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Schlock Mercenary/Firefly: The Price of Freedom Final (Night 6/7)

contains: lesbian, futanari, group, crossover

characters: Jevee Ceeta, Breya Andreysan, Kaylee Frye, Inara Serra, Edward Bunnigus

BONUS! unrelated Firefly rule 34.

Night 6

“If you lose”, Breya whispered in her ear, “I plan on making up the loss by whoring you out at our next stop.” The stakes were set at 500 kilocred even from the captain and second officer (in this case, Breya) of each ship, not counting any side bets that may have been made. She steeled herself, and planned not to lose. The contest was held in the mess of the Toughs’ ship, with both crews present. She knelt , on all fours, opposite her opponent, a somewhat short, unassuming woman with light brown hair which she wore in a practical bun, but let down, as Ceeta had done with hers, before kneeling. She wore no makeup. Her teammate was a wavy-haired brunette with fashionable amounts a lipstick and eyeshadow, a figure that showed she cared for it, and a cock of middling length sticking stiffly out. She positioned her self behind Ceeta and set her cock between her buttocks. Ceeta’s teammate, Dr. Bunnigus, positioned herself likewise behind the other. Her hair, too, was undone, and her huge breasts and impressive eight-inch cock, gracefully curved, bounced with each step.

“BANG!” went the starting gun, and Bunnigus and her opponent plunged into them. A small gasp escaped Ceeta’s opposite number for that first thrust, and she smiled. First point to our team. Instead of thrusting forwards from behind, like Bunnigus, Ceeta’s partner bent over and thrust from behind and slightly above. It took her a few thrusts before she got the right angle. Ceeta gasped as the next thrust went right across her G-spot. Then the next thrust, and the next, and pleasure began to build up inside her…

Inara heard the gasp from the purple woman below her, and kept her thrusts fixed on that angle, thankful that her anatomy was identical to a pure human’s in that area. Now that she had her thrusting at the right angle, she could garnish it- she leaned down and touched the woman’s ear with just the tip of her tongue, then grabbed the purple breasts and squeezed them roughly. She had no time to make this a gentle, drawn-out orgasm for her opponent; thrusting in this way was tiring and might give her cramps if kept up too long, and Kaylee looked about ready to burst

Kaylee whimpered slightly. Her current pleasure was defocusing her, sharpening her physical senses while disorienting her conscious mind so much so that she had to remind herself that this was a contest, and that if she reached back and played with her clit they might very well lose. Look at my breasts… she thought, swinging back and forth like that… Fuck, her cock is so BIG! It went deeper into her than anything she had tried yet, and she couldn’t help clinging to it as it went out… Small noises came from her and her pussy with each thrust… She looked at the purple woman opposite her; her face was set in grim determination, eyes closed tightly, mouth a tight line, though trembling not insignificantly under Inara’s skill. Kaylee imagined what her own face must look like: mouth hanging open slightly, eyelids drooping a hair, glazed eyes, all facial muscles slightly relaxed. Fuck, now her partner was grabbing her hair, pulling her head back; her jaw opened even wider, and her whimperings grew louder… She clamped down on the cock, almost ready to orgasm

Dr. Bunnigus ground her teeth and thrust faster. This girl was really tight on her cock, and kept making such cute little noises. She was almost ready to cum… She looked at her opponent, playing Ceeta like an instrument… She didn’t show any signs that she was cumming soon. She had to make this girl cum before Ceeta, or they lost the contest. In desperation, she grabbed at the girl’s hair and pulled, trying to make her cum faster by adding pain to pleasure, but she just started making even louder noises, and her tight pussy clamped down on her cock again- Aargh! Defeated, she pulled out and splashed onto the floor.

Kaylee was surprised that her opponent pulled out just then, and slightly disappointed. The rational parts of her just managed to clamp down on her orgasm before it went off. Inara saw her pull out, and felt a flash of triumph that now, they had certainly won. Ceeta felt a brief shock of dismay- just a split-second- and then her own orgasm exploded and she collapsed to the floor, beaten. Inara paused to jerk off on her face before returning to her own crew. Kaylee tried for about five seconds and found that her orgasm had already retreated- and did so even further when she remembered all the people watching. Ceeta’s only thought was: Fuck.

Night 7

The man thrust into Ceeta’s well-lubed ass again and again, while she moaned and played her part. “Ahh fuck yeah, yes, keep… on… Stretch me out and use me! Yeah, keep that up…” Breya was not physically present in the room, but Ceeta knew that she was watching anyway, and getting off on it. She knew because Breya had told her so herself. This was her third customer of the day, representing her 600-kilocred-remaining mark. Fuck. At least after she earned all the money back, and more, for Breya, she was out of here. Free.

The next week they sold her into slavery on an alien planet currently engaged in civil war, to the obvious losing side. Fuck.

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Schlock Mercenary: The Price of Freedom (drabbles)

contains: lesbian, straight, futa, bukkake

characters: Jevee Ceeta, Edward Bunnigus, Breya Andreysan

Night 3

Warm cum jetted from the cock in front of her, laying a line of semen from the back of her tongue to her chin. The taste was now familiar, but not necessarily pleasant. The next one shot a glob neatly across the bridge of her nose, then onto her forehead. She kept her mouth submissively open, inviting more cum into it. She bared her body to the rain of cum. Warm splashes landed on her breasts, around her cunt, and ran down her face into her eyes. The men cheered as she licked their cum off her body, swallowing it.

Night 4 (1/2)

She wrapped her hand around the dark skin and pulled it down, exposing the head, then back up, and down again at three steady strokes a second. Bunnigus squirmed, toes curling, trying to make her stroke faster. Ceeta continued, gradually bringing her there. A male scent tickled her nostrils. Bunnigus pulled her closer, and she touched her tongue to the side of the head, pulling the foreskin over them both with her upstrokes. Bunnigus’ load jetted straight up from the enormous cock, coming down onto Ceeta’s face. Her tongue still under the foreskin, she and sucked out what more was left.

Night 4 (2/2)

Her purple breasts pressed against the huge dark ones above her, the combined bosoms pressed forward almost enough to smother her. The soft female flesh rippled with each heavy thrust rocking their bodies. It smelled as distinctly feminine as the penis inside her had smelt masculine. The doctor gripped her shoulders like a chin-up bar, and Ceeta wrapped legs around her, resting her feet above round, muscular buttocks, adding her own strength to the powerful thrusts into her ass. Ceeta’s muscles tightly gripped her lover, thrusting all the stronger to widen her tightness. Bunnigus tensed, and found relief inside her.

Night 5

Breya Andreysan definitely had a fetish for this. Ceeta’s face ran slick with her juices, and her mouth was full of the taste. She had a unique view of Breya, standing directly above her face and fucking herself with a dildo, letting her fluid fall freely down. Ceeta lay on the floor, legs spread wide and finger-fucking herself for Breya’s enjoyment. Her hair was undone, and now slick. She still wore her robe-like prisoners’ garment, and Breya had simply unzipped her jumpsuit. She fondled a breast and waited, mouth open, for Breya to cum and sate her fetish another night.

 
 

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Schlock Mercenary: The Price of Freedom (Night 2)

Series: Schlock Mercenary

Characters: “Elf” Foxworthy, Breya Andreysan, Michelle Diego-Garcia, Jevee Ceeta

Contains: femslash, lesbian gangbang

Rating: NC-17

This was an opportunity that was not to be missed… an opportunity to take the woman who had betrayed them all at Zoojack… and degrade her completely. The room had been outfitted with… a variety of equipment, freshly fabbed for the occasion. ‘Chelle had brought an enormous dildo, hoping to sodomize her with it. Elf had even gotten a new pair of legs for the occasion. The terapedo appeared out of thin air, the object of their sadistic lust in tow. Jevee Ceeta wore a blindfold, a pair of sound-distorting earplugs, and now a gag. She was otherwise completely naked, purple nipples perking in the air.

Elf stepped forward, mouth dry, and locked a pair of handcuffs around Ceeta’s wrists, behind her back. She reached out, and spanked her once experimentally. Ceeta flinched and yelped, a mark of deeper purple in the shape of a hand slowly fading from her buttock. Breya grabbed a crop from one wall, walked quietly around to Ceeta’s other side, and lashed out at her breast. She screamed again and started backing up- ‘Chelle grabbed a whip and lashed it across her crotch, smiling at yet more screams.

“‘Chelle, can I see that for a minute?”

said Elf, taking the whip from her,

“Now you hold her down- I want to try something.” Elf stroked the whip- it was six strips of leather, each a little over three feet long. She looked down at the purple woman on the floor before her. Elf lashed the whip brutally across Ceeta’s vagina. She screamed again, more loudly than before, closing her legs and turning, trying to shield her pussy.

“Breya, ‘Chelle, would you mind spreading her legs?”

Elf asked with a sadistic smile. The two women pried Ceeta’s legs apart, baring her pussy once more. Ceeta screamed and struggled, trying to avoid the lash. Elf looked down at her, and stroked the whip again.

“This”, she said, raising it over her head, “is for betraying us to Xinchub.”

She brought down the whip again. Ceeta screamed in pain, her sensitive flesh stinging in protest. Silently, Breya got up and took the whip from Elf, who took Breya’s place and pried Ceeta’s legs back open.

“This is for Jaksmouth”,

she said, and brought the whip down again. The whip made a sinister swish…snack! as it lashed the tender purple flesh between Ceeta’s legs. Breya lashed again, the whip scoring Ceeta’s delicate clit. Ceeta was wailing and writhing as Breya swung the whip brutally down. Her vagina seared with pain, her clit felt like it was bleeding. Five strong strokes, and Breya stopped to relax her arm. ‘Chelle leaned over and licked at Ceeta’s clit, amused at Ceeta’s disproportionate moaning and arching in pleasure enhanced by the pain.

“Ensign Garcia”,

said Breya suddenly,

“I understand you brought something special?”

‘Chelle walked over to the other end of the room, and returned with a strap-on harness and a twelve-inch dildo. Breya admired it for a minute.

“Would you do the honors?”

she said, handing it to Elf. “Mmph?” Breya lashed the whip across Ceeta’s nethers again, listening to the sounds of pain with something approaching delight.

“You’ll find out, if you’re patient.”

Elf donned the harness, marvelling at the size and weight of the dildo. Breya was standing up, Ceeta kneeling behind her, and shoving her pussy into the woman’s face. ‘Chelle was finger-fucking Ceeta as she lapped at Breya. Elf grabbed a tube of lubricant and started to apply it to her new equipment. ‘Chelle laid down on a table and let Ceeta’s mouth eat her out. Elf moved over behind Ceeta, lifted her hips up, and with a grunt more of dominance than lust she thrust into her ass. Her anus clung to the enormous dildo, pumping and twisting around inside her, with the sound of slapping flesh. It was very well lubed, allowing Elf to thrust hard as they rutted. ‘Chelle pulled Ceeta’s mouth back over to her pussy and encouraged her to continue. Her clit was very large, and stuck out, perky while Ceeta paid homage to her pussy. Ceeta serviced the vagina before her as well as she could. The dildo slid in and out her at an uncomfortable rate, straightening out her twisting passage as Elf’s hips slammed into her rump, then pulling out just as quickly, pulling her even tighter with the suction. ‘Chelle grabbed a handful of her hair, and yanked her away from her dripping cunt.

“You wanna keep going? You enjoying it? I’m not done yet.”

She guided Ceeta’s mouth onto her protruding clit. “Suck on that.”

Ceeta closed her lips around the clit and sucked, her body shaken by Elf rutting her ass.

“Come on”, she said, “move your head more. Like it’s a little cock.”

She grabbed a handful of hair and started forcibly moving Ceeta’s head up and down, her mouth tugging on the clit and her chin rubbing on ‘Chelle’s wet pussy. Breya slipped underneath Ceeta and watched her unused, battered pussy dripping onto the floor, begging to get fucked. She held out a hand and felt the heat coming off the desperate hole, and the wetness dripping from it. Breya tasted it and listened to her moaning as she sucked on ‘Chelle and opened and closed for Elf. She reached out and spread Ceeta’s legs apart. Ceeta lowered slightly, and Elf adjusted her angle further upwards, still fucking her. Breya lashed out another stinging slap on the abused, dripping pussy above her, and Ceeta’s legs buckled while Elf held her in the air with the sheer force of her fucking. Ceeta was sore from Elf’s repeated slamming into her the dildo still opened her ass wider than it should and thrust in and out, and she let out a pained cry when Breya pulled her legs apart and spanked her needy, swollen flesh again and again. ‘Chelle ground into her face. She was entirely held up by her bust, pressed against the table and drenched in woman, and the enormous rubber dick she clung to as it thrust and bent in and out of her ass. Breya, beneath her, beat her pussy like tenderizing a steak, then curled three fingers inside of her and pulled while she slapped the clit. Breya sucked on the clit above her, tugging it with her teeth, and tried to push Ceeta’s pussy as far open as it would go with her fingers. Juice dripped out of the gaping hole, and Breya rubbed her own clit furiously.

“Open wide”,

said ‘Chelle, and let loose her cum. She squirted all over Ceeta’s face and some on her back, shining on the purple skin and accentuating the shoulderblades and gentle curves as they jolted wiht the shock of Elf’s thrusts. Elf ran her tongue up Ceeta’s back, tasting the fluid and continuing to grind her cock into their fucktoy’s ass. ‘Chelle leaned over and kissed her over the shining purple skin, and fancied she could taste her glory on Elf’s tongue. Ceeta yelled and writhed beneath them.

“Ahhh! Yaahh! It hurts! Aaiih!”

With a look of triumph, Breya shoved her elbow, plugging Ceeta’s pussy with her fist.

“Got it!”, she said with a satisfied look. “How do you like it?”

“It hurts!! Aah! Please!”

“Please what?”, said Breya, and started to move it slowly back and forth.

“Please!” she screamed, “Stop!”

She lifted one leg off the ground trying to spread wider. Elf and ‘Chelle had both stopped what they were doing to watch her face. Elf looked back at Ceeta’s leg lifting higher and higher, and listened to her pained screams, and drove her cock back all the way into Ceeta, to the hilt. Ceeta screamed again, and Breya pulled her fist back out, Releasing a flood of cum to spill on the floor. Breya shoved her hand into Ceeta’s face.

“Clean it off”, she said, “Get a big, long taste of yourself. And clean up what’s on the floor, while you’re at it.”

Elf carefully unbuckled the harness, but left it plugging Ceeta’s asshole.

“So what do you want to do with her now?”

she asked, turning to ‘Chelle. They watched her lapping up her cum from the floor while Breya jerked off.

“Well,” she replied, “I had been wanting to use that dildo on her myself. You pretty much broke her in already, though.”

“I need to get off. That thing didn’t have anything for my end.”

Breya squirted on part of the floor that Ceeta had already cleaned, and made her clean up again. She was probably getting way too much pleasure from it to be healthy.

“Here’s one you might want to try using.”

‘Chelle handed Elf another strap-on, this one just seven inches long, but with an equally long extra for the wearer. She switched it on, and it vibrated.

“Try getting off with that.”

She grabbed a remote control bullet vibrator for herself.

“I’m gonna go ahead and get my turn”,

she said, and got up. Elf started putting on her own. ‘Chelle stuck the egg-sized bullet into the strap-on harness, and buckled it on. The dildo was still lubed up and stuck in Ceeta’s ass. ‘Chelle’s first slam drove her from hands and knees to lying on her stomach. She continued to slam into the bitch with similar force, grinding her into the floor. Ceeta grunted with each slam, her chest pressed to the floor, her ass stretched around her cock. ‘Chelle refastened her gag, and kept pounding.

“Come on bitch, scream!” she shouted, plunging into her ass to the hilt again. “Tell me you like it! Yeah, you do like it, don’t you? You gonna cum? I bet I can make you cum again by fucking your ass!”

The vibrator buzzed in Elf’s pussy. She clenched around it irregularly while she jerked off the other head. It worked really well. She watched ‘Chelle fucking and imagined she was a guy, jerking off. Breya was also wanking while she watched, her back was turned to Elf. She got up, crept up behind Breya…

“Guess who?”

Elf plunged into her pussy, moving the vibrator inside her. She shuddered involuntarily.

“Elf, what? Stop… Ah! Cut it-”

Elf put one hand under each of Breya’s legs and lifted her into the air, still thrusting into her pussy. She stuck out her tongue and tickled Breya’s ear with it, feeling her walls cling to the dildo. Breya arched her back against Elf and watched ‘Chelle, who had now flipped Ceeta over onto her back and lifted her hips off the floor and was pounding her ass from that postition. Elf lifted Breya off her dick and turned her around, then resumed fucking her. Breya wrapped her legs around the staturesque blonde and danced tongues with her, still watching Ceeta and ‘Chelle out of the corner of their eyes. As they watched, ‘Chelle tensed up and dripped through the harness, then continued pounding with just as much force. Elf reached down and rubbed Breya while she fucked her, with a smooth wave of her waist taking her in and out and then repeating. She lifted her hand, dripping with juices, and they both licked at it. Breya clung to her, arms and legs wrapped around Elf, clenching, about to cum, she tried to hold it back and let Elf cum first- Breya exhaled and released her orgasm explosively around the dildo. Elf lay her down on the table and mounted on top of her, tired of supporting their combined weight, but not stopping her fluid thrusting through Breya’s clinging hole. The dildo buzzed inside them both.

“Gonna cum, Breya”, Elf said, “Face or tits?”

“What?”

“Face it is then.”

Elf pulled out and made an exaggerated moan, pointing the dildo at Breya’s face and cumming inside the harness. She smiled. They heard a loud moan, and looked over a ‘Chelle and Ceeta.

“No, you can’t cum yet. Don’t even think about it.” ‘Chelle was thrusting into Ceeta’s ass still, this time Ceeta kneeling on a table and ‘Chelle standing behind and ramming her. Ceeta moaned loudly and plaintively through her gag.

“Tell you what”, she said, “If you really want to cum from being fucked in the ass, I might be willing to make a deal with you.” She kept fucking her ass, and almost, but not quite touched her pussy.

“I’ll let you cum, but on one condition- after that, you get another pussy-whipping. Twenty, deal?” She moaned again.

‘Chelle gave her a loud slap on the pussy and smiled at the yelp. “If you agree, all you have to do is cum.” ‘Chelle touched her pussy lightly while her ass clenched. Ceeta moaned frantically. “What’s that? Can’t quite make that out.” ‘Chelle rubbed Ceeta’s pussy in earnest, kneading her lips and rubbing her clit. Her juice was forming a small puddle on the table.

“You gonna cum, slut? Go ahead. Come on. You know you like it. You know you’re enjoying this. Just let go.”

Ceeta moaned and arched her back, squirting on the table. “Good girl.” ‘Chelle pulled out of her ass. It gaped, unplugged again, the muscles loosened almost to the point of being unable to close. ‘Chelle grabbed Ceeta’s foot, and tied it to one corner of the table, then the other foot, and the hands, so that she was tied, legs spread wide to the table. She retrieved the whip, and ran it lightly over the bared pussy. Ceeta immediately began to struggle and whine through the ballgag. ‘Chelle smirked.

“Come on, you chose this. You took the deal, not me.” Ceeta made frantic noises.

“You can’t just take on credit and then never pay, you know. Don’t try to avoid this.” She raised the whip over her head, and brought it down on Ceeta’s pussy again. One. She cried out through the gag. Elf watched with interest while Breya nibbled at her pussy. ‘Chelle brought it down three more times, with heavy, sharp blows, happily watching her prisoner writhe. Four.

“Starting to regret your moment of indulgence?” ‘Chelle striped her purple crotch twice more. Six. She whipped another two times, and saw a speck of blood appear on the tender purple flesh. “Yeah, I bet you are.” Another three lashes, and another speck appeared. Eleven. ‘Chelle lapped at the raw pussy, soothing it with her tongue and sucking on it. Then she dealt out another four. Fifteen. The vibrator’s buzzing finally sent her back over the edge, and she came, rivers flowing down her legs, muscles tensing, then relaxed and dealt another. Sixteen.

“You’re looking really raw there”, ‘Chelle said, giving her another lick. “How much does it hurt?” Ceeta moaned and arched against the ropes, leaking more from her crotch. “Tell me how much it hurts. Maybe I’ll just stop here.” She moaned, more in compliance than actual hope. “Just that much? How about… Now.” Another brutal lash. She screamed against the gag held in her teeth, face in an expression of burning pain, and panted and whimpered. “And now?” another, and an even louder scream. ‘Chelle pinched and twisted the purple nipples, drawing out the scream even further. “That’s not good enough. You’re not really letting loose. You’re just pretending. Keep that up and you’ll get extra.” She whipped again the raw and lightly bleeding flesh, listened to the scream a minute, then lashed it a final time. She climbed atop the table, straddling Ceeta’s face, and came into her mouth.

Deciding they were done with her, they sent Ceeta back down to her cell and retired to their respective rooms. Night the second finished.

 
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Posted by on April 23, 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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OotS: Haley alone

Series: Order of the Stick

Rating:NC-17

Pairing: Haley/Crystal/Elan, Haley/Elan/Celia/Roy

Contains: anal, masturbation, fantasy, femslash, het, bi, group, oral
The bed was uncomfortable. The bed was made out of a blanket, and a cave. The bed was very far away from most everyone Haley wished it wasn’t. Mostly it was too cold under Azure City at night. Whenever she tried this, the temperature in her cave got noticeably better. Haley felt unbearably lonely. She was just starting what could have been a stable relationship with Elan, and now he was gone. She wished he was here with her. Preferably in a pliable mood.

Come to that, she wished Roy were here. He was, technically, but she wished he were here metaphysically, and physically had more than bones. Nale. If Nale were here, offering, would she accept? No. Obviously not. If Nale were offering he would have poisoned his dick beforehand. But if there were some way she could trust him, she would. In her current state? What question? Belkar… She stopped. Belkar was an evil little douche, of course but he was definitely easier to get along with than Nale. Haley had been working with him for over a year now. Wasn’t there some supplement introducing half-halflings? Probably the same one that introduced half-sylphs, she mused. Belkar. Hmmm.

She thought back to old acquaintances. Jack the Slick. She’d show him slick. Bozzok… Maybe. Crystal. Crystal? She stopped. She stopped kneading, she stopped thinking entirely. Just blocked out all thought. She had swung both ways, for some time. It’s not like it was unenjoyable. She couldn’t remember why she’d stopped. She thought about Crystal writhing under her as she drove a hard piece of wood into her, over, and over. She didn’t know it she’d try it. Maybe with a male partner there too. Like Roy or Jack or- Elan. What in the nine hells was wrong with her? If she’s going to make it work, it’s got to be Elan. So, how does Elan fit into this scene?

She knew where she’d like him to fit. She groped around, and found a spare dagger. Good enough. She held it with one hand and massaged it with her mouth. Back to the previous scene. She had the dildo strapped onto her waist. Crystal moaned beneath her as she thrust. She sucked on Crystal’s breast, hard. She coated the dagger handle as entirely as she could with her spit, bobbing her head up and down. Crystal moaned, and Elan came up behind Haley, and Haley carefully pushed the handle of the knife up her ass to the hilt.

She humped her hand harder, feeling the way the knife handle filled her. Haley moaned, Crystal moaned, Haley gave Crystal her best and Elan finally adjusted himself to the rythm and began to thrust in and out of Haley’s ass. Haley shifted her position so that as she moved, the knife blade scraped the wall of the cave and moved the handle inside her. Then with her free hand, careful not to cut herself, she rang out a slap on her left cheek. Elan spanked her left cheek playfully and Haley moaned in response. She loved the way he created friction as he moved in and out, heating her up inside. She cried out in pleasure and did her best to savor the situation. “Excuse me?” Haley realized that she had stopped moving in her ecstasy, and started again with a quick apology to Crystal that just came out as another inarticulate moan as another slap rang out from her ass cheek.

Her own thrusting made Elan’s that much more forceful in her, and it looked like Celia was getting close… Haley spanked herself again, and her ass- Celia? Haley hardly stopped her activity, though her train of thought jumped the tracks. Wasn’t it Miko? No, of course it wasn’t Miko- although Haley would have loved to drill that self-righteous bitch from behind, in front, and sideways until she came screaming “Haley!”. It was Crystal. Haley thought about riding Celia. She was kind of skinny, but Haley would bet good money that Celia was tighter than she was. And probably not too experienced, either, for someone her age. The kind that would be fun to fuck, and fuck, until she practically broke down… Celia would never do it of course. The kind that seem fun to break are never sexually adventurous. Maybe if Roy were there.

Elan thrust into Haley’s pussy again, driving her hard against Celia, who was just coming the opposite direction from an opposite thrust by Roy. It was like the two were coordinating their thrusts, trying to fuse Haley and Celia at the chest. Haley and Celia, of course, might seem from their point of view to be coordinating their moans to form a symphony. The skinny, silver haired sylph screamed again as Roy drilled her, but Haley stifled it by clasping Celia’s mouth to hers in a heavy kiss. They yelled into each other’s heads as their tongues danced insanely, neither wanting to break the kiss. Elan’s thrusting overwhelmed her, and she was the one who broke it as her upper body sank down to the floor, her lower body still held aloft on her lover. With a great effort, Haley tried to lift herself back up to Celia, who looked as if she had passed out standing up, but the highest she could lift her head was waist level, hauling herself up by Celia’s hips.

Roy’s cock thrust in and out of the semiconscious sylph inches from her face, beads of fluid running down it’s length. Haley stuck out her tongue to the point of contact, massaging Celia’s clit with it and enjoying their combined tastes, she mashed her mouth to it and sucked hard on them both, she stuck her tongue right up Celia’s pussy along with Roy, she enveloped Celia’s pussy in her mouth and died screaming her name as her muscles involuntarily contracted around her fingers, each subsequent aftershock clench being reflected in the orgasms of her fantasy partners. Roy came, spurting into Celia and filling her, and Haley could feel it moving through and out his cock with her tongue. Elan came inside her, and she thanked the gods for her vaginal piercing of contraception +1. Celia came, expelling her own and Roy’s cum into Haley’s mouth, which loved it and sucked out as much more as it could, and Haley moaned once more and fell into a much needed sleep on the floor of the cave.

 
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Posted by on January 11, 2012 in Order of the Stick

 

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Author Feature: WyndGyrl

Wyndgyrl is the author of some excellent Buffy-verse femslash stories.
You can find them here: http://www.angelfire.com/grrl/wyndgyrl/main.htm

 
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Posted by on October 18, 2011 in Buffy/Angel, Uncategorized

 

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