inara’s lips between her own, sucking on it fiercely. There was no skill, no special knowledge of nerve centers, she just ate Inara’s pussy like she was actually devouring it, as though she wanted to pull flesh from bone without using her teeth.

Kaylee moaned with need and lust as she devoured, and pulled the vibrator from herself to hold against Inara’s asshole while she licked, as though she only could come if Inara did. Kaylee curled and thrust her fingers into herself violently, and moaned some more into Inara, who arched her back in pleasure and came against the face that buried itself in her pussy.

Kaylee rose, flushed and wet, and kissed Inara firmly, heedless of the girlcum on her face. She kissed Inara repeatedly, wriggling on her hornily. Inara managed to free an arm just long enough to grab her strap-on from a bedside drawer, and fastened it to her waist. Kaylee moaned delightedly, rubbing herself against it desperately for a second in some semblance of calm, sane lovemaking, then raised herself off of the bed and plunged it into herself with reckless abandon. Kaylee’s muscles gripped the ribbed surface, and she tugged her hair and moaned as she bounced. “Inara…” she gasped, “what… else is in that drawer?” Inara opened the drawer to let her see.

Kaylee blushing selected a few of the objects to try, still bouncing and grinding on Inara’s dildo. Inara surveyed her choices. “Let’s start with these”, she said, pointing at a string of anal beads. “Just turn around for a minute.” Kaylee shyly obliged, still humping the dildo energetically. “Slow down!” Inara laughed, “I can’t do anything when you’re moving so fast.” Kaylee stopped her humping, but continued to grind against her slowly. “Okay”, said Inara, “just spread a little bit…” Kaylee reached back and pulled her cheeks apart. Inara spat on it, then inserted the first and smallest of the string. Kaylee ground a little harder, feeling it inside her as Inara spat on each ball and gently pushed it in. Kaylee grunted as Inara pushed in the fifth, an inch and a half wide, leaving only the little pull ring sticking out. Kaylee released her cheeks, and turned about to kiss Inara again, bouncing on her cock and moaning.

Inara picked up the next item, two pairs of small clamps connected by a thin chain. She gently attached them to Kaylee’s breasts, a clamp on either side of each nipple.

Soon, Kaylee’s ass was filled with a string of five anal beads of progressively larger size, Inara had a double vibrator in her ass and pussy, and Kaylee was passionately pleasuring one end of a double-head dildo with her mouth. She had two clamps on each breast, one on either side of the nipple, linked together with a thin chain that she tugged on with the same hand gripping her hair.

“Inara!” Kaylee whimpered in pleasure around the thick rubber cock in her mouth. “What is it, Kaylee?” she gasped. “Do… something…” Kaylee moaned. “Like this?” Inara gasped, reaching around and pulling on the ring sticking out of Kaylee’s ass. Kaylee moaned and sucked on the dildo harder. “Like this?” Inara said, sharply pulling Kaylee down to her by the chain between her breasts and sucking on the other end of the dildo in Kaylee’s mouth. Kaylee screamed at the sudden pain, but did not stop sucking the dildo or riding Inara’s strap-on. Kaylee bounced on it even more fiercely, while Inara tugged on the beads in her ass and they each sucked an end of the double-header like some strange form of kissing.

Inara squirmed slightly, the buzzing between her legs and the beautiful naked woman screaming in pleasure on top of her combining to bring her to orgasm. “Kaylee!” she gasped around the dildo. “Cum!!” Inara shouted, giving Kaylee’s clamps another sudden tug and quickly yanking every bead from her ass at once. The dildo slipped from Kaylee’s mouth, the clamps yanked off of her breasts and her asshole gaping in the wake of the balls, she let out an orgasmic scream…

“Thank you” was the last thing said before they went to sleep.

 
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Posted by on March 27, 2012 in Firefly, Uncategorized

 

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